Hotel Surprise 9

Mommy Jade continues her story, but first a little background on how we met…

So before I continue with Jade’s side of the story, I just wanted to give some of our history together, and more descriptions of her. Like I said in Chapter 1, I, Mike, am 38. Jade is a year younger almost, at 37, my birthday being in May, hers in March. We met in college, a smaller Midwestern school. I was a sophomore working on an engineering degree; she was a freshman that hadn’t declared a major yet, but eventually got her degree art history. We met at a party at hit it off immediately. We actually fell head over heels for each other. We had so many things in common, like tastes in music, movies, food; our family backgrounds were very similar, both of us being an only child from fairly liberal families. By liberal, I mean not a lot of sexual hang-ups. Her family was a little more bohemian though, in attitude and dress. She wore a lot of sundresses and shawls, sandals on her feet most of the time, chunky jewelry. She kept her legs and pits shaved, her pussy trimmed back then.

I couldn’t get enough of her sexually. Who could resist a beautiful, busty redhead that was sexually adventurous? She loves to be daring, fucking in public, experimenting with bondage and spanking. She gives the best head I’ve ever had, and she loves anal. We fucked constantly, but talked just as much. I missed that as much as the sex.

I got my bachelor degree, then went to bigger school to work on my masters. We had decided to marry by then, so she transferred to the other school so we could be together. We had a lovely wedding on a farm, and backpacked through Europe for a month for our honeymoon. After we got back, I started my new job. We chose not to have kids right away, enjoying life and doing some traveling, getting somewhat established before we did so. When Kasey came along, we decided that one child was enough. It was good enough for both of us. Jade had her tubes tied after delivery, even though I volunteered to get the vasectomy.

Life was great until a couple years ago. She started becoming withdrawn and distant from me, though she didn’t act that way towards Kasey, thankfully. Of course there I was, finding out why. Now I’ll resume Jade’s side of the story:

“So where was I? Yeah, having sex with my college roommate. Like I said, that stopped after we became serious. But there were a few times when we were on break and we went to our respective homes that I took a few babysitting jobs. A few of my previous clients still had daughters young enough to satisfy my craving for underage pussy. I fought those urges most times, and being away at college made that easier. I still loved the taste of them, the feel of them, the sounds they made as I pleasured them. After we both graduated then got married, I totally stopped.”

“Then came Kasey. She was so perfect, and I loved that she was part of both of us. I didn’t feel urges towards her for several years, mostly because she was too young. I like when they hit 8 or 9. When she did get there, I still fought the urges, but I did start to notice things about her. She started asking questions about her body, boys’ bodies, how babies are made, normal stuff. But I caught her touching herself quite often, though I never said anything about it. I caught her peeping at you more than once, then at me. I found pairs of both our underwear in her room. I left them there and spied on her to see what she did with them. She sniffed them and rubbed them on her own little pussy. I almost attacked her then!”

“Well one day I couldn’t hold back anymore. I went to her room to check on her. Her door was cracked and I heard some little moans and gasps. When I looked in I saw that she was naked and humping her pillow. I was so turned on! I couldn’t help myself and started fingering my own pussy. She heard me, freaked out, and covered up. I rushed in and sat on her bed to comfort her. I explained to her that I was doing the same thing she was. I showed her my pussy and how wet it was, explaining that watching her made me tingle down there like her pussy did. She relaxed after that and asked more questions. She wanted to know how I made myself feel good.”

“8 took my dress off. I was already naked underneath. I showed her how I masturbate and she watched intently. Goddammit but I wanted her! So I gave in to my urges. I told her to lie back and spread her legs because I wanted to show her something that felt really good, even better than humping a pillow or fingering yourself. So I are her cunt! So fucking help me, I licked and sucked her bald, little twat like my life depended on it! I tongue fucked her pussy and her asshole. She squirmed and thrashed, grabbing my hair, pulling my face into her mound. It was the sweetest pussy I ever ate, Mike! She was our daughter, my daughter, not some kid I seduced while babysitting. That fact made her pussy that much sweeter.”

“I made her cum, her first time was from my tongue, my mouth. She was breathing like she had just run a marathon, her little body trembling. I felt so many different emotions and feelings when I looked at her. Last, guilt, pride… mostly lust and love. I asked her if she liked it. She just smiled and asked when we could do it again. I told her anytime she wanted but we couldn’t tell you because you might not understand. Then I asked her if she wanted do the same to me. I was over the moon when she said yes! I told her that I wanted to kiss her first, but in a different way. So I crawled up until we were face to face. I showed her how to kiss with tongue. She loved it. Then I lied back on the bed and told her that it was her turn.”

