Chapter 3

The day after I made love to Mandy it was easy to tell that Brit was waiting her turn to make love. Now Mandy was older, and really enjoyed the buildup. She understood sensuality over sexuality. With Brit she had limited knowledge and to her porn was the height of sexual experiences. So I had to take a different tack with her. I got home and the moment I walked through the door she was on me. “Daddy can we...” I held up my hand. “Go take a shower, and I mean a good one. Then meet me in my bedroom.” I was surprised she didn’t strip on the way to the showers.

Mandy came over to me and gave me a loving kiss and hug. “Have a good day?” I nodded and cupped her ass. “Yep, still had yesterday on my mind and hardly got a lick of work done.” She blushed and leaned in for another kiss. “I’d take you up on the offer but I think Brit is going to wear you out.” Then I tasted her tongue and felt a rush of blood to my groin. I gave her a little squeeze before going and getting the bedroom ready as well as taking my own quick shower.

By the time I got out of the shower a dripping little girl was perched in the middle of my bed with a towel wrapped around her. Unlike Mandy there was no bashfulness, only anticipation for what she was hoping was going to be as exciting as she dreamed. With just a towel wrapped around my middle I walked over to the bed, leaned down and gave her a long, deep kiss. She moaned as she felt my tongue stroke against hers and I used this dominant position to push her backwards till she was laying down.

“How are we going to do it daddy?” I looked down at her and saw bright, excited eyes. “Mandy said you did it on top. Are we gonna do it doggy? Or maybe...” I silenced her with a deep kiss. I laid down next to her, opened her towel, and began to stroke her body. Her breasts were almost as large as her sisters, but they stood up as if molded from flesh colored silicone. I made circles around her breasts, starting at the bottom and slowly spiraling till I only circled her areola. When I heard her whimper I grasped the area between thumb and finger to slowly pinch them together.

Britney’s body twisted and shook as a small orgasm ripped through her. As she whimpered through her nose I knew I was gaining control of the situation. I did this a few more times, gently twisting and tugging her firm breasts till her nipples were stiff. I leaned down and began to nurse on one and then the other. The amazed girl just laid there, not knowing what to do, gripping the sheets and trying not to make too much noise.

I then shifted my body and, figuring I was about to mount her, lifted her legs up. Her eyes were closed and she just kept waiting till she let out a small scream as I sucked her hard clit into my mouth. It was quickly cut off as she slapped her hands over her mouth but she didn’t let up any more than I did. I smeared her slightly thinner juices around with my fingers and my tongue slowly made circles around her stiff clit. The light suction I kept up, much like the way she sucked me the other night, kept the sensations peaking.

I then began to work two fingers into her. I wanted to open her up a little before I really got going. I also wanted to awaken a weak spot most women have on the inside of their pelvis. When I curled my fingers upwards to find my babies soft spot her arms slapped the mattress, her legs shot out stiff, and she let out with a howl. Yep I found it first try. I could feel her pussy sucking and throbbing around my fingers and I let her clit go free. Her tummy was bouncing around as she tried to get her breath and an evil streak hit me. As she regained a tiny bit of calm I blew cold air over her clit and she instantly curled into a ball, pulling my fingers out of her, and cried out again.

I crawled up behind her and wrapped my arms around her. Her whole body was trembling from the experience and so I just held her and lightly kissed her shoulders. “I love you sweet girl.” She laid there silent for a second. “I can’t feel my toes.” was all she had to say. I chuckled and she turned over and wrapped her arms around me. “Is that how you feel when I gave you a blowjob?” I just shrugged. “I have no idea what you just felt so I couldn’t tell you. I will say that of all the times I have had someone preform oral on me you are by far the best.” She looked up me with a sense of pride. “Really?” I nodded. “Most women hold a cock like it’s a cucumber that’s gone bad. When they suck on it, they seem to see it as more like a duty than something they want to do. You however seem to enjoy it, and make me feel like I want to come for you.”

She seemed a little embarrassed all of a sudden. “Even mom?” I stroked her hair. “Yes even your mom. Like I said, she may love me with all of her heart, but she doesn’t particularly like giving oral.” Britney sat up and looked at me. “But ... Does that mean I’m strange? I mean I really don’t think about it being yucky, or something I don’t want to do. It’s just that I love you and why would that stop at sucking your wiener?” I chuckled at her frankness. “No doubt for the same reason some guys will go down on a girl and not enjoy it. I think you know how much I like it.” She bit her lip and nodded. “I guess you love me as much as I love you.”

