Grabbing her hair again, I immediately resumed fucking her hard and fast, but instead of spanking her, I played with the base of the plug. The fact she had an orgasm within a couple of minutes was no longer a surprise. “Hannah, come squeeze her nipples,” I instructed.
“Daddy,” Katie moaned, “Too much…”
“You’re going to cum again and again until you pass out. I’m thanking my little girl for caring about me, sweetie.”
Hannah wandered over, kneeling before her twin sister, leaning down to kiss her first. I stopped for a moment to watch. It was such a tender, loving kiss, I couldn’t help smile. Then she reached under and started to tweak her sister’s nipples, and with my resumption of thrusting and the plug inside her, Katie was soon cresting wave after wave of ecstasy.
I heard plenty of comments from the other girls. They’d seen me fuck my daughters before. They’d seen me fuck all of them, to be honest. First times were always in private, but as we used the pool the entire year, and had no problem with nudity, sex certainly wasn’t something anyone was ashamed of experiencing in front of everyone else.
Katie came again, no idea how many she’d already had, and I could sense she was tiring. Asking Hannah to move back, I pulled out of my daughter and rested her down on her back. She eagerly spread her legs as I slid back inside her, leaning down to kiss her softly, before we made love. “I love you, sweetie,” I said softly, “You two always know how to make me feel better.”
“Not always with sex too!” Hannah joked.
Feeling her legs wrap around me, Katie whispered, “Cum in me, Daddy. I’m really tired now.”
“I’m close, don’t worry. I just love being inside you and Hannah so much sometimes.”
“Can’t be closer to my daddy than like this,” she giggled.
Once I did cum inside her, I didn’t pull out though rolled onto my back, Katie resting on my chest as I stroked her back. I heard the others jump into the pool, Hannah giving her father and sister a soft kiss before she obviously joined her friends. Katie eventually lifted herself up onto her forearms, meeting my eyes. I was left thinking nothing would wipe the smile from her face. “Thank you, Daddy,” she whispered, “I’m going to leave the plug in. I love wearing it.”
Lifting herself off my lap, she picked up the towel once I was standing, wiping herself down before joining the girls in the pool. We’d already had dinner, so I grabbed some wine from inside for the girls, placing a trio of bottles with glasses by the pool. Though invited to join them as always, I was happy to just chill inside, letting the girls have some fun by themselves.
They were already nineteen, having made sure their actual birthday was special, but I always planned a birthday party for my twin daughters the next Saturday, if their birthday didn’t fall on the weekend. I invited my parents as always, and my older brother, including his wife and two children. I invited Claire’s parents, who were more than aware of the falling out between mother and daughters. I thought they’d be uncomfortable, but they were friendly with me as always, and loved their granddaughters regardless, and I knew the four had talked about everything.
Cassandra also arrived alone. We’d been intimate more than once after my divorce was granted, but agreed it would never work out in the end, despite the fact we were attracted to each other and both would admit the sex was utterly fantastic. She didn’t remind me of her sister in many ways, but she had been my sister-in-law. My daughters loved all my friends, so I invited at least two of them. ‘Uncle’ Bill and his family arrived, his kids being friendly with my daughters, though a couple of years young, while ‘Auntie’ Suzy turned up with her husband and young child.
The party went off without a hitch. My daughters loved all four of their grandparents, and treated Claire’s parents like my own, with love, honesty and endless respect. I noticed Hannah in conversation with Claire’s parents for a time, a long hug shared between the three suggesting they’d just had a heart to heart, particularly when she walked towards me, gave me a long hug, suggesting I have a quick chat with them.
Leading them inside to the kitchen table, I made sure we all had a drink before sitting down. “Claire wanted to come but even we told her not to,” Brian stated, Claire’s father
“Katie and Hannah haven’t kept any secrets from us regarding their relationship with Claire,” Sue added, her mother.
“She did tell us she wondered if you could forgive her.” Brian sighed. “I can understand why you cannot, Mark. What she did…”
“You obviously know how I feel about things. What about you two?”
They both smiled, at least, before Brian replied. “Hannah and Katie still love us, still want to see us. On that alone, we cannot complain. We love our grandchildren. The idea they would want nothing to do with us… It would break our hearts. But Claire is also our daughter, and no matter what, is still their mother. But Hannah has been brutally honest, not only with her mother, but with us and Cassandra. We can only respect her decision to want no contract with her mother.”
