Chores were done. The women were in charge of the inside of the house and tending to the flowers outside the house. Daddy was in charge of the lawn. He looked so sexy pushing the lawnmower, muscles bulging.
Alice dawdled on her chores. Mom kept catching Alice fooling around on her phone instead of working. Mom would arch an eyebrow and say, “Another thing to talk to your father about when he gets home,” and Alice would pretend to be frightened, but I could see that naughty glint in her eye.
How did I miss it?
After lunch, we were cut free and I sent Sun the text. It would have been earlier, Mom made Alice clean the bathroom three times until it was up to standards. Alice had a scowl on her face when we stepped out into the summer sun. She threw a look over her shoulder, “Bitch.”
“Alice, that’s our mother,” I gasped.
“She’s a nagging bitch. I don’t know how Daddy puts up with her.”
“Oh, you do,” I said as we reached the sidewalk. “I think you know just what Daddy wants from Mommy.”
Alice frowned, glancing at me and the braid then to my choker. “Did Dad give you that?”
“He did. My reward.”
“For doing all of Mom’s work.” Alice gave a wicked giggle. “I bet you were so eager. Huh? Bet you were hoping he would call you to his bedroom, pin you down, and fuck you as hard as he fucks Mom.”
“You’ve seen them fuck?”
“Once. Their bedroom door was cracked open. Mom was on her stomach, gasping and grunting, while Dad fucked her from behind, his ass pumping, his muscular body glistening.”
“He is sexy,” I agreed. “And, yes, that thought crossed my mind.”
Alice arched an eyebrow. “Would you have fucked him?”
“Wouldn’t you?”
“Oh, you are such a naughty slut,” my sister laughed. “How did I miss it? All that pretending to be a good girl. You’re just a randy little thing. I bet you would have let him fuck you just as hard.” She sighed. “But Dad never would.”
“Why not?”
“We’re his daughters.” She looked around. “Incest is illegal. He would never touch us.”
“And if he would…?”
She bit her lip, her flip flops smacking against her feet. She shifted, her combed hair bouncing about her shoulders. She wore a pink tank top and a pair of jean shorts. They weren’t as tight as they could be nor as short. She didn’t wear a bra, proven by the dimples made by her nipples as they hardened.
“It wouldn’t happen,” she repeated, a stubborn cast to her face.
“I didn’t say it would. Just asked if you would do it?” I leaned in, my hand taking hers. “It’s not like you were shy with me last night.”
“But incest?” she asked, her voice strangled. “With Dad?”
“It was incest between us. Yummy, delicious, sisterly incest.”
“Damn, Melody, you are wild. How do you have that sweet, innocent face when you’re such a pervert?”
I laughed and squeezed her hand.
We reached the park ten minutes later, the day growing warmer. Sun lounged on a bench, legs spread wide in a pair of daisy dukes that hugged her crotch, creating a delicious camel toe, a bikini top covering her small breasts, leaving her tanned-olive skin exposed. She looked up, her short, black hair swinging around her delicate face.
“Hey, sluts,” Sun greeted, hopping off the bench and racing over. She threw her arms around my neck and gave me a hot kiss right on the lips.
I returned it, savoring the feel of her nubile body rubbing against mine. Alice gripped my hand tight. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw her jaw drop. She knew I had a relationship with Sun, but the reality shocked her. It made my pussy even hotter as Sun shoved her tongue into my mouth and gripped my ass through my skirt.
“Mmm, it’s good to see you, Sun,” I smiled, blinking my eyes.
Sun gave a wicked laugh and lifted my skirt. “Ooh, love the panty choice, Melody.”
I wore a pair of gray, lacy, French cut panties. They were delicate, my flesh showing through the pattern. You could easily tell I was shaved. Sun lifted my skirt higher so Alice could see. My sister glanced and her eyes widened.
“Melody, when did you get panties like that?”
“When I went clothes shopping with Daddy the first Sunday you and Mommy went to grandma and grandpa’s.”
“And Dad let you buy those?”
I winked at my sister. “He approved everything I chose. I modeled these for him, too. He loved me in them.”
My sister’s eyes bugged. “You’re fucking with me. He wouldn’t do that.”
I just laughed and put my arm around Sun’s shoulders. “So, what are we doing today?”
“Being naughty,” laughed Sun. “I need to get laid. I think there are a few guys around here that fit the bill. Want to watch?”
“Yes,” I nodded, glancing at my sister. “You up for that?”
“Watching Sun pick up a guy and fuck him?” she asked, her eyes widening. “I thought we were… going to… talk. Just talk.”
