Daddy and Rachel Play for Mommy”I don’t think you have the fucking balls…” Rhonda said as she squeezed her pussy through her jeans. “You would puss out as soon as you walked up to her fucking door.” She puffed a cigarette with her other hand and exhaled towards her cracked passenger window. She and her husband Ron had just finished Christmas shopping for their daughter Rachel. Ron chuckled to himself while he gave his cock a squeeze. His wife may have been right. He may very well just ‘puss out’ as she had put it, but what father could just bring himself to fuck his daughter. At least it was fun to imagine it. And even more fun to discuss it with his wife. The crude way she talked about their daughter was a massive turn on. The fact that she was supposed to be a nurturing, maternal source for their daughter, but instead thought of her as a walking, living, breathing fetish for her own fucking was very hot. Rhonda loved to wear her daughter’s clothes while fucking. She loved smelling, and licking her panties after they’d been worn. She loved taking the big red dildo her daughter kept under her mattress, sucking it clean, using it, and leaving it back under the mattress without cleaning it off. The thought that their juices were mixing made her so wet later on when she and Ron were fucking. “Oh my god I want you to do it. I swear I do. I don’t think I could handle it if I walked in on you pounding her tight ass bent over our couch.” Rhonda took another drag. “Fuck, I’m so wet.” She looked down at her jeans and saw a slightly darker patch of denim in her crotch. “I think you’re all talk. You’d be jealous if I did that. You couldn’t handle it.” Ron reached his free hand over and slid it down Rhonda’s jeans. They were a little too tight. She undid the button and zipper, giving him more room. His fingers immediately found her freshly shaved pussy. She was soaking wet, and very warm. Ron’s fingers easily slid into her pussy, locked in place by her tight jeans. He squeezed her g-spot while she just relaxed, and smoked. “I wouldn’t be jealous of her at all. I’d be jealous of your cock though. I’d be jealous of your cum. I’d be jealous that you got to fuck her, and I didn’t. But, I’d suck every fucking drop of her pussy juice from your hard shaft. I would drink your cum straight from her pink…little…pussy…” Rhonda had lifted her hips of and pressed against his hand. “You know you’re fucking me when we get home. I don’t care if she’s there or not. I want that dick stuffed as far up my fucking cunt as it can go. Leave the goddamn door open if you want. As long as I can cum.” She took another long, hard drag from her cigarette, snap inhaled it, and blew the smoke out the window, tossing the cigarette a second after. Back at the house, they rushed up stairs, leaving the presents in the Escalade to be wrapped later. The stripped immediately. Rhonda was borderline naked before she even got in the bedroom. As Ron turned to shut the door, Rhonda grabbed his hand and stopped him. He looked up and saw an evil grin on her lips. She shoved it open and pulled him to the bed. His heart was racing at the thought of Rachel seeing them fuck. He was sure she had heard them before, but not without a door, and some sheet rock to muffle the sound. A loud, unfiltered fuck session would be new territory. He hoped his wife knew what she was doing.There was no foreplay. Rhonda wanted to fuck too badly. She fell on to her back, and pulled Ron in between her thighs, letting his thick cock slide in completely without resistance. She was very wet, very warm, and very welcoming.”That’s it baby…” Rhonda whispered into Ron’s ear. “That’s what momma wants…” She knew he liked it when she said ‘momma’ like that. His cock jumped inside of her, and he gasped into her neck. “Just think…” She continued in her slow, quiet, raspy whisper. “You could be doing this to Rachel right now. All you have to do…is show…some fucking…balls…” Rhonda punctuated each word by grinding her hips upwards against her husband’s own grinding. “Fuck…she would probably appreciate it. She would probably love a big…strong…cock…Just look at the vibrator she uses…she obviously likes big cocks…just like momma.” Again, Ron’s cock twitched.He knew she was right. Rachel must have lied big cocks. She used a red, vibrating dildo much larger than an average cock, and about as big as his own.”I bet she’s been fucked so…fucking…hard…don’t you think so?” Rhonda asked.”Fuck yes…” Ron was a little breathless in his answer, not wanting to be too loud.”I bet she’s sucked a lot of cock…swallowed a lot of cum…just like momma. I bet our little girls has been finger fucked in so many back seats. I bet she goes on rides with groups of guys at night…sneaks out…and just lets them do what ever they want with her…I bet they just take her clothes from her, and finger her, and fuck her, and make her suck their dicks.” Rhonda was being filthy, and she knew Ron loved it. “I bet karabağlar escort our little slut