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Daughter incest

After my wild afternoon with two beautiful young women, I was exhausted, physically and emotionally. They were still giggling, talking to each other about what they had seen and done. As for me, my common sense had returned when my spunk had shot out. With the return of my common sense, guilt had also made an appearance. I mean, what we had done hadn’t been right, and it was my own fault for not being the responsible adult.

Now, my two daughters, Lacey and Leigh, seemed to think all of this was acceptable behavior, so soon after learning to do the things that they had done less than an hour ago.

“Listen,” I explained as I wiped myself off with a hand towel, “I know you both think this is all okay to do, you know, what we were doing, but in all reality it isn’t.”

Lacey sighed, “Daddy, we’ve already been over this. It’s just experimenting, that’s all. Leigh and I have never tried it before with a guy, just each other. Besides, we’re all adults now!”

I tried to reason with her, “I think people

would be more likely to accept you two experimenting with each other than with your own father.”

Leigh protested, “But we want to learn about it, and the best way is to try it.”

“I don’t want to talk about this right now, okay? I need to take a shower.”

I retreated to my room and, as I went into the bathroom, I avoided my reflection in the mirror. I mean, sure, my lovelife had been zilch since the divorce, but this didn’t excuse my behavior.

I started the shower, waiting for the water to heat up before I stepped in.

The water was almost unbearably hot, but I didn’t bother to adjust the temperature. I scrubbed vigorously, feeling thoroughly disgusted with myself. Still, in the midst of my self-disgust, I grew hard again, images creeping into my mind of how my girls had looked while they seduced me, how unbelievably sexy they were with my erection in their mouths. How they had seemed to enjoy what they were learning to do.

‘Jesus,’ I thought, furious with my weak will, ‘You are completely perverted! This isn’t the sort of thing you should be teaching your own children. Maybe they should be staying with their mother.’ At that last though, I shook my head. There’s no way they would be better off with a meth-using mother.

As I debated my actions in my head, I must’ve missed the door opening. I almost jumped a foot when both my daughters, still naked from earlier, crept into the shower with me.

“Daddy,” Lacey pleaded, “Don’t be mad at us.”

“I’m not,” I refused to acknowledge their nakedness, “I’m mad at myself for letting this afternoon get so out of hand.”

Lacey shook her head, “It didn’t get out of hand. It was just us experimenting. Besides, we know how lonely you’ve been since mom left.”

It was uncanny how much her words had echoed my own thoughts. I sighed, “That’s no excuse! There are things that shouldn’t be taught by a father to his daughters, and most of what happened this afternoon applies.”

Leigh pressed up against my back, slipping her arms around me, “Daddy, where else are we supposed to learn that kind of stuff?”

“With your husbands when you marry,” I explained.

“If I ever get married,” Lacey argued, “I’d rather know all this beforehand, so that I could impress him. Besides, if I’m gonna learn anything about it, I’d rather you taught me than some stranger.”

It was getting more and more difficult to debate with them, and I was beginning to get frustrated. Lacey pressed up against me, and suddenly I was effectively sandwiched between them both.

“Girls,” I tried to keep calm, even as their water-sluiced breasts and bodies were up against me, “Please, I’m trying to be the responsible adult here. I love you both more than anything, and I want you both to be happy, but-”

“Well,” Lacey interrupted, “If you want us to be happy, then make us happy.”

‘Shit,” I thought to myself. Them being in the shower with me was beginning to have its toll on me. Or better yet, certain parts of me. And you’d better believe that Lacey noticed right away.

“See,” Lacey giggled, “Your mind is the only thing that sees anything wrong with it.”

She pressed just a little harder against me, my erection trapped between us. Leigh still pressed against my back with her arms around me, and she caressed my chest and stomach, and planted little kisses on my upper back and shoulders.

My reservations were crumbling like an ocean-battered sandcastle. They both touched me, and it was overwhelming with the added heat of the shower water. I reached behind Leigh and turned the water off. They continued to fondle me as I stepped out of the shower and tried to dry off. When I was dry, I used the second towel to dry them off as well.

We got as far as my bed before they pushed me onto it. “Girls,” it was my turn to plead. I was still a bit sore from earlier. “Just give me a little bit of time, okay, a couple minutes.”

They shrugged, and to my surprise, began touching each other. Kisses were exchanged, hands roamed over each other, and then they climbed onto the bed next to me. I couldn’t help but watch as they commenced pleasing each other. These were my own girls, but they were also insatiable little vixens, touching, squeezing, kissing, licking languidly. They moaned and sighed, crying out when the pleasure became unbearable as they climaxed.

It didn’t take long for me to recover, and I daughter incest
tentatively reached out to stroke Lacey’s smooth back. She looked back at me and smiled before climbing off her sister.

“I think daddy wants a little attention,” she informed her sister.

I shook my head, “No, I’ve already gotten mine. It’s your turn.”

