Chapter 45

Lydia got up off my hand and quickly snuggled in next to me, cuddling up next to my body while I continued to kiss Lizzie after our unbelievable three-in-a-row sex sprint.

“Thanks sis,” Lizzie said without breaking eye contact with me. “It’s never been like that before.”

“Why are you thanking me?”

“You didn’t try to share. You just let me have Daddy all to myself, like I had a right to him.”

Lydia giggled. “It’s not like I totally left you guys alone. Daddy still had his fingers inside me the whole time.”

“All that matters is the sex felt like it was just ours.”

Lydia smirked, “you know, if you really wanted to be selfish you could have just kicked me out for a second. You know I wouldn’t have minded. We have that understanding now, remember?”

“Really?” I asked. “You’re not even a little jealous?”

“Of course,” Lydia admitted. “But you’re mine too. Ever since you fucked me at the tennis complex, just you and me, Lizzie and I both know we can have you alone sometimes. And this morning, I’m in a chill mood. Plus my pussy kinda hurts right now after all that fucking last night. So I think I’ll let you rest with me a bit.”

I smirked, “ok.”

Lizzie giggled. “And mine obviously doesn’t hurt. I feel great. I think I can go again if I want.”

“That’s crazy,” Lydia exclaimed. “You’re horny as fuck this morning!”

Lizzie blushed. “Maybe. I dunno.”

I laughed, “I don’t think I can handle anymore sex this morning. You girls are wearing me out.”

“Yeah, that’s fair,” Lizzie nodded.

“Are you two always this horny in the morning? Is this like a normal thing?” I asked, looking between the twins.

They laughed in unison. “Umm, yeah. Definitely. We’re always horny in the mornings,” Lizzie said. “We’ve never woke up with you before. Usually it’s just us.”

Lydia nodded in agreement, “yeah, if we’re both up early enough before school, we’ll have sex before you take us to school.”

“Really?” I asked wide-eyed. “You guys never told me that.”

“We know, but we love doing it,” Lydia said.

“I’m surprised you never caught us,” Lizzie admitted, sitting up and stretching her arms, her tits rising on her chest. “We’re not quiet about it either.”

“We get loud, don’t we?” Lydia said, biting her lower lip and smiling shyly.

“Why have I never heard you doing this?” I shook my head and laughed. “You’re right across the hall from me.”

The girls both shrugged. “It’s just kind of what we do,” Lizzie answered. “There are two closed doors the sound would have to travel through.”

“That makes sense,” I admitted. “But still, it’s crazy.”

“It’s not like we fuck before school all the time,” Lydia insisted. “Maybe only 1 or 2 times a week.”

“We did just yesterday,” Lizzie added.

“Oh yeah, right,” Lydia remembered fondly.

I laughed. “You girls are insatiable.”

“So are you though, Daddy,” Lydia pointed out. “It must be our genes.”

“Yeah, you’re not wrong,” I chuckled.

“But that’s why we have to have each other,” Lydia said. “Nobody understands what it’s like to be like us. Nobody knows what it’s like to have such an extreme need for sex like we all have.”

“That’s true,” Lizzie added. “And we have to be together so we can give Daddy the sex he needs.”

“And we need,” Lydia added.

“I’ve always needed sex,” I smiled. “I used to masturbate constantly.”

“We know,” Lydia grinned. “And then we started watching you without you knowing...”

“ ... And then we decided to seduce you,” Lizzie finished for her sister, recapping how we all got together in the first place.

Lydia nodded, snuggling into me and smiling.

“And I’m glad you did,” I admitted, stroking her hair and holding her close. “I’ve never had this kind of sex before. And then throwing Jules into the mix ... She’s pretty insatiable in her own right.”

“Yeah, she seems to be,” Lizzie said, her expression shifting a bit as she said it.

“But nothing like you two,” I replied, kissing Lizzie gently on the forehead.

“Of course not,” Lydia giggled. “We have something special that nobody else has.”

Lizzie looked up at me and smiled, “that’s for sure. Nobody else is a nympho like we all are. And there’s also the whole incest thing.”

“I mean, yeah,” Lydia nodded. “There’s all that too. But Daddy, what I mean is nobody else can do what we can do for you. We’re identical twins and we’re a package deal. We can both share you. You get two sets of tits, two pussies, two tongues, two mouths, two sets of hands ... that’s a pretty fucking awesome deal for you, right?”

“She’s right. Most guys never have two women, let alone two women who are also twins,” Lizzie chimed in. “And we know each other so well, it’s like we’re one person.”

“It’s true,” Lydia added.

