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Dear Daddy,

You said it would be ok for Rachel and Rebecca to come with me on our annual spring shopping trip into the city. You remember the trip that Mom and I used to take when you were still married. A trip to eat at fancy restaurants, shop at nice stores, see the movies that hadn’t yet come to our town.

Ever since Mom started her own company, she hasn’t had time for our trip. Last year was the first year you and I went alone, and frankly, Dad, it was boring. I was 17 then, and I thought I should be able to buy the skirts and jeans and tops and bikinis that I wanted, that Mom would’ve let me buy. But nooooooo, you denied me every item I wanted, and so I came back to school for the final quarter wearing baggy jeans and stupid-looking plain tops that everyone laughed at. At the first pool party in the summer, all the other teenagers were trying to show off their developing bodies in bikinis too small for them. After all, that’s what the boys like. I wore a boring one-piece that made me look like a guy with long hair.

I begged and begged for you to let me take a friend on this year’s trip. Finally, you consented, and so I brought it up with Rachel and Rebecca. Being that they are sisters and don’t do anything without each other, you said it was OK that they both go.

I was 18 now, and while I was old enough to be on my own in the city, it still frightened me not to have a parent with me.

Into the city we went, and the first thing we had to do was find a hotel with a pool. Had Mom been in charge, we would’ve had one reserved long ago, but you blew it off so we went into the city without a reservation. And since there was a conference in town that included every cigar-smoking, horny old guy who sells insurance, we couldn’t find a hotel with a pool. Thanks Daddy.

We finally found a condo for a weekend rent, and it turned out to be pretty nice. There was a pool, and it was small, but at least it was a pool.

The shopping trip was a blast. You let Rachel and Rebecca and I do our own thing for the most part, didn’t review every single item I tried on and actually stayed out of our faces for most of the day.

Back czech streets porno at the condo, you wanted to see what we bought. I was afraid of that, but I thought simply holding up the items would suffice. It didn’t. You wanted to see what every item looked like on me. And you quickly grabbed all the receipts in case you had to take something back.

And so the fashion show began. Not going to model by myself, I thought I’d enlist Rachel and Rebecca to model with me. I thought if your attention was turned to a pair of gorgeous girls with gorgeous bodies, you might overlook some of the things I bought.

We started by modeling our low-riders, the jeans that keep getting lower and lower each year. It helped that Rebecca has a tattoo on the small of her back. That got your attention and drew a smile as you cracked open a beer. As Rebecca danced in front of you, she grabbed the beer, took a drink and passed it around. You just laughed.

The show continued. Skirts (too short, you said), tops (too low cut, you said) and T-shirts (way too tight, you said, while smiling) followed. It definitely helped that Rachel and Rebecca were modeling, too, I thought, as you opened your third beer and passed it around without any encouragement.

It came time for the swimwear show. Rebecca had bought a stunning patriotic bikini, white with red and blue stars and stripes all over. Her tan breasts — that were barely held in by the cups — and legs looked great. You knew that we went tanning a lot together in an effort to keep our skin golden brown during the winter.

Rachel’s bikini was black and white with cute ties at the sides of the bikini bottoms.

Mine was Navy blue with gold anchors located in all of the strategic places.

“Those are fine for private pool parties at the house, Michelle,” you said, “but not in public. Did you girls buy any one-piece suits for your school and summer parties?”

We all put on our pouty little faces and said we had run out of money, and that these particular suits were on sale and were not exchangeable.

“We’ll see about that,” you said, “when we go back to czech taxi porno the store tomorrow to exchange them — and I’m there with you.”

With that, Rachel opened the refrigerator, grabbed the remaining beer and suggested we all go to the pool. Her thinking was that if the suits were used, the store certainly wouldn’t take them back.

This slipped past you, Daddy, I believe. Either that, or the thought of seeing three young teen-agers in wet bikinis made you forget about what you were thinking.

“Joining us?” Rachel said to you, smiling, as she wiggled her cute little ass toward the door.

“I’ll probably be down in a while,” you said, putting the newspaper over your crotch area.

In the pool, we played, frolicked, splashed and had a good time, drinking the beer you bought for yourself.

Before long, our games turned into more touching and caressing and fondling than splashing. We continually cast glances upward at the window of our condo, wondering if you were watching.

“Let’s give him a show,” Rebecca said. “I know he’s probably watching.”

With that, she untied her top and let it float away. She moved close to Rachel and helped her with her top. Without any prompting, I took mine off, too. We huddled close together, water up to our necks, but our tops were on the concrete next to the pool. We saw the curtain move, and then the sliding glass door of the condo opened and you came out, Daddy, in black swim trunks holding a beer.

You leaned over the deck railing and asked how the water was. We smiled and asked you to join us. You said you’d sit there and watch us while you finished your beer.

“I need to pee,” Rebecca said, and walked up the stairs out of the pool, the water rushing off her breasts. She smiled up at you as she walked across the concrete to the changing room.

When she came back, Rachel did the same thing. We could see you admiring their bodies. Even though I didn’t have to pee, I went next, thinking you’d yell at me and instruct me to get back in the pool. You just smiled, and looking up, our eyes met as I walked toward the changing room. I could digitalplayground porno feel your eyes on my ass as I disappeared into the room.

When I came back, I found Rachel and Rebecca kissing in the pool. And it wasn’t a friendly sister kiss either. Their mouths were open, and I could see their tongues swirling about.

When I walked back down the steps and into the pool, they broke the kiss but then came toward me and began kissing me, my mouth, my neck, all over.

After a few minutes of this, all three of us broke the kiss and looked up at the balcony. You were nowhere to be found.

“Must’ve had to finish himself off in the bathroom,” Rebecca said, and she French kissed me again. By this time, Daddy, I was getting into it with both Rachel and Rebecca and the three of us were enjoying making out with each other.

Shortly thereafter, I felt hands on my shoulders. Not Rebecca’s hands, not Rachel’s hands, not female hands. Strong, male hands. I broke the kiss with Rebecca and found it to be you. Without saying a word, your mouth replaced Rebecca’s, and so did your tongue.

After a long French kiss, we looked to see Rebecca and Rachel holding hands, walking back up to the room.

We gathered the suit tops, towels and beer and followed them. By the time we got up there, Rachel was lying back on one of the beds, her bikini bottoms pulled to the side. Rebecca was tasting her pussy, driving Rachel wild.

We adjourned into another room and continued our French kissing while you took off my Navy bikini bottoms and I got you out of your trunks.

While you sat on the bed, I kneeled down on the floor and expertly began sucking your cock. It tasted so good, Daddy, I wanted to do it all night, and I would’ve had not Rachel and Rebecca been there.

They joined us, got naked with us, took turns sucking your gorgeous cock and tasting each other’s pussies. The orgy lasted all night. We only stopped so you could get us some more beer — “and some wine,” Rebecca demanded. While you were gone, the three of us showered together, made love some more and waited for your return.

Your cock filled our pussies all night long, and you came I don’t know how many times.

We tasted you, sucked you and shared your love juice with each other. You ate our pussies, French kissed us and loved us all in every way imaginable.

Did you enjoy the annual shopping trip this year, Daddy?

Love,

Michelle

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