Join Date: Nov 2009
Location: Hollywood, Florida
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Perverted Dad by ThunderedEchoes
Chapter One - Adrenaline
My name is Daniel, my last name is of no importance. I have married my wife for thirteen some odd years, and we had two beautiful daughters together. Melanie, 17, was a high school junior going to be a senior next year. She had brownish black hair like mine, but her eyes were bright blue like her mother's. My other daughter, Sarah, 19, was a college student for one year then she stopped to work at a nursing home with her best friend. I was an engineer, I was barely at home and it was up to my daughters to take care of the house since their mother's divorce. I cared little, being in love with a nagging woman was frustrating, and what's worse is that she abused my daughters, my daughters. Sarah had dirty blonde hair like her mother but gray-green eyes. Sure as hell, those weren't my eyes. I loved my daughters equally, they were both so, beautiful.
Melinda, my wife, she was only two years younger than me, I am 45 years old. She had blonde hair, much more blonde than Sarah's and even though she had two daughter, her figure was still intact. I loved the times when I come home from work, all exhausted and shit, she would dress in the most erotic gowns for me and call me daddy. I don't know how we even started that, maybe it was when we began dating at the beginning of my college years and some rough play... I would never imagine me ever lusting over my two daughters as most recently. It was a nice Saturday evening, another night alone, my daughters were at a party and I was feeling extremely horny. I wore only my boxers and my t-shirt that night. It was around 8PM, so surely my daughters wouldn't be home for another three or four hours. Sarah was always the protective one over Melanie.
I sincerely walk into my daughters' room, they both shared the same room. I had afforded a big house for everyone. I instantly goes to Melanie's bed and sniff it, I wanted to smell her scent. I dropped my boxers and I rubbed my cock all over her blanket. Under her pillow, I find a condom. A condom? I reach for more stuff but found none, my dick was still throbbing as I walked over to the drawer. I knew which panties were Melanie's and which were Sarah's even though they both shared the same drawer. I pull out a cute little laced panty of baby blue and I sniffed it. It smelled really nice. I wrapped it around my cock and started stroking it up and down. I felt my cock churning, about to cum. I continued as I walk to Melanie's bed again.
"Mhmm," I was about to cum all over Melanie's panties, I was visualizing her tight pussy engraving her panties. "Whore," I murmured as I began cumming in her panties. The word daddy kept echoing in my head as I finished. I laid there, my heart beating so fast. I looked over and there was an album of Melanie and Sarah, it must be girls night out or something. I was still breathing heavily, and plunged myself down the floor. Her panties in my hand, I wrapped it up and jammed it back in her nicely fitted drawer. I began looking at the photos.
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.
Chapter Three - Spotlight
I later took Melanie back to her room, put her pajamas on and everything. Cleaned her cum-covered pussy with my mouth, drips of blood were wiped off clean with toilet paper. My dick was still erect, full fledged eight inches of it. She was sleeping normally, and so was Sarah. Now I had the urge to fuck my other daughter, who was nineteen. Her blonde sulky hair was just amazing to look at. I touched my cock, held it and walked to Sarah's bed. Their beds were adjacent to one another, I leaned over and placed myself on top of her. I was sitting on her breasts but without the force, she had always slept with her mouth open...
I stuck the head of my dick to her mouth, and she opened it, her teeth feeling my dick. It was amazing. What are you doing? Aren't you satisfied with Melanie? My conscience appeared again. Fucking asshole, what kind of father are you? I quickly jerked up and walked back to my room. It's wrong and you know it, Daniel.
I laid there on my bed, naked, I did not care anymore, and hopefully in the morning my daughters wouldn't come in and walk in on me naked. That would suck, prematurely I grabbed a shirt and wore it. I do not want to be fully exposed to my daughters. I already have this issue, I fucked my seventeen year old daughter. I laid there, closed my eyes... I slept.
* * *
The morning was uneventful. I got the biggest cock in the morning, and with no one sucking on it. Ugh. It had been a weekend, I woke up around noon, no signs of my daughters. I was still in my t-shirt but pants-less. I sighed briefly then made lunch while watching some cartoons. I forgot to turn off the TV after Melanie passed out last night. I sniffed the air, their scents still filled it. I went inside my room and got my cell phone.
It had five missed calls, three from Melanie, and two from an associates of mine. I called back to the associate of mine. Her name was Jeanette, 34 years old, an unmarried brunette. She had been doing accounting for seven years, but I haven't really met him until she was in my office one day, looking for a job. I don't even know where to begin. Her resume was brutal. It sucked horribly. I asked her if she had any experience working with engineers and architects, she gave me a blatant answer of no.
