Daddy, His Twin and Me
In need of
distraction, he turned the country music up to blaz’n. As he
shifted into reverse, he stuck his head out the open window.
    Ryan called to his brother, “I’ll be back in
about three hours.” Obviously, another lie—his hard groin would
have him crawling back to the house by the time his tires hit the
gravel of the main road.
     
    EVIE BEGAN TO SHIVER. The cold river had her
skin pricking and bumpy, and her nipples frozen and hard. Though
she liked the chafed feeling of them rubbing against her white
bikini, she got out, and then stretched over her towel on the sandy
beach, letting the hot sun warm her chilly skin. No sooner than she
got comfortable, she heard someone approaching. She looked up to
the trail of trodden grass and saw her dad making his way to her.
He had changed, putting on swim trunks. His firm body was tan from
all the time spent working outside.
    She smiled at him, “Hi daddy!” She
practically sang his name so he knew her taut nipples were getting
her in the mood. She could have sex all day to curb her horny
appetite.
    “Hi baby.” He grinned. He came and sat next
to her with a cocky smirk on his face and gave her the impression
that he was about to do something very naughty to her. She knew
sweaty sex was on his mind and a romp by the waterside while
knowing that farmhands might see them only excited her more.
    “You came to see me?” She grinned and rubbed
his cock from under his shorts.
    “You’re going to make this real easy for me,
aren’t you?” Her father asked.
    “Do I ever make it hard?” She laughed
loudly, “I wasn’t speaking of your dick. I obviously make that
hard.” She grinned, and seductively bit her bottom lip.
    He laughed boisterously. Her dad was the
sexiest man alive, along with his twin because most of the time she
couldn’t tell them apart. Evie got on her knees, still gazing in
his brown eyes, to let him know exactly what she wanted.
    “Tell me you love me and I’ll make you cum
right here on this beach.”
    “I love you,” he said quickly and began to
pull off his trunks in equal haste, “very much, Evie.”
    Evie giggled, seeing him so eager. She
helped him tug his shorts when they passed his knees and then she
quickly removed her white bikini top, knowing how much he loved her
perky tits. “Want to role play?” She asked.
    “Fuck yes! You’re so hot , Evie,” her
father said, almost as if this surprised him.
    “I could be this stranded girl on an island;
you can be a pirate here to plunder my pussy.” She was delighted to
see her comment made her daddy’s dick twitch in excitement.
    “Or,” he grinned maliciously, “you could
pretend I’m Brian.”
    “Uncle Brian?” Her thrill dwindled a little.
She had never come right out to tell her dad she had a mild crush
on him. He was a jealous man since her mom left him on a sexcapade.
But Evie would never do that. She hoped to have a long relationship
with him.
    “Yeah.”
    She swallowed. “Will you be jealous?”
    “Not in the slightest. As long you come to
my room every night for me, I wouldn’t mind if you screwed him.
I’ll share you with him. He and I have always felt this way.” For
added reassurance, he said, “I’d like it if you wanted both of
us.”
    Evie crawled towards him and then pressed
her lips to his and kissed him. “I’ll pretend you’re Uncle Brian.”
She winked and then dipped below to his cock that was firming up
nicely. She put his partially hard boner into her mouth and began
to wet him and suck at the perfect firmness that made him
groan.
    “You don’t mess around, do you Evie?” Her
father asked.
    With a mouth full of cock, there was no room
to reply. Instead, she showed her enthusiasm by pumping her head up
and down fast until she was making sounds like she was chugging
water. His dick was sliding passed her tongue, tickling her uvula.
She pushed herself to take more of his long, thick shaft in her
mouth.
    “Shit, Evie!” Her father grabbed her

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