Sara’s eyes shift downward, and it hits me. I'm naked. As I tug the covers across my exposed body, I ask, “Did you just look at my dick?”
A wistful smile appears on her face as she replies, “Maybe.”
“Maybe is not an answer, Sara.”
“Yes, I looked at it,” she answers with a sharp tone.
“Why would you do that?”
Gathering the covers under her chin Kim asks, “Why were you in the bathroom?”
Sara focuses on Kim as she moves toward the bed. “You asked me to put your white teddy in there.”
“Oh yeah, I guess I didn’t need it after all,” she says with a snicker.
“You haven’t answered my question Sara.”
She cuts her eyes. “What was your question again?”
“Okay, Okay. I looked because it was there. Besides, it’s not like you made an attempt to cover up.”
“She’s right, we were just kind of lying here,” Kim says.
“I suppose you’re right. However, I thought she would turn. You know, not wanting to see her old man’s junk.”
“Well it appears you thought wrong,” Sara blusters out.
Sara’s tongue can be quick at times. “There’s no need to get snotty Sara.”
“I didn’t mean to be, so I’m sorry.”
“It’s okay. But, you really need to think before speaking.”
“I know. Let’s change the subject. Besides, I want to be honest about something.”
She crawls into the bed and sits with her legs curled in front. “It wasn’t my plan to stay in there. After laying Kim’s teddy down, I was ready to leave when the two of you came in. At that point, I believed it best not to disturb you.”
“So we kind of trapped you?” I ask.
“Yes. However, that’s not what I’m trying to be truthful about.”
“Do tell,” Kim says with enthusiasm.
“Well, at first, I tried to stay away from the door. After a while, I couldn’t fight it and I had to watch.”
“So you watched us having sex?”
She gets a quirky facial expression as she says, “Yes. But, once again, not the part I’m trying to be honest about.”
“So what is it?”
Her eyes scurry around the room as she becomes increasingly restless. She looks toward Kim and then me. “I hope you don’t think I’m sick, but I wanted to join you.”
“Oh my, that would have been interesting,” Kim says.
“To be truthful, the only reason I didn’t is because it was the first time the two of you had been together. So I didn’t want to mess that up.”
My daughter chatters on about wanting to join, and I listen, struggling to understand. After deep thought, I say, “You know, I believe given the circumstances that would be a normal reaction. Think about it, being fifteen feet away and watching had to turn you on. I’m sure that’s what caused your desire.”
“Maybe you’re right, but it was very intense. So strong, in fact, I was hesitant to touch myself, fearing I would rip off my clothes and jump in bed with you.”
Searching my mind, I attempt to find something, anything, to help her understand. Glancing toward her, I say, “I still believe it was circumstances, nothing more. Besides, I would have stopped you.”
Kim laughs. “As hot and horny as we were, I doubt either of us would have turned her away.”
As I contemplate things, I begin to hear Sara’s voice. “Dad, are you okay?”
“Yes. Why do you ask?”
“Because, we are talking and you’re not listening.”
“Sorry about that. I was thinking about what Kim said.”
“What were you thinking?”
“Truthfully, I was wondering if I could have stopped you.”
“And what did you decide?”
“I’m not sure, but I think she might be right. And that scares me.”
“Because, I understand how easy it would be for that to happen. I mean, I was so hungry. I don’t believe I could have stopped you.”
She begins cracking her knuckles when she asks, “Would that have been such a bad thing?”
“Do you want an honest answer?”
“You know I do.”
“Well, I don’t know, but it would have definitely been wrong.”
“I agree that legally it would have been wrong. But, if you love someone, is incest still wrong?”
“Incest, now there’s a topic for discussion,” Kim says.
Sara darts her eyes toward Kim, “Not now.”
“Is there going to be a better time?”
“Why don’t we let him read it and allow him to make his own decision?” Kim says as she turns toward me and asks, “What do you think?”
“Read what?” I ask.
Sara raises and sits on her heels. “You may be right.”
“Read what?” I question in a demanding tone.
Sara reaches for Kim’s hand as she asks, “Would you give us a minute?”
“Do I have a choice?”
“Not really,” she says as they exit the bed and walk toward the bathroom.
As they walk, I stare at Kim’s bare ass. Damn she is beautiful. I watch as they enter the bathroom, and I begin to relive the events of the evening. This stunning woman is so young and beautiful, yet she fucks like an experienced older woman. She’s sexy, sensual and has skills far beyond her years.
