ログインPOV: Rose..My heart pounded so fast like it was trying to break free. I’d done plenty of risky things in my life, but this? This was different. I sat on the edge of the chair in the spare room we used as an office, staring at the webcam perched on top of the monitor. The little red light wasn’t on yet, but I could already feel it watching me. I swallowed hard, my throat dry despite the cool evening air drifting through the cracked window.I’d told myself this was just for fun. A way to make some extra cash and scratch an itch I’d been ignoring for too long. My husband, Peter, was away for work, and the house felt too quiet. The idea had started as a late-night fantasy after one too many glasses of wine while logging onto one of those cam sites, and watching people showing off their bodies.Now here I was, wearing nothing but a thin white tank top that clung to my full breasts and a pair of tight black yoga pants that hugged every curve of my ass and thighs. No bra and no panties. T
POV: Clarissa..My heart slammed against my ribs as Daddy stood frozen in the doorway, his eyes glued on us. Selina was still pressed against me, her lips shiny with my cum, my legs spread wide, and my pussy still twitching from the orgasm she’d just given me. I know I should have felt shame or maybe embarrassed, but a fresh wave of heat flooded between my thighs.“Daddy…?” I whispered, my voice hoarse and trembling with need rather than fear.Logan didn’t run or look away. His hand tightened on the doorframe, and I could clearly see the massive bulge straining against his joggers. That thick cock that had just destroyed Selina was rock hard again, and it was for me.Selina glanced back at me with a wicked smile, then turned toward him. “Come in, Logan. She’s been waiting for this even longer than I have.”He stepped inside slowly, closing the door behind him with a soft click that sounded final. His eyes raked over my naked lower half, lingering on my dripping pussy. “Clari… baby
POV: Selina..I walk down the hallway, feeling my best friend's dad's cum slowly leaking out of my pussy. I'm not heading to the bathroom to clean up like I said I would, but instead I’m heading straight to Clarissa’s bedroom.“I’m guessing by how long you were gone that you got your way,” Clarissa says, putting down her book and smiling up at me from her bed.I don’t answer her and instead reach down to my pussy and slip a finger inside. When I pull it back out, it is covered in Logan’s cum. I can see that Clarissa’s attention is focused entirely on my finger, as if it’s the most interesting thing in the world. I slip my finger into my mouth and greedily suck all of the cum from my finger. I hear her groan as she watches me eat the cum out of my pussy, I look up at her and see the anguished expression on her face, and I know exactly what she wants.“I’ve got more if you want it,” I tell her, smiling at her cheekily.“Yes.” She whispers breathlessly.I sit on her bed, lean back, an
POV: Logan..“No…no, we can’t.” I stutter, my refusal sounding weak even to me.I feel Selina run her hand up my leg and onto my cock, which she wraps her hand around and starts to stroke. I lean back and moan as she strokes my cock, alternating between quick, short strokes and long, slow strokes. Suddenly, she takes her hand away, making me groan.“Still think we can’t do this?” She asks.I don’t speak as I sit up and turn to look her in the eyes.“No, this is happening now.” I tell her, knowing that my desire has beaten my common sense, “Put your hands up.”She looks confused at my request, but she does it, and when she does, I grab the hem of her T-shirt and, in one quick motion, I pull it up and off, exposing the rest of her body. I admire her perfectly shaped and perky breasts, topped by a gorgeous pair of dark brown, rock-solid nipples. I practically rip my T-shirt off before I put my hands on her shoulders and push her down onto the bed. She gasps sharply at my actions, but
POV: Logan..The girls are sitting on the sofa watching an episode of an animated comedy with plates on their laps and two pizza boxes on the table in front of them. “We brought a plate for you,” Selina tells me, looking up at me with a smile.“Thank you,” I walked over to the sofa and sat in the only spot left, right next to her.I can’t help but steal glances at Selina as we sit and eat, laughing at the animated show on TV. She is wearing pyjamas just like Clarissa, but Selina’s are a pair of tiny short shorts and a baggy T-shirt. Her tan legs are long and look so smooth, and images of me burying my face between them flash through my mind. I have to try and subtly shift so I can hide my hardening cock, but I’m not sure how successful I am when Selina glances at me with a confused smile on her face.At around midnight, we are all yawning and decide it’s time for bed. Clarissa and Selina head for Clarissa’s room, and I head for my bedroom. My cock is still rock hard and in desper
POV: Logan..Being a single stepfather at thirty-eight is probably one of the hardest things in the world. I married Jennifer when Clarissa was ten years old. She was already a bright, energetic little girl, and I fell in love with both of them instantly. Tragically, Jennifer ran off with another man five years ago, leaving me to raise Clarissa on my own. For the past several years, working and looking after her has completely consumed my life. I haven’t been able to get out and meet any women, and the worst part is that I have the sex drive of a rabbit stuffed full of aphrodisiacs. I’ve sacrificed any semblance of a love life or social life for Clarissa because she means the world to me. “Daddy, can Selina stay the night?” Clarissa asks, bouncing into the living room in a pair of jean shorts and a white tight tank top.“Of course she can,” I tell her.“Thank you.” She chirps, giving me a quick kiss on the cheek before skipping out of the room, no doubt going to get Selina.The







