Thanks, Dad! Ch. 05

Six weeks was too fucking long.
While I became familiar with Ella over those agonizing weeks, Sophie became clued in on my knowledge of her secret. It upset her. It was her private, little desire to which only Ella was privy. Ella's job was to get me to want sex with my daughter without me finding out my daughter wanted to have sex with me. It was only because of my knowledge of Sophie's secret I was even entertaining the idea.
Ella and I went to get Sophie early Wednesday morning since she had no classes in the afternoon. Tristan and Rachel, who would pick her up and bring her home on holidays under normal circumstances, wouldn't be home until Friday themselves.
The drive was quiet. Both girls sat squished into corners of the backseat, far away from each other, while I drove. Both girls should have been talking and carrying on about what the other did in their prolonged absence from each other. I hated the pursed lips and crossed arms I saw from my daughter. The upturned brows and slightly parted lips on Ella's face as she glanced at her best friend also bothered me.
Halfway home I pulled over and turned to them. "How about we go somewhere else tonight? We can get back early Friday and still get home before Tristan and Rachel," I said.
"What do you mean?" Sophie asked.
"I mean, we stop off somewhere that has a nice restaurant and some stores, I rent two hotel rooms for us and we spend some time together where no one needs to know you two are my daughters."
Ella stayed quiet, looking to Sophie for direction, as usual. "Tell me now if this is what you want because it's the only chance I'm giving you, Soph."
Sophie's eyes were wide open, "You mean it, Dad?"
"Only if you do. I'm willing to do this for you if it's something you want. Otherwise? We forget it was ever brought up and nothing changes between the three of us."
"Okay."
"Not good enough, Sophie. If you want this you'll say it."
"Really, Dad?" Her cheeks flushed and her gaze broke from mine.
"Really."
"I want to spend the night with you and Ella," she said in a soft mumble.
I smiled, "Spend the night?"
She rolled her eyes and I wagged my finger at the forbidden gesture, "Fuck you, Dad. I want to fuck you with Ella. Happy?"
"I am. If you can't say what you want, how am I supposed to believe it's what you want, Sophie? Your words, your wants coming from your mouth and not passed through Ella is important to me."
Sophie had a sheepish grin on her face as she looked to the floorboard and I pulled back out onto the highway. There was a town less than an hour away and I knew three things about it. One, they had everything I wanted right in town. Two, the last time I came through was when I was avoiding being alone with the girls. And three, it was far enough out of the way to ensure we were unlikely to run into anyone we knew.
The girls began whispered chatter from the backseat, and I had to work extra hard to keep my mind on the road. I wanted to get lost in fantasies of them prepping themselves with kisses and slender, gentle fingers on the other's skin. It took us about forty-five minutes to get to the town.
As I got out of the car to go see about room availability, Sophie grabbed my hand, "We don't need two rooms."
"This hotel has adjoining rooms, Sophie. Two rooms will give us more privacy as the bathrooms go between rooms."
She tilted her head.
My knowledge of the hotel might've piqued her curiosity. I was able to get two rooms sharing a bathroom on the upper floor and the old woman behind the desk handed me two keys. It was still early in the day, not yet late afternoon. So, I brought the girls in.
The clerk scowled as she watched me put my arms around their waists.
I led my girls to the rooms and we went in to check things out. They weren't luxurious rooms, but they were nice with an old charm to them. Both rooms had chenille fringed bedspreads, floral-printed wallpaper, a heavy armoire in the corner and a cedar chest at the foot of the heavy wooden beds. Each room had a single king-sized bed in it. A free-standing mirror stood to one side.
The rooms sat on either side of a central bathroom. In the center of which sat a large claw-foot tub with a handheld showerhead resting on two hooks above the faucet. It looked like the handset of a rotary telephone. The antique charm of the rooms added this forbidden feel of intending to fuck my daughters at their grandmother's house.
The girls were giddy and it took all I had to not pull them both to the bed with me right then and there. But, no, I didn't want this to be a rushed fuck. These were my daughters.
I've heard people say time and again that a girl's father is the man who sets her standards on what is acceptable in their partners. If there's any truth to it, it's my job to set the standard as high as possible.
Though it didn't help when, after exploring around the two adjoining rooms, Ella came back and pulled me into a longing sincan escort and needy kiss, which I readily returned as I rubbed my hand down her back.
