Exchanging Butts Ch. 01 by Hot P

Exchanging Butts Ch. 01 by Hot P

Published on Tue, Sep 03 2013 by webmaster
Hypnosis is fascinating as there is no doubt it is for real. However, if everyone was able to perform hypnosis nothing would get done as everyone would be busy attempting to get other people to do their will whether it would be giving them a job to do or having them take their clothing off. Also, it is said that under hypnosis you will not do anything morally or ethically abhorrent to you
 
But there are hypnotists that swear they have complete control of the person they have put under. It is impossible to tell which is right as we will never know what the person being hypnotized limits really would be regardless of what they might say they are. With this in mind we will never know if the events described herein were the result of total mind control or if my daughter was just reluctant, in the beginning, to start a new adventure with her father exchanging a cigarette butt for my butt.
 
It was the summer between high school and college for my daughter, Judy when she came to me concerned about a packet of information the university had sent her. There were several things she wanted me to clarify for her in the endless documents. But, finally we got to her big concern. It turns out that there was no smoking allowed in the dormitories.
 
Judy did not want to go outside and walk twenty feet from the building entrance when she craved a cigarette at 3:00 in the morning. She asked me for my ideas. My typical parental first response was that she shouldn't have started smoking in the first place. For this unhelpful reply I received back the nastiest scowl imaginable from my beautiful teenager.
 
And except for the nasty habit Judy is really very beautiful; and that is not just a proud father talking. She just turned 18 in April and is 5' 4" tall. She is not one of those stick figures whose ribs show in a bathing suit weighing in at 135 pounds with my hazel eyes and her mother's light brown hair. As might be apparent from her weight she has a plump heart shaped bottom and C or D cup breasts.
 
She is highly intelligent graduating in the top 3% in her high school class. So, one can imagine how disappointed we were when a boyfriend introduced her to smoking two years earlier. Of course, we had some rather loud discussions including the typical parental declaration that she didn't have to smoke just because someone else did. All of this was to no avail as she kept on smoking without a care in the world until she got the housing packet that day.
 
My daughter was nearly in tears complaining how unfair it was. Judy didn't think she could stop smoking but couldn't see herself leaving the dorm every time she needed some nicotine. I vetoed living in an apartment as the non-refundable deposit was already paid on the dorm and I thought the social aspects of dorm life would be beneficial for her.
 
It was easy to tell that quitting cold turkey was not an option either. We spent the next hour going through the various ways to quit smoking. Judy's frustration was becoming obvious when I remembered the two week hypnosis class I had taken at the local community college for the fun of it. I never expected to hypnotize anyone, much less my daughter. I just was curious how it was done.
 
When our laughing finally stopped after I brought it up Judy looked me straight in the eyes and seriously told me to try it. She figured that the worst we could do would be to have a good laugh over my attempt and there was a slim chance it would work. Anyway she looked at it she would not lose as she still had all the other options available to her.
 
"Judy How about meeting me on the back porch in five minutes and we'll give it a try with something small," I said as I helped her up from the couch. She turned to me and gave me a reassuring hug as if to say thank you for trying even though we both knew it would not work. Whenever Judy hugged me I must admit that I had much more than fatherly feelings toward the beautiful girl in my arms; invariably my cock would begin to stiffen.
 
After stretching and grabbing a drink I met her and we sat next to each other on a bench overlooking the serene backyard. It took a few minutes for us to get serious. Finally I had had her just sit there quietly and relax; neither of us saying a word. Once both of us were totally calm I began my attempt. Lucky for me Judy really wanted this to work and obeyed the directions I gave her from focusing on the focal point to closing her eyes.
 
Total serenity seemed to envelope her entire body. I could not believe it but I thought I had succeeded in putting her under. Softly I asked her if she could hear me and a whisper she replied that she could. My hope was increasing. I had no idea how to help modify her smoking behavior and would do research that evening if this worked. I asked, what is your name?"
 
