Chapter 5

As I sat in my den, I began to fantasize about such a typical day. Ruby and Michelle were sitting at a table by the pool, partly shielded by an umbrella. I was in the kitchen getting a drink when Ruby called out, “Hey Mork! Can you come here for a minute?”

One of the cable channels had started showing reruns of the old TV sitcom “Mork & Mindy,” where a young Robin Williams starred as the friendly space alien Mork. Since my wife’s name is Mindy, Ruby thought it amusing to call me Mork, Mork from Ork, and so on. At least, that was a running joke this week.

In my daydream, I walked out to where they sat. As I walked, I assumed they were sunbathing topless again. They both sat on the far side of the table from where I was walking, so I couldn’t see their lower halves very well. But as I got closer I realized that neither of them were wearing anything at all!

Yet, foolishly, I sat down at the table. I asked, “Just what do you think you’re doing? That’s not decent. Put something on this minute.”

“But Daddy,” Michelle said in her best pleading voice, “we’re working on our all-over suntans. And we can’t really get an all-over tan if we wear bikini bottoms.”

“That’s ridiculous,” I said. “Those tiny things you two wear don’t cover anything at all.”

Ruby got up and came over so she was standing right next to me. “Dan,” - she always called me by my first name, at least when she wasn’t joking around - “that’s not true. For instance, look at me.”

She turned around and showed me her back and ass. “I’ve been getting an unsightly line right down the middle of my ass. It’s especially noticeable around my ass crack. You see?” She grabbed her ass cheeks with both hands and slowly pulled them apart while bending over at an impossible angle, so I could see into the hidden and forbidden depths between her luscious butt cheeks.

I didn’t see any tan line, but I sure did see a lot more than I’d expected to of her lovely pussy and her asshole as well! Jesus H. Christ on a pogo stick!

But before I could say anything coherent, she turned around and put her hand over where her bush should have been, except she was shaved bare. “And look. This is the worst. I don’t want to have a big white spot right over my pussy! But that’s what’s happening. Look! Can’t you see?” She rubbed her hand up and down her privates. It seemed that she was mostly stroking her fingers over her pussy lips.

Michelle remained on the other side of the table, but she stood up too and got my attention. “Daddy, look. It’s even worse with me. Look how pale my pussy is. You don’t want that, do you?” She also fingered her pussy lips sensuously.

In the daydream, I remained speechless. But while Michelle was talking, Ruby sat down next to me and grabbed a bottle of suntan lotion off the table. She took my hand and squeezed some of the lotion onto my fingers, and said, “Dan, the worst part is that those pale parts can get burned so easily. You know I don’t tan easily like Michelle does. Here, help me cover up a bit.”

She took my hand and brought it to her pussy.

My daydream self seemed to have little or no willpower, and I simply let her do it. Then I began rubbing the lotion in, though really I was caressing her pussy with only the thinnest of pretense otherwise.

Ruby began to moan very lewdly and happily. I started to concentrate on the area around her clit, and naturally that got a good response.

Meanwhile, Michelle scooted her chair around the table a bit, so all of her body came into view. “Look, Daddy! I need help putting on some lotion too. I need you to take care of my pale white pussy. It needs a lot of attention.” Of course her pussy wasn’t “pale” at all, but that didn’t matter.

As she did before, Ruby acted fast while my attention was on Michelle. She pulled my shorts down, and in the fantastical way that things can happen in dreams, suddenly my shorts were gone and my shirt was too. I was as buck naked as they were.

Ruby put some suntan lotion on her fingers and began to jack off my very erect dick. “Dan, if you’re going to get naked, you have to be careful about a sunburn too. Let me rub this in for you.” She quickly covered my boner with the lotion, but only because it served as a good lubricant.

Before long, Ruby was happily jacking me off with both hands. She sat so close that, as she leaned into me, she pressed her big naked orbs into my chest.

I continued to play with her pussy with one hand while my other hand explored her incredible rack. Before long, I had a finger deep in her vagina. I was rewarded with even louder moans and some suggestive hip writhing.

Despite all this blatant sexual activity, I began to lecture my daughter. Daydreams can be very nonsensical. “Michelle, you and Ruby have gone too far this time. I’m warning you, you have to get a grip.”