I thought about it for a moment.

“Well, that is true,” I nodded. “You girls are the only two that I know of who would be able to do all of that. You’re a package deal, as you said. It’s kind of incredible how perfect it is. I mean, I love Jules and all but our three person thing just doesn’t compare to what we have.”

“So it’s pretty obvious you should stick with us,” Lydia giggled, snuggling into me as she kissed my cheek. “We’re not just a fling or a temporary thing. We’re meant to be.”

“Obviously. You’ll be my daughters forever, whether we continue this kind of relationship or not,” I said, kissing her on the top of her head.

“Right,” Lydia nodded. “Forever. You’re stuck with us, Daddy.”

“I know. And I love it.”

Lizzie smiled. “That’s good. Because I love you too, Daddy.”

“I love you too sweetheart,” I said, kissing Lizzie tenderly on the lips. Lydia wanted some too, so she kissed me softly too as we continued to lie in the afterglow.

“You sure I’m not messing you guys up permanently?” I asked honestly.

Lizzie frowned, “what do you mean?”

I sighed, “I just mean, you’re sure that some day you won’t be like ‘my daddy abused us by forcing us to do this for his own sexual pleasure’ or whatever?”

“It’s not abuse,” Lizzie said, rolling her eyes at me. “If it was, wouldn’t you feel guilty about it?”

“That’s true,” I admitted. “But I can’t help but worry. You girls are so young and innocent. What happens when you guys get older and more mature and you start hating me?”

“That’s ridiculous,” Lydia stated. “You’re being paranoid. We’ve already discussed this.”

“Yeah, what’s there to be worried about?” Lizzie chimed in.

“I don’t know. It’s just that what we’re doing is arbitrarily wrong, even though we all agreed it’s not,” I explained, trying to articulate what I meant. “I mean, I know it’s not abusive. I know I’m not forcing you to do it or anything like that. But at the same time, I’m having a sexual relationship with my own daughters. It’s kind of messed up.”

“But it’s not,” Lydia insisted. “We all agreed this is fine. Nobody is getting hurt.”

“Yeah,” Lizzie added. “It doesn’t matter if we’re related or not. If you think about it, we’re basically having a casual affair. Right? You wouldn’t see anything wrong with that, right?”

“I suppose not,” I said thoughtfully.

“Exactly. So it doesn’t matter. We don’t have to go back to that ‘it’s wrong’ phase ever again. We can just be a family with our own little arrangement. It’s not weird at all anymore. It’s not like you’re the only one having sex with a family member. We all know what we’re doing,” Lizzie said, her voice raising in pitch and tone as she spoke.

“So there’s nothing to worry about,” Lydia added. “We can all be happy.”

I nodded slowly and exhaled before continuing, “I guess, I just assumed...” I breathed, trying to get my thoughts together. “Let’s say we quit doing this tomorrow and we go back to just being father and daughter. How will we feel about this when we look back in 5 or 10 years?”

“That’s irrelevant,” Lizzie said, giving me a cute kiss on my cheek.

“Why is it irrelevant?”

“Because we’ll never go back to that, ever,” Lizzie answered.

“Never,” Lydia said firmly. “We’ll always be your girls. Always.”

I sighed, “By ‘your girls,’ do you mean like we’ll always have sex with each other?”

“Well, yeah,” Lydia giggled. “You didn’t think this was just going to end? That we’re going to quit this?”

“I don’t know what I thought,” I said honestly, stroking my daughter’s hair. “I suppose I just thought eventually it would end and we would have to stop having sex and we would go back to just being family again.”

“But why would that happen?” Lizzie asked. “It doesn’t make sense that you would stop sleeping with us now.”

“I know, sweetheart. It’s just a hypothetical,” I said.

“Well, I guess that’s a stupid question then,” Lydia said sarcastically.

“I don’t know,” I laughed. “It’s hard to think about this in general,” I replied. “This whole thing has been a whirlwind.”

“This is permanent,” Lydia stated. “This can’t end. We can’t go back to our old life now. We can’t just pretend like nothing happened. The relationship we have with you now is permanent. This is how it is. It’s not a phase or anything like that. It’s real and it’s forever.”

I sighed. “Even when you go off and get married someday? Or if I remarry someday?”

“Even then,” Lydia giggled. “We’ll always be yours.”

“So are you saying, even if we get married to someone else, we’ll still continue this, just not as often?”

“That’s right,” Lizzie said.

“Okay,” I nodded. “So it’s a casual thing then? Like if we don’t live in the same house...”

