Come Together Ch. 03

Mark

Waking up the next morning with my oldest daughter in my arms would be considered highly unusual by any metric. Sure, when the children were a lot younger, they’d often come join mother and father if they’d suffered nightmares, or were feeling under the weather. But it had been many years since those days, and holding her in my arms naked was something that never happened.

I wasn’t the first to wake up the next morning. Caroline was already awake, Charlotte now spooning against her, my daughter’s head tucked under my chin as I held her tightly in my arms. I was rock hard, like I was every morning, my daughter’s body only slight pressing into me, so I didn’t have to worry about that too much.

“How are you feeling, Daddy?” Caroline asked lightly.

“Okay. Still dealing with all this, to be honest.”

“I know, handsome. Take your time. Your daughter isn’t going anywhere.”

“I did enjoy our roleplay, Carol. That might help me get my mind around it.”

Running her hand up and down my arm, she leaned over Charlotte to kiss me. “I’ll get breakfast ready. You lie here with your daughter until she wakes up. Just snuggle with her, okay?”

“Are you sure you’re still okay with this?”

“Mark, I want to be intimate with her too. I love your daughter dearly. She’s grown into a beautiful young woman.”

“I know. I think exactly the same thing.”

After another kiss on the cheek, she put on a silk robe, making sure it showed a hint of cleavage and it barely covered her perfect little butt, showing off her lovely smooth legs. Blowing me a last kiss, she quietly left the room, leaving me alone with Charlotte. Gently caressing her back, she murmured something as she snuggled into me more.

“I love you, Daddy,” she whispered, “Morning.”

“Morning to you. How are you feeling?”

“A little tired. I came really hard last night.”

“More than once, from what I can remember,” I replied, trying to find humour in the fact I’d watched my little girl orgasm more than once. Each time, her eyes had been on me.

She lifted her eyes to mine, noticing mischief immediately. “It was because of you, Daddy,” she breathed.

“I know, sweetheart. I’m still trying to wrap my head around everything.”

“Did Caroline help last night?”

I felt the smile form. “I did enjoy our roleplaying. And she did look very sexy in her school uniform.”

“Maybe I could wear my old one for you, Daddy?”

“If you want to, sweetheart.”

Feeling her press into me, she couldn’t hide the slight moan that escaped her. “I can’t wait until you’re inside me, Daddy,” she whispered, “But I know it’s a big deal for you.”

“Rest assured, no matter what happens, I love you, Lottie.”

“I know, Daddy.” She kissed me on the lips. Not quite a peck. Not quite those I’d share with Caroline. But it was no regular daddy-daughter kiss either. I kissed her back, tightening my arms around her. She eventually stopped kissing me, giggling away as she leaned up to my ear. “Going to dress like a naughty, slutty school girl right now, Daddy.” I’ll admit, the thought turned me on quite a bit. “Want to shower together first?”

Two minutes later, we were naked together in the shower. She took great delight in soaping me up and down, but when it came to my cock, her hesitation was obvious, considering I was still rock hard. Assuring her it was okay, she ever so gently soaped me up, taking far longer to soap up there than anywhere else. Her small, soft hands did feel rather nice, though I eventually told her to stop, turning more into a handjob than cleaning.

Returning the favour after she’d washed me off, I noticed her eyes gaze into mine as my far larger hands soaped up her smooth, delicate body. My little girl had always kept herself fit, but seeing her naked before me, I couldn’t help but gaze upon her in wonder. Her breasts were delightfully perfect. Her stomach was flat but not overly toned. Didn’t miss the fact her pussy was smooth and I couldn’t help run a finger along her slit, making her moan softly.

“Daddy,” she breathed.

“Just cleaning my little girl,” I murmured back.

After washing her body, I shampooed her hair. That’s when she almost started to cry. I knew it was something I loved doing with Caroline, telling me that it felt incredibly intimate. By the time I was finished with my daughter, she needed a hug from her father. Stepping out once we were done, she wrapped at towel around her body and wandered off to her room. Throwing on a t-shirt and shorts, I met Caroline in the kitchen, standing behind her at the stove, lifting her robe so I could get a feel of her pert little bottom.

“One track mind sometimes,” she said softly as I nuzzled her neck, “I loved last night, Mark. I feel so close to Lottie now.”

“Once I make love to her, show her how much you love her too.”

“When?”

“I don’t know, Carol. We just had a shower together though. I do feel a lot of love for her, and in my heart and mind, it is changing. But it’s still a big decision to make. Once we have sex, our relationship will change forever.”

