Chapter 39

“Oh shit! The windows!” I’d been standing there with my boner pointing straight out, close enough to fear for it getting thwacked by Ruby’s swinging orbs. I grabbed my erection and pulled it up to my stomach as I made it to the window.

My plan was to close the windows tight and then probably the drapes, just for good measure. But as soon as my head appeared, I heard Mindy yelling up at me. “Hi, Honey!”

My position blown, I tried to play it cool. Seeing her peeking out from under an umbrella and waving up at me, I waved back. “Hi, Sweetheart!”

I had a better view looking down on Cindy, who was busy trying to cover her bare breasts with both arms again. She, like Mindy, wore sunglasses even though both were safely in the shade, so it was hard to read her facial expression. However, I could tell she wasn’t smiling.

As I stood there, staring through the screen, I felt a hand on my bare ass. It was Michelle’s hand, naturally (since Ruby was tied up). I’d been standing with my legs close to the wall but slightly akimbo, and she realized that was her chance.

Sitting in the reverse direction to which I was standing, my blonde bombshell daughter squeezed her head between my legs and then pulled up, while clutching my ass cheeks with both hands. Before I even knew what was happening, she had nearly half my erection inside her mouth and was already using it to massage her tonsils!

Big surprise there! I was beginning to detect a pattern: the Gruesome Twosome really seemed to love sucking my cock all day long! It wasn’t just hype. They were showing an uncommon passion that couldn’t be faked.

Mindy yelled up, “Honey, are my ears deceiving me, or did I just hear Ruby screaming, ‘Fuck my tits?!’ Are you fucking her big breasts, you naughty boy?”

She didn’t sound upset about it, but with Cindy there I had to play dumb. “Um, no!” I shouted back. “I’m talking to you, right? How could I be doing that if I’m talking to you?” It was a weak defense, since Ruby had most definitely just shouted that loudly, and what else could she mean? But I couldn’t think of anything better on the spur of the moment.

I just hoped they hadn’t heard any of the rest. Ruby had shouted “FUCK MY TITS” extra loudly, so it seemed probable that was all they’d heard.

“Well, then, get on with it already!” my wife yelled up. She laughed, and then added, “Kidding!”

I saw her lean over the patio table she was sitting at and say something to Cindy, but I couldn’t tell what it was.

My God! Just watching my wife’s breasts droop and sway like that, even at a distance, was very arousing! That was doubly true since my cock was being sucked at the same time by our youngest genetic daughter. Mindy didn’t have much of a tan, but other than that, she reminded me of one of the prototypical blonde “California Girls” the Beach Boys sung about. She still had “it” after all these years.

Then Mindy shouted up, “So, if she wasn’t shouting that, then what was she shouting?”

Damn! Damn good question. How would I get out of this? And with Michelle madly slurping her way around my pole while clutching my ass for support, I couldn’t exactly think straight. I tried to come up with something else that maybe sounded similar, but I was drawing a blank.

I shouted back the first thing that came to my mind. “Oh, she was shouting that, but not in the way you think. That’s just a vulgar expression kids are using these days, meaning ‘Oh my God.’ You know, like another one is ‘Fuck nose.’” I held a hand in front of my nose and jerked my hand back and forth. “Get it? As in, ‘Who the fuck knows?’”

Cindy and Mindy turned to each other and laughed a bit about that. That was good. Maybe they were buying my excuse. It sure beat Cindy’s face turning red with anger and having her shout, “Get your damned dick out of my daughter’s tits!” I could easily see that happening.

Mindy shouted up, “Then what was she shouting that about? Did you give her some big surprise?”

“Um, yeah, I was giving her something big.” I shouldn’t have said that, I immediately realized, but dammit, I was floating so high on lust that all my thoughts were sexual. All I could think about was how my cock would soon be sliding through Ruby’s cleavage. I tried to cover up the all too obvious innuendo by saying loudly, “Look, this is a bit awkward. You want me to come down there and talk to you?”

“No, that’s all right. Where’s Michelle?”

Damn! What is this, some kind of interview?!

“Heck if I know,” I replied, even though Michelle was right there between my legs, lapping at my sweet spot as if her life depended on it.

