Incest/Taboo Teaching Daughter Self Esteem

A few weeks later my boss called me into his office. At first, I was afraid that I had fucked up on some account, but the moment I walked in I could see by the expression on his face that it was something else.

"I'm worried about you," he said.

"Huh?"

"Come on," he said. "Don't lie. You've used up two years' worth of sick leave in the last five weeks. You call in sick on Tuesday, then you're back at work Wednesday, then 'sick' again Thursday. What does your doctor say?"

"Doctor? I'm not seeing a doctor."

"Well then maybe you ought to. You look like shit, man. Like you're not getting any sleep."

Boy, that wasn't the half of it. With three horny women in the house and me migrating from bed to bed at least twice every night, it was a wonder I was getting any sleep at all. But I wasn't about to tell my boss that.

"Look," he continued. "We've got a generous health plan. If you can't afford to see a doctor, I'm sure we can arrange something. Hell, I'll lend you the money right now." He started to bend forward to pull his wallet out of his back pocket, but then I waved him back into his seat. He had a genuinely concerned expression on his face when he continued, "Work with me. I want to help you."

"It's not that," I said. "It's . . . ." Jesus, I thought to myself, I'd better come up with something quick. Why hadn't it occurred to me when I was taking almost half of every week off to spend the day fucking my daughter, that someone at work might start asking questions? "It's . . . it's my uncle. He died."

"Your uncle?" my boss asked. He looked mystified.

"We were, uh, we were very close." My brain started going into gear, spinning out lies like there was no tomorrow. I didn't even have an uncle. "He practically raised me. I keep thinking that I can go back to work, but then the grief – it just hits me."

"I understand," my boss said. "I was like that when my grandmother died last year." His eyes started to tear up, obviously recalling something about his dear grandma. Jesus, if there was anything worse than lying your head off to get sympathy, it was succeeding so well that you brought your target to the point of tears. I felt like a goddamned heel.

"Look," said my boss, "I know that our personnel handbook doesn't allow for bereavement leave in cases other than a sibling or parent, but I'm sure I can sweet talk the guy over at Human Resources. Do you need more time off to go to the funeral?"

Oh, fuck. I felt like shit, taking advantage of my boss like this. "No, uh, it's okay. The family isn't holding a memorial service or anything like that. He didn't want it that way."

"I understand. Your uncle must have loved Life too much to believe in mourning." Aw fuck – he was tearing up again. My boss was such a nice guy. Instead of being a corporate executive, he should have been a grief counselor. Why was I lying to him like this?

Well actually, I knew exactly why I was lying to him like this. It was to cover up the fact that I was a horny asshole who was not only fucking his 18 year old busty daughter right in front of his wife. I was also fucking my daughter's petite bisexual Asian lover, often at the same time. My boss might have been incredibly sympathetic to a guy who mourned his favorite uncle, but I felt fairly certain he wouldn't feel quite so sympathetic if he knew the real reason I was calling in sick every other day.

"Listen," said my boss. "Don't worry about the sick leave. You take all the time you need. You want to take a week off, I'll square it with Personnel. Or if you want to keep taking an occasional day off every now and then, do it. Take long walks. Spend time with your family."

"I will," I said. "I'll spend a lot of time with my family. A whole lot."

A whole fucking fucking fucking lot.

That night when I came home my wife and daughter met me at the door. Both wore matching denim short-shorts that were so tiny they showed not only their ass cheeks but also rode up their cracks almost like thongs. They wore bra-less, crop-top t-shirts that had been cut with scissors just above halfway up their torsos, leaving the undersides of their big boobs exposed. Their outfits – mother and daughter together – were designed to be open to my groping.

Elaine was on one side of me and Katie was on the other, rubbing up against me and pressing their incredible tit flesh against my chest. "Daddy, what took you so long?" Katie asked as she and her mother cooperated in unzipping my fly, then unbuttoning my trousers and pulling them down to the ground. Meanwhile, I was cupping my daughter's and my wife's ass cheeks and pulling their curvy bodies even closer to me, my dick getting harder and harder even as my two women struggled to free it from my pants.

Once my pants were around my ankles, I kicked off my shoes while mother and daughter cooperated in stroking my long hard cock. "Oh, Daddy," Katie cooed, "every day I miss you so much. Why do you ever have to leave us?" She gave me a long, soulful kiss.

Mother and daughter then led me by my cock to the couch, walking backward the whole way while they pulled on my dick. Their faces were beaming with the joy of sexual anticipation. "Cum, Daddy! Cum with us!" Elaine urged as she jacked my cock and led me to the couch.

A few moments later, I was seated in the middle of the couch with my big-busted blonde daughter beside me, her legs tucked under her like a little girl while she began unbuttoning my shirt. Elaine, meanwhile, knelt on the ground before me and began to slurp on my hard dick.

