Daddy's Most Happy Birthday

Daddy's Most Happy Birthday

Mid-June

As his thirty seventh birthday party dragged on Everett's gloominess grew. It was an unhappiness fueled by simple jealousy. His jealousy was first set in motion by the abundant attention his lovely wife was receiving, and most certainly encouraging, by her sexy outfit which consisted of a pair of tight cut off blue jean shorts matched with a snug, sleeveless light grey summer top that did a most excellent job of showing off her best assets: a pair of mouthwatering tits.

Outrageously flirting with several of the older male guests at the birthday party, his birthday party, a party she insisted on throwing for him, made it a no brainer Everett would be overcome with jealousy--just as she intended.

He was not sure what her end game was as he sat in a patio chair--sulking-- in a far corner of the pool area. He was not quite upset enough-- as of yet anyways--to make a scene, but then again the night was still young.

His wife was an incurable flirt and showoff, and after being married to her for nearly six years he knew, or should have known, she was not about to change.

At the age forty six, Crystal was a cougar extraordinaire with a nice nearly wrinkle free face, (thanks Botox), and nice mane of brownish/blonde hair that showed nary a hint of gray, (thanks Andre at the beauty salon), matched with a bubbly and spirited personality that seemed to be the life of any party.

As for her body, Crystal had the money, Everett was quite wealthy, and the time, she did not work, again Everett was rich, to concentrate on staying in shape.

She ate right, did yoga four times a week, hit the gym another four times a week, and just recently rejuvenated an already fantastic figure with a breast lift giving her already nice tits an uplifted and more youthful appearance.

His wife, standing over at the edge of the pool, was talking to a man and appeared to be flirting something awful. If he remembered correctly, the man's name was Phil Knolls and lived somewhere close by, maybe just down the street and was the father of one of his daughter's friends.

No matter who he was, Everett was doing a slow burn watching the way the man was making her laugh while casually reaching out and touching her arm.

He was about to go over there and put an end to his wife's flirting when his adorable daughter, eighteen year old Brittney, came skipping up to him. Worse still, she had a "boy" in tow, who, just like her, might have been all of eighteen years old.

The fact she had a boy with her was not so much of a surprise considering the hot little string bikini she was wearing.

It was white with gold piping and showed off her tits to such a degree that Everett found himself fighting hard not to openly stare at them as she stood before him smiling.

"Hi, Daddy this is Billy," she told him with a bright smile.

Everett turned away--before he got caught staring at his daughter's chest- mumbling quietly to himself, "Jesus, first her, and now you with the showing off."

Brittney stood there beaming at him. "What did you say, Daddy?"

"Nothing, I mean, are you guys having a good time?" he half grumbled. Did she really think he would be happy with her bringing over a boy to meet him?

Brittney had always been his little girl, his beautiful blonde princess, and quite frankly it pissed him off that she was so openly seeking the attention of males... other than himself. Despite knowing the day was coming, she couldn't stay his little girl forever, still, seeing it unfold before his very eyes, on his birthday of all days, was a bit much to handle.

Brittney, like her mother, Everett's first wife, Pam, had an earthly beauty to her: brownish blonde hair, blue eyes, full pouting lips, coupled with an attractive tanned figure whose highlight were those rather sizable DD tits of hers.

Brittney, on the outside anyways, displayed a somewhat shy demure personality, but underneath beat the heart of a wild, untamed vixen just waiting to be released--when the time was right that is.

Everett lost sight of his wife as his daughter began to speak because-- as usual-- his beautiful young daughter demanded all of his attention. "Billy is a friend of mine from the gym. He wants to take me out next weekend to a concert. Can I go, huh? Please, Daddy."

"I don't know. Go ask your mother," he said distractedly while glancing at her and finding his eyes were, once again, drawn to her tits like a moth to the flame.

"She said ask you."

With a supreme effort, Everett managed to tear his eyes off his daughter's chest just in time to notice she was frowning at him, just like she always did whenever she did not--immediately-- get her way. This time, instead of melting his heart like it usually did, it only served to irritate him.

"Well, I will talk to her and we will discuss it tomorrow."

"Fine. Let's go, Billy. My Daddy is being grumpy."

Resisting the urge to make an ugly retort that could only make things worse, Everett said nothing. Directing his attention back to where he had last seen his wife before becoming distracted by his daughter, Everett noted how she was no longer there.

"Hey where did you mother go?" he called after his daughter.

"I just seen her heading inside with Mr. Knolls."

Standing up, Everett craned his neck as he turned around toward the house. Sure enough there was his wife leading Mr. Knolls--by the fucking hand--into the house.

Everett, his jealous imagination working overtime, jumped to his feet assuming the worse. He quickly crossed the pool area dodging several of his guests while brushing off their birthday wishes. Yeah, like a thirty seventh birthday was such a big fucking deal.

As soon as he entered the house through the patio door he spotted his wife in the kitchen. Mr. Knolls was nowhere in sight. His anger began to fade quickly as he stood and stared at his wife.

She was bent over with the refrigerator door open, rummaging around in one of the lower drawers. With her back to him, her beautiful ass, still quite shapely for a woman her age, was on full display. As he stood there gawking at it so prominently on display in her tight blue jean cut off shorts his anger quickly turned to raw desire.

His wife had been withholding sex from him for just over a month now while promising to, "just wait till your birthday as I assure you the waiting will make things so much better."

"Mom, Daddy is staring at your ass." Brittney sang out from behind him.

Crystal, straightened up before turning around and hitting him with a bemused smile--as was his daughter.

"Brittney, Jesus I need to put a bell on you or something. I didn't hear you come in."

"Here that hon, your daddy wants to put a bell on you. He must think you are a pussy cat or something."

Everett noticed how his wife emphasized the word "pussy" and how Brittney was smirking at him which was a sure sign she was about to say something clever.

The sharp witted Brittney, never one lacking in the comeback department, quickly retorted, "Please no bells, Daddy as I like to sneak around so I can see things maybe I shouldn't. It's fun. But you can still think of my pussy if you want... Oops I mean think of me as a pussy... cat that is."

Everett turned about four shades of red. The truth was he had been thinking of his daughter with less than pure thoughts, thanks to the way that skimpy white string bikini of hers did such a fantastic fucking job of showing off her young teen age body.

Wanting to change the subject and fast, Everett snapped, "Well unless you want to see me yelling at your mother I suggest you leave... now."

"Fine," Brittney snapped as she resisted the urge to ask why he was going to yell at her mom. Deciding it would be better anyways to ask her mom later-- Crystal, despite being only her "stepmother", was usually very open and honest with her-- why he was mad enough to be yelling at her, Brittany departed the kitchen without further comment.

Crystal and Brittney actually enjoyed a very good relationship and, without fail, Crystal treated Brittney as her very own daughter, and Brittney, in turn, after a period of adjustment to her new mother, likewise treated Crystal as if she was her real mother.

"Now before you go spouting off too much, Everett," Crystal spoke up, "Mr. Knolls is just around the corner in the bathroom. I brought him in the house for that and nothing else."

She crossed the kitchen before stopping in front of him.

His eyes easily fell to his wife's super nice set of tits, she too did not appear to be wearing a bra under her top, before finding her face again.

"I was just curious is all as to why you brought him in the house. I never said you did anything wrong, honey," he answered defensively.

"Then why are you upset?"

"It's just," he dropped his voice, "I saw him flirting with you out by the pool and then you lead him in here by the hand. I--" Everett cut himself off abruptly. Mr. Knolls had just rounded the corner and entered the kitchen approaching him with an extended hand.

"Oh hi, its Everett right? Will Knolls... I am Katie's father."

"Hi, how you doing?" Everett mumbled anxious to get back to his conversation with his wife. Mr. Knolls, sensing as much, headed toward the patio door after extending a quick birthday greeting to him.

Alone once again, Everett turned back to his wife. "Anyways, I was upset by the way he was making you laugh so easily and then you leading in here by the hand."

"I was just being friendly, hon, you know me... ever the warm and friendly hostess."

"Yeah, yeah," he mumbled embarrassed by his overreaction.

"OK, so look, maybe I am being a bit extra friendly to some of the older male guests but I have a reason."

When she said nothing more, only giving him a coy smile he was forced to ask.

"OK, why?"

"Just to make you jealous. A bit of jealousy is good for a marriage I think. It lets someone know you still care... besides you fuck me really good when you are jealous honey. Fuck me like you got something to prove."

"Yeah, well, you know me so well."

"Yes I do. Enough anyways, and you know it's just not me you are jealous over. In fact, I think our darling little daughter may be making you jealous too by the way she looks so hot in her sexy new bikini which has all the young boys flocking around her like a pack of fucking dogs."

"Yeah, guilty as charged. It bothers me. Does that make me a bad father?"

"No, not bad. Typical maybe. Anyways I have a feeling you are not enjoying your birthday party so much."

"I do have a bit of a headache so maybe we could think about wrapping it up soon."

"Well if that's what you want then why don't you go upstairs, take some aspirin, and lay down and then later," she paused, patting him on the cheek before a sly smile came over her face, "Your mommy will be up to give her baby boy some much needed attention."

His cock, reacting akin to Palov's dog, began to get instantly hard as soon as his wife mentioned the word "mommy" to him.

Everett and his wife, just within the last year or so, in an attempt to spice up their sex life, started to play naughty role playing games in the bedroom. Everett's favorite game, by far, was when Crystal pretended to be his mommy.

She fit the role, if not perfectly, pretty nicely as she was a good bit older than him so it was not so unrealistic.

Twenty minutes later, Everett slipped off into a quiet sleep as he stretched out on their bed while Crystal went about the business of wrapping up the party and sending the guests home.

After getting the house clear finally of the last guest, she was just cleaning up when Brittney walked into the kitchen.

Getting right to the point, Brittney asked, "So why was Daddy going to yell at you earlier, Mom? He looked kind of mad at you."

"He was not really mad, just a bit jealous I think."

"Over the way you were flirting with everyone?" Brittney asked. Pulling up a stool to the kitchen counter, she plopped down on it hoping her mom would tell her something interesting.

"Hey, I was not flirting with... everyone. I mean, I left the younger boys alone so they could chase after you."

"No one was chasing after me, Mom," Brittney quietly murmured.

"Really... well their loss because such a beautiful and charming young lady as yourself Brittney would be worth the chase I think."

"Aww, Mom you are laying it on thick. I am charming maybe, but beautiful... hardly."

Crystal crossed the kitchen to her daughter. Pulling up a stool next to Brittney, she sat down.

"So what is not beautiful about you baby. Surely not this gorgeous mane of long brown hair because that is nice." Reaching out, Crystal ran her fingers through her daughter's long, blondish brown hair that fell just down to her shoulders.

"Hmm... and surely not that dazzling smile of yours with those perfectly even white teeth. All that money your daddy spent for you as a young teenager on braces so you could have perfect teeth certainly paid off. I mean really honey you have a smile that never fails to melt our hearts baby, me and your dad's both."

