Brent, Male, 34

	- Narrator, father of Orchid, Dahlia's fiance

	- Tan white skin, 5'10, 175lbs, shoulder-length curly brown hair

Orchid, Female, 14

	- Daughter of Brent

	- Pale white skin, 5'9, 145lbs, mid-back length nearly-black hair

Dahlia, Female, 36

	- Mother of Lily, Brent's fiance, 20 weeks pregnant

	- Tan white skin, 5'9, 155lbs, 38D breasts, shoulder-length wavy brown hair, green eyes

Lily (Lilian), Female, 10

	- Daughter of Dahlia

	- Dark-tan skin, 4'7, 70lbs, mid-back wavy brown hair, dark eyes, Native American features

Maria, Female, 19

	- Owner of Maria's Guest House, 20 weeks pregnant

	- Mocha-brown skin, Latina, 5'8, 150lbs, shoulder-length dark-brown silky hair

I don't know if it was coincidence or something about commiseration at work, but both Dahlia and Maria were feeling a touch unwell the next morning, and after a light breakfast, they curled up in the master bedroom to nap. The girls and I played Uno and watched an animated movie into the early afternoon. As Orchid and I got lunch together, the house phone rang and I answered it.

“Hi, is this Brent?” a woman's voice asked.

“It is.”

“This is Sandra O'Leary, from Pleasures and More!.”

“Oh, hi Sandra. Nice to hear from you,” I replied.

“You as well. Listen,” she said, “I've got two couples and two single women interested in a co-ed toy party on New Year's Day, if the weather holds of course, would you and Dahlia be interested in attending?”

“Possibly. I'll have to talk to Dahlia, first, of course,” I answered. “Where will it be held?”

“In my home, just north of town.”

“Can I give you a call back later? She napping right now.”

“Absolutely! I just thought of you two when it came together and hope you'll join us. They are a lot of fun.”

“Sounds great. I'll let you know later today if we can come.”

“Wonderful,” Sandra said, “nice to talk to you, Brent! Take care.”

I hung up and returned to mixing cooked chicken and mayonnaise for sandwiches.

Orchid asked, “who was that?”

“A woman we met the other day in town. She invited Dahlia and me to a party on New Year's Day.”

“What kind of party,” my daughter asked.

“An adult party.” When Orchid's eyes narrowed a bit, I added, “not an orgy, if that's what you're thinking.”

“I was,” she admitted.

“But, adult. She calls them 'toy parties.' I really don't know much about them. I guess she shows off dildos and such, and people can buy them and talk about how to use them.”

“Can I come?”

I grimaced. “No, Sweetie. Sorry. Adults only, and, besides...”

“Yeah, I know,” Orchid said, defeated, “no one can know you're fucking your daughter.”

I laughed. “Yeah, exactly.” My smile faded a bit. “Orchid, please know that if there were any way to— ”

She cut me off, “I know, Dad. I know. I won't tell anyone, I promise, it's just... hard, you know? Like... I don't want to have to hide it... but I don't want you to go to jail... that would be horrible.”

“I'll make you a promise,” I suggested, “the five of us will have our own toy party soon, after the holidays, and I suspect that one will be much more fun than the adults-only one.”

Orchid purred, running a hand over her stomach and down over the tight, black yoga pants covering her thighs. “I guarantee it,” she said with a grin. “Besides, you and Dahlia don't get much time for just you two to do something together, really, so I'm happy you got invited, even if I can't go.”

I kissed her forehead, then her lips, “You have always been the most thoughtful person I know, Orchid. Don't ever change.”

“I won't, and I see,” she said, laughing, “that you are the most horny person I know.” Her hand brushed past the bulge in my sweatpants, teasing me lightly for a moment. “Don't ever change.”

“I won't,” I said, repeating her words.

She pulled back and started putting sandwiches together. “Dad?”

“Yeah, Sweetie?”

“Did you mean what you said last night, you and Dahlia, about me and Lily and Maria... that you'd be okay if we ever wanted to... you know, be sexual with someone else?”

“Every word of it,” I confirmed. “What we have, I love, and I never want to lose that, but... one day, each of you might find you need something else, and when you do, so long as we talk first, you have my blessing.”

I could see my daughter thinking it over before she said, “watching that guy last night... in the video... it made me think.”

“Oh? About what?” I asked.

She shrugged, “I dunno. Just about... other guys, I guess. I mean... I was kinda starting to like guys before we started... you know. But since I came here, I've not really thought about anyone else at all. You are perfect for me, but I kinda get that... it can't be like that with us, not forever. And, I kinda thought it might be nice, one day, to have a guy all my own. Like Ross in the video.”