Randi then appeared in the kitchen doorway, already stripped of her clothes. Her horny expression, eyes fixed on my crotch, showed that she was ready for me. "Welcome home, Mister J," she said. She moved behind where Katie was sitting and, grasping her lover's torn t-shirt at the bottom hems, quickly pulled it over Katie's head. Katie's huge bra-less tits bounced sexily before my eyes.

Randi then cupped Katie's big tits from behind and smiled so hard that her eyes squinted down to little slits. The combination of nude two girls, a huge-titted blonde and behind her a grinning little Asian pixie with long black hair, looked fantastic.

"Aren't your daughter's tits incredible?" Randi asked. "I love 'em too!!" She began giggling as she bounced Katie's huge F-cup breasts up and down in her little hands. Katie tilted her head and smiled benignly at me, giving in to pleasure as her girlfriend lewdly mashed her tits for my viewing benefit. One of Katie's hands drifted down to my crotch and began jacking my cock into her mother's hungry mouth. While her hand bounced up and down my pole, she continued to smile dreamily.

Randi giggled hornily: "Hee hee hee! Big blonde tits! Big teenage blonde tits!! Hee hee hee!" Her tiny hands were dwarfed by the effort of holding her girlfriend's big tits, tit flesh overflowing around her fingers. Katie blissfully leaned her head back against Randi's shoulder, her eyes half-lidded with lust while she continued to jack my cock. Each time Randi pinched one of Katie's hardened nipples, my daughter shivered and jerked in mini-orgasmic ecstasy.

Meanwhile, Elaine had progressed from loudly slurping the sides of my cock to giving me a straight-up blowjob, her red lips plunging up and down on my fat cock. The sound of her gagging and slurping filled the room.

Randi stood and moved to the couch, sitting on the other side of me. Now both my teenage girls were cuddling up to me, giggling girlishly while Katie's mother, my wife, knelt before me servicing my hard tool. I went back and forth, kissing one, then the other, each kiss more passionate and longer than the last. My teen girls pressed against me anxiously, each eager for the opportunity to outdo her girlfriend, competing to see who could please Daddy more. Mom, meanwhile, was on her knees in her own world of slavish cock sucking.

It seemed like a strange role reversal of where we had been only a few weeks ago. Then, my wife had been the adult role model to these two girls. Then she became the one to start the sex play that had led us to where we were now. Now here she was, kneeling before me with my dick in her mouth, nodding her head up and down rhythmically as if she were assenting to everything that was going on. With my arms draped over the shoulders of my two teenage nymphets, my wife was taking a subservient role as my cock servant.

"Suck me!" I gasped. "Serve my cock!"

"Mmph! Mmph! Mmph!" she gurgled. Her eyes were riveted on mine as her head bobbed up and down in assent.

Both girls started laughing. "Daddy cock!" Katie squealed. "Daddy cock is in control!" My painfully shy, busty daughter had, in the last several weeks, become so devoted to me that she seemed determined to turn her entire voluptuous body into a tool for my pleasure. She was curled up so close to me that it was as if her body were molded to mine. Her soft boobs were like huge pillows against my chest.

I pulled my arms back from draping around my teenage girls and instead brought my hands to rest on my wife's head, directing her to suck me deeper and faster. Katie and Randi, for their part, each took one of my wife's hands, intertwining their fingers with Elaine's.

Elaine had lost all control. My daughter and her little bisexual Japanese girlfriend shifted from holding Elaine's hands lovingly to holding her wrists down against my thigh. Elaine's hands fluttered helplessly, almost spasmodically, against the teenagers' grip. They were preventing her from moving. My own hands directed my wife's head faster and faster as her mouth plunged up and down on my dick. Elaine still stared into my eyes as she sucked, but now her eyes widened and her eyebrows shot up in surprise and wonderment that she had so lost control over the situation. I was making her gag over and over, fucking her face. My teenage lovers were holding her hands in place, and she had no say in the matter.

"Suck me!" I ordered. "Nod your head 'Yes'!" I pushed her head up and down. She "Glugg-ed!" and "Mmph-ed!" in response, maybe agreeing, maybe not. I didn't care. The girls and I laughed more.

"You love to eat cock, don't you?" I growled.

"Mmph! Mmph!" Her head nodded up and down on my dick as I forced her to agree.

"You belong on your knees sucking my dick, don't you?"

"Gugg! Gugg!" she gagged as I forced her face up and down. Her eyes still wide open in shock, they were almost pleading with me while I gripped her hair and face fucked her. Elaine's fingers, held down against my thighs by Katie and Randi, began clutching spasmodically – maybe grabbing for a nonexistent lifeline, or maybe in some sort of automatic response to my raping her mouth.

"My dick belongs in your mouth – my cum belongs in your throat! Don't you agree? Nod 'Yes'!"

