While Mom's Away, The Mice Will Play (closed for heartofcourage)

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Jason http://daddysbottom.tumblr.com/image/132029425095 opened his eyes to bright sunlight streaming through the French window, lighting up the shambles that was the bedroom. He spent a long moment silently contemplating the discarded clothes and underwear, the towels in a heap by the bathroom door, the silky panties hanging from the bedpost drooping down over the soft restraint strap fastened there...

With a groan he rolled over to throw his arm across his sleeping daughter in the bed, tucking in closer to spoon, his bare cock pressing into the contours of her bare ass cheeks. Bending, he started kissing her shoulder and neck; his hand sought and found the rounded globe of her breast and began caressing it through the sheet, thumbing the stiffening nipple.

"Good morning, Kitten," he murmured low into her ear. "Time to wake up..."
 
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Carley: http://i.imgur.com/OtU5HnB.jpg

The night before had been absolutely amazing. Her daddy had wined and dined her, treating her to a night on the town in celebration of their last night together before her mom got back home. He had done things to her that other 18 year olds could only dream about. He had stamina, strength, and a nice thick cock that filled her perfectly.

As his strong arm wrapped around her waist, his thumb finding its way to a perfect round breast and flicking her nipple, Carley let out a soft groan and stretched.

"Daddy. It's too early." She said, her eyes opening and turning towards the clock that was on the side table. "Mom's not suppose to be home for another hour at least."
 
Jason laughed. "C'mon, Pumpkin, you know we have a lot to do before she gets home." He used the nickname he'd given her as a child deliberately; he liked the double meaning it had these days. As he cupped and fondled her wonderful tit, however, he thought "pumpkin" was overstating it a bit; they were more like small cantaloupes--sweet, warm, juicy, tasty, firm cantaloupes, with hard little gumdrops on top...

"I have to change the sheets and start a load of laundry--the bed smells like sex. And you need to wash mom's toys and put them back, and make sure all your stuff is picked up and out of here. Can't leave any evidence behind--I'd have a tough time explaining how your bra ended up under her pillow.

"I should have woken you up earlier," he growled in her ear, "with this. He pumped his hips a little rubbing his stiffening member against her warm, round, firm ass. "We could have gotten one more in. But as it stands..."

He rolled away and gave her cheek a sharp smack. "C'mon, sluggard! Up and at 'em!"
 
Carley laughed softly as her father continued to caress and massage her large breast. She had certainly gotten the family tits as she grew into adulthood. Her mother had an impressive set that would still turn heads when she walked down the street. As her dad told her the laundry list of things that they needed to do, she was slightly disappointed. She wanted another quickie before it was all ended for a while. Instead, her dad pumped his stiff cock against her ass, teasing her before he gave her ass a slap and rolled out of bed.

Carley stretched again before she threw off the sheet and stood naked beside the bed. Turning to look over her shoulder, she saw her father in all of his glory. He certainly had a body that made her mouth water.

"You know, if you keep that stiffy Mom might jump you the moment she comes in the door." She teased, giving him a grin as she bent down to pull on a pair of panties. "Oh! We can make a bet! How fast can you get her into the sack? Loser has to go down on the winner."
 
Jason was busy picking up clothes, but turned to relish the sight of his daughter's luxuriant and succulent body limned in the light from the window. "I'll take that bet! Let's see: I say...an hour?

"She's been with her sister, who's as bawdy as they come, and didn't take any of her toys with her." He waved, indicating the rabbit and bullet that were tossed haphazardly on the bed and the Hitachi wand on the floor. "They'll have been watching porn all weekend, and maybe they went to one of those male strip-clubs Bea is always talking about. Mom'll be hot and horny and wet all the way home, I'm guessing, probably fingering herself even now as she's driving..."

"So what's your guess? Sooner, or later?" He loved these kinds of bets--even if he lost, he won...
 
"Fifteen minutes...tops." Carley said with a grin as she leaned over and started to strip off the bed sheets as her dad cleaned up all of their clothes from the floor. "Especially if she's been fingering herself on the drive home. Your poor cock doesn't stand a chance. It's going to be raw by the end of today."

She had to laugh about that. She knew that her parents had a very healthy sex life. Hell, she had a very healthy sex life with her dad. There always seemed to be more than enough to go around when it came to him...even if her mom didn't know. He always told her that it make him appreciate his wife a little bit more. She thought it was incredibly sexy to be a secret lover.

Once the sheets were in a pile on the floor, she started to gather up some of the toys that were scattered around the room. She would quickly clean them and have them back in their spots, making sure that her mother was none the wise about what she had been doing in their bedroom.

"Did I tell you how hot it was when you bound me to the bed? God, Daddy, you were an animal last night." Carley said, growing wet at the thought of what they had done the night before.
 
