Oliver, a man in his mid-forties with a chubby physique and a mischievous twinkle in his bronze eyes, lounged naked on the plush couch in the dimly lit living room. His short, bronze hair stuck to his damp forehead as beads of sweat trickled down the sides of his face. He was utterly engrossed in the pornographic images flickering across the flat-screen TV, his hand rhythmically stroking his erect penis. The couch cushions shifted and squeaked beneath him with each thrust of his hips, his breaths growing ragged as he approached climax.
Mandy, his plump wife with long black hair cascading down her back, sauntered into the room. She had been quietly watching from the doorway, her blue eyes sparkling with excitement and her own arousal apparent in the way her breasts heaved with anticipation. She was dressed in a skimpy negligée that barely contained her ample figure. Without a word, she sat down next to him and took over stroking his cock, her soft hands gliding up and down the length with a gentle yet firm grip. She leaned in, her breath hot against his ear, and whispered, "Let me help you, Daddy." Oliver's eyes rolled back in his head as she took control, her touch sending waves of pleasure coursing through his body.
Oliver looked over at Mandy, his voice strained from his impending orgasm. "You sure she doesn't know what sex is, baby?" He managed to ask, his gaze flickering towards the stairs where their young daughter Jenny's room was located. Mandy, her eyes never leaving his, nodded confidently. "Jenny's still so innocent, she thinks we're just playing games," she murmured reassuringly, her full lips curving into a knowing smile. "But if you want, we can start her education early," she added with a seductive wink. The thought of their daughter joining in their depraved games only heightened Oliver's excitement.
Mandy, ever the eager participant in Oliver's kinks, stood up and glided over to the staircase, calling out sweetly, "Jenny, honey, come down here. Daddy and I have something we want to share with you." Jenny, her curiosity piqued, bounced down the stairs, her short black hair bobbing with each step. She had her mother's blue eyes and a similar plump figure that had only recently begun to develop the gentle curves of a young woman. At sixteen, she was still naive to the world of sexuality, her mind a canvas waiting to be painted with the dark desires of her parents.
Jenny's eyes widened in surprise as she took in the sight of her father's erection, standing tall and proud in the dimly lit room. She had never seen a boy's private parts before, and the sheer size of it was a shock to her innocent eyes. Mandy noticed her daughter's bewilderment and took her hand, leading her closer. "This is Daddy's special toy, sweetheart," she explained with a coy smile, her voice dripping with a motherly warmth that sent a shiver down Jenny's spine. "It's what makes Mommy feel all tingly and happy."
Jenny looked up at her mother with a puzzled expression. "What is it called, Mommy?" she asked, her voice a mix of curiosity and confusion. Mandy's cheeks flushed a deep red, but she composed herself and replied, "Well, baby, it's called a penis. And what we're about to do is very special. It's called making love, or sometimes, when it's just for fun, it's called playing." Oliver watched with a growing sense of excitement, his cock pulsing in anticipation of what was to come.
Mandy knelt down beside Jenny and took her hand, guiding it to Oliver's throbbing member. "Feel how soft it is, but also how strong," she cooed, her voice taking on a gentle, instructive tone. "It's Daddy's cock, and when it's inside me, it feels so good." Jenny's eyes widened even further as she tentatively wrapped her small hand around it. It felt warm and alive, unlike anything she had ever touched before. "And it has something special," Mandy continued, her eyes gleaming with excitement. "It's called cum, and it's like a yummy treat that only Daddy can give us."
"But how do we get it out, Mommy?" Jenny's curiosity was piqued as she examined the unfamiliar object in her hand. Mandy giggled and leaned closer, her breath warm against Jenny's ear. "Well, baby, there are three main ways. You can suck it, let Daddy put it inside you, or we can do something called a handjob. Would you like to see?" Without waiting for an answer, Mandy turned her attention back to Oliver, taking his cock into her mouth with a practiced ease that sent him over the edge. Jenny watched, her eyes transfixed as her mother's head bobbed up and down, her cheeks hollowing out with each suck.
Oliver couldn't believe the sight before him. His own daughter, her eyes wide with wonder, was watching her mother pleasure him. His orgasm built rapidly, his cock swelling in Mandy's mouth as he felt the warmth of his seed gathering in his balls. He threw his head back and let out a deep, satisfied groan as he released his cum, filling Mandy's mouth. She pulled away with a gasp, a rope of cum connecting her lips to his cock before breaking and landing on her chin. She grinned up at him, her cheeks rosy and her eyes sparkling with excitement.
