"Daddy!" the twins cried in unison, sitting up. Their faces went red.
Bob strode into the room. He took hold of his gun and started to pull it out, but suddenly the twins jumped up and ran to him. Each grabbed an arm and a leg, momentarily immobilizing the big man.
"Out the window, Nick!" Becky shouted, and the boy went out head-first.
His cock, still erect, caught on the sill and almost broke off, which reminded him that he was still stark naked. He was also on the second floor of the big old house. Fortunately for him, it was only a short drop to the porch roof, which happened to be just beneath the twins' bedroom window. He landed hard, lay winded for a moment, then swung off the roof and down to the ground.
"Goddamn it, let go of me!" Bob Kendall was shouting, trying to shake his daughters loose. "I told that skinny little son-of-a-bitch what I'd do to him! Told him not to go swingin' that cock of his around my little girls!"
The girls broke free. Bob yanked out his gun, but Nick was gone.
"Damn it!" he said. "I'll teach him! Family or not-"
"Oh, what's the big deal, anyway, Daddy?" Betsy asked in a chirpy little voice. Neither she nor her sister was making any effort to cover up. Becky hurried to her father's side as he peered through the window.
"He didn't hurt us or anything, Daddy," she said, rubbing her bare body against her father's side. Her arms went as far as they could around Bob's massive torso. "He didn't do anything we didn't want him to do!"
"That's right, Daddy," Betsy said, coming in from the other side. "I mean, we may not be quite as innocent as you think we are."
Becky giggled. "Did you think we were real innocent when you were watching us yesterday? Or some of those other times?"
Bob turned. "What the hell are you talkin' about?"
Becky stepped back. She held one hand up to her face, as if she were staring through binoculars. The other hand she moved down to her crotch, using it to grip fiercely an imaginary cock. Licking her lips, she made her fist go up and down in a pretty good imitation of a masturbating male.
Betsy got the idea. She moved away from her father, into the center of the room. Sinking back onto the bed, she posed like a centerfold model, cupping and offering her tits, tickling the nipples with her slim fingers, stretching out her tongue to lick at the upstanding pink buds.
Her eyes sparkled with lust, and her pussy was wet and pink when she reached down to spread her pussylips. Her legs stretched out, wideopen, and she rubbed herself.
Becky made panting sounds as she gripped her imaginary binoculars and flogged her equally imaginary cock.
"Any of this look familiar, Daddy?" she asked in a teasing voice.
"You little sluts," Bob said.
"What's the matter, Daddy?" Becky asked, turning. "Have you always been so mean about our getting around boys 'cause you didn't want anybody else to have what you were craving? Oh, look, Betsy! I think Daddy's got a hard-on!"
"Bet it's not the first one we've given him," Betsy said, sitting up.
She jumped from the bed and joined her twin near their father. "Put away the gun, Daddy. That isn't what you want to shoot us with, is it?"
She took the gun from her father's hand, slipped it into the holster, and snapped the catch. Becky unhooked the gun belt and moved it out of his reach. Betsy rubbed herself up against her father's waist. Her hand caressed the hardness of his chest, then moved downward to where the lump of his hardened cock thrust at the front of his snug-fitting uniform pants.
"Mmmm, Daddy!" she purred, touching his cock-bulge. "I always figured you'd have a big one, but I never thought it would be this big!"
Stripped of everything but his T-shirt, Bob Kendall lay on the bed.
There was no room on the bed for his daughters. He was a big man.
The girls' hands played up and down the stiff standing shaft of his cock. He couldn't remember ever having been so hard, so ready. A steady ooze of pre-cum leaked from the head of his prick, and the twins fondled him, teasing his cock to the breaking point. Gasping, Bob grabbed the nearest head-it was Becky's-and pulled her face into position over his cockhead.
"Oh, Daddy!" she gasped as he thrust upward, his wet cock smearing its juicy bubbles of pre-cum onto her lips and chin. She puckered and kissed her father's cock-knob, and then her lips parted willingly and her face moved downward over his big hard cock. Bob groaned at the fulfillment of his deepest, darkest fantasies.
Becky's eyes rolled as she swallowed her daddy's cock. She knew how to suck a prick down to the balls, but she gagged before she could get his cock into her throat, and she kept on gagging and choking as she struggled to wolf him down.
"Too much for you?" Betsy asked, leaning across their father from the other side of the bed. "Let me try it."
Becky surrendered Bob's cock, and Betsy fed it into her mouth. Oh, shit, the young girl thought, gulping hard and unable to make much headway. Maybe she'd bitten off a bit more than she could suck, too!
But she was determined, and the fist-fucking session with Nick had made Betsy unbelievably horny. She closed her eyes and concentrated, and, as gradually as her cunt had expanded to make room for Nick's thrusting hand, so did her throat expand to make room for her father's cock. Her lips moved down the incredibly swollen cock-shaft, and they moved into the nest of hair that sprouted from his groin.
She held him in her mouth for what seemed an eternity, just absorbing the meaty hot taste of her father's prick. His hands were on her back and ass, squeezing, pinching, fondling, he touched her as if she were a religious object and he meant to obtain salvation through his fingers alone. Betsy began to understand the fury of the desire her father had obviously felt for her, and it excited her even more.
Becky frowned. Normally she was the one who could work magic on a cock, using her lips and tongue alone. Betsy had definitely stolen her thunder.