He walked up behind her, slid his hands up to cup and rub her tits, and kissed the back of her neck. "You liked that, did you? So did I. You looked so good, thrashing around while I held the wand to your pussy; I almost came without touching myself."

He broke away and went back to work. "Fifteen minutes, eh? Okay then; if I can manage to fend her off for more than fifteen minutes, I win and you have to give me a long, sloppy, wet blowjob, and you have to swallow. If not, I have to lick your pussy until you cum. Twice. Done."

He picked up the sheets and the towels from the floor by the bathroom--they'd played in the shower before moving to the bed--and headed out into the hall. "I'll just start these and then come back to help straighten things out..."

Thirty minutes later they were sitting on the couch making out when they heard the car pull into the driveway. Sighing reluctantly, he wiped the saliva from his chin, and said, "Well, there's your mom. Let's go see if she needs help with anything. Oh, and mark the time. Sixteen minutes from now you're ass--and mouth--are mine, baby girl."
 
Carley let out a whimper as he ended their makeover session, a pout on her pretty farce as he told her they should go and check on her mom to make sure that she didn't need help. As they stood, she set the alarm on her watch for 16 minutes before she pulled her dad to a stop.

"You're not going out there without a hardon." She murmured as her hand found its way down his pants, gripping his cock and giving it a good few tugs to get nice and stiff. "Bet her eyes are on your crotch before she gets in the door."

Carley gave him a little smile, kissing and nibbling on his bottom lip before she let him go. She was satisfied to see a nice bulge had formed in the front of his pants. Mom wouldn't be able to resist him, she thought with a grin.
 
"Making another bet, are you?" Jason grinned back as her hand left his boner. Fuck, but her hand on his hot flesh felt good! "Maybe you should win the first one before doubling-down..." He brought his hand up to caress between her legs for a brief second, then turned and walked out the door.

"Hi, honey," he called to his wife as she was getting out of her car. "How was your trip? Did you have fun? How's Bea? Can we help with anything?" He stepped down the stairs, a little stiffly--his cock didn't bend very well at the moment. Damn the girl, he said to himself ruefully.

Margo bent over to fetch something from the passenger seat, her yoga pants stretching tight over her nicely rounded derriere. She held the pose as Jason came up, looking impishly over her shoulder at him eyeing her ass. "Hi, there, sailor boy. Did you miss me?" she said, archly.

Straightening and turning, she threw her arms around his neck and planted a passionate kiss on his lips, pressing her still-impressive boobs into his chest. He couldn't help but wrap his arms around her in turn, dropping the hand away from his daughter to squeeze on firm, round bun. Noticing Carly, Margo broke the kiss and backed off a little, coming down off her toes. She waved. "Hi, baby. I hope you two didn't get into too much trouble while I was gone. Is the house a wreck, or still in decent shape?"
 
"It was pretty boring, if I'm honest. Dad just wants to stick around the house and watch movies." Carley said as her mom asked her about the house. "He's a home body."

She didn't mention that those movies had been some of the steamiest pornos that were out there or that they had fucked like rabbits for almost three days straight. In fact, thinking about what they had done that weekend was making her incredibly wet and she gave her dad a long glance before she looked back towards her mom.

"Well, I've got to get going. I promised Jennifer that I would stop by before play practice to help her with something." She said, giving her dad a wink to let him know that the house was all his. "I'll be back in time for dinner though. I'll text you when I get to the theater."

She waved by, taking her keys and going towards her car. She would expect a text from her dad when the deed was done, letting her know whether she had won the bet or not.
 
Jason shot her a why you little bitch, you sabotaged me scowl over Margo's head, then smiled and waved. "Bye, Pumpkin," he called. "Have fun. Say hi to Jennifer for me. Bring her around later, if you guys have time."

He off-and-on teased Carly about setting up a three-way with Jennifer; she was cute, and had a great ass and nice tits, and he made no secret that he admired both her and them. Her tits weren't as nice as Carly's, but nice nonetheless...

His attention was brought back to Margo when her hand landed squarely on his bulge as soon as Carly had moved to where she wouldn't see it. "Oh," she said as she rubbed up and down, "I see you did miss me..." She pulled his head back down in a deep kiss as Carly got in her car. "Well, it would be a shame to waste that; let's see what we can do about it."

Breaking out of the kiss she took Jason's hand and led him to the house. "The suitcases can wait," she said over her shoulder. "There's something else I need to unpack, first." Jason sighed as she led him up the steps and across the porch. When was he going to learn not to bet with devious women?

Once inside the door she turned and attacked him, and he gave his entire attention over to giving his sexy and horny wife the relief she sought.

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Lying spent in a heap on the couch--they never made it to the bed--he untangled himself from his panting, semi-naked, and smiling wife and said, "I have to make a short phone call. I'll be back." He knew there would be a round two, and probably a round three judging from the wild abandon she'd displayed.

