Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience.
 
 Title: Life with the Twins Ch.  02


Summary: Dad has a doctor visit to help with his daughter problem.


Keywords: inc,fic





   There was no doubt that I needed to talk to someone about Tabitha's
behavior.  It had only been one night, but she left me with no doubt that
there would be other such encounters.  As a single dad it's my
responsibility to take care of my daughters, but somehow I didn't expect to
have to take care of them in THIS way.  I mean I did the parental job of
giving them some introduction to sex so they at least understood things,
but I never expected that to come back in this way.

   The question was, who exactly could I talk to?  Over the years I'd gone
out with a number of women, but who could I trust to be discrete about
this? Then it came to me.  Sylvia, the girl's Gynecologist.  At the
prodding of the girls, Sylvia and I had gone out to dinner a couple times.
Though there was some interest, things just hadn't progressed to the point
of more than a little making out, almost like a couple of nervous
teenagers.

   I picked up my office phone, and dialed her personal cell phone.  I
didn't really expect her to pick up during the work day, but she said if I
left a message she'd always call me back.  "Sylvia.  It's George.  I have
something I'd like to discuss.  Could we get together for a little talk? 
Thanks.  Talk to you later." I hung up the phone and went back to the
mountain of paperwork on my desk.

   "George," I said, answering my phone a few minutes later.

   "George!  It's Sylvia.  I got your message.  What's up?  Something wrong
with one of the girls?" she asked with obvious concern.

   "Hi Sylvia.  No, nothing wrong.  Well, not in a physical sense.  But I
have something a little delicate I'd like to talk about."

   "I see.  You want to come by the office?  I could work you in later this
afternoon.  I know I have at least one cancelation around three."

   "If you don't mind.  I'd prefer if we could do this a little more
privately," I said feeling a flutter in my stomach from nervousness.

   "Ohhhhh.  More privately?  Planning on continuing our last private
conversation?"

   "Not specifically."

   "Awwwww.  I was hoping you wanted to continue that little conversation
like you promised.  Oh well.  If you want privacy, how about my place?"

   "That'd be great.  I'll bring some take-out.  I don't want you to have
to put yourself out on my account."

   "Ohhhhh.  Take-out.  Fancy!" she said over the phone with a girlish
giggle.  "Tell you what.  Make it Chinese and you have a date."

   "Chinese it is.  About six?"

   " Better make it about six thirty.  I'm rarely done at the office before
six."

   "Six thirty it is," I said with a smile, glad that I had a path forward.

   "See you at six thirty.  And George.  I wouldn't mind if you continue
where you left off last time.  Let's see.  If I remember right you'd just
talked me out of my panties.  I'll start the same way if you want too," she
whispered into the phone barely loud enough for me to hear.

   I chuckled softly.  "You're something else."

   "A good something else I hope."

   "Yes.  A good something else," I answered her.

   "Good.  See you this evening then.  I better get back to my patients."

   "Alright.  See you tonight," I answered before hanging up the phone.

   I liked Sylvia.  She was a vibrant, bubbly, petite woman with an obvious
hint of Asian ancestry.  My girls had wrangled things so that the two of us
both thought the other had made an invitation to go out on a dinner date,
an obvious setup once the two of us met for dinner.  We had a good laugh
and an enjoyable dinner.  Over the next year or so we'd enjoyed each
other's company several times and gotten to know each other fairly well,
leading to our last outing, dinner and a movie, followed by a little heavy
making out at her place before we were interrupted by an emergency call. 
We'd not had a chance to continue that particular direction since, though I
wasn't opposed to doing so.  She was clearly not opposed to the thought.

   I made sure the girls were set for dinner at home and then went to pick
up take-out, as I had promised, selecting the things I thought I remembered
were her favorite Chinese dishes based on our limited number of dates.  I
arrived on her doorstep at almost exactly six thirty, still dressed in my
sport coat from work.

   "Well, now don't we look enticing!" she said as she opened the door for
me, wearing a thigh length dress that was obliviously what she had worn to
work as well.

   "Thank you, I think," I answered as she moved aside to let me in.  She
closed the door behind me and followed me to the kitchen where I set down
the bag with our dinner.  She set plates and glasses of water on the table
while I pulled the little white cardboard containers from the bag.

   "Don't know what it is, but I LOVE Chinese take-out a whole lot better
than my own cooking.  I've just never quite gotten the hang of the spices,"
she said as she sat down in a chair across from where I stood.

   "I find it enjoyable," I agreed as I sat as well.

   "So, what's all the mystery?  Something you wanted to talk about but not
at the office?  Are the girls alright?" she asked as she dished some rice
onto her plate.

   "Oh.  They're fine.  At least I guess they are."

   "Okay George.  What's going on?  I don't think I've seen you this
evasive about anything before, except buying vibrators or when the last
time you had sex was.  This isn't about sex is it?"

   "Well it sorta is."

   "You gave them the sex talk a LONG time ago.  They're both eighteen
going on nineteen.  What could possibly be a sex problem with them at this
point?"

