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***This story picks up the morning after Ch3 concludes. Small interlude at the beginning of this chapter before things heat back up. Sorry the last chapter was so short. I was trying to crank things out ASAP. I'll have to slow down a bit I guess. ***

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The house was quiet the next morning as the Johnson family got ready for the day. Katie had a volleyball match later in the morning that was going to last well into the afternoon. Usually, the whole family would go to support her after spending the morning together getting her psyched up for the game. This morning though, Kat was in bed with a hangover and the rest of the Johnson's were each lost in their own thoughts.

While Brent ate his breakfast, he was thinking that he had finally cheated on his wife, Kat, after 22 years of marriage. Two sides of Brent's head had been arguing with each other all morning. On the one hand, other than being cold in the bed over the last few years, Kat hadn't really done anything wrong. On the other, wasn't it unfair of Kat to be so platonic with her husband, who treated her like a queen and still lusted after her after so many years? Fucking right it is, Brent thought. He practically had to date rape her to get any action nowadays. Then, last night he had watched Becky make her twin sister Katie eat pussy for the first time. How would any man be able to resist that? He was standing there naked when Becky summoned him over and gave him the absolute best blow job he had ever gotten. What she lacked in skill, she made up for in teenaged enthusiasm.

Brent looked over at Becky, who was munching on a bowl of cereal. She refused to look at him, lost in her own thoughts. Brent watched her mouth working on the cereal as a few drops of milk spilled over her lips. His cock was already trying to swell at memories of last night and images of what he wanted to do next. He had already crossed the line with Becky, and really he had crossed a lot of lines before he even laid a finger on her, or rather, a cock in her. That would be a more precise term, he corrected himself.

There was no going back now, he thought, as his mind turned from contemplation of should he fuck his twin daughters to how he could finally make it happen. His tingling cock agreed. Brent smiled at himself, thinking that each time he had one of these moral dilemmas, at least where his daughters were concerned, his cock always won. No, there will be no more second thoughts, Brent promised himself. He gulped down the rest of his food with a clear mind.

Becky sat chewing on her cereal, feeling her dad's gaze but refusing to meet it. At the start of all of this, she had told herself that she would not be blackmailed into sex with her dad. In one sense, she had succeeded. While he was pressuring her to seduce Katie for him, he never overtly forced himself on her. Despite all of that, she found herself lusting after his big fat dick over the past few days and ended up getting so worked up that she sucked him off last night. She had not planned on that, but admitted to herself that it was incredible while it was happening. Her sister was enthusiastically devouring her pussy while her dad's cock, the biggest she had ever seen in real life, filled her mouth with hot cum. She had even gulped it down like a good little girl.

Despite how wet it made her to think about it, she did not like giving into him so easily. She was so mad at herself because, for as much control as she seemed to have over Katie, dad had even more power over her. In only a few days, she had gone from mildly loathing him to lusting after his man meat. To make matters worse, now that she had literally gotten a taste of his cock, she didn't think she would be willing or able to stop him if and when he tried to fuck her. It wasn't just his dick though. There was something about this whole situation that was keeping her wet and horny around the clock. She didn't like being this confused, this out of control, and it was pissing her off.

Brent watched Becky's face furrow as she angrily crunched her food. If her eyes could shoot lasers, the cereal box would be a heap of ash. He shifted his gaze to Katie, who in her usual chipper mood, had already dressed in her tight fitting volleyball outfit. The form fitting stretchy shorts had perfectly defined every curve of her perfect ass as she reached into the cabinet for a breakfast bowl. When she turned and crossed the room to sit beside Becky, the spandex material showed off a hint of camel toe below a tight fitting shirt that barely held her perfectly shaped breasts in check.

As they all ate in silence, Brent watched Katie stare at Becky, clearly lusting after her with eyes that were screaming "fuck me". His innocent, demure daughter had been turned into a sex craving slut in just a few days by her own sister. From what Brent had seen and experienced himself, he knew that Becky was imaginative and enthusiastic in her sexual endeavors. He understood why Katie wanted güvenilir canlı bahis siteleri more of Becky because he did too. In truth, he wanted both of them, and he could not afford to let Katie become fully obsessed with Becky. He need to up his game to keep Katie interested in him, and hopefully make Becky jealous in the process.

