Preacher’s Daughters Part 3

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"So many things have happened," he said, distantly.

He looked up at his daughters, bewildered and confused. Kathy felt a twinge of sympathy for him. She dropped her hands from her breasts and inched out to touch his hand. It was strong and yet gentle as she grasped it.

"Did it feel wrong to you?" he asked quietly, looking from one girl to the other.

"No, I don't think so," Kathy replied.

"Me, either. It felt too good to be wrong," Beth added.

"Even though you are sisters?" His eyes searched theirs.

"We love each other and that's what mattered." Kathy's tone was honest and firm.

She watched him as he nodded slowly. His eyes fell on her naked breasts and she saw the bulge move. She felt a strange warmth running through her body when her eyes caressed it.

"I'll have to think about this for a while and then we'll discuss it. Until then, please try not to let it happen again. Okay?" He looked from one to the other.

"Okay," Beth agreed.

"Okay, Daddy," Kathy said.

"Right now it's time you both were in bed." He rose and stepped to the door. "I'll be in to kiss you good night, in a moment."

Kathy and Beth looked at each other for a second after he had left the room. Kathy leaned over and kissed the younger girl on the cheek. "Night," she whispered.

"Night," Beth replied and rose. She padded out of the room and down the hall.

Kathy sat for a moment or two trying to sort out the events of the previous few minutes. She stood and turned back the bed clothes. She reached for a gown and then after a second thought, rejected it and crawled under the sheet, still clad in just her panties. She lay staring at the ceiling and waiting.

Martin had gone into the bathroom after leaving Kathy's room. He stood at the sink, trying to snake his mind function properly. He looked at his reflection in the mirror but his eyes merely stared back at him, offering no answers. He finally turned and left the small room and crossed to his own bedroom. Louise was still sleeping. He looked at her still body for several seconds but that brought no more answers than the mirror had.

He left the sleeping figure of his wife and crossed back to Kathy's room. He paused at the edge of the bed and looked down at her large dark eyes and couldn't help but smile. She returned it. Leaning down he kissed her cheek. She moved her arm to circle his neck and her small hand brushed the slight bulge at his crotch. Sensation ran through him like an electric shock. Her arm found his neck and he kissed her again.

"Night, Daddy," she whispered.

"Goodnight, Kathy. Sleep well."

He straightened up and looked down at her. Her large innocent eyes made him uncomfortable. He struggled with his thoughts until he knew why. They reminded him of Sharon's eyes. He turned quickly and left the room.

Beth was almost asleep when he entered her worn. He bent and kissed her and she sighed sleepily.

"Night, Daddy."

"Night, kitten." He left the room quietly.

Back in his bedroom, he found Louise stirring. She looked up at him, through sleep-heavy eyes and then to the dock.

"The girls in bed?" she asked in a thick voice.

"Umm hmmn. I just tucked them in," he replied. His eyes left her and he began to undress. She stretched and sat up slowly, watching him undress. When he got to his shorts, she noticed the slight bulge. A tremor ran through her. Suddenly, she was awake. Her body juices were flowing and heat was rising from her crotch.

Standing, Louise began to strip, moving slowly. She hoped that Martin was watching. She was being as seductive as she knew how. Her blouse slid away and she dropped it on a chair. Her fingers worked slowly at the zipper of her slacks pushing it down and then she hooked her thumbs in the waistband and pushed the slacks over her wide hips and down around her ankles. She turned to face him and he was sitting on the bed, naked, watching her. A glow ran through her. Between her thighs was damp already and the knowledge that he was watching her made it suddenly wet. She smiled seductively and reached behind her for the bra clasp. She unhooked it and let it slide from the large erect mounds of her breasts. The dark nipples crept into view, erect and tingling.

"Looks like you have something on your mind," she said huskily, nodding toward his lap. His cock stood hard and pulsing.

"So do you," he replied.

