Chapter 37

(Saturday, May 25th)

I had a good night’s sleep, but because I went to bed rather late I didn’t awaken until around ten-thirty. That meant that the first words I heard that morning were, “Tickle attack!”

As usual, Michelle made it her duty to wake me up, since I hadn’t gotten up ‘on time’ on my own. As I struggled towards functional consciousness, I heard and felt a big thud. That was Michelle. She liked to start her attack with a flying leap, but today I could feel her jump was somewhat more restrained than usual.

I opened my eyes and found out why. There, sitting up in the bed next to me, was my wife Mindy. Even though it was a Sunday and thus a day off for her, her presence there was still a surprise. She’s one of those people with an internal clock that can’t be changed easily. So she tends to wake up around seven on the weekends, just like on weekdays, even if she doesn’t want to.

I looked up at my wife and asked her, “Sweetheart, what are you- UGH!” I didn’t get very far with my question because just then Michelle threw herself into the tickle fight in earnest, fully distracting me as she jumped up again and landed right on top of me.

I heard a happy, “Good morning, Daddy!” and turned to look up at my attacker. Michelle was looking fantastic, as usual. Even though I’d seen her nearly every day for years, usually my first thought after not seeing her for a few hours was along the lines, My God, her tits are so big! Sure enough, that was my first thought again.

As had become her tradition, she wore night clothes for her morning wake-up call. But this time, she was wearing something I’d never seen on her before. It made the harem pajamas she’d been favoring lately look as thick and dark as a scuba diving wetsuit. It was an almost completely transparent teddy. A wet tissue would have covered more skin. The only evidence of any substantial fabric anywhere was on the lower half of her breasts, where there was some kind of underwire structure to make her boobs jut out even more than usual, if such a thing was possible, and some fabric to cover up the wire work. The teddy seemed to open like a skirt at the bottom, and a decidedly short skirt at that.

No sooner did Michelle straddle herself over me and aim for my underarms with her tickling fingers, when I felt another pair of hands pull my arms up. It was Mindy, working in collusion with Michelle! This was unprecedented. These tickle attacks were a relatively new tradition, and Mindy had never taken part in one before.

I shouted, “Traitor! Traitor! My own wife is a traitorous swine!”

She cackled an evil laugh. “Bwa-ha-ha-ha! That’s right. Surrender now! You have no chance. Resistance is futile!”

“Damned straight! It’s two on one. I surrender!” I could have fought them and overwhelmed them if I really wanted to get physical and aggressive, but I thought a quick surrender might bring an end to their hijinks.

By this time, Mindy was all over me too. I discovered she also was wearing a nightgown of some sort, which was unusual because she and I always sleep in the nude. I could hardly fail to notice this fact because she was leaning over me to get to both of my arms, and she let her boobs drop down onto my face. The silky fabric of her nightgown was literally in my mouth, along with a nipple. I could hardly see because tit-flesh covered my entire face.

Yet they kept tickling despite my surrender. They were pretty serious about this tickle attack stuff! Mindy kept my arms pinned down while Michelle did the tickling of my exposed underarms. With the weight of both of them on top of me, I was beaten unless they went all out in a nearly violent way, and I wasn’t going to do that. I heard them cheer and congratulate each other on my defeat.

Then Mindy said, “Do you agree to lower the flag to make the surrender official?”

“Sure! Yes! Whatever! Just stop tickling!” At least that’s what I tried to say. I was laughing and gasping so hard I was barely coherent.

But with that, the tickling stopped. Michelle scooted down and Mindy straddled herself over my chest, once again thrusting her breasts into my face. I still couldn’t see and had no idea what Michelle was doing, except that I felt her scoot further down until she was over my thighs.

Then I heard Mindy say, “Let the flag lowering ceremony begin!”

Michelle replied, “Aye aye, Captain!”

Then I felt the bed covers coming down, except for our bed sheet, which only came down partway. My penis was half-hard already and quickly rising. I immediately began squirming and yelled, “Hey! That’s no flag. Those are the covers!”

Mindy replied, “I know, but do you see any other fabric around here? I don’t. At least you’re not being tickled. At the moment.”

“Hey! What does that mean?” I could feel my erect dick bouncing around, waving in the air, as the bed sheet was pulled down just below it.