Caroline turned around to face me, her soft hand caressing the stubble on my cheek. I rarely shaved using a regular razor nowadays, instead using an electric razor that ensured I kept my stubble, thankful it wasn’t turning grey just yet. “She watched us make love last night, Mark, and the roleplay was rather obvious. Be honest with me, did you think about your daughter while making love to me?”

“It was hard to miss the fact she was masturbating considering I watched her orgasm each time.”

“Mark, did you think about her while inside me?”

I looked away for a moment as I had. Of course I had. Caroline spent all night calling me ‘daddy’. She’d dressed like a schoolgirl. And the insinuation had been all night that Caroline was my daughter. I’d been surprised how into the role she’d been, but then again, she hadn’t been shy in letting me know that she wanted to be intimate with my daughter. The surprising thing to me was that I liked that thought. My imagination ran wild and I knew that my daughter was keen on exploring her bisexuality, while Caroline admitted to being ‘family bisexual’, but she’d been honest that, while she loved fooling around, she wanted to be with me permanently.

We were still cuddling when my daughter appeared, wearing just what she said she would. Lifting the front of her skirt, she showed off her smooth, bald pussy, and I knew she was excited as it was clearly glistening from her excitement. Noticing my eyes widen, she giggled. “I played with myself while getting ready, Daddy,” she told us.

“As I’ve said before, you have a delightfully pretty pussy,” Caroline stated, “Take a seat. Breakfast will be up shortly.”

“Maybe daddy would like my pussy for breakfast?” my daughter asked, loving the smirk that appeared on her face.

“Later, sweetheart.” Tapping the side of my head, I added, “Still wrapping my head around all of this.”

We ate breakfast together, chatting away but anything that came to mind. Thankfully, there was no talk of our relationships. As soon as we were finished, we washed everything together before heading to the living room. Caroline pushed me to sit on the couch, watching as she slowly took off her robe to reveal her naked body. Kneeling between my legs, she helped lower my shorts. Charlotte sat next to me, sitting sideways and lifting her skirt, showing me her tight little pussy again.

“While I’m blowing you, I want you to watch your daughter,” Caroline stated, “Watch her orgasm.”

I knew we weren’t picking the kids up until early afternoon so we had some time. Groaning as I felt Caroline’s tongue run up my shaft, I turned to watch my daughter open her shirt to reveal her perky breasts, licking her lips seductively as she teased her nipples. Putting a hand on her chest, she almost jumped from the contact, moaning softly as I stroked her stomach.

Moving her hands down her body, she ran her fingertips over my hand before she started to ever so softly play with her pussy. I could smell her arousal. I hadn’t forgotten what Caroline was doing. Hard to forget when my cock was in her mouth, but she was blowing me ever so slowly, glancing to see her watching me intently, perhaps wondering what I was going to do.

“Are you going to play with your little pussy now, sweetheart?” Charlotte chewed her bottom lip, only capable of nodding. “Maybe a couple of fingers inside?” She nodded eagerly at that idea. “Would you like me to taste you afterwards? Maybe your fingers?”

“So much, Daddy,” she whispered.

“My little girl has such a pretty pussy,” I whispered back. I heard the choked sob, before she released a soft moan. “Make yourself cum, sweetheart. Cum for your daddy.” Moving my other hand to caress Caroline’s hair, I ran my fingers through it before I whispered, “And you have to make your daddy cum, Caroline.”

“Oh fuck yes, your little girl loves her daddy’s big cock,” Caroline murmured.

Caroline was soon blowing me with a desperation that suggested she wanted my cum. But my eyes were only for Charlotte, just as she wanted. She was now thrusting two fingers deep into her pussy, recognising her curling her fingers so she could hit the right spot inside her. She was rubbing her clit at the same time. Her eyes gazed into mine the entire time, whispering very suggestive and naughty things regarding what she wanted her father to do to her. I knew my willpower wasn’t going to last long with the dual assault on my heart and mind.

“Oh fuck,” I groaned as I could feel myself getting close to climax. Caroline’s lips were tight around my shaft, her tongue driving me wild, one of her hands now fondling my balls.

Charlotte climaxed first, crying out ‘Daddy’ as her body convulsed, watching her thighs quiver, her back arch quite acutely. But she didn’t relent on her pussy for a second, now having no problem telling me exactly how much she loved me, how much she wanted me, how I would be the only man she’d ever want. Enough to bring a tear to the eye.

“Charlotte,” I murmured… Then I came in Caroline’s mouth. She swallowed every drop as always, gulping audibly. Charlotte continued to masturbate as Caroline cleaned me up with her tongue before she put a side to either side of me, sitting on my lap. I could feel the heat of her pussy against my cock.