“That’s all she would ask, that you all respect her decision.”
“Can you not forgive Claire?” Sue wondered, “Time can heal all wounds, Mark. I know what she did was horrible. I can even see what she’s done since would cause further hurt.” She took my hand, giving it a squeeze. “I know how much you wanted another child, particularly a son.”
Sighing, I sipped at my can of beer. “I just can’t right now, Sue. I’m no longer angry or bitter, but even after all this time, it still hurts that someone I loved could do such a thing to me,” I muttered, shaking my head, “If it had been a short affair, or maybe a one time thing of infidelity, I would still have divorced but I would have ensured things ended better and probably would have forgiven and eventually forgotten. But three years of sleeping with someone behind my back? And the fact she moved on, married the same guy then had a child, a son? No, I can’t and won’t forgive her for any of that. She doesn’t deserve it. Not from me, at least. If that makes me a horrible human being, no worse than her, then so be it. But I can’t find it in my heart to forgive her.”
“We certainly understand, Mark,” Brian replied, “Though we would like to hear you forgive our daughter, we know why you can’t say those words too.”
“As for Hannah and Katie, it is entirely up to them about what sort of relationship they want with Claire. But forgiveness cannot be forced, and one is not obliged to forgive just because the other person is feeling regret and sorrow for their actions. Said actions have consequences. Unfortunately, Claire is now living with the consequences.” Sighing again, I know that probably made the three of us sound no better than Claire, but maybe I just wasn’t as good a man as I thought. As far as my daughters were concerned, they were still living with the effects of decisions made by their mother. “I’m glad you still come to see your grandchildren, and tolerate me in your life.”
“We prefer you to him. We still love you too,” Sue stated, not surprised when she leaned over to hug me briefly. I still loved them both in return. Claire wouldn’t affect my other relationships with her family. “We can’t judge him in a good light because of what our daughter did with him. We love Claire, she is our daughter and it will always be unconditional. We can’t just turn our back on her, but our relationship has been strained since your divorce. Claire has noted that we did pull back our love and affection for a time, though we do adore our new grandson.”
“Despite being nineteen, my daughters are still maturing. Maybe in a few years, when they’re older still, maybe after they’ve had their own children, they might choose to reconnect. I wouldn’t hold your breath regarding Hannah making the first move to reconcile. But Katie… Maybe, just maybe, she’ll offer an olive branch. But it’s up to either of them. Claire can still call if she wishes, I won’t cut her off entirely, but it’s not up to me.”
“Are you happy, Mark?” Brian wondered.
“I am. I’ve been happy for at least five years. The day the divorce was granted, a weight left my shoulders. I could finally move on with my life, and that’s what I’ve been doing ever since.” I took a hand of theirs again. “Rest assured, both of you and Cassandra will always be welcome in my household. My daughters love all of you, and I can only thank you for being somewhat neutral during everything that happened.”
After all our guests departed, leaving my twin daughters and Kelly with me, we slowly cleared up all the mess before joining together in the living room. The three girls had enjoyed themselves and were definitely drunk. “Daddy, I’m going off the pill,” Hannah announced, giggling away, “As we agreed, once I hit nineteen, we were trying for a baby.”
“Bet you want his big cock now!” Katie exclaimed, teasing her twin sister.
“I always want his big cock!” Hannah retorted.
“Maybe we should all suck his big cock?” Kelly suggested.
“Girls,” I warned, “You’re drunk and I don’t want to fool around when you’ve been drinking too much.”
“Daddy! We’re fine!” Katie argued.
Kissing all three of them softly made them go rather quiet. “Girls, trust me, while I would love to fool around with all three of you now, even in your current state, you should know me well enough by now. I’ve seen the drinks you’ve been putting away.” Pulling Hannah close to me, I kissed her cheek. “Yes, we can start trying within the week.”
“You mean that, Daddy?”
“Yes, but only if you’re sure. If you are, then we’ll definitely start immediately.”
She hugged me tightly, no surprise she started to cry and quickly straddled my lap. Katie and Kelly quickly moved to sit either side of me, turning it into a group hug. “When can we start trying?” Kelly wondered.