Chapter Six: Interlude The Third

On the Monday after Mandy returned from her cheerleader trip to Fort Worth, we went shopping for new furniture. You see, it's like this. Lorrie and I found out Saturday that it's really nice to have a large flat surface at or near the level of Daddy's cock as he's standing there.

With a raised surface like that, a short teenage girl can position her cunt near the edge of the table and Daddy can fuck her easily and with more comfort for everyone involved. But it's not always convenient to run to the kitchen or the dining room table for a nice fuck...ruins the atmosphere if you have to do that all the time during the day and night.

We experimented using chairs and living room couches. The level of my crotch can be lowered almost to the right point, we found, if I just dropped on my knees in front of the sofa. So that was an option. But we quickly discovered our deep, over-stuffed furniture items sometimes didn't lend themselves correct positioning of our sexual parts.

Also, it would be a pain in the ass to constantly be shampooing the cushions to remove the stains from cum and cunt juices that inevitably collected on the fabric. So we hit on a solution that seemed to have promise. Coffee tables, occasional tables, whatever you want to call them - sturdy constructs of wood with flat upper surfaces of varying sizes that would support a teenage girl lying flat, or even a Daddy if you found a good piece of furniture.

So we did--find a good 'un, that is. Built of dark, cherry-stained oak, the thing was a good five feet on each of six sides with some two-inch thick inlays of thick, smoky glass in the center. The thing looked like a massive slab of wood carved in one piece from some gargantuan tree trunk. Thick, sturdy legs were inset a foot from the edges to provide a stable platform. The top surface was only sixteen inches or so off the floor. It probably could have supported an elephant's weight, much less a pair of young teenage girls or their Daddy or other men. ..or 'and their Dad'...if it ever got to that. It had been built in seven sections to allow it to be transported but, even so, those parts were damned heavy. It was delivered on Wednesday.

We put it in the 'family room'. This was technically a basement--underground at the front of the house, but the hill sloped so drastically, it was just the first floor of a three-story home in back.

The danged house HAD five-thousand-odd square feet in the two top stories, and there was another twenty-five hundred square feet down in the 'basement' too. We'd briefly explored it when we first moved in, but we hadn't used it for much in the eight months since.

In fact, we used the basement primarily as a thoroughfare from other parts of the house to the back yard. With the purchase of the first big piece of furniture, whose only purpose was a prop for sexual play, we decided we'd convert the basement into a playpen...a nice, big, sex-playroom.

And we obviously needed more "stuff" to fill it up.

So...we bought a big sectional sofa that went into one corner of the room and extended a fair distance along two inside walls. There was a...well...it was what the sales clerk called a 'chaise' but I labeled it a big ol' square ottoman. But what do I know? There was only one 'chaise' that came with the set but we talked them into selling us one from a set that had been returned because one of the sections was broken during delivery.

The massive table was placed equidistant from the two extended parts of the sofa. When we got everything set up, it all reminded me of pictures I'd seen of those old "passion pit sofas" from back in the 70's. You know the ones I mean?

Mandy found a bunch of assorted cushions back at the back of the store and we bought a carload of those too, to scatter around the playpen. A week later, a nicely cushioned 'mattress' top, custom made for the coffee table arrived.

I bought a wall-sized HD flat screen, along with a sound system that would make commercial theater operators green with envy. The thing set me back a BUNCH, but we figured if football stadiums could have flat screens that were sixty yards long, then we could have one the size of a wall. We'd use it for watching videos we took of ourselves, and pornographic tapes too. When we turned it on for the first time, it was like being IN the action instead of just watching it.

When it was delivered, I detailed Mandy and Lorrie to distract the workmen from asking all sorts of questions I didn't want to answer about the sofa and other furniture and stuff. With both my hotties 'dressed' in tight short shorts and halter tops, and barefoot to boot, the team setting it up had all they could do to make sure they didn't damage anything. I laughed myself silly...but managed to keep it all inside.

The girls had a ball too. It was their first Daddy-approved teasing episode and they played their part to the hilt. It made them so horny, we adjourned to my shower when the workmen exited our gated, security-guarded little community, and we partied all evening long.

Then I had a 'surveillance' system installed that covered the whole interior of the house. I explained to the workmen that I'd seen a TV crime show--I actually had--where a guy had such a system and actually taped his own murder in his living room...and I sure wanted my murderer to be caught if it ever happened to me. The explanation put me in the category of 'dumb-ass eccentric guy' instead of 'nasty pervert who likes watching video of his daughters fucking him' classification, which was the point of the whole exercise.

