3 comments/ 334087 views/ 15 favorites Karen, Chrissy & I Ch. 1 By: PapiNorm Well, I’ll admit it’. I got taken’and by 2 girls half my age, no less, and one of them was even my daughter, Karen. They made me feel foolish, but also made me feel like the greatest man on earth, at the same time. Here’s the background. I dated a slut, she was a beautiful, blonde, brown-eyed beauty who was pretty enough to be a model, but she wouldn’t stay with any guy for much more than a year. When she left me, she left me with a beautiful baby girl to raise. Less than a year old when her mom left, Karen was the apple of her daddy’s eye. She grew up to have her mom’s figure and body, slim and athletic, but with a few features from daddy’s side, too. Beautiful, brunette hair with a tinge of red to it, and blue eyes that could impale your heart in an instant. Not having any mom around, and her Grandparents and other family being 400 miles away, Karen was definitely Daddy’s Girl. She grew up into a Tomboy’hating dresses and having more fun by helping Daddy fix his car, bike, or 4x4, than she ever had with any doll that anyone ever gave her. She had few friends as she got older’girls mostly avoided her because she didn’t care for most of the things other girls enjoyed, dolls, dresses, teen heartthrobs. She’d rather talk cars, or camping or sports, but most of the boys avoided her because of a fight she got in with one when he tried to touch her. Karen came home with a couple cracked bones in her hand, but one poor football jock got his jaw broken. She was DEFINITELY Daddy’s girl. She did have one good friend, though. She was a neighbour girl, Chrissy, who’d been picked on since she was a little girl. She’d had a bad stutter ever since she was small, and most of the kids in the neighbourhood, and later, school, had teased her about it. She was very self-conscious about it, and grew up very shy, and introverted. As they grew up together, Karen defended Chrissie more than once, and had earned more than a few bruises doing it, but had also made an undying friendship with a very bright, and pretty young girl. They both dated occasionally, but usually only together. Needless to say, not many boys wanted to go out with them, and take a chance bruising their ego with Chrissy’s intelligence, or anything else with Karen’s right hook, so they spent a lot of time with me. Whenever I had time, I loved to spend it with these two beauties. Over the years I’d gotten used to Chrissy’s stammer, and she became almost a third member of our little family. We went camping, canoeing, and 4x4ing almost every weekend we had free. I’d even caught Chrissy calling me Dad a few times, and Karen seemed to think it was funny when I mentioned it, Chrissy would just turn beet red. Things were always comfortable and casual around the house, and it quickly extended to whatever we were doing. I wasn’t picky about clothes around the house, as long as things were kept modest, and the sheers were drawn on the windows, so no one could see. I’d often just lounge in my shorts, and growing up, like most little girls, Karen had no compunction to wear clothes at all, if she could help it. As you’d expect, Chrissy fell into the habit when she stayed over, too, and having a movie night with all three of us curled together on the couch in just shorts and t-shirts was a regular sight. My biggest problem was that both of them were growing up. When they were little girls, things were easy’. and so were all their questions. Getting through puberty was hell for a single dad with a daughter, but Chrissy’s mom was a godsend, and a good friend. But they both started to bloom about the same time, and that was what started my problems. I hated the idea of missing out on our movie nights, and our casualness around the house, but I was feeling more and more uncomfortable being around two very pretty, sexy, almost naked girls. Being aroused around, and by, my own daughter and her best friend was driving me nuts. I did my best to control my urges, but I know that they caught me ogling them more than once, and I spent more and more of my time alone stroking myself to mental images of them. Then I started getting email photos at work. Pictures that made me feel even more frustrated. Very explicit pictures. At first, I figured they were sent by someone at work, or one of those porn sites that sends out spam email, since it was an anonymous email address. I ruled that possibility out, quickly, though, since the letter that with each could only be meant for me, considering some of the very personal details that were included. This had me quite confused, since many of the details were things that no one outside of the family would know, but there was never any clue who it was. I was horny, frustrated and confused, and getting worse every day. It didn’t help when the emails started arriving at my home, either. I wanted to know who was sending these, and asking me if I’d love to fuck the girls in the pictures. Even though their faces were never shown, they were fantastic looking girls. I’d bed either one of them in an instant, if I had the chance. My daughter seemed to sense that something was wrong. I seemed more distant from her than I ever had. She seemed a little worried that I didn’t want to talk about what was bothering me, and she got angry. We had a pretty bad fight, and when she stormed out of the room on me, I almost wanted to cry. I guess she phoned Chrissy, because about 10 minutes later, she showed up at the door, asking to see Karen. Ten minutes later they both show up at my den door, where I’d just found another email, making me feel even worse. I minimized the picture when they walked in, so they couldn’t see it. ‘Hi daddy’. I’m sorry for getting mad at you.’ ‘I’m sorry for blowing up at you too, baby. You aren’t what’s making me mad and frustrated.’ ‘I know, daddy’it’s those emails, isn’t it’’ ‘You know about those’’’ Now I was REALLY confused’. I hadn’t breathed a word about those to her. ‘How do you know about them’’ Chrissy was the first to crack’and started to giggle. I got suspicious’. I glared at her. She broke. ‘It w-w-w-w-was us, M-m-m-m-mister M’ Her stammering getting worse as she tried to control her giggles rather than her speech. ‘W-w-w-w-w-we sent the em-m-m-m-m-mails t-t-t-to y-y-y-you’ You could have knocked me over with a feather. I was so stunned I couldn’t speak. ‘We took the pictures on Chrissy’s mom’s digital camera and emailed them to you’ It was my turn to stammer, and I was worse than Chrissy ‘W-w-w-w-w-why’’ was all I could spit out. ‘We’ve seen how you look at us sometimes, daddy’. And we both like it’ she blushed. Chrissy’s smile seemed to beam as Karen explained. ‘Nobody else ever makes us feel as good as you do, and we wanted to give you something that would make you feel special too.’ She continued ‘You never date anymore because you’re so busy spending time with us, and we know how frustrated you must be.’ She emphasised the word ‘frustrated’ so there was no confusion about what she meant. ‘But you’re more important to me than any other woman could ever be, baby’ ‘And you are to me, too, daddy’ ‘Me, too’ Chrissy corrected her. All I could do was blush. They both came over and sat in my lap, an arm around each. I hadn’t felt this close to them in months. Karen reached over and brought up the picture on my computer. ‘Mmmmmm’pretty girl, isn’t she daddy’’ as we looked at a picture of an incredible pair of legs and a stunning ass. ‘Yeah, very sexy’’ I felt Chrissy squirm and I realised that the pic was her’. her face was cropped from the frame, but it was her. Her beet-red blush and tight squeeze on my neck reinforced my suspicion. ‘You really think Chrissy is sexy, daddy’’ Karen asked. It was my turn to blush as I felt Chrissy squirm more as she sat on my leg. Karen brought up another pic from the email, and I instantly realized it must be her. Chrissy’s turn to ask me if the girl was sexy, as Karen blushed this time’. and I’d finally got their whole game. ‘I think K-k-k-k-Karen is sooooo hot’ Chrissy whispered in my ear. I almost melted. I had to agree as I saw my daughter’s shaved pussy flashed on the screen, a finger sliding between the smooth lips. I was trying hard to hide my arousal at these two sexy beauties sitting on my knees, but things were becoming more and more apparent to them. We have lots more for you daddy’. all for you. Karen’s knee was massaging between my legs in a most un-daughter-like fashion. Chrissy was massaging my neck and chest so she wouldn’t miss out, either. Both were grinding on my knees. It was too much for me. I reached up to pull them to me, and kissed each of them deeply. Moans escaped from both of them, as my tongue tasted each of their mouths. ‘Why don’t’ we move somewhere a little better suited for three people, girls’’ They almost picked me out of the chair as they rushed me to my bedroom. We all flopped onto the bed and snuggled up together. The girls went straight to work undressing me. I was a little slower trying to undress them, but eventually we were all in our underwear, both girls wearing lacy thongs and matching bras. Chrissy pushed my head to Karen’s b-cup bra. I wish she had known how turned on I get by small breasts and nipples, and Karen’s were wonderful. I nibbled and sucked her through her bra until I thought I’d chew through the material. Sounds of joy and relief came from my daughter’s lips as Chrissy joined me in my feast. I reached around her back to open the clasp, and we slipped the bra off to show her perky breasts to their delicious best. We nibbled and sucked and suckled, Karen groaning and moaning for what seemed like hours, till her hand started pushing my head lower. I didn’t object as I kissed my way lower. Down to tease her bellybutton’. Feeling the soft lace thong as my lips brushed over it. Her hips pushed up to my mouth as I started to nibble her mound. I felt her take a sudden breath and her hips jerked towards me as I touched her pussy lips. I wasn’t ready to enter her, yet’. I wanted to make her pleasure last as long as I could. I nibbled and teased her inner thighs. Her mound’. her pussy lips’. I even slid my tongue along her slit and tasted how wet she was’all through her thong. She was begging me for relief. And I couldn’t deny it to her. I finally slid the thong off her beautiful body and admired her freshly shaved pussy. My tongue slid the length of her pussy again’this time touching her searing hot flesh. Gently sliding between her puffy pussy lips, my tongue found her clit’already engorged and erect, she gasped as my tongue brushed over it. ‘Oh daddy’. I’ve waited so long for this.’ Sliding down to explore her pussy’each fold and crease, each wrinkle and crevasse received special attention from daddy. Her sweet wetness was dripping from her and I eagerly lapped it up. Sweet, tangy, delicious. She held my head tight to her, grinding her pussy onto my mouth, and I willingly obliged her drive for pleasure. Reaching a hand up to caress her clit, she almost screamed as I pinched her clit as my tongue pushed deep into her. When I glanced up I saw the reason for her muffled scream’. it was blocked by one of Chrissy’s 36c’s as they suckled at each other’s breasts. My tongue slid lower to reach the drops of nectar that had dripped from her love tunnel. Her legs spread wider as she realized that daddy was going to tongue her ass. Her muffled groan and humping motions told me she was enjoying this as much as I was. Back to her pussy, I slowly moved, my tongue sliding deep into her groove. Her hands wrapping around my head to pull me tighter as I licked my way back to her clit. My fingers found their way to her warm hole and slowly slid into her, causing little mewling sounds to come from her throat. Her pussy was tight, and she clenched my finger as it entered her, but she kept pushing for more. I felt her hymen and massaged it with a fingertip. I had not expected this. I had figured that she’d lost it one of her dates, or at least with a dildo or vibrator with Chrissy. ‘W-w-w-w-we saved them for y-y-y-y-you, Mr. M.’ I heard Chrissy whisper to me. ‘W-w-w-we’re both st-st-st-still virgins, j-j-j-just for y-y-y-you.’ ‘Both of you’ For me’’ She nodded, and I felt embarrassed, relieved, honoured and proud all at the same time. I moved up and kissed her quickly, my face still covered in my daughter’s pussy-juices. She licked off some of the wetness as I went back to pleasuring my girl. I massaged my Karen’s cherry, and slowly stroked my finger in and out of her, as my lips and tongue went to work on her clit. When I broke her cherry, I felt her wince a bit, but soon, her humping and renewed happy kitty noises left no doubt that she was enjoying my attentions, again. I twisted my hand around so I could rub inside her, up behind her clit, and her thrashing told me I’d found her g-spot. 2 or 3 minutes later, she exploded, Chrissy’s tits not able to muffle her frantic screams as she came. HARD. The flow from her pussy was like Niagara Falls as she screamed and grabbed at anything. She squeezed my head between her legs till I thought it was going to explode. I hadn’t made anyone cum like this in a lot of years, and I was glad I could make my favourite girl feel this good. She was soaked in sweat, and the bed and I were both soaked in her cum-juices. Slowly, I slid my finger from her cavern, and she smiled at me. ‘That was incredible, daddy’ as she collapsed on the bed, breathing hard. ‘WOW, I-I-I-I-I’ve made her c-c-c-cum before, Mr. M, but that was w-w-w-wild.’ ‘There’s more where that came from, girls.’ ‘M-m-m-m-me, too’’ ‘You’re next, Chrissy.’ I smiled an evil grin at her. ‘Oh, God.’ Karen, Chrissy and I Ch.2 My daughter, Karen, had almost passed out. She was laying on my bed breathing heavily, a stunned look and silly grin on her face, and almost unable to move at all. Chrissy, her best friend, was almost afraid of what was in store for her, next. As I crawled over to her, she laid back, half in anticipation, and half worried from my evil grin. She really needn’t have worried, though, because pleasure was all I planned to give her. Their little game had gone too far. They’d planned on giving me something to help relieve my frustrations, and had instead, they’d done just the opposite, and had almost driven me nuts with desire and confusion. It was payback time. Chrissy was almost as beautiful as my daughter, they had grown up together, and had a lot of the same interests, just by association. Not as muscular as Karen, Chrissy was still fit, and well built. Slightly larger breasts, longer, dirty blonde hair, and a more feminine stature, completed the picture. Her stammer was almost under control under usual circumstances, but still showed up under stress, and disguised a very keen mind. Saying she was under stress was an understatement, right now, as I crawled over her body. Her best friend was lying on the bed, in a heavily panting puddle, unable to move. I kissed and caressed her as I moved upwards, teasing her through her panties and bra as I moved up to lay with her. Her hands started to slide over my body and face as I got closer. Her eyes closed and our lips touched, her hunger exploded as she pulled me to her, and she held me like I was in a death-grip, our tongues searching each other out, our fingers exploring each other. My right leg was between her spread legs, my thigh starting to rub her crotch, which was noticeably wet, even though I had not touched her there, yet. She started to grind on my thigh, bringing her right leg up to grind against my crotch. I started to move lower again, kissing my way down her throat and to her shoulder, then over her collar and down to her breast. Our hands met as we both moved to open the clasp of her bra. Larger than my Karen’s, Chrissy’s breasts were softer, with larger areola and nipples. Succulent, and very sensitive. Just my breath caused her nipples to harden into two delightful points that I could not resist licking and sucking. As I rolled each nipple in my teeth, her silence finally ended with a noise that sounded like it was part surprise