"Thank you, but don't stop there, go on. What else?" Brittney said with a giggle.

"Well, let me see, you have pretty eyes baby girl, dark and mysterious. And then they are those cute little dimpled cheeks of yours. Hmm, sweet as pumpkin pie they are."

"And," Brittney whispered warming to her mom's over the top compliments.

"What else, let me see, hmm, your beautifully tanned complexion is nothing short of flawless and worthy of any man, or woman's admiration I would think."

And it was as Brittney possessed a simply glowing complexion resembling that of a tanned bronze goddess.

"Then there is that near perfect body of yours... shapely and nearly flawless in its youth." Crystal took her daughter's hands in hers prompting her to stand up.

Brittney stood up, glowing in the limelight of her mom's praise. "Yeah, just look at that body of yours, honey! Hmm, shown off so nicely in your sexy little string bikini that your Mom bought you. It's no wonder the boys were all flocking around you."

Brittney was small, five-three, but with a comely figure featuring a pair of luscious 34D tits, flat abs, and muscular thighs. She accompanied her mother to the gym at least three times a week, and like her, stuck to a strict diet making sure to eat right and the results showed.

Laughing, Brittney said, "OK, OK enough, Mom." Sitting back down she tried to steer things back away from her and onto the topic at hand. "Seriously, what was Dad upset about? I mean he seemed grumpy for most of the afternoon."

"If I tell you, you must promise it will just be between us, honey."

"Yes, of course. I know how to keep secrets."

"Well actually I don't think he was none too happy with either of us. Me... because my usual flirty personality was probably getting on his nerves and you, sweetie, running around in that skimpy bikini of yours was probably also getting on his nerves some."

"So he was upset seeing me in my new bikini?"

"I think he was just, more or less, upset about all the attention it got you. Your father is not used to sharing you honey. You have to understand that."

"Oh."

It was all Brittney could think to say with this new information catching her totally off guard.

"Maybe you should go talk to him and maybe try to be extra sweet to him. After all, it's still his birthday."

"OK, I will go talk to him," she told her mom as she started to get up.

"Hey, before you go, I need to tell you something else so sit back down."

After Brittney sat back down her mom looked at her seriously before saying, "I need to remind you how I not only bought you that bikini you are wearing still now and that you wanted so bad... using my own money, but I also bought you those two new bras you were dying to have... and your favorite perfume, the real expensive one, and let's not forget how I gave you my credit card and let you buy those jeans and blouse you wanted, and finally, how it was me that gave you permission to invite a bunch of your friends to your dad's party... including boys."

"Yeah, I know Mom and I thanked you."

"You also made a promise to me. You promised to not be so stubborn and do whatever you mom told you for the rest of the summer. Do you remember that promise, Brittney?"

"OK, OK, I am doing what you told me. I said I'm going upstairs to talk to him right now."

"And you will continue to do whatever I tell you right?"

"Yes, Mother," Brittney quickly replied. Her mother was the sweetest woman in the world-- until she didn't get her way and then it was watch out.

"And when you talk to him remember you need to be extra sweet honey, with sugar on top... especially tonight when we both need to get back in his good graces. I will be up later to see how things are going."

Heading upstairs, Brittney decided it might be best to change out of her offending bikini since it was a source of obvious irritation to him.

A few minutes later, after changing into a singularly unattractive flannel nightshirt, Brittney was knocking on his door.

"Come in!" he snapped as he laid, stretched out on the bed, working on a mixed drink of Jack and Coke from the small mini bar stuck in one corner of their spacious bedroom.

"Hi Daddy," Brittney said cheerily as she came bounding into the room, determined to do exactly as she promised her mother.

"Hi Daddy" would be about as far as she would get. Everett immediately, fueled by the three beers he had at the party, plus the Jack and Coke he was sipping on, went on the attack. "Where is your bikini that you were flaunting at my party earlier, Brittney? You know the one that had all the boys chasing after you."

"Da-" She started to response, but he cut her off without a moment's hesitation.

"You know there was a time, not so long ago, whenever you bought anything new you made it a point to show me first. I guess that time has passed considering how you mom informed me she bought that for you almost two weeks ago?"

Brittney wanted to defend herself in some way, but was so caught off guard by his anger she was too stunned to speak. Instead, she moved closer to the bed meaning to maybe grab his hand and apologize.

"Yeah, come closer... closer still," he told her while waving his hand for her to come to the edge of the bed.

She said nothing as he leaned toward her and took a big whiff. "Just as I thought. The new perfume you bought is not for me either. I can barely smell it on you now, but earlier... yeah when you dragged that boy over to meet me you fairly reeked of it. You know, there was a time when I would have been the first one you showed off a new perfume to by giving me a nice hug and kiss just so I could be close enough to smell you."

"Dad, really aren't you--"

Then disaster struck as her phone beeped; she was holding it in her hand. While it was a mistake even bringing it into the bedroom in the first place, she compounded her mistake by stopping what she was going to say to look at her phone.

Now he really went off. "Typical, you damn kids can't go anywhere without dragging your phones with you. So fucking afraid you going to miss a life or death message. Go on... go back to your room so you can message back your friends and then stare at your phone in rapturous wonder waiting for the next message to come in."

When she hesitated he barked, "Go on, and get out. If you can't talk to me without carrying that fucking thing around in your hand I don't want talk to you at all."

Crystal, alerted things were not going well after hearing her husband raise his voice, rushed upstairs to find her daughter escaping from the bedroom with tears in her eyes.

She glanced in the room to find Everett over at the bar making himself another drink. Deciding it would be better to get the story from her, rather than her half-drunk husband, she hurried down the hall to Brittney's bedroom.

She found Brittney sitting on the edge of her bed sulking. Sitting down next to her, Crystal asked softly, "What happened sweetie?"

"He is really pissed."

"Why?"

"I don't know really. He would not let me even speak."

"Hmm... I think I know one reason maybe," Crystal said poking at the sleeve of her daughter's ratty flannel nightshirt.

"Because of this. I put this on because it's... you know--"

"Doesn't matter why honey. The damn thing is ugly," Crystal interjected, "unlike your pretty bikini you had on earlier."

"Yeah, I changed before I talked to him. I mean I thought you said he was upset about me wearing that so..." Brittney looked at her mother more confused than ever.

"Look... let me explain something to you again my dear. Maybe you didn't understand it the first time I told you. Your dad was not upset about your sexy bikini. In fact, he loved how it looked on you."

"How do you know?"

"Simple... I asked him and he told me. But what he didn't love was all the attention it was getting you, and even more how you seemed to save it especially for his party... but not for him."

"Oh, yeah, he sort of mentioned that. He said I didn't show him first... like I used to whenever I bought anything new," Brittney said quietly beginning to maybe understand why he was so upset.

"So now when he finally sees you alone and you want to pay him some attention, instead of wearing something nice, something pretty, you come in this ratty old nightshirt."

"So what should I have worn, Mom? Should I have left my bikini on?"

"Well, that would have been better than what you have on now, but still it would not be a surprise. It's his birthday and I am sure he would like you to surprise him by wearing something new he has never seen before... you know something nice maybe. Let me see... do you have anything new you could show off to him that is both pretty and maybe a little sexy and nice."

"No, not really. The newest things I bought were those jeans and a blouse when you gave me your credit card but I wore them... just for him... when he took me to lunch the other day."

"Is that all you have new?" Crystal asked with a knowing smile on her face.

"Yeah, I think so... well, except for those two new bras and the panties you bought me, but, I mean I can't show them off... to him."

A perfectly delicious and most evil idea was starting to form in Crystal's mind. She wondered though if she could get her daughter to play along. Deciding to see what might happen, Crystal went ahead and acted upon her idea.

"And why not?"

"Oh like he is going to be really impressed."

Brittney jumped to her feet, moving over to her dresser, she yanked open the bottom drawer. Pulling out her two new bras, they still had the tags on them, she brought them back over to her mother. Dropping them on the bed she said, "What am I going to say? 'Look Daddy your little girl bought two new sexy bras, aren't you impressed'?"

"First of all, young lady that is not the way you would show them off to him by just dropping them on the bed in front of him. You need to be a bit mysterious hon... men like mystery. Now this is what you need to do..."

Crystal spent the next few minutes outlining a bold plan for the both of them--together-- to get back into his good graces and give him a happy birthday after all. It took a bit of convincing on Crystal's part to get her daughter to agree, but in the end, after gravely reminding her of her solemn promise to do whatever her mother told her all summer, Brittney, not wanting to incur the wrath of her mother also, meekly agreed.

Everett set the empty glass down. It was his second Jack and Coke and he was now feeling little pain. Plopping back down on the bed, he closed his eyes and was just starting to relax when he heard a light tapping on the door.

He opened his eyes in time to see his wife pop her head inside the room. "Sweetie, can we come in."

"I would rather be alone," he snapped. "I mean, haven't you two caused enough grief for me today already?" Everett's anger at his daughter had the dual effect of bringing back his anger toward his wife for her flirtatious ways during the party.

Ignoring his request to be alone, Crystal pushed open the door and entered the room with Brittney in tow. "Yes, we have darling, especially your pretty young daughter... and me, of course, and that is why we want to spent the rest of the evening making it up to you. Isn't that right, honey?"

"Yes, please Daddy, it's still your birthday and me and mom still have some birthday presents for you."

Everett was about to snap again when he paused. They were up to something. He could tell because both of them were looking especially gorgeous having obviously taken the time to put on makeup and do their hair up nicely. Brittney wearing makeup was especially a dead giveaway as she only wore it on special occasions.

Then there was the elegant matching white satin robes they were both wearing. It was a Christmas present from him to the both of them last year, and other than that Christmas Eve when they had both tried their robes on, it was the first time they had worn their robes together since then.

His anger never stood a chance as he gazed at his wife and daughter both looking so gorgeous in their matching robes.

"Fine, fine, you can stay but I am still, you know, angry with the both of you," he responded while trying his best to still sound upset.

"Well let's see if you can stay angry at both your mommy and your little girl after you unwrap your birthday presents from them, little boy."

Brittney looked at first her mother, and then her father, in confusion. She was about to ask what her mother was talking about when Crystal, noticing the confused look on her daughter's face, made a bold decision.

"Let me explain, sweetheart."

She sat Brittney down on the bed, then settled down next to her, while shooting her husband a look that said "silence".

Everett ignored the look and started to speak, "Honey, I don't think she needs to hear--"

Crystal glared at her husband. If he wasn't going to play along with her naughty plan it would totally collapse. She would make one attempt to get him to go along and if not... well it would be his loss.

Making her voice as harsh as possible, Crystal snapped at him, "Look, little boy, don't ever interrupt Mommy when she is talking. Do you understand?"