"You are looking incredible this morning Katie," Brent said to break the ice. "You must have slept great after that work out last night." Brent smiled at his daughter and curled his arms in a mock muscleman pose. Even though he was joking around, he made sure his biceps rippled for his girls. "You know I love working out too. You should come down to the basement and do it with me sometime. After you and I get done, I guarantee you'll be too sore to walk."

Katie looked over at her dad as he stood up to continue his mock posing while prancing around the table. He slid over behind Becky, clamped his hands on her shoulders, and suddenly bent forward to plant a fatherly kiss on her cheek. Becky tried to shrug him off, but he only switched to the other side to plant another kiss. Brent stood back up, casually letting his groin slide against Becky's back as he spoke again.

"Maybe you could join us Becky. You need to keep in shape for track season. You sounded a little out of breath yourself last night when I had you guys on the phone." He slid his dick across her shoulder as he turned to walk toward Katie. "Say, you guys never did say what kind of workout you were doing."

Brent walked over to Katie and sat beside her while he awaited Becky's answer. He leaned over and gave Kate a gentle peck on the cheek as he slid his arm around her shoulders. He rested his head against Katie's, waiting for Becky to speak.

Relenting, she said, "Oh you know dad, it was like one of those high intensity workouts. It was just a lot of bouncing around really. I'm sure you've watched us do it before."

"Have I?" Brent mused mockingly. He slid his arm from around Katie's shoulders and let his hand rest on her neck. He began to ripple his fingers and thumb against her skin, occasionally sinking deeper into the muscle hidden under her smooth, soft flesh. "I don't know that I've seen you guys doing anything that makes you that winded. I'd love to see you guys in action sometime. Say Katie, if you're sore from that workout, you should let me massage that ache away. I can rub it right out for you."

Katie looked up into her dad's eyes while he stroked her neck with his warm fingers. Images from the TV of that girl begging her daddy to fuck her filled Katie's mind. She also remembered that the movies she had been watching actually belonged to the man now caressing her skin. Becky had been filling her head with dirty thoughts of daddy fucking her. Now that's all I think about, thought Katie as she melted into the gentle massage. That and letting Becky make me cum, she corrected herself.

"I think that would be great dad. I am pretty sore, but I have to get to the game," Katie sighed reluctantly. Brightening, she added, "You know what though? Playing all day might loosen me up a little at first, but by the time I get home, I know I'm going to be feeling it. Maybe you can stretch me out tonight daddy?"

Katie leaned into her dad's shoulder, sighing against him as she caught Becky's eye with a wink. Becky and Brent had the same thought at the same time: That week without mom can't get here soon enough.

...

Kat had to stay in bed due to her massive hangover. She insisted that she also had a bit of food poisoning even though Brent had shared bites off of most of her dishes. She told Brent that she would be spending the day in bed, but he could check up on her every few hours. With that she waved him out of their room without any "I love you" or mention of the passionate night they had shared. She never even came down to wish Katie good luck as the rest of the family made their way out the door.

Brent decided that he would do his best to be a good dad for the rest of the day. He told Katie, who was disappointed that mom wasn't coming, that he would cheer loud enough for two parents. He and Becky drove with Katie to her tournament, where he did indeed cheer and clap for his daughter and her team all day long. Becky remained cold to him for the first hour, but his silly chants and cheers eventually made her smile. As Katie started her second match of the day, Becky scooted up to her dad on the bleacher seats and spoke for the first time that day.

"So you're going to stretch her out tonight big guy?"

"That's the plan Stan. You want to help out I hope. I think we still need to wait for mom to be gone before we go too far, but damn she is so hot. Look at her out there." Brent looked over at Becky, who was still watching Katie hustle and dive for shots. "You're just as beautiful kiddo, just not quite as innocent. That's not a bad thing. I have to tell you that last night was güvenilir illegal bahis siteleri amazing. I knew you would come around."

