EroticReverie

About 15 minutes later Chelsea was walking through my bedroom door.

I sat up and looked at her, defensive, my lips tightened and my eyes squinted.

She smiled and walked over to me, her body glistening in sweat. She smelled, like cum and sweat. Pure sex.

“I should be mad at YOU.” she said looking at my angry face. I stood up and we were face to face.

“Me?!” I defended myself.

She nodded. “You lured me here…and raped me…” she reminded me. “That’s fucked up…even for…ya know…everything we’ve had going on.” she said putting her hands on her hips.

She was right. But it didn’t mean I wasn’t still mad that my father had spent the entire night and morning with her.

“whatever..you deserved it.” I spat.

Chelsea cocked her eyebrow and gave me that “oh really” look.  "I wouldn’t say I deserved it…but…I’ll honestly say..I’m glad you did it.“

I relaxed my temper and looked at her. “You tried to leave us…leave me.” I said.

Chelsea nodded.

“Listen Carly…this whole situation…it’s hot..you and your father , and me…nothing has ever turned me on more, and I LOVE fucking you, and fucking him…but..when I sat there and thought about it…it’s fucked up…and you can’t deny that…” she trailed off.

“I mean…sure it’s wrong…but we were so happy…and …I love you. I love both of you.” I told her.

Chelsea smiled sweetly and raised one of her hands to my face and touched the side of my face, pushing her finger back through my hair grabbing my head and kissing me softly.

“I love you too.” she said and kissed me softly again. “That’s why I’m not upset. Maybe it’s just dirty talk for your Dad…but he’s right…I’m dirty. I live off of the way he fucks me. And ever since you’ve become a part of it…” she beamed. “ I haven’t been happier…i just…thought I was supposed to try and be ‘normal’ whatever that is.” she said.

I nodded. “I understand…but don’t leave us again. Ever.” I said pouting a little.

She smiled and kissed my pout and pushed her tongue into my mouth, mine pushing back against hers.

“Awwww” I heard my fathers voice say from the doorway. Me and Chelsea both looked to him and blushed.

“You two are so sweet….” he teased and waked towards us and kissed me and then Chelsea on our foreheads.

“and you both stink.” I said laughing a little, even though I still had a bruised ego from being neglected, I didn’t want to seem childish.

My father and Chelsea both laughed.

“Yeah we do..” he said putting his arm around Chelseas waist behind her back pulling her into him. “We got a little carried away.” he said looking into her eyes. Chelsea grinned and nodded her hand pushing up on his chest to his shoulder, lifting herself up on her tip toes.

“I just couldnt get enough” she purred.

I watched, my ego being burned again as he put both hands on her ass and squeezed her bottom as she giggled , his hands spreading her cheeks as he squeezed them. I saw she still had a clear buttplug in her ass. He noticed it too with his fingers.

“Ooo, forgot about this.” he said and Chelsea giggled as he pulled it out slowly. She moaned slightly and he lifted it up in his hand and Chelseas mouth went straight for it, and he grinned pushing it towards her, letting her suck it into her mouth.

“Such a nasty little girl.” he groaned.

I stood there uncomfortable , wondering if I should wait to be included again. But I didn’t want to wait again. So I put my hands on Chelseas hips and pressed my chest against her back and kissed her shoulder and up her neck, and then looked to my father and opened my mouth as well.

“Oh?” he said pulling the plug from Chelsea’s mouth. “Does Daddy’s baby want to taste too?”

I nodded. He fed me the plug and I sucked it.

“Daddy’s little girls make him so happy..” he said pulling the plug out of my mouth and tossing it onto the bed and kissed my mouth, his tongue invading my mouth, he was grunting as he held us both in his arms. Chelsea joined in, all of out tongue pushing against one anothers, and Daddy pulling back, forcing mine and Chelseas mouth to continue. His finger was massaging my asshole, and I only assumed Chelsea’s was too with his other hand. We both moaned into each others mouth.

My hand went to his cock, which was soft. Which was surprising. He grabbed my hand and shook his head. I looked at him, me and Chelsea both staring at him. He smiled.

