“No more.” She pulled me back by my hair. “Oh god, please…”
I rested my cheek against her thigh, kissing her there, feeling the tremble in the muscle. Mr. Nolan’s breathing had changed, I was sure of it. I knew he was awake and had heard us. Without thinking, just acting on what I wanted, I slid my hand over and touched his bare leg, moving my hand between his thighs and feeling his hand wrapped around his shaft.
He didn’t say anything, but I felt him shift away slightly. I rubbed my thumb over the tip, feeling pre-cum there, rubbing it into the soft flesh, making the head of his cock wet. His body stiffened as Erica shifted, murmuring something I couldn’t quite hear.
“Were you thinking about your dad?” I whispered to her in the dark, kissing my way over her thigh.
“Oh god,” she murmured. “Leah, I know… but I couldn’t help it. Hearing you guys earlier… I kept imagining… what it would be like…”
“What it would be like?” I eased over her body, toward his. I could feel his panic, but he didn’t move. “To what? Suck him? Be fucked by him?” His cock was in my mouth, and the hands in my hair were pushing me away, but I latched on tight, taking him all the way into my throat before coming back up on him.
“Both,” Erica murmured. “Everything… Leah… are you…?”
“Come here.” I reached my hand out and found hers, tugging her toward me.
“Girls,” his voice was thick with sleep, or lust, I wasn’t sure which. I wondered how long he had been awake. His cock was thick and swollen, his pre-cum flowing freely, and I thought he must have been touching himself for a while.
“Girls, no…”
“Daddy?” Erica felt her way toward me in the darkness, settling herself next to me between his thighs.
“Oh god,” he groaned, and I could hear the pain in his voice. “Erica… please…”
“Think you can tell the difference between us?” I smiled in the dark, licking the tip of his cock and pressing my hand to the back of Erica’s head, leading her toward it.
“Leah!” he cried, half sitting, but I pressed him with my hand, holding his cock as she licked it. I knew he must have thought it was me, or maybe he was pretending it was, but it was definitely Erica who was sucking him. I could feel her mouth moving down his shaft, her lips touching my hand before moving back up again.
“This is… really… wrong,” he croaked, groaning at something Erica was doing with her mouth. I moved up next to him, pressing my lips to his, and he must have known, then, that it was her and not me.
“Oh Daddy,” Erica murmured from between his legs. “It feels so right…”
My tongue slipped between his lips as we kissed, cutting off any protest, and Erica moved my hand out of the way, then, too. The sound of her sucking him filled the room as she made little noises around his cock, hungry noises, soft mews and cries. He groaned into my mouth, his hand tightening in my hair.
“I want some, too.” I slid down between his legs again, nudging Erica’s hip with mine so she would make room.
“You were right,” she said. “He is big.”
“Girls!” He groaned again as my tongue moved down to lick his balls, lapping at him like I was a kitten drinking milk. I sucked one gently and then trailed my mouth upward again, toward the tip of him where Erica was running her tongue around the head.
“Kiss me,” she whispered, and our tongues met over and around the wet tip of his cock, making him groan loudly.
“You made my pussy so wet, Daddy,” Erica told him. “Want to feel?”
“Oh no,” he groaned. “Erica, honey… please… this is… we can’t…”
“Feel, Daddy.” She straddled his thigh, rubbing her pussy there, up and down, leaving a hot, wet trail. “Feel how wet you made me.”
“Me, too.” I slid over his other thigh, mirroring her movements.
“Oh my god,” he murmured. “Please… you two… we need to stop…”
“Don’t you like me?” Erica leaned in toward him, climbing up his body.
“Don’t you think I’m pretty?”
“Oh baby,” he whispered in the dark and I heard them kissing. “Of course I do… you’re beautiful…”
“Don’t you want me?” She straddled him now. I moved to stretch out beside him, pressing my breasts into his side.
He turned his face to me, and croaked, “Leah…”
“Answer her.” I reached down between his legs and grabbed his cock. It was still slick with our saliva and I squeezed it, hard. “Do you want her?”
“Oh please,” he cried as I stroked him upward, pointing his cock toward her wetness. Erica was wiggling back to find it and I held it for her, teasing her lips with the head.
“Daddy?” Erica reached between her own legs to hold him, too. “Please, I want you so much…”
“Oh hell,” he murmured as we both squeezed and tugged on his cock. “Oh baby, yes… yes, I want you!”
“Oh Daddy!” Erica cried as we both aimed him, and I felt her flesh give as she sank down onto his cock. He groaned and thrust up to meet her, his hands moving to her hips.
“Oh Jesus! This can’t be happening.”
I leaned over and kissed him, exploring his mouth with my tongue as they started to fuck. Erica’s hands were on his belly, balancing herself as she started to ride him.
“Doesn’t it feel good?” I nuzzled his neck, tugging on his earlobe with my teeth. “Doesn’t your daughter’s tight little pussy feel good wrapped around your cock?”
“Oh fuck, Leah,” he growled. “You are so bad…”
“Yes!” I nodded, my pussy throbbing as I covered it with my hand. “But it feels so good, doesn’t it?”
“Fuck me, Daddy!” Erica moaned, grinding her hips deep against him.
“Yes!” He panted, the whole bed rocking with their motion. “You like that?”
“I want it from behind.” She slowed down on him. “I want you to take me from behind.”
“Oh no,” he murmured, shaking his head, but then he was rolling her off of him, positioning himself behind her.
“Yes!” She rocked forward onto the bed, and they started that fast rhythm again. “Oh god, yes, fuck me hard!”
My clit was aching and I rubbed it faster, tugging at my nipples.
“Erica, would you lick me?” I whimpered, shifting my hips toward her on the bed.
She grabbed me, burying her face between my legs. I could feel the steady rocking as he fucked her from behind, both of them grunting with the force of it.
“Is it good?” I asked, my hand in her hair, guiding her tongue over and over my clit.
“Mmmmmm,” she moaned against my pussy. “Fuck, yes! His cock is so good, baby.”
I smiled, closing my eyes and rolling my hips up to meet her mouth. “I know.”
She moved her mouth against my pussy, sucking and licking and moaning as he fucked her. He was like an animal, growling and grunting as he thrust deep inside of her, and the sound of him pushed me close to the edge.
“Do you like your daughter’s tight little pussy?” I whispered to him, hearing him gasp.
“Yes,” he panted, groaning. “Sweet little cunt, so tight, so wet…”
I moaned, grabbing Erica and shoving her against my own pussy. I was about to come and she knew it, her tongue moving back and forth like lightning. I squeezed my nipples, sending myself over the edge, listening to the sound of them fucking, feeling the thrust of their bodies as they drove themselves toward their own precipice.
“Leah!” Erica moaned, resting her cheek against my thigh. “Oh god, Leah, he’s gonna make me come.”
“Yeah,” he growled. “Come for me, baby. Come for Daddy.”
“Ohhhhh!” she cried, and I groaned as she sank her nails into my ass, her teeth grazing my thighs as she came. She muffled her cries against my belly, rolling with her climax again and again, twisting against me as the delicious waves of pleasure rocked through her.