The two weeks before Dad and I went to Vermont with Sarah felt like they went on forever. I was determined to make this trip memorable, so I went shopping and bought some new clothing, lingerie, and a couple of surprises at the sex toy store. I was excited about our trip, even though I had no idea what would happen when the three of us were finally alone together.
The ride up to the condo was the longest of my life. The car was filled with sexual tension that could be cut with a knife. Sarah and I sat in the back seat while Dad drove. We listened to music, singing along to kill time. We talked and gossiped about other runners in the community, yet the one thing left unspoken was that we now all knew about our secret sexual liaisons.
It was already late at night when we finally arrived at the condo.
"Wow, this place is nice, Gabe," Sarah commented.
She wasn't wrong. Dad had bought the condo years prior when Mom was still alive. They would come every weekend to ski and slowly fix the place. It had three bedrooms: a second-floor loft and a big open living room with a fireplace. I loved spending time here. It was my safe space, one of the few places I always felt I could be completely myself.
"You and Daddy should share a room. I'll take the loft," I explained to Sarah.
Sarah gave me a tentative look. I could tell she was anxious to overstep her bounds. We were in a precarious spot. This was a new reality for us, and there was much to figure out.
I settled into my room and fell asleep quickly. I was excited to hit the slopes in the morning, as it had been a while since I had been up here.
We quickly left the condo and hit the slopes the next morning. The mountain was covered with fresh powder due to an overnight snowstorm, and I couldn't be more excited to use my new snowboard.
After several hours on the slopes, Dad and Sarah told me they were cold and heading back to the condo. I told them I would meet them at the apartment in a little while and went back up the ski lift. I was a little jealous of them spending alone time together, but I couldn't pass up time on the fresh powder. Who knew when I would get conditions like this again?
As I stepped into Dad's cozy condo, I was greeted with the delicious scent of hot cocoa and the crackling sound of a fire. I brushed the snow off my boots and made my way over to the living room, where Dad and Sarah were sitting on the couch, wrapped up in each other's arms.
"Hey guys," I said, my voice slightly breathless from the cold outside.
"Hey, Emily!" Dad grinned, his face lighting up as he caught sight of me. "How was the skiing?"
"It was amazing," I replied, grinning back at him. "I'm totally wiped out, though."
Sarah raised her head from Dad's chest and smiled warmly at me. "Come warm up by the fire; we've got some hot cocoa going."
I followed her gaze and saw three mugs of steaming hot chocolate on the coffee table in front of the couch. "That sounds perfect," I said, making my way over to the fire.
As I settled down on the rug in front of the fire, I couldn't help but notice how good Dad looked tonight. He was wearing a tight-fitting sweater that showed off his broad shoulders, and his hair was slightly tousled from the ski helmet he'd been wearing earlier. I felt a pang of attraction in my chest and was excited to see where the night would lead.
Dad and Sarah passed me a mug of hot cocoa each, and we clinked them together, enjoying the fire's warmth and the drink's sweetness. We chatted about our day on the slopes, reliving our best runs and laughing at our wipeouts.
As we finished our hot cocoa, Dad suggested we switch to something a little stronger. "I've got some whiskey I picked up on my last trip up here," he said, grinning mischievously.
Sarah rolled her eyes playfully. "You are such a bad influence, Gabe," she teased.
Dad shrugged, pouring each of us a glass of whiskey. "What can I say? I want to see my hot girls feel a little loose."
I laughed, taking a sip of the warm, smoky drink. "You're so bad," I said, winking at Daddy.
We settled back onto the couch, and I felt Dad's leg brush against mine. I turned to look at him and saw a hint of mischief in his eyes. "You know," he said, his voice low and playful. "I've always thought you were a little daredevil on the slopes. I bet you're a bit of a daredevil in other areas too."
I played along with Dad's game. I could tell he wanted to play this as if he and I weren't lovers, and I was all too happy to go along with his role-play.
I felt my cheeks flush as Sarah giggled beside us. "What do you mean?" I asked, trying to play it cool.
"Oh, you know," Dad said, his hand inching closer to mine on the couch. "Just a feeling I have."
I bit my lip, feeling a shiver run down my spine. Sarah's eyes flickered between us, but she didn't seem to mind the flirting. In fact, I could see a hint of excitement in her gaze.
As the night wore on and the whiskey flowed, our conversation became increasingly flirty. Dad's hand never left mine, and I found myself leaning in closer to him and Sarah, wanting to feel their warmth.
"Hey, I have an idea," he said, looking between Sarah and me. "Why don't we play a game of 'never have I ever'?"
Sarah and I both looked at him, intrigued.
"What's that?" Sarah asked naively.
Dad grinned. "It's a game where you say something you've never done, and if the other person has done it, they have to take a drink."
Sarah nodded, a smile on her face. "Okay, sounds fun."
"Sarah, I'm going to get comfy before we play. Mind joining me upstairs?" I asked, taking her hand without waiting for an answer.
Daddy looked at me with a devilish grin, uncertain of what my devious mind was planning.
Sarah sat at the edge of my bed, looking at me curiously, "What's up? You didn't just invite me up here for the company."
I couldn't help but laugh at how obvious it was to everyone that I was planning something. I reached into my bag and pulled out matching red sheer camisoles and g-strings.
I bent forward, running my hands up Sarah's thighs, "I thought you might want to dress up with me," I whispered into her ear.
Sarah sat there silently, her answer coming in the form of a sweet and soft kiss. I greeted her kiss with gusto, my tongue slipping into her mouth. Sarah pulled me down onto her lap as we pecked and nibbled at each other's mouths.
