Chapter 2582 - MY THREE DAUGHTERS

Life has become so strange after months in lock down. A fairly private person by nature, I thought I was faring rather well despite the pandemic. I had plenty of savings, a good home, and three lovely daughters. The Greeks had their three Graces--I have my three daughters.

My youngest, Hayli, eighteen, still lived at home. Dark-haired and fair skinned, Hayli is my gymnast--tight little, solid body; shoulder length hair; green eyes; and a cute smile. Hayli is, perhaps, the one I am closest to, for many reasons. We share a similar temperament, and she tended to hang around me more than my wife when my wife was still alive. Hayli delights me with her quiet impishness, and surprised me with her incredible sexuality and sensuousness.

My two oldest, Lexi and Eva, were forced back from their respective colleges due to the closure of dorms from the pandemic. Alexis, or Lexi, twenty-one, is my "model"--she has that slightly curvaceous, hourglass figure with a long body that gets her plenty of attention. She keeps her hair long, hanging about between her shoulder blades, but it is her deep green eyes and sensuous mouth that have gotten her so much work.

Eva, nineteen, is my ballerina--slender, with shoulder length dark hair. Unfortunately for her, she inherited my sister's large breasts--too large (a foolish dance instructor once told her) for her to pursue ballet as a professional. But, like her older sister, Eva has found work as an artists model, enjoying nudes especially. I keep a few of her pencil sketch portraits of her in my office, and am proud of her focus and spirit.

All of us were together again for an extended "staycation," which wasn't too bad. But after a month, the stress started to show. Sleep patterns were irregular. Routine became anything but.

We were a warm and happy family, though, despite this. What we experienced was more "cabin fever" than any exposure of underlying dysfunction. At least, I think that--I could be wrong because, as I said, life has become so strange now.

One sleepy afternoon as I sat reading on the sofa, enjoying the relative quiet and a chance to immerse myself in a good novel (my two oldest daughters having gone to get groceries for the week), Hayli wandered in and curled up on the sofa with me. She still enjoyed snuggling up to her old dad, and she cuddled up on my left side, laying her head in my lap. She seemed content to just lay there while I read, not interrupting or intruding, making no requests other than taking my left hand and idly intertwining my fingers in her own.

I smiled and glanced down at her, enjoying our casual closeness and the sweetness of the moment. Hayli seldom demanded anything. She was an easy-going child--rarely causing a disturbance, either with me or with her sisters. Once they left home to go to college, Hayli and I had the place to ourselves, and she likely drew closer to me as a result of her missing her siblings. In any event, we had a very good and affectionate relationship.

I continued reading and my daughter dozed, snuggling closer in the warm afternoon. Sunlight came into the den through the skylights and large sliding glass door (though the curtain was drawn to help avoid too much heat from the direct sunlight that might enter). I was so accustomed to her that I confess I lost awareness of her being there as I turned page after page, my focus on the narrative I was reading. It wasn't until Hayli shifted and her head pressed into my crotch that I realized two things: first, that she was still there; and second, that I had unknowingly gotten a semi-rigid hard on. (The novel had some mildly sensual sex scenes, and I admit I had gotten a bit lost in one before my daughter moved on me, bringing me to full awareness of my state.) I held still, hoping my daughter hadn't noticed, waiting for her to settle down again, which she did shortly, and snuggled in tighter. I waited in case she would say something, but she didn't. She merely started absently caressing my fingers in idle play, as she was accustomed to doing anyway when we held hands as we walked or read or watched TV together.

After a few moments, I resumed my novel, but Hayli rolled onto her back, keeping hold of my hand, and said: "Dad--why don't you date any more?"

The question caught me by surprise. "What, honey?" I asked.

My daughter opened her eyes and looked up at me. "Why don't you go on dates any more? Don't you get lonely?"

I looked at her, puzzled, but took it with the affectionate concern I assumed it to be. "I don't know, honey. I suppose I don't really have the time."

My daughter pondered that a moment before returning her attention to my hand. "Is it because of me? I mean, because of Lexi and Eva and me?"

"What do you mean?"

Hayli shrugged. "Is it because of taking care of us--being a single dad?"

I nodded. "Yes, I suppose, in part. Why do you ask?"

My daughter shrugged again. "No reason. Just--don't you ever get--lonely?"

I smiled down at her. "Lonely? With you and your two sisters?" I chuckled affectionately. I drew her hand up to my lips and kissed it. "How could I possibly get lonely with three lovely women around?"

Hayli quirked a smile in response, but then frowned in seriousness as she strove to make her point. "Nooooo! I mean--don't you ever get--lonely?" She made eyes that implied something of import behind it.

I wasn't catching on. "What do you mean by 'lonely'?"

My daughter struggled in frustration. "Ugh--Dad, don't you ever get--horny?"

"Ohhhhhhh!" I looked down at her, suddenly embarrassed by her very adult request. "Well, I--uh...".

My daughter shifted again, turning to keep her chin on my thigh as she stared up at me under her brows. She studied me with a mix of seriousness and mischief.

"Don't you ever feel the need to--masturbate?" she asked, watching me with catlike curiosity.

I blushed and stammered a bit. "Well, I, uh... yes. Yes, I do."

Hayli quirked another grin, a quick smile at scoring a hit, and put her hands under her chin on my thigh.

"And...?" she asked.

I stared at her, puzzled. "And?"

She stared back at me. "And... What do you do about it?" she asked, eyes glimmering with mischief.

I was flummoxed. "Hayli--what is this about? Why are you asking?"

My daughter shrugged. "Just curious. I mean, I masturbate--a lot--and Lexi masturbates--a LOT, and Evie, too," she chuckled, "but I've never seen you masturbate...".

"Wait, wait, wait," I interrupted. "What do you mean, you've never seen me...? Have you seen your sisters masturbate?"

My daughter chuckled. "Well, sure, Dad! We do it together! We used to do it all the time before they went away to school. And now that they're home--...".

I sat up, stunned by the admission. "What? You all--masturbate together?"

My daughter smiled and looked at me in amused confusion. "Well, sure! Why?"

I had to take that in and sat there trying to process it. "The three of you--together?"

Hayli smiled and nodded. "Yes, of course! It's quite fun...".

I should have been more shocked by this, but my body betrayed me. My cock, which had been semi-rigid before, now engorged to full stiffness. I set my book down on my lap to hide my bulge. I knew I'd need to go and jerk off soon.

My daughter smiled playfully when she saw my attempt to hide my hard on, and nudged the book aside. "Is there anything wrong with it?" she asked.

I shook my head. "Well, no--not with masturbating--not really, I suppose...". My wife and I had always taught our daughters that sex and sexuality were perfectly fine and natural and nothing to be ashamed of. But...

Hayli knelt on the sofa next to me and moved her hands to my bulge. It was very deliberate, not sudden and startling, and she kept her eyes on mine as her hands pressed on my hard on. I shuddered at the sensation--it felt so good, I admit!

"Dad," my daughter said softly as she moved to my zipper and slowly started to undo my fly. "I just want you to be happy," she said and slipped my cock free of my shorts and boxers.

"Ohhhhh, God..." I moaned as my cock was exposed to the air.

My daughter wrapped her hand around it and started stroking it very firmly and slowly. "I just want you to feel good, Daddy," she said, her voice low and husky. Hayli got on her belly and ran her face around my cock. "I want you to feel good and be happy,"she said and then took me into her warm, wet mouth.

"Ohhhhh, fuck..." I moaned aloud. It had been so long--too long--since I had felt a woman's mouth on my cock. Hell, any touch other than my own, and Hayli's mouth felt so delicious.

"Hayli, honey..." I groaned, "... stop. You shouldn't...".

But she didn't stop. Nor did I push her away. I sank into the sofa as my daughter got into a better position and started going up and down on my cock, nearly deep-throating me, as I sat there savoring it.

I put my hand on her head, staring down in disbelief and utter ecstatic delight as her head went up and down, up and down, the warmth of her mouth so delicious on me. Her eyes were half-closed and the expression on her face so warm and sweet--I was going to explode very soon if she didn't stop.

"Hayli, honey," I croaked. "You're going to make me cum if you keep that up...".

In response, my daughter wrapped her lips more tightly around me and ran her tongue around the rim of my plum, pressing on the sweet spot just under the tip.

I came. "Ohhhhh, holy fuck!" I groaned and held her head as my cock pulsed powerful blasts of hot, sticky cum into her warm, wet, willing mouth. "Ohhhh, fuck, honey!"

Hayli took it all, waiting until I collapsed back into my corner before slowly, deliberately dragging her tongue and lips over the tip as she withdrew from my cock. She sat up, face dreamy and pleased, like a cat that's just had cream, and swallowed me down. "Mmmmm!" Hayli smacked her mouth and licked her lips. "That was quite a load, Dad!" she chuckled and stared at me with wicked, playful eyes.

I was panting and nodded as I gazed back. "I know, honey, and I'm sorry...".

Hayli stopped me. "Sorry? Don't be sorry, Dad! That was--hot!"

I stared at her in surprise. "Hot? You just took a huge load--from your father--and swallowed it down!"