Mindy half-complained, half-joked, “If you don’t know, then who does? Damn girl, she’s always sticking her head in where it doesn’t belong. She’s sticking her nose into other people’s business again, isn’t she?”

I’m sure Mindy’s smirk-o-meter was hitting its max setting. Somehow, she HAD to know that Michelle was sucking me off, even as we spoke. I didn’t know how, since she couldn’t see it or hear it, but I know my Mindy, her vocal intonations, and her sense of humor. I just hoped that Cindy, who knew her nearly as well as I did, didn’t catch on.

It occurred to me that Mindy probably had learned one way or another about what was going to happen up here. Michelle could have told her that I had a Ruby titfuck coming, and if she knew Ruby liked getting tied up, then it couldn’t be our redheaded vixen daughter blowing me right this instant. Plus, she knew that the girls were naughty little Hellions who wouldn’t pass up an opportunity like this.

Damn, my wife is a devious genius!

I shouted down, “Yeah, you know Michelle! Trouble with a capital ‘T’! If you see her, tell Ruby, ‘cos she’s looking for her!”

Michelle pinched my thigh just above my balls right after I called her “trouble with a capital ‘T.’” It hurt!

“Okay, I’ll let you go,” my wife shouted up, much to my relief. “I’m sure you’ve got fun things to do.” There was the smirk-o-meter busting the scales again. But then she added, “Hey, what would you like for lunch?”

I finally understood. Mindy was deliberately keeping the conversation going, just because it was amusing her to no end, knowing that Michelle was sucking me off the whole time she kept me talking and I was extremely uncomfortable about it. If she could throw in some subtle innuendo (or not so subtle), all the better. She didn’t seem to worry that much about Cindy catching on.

I had to cut off the conversation before Mindy’s lunch question allowed her to ask me all kinds of follow-up questions involving nibbling on big sausages and the like. I knew her daring sense of humor all too well. I shouted, “Anything’s good! You decide!” Then I quickly shut the window.

I couldn’t really move at that point, but Michelle mercifully relented, pulling her mouth off so I could step away and close the other windows. I moved like lightning once I was freed, hoping to get them all closed before Mindy could shout up any questions about it.

“Phew!” I slumped down to the floor as I finished off the last window. I pointed at Michelle. “You! Evil! Pure evil! Satan’s Hell Spawn!”

She giggled, and then said with mock dismay, “Hey, I’m hurt. ‘Pure evil?’ That’s even worse than ‘trouble with a capital T.’ I’m not pure evil, just mostly.” She giggled some more.

I looked over at Ruby. Would she be simmering with anger over the unexpected delay? She was simmering all right, but with undisguised lust. Her wet thighs were proof of that, in case I somehow missed the desire written all over her face. It was just like Michelle said: her whole body was straining as she was trying in vain to reach between her legs to stroke her pussy lips. She gasped out, “Hot! That was so hot!”

Michelle started crawling on all fours towards Ruby. As I watched her huge tanned boobs dangle and sway underneath her, occasionally dragging on the carpet (no doubt stimulating her nipples in the process), I initially assumed this was simply yet another insanely arousing thing she was doing to drive me mad with lust. I had a particularly close view of her spectacular bare ass. I wanted to reach out and touch those peachy cheeks very badly. But then I realized she was being mindful of not standing up in case Cindy was still staring up at the windows. Well, that was part of it, anyway. I couldn’t imagine her wiggling and preening that much if she had been crawling without anyone watching.

She got directly behind Ruby and kissed her on the back of the neck, right at the edge of Ruby’s flaming red hair. “Sorry, lover, about the delay. Don’t worry, I’m sure Daddy will make it up to you. He’s not just gonna fuck your tits, he’s gonna totally fuck you into submission, like he did with me and my tits last night! Come on, Daddy! Let’s do it!”

She reached around Ruby with both arms and pressed her tits together. It dawned on my lust-fried brain that she was creating a titfuck tunnel for me, since Ruby’s hands were tied, even as she imprisoned Ruby within her embrace.

Damn! Threesomes rock!

