Simulated Love, Part 8

by Anonymous Submitter

A restful sleep was to be the start of a busy week; it was already Tuesday, and it was my week to go to work. Pinned down as I was by my beautiful angels, I conceded to Kim the right to make breakfast for the day. I eventually woke them up and got dressed while they showed each other some attention, and I ate the meal quietly before kissing my family goodbye.

Now, as I remarked to one of my colleagues, there is something for which to be thankful in these hormonal balances. I'm fairly sure I wouldn't have been able to concentrate on work was it not for them, and even though I did manage to get a quick mutual fingering with that hot woman during our lunch break, that wouldn't have been nearly enough to get my daughters and girlfriend off my mind for three consecutive days, with only a bit of relief in the evenings. Even with half the office's women wanting to check out my new body modifications, I hardly got wet at all. I shared my body openly, of course, except for the tongue, which was only enjoyed by the sweeter girls with whom I was already quite familiar.

The three days were soon over, though, and even the best of work takes second place to a loving family. On Thursday afternoon, I was already feeling my body relaxing the forced work away, and I was on my way home as soon as I had finished my tasks, not even stopping by the break room to kiss my co-workers goodbye. As usual, Anita and Emily were quick to jump at me when I got home, knowing full well that the evening of the third day of work was a lot more active than the previous two. I gave my lover a long kiss, my dextrous tongue twisting in her surprised mouth, and she slowly unbuttoned my shirt before directing me to bed, informing me that the simmering dinner would be ready soon.

Already half-naked, I could feel my nipples harden under my daughters' soft caresses. I laid down on the bed before my legs gave off completely, and noticed many wet spots; traces, no doubt, of the rest of the family's previous activities.

Anita and Emily took places on my sides, leaving the rest of my body to my lover; they knew how good it felt to have her expert hands undress them, and they certainly didn't want to deprive me of that feeling. I closed my eyes and distractedly placed my hands in my daughters' abundant hair, Anita's long, freely flowing mane covering my hands fully, in sharp contrast to Emily's ponytail, allowing my hand an easier time caressing her soft, teen-aged neck. As sweet as my angels were, however, it didn't manage to get my mind's interest for very long. Already, Kim was working her charms on me, her hands seeming to know exactly what I needed as she systematically removed my footwear, skirt and panties, taking her time around my tail, arousing me so much it made me wonder if she had had a tailed girlfriend before.

I lost track of time at some point, but I knew it couldn't have been that long; even already satisfied, our daughters didn't act so lustfully if they didn't want more love. I felt their loving lips surround my teats, their tongue stimulating them expertly when they weren't getting a pre-meal drink of warm, motherly milk. My lover having finished removing my panties, she slowly and artfully made her way up my legs, making me crazy with lust the way only she knew how. When she finally reached my pussy, it was already drenched with desire, the juices wasting down to the ground; she was quick to place her tongue under the flow, enjoying the taste. She gently lifted my legs, directing my tail to her breasts, and placed her mouth around my slit, stimulating my clit with one hand while holding my pussy open with the other so as to plunge her tongue deep toward my pleasurable areas. I was already moaning loudly, breathless and powerless before her loving attacks, coordinated deliberately with our daughters' increased lust.

Taking a short pause after a near-orgasm on my part, she encouraged our daughters to get closer; they hurried towards me, leaving my breasts to instead cuddle lovingly, allowing their wet pussies to rub against my sides, their little heads resting peacefully on my shoulders. I let the warm feeling sink in, and was already prepared when Kim's mouth once again found its way to my longing pussy. Her encouragement, timed perfectly to my daughters' rubbing pussies, soon got me over the top, and I came, screaming, in my lovers' mouth, who was more than happy to drink my abundant fluids. I didn't realize when my daughters came, but it might have been soon after me, when my arms, wrapped around their bodies so my hands were on their butts, pulled them closely towards me, rubbing their pussies even more intensely. After our trio of orgasms, my darling got up, leaving us to our cuddling while she set the table.

I spent much of the dinner with my head among the clouds, still high from the recent orgasm. My daughters seemed to recover quicker, however, and I got rewarded once they were done with Anita coming to sit on my lap, burrowing her head between my breasts and wrapping her arms and wings around me; I had to stop many times to give in to the urge to hug her even closer, but I did eventually manage to finish eating.

