Teacher’s Pet (part 2)

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I did feel a little guilty as I sat up my laptop, connecting it to our two monitors in our den. We kept two monitors because it came in handy, allowing us to have multiple screens for some of the work we each do. I knew that most of the time, David and Emily were going to be watching their movie, so I figured I would at least try to get some of my prepping and yearly planning done, reserving the other monitor for keeping an eye on my two new lovebirds.

Emily didn’t come out right away, but I soon found out why. I think she had two reasons. One to make sure I was settled in, but the second reason was obvious as she walked into the living room. She still had her grey cotton shorts on and they still fit her rump just as snugly, but she had taken my advice to a very sexy extreme. Nearly half of her ass was hanging out. I stared at the monitor in disbelief as she walked in. David was already in his chair, the movie queued to the starting credits and Emily made it a point to stand in front of him, staring at the screen for a full minute, letting him gaze upon her butt without saying a word.

And he did stare. His jaw was a little slack as he soaked her in and right away, I could see the bulge in his pants lengthening and thickening. My husband has nothing to be ashamed of when it comes to size, a lesson a part of me hoped Emily would someday become familiar. Yes, I wanted my husband to go that far. I wanted to watch him sliding his gorgeous cock into her. I wanted to see it. Possibly participate. My husband asked me for a threesome once, and I turned him down flat, because of who the threesome was with. My sister. But my daughter? Now, that was a different story. I had no history of competing with my daughter.

“You going to start the movie, or what?” Emily teased him, placing her hands on her hips and turning at the waist, catching a quick glimpse of her father staring at her behind. She smiled at him, feet shoulder width apart as she teased him a little more, flexing her butt cheeks, drawing his attention briefly back to the fleshy mounds of her ass.

“You naughty girl, Emily,” I mumbled.

And she was being a little naughty for him. She went to the couch as he pushed play and grabbed a throw pillow. She brought it over to the floor, tossing it down. She bent slowly at the hips, lowering her upper body down, keeping her feet apart, pushing her rump out toward him, before lowering her lower half. She got onto her knees and pretended to fluff her pillow, keeping her butt in the air, still, her legs parted, offering him a view he wouldn’t soon forget. I couldn’t quite see the details from where I was sitting, but I could tell she wasn’t wearing panties and I could only imagine the camel toe that girl was offering to her father. Finally, she laid on her stomach, maintaining the distance between her feet, and oh, boy, did David stare. He couldn’t pull his eyes from her. Not for a moment. Not even when she peered over her shoulder at him. I could see the smile grow on her face and she looked forward again, keeping her grin. She waggled her feet as she let him keep viewing her, causing the muscles in her thighs to quiver and shake. David was getting a little antsier. He still had on his sweat pants and he reached down, squeezing his hard on, his face filled with lust.

I watched them for a while, my hand finding a mind of its own, slipping beneath my robe. I parted my legs, bringing my hand back up to lick my fingertips, going back again. I brought a finger to my slit as I watched David’s eyes licking our daughter’s behind mentally.

“You dirty devil, you,” I said in a low tone as his hand went back to his crotch, giving himself a little squeeze. His eyes looked at her so hungrily, like the eyes of a lion stalking its prey. He licked his bottom lip, squeezing himself again, this time harder. He wanted to fuck her. In a way, I could hardly believe it, going from zero to wanting to split her firm tail in only a few days, making me wonder if I knew the whole truth about him and the way he looked at her. Had it been going on for longer, his desire for her fermenting longer than I realized? Only cultivating to hot greed now because I had suddenly tipped the scale in his favor, planting the seeds in Emily’s mind to encourage him more? I wasn’t sure. All I knew positively was that he was ready. That much I could see plainly.

“I’m definitely going to let you fuck her, David,” I said as I slid a finger into my hungry cunt, sending an intense pulsation of pleasure through my loins, I gripped my fingers with my pussy, imagining that it was her pussy and that my fingers were his cock as his greedy eyes stared down into her vulnerable ones, her looks of adoration given to him as her Daddy slid his rigid cock into her waiting, virgin pussy.

“Oh, fuck, this is hot,” I groaned, trying to maintain enough cool so that I didn’t alert them to what I was doing. “Yes, David, you can fuck your precious little girl, baby. Mamma wants you to have her.” I jammed my two fingers in deeper, my toes curling, eyes quivering as my first orgasm feasted upon me, biting into me starting at my spine. My stomach muscles flexed as I came while thinking of David, defiling her, making her a woman as she thought of her daddy more like a husband.

“Will you cum inside your baby girl?” I asked myself aloud, sending another rippling orgasm through me. I gasped, biting back a squeal, my hips lurching forward. “Fuck her with your mind for now, David, imagine her tight little cunt wrapped around her daddy’s big cock, ooh, shit!” I growled through gritted teeth as I bucked in our office chair, damn near every muscle in my body spasming as my third orgasm ripped through me, making me bite down on my cheeks in order to sober me enough to keep me from screaming out.

“You want something to drink, Daddy?” she asked him sweetly as I panted a quick recovery.