My Morning with My Loving Wife and Daughter

A warm breeze gently caressed my skin as I slowly opened my eyes, the exhaustion from the previous night still lingering. My mind replayed the memories of my wife and daughter’s loving moments, the moans and whispers still echoing in my mind.

Taking a deep breath, I sighed and swung my legs over the side of the bed, my feet dangling in the air. I stretched my arms above my head, feeling the stiffness in my muscles. The smell of freshly brewed coffee wafted through the air, enticing me to get out of bed.

I stood up, my boxers clinging to my legs, and shuffled to the bathroom to start my morning routine. As I brushed my teeth, I couldn’t help but think about the lovely morning ahead.

With my hair still damp from the shower, I headed to the kitchen, my stomach growling with anticipation. My wife, still wearing a silky robe, was busy preparing breakfast. The aroma of sizzling bacon and eggs filled the air, making my mouth water.

I wrapped my arms around my wife’s waist, pulling her close. “Good morning, did I tell you how incredible you are?” I whispered in her ear.

“Yes, you did, and some other lovely things as well,” she replied, her voice husky with sleep.

“Now, sit down, breakfast is ready,” she said, smiling up at me. We sat down to a sumptuous feast of eggs, bacon, and coffee.

“Where’s Amy?” I asked, scanning the room.

“Well, as you might have noticed, we were both up early,” she said, snickering. “So we both had an early breakfast, and then she went out for a run before it got too hot. She was going to run by Janis’s place and invite her over for lunch.”

“I hope those two can share a dorm room. It would work out great for them,” I said, smiling at the prospect of my daughter and her friend living together.

“Well, I could make some calls to some old alumni who do the allocation of rooms and organize it. Leave it with me,” she said, smiling up at me.

“You’re sweet,” I replied, leaning in to kiss her. “And tasty.”

After breakfast, I headed to the study to finish up some work on my computer coding. It was still early, and the sun was shining through the window, casting a warm glow over the room.

As I worked, I heard a knock at the door. “Daddy, are you decent?” Amy’s voice called out, giggling.

The door opened, and Amy and Janis entered, grinning from ear to ear. “Cheeky buggers,” I said, shaking my head in amusement.

“So, I guess Amy told you how she caught me hard at work yesterday, Janis?” I said, chuckling.

“Well, hard, definitely,” Amy replied, her eyes sparkling with mischief.

As we chatted, I asked them if they wanted some late lunch. “No, we ate something at Janis’s house,” Amy said, smiling. “We’re going to catch some sun in the backyard until we get too warm.”

“Take some sunscreen with you,” I reminded them.

As I worked on my coding, I decided to take a nap in Amy’s room. I opened the window to catch any breeze and lay back on the bed in my boxers. I heard my daughter and Janis talking in the backyard, their conversation carrying through the open window.

Amy was saying, “You know how I told you about seeing my Dad wanking off yesterday? Well, I know you can keep a secret, being best friends and all…My Dad and Mum and me have decided that we can all be open with our feelings toward each other, and not feel embarrassed or anything, as long as we keep it a secret.”

Janis asked, “So if I wanted to show affection to Dad or Mum or Mum to me, that would be okay as long as it stays in-house, so to speak.”

Amy replied, “Yeah, that’s right. We can all be open and honest with each other.”

As I lay there, I couldn’t help but feel a sense of pride and happiness. My family was open and loving, and I was grateful for that.

But then, I heard Janis ask, “You’re not going to, you know, do it with your Dad, are you?”

Amy’s face lit up with a sly grin. “Well, not really,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper. “But it did get awfully close, though.”

As I listened, I felt my cock stir to life, my mind racing with images of my daughter and her friend exploring each other’s bodies.

But then, I heard Amy say, “So, Janis, do you like that? Do you like my fingers on your clit and in your pussy?”

Janis moaned, “Oh, yes…yes, just a bit more, I’m nearly there, tell me again how big your Dad’s cock is.”

Amy winked at me, her eyes sparkling with mischief. “Daddy is huge, really big,” she said, her voice husky with excitement.

As I listened, I felt a sense of pride and satisfaction. My daughter was exploring her own desires and pleasures, and I was grateful to be a part of it.

But then, I heard Janis cry out, “I’m coming…I’m coming, oh my God…Aaaaaah.”

As I listened, I felt my own pleasure building, my cock throbbing with excitement. I blew Amy a kiss, my mind racing with images of my daughter and her friend exploring each other’s bodies.

As the afternoon wore on, I heard the sound of the shower running in Amy’s room. I smiled, knowing that my daughter and her friend were enjoying each other’s company.

But then, I heard my wife come home from the gym, Jill in tow. “I have a gym appointment this afternoon with Jill. Can I tell her that the girls will be sharing a dorm?” she asked, smiling up at me.

“Yes, it’s all organized,” I replied, smiling back at her. “Not long now, and she’ll be off to Uni.”

“Well, the easy answer to that is to buy her that little car she’s been hinting at, and she can come home on the weekends if she likes,” my wife said, smiling up at me.

“Well, yes, I’ve been thinking about that, and she is a good driver,” I said, smiling back at her. “I’ve been looking around, and I think I’ve found the right vehicle for her.”

As we chatted, I heard the girls come out of Amy’s room, still wearing towels. “We’ve just shaved our legs and put on moisturizer, and we’re still sticky,” Amy said, giggling.

We all sat down to a delicious pizza dinner, the conversation flowing easily. As we ate, I couldn’t help but feel grateful for my family’s open and loving attitude.

After dinner, Jill had to go home and pack some clothes for the next few days. My wife had to go off to work, leaving me to spend some time with the girls.

As I watched the movie with Amy and Janis, I felt a sense of contentment wash over me. My family was happy and loving, and I was grateful to be a part of it.

