“Imagine your little girl doing that,” she whispered into my ear.
We both watched Charlotte get herself off again and again. It was one of the most beautiful things I’d witnessed in my life. What I learned very quickly is my daughter knew her body well. Knew exactly where to touch herself. I almost smirked, figuring she’d had a lot of practice considering she was still a virgin. When she eventually stopped, I leaned across and took the offered fingers, tasting my daughter’s pussy for the first time.
She tasted exquisite. A sweet and slightly tangy taste. Charlotte almost sobbed when I ran my tongue over her fingers, leaning forward to kiss me softly. “Thank you, Daddy,” she whispered.
Caroline started to ride me once I was hard again, Charlotte content to just watch. Not wanting her to feel left out, I gestured and she happily snuggled into my side, curling her legs as she watched her auntie ride me. Caroline leaning over to share a kiss with her wasn’t a surprise, going so far as to joke it must have turned me on. Two attractive women kissing will always be arousing.
It didn’t take long for Caroline to orgasm as she loved riding me, my hands now all over her body as she kissed me. I heard Charlotte sigh next to me, and I knew she was happy. I’d been miserable for a long time while married to Christine, oblivious to her affairs, but it had been Caroline who had helped mend my broken heart. I’d denied to myself how much I cared for and loved her, thinking it would be weird, even wrong to fall for my sister-in-law.
In a way, she’d been right all along. Frankly, I married the wrong sister. The only good thing to come out of my marriage to Christine was my four children. I wasn’t thinking of marriage to Caroline, it was still far too early, and our relationship hadn’t started on the greatest foundation as I knew, at heart, I still committed infidelity myself. But she’d admitted to being in love with me for a long time, and I’d always adored her. I didn’t want to wait to be with a woman who genuinely loved me.
“I can’t wait until you move in,” Charlotte said, “I’d love to watch you two again and again.”
“You’ll be involved soon enough, Lottie,” Caroline replied, “And, soon enough, your father will take you to bed and you’ll experience what I’m enjoying right now. A big daddy cock.”
Snorting, I broke out into chuckles. Caroline giggled with me, leaning forward to kiss me. “I love you both so very much,” I stated, feeling my daughter snuggle into me tighter.
Caroline eventually slid off my lap, the three of us sitting naked together until we agreed to get dressed and collect the other children from her place. Arriving home with all of them in tow, they were clued up enough to know why we’d kicked them out of the house the previous evening, at least in regards to Caroline and myself. Charlotte had to tell a little lie, stating she’d gone out with friends though had returned home late the previous night.
Sitting down at dinner later that evening, Caroline and I discussed the living situation with our children. I think they appreciated the fact we sat them down and treated them like adults, letting them all give their opinion, even the youngest children had an opinion and we took it seriously. We even asked for their honest feelings about the relationship between their mother and myself.
The end result was that all six children wanted us to live together and they all loved the fact Caroline and I were together.
Over the next couple of weeks, we started to organise our lives, agreeing a date that she would move in with her two kids. Sitting down and discussing the situation with my parents was somewhat amusing, considering my soon to be ex-wife’s sister was moving in. Her mother was far more involved in our lives than my parents, so sitting them down to discuss everything opened their eyes to the fact we were genuinely in love, and they could see how happy we were together.
The night before the planned moving in date, we were in bed together. Charlotte had slept in my bed occasionally, but apart from her masturbating next to me, putting on quite the show for her father, I still hadn’t touched her intimately. Well, maybe a little bit as we did shower together every so often, and I did enjoy soaping her up and washing her down, but never lingered anywhere erogenous for too long. She wasn’t with us that evening, telling me that she would like to join Caroline and myself more often than not once she was moved in. Caroline loved the idea.
“Have you spoken to your sister lately?” I wondered, “I’m just wondering if she knows about all of this.”
