Chapter 80

After that rather bizarre breakfast finished, I took a shower, dressed, and got busy with my writing. Fortunately, for both my work and sanity, I didn’t see the girls for the rest of the morning.

I happily resumed work on my swashbuckler novel about John, Morgana, and Roxanna. Since so much of the story was set in a harem, I decided it was time to get more serious about it. Yesterday, I’d done some research on how actual harems operated in the Middle East in past centuries, and it was distressing and depressing. Harems had been much more centers of cutthroat intrigues than non-stop sex romps. But still, that was helpful for making interesting plots. I decided to go back to what I’d written in recent days, which was almost entirely pornographic, and add in more realistic details and beef up the power struggle elements.

As a result, I didn’t get any further in the story’s plot. But I felt that the most recent chapters were improved, and more of what I’d written would be salvagable for the censored version that would eventually get published.

We all got together for lunch. However, the two Hellions were dressed on the conservative side, and acted that way as well (aside from making several jokes about needing my ‘special sauce’ on their food). They weren’t particularly friendly or unfriendly, but mostly seemed distracted. They made a few veiled hints about a ‘big project’ they’d spent the morning working on. Whatever it was, it was obviously taking up most of their attention. Even as we ate, I could tell that new ideas about their project were coming to them, ideas they wanted to share but couldn’t because I was there. There was a lot of furtive whispering though.

They also had a habit of humming ‘The Imperial March’ whenever I walked to or from the kitchen. That’s the tune usually played when Darth Vader appeared in the Star Wars movies. It was amusing - the first couple of times.

Still, overall, it was kind of nice to have things back to the ‘old ways, ‘ where they more or less dressed and behaved like ordinary teenage girls, rather than sex crazed nymphomaniacs desperate to drain my life force out of me through my penis. I needed a break to absorb all the tectonic changes that had happened recently, plus time to catch up on my writing and actually make progress on my novel.

At the end of the meal, I got their full attention and made an announcement. I reminded them about Nicky’s plans to come home soon, and then explained how Mindy and I had come up with a scheme to divert Nicky to Hawaii for the next two weeks.

My vixen daughters appeared both amused and relieved. Michelle snickered, “Looks like the shoe’s on the other foot - now YOU get to be the schemer!”

I pointed out, “However, Nicky’s not going directly there. She’s driving home tomorrow. She’ll be spending the night here, as she has some last minute errands, and of course she has to pack for tropical weather.” (Even though Nicky was off at college, her bedroom was more or less unchanged, and she still had a majority of her clothes and other possessions in there.)

We discussed the problems of Nicky being here, even if only for one night. I made it clear that there would be a total sex ban during that time, and there shouldn’t be even the tiniest hint about something sexual going on.

Michelle pointed out, “That’s no problem. We’ve got our sex boycott going on anyway, so the timing is perfect. Besides, we’ll be totally busy with our project, not to mention our crap job. We’ll hardly have a chance to see her anyway.”

I said, “You mean your video job, not your ‘crap job.’”

She rolled her eyes. “Whatever.”

I repeated myself a bit, stressing the importance of not giving Nicky any chance to figure out what was going on. I even did some finger wagging and pointing to emphasize my concerns.

That led Ruby to ask, “But she’s only gonna be in Hawaii for two weeks. What then?”

I really hated that question, because I had no answer. I admitted, “I honestly don’t know. She’s at Berkeley most of the year, obviously. It’s only two months that we have to deal with. Maybe we’ll just have to cool down and be very discreet for the rest of the summer until she goes back north. I dunno. At least, we’ll have two weeks to talk about it and come up with a plan.”

“That’s totally unacceptable!” Michelle complained. “I have no doubt you’ll come to your senses about this dating stinky boys thing. Eventually. Even though you can be as slow and as stubborn as a mule when it comes to changing your misguided ways. So that means we’ll have to go without pleasuring the King for the ENTIRE summer? I SO don’t fucking think so!” She folded her arms underneath her rack to emphasize her point (not to mention bolster her humongous tits!).

Ruby turned to Michelle and said, “You mean get by with less pleasuring. Like, we may only get to suck on the King once or twice a day. We could sneak out of the house and do it at my house or something. But not go without completely! Come on. That’s just crazy talk!”

Michelle’s eyes went wide. “Oh GOD! What if Daddy doesn’t give in for THE ENTIRE TWO WEEKS, and then Nicky comes back?!”

Ruby put a hand on Michelle’s arm, as she clutched her for support. “Don’t even go there! Think of all the Daddy cock left unsucked! You’re scaring me!”

Michelle was alarmed. “I know! We’ll never be able to get those lost boners back!”

