Vicarious Fucking V: Richard Fucks His Daughter

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The next morning, I woke up under the most scandalous of circumstances. I was stirring in my bed when I felt something akin to a fleshy sponge engulfing my balls. I shook my head to wake myself up completely and looked under the covers to find that they had disappeared into Lucia’s mouth. When she saw me, she began to moan. Froth was accumulating quickly at the sides of her mouth. It all felt quite wonderful. However, the circumstances were rather awkward, which might explain why I blurted out:”Good morning, Lucia. Terribly nice way for you to wake me up.”My balls fell out of her mouth and slapped against my thighs.”Good morning, Sir Richard. I missed the taste of juicy, English cock.”She began to deepthroat me as she had the previous evening. Very messy affair. She clearly enjoyed generating enormous amounts of saliva and, mixing it with the thicker globs in her throat, then letting it pour out all over my cock and between my legs so that it ran down to my arsehole.I looked up to the ceiling and allowed myself to think of Maria’s beautiful face. The fact that this deeply odd “vicarious fucking” arrangement had, at least in my mind, transitioned from Daniela to Maria’s own mother only made it all the more fun.After a couple of minutes, I remembered what Lucia had said to me the previous evening:”Forgive me if I misunderstood – I tend to get a bit muddled up sometimes – but didn’t you request me to fuck your arsehole, Lucia?”She removed her throat from my cock and stared up at me with a wild look in her face. Thick strands of slobber connected her chin to the end of my dick. Without saying anything, she jumped up to me and turned https://escortium.org around so that her enormous and quite beautiful toffee-colored arsecheeks were only inches from my face. She was completely naked.”Do whatever you want with my arsehole, Sir Richard. Anything.”Well, what can I say? I couldn’t quite help myself with a view like that. I grabbed both cheeks and buried my face deep into those warm and deliciously smooth buns. With my nose pressed against her arsehole, I breathed in her scent and then edged my nose up so that I could thrust my tongue into that tight, little hole, letting the salty flavors run all over my tongue and lips.”Oh, Sir Richard. Yes! Erik never did this with me. You are a good man, Sir Richard! Fuck my arsehole with your tongue!”It struck me as rather strange that my brother had never enjoyed a serving of Lucia in this way. What on earth was wrong with him? Now that I had crossed a line with his one-time wife, I knew that I would struggle not to make this a regular occurrence.As I was finishing this line of thought, the bedroom door creaked. Lucia gasped and her arsecheeks suddenly tensed around me. Scrambling, I looked at the door to see Maria peeping in. She was crying.”Uncle? Mum? You’re – How could you?!”I allowed myself a split second to appreciate how beautiful she looked even when her face was creased and broken like this. Then I reminded myself what a pickle we were all in. Before I could mumble anything, Lucia said something in Spanish. I couldn’t understand a word. Maria shouted something back.Lucia looked at me, and, appearing to recall that I couldn’t understand their language, turned back to her daughter and said:”Maria, your uncle has comforted me. You know how sad I have been about father. I needed his…””Tongue in your arsehole?!” Maria was shaking, her face full of scorn.Lucia sighed.”Maria, adults have ways of showing affection to each other.””I fucking know that, mother. And I’m fucking sad too. Why doesn’t Uncle Richard tongue-fuck my arsehole too?”Lucia stood up holding the bed cover across her tits and stomach. I had absolutely no idea what to say during this fight and thought it better to keep quiet. I tried desperately to cover my cock, which was swollen and hard as a rock.Shaking her head, Lucia said:”Mija, that’s not allowed.””Why not?!””It isn’t! It’s – como se dice…? – incest! It’s illegal!””But he’s not my father! He’s not my brother! He’s my uncle!””Maria!””What? What the fuck is so wrong about wanting to suck my uncle’s cock? What’s so wrong about wanting him to fuck my pussy and cum on my face?”Lucia put her arms in the air and shook her hands.”Maria, I can’t do this right now.””You know what, mother? He wants to do these things to me too. He told me so. We even have a little game. He fucks the cleaning lady while I watch and we pretend she’s me.”Lucia turned to me, her eyes had narrowed to slits.”Is that true, Richard?”I had gone a deep shade of red in the face at this. Jumping out the open window was an idea, but I then thought better of it.”Erm, well, yes… the young lady is in fact correct in what she has just said.”Maria laughed.”Oh uncle, you are so funny. ‘Young lady.'”Lucia was still staring at me. Her eyes peered down in the direction of my stiff cock, which I had done an awful job of hiding. She turned back to Maria:”Mija, you enjoy this arrangement with Uncle Richard? When he fucks the cleaning woman?”Maria nodded.”I love it, mother. If I can’t fuck him directly, at least we can play like he is.”Lucia stared at her daughter for a few seconds. The anticipation was killing me. Then:”Let’s drop the cleaning lady.”I choked on my own spit and coughed.”I beg your pardon?” I said. “What do you mean? ‘Drop the cleaning lady’?””I mean, Sir Richard, that this game can continue. But not with the cleaning lady.”Lucia was now smiling at me. She dropped the bed cover. Her voluptuous brown tits and flat stomach looked glorious in the white morning light. It then dawned on me what she was about to propose. I felt dizzy.”Maria can watch you fucking me instead.”***Chapter 4 by Throat_ViolatorWhat’s next?Lucia Gives Maria a Taste of RichardNeedless to say, the next few days were heavenly. Lucia, owing to her Latin temperament no doubt, was ravenous and insisted on having me fuck every part of her whenever she was aroused, which was, I must say, all the time. Although making no secret of her jealousy, Maria would always put on a happy smile and sit or kneel close by, watching us with a greedy grin while she fingered herself.My own inhibitions about this odd familial arrangement were slowly subsiding. I was, after all, not fucking Maria directly. I was merely calling Lucia “Maria” whenever I said anything lewd to her. Lucia for her part always remembered to call me “Uncle” and maintained character with lines like: “Please fuck my tight, eighteen-year-old cunt.” We had come together as a family in a way that satisfied everybody as best as the situation would allow. I was truly delighted.

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