I laughed in sexual triumph – flanked by my pregnant sex toy on one side and my impossibly buxom daughter on the other, both urging me on while they held my wife down. Again I forced Elaine's head up and down in "agreement". Her fingernails dug into my thighs, tracing long red marks in my skin as she succumbed to the taste of cock meat. Her head began to shiver as I thrust my rod in and out relentlessly.

Randi started laughing as she chanted in time with my thrusts, "Yes! (thrust) Yes! (thrust) Yes! (thrust) See Daddy? She loves it!" One of Randi's hands joined mine on the back of Elaine's head and she began helping me push my wife's head up and down even faster. "It's your turn, Mommy!" Randi cried. "We all have to submit to Daddy! Gag on his cock and drink his cum! Suck Daddydick and drink Daddycum! It's your duty to serve Daddy!"

"Suck me!" I bellowed. "Swallow my cum! Take it, you slut!"

Being called a slut seemed to push Elaine over the edge. Her eyes had been wide open with her eyebrows alternately shocked and querulous and pleading. But now her eyes rolled back in their sockets and she seemed to go into another place, a place of orgasmic submission where she was barely conscious of anything but the cock thrusting in and out of her mouth. Her gag reflex disappeared entirely and I fucked her mouth deeper than ever. Her mouth, her beautiful face, had become my cock socket.

And when I came, my cum went straight down her throat and her gullet, into her hungry tummy. Barely conscious, Elaine whimpered and then shivered in a shattering orgasm.

The girls and I released her and Elaine fell backward onto the carpet, her mouth gaping open. Cum pooled on her lolling tongue and dribbled from her mouth. Her lips were smeared with white cream and a small stream of cum led from the corner of her mouth along her cheek.

"Now swallow," I ordered softly.

Elaine dutifully closed her mouth and gulped down a mouthful of sperm, then sighed contentedly. Sleepily, she licked her lips and smiled at the taste of her husband's – now her Master's – cum.

I turned to Randi. "Clean my cock," I ordered.

"Yes, Mr. J." My little sex servant Randi began dutifully licking the combined spittle and sperm off of my rod. Then I turned to Katie and, while my wife lay prostrate at our feet, I began kissing my beautiful blonde daughter.

I was in heaven. With my cum-spattered wife lying at my feet, I hugged both my teenage harem members. My dark haired little Asian fuckdoll licked the sperm off my dick, and while my gorgeous, devoted blonde daughter kissed me lovingly, my hands roamed all over her huge tits.

We rested after dinner for a few hours. Katie and Randi did their homework while Elaine and I cuddled on the couch.

"You called me a slut," she said quietly.

I didn't say anything. I wasn't sure where this was going.

"I'm NOT a slut, you know," she pointed out. "I only fuck you. I will only EVER fuck you."

"Did I upset you?" I asked.

"No," she said. She began rubbing my cock through my pants. It was a sort of absent-minded fondling – I think sometimes it calmed her to touch my penis at times when she was feeling upset or, as now, thoughtful. She paused, then added, "To tell you the truth, it turned me on. I don't know why." She unzipped my fly and pulled out my cock.

"When this whole thing started," she mused, "I pictured myself in charge. You were going to tease Katie, you were going to fuck the shit out of little Randi – Jesus! Shy little Randi! Barely five feet tall and a hundred pounds when she's sopping wet! Who knew she had all that in her? You know I've taught her to lick my clit for more than an hour at a time?" She stretched out on the couch on her stomach with her head on my lap and began leisurely licking up and down my cock like a popsicle while she spoke. I responded by sliding my hand up her skirt and caressing the perfect globes of her ass.

"Anyway, I thought I was in charge. Would always be in charge. I set up that stupid boundary that you could do anything with Katie short of fucking her – as if that was going to hold!"

She licked my cock some more, then began kissing it lovingly. "Oh God, honey, your cock! Your long, thick cock was too much for me. Too much for Randi and me combined. Your cock had to have a third woman – your sexy little daughter!"

She plunged her mouth onto my cock and deepthroated me so that tears came into her eyes, but I suspected that the tears were mostly from what she was saying and feeling rather than from the sensation of gagging herself on my rod. When she lifted her head off my dick, she looked up into my face, her eyes moistened with tears. "I'm not in control, honey. You fuck me, you fuck our daughter, you knock up our daughter's best friend and have her move in with us as your own little pregnant sex toy. And I'm not in control of any of it!"

"I'm sorry, sweetheart," I said. "This whole thing got out of ha. . ."

"Don't be!! Don't be sorry. And don't stop! Tonight when you came home and fucked my face, you told me what my place was: on my knees, sucking your cock and drinking your sperm and accepting it."