Everett was stunned at the severity of his wife's tone. She reserved this tone only for when she was feeling extra frisky and they were in the midst of playing their "Mommy and her little boy" sex games. Could she actually want Brittney to see this, or was this just a prelude for later when they were alone.

Before he could formulate a response, Brittney started to giggle, being amused at the sharp tone of voice her mother used on her father, and at the way she called him "little boy".

Crystal now wheeled on her daughter, deciding to go all in on her risqué gambit. "I don't know what you are giggling about little girl. Your daddy knows better than to cross his mommy... especially when she is trying to make his birthday extra special."

Brittney, surprised her mother was snapping at her so harshly, promptly looked down mumbling a quiet, "Sorry Mommy".

Curious to find out how far his wife was planning on taking things, Everett decided to also play along. "I am sorry too, Mommy."

"Very good. So now that you both understand just who is in charge tonight you shall obey me without complaint... isn't that right?"

Brittney looked at her mom with a questioning look, one that said are you serious, but when her mother returned her look with an ultra-serious look that showed she was not at all kidding, Brittney quickly fell in line... as did her father.

Crystal turned back to Brittney, and taking her hands gently, she told her, "Now Brittney, sweetheart, listen closely. Your daddy has abandonment issues. First, his mother left him at a young age, and then his first wife, your mother, also abandoned him and you both. Didn't you ever wonder why your daddy married someone like me who is so much older than him?"

"I don't know, I just thought he married you because you were so pretty and so nice."

Crystal paused, flattered at her daughter's praise before continuing to lay the groundwork for her wicked little plan. "You have to understand Brittney maybe that is why your daddy was so upset seeing you flirting with those boys this afternoon. He thinks maybe you are going to up and run off and abandon him too... for some stupid boy."

Brittney looked at her mother and begin to protest. "I would never--"

"Don't tell me sweetie, tell him."

Brittney turned to her daddy. "Daddy, you are my hero and that is forever and I will never abandon you."

"Thank you sweetie," Everett answered quietly, although deep down inside his heart he knew she would leave... eventually.

"I think your daddy needs more than words to convince him, Brittney. I think this might be a good time for you to allow him to unwrap the birthday present you got him."

Crystal stood up, taking both of their hands and leading them over to the comfortable padded chaise nestled in a corner next to the mini bar.

"Now you sit here, honey and prepare yourself because I am pretty sure you are really going to like what your daughter got you for your birthday."

Everett moved to the edge of the chaise as Crystal directed Brittney to move around so she was standing directly in front of him.

Looking over Brittney's shoulder as she stood behind her, Crystal told her husband, "Go ahead and unwrap your present darling."

"But where is it. I mean she doesn't have anything."

"What I got you is hiding under my robe, Daddy," Brittney quietly told him.

When Everett didn't respond as he tried to process the implications of what his daughter just told him, Crystal stepped up to the rescue. Leaning forward, she whispered, just loud enough for her husband to hear also, "Maybe mommy should unwrap your present for you huh, sweetie."

Brittney smiled faintly before whispering to her daddy, "Would that be OK, Daddy... Mommy unwrapping your present for you?"

"Of course that would be fine..."

Everett's heart began to race as he watched his wife reach around and untie the knot holding his daughter's robe shut, and after getting the tie on the robe unknotted, Crystal slowly slipped the satin robe off of her daughter's body.

What Brittney was wearing under her robe was simply breathtaking: it was a stunning white lace bra with matching thong panties that made Everett's cock come instantly alive. Indeed, the pretty white bra stood out in shimmering beauty against his daughter's deeply tanned bronzed skin making a perfectly gorgeous contrast.

Even better, maybe, was the way the bra left no doubt as to what an absolutely nice set of tits his eighteen year old daughter possessed.

Everett took a deep breath, almost stunned, at this incredible turn of events.

Crystal leaned forward, whispering in her daughter's ear. Brittney turned back to look at her mother, who nodded her head before whispering, "Do it now."

Turning back to her father, Brittney, making her voice as sweet and innocent as possible, whispered, "Do you like my new bra, Daddy? You are the first to see how it looks on me."

Tilting her head to one side seductively, she whispered again. "Please Daddy tell me this makes up for me not showing my new bikini off to you first."

"Hmm, yeah, I think it just might, honey and you know, I think I like your new bra even better than that sexy little string bikini you were running around in at my party earlier. I mean, you look so utterly beautiful in your new bra that I feel I must look away before my eyes get burned by its awesome beauty."

It was the truth--all except the looking away part. As for that, Everett simply couldn't help himself. He was staring directly at his daughter's chest; directly at those youthful tits of hers so proudly showed off in her new bra. Maybe because he was more than a little drunk, he did little to disguise the fact he was staring at his daughter's tits.

Brittney having noticed the way her daddy's gaze was so intently focused on her chest, liked the feeling of sexiness it gave her. The fact was Brittney, like her step mom, had always enjoyed showing off, had always enjoyed being the center of attention, and this was even more so on special occasions, like today at her daddy's birthday party.

Now the lethal combination of wanting to get back in her daddy's good graces, coupled with the few small sips of wine her mother shared with her downstairs when they were talking, conspired to weave a magical, forbidden spell over her heart.

Crystal, noting also how intently her husband was staring at their daughter's chest, decided to stir the pot a bit. "You know honey, your mother can just tell by the way your daddy is staring at your new bra that he really likes it."

"Good, but maybe I should put my robe back on now, Mom?" The truth was she didn't want to put her robe back on because she too noticed how her daddy's eyes seemed to have become stuck on her tits. She only suggested this out of curiosity to see what kind of reaction it might bring forth from either of them..

"Why sweetie?" her mother immediately snapped at her, showing some obvious irritation.

Feeling playful, Brittney turned to her mom as she decided to pretend at being ultra-shy.

"Just coz I am shy, Mommy."

Crystal flickered her eyes at her husband. This was a nonverbal cue to him stating she wanted him to intercede here. They had been married long enough where Everett easily picked up on the majority of his wife's unspoken cues.

Feigning anger, he snapped at Brittney, "Yeah, right, shy my ass. You weren't so shy little girl running around my party earlier out by the pool in your skimpy little bikini for the whole world to see, but now, alone in your Mom and Dad's bedroom, two people you should trust above all others, all of a sudden you're little Ms. Shy!"

"Well earlier I was with my friends. I mean all my girlfriends were wearing bikinis so... my bikini didn't really stand out so I guess, I mean, I felt more comfortable."

Now it was Crystal's turn to snap at her daughter. Somehow, without any prior discussion, Crystal and Everett decided to play the bad cop/good cop routine on their daughter-- with a twist. The twist was simple: there was no "good cop" in this routine, only "bad cop" and "really bad cop" which was a fact the innocent young Brittney was about to find out.

"Oh I see!" Crystal barked before stepping back. Leaning over, she picked up Brittney's robe from the floor. "You can only show off around your friends huh, but not for your mom and dad. Go ahead put your damn robe back on then."

Crystal angrily shoved the satin robe back in her daughter's hands as she stood there, glaring at her.

"Mom, why are you so mad?" Brittney responded while hiding her inner happiness that her shy little act had caused such emotions to bubble over in both of her parents.

"Oh I don't know honey. Maybe it's because we spent all that time at the mall shopping for new bras for you and now instead of being proud to show your nicest one off to me and your daddy you want to play like you are so shy."

Brittney paused. "I am shy and innocent. You guys know that. I mean you never let me do anything."

"Yes I suppose we are overprotective of you sweetie," Crystal said, softening her voice, "but that is only because we love you so much."

"I know you do, but it's just that..." Brittney paused again after getting the robe wrapped back around her body.

"Go on baby tell us... it's just that what?" Crystal said placing her hands on Brittney's shoulders.

"It's just that no one has ever seen me in my underwear before... I mean not since I got older anyway, and it just seems a little naughty is all... to, you know, show off like that."

"That's understandable sweetheart... Isn't it hon?" Crystal said glancing at her husband as her hands slipped down and off of Brittney's shoulders.

Everett nodded his head in agreement as he stared at his wife's hands, sliding up and down his daughter's bare arms under the short sleeved robe, while wondering if they might wander elsewhere... like to her chest.

"You are shy, of course, and that is part of what makes you so very attractive, but don't you trust us sweetie, me and your daddy?" Crystal's hands were slowly slipping over toward the front of her daughter's robe.

"Yes, of course," Brittney said before looking down just as her mother started to undo her robe again.

"And since we are such a close family baby, the three of us.. " Crystal was tugging at the robe's knot as Brittney's hands came fluttering up in an attempt to stop them.

Crystal again gave her husband another nonverbal cue, flickering her eyes at him, and then down to Brittney's hands.

Everett reached out, snatching his daughter's hands into his, holding them tight. "Like your mother was saying pumpkin, we are a close family so nothing really naughty can ever happen between us as long as it's done with tenderness and love."

"I guess," Brittney said feeling the knot come undone and her robe beginning to slip down and off her shoulders.

"Besides, baby girl, it would be a shame to keep such a pretty bra covered up, especially since you did buy it, maybe subconsciously huh, with your daddy in mind."

"I... I was hoping he would like it maybe," Brittney said as she fell back to following the original plan outlined by her mother earlier when they were alone in her bedroom.

Crystal finished removing the robe and this time tossed it across the bed and out of reach. "Now let's talk about just how sweet and innocent you are little girl."

Picking up on the gambit, Everett added, "Yes, I am wondering about that myself. Even though me and your mother don't let you date maybe you sneak out with boys behind our backs?"

"No, no, never," Brittney cried. It was the truth.

Crystal smiled. This was definitely heading in the right direction. Now, if only she could keep the momentum going just maybe she would finally be able to give her husband his ultimate dream--and the most perfect, and most forbidden, birthday present of all time.

"So you have never been kissed? Never had a boy punch his eager tongue in your mouth and swirl it around?" Crystal asked.

"Never had a boy's roaming hands try to feel you up?" Everett interjected before Brittney could even answer her mother's question.

"Or a girl's," Crystal added with a knowing snicker.

Brittney shook her head as she shifted back and forth on her feet nervously between her parents. This part of the plan her mother had definitely not outlined back in her bedroom.

"So it means those beautiful tits of yours are pure and untouched, unseen even... like freshly fallen snow in a remote backcountry." Crystal declared sweetly before adding, "Now don't lie to us."

"Yes, Mommy they have never been touched... I swear and nobody has seen them either," Brittney's mind was whirling from the way things seemed to be going so far off script.

The way her mother outlined things earlier in her bedroom was about how she should make a somewhat dramatic demonstration of showing off her new bra to her daddy, letting him be the first to see it-- as a sort of make-up gesture for everything that happened earlier.

Then she was to follow up with a bit of innocent flirting and/or teasing, like she always did whenever she had something new and pretty to show off to him.

Crystal assured Brittney her father would be thrilled in the courage it would take allowing herself to be seen in her new bra, and then all would be forgiven.

