This is the final story in this series, so if you have any ideas for a new story for me to try let me know.
All characters are 18+. Enjoy!
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Finally, at the beginning of summer, Susan and I got married. The wedding went smoothly. So did our honeymoon. I felt bad for the person who had to clean up that room every night, but it was my honeymoon, so I didn't feel that bad. Now, all that was over, and Susan and I had to get back to the real world. With a little input from Isabella and Kira, Susan and I found a nice house, large enough for all four of us and moved in. It was hard to get used to being married again, but Susan and I both quickly got the hang of it.
Living in a house like this had its issues, like how Kira and Isabella had to share a bathroom. There was also less privacy, so on more than one occasion, Kira or Isabella may have heard Susan and I having sex. Neither one of them said anything, which led me to believe that that neither one of them did, but Susan remained convinced.
Soon, the four of us began acting like a family. We all got along fairly well and I quickly came to see Isabella as my second daughter. Kira and Isabella go along fairly well despite their occasional squabble. Life became pretty normal once again.
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Thank god that's over.
I think, walking inside after a big work meeting. Upstairs, I hear a muffled, "Oh fuck... just like that..."
What's going on? I wonder which one of them has a guy up there?
I ask myself. Both Kira and Isabella were responsible enough to know about safe sex and what to do and what not to do. To my surprise and relief, Kira had kept her sexual activities to herself, not wanting me to get involved.
I shouldn't go up there. I should just let them enjoy and do their thing...
I think, standing at the base of the stairs and looking up, listening to the muffled moans of pleasure coming from one of the girl's rooms. Letting my curiosity get the best of me, I feel myself begin to sneak up the steps, making almost no noise.
I reach the top of the steps and look at Kira's door and Isabella's door, both of which are open, but the soft moans are still muffled.
Whoever it is, they must be in the bathroom!
I think, creeping forward, trying not to make any noise. I peek around the corner of Kira's door and look over at the at the bathroom. The door is closed from this side and I don't want to risk opening it. I silently creep back out into the hall and try Isabella's door. It is open wide, allowing me to see that the bathroom door is open just a crack.
I step into Isabella's room, careful not to make any noise. I silently step forward, the moans coming from the bathroom getting louder as I get closer. I line my eye up with the door and take a peek through the crack. What I see almost causes me to gasp and give my position away. I feel my cock grow hard and the sight.
Through the small crack in the door, I have a view of the tub. In the tub, I see two girls, one with long, straight, black hair and very tan skin and the other a petite blonde with long straight hair. Kira and Isabella are standing in the tub together, passionately kissing and feeling the other's body. Their lips part and I hear Kira say, "Now you do it to me..." She is using the same pleading tone she used when she wanted something really bad, especially something sexual.
Isabella replies, "Well fair is fair..." With that, she drops to her knees and pushes her face into Kira's crotch, causing Kira to let out a soft sigh of pleasure.
This is so hot...
I think before stopping myself.
She's... they both are your daughters! Don't think about them like that!
Despite this thought, I can't seem to pull myself away from the sight of Isabella burying her face in Kira's mound. I watch as Isabella seems to quickly work Kira to orgasm.
Kira soon gasps out, "Oh fuck... I'm cumming..."
They must have done this before!
I think, watching Isabella pull away from Kira and use her thumb to rub Kira's clit. I finally tear myself away from the scene in front of me and sneak back down stairs. After a few more minutes, I hear the shower come on.
Must be cleaning up now.
I think, remembering how hot I found watching the two of them
By the time Kira comes downstairs, I pretend to be occupied by reading the news on my laptop. "Hey Dad, when did you get home?" She asks.
I look up and see that she is dressed in a loosely tied white bath robe. It is a little short, only covering just past her hips and the way she has it tied, it barely covers her breasts. "Not too long ago. What were you up to today?" I ask, still thinking about her and Isabella.
Kira shrugs, "Not much, just hanging out and enjoying summer. How was your meeting today?"
I think for a second, "Good I guess. I'm just glad it's over."
The rest of the day passes fairly normally. I begin to cook dinner just before Susan gets home. Kira and Isabella both go out, leaving Susan and I alone for dinner.
Should I tell her? What would she think about me spying on our daughter's?
I ask myself while the two of us eat and make small talk. Susan is dressed in her work out clothes, an old shirt and tight black athletic shorts.
"You look tense. Something bothering you?" Susan says to me, looking up over her plate.
What do I say?
I think before answering, "Long day at work. I'm just happy it's the weekend now."
Susan smiles at me, "I know something that will make you feel better..." She says, a teasing smile on her face.
I return the smile and play dumb, "Oh? What is that?"