and part relief. My hand slid over to massage her other breast, finding one of her own hands already there, pinching and tugging. I let my hand continue it’s journey, and slid it down her side, to her waist and hip. Behind her to cup and squeeze one cheek of her curvy ass, pulling her up to grind harder on my leg. "Unhhhhhhhhhhhh, yeah." I slowly moved to suckle her other breast, and she responded with more guttural sounds of pleasure, holding her nipple to my mouth with one hand, and removing her other hand from my head to renew the pleasure on the one I’d just abandoned. I slid my hand from under her to move it over her thigh, then upwards to her pussy. As I moved my hand between her legs, she started making noises again. Deep, happy, primitive, noises, that left no doubt that she was enjoying this. As my hand neared her crotch, I moved my leg away. The expression on her face told me she was both disappointed that my leg was gone, and that she was expecting my hand to create just as much pleasure, but my putting my hand there for her, was only so I could readjust my body and move lower on hers. As I slid down, one of her hands moved to my head, and she started applying pressure. She knew my reason, now, and she was determined that she was going to feel my mouth on her most sensitive place. I was determined not to disappoint her, but I was also planning on teasing her mercilessly. I started to kiss her just above her neatly trimmed mound. Slowly and deliberately, I planted kisses all around her bush. I chuckled to myself as I remembered how much she enjoyed old movies, and realized that she’d shaved her pubes into a Charlie Chaplin moustache. Doubly funny to me was that her favourite was always "The Little Tramp". I teased her mound for a while, then, when she was pushing my head harder downwards, I moved lower. I also moved to one side, not wanting to directly touch her pussy, yet. I slowly followed the crease between her torso and her thigh, as her legs spread open a little. Then slowly down her inner thigh. Her breathing became rapid as she tried to move her leg and coax me to her place of need. I was too far for her to reach easily, but the noises she made left no doubt that she was disappointed about where my mouth was active. Down the sensitive inner portion of her thigh... lifting her leg to trace along the back of her knee. Gently sucking and nibbling at erogenous zones that she never knew she had. Her own hand sliding between her legs to give herself some much-needed relief, but that wasn’t going to be allowed. I took her hand and held it, so she couldn’t. This was going to be my sweet punishment for weeks of torment that they’d given me. Slowly I traced my way to her ankle. My tongue tickling the soft concaves on each side. She stretched her foot out in delight as I nibbled along the bottom of her sole to take in each toe. I lifted her other foot to continue the treatment on her other foot, slowly and calculatingly working in reverse upwards along her other leg. She was grinding her hips against the air as I teased my way upward along her calf, nibbling her other knee, as she pushed towards me, trying to speed up my progress. I was relentless. Slowly and deliberately, I took my time. Her wants and needs, her happiness, and satisfaction, and my sweet revenge, would all take time. She lifted and spread her legs wide, as I moved up her thigh. Her anticipation showed in her wetness and the string of "Yes, yes, yes" that she repeated as I neared her centre of passion. She kept humping her hips upwards toward me, vainly hoping I would move more quickly. As I neared her love pot, I could smell her passion, her need and desire. I wanted to taste her sweetness as much as she wanted me to, but I was not finished with teasing her, yet. I slowly licked the sensitive crease at the juncture between her thigh and her pussy lips. Tasting her juices as they’d spread over her. It was a wonderful, tangy, sweetness. Not quite as sweet as my daughter, but just as wonderful and delicious in her own way. Chrissy was humping her hips hard to get me to touch her pussy, and I was almost there. I slowly and gently licked the outside of her pussy lips as she gasped and wrapped her hands around my head, trying to pull me into her again. I removed her hands and held them, giving her a stern look, now that I could once again look her in the eyes. Her eyes opened wide at my glare and she settled down a bit and accepted her "punishment". My tongue slid back to her pussy lips and continued it’s work. Little by little, I cleaned each drop off of her pussy lips, her anticipation creating more all the time. Her pussy was almost dripping, but my tongue didn’t venture between her lips, yet. Her hip movements had slowed, but she was still trying. I lifted her legs high, and went for the last drops that were not between her pussy lips, those that had dripped down to her puckered little ass. She almost squealed in delight as my tongue rimmed her little pucker, but it wasn’t to be. I cleaned her and moved back upwards. I spread my tongue as wide and flat as I could and leisurely stroked my tongue upwards along her pussy. The scream she let out was like that of a banshee in heat. Frantically she pumped her hips to my mouth, and finally felt my tongue where she so desired it. I let her hands pull on my head this time, as she mashed her