She didn’t want to let him go, but she eventually slid off his lap as she needed to shower and get ready for the day. Joining her older sister out in the kitchen a little later for breakfast, she couldn’t stop smiling as the one word to describe Charlotte every day when dressed for work was sexy. Charlotte knew she was beautiful though she wasn’t arrogant about it. Like nearly all students in New South Wales, Emily had to wear a school uniform though some girls did take liberties with certain things. Emily had started to wear shorter skirts as she got older, would leave buttons of her blouse undone, and liked wearing either knee-high socks or stockings in addition to her shoes which had a slight heel.
“Looking sexy, little lady,” Charlotte stated, who walked over towards her, “Are you trying to arouse Daddy?”
“No… Okay, maybe just a little. I most love teasing all the boys. I don’t like them at all, but me and my friends love dressing like this and then we’ll kiss in front of all of them.”
“You’re such a little tease, but I guess I used to do the same thing.”
“Charlotte… Can we talk about things later?”
Her oldest sister met her eyes and Charlotte smiled immediately. “I’ve taken a half-day from work. I’ll pick you and Crystal up from school when you’ve finished. We’ll go shopping, and then we can have a sisterly chat when we get home.”
She wasn’t the first girl to turn eighteen at her school. What disgusted her within a couple of hours was the number of boys, as that’s what they’d always remain in her mind, that approached her, wondering if she wanted to have a little fun. Thankfully, all her friends stepped forward and it almost turned physical.
“I’d prefer pussy compared to your little cock,” she added, loving the look of anger that briefly crossed his youthful features, “You’re just proof that you’re nothing but a little boy. I’d prefer a real man.”
“You’re nothing but a bunch of fucking dykes anyway,” he retorted.
Emily smiled at him, turned to one of her best friends, and laid one hell of a kiss on her, her friend replying in kind. Emily found herself backed up against the wall as quite a little crowd formed around them. Emily couldn’t help the moan as she made out with one of her best friends. She knew this friend wasn’t a virgin, that she’d been sleeping with another one of her friends for a couple of months since they turned eighteen.
“Holy shit,” Emily heard someone murmur, “That is so fucking hot.”
“Two chicks, dude. Two chicks,” another one stated.
The rest of the day was spent in peace though she didn’t miss the whispers taking place, the glances in her direction. She knew that she’d likely have a reputation based on what happened and found that she didn’t care. If the boys in the school wanted to consider her a lesbian, even better for her. Though they’d either now leave her alone or be one of those pig-ignorant men who claim a lesbian just needs the right dick to turn straight.
Crystal was standing with her when Charlotte arrived to pick them up and take them shopping. Emily hadn’t started a part-time job while she was studying as her father provided her with an allowance every week, preferring his youngest daughter to focus on her studies, wanting her to go to university with the best results possible. The only time Emily did work was during the six weeks of summer holidays. It usually involved helping out at either an animal shelter or a nearby veterinarian.
Emily was left thinking that Charlotte was rather excited about taking her little sister out shopping for dresses and accessories though Crystal wasn’t ignored either, Charlotte insisting that she treat her little cousin to a dress and shoes at the very least. Crystal had a loving and close relationship with her older sister, but Charlotte had practically adopted Crystal as her youngest sister.
“We have to find a colour for you,” Charlotte explained as they looked at dresses, “Something more interesting than black. Considering your gorgeous hair, I’m thinking of a dark red dress and matching stockings and heels. Make sure everything matches.”
“And underwear?” Emily wondered.
“We’re not buying underwear, Emily. We’re going to get you some lovely lingerie to wear.”
Emily had an absolute blast shopping with her sister and cousin, the two younger women trying on numerous dresses before they found a couple that they both loved, Charlotte reassuring Crystal that the dress would be in preparation for her own eighteenth birthday in a couple of months’ time. Charlotte led them next to a store that sold ladies’ lingerie, the shop assistant was helpful as Emily had no real idea as she’d never bought any before, and though Charlotte was helpful, even she wanted to make sure Emily was satisfied with the style and fit of everything she tried on.
Arriving home to find all but the adults were there, Emily took her things to her bedroom first before Charlotte knocked on her door.
“You wanted to talk, sweetie?” she asked softly.
Emily nodded and sat on the edge of her bed, Charlotte shutting the door behind her before sitting next to her. Cuddling into her big sister always made Emily feel happy. Despite the age difference, Charlotte had always shown her youngest sister nothing but love, particularly during those bad days when the family was falling apart, her father doing what he could to protect her at the same time.
“Charlotte… Do you love Daddy?”
“More than anything, sweetie.”
