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Story Codes: Female/Female, Male/Female, Male/Females, Mind Control, Incest, Oral Sex, Facial, Virgin, Massasge, Interracial, Exhibitionism, Voyeurism, SciFi

Comments are very welcome. I would like all criticism, positive and negative, so long as it’s constructive, and feedback is very appreciated.

Note: This is a commissioned story. I don’t have much say over the events.

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T. Ropex

“How is your vacation living up to your expectations?” the AI asked me. “One being terribly and ten being amazing.”

“Ten,” I said, thoroughly enjoying my first witnessing of a life recording in person. “I just hope the nanites won’t have to make humans act like they’re supposed to. I mean, they’re obsessed with sex. The life recordings show them having sex at the drop of a hat.”

“Indeed, the life recording genre known as porn does display that,” the AI said. “I have found a place to witness one of your requested scenarios. A father and daughter being massaged together. They shall arrive in fifteen minutes. Shall I take you to the spa?”

“Sure,” I said, standing on the street corner and watching the humans passing. Well, they didn’t just have sex anywhere. Never with so many people around. I had been hoping to see someone sneaking off to fuck in and out of the way place.

I was in love with this vacation package. The AI transported me to a room where a woman was flipping through a magazine. A massage parlor. A place where women would massage their clients and slowly seduce them into sex.

Or be seduced into sex by their clients. I was so ready to watch the fun as I stood in the corner, unnoticed by the receptionist or the waiting woman. I was so nondescript. Pale skin. Khaki pants. I dressed like a software engineer, the most boring human imagine.

I trembled, waiting for the father and daughter to show up.

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Curtis Thompson

I pulled up to the spa, not sure I wanted to do this, but my daughter, Tiffany, insisted. She was nineteen and the only light left in my world. I parked the car and stared at it, sighing. She smiled at me, patting my hand, her brown hair spilling around her face. She smiled at me, her braces flashing. She was a slender thing, like her mother. A gymnast build.

Her mother, Juliana, had loved being a gymnast.

“Don’t be frightened, Dad,” said Tiffany. “It’s just a spa. You’ll still be a red-meat-eating man if you go in there.”

I nodded, but it hurt. I was supposed to be here with my wife, but she had passed away from cancer two months ago. A sudden and shocking event. By the time we realized why she was feeling so run down, it was too late. Aggressive. She went fast, leaving this hole in my life. We were just about to start enjoying our life now that Tiffany was an adult, but…

I had bought the couple’s package for our anniversary to spoil Juliana. A promise that she would be recover and be more than healty enough to go. A mistake, but Juliana had insisted that I enjoy myself. She wanted me to live after her passing and asked Tiffany to go with me.

I had to move on, but… It was hard. Twenty-three years of marriage. I had spent more of my life with Juliana than without her.

“Come on, Dad,” Juliana said, opening her door. She slid out in her sundress. White with blue polka dots. She smiled at me as she stood in the doorway. “Mom didn’t want you to mope about the house. You know that.”

“Yeah, yeah,” I said. “And I don’t mope.”

“Sure, Dad, whatever you say.” She closed the door.

I sighed and climbed out of the car. I rose, looking about. This was going to be a long day, but Juliana wanted me to live again. Even date again. That was a terrifying prospect. They had apps now. Apps. People didn’t meet at college mixers or anything. My daughter didn’t go to parties. She just hung out with her friends.

I closed the door and locked the car with the fob. My daughter smiled at me as she waited by the entrance. I sighed and moved to her. She looked quite a bit like her mother. She needed to find a guy to make her happy. Or a girl. No judgment these days.

“Maybe you’ll have a cute masseuse and you’ll hit it off,” said Tiffany, a bright smile on her lips.
“I doubt the masseuse wants to be hit on by her customers,” I said. “I’m sure she gets enough of that without me adding to it.”

My daughter rolled her eyes. “You miss every shot you don’t take. Profound, right?”

Maybe to a nineteen-year-old. I smiled anyways and put my arm around her. “You’re right. Come on.”

I opened the door and headed inside. The receptionist looked up at her desk, a Black woman working on her nails with an emery board. She smiled at me. A nondescript man watched in the corner, but I ignored him. He was just so boring.

“Uh, hi,” I said. “Here with my daughter for the, uh… I’m Curtis Thompson.”

“Your daughter?” asked the receptionist. “That’s so sweet. Yes, yes, I have you here for a, er, a double massage. I’ll let them now you’re here. Asuka and Beverly will be your masseuses.”

“Kay,” I said and sat down with my daughter.