   I silently dished some food on my plate, unsure how to start what I
needed to talk about.  She seemed to understand that I was searching, and
remained quiet, eating her own food and waiting for me to find the words I
needed.  "It's Tabby.  She's...um...she's.  Oh god."

   "It's alright.  Just let it out," she said, leaning toward me and trying
to coax me to breathe first.

   I spent the next few minutes explaining about buying their clothes and
swimwear, their little game with their disappearing bikinis.

   "Well, that's not a horrible thing.  A lot of girls have crushes on
their fathers and want to flaunt their assets.  It's not that unusual."

   "Is it unusual to have them climb in bed with you while you're asleep
and have sex with you?" I blurted out.

   Sylvia nearly choked on her food, struggling to swallow it and then
taking a long drink of her water before saying anything.  "You're telling
me that you woke up in the night and she was what?  Playing with your
dick?"

   "Oh if it was only that simple.  No, I woke up and she was riding me
like a horse," I said, looking down at my plate.

   Sylvia was silent for long seconds before she finally spoke again. 
"Well, it's not unheard of, but yes, that is a little unusual."

   "Yeah.  Not surprised."

   "Obviously from your comments, you're more than a little uncomfortable
with the situation."

   "Understatement."

   "Yeah.  Well.  Boy.  Um.  Why don't we finish dinner and then go to the
living room and talk about this."

   "Sure," I answered, going back to eating, even though at that moment I
wasn't all that hungry.

   "So has she shown any other signs of being sexually attracted to you?"
she asked a few minutes later as we munched on the food on our plates.

   "Well in hind sight, yes.  I took them shopping for clothes for vacation
and they took me to a swimwear shop and gave me an EXTREMELY sexy bikini
show."

   "Oh.  Did you get turned on by it?"

   "Embarrassingly, yes."

   "And they knew that?"

   "Oh yeah," I answered.

   "I take it you had an erection?"

   "Oh yeah."

   "Okay.  Come on," she said, getting up from the table.  She stepped
around to my side of the table and stood waiting, holding her hand out. 
"Come on.  I don't bite."

   I got up and let her draw me by the hand toward the living room.  She
stopped in front of the sofa and turned me to face her.  "Take off your
clothes."

   "Huh?"

   "You want my help right?  Take off your clothes."

   "I don't know how this is going to help."

   "Trust me.  I know exactly what I'm doing," she said, reaching out to me
and pushing my sport coat off my shoulders.  She let it slide down my arms
and then tossed it onto the back of the sofa.  "I am a doctor after all. 
I'm trained in a lot more than just women's vaginas."

   "I'm sure of that.  But..." I protested as she started pulling the knot
on my tie.

   "But nothing.  I wouldn't do anything to hurt you.  Just relax and trust
me while I get you comfortable."

   "Somehow having you undress me isn't exactly making me comfortable."

   "No?" she asked, tossing my tie aside.  "Nervous about getting naked in
front of a doctor?  Well, you wouldn't be the first man to be nervous in
front of a woman doctor.  Tell you what.  I'd never do this at the office,
but here, why not.  Maybe it'll make you feel less uncomfortable," she said
as she reached behind her back.  Moments later she pulled her hands back in
front of her and shook the dress off her shoulders, letting it slide down
her arms and body.  She stepped out of the dress, now pooled on the floor
around her feet and bent to pick it up.  She tossed it on the sofa on my
coat, leaving her standing in high heels, thigh high stockings and a lacy
little bra that really didn't hide all that much of her firm little B cup
breasts.  Her mound had a neatly trimmed mat of almost black curls,
pointing like a little arrow toward the gap between her legs.  "There,
that's better, isn't it?"

   "Uh.  Not really," I chuckled, shaking my head slightly.  "Now I'll just
have a hard-on, which is probably more embarrassing."

   "That's okay.  We were going to have to get it warmed up anyway.  Now
you just have a head start on it," she said as she reached for my shirt and
started to unbutton it.

   "You want me to have a hard-on?"

   "Of course.  I can't evaluate what Tabitha is being drawn to if I can't
see it that way, can I?" she asked, pulling my shirttail out of my pants
and pushing my shirt off my shoulders.

   "I suppose not," I agreed with a little frown, not entirely sure what
kind of 'evaluation' she was going to do.

   She squatted down in front of me and untied my shoes, coaxing me to lift
each foot, pulling off my shoes one at a time.  Still squatting in front of
me, she undid my pants and let them slide down, leaving only my boxers
covering my bent and mostly hard dick.  She looked up at me and grinned. 
"Now.  Relax.  Trust me.  I've seen men's penises in all kinds of shapes,
sizes and states." She lifted her hands to the waist of my boxers and slid
them down, my cock springing out to poke straight out at her face.  She
seemed unphased by it and coaxed me to lift my feet again, tossing my pants
and underwear onto the sofa, leaving me in nothing but my socks.  She
reached her hands up toward my dick, wrapping both hands around it and
giving it a few soft gentle strokes.  "Very nice.  Nice full girth,
excellent length, circumcised," she noted almost to herself before using
one hand to gently lift and cup my balls.  "Nice size, no obvious issues.
Overall, an extremely nice above average penis."

   "Above average?"