horny, wet cunt onto my mouth. I nibbled and sucked, bit and tugged, as Chrissy humped and twisted, grinding away as my mouth and tongue explored her. I teased her engorged clit for what seemed like hours... Alternately kissing it and gently sucking it, biting and tweaking it with my teeth. I started to push a finger into her hole when I heard a siren wail. And felt her pussy clench hard on my finger. Her whole body started to vibrate with an orgasm, the likes of which I’d only read about, or seen in porn videos. She wrapped her legs around my neck, and held onto my head like it was her whole life. Her heels dug into my spine, as her siren-wail went on and on. I bit harder on her clit, and pushed my finger deeper, and her scream went up an octave in pitch, but her need and desire for more attention didn’t seem to diminish for what seemed like hours. It took a while for me to realize that the siren had stopped, and was replaced with a not so quiet sobbing. Chrissy was lying there crying, as I slowly pulled my finger from her. I moved upwards beside her, and wrapped my arms around her. I wasn’t her father, but I was as close as she’d ever had to one, and I was concerned about how much I might have hurt her. Karen snuggled up with us, silently. I moved one arm around my daughter and kissed her. The passion, which was returned to my kiss, left me breathless, and excited, once again. My hand slid down my baby’s belly, and her hand led it the rest of the way to her love tunnel once again. She was still warm and wet, and she whispered "it’s time, daddy". "Make love to me, daddy". My daughter was about to become my woman, too. Chrissy’s sobbing had stopped, and I guessed she was asleep. I was on my back, one arm still underneath Chrissy, and Karen moving over me. Kneeling, she took my semi-erect manhood and started to rub it on her clit, wetting it with her own juices as it grew larger and firmer under her loving attention. The head slid into her easily, but she was tight. Bit by bit, she worked it into herself. Wincing a little, then relaxing as she new sensations became enjoyable, and the pain left. I gently rubbed her clit and breasts, taking her mind off the pain as she engulfed more and more of my cock. Slow and easy was how we did it. Breaking her cherry with my finger, earlier, was probably a good thing, as the extra pain and resistance was not a worry, now, and my cock slid more easily into her with each thrust she made. Her shaved pussy looked so tiny, and my cock looked so huge in comparison, as the two merged in mutual pleasure. "Daddy, daddy, daddy, daddy..." was all she could say as our hips moved closer and closer together. It seemed like an eternity in heaven when our pelvises finally met, and she looked at me with an almost surprised look on her face. "Did I do it, daddy? Is it all inside me?" "Mmmmmmm... Yes, baby, it’s all inside you." "Oh God, daddy, it feels so huge in me. But it feels so good, too." I started to grind my pelvis under her, as my thumb continued to rub her clit, and she started to grind back in sympathy and pleasure. I pulled my hand out from under Chrissy, and pulled Karen down to kiss me. This pulled her pussy off my cock a little and as she leaned back up, she slid back down. Her face lit up with pleasure, and she repeated the action, leaning forward a little to pull my cock out a bit, then back to slide back down on it again. In moments she’d discovered a whole new type of pleasure, and was happily exploring how far she could make her strokes, and increase the wonderful new sensations. We didn’t take long to fall into a rhythm that we both loved. Her hips moved up and down in time with my hip thrusts. I was rubbing her clit, and squeezing one of her nipples as we each massaged one breast. "Unh, Unh, Unh, Unh, Unh..." as she bounced up and down. I moved my free hand to one of her breasts, as she reached to my chest to steady herself, as she continued to skewer her pussy on my cock. I tried everything I knew to delay the inevitable. I wanted to hang on so my girl could cum, too. I thought of sports... how was my favourite team doing? Lousy. Repairs I needed to do on the car? Who cares? Work? Couldn’t care less right now, the feelings were just too incredible. I hadn’t felt a pussy this tight in a lot of years, and when you mixed it with the love and closeness we’d shared for almost 2 decades together, I felt like my heart was going to explode, and it was going to happen inside my daughter. I felt my daughter squeeze me, and she started to look into space. Her grunting and mewling started to become faster, more frantic. I felt myself going over the top. It was too much for me to take and I felt the waves start to come over me. I couldn’t feel anything but my Karen sliding on me. I couldn’t see anything but my beautiful baby girl. I couldn’t hear anything but her increasing sounds of pleasure. I yelled "I’M CUMMINGGGGGG, BABY!!!" "DADDY!!!! CUM IN ME!!!!!" I felt her pussy clench hard on me and I lost it. Nothing mattered to me except filling my baby girl with my cum. I started pumping it deep inside her. She screamed as she felt my love spurting into her. Her whole body started to tense and tremble as her climax started. "I’M CUMMING TOO, DADDY!!!!!!" "DADDY I LOVE YOU!!!!!!!" "I love you too, baby girl." The largest waves had washed over me, leaving me drained and exhausted. I