Kim came strutting out in a blue bikini. Both men stared in disbelief. It was a small string one that hugged in all the right spots. She walked to the middle of the room and did a slow turn.
The men took in her tan body. She had toned legs, a firm ass, and perfect breasts. "They didn't make them like that when I was in high school," Carl said.
Kim did another full turn, slowly, then strutted over to Carl. She plopped herself down on his lap and reached for his glass. Carl brought the glass to her lips, letting her take a large sip.
Jack was distracted from the scene as his daughter came stumbling into the living room. Emily had on a small green bikini that went well with her pale body and red hair. Jack couldn't help but stare. His eyes were glued to her milky breasts as she made her way to the middle of the room.
She did a turn as well, not as graceful as Kim had, then stopped facing Carl with her hands on her hips. Jack stared longingly at his daughters ass. The track running and volleyball had paid off. She was skinny but muscular. Her small pale bubble butt had Jack's full attention.
Emily turned around before Jack could correct his gaze. Her bikini clad mound was now in full view. Daughter or not, Jack wanted to bury his face in it.
"What do you think Daddy?" Emily asked.
Jack struggled for something appropriate to say. "Um, nice baby. Doesn't leave much to the imagination though," he said, trying to be a good father.
"Wait 'til you see the other one!" she said too loudly, then ran off.
Jack sipped his drink and looked at Carl. Kim was still on his lap, drinking from his glass again. Jack watched as Carl ran his hand up her tan thigh. Jack knew that he should probably stop this, but he was curious to see what he did next.
"You'll like the other one," Kim said to Jack.
Jack watched as she parted her thighs, giving Carl better access. She had an evil grin and was staring right at Jack. Even though she was watching him, Jack let his eyes roam her body. He drank in her bikini clad tits and pussy. He heard her let out a small giggle as Carl ran his fingers over the front of her bikini bottoms.
Jack took another drink. If he was going to let this continue, he'd have to be good and drunk. He stared as Carl rubbed his index finger up her slit, pushing the bikini fabric in just a little.
The spell was broken only by his daughter bouncing into the room. This time she had on a bright yellow and white floral bikini. It seemed to cover even less of her tits. Jack noticed the outline of her nipples through the fabric. It wasn't doing much to help his erection.
Jack gulped down another sip of his scotch, almost choking when Emily turned around. If the green bikini had left little to the imagination, this one left next to nothing. Her yellow bikini bottoms were a thong. Jack stared at his daughters pale ass. The fabric was swallowed up by her butt cheeks.
She made her way over to Jack and sat on his lap, crushing his hard-on. Emily pulled his drink away from him, and drained the last sip. Then she picked up the bottle by his feet and refilled the glass. Once she had another sip, she handed it back.
"What do you think, Daddy?" she asked, turning to face him.
His daughter had to feel the stiffness of his prick in her backside. Maybe she was too drunk to notice.
"Yeah, do you like it Jack?" Kim asked, her voice huskier than it had been.
Jack tried to compose himself. Kim had never called him by his first name before. It had always been Mr. Bryant. He looked at Kim and noticed that Carl had pulled her bottoms to the side and was playing with her slick slit with his finger. Kim's pussy was shaved bare and the pinkness of it shone with her juices. Jack's cock twitched under his daughter's ass. She had to feel that now, he thought.
Jack took his drink from his daughter and took a swig. "That's not much of a bikini."
"You don't like it? Emily asked, genuinely concerned.
"No, it's nice," Jack stammered.
Jack started to rub his daughter's back. Lying to himself that it was just a fatherly touch. Emily ground her butt against his hard-on and leaned back.
"I think my friend likes your friend," she whispered into her father's ear.
Jack looked over and saw Kim leaning against Carl. Two of his fingers were now working in and out of her wet pussy. Carl was kissing her on the neck as she drank more of his scotch.
Jack could smell Kim's scent from across the room. His cock jerked again. "That's hot," his daughter said. Jack couldn't tell if she was talking about his cock twitching under her or her friend getting fingered.
Jack knew he should stop this right now. His hand continued to rub his daughter's back. Ever so slightly brushing against the side of her breast, then back down to the swell of her ass.
"Think we need a refill," Kim said looking at Emily.
Emily grabbed the bottle and stood up as Jack was bringing his hand down. It went down her whole right butt cheek. Jack gave it a small squeeze, his mind on autopilot. He watched his daughter's ass as she walked over and filled the glass. His eyes never left the thin strip of fabric buried in her ass.
Once the glass was full, Kim pulled Carl's hand away and stood up. She gave the glass to Emily and gently led her to Carl's lap. Emily shifted to get comfy and took a sip of the drink. Then Kim went over and sat on Jack's lap. Taking his drink from him. She shifted to get Jack's prick nestled into the crack of her ass.
"Thought this might be less awkward for you," Kim whispered to him, "at least at first."
Carl was feeling Emily's thigh and slowly moving his hand to her sex. He looked to Jack to see if he would stop him.
Jack's mind was swimming. The drink and lust had him far too horny to think straight. He wanted to scream at Carl to get his hands off his daughter, yet at the same time he wanted to see her touched like Kim had been.
Kim pushed the glass to Jack's lips. "Here, just go with it," she whispered.
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