   "Well, we'd have to get it fully hard to really measure it, but I can
already tell that you're probably at least an inch longer than the average
penis.  Maybe a bit larger around too."

   "What does this have to do with Tabby?"

   "Oh quite a lot actually," she said.  "Why don't we get this all the way
hard and see where we stand?" she asked, looking up at me.  Before I could
answer she leaned her face toward me and engulfed my engorged head in her
hot wet mouth.  She used both hands to slide along my shaft, following her
lips.  On and off my shaft she moved her mouth, her tongue teasing the
bottom side of my shaft and head as she pushed her mouth on and off of me.

   "Oh damn," I groaned softly, trying not to thrust my hips at her and the
incredible sensations she was causing.  If I had to judge, she was
definitely better at this than Emily, though I had to admit that Emily's
blow job was the first I'd had in many years.

   "Well, now we have something to work with," she said pulling her mouth
off my cock.  "Feeling any more comfortable?"

   "Not really," I said as she gently teased my cock with her hands.

   "Well, maybe we need to reverse the rolls then," she said, moving on her
knees to the sofa and lifting herself off the floor to sit on it.  "It's
kind of nice to do this at home instead of the office.  It's nice to not
have to be quite as clinical for a change." She spread her legs and lifted
her feet off the floor, hooking her heels on the edge of the sofa to spread
her pussy for me.

   Her lips were full and round with a significant amount of her soft inner
lips protruding.  Her shaved, soft looking lips were centered in an
untanned triangle of creamy white skin.  Her darker inner lips protruding
glistened in the harsh living room lights, wet with her obvious excitement.
"So what do you think?"

   "I think that you're lovely," I answered honestly.

   "Well, feel free to inspect me as closely as you wish," she said with a
grin.  "Turnabout is fair play, isn't it?"

   "I'd say so," I answered as I knelt in front of her, thinking more about
sex at the moment than that we were supposed to be talking about Tabby.  I
reached out and gently teased a finger up and down her soft outer lips,
intentionally avoiding her soft inner lips.  I moved the tip of my finger
closer and closer to her soft folds before ever so slightly teasing my
finger across that sensitive spot between her pussy and her rosebud.  I
felt her stiffen slightly and then relax again as I drew my finger up
between her wet lips, letting the tip dip into her tunnel entrance slightly
before drawing it up her pubic bone to the end of her slit and her hooded
clit.  I rolled my hand slightly and added a second finger, pulling and
spreading her inner folds to force her clit up and out of its hood.  I
lowered my face down and slowly stroked my tongue up her wet lips,
spreading them as I slid up her wetness, finally drawing my tongue slowly
over her exposed clit.

   "Ohhhhhh fuuuuuuck," she moaned softly.  "Now that's what I call an
examination."

   "You like?" I asked as I lowered my face for another long slow stroke.

   "Oh god yes."

   I teased my tongue up her slit again, stroking across her clit at the
end of my stroke and then gently teasing the hard nub with the tip of my
tongue.  She moaned and tried to push her hips up at me as I licked again,
making sure to tease her clit at least as much as her tongue had teased my
engorged head.

   "Oh my god.  You're making me so fucking turned on.  God I want your
cock in me so bad," she moaned, reaching between her legs for my head. 
"Come on up here and fuck me sweetie," she moaned as I stroked her pussy
yet again with my tongue.

   At the end of my stroke I let her coax me higher, kissing my way up her
mound and stomach, spreading the juices on my face up her body as I worked
higher.  I stopped my kisses long enough to flick the little front catch on
her bra, the cups springing apart to expose her creamy white orbs and rock
hard pink nipples.  I kissed my way to her breasts, teasing each nipple
with my tongue before sucking it into my mouth, drawing a new moan from her
lips.  I reached down to my cock and aimed my engorged head at her sopping
wet lips, teasing it up and down her soft wet folds before letting it
engage into the entrance to her tunnel.

   She moved her feet from the edge of the sofa to hook her heels on my
ass, trying to pull me into her as she arched her back and pushed her pussy
toward my cock.  "Ohhhh god yes.  Ohhhhhhh fuck yes," she moaned as I
started stroking into her, working the full length of my shaft up into her
as it became lubricated.  In and out I stroked, her body rocking and
arching with each push into her, constantly changing the sensations on my
sliding cock.  Her moans and gasps grew louder with each passing second, my
cock sliding fully into her and pressing against her cervix with each
stroke.  "Oh god George.  Fuck me harder.  Please stop teasing me and fuck
me harder!  God I'm so fucking close to coming."

   "Uh huh," I grunted feeling the exact same way, but not wanting to rush
our first time.  I stroked slightly faster, her body bouncing off my
thighs, her small firm tits bouncing and wiggling like little mounds of
jello with each impact.  I leaned my head down and sucked one of her
nipples into my mouth, gently nibbling the hard nub and causing her to cry
out in surprise and pleasure.  I felt her pussy start to clench and
contract around me as her body shuddered, her breathing ragged and gaspy.
"God.  Gonna come," I grunted, not sure if she wanted me to come in her or
not.  Her response was to pull me harder with her heels, clearly coaxing me
to climax inside her.  "Uh.  God.  Here it comes," I grunted as my body
bucked hard, jamming myself into her as far as I could go.

