Sexual orientation :
Chapter Two - Realization
It was nearly eleven; my girls have a digital clock in their room. The room was dark, and chilly, just like they liked it. I felt a little guilty for not cleaning Melanie’s panties but what the hell. I bet she would enjoy it anyway, that little slut, always teasing me with her little cute skirts and sometimes walk around in her panties. I don’t understand women sometimes and most of those times were these. These pictures were really good, and some of them I could see her ass sticking out, her cleavage … their cleavage. Sometimes I wonder if these girls are bisexual or just lesbians with each other.
I feel like such a pervert, my god. One specific picture, it was of Sarah, making out with another girl? I now seriously think she is bisexual or something. Bah, it’s already 11:30PM; I wasted my time jerking off to my daughters’ pictures and Melanie’s panties. I’d better go to my bed and put the album back, and I did but I kept this picture of Sarah making out with this other girl. It looked liked her best friend, Allycia.
My daughters came home from the party and I distinctively realized that I forgot to close the drawer. I quickly got up; I was still wearing my t-shirt and boxers, and ran from my room to theirs.
“Dad, we’re home,” Sarah shouted, her voice echoed across the rooms. I forgot what she was wearing out that night. I closed the drawer and Melanie caught me.
“Dad,” she said, “why are you in my room?” she questioned, while her head buried on the wall. I had no clear answer to give her.
I was too busy staring at her opened blouse. She wore tight jeans and her brown hair flowed elegantly down to her tits. Sarah walked behind her; their bodies were both matured over the past year. Sarah wore short jeans and a t-shirt akin to my own but black instead of white. I stood there as if frozen in time. I opened my mouth but no words escaped my lungs.
Melanie asked again and I half-lied to her, I managed to say that I was looking for paper clips.
“Paper clips dad?” she wondered, then sat herself down, her blouse was still very revealing of those yummy breasts. She wondered what my motives might have been.
I only nodded in response. God, look at those gorgeous B cups, a little perky but I would love to bite or suck on them, maybe both. Sarah went into the room where I stood and changed right in front of me. Sure, she only revealed her breasts to me, covered in a bra, but it was all I needed. It didn’t need to be fully nude, my fantasies and imagination could do that easily. She gave me a throbbing boner easily. I composed myself, I had to, even though I had masturbated twice that night, I still wanted to do it again.
I hadn’t gotten laid in so long; I just wanted to fuck either of my girls.
Fuck! What is wrong with you?! They're your daughters. Your sperm. I thought to myself. Sarah kissed me on the lips like she always did. "Good night daddy," she said then collapsed on the bed, rubbing her body to the blanket as she sneaked in and plummeted her face into the pillow. I licked my lips, I tasted vodka, it was from her mouth because I didn't drink that night. I walked out of the room.
I was too busy with Sarah, that I found Melanie watching cartoons alone in the kitchen. I ignored her, and continued to lick my lips. They had been drinking, heavily too if I could taste it, it was strong. I treated my daughters as adults, I did not care, as long as they did not drink to their demise. I went in to my room and turned on to Jay Leno.
I was almost asleep until I heard a thump in the kitchen which knocked me right awake. I walked out and it was Melanie. I guess she had too much to drink for her own good. I held her head and kept calling her name, nothing. She was knocked out, cold. I slapped her, nothing. I poured some cold water on her face, still nothing. I took her to the bathroom and placed her in the bathtub. I turned the water to medium cold, the water poured on her, splashed her face here and there. Her blouse got wet and I noticed her tits sticking out. She had beautiful pink nipples. My cock throbbed again.
She shook, then I held her, she instinctively walked out of the bathtub, soaking. I dried her off with a towel and took her jeans off. Boy, were they tight. I felt her ass while I pulled it down.
"Dadd------y," she whined. I smiled at her as I get stiff again. My stubby 2 inches growing and thickening. "I'm soo hornnyy..." she whined again. She put her hands down her wet laced panties.
It was white, I could see her little pubes showing and her V-shaped pussy clamming down on her undies. She pulled my boxers down, I was still standing and she jacked me off. Oh fuck, she was good. Did she even know I was her father?
She held my throbbing 8 inches with one hand, the other she fingered her little cunt. She peered up at me then opened her little cute mouth and stuck her tongue out to lick my cock up and down like a lollipop.
"It tastes so sweet daddy," she moaned like a slut while she deep-throated my hard cock, she could only fit five out of eight inches in her little mouth. God, she was so good at it. Her mouth was wet and warm, just like a pussy. Her teeth gritted against the head of my dic, it made me twice as horny. But she was my daughter, god, this was lust. I lusted for her.
She pulled out and then in again, she kept sucking on me while her hand held my cock as if holding an ice cream cone. She spat on the head then licked it again, my juices and hers combine, filling her filthy mouth. She squeezes my balls softly. Fuck, I moaned.
"Ohh daddy," she whimpered. She squeezed my nuts again, "do it daddy. I know you want to, do it."
Her other hand continued to rub her clit and reached an index finger to her vagina and fingered herself. Her eyes rolled backwards in ecstasy.
"Daddy. I want your cock, pretty please?" she gave me a slutty tone of voice with her slutty face. Fuck, how could I refuse? She leisurely stroked my cock and sucked on it, this hard extra hard. I moaned again. "Dadddy, please?"