But now this! Yeah, this was growing much more serious by the minute, and by both their tone and attitude with her, and the deep probing questions, she could only wonder where it was ultimately heading.

The better question was: did she even possess the courage to put an end to it? A maybe even better question might have been: did she even want to put an end to it because, truthfully, Brittney was finding a quiet thrill in the ongoing drama being played out.

As she stood there between them, she felt their questioning stares. Did they believe her? Was they upset because they thought she had been sneaking around behind their back with boys.

Deciding she needed to defend her honor some more, she turned to her mother first. "Mom, how could I sneak around? I mean you guys are so overprotective of me that I never have a chance to go out and be naughty."

Turning back to her father, she added, "Daddy, you believe me right? That I am still a good girl. Right?"

Everett only smiled and said nothing, content to let his wife continue to lead things.

Crystal reached out, gently turning her daughter's face around toward her. Speaking slowly, choosing her words carefully, Crystal made what she hoped would be the decisive move.

"Honey, did you ever consider we had a good reason to be so overprotective of our little girl?" After running her fingers through her light brown hair, Crystal reached around and took her daughter's hands turning her fully toward her.

In a soft sweet whisper, Crystal went for broke. "Maybe me and your daddy have just been saving you, saving that beautiful virgin body of yours, all for ourselves."

Crystal took a step forward, pressing her body up against her daughter's. Brittney, still reeling from the implications of what her mother just whispered to her, now felt her father's looming presence behind her.

Carefully, he began kneading her neck and shoulders, sending shivers up and down her spine as he whispered in her ear. "Honey we both love you so much and that's why your mother said that."

"Yes, I know," Brittney answered quietly and then, wanting to shift the attention away from her, she said, "Hey when are you going to give Daddy your present, Mom?"

"I think maybe would be a good time huh." Turning her attention to her husband Crystal said, "My present for you little boy is under my robe also, but maybe you would rather have your daughter unwrap it for you."

"Yes that would be nice I think."

Brittney hesitated. She was not sure what to do. Somehow, she sensed taking her mother's robe off at this juncture might set her upon a forbidden path of which there might be no escape. She was both afraid to obey her mother while being equally nervous about not doing what she was told.

Crystal sensing her daughter's indecision, decided to give her a bit of help.

After Crystal guided Brittney over to the bed, she sat her down before giving her husband a sly smile and steering her daughter's hands to the front of her robe.

Pleading softly, Crystal told her, "Now c'mon on sweetie and do this for your daddy as don't you think he deserves to see what I got him for his birthday?"

The pleading in her mom's voice quelled the last of any doubts Brittney might have had.

Everett was sitting over on the lone bar stool across the bedroom from them, sipping a fresh drink, while enjoying where his wicked wife was taking things.

After undoing the knotted tie holding her mom's robe shut, Brittney carefully stripped it off of her body revealing a black bra and panty set. The cups of the bra were adorned with gold flowers giving it altogether sexy and elegant look, but the real present may have been how the bra showed off so nicely Crystal's new breast lift.

Crystal glanced over at her husband and could tell by the hungry look on his face he liked his present, but wanting confirmation she elicited the opinion of her daughter.

"You think he likes his birthday present, baby?"

"Yes, "Brittney replied.

"I would think so considering your daddy has a bit of a bra fetish."

"What is that? A bra fetish," she naively asked.

"It means he really finds women, in sexy bras that show off their tits nicely, to be a super turn on."

Crystal moved closer to her daughter, causing a flutter of butterflies in her stomach as her mom drew nearer. The butterflies were maybe caused by the fact Brittney seemed to be having an incredibly hard time taking her eyes off her mom's super nice tits.

The butterflies really started hopping around as Crystal reached out and gently touched Brittney's face. "What about you baby, do you like your mother's present for your daddy. I mean do you like the way it shows off what a nice pair of boobies your mommy has huh?"

"It really does," Brittney replied a bit embarrassed as she was speculating how her mom had maybe caught her staring at her tits.

Crystal, sensing the time was right to really push things along, used a gentle hand on her daughter's cheek to direct her attention back toward her before taking another small step forward. "Do you wanna touch them honey. Maybe you are curious huh about how another woman's boobs might feel?"

"Mom, I'm... I'm not like that! I like boys."

"Oh don't be so dramatic sweetheart. I wasn't suggesting you were a lesbian. I just thought you might be a little curious is all. You know a lot of young teen age girls are curious about other women, especially older women and that's just... you know... normal."

"You mean being curious when it comes to the sexy stuff about other women is normal?" Brittney asked.

"Yes. I know I was when I was your age. Fortunately, I had an older roommate at college who helped me explore my curiosity... just like I want to help you explore yours."

Crystal reached out and took Brittney's hands guiding them toward her chest as she whispered, "C'mon honey, let your mom help you explore."

Brittney was about to say OK when--suddenly-- she remembered her daddy was in the room. She turned to him; he was staring at the two of them... much like a cat stares at a mouse before pouncing.

"But what about Daddy?" she whispered as she tried to pull her hands away.

Crystal gripped her daughter's hands tighter. "Forget about him. Concentrate on your mom... OK? Trust me, he will be just fine over there watching us. It will be like a birthday present for him and something special for us. Go on... please baby... be brave for me."

Brittney gave in completely then to her mother's soft pleas, allowing her hands to be guided northward until they bumped up against her mom's tits.

"Go on sweetie, feel them. I know you want to. I can see it in your eyes."

Like sticking a toe in the water to test how warm it is, Brittney, using both hands, gave each of her mom's tits a gentle squeeze through the soft bra cups causing Crystal to whisper, "Hmm, that's it baby, nice and gentle. Go on squeeze them some more."

Liking the way they felt; liking the way her mother was pleading with her, Brittney started to fondle her mom's tits more aggressively.

Everett downed the last of his whiskey and coke before sitting the glass down hard on the bar counter. He didn't know how things had gotten this far, but he was not complaining as watching his beautiful young daughter run her hands all over his wife's tits through that super sexy bra of hers was quite the turn on.

Finally, Brittney paused in fondling her mom's tits before giving her a pensive look. Dropping her voice to a quiet whisper she said, "Mom are you sure this is OK... what I'm doing?"

"Let's ask your father," Crystal said. "Honey, can you come over here. Your daughter wants to ask you something."

Everett quickly crossed the room to them. "You wanted to ask me something, Brittney, honey?"

"So isn't it kind of naughty... me touching mommy like this?"

Everett glanced at Crystal. She had a mischievous smile on her face, indicating he should answer the question in such a way as to encourage his daughter to do... more.

Taking her by the hands, Everett guided her down into a sitting position on the bed. After he sat down next to her, he looked at her seriously. "Well, honey, yeah, it might be a little naughty, but it's definitely not wrong as long as you are doing it with love and it sure looks like your mother loves you touching her breasts. What about you... do you like touching them? You said they are nice."

Brittney hesitated slightly before answering. "Yes, I do like touching them. It's kind of fun, but still its naughty and you guys said I should never be naughty."

Crystal interjected now ready to take control of the situation once more. "Honey, we said don't be naughty with other people... like your friends. We are your parents so it's OK to be naughty with us sometimes."

"I guess," Brittney replied softly finding it hard to argue with their logic.

"Besides," Crystal said cheerily as she plopped down on the bed on the other side of Brittney, "It's your daddy's birthday, remember. And it's OK to be naughty on birthdays."

"It is?" Brittney asked before turning to him.

"Sure honey and now that I am sitting here... so close... maybe you can play with your mommy's boobies some more. Before I was really too far away to see very much the first time."

Flanked on either side by her very naughty, and very demanding parents, Brittney knew resistance would be futile so she gave in. Completely.

As her hands came into contact with her mom's tits once more her daddy leaned toward her whispering, "That's it baby, now play with them all nice like... for me."

OK, Daddy," Brittney answered quietly as she began to firmly knead her mom's tits this time not holding back at all. Crystal leaned back on the bed, thrusting her chest out, confident her daughter would no longer need her hands to push things along.

She was right. Brittney fondled her mom's tits through the bra liking the way they bounced and jiggled under her firm touch. Crystal looked over at Everett; he was quite noticeably squirming on the bed. He obviously was hard down there and would need to be included in the fun and games, probably sooner rather than later.

Reaching up, Crystal removed her daughter's hands from her boobs before whispering, "Honey, while I think your daddy is really enjoying watching his daughter play with his Mommy's boobies we need to include him in our fun and games. After all it is some little boy's birthday."

"Yes, I agree," Brittney said giggling once more over her mom calling her father a "little boy".

"Very good then. I think we should start by some young lady sharing some very nice birthday kisses with her daddy."

Brittney turned to her father and after giving him a timid kiss or two on his cheek, Crystal used her hand on the back of her daughter's head to steer her lips toward his.

"Go on baby, don't be shy... give your daddy a nice kiss on his lips... I mean it is his birthday so he deserves something a little more from his daughter than a chaste kiss on the cheek... don't you think?"

"I suppose you are right, Mommy," Brittney responded quietly before leaning in and giving her daddy a soft kiss... directly on the lips.

After this initial kiss, Brittney tried to pull back but Crystal, using a firm hand on the back of her head, prevented her from doing so. "That was nice start baby," she whispered to her daughter, "but don't quit now as I'm sure your daddy would like some more kisses."

Trapped by both her mom's words, and her steady hand on the back of her head, Brittney gave her daddy several more light kisses.

Father and daughter exchanged several kisses, their lips smacking lightly together once, and then twice, before Everett took the plunge and carefully slipped his tongue into her mouth, swirling it around quickly.

The innocent Brittney was taken by surprise by his bold action. Pulling back she cried out, "Daddy is kissing me weird, Mommy. He is using his tongue."

Brittney knew what he was doing but decided, quite impulsively, to play the role of a totally innocent and naïve little girl since her mother and father seemed to enjoy thinking of her like that when it came to her knowing about the sexy stuff.

"Oh no baby, that is the French way of kissing. Don't get scared. You will get used to it and I bet, if you give it a chance, you'll end up liking it."

"OK," Brittney said happily as her naïve innocent act was being accepted without question.

Their lips came together again, and this time when he snaked his tongue into her mouth Brittney eagerly accepted it.

"Good girl," Crystal whispered in her ear while stroking her hair. "Now kiss your daddy back like that."

Brittney tentatively slipped her tongue into her daddy's mouth, liking the way it felt. After Everett jabbed his tongue back in her mouth several times they parted, but not before they shared one final breathless kiss.

Finally, it was Crystal's turn to be jealous. Turning Brittney toward her, she said in an urgent whisper, "Kiss your mommy like that baby. She is feeling a bit neglected."

Brittney had no time to even consider an answer as Crystal aggressively smashed her mouth against her daughter's. They engaged in a series of hot kisses, tongues snaking in and out of each other's mouths, before Everett interceded and turned Brittney back his way. It was his turn again.