has had so many fucking loads inside her pink little pussy…” Ron couldn’t take it slow any more. There was too much smut spewing from his wife’s mouth. He tossed her onto her stomach, and pulled her ass high into the air. “That’s it! Just like momma likes!” She was still whispering, but more excitedly. “I bet daddy’s girl gets gangbanged every fucking week…I bet her teachers even get a taste…”Ron stopped grinding his dick in and out of Rhonda’s pussy, and instead started to really fuck her, but Rhonda knew he was holding back.”Oh fuck…just shut the fucking door if it’s making you nervous. Shut the door, and really come and fuck momma.” She cussed as she looked back at him. Ron reluctantly pulled his cock out of her warm pussy, shut the door, and climbed back into bed. He immediately started to relentlessly fuck Rhonda’s pussy. He treated her like a fucking whore, just the way he knew she liked being fucked. He spanked her ass, and pulled a fistful of her hair, jerking her head back.”YESSSSSSHHH! THAT’S IT YOU MOTHER FUCKER!!!!! JUST LIKE THAT!!!! FUCK MOMMY!!!!” Rhonda was gritting her teeth while her husband pounded her cunt. Her heavy tits were swaying back and forth, and she could feel some sweat starting to bead up on her forehead, neck, and lower back. Ron’s cock was very thick, and very hard. She knew her filthy talk about their daughter had made it that way. She knew she was hot, but only the thought of destroying their daughter’s tight pussy could make a man as hard as he was right at that moment. “CHOKE ME YOU MOTHER FUCKER! CHOKE MOMMY!” Rhoda continued to cuss at him.Ron let go of her hair, and reached his hand around to the front of her neck, pulling her head further back, and choked her. His large hand was just under her jaw, and completely around her throat. Rhonda loved how vulnerable she felt like that. It felt dangerous.”You think anyone has ever fucked her like this? Huh?” Ron asked over the sound of his thighs slapping hard against his wife’s jiggling ass. “You think that fucking slut has a ‘daddy’ of her own that dicks her down like this?” It was Ron’s turn to talk filthy to his wife.”You’re goddamn right she does. I know that fucking whoo-o-oo-o-ore is getting dicked—-FUCK!—dicked down by some huge fucking guy.” Rhonda could barely speak through the hard fucking. It didn’t take much more hard, deep, fast strokes before she was squirting all over Ron’s cock, balls, and thighs. Her pussy juices shloshed past her loose labia, and pooled up on the sheets underneath her. Then, after catching her breath, she shoved Ron off of her.”Wha-what? Are you ok?” He asked breathlessly. Rhonda crawled to her side of the bed, pulled a cigarette from her purse, and lit it. She played with the smoke while she stared at her husband and his enormous, engorged cock.”You know what I want…” She said as she took a puff of her cigarette. She had decided to sit with her legs bent and spread wide, her enflamed pussy on display.”What?” Ron asked, stroking his cock.Rhonda took another drag of her cigarette and let the smoke drift out of her mouth slowly. “I want you to go down the hall, and stuff that fucking cock in your daughter.” Ron just laughed at her and started to crawl towards her. She put a foot against his chest and pushed him away. “No…mommy’s pussy is off limits until you go down there, and fuck her.” There was no joking in her tone. Ron knew she was deathly serious. “I won’t fuck you…I won’t blow you…I won’t jack you off…I won’t make you cum until you put some kind of effort into fucking her…””What makes you think she would go for any of it?” Ron asked, actually interested in her advice.”Because, all daughters have a thing for their daddies…all of them…” She ashed her cigarette in an ash tray on the nightstand. Her hands handled the cigarette very elegantly. Passing it from her lips, holding it to her side, then to the ash tray, and back to her lips, repeating the cycle every few seconds.”If you ever want to fill my wet, warm, pussy with your hot, white cum, ever again, you better walk out of this bedroom, go into her room, and make it happen. I promise…she’s probably more into it than you would think. I would have loved to have been power fucked by father at her age. College freshmen might be getting laid, but they’re not getting fucked the way you can fuck.” She bit her lip. “I promise baby…it’s less risky than you think. Go.” Rhonda pointed at the door. After a beat, Ron got up, stood at the door gaining his nerve, looked at his wife, and walked out completely naked. “And leave her door open…” She said as he stepped out. He looked back at her one last time, seeing a desperate, excited look in her eyes as she sat in a cloud of smoke, and dim light from the lamp on the night stand.Rhonda sat in silence, her heart racing. She just watched as her husband disappeared karabağlar escort bayan around the corner in the hallway, his quiet footsteps fading as he walked away. She heard a light knock as he approached