My sweet Eve was coming in waves. I sat up and jabbed my cock home in mid squeal, and she screamed. Even in my lust shrouded mind, I heard the giggling. I looked to the side and saw Tina and my rotten daughter watching from the balcony. When they realized they’d been caught, they started clapping, and walked into the room.
“Do her, Daddy,” Wendy said, taking a seat next to the bed. At least she was moderately dressed, in her bikini.
Tina sat down on the bed next to us, and I’m a little ashamed to say, it didn’t stop me from plowing her friend. She brushed Donna’s hair to the side. “Good?”
“Oh, God,” Donna groaned. “The best.”
That made me feel pretty damn confident, and I long-stroked the sweet girl, wrenching a whimper out of her.
Tina ran her hand down my back. “Don’t be too hard on her. She doesn’t have a lot of experience, Ok?”
You could have fooled me. Her pussy was molten lava, hot as the sun, and ridiculously tight. All I could do was nod, holding myself up over the beauty and thrusting away.
The scene was too hot to believe. Way too hot to control. I picked up the pace, feeling close, and hammered away until I was pounding my cum into her. I think I screamed when I busted my nut.
Then Tina was taking care of both of us, wiping us down. “Go clean up now. Breakfast ends in half an hour.”
I was suddenly embarrassed. Naked, not just with these two, but my daughter seated only a few feet away. She noticed. She came over and gave me a quick kiss. “Don’t be shy, Daddy. It’s Ok. All I want is for you to be happy.”
“You … you shouldn’t be here,” I whispered. “Seeing …”
She giggled, and put her finger over my lips. “It’s alright. You and me, we’re going to behave. I love you more than anything, but it’s too weird. I hope you don’t mind.”
I loved my daughter. And she was the spitting image of my wife, but my mind didn’t work that way. I never really thought of doing anything wrong with her. I sighed, glad we were on the same page. “I love you baby, but I, uh, don’t want to love you. That would be messed up. So wrong.”
She smiled, and gave me another tender kiss. “I know. Now go clean up or we’re going to miss out on breakfast.”
Having a naked blonde beauty in the shower with me was incredible. She was so sweet and loving, adoring even. “Adam?”
“Yes, sweetie?”
“Is it Ok if I call you Adam?”
I laughed, rubbing her delightful, slippery body. “You can call me whatever you want.”
She gave me a great big smile. “That was the best. The best ever. You’re not mad I ambushed you, are you?”
“No, not mad in the least. And you’re right, that was amazing.”
“Do you want to be my boyfriend? Tina and Wendy are going away to college, but I’ll be staying local.”
That came out of nowhere. “I’ll tell you what. Let’s talk about it after we’ve had a few days together. You are the sweetest thing in the world, and terrific in bed, but we really should get to know each other, don’t you think?” Never mind that she literally could have been my daughter.
She grinned, nodding. “I know all about you, Adam. I guess you should get to know me. That will be fun.”
We missed the breakfast buffet by five minutes, but fortunately the poolside restaurant served meals all day. We retired to the cabana I’d rented for the week. I was still in a bit of a quandary, but it was obvious my girls were deliriously happy. Wendy was teasing me a lot. “I told them you wouldn’t do anything if we didn’t push you. Damn it, Dad! For four days we were practically throwing women at you, and you didn’t even try.”
“I was in no hurry, baby. I was happy to just relax.”
“Happier than screwing Donna’s brains out this morning?”
I looked over at the pretty blonde, and at the amazing body, barely covered in her bikini. “Not by a long shot. So your father’s a big hopeless dope.”
She giggled. “Not hopeless. You just have a lot of inertia. We had to get you rolling.”
“So you want me to go pick up those two cuties by the water slide?” I teased.
Tina smacked me. “You are such a perv! We’re here now, whatever you want. Now if you want to play a little when we’re not around …”
Wendy nodded. “Go for it Daddy. Just be careful.”
We’d barely finished eating, and were working on our first drink, when Claire showed up. “Massage today, monsieur Adam?” She was smiling as she looked at my lovely companions.
“Massages all around, please, Claire.”
“I will call over Rafael, if you don’t mind,” she said, placing her supplies on the table. I’ll confess, I found her accent extremely sexy. She got on her little phone, and five minutes later a tall bronzed demi-god appeared, with teeth as white as chalk.
“Me first!” Wendy insisted.
We had our massages, and I tipped generously. After they’d left, the girls were whispering and I was getting nervous. They got up and pulled the string holding the doors open on three sides, and soon we had some privacy. They ganged up on me, laughing, and before long I was prone, depantsed, and getting a dual blow job from Donna and Tina. Donna had insisted that Tina’s turn didn’t start until that night, while Tina argued that Donna’s turn ended with the shower. Wendy broke the tie, insisting they share.
The girls were competitive and delightfully talented. Admittedly I was harboring a little performance anxiety, but Claire’s massage had given me wood, as it did every day, and the girls were determined to take care of it.
It was a trip, listening to the activities outside of our little oasis of debauchery, while I was serviced. Wendy’s presence was a little disturbing, I admit, especially when I noticed she had her hand inside her bikini bottoms. Nothing was enough to distract me for very long from watching Tina and Donna taking turns sucking.
We’d been at it several minutes, when Manny, my cabin ‘butler’ stopped by. He peeked in, then slipped in quickly and quietly. “Beverages, senor, senoritas?”
Wendy I guess was a little less of an exhibitionist than her naughty friends. They kept sucking, while Wendy quickly pulled her hand out of her bikini. “Four more,” she said, holding up four fingers. Two of them glistening naughtily.
He nodded, for all practical purposes oblivious to what was going on below my waist. “Right away, senorita.”
I watched my teen cock-suckers, praising their efforts, warning them of my approaching finish. Donna backed off, and let Tina finish me. I thought that was generous of her, until she kissed me softly, and whispered, “I don’t like the taste. Tina does. I … I’ll do it if you want, Adam.”