When my eyes move from her ass to Sara’s, my mind turns in an immoral direction. I should feel ashamed, but I don’t. Sara’s black hair hangs midway down her back. She’s a good four inches shorter than Kim. Her ass looks great in those body-hugging shorts. Her body is tone and flows pleasantly from one curve to another. As her hips, sway side to side, her ass cheeks rise and fall, begging for attention.
My mind struggles to keep thoughts of my daughter out as they return to the bed.
“Do you want to read it?” Sara asks.
Once again, I question, “Read what?”
She opens the drawer of the nightstand as she says, “Mom’s diary.”
Looking at the book in Sara’s hand, I ask, “She had a diary?”
“Of course she did,” she says as she hands it to me. “Begin reading at the bookmark.”
“Would you like us to leave?” Kim asks.
Opening the book, I wonder what it contains that prompted this series of events. As I turn a few pages, reaching the bookmark, I say, “There’s no need to leave.”
Cuddling in on my left-side Sara says, “Then move over.”
Shifting to my right Kim’s breast touches my arm as she duplicates Sara’s action.
Taking a moment to close my eyes, I savor the sensation of these two beautiful women nuzzling into me.
The words written across the top of the page read, “The day Chris cheated on me.” I turn toward Sara and say, “I never cheated on your mother.”
Playfully slapping my arm, she says, “Titles can be misleading, just read it.”
As I read, her words captivate my memories. She wrote about a black-and-white masquerade party we attended many years ago. The men wore black, and the women wore white. We were not exactly a matching pair. My attire was that of a Victorian Vampire complete with a cape and cane. Hers was a sexy Marie Antoinette costume. I can picture her, a white satin jacquard dress, wig and stockings that stopped mid-thigh.
“You look happy Dad.”
“This does bring back fond memories.”
She begins to laugh as she says, “I was speaking of the rise in the sheet.”
As I lower the book to cover my growing erection, I say, “Oh sorry, I was thinking of that night.”
“What were you thinking about?” Kim asks.
“Well, after several drinks, I was mingling among friends when I saw Carla climbing the stairs. She motioned for me to follow. As I topped the stairs, she giggled as she scurried into a bedroom. I followed her. The room went dark when I closed the door. She grabbed my hand and led me to the bed. She never said a word. She removed my pants and pushed me onto the bed. She removed her panties and tossed them on my face. As I enjoyed the sweet scent from the panties, she mounted me. She rode slowly at first. As I joined her rhythm, her pace quickened.
After a few minutes, I stood up, taking her with me. I turned and lowered her onto the bed, pressed her knees to her shoulders and pounded her. We fucked fast and hard until we both exploded into orgasms. That night we were sexually driven. It may have been the costumes. Truthfully, I am not sure why we were so horny. Regardless, I do remember her playfully sucking me all the way home. She would bring me to the point of orgasm and stop. I begged her to finish me. She refused, and kept telling me not until we are home. Once home, we fucked in every room in the house."
“Sounds like a crazy night,” Sara says.
Sara rises from my shoulder as she takes the book from my hand. She gets a naughtily expression on her face as she says, “I know why mom was so horny.”
I slap her leg and ask, “How do you know?”
“Because, the person you fucked at the party was not mom.”
Without hesitation I respond, “Of course it was.”
“No Dad, it wasn’t.” She opens the diary and reads a passage, “I stood silently, and nervously watched as Chris fucked her. I warned her about his tendency to be aggressive when he’s drinking, she was okay with it. My pussy throbbed as I watched him pound her. I wanted to scream out, to let him know it wasn’t me. However, I choose not to. To this day, I have not told him. I guess I should feel ashamed, but I don’t.”
“How could this be?” I ask.
Sara closes the diary as she says, “Mom allowed this woman to wear her costume. They worked together to set you up.”
“I think I know, but I am not one hundred percent sure. But hey, at least you didn’t consciously cheat on her.” She says with a smile. “Besides, she both wanted and allowed this to happen.”
Emotionally, I should feel something, but I don’t. The only thing I feel is horny. I take Kim’s hand and lay it on my dick. “I’m really horny. Would you like to go again?”
She smiles. “Absolutely.”
I grin at Sara and ask, “Do you mind?”
Rising from the bed, she says, “Not at all. I’ll let myself out.”
As Sara makes her way to the door, Kim pulls the covers away and lowers her mouth. Leaning my head back, I gasp as she takes me inside her mouth.