“Good idea!” Michelle scooted forward and reached out a hand towards my stiff erection. She kept one hand on her own privates while the other worked with Ruby’s two hands to jack me off incredibly well.

People say that at eight inches my dick is unusually long and especially thick. But with three hands on it, there were too many hands and not enough cock to play with. So one of Ruby’s hands drifted down to tug on and play with my balls.

“That’s not what I meant,” I complained half-heartedly.

Michelle blew off my complaint. “Pshaw! It’s REALLY important to make sure penises don’t get sunburned. Right, Ruby?”

“Right! Especially the really big and thick penises, like this one! We should keep our hands on this one ALL THE TIME, just to be safe!” She giggled.

“Good thinking,” Michelle replied while giggling too. “And if we stroke our hands up and down on it, keeping in sync with the same rhythm, that’ll help too ... Somehow.”

Ruby smirked. “Yeah. Somehow. Who cares how?” She giggled some more.

Michelle commented as she stroked, “It feels really hot too! That means it’s getting sunburned already.”

Ruby enthused, “We’re gonna have to keep stroking it to keep it cool! I hear that if it’s soaked in cum, that helps.”

Although this was just a daydream, I could totally picture a conversation going exactly like this. They were totally cheeky and sexy teases!

“Please, you two!” I practically begged. “Please!”

Just then, I heard my wife Mindy’s voice from behind me. “What do you mean, Honey?”

In reality, I would have been completely freaked out. But since it was a daydream, I was only mildly alarmed. “Mindy! What are you doing home so soon?”

“Oh, Erica and I got in a big argument. I decided to come home early.” She turned and eyed the girls, and especially what their hands were doing to my boner. “But really, Dan. What are you going on about? Do you mean ‘please’ as in ‘Please stroke more so I can shoot a hot load all over your face, ‘ or do you mean ‘please’ as in ‘Please stop for a moment so I can catch my breath before your four hot hands continue stroking my fat pole?!’”

“Um...” In the dream, as I would have been in real life, I was too blown away by the whole situation to say anything coherent.

Mindy put her hands on her hips as if she was miffed, and looked at the two girls. “Really! Girls, I appreciate your efforts to keep his penis from burning, but really! What you’re doing just ain’t gonna cut it. All those hands will help, for a while, but if you seriously want to help, one of you should rest your mouth on his bulbous cockhead to provide complete cover. Don’t you think?”

“Definitely!” Ruby immediately ducked down onto my erection and began licking all around the tip.

Michelle, seeing that Mindy was in on their fun, suggested, “Good idea, Mom, but she’s gonna lose her balance just resting her head on top of that pole. Even with my hands still stroking the base, it just isn’t stable.”

“Good point.” Mindy appeared to be examining the situation like a concerned engineer. “Oh, I know. Ruby, try fitting as much of that fat cock into your mouth as you can. That’ll provide more stability and even more protection from the sun.”

“Mom, you’re a genius!” Michelle said, before bursting into a new round of giggles.

“Mmmm!” Ruby took me into her mouth. Or at least, she tried to. She seemed to be having a little trouble opening up wide enough to take me, but she eventually managed.

“My God,” Mindy said with awe as she watched. “Michelle, just look how hard she works to cram all that hot cock down her throat. Can you do that for Daddy?”

(I wasn’t just being egotistical in my dreams - my penis really was unusually thick. Mindy loved oral sex with me, but she complained all the time about how difficult it was to get in her mouth.)

“Sure thing, Mom!” Michelle said proudly, as she tugged at my balls with one hand. “I’m not afraid! I know it’s a mouthful and then some, but if you can do it all the time, why can’t I?”

“That’s a good girl,” Mindy said as she stood next to us and started to strip out of her pin-striped business attire. “You’ll get used to its thickness, eventually. The key is practice, practice, practice.” She took a closer look at Michelle, who had lost access to my dick ever since Ruby started bobbing on it, having recovered from her initial difficulties.

