Dad's Two Little Earth Day Darlings

"Europe!" There had been absolutely no talk of a summer vacation in Europe between us that spring. "Who's going to Europe?"

"Well, your father has arranged to be out of the office between July 4th and August 20th and he thought that maybe his daughter would like to see Rome ... and Barcelona ... and Berlin ... and London ... and Paris--"

I simply leapt upon him! Buried his body under mine. Captured his lips and then filled his mouth with my tongue. "Oh my gawd! Really?" I finally asked as I sat up astride him with a grin spreading from one side of my face to the other.

"Well I can only go if I'm pretty sure there's going to be a steady supply of fresh American milk."

I started to giggle. Then I leaned over and pushed my left breast into his waiting mouth. Daddy started to suck. "I'll do anything you want daddy," I whispered in his ear as his hands cupped my two breasts. "Like we did the last three nights. Even my bum," I lured.

"Your bum?" he mumbled through my nipple. His hands slid down my back and onto the roundness of my ass.

"I'm still a virgin there," I said, then felt his thumb slide down my anal crack. A second later a finger pushed against my anus.

"And you'll have Nikki for the other thing," I promised.

"The other thing?" he asked as his finger slid down past my anus and then softly moved up my other slit.

"Yes, there," I groaned as his finger found my clitoris. "For your cock. It'll be Nikki's job." It was now lying huge between our stomachs.

He grasped my bum in both hands and slowly pulled my body up his, making me feel every inch of his hardness until the shaft of his penis was almost wedged into my opening. "And beautiful little Emily wants to go the whole summer without any cock?"

"There's those other things we can do," I said while knowing what I really wanted. Daddy read my mind! A second later he'd rolled me onto my back and was kneeling between my legs. His cockhead, leaking precum, was poised inches from my sex.

"We can't ... Daaaaaaaaddy ... oooooooooohhhh my gaaaaawd," I squealed. Looking down I could see that his cockhead had disappeared inside me. "Pleeeeeeease..." I moaned. The please, started as a request for him to stop had turned instead into a needy demand for more before the word had escaped my lips.

And then, in one long, hard, continuous plunge my father split me in two. Well that's how it felt for about three seconds before something else happened. My vagina somehow transformed itself into a perfect welcoming sleeve. All its life it had been waiting for the perfect key to unlock it.

And daddy's key magically opened it. I'd thought that the feelings I'd felt the night before would never be matched again. The orgasm I'd had the evening before had been so mind shattering that I'd actually thought in class that day that my father's tongue precluded the need for me ever needing a man's penis inside me again. I'd thought that I could live quite happily as long as my father serviced me with his mouth.

I WAS SO FUCKING WRONG!

It wasn't just the size of his penis. Nor the fact that I loved him in a way that I'd never felt for any previous boyfriend. Nor that he turned out to be an extraordinarily talented and experienced lover. Yes all those things were important. But it was that something indefinable, almost mystical that tipped me over the edge.

It took just seconds after his penis had fully penetrated me for me to disappear into some previously unimagined realm of ecstasy. Yes I knew where I was and who I was with. I could feel the cock as it pistoned into my clutching, squeezing sleeve. But my brain was also somewhere else, being lit up by a million exploding neurons as every nerve in my cunt was turned on.

Yes cunt! For that's what we were turned into for a few extraordinary moments. A cock and a cunt. Pure energy.

And then, at the exact second his penis started to spew out his seed there was an answering eruption deep inside me.

****

"We could all live together, the three of us." Neither of us had said anything for over ten minutes. Small waves, like an earthquakes aftershocks I suppose, had been rippling through me ever since the mutual explosion. I had no need to ask my father how our coupling had affected him. I knew.

"Now there are two people in my life that I'll never be able to live without," I added as I rolled on top of him. My hand found his penis. Within seconds it was fully hard again. I slipped it inside myself.

"You could marry Nikki. We'd all live together."

"I'll never be able to marry Nikki honey," dad answered.

"Why not?"

"I'll have to tell you a story if you want to understand why," he said quietly.

"A story? Now?"

"There was a nineteen year old college sophomore," daddy started. His cock was still inside me. It was still hard. Sperm was oozing out of me. I definitely didn't want to hear any story. I raised myself up and then lowered myself down.

