The Peterson Family: A Path Less Traveled-1

Chapter One: Changes In Attitude

The morning after the night before, I woke to find myself still lying between my two teenage horny daughters in the bed where we'd had sex for the first time. The three of us slept the whole night through without moving. I know this for a fact because we were all in the same position when bright sunlight streaming in through the window woke me up. Saturday mornings were generally late mornings for us anyway, but it looked to me like we'd already missed all or most of this morning. The empty feeling in my stomach said we'd missed breakfast already.

I started to shift my body so that I could extricate myself from between the two teenage juicy honeys beside me but I couldn't move either of my arms. There was a split-second of panic before I realized my arms had fallen asleep serving as pillows for each of my daughter. As gently as I could, I pulled them from beneath their heads, hoping I wouldn't wake them up. Lorrie didn't budge, and Mandy rolled away from me without waking.

I felt the first prickling in my arms as the blood began to circulate once more in those limbs. A minute later, I was suppressing moans as stabs of pain shot up and down my arms. But that passed too...not nearly quickly enough...but it passed. By then it was beginning to be critical that I get myself to the bathroom, and quickly. I made it all the way to the toilet and sighed out loud at the pleasure of simple relief.

I washed my hands and dried them, then took a shower and cleaned up. When I got back to the bedroom, I crawled up on the bed from the foot so I could lay between my young teenage daughters. I wound up with my head propped up on two deep pillows.

Both of my babies were lying flat on their tummies, still sound asleep. Their tousled hair hid their features but the remainder of their bodies were exposed completely. So I looked, and enjoyed. They were beautiful...two stark naked juicy teenage daughters lying beside me.❤

Amanda had her mother's blonde hair and Lorraine was a sassy brunette. Mandy divided her blonde locks in the middle of her scalp and let her hair fall to her shoulders, Lorrie liked hers cut short below the ears with bangs across her forehead. Their styles suited them well. Lorrie was impatient, perpetually in motion...usually at top speed; she didn't have time to deal with her hair. Mandy loved to brush hers until it shown.

Their necks were slim and graceful. Both had beautifully rounded shoulders and shapely upper arms. Their breasts perched high on their chests, Mandy's nipples seemed to peek at the sky while Lorrie's were centered in the middle of her soft, round breasts. Every square inch of their skin was satiny smooth.

Both girls' tummies were flat and their waists slender. From their waist, immature hips flared outward in barely perceptible arcs that curved gracefully back to morph into slim thighs. Their calves were well sculpted, neither skinny nor plump. The muscles there were well-toned by soccer and dancing classes. Their ankles were trim; delicate without being bony. For a wonder, both girls had grown into their feet. They appeared small compared to other girls their ages.

I watched them for a while, I lay there and listened to them breath. Their faces were clear and untroubled as they slept the sleep of the innocent.

Except...I knew they were anything BUT innocent. They'd confronted me, ambushed me in my recliner and laid their bodies full length on top of me. They told me in no uncertain words how badly they needed oral and penis sexual relief.

Fingers, hair brush handles, dildos and vibrators had been okay for a long while, but they WEREN'T enough anymore. My daughters told me if I didn't give them what they needed, since there weren't any men in the neighborhood that impressed them, they were going to go to the old pervert running the hamburger joint down on the highway.

I was weak. I didn't fight what they saw as inevitable. By the end of the evening, I saw the whole thing in the same light they did. I fucked both of them after eating their pussies and bringing them to multiple orgasms. Thank goodness 'inevitable' was damned good fun!

They took REAL good care of Daddy too. My cock found a nice home in their hungry mouths and tight cunts. I smiled gently, relishing the lewd direction my thoughts were taking. Thinking of how snug their pussies were, my dick began to rise. In moments, I was more than ready to do naughty things to one or both girls.

On this first morning of our new life, I extended my arms and let my hands fall gently on one wonderfully rounded ass cheek on each daughter. I felt INCREDIBLY free. The old rules, the confining taboos, were no longer there.

I was lying in bed with two naked, teenage daughters and I could touch them anywhere I wanted and I could do anything with them that came into our minds. Briefly, I wondered how many fathers had awakened that morning with a daughter's ass within arms reach, and how many had been able to give in to the urge to fondle those beautiful pussies and globes.