“Why don’t you two put on your swimsuits and meet me out at the pool. Better yet…pick out your swim suits. And bring them down to the pool. don’t put them on yet.” he instructed us before leaving my bedroom.

We giggled as we went through the drawer of bikinis, a few that Daddy had bought specifically for us, we had a few matching ones.

“Did he say we had to match?” Chelsea asked.

“I don’t think so.” I said still pulling out bikini tops and bottoms by their strings.

“I wonder what he’s in the mood for.” Chelsea said as she held up a bright neon pink string bikini and a red one piece that had the sides cut out.

I shrugged. “I can’t imagine it really matters, cause I doubt he’ll have us keep them on for very long.” I said and we both laughed.

“Yeah…you’re right.” Chelsea agreed.  

“you should wear this one.” she said pulling out a baby blue two piece. The top piece was a tiny tube top piece that was cinched in the middle by a silver metal ring. The bottoms were the same color and had the same silver metal rings on the hips connecting the front and back of the bottoms that had a stitch down the middle of the butt that cinched it slightly accenting anyones butt nicely.

“That one is too small.” I said.

“Exactly.” Chelsea said. “Your tits look so good in it.”  she said throwing it on the bed. “You’re wearing that one.” she said. “for me” she stuck out her tongue.

I giggled. “Fine, okay. what are you going to wear?” I asked watched her naked body bent over the drawer, and I bit my lip watching her.

“I dont know they’re all so cuuuute” she said picking up an exact replica of the one she’d picked out for me , except it was a light purple lavender color.

“Yessss” I said. “Matching, but not matching. He’ll love it”

Chelsea nodded. “He will.”

WE grabbed our swim suits and walked down stairs, and walked through the sliding glass door to the patio where my father was sitting at the small bar beside the pool on a stool with a beer in his hand. We walked out completely naked, bathing suit in hand. All three of us looking around to keep an eye out for neighbors. We should not have been as risky as we were sometimes, but it made us wet, and Daddy even more horny when we were.

We walked over and set the bikinis on the bar counter and both stood on either side of him.

He looked us up and down with the sun hitting off of our bodies. He was wet and mustve already dipped into the pool himself. He no longer smelled like sex, just of chlorine.

“Maybe I wont even have you put them on…cause I’m not sure how long they’ll stay on.” he said.

We both giggled and Chelsea laughed and grabbed my arm. “You called it.” she said.

My father laughed looking at Chelsea and then to me. “What’s so funny?”

“I said that it didn’t matter which ones we picked..cause you probably wouldn’t have us keep them on very long anyways.” I said. He grinned.

“Can you blame me?” he said reaching his hand down my pussy and pushing his finger between my lips. I automatically melted and bit my lip, I couldn’t help it. “I like being able to see that cute little pussy whenever I can.” he rubbed my clit. I was so horny for him and was hoping for more but he reached his hand back and grabbed the bikini bottoms I’d chose and he stood up and bent his knees and held them out for me.

“Time for daddy to dress his little dolls.” he said looking up at me as I put my hands on his shoulder and put my foot in one hole, and lifted my other foot up and into the other. He grinned and pulled them up slowly, his fingers grazing the sides of my legs and thighs. His mouth kissing my waist line, a little lower and a little lower towards my pussy, he pulled the fabric of the bikini bottoms up over my pussy before his mouth hit the lips of my pussy and he kissed them over the fabric and stood up slowly and reached down between my thighs and rubbed my pussy again , looking down at me now as I looked up to him, my mouth slightly parted.

He rubbed faster, till I moaned and than pulled his hand away and grinned and then turned and did pretty much the same to Chelsea.

I watched as she smiled down at him, cocking her eyebrow as he added additional kisses up along her leg as he lifted her bikini bottoms.

He looked to me and then to Chelsea , lifting one hand to one of my breasts, the other to one of Chelseas , and he rolled each of our nipples and pulled them slightly, then doing the same to our opposite breast. Both of us biting the corner of our lips.

