by Edward Adams
“I won't feel like I've had sex with you if you don't,” she panted. “Shit!” Her nails raked my asscheeks as her vaginal muscles squeezed. When her contractions weakened, mine began. “I feel it! You're cumming, aren't you? Oh God!” she squealed, as new spasms of her soaked walls milked the last from me.
When it was over, I pulled my spent cock from her and rolled on my back, moving her to lie partially on top of me. As we kissed sensuously, coming down from our high, I realized this was exactly what I did with Jamie when she gave me her innocence, not so long ago.
Jamie saw it too. “I'd be jealous if I didn't love you both so much.” She snuggled in on my other side. I had two pussies, two pairs of boobs, and two lovely heads pushed against me. “How did you like it, Kiersten?” she asked.
“My sister told me sex was good. She didn't tell me it was this good. Thank you, Bill. You too, Jamie.”
Jamie said, “You asked earlier if you were a lesbian because you thought about girls. What does that make me?”
“I don't know,” her friend replied. “Maybe bi?”
“Bi-curious, at least,” I said. “If you're with someone you care about, there's nothing wrong with it.”
“That, or sharing with you, Dad,” Jamie giggled.
I moved so I could see Kiersten's face. “Are you okay?”
She returned my look of concern with one of her own. “I'm fine. I'm completely fine with everything that happened. Thrilled! I asked you to teach me stuff, and you did. If it's okay with you guys, I'll come back for a refresher course.”
“Can we sleep with you tonight, Dad?” Jamie asked.
“Um, I guess so. There isn't much to hide anymore.”
“I think I want a shower,” Kiersten said.
“Me too,” Jamie agreed.
“You ladies go ahead. I'll change the bedding.”
The girls giggled their way to the bathroom while I started stripping the spotted, rumpled sheets. My mind was reeling. Never in my wildest dreams did I imagine something more arousing, more taboo, and more salaciously sick than a threesome with my daughter and her best friend. Jamie came back into the room, knelt in front of me, and cleaned me with a warm washcloth. “I knew there would be a little blood on you.”
“Honey, is she okay?”
“She was humming when she got in the shower, so I would say yes.” When Jamie was done, she placed a small chaste kiss on my penis, and then stood to put a similar one on my lips. “Do you have any idea how proud you made me?”
“Proud?”
“Yes. I told you before that Kiersten said she wanted you. I didn't tell you how much detail she went into about it. She's been talking non-stop ever since the day she helped me wash the car. I'm proud of you for the way you treated her.”
“Is she infatuated with me? That could be a real problem.”
“No, it’s fine. I'll talk to her.”
“The sooner, the better.”
“Kiersten? Make room in the shower for me,” she called across the hall to the bathroom. “I'll talk to her right now,” Jamie said. She gave my cock a playful squeeze and bounced out of the room.
Numbly, I pulled off the last of the rumpled bedding and carried it down to the laundry room. Jamie would know how to get the stuff clean. I went back to my room and set about the task of re-making my king-size bed. For the first time since I bought the thing, I didn't mind the stretching and reaching it took to put the sheets on just right.
The girls had stopped talking and laughing. All I heard was the sound of the shower against skin. Then, I heard Jamie moan, “That's it! Right there!”
I was fluffing the pillows when the water finally shut off across the hall. I wondered if I would be taking a cold shower, and as I watched them dry off through the open door, it seemed like that might not be a bad idea. I couldn't stop staring at them. Jamie did what she always did when she got out of the bath, applying her deodorant, lotions, and body spray, and then working on her hair, unconcerned about her nudity. I had seen it all before, pretty regularly in recent weeks. Kiersten did the very same thing, probably exactly the way she does at home. Seeing them together was intensely erotic.
Kiersten's shorter, wavy hair arranged itself into her cute, perky style quickly, so she was done first. She came across the hall into my room, beautiful, fresh, and naked. She grazed her hand across my swelling manhood. “Is that because of me or Jamie?”
“Both of you.”
“When we washed your car and you saw us as good as nude – was your hard-on for me, or Jamie, or both of us?”
“Both.”
“Thought so. That's cool, Bill. It really is. It would be different if you didn't know you. I've always thought of you as my second father, my 'fun-daddy'. Growing up, I felt a lot different about you than my own dad – closer, more loved. You were the one who took me camping the first time, to amusement parks, movies, and the beach. My parents are kind of boring, and they spent a lot of time on my sister's modeling stuff when I was younger.”
“Jamie told me. You girls always got along, even when you were little k**s, and I always liked you, so I wanted you to come with us.”
Kiersten hugged me, her naked body so arousing to hold. “You're my 'fun-daddy' in a new way now. I can keep as quiet about what the three of us did as you can, okay? I love you both, and I want to do this again.” We were locked in a kiss when Jamie tiptoed in and smacked her friend's ass.