Mandy turned to Jenny, a bead of cum glistening on the tip of her tongue. "There's the first way," she said with a smack of her lips. "But remember, baby, only Mommy can swallow it for now. You're still learning." She winked at Oliver, her eyes dancing with mischief. "Now, let me show you the second way." She positioned Jenny between her legs, her plump thighs spread wide to reveal her glistening pussy. "You see, sweetie, when Daddy puts his cock here," she said, pointing to her entrance, "he can fill me up with his yummy cum. It feels so good and makes Mommy's tummy all warm and fuzzy."
Without wasting another moment, Mandy guided Jenny's trembling hand to her round, plump buttocks. "And here," she continued, pointing at her anus, "is another hole Daddy can use. It's called the butt hole, and it's tighter than my pussy." Jenny stared in awe at the pink, puckered opening, her mind racing with questions. "But only when Mommy is really, really ready and wants it," she added, her voice dropping to a whisper. "It's a special place for Daddy to put his cock when we play the naughtiest games." Oliver's eyes gleamed with excitement, his cock already showing signs of life once more at the thought of sharing his daughter's tight, unexplored hole.
Mandy turned back to Oliver, a sly smile playing on her lips. She straddled him, her thick thighs enveloping his waist as she sat down on his lap. With a practiced ease, she guided his cock into her pussy, her walls stretching to accommodate his girth. Jenny watched as her mother's body swallowed her father's member, her eyes widening as she realized the true nature of the "game" they were playing. The sight of her mother's plump breasts bouncing with each movement was mesmerizing, and she felt a strange tingle between her own legs.
"Mommy, your belly's bulging!" Jenny exclaimed, pointing at Mandy's rounded stomach as it distended slightly with each deep thrust. Mandy chuckled, her cheeks flushing with a mix of arousal and embarrassment. "That's just Daddy's cock pushing against my tummy," she replied, her voice breathless. "Sometimes, when Daddy cums in me, he fills me up so much that it makes me look like I've eaten a whole cake!"
Oliver started thrusting up, making Mandy bounce faster on his cock. The wet sounds of their coupling filled the room, punctuated by Mandy's gasps and moans of pleasure. Jenny's curiosity grew, and she leaned in closer, watching the intimate dance of their bodies. Mandy noticed her daughter's rapt attention and decided it was time to bring her into the fold. "Why don't you touch yourself, Jenny?" she suggested, her voice low and sultry. "Explore your body while you watch Mommy and Daddy play."
Jenny's hand tentatively moved to her own pussy, her fingertips grazing the soft mound of flesh hidden beneath her panties. She felt the heat and the wetness that had begun to pool there. "How do I do it, Mommy?" she asked, her voice small and unsure. Mandy leaned in, her breath hot and ragged as she demonstrated, her own hand moving in circles over her clit. "Just like this, baby," she instructed, her voice a gentle purr. "Find that little button and play with it. It'll make you feel really good, just like Daddy's cock does to me."
Oliver watched with a possessive glint in his eyes as Mandy guided Jenny's hand, showing her how to pleasure herself. His cock grew even harder at the thought of his little girl learning the art of self-indulgence. He reached around and smacked Mandy's plump ass, leaving a red handprint on her alabaster skin. "Faster, slut," he growled, his voice thick with lust. Mandy's eyes rolled back in her head, and she obeyed, her hips rocking faster and harder as she rode him.
"Now, Jenny," Oliver said, his voice a command that brooked no argument, "You should get naked. It's only fair that if Mommy and I are playing without our clothes on, you do the same." Jenny blushed furiously but obeyed, her hands shaking as she removed her clothes one by one. She had never been naked in front of anyone other than herself, and the vulnerability was both terrifying and exhilarating.
As their passionate coupling wound down, Oliver's chest heaving with exertion, he glanced over at Jenny. She had been following their instructions, her small hand working between her legs, her eyes glued to the adult play unfolding before her. He could see the confusion in her gaze, the beginnings of understanding dawning on her. He decided it was time for a break. "Why don't we watch some TV while I recover?" he suggested, his voiceOliver watched with a greedy gaze as his daughter's body was revealed to him. Her plump frame still thick with lust. "There was a miniature version of her mother's a good show on right's, and now, something he couldn you might learn from't help but." imagine the day when she would be just as eager to take his cock as Mandy was. He licked his lips, his cock already beginning to stir again. "Good girl," he murmured, his voice thick with approval. "Now, why don't we watch some TV while I catch my breath?"