   "YES!" she cried, her body suddenly jerking as well, the spasm seeming
to be in response to the flow of my hot cum lancing into her.  Her body
jerked and shuddered in time with mine until we were both drained.  "Oh
Jesus George.  Ohhhh my god does your cock feel good."

   "You feel pretty spectacular around me too."

   "Trust me.  I'm average sized, but you, you're not a monster, like a
horse, but easily two inches larger than average, with enough thickness to
make nearly any woman feel full, and probably really stretch the limits of
a smaller woman."

   "I don't think I've ever been analyzed like that," I answered, not quite
sure how to take her comments.

   "Trust me.  It'll be the only time.  From now on all I'll care about is
getting you back into me again, as many times and as many ways as you
want," she said, as she slid a hand between us and gently teased her
fingers around where I was still buried between her lips.  "It's no wonder
Tabitha wants to be having sex with you.  She's probably comparing you to
those young boys, most of which aren't fully developed yet.  Most young men
don't get their full length and thickness until at least twenty or twenty
two."

   "So what do we do?  What do I do?" I asked as I softened inside her.

   "Well.  I think maybe we should have a talk with her.  You know.  Try to
get this out in the open and see what we can work out."

   "You think that's a good idea?"

   "Oh definitely.  I can help you with that.  I know having these kind of
discussions with your daughters are uncomfortable."

   "They are that."

   "Okay.  Let me get up then," she said, gently pushing me back.  She got
up from the sofa, walked to the kitchen and came back with her phone. 
"What's her number?"

   I told her Tabby's cell number and then reached for my boxers.

   "No.  Don't do that," she said, reaching for my boxers with one hand and
pressing call with the other.

   "Hi Tabitha?  This is Doctor Jennings.  Yes.  That's right.  No. 
Nothing serious.  I wonder if you could come by my house.  Well, your
father and I have been discussing things, and he's concerned about what
happened yesterday.  I told him I'd be happy to try and help out.  Oh we
just need to have a discussion.  No you're not in any trouble.  Sure.  I'll
text you my address.  Alright.  See you soon then."

   "So?"

   "She'll come right over.  Should be here in about half an hour or so."

   "Okay.  Well, that gives us time to get dressed and such.  Not sure she
needs to know I was having sex with her doctor."

   "Actually, I think it would be a very good idea for her to find out.  I
mean she should know that you have an active and healthy sex life."

   "Okay, so we can tell her that we're having sex."

   "No.  I don't think you understand.  I think she should understand what
that means, and being naked with me, even though I'm her doctor, seems like
an excellent way to impress upon her that this is what adults that have
feelings for each other do.  At least I presume you have some feelings for
me, at least after our last date I'm making that assumption."

   "Oh.  No.  You're right.  I do like you.  Quite a bit actually. 
Otherwise we wouldn't have been doing what we were when we got cut short,"
I answered.

   "Good," she said with a smile, setting the phone aside.  "Now as I
recall when we were cut short last time we were doing something like this,"
she said as she rolled herself half on top of me.  She pulled one of my
hands between her legs as leaned her face toward mine, pressing her lips
against mine softly.  I let my fingers slip between her lips and gently
tease and stroke her, trying not to overly stimulate her already sensitive
clit.  She moved her leg farther across mine to spread her legs farther as
she kissed me, occasionally sucking my lower lip and moaning softly into my
mouth.  "Oh yeah.  This is EXACTLY what we were doing, only with a few more
clothes on.  It's a lot easier this way isn't it?" she asked before
pressing her lips to mine again.

   I could feel her hard nipple pressing into my side as she let her
fingers stroke up and down my chest, occasionally worming between my body
and her thigh to tease my already growing cock.  I'd long since lost track
of how long we were teasing each other when she whispered softly, "Someone
feels like he's already getting turned on again.  I know I am.  I love what
you do with your fingers.  If we hadn't gotten interrupted last time I'd
have probably ended up straddling your lap, fucking your brains out!"

   "Oh yeah?"

   "Uh huh," she moaned as I circled her clit with the tip of my finger. 
"Ohhhh god you're so bad, or so good.  I'm not sure which!"

   "Uh huh," I answered, feeling her wrap her hand around my mostly hard
cock.

   "What should I do with this?"

   "I can think of a few things."

   "Oh?  Let's see.  I could give you another examination."

   "That wasn't what I was thinking," I whispered back.

   "No?  Hmmm.  What else could I do with it?"

   "I'll leave that up to your imagination."

   "You're taking a lot for granted."

   "Uh uh.  I have a good hunch you can think of all kinds of pleasant
things to do with that," I said softly with a chuckle.

   "Oh trust me.  I can think of plenty of things to keep us busy for a
LOOOONG time!" She giggled as she pushed herself onto my lap, one leg on
either side of me.  She pushed herself up, shrugging off the bra that was
still hanging on her shoulders, leaving her in only her stockings and
shoes. She grinned at me as she reached down between her legs, finding my
cock and pulling it up vertical.  I moved my hand from between her legs and
slid both my hands up to her firm breasts as she rubbed my head between her
lips.  "Let's see how you like this," she said softly as she settled her
petite form down on me, her pussy expanding to take my shaft into herself.
"Ohhhhhh god.  You feel so damn big, and you're not even all the way yet,"
she moaned as she started to slowly ride up and down my shaft.

