Roy had to work the next day, and his daughters got up early to fix him a big breakfast. Sandy thought he looked especially happy and enthusiastic that morning, and she wondered if he was falling in love with Chris, but she didn't dare ask. She wasn't even supposed to know about his girlfriends.
"You girls are terrific," Roy said as he kissed them goodbye. "I'm gonna get fat if you keep feeding me like that."
"We've got a great dinner planned, too, Daddy," Molly said. "Will you be home at the usual time?"
Roy reddened slightly and said, "Yeah, honey, but I'm gonna have to eat and run. I'm, uh, going out for a while tonight."
"Okay, Daddy," Molly said, while she and Sandy tried to keep a straight face.
When he was gone, they burst into giggles. "He just has to be seeing Chris again," Sandy said.
"Yeah, and we know why," Molly laughed. "Wow, I hope he brings her home again."
"Me, too," Sandy said. "We've still got a lot to learn."
"I just wish we had a boy to learn it with," Molly sighed.
"Well, forget about that," Sandy said as they headed for the kitchen to wash the dishes. "You know Daddy won't let us date till we're twenty-one."
"But we'll be old hags by then," Molly moaned. "I'm not gonna stand for it, Sis. I'm gonna find a boy one way or another, and I'm gonna get it on with him."
"Oh, Molly, don't be silly," Sandy said, "Daddy'll never let you do that."
"Well, I'll think of a way," Molly said determinedly.
Secretly Sandy wished she would. If anybody could do it, it would be Molly. She had nerve, and she was good at getting her way. But this time it seemed possible. Daddy would never even let them near a boy, let alone allow them to fuck one. Sandy was dying to experience sex for herself, but she resigned herself to waiting till she was twenty-one.
The sisters cleaned the house and shopped for dinner, getting through all of it as fast as they could. Then they raced upstairs and dragged out the heavy illustrated book on sex. For the next four hours they sat on Sandy's bed and read. They had eye strain by the time they finished, but they'd completed the book. They had all the information they could possibly get about sex – yet somehow something was missing.
"I think you have to do it yourself to know what it's really, like," Sandy concluded.
"Really," Molly replied, "and that's why I'm gonna find myself a guy to do it with."
Sandy was going to tell her again how unrealistic that idea was, but at that moment Daddy arrived home, from work. Once discovered the forbidden book was carefully hidden under Sandy's bed, and the girls trooped downstairs to greet their dad. It wasn't until several hours later that they were able to get back to the book, reviewing some of the illustrations.
"These are just diagrams," Sandy sighed. "They don't really tell you what anything looks like."
That was for sure. The sterile black-and-white line drawing of a penis didn't look a thing like their memory of Daddy's enormous blue-veined prick. The book had served its purpose, but there was a lot more the girls needed to know, and it wouldn't be found in any book. Molly and Sandy were discussing their problem when they heard a car pull up in the driveway. Molly ran to the window and looked out.
"Hide the book," she said, "it's Daddy. And he's got Chris with him."
"Oh, far out!" Sandy cried.
Roy was home a little earlier than last night, and he came right upstairs to check on the girls. He and Chris couldn't get it on at her place, because of her roommates, so they had to come here. But Roy wasn't going to take a chance on his daughters being exposed to a love-making scene. He tapped lightly on their bedroom door, then opened it quietly and stuck his hands in. The room was dark, both girls in bed and breathing quietly.
Reassured that he and Chris would have privacy, he closed the door and went downstairs. Sandy and Molly counted to a hundred, then crept out of their beds and followed. They settled down on the stairs and watched as Roy mixed drinks for himself and Chris. Chris was looking even more beautiful tonight, the girls decided, in a cherry-red sleeveless dancing dress that was cut practically to her belly button. Both girls envied the young nurse's spectacularly large yet firm tits.
Chris sat down on the couch, kicked off her shoes, and put her feet up on the coffee table. The slit skirt of her dress slipped aside, revealing her nice long legs almost to her crotch. "Ow," she laughed, "I think I did too much dancing."