The room goes dark when Sara turns the light out and shuts the door.
Kim never stops sucking as her leg crosses my head, and she lowers her pussy onto my mouth.
I float my tongue between her moist lips before plunging it deep inside her. She grinds hard as my thumb presses her clit.
Our rhythm is different this time. There's no gentleness on either side. I’m pressing hard on her clit as I draw one of her lips inside my mouth.
The blowjob she gave before was passionate. This one has hunger. She is forcing my cock deep and stroking hard when she backs off.
She lays her hands on my thighs, pressing her body upward. Her weight bears down as her fingers dig into my legs.
Her body trembles as I suck her clit into my mouth.
She fights to breathe as my tongue darts back and forth. Her entire body shakes as I slurp inward.
I gasp for air as she leans forward, seizing my manhood with her mouth.
I watch as her hair soars through the air as she tosses her head backwards.
As Kim’s hair soars through the air, I immediately realize she’s not the one sucking me. As this awareness settles in, so does the fact that it’s Sara’s mouth on me.
Shockwaves tear through my body as Sara engulfs my entire length.
Quickly, I roll my hips downward in an attempt to pull away. My escape attempt fails as she follows my movement.
I work feverishly on Kim’s clit as and Sara continues bobbing up and down.
My mind is telling me this is wrong, yet my body is shouting this feels fantastic.
Kim’s rhythm quickens, as does Sara’s.
Sara’s tongue swirls around my head and I realize it’s too late to stop this.
My senses are buzzing as I suck Kim’s pussy and Sara continues to deep throat me.
As I relish Kim’s aroma and flavor, the sensation of Sara’s mouth is unreal. How can a man so quickly cherish his own daughter’s ability to suck him?
As I continue to struggle, the sensation of her lips and tongue on my shaft is incredible.
As my mind begins to absorb all of these things, it screams, “Please Sara no…”
My hips are thrusting as I half-heartedly fight to pull away. Jerking my hips downward, Sara releases me. Thank god, I think to myself.
Kim pushes upwards, bringing her body straight. She slows her rhythm as I skim my tongue through her wet lips. Her hands touch my chest as Sara straddles me. “Oh god, please Sara no,” I yell, but no sounds come from my mouth.
She slowly rocks back and forth, allowing her moisture to slip along my shaft.
My mind says this is immoral and needs to stop. However, my body is hungry and craves more.
Sara raises and guides my cock to her entrance. She pauses, and then begins to lower herself. She takes it slow as her muscles relax and adjust.
With each up and down motion, her juices coat my shaft allowing for deeper penetration.
She hesitates as she inhales a deep breath. “God you’re thick.”
“Just take it slow,” Kim says.
Not wanting to offer an opinion, I stay quiet and continue licking Kim.
With one final downward thrust, Sara takes my entire length. After a few moments she says, “Wow, this sensation is awesome. I’ve never been stretched this far.”
Damn she is tight. I can feel her muscles pulsating along my shaft, as she remains motionless.
She slowly sets in motion a gentle lifting and lower rhythm. She increases the speed as she becomes comfortable.
Kim leans back as Sara leans forward placing her hands on my chest. Her pace is now systematic as I join her rhythm.
My balls tighten as Sara initiates a faster and more determined tempo.
She rises quickly and then slams hard against my body. She repeats this movement numerous times before she grinds her clit into me.
Kim’s body begins to twitch as she bears down on me. She leans into Sara, bracing herself as her body reaches full spasm. Her thighs stiffens as she grinds into my mouth and screams, “Oh fuck. Yes. Oh god.” Every muscle within her body constricts as juices burst in my mouth.
Grabbing the top of her thighs, I pull tight, thrusting my tongue deep inside.
She’s twisting and turning, trying to break free as I wander my tongue through her lips.
“Oh god,” she shouts as she pries at my fingers. “Mother of god, I’m begging you, please stop.”
I release my hands and she quickly collapses onto the bed. As her eyes close she says, “Fuck me. Goddamn that was incredible.”
Sara leans forward, bringing her lips to mine as she whispers, “I think it’s time you fuck me.”
Feeling her nipples pressing against my chest, my mind is screaming to stop this.
Damn-it, what do I do?
As I debate this, she touches her lips to mine and starts to press against my lips.
I can’t take this anymore. I separate my lips and our tongues encounter one another and slowly begin to entangle. My hands roam down her sides, stopping on her ass. As I breathe in, I inhale the aroma of her body for the first time. Her scent is sweet. As my hands slide across her ass, I become aware of how soft her skin is.
