Incest, Wife wants grandkids and twin daughters are happy to help
“You know what I miss more than anything?” my wife asked as we lay in bed after a particularly vigorous bout of lovemaking.
I took a deep breath, still feeling my heart beating like a hammer in my chest from the exertion, and looked over to her with a kinked eyebrow. “Perkier breasts?” I asked playfully.
She looked down at her bountiful bosoms and held each magnificent tit in her hands, hefting them into the air, and contemplated them for a moment. “Okay. You know what ELSE I miss?” I shrugged. She bounced her breast-filled hands gamely. “I miss not using these puppies for their intended purpose.” She let them drop heavily and sighed. “I miss having kids around the house.”
I smirked. “Don’t let our daughters hear you say that out loud. They might protest.”
She rolled her eyes at me. “I mean LITTLE kids. The pitter-patter of little feet. Our girls are grown now. They both turned eighteen two months ago and both are already doing well enough in their own ventures to not really need college if they don’t want it. I sometimes wonder why they’re even still living here, as successful as they are.” While technically true, the REAL truth is that our girls, identical twins, had BOTH gotten themselves into the independent porn industry and were making a killing. Lisa was running a live web-cam website out of her bedroom. All she ever did was strip and masturbate for the camera, but the money she got from doing only that had already put her personal bank account well past the $100k mark. Our other daughter, Kim, was selling sex toys through Lisa’s website and had a side-gig of “unboxing” them on her own web-streaming channel. Her bank account was doing very nicely, too. Both of them being so young kept their customers’ interest. Both of them also being extraordinarily attractive didn’t hurt things any, either. They were just at four-feet-nine-inches tall (as was my wife), had large C-cup breasts with trim waists and each went to the gym regularly to keep their young bodies toned.
Their mother and I were, as you might imagine, a pretty liberal couple. We both felt that we would only do our daughters a disservice by trying to make them afraid or ashamed of sex, so we taught them from an early age to be proud of themselves and to explore their sexuality freely. We never harped on them about anything and always answered questions honestly and openly. Had we seen their business endeavors? Yes. Absolutely. We approved of their ingenuity and tenacity, no matter what form it took. I can’t say that I really enjoyed the idea of countless, faceless men out there jacking off to my daughters’ faces, but I couldn’t really blame them, either. As a man, even I had to admit that my daughters were extremely easy on the eyes. Their long brown hair, their almost golden-hued eyes and full, pouty lips in conjunction with their stellar bodies (inherited from their fox of a mother, of course) would turn nearly any man’s head. So, yes, I had seen my twin daughters naked and doing very sexual things with their bodies… ONLINE. Never in person. And I most certainly didn’t participate. I loved and was one-hundred-percent faithful to my wife. We had a happy, healthy marriage and I was never tempted to stray from her, no matter what.
I looked at my wife sympathetically and rolled over to lovingly stroke her thigh. I didn’t miss the fact that she was still slightly sweaty from our carnal session, but my touch wasn’t a sensual one. “Honey, if we could, I’d knock you up again in a hot minute. You know that.”
She nodded but kept her gaze downward. “Fuck cancer,” she said hollowly.
Shortly after the girls were born, we’d learned that Marie had uterine cancer. The doctor told us that the girls had been a true blessing because there was no way that Marie would be able to carry another child to term without putting herself and the fetus at great risk. Treatment, unfortunately, wasn’t an option. She underwent a radical hysterectomy and had ALL of her reproductive plumbing removed. It took us both quite a while to come to terms with the fact that the girls would be our only shot at parenthood, but we managed to get through it. The love of two innocent souls who depended on us for everything kind of helped, actually. But, now that they were eighteen and legally old enough to move out on their own (even though neither one had even hinted at wanting to), Marie was starting to get “empty-nester’s” syndrome. Her role as caretaker and mother was coming to an end, a role which had pretty much defined her for the last eighteen years.
I gently squeezed her thigh. “Seconded and affirmed,” I said. “But, hey, it never came back, did it? And our daughters have both grown up into amazingly beautiful, intelligent creatures. We’re luckier than a lot of parents out there, honey.”
She nodded and heaved another great sigh. “I know,” she agreed. “But… still… I’d give anything to have little ones around the house again.”
I shrugged. “Give it time. Before you know it, the girls will end up giving us grandchildren. We’ll be neck deep in diapers again, probably sooner than either of us would like.”
Marie huffed in exasperation. “They’d have to find someone to knock them up first,” she said and then looked at me. “Did you know that they BOTH broke up with their boyfriends just before their birthdays? Honey, I’m not even sure they’ve had SEX yet.”
That caused me to give her a skeptical look. “Seriously?” I asked. “OUR girls haven’t had sex?”
Marie shook her head. “Not with boys, no,” she said seriously. “Their business ventures aside, I honestly don’t think they’ve taken the TIME to have sex. Both of their boyfriends were jerks, which is why they broke up with them. Sexually liberated as they may be, I really do think they’re both still virgins.”
I hadn’t really given it that much thought, to be honest. I’d always just assumed that, being so attractive, both of them would’ve tripped at least ONE guy each. There certainly wouldn’t be any shortage of potential suitors, that’s for sure! Their customer base alone was evidence of that. The girls could have any guys they wanted, the pick of the litter. Hell, they could hang a shingle outside the house and have men lined up down the block for a chance to date them.
As I pondered it for a moment, I found that I couldn’t remember a single time since their birthdays when they’d brought some boy home for us to meet. They went out to see movies and eat dinner, usually together, but they always came back home alone. Happy, but alone. “You don’t think…” I choked on my next few words, but forced them out, “…that they’re… TOGETHER or something, do you?”
That idea seemed to genuinely surprise my wife. “What? THEM? I… no. No, I don’t think… I mean, it’s not like we… noooo. No way. Since they were sixteen, BOTH of them have always shown a healthy interest in MEN. Not even a hint of Sappho in them. At least, I don’t think…” She shook her head as though to clear away some cobwebs. “No, honey. I don’t think our daughters are lesbians.” She sat there quietly for a moment and shrugged. “I guess it wouldn’t hurt if they were, though.”
I clucked. “Yeah, but… no grandchildren, if they are.”
My wife looked down at me archly. “A lesbian woman is perfectly capable of having a child without bringing a man in the picture, you know.”
“Not directly, no,” I allowed. “But I stand corrected on the broader point. Yes, if they’re lesbians, it doesn’t preclude the possibility of them having children at some point.” Then I added. “But it certainly isn’t as LIKELY anytime soon, is it?”
