5 comments/ 441327 views/ 34 favorites Lusty Blue Eyes By: KillerMuffin She'd had it. Everything had gone straight to hell in a Porsche shaped hand basket. A brand new, bright red 911 with leather bucket seats, a cd changer, her husband, and his secretary. She was living a cliche. Twenty-seven years of age and she'd been reduced to a cliche. At least there are no children, everyone commiserated. As if that made a difference. There was children, if you counted the twins growing nicely in her husband's lover's belly right about now. Was it her fault she wasn't exactly a fertile Myrtle? No. It wasn't, some people were meant to singlehandedly populate a football team, some people were meant to adopt. Staring out of the 29th floor corner office window at the busy street below, the corner office that should have been hers, she came to a decision. She had to get out. She had a college degree in business administration, she could damned well use it. Whirling around, she strode purposefully, very much the ball busting business professional, to her desk. Popping open her briefcase, she put a few things into it, the pictures of her family, a stuffed bear Daddy had given her when she got this job, her college diploma didn't fit, so she hand carried it. A quick call to the boss, she was a prick anyway, and she was out of there. Once again, she strode with all the professional confidence a junior associate was expected to move with. What the hell for? She just quit without the benefit of notice. Tucking the diploma more firmly under her left arm, she kicked off her black Italian leather Ferragamo pumps and skipped out of the building, giggling. She felt so free. She wasn't running home to Mommy and Daddy, primarily because Mom lived in Pasadena with her boyfriend. She wasn't running to Daddy either, of course she wasn't, she was a fully grown capable woman just stopping in to visit her father before going on with her life. Who the hell was she kidding? She wanted to curl up in Daddy's lap and bawl like she did when she was fourteen and Ron Blackmore had dumped her for Sheila Rogers of the double D's. After she'd left the hollowed halls of Whitney, Fillmore, Brock, Chase, Martin, Chesapeake, Morton, Widenour, Smith, and Corrine forever, she drove to a Ford dealer and traded her trophy Lexus off on a big honking F-250 with all of the truck trimmings. She was never driving a cliched car again. She just didn't know she'd be scared of the stupid truck. Who knew that the darned thing was twice the length of her Lexus and three times as heavy? At least she didn't kill anyone. Dents added character to pickup trucks anyway. Maybe Daddy knew what the four wheel drive business was actually for. Okay Slick, she told herself, enough sitting in the driveway. Daddy would call the cops if you don't get out of the truck soon. She opened the door and the ding ding ding reminded her to remove the keys. Getting locked out of her own truck on the third day of owning it was just too embarrassing to contemplate. She slammed the door shut without getting out. Daddy had company, after all. He drove the Navigator, she knew that, who drove the Mustang? Oh well, she was his daughter dammit, and she needed him. His company could just go home. She climbed out of the cab of the truck, locked the doors, and slammed the driver's door. Drat, she locked the freaking keys in the freaking truck like the world's biggest freaking idiot. She jerked at the handle for a few moments. She was just going to have to go inside and face Daddy, let him know that his eldest daughter really was a failure. A failure as a wife, a failure as a want to be mother, a failure as a lover, a failure in business. Well, not a failure in business, she just up and quit without bothering to think things through like an intelligent person would. Okay, so she was flighty, not a failure. Was that better? She was in the front door before she realized she probably should have knocked. She dithered a moment, trying to decide if she should go out and knock or if she should just call out. A familiar laugh stopped her short. Her sister was here? Oh great, now she'd have to fess up to her life, the failure, in front of her sister too. The laugh cut off and turned into a long low moan. Her sister was hurt? An oooooooooooooooooh followed that, then a long masculine groan mingled with the oooh. Daddy was letting Darling bring her boyfriends over? The sounds were coming from the den, along with the crackling of a fire and soft music. "Ooooh right there, that feels good," her sister moaned. The man groaned something she couldn't understand back, then obviously did more to the "right there" spot because her sister suddenly squealed. The chair was obstructing most of the view, she could see two naked bodies, a man on top of her sis, older, but still lean and well shaped. She paused a moment, to admire the anonymous man's backside. He had a nice one, that was for sure. Much better than that prick she'd been married to. The sight of the two healthy bodies making love in the glow of the fire was compelling. She'd never realized the hidden beauty in sexual relations, porno just didn't do it justice. She felt a wet clenching deep in her belly. "Oooooohhhhh Dad, I'm cumming," her sister howled, then continued howling incoherently. Darling was into role playing? DADDY?????? She dropped the keys she'd been holding in her hand, they fell to the thick rug with a muted clatter. Stepping farther into the room she could see the back of her Daddy's head and her sister's face twisted with ecstasy. "Daddy?" her brain screamed mutely in outrage. Both of them froze as if they'd heard her, well her sister sort of deflated, still panting from the force of her orgasm. Her father slowly twisted his head and stared at her, looking rather like an eight year old with his hands in the cookie jar. "Daddy?" she whispered it this time, just too shocked to say anything coherent. "It's not what you think, Baby," he said soothingly. Her jaw flapped like a landed fish. "It's... it's..." "Sis? Go on up to your room," Darling ordered, still breathless. "I'll be up in a few minutes to explain, just go on up, okay?" Mutely, she picked up her keys and went to her room. Her mind simply refused to wrap itself around the fact that the sensuous coupling she'd just witnessed had been her father and her sister. Naked. Together. Fucking. She didn't notice when she sat on the bed and dropped her keys on the floor. Daddy and fucking, well that just defied all logic. Everyone knew that Daddies just didn't fuck. Well, maybe once or three times, but only in the purest catholic sense of the word fuck. She bent over and retrieved her keys. This was too much. "Baby?" Daddy's voice preceded his soft knock. He opened the door and stepped into the room. The girlishness of it clashed with his masculinity. He was wearing his pants. She didn't know whether to be relieved or disappointed. After all, her sister got to see everything. And taste it. And feel it. And... Oh good grief, what was she thinking? "Tell me she just had some popcorn stuck in her throat and you were giving her the heimlich maneuver," she begged. He laughed, a deep, rich attractive laugh. She'd always wanted a man that laughed like Daddy did. The Prick fell short there too. "You know what we were doing, Baby. I imagine you're a little shocked and confused." She didn't want