Chapter 9

So here I was again, a cum slick cock sticking into an ass. I thought my daughter would pull it back out, but instead she arched her back and pushed until I was all the way in. She stopped there and raised her leg, playing with herself. I felt her relax more and slid my hand down to join hers. It wasn’t an easy reach. We moved forward and backward in small movements. It wasn’t very much friction for me, but she managed to have a small orgasm before sliding me out. She joined me in the shower and after we were both clean she took me deep into her throat, occasionally pausing when her nose hit my abdomen. Mostly it was shorter strokes and she wrapped her hand around my shaft to help bring me along. Quickly she brought me to completion and I filled her mouth with my seed. I felt her swallow and draw out the last of it, savoring it until I softened.

As we got out of the shower I noticed she was walking a little gingerly. Having new experiences in both her holes in a short time. She stopped, turned and walked back to me, wrapping her arms around me and hugging me tightly. “Thank you, Daddy.” I held her tightly too, not knowing what else to say. I was really at a loss for words lately.

After breakfast I went about my day, overhearing Madison on the phone with someone. I couldn’t hear much of what was said, but her enthusiasm hinted that she was talking to Allison. After about an hour she came to me and asked if she could go over to Sarah’s house, and maybe spend the night. She said Allison would be there. I approved, on the condition that we talk first.

“First, I want to talk to you about privacy. I won’t tell you not to tell people what’s been happening. I think you understand that I could be in a lot of trouble if the wrong people hear, or if someone gets angry and word gets out. I don’t know who Allison has told, but I’d appreciate it if you passed it along. I think you’ve heard the expression ‘do not kiss and tell.’ Beyond that, there’s also a stigma about family members being involved with each other, no matter how much love there is.”

Madison nodded along and mumbled “I understand.”

I gently placed my hand under her chin and ensured we had eye contact. “I don’t mean to go adult-y on you, but this is important. If an adult asks me, I won’t lie. If they’re asking, then they’re trying to protect you, even though it will hurt me. So all I ask is that you choose who and what you tell carefully.”

Madison tilted her head down and looked away. “We sorta told Sarah already. Well, at least about you and Allison, and not the details. I promise we won’t say anything else.”

“OK. I get it. Second, and always important, I love you. I love you more than you can believe. My time with Allison was special, and I also love her, but you will always come first. I don’t know what comes next, and that’s ok. Do you need a ride?”

She smiled and kissed me quickly on the lips. “Sarah’s going to drive to get me. Her brother left her car while he’s off at college.”

They met Sarah at cheerleading. She was leggy and very athletic. Sarah, 17, had a 19 year old brother, Mason, and younger sister, Karen, 13. They were of Chinese descent, but the family had been here for more than a few generations. Both parents had decent jobs and their house was a little nicer than mine. I think the presence of Karen caused the girls to spend less time there when they got together.

It wasn’t until mid-afternoon the next day that I heard anything, and that was when Sarah was dropping Madison off. Allison came in with her, but they left the door open. I was putting away laundry, out of sight of the front door. Allison walked up to me and stuck her tongue down my throat. She then walked over to Madison’s room, grabbed something and then sauntered out the front door. Madison said I had a goofy smile on my face the rest of the time while I finished the laundry work.

“Daddy, can Allison and Sarah come over next weekend?” I agreed and she ran off to call them. I wondered how things would play out, if either girl could control themself with Sarah in the house.

The week passed by as though we were comfortable lovers. We explored several new positions and once or twice I received a chiding to watch which hole I went into. On Friday morning I had her bent over the sofa. As I neared my finish I licked the tip of my thumb and ran it over her asshole. She didn’t cry foul so just before I came I shoved it past my knuckle. She clamped down and I shot deep into her as she came. She mumbled something about me playing dirty as I went to start my work day.