Becky took a deep breath, rubbed her hands on her thighs, and exhaled with a whoosh. Without looking up at her dad, she said, "Look daddy, I feel really weird about this, but not like you think. I feel weird because..." She paused and took another deep breath while she made sure no one was sitting within earshot. Without meeting his eyes, she continued, "...because I love what's happening and I hate it at the same time. Every time I get Katie to loosen up or get her to be dirty when she's always been so sweet, it just feels so good. I love having that control over her, but I also love her because she's my sister. It's weird. But that's not the weirdest thing."

Becky paused again, taking deep breaths. She seemed to be struggling and when she did not continue, Brent reached out for Becky's hand and took it in his own.

"You sure say weird a lot pumpkin." Brent chuckled and continued, "Hey, it's OK. I know that I put you into a weird...a crazy position with Katie. Maybe I shouldn't have done that to you. I have had a lot of second thoughts about this whole thing too, but I can say that you two have grown so much closer, and not just with the sex stuff. You have been so nice to Katie, and to me and mom too. You and I have both made some choices that can't be undone, but I'm embracing mine. After last night, which I will say again was absolutely amazing, I tried to feel bad about what we did. You know what though? I couldn't. No matter how hard I have tried to feel terrible about last night, I just can't do it. It was just too incredible, just like you."

Brent kissed Becky on the top of her head as they held hands. Becky leaned into her dad's arm and let out another breath, this time in release as everything finally clicked.

"Thanks dad. That's just it though. I didn't plan on doing that last night. It just happened. For as much control over Katie that I have, I don't seem to have any control over myself around you. I love you, and I love it when you make me do dirty things. I love being helpless to stop it. I can tell myself it's only because you're blackmailing me, but I know you wouldn't ever call the cops on me, or post dirty pics of me on the web. You would never do anything to really hurt me. Even so, I just feel so fucking sexy when I'm your bitch. Last night, and this whole time I've been working on Katie for you, has made me feel so dirty and so hot at the same time. I guess I love being your slut, even if your threats are empty. Besides, I know they're only empty because you really love me, which makes you even hotter. Weird."

Brent smiled at his daughter and said, "OK, maybe I won't call the cops on you. Dirty pictures to your girlfriends though? That's definitely still happening. I've seen some of your friends." Brent rubbed his chin in mock contemplation as he continued, "Hmmm. Maybe I'll get you to make some of them your bitches. No, maybe I'll make you be their slave. Either way, just remember that you're all mine, always. I love you kiddo."

Brent's smile faded as he gently pinched Becky's chin and forced her head up to meet his gaze. "Oh Becky, you've been such a bad, bad girl for so long, and all on your own." He pinched her chin a little more forcefully as his eyes held hers for a long moment. "You're not alone anymore." He leaned in and gave his daughter a quick kiss on the lips, then whispered, "Now you're going to be bad with me."

A shuddering sob escaped Becky's chest as she snuggled against her dad. She felt at ease with him for the first time. She was totally his now. His tool to get him whatever he wanted, but a tool that was precious to him in a way no one else would ever know.

"Yes daddy."

...

After he and Becky chatted and bonded over their shared secrets for a while, Brent started thinking of new ways to move things forward. Feeling inspired by their breakfast table conversation, Brent did a quick google search on his phone and found an adult store relatively nearby. He was spending a fortune on sex toys for his his daughters, but the results had been priceless so far. He gave the girls some lunch money and told them he had to go check on mom.

Instead, while on the way to the sex shop, he texted his wife with the scores and asked how she was feeling. She responded that she was tired but starting to feel better. Brent promised her a foot massage later if she was up for it. Within about an hour, Brent made it back to the game with his purchases hidden in the back of the SUV. Other than conspiratorial whispers to Becky throughout the afternoon, Brent was the model of parenthood for the rest of the day.

They picked up some Chinese takeout on the way home, getting some won-ton soup for Kat's tender stomach. Katie's team had won three out of four games that day, so everyone was in a good mood when they walked güvenilir bahis şirketleri in the door. Kat was feeling well enough to sit at the table with the family while she sipped on the soup.

