Another redo from 2004, please check out my newer stories written as Robert_Anthony
Everyone in this story is over 18.
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Lilly and Annette were hot. The sun had shone down on them all through their tennis game and now, as they walked back to Lilly's house, they wanted nothing more than a long, cold drink. The two girls were in their last year of school and spent a lot of time together, especially as they had been paired up by their coach to practice for the upcoming inter-school championships. In truth, Annette was a fair bit better than Lilly (in fact she was better than just about anyone in the County) but Lilly accepted this and the girls got on fine.
It was only a ten minute walk from the tennis courts to Lilly's house and the girls were glad of the gentle breeze that cooled their skin. As the girls walked down an alley a young guy passed them on his bicycle, and glanced at them appreciatively. Of the two girls Annette was a little taller and had her longish brown hair scooped back from her head and into a tail. Lilly's slightly lighter, slightly shorter hair was held firm by a similarly bright white peaked cap.
The girls finally made it back to Lilly's house and entered through the back door. They put their racquets on the kitchen table and went straight to the fridge. Two ice-cold Cokes were poured into glasses and the girls wandered into the front room.
"Hello girls.." said Lilly's father as they entered.
"Hi Dad," said Lilly. "Hi Mr Lewis," she added, noticing Annette's father sitting across the room.
"Hello Lilly, did you two have a good game?" Asked Annette's father, with a slight slur.
"Well, you know... Annette beat me as usual, but apart from that it was okay."
"It was pretty close though," offered Annette, eager to cushion her friend's defeat.
"Well - I guess," said Lilly, looking a little deflated.
"Awww, come and sit with your Pop," Lilly's father said.
Lilly trudged across the room and sat on the sofa next to her father, who put his arm around her and hugged her warmly.
"Don't beat yourself up about it sweetheart, Annette is a formidable opponent, not many girls get past her."
"I know..." mumbled Lilly.
"Look, I know what will cheer you up... Bill, go and get that Vodka out of the cupboard will you mate?"
"Sure thing!" Said Bill, jumping out of his chair and walking towards the kitchen.
After a moment or two, Bill called out.
"Mick... where's this bloody Vodka?"
"It's there somewhere... or maybe we drank it. Bring the Bacardi instead."
"Ok, got it!"
Bill reappeared, clutching an almost full bottle of white rum and passed it to Mick.
"There you go love," said Mick, pouring his daughter a generous helping. "That'll cheer you up, you see..."
"Thanks Dad," smiled Lilly, she was only usually allowed a little drink at Christmas, so this made her feel very special.
Mick turned to Annette who was still standing in the middle of the room.
"You want some too?"
"Well, yeah... if it's okay."
"Course it is, here you go."
Mick glugged the rum into the girl's glass of Coke and bid her to sit down next to her father.
For the next little while the four of them discussed the upcoming tennis tournament and Lilly became ever more depressed as she didn't feel she would get that far and certainly had no chance of winning. Her father cuddled her warmly and told her she would be fine, after all it was only a game and she should just concentrate on doing her best.
As time wore on though, both men began to become distracted by the sight of the other's daughter. Sitting there in their short white skirts, they looked very alluring, especially with their tanned legs and cute white socks and trainers.
Eventually Mick began placing his glass-hand in his lap to cover up the fact that his cock was swelling as he mentally undressed Annette. As he sat there he found himself pressing the base of the glass against his stimulation-hungry cock, trying to offer some little relief, but to no real avail.
Soon it was time for a refill and despite his bulge, Mick got up to fetch more drinks for everyone. He handed Bill another beer and Annette another cold can of Cola, then grabbed the bottle of rum from the table. As he went to pour it into the girl's glass he completely missed and splashed the liquid over the girl's white T-shirt, making it stick to her lovely young tits. Annette tried to move out of the way, but only managed to spill her own drink onto the sofa in the process.
Bill quickly fetched a cloth while the two girls laughed their heads off. Once the Coke was cleaned up Annette went to sit back down, only to realise that the cushion was soaked through. She moved to sit on the floor, but her father grabbed her wrist and told her to sit on his knee instead.
More drinks were consumed and soon the two girls were feeling very relaxed. Bill and Mick meanwhile were feeling a little less relaxed as they both tried to hide their swelling cocks. Bill had it somewhat worse as he had the weight of his daughter pressing down on his, squeezing it hard against his leg... which was as arousing as it was frustrating.