to talk about it. "I'm getting divorced," she said instead. He sat down next to her and squeezed her hand. "And I quit my job. And I have a stupid truck that I locked my keys inside of." "Your keys are in your hand," he pointed out gently. "Oh." She looked at her keys in her hand, feeling the tears gathering. He made an abortive move, as if to hug her, then reconsidered and dropped his hands into his lap. The lap that was still prefaced with a rather large, unsatisfied bulge. The Prick's dick wasn't that big either. "Baby, your sister and I are living together," he said bluntly. "We have been for a while." "I can share the room still." Her voice held an edge to it, a mild warning that she really didn't want to know. She just wanted to happily pretend everything was perfectly hunky-dory down at the Ponderosa. Adam was still sorta cute, Hoss was still adorably dumb, Little Joe was still that Highway Angel guy. An image of Loren Green boffing her sister invaded, tearing up that little fantasy. "She sleeps in our bed. Mine and hers." Closing her eyes, she pressed her palm to her forehead, the keys to the stupid truck digging painfully into her flesh. "Maybe I should get a hotel room," she said miserably. She'd counted on staying with Daddy until she could get straightened out. She just didn't have the funds to support a decent room and still go through with her plans to buy a business. "No, you can stay here. I just want you to understand the relationship your sister and I have." "How long has this been going on?" "A few months." "The sex?" Visions of her sister at sixteen doing cheerleading in the buff for Daddy steamrolled through her brain. "A year." He took her hand and squeezed it. "Who all knows?" "Just you and us. This isn't forever, Baby. We just needed each other for a while." He sighed, looking away. "We know it's wrong, it's just that well, we love each other, and a man and woman living together like we've been, well, things happen." "But, but how-?" She didn't have a clue what to say next. What to think, or even what to feel. She kept picturing the two bodies writhing together in the firelight. "I think you know how it's done, Baby. You are married." She snorted. "It's been so long, I forgot how." "You're a sexy woman, Baby, it couldn't have been that long for you. What man in his right mind would pass up a chance to make love to you?" A few hours ago she would have blushed and chalked it up to an expected "Daddy compliment." The image or her Daddy sinuously fucking her sister invaded again. Did he mean he wanted to do her as well? "Would you, Daddy?" He froze, as if suddenly aware he was treading on thin ice. "Baby, I'm only a man." "That's kind of obvious, Daddy." She gestured at the tent in his pants, then rubbed her nose. "You did interrupt us before I could cum, Baby. It doesn't go away on its own for quite awhile." After he said that a lengthy, uncomfortable silence settled in. Finally, he couldn't take it anymore and broke the tension. "Tell me about this divorce." She suddenly felt like the little girl who'd gotten ditched by Ron Blackmore all over again. "I caught Frank with his secretary. They were doing it in my bed. He got her pregnant, with twins." She still felt like curling up in her Daddy's lap. She leaned against him, her cheek to his bare chest, and his arms came around her. "So I quit my job, traded the Lexus in on a truck I can't drive, and I cleaned out our mutual funds. I'm going to buy a business here." "I'm going to kill him." "I'm better off without him anyway, Daddy. He was never man enough for me." She sniffled, trying not to leave a trail of snot across his naked pectoral. "That's right Baby. He wasn't good enough for you." "It hurts, Daddy." "C'mere, Baby." He wrapped her even more tightly in his embrace and rocked her while she cried her heart out. As competent a woman as she was, she still needed the support of the family. The Prick had no intention of divorcing her, he had no intention of doing anything but enjoying his little chickypoo somewhere in Bermuda. So she moved in with Daddy and Darling and went to work. She had two missions, divorce the Prick and purchase a business. It was hard to get used to, thinking of her sister and her Daddy. She tried not to, but damn, her sister had to scream like a banshee every time she came, which was pretty much non-stop. Once or twice she caught her sister looking at her with a speculative gleam in her eye, but her father had kept his distance. She found a chain of five service stations, two car washes, and a quickie lube station for sale. Like a blithering idiot, she plucked them up with a minimal down payment and installed herself as the gas station queen. It didn't dawn on her until the papers had all been signed and everything was hers, lock, stock, and motor oil that she knew absolutely nothing about the service station industry. Just how stupid can one woman get? "Baby, it took you four months to buy the thing. It's not exactly an impulsive decision. You had to make a business plan and arrange for financing." Her Daddy slowly stirred the cream in his coffee. "You'll do just fine, it won't take any time for you to figure it out." "But Daddy!" she protested. "I don't know anything about cars. I won't even drive my truck when I can borrow your Navigator!" "You'll be fine, Baby. I have perfect faith in you." "Oh Daddy, what if I fail again?" "You never failed in the first place," he snarled, her vehement protector, even from herself. "Yes, Daddy, I did. I couldn't stay with my job, I couldn't keep my man." The divorce would be final in a few more weeks, she'd taken the first step and had let her lawyers take her soon to be ex to the cleaners. That bit of viciousness was so unlike her, and she already regretted it. "I wasn't woman enough for him." "Baby..." "It's true Daddy. I wasn't beautiful enough and I wasn't a whole woman. I couldn't have his babies." She'd faced the awful truth weeks ago, that somehow, she hadn't been enough for him. If she had, the Prick would still be married to her. "Don't you ever say that, young lady." He surged to his feet and leaned on the table, glaring at her. The knife froze inches from bagel as she stared at him in dismay. "You are a beautiful, intelligent, gorgeous, determined, sexy, successful young woman. No man in his right mind with all of his balls in place would ever prefer some stupid ball of fluff. You were too much for him, you challenged him too much and he wasn't good enough to meet that challenge." He subsided in his seat. "He wouldn't even have sex with me unless I made him," she whispered. "Then he was an idiot." There was silence for a while, nothing but the sound of cream cheese being jerkily spread on a toasted bagel. He took a sip of his coffee and contemplated her silently. One tear, then a second dripped from her eye. She looked up at her Daddy, meeting his steady, caring gaze. Once again, as it did all too frequently in the past five months, the image of her father's naked body making love to her sister invaded. Mentally, she substituted herself for her sister. She ripped her gaze away guiltily and fiddled with her bagel. "Baby." "Yes, Daddy." She wanted to kick herself. She sounded like some sixteen year old girl who'd broken curfew. "What were you thinking about a moment ago?" "Um, nothing." "Baby..." "Daddy, I don't want to talk about it." "All right." He