When asked what they wanted to do, Emily boldly asked if we could watch some pornographic movie she had seen an ad for, an adaptation of the "Sleeping Beauty" where the sleeping princess and her princess charming spend most of the movie making passionate love. With a little hesitation, but seeing as it was aimed at children, we allowed our daughters to watch the movie under our supervision. It was Anita's first time watching a purely pornographic movie, her previous televised sexual experience being limited to normal movies adapting to our deviant desires.

We went to the living room, sat on the couch and ordered the movie. It started with a bang as the pretty little sleeping beauty was shown, completely naked, sleeping with her hands on her belly, her legs apart, as if inviting any saving princess to take her before waking her. Already Emily, sitting on my lap, was showing signs of restless lust; I relaxed a bit back and moved my legs apart, allowing her to lay back against me, to help her calm down. In that position, her wings were rubbing almost sensually against my vagina, something I hadn't seen coming. She was also sitting on my tail, the strong succubic limb parting her butt cheeks away in what seemed like a most pleasant way; she grabbed the end of my tail and distractedly brought it to her, rubbing her cheek on it as she watched the so-called story unfold. The princess charming, quite deserving of her name, saw the pretty angel on the bed and nearly wet herself. With no trace of acting, she showed the young girl loving eyes before regaining countenance and sitting herself next to the girl so she could wake her with a loving kiss. The story unfolded pretty predictably from that point, both girls desiring the other and making no effort to stop their lust. I was impressed by the fact the story didn't try to force the young girls into positions that are awkward at their age, letting them make love in simple, relaxed positions that felt natural and let them consume their lust uninterrupted.

As the story's girls were making their way past the early making out part and towards fondling and cuddling, I could feel my pretty angel getting more and more agitated. Her wings were starting to shudder, her hands losing strength but gaining lust as she caressed my tail, seeming to actually desire it. Next to me, Anita and Kim were a lot calmer, snuggling lovingly and enjoying the movie for its loving, paper-thin story rather than its arousing effect. When I felt how wet Emily had gotten on my tail, however, I knew I wouldn't have the luxury of enjoying the cheesy child's story much longer.

I slipped my arms over Emily's wings and started to rub on her shoulders, taking her stress away and letting it be replaced be a more natural lust. Soon enough, she was breathing heavily and I let my hands slip progressively further forward, eventually reaching the soft nipples adorning her burgeoning breasts. With a mix of motherly tenderness and succubic instincts, I gently pinched her nipples, making my daughter gasp in pleasure, before rolling them between my fingers. The effect was almost instantaneous; she got very wet, and her already erect nipples seemed to harden even more, inviting me to give her even more pleasure.

With what seemed like superhuman willpower, Emily managed to turn a bit toward me and whispered, "Mommy, will you please give me your tail?"

Taken by surprised by the child's forwardness, I was left to contemplate the question while she was basically rubbing against my tail, trying, in vain, to dissipate the lust.

Surely, the girl had taken many bigger things in there, yet it's the first time I would be acting so directly on her. I soon realized there was no reason to hold back, and this would surely would be a wonderful bounding experience between my daughter and myself.

Sighing, I removed my hands from her soft nipples and lifted her back up on my lap, before taking her legs apart. I could have taken her in another position, but I wanted to be sure she could still watch the movie. Leaning backward further, my daughter now basically sitting on top of me, I lifted my tail and carefully put its pronged tip against her soft vagina. I caressed it a bit, prudently making sure I could get the angle right even without a good sight of her tiny wet spot, not wanting to accidentally hurt her. Sensing her desire, I put the living toy inside her, slowly letting her enjoy the sensation. I then proceeded to thrust the tail inside her rhythmically, trying to match the movements of the girls making love on the screen, to increase my daughter's happiness.

Before long, Emily was moaning loudly and dripping all over my tail; Kim and Anita turned their attention towards us, smiling to let us know they enjoyed the show, even though Emily was way too distracted to notice it. Kim started slowly fondling Anita, working her so she'd be just lustful enough for some whole-family fun when Emily was properly satisfied.

Meanwhile, Emily's moans were starting to grow more intense, nearly louder than the girls on screen, who were screaming their lungs out as they kept repeating sweetness and each others' name, their pleasure heightening to nearing an orgasm. I did my best to arouse my daughter, thinking of how sweet it would be if she came at the same time as the girls on the screen. My tail was now working furiously, plunging incredibly deep into her pussy and coming out drenched, before driving in again, the drilling proceeding as fast as my bulky limb could allow. I let my hands explore her wings, knowing her nerves would make her feel so much better from it, and she soon went over the top, to the pleasure of her two spectators, who watched the scene unfold, ignoring the similar event happening to the lovers on the screen. Where my daughters let herself fall in my arms exhausted, however, the girls on screen lustfully continued their sexual encounter, switching to a sixty nine, their lovers' tiny pussies dripping from their own juices, which they drank avidly.