"Judy Felicia Scott," was my daughter's soft answer. I asked her several more questions to see if I really had control of her while she was under in hopes of seeing how easy it would be to get her to do what was required to stop smoking. She answered question after question about likes and dislikes and her friends. But, I realized that I had to ask her questions that she would never tell me the answer to if she WAS AWAKE starting with, "have you ever skipped school?"
 
"Yes daddy I did three times," her voice was flat and without any emotion. She had just told me a couple of nights earlier that she had never skipped school so I took this as a good sign. But I thought I needed to ask more personal questions to really test her trust and the depth of my potential control.
 
"What size underwear do you wear Judy?" I already knew from helping with the laundry the answer to this. I also knew she would never tell me this in normal daily chat.
 
"Size 8 undies and a 36 C or D bra," she answered coolly. I was only expecting panty size not thinking of a bra as underwear. I felt movement in my own underwear as I continued.
 
"How Many guys have you had sex with?" I asked nervously.
 
"Three," Judy replied without hesitation. Visions of her hot body being fucked ran through my mind and my cock was springing to full erection. One final question and I would either get slapped or know that she would likely comply with the hypnotic suggestions I gave her.
 
"Judy, have you ever wanted to have sex with me or masturbated thinking of me?" my voice cracked as I asked. I wasn't sure how I wanted her to answer the question but that wasn't nearly as important as whether or not she answered it all.
 
"Yes daddy I have thought of having sex with you a lot and masturbate thinking of you very often," again there was no emotion.
 
I was convinced that she was absolutely hypnotized but I had to give her a command to prove it.
 
"Judy, whenever you hear the word 'fart' between now and bedtime today you will slap your leg. Do you understand?" I asked.
 
"Yes daddy I understand," she replied. Looking at my notes from the class I told her to come out of the trance when I counted to three. I also instructed her that she would begin to fall back asleep and under the trance whenever I showed her the focal point and said 'Sidney" to her. I told her that she would not remember anything we discussed. I counted to three and snapped my fingers her eyes fluttered open.
 
"How do you feel Judy?" I asked her
 
"Fine daddy, are you going to try and hypnotize me or have you changed your mind?" she innocently asked. I could not help it and laughed. Then I took her hand and looked at her and smiled.
 
"I guess it worked as I spent the last twenty minutes talking with you young lady," I said almost boasting. A strange look came over her face then she looked at her watch. She suddenly looked very uneasy and was playing with her hands. Then a very serious look came to her and she blushed slightly.
 
"You aren't going to make me act like a farm animal or something are you? That would be so mean," she stammered. I caressed her hand and smiled at her. Then I said the trigger word 'fart' and she immediately let go of my hands and slapped her leg. I said it again and again she slapped her thigh. After slapping herself a second time she got the idea and laughed mostly in relief that the suggestion was such a simple thing.
 
We made arrangements to meet later that night for me to make my first attempt at helping her with her smoking cessation after I studied my materials some more. Then I spoke the trance word 'Sidney' while showing her the focal point and she immediately relaxed and closed her eyes. Gently I made sure she was all the way under and I quickly removed the leg slapping suggestion.
 
I thought about replacing it with another suggestion. But, as I liked looking at her sexy body all I could come up with was to tell Judy that whenever she put on anything but silky nightgowns at night they would feel very scratchy and uncomfortable; like sandpaper against her skin. I had remembered how overriding the power of suggestion could be and this would be a good test to see if it would work on the smoking front not to mention allowing me to see her in hotter night clothes.
 
I was not even thinking of doing anything with Judy but thought there was no harm in appreciating my daughter's beautiful body. With that suggestion planted I snapped my fingers and counted and she popped out of the trance almost instantly. I said 'fart' again and she did nothing confirming that whatever I did I could likely undo. After dinner I hit the books and tried to absorb whatever I could. One way or another Judy was going to quit smoking.
 
Judy and I decided to wait until 11:00 when everyone else in the house would be asleep and the house quiet. Taking a deep breath I knocked on her bedroom door. And Judy told me to enter. Immediately she apologized for how she was dressed as her regular pajamas, for some reason, felt itchy and she couldn't stand to have them next to her skin. She said she tried putting on her cotton robe but even it felt bad. I assured her that I didn't mind how she was dressed in her flimsy shortie nightie.
 