Brittney's head was left spinning from the three way kissing fest that seemed to go on forever before both Crystal and Everett pulled back from their daughter.

"So honey are you ready?" her mother asked sweetly.

"Ready for what?" Brittney replied in a small voice. She was both scared and excited all at once. This was going faster and further than she could have ever imagined.

"To be felt up for the first time. I think you should let your father have the honor being its birthday. Would that be OK with you sweetie?"

When Brittney didn't answer right away Crystal turned on the charm. "Oh please baby, say yes, as that would be a real nice birthday present for your daddy... don't you think... you letting him be the very first to feel you up."

Brittney turned to her father before whispering sweetly, "Do you think that would be a nice present, Daddy?"

"That would be one of the best birthday presents ever little girl," Everett replied as he stared longingly at his daughter's chest.

Brittney looked down bashfully before playing the shy card again. "Yeah, but I'm still a little insecure about showing off my boobies... even to my parents."

"Hmm, that's OK baby... as I think your daddy would be very much OK with feeling up those nice virgin boobies of yours through your sexy bra."

"Well, OK then but only as long as I don't have to take off my bra," Brittney whispered.

Sighing, she closed her eyes, leaning back against her mother, ready to be felt up for the first time... by her daddy. It seemed like such a wicked fantasy; a wicked fantasy that she could not escape; a wicked fantasy she was not trying very hard to escape from.

Crystal carefully guided Everett's hands up and onto Brittney's tits. He fondled them tenderly as Brittney let out a gentle sigh.

Wrapping her arms around her daughter's mid-section, nice and tight, Crystal leaned over and whispered to Everett, "Do they feel nice little boy?"

"They do, Mommy." Everett croaked in a voice hoarse with forbidden desire as he begin to knead his daughter's tits a bit more aggressively through her pretty bra.

"I bet they are nice and firm," she replied before lowering her mouth to Brittney's ear. "Is it OK if Mommy feels them too, honey?"

"It's OK, Mommy," Brittney replied as she begin to squirm at the mere thought of being felt up by both her parents at the same time.

Crystal slipped her hands up, cupping her daughter's tits gently while Everett tenderly squeezed them through her bra.

"Oh God, what are you guys doing to me?" Brittney moaned as she felt her nipples stiffen.

"Do you want us to stop, honey?" her mother whispered in her ear.

"N-no..." she said quietly.

Speaking to her sharply, Crystal snapped, "Good but later, in a few moments, we are going to be removing that pretty bra of yours young lady and I don't want to hear anything to the contrary... Am I understood!"

Brittney only thought briefly of protesting before thinking better of it as based on the sharp tone of her voice her mother would not take kindly to any hint of disobedience.

"Yes, I understand," Brittney replied timidly.

Crystal, happily considering how her young daughter was meekly going along with everything, lowered her mouth to Brittney's neck and began to shower it with kisses just as Everett joined in, bringing his mouth to hers.

Father and daughter kissed again--this time with wanton lust-- as Crystal found the weak spot on her daughter's neck. She proceeded to attack it with reckless abandon, turning poor Brittney into mere putty in their hands.

The two sets of hands all over her tits, fondling them ever so gently, her daddy's tongue stabbing in her mouth, her mother's tongue lapping ever so lightly at her neck, alternating between rough kisses and tender nibbles, had Brittney whining with pleasure.

After Crystal pulled back, Everett, sensing what his wife wanted, also drew back. Both father and daughter then, knowing exactly who was in charge, turned to their "mommy" with two pairs of expectant eyes, ready to do her wicked bidding.

"It's time," Crystal announced.

"For what?" Brittney asked.

"For the great unveiling of your young virgin tits and my new and improved tits. Your daddy... and my little boy is dying to see them both I bet."

"I am very much so," Everett replied.

"Good then go get the vanity bench and bring it over here, next to the bed, so you can have a ringside seat. Hurry up now."

Crystal was an expert in the art of teasing and she was about to create her ultimate masterpiece. After getting the vanity bench in place a few feet away from the bed Crystal, using her sternest voice, barked, "Now sit down and tuck them dirty little hands of yours under your butt little boy and don't let me dare see you move them."

Deciding to see just how hot she could get her husband before he exploded, Crystal pushed on with her wicked plan, but then something totally unexpected happened.

"Mommy why does he have to sit on his hands?"

"So he doesn't do anything naughty while he watches us, sweetie."

"But little boys don't always mind. Ahh, maybe we should do something more than having him just sit on his hands. I mean you are going to be paying lots of attention to me right?

"Of course, sweetie."

"And what if, while you are distracted, he does something naughty?"

"You know I never thought of that. He can be a bad boy sometimes. What do you think we should do to make sure his hands stay in place?"

"OK, I have an idea but don't get mad if I tell you."

"Tell me and I promise Mommy will keep her temper."

"Well I was snooping in your room once, a while ago, and found something."

"What?" Crystal said trying to keep her growing excitement in check although she had a fairly good idea of just what little Ms. Snooper found.

"In the bottom drawer of your nightstand under some of your old nightgowns I found a couple pairs of handcuffs and some... other weird stuff."

"Oh you did huh? And you are thinking maybe we should use the handcuffs on your daddy to ensure he behaves like his mommy told him to."

"Yes, I think so."

Daughter like mother, Everett thought with a sigh as Crystal was especially fond of playing bondage games.

"I think that is a good idea so why don't you be a little angel and go grab the handcuffs out of the drawer. They are still there where you found them."

When she was halfway over to the nightstand drawer Crystal called out after her daughter, "Oh and honey, why don't you bring that other weird stuff you discovered while you're at it."

A minute later, Everett was sitting on the vanity bench with his hands securely cuffed behind his back, watching as his wife settled down in the middle of their king sized bed facing their daughter. The "weird stuff" Brittney had been referring to was spread out on the bed between them.

The weird stuff, which was actually Crystal's collection of sex toys, consisted of a purple double dong, a vibrating wand with a white handle and large purple head, and a small vibrating butt plug. Mixed in among the toys were a pair of a dark sashes that could serve either as a blindfolds or as additional restraints, and a large flesh colored strap on dildo.

"What is all this stuff?" Brittney asked sweetly doing her best to act totally naïve once again. While having no real experience with any of the toys, Brittney did have a basic understanding of what was what and a general idea of how it was used.

Everett's cock was already throbbing in anticipation of what he was getting ready to witness. Knowing his wife, he knew it was going to be hot.

"All this stuff baby, is just your mother's toys."

"Really, can we play with them, Mommy?" Brittney asked innocently.

"Tell you what. Don't give me a hard time in taking off your bra so we can show off those lovely tits of yours to your daddy and I will let you explore the wonders of Mommy's toys with her."

"I would like to, but I am just really shy, Mommy. No one has ever seen my bare breasts before."

"Oh I know baby, and really, it would be an honor, a real honor, if your Mommy and Daddy where the first to see them don't you think?"

"I guess," Brittney said doubtfully while playing her role of the innocent to the best of her ability and loving it.

"Hey, I have an idea. You know no one has ever seen your Mommy's boobies either."

"Wait, that's not true. I mean Daddy has seen them a bunch of times."

"Not since I had them done just recently baby he hasn't. I have been saving them as a... birthday present. So why don't we show them off together and you won't feel so alone. You let me take off your bra and I will let you take off mine at the same time." Stroking her face tenderly, Crystal added, "Now how does that sound, honey?"

"OK," Brittney replied softly after glancing over at her daddy. He had moved to the very edge of the vanity bench doubtlessly to get a better view.

They raised up on their knees facing each other and as Crystal guided Brittney's hands to the back of her bra, she quickly brought her own hands around to the back of Brittney's bra.

Their bras came unhooked at roughly the same time before each of them slowly slipped them off of each other. They both turned, in sync, and with wicked smiles, stared at Everett.

Bringing her mouth to her daughter's ear, Crystal whispered, "Ask your daddy if he likes your boobies, sweetie."

Brittney decided to add a bit of spice to things as she said to him softly, "Do you like your innocent young daughter's virgin boobies, Daddy?"

"Oh God yes, baby, they are beautiful." Indeed, Brittney's nicely sized breasts were the work of a creator in a good mood that day.

"What about mine, little boy. Do you like your Mommy's new and improved boobies?"

"Yes, Mommy," Everett immediately answered deciding he should send the doctor who performed this masterful uplift on his wife a thank you note. Her boobs, which had just started to show signs of sagging, were now perfectly uplifted and quite delicious looking.

Crystal leaned in close to her daughter, and after they exchanged a pair of nice kisses, she whispered something in Brittney's ear making her giggle out loud.

Everett heard his daughter whisper, "OK, Mommy," and then they pressed their boobs together and started rubbing them around in soft semi- circles.

Crystal, aggressive as always when it came to the sexy stuff, seemed to be dominating Brittney's breasts in this delightful battle of the boobs as she was slowly using her breasts to push her daughter onto her back causing Brittney to giggle with childlike glee.

Brittney ended up prone on the bed with her mom smashing her boobies down against her chest. Moving up, Crystal used her tits to massage her daughter's face for several glorious moments with Brittney's only response being to close her eyes and enjoy the nice facial boobie massage.

Opening her eyes, Brittney found one of her mom's distended nipples mere inches from her quivering lips. Closing her eyes once more, she opened her mouth wide preparing to do what was expected of her.

Everett had thought watching his wife and daughter rub their tits together, he loved the contrast between Crystal's large man made boobs and his daughter's all natural ones, was just about the hottest thing he ever witnessed, but now watching his young daughter sucking vigorously on her mom's breasts was easily surpassing the titty rubbing.

Crystal moaned loudly as Brittney's tongue circled her nipple before she took it into her mouth deeply. Crystal let Brittney's eager young mouth nibble on her tits for some time before she dropped down with her own hungry mouth and attacked her daughter's lovely twin mounds.

Brittney arched her back, allowing her mother to feast upon her virgin tits. Her moans were growing increasingly desperate as Crystal's slipped a hand down toward her panties.

Raising up, Crystal whispered, "Can Mommy play with that sweet little pussy of yours honey?"

Brittney looked up at her mother with wide eyed innocence nodding her head yes as she slowly spread her legs, allowing her mother to slip one hand inside her panties.

"Oh... My... God!" Crystal exclaimed as one finger carefully dipped inside Brittney. Turning to Everett with a cunning smile, she whispered loudly, "Jesus, she has a tight little cunt and Christ she is so wet."

Crystal wriggled her finger inside of Brittney, just a bit, before bringing her thumb up, using it to stroke her daughter's clit. Brittney let out a low moan as her mom continued to caress her clit.

"Oh look at you squirm you the poor thing. Is Mommy making you all hot?"

"Mmm, yes, Mommy."

"Good, coz now she has a surprise for you, baby."

She picked up the nearby dark sash; smiling at her daughter she said, "And in order for it to be really nice surprise you can't see it. So I have to put this on you and after I want you to be a good girl and take off those panties of yours, hon."