I was suddenly blown away by her simple logic. When you loved someone why would there be any barriers? Not just giving oral, but in sexual terms in general. My daughters had to drug me to be able to feel my love the way they felt they needed. Why should I have held back? Why should anyone feel ashamed of feeling or expressing love if it’s consensual? How messed up was our world that people couldn’t show their love for each other? I have nothing against gays, or lesbians, or whatever they label themselves these days. I felt no animosity for that show about a guy having something like five wives. Why did people seem to draw lines on other people’s form of love?

She saw me looking like I was in deep thought and she seemed nervous. I looked at her and smiled. “No worries baby, I was just thinking about what you said and how much sense it made.” She smiled at the compliment and wiggled making her firm breasts swing a little. My goodness for such a young girl she was well developed. No doubt this pregnancy would only enhance her already generous looks. Her eyes lit up as she noticed my gaze. “Is my nasty old daddy having dirty thoughts about his little girl?” I shook my head. “No my love I was just thinking how beautiful you are and how you will only get more wonderful with our baby.”

In a way that was the wrong thing to say. She got an odd look in her eyes as she reached for my cock and began playing with it. She took it in her hand and used her fingertip to stimulate the sensitive spot behind the head. In no time she was able to start stroking it as I was at full mast between her touch and her kisses. “You might not be a dirty old man, but I am one very dirty little girl.” She whispered in my ear. Well my cock began to throb at that and she giggled.

Britney leaned down and began sucking on me. No, sucking is too basic a word. The head of my cock was in her mouth and her tongue seemed to be wrapped around the tip. I could feel the tip of her tongue stroking the ridge of the helmet and it sent electric sensations up and down my spine. The heat and wetness was driving me crazy when she opened her mouth a little and I felt her saliva drool down my cock and over my balls. She sat up and smiled at me. “Oh no, I think I got you all wet.” I looked at her and nodded dumbly. She lifted her leg over me and slowly pushed my cock into her. She gasped and whimpered as she forced me into her depths.

When I felt the tip tap the back of her unbelievably tight pussy, with a little left outside, she hung her head. “I used to be able to take it all but the baby is getting too big already.” Hearing my little girl, in her soft voice, say something so nasty caused my cock to throb again. Britney giggled. “I felt that.” She said in a sing song voice. She braced her hands on my chest and began to slide up and down on my cock. I knew she had wonderfully sensitive nipples so I began to lightly tug on them. “Harder” she gasped and so I began to give it a little more pressure. I began to give them a little twist and her pussy shrank around me till it was almost uncomfortable. She cried out and her small body convulsed on my cock and I felt her pussy wrap around the base of my cock.

She collapsed on my chest and I held her gently. I stroked her back and enjoyed the feeling of her tight little pussy contracting over and over again around my shaft. How I hadn’t filled her with is cum is still unbelievable, but feeling her the way her small body reacted to feeling me inside of her was well worth it. Feeling her small body still grip me, flexing around me, I could feel so much I hadn’t before. When the pulses of her climax died away I slowly pulled out and slid her to the side. “Love you daddy.” She said sleepily and I kissed her cheek before getting up.

I looked at her angelic face and wondered how I was going to go back to our old lives once my wife got home. It wasn’t the sex, which was quite intense, it was the connection we had formed. Would I be able to look at these girls as just their father again? I slid on some shorts and went to get a drink. As I walked into the kitchen Mandy was standing there chopping onions and smiling at me. “Well that sounded fun.” I nodded but she then became concerned when she noticed my face. “Dad, what wrong?” She asked as she wiped her hands off while coming over to me.

I took her in my arms and she looked up at me. “Oh baby, I don’t think I can ever go back to the way it was before.” She looked at me in confusion. I took a breath. “When I learned you were pregnant I got used to the ideas that surrounded it and the answers we came up with would have been perfect.” She nodded. “But now that is all gone.” She got worried. “Why?” I stroked her face and smiled at her. “Because little love, I don’t know that I can ever go back to being just your dad. I know that I won’t be able to stop seeing you as both my daughters and my lovers. I know that I can’t stop wanting you, and I know that your mom will know that too.”

