The Happy Father. the Coffee

The next day, Saturday, Marinochka had no classes at all, and Vika had only laboratory work. After my eldest daughter flew off to university early in the morning, I went into the girls' room to check if Marina was sleeping.

The youngest was quietly snoring, the growing sun could not break through the blinds, the room was in twilight. I looked with pleasure at the gentle girl's face, whose peaceful expression made me smile with joy.

The first desire was to go up to the bed and run my dick over the pretty girl's face, leaving wet marks on the girl's cheeks and nose. This is what I usually did on weekdays, when my daughters had to run to class and I had to go to work. But today was a day off, so I just carefully tucked in the blanket and wandered into the kitchen to make coffee.

The fragrant hot drink breathed new strength into me. Spring was raging outside the window, the trees were green with leaves, and the girls on the streets were smartly undressed. I closed my eyes and imagined how my penis watered Marinochka's face, how streaks of nectar spread over her lips and neck, how I rub my penis against her round breasts with hard nipples, how she takes my penis in her hot palms and kneads it, rubs it, caressing it with her little fingers my shriveled testicles. The sensations were so vivid that I began to breathe heavily and put the cup on the table.

And the most pleasant thing about such thoughts was that I could turn these fantasies into reality by simply coming to Marina's room and asking her to do all this. From such considerations everything literally melted inside. I imagined her saying in her melodious little voice, "Of course, Dad!" and got on his knees, opening his mouth welcomingly - and my heart began to literally jump out of my chest. Maybe it's from the coffee?

I rubbed my eyes and stared at the steadily ticking clock that hung in the kitchen above the dining table. It still sometimes seemed to me that everything that was happening between me and my daughters lately was just a dream, a nightmare, an illusion, just a little more - and I would wake up and everything would be as before... But no. I even pinched myself a couple of times like this sometimes in the morning before having oral sex with Vika and Marina, to make sure that the girls were really doing this not in their sleep, but in reality.

At this time, Marina ran into the kitchen, padding with her bare soles. She was wearing only one short T-shirt, which hardly hid her delicious breasts and elastic ass. My parental instinct immediately kicked in:

- Marisha, put on your slippers immediately, otherwise you'll catch a cold!

- I'll hurry up, dad, just drink some water! - Marisha exclaimed, running up to the kettle.

Then she glanced at me.

- Paap, well, we agreed! Why are you drinking it again?! -- the girl was indignant.

I did not have time to remove the cup of unfinished coffee and my daughter witnessed my crime. We actually agreed, and I forgot. The thing is that coffee added quite a bit of bitterness to my love juices, which Vika and Marina didn't like very much. They preferred that I go on an apple-berry diet, then they liked giving me a blowjob most of all.

- So, dad, I'll come now!

Marisha left, and I sat, turning away guiltily. I poured the remaining coffee into the sink. I was terribly upset that I had let my daughter down. However, she had already found a way out of the situation by bringing me two apples and a banana on a platter. Together they made a very ambiguous composition.

- Quickly eat it now! - the girl said sternly.

"As you say," I smiled.

After breakfast, we waited half an hour for the food to digest. Marisha was watching the series at that time, and I quickly went to the store near my house, buying groceries for lunch, not forgetting to stock up on multi-fruit juice. When I returned, Marinochka closed the laptop, straightened her T-shirt and sat down on the edge of the sofa, pursing her lips. She still listened to my advice and sat not barefoot, but in furry slippers.

- Well? - I asked. -Are you not sulking anymore?

Marisha chuckled and shrugged her bare shoulders.

"Can I..." I walked up to the girl and put my hand on her cute curls, which pleasantly tickled my palm. My daughter did not twist to avoid the caress, from which I concluded that I had not done much wrong, and this means that my daughter's mouth this morning will still give pleasure to both of us. Marisha received no less pleasure during the blowjob than I did, so most often her childish whims ended in a very short boycott.

"Only today, no trains," the girl set the condition.

"Okay," I agreed and, leaning over, kissed her right on her plump lips, at the same time placing my palms on the elastic girl's breasts, hidden by the thin fabric of her T-shirt.

Then I again took a vertical position and began to unbutton my pants to enjoy the deliciously wet girl's mouth, but at that moment the key turned in the lock. Vika returned early.