She smiled and tossed her bra aside, totally exposing her firm breasts. His eyes widened a little. She reached for her panties and then thought better of it. She dropped onto the bed and stretched out, her legs open. Martin looked down at her for a moment. She warmed again under his eyes. He leaned over slowly, his face dropping to her belly and kissed her navel. A shiver ran through Louise. He kissed her again and again, his tongue licking her soft skin.

Louise was on fire. Her body seemed to throb and she felt as if her pussy was a sloshy dripping hole. He licked and kissed around her stomach and then moved down. She realized where he was going when his lips kissed her through the nylon of her panties. She gasped and grabbed his head.

Louise tried to restrain his head but be pulled her hands from it and continued dawn across the nylon-covered plain of her belly. His lips pressed to the spongy bush of hair under her panties.

"No, Martin!" she gasped. He had never done that before and she felt her whole being rebel at the thought.

He hadn't spoken a word. She reached for his head but was too late. His lips touched the damp crotch of her panties and she jerked. She tried to close her legs but he held them open as his tongue raked down across the soggy nylon.

"No! No! No, Martin!" she moaned in humiliation and shock.

His tongue probed, finding the hard button of her clit and flicked at it through the cloth.

"No! No! Oh! OH!" she moaned as the sensations flowed through her and began to blot out the rebellion in her mind.

Louise had never felt anything like the nerve-racking pleasure that was grinding through her with each probe of his tongue. She jerked and bounced. Her legs relaxed and her hands dropped to the bed. Her body arched and flexed.

She felt his fingers tugging at the crotch of her panties and then his tongue touched her pussy. She had to grind her teeth together to keep from screaming. His hot tongue stabbed between the wet fleshy lips, tormenting her love button. His mouth made wet smacking sounds as he licked and sucked at the drooling slit.

When his fingers hooked in the waistband of her panties and tugged them down, she lifted her hips and helped. The few seconds that his mouth was away from her cunt were pure agony. Her panties gone, he seemed to hesitate. She clawed for his head, urging his mouth back to her aching pussy.

"It's not so bad after all, is it?" he whispered.

"Oooo, do it!" she begged.

A frame sigh escaped her lips as his tongue came back to stabbed at her cunt again. He wiggled his body between her legs, his hands sliding under her ass and lifting it. His mouth cupped around her cunt, his tongue stabbing into it. With each plunge of his tongue, Louise jerked and arched her back.

"Ooooo, soooo good! Unnnnnn!" she whined.

His tongue fucked her, stabbing as deep as he could reach, his mouth sucking up her juices as they oozed out of her molten cunt. She tangled her fingers in his hair and pulled his face tighter into her pussy. Her throat was gurgling, her mouth hanging open.

"Oh! Oh! Oaooannnnaaaagghhhh!" she wailed as the first wave of pleasure crashed in on her. Her body shuddered and bounced as she succumbed to her climax.

A million stars burst in her head and she was deafened by the roar of pleasure that saturated her body. She clung to Martin's head as her cunt spasmed and convulsed, thin streams of juice bubbling from it.

Slowly, she felt the waves ebb away and she heard his mouth sucking and lapping at her cunt, making wet sounds. His breath was harsh and hot on her thighs and ass. She realized that he was turned on doing it and she felt her own lust rise again.

"Oooooo, do it again!" she moaned.

His lips caught her still vibrating clit and he sucked at the miniature cock-like appendage. His tongue lashed at it as he sucked and Louise felt herself being carried once again to the heights of passion. Her hands tugged at his head and her knees bent. She pulled her legs up, opening her cunt even more to his mouth.

Suddenly, just as she felt the bubble of her climax swelling almost to the bursting point, he stopped. She whimpered and tried to pull his mouth back to her throbbing clit. He balked and rose to his knees.

"Don't stop! Oh, please don't stop!" she begged. "I won't touch it again until you suck my cock," he said firmly.

Louise whimpered and paused. She was so caught up in her lust that the thought wasn't even repulsive. As a matter of a fact, it seemed to stir her passion higher.

"Oh, give it to me!" she gasped her hands reaching for the column of flesh.

Martin crawled up to her head, her hands capturing his cock and pulling it toward her open mouth. She whimpered softly as it approached. Her eyes were fixed on the dark knob of the head.

