Author's Notes: As is usual to state on Literotica, in case it is not clear enough from the story itself, all characters participating in sexual acts occurring in this story are at least 18 years of age.
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Life went on as usual. Vika and Marina continued to "train", they diligently pleased my cock with their girlish mouths, not forgetting, however, to flirt, sex did not turn into a mechanical exercise for us. Every day was like a holiday. Both of my girls often put on a whole show, playing and teasing me. For example, I lay down on the bed and blindfolded myself, after which I had to guess which of the daughters' mouth was my dick this time. At first, it was easy to guess, since the techniques of my babies were very different.
Vika did it gently, impetuously, she often used her tongue and loved to kiss the penis from the base to the head, sliding over it with her plump lips. Marina, on the other hand, often launched a member into her mouth so that it rested on her cheek, and then moved her head, squeezing her lips with a ring. I was just on top of bliss when I managed to guess who this time encroached on my trunk. But gradually the girls became more inventive, learned to copy each other's technique and it became more difficult to guess.
It wasn't our only game. Vika and Marina loved going to amusement parks and cinema with me. It was simply amazing to come to a movie night to see some third-rate movie, sit in the back seat and completely not understand what was happening on the screen, because the wet hot mouth of one of the daughters was already starting to make love. I sat, choking on Marina's gentle movements, while Vika looked lovingly at all this, putting her hand under her skirt and rubbing her crotch.
There were also inconvenient cases when, at one session, a certain woman in her years suspected something was wrong and for some reason came to us. Marina, who enthusiastically smacked my cock, pulled away in surprise when I pulled away and put on my knees, where my daughter had just moved rhythmically, a bag that was lying across the seat. The woman approached and looked sternly at us, but did not see anything seditious or suspicious, since Marina managed to quickly wipe her mouth, and the reddened faces and shiny sparks in the eyes of my babies could mean anything. When she left, we quietly laughed, then I put away the bag and already Vika brought what Marina had begun to its logical conclusion. There was a lot of semen, and Marina came to Vika's help in licking my penis. After swallowing the love juice and taking turns kissing the tip of my cock, my daughters settled back and stared at the screen. They put on another unfunny comedy.
Since my girls were engaged in exclusively oral sex with me, the question arose about who would be the first in their womb. I could not do this, because it seemed to me wrong, and vaginal sex between father and daughter could lead to irreparable consequences. Both Vika and Marina did not refuse to do this with fellow students, but they were either already busy, or they definitely considered my daughters proud and inaccessible. To destroy this illusion, my girls would have to get involved in the "social life" of the institute - to participate in drinking parties, parties, discussions of outfits and telephones, and other events that caused both me and my daughters completely justified rejection.
One evening, the girls and I were having not exactly sex right in their room on the bed. Why "not that"? Well, judge for yourself - Marina was on her elbows and knees, strongly sticking out her ass, and I settled down behind and rubbed between her shyly clamped legs with a member previously lubricated with Vika's saliva. Marina really liked it, especially when I went over her especially sensitive places with my head. Marina herself, meanwhile, was indulging her sister, who was lying on the bed a little higher. Vika spread her legs wide and rubbed her naked large breasts with her fingers, while Marisha caressed her bosom with her lips and tongue.
My eldest daughter was already moaning in her voice, and Marina was moaning with pleasure. She was dressed in a short dressing gown, which did not hamper my movements, but only emphasized graceful long legs and a protruding appetizing ass. I accelerated and we finished almost at the same time. Marinochka squeezed her legs even more so that my penis simply had nowhere to go and it erupted right on the inner surface of her thighs, and then, breaking out of tight captivity, continued to pour out onto my youngest daughter's ass. Vika, meanwhile, pressed her sister's blond head with both palms to her crotch and wriggled in ecstasy, while Marisha, mumbling with pleasure, made hurricane movements with her tongue, helping herself with her fingers.
Then, when the moans subsided a little, Marina turned her ass to Vika, giving her the opportunity to lick daddy's juice of love, which she immediately took advantage of. Tired and satisfied, we, smiling with joy, lay and looked at each other. There is no greater happiness than to see the flushed faces of daughters who look lovingly directly into the eyes of their father. But for some reason, Vika was impatient to break the idyll by starting a rather uncomfortable topic.
"Dad, what about vaginal penetration?"
-- Yes... Uh, what?
"In general, we thought about it and decided that the time had already come.
- And who will be your chosen ones?
- Dad, it will be one for two. And you know him!
- Yes? And who is it?
-- Arkasha...
To say that I was surprised is to say nothing. Arkady is our neighbor in the stairwell. He was about 25, he lived alone in the apartment across the street and was a typical "nerd", constantly getting into various ridiculous stories. For example, recently he came to us for salt, so he touched the chandelier with his eternally waving hands. It's also good that she didn't fall on his head. In general, where Arkady is, there is trouble.
Of course, Arkasha looked at my daughters when he accidentally met them on the street or in the entrance. And how could one not look at it if the girls almost always wore extremely revealing outfits - mini-skirts that bared their legs to the very ass and tight-fitting tops or blouses with an unbuttoned top button. Arkasha was terribly embarrassed, blushed and looked away, but still furtively watched my girls.
- Are you sure?
-- Yes, dad... He's very sweet and harmless. You can definitely not expect any meanness from him.
"And we both like him," Marina added.