If she had been anyone but my daughter I probably would have tried to make a serious move on her right then and there. As it was there was no way to hide the erection in my pants. I gulped hard as thoughts of incest entered my head for the first time. Judy might have been able to relax as we sat next to each other on her bed but I could feel the tension throughout my body and sweat oozing out of my pores. I confirmed with her that she really wanted to try this and was committed to it succeeding.
 
My daughter was very enthusiastic especially after how well the initial experiment worked. She did not know that the attire she was wearing was the result of a second experiment which she would likely never be told of. I then told her she had to trust me completely and whole heartedly and comply with whatever I said whenever she was under and carry through with the instruction given to her to complete when going through her daily life.
 
She, to my surprise, gave me a tender hug and promised me that she would not disappoint me. My mouth felt dry as her chest pressed against mine and I couldn't speak for several seconds as I wanted to romantically kiss her so badly at that moment. Getting my composure I sat straight up and held up the focal point and calmly put her under.
 
Her body completely relaxed and her breathing slowed as I tried to get my thoughts together. Then something happened that changed everything totally. It was a very small and unintentional event. As Judy relaxed her legs parted and the nightie rode up on her thighs revealing the crotch of her white panties. This site alone was enough to drive me crazy.
 
But, the thing that pushed me over the edge was that there was a very large wet spot in the heart of her crotch. I didn't know why her honey was flowing or if I had anything to do with it. To be honest I didn't care as suddenly I had to taste her honey and I had to taste whether or not she would normally allow me to play with her.
 
IT only took three seconds for a plan to form in my mind. I ran out of her room and retrieved a picture from my dresser and sat back down with her. I had just enough self control to remember that my purpose was to help her with the smoking problem. The first thing I told her is that she would remember nothing from when she was under but would remember everything she did when awake that I had instructed her to do and would never have remorse over whatever actions she did.
 
To be honest I didn't know if that last part was really possible as the human mind is so complex and people know if they are violating their own moral code; but I thought it was worth a try. I had to know two things right away. First, I had to know that she was really in a trance and under my control. And second, my body was telling me that I had to know what her boobs looked like.
 
"Judy now pull your gown down off of your shoulders and let it drop into your lap? You are still in a deep sleep," I whispered my voice trembling slightly. My daughter said nothing but lifted both hands to her shoulders and slowly pulled the garment down revealing her entire chest to her father. As soon as the material gathered in her lap her hands returned behind her head resting against her headboard.
 
The vision was amazing. Her breasts stood out proudly from her chest pointing directly at me. The globes were so perfectly round, full and firm. The areolas were probably half dollar size and the nipples looked like a pair of large pink push buttons for a radio. Groaning at the hot sight I used every ounce of self restraint to stop myself from reaching for the beauty in front of me.
 
My fear was that if I touched her it would break the trance and I would be in more trouble than a crooked politician. I proceeded to instruct her that she could smoke all the cigarettes she wanted but they all would taste like very sour lemons. I didn't think it would be this simple but the teacher I had seemed to think many, especially younger, smokers only needed this one suggestion.
 
After giving her some further instruction in the finer points of the smoking suggestion I decided it was time to explore the sensual side of my daughter. I was now suddenly determined to have her body. For the next few minutes I carried out this conversation with Judy.
 
ME: "Judy, How much do you like making out with guys and having sex?"
 
Judy: "I like it a lot."
 
Me: "How Many guys have you fucked and how many times?"
 
Judy: Well, I've fucked three guys and maybe a total of 15 times between them all."
 
Me: "Besides fucking what is your favorite thing to do with a guy? Is it smooching, fondling, kissing, tittie play, oral sex, or something else?
 
Judy: "Oh gawd, I just love to sixty nine. I love the feeling of a guy cumming in my throat while I cover his face in my fluids."
 
Me: Have you ever done anything with another girl?"
 
Judy: "I experimented with Jennifer and we had fun. I might do it again if she wants to."
 