I felt better. Even though I was still helpless, with two horny females sitting on top of me, at least I wasn’t being tickled. I asked, “Mindy, what are you doing here?”

“I wanted to see what these tickle attacks are all about. Plus, of course, it takes two to plot a mutiny.”

I had been thoroughly distracted from the second I woke up. I finally had a chance to recall what happened yesterday, as powerful memories started flashing back at me. I was fairly surprised that I wasn’t hit by a wave of regret or guilt. Mostly, I could recall non-stop, incredible pleasure, and great fun. It seems something had snapped in me, because the “old Dan” would have been aghast.

Michelle pulled the silk sheet up enough to cover my erection, and then she wrapped her hands around it. “Captain, I have reports of a strange lump in the sheet fabric. What should I do?”

“Straighten it out, naturally, Ensign. Even though we’re pirates and mutineers, we’re not messy.”

Do I even need to explain that the “strange lump” was my erection? Before I knew what was going on, her hands started sliding up and down over it. “Cool! Too cool! Sweetness! I love stroking Daddy’s cock!”

Mindy corrected her. “No you’re not, darling. That would be wrong. It might even be incest. You’re simply straightening out a lump in the bed sheets.” I still couldn’t see, due to Mindy’s big boobs pressing against my face, but I could hear the naughty smile in her voice.

“Oh. Right, Mom. I mean, Captain. Yes, this lump needs a whooooole lot of straightening out. I can see that now! It’s got a slight bend in it, but maybe I can fix that with enough stroking.” Her hands slid up and down, with the sheet still trapped between my boner and her fingers.

I moaned, “Mindy. My wife. My traitorous wife. Why are you doing this to me?”

“Two reasons. One, cheese-eating surrender monkeys must be punished.” She tickled me under my arms now, for emphasis. “And two, cleanliness is next to godliness. Michelle has to keep working that lump until the swelling goes down.”

“Noooo!” I screamed, without actually being upset. “That’s no fair! If she keeps on doing what she’s doing, then before long...”

Michelle’s hands were eagerly pumping away. My cock was pouring out the pre-cum like you wouldn’t believe. Before long, the sheet around my erection was completely soaked. Then there was the fact that we have fancy satin sheets, which no doubt was a key factor in their fiendish plot. Her hands seemed to glide up and down effortlessly on the slick fabric.

Mindy spoke. “Before long what, Honey? By the way, I wanted to ask: have you finally come to your senses about having Ruby and Michelle date boys?”

“NO! I mean, yes, I’m being sensible! This is the right thing to do, so our daughters won’t be deformed.”

“ACK!” Michelle suddenly stopped her stroking and crawled up the bed to the side of where Mindy sat on top of me, so I could have a good view of her. Then she hunched over and stuck her arms out at awkward angles, trying to do her best Quasimodo imitation. “Look at me! I’m hideous! Hideously deformed!” She was really hamming it up.

Mindy and I laughed, even though she was too breathtakingly beautiful to come close to faking looking hideous. All her bending over trying to appear hunchbacked just caused her jutting breasts to drop down and then swing back and forth enticingly.

Mindy saw that, and couldn’t help but say in admiration, “Wow. It’s hard to believe all those countless bags of groceries I bought over the years turned into her. We did pretty good, didn’t we, Honey? How can you look at her and not just FUCK the SHIT out of her all day long?!”

“Hmm. I have to admit that sounds pretty tempting. But it would be wrong. I’m all for fucking her tits though. Last night was great!”

That wasn’t good enough for my wife. “What happened to the idea of keeping her and Ruby as your cock slaves for a decade or two, and then letting her date?”

“Yeah, Daddy,” Michelle said as she straightened up and thrust her chest forward, while also resuming her handjob. “I promise I’ll date when I’m thirty-eight. That’ll give you two decades of total sex toy daughter domination. Twenty years of your busty cock slave sucking you off daily. That’s over seven thousand blowjobs, easy, right there. Think about it: don’t you want these for your own?”

If anything, she thrust her tits out even more. Then she wiggled her shoulders slightly, which somehow sent her humongous boobs into wild reverberations.

“Yeah,” Ruby said as she walked in the room. Her big boobs were swaying freely, but she held a tray beneath them. She must have been listening from the door, because she said, “I’d be open to possibly considering the idea of dating, twenty years or so from now. It’s all about making compromises, Daddy.”