"Tell me later," I begged. I wanted him to recreate the feelings inside me that had almost overwhelmed me.

"He was alone that week," he continued. " It was Spring Break and the girl he was madly in love with had gone off to Trinidad with her family. The boy hadn't been invited." I hardly heard my father's words. I continued to move up and down on his cock. The tingling started up again.

"The boy didn't know it but his girlfriend already had his daughter growing inside him." Somehow daddy's words penetrated through the sexual frenzy that was fogging my mind.

"She was pregnant?" And why tell me now I wondered.

"So, on the first Saturday night of reading week, he found himself in the school library studying and not in Trinidad with his fiancé or drunk in Panama Beach with his buddies." Daddy was still moving inside of me but only in very long, slow strokes. I was close to the edge but hadn't quite fallen over it.

"He saw her as he walked towards the coffee shop."

"Saw who daddy?" I moaned, wanting nothing more now than for him to roll me onto my back and then start doing what he'd done the first time.

"She was an English M.A. student. She'd been teaching his eight a.m. Monday morning tutorial that term. A class he hated because he was always tired and hungry when he got there."

I stuck my tongue in daddy's ear even as the words 'M.A. student' lodged somewhere in my brain.

"He bought her a coffee that night. They talked. It turned out she was married but was separated from her husband for the school year while she finished her degree and her husband started his PhD at a school halfway across the country."

I bit daddy's ear. In response he exploded upward with his hips and rammed his penis halfway up into my womb. Then he gave me a not so gentle slap on the bum.

"He walked her home. She invited him up. They opened a bottle of wine. Neither planned it or even really wanted it. They were just lonely."

I was listening to daddy's words now. "He was engaged! She was married," I protested as I realised what he was about to tell me. And why was he telling me anyway? And why, for crying out loud, now?

"They had sex for three days straight. They only left her bed to eat and pee."

"She was bad," I accused, for some reason blaming the unknown woman.

"It was sex honey. That's all. Sex that happened by accident. It was just two animals coupling, driven by the need that had been implanted in our genes by whoever created us."

"I wish you'd stop talking and implant your need a little faster in me," I teased. Actually the story had started to grab me. Curiosity about why he was telling it to me was fighting the itch that was throbbing in my fully stuffed pussy.

"He left her apartment on Friday morning. He saw her every Monday morning for the rest of the term but they never mentioned what had happened between them again. She got her degree that spring and then left and joined her husband in the Midwest. There were no goodbyes between them."

"Did he marry his fiancée?" I couldn't stop myself from asking.

"That summer," dad confirmed.

"And then they lived happily ever after? And our hero never saw the evil, married seductress again?" I asked, then licked the tip of his nose. I suddenly realized that daddy was the so called hero of the tale. That it was a true story he was telling me. We kissed for a minute or two. I picked up the rhythm of my hips, quickening the pace of my downward thrusts. My orgasm started to build deep inside me. I was still curious about why he was telling about this long ago episode of cheating.

"Not for almost six years," my dad answered. And then I knew. The knowledge struck me like a bullet tearing through my brain. I stopped moving and sat perfectly still on top of him.

"She had your baby didn't she?" He nodded, not bothering to deny the obvious.

"And she was almost the exact same age as his real daughter was, wasn't she."

My father interrupted. "I got home from work that day and she was sitting in the kitchen talking to your mother. You two girls were running around up to your usual mischief."

"We were five?"

"I almost fell over. Nikki had been coming around to the house for a couple of weeks but I had no idea who her mother was. She was as shocked as I was. Somehow we got through the pleasantries of the introduction without your mother realising something was wrong."

I had to say it! I had to. "Nikki is my sister?" Of course she was! Somehow we'd both known it the second we'd met fourteen years earlier.

"That's why you said you'll never be able to marry her?"

In answer daddy finally rolled me over onto my back. Then he lifted my legs onto his shoulders. I protested. I had a thousand questions I wanted to ask. "No wait ... I want to know about--"

My father didn't wait. And within seconds my questions were forgotten. The second time was more explosive than the first. Neighbours three houses away must have heard my cries.

Later that night we talked...

Saturday -- EARTH DAY - Nikki

"C'mon, what should I wear?" Nikki asked in her whiniest voice. It was eight thirty in the morning and she was calling from her place. I was still in bed. My father was next to me. We were both naked.

