“Mmmmm, you’re right Kristy. He does taste good,” she agreed.
“I wanna taste!” whined Amy. She didn’t wait for a response as she leaned forward and began licking my cum off of Ann’s tits. Over, around, and between; Amy licked as much of the sloppy white mess off of her friend’s boobs as she could. Ann moaned each time Amy would focus on one of her nipples as I watched with growing jealousy. When Amy had managed to clean most of the cum off Ann’s tits, she looked up at the other girls and smiled. Some of the sticky seed was still smeared on her lips and cheek. When Lindsay laughed about this, Amy offered her a small drip from her cheek. I must have moved a bit in shock at the offer, because I saw Lindsay’s eyes shoot toward me briefly before responding.
“Eeeww,” she playfully refused. I relaxed slightly.
Then I saw Lindsay put her finger to her lips, giving Amy the universal sign for “quiet”. I watched in shock and excitement as my daughter then pulled her friend close and stuck her tongue in Amy’s mouth. I watched as they kissed deeply, and I could see their tongues working in and out of each other’s mouths. When Lindsay finally came up for air, she looked at the girls and rubbed her hand in small circles over her stomach, indicating that I was indeed “yummy”. The girls giggled and I was in total shock. Lindsay glanced my way and winked mischievously.
“I think we should give him a break for a minute,” said Kristy. “I know you said we wouldn’t have any problems getting him hard, but we still have all night.”
“Yeah, I guess,” Lindsay responded, and they made their way back to the television.
I was glad for the break. As much as I didn’t want this to ever end, I needed the time to comprehend what had just happened – and what was still to come. Lindsay had also supplied everyone with wet-wipes and towels. The girls had been nice enough to wipe me down before returning to their normal slumber party rituals. That had been a strangely erotic experience in and of its self.
Lindsay had arranged things so I could watch the TV from where I was when the girls weren’t playing with me. About three quarters of the way through their next movie, I realized I had stopped watching the film and was focused on the girls again. Ann hadn’t bothered putting her bra back on, and from this vantage point I found out that both Kristy and Amy’s underwear were thongs. Their beautiful round asses begged to be handled and used every time one of them bent over. I assumed Lindsay was also wearing a thong. While I could just make out the bottom curve of her ass cheeks every now and then when she would bend over a bit, she was being very careful not to bend over too far and show too much. I assumed this was her attempt to maintain some kind of father/daughter modesty; though after all that had happened so far, I didn’t see the point.
When the movie had ended, I was disappointed to see the girls turn on one of our gaming systems instead of coming back over to where I was. By this time, I had recovered and was eager to see what else might happen. Instead, they sat in a half circle, laughing and playing whatever game had caught their attention. Every now and then, one of the girls would turn around and look back at me. I could feel their eyes looking me up and down and staring at my cock. Then one of the girls, usually Lindsay or Kristy, would encourage whoever was peeking to go have some fun; but then the curious girl would hesitantly say no and turn around again. After a while of this, I was worried the girls were starting to have second thoughts. Then as the girls were trading controllers for the next round of whatever game they were playing, Lindsay stood up and announced she was going to check on their penis.