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Welcome to part 3. Around 8,000 words, should be around 3 pages.
This was going to be the introduction into the continuation of day 2 with all the girls around the pool, except it ended up at 8000 words! So I've decided to publish this as a standalone chapter. The outcome of this is that it lacks the lesbian piss play that is at the heart of this story. Ch4 is not very far behind and normal service is resumed in that chapter ;-).
I was helped with this story by UAlbanyGirl518 and I'm grateful for that help. Also, if you like my stuff, you should check her out, super hot stories.
As always, everyone in this story is over the age of 18.
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I drew back the curtains on another spectacular day. The sky was clear, the sun was already strong and warm, and the day promised much adventure. As I gazed into the azure blueness of the pool below, I was practically giddy with anticipation.
I knew today would be the day that we fucked, we'd pretty much promised that to each other with last night's kisses, but I wanted more. I needed them to see our piss play as something more than just a prelude to sex, to see it as more than just titillation. I wanted them to see it as something sensual in its own right. I also needed to find a way to make Amy's fantasies come true. I'd figured that getting Zoe's tongue into Amy's cunt would probably be easy enough, as long as Amy was right about her friend being bisexual, but I had no idea how Charms would react to the idea of tongue fucking my daughter's ass.
I had never given what we were doing a name before, but suddenly the word 'harem' forced its way into my thoughts. The idea of having my private harem of young women, ready to satisfy Amy's desires and mine, had my cock twitching at what the day might bring.
As I entered the kitchen, Amy met me with a smile so broad that it warmed my heart.
"Morning Daddy," she chimed when she saw me.
Last night she'd shared some pretty filthy lesbian fantasies before I'd shot my load down her throat. I had wondered whether that would cause any awkwardness between us but, judging from that smile and her welcome, I didn't have anything to worry about.
"Morning baby," I replied with a smile that attempted to match the warmth of hers.
She nodded towards the kettle. "Coffee?"
"Please," I replied, as I stretched my morning muscles.
I couldn't help but notice that as I stretched her eyes drifted from my face to my exposed abs and then lower. Her eyes seemed to follow my every move which was good because I found myself checking her out too. She was still wearing the thigh-length nightdress and, as she stretched to get the coffee from the top shelf, it rode up exposing the glorious rounds of her soft ass. I couldn't see any panties and wondered whether that was some kind of invitation but, before I could do anything about it, she was back on her heels and talking about the day to come.
She tilted her head towards the pool. "It's beautiful out there."
"Yep. It looks like it's going to be another warm one," I replied as I sipped on my coffee.
"You going to fuck them today?"
The boldness and ease with which she asked the question nearly had me spluttering in my coffee. However, I was determined that this should seem like the most natural thing in the world, not some weird shit her dad was pulling, so I gave her a nonchalant shrug as I answered.
"Yes, well, I hope so."
She laughed. "I don't think you need to hope. We were texting last night, and they are definitely up for it."
"Up for what?"
A slight grin formed on the corners of her mouth and she gave me a quizzical look that told me she thought I was being dense.
"Up for fucking your brains out."
"Jeez! They told you that?"
Her head tilted cutely as she considered how much to tell me. "They asked for my permission really."
"Really, why would they do that?"
"Well, it was more about timing. They wanted to know whether they should wait until I go to uni. They wanted to know whether I'd be upset watching them fuck you."
It was my turn to laugh. "They don't know you very well, do they?"
"Not at all Daddy, no," she giggled in return, "But do you remember when I asked you to be careful? Not to fuck this up?"
"Yep," I answered with a nod.
"Well, I don't think you can."
"Can what?"
"Fuck this up."
"What do you mean? You're confusing me now Amy. I thought you wanted to go slow so we didn't scare them off?"
"Well..." she drawled, "I did say that you're right. But, from what I can see, they're pretty much up for anything. I don't think we're going to scare them off, Daddy. I think they're up for pretty much anything you want."
That had my head spinning and I disbelievingly shook my head as I processed her words.
"How do you know that?" I eventually managed to ask, still not quite comprehending how she could be so certain.
She offered me her phone. şişli escort "Here, have a look."
I scanned last night's exchanges between Amy and the girls. It was full of them egging each other on and daring each other to go further with Amy occasionally encouraging or enabling their desires.
