But she had never thought it possible. Not him. He was a strong, dignified man who'd never consider such indiscreet behavior. But after she set him up with Eileen and he went for it, after the candid talk they had on the dance floor, she knew she could, knew she had to, knew she couldn't live a day longer without feeling his manly cock in her begging cunt.
The vibrations of her warm thighs against the side of his head and the thrusting clip of her drooling pussy made Walter realize he was finally having sex with someone he had desired for a long time. He was fucking his wife as she was when they first married, he was reliving the glorious past due to the eagerness of his daughter. He was feeling her pure orgasms rocking against his tongue and knew that it was the finest sensation he could ever dream of.
When her cunt stopped trembling he grabbed his daughter by the hips and lifted her splendid crotch away from his juice-smeared face. There was one more thing he wanted to do with her before the evening ended. He rolled away from her and felt the unwilling release of her sucking lips.
But Teresa knew what was about to occur as he managed to push her to her hands and knees. He knelt behind her and brought his flared shaft up to the dripping lips of her waiting box. With a steady, even drive he entered inside the vibrant hug of her twat and felt her settle back onto the full probe of his tool.
He cupped her swaying tits in his hands and worked his spike at a steady rhythm while she clipped eagerly back at each thrust. Walter's rump heaved forward as he felt the onrush of heated fluids. Teresa banged back and hugged his big stick with her pussy.
The thought of her father creaming inside her sent Teresa into another orgasm just as he erupted. His cock spewed the dense paste of his cock inside the shuddering clap of her cunt as their two bodies writhed together in total release.
'Ohhhh… ' sighed Teresa. Walter kept silent.
Eileen thought her cunt was going to split into halves as Johnny Carvel threw all his weight behind each jamming thrust of his hot pecker. He was trying to determine her age, trying to figure out if this little adolescent was even at the age of reason. Her miniature tits and slim hips had him thinking thoughts of cradle robbing, thoughts so evil and wrong that his usual ability to fuck without stop was gone. But it didn't matter, he told himself, she's already climaxed two times and now it's my turn.
'Oh! God! Yes! Uhhhh!' Eileen screeched as the vomiting cock blasted into her like a nuclear missile. She thought the cock was going to break through her cunt and rip into the tangled guts of her stomach. But her own climax saved her from the pain and fear to wash her away with Johnny on a river of jerking, pumping, heaving, crying.
Walter Cunningham leaned down next to Teresa's ear and whispered, 'You should be gone very soon. That screeching will arouse Grace's curiosity. She'll want to know who the other female is.'
'Yes, Father,' Teresa softly said.
Walter smiled. Of course she knew it was he just as much as he knew it was she. To think otherwise would be foolish. He kissed his daughter softly on the cheeks, gave her backside a loving squeeze and said, 'Grab Eileen and her clothes and get out of here right away.'
Teresa dragged the shaking, wheezing Eileen from the room just in time. As she closed the door she could hear her mother asking, 'Who's making all the noise? Didn't I hear a girl crying?'
Teresa and Eileen quickly dressed and went down the stairs. As they stepped outside into the cool air Eileen managed to catch her breath. 'God, that Johnny's a real animal when he gets going! I thought I was going to break apart!'
'That's because you really turn him on,' said Teresa with a giggle.
'What about you? Did you get together with Alan again? Are you two happy with each other?' asked Eileen.
'In a way.'
Eileen's flushed face was beaming with happiness. 'It all worked out for the best, didn't it? I mean that you and Alan are lovers again and your mom and dad are back together. I think that's wonderful.'
'But I thought you really dug my dad?' asked Teresa.
She turned to face her friend. 'Oh, don't get me wrong. I think he was tremendous. But now that he and your mother are together again I think it's best I stay away from him. Anyway, I can have Johnny-your mom will be through with him.'
'I guess so.'
'See what I mean? Everybody is happy! It all worked out in the end!'
Teresa realized that Eileen had no idea who she had just fucked and kept silent about it. If she wanted to assume that Teresa and Alan had screwed, let her; if she wanted to assume that Grace and Walter had made renewed marital love, let her. Teresa wasn't about to pop any bubbles.
'Do you think your mom will ever interfere with your love life again?' asked Eileen as they rode back to the clubhouse in the golf cart.
Teresa shook her head. 'No. She'll stay out of my business now.'
'That's good. Boy, your dad really knew exactly what to do. Let her know she wasn't fooling anybody, especially him. That's the way to do it.'
But Teresa wasn't listening to the idle chatter of her girlfriend. Her mind was elsewhere. She thought about how wonderful things would be now. She wouldn't have to put up with any silly games from the boys she usually dated. She could concentrate on school and stay at home evenings.
Her mother would never change, she knew that. She was also sure her father knew it too. He wasn't a dumb man at all. He had only interceded in his daughter's behalf to make sure his wife's devious plots didn't destroy both their lives. He wanted to accept all the intrigues that his wife might invent as only his problem.
He would stop working late at the office and that would drive her mad. She would put up with it for a few months before making silly excuses to be at the club, or a meeting, or some other cover for meeting with Johnny Carvel or his successor. And he would nod his understandingly, tell her not to be too late and plod over to his favorite chair in front of the fire like a tired old gentleman.
Grace would trot out to the car and drive off believing she had outfoxed the old man. But as soon as the car sounds faded in the distance the old man would stand up and climb the stairs to see if his dear sweet daughter was resting well.
'No, my mom's not fooling anybody,' said Teresa to Eileen.