Mandy laid her head on my chest. “I’m sorry dad. We really didn’t think all of this...” I lifted her chin and kissed her hard. “Never apologize for loving me, and don’t apologize for any of this. I don’t regret it my love, I am just stating that this is something I am facing for the first time. I haven’t a clue how we are going to deal with it, but I don’t regret a moment of the love we have shared.” I kissed her again and this time she responded with her own. “And until the day she gets home I am not going to stop loving the two of you and I sure ain’t going to be stopping making love to you two.” Mandy blushed and smiled shyly before holding me tight.

In the time between my confession of worry and now was wonderful. As the girls bellies grew so did our love. If I had been worried about being able to go back it was over. I knew, sure as the sun comes up in the east, that I loved these girls and the relationship we had formed. There was no going back, there was just trying to figure out where to go from here.

One direction the girls went was out. At five months Mandy was getting big enough that her regular clothes no longer fit and so had switched over to stretch pants and loose shirts. Britney on the other hand was now in full maternity wear that we had to find online because they normally didn’t make clothes for girls her size at the mall or Wally world. The poor girl was already starting to waddle and looked like she had swallowed a small watermelon. The only thing that kept people from giving her pity was that she was always wearing a huge smile. She was not just happy, but proud as hell about it.

Unlike Mandy who was going the “dignified” rout, Britt was going all out. She picked out shirts that said “No, I’m not fat.” And “I think I might be pregnant.” She wore them everywhere and her friends loved them. There were of course people who stared but we had all gotten used to that. The day that really counted to me was the one time, about a week ago, my boss called me to please come in for a little bit to help with a disaster. The girls and I were coming back from shopping so I decided to take them in with me.

Of course there were those that were polite, those that avoided us, and a few that even congratulated the girls and wished then well. Then the boss came over and the look on his face pure shock. The girls seemed a little worried that they should have come with me. “Holy Hanna. Would you look at the two of you.” He said in a voice that carried to the next building. He came over and his smile grew. He looked at Mandy and she even blushed a little. “Dear lord girl, I think this baby is just making you prettier and I didn’t think that was possible.” Then he looked at Britt and bent down and said quietly to her. “I like your shirt. Keep that spirit little one. Don’t take any shit off know nothings that try and tell you different. My great grandma was your age when she started and went on to have seven more. People these days are too stuck up, they need a little shaking up now and then and you have the spunk to do it.” Her little shoulders came back, she stood proud, and then she shocked the hell out of all of us when she gave him a big hug around the neck.

In all the years I had known my boss I never saw him blush, and I sure never saw a sweeter look than he had when she let him go. He looked over at me and his normal scowl came back. “You better take damn good care of these girls you good for nothing.” Then he walked off and everyone just stared. This was going to be one for the history books and the girls just sat quietly while I talked to a few of my co-workers to put out the fire. If it was possible for either of them to be prouder of being pregnant they sure were after everything my boss said to them.

And that is how I find myself now. The girls had wondered if they should stay home or not, but I told them like taking off a band aid, its best done quickly. I was glad Brit decided to wear a simple shirt rather than one of her prego-pride ones. We went through security and waited for Liz’s flight to arrive. The girls went from tense to relaxed and back to tense. When the plane arrived we stood at the gate waiting for Liz to deplane. First came the people with special needs as usual, I just didn’t expect Liz to be one of them.

When I saw Liz I knew she had done more than work. Her belly was sticking out in a way I had become very familiar with and the look of pure dread on her face told me she knew this wasn’t going go well. She saw me and headed towards us like she was walking to the gallows and to be truthful I had a moment of anger before I remembered that I wasn’t all that faithful myself. In fact Brit was currently in the process of digesting a large quantity of semen as we stood there watching her.

I smiled at her and she walked a little faster as she approached and even though I had my hands on my hips, she knew the look on my face and relaxed, even though she knew there was going to be lot to work through at home. Then she noticed the girls at my side and she smiled for them before she realized that she was a bit smaller than the two of them. She looked at me in question and I just said “I think we all have things to talk about when we get home. Let’s get your bags and once we are home I think we all have things to talk about.” She nodded and we drove home in relative quiet as we all adjusted to the new situation.

We all went in and it was Mandy who decided to lead off before we all started to think the worst. “Before we get too into everything you should know that Britney and I drugged dad after you left and went and got pregnant. He didn’t know we were doing anything and by the time we told him we knew we were well and truly pregnant.” Liz looked at me and seemed a bit ashamed. No doubt on the way home she was hoping that I had seduced the girls and she could get away from her story. “We’ve been going to Doc Baxter since the day after we told dad and he has been taking good care of us both.”