started to get up, then paused, as if arriving at some decision. He reached out and took her hand, squeezing it firmly. "Baby, if you need me for anything, and I mean anything, you just let me know. I'll help you, if I can." "O-okay Daddy." Her voice was nearly inaudible. He waited for another few moments, then left her in the quiet kitchen for a solitary breakfast. Did he mean...? No matter how busy she was, she couldn't keep her Daddy out of her mind. If you need me for anything, he was repeating incessantly. Her broad-chested, naked Daddy kept letting her know that he was there for her, in any way she wanted him. There had to be something wrong with a twenty-seven year old woman wanting her Daddy that way. She had lied to a lot of people in her life, including herself. One of the things she swore she'd do after she walked out of Whitney, Fillmore, Brock, Chase, Martin, Chesapeake, Morton, Widenour, Smith, and Corrine was that she would never again lie to herself. No matter how tempting it was. Considering that she was in the unenviable position of lusting after her own father, well, lying was the least of her worries. She lusted after Daddy. She was a damned sick puppy. How could she not? She got to listen to the "sex serenade" nearly every night, some days too. Her Daddy and sister went at it like a couple of rabbits in heat. Either Darling liked to fake orgasms or Daddy knew what the hell he was doing with a woman. She sat at her desk in her office, the sound of an impact wrench buzzing in the cavernous garage not too far away. It had taken her a few days to learn what an impact wrench was, she still had now idea why it was called an impact wrench. As far as she could tell it was a wrench that removed bolts from tires and things and it was powered by air. Why not call it an air wrench? The air compressor kicked in on the other side of the cinderblock wall. The rattling was enough to shake her hind teeth. Maybe separate office space was called for. She made that a goal. New office when she solved the steady decline of revenue riddle. She stared at the picture of her Daddy sitting on her desk. Revenue was the last thing on her mind. It had been several weeks since that talk in the kitchen, where he had given her the thinly veiled offer of his body for her use. Since then one of the mechanics had caught her eye and a little light flirting had cropped up. She had made the decision to never mix work and relationships. That put the hot mechanic firmly out of reach. She heard through the grapevine that he was seeing a stripper anyway. The dating scene wasn't what she was ready for, and other than a few men she'd chatted with online, the only man she interacted with on a personal basis was her Daddy. The jarring ring of her office line brought her back from the dangerous trail her mind was about to take. "Hello?" "Ms. Harris," the warm, congenial voice of her lawyer boomed over the intermittent wrrrrrrs of the impact wrench. "Congratulations!" "It's done?" "Just swing by my office and sign a few things. Then I'll file it and it's done. If you can be here in the next hour, I can have it filed today." "I'll be there." "I'll let Mary know you're on your way. See you shortly." She depressed the hang up button and immediately called Daddy. "Daddy, I'm going to sign the papers in the next hour. Then he'll file it today and I'll be divorced!" "Oh Baby, you wait there for me. I'll come get you and we'll go together." "I'll be okay Daddy." "I remember when I did it Baby, you shouldn't do it alone." "Okay, Daddy. Maybe we can have some lunch afterwards. You know, celebrate my new freedom." "That sounds good, Baby. On my way." They rode in silence to her lawyer's office. The elevator music chimed irritatingly in the background. She smiled tremulously up at Daddy and he reached out and gave her hand a squeeze. He'd been right, now that it was here, the pain started all over again. This was it, this made it final. No more Prick in her life. Thank God he hadn't contested the divorce, so that meant no bloody battles. He'd just asked to keep the Porsche. Since he'd probably fucked his little twit girlfriend in it, she wanted nothing to do with it. "Thank you, Daddy." "Anytime, Baby." Signing the papers was almost anti-climactic. After putting her name on a few papers, she handed the pen back to the lawyer and stared at him, a little dazed. "This is it? That's all there is to it?" "Yes it is, Ms. Harris. You've already seen the judge, so all that's left is to file these. I'll get these filed this afternoon and you'll be officially divorced." "Thank you, Mr. Kramer." Back in Daddy's Navigator she felt herself tearing up again. "It's over, Daddy." She stared dully at the passing scenery, grieving for her failed marriage. He reached out and clasped her hand, offering her whatever comfort she would take from it. "I know, Baby. I know." Lusty Blue Eyes Ch. 2 "I agree, Daddy. Baby is pretty when she cums." Baby jack-knifed against her father at the sound of Darling's voice cutting through the post-orgasmic lethargy. Luckily, Daddy's solid weight kept them pinned to the couch. "Darling!" Her eyes darted around, looking for something to cover herself with. She'd just been caught fucking her sister's man. Wait a minute. He was her Daddy, too. "It's okay, Baby. You look hot that way. I've never seen you with a hair out of place before, and now here you are, naked and freshly fucked." "I haven't fucked your sister, Darling. What happened to your date?" "He can't compare to you, Dad." Darling leaned down on the back of the couch and took her time eyeing her father and her sister obscenely twined. "No one can, right sis?" Darling leaned over and licked at Baby's exposed nipple. It hardened, rising up to meet the caressing tongue. Baby froze in shock. She wanted to pull Darling's head closer and punch her all at the same time. "Wouldn't let him in that pristine pussy of yours, Baby?" Daddy pushed himself up and glared at Darling. "Is there a problem, young lady?" He stood up and put his hands on his hips, once again the father of their youth, one who never would have been naked in front of them, one who never would have tasted their most intimate flesh. "Of course not, Dad." Darling eyed his flaccid cock. "So what did she let you fuck?" "It's none of your business, Darling." "This is too weird." Baby jerked her legs under her and sat up, curling around a pillow. "Just another fun-filled fuck night. Can I at least join in or should I just go away?" "I can't handle this, it's just too weird." Baby grabbed her clothes, hoping she got them all, and stood up. "You two have fun, I have to go think about this." "Baby, wait," Daddy put a hand on her shoulder. "We should talk about this." "Daddy, we kind of passed the talking phase already." "No, Baby, we need to talk about this." "Just not now." "Later then. All three of us." "Oh, so now you want to include me?" Darling demanded, sitting on the arm of the couch and blocking Baby's way out. "That's enough, Darling." "Yes, Daddy," Darling sneered. "I've done some stupid things in my life, but this is the stupidest," Baby muttered. Now that the sexual heat was gone and the cool air was washing over her naked body, reality was returning. The reality was that she had just had incestuous carnal relations with her own father. She'd never felt so ashamed. So, so- "Baby, don't feel guilty. We