It’s been a year since we threatened my father. Rachel and Kerri are still sharing a bed with me and Lauren, which means I often wake up with at least one hand gripping a soft female body and often that hand is tangled up in her hair as she opts to wake me up with her mouth. This morning it was Kerri’s hair my hand tightened in. She’s gotten good at manipulating her soft palette to take my dick into her throat.
I gathered her hair in my hand and lifted my hips as I held her down on me, “Fuck, baby,” I moaned as she smiled and moved her lips a little faster up and down my shaft. Lauren woke up and saw Kerri bent over me as I thrust my hips up into her mouth. Lauren moved down between my legs and started pulling my balls into her mouth, her hands gripped my thighs. I was trying to hold back, but Lauren tapped Kerri’s shoulder and she lifted herself from my cock and turned to her mother.
“You heard Daddy,” Lauren said with a smile as she helped Kerri straddle my cock. I groaned as my wife rubbed my cock over Kerri’s dripping pussy then guided me into her. I grasped her hip with one hand and my other slid up to her breast, rubbing her firm flesh against my palm. Kerri was facing her mother and once she’d worked herself down my full staff, I felt Lauren licking the shaft of my cock each time Kerri lifted her body from me.
Her body was grinding against mine as Lauren sucked gently on Kerri’s clit, her other hand slid up Rachel’s leg, waking her up to the site of me grunting and thrusting into Kerri’s body. I looked over to Rachel, she was biting her lip as Lauren’s fingers teased her. I brought a hand over to her and caressed her cheek, “Climb over me,” I said.
She scrambled up to the head of the bed and straddled my face. Rachel’s hands grasped the headboard as Lauren’s mouth worked my dick and our daughter’s cunt. I didn’t know how much longer could hold out, especially as Rachel’s pussy rubbed against my lips and tongue.
Kerri and Rachel moaned, they each held a hand behind themselves and clasped their fingers together. I became a bit ravenous as Rachel’s pussy dripped onto my lip. I grasped her body and started spreading her with my fingers and pushing my tongue into her, twirling and rubbing the most sensitive areas I’ve found over the past year on her body. Kerri clenched up on my cock and I heard my wife coaxing her, “That’s it baby, ride it out a little harder,” she said. Kerri’s body came down harder on mine and I groaned against Rachel’s pussy.
Lauren’s fingers rubbed my balls and up along my shaft as I continued thrusting into Kerri as she rode out the intensity of that orgasm just to be followed up with a second one a moment later as her mom rubbed her clit to encourage the enjoyment.
Kerri leaned herself towards Rachel until their backs touched, her hips grinding against mine, rubbing the head of my dick against her inside until I tensed up and my balls contracted, flooding Kerri’s cunt with my cum. Then my attention was fully on Rachel, her body rubbing tightly against my mouth as I brought her to a gentle orgasm as she rocked and whimpered with my tongue flattened and rubbing against her clit.
Gotta give my dad credit for one thing and Lauren guided Rachel’s still trembling body off of my face and down beside Kerri, linking their legs so that their pussies and swollen clits rubbed one another as I pulled my cock out of Kerri. My cum spread between the girls as it leaked from Kerri.
They got off again with a little help from me kissing them and Lauren using a wand like the one my father used on them. Those two were absolutely beautiful with their bodies pressed together as they rode out a mutual orgasm. They were panting and their bodies had a light sheen of sweat on them as I moved over to my wife. She started to take control of the situation, but I pushed her down onto the bed and pressed my lips to hers before moving over to whisper in her ear, “I’m going to call the shots today, my love.”
She smiled and looked in my eyes, “Yes, sir,” she said sweetly.
“First things first, on your knees and clean up their pussies,” I said, motioning toward Kerri and Rachel.
She climbed out from under me and knelt down, her ass in the air and her mouth on the girls, lazily licking the fluids from each of them, moving back and forth with ease. I climbed behind her and pushed myself into her pussy with ease as she dripped on my cock, “Have you stopped taking your birth control, Lauren?” I asked as I thrust into my wife, pushing her tighter to the girls’ bodies.
She looked back at me, “Yes.”