This was supposed to be something romantic. The receptionist was curious why I had brought my daughter. I didn’t want to talk about Juliana. It hurt. I had this hole in my heart she left. When I woke up in the morning, I was confused as to why my wife wasn’t lying beside me.

Was that going to be my life? Waking up confused and wondering where Juliana had gone until…
I sighed and pushed down that grief. I had my daughter. The world wasn’t over. She cared about me. That was a wonderful feeling knowing that someone loved me in this world. That I hadn’t messed up my relationship with the only bit of Juliana remaining. So I waited for the masseuses.

“If they’re cute,” my daughter whispered, “you have to hit on one of them.”

“It’s been two months,” I said. “It’s too soon.”

“Maybe,” Tiffany said. “Don’t make use that as an excuse, Dad. Let’s—”

The door to the reception area opened and two women in pink nurses scrubs appeared. One was a skinny Japanese woman with a sort of frumpy look to her while the other was a stout Black woman, tough and imposing.

“Oh, well,” my daughter said, “I guess masseuses aren’t automatically cute.”

“Curtis Thompson?” the Japanese woman asked as she moved to us. She has a brisk, business-like tone. Her face was rather plain. Even severe.

“Yep,” I said. “This is my daughter, Tiffany. Shall we.”

“Daughter?” the Black woman asked. “Okay, sir. I’m Beverly, this is Asuka.”

They led us back into the spa area, down hallways with closed doors. They brought us to what appeared to be locker rooms, divided between men and women. They each handed us a key that was attached to a stretchy, vinyl coil to stay on our wrists so we wouldn’t lose them.

“There are robes inside,” said the woman. “Please strip down to at least your underwear. You can be naked if you’re comfortable with that.”

My daughter’s cheeks flushed. “But I can keep my bra on?”

“We can massage around it,” said Asuka. “Though we might unhook it to massage your back, but we’ll make sure your father doesn’t see anything.”

My daughter looked relieved. So was I. I had no interest in seeing my daughter that way. It was gross just even thinking about it. I would keep on my boxers. I didn’t want her to see me, either. I headed into the locker room and stripped.

I emerged in a soft, light-blue robe. It felt great on me. My daughter had a pink one on, a big smile on her face. The boring guy was watching us, following us. I ignored him as the masseuses took us into a room. It had two tables set up, incense burning. Sandalwood, maybe. It was a sweet yet spicy aroma. Relaxing.

“Take off your robes,” said Asuka in a brusque, business-like manner. She and Beverley had towels.”

My daughter glanced at me then took off her robe. She was down to her bra and panties. I had seen her in her underwear from time to time. She trembled there, looking so uncertain. I glanced away and took off my own robe.

The masseuse hung them up then had us lie down. They covered our butts with towels as we lay facedown on the tables. There were cutouts for our faces to rest in padded support. Before I lowered my face into it, my daughter unhooked her bra, exposing her naked back.

I trembled, unsure. I had never done this before.

The masseuses put warm stones on our backs. I groaned at that. So did my daughter. It was such a relaxing thing. I closed my eyes and savored the soothing stones. I just waited for what was next. Soon the stones were removed, and the massaging started.

She poured oil on my back bfeoer using her hands. Strong hands. The Black woman had taken me. Beverly had a grip. I groaned, though, as she worked out the knots on my back. I sighed, closing my eyes. I just enjoy this so much. It was a wonderful thing.

“Not often we massage a father and daughter,” Beverly said. “You two must be close.”

“I was supposed to be here with my wife,” I said, “but…” Emotion caught my voice. “Anyways, Tiffany thought it would be good for me to get out of the house and live. You know.”

“Right, right,” Beverly said. “That’s wonderful. You have a sweet daughter.”

“He’s a great dad,” my daughter said. “Ooh, that’s nice, Asuka. So relaxing.”

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T. Ropex

There was nothing sexy about this. The two masseuses were wearing such boring clothes. I had seen that in the life recordings from Earth, but they always found excuses to take them off by now. They have oil on them or something. They would have sexy lingerie on beneath or even just be naked.
And the clients would be naked, but neither the father or daughter were naked. The father hadn’t even checked out his daughter, and her breasts were so small. The two masseuses were not attractive at all. I didn’t realize humans could have unattractive women.

Why had I never seen women like this in the life recording?

They were just rubbing their hands up and down the back. Now teasing. No reaching for breasts. No groping asses. No shifting the towel to expose their masseuses. No double entendre. No jokes about how close the father and daughter were.