I remembered it so clearly, she asked if she could close the door to my office and I pondered. I didn't know what she was doing, but I closed the door anyway. She went to it, and locked it, pulled down my pants and started to suck on me. I never knew people actually did this, but what the fuck. She was stroking my cock forcefully.
I loved the way she had done things...
* * *
But that was so long ago, I don't even remember. Why would she call back? She was working there wonderfully and we haven't crossed paths ever since. I clicked on 'call back' on my cell phone and it called her back. It was reaching 2 in the afternoon, none of my daughters had come home yet. Jeanette picked up.
"Hey sexy," she said.
It was when my wife and I were still married, was letting my cock sucked, cheating? I don't believe so and I still don't.
"Hey." I replied, "you called earlier?"
"Yeah, just wanted to know what's up?"
Shockingly enough I said, "my hard throbbing cock, that's what's up." in a joking manner, yet she took it another level.
"Oh baby, I've been wanting to ride that cock ever since I laid eyes on it. Full... 8 inches..." has she got eyes for measuring or what?
"Then Pitt came in, that bastard."
Pitt was the printer guy in the office building, although he did not see what happened, the way he kept annoying them about the locked door was sheer idiocy enough.
"You let him in!" scorned Jeanette. "I'm really horny, Daniel. I want you, please. I have had these fantasies with being with you for so long."
"You want to come over?" I just said it. Flat out, what an idiot I was.
"Sure!" she gestured a brief sigh. "What's your address again? I forgot it."
How can I refuse? She was a lovely woman, of many talents outside of her duties. She was 5'7", with a luscious body to boot. Her brunette hair mimics his daughter's. It only took her an hour or so to get to my house. I had told her how to drive to my house, and that I would be awaiting for her arrival outside. She wore a nice pink sleeve shirt, and a white skirt with black pantyhose. Really sexy if you ask me.
I already had my cock throbbing and aching to penetrate her tight cunt. I kissed her cheek and let her into the house. My house was a two story place, downstairs was where the rooms were, but the upstairs was a guest room with another bathroom.
She wore these sexy heels... and just as we were heading to the guest room, I did not want to use mine, she pinned me up against the wall and started kissing me forcefully. What a kinky slut. I pinned her back against the wall. Upstairs had a narrow hall, we were basically molesting each other from the beginning of the hallway to the end of it.
I moved one of her legs up, felt her sexy pantyhose.
"...slut." I gestured, kissing her hard, then nibbling on her neck. "You like that?"
"Oh fuck, Dan, you fucking asshole. Fuck me."
"Suck me, bitch."
She lowered herself, and I took her shirt off, it smelled so nice. She was massaging her pantyhose covered clit. I lowered my pants, I was dressed for her. And my hard 8 inch cock throbbed out of it, hanging, and in her face. She licked it like a kitten licking its paw. Then she licked it even harder, wrapping her tongue around my cock as if she had a gun to her head. She opened her mouth and lightly bit on my dick. It was good, no, it fucking felt great.
"Fuck!" I yelled. If I lived in a neighborhood surrounded by people, they'd think I was killing some kid for stealing my milk or something.
"You like that mister?" she looked up and sucked on it harder and harder. She was better than Melanie, but of course, Melanie did not know what she was doing. All 8 inches was in her mouth, she deep throated it really well.
I began churning, my nuts bursting.
I came all over her face.
"Baby, it's my turn!"
I sighed, I was losing interest. I wasn't all that horny again until she bent over for me, I can see her laced panties under the pantyhose.
"Rape me." she said shyly. "Please, hard, force me to do things."
Man, was she fucking wet, and horny. I looked at her and I pinned her down, my cock feeling her clamped pussy. I ripped her pantyhose open.
"Hey!" she screamed, "what are--"
"Shut up bitch!"
I pinned her down, acting like the dominant one to please her, continued to rip her pantyhose open and I spread her legs. She was still bent over and I pushed my dick right beside her panties, moving them to the side, sliding in my 8 inches.
From downstairs, I heard someone open the door.
"Shit." I clearly said out loud.
"Wait!" I pulled out of her, and glanced down the stairs.
"Daddy, I'm home!" it was Sarah. What would happen if she caught me? I stood still, Jeanette walked over and sucked on my dick. I was torn between two worlds.
Chapter Four - Synchronization
Fuck. What was going through my head had been too much, I shouldn't have invited Jeanette, and now, Sarah will find me. The voluptuous woman continued to give me head, her mouth running my cock deep in her. My erection was long lasting; it had not been long since I had my cock sucked. But no, it was a mix of nervousness.
"Dadddd." Sarah shouted across the house again, I was in the guest room thought. Why would she even come up here?
"Dad?" She said again, and again, for a few more minutes then there was absolute silence.
Jeanette wanted my thick cock inside her again.
"Daaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaddy!" was the last that Sarah said, until her trailing voice faded forever.