did something that was natural between a man and a woman," her father said. He took her clothes from her and hugged her. "It's all right." But it wasn't all right. It was all wrong. The man she'd always run to, always considered a bastion against her troubles was now her lover. If he'd been any other man she'd have him bagged, tagged, and married before he knew what was going on. But it wasn't any other man, it was her Daddy. "Baby," Darling said in a voice that was as gentle as hadn't been moments ago, "I understand." Baby met her sister's eyes. She really did understand, Darling had fucked Daddy too. "Thank you, Darling." She didn't know why she was thanking her sister. "Good!" Darling clapped her hands together then reached for her buttons. "Now that we have that settled, let's have a threesome!" "I'm outta here." Baby skirted the couch and bolted. "Baby! Wait!" Darling yelled. "No!" This was just too weird. She'd just had oral sex with her father and now her sister wanted her to have a threesome. She didn't understand where Jerry Springer came up with these people, it was just too strange. The worst part is that she couldn't wait until she had her father alone again, so she could have his tongue in her pussy again. "Baby, we need to talk about this, now is as good a time as any. Come back here and sit down." Her father had taken a seat in the recliner. Reluctantly, she did as he ordered and sat on the couch across from Darling. "Now, let's define the problem." "You're fucking both of us," Darling put in immediately. "You're fucking both of your daughters," Baby added. "I'm enjoying it too. We are all adults, well over the age of 18. None of us are in a relationship and none of us have any ties other than familial on any of the other." "I had you first," Darling mumbled mutinously. "That has nothing to do with it." "Look-" Baby started. "Yeah, well, now that your favorite is back and available for the fucking, I don't want to be shoved off into the closet again." "You won't be, I love you too Darling. You are my daughter and no matter what happens I will always love you." "Uh-" Baby began. "Hah! You want her, you've always wanted her, and now that you have her what's to stop you from forgetting I exist again? What if my pussy isn't good enough for you like Mom's wasn't?" "Your mother and I divorced for more reasons than that." "Because you're in love with Baby and you always have been, just shut up Dad, I'm not stupid." "You're not too old to punish, young lady." "You're not too old to go to jail either, old man." "Uh-" "Darling." "What?" Darling leaped to her feet and started pacing. Had she been a cat all of her fur would be standing on end and she would be hissing. "I love you." Darling stopped and faced their father. After a moment of thought, she seemed to deflate in front of them. "I love you too, Dad." "Come here." At his words, Darling curled up in Daddy's lap. She shot a smirk at Baby, then lapsed into a long, wet kiss with Daddy. Baby frowned, then stared off at the wall, not wanting to witness this display made that much more obscene by her Daddy's hands sliding into her sister's pants. "I think that we can come up with some kind of amicable arrangement here. You didn't have any trouble sharing me as your father, there shouldn't be any trouble sharing me now that I'm your lover," Daddy said when he finally got around to pulling his tongue out of Darling's throat. "Daddy, girls don't share their lovers." "I'm your father too, Baby." "We can share him, Baby, it's not like he's a boyfriend, he's Dad." Oh so now Darling could be magnanimous, now that she was all curled up on Daddy's lap with his hands in her panties. If she wore them. "I'm not the one who has a problem with it." "There, that's settled then." Daddy tweaked Darling's nipple "Is she going to be sleeping in our bed, Dad?" "There's room for all of us." "I'll sleep in my own bed." "You can sleep with us, Baby. You should sleep with us. We can be a big happy family. Baby stood up. "I have work to do or something." "Gonna run when it's starting to get hot in here?" Darling giggled. "Something like that." Baby spared them a frosty glare before sauntering out of the room. Up in her room she sat on the bed, still naked, and waited for the orgasmic serenade to start. She wasn't disappointed. Darling started howling and Baby gritted her teeth. She knew what Daddy was doing to her now, she knew what it felt like to be with Daddy. Baby made sure she left early and came home late for the next few days. She didn't want a confrontation with her sister, or worse, to run into her Daddy and have to worry about whether or not he was going to make any sexual advances on her. It was almost like high school all over again. Usually Darling's nightly screeching had started by the time Baby let herself in the front door. She was tired and her feet were sore. Today had been a particular bitch since one of the stations had been robbed and the cashier's boyfriend had done it. She just wanted to soak in a hot bath, drink some wine, and go straight to sleep. The silence from upstairs bothered her, she'd never admit it to another living soul, but she actually liked the sound of her sister's orgasms. They were, well, they were sexy. She discovered the reason for the silence. Darling was on her bed, reading one of her text books. She dropped her valise and her keys. "Hello, Darling, did Daddy go out?" "No, he's in bed." The implication was that he was waiting for her. "Why aren't you with him?" "I heard about the robbery. Rob called and let us know you'd be late. We were worried about you. You look pretty tired." "It was a bad day." She sat down with a sigh. Darling sat up and started rubbing her shoulders. "Oh, Darling, that feels good." "Come on, Baby." Darling tugged her to her feet and led her to Daddy's room. Baby balked at going in. "Just a massage, Baby. You need one." Just a massage, and Mount Everest was just a bump. After a moment's hesitation, she went along with it. After today, it would feel good to be with people who loved her. She made no protest when Darling started taking her clothes off, she even helped. Darling pressed a kiss to the point of her shoulder. "Where's Daddy?" "Daddy is in bed. On the couch in the family room. We kinda had a fight." "Is that why you're being so nice to me?" It came out before she could stop it. Darling froze, then finished taking Baby's clothes off. "No, we're sisters. We've always had a good relationship. I want that back. I missed you when you left, and I missed our relationship. Then Mom left too, and well, it's just been me and Daddy." "I missed you too, Darling." Baby yanked off the offending pantyhose that Darling was jerking at, then bounced onto the king sized bed. "It was hard, leaving home and moving to Chicago. What did you and Daddy fight about?" "The usual." "What's the usual? I've been here for almost six months and I've never heard you two fight." "He wants me to go out with guys and find someone to settle down with and have a bunch of kids." "That's all? What's wrong with going out with some guys here and there? You can't be with Daddy for the rest of your life, loving someone is-" "Sis," Darling interrupted. "I'm gay." "What?" "I don't like guys, just Dad. I go out on dates, with other women. Someday I may find a lady I like and settle down, but not with some guy. I'm just not attracted