“My, my,” I said, looking down on the two girls. “Do you honestly believe that I’m going to let two little girls suck on my cock?”
“We’re not little girls, daddy,” Courtney giggled. “We’ve been eighteen for months. We’re adults and want to make love to you. Tara and I have wanted to for years now.”
“Oh, really?” I said. “Just you and Tara? No one else?”
“Well,” my daughter blushed, “I have a few more friends who do, but they’re not eighteen yet. Plus, I told them you’re my daddy, I have first dibs.”
“That’s the truth, Mr. Brook,” Tara nodded.
“Okay,” I said, crossing my arms across my chest. “Well then, have you and all your friends ever considered what you would happen if I said no?”
“We sure have, daddy!” Courtney smiled. “We were going to tie you down and then make love to you! All of us, one after another, each of us getting a load of your sperm!”
“Amazing,” I frowned, shaking my head. “You’d rape your own father.”
“No,” my daughter gasped, her blue eyes wide with shock. “We, we wouldn’t do that.”
“That’s what is sounds like.”
“Please, Mr. Brook,” Tara pleaded, removing her hand from beneath Courtney’s panties. “We’d never want to hurt you. We just want you to love us. We all thought it would be better if it was you who would make us women.”
“So you are little girls then.”
“Yes, daddy,” Courtney said, her face hovering inches away from my cock. “We’re little girls. Please, make us women.”
“Please, sir, make us women,” Tara nodded, her breath hot on my twitching dick.
“When I’m good and ready to,” I grinned darkly. “But I want your word that you’ll do as I say from now on. I’m going to want the full and honest truth from you and all your friends.”
“Sure, daddy,” my daughter grinned up at me.
“I can do that,” Tara agreed.
“Also,” I continued, “All sexual activity must be approved by me. Understood?”
“You mean,” Courtney glanced at Tara. “We, we wouldn’t be able to have fun with each other?”
“Only under my supervision,” I glared.
“I don’t know,” Tara said. “I mean, I want you to take my virginity, but I, I’d have to stop everything I’ve been doing with a lot of my friends.”
“C’mon, Tara,” Courtney pleaded, looking into her green eyes. “Please do this. We’d still be able to enjoy ourselves in front of my father, and when the others have their birthdays, they’d be over here to.” |