Jeanette continued to suck on my throbbing cock, forcing it inside her mouth, which is now bulging because of my penis. Her flowing hair got in the way and I made her gag, fuck, she had the lips of an angel. I was not feeling as horny, I needed Jeanette to get out of the house but Sarah was downstairs. I moved back on to the bed while she was still sucking me.
She treated my member as if it was a drug, addicted to its every fiber and being. She leaned close to me, her vagina near my member and whispered in my ear.
“You like that?”
I managed to gulp my spit and said a hesitant yes, but my daughter was still downstairs. How could I manage to get Jeanette out of my house?
It felt as if I was 23 again, young at heart, and full of lust. I glared at Jeanette for a little bit then sucked on her tits more, trying to get her to finish. She was such a fucking nympho.
She was riding my cock hard, slamming her pussy up and down on my dick. It slipped out a bunch of times because she was so spastic with her motions. She did not even use her hands to put my dick inside her; her pussy had hands of itself. I plugged her up back again.
“Oh misssssterrrrrr!” she moaned.
I covered her mouth quickly so Sarah would not hear.
Sarah was downstairs, unfortunately, she heard me. Jeanette moved from me, she wondered a bit then sucked on my cock. My dick was still in her mouth while she asked me, “isn’t that your daughter?”
I nodded in nervousness. She continued to suck on me; she did not care if my daughter caught me fucking another woman instead of their mother. I did not care too much either, but I haven’t done anything sexual with Sarah until that night when I stuck my dick inside her mouth then she rolled over.
She still did not know.
“Cum for me?” Jeanette asked playfully.
I looked at her, she begged for it to be inside of her, deep. She haven’t had a good cock in years it seems, she just wants mine. She spread herself with one hand underneath of her as she bent herself over, presenting herself to me. I was feeling slightly horny again since my daughter knows I was upstairs.
“Dadddy, where are you?”
“I’m up here honey, I’ll be done in a bit!”
“Okay dad, I’ll make some snack to eat, what do you want?”
“Make a sandwich will you?” I shouted to her from upstairs.
“Okay, dad.” She retired her voice as she got busy, making a sandwich. I knew she would take her little sweet time making daddy’s special snack.
I grabbed her hips and thrust my hard-rock cock deep inside, penetrating where used to be the hymen. Her pussy juices exploded on the head of my cock. I could hear each and every splat when I fucked her from behind. She moaned, louder than I had expected or liked. I pulled on her hair and covered her mouth with my other hand.
“Scream again bitch!”
I made her, her eyes were wide open, her gaping pussy wrapped around my cock, she shouted at the top of her lungs. She tried to move her head to look at the expressions of my face as I pummeled her pussy from behind but I smacked her and turned her back straight.
I feel my balls churn, and then removed my cock from her pussy and into her ass.
“Oh god that feels so good.”
“Shut the FUCK up!” I almost screamed.
With each thrust leaning towards to my own climax, her dripping wet pussy and anxiety of her moans exceeded her own body – we were both close to cumming.
“Don’t stop, put it in meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee—“
I did not stop. More than that, I pressured my cock so deep in her ass that when I pulled out, her ass was bleeding. Her pussy juices ran down her legs. She licked her pussy juices as she plucked it out of her vagina.
I was laying there, calm, on my back. I heard footsteps coming up from downstairs.
Chapter Five - Scarred
Sarah was coming up. Fuck, what was I going to do? What can I do? She hacked a cough a bit before entering the room. Jeanette was on top of my junk, her pussy was squat down on it, the cum was dripping firmly down to her thighs, then to her legs. Her pantyhose was wet. It was mixed with my cum and hers. Sarah walked it.
That was all Sarah could muster, she could not say another word. I looked at her gracefully, trying to calm her while Jeanette was finishing my cock off with her mouth. I got up, my dick still lodged in her mouth. Jeanette looked at my daughter and smiled.
With my erect cock in her mouth, she said hi, which in turn were mumbles. Sarah stood in silence.
"Sarah, this..." I stopped myself. What was I thinking? Fucking her sister behind her back was one thing, but fucking another woman that was not even remotely related to her was another.
Tears fell down Sarah's face. She could not believe her father was fucking another woman beside her mother. She was torn. She broke down.
Jeanette was caught up in the moment.
"Oh, oh, sorry." she sighed, knowing she thirsted for more.
Jeanette was putting on her clothes in front of the shocked Sarah. Being able to see his dad's erect cock made her frightful. She haven't seen a cock that big before. All of the boys she has been with had moderate sized cocks, but his, his was epic.
She was still in tears until I hugged her and held her tightly. She didn't hold me, that was fine. But I let my dick touch the prick of her fingers. It throbbed me again. Jeanette left, I told her to greet herself out. I looked at my daughter and kissed her.