“Hate to cover up these nice perky teen tits either…but I love seeing them in little bikini tops too.” He said and pulled us both in closer. and pulled two bar stools together and patted the seats on them, making sure we both knew he wanted us to sit on them. So we did.

He stood in front of us, I saw him grab his cock through his swim trunks and adjust himself. Chelsea leaned back on her elbows, placing them on the car counter. Her chest sticking out, and I watched my father suck one of her nipples into his mouth, I watched his tongue swirl around it, flick over it and pull at it with his teeth. I watched his hand cup her other one, and squeeze it as Chelsea lifted her legs up around his waist as he stood between them his mouth still tending to her one nipple. He sucked it hard and Chelsea arched her back even more. My pussy was growing wetter, I wanted that, I wanted his mouth.

Seconds later his mouth popped off of her breast and he leaned over and sucked mine into his mouth , Chelsea still claiming him with her legs around him, reaching down rubbing his cock through his shorts. I moaned quietly and gasped as he pulled my nipple hard with his teeth, then letting it go, letting my breast bounce back to my chest, he sunk his teeth into my flesh as he sucked my nipple again. I squealed. All three of us getting worked up. Chelsea kissing and biting on his shoulder as his mouth devoured my breasts. He groaned and stood up and grabbed Chelseas hand away from his cock and stepped back looking at both of us, both of us staring at the erection in his swim shorts.

He grabbed it a laughed a little. “I know what you two want.” he said and rubbed himself, both of us thinking we were about to get it.

“finish dressing each other.” he said and stepped back and walked over to the opposite side of the pool and sat in a lounge chair watching as I lifted my arms, my breasts lifting as I did, and Chelsea pulling my bikini top down over my breasts. Giggling as she struggled to pull it down, my tits clearly not fitting properly in the top. If she pulled it down enough to cover my lower boob, the top rolled down and my breasts would fall out completely. So instead she only pulled it down enough to make sure my nipples were covered.

“That’s some nice underboob isn’t it?” chelsea said looking to my dad as she squatted down just a little and kissed up my stomach. I giggled watching her, her mouth traveling upwards, her tongue grazing my skin and then licking along the flesh peeking out the bottom of the bikini top and then kissed up over the bikini top and placed her last kiss on the top of one of my breasts.

My father agreed. “Very nice..im picturing those tits flying out of it, while you sit on my dick and ride me.” he said to me. I glanced over, hoping again that he’d demand we recreate the image in his head right now.

He smiled. “Later though.”

Internally I sighed and began to dress Chelsea. He top fit her better and her tits fit inside of it perfectly. I grabbed them both and squeezed them playfully as we giggled and Chelsea kissed me, both of us quieting our giggles as we began to make out gently.

Our bodies pushing together, our tits pressing against one another as our mouths opened partially, giving each other light tongue.

I heard nothing from my father as we both continued, our hands on one anothers face as we made out, growing slowly more intense.

Our hands wandering everywhere but each others pussies. The one place we knew we had to either ask permission, or be instructed to do so. Because…they were Daddy’s pussies…not ours.

“come here.” we heard his voice as we both broke from each others mouths and walked towards him at the edge of the pool.

“You two…” he started with his hands on our hips…turning, as we turned as well, him still facing us as he maneuvered us with our back to the pool.

“need to cool off.” he said, and raised his eyebrows quickly pushing us both backwards into the pool.

We squealed and both fell under, shrieking when we came up, giggling, both splashing water at him.

He laughed and jumped in with us, both of us jumping onto him , playfully wrestling him. He let us win a little, and then easily pushed us both under by our heads and swam to the other side of the pool, where we followed and continued to playfully splash one another.

Chelsea jumped on his back wrapping her arms around his neck and legs around his waist, he slipped and lost his footing, Chelsea and him both going under, and both coming back up laughing. I jumped onto him from the front, throwing my arms around his neck, Chelsea did the same, both of us ending up hanging on his hip as he scooped his arms around out waists and held us in the water. He set us both down and seconds later had his hands down our bottoms, his fingers inside of us. Both of us placing our hands on the shoulder of the hand working our pussies, and moaned for him.