felt like I’d been hit by a train, not my 18-year-old daughter. She collapsed on top of me, sweating and as exhausted as I was. I kissed her full on the lips. "I love you, baby girl." "I love you too, daddy." She laid her head on my chest as my pole slowly shrank inside her. It twitched as it slowly started to pull out of her and she giggled a little, then squeezed her muscles. I twitched it again as I felt her tease me, squeezing once more. It turned into a game as we both started to giggle and tease each other. Her giggles turned into sounds of pleasure as my manhood started to grow once again inside her, and her eyes opened wide as she realized that daddy was going to fuck her again. She wrapped her arms and legs around me as I rolled us both over, and slowly started to grind my pelvis on her clit. She just lay there as I slowly started to slide in and out of her, taking time to tease her. This time I knew I would last longer, my first orgasm finished. I took her hand and led it to her clit and she started to rub and pinch it as my cock slowly moved in and out. Randomly, I sped up, or slowed down, not letting her get too used to any one pace. I nibbled her ears, and her throat, I kissed her and suckled her tongue. I caressed her body, touching and exploring every lovely inch of her. I moved my hips so that each thrust put pressure on a different part of her pussy as it moved in and out. Her nails clutched at my back and my ass as I mercilessly teased and fucked her. "Daddy, Daddy, Daddy, FUCK, Daddy, Oh God, Daddy..." She tossed her head side to side. A gasp, and I’d stop, let her breathe for a minute, then start grinding and slow-fucking her again. Her expressions were exquisite, her voice low and hoarse with desire, her body bucking and clenching, wanting release and wanting more at the same time. I felt her start to shake. Deep inside her, I felt it. I knew that nothing I could do was going to stop this one, so I pushed her harder. "UNHHHHhhhhhhhh..." "Ohhhhhhhh, Daddyyyyyyyyyyyy..." "Let it cum, baby. Have a big cum for daddy, honey..." "Daddyyyyyyyyy..." I slid one hand under her rear. "Cum for me, honey." "DADDYYYYYYYYYYYY..." I pushed a finger into her ass... "AHHHHHHHHHHH DADDYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY..." Deeper it went into her. "I’M CUMMMMMINNNNNNGGGGGG, DADDYYYYYYYYYYYYY..." Her body bucked and shook, clawed and screamed, tensed and twitched, for what seemed like 20 minutes. "Good girl, baby, Daddy loves you so much, honey." I whispered in her ear as she came. I slowly started to grind into her again... still hard and still inside her. She started to twitch again as soon as I moved, another climax building up as I started to fuck her once again. I started to fuck her hard. Pounding my cock deep inside her, I picked her legs up so I had a clear drive at her sweet cunt, as I kneeled between her legs and slammed deep into her tight little hole. She was almost crying as she repeated "Yes, Daddy, yes... fuck me, Daddy, fuck me good, Daddy. Fuck your baby good and make her cum again with your cock, Daddy." What good daddy could refuse a request like that? I hammered my cock into her dripping hole. Squishing and sucking noises came from our point of coupling. Wetness and a mixture of her juice and my cum dripped down both of our legs. Nothing mattered except the feelings we were sharing. The love we shared, the lovemaking we were experiencing for the first time together, the pleasure we were giving each other. I slammed into her harder, feeling my second climax nearing. Her hips pumped up matching me with every shove. We’d started moving across the bed with the force of my thrusts. Her words became almost incomprehensible, more a continuous wail, than words, now. I felt my body tense, then my whole world exploded again, and I was dumping another load of liquid love into my baby girl’s hot, welcoming womb. Then I had another explosion... PAIN! My daughter’s fingernails digging deep into the muscles of my back as she started to climax again. I felt them break the skin as she dug in to pull me deeper inside her. I barely noticed her screams, or her earth-shattering orgasm in my agony. It seemed like hours that I screamed through clenched teeth, waiting for her orgasm to subside, and her to pull her nails from my back, but every twitch I made, she had another orgasm, and she’d pull on me again. Finally, they began to subside. She started to relax, although she still seemed like she was panting hard. She looked so exhausted that she was going to pass out. She was a mess; sweat pouring off her brow, her hair spread everywhere around her. "Honey...?" "Mmmmmmm, yeah, Daddy?" Her eyes were closed and she looked like she was sound asleep. "Would you take your hands off my back...?" "OK, Daddy, how come?" "I want to see them..." "Why, Daddy?" "Look at them, honey..." There was definitely blood, and more than a little skin there. "Oh God, Daddy... Did I do that to you?" "Uh Huh" "I’m so sorry, Daddy" she started to pout. "I’ll be OK, baby, but I think you might want to dull those razor claws, before you kill me with them." I tried to chuckle to cheer her up. It worked. She giggled a little. "Yes, Daddy, I promise." "Thank you, baby. I love you." "Mmmmmm, I love you too, Daddy." Karen, Chrissy & I Ch. 3 I woke early, the next morning. Early, at least for me, on a Saturday. I