She stood, signaling me to pull her panties down. The water made the panties extra tight on her cunt as I pulled it down, it almost stuck to her like another fabric of skin.
As I did that, she kneel again and deep-throated me hard.
"Fuck, Melanie!" I yelled at her, she gagged but did not pull up. I pushed her head down on my cock again. "Bitch. You like that?"
"Mmmhm nnmm," was all she could reply then she pulled up, her eyes were watery from the gag.
Her cute face reminded me of my ex-wife, her mother. You do realize she is drunk and you're taking advantage of her right? My conscience played a part... She is seventeen years old, why not fuck Sarah instead? I shook off, and sat on the toilet seat. It was cold, my ass felt the cold plastic and Melanie showed me her cunt. She bent over for me. I sniffed her pussy, mhm, it was so good. Clean, and soft. Tight, but soft. I used both my index and middle fingers to peer her pussy open, I spread her cunt and took a look inside.
"It feels so good daddy." She moaned.
"Shh," I replied back, "Don't wake up Sarah."
"Fuck that bitch!" she said enthusiastically then got on top of me and clamped her tight cunt down on my hard cock, rubbing it. "Fucccckkkk!" she yelled, "dadddddyy, punish me!" she screamed and moaned, it seemed both.
She grabbed my dick and jammed her cunt down on me. She was facing me and smiling. Melanie pulled her wet blouse lower and squeezed her tits. "Mmmm!!!" she moaned erotically. "Fuck, daddy, you're so hard inside me. Daddy! Daddy!!" I continued to let her thrust my cock in her, my conscience still was at play. I wasn't fucking her, she was fucking me.
But the way she rode me, it made me so horny and I could feel every splat of her pussy as she ran up and down of my hard 8 inches. I could not take it anymore, and I grabbed both of her legs, stood up, and rammed her while I was grabbing her. I bit down on your breasts hard, she moaned again.
"Dadddddyyyyy! Ow, owwww!" she said.
Her wet body was no longer wet from water but sweat. She flew up and down from my long erect dick. Pouncing on it like a slut, she cried. "It hurts daddy!"
Her hair flew back and her perky breasts revolved around everywhere like water-filled balloons. With each thrust, she grunted with a hint of a moan or two.
"I'm such a slut. I love your cock daddy. Oh my goddddddd. Oh godddddd." she kept repeating it then I lowered her so she could suck on my hard throbbing cock. Her tongue massaged it, she bit on the head slightly. It felt so good. Melanie moaned, "daddy?"
"Yes, princess?" I replied.
"How am I doing?" she gurgled up those muttered words while choking on my dick.
"Good." Mhmm, damn right it was good.
"You like it daddy?"
"Call me a slut, call me a tramp, call me a whore--"
I pushed her head down on my cock, gagging her again so she would shut her trap. "You fucking love it," I said. She bent over again.
"Look at my pussy, daddy!"
What was wrong with her? I didn't even care anymore. I tickled her cunt with the head of my cock. She giggled and moaned at the same time. I leaned over to her as she bent over and massaged her clit with my fingers, I rubbed my fingers against it as the friction of it collided made her squirt. She squirted? I looked at my leg, it was wet, clear. Yes, she can squirt. My little girl can squirt.
I pushed my dick inside her, she spread her legs so my full 8 inches could penetrate deep but I kept her legs close. It made her really tight.
"Daddy, let me spread my legs." she gently said.
I let out a defiant No.
She was silent, then licked her lips and looked at me, then to her ass. I moved her head front, she stared at the mirror. Her breasts and face imitated her own in the mirror.
With each thrust, she let out a gasp then, "daaaddddy!!" then I pulled on her hair as my cock rammed her from behind. She let out another gasp. "I'm going to cum daddy, daddyyyyy. Ow. Not so hard, ow!"
I jammed my 8 inches deep inside her, my thickness plunging deep inside. Her legs spread a little then I closed them up.
"I'm cumming, no, I don't want to cum yet. Nooooooo..."
She came on my cock as I was still inside her. That little drunk slut. Her long brownish hair seemed to obey my every commanding thrust. She peered up to look at her reflection in the mirror. Her eyes stared at her face, she looked at her own lips. Around her mouth was my cum and saliva all mixed together. Her eyes kept rolling back as she orgasmed. I felt her pussy push back as she squirted on my hard cock but I did not pull out of her. I continued to ram the dirty whore like she was, hard.
"Ohhh, aaaaah." I fiercely moaned. "I'm going to cum, Melanie, I'm going to cum." I continued, my nuts churning.
"Oww daddy, don't cum inside!"
I won't cum inside, I don't want you to be pregnant, you dumb silly girl. Just another thrust, the churning stopped, my cock throbbing erratically, I quickly pulled my cock out of her and she squirted again while some substance fell out of her. Some of my cum, while the leftovers filled her ass.
I was still cumming, "Oh goddddd, cumming.... aaaahhhhh."
She moaned, "fuck, daddy." she laid sideways on the floor. "Daddy..." a trail of cum mixed with blood filled her pussy, pouring out of it, a color of pink. I let out a grunt then sat myself on the toilet cover again. I was my daughter's first time.