"It's okay honey, but, please... don't tell Melanie."
"Daddy, it's just that."
"What do you want? I'll give you $20." I knew 20 dollars would not suffice. She was a shopping whore afterall. "Please."
"Just, you know..." she was very hesitant. "I--"
I kissed her. I know I have scarred her.
"Please, don't tell Melanie."
"But daddy, she is my--"
I covered her mouth, with my own. My tongue gracing hers.
She pulled away.
"What the hell, daddy!"
"$100. Don't tell Melanie."
I knew I had her. She was a money whore, she needed to buy new fancy shit all the time. I knew I had her.
"$200." she said.
Was she fucking retarded?
"200 dollars seems a bit much baby, that would require something..." my cock throbbed again, "you know?"
"I don't know, you tell me." I sat on the ground, with my arms crossed with my head laying on them. My cock throbbed in front of her face.
I heard Jeanette's car leaving.
Chapter Six - Shower
I let Sarah suck on my juicy cock as long as she wanted, she wrapped her mouth around my hard cock, rubbing my balls with her hands. It was as if she had done this before. I asked her, but she denied it. My daughter is a slut, I know this. I will bring the slutiness out of her. I blew another load in her face, my penis felt sore after this. I just laid there, on the guest bed. Sarah laid next to me.
"You're the best," she said, smiling, as she held the $200 across her face. She was laying there, staring at the paper money.
She liked money, and I will provide it to her.
Melissa came home, she was napping. It was late anyway. Sarah was out of the house. I felt guilty not telling Melissa I had fucked her the other night. But what else, was that, I didn't tell her I had been letting Sarah suck on my cock. But it did not matter, she does not know a thing anyway. It was mutual. Someday, however, they two, will share stories with each other. Haha. And then, I'd be long dead. Melissa had been a gorgeous 17 year old ever since I watched her grow up. From an early age, too. When she was 9, she had nice tits. I remember the time where I was feeling up on her while she was sleeping next to me.
I guess she doesn't even remember. Back then, I was still with my wife. Melissa used to let me take showers with her. I would let her wash daddy as I wash her back. Oh, the times of innocence. I popped my 17 year old daughter's cherry. I wonder if Sarah had lost it yet. Once again, I am eating dinner by myself. Sarah came home few hours later. She kissed me then went to the shower.
I was eating pizza I had ordered but I heard the water in the bathroom running. I put my half-eaten pizza down and went to the sound.
It was Sarah, showering.
It was a shower and a bathtub, it had a door. The door was see-through. She had a gorgeous body. It was beautiful. I wanted to stick it in her badly, break her hymen, ravage her pussy. I will be her savior. I will be the first.
She was washing herself with that soap. Yum. I just sat there on the toilet cover, and watched the soap run through her ass to her vagina. I flushed the toilet, the water ran cold on her side. She slid the door open.
"Daddy!!" she growled, sexy.
Chapter Seven - Chaos
A night of alcohol, a wasted life. Man, my head throbbed painfully. My neck down to each of my shoulders were sore as hell. I remembered Melanie's pussy, I remembered her fragrance. I remember how it tasted and felt... And Sarah, I remembered last night... her beautiful body grazing on mine.
Fuck. Why can't I remember? Was she sucking my dick? I looked at the clock, it was 10AM. I have work in an hour. Quickly getting out of bed, I quickly got dressed. My daughters already have left for school. As I got off; I noticed something. There was a condom on top of my cock. What happened? Did I sleep with Sarah last night? Or was it Melanie? Fuck, I don't remember.
Neglecting that, I got dressed and went to work.
Another night... I got off work pretty late. I had called Sarah to cook for her sister and leave some leftovers for me. I opened the door slowly and slightly to the house. I walked in and found the food on the kitchen table: wrapped. I opened the microwave and unwrapped the food and inserted into the machine. I heated it for several minutes but I heard some voices.
They were of my daughters. I took off my shoes and slowly tippy-toed to their doors. I opened it and peeked through. The microwaved food finishes and it beeped three times, which my daughters have noticed.
"Oh wow, I didn't know daddy came home."
"Me neither, uhmmm. Should we greet him?" Melanie said.
"Yeah, let's go."
I backed away from the door and stood there while they opened the door. Shocked that I was there, they blushed shyly and greeted me.
"How was work dad?" Melanie said.
"It was fine," I replied. "Ate dinner you two? Showered?"
"Mmmhmm.." Sarah said. Fuck, her body was gorgeous. She had amazing tits while her sister had perkier ones. Her nightgown was to fuck for, it was pink while Melanie had light blue ones on with shorts. Sarah, even though innocent, had a slutty exterior.