Ruby pointed out, “Thank God that at least my mom and Sue Ellen will be there to at least take care of some of those. And he can freely fuck both of them already.”

Michelle groaned unhappily. “Don’t remind me! This is going to be torture, endless torture!”

I said, “Let’s not ‘go there’ for now. But be warned. I’m willing to go to some pretty extreme lengths to keep Nicky out of our sordid little harem world. So let me know if you have any ideas.”

Michelle suddenly and dramatically stood up and pulled her top off. She’d been wearing a bra, but she quickly got rid of that too. As she was doing, she told Ruby, “Quick! Take off all your clothes!”

Ruby asked her in confusion, “What are you doing?! What about the boycott?!”

Michelle continued to quickly strip as she explained, “I’ve discovered that Daddy does all his best thinking when he’s horny. So we need to put the boycott on hold for just a few minute to get him in the right mindset.”

Ruby started stripping too, though reluctantly. “Okay ... but no touching. Right?”

“Um...” Michelle was torn about that. “I don’t know if he’s horny enough for what I’m going to suggest. What if you just sit in his lap and kiss him and rub your big tits all over his chest?”

“I can do that!!” Ruby immediately plopped herself on my lap without asking me first. She still had her skirt and panties on, but she was able to remove them while snuggling up to me.

I belatedly protested, “Hey! Isn’t anyone going to ask me if I want this?”

They both spoke as one: “No!” Then they burst into laughter.

I didn’t have a chance to reply because Ruby planted her lips on mine and gave me a big French kiss.

My dick swiftly engorged and I found my hands clutching and fondling Ruby’s bare ass cheeks.

I was unable to see what devilry Michelle was up to during the kiss. But it came to an abrupt end when Ruby pulled her lips away in distress and said, “Oh no! Michelle, I’m sorry, but this somehow happened.”

She was referring to the fact that one of her hands had found its way into my shorts during the kiss. She’d begun jacking me off without even thinking about it. She still didn’t stop stroking my boner, but she repositioned slightly to show Michelle what she was doing.

Michelle said to her, “Don’t worry about it. In fact, I was about to ask you to do that. As long as you stop there and keep your mouth and tits away from the King, we’ll be okay. He really does his best thinking like this.”

Ruby exhaled with relief. “Phew! I’m so glad to hear that. Gaawwwd! I’ve missed this so much!” She brought a second hand down to unzip my fly. Once she took care of that, she pumped and fondled my boner with both hands.

I was too overwhelmed by their raw sexuality to even think whether I wanted them to violate the sex boycott like this or not. They were unstoppable forces of nature in any case. All I could manage was to complain to Ruby, “You sound like it’s been ages, but it’s only been a matter of hours.”

She replied, “True, but it’s been a lot of hours. And you don’t know what it’s like to be a cock slave. When you live to serve Daddy cock, going without for even a few hours is almost unbearable!”

I started to say, “Come on. It’s can’t be...” But my voice trailed off, because of what Michelle was doing. I’d lost sight of her, with Ruby right in my face. So it was unexpected when Michelle also appeared in my face. Or, more accurately, her jutting torpedoes did. She stood directly behind where Ruby was sitting in my lap, probably pressing much of her body directly against Ruby’s backside. Then her enormous F-cups suddenly loomed large right in my face. She clutched their outer sides, pushing them forward so they were practically enveloping my face!

Ruby couldn’t fail to notice that. She lowered her head slightly so those giant globes really could envelop my face. She giggled. “Nice one, Michelle!”

I couldn’t see a thing, because my nose was suddenly buried deep in Michelle’s very deep cleavage. Nearly all of my face was feeling her soft and spongy tit-flesh. But I certainly could feel a lot, including Ruby’s erect nipples poking through my shirt and her hands slipping and sliding all over my hot pole.

Although I was unable to see Michelle’s face, I could hear the smirky satisfaction as she said, “Okay, that’s better. Like I said, Daddy, you do all your best thinking in this sort of thinking. Which brings me back to what I wanted to say about the Nicky problem.”

I muttered, “Uh-oh!” I had a foreboding feeling. I kept on unthinkingly kneading Ruby’s ass cheeks as I waited for what I was certain would be a bad suggestion. If it was something I would readily agree with, she wouldn’t have to go through all this to try to soften me up first.

Michelle said, carefully, “Okay, Daddy, don’t be alarmed, but ... wouldn’t it be easier if you just were honest with Nicky? You should just tell her the truth. All of it!” As she spoke, she was caressing my face with her gigantic knockers.

I unhappily responded, “A-ha! I knew you were going to say something like that. I suppose I should tell her what I’m doing to you and Ruby too?”

