Darling had already put the table cloth on the table and centered an expensive floral arrangement. It didn't take long for the two of them to set three settings. Daddy returned while they were divvying out silverware. He was wearing a tuxedo of all things and carrying several large, white sacks which proved to be full of gourmet catering. They filled the serving dishes and arranged the table around them. After giving each of them a kiss, Daddy sat at the head of the table, leaving Baby and Darling to sit on which ever side of him they chose.
"Sleep okay today, Baby?" Daddy asked after the main course was finished.
"Yes, I did, Daddy."
"Rested?"
Baby looked at Daddy suspiciously. "Sure."
Daddy smiled and set his fork down with a rich, muted clink against the china. "Are we ready for dessert?"
Darling smiled broadly and stood up. "Yes. What did you get?"
"Cheesecake."
"Sounds good." Baby was confused when Daddy stood up as well. Darling disappeared into the kitchen, then returned with the cheesecake. They both smiled at her, then began removing their clothes. Baby jumped to her feet, staring like a deer into headlights at Daddy's chest. "What's going on?"
"No clothes at the dessert table, Baby," Darling giggled. "C'mon, strip!"
Daddy dropped his pants and stepped out of them, then straightened. His cock bounced a few times, then held still, stiffly pointing in her direction. The memory of what that cock tasted like and how hot it burned inside of her mouth flashed through her mind. Her nipples stood up and her pussy relaxed, letting the juices flow. Daddy's eyes latched warmly onto her. "You don't have to do anything you don't want to."
"Oh pooh, don't be a sourpuss, Baby." Darling wiggled out of her dress, watching Daddy's face intently. Daddy was still absorbed in Baby's confused expression. Hesitantly, Baby reached for the straps to her beautiful cocktail dress, then lowered them.
Daddy's eyes seemed to take on an inner glow as he wolfishly watched her slowly bare herself to them. She was wearing stockings, panties and the few minimal pieces of jewelry that Darling had pronounced perfect for her. Baby looked up from the chair she'd just smoothed the dress over into her sister's dark eyes. Darling was annoyed, for some reason.
"Baby, you are incredibly beautiful," Daddy murmured. He turned to Darling and smiled. "So are you, my Darling."
"More beautiful than Baby?" Darling demanded pointedly.
"You're the most beautiful darling I know."
That seemed to pacify Darling, who subsided into her chair with a pout. She twirled her fork through the cheesecake, then took a nonchalant bite. "I want to watch Daddy fuck you, Baby. I've only seen it on TV, I want to see it for real."
Baby's jaw dropped. She'd just gotten used to the idea that she was actually naked in front of her family and would, sometime in the future, be fucking them. This was too immediate, even if she was totally naked. "But..."
"What a wonderful idea, Darling," Daddy said warmly. "Baby for dessert."
"She's scrumptious," Darling said, all wide eyed innocence. Daddy's head jerked sharply until he was staring at Darling again. "I had her for an afternoon snack. Yummy. You should have seen it Dad."
"You knew I wanted to watch you girls the first time." Daddy sounded accusatory and vaguely hurt. Darling smirked.
"We girls preferred privacy," she tossed off with a wave of her hand. "This cheesecake is very good. Climb up on the table Baby."
Baby's eyes narrowed as she watched the bi-play. "What in the hell is going on here? Did you two plan this or something?"
"Of course not, Baby. Your sister is just a little jealous. She's been my number one girl for so long, sometimes it's hard to share." Daddy took his seat and picked at his cheesecake.
After a few moments, Baby did the same. The way Daddy had been staring at her pussy made her feel hot and irritated all at the same time.
Darling glared at Daddy, then smiled brightly at Baby. "I'm glad you're here anyway. It's time we got to know each other as a family. You're the guest of honor Baby."
"Darling, quit making Baby uncomfortable," Daddy ordered.
Baby frowned. Dammit, she wasn't uncomfortable. Even if she was she wasn't going to admit it. She'd practically had sex with them already, so why was it such a big deal? She grinned at Darling and climbed onto the table. Daddy smiled and picked up his plate, Baby straddled Darling's instead. "Have some cheesecake Darling."
"Oh my girls," Daddy whispered. He leaned over and quietly licked at Baby's upright nipple.
Darling caught Baby's eyes and smiled softly. "You're mine, right sister? I love you."
"Lick your sister, Darling," Daddy ordered, laying his cheek on his daughter's breast.
Darling looked uncertainly from Daddy to Baby, then slowly dipped her head and lapped at Baby's pussy. Daddy stared at them with dumbfounded disbelief mingled with a childish delight. Darling slanted Daddy a look that made Baby shiver, and not in sexual excitement, then shut her eyes and slithered her tongue along Baby's labia.
"My girls, my two baby girls, you look so hot doing that," Daddy murmured.
Baby arched her body, preening luxuriously for Daddy.
He put his hands on Baby's breasts, gently kneading them before running them down along her body to Darling's shoulders. He traced the curve of Darling's spine. Darling's tongue paused for a moment, then she squealed. Baby inferred from all the wiggling between her legs that Daddy had begun licking Darling's pussy as well. Baby opened her eyes and looked up.