He padded into the dining room where his phone lay, punched up Carly's number, and tapped in a short text: You win, you rotten little kid. He hit "send", then put the phone down and padded back to Margo. Sinking down, he latched one hard nipple between his lips and mumbled around it, "Now, where were we...?" and commenced licking and sucking.
 
Carley was up in the light booth at the theater when she got a text from her father. Once the scene was over and the lights were changed, she picked up her phone and grinned to herself. She knew she would win. Her mother was predictable. Her father was horny. It didn't take much to send either of them over the edge. She was surprised that she was an only child the way the two of them went at it.

"Make sure that tongue is ready." She text back before she tucked her phone away and got wet thinking about all of the things he could do with his tongue.

When she got home that night, she could hear the sounds of frantic fucking happening behind the master bedroom door. She giggled to herself as she placed her backpack in her bedroom and went to the kitchen to make herself some dinner. She briefly considered cooking before she decided to order a pizza or two.

"Mom! Dad! I'm home!" She called out, laughing as the sounds died down. "I'm ordering a pizza. Put your clothes on and come out here if you want some!"
 
Jason and Margo soon emerged from the bedroom, him smiling widely at Carly, Margo looking a little miffed. "You know, that's not very respectful," she chided her daughter. Her hair mussed, her skin sweaty, and a telltale red flush spread from her ears down her neck and across the top of her chest where it showed in the gap at the top of her robe.

Jason just grinned wider. He winked at Carly over Margo's head and stuck his tongue between his lips to make a few licking motions.

"Oh, don't be so hard on the girl, Margo," he said conversationally as he walked past his wife, giving her rump a squeeze on the way by. "Kids should know that their parents have an active sex life; it's good for their mental and social development. I read that in some of your women's magazines you leave lying around all over the house. You know, the ones with the blurbs on the front that say, 'Best Sex Ever!' and 'Drive your man crazy in bed'. Lots of psychologists agree it's a healthy thing. You should listen to them and not be so uptight."

He sat at the table in his bathrobe and looked at Carly. "So what did you order? No anchovies, I hope?"
 
"You two were loud enough that the entire neighborhood hear, Mom." Carley said with a grin, knowing that her mother wasn't terribly upset with her. "I got a pepperoni pizza and one with Canadian bacon and pineapple. I also got a sausage calzone. Should be enough for dinner and lunch tomorrow."

Carley glanced at her father and then back at her mother. "They said about 30 minutes for it to be delivered. Mom, why don't you go take a shower? I'm going to start a few loads of laundry in the mean time. I can do all of the things in your suitcase for you if you like."
 
"Would you dear? That would be nice," Margo said. "Jake, would you bring it in from the car?" The suitcase had been completely forgotten and abandoned in her rush to get Jason inside the house and then inside her. "I'll be out a little while. Sausage calzone?" She winked broadly at her husband. "That sounds...promising." With that she turned and went back towards the bedroom.

"Don't use up all the hot water," Jason called after her, even as he rose from the table and moved towards Carly. "I'll want a shower, too." He pulled her into his chest with one arm while starting to fondle her boob with the other. "We won't have much time," he said as he lowered his mouth to hers and thrust his tongue between her lips.
 
Carley watched her mom head back into the bedroom and she grinned as her dad was suddenly there, one arm pulling her close as his other hand gripped and massaged the breasts that he loved so much. She whimpered as he kissed her passionately, his tongue dueling with her own as they made out there in the middle of the kitchen.

"Good thing you'll just be eating me out, then." Carley whispered back, laughing softly at the look in his eyes. "Hurry up, daddy. This little girl needs a good cum after you made me all wet."
 
Jason thrust his hand down under the waistband of the yoga pants she had on to find her wet triangle and spread her pussy lips to commence rubbing her already engorged clit.

"The payoff on our bet will have to wait, Pumpkin," he said low. "When your mother comes out of her shower, I can't have my face smelling like you... But maybe a quick diddle will hold you over until I can do things properly..."

He took her hand in his unoccupied one and guided it to his erection, sticking out now from the gap in his robe. "In the meantime, just play with this while I play with this..." on the last word he thrust two fingers up into her tight and waiting snatch, feeling for and finding her G-spot.
 
"Fuck, daddy." Carley whimpered as he thrust his hand into her pants and started to play with her clit. "You are so naughty."

She gave him a grin as he told her that he would diddle her quickly until he could do it properly. She nodded, kissing him with a passion as he guided her hand to his hard cock. She dutifully stroked his erection, her hand gliding smoothly over his skin. Her own hips were bucking against his fingers as he thrust into her with two fingers. He knew where her g-spot was and he was the master at manipulating her to his will. Immediately she gasp and moaned.
 