The daughter flew into the room in very high spirits.

- Hurray, I passed! They gave me a pass automatically!

- Well done, daughter! - I said and, as I was, with my pants down, I pulled my eldest daughter towards me and kissed her on the forehead.

-What are you doing here? "Vika just now noticed that my trousers were hanging somewhere around my ankles.

- Yes, here... - I spread my hands.

-Can I have one too? -- mischievous sparkles lit up in the eyes of my dark-haired baby.

- Of course you can! -- I invited Vika with a warm gesture to share the pleasure with my sister.

- Only today without the train! - Marisha added.

- Why? -- Vika was taken aback.

- Well, how many times have we said that coffee has a bad effect on the taste!

- Dad, did you drink coffee?! -- Vika looked at me with rounded eyes.

I nodded guiltily.

- Yes, there must be a worse punishment here! He won't get away with just trains! -- Vika was full of determination. I realized that the matter smelled of kerosene.

Marina was already in the mood for a blowjob, but her sister was inexorable. She sat down on her knees next to me, put her hand on Marisha's shoulder and said firmly:

- We won't have dessert today. At all.

And after that she put her fingers on my trousers, pulled them up to my waist and tried to fasten the belt. But due to her erection, she was unable to do this right away. However, the penis, sensing a change in the situation, began to fall off, and the eldest daughter completed what she started.

Zipping the zipper up, she rose from her knees.

-- We're going to cook dinner. And you, dad, think about your behavior! -- the daughter said menacingly, dragging Marina into the kitchen. I stood in a depressed mood in the girls' room and stared at the cute blanket with baby elephants. The elephants waved their pink ears and smiled, as it seemed to me, mockingly.

***

I stood in the bedroom for a while, hoping for something. But my hopes were in vain - both Vika and Marina were determined to wean me off coffee, so no oral sex was expected. We sat down to dinner in silence, the tense atmosphere remained. Marina broke the silence:

- Dad, we thought about it and decided - no blowjobs today!

I almost choked. The categorical nature of the statement made me despondent. Having finished the food that had become tasteless, I left.

But this was not the last blow. The girls decided to finish me off. A couple of minutes later, Vika appeared in the doorway of my office in a short robe.

"Paap?..." she asked.

- Yes, daughter? -- I answered hopefully.

- That's not all. In general, well... - she blushed. "We decided that this was not enough." Well, a ban on oral sex. Marina and I... We won't let you make love to us at all! Here! - she finally blurted out.

I shrugged. I was ready for this.

- All day! - added Vika.

Seeing that this made almost no impression on me, the girl became embarrassed.

- And no masturbation! - my daughter suddenly said.

- What? -- I couldn't believe my ears. "But how?..." I was simply shocked by the statement of my eldest daughter.

- And to make it more difficult for you, we will walk around naked! And right now we'll start showing striptease! -- the eldest daughter sarcastically stuck out her tongue.

- Oh, you fidget! Well, I'll ask you! -- I rushed to my daughter, wanting to teach her a good lesson, but Vika laughed loudly and fluttered out of the room. I rushed after her and squeezed the girl in my arms, so much so that we fell straight onto the soft carpet in the corridor. I knew perfectly well what my daughter was afraid of most.

- No! Not tickling! -- Vika squealed, desperately trying to escape. But my fingers were already sliding along her bare heels and ankles, gradually making their way up to her elastic ass, which was barely hidden by the robe that had opened during our struggle.

But, feeling that my intentions were not only tickling, Vika stopped her fruitless attempts to escape and called her little sister for help. Marina immediately appeared, shocking me with her appearance, so much so that in surprise I released Vika from my embrace. I didn't take my daughters' threats seriously, but it turned out that they weren't joking - Marisha was completely naked, wearing only slippers.

Smiling her open, welcoming smile, she shook her finger at me. Her breasts with erect nipples left me no choice but to look straight at them, although the smooth slit in her daughter's crotch was also incredibly attractive.

- No sex today, paap! But we agreed!

The smile of the naked Marina completely unsettled me, and when the girl turned to me with her lovely little butt and twirled it sarcastically, I completely blushed from an overabundance of feelings. Just think, if it weren't for my mistake, I could grab this young miracle right now, put her in the pose of a river animal and enjoy her elastic hot tightness right there, in the corridor on the carpet!

