"It only figured that his wife would get called out the day of their family camping trip," Samuel thought to himself as the passing trees flew by. He and his two daughters, Jasmine, who was 3, and Brittany, who was 5 years old, were only 6 hours into their 12-hour drive to the state national park. They had passed the last rest stop over forty-five minutes ago, and the coffee Sam had bought was not enough. The cup bounced in the oversized cup holder, empty, much to Sam's dismay.


“Daddy!” Jasmine squealed. “Brittany took my doll, and she won't give it back!”


“She had her turn! It's my turn now!” the preteen said in retort.


“No, it isn't! It's my dolly!”


“Uh uh! Mommy bought it for both of us!”


Sam sighed to himself, and the girls began another fight for control of the toy. Brittany was holding onto the stuffed doll's upper torso, while Jasmine had her small hands clasped on the stuffed doll's feet. Though he would normally get involved and try to calm the girls, he simply did not have the energy or patience to pull their minivan over and discipline the girls again, only to have them act up in another half hour.


Sometimes his wife would get involved, though that was as rare as their sex life. Sam’s wife, Julie, a businesswoman and a harsh one at that, gave Sam little time between her work and her daughters even less. Though her attempts to buy their love through gifts and promises of events together were often met with meetings or only a rushed visit at best.


Sam wasn't an idiot though; he knew where his wife was going and why. Before their children, Sam and Julie had what you would consider an ideal marriage. Sex was regular, passionate, and enjoyable. After their daughters, it started, of course, with Brittany, and then Jasmine; Julie had decided to find her thrills from another man under the guise of her work. At this point, Sam had already planned to divorce her but hoped this trip would be a fresh start, especially since he had mainly stayed in the relationship for his daughters. However, her absence and excuses during this event would be the final straw..-


*Rrrrriiiiipp*


“Oh fer fucks-” Sam mummbled. 


"DADDY!" The two girls cried, tears streaming down their cheeks. It sounded as if someone had just stabbed them. Jasmine and Brittnay began talking over each other, each trying to deflect the blame onto the other for breaking their toy."Alright, enough!" Sam yelled. The two girls quieted down instantly, their eyes wide and fixated on their father. Their eyes were red, and the fur on their cheeks was wet from their tears. Sam moved the van over to the shoulder of the road, came to a stop, and parked the car. He rubbed his eyes with his paw, lifting his glasses that rested on the upper bridge of his muzzle up to his forehead. He ran his paw through the fur on his head, longer and more well-kept than the rest of his body, letting the glasses fall back into position as he looked up at his daughters. It was the first time he ever looked at them in a way other than as his children. Were they always this…alluring? 


Sam, gazing into the rearview mirror, paused to admire his daughters. Jasmine was dressed in a delicate, pink frock with a sleeveless design and a lower neckline that revealed her collarbone. She had her legs spread comfortably in her booster seat showing a clear view of her prepubescent thighs and covered cunny. Brittany was dressed in black tights that hugged her cunny proper, showing the edges of her mound, and a pink shirt that had the word “princess” on it while being decorated with sequins. 


“A-are you mad?” Jasmine asked, rubbing her eyes. 


“Please, dont spank me daddy.” Brittany said.


Sam gasped as he felt his heart twitch. Did…that excite me?


“Say that again?” Sam said softly. 


Jasmine spoke up: “Please dont spank my bum daddy! Ill be a good girl i promise!” 


Sam swallowed hard, squeezing his legs together. 
“Okay girls…” Sam spoke softly before giving a small sigh and looking back at the two of them, lifting his glasses to show his soft blue eyes and smile. The two girls sniffled, rubbed their eyes and smiled softly back. 


“How about this, no spankings, but i wanna try something with you two. It may make you feel weird, but itll also feel really, really good. But you cant tell mommy and you have to be very good girls and do as daddy says.” 


Jasmine and Brittany exchanged puzzled glances, unsure of what their daddy was referring to. However, if it meant no spankings, they had nothing to lose. The girls nodded, sniffled one last time, and wiped away their tears.


Sam wasted no time turning off the van and coming around to the back where his two small daughters were strapped in.


"Alright, girls, here's what we're going to do. First, Jasmine, it's your turn. Brittany, grab daddy's phone and start recording. After Jasmine, you'll record Brittany and me, okay?"


Both daughters nodded, curiosity piqued about this new game. Sam retrieved his phone from the dashboard, opened the camera, and began recording his girls.


"Alright, girls, please tell daddy your names and how old you are."


He turned to Brittany, who giggled and shyly covered her face. "I'm Brittany."


"And how old are you, cutie?"


Brittany giggled at her daddy's compliment and proudly held up her four fingers with an extra one on her other hand.


“Five years old, youre such a big girl.” Sam said reaching over and giving her a soft caress with his paw before tracking down to her thighs. Brittany didnt move, she was fixated on her daddies paw especially when he rubbed up and down across her thigh and urged her to open her legs. 
Brittany obeyed, shyly opening her legs to her daddys paw. 


“Youre such a good girl for daddy.” Sam said softly making brittany smile with pride.


Panning the camera over to Jasmine she wasted no time and did not appear to be as shy as her sister. 