“Is that code for licking your sister’s pussy?” Sun asked.
Alice’s cheeks went crimson.
Sun laughed. “Wow, Alice, you are so cute when you get embarrassed. All that confidence and bravado just evaporates. Mmm, I masturbated so hard last night when Melody told me all about the two of you. I wish I saw it. A little sister-on-sister action. Hot.”
And then Sun broke from me, threw her arms around my sister’s neck, and kissed her hard. Alice went rigid for a moment, her eyes glancing at me. I grinned at her. She relaxed, eyes closing, and kissed Sun back. Their tongued danced for a moment and then they broke away.
“Wow, you’re a good kisser,” Sun grinned. Then she seized both our hands. “Come on, I need to get plowed.”
“Here?” Alice said. “At the park?”
“Public sex is the best sex,” Sun nodded her head.
“Didn’t you fuck a guy at the zoo?” I asked. “You mentioned that.”
“Yep. In a little alcove in the reptile hall. It’s so dark in there. He slipped into me from behind and fucked me hard. Ooh, I came. We finished right before this family walked by and caught us. Damn, it was the best.”
Alice shook her head.
“I’m an exhibitionist. Having an audience really gets me off.” She clapped her hands. “And two sisters watching is quite the audience.”
We walked through the park, Sun on the look out for the right man to fuck. The park was large. It had a playground at one end, then plenty of trails that wound round the edge, passing several ponds, before ending at the baseball diamond at the far end. I saw Sun glance at the pitcher’s mound and I knew what she was imagining–Daddy fucking her right there.
“He looks cute,” I said, nudging Sun and nodding to a man jogging by. “Muscular, rugged.”
“Almost like your Dad,” grinned Sun.
Alice rolled her eyes. All our friends had a crush on Daddy. They had good taste in men.
“How are you going to get him?” I asked as he jogged away.
“Charm,” Sun answered. “We just have to be ready for him to come back around. I bet one lap isn’t enough exercise from him. The trail’s not that long.”
It was a Monday, so not as many people were in this part of the park. The children were all at the playground and the adults were mostly at work. Sun moved us down the trail and smiled. She pointed to a little bench off a side trail beside a pond. “You two watch from there. And don’t be afraid to have your own fun.”
“And what are you going to do?” I asked.
She winked at me as she headed to her position on the trail. She leaned against a tree just out of sight and peeled off her top. I blinked in shock. She was definitely being bold. Alice and I took our position on the chairs as Sun leaned against the tree, cupping her small mounds, her nipples dark and hard.
“Holy shit,” Alice said, squirming on the bench.
“Uh-huh,” I said as I watched Sun shimmy out of her jean shorts. Then she threw them onto the trail, baiting her trap. She was completely naked, her right hand sliding between her thighs and fingering her pussy.
“What if someone else sees her?” gasped Alice.
“I don’t think anyone else is jogging,” I said, twisting my head on the bench. I could see the trail wrapping around this section of the garden, glimpsing it through the gaps in the trees and flowering foliage. Through a gap, I saw the jogger. He still had three-quarters of the trail to jog before getting to Sun.
“And she’s masturbating.” Alice squirmed again, pressing her thighs together.
I put an arm around her shoulders. “Getting a hot cunt?”
“Yes,” she moaned. “Look at her. She’s fearless.”
“She gets what she wants. If you’re afraid, how can you experience your desires?” I leaned into her and nuzzled at her neck. “How will you get to be with Daddy if you’re scared he won’t want your hot body?”
“Melody,” she groaned. “People can see us.”
“I know. Sun’s right, this is hot.” Then I kissed my sister on the bench. I slid my hand up her tank top and cupped her small breast, rubbing on her hard nipple through the cloth. It poked at the fabric and against my palm. It felt so wicked.
She shuddered and writhed on the bench. She sounded so naughty as she sighed into the kiss. My tongue brushed her lips then entered her mouth. Our lips moved together as Sun’s moans echoed through the woods.
She was watching us first.
I slid my hand down her tank top to the hem and shoved beneath it, lifting up the cloth. I brushed her firm mound as I broke the kiss. Alice’s licked her lips, her dark eyes wild as I leaned down and sucked on an exposed nipple.
“That’s it,” Sun shouted. “Ooh, Melody, you wild slut.”
Alice stiffened as I nibbled and sucked on her nipple. The bench creaked as she squirmed. She let out a plaintiff moan. Her hands pushed on my shoulders. But not hard. It was more reflexive, her fear fighting with her desire.