My daughter gazed back at me with that sweet, wicked smile, and licked her lips again. "I know--that's what makes it so hot!" She moved forward and hugged me, kissing my neck and cheek with her sticky mouth, and snuggled in tight, putting her head against my chest. "I love you, Dad, and I love that I could do that for you!"

I was confused, and happy, feeling a million different things at once--profound bliss as well as warmth, affection, shame, and desire--desire to have this experience again.

"Thank you, honey," I said and kissed her head and drew her tight. I didn't know what else to say, and feared to do anything else lest it lead to more--to more than just oral sex. (I know: "Just oral sex? Isn't that bad enough?") But I didn't feel bad about it. Maybe I was that desperate, or something about being in lock down for months had deranged me, but I honestly felt like this was opening up a whole new level of closeness and intimacy with my youngest daughter that I was pleased and happy to explore!

Hayli turned her face up to me, her eyes bright and shining, and I caressed her sweet face and drew her up to me. I paused as I studied her face, still seeing the lovely young woman she was, and the hint of the woman she was becoming, and then I kissed her. My daughter wasn't expecting that--I suppose because her mouth reeked of my cum, but I didn't pay any mind to it. My dearly departed wife used to kiss me after oral sex, and I got used to it.

"I love you, too, sweetheart," I said and stared at her. Her face softened into one of more familiar, though profound, warmth and affection and she hugged me again. She laid her head on my chest and squeezed.

"I love you, too, Daddy! So much!"

I savored the moment, but gently broke the embrace as I heard the garage door opening.

"Your sisters are returning," I said and got up and straightened myself, zipping up my fly and putting my book on the end table. "I hope they got everything on the list!" I said as I headed toward the kitchen to help them unpack.

"I hope they got ice cream!" Hayli said and hurried after. "And pie!"

I reflected with some mixed feelings upon it as I went to bed that night, feeling both aroused by the memory of the event as well as some shame. "I probably should have stopped her," I pondered as I lay there. ("Probably"? I recognize that I was being non-committal in my self-judgment, giving myself leeway to enjoy the experience, and even to leave the door open to enjoying the memory of it--which was already causing me to grow hard once again.) I drifted off to sleep, and was sleeping rather soundly (a nice change, and likely due to the release Hayli had given me), when I woke to the wonderfully warm sensation of being given head and looked down to see the sheets bobbing up and down like some strangely erotic Halloween ghost.

"Hayli," I growled appreciatively as I pulled the sheets away, only to reveal Lexi, my eldest, hungrily sucking my long, hard cock. "Lexi?!"

My eldest daughter gazed up at me in the semi-darkness, eyes glinting with mischief from the moonlight filtering in through the blinds, as she ran her tongue up and down the large vein of my shaft. She suckled on me firmly, and then ran her tongue around the head of my cock before coming up for air.

"Hi, Dad!" she said with a wicked smile. She held my cock and ran the tip around her luscious lips before slipping them over my cock once again. I fell back, her oral expertise making me weak, and she resumed bobbing up and down on my cock.

"Ohhhh, my God, Lexi...," I moaned. "That is so good...".

Lexi tightened her lips and suckled harder, running her tongue up and down that main vein and then teased the frenulum and tip. "Glad to hear it, Dad," she muttered in an amused reply. She suckled some more and then said, "Hayli told us all about her getting you off earlier. I suppose I was jealous." She quirked a grin, "I wanted to see if I could do her one better."

So saying, my oldest daughter crawled up on me, removing her tank top and straddling my cock. She slipped me into her wonderfully hot, wet pussy and started to ride me up and down, gazing down at me to gauge my reaction and reception of it.

I was stunned, and awed by her willingness to cross that line, to have intercourse with me, and welcomed it. It felt incredibly good--better than any other fuck I could remember--probably because of the very taboo nature of it. I was being fucked by my own lovely daughter!

Lexi was beautiful. Her softball-sized, firm breasts bounced delightfully as she rode me, and I reached up and fondled them, finding her nipples responsive when I ran my fingers over them.

"Oh, Dad!" my daughter purred and sank fully down on my cock. "That's wonderful!"

I drew my daughter down and kissed her hungrily. She kissed me back, and I rolled over on top of her, taking the dominant position, and began to fuck her harder.

"Oh--God--yes, Dad!" Lexi grunted with each thrust I drove into her. "Oh, fuck--me--like--that!"

I lowered my face to her breasts and licked and suckled on them. I learned that my eldest daughter quite enjoys having her breasts licked and sucked, and I flicked her nipples with my tongue. That was enough to bring her to her first climax. I waited for that to subside before I slid gently from her pussy, and kissed and licked my way down to her sopping wet slit.

"Ohhhh, Dad...," Lexi moaned softly as I licked her. "I wasn't expecting that...".

I smiled and dove in. Janet, my deceased wife, had loved oral sex, and was always quite pleased with my ministrations. I was not surprised to learn that at least one of her daughters felt the same. She used to tell me that I "ate pussy like a woman," which she meant as a compliment. (Janet having experimented with girls prior to our relationship. And even a few times after, with my participation in a few of them! My wife loved having me share her with another woman, and was very adept at finding ones who were open to a threesome versus just girl/girl.)

I brought Lexi to a shuddering, writhing orgasm before easing off and kissing my way back up her body. I re-entered her and slowly fucked her, building tempo until I was truly banging her. It had been so long since I had fucked a woman! I finally reached my peak and drove my cock fully into her as I came, pumping powerful blasts of cum into her pussy, savoring the backwash that flowed over the head of my cock of hot and sticky wetness.

"Oh, my God, Lexi," I panted and gently withdrew from her, feeling the rush of our juices flow out of her and onto my bed. "I'm sorry, honey--I shouldn't have done that."

My daughter hugged me and kissed me sweetly. "Shush, Dad," she said quietly and warmly. "That was incredible, and beautiful! Oh--I love it!" She kissed me again.

I relaxed on top of her, and then rolled off to lay beside her, soaked in sweat and recovering my breath. I smiled and was pleased as she rolled to put her head on my chest, her legs over my own. I could feel her hot, dripping pussy against my thigh. She continued to leak jizz and her juices as she lay next to me, and I loved it.

Neither of us spoke for a long time, just basking in the afterglow. Finally, though, I half-jokingly said, "I guess this means Eva is next?"

Lexi chuckled, nodding. "Very likely," she said and ran her fingers through my chest hairs. "Though Eva--well, she prefers girls. Not that's she's exclusive!" Lexi clarified with a laugh. "But she does like pussy better than dick."

I wasn't aware of that, though my daughter--well, daughters--being straight, bi-, or gay made little difference to me.

"And you?" I asked. "Do you also like one over the other? Or in addition to?"

Lexi smiled faintly. "I'm... pretty evenly balanced, shall we say?" she answered. "Not that I've had a lot of cock," she went on to say. "And pussy is definitely better if you don't want to get pregnant...".

I suddenly tensed, realizing that I had just cum inside my daughter without protection!

Lexi soothed me, caressing me to gently pushing me to lay back and relax. "Don't worry, Dad. I'm on the pill. Just as a precaution. And I have never done 'bare back' with anyone before. Just you," she said and smiled and kissed me.

I smiled back. "Thank you," I said. "That--that tells me that I am--special."

My daughter nodded, face pleased. "Very, Dad," she said. "Very."

We lay there a while longer, and my cock, to my surprise, started to harden once again. Lexi felt it and giggled.

"Oh! Someone's ready for more!" she laughed and looked down at my long, sticky cock. "Let me..." she said and swung around to sixty-nine me, putting her messy, wet pussy in my face while she licked and sucked me clean. I obliged her by licking her pussy despite the remnants of my cum still dripping from her, and she hungrily went down on me, taking me deep into her throat.

It became a contest--who was going to make the other cum first. I had a slight advantage only in that: having already cum twice that day, it was less and less likely I'd ejaculate much more. And it usually took me longer and longer between, so I was able to go for hours after I had climaxed once or twice.

Lexi was surprised, "losing" to me as I licked her into another shaking orgasm. She then tried and tried to get me off by sucking me deep and hard, but I finally drew her up to me, turning her around to face me, as I explained that it was different with me--and especially older men--than with women.

"Really?" my daughter asked, and grinned as I slid into her again. She started to ride me with increasing pace as she gazed down at me. "That's good to know, Dad!" she laughed and drove deep onto me, writhing and moving my cock around inside of her. "Ohhhhh, God--that's good!""How good?" I heard a female voice say from the short turn that opened from the hall and doorway to my room. Eva, my second eldest, came into view and watched us with strange interest as she leaned against the wall. She was naked, and I took in her lean, slender body. Eva had large breasts for all her slenderness, which made them seem that much bigger. She smiled and I saw her drift her fingers over her body, lightly brushing her pussy, before crossing the room to crawl into bed with her sister and me.

"Amazingly good," Lexi replied, and leaned over to kiss her sister as she continued to ride me firmly up and down. "Oh, my God--amazingly fucking good!"