to them. Dad thinks that because I can take it from him, then I can't be gay. He doesn't understand that I love him, I've always loved him, and that's what makes it so different. I don't love other guys, and I never will because they don't attract me. Anyway, he doesn't penetrate me all that often. Most of the time we have oral sex." "Oh my god, Darl, I had no idea." "Does it bother you?" "What, that you're gay? Uh, no." "I want to make love to you, Baby." "Oh my god, Darling." "Yeah." Darling looked at her hands. "I don't know what to say," Baby admitted. She suddenly realized that she was naked and her sister was physically attracted to her. "I think I always knew, but I didn't know." "I used to watch you and Alicia kiss each other. It made me so hot to see that." "Alicia...?" "When you were practicing in case you ever went out with Peter Miller." "You saw that? Oh my god, we'd have been so embarrassed if we'd known that!" "Don't worry about it, Baby. We don't have to do anything. The offer of a massage is still good, if you still trust me." "Of course I trust you, Darling." More likely the full implications of the little tidbit her sister had just dropped on her hadn't quite registered. Her sister was gay? A lesbian? Preferred women? The girl who'd had more boyfriends than she had sense? Nah, it couldn't be. Baby stretched out on her belly, snuggling her head into her arms, and let Darling's fingers work their magic with her tired muscles. She thought about those long kisses she'd shared with her best friend all during junior high and high school. They'd ostensibly been practicing in case they'd gone out with such and such guy, they'd kept doing it because it was the most exciting kisses they'd shared collectively. She could still remember the feel of Alicia's lips moving on hers, her tongue teasing hers, and four sets of fingers traveling over their developing curves. She shivered and clamped her thighs together. "What are you thinking about, Baby?" "Alicia." "She was pretty. She moved to Georgia after she married that air force guy." "Yes she was." "Did you like kissing her?" "I loved kissing her." "Why?" Darling moved to her lower back, kneading the muscles there. "It was wonderful, she felt good. She was a good kisser too." "Is that all you ever did?" "Yes, it was." Baby sighed, half in regret, half in pleasure. Darling was using her knuckles on her ass. "Do you wish you'd done more?" She never would have admitted this before, but somehow, knowing that Darling would fully understand the feeling, she did. "A lot." Darling's lips moved over the smooth curve of one of her cheeks. "I would have liked to have seen that, Baby." A moment later the small kiss was broken and her fingers were working over Baby's thighs instead. She had to admit, the thought of having sex with another woman was appealing. She thought about rolling over and pulling Darling down on top of her. Kissing her like she'd once kissed another girl. "Baby, I don't want to have sex with Dad anymore, not entirely. I don't want him to put his cock in me anymore." "Then tell him." "I don't want him to stop having sex with me either. I love him." "You don't have to have sex with him for him to love you, Darling. He'll love you even if he never saw you naked again. And if he doesn't, then he deserves to be shot." "Baby, it's not that easy. It's always been you, I've never been good enough for him, then all of the sudden I'm the best thing in his life." "But you aren't happy, Darling." "I am happy. I just don't want his cock." Darling's fingers were starting to hurt. "Okay, Darling. What do you want me to do about it?" "Join us. You like cock." "Yes, I do like cock." "Then fuck him for me, please?" "Darling..." "C'mon Baby, just for a while. He'll forget about fucking me, you can ride his cock and I'll ride his face. He'll love that!" Baby rolled over and stared up at her sister. Darling was chewing on her lips, looking down at her anxiously. "I can't do that, Darl. He's Daddy, I can't have sex with my own father, it's wrong." "But you want to." "That doesn't mean anything." "Baby, it's just Daddy, it's not like you have to marry him and he had a vasectomy. You don't have to date him and you can see other guys while you're doing it. Not to mention that Daddy is very good at it. He even made me feel kinda good when he fucked me." "Darling..." She was wavering and she knew it. "C'mon Baby, don't knock it ‘til you've tried it." "Dammit, Darl, it's not that easy." "Course it is. Just yell for him and he'll do whatever you want him to." "You make him sound like a dog." "Men are dogs," Darling snarled. "Even Daddy?" "He's a nice one." Darling absently circled a finger around the nipple on Baby's nearest breast. The nipple rose up under the teasing, begging for attention like the dogs they'd just been talking about. Baby sighed, wondering what had happened to make Darling so bitter. She opened her mouth to ask her, but gasped instead. Darling had leaned over in the silence and sucked on her ignored nipple. She hadn't expected it and the shock shot straight to her privates. First Daddy and now her sister, boy she was a sick puppy. She wrapped her arms around Darling, silently giving her permission to continue. Darling licked her way from nipple to lips and sank into a blissful kiss that was hotter and sweeter than any Baby had ever tasted. She couldn't help it, she twined herself with her sister and sucked on her tongue before sliding her own inside Darling's mouth. Darling's hands were everywhere, petting and caressing her from shoulders to ass. Taking a cue from the fingers dancing on her own flesh, Baby ran her own along Darling's, feeling the sensuous naked curves of another woman for the first time. "I love you, Baby," Darling moaned, sucking on her earlobe, then the sensitive area below it. She curled her fingers around the delicate curve of Baby's belly, then slid them into the soft hair beneath it. "I just want you to love me." "I already do love you, Darling," Baby said, then gasped when her sister's fingers found her lips, parted them, and wormed into the wet opening. Darling wrapped her tongue wetly around one of Baby's nipples, the fingers of her free hand moving along Baby's ribs. "Oh my god." Baby froze at the sound of Daddy's voice. Darling did, but only for a moment. "Daddy!" "You two girls are so beautiful. I love you two so much." The bed dipped as he joined them. "You weren't invited, Dad," Darling snapped, smoothly sliding herself between Baby and Daddy. Baby sat up, confused. For a moment she'd thought it was all a put on, a way to get her into bed with the two of them. "I heard the noise, I had to come and see." "Go away, Dad, you aren't wanted here." "Hey, calm down Darling. Isn't this what you wanted?" Baby demanded. "No! I wanted you to myself first." "Wait a minute, Darling, I'm-" "Baby, he'll get you often enough long enough, I want my turn. You said you loved me." "You're my sister, of course I love you!" "Darling, I'm not going to get anyone. What has gotten into you?" "Nothing has gotten into me." Baby frowned at the undercurrents flowing between the two. She didn't understand them, didn't like them, and didn't know why she seemed to be in the middle of it. "You're acting like a spoiled brat." "Excuse me for wanting to enjoy a little time with my sister before you take her from me too." "I want to enjoy