Marie bit her lip as she thought some more about it, then she looked down at her crotch, which was still leaking some of my cum. “I’m gonna go clean myself up,” she announced. “You go ahead and get some sleep. Love you,” she added as she bent down to give me a quick kiss goodnight and then skipped off for the bathroom, naked as a jay-bird. I rolled over and went to sleep, giving the conversation no more thought. Sleep, especially after having had really good sex with my wife, came to me quickly and I slept so hard that I didn’t even notice her joining me back in bed.
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I woke up the next morning and found that Marie had already gotten up. It was a Saturday, which meant no work and no worries. Nothing planned for that day at all. I glanced at my cell phone, which was perched in its charging base on the bedside table next to me and saw that it was 8 AM. Pulling on some boxer briefs, I immediately made for the bathroom to take a leak and have a quick shower (something I normally would’ve done the night before, but was too tired to do after having sex with Marie). Feeling refreshed and awake, I got out of the bathroom and the distinct smell of bacon filled my nostrils. While not unheard of, home-cooked breakfasts were a rarity in the house, but always welcome. I threw on some sweat pants and went upstairs to see what was going on in the kitchen. Walking in through the kitchen door, I noticed my wife standing in front of the stove, humming softly and going through the motions of getting our first meal of the day prepared. All she wore, however, was an apron. And that’s it. I snuck up behind her and wrapped my arms lovingly in an embrace as I kissed her neck and rubbed my clothed groin into her backside.
“Woo!” she yelped and jumped slightly. When she realized that it was me, she immediately calmed down. “And good morning to you!” she said cheerfully.
“Good morning,” I mumbled into the softness of her neck. “Smells amazing in here,” I said. “But what’s with this getup? The girls leave early or something?”
She wiggled out of my embrace to pour off some of the bacon grease into the sink. “Nope,” she said breezily. “They should be out here in a few minutes, actually.”
While I wasn’t opposed to nudity in the house, this was something entirely new, but I rolled with it. “Okay,” I said uncertainly and went over to the part of the kitchen where we had all of our coffee fixings- mugs, creamer, sugar, several types of coffee and teas and the coffee maker itself. Bless her, Marie had already brewed a fresh pot. As I started to prepare a cup of joe for myself, I said, “So… you’re not worried about the girls seeing you like this?”
She put the frying pan down and turned to look at me with a playful smile on her face. “Why not? They’re women, too. It’s not like I have something they haven’t seen before. And, considering that we had a threesome last night while you were asleep, I figured that hiding myself was a moot point.”
I stopped pouring the coffee for a moment and looked at her slowly. “You had a…”
She walked up to me with a sultry swagger. “The girls and I had a long talk last night. Some things are going to change around here and if you know what’s good for you, you’ll just go with it. Trust me: you won’t be disappointed.” I arched a curious eyebrow at my wife. While she isn’t a lesbian, she HAS been known to dabble from time to time, especially before the girls came along. We weren’t swingers, not even back then, but when we were younger, our sex life had been a little on the adventurous side. Since the girls came into our life, however, we’d only ever been with each other and no one else. Throughout the years we roleplayed quite a bit, even including incest scenarios (something we both enjoyed- neither of us had a taboo about the subject, really), but bringing another woman into our bed was something that had never again come up. To hear that she’d had sex with our twin daughters last night, on the heels of having had sex with me, was quite a surprise. “I told you,” she said throatily, “I WANT grandchildren. The girls and I have come to an agreement.”
“And that is…?” I asked.
At that moment, both our daughters came into the kitchen. Both were naked as the day they were born (a day I will never forget). If not for the fact that Lisa likes to keep her hair just a touch shorter than Kim, I wouldn’t have been able to tell them apart- shaved pussies and all. “Hi, Daddy!” Kim said brightly as she came in and made a beeline for the counter area where the food was waiting to be set out. Her twin sister parroted her happy greeting and followed suit. Within seconds, breakfast had been placed on the table and they were already set about the task of getting out plates and silverware. Naked and acting as though it was perfectly normal, like this happened all the time.
I looked at my wife questioningly, but she said nothing as she took off her apron, draped it over the back of her chair and joined our daughters in nudity. When I just stood there in utter bafflement, she pulled out her chair and looked at me expectantly. “Are you joining us for breakfast, honey, or not?”
I numbly nodded and took my customary seat at the head of the table while I watched my naked teen daughters finish setting the table. When they sat down, all three women stared at me with bemused grins on their faces. “All right,” I said finally, “what gives?”
“You didn’t tell him?” Lisa asked her mother.
Marie shook her head. “Of course I told him. I think he thinks it’s a joke, though.” She looked at me. “I wasn’t kidding, honey.”
I silently looked at the three of them, one by one, and then held up my hand as I processed this. “Okay,” I began slowly. “You want grandchildren. Got it. We talked about that and I agree with you: grandkids would be nice someday. But what does THAT have to do with-” I waved at their naked bodies, “THIS? And… you had a THREESOME together?!?”
“Okay,” Kim said. “You told him, but he still isn’t getting it. Look, Dad, it’s real simple: Mom wants grandchildren and we want to give them to her. And we want you to do the honors.” She glanced at her twin sister, who nodded slowly with a happy grin on her face. “We’re all clean, so there’s no worry about STD’s. And we get the impression from Mom that you’re a good and attentive lover, which is good for us because we’ve never been with a boy. With what we do to make extra money, neither of us has a hymen left, so we’re only TECHNICAL virgins. We also don’t have the time to go around dating and looking for guys to knock us up. Neither of us is in a hurry to settle down, either. So we all talked it over and decided let YOU get us pregnant. Either one or both. It was Mom’s idea, actually, since she’s the one who can’t have kids anymore. So… any questions?”
I just sat there in silence for a moment as all of this new information settled into my brainpan with a resounding THUD. I dazedly looked at my wife, who was beaming proudly at Kim for how succinctly the situation had been explained. “And… you’re OKAY with this?” I asked her.
Marie blinked at me in mild confusion. “Well, like she said, honey, it WAS my idea to begin with. So, yes, I’m okay with this.”
I looked back at my daughters, who were both nodding in affirmation. My brain started to catch up with the situation and I eyed them carefully. “Okay. Spill it. What’s in it for you two?”