“There's more to it than sex, Orchid. I mean, not always, but usually...”

“I know, and that's a big part, too,” she said, “like... I want to date a guy some day. I mean... I'm in love with Maria... you know that, and if I could, I would happily spend the rest of my life with her, but... I do really like guys, too, and... and I can't really date you, now can I?”

“Not in a normal sense, no,” I admitted.

“And I think,” Orchid continued, “that maybe Maria will kinda be more and more attached to you, and to Dahlia, and as I get older and she has your baby... it might not be the same between us. Not like now, at least.”

“I expect you might be right,” I conceded, trying to read my daughter's measured expression. I was impressed by the maturity of her thoughts.

“I'm not in a hurry or anything,” Orchid added, “just... thinking, you know. One day.”

“When you want that... let's talk. I never want to stifle you, Orchid. I never want to be burden on your growth. You need to experience life outside of this house, outside of the relationships we've developed here. I think that's only the natural thing.” I stroked my daughter's dark hair. “Incest is... complicating... isn't it?”

Orchid smiled, “very. Not complaining. Not at all. Just... I'm just glad you understand, Dad. You're the best.”

“No, you're the best,” I countered, “I'm just the lucky S.O.B. who gets to see you naked.”

My daughter giggled and leaned in for a kiss. “Thanks, Dad.”

- - -

A day later found Maria and Dahlia feeling much better as we finished dinner. Dahlia had been excited by the idea of going to the toy party, and Maria wanted to join us. I called Sandra back and told her what we were thinking, and the woman heartily agreed she'd love the three of us to come. She suggested that we dress up in some way, whether in lingerie or something more formal. The style didn't matter, but Sandra assured me that it would add to the enjoyment for everyone.

It was the night before Dahlia's sister and her children flew in for a week-long visit over the Christmas holiday. I know Dahlia was feeling nervous, and several times, I dropped to my knees to eat her pussy and distract her in the most efficient manner possible. She forgot the coming drama each time, and after a climax, felt more relaxed as I licked my lips and savored my lover's creamy discharge on my tongue.

We discussed the precautions together in the library, ensuring that Lily and Orchid especially were aware of what we could not say or do while our guests were visiting. I couched it in terms which made it clear I hated having to go through such censorship of our relationships, but there was no other option. What we did together, both the incest and their ages, presented difficulties if anyone else became aware, and we all agreed the risks of being arrested were not worth such disclosures.

Dahlia and I didn't outright forbid the girls from being intimate with us or with each other, but it had to be carefully contained in bedrooms during moments when there was no chance of being overheard. Even then, we told them, we had to be very judicious and careful. The visit would be difficult enough with the two sisters reuniting after so long, and we didn't need to add underage incest to that burden.

Orchid and Lily, as they always did, assured us they understood the rules and I had every faith in their ability to follow through. They had, despite the odds, not revealed to anyone what we did, aside from Orchid's anonymous discussion with an online girl who was in an incestuous relationship with her own mother all those months earlier, before Orchid and I had even been together intimately. I trusted them, and Maria, and Dahlia, to know how to keep our secrets.

Dahlia went to bed rather early and Maria went with her. It was snowing again and it looked like it might be a few inches deep by morning. I hoped the airport would stay open long enough for Heather and the kids to arrive around noon. I felt certain that my new Land Cruiser could safely take us up and down the ridges, and Dahlia was to go with me. We wanted to explain our relationship with Maria to the woman during the ride home so as to prepare her for it from a distance. We decided to reveal everything about our young lover and not try to hide the depth of our commitment to her, nor the fact that the nineteen-year old was carrying my child.

“I know the next week might be a little difficult for everyone,” I told Orchid and Lily as we sat in the den after another movie, “and perhaps, the three of us might enjoy our last night of freedom together... if you two are up for it.”

As usual, they were. Lily's expression was of excitement as she slid down the couch and straddled my lap, “I'm always up for it, Daddy.”

Orchid leaned against me and kissed my cheek, smiling, then said in her best young girl voice, “I'm up for it, Daddy.”

Lily giggled and kissed me. As the ten-year old pulled off her t-shirt, I caressed Orchid's breasts. I loved the way they had filled in. Her shirt was off in seconds and I leaned towards her to suck on her slightly-puffy nipples. Lily took the other in her mouth, and together, we suckled like a pair of very content kittens.