Eva smiled at me with an odd expression. "Really? And would Daddy mind if I...?" she crawled up and straddled my face, lowering her pussy to my mouth while she faced her sister, who returned her kisses more and more hungrily.

I grinned and obliged my second eldest by licking her with all the skill I could muster. She was already wet before she straddled me, and I wondered if she had already played with herself (or with her sister? sisters?) before coming into my room?

But I was pleased by her reaction as I made her start to whimper and moan, and to shake and shudder, as I licked and sucked her pussy and clit. Eva, I found, loved having her clit sucked and licked. To a point, as most women become too sensitive and do not enjoy prolonged clitoral stimulation. But in contrast to Lexi, who loved having her pussy licked, Eva really liked me focusing on her clit.

"Oh, my God, Dad!" she whimpered aloud and bore down on my mouth. "You do that really well!"

I paused and pressed on her clit with my tongue firmly. It took just a fractional movement, the merest slide across it, to make Eva gasp and flinch, followed by a really powerful orgasm.

"Ohhhh, holy fu-u-uck, Dad!!" she cried, writhing and twitching on my face as she grasped my stomach and sides to steady herself.

Lexi paused, holding me warmly inside her quivering pussy, as she watched her sister climax. "I know, right?" she laughed. "Dad's really good at eating pussy!"

I smiled and nudged my second daughter to shift, allowing me to get some air. "You're welcome," I grinned. "Your mom was always happy with my tongue, too," I said.

"I believe it," Eva panted and slid off me. She curled up next to me, gazing up at her sister who resumed riding my cock. "Where did you learn to do so well?" she asked me.

"Porn," I answered, and laughed with her at my reply. "Well, that and lots of practice," I said. "Your mother loved oral sex, and I had plenty of opportunity to practice with her."

Lexi arched and went still, her pussy quivering, and I felt her juices flow anew down my cock, which, in turn, made my cock respond by spewing whatever ejaculate I had left.

Eva made a soft whistle. "Whoa! That was beautiful, Lexi! Seeing you like that." Eva looked at me with that same odd, almost curious, look as before. "Makes me wonder what it is like to feel Dad inside of you...".

Lexi slid off me and curled up on my other side, panting. "Wonderful," Lexi said. "You'd feel wonderful. He's big, but not too big, and he can stay wonderfully hard for a long, long time."

Eva studied me like a cat studying prey. "Really? Hmmmm...".

I smiled tiredly back. "Well, it's not easy," I said. "I mean, I need to cum once or twice first--and those don't last nearly as long, especially when it is new and unique, and/or I'm really horny."

My second daughter nodded, absorbing what I said. "'New and unique'?" she repeated. "So, something like fucking your own daughters for the first time?" Her eyes glinted with wicked intent.

I nodded. "Y-yes... That qualifies, I suppose," I joked in reply.

Lexi stretched and yawned, cuddling close on my right side, and snuggled her face into my neck. "Well, I suppose we'll have plenty of time to find out," she said and reached across my body to caress her sister's face and lips.

Eva smiled and kissed her sister's fingers, and snuggled close to my left side, her hand resting on my belly where she idly ran her fingers through my hairs there. "I suppose," she said quietly, watching me with that strange curiosity and mischievous intent.

I was spent. Having now fucked my oldest daughter several times, and the last for nearly an hour, I was exhausted, blissful, and content. I enjoyed the closeness of my daughters, and the reek of sex from Lexi and myself, and Eva's wetness on my lips. It took very little time for me to fall deeply, happily asleep.

I woke up to a puppy pile of soft, warm, curved, lovely female flesh--Lexi on one side of me, and Eva and Hayli on the other. (Hayli must have joined us some time after I had fallen asleep. Or passed out, more accurately. Being in my mid-forties, and out of condition due to lack of regular sexual intercourse for, well, quite a long time, I realized how out of shape I'd become and promised myself to get back into it. My daughters were only too happy to help encourage and incentivize me!)

Gently, I crawled from bed, smiling at Lexi as she stirred and gazed up at me dreamily. I bent down and kissed her.

"Morning," I said softly and brushed her hair away from her face. "Breakfast?" I asked.

Lexi smiled back at me and nodded, but slid from the bed and joined me as we stood staring down at her two sisters who were still asleep.

"They're so cute, aren't they?" she asked warmly.

Looking down at them as they cuddled together, Eva's lean nakedness and Hayli's short and athletic body, arm thrown over her sister's waist, I had to agree. "Beautiful," I said. Lexi glanced at me. "They're beautiful," I said again, and put my arm around my daughter's waist as we quietly stole from the room.

Lexi headed for the kitchen while I, desperately in need to rinsing off, jumped in the shower to clean off last night's sweat, and the mixture of bodily fluids that still covered me from both of my daughters. I had my eyes closed and was facing the shower when I heard the shower door slide open and felt colder air wash in before it slid closed again and felt small arms encircle me from behind, hugging me.

"Morning, Dad!" Hayli piped happily.

I turned and grinned down at her, taking in her nudity--her tight gymnast's figure--and she smiled up at me. She giggled when she saw my cock rapidly grow and start to bob in front of her. She took me in her hands and started "washing" me, working her hands over my entire shaft with a two-fisted grip.

"Gosh, Dad!" she laughed. "Do you ever not have a hard on?"

I didn't know what to say, but Hayli was only kidding me, and I sighed as she knelt down and started sucking on my cock.

"Oh, God, Hayli... Where did you get so skilled at that?" I was truly curious, having no idea where or with whom she may have practiced.

"Lexi showed me how," she said and stroked me while she took a break from sucking me.

"Lexi?" I was confused. "How--?"

Hayli grinned. "Lots of things, Dad," she explained with an impish smile. "Fingers, bananas, popsicles... There are lots of ways to practice without actually going down on a cock." She grinned and resumed giving me head, making a point of taking me deeper and deeper until she was deep-throating me as best she could from that angle.

"Holy shit, Hayli...," I moaned and put my hands on her head to steady myself. "Oh, holy shit, that feels wonderful...".

Hayli's face beamed with delight as she tightened her suction on me, and swirled the tip of my cock with her tongue in a very slow, deliberate circle. She did that over and over until I was shaking, fighting to stand, and finally I burst, my cock spewing a load of cum into her hungry, capable mouth.

"Ohhhhhh, fuuuuuuuckkk!" I groaned aloud.

Hayli took every drop, and then swallowed it down. She then proceeded to lick my cock clean, making sure to do it with her tongue and not let the shower water wash anything away. Finally, satisfied, she carefully stood up and smiled at me.

"Good?" she asked with that mischievous glint in her eyes.

I nodded and drew her up to me. "Fantastic," I said to her and kissed her long and deeply. Hayli was surprised, and resisted a moment until she sensed that I was not put off by the taste of my cum from her mouth. Once she relaxed, she returned my kiss with growing warmth and passion.

"Whew, Dad!" she sighed once I gently broke our kiss. She fanned herself, and reached out to steady herself by putting one hand on the shower door rail. "That was... You're a very good kisser!" she said.

I chuckled. "Well, you don't need to sound so surprised by it," I said feigning hurt.

Hayli paused but saw my glimmer of amusement in my eye, and she smiled. "Oh, Dad," she said. "You." She pat my stomach and I hugged her as the warm water washed over the both of us.

"I suppose," I said as we parted from our embrace, "that I owe you one as well?"

Hayli looked up at me, confused. "Owe me one...?" She was trying to puzzle it out when I gently guided her to sit on the tile stool in the corner, and then got down on my knees and went down on her pussy. "Ohhhhhh! Owe me one!" she said. "Yes! Yes, Dad, you owe me one. More than one!" She sighed when my tongue ran up her slit. "Ohhh, Daddy!"

I grinned and lapped her up, returning pleasure for all the pleasure she had given me. I was patient and took my time, reading her responses, learning her preferences. Like Lexi, Hayli seemed to like my licking her lips and slipping my tongue into her wetness more than my concentrating on her clitoris, though she liked that as well. Somewhere between her two sisters, I'd say.

I made my youngest daughter cum three times before I ended my ministrations on her. She sat there dazedly, blissed out, and barely able to speak when I kissed her and resumed my shower.

"That was--incredible, Daddy," she said to me wonderingly. "Almost as good as...-- Oops!" she caught herself.

"Almost as good as?" I asked, looking down at her. "As?"

Hayli hesitated but saw that I was not upset. "As Eva. Eva's really good at eating pussy," she explained with an almost apologetic smile.

I stared down at her. "Almost as good?" I asked, and raised an eyebrow in mock seriousness. "Almost?"

Hayli gazed back, then shrugged and grinned, moving to stand in front of me and let herself have the full wash from the shower. "Almost," she quipped, and then glanced at me, her eyes playful. "But that's still really, really good, Dad!" she laughed.

I slapped her ass, making her gasp and giggle. "Almost," I repeated with an amused grumble. "Almost. I guess I'll just have to work at it, shan't I?"

Hayli looked at me and smiled. "Yes, Daddy," she said, nodding. "Lots and lots of practice."

I smiled back at her and we finished showering together.