Jason was in no danger of cumming himself, having been drained twice by Margo earlier. But still he loved the feel of her warm fingers dancing up and down his cock... He skinned up her top and one cup of her bra, letting the glorious orb pop free to bobble and bounce in the open air, and began tweaking and twisting the hard nipple, standing up proud and stiff as a gumdrop.

Her bucking and jerking made him redouble his assault on her cunt, working his fingers hard and fast over the wrinkled, engorged patch of her G-spot.

"If you cum quick enough, we may have time to see if you have another one in there..." he whispered savagely, his eyes agleam. He loved this power he had over her, the ability to handle her just in the right places to make her body flush and her eyes roll back...
 
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Carley whimpered at the heated words that he whispered against her ear as he continued his assault on her sweet little pussy. Her nipples were hard as diamond as he tweaked and pulled at one poor point, making sure that she was good and aroused. She turned her head to the side, capturing his lips in a heated kiss as she continued to ride his fingers.

A few moments later, she let out a strangled gasp, her eyes closing as she came for him. Her wet pussy clenched and grabbed at his fingers, begging for him more. She wanted to be fucked hard right there in the middle of the kitchen, but there was too much at stake. She knew that she needed to take what she could get and enjoy every single moment.
 
Jason smiled with delight as he watched his luscious daughter jerk and buck in orgasm, and felt her vaginal walls clench spasmically around his fingers. "Well, that didn't take long," he whispered, not ceasing or even slowing his strong thrusting and rubbing. "That's my girl...now, do you have another one in there? Let's see..."

Her hand on his cock was clenching and releasing without control, and he could feel his arousal building. But it wan't at a critical point, yet, so he had some time. He was listening for the sound of the water pipe in the bathroom squealing--it always made a noise whenever the water was turned off, and that would give him advance warning of a few minutes before Margo might appear. She'd complained about it for years, now, and he always said he'd get to it, but he never did--deliberately. It was a perfect early-warning system.

He skinned the other boob out of it's holster, bent his head, and began sucking and gently nipping at it, all the while keeping up the pounding rhythm of his stiff fingers in and out of Carly's poor, abused pussy...
 
Carley trembled in her father's grasp, whimpering as he continued to thrust his thick fingers into her tight pussy. He was so good at fingering her. It was amazing how quickly he could get her hot, bothered, and then cumming. In fact, they made it a game sometimes. Could he make her cum before they got to school? Could he make her cum before Mom came in with the groceries? It was incredibly naughty.

"Daddy...God..." She whimpered as he released her other tit and started to suckle on her poor stiff nipple. "You are so fucking naughty. Your fingers will smell like me if you keep this up...or is that what you want? Me on your fingers as you finger Mom?"
 
Still listening for the telltale whistle in the pipes that would signal Margo shutting off the water, Jason released Carley's nipple to say in a low, husky tone, "Does that thought turn you on, Pumpkin? Do you get hot thinking I'm rubbing your mom's clit with your juice on my fingers? Maybe I will; maybe I'll finger her under the table right here, with my fingers sopping wet with your pussy-cum..." He went right back to sucking and licking and nibbling her little acorn-nub, never letting up his assault on her swollen cunny, knowing she was close again, wanting to watch her face make the "O" mouth...
 
"You don't...have the guts..." She whimpered, gasping as he suckled hungrily on her nipple and continued to finger her hot pussy. "Fuck, daddy. I'm going to cum again. You're going to make your little girl cum."

She let out a soft cry, her fingers combing through his graying hair as she held him against her breast. Her mouth made a perfect O and she let out a long groan as she came on his fingers. Her slim hips bucked against his fingers, her pussy gripping at his fingers in a greedy way that demanded so much more even though she knew that he couldn't give it to her.
 
Jason recognized the signs of his daughter writhing and moaning in climax; he slowed his assault on her vagina, but left his fingers inside her to savor the spasmodic clench and release of her pussy walls. It was one of the things he loved best about her, the fact that she was easily orgasmic.

He gathered her to himself and kissed her tenderly as she fought to regain her breath. "There, now," he said softly, "that should hold you over until I can give you a proper tongue-lashing..."

Just then he heard the telltale squeal of the water pipes, the sound he'd been listening for--Margo was turning off the water. They only had a few minutes now until she appeared. He tore off a few paper towels and handed them to Carley. "Here, wipe yourself; you don't want a wet spot in the crotch of those yoga pants."

Despite what he'd said earlier, he went to the sink and washed his hands, getting rid of the smell of Carley's secretions, though they still lingered a little in the air. Afterwards they just had time to sit down at the kitchen table before Margo came strolling through the entryway from the hall, toweling her hair dry.

"Ah, I feel a hundred times better, now..." she said. Looking at Carley, she paused for a moment. "Are you feeling okay, dear? You look a little flushed."
 
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