Mandy, completely spent and sweaty, slumped against Oliver's side, her breathing ragged. She had never felt so alive, so wanted, so utterly used and cherished. She looked over at Jenny, her own hand still idly playing with her clit, and felt a surge of maternal pride. Their little girl was growing up so fast, and soon, she would be ready to become their third. "Come sit with us, Jenny," she panted, her voice strained from the exertion. "You can sit right here," she indicated the space next to Oliver, her hand patting the couch cushion.
Oliver reached over and switched the TV channel to one of his favorite porn stations. The screen was immediately filled with the image of a young woman with short black hair, much like Jenny's, being fucked in the mating press position. The woman's eyes were squeezed shut in pleasure as a muscular man's cock pounded into her, her legs spread wide and her arms pinned above her head. Mandy knew it was one of Oliver's favorites, and she had chosen it for a reason. "Look, baby," she said, her voice still breathy. "This is the mating press position. It's when a man puts his cock inside a woman like this," she demonstrated, placing her hand flat on Jenny's chest and pressing down slightly.
Jenny's eyes remained glued to the screen, her hand still working between her legs as she watched the rhythmic motion of the couple's bodies. The sounds of skin slapping against skin and the woman's moans filled the room, adding a new layer of excitement to the atmosphere. Oliver felt his cock stiffen again, the sight of the woman on the screen and the thought of what was to come with Jenny making him ache with desire.
As the scene on the TV grew more intense, Mandy leaned against Oliver, her soft breasts pressing into his side. His arm automatically wrapped around her, holding her close as his eyes drifted down to her still-swollen pussy. He could feel his cock begin to soften as the intensity of their earlier activity took its toll, but the visual feast before them kept his arousal simmering just beneath the surface.
Jenny watched the screen with wide eyes, her hand moving more vigorously between her legs as she tried to mimic the actions of the woman on the screen. She couldn't help but glance down at her father's cock, noticing that it had begun to shrink. "Mommy," she giggled, her voice filled with innocent mischief, "Daddy's cock got small." Mandy looked down and chuckled, her eyes sparkling with amusement. "Don't worry, baby," she said, stroking Oliver's now flaccid member with a knowing smile. "It'll get big again. It's just like a yo-yo, it goes up and down."
Oliver took a deep breath, his gaze lingering on Jenny's blossoming breasts and the way her hand moved in her lap. He could feel his arousal starting to return. "How about you make it get hard again, babygirl?" he asked, his voice gruff with lust. Jenny blushed deeply, but the challenge in her eyes was clear. She leaned in closer, her curiosity and desire to please her parents overriding any sense of embarrassment she may have felt. Her small hand tentatively reached out and wrapped around his softened cock, her fingers exploring the unfamiliar terrain.
Mandy watched with a proud smile as Jenny began to stroke Oliver's cock, her movements tentative but earnest. "That's it, sweetie," she encouraged. "Just like you've been playing with your clit. Gently at first, then faster and firmer." Jenny nodded, her eyes flickering between her mother's face and her father's cock. She started to mimic the strokes she had seen Mandy give earlier, her touch growing more confident with each pass.
To their amazement, Oliver's cock began to swell before their eyes, growing larger and harder with each stroke from Jenny's small hand. She gasped as it reached its full size, her eyes going wide in shock and fascination. "Oh my," she murmured, her voice barely above a whisper. The sight of her daughter's reaction sent a bolt of excitement through Mandy, her own arousal spiking once more. She leaned over and kissed Jenny's cheek, her hand joining hers on Oliver's shaft.
"Good job, baby," she whispered, her breath hot against Jenny's ear. "Keep going, you're doing so well." Oliver's eyes were fixed on the TV, watching the woman on the screen with a hunger that grew with each stroke of Jenny's hand. He felt his pre-cum begin to leak out, and as it did, Jenny's grip tightened involuntarily. She let out a surprised squeak, her eyes flying to her mother for guidance.
Mandy took the lead, leaning in closer to Jenny. "That's it, baby," she cooed. "When you feel the stickiness, that means Daddy's ready for you to suck it. It's like giving a blowjob," she added, her voice low and soothing. "Remember when I showed you how to suck on your thumb to fall asleep? It's just like that, but with Daddy's cock."
