Gift of Moving On

Chapter 3 - A Drunken Surprise

Morning comes quickly and so did I. Wanting to beat the storm and get an early start on the day, I kiss Lexi on the cheek, gently telling her it is time to get up. Lexi stirs, curling into me, reaching down - lightly, discreetly stroking me while her sister and I talk overtop of her.

"I want to be home by 11," I tell Izzy as Lexi pretends to sleep while rubbing me down below with both hands underneath the covers - one hand jerking my stiffened cock. The other caresses my balls. I try to remain mindful of my bodily reaction and facial expression so as to not tip off my oldest on what her sister is doing underneath the sheets.

"I think I'm going to go shopping today when we get home, weather permitting," Izzy says as she sits up, taking a swig of water.

"That is, if sleeping beauty decides to wake up," Izzy says as she playfully throws her empty water bottle, hitting Lexi in the back of her head.

"I am awake Izzy," Lexi responds.

"You should come join us," she adds as Izzy's bare feet hit the carpeted floor. My wandering eyes trace upward, noticing her pale, freckled bare legs and her full, muscly thighs where her shirt stops just below her barely visible panties.

"I'm good," Izzy replies as she stretches her arms over her head before standing up, her full breasts and hardened nipples pressing against her sleep-shirt as Lexi continues pleasuring me down below.

Between the amazing feeling of my daughter's hands and the view of her sister's form beside the bed, my cock erupts - eyes fixed on Izzy's ample breasts and jutted nipples poking through her shirt. I imagine how soft yet firm they feel in my hand, I imagine my head buried in her chest as her younger sister jerks me through my orgasm, Izzy none the wiser.

Izzy grabs her clothes for the day, heading to the bathroom to change while my eyes follow her, appreciating her shapely, shirt covered ass. Meanwhile, her sexkitten of a sister dives down, underneath the blankets licking away all traces of Daddy cum from my abs; her hand never leaving my cock. It was still hard enough that I probably could have gone a second round had it not been for us needing to hit the road - and boy did I want to.

Resisting the urge, I find my boxers just after Lexi's smiling face emerges from under the covers. We get ourselves situated and we hit the road.

We managed to beat most of the weather home, though the last ten minutes or so saw the beginning of a light snow. The conversation was nothing exciting or out of the ordinary. Izzy expressed hope that she and Lexi would be able to head out to shop, day-drink, and meet up with some friends.

We arrive home, unpack the car and get situated just before 10am. As we sorted ourselves out, it became clear that the snow was going to put a damper on Izzy's aspirations - our footprints already covered by new snow. Izzy proposes we salvage part of her plans with a day drinking session at home since we're all stuck here anyway. I counter, suggesting a nap, followed by food, drinks, and football. The girls agree - suggesting we do Bloody Marys, pizza and wings.

"Works for me," I tell them as I head to my room for a much needed nap.

I'm not sure what the girls did, but I slept - hard, waking to my phone's alarm just before the early game's kickoff. Speaking of hard... As I shake the cobwebs from my head, I recall my steamy dream involving me and my daughter - and not the one you'd think. Lexi's lowkey suggestions to her sister must have been resonating in the back of my head, as I have vivid images of my dream, where I had Izzy bent over her bed, taking her from behind.

I monetarily linger on the imagery for a minute as I dress and emerge from my bedroom. "Thought this was Bloody Mary & football Sunday?" I bark, walking into the living room to see my girls each wrapped in their own blanket on the couch, tearing into the pizza and wings that have already arrived - the smell of honey bbq sauce lingering in the air.

"Waiting on you for the drinks," Izzy responds as she wipes her sauce-covered mouth with her napkin.

"They're not going to make themselves," Lexi adds, motioning for me to get in the kitchen.

I fill the blender with ice. As I crack open the mix, a piece of pizza appears above my shoulder in Lexi's hand. Turning my head I take a bite, chewing while adding the mix, vodka, and hot sauce into the blender.

I hit 'blend' as Lexi teases me for a second bite, dangling the pizza in front of me and moving it away. I quickly snatch the pizza from her grasp, taking another bite before setting it down on the counter as the Bloody Marys mix. Lexi hops up, sitting on the counter, leaning forward, elbow on her knee, hand supporting her head - looking at me smiling... Offering me a heavenly view down her loose fitting Bills jersey.

"See something you like?" she playfully asks, extending her bare leg, rubbing her fuzzy sock covered foot along my pants, to my crotch while I gaze down her shirt.

"Definitely," I sigh, grabbing her leg - slowly running my hand upward from her ankle, up her smooth, lotioned, freshly shaven leg, over her knee, and onto her thigh just below the opening of her short shorts as I move closer to enjoy my view down her shirt, admiring - lusting after her perfect, little perky tits.