I settled onto the couch behind them, watching their legs flex and move as they got more engrossed in the movie.

My gaze drifted to the sight of freshly shaved teenage legs, and I couldn’t help but notice that neither of them had underwear on. As they moved, the towels inched up their bums, causing my pants to grow tight.

“Do you want some popcorn, Dad?” Amy asked, oblivious to my growing arousal.

“Here, I’ll get it for you, Ted,” Jill replied, hopping up with the bowl in hand. As she took a step, her towel slipped, leaving her exposed. I stood, picked up the towel, and wrapped it around her, tucking the fold neatly into her chest.

“Thank you,” I whispered, leaning down to her ear, and kissed her cheek.

Jill slowly returned to her position beside Amy, and they both started giggling and slapping each other playfully.

The movie progressed to its scariest scene, and the music swelled, attracting the girls’ attention. But before things could escalate, the lights and power went out.

The girls’ screams blended with the movie’s soundtrack, creating a confusing and unsettling atmosphere. They made their way to me on the couch and hugged onto my arms.

“I’ll have to check the fuse box on the back porch,” I said. “Just wait here, girls.”

“No, we’re coming too,” Amy said tremulously.

We made our way to the back sliding door, the darkness outside making it difficult to see. “Oh no, I’ve lost my towel,” Amy said, her voice barely audible.

“Just wait inside with Jill, and I’ll be back in a jiffy,” I replied.

I found the power box and flipped the main switch, but nothing happened. I checked the fuse, and it looked good. Returning to the house, I told the girls that the problem was with the power company and that there was nothing I could do.

I could just make out the girls as my eyes adjusted to the lack of light. They stood facing each other in the middle of the room, and I could see the full length of Amy’s body from the side. It was a feast for the eyes.

“I’ll have to get some candles out of the storeroom,” I said. “Will you two be alright here?”

“Yes, Dad, but don’t be long,” Amy replied.

“I won’t. We might as well make an early night of it as there will be no more TV tonight,” I said. “I’ll put some candles in your room and leave one here in the kitchen.”

When I returned with the candles, both girls had made their way to the kitchen. I lit a candle and handed it to them, and they both had their arms around each other, Amy still in the blanket, and Jill with the towel that was barely covering her.

“Dad, we don’t want to stay in my room, can we stay with you until the lights come back on?” Amy asked.

“Just till the power is back on, then,” I said. “Now take that candle and scoot. I’ll be there when I’ve locked up.”

When I got to my room, Amy was in bed, and she threw back the covers for me to get in. I got out of my shorts, leaving me with my boxers and a T-shirt.

“Where’s Jill?” I asked.

“She went to borrow some PJs from her room,” Amy replied. “She’s a little embarrassed about the towel incident tonight.”

I looked up to see Jill entering the room, wearing only a long T-shirt that wasn’t quite long enough to conceal that she wasn’t wearing panties either.

“Here, let me get into bed,” I said.

Both girls snuggled up to me, Amy to my right and Jill to my left. I’d left the candle burning on the nightstand.

Amy lay on her side and put her hand on my stomach, her right leg over mine. I could feel the length of her near-naked body cuddled at my side, and my erection grew.

“Thanks for this, Dad,” Amy said, and kissed my cheek.

Jill was a little hesitant, but seeing Amy, she got the courage and kissed my other cheek.

“I told you both to be very quiet and go to sleep,” I said, trying to sound stern.

As we lay there in the dark, I felt Jill move first and put a hand out to Amy. She reached across my body to touch Amy, and I heard her whisper to Amy in a mock-shocked voice that she was in bed with her father.

Both girls giggled, and the tickling began. Amy reached across me to tickle Jill, and I was the prime target of both girls’ attention.

At times during our struggles, a hand would squeeze my boner, and I’d get to feel a smooth pussy mound. The wriggling subsided until there was an uncomfortable silence.

Then Amy cuddled up to both of us and started raining kisses on both of us. In the excitement that followed, we were all kissing each other. Amy reached between us and grabbed my rod, starting to work it.

I felt my rod being played with by Jill as well, and it grew harder. I knew it was dripping precum.

Jill looked toward Amy, as if to get permission, and Amy nodded her head and whispered, “Isn’t this what you always hoped would happen?”

I took a chance and stroked Jill’s body, cupping her breasts and rubbing her tummy. Amy joined me, reaching around me and stroking Jill’s pussy, producing moans and causing Jill to lift her hips off the bed.

The smell of sex filled the air, and Jill’s hand wrapped around my cock, stroking it and squeezing it. Amy stooped, fingering Jill, and moved slowly down the bed, kissing and caressing her body.

Amy pulled Jill’s legs apart and began licking her pussy. I moved to position myself behind Amy and started licking her muff, hearing her groan into Jill’s muff, and Jill to grow in turn.

We continued like this until both girls had a serious seismic orgasm that went on till finally becoming multi-orgasms for both of them.

Jill curled up beside me with her head on my shoulder, and slept. Amy lay with her head on my stomach, my cock in her mouth, and nursed like that until I came in her mouth. She held my softening cock in her mouth until she too fell asleep.

In the early hours of the morning, I was awakened by the sound of the movie looping through the credits. I moved slowly off the bed and went around turning off the TV and lights.

When I returned to the room, both girls were kissing and cuddling, whispering to each other. I stood beside the bed and told them that the power was back on and that they should go back to Amy’s room until I woke them for breakfast.

After much complaining, I pulled them both to their feet, gave them a kiss on the lips, and a smack on their bums, and told them to scoot.

I was worn out from the night’s athletic activities and went back to sleep.

Felicity woke me when she got home, telling me that the coffee was made and to get the girls up and outside, that it was a wonderful morning. I hate it when everything goes so well for her at work that she comes home so chipper. I’m not a morning person.