Had the father even had sex with his daughter? His wife was dead. Surely she would have comforted him at the funeral. This was not good. I was getting bored. I had paid a lot of money to be here, and nothing was happening.

“I am adjusting the scenario to be more in line with your desires,” the AI said.

Good.

I heard the hiss as the nanites were released. The air shimmered for a moment, then things changed fast. Nanites went to work. The two masseuses’ ugly, shapeless clothes were replaced by loosely tied, silk robes of pink that were barely tied to constrain their huge tits. They both were busty and slender now, shapely. The robes were short to show off the thongs they wore, the panties tied at the hips. As they worked their boobs were almost falling out.

And the daughter had tits, too. Big ones that were piled beneath her. She was naked, too, the towel much smaller and barely covering her butt-cheeks. I moved around the room and could see her shaved pussy. Much, much better. Even the father looked in better shape. He had been a bit doughy, but now he was muscled like he should be.

“Perfect,” I said.

“I am here to ensure you have a satisfactory vacation,” the nanites said.

“Mmm, father and daughter together,” cooed Asuka. She had the pale-olive skin and black hair. Asian. Her big boobs swayed beneath her vest, threatening to pop out. I wondered if her pussy would be blurred. Often Asian women had blurred pussies in their life recordings. A modest people, I supposed.

“It’s so sexy that you two are so close,” purred Beverly. “Mmm, with your wife’s passing, I bet you’re blessed to have such a loving daughter in your life.”

“So blessed,” groaned the father.

“I know I am,” the daughter said. “I just want to keep Daddy happy and make sure he’s taken care of.”

“I bet,” cooed Asuka. “Such a good daughter for being so caring.”

“I’m lucky to have her,” the father said, the hands working lower.

The two masseuses glanced at each other and shared naughty smiles. They worked their hands over the father and daughter’s butt-cheeks, pushing away the towels. Then they ripped them apart, saying they were in the way.

They were massaging them their naked rumps. Asuka was staring down at Tiffany’s pussy. She mouthed something to Beverly and licked her lips. The Black woman winked. She had such delicious, ebony skin and this wild gleam in her eyes.

She mouthed something else back, staring at the father’s big, hairy balls.

The two masseuses nodded, their eyes burning with their lusts. They worked on massaging the pair’s butt-cheeks. I settled down to enjoy the show in person. It was so much more stimulating to watch life recordings in person.

The masseuses worked on their legs, massaging the father’s muscular thighs and the daughter’s lithe limbs. Asuka’s hand came close to touching Tiffany’s shaved twat, teasing the girl. They both were groaning as they enjoyed the masseuses’ hands.

The father groaned. The daughter moaned. The sounds were delightful.

“Let’s roll over and do the fronts,” Beverly said.

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Tiffany Thompson

I shivered and rolled over, my big tits jiggling. Asuka provided a cylindrical pillow for me to rest my head upon. She smiled at me, her tits almost spilling out of her robes. They looked so big on such a short woman. She nodded to me.

I glanced over at Dad and blinked. He was hard. His big cock thrust up from him. Mom had told me in her final days just how impressive Dad was, but I had no idea. A shiver ran through me. I was a virgin. I just hadn’t met the right guy I wanted to go all the way with, but…

Mom did want me to take care of Daddy, it was just… scary crossing that line.

“Oh, my, these tits,” Asuka said as she slid her oiled hands up my sides to cup them. “They are great work.”

“Thanks,” I said, Daddy’s eyes on me as Asuka massaged my fake tits. She worked on the silicone implants in them. “My mom bought them for me before she passed. She… She wanted me to take care of Daddy once she was gone.”

“Oh, I see,” purred Asuka, lowering her voice. “Have you made love to him?”

“Not yet,” I whispered back. “I know that’s what Mom wanted, but…”

That’s not right, a voice in my head whispered. Mom wouldn’t want me to do that. She didn’t buy me fake tits. She hated fake tits.

I ignored that voice, my pussy so wet for Daddy. Maybe today, we could finally… become really close. But Daddy wasn’t looking at me now. He was staring at Beverly. The Black woman’s ebony tits were almost spilling out of her robe.

They were big and soft, the dark hue contrasting with the pink of her robes.

Her hands worked up and down Daddy’s strong chest. He was so muscular, which was surprising since he had a desk job. I could have sworn Daddy wasn’t in such good shape, but… No, no, he kept himself like that for Mom, right? They were always so affectionate around me. I had spied on them making love, too. On my eighteenth birthday, I had spotted Daddy fucking Mom from behind, bent over the counter, while my friends were in the other room. I had come to check on the cake.

That never happened. My parents wouldn’t have done that.