As everyone chatted about the great moves Katie and her team had pulled off in their games, Brent realized that this was the first time in a while that they had all eaten together with no phones or TV. Becky actually looked totally relaxed and happy to be at the table instead of looking for an excuse to eat in her room. Ironically, cheating on his wife with their daughters was somehow bringing them closer as a family. Brent munched an egg roll, thinking that they were all going to be getting much closer soon.

After dinner, Brent slipped back out to the SUV to bring in the new gear. He pulled Becky aside and gave her what she needed while quickly going back over their plan. She scampered up to her room with a devilish grin, while Brent checked in on Kat. She said that she was feeling much better but was exhausted. Brent handed her a glass of water and a muscle relaxer. He had about half a bottle of the strong medicine left over from when he had hurt his back last year.

"Well, why don't you take this to relax a bit. Come on down and hang out with us on the couch and Becky will give you a foot rub. She said she's been feeling bad about being so bitchy and wants to make it up to you. She got you a surprise."

"Oh really? I have noticed that the girls are getting along again. Things are almost like the old days when they were both so sweet." Kat popped the pill with a swallow of water. "I stink from sitting around all day without a wash. I'll be down after I shower."

"OK. No rush. The girls are showering too," Brent said as he changed clothes. He went with a tight fitting t-shirt that accentuated his chest and a pair of soft cotton sleep shorts, almost like boxers, but longer and slightly thicker. He intentionally wore no underwear. He tossed a sweatshirt over his shoulder in case he had to hide the erection that he knew he would soon be sporting.

Unless things went absolutely perfectly tonight, Brent planned to wait for Kat to leave town at the end of the month before he tried to have any actual sex with the girls. Last night's blow job had been welcome, but unplanned, not to mention foolish. He could have easily gotten busted with all the noise Katie was making. That girl just couldn't keep quiet. He still had to take it slow with Kat around. On the other hand, taking risks was part of the fun, especially for Becky. Brent knew that tonight would be a bit of a gamble, but you couldn't win the game if you never placed a bet. Besides, he remembered how those pills had affected him. A tank could have driven over him and he wouldn't have noticed.

...

As Brent settled into his easy chair, he pulled out the burner and ear bud, tuning in to his favorite channel: the girls' bedroom. Becky appeared to be finishing her discussion with Katie about tonight's events while they finished dressing. Becky had on the satin top and shorts that she had bought with Brent's card. She was going to wear it in front of Kat to see if she said anything. Becky told Katie to wear her nearly identical outfit but forbade her from wearing panties under the satiny shorts.

"Why can't I wear panties?"

"Well, you have been telling daddy how sore you are all day. This morning he said he was going to massage you, or stretch you out as you put it. So? Just go down there and tell him you want that massage."

"OK but then what? Won't mom be down there? And what if he thinks it's wrong?"

"What? It's just an innocent back rub from your dad. How is that wrong?" Becky asked mockingly. "Besides, he won't know what's really going on and neither will mom."

Katie gave her sister a questioning look. "Why? What will be going on?"

Becky gave her sister a dirty smile. "Have you ever heard of a Whispering Rabbit?" When Kate shook her head, Becky continued, " Well, let's just say that its slogan is 'Cum Along Quietly'."

Becky pulled out a small, pink, egg shaped vibrator, holding it up by its string. "You are going to slip this into your pussy before we go downstairs. I have this little remote that controls it. While daddy is giving you a perfectly normal back rub, I will be making you cum in your shorts."

Becky walked over to stand in front of her sister. "That's assuming you want it to be a normal back rub." She bent down and pulled out Katie's waistband, dropping the oval bullet inside while she kissed Katie on the mouth. "Now it gets its name from being pretty quiet. What about you though sis? Can you cum quietly right in front of mommy? Can you cum in daddy's arms without him noticing? Or do you want him to notice?"

Becky pecked Katie on the lips after each question, letting her lips linger after the last one. Becky slid her hand into Katie's shorts while they kissed. She rubbed the bullet up and down Katie's slit, finding it already soaked.

"Oh, you're already so wet. I guess I know the answer then," Becky whispered as she slipped the egg into Katie's creamy hole. She slid her finger back out and brought it to her lips. "Mmmm. Katie, you taste as good as you look. If daddy won't fuck you tonight, I will."