I got up and stood in front of Ruby again (there was no chance of being seen from out back unless I was standing relatively close to the windows). My erection was pulsing and twitching with excitement from the danger I’d just been in, not to mention Michelle’s relentless oral attention. I thought, These two are truly mental if they expect me to fuck Ruby’s tits and last for more than five seconds in the state I’m in!

Partly to stall for time so my dick could recover, but partly because I really wanted to know, I asked, “So, why were the windows open? Ruby, you told me they were closed.”

Ruby said emphatically, “I thought they were. I remember seeing them closed, in fact.” She looked at Michelle in distress and suspicion. “Hey!”

Michelle shrugged her shoulders. “Okay, so maybe I opened a window or two. I thought things would be more interesting that way. And I was right, wasn’t I?”

Ruby let out a heavy sigh. “You could have at least warned me. What if I said the wrong thing?” Then her mood suddenly changed, and she sat up stiffly. “Enough of that. It’s titfuck time!”

I needed to stall for more time to recover from Michelle’s sneaky oral work. Then it occurred to me that Michelle had asked me to make some kind of dramatic statement before I’d tried to close the windows. That was a great time to kill two birds with one stone. I turned to the camera, while also keeping Ruby and Michelle in view.

I wasn’t really thinking - couldn’t think - and I just started blabbing. “Ruby, Red, my love ... Shelle wanted me to say something first.” I looked down at Ruby, who was thrusting her chest forward dramatically again. With my chest still heaving with excitement, I said to her, “I love you. I really mean that. I’m not just saying that because of your incredible voluptuous body or your stunning face. I’m not just saying that because of your awe-inspiring eagerness to sexually please me. Sure, I love all that. I’m mainly saying that because I love the Ruby on the inside too. I love YOU, all of you! I’m proud to call you my daughter! And I’m proud to have you as my cock slave!”

I don’t think I’d ever acknowledged that I was accepting them as my cock slaves in such an overt way before, so that was an important moment. I still had qualms, many qualms, but I let my lust take over in the heat of the moment.

Slow on the uptake, I was honestly disturbed to see both Ruby and Michelle burst into tears.

I thought I’d really blown it until Ruby started gushing between sobs, “Daddy, that was so beautiful! Oh! I love you too! So much! You’ve made me the happiest cock slave in the whole wide world! Michelle, you were so right! Already!”

She strained and writhed. Obviously, she was trying to come to me to hug and kiss me, but her bindings prevented her from wiggling forward more than a few inches.

Michelle, also sobbing with tears of joy, saw my puzzled face and explained, “I told her that as good as she thought her first titfuck would be, it would be twice as good as that! It already is from what you just said, and you haven’t even started yet! Daddy, my master, I love you too! But please put her out of her misery and fuck these big tits! As Mom would say, ‘Fuck the SHIT out of ‘em! Like a superman!’” She giggled, causing the breasts she was still possessively holding to shimmer and shake.

Even though I was on a hair trigger already, I was so inspired that I stepped forward and dropped to my knees to get at the right height. Then I slid my thick rod into my new daughter’s awesome cleavage.

Ruby was just as emotionally moved by that action as Michelle had been the night before. As the tears rolled down her cheeks, she said, “Please, just hold me like that for a little while. I’m ... I’m all choked up! Daddy, you’re so sweet. I love you so much!”

That gave me a bit more of a chance to come down from my close call with cumming, though not by a whole lot since this position felt so great. Even though there was no movement yet, my dick was still trapped between her firm globes, and the feeling was just out of this world.

Also just like Michelle did the night before, Ruby had obviously slathered her breasts up with some type of oil in anticipation of this moment, making any contact with her soft orbs a lot of slippery fun. The only difference I detected was that whatever kind of lotion or oil Michelle used didn’t have any particular smell, but Ruby’s breasts now had a distinct aroma of vanilla.

Ruby turned to Michelle. “Sister, I don’t know if I can do this! It’s just ... too exciting! Too intense! He’s gonna take my titty virginity! I think I’m gonna ... I’m gonna pass out!”

Michelle was calm and reassuring. “Don’t worry, you’ll be fine. You’re in your master’s hands now, your Daddy’s safe hands. He’s gonna treat you like a queen. You’ll love it, I promise.”