her door, and a quiet ‘Yeah? What’s up?’ from Rachel. Next, she heard the door open. Rhonda just listened. She didn’t want to breathe because it would be too loud. She reached over, and snuffed out her cigarette. She heard some very quiet, muffled question from Rachel. Then more silence.”Oh baby…what are you doing?” She asked no one very quietly. “Her hand had made it’s way down to her pussy. Even after the hard fucking she had gotten from Ron, she was hornier than she’d ever been in her entire life. She imagined the two of them sitting on her bed, his hand on her thigh while he seduced her. Her eyes glued to his huge cock. After a few minutes, she would bend down and suck his cock, tasting her mother’s juices from just a few minutes before. At least, that’s what Rhonda had hoped was going on. Soon, there was more sound. A whimper? A moan? Was this what it was like for Rachel to listen to her parents fuck? Trying to decode each and every sound so she could create a movie in her head of what was going on?”Oh you fucking slut…you fucking slut…” Rhonda wasn’t sure if she was talking to herself, or her daughter. She hooked her ring and middle fingers into her pussy and started to squeeze and rub her g-spot. She knew that if she got more aggressive, the wet shloshing sound would be too loud and she would struggle to hear the action between her husband and daughter. Rhonda pulled the heavy comforter over her to muffle some of her sound. She definitely heard some more activity from her daughter’s bedroom down the hall. A quiet ‘smack’ from a kiss. Another whimper, or a moan, she hadn’t decided. She knew all of Ron’s sounds, so it had to be her daughter. Where were his hands? Were they on her tits? Were they on her thighs? Was she laying on top of him while they made out, and he had handfuls of her ass? God, she wanted to know. She was going to force him to tell her every bit of the action as soon as he was done. She was pump him full of viagra if she had to, but she was going to ride his fucking cock for hours while he told her over and over again what they had done. Another ‘kiss smack’ and another moan. Then another moan. Another whimper.”…oh baby…oh baby…that’s what momma likes…” Rhonda whispered to herself while she stare down the hallway. Then, she heard Ron’s gasp. He always let out a light gasp when his cock was sliding in, whether it was a pussy, or a mouth, it was the same sound every time. “You fucking bastard…give it to her good you mother fucker…” Rhonda was cursing under her breath as she imagined his thick cock ripping her tight pussy open. She wondered if she was on her back, or bent over. She imagined her daughter on her back, naked, her smooth, hairless pussy eager for her father’s thick cock. Her heavy tits sliding off to the sides of her rib cage. His powerful hands gripping her narrow, but fleshy waist. Ohhhh…the bruises he would leave. She would disappear under her father’s muscular arms and chest.Another whimper, another ‘smack’. Now, a new sound. Heavy breathing, and it wasn’t Ron’s.”That’s my baby boy…” She thought. Even if he wasn’t there, it was still fun to roleplay she was ‘mommy’.”…yes…yes…don’t stop…” Rhonda heard her daughter’s quiet voice from down the hall. Her heart skipped a beat, and her skin crawled with excitement. She picked up the pace of her fingering. But her fingers weren’t enough. She wanted more. Rhonda quietly got up, walked to her dresser, pulled out a thick buttplug, spit on it, and drilled it into her tight ass. She then crawled back into bed and continued listening to her husband fuck their daughter.The heavy breathing from down the hall grew louder, and it was soon joined by some grunts, and loud moans.”Oh my god…oh my god…yesssss…yesssss…” Rachel was echoing down the hall. Rhonda wanted to bad to be a part of it. She wanted to walk in right that second and sit on her daughter’s face. But not now. Let the two of them have their moment.”You naughty fucking…” Rhonda trailed off while she furiously fingered herself. Then she heard a loud ‘smack!’, not from a kiss, but from a hand. Ron must have spanked her. Which meant she was taking it from the back. “Oh my god…you are a fucking slut…Give it to her Ron…fuck her like you hate the little bitch…” Rhonda brought her fingers to her lips, sucked some of her cream off, and went back to town. Her daughter’s bed wasn’t nearly as nice as their, so in no time, Rhonda could hear the mattress squeaking, and the bed banging against the wall as Ron became more aggressive. She imagined she was there holding her daughter’s hand, offering her support while she took ‘daddy’s cock’. She and her daughter would grow closer, being in a private ‘sorority’ of women who escort karabağlar got to fuck Ron. They could have private little chats, ‘girl talk’, about how hard daddy’s dick is. How his cum is nice and sweet. How deep he goes when fucking their ass. They could plan nasty, disgusting, mommy and daddy and daughter threesomes. They could take