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Inspired by one of my friend’s photos, here is some more #erotica

My daughter Helen graduated in July this year. For her sake, I won’t say where, but traditional gowns were required so I duly went shopping with her so she was properly attired.

The Saturday of the ceremony rolled around and fortunately the weather was glorious. We arrived early, around 11am, and Helen met up with her friends, including Caro, who was now blonde and looking fabulous in her gown. My dick strained at my trousers as I remembered our encounter the previous year. I tried to dismiss any hopes of a repeat but Caro stuck close by my side. Of course, my daughter noticed and I blushed

The ceremony – steeped in tradition, in Latin no less - went off without a hitch.

Afterwards, there was a garden party in the college quadrangle. When we arrived, Helen spotted some friends at the bar and scurried off.

“Won’t be long, I just want to say hello,” she said. “I’ll get us some fizz.”

Which left me alone with Caro. “I hope you’ve brought me a present,” she said archly.

I knew what she meant and was as hard as a rock. “I didn’t expect to see you here,” I said.

“I’m sure you can improvise,” she said, her fingers brushing my flies.

I blushed and looked around the busy quadrangle, afraid someone had seen.

Helen returned and hand us champagne flutes. “I promised I’d go for a drink with James but Caro hates him,” she said “I know you’ll look after her. Promise I won’t be long.”

It wasn’t a question; the tiny smile gave it away.

I looked at Caro. “I’m sure we’ll manage without you for a while,” I said.

Helen sauntered off, casting us a brief smile over her shoulder.

“If I show you my room,” Caro said, “then you can give me my present.”

She led me to a door in the corner of one of the old ranges and I followed her up the ancient steep and narrow staircase. Unable to resist her young flesh, I reached up under her gown and felt her firm arse.

She stopped. “Oh what big hands you have,” she said coquettishly and pushed her bum back against my hand.

Still behind her on the steep stairs, I lifted the graduation gown and her knee-length black skirt. Pulling down her white knickers, I started playing with her clit with my one free hand. I pushed my face against her and tongued her already moist slit, tasting her juices until she was breathing heavily and squirming under my tongue.

When the door at the bottom of the staircase banged shut, Caro squealed and grabbed my hand.

“Quick, before we’re seen. There’s some right prudes,” she said softly then giggled when she tried to climb the stairs but tripped on the white panties around her knees.

She stepped out of the panties and I followed as she ran up the stairs giggling. When we reached her top-floor room, I took the opportunity to reach around her and tweak her nipples as she unlocked the door. “Stop it, do you want to be caught?”

Once inside she turned to face me, and I paused to admire her. She was still very slim, wearing a demure black skirt and white blouse under the gown. Even with her very high heels, she was still small, barely reaching my chin.

She stuck her bottom lip out in mock petulance. “I want my present now,” she demanded and stamped a foot.

I stepped forward and pushed the graduation gown off her shoulder, to fall and lie like a black puddle at her feet. The blouse soon followed and she stood before me wearing just the black skirt and heels.

“I want you just like that,” I said.

Caro started undressing me. When I was naked, she stepped back and looked me up and down.

“I think I’m going to enjoy my present,” she said appraisingly.

I pulled her close and kissed her.

As I kissed her, I felt her hand on my cock. She started wanking my slowly. I returned the favour, lifting her skirt and finding her hairy pussy with my fingers. She was already wet.

“I want you inside me,” she said.

I lifted her onto edge of bed and she lay back, knees apart, lifting her skirt to show her hairy pussy, which was dark not matching her newly blonde hair. I lifted her legs, still wearing those outrageous heels, over my shoulders and teased her, rubbing my cock up and down her pussy a few times before I entered her.

Soon my cock was completely buried in her tight pussy and was fucking her again, her slim legs over my shoulders. I knew she liked it hard, so I pounded her hard, pulling her back onto my cock.

Soon she was moaning softly. “Yes, like that.”

Behind me, I heard the door click softly behind me. I turned my head to look – tricky with Caro’s ankles around my ears – and saw Helen.

“Don’t be so shy, Daddy. You know I’ve watched you before.”

As I continued pounding Caro, Helen went to lean against the desk and blew Caro a kiss.

Caro smiled back. “Talk later, I’m going to cum,” she said breathlessly.

A few strokes later she shuddered as she came. I continued fucking her, but more slowly now; I wanted to make sure she came again but needed to slow down. I thought about changing position; cowgirl perhaps.

But Helen had other plans. “Make her cum again. Do it doggy; you like that don’t you Caro?”

I withdrew my glistening cock, and Caro knelt facing Helen. Still feeling embarrassed my daughter was watching but as hard as rock, I entered Caro slowly. Soon I was pounding her hard, with my hands on her shoulders pulling back onto my cock. I watched, embarrassed but still aroused, as my daughter stripped and started kissing Caro as I was fucking her.

When Caro came again, only Helen’s order prevented my from doing the same. “Don’t you dare. I want to see you cum in her mouth.”

I pulled out of Caro and she turned. My daughter looked on avidly as Caro took my cock in her mouth and started sucking me, looking up at me with her huge brown eyes the whole time. It didn’t take long. Caro’s eyes widened as I shot a huge load into her mouth. She pulled back, and coughed slightly with my cum dribbling down my chin. She swallowed then sucked me clean before turning to kiss Helen.

“Did you like my present,” Helen asked.

“Oh yes, “ Caro said. “He was marvellous.”

She turned back to me, grinned then said in chorus with my daughter. “Thank you, Daddy.”