a little time with both of you, and I'm not going to take her from you!" "Enough!" Baby bellowed. "I'm leaving. You two do whatever the hell you want." Baby bounded from the bed and bolted out of the door. Never mind that she left some of her best clothes and her favorite bra on the floor, she just had to get out. She yanked on a pair of jeans and a sweater, then shoved her feet into a pair of socks and her boots. She snatched up her purse and keys and nearly mowed her naked sister down as she charged back out of her room. "I'm sorry, Baby," Darling said, staring at her feet. "I don't know what came over me, don't go." "I don't know what is going on between you and Daddy, but it's fucked up as hell, Darl. You need to get it fixed, and do it fast." "I didn't want to lose you so fast, Baby. I wanted a little bit of time with you before you left me." "I'm not leaving you!" Baby felt like strangling her. "I'm going to the office. I'm going to do some paperwork. I will be back in a few hours after everyone has had a chance to either cool down or kill each other. You two are driving me crazy." "I'm sorry, Baby. I'll stop it, I swear. I'll do anything to make you feel better. I love you." "I love you too. Jeez Darling, it'll be okay." "Okay, Baby, I just want you to love me." Darling hugged her, then retreated to the bedroom she shared with Daddy and silently shut the door. Baby considered the closed door for a moment, then the muffled voices behind it. Darling's voice subsided into a long moan, obviously they'd mended the breach caused by the fight, and Baby left. She drove aimlessly for awhile, then went to the office. The office was located behind the cavernous garage in one of the stations that only operated during the day. She sat at her desk and doodled on slip after slip of sticky notepad paper. Somewhere along the way her family had gotten really, really fucked up and she'd just jumped gleefully into the mess with both feet. "Miss Harris?" The male voice came out of nowhere, the echoes from across the bay compounded it. She jumped to her feet, her heart pounding, and squinted at the door. She could barely make out the figure of a man. It was Rob, the mechanic she'd put in the position of station manager after she fired the one who was skimming from the cash drawer. Lusty Blue Eyes Ch. 3 Darling had already put the table cloth on the table and centered an expensive floral arrangement. It didn't take long for the two of them to set three settings. Daddy returned while they were divvying out silverware. He was wearing a tuxedo of all things and carrying several large, white sacks which proved to be full of gourmet catering. They filled the serving dishes and arranged the table around them. After giving each of them a kiss, Daddy sat at the head of the table, leaving Baby and Darling to sit on which ever side of him they chose. "Sleep okay today, Baby?" Daddy asked after the main course was finished. "Yes, I did, Daddy." "Rested?" Baby looked at Daddy suspiciously. "Sure." Daddy smiled and set his fork down with a rich, muted clink against the china. "Are we ready for dessert?" Darling smiled broadly and stood up. "Yes. What did you get?" "Cheesecake." "Sounds good." Baby was confused when Daddy stood up as well. Darling disappeared into the kitchen, then returned with the cheesecake. They both smiled at her, then began removing their clothes. Baby jumped to her feet, staring like a deer into headlights at Daddy's chest. "What's going on?" "No clothes at the dessert table, Baby," Darling giggled. "C'mon, strip!" Daddy dropped his pants and stepped out of them, then straightened. His cock bounced a few times, then held still, stiffly pointing in her direction. The memory of what that cock tasted like and how hot it burned inside of her mouth flashed through her mind. Her nipples stood up and her pussy relaxed, letting the juices flow. Daddy's eyes latched warmly onto her. "You don't have to do anything you don't want to." "Oh pooh, don't be a sourpuss, Baby." Darling wiggled out of her dress, watching Daddy's face intently. Daddy was still absorbed in Baby's confused expression. Hesitantly, Baby reached for the straps to her beautiful cocktail dress, then lowered them. Daddy's eyes seemed to take on an inner glow as he wolfishly watched her slowly bare herself to them. She was wearing stockings, panties and the few minimal pieces of jewelry that Darling had pronounced perfect for her. Baby looked up from the chair she'd just smoothed the dress over into her sister's dark eyes. Darling was annoyed, for some reason. "Baby, you are incredibly beautiful," Daddy murmured. He turned to Darling and smiled. "So are you, my Darling." "More beautiful than Baby?" Darling demanded pointedly. "You're the most beautiful darling I know." That seemed to pacify Darling, who subsided into her chair with a pout. She twirled her fork through the cheesecake, then took a nonchalant bite. "I want to watch Daddy fuck you, Baby. I've only seen it on TV, I want to see it for real." Baby's jaw dropped. She'd just gotten used to the idea that she was actually naked in front of her family and would, sometime in the future, be fucking them. This was too immediate, even if she was totally naked. "But..." "What a wonderful idea, Darling," Daddy said warmly. "Baby for dessert." "She's scrumptious," Darling said, all wide eyed innocence. Daddy's head jerked sharply until he was staring at Darling again. "I had her for an afternoon snack. Yummy. You should have seen it Dad." "You knew I wanted to watch you girls the first time." Daddy sounded accusatory and vaguely hurt. Darling smirked. "We girls preferred privacy," she tossed off with a wave of her hand. "This cheesecake is very good. Climb up on the table Baby." Baby's eyes narrowed as she watched the bi-play. "What in the hell is going on here? Did you two plan this or something?" "Of course not, Baby. Your sister is just a little jealous. She's been my number one girl for so long, sometimes it's hard to share." Daddy took his seat and picked at his cheesecake. After a few moments, Baby did the same. The way Daddy had been staring at her pussy made her feel hot and irritated all at the same time. Darling glared at Daddy, then smiled brightly at Baby. "I'm glad you're here anyway. It's time we got to know each other as a family. You're the guest of honor Baby." "Darling, quit making Baby uncomfortable," Daddy ordered. Baby frowned. Dammit, she wasn't uncomfortable. Even if she was she wasn't going to admit it. She'd practically had sex with them already, so why was it such a big deal? She grinned at Darling and climbed onto the table. Daddy smiled and picked up his plate, Baby straddled Darling's instead. "Have some cheesecake Darling." "Oh my girls," Daddy whispered. He leaned over and quietly licked at Baby's upright nipple. Darling caught Baby's eyes and smiled softly. "You're mine, right sister? I love you." "Lick your sister, Darling," Daddy ordered, laying his cheek on his daughter's breast. Darling looked uncertainly from Daddy to Baby, then slowly dipped her head and lapped at Baby's pussy. Daddy stared at them with dumbfounded disbelief mingled with a childish delight. Darling slanted Daddy a look that made Baby shiver, and not in sexual excitement, then shut her eyes and slithered her tongue along Baby's labia. "My girls, my two baby girls, you look so hot doing