“Cold beer!” was his definite reply and then he entered the house, as they drove off. He announced to his daughters that he was home and about to take a shower. He gave them kisses and then went to change and get clean. The spray felt good as he turned on the water and adjusted the temperature to be slightly on the cool side. He was sudsing up his hair and had his eyes closed because of the shampoo, when he heard the door to the shower stall slide open. At first, he thought that Mollie had doubled-back and decided to surprise him by joining him in the stall for some fun. They loved to do that on occasion.
But the body next to his, he quickly discovered, was a much smaller feminine form when he fumbled with his hands, still blinded by the head covered with foam. Before he could grasp what, or rather whom he was groping, the other side slid open and shut, to admit a second naked body that jostled against him. Then, as it dawned on him what was being perpetrated, a chorus of high pitched giggles confirmed that he had been double teamed by his daughters who were now two bare females that flanked him front and back.
“Surprise daddy!” their trilling voices rang in the enclosure, as he tried to rinse the suds from his scalp. “We’re going to get clean with you, like mommy does sometimes!” said Mary.
“Daddy, did you really do what Mary said, last Saturday?” asked Julie at the same time.
“Julie wants to see if she can make you leak boy-stuff too, daddy!” chimed Mary, immediately after her sister.
“That would be real nice if you let me help you cream again, like you did for Mary.” Julie put in, her words following Mary’s so that Bill couldn’t get a word in edgewise. At least by then he had the soap out of his eyes and saw the two naughty water nymphs, hair soaked and nipples dripping. Julie’s buds were hard little buttons on her burgeoning bosom.
“Girls you shouldn’t be in here, I don’t think you mother would approve at all!” Bill said, but was a little befuddled by both being in cahoots on this caper. He was out numbered. “You’re too old now to be taking baths with your father, really!”
“Mommy and Billy are gone for groceries, so they don’t have to know, if you don’t tell!” said Mary.
“It was Mary’s idea,” said Julie, “But I wanted to have the chance to play, like you guys did, when she sat on your lap and did the horse ride, on this . .” and his oldest daughter took his penis in her fingers and jacked it a couple of strokes. Involuntarily, it gained tumescence in her hand.
“Fair is fair, poppa, you should let Julie have some fun with your dick too!” said the little Miss Mastermind of this seductive squeeze play. “Let me wash your back!” She had the bar of soap and was rubbing it up his back and down on his behind as well. She handed the bar to her sister as she began to run her small hands over his slick muscles. Things were going rapidly from bad to worse or from mischievous to risqué as Julie began to lather his genitals.
Bill was about to say, ‘That’s enough! Girls, stop!’ when Mary ran her hand up his crack and goosed him. He let out a yelp. Then Julie had his balls in one hand and was stroking his dick with her other. Mary had put both her palms on his butt and pushed to send his hips forward slightly to aide her sister and co-conspirator. The sight of his other daughter jacking on his prick was so erotic that he once more hesitated in asserting his paternal authority to end the pair’s high-jinxes. Now, despite his misgivings at this immoral morass of pixie playful pranks of peccable impropriety with his pecker, he was undeniably enjoying the thrill of the being in the thrall of his giggling girls.
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