"I've got something good for you too, Daddy," she said, climbing up onto the narrow edge of bed not covered by his big body. She squatted down over his face and offered him her pussy.
"Real men don't eat pussy," Bob said huskily, looking up into his teen daughter's wet blonde cunt.
"No wonder you can't get a date, Daddy!" Becky cried. She pressed her cunt down onto his face.
He didn't seem to know exactly what to do with her cunt, now that it was sitting on his face, but she stirred it around, opening her cuntslit and leaking some of her delicious pussyjuice onto his lips.
She bared her clit and rubbed it across his mouth. Almost automatically, he kissed it, and Becky sighed responsively.
"Now just stick your tongue in me," she said. "It'll taste so good I'm sure you'll figure out what to do next!"
The interior of her cunt hummed with lust, but she was as tender as hell from the fist workout Nick had given her. Her daddy's tongue slid into her cunt and felt like a steel file scraping over the raw flesh.
Betsy continued to suck her father's cock. She could taste his hot cum leaking sporadically from the end of his cock. He was full of the stuff! So full he couldn't hold it all in!
Becky turned on Bob's face. Now she was looking down at Betsy, still eating their dad's prick.
"Let me try again!" she moaned, taking hold of his cock. "Please, Betsy!"
With a smile, Betsy surrendered the prick to her twin.
"Lick my asshole too, Daddy!" Becky shouted.
A moment later, she felt her father's tongue swipe tentatively across the tiny pink opening. A shiver raced through Becky's lean body. She kissed his cock and fed it back into her mouth. This time she would take him all the way. She'd show him what a real blowjob was all about.
Her lips stretched as the big hard cock entered, but he was sloppy from Betsy's drool, and Becky found herself salivating like crazy. She closed her eyes, sucking hard at his cock-knob, eating the flavor from her daddy's cock. A half-inch at a time, she deepened the thrusts of his cock into her mouth, and this time she was ready.
Her mouth worked downward, and the cock-knob eased past her gagging point, into the hot steamy hollow of her throat.
"Yes, oh, yes, baby!" she heard her father gasp between licks at her pussy, and her mouth eased farther down.
Betsy watched as the big cock disappeared into her sister's mouth. It was almost as big a thrill as taking it down her own throat. Obviously, their daddy had spent a lot more time fantasizing and thinking about fucking his twins than the twins had ever spent fantasizing about his cock, but now that his pants were off and his prick was hard, the idea of fucking with him was totally irresistible.
She went to the dresser, got a jar of Vaseline, then hurried back to the bed. Even if Becky was gonna monopolize his cock, Betsy still needed some attention, and she knew damn well her pussy was just too sore, thanks to Nick. She scooped out a load of jelly, rubbed it lovingly onto her asshole, then took one of her daddy's hands off Becky's ass.
"Gotta grease you up, Daddy," she said. His middle finger shot out straight and she dipped it into the Vaseline jar till it was coated.
Then she brought his hand down to her crotch, wincing as he fondled her cunt.
"A little farther back, Daddy!" she moaned, guiding Bob's finger to her shitter.
Bob had his tongue up Becky's ass. Obviously, he wasn't entirely a stranger to that part of a girl. He entered Betsy easily with his finger, and she purred, lifting up into the air and coming back down on her daddy's grease-slick digit. Her eyes rolled as she humped up and down on his finger, and her asshole rippled joyously.
"Ooohh, Daddy, ream my asshole!" she cried. "Maybe I'll even let you put that big cock in me, right-oooohhh, right there!"
As she enjoyed his anal masturbation, she leaned forward and let her tongue slide across Becky's firm ass. Her twin recognized the touch of Betsy's tongue, and she hummed around the cock she was eating so deeply, so furiously. Betsy licked down until her tongue met her daddy's, at the tight pink dent of Becky's shitter, and she winked at him.
"Isn't she a nasty bitch for liking anything as dirty as this?" she asked innocently, pushing the tip of her tongue up her twin's ass. Then she withdrew and left the hole open for her daddy to do the same. His finger kept fucking in and out of Betsy's asshole, and it grew looser around his bulk. His finger seemed almost as big as Nick's cock, in fact, but Betsy knew that was only an illusion.
"Watch this," she said, slipping a vaselined finger into Becky's ass.
Becky wasn't as big on asshole stuff as Betsy, but she certainly seemed to enjoy the sudden stabbing plunge of Betsy's finger. She moaned around her mouthful of cock, and she squealed a little too, and then she began to slide her ass back to meet Betsy's thrusts. "Now you try it!"
Betsy greased his finger, then steered it to her twin's ripe, ready shitter.
"Stick it in her," she said, and he gave his wrist a flip.
Bob's finger began to fuck into Becky's shitter. Becky groaned around the meat of his cock.
"Oh, stick it in!" Betsy cried.
There was an audible popping sound as Bob Kendall's finger fucked into his blonde daughter's dainty little asshole. She lifted her head, wailing deliriously as the finger slammed in, then pulled back to shove hard again.
Betsy, watching, exhaled excitedly, pounding her own shithole up and down on the inserted length of Bob's other middle finger. Her heart was about to burst from excitement and arousal. She was coated in sweat, and she could feel her asshole stretching with anticipation as her daddy's finger continued to fuck up and in.
"Oh, Daddy!" she cried. "I think I've gotta have that big cock of yours! And I want it up my asshole!"