   "Mmmmmm.  I like this," I sighed softly, feeling no urgency and more
than content to let her pick her pace.  I wasn't worried about coming too
soon.  I always last a lot longer the second time around.  She bounced on
my lap, her ass slapping rhythmically on my thighs, her firm breasts
bouncing lightly in my hands as I let them slide slightly, rubbing her
nipples on my palms with her own motions.

   "Yeah.  Me too," she breathed softly.  "This was how I wanted to be last
time we were together.  But it was worth the wait."

   "Uh huh," I agreed as she used her knees to push herself up and drop
down my shaft.  We hadn't been this way enough for me to learn her
triggers, but I was reasonably sure that she was moments away from another
climax, so I changed my grip on her breasts, moving my hands to hold her
nipples between my finger and thumb.  As she dropped onto me faster her
bouncing breasts pulled and tugged at her nipples, my fingers gently
squeezing and twisting them as well.

   "Oh shit.  OHHHHH FUCK!" she squealed loudly, her pussy clamping around
my cock as she slammed herself down hard on my lap.  I felt her whole body
shudder and tremble as she sat astride me, her pussy squeezing and kneading
my shaft.  "Ohhhhhhh god," she moaned, leaning herself toward me.  "I need
to rest my pussy a minute," she whispered, gently moving my hands from her
tits so she could lean against my chest.  I cupped her ass cheeks and
gently squeezed and massaged her firm butt as she lay on me, panting for
breath.  "God I could fuck you all day and night," she said with a soft
whispered giggle.

   "I'd be inclined to let you," I agreed equally quietly, her hips moving
occasionally to keep me hard inside her.

   The doorbell rang, interrupting our gentle snuggle.  Sylvia pushed up
off of me and trotted across the room to the front door.  She didn't bother
to even shield herself with it as she opened it, standing completely naked
in full view of whoever was there.  "Tabitha.  Come in!" she said, stepping
back and holding the door open for my daughter to come into the room. 
"Come on over.  We need to have a real girl talk," she said, closing the
door behind her.

   Tabby walked over toward the sofa, staring at my engorged cock,
glistening with Sylvia's pussy juices.  "You might as well take these off,"
Sylvia said, tugging on the small shorts and tank top that Tabby had on.

   "Here?"

   "Sure.  You've already been naked in front of your father, and you had
sex with him in bed.  You shouldn't be too bashful about being naked in
front of him now, should you?"

   "I guess not," she said a little hesitantly.  Hesitant or not, Sylvia
pulled Tabby's tank top up and off and then undid her bra, letting her
large round breasts hang in full view.  She bent, her big tits hanging down
and swinging with her motions as she pushed her shorts and the tiny panties
she had on, down her legs.

   "Much better.  Now, come have a seat," Sylvia said, drawing Tabby by the
hand over toward me.  Instead of the sofa, Sylvia turned Tabby to sit
sideways on my lap, pressing my cock against my body with her bare ass
cheek.

   "Sylvia..." I started to protest as Tabby sat on my lap.

   "Shhhh," She interrupted.  "Trust me George."

   I opened my mouth to protest again and then closed it, not sure what I
was going to argue at that moment.

   "So, Tabitha.  I understand you had a rather interesting day yesterday?"

   "Well, we did have a little shopping trip," she answered a little
meekly.

   "Oh?  Would you like to tell me about it?"

   "I guess.  Um.  Is there some reason we're all naked?"

   "Well, since you're clearly an adult, I don't see any reason that you
shouldn't be treated as one.  Your father and I were just engaging in a
little adult recreation, and it wouldn't really be appropriate for you to
remain dressed while we were naked, would it?"

   "I guess not."

   "So your shopping trip?"

   "Um.  We went to get some clothes for vacation and new swimsuits."

   "I see.  You got some really sexy suits?"

   "KInda."

   "KInda?  From what I heard more than kinda."

   "Well, we got these slick little white ones that get transparent when
they're wet."

   "And you wanted to wear them for your dad?"

   "Yeah," she said quietly.

   "Tell me, do you get excited, sexually I mean, showing off your body to
your dad?  Like sitting here, naked on his lap.  Does that turn you on?"

   "Yeah, it kinda does," she whispered back, wiggling her ass a little.

   "How kinda?  Are you wet now?"

   "Pretty wet." Tabby admitted.

   "George.  Why don't you feel how wet she is," Sylvia said, looking at
me, almost startling me.

   "Huh?"

   "Feel her vagina.  See how wet she is."

   "You want me to feel up my own daughter?" I asked a little surprised.  I
wasn't expecting her 'help' to end up going this direction.

   "Sure.  I mean if she's really sexually attracted to you she won't mind
you touching her that way.  Right Tabitha?"

   "Uh.  No," Tabby said, clearly a little unsure of herself.