Brittney complied; it was much too late for protesting. Allowing her mom to fit the dark sash carefully around her head, cutting off her vision completely, Brittney could only wonder what her surprise might be. She suspected her mother might be getting ready to use one of her toys on her--or so she hoped.

Crystal gave her husband a wink before she picked up the vibrating wand. Looking directly at him she announced, "Now little boy you really are going to be squirming as you watch your Mommy play with your daughter."

After carefully getting herself into the right position, Crystal flicked the wand on to its lowest setting. It hummed to life as she lowered her mouth to Brittney's ear.

"Spread your legs wide baby so I can give you your secret present."

Brittney, her heart pounding in anticipation, spread her legs just as she heard a low humming noise start up. The approaching hum of the vibrating wand only served to increase her growing excitement.

Showering Brittney's lips with the lightest of kisses, Crystal gently brushed the large pulsating head against her daughter's nipples. Brittney let out a moan just as Crystal slipped her tongue into her mouth.

The women kissed, tongues battling in a wicked embrace, as the wand, after attacking Brittney's nipples and making them fully erect, slid down and in between her legs. Crystal watched with amusement as Brittney's whole body jerked when the wand, guided expertly by her experienced hand, found its mark right away.

Rotating the wand in a circular motion, Crystal increased the speed another notch while lowering her mouth to her daughter's tits.

Everett groaned audibly. He was so fucking hard it was almost painful. He watched as his wife sucked on his daughter boobs--savagely it appeared--as she worked the wand all over Brittney's tight little cunt.

After a minute or two of this, Brittney was panting like a dog, and near to coming, Everett suspected, but if he knew his wife he deduced Crystal would not let her come so quickly.

He was right. Crystal leaned back and after pulling her mouth away, she watched, amused as her daughter squirmed all over the bed. She turned up the wand even higher, pushing it firmly up against her clit for only a few seconds, but still it was enough to send convulsions throughout poor Brittney's entire body.

Knowing she was so very near, Crystal yanked the vibrator away leaving Brittney hanging on the edge.

"Mommy I was... I was almost there," she whined.

"I know you were baby." Crystal said as she removed the sash from around her daughter's eyes.

"So why did you stop?" Brittney said in a voice tinged with supreme disappointment as she sat up.

Everett, noting the angst in her daughter's voice in having her prize snatched away at the very last moment, wondered happily where his wife would take things next. Teasing was something his wife was highly adept at and loved doing... as his daughter was in the process of finding out.

"Well, if you must know." Crystal paused before looking over at Everett. "I was thinking of your daddy, baby girl. I mean look at him... all alone over there watching us play. He looks a bit lonely, huh."

"Yes. He does look lonely, Mommy. Should we do something about it?"

"I think so, but only because it's his birthday, and no one should be lonely on their birthday. I guess we should go over there and give him some attention."

The two girls both sashayed over to Everett, bemused smiled on their faces before they both sat down on either side of him. The vanity bench was just long enough to accommodate the three of them as the two girls snuggled up next to him.

"Did you like watching Mommy make me almost come Daddy?" Brittney asked her father sweetly.

"Yes, I did baby."

"And you liked watching us suck on each other's boobies too I bet?"

Everett swallowed hard and nodded his head. Oh yeah, the teasing was not yet over.

Crystal, noticing how her daughter's eyes kept flickering to the noticeable bulge inside her husband's jeans, decided to see just how far she could push things between them.

"Honey, I think you are noticing... ahh, that rather large bulge inside your poor daddy's jeans huh?"

Brittney turned to her mother and nodded her head yes.

"Are you curious about it? I suppose you have never seen a man's penis before?"

Brittney shook her head no.

"Well here, give me your hand. Maybe it's time Mommy taught you a thing or two about a man's body."

Crystal reached across Everett, taking her daughter's hand. As she gave her husband a shrewd smile, slowly she guided Brittney's nervous hand to his crotch. Pushing it up against the large bulge in his jeans, she smiled when Brittney let out a noticeable gasp as her hand came in contact with his hardness.

"Here... let's move your hand around a bit hon. Do some exploring. I bet your daddy would like that."

Brittney allowed her mother to guide her hand up and down Everett's hardness, liking the way it felt, but more importantly, liking the way it made him squirm and struggle against the handcuffs. It gave her a feeling of immense power.

Turning to her Mommy, Brittney said quietly, "Mommy can I ask you something?

"Sure baby?"

"I don't want Daddy to hear. I'm embarrassed."

"Well just whisper it my ear, sweetie."

After Brittney made her quiet confession to her mom, Crystal pulled back before telling her, "Oh sweetie that was nothing to be embarrassed about. You are just curious as any sweet, innocent, young girl might be about such things."

Crystal made extra sure to emphasize the words sweet, innocent, and young when she spoke, knowing it would only increase her husband's excitement.

For the past year they had been kicking around the idea of having a threesome, with the third member of the party being a younger girl, eighteen or nineteen at the most. Although knowing it would be a longshot, per her husband's deepest desire the girl should also be both sweet and innocent, preferably a virgin and wholly naïve about sex, or least pretend to be all that, but he never dreamed it might end up being his very own daughter.

"Well, go ahead and ask him sweetheart," Crystal encouraged Brittney.

Brittney only smiled shyly and said quietly, "You ask him Mommy."

"OK." Turning to Everett she said, "Honey, your daughter wants to see your cock. She has never seen one before and is more than a little curious I think. Would it be OK if we got it out for her?"

Everett barely could find the words. This was such an impossible dream, but finally he managed to croak out a barely audible, "Yes."

Crystal ordered Everett to stand up, and after removing his belt, Crystal hooked a pair of fingers around the waistband of his jeans and gave them a nice solid yank. They ended up on the floor around his ankles as Brittney stood gazing at the large tent pole inside of her father's navy blue boxers.

Crystal got up and moved around so she was standing behind him, before she slowly pulled his boxers down. Released, Everett's cock sprung forward causing Brittney to first gasp, and then giggle with girlish delight.

"So what do you think honey?" Crystal whispered as she peaked around her husband.

"It's so big Mommy?" Brittney exclaimed.

"Hmm, I think he is just a shade over seven inches... a decent size alright."

"Can I... can I touch it."

"Sure baby. Here, let Mommy help you."

Darting quickly around Everett, Crystal sat down on the vanity bench next to her daughter. Taking her hand, she guided it slowly over to her husband's hardness.

"Nice huh," Crystal purred as she pushed her daughter's hand against her husband's penis. "Go on... run your fingers... lightly, very lightly, along the underside of it and see what happens."

Brittney did as her mother instructed and gently brushed her fingers slowly along the entire underside of her daddy's cock. She watched it twitch and grow even harder as her mother stood up and crossed the room.

Halfway across the room Crystal paused before saying, "Go on baby girl and keep playing with your daddy's cock while I get something. I will be just a quick minute."

Brushing her fingers along the underside of his cock once more, this time a bit more deliberately, Brittney looked up at her daddy, whispering sweetly, "Do you like that Daddy. Am I being a good little girl?"

Everett let out a low moan before whispering back, "Oh God yes baby. You are being so good."

Returning from the bathroom, Crystal brought a small bottle of lube with her.

By now the ever curious Brittney was experimenting by running her fingers at different speeds along his underside before discovering he seemed to be most sensitive-- just under the bulbous head of his cock.

Using just her index finger, she brushed it up and down, slowly, and then faster, under the head of his cock, making it twitch like crazy.

"I think you found his most sensitive spot, baby. Hmm, I always knew you were a quick learner. Here put some of this on your hands and I will show you a neat little trick."

After sitting down next to her, Crystal squirted a generous amount of the strawberry flavored lube on Brittney hands. "Now wrap your hand around that nice cock of his, hon. Grip it tightly but not too tight," Crystal instructed her daughter.

Doing as her mother asked, Brittney wrapped her hand around the lower part of her daddy's shaft. "Now what Mommy?"

"Begin moving your hand up and down, hon."

Doing as instructed, Brittney watched curiously as her daddy's knees began to wobble as she stroked his hard cock up and down.

"Go on baby, move your hand faster... Hmm that's it... faster now... go on baby. You are doing so good."

Crystal slipped off the vanity bench and unto her knees so she could be at eye level with the action. "Now reach under and use one hand to cup his balls and then jiggle them softly in your hands. Here it will be easier if you get down on your knees next to me."

Brittney too slipped off the bench and positioned herself on her knees in front of her daddy. Crystal took her daughter's hand and pushed it over to his testicles. "Now cup them like I said... but keep stroking that big hard cock of his."

Crystal leaned forward whispering further instructions in her daughter's ear as she let go of Brittney's hand.

"Does that feel good Daddy?" Brittney whispered to him. "You like your baby girl playing with your cock."

Everett had lost the power of speech. Mumbling incoherently, he tipped his head back and closed his eyes.

"Let's have some real fun baby girl. Here try this."

Beside the lube, Crystal sneaked a large pink feather, along with a black duster out of the bathroom. She now pushed the feather in her daughter's hand while she wielded the duster.

Together they attacked Everett's aching cock. Brittney used the feather to tickle the underside of his cock, making him moan loudly as his struggles against the handcuffs only made her giggle... as did his further whining.

Brittney looked on with girlish delight, pausing in her own teasing, to watch her mother using the feather duster to fiendishly stroke all along her daddy's long hard shaft before dropping it down to lightly tickle his balls.

"Oh Jesus, you guys are killing me," Everett whimpered as he tried to step back from the delicious way they were both torturing him. This resulted in a firm rebuke from his mommy in the form of a hard slap on his ass.

"Hold still your silly little boy and take it. Your daughter is having fun you know and so is your mommy and if you dare try and step back again I will really give you something to whimper about."

Everett willed himself to stay in place as his delicious sweet torture continued. They switched toys after a minute with Brittney humming pleasantly while dancing the duster up and down his hardness. Apparently, she was really enjoying this whole teasing thing.

"God, Mommy his cock is really beginning to twitch," she exclaimed before reaching up and brushing her free hand against it. "Jesus and it's so hard!"

'Yes, well baby, I think your poor daddy has had about enough of our playful teasing," Crystal said as she took the feather out of her daughter's hand and stood up.

"What are we going to do now, Mommy?" Brittney asked eagerly while staring at her daddy's hard cock. A deep, desperate desire was growing in the pit of her stomach; one that she prayed her mother had a cure for as she continued to gaze at his manhood.

"Well after all this teasing your poor daddy has endured from his mommy and his baby girl don't you think we should do something... especially you little girl... to make him happy."

"You know I would do anything to make Daddy happy," Brittney responded eagerly as she smiled up at him.

"Really, well how about this..."

Crystal leaned over and whispered in Brittney's ear. What she heard, at first, caused Brittney to break out in giggles, before pulling away and staring at her mother with an astonished look on her face.

