Jack's eyes were open but he still couldn't see in the dark bedroom. His throat was parched was from too much salty popcorn. He tossed and turned for a second before deciding he wouldn't get back to sleep until he got a drink of water. As he blindly made his way into the upstairs hall, he noticed the house was dark and quiet. He figured that the girls had gone to bed too, so he quietly made his way downstairs.
In the kitchen he noticed that it was after 2am. The digital clock on the microwave was enough light to guide him to the fridge. He must have had a few hours of sleep at least. Jack opened the fridge, momentarily blinded by the bright light, and grabbed a bottled water. He fumbled with the cap and chugged half the bottle down. As he caught his breath and then finished the bottle, he could make out whispering from his daughter's room.
Jack decided he'd go see what the girls were still doing up at this time. It was more fatherly intuition. He wasn't too worried, maybe just curious. The girls were far too old for him to be telling them when to go to bed, but he still wondered what trouble they might be getting up to at this time of night.
Jack crept into the hallway by Emily's room. The door was open just a crack and there was light from a candle that they had lit. Jack made his way to the door and peeked in. Both girls sat on Emily's bed, facing each other. They were both in long T-shirts and underwear from what Jack could tell.
He was about to open the door and ask what they were still doing up when he heard Emily whisper, "It's weird though right? I mean he's my Dad."
Jack paused, thinking right away that she was talking about the popcorn incident.
"Maybe a little bit, but at least your dad's cute. It could be worse. Imagine groping my father," Kim whispered.
Both girls hissed, "Eww!" and then giggled quietly.
"But it's gross right? I mean I left my hand on it," Jack's daughter whispered.
"Who cares? You know he had wood from rubbing on your butt so he probably liked it," Kim said quietly. "We should do this again next weekend, only fix it so I sit on the inside. He can rub on my ass all he wants."
Jack felt his dick springing to life yet once again. His mind flashed with images of grinding on Kim's firm butt.
"Don't be nasty, that's my dad," Emily hissed.
"Whatever, you're that one that was feeling up his cock. Slut," Kim whispered.
Both girls laughed again.
"Shut up before he hears us and wakes up," Emily said. She gave Kim a playful shove.
Kim fell back and tried to grapple Emily with her legs. They play wrestled for a few minutes, giggling and shushing each other.
Jack watched, glued to the crack in the door by his lust. The girls tossed and turned, grabbing at each other. First Jack caught a glimpse of Kim's panties, then his daughters. Kim had on a powder blue thong. The sight of the strip of fabric in her toned ass crack had Jack at full mast. Then he caught a glimpse of his daughter's. They were light pink. Not quite a thong, but as they wrestled he got a good view of her pale globes of flesh.
Jack couldn't help but rub his erection through the front of his pajamas. The need to cum after all of today's excitement was overbearing. He was tempted to just whip it out there and enjoy the show, but he was too afraid that they would notice him. He took in one last eyeful of their panty clad bottoms and headed back upstairs.
Once in his room with the door securely shut, Jack laid on his back in the bed and freed his cock. He kept alternating from visions of his daughter's and Kim's backside as he slowly stroked himself. It was wrong but he was far past caring. The need to bust a nut had hijacked his reason. He picked up the pace as he imagined both girl's bent over, his face going from one girl's ass to the other's. He gripped his balls and gently squeezed them with his free hand, as he imagined pulling Emily's underpants to the side and slowly licking from her clit to her anus.
The picture of his daughter's exposed parts in his mind's eye were too much. He felt his balls tighten up as he imagined pushing his tongue into his daughters tight pussy. Stream after stream of cum erupted from his cock as he imagined nibbling on her small love button.
Jack laid there for a moment, catching his breath. It took a few minutes before the blood returned to his head and he could get up and clean himself off. He grabbed some tissue and wiped up what he could, then changed into a clean T-shirt. Luckily he had exhausted himself so he didn't have the energy to berate himself over how perverted he was.
After throwing his soiled shirt into the hamper and climbing back under the covers, Jack fell asleep wondering how he could convince the girls to have another movie date.
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