Lost in my daydreams, my massage of Mandy's butt cheeks became robust enough to intrude into her sleep. She roused a little, rolled on her side and brushed a lock of hair out of her eyes with a clumsy swipe of her hand. Her eyelids trembled a moment, then parted. Focusing finally on my face, she smiled distantly.

"Good morning, sweetheart, " I said quietly.

She smiled again in acknowledgement. Her eyes closed again.

I cupped her right ass-cheek again and kneaded it gently.

Waking a little more, Mandy rolled on her belly and humped her groin into the mattress, humming tunelessly. She was smiling but still had her eyes closed.

Eventually, Mandy rolled over on her back and raised her arms above her head to grab onto the headboard. She stretched, exposing every inch of her body to my gaze.

"Good morning, Daddy, " she purred, opening her eyes for good.

"'Morning, sweetheart, " I replied. My hand fell naturally to her belly and I swept my palm across her lower abdomen. The tips of my fingers lightly brushed the top of her pubic mound and she shuddered slightly. Her lips tightened to a thin line.

"Are you sore, honey, " I asked, concerned last night might have been too much, too fast. Mandy wriggled her hips tentatively without releasing her hold on the headboard. The sensuous movement had a distinct effect on my dick. I bit my tongue for the distraction.

"No...huh-uh!" she said happily. "Not even a little bit, " she added. "But maybe you should check and see, Daddy."

The invitation was too good to pass up.

She put her left hand on my right wrist and guided my fingers to her pussy. She was already wet. I wondered briefly whether she was always half-ready for sex. Last evening, she'd implied she was horny most of the time but did that REALLY mean her girlie juices flowed almost constantly? I didn't know--didn't care. A teenage girl's slick pussy feels great no matter how it got that way.

"Mmmmmmmm, " she moaned. "That feels good." Her eyes closed momentarily, then reopened and stayed that way for good. She looked up at me, turning up on her left side for a better view. I saw a hot coal of passion begin to flame in her eyes. She rolled quickly on top of me and landed with her groin positioned right over my resurgent dick. She wasn't that heavy but I hadn't had any time to prepare.

"Unghhh!" I grunted.

The little vixen just giggled. Without saying a word, she threw her arms around my neck and drew herself up along my body. Her lips pressed tightly against mine in a passion-filled kiss. A good morning kiss like I'd never had from a daughter before. Her tongue flicked at mine, twisting and darting around my mouth. I could feel my penis lengthen still further, trapped though it was between our two bodies. I could feel the strength in it. I could have used my cock to punch holes in the wall beside the bed.

My daughter Mandy felt it too. Deliberately, she rolled her body from side to side, massaging her father's prick and rubbing her thighs against my hard-on, and her wet outer labia against my lower belly. In seconds, it was too much for either of us to bear..

She stopped, holding still briefly. She was too short by five or six inches to keep kissing me and put my penis inside her at the same time. Roughly half a nanosecond after she realized that, my daughter cut off the kiss and was scooting back down until she moved far enough to make the incestuous union.

Her legs fell naturally along my body; the inside of her knees touched my hips. She rose and supported herself on her right hand. Reaching down between our bodies, she took my cock in her left hand and positioned me straight up, pointing into her dripping juicy cunt.

Inserting the mushroom-shaped head of my cock into her pussy, Mandy let her legs relax slowly. Her body dropped half an inch. I was inside her, but just barely. She pulled back up and rubbed my cock head up and down the length of her slit for a moment, quickly covering my cock with slick her girlie juices. She put my glans in that sweet place in her slit and let her body slide down a bit more and her cunt began to swallow my penis whole.

Mandy leaned forward and put both hands on my chest, ducking her head to look down between our bodies so she could watch my cock sliding up inside her. I twisted my upper body a little to the side so I could see too. It was glorious watching the head of my cock parting her puffy outer labia and lewdly spreading her tender lips wide apart.

Mandy lifted her hips again to pull off my cock a little. Only the head was still inside her. She giggled evilly at the sucking noises. She dropped down and let her cunt swallow my prick an inch at a time. I couldn't help it. I pushed my hips upward to thrust deeper inside her.