She walked right up to me and kissed me on the top of my head. She couldn’t do more than that because Mindy was all over me, plus she was holding the tray.

She added, “Just think. If you let me suck your cock daily too, that would be ANOTHER seven THOUSAND blowjobs! For a total of FOURTEEN THOUSAND!”

However, Michelle corrected her as she stroked, “Yeah, but you gotta figure we’ll be sucking him off together most of the time, or with his other cock slaves. So you’re probably double-counting a lot.”

“True,” Ruby conceded, “But that’s not even counting things like handjobs or titfucks. And you’re only counting once per day. I plan on a LOT more than that. Daddy, how can you turn that down?”

I looked at the tray. There was a plate full of breakfast, a glass of orange juice, and a newspaper. It was kind of hard to keep my focus on it though, since she wasn’t wearing any clothes whatsoever, and had no qualms about moving in ways that made me very much aware of that fact. First she stood stiffly, with her hands on her hips. Then she bent over, nearly drooping her round tits in my face.

Seeing where I was looking, she told me, “I’ve been making you breakfast, so I missed the tickle attack. The rest of us already ate, since we’ve been up for a couple of hours.”

I was quite pleased. “Breakfast in bed? Thanks! Talk about service.”

Michelle growled with frustration. “Grrr! Daddy! We’re your sex slaves. That’s what we’re all about: serving you! You don’t say thanks; we thank you for letting us serve you. Don’t you get it yet?” She grumbled under her breath, “I’ve never heard of a more ungrateful and clueless big-dicked daddy-master in my life!”

Mindy leaned back a bit, making room so Ruby could climb on the bed and give me a long kiss.

While that was going on, Mindy suggested, “Michelle, Daddy’s being very difficult about this dating thing. I say we re-launch a tickle attack until he comes to his senses. Tickle his cock” - she paused significantly - “with your tongue.”

“Okay!” Michelle immediately got back into position. She started “tickling” my frenulum with her tongue, but only after it was inside her lips as well - along with the top half of my erection.

Ruby broke her kiss with me and purred, “Mmmm, Daddy cock! Mindy, can I help with the ‘tickling’ too?”

Mindy replied, “But of course. What are you waiting for? Don’t you know where a cock slave’s proper place is? It’s on her knees between his legs, with her mouth on his cock! And until Daddy comes to his senses, maybe I’ll just smooch a little with him too.”

I found it interesting that Mindy was more into this whole “cock slave” thing than I was. She unabashedly loving it! I muttered, “I don’t know about ‘coming to my senses, ‘ but I know I’m gonna be cumming soon. Jesus!”

I couldn’t really see what was happening with my crotch, because Mindy was in the way, rubbing her large tits up and down my chest, pumping her ass up into the air with each pass, right over my daughters’ faces.

Meanwhile, despite the talk about tongue tickling, Ruby and Michelle seemed to be more about lip action. They were taking turns going down on me, and I do mean down. Each time they switched off every few minutes, they were sliding their lips further and further down my shaft. It seemed to be some kind of contest to see who could swallow the most inches of my cock. Actually, knowing how competitive they were, it probably was a contest between them to do just that.

I was impressed at how often they managed to engulf my cockhead. I could tell that doing that was never easy, due to its unusual thickness. In fact, the intensity of their struggle could be seen by the tears of effort they were soon crying. But they didn’t complain or hesitate at all.

The only problem was that, just like yesterday, they were having “angle of attack” issues trying to line me up for getting my shaft further down their throats. That led to lots of coughing and gagging noises (and sensations!), as they tried to outdo each other but were “thwarted” in their desire by my thickness down there. After several abortive attempts, they settled for deep loving sucks, where they took turns filling their mouths with my hardness. There were a lot of happy moans coming from my crotch region.

Interestingly enough, after about five minutes, Mindy stopped making out with me and moved to the side. She seemed perfectly content to just silently sit and watch. In fact, she actually preferred doing that to making out with me or otherwise being directly involved. She stared and stared with endless fascination.

At one point when it wasn’t her turn, Michelle said to me, “By the way, Daddy, I just want to say thank you SO MUCH for changing your rules and letting Ruby and me suck and stroke your cock yesterday. That’s a precious memory that I’ll remember until the day I die. And thank you even more for fucking my tits! That’s gonna be another priceless memory.”