She kissed the mushroom head of my dick lovingly, and with the head of my dick still in her mouth, she mumbled, "Ur gock owe eee" ("Your cock owns me!") "Ah gove ur gock – Ah ave oo uck oo!" ("I love your cock – I have to suck you!") then she took my dick out of her mouth, but kept the head right next to her lips – itself a fantastic sight that burned itself in my mind – as she looked me in the eyes and said, "You called me your slut and I came so much I practically had an out-of-body experience."

I slipped a finger into her asshole and thrust in and out gently. Her body jolted and she shivered all over. I asked her, "So ARE you my slut?"

"Yes! Oh God, yes!! I'm your slut. Your own personal slut. A slut who gives her daughter to you. A slut who gave you a whole party of teenage dance students to fuck all night. A slut who handed you a little Japanese pixie to sit on your dick all through dinner. I was worried that if you fucked our daughter you wouldn't have any dick left for me. But she energizes you! You fuck me more than ever! Three horny women are barely enough for you! You fuck us all so well!!"

"In that case, suck my cock – you little slut."

She chuckled. "Yes, Daddy." She began licking my cock while I leaned back on the couch.

"My harem wife," I whispered to her. She began slurping more eagerly. "My slut. My personal slut wife. One member of my harem."

She lifted her head off of my crotch for just a moment and smiled up at me. "Fuck yeah," she said, and then went back to her slut duties.

An hour later I left my wife and told her not to wait up in bed – I needed to tuck in the girls.

Ever since she moved into our house after being kicked out by her parents, Randi had shared a bed with my beautiful daughter. When I entered their bedroom, I saw them intertwined on the bed, kissing each other.

The sight of the two of them was striking. Katie was curly haired, blonde and petite – only 5'2" and 112 pounds – but with an incredible hourglass figure and a tight little waist that highlighted her round ass and her incredible 32F rack. Randi, on the other hand, was half Japanese, half Irish, and seemed to have inherited the sexiest parts of both heritages: long, shimmering straight black hair, alabaster skin and the cutest Asian eyes, yet with 30C tits that looked incredible on her tiny 5 foot tall frame. As short as Katie was, Randi looked like a sexy little Japanese elf lying beside her.

The two of them looked up from their kissing as soon as I came toward their bed. They disentangled themselves enough for each to reach out an arm for me. "Daddy!" Katie said. "What took you so long? We've been waiting for you!"

I lay down between them and they began to cover my face, my neck and my chest with little feather kisses. Randi scooted down on the bed so she could begin sucking my cock. She knew it was often her job in her new family to act as fluffer for me – not that I needed any help getting hard for either of these two little sexpots. Randi mewled and cooed with pleasure as she went to work on her favorite job in the world – licking my big dick.

Between kisses, Katie shared with me that she was upset. She fed me one of her nipples and cradled my head against one of her soft tits while she spoke. "You came in Mom's mouth tonight – not in my pussy. You know I need your seed. How else am I going to get pregnant? How else will Randi and I have babies together?"

It wasn't as if this was the first time Katie had talked about getting pregnant. In fact, ever since our "marriage" when I started fucking her after weeks of intense teasing, she had talked almost incessantly about pregnancy. She wanted every drop of sperm I could produce to enter her pussy. Every time we made love, she urged me to cum, promising that this time she would become pregnant and become a mother.

I fucking loved it. Every time she asked me to knock her up, I got harder. Every time she begged for me to be her sperm donor, I lusted after her even more. Every time she begged for me to become Daddy to her child, I wanted to fill her uterus with more sperm. Her talk of making a baby with me made me indescribably horny every time.

My pelvis involuntarily lurched forward on hearing her words, causing poor Randi to gag. The sheer forbidden sexiness of having my buxom daughter, who already looked almost like an advertisement for a fertility drug, begging me to hurry up and fill her with baby-making sperm, was overpowering.

She was right. I needed to impregnate her. I needed to fill her vagina with cum, to fill her uterus with seed, to make her belly swell and her tits get even larger as they filled with milk. I needed to breed her. I needed to have my two teen nymphos showing bellies full of my cockseed.

"Suck me harder, Randi," I said. "Get me ready so I can fill your girlfriend with cum."

The next several minutes consisted of Randi slurping on my cock while I licked, nibbled and manhandled Katie's big boobs. Katie, sensitive as ever to breast play, began shaking and babbling with pleasure, mixing giggles and exclamations with sexy imagery of herself swollen with child.

"I'm gonna have your baby, Daddy. You're gonna pump me full of baby juice and I'm gonna conceive tonight – I just know it! Suck my tits, Daddy! Suck my big tits and think how much bigger they'll get when I fill up with milk for you! Fuck me and fill me Daddy! Fill my womb. I'm so fertile. So young. I'm just a girl. Make me a woman. Make me a mommy!"

I gave her what she wanted. What she needed. She needed my cock. She needed my sperm. She needed to create new life inside her. She needed to cum, knowing that when she climaxed she would be accepting fully her Daddy's seed. She needed her Daddy to breed her.