"HEY!" she protested. "I was gonna do that!" Then she laughed from the sheer naughtiness of the whole thing.

I subsided, letting my body settle back to the surface of the bed.

"Then you better get to it, " I replied sternly. "Else I'm gonna blow my cum all over your belly and it won't do you any good at all."

She looked up quickly to see if I was upset.

I wasn't, and stuck out my tongue at her to show her.

Sticking out her tongue briefly, she returned her attention to the junction of our sexual organs. In seconds, she was rising and falling slowly on my cock. The sensations were incredible. Last night, for our first sex together, I'd had full control and I'd thought I needed to be excruciatingly slow and gentle.

This morning, with Mandy in charge of the fuck, things were moving much faster and with far greater abandon.

Note to self: Teenage daughters who tell their father about using dildos and vibrators...and then telling him about needing cock...don't need to be treated as fragile china dolls. Lesson learned....

Mandy's vagina was tight around me. Her wet sleeve squeezed and rhythmically massaged my cock. The tempo increased but she soon found there was a limit to what she could do sitting erect to rise and fall up and down on my cock.

"Here, honey, " I coaxed, "kind of lay your chest down on top of me and keep your hips pooched up, okay? You can move easier that way."

It took a little practice and experiment, but shortly her hips were working like a metronome, pistoning her cunt up and down on my cock. I could feel the head of my dick bumping her cervix.

Adjusting the position of her knees, Mandy quickly found the best place for herself to be, the right angle where she could best control her movements and still not allow too great a penetration to slam against tender internal plumbing. After a few moments, we were both panting, rutting in a crazy, straining rhythm until we couldn't hold it any longer.

"Mandy, " I whispered, my throat constricted too much for speech. She looked up at me and nodded without speaking.

Redoubling her efforts, she slammed her body down on mine in a mindless tempo that was as ancient as time. The musky odor of our sex filled the air and the sound of naked skin slapping naked skin was a testament to our nasty incestuous coupling.

I felt my balls constricting, felt the flood rising. I was powerless to control it. The friction increased the tension in me, the heat mounted unbearably.

"ONNNNNNNNNNNNNNGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!"

"GODDDDDDDD, MANDEEEEEEEEEEE!!" I groaned.

I panted hard, trying to stave off the inevitable for a while longer, a minute or two would be...then I was fighting for just one more second.

"AAAGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

I came hard. Hot creamy cum boiled up and squirted through my blood-engorged cock and erupted deep inside my own teenage daughter.

Crazily, my mind kept reminding me this was my daughter for whom I have raised.

Now...she was fucking me hard and quite willingly.

Mandy WANTED me in her cunt. She wanted my sperm inside her vagina.

It increased the taboo pleasure for me tenfold. I thrust deep and shot another gob inside Mandy. I pushed my hips up an inch or two. My body paid no attention to an intellectual determination not to penetrate too deep inside my daughter. I strained and the last upwelling of cum splashed Mandy's cunt walls. I dropped back to the mattress, spent and breathless.

"Don't stop, Daddy, " Mandy gasped. She never stopped; her hips rose and slammed back down to impale herself on my cock again and again. "Daddy...keep going...!"

I wasn't loosing my hard-on. It remained erect and hard as railroad spike for my daughter's pleasure. Breathing hard, I started working my hips up and down a couple of inches with each thrust.

"Cum for me, darling cum on my cock...let me see you cum, Mandy!" I reached awkwardly under her and cupped lemon-sized boobies in my hands and squeezed gently. I rolled pencil eraser-sized nipples between thumb and forefinger and I made my little girl wail.

"DAAAAAAAAAA-DEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!"

"OH, GOD, DAAAAAAAA-DDEEEEEE!!"

She'd been looking in my eyes, alternating with glances down our bodies to watch my cock fuck her. Now her head snapped up and I could see her face. Her eyes were squeezed shut, her mouth twisted in a grimace of ecstasy so intense it was almost pain.

I felt her vagina contract multiple times around my penis in hard, fast waves that milked a final drop or two of cum out of me.

Mandy was panting hard, gasping for air her lungs desperately needed.