Things changed rapidly now that I had been initiated into my daughters' incestuous relationships. Any time, day or night, anywhere in the house, if any of us felt the slightest bit horny, we found willing partners all too happy to indulge us. For me, I felt like I was back in my early college days! But while my libido raged as if I were twenty years younger, my body, alas, did not. I tired too quickly--certainly not able to keep up with the stamina and appetites of three eighteen-to-twenty-one year olds!

After taking a mouthful of my cum one afternoon, Lexi wiped her lips and said, "Maybe you need some better nutrition, Dad."

"What do you mean?" I asked, catching my breath. I gazed at my lovely daughter, savoring her curves, lingering on her beautiful breasts before bringing my eyes back to hers. She smiled, appreciating my gaze.

"More protein, less carbs, maybe some supplements. You need to replenish so you can give us all a good load...".

" So we can all 'share the load'?" I heard Hayli say with a chuckle as she wandered into the den wearing nothing but a small T-shirt and her panties. None of us felt the need to wear much clothing any more. We'd be out of it soon anyway.

My youngest daughter gave me her sly, seductive smile as she crawled onto the sofa with us. I gave her a kiss, and she lingered, keeping her lips touching mine in a very sensual manner that sent thrills through my body and made me start to stiffen. She smiled and wrapped her hand around me and stroked me gently, idly.

Lexi chuckled at her sister's joke. "Yes--exactly. So we can all 'share the load.' Or loads!" She grinned wickedly and sprawled on the other end of the sofa, spreading her legs and caressing her pink slit.

"I guess," I replied, willing to do whatever they wanted to help make this better for all of us.

Lexi eyes went to the hallway, and they glimmered with mischief. She stood up and waited with a sly, sensual smile.

Eva came in wearing a very sexy, black sheer teddy. She smiled excitedly as she strolled in, modeling the outfit for us, before stepping up to her sister and giving her a very sensual kiss.

"Whoa..." Hayli exhaled behind me, stunned, as I was, by the pure eroticism of the moment.

Lexi moved into her sister's embrace, caressing Eva, and letting her sister remove her top and then kneel to remove her panties. Eva placed a kiss on Lexi's pussy, and Lexi closed her eyes, her expression one of dreamy delight.

"They're so sexy..." Hayli said softly, and crawled over me and curled up next to me to watch.

"They are," I agreed, awed and aroused. Hayli stroked me more firmly as we watched them together.

Lexi pressed her pussy into Eva's lips, moving in tiny thrusts, as her sister lapped at her. She put her hands on her sister's head, and gazed at Hayli and me from half-hooded lids. Her lips were parted, and she had a look of sheer ecstasy as she started to shiver and shake.

"Ohhhh, my God, Evie..." Lexi moaned, pulling her sister's face high into her crotch. "Ohhhh, I'm going to cum...!"

Eva buried her tongue in her sister's pussy, pressing her sister back to brace against the TV cabinet.

"Ohhhhh, God, yeah...!" Lexi cried as she came.

Hayli gripped my cock tight, forgetting to stroke, choking my cock, as we witnessed, breathlessly, Lexi's orgasm.

"Whew..." I exhaled. "Lovely!"

My youngest daughter nodded, speechless.

Lexi caught her breath as Eva carefully stood. They kissed, tongues exploring each other's mouths hungrily. Eva sat down on the (thankfully heavy and solid) coffee table and spread her legs. Lexi got down and buried her face in her sister's pussy. Eva let her head roll back, eyes closed, as she savored her sister's oral skill.

"Ohhhhh, mmmmmm!" Eva moaned and whimpered, putting her hand on her sister's head. "Ohhhhh, Lex... yes...".

Unable to resist, Hayli straddled me in reverse cowgirl so she could ride my cock while we watched. I was a bit surprised as this was my first time penetrating my youngest. Her pussy was wonderfully wet and tight, and I was in absolute heaven as she rode me up and down in growing tempo.

Lexi took her time with Eva, teasing her sister, edging her toward climax then backing off, maintaining a steady pressure that was making Eva shudder and shake.

"Ohhh, please, Lex... please..." Eva pleaded. "Make me cum! Please...!"

Lexi smiled wickedly, taking a breather, and rubbing Eva's clit in small circles with her thumb. She gazed at Hayli and me, her eyes naughty and playful, savoring this power she had in the moment.

"Yes?" she asked, turning her attention back to her sister.

"Yes," Eva panted. "Yes! Please...".

With a self-satisfied smile, Lexi dove back down and lapped her sister into a writhing orgasm. Eva couldn't even breathe, her body went so tight, and she clamped her sister's head between her thighs as her body contracted in climax. "Ohhh, God, YES...!" she cried, and then arched, bending forward over her sister's head. She gripped Lexi's hair, holding her still for a long, long moment before slowly collapsing back. Eva's face was one of utter bliss.

"Whoa!" Hayli said again, and thrust down fully on my cock, grinding her hips down on me so that I filled her pussy to the utmost. I could feel her cervix slipping around the head of my cock, and I erupted into her, spraying her uterine wall with my hot cum.

"Hayli, no-o-o!" I moaned, unable to stop myself from cumming.

Oh my God! I thought as the reality washed over me quickly. I just came, unprotected, in my little girl!

Hayli shuddered and leaned back against me, turning her head to try and kiss me over her shoulder. Her body shuddered and she whimpered with delight. "Oh, yes, Daddy! Cum in me! Yes!!"

I didn't know what to do. I was stunned by the moment, and it was like my brain simply stopped working and I was unable to do anything but pulse, cock throbbing and spurting until it was empty, inside Hayli.

"Ohhh, God..." I groaned, from pleasure and from dread.

I felt my hot jizz run from Hayli's pussy down my balls and onto the sofa. Her sisters now watched us from their vantage on the floor, eyes wide and awed, and wickedly delighted.

"No," I muttered weakly. "No...".

Hayli slowly slid off of me, and she turned to me, her face pleased and satisfied. She reached down dreamily and wiped up dribbles of cum as they flowed slowly out of her. She lifted that to her mouth and licked it. "Mmm!" she made a noise as she tasted our mixed juices. "Yummy!"

I was suddenly embraced by both my oldest daughters, one on each side, and they hugged me tight.

"Oh, my God--Dad! That was awesome!" Lexi said.

"Amazing! Beautiful!" Eva exclaimed, and then hugged her younger sister, kissing her.

Hayli was delighted, and I gave myself a moment to collect myself and take in their reaction.

"You--you're all okay with this? That I just came inside your sister? With no condom?!"

My girls looked at me, confused by my tone. "Why, of course, Dad," Lexi said, caressing me soothingly. "She's on birth control. Why? Did you--did you think we'd just let you fuck her without it?"

Eva and Hayli gazed at me, eyes warm and even amused.

I calmed down. "You mean?"

Hayli nodded, and smiled.

"Oh, thank God...".

My girls all chuckled. "Relax, Dad," Lexi said and curled up next to me. She reached down and fondled my semi-flaccid, sticky dick. "You can fuck us all you want, bareback, and not worry. We're all protected."

I sighed, catching my breath, and savoring her manipulations, which were stirring new life into my cock. "Thank you," I said at last, relieved. And pleased. That news sparked an ember of arousal that was going to spread over the next few weeks and months into the most fulfilling, and exciting, relationship--relationships--of my life.

Like I said in the beginning, maybe it was the unusual circumstances of the prolonged lock down--the isolation with just my family--that prompted this breakdown of social norms and our exploration (and enjoyment) of these taboos. But I have never been so happy and fulfilled in all my life! It was as if I suddenly discovered the most satisfying and loving relationship I had ever known, only it was with three women not just one. And the closeness, the true intimacy, and sharing, and caring that followed? Priceless!"Ohhhh--that's good, Dad," Eva purred as she rode me up and down deliciously, indulgent and slow. She was riding me reverse-cow girl and looked back over her shoulder to smile down at me. Her eyes were so terribly sexy, gazing at me with such sensuality.

I smiled back at her, loving the feel of her tight, wet pussy as she slid up and down on my cock. "I'm glad you enjoy it," I replied, nearly growling. All three of my daughters, similar as they are, had such different rhythms and tempos, likes and dislikes--I was still learning about each of them, even after months of being both father and lover.

Eva closed her eyes and concentrated, putting her hands to her hair and squirming down on me as she took me as deeply into her as she could. "Ohhhh, fu--u-u-ck..." she moaned, finally climaxing. I savored the sensation of her pussy as it quivered on me. "Ohhhh, Dad..." my daughter sighed as she lay back on top of me. My cock slipped free and I longed to re-enter her warmth and wetness.

She turned to kiss me. "That was wonderful, Dad," she murmured warmly, and rolled to lay face to face on me.

I kissed her again, deeply and lovingly. "For me, too," I said. I shifted so she slid off to one side and we lay facing each other, caressing and basking. "I have to admit, I am surprised how much you've come around to enjoying cock."

My daughter laughed. "Yeah, well," she replied, "first of all, it's YOU, and you're just so--different--than any guy I've ever met."

"That's good, right?" I laughed.

