Carla was more than a little pleased with herself for having gotten her Daddy's penis completely erect again. She'd certainly enjoyed using her mouth on him and feeling him responding to her efforts, and she'd be ecstatic if she could make him climax in her mouth; she wanted to taste his cum, and feel him spurting in her mouth because of what she'd done to make it happen. But even better would be if she could figure a way to get his penis in her pussy, where she wanted it, and get him to actually fuck her.
As she continued to bob her head on his erection, she tried to think of how she could get it to happen.
Between what her son was doing with his mouth and tongue on her clitoris, and the way he was touching and rubbing against the magic spot in her vagina, Ellen was left in a fog of pleasure and desire. Unable to put it into think coherently, she could still feel how close she was to having an orgasm she knew she'd never forget: the pleasure had built up in her even more than when Robert had used his finger in her the first time. Having lost all sense of time or anything but the sensations radiating from her clitoris and vagina, Ellen could only feel herself edging ever closer to the precipice of an orgasm that she instinctively knew would overwhelm her-and eagerly looked to it.
From the constant and unintelligible sounds she was making, Robert knew that his mother was even more aroused than she'd been before; when he felt her pussy begin tightening around his finger, he also knew that she was getting close to having an orgasm that would be even stronger than the previous one.
Amazed that he could have that kind of an effect on her, he redoubled his efforts to arouse and please her-and got his reward less than a minute later. He heard his mother's loud cry of release be choked off at the same time her clitoris disappeared under its cloak of flesh while her pussy clamped down on his invading finger almost painfully tight. With her clitoris gone and his hand in the way of any attempt to lick up the juices that were already leaking out of her, there was nothing for him to do but sit and wonder at the power of the waves of release that were running through her. Inside her, his finger was being subjected to a series of spasms like the ones he'd felt before… except now they were even stronger, and lasted longer. Once they'd finally faded out, he got some idea of how powerful and intense his mother's orgasm was by how long it took before she was able to open her eyes again. Even then, it was still a little while before her breathing was steady and regular; and even more time passed before she was able to move again. Sitting up, he saw her eyes drop to where his cock was standing tall and proud again; a second later, he heard her say "Robert, honey… if I'm not too late… I think it's time you stopped being a virgin."
Thanks to his daughter's efforts, Vic had reached the point that another climax wasn't just a "might" happen, but could happen: the things Carla was doing with her mouth on his dick had moved him past the point of just having an erection, but beyond-knowing that it wouldn't happen quickly, he still had the feeling that cumming again was a possibility, given time and stimulation. That was why he felt disappointed when he felt his manhood slip free of his daughter's warm mouth, only to be replaced by her hand. Figuring she needed to get more comfortable, he responded to the slight pressure she applied to his hard member as she first moved to sit in a chair then spread her legs and gently pull him forward so he was standing between them. After a few nudges, he got the idea that she wanted him to kneel, which left him wondering what was going on; that was followed by her gently pulling him forward some more, which he did. Then, to his infinite surprise, she again draped her legs over the arms of the chair before levering his manhood down and trapping the end of it by scooting herself forward slightly so the entrance of her vagina was wedged against it. When she looked up at him, he heard her say
"Please, Daddy… I need you inside me. Really, it's okay, 'cause I want you to, and it's my idea." That was when Victor came face-to-face with the desires he'd long felt toward his daughter-and gave in to them after only a brief struggle. He responded to what she'd said by telling her "I'd like that, too, sweetheart" before edging himself closer to her and getting himself positioned to take her offered virginity. When he was ready, he looked into her eyes and tenderly said "I'll make this as easy for you as I can, sweetheart", and heard the love and trust in her voice when she replied "I know, Daddy."
Although she didn't know half the things she wanted to, and knew she was relatively inexperienced, Carla wasn't completely ignorant. She'd heard and read enough to know (in somewhat better than general terms) what was going to happen. She sincerely hoped otherwise, but was fully aware that the loss of her virginity might hurt and that her vagina was going to have to stretch to accept the hard rod that her Daddy had pressed against the entrance to her womanhood. She was relieved when she felt him move his penis up and down, knowing that he was using some of the juice that had escaped her to lubricate his cock and make it easier for BOTH of them while he got himself inside her. A few moments later, he began to push himself against her opening and she did her best to relax and accept the gradual expansion of the entrance to her vagina. It wasn't easy, but she was determined to let it happen; with only a few involuntary attempt to resist, she felt him gradually slipping into her virginal sheath farther and farther. She was starting to worry that the stretching of her opening was going to go on forever when she suddenly felt her tight ring get a little smaller as she felt something incredibly large pressing against her hymen. It took a moment for her to understand that she had the massive head of her Daddy's penis inside: the sudden release of tension had been when she'd slipped past the largest part of him, and the pressure against her maidenhead was the end of his dick. Even though the head of his manhood was the softest part of him, she could still feel it stretching her insides; while it didn't hurt, it wasn't comfortable, either. But she knew she'd get used to the feeling of him, and willed herself to relax and accept his presence as best she could. A few seconds passed before he started to press himself into her again-a brief reprieve that she was grateful for. As the pressure against her hymen grew, she went from simply experiencing the increasing pressure to feeling progressively more discomfort to it actually being painful; but she managed to keep from crying from the pain, and kept her face as calm as she could: it was something she'd only have to go through once, and when it was over, she'd get to feel her Daddy's manhood filling her the way she needed. Just when she didn't think she'd be able to stand it any more, she felt her hymen give way with a sudden sharp pain that was severe enough that she couldn't help crying out from it. Thankfully, it lasted only a moment and quickly began to fade, giving way to the feeling of having that much more of her previously untapped girl chamber being overfilled.
She knew there were tears in her eyes when she opened them and looked into her father's face. She could see how sorry he was to have caused her pain, and heard the hurt in his voice as he told her "I'm sorry, honey." Putting on her best face, she tried to sound as good as she could as she tried to reassure him by saying "It's okay, Daddy. It wasn't so bad, and it only lasted a second. Besides, it's over, and we'll never have to worry about it again. You can go on again whenever you want, now."
Despite (or perhaps because of) the two wonderful, incredible orgasms she'd had, Ellen still wanted- needed! — to feel a hard cock moving in her achingly-empty womanhood. When she'd seen Robert's dick was hard again, she'd been grateful for the chance to have her last desire fulfilled; after he'd reluctantly admitted that he hadn't had sex yet, it took her only a few moments to slide out of the chair and assume a position on her hands and knees; it had always been her favorite position to be fucked in, and was way she'd lost her own virginity… it seemed entirely appropriate (and incredibly arousing to her) to get her son's the same way. He'd known to get behind her, and lever his erection down; from there, she'd guided him through getting the head of his penis lubricated with her oils (she could feel how plentiful the supply was!) and then positioned at her opening with one hand holding his cock in place while using the other on her hip to steady himself. When she was sure everything was the way it should be, she let him know he could start any time he wanted-which turned out to be almost immediately. She couldn't help gasping at the pleasure of feeling him sink what felt like nearly half his dick in her with his first thrust; following her suggestion, he moved back and forth a little to get her oils better distributed before another push of his hips let him bury the rest. He wasn't as large as his father, but there was more than enough of him to fill her needs… and still damn near enough to fill her, for that matter.