Later that night, I had them both prepare for bed, telling them both I would check on them before lights out. I found Molly sitting up in bed, nude of course, with her pink comforter up to her waist. I enjoyed the view of her breasts while she explained she liked a bedtime story before she drifted off. She indicated a laptop on her nearby dresser. Powering it up I saw a page already loaded, and after reading it I could see why she enjoyed it. It was a collection of sex stories that claimed to be all true about family loving.
I turned back to see her wholly innocent look as I came back to sit on the corner of her bed with the laptop in hand.
“Are there any particular you enjoy?” I asked, scrolling down.
I saw her smile and drop her eyes as she said she had already clicked on a couple.
I went to the first one, it’s title now colored pink since she had already starting reading, entitled “My sister and I”. Figuring it was a story that reminded her of the relationship she had with her brother, I read a little ahead, surprised that it was about two sisters.
“Read it slow, Daddy,” Molly instructed as I noticed her knees come up under the blanket and her hands disappeared underneath.
I questioned the validity of the story, but only in my mind. As I began to read, Molly moaned and closed her eyes for a moment. I have to admit, the story was very hot. I was instantly hard, and not just from the story. I could see Molly’s hands working on herself under the covers as I read.
The story was an installment by two sisters trying to get into the porn business. This particular one detailed them going to a porn producers office to try out. As I described what the girls were wearing and the fact that they had showered together before coming to the meeting, Molly’s eyes closed tight again in masturbatory concentration.
The author explained that the director asked them to get undressed and then to come into his office. The sister writing everything down described that her and her twin sister were of mixed heritage with mocha colored skin. Both were very petite, with small breasts and both were shaved, taking care of each other’s’ maintenance. Both had long black hair with brown eyes. Again, Molly gave a breathy sigh.
In the story, the two sisters held hands as they came out of the dressing room, wearing nothing. The director then asked them some fluff questions and then asked them to give him a show. The author described how her sibling pushed her back on his desk, until she was laying across it. Her sister then squatted down and began to kiss and lick her pussy. As I read that part, Molly gasped. Her face showed signs of being in pain, except that she kept chanting “Yes!”
Suddenly her eyes flew open, staring at me wide. She actually looked scared, but I noticed her hand still going like mad under the covers.
“What is it, baby?” I asked coming to sit next to her. She couldn’t answer for a moment. She groaned and threw her head back, staring at the ceiling. Finally, she looked at me, gasping and saying “Oh, my god!” over and over. As if it would explain everything, she threw back the covers and showed me her kitten. She had soaked the bed.
I could see from the wet spots that she had put out a pretty sizable spray when she came. Her hand, still in front of her pussy, was dripping with her juice.
“Oh, god, Daddy, I wet the bed.” she said, near tears. “But it felt so good!”
I put my arm around her and pulled her close. “No, you didn’t wet the bed, Little One, you squirted when you came. Some women can do that, if they are touched just right and they are very sexually excited.”
She leaned into me, but held out her hands as if she didn’t want to get any on me. “I take it that was your first time?” She nodded, too embarrassed to answer. “Honey, don’t be ashamed. Be proud, I am. Not every woman can do that, but my beautiful daughter can.” She turned to look at me with wet, but loving eyes. I took one of her little hands and sucked on a finger.
“You taste good, Little One,” I told her. She brought her hand to her mouth and tentatively gave it a lick.
“My cum tastes better than Peter’s!” she said.
I joined in with her amusement, reassuring her it was nothing weird or abnormal, and that next time I wanted to watch. She agreed and yawned. I knew her hard cum had taken a lot out of her, so I told her it was bedtime, but that I would help her changed her sheets first.
She started to scoot under the covers and told me that she didn’t mind her own cum and that she thought it was sexy. I smiled and shook my head, leaning over her for a good night kiss. I can tell you, no daughter gave her father a more sexy, open-mouthed kiss before.
Next was Peter. I walked down to his room and saw his door was wide open. He lay naked on his side on top of his blankets, showing off his bare ass to me. After Molly’s story, her making herself squirt, and the thought of her dousing my cock someday soon, I decided it was too much for me. I came into his room, looking over his shoulder to see what he was reading. It turned out to be a science magazine, but his hard cock told me he wasn’t just studying. He turned back to look over his shoulder at me with a sly look.
“Molly have you read her a story?” he asked.
I undid my belt and then my pants. “Yes, and it made her little pussy squirt all over the bed.” I said, punctuating my statement by letting my pants hit the floor.
Peter smiled as he watched me getting undressed. Once I was naked, with my very hard cock standing out from my stomach, I got on his bed and laid behind him.
Pressing myself into his body, my cock between his butt cheeks, I reached for his manhood.
“Are you gonna fuck me, Daddy?” he playfully asked. I stroked him some before I answered.
“First I am going to suck you off, then, when you cum I am going to have you squirt it on my cock. Then I am going to rub it all over and use it to slide my dick up that tight ass of yours.”
His smile grew as did his cock in my hand. He tossed his magazine on the floor and laid back on the bed on his back. He brought his knees up and put himself on display for me. Once I straddled him, I teased him by kissing my way down his chest. I held his cock straight up with one hand and held myself up with the other as I dragged my tongue down to his pubic hair. Stroking his cock, I paid special attention to the tip, gently squeezing out a drop of pre-cum.
“I want to play too,” he told me. So to oblige we lay together in a side-by-side 69, each of us sucking the others cock.
It always amazes me how I can handle my own cock and not think anything out of the ordinary, but then I grab another man’s and its so hot, so hard and yet soft at the same time, the skin so silky. I greedily swallowed his cock, stroking and tugging on his balls as I saw Molly do. I even trailed a finger down to his tight hole and rubbed there. Peter tried to gasp around my cock as I inserted a finger into him.
Suddenly his amount of pre-cum increased as it flowed into my mouth. I had enough time to get my mouth off his cock and catch his load in my hand as he began to bounce his hips on the bed. He cried out, releasing my cock, but tried to stroke me while he had a strong orgasm.