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Tara was the first to
break the stunned silence. She mumbled a bleat of mingled surprise and alarm.
She was interrupted by her father who hastily stammered out, “Oh god Tara,
this isn’t what it looks like. Oh god.”
Tabitha allowed the two only a brief moment before she
placed a finger to Sam’s lips and turned on her fathers lap to face her
sister. “Hush Daddy!” she commanded Sam without taking her eyes of Tara.
Tara was unable to break
Tabitha’s stare and she still stood in the doorway, Tabitha walked slowly
towards her with all the seductive grace and subtle menace of a Siamese cat
stalking a cornered mouse, keeping her finger pressed to Sam’s lips until she
moved beyond arms length. Tabitha hadn’t bothered to
rearrange her clothing, her pussy and ass remained brazenly displayed.
Tabitha reached her older sister, she leaned in and cupped
Tara’s ear. She placed her lips as close to Tara’s
ear as possible and hissed, “I didn’t get much sleep last night, the noises
coming from your room kept me up! Do you want me to tell Dad why there was so
much noise?” In a calm voice she turned toward her
father and announced, “Tara won’t say anything Daddy, will you Tara?”
Tara’s face reflected her
shock. As a stricken look stole across Tara’s
face, she shook her head violently. Her bottom lip quivered and she stammered
“Bu-bu-but …”
Tabitha smiled in triumph. “That’s what I thought,” she
murmured to her sister. She turned to face her father who hung on her every word, his eyes
darting to her exposed pussy as she spoke, “See Daddy, Tara’s won’t tell,”.
The younger Sweetman girl reached down and casually pulled up her panties and
let her dress fall back to its intended position.
Sam watched in amazement at what had just occurred. He
smiled as both of his daughters made their way to the table, Tara following
her younger sister seemingly in thrall to the 13-year-old.
Tabitha poured milk onto a bowl of cereals and sat
opposite Sam, who picked up the paper and began to act as if nothing had
happened. Tara meekly settled herself
between the two and for a moment there was silence.
Still in control, Tabitha softly spoke again, “Tara looks pretty in her uniform doesn’t she Daddy?”
Sam looked at his older daughter over his paper and
replied “Yes Tabi, Tara looks beautiful!”
“I bet you can see her panties if she stands up,” Tabitha
continued. She turned a steely gaze on her sister and commanded, “Stand up Tara!” Tara shook her
head.
Tabitha shrugged, “Oh well, you know Daddy last night…”
Without hesitating
Tara immediately pushed her chair back and quickly
stood up.
Tabitha smiled and purred, “Can you see Tar’s panties,
Daddy?”
“Tabi!” Sam admonished his younger daughter but without
much force, his eyes were already thoughtfully appraising the way the skimpy
uniform displayed Tara’s body. Sam cleared
his throat, “No I don’t think I can see them, Tabi”
Tara was so humiliated
she was blushed deeply. Despite the heat she felt in her face, Tara’s blood
ran cold when she heard her sister suggest, “Well, perhaps Tara
should lift her dress up. Then you could see them!”
Tara realized it was
useless to protest she slowly drew the dress up until she knew that her
father and her sister could see her panties.
Sam sighed his arousal. The way
his younger daughter was taking charge of the situation was so wrong but so
sexy and now the sight of Tara’s tight coral
panties added to the eroticism
“Are Tara’s panties as
tight as mine, Daddy?” Tabitha asked sweetly.
“They seem to be. Yes,” Sam replied a husk developing in
his voice.
“Maybe Tara should let
you have a closer look. Go sit on Daddy’s lap, Tar!”
Tara obeyed her little
sister. She was so fearful of having her incestuous sexual relationship with
Toby revealed to her father; she overcame her residual hesitation and perched
delicately on Sam’s knee.
Tabitha made a disapproving “tsk” sound. “I said Daddy’s
lap, Tar, not his knee!”
Tara shifted her position
so that her ass rested fully on Sam’s lap. It was then that she noticed the
substantial form of her father’s prick beneath the fabric of his pants. When Tara’s weight rested against it, Sam’s cock jerked.
Father and daughter looked into each other’s eyes as the erotic charge almost
crackled in the room
Tabitha broke the spell. “So, do they look just as tight,
Daddy?”
As he answered Tabitha, Sam absently placed his hand on Tara’s thigh and he let it slide to the front of his
older daughter’s panties. “Oh yes they look just as tight, Tabi.”
Unconsciously Sam used his index finger to trace the line where Tara’s cunt lips met in the front of her coral colored
panties.
Tara’s
mouth hung open and she shuddered.
Tabitha sat back to watch the erotic show. Tara let her forehead rest on her father’s head and she
spread her thighs wider. She offered no resistance as Sam eased her panties
to one side and gently stroked her bare pussy flesh. His fingers glistened
with his daughter’s lube.
Tara’s clit responded to
her father’s manipulations and the outriders of an orgasm began their way
from between her legs to every corner of her body. Her hips began to rotate
in time to the rhythmic strokes supplied by Sam’s fingers. Her eyes were closed and her breath became quiet moans that sounded
like, “uh uh
uh.”
Sam began to unbutton Tara’s
dress. After releasing only a few buttons, Tara’s
large tits, which were squeezed in a tantalizing
manner by her uniform bra, sprang into view. Sam reached up and cupped his
daughter’s tits.
Tara immediately gasped
and moaned, “D-d-Daddy!”
“Hate to interrupt,” Tabitha whispered, “but I just heard
footsteps upstairs. I think you should let Tara
have her breakfast now Daddy”
Sam and Tara separated with an air of great
disappointment. Tara quickly rearranged her
clothes and sat back in her chair.
Sam picked up his paper and all three adopted an air of innocence. They had
only a couple of minutes to settle themselves before Toby and then Caroline
joined them.
The Sweetman family sat and ate breakfast consumed with their
own thoughts while maintaining the façade of early morning pleasantries.
Caroline mentioned how pretty both of the girls looked to Sam while she
occasionally glanced at Toby and then Tara,
letting the images of the previous night replays in her memory
Tara looked from her
brother to her father, feeling embarrassed and aroused at the same time. A
part of her wished that she and Sam had not been
interrupted.
Toby couldn’t stop himself from
looking over to Tara trying] to catch her
eye. She wouldn’t return his gaze and to his dismay
she kept looking at their father. Toby resolved to talk with his sister at
school.
Sam looked around the table at his family, particularly
the women in his family. He thought, “I wonder if Caroline would let the
girls share our bed?” He quickly dismissed the idea] and wondered at the fact
that only a few short days ago he would never have had such erotic thoughts
as he now entertained. Then he noticed both Tara and Tabitha were watching
him, Tara with a pouty expression on her face, and Tabitha with one of
satisfaction.
Tabitha glanced around the table. As her gaze fell on Tara she thought, “You’re mine! We’re going to have
some fun.” Next her eyes came to Sam, “Your mine too Daddy, and I’m yours.”
As she looked at Toby she thought, “I can be yours too, Toby. I have to feel
that big cock!” She looked at her mother and thought, “I’m going to have fun
with you too, Mom, just wait and see”.
Breakfast was soon over and Sam kissed Caroline goodbye.
He ushered his children out of the kitchen and to the car. They left Caroline
to tidy the kitchen just as though nothing untoward
had really ever happened there.
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