I had wanted to be bent over like Mommy.

No, no, no. This isn’t right.

It was right. It felt right. I wanted Daddy to pound me like that. I wanted him to sheath his cock in my pussy. To be his woman. My cunt burned for it as I watched Beverly running her ebony hands over his pale, strong chest.

Asuka massaged my tits, too. I groaned as she did that. This warmth swept through me. I didn’t know a woman touching me could feel so… nice. Her hands were soft. My nipples ached as she oiled my tits. I glanced up at her.

She smiled down at me as she slid her fingers up my tits. She engulfed my nipples, twisting them. A shiver ran through me. That felt so good. Just such a nice thing to experience. She twerked my nubs. I groaned at her touch.

“Oh, my,” I whimpered.

“Oh, my, indeed,” she cooed as she twisted my nipples. “We have to make sure that every bit of you is massaged, you know.”

I nodded, whimpering as she did that to me. It felt so good to have her twerking me. I groaned at the warmth of what she did to me. It was such a nice delight to feel her doing that to me. My thighs rubbed together as she worked on me.

I glanced at Daddy. He was still ogling Beverly, his big dick thrusting out over his stomach. It twitched as she worked down his stomach. He had strong abs. My daddy was a beast. So fit. I licked my lips, my nipples throbbing beneath Asuka’s touch.

Pleasure shot down to my cunt. I loved that sensation. It was so good to feel my pussy getting soaked. I groaned, enjoying every last moment of this. It was a wonderful sensation. I quivered here, breathing in slowly.

Then Asuka moved down my body.

I whimpered as she worked across my stomach. She massaged my belly, this warmth building between my thighs my virgin pussy drinking in the heat. I squirmed there. My cunt burned hotter and hotter as her fingers went lower and lower.

She dipped her finger into my bellybutton and swirled around in me.

I giggled as she did that.

She winked at me as she moved lower. I groaned as she reached my shaved pubic mound. I was glad that I had shaved today. I felt eyes on me. Daddy glanced over at me. Beverly was watching, too. She winked at me.

“Mmm, we have to massage you all over,” Asuka cooed as Beverly moved on to my dad’s thighs.

His attention was fully on me. On my big, fake tits jiggling with gleaming oil. On the Japanese woman’s hand moving down my pubic mound. My legs parted as I whimpered. Asuka leaned over, her tits almost falling out of her robe.

The nondescript man moved to watch, too.

When Asuka’s fingers were about to reach my pussy, she stopped and said, “It’s getting a tad hot in here.”

“Mmm,” Beverly said and untied her robe. She opened it to reveal her big, fake tits. Her ebony mounds jiggled with the firmness of silicone implants. Her fat nipples thrust out as dark as coals. “That’s better, right?”

“Yeah,” Daddy said, glancing at her tits now. He stared at them, his big dick twitching.

“Mmm, yes,” Asuka said, slipping off her robes. She had natural tits. They were large H-cups that swayed before her, her nipples a darker shade of olive-brown than her skin. She smiled at me, her tits swaying as she started massaging me again. “So freeing.”

“Uh-huh,” I whimpered. “Are you really going to massage me… there?”

“Of course,” she said. “Your vulva needs to be massaged, too.”

Daddy glanced over at us as Asuka slid her hand down to cup my pubic mound.

I gasped as another person touch my pussy. This electric tingle raced through me. I groaned at the warmth of it. My toes curled as she stroked her fingers up and down my virgin folds, massaging my vulva. I whimpered at the heat of it.

“Tiffany,” Daddy groaned, staring at me. I knew he was eager to see that sight. He wanted to witness me being massaged. That was so hot knowing he was staring. He wanted to see what was happening to me.

I whimpered, enjoying that delight so much.

Her fingers worked up and down my vulva. She drove me wild with her touch. It was so good to have her doing that to me. I trembled in delight at this treat. My eyes rolled back in my head as she stroked up and down my folds.

“Oh, oh, Asuka,” I whimpered.

“Tiffany,” Daddy groaned, my big boobs jiggling. “You’re… You’re so beautiful.”

“Thank you, Daddy,” I whimpered as the masseuse stroked her digits up and down my folds.

“Mmm,” Asuka purred. “I think I have to massage your pussy with a more delicate method.”

“Certainly a more delicious one,” cooed Beverly as she massaged Daddy’s muscular thighs. They were so meaty and strong.

“What?” I asked, trembling.

“Why, with my tongue,” the masseuse cooed and crawled onto the table. She parted my thighs and settled between them. “Mmm, just relax and enjoy the oral massage.”

