And then the day came, when our daughters finally came back home from their university. We were just happy, and maybe a little bit horny, to see them again after a few months without them. My wife made some dinner and we sat down to catch up on each other. At first it was nice, but then it all changed. Nope, no one was asking anyone for a quick, dirty and nasty fuck. Our own two daughters asked us, their parents, if everything else was okay if with us? If we had nothing better do to than to fuck as many of their former classmates as we somehow could? If we hadn’t something better do to than to fuck in every damn bathroom in every damn restaurant or bar in town? And hiring some hookers over the weekend, really?

They took my wife and me by surprise. We clearly hadn’t that on our plan. And we clearly had no defense strategy. We just said something like sorry. And said that we will be more careful in the future.

Than our girls began to smile: “Got you”

Then in reality the didn’t care about that stuff. They were hearing about it from their friends. And came up with the plan to fool us on their way back home. After their prank, it got a really relaxed evening. We had some drinks and kept talking for the bigger part of the night.

And yes, my I checked out my daughters sitting at the other side of the table. Honestly, not in the beginning, but with a few drinks in, I just couldn’t resist anymore. I just had to stare at their curves. And yes, I popped some hard wood. Always hidden beneath the table. But my wife noticed it. And helped me to relieve myself. Her skilled hands jerked me off while sitting at a table with our own daughters. I nutted at least one load into my boxers that night. I was nothing but a damn big turn on.

Later that night, our daughters were asleep in my their rooms, my wife and I talked about the evening. And yes, it was a big turn on for us. And we fucked each other. With our bedroom doors open. Not caring about the noise level at all. We did as planned.

The next day, at breakfast, my wife and me committed to our new dress code for home. When our older daughter came in, she didn’t noticed anything different at all. She just grabbed some breakfast, sat down next to me and began to eat. And telling her parents about her university life. Having her sitting next to me was great. And unwillingly I somehow began to undress her in my head. It just happened that I popped some hard wood. And this time, she took notice. And gave a very snappy comment: “Dad, I am not one of your young fuck dolls. So stop watching me like that.”

While doing so, she clearly checked out my boner. She smiled while doing so. But nothing happened. She just kept on eating and talking. But inside me, I was celebrating. We might be able to convince my older one. And yes, my wife overheard it all. She had a devilish and excited grin on her face.

It wasn’t until noon that I ran into my younger daughter. Or better said, she run into me. I was in the bathroom, taking a shower, and yes, door open and unlocked and she just came in. As soon as she realized me being in there, she just said the following: “Your daughters are home. I don’t care what you and mom are up too, but for now, please close the bathroom door when you are in.”

And then she left. At least I thought that she did. I heard someone closing a door. I finished cleaning myself and left the shower. But surprise, my younger daughter was still in the room. Sitting on the toilet. Waiting for me to pull back the shower curtain and expose myself. And yes, she checked me out while I left the shower. Her eyes were mustering my body. When she was done, a snappy comment came out of her mouth: “So that’s what my friends are hot for. You kept yourself in shape, dad.”

I pretended to don’t care at all. I just tried myself of. Hoping to not pop hard wood. She just was sitting there. Watching me. Staring at me: “You don’t even look at me, daddy.”

That comment was too much for me. I couldn’t hold it back anymore. I got hard. Pretty damn hard pretty damn fast. And without thinking at all, I just turned around. Looked at my young one. With my rock solid dick directly pointing towards her. She just smiled: “Daddy, you really are a pervert. A nasty one.”

While saying that she slowly pulled up her very large T-shirt and spread her legs. She exposed her hairy pussy. I couldn’t believe what was going on. I was thinking that I was dreaming. And it got even better. She just asked: “Wanna touch it? Wanna play with it?”

And I just fell on my knees. And buried my face between her legs. I was in heaven. I tasted my daughters sweet nectar for the first time. I couldn’t get enough. And I made her cum. Twice. After the second time, she pushed me away, closed up her legs, pulled down her T-Shirt and left me blue balled. She just used me, her own father, for her own pleasure.

I was thinking off jerking off to relieve myself, but I decided against it. Better said I had to fight the urge to not do it. I just dressed myself and went to look for my wife.

And I found her in the laundry room. Doing some laundry. I told her what just had happened. With a still rock hard cock. And all she said was: “Fuck me. Fuck me hard.”

And I did as asked. I fucked her like an animal. I totally lost it. It wasn’t the longest fuck of my life, but definitely one of the most intense one I ever had. And yes, the all doors open rule was still in place.

And you might already guessed it, it is fiction. Just some made up story.