“Of course!”

Trying to ignore their combined sexy attack, especially the way Ruby was rubbing my sweet spot, I asked, “And I imagine you want me to just mention to her that I’ve got four sex slaves, including you two?”

“Of course!” Michelle said happily again. “Why the heck not? You’ve always told us that honesty is the best policy. And wouldn’t it be easier for everyone involved? That way, we won’t have to sneak around.”

I groaned unhappily, even though I was flying high from the handjob and all the rest. “Shelle, all you ever do is think about yourself. That would work out great for you, but what about Nicky?! She’ll be devastated! It would be worse than finding out her family joined some strange cult.”

“I beg to differ,” Michelle responded while continuing to give my face a strange sort of gentle titty massage. “Sure, she’ll be shocked at first, but she’ll get over it soon enough. You think she’s totally prudish and sexless, but she’s not. She actually has a really hot body! And her tits are a lot bigger than you probably think. You need to see her in a bikini.”

I tried to groan unhappily again, although I fear it might have sounded more erotic. I suddenly had disturbing visions of Nicky in a very skimpy red bikini, with breasts as large as Ruby’s, or even Michelle’s. To mask my arousal, I loudly complained, “Shut up! What the hell does that have to do with anything?!”

Michelle slid her jutting tits so I unexpectedly found a hard nipple right in front of my mouth. Without thinking, I began suckling on it. I just couldn’t resist!

Once she had me hooked on that, she replied, “It’s very relevant, because I think you completely misunderstand her. You still think of her as your innocent, virgin, little girl. But she’s been going out with Steve for, like, a year. They’ve definitely had sex! She’s been fucked, many times, I’m sure! She knows exactly how it feels to have a hot, throbbing cock slide into her burning, needy, tight cunt! Of course, the odds are a million to one that Steve’s cock is as thick and powerful as yours, but still, I’m sure she’s enjoyed herself. She’s cried out in orgasmic ecstasy as she-”

I pulled my lips off Michelle’s nipple to exclaim, “Where are you going with this?! Get to your point already!”

She used her hands to guide my mouth to her other nipple. Once I was latched on, she continued, “Fine. My point is, she’s not the sexual prude you think she is. In fact, she’s a total hottie! She’s got a body that’s built for sex, just like mine! Since we’re sisters, that’s no surprise. I think she’s VERY sexual, it’s just that she’s scared of the power of her sexual desires so she covers up and tries to deny her true nature. Which means that she will understand if we tell her the full truth, eventually. It’s the best way, and you know it!”

“In fact...” She paused. Then I felt more fingers on my stiff erection, suggesting that at least one of her hands had joined with Ruby’s. Once her fingers were slipping and sliding in my pre-cum, she continued, “In fact, since we are sisters, the odds are very good that she’s sexually submissive just like me. Just like Mom. Admit it, Mom must be somewhat submissive to have that whole cucquean thing going on. So it runs in the family, through the women. Which means that, once she gets over her initial shock, she’ll probably want to join in! Join the harem! Learn to serve your great big cock!”

That distressed me so very much that I was able to pull my lips off Michelle’s nipple and push her massive tits away from my face. But I didn’t stop there. I slowly and carefully stood up. Since Ruby was on my lap, she was unable to do anything but slide off.

Somehow, my two relentless vixen daughters wound up with their hands still wrapped around my boner, even after we all ended up standing.

Having accomplished that much, I practically yelled, “A-ha! I knew it! I knew you were going to go there. But you couldn’t be more wrong. That’s sick! She’s nothing like you! Don’t drag her down into this!”

Michelle had claimed the prime spot at my cockhead, and she rubbed my sweet spot aggressively as she said, “A-ha! Your mouth says one thing, but your big fat cock says another. If you’re so outraged, why aren’t you going flaccid?”

I protested, “How can I, with you two stuck on me like leeches?! Even after I stood up, I still can’t get you to stop!”

Ruby had been curiously silent all along, but unfortunately she spoke up to say, “That’s because we’re young, hot, busty, and in our sexual prime! Just like Nicky. If you could see her entire body, you’d realize that she’s a perfect ten. Which means she’s incredibly fit and athletic, which means she has to have an energetic sex drive.”

“No it doesn’t!” I was panting hard, and not just from the still continuing dual handjob. Standing up hadn’t helped me much, except to get their enormous racks off my face and chest.

Ruby said, “Daddy, I’ve been jacking you off all along. As soon as Michelle mentioned making Nicky one of your sex slaves, your cock started twitching wildly. What does that mean?”

