Just Tina

I had a quick look around the place to see who else was home, and found that Caitlyn and Joey were both out. Tina was home, but she was immediately sulky when she saw me at her bedroom door.

I sighed. “I’m sorry, sweetie,” I said, and sat down on her bed beside her despite her huffiness. “We wound up spending the night over the Fishers’ place. I know I broke my promise to fuck you last night, but I do plan to make it up to you.”

That got my youngest daughter curious. She turned to look at me over her shoulder. “How?” Tina asked.

I smiled, and put my hands on her shoulders, caressing them gently. “Your mom just left,” I said. “We’re going to forget the rules, and I’m going to spend all morning making love to you, baby,” I promised.

Tina’s face lit up and she beamed at me. “Really, Daddy? You mean it?” she asked, as if it sounded too good to be true.

Instead of replying, I used a finger to turn her chin towards me and planted a long, soft, tender kiss on my daughter’s lips, which she returned hungrily. I soon had both her clothes and mine off, and my kissed started roaming down to Tina’s neck, her small, soft breasts, and finally the sweet, slick cleft between her legs.

I managed to get Tina to come once on my tongue before I even entered her, then twice more with my cock buried deep inside her while we kissed passionately before I finally filled her tight, hot snatch with my cum.

“Oh, thank you, Daddy. Thank you so much! I love you!” Tina gushed adoringly in between quick kisses as we cuddled together afterwards.

“I love you, too, sweetie,” I told my daughter fondly, stroking her soft blond hair and caressing her cheek tenderly. “I’ve missed this. I promise: no more ‘rules.’ I don’t care what your mother says; from now on, you and I are going to make love all the time, just like the old days.”

“Oh, Daddy!” Tina cried lovingly, and threw her arms around my neck for a fierce hug.

“But, ah … that doesn’t mean you have to tell your mom when we’ve been fucking,” I remarked lightly, which made my daughter giggle.

After Tina went into her bathroom to shower, I went downstairs to get a cool drink from the fridge. I needed a shower myself, but at the moment my thirst felt like a more pressing need than washing off the slick fluids coating my crotch.

While I was still sipping my glass of water, Caitlyn came in through the front door. When I saw my eldest daughter, I burst out laughing. Even more so than two nights previously, Caitlyn was absolutely plastered from head to toe in dripping cum. Her top was missing, and her already-tiny miniskirt had contracted and stiffened with so much absorbed cum, leaving it covering even less of her than it had the night before.

“Don’t laugh,” my daughter chided me, but she was smirking.

“You couldn’t even find a shower someplace?” I asked, bemused.

Caitlyn sighed. “I tried, but the boys were using both of them, and when I went in, they just fucked me some more. I decided it would be easier just to come home,” she explained. “But half of this isn’t even from the guys at Derek’s place! I walked home, and with cum all over me, in just this skirt, every guy I passed wanted to fuck me, or at least get a blowjob. And you know me: I hate to say ‘no’ if a guy asks nicely.”

I resumed laughing out loud at my daughter’s raunchy story, glad Liz wasn’t home to glare disapprovingly at either of us.

“C’mon, Daddy, don’t laugh!” Caitlyn protested petulantly.

“I’m sorry, sweetheart,” I chuckled. “Actually, you look great,” I assured her. “Very sexy.”

Caitlyn snorted. “You don’t have to make fun of me, too,” she pouted.

“No, I mean it!” I assured her. “I’m not surprised every guy you met wanted to fuck you. All covered in cum like that, it’s enough to give a guy an instant hard-on.”

“Really?” Caitlyn asked, and looked curiously at my dick.

Sure enough, it was rising up a bit.

My daughter pursed her lips thoughtfully. “Okay, well … if you really mean that … thanks. Want me to suck it for you?” she offered.

“Sure,” I agreed gladly, reveling in the freedom of not having my disapproving wife around to glare. I sat on one of the kitchen stools. “Go for it, sweetheart,” I said, holding out my cock for her.

Caitlyn strutted over, doing her best not to drip too much cum on the floor, and crouched down in front of me to slurp my dick into her mouth.

After a few minutes, once my daughter had my prick completely hard, I decided I wanted more than just a blowjob, so I bent her over a chair instead and thrust my cock into her pussy from behind. I gave her cum-covered ass a playful swat, then left my hand there to knead and caress the soft, pert flesh of my daughter’s butt while I fucked her.

Tina finished her shower and came downstairs to find me, and frowned with displeasure when she saw me fucking her sister in the kitchen, obviously feeling jealous.

“Come over here and give me a kiss, sweetie,” I entreated her, appeasing her jealousy with the request.

Tina’s shower turned out to have been a waste, because before long both she and I were nearly as coated with cum as her sister as our threesome became more and more active. After I came on both girls’ upturned faces, we all took extended showers by ourselves to fully clean up.

Tina left the house afterwards to meet her friend Sara, while Caitlyn holed up in her room texting with friends. I decided to go relax by the pool, and was still out relaxing in the sun when I heard the door behind me open.