“Now, uh, keep your teeth off it, okay. And suck on it,” He gasped as she complied. “Yes, lick it too, lick it all over.”
The wet pleasure of her tongue wrapped his cock and sent bolts of ecstasy all through him. His balls tightened, buzzing with the anticipation of orgasm. She was sucking him like an ice block, slurping as her tongue explored the veins of his shaft and the flange of his head.
“God, yes,” He exclaimed. “Oh God yes.”
In a frenzy he grabbed the eighteen-year-old’s pretty head with both hands and jammed his hips into her face, driving his cock in and out of her mouth again and again as she squealed in surprise. Finally he gave up a choked shout and smashed his crotch into her lips, his dick deep in her face, cum blasting out from the tip in volcanic waves. Oh, sheer ecstasy, feeling the girl’s throat swallowing desperately, sucking the sperm out with every contraction.
He shook his head. Somehow he was sitting on the desk, wet cock on his thigh, the twin girls sitting in front of him looking concerned. Sienna was wiping her lips and coughing.
“Are you alright, Father?” Jenna asked with true concern.
“Oh yes, my child. I’m fine.”
Sienna coughed again, her eyes red and watering.
“That tasted funny,” She choked out. “What was that stuff?”
“It was, uh, penis… juice. Yes, that’s it. Don’t worry, it’s good for you.”
“It’s gone all floppy now.” Jenna observed, leaning closer to peer at his flagging member. Her nearness made it twitch.
“Yes, well, you did very well, Sienna,” The girl beamed despite her flushed face. “But I think you two will need a lot more practice. Jenna, I want you to come here and put the penis in your mouth.”
The girl scooted closer and took the flaccid dick in her hand. She looked at it before dipping her head and sucking it between her lips.
“Yes, suck on it, Jenna. Lick it, make it clean.”
As her sister sucked on his limp cock, he looked at Sienna, comparing their mouths. They were both equally as good.
“Sienna,” He said. “I want to ask you something.”
She tore her eyes away from the sight of her sister sucking at the priest’s crotch. “Yes, Father?”
“How is your father?”
To his surprise, a look of dismay crossed her face, and Jenna stopped sucking suddenly.
“Keep going, Jenna. Yes, that’s it. Now, Sienna, tell me. What’s wrong?”
“Daddy’s sick,” Sienna said. “He’s in hospital.”
“Oh dear. What ails him, my child?”
“He had a strike.”
“A strike? I think you mean a stroke, my dear.”
“Yeah, a stroke,” She sniffed. “Now he stays in bed all the time. He can’t see or hear things, and he can’t talk much.”
“That’s terrible. I will pray for him and for you.”
“Thank you Father.” She smiled at him over her sister’s busy head.
“And I’m going to tell you girls how you can help your father to feel better,” He looked down lovingly at the blonde head in his lap. “Yes, I think God has brought us together for a reason.”
***
The pretty blonde twins in their cute school uniforms turned heads wherever they went. In the foyer of the private clinic, the security guard watched their breasts as they approached and their asses as they went in, grinning broadly. A passing doctor gave them a physical with his mind’s eye, and a janitor imagined how dirty he could get between them. The female receptionist smiled warmly, recognizing them.
“Hello girls. Here to visit Dad?”
“Yes, Miss.” They chorused. The nurse waved them through, cheered by seeing them.
The sisters made the familiar trip up the hallways to their father’s room. It was a very basic room, with his bed, a wardrobe and a small table. He lay in the bed, which was tilted up to have him in a reclining position. His face was clean shaven and he was dressed in a loose shirt and pants. The girls stood looking at him as they always did.
“Hello Daddy.” Sienna said.
“Hi.” Jenna said.
His eyes were closed and his face expressionless. There was no way to tell if he was asleep or awake. Sienna put a hand on his arm and he stirred slightly, though his eyes remained shut.
“Father Bland said we should shut the door.” Jenna whispered.
“And lock it.” Sienna agreed. Jenna closed the door quietly and found the stud for the lock, pushing it home. The twins smiled at each other.
“Should we see his penis?” Sienna asked. Her sister nodded. She reached carefully to her father’s pants and hooked her fingers under the elasticated waist. His skin felt warm and dry as she slid her hands down, his pants sliding over his lap. Underneath he was wearing a kind of diaper, which Father Bland had told them to expect.
“Okay, let’s take it off.” Sienna said. She found the Velcro tabs on the diaper and pulled them open, lifting the front away. The girls looked down at their father’s penis.
“It’s bigger than Father Bland’s.” Jenna observed.
“Yeah, it’s longer,” She slid her fingers under the appendage and encircled it. “And it’s wider too. It feels heavy.”
“It’s not hard.” Jenna commented.
“Father Bland said we have to make it hard. If we suck on it, it should get hard.”
Sienna lowered her face into her father’s lap, smelling the flowery smell of the hospital soap on him. Everything about her father’s penis was more inviting than the priest’s – it looked thicker and smoother, its tip was a nice shade of pink and there was no sweaty smell. She held it up to her mouth, still surprised by its weight, and licked it across the tip. It tasted lovely and clean, the skin warm.
“Mmm,” She glanced at her sister. “It tastes good.”
“Let me taste it.”
“Not yet, I want to suck it.” Sienna went back to the penis and licked it again, savoring the taste by exploring the pretty head with her tongue. She licked it all over, running up and down the sides, making it shiny. It just looked so delicious. With a smile she put her lips on the head and sucked it into her mouth, loving the sensation of the domed top popping into her mouth.
Both girls were surprised when their father made a sound, somewhere between a laugh and a moan. A wide smile was on his normally unresponsive face.
“Daddy likes it, Sienna. Keep doing it.” Jenna urged.
Her gorgeous twin didn’t need any convincing, she liked it too. Her little teen mouth went back to the appendage hungrily, slurping it inside. She could feel the penis getting harder, it was even longer and thicker as she fitted it between her cheeks. The lovely taste filled her senses as she licked and sucked the thing, forcing even more of it into her face. It was so big, it was all the way to the back of her mouth. Her father made more sounds of enjoyment, his smiling head flopping about as though in a wonderful dream.
Sienna remembered what Father Bland had taught her – technique was important. She fixed her lips around the thick shaft and bobbed up and down, wetly pumping the large penis with her mouth. Spit ran down the sides into the fuzzy hair below. She made involuntary sounds of effort as she accepted the tip into her throat repeatedly.
Her eyes red, and coughing, she came up for air, reluctantly letting the penis fall from her lips. It looked huge now, twitching and throbbing. She smiled at Jenna.
“Oh, it’s so much better than Father Bland’s.” She said.
“It’s my turn now,” Jenna demanded. “I want to taste it.”
Sienna sat back and her sister climbed up between their father’s legs to get over his crotch, licking her lips in anticipation. The thick wet meat looked very inviting, it made her mouth water just looking at it. She picked it up like her sister had, feeling the pulsing heat in her palm. Her lips went to it eagerly, her tongue questing out to guide the smooth head between her lips.