"Can I have a proper read?" I asked, tipping my head towards the phone.
"Knock yourself out," she said with an expectant smile.
As I read their chat, many of the concerns and worries about what we were doing were lifted. It was clear from the conversation that this wasn't just something they felt they were being coerced into doing. This wasn't just about the continued use of my pool whilst wearing expensive swimsuits, or drinking champagne rather than beer. This was something they wanted to do and were excited to do. They admitted to enjoying pissing for me, talked about the size of my cock, bragged about who was going to make me cum the hardest, and whose pussy would be the tightest. They even discussed whether I would want to watch them 'lez it up', I chuckled when I read Amy's reply to that; 'I don't think there are many men that wouldn't want to see that!' They both replied with tongues and laughing emojis.
However, the bit that truly caught my eye was a little exchange towards the end
Z: I saw your eyes, you loved sucking his cock, I bet you're thinking about it now you slut (aubergine emoji)
C: yeah, of course, I loved his proper man cock. But you loved him, I could see it, you want Alan to be your daddy.
Z: yeah well, you want him to be your sugar daddy (tongue emoji)
C: 100%
A: You two know he has enough sugar and cream for both of you, right?
C: We will see, Momma needs lots of cream. I'm just glad I saved myself for him.
Z: Save yourself! WTF.
C: Okay, I'm not a virgin. But in comparison to you, I nearly am.
Z: That's true, but you don't live with four brothers, do you?
C: I sometimes wish I did.
Z: you're welcome to come and help mum and me out at any time you like.
C: yuck no!
A: same. Teenage boys, not going back there again, you're on your own.
As I handed Amy the phone back I was grinning with shock and excitement.
"Zoe? Her brothers? Her mother?" I asked, picturing what that fuck fest must look like.
"Apparently," she said with a shrug. "So," she said with a wry smile, "I'll ask again. Are you going to fuck them?"
I glanced down at the phone again and scanned a few excerpts from the chat. Then I turned back to Amy and practically growled my response. "Fuck yes!"
Amy smiled and nodded approvingly. "Good! And you're going to let me watch aren't you?"
I smiled as I realised just what a deviant daughter I'd somehow managed to raise.
"Yes, you can watch," I chuckled.
"But Amy, what about you? How are we going to get you that double pole tongue fucking you showed me last night?"
She blushed a little at my boldness. "I'm not sure. I don't want to scare them off," she answered a little melancholy, "Maybe we should just stick to you fucking them and I'll see what I can pull at university. I mean, we don't even know if they fancy me, do we, and I don't want to spoil things for you?"
I smiled warmly as I looked her up and down and my eyes took in all of my daughter's beauty, her sensuality. As beautiful as she was, it was her humility that made her so adorable. She was perhaps the most beautiful girl I'd ever seen, little teen titties that were unlikely to get much bigger, a taut body, a fine butt, and that adorable face and doey eyes. But, as sexy as she was, she didn't seem to understand that herself, didn't seem to know that everyone who saw her wanted to fuck her. I loved that about her.
"Any, I don't think you will have any problems with them wanting you," I said encouragingly. "Judging from those texts it's just a matter of them knowing that they can, rather than us worrying about whether they want to."
She gave a side-mouthed smile and a shrug. "Let's see what happens then."
The doorbell interrupted our conversation and I flashed Amy an expectant look.
"Are you going to let them in?" I asked with a wink.
She smiled and nodded as she dashed to the door.
The conversation with Amy, reading their texts, realising that the girls really wanted this as much as I did, had all conspired to get my engine ticking over nicely, and, as soon as I actually saw them, it went into overdrive. It wasn't that they were dressed particularly sexily, it's just that I realised I had a proper crush on these two beautiful young women. They were my crush, my obsession, the objects of my desires, and, now I knew they felt the same, my heart and my cock exploded with love and lust.
They walked into the kitchen giggling as girls do but they stopped in their tracks as soon as they saw me. The power of my stare, the hunger in my eyes, held them like rabbits in the headlights.
"Morning Alan," they said, their voices mecidiyeköy escort tinged with nervous expectation.
"Morning," I replied, my voice thick with desire.