I sigh as the blender comes to a hault, snapping me out of my daughter's spell. With a stiff cock, a mouthful of pizza, and two bloody marys in hand, I bring Izzy her drink with Lexi in front of me carrying her own and the pitcher. We eat, drink, and carry on - cheering the Bills on in the first half and sweating out the Browns coming back to nearly win in the second.

A few pitchers later, Steelers-Lions now playing, it is safe to say that while Izzy and I might be happily buzzing, Lexi is quickly venturing towards 'trashed' status. As any good big sister would, Izzy eggs her on.

Another pitcher almost all the way down and with Lexi all wound up, the topic turns to sex - specifically the number of partners had.

The girls gang up on me, asking how many. Keeping it vague, I share I can count the number on two hands, without using my fingers more than once."

I turn the question back at them. Izzy switches teams - teasing her sister as we needle Lexi on the topic.

"Izzy," Lexi slurs, "I've had kinda lots of sex.

"Not as much as you... But I've had lots," she says, as Izzy jokingly hits her in the arm.

"Well, then tell us how many people, Lex... You're all proud of how much you've had, but how many?" Izzy responds, playfully pushing Lexi.

"Fine... I've been with four boys, one girl, and one man."

"Including anyone you've had sex with in this room?" Izzy quickly asks.

"Who you think the one girl and one man is?

"No, seriously Izzy... Listen...," Lexi says, toning it down to a slurred drunken whisper that really isn't a whisper.

"Izzy, I know you like girls... But sometimes you like boys too," Lexi slurs as she leans towards her sister, smiling, head resting on her sister's shoulder.

"Forget this how many people stuff...

"We should both do him tonight," she whispers loudly, pointing at me.

"He made me cum so hard. I never cum that much before, Izzy," Lexi says as she giggles.

"Seriously, Izzy...," she says as she tries to climb Izzy's arm, pointing her finger in Izzy's chest.

"You should try him together with me.

"We always talked about a threesome... We just couldn't find anyone that wouldn't talk, remember?" Lexi says to her sister as I cling to my glass, turning - eyes now glued to the game.

"Izzy, he won't talk... Won't tell no one..." Lexi says as she drapes her arm around Izzy's shoulder.

"Lex, you're so drunk," Izzy laughs. "You wouldn't even know what you're doing and you'd probably pass out on us anyway," she adds as she tries to pour a drunken Lexi back onto the couch. Lexi flops backwards, landing on my lap. I moved my drink just in time, avoiding a mess.

"You're being silly, Izzy. Course I know what I'm doing. See?" Lexi says as she pulls herself up using my shoulders with one hand while cupping my balls with the other.

"I give him a little attention," she says as she begins kissing (more like slobbering) on my neck and caressing me down below over my pants. My cock reacts.

"And then I give you a little attention," she says as she pours herself over to Izzy, pawing at and slobbering on Izzy's neck while Lexi replaces her hand with her foot upon my crotch.

"And then I give you even more attention," she says to Izzy as she slides her hand down her body and abruptly into her pants while trying to kiss her on the mouth. Izzy seemingly reciprocates the kiss, albeit perhaps reluctantly.

"Then I give Daddy more attention," Lexi says, removing her hand from her sister's pants. She licks her finger before slithering back over to me, sliding onto my lap, grinding her ass on my stiffened rod.

"Izzy, come here. I have to tell you a secret," Lexi whispers loudly while grinding on my lap. Izzy rolls her eyes, sliding over - playing along.

"Remember I told you he made me cum? He made me squirt too, Izzy," she whispers, a serious look on her drunken face.

"Oh, now more attention for Izzy," Lexi exclaims, jumping off my lap and back to her sister before anyone has a chance to react, as she resumes pawing at Izzy. My eyes are glued to the two of them. While Izzy does not seem 100% into this, she also doesn't seem completely against this whole thing. At the very least, she finds her drunken sister amusing, entertaining even.

"Dad, now come here," Izzy says as she hooks my head with her foot, trying to pull me over.

"Now you and Izzy give each other attention," Lexi suggests, trying to push and pull us together before she nearly falls. Izzy catches her drunken sister before she spills herself onto the floor. I render assistance and together the two of us pull Lexi back onto the couch where Lexi drapes herself over the two of us - one arm around me, the other around her sister.

Somehow, Lexi manages to get one of her legs between mine and one between her sister's legs as she sort of straddles us both as she hugs onto us. She leans over and kisses her sister on the mouth. I feel Izzy pulling her in as her grip around Lexi's back tightens.

Not quite sure what exactly to do, I watch the two of them embrace out of the corner of my eye. As they kiss, Lexi begins tugging at my head, guiding me slowly toward her neck. I feel Izzy's arm slide up, meeting mine on Lexi's back. She grabs my wrist, gently pulling in her direction.

Between the two of them pulling at me, I take that as a collective invite and I kiss Lexi's neck while the two of them deeply kiss. It doesn't take long for Izzy and I to clunk heads, as we're collectively positioned a bit awkward. Rather than continue to get in one another's way, I make a move - wiggling myself free, guiding my two daughters on top of me while we lay back on the couch as they remain tangled in a kiss - my arms embracing both.