As she worked on unclasping her bra, Mindy said, “Now Ruby, don’t be greedy. Michelle has been dreaming of sucking on her daddy’s fat cock for months now, and you know that. I want you two to share. Then, once he blows his load, he gets to fuck Michelle senseless first.”

“Yippee!” Michelle said, both in reaction to hearing that and in reaction to seeing Ruby’s mouth leave my erection.

Perhaps my subconscious was trying to tell me something through my daydream. But then even my conscious mind couldn’t deny that Michelle had a very serious and sexual crush on me for months now. Ruby certainly did too.

As Ruby gripped my erection with both hands, my daughter said to me, “Daddy, Mom’s right. I’ve been waiting for this for soooo long.” Then she brought her lips over the bulbous head and started sucking. She too seemed to have some difficulty fitting me into her mouth, but once she found the right angle, she started sinking me deeper and deeper between her ravenous lips.

I groaned so loudly that it was nearly a shout. It wasn’t so much what Michelle was doing since she was just getting started, it was the fact that it was my own daughter sucking me off with such loving devotion!

But at the same time, Ruby was complaining, “No fair! Why does she get to fuck him first?”

Mindy was buck naked by now. She squatted down next to the two girls to get a good look. “Because she’s his real daughter. But don’t worry, he’ll bone you next, and then he’ll do me. Ruby, are you in this for the long term or not?”

“Long term, definitely!”

“Good. Then you realize there’s got to be rules. I’m the wife, and I always get first dibs. Michelle is lover number one and she gets second dibs. You’re lover number two, and you can have him whenever Michelle and I aren’t busy getting fucked.”

“Damn. So I’m at the bottom of the heap.”

“Don’t worry, you’ll get plenty of cock. In fact, Michelle, now that you’ve had your first taste, why don’t you pull back and give Ruby room to lick up one side? Heck, now that I think about it, he’s got enough hot throbbing fuck-meat hanging down there to share, wouldn’t you say? Maybe we can even fit all three of us in there. Let’s find out!”

I was having the time of my life. My daughter was staring up into my face with loving eyes, as her lips slid back and forth over my shaft. She was going at it like a real pro.

But unfortunately, right then the phone rang. It was some annoying telemarketing automated spiel. I just let the answering machine take it. But the call jarred me out of my daydream and threw me back into my empty and lonely room.

I felt ashamed, deeply ashamed. My erection slowly deflated.

Shit! How could I think of my daughters in that way? What kind of sick, perverted freak am I? I’m letting them get to me!

It was hardly the first time I’d had that kind of dream lately. In the past month especially, my head had been filled with the most disturbing thoughts. It really troubled me, because I’d always been completely open with Mindy. She’s not just my wife, she’s my soul mate and my best friend. Before, if I was having some freaky dream, I’d tell her. But not this! Strange dreams at night are bad enough. But with a daydream, I can’t even say my conscious mind wasn’t in control. Even in my confession to her last night, I didn’t mention my daydreams and dreams.

The thing is, the daydream was not even that far removed from reality. Okay, admittedly, from the start of the blowjob onwards, the dream veered wildly from the real world, but their cavalier attitudes seemed pretty realistic, and the teasing was very real. Especially in the last few days since they’d graduated from high school, things were getting totally out of control! It made me ashamed just to think about what had happened recently and the fact that I hadn’t been keeping my wife fully informed.

For instance, I thought back to a couple of days ago, when Ruby came over and spent most of the day with Michelle in our back yard. There was nothing surprising there. But they spent hours working on their tans - their all-over tans.

I’ll tell you, it makes it really hard to write, when you know that all you have to do is look out the window and you’ll be able to see two “perfect ten” bombshells tanning themselves while completely starkers, and with their legs blatantly spread open to boot. They worked on their all-over tans so much that both of them no longer had any signs of any tan lines whatsoever.

I’m really not exaggerating by saying that if either of them wanted to pose for a centerfold, the airbrush artist would have nothing to touch up. No scars, no unsightly moles or birthmarks - nothing! And such firm, hard bodies! It’s like their bodies were built for sex, but neither of them had ever had boyfriends. Such a waste!