Sarah had sexy panties on, fuck, it was so yummy to look at. Her tight ass was exposed. Melanie got back to bed while Sarah followed me as I grabbed my food out of the machine.
"What?" I asked.
"Daddy.. last night."
She hesitated some more.
"I lost my......"
She blushed, "yeah, dad." she sat down and exposed her sexy legs to me; she did not cross them but instead, spread her legs and rubbed her moist pussy. Her pink laced panties were moistened by her little cunt. "Daddy," she said in the same way in the showers. "I haven't felt this good since you fucked me, it was the best feeling ever." She stood up and got on her knees. "I want it daddy, please?" she looked up at me. Wow, her eyes were just dazzling blue. She slowly slipped my work pants down and rubbed her tiny hands around my meat. She rubbed it in a way that she would be stroking it. She licked my dirty boxers.
"What are you doing, Sarah?" I said, in a sympathetic way. "What is this?" I acted innocently.
"Daddy, you know you want it." Her sharp nails teased my cock.
I groaned at first.
I let her. She pulled down my boxers to my ankles and wrapped her lips around my cock. Sarah slowly let her drool drip down from the tip of my cock to the entire thing down to my balls. She licked back her saliva and said, "yuuuuuummmmy.." then opened her mouth to suck on me. Her tongue wrapped around my member wholely, then licked it as though it was a lo lipop. I groaned again and she smiled. The door slid open a little, it was Melanie yet she did not come out. She just peeked and while her sister did not notice; I did.
She was envious of her sister and jealous of her mouth. Melanie's eyes were fiery red. She couldn't believe Sarah was sucking on HER daddy's cock. But instead of coming out to confront her sister, she stayed back and watched.
It was brilliant on my part: Sibling rivalry...
Chapter Eight - Desired
I was at the hospital, a clinic rather; receiving an annual checkup. The nurse called me in and patted the table in which I would lay myself on. I propped up and did so as she wanted.
"The doctor will be with you in just a sec," she said in her smooth voice.
I nodded as a sort of reply, I surveyed the room; it was all white -- pure. I found a magazine by the counter and got up from the table. I grabbed it. Upon opening the magazine, the doctor enters. It was always Daniel Markovich that examined me but this time, it was a woman. I did not know her as I do not go to the hospital much. I do not recognize her as one of the nurses as well.
"Ahh! Daniel!" the doctor said, I propped up to face her.
"That's me, heh heh," I chuckled somewhat.
"Looking at this--"
"Where's Doctor Markovich?"
"Yes. I am married. He is treating another patient at the moment.
I complied and laid back down. I bit down on my lips and she noticed. "Nervous?" she asked. I gulped down. She leaned over me and asked me to take off my shirt; which I did. For a middle-age man, I was not not that bad in terms of my body build. I was average, and the abs from high school were still there. But of course, there was a belly: my beer belly. She checked me out, not in the procedural way either.
She reached down and slipped her hand down my pants then into my boxers.
"Uhm.." I said. But of course. I did not complain.
"Just checked your spe--"
Her hand felt my dick. The friction, the motion, the smoothness of her fingers reached down on my member solidly. I almost groaned but forced myself to not. My cock became thicker, and it's size became lengthy. I was sure she could've felt it. I fucking knew she would.
"Ahem," she subtly stopped, "sperm count..."
"What's wrong miss...."
"You can... can call me Michelle..."
It sounded as if she was frustrated and annoyed, but by what I did not know. She continued to try to search my balls but my lengthy cock got in the way and I moved to the side just slightly, which made her hold my cock.
"OH!! I'm---" she yelled, "I'm sorry."
My heart raced. She felt my cock, and in a way, held it and stroked it.
"That felt good, no, great," I smirked at her. And she smiled, which I really did not expect.
"Hah, uhm.. it's big, I'll give you that."
With the doors closed, I lowered my jeans and my bulge could be shown from my boxers. "Help me out here, doc."
"What, what are you doing?!"
"I thought you wanted to see it?" I questioned her, I went to the door, and locked it.
"I--" she was completely speechless.
"Examine it, I don't think it's good for me to pay for you to check me out and you won't, eh?"
She got on her knees, her white coat touched the ground as she was on her knees. She took off her black high-heeled shoes, and began rubbing herself. Her yellow skirt matched the white. She looked up at me like one of my girls. My cock throbbed harder and harder, it slipped out of my boxers. Her eyes widened.
Michelle opened her lovely mouth and wrapped her luscious lips around my thick cock. The entire member slipped inside her mouth, I could not control myself, so I got her up on my table and pulled her pantyhose down.
"I--" she said, "I'm scared. They might hear."
"Well.... that's your problem, not mine, right?"
I rammed my thick cock inside her cunt.
