I hadn't seen much of my girls since my divorce 17 years ago. My wife moved to New York, she got custody of our two girls, Janet and Adrienne. I stayed in California, extremely tired of the New York winters. The girls spent some holidays with me, plus almost every summer. Not too many people would complain about spending a summer under the warm California sun. I know it wasn't the best of arrangements, but at least my girls knew they still had a father. My divorce from Rachel was mostly amicable, for their sake. We both wanted our girls to grow up healthy and happy.
"We'll agree to do what's best for the girls, right Jim?" Rachel said and I totally agreed with that.
This year, my girls came for a longer visit and to scope out UCLA and other possibilities for furthering their education. It was a convenient time for their mother, who went off on a long-awaited trip to Europe.
Adrienne's almost 19 now, her sister is 20. They're sweet, lovely intelligent girls. I am extremely proud of both of them, they're both Straight-A students, very involved in their community.
Jan is very much her mother's daughter, blonde, with a cool, sensual beauty, her skin tans to a golden brown and her eyes are a pale blue. She's sexy and outgoing, with a toned, trim body. She looks like a California beach-bunny.
Adrienne is very much her Daddy's child. She has my European looks, with long, jet-black hair and dark, piercing eyes. Her coloring is much darker than her sister's, more Mediterranean, there is a smoldering intensity to her than Jan does not share. She has eyes that seem to question the world, to take it all in.
Both of my girls were happy to see me again, giving me lots of hugs and kisses. I had recently moved to a new home with a pool, so the girls got changed into bikinis only minutes after they arrived, Jan put on a pink string bikini while Adrienne's was a nice powder blue.
While my girls were sunning themselves outdoors and frolicking in the pool, I went to get a few steaks to grill for dinner. I'd already prepared for their visit, taken some time off from the Talent Agency I work for, but forgotten to stock the fridge. I doubted the girls would be happy with Hot Dogs and Tofu for dinner.
I got home about an hour later, arms laden with groceries. I didn't see the girls out by the pool, so I called out, trying to find out where they were. "We're in the den Daddy!" I heard Jan yell. I grabbed a few beers and headed for the den.
I walked into my den and got one hell of a shock. The lights were dimmed, my girls were watching a movie on the VCR. Both of them were paying rapt attention.
However, this wasn't just any movie. It was a Porno Movie. One of my old porno movies. Yeah, you read that right.
A few years before I met their mom, I worked in porn to make ends meet. I did a hell of a lot of films and truthfully, loved every minute of it. Hell, I was in my early 20's, was fucking different women every day, in various combinations, who wouldn't love it? I was living high on the hog, the money was really good, I was able to do anything I wanted and was beholden to no one. I was still making a few films when I met Rachel, their mom. When Rachel and I became engaged, I quit and worked hard to build a career. Rachel was cool with it, so long as it remained in the past. It wasn't a subject that came up in discussions very often.
We'd never told the girls about any of this – why bother? Now, they knew. I'd kept quite a few of my films, remembering the good times. Over the years, especially since the divorce, I'd relived those moments as a great kind of nostalgia. I had fucked some pretty incredible women in those bygone day, and I'd been damned good at it. Children don't think of their parents as sexual, but here were my two girls, watching their father fuck women who had been about their age at the time.
"God Daddy!" Jan breathed "You were a real stud! They seem to be loving it!"
"Look Jan!" Adrienne squealed. "Daddy's doing two girls at once!"
I remembered that particular scene well, I was screwing pretty blonde Colleen while she was eating the pussy of a cute Asian hottie named Kristina. Colleen had the cutest tits and the sweetest ass in the business, we had a lot of fun off-camera as well. Unfortunately for me, a bit later on, she came to realize she preferred Kristina's pussy to my cock and they eventually moved in together. We didn't stop fooling around though.
I felt like I was nine shades of red, but my girls were obviously loving every minute of the porn film. "God Daddy!" Jan echoed her earlier statement "You look like you're having a blast."
The cat was out of the bag, so I sat in my big recliner and opened a beer. "Those were wonderful times honey, I have to admit. I loved your Mom, but I was no saint before I met her. And before either one of you asks, yes, she knew all about it."
"I'LL say you were no saint, Daddy!" Adrienne said with a loopy grin. "What was the kinkiest thing you ever did, Daddy?"
Should I tell her, I thought? I think the beer had made me bold, so I went for it. "It was actually the film I made after that one honey. I made love with Colleen and her twin sister, Shawna." Shawna was even wilder than Colleen, I remembered with a smile. I dated her for a few months, her favorite thing in the world was for me to tie her to the bed, face down, and spank her ass until it glowed beet-red. She loved it when I fucked her sweet, round ass and came all over it.