"Really, you want me to put it in my mouth! Well, I guess I can try, but I really I won't know what to do."

"Oh honey don't worry about that as I'll be right here besides you, whispering exactly what to do the whole time, sweetie."

After running her fingers through her daughter's hair, Crystal added, "So here, just move that pretty little mouth of yours a bit closer to your daddy's cock and..."

After grabbing the lube, Crystal bent down on her knees between them.

"Let me apply a bit of lube to your daddy's cock so it tastes good for you honey. You like strawberry flavor right?"

"Mommy, you know I love strawberries."

"Yes, of course I do and maybe that's why I bought this flavored lube in the first place... just for this special occasion. Anyways, here, let's work together. I will apply the lube and you be a good girl and rub it in all around real nice."

Brittney nodded her head as she watched her mom slather his cock with the lube. It was now her turn. Using both hands, she worked the flavored lube all up and down his hardness.

"Now are ready baby?" Crystal said her voice breaking with excitement.

Brittney nodded her head yes as she moved her mouth to within mere inches of her daddy's cock while her mother stroked her hair. Leaning forward, Crystal whispered just loud enough for Everett to hear, "Now use your tongue to tease him a bit. Pretend your daddy's cock is a sweet tasting strawberry Popsicle that you just wanna lick and lick again and again."

"OK, Mommy."

Brittney leaned forward delicately flicking her tongue out and around the head of his cock. "Hmm, it does tastes good."

Brittney continued to twirl her tongue around the head of his cock before letting it slip underneath as she remembered how sensitive he was down there.

"Flutter your tongue back and forth a bit... real fast then slow baby."

Following her mom's instructions, she flickered her tongue rapidly along the underside of his cock, before slowing down, and then gradually picking up speed again. Finally, as her daddy let out a loud moan, Brittney opened her mouth wide, closed her eyes, and begin to slowly suck his cock into her young mouth.

"Oh, you are doing so good baby girl," Crystal whispered as she reached under and cupped his testicles while she tangled her hand deep inside her daughter's hair in anticipation of what was to come next.

Brittney after getting nearly half of his cock in her mouth, needed to catch her breath. Letting his cock slip out of her mouth, she turned to her mother hoping she would not be in trouble.

Instead of being in trouble, Crystal received a warm smile from her mom as she whispered, "Ask him if he likes what you are doing baby."

Turning her face up to her daddy, she batted her eyes at him before whispering sweetly, "Do you like your little girl sucking on your big cock, Daddy? Am I doing a good job?"

"Oh God baby, you are... now please don't stop. Put it in your mouth again hon... more this time. Please, baby girl."

"Go on, you heard your daddy, he wants you to take more of it this time... so be a good girl and do what he says."

"But I can't take it all Mommy."

"Well, why not sweetie?"

Looking at his cock thoughtfully she whispered, "It's just too big."

"Oh honey, go ahead and try. For us... I think you can do it. Come on... don't be so easy to give up."

"OK, I'll try," Brittney answered quietly before taking a deep breath and closing her eyes.

She once again licked at the head of his cock, swirling her tongue around it making him shiver before she opened her mouth wide. Determined to get it all in her mouth this time, Brittney started to suck his cock into her mouth with a firm resolve.

Crystal happily watched as-- inch by inch-- Brittney made her husband's cock disappear inside her mouth. Offering her some soft encouragement, Crystal whispered, "Now suck on it good. Pretend it's the strawberry Popsicle again. Just a bit more hon. Come on, you can do it."

Properly encouraged, Brittney sucked her daddy's cock deeper into her mouth with a wicked purpose. Moving her mouth back down, Brittney let his cock slide out to where her lips were just resting on it before quickly taking it back into her willing mouth.

Gaining confidence, Brittney's mouth went up and down several times, faster and then slower; flickering her tongue out, she licked at the underside of his cock before swallowing as much as she could possibly take.

She could actually feel the tip of his cock tickling the back of her throat when her mom clapped her hands excitedly, "Oh God, look at our baby."

Crystal reached up, touching Everett's lightly on the cheek. "She took it all, honey. Isn't she just the best little girl ever!"

With her mouth flying up and down the shaft of his cock, Everett could only mumble incoherently; he needed to release and sooner rather than later.

His head lolled back as he shut his eyes and his knees begin to tremble. Crystal, recognizing all the signs of an impending mighty eruption and feeling positively wicked, took charge of things in a hurry.

Pulling gently on her daughter's hair, she whispered, "Quickly hon, take it out of your mouth. Lean back and close your eyes as I think your daddy has a pleasant surprise for his baby girl."

Brittney, of course, obeyed. Crystal, her hand already lubed up, gripped her husband's cock tightly and began stroking it swiftly with a skilled hand.

"Go on little boy come for Mommy please... that's it baby..." Crystal's hand glided up and down his hard shaft as she added the coup de grace cupping his balls in her other hand while jiggling them lightly... just the way he loved.

Everett closed his eyes and grunted as his cock exploded. Opening his eyes, he looked down to see a generous portion of white sticky cum dripping off his daughter's cheeks, nose, and lips.

Brittney had a look of utter surprise on her face while Crystal held her hand over her mouth, trying not to giggle. "Our daughter's first facial... courtesy of her Daddy... how sweet."

"Mommy, what..." Brittney reached up gingerly touching the warm cum. "Oh my God, it's all over my face--"

"Yes, sweetie. Go into the bathroom and I'll meet you there in a minute. I just gotta release your daddy from his awful bondage."

After helping Brittney get cleaned up in the bathroom where they took an extra-long time-- so her husband would have some additional time to recover before round two-- they returned to the bedroom to find Everett relaxing under a sheet on the bed. He assumed the night's wicked activities were done. He could not have been more wrong.

Leading her daughter over to the bed, Crystal announced, "Well honey you did such a good job with Daddy with that wicked little mouth of yours do you think you can now take care of Mommy?"

Brittney feeling playful, grabbed the handcuffs laying on the bed before twirling them around in her hand as she said, "I don't know, are you going to be handcuffed and helpless just like Daddy was when I take care of you?"

Everett had to suppress a laugh. If only she knew! Crystal never played the part of the victim. She was always--always--the dominant one.

But surprisingly, his wife simply turned and placed her hands behind her back as she told her daughter, "Sure hon, you want your mommy helpless, go ahead and slap the cuffs on her."

Raising up on his elbow, Everett looked keenly on at this strange turn of events thinking how this might be very interesting.

Taking the handcuffs, Brittney moved around behind her mother, and was just reaching to attach the cuffs around one of her wrists when, quite suddenly, in one fluid motion, Crystal whipped around and snatched the handcuffs out of her surprised daughter's hands.

Just as quick, she forcefully whipped Brittney around, securing the handcuffs around her wrists in a mere matter of seconds. Everett watched the action, feeling his cock twitch just enough from seeing both of their boobies bounce around as the action unfolded to understand he was far from being done for the night.

"Ha, tricked you little girl. You thought your Mommy would be that easy to capture. Not hardly."

"Mommy I... please release me. Come on... I--"

"Shhh... I shall release you soon enough my pretty little daughter... but first..."

Crystal took her handcuffed daughter by the arm, leading her over to the vanity bench. "Just as soon as you make me come by eating my pussy... something I'm sure you daddy would not mind watching at all."

Everett straightened up in bed. Leaning back against the headboard, he got comfortable as his wife beamed at him.

After reaching the bench, Crystal turned Brittney around and savagely kissed her before pushing her down into a sitting position on the bench. Barely having time to recover from her mother's wicked kiss, Brittney found her mom shoving her tits in her face.

"Now worship your Mommy's tits little girl!" Crystal urgently demanded as she snarled one hand deep in her daughter's hair.

Brittney started slow. She was still a bit bewildered by the sudden and unexpected way her mother turned the tables on her. Crystal, using her hand on the back of her daughter's head as a guide, closed her eyes as Brittney began to worship her breasts with an eager young mouth.

Showering her mother's boobies with a series of light delicate kisses, Brittney found her desire only seemed to have increased by having her hands secured behind her back, leaving her so utterly helpless. Giving in to her lustful cravings, she attacked her mother's ripe nipples with a furor that rocked her back on her heels.

Everett felt his cock jerk to life as he watched his daughter, driven to heights of passion she never knew existed by being forced into the role of helpless victim, attack her mother's tits with such reckless fury.

Crystal may have been the one free, but it was evident by the way she was begging-- yes begging!--for her daughter to keep sucking on her tits she was the one imprisoned by her daughter's eager young mouth.

"Oh God yes, keep sucking on them sweetie... please... you are doing so good."

Brittney discovered her mother possessed a weakness-- those very grand and oh so sensitive nipples of hers. Working her tongue all over them, intermingling playful nibbles, tender kisses, and most especially, some deep forceful sucking, Brittney soon reduced her mother to a state of near panic.

Reaching out, she grabbed Brittney by the arm yanking her off the bench. "Get on your knees little girl... Now!" Crystal barked at her daughter.

Crystal gave her husband a little wave and a smile indicating he should come help. She did not have to ask twice as Everett eagerly jumped off the bed and joined his wife and daughter.

Squatting down next to her, Everett whispered to his daughter, "Daddy is here baby and is going to give you some advice on how to eat mommy's pussy, OK?"

"OK, Daddy," Brittney said quietly.

Crystal plopped down on the bench spreading her legs wide as she grabbed Brittney by the hair and buried her face between her legs.

"Kiss Mommy's pussy, baby, all over, use your lips and tongue nice and slow," Everett whispered in her ear.

Brittney closed her eyes as the sweet aroma of her mom's pussy surrounded her. Tentatively, she slipped her tongue out of her mouth tasting the wetness. Following her father's instructions, she showered her mother's pussy with dozens of tender kisses as she pretended her mommy's pussy lips were a real pair of lips.

The inexperienced Brittney was learning quickly what her mom liked. Flickering her tongue out, and swirling it all around, caused her mom to let out a series of increasingly desperate moans.

"Oh baby that is good. Right there."

"Give it some nice little licks all over. Flicker your tongue in and out lightly, hon," Everett whispered to his daughter.

Again, Brittney obeyed. She flicked her tongue out whipping it over, under, sideways, and then down, making her mother moan all the more.

"Honey... sweetheart, be a good little boy and go grab your mommy's favorite toy," Crystal told her husband.

After Everett hurried over to the bed and grabbed the vibrating wand, he brought it back to his "mommy".

"Now I want you to use the toy on me... just like she taught you little boy," Crystal told her husband.

"Yes, Mommy," Everett immediately snapped as he flicked the wand on to its lowest setting.

Working in perfect unison, Everett and his daughter assailed Crystal's wet pussy with Brittney kissing and licking it as if her very life depended on it, before her daddy touched her shoulder.

Brittney reluctantly raised up; it was her daddy's turn.