   Sylvia reached across from where she was sitting and spread Tabby's legs
apart, exposing her completely shaved pussy.  "Go ahead George."

   "Um.  Sure," I answered, moving my hand to reach between my daughter's
legs and stroked a finger up her lips, spreading them and feeling her
wetness.

   "So is she wet?"

   "Pretty wet, yeah."

   "Turned on by your father, or just being naked around us?"

   "I don't know.  Maybe the first one."

   "You know, we were having sex when you got here.  Does that bother you?"

   "Not really.  I mean he had sex with that lady at the swimwear shop,"
she said, making Sylvia look over at me in surprise.

   "So him having sex with other women doesn't make you feel...  jealous?"

   "Not really.  I want him to have sex with other women.  I think he needs
to find someone to replace my mom in his life.  He's been alone for so long
both Diane and I feel kinda sorry for him."

   "So you want to have sex with him so he isn't lonely?"

   "Oh god no.  No I want to have sex with him because he's a fantastic
fuck!  I've been sneaking peeks at his cock in the shower and stuff for,
well a long time.  I just finally decided it was time to do more than
look."

   "I see.  So when you look at him, how do you see him?"

   "I mean he's my dad.  How do you mean?"

   "Let me put it another way.  When you think about having sex with your
dad, do you think of it as oh this is nice and tomorrow I'll move on, or
gee I want to have sex forever, or something in between?"

   "I don't know.  I hadn't really thought about it.  I just, well I love
my dad and I wanted to...I don't know.  I just wanted to feel him that
way."

   "So it's not sex, just a physical connection you're looking for?"

   "I guess sorta."

   Sylvia slid off the sofa to kneel in front of Tabby.  "Stand up sweetie.
Just for a minute."

   "Okay," she said with a shrug, pushing herself up from my lap.

   Sylvia stepped over next to her and reached down to my lap, wrapping her
hand around my shaft.  "Now back down," Sylvia said, gripping my still hard
cock and holding it upward.  She aimed it straight at Tabby's wet pussy.

   "Oh god," Tabby gasped softly as Sylvia aimed my cock at her wet pussy
while she sat down, sinking down the length of my shaft until her ass
rested on my legs again.  "Ohhhhhh god," She breathed.

   Sylvia moved back to the sofa and let Tabby sit on my lap for several
seconds before saying anything.  "Okay.  So this is what you want?  That
intense physical connection?"

   "Ohhhhh god," Tabby moaned, trying to sit still on my cock.

   "Do you want more than that?  Do you want to be having sex with him?"

   "Oh god yes," Tabby moaned, her body shuddering slightly almost as if
she were already having an orgasm.

   "Why?" Sylvia asked quietly.

   "Because it feels so damn good in me."

   "Tabitha.  Before last night, have you ever done anything with your
father, something you kept secret, maybe even from him?"

   "Oh god," Tabby moaned, covering her face.  After several seconds she
pulled her hands away, took a deep breath and looked at me.  "Sometimes I'd
sneak into his room at night and play with his cock.  At first I'd just
touch it and watch it get hard, then I got braver and I'd lick it and
stuff. Then one night he was laying on his back and his cock was really
hard, so I tried to put it into my pussy.  I got it almost all the way in
before he groaned and tried to roll over.  I got scared and hid by the side
of the bed until I was sure he was asleep again."

   "So you've been doing this for a while, slowly working up the courage to
finally just have sex.  What if he hadn't woken up while you were doing
other things?  Before yesterday?  Would you have told him?"

   "I'm sorry daddy.  No.  I was afraid he'd be mad at me."

   "But he isn't mad at you, is he?"

   "He doesn't seem mad."

   "I assure you, he's not.  But he is concerned, which is why he came to
talk to me about it.  So, what do you think we should do about this?"

   "I don't know."

   "Do you think getting this out into the open will help?  Make it less
forbidden maybe?"

   "Maybe," Tabby answered meekly.

   "Well, maybe that's what we should do then," Sylvia said with a smile.
"Maybe we should let you participate like an adult."

   "An adult?"

   "Yes," she said simply, standing up.  "Come on," Sylvia added, gently
tugging on one of Tabby's hands.  She coaxed her off my lap, and my cock,
coaxing her down onto the carpeted floor.  "Come on George," she coaxed me
as she got Tabby laying on her back on the floor, her knees pulled up and
back to expose her pussy.  "Why don't you do to Tabitha what you did to me
earlier?"

   "Everything?" I asked in surprise.

   "Of course.  It's what you would do to any adult woman, isn't it?"

   "Well, yeah, but she's my daughter."

   "All the more reason to show her love and tenderness," Sylvia said
gently.  "Come on." She pulled my hand and I slid hesitantly off the sofa
onto my hands and knees.

   "Are you sure about this?"

   "Absolutely!" Sylvia answered emphatically.

   I wasn't so sure this was the best thing to be doing, but I had asked
for her help and she has a lot more schooling and experience in psychology
than I do.  I crawled between Tabby's legs and lowered my face to her
pussy, tentatively reaching out and licking her full round wet pussy lips
with the tip of my tongue.i I gently traced the soft slit between her full
lips and then laid on my stomach so I could wrap my arms around her thighs.
With my fingers gently pulling her full outer lips apart, I pressed my
tongue between them, teasing the soft pink inner folds of her womanhood,
tasting her arousal and listening to the soft moans my strokes were
generating.