Meanwhile, Vika took advantage of my weakness, jumped up and began to put on Eva's costume. She was slightly taller than her sister and differed from her in hair color - Vika's was dark, and Marisha's was light. Vika threw away her robe, spun on her heels and, turning, blew me a kiss.

After that, the girls mocked me all evening - they teased me, ran around naked and even sometimes, as if by chance, rubbed their charms against me, provoking me in every possible way - either Vika would touch me with her elastic breasts in the corridor, or Marisha would seem to accidentally touch me with her buttocks while setting the table for dinner.

I held on with all my strength not to start masturbating right in my room. But it was clear that it was impossible to cheat here - an agreement is an agreement. I endured as best I could, almost to the point of gnashing my teeth. Even just the voices of my daughters gave me an almost instant erection; I sat through the entire dinner like a fool with the tablecloth raised.

At another time, Marinochka would definitely have seized the moment and, having finished with the pie, would have crawled under the table to take my exhausted penis into her cute childish mouth, but not now. However, at the end of the day she looked at me more sympathetically than sarcastically. But the daughter saved the final blow for the evening.

Around eight I decided to take a break and watch a TV series before going to bed. But it was not there. Naked daughters burst into the room and began to do what sisters in ordinary families certainly do not do.

- Hello, dad, can we disturb you? -- Vika asked with a smile.

"No," I answered gloomily, accepting the rules of the game.

Vika put her hands on Marisha's hips and pulled her towards her. Marina's face was in close proximity to Vika's face, when the eldest daughter suddenly lowered her hands lower and squeezed her cute sister's ass. Marisha groaned, and Vika immediately covered her lips with a kiss.

I watched with almost painful pleasure how my beloved lovely daughters kissed, how they caressed each other with their palms, how Vika kissed Marina on the neck, and she moaned with pleasure, how Marisha rubbed Vika's crotch with her hands, bringing her to screams of frenzy.. I saw all this as if in a fog, my penis had long been almost tearing the fabric of my trousers, and my whole body was shaking with impatience. But my daughters did not pay any attention to me, they were busy.

Gradually the girls moved to my bed, the last thing I remembered was how they settled down on top of each other, Marina was on top and wielded her tongue in Vicky's crotch, while placing her charms right above the face of her older sister, who, in turn, caressed the youngest tongue But, looking closer, I saw that the object of Vika's caresses was not the folds of Marina's girlish petals, but her ass; Vika was literally screwing into the hole with her tongue, while simultaneously pinching her sister's nipples.

It was already beyond my strength, I got up from the chair to go to the kitchen to drink water. When I returned, I found the girls snoring sweetly on my bed. Not wanting to interrupt their sleep, I just covered these two sweet angels with a blanket and went to sleep on the loggia, fortunately the May weather was conducive to this.

***

I woke up from gentle touches. It was simply incredible to open my eyes and see that my youngest daughter was already bending over my penis and lightly caressing it with her small tongue. I reached out and stroked her silky hair, running my fingers over her velvety, plump cheeks and upturned nose. Marisha looked away from her work and smiled, straightening an unruly strand of hair. She was wearing only a nightie, but not barefoot; there were fluffy slippers next to the sofa - the girl had learned her lesson from yesterday.

"Don't be distracted, please," I asked quietly.

"I won't, dad..." the girl whispered.

"You're not mad at me anymore?" -- I asked excitedly.

- Aren't you going to drink coffee? "Marina looked at me with her huge eyes.

I leaned over and kissed her lips tenderly, while simultaneously squeezing my daughter's elastic tits with my hands.

"Never again, I promise," I said quietly.

The warm May breeze blew gently through the half-open window of the loggia, birds sang, and children who were taken out for a walk on their day off were noisy on the playground. And my Marinochka, with a squelch, was pushing her baby mouth onto her father's penis, drooling deliciously and helping herself with her palm. I rose a little and touched her butt with my hand, which the short nightgown could not hide. Playfully wagging her sirloin, Marisha mumbled inaudibly:

- Nef phew, dad! Fnafyala blowjob, and popom vfe ophthalmic!

- Okay, daughter, as you say! - I smiled.