Chapter Nine - Myriad
God damn, fucking teenage whores. Motherless, only to beg for their daddy to fuck them. I thought to myself as I woke up on a Saturday morning. Summer has come and went, and fall began as the brisk weather settles through. The heat started every night since it went down to the 20's, and work... well, work was always there. Unforgiving yet I liked it, a brisk satisfaction of coming home. Coming home to see both my beautiful girls. God damn whores. I continued to think.
I yawned, and quickly slipped my hand down my blanket only to find Melanie sucking on me, hard.
"Morning daddy," she licked the top of my head while looking at me with her bashful smile. She teased my cock early in the morning, teething along the edges of my foreskin. Melanie grabbed my balls which made me squirm for a bit, then asked, "can I be punished? I've been so fucking dirty, daddy."
God damn whores.
I had no other reply except to bend over over and ask, "where's your sister?"
"Out for a jog," she replied, "make it fast daddy. I need your warm dick penetrating my tight pussy."
Damn, she was good with her words. I started to feel blood pour through the thickness of my member, veins boiling from my heart to my erection. Fuck, I taught my babygirl well.
I gazed at her.
"Toy with me won't you?"
As requested, I yanked her teal laced panties down to her ankles where she revealed her amazing legs to me; spread, then her gorgeous pussy. She smelled like scented soup, fresh.
Slowly, my erect member throbbed into her. She moaned, then let out a slight groan and just continued to pound her ass on top of my cock. Her pussy slippery, rubbing all over my cock. I held her by the waist and just jammed my dick inside her as if a knife stabbing a young girl. Her moans became louder and louder, more, it becomes high-pitched.
Melanie's pussy was still tight, but her curves resembled that of her mother's. Fucking her so hard, I felt as if I was fucking my deceased wife.
"Oh god..." I groaned.
"Mmm, daddy. Fuck me. Fuck me like a slut."
"Fuck my tight little pussy."
She kept going, wanting me to cum.
"Come on daddy fuck me. Dadddddyyyyy--" she let out a high-pitched moan. "Fuccck, your cummmmm....."
I came inside her, then collapsed on top of her while my cock throbbed each last drop of cum. Our cum mixed as it slipped out of her pussy while my cock was still inside her. My bed sheets became wet.
"Mmm, I love you daddy."
I smiled as she said that. I then heard someone sliding the keys into the knob and opening the door.
Chapter Ten - Fallen
Melanie slept with me last night, it was one of the most romantic nights I have had. Her slender legs rubbed against mine as I fucked her sideways. We fucked in her sister's bed. Sarah had not been home during the weekend; my privilege... my right, has become my sin. Melanie cuddled closer.
"Mmm, daddy, you smell good."
I smiled, "go back to sleep honey, it's only 6:29AM."
"Okay daddy," she said, going back to sleep, cuddling right besides me. Her warmth right besides me, it felt so good. My eyes wandered about, looking at various instances of the room. I thought about Sarah; her touch, and the soiling of her sheets. My eyelids closed, and once more I am dreaming.
I woke up several hours later, only to find my sweet Melanie missing in bed. The chilled sheets could be felt right next to me. I quickly got out of bed, walking to the bathroom, only to find Sarah in the showers.
“Hey!” I yelled.
“Hey dad,” Sarah screamed out.
“Where is Melanie?”
Sarah was silent. I opened the door to the bathroom and Melanie was in the shower with her older sister. What the fuck is this? Immediately, my limp dick got hard, blood poured all over my cock and made it hard and thick. I did not say a word and Melanie peeked out of the shower door slide. She winked at me. This instantly made my already-hard cock pulsate. I rubbed the outer layer of my pajama pants, watching my two daughters’ bodies rub against each other’s. Sarah’s hands reached down to Melanie’s pussy with soap and just cleaned her right out, sliding right under her cunt. Melanie seems to enjoy it as she continued to make faces at me. She opened the door slide furthermore, allowing my eyes to have a full vision of what my daughters have become.
I feel like a monster.
Yet it feels so right.
I yanked my pajama pants off and sat on the toilet seat cover. In my boxers, I watch my two daughters caress and kiss each other.
“No, no.” I said, “use tongues.”
“Okay daddy,” Melanie’s sweet voice said.
“Mmmhm…” Sarah moaned, her voice so naughty sounding. “I—aaahh.”
Her moans made my hard-on pulsate more and more, I take my cock out and stroke it, watching my little daughters fondle each other. Mmhm, my daughters are cockteases.
My hand, wrapped around my thick cock, watching my girls – my own little girls, sluts, nothing more, I feel so obligated to fucking them both. Melanie ate Sarah out while I watched. I never knew this would ever happen, but it did. I got up, took off my shirt too and went into the shower with them. Our shower could literally fit five people, and my girls are pretty petite. I bend Melanie over slightly while she sucks on her sister’s lovely tits.