I gave her my cock over and over and over, pounding her deeply. Katie's screams filled the house as she stammered and babbled her dedication to her Daddy's meat. "Yes, Daddy! You feel so good, Daddy! Fill me, Daddy! Breed me, Daddy! Fuck me, Daddy! Give me your baby, Daddy!"

And then finally her screams devolved into one urgent mantra of lust. She sobbed, "Daddy! Daddy! Daddy!" as she came over and over. Her legs quivered uncontrollably as she spasmed in an extended orgasm that seemed to go on and on and on. "Daddeeeee!"

Through it all, she lay under me. I could feel every inch of her perfect teenage body as she gave herself to me. Her soft tits pressed against my chest. Her hands clawed at my back. Her legs wrapped around me, pulling me deeper inside her than I had ever thought possible. She needed every drop of cum that I could give to her.

"OH PLEASE, DADDY! PLEASE CUM INSIDE ME!"

Finally I exploded inside my fertile blonde daughter. Cum streamed out of my cock and straight into her womb. I knew at that instant that she had been impregnated, and so did she. A look of fulfilled ecstasy swept over her face.

"Yes! Yes!" she cried. "I can feel it! A baby, Daddy! You're giving me a baby!"
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Near the end of the school year, things slacked off academically for the high school seniors. The teachers knew that it would take a stick of dynamite to motivate classrooms full of eighteen year olds who were dreaming of nothing but getting out of the place that they had viewed as a prison for the previous four years. Homework assignments dropped, and classroom lectures often included movies and other entertainments that had only a dubious academic connection. The teachers were burned out, too, I guess.

That was how Randi got introduced to that ridiculous TV show, "Throne of Bones". Think of the English Wars of the Roses, only with even more sex and decapitations. Oh yeah, and dragons. God knows how her history teacher managed to convince himself that this stuff had any academic merit. At least it kept the students quiet during class, I suppose.

Randi binge watched the whole series, replete with defenestrations, sword fights, incestuous surprises, and – oh, yeah – dragons. What could make the Wars of the Roses interesting? Add dragons.

After a couple of weeks of non-stop "Throne of Bones" episodes, Randi began playfully imitating the pseudo-Renaissance speech patterns of the show, complete with Milord and Milady and all that stuff. Her nicknames for Elaine and me, "Mr. J" and "Mrs. J", morphed into "Master J" and "Mistress J".

Then it morphed again.

The first time I really noticed it was one afternoon when I came home an hour early from work.

When I walked into the house I heard moans from inside our bedroom.

It didn't come as much of a surprise to find Elaine relaxing in an easy chair with little Randi curled up at her feet eating her out. By this time, Randi's sexual education had included a LOT of oral sessions, and both Elaine and I had been guiding her to become our own little oral servant.

Randi REALLY took to it. Her submissive streak was a mile wide. Coupled with Elaine's and my oral instruction, Randi was developing what amounted to an oral fixation with giving head to both men and women. Sometimes, when she was done with her homework, she sucked me off for a half an hour or more, masturbating while she licked and jacked me off. The whole time that she licked, slurped and worshiped my cock I stroked her head and gave loving encouragement. "Good girl," I whispered. "Such a good cocksucker. Sweet obedient little Randi. You're my special dick licker. You love having cock in your mouth, don't you. Cock tastes so good to you. Lick my dick like an obedient little girl." Randi licked and mewled submissively.

Now she was servicing my wife with equal dedication.

When I walked in I saw her nude and kneeling with her back toward me. Her long hair had been plaited into two long black braids.

Elaine was holding both pigtails near the base as she forced Randi's head into her muff. I watched silently as she then took one hand away from our petite fuckdoll's head and began caressing one of her own tits. The other hand remained on the back of Randi's head, pushing little Randi into her crotch. Elaine's head lolled back against the headrest of the chair in a daze of pleasure.

"Lick my clit, Randi."

"Yes, Mistress J."

"You're such a little slut!"

"Yes, Mistress."

"A perfect little rug muncher."

"Yes, Mistress."

At that moment Elaine looked up and saw me across the room, staring at the two of them. She smiled at me as she continued instructing Randi, "Tell me you're an oral slut."

"I'm an oral slut, Mistress J."

"A little Asian oral slut who's addicted to licking clit."

"I'm a little Asian oral slut, Mistress, and I'm addicted to licking my Mistress's clit."

I quietly began stripping off my clothes, careful not to make any noise that would let Randi know I had entered the room.

Elaine obviously knew what I was thinking, because she then ordered Randi, "Get on your hands and knees, slut."

Randi obeyed. Her tongue was still glued to her mistress's pussy. Her cute little ass and pussy presented themselves to me.

I carefully lined myself up behind Randi without giving myself away. When I finally grabbed her hips and rammed my cock into her pussy, she gasped and raised her head in surprise.