“Yes,” panted Daddy, his cock twitching. Precum dripped from the tip. “Enjoy it, honey.”

“I will, Daddy,” I said, Asuka lowering her head close. She breathed on my pussy. I gasped at the warmth of her breath. “Oh, I will.”

Asuka kept blowing on my pussy for a few more seconds. It felt so naughty. A hot shiver ran through me. Then the masseuses kissed at my pubic mound. She smooched over my shaved flesh, her lips so soft on my hot flesh.

She avoided the folds of my pussy. I groaned, breathing in the sweet aroma of my cunt. It was such a wonderful delight to inhale. I shuddered, loving this moment. I felt so good. I trembled here as she smooched over my vulva.

Then she kissed me right on the clit.

“Oh, Asuka,” I moaned, trembling.

“Yes, yes, massage my daughter’s pussy,” groaned Daddy, his voice hoarse with lust, his cock looking so hard, the tip an angry red.

I shuddered as Asuka licked my virgin pussy. She stroked up and down me. She drove me wild with that tongue. It was just so good to have her feasting on me. She massaged my pussy. It was incredible I loved this so much.

I squirmed there, my thighs squeezing about her head. I humped against her, my oiled tits jiggling. Daddy was staring at me, his eyes so hot for me. I loved his attention as Asuka preformed her oral massage on me. She drove me wild.

“Mmm, isn’t your daughter a cute thang,” cooed Beverly as she massaged Daddy’s thighs.

“Yes,” groaned Daddy.

I squealed in delight at his words, the heat building in my pussy. I trembled as that naughty slut licked at me. She tongued up and down me. She drove me wild. I shuddered at the way she stroked over me. It was just incredible.

It was a wonderful delight to have her feasting on me. She furrowed through my folds, stroking over my hymen. I loved her doing that to me. She caressed over my bud, sending sparks sizzling through me. It was the best.

I gripped the edge of the massage table as she tongued me. I felt like I was falling into such bliss. The masseuse knew what she was doing to me. She tongued me with such passion. I groaned, humping against her. I wanted to cum so badly. I would just burst with delight.

“Oh, oh, oh,” I groaned. “You’re… That’s… I…”

“Mmm, just enjoy,” she purred and suckled on my bud.

“Yes, yes, enjoy,” Daddy groaned.

He and Beverly watched me. It was so hot having them staring at me. My eyes rolled through my body. I shuddered, savoring that wonderful delight. She suckled hard on me, making me whimper. Her lips were as sensual as her tongue.

I loved every bit of her oral massage.

I savored that delight. She drove me wild as she licked me. She made me quiver. My eyes rolled back in my head as she tongued me. I groaned through such wonderful bliss. It was so good to have her doing that to me. I loved every last second of it.

She suckled on me. She nursed with all that she had on my bud. I groaned, rising toward my orgasm. My big, oiled tits jiggling. I shuddered as she drove me wild. Daddy watched me, his rod throbbing. So big and thick.

He wanted me. He ached for me.

I could take Mommy’s place.

I shuddered, gripping the edge of the table as Asuka’s lips massaged my clit. Her lips were soft and amazing. I groaned at the delight of this moment. It was just so good. I threw back my head, my back arching as my tits bounced.

“Ooh, yes, yes, that’s it!” I gasped.

And came.

My orgasm exploded through me. The heat washed through my body. I shuddered, savoring that delight. It was so good to have all that rapture rushing through me. I groaned at the heat washing through me. It was so glorious to have her tonguing me like that.

I shuddered, tossing my head, as the waves of rapture swept through me. I gasped out my delight. I was in heaven here. I was so glad to have all this bliss sweeping through me. My entire body trembled through such ecstasy.

“Yes, yes, yes,” I moaned. “Asuka!”

“Mmm,” she purred and licked through my folds.

I shuddered as the heat swept through me. The pleasure drowned my mind. It was the best massage in the world. I trembled through every last second of it. I hit that wonderful pinnacle of rapture. I shuddered through every amazing second of it. I was so glad for this passion.

“Oh, that’s wonderful,” I groaned. “Thank you for that amazing bliss.”

“You’re so welcome,” cooed Asuka as she crawled up my body. Her big, soft breasts pressed into my fake titties. Our nipples kissed as she kissed me, her lips soaked in my sweet juices.

Daddy groaned, watching us making out. I shuddered through this wonderful moment. I was so glad I was here taking Mommy’s place. Just like she would have wanted me to do. I would make Daddy feel so loved.

I would be his woman.

I just needed the masseuse’s help.