Jenny nodded, her cheeks flushed with a mix of excitement and apprehension. She leaned in and tentatively touched her tongue to the tip of Oliver's cock. It tasted salty and musky, but she didn't hate it. Encouraged by Oliver's soft moans of approval, she took more of him into her mouth. Mandy watched with a smug smile, her hand guiding Jenny's as she began to suck in earnest. Oliver's eyes rolled back in his head, his body jerking with the pleasure of his daughter's innocent mouth.
"That's it," he murmured, his hand gently caressing Jenny's short black hair. "You're a natural, baby girl." Mandy leaned in, her own mouth watering as she watched the scene unfold. "You're such a good little slut," she whispered into Jenny's ear, her breath hot and heavy. Jenny's eyes widened, but she didn't pull away. Instead, she took more of her father's cock into her mouth, her cheeks hollowing out as she tried to take all of him.
Mandy's own hand went to her own pussy, her fingers slipping into her wet folds as she watched her daughter eagerly devour Oliver's cock. "Show Mommy how good you can suck," she urged, her voice thick with desire. Jenny's eyes flickered to hers, and she began to bob her head faster, taking more of him in with each pass. Oliver groaned, his hips bucking upwards to meet her hungry mouth.
Mandy watched with rapt attention as Jenny took Oliver's entire cock down her throat, her cheeks bulging around his girth. She was so proud of her little girl, so eager to learn and please. With a wicked grin, Mandy leaned over and whispered into Jenny's ear, "Now, baby, use your teeth, just a little bit." Jenny's eyes went wide with shock, but she followed her mother's instructions, gently scraping her teeth along the underside of Oliver's shaft. He let out a strangled gasp, his cock twitching in Jenny's mouth.
Oliver felt his orgasm approaching like a freight train, his balls tightening and his cock pulsing. "Oh, fuck," he grunted, his hips thrusting upwards as he tried to control the urge to fill his daughter's mouth with cum. Mandy reached over and fondled his balls, her touch sending him over the edge. He started pumping gallons of fertile sperm into Jenny's throat, her eyes watering as she struggled to keep up.
Jenny had never felt so alive, so full of purpose. Her mother's encouraging whispers and her father's ragged groans spurred her on, and she swallowed every drop of his cum without missing a beat. She felt a strange sense of satisfaction, a feeling of belonging and love that she had never experienced before.
As Oliver's cock slipped from Jenny's mouth, she sat up, her eyes sparkling with excitement and a mouthful of cum. She looked up at him with a mix of pride and curiosity, not knowing quite what to do next. He grinned down at her, his eyes alight with a predatory glint. "Swallow it, baby," he said, his voice thick with satisfaction. Jenny did as she was told, her throat working to swallow the salty, warm liquid.
Mandy couldn't help but feel a thrill of pride as she watched her daughter become more and more engrossed in their little family ritual. "You did so good, Jenny," she said, her voice dripping with praise. "Daddy and I are so proud of you." Jenny beamed, the words of praise only serving to fuel her desire to continue.
Oliver pushed Jenny onto her back, the plush cushions of the couch giving way beneath her slight frame. He spread her legs wide, exposing her virgin pussy to the cool air of the room. Her cheeks were flushed a deep red, but her eyes remained locked on his, filled with a mix of fear and excitement. He leaned down, his breath hot against her skin, and whispered, "Now it's your turn to feel what it's like to be filled up with Daddy's love."
Mandy, ever the eager pupil, scooted closer, watching with rapt attention as Oliver took charge. She spread her own legs wide, her pussy glistening with her own juices, and began to rub her clit in slow, deliberate circles. "Keep playing with yourself, baby," she instructed Jenny, her voice a low purr. "It'll make everything feel so much better." Jenny nodded, her hand moving back to her clit as she watched her mother with wide eyes.
Oliver, his cock now fully erect once more, positioned Jenny's legs so that they were bent at the knees and above her head, her feet touching the back of her head. "This is called the pretzel position," he said, his voice a mix of excitement and pride. "It's going to feel amazing, trust me." Jenny's eyes widened as she felt the stretch, but she remained still, her curiosity and desire to please her parents overriding any discomfort. Mandy reached over and began to play with Jenny's pussy, her thumb circling the entrance as Oliver's cock hovered above her.
With one swift motion, Oliver plunged his cock into Jenny's tight, untouched pussy, tearing through her hymen and claiming her virginity. Jenny let out a sharp cry, her eyes