Sophie looked away from us with an awkward blush on her cheeks. I noticed as I pulled my lips from Ella's with a smile. I sighed and walked over to my daughter.
My legs weakened at the prospect of what I was about to do. "Soph..." I put my palm on her cheek and turned her face toward me, "May I kiss you?"
The flush on her cheeks was almost crimson and her body temperature rose against my palm, "Please, Daddy?"
I leaned down to my daughter. My lips connected with hers in a gentle motion. I waited a moment before my hand slid behind her neck and her lips allowed my tongue to part them.
Her hand moved to my arm and she squeezed it as her tongue tangled with mine.
Honeysuckle lingered in her hair, her shampoo was such a familiar and comforting scent. The invasion of it filling my nose as I kissed her almost made me lightheaded. Though the lightheadedness could've resulted from the sudden rush of blood from my head to my dick as the sensual taste and soft wetness of my daughter's mouth enveloped my senses. I kissed her for much longer than my first kiss with Ella.
I didn't let go even after I pulled my lips from hers. My forehead pressed to hers, eyes still closed, and we both let out a desperate sigh in need of more. My fingers rubbed the back of her neck and into her hair before my palm moved around to cup her cheek.
She leaned into my hand and I opened my eyes to look at her. My thumb ran over her lower lip and she smiled as her eyes locked on mine, "Thank you, Daddy," she whispered.
I returned her smile, "The first of many, Soph. Now, let me get the presents I have for both of you in the car." I pulled myself away from my daughter and left the room.
My knees nearly gave out as soon as I was out of view of the girls. Leaning back against the wall around the corner, I took a minute to catch my breath. The swelling pushing at my pants was torture, but I wasn't going to fuck this up and rush things.
The trunk of the car held four boxes and two small bags bearing Ella and Sophie's names. There was another set for both Rachel and Tristan, but theirs would be gifts given at home, per tradition. There was also a garment bag and overnight bag I packed, in case I worked up the nerve to attempt what I thought was impossible.
I brought the boxes, garment bag, and overnight bag into one of the rooms and found it empty. The boxes were neatly stacked on the bed with the bag sitting on top.
Venturing forth, I went through the bathroom and into the other room, where I saw Sophie and Ella kissing. A smile crossed my lips and I watched the girls for a moment. Sophie lifted Ella's skirt as Ella unbuttoned my daughter's shirt, revealing the soft mounds of Sophie's cleavage. I opened the door further and cleared my throat.
Both girls pulled away from each other and adjusted their clothing, "I was only gone for a few minutes, girls," I teased.
Ella's cheeks held a soft pink blush. Sophie's cheeks were a little redder.
A quick smile from me diffused some of their embarrassment and they came over to me, where I put my hands on their lower backs and guided them into the other room. Each girl turned to me with a big smile after seeing the boxes with pretty ribbons and wrappings sitting there.
They started to run for it but I curled my arms around their backs and grasped them, holding them to me. "First," I said as I rubbed my hands over each girl's side, "I need to make reservations for the restaurant for tonight. What time do you want me to try and get?"
The girls turned and seemed to contemplate it.
Sophie spoke up, "Nine?"
Ella nodded.
I released the girls and sat in a nearby chair, pulling out my phone to call and make the reservation as I watched my daughters open their gifts.
Ella went for the biggest box first, Sophie went for the bag.
Untying the pale pink ribbon wrapped over opposite corners and into a bow on the upper, Ella opened her box to uncover a similar pale pink tissue paper. Unfolding the paper uncovered a beautiful cranberry-colored A-line dress with a black belt affixed to the waist. She lay the dress across the bed and moved onto the bag, after catching a glimpse of Sophie's gift.
Sophie, meanwhile, messily pulled the tissue from the bag to uncover a few small boxes within. A pair of diamond and white gold earrings with drop pearls sat contrasted against a solid black velvet backing. The next box uncovered a matching necklace with a drop pearl at the base of a V-shaped fixed setting with small diamonds which lay along the collar bone. The final box was a white gold bracelet with five pearls evenly spaced across the dainty chain and a single diamond at the top center.
Ella's bag uncovered the same jewelry set as Sophie's.
Sophie's box, upon seeing Ella's beautiful dress, sincan escort bayan became a casualty of my daughter's impatience with surprises. Her dress was the same cranberry shade as Ella's, but her design was different. It was a princess-cut bodice with draped sleeves and a long skirt with a slit up one side. I couldn't wait to see the dress on my daughter as I knew her breasts would be a snug fit in the measurements I gave.