"Maybe this will help," Roy said, handing her a martini. "Sorry about the sore feet, but I hope you had a good time otherwise."
"I had a terrific time, Roy," Chris smiled. "I always have a great time with you."
Roy slid onto the couch beside her and moved up close. "I'm glad you feel that way, Chris," he said. "You know, I'm getting pretty damned fond of you."
He kissed her, a long sensuous tongue-kiss, and Molly and Sandy looked at each other excitedly. They really liked Chris, even though they'd never been introduced to her, and she seemed to make their dad very happy. She sounded like the ideal choice for his second wife and their stepmother. But they couldn't tell Daddy that, because then he'd know they'd been spying. That really put them in a bind, because they wanted him to know how much they liked Chris.
But there was nothing they could do about that problem right now. They could only sit there silently and watch – and that was a real turn-on. As Roy kissed Chris, his hand strayed down off her shoulder and cupped a big ripe tit, squeezing it through her clothes. Chris responded by sliding her hand over Roy's crotch and squeezing his swelling cock. When they finally came up for air, they were both flushed and hot-eyed.
"Roy, you brute," Chris teased, "you're wrinkling my dress."
Roy took the hint. "Gee, I wouldn't wanta do that," he answered. "Maybe we better take it off."
"Oh, Roy," Chris purred, "you're so thoughtful."
The dress was held up only by one little string, and Roy quickly untied it. Chris stood up, and the dress slithered to the floor. As usual, she wasn't wearing a bra. Her thrusting tits were capped with big light pink nipples, and they quivered slightly with her movements. All she had on now was a tiny pair of red lace bikini panties.
Roy was staring at the nearly naked young nurse and thinking what a fantastic body she had, probably the best he'd ever seen. Chris was just about everything he wanted in a woman, gorgeous and sexy, bright and warm. With a lusty growl he seized the waistband of her panties and tugged the little garment down. Christ stepped out of her puddled clothes, and Roy cupped her pert ass and pulled her close, burying his face in her glossy black bush.
Chris ran her fingers through his hair, but as he began to ease her legs apart, she said, "Uh, no tasting the merchandise, at least not till you take off your clothes, too."
"Oh, sorry about that," Roy laughed, "I got carried away and forgot."
Molly and Sandy shivered expectantly as their handsome father stood up and began to undress. Chris helped him, of course. The lovely brunette seemed to have a helpless attraction to his cock. She got his pants open fast and tugged them down, and then she was going for his jockey shorts, peeling them down over his bloated cock. From the shadows of the stairway his two teenaged daughters gazed longingly at the blue-veined slab of meat.
"Oh, wow, I wish I could touch it," Molly sighed.
"Me, too," Sandy said wistfully, "but we better be quiet."
Chris made short work of his clothes, and when he was naked he pulled her to him and gave her another hot tongue-kiss. Chris wantonly rubbed her warm soft muff against his engorged cock, and he in turn cupped her ass and squeezed it. It all looked so exciting, Sandy and Molly began to squirm with lust. Then Daddy broke the kiss and once more slid to his knees before the tall leggy brunette. He folded back the raven-black fur of her bush and exposed the bright red lump of her clit.
"Mmmmmmm, looks good enough to eat," he grinned.
Sandy and Molly exchanged puzzled looks, not really understanding what he was talking about. But they soon got the picture. Roy stuck out his big hot tongue and began to lash it up and down over Chris' cream-beaded joy button. Chris gasped and gave a convulsive shudder, then clutched his broad shoulders as she grew dizzy with pleasure.
"Ooooooo, Roy, that's so good," she moaned, "I just love that, honey."
Sandy felt a hot spurt of cream from her virgin cunt as she imagined being in Chris' place. It would just have to feel terrific. Daddy's big tongue would be hot and juicy and firm on the most sensitive organ of her body. Sandy ached to have that experience, and she felt a sudden wild urge to play with herself. But of course she couldn't take the risk right now. If she got carried away and squealed and moaned, Daddy and Chris would discover her spying.