I didn’t know what to say. I wanted to thank her instead, but apparently that wasn’t cool. So I just muttered, “Um, you’re welcome.”

She added, “I promise, you’ll never regret having your change of heart. You may think we’re just ‘going through a phrase, ‘ but this is who we are. We’re your cock slaves! We’re all about serving and even worshipping your cock. It’s what we do. Oh! Speaking of which, Ruby, isn’t it my turn again?”

That ended my conversation with her, as she traded places with Ruby again and resumed sucking me off with tremendous skill. As always, she used her tongue, lips, and fingers all at once.

Once Ruby pulled off and wiped her chin clean, she similarly told me, “What she said. I know this may sound cheesy, but I feel like I never really lived until yesterday. Maybe it’s like being an astronaut. You train and train for years and years, and then one day you actually get shot into space and all that hard work is worthwhile. That was yesterday for me. Except my going into space is sucking your cock!”

I looked to Mindy. “There they go again, with the cocksucking.”

My wife smiled tolerantly. “It’s very, very important to them. Please try to humor them. They figure it’s the most important sex act for a variety of reasons, such as how they can perform it on you together, like they’re doing right now, and how they can sustain it while you’re eating or reading a book or whatever. It’s a big-titted daughter slave specialty. It’s not exactly unpleasant for you if they want to practice their special skill on you over and over again, is it?”

“Definitely not!” I laughed at how great it all felt.

“Then there you go. So just kick back and enjoy. That’s what daddy masters do best: kicking back and basking in the pleasure while their cock slaves do all the work!”

That sounded unfair to me, but Mindy’s words actually seemed to inspire my daughters. For instance, Ruby had just been sitting by and waiting for her next turn, but after hearing that, she pulled her head back to my crotch and got busy licking my balls. And I could feel Michelle’s lips trembling and humming around my shaft as she moaned loudly and apparently enjoyed a nice orgasm.

I did mostly just “bask.” But I also had time to recall in greater detail the wild and crazy events of yesterday. Sue Ellen! Gaawwwd, Sue Ellen! She sucked my cock too! And licked it with Ruby, right in the middle of her restaurant! And Cindy! I actually French kissed her for a good five minutes! And she knows I’m “dating” her daughter and she didn’t try to kill me! Even better is what happened with these two insatiable Hellions. Yesterday truly has to be the greatest, luckiest day I’ve ever had!

I was loving the girls’ talented blowjob action. However, I eventually decided to return to what we’d been talking about. After about fifteen minutes of non-stop bliss, I said, “This endless tongue bath feels fantastic, but how will the three of you having an orgy over my body convince me to bend on the dating thing?”

Mindy was fingering her pussy as she watched the Gruesome Twosome continue to soak my cock and balls in their saliva. But that didn’t stop her from replying, “The three of us are going to show you how much we love you and need you until you see the light. Look at me. Your love for Michelle and Ruby is just as great as your love for me, isn’t it?”

Since I was trying to avoid such comparisons for fear of saying the wrong thing, I kept my answer vague and short. “Well, yeah.”

“But you’re not going to ask ME to date some boys, are you?”

“No way!”

“So why should you ask them?”

“Ummm...” I was so out of my mind with pleasure by now that I couldn’t really think of an argument against that.

But luckily, I was saved from having to try, because while Ruby was taking her turn sliding her lips down my shaft, Michelle said, “Hey, Mom, can you talk to him about that later? I’ve been going deeper and deeper on Daddy’s cock, and I love choking and gagging on him. But next time my turn comes around, I want to show him my deep throating skills. I think I’m on the verge of really doing it! But I want his full attention when the big moment comes.”

“Sure thing, darling.” Mindy repositioned to get an even better and closer view of “the big moment.” She cheered, “You can do it! I have faith in you! Go for it!”

Ruby had already been working her way down towards the halfway mark along the length of my erection, but then she came up for air and Michelle’s lips immediately took over. Ruby looked to me with her bright, green eyes. “How’d you like that, Daddy? As soon as Michelle does her deep throating, I’m gonna do it too! We’ve been practicing!”

I groaned. “Somehow, I’m not surprised ... Is there anything you two haven’t been practicing?”