Eva nodded. "You're so much more--I don't know--aware? Sensitive, but strong." She reached down and gently grasped my sticky, still firm member. "And your cock is--beautiful!" She smiled and shook her head. "I can't explain it. I just really love your cock! It is long, and not too thick, and with this slight upward curve..." She slid down and swirled the head with her tongue before returning face to face with me. "I think it's because I know you love me," she said. "You take your time, and you sense what I want."

"I care about you," I told her. "I want you to enjoy what I'm doing."

My daughter smiled at that and kissed me again, sweetly. "I can see why Mom loved you, and had three children with you. I can imagine all the fucking..." she murmured with amusement.

I rolled her back and got on top of her, parting her thighs and sliding into her. "It wasn't anything like this," I mused as I started slowly to fuck her. "What we do, what your sisters and I do--your mom would be--".

Eva cut in. "Jealous?" she laughed.

"Pleased," I murmured and quickened my pace. "She would be pleased for us to share this, I think."

I focused on my pleasure this time, and came inside her shortly. I rolled off her and lay recovering, and Eva cuddled up behind me, putting her arm over me and kissing my shoulders and neck.

"Why did you say Mom would be pleased?" she asked. "Was there something you and Mom ever discussed that makes you believe that?"

I hesitated. "What I share with you stays private, do you understand? Not between your sisters and me, but outside of us--okay?"

Eva nodded.

"Do you remember much about your Uncle Jack?"

My daughter shook her head.

"No--I don't imagine you do. You were still pretty young when he died."

"Car accident, wasn't it?" she asked.

"Yeah. He was young--younger than your mom, and she took it hard when he passed. Anyhow, shortly after I met your mom and we had started dating, she shared with me something that had happened when she was a teen."

"Between Uncle Jack and her?" Eva asked.

"Yes. And when she spoke about it, it was clear she wasn't angry or upset by it, but had found it something beautiful and special."

"Whoa," Eva mumbled. "So Mom and Uncle Jack...?"

I nodded. "A few times, when they were young. Your mom remembered it fondly, and once asked me if I had ever had sexual thoughts about my sister."

Eva hummed mischievously. "Mmmm--Aunt Katherine!"

I laughed. "You like your aunt?"

My daughter nodded. "Oh, yeah. She's got big tits, and a killer face. She's like porn star hot, Dad!"

I chuckled. "Well, she did catch me masturbating one time...".

"Oh?"

I waved my hands. "Nothing happened. Well, nothing like this," I said and caressed her nakedness and wetness. "I mean, not exactly."

"Oh?" Eva enquired with amused interest.

"My sister, your aunt, was--curious. She wanted to see me finish, and so I did. I came for her, and she--uh, returned the favor. She let me watch her, only once. But it was pretty special."

Eva snuggled in close and closed her eyes. "I bet it was," she murmured as she drifted off.

I smiled. "It was," I said as I let myself fall asleep.

I learned a great deal about my three daughters in the months we spent in lockdown. Things I never learned when I had been just their father--their different rhythms and temperaments, and yet their similarities and likes and dislikes. All the things one learns when you become lovers versus friends--or, in this case, family. I tell you, watching my daughters sixty-nine is something special. Watching them swap cum is spectacular. And watching them scissor is sublime.

Hayli--my sweet and naughty little Hayli--is far more sexual than I had ever realized. She is a little cum-slut! She loves to suck me off and lap up every drop. She'll lick her sisters' pussies to lick my cum from them, and will roll onto her back and put her legs over her head to let my jizz fall from her pussy into her own mouth! Things I would have found shocking just a few months ago. But now? Now, this is something we all look forward to!

And Lexi--my God, Lexi is an incredibly sensual and imaginative woman! Always seeking variety. Always seeking to enhance pleasure--mine, hers, her sisters'. Lexi ordered sex toys and lingerie online, and we started to explore them together. She got a strap on, and a double-headed dildo, and anal plugs for them to try. She fucked her sister, Hayli, while Hayli was sucking me. That was incredible!

And then there is Eva--sweet, sweet Eva. Eva was the least likely to join me in bed for anything but oral sex. As time went on, though, she started to come around to my fucking her. "I saw how much Alexis and Hayli enjoyed it," she told me. "And they both really get off on it. So I thought I'd give it a try!" It took some time--her tempo is so much slower and more indulgent than her sisters--but I demonstrated that I was willing to learn, to be patient and allow her to find what worked best for her.

Hayli loves cum. Lexi loves fucking. And Eva loves making love. Thankfully, one of them is always available and willing when I am too exhausted or spent! Trying to fulfill the sexual desires of three women is more than most people can handle. Fulfilling their emotional needs as well is quite a feat!

After months together, we fell into our own rhythm, making love and fucking, taking care of the house, doing chores, entertainment. "Movie night" is especially enjoyable as it always leads to a family orgy. This had become our new norm.

And then "the real world" knocked on our door. My sister, Katherine, came by unexpectedly.

Hayli answered the door wearing just a cut-off T-shirt and some very skimpy panties. I was lounging in my boxers, watching golf, while Lexi was finishing up some laundry and Eva was napping in her room, probably nude.

"Dad?" I heard Hayli say as she lead my sister into the den.

"Michael?" my sister, Kathy, said, giving me an odd, slightly puzzled look.

I bolted up from the sofa, looking around for a shirt and something perhaps to cover me from the waist down in case my cock fell out of my boxers.

"Kathy?!" I said, surprised and befuddled. "What--when did you get in?"

My sister hadn't called or texted beforehand, so this was a complete surprise. Thankfully, we had just cleaned the house, and I hoped it didn't smell like sex everywhere.

"This afternoon. Barry and I, we--we're getting a divorce, and I flew in to talk to my lawyer. I thought I'd surprise my little brother and his lovely daughters, but..." she looked around and glanced at my youngest with frowning curiosity. "Have I caught you at a bad time?"

I crossed the room and gave her an awkward hug, and lead her toward the kitchen. "No, no!" I said, flustering. "Not at all!" I pulled out a chair and motioned for her to sit. "I--just wasn't expecting anyone, that's all."

Kathy eyed me and looked uncomfortable. "I suppose I could have called beforehand, but..." she glanced at my attire, or lack thereof. "You've really let things go, haven't you? Because of the pandemic?"

I grimaced shyly. "A little," I replied. "Sleeping in, taking naps whenever--there's no real schedule any more."

"Well, you look--fit." She gave me another once-over and then looked away as if she were embarrassed. "You've been working out?"

I looked down at myself and felt a blush of pride. "The girls," I replied. "They have me exercising. Eating right." I glanced at Hayli who hovered near the kitchen. The sight of her in her little T and panties sent a small surge through my body, and I felt the air slip into my boxers from the slit in front. I covered myself and sidled toward the hall. "I'll be right back, sis," I said. "Just let me go get some clothes on."

I hurried to my room and threw on some pants and a T-shirt. I checked myself over and took a few breaths. "Keep calm. She's just here for a quick visit. Nothing to worry about."

I checked on Eva and found her just getting up from a nap. She smiled warmly, if groggily, up at me and went to kiss me when I pulled back.

"What's wrong?" she asked.

"Your aunt--Aunt Kathy--is here," I told her in a hushed voice. I tossed some clothes at her. "Get dressed, and act casual."

Eva nodded and started dressing.

I caught Lexi on the way back with the laundry basket. "Your aunt--".

"Is here. I know," she responded and shifted the basket on her hip. "What's going on?"

I shrugged. "She and Uncle Barry are getting divorced," I told her.

"But why is she here?" Lexi asked and handed me the basket. All that was left were my clothes, so I took it from her.

"She came to see her lawyer," I said. "And since she was in town, she thought she'd surprise us."

"Well, she did," Lexi replied with a grin. "But not as much as we might have surprised her...".

I stopped her. "Be good," I whispered, making sure my sister was nowhere around.

My daughter reached for the waist of my pants.

"Be good!" I choked, stopping her from touching them. "She'll visit, we'll have lunch, and she'll leave." My body was already stirring from the Lexi's indication that she wanted sex--Pavlovian conditioning.

"I'll try," Lexi murmured and ducked in and gave me a quick kiss. She stayed close, looking at me. "But I can't promise anything...".

Great! I thought. My daughters have become sex fiends, and it's all my fault.

I dropped the basket off in my room and headed for the kitchen. I did my best to act calm and casual as I stepped in. My sister turned to look at me and seemed relieved to find me dressed.

"Michael." She stared at me casually, waiting for something.

"Kath," I replied. I shrugged. "Something I'm forgetting?"

My sister quirked a grin. "Well, a welcome would be nice!"

I puzzled at that. "But, I hugged you... Oh, never mind." I crossed over and she stood so we could hug. She held me tight, though, and didn't break after what I would consider a normal interval.

"Kath? Everything alright?"

My sister nodded, but started to sob. "Oh, Michael," she cried. "Barry cheated on me!" She sat back down at the kitchen table and cried into her hands.

"Awwww, sis," I said and drew a chair next to her. I sat and put my arm over her shoulder. "I'm sorry to hear that."