My cock rubbed against her clit.
“Mmmmhmmm… dadddddy…” she moaned.
“Keep going,” Sarah added on.
I pulled Melanie’s hair and shoved my hard throbbing cock inside of her.
…her cell phone rang on the bathroom floor.
Chapter Eleven - Conversation
"Baby, don't need to pick it up," I said to Melanie. My throbbing cock inside her tight fuckhole.
She picked up the phone anyway, it was her friend, Joselyn; short for Josie. Melanie turned her head slightly - not so much that I can see her whole face but her passionate eyes locked with mine. She really wanted to pick up the phone but reminded herself that I was inside of her. Her father's meaty thickness was inside her tight pussy: deflowered by me. She tried to move away from my cock but I wouldn't allow her.
"No, talk on the phone, go for it," I smiled and even gave her a slight wink. She hesitated but answered the phone anyway with my full length in her. While she talked; her soft and beautiful voice made my cock thicken and strengthen inside of her. I held her hips closer and began fucking her hard.
"H.. he-- hello?" Melanie answered her phone, her voice almost in shambles.
"Hey! Wanna hang today? I don't have anything--"
"I-- I can't." My daughter's voice weakened, her whole body shook in my presence, she shook whenever my cock thrusts inside of her. And while I slide it out, she prodded backwards, wanting the whole length deep inside her. More and more.
"Why? Come on, we're going to just hang out. Pleaseeeeee??"
Melanie's voice, her gasps, she responded once more. "I am busy," she gasps again, and a slight moan released from her mouth. With that, I pulled out my cock. "Dadddddy!" She had forgotten she was on the phone with her friend, "oh, he's just playing around with-- with me," she answered back.
From the other end, I could hear Josie's disturbed voice.
"Are you sure you're okay?"
Melanie gulped, "yeah."
I rubbed my member below her clit, pinned her against the wall. Standing right in front of her was the toilet. I placed my cock underneath her and her head tilted again, looking at me through the reflection of the mirror in front of her.
"Why do you sound so funny?"
"Uhhh," my little girl replied, "what are you... you talking about?"
"You're hesitating, what are you doing over there??"
My baby had no answer, I got on my knees and licked her pussy juices from her legs up to her inner thigh.
"I am fine.. I really, really need to go-- to the bathroom real quick."
"You're on a cell phone though," this Josie girl. Fuck, she's a smart and quick one. I nibbled over her pussy lips and slowly inserted my middle finger inside of her. She couldn't hold it any longer.
"Look, I'll call you back," Melanie hung up just so she could moan real loud. Her moans reverberated across the opened bathroom down the hallway. "Daddd.. dad.. daaaaa.. dadddy, daddy, dadddy.. fuckkk, it feels so good."
"Mhmm, I knew you would enjoy that." I used two fingers, my middle and my index, running it alongside her tight hole.
"Daaaaaaadddddddyyyyy--" she let out an orgasmic scream.
As I pulled my fingers away from her cunt, her pussy juices flowed down, more to the sides of her legs, and my fingers were tainted by her cum. "Lick it." I stood up, while she knelt down; reverse positions.
Her lips wrapped around my rough fingers, her tongue swirled around her cum. Her warm saliva mixed with her own cum made my cock throb even more. I grabbed her head; held it right against my cock and rammed my meat inside her mouth: using it as if it was her pussy.
Her phone rang again. Josie.
I bent down and answered the phone; held the phone right next to my little girl's ears.
"I'm downstairs, we all are! Come down, come down!!"
I rammed my cock inside her mouth. Her muffled voice.
Chapter Twelve - Work
"Daniel," one of my colleagues called me, "the deadline is in three weeks, are you done with the prototype?"
The prototype. We had been working on prosthetic limbs for the past two years. Why? The government had given us a large portion of what we call "spending money." This was strictly for the military. I've been so consumed by my daughters lately that I had not been able to concentrate. Every commercial on the television I see that are remotely sexy, I think of them.
I snapped back into reality.
"Yes," I answered my colleague, his brown-beard looking down on me, he took a deep breath and looked behind me.
"So you're working on the prototype?"
I immediately looked at my computer screen, the CAD drafts were on the background while on the foreground was an AIM conversation. It was stupid of me to not minimize it or rather, be more safe, and not do that shit at work. I did not answer, but he walked closer.
"Walter. Yes. I got it," I finally replied in haste. "I know it's in three weeks, I knew that. I am just tired okay?" I did not want him reading what I had been typing. Typing to who? My Sarah, my sweet angelic Sarah. "What are you up to?"