"Master!!"

"Did I say you could take your mouth off my pussy, dear?" asked Elaine.

"No, Mistress. I . . ."

"It's just your Master, home from work," Elaine said soothingly. "You want to welcome him, don't you?"

"Randi always welcomes me, don't you, Randi?" I said as I pushed my rod deeper into her tight twat. I reached forward and grasped her two braided pigtails, holding them like reins.

Randi obediently arched her back, gasping. Her pelvis began humping me. "Welcome home, Master!"

"Good girl," I said. My voice was gentle, but at the same time I picked up the pace of fucking her. "Now go back to licking your Mistress like a good girl."

Randi continued to service us for the next half hour, sucking and getting fucked over and over and over. I loved the feeling of holding her long braids like reins, guiding her as I rammed in and out of her tight little pussy.

Randi was so pliable. She was made to be used. Made to be a fuckdoll. Her perfect little body, barely five feet tall, was so light that she enjoyed being manipulated for my pleasure. "Ride me, Master!" she screamed as I pulled on her pigtail reins, making her raise her head and arch backwards into my hard cock. "Make me fuck you!"

When Elaine and I were finally spent, Randi curled up between us cooing and seeking affection. At those moments, she was like a little kitten that wanted nothing more than to be petted and stroked. Even then, though, she insisted that when she curled up with us, she wanted my cock in her mouth. She fell asleep sucking me, her head cradled in my hands.
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By the time Katie and Randi graduated in June, they were four and five months pregnant. They were just past the point where, looking at their growing bellies, it was obvious that they were not merely gaining weight but instead were definitely pregnant. Dressed in their black shapeless gowns and the black mortarboard hats, though, the bulges in their tummies weren't noticeable.

The graduation was held outdoors on the school athletic field, with the families and friends filling the bleachers. One by one, the principal called each of the seniors up to the podium and gave them a scrolled-up diploma.

Afterwards, all of the graduates and their families strolled around the high school grounds saying goodbye to each other and taking each other's pictures. It was disappointing but came as no surprise to notice that not a single fellow student approached either Katie or Randi to say a anything or to pose for a selfie in their caps and gowns.

How is it, I wondered to myself, that two beautiful and interesting girls could drift through high school and never even get noticed by their classmates? Of course, given the girls' intense shyness it hardly came as a shock. Both Randi and Katie had worked assiduously to never be noticed by anyone, wearing ugly, shapeless clothing and looking away or toward the ground any time anyone even directed a comment in their direction. Even the goths and geeks – the quintessential high school outsiders – ignored my daughter and her best friend.

But really, I asked myself, how clueless were these high school boys? Once you even glanced beyond their atrocious, ill-fitting clothing, it should have been obvious that Katie and Randi were absolute knockouts. It made me sad to think that these high school kids – all of them – were so wrapped up in their own worlds of popularity contests and football that they were unable to see two beautiful albeit unconventional girls who were literally standing next to them.

I also noted that none of Randi's family had showed up for the ceremony. Her mother and father were divorced and both had remarried, but neither of Randi's two families had come to the graduation. I was sad for Randi's sake, but my sympathy for her was laced with a strong dose of guilt. After all, it was my fault that Randi had gotten pregnant and had been rejected by both her mother and father and their step families.

We took turns using the camera. First we took pictures of Katie and Randi individually and together. Then Randi took pictures of Katie beside Elaine and me, and gradually, handing the camera around to each other, we took photos of every permutation of the four of us.

After we got home we took more pictures. Elaine had recently rearranged everything in the garage, turning it into a makeshift photo studio with foam rubber cushions on the ground, covered by white sheets that spread along the ground and up one wall as a blank backdrop. Elaine even had places marked in duct tape where she regularly placed a tripod, enabling her to take photos from the same angle over and over. It was only after several months of photo-taking that I learned what she was doing with some of those photos, but I'll get to that later.

In the privacy of our jury-rigged photo studio we began a new series of graduation photos. At first, Elaine situated me in the middle, flanked by my two teenage girls dressed in their black gowns and those goofy flat-topped mortarboard hats that are the standard graduation wear. Then the girls posed in profile back to back, smiling at the camera and hugging their bellies in a way that drew the gowns closer to their bodies. The effect was that they were creating an outline of their pregnant bellies, smiling and showing off their pregnancies.

The next step was more explicit. My daughter and her Japanese nymph friend unzipped their gowns and let the sides drape open, then posed again in the exact same position, back to back and with their heads turned toward the camera, smiling toward the viewfinder. Under the gowns, they wore nothing at all. This time the picture showed them cupping the bottom of their swelling bodies. They were putting their fertility on display.

