Linda’s body was no longer trembling, it was shaking; but I held on and kept thrusting. Then Linda screamed and her legs shot out rigid beneath me. Unbalanced I collapsed onto her buttocks, leaving Jodie squirming beneath our bodies trying to get out. I could no longer thrust, but I held Linda around the waist, keeping her impaled as she shook violently in a sexual fit.
As Jodie extricated herself, she looked as though she’d grown a white moustache. It was Linda’s pussy juices smearing her face. Linda was now quivering in an inert heap beneath me. She was panting and gasping for air. I turned her over and she took a deep breath. Then she raised herself slightly, looked towards me with misty eyes and said, ”Thanks daddy.”
I motioned to Jodie to lay beside the wreck of her sister and then stood up over them. Slowly I began to jerk my cock. I could see Jodie looking up and fingering herself as I jerked faster and faster. Then I felt my balls retract and a huge jet of cum spurted out spraying both daughters.
I aimed at Linda, splashing cum all over her face. I shot a final jet at Jodie who was kneeling open mouthed below me. She squeaked with joy as she gulped it down. The cum which missed its target trickled down her face and onto her perky breasts.
I was proud of my daughters. They were still only teenagers, but sexually they were well advanced for their ages. And in the process, they had made me a satisfied and happy father.
Chapter 2 Girls will be girls
As midsummer approached the weather remained hot. It was inevitable that at some stage we were going to need to sort out the sexual mayhem which had taken over our lives. It was Linda, of course, who suggested we should organise ourselves.
There was simply too much chaotic sex, and it couldn’t go on. The house was a mess. No chores were being done and we were getting exhausted. When Linda suggested at dinner one night, in her matter-of-fact way, that we needed a sex timetable, Jodie and I readily agreed.
It worked out like this. Monday night I would fuck Jodie. Tuesday would be Linda’s turn. Then on Wednesday it would be Jodie again and Thursday it would be Linda. On the nights they weren’t having sex, the girls were free to do what they wanted; but they couldn’t join in with the sister who was having sex. Sunday afternoon would be reserved for threesomes.
Friday and Saturday would be non-sex days for me. Time to rest and recharge ready for Sunday. The girls could use those days for whatever they wanted. The timetable got off to a good start. Both girls usually went into town on Friday and Saturday nights, drinking and fooling around with their friends. After all, they were young and looking for fun.
This was fine by me. I usually stayed awake until I heard them come back, no matter how late it was. After all I was their father, and I cared for my daughters as fathers’ do. I say Fridays and Saturdays were sexless for me, but that wasn’t the case for the girls. When they returned late, chattering loudly and slightly tipsy, they would often spend the night together.
I knew what they were up to and left them to it. They were young and active, and girls will be girls.
Were they having extra cock on their nights out? I couldn’t be sure. I didn’t think so. I couldn’t imagine Linda receiving cock from anyone else, but most of the time I found it hard to believe she was having sex with me. She looked so innocent and had such an unworldly nature. Anyway, if they were, it didn’t affect their enthusiasm for enjoying my cock, that’s for sure.
So, our routine fell into place, and it worked very well. I enjoyed my sexless Fridays and Saturdays, doing all the things I used to do before I started to fuck my daughters. And one of the things I used to enjoy on my day off work was laying on the couch, having a beer and reading the paper. And that’s what I was doing the afternoon when my ability to remain sex free was firmly put to the test.
As I said, the summer was moving on; but it was still very warm, and I found it easy to drift off into an afternoon doze. Jodie had gone off to a sports event first thing in the morning and Linda had gone to the mall, but she returned after lunch and was now in her room. All was still in the house.
Then there was a faint click as Linda’s door opened. I heard the pad of bare feet crossing the floor. I opened my eyes slightly as Linda walked by and sat down in the large easy chair opposite me. She was holding a book, but otherwise she was completely naked.
Now my eyes opened wider. Whose wouldn’t at the sight of an eighteen-year-old teen sitting naked in front of them. Linda was gorgeous, like a luscious fruit waiting to be plucked. Sitting still with her long legs crossed, and large breasts hanging down over the open book she was reading. Linda’s dark hair was tied back, and I could see her large brown eyes flicking across the page she was studying.
