Kathy Harris - Two hot sisters

"Kids… your mother and I have been spending a lot of time down the beach with some new friends we made here at the lake. I'm sure that's no secret to you," Alex muttered, trying to find the right words to break the news to his wonderful children.

"Yeah, we know, Dad. There are some pretty wild parties down there. Right?" Phil asked.

"Right. You wouldn't believe some of the stuff that goes on down there."

"Oh, I think we'd believe it, Dad," Hank smiled, exchanging a secret look with his brother and sisters. If their father only knew what his kids had been up to! His wild parties probably couldn't begin to compare with what his children had been doing.

"Well…" Alex continued, "I admit that I got into it there for a while, but not the way your mother did. She took to all the wild goings-on like a duck to water. After the first couple of parties, I didn't really want to go back, but she did! She made it clear that if I didn't go with her, she'd go alone. I didn't want to take a chance on something happening to her when I wasn't around so I continued to go with her…" Alex's voice broke as though he were about to cry.

"Oh, Daddy," Candy murmured sympathetically as she reached out and took one of his large hands.

"As it turned out, it didn't really matter whether I was with her or not. She found a guy there she really liked and the two of them paired off right away." Alex paused again, trying to regain his composure. He had loved his wife so much but, over the years, she had treated him like dirt. And now, this.

"You don't have to go on, Daddy," Candy said, squeezing his hand.

"No, Candy, I do have to. I have to tell it like it is. For all our sakes. Anyway, I figured that the worst of it had already happened. You know the two of them got it on, and I thought it might go on for a while and that would be that. But, instead, that wasn't enough for her. Last night, she left me left us… for him. When he returns to New York where he's from, she'll be going with him!"

"Oh, Daddy, no!" all the kids chorused.

Candy realized that she didn't really mind about her mother going away… not for herself, anyway. Her mother had never really acted like a real mother to any of the kids. She wouldn't miss her very much at all. Candy minded for her father though. She loved her daddy so much, and she hated her mother for doing this to him!

"I'm suddenly not very hungry. Think I'll go lie down for a while," Alex muttered, unable to meet his kids' eyes as he left the table and headed toward his room.

A few minutes later, everyone else left the table, too, leaving most of their breakfast untouched. No one felt much like eating after bearing the terrible news about their own mother's abandonment of her family.

Hank and Phil went out on the beach, and Wendy and Candy wandered into the living room. Wendy put some nice, soft music on the stereo and poured a drink for her sister and herself.

Then, the two young girls sat side by side on the couch, talking in soft whispers about what they had just found out from their father. They both quickly downed their drinks and Wendy poured each of them another one.

"Can you believe it? Mom's left us," Candy murmured as she swallowed half of her second drink.

"I don't care. I always hated her anyway," Wendy said bitterly.

"Wendy! She was our mother!" Candy protested, but she admitted to herself that she felt the same way.

"So what? She never really acted much like a mother! She was always bitching at us, telling us what to do, never letting us have any fun, and she was never nice to Daddy either," Wendy said.

"Yeah, you're right. I never liked her or loved her either, Wendy. I just always felt that I should, you know."

"Sure, I know," Wendy muttered. She placed her hand on Candy's knee and squeezed it reassuringly. "I went through the same thing when I was younger. But I'm a year older than you, so I guess that's why I've already realized that it's not our fault that we didn't love her. If it was anyone's fault, it was hers!"

"Yeah, I can see that. It was up to her to be a good mother and wife so we would love her, right?" Candy asked, struggling to understand.

"Sure," Wendy shrugged, beginning to gently stroke her sister's thigh, feeling strangely excited at the feel of the younger girl's bare flesh against her hand.

Candy felt oddly relieved, as though she had just thrown off a burden she had been carrying for years… the burden of worrying because she didn't love her mother. Now, the young girl realized that her mother had probably never cared about her kids either. Or her father.

"Do you think Daddy still loves her, Wendy?" Candy asked, her thoughts turning to her poor father.

"No… I don't think so. In fact, I don't think he's loved her for a long time," Wendy said.

Candy fell silent, thinking about everything that she had learned that morning. She was beginning to feet excited about the fact that her father didn't care about her mother, that her mother wouldn't be around any more, and that maybe now she would have her long awaited chance to fuck her father! She leaned back against the couch, closing her eyes, turning on more and more to the feel of her sister's hand running hotly up and down her naked thigh. She moaned, moving even closer to Wendy.

Suddenly, Wendy tare her sister's bikini top off, making the girl gasp with surprise and excitement. For a breathless moment, Wendy stared hotly at Candy's full, firm tits, so near her hungry mouth.

The large, throbbing, rose-colored nipples were only an inch from her lips. Wendy moved closer and closer, knowing that she had to taste her sister's beautiful, sexy tits. She sighed happily as the soft, silky nipple of Candy's left tit slid between her lips.

"Oh, God, Wendy!" Candy moaned.

She opened her eyes and watched Wendy sucking and chewing on her tit, and she felt her pussy juices beginning to flow. She could hardly believe this was happening – but she already knew that she would go as far as Wendy wanted to. The younger girl was enjoying every minute of it!

"Wendy, have you ever made it with a girl before?" Candy panted, hardly able to talk.

"Just once," Wendy said as she reluctantly slipped her mouth off Candy's sweet-tasting tit. "An older girl in school… it was great, but I never thought I'd want to do it again. But now… Candy, I want to fuck you, honey! So much!"

"Ohhh, Wendy, me too! I've never done it… but I want to!" Candy moaned, shoving her chest toward her sister's face, silently urging her to take her tit back into her mouth.

Wendy groaned lustfully at her sister's words. She was hot. And her cunt was getting juicier by the second. All she could see were the two gigantic tits in front of her, and all she could think of was the beautiful pussy between her sister's legs, a pussy just waiting to be kissed and sucked and licked.

"Let's strip, honey," Wendy said hoarsely as she quickly tore off her own bikini.

Candy giggled and slipped her bottoms off, spreading her legs lewdly so that her sister could see her inviting pussy. Candy watched Wendy move her hot, wet mouth from one tit to the other, nuzzling the large tit mounds, sucking, on their reddish nipples, nuzzling them against her lips and cheeks. Now she was chewing on them, making mewing sounds as her teeth grazed the rockhard nipples.

"Mmmmmmm, yessssss," the younger girl groaned. "I love that, Wendy!"

As Wendy continued to suck and nibble on her sister's tits, Candy squirmed impatiently. Her sister was being too gentle with her!

"Harder!" she yelled to Wendy. "Bite my fucking nipples hard! The way I love it! Bite them hard!"

Without hesitating, Wendy sucked her sister's large, throbbing nipples into her mouth, both nipples at the same time, by squeezing her huge tit-mounds together. Then, she bit down hard, feeling her pussy twitching in delight as Candy danced and wriggled underneath her.