“I have nothing to do with her anymore, Mark, at least regarding our personal lives. But Jessica is keeping lines of communication open. Mum’s already softened her position. She’s incredibly disappointed, but she’s still her daughter. Repairing the relationship won’t be easy though. I suppose anything with you and the kids goes through your lawyer?” She asked that last question with a knowing smirk. “Yes, professionally, I do need to speak to her, but I make it known I will only discuss anything to do with the divorce.”
“What’s her personal situation?”
“She’s shacked up with one of her affair partners. That’s where I send any correspondence.”
“Has she admitted to anything else?”
“No. She’s admitted to plenty of affairs, but it was this last one where she actually fell in love and made the decision to leave. She has no remorse over what she’s done.”
“I’m not overly surprised by that. She’s just like her father, from the sounds of it.”
“That’s the main thing stopping our mother from ever completely forgiving her. And don’t forget that our mother loves you to bits, that’s why she never had an issue with me and you starting our relationship. She’s known how I feel about you for years, and aware of what Christine was doing, she insists you should feel no guilt for needing my comfort and love as your marriage was over except for the legal paperwork.”
The next day wasn’t too difficult as Caroline had put her house on the market to be rented out, so most of her furniture remained in the house. We did need the two beds for her kids, plus a couple of pieces of furniture. I’d spent the past few months redecorating my own house after Christine left, and offered Caroline the chance to add her own touches to what would be our house going forward.
Natalie and Crystal were ever so excited to move in with us. Natalie was best friends with her cousin Alyssa, my middle daughter loving the idea of a roommate, but I knew it could affect her close relationship with her twin. He doted on both of them anyway. I knew how much he loved his twin sister, and Natalie was only a couple of months younger than the pair. No matter what happened, my son always made me proud. As for Emily, I just knew she was going to love having Crystal in her room permanently. I’d already heard of all her ideas for what they’d do once settled in.
Enjoying dinner as a fused together family that evening was a lot of fun. The five youngest were ever so excited about the new living situation, discussing school for the next day. Charlotte was now attending university, but her week wasn’t exactly packed, having all day Wednesday and Friday afternoons clear of lectures and classes.
Asking Charlotte to remain at the table once everyone else departed, I took her hand and led her to my bedroom, Caroline following us in and closing the door. Sitting between us on the edge of the bed, my oldest daughter met my eyes, expecting me to say something. Instead, I leaned down and kissed her softly. It soon turned into quite a deep and meaningful kiss, the first real kiss I’d ever shared with her. When I slid my tongue into her mouth, she couldn’t resist moaning.
“Your father is ready,” Christine stated next to her while I continued kissing my daughter, “He’s taking the day off on Wednesday. So am I. He’ll make love to you in the morning. Then, if you’d like, I’m hoping we can have some fun in the afternoon before your siblings and cousins get home from school.”
Charlotte broke the kiss, unable to stop smiling as I gently caressed her cheek. “Daddy,” she whispered, before turning to kiss her auntie. It was quickly as passionate as the kiss I’d just shared with her. Running my fingers up her thighs, she spread her legs a little so I could caress nearly all the way up to her panties. I could almost feel how hot and wet she already was.
Pulling back, Charlotte turned to me, biting her bottom lip as I continued to stroke her soft skin. “Daddy,” she moaned softly, “Are you going to touch my hot, little pussy now?”
“Not yet. But I will on Wednesday. I’m going to touch and kiss your entire body.”
“I’m going to buy us some toys,” Caroline added, “Ever seen a double-ended dildo?”
“I’ve seen them used in porn,” Charlotte replied, “Want to do that with me?”
“God yes! And I’m hoping your father will film us so we can watch it later together.”
“My own little porn stars,” I stated with humour.
“Charlotte, I told your father I would do anything for him. I would be a whore, but only his whore. I don’t like the word, but when I’m with him, it is appropriate. I willingly do anything for him. I love him so much; I will give him anything he desires. I have a very open-mind. He will be my only man, but I intend on having a lot of fun with some of the women in our family.”
“What I’d love to see is you make love to my daughter,” I admitted, “Honestly, I think it would be absolutely beautiful to watch. But I think, just like my first time with her, your first time should also be in private.”
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