Liz sat there and looked worried. “Well for me it’s not as easy. I was doing good and missing the three of you a lot. Then I started making some good friends and we started going out and having drinks.” Well that was almost enough right there. Liz was a cheap drunk and should have known better. “Well there was this one guy named Gerald and he and I began to be really good friends. He had been a traveling executive for years and so didn’t have a lot of stability. Well I’m not going to make any excuses. I got drunk, we had sex, and after it was over I felt like crap.” I nodded and waited since it didn’t feel like she was done. “Well he and I worked closely every day and as bad as it sounds I figured that if I had already screwed up my marriage there wasn’t any point in trying to be faithful after I learned I was already pregnant. I figured that after I got off the plane I would be lucky if you didn’t just leave me at the airport.”

I took a deep breath and decided to give her the same consideration I would expect in the near future. “So where do we stand?” She looked at me confused. “Why are you asking me? I cheated, I got pregnant, and I didn’t stop. If you want a divorce it’s yours. I don’t have any right to make any claims.” I nodded. “That’s not what I asked. I asked where do we stand, as in what do you want? Do you want to stay with me? Do you want to make it on your own? Do you want to separate or stay married? Do you still love me or do you have plans with the father?” I then waited for her reply.

She just sat there stunned. “You could still love me after this?” I nodded. “Could and do.” She sat back and looked very confused. Then she shook her head. “It won’t work. You say that now, but there is a good chance the baby won’t look like either of us.” I lifted an eyebrow and she shrugged. “Dark eyes, dark hair ... and dark skin.” Oh yeah, that could cause some issues in the future. “Ok. Let’s try this again. Do you still love me?” She looked in my eyes and nodded. “Would I still be able to meet your needs?” She looked at me oddly then snickered. “Oh yes. In fact there never was really any competition in that category.” I just shrugged. “Do you want to stay married?” She just looked at me and her eyes filled with tears as she nodded.

She swallowed hard and took a calming breath. “How can you forgive me after this?” I shrugged and tried to smile. “Well let’s say that there are still a few facts you don’t know about what happened here. I am hoping you can be as loving and forgiving as we can be of you.” Mandy cleared her throat and looked at me. I nodded to her and she suddenly looked a lot like her mother had. “Well while you were gone Brit and I decided that it was our only chance to make love to the one person we both really love.” Liz looked at me and I held up my hand. “Wait for it...” I said comically. “Well we fixed dinner and so it wasn’t too difficult to slip dad a dose of sleeping pills ... and Viagra.”

Liz looked at her, then at Brit, and then at me. “You mean that your dad didn’t know that you two were...” Mandy shook her head. “Even the doctor doesn’t know. We told her that we drugged dad and then snuck out to meet a couple of boys.” Liz got suspicious. “She didn’t get suspicious?” I took it up then. “Are you kidding? I had to take two drug tests to confirm what the girls told her. I’m sure if she thought I was the father she would have called the cops in before she let the girls come home.” Liz nodded but still seemed worried. “In fact I have been with the girls on every visit since then and she keeps telling me that they are both doing great. She also tells me I’m being a good dad over it all.”

Liz shook her head. “Wow, this is a lot to take in. I have spent months dreading coming back. I figured I had lost everything, and now I come back to find that I have a better and soon to be bigger family than before.” She looked at me and seemed about to cry. “I just don’t know how you can be so understanding of all of it? I cheated on you, our girls drugged you and got pregnant, and you’re sitting there smiling about it all.” I took her hands, pulled her up, and wrapped my arms around her. “You still love me don’t you?” She nodded against me and tentatively put her arms around me. “I just don’t know why you still love me.”

I felt like I had been here recently myself. “Liz, we have been through a lot of things in our lives together. Things change, but that doesn’t mean we can’t adapt to them without losing who we are as a family.” I felt her clutch me a little tighter. Before pressing against me and looking up at me with a little bit of a side look. Then she looked at how the girls were looking at her and got a slightly familiar look. The one she always gets when she figures out something she missed. “So how long after the girls got preggers did it take them to seduce you while awake?” Brit came over and she looked so pitiful. “Daddy held out for two months. Are you mad at us?”