I leaned back on the pillow and began to enjoy the feeling of my daughter's hot mouth and nimble tongue, which fluttered around my penis. However, this did not last long, as Marina changed tactics, releasing her penis into the air and beginning to cover it with timid kisses, as well as touching her nose and cheeks with it. I couldn't stand the girl's gentle touches and with a quiet wheeze I came right on her face. Emotions literally overwhelmed me; after a whole day of abstinence, my penis kept squirting and squirting, not wanting to stop.

My daughter's face became covered with sticky droplets, which she licked off with a smile, but the nectar continued to erupt, although not to the same height as at the beginning, the splashes fell on my stomach and arms. Seeing this disgrace, the girl bent down and began to collect the remains with her lips. I enthusiastically stroked her hair and reddened ears, while Marina enthusiastically indulged in such a pleasant activity.

Having finished, Marisha raised herself in her arms and kissed me on the lips. After that she smiled slyly.

- Well, how?

- A... train? - I said, completely insolent.

- This is later, after breakfast! - Marinochka laughed, wrapping her nightie. Finally, I grabbed her bare chest, but the girl decided not to let me loosen my arms and jumped up from the sofa.

-- Can Vika handle the cooking? -- I asked worriedly.

After all, Marisha was our main cook.

"It's just to heat up the pie," the youngest daughter waved it off. She bent down to put on her slippers, but that's when a surprise awaited her. The nightgown rode up, revealing tender girlish charms to me and the birds outside the window. Grabbing the girl by the hips, I pulled her towards me and leaned her forward slightly. And then he began to caress her, but not the pink petals, as usual, but a small hole, like her sister did yesterday in my office.

Marisha began to squeal softly as my tongue began to screw into her back door. We never even mentioned anal sex; it is quite possible that my daughter took it as a prelude to it. But Vika interrupted everything, calling us to eat. I stopped the caresses, quickly got up from the sofa, returned the nightgown to its place and sat my daughter down on the edge of my bed.

Marisha opened her mouth excitedly, preparing to receive her father's dick. He was already delighted and looked straight at the ceiling.

"I'll cum in your mouth and let's go eat, okay?" - I asked.

- Just shallow this time, okay? - asked the girl, who perfectly understood that I wanted to set the pace now, and not let her do it, as was already the case this morning.

I nodded and affectionately patted Marina on the cheek, while with the other hand I guided my penis into her plump, parted lips. The girl even sighed with excitement when my penis finally touched her tongue and she squeezed it tightly with her lips.

Placing both hands on the back of her head, I began to slowly move in the squelching and mooing girl's mouth. The delightful sensations were complemented by the fact that the girl did not limit the movement of the penis with her palms; on the contrary, she put her hands on her bare knees, completely trusting me. And I, in turn, remembered our agreement and made sure that the penis was immersed in my daughter's mouth no more than half the length.

- Well, show daddy how you play the leather flute! - I exclaimed hoarsely, trembling with impatience.

The girl laughed stifledly and pulled back, turning her blond head so that my penis did not rest against the base of the tongue, but stuck out its cheek in a funny way. Then she raised her hands to the penis and with her fingers imitated playing a wind musical instrument. I couldn't stand it, I squeezed the back of her head with my fingers and began to literally ram the defenseless mouth of my daughter who had trusted me, not forgetting, however, that I shouldn't go deep.

Waves of pleasure rolled over me one after another, Marina desperately moaned and moaned, without opening her mouth so as not to release my nectar, but still several whitish streaks ran down her chin right to her neck and chest, hidden by the translucent material of her nightie.

Seeing such a thing, without thinking twice, I leaned down and licked the sticky droplets from my daughter's chin. And then he held out her hand, helping her up, and we hurried to the kitchen, where an incredible surprise awaited me.

It turns out Vika had no intention of heating the pie at all, and immediately decided to start with something sweet. She was in the image of a lilac-haired girl from oriental comics - a star-shaped decoration on her forehead perfectly complemented her unusual hairstyle.

Vika greeted me and began to eat the ice cream that was standing right in front of her in a vase on the table. Her dirty little face looked so cute that I couldn't resist taking a couple of pictures.

- Wow! -- Marina couldn't hold back her sigh of admiration!

- It turned out great! - I said, taking another photo.

Vika pursed her lips as if for a kiss and literally licked the ice cream off the stick. It was simply amazing!