“Im jasmine! Im three and this is my cunny!” She said happily as she spread her legs wide clearly exposing her panties and her puffy cunt. 


Sam gulped and shakely gave the camera to Brittney. Without a warning, he knelt down on the vans floor and buried his muzzle into Jasmines crouch. Making her squeak out in surprise and try to push her daddy away. 


“Ahh! Daddy! Wha are you do-doi..ohh…!” jasmine squeaked out as she gripped Sam's head tightly, squeezing his head between her thighs and her small gray tail around his neck. “Tongue! Daddy i its warm its, i wanna go pee!” 


“Just tell daddy you're his little girl, baby.”


“I'm a little girl! I'm your lil girl daddy! I wanna pee! Please no stop! No stop daddy!” 


Sam pulled Jasmine towards him, lifting her ass to his muzzle. Her tail stretched in shock as she yelped slightly before letting out a deep gasp as Sam wrapping his muzzle around his preschooler daughters cunt. The toddler screamed in pleasure squirming around in her seat and on her daddies muzzle. Her humps became more wild and she pressed her mound anxiously against her daddy's mouth. 


Sam, exploring more, lapped his tongue and pushed against her pink asshole trying hard to force his tongue but stopped when his daughter made a pained grunt and whispered.


“Daddy..” Jasmine said softly “Here..” she said pointing at her tiny clit “Lick here more, please.” Sam only smiled before leaning back and began suckling on the three year olds clit which made her scream out loudly at the sudden sensation, she clenched her nails into her car seat as she humped her daddies face, she moved her paws to his head forcing his tongue deeper into her mound, she could feel it inside her and the pleasure, the slight pain that brought a tear to the little toddlers eyes were nothing to what her daddy's tongue was making her experience. 


Jasmine gave small grunts of effort to keep her small body in tune with her daddy who was lapping her cunt happily,  watching as she slowly relaxed into her car seat, her dress hiked up ast her cunt that was red and gaping, but too tight for him to enter.


As he looked over at Brittany he was shocked to see she had already removed her pants and panties and was awkwardly rubbing her pussy with her left paw while recording with her right. 


“Daddy…” she said in a soft whine “it itches…badly.” 


“Then let daddy kiss his little girl better.” Sam said with hidden excitement as she shuffled over to his 5 year old daughter. She was sitting, waiting, in her car seat, an obedient little girl. Same spread her legs wide, making Brittany wince slightly before softly kissing the edge of her kindergarten ages pussy. The sudden sensation of her lower lips, which to Sam's muzzle were exceptionally soft and shorter than the rest of her coat. The little vixen gasped in shock but nevertheless still pushing her mound against her daddy mouth making her gasp in shock. 


“Again..here..” she said, pointing onto her cunny lips. 


Sam used his index and middle finger to open his daughters lips making her gasp and wince slightly. Her moist lips parted slightly, enough for Sam to imagine how tight she would be on his cock, in time.


“Lick me daddy. Like Jas, please daddy? I'm a good little girl too, please kiss me on my pee-pee.” Brittney asked in a soft beg her left paw was rubbing along the edge of her mound trying to sooth the burning heat. 


Sam smiled at the excitement of his daughter, her reaction couldn't have been any better. Eagerly, Sam wrapped his arms around her thighs and pulled her close to his muzzle allowing him to push his tongue deep inside of her all at once. 


The cub screamed out only to cover her muzzle and look at her sister who was sound asleep post climax.


“N-not too hard..okay?” She said slowly moving her hips back and forth along her daddies muzzle. 


Closing his eyes, Sam licked around the inside of his 5 year old daughter's pussy. The heat encompassing his tongue when it entered his daughter was incredible. Her pussy clenched and hugged around his tongue, stretching around him. Tightening with every breath. Sam kept his movements consistent, out and in along with her breaths running his tongue up along her velvet top going in and her bottom coming out. Her soft moans and squeaks were like music to his ears as she closed her eyes. She, unlike Jasmine, found more pleasure from the softness of the action, the love that she felt from her daddy. She rode the waves of pleasure that each lap of his tongue to her insides gave, each becoming more powerful than the last making her moans longer and more lustful. 


“I-i wanna pee..Can I pee daddy? Please..” 


“It's cum, baby. Cum in daddies mouth, its okay. Be a big girl for daddy. Daddy loves his little girl." He said between breaths and he lapped his tongue along her cunt and rosebud before re-entering her five year old cunt. The vixen squeaked and held her daddies head tightly as she humped his muzzle trying to make his tongue go as deep as possible.


“Daddy, oh daddy! Im gonna pee, i'm gonna cum! Ahhhhgg! Da-Dadeee!” She screamed out clutching his fur and climaxing hard on his tongue; even when she was orgasming, she didn't stop humping his muzzle, she wanted him, his love and her daddy was giving it to all her. 


When her small body stopped twitching she gasped softly before resting her seat with a sigh. Sam moved his head from between her legs and wiped the small moistness from his muzzle, though not from his nose. He wanted to keep that scent for a bit, a mixture of each daughter's juices. 


His wife could fuck any guy for all he cared; nothing could compare to his two new lovers. His thoughts only excited him more as he passed the national park and into the next state…