My mind continued to rattle its cage, protesting and arguing as I decided to give in to my daughters. I pushed Lacey onto her back and pressed my lips to hers. She kissed me back, her lips pliant and soft. Then I slipped my tongue out and flicked her lower lip. Her mouth opened in response, and her tongue touched mine. Leigh lay next to us, her hands trailing up and down my back, pausing to squeeze my butt.

I slipped my tongue into Lacey’s mouth to play with her tongue, and her lips locked eagerly against mine. When I finally pulled away, she looked over to Leigh.

“Sis,” she grinned, “You gotta try that, it’s so sexy.” I pulled Leigh’s face to mine and kissed as I had just kissed her sister. Leigh moaned against my mouth, making my shiver with excitement, and when I let go of her face, she pulled back, flushed.

“His tongue was all over mine,” she gushed.

I slid down slightly, and took one of Lacey’s breasts into my mouth, sucking on her hard nipple. Leigh took the other breasts and took care of that one. Lacey purred as she received pleasure from us. I licked around her nipple, and then moved down further, to her navel, pausing there to play for a second before continuing downward. Leigh had paused in her lapping of Lacey’s breast to watch what I was doing.

I detoured at the junction between her legs to suck and lap at her inner thighs, and Lacey was going crazy as I teased.

“Oh, daddy! I love your mouth on me! Please, daddy, lick me there” I took my time on her creamy thighs, giving her goosebumps as I blew out cold air over her wet flesh. Finally, enchanted by how it looked between her thighs, how her lips were slightly visible already, so pink and glistening with moisture.

I kissed up on her smooth pubic mound, trailed down slowly, and circled around her tender flesh. Finally, spreading her thighs apart, I gave her the lightest kiss upon her opening, and another one at the top, where her little button was, and she gasped,

“Yes, daddy, right there, all over it, put your tongue on it, please!”

Leigh had slid down to watch me, so I positioned myself so that she could watch my tongue on her sister. I slid my tongue up and down her vagina, spreading her tight lips to taste between them.

Lacey writhed, moaning, crying out as I flicked her little clit with my tongue, urging me breathlessly on.

“Daddy, can I suck on your penis?” Leigh asked.

I nodded, and rolled over onto my back.

“Lacey, come here and straddle my head.”

Lacey got up and kneeled over my face, and I shook my head, “No, turn around so your cute tush is facing up, too.”

She turned around, and was facing toward Leigh as she stroked my member for a moment.

I continued licking at Lacey’s sweet opening, delving my tongue inside occasionally, and feeling her tighten around my tongue.

Leigh slipped the head of my penis past her lips and licked it before pushing more and more of me into her mouth.

As Leigh sucked on me, I began licking a little harder and faster on Lacey, and she began humping at my face, her butt cheeks flexing, so I grabbed her cheeks, kneading on them as I thrust my tongue inside her.

She gasped, “Oh my God, Leigh, his tongue is up in me!”

It didn’t take long for Lacey to ride my mouth into an orgasm. I could feel her vagina spasming against my tongue, squeezing it, and I lapped her secretions up greedily. Lacey climbed off my face.

“Leigh,” she urged, “Try it out. Daddy knows how to really make me cum!” Leigh let go of my erection and shoved her vagina against my mouth, so I really began to eat her out as she shivered and gasped. Lacey’s mouth closed over my shaft and she slurped on me.

Leigh was humping my mouth for all she was worth, and she came quickly, moaning.

“Oh, daddy, lick my cum out, Oh that feels so good!” When I was done with her, she rolled off me, and I sat up. Lacey’s mouth was still on me, taking as much of me as she could fit. I positioned her so that I could eat her while she sucked on me. I sucked her clit into my mouth and played it on my tongue, causing her to moan around my shaft.

Then I surprised her by spreading her ass cheeks and slipping my tongue up and down her crack. My tongue paused over her puckered little hole, pressing lightly against it. It tasted so wild, and the excitement was getting to me. I pushed her off me, and she let go of my member with a wet pop.

“What’s wrong, daddy?” Lacey asked, pushing her long hair out of her face.

“If I don’t stop,” I wiped my mouth, “This is going to go way too far. I want you both so bad, and I’m afraid of what I want to do.”

Lacey cocked her head slightly, “But I want you to want us. You can do whatever you want to us.”

Leigh agreed.

“But what I want to do is put my penis up inside you. Both of you are virgins though, so it would hurt.”

Lacey shrugged, “I want to try it.”

Leigh added, “Me too.”

I should have stopped it right there. But instead, I asked, “Which one first?”

They looked at eachother for a second, and then Lacey answered, “Me. I’m the oldest. Besides, if it does hurt, then Leigh won’t have to if she changes her mind.”

I had Lacey straddle my daughter incest
erection, and it pressed insistently against her opening. She didn’t wait, but instead began easing me into her. But, God she was tight. She inched me in slowly until I came to the point where I could either back off, or take her virginity. She didn’t give me a choice. She pushed down, crying out, and then I was all the way in. I winced as I saw the tears in her eyes.