Lisa blinked at me innocently. “What do you mean?” she asked. “We love you. You’ve both been wonderful parents and we owe you literally everything. If you want to have grandchildren, we’re only too happy to give them to you.”
I narrowed my eyes at her. While both my girls truly are kind-hearted, they’re both also VERY smart and rarely ever do things for purely altruistic reasons. That’s not to say they’re greedy or duplicitous, but they tend to somehow make everything they do work more in their own favor than anyone else I know. “Aaaaaand?” I prompted her to continue and didn’t break eye contact, letting her know that there was more to tell.
Lisa rolled her eyes balefully and huffed out. “Okay. FINE. We want to do a live stream of it. Play it off as a roleplaying thing so that no one really believes you’re our father, but we’re going to tell the audience that we really ARE going to be impregnated by you. We won’t show your face, either, just to be on the safe side.”
“And that’s when the threesome broke out,” my wife put in. “Our girls take after their parents, honey.”
Like I said: my wife and I are, sexually speaking, pretty liberal even though we’ve been exclusively devoted to each other since we got married. If this is what they wanted to do, who was I to argue? As a male, I couldn’t very well say that the prospect wasn’t appealing; our daughters were incredibly attractive creatures. As a father and husband, I most certainly wasn’t about to say no, either. So I took my wife’s advice and just rolled with it. I began to pile food onto my plate and said, “So… when did you three expect to do this, anyway?”
The girls and my wife visibly relaxed and started to dig into breakfast themselves as Kim nonchalantly answered, “After breakfast.”
I paused for a second. “That soon?”
“Well, of course,” Lisa answered as she started to butter some toast. “As you know, I don’t do online shows while I’m on my period. Turns off most guys. So I was off camera all last weekend and the first half of this week…”
Her twin picked up the thread. “…and since we’re both synced up, that means our flow ended a few days ago, so I’m done with my cycle, too…”
And now it was my wife’s turn to add to the conversation. “Which means that, right now, they’re both ovulating.”
“RIGHT now,” both girls added in unison.
“Like,” Lisa continued, “our ovaries could probably just GLANCE at sperm and put out the ‘Open For Business’ sign.”
As I dug into my breakfast, I said, “It seems like you’re both pretty blasé about all of this, considering that you’re virgins.”
Kim waved the observation off. “Pfft. With all of the toy-testing that I’ve done, I’m no stranger to having something inside my pussy, Daddy. And neither is Lisa- she’s played with more than her fair share of toys, too, for her show. And it’s not like we’re not comfortable around you. I mean, you’re our FATHER…”
“…and we love you very much,” Lisa put in.
“We’ve known you our whole lives, so it’s not really something we’re worried about because we trust you completely. Sure, we’re excited to FINALLY be having sex-”
“Amen to that, sister!”
“-but because it’s you, we’re just looking at it as a special sort of… uhm… what was the word you used, Mom?”
“Expansion,” Marie said around a mouthful of eggs.
Kim pointed her fork at her mother appreciatively. “Right. Expansion. It’s just an expansion of our relationship with you. Really, it’s more of a gift.”
Lisa giggled and looked at me squarely, taking on a sexy pose in her chair. “That’s right, Daddy. We’re giving ourselves… to you.” For effect, she caressed her left breast and tweaked her nipple playfully.
“No sexually teasing your father at the table, Lisa,” Marie said, a string of words that I never, in a million years, thought that I’d hear her say. Ever.
“I’m surrounded by crazy women,” I muttered as I forked food into my mouth.
I felt Marie gently stroke my shin with her foot. “Yes, but fortunately we’re YOUR kind of crazy.”
I looked down at my crotch and found, unsurprisingly, that at least SOME part of me was wholeheartedly in favor of this plan my wife and daughters had concocted. My johnson was stiff as a board and made a respectable tent under my sweat pants. I looked back up at my ladies with a wry grin and said, “I can’t say the idea isn’t appealing to me,” I began, “but I’m not sure keeping my identity a secret will be as easy as you think.”
Marie waved that one off. “Not a problem. I’ll work the camera.”
I cast a surprised glance at her. “You think you can handle watching your husband impregnating our girls?”
“Handle?” Marie scoffed. “I’m looking FORWARD to it. I mean, c’mon, honey. You have to admit that it’s kind of hot knowing that the same sperm which made them is going to get them pregnant.”
“And to be completely honest, Dad,” Lisa said, “we’ve BOTH always thought you were a bit of a hunk. We know we’re beautiful. With you, our babies ought to be gorgeous.”
“I’ve been reading incest porn on the Internet for the last year,” Kim confessed, “and I’ve read more than my fair share of daddy-daughter stories. I’d be lying if I didn’t say it hasn’t crossed my mind once or twice.”
Lisa looked at her sister with astonishment. “Really? I didn’t know that!”
Kim smirked. “We may be twins, dear sister, but we DO have our own lives to lead.”
“So… you actually like daddy-daughter stories?” Lisa asked.
“Some of them, yeah,” Kim replied. “Especially… the ones where the girl gets pregnant by her father,” she finished with a meaningful look at me.
Marie set her fork down on her plate. “Kim, I just got done telling your sister not to do that. Same goes for you.”
“What?” Kim asked innocently.
I broke in. “Girls, you don’t have to sell me on this. As a man, I’d be an idiot to turn down such beautiful women. As a husband, I’d be a fool to refuse anything which might make my wife happy. And as your father, I’m deeply honored that you’d want me to do the honors. As soon as we’re done here, I promise, we’ll adjourn to your bedroom and get you pregnant.” My dick throbbed in agreement. “So… how about we wolf this down as quickly as possible so that we can get this show on the road, hm?”
No one needed any further encouragement. The four of us all but vacuumed up everything on our plates and hurriedly put our dirty dishes into the dish washer. My erection was still at full mast and the three best women in my life stood around me to brazenly stare at the tent it made beneath my clothes.
“Someone’s over-dressed for the occasion,” Lisa stated matter-of-factly.
“Agreed,” Kim said.
Marie stepped up, gave me a hot and heavy kiss and then said, “Go ahead, honey. Show our girls what they’re about to get stuffed between their legs.”
I eyed her warily for a moment and then shrugged my shoulders. “Very well.” Without another word, I pushed my sweats and boxer briefs down to my ankles and let my member swing free in the open air so that my daughters could feast their eyes on the penis that sired them.
“Holy-” Lisa began.
“Shit!” Kim finished.