Michelle kissed some of Ruby’s tears away, and tried to wipe away the rest. “Remember, you’re his cock slave, his sex toy. Focus on HIS pleasure, and you’ll forget all about passing out. Just keep Rule Number One in mind, and you’ll do great.”

“‘Pleasure the cock, ‘“ Ruby muttered, apparently drawing strength from that rule.

Michelle nodded. “‘Pleasure the cock!’ It’s who we are. It’s what we do.”

That inspired Ruby even more, and it became clear that she was psyched up and ready to go. There were still some fresh tears rolling down Ruby’s cheeks as she thrust her chest forward, and said, “Daddy, your tit slave is here to serve you!”

I started to thrust through her cleavage. However, I tried to go as slow as I possibly could without completely disappointing Ruby, in a continuing effort not to blow my wad too soon.

Michelle, though, wasn’t having any of that. Since she was controlling Ruby’s breasts with both her hands, she started rubbing them up and down and all around in the most damnably arousing manner.

After a minute or two of that, I had to admit temporary defeat and pull back, as I knew I wouldn’t be able to last another ten seconds otherwise. “Sorry, girls ... Need a break!” I even moved further back, needing to get away from their overwhelming sexiness.

The two of them watched me as I bent over and just panted hard for a bit. They didn’t seem that upset about the early interruption. Perhaps they needed a breather already too.

Michelle asked, “Hey Ruby, how is it so far?”

“So great! Totally GREAT! It’s like Mindy says - a titfuck is the ultimate act of submission! Just looking down and seeing his great big cock lying there, right where it belongs ... Ohmigod! Ohmigodohmigodohmigod! I’ve never felt so ... so ... OWNED! And being tied up is even MORE awesome! It continually reminds me of my total helplessness and Daddy’s total domination. Thanks so much for helping with that.”

Michelle enthused, “If you think that’s good, just wait until he gives you that pearl necklace you were asking for last night! He’s gonna mark you as his exclusive personal property!”

Ruby giggled while also shivering with excitement. “Oh yeah! The pearl necklace! Hey, Daddy, you’re giving me my big pearl necklace after all! Once we’re done, I’m gonna go downstairs and show Mom my new jewelry!”

Both girls giggled at that.

Michelle joked, “Maybe Cindy will like it so much she’ll want Dan to give her a pearl necklace of her own!”

I groaned, and thought, Man, if this is supposed to help me calm down, it sure isn’t working!

I was forced to say, “Please, you two, stop talking already! You’re arousing me too much. I’m trying to rest here!”

They giggled and even cackled gleefully at that.

I couldn’t ask them to stop looking so breathtakingly sexy, but I was able to close my eyes for a while. That really helped.

Finally, I was recharged and ready to go again. Since we’d been taking a break anyway, Ruby decided to lie down on the floor to see what it was like to get titfucked while I sat on her belly.

Michelle helped out with some pillows. She put them under Ruby’s back as well as under her head, because of Ruby’s arms being pinned behind her back.

I was more than happy to move into the new position. It was better for my shaky legs as well.

I slid my cock back into her deep cleavage and we finally started to really go at it. I was able to achieve the kind of deep penetration and long, sure strokes that I’d been imagining and longing for. Ruby’s arms were still tied behind her back. She definitely got off on that.

Michelle continued to hold Ruby’s breasts and constantly slide them around, from her new position sitting behind Ruby’s head. In fact, she frequently draped her boobs down onto Ruby’s hair, knowing the sight of her huge tits nearly enveloping Ruby’s face would help arouse me even more. Plus, she seemed to like the feeling of her tit-flesh brushing against Ruby’s short and spiky red hair. Occasionally, she would giggle or say something like, “That tickles!”

Ruby found a comfortable position resting her head between Michelle’s locked knees. That raised her head up nicely, so when I was fully impaled in her tit-tunnel and making short, slow strokes, she could lick all around my bulbous head. She managed to do quite a bit with her lips like that.

I tried not to make comparisons, but I noticed her mouth could reach much further down my cockhead than Michelle could. She definitely had a body built for titfucking.

But most of the time, I was roughly sliding away with long strokes, far too active in my movements for her to get seriously involved orally.