"Are you guys coming down anytime soon?" Dad yelled from the living room.
We couldn't help but chuckle at the absurdity of the situation. "We will be down soon," We shouted.
Sarah undressed in front of me. Her slim, toned body looked amazing, and I knew Daddy would be blown away when he saw her.
The two of us quickly changed into our matching camisoles and G-strings. I adjusted Sarah's tits, pushing them up and separating them, so Daddy could get a good look at her ample bosom before doing the same thing to myself. We applied pink lip-gloss to our plump lips and slicked our hair back into high ponies.
The two of us looked in the mirror before heading back downstairs. The two of us looked like twins with matching outfits, hair, and makeup.
Sarah and I sauntered down the stairs, walking hand and hand with each other.
Daddy's eyes practically popped out of their sockets when he saw us. His mouth was agape as he tried to say something, yet nothing came out.
All I wanted to was to get on my knees and share Daddy's cock with my new sister, but I decided to let Daddy play his game and see what he had in store.
Sarah and I sat on each side of Daddy, cuddling close into him, "Who is going to ask the first question?"
Dad cleared his throat and looked between us, his eyes sparkling. "I will," he said, taking a swig of his whiskey. "Never have I ever...had a threesome."
My heart skipped a beat as I looked between Dad and Sarah, wondering how they would react. But to my surprise, Dad just shrugged and took a drink.
Sarah and I looked at him with raised eyebrows. We were both shocked by our mutual lover's admission.
"Really?" I said, clearly surprised.
Dad laughed. "What can I say? Your mother and I had a wild sex life."
I looked at Dad, shocked by his admission. I had never thought about Dad's sex life with Mom, but I clearly inherited my parent's sexual appetite.
Dad turned to me, his hand on my knee. "Okay, your turn," he said, his eyes twinkling.
"Never have I ever...kissed someone of the same sex," I said, looking at Sarah in her piercing blue eyes.
I felt a flush of embarrassment rising in my cheeks as Sarah and I took a drink, giggling.
"Why do I have a feeling you two aren't telling me something?" Dad said, playing innocent.
Dad leaned in closer, his eyes locked on mine. Daddy looked at me hungrily, and I knew this night was about to get wild.
The fire crackled and popped in the background as we continued to play the game, the questions becoming more and more revealing with each turn. With every question, Sarah and I pressed our young bodies tighter into Daddy's manly chest. The closer we cuddled, the more our breasts pressed against Dad's biceps. Our nipples were hard and easily seen through the sheer material of our camisoles. Daddy's chest rose up and down as his breathing got shallower due to his growing arousal.
"Never have I ever had sex in a public place," Sarah said, her voice filled with mischief.
I rested my hand on Daddy's right inner thigh, waiting for a reply. Sarah saw what I was doing and matched my movement on his left leg. Dad's pants grew tighter as Sarah and I rubbed the inside of his crotch. The smell of Sarah and my sex wafted into our nostrils as our sheer G-strings clung to our wet crotches.
Dad and I both took a drink, laughing at the absurdity of father and daughter admitting such a thing in front of each other.
"Who was it with?" Dad asked his finger tickling and caressing our arms.
Dad's fingers felt exquisite on my body. My body reacted as if it had a mind of its own, as purring noises escaped my mouth.
"Just some guy in college. We fucked in the back room of a bar he worked at. Some of the bartenders caught us and ended up watching. It was pretty hot," I admitted, my fingers grazing the outline of Dad's cock.
There was no hiding it anymore. Dad's cock was fully hard, posting a massive tent in his pants while Sarah and I shifted in our seats as we rubbed our thighs together. I needed to be fucked. I decided it was time to take this night to the next level.
I leaned into Daddy, blew, and twirled my tongue in his ear. Daddy sighed loudly, his body sinking deeper into the couch.
"Never have I ever wanted to kiss someone in this room right now," I loudly whispered into his ear.
Both Dad and Sarah looked at me, their eyes wide with surprise. I felt a blush rise in my cheeks, wondering if I had moved too quickly, but I had no more patience for games. We all knew this was coming, yet I could tell everyone was nervous.
Dad leaned in close, his lips hovering just inches from mine, and I knew I had made the right call.
"Well, I guess it's a good thing we're playing this game then, isn't it?" he said, his voice low and sultry.
Sarah looked between us, a playful glint in her eye.
"I think this game just got a lot more interesting," she said, her voice filled with excitement.
And with that, the three of us leaned in, our lips meeting in a hot, steamy kiss. The heat from the fire, the taste of whiskey, and the sound of our passionate moans filled the room as we took turns kissing each other.
I leaned over Dad and pulled Sarah closer to me. Her soft, supple lips tasted sweet as our bodies melted together. I felt Dad's eyes burn into us as he watched his "daughters" kiss for the first time. I felt his cock grow, pushing against my stomach. Our kissing was clearly having an effect on him.
I pulled away from Sarah and, with a low, sultry voice, told her to "Watch me kiss Daddy."
Dad brushed a stray strand of my blonde hair out of my face before pulling my face towards his. We kissed as Sarah watched us. I had never kissed my father in front of anyone before. I was filled with nervous excitement as our bodies pressed into each other and our tongues massaged one another.
Sarah's hand rubbed my back as she made her way to the hem of my camisole. Sarah lifted off my cami as I momentarily stopped kissing Daddy. My tits were now exposed for everyone to see.