As time wore on and the beer levels got higher and higher the guys finally relaxed and the girls became properly drunk.
Bill curled his arm around his daughter's waist (supposedly to 'steady' her) and rested his hand on her butter smooth, tanned thigh. His cock pulsed insistently as he made contact with her skin, it felt so warm, soft and inviting. Soon he was absentmindedly rubbing his palm against her leg while daydreaming about sliding his thick cock into his daughter's sweet little pussy.
He looked over at Mick, whose own daughter was now cuddled against his chest, her left leg draped loosely over his. The two men exchanged a smile and Mick watched excitedly as Bill started to carefully inch up Annette's skirt with his fingers. Annette didn't seem to notice as the conversations went on as normal, punctuated by occasional bouts of laughter.
Soon Bill had the girl's skirt up high enough that Mick could see her white panties. Then he watched as Bill slowly and gently slid his fingers between Annette's silky inner thighs and allowed them to rest there for a few minutes, before he cautiously and almost imperceptibly began to stroke her pussy through the thin material. Bill held his breath, hardly able to believe that he was touching up his own daughter, and in company no less!
He felt Annette's panties start to become a little damp and pressed a little harder, causing Annette to suddenly squeeze her legs together. Unsure of her reaction, Bill waited a few seconds and then started to gently move his fingers once again. Annette moaned softly and her thighs relaxed, opening slightly more than they were before as she welcomed his touch. Encouraged, Bill gently slid his free hand up and under his daughter's T-shirt. He felt the smooth material of her bra and rested his hand against her, cupping one of her slight breasts while he continued to tease her pussy.
As he watched all this, Mick brought his own hand down over his daughter's shoulder and began to softly stroke her breast with his fingertips. Lilly moaned softly and snuggled closer against her Daddy, wrapping her arm around his waist and allowing her elbow to press on his cock. Now that she was pressed against him, his hand fell behind her back and he slid his hand down the back of her skirt, inside her panties and gently squeezed her ass.
Bill had leaned back slightly in his seat now and Annette had leaned back against him too. This had the effect of parting her legs slightly more and Bill had now got his fingers inside her panties and was gently rubbing her pussy. After a few minutes of this, Annette lifted her leg up and placed her foot up on the sofa, splaying her legs wide and allowing her father better access and at the same time pushing her skirt up around her waist.
Bill's fingers worked under the girl's T-shirt now, uncupping her sweet little tits and then sliding down and out from under the top. He took hold of the hem and pulled it up slowly, until it was right under her arm pits and exposing her chest to her friend's father's lustful gaze. Annette's head fell back against her father now and he nibbled her neck as he continued to finger-fuck his precious little girl.
For his part, Mick now unzipped his cock and pulled it out of his jeans. It was rock hard as he watched the show and he stroked it gently just a few inches from his daughter's face. Then he reached down and found Lilly's hand, pulled it towards his aching prick and curled her small, delicate fingers around it. Then he curled his own fingers over hers and started to pump his cock. He couldn't believe what he was doing, but he couldn't stop himself even if he'd wanted to. Soon he let go and Lilly continued to stroke his throbbing stalk while continuing to snuggle against his warm, cosy chest.
Bill started to slide down sideways onto the sofa, gently moving and taking Annette with him until she was almost lying down flat. His fingers were still inside her wet knickers and still working her eager cunt.
Slowly Bill slid out from behind her, leaving her flat on her back and exposed to him. His fingers left her pussy momentarily and he moved down onto the carpeted floor, balancing on his knees. He pushed his shoulder in between his daughter's legs and spread them wide, before pulling her panties to one side and plunging his tongue into her. He couldn't believe how sweet her pussy tasted and he licked it like his life depended on it. Soon his fingers joined in and before long he was fucking her with two fingers while whipping her clit with his relentless tongue.
Behind him Mick had scooped his fingers into his daughter's hair and was firmly guiding her mouth to the tip of his straining pole. From where she was sitting she could barely reach far enough to get it into her mouth, so Mick got up and (quickly pulling his jeans off) stood with one foot on the sofa and one on the floor. He grabbed Lilly's head again and pulled her up onto her knees, moments later he felt her warm, wet mouth engulf him for the first time.
