This is of course a fantasy and should be read as such. All characters are over 18 years old.
This particular episode contains a bit of girl on girl action, even if daddy's cock is never forgotten. If you for some unfathomable reason have a problem with women enjoying each other's bodies, you are always welcome to skip this one.
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It was the giggling that woke me.
As the only man in a household of seven, giggling was not something to wake me up, usually. But there was something about this giggling. It wasn't supposed to be here, for starters.
As I slowly became conscious, I inhaled the sweet, intoxicating scent of my daughter Morgan, her naked body resting on my arm, close enough for me to be able to reach out and touch her glorious hair if I wanted to.
So it wasn't just a dream? It was real. I had sex with my daughter.
I felt a warm body behind me as well and couldn't help smiling.
And with my wife. At the same time.
The intense sensual memories of the night before rushed over me and I could feel my exposed cock going from sleepy fat to rock hard. My wife and my daughter taking turns sensuously licking my cock. My wife and my daughter taking my cock deep in their tight asses. My wife and my daughter making clear that they would worship my cock with their smoking hot bodies whenever I wanted to. My harem girls. Paradise.
There was more giggling. Weren't they both sleeping?
Groggily, I looked around the small studio apartment for the source of the sound. I didn't have to look far.
By the bed, just inside the room, stood my youngest daughter Emma. Through the doorway stepped her triplet sister Molly and crowding behind her, eager to sneak a peek, was the final part of the triplet trio, Jenny, or Jen to everybody but her grandmother.
"Wow, look at them!", Molly's voice was bubbling with mirth and surprise.
"My God, it really is huge!", Emma said at the exact same time, in a slightly more awed tone.
The trips, as they're known by the rest of the family, are not really into the finishing each others sentences trope. I guess they don't have time to wait for each other, or anyone else for that matter. Instead they often speak simultaneously, making it hard to understand anything they're saying. Hence, "what?" is a not uncommon family response to trip statements, incurring impatient eyerolls.
As my three 18 year old daughters filed into the room in the small space between the wall and the bed, I tried to smile, but my mind froze up as reality came crashing in. Their father was lying naked and with a mighty erection next not only to their naked mother, but also practically embracing their equally naked big sister. It was pretty obvious to anyone that incest was the likely explanation. What would they think of Anna and I? Sure, they were all adults, but still very young and from a fairly sheltered background. Would they ever trust us as parents again? A flash of worry rushed through my mind, as I lay there, more or less caught in the act, and with a flagpole hard on.
At the same time, I couldn't help but look at my young daughters in a completely new way. Before last night, the idea of incest with my girls had literally never entered my mind. But now a window had opened in my head that would never be closed again. I was the daddy of a family harem, a harem dedicated to the worship my cock. That does things to the way a man looks at his daughters.
My darling trips are a lot shorter than Anna and Morgan, measuring only 5' 2'' in socks. They have tight, athletic bodies, trained hard from cheerleading (Emma) and gymnastics (Molly and Jen). They seemed to have snuck up to Morgan's apartment straight out of bed, as they were dressed in nothing but their usual light sleeping t-shirts and pyjama shorts. With my new, lecherous daddy eyes, I fully appreciated their nubile, young bodies with small, perky teenager tits and well-shaped asses, firmer and slimmer than Morgan's masterpiece, but still nice and round.
Personalitywise, energetic is the first word that comes to mind when our trips enter a room. When they were kids, Anna and I quickly had to abandon our previous man to man defence for a desperate sort of zone control, and even that fell apart on a daily basis. There was always a little triplet girl making trouble somewhere. This was mediated, however, by the their impertinently sunny disposition. There was always a little triplet girl laughing somewhere. In a family of seven, you have no idea how valuable it is that there is always someone who can see silver linings and make you laugh.
Their bubbly quality was naturally reflected in their pretty faces, with marked dimples, cute, slightly upturned noses and smiling mouths. They were all light blondes, but whereas Emma's hair was almost as long as Morgan's, Molly and Jen kept theirs at shoulder length. They were and always hade been a pure delight, and in the light of what had happened last night, looking at my half-dressed, giggling girls, my cock swelled with new blood.
I tried to keep my smile up, while I desperately grasped for something to say. What do you say to your daughters, when you have been caught fucking their older sister? Fortunately, I was rescued.
"Girls, let's not embarrass your father more than we have to." Anna's voice had that warm, sensible quality that made her such an excellent parent. My body started to relax, for some inexplicable reason counting on Anna to normalise this absurd situation. I immediately went rigid again, however, when instead of normal, I felt my wife's hand close around the base of my big, hard cock. "Look, what you've done to him! It's really not appropriate for a father to be this turned on by his 18 year old daughters. What is he supposed to say?"
The trips seemed to find the situation both a little embarrassing and a lot hilarious, and kept giggling in response to their mother's reaction to the situation.
"As you might have guessed, both your sister and I shared your father's bed last night. Or rather, me and your father shared Morgan's bed. Your sister loves her daddy a lot, both as a father and as a man, and has chosen a new way to express that love. I am very happy that your sister has found love in such a marvellous, kind and ..." Anna started to move her hand all the way up my cock "... well-equipped man. I am sure he will make her very happy. I know he always makes me very, very happy." She accentuated her words by moving her hand leisurely up and down, jerking me slowly.
"God mom, this is so strange!" Jen's voice was a mixture of awe and fear.
"I know, sweetie, it's a little unusual, but maybe not as uncommon as one might think. Anyway, you and your sisters know a thing or two about finding love and affection in unlikely places, don't you?"
Wait, what?!
"Man, dad's cock is really huge!", Emma repeated, apropos nothing in particular.