   "That's it.  Make her want it.  Let her feel your love for her.  Tease
her soft young pussy until she begs for you to fill it with your big, long,
fat cock," Sylvia whispered, her face near mine, her cheek almost laying on
Tabby's stomach.  "That's it.  Lick her hot wet pussy.  Can you feel her
getting more and more turned on?"

   "Uh huh," I grunted as I dug my tongue into her pussy again, stroking up
to her now unshrouded clit and flicking across it.

   "Oh god daddy!  Fuck me.  Please fuck me!" Tabby moaned loudly, trying
to hold her hips still but being less and less successful with each stroke
of my tongue.

   "Yes, George.  I think it's time to fuck her hot little pussy," Sylvia
whispered.

   "Now?" I asked, still unsure of what I was being asked to do.

   "Yes.  Now." Sylvia coaxed, lifting herself from the floor to help me
move back to all fours.  She gently reached under me, grasping my rock hard
cock in her hand, using it as a handle to draw me toward my daughter's
pussy.  "Here you go," she said, rubbing my head up and down Tabby's wet
pussy lips before reaching out with her other hand to push on my ass,
forcing me to lower myself down and drive my cock slowly into my daughter.
"There you go," she whispered as my rock hard cock slipped slowly into
Tabby.

   "Oh god.  Soooooo good," Tabby moaned, looping her legs around me to
hook her feet on my ass.  She lifted her ass off the floor, pulling herself
up toward me and helping to drive my shaft fully into her.

   "There you go," Sylvia whispered in my ear, one hand on my bare ass and
the other reaching out to one of Tabby's large soft breasts.  "Now fuck
your sweet little daughter.  Let her feel your cock sliding all the way in
and out of her.  Make her come with your big fat cock!"

   "Oh damn," I groaned as I started stroking into her, losing focus on
exactly what it was we started, falling fully into the sensations around my
shaft.

   "Oh god yes daddy!" Tabby cried as she helped pump herself up toward me,
driving us together with loud wet slaps.  In and out I stroked, my engorged
head caressed by her soft hot tunnel with each stroke.

   "Oh fuck," I grunted, pumping in and out of her, my climax starting to
build.  I'd already been in both her and Sylvia a considerable amount of
time since I'd come the first time, and the tightness of my daughter's
pussy was pushing me toward climax a lot quicker than I thought possible.

   "Oh god, oh god, oh god," Tabby moaned as her body started to shudder.

   "That's it.  Fuck her good.  She's already starting to climax," Sylvia
whispered before moving away from my face.  She leaned down over Tabby's
chest and used both hands to capture one of her tits, squeezing it into a
cone and sucking the whole areola into her mouth.

   "OHHHHH FUCK!" Tabby cried as Sylvia sucked on her breast, my cock still
plunging in and out rhythmically.  "GOD I'M COMING!" she screamed from
where she lay on the floor, her pussy spasming around my shaft and pushing
me toward the point of no return.

   "Shit," I grunted, trying to hold back my climax, still not entirely
sure that coming in my own daughter was exactly the right thing to be
doing. My body denied my mind's arguments and spasmed, jamming my cock into
her hard, a massive squirt of cum lancing out into her tight little pussy.

   "FUCK!" Tabby screamed as the feeling of my cock surging into her,
filling the tight confines between my shaft and her vaginal walls with my
hot slick cum.  Her back arched and she dug her heels into my ass, pulling
me as deeply into her as she could while I held myself over her, my
spasming body trying time after time to jam into her deeper as I unloaded
into her.

   "Ohhhhhh god," I groaned softly as my body finally started to return
control to my brain.  "Jesus.  I don't believe I just fucked my own
daughter." I panted as Sylvia sat up on her knees, reaching out to gently
stroke my back.

   "You did, and it looked like she enjoyed it every bit as much as I did
earlier," she said softly, leaning her face down toward mine.  She used two
fingers to turn my face to hers and gave me a long soft erotic kiss as I
held myself over my panting daughter.  "It looked soooooo damn hot too,"
she whispered as she broke the kiss.  "I might have already come twice, but
I know I have more in me yet tonight."

   "Yeah?"

   "Oh yeah.  And if she wants to play like an adult, I think maybe we
should indulge her."

   "You think that's a good idea?"

   "Oh yeah.  I think it's a perfect idea," she said with a grin.  "Why
don't you lay down next to her and we'll let her give my pussy a little
attention for a while."

   "You sure?"

   "Oh yeah," Sylvia answered breathlessly, coaxing Tabby's legs from
around me.  My softening cock slipped from her, my cum leaking from her
still gaping pussy as I sat back and leaned against the sofa.  "Now
Tabitha. Why don't you lick my pussy?" she said as she crawled over her
with her head toward Tabby's still spread legs.  She lowered her ass down
toward Tabby's face and her own face down between Tabby's legs.  "Now
sweetie.  Lick my pussy.  Make me come with your tongue like your daddy did
to you."