never qualified myself as a “Morning Person”. I usually hate mornings, and find the terms “good” and “morning” as mutually exclusive. But this morning I felt great. I felt alive. I hadn’t slept that well in a long time. A very deep, very restful sleep had overtaken me last night, right after…. NO, I didn’t…. it must have been a dream. Except… Who was I snuggled up with? I knew I hadn’t gone anywhere last night, so there’s no chance I could have picked somebody up at the pub. Then, I realized that there was another someone behind me, too, another warm soft body with her arms wrapped around me. It was real. I didn’t want to move, even to open my eyes; I was too scared to think about who I’d shared so much intimacy with last night. It was wrong, but it felt so great. The one person who I’d devoted my whole life to, the person who I loved more than life itself, had given me her most valuable possession…her heart. My heart started racing with the implications. Incest is illegal, and if anyone found out, I could go to prison for quite a while, but it wasn’t really me who had initiated this whole thing. What would a Judge think about a daughter seducing her father? Of course, I didn’t argue very much about what had happened, either. It was the best sex I’d had in a lot of years. I could be in a world of hurt if anyone found out. I had been far from celibate, but having a teenager in the next room, usually meant that things were pretty subdued. Making it worse was the fact that not many women were too interested in a man who already had one girl in his life, even if that girl was his daughter. But all that had changed last night. The little girl, who yesterday, was my teenaged daughter, is now my lover, too. It was bizarre to imagine, but the girl I’d helped conceive almost 20 years ago, was probably the best fuck of my life. Last night had been one of the most sensual nights of my life, and the two beautiful girls who were now wrapped around me, were two of the people I cared for most in the whole world. I realized that I was becoming aroused once again. I felt something move around my cock. I realized that there was a hand around it, and that hand had moved….gripped it, gently massaging. I opened my eyes and realized that my arms were wrapped around Karen, who’s back was snuggled to my chest. My cock was almost between her legs with a hand around it, which could not be my daughter’s. It had to be Chrissy’s. I slid my hand down to touch hers, and caressed it. I felt an arm underneath me move to squeeze me tighter. She was awake. A slight moan behind me, and a slight grinding of her hips, told me she was also feeling aroused. I slowly pulled my arm from under Karen, and turned to Chrissy. She gazed into my eyes with a look of desire. I moved to her and kissed her deeply, as she took one of my hands and led it to her aroused centre of desire. Warm and wet, she groaned as my finger slid along her slit, and she pushed forward to my touch. She moved quietly over me, and she slid on top, slowly rubbing along my torso. A warm slick line down my belly marked her hunger. She slid lower till she reached my manhood. I felt her warmth slide against me as she moved over me and started to engulf my now hard rod. She was almost grunting as she tried to fit my pole inside herself. I was fascinated by her attempts to skewer herself. She seemed so fragile, yet so determined to take my cock. Her pussy stretched to allow the head to penetrate her, but she was too tight to take much more with her own strength. She was kneeling above me, with only the first 2 inches of my cock inside her, and she was starting to cry with frustration and desire. She tried to move up and push herself down, but she was too small to put much weight behind her attempts. She hooked her legs under mine, and pulled, but this contracted the muscles in her pussy, and the harder she pulled, the tighter her pussy gripped me. She grabbed my cock by the shaft and pulled, but it was too slick and her hands slipped. She lay down on top of me and started to sob. “I c-c-c-c can’t m-m-m-make it go…” She started to cry. I wrapped my arms around her, and caressed her, lovingly. When she looked up at me, I kissed her tears away. I could feel her pussy squeezing tight. I hugged her tight, and she hugged me back. I started to move, and she instinctively held tighter. Slowly I rolled us over, so she was on her back under me, and she started to smile as she realized that she WAS going to lose her cherry, like she wanted to. “P-p-p-please….” She whispered to me. It was all she needed to say. I raised myself with my hands, and she clung tight to me, her pussy stretched open as her legs wrapped around me. I pushed a little, and felt movement. Her back arched, and she gasped. I pushed again. Another gasp, with a little crying sound as she tried to push back. Little by little, I pushed into her. Each thrust sinking deeper, each thrust bringing more sounds of pain and joy. Her body was trying harder and harder to pull me deeper. She lay there, sweating and grunting with the effort, almost crying with her need. “Oh God, Oh God, Oh God…” was the most she could articulate. Slowly, inch by inch, I thrust into her. Her hymen was barely noticeable, as it tore away under another drive into her newly-stretched pussy. Her fingers clutched at my ass cheeks, but she didn’t scratch me, just