“Before you two mess up another set of sheets, let's get something to eat. I'm going to the kitchen. C'mon, Kiersten. Let my dad get his shower. There's probably enough hot water left.”
I managed to calm down as I bathed. It felt very good washing my genitals, but I resisted the urge to do more. I had to get my head around things, not my hand.
The girls put together a platter of cheese and fruit. I found them sitting on the sofa in their nightshirts when I arrived in fresh pajamas and a tightly tied robe. I sat on the floor across from them where I could reach the snack plate.
“Dad,” Jamie said, “please get over this guilt thing you're carrying. We're okay, you and I, and Kiersten is too, aren't you?”
“Yes, Bill, I am. Jamie told me how concerned you were when we were showering and raiding the fridge. Please, I'm a big girl now, okay? I am absolutely fine with what we all did. I love you both, but I'm not 'in love' with either of you. I'm smart enough to keep my mouth shut about everything.”
“There's a lot at stake. The last thing I need is for people to start gossiping about all this. I don't want people to be uncomfortable coming to this house. Your parents would kill me if they knew what I did.”
“No, they'd kill me, so I'll never tell them.”
“Will you stop worrying, Dad? I graduate from high school tomorrow, and I want you sitting in the audience looking happy.”
Glancing at Jamie, I saw her pretty pussy peeking out from her old t-shirt. “Tomorrow night when Melody is here, I think you should wear panties, Jamie. It wouldn't be a good idea if she thought I could see you.”
“Is it okay if I don't wear panties, Bill?” Kiersten said, hiking up her football jersey and putting her feet up on the couch to display herself to me. “I bet I won't be sore at all by tomorrow night.”
“Kiersten, behave!” Jamie laughed. “What's gotten into you, girlfriend?”
“You were there, sweetie,” Kiersten said, her sex still exposed to me. “I always wanted to feel sexy, maybe even secretly slutty. Now, suddenly, I do. I got my pussy licked repeatedly by a hot man and my best friend. I sucked a cock, swallowed cum, lost my cherry, and then made your dad shoot inside me after he was inside you. I ate pussy and liked it. I'm a sexually-active adult woman now. That's a nice feeling.”
“Yeah, it is,” Jamie said, grinning at the new bulge forming under my robe.
I shifted my position to try to hide it, and so Kiersten's beautiful opening wouldn't be directly in my line of sight. “What's the plan for tomorrow?”
“Melody said she would text me when she
wants to bring over her stuff before lunchtime. She'll drop Kiersten off at her place, and they'll get ready and go to graduation with their families. You'll take me, and we'll bring Melody and Kiersten along when we come home.”
“All right, honey. That should work. I took the day off from work so I can get a haircut, wash the car, and go for groceries. I can run any last-minute errands you need me to.”
“Um, Dad, there is one thing, if you would.”
“What?”
“Well, we're all eighteen now, and it's graduation, and Melody's and Kiersten's folks let them do it at home a little, just like you do, and,...”
“I thought you didn't want a drunken party.”
“I don't. But if no one is driving and we all stay inside, can we maybe have a little celebration?”
“Can I trust you girls to keep quiet about what's happened when Melody is here? I need to know right now.”
Jamie looked at me, then to her best friend. “I can keep my mouth shut. I won't drink enough to say something dumb. I have too much to lose.”
“I don't know how to reassure you guys,” Kiersten said. “I promise I will never say anything. It would be bad for all three of us.”
“All right, ladies. I'll call the other parents, and if they say it's okay, I'll stop and get something. What do you want? Wine coolers? Beer?”
“Bill, can we have champagne? There are some things a girl only gets to do once, and I'd like to celebrate that. We can toast our graduation, and our friendship, and secrets and experiences we've shared,” Kiersten said with a wink.
“Champagne it is.” I would only get two bottles, not nearly enough to make anyone talkative, hopefully.
We finished the snacks and decided it was time for bed. The girls took their turns in the bathroom, and I went last. In my room, Kiersten was on the far side of the bed and Jamie was close to me. Both were on their backs, covered to the chin with the sheet. Empty space was between them. I took off my robe to get in bed. Jamie sat up and kicked the sheet off her nude body.
“Seriously, Dad? Pajamas?”
Kiersten laughed as she sat up to display her globes to me. She pointed at the bulge forming in my pajama pants. “The pj's gotta go, Bill. Jamie told me I shouldn't ask you to make love to me again tonight, and I am kinda sore, but I'd like to help you with that.”
Jamie had my pants d****d on my ankles before I could get my shirt off. My filling manhood bounced as I climbed over her to lie on my back in the middle of the bed. All of us watched my penis expand till it stood tall and proud. “Kiersten, did you like sucking my dad's dick?”
“Yeah. It got me pretty excited, and it was fun making him cum.”