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With a couple of weeks' worth of work, we had a functioning setup ready for some prime, A-Number One adult-teen sex play. I changed the polarization on the windows so that we could see out but anyone looking in saw only a blank sheet of glass and we all stripped down to our birthday suits. We slipped a DVD guaranteeing "one hundred percent, wall to wall amateur sex" into the player and settled back to play our first porno movie in our new play pen.

The video wasn't actually that good but it did give my daughters a number of ideas and we tried some of them out. They quickly discovered some of the positions shown in the porno were okay if your aim is to put some action on a screen, but they weren't very comfortable or even satisfying for the participants when you actually did them.

Last week, Mandy found out by accident how really good doggy-style sex was. She'd noted especially how nice Daddy's cock had felt rubbing against her increasingly sensitive G-spot when she rose just a little from a totally bent-over position. Apparently she also suspected her father might also be turned on by the sight of a well padded posterior. So when a scene popped up showing three or four women in a line being fucked doggy style by several men, Mandy dropped into that position on the shag carpet in front of our new sofa and wiggled her ass at me invitingly.

She was, of course, absolutely correct about how I felt about fucking her in this position and I moved up behind her about half a heartbeat later and proceeded to enjoy myself immensely. Lorrie had to do it after Mandy climaxed..

While I've had a fascination with a female's ass for a long time, I'd actually had anal sex with a woman only three times in my life (only once with my wife, Leslie), and none of the three had been particularly satisfying to me nor, I suspected, my partner. The subject of anal sex came up that night in the playpen because there was the obligatory anal sex scene as one of the vignettes, but the girls didn't think much of the idea--there'd been some screaming and ersatz pain on her face before the woman began to enjoy the anal penetration...a whole two minutes later, of course.

I didn't press the issue and the subject was tabled for future consideration.

Finishing up the evening, Lorrie stretched out on the top of the coffee table...excuse me, it had been renamed by the girls as the 'play table'...to duplicate her experience last Saturday but without the syrup. Mandy recognized in a flash what her sister was doing of course and arranged herself right alongside Lorrie to await her turn. With the two of them side by side, I got to hook a finger inside one happy teenage pussy while I lapped licked at the other.

I alternated pussies, massaging one daughter's pussy with a couple of fingers while I gave my oral attentions to her sister. Then I switched hands, and pussies, to their initial confusion but to their later complete delight. The height of the 'play table' above the floor proved to be quite satisfactory. A cushion under my knees proved necessary after a while, but we'd half-way expected that anyway.

I'd gotten them both off (Lorrie had her first experience with a small G-spot climax) and we were about to conclude our inaugural sex session in the playpen. I was looking to a nice long hot shower and getting some oral attentions from one or the other, or both, girls since I hadn't cum but once earlier in the evening.

I stood looking down at my beautiful, naked young teenage daughters and I thanked the stars once again that I had two sexy daughters who liked having sex with their father. They stretched their arms above their heads languidly, showing every sign of being thoroughly contented, and writhed slowly over the top surface of the play table.

While they were stretching I suddenly had a vision of a half dozen naked teenage girls writhing around on top of the table. Six, I fantasized, could easily fit on it with their heads near the center. That would put their pussies conveniently near each of the six edges with their legs dangling down the sides to brush the carpet below with their pretty little feet. Some of their legs might be too short to reach the carpet though....

Whoa!

I brought myself back to reality. I hadn't any idea where that had come from. Where would those other short teenage girls come from? I shook my head and put the fantasy aside.

While I'd been daydreaming, Mandy had squirmed around on the low table until her head was close to the outside edge. A few more inches of squirming and bhe back of her head was off the edge. Suddenly she was looking at me upside down and grinning at me. She made an 'O' of her lips, opening her mouth wide. Suddenly, I could feel a nearly dormant cock begin to rise.

"Come here, Daddy, " she said. "Poor Daaaaaaddy, " she crooned. "Daddy only got off once tonight."

I dropped to my knees like a poleaxed steer and shuffled closer on my knees closer to Mandy's waiting mouth. When I was close enough, her pink tongue came flicking at my cock head. Reaching above her head, Mandy captured the shaft in both hands and began to slowly masturbate me. Lorrie sat up at Mandy's side so she could see what was going on. Idly, she stroked her sister's lower tummy from her belly button to just above her slit.

Urging me closer, Mandy slid my foreskin back and began to lap at my helmet shaped glans, slathering the whole thing with her saliva. Positioned as she was, she couldn't tongue the frenulum, that sensitive little spot on the underside of my cock where the head joined the shaft. With my cock in her mouth 'upside down' it was physically impossible. She compensated by resting my cock head on her nose as a change of pace from sucking and licking industriously at the underside.