Lisa held her hands apart to illustrate my length while Kim made a circle with her hands to illustrate my girth. Both were pretty accurate. My cock, I am proud to say, is 9″ long and about as thick around as a can of Red Bull. Simultaneously, the girls breathed out, “Jackpot!”
My wife snaked her hand around my waist and grabbed gentle hold of my tumescent penis. “Now you know,” she said throatily, “why I’ve never bothered to cheat on your father. His other qualities aside, THIS thing is one hell of a lady-pleaser.”
The girls boggled at it openly. “How in the hell do you FIT that thing inside you?” Lisa asked incredulously.
“Seriously, Mom,” Kim agreed. “You’re no bigger than WE are!”
Which was, in fact, true. With the exception of her larger breasts (and, yes, slightly saggier- give the woman a break, she’s 39), which had become so during her pregnancy with the twins and had never (thankfully) lessened, the girls could very well be near clones of my lovely wife. She has the same color hair (with very wispy streaks of grey, which I find to be very attractive on her), same style of face and features, and the same short physique. Of course, being our daughters, the twins didn’t look exactly like their mother, but they were definitely a close match. Another slight variance was that Marie’s eyes were an almond brown as opposed to the girls’ golden-hued eyes (mine are hazel-green, so I assume the girls’ golden-colored eyes were due to a genetic compromise between Marie’s and mine). The years had been very kind to my wife and, if she wanted to, she could easily pass for a woman in her late twenties with minimal effort.
Marie giggled at Kim’s declaration. “Trust me, girls, it’ll fit inside you, if that’s what you’re worried about. I managed to give birth to you, after all, didn’t I? As big as this is, a baby is significantly bigger, as you’ll hopefully learn in nine months.”
Lisa stared at my one-eyed monster warily. “If you say so, Mom,” she said with uncertainty and awe. Then she looked up at me. “Promise you’ll go slow with that thing? It’s easily bigger than any of Kim’s toys that we’ve played with.”
Kim nodded. “Easily,” she concurred.
Marie’s grip on my shaft tightened just the slightest bit and she managed to squeeze out a small dollop of pre-cum from my member. The girls watched raptly as it fell from the tip of my penis onto the kitchen floor. “So,” my wife said, “are we just gonna admire this or put it to good use?”
Lisa turned on her heels. “I’ll get the equipment ready,” she told us as she headed for her bedroom. “Just gimme a few minutes. I’ll give a shout when it’s all set up.” With that, she left the three of us alone.
Kim stepped a bit closer, her eyes wide. “Can I… can I hold it?” she asked timidly.
Marie looked up at me and I gave her a shrug. Standing at six-foot-three, I towered over both of them, which meant that my cock was even with their necklines.
Kim gingerly reached out her hand and touched my engorged tip. More pre-cum oozed out onto her fingertip. She brought the dollop of fluid close up for inspection. “I’ve played with all kinds of fake dicks before, but this is… different.” She gamely tasted my pre-cum and seemed to be at a loss for deciding how it tasted as she smacked her lips. “It’s… different,” she observed. “Tastes kinda like spit, I guess.” Marie and I said nothing as she reached out again to take firmer control of my trouser snake. Her small hand couldn’t completely wrap around the shaft, but she had a good enough grip on it to move it around as she clinically inspected it. When she saw that it wasn’t going to jump out of her hands, she leaned forward, her eyes darting between us and my member, stretched out her tongue and tentatively licked the tip for a more direct “taste” of my seminal fluid. When her mother and I didn’t object, she got bolder and wrapped her full, pouty lips around the head and immediately created suction. At that, my cock throbbed. It was just too surreal to stand there, my wife next to me, and watch my daughter begin to suck my cock. She didn’t go down the shaft or even attempt to give anything like a real blowjob, but when she pulled her lips off it with a slight smacking sound, she stared at it in wonder. “I felt it jump,” she said. “And… it tastes even more different somehow. Like… richer, thicker. Better.”
My wife regained control of my member and tilted it upwards so that the underside of the shaft was visible. “See this part here, just under the head?” she asked. “That’s called the frenulum. The male penis has more than 400 nerve endings at its tip and most of them are right around this little spot. When you’re giving a man a blowjob, swirl your tongue all around the head but apply pressure to this and you’ll have him singing any tune you want him to.” She pointed the head at Kim’s wet lips. “Go ahead. Try it.”
Kim grabbed my shaft with both hands and once again affixed her mouth on my cockhead, engulfing it whole without hesitation. I immediately felt her begin to move her tongue around the crown, which caused me to take a sharp, exhilarated breath in through my nose. She swirled her tongue around it a couple more times and then pulled off of it entirely, feeling and looking very proud of herself. “It jumped again!” she exclaimed. “That’s so cool!”
“Move your hands back and forth along the shaft,” my wife instructed. “Hold firmly onto it, but don’t squeeze it. The whole thing responds to as much stimulation as possible.”
Kim did as she was told and looked up at me cautiously. “It’s not hurting you, is it, Dad?”
I shook my head and smiled down at her lovingly. “Feels wonderful so far, sweetheart,” I told her. “Try sucking the tip again and doing that thing with your tongue. That, along with rubbing the shaft is an easy way to get a guy off in short order. Done right and long enough, you don’t even need to worry about deep throating.”
As Kim tried the technique out, Marie continued. “As a matter of fact, deep throating isn’t all it’s cracked up to be. And it can be very dangerous. Not all women can do it and even those who can need a LOT of practice, so don’t even try just yet. Just get accustomed to feeling your father’s penis in your mouth for now.” There was another sentence I never dreamed I’d hear my wife say.
We watched our daughter pay homage to the cock which sired her for a few moments, before I reached down and gently stroked her cheek. “That’s enough, sweetheart,” I said. “Much more of that and I’ll end up cumming.”
Kim pulled off my cock once again, but continued to lovingly caress the shaft. “Would that be so bad? I’m curious to know what it tastes like.” She blinked and then glanced at her mother. “From the source, I mean. We already tasted it mixed with Mom’s juices last night.”
I glanced at Marie and she winked at me playfully. “The girls are much better at pussy licking than you might expect,” she told me.
I arched an eyebrow at her. “Do tell.”
Kim explained as she kept gently tugging on my meat, “What, you think our threesome last night was the only time I’ve been with a woman? Lisa and I lez out on each other a lot. It feels good and everything, especially when we use the toys, but we’re both decidedly interested in men. We play with each other mostly to just take the edge off. We’ve both got businesses to run and chasing after boys could ruin things while we’re just starting out. So… we do the sisterly thing and keep each other on an even keel.”