Mindy cooed to me, “You know what they’re really fanatical about? Doing their Kegel exercises. I swear, they have the most talented pussies. You should see what they can do to a ping pong ball! You really do have to try their pussies out soon, Honey. It would be discourteous and rude not to, the way they’ve been practicing for you.”

I moaned and groaned even louder, because Michelle’s lips had achieved an exquisitely tight lock around my shaft and she was going down and down and down while I watched.

A dead silence fell as we all breathlessly watched to see if she could really do it. Due to the thickness of my shaft, I had grave doubts that deep throating would even be physically possible for her.

My cock could feel her throat muscles working to expel my thickness, as she struggled mightily with her gag reflex, but then she somehow found exactly the right angle to align with me, got past her gag reflex, and just kept on going down, down, and down!

Damn! There she was, with her nose in my pubic hair! There was no sign of my dick anywhere because the whole thing was inside her mouth, and beyond! I could even see a bulge in her throat as she continued to gulp and swallow, giving me unimaginable pleasure while her throat worked and massaged those few inches of me that could reach that deep.

Mindy yelled, “My GOD! Girl, you’ve DONE IT!”

Ruby exclaimed, “Hoooooly shit! She DID do it! Look! You can see the bulge in her throat! Oh my God! Sister, don’t stop now!”

But after just a few more seconds, Michelle came up for air.

As her lips slid up and off my dick, Ruby was already right there with her mouth hovering, ready to take over. “My turn!” she exclaimed.

“NO!” I shouted out. Regaining my breath a bit, I said, “Have mercy! Good God!”

Ruby relented and left me alone.

Michelle punched a fist in the air in frustration. “Damn it! I was so close!”

I exclaimed, “You were a lot more than close. You did it! Oh God. I’m beyond words. Never in my wildest dreams!” I was still panting.

She slithered up my body, leaving my cock temporarily untouched since Ruby was being merciful after all. “I just wanna show how much I love you, Daddy. Ruby and I work so hard to please you because we love you so much. And before you even ask ... yes, I love getting throat-fucked by you, Daddy! We should do it all the time!”

Everybody wanted to do everything with me all the time, it seemed. How could I cope?

I could tell that Michelle wanted to French kiss me, but she was still recovering her breath.

Mindy shook her shoulder. “Congratulations! That was incredible! To be honest, I had my doubts your throat could even expand enough to fit him, but it did!”

Michelle’s smile was a mile wide, even as she continued to gasp for air, with her big tits resting on my chest.

Ruby was still down by my crotch, but she slapped Michelle’s butt and said, “Do you realize what this means?! If you can do it once, you can do it again and again! And if you can do it, that gives me confidence that I can do it! It’s the ULTIMATE in cocksucking, and sucking Daddy’s cock is what we do!”

Michelle basked in the praise. “Yes, I went all the way down. And Gaaawwwd, it felt great! I am pretty excited! But the problem is, I can never hold it. That’s what happens during my practice sessions too. Five seconds, ten seconds max. I wanted to stay down there for at least a minute and milk him with my throat muscles. It’s so frustrating! Grrr!”

Before I could respond to that, we all heard the ringing of the front doorbell. It was a distant sound, but unmistakable.

“Who could that be?” I asked aloud, even as Ruby resumed jacking me off and licking my sweet spot.

“Probably Cindy,” Mindy responded as she got up and went to her dresser to put on some clothes. “Remember last night? I told her that she should come over so she and I could talk. We’re probably going to be doing a lot of talking, so that may put a bit of a crimp in your plans.”

Then, for Cindy’s benefit, Mindy shouted down, “COMING! JUST A MINUTE!”

I couldn’t move because Michelle remained plastered against me. Her head was right over mine, and she was waiting for me to stop talking so we could kiss. I nodded, “Yeah, it probably wouldn’t be the smartest thing for all of us to be running around naked all day, with Cindy here.”

As soon as that last word was said, Michelle’s lips locked onto mine. She moaned erotically into my mouth as our tongues started to duel. She took my hands, which had been doing nothing, and brought them to her bubble butt.

“Well, I’M going to run around naked,” Ruby said defiantly while she kept on licking my sweet spot. Apparently she wanted to wait to try deep throating when we weren’t distracted. “Mom already knows about you and me, and she even saw you kissing me topless, so there! She’ll just have to get used to it!”

