Reasonable Bounds

Both girls reached me at the same time. Seeing that my eyes were open, they showed no mercy. A two-on-one tickle attack is a pretty unfair thing. But the actual tickle part didn’t last very long. Michelle was much more interested in kissing than tickling, and once her lips met mine and we started to make out, all thoughts of tickling flew out the window with her.

I’m pretty sure they’d had a prearranged plan, because they worked fast. While Michelle kept me distracted with her kisses and rubbing her big bare tits and hard nipples all over my chest, Ruby pulled down the sheets and covers, letting my rampant erection spring free.

No sooner did that happen than Ruby sat between my legs and brought her feet up to my groin. She was still obeying the rule against touching my cock with hands or lips, but she took full advantage of the foot exception. Within a matter of seconds, she was effectively jacking me off with both feet!

Then Michelle brought my hands up to her chest so I could play with her jutting globes while we continued to kiss. Needless to say, my “little girl” was not so little anymore! Her sweater meat simply overflowed my open palms as she encouraged me to grope her shamelessly while engaging me in a tongue duel that was already leaving me breathless.

All in all, it was a truly awesome way to wake up!

But they were in a hurry for some reason. Only a minute or two after I’d really started to go to town on her nipples, Michelle suddenly pulled away.

Ruby gave up on her footjob and crawled up my body. “Don’t I get a good morning kiss too, Daddy?”

“Of course you do, Daughter.”

She loved that word and practically suffocated me with her passionate and intense necking. Of course, with breasts as big as Ruby’s it was nearly impossible for her lips to meet mine without her heaving rack crashing into my chest. No doubt, there were two small indentations in my skin where her erect nipples pressed hard.

I could guess at the preparations they had gone through by the fact that Ruby’s tits were slightly oiled up, enabling them to freely slide all over me. I could picture the two girls oiling up each other’s bosoms and talking excitedly about what they were going to do to me, and that caused my dick to lurch with a particularly intense surge of pleasure.

Meanwhile, Michelle took up Ruby’s spot between my legs and got her feet busy on my cock. She’d never actually directly stimulated my boner before, so this was a pretty exciting first for both of us. It was hard for me to stay focused on that though, given the way Ruby was, for all intents and purposes, assaulting me with her love. I couldn’t see anything of what she was doing to me either, due to Ruby’s hot French kisses.

Michelle had obviously learned from watching Ruby’s footjob the day before, and quickly brought her toes into play, trapping the cockhead between her big toe and the rest. It was a very tight and pleasurable fit. So far, nobody had said much, but as her toes slid up and down my shaft much like fingers, she asked me, “Okay, Daddy, spill the beans. What happened last night? I’m dying to find out about this ‘sexy, sexy waitress!’”

I made some “Mmmmpphf!” sounds to indicate I could hardly explain anything while Ruby’s tongue was inside my mouth and trying to reach my tonsils.

After a few more demands that I talk, Michelle finally reached up and slapped Ruby’s bare ass. “Come on, Ruby, don’t you want to know too?”

Eventually, Ruby relented so I could speak. She resorted to licking, nibbling, and kissing me all around my jaw, ears, and neck instead. I was already noticing that she really liked to do that. Plus, I had my hands full of her heavy breasts, so that was keeping her just as happy as Michelle’s feet still playing with my rock-hard erection was keeping me happy. It seemed that every time I gave Ruby’s tits a strong squeeze, it made her let out a loud and sexy moan. I was having a lot of fun experimenting with that.

Finally, my mouth was free, and I said, “Boy, I’m really starting to like these tickle attacks. But what time is it?”

“Hey! No small talk!” My demanding daughter complained. “It’s practically ten o’clock, you lazy bones, but that’s not important. What’s important is that you spill the beans! As if Mom’s ass flash last night wasn’t intriguing enough, not to mention her panty comment, this morning she woke me up right as she was heading out the door to work and she made some totally maddeningly vague comment about how you found some kind of new ‘pussy slave’ last night. What’s that all about?”

“Yeah!” Ruby agreed. “Tell us, Daddy! Was she talking about one of our friends?! Is it this mysterious waitress?!”

I sighed. With Michelle’s toes essentially jacking me off, I had no willpower to resist answering the question. “No, this has nothing to do with any of your friends. By the way, are any of them coming over today?”

“Daaaaaddyyyy!” Michelle whined. Her frustration didn’t stop her in the slightest from jacking me off with her feet, though.

I said, “Okay, I’ll tell you. But only if you stop it with that toe trick, Shelle, or I’ll be cumming before I even get out of bed.”

“And that’s a BAD thing?” Ruby purred like a vixen on the prowl, as she arched an eyebrow at me. “We want you to stay in bed all day and play with your two new sex toys.”