“Daddy.” i moaned quietly.

“baby.” he answered. I moaned and leaned in and kissed me as his fingers penetrated me in the water.

When the pool float came up beside him he stopped and grabbed both of us laying us on our back beside one another, the float was large and held both of us easily without bending or sinking. His fingers had pulled both of our bikini bottoms to the side, and helped themselves back into our greedy little cunts.

I was already squirming and arching my back.

“Mmmm my little baby loves Daddy’s fingers that much?” he teased as he began to fuck my harder, his fingers stalling inside of Chelsea as he concentrated on me. Mine and Chelseas legs that were nearest to each other were crossed over one another.

“Can I touch her pussy ?” Chelsea asked.

He nodded and Chelsea pulled my bottoms to the side even further and began to rub my clit as Daddy fucked both of us pussies with his fingers.

“Yess” I moaned. “Daddy…harder..please Daddy.” I asked of him.

“Oh baby…” he said. “Tell Daddy….tell daddy what you want.”

“fuck me Daddy.” I moaned my hips bucking upwards. “I need you Daddy.” I whimpered.

I felt his hands grab my hips as he pulled me from the pool float and quickly brought down his shorts already pulled off somehow as he tossed them to the side and brought me down, guiding his dick inside of me as he held my bottoms to the side. My hands gripped his shoulder hard as his cock squeezed inside of me, nudging it’s way in, the water from the pool washing away my natural juices, making it harder. He thrust up into me hard to get himself inside. I yelped and clung to him as he grunted and took me to the side of the pool up against the wall. I couldnt stop myself, I moan uncontrollably as he fucked me , each thrust hurt me. But I didnt care and I only moaned for more. Chelsea was behind him and kissing over his back, waiting for her turn.

“Daddy! It hurts. Don’t stop, hurt me Daddy. Hurt my pussy.” I moaned. He growled at my words and  pushed against the water of the pool and brought me to the steps of the shallow end and laid me on my back on one of the steps. He ripped my bottoms from me and spread my legs quickly, and then drove his cock up into me, forcing my back against the step, his thrust moving us up the stairs slightly. I tried to hold us in the pool, but his thrusts moves us up stair by stair till he fucked me right out of the pool and then rolled over and put me on top.

“Fucking ride Daddy’s dick.” he said, without really having to because I already was, my hands were on his chest and I was fucking up in broad daylight in our backyward, riding up and down on my his cock that I loved so much.

I couldnt fuck him fast enough, my hips and ass could not move up and down as quick as I wanted them to. I panted, wanting him deeper, wanting to be fucked like a jackhammer by my Daddy’s dick. I moaned loudly and squeezed my pussy tight around his cock.

“Fuck, thats it;s baby..making the tight little cunt suck daddy’s cum up into it. good girl…that’s it…harder baby..show daddy what you can do.” he said grabbing my hips and now fucking me , working against me thrusting up and I come down, my tits shaking, and my tits finally busting out of the top, it rolled upwards, leaving my tits hanging out the bottom. Still bouncing as I rode him wildly.

Chelsea was practically drooling beside us on the pool steps. And my bruised ego from earlier had went away as I saw how much she desired to be where I was right now.

His hand smacked my ass and I yelped.

“I need to cum Daddy..Im going to cum.” I panted.

He grabbed me and pulled me down wrapping his arms around my entire upper half of my body pinning my arms to the side, jackhammering his cock up into me. “Don’t you dare cum” he grunted into my ear. “Do you hear me?” he growled. “don’t you fucking dare.” I moaned even louder as he continued to fuck me and forbid me to cum.

“Daddy!” I moaned. “Daddy stop. Im going to cum!” i yelled.

“You better not.” he groaned. “Daddy didnt say you could cum.” he warned.