that," Daddy murmured. Baby arched her body, preening luxuriously for Daddy. He put his hands on Baby's breasts, gently kneading them before running them down along her body to Darling's shoulders. He traced the curve of Darling's spine. Darling's tongue paused for a moment, then she squealed. Baby inferred from all the wiggling between her legs that Daddy had begun licking Darling's pussy as well. Baby opened her eyes and looked up. No, Daddy had moved the chair and was fingering Darling's pussy. After a moment he slipped his cock into her sister and started fucking her slowly, crooning praise. After a moment, he came around the table, holding his glistening cock out to Baby. "Here sweetie, suck your sister's cum from Daddy's cock." Baby opened her mouth, the flavor of her father's musky cock was pleasantly mixed with the tangy juices of Darling's pussy. Closing her eyes, she held still for a few moments, savoring the twin taboo of her sister's cum and her Daddy's gorgeous cock in her mouth. After a moment, she looked up the length of Daddy's body, past his flat belly and well-formed chest to the gentle, aroused expression on his face. Smiling a little, she sucked and licked, probing his erection for every drop of Darling she could find. He popped his cock out of her mouth, then leaned down and kissed her, slipping his tongue into her mouth and sweeping it over her teeth. He groaned into her, his fingers finding and teasing her nipples. Between her legs, Darling had used her fingers to spread Baby's pussy open, exposing the sensitive inner flesh of her most private area. A few moments later, Darling's tongue glided over the slick depths of her deep pink hole, then wriggled its way farther up, to delicately circle her clit. The tongue was replaced with first one testing finger, and then a second. Baby gasped, her inner muscles clamping with a warm, wet welcome around her sister's digits. "Does that feel good, Baby?" Daddy asked huskily against her lips. "Oh yes, Daddy." "What feels good, Baby?" "Darling feels good." "I like words, too honey. Tell me what Darling is doing to your pretty little pussy that's making you feel so good." A rush of wet heat pooled out of her pussy at the thought of talking dirty to her own father. "Does it make you hot to hear me talk about how Darling is licking me, Daddy?" "Hotter than you'll ever know, Baby." "She pried my pussy open, Daddy, exposing the inside of it. That feels so deliciously naughty. My own sister is licking my pussy," Baby breathed. Her fingers roamed along her ribs, down her, belly, to tangle in Darling's hair lovingly. "She put her tongue right on my hole and licked it, that made me so wet. Then she licked up to my clit and she's sucking on it now. Ooh, and she's using her lips to rub my clit. She's got two fingers inside of me, gently rubbing me in circles. I think she's looking for my G-spot." "That's so sexy, Baby." "Go look, Daddy. Go watch Darling lick me." He needed no second invitation. He slithered down the length of her body, pressing kisses as he went, until his cheek was resting on her pubis. His tongue reached down, licking along the wet hair as far down as it could reach. Darling lifted up and wrapped hers around his. He groaned deep in his chest, sucking the cum from one daughter from the tongue of his other one. Darling tolerated it for a few moments, then put her hand on Daddy's forehead and shoved him away. He retreated a little and watched her mouth wrap around her sister's clitoris again. He sucked in a breath, wrapping his fingers around his cock and groaned. Baby trailed her fingers back up along her belly and ribs to her breasts, teasing the nipples with soft circles and pinches. Darling looked up along the length of her sister's body with such a burningly aroused expression that Baby gasped and bucked her hips. The fingers twirling and stroking inside of her pussy were a little more than Baby could bear, particularly when they were coupled with a dancing tongue that knew all the right places and the perfect amount of pressure. She writhed under Darling's mouth, panting and gasping. Daddy growled, unable to take it anymore, and stuck the head of his cock into Baby's pubic hair. His cum spurted, catching Darling's nose and dribbling onto Baby's pussy. Irritated, Darling lifted her mouth and glared at Daddy. "Dad, that was disgusting." She picked up her napkin and dabbed at the semen on Baby's lips, then wiped it off of her own nose. "Huh?" Baby raised her head and tried to see what was going on. "You've always swallowed my cum, Darling." "I just want Baby's." Darling's voice was implacable, hard. "Darling?" "It's okay Baby, me'n Dad were just arriving at an understanding. You taste so good Baby, I could lick your cunt all day." "Then lick me Darling, I was about to cum." "Dad came all over it, just let me get it wiped up Baby, then you're all mine." After a few smooth strokes of a warm cloth napkin, Darling slipped her tongue back to Baby's clit. Daddy stood back, slowly working his fist over his cock, while he watched Darling bring Baby back to the peak of orgasm, then gently push her into ecstacy. Baby's body arched off the table, her hands clawing down to hold Darling's face closer to her. Her panting cries echoed through the dining room over the soft sounds of Muzak. Darling prowled up the length of her sister's body and licked at Baby's lips before sinking her tongue between them. Baby sucked on the invading tongue, slurping at her own juices. The old mahogany table groaned under their combined weight. "Let's take this to the living room Baby love. We'll have to let Dad fuck us, then it's just you and me." Baby opened her eyes, frowning. What the heck did Darling mean by that? "Good idea Darling. That's a perfect idea." Daddy rubbed his hands together, then assisted them from the table. He had laid the wood for a fire earlier and set the matches within reach. Daddy set about lighting it, which took a while, the darned things never started right off the bat. While Daddy was cursing over the wadded up newspapers, Darling bore Baby to the carpet and they twined together. Baby had never had such a closeness with another female before, the warm sensuality of two naked bodies writhing together in the light of a crackling lamp. Daddy hadn't gotten the fire lit yet. Baby pressed a kiss to Darling's nose then curled around, nuzzling at the soft curls between her legs. Darling pushed her face back into Baby's pussy, licking at the slick wetness. The heat of the fire finally caressed their skin, making the wake of their caressing fingers even hotter. Daddy's hand clamped onto Darling's hip, tugging her gently over until her ass wiggled in the air. Baby rolled underneath her seamlessly continuing to lick at her sister's pussy. Daddy knelt down and nipped at Darling's ass. "I'm going to fuck your sister Baby," Daddy murmured huskily. "You watched us once, it turned you on didn't it? Now you have a pussy eye view of it. You can watch my cock slide in and out of her pussy. You can lick us while we fuck. Do you want to lick my cock while it's fucking your sister's pussy?" Daddy didn't need much of a response from her, and she didn't have the sense to respond. All she could do was flick her tongue over Darling's clitoris and hunch her own sex against Darling's mouth. Baby opened her eyes, and groaned. There was something incredibly erotic