She nodded and took a moment. I got up and got a box of tissues (we kept plenty around for all the sex and clean up afterward) and handed it to her.

"How did you find out?"

My sister took a moment. She was a strong person--stronger than me, I thought--and responded, "I came home from the spa, feeling relaxed and wonderful, and there he was, on top of her--fucking her...!" Her anger and pain fought for a moment, and I waited. "It was Denice, our neighbor! Her husband is a trucker, and away from home for weeks at a time." She fiddled with a tissue, wringing it nearly to shreds. " 'It's only sex!' he said to me. Only sex?!"

I nodded in support, and spied Lexi as she waited in the den close by. I waved for her to come in.

"Lex, remember Aunt Kathy?"

My daughter did a semi-curtsy, unsure of how to treat her aunt, who was clearly upset. "Aunt Kathy," she said warmly, and sympathetically. "I--I'm glad to see you. But..." Lexi made a futile gesture, unsure what to say.

My sister acknowledged her attempt, at least. "Oh, I'm sorry, my dear," she said and wafted at her face. "I--I'm sorry to interrupt you all with this, but--but I--...". She broke down again.

I looked at my daughter, and saw both Eva and Hayli now waiting outside in the den as well. They all looked at me like: "What do we do?"

"Girls, your Aunt Kathy is having some really personal problems. Give us some time. I'm sure she'll be delighted to see you later."

My girls--God bless them!--made themselves scarce, leaving me to deal with my sister.

"I'm sorry, Michael," Kathy said. "I really am. And I can--go away. I--I'll visit another time when I'm not so...".

I stopped her and gave her a hug. "Shush. No need to apologize, sis! Shit happens."

I winced inwardly. I hate platitudes. But they work, you know? My sister responded to my intention, if not the words.

"Thank you," she said at last. She sounded tired.

"Can I-- Would you like something to drink?" I asked, and went to the counter.

"Scotch would be nice," my sister responded. "Unless you have something stronger?"

I looked at her.

"Well, you do work in Hollywood," she said and managed a small laugh. "Whisky? Marijuana? Cocaine?"

I laughed. "You know I've never done hard drugs, sis." I poured her two fingers of Scotch.

"What about your girls?" she asked, half-jokingly. "They must have some drugs, don't they? Certainly the college ones?"

I grinned and sat down. "Nope. Pot, maybe, but, no--they're all clean, like me."

My sister smiled weakly and sipped her drink.

I gave her time. "I know that you had--suspicions," I said. "This hasn't been the first time."

My sister nodded. "I know. But it was the shock--walking in like that and SEEING it right there, in my face...". She took a long swig and handed me back the glass.

"I can imagine," I said as I got her another.

"Thanks," she said as I gave her the glass She downed it all in one go. "But--" and then she laughed. "But?" She laughed again. "His butt was right there, going up and down. His big, hairy, beautiful--!" She started to cry.

I took the glass and set it aside, and waited. She calmed down, quicker this time.

My sister looked at me as she wiped her eyes. "Ugh! I must be a mess!" she mumbled and groped in her purse for a compact.

I put my hand on hers, stopping her. "You look fine," I said. "Don't worry. I'm your brother, and I'm here for you."

My sister looked me in the eyes and saw how sincere I was. Her face screwed up as tears of gratitude started streaming from her eyes.

"Thank you!" she said and clung to me tightly. "Thank you!"

I held her. Being the father of three girls, I've had my share of learning how to comfort someone experiencing heartbreak. I've learned to simply hold for them and let the pain come as it will, and get cried out.

I kissed my sister's forehead. "It's okay, sis. We'll get you through this."

My sister sat back and dried her snot and tears with more tissues. "Thank you." She sat and gazed at me and got a very strange look. "You've changed," she said.

"Oh? How so?"

Kathy considered a moment. "You're more--peaceful--than I remember you. More at ease with yourself. More comfortable."

I smiled, warmed by the compliment. "The girls," I told her, inwardly reflecting on our deeper, if highly taboo and questionable, relationship. "They've really helped me learn and grow."

"I can see," my sister replied and smiled softly. "It's--nice! I'm so happy to see you like this! Pleased and content. Happy!"

"Thanks," I said.

"Dad? Can we come in now?" Hayli asked as she stepped in from the hall.

I checked with my sister, who nodded. "Yes, you can come in."

Hayli had put on some shorts, but still wore her cropped T (and no bra). The sight of her nipples poking through her shirt made my cock stir.

"We're so sorry for you, Aunt Kathy!" she said as she gave her aunt a hug.

My sister returned it shyly, awkwardly, not getting up, and--I am sure--partly ashamed because of her running mascara and make up.

"Thank you, Hayli, sweetie," Kathy replied. She was surprised by Hayli giving her a quick peck on the lips, and glanced at me. "Oh! I wasn't expecting that much of a welcome. But, thank you!"

Hayli came and sat on my lap, and squirmed her fit, little ass on my growing erection. My pulse quickened, and I am sure I blushed, as my body responded the way it had been conditioned to respond over the past few months.

Thankfully, Kathy was too caught up in her own issues to be aware of anything untoward.

Lexi and Eva also came in and gave their aunt a kiss and a hug, and joined us at the kitchen table. Hayli gave them a superior smirk and wriggled her ass on my lap again. She could feel my hard cock under her, and was lording it over her sisters. The covert nature of it was making her hot, I am sure, just as it was adding fuel to my fire.

"So, Aunt Kathy, will you be staying long?" asked Hayli.

My sister glanced at me uncertainly. "Uh...".

I sensed Kathy had something more she wanted to say, but was holding back.

"Sis, it's alright. The girls are all adults, and we're all here for you."

My sister took that in, working it out within herself, before she said: "I was kind if hoping I could stay here with you--just for a couple of days!--because I--I don't want to be alone."

The need in her voice and her eyes was palpable, and it made my heart reach out for her.

"Of course," I said before I thought about it. I realized what a damper that would be on how things had been between my girls and me, and saw Eva and Lexi both raise an eyebrow at my response. "You can sleep in Lexi's room," I offered, and tried to convey "be patient" to my daughters with my eyes. "She can sleep with her sisters." I knew they'd be fine with that arrangement, and it made my cock pulse in my pants. Hayli felt it, and wriggled slightly on it, letting me know she felt it.

"Dad," Lexi said, "what about movie night?"

Oh, right. That was three days away, and was a special treat for all of us to be together.

"I don't want to be any bother," Kathy said.

"Nonsense," I replied and smiled sympathetically at her. "You always want to be a bother. It's how you know we love you because we accommodate you."

She quirked a faint smile, which told me that she was, deep down, going to be alright. "You know me so well," she murmured appreciatively.

Hayli turned and looked at me with wide, curious eyes. "But, Dad...".

I shushed her, and squeezed her thigh. "It will be fine. I mean 'fun'! It will be fun. We'll just make sure we--uh, watch something your Aunt Kathy wants to enjoy."

My daughters all glanced at each other, and I could see wheels turning, plans being made on how to turn this into something more erotic and intriguing.

"So, Lex--help your aunt get settled in your room, and we'll all have a nice lunch and order dinner. Alright?"

My daughter nodded and held her hand out to my sister. "Come on, Aunt Kathy. I'll show you my room and help you out."

Once they were gone, Eva and Hayli were on me.

"Dad! What are you thinking? We can't do what we've been doing with Aunt Kathy around!"

I listened and waited for them to get their shock and upset out of their systems.

"Look," I said, "Aunt Kathy is hurting. And she's my sister, and I love her, and you do, too, so, please, be patient and try and understand."

I saw that they were worried, and sensing a potential block with the way things had been. No more "free sex" whenever we felt like it, anywhere we felt the need.

"I get it," I explained to them, keeping my voice down. "We'll just have to be good for a few days. That's all! I don't think needing to exercise a little self-control is going to hurt us."

"Oh?" Hayli asked and wriggled her ass on my hard on again. "Really, Dad? You don't think you're going to be frustrated about my not getting down and sucking your long, hard cock and letting you cum in my mouth just because Aunt Kathy is here?" She ground her ass on me slowly, watching my reaction.

I shushed her. "Okay, okay! Yes--it will be a little hard--no pun intended," I answered her. I glanced down the hall, my mind trying to think of ways we could be discrete and still fulfill each other's sexual needs while my sister was around.

Eva was watching me with a strange, mischievous gaze. "Who says it will be a problem?" she asked. "Maybe Aunt Kathy will want to join in? I'd certainly love to suck on those big, beautiful breasts of hers!"

That made me even harder, and Hayli giggled as she felt my cock throb under her.

"Ohhh! Dad likes the idea, too!" she laughed.

"Shush!" I snapped, and saw Lexi and my sister coming back down the hallway. "Be good. Please!! And don't torment me." I pointed that last at Hayli who smirked and wriggled on me once more.

I had no idea how we were going to manage things with my sister with us. It didn't help to have my youngest squirming her tight little ass on me the whole time.

"All settled," Kathy sighed as she took her seat at the table. "So, what do you all do all day?" she asked as she looked around at us.