Molly was having similar problems as she watched her dad whip his juicy red tongue over Chris' joy button. It was easy to imagine how great that would feel, and she creamed like crazy just thinking about it. Like her sister, she ached to reach up under her nightie and play with herself, but she figured it was just too risky. She'd watch this scene to its conclusion, then race for her bed and get herself off.
"Unnnnnnn, Roy, I love it, I just love it," Chris was whimpering.
She was clutching his shoulders and letting her body sway back a little, her thighs parted. Her long black hair swung heavily as her head lolled back. Her eyes were glazed with lust, her nipples stiff with arousal. Roy's head bobbed up and down as he lashed his wet tongue over her ultrasensitive clit, and his daughters could hear the obscene slurping and snorting noises he was making as he ate his girlfriend's pussy.
"Ahhhhhh, honey, don't ever stop," Chris moaned.
This sure was different from the book they'd read, Sandy thought. There'd been a whole chapter on oral sex, but it had sounded so dry and clinical, they hadn't really understood how much fun it could be. Now they were getting a real illustration of what oral sex was all about, and they could hardly wait to try it for themselves. Sandy squirmed with longing as she imagined a boy's fever-hot tongue whipping her greedy joy button. She glanced over and saw that her kid sister was squirming, too.
"Ohhhhh, God, Roy, I can't take much more," Chris was sobbing.
The lovely young nurse was swaying with pleasure, almost falling over, and thick streams of pussy juice were gushing down her inner thighs. Roy got a firm grip on her ass and pulled hard against his face. His lips were hidden by the dark fur of her bush, but the loud wet sucking noises told the girls what he was doing to her. As he sucked her off, Chris screamed in ecstasy.
"Ahhhhhh, shit, yesssss," she cried.
Sandy and Molly smothered giggles. They were never allowed to use words like "shit". Daddy had a fit if they ever cussed. But he certainly wasn't scolding Chris. He was sucking like crazy on her throbbing joy button, and she was wailing her pleasure and using quite a few forbidden words. Then all of a sudden she stiffened. She remained frozen for a second, and then her body began to convulse.
"Unnnnnnnh, fuck, baby, you're making me come!" she yelled.
She swayed and shook so hard as she climaxed that Roy had to jump to his feet and hold her to keep from toppling over. Rivers of molten cream flooded from her cunt and gushed down her legs. Molly and Sandy once more fought the urge to masturbate as they watched. Both girls were aching to have a big relieving orgasm like Chris was having, but they realized they'd just have to wait till they were in the privacy of their own room.
Chris finally stopped convulsing and looked up at Roy a little sheepishly. "Wow, I sure made enough noise," she said. "I hope I didn't wake up your kids. Maybe you better go check."
"No problem," Roy grinned, "I checked them when we got here, and they were asleep. And once those two are asleep, they're out till morning. So let's you and me get more comfortable."
He eased her down on the couch, bending and spreading her legs, exposing the whole juicy red line of her slit. He went belly-down between her legs and brought his face right up to her steaming pussy. Molly and Sandy writhed with horniness as they watched him stick out his tongue and tickle it all over Chris' cream-beaded gash. Chris gurgled with excitement and fed him rush after rush of thick pearly cream from her tiny cunt mouth.
"Mmmmmmm, you're making me so greedy, Roy," she giggled, "I really feel like I wanta get off again."
"Specialty of the house," Roy leered.
He stuck his long tongue out all the way, made it stiff, and then crammed it hard up Chris' cunt. "Ohhhhhh, God, yessss," she wailed, "give it all to me, honey, fuck me with your tongue!"
Sandy felt her own molten pussy cream soaking through the nightgown beneath her. Last night after everything had quieted down, she'd tried working a stiff finger into her virgin cunt, and it had felt great. She'd gotten herself off like crazy with less than a minute of stroking. So it wasn't hard to imagine how terrific it would feel to have a guy's hot slippery tongue doing the job.
