Sex dungeon

“Well, after you and your brother moved out, we converted the basement to a sex dungeon,” Mum said, letting go of Dad’s cock and allowing him to twist his hips to try and fuck Julie’s face.

His cock was huge, and her jaw seemed stretched out unnaturally, but her eyes screamed lust. “I think your father is suggesting he would like to take Julie down into the basement and ravage her. Knowing him, I think he is thinking the wheel.”

Dad moaned into Julie’s cunt as I blinked at Mum, “The wheel?” I asked.

She smiled, “We have a large turntable, so to speak. Frank likes tying someone up to it and then spinning the wheel while holding his cock out like a little pointer on those game shows. Whatever his cock is pointing at when the wheel stops, he fucks, whether that is a hand, a foot, a mouth or a cunt. The wheel is deliberately angled so he can get the deepest penetration.”

I moaned at my mother’s words. “So Dad is saying he wants to tie Julie to the wheel and fuck her face so he can **** his cock into her throat?” I asked.

Mum nodded, “Of course, Julie would need some training. First, I doubt she could deep-throat him right now.”

As if responding to a challenge, Julie pushed her head forward, taking maybe four more inches into her mouth and throat. I could see the bulge of my father’s cockhead distending her throat as she gagged before she pulled back, panting. As she returned to sucking his head, Mum grabbed his balls and squeezed while pulling. The shuddering groan from my father suggested he was orgasming, but he didn’t cum.

“That is what we want, as many of those as we can. So, daughter,” Dad again groaned into Julie’s cunt, “how do you suggest we get him to have more orgasms?” she asked me.

I pondered it momentarily before grabbing Dad’s balls and squeezing them, “Daddy.” I said and heard him groan, “Daddy, I want you to suck on my tits. I want you to feel them in every way now, so when they swell with child, your child, you can experience them all over again.”

I heard him groan and shudder. “And when they are full of milk, they will be all yours. You can drink from them, suckle at your daughter’s swollen tits, strap me into one of your devices in your dungeon and milk me.” He pushed hard into Julie’s mouth, and she gagged but held herself there. He shook as his balls pulsed, trying to release.

“Julie,” Mum said, “I think you should stop for a moment. Frank, do you want to see me go down on your daughter? Get her ready for your cock?”

As Julie rolled off Dad, he groaned, “Yes, please, get her ready for me to fuck.”

I laughed, “You are tied up. I will be the one fucking you, slowly riding your cock and begging you to cum, even though I know you can’t.” He shuddered again as Mum pushed me back onto the bed beside my father.

Julie, in the meantime, crawled between his legs and wrapped her dark tits around his shaft. “So Kimmie’s dad, did you ever think you would see your wife getting your daughter ready for you to fuck?”

He shook his head, “No,” he moaned as my mother parted my legs and kissed down my stomach, “but it’s beautiful.”

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