"I asked daddy last night and he told me we're truly going to get back to nature today. We're going to go nude -- all day long."

"Emily!"

"And you should probably trim your pubes too. Daddy said he prefers a neat pubic bush."

"Shut up!" Then the Nikkster hung up. Dad and I showered together for the first time that morning. But we didn't make love while doing it. I definitely didn't want my father tired out when my younger sister arrived.

****

"C'mon Emily what are we really doing today?" She'd just rushed up the stairs and into my room. She never knocked when she came into our house. She just barged right in.

"What are you doing?" she asked when I let the straps of the summer dress I was wearing slip off my shoulders. I unsnapped my bra. A second later I pushed my panties down my legs.

"Your turn."

"What, we're both just going to walk around your father's house bare assed naked?"

"Yup, it's for Earth Day honey," I answered as I started to pull her t-shirt over her head. It was one of those olive green, yucky, 'Save the Planet -- Earth Day 2007' ones. I'd thrown mine out a week after I'd gotten it.

"What do my boobs have to do with Earth Day anyway?"

"Daddy will explain everything later."

"Don't," she ordered as I unsnapped her bra.

"He decided we'd postpone your first 'induced lactation' lesson until this afternoon," I said as I slipped her lacy, lilac colored panties down off her hips. "What's with these anyway?" I asked as I twirled the sexy cloth in the air.

"So what are we going to do this morning then?"

"The tree planting."

"What tree planting? In your back yard?"

"Daddy's already put the mattress next to the flower bed," I answered as I took her hand and led her towards the door.

"The mattress? You're crazy! I'm not coming. Do you think I'm going to prance down the stairs starkers?"

"So I should tell my father that you've decided you don't want to accompany us to Paris and Rome this summer?' I asked, then slipped out the door of my room.

"Emily ... Emmmmileee," I heard hissed at my back but of course I didn't stop.

"Paris?" drifted down to me as I descended the stairs. Looking up I saw my best friend with her boobs hanging over the railing.

"Well I've agreed to feed him and to do some of the other things while we're in Europe but I can't do that," I told her. Nikki inched onto the top stair.

"What other things can you do? And what can't you do?"

I just patted my rear end and continued towards the living room. Nikki, naked as the day she was born, had managed to cautiously slink down almost to the bottom of the stairway when my father appeared in the doorway. He too was naked. And he was erect! He held a garland of bright flowers in each hand.

"Happy Earth Day honey," he said as he embraced me in a quick hug. Then he set one of the garlands on my head.

He turned towards Nikki. She looked like a frightened dear as she hovered uncertainly on the bottom step. Her hands had flown to protect her boobs and her pussy. Daddy started walking towards her. She looked ready to flee.

"And a happy Earth Day to you my beautiful Nikki," he said as he held out the garland in offering.

"Your daughter is crazy Mr. McIntosh," Nikki whispered while letting dad put the flowers on her head.

"She says you don't want to come to Europe with us this summer."

"I never said that! You know I didn't say that Emily," she accused.

Daddy bent down and slipped his arms under her knees and around her back and then easily lifted her up into his arms.

"I have a boyfriend Mr. McIntosh," she said as he carried out through the patio doors.

"It's too big sir," she said when he dropped her on the mattress he'd put out in the garden earlier.

"No it's not," I answered. "I was able to get all of it in my mouth easily."

"You're a liar," she said as she watched my father climb up on the bed between her legs. I picked up my video camera from the patio table. Nikki's eyes, flicking from daddy's cock to his face and then to mine saw the camera when I pointed it at her. "What do you think you're doing?" she demanded.

"I'm capturing your Earth Day deflowering for posterity."

"I'm not a virgin!"

"Well it's not my father's or my fault that you're a slut," I answered as I pointed the camera at daddy's penis. It was just inches away from my little sister's opening. "Beside how will they know?"

"How will who know?" she asked but her eyes were now back on the penis that was slowly levering itself inside her.

"The World Earth Day Committee wants every person who makes a commitment today to post a film of it on their YouTube site," I said as I watched Nikki's pussy close behind the ridge of daddy's cockhead.