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T. Ropex

I watched the Asian masseuse making out with the daughter, their big tits pressed together. It was perfect. The father watched, his cock so hard. He needed that dealt with. I was surprised that the masseuses hadn’t milked him.

That was something I’d seen in massage porn. Milking. That should be happening now. He needed it. I bent down and stared at his table. There was no hole in it. How were they supposed to pleasure him from below?

“I am adjusting the scenario to be more in line with your desires,” the AI said.

A hole appeared in the table and its shape shifted to let women fit beneath there.

“Now, it’s time for us to give your daddy a special massage,” cooed Asuka.

“We have to milk him,” Beverly cooed and licked her lips.

Perfect.

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Curtis Thompson

Milk me?

“Roll over,” Beverly said as Asuka slipped off my daughter. The Japanese woman’s big tits jiggled, oil on them. She still had on her panties, as did Beverly. I wanted to tug on those strings and see their cunts.

God, my daughter was glorious. Would Juliana be pissed at me for ogling her? She was our flesh and blood, but she was gorgeous. And did Juliana really buy those big tits for my daughter to make me happy? How sweet of her.

My wife would never do something so perverse, a voice screamed in the back of my mind.

What a dumb voice. I ignored it.

“Roll over and we’ll take care of your hardon,” cooed Beverly. “There’s a hole in the table. Just let your cock stick through that, and we’ll give you a milking massage.”

“Do it, Daddy,” Tiffany said, rolling onto her side. Her large tits piled together. Her mother knew what she was doing. Tiffany looked so sexy with those huge tits. I liked them big. Juliana had large tits.

No, she did not.

Such big tits. I loved breasts being huge. Beverly had big tits, too. Nice and fake. So did Asuka. I was so fucking hard. God, this would have been wild to be here with Juliana, but with Tiffany… It was even sexier. The idea of doing something with my daughter—committing incest—burned in my thoughts.

That’s so fucking gross and wrong.

Yeah, I wouldn’t mind making a move on Tiffany. If she wanted it, of course.

My cock slipped into the hole. I groaned, resting on my belly. My dick throbbed. The two masseuses vanished beneath. My cock was thrusting down. I got it. Milking. That was clever. They both grabbed my cock and moaned, jerking me off.

I shuddered at the feel of their hands. They worked up and down me. I shuddered at their touch. How they gripped me. It was so good to have them doing that. A big smile spread on my lips as they worked their hands up and down me.

Then their lips kissed at the end of my cock. Right on my crown. I groaned at the heat washing through me. It was so good to have them doing that to me. I loved every second of their tongues stroking around my cock as they fisted me with their oiled hands.

“Yes,” I groaned.

“Does having your cock milked feel good?” Tiffany asked.

“So fucking good,” I groaned.

“Good, Daddy,” she purred. She sounded so happy that I was enjoying this.

I groaned, savoring that hot hand working up and down my cock. It was a beautiful moment. I squeezed my eyes shut as she fisted me. She worked up and down me with such skill. It was a beautiful moment.

Their lips smooched at the crown of my cock then one of them engulfed me.

“Fuck,” I groaned.

She suckled on me, her tongue dancing around my cock. Their hands fisted my shaft. The lips popped off. The other one engulfed my rod. I had no idea who was sucking on me. My nuts twitched as I lay here, my head resting on my arms.

Tiffany watched with such heat in her eyes. I groaned, savoring that hot mouth suckling on me. She nursed, drawing the pressure to the tip of my cock. Then those lips slid off my rod. A new pair took over. I shuddered as they suckled on me.

My daughter watched on, her big tits piled together. I smiled at her, glad she was here. She made this even more exciting. I sighed as those soft hands massaged my shaft. The two masseuses traded me back and forth. They drove me wild.

“Are you going to cum on their faces, Daddy?” Tiffany asked.

“Mmm-hmm,” I groaned, feeling so relaxed as they massaged me. It was just an incredible moment to have them working their mouths up and down my dick. I loved it immensely. “Oh, that’s good!”

The masseuses giggled.

They traded me back and forth. First one massaged me with her lips and then the other. I loved how she drove me wild doing that. My eyes rolled back in my head. It was just so good to have her doing that to me. I loved every last second of it. I savored that delight. I reveled in the passion of one then the other suckling on me.

They brought me closer and closer to cumming. My nuts tightened beneath the pressure of their mouths. It was just so good to have that passion building in me. I could not wait to cum on their faces. They wanted it. Craved it. Their hands stroked my cock as they moaned.

“Shit, that’s good,” I groaned.