“I love it . Did you like it when he licked your pussy?”
“Duh! Yes!”
“We should do what we tried in the shower,” Jamie giggled.
Color flooded Kiersten's cheeks.
“What did you try in the shower, girls?”
“Remember, Kiersten, secrets are for outside this house,” Jamie said.
“Well, Jamie sort of helped me clean up, and then I helped her clean up, and then we kinda played.”
“And?” my daughter urged, winking at me.
The words tumbled from Kiersten. “And there wasn't really enough room for a sixty-nine and we kept sliding around on the wet tub floor. There, no secrets.”
“That's not all,” Jamie said.
Kiersten shot her a look. “All right, all right. I made you cum, you slut.”
“Slut? You did exactly the same things I did.” Then Jamie started to giggle. “Look at his cock.”
A large drop of pre-cum dripped down onto my belly.
Kiersten's gumdrop nipples got even harder. “Bill, did you like watching Jamie go down on me while you took her from behind?”
“Yes.”
“Did you ever put it in her ass?”
“No.”
“My sister says that feels really good, and doesn't hurt as bad as losing your cherry if the guy's careful.”
“Dad likes to play with mine. It feels pretty good.”
“What do you guys do?”
I said, “I'll rub it, or lick it sometimes when I'm down there, or sometimes I push a finger inside.”
Jamie added, “It's weird, but it's cool. I looked it up. Dad's right. There are more nerve endings in the rectum than in the vagina, so you would think it could feel good.”
“Have you ever had anal sex with a woman, Bill?”
“Yes.”
“Wasn't it messy?”
“Not gross, if that's what you mean. All sex is messy, and lube makes things messier, but it's all good. The shower afterward can be fun.”
“Did you like it, Dad?”
“Yeah.”
“Why?”
“I don't know. It's different. Taboo.”
“Different and taboo? Most guys your age aren't lying in bed with two naked high school girls he's balling, one of whom is his daughter.”
“True.”
“Taboo doesn't mean much around here any more, so why haven't we done it?”
“Um, well, I,...”
“Dad, look at me. I love you. I love what we do. I love that you've done things for my best friend in the world. Now, I want you to do this for me. Take my anal virginity.”
“Jamie, I,...”
“Now, with Kiersten here. Please, Dad.”
“That's a big step,” I said.
Jamie snuggled against me and started rubbing my cock with her thigh. “You think so? Some of the girls at school do it so they can still say they're virgins or because they're not on birth control. We're way past that. Kiersten knows everything now. She's seen or experienced pretty much all of it. Now I'd like to show her this.”
“You need lube,” Kiersten said, beating my daughter into position and drooling spit onto my cock. She then lowered her mouth and spread the slickness down as far as she could.
“How much porn do you watch?” Jamie laughed, licking the part of me that her friend couldn't reach. “Be right back!” She scampered from the room.
“What was all that about?” I asked.
Kiersten took a break from her work. “She's your daughter.”
Jamie bounced back onto the bed with us. “Remember when we were at the mall shopping for Melody's birthday gift?”
“At that store with all the posters and t-shirts with raunchy stuff on them?” Kiersten responded.
“They had free samples at the register.”
“Oh my God, yes!” Kiersten laughed.
“Should we use the cherry-flavor or the g**** lube, Dad?” Jamie asked, showing me two plastic packets, the kind they put in your bag when you ask for mustard at the drive-through.
“You have lube, Jamie? You've been planning this?” I asked.
“Not planning, really. I watched a few videos, and I kinda like it when you play with my ass. You've rubbed me there a few times with your cock, like you want it, so I knew sooner or later we'd do it. I think now is a good time.”
“And you want Kiersten to watch us?”
“Bill, I want to watch you two. Like the other stuff, I've seen it online, but never for real.”
Jamie said, “Please, Dad. Everything else you've taught me has been amazing, and it feels pretty good when you play around back there.”
I took the packets of lube and handed them to Kiersten. “Hold on to these, sweetie. We'll need them later.”
“Dibs on the g****,” Kiersten said.
“What?” Jamie and I exclaimed together.
“I'm calling dibs on the g****. I want him to use the g**** on me.”
“You want my dad to do you in the ass?”
“Yeah, kinda. Like I said, my sister said it's great after a while, which is the same thing she said about regular sex. She wasn't wrong on that one.”
“Kiersten,” I said, “I'm not sure you know what you're asking for.”
“Of course I do. We don't have site restrictions
on the internet at home.”
“So, how do we do this, Dad?”
“Fathers and daughters don't do this sort of thing,” I murmured, pushing her on her back so I could suckle her breast.
“I know, but lovers do.”
I was between her legs in seconds, feasting on her young pussy.
“Oh, Dad!”
“That's so hot,” Kiersten gasped. I paused to look at her. She had one juicy nipple in her mouth and her hand between her legs.