Molly, too, ached with envy and horniness as she watched her dad hammering his stiff tongue in and out of Chris' cunt. Last night she'd discovered a new way to masturbate, jerking her stiff finger in her untried twat, using it just like a tiny cock. It had felt fantastic, but she was sure a man's wet thick tongue would feel even better. She would have given anything just now to be in Chris' place, her lusty box reamed and crammed by Daddy's slippery long tongue.
"Ahhhhh, yeah, baby, you're gonna make we come," Chris was moaning.
Her pretty face was distorted into a lusty grimace as Roy's pistoning tongue drove her higher and higher toward climax. The red-hot friction between tongue and gripping cunt was delicious. Pleasure built and built in her pussy till she just couldn't contain it any more. It exploded deep in her cunt and radiated out to engulf her whole body.
"You did it, Roy, I'm coming!" she wailed. "Ohhhhhhhh, shit, am I coming!"
Molly and Sandy whimpered faintly as they watched Chris having a body-wracking orgasm for the second time that evening. Both girls were wriggling with horniness by now. They ached to run to their room and beat off, yet they didn't want to miss a second of the exciting action between their dad and his date. It was torture watching Chris get that hot relief, while they had to just sit there and squirm.
"Mmmmmmm, Roy, that was marvelous," Chris gurgled, "but can't I do something for you now?"
"You sure can, baby," Roy leered. "Roll over for me, okay?"
"Woof, woof," Chris laughed.
She rolled onto her hands and knees, thrusting her luscious ass in his direction. He rose to his knees, and his daughters stared in lusty fascination at his belly-hugging hard-on. His cock was enormously engorged and drooling thick rivers of cream. He fisted it and drew it down to rub over Chris' juicy pussy. Then he socked the fat purple head of his prick between her swollen pussy lips.
"Yesssss," she hissed, shivering with need, "stick it in me, Roy."
Grinning broadly, Roy shoved hard and buried his cock right to his balls in her sizzling fuck hole. She took it with a hoarse moan of ecstasy, and he felt her molten juice soaking his meat. Grasping her curvy hips, he began to piston his cock into her, fucking her hard. He was just too insanely aroused to be slow and gentle. But Chris didn't seem to mind his roughness. She clawed the couch and gurgled with pleasure.
"That's it, baby," she cried hoarsely, "fuck my pussy good and hard."
On the stairs Molly and Sandy sat breathless with excitement. In the doggy position they could see very clearly what was happening. They could watch their dad's wrist-thick boner pistoning in and out of Chris' cunt, dripping with her cream. Now they could really see what fucking was all about. It looked a little scary, but very very exciting.
"Oh, wow, I just have to try it," Molly moaned.
"Sssshhhh," Sandy warned.
They could hear the lewd sucking noise Roy's cock was making as it reamed the hot juice from Chris' gripping cunt. Chris was moaning steadily now as she took the steel stiff meat, and she was clawing the couch and creaming like crazy, the hot juice overflowing her cunt and dribbling down her thighs. She had her eyes screwed shut in ecstasy as Roy's pile-driving cock drove her to the brink of another orgasm.
"Roy, I'm gonna come," she gasped.
"I'm gonna come with you," he groaned. "Ahhhhhh, fuckin' shit, yeah, aaahhhh!"
"Ooooo, shit, waaahhhh!" Chris howled, his steaming load of jizz triggered her orgasm.
Molly and Sandy knew the show was over, and they snuck back to their bedroom. They got into their prim twin beds and, without another word, pulled up their nightgowns and started beating off. It was obviously the only thing to do. Two stiff fingers worked like crazy in two lust-inflamed virginal cunts, and the room echoed with squeals and moans and hot panting. The two sisters were so horny, it took them only moments to get off.
"Oooooo, shit, ooooooh!" Molly squealed as she came.
"Ahhhhhh, yeah, whaaahhhhh!" Sandy moaned.
That was a relief. But their longing was far from over. "I'm gonna find a guy to fuck, if it's the last thing I ever do," Molly vowed as they were falling asleep.
"Forget it," Sandy sighed, "No way Daddy watches us, you don't stand a chance."