I spanked her, “I didn’t say to stop cleaning them,” I said with a smile.
She smirked and turned her attention back to the girls. I enjoyed all three of them, but it was my wife’s body I most enjoyed. The way my dick curved into her hit both of our most pleasurable points with vaginal penetration. She moaned and tried to thrust herself back to me, but I spanked her harder and groaned as she tensed up around my cock, “No, my love, I’m in control. You,” I said as I thrust harder, making her gasp and tighten her grip on each girl’s thigh, “just accept me.”
My wife was used to being in control of our sex life, but lately she’s relented to my request for more control. I bent myself over her and grasped her throat as I fucked her hard. She’s been enjoying my show of strength lately. When we first got together, I scared her. I was pushy and demanding, so much more like my father. She taught me to step back from expectations and accept a lesser place to see how it felt being on the other side of that kind of power.
It wasn’t about emasculating me, just teaching me what the other half was used to experiencing. It was humbling to me, but I also found that I thoroughly enjoyed her display of power. She never abused that privilege with me and I loved her even more for that. So, yeah, the presents I got every year on my birthday were amazing and I thoroughly enjoyed them, but this year I asked her for something. I wanted a biological kid with her. I wanted to combine my DNA with hers in a beautifully meaningful way.
I expected an argument, to be honest. She’s told me numerous times over the years that she just didn’t want another kid and I didn’t push it because it was her body that would be put under the stress of growing another human and keeping it alive inside of her, taxing her organs and her systems to sustain what is essentially only a potential life. It put her at risk and I was terrified of that aspect.
But when I asked this time she looked me in the eye and said yes to me. The second time in my life she agreed to join me in a major life decision. I don’t know if we’ll get a kid out of this. I’m forty-one and she’s thirty-six, we aren’t as young as we were when she got pregnant with Kerri. But even if nothing comes of it I have no doubt that this amazing, beautiful woman has never failed to achieve perfection with the presents she gave me.
But it was never about the birthday gifts, the women she brought into our bed, watched me with or simply gave me to enjoy. No, it was every single day she stayed by my side. I grasped her jaw and turned her face towards me, leaning down to kiss her, “Thank you,” I said as I pulled my lips from hers.
“For what?” She asked, a smile on her lips as I thrust into her again.
“For taking a chance all those years ago and marrying a stranger. For every birthday I’ve ever shared with you. For teaching me of other ways to see the world,” I said.
The girls sat up and watched us. Lauren gasped and I thrust hard into her. She whimpered and fell forward onto her forearms, her body trembling in my grip as I felt her clench on my cock, milking me deeply into her. I fell against her back and pulled her onto her side with me still in her.
My lips lingered at her ear, “Thank you for trusting me with your daughter, for letting my sister find safety and love in our bed. But mostly, Lauren, thank you for trusting me with you when I know it terrifies you to give up control for even a moment.”
She pulled my arm around her and looked over at the girls, “Can you give us a few minutes?” She asked.
The girls kissed her then climbed off of the bed and left the room. Lauren turned her head towards me, “The presents were to make up for needing control all of the time, you know?”
I nodded, “I know. I knew what it was and I accepted it as it was, a gift for submitting to your needs.”
“I was jealous of all of them, you know?” She said softly.
I kissed her neck and pulled her tightly against me, “Even Kerri and Rachel?” I asked.
“At first. The hotel…what you said to me at the hotel changed everything for me and showed me I could actually trust you. You had two beautiful girls in that room, ready and willing to fuck you at your whim and you chose me instead. You actually threatened to not touch them in favor of fucking me. You admitted you liked my gifts to you but then you said they paled in comparison to me. I never knew you felt like that about me. I honestly thought I was a pity case for you. It’s why I got the various girls for you. There was so much guilt over ruining your life…”
I turned her head to me and kissed her hard, “You’ve been the best part of my life, Lauren. The nights I spent with you as my beautiful wife have always been the most perfect of any of the presents you’ve given me.”
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/ilqhm1/perfect_presents_part_sixthe_end_sleeping_group
I just read through all this story today and fucking well done this was amazing to read through