Like a man in a trance, I go upstairs and turn on the monitors. The motion sensitive cameras record whether I’m watching them or not. It’s just a matter of scrolling back through the footage until I see what I want. I scroll quickly, watching the backward images flashing by in a blur, as they back into the bedroom and get undressed, their towels jumping off the floor and wrapping themselves around their naked bodies. Fuck! I didn’t realize they had taken their showers together this morning. I slow the images down and watch them lather soap over each other’s body. I let the scene play, while I pull my jeans down and release my throbbing cock. They kiss and caress each other, rubbing their soapy tits together.
I start scrolling back again, watching them get back into bed, the covers flying over them, as if they have a life of their own. I move faster now that they’re asleep, with Karla spooned against Connie’s back. I watch the time readout and realize that I’m almost back to where I stopped watching last night. I slow down and then abruptly stop the playback. The girls are lying next to each other, on their backs, with their legs spread apart. The ceiling camera picks up their full frontal nudity and the wall camera is pointed between their legs.
I scroll a little farther back to see how they got in this position and watch Karla jump over on top of Connie. It’s just a few minutes after I shut off the monitors last night. I start the playback at regular speed and watch my daughter, roll off of Connie and flop over on her back with her legs spread. They lie there for a while, catching their breath, as I try to zoom in on Karla’s pussy.
It takes me a minute to remember that I’m not watching this live and I have to use the playback software, not the camera, to zoom in. Once I get the right controls, I zoom in on Karla’s wet pussy. I try to forget it’s my daughter and rationalize that I’m just a guy getting turned on by a sexy pussy, regardless of whose it is. I pause the playback, freezing Karla in mid-air, as she rolls off of Connie and swings her leg in a wide arc. The view of her splayed open pussy, oozing pearly beads of creamy sauce, is breathtaking.
They only lie like that for a few minutes, before pulling the covers over themselves to go to sleep. I replay that few minutes of footage over and over, zooming in on different parts of their bodies, comparing their nipples, pussy lips, pubic hair, even their mouths.
I keep one monitor on Karla’s pussy, while I zoom the other monitor in on a close up of her mouth. I know her lips are still wet with Connie’s pussy juice and I vigorously stroke my cock, imagining what they would feel like wrapped around the head of my cock. Splitting my focus between her sensuous mouth and her dripping wet pussy, I shoot a huge load of cum onto my stomach.
What am I doing? Am I so fucking perverted that I get off watching my own daughter? This is incestuous, even if I’m not actually fucking her. Why does she have to be so fucking sexy! Again, I vow not to watch any more footage of her naked body.