Either way, it felt like heaven to me! There was never any shortage of lubrication - her tits were still so shiny and oily that it seemed if I tried to touch them, my hand would slide right off. But that obviously wasn’t so, since Michelle was constantly pushing and pulling on them, always surprising me with unexpected movement but never failing to keep the tunnel of tit-flesh tightly packed together.

Things were going along just swimmingly, until I heard someone calling.

“Michelle?”

Michelle hissed, “That’s Lisa! Quick! Get decent!”

I got up and quickly stepped into an open closet. That way, if anyone came into the room, they wouldn’t be able to see me. At least not at first.

Michelle, though, was amazing. She picked up her bikini and put it on so quickly that it was like a blur. At the same time, she shouted out, “I’m here, but don’t come in! I’m not ready!”

I was really puzzled. Fuck me! Talk about bad timing! Why is Lisa even here? How did she get in the house? It’s not like we’re in the habit of leaving our front door open or unlocked.

But thankfully, Lisa’s voice continued to sound like it was coming from downstairs and didn’t grow any closer. She yelled back, “Okay!”

Knowing that Lisa was still a safe distance away, Michelle slowed down and was more careful in making sure she looked decent.

Feeling foolish for overreacting, I stepped back out of the closet. I hadn’t realized the voice was coming from so far away, because it had been a loud cry.

Ruby had wiggled about some, but she hardly moved from her spot on the floor. That was no surprise, since her bindings prevented her from getting up.

As Michelle checked herself in a mirror, she shouted downstairs to Lisa, “Just a sec, I’m almost there. How’d you get in, anyway?”

Lisa shouted up, “I was knocking and nobody heard me, and the doorbell’s broken. So I tried the door and it was open. You’re not mad, are you?”

“No. Here I come.” Michelle had wiped the sweat off her body with a towel and looked surprisingly fresh. She quickly walked out of the room, briefly casting a disappointed look at me and Ruby as she left.

I began to look around for my clothes.

But Ruby gasped, “No! Please! I’ve waited so long! Always delays! Please, don’t stop now!”

Looking at her perfect busty body, I quickly gave in to my lust yet again. Awww, fuck! There’s just no way to resist! We can’t stop now. I mean, come on! She has a one-in-a-million bust, all oiled up, she’s already tied up, and she’s more than ready to go. Forget Lisa!

So I got right back in position and kept on thrusting. The only thing I said in warning was, “Try not to yell, okay?”

Ruby nodded. She whispered, “God! This is dangerous!”

I didn’t think it was that dangerous, actually. Lisa was extremely unlikely to barge into the room uninvited, especially with Michelle keeping an eye on her. But Ruby was clearly getting off on the danger, so I didn’t try to correct her.

I had to hold her tits together since Michelle wasn’t here to help with that anymore. I didn’t mind though, since it felt good. Before long, I was so consumed by my lusts that I temporarily forgot that Lisa had even interrupted us.

At one point, while I was slowing down for a second wind, Ruby craned her neck down and managed to envelop all of my cockhead in her mouth! That was pretty damn impressive, since my entire shaft was still tightly sheathed in her cleavage.

Once she’d managed that much, she didn’t want to let go. She sucked on me for a couple of minutes while I squeezed and moved her tits around my boner. It was quickly turning into more of a blowjob than a titfuck.

Before long, I had to say, “Let’s explore that some more another time. I’m so worked up, I want to do some serious thrusting!”

“Okay! I love it!” Ruby’s intensity and enthusiasm was adorable. And the fact that she still had her hands tied fired my lusts even more.

I kept thrusting non-stop, quietly, for fear of Lisa and/or Cindy hearing. Eventually I reached my climax, and said in a kind of muted shout, “Gonna cum! NOW!”

Ruby’s commands were very specific: “On my tits! My tits, my tits, my tits! No face, just tits!” Luckily, she strived hard not to yell.

Pulling back, I held my boner and let the cum fly. It was great fun painting her chest, letting the ropes fly and splatter this way and that. I mostly aimed towards her chest, but I directed a couple of ropes towards her mouth as well, even though she’d told me to only aim for her tits. I wanted her to taste, as well as see, hear, feel, and smell this experience. As a result, a good amount wound up splattered here and there all over her face, but mainly near her mouth.