My girls and I all hesitated, and then the girls laughed.

"Play!" Hayli said with a sly grin.

"Relax," said Eva.

"Have fun," Lexi replied.

"No studying?" Kathy asked, surprised. "Don't you still have schoolwork to do?"

"Online," Lexi told her. "But otherwise, our time is our own. And we--play. Read. Watch movies." She glanced at me. "Exercise."

My sister smiled and nodded. "I can see that you all have had a good effect on this lazy brother of mine," she said. "He looks healthy and happy!"

My daughters all beamed at that.

"Thank you, Aunt Katherine!" Eva said. "We've tried. It's all about motivation."

"Well, whatever you're doing, keep it up!" Kathy said. "I've never seen Michael look so good! And please, Kathy is fine. Aunt Katherine sounds so formal. And old!"

My daughters laughed and agreed.

It wasn't until my sister's visit that I had cause to pause and reflect on how "normal" my daughters' incestuous relationship with me and each other had become. I took it for granted, and even found myself expecting it -- expecting sex whenever the desire arose, and now was feeling a little frustrated at being thwarted in the fulfillment of that desire. As well as how conditioned I had become to getting aroused whenever my daughters were around. Hayli's wicked smile; Eva's graceful lines and full breasts; Lexi's animalistic athleticism and eroticism -- just seeing one of my daughters and noting their beauty and sensuality would make me get hard!

Lunch was challenging, but not terribly so. Dinner, on the other hand, became more and more difficult as my daughters flirted with me and each other as covertly as they could. Hayli took delight it toying with her food in what was, to me, overtly oral ways, teasing it into her mouth with her tongue. Eva and Lexi were touching each other under the table, sitting closer together than the chairs normally are set, though I am sure it was only apparent to me. But it left me feeling horny, and slightly left out.

Kathy was oblivious, thank God. She drank too much wine and I helped her to bed.

"Thank you, Mikey," she mumbled as I lay her down on Lexi's bed. She reached up and caressed my cheek. "You're a good brother."

I smiled and touched her back, and quietly left her to fall asleep. I was sure she needed it after her flight, and the emotional drain, and the alcohol.

When I got to my room, I was pleasantly ambushed by my youngest daughter who closed the door behind me and pushed me forward until I was on my bed. Hayli unzipped my fly and went down on me with gusto.

"Whoa!!! Ohhhhh, Hayli..." I moaned as softly as I could. "Oh, honey, that feels fantastic."

My daughter smiled up at me and swirled my cock slowly with her tongue. She trilled it and slurped it, and came off for air.

"Quiet, Dad," she murmured with her wicked playfulness. "I thought we weren't supposed to be doing this with Aunt Kathy around."

I was going to agree. That is, until she went back to work on my cock and I succumbed to her oral skill.

"Ohhhh, fuck, honey..." I sighed and caressed her head as she bobbed up and down on me. "This one last time, okay?"

Hayli chuckled and licked the head of my cock all the way around. "You're sure, Dad? Just this one last time?"

I got up and locked my bedroom door and came back to bed. I grabbed her and drew her up to me. "Yes. One last time. But I'm going to fuck you, first!"

Hayli was delighted, and fell back and welcomed me enthusiastically.

The prospect of this being our last fuck for a while gave it a heightened urgency. I fucked her more aggressively than was my usual want. But Hayli loved it!

"Oh, yeah, Dad!" she moaned. "Oh, fuck me hard!"

I drove deeper and harder, clasping her to me, grabbing her ass and thrusting myself fully into her until the head of my cock hit her uterine wall. And I came, groaning aloud, and clutching her tightly.

My daughter shivered and shook beneath me, climaxing as well. I felt her pussy quivering on me, and our combined juices flowing out of her.

"Oh, Daddy," she murmured and kissed my neck and clung to me. "Oh, that was sweet!" She reached down and wiped up our mutual cum and licked it off her fingers. "Mmmmmm!!!"

I slid off of her and lay catching my breath.

"This was the last time, okay?" I panted. "I mean it. Until your aunt is gone."

My daughter nodded and kissed me, though her eyes laughed and I could tell she was not going to take me seriously. "Anything you say, Dad," she said and stole out of the room, almost dancing.

"Ugh. God help me, but I can't resist her. Hell, any of them!" I mused tiredly.

I half expected a nocturnal visit from one or both of Hayli's sisters, but alas (or luckily?) nothing happened.

I woke up and everything was as it had always been. Well, sans the "free use" sex that is. The girls had made breakfast (pancakes and bacon), and we had orange juice and sat on the patio and enjoyed the view and the meal. No one would ever know we were a "naughty" family! We were the very picture of normal and happy and well-adjusted!

Kathy was feeling better after a good night's rest. She needed the coffee, sure, but my sister has a higher tolerance for alcohol than I do, and she recovered quite quickly.

"Ahhh. Lovely view!" she said as we ate. "And such lovely girls!" she added as my daughters served us and also cleared away our plates.

I smiled and nodded. "I agree." I glanced at Lexi as she walked by and she smiled back at me. "Lovely."

My sister missed the compliment I was paying to my daughter, and leaned back in her chair.

"I am stuffed! Lord!" she laughed and fanned her face. And then she grew serious. "Mikey -- I have another request of you. Could you -- would you drive me into the city? I need to go sign some papers."

"I could lend you my car," I said, dreading the drive. Not that there'd be much traffic -- certainly not as much as there was pre-COVID. But still, it was at least half an hour, and I had grown accustomed to having my time my own. Not to mention the chance for some lovemaking with one or more of my girls!

Kathy frowned. "I appreciate that, but won't you please come with me? As moral support?"

I sighed inwardly, but put on a straight face. "Sure, yeah, no problem. I'll be ready in a few minutes and we can go then."

My sister was pleased with my response, and went to get herself ready.

I went to my girls and told them I'd be gone most of the day. "But be sure there's no hanky-panky by the time we get back!" I warned them with a glance around to ensure my sister was nowhere within earshot.

"Dad? Can you pick up some pizza and some groceries? And some goodies for movie night?"

I assured them I would, though the mention of movie night started bringing up a little stress inside me. What were we going to do for movie night with my sister here? "Just be good, I guess," I told myself, though that left me feeling admittedly disappointed.

During our drive, I noticed that my sister -- as was her habit -- was dressed very nicely in a short, low cut red dress that showed off her ample cleavage. I found myself getting a hard on as I kept glancing at it, getting a little distracted, and feeling a bit frustrated at not being free to get relief from my arousal.

"The girls are probably playing with each other right now," I mused privately. It didn't help with my hard on.

Kathy, thankfully, was too absorbed with her own issues, though she did enjoy the drive in my convertible with the top down, taking in the lovely Los Angeles weather and scenery.

I dropped her off in front of the downtown L.A. office building that housed the law firm she used. I then drove down into the parking structure and parked and would meet her in the lobby when she was done. I appreciated the time to let my hard on go down, and proceeded into the building to wait.

I waited for nearly two hours (my sister had expected it to only take one) and was glad when she finally came down and met me. I was peckish, and she gladly accepted when I suggested we go to Rodeo Drive and see about getting some lunch. Kathy walked with me and we did some window shopping. Many businesses were re-opened, though there were few customers. Most wore masks. The few who didn't remained outside since all the shops now required people adhere to that minimal health requirement of a face covering.

As we walked, Kathy hooked her arm in mine and we settled into a familiar comfort with one another. I couldn't help but glance at her figure, noting it with some renewed appreciation inspired by Eva's assessment of my sister as "porn star hot!"

"Oh, look!" Kathy said and drew me with her into one of the exclusive lingerie stores to be found here. "Michael, can we stop in? Please?"

I smiled and held the door for her as we entered.

Lingerie always held an erotic fascination with me -- not quite a fetish, but certainly a healthy appreciation for it. My wife used to love to wear it, and I considered buying a few articles for my daughters, though it left me in a highly aroused state. When my sister showed me some of the items she was purchasing, I couldn't help but get another, extremely hard erection as I pictured her in them. (And out of them!)

Kathy was curious about my purchases, and I was too embarrassed to share them with her. She accepted that as just normal male shyness over such a topic -- at least, I think that's why she didn't press me on them.

On the drive back, I kept looking at my sister's legs and feeling my cock throb. I was going to need to jerk off very soon if I was going to prevent blue balls! Or better yet, fuck one of my lovely daughters! A renewed annoyance at my sister's arrival twinged through me.

"So, Kath -- how long do you think to stay? A night or two?"

My sister frowned a bit at my question, somewhat embarrassed and a little bit hurt. "Oh, I don't know, Michael, really," she replied. "If it's a problem, I won't stay more than a day or two. But I was really hoping for more like a week? Maybe more?"

A week? I moaned inwardly. I was already frustrated with the damper she had put in my incestuous sex with my daughters for just a day, but another week? More?

"Sure, Kath," I muttered. "Whatever you need."

She studied me a moment. "You're not happy to see me?"

I glanced at her, immediately filled with guilt. "No, it's not that!" I replied. "I--I'm happy to see you, of course! It's just -- unexpected, and with the girls home from college and all...".