And then he slammed it home. Nikki shrieked. My camera hummed. Daddy pulled it almost all the way out. Then he thrust again. Nikki groaned.

My best friend seemed to love my father's cock as much as I had. And I was pretty sure YouTube wouldn't let me post this video!

****

"What do you think you're doing?" Nikki had been lying on her back, trying to regain her breath, when I'd climbed up on the bed between her legs. I'd just put my hands on her thighs and started to lower my head when she'd asked the question. Dad was lying next to her.

"And what do you call that stuff leaking out from between your legs?" I asked as I ran a finger up her inner thigh and caught some escaping sperm.

"You're not going to--". The second my tongue touched her clitoris she stopped talking. I licked up and down Nikki's slit, capturing as much of daddy's brain food as I could.

"You are so gross," she finally sputtered out.

"My I.Q's going to be much higher than yours," I shot back. Then I moved over until I was kneeling between daddy's legs. I lifted his penis into my hands and squeezed.

"You can't! He's your father." My tongue dipped down and licked the drop that had formed on it away. Then I straddled him.

"You can't, it's against the law," Nikki said as she watched me hovering above daddy's cock.

"There's one more big McIntosh tree we have to plant today," I said as I lowered myself until my sex, already distended and full of blood, touched the tip of my father's sticky penis. "For the good of planet earth," I added.

"Don't," she said desperately as daddy's cockhead slowly disappeared inside me.

"I have something I have to tell you."

"Now?" she asked, her eyes locked on the penis that was splitting me.

"Sit on daddy's stomach ...here, facing me," I invited as I tapped daddy's belly button.

"Why," she asked but still climbed on top of my father, straddling him and then dropping her bum so it sat on his stomach. Our breasts were almost touching. I started to slowly move up and down.

"Kiss me," I invited as I put my arms around her. As our lips met daddy started to slowly thrust his hips up and down. His cock threatened to drive me insane! "Slower daddy," I begged, "I've got to tell Nikki the story."

And so, with my father's cock deeply embedded inside me, and with my arms around her, I told Nikki Hall of a Spring Break liaison that had occurred more than nineteen years ago.

I told her the story of her mother and my father. Of how a chance meeting in a College coffee shop between a boy who was slightly pissed off at being left behind by his girlfriend and his tutorial instructor led to four days of wild sex.

"Mom got an M.A. in English," Nikki offered when I mentioned what the girl had been studying. I hadn't yet told her that it in fact was her mother.

"They shouldn't have done it, it was wrong. She was married and he was engaged," she protested when I described how they'd fallen into bed.

"And they never saw each other ever again?" Nikki asked when I explained how they'd separated after four days.

"Not for almost six years," I answered. "Daddy and mommy got married that summer."

"Daddy and mommy? Your daddy and mommy?" She looked back over her shoulder at dad. His hands, which had been caressing her breasts all through my recital, slid down off them and onto her hips.

"You cheated even before you got married Mr. McIntosh?" But before any explanation could be made the realization of the identity of the other guilty party hit her. "Oh my gaaaaawd!" she groaned as she scrambled to turn her body around so she could face my dad.

"You're my father Mister McIntosh?"

At that exact second Dad's penis erupted inside me.

****

He lay between us on the bed, his still half hard penis, a bubble of white cream oozing out of its one eye, lying across his thigh. Tears were slowly sliding down Nikki's cheeks. I leaned over and gave her a quick kiss on her lips before licking away her tears.

"So you won't be able to marry daddy either," I said in my most teasing and mischievous voice. "And since I'm the eldest daughter that means--"

"That means that you're the biggest slut--"

"SLUT! Who was it who started all this by showing her boobs to my poor innocent father?"

"Innocent! He fucked my mother!"

"It was her fault! Imagine, a married teacher seducing one of her students." We were both smiling as we faced off over daddy's chest. My father simply lay there looking bemused.

"You were a very bad man Mr. McIntosh," Nikki accused.

"Well then we're not going to give you any more of his brain food if you feel like that," I said, then bent over and lifted his penis off his thigh.

"WE? We who? He's my father too," she replied. "Aren't I Mr. McIntosh."

"Hah! You don't even call him daddy," I scoffed as I took my father's cock into my mouth. A second later my best friend's lips were licking the base of her father's shaft. It had turned out to be the best Earth Day on record!