Gangbangs

“Well, I do like it when there is an eager woman,” he said, taking a sip.

“Eager? As in, hits on men? Or more insatiable?” I asked him, sipping my whiskey.

He cleared his throat, “Gangbangs.”

“Ooh,” I hummed in appreciation, “petite women getting fucked hard by massive cocks?” He shifted uncomfortably. “Oh, come on, Dad.”

“Fine, yes, I like seeing little women with a bunch of cocks as they enjoy getting ganged.” He blushed at his words. “I think I have had too much to drink if I am discussing this with my daughter.”

I shrugged, “It’s fine. I like gangbang porn too. Don’t like it when it’s too fake, and I hate condoms.”

He nodded, “Yeah, especially in porn, natural is better.”

I grabbed the phone and flicked, searched gangbang compilation, and selected the longest vid that showed up. “So, interracial? Black cocks cumming in a white cunt? Pregnancy play? What kind?”

The video showed a woman looking straight at the camera as she said. “My husband’s at home and I’m going to get fucked.” As she said it, I noticed Dad’s cock throb, shifting the blanket hiding his erection.

“I saw that,” I said.

“What?” he looked panicked for a moment.

“You throbbed. You like the idea of married sluts being insatiable for cock.” I told him turned to face him more. “Do you imagine Mum doing things like that? Are you a cuckold Daddy?”

He laughed. “No, and no. I like the idea of women cheating on their partners with me.” He explained defensively.

The woman on screen had shifted to sucking cocks. Multiple were on screen as she shifted from one to the next. “Really?” In a moment of drunken impulsiveness, I spun around and mounted my father. My panties the only protection as I sat atop him.

I leant my weight forward and the chair reclined with him slopping a little whiskey. “Kimberly,” He said in shock.

I took the opportunity to wrap my legs around him and start grinding aggressively. “I’m sorry, Daddy, but you have to admit, this has all been hot, and frankly, my fingers aren’t getting the job done.”

He groaned as he fumbled to put his glass down. “Kimberly, you have to get off me.”

I moaned as I felt his cock rubbing against my slit. Slowly I ground against him. “Why? You said you like cheating sluts, and I am in a committed relationship.” He moaned and reached out, grabbing my waist. “Please, Daddy.” I told him as I continued to grind, “Please let me ride you for a while. It feels so good with your hot cock between my legs.”

I felt his hips shifting, pushing his shaft against me. “You are my daughter,” he moaned plaintively.

I nodded, “Yep, and I like ****, and you like cheating sluts. Tell me you don’t like this.”

He groaned again, and I could feel my wetness soaking my panties. “That’s not the point.”

I leant closer and whispered, “So you do like your daughter trying to cheat on her boyfriend with you.” His grip tightened on my waist, and I thought he was going to throw me off him. “Please, Daddy, just let me feel your huge cock rubbing against me. I really want to feel it.”

He went to say something, but I leant in to kiss him, and he returned it, his tongue delving into my mouth as the woman on the screen told a man to fuck her like her husband can’t.