“Well that explains a lack of concern about incest,” I opined.
“So far,” Kim said, “it’s been a pretty good thing. Boggles my mind why anyone would be against it.” She regarded my cock once again and sighed as she released it from her grip. “And I have a feeling that, after today, it’s gonna take every ounce of self control not to shout from the rooftops about how good it really can be.”
“Well, we’re about to find out,” Lisa said from the kitchen entrance, her arms folded under her breasts. Though they were C-cups, they looked considerably larger on her small frame. Her nipples, small and pink, looked hard and ready for attention. “I think I got the rig set up in record time,” she told us and then scowled and pointed a finger at her sister. “And you, bitch, aren’t touching daddy’s cock again until I get to taste it, too!”
Kim blushed and pointed at both of us. “What? I was just getting some lessons from Mom. That’s all. Nothing serious, I promise.” Under her sister’s skeptical gaze, she added, “It’s a lot easier than we thought.”
Lisa huffed at that. “With as much practice as we’ve gotten playing around with your dildos and fake cocks, it SHOULD be.”
“Oh?” Marie said. “Not so innocent in that area after all, are you?”
“Busted,” I sing-songed.
Kim’s blush deepened so much that the tops of her naked breasts began to redden just the slightest bit. “Okay, so sue me. I saw an opportunity to see what the real thing was like and took it.” Then she gushed with a huge smile at her sister. “It’s SO COOL!”
So, of course, Lisa had to get a quick lesson in how to suck cock, too. This time, however, both her sister and mother were giving pointers. I just stood there and took it for as long as I could before I had to call it quits. “Seriously, girls. Much more of this and I’m gonna blow.”
All three immediately backed off and let my cock bob free. “Well we can’t have that, can we?” Lisa stated. “Let’s go back to my bedroom and kick things up a notch. By now the chat room is probably full.”
When we got to her bedroom, Lisa did a quick check on her website’s status. Sure enough, the chat room was full and already busy with comments from eager audience members. She’d already given them a short description of what was about to happen (while carefully stating that she wasn’t really related to the mystery man they were about to watch, but that both she and Kim really would be impregnated on the live stream feed). Lisa handed the video camera over to her mother and gave a quick tutorial on how to use it- zoom, focus, how to pause the recording and mute the audio if necessary. Marie caught on quickly and, within a few moments, seemed to master the necessary controls.
“So,” I asked. “How are we going to do this? Play out a scene or something?”
The girls looked at each other. There is this thing with twins that goes well beyond psychic communication. I don’t know exactly how it works between them, but they almost always know what and how the other thinks. Kim looked at me and said, “We’re both pretty horny, Dad. We’re thinking that we can dispense with the acting and just get straight to The Deed. We’ll just get on the bed on our hands and knees, you get behind us and start fucking-”
“SLOWLY at first!” Lisa interjected.
“-right. Once we adjust to you, you can just switch between us until you’re ready to cum. If you can, shoot some inside one, choke it off and then finish in the other. That should do the trick.”
I shook my head. “How ’bout I give each of you a full load? I’m pretty sure, under the circumstances, that I could easily make two rounds. The anticipation is killing me.”
The girls once again looked at each other for a moment of what I have come to call “twin speak” and then looked back at me with grins and nods. “That’ll work!” Lisa said cheerfully. With that said, they both turned around and got into position on Lisa’s queen-sized bed while Marie took up a position with the camera. When Marie had the camera on, she gave a silent signal.
“Okay, guys,” Lisa said from the bed. She and Kim had leaned down with their arms folded under their chins and their asses high in the air. “You’ve all seen my twin sister Kim. Say hello, sis.”
Kim waggled her fingers at the camera. “Hiya, boys!”
“As I said in the chat room description, we’re BOTH ovulating today and we’re in a hurry to get pregnant. To kick up the kink factor to the ultimate level, we’re gonna have our,” and she made air quotes, “daddy do the honors. Is he our real father? Maybe he is, maybe he isn’t. We’re NOT going to show his face, so you’ll never know for sure, will you? But he will. And we will. And our babies will, too. And there WILL be babies. Hopefully. All of you lucky bastards are going to get to watch me and my sister get knocked up by our very own daddy and all you can do is sit back and watch, you poor things. So enjoy the show!” She shifted her gaze at me and nodded. “Daddy… if you please, your daughters are waiting for you to breed them, to take your big, fat cock and shoot the same sperm that made us into our tight, teenaged pussies and get us PREGNANT. Whenever you’re ready, Daddy, we’re ready and willing to have you plant our future brothers or sisters inside us!”
Now came the hard part: deciding which one my beautiful daughters to fuck first? That’s a real brain buster, isn’t it? But, considering that we were in her room and this was her webcast, I decided that Lisa should be the first one to get my cum. After all the oral attention I’d gotten in the kitchen, I wasn’t that far off from shooting my load anyway. I walked around the bed and got behind Lisa’s upturned ass and fisted my cock. I knew better than to speak because I didn’t want anyone out there watching who might know us to identify me, but I did let out a low groan of interest when I saw her small, tight pussy wink at me. It was shaven clean, both of them were, but it was plenty wet and ready to take her father’s cock inside it. I took careful aim at the pussy in front of me and gently slotted the tip in between her puffy, wet pussy lips.
“Ooooh,” Lisa crooned when she felt the contact. “That feels niiiiiice!” I rubbed my cockhead up and down the entrance to her pussy a few times and even tapped on her engorged clitoris for good measure, which made her shiver with excitement. “Oop! Nope,” she said, “THAT feels nice!” She looked back at me, her head still low and her cheek pressed against her bed cover. “Go slow, Daddy. You don’t want to break me in two with that thing.” Marie made her way over to us, getting just behind me so that she could get a good camera angle on me sliding my cock into our daughter’s pussy without getting my face in the picture.
I gave Lisa an understanding nod and then re-centered the head of my rock-hard cock at her pussy. With steady pressure, I pushed forward and watched raptly as it slowly, wondrously sank into her depths. When I had about three inches inside her, I drew back out slowly to let her adjust to my girth. Marie moved to the side just a little to capture the action and Kim started fingering herself in anticipation and to keep herself occupied until I could give her the same treatment. I pushed back in, now with four inches of my fatherly pole embedded within my daughter’s wet, tight folds, and held it there for a few heartbeats.