The soft man-odor of it reached her nostrils and she trembled. She felt real hunger to taste his cock. It touched her lips and she whimpered again. Her tongue lashed out and laved it. The sharp taste filled her mouth and she growled. She licked the satin skin, savoring its heat and sponginess. Opening her lips, she pulled the knob into it and more. She could hear Martin's muffled moans as he knelt over her.

"Suck it, baby! Suck my cock!" he rasped.

His words added fuel to her already roaring fire.

Like a hungry animal with a piece of meat, she tried to devour his cock. Her tongue and mouth worked furiously over it. A passing thought told her that he would come and her body jerked with anticipation. Her dry throat seemed to cry out for the hot fluid. Her pussy was convulsing and clenching with anticipation. She felt her own passion reaching the peak and she sucked harder. Her cunt spasmed and her climax slammed through her body. In the vagueness of her foggy mind she realized that she had come just from the taste of his cock and the anticipation of his come.

Martin was flexing his hips, making short thrusts at her wet, sucking mouth. His hands held her head as he fucked at her mouth. Her long fingernails raked his thighs and belly as she thrashed and clutched at him.

Louise was totally lost in her lust. Her cunt was in a convulsive fit. She was coming again and again in short bursts. Her mouth worked feverishly, urging his cock deeper and deeper into her throat. Her mind hummed with one thought. His cum. She heard him whimper and felt his cock swell another notch. She slipped her mouth back until just the head of his cock remained in the enclosure of her lips. He grunted and she felt him stiffen.

A scalding flood filled her mouth suddenly and she moaned and swallowed the sharp cum. Again it boiled into her mouth and again she swallowed. No matter how hard she tried to gulp it all down, it managed to seep from the corners of her mouth and drip across her chin and onto her breasts. He grunted again and a slow oozing stream filled her mouth one final time. Her own body shuddered and her cunt spasmed in a long, racking climax.

His cock slid from her mouth and he collapsed onto the bed. Louise licked her lips and gasped for breath. Both lay for several minutes regaining their breath and soaking in their mutual and respective pleasure. Louise savored the dregs of his cum in her mouth, her fingers caressing her mushy cunt gently.

"That wasn't so bad, was it?" he asked, rolling to face her.

"Not bad, good! Delicious! I didn't know what I had been missing," she crooned, kissing him and cuddling against his muscular body.

"Your pussy tasted fantastic! I could suck it all night long." His voice was soft and sleepy.

"I could let you. What ever made you try that?"

"I don't know, just passion, I guess," he lied.

"Mmmmm. You can do it anytime you want." They lay cuddled together for a while until they both drifted off to sleep. Louise dreamed of large hard cocks and shooting cum.

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The following day was a befuddled fog for Martin. The act between his two daughters, the events at Mrs. Parker's house and the lurking dark desire he felt for his oldest daughter, all made it difficult to keep his mind on the business of his church.

Kathy had a different kind of day. She found herself more attentive to the conversations between the other girls. Especially their references to sex. She learned a great deal in the short hours of her school day. She met Beth after school and they walked home from school together as usual.

"You sure are quiet, Beth. Last night bothering you?" Kathy asked.

"Not what we did. Just what Daddy is going to say, I guess," the younger girl replied.

"Me, too. But no matter what he says, I can't think that we did wrong. It was too good."

"Umm hmm! I got all wet between the legs thinking about it, today," Beth exclaimed.

"You mean your pussy got wet?" Kathy watched her sister from the corner of her eye to see her reaction to the word.

"Yeah." The girl didn't react at all.

Kathy was a little stunned. She had expected a reaction. They walked for a while in silence. Kathy mustered up her nerve and dropped another bomb.

"Did you ever think about Daddy's cock while you were jacking off?" She was a little clumsy with the new words but she managed to cover her ineptitude.

"Umm hm, a couple of times. Lately, anyway." The younger girl still didn't flinch. Kathy was more than stunned.

"Did it make you come faster or bigger?" Kathy ventured again.