Damn, they were really trying to get me to cum! I looked around, playing dumb. “Where are these toys? Did Mindy buy some new dildos?”

“No! US!” they both said at once, with agitation and impatience. They even arched their backs and thrust their great racks towards me at the same time.

Their enthusiasm was intoxicating. So was the smell of aroused pussy. Huh. It seems they well and truly loved the idea of being sex toys. MY sex toys! That goes against everything I’ve ever learned about feminism and women wanting to be treated as equals. I can’t understand it. Who wants to be demeaned and treated as an object? Not me!

Even though my hands were already on Ruby’s breasts, she grabbed one of my hands and brought it to her nearest ass cheek instead. “We’re your toys. I want you to play with me. With us!”

She obviously noticed the incredulous look in my eyes, because she elaborated, “I know, I know, you’re thinking we can’t really mean that, but we do! Sexual slavery is not a burden if you’re enslaved to the one you love. Then it becomes the greatest joy!”

I was still blinking owlishly, not comprehending. “Sexual slavery?!” Whoa! Where did THAT come from?! Talk about over the top sex talk!

Ruby grew impatient and brought things to a more lusty level. She guided my hand all over her nearest ass cheek. “Feel that ass! You know how many hours I work on exercising my glutes to make my butt that fuckably firm? For Daddy! For YOU! When I get tired from jogging or swimming or whatever, I make myself keep going. For you, my Daddy! So he’ll want to play with me and fuck me and let me suck his cock! That’s what I always say to myself. ‘For Daddy.’ It’s like my mantra.”

Michelle added, “Me too! That’s how we drive each other on to do one more rep on the exercise machine. ‘For Daddy!’ Do you know how long we’ve been waiting and how hard we’ve been working to perfect our bodies for you?!”

I was pretty amazed at that, but I tried not to show it. I did know they were nearly fanatical with exercising and eating right, and it showed. For me? Why? What did I do to deserve that?! This is nuts! Especially after what happened last night with Sue Ellen. Oh God, Sue Ellen! Yesterday, I mentally opened myself to sex with women other than my wife, and suddenly the entire world turns upside down!

Not knowing what to say about any of that, I simply asked, “Do you two want to listen or not?”

“We’re listening!” they both practically screamed simultaneously.

Despite my hands and their hands still wandering all over each other’s bodies, I tried to sound bored and matter-of-fact as I said, “Okay. It’s like this. So Mindy and I went out to eat at Mama Mia’s. We were served by this attractive and busty young waitress named Sue Ellen.”

“How busty?!” Michelle urgently interrupted. That seemed to be a very important point with her.

“I’m not sure. She said she’s a C-cup, but I think she’s more like a D-cup. Anyway, after I ordered Mindy to take her panties off and put them on the table - which she did, by the way - I decided that I wanted Sue Ellen’s panties too. So I told her to give me her panties. And she did.”

Michelle exclaimed, “WHAAAAT?!”

But I ignored her, and continued, “Then I told her to give me her bra. And she did that too. Then I decided I wanted her as my pussy slave.” Actually, nobody had used that term last night at all, but the Hellions had claimed Mindy mentioned it this morning, and I wanted to shock them with my language as much as they were shocking me.

The looks on their flabbergasted faces were priceless.

I went on, “I had her show me her drooling pussy while Mindy openly jacked me off in the middle of the restaurant.”

My two girls nearly fainted on the spot. They actually clutched onto each other, like they were afraid of falling.

I concluded, “Finally, I took Mindy to the ladies’ room and fucked her hard doggy-style while Sue Ellen stood there watching us and fingering herself. After that, I told her that she would break up with her boyfriend so she can serve me exclusively as my latest pussy slave. Naturally, she agreed. End of story.” I faked a yawn, like I’d grown bored just thinking about all that.

Michelle and Ruby looked at each other with wide eyes and even wider, gaping mouths.

Ruby finally said, “I don’t believe it! Do you believe it? He’s making that up! Michelle, what do you think?”

“I don’t care, I just know that it’s HOT! Gaawwwd, that’s so hot!”

“Well, yeah, DUH! But is it true?!” Ruby pressed, as I continued to fondle her ass cheeks. “If it’s true, it could change EVERYTHING!”

Michelle was more hesitant. She’d stopped her more languid footjob as she pondered the issue. Surprisingly, she took a relatively calm approach. “I don’t know. Daddy, that didn’t really happen in the middle of the restaurant, did it?”

“Okay,” I conceded, “that’s a bit of a stretch. Maybe not in the middle, where everyone could see. But it did all happen inside the restaurant.”

“Hmmm,” Ruby said suspiciously, as she licked and nibbled her way from my ear down my neck. “I don’t think he’s telling us everything. But is at least some of it true? That would be so AWESOME!”