about the site of a long, thick cock nuzzling between a set of dripping wet pussy lips. After a few moments the helmeted head slipped inside. Darling's labia were tugged inward, being pulled by the short thrusts Daddy was making. His cock buried itself deeper with each twitch of his hips, an inward stroke followed by a small outward stroke. Baby stared at Darling's pussy lips in fascination, first they would ease in along with the cock, then they would suck at the length of his shaft as he pulled back. Her wetness was starting to spread, moving from the lips to the soft skin surrounding her slit. Baby licked her lips. Daddy's hands insinuated themselves between their bodies, his thumbs pressing against Darling's outer lips and prying them open. The top half of his cock churned slowly in the pink well of Darling's cunt. Her inner labia, no longer constrained by the embrace of the outer lips, wriggled freely, like the petals of a flower being thrust into. They sucked at Daddy's cock, licking it and coating it with her juices. Baby ran her tongue along the length of a pussy lip, then pressed it against the point where they were joined. The musky taste of Daddy's cock underscored the bittersweet taste of her sister's cum. "Lick my clit, Baby, please," Darling begged. "Lick your sister's clit, Baby," Daddy agreed. He pressed his cock all the way inside, moving his hands out of the way and wiggling from side to side a little to settle himself fully into his daughter's clasping pussy. Baby groaned and shut her eyes, burning the sight of her Daddy's cock buried fully inside of her sister. It was the hottest thing she'd ever seen. She flicked her tongue against Darling's hard little clit, then settled into a firm rhythm. "That's it, Baby," Daddy groaned, "make your sister cum. I love you two, my two precious girls." Baby ignored that and concentrated on Darling's clit. Daddy began twitching, just enough to move his cock around inside of Darling's pussy, but not enough to actually be a thrust. Darling groaned, wiggling on the impaling cock and teasing tongue. Baby worked her hands between them and found Darling's erect nipples. Teasing them with light pinches and her nails, she worked them in time with the licking. Darling suddenly cried out sharply, tensing, then panted, "I'm cumming." "I put my finger in your sister's ass, Baby," Daddy said huskily. "She loves getting fucked in the ass. I bet she'd love to get rimmed. Would you lick your sister's pretty little rosebud so I can fuck it?" Baby latched onto the jerking clitoris, trying to prolong Darling's orgasm for her. When that proved impossible she lapped at all of the juices pouring out past Daddy's cock. She discovered that the cream from Darling's orgasm was a bit thicker and richer than the slippery wetness she had only given so far. Growling, Daddy jerked his cock out of Darling. "Your pussy is so hot and wet Darling, you almost made me cum." "I just want to make Baby cum. Is it her turn?" "Yes it is sweetheart. I know you want to see this." "Of course I do Dad." Daddy sat on the couch, resting comfortably in the middle. His hand went to his Darling anointed cock and slowly stroked it. "Come sit in Daddy's lap, Baby. I have a present for you." "I want to suck you first Daddy." "No, not yet Baby. I'll cum too soon. I want to cum inside of you and watch your sister lick all of my cum out of you. Then I want to see the two of you suck my cock back to hardness." Daddy smiled, rubbing the head of his cock with his thumb. "Okay, Daddy." Baby had hoped to get into the same position they'd just done, to feel Darling's talented tongue on her while Daddy fucked her. She straddled Daddy instead. "No, Baby, face out. Let Darling watch me fuck you. She wants to see my cock going into your pretty little pussy." Diffidently, Baby turned around, putting her back to Daddy's belly. Darling knelt between their legs and grabbed Daddy's cock. Baby lifted herself up, closing her eyes when she felt the head of Daddy's cock against her vagina. A set of deft fingers parted her lips and tickled her clit. They disappeared, replaced by the blunt head. After a moment, she started sinking down, the cock and gravity parting the tight confines of her cunt. "Oh, Baby, I love fucking you. I love the feel of your pussy. Do you like Daddy's cock?" Daddy groaned, his hand reaching up to caress her breasts. The taboo naughtiness of it caught up to her. Her eyes flew open and she gasped at the rush of excitement that singed through her. She was fucking her own father. Her pussy responded by flaring then clamping down. Daddy's cock slid halfway in. "I love your cock, Daddy. What does it look like Darling? What does it look like to watch Daddy fuck me?" "It's pretty Baby." Darling's fingers came back, pulling her lips away from the shaft of Daddy's cock. They slid upward, seeking the clit that was nosing its way out of hiding. "You have the sexiest clit, Baby." "Lick her clit, Darling," Daddy urged huskily. His fingers left Baby's nipples and traced down her belly to pull on her mound. Her clit popped out in sharp relief, poking out into the cool air. "How many times can you make your sister cum?" Darling's tongue made contact with the clit, licking at it then dipping to touch Daddy's cock. Baby looked down the length of her body. Daddy's legs were spread widely and hers were on the outside of his, opening her completely. She couldn't see the thick cock that was slowly working into her, but she could see Darling's sleek head moving over her pussy.She closed her eyes and just felt. Her sister's seductive licking was making her cunt relax and ripple. She tangled her fingers in Darling's hair and petted her gently, silently communicating how much she loved the softly sensual cunnilingus. Darling grabbed Daddy's hands one at a time and threw them off of Baby's body, replacing them with her own. Daddy clasped Baby's hips and sinuously worked his ass, sinking his cock deeper into her clasping pussy. Baby and Daddy both groaned when he was fully sheathed. "I love your pussy, Baby," he murmured huskily in her ear. "I've dreamed of fucking you for so long. I've gotten off to dreams of fucking you for years. I love you, Baby." Baby shut his words out, concentrating on the feel of his throbbing cock instead. The thought of her Daddy getting himself off to thoughts of fucking her was a little uncomfortable. Instead, the thought about the lewdness of sprawling on her Daddy's body, penetrated by his erection, and the incredible feel of Darling's agile tongue. "Have you ever thought about fucking me?" Daddy asked, gently licking her neck. "A few times, in the past few months," Baby admitted. Her hips were beginning to rock of their own accord, responding to the friction of a heavy cock and a knowledgeable tongue. "Did you masturbate?" "Yes." "I did too." "I want to cum, Daddy," she panted. "Darling's tongue feels so good. I love the way she licks me." "I love watching her lick you, it's a gorgeous sight." The tongue on her clit stilled for a moment, then resumed its gentle play. Baby opened her eyes and looked down at Darling. Her sister was lapping at her, her eyes shut. Something about her expression was wrong. Baby sighed and forgot about it, the entire situation was wrong. Daddies and sisters didn't fuck each other. She vowed to herself that after this time, she wouldn't do it again either.