Not desiring to test if we could match the actresses' stamina, I let my tail slip out and my daughter cuddle, the moans seeming more distant now that my satisfied daughter was cuddling in my loving arms. Kim and Anita made their way toward us and cuddled next to us, completing the family portrait.

Yet the sweetness couldn't go on forever; the girls on screen were likely going to go at it for another half hour, which made us all horny, even sweet Emily. Anita got up and cuddled with her older sister, rubbing her flat chest against Emily's back, with only tiny nipples to break the skin's incredible softness. Meanwhile, Kim cuddled closer to me, and whispered in my ear that she wanted to take me up on my offer to plunge me elongated tongue on her sweet, sweet pussy, her words making me so much hornier, helped by her tongue playing with my ear.

Knowing exactly what I had to do, I encouraged our daughters aside, to explore each other more privately, and let myself slip down on the ground, my back against the couch. Kim immediately took the hint and got up, placing her pussy in my face; our daughters had started cuddling behind me, perhaps already scissoring, and their older mother's arms were soon finding their way around their winged bodies. Meanwhile, I was left to do whatever pleased me with that tight hole of hers, so I dug deep into her pleasure hole, her wetness convincing me to skip the usual formalities.

I snaked my tongue around, touching and tasting every part I could, screwing her as deep and lovingly as I could. Again, the sensation of inner pussy skin against my oversensitive tongue got the better of me and one of my hands left her perfect, athletic butt to go down on my wet pussy, easily slipping three practiced fingers in. I let my lover and daughters' moans fill me ear as my mouth was too busy to produce much of a sound, and soon enough the pleasure brought me over the top, my lover cumming in my open mouth almost as soon as I drenched the carpet.

Half obeying her failing legs, my lover let herself slip down to my level and gave me a loving kiss, her tongue soon finding just how agile I could make my own. We then relaxed a bit and turned toward the television, where the mythical girls seemed to finally grow exhausted at their repeated orgasms, their little bodies now tiredly rubbing their pussies together, clits probing each other at every opportunity. When they finally had one last orgasm, they fell down, barely having the strength to kiss, and it was apparent the script was fairly improvised at that point; I thought the girls were actually lovers, the way to were so eager to please each other. I let my eyes rest, since the movie was over, and I felt my daughters were actually done as well. We cuddled for some time, mother with lover and daughter with sister, before we finally regained enough strength to talk again. I was starting to dread my daughters being still horny, my exhausted body wanting nothing more of their advances, but it seems they were done with sexual activities for the evening.

Migrating to bed, my daughters requested in unison to check out more body modifications. With the proper instructions, many young girls appeared, demonstrating the many ways science can make little girls more attractive. The girls didn't seem to push any sex, however, and Kim and I were allowed to cuddle while we watched our daughters play with the newcomers, caressing whatever limb the girls wanted to demonstrate. I was quite happy to see my daughters play without seeking sex all the time, although they were still quite eager to test any modification that required kissing, taking their sweet time in the girls' embrace.

All in all, I saw easily a few dozens girls lay down on our bed, new ones arriving when our daughters were done playing with the last ones. The range of modifications was quite impressive, and more than once I had to suppress an exclamation as the adorable tiny devils, cat-girls, four-armed lovers and various unrecognized mythical creatures were demonstrating the way they could cuddle and snuggle with girls that normal people couldn't.

After what seemed like hours, the parade of girls finally arrived to an end, and our daughters came to cuddle with us. They whispered, sweetly but assuredly, that Kim had to get some modifications, since she was the only one left normal. I was shocked at how casually they suggested Kim should modify her 147-years-old body, which had gone all this time with only the natural specifications; yet Kim didn't correct them, instead taking much interest in the idea. I was too astounded to say much, and the decision to get her a cat-girl tail and ears was taken largely without me; yet I found little reason to oppose it, the idea sounding quite enticing. With a satisfied smile, my angels gave us a big hug and let their little heads fall on us, signaling the time for our warm blanket to take us to a restful, deserved sleep.