The days dragged on as usual. My daughters came up with new rules and restrictions almost every day, and sometimes completely cancelled them - today they are untouchable, and tomorrow they take it in their mouths in between, chatting about the weather and recently watched TV series. I caught myself thinking that I could no longer think about work while in the office - I constantly had images of girls before my eyes, their naked intertwined bodies, cute faces, so eager for a cumshot - it was simply impossible to concentrate, especially considering that Vika and Marina were constantly sending their intimate photos to my phone.
Something had to be done about this. And then one day the epiphany came. On a Saturday night, Vika and I were lying on the couch, re-watching the series "Breaking Bad" for the umpteenth time. My daughter was eating ice cream, and I was trying to concentrate on the first episode. But it just didn't work - Vika wasn't licking the cold treat, but pushing it into her mouth as if it were a penis, as a result I was constantly distracted by the lovely picture of my daughter struggling with the ice cream. In addition, she put on short shorts, teasing me with her slender, sexy legs. I just wanted to kiss her thighs, knees, feet and suck on every little toe.
Even the fact that before the movie show my daughter and I, anticipating possible complications, decided to relieve the tension completely didn't help. I grabbed Vika in my arms and dragged her to the bed, not paying attention to my daughter's playful squeals. Having pulled the girl's panties down to her hips, my hand began to stroke, and my lips - to kiss.
- Dad, what are you doing, stop! It's indecent! - my daughter was still in the image of a prude and pushed me away with her little hands.
- Daughter, don't worry, we'll just make love, normal sex between dad and daughter, nothing indecent! - I pressed myself against Vika, persistently lifting her T-shirt. She clung to it with a death grip, as if hoping to save at least the upper stronghold of "innocence" if the lower fortress had already fallen.
- Really? Then why do you want to undress me? Can a father look at his daughter's naked tits?
- Well, yes, you're right about that, - I took my hands off the T-shirt. - But can I at least just twist your nipples?
- What??? - the daughter's eyes widened.
- Don't worry, I'll do it right through the T-shirt, your chest will remain covered!
- Aaa.. Does it hurt?
- It hurts a little, but it's also very pleasant... - I covered my daughter's elastic, trembling hemispheres with my palms. The erect, excited nipples pressed against my hands right through the fabric. Squeezing them with two fingers, I elicited a plaintive moan of pleasure from Vika.
- Ouch, daddy! It hurts and feels so good at the same time! Please continue!
My fingers began to torment my daughter's nipples, pinching, twisting and pulling them. Vika writhed under my caresses, not forgetting to cover her crotch with her palms.
- Honey, to have sex I'll need to take off your panties!
- Oh no, dad, can a girl take off her panties in front of her own father?!
- You're right Vika, it's indecent! So let me just pull them down to my ankles, and then you stick one leg out and they'll hang freely on the other, so you won't actually take them off all the way? Is that okay?
- But dad, then you'll see my naked pussy!
- Don't worry, I'll cover it with my body right away!
And so we did. My daughter's modest white panties slid even lower until they were on the ankle of her left leg. I lifted the girl's legs by the hips and placed them on my shoulders, ending up at the crying cleft. The girl covered her face with her palms and began to whine, anticipating what was about to happen. I settled down more comfortably, pulled down my pants and rushed forward. My member burst into the hot, narrow space, flowing with juices, with delight. I began to move inside my daughter, wetly squelching her secret place.
Vika moaned with pleasure and shame, helping me with her movements in time. I pressed my daughter's breasts with her knees, holding her hips with my hands. Gradually, Vika got excited and began to demand that I move faster, intertwining her legs on my neck. I didn't need to be asked, I pounded the girl like a jackhammer, whipping her juices to a foamy state. Vika no longer moaned, but whined often, often breaking into a squeal.
- How wonderful! - I exclaimed, cumming inside my daughter.
"Daddy..." she whispered silently, convulsing in the throes of orgasm.
Coming out of my daughter, I let go of her legs and began to cover her face with kisses, simultaneously squeezing her breasts under her T-shirt. Vika lay exhausted, but nevertheless found the strength to collect the sperm that flowed out of her and send it into her mouth.
- Dad, do decent girls eat their daddy's sperm?
- Of course! It's so convenient! It was leaking right onto the sheet, you caught it just in time! Where else are you going to put it?
- Mmm, and she's delicious! - the girl giggled and licked her lips. I grabbed her face by the cheeks and started kissing her right on the lips that Vika had just been smacking, savoring my nectar. The erection didn't even think of going down.
- Honey, my dick... It's still hard!
- Oh no, forgive me, daddy! I didn't mean to! - the daughter made a guilty face.
- No, it's me. I just get overly excited when you're around! We'll hardly be able to watch the series in such a state.
- What should we do?
- Well, basically... There is one such way of sex... Guys really like it... And many girls are delighted with it...
- Which one? Come on, don't drag it out, daddy!
- Well... Basically... Blowjob. Well, when a girl takes a dick in her mouth, and then...
- In your mouth?! A dick? - Vika recoiled in fear. - But how is that possible? Your mouth is so small, and your dick... It's quite big!
- Well. You can just try it. If you don't like it, we'll have regular sex.