She sat there on me, filled all the way, and waited for the pain to fade.

Leigh watched, worried about her sister, and asked, “Lacey, are you alright? Sis?”

Lacey looked at her, “Yeah, it’s okay. It hurt a little, that’s all. But he’s all the way up inside me, now. Just give me a second, okay?”

Leigh nodded, and glanced down, amazed.

I waited for Lacey for a moment, wondering if maybe I should stop this. Then Lacey began moving against me, slowly sliding me in and out an inch, and in another minute or two, she sighed. “Okay, the pain’s faded. It feels so big inside me, filling me up.”

Leigh gasped, looking down at where Lacey and I were connected, “Lacey, I see blood down there!”

I assured her, “It’s normal when you lose your virginity, baby. That’s just how it goes.”

Lacey began moving a bit quicker, gripping me inside her, sliding more out me out before pushing it back in.

“Oh, wow! This is really starting to feel good.” She rode me faster, moaning, telling me how much she liked me inside her, how much she loved me. Then she stopped, her thighs tightening, and she cried out, in the throes of a major climax. When she was done, shuddering, sweating, she slumped over onto me, her face on my chest.

“How come you didn’t cum in me, daddy?” she asked, slightly hurt.

“I don’t want to get you pregnant, sweetheart,” I explained.

She nodded, “Oh. I still wish you would, though.”

She slowly slid me out, frowning when I wasn’t inside her anymore.

“What’s wrong?” Leigh asked, concerned.

‘Nothing,” Lacey sighed, “I just feel a little empty without daddy inside me, that’s all.”

I got up and wiped myself off, and Leigh waited for me.

“I still want it,” she said, but she seemed scared. I asked her to lay on her back for me.

She obeyed, and I climbed back on the bed, suspending myself above her.

“I’ll try to be gentle, okay?” I assured her, and she nodded, biting her lower lip. She looked so vulnerable like that, I wanted to call this off, but she took me in her hand and guided it.

I eased down between her thighs and to the entrance of her virginity. As my penis pushed inside her, she winced anxiously, expecting pain. Once the head of my manhood reached her hymen, I hesitated.

“Daddy?” she urged, “I’ll be a big girl, okay?”

“We don’t have to do this,” I gave her an out, but she shook her head, “No, daddy! I’ll be good, I promise!”

“Sweetheart,” I was partially inside her already, and I wanted to plunge it in, but I waited, “You already are a good girl. We can do other things that won’t hurt. You don’t have to do this.”

She disagreed, “No, daddy, I want you to. Lacey got it, and I want it, too!”

I sighed, worried, and pushed myself into her. She cried out, still biting her lower lip as I took her.

As with Lacey, I waited for her pain to fade. She constricted painfully as I had pushed, and she was still clenched, gasping with the pain. I kissed her forehead, her cheeks, whispering to her, trying to calm her down. I kissed her lips, and she kissed me back. When she stopped, she whispered back, “I love you daddy. It’s okay now. It doesn’t hurt so much anymore.”

It was still tight inside her, but no longer as painful. I moved gently inside her, slowly, and her legs relaxed to wrap around me.

“Oh, daddy,” she sighed, “Sis was right, it feels really good now. Do it a little harder, okay?”

I started to push harder inside her, and she urged me on, telling me how good it felt, that I was filling her up so deep. In another few minutes, she began crying out, “I’m cumming, daddy!”

When she had finished, she held me against her, not allowing me to leave her.

“Please, daddy, don’t move. I don’t want to feel empty.”

“I’m sorry, baby,” I smoothed her hair, “But I have to. We can do it again later, but first we need to take a shower.”

Leigh let go of me, and I slid myself out. They got up and followed me to the bathroom, and we took a shower together again. I had them wash good, and I cleaned myself off. When we were done, we dried off again and collapsed on the bed.

“Wait a minute,” Lacey sat up, “You haven’t cum yet, daddy!”

Leigh chimed in, “Yeah! It’s your turn to cum!”

Lacey began stroking me hard, which didn’t take very long, and began slurping on me. She and Leigh took turns, and then I had Leigh lay on me, straddling my face. I began lapping at her wanting her to feel as much pleasure as possible after feeling so much pain. She gasped and moaned, humping against my face, bathing me in her cum, and then again a few minutes later. I caressed her butt and lapped at her, sucked on her clit, and then she came a third time.

I was getting close to reaching orgasm myself as Lacey’s talented mouth sucked, milking at me. My balls clenched, and I warned, gasping, “Oh, baby, I’m gonna cum!”

Her mouth sealed over me as I spurted more and more. Finally spent, she let go of me and immediately kissed her sister, and they shared their prize.

They lay against me, all of us a little sore, and we daughter incest
dozed off.

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