Me: "Judy tell me what you think of having a big thick and long stiff cock in your pussy, how does it feel to be fucked; to have a big powerful cock sliding in and out of your tight pussy?"
 
Judy: "It is fantastic feeling the soft head push into my cunt then feeling that big thing entering my pussy. I always move my pussy up to meet his cock as I want to take it as deep as I can. I push hard on my partner's ass trying to get all of it. Fuck it doesn't take very long for me to cum as it feels so great."
 
Me: Judy, what do you think of the cock in this picture?" I ask showing the picture of my own seven inch circumcised cock to my daughter.
 
Judy: "It is sexy and I'd love to suck and fuck it. " I took out a pen and wrote my name on the back of it and thought about where to leave it for her to find when she was roaming around the house.
 
Me: Judy it is time now to put back on your gown. Your other night clothes will no longer feel itchy but you will continue to wear what you think are sexy gowns every night being sure to show them off to your mother and father. You will not object if my hands caress your ass anytime and will give me a romantic kiss goodnight every night. Do you understand so far?"
 
Judy: "Yes I understand everything," she whispered softly as the gown went back over her shoulders covering up her beautiful chest.
 
ME: Judy when you wake up you will wait one minute and come to the living room and after you smoke your cigarette you will sit on my lap to watch TV for a few minutes before coming in to bed. In fact, you will watch TV on my lap for a few minutes every night before going to bed for the next week. Now Judy you will not ever remember a word of what we have just discussed. But, you will be fully aware of the action you do as a result of my suggestions while under hypnosis. Remember that cigarettes taste like very sour lemons and your father is sexy. Now I'm going to count to three and you will wake up feeling refreshed and without memories of the session."
 
Slowly I counted to three as I pushed down the erection in my pants. Her eyes fluttered and she smiled shyly at me as if somewhat uncomfortable. I told her that we would try again the next night and hid the picture from her as I got up. Confused she asked, "Dad is that it? Oh well, I really need a cigarette. Oh well, it was worth a try anyway; thanks for trying daddy."
 
"You are welcome sweetie," I replied confident that, at least, she didn't remember what we had discussed under the hypnosis. Since it was raining she was allowed to smoke in the kitchen so I ran ahead of her and placed the picture upside down somewhat near her ashtray and got out a beer. Sauntering back to the living room to watch some mindless trash on television I listened for her reaction when she took her first drag from the cigarette.
 
Before going to my easy chair I peaked around the corner and sure enough my daughter found the picture and looked at the name on it. Then slowly turned it over and her eyes visibly bulged. She put it down and kept staring at it as she took out the cigarette and smiled broadly. She caressed the photo with her index finger. It was obvious that she had more than just a passing interest in what she saw. She turned the photo back over as she brought the lighter and cigarette up to her mouth.
 
"Oh fuck, this thing tastes horrible. Daddy did you do something to my cigarettes?" she yelled Judy was red-faced when she came into the living room. I thought she might punch me as she came near me.
 
"Judy I haven't touched your cigarettes. They've been sitting in your purse just where they always are. . What is the matter with them," I feigned concern aware of the likely problem.
 
"They taste like crap, real sour like pure lemon juice; it is awful daddy," she sputtered. I told her to maybe try another one. She did and the result was the same as she couldn't stand the taste. Resigning herself to the fact that something was wrong with the entire pack she gave up and came over and sat on my lap. My hand was on her ass before she was even sitting down.
 
There was little doubt that my daughter could feel my erection poking her in the ass. Either she paid no attention, didn't care, or the hypnotic suggestion was strong enough that she couldn't move. Delicately she put her arm around my neck as I placed a hand on her knee. Admittedly I was getting very excited as the side of her full breast rubbed against my chest.
 
It took every ounce of self restraint to keep from making a move on her then as it would ruin everything. I kept telling myself the likelihood of being caught by my wife was too great. As it was my hand was creeping up a bit on her soft silky thigh. We just sat there cuddling like a father with his little girl until the half hour sitcom ended.
 