Lorrie began to seriously stimulate Mandy's clitoris, teasing the prepuce until she could find the little swollen nubbin of a clit hiding behind. I'd never seen her do this, though the girls had told me they'd experimented a little with girl on girl sex before beginning with me. With one hand, Lorrie gently pushed the hood down to expose the tip of Mandy's clit and was slowly rubbing it with a finger made slick in Mandy's own cunt juices. Bending over, Lorrie began to bestow sister-lover kisses to Mandy's sex. Mandy's hips began humping up to meet her sister's mouth.

My cock was back in Mandy's mouth and she was trying to move her head over it in a bobbing motion. It was virtually impossible to keep that up for long without exhausting the girl.

"Mandy, honey, " I said.

"Mmmmmmmm?" she responded. Her mouth was too full to talk properly.

"Sweetheart, you can't do that with you laying down like that, " I told her. "How about if I move myself in and out of your mouth?"

I held my breath while she considered it. She let my cock slide out of her mouth, sucking at it all the while. When my cock came out, so a loud, vulgar slurp announced its return to the view of mankind. A slimy mixture of spit and pre-cum dribbled obscenely from the side of her mouth and slid past her cheek bone and into the hair over her temple. The sight was so nasty, my cock jumped in my daughter's hands though I'm not sure she knew why. While she absent mindedly dabbed at the nasty gunk with a finger, Mandy raised her head to watch Lorrie lick her cunt.

"Okay, Daddy, " Mandy said, dropping her head back down below the edge of the table. "Go slow--okay?" she asked.

"You bet, " I answered. Without wasting time, Mandy popped my cock back between her lips and felt down its length until she had a fist gripped around the shaft about the distance she thought she could take my cock inside her mouth. Looking up at me, she smiled, as much as she could with my penis in the way. I could see the sparkle in her eye though. Mandy was turning out to be an enthusiastic cock sucker. I was SUCH a lucky father.

I pressed forward slowly, watching my cock disappear inside Mandy's hot, wet mouth. There wasn't the usual friction between the underside of my cock and rasping tongue that I thoroughly loved...but I was sure I could get off this way. The sight of my sexy horny daughter opening her mouth wide to take the head of my cock inside was almost enough all by it self. When the glans passed her teeth, she closed her mouth slightly and fastened her lips all around the shaft. Reaching her other hand back to grab my left ass cheek, she urged me forward and deeper.

I leaned forward a little, watching carefully to see that I didn't shove too much more of my dick inside her. Mandy was lying flat, with her arms stretched 'above' her head and one hand was cupping my butt cheek. This made her chest appear to be nearly flat, almost as if she was a five year old again.

It didn't stop me. Moistening a finger in the sticky pre-cum/saliva mixture in her hair, I made a circle around the tiny, but erect nipple and then ran the tip of my finger over the nipple several times. I repeated the process with her left breast and was rewarded with a little shiver of pleasure.

My cock sank deeper in Mandy's mouth. I could feel her tongue working around the top and sides of my cock but she couldn't do much with the underside. I could feel something there now though. The head of my cock had just touched the back of my daughter's mouth and into her throat.

I shivered with the sheer bliss of having my penis so deep in her mouth. She'd managed this much giving me head previously, but we hadn't tried to go too much farther. The gag reflex came in to play...at least, it always had before. But her hand on my ass was still urging me forward. So I slide in another millimeter or two, and then another.

Mandy's hand clinched tight on my butt. She wanted me to stop, but she surprised me when her fingernails began digging in on a part of my anatomy that hadn't felt pain since Mom spanked me for the last time. It almost caused me to thrust forward rather than pull out.❤

I eased back and then forward very slowly again. A few more attempts butting against the constriction in her throat and I was suddenly moving deeper again. With her head thrown back off the edge of the table, her throat was more nearly a straight tunnel and Mandy was able to get more of me in. Her throat was a warm, velvety channel made wonderfully slick with her own saliva and drooling pre-cum from me.

I pressed forward another small increment. My glans was now partially down her throat. I could tell from the pressure all around the head of the cock, particularly the rubbing of the underside against something firm but very slippery. I pushed deeper, watching her eyes closely so as to catch the first sign of discomfort and panic but Mandy looked back at me calmly.

I probed a little deeper into her mouth. The entire helmet-shaped head of my cock was past her molars now. I'd never had my dick so far inside her mouth before. And still she urged me on with trusting looks in her eyes and a hand pulling my ass-cheeks forward.