Everett applied the humming wand to his wife's clit before inserting his index finger deep inside her pussy. Crystal moaned loudly as she wriggled all around the vanity bench and was just nearing a tremendous orgasm when he pulled back allowing his daughter to take over.

Quickly lowering her face, Brittney twisted her tongue out, assaulting her mommy's pussy with a fresh series of licks and kisses before she gave her clit a tongue lashing making her moan louder than ever.

Just as she was about to tip over the edge Everett, watching carefully, pulled his daughter back. Turning up the vibrator to the highest setting, a loud hum filled the quiet bedroom.

Pushing the pulsating head directly against Crystal's clit, Everett went to work as Brittney whispered her encouragement. "Come on Mommy, come for us. I want to see it... pretty please, come, Mommy."

Leaning forward, she brought her mouth up to her mom's breasts and began sucking on the nearest one as Everett flickered the wand all around his wife's clit.

It was all too much as her daughter sucking on her tits, coupled with her husband expertly wielding the wand on its max setting, sent Crystal flying over the edge.

"Oh God... Don't stop babies... Mommy is coming..." She began to shake uncontrollably as her words ended in one long moan. The impending climax rocked her world, causing her to shake and moan so loud Brittney started giggling.

Sitting back up after she recovered, Crystal first released her daughter from the handcuffs, and then smiled as she observed how her husband was nearly hard again.

"Are you ready baby for Mommy and Daddy to give their little girl her first real orgasm? You did so good for us we owe you."

"I'm ready," Brittney said as Crystal reached out and begin pulling her daughter's panties off.

Sitting Brittney down on the vanity bench between them, they exchanged kisses with her as Brittney spread her legs wide, allowing full access to her virgin cunt.

Everett reached down between her legs, rubbing her pussy gently as Crystal tenderly fondled Brittney's boobs while they exchanged a wild series of impassioned kisses. She was soon squirming all over the vanity bench from her mom and dad's warm attentions.

"I think she is nice and warmed up so let's take her over to the bed," Crystal told her husband, "Where we can make love to her properly. Go ahead and carry her over."

Everett, amped up with excitement, scooped up his daughter in his arms, easily carrying her the short distance over to the bed.

Crystal trailed alongside, whispering, "Do you want Daddy and Mommy to take turns making love to you?"

Brittney, not trusting herself to speak, nodded her head yes.

Reaching the bed, Everett gently placed her down in the middle as Crystal pulled back the covers. After covering her daughter with a sheet, she hustled around the bedroom preparing the atmosphere while Everett disappeared inside the bathroom to freshen up a bit.

Crystal lit several large pillar candles on both the nightstands flanking the bed, and then turned out all the lights, before joining her naked daughter under the sheets.

When Everett emerged from the bathroom a few minutes later he found his wife and daughter waiting for him as they cuddled on the bed.

"Oh good, you're back. Here sit on the edge of the bed and watch. We have something to show you don't we, sweetheart."

"Yes, Mommy," Brittney answered quietly.

Everett sighed as once again he would be taking on the role of voyeur. He watched as his wife and daughter started to make out passionately before Crystal dropped down, showering Brittney's chest and mid-section with a series of zealous kisses.

Reaching over Crystal grabbed the purple double dong off the nightstand. "I think you are curious about this one little girl aren't you?"

Brittney reached out and stroked one end of it curiously. "Yes, Mommy. It... it looks like a dildo but it has two heads?"

"That is the idea exactly baby. Here let me show you how it works. Here you take one end and..."

Everett gazed with untold desire at his wife and daughter. Both had one end of the purple monster buried in their snatch boxes. They were facing each other, legs spread wide, holding hands, bucking their hips forward in unison. Both of their moans were becoming increasingly intense as they worked the toy in and out of themselves.

Lifting her head up, Crystal waved to Everett. "Come on over and play with your daughter. I want her on the edge before you take her."

After ripping off his boxers, Everett rolled across the bed, positioning himself next to his daughter. Using his hand, he carefully turned her face toward him.

"You like Mommy's toy, baby?"

"Y-yes Daddy, it feels so good," she whispered between moans.

"Good, I'm glad you like it now give me a kiss."

As their mouths came together, tongues pushing against each other, he reached down with one hand and cupped one of her large mounds. Finding her nipple, he stroked it gently until it was stiff.

Crystal pulled her end of the double dong out and, and leaning forward she attacked Brittney's boobs with her mouth as Everett's hand slipped down between his daughter's legs.

All the attention was now focused on Brittney's lovely body that glowed with such beauty under the soft candle light. Crystal got back on her knees and was eagerly working one end of the double dong in and out of Brittney's pussy as her husband dropped his mouth down to suckle some more on her tits.

Using her fingers to stroke her daughter's exposed clit above the dong, Crystal was bringing her to the edge as evidenced by Brittney's loud moans of pure ecstasy.

"Jesus honey, hurry your daughter needs that hard cock of yours inside of her... now!!"

Crystal maneuvered Brittney onto her back before lying down next to her. Stroking the side of her face she whispered sweetly to her, "Are you ready for your daddy now, hon?"

"Yes, please I want him so bad," Brittney whispered as she watched her daddy position himself over her. Her attention was focused squarely on his hard cock as she wondered what the real thing would feel like as it invaded her.

Brittney closed her eyes as her mom sprinkled her face with tender kisses.

"I love you so much sweetie... so so much," Everett whispered as he climbed on top of her.

When his cock finally pierced her virginity Brittney let out a loud moan before it was cut off by her mother covering her mouth with dozens of kisses.

Rocking into his daughter nice and gentle, Everett made sweet love to his baby girl. Careful not to lose control, he worked his manhood into her, over and over again, softly and gently, causing his daughter to let out an increasingly loud series of whimpers.

Crystal, after a desperate minute or two, began to sense how difficult it was for her husband to keep up such a slow pace and decided a change was needed. Whispering to them, she said, "Let's trade places. I want to see her on top riding her daddy's big cock and that way she can control the action."

As Brittney climbed on top of her daddy Crystal told her, "You might like this better with you being on top so you can control the pace and go as slow or as fast as you want baby."

Holding up his stiff penis with one hand, Crystal used her other hand to guide her daughter into place.

Brittney let out a soft grunt as her father entered her again. Their hands found each other as she begin to bounce slowly up and down on her daddy.

Moving behind her daughter, Crystal, after discreetly reaching over and grabbing the small vibrating butt plug and dropping it on the bed next to them, slipped her hands around Brittney's waist helping her bounce up and down.

Brittney's head was back, her mouth open as she surrendered to her carnal urges. Rocking up and down faster now, allowing her daddy's hardness deeper inside of her, Brittney was nearing her first orgasm when Crystal reached down and after slathering it with some lube, picked up the butt plug.

Waiting until Brittney raised up she quickly pushed the plug up and inside her daughter's anal cavity without warning as she flicked the speed on medium.

Brittney let out a loud gasp as the plug pushed inside her butt. Her gasp was one of both surprise and pleasure as the plug's vibrations swept over her.

"Come for us baby," her mother whispered stroking her hair as Everett gripped his daughter's hands tighter and thrusted his hips upward driving his cock deeper inside her.

The butt plug was the final piece as her daddy thrusted upwards hard, pushing Brittney over the edge as an earth moving orgasm swept over her, causing her whole body to begin to shake and her head to loll back as a loud moan escaped from her open mouth.

Collapsing in a heap next to her father, Brittney was still quivering as her mom and dad both wrapped their arms around her.

Brittney closed her eyes, enjoying the pleasant aftershock of her powerful orgasm and of being cuddled so softly by both of her parents.

Brittney was actually near to dozing off when she felt a soft rustling next to her. Opening her eyes, she spied her mother was on her hands and knees.

She watched as her Daddy maneuvered himself around so he was directly behind her.

Noting how her daughter was now awake, Crystal whispered to her, "Oh hi, baby... you want to watch as your daddy fucks your mommy doggy style."

Brittney softly nodded her head yes.

"Good then and maybe you can even help?"

After rising up to her knees, Brittney asked, "How?"

"Here in order for your daddy to fuck me really good and hard he needs to be turned on and I bet it would turn him on watching his baby girl cradle her mommy's head in her arms while maybe showering her with some sweet kisses as he fucks her... good and hard."

Crystal glanced back at her husband and spying the hungry look on his face as he snuggled his hardness against her wet opening, she knew he would like that.

Brittney happily obliged her mom as she rose up on her knees, next to her. Reaching down, she twisted her mom's face up towards hers, and after they started to engage in a passionate kiss, Everett took a deep breath.

He watched them kiss for a few quiet moments before, desperate for release, he almost violently buried his cock inside of her - just as they took a break from kissing.

Crystal's let out a loud moan as her husband's cock slammed home, over and over again. Brittney reached out, twisting her hands in her mom's hair, stroking it kindly as she watched her mom being pummeled.

Everett, ramped up by the night's events, didn't try in the least to hold back as he fucked his wife, aka his mommy, with a wild, animal like, intensity.

Brittney, dropped her mouth to her mom's ear before whispering, "God Mommy, Daddy is fucking you so good and hard huh?"

"Oh God... baby... he... he... is," Crystal managed to gasp in between her breathless pants.

Reaching down, Brittney cupped her mother's dangling breasts, fondling them softly as she looked at her daddy. Something came over... something dark and wicked as she whispered, "That's it daddy... fuck the bitch harder... make the whore come."

Wanting to impress them both, Everett notched things up another gear, a gear he didn't he know he possessed, as he literally began to fuck his wife so fast and hard the whole bed was moaning and shaking, along with her.

Yeah, it was his daughter's dirty talk that sent him into a wild animal like frenzy as he plowed into his wife. Finally, unable to keep up such a frenzied pace, he slammed his cock into her one last time before he came deep inside of her.

Suspecting her daddy was turned on by her talking dirty, Brittney whispered to him, "Yeah, that's it Daddy... fuck the cunt good... good and hard... she has... has always been such a cock tease... and this is what they get huh?"

"That's right little girl," Everett grunted, "This is what fucking cock teasing wives get..."

His climax was the most powerful he ever remembered having and as he collapsed on the bed, Brittney and then Crystal both snuggled up on either side of him.

"God you were out of control, Daddy... there for a minute," Brittney said before giggling and adding, "That was so cool to watch."

Everett said nothing as they both pushed their naked bodies up against him.

Bringing her mouth down to his ear, Brittney whispered, "Was it good Daddy? Fucking... fucking your mommy that hard and fast."

"Well was it little boy?" Crystal chimed in as she played with his hair.

"It was fantastic," Everett whispered back.

The night ended on a fitting note as the three of them, Brittney stuck between them, snuggled under the covers. Just before Crystal was about to slip off to sleep, out of the quiet darkness, came Brittney's sweet voice, "Mommy, can you teach me to be a cock tease, like you, so one day Daddy will fuck me that good?"

"Of course, baby," Crystal cooed to her daughter as she smiled inwardly while knowing it was going to be one long hot summer.