“ ... We’ll still fuck,” Lydia interjected. “Like, at the very least, maybe we’ll visit each other and have some sex now and again, but I think this will always be permanent stuff that we do with each other.”

“Well, that makes sense,” I admitted.

“It’s just what we want,” Lizzie said. “At the end of the day, it’s just how our family is. It’s not just about us or the fact that we’re having sex. This is the relationship we want with you. It’s the best family dynamic we can think of.”

“Let me ask you this, Daddy,” Lydia began. “Let’s say there was some activity we wanted to do with you, like hiking or rock climbing or whatever. And we loved it. We did it every week and we had fun doing it together and it’s something we really bonded over. Something we all shared and enjoyed doing together, and it made us closer as a family. But then someone came along and wanted to join in. They weren’t really a part of the family, but they wanted to be included and do something fun with us. We might go rock climbing with that other person, but rock climbing would always be a special family thing for us.”

“Right,” I nodded.

“We’d never stop doing it because of the new person in our dynamic. It would be part of our family from then on. It would always be something we did as a family.”

“Only our rock climbing is sex?” I asked.

“That’s right,” Lydia answered. “This is the same thing. This is our new thing. It’s a family thing. It’s just us and you.”

“Even if we have sex with other people?” I asked.

“Like Jules?” Lizzie asked.

“Yeah,” I admitted. “I don’t know. Like Jules. Maybe other people too.”

“Are you talking us finding some boy or guy or whatever?” Lydia asked. “Or you finding some other chick to have sex with?”

I grinned. “I don’t know. Both. Maybe. I don’t know.”

“Well, if it’s going to happen, we don’t care,” Lydia said. “As long as you still are with us as much as possible, I don’t care. Right, sis?”

Lizzie paused for a second, thinking about it. “Yeah, I guess. I think I’d like it if you’re happy. Like, if it’s something you’re really into doing. Like, I assume you mean if Jules invites one of her friends or something and you want to fuck them?”

“Yeah, I mean, that’s kind of what I mean,” I nodded.

“I don’t think it’s important,” Lydia added. “We won’t mind if you want to fuck somebody else, as long as we get you as much as possible.”

Lizzie giggled, “And you seem like you can fuck pretty often anyway.”

“If we got boyfriends, we’d still have the energy and desire to fuck you too,” Lydia chimed in. “We’re just like you. We’re pretty sexual.”

“Endlessly. Obsessed. Insatiable,” I nodded, still in awe of this conversation. “You girls have that same quality too.”

“Yep,” Lizzie sighed contentedly. “It was a tough and confusing thing for us to deal with when we were little, but thank God I had Lydia, since she was going through it too.”

Lydia smiled at her sister lovingly, “When we started having sex, Lizzie, we didn’t know what to think about it. It just felt good so we did it. But now we know why we feel this way, and we understand why we have the cravings. It’s just in our genes.” Lydia paused before reaching her hand across my chest to find Lizzie’s hand. “I’m so lucky I have a twin sister who is as sexual as I am. We were born into a family of insatiable sex machines. Lucky us,” Lydia laughed, interlocking her fingers. “And I know you wonder what would happen if we get boyfriends or husband or whatever in the future, but...”

Lydia and Lizzie locked eyes and smiled at each other, their smiles both identical.

“ ... My sister is kind of my best friend and my girlfriend. I don’t want that to change. So I don’t think it’ll matter if we get a boyfriend or husband. I’ll always be with her,” Lydia concluded.

“I think so too, sis,” Lizzie said, squeezing her sister’s hand. “Like, you’re my twin. We have this connection. Even when we get older and become adults, I think our relationship will stay the same.”

“Yeah, I think so too,” Lydia agreed. “Like, I’d be just fine with us staying in a committed relationship forever, like we’re married. We’re...”

“ ... Soulmates,” Lizzie finished.

“Right,” Lydia said. “Our souls are linked. It’s no different than if we were gay and got married. If we love each other, why not?”

“Exactly,” Lizzie nodded.

“So you two would be okay essentially having a relationship with each other the rest of your lives?” I asked.

“Yep,” Lydia answered.

“Why wouldn’t we?” Lizzie asked. “We love each other.”

I couldn’t help but smile selfishly at that. “So you don’t think you’d ever get a husband or boyfriend or anything like that in the future?”

“I don’t know,” Lydia answered. “I mean, it’s kinda like, why would we need a boyfriend?”

“Exactly,” Lizzie agreed. “We are perfectly happy with each other. Honestly, boys would just be about sex. But sex is what we have with you, Daddy. And nobody would ever be better than you.”

“I see,” I said thoughtfully. “You girls really love each other?”