“Do you like my ass?”
“Would you like to pin my knees against my shoulders and fuck me like you did the woman at the party?”
“Oh god, that would be wonderful.”
“I’m all yours. You can do me however you wish.”
I realize I should shove her to the side and run like hell. Instead, I kiss her while squeezing her ass. At this point, every ounce of uncertainty disappears. I roll her over, withdrawing from her.
She breaks our kiss and whispers, “Please.”
She moans as I kiss her softly on the neck. Lowering my head, I take a nipple in my mouth, making small circles with my tongue.
She moans as she says, “That feels nice.”
Releasing her nipple, I return my mouth to hers. “You feel great,” I say, as I lower my lips to hers.
Our lips part and her tongue rushes to greet mine. Our kiss starts slow and passionate but builds quickly and soon becomes aggressive.
She pulls away long enough to say, “I want you to taste me. I want to feel your tongue pleasure my pussy.”
I whisper, “Whatever you want baby.”
“Mmmm, I love the sound of that.”
I begin to move down her body and she stops me. “Not now. Right now I want you cock inside me.”
I delicately kiss one nipple as I roll the other through my fingertips.
As she repositions her hips beneath mine, she says, “Please fuck me.”
As I start to press my head into the entrance of her sweet pussy, I say, “It will be my pleasure.”
She runs her fingernails across my back as she says, “I assure you it’s mine.”
As I push deeper inside, a gasp escapes her, and she says, “I so want to make love to you, but at this moment I just want to fuck you.”
Our rhythm increases as our tongues entangle.
My strokes are long and hard as she places her feet upon my calves.
She bears down on my legs as she drives her pussy into me. Her fingers dig into my shoulders as she pulls me tight.
I can feel her muscles as they embrace my cock. Her breathing is quick and loud as she increases our pace. Her hips slam her wetness into my ever stroke.
Our tongues are in a constant rhythm when she breaks away. “Oh fuck. I’m going to cum.”
She reaches around me and grabs my ass, pulling me into her. Her body tenses as she thrust upwards, holding her pussy tight to my body.
I pound in and out of her as fast and hard as I can.
My balls tighten as she says, “I feel you growing,” She bites my shoulder as she struggles through labored breathing to say, “Don’t you dare pull out of me.”
I lean down and whisper, “Are you sure?”
“I’m absolutely positive. I want you to be the first man to cum inside me.”
She digs her heels into my ass, pulling me tight against her. Her hips grind on my cock. Her body jerks and she screams out, “Oh god.”
My shaft tightens as I thrust deep inside, my balls pull tight into my body as I release stream after stream inside her.
“Oh fuck,” she screams as her fingernails dig into my back. Her entire body begins to jerk and shudder as she her hips produce three hard upward thrust. On the forth, her body jolts, her teeth dig into my shoulder and her fingernails tear the skin from my back as she drags them across.
As my erection begins to fade, I can feel her body tremble as her hard nipples press into my chest.
She pulls my mouth to hers, kissing me passionately. She breaks our kiss and says, “Oh my god, that was amazing.”
“Yes it was.”
Kim’s chimes in, “Agreed.”
I look at Sara and then Kim. I cannot believe I’ve fucked both of this beautiful ladies in the same night. I lean toward Kim and my mouth opens. She welcomes me and our lips touch as our tongues meet and twirl several times.
I pull away and roll from Sara. As I lay on my back, they both cuddle into me.
We lay holding one another for several minutes before Sara says, “Hey Kim, I think we should tell him.”
“Tell me what?” I ask.
“Well, there’s several things actually,” Kim says.
Sara begins to laugh as she says, “The first one being, Kim had no idea I was in the room until I took your cock from her.”
“So this wasn’t planned?”
“Yes and no,” Sara answers.
“That’s a story for another day,” Kim says.
“Okay, so what are the other things you need to tell me?”
Sara sits up. “Well, you know the woman mom allowed you to fuck that night?”
“I remember the night but have no idea who the woman was.”
Sara quickly says, “The lady and her husband wanted a child. He was not able to give her one. This is where mom stepped in. Mom, this woman and her husband worked together to set you up. The sole purpose was to get her pregnant.”
“Did I get her pregnant?”
“Yes,” Kim answers.
Playfully pulling Kim toward me, I ask. “How would you know?”
Without hesitation, she replies, “Because the woman you fucked at the party was my mom.”
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