The next set of photos was of my two teenage lovers kissing. Sometimes their gowns took up a lot of the frame, but in other shots the gowns were swept to the side, so that the two teens were clad mostly in their graduation caps while they kissed, their fertile bellies rubbing against one another. Posing for the camera, they started rubbing each other's pregnant bellies and playing with each other's tits while they made out.

By this time I'd seen the two of them kissing a myriad of times, but I still found it just as erotic as the first time I'd caught them at it. Their soft young bodies and their tongues intertwining was incredibly erotic all by itself.

But the best part of watching them kiss each other was that I knew that even as they expressed their passion for each other, in both their minds there was still one crucial element missing – me. My cock twitched with anticipation when they broke off their kiss and turned toward Elaine and me. Looking into the camera lens, they smiled and simultaneously crooked their index fingers in the camera's and my direction, inviting me to join them.

I re-entered the picture. The first picture of us together showed both my teen girls standing on tiptoe and demurely kissing me on both cheeks. Then, still standing in the middle, I put my arms around my diminutive nymphettes, hugging them close as they stood facing the camera thrusting their swollen tits and bellies out proudly.

At this point, my clothes were starting to feel uncomfortable. Elaine took a series of pictures of my daughter and her girlfriend, still wearing their black mortarboard and open graduation gowns, kneeling before me to pull down my pants. When my cock sprang out, Elaine was positioned on the side to capture Katie's and Randi's delighted expressions as my long dick bounced against their faces.

The pictures that Elaine took of the double blowjob were fantastic. Elaine stood on a chair behind me and shot pictures over my shoulder. My daughter and her Japanese-American girlfriend had their graduation caps cocked back on their heads as they alternately looked into my eyes or the camera lens while blowing me.

Squeezing closer together, they each put an arm around the other's waist, so that my two teenage lovers looked like suck sisters, hugging each other while they serviced and worshiped Daddy. In between slurps, the camera captured their smiles and laughs as they gaily pleasured me in their graduation gowns. They giggled every time their mortarboards bumped into each other while they cooperated in licking my shaft. Their smiles and horny giggling showed that my cock was their favorite toy in the world.

Elaine pulled up a chair and had me sit. "Titfuck your Daddy," Elaine commanded our daughter.

Katie obeyed. Elaine stood behind me and allowed her 36DD tits to caress the back and top of my head while she photographed our daughter from above. I reached up and caressed Elaine's big boobs nestled on either side of my head while she took photos.

Katie was still wearing her mortarboard. Smiling with a look of adoration, she stared into my eyes and sometimes into the camera. She cupped her humongous boobs, trying to smother my cock while it slipped up and down in the cavernous valley of her cleavage. It was the lewdest graduation tableau I'd ever imagined.

Elaine rasped out, "More! More! Your Daddy needs to use your big soft tits, sweetie! Titfuck him faster!" I was struck yet again at the craziness that Elaine was okay with my fucking our daughter right in front of her. It made me feel even hornier. The feeling of Elaine's big soft boobs against my head was incredible.

Our next graduation pose was even better. Elaine continued to snap photos while Katie positioned herself on her hands and knees, her huge, full tits dangling toward the floor. I swept the open graduation gown onto the other side of her torso away from the camera. Elaine got a perfect shot of our pregnant daughter posed doggie-style, getting fucked from behind while she turned her head toward the camera and smiled happily with the mortarboard on her head.

The graduation tassel bounced wildly in time with her big hanging tits. "Look at me!" she giggled, smiling into the camera lens as she twirled her finger around the tassel and touched the end corner of the mortarboard. "Hee hee hee! I'm a graduate! We're having a Fuck Party to celebrate my graduation! I'm a high school graduate getting fucked by my Daddy!"

"Spank my ass, Daddy!" she screamed. "Graduations are like birthdays! You need to spank my eighteen year old ass eighteen times – one for each year! Spank me while you fuck me!"

Elaine switched her camera to video mode. I began to buck my hard cock into my pregnant blonde daughter's tight pussy while swinging the palm of my hand onto her firm, perfectly round ass cheeks.

"ONE!" I screamed.

"OH FUCK YEAH! SPANK MY ASS, DADDY!"

"TWO!"

"I LOVE YOUR COCK, DADDY!"

"THREE!"

"FUCK MEEEE! FUCK YOUR DAUGHTER!!"

Katie's ass was developing a hand-shaped red mark where I was spanking her. I looked over and saw horny little Randi on the ground a few feet away, her body looking perfect against the blank white backdrop of the photo setup, her legs splayed open while she fingered herself frantically. Her mortarboard hat was tilted off crazily to the side and almost ready to fall off as she gazed dazedly at me, her eyes half-lidded, smiling and biting her tongue in ecstacy. She looked like she was drunk on lust.

I thrust my cock into my daughter's tight pussy and smacked her ass again.

"FOUR!

"YEAH! RIDE ME, DADDY! RIDE MY ASS!"

"FIVE!"

