Wild Sex Tales(Erotica)

“Mmm. Thank you, Daddy.” She said.

“God, you’re totally stroking him right now, aren’t you?” Heather asked. Honey just kissed my ear in response as my cock grew underwater.

“Knock it off!” Heather added, pushing her sister’s hand away with her foot.

“What, you didn’t mind watching this morning.” Honey said, taking the bottle and filling all of our glasses.

“I know but…”

“What?” I asked.

“Just… slow down a bit, turbo.” She said, winking at her sister. “I might want to watch again tonight, and I can’t see anything out here, or not well anyway.”

Honey laughed and guzzled her drink. I really did have to teach them about the difference between wines and beer, or even shots apparently. But this definitely wasn’t the time.

“You know,” Honey said, “He’s your daddy, too. You don’t have to just watch.”

Heather stared at the water and then concentrated on drinking her prosecco. We all sat in what was now darkness for a moment, with only the sound of the jets breaking the silence.

The doorbell rang, and I put my shorts back on so I could get the food.

“Showers!” Honey said, and she and Heather jumped out of the tub, wrapped towels around their naked bodies, and ran into the house. Damn it all but in the dark I couldn’t get a good look at Heather’s naked body.

I went and paid the delivery guy, put the food on the dining room table, and went up to my room to rinse off. As I passed the bathroom the girls shared, I could hear the water running and them whispering and laughing. I guess they decided to rinse off together. It took all of my pathetic willpower not to go ask to join them.

As I was washing the chlorine off my skin in my own shower, I heard the bathroom door swing open.

“Your present is on the bed, Daddy!” Honey said, “Hurry up, we’re hungry!”

My present was a black, thigh length silk robe. It felt great. I didn’t bother to put on anything underneath.

The girls had robes for themselves as well. Honey’s was pink, and she was naked underneath save or a pair of lacy black panties. Heather’s was black like mine and she wore a matching set of bra and panties beneath. Both girls looked fantastic. I loved the innocent / sexy mix that Honey had going, and Heather was simply stunning in her outfit. It was about this time that I decided I was the luckiest father, hell, the luckiest man on the planet. Winning the Lottery had nothing on this.

“We figured if we’re going to be spending so much time in our robes, they might as well be nice ones.” Honey said as I joined them both at the dining room table.

We sat in our robes, eating our Chinese food, drinking more wine, and feeding each other little morsels. The air was electric, both girl’s cheeks flushed. I turned the heat up a bit so we would be comfortable in what little we had on. There was no way I wanted someone getting chills and having to cover up.

After dinner we moved to the living room. I reclined on the long couch, Heather took the loveseat, and Honey sat on the floor by my side. With all we’d had to drink we were feeling no pain.

“It’s getting kind of lonely in our room these days.” Heather said after finishing the last of her wine. “I keep thinking my sister will come spend at least ONE night in her bed but no. How much sex do you guys need anyway?”Content (C) Nôv/elDra/ma.Org.

“A lot!” Honey said at once. She gave my thigh a squeeze.

“Wow, Dad, you must be really good.”

“I try. Gotta keep my little girl happy.” That sent both girls into another fit of giggles.

“Seriously though,” Heather said, “Honey… did it hurt your first time? Did it… you know… work?”

At this point I gave in to curiosity. The first time I’d put my cock in my older daughter’s pussy, there had been nothing in the way to slow it down. I’d assumed she’d had some sexual experience but Heather seemed to have a different idea of it.

“Honey… were you a virgin the first time we were together?”

“Well, no. Not really. Sort of.”

“I have no idea what that means.”

“I’d never been with a man before. So you were my first. But I’d already had my cherry popped.”

“How?” I asked.

Honey pointed to her sister.

“Guilty!” Heather said. “We deflowered each other last year with Honey’s vibrator.”

Honey broke in. “We were talking about sex and how we both didn’t want it to hurt the first time. I have this vibrator that I kind of stole from mom, and we just decided it would be better if we did it for each other. So we did. We were really gentle and used a lot of lube and it was probably so much easier that way.”

“But did it work?” Heather demanded, “Did it still hurt?”

Honey shook her head and squeezed my thigh again. My cock was stirring beneath my robe from our conversation. Honey lifted the silk and checked to see how it was shaping up.

“Looks like Daddy likes the idea of us playing around.” She said.

“Of course he does. He’s a total pervert.”

“So you two are sexually involved, then?” I asked.

Heather shrugged. “Not really. We took each other’s virginity, and we make out sometimes. Honey taught me how to masturbate a couple years ago. But its not like we spend all night in a sixty-nine. Besides, you pretty much stole her away from me.”

I felt a hot pang of guilt. I hadn’t even thought about the impact of just keeping Honey in my room, instead of in Heather’s. I had four bedrooms in the house but the girls had always elected to share one and they did at their mother’s house as well. They were incredibly close. Of course Heather would miss her sister.

Honey crossed over to her sister and hugged her tight. When she did her robe rode up over her panties, giving me a few of her tight little panty clad ass.

“I didn’t even think about that!” Honey said, voicing my thoughts exactly. “I’m so sorry. I’ll come stay with you more often. I love you so much!”

The girls shared a long embrace, and I went and got another bottle of wine and poured some for myself. When I settled back down on the couch, Honey pulled away and just looked into her sister’s eyes. They stayed like that a few seconds, gazing at each other and stroking each other’s hair. Then their lips started drifting together, and suddenly my two daughters were kissing deeply, their tongues at play in each other’s mouths.

Heather eased down until she was reclining on the love seat, one leg up over the back and the other foot resting on the carpet.

Honey untied the sash on her sister’s robe, and began running her hands over her perfect body. Over her c-cup tits, over her rock hard stomach, even over her pussy, rubbing her finger back and forth along Heather’s slit, but not beneath the panties. Heather moaned and twisted and ground against Honey’s hand.

The girls kissed for several minutes, their passion and hand play growing more intense every second. My cock was rock hard from the show, and I just absolutely could not keep from slowly stroking it as I watched. I could only hope Heather was okay with how fast things were moving.

Honey was the first to break the kiss. She’d taken Heather’s bra off and both of them were just in open robes and black panties. For the first time I got a good look at my younger daughter’s perfect tits. They were well rounded and very firm, with small nipples hard as pebbles.

“Heather, remember that thing I wanted to do to you a few months ago?” Honey asked.

“When you wanted to… to…”

“When I wanted to taste your pussy.”

“Oh god.”

“Can I do it now, baby? Please let me.”

“O… okay.” Heather stammered. She shot a look towards me, but I obviously was okay with it. She closed her eyes as her sister slid her panties down her smooth, strong legs.

Honey shifted Heather around still her little sister was laying at an angle on the sofa. She rubbed Heather’s pussy with her thumb, and I could see from where I was that she was already dripping wet.

Honey pushed a finger deep inside her sister, who arched her back like a cat and cried out.

“Feel good?” Honey said with a sly grin.

“Oh god it does. It feels so good.” Heather locked eyes with Honey. “Lick me. Please lick my pussy.”

“Of course.” Honey said, and kissed her way down her sister’s body, just like she liked to kiss her way down to my cock most nights.

Honey got her tongue into her sister and went to work. She must have been every bit as good at eating snatch as she was at sucking cock because Heather was going insane, writhing and moaning for all she was worth. It was absolutely the most erotic thing I’d ever seen, and it was an act of will not to speed my hand up and just blow my load all over both of them. I was breathing hard, my body covered in a sheen of sweat. I’d never been so turned on.