He eyed my computer as I closed AIM. Walter did not reply, instead, he just walked out of my office. My little cubicle, 12 by 12, it was my office. I uninstalled AIM. I did not want him to talk behind my back and have people be suspicious. I was being too risky. I grabbed my cell phone out of my pocket, this was prohibited but I did it knowingly anyway.
I went to search for Sarah, then texted her. You just got daddy in trouble at work, you're so bad.
Her reply was comical at best. Sorry daddy, I guess I need to be punished huh? When are you coming home?
I was an engineer, time is meaningless to me. I told her I didn't know; put the phone on silent once more and put it inside my pants pocket. Work was work, it was like anything else. It was bland, boring, and the house; now, I can have some ease of mind and have fun. It was my home, my daughters, it was amazing. Even though I was at work, I missed the touch of Melanie and Sarah already. I knew none of time.
It's passed 1:23AM in the morning, the prototype was almost complete but it's never good to finish work in time or else the boss will make you work on another project. I like to procrastinate and delay, it doesn't mean at all that I am lazy; but I get paid what I do. And what I do; I do it the best. No one thus far complained about my work, my work ethics, or my responsibilities. I was a very responsible man. And a very, very perverted dad. I went to the bathroom to urinate, with that I checked my cell phone. I received 13 unread text messages. They read as follows:
Sarah (11:58PM): I'm wet daddy.
Sarah (11:59PM): I can't control myself daddy.
Sarah (12:19AM): It feels so good, fuck me, fuck me.
The rest were picture messages. I opened them all, it was of Sarah fucking herself on top of the dining table. Fuck, what a bitch. She really wanted to get punished now. I felt horny but I was at work, how is a man going to stroke his cock at work? I let the thought escape me and went back to work.
I drove home, the car sat on the driveway; the light still on. I looked at the time: it was 3:48AM. I seriously do not know what time means while working. I turned off the light, the ignition, opened the door; stepped out, got my stuff from work, and walked into the house. It was quiet, surely both my daughters have been asleep by now. I checked their room, I was right, they were sleeping. I went in to the kitchen, opened the fridge, and peeked inside. A lot of food, sure, but it required cooking. Ever since my wife passed, it was either Melanie or Sarah that did the cooking.
Saddened, I got myself a cup of Ramen noodles.
Slurping away the remains of the noodles and its contents, I noticed Sarah walked to my room. I suppose she didn’t realize I was home, or did not see me come in. I threw away the emptied cup and walked in my room. This puzzled me, why was she going to my room? She laid there, laced panties and a tight tanktop. She was sleeping on my bed, wrapping her legs around my covers.
“Sarah?” I said.
No response, she was in a trance-like sleep. I said her names a couple of times and still, no response.
I got close to her, took off my work clothes and laid next to my daughter in boxers only. I kissed her shoulder and brushed her hair aside, “Sarah… honey…” I said. I slid my hand under her lacey panties and rubbed it not once, but twice. I snuck my hand back out, only to taste her sweetness. She wasn’t wet, but she was very warm. I slid my boxers down slowly, letting my already-throbbing cock rub against her lips. I stroke my cock closer to her clit, the head rubbing alongside her. I slid my hands up her shirt, massaging and caressing her beautiful young tits.
Sarah let out a quick “mhmm…” before collapsing back into sleep once more. I continued to rub her tits, and then took off her shirt and then her laced panties. I lowered my head, kissing on her tits first, and then briefly sucking on them. I continued to go further lower, caressing her bellybutton with my tongue, only to let my saliva trail down to her perfectly pink lips. I let out a quick slurp, sucking on her yummy lips, and then finally placing my warm wet tongue inside of her hole. She let out another quick moan, only to stretch; spreading her legs more for me.
With another stretch, my daughter woke up.
“Da…daddy? What—what are you—“
I muffled her mouth and said, “shut the fuck up, you need to be punished. Don’t even think of waking your sister up, get on your knees. Daddy needs a nice suck.”
I got up, standing in front of her; she looked at me, and with an innocent face she complied. Sarah got on her knee, both hands grabbing onto my thighs while my cock stuffed her mouth. I used her mouth as if it was another pussy, I stuffed her hard once in awhile. Sarah started salivating from her mouth while I rammed my cock down her throat. She couldn’t even respond to the dirty words I’ve been calling her.
Perverted, I am.
“Are you having fun? Hmm?”
I mocked her, all she did was suck on my cock with her beautiful mouth. Her lips caressed the tip of my member so wonderfully. She was becoming a pro at it. I moaned and groaned a bit, then grabbed her hair and pulled her head in further.
“I’m cuming.. cummingggg…”
Her mouth, dripping with my cum. Her lips, no longer soft but battered with my excessive force. Her face, no longer innocent.
“We’re not done, how about to make you cum?”
I told her to get on top of my throbbing thick cock. She obeyed, and the perverseness continued.