Then she shifted her position, uncrossing and parting her legs. She would be cooler that way as the air could breathe on that hairy little pussy. I felt my cock beginning to swell; but it was ‘Sexless Saturday’ and that’s what we agreed, and I would stick to it.
Now Linda wasn’t a tease. To an outsider a naked teen going into a room with a horny middle-aged man would have an inevitable outcome, but not to Linda. For Linda a very hot day meant you had to keep cool, and to keep cool you stripped off and went naked. Common sense. So, for her joining her daddy in the sitting room without a stitch on was perfectly normal.
Linda looked over at me, then closed her book and said, ”Daddy you’re awake. Did you have a good sleep?” I saw Linda throw a look at the empty beer bottles by the side of the couch.
I sat up. ” I certainly did honey. Not much else to do until it gets cooler.”
”I’ll fix us some drinks.” Linda put her book down on the small table beside her and got up. As she passed me, I drank in the sight of her full ass cheeks; large, succulent orbs and oh so tempting. They wobbled slightly as she went by. My cock had now developed into an erection which threatened to pierce the fabric of my shorts.
Linda returned and handed me a glass of cold beer. It tasted good. I drank about half, then put the glass down and laid back on the couch. Linda took some of her drink and then came over. I moved so she could sit down beside me and then rested my head on her lap. Father and daughter had bonded this way so many times over the years, but this was the first time we had done it while she was naked.
Linda adjusted her position and as she moved her legs slightly. I caught the musky scent of her pussy. That divine little entrance to so much pleasure. She started to gently stroke my hair. I opened my eyes and looked up to see two huge breasts hanging down towards me, the nipples firm and pointed.
”Daddy, you know that Trixie will be coming here soon.”
”Yes, I know darling. Be good to see her.”
Trixie was my older sister. Although my daughters always called her Trixie, her real name was Patricia. After my wife left me, we had seen more of my sister. She was good with the girls. Always took them out and gave them the female attention which I couldn’t give them. Going to the mall and buying clothes, that sort of thing. Trying new make-up, you know what I mean.
After Patricia divorced her husband, we came to a mutual arrangement that when my sister came down here for a couple of weeks, I went up to hers at the same time. She had a break and entertained the girls and in exchange I looked after her twins.
The twins were the same age as Linda, they would be eighteen now. Ava and Sebastian. They didn’t need much looking after and they enjoyed it when I stayed. Dear old uncle Jon, everyone’s favourite uncle. They were well behaved teens, both polite and friendly; but I always had the feeling they were hiding something. At the time I wasn’t sure what it was; but as you’ll see, I soon found out.
Where they lived was very different from the town we lived in. Ours was what you’d call a ”small-town” with a ”small-town” mentality. It was a country town easy going and relaxed, and I liked it that way. If you wanted something bigger you just jumped into the car and headed for the nearest big city; but most people around here stayed in town.
Now Patricia lived on the edge of the Alleghenies, a good five hour drive from here in what we town dwellers would call a ranch. It wasn’t really a ranch, although it was known locally as the ”Old Ranch.” It had been in the past, but Patricia’s husband had modernised it so that it was basically a large house with some outbuildings, a stable and a barn. There was also a swimming pool to the rear of the house.
There were fields around it which were part of the property and also woodland which extended up into the forest. If you followed the tracks from the house, you would soon be up in the mountains. It was pretty remote, but the twins shared a car and they could be in the nearest town in an hour or so. During the holiday season there was plenty to do but, in the winter, when the weather was bad they were isolated.
Patricia’s ex-husband Mike was a financier and to him the ”Old Ranch” was a bolt hole. A place of quiet and relaxation away from the bustle of the business world. My sister loved him and loved the place; so when Mike left her for someone younger who enjoyed an older man with a lot of money, she hid her sorrow and stayed on in the property. Part of the divorce was that she retained the ranch and custody of the twins.
I didn’t really look after the twins when I was there. When they were younger it was different, but now they had turned eighteen they looked after themselves. I didn’t mind so long as they were back in the ranch before midnight. I was really a house sitter to deal with anybody who came by, usually lost tourists; and also to make sure the place was running properly. It had its own water pumped up into the house from a bore hole and a generator and solar panels for electricity.
Anyway, I liked it up there, I guess I was a country boy at heart and the ”Old Ranch” was certainly in the country. Gave me a chance to go off on a quad bike and explore some trails.
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