Mindy just said, “The kid’s got a point.” She quickly threw on a pair of shorts and a T-shirt, with no underwear. Since Cindy was a close friend, she didn’t need to bother looking nice, although the lack of a bra was unexpected.

Checking her hair in the mirror, she said to me, “Honey, Ruby put a lot of love into making that breakfast. You should eat it before it gets completely cold. And enjoy reading your newspaper. Meanwhile, Ruby, why don’t you and Michelle keep sucking his cock, but lay off on the deep throating for a bit, so he can eat his breakfast.”

I turned my head to the side, breaking the kiss with Michelle. I exclaimed, “What?! Sweetheart, you expect me to just casually eat breakfast and read the newspaper while the Gruesome Twosome keep on going to town on my dick?!”

She turned to me and winked. “Why not?” she leered. “If you’re asking me to disapprove, forget it. Get used to it. I see no reason this shouldn’t become a regular part of your morning routine. They probably love it more than you do.”

Michelle used a hand to turn my head back. She stared intently into my eyes from inches away. “This is what we do! This is what we love! Sucking your cock is our favorite!”

I was unable to reply because she planted another hot kiss on my lips. I found myself clutching onto Michelle’s ass cheeks for dear life, because Ruby decided to emphasize Michelle’s point by engulfing my cockhead yet again! She immediately slid her lips down as far as she could manage, to choking and gagging depth.

Mindy sighed happily. “Aaaah! Honey, you hear that? All that loud, slurpy satisfaction? I love it so much! It sounds so lewd, so obscene!”

She walked into view so I could just barely see her despite Michelle over my face and practically kissing me to death. She said, “Actually, I insist that you feed your thick and yummy cock into your daughters’ starving mouths from now on, so they can start the day off right with a breakfast of thick and juicy man sausage, and a side of hot and suckable man eggs served up over easy. Cram their faces while you relax and eat your fill. It needs to become a new daily tradition around here, I say.”

I wanted to say something, but all I could do was knead Michelle’s ass cheeks while clenching my PC muscle. I was dangerously close to cumming, but lately that seemed to be the case most often than not!

My wife started to walk away, until I lost sight of her. But then she turned around and came back into view. “You’ll notice that I make no claim to being a cock slave, although it sounds like lots of fun. I’m still the wife. You know how demanding wives can be, so don’t argue with me on this, if you know what’s good for you.” She winked. “Now, if you’ll excuse me, I’d better go see to Cindy.” She turned to leave again.

“Wait,” I said, stopping her. The reason I could speak was because Michelle abruptly broke the kiss and scooted down my body. Ruby sensed her coming and pulled her lips off my shaft to make room.

While they were repositioning, I managed to sit up and rest against the headboard. I even managed to put a couple of pillows behind me. I wanted to see what the girls were doing to me as well as feel it.

Mere seconds later, I grunted with a surge of pleasure, because Michelle had just joined Ruby in licking my cock.

I felt shivers race down my spine as I got a good look of what they were doing. They were lying naked between my spread-out legs, and they looked like they planned on being there for a while. What little lingerie Michelle had been wearing had disappeared at some point, and I didn’t even know when. But I loved how they were both shamelessly buck naked.

My wife clutched her hands to her chest and stared with an emotionally overcome expression, as if the sight of the girls licking me together was so precious that she could barely stand it. Strange.

I told her, “We can’t have Cindy come over already. We haven’t had a chance to talk about what happened with her last night.” I was so tired from having been involved in sexual hijinks all day yesterday that I had fallen asleep as soon as my head had hit the pillow. Mindy and I hadn’t talked at all about anything.

She snapped out of her blissed out daze and was suddenly all business. “Well, it’s a done deal. She’s at the door now and no doubt getting annoyed at waiting. We’ll just have to wing it. Now, I have to leave before I get so inspired by what I’m seeing that I have no choice but to join the girls!”

She hurried out of the room, making sure to close the door behind her as she went.

I cursed my devious wife. She’d obviously made sure I had no chance to talk to her about Cindy before Cindy came over, so I wouldn’t nix whatever sneaky plan she was working on. I couldn’t say I minded much though. Her plans were somewhat underhanded, but they were working out wonderfully for me. Still, I wished I was in charge and knew what was going on.