“Cum on us, sir!” one moaned.

“Yes, yes,” the other groaned. “Do it!”

“Do it, Daddy!” my daughter squealed.

The mouths licked and kissed at my cock. I shuddered, their hands stroking me. They moaned as they stroked the aching tip of my dick. I hurtled toward that moment. My eyes squeezed shut. I hit that point of no return, the pressure shooting down my cock until…

I erupted.

“Fuck, yes!” I howled as I spurted my cum and drenched the two masseuses’ faces.

They moaned as I splattered their features. I couldn’t see my jizz drenching Asuka and Beverly, but I knew I was soaking their faces. They moaned in delight, their hands milking my spurting cock. The ecstasy slammed through me.

I pumped more and more blasts of cum into their faces. I didn’t know I could unload with so much jizz. I groaned with each blast. If let so good as the pleasure swept through me. It was just a magnificent moment to have all that spunk spurting out of me.

With a grunt, I erupted one last time. It was just so good to have delight washing through me. I dumped every wonderful load of cum I had in my nuts. I shuddered, my daughter watching, her eyes burning hot.

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Tiffany Thompson

The two masseuses crawled out, their big boobs swaying. They were drenched in Daddy’s spunk. It dripped off their faces. They smiled at me as Daddy rolled over onto his back, panting. He looked so proud. Asuka crooked her finger at me.

“Care for a taste of your daddy’s seed?” she cooed.

Daddy glanced at me, looking eager for me to do it.

I slipped off the massage table, shuddering with his heat burning through me. I moved toward them, the pearly spunk dripping off their exotic faces. They were so gorgeous. So beautiful. I whimpered as I reached them.

I licked the cum off Asuka’s cheek, savoring the salty flavor of Daddy’s incestuous seed.

A taboo rush swept through me. Mommy had enjoyed this delight. She had tasted Daddy’s cum. Now I was. I trembled and licked more off Beverly’s cheek. I groaned at that wonderful flavor. It was so delicious. I had no idea cum would be so yummy.

“Mmm, I think your daughter likes it,” cooed Beverly.

“Oh, yes,” purred Asuka.

“I do,” I moaned and licked it off her chin. My tongue brushed her lips.

Then we were kissing. I groaned as we made out. It was so good to share this moment with her. I loved it so much. Our tongues danced together as we enjoyed this spunk. We traded it back and forth. It was a wonderful delight.

Then Beverly joined us, sharing cum. The three of us were moaning, enjoying my Daddy’s spunk. We passed it back and forth, just reveling in this moment. It was so good to share in this wonderful spunk. I was so glad for it. I felt this dizzying heat washing through me. I shuddered at the wonderful moment. We were swapping it back and forth.

We were sharing it with passion. It was so good to do that. I was so glad for it.

Daddy watched the entire time, his cock so hard. I trembled as he watched. This was just so wild.

I licked up more cum from the masseuses’ faces. I enjoyed the pleasure of this moment. It was so good to share it with them. We all moaned as we passed it back and forth. Then I broke the kiss and glanced at Daddy.

He was so hard again.

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Curtis Thompson

“Let’s give you a deep tissue massage,” Beverly purred, sauntering over to me.

“And you, too,” said Asuka “I’ll have to use a special tool on you. A vibrator.”

“Oh, my,” my daughter moaned as she settled on her table.

I had eyes on Beverly. I wanted to have a deep tissue massage. She was such a sexy thing. Her big boobs jiggled as she reached me. My daughter stretched out on her table as Asuka grabbed a slender dildo. A vibrator.

I didn’t hear what she said to my daughter. Something about it being an anal massage.

Beverly straddled me. I hadn’t been with a woman in five months. Not since my wife had started to feel rundown. I was aching to have a hot pussy sliding down my cock. Beverly straddled me and gripped the ties of her panties.

She pulled them and whisked the cloth away.

“Yes,” I groaned at the sight of her shaved pussy.

Asuka straddled my daughter’s head. They were sixty-nining. I hardly noticed, though, with that ebony pussy rubbing against my pale cock. Beverly slid her cunt up and up me, massaging me with their wet pussy lips.

“Mmm, I need you in me, sir,” she moaned. “You make me so wet. You’re such a stud.”

I grinned from ear to ear, glad to hear that. “And you’re such a fucking hottie.”

She licked her lips and pushed her pussy lips against the crown of my cock.

I groaned as her hot, silky twat slowly engulfed my dick. She shuddered, her big boobs swaying. They were so lush. I gripped them, squeezing her silicone-enhanced breasts. I kneaded them as her pussy engulfed my cock.

