All Chapters of "Oh Yes, Daddy" (A Spicy Erotica Collection): Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

"Ohh are you wet" my uncle moaned, but Cornelia didn't really listen to him at all, but started to ride on him quickly. Her small breasts bounced under her T-shirt. For me this sight was unbelievable. I could not imagine that my parents would do that in the morning, let alone what had happened the night before. And they were doing it morning and night. My aunt sat with her back to me and it looked erotic how her ass went up and down and I always saw the wet shiny cock of Manfred in between. Both were breathing loud now and my aunt had already had an orgasm. Also my uncle moaned that he would come soon. "Wait," Cornelia gasped, "I want you to cum in my mouth." Again I was stunned to see her descend from him the next moment and kneel down. She took his cock and rubbed it up and down quickly. She pointed the tip of it at her wide open mouth. "Come, Jaahh, splash your load in my mouth." A few seconds later Manfred moaned and his cock twitched in Cornelia's hand. In the ne

"Oh, you idiot. You shouldn't cum in me," she scolded, but laughed at him at the same time. She seemed aroused by the feeling of his viscid sperm in her pussy. "Next time you come in here and suck me clean, you'll come in here and hose me down without asking." she breathed on him, pushing him away from her. At the same time she pressed her other hand between her legs to stop another sperm from running out. The postman pulled a handkerchief from his jacket and helped her to stretch between her legs. To be wiped dry. Then he said goodbye to her and promised to come back the next day. As shocked as I was by my aunt's infidelity, I was now aroused by watching her do it with another man. My first thought of ratting her out to my uncle in the evening, I immediately dismissed. I then gave her some time to take a second shower that morning and then really came back from playing football. My aunt's face was still reddened from the excitement and I knew that this was what a fres

I was never caught until the end of my vacation.I had to spend boring time with my boring parents until I was 17 and insisted on spending the holiday with my uncle and aunt. And just like that, I was back right where I stopped, cumming over and over in her panties after she left them in the wash baskest.One day, I opened the laundry basket and took out her panties. It was of very expensive quality and I immediately felt over the spot that had covered her aroused pussy just a few minutes ago. It was really very wet and her excitingly smelling pussy juice rose immediately into my nose. I lifted the panties to my mouth and licked over the big wet spot. I had already unbuttoned my pants and now I rubbed my cock, which was already twitching with excitement. It would only have taken a few seconds before I would have had an orgasm, rubbing my cock and licking over the wet spot in the panties, but at that moment the door opened and my aunt stood in front of me. With one look she had

"Ooh yeahah, you know what I need" she gasped happily and her ride on me became even faster. "I think your uncle would get jealous of you if he could see us now." I hadn't thought about my uncle at all now, but the idea made this scene all the more exciting for me. She now sat upright on me and her hands were on mine, which in turn clasped her buttocks. "You've been watching us the last two nights, haven't you? That's how you know that Manfred strokes me between my buttocks and I get even hornier." She actually almost spoke to herself, but I reacted and stroked her even more violently. "Did you like the way he licked me there and then stuck the vibrator in me afterwards like he always did?" Again it wasn't really a question, but I nodded anyway when I saw this scene. "We don't have much time before he comes home tonight, but you can come to bed with me in the morning after he leaves for work." This thought excited her, because her pace quickened even more. "Firs

I fell in love with my father. I know it sounds wrong, and I would never tell anyone that I feel this way, not that I have anyone to tell. But it’s not that wrong because he’s not my real Daddy. He married my mama when I was six years old because my real father died fighting in the Great War. And my step father wanted nothing more than a family to take care of. I suppose I’m lucky he stepped up to the responsibility. He’s a good man when it comes down to it. Even if he does touch himself in the night and make my heat flesh and make me throb between my legs. I also notice that when I’m halfway between my cycles every month I get particularly hot and bothered. Daddy tends to touch me more, and he stands a little closer while looking over my shoulder at what I’m cooking for supper. Last night, he was touching himself for a long time. His grunts of pleasure seemed to go for hours, and I found myself getting wet between the legs like never before. I just don’t know how to