"Boy, you sure are full of questions," Beth teased.

"Curiosity, I guess."

"Have you ever touched a cock?" Beth asked, turning the tables.

"Uh, no. Have you?" Kathy looked directly at her sister.

The girl's face showed a trace of pride as she nodded. "Yes," she said without elaboration.

"Who? When?" Kathy asked excitedly. Her little sister had suddenly grown considerably in her eyes.

"Eddie Cooper, about a month ago." Beth was enjoying the added attention that her experience had brought her.

"How did it happen?" Kathy stopped and put her hand on Beth's arm to stop her.

The younger girl shrugged and turned to continue walking. Kathy grabbed her arm and stopped her again.

"Don't tease, Beth. How did it happen?" Kathy demanded.

"At the school dance. He was asking me for every dance and at the end of the dance, I felt something hard pressing against my belly. When the music was over I saw a bulge in his jeans. He asked me if I wanted to go outside for some fresh air and I went."

"And?" Kathy insisted.

"And he kissed me and put his hand between my legs. My pussy got so wet that I'm sure he could feel it through my jeans. He took my hand and pressed it against the bulge. It felt so good that I unzipped his jeans and pulled it out. I thought he would faint. He acted and looked real funny. I rubbed it a little and all of a sudden white stuff was squinting out of it. He was shaking and moaning so much that I thought I had hurt him but he said I hadn't. He thanked me several times for doing it so I guess it must have felt pretty good to him. It just felt sticky to me."

"Damn!" Kathy said quietly. She looked wide-eyed at her sister for several seconds.

They continued the walk home, silent for several seconds. Beth was watching her older sister closely. She wasn't sure what her reaction was.

"Has he been hanging around you, lately?" Kathy asked.

"Yeah, some. He has tried to get me to go out under the stadium with him. But I wouldn't. Heck, I don't want to get in a hassle with the teachers or anything."

"Did you like doing it?"

Beth thought for a moment. "Yeah. I didn't really know what I was doing or what happened but his cock felt so nice and hot and hard and when he started coming, I liked to see it squirting and watch his face. It made me almost come just doing it and watching."

"Your vocabulary sure has broadened, lately. No wonder you didn't react when I used those words earlier," Kathy added.

"The girls in my class use them all the time. Looks like I've been the dumb bunny. All of them know about sex and some of them have even lost their cherry."

Kathy's eyebrows raised a little and she looked at her sister. "We have been two dumb bunnies."

"Yeah, looks like it. Just between you and me, you know Pam Fields." Beth said.

"Yeah," Kathy replied.

"Well, she has been bragging to Ann and me that she has played with her father's cock and made it come a couple of times. She said he licked her pussy a couple of times, too. She acted like that was the most, fantastic thing in the world."

The conversation came to a sudden halt as they entered their yard. Kathy was disappointed. She wanted to hear more but she knew that it would have to wait. They entered the house and found it quiet and dark. Kathy turned to say something to Beth and caught herself. A noise from the back of the house stopped her. The sisters exchanged glances. Putting her finger to her lips, Kathy motioned Beth to follow her. They turned into the hall and stopped in their tracks.

Down the hall and through the open door of their parents' bedroom, they could see their mother lying on the bed, her dress up around her waist and her legs open. Both stared, aghast. Her hairy cunt was exposed to them and her fingers were rubbing furiously at it. Her legs flexed, lifting her hips from the bed. She was moaning and grunting. Both girls knew that she was about to came.

The woman groaned long and law and shuddered. Her fingers fluttered at her cunt and she trembled again and then lay very still, her chest heaving with her labored breath.

Kathy took Beth's arm and turned her and they crept back to the front door. Kathy opened it and then closed it forcefully.

"Mom! We're home!" she called. Beth followed her toward the kitchen.

"Hi. Be out in a minute," the woman's slightly hoarse voice called from the back of the house.

They had laid their books aside and were digging in the refrigerator for a snack when Louise entered the kitchen. Her face was flushed and her dress rumpled.

"I took a little nap and overslept, I guess," she explained.