Judy then turned toward me and gave me a sweet kiss goodnight. Our tongues danced merrily for a couple of seconds that seemed like a wonderful eternity. My daughter blushed as she got up probably embarrassed or in disbelief about what she had just done but as she walked away she had enough composure to call out, "Goodnight daddy, I love you."
 
Sexual energy enveloped my body as I watched her leave. A couple of minutes later my wife emerged from our bedroom and told me that Judy had not given her such a nice good night wish since she was a little girl. My wife didn't elaborate but from the blush on her face I knew that Judy had given her tongue too. Within five minutes my wife and I were rolling around in passion on our bed.
 
Disappointment swept through my entire body when I walked out on the back porch after work the next evening. There was Judy puffing away on a cigarette. I walked right up to her and placed my hand on her butt knowing that it would be at least an hour before her mother got home. Judy paused and gave my hand a weird look but said nothing. As I caressed her rump I asked, you're smoking; do those taste any better than the ones last night?"
 
"No, daddy, but I am getting used to the taste. Something must be wrong with my taste buds," she said coolly. I knew I had to step it up a notch. I slid my hand between her sweat pants and pants and continued playing with her marvelous butt; kneading it a bit roughly. She said nothing about what I was doing to her. Her smoking had to stop and I had to have her body.
 
Pulling my hand out of her clothes I asked her to sit down. I showed her the focal point and said 'Sidney' and her eyes started to close immediately. It seemed to be getting easier and easier to put her under. The first question I asked her was if she liked the picture of the cock she saw in the kitchen the previous night. An odd smile came to her face as she answered simply that she did like it.
 
Now sure that I had her totally under as my question got no reaction I went ahead with strengthening her negative response to the taste of cigarettes. I told her that gradually the taste would change from bitter lemons to the world's nastiest dog shit over the next five cigarettes. I also told her that whenever she got a mild craving to smoke she try and substitute eating a carrot or piece of celery for the cigarette. That took care of the real reason for the hypnosis.
 
But, I was far from finished. I next instructed her that instead of letting my hands roam over just her ass that she would do nothing to stop me from caressing and squeezing her entire body but my hands would not go under her panties when she was wearing them. To satisfy my immediate need to cum I gave her the riskiest directive yet, "When you wake up and crave your very next cigarette instead of lighting up you will unzip my pants and pull out that cock you saw in the picture and give it the best blow job sucking until it is limp, understand?"
 
"Yes I understand," she blandly answered. Then I gave her the usual instructions about not remembering what we had just said and she would remember all of the things she did while awake as a result of my directives and would not be embarrassed. I finished by telling her that the blow job would be a one-time occurrence. My last instruction was for her to flirt with her mother if she felt sexually attracted to her.
 
Taking a deep breath I slowly brought her out of the trance not sure what would happen. I was afraid that I had piled too much into the session and the blow job command would be just too much for her to handle. As she came out of the session a small smile formed on her face and she seemed relaxed. I had to test things so I immediately reached out and cupped her breast and softly caressed it. Judy made no move to stop my wandering hand.
 
"Damn, I need a smoke, I can't help it daddy; I have to have my cigarettes," She sounded desperate. It appeared as if she started to reach for her cigarettes. But, the next thing I knew there was my hot daughter on her knees in front of me with her hand on my zipper. Hurriedly she pulled open my fly and pushed my underwear and pants away from my member with minimal help from me.
 
Expertly she sucked my seven inch cock into her mouth. Judy teased my soft mushroom head with her tongue; rubbing the tip back and forth across my piss hole. Then she swirled her tongue all around the head as she swallowed more and more of my already throbbing member. She stroked the base of my cock with one hand while juggling my balls with the other. I could hear her breath through her nose as my cock disappeared into her mouth.
 
Daring not to say anything I sat there as quietly as I could not about to break the 'spell' until she was done. Soon she was fucking my cock with her mouth. Her cheeks were hollowed out from the pressure of her sucking. Between the mouth fucking, the exquisite feel of her wandering tongue and the extraordinary pressure of her vacuum action it did not take long for my balls to tighten.
 