“Hoooooly shit, that’s big!” Lisa gasped when I pulled back so that only my cockhead was left inside her. Her sister moaned sympathetically and continued to jill off. Marie shifted the camera to Kim for just a moment and then brought it back to me and Lisa.
This time, I pushed just a bit more of my cock into my daughter’s quivering pussy until there was almost half its length inside her. Instead of drawing back completely, I let it stay there and concentrated on flexing my PC muscle a few times. This, as you might imagine, had an immediate effect on my daughter, who groaned throatily in response. “Ooooh, my fucking God, I can’t believe my dad’s fucking me!” she growled.
“Lucky bitch,” Kim muttered, but stayed right where she was, her pussy now making wet noises as she rubbed it enthusiastically.
I glanced up at my wife and did a throat-cutting motion. She quickly muted the mic on the camera. When she gave the nod that talking was safe, I said to Kim, “Don’t worry, baby girl. When I’m done filling your sister in a few minutes, you’ll get a longer session with me, so you’ll be the luckier one in the long run.” I nodded back to Marie and she unmuted the camera.
“Ha!” Kim crowed. “Never mind!”
With that out of the way, I grabbed Lisa’s hips to hold her steady while I fed more of my cock into her tiny body. Using small in-and-out motions, I sank deeper into her until, finally, I was in all the way. I was so deep, in fact, that I could feel the entrance to her cervix kissing the tip of my cock. When I came, I would make sure to push as deep inside her as I could so as to flood that inner chamber to her womb with all of my potent, virile seed. Lisa, meanwhile, was giving a sexy, provocative monologue- whether it was for my benefit or for that of the audience, I couldn’t say, but I preferred to think it was for me.
“Oh fuck, you’re so deep, Daddy!” she breathed. “So very, very deep inside your naughty little girl! Oh, I can hardly wait for you to cum inside me, Daddy. To feel your sperm filling me up… please, Daddy… please… I want you to fuck a baby into me. I want you to make your own grandchild inside my womb!” She looked back at me with a wicked smile and Marie zoomed in on her face. “Please won’t you fuck a baby into me, Daddy? Get me pregnant with your baby?”
I took that encouragement in earnest and began to slowly, methodically fuck my daughter’s tight pussy while she kept talking about how eager she was for me to knock her up. She was incredibly tight around my shaft at first, making it feel like I was fucking a fist, but within a few moments she began to loosen up and even bucked her hips a few times as I sped up my thrusts. Hearing all of her sexy talk was driving my libido through the roof, I have to admit. After all of the oral attention, feeling her tightness around me, knowing that I was about to impregnate my own daughter while the whole world unknowingly watched with my wife recording it all… I just couldn’t take it for much longer. I felt my testicles begin to quiver, a sure sign that I was about to climax. My hip thrusts were no longer under my conscious control anymore and I started to fuck Lisa harder with each meeting of our hips, the front of my thighs slapping into the back of hers wetly. My fingers dug into her ass and hips tightly as I fought to hold off my orgasm for a few more seconds.
Lisa, however, was having none of that. “Oh, shit! It’s getting bigger, Daddy! I feel you about to cum! DO IT, DADDY!”
Kim couldn’t stand it any longer and got up on her knees to turn around and watch, which meant that Marie had to move to my other side so that she could get all three of us in the picture. “Yes!” my other daughter hissed as her eyes focused on where her sister and I were joined, feasting on the sight of my thick, long cock sliding mercilessly into her twin’s depths. “Fuck her, Dad! Fuck her and get her pregnant!”
I felt my nuts clench and pushed as deep into Lisa as I possibly could. Again, I felt the resistant entrance of her cervix press against the head of my cock and I felt my shaft expand with its impending release. Through gritted teeth, I let out a long, low growl and felt the dam break within me. My cock began to spew the contents of my balls forcefully, which elicited several involuntary grunts from yours truly. Marie quickly got the camera down low and behind me, just between my legs, so that she could capture my balls as they visibly clenched with each jolt of life-giving sperm.
Lisa, however, was under no compulsion to remain silent and howled with glee as I began to flood her pussy with my seed. “YES! YES! I FEEL IT! FUCKING YES! OH, GOD IT’S SO HOT AND- OH! FUCK! KNOCK ME UP, DADDY! GIVE ME YOUR BABY!” While she went on with this tirade, she pressed her ass back against me and my cock continued to jerk and buck inside her tight confines. I had to have belched out at least five good, strong spurts of cum into her, but never once did I draw back. If she wanted me to get her pregnant, I wasn’t going to do so by half measures. I kept my throbbing dick, the same piece of man-flesh that had created her, perfectly still inside my daughter’s pussy as it deposited its potent load.
After a few moments, though, my hips stopped jerking and my cock stopped spewing. I could feel some small remnants of my cum already running down the inside of her thighs, what little of it couldn’t all fit inside of her, and I’m pretty sure that Marie capture that as well. Lisa stayed perfectly still and just cooed and hummed in the afterglow of our sexual union, basking in the moment of having felt her father breed her with every ounce of cum that I could release. When my cock finally held still, I glanced at my wife, whose own pussy juices were running freely down her thighs, and indicated that she should point the camera at Kim. When she did so, I leaned over Lisa’s back, lovingly kissed the nape of her neck and below her ear while my slowly-softening penis twitched uselessly inside her, and whispered, “I love you, baby girl.”
Without hesitation, she turned her head and gave me the kind of kiss no daughter should give her father. When our lips parted, I straightened back up so that my face would stay out of the picture and carefully pulled my spent member completely out of her well-filled hole. Marie captured my withdrawal from Lisa’s pussy, showing evidence of my issue as it frothed within her gaping pussy, and then refocused the camera on our cum-filled daughter’s radiant face. Lisa said directly into the camera, “Thank you for impregnating me, Daddy. But you’re not done yet, are you?” She glanced over at Kim and said, “Your turn! And I don’t mean to be a bitch or anything, but I’m gonna just roll over here and let our father’s cum settle in nice and deep while you get him hard again. Okay?”
“Pfft!” Kim said. “You don’t have to tell ME twice!” Without preamble, she turned around and immediately fastened her lips on my half-hard cock, which was streaked with my cum and Lisa’s juices. Marie got a good shot of Kim’s oral work for a few moments and then moved over to let the camera focus on Lisa’s cum-oozing pussy while Lisa laid back and showed it off proudly.