“I love him so much.”
Charlotte remained silent for a few seconds before she asked, no more than a whisper, “Do you know, sweetie?” Emily stilled as she knew what Charlotte was referring to. She eventually nodded, hearing Charlotte sigh. “We were trying to be careful about it. We didn’t want you and Crystal…”
“You look at him like Caroline does, Charlotte,” Emily finally stated, “You’re in love with Daddy.”
“Are you in love with Daddy too, sweetie?”
Emily couldn’t help bursting into tears, feeling Charlotte turn enough to properly cuddle her little sister, her hand caressing the back of her head as Emily sobbed. “I can’t help how I feel,” she finally murmured, “But I know Caroline loves him so much, and that you have him too…”
Charlotte waited until her little sister had calmed down before she leaned back, Emily smiling as she felt her big sister leave a loving kiss on her forehead. “Daddy didn’t agree to be intimate with me straight away, Emily,” she said, “It took him time to come to terms with how I felt about him. A father making love to his daughter…”
“Would he make love with his little girl?” Emily asked, feeling her cheeks grow warm at asking such a question.
“I’ll help you however I can.”
Emily met Charlotte’s eyes, seeing the love her big sister had for her. “You will?”
“Of course, sweetie. You’re my little sister and I want you to be as happy as can be. And I can share Daddy with my little sister.”
“Daddy’s the only man I want. It’s because I… I, um…”
Charlotte smiled knowingly. “You prefer girls. I don’t think any of us have been blind to how close you and Crystal have been since she moved in. Is she your girlfriend?”
Emily felt herself blushing again though she managed to nod. “When she turns eighteen, she wants two things. We’re going to make love, but she also, um…”
Charlotte laughed. “Daddy is going to have a house of women who want him, isn’t he?”
“I don’t want Daddy all the time, just occasionally. I know how in love he is with Caroline, and I know how much you love Daddy too.”
“I don’t love him any more than you do, sweetie. But I can’t lie and suggest that I don’t love sharing his bed, and having Daddy inside me…”
“I think Crystal would just like to experience a man a few times, and she trusts no-one more than Daddy. But… I love Crystal so much, Charlotte. And she loves me just as much. We’ve always been close, and we want to be lovers when she’s ready.”
“I’ll talk to Caroline if you’d like, sweetie. But I don’t think she’ll be surprised to hear that you want to be intimate with Daddy.” Caressing her cheek, Charlotte then asked, “What about me, sweetie?”
Emily felt her eyes widen in surprise before she met Charlotte’s green eyes. “You’d… You want to…”
“Emily… I like girls too. I really like girls. I love being with Daddy. He’s so masculine and powerful, and when he fucks me, my god, it’s wonderful. With girls, it’s usually softer and gentler. Caroline… She’s a wonderful lover. Sometimes I love it when Daddy fucks me and I go down on her, or Daddy will fuck Caroline and she’ll eat my pussy.”
“Oh… I didn’t realise…”
Charlotte chuckled. “Still quite innocent about certain things, aren’t you?”
“If Daddy agreed, would Caroline want to, you know, watch or something?”
“No. If you want Daddy alone, you get Daddy alone.” Charlotte kissed her cheek. “Best thing to do tonight is we’ll go out, enjoy a lovely meal, and then we’ll come home. I’ll make sure Daddy is nice and relaxed in the living room, and everyone else is in their bedrooms, then you do what I did a few years back. Take off your dress, leave your lingerie, stockings and heels on, and go meet him in the living room. That was the start of everything.”
“Will it work?”
“It might be more difficult for him with you simply because you have always been and will always be his little girl. The love he has in his heart for you, sweetie…” She had to look away, feeling a little embarrassed, Charlotte giving her a reassuring cuddle. “I just mean that you’re his baby. We’re both special to Daddy. I’m his first-born daughter. You’re his baby daughter.”
“Nathan and Alyssa?”
“He loves them the same, but they’re twins, and they’ve always had each other.”
Charlotte helped her little sister get ready later that night. Emily showered and shaved everywhere important, asking her big sister if she should completely shave her pussy and pubic area. She suggested a smooth pussy but leave some pubic hair, nice and trimmed, usually a small triangle or landing strip. Charlotte had started doing that, and Caroline had also started to leave a little hair above her pussy too.
Helping her with her dress, Emily finally asked, “Charlotte, what about Jessica?” She felt Charlotte’s hand stop the zipper halfway up her back which just made her chuckle. “Is Daddy with Jessica too?!?!”
Charlotte finished zipping her up before she chuckled as Emily turned to face her. “Not just Jessica, sweetie,” she finally replied.