The last box for each girl was two boxes inside of one larger box. On the left was an unassuming box holding a pair of shoes. Black suede stiletto ankle boots for Ella, and strappy black high heels for Sophie. On the right was a separate small box. The girls got into them at the same time, roughly. They each pulled a black lace bra and thong set out along with black thigh-highs and a matching silk garter belt.
I sat back in the chair as they both looked at me, "Well, how did I do, girls?"
"They're beautiful, Daddy," Sophie gushed.
Ella nodded, "They are. Are we wearing them to dinner?"
"You are," I said.
"And what are we doing until dinner?" Sophie asked before biting her lower lip and arching her eyebrow.
I got out of the chair and walked over to the bed, gathering their gifts and hanging them so they didn't get wrinkled or ruined. Then, I turned back to the girls and said, "How about we sit together and watch a movie?"
"What movie?" Ella asked.
I grabbed the remote control and flipped to the pay-per-view movie section. "A movie to see how comfortable we can be with each other before we attempt anything?"
"Porn?" Sophie asked.
It was my turn to blush, "Yes, Sophie, porn."
I scanned through the options and settled on a video of an older man with two younger women.
The girls and I climbed on the bed with me sitting between them. They each had a hand on my chest and curled up to me as I wrapped my arms behind their backs and rested my hands on their hips. The video was lacking in story, but the girls watched with intense interest as the man began to undress each girl.
It devolved into a mindless fuck fest from there and I tensed as my dick hardened again. The lack of relief from the hard-on I'd ignored before made the second one a little painful. A shift in my position made Sophie glance at me, "Daddy?"
"Yeah, Soph?" I asked, trying to not let on that I was in desperate need.
"This movie is dumb... Can we do something else instead?"
I turned the TV off and looked at her, "What do you want to do, Sophie?"
She lifted her head and connected her lips with mine. My hand on Ella's hip tightened as my daughter drew out a groan from deep within me. Her moan was soft as she lifted higher.
Ella moved and my hand tightened on her inner thigh, holding her still.
Sophie pulled her lips from mine as her eyes looked into my own, "Daddy?"
I said nothing as I looked at her, my brow furrowed as Ella unzipped my pants. "I know you want to make a real show of this..."
The warm wetness of Ella's lips on my cock was too much as I looked into my daughter's needy eyes.
Ella pulled her mouth from me and grabbed Sophie's jaw, turning her away from my gaze. I watched as Ella's tongue pushed a thick wad of my sperm from her mouth and into my daughter's.
What happened to my big plan of showing my girls a wonderful date before fucking them?
I don't know.
Something about their kiss set me off and I soon found myself pulling at my daughter's clothing. Her top slid from her shoulders with ease and her tank top became a hassle only when Ella had to pull her mouth from her sister's. While they were apart, I grabbed Ella's top and pulled it off as well.
Sophie's voluminous breasts hid behind a sheer white bra, her pink nipples showed through. Ella's breasts stood on full display, no bra. As Sophie's mouth closed over the tender flesh of her sister's breast, I reached behind my daughter and deftly unhooked her bra. Her tits were heavy in my hands as I brought my lips to the sensitive dark pink and prominent nipples which sat down-turned on the swell of her breast.
Sophie pulled away from Ella's body and whimpered, "Daddy..."
Any sense of reason that would've been front and center in my brain disappeared with her sensual utterance. My hands slid over Sophie's waist and unfastened her jeans as her sister helped me get them off of her. Her white g-string lay in the way of my prize.
A quick tug pulled the thin material away from her and my daughter lay exposed in front of me. My eyes lifted to her face, her eyes were half-closed and the corner of her lower lip caught beneath her teeth.
"Show me your pussy, baby," an almost guttural tenor to my voice as I watched my daughter bend her knees and put her feet flat on the bed, spreading her legs for me. My fingers slid between her pussy lips parting her to me as I examined her much like I had her sister weeks before. Her anatomy glistened in want, escort sincan her clit a firm pink protrusion, perfectly shaped for my tongue to curl over it.
As I demonstrated how my tongue fit her anatomy, her hips lifted and her voice caught in a gasp. The taste of my daughter sent my head spinning as I flicked the tip of my tongue across the sensitive tip of her clit. Sophie's hands went into my hair and pulled me tighter to her. I should've resisted and made her wait until later, after dinner, after our proper date.