My only recourse was to draw the blinds and work in semi-darkness, even though it was a typically beautiful and sunny day outside. Not like I could get a lot of work done, mind you. I was spending most of my time imagining the two of them frolicking about, splashing each other in the pool, their bathing suits long forgotten.

For what seemed the millionth time, I wished I had a normal-looking daughter who had normal-looking friends. But Mindy’s a knockout, and people say I’m handsome, so I guess I shouldn’t be too surprised that our daughter turned into such a head turner.

I’d been left alone for a while, but I knew that Ruby had arrived for real by now.

After a morning of what had become the usual torture from afar, I reluctantly went downstairs for lunch and to subject myself to much worse torture from up close. I sensed the two of them were outside, but I was resolutely determined not to look through the screen door to see what they were doing. Instead, I just shouted out, “I’m making lunch! Get decent!”

I wandered into the kitchen and started preparing some sandwiches.

After a couple of minutes, I looked up through the window to see if they’d put any clothes on. Big mistake. The two of them were completely nude, which was bad enough, but they were standing up with their backs to me and towels in their hands, which was much worse. They shifted their weight from one foot to another, causing their tanned ass cheeks to alternately flex and relax, over and over.

Since they were facing the other way, I was free to ogle for as long as I liked. I’d learned from experience that they set up situations like this, and they would be careful not to look my way at all so I didn’t have to feel shy about staring. They continued to ostensibly towel themselves off, but anyone could see it was just an excuse to flex and pose. I don’t think they were even wet to begin with!

As I watched them bend over and “dry their feet” together for the third time, I found myself thinking, Those two girls are built for one thing and one thing only: fucking! Their bodies are perfectly designed and sculpted for getting fucked. And they don’t even have boyfriends? Why, for the love of God, why? If only they could direct their sexual energy towards boyfriends, that would take the pressure off me!

I looked down at my bulging crotch and mentally added, Literally! Dammit, I’m gonna split these shorts in two. I wanna masturbate so bad, but I’m not gonna let them get to me. If I keep ignoring them, they’ll stop eventually, right?!

A couple of minutes later, the two of them walked into the house wearing nothing but the white towels they’d been holding. The towels were the same on each: wrapped around their hips, they managed to cover their asses and crotches well enough, but that was all. They were completely bare-breasted, and proud of it, even defiant.

I was standing in the middle of the dining room, waiting for them with the lunch.

Michelle licked her lips hungrily. “Mmmm! Sandwiches! Barbecued tofu! My fave!” She immediately launched herself at me, even though I was carrying a plate full of sandwiches to the dining room table. As Michelle smothered me in a hug, I felt hands taking the plate away. Undoubtedly, that was Ruby, enabling a more intimate hug for us.

“You’re the BEST, Daddy!” Michelle squealed with delight, as if I’d just bought her a new car. I could feel her hard nipples pressing into my T-shirt, as she attempted to kiss me on the lips. This was hardly the first time such a thing had happened lately. If I so much as gave either of them a mild compliment or did anything nice, I found myself smothered in hugs and kisses. So I was prepared, and I kept my lips shut tight. But while Michelle was foiled there, she seemed to concentrate her energy on rubbing her tremendous bare rack up and down my chest.

All that rubbing caused her towel to slide off, which was no surprise since it was held up precariously with a tuck of fabric. This was hardly the first towel ‘incident, ‘ but they never seemed to listen to me when I complained.

So now I had a completely naked daughter in my hands, with Ruby standing by and watching with approval! Michelle’s bare and oily body molded into mine and she seemed happy to practically hump me standing up while kissing my closed lips. There was no way she could not feel my erection through my shorts, and in fact the way she was sliding up and down on it with her whole body was rubbing on it and giving me an uncontrollable urge to cum.

But eventually there was an insistent tapping on her shoulder as Ruby said to her, “Hey, I want my turn too.”

So Michelle reluctantly let go with a pout and a sigh.

I noticed that Ruby had put the plate of sandwiches on the table, so her hands were free. Right as she reached out with both arms, Michelle, who was still standing right next to me, gave a gentle tug on Ruby’s towel, causing it to fall even before she embraced me.

I’d spied that little tug, which was something they’d never done before. I started to complain, “Hey! That’s-”