"I'M CUMMING! YOU'RE MAKING ME CUM, DADDY!"

Katie's back arched and her ass began bucking. Her huge tits swung in and out in rhythm with my thrusts. Her head and the crazy black mortarboard hat she was wearing flew up and down as her back arched over and over. Her pussy muscles clenched on my tool. The feeling was fantastic. I looked over at Elaine, only to see her moving all around us, getting a sweeping view of me fucking our busty teenage daughter. What a perfect high school graduation celebration, I thought to myself.

"SIX!"

"GUH! GUH! DADDY!"

"SEVEN!"

"I LOVE MY DADDY! I LOVE MY DADDY!"

"EIGHT!"

"NEVER STOP LOVING ME! NEVER STOP FUCKING ME!"

"I promise," I said. "I promise I'll never stop fucking my beautiful little girl." Then I smacked her again. "NINE!" I cried.

"OH GOD! OH DADDY!"

"TEN!"

"RIDE ME, DADDY! RIDE ME!"

While I continued to fuck my voluptuous daughter, her girlfriend Randi stood and walked over to my wife. Wordlessly, she took the camera from Elaine and gestured that Elaine should join us while Randi took over as photographer.

I spanked my daughter's fantastic ass again as I pumped my cock into her doggie-style.

"ELEVEN!"

"UH! UH! SO DEEP!"

Elaine quickly stripped off her clothes and unhooked her bra. Within seconds, she positioned herself behind me and pressed herself against my back. Her big tits pressed into me from behind while she began mimicking the thrusting motions that I was making. I felt like every inch of her deliciously curvy body was in synch with my own as I pistoned in and out of our blonde daughter. Randi began snapping photos of the three of us.

"TWELVE!"

"DADDYCOCK! I LOVE DADDYCOCK SO MUCH!"

My hand was leaving a bright red welt on my beautiful daughter's ass. I spanked her again.

"THIRTEEN!"

"FUCK ME, DADDY! I LOVE IT WHEN YOU FUCK ME!!"

Elaine began whispering in my ear as I fucked our daughter. "Isn't this a perfect high school graduation party?" she cooed. "Fucking fucking perfect!" One of her hands reached around my torso and stroked my chest, while the other sought out my nutsack and massaged my balls. Her big tits felt fantastic mashed against me, and I could feel her entire body move with mine as I humped our daughter. "Two little high school graduates screaming for your cock, begging for your cum. You've impregnated them both! I love the fact that you're such a stud that you keep all three of us satisfied!"

I spanked Katie again.

"FOURTEEN!"

"FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!"

"FIFTEEN!"

"DADDY! DADDY! DADDY!"

Elaine continued whispering in my ear while she played with my balls, urging me to unload my semen into our daughter. "You fuck us so good, Daddy. All your girls. We belong to you. Your harem. Your big titty harem. Your cocksucking, obedient harem. Your dick-worshiping, Daddy-loving harem. Fuck your harem, Daddy. Fuck us all!"

"SIXTEEN!"

"KEEP SPANKING ME, DADDY!"

Katie's orgasmic ecstasy kept mounting higher and higher. Her head, still wearing the mortarboard, was jerking up and down spasmodically. Her whole body was arching and thrusting back onto my cock so violently that it was almost as if she was having a seizure. She was experiencing an extended orgasm that seemed to have no beginning or end.

"SEVENTEEN!"

"CUMMING! I CAN'T STOP CUMMING!!"

Katie collapsed forward, her head cradled in her arms touching the ground, while her ass remained up in the air receiving my cock over and over. Her cries turned to sobs of joy.

I spanked her one last time.

"EIGHTEEN!"

"I LOVE YOU, DADDY! I LOVE YOU SO MUCH!"

I pulled out of my daughter's tight pussy and gestured with my arm for Randi to join me. Randi put down the camera and ran toward me, burying herself in my arms while Elaine came around from her position behind me and started to hug me from the side. The three of us held each other for a moment, then both Randi and Elaine sank down on the ground and began licking my still-hard cock. Katie, meanwhile, whimpered with release and, still shivering with the aftermath of our furious coupling, lay on the ground, curled up almost into a fetal position while she stared at me in wonder and adoration.

Elaine was right, I said to myself. All three of them were completely under my control, slavishly addicted to my cock and sperm. As that thought went through my head, I lost all control. My dick began spurting cum onto the faces of both Randi and Elaine.

"Take it! Drink it! Lick up my cum!" I cried.

They did. Elaine and Randi embraced and immediately began licking the cum off of each other's faces. Katie crawled toward them and joined in, licking and savoring the taste of Daddy.

It was the perfect end of our high school graduation party. I picked up the camera from the ground and took one last picture: my blonde daughter and her dark haired, bisexual Asian girlfriend, still wearing their black mortarboard hats, licking cum off of my wife's face.​