Caitlin and Rochelle are twins. They've always been identical in every way; even their taste in men, and sexual appetites. The two of them have always been inseparable, even when it comes to having sex with their boyfriends. But that's not all they've done together; long before they turned eighteen, they've also both fantasised about making love to their divorced father, Jack... That is... until it actually happened.
This is the story of how it came to be, that Jack and his twin daughters, Caitlin and Rochelle, would all live happily ever after, as a far too loving family.
Scene 1: Breakfast
"How big do you think it is?" Rochelle said; as she and her sister were getting dressed, in the morning of a warm spring day in April. "I dunno, Rocco. I mean, I don't think about it twenty-four-seven!" said Caitlin.
"I think it's gotta be at least seven inches" her twin responded, ignoring Caitlin's previous comments. As they pulled on their panties, below their cut-short school skirts Caitlin began to ponder the length of her father's erect penis.
"Well... I mean, we've seen it when it's small... god knows he's not keen on covering up when he takes the short walk from the bathroom to his bedroom... maybe we can go off that?".
"Hmm..." Rochelle thought. "So...it's three inches or so, like that, so it's gotta at least double in size, right?" she asked her sister, to which Caitlin replied "Well, that's the general consensus!".
As the two fastened each others' bras and buttoned up their shirts, they grabbed their school ties and headed to the kitchen for breakfast.
"I haven't been able to stop thinking about it lately... I don't know what's wrong with me... I mean I know it's wrong... but I just can't help it!" Rochelle explained as they walked the length of the corridor in their family apartment. "You're so bad, Rocco! I try to put it out of my mind, 'cos I know we'll never find out..." Caitlin replied.
"Find out what, sweetheart?" said Jack, as the twins arrived at the breakfast table to eat their cereal and toast that their father had already prepared for them. Jack Manning sat vacantly sipping his orange juice, reading the morning paper as his daughters looked at each other with a knowing smile, before sitting down at the table.
"The test scores... Rocco's thinking of breaking into Miss Harper's desk and taking a peek after school... I told her it's a bad idea!" said Caitlin. "Shut up Caty! I didn't want dad to know!" Rochelle squeaked, lightly slapping her sister's arm.
"Too late. Rochelle, you know that's wrong. You only have to wait 'till next week to find out, Monday, in fact, that's only three days, and I'm sure you both aced it anyway! You're my bright spark little princesses, you always ace these kinds of things!" Jack responded, folding his paper to the next page.
"Thanks Daddy, but we're not exactly LITTLE princesses anymore, are we?" Caitlin said. "You know what I mean! You'll always be my little baby girls no matter what. I see you both now, at eighteen, but I can still envision your little baby faces when you were only minutes old... Although, for the life of me, I can't figure out why you stayed at that school for sixth form... I mean, you hated high school..."
"Daddy, that was two years ago... things have picked up since then... everyone seems a lot... happier these days, so it's cool!" Rochelle replied, as her sister gulped down another heaped spoonful of cereal. Little did Jack know, that the twins have built a reputation for being rather slutty with the boys at their school, since turning sixteen.
Almost the entire school knows about their threesome affairs with each others' boyfriends. All the boys in their school lust after them, for obvious reasons, and all the girls think they're "cool" because many of them are curious as to what it would be like to be with a woman, and a man.
"Geez, you pig! Hungry enough?". Caitlin put her spoon down and glared at her sister. "Hey, when you finally decide on a favourite food, let's see you try not to pig out on it!" Caitlin snapped. "I don't need a favourite food, Caty, I'm eighteen, not eight!" Rochelle snapped back.
"Now, now, girls... Calm it down" Jack intervened as he put his paper down and stood up, finishing his juice. "Besides... I know you secretly love that cereal too..." He grinned. "How?" Rochelle questioned. "Because ... it's my favourite food too!" Jack laughed as he took a handful out of the box beside the girls, and ruffled Caitlin's freshly styled hair before walking off to the bathroom. "Hey!" Caitlin shouted, dropping the spoon, having finished her cereal, before attempting to put her hair back in place.
"I've got a plan!" Rochelle announced as the bathroom door shut. "What?" Caitlin muffled as she took a bite of her toast. After swallowing, she repeated the muffled question "A plan for what?" she asked, confused.
"To see his cock! I can't take it anymore. I have to know!" Rochelle said. "He's our dad, Rocco. We can't look at his cock, let alone anything else! It's wrong." Caitlin explained. "Why, what else have you thought about?" Rochelle enquired with a smirk on her face. "Nothing" Caitlin shyly said.
"Aw come on, you can't imply that and then tell me you haven't been thinking about doing anything else! What was it? Was it dirty? Was it nasty? Was it so wrong it bordered on criminal?" Rochelle asked, getting over excited at the idea.
"Yes, yes, OK! Alright... I've thought about everything... Going all the way, sucking and fucking our dad. But as much as I may want to, I completely understand that it's illegal, incestuous, and morally wrong!" Caitlin blurted.