“I told her to explore my body all she wanted. She stroked, squeezed, paying particular attention to my tits, not surprisingly. I almost came when she sucked on my nipples. I used to get so turned on when she nursed on me as a baby, but I didn’t have the urges towards her then, I just wanted to fuck you as soon as I could. But not this time. I was fully giving in to my pedo urges. She made her way down to my cunt. As you know, I had stopped shaving after she was born. My pubes, leg hair, and pit hair fascinated her. She asked why I was hairy and she wasn’t. I explained that and told her that most women shaved themselves, but I liked to be natural. I was so turned on by then that I started fingering myself again, begging her to eat me. She dove in like a St. Bernard goes at its food dish.”

“She licked and sucked and fingered, driving me wild! I had her add more fingers while she sucked my clit until she eventually had her whole hand in my cunt. Oh Mike! I came so hard I squirted, then passed out. When I came back to, Kasey was looking at me with a worried look, afraid something had happened to me. I smiled at her and she smiled back, then I pulled her to me, cuddling her to me, luxuriating in the feel of the naked body contact.”

“Well that was our first time. It happened constantly after that. I felt greedy, jealous. I didn’t want you interfering, coming between us. Plus I knew you wouldn’t understand, and you might have thrown in jail or something. And the guilt. I still loved you, but my darker self had taken over. I pushed you away until the worst thing that could happen, happened. Our family split and it was my fault. After the divorce, with you out of the house, the sex got wilder and wilder. I popped her cherry with a strap-on. I made her a smaller harness so she could fuck me. We were at it constantly. We are at it constantly. But Mike, I miss you. I want us to be together again. You said something happened and that now you’re fucking Kasey too? What was it? Tell me how you came to fuck her!”

I told her I needed to use the bathroom and grab a drink first. It wasn’t easy pissing with an erection but somehow I managed. I grabbed a Coke out of the fridge and went back to the living room. I told her that I needed to go back to my youth and confess a few things. I admitted my own bisexuality to her and told her about my relationship with my friend Todd,then other boys. I confessed that since the divorce I had been fulfilling my sexual needs with other men, not wanting to get involved with another woman since I was still in love with her. Then came the story of the night that changed my outlook on sex and life.

I gave her all the details of my encounter with Andy and Sheri, how I had developed an ongoing relationship with them as well as Trish. Then I told her how they encouraged me to introduce Kasey to incest, then hopefully get you involved. I laid out my plan to seduce Kasey, and how it turned out not to really be necessary. She laughed at that and told me that Kasey had often talked about having me be her first man. She just wasn’t sure how or when to make it happen. I then described my first time fucking Kasey and how glorious it was. She completely understood that.

“Now here we are,” I said as I reached out and touched her face, a tear streaming down her cheek. “I do want you back. I do want us to be a whole family again. I want us to enjoy each other without the sexual hang-ups society pushes on us. I want us all to fuck!”

She smiled at this, then kissed me.

“That’s what I want too, my love, but I have one question,” she said with a mischievous glint in her eye. “You mentioned the possibility of a lifetime supply of underage pussy. What’s that all about?”

I told her about the network of families that Andy and family belong to. She was intrigued, to say the least.

“OH Mike! Fuck me! I need you! Can you do that for me? I know you’ve been fucking Kasey all weekend, but do you have it in your fuck me?”

For an answer I took her by the hand and led her to the bedroom. I tore off her dress and then my own clothes. I pushed her back on the bed, a little roughly, honestly, then I just got on top of her and shoved my cock in her sopping, hairy cunt. No foreplay, no oral beforehand, I just thrust into her and pounded, like I was making up for nearly two years of not fucking her. I was making up for nearly two years of not fucking her. I did kiss her. More accurately, she kissed me, hard. I had to pull back a couple times for air. After what seemed like an eternity but in reality wasn’t nearly long enough, we both came, a mutual climax. That used to happen to us all the time, now it happened again.

We were lying there enjoying the afterglow when we heard a voice from the doorway.

“Well, it’s about fucking time! Pun intended!”

There stood our beautiful daughter, naked and grinning…

What happened next will be in chapter 10…

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