My cum exploded deep inside D while I kept fucking her dripping cunt for all it was worth.
My grunts went on and on and so did Debra’s screams, until we both crashed in exhaustion. I had trouble catching my breath. It was the most intense orgasm in my entire life and it was only from a fantasy my beloved wife had brought out.
“That was the best sex yet.” D cooed as her hand brushed my face and we kissed deep and long until we fell asleep.
The next morning I awoke feeling refreshed and alive. I commented to Debra how I felt and she admitted the same.
I hadn’t brought up mom and her new dancing routine, but for some reason I decided to ask how things were proceeding.
D told me the first dance went so well my mother wanted to learn more. She still was very upset with what had happened during her show with me, she had avoided asking me to install the pole. But I guessed dad enjoyed it so much himself, he went and installed one for her last week. So now mom went from seductive dancing to pole dancing in their bedroom.
“Great,” I said feeling mom and dad’s sex life must have turned for the better.
“Well, there is just one problem.”
“What’s that?” I asked.
“Your mom wants me to teach her how to lap dance.”
“So what’s the problem?”
“We’re going to need an assistant for that.”
A lump formed in my throat when her words hit my ears.
“Well, you could use a dummy or something.”
“Yeah. I guess we could. But it’s not the same.”
“D. I’m not going to have mom give me a lap dance. It’s bad enough I got excited when she masturbated. And we brought her into our bedroom with sex talk. But to have her rub against me with her pussy? I have to draw the line there,” I said in a very firm tone.
“I suppose you’re right. Well, just forget about it for now.”
“What do you mean by ‘for now?’ I am sticking to my guns on this,” I said again.
D just smiled and replied, “I know,” and walked away.
After our conversation, things changed. The sex we enjoyed had died down. Debra worked until closing and was too exhausted to engage in any sexual activities when she got home. And with me getting up early the next day for work, we didn’t communicate either.
Since her schedule had changed, the girls practiced early in the day instead of in the evening. I was starting to miss not having sex with my wife and couldn’t wait until her schedule changed back. But it didn’t, and two more weeks of abstinence presented itself.
Then while I suffered with a case of blue balls, D came home and dropped a bomb. I guess my sweet innocent mother showed up at D’s place with my father in tow to watch D perform. When she finished her routine mom approached her and asked her to perform a lap dance on dad while she watched.
“W-what did you do?” I asked.
“I denied her request. I didn’t think you would have liked knowing I did that with your father.”
“Hell yeah! I wouldn’t have.”
“But your mom was very persistent. The money she was willing to spend to have me do it was a lot. I had a hard time turning her down.”
I got out of bed and went for the phone.