Mandy had slid her hand further down and pulled back fingers until only two fingers remained on the shaft of my cock. And here she stopped me for the second time. I remained motionless for a long moment, savoring the nasty, totally indecent view of my prick invading my daughter’s mouth so deeply as well as the physical pleasure of her throat muscles massaging me. I pulled back an inch or so and pushed back in slowly. I stopped where I had been before and slid back. I built up a slow rhythm, thrusting my cock inside Mandy's mouth and bringing it back. I was fucking my daughter’s mouth! This was obscene, indecent - absolutely the nastiest thing I'd done with either daughter to date. And I loved it.

I withdrew entirely from Mandy's mouth, clamping thumb and forefinger on the place where Mandy's lips had circled my cock when I was deepest inside her throat. I leaned back six or seven inches so she could focus her eyes on what I had to show her.

"Hey, darling , " I said, letting the delight show in my voice. "Look how much you're taking it. I think, sweetheart, we can officially say that you are deep-throating your father. And doing one hell of a good job too." Mandy craned her neck to check the distance up the shaft of my cock and blinked. She hadn't been fully aware of how well she was doing. She grinned up at me, proud of her achievement.

"Lemme see, lemme see, " Lorrie demanded. She left off giving oral and manual ministrations to Mandy's cunt and sat up. I held up my cock and waved it in the air, showing the depth. Lorrie was impressed. "Wow, Mandy, you're really doing good, ' she said enviously. I knew the next time Lorrie wanted to 'practice' deep-throating (as my girls put it), she would redouble her efforts. Mandy took my cock in her hand, pausing before reinserting it in her mouth.

"I think I can get it all the way down this time, Daddy, " she said confidently. Her eyes widened in excitement. She popped my cock back between her lips and reached for both my ass cheeks this time, disdaining a safety net that would prevent her father from shoving his cock too deep down her throat. She pulled me in. I could see and feel her tongue energetically working on my glans as it pushed deeper. When the glans was too deep, Mandy transferred her attentions to the shaft as long as she could. Mandy adjusted her position slightly, straightening her neck and throat for my assault. I pushed deeper slowly while the cum began to boil in my scrotum.❤

Plowing forward slowly in and out, I carefully slipped farther and farther down Mandy's slick throat, savoring every new feeling of tightness, every new clasping sensation as she worked her throat muscles. And being able to stare her in the eyes as I fucked her mouth, watching her tongue bulge her cheeks as she slathered my cock with her spit and sensuous caresses. I was in seventh heaven.

My ball sac was slapping Mandy's forehead and nose while I fucked her mouth with a my cock. Just the thought of what I was doing...the sensations welling up from my cock...the knowledge this was all so incredibly taboo combined into something incredible. I felt my balls contracting. My sac tightened, preparing to send a load of semen up those tubes deep inside my groin.

Mandy held me in place when I reached the point where we'd stopped before. I could see there was barely an inch and a quarter of my cock still outside her lips. Carefully, still breathing easily through her nose, she pulled me a little deeper. The thought raced through my mind that this was my very own daughter helping me fuck her throat. I shuddered. I couldn't hold off an orgasm much longer. Assaulted by incredibly erotic sights and unbelievable sensations swelling up from my cock, I was going to cum in just seconds.

And then Mandy swallowed. It wasn't a big swallow, just a gentle, temporary widening of her throat but it opened it up just enough for the remainder of my cock to plunge the rest of the way down.

Instantly, the cum boiled out of my balls. I could feel it rising, hot as fire as it flowed through constricted vessels. Surprised, I could do nothing to hold off my orgasm. I bucked my hips forward a little, though I tried hard not to - and then the hot cum was gushing through my penis and spurting down my daughter's throat. I rammed my prick deeper. I gripped her head in my hands and held it in place while I humped her face slowly back and forth, pumping hot, incestuous semen down my daughter's throat.

For a long moment my body was locked in place. I was frozen in a hunched-over position while the last of my cum splashed down my daughter’s throat. My body moved only in tiny jerks as I ejaculated inside my slut daughter's painted red lips.

I sighed loudly, the air whooshing out of my lungs. I settled back on my haunches. The movement pulled my cock an inch at a time back out of my daughter's mouth. The obscene view of my cock, slick with spit as it withdrew, was almost enough to set me off again, but there was no more semen in my balls.

My cock plopped out of her mouth, dribbling fluid on her lips and cheeks in an obscene display of the after effects of a hard fucking. There was silence for a long moment.