She swallowed my dick with her wonderful pussy. I groaned as she sank down and down my dick. She took me to the hilt. I groaned, my eyes rolling back in my head. Her hot twat gripped my rod. She wiggled her hips back and forth.

She stirred her cunt around me.

“Fuck,” I groaned. “Oh, fuck, that’s good.”

“Mmm,” she moaned, sliding her pussy slowly back up my cock. “Just enjoy your deep tissue massage.”

“I am,” I groaned, squeezing her tits.

I loved the feel of the silicone implants beneath her plump mounds. I kneaded them as she plunged her cunt down my cock. My daughter moaned as she enjoyed Asuka’s massage. I was glad that Tiffany was having a good time.

I knew I was.

It was glorious to have pussy around my cock again.

That hot cunt worked up and down me. I groaned, savoring that heat working up and down me. That hot pussy gripped me. It was just special to have her massaging me. I would have a mighty cum. I could not wait to flood her twat with my spunk.

It would be so good.

She moaned, working her twat up and down my dick. She held me tight with her hot pussy. She massaged me with her amazing snatch. I groaned in delight at the warmth of her cunt. She gripped my cock with that hot snatch.

She worked up and down me, moaning as she rode me. She worked that hot twat down my cock and slid back up me. She squeezed around me, driving me wild. I would have such a huge cum. Just a mighty burst of delight.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” I groaned. “You’re driving me wild!”

“I know,” she purred, winking at me.

“Saucy slut,” I groaned.

She smiled as she worked that hot twat up and down me faster. The pressure built and built in my nuts. The ache swelled at the tip of my cock. Her silky snatch massaged my crown. I groaned as she squeezed around me.

I let go of her tits and watched them bouncing. I savored the enthusiasm as she rode me. I grunted and groaned, rising toward that wonderful moment. I hurtled closer and closer to erupting into her pussy. I wanted to flood her cunt.

I wanted to flood my daughter’s cunt, too.

“Shit,” I groaned, this day was so wild.

“Mmm, just let yourself go,” she moaned. “Or…” Beverly grinned. “Do you need to feel my pussy really massaging your dick?”

“Yes!” I growled. “I want to feel that cunt spasming around me.”

“You will!” she winked at me and rode me faster.

She moaned as she worked her cunt up and down my cock, building toward her own climax. I wanted to feel her cunt rippling around me. I ached to enjoy that wonderful delight. My cock throbbed, the need to bum building and building in me.

I rushed toward that wonderful moment. It was so good to have her gripping me. She held me tight as I surged for my eruption. My nuts brimmed with the cum that I would flood her cunt. I just had to feel her twat massaging me.

“So close,” she moaned.

“Good,” I groaned, rubbing at her thighs.

Her boobs bounced and heaved as she plunged her cunt up and down my cock. She massaged me with that silky twat, bringing me to the brink of cumming. She moaned her delight, her passion echoing through the room.

She was close. The whore was about to burst, her ebony face twisting in delight.

“Fuck!” gasped Beverly as she plunged her cunt down my cock.

Her pussy writhed around me, her fake tits heaving. I groaned as her cunt massaged me with that wonderful flesh. The pressure in my nuts swelled toward that bursting point. I hit the peak, massaged by her hot flesh.

“Fuck, yes!” I snarled and erupted.

My cum spurted into her cunt.

I flooded her with all my jizz. I erupted into her cunt over and over again. It was just so hot to have that delight. My daughter was moaning with Asuka, cumming with the vibrator. That hot twat rippled around my spurting cock.

“Yes, yes, just unload in me,” moaned the masseuses. “That’s how we do it here. Oh, yes, yes, creampie me!”

“Goddamn!” I roared, cream-pieing her pussy while aching to do the same to my daughter.

I spurted again and again into Beverly’s cunt. The woman leaned over me, her pussy rippling around my dick. She massaged me with that hot flesh. I shuddered, spurting the last of my cum into her hot snatch.

It was just such a glorious moment. I panted as she fell over me and kissed me, her big breasts pressing into my chest. I moaned, sliding my hands down to grip her rump. Her pussy writhed around my dick in a spectacular fashion.

I was so happy about this massage day with my daughter.

Beverly broke the kiss and purred, “Ready for your nuru massage?”

“Nuru?” I asked.

She grinned at me, her pussy clenching around my cock. “You and your daughter are going to love it.”

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T. Ropex

Nuru massage?

Yes, yes, that was just perfect. I could not wait for the father and daughter to fuck, either. What a wonderful vacation.

To be continued…

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