They stood stock still as I hungrily took in their magnificence. Their teen titties wrapped in tight tee shirts, their long legs and sexes painted with spray on yoga bottoms that had transparent panels, hinting at the perfect skin beneath.
I rose from my stool and strode towards them, their attraction almost magnetic.
Zoey first.
I closed the gap until there was nothing between us. As soon as she realised what was happening her eyes widened and she stared up at me expectantly. Her breaths were shallow, nervous gasps as she waited for me to make the first move. My breaths were deep and passionate, and my eyes burnt bright with lust for this young girl.
I pulled her to me, her tight, lean body pressed stiffly to mine. I kissed her and she instantly responded. Our tongues danced, our breaths entwined, and she softened against me, pressing her sex against mine. Our moans fed our passions. Wanks and blow jobs are great, but at that moment I needed to fuck something wet and warm and tight and young. My hands went to her ass and I pulled her close. My cock practically vibrated with the power and strength of my need. Her eyes fluttered and closed as she gave herself to me.
That kiss was passionate and wet and noisy. It made promises on both our behalves. It promised that today we would become lovers. Today we would do all the things we had been fantasising about, today we would fuck. Breathlessly she steadied herself against the countertop. Her deep brown eyes gazed into mine, held my stare, they were sultry and smokey, and told me she was ready. Told me that she was more than ready, she wanted this, wanted me, wanted to be fucked, wanted to be taken.
I turned my attention to Charms next.
My gaze drifted to Charms and as soon as she knew she had my full attention she smiled. A smile so beautiful, so sexy, so sultry, it told me that she was every bit as ready to fuck as Zoe was.
But Charms is different from Zoe; no one "takes" Charms. If she likes you, and she wants you, and she thinks you're worthy, she will "give" herself, but only when she is ready. That smile told me she was ready, ready to fuck, but, unlike Zoe, she didn't need me to make the first move. Sexily she walked toward me, closing the gap between us. Holding my gaze she brought her lips close to mine and then stopped, stopping long enough to create an aching need in my chest.
All I could hear was her quivering breath. All I could see were the pools of lust revealed by her deep, deep stare. All I could feel was the warmth from her tight body pressed to mine. All I could smell was the freshness of her perfume and the imagined heady scent emanating from her young snatch.
That aching need to be with her grew until I felt like my chest might collapse in on itself. Grew until the denial felt physically painful. Grew until I could resist no more. I closed that gap between us, pressed my lips to hers and we kissed, her eyes softened and fluttered as her lips parted to allow me entry. As my tongue met hers and our saliva mingled, that was the salve that washed away any last remnants of distance, of aloofness. She pulled me so tight, kissed me so hard, and pressed her tits and sex so tightly into me, that there was no doubt she wanted this as much as I did. She writhed against me, her tits smashed to my chest, her nipples poked at my rib cage, and she rhythmically bumped her sex against my straining member; her passions were as inflamed as my cock. My hands went to her gloriously firm buttocks and I matched her rhythm as I bumped back. If it wasn't for our clothes we would be fucking and we both knew that, both wanted that.
We parted, her breath quivered, her chest heaved, her eyes burnt and her nostrils flared, I hoped that I looked every bit as lust-crazed as she did.
All three of us just stared at each other, anticipation building.
It was Zoe that broke the silence first. "Shall we put the swimsuits on Alan?" she whispered.
Slowly I shook my head. "No need for those today, Zoe." I said as my eyes roamed their bodies letting them know precisely what I meant.
I shucked off my shorts and top exposing my nakedness and stood tall and proud. So proud that my member pointed towards my chin. At that moment, I felt wild, like an animal, like a lion, the head of his pride, his brood, his harem. My heart thumped and my chest expanded as they hungrily looked me over, all three of them. My thumping heart managed to squeeze another ounce of blood into my engorged member as their gaze dropped to below my waist and Zoe involuntarily licked her lips.
I bathed my nakedness in their stares as we let the anticipation build.
My eyes drifted to their chests. Tight yoga-style tops, Charms' bright pink, Zoe's lime green, both cut off just below their breasts to highlight their tight abdomens istanbul escort and perfect teen titties. I tilted my head to let them know it was time to remove them and they complied. I didn't think it was possible but, as soon as their titties were exposed, my cock hardened a little more.
