Nick Eastwood - Daughter gets horny

At the beach it was equally hard to keep his mind off sex, especially when Molly and Sandy changed into their bikinis. Roy had wanted them to buy more modest bathing suits, but they'd told him all the other girls were wearing bikinis, and that they wouldn't be caught dead in anything else, and that he was ruining their social life – and so on, till he'd given in. Now he was sorry. He'd never seen anything sexier in his life than his two blonde girls in those skimpy suits.

Molly's tiny bikini was red, Sandy's blue, but they both had the same slim yet cuddly figure, the same high-riding tits that bounced in the tiny bras. As the girls romped in the sand and turf, Roy lay on a blanket sipping a beer and watching them, and all he could think of was tiny, hot, slippery teenage pussy holes. When his cock threatened to get hard again, he got up and plunged into the cold ocean to distract himself.

He hummed all the way home, knowing that in a short time he'd be with Chris, getting his rocks off. He sure as hell couldn't wait much longer. And Chris actually had her apartment to herself that evening, both roommates out of town, so it was going to be one nice long orgy, no worries about waking the kids or about roomies walking in. Roy could hardly wait. At home he quickly showered off the salt water, dressed, and headed for the front door.

"See you later, kids," he said. "Remember, keep the doors locked, and be in bed by eleven."

"Yes, Daddy," the girls chorused.

They closed and locked the front door, and Sandy cried eagerly, "Okay, what was it like?"

"What was what like?" Molly said.

"You know," Sandy said impatiently, "making out with Daddy. I haven't had a chance to talk to you alone till now. I wanta heat all about it."

A sly grin appeared on Molly's face. "Wait a second," she said. "How do you know I made it with him? You were in our room reading."

Sandy blushed scarlet. But her curiosity was stronger than her embarrassment. "Okay, so I spied," she said. "Wouldn't you have spied if you'd been in my place?"

"I sure would have," Molly giggled. "Did you see everything?"

"Yeah, from start to finish," Sandy said, "but that didn't tell me how it felt. Let's get comfortable, and you tell me all about it, okay?"

"Okay," Molly laughed.

They went upstairs to lie on their beds, like they always did when they had some big hot secret to share. Molly started telling about how much fun it had been to play with Daddy's cock and suck on it, then how scared she felt when he first started easing his cock into her.

"I thought it was gonna split me in half," she said, "and it really hurt. But then it started to feel just great."

Sandy looked puzzled. "I don't get it," she said. "How could it hurt and then feel good?"

"Well, maybe I could show you," Molly said, "if only we had something the size of a cock."

They thought for a moment, and then Sandy cried, "A banana. I'll run downstairs and get one."

She quickly returned with a banana which they both agreed was exactly the size of Daddy's prick. Then Sandy tugged off her jeans and panties, and Molly arranged her on her back, knees bent, legs wide open. It was the same position Molly had assumed last night when she lost her cherry. She pressed the tip of the banana against the moist opening of her sister's virgin box. Sandy wriggled with lusty excitement.

"Okay," Molly said, frowning in concentration, "he started putting it into me real slow, like this."

She tried to recreate the scene as perfectly as she could, calling on her memory of that exciting moment when Daddy had taken her virginity. Ever so slowly and gently she eased the thick firm banana into Sandy's untried twat. Sandy's blue eyes began to widen, and then she looked panicked.

"It's not gonna work," she gasped, "it's too big."

"That's how I felt," Molly grinned, "but I was wrong. Just relax, pretend your cunt's elastic. You can do it."

"Well, all right," Sandy said doubtfully. "I'll give it one more try."

She reminded herself that she didn't want to stay a virgin forever, so some time she was going to get her cherry popped, and it might as well be now. She did her best to stay relaxed, and she fantasized that her tiny virgin cunt was a supple elastic tube. It worked. The fit was very tight, but Molly managed to work the banana all the way to Sandy's quivering womb.

"There," Molly said, "it's all the way in."

"Oh, wow," Sandy panted, "it feels huge."

"Okay, now he started moving it, like this," Molly said, determined to give her sister the same experience she'd had.

She began to move the banana slowly but steadily in Sandy's juice-slick cunt, and Sandy was surprised that it didn't hurt. The hurting part was over, and her horny teenage twat had gotten used to that big stiff presence. Now the cock-like motions of the banana were giving her little jolts of pleasure, and she began to cream and gurgle.

"Oh, hey, yeah!" she cried.

"See?" Molly grinned. "It really does get better."

The banana began to make a soft lewd sucking noise as it reamed out Sandy's creaming box. Each time it moved into her, she felt hot excitement, and she creamed another steamy spurt of juice. She closed her eyes, pretending it was Daddy's mammoth cock reaming her twat, and that got her even more aroused. Instinctively she began to jerk her hips in a fucking motion.

"Mmmmmm, yeah, terrific," she panted.

But abruptly the movements stopped, the banana went still. Sandy moaned in frustration and opened her eyes to see why Molly had stopped masturbating her. Molly had a weird look on her face. It reminded Sandy of long ago, when they were girls and the few times Sandy had gotten some cookies to eat and Molly hadn't. Molly had been too proud to say anything, but envy and longing had been written all over her face.

"Molly, what's wrong?" Sandy asked.

"Are there any more bananas?" Molly asked, breaking into a wicked grin.

"Yeah, and there's one even bigger than this one," Sandy laughed.

"Be right back," Molly said, leaping off the bed.

A few minutes later the sisters were lying on their respective twin beds, both working bananas in their juicy eager cunts. Sandy preferred it this way. She could guide the banana any way she wanted it, whatever felt best. She pistoned the firm fruit faster and faster in her famished pussy hole, and she couldn't help moaning with pleasure. Molly was moaning, too. The sisters had always shared their secrets, and they didn't feel at all self-conscious.

"Oooo, shit, that's good," Sandy squealed.

"A cock's even better," Molly panted, "but this isn't half bad."

Sandy loved the steady pumping action, the cramming of her cunt, but she needed some stimulus for her clit, too. That was one thing a cock could give and a banana couldn't. The fruit just wasn't flexible enough. So she continued pumping it in her juicy twat, and with her free hand she rubbed her swollen joy button. That added a whole new dimension to the fun.

"Hey, Molly," she panted, "try this." Molly glanced over to see what her sister was up to. Sandy was still pumping the thick cream-soaked banana in her cunt, but at the same time she was rubbing her clit with a stiff finger. That seemed like a really good idea, and Molly tried it, rubbing her index finger briskly over her ultrasensitive love bud. Hot stabs of pleasure ripped through her pussy.

"Ooooo, yeah, fantastic," she squealed. Now that they'd mastered this new way of playing with themselves, it didn't take the lusty girls long to reach the very brink of orgasm. Sandy was gurgling and moaning, more aroused than she'd ever been in her life. She was thinking that if fucking really felt like this, she just had to try it. The pleasure was almost unbearable.

"Ooooo, shit, ooooo," she whimpered.

"Oh, fuck, I'm gonna come," Molly gasped. "Mmmmmm, yeah, here it comes, whaaahhhhhhh!"