Her tummy muscles visibly clinched and relaxed, her hips whipped around in a tight circle a few times before she froze again. Moving a couple of millimeters at a time, she allowed my prick to penetrate slowly again.

"Oh, Daddy, " she whispered raggedly.

"DaddyDaddyDaddyDaddyDaddyDaddyDaddyDaddyyyyyyy." She squealed.

Her locked elbows gave way and she half fell down on my chest, her head thumping on my sternum.

"DAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAADEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!" she screamed

Two more fast thrusts and releases...then she blew out all her breath in a single, loud gasp. She held her breath for a long moment, trembled...and then relaxed bonelessly atop me. Her orgasm was complete.

My daughter lay on me, thoroughly content. Every so often, she would wiggle her hips...just for the fun of it...and part of that fun was hearing her father grunt at the sensations welling up from his groin.

I swept the hair back from her face and strained hard, craning my neck downward to kiss her forehead while she got her breath back. She snuggled tighter and lifted her hands up to caress either side of my head.

"Daddy?" she whispered.

"Hmmmm?" I replied.

"I just thought I'd let you know, Daddy--I'm for sure not sore down there." She giggled mischievously.

"Hungh!" I grunted in return. "I guess you aren't, are you?"

I chuckled. "Well...ya know...we probably should make checks later on in the day...every once in a while, just to make sure, what do yout think?" I said in a mock serious tone.

My daughter, the slut, grinned naughtily at me.

Beside us, Lorrie lifted her head to look blurrily at me and her sister. "There ARE people trying to sleep, ya know!" she said as tartly as a half-asleep other daughter can manage.

My youngest daughter is NOT a morning person and would sleep all the way through to early afternoon if left to her own devices. But we'd already accomplished that. The clock on the far wall showed five minutes after twelve o'clock.

"Sleep?" I asked, putting a mock ominous tone into my voice. "You want to SLEEP?"

"DADDY--NO!" Divining my intent...she knew me pretty well...Lorrie's mind slammed into full-blown escape mode. She tried to roll off the bed to get away.

It didn't work. Before more than a couple of fibers in her leg muscles had time to twitch, I rolled Mandy off me (fortunately my penis was flaccid once more or I might have hurt myself pretty badly) and then all ten of my fingers were on Lorrie's back...her sides...tickling her ribs in a crazy, random pattern as I'd done a thousand times before.

Lorrie shrieked at the top of her lungs and did her best to hump her body closer to the edge of the bed so she could escape by dropping to the floor.

I was having none of that. My cute Lorrie was extraordinarily sensitive and when she was being tickled, her arms and legs would jerk and wave around uncontrollably.

Mandy crawled over me...a thoroughly pleasurable and a distracting experience in and of itself...and captured Lorrie's left foot and began to tickle her sister too. Lorrie collapsed, screaming her almost painful pleasure. I listened, waiting for what I knew was coming.

"DAAAAAAAAAAADDDDDY! MANNNNNNNNNNNNDY!" she wailed. "STOP! PLEEEEEEEEESE! You're gonna make me PEEEEEEEE!"

I stopped and so did Mandy.

Over the years we'd learned she meant exactly what she said. When tickled past a certain threshold, she so lost control of her body and body functions that she would indeed piss all over herself and anyone else in contact with her.❤

Grousing unintelligibly, Lorrie bounced up off the bed and fled to the bathroom at a fast trot. Just stopping the tickling wasn't enough. Even though the tickling had stopped, she had to pee and the need was urgent.

It was a small moment of normality, a link with our former days that I took to heart, and I think my girls did too. We were still the people we used to be, just...MORE!

After fluffing the pillows, Mandy and I lay back and waited for Lorrie's return. A couple of minutes later, I was cuddling both naked teenage juicy delicious daughters in my arms and we were playing sexy little games with each others bodies.

A little while later, Lorrie got her first fuck of the day so she was even again with her sister.

It was nearly one-thirty in the afternoon before we got out of bed and made our way into the spacious, sybaritic shower attached to the master bedroom for a long, luxurious cleansing before we raced to the kitchen.

We were HUNGRY! We knew we had to get some nourishment inside us if we were to fuck all afternoon...and no one was suggesting we were going to do anything BUT suck and fuck ourselves silly.❤❤❤