I slid a hand down between my daughter's thighs and stroked her genitals through the tight fabric of her yoga pants. I loved the way they felt just a bit damp to the touch. Lily got off of me a moment so that she could remove her tights, then unbuttoned and unzipped me, pulling my penis out in one motion. Before I was fully hard, the ten-year old had me between her lips, sucking me to a throbbing erection. I will never understand how such a young girl got so good at blowing a guy, but Lily's mouth consumed my flesh and made me tingle with excitement.

With her help, I pulled Orchid's yoga pants down to her thighs. Underneath, my daughter's hairy pubes glistened and I slipped a finger through her slit, finding the fourteen-year old moist and slick. We kissed as she started to ride my hand, grinding her clit onto my palm while I probed her tight vagina with my finger.

Lily wasted no time mounting me again. Her tight, little hole stretched as she sank down. When Lily fucked me in that position, it was always just on the edge of discomfort. She was so tight to begin with, and her on top seemed to make her even smaller for some reason. The vice grip just barely allowed me to penetrate deeper, her small grunts showing that she, too, experienced the mix of discomfort and pleasure.

I surely was not complaining. Inside, Lily's pussy was fiery and warm, slick and tender. I throbbed precum inside her before she made her first movement up. The pull of her vagina had a suction that I cannot describe. It was like it was both stroking me and resisting giving back even an inch of my length. It made me feel highly aroused, and usually, it led me to ejaculate much more quickly than I would have preferred.

Orchid orgasmed on my fingers, her juices running down my arm. She playfully pushed Lily aside and took her place, sliding her slippery pussy down over my cock. I groaned in pleasure as she started to hump me. Lily lay back on the couch and spread her thin legs, allowing me to stroke the tender folds between her thighs. She came silently moments later as I neared my own release, the ten-year old's mouth open in a soundless cry, her body shaking and jerking as her orgasm peaked and pleasure made her roll and sigh.

Orchid humped me steadily. I think she knew I was close, and it was her desire that I unload inside her. Her words confirmed it. “I want you to cum in me, Dad.”

I grabbed my daughter's hips and started fucking up into her pussy as she moved down. We slammed our genitals together harder, harder, faster. I was overcome with lust for my lovely daughter, burning to fill her, my semen boiling out to flood her channel and work into a froth along my shaft. Orchid's labia trailed up and down as she rode me, holding herself up by bracing her hands against my chest. She came to rest as I peaked, bubbling cum slowing to a trickle in her tight, young hole.

Orchid wasn't done with me. Before I could grow hard and withdraw, she grasped the base of my cock firmly and started to ride me again. I was overly-sensitive a moment, but her technique worked, my dick stayed hard and the sensitivity retreated, replaced by the amazing sensation of being inside my daughter's wet, cum-filled cunt. She smiled when she was certain I was past the cool-down period.

Then she rolled off me and bent over the couch, prompting Lily to do the same. I knew just what to do, lining myself up behind the ten-year old and pushing, with effort, into the girl's vagina. Orchid stayed in position, sharing lips with Lily and caressing her ass, smacking the little girl's buttocks playfully.

I slid out of Lily and moved behind Orchid, sinking my dick into her sloppy pussy, globs of cum squishing out around my shaft as I slid in. I was getting worked up quickly, going from Lily's pussy to my daughter's and back again, mixing the juices and cum from both holes and had all of our crotches slippery and messy in moments.

“Cum in Lily this time, Dad... she loves that,” Orchid said, catching her breath after orgasming. I'd lost track of how many times each girl had cum. I was in a zone of sorts, on autopilot, letting my mind soak in the pleasure of fucking the two beautiful little girls, moving from one to the other seamlessly.

I pulled out of Orchid on the edge of release and sank back into Lily's tight little hole, stretching it wide as I bottomed out against her cervix. Within a stroke or two I started to boil inside her body. I humped Lily, holding her waist, smashing my thighs against her small buttocks and holding deep inside while I pumped my cum into her vagina, writhing against her ass, grinding hard and pulsing every drop of semen I had into the ten-year old.

I fell away on shaky legs, collapsing on the floor. I watched Orchid sink down behind Lily to lap up the cream dripping from her hole, then the girls curled up with me on the floor to share kisses and light touches. I felt wholly sated, satisfied, consumed by my young lovers. It was going to be difficult to not give in to impulse over the next week and freely make love with them wherever and whenever I felt like it. For the moment, though, I ignored that reality and soaked in the pleasure of what we'd just shared.