I let out a grunt as my cock exploded a massive amount of my seed into her mouth. I could hear Judy struggle to gulp the spunk down her throat but she did not even pause in her quest to empty my balls. Her head was now bobbing up and down the full length of my member wildly, slurping noises emanating from her mouth. My hands clinched the arms of my chair like a vice as my face was turning red and sweat poured from my forehead.
 
Shot after shot of spunk exploded from my cock. Judy managed, somehow, to swallow virtually every drop, My daughter followed the directive to the letter as she didn't pull away until my cock was a very small squishy worm in her hand. As she pulled away I quickly refastened my pants. I did not want to risk startling her back suddenly and perhaps allow her true feelings to surface that might not like what had just happened.
 
"Judy, I promise you will conquer this smoking thing one way or another," I said as calmly as I could while catching my breath as she nonchalantly returned to her chair. We chatted for a few minutes then she got up expressing the need to munch on some carrots. Together we walked to the kitchen with sexual energy burning through every molecule of my body.
 
Wasting no time I gently attacked her; my hands all over her body. Amazingly, it was as if I wasn't touching her at all as we resumed our normal conversation. I stood behind her and juggled her boobs in my hand as she ate her vegetable. I could feel her nipples harden through the clothing in a natural reaction to what I was doing. Unable to resist temptation my hand travelled to her crotch and I caressed her through her jeans.
 
Heat was rising from the crotch of Judy's jeans as I caressed the sensitive area. Meanwhile, I snuck my other hand under her blouse and resumed fondling her boobs. Feeling bold I began to unzip the fly of her jeans. My daughter reacted quickly and swatted my hand away, "Daddy, you cannot do that; quit it right now. Damn I need another cigarette."
 
Thinking it better that I not respond I let go and got a drink out of the refrigerator. Likewise Judy didn't say anything more but merely grabbed her cigarettes and headed back outside. Thinking back on what had just happened I think I got away with sliding my hand up to the boobs as I didn't unfasten anything but was stopped on the zipper because I hadn't given myself permission to unfasten her clothing or take anything off.
 
I watched her as she took a drag from her cancer stick and she made a very ugly face. But, alas she kept smoking it. I told myself that it was only the first cigarette and each of her next four would taste even worse. I hoped I had the solution between making the cigarettes taste nasty and the substitute eating behavior. Only time would tell.
 
A few minutes later my wife, Betty, arrived home and asked me how it was going. I told her that Judy was struggling with the smoking issue but the hypnosis was working and soon I was convinced that smoking would be a thing of the past for our daughter. To say the least Betty was dubious about my claim. So I offered to put her under hypnosis to prove my point.
 
She agreed to give it a sincere try with the proviso that I only do something very small just enough that she would know she was actually hypnotized. Following the same procedure I had with Judy I soon had Betty under. My primary instruction was that she would bark like a big dog three times thirty seconds after I brought her out.
 
Being a scoundrel I also instructed her to let any inhibitions go and flirt and seduce Judy if Judy Consented but only if Betty was sexually attracted to her daughter and she needn't worry if I witnessed it. My final instruction was that from that moment forward she would feel like wearing only night clothes that she considered sexy. Taking a deep breath I brought my wife out of her sleep-like state. She looked around the room and smiled.
 
"So much for you being the big time hypnotist. I guess we'll have to call one of the clinics tomorrow," she giggled. She had no more than gotten the words out when she started barking. Betty let out three loud and deep barks before her face turned red. Almost in a whisper she told me to keep it up with Judy and we would see what happened.
 
The rest of that evening proceeded like a typical evening in most homes. There was no detectable sign that my wife was flirting with my daughter. Judy smoked a couple more cigarettes and I almost broke out laughing at the faces she made. Her cigarette consumption was way down and her celery and carrot consumption was way up. For the bulk of the evening the only abnormal happening was that whenever Judy and I were alone I had my hands all over her body.
 