Michelle had followed my instructions and stopped jacking me off with her toes. But she was still giving me a footjob by trapping my stiffness between both soles of her feet. Acting like she’d been doing that for years, she answered in a casual tone, “I kind of believe it. Maybe even all of it. I mean, look at us. We’re practically totally naked in our cute little harem outfits, hoping to do nothing but suck and fuck our handsome horse-cocked daddy all day long. If it happened to us, then why not this Sue Ellen?”

“Yeah,” Ruby agreed, “but we’ve known and loved Daddy basically since we were born. We know how lovable and studly he is. We’d do anything for him, just like he’d do anything for us. But this Sue Ellen, if she exists, she doesn’t know him from a hole in the ground.”

“True,” Michelle said, “but look at our girl friends. Even the ones who hardly know him totally wanna fuck him. He’s just got ‘it’ ... ya know? And now that he’s getting all assertive, heck, anything could happen!” Satisfied with that conclusion, she turned her full attention back to her footjob.

“Yeah, that’s true,” Ruby conceded. Then she resumed licking my neck. “But Daddy. What do you need a new pussy slave for when you won’t even allow us to stroke or blow you? We wanna be your full service pussy slaves too!”

Michelle eagerly added, “Yeah! Full service! Not just with our feet, but every part of our bodies!” Clearly, she was getting frustrated having to limit herself to a footjob.

Ruby asked, “What’s she like, anyway, this Sue Ellen?”

“Okay,” I said, “first of all, it’s all true. I swear! Have I ever lied to you?”

“YES!” They both said at once.

“When?”

Michelle complained, “All the time, with your dumb pranks and silly jokes. Sometimes, you’re as bad as Mom.”

“Okay, that’s true. I forgot about that. But I never lie about the important stuff, and I’m not lying now. Ask Mindy! Call her up. And if you won’t believe her or me, I’ll take you both to Mama Mia’s today and you can see for yourself.”

Ruby said, “Hrm. He seems pretty sincere. And pretty convincing.”

Michelle grumbled, “I suppose we’ll take your word for it ... provisionally. Assuming it is true, what’s this Sue Ellen like? Is she beautiful? More beautiful than us?”

I thought, As if it’s possible anybody could be MORE beautiful than my girls! Maybe AS beautiful, but not more. I honestly replied, “Sue Ellen is very hot and very fit. I found myself wondering what on Earth she was doing as a waitress when she could be a model or something. That said, you two are in a league of your own. All that working out really paid off, because you’re both completely irresistible.”

They made high-five gestures in the air towards each other, even though their hands didn’t come close to reaching.

Ruby reached for my hands and pulled them to her E-cups. “And she doesn’t have tits like we do, does she? Would you rather play with mere C-cups or these?”

Once she got me started, I couldn’t stop. I hefted her huge melons from below. “You girls have impressive endowments, that’s for sure.”

Ruby sat back, planting her hands behind her. That allowed her to arch her back and thrust her tits forward. “Mmmm! Daddy, they’re yours! I’ll be your pussy slave! Your any kind of slave! I belong to you!”

“Me too!” Michelle was quick to add. She tilted her head forward towards my crotch. She got so close that she was able to puff air on my cockhead, but she managed to keep her footjob going all the while. “ARGH! So frustrating! I’m fiiiiiiiiinally getting to play with Daddy’s cock, but it’s like I have to use oven mitts. Can I at least blow on it a little bit? Like this?” She blew another puff of air, making me shiver with delight.

It took all my willpower to stay relatively calm and collected. “That brings me to my next point. I’ve decided that I was a little too strict on the rules. I think, perhaps, if you two don’t overdo it, handjobs could be okay too.”

Ruby froze and then turned to stare at Michelle. They both locked eyes silently for a long moment, and then shrieked, “YEAY! YEAY! YEAAAAYYY!”

“Now, furthermor-” I started to say. My next point was going to be a serious talk about the need not to get too carried away. But I should have brought that up first, because they went wild.

They started screaming different things at that point, but it was mostly, “HANDJOBS!” as both of them rushed down to my groin.

Within seconds, there were four hands on my erection! Both girls huffed and puffed like they were on the verge of hyperventilating. I couldn’t believe how excited they were! But there was a problem: all four hands were trying to move up and down on my mere eight inches at once, and it wasn’t working.

I laughed. “Hold on, you two. That’s too many hands. Besides, that was just a spur-of-the-moment decision I made, probably far too influenced by your sexy non-clothes and your inexplicable but sexy devotion. I need to confirm this with the big boss. Shelle, can you get me the phone?”

“NO! Get it yourself!”

That surprised me, but then I realized that she was adamant in not wanting to let go of my cock. I laughed, then reached and managed to reach for it on my own.