"Well, that sucks!" Mandy said disgustedly. She'd done everything so willingly, so wantonly, that I was shocked by her words. Disappointment followed close on the heels of the shock. I was guessing she'd never want to try deep-throating me ever again.

"Huh?" Lorrie had sat up and was demanding to know what the problem was. It had occurred to her that Mandy was making a complaint about Lorrie's prowess at delivering oral attentions to Mandy's clit. That wasn't it at all.

"When you cum deep down in my throat, I can't taste your creamy stuff at all, Daddy, " Mandy explained indignantly. "And that's half the fun of having you in my mouth, " she pouted.

Relieved, I chuckled gently.

"Yeah, that's what happens, " I said slowly. "Okay, lesson learned, you can do the deep-throating thing early on, but when I get close to cumming, I should pull out so I can get off in your mouth?" She thought about it for a brief moment and nodded. I returned her nod to seal the agreement. Then I sighed again.

"But it sure felt good pouring out of me that far down your throat, " I commented. The word 'sure' had considerable heartfelt emphasis put on it. I made certain there was no shade of regret in my voice. Mandy looked at me under her eyelids for a bit while she wiped excess fluids off her face.

"Yeah, I could tell how much you liked shoving your prick in my moist, widdle mouth, " she said mischievously. I grinned down at her.

"Daddy, you are a perverted, dirty, nasty ol' man, you know it?" Mandy asked, continuing the play. She was shaking a finger at me, pretending to scold me. She twisted sideways and rolled off the table onto the floor beside me.

"It's just a good thing that we love you, " she concluded, throwing her arms around my neck and kissing me. Tiredly, I wiped a final palmful of saliva and pre-cum off her face and returned her kiss, planting a loud one on her pink lips.

"Yeah, I'm darn lucky to have two sweet teenage daughters who love me, " I said, wrapping my arm around her slim body and hugging her to my overheated and sweaty body. Lorrie was suddenly on my other side and I included her in the hug. I hugged, they hugged, we all hugged. A trio of sweaty, cum streaked (theirs and mine), naked family members. We held that unintentional pose for a long moment. Then I gently smacked each girl's juicy butt.

"Let's get this place cleaned up and go get a shower, " I suggested. Neither girl objected and we got to work on a quick cleanup. It took no time at all. Running a wet, hot washcloth over the play table...I was getting used to the new label for the massive coffee table...only took moments and straightening up the rest of the room was equally fast. In a short time, we were climbing the tight spiral staircase in the corner of the room that led to the upstairs hallway. The exit up there was only a few steps from the hall entrance into my bathroom and our spacious shower room.

I was admiring two pairs of exquisitely rounded buns as they went up the stairs in front of me. They were moving faster than tired old Dad could manage but I could hear what they were saying to each other.

"What'd it feel like?" Lorrie asked her sister conversationally.

"Well, Daddy's pretty big, " Mandy replied. "So it felt like a big old slickery baseball bat was being shoved way down inside my mouth at first. Then I kinda figured out how to relax my muscles and then it was okay." She paused. "But his hairy ol' balls get in your nose and bump against your eyes and you have to move 'em out of the way so you can breathe. But that's the only problems, " she concluded.

"Uh, " grunted her sister, absorbing the information. "What was that thing you did right there at the last?" Lorrie asked.

"Oh, " said Mandy, "I decided to see if I could swallow the head of his cock, you know? It's bigger than anything else and I thought if I could swallow it down like a big piece of meat, then I could get all of him down there. It worked, but it was hard 'cause I had to keep my teeth from closing and biting him. He wouldn't have liked that." The last was delivered looking over her shoulder back at me.

"I HEARD THAT!" I called to her. "And I'd have been out of action for a month if you'd bitten me, you know that?" They ignored me, of course.

"Will you show me how to do it?" Lorrie demanded.

"Sure, " Mandy replied. "Once you figure out which muscles to use, it's easy."

I shook my head in disbelief. It hadn't been that long since my daughters and I had begun exploring a sexual relationship. Now, a couple months and a bit more into it, they'd completely adjusted to fucking and sucking their father and each other. They were so fully adapted to our new life, they were calmly, matter-of-factly, discussing methodologies of getting their father's cock deep in their throats.

"I liked what you were doing to me down there, " Mandy said, complimenting her sister. "Maybe I can do that to you when you deep throat Daddy?" she offered.

I grinned to myself. Daddy's little sluts were showing every sign of pressing ahead with more exploration into their sexuality. Since my cock was showing signs of reviving just from watching two naked preteen butts, wiggling happily from side to side as they climbed the stairs ahead of me...well...I figured I'd be right there with them throughout the exploring.❤❤❤