Daddy Dearest

I groaned, but by some miracle, and probably because of the drug they’d slipped in my drink, my cock was still fucking hard as hell, throbbing and ready to plow the other sister. Mandy stared at me with wicked intent and she laughed out loud seeing how helpless I was.

I hadn’t ever really looked at Amanda the way I looked at Kendall.

Kenny was my little girl, my sweet little baby girl, my favorite, my precious girl. But Amanda, she was sex on legs, she was a vixen, a nasty little slut that begged as well as she fucked – and sucked even better.

I looked at her now with different eyes as she stepped in front of her sister, clasping her hands behind her back and giving me a timid little look. I knew she was playing, but goddamn, it was getting me off already.

Her tight, heavy tits, bigger than her sister’s. She looked so fucking cum hungry it drove me absolutely crazy, and I watched as Kendall took her hand and led her closer to me. She helped her sister climb on top of me, lower her pussy on my cock still soaked with Kenny’s juices. I watched Amanda moan and whisper for me as she took all of me in her pretty cunt.

Kendall stepped to the side, and before I could fully understand what was going on, she lay on her back on my desk and grabbed my useless arm as her sister started to fuck herself on my cock.

My body wouldn’t obey my own mind, but when it came to Kendall, it followed every desire she had. She made me stretch out my fingers, and I groaned out loud when she forced two inside her cunt. I could feel my own cum inside her, warm and sticky and filling her up so good as she fucked herself with my own hand. At the same time, Mandy bounced on my cock like it was what she was made to do.

“Hi, Daddy,” Amanda whispered against my lips.

She sounded so fucking shy like that, even though I knew better. I muttered something back but I couldn’t even fucking form words. When she moved on top of me, I felt my straining cock spill precum inside her tight little cunt.

“You know,” Amanda said huskily. “I’ll never forgive you for picking her, Daddy.”

She slammed down on my dick.

“Kendall was your favorite.”

She bounced, my balls sticking to her ass.

“I was always second best.”

Her tits were pushed up in my face.

“But I’m going to fucking fight for that first spot.”

Kendal mewled next to her, using four of my fingers to get off now.

“And you’re going to love us both the same,” Amanda moaned.

I was so close. So torturously, painfully close.

“Because that’s what good daddies do.”

They came together, so fucking perfectly I couldn’t help myself either. I felt Amanda’s pussy leaking all over me, I felt Kendall’s pussy squeeze out my cum as she came on my fingers, and I just fucking let myself explode for the second time. The second I did, while I was still grunting, Amanda climbed off me and Kendall helped her lie on her back, grabbing her legs by the ankles and holding them up for her.

I stared at my girls, my first love helping my princess get all the cum she’d worked so hard for inside of her. I thought I’d pass the hell out watching them. They never touched inappropriately, not once. They were such good little girls for me.

And watching them, I knew full well that even if they hadn’t tricked me like this, I would’ve forced them into the same situation as soon as I possibly fucking could.

And now that I’d had a taste of them like this…

I was addicted.Epilogue - Levi1 year later

The new house was stunning.

It had been a month since I'd sold my apartment in the city. A month since I'd taken a step back from all work activities, taken a year off, finally using the money that had been accumulating in my bank account.

Only a few weeks ago, I signed and bought a new home in a different city, in the suburbs. It was a nice neighborhood, gated and safe, but what really attracted me to it was the fact that everyone in it seemed to keep to themselves. Nobody was going to bother us here. Nobody would bat their eyes twice at us, and even if they did, our house ruled over the neighborhood, standing tall and proud on an acre of beautiful grounds.

My girls were the ones who found it, and I was surprised by them not wanting to live in the city. Every other woman I'd been with had insisted on living in the city, closer to the stores and the bustling nightlife. But these days, my girls were happiest being with me, curled up in front of the TV or tending to the beautiful grounds. Kendall had found a new passion for gardening, something her sister wouldn't stop mocking her about while she lay by the pool, lazily devouring another dog-eared thriller.