naked pictures and videos so they had something to watch while fucking. “Squirt on my face mommy…” Rachel would say. “Let me eat daddy’s cum from your pussy, mommy.” She would also say. And Rhonda would just lay back, and watch as her daughter climbed between her thighs. But first, she would have to finish with her daddy, right now.Rachel’s moans got louder. “Oh fuck! Fuck yesssss!” She almost flat out screamed. “Don’t you fucking stop! Keep going! Mmmph! Harder!” She ordered her daddy. He answered with harder fucking, and a hard slap to her ass that sent a loud ‘smack’ down the hall. Rhonda kept fingering herself.Her daughter’s loud moans evolved into screams. “FUCK ME DADDY! FUCK ME DADDY! YES! YES! YES!” Rhonda wasn’t intending to cum, but that was too much. She bit into a pillow and groaned as she squirted onto her hand, spraying down her thighs, and soaking the sheets.”Yeah! You like that? Huh? Are you daddy’s slut?” Ron was almost shouting while he fucked her. The sound of the bed banging against the wall almost drowned it out.”Yes daddy! You now I’m your fucking slut!” Rachel cussed at him. “Fuck my fucking pussy! Fuck my fucking pussy!””Oh my god….” Rhonda was breathless as she let her orgasm subside, but she continued to finger herself. Her wet cunt was sloppy, and messy, and loudly shloshing. She could hear the loud slapping of Ron’s thighs against their daughter’s ass, or that’s what she assumed the position was.”Is this how you fuck mommy? Huh? Is this how you fuck mommy’s pussy?” Rachel asked. Ron didn’t say anything, he just kept fucking, picking up his pace. “OH FUCK!OH FUCK!OH FUCK!DADDY! I’M CUMMING! DADDY!””Cum for me baby! Cum on daddy’s cock!” He slapped her ass again. “Roll over for daddy. Let me get nice and deep.”Rhonda knew he must be rolling her onto her back. He loved finishing missionary. It provided him with a lot of leverage, and depth. He was probably going to be pushing off of the footboard to get himself nice and deep. She listened to some ruffling around, and then more fucking.”OHHHHHHH!…….FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFUCK!” Rachel screamed and it echoed through the house, surprising even Rhonda. She knew he must be drilling deeper. “NOW DADDY! NOW! I NEED TO CUM! NOW! DON’T STOP! CUM WITH ME DADDY! CUM WITH ME DADDY!””OH FUCK YES BABY! WHERE DO YOU WANT DADDY TO CUM! WHERE DO YOU WAN-” Ron was interrupted.”FUCKING CUM IN MY FUCKING PUSSY! I’M ON THE PILL! NOW!NOW!NOW!NOW! DADDY!DADDY!DADDY!DADDY! CUM IN ME!CUM IN ME!CUM IN ME! YES!YES!YES!YES!YES!” Rachel was screaming as loud as she could as her orgasm raged through her. Rhonda had to bite into a pillow again as she brought her self to her own skin-crawling, sheet soaking orgasm again. Ron was gasping, and moaning like a demon as he kicked his fucking into overdrive so he could cum with his daughter.”OH FUCK! OH FUCK! OH FUCK! YES BABY! YES BABY!” Rhonda heard his muffled gasps mix in with hers. He must have fallen forward and was screaming into her neck as he came in side her pretty little pink pussy.”You mother fucker…you mother fucker…” Rhonda was quietly gasping as she rubbed her wet pussy and thighs. She brought her hand from under the sheets and rubbed her juices on her tits and neck. She listened intently as the breathing, and gasping from the other room slowed down. Then, the mattress and bed moved a little bit as they moved around and adjusted themselves. Rhonda heard the unmistakable ‘flick’ of a lighter as she was sure her daughter lit a cigarette.”…love you too daddy…” Was the last thing Rachel heard as her bedroom door was quietly shut, and Ron appeared around the corner, walking slowly back down the hallway. She saw his body glistening with sweat as large beads rolled down his chest. A thick white rope of his cum, and she was sure her daughter’s pussy juice hung off the tip of his cock by a good six or seven inches. Rhonda sat up in bed and lit a cigarette. She was anxious to hear about it. She felt like her heart was going to beat out of her chest. Her pussy was already hungry for more fucking and fingering. She sat on the side of the bed as Ron walked up. He stood in front of her and looked down into her evil eyes, and devilish grin. She did a fast snap inhale, and slowly let the smoke drift out of her slightly agape mouth. Rhonda reached a hand out, scooped up the long, white, thick rope of cum and pussy juice hanging from her husbands cock, and licked it off her finger. She loved the musky, sweet, bitter taste. She closed her eyes for only a second. Then, looking up, right into Ron’s eyes, she gripped his softening, but thick cock, and slid it into her warm, waiting mouth, and slowly started to blow him. She stopped briefly to take a drag from her cigarette, and said, “Now, tell momma all about it.” Rhonda then stuffed his thick cock back into her mouth and listened as he breathlessly told her how he had savagely, brutally, and violently fucked their daughter, to everyone’s enjoyment.