   "Oh damn," I groaned as I watched Sylvia lower her head between Tabby's
legs, spreading her pussy lips apart and licking down her slit, collecting
my cum on her tongue.  The two lay there for long minutes, licking each
other, the moans and gasps of each growing more pronounced.  I'd of course
seen this kind of thing in some of the porn I'd been using over the years
to deal with the lack of female company, but I'd never seen anything like
this in person, let alone between my daughter and someone I was starting to
consider more than just a friend.  I guess I hadn't even realized it until
she said something, drawing my attention to my own lap where I was slowly
stroking my again hard cock.

   "You wanna come play too?  I'm more than ready to have that stuffed in
me," Sylvia said with a grin.

   "Uh.  God.  Um.  I guess so."

   "You don't have to be so enthusiastic."

   "It's not that.  It's just Tabby," I said a little defensively.

   "Trust me.  She's doing just fine.  Why don't you give me that from
behind and let her watch."

   "Like that?"

   "Uh huh.  Can you think of a better way for her to see it all up close
and personal?"

   "No.  I guess not," I answered, getting up to walk around the two.  I
looked down at Tabby, looking up at me and grinning widely, her hands
pulling Sylvia's ass cheeks apart to give me a complete view of her rosebud
and pussy.  I knelt down and felt Tabby wrap her hand around my cock,
pulling it down to her mouth.  She engulfed my head and used her other hand
to grab my ass and coax me to slide it in and out of her mouth a few times.


   "There.  Now it's all wet and ready," Tabby said with a grin as she
aimed my cock head at Sylvia's wet pussy.

   "Oh god," I groaned softly as I slipped into her tight tunnel, her
petite frame making her pussy nearly as tight as my daughter's.  I held her
hips and gently pushed in and out, stroking slowly at first and then
working more quickly as Sylvia's moans drove my excitement higher.  I could
feel my balls slapping something, and expected it was a combination of
Sylvia's pussy and my daughter's face as she licked and teased Sylvia's
clit with her tongue.

   "Oh fuck me!  Ohhhhhh god yes, yes, fuck me!  Fuck my hot little cunt!"
Sylvia gasped over and over as I plunged into her.  I could feel her pussy
clenching and spasming as she climaxed around my plunging cock, moaning and
gasping a continuous stream of requests and demands to fuck her harder,
faster and so on.  I lost track of how long I'd been banging into her
before she reached back with one hand and pushed me away, pulling herself
off of my cock and crawling off Tabby.  "God no more.  I can't take any
more right now," she panted.  "Jesus do I feel fucked out."

   "I'm not," Tabby said, rolling over to get up off the ground.  "Come on
daddy," she coaxed, pulling me by the hand.  I got up and followed her
around the sofa, where she bent over the back, her ass pushing up in the
air toward me.  "Fuck me more daddy.  I want to feel you come in me again."

   "You do?"

   "Oh god yes," she groaned as I rubbed my cock head up and down her wet
pussy lips.  "OHHHHHHH FUUUUUUCK!" she groaned loudly as I pushed into her,
my cock expanding her tight little tunnel.  I started pumping my hips,
driving my cock in and out of her as she lay over the sofa.  "Oh fuck yes.
Sooooo fucking good!  Give me all of that cock daddy!  Fuck my hot little
cunt with that big cock!"

   "I think we're going to have to have a talk about your language," I
grunted as I plunged in and out of her pussy, drawing a giggle from her.

   "First we have to make you come," she said, looking back at me.

   "That won't be a problem in a few minutes," I grunted in response.

   She lifted her legs off the floor and spread them wide, nearly laying
her knees on the back of the sofa as I held her hips so she didn't fall off
the sofa, pounding into her.  "That's it daddy.  Fuck me.  Come in my hot
little pussy.  Come in your daughter's hot wet pussy!"

   "Oh shit," I groaned as my body responded to the new position and her
dirty talk.  I could feel the tingle racing through my body and my balls
tightening up in preparation for what was to come.  "Here it comes," I
grunted as my body felt like it was going to explode.  My body suddenly
jerked, jamming my cock into her and nearly knocking her off the back of
the sofa.  I felt my cock pulse a jet of cum into her before jerking and
sending another where the first had gone.  Half a dozen times my body
pumped into her before my climax started to wane.

   "Oh yeah," Tabby moaned as she held herself up on the sofa cushions.

   Sylvia got up from where she was sitting and walked around the sofa. 
She wrapped her arms around me, pressing her bare body against my back and
ass, her arms gently teasing up and down my chest.  "You know.  I think you
two are going to have to come over and have these little father daughter
talks with me every so often."

   "More?  I thought this was supposed to teach her NOT to want to do
this."

   "I don't think that's possible.  I think that until she gets tired of
it, she's gonna be just like me.  Begging for it every chance she gets,"
Sylvia giggled.  "You've just shown you can handle two of us just fine,"
she said softly.  "And if Tabitha wants to explore other positions and
styles, well, I can't think of a safer place to do that than in her own
father's arms."

   "Oh lord," I groaned, realizing that my life had just gotten so much
more complicated.

   to be continued....
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