"What time will Daddy be home? I'm starved," Kathy said, turning to look at her mother.

"In an hour or so. I'll be away tonight. Mrs. Edwards' husband is in the hospital and Mrs. Perry and I are going over to sit up with her."

"Okay, Mom. I've got homework to get done," Beth replied.

"Not me," Kathy said. "I think I'll go over to Diane's for a few minutes. Okay?"

"Yes, if you'll be home in an hour," her mother replied.

"I will. 'Bye." Kathy pushed the back door open and stepped into the back yard. She crossed it and pushed the fence gate open and entered the neighbor's backyard. She walked up to the back door and pushed the door bell. After a few seconds, footsteps approached and the door opened.

"Hi, Kathy. Come on in," the petite blonde, her size and age, said.

"Hi, Diane." Kathy stepped inside and followed her into the living room.

"What's happening?" the girl asked.

"Oh, nothing. I just wanted to get out of the house for a while. Your parents home?"

"No. They won't be in for an hour or so." Diane looked at her inquisitively. "Something on your mind?"

"No, not really, just wondered." Kathy shook her head and found a chair.

"Come on, Kathy, spit it out," the girl urged.

"You've always said that your parents were open in just about every way to you. Does that include sex?"

Diane smiled in spite of herself. She dropped into the chair across from Kathy and hung her legs over the arm.

"Sure. Especially sex. Why?"

"Well, I've heard a lot of things the last few days about sex. Maybe I've been pretty dumb or something, but most of it I'd never heard of. Some of it, I couldn't even imagine," Kathy explained.

"Well, being a minister's daughter hasn't helped you much. Kids are a little afraid to be themselves around you. What's bugging you?" Diane seemed much older than her fourteen years as she spoke. Kathy felt a little inferior.

"One thing that I heard was about a guy licking a girl's pussy." Kathy paused for a reaction and found none. "Is that supposed to be something so great?"

"Ha!" Diane expelled. "Not great. Just fantastic!"

"You mean you've had it done to you?" Kathy was overwhelmed.

"Oh, have I! Many times. It is fantastic, like I said. I'd take it almost over fucking. I like it as much as sucking cock."

Kathy was wordless for several moments. She had never even suspected that Diane was so experienced. She sat and stared at the girl, almost in awe.

"One girl claims that her father is the one who did it." Kathy quietly dropped her bomb.

Diane's eyebrow went up and she got a funny expression on her face. "Anyone I know?"

"I don't think so. But her father?" Kathy replied.

"It's not that unusual. A couple of girls I know lost their cherries to their fathers."

"You mean it happens?"

"Sure. What's wrong with that?"

"Nothing, I guess." Kathy was relaxing with the girl and the subject.

"Haven't you ever had thoughts or fantasies about your father?" Diane asked. "And be honest," she added seriously.

"Yes, I guess so," Kathy confessed. "I have and it has been a turn on."

"Just a minute, let me show you something," the girl said, swinging her feet to the floor and leaving the room. She was back in a moment. She handed Kathy a picture.

Kathy stared at the photograph. Diane was nude on her back. Her father's mouth was on her pussy, his tongue slicing between her fuzz-covered lips. The expression on Diane's face told the tale.

"Oh," Kathy said, softly. Diane took the photo and crossed back to her chair.

"See. I know what I'm talking about."

"Who took the picture?" Kathy asked when the obvious dawned on her.

"My mother. We have a three-way quite often," Diane revealed.

"I guess I'd better get back home," Kathy said, distantly. Her mind was buzzing. "Thanks Diane for the answers and the confidence."

"Anytime. As for the confidence, I trust you. If you did say anything, all three of us would deny it."

"Don't worry." Kathy rose and smiled at the girl.

"I won't. 'Bye, Kathy, and don't let it bug you. Sex is as natural as breathing," the girl added as she walked Kathy to the door.

"'Bye and thanks again." Kathy stepped through the back door and crossed to her own house. Her father was pulling into the driveway as she reached for the back door. A shiver went through her young body and her pussy was suddenly wet.

Continued

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