He rolled us over which brought us back onto the steps of the pool and Chelsea slid down on the stairs as he pulled out of me and bent me over the steps, my hands on the cement of the outside of the pool and my knees on the first step. He stood on one of the steps behind me and grabbed my hips sinking himself right back in, picking up right were he left off and I was still ready to cum.

“you want to cum?” he asked, pounding me from behind, my knees slipping on the steps as he slammed into me over and over.

“Yesssss.” I told him.

He reached down with one hand, around me and down to my pussy, rubbing my clit as he gave me his dick deeper, harder.

“Daddy pleaaaaseee” I moaned.

Chelsea reached over and was grabbing at my breasts. Pulling my nipples one at a time, rubbing my breasts.

“Should I let her cum?” he asked Chelsea.

My mouth was open, panting my eyes begging for Chelsea to say yes, for him to agree and for them to let my pussy explode on his cock as I needed it to.

Chelsea shook her head. “Uh uh. Not yet.” she grinned.

I cried out. “No…please…let me cum…” I begged my father, looking over my shoulder he shook his head and pulled out of my slowly…then slowly pressed back in, and pulled out again painfully slow.

I whimpered, and I wasnt sure I’d ever needed to cum so bad. He turned me over sat me on the step and hovered over me between my legs, sinking himself back in slowly. his eyes burning into mine.

“please.” i said quietly.

He only smiled as he slowly fucked me, his cock again now working against the water that was clearing the natural juices of my cunt from allowing him to slip right in and out. I moaned loudly still even with his slow thrust, and enjoyed when would get stuck for a moment and then plunge directly in the rest of the way with the force of his hips pressing into me.

He pulled out slowly and then back in. Out and then back in. He mustve grown tired of the water disabling him his easy entrance, so he lifted me to the top step an only a few inches of water covered the step and he began to slowly work his cock in and out, my pussy quickly recoating his cock with my wet cunt.

I moaned looking into his eyes and bit my lip. He was going slow, he was being gentle, and it was delicious. Was he making love to me now? I wanted to cum even more now.

“Daddy…please..” I said quietly, my breath shaking.“ I love you. Please..”

He kissed my lips and softly brushed his lips over mine, kissing them softly as his cock filled me slowly.

“You’re daddys pretty baby.” he said against my lips. I swooned and moaned and nodded.

“I’m your baby.” I told him and my eyes were showing him how hungry I was for him, how much I needed him to let me cum for him.

He moved his lips down my neck and sucked the skin there. “so pretty.” he muttered as he kissed back up my neck to my ear and whispered.  "I love you so much baby.“

I wrapped my legs tightly around him and my arms curled up under his and gripped his shoulders on his back and I needed him to keep going, but I also needed to cum on his dick more than anything I’ve ever wanted.

"I love you Daddy.” I said and then moaned again as he sunk his cock into me, then trust it even deeper while inside of me, barely even moving his cock out, before thrusting it again, and again, and again.

“I want to get you pregnant.” he whispered in my ear.

My eyes rolled into the back of my head and I couldnt take much more of this. And the idea of my daddy getting me pregnant made me so happy, so horny and in that moment, I wanted him to. I wanted him to put his seed so deep up inside of me that there was no way I wasn’t going to get pregnant.

I could feel Chelseas eyes on us, but I couldnt look away from him now as I looked in his eyes.

“Get me pregnant.” I said quietly and moaned as he held himself deep inside me.

“Yeah?” he said calmly.

I nodded.

He held his hand to the side of my face and brushed his thumb over my lips and then pulled my face to his with his hand on the back of my neck and kissed me again softly.

“Do you really want it baby? Is that what you want?” he asked me. I nodded again.

“Give me a baby Daddy.” I told him.

I wasn’t sure if i really wanted it, or if I just wanted something that made him closer than him and Chelsea. Not that he couldn’t get her pregnant too. But I wanted to be the first. I wanted to be the mother of his second child. I wanted baby, and apparently…I wanted a sibling too.

“Put my brother or sister inside my stomach daddy.” I told him quietly.

“Oh baby girl…” he moaned and his mouth latched to mine and he came, hard. Deep up inside of me.