But the promise of my daughter's pussy contracting on my tongue urged it lower as I penetrated her with a deep lick as my thumb rubbed her sensitive clit until she whimpered, "Yes, Daddy..."
I lost my sense of control, kissing my way back up my daughter's soft body, biting her nipples before moving higher. My lips closed on her neck as my fingers penetrated her pussy. She rocked her hips toward my hand and I looked at Ella, who was watching with intense interest. "Ella, baby, in my bag are condoms, get them for me please?"
My fingers moved hard and fast into Sophie, applying repeated tapping pressure against the front of her vaginal wall. Her legs spread further and her hips lifted as I bit and kissed her neck as I whispered, "That's it baby, cum for Daddy."
Sophie let out a whimper and her hips bucked downward as her thighs tensed and stomach stretched. I glanced at Ella, who was still searching through the bag. Sophie's pussy contracted on my fingers and I couldn't wait. I grabbed my daughter's leg and lifted it as I pushed hard and deep into her virgin body.
She gasped and lifted to me and I groaned, pushing her back into the bed. My ass clenched as I thrust. Her contractions pulsed on my cock and her back arched, "God, you're beautiful Soph..."
My lips closed over hers and her fingers grasped onto my waist as I thrust harder against her. The curl of her fingernails into my lower back sent me deeper inside of her. Tears flowed over her cheeks and she whispered, "Harder, Daddy, please?"
How could I not oblige the desperate plea of my horny daughter?
I grasped her hips and pulled her lower body up to me, pushing myself deeper and harder into her body, her tits bouncing with the impact of my hips against hers. The rocking of her hips encouraged me to move faster. Every aching part of my body wanted me to cum deep inside of her. Each thrust into her body stimulated her clit with the friction of my pelvis against hers and her thighs squeezed my hips.
Sophie's pussy pulsed and contracted again with the slightest whimpering gasp as her fingernails dug deeper into me, holding me inside of her. I tried to pull back and she held still. The slightest hint of reason filtered back into my head and I forced myself to pull out of her as her fingernails raked across my back and over my waist. My cock twitched and coated her mound and clit in my cum. I was afraid I'd made her bleed, but there were no signs of it as I looked at her reddened pussy.
The erection faded from me as I glanced at Ella, who had a condom in her hand a little too late.
I grabbed Ella's jaw and pulled her over into a kiss as I worked her skirt up and over her hips. Pulling her panties to her knees as I guided her to kneel with her mouth at Sophie's cum-coated pussy, I uncovered Ella's tight cunt. My fingers parted her pussy lips and thick strings of her fluids drooled down and over her clit. Sophie moaned and I looked between the two girls. Ella's tongue began cleaning her of the mess I'd made.
I knelt behind Ella, stroking my cock as I watched her pleasing my daughter. It took effort on my part, but with a hard dick in hand, I spread Ella's pussy and guided myself into her, much more gently than I'd been with Sophie. I didn't want either of them to bleed and I knew it'd be a harder task with Ella as she'd never had more than a finger in her.
She was like a vice surrounding my dick and I groaned. "Sophie? Do Daddy a favor, turn around and lie under Sophie, lick her clit to relax her a little?"
I watched my daughter follow my directions, but her tongue drifted over to my cock, making me shiver and push a little harder into Ella, who whimpered. Ella relaxed as Sophie kissed and licked her clit, leaving her legs spread for Ella to reciprocate, which she did. My movements with Ella were slower than they'd been with Sophie. A necessity as it took a while to get my entire dick inside her.
Sophie's body had the exact right amount of cling and pressure on my cock. The pressure of Ella's cunt on my dick was bordering painful for me, so I imagine it was painful for her, though she gave no indication of it as she pushed her body back onto my dick.
I leaned over Ella's back, putting my lips against her ear as one hand held me up and the other grasped her hip, pulling her petite body back to me, "I can stop if you'd like, El."
She turned her head to me, tears in her eyes, "I'm okay, Dad," she insisted as she pushed herself back against my forward thrust.
"Would it be easier with you on my lap?"
She nodded and I pulled out of her.
Our adjustment prompted Sophie to pull my dick into her mouth, licking and sucking on the head before I groaned and pulled away from her. "That's not fair, Soph," a slight laugh escaped me as my daughter smiled.