“You see that, boys?” Lisa said throatily. “You see what my daddy just did to me? All that cum… it’s swimming so deep inside of me right now, looking for an egg so that it can make a baby inside of me. And, hey, maybe it’ll be twins. I mean… I’M a twin and this IS my daddy’s sperm, so you never know, do you?” She gave the camera a wink and a sly smile.
Kim made short work of keeping me hard with her newly-found oral skills. No, she wasn’t close to being the cocksucker her mother was, but she definitely showed promise and raw talent. Feeling her tongue swirl and dance across my glans and frenulum had the desired effect and, within moments, my cock was back to complete rigidity. Satisfied with her work, Kim laid back on the bed, her legs spread wide, and crooked her finger at me invitingly. “I think we’re both ready, Dad,” she said.
I stood between her opened thighs and loomed over her small body, my cock jutting out triumphantly. From my angle, looking down, the tip of my engorged phallus looked like it could almost reach her belly button. Having just been inside Lisa, I knew that pushing my flesh inside Kim would be both challenging and rewarding. She reached down to lovingly stroke my shaft a few times before I pulled my hips back and she slotted my mushroom-like tip into her wet folds. Marie shifted angles again so that she could easily capture the moment.
When my cockhead was firmly planted at Kim’s juice-slicked entrance, I began to apply firm but gentle pressure, just as I had with Lisa. It was a very tight fight and the going was slow, but as the seconds went on, more and more of my shaft was swallowed up by her eager pussy. Kim took short, sharp breaths of air as I worked more of my cock into her small body. When I was about halfway in, she turned to Lisa and gasped, “Holy shit, you weren’t kidding! He’s HUGE!”
Lisa giggled as she casually rubbed her cum-coated pussy lips and relaxed beside us on the bed. “I told ya!” She rolled over onto her knees, careful to keep her ass up high so that my seed could continue to work its magic inside of her without spilling out, and then positioned herself so that she could carefully rub her twin sister’s clit while I gently began to thrust back and forth. “You don’t mind if I help out a little bit, do you?” Lisa asked rhetorically.
Kim shook her head and pulled her ankles back so that they were almost to her ears. “Anything to help get Dad’s monster inside me is okay by me!” she cooed. “Fuck me, I’m so fucking full and he’s not even all the way in yet!”
And, indeed, I wasn’t. Marie zoomed in on our groins as I slowly inched more of my shaft into our other daughter’s cunt. Kim’s juices were making my shaft wet with each stroke, but there was quite a bit of it that hadn’t gone in yet. I kept up the slow, steady assault, pushing a tiny bit more in with every measured thrust, until I was finally all the wall inside Kim’s up-turned pussy to the hilt. When I’d gotten to that point, I held still to let my daughter adjust, just like I had with Lisa.
Kim crooked her neck to look down the length of her body, past her glistening breasts, and feasted her astonished eyes on where we were joined. Lisa, meanwhile, had stopped playing with Kim’s pussy and started to kiss her way up to her sister’s hard and engorged left nipple. When she fastened her lips on the little nubbin, Kim’s reaction was immediate: she tilted her head back in ecstasy and I felt her pussy walls, already very tight and constricting, grip my throbbing shaft hard. “Ooooooh, SHIT!” Kim gasped in heady response.
Lisa pulled off her sister’s nipple and said, “You like that, sis? You like how our father’s big, thick cock is filling you up?”
“Nnnnng, GOD YES!” Kim exclaimed. “Holy fuck, it feels so fucking gooooood! Jesus-fucking-Christ, I’m so full!”
“Better than any of those silly toys, isn’t it?” Lisa asked. “There’s nothing like feeling the real thing inside you, is there? And that it’s the same cock that shot all that sperm into our mother to make us… ooooh, it’s just so naughty, isn’t it?”
“Fuck yes!” Kim hissed. “Soooo fucking naughty!” She looked up at me with a hungry, dangerous gleam in her eyes and said, “Fuck me, Dad. Fuck me and cum inside me!”
I obliged my little girl and began to move my hips steadily and forcefully with slow, strong strokes, pulling out until just the tip was inside her and then pushing back in until I was planted to the root. Back and forth I went until the grip of my daughter’s pussy walls loosened enough that I could do so smoothly and without too much effort. The whole time, both she and her sister cooed with exultation and excitement, talking about how sexy it was to be bred by their very own father, to feel my seed being planted inside their fertile wombs. All the while, Marie recorded the event and moved the camera around to get different angles of our coupling. The unmistakable and heady scent of sex filled the air, making my senses go wild as I continued to fuck my daughter’s welcoming pussy.
After a while, my cock sluiced in and out of Kim’s hole easily and I changed the tempo from slow to fast steadily. Lisa’s hand snaked all over Kim’s soft, teenaged skin and began to roam over her tummy. When I pushed in, Lisa would apply pressure and I could feel it from within my daughter’s depths. Kim finally managed to pull her ankles completely behind her head, almost folding herself in half while I fucked her, and we could all see the bulge my cock made when I was fully sheathed in Kim’s pussy. The sight of it was just too much to take and I once again began to feel my balls swelling with the need to explode.
Kim saw the look of deep concentration on my face as I fought to maintain control. “I see you’re getting close, Daddy,” she huffed, her eyes wide. “Do it. Shoot all that baby-making cum inside of me! I want your baby so bad, Daddy. I want you to push all of your seed inside my ovulating body! Cum for me, Daddy! Come inside me like you did for Lisa!”
Lisa chimed in with the encouragement. “That’s right, Daddy. Both of us want you to breed us!” she enthused. “I just KNOW I’ve got a baby brother or sister growing inside of me already- but Kimmy deserves one, too, doesn’t she, Daddy? Don’t you want to impregnate BOTH of us? Don’t you want to put your grandchild inside the hot, sexy daughter you’ve been raising all these years? Look at her, Daddy. She’s begging for it. She’s begging for your sperm. Give it to her, Daddy! Knock your daughter up!”
I couldn’t take it anymore. With one, last solid thrust, I pushed myself as deep inside Kim’s shaking body as I could and unleashed everything I had left, surprised at my own virility- it’d been quite a few years since I’d been able to go two rounds in such a short period of time, but my daughters had definitely provided me with all the motivation I needed to do so this time. The massive bulge in her tummy expanded and we could see my cock jerk and buck within her body as I spewed every ounce of sperm I could into her. My hips twitched uncontrollably as I fought to fill every last millimeter of her depths while she cried out in passionate glee.