“It doesn’t mean anything! That’s just coincidence, ‘cos you’re slowly wearing my down!” Finding a new burst of resolve, I managed to take a couple of steps back while pushing them away. That finally freed my boner from their relentlessly sliding fingers. I quickly secured this victory by covering my crotch with both hands. Of course I was flying high with arousal, but I wasn’t about to give them the satisfaction of making me cum while they talked about Nicky like this.

Now that I was regaining control of the situation, I spoke loudly and firmly. “Listen to me, and listen to me good! Those ideas of yours about Nicky ... they’re out of bounds! They’re misguided and crazy, and a disaster waiting to happen! So don’t let me catch you saying them ever again! And especially don’t you dare suggest them to anyone else, most especially Nicky herself! Do you want to ruin everything we have going here?!”

Michelle and Ruby seemed chastened. They dropped their heads and acted contrite. Michelle said, “Sorry, Daddy. You’re right. That was probably uncalled for. It’s just that I was kind of ... brainstorming. I mean, it is a logical option to simply tell her the truth, at least, isn’t it?”

Ruby quickly added, “You’ve always encouraged us to be honest. Stuff like that made you a better dad than my supposed real dad.”

I responded somewhat uncomfortably, “Yeah, well, that’s definitely true most of the time. But there are times for white lies or lies of omission. Everybody knows that. Nobody is 100 percent honest all the time. It’s just not practical or possible. This is a time where we have no choice but to keep certain facts from her.”

I continued, with my hands still covering my raging erection, “Because you’re totally wrong about her being like you, Shelle. Don’t take this badly, but you’re off the charts, sexually. I’m not really sure what the exact definition of a ‘nympho’ is, but you’d probably qualify.”

Her face lit up. “Thanks! I take that as a compliment.”

Ruby shifted into a sexy pose, showing off her nude body. “Daddy, am I a nympho too? Please say ‘yes!’”

I groaned with lust and frustration. “Probably. If Michelle is, then you are too. But my point is, you two are extreme outliers. Nicky, by contrast, is right down the middle. Totally normal sexually in every way! Which means she’s NOT going to be predisposed to be understanding about this. In fact, if you go by the way conservative way she dresses, she’s way more prudish than most girls her age. So please! NO MORE talk along those lines! We’ll just have to think of something else.”

I was pleasantly surprised when Michelle nodded obediently. “Whatever you say, Daddy. You are our master, after all. We have to obey you. And you may well be right. Sometimes, I let my lust run wild and that can affect my judgment.”

I asked sarcastically, “You think?! Geez! Jesus H. Christ on a pogo stick! I officially declare any talk of Nicky along those lines to be off limits! Is that clear?”

They both nodded, even as they stood side by side in all their naked glory.

I suggested, “If you must grapple with this Nicky problem, put your devious minds to figuring out ways to keep our sexual lifestyle from her for the rest of the summer. Okay? There are things we can do, ways we can continue to have fun without getting caught. Let’s make that our goal.”

Michelle nodded. “Yes, Master. We’ll be good.”

Ruby put a hand on Michelle’s bare shoulder. “Before we get too good, Daddy still has a big time boner. Since we kind of temporarily broke our sex boycott anyway, shouldn’t we kind of help him finish? I’m thinking a long, slurpy, glorious dual blowjob! On our knees, of course, and with lots of titfucking action!”

Michelle bit her lip as she stared at my hands covering my crotch. “That would be ... fairly ... awesome! Gaawwwd! We could spend like the next hour slobbering and slurping all over that massive monster! Together! And I really want to take another crack at deep throating. And you should too.”

But then she appeared to have a change of heart. “But ... no!” She clutched at Ruby’s nearest shoulder. “We have to be strong! Strong! Think of the sex boycott! Think of the stinky boys! Think of STEVE!”

That surprised Ruby. “Steve? Why Steve? He seems like a relatively nice, normal guy.”

“True, but that’s just the thing. Do you have a ‘nice, normal guy’ for a BOYFRIEND?! Do you want Daddy to force you to date somebody like him?”

Ruby caught on, and her face soured. “Oh, no! Oh, HELL NO! Pardon my French, but no fucking way! My heart belongs to Daddy! And my entire body!” She quickly assumed Position Number Two, which meant hands on head, legs spread wide, and chest thrust out.

Michelle saw that and immediately struck the same pose, careful to do it side by side. With her head slightly bowed, he said to me, “Master, you have NO IDEA how tough it is for me to resist the siren call of your great big cock! Even though you’re covering it, I can tell that it’s wonderfully stiff. That’s literally what I live for, to serve you, to keep the King throbbing with pleasure! But that’s also why I’m forced to leave you hanging this time. A cock slave can only have ONE master!”