I jerked my husband off to our daughter part 2 [incest, teen, vouyer]

(Fictional story that is a follow up to a great post by another user! Love any feedback!)

I lay in bed feeling my hubby’s cum slowly drip out of my freshly waxed pussy from our morning romp. I had let the thick curly hair grow in for years when our sex life was non existent. Why bother the expense or the pain of waxing if my fingers were going to be the only things to touch it. That was of course before what I jokingly call the “Daisy Rennenassice”.

Daisy had graduated high school in the spring and was enjoying her summer off. She spends her days lounging by our pool, and her nights dancing downtown. That was fine with us, we would make our new passion a nightly event, planning our evening around our budding daughter’s social life, tracking her escapades through Instagram, Facebook and through our first true invasion of her privacy, her easily hacked iCloud account. Daisy was our little angle, and overall she was a fairly well behaved 18 year old, never revealing too much skin, but always showing just enough to keep my hubby throbbing and me soaking wet at seeing that familiar flame in his eyes.

When Daisy came to us with her plans for after the summer we were delighted. She was going to be attending to a local college and wanted to know if she could continue to live at home. We emphatically agreed, my hubby, always the quick thinking one, offered to rehab our unfinished basement as her new space. “Daisy you are a young woman now, and should have your own space.” I was floored by his idea. I knew he was getting tired of getting off to just bikini pics and night club outfits. I run my hand across his broad back, sliding my hand down his side to pull him close. “Thank you so much daddy!” Daisy squeals as she wraps him in a hug, her perky c cups pressed against his chest as his hands rest on her slim lower back. “We will try and have it ready for you as soon as we can sweetie” he says, voice strained as he contains he massive erection.

Daisy runs to her room, texting her friends the good news. I feel my hand grasped firmly as my husband almost drags me to the bedroom. He has an intense look in his eye, different than the mostly imagination fueled passion we had been enjoying. He was hard from physical contact with our daughter, as well as the prospects of a future of much more than the occasional peek at Daisy in her pink cotton undies around bed time.

Before I knew it my own pink cotton panties panties were off and legs spread, ankles resting on my husband’s strong shoulders. I look down to see his thick cock dripping pre cum, his dark vein pulsing as his cock disappears into my sopping wet cunt. He had a way of transfering his sexual frustration into my warm wet slit. “Is this what you want daddy?” I ask as I push my tits together, mimicking the perkier chest of our young daugher. He smiles as he sees my tits framed in my small hands, looking like the chest of a 18 year with their support.

“You want this” he replies in a low “dad voice”. Driving his cock deep inside me, brushing my sensitive cervix, stealing a breath from my chest. “You want me to pin your tiny teen body against the bed and show you how a real man treats a women.” His words melt me. His cock feels amazing slamming past my secrets buttons deep inside me, but his words reach my strongest sex organ of all.

He pushes down on me as he works towards orgasm, his strokes shorten in length but increase in speed and intensity. I feel my switch flip going from building pressure to pure euphoria. My body tenses up, every muscle I have contracts as my pussy closes around his racing shaft. “Does that feel good daddy? Can you feel how tight I am for you? I don’t know how your big strong cock is even reaching this deep inside me.”

That did it…

Flattery while acting as Daisy always was enough to send him over. He grunts as he bursts, filling me with his sticky seed for the 2nd time in 12 hours. He slides out of me and gets dressed, pulling his laptop out before his cum even starts to seep out of my splayed out cunt. “We are going to have a spend a little extra on the remodel honey” he says as he feverishly add electronics to his online cart. Over the last few months my once tech challenged husband had turned into a regual tech wizard. The inspiration of a tight 18 year old was a powerful teaching tool. I knod in agreement, still drunk on serotonin from my orgasm. He closes his laptop after submitting the order. “Think 10 cameras should cover the basement?” He asks as he texts a contractor buddy to setup the renovations.

Weeks go by as the basement project comes together quickly. Walls are framed out, plumping and wiring ran all within weeks of starting the project. He “suprises” Daisy and I one weekend with a “girls trip” to the local lake community with a killer outlet mall. We get our things together for the weekend away, him making sure to give me strict instructions to not return early as he will be “working” on Daisy’s space all weekend. I knew this was the weekend he would be setting up the cameras and the servers to run it all. Part of me felt bad about the giant leap we were taking, but I was addicted to what that man did to me with the proper motivation.

That motivation was sitting next to me for the 2 hour drive up to the lake, constantly texting the whole way. “Who is so important that you can’t put that phone down sweetie?” Daisy blushes as she slowly looks up from her iPhone. “His name is Tom” daisy responds softly, “we met a couple weeks ago and have been texting a lot.” I smile as I see how much she seems to like this boy, thinking about what a couple weeks of interest meant when I was 18. “Well when we get back we will have to have him over to swim and grill by the pool.” I say, trying to be supportive, but quickly thinking about the real possibility of capturing more than just our little girl undressing on the cameras that hubby was installing as we were talking about boys and shopping.