“I feel it, Daddy!” Kim cheered, echoing her sister’s words when I’d done the same for her. “Oooooh, fuck, it’s SO HOT! I- I’m coming, too! PUSH IT ALL IN! Fucking hell, get me pregnant! I want my father’s seed so bad!” Her wailing devolved into indecipherable grunts and moans as my cock kept shooting its load into her compact body. Lisa, for her part, added to her sister’s orgasmic pleasure by fastening her lips tightly around her left nipple and sucked forcefully while gently using her teeth to bite down on the nubbin.
Marie knelt down beside us and got the camera in close to see the root of my shaft pulsing and throbbing as I emptied myself into our daughter. Only barely aware of her presence down there, I pulled out just the tiniest bit so that she could see more of my thick cock spasming as it fed Kim’s fertile pussy the last of my seed. I must have spurted a good six or seven times before, almost mercifully, my orgasmic seizure stopped. When the climax was over, I pushed myself back in as deep as I could go and rested to catch my breath. Kim let go of her ankles and wrapped her calves around my back to hold me in place.
Lisa released Kim’s nipple and moved her way up to kiss her twin sister properly, their tongues swirling around each other in an erotic display of love and passion. Kim’s hands grabbed onto Lisa’s face and held her there while they kissed hedonistically for the camera’s benefit. Even though I’d just cum, my cock still hadn’t deflated and Kim’s pussy contracted and throbbed around my thick shaft, trying to milk every last remnant of life-giving seed from me.
After a few seconds of this, Marie leaned into my ear and whispered, “Go ahead and pull out. I wanna get a good shot of your handiwork.”
I numbly nodded my understanding, careful not to speak since the camera wasn’t on mute, and begrudgingly withdrew my spent penis from my daughter’s warm, cum-soaked pussy. We all looked down at the carnage I’d left behind: her pussy lips were swollen, but her hole was practically gaping from the abuse it had been given and we could all see the white of my cum as it pooled within her small body. Kim once again spread her thighs wide and, for good measure, pulled her pussy lips apart so that the camera could see deeper within her pussyhole, all the way down to the bottom of that sexy well to her white-washed cervix.
“Oooh shit, sis!” Lisa crowed. “You’re practically BATHING in daddy-juice! Look at all that cum! Oh, there’s no WAY you’re not getting pregnant after THAT deposit! That’s just… wow!”
As a piece de resistance, I stroked my softening cock and aimed the head at the wide open hole of my daughter’s exposed sex so that I could milk out a few more drops of cum, which fell into it perfectly. Kim watched me do that with awe and whispered, “That you, Daddy! Every last drop counts!”
Lisa pointed to herself, getting her mother’s attention, and Marie pointed the camera at her. “Okay, guys,” Lisa said happily. “That’s it! Now, if you’ll excuse us, my sister and I need a little rest from our first fuck and also to let all of that potent, baby-making sperm our, ahem, father was so kind to share with us soak in.” She waved at the camera lens and smiled beautifully. “Toodles!”
With that, Marie stopped recording and set the camera aside after she made sure that it was completely powered down. Relieved of her duties as camera operator, she immediately went to me and gave me a huge, passionate kiss while our daughters watched on. When our lips parted, my wife gushed, “Thank you, honey! Fuck, that was easily the hottest thing I’ve EVER seen you do!” Then she looked down at our daughters. “And thank YOU for allowing yourselves to be bred by your father! You’ve made me the happiest future grandmother alive!”
Lisa smiled happily at us both and said, “We’re only too happy to help, Mom.”
“And, really,” Kim added, “Dad did all of the hard work.” She looked down at her sodden pussy and whistled. “VERY hard work! Fuck me, my pussy’s gonna be so sore, but it was sooooo worth it!”
“Aw,” Lisa cooed. “If it’s any consolation, sis, I know how you feel. Holy shit, Dad, we both underestimated how big that thing is between your legs. I thought you were gonna split me in two at first!” She regarded her sister’s cum-filled pussy. “I guess we both did. Hey, sis… I gotta admit, your pussy has never looked so good as it does right now, filled with our father’s cum.”
Kim giggled. “I’ll share mine if you share yours,” she said playfully.
Lisa didn’t hesitate as she got over her sister’s prone body into a classic sixty-nine. Within seconds, both girls were feasting on each other’s pussy with vigor, lavishing each other with kisses of a completely different sort while my wife and I watched on. The girls were careful to not let any of my seed escape their enclosures, but they didn’t pass up the chance to delve their tongues as deep as they could go to get a taste of the sperm-and-pussy cocktails I’d left behind in each. After a few moments, I cut in and said, “All right, girls. If you keep that up, you might waste what I’ve already put inside you and, as fun as this was, I’m not sure I can do a repeat performance anytime soon.”
Marie nodded in agreement. “Your father’s right. The best thing that both of you can do right now is relax. Take a nap and just let your bodies soak it all in. Give yourselves a chance to recover.” She looked at me lovingly. “And you, mister, should probably go take another shower. You could probably do with a nap, yourself, after cumming twice in less than an hour. You’re not the young buck you used to be.”
I wearily nodded back at her. She was right. While it had been easily the most exciting and thrilling experience to fuck BOTH of my daughters, doing so had taken the starch out of me. “What about you, my love?” I asked her. “Care to join me while I wash up?”
My wife considered it for a moment and then shook her head. “After what I just witnessed, I think I need to relieve some stress of my own. I’d only distract you in the shower and probably end up demanding something you wouldn’t be able to provide just yet, which wouldn’t be fair to either of us. You go ahead and take a shower. I’ll be waiting for you in bed for that nap.” She bent down to kiss each of our daughters, tongue and all, and thanked them again for giving themselves to me.
“It was our pleasure,” they answered in unison. Then, Lisa and then Kim, offered their thanks to me for being their first.
I smirked at them playfully and said, “I have a feeling that was your pleasure, too. But I’m glad I got to share in it with you, girls. After this, I think we can all assume I’ll be much busier, sexually speaking, in the future. Yes?”
“Most definitely!” my wife agreed with a gentle pat on my behind. “Shower. Now.” She pushed me towards the door and followed me out, pausing just long enough to blow a kiss to our well-fucked daughters, who waved back at her gaily.
When she pulled the bedroom door closed behind us, Marie looked up at me with a huge smile. “I love you.”
I pulled her into a loving embrace and, just before I kissed her deeply, I answered, “I love you, too.”
