Brent somehow woke up the morning after his first foursome with his wife and their twin daughters with a boner. He had dumped three big loads into his daughters the night before thanks to a little help from an ED pill his wife had given him. He fell asleep very content but also very drained and dreamt of Danielle. The warmth of Katie's mouth sucking on his hog woke him up and got his blood flowing to all the right places despite how spent he felt.
He looked over and saw that Kat was watching Katie work while she casually rubbed her own slit. Becky was fast asleep at the far end of the bed. Before long, Kat had retrieved her strapon and she and Brent got to work on their daughter. Kat convinced Brent to try to double stuff Katie's ass with their dicks. Despite how willing Katie was to make it happen, the whole affair turned out to be messy, painful, and frustrating for all three of them. Kat's rubber dick was way too hard when mashed up against Brent's fleshy rod as they struggled to get their dicks inside of Katie's tightest hole. She was a good sport about it but Brent could tell her little butt was no match for their combined girth. By the time they gave up, Brent's dick was so sore that it had gone limp and Becky, who had woken up to the sounds of their frustrated grunts, was laughing at them hysterically.
Brent looked around at the mess they had made both last night and this morning. Dried cum and pussy juice stained the sheets which were torn loose from the bed. Lube, both dried and freshly spilled, had soaked in as well, giving the bed sheets a faintly tie dyed look. Enough sex toys to film a porno littered the room too. Any thoughts Brent had about scolding Becky evaporated once he realized how ridiculous he would look lecturing her with his limp dick flapping around amid this chaos.
Instead, he rolled out of bed, pulled on some cotton shorts, and said, "I'm making breakfast."
Before Katie could beg him to stay, Kat had already rolled on top of her and filled her pussy with thick, plastic dick. Katie gasped in surprise then moaned quietly once her mom set to work.
"Take your time, honey," Kat said over her shoulder. She turned back to Katie and gave her a quick but lusty kiss before whispering, "See. Mommy's is better. It never gets soft."
Brent made breakfast to the sounds of his wife making his daughter cum at least twice in quick succession. Surprisingly, neither his failure to perform, nor his wife's success this morning, bothered him too much. He knew his plans had succeeded and the fact that the girls felt comfortable bonding with each other around him was actually rather good news. It meant everyone was fair game now without all of them having to be involved at the same time. Still, the idea that he could not perform did weigh on him. Becky walked in totally naked and sat at the kitchen bar, which brought back to reality. Even better, his cock gave a little twitch.
"You done already?" asked Brent.
"Eh, I wasn't into that this morning. Anyway, speak for yourself, old man. You going soft?"
"Ha, Ha. You're a real comedian. Did it feel soft last night?"
Becky actually blushed a bit. "No, daddy. You, uh, actually felt harder than usual, if that's possible." She sighed wistfully. "It was great."
Brent flipped a few pancakes without saying anything in return.
"How long until breakfast is ready?" she asked to break the silence.
"Just a few minutes. I'm just doing pancakes. No sausage."
"You might have to take Kate and mom's to them. Sounds like they are still busy. Maybe we even have time to... make sausage."
Brent looked over and saw that Becky had moved over to the kitchen table and was bent over it. She reached back and spread her butt cheeks.
"If I let you play with my butt, do you think you can get it up?"
"Really?"
Brent felt his dick twinge just at the thought of Becky giving up her ass. He turned off the burner and dropped his shorts as he turned toward her.
"You're not fucking my ass...but you can rub it there if it helps you get hard."
Brent grabbed a vial of olive oil from the counter and walked over to where his daughter was bent over the table. He could hear Kat and Katie still going at it in the other room. Lathering his dick in olive oil with Becky's tight little ass staring up at him got him halfway hard in seconds. Brent pressed up against his daughter and drizzled a little more oil onto her butt. He rested his semi soft cock between her cheeks while he used his hands to rub the oil in.
Becky let her butt go and slid her hands around to her pussy. She felt her dad's hands gliding across her lower back and butt. He was incredibly strong, but his touch was so gentle whenever he got close to her little hole. Anytime his fingers strayed hear their, Becky felt his cock twinge and grow. She rested her head on the table and set to work on her pussy with her middle finger. She realized that she was getting her daddy hard when Katie hadn't been able to. She dipped her finger into her cunt which had suddenly grown very wet at the thought of one-upping Katie.
Brent slid his oil slicked dong up and down between Becky's ass cheeks. His fingers glided across her skin, circling ever closer to her precious little star. He let a pinky finger settle on her crinkly hole, making Becky tense up right away.
"Woah. That's enough back there," she said quietly.
"Shh. I just need a couple more minutes to play. Then I'll be ready," said Brent who had left his finger in place. He pressed in just a little bit.
"Daddy?" Becky whispered with more than hint of worry.
"It's OK. I won't go too far. Don't stop playing with yourself," he urged while wriggling his pinky around the rim of her asshole. Then he lightly pressed it in again, this time letting the tip of his oily finger penetrate her ass for the first time.
Becky gave a little gasp that made Brent's cock fully inflate. He pushed his pinky in again until his fingernail disappeared but went no further. At the same time, he felt his daughter's fingers wrap around his balls from between her legs. She kneaded them gently with one hand while her other picked up the pace in her slit. Brent's cock was throbbing now. He bent at the knees until he was low enough and guided himself into his daughter's dripping snatch. She took his length in one steady thrust that filled her completely.
"Mmm. Oh daddy," she groaned. "I knew you'd get hard for me."
Kat and Katie were making the headboard knock the wall in the other room. Brent could hear Kat saying something undoubtedly dirty to her daughter, but could not make out the words. Whatever she had said, Katie must have liked it because their pace suddenly doubled. Brent made a mental note to go back and watch the video later, even though beating off was probably off the table for the foreseeable future. He had more pussy than he could handle right now.