The weekend was fantastic, it let me and Daisy reconnect, I remembered how much I enjoyed my time with her, and how much of a young women she really was. I text hubby several pictures of Daisy sleeping in the bed next to me, her supple tits bursting out of her white tank top, her bra and panties on bathroom floor, her knit cheer shorts riding up her plump bottom as she hikes a leg over a pillow to sleep. I feel a pang of guilt before a rush of excitement, seeing his hard cock come across my screen. I look at the thick shaft and wide head as I slide a hand inside my gray cotton panties, slowly and quietly swirling against my clit, reaching a quick and silent climax before drifting off to sleep.

I wake to a text of a large flat panel TV installed on the wall in front of our bed, 10 separate pictures filling the 60″ display with a message of “all systems go!” I feel the now familiar rush take over me as Daisy wakes up, stretching as she rubs the sleep out of her eyes. She looks down and blushes deeply as she realizes in her stretches that one of her perfect breasts has popped out of her tiny tank top, quickly covering herself. “Whoops” she says, giggling as she stands up, pulling her shorts out of her deep crack. I laugh as she slides a t shirt on over her skimpy tank top. “I’m going to grab a quick shower then we can start shopping for things to decorate your new space” I say as I get up and get ready, wanting to get her home to her new basement apartment as soon as possible.

The rest of the day goes by quick as we buy what seems like countless things for her new living quarters, spending more than I’m sure my husband will appreciate. We walk through the door hours later, arms full of bags as my hubby greets us at the door, smiling as he takes the bags downstairs to Daisy’s new room. “You got it done daddy?” Daisy asks as her eyes light up. “You know it baby girl” he says as he leads her down the hard wood steps. I am impressed by the work he had done over the weekend, walking through the large living room with new black leather couches, the brightly lit bathroom with a large tiled shower and her cozy bedroom with a large closet and queen sized bed. “Well honey we will let you settle in.” I say as I look at the baskets of clothes on her bed, knowing how much he enjoyed handling every piece of soft sensual underthings Daisy owned.

We retreat upstairs, diving into “the command bunker” as my nerdy husband dubbed our bedroom. “So they did not have anything bigger huh?” Looking at the monstrous TV at the foot of our bed, a 60″ 4K LED TV filling the once empty wall. “Well I figured we may as well take advantage of the 4K video from the camera feeds right?” He says in his defense. Such a man. He has been a busy boy, he pulls the video menu up, linking it all to a new iPad on his bed side table. I watch as my husband switches the view from the multiscreen live feeds to the motion tracking option, following Daisy as she goes from the living room, to her bedroom, opening her dresser drawers putting all of her clothes away, pausing on a white lace lingerie set that looked new to her. “I may have slipped that in with her things” he comments as she runs the soft white lace through her fingers, trying to remember when she got it, but having an idea who she will wear it for. He has not stopped slowly stroking his cock as she wanders around the basement apartment.

We watch as she unpacks all of her things from the shopping trip, putting on a new bed spread, curtains, and hanging the paintings she had to have. After an hour of work the space was homey and she appeared very comfortable on the large screen out room. We think she is heading upstairs, alerting us to switch off the “Daisy Channel” but instead stops in the bathroom, filling out bedroom TV screen with her soft white panties around her ankles as she releases her slow stream, delicately dabbing dry as she stands and pulls her panties up, giving us our first view of her bald, plump pussy.

She leaves the bathroom and now is actually heading up stairs, causing a disappointed groan from my hubby, who at the first sight of his daughters slit is near orgasm. “Fucking awful timing” he says, tucking his cock away and chasing her picture off the screen, knowing the video is saved for later. We meet her in the kitchen as she is pouring a glass of lemonade and we try to act natural. “Hey would you guys mind of I had Tom over to swim and maybe stay for dinner?” Daisy asks quickly, nervous about her fathers response to a boy coming over. He had always been impossibly strict with her and boys, which makes way more sense at this point.

“That will be great honey, we will stay out of your hair. You guys can hang out downstairs after you swim if you like.” He plays it perfectly. She is relieved and gives him another quick hug, which may have sent him over the edge right then and there.

We duck back to our room as Daisy greets Tom at the door, we did not want to rush them, letting her lead him downstairs to change into their swimsuits. My hubs cock was out before Daisy’s door closed, they were changing in the same room which surprised me at first, but I reminded myself they were adults after all. I split my attention between the TV and my husband slowly stroking his cock, he moves his large fist up and down as he watches our daughter shed her clothes, peeling off layers till she let’s her white cotton bra fall off her perky breasts and wiggles out of her tight panties. He undressed quickly, sliding his boxers off till he was naked next to her, his young strong cock standing at attention as our daughter grabbed it and knelt in front of him, causing a surprised Yelp from both of us.

“Are we sure we are ready to see this?”

Source: reddit.com/r/sexystories/comments/8llq89/i_jerked_my_husband_off_to_our_daughter_part_2