Kathy took that in and sighed. "You're probably right. I should deal with Barry and get this all over with as soon as possible. It's just hard, you know?"

I nodded. "I get it, sis. Really! And you're welcome to stay. But, yeah -- you do need to deal with this and not avoid it. The sooner the better."

She went quiet and I knew I'd upset her.

Great! I thought, and derided myself for the rest of the drive home. Guilt put a damper on my lust, however, so that was a good thing. Right?

It didn't last long. Kathy headed to Lexi's room to put away her things, and I could hear the soft moans and sighs coming from behind Eva and Hayli's door and knew my girls were doing something sexual together. It sent a surge of arousal through me, and I steered my sister past the door quickly and ushered her into Lexi's room.

"I'm going to go give the girls their things. I'll meet you in the living room?" My sister barely had time to respond before I was off, hurrying to the other bedroom and knocking. I whispered that it was me, and Hayli opened the door, face flushed and eyes wicked and dreamy.

"Dad!" she beamed and let me in. On her bed were Lexi and Eva sharing a double-headed dildo, fucking each other with it sweetly.

Oh my... My body thrummed with arousal, and I nearly succumbed to Hayli's eagerness as she grasped at my belt to undo my pants.

"No, no!" I said, hushed. Lexi and Eva were only slightly distracted, but continued their fun, if a bit more slowly and indulgently.

Hayli frowned a bit. She took my hand and put my fingers down to her pussy to feel her wetness. She wiped some up and put it to my mouth. "But we've been waiting for you!" she pouted.

I made sure the door was locked and gave her a strained smile. "I know, honey, and I love you for it. But," I glanced at the door. "We can't, okay? Not right now."

My youngest wasn't happy, but she understood. She sat down on Eva's bed and caressed herself as she watched Lexi and Eva make each other cum.

I exhaled in a sigh. What was I going to do? My sister's arrival really was an inconvenience, even if it was over something that was taboo.

"I'll make it up to you," I said and then showed them the bag from the lingerie shop. "These are for you. In appreciation for your patience and understanding."

My daughters all were pleased with their gifts and thanked me with quick kisses. I awkwardly extricated myself from the room and made my way with a waddling gait to my bedroom where I closed the door and leaned against it. My groin was aching. I hadn't avoided blue balls after all, and I cursed my sister mildly as I undid my fly and gave myself some relief. I sat on my bed and closed my eyes and pictured all the lovely, sexual things I'd be doing with any and all of my daughters right now.

"Michael?" Kathy's voice interrupted me and I opened my eyes to see my sister staring at me around the edge of my bedroom door. I hadn't locked it in my rush for relief! "Oh!" she gasped and stood there watching me.

I groaned and looked at her. My hand was gripping my hard shaft, and there was no hiding what I was doing. It brought back a quick memory of when she had caught me as a teen, only this time I was far less embarrassed by it. In fact, I simply closed my eyes and resumed what I was doing as I said, "I'm a little busy, sis. You're free to wait, or you can watch, I don't care, but I REALLY need to get off right now."

My sister, God bless her, hesitated only a moment and came into my room and closed the door behind her. She leaned against it as she watched me, her expression odd -- interested and shy, though mostly the former.

"I'll just wait right here, if that's alright," she muttered softly, gazing at me.

I glanced at her and felt a renewed surge as I took in her curvaceous figure. "You're free to join me," I said, wondering and half-hoping that she would. "Or help?" I added, feeling even more desire for her to opt in for that.

Kathy watched me as I resumed, though at a slower pace as I was waiting for her response. I nearly came when she crossed the room and sat on the edge of my bed. She was very tentative, which is unusual for my sister.

She hesitated, checking my reaction as she sat down near me, almost reaching for me but then pulling back and fidgeting as she debated what she was going to do.

"Remember that time you caught me as a teen?" I asked, prompting her, hoping that would nudge her in the right direction.

My sister flashed a grin, though immediately hid it with shyness as she responded. "I do -- though it was never like this...". She looked me over and then returned her gaze to my cock and my hand as I slowly milked myself.

"That's not what I remember," I said with a sly smile.

Kathy quirked another grin and replied with a little embarrassment. "Well, that was different. We were both young. This time..." she looked me over once more, "... we're both adults." She studied me, gauging my sinceretily and willingness to really have her join me. Or touch me. She opted for the latter.

Tentatively, my sister reached out and put her hand on top of mine as I moved it up and down my cock.

I saw her breathing stop, and then resume, faster and more shallow.

"You've really gotten much more comfortable with yourself," she muttered as she gently took over my masturbation, stroking me on her own. "And better looking." She smiled. "And I don't remember your cock being so big," she chuckled shyly.

I smiled and let her take over, settling back and savoring the hand job she was giving me. "Mmmmm--that's nice, sis," I murmured pleasantly.

Kathy smiled at the compliment. "Thanks. I guess?" She smiled awkwardly. "I mean, this is wrong, isn't it?"

I gazed at her. "Maybe," I said. "But I don't feel that way. I'm enjoying it!"

She glanced at me and then returned to staring at my cock as she stroked me, going just a little faster and her grip just a little tighter. "It's been a while since I've -- ... Well, Barry and I were having issues, long before I caught him...". She paused and looked at me, and I gazed back, totally open and unashamed. Kathy smiled softly, less shy, and resumed stroking me. My sister got further onto the bed and really started jerking me off. "This is wrong," she mumbled, "but damn if it doesn't feel so right!" She tightened her grip and stroked me fully, going tighter and faster.

"Oh, Kath!" I moaned. "I'm going to cum!"

My sister gripped me hard as my cock started to pump out blasts of jizz that flowed over her hand and down my cock. She held me as my cock pulsed and pulsed, and pumped and pumped, until it finally stopped.

"Whew! Thank you!" I muttered as I stared up at her. I saw her looking around and I reached over and grabbed some tissues from my night stand. She smiled shyly and started wiping my cum off her hand.

"You--you're welcome," she mumbled and sat quietly, staring off.

I sat up. "Kath, what is it?" I touched her shoulders and she flinched slightly and turned to stare at me.

"This was wrong, wasn't it?" she asked. She sounded conflicted and I gazed back as warmly and lovingly as I could.

"I don't think so," I answered softly. My reply seemed to break through and calm her, and she sank into my embrace.

"Oh, Michael," she murmured and hugged me sweetly. "I--I never would have thought... I'd never have done this... but you're so--so...".

"Loving?" I prompted.

Kathy smiled and nodded. "Yes. So loving. And understanding. And compassionate." She gazed at me. "And handsome...".

I was pleasantly surprised when my sister leaned in and kissed me. It wasn't a sexual kiss, not at first, but a very loving kiss. I returned it.

"I love you, sis," I said. "That's why."

Kathy stared at me in wonder and disbelief. She didn't resist when I kissed her again, nor pull away when I reached up and caressed her breasts through her dress. She closed her eyes and moaned softly as I kissed her neck and reached around and unhooked her zipper.

Kathy leaned into me as I unzipped her dress and drew it down, exposing her lovely, large breasts in their push up lace. She sighed as I bent down and pulled the bra aside and licked her nipple.

"Oh, Michael..." she sighed.

I stood her up and gently pulled her dress down for her to step out of and guided her back onto my bed. I kissed her and and removed her bra and lowered my mouth to her nipples.

"Oh, Michael..." she moaned and cradled my head in her breasts.

I kissed and licked my way down her body, down her belly, and gently drew down her panties. I was pleased because her crotch was soaking wet!

"Oh, Michael...!" she moaned again as I planted a kiss on her wet pussy.

I gently parted her thighs and went down on her as sweetly as I could. Months of practice with my three daughters attuned me to her responses and I catered to my sister's likes, lapping at her clit gently with my tongue, making her shiver and sigh.

"I love you, Kath," I murmured as I lapped her into orgasm.

"Oh, Michael!" my sister cried and clasped me between her thighs and held my head with her hands, thrusting her pussy into my mouth. "OhhhHHH!!"

I came up, mouth soaked in my sister's juices, and kissed and licked my way back up to her mouth. She hungrily kissed me, and moaned again as my cock slid into her pussy.

She opened her eyes when she realized I was inside her, hesitant, pushing me off slightly with her arms. "Michael...?" she paused.

I gazed down at her, waiting, letting her feel my hardness and need, my desire. I gently pressed down, and slowly thrust in and out, as I kissed her. "It's alright," I assured her. "It's alright. I want to. And you want me to."

Kathy gazed at me, and I saw her resistance melt. She opened her thighs more to let me in and relaxed into it, letting me start to truly fuck her. "Oh, Michael..." she moaned aloud. Her face had become blissful and sexual, and she gently bit my neck as I fucked her. "Oh, God -- yes...!"

I fucked my sister good and hard, releasing all my pent up lust that I had feared thwarted by her visit. When I came in her, she drew me in and held me, and we made love again.

I looked over to see Hayli peeping around the edge of my door, her eyes wicked and delighted, and she waved and winked at me before she disappeared.

I smiled, knowing that things were going to work out just fine after all.