I Give You My Full Motherly Permission to Fuck My Daughter! Part 1
Ever since my 18-year-old daughter had been home from college, she’d been in constant, perpetual heat. Her horny, sexual scent was EVERYWHERE. It made me so fucking horny I was banging my wife all day long.
It was nuts.
That’s when my sweet wife asked why I was suddenly horny all the time.
I was horny and restless and nothing I did could relieve that itch. Our beautiful, 18-year-old daughter, Alexa, had really come into her own lately. She was tall, stacked and VERY fertile. I could literally smell her horny heat all throughout the house.
It was driving me nuts.
Fucking her mother for the third time today, she finally broke down and asked me what was making me so Goddamn horny.
Should I tell her? Would she understand that I was in lust with my own daughter - her daughter? I mean, this was potentially grounds for divorce. Or worse.
That's when I broke down and admitted that now that Alexa was 18 and coming into her own sexually, I was starting to fantasize about her. I'd been having very naughty thoughts - distracting thoughts even at work. I told her how I fantasized about being her first and teaching her everything she needed to know when it came to sex.
At first my wife looked shocked - of course I expected that. But what she said next stunned me so badly I nearly fell off the bed.
"I think it's sweet that you want to teach our baby girl about sex. In fact, I give you my full, motherly permission to fuck our daughter. Anytime, anywhere you want."
I started to say something, but she put up a finger and smiled.
"As long as you bang me good and hard when you two are done fucking like rabbits."
I stared at my wife in silence, my jaw literally on the floor. I shook my head, wondering if I'd heard her correctly. I knew I'd died and gone to Heaven when she repeated herself.
"It's okay, Tom." She laughed and placed a giant kiss on my lips. "I've been fretting about her getting knocked up by some strange man for awhile now. If I know that she's banging you, I won't worry anymore."
"What if I'm the one who knocks...her up?" I asked, not believing my luck.
She grinned and pushed me back on the bed, ready for round 4.
"That's what I'm counting on, mister."