My eyes drifted to the delta between their legs. I gazed at them for a moment, just letting the anticipation build a little, imagining the delights beneath that tight lycra, before I gave them a nodded instruction to take them off.
They slipped them down their legs as sexily as one can remove lycra leggings. I found myself smiling as I wondered how many "moments" like this have been ruined by someone struggling to get naked. However, those musings were dispelled immediately when they both stood up to reveal their youthful beauty.
Magnificence. Sheer naked, teen, magnificence. God, they were beautiful. I know I've said that before, and let's be honest, they were practically naked yesterday, but this is different. This is nakedness as a prelude to sex, there is nothing better. Nothing better than partners exposing themselves to each other. That naked display as the anticipation builds. That naked display as you imagine what it is going to be like to bring your sexes together. To enter and be entered. To stretch and writhe and contort and connect as one.
I stared at their pinched waists, rounded hips, small tits, and long legs. I watched as their stares dropped to my cock before my gaze went to their sexes. I wondered how wet they were, how tight they would be, it was clear that they weren't virgins, but they were young, and I was well endowed.
Charms' eyes met mine. "You're so big," she gulped. That earlier bravado, that cockiness, was gone. Suddenly she looked her age, her relative lack of experience meant her face was painted with worry and concern as she wondered what it would be like to "take" me.
Zoe moved to Charms' side and wrapped her arm around her waist. She reassuringly whispered into Charms' ear, "It's okay baby. Tight pussies like ours will stretch to take big cocks like that. Trust me I know." She gave Charms a reassuring squeeze of encouragement.
Without breaking eye contact with me, Charms nodded acceptance of her friend's advice.
It was Amy who spoke next. "Daddy, Do I need to wear my swimsuit today," she whispered softly.
My eyes drifted to Amy, the only person left in the room wearing clothes, and I gave her a warm smile. "No baby. Not today. Not if you don't want to."
That thought, that idea, the idea that Amy would join us in our nakedness caused Charms' and Zoe's lust to explode. Any reticence, and nervousness were gone. They threw themselves on me. Lips, tongues, hands, kisses, caresses. I found myself in a passionate three-way kiss. Their naked warmth pressed to mine, their legs straddled mine as their wet cunts sought contact with my thighs. Their hands explored my cock their lips caressed my neck, their passions entwined with mine.
My eyes drifted to Amy and when she saw that she had my attention she lifted her nightshirt over her head. I stifled the groan, the groan that would have told my soon-to-be lovers how turned on I was at the sight of my naked daughter. But Amy could see me, she didn't need for me to make a sound, she could see it in my eyes and the reaction of my cock, she could hear it in my breath.
She stood there naked, vulnerable, beautiful. Her tiny titties heaving, her jewel-like nipples straining, her chest flushed with excitement, her pussy exposed. I yearned for her to be part of this, to be with us, but we both knew that would have to wait.
I pulled myself away slightly, creating a gap between the two girls that were hanging off my body, with my strong arms wrapped around their waist, manoeuvred them to face each other.
Their eyes met, there was a moment's hesitation, but only a moment, they knew what I wanted, they wanted it too. Their lips found each other's, their tits smashed together, and they hummed their lust for each other. This was not the first time they'd done this, it was obvious that they were practised lovers. For me, as my fantasy became reality, as these two teenage beauties embraced so passionately, I was in bliss.
My hands massaged their asses, their hands massaged my cock. My eyes hungrily stared at my daughter. She openly displayed herself to me. My hands slipped lower, my fingers tracing the valley of their ass, eliciting little gasps of expectation as the tips of my fingers brushed their tiny puckered anuses, murmurings of pleasure as I found their slits, groans of lust as I entered them.
I fingered their tight young cunts. They were steaming wet, their pussies pulsed and burnt with desire. The eroticism of the morning, the stroking of my cock, watching their lesbian kiss, all meant I was close, meant I was ready. I gently disentangled Zoe from the embrace and her eyes found mine.
"I need you," I growled.
Her eyes flashed her own passions as she acknowledged her reciprocal need. Then her face hardened as her lust overwhelmed her. She grabbed my cock and pulled me close.
"You ready to fuck me now?"
I snorted my reply. "Yes."
"You gonna fill my little cunt with this big cock?"