urged me deeper. Her pussy felt so tight, so warm and loving that I couldn’t wait any longer. With one last mighty shove, I pushed the last few inches in to her. She screamed. Not just a scream of pain, but pleasure, mixed with surprise too. I leaned down to kiss her, and she realized that she had taken it all. She could feel our pubic bones rubbing each other, and she seemed to relax a little, as I lay still, over top her. Her hips shifted and her face lit up with as much pleasure as Karen’s had. She started to grind her hips against me, rubbing her clit against my pubic bone. “Oh, Daddy….” It was the first time I’d ever heard her call me that to my face, and I felt so proud that she felt that way about me. I’d considered her like my second daughter for a lot of years, but I’d never known that her feelings were this strong, too. Karen and she had always laughed about it, when I’d overheard her call me that before, but this was different, this was from her heart. “Chrissy, I love you.” I had to tell her how I felt about her. “I love y-y-y-you too, Daddy…” My hips started to move back out of her, and her look changed subtly from one of relaxed happiness, to disappointment, until I started to push back into her. She welcomed me back into her loving hole, and held me tight as I started to slowly slide in and out of her tight channel. She hunched her hips up to meet me, as she pulled me back in with her legs and hands. I leaned over to kiss her … planting tiny kisses all over her face. She moved her face to try to kiss me, and it became a little game to see who could kiss each other more. We were all over each other, touching and feeling, exploring each other’s body. I moved my hips around as I thrust into her, so my rod would caress all around her tunnel walls, and each time, her eyes would light up and she’d gasp, as it touched another sensitive area. I felt her pussy clenching and dragging as she tried to squeeze me and trap me inside, but my thrusting continued. Her efforts just increased the amazing sensations that she was already giving me. I knew that my slow, deliberate pace was not going to last long. My body’s natural urges were taking over from my mind’s aspirations. My plunges were speeding up. The sounds Chrissy was making were speeding up and becoming louder, as well. Her hands gripped at my buttocks as she tried to pull me deeper and faster into her body. Our bodies raced to find our mutual pleasure. I was pounding my cock deep into her, and she was responding with equal enthusiasm. Thrust for thrust we met each other. Her cries soon melded into a long, low, continuous wail, increasing in pitch as I penetrated her, but interrupted only when she gasped for more air. My eyes were locked with Chrissy’s eyes, exploring each other’s souls, but I caught a movement. Karen was awake. Our passionate and noisy coupling must have awakened her. She looked at Chrissy and I and smiled at us as I started to reach orgasm. Sensing that Chrissy was nearing hers as well, Karen leaned over and took one of Chrissy’s nipples in her teeth, and pinched the other. Chrissy’s screams of appreciation were accompanied by every muscle in her body spasming. She squeezed my cock hard, as she pulled me tight into her. My orgasm hit me with earth-shattering force, and Chrissy’s seemed to hit her just as hard. We both pumped and squeezed and strained every last drop from each other’s pleasure, then we both collapsed in exhaustion. I rolled off of her, to one side, limp, and satisfied, but what I saw next caught my enthusiasm, again. My daughter took my place on top of Chrissy, only reversed. Two beautiful women were doing a 69 beside me. I wanted to join in, but I was just too exhausted. I lay there, watching them as their tongues and fingers explored each other. I reached over and just caressed the two of them, touching the two of them here and there, as I could reach. Karen was noisily cleaning my fresh cum from Chrissy’s pussy, obviously enjoying her friend’s new taste treat. Chrissy was giving Karen’s pussy an obviously enjoyable tongue-lashing as well. I couldn’t resist, tired as I was. There was one hole still accessible for me, Karen’s cute ass, sticking in the air as Chrissy licked her pussy from underneath. I moved around, and slid into a position that I could reach where I wanted to be. Chrissy watched me as I moved behind Karen. I leaned up on one elbow, my arm sliding under Chrissy’s head as a pillow, and I leaned over to slide my tongue between my daughter’s ass cheeks. She cooed and wiggled her ass as she felt the new sensation. I saw her head turn towards me, checking who was providing the new level of pleasure for her. I don’t know if she’d had this done to her before, but she was sure enjoying it, now. She seemed pleased and went back to satisfying Chrissy’s wet twat. I figured I would be next in line. With their mouths preoccupied, their lovemaking was much quieter, although it was, obviously, no less pleasurable for either of them. I was glad that I could be part of this with them. Our session of 69 was much more relaxed than what had happened before. What had come (or cum) earlier, had been frantic, heated, passionate, exciting, and seemingly forbidden. Now, exhaustion had slowed us down. We were still horny, but we would be taking our time, from now on. It promised to be a very long, very pleasurable weekend.