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Dad, again, agreed I looked good. Trisha badgered him. He finally admitted I looked hot.
We had a nice breakfast. I was going to go for a walk on the beach. Dad had work to do. Trisha had an appointment later. I put on shorts and a sweatshirt and headed for my walk. I was gone maybe 3 minutes when I realized I forgot my phone. I decided to go back and get it.
When I reached the deck I looked inside. Trisha was bent over a kitchen counter. Her top was pulled up over her tits and dad was pulling on her nipples. Her shorts were on the floor and dad was fucking her from behind.
She was urging him on. She'd also talk about how hot I looked.
I decided what the hell. I opened the door. Dad, realized I'd walked in and tried to fix his pants. It was kind of comical. His big hard cock was not going to fit back in those jeans till it came down a bit. Trisha just stayed bent over. Ass naked, tits uncovered. I could see her wetness on the back of her thighs.
"Hi sweetie," Trisha said. "Forget something?"
"Yeah, umm, sorry to interrupt. I, umm, forgot my phone."
Dad had kinda given up putting his cock away. It was rock hard. He stood behind Trisha.
I laughed, "Nice look," I said.
He blushed. Trisha reached out and stroked him.
"It is nice," she said.
Dad looked like a deer caught in the headlights. Trisha laughed.
I stood there awkwardly for a second. Not knowing what to say or do I said, "Well don't let me stop you." I walked to my room to get my phone.
When I came back in the kitchen they were whispering a very animated discussion between them. They were both back in their clothes but dad's cock was still hard enough to be showing against his pants.
I quickly said goodbye and headed out the door. Instead of leaving right away, I stood on the deck, a bit out of sight and watched. They talked a bit more, then Trisha kissed dad. They made out for a bit and Trisha started rubbing dad's cock. Soon Trisha was again bent over the counter being fucked from behind.
As I walked down the beach all I could think about was my dad's cock. I kept seeing it buried in Trisha's pussy. I could hear her grunting as he fucked her. I wondered how it would feel to be fucked like that. I was jealous of Trisha but not sure why. I felt again that she was stealing my man.
I got a call from a friend. I agreed to go meet her. I headed back to the house. Trisha was gone. Dad was working. I changed and told dad I was going out. Dad stopped me.
I could tell he wanted to talk about something. He started.
"Umm, baby, I'm sorry about today. I should not expose you to that. Sometimes I don't think when Trishas around. We're used to a lot of privacy. That's not fair to you. This is your home first and I want you to feel safe in it."
"It's ok daddy. I love this place, and it is beginning to feel like home and Trisha is pretty hot, so I understand why you're crazy about her. She's nice too. I'm a little jealous. I'm not sure I like sharing my daddy, but I love seeing you happy."
Then, for some reason I added, "I have to admit, I've never seen someone have sex before. That was pretty hot."
Dad blushed. "I'm not sure you're supposed to," he said.
"Dad, this is your house. You should be able to do whatever you want here."
"No baby. It's our house. You and me. It's not the home you grew up in, but it's your home. I want you to feel comfortable here. Anytime."
"Well daddy. If you're here it's always where I want to be. I guess as long as I don't see you having sex with someone ugly, I'm cool."
We both laughed. He hugged me and went to kiss my cheek. I moved and planted a quick kiss on his lips.
I told him I'd be home by 8 and headed out the door.
I got home a little late. Dad was watching TV in his shorts and T.
"Where's Trisha?" I asked.
"She just got home. She went to change. We're going to watch TV. Want to join us?"
"Sure," I said. "Let me go change."
I wondered what Trisha would wear. I've seen her naked, I've seen her fuck my dad. She'd probably just show up naked.
I took the last sleep set. It was light pink it pulled on like a shirt and tied at the breast line. It had enough Ruffles so my nipples were covered but that was about it. It hung open from the breasts down. The bottoms were matching panties, loose fit but nearly see through. What the hell I thought. I put it on.
Trisha was sitting next to dad when I came out.
"Wow, you look amazing," she said.
"Wow, you look kind of, umm," I started to reply
"Sexy?" she asked.
"Definitely," I said.
She was wearing a black see through nightie that had ribbons tied at the shoulders to hold it up and on the side to hold it together. She was wearing a pair of matching black panties that tied on the side.
She was sitting next to dad again. This time on the other side. I was again a little jealous. Trisha pointed to the couch next to Dad. I sat down. I leaned away from dad.
