Wild Sex Tales(Erotica)

“Yes! I want your cum Daddy! Put it in my pussy – oh!” Honey arched her back and screamed as our orgasms hit together. I pumped load after load into her womb, while her snatch clenched tight and drew every drop of sperm out of my cock. I was filling my baby girl again. Filling her with my seed for the third time today. Images of this morning ran through my mind. Of watching her cum on my cock the first time we fucked, of watching her mouth stretch wide around me as she sucked me off.

Only now Heather was in the images too. Heather watching us. Heather hearing us fucking.

What was happening to me?

I fell along side Honey, our sweat covered bodies still wrapped up together.

“Tell me I’m a good girl, Daddy.” She purred.

“You are, baby. You’re very bad, but you’re very, very good.”

“Say it.”

“You’re a good girl, angel. Daddy’s good girl.”

“Can I sleep with you tonight? Naked like this?”

“Sure.”

“I love you.”

“I love you, too.”

Honey drifted off to sleep before too much longer, her head on my chest and her little hand wrapped around my cock. I listened for a while to hear if Heather was moving around, and I thought for a minute that I heard her feet moving away down the hallway.

When I heard her door click shut, I knew I was right.

I lay there in the dark, wondering where all this was going, where all of it would lead. It hardly mattered. I didn’t have anything close to the willpower it would take to stop this now. The only thing was to enjoy the ride.

I kissed my daughter on the forehead as I felt my cum leaking out of her pussy and onto my thigh. I pulled her naked body closer to mine and let myself drift off to sleep.

I woke up Saturday morning to a bathrobe being tossed on my head. My eldest daughter, Honey, lay next to me, her naked body tangled with mine. Heather, her little sister, was standing over the two of us in her thigh length silk robe.

“Hey, what the hell?” Honey complained, pulling her own robe down off her face.

“Wow, you guys are totally naked under there, aren’t you?” Heather asked. “You’re such perverts.”

Honey and I sleepily pulled our robes on while Heather watched us. I’d been fucking my older daughter for weeks, and though Heather knew all about it, she was remarkably accepting of the situation. She even listened at the door sometimes. She teased us occasionally about our incestuous relationship, but other than that life had been pretty normal.

Heather folded her arms as we covered ourselves. She was beautiful, leggy and blond, with tight abs and strong legs that spoke of her status as star soccer player for her high school. Honey was older, but smaller and more petit. Both had full lips and shapely breasts, though Heather was a little more gifted in that regard.

I took my eyes off my younger daughter’s breasts. Ever since she’d found out about Honey and me, I had been careful not to ogle her near perfect body. The last thing I wanted to do was make her uncomfortable. The situation was awkward enough as it was.

“So I’ve decided we need to make a few changes around here.” Heather announced. Honey and I looked to each other nervously.

“Sure.” I said, scooting over and patting the top of the comforter. Heather didn’t move to sit there though.

“If you guys want to fuck, fine.” Heather continued. “I don’t really care and I know its what both of you want. But I’m tired of walking on egg shells all the time and feeling like a third wheel. So some things have to go back to normal.”

“Like what?” Honey asked.

“Like Saturday snuggling. You might be taking care of some of Daddy’s… um, needs, but you don’t own his bed, and I miss the weekend snuggling we all used to do. We haven’t done that since you guys got started and I’m beginning to feel chased out.”

“I never want you to feel like that, babygirl.” I said, using my special pet name for Heather.

“Yeah, no totally.” Honey said and scooted way to one side of the bed. I joined her in making room, and Heather smiled and crawled under the covers with us, with me in the middle of my two lovely girls.

Honey and Heather each lay their heads on my chest, and pretty soon they were talking about going shopping after breakfast. I wrapped my arms around them and enjoyed being surrounded by the two most important women that had ever been in my life.Property © 2024 N0(v)elDrama.Org.

But as the snuggle session wore on, and my girls rubbed and shifted their bodies against mine, my cock stiffened and grew. Most mornings by this time I had it lodged deep in Honey’s tight, wet pussy. But this was supposed to be more of a normal family morning, so I silently willed the erect beast to calm down. It was a futile effort though, and Heather’s scent and closeness weren’t helping at all. I had to get out of there before Heather saw my condition and decided she never wanted to do this sort of thing again.

“Well girls, it sounds like you have a busy day ahead of you, I think I’d better get showered and get started on breakfast.” I started to pull myself up to a seated position, but Heather and Honey both grabbed me tight and wouldn’t let me up.

“No daddy, we’re still cuddling!” Honey protested.

“Yeah, you can’t leave till we tell you.” Heather added. But the covers had gotten pulled off us a bit during all this, and when she readjusted them, she got a quick glimpse of what was going on beneath.

“Oh god, he’s hard as a rock!” Heather exclaimed and hid her face in my robe. She and Honey both started laughing.

“He gets that way in the morning.” Honey said. This made Heather laugh even more, and Honey joined right in. I had to laugh too. The situation was just absurd.

“God you guys are such perverts!” Heather said again.

Eventually the girls calmed down and caught their breath.

“I think you’d better take care of him.” Heather said to her sister in a quiet voice.

I couldn’t really see Honey’s reaction from my angle, but I saw her reach her hand up and begin to stroke her sister’s hair.

“What do you mean?” Honey whispered.

“Well… I mean he’s obviously got a problem. Help him. You know, suck him off.”

Honey kept stroking her sister’s hair. “Are you sure?”

“Yeah. It’s okay. Really.”

Honey kissed Heather on the forehead, and then opened up my robe and kissed her way down to my cock. Heather moved to where she could watch, her head still on my chest. I put my arm around her and held her close while her sister ran her tiny pink tongue slowly up my shaft.

“Like this?” Honey asked.

“Is that how you usually do it?” Heather’s voice was thin and quiet.

Honey smiled and placed several slow, wet kisses on my cock, before running her tongue all over it’s length. Then she looked to her sister again, and took her hand in her own before taking me into her mouth.