I touched every nook and cranny of my sexy daughter. Getting daring I juggled her tits and even squished them roughly. At one point I slid my hand inside her pants and I fingered her asshole through her panties. Later that night I was sitting in my easy chair when she came out ready for bed. She was wearing a shortie nightie that barely covered her breasts and was munching on a carrot.
 
Although I was looking at the television I had no idea what was going on While Judy sat on my lap. As she snuggled tightly against me my hands began their exploration. With ease I tweaked and pinched her nipples and felt the moist crotch of her undies. I didn't miss a spot between her knees and mouth as I felt her up. My attention seemed to be doing something to her as her breathing became more erratic.
 
Near the end of the show I brought the hand that had been caressing her crotch up to my nose and breathed in the aroma of her womanly juices. Quickly I brought out the focal point and put her under instructing, "When you get off of my lap you will briefly rub your ass in my face and then turn around and wrap your hands around my head and hug me into your crotch. After that, you will find your mom and tell her goodnight."
 
About a minute after I finished instructing my daughter I turned off the television. Judy turned and kissed me more passionately than she had the night before; our tongues were merrily dancing together. The next thing I knew her ass was directly in front of me getting closer and closer until she was grinding it against my face. I placed a hand on each of her cheeks giving them a squeeze as I inhaled deeply.
 
The sensation was unbelievable as I felt the soft yet firm curves of her butt in my hands and against my face while my cock almost sprang a leak. As wonderful as that was it didn't compare to when Judy turned around and hugged my face tightly into her wet panty clad crotch. She actually humped my face with her crotch as she held me tightly in place. But, she wasn't the only one holding on as I wrapped my arms tightly around her ass enjoying every second of my reward for my lecherous behavior.
 
My cock was twitching with pure excitement as I could tell that Judy had a very full furry mound. I was about to push the envelope and nibble on her through the undies when she suddenly pulled away and scampered off. Instead of going to see Betty she rushed into the bathroom. While our daughter was taking care of nature's call Betty emerged from our bedroom wearing her own sexy nightie.
 
"Oh my gawd Betty you look so hot. I want to rip that off of you," I moaned with my face still blushing from the brief encounter with Judy. My wife came closer as we heard the toilet flush.
 
"You can do whatever you want once Judy is settled in for the night, stud," she said half-joking while running her fingertips over her breasts. Just then the door to the bathroom opened and Betty watched her daughter emerge. Betty was still caressing her own chest as Judy got closer and closer.
 
"There you are mom! I need to kiss you goodnight," Judy said in a whisper.
 
"Oh my sweetie you sure are pretty; yes, come here and kiss mommy goodnight," my wife cooed to Judy. The two of them embraced tightly and their lips met. Their kiss started out a bit more tentatively than the prior night but soon it appeared as if they were going to swallow up each other. I couldn't believe how overtly my wife was sensually caressing my daughter's back and ass as they kissed.
 
This all lasted about a minute before they broke away from one another. Judy walked toward her room and Betty walked over to me as they both tried to catch their breath. Without another word Betty grasped my hand and led me to our bed. Moments later my wife was sprawled across our bed with her legs spread demanding; damn I am so hot; get over here and eat me! My pussy is on fire!"
 
In less than five seconds I was lapping her hot pussy as she ground it in my face. Her hips bucked wildly as her creamy treat gushed into my mouth. Her hands tugged on my hair pulling me in deeper as her thighs were tightly clamped around my head. I devoured her pussy greedily causing her body to shudder over and over again. Satisfied she released me and collapsed to the bed.
 
I scooted up and snuggled beside her. Betty quickly took the opportunity to lick her juices from my face and neck. Gradually she began to lick and kiss lower and lower. Her nipples grazed against my belly as she reached my crotch. She cupped my balls in her hand and squeezed hard causing me to jump and squeal loud in both pain and pleasure. Moments later she swallowed my entire length into her mouth.
 
She was positioned such that her hot ass was right at my face. As she sucked me like an expert I fondled and held onto that soft rump. I was shooting my spunk into her mouth in less than a minute. Not a single drop escaped my wife's mouth. We finished our activity with one of the hottest fucks I had in a very long time. In a very brief time my wife was sound asleep.

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