We had a nice breakfast. I was going to go for a walk on the beach. Dad had work to do. Trisha had an appointment later. I put on shorts and a sweatshirt and headed for my walk. I was gone maybe 3 minutes when I realized I forgot my phone. I decided to go back and get it.
When I reached the deck I looked inside. Trisha was bent over a kitchen counter. Her top was pulled up over her tits and dad was pulling on her nipples. Her shorts were on the floor and dad was fucking her from behind.
She was urging him on. She'd also talk about how hot I looked.
I decided what the hell. I opened the door. Dad, realized I'd walked in and tried to fix his pants. It was kind of comical. His big hard cock was not going to fit back in those jeans till it came down a bit. Trisha just stayed bent over. Ass naked, tits uncovered. I could see her wetness on the back of her thighs.
"Hi sweetie," Trisha said. "Forget something?"
"Yeah, umm, sorry to interrupt. I, umm, forgot my phone."
Dad had kinda given up putting his cock away. It was rock hard. He stood behind Trisha.
I laughed, "Nice look," I said.
He blushed. Trisha reached out and stroked him.
"It is nice," she said.
Dad looked like a deer caught in the headlights. Trisha laughed.
I stood there awkwardly for a second. Not knowing what to say or do I said, "Well don't let me stop you." I walked to my room to get my phone.
When I came back in the kitchen they were whispering a very animated discussion between them. They were both back in their clothes but dad's cock was still hard enough to be showing against his pants.
I quickly said goodbye and headed out the door. Instead of leaving right away, I stood on the deck, a bit out of sight and watched. They talked a bit more, then Trisha kissed dad. They made out for a bit and Trisha started rubbing dad's cock. Soon Trisha was again bent over the counter being fucked from behind.
As I walked down the beach all I could think about was my dad's cock. I kept seeing it buried in Trisha's pussy. I could hear her grunting as he fucked her. I wondered how it would feel to be fucked like that. I was jealous of Trisha but not sure why. I felt again that she was stealing my man.
I got a call from a friend. I agreed to go meet her. I headed back to the house. Trisha was gone. Dad was working. I changed and told dad I was going out. Dad stopped me.
I could tell he wanted to talk about something. He started.
"Umm, baby, I'm sorry about today. I should not expose you to that. Sometimes I don't think when Trishas around. We're used to a lot of privacy. That's not fair to you. This is your home first and I want you to feel safe in it."
"It's ok daddy. I love this place, and it is beginning to feel like home and Trisha is pretty hot, so I understand why you're crazy about her. She's nice too. I'm a little jealous. I'm not sure I like sharing my daddy, but I love seeing you happy."
Then, for some reason I added, "I have to admit, I've never seen someone have sex before. That was pretty hot."
Dad blushed. "I'm not sure you're supposed to," he said.
"Dad, this is your house. You should be able to do whatever you want here."
"No baby. It's our house. You and me. It's not the home you grew up in, but it's your home. I want you to feel comfortable here. Anytime."
"Well daddy. If you're here it's always where I want to be. I guess as long as I don't see you having sex with someone ugly, I'm cool."
We both laughed. He hugged me and went to kiss my cheek. I moved and planted a quick kiss on his lips.
I told him I'd be home by 8 and headed out the door.
I got home a little late. Dad was watching TV in his shorts and T.
"Where's Trisha?" I asked.
"She just got home. She went to change. We're going to watch TV. Want to join us?"
"Sure," I said. "Let me go change."
I wondered what Trisha would wear. I've seen her naked, I've seen her fuck my dad. She'd probably just show up naked.
I took the last sleep set. It was light pink it pulled on like a shirt and tied at the breast line. It had enough Ruffles so my nipples were covered but that was about it. It hung open from the breasts down. The bottoms were matching panties, loose fit but nearly see through. What the hell I thought. I put it on.
Trisha was sitting next to dad when I came out.
"Wow, you look amazing," she said.
"Wow, you look kind of, umm," I started to reply
"Sexy?" she asked.
"Definitely," I said.
She was wearing a black see through nightie that had ribbons tied at the shoulders to hold it up and on the side to hold it together. She was wearing a pair of matching black panties that tied on the side.
She was sitting next to dad again. This time on the other side. I was again a little jealous. Trisha pointed to the couch next to Dad. I sat down. I leaned away from dad.