Arms around both of my daughters laying on top of me, deeply entangled in a kiss, I kiss Lexi on the top of her head before turning and kissing Izzy upon her forehead. I realize we went from me having an awkward position to participate to being trapped underneath and having no opportunity to participate without disrupting their embrace. For now, I am content just letting the two of them make out on top of me - my arms around the both of them, allowing anything further to happen organically.

Lexi's hand wanders, settling in above the shirt but upon her sister's heavy chest as the two kiss. With little warning, Lexi pushes herself away from her sister, turning and hurling into the empty pizza box on the table beside us.

Together, Izzy and I get a drunken Lexi cleaned up, sorted out, and tucked in on the couch. We decided sleeping it off on her side is probably for the best and doing so on the couch while we're still awake might be a wise move.

As Lexi snores, Izzy and I clean up the living room. We move to the kitchen to straighten up when Izzy breaks the silence. "Dad, can we talk?" she asks.

"Sure," I responded. "Want to help me finish off the last of these?" I ask, offering her half of the remaining bloody mary. Izzy accepts, we clink glasses and each take a sip.

"I want to explain about Lexi and I," Izzy begins.

"You don't owe me an explanation, Iz - but I'm listening," I reply, leaning against the countertop.

"I know she told you that I taught her to kiss to help give her confidence, but there's more," she begins.

"After that first kiss, she would sometimes sneak into my bed - first asking to practice, but then she wouldn't ask. We'd just do. And it became more and more that we'd do," she explains.

"In her mind, I think she was just trying to be the best and it was practice to her. In my mind, it was something different, something more.

"I KNOW Lexi likes boys a whole lot more than she likes girls. In fact, I'd probably say she doesn't like girls but is open to them.

"As for me, well... that whole thing about teaching Lexi and getting her confidence was only part of the story. She was actually helping me become confident because I knew I always liked girls but until we did what we did, I was always afraid to tell anyone or to try anything. I'd fooled around with boys, but I really didn't like it. I mean, I did... but I didn't love it.

"And for the record, I've only been with a few boys and a little more than a few girls. Not nearly as many as Lexi made it sound. I mean, I'm not a slut... Well, not a total slut at least," Izzy says as she laughs.

"Anyway... With Lexi, she would often initiate things and then I'd take control and try different things out, watching how her body would respond. By the time I got confident enough to come out, I already felt like a pro.

"There were never any feelings between Lexi and I - aside from being sisters who experimented. But, when I branched out and began seeing other girls and Lexi other guys, she started talking about a threesome.

"We talked and laughed about it - a lot, actually. I wanted another girl, while Lexi naturally wanted another guy. We could never really agree on anyone and were especially worried that they'd brag or talk - because no one knew our little secret - until you.

"What about Ashley, your karaoke friend or that other boy?" I ask.

"You mean Scott," she replies.

"Neither of them know. I'm casual with the both of them. And... I wouldn't tell them anyway. Who wants to be known as the girl who hooks up with her sister?

Scott was the first boy I was with since high school. He's shy and a bit nerdy. Total gentleman though. We started while working on a project for school. I knew he was into me, but would never make a move.

"We were working and drinking one night and my 'friend' at the time canceled on me. I joked out loud that I was so looking forward to getting laid after studying. Scott said something sweet, trying to make me feel better. I suggested something and next thing I know, I had him tied up and blindfolded and I was riding him, no touching, no kissing, no strings attached.

"So now in school, anytime I need something 'more', I call him up to 'study,'" Izzy explains.

"So back to this threesome thing," Izzy starts after a second or two of silence while peeking around the corner to check on her drunk, passed out sister.

"The night at the hotel is the closest we've ever come - though I wouldn't really consider that a true threesome.

"I mean, Lexi was in her glory, as we both paid attention to her. I did with her what I was comfortable doing and what I knew would work to set off fireworks for her.

"Backing up a bit, when this whole thing first came up, she wanted it to be a straight up threesome. Then we got a bit sidetracked and had lots of fun planning and mapping things out.

"We'd talk - with her giving me updates and details. Then we'd scheme and come up with the next steps. The next day, we'd do it all over again.

"Truth be told, when we talked and came up with the Helena plan and joked around about how things might play out... And the things she might do, it got me hot..." Izzy admitted.

"And here, Scott was definitely happy," Izzy says as she laughs.

"That kid probably had more sexing in the past week than he'd had in his entire life," Izzy adds with a confident smile.

"While I was riding him on the first night after Lexi and I talked, I took his blindfold off as I was getting off. I had my shirt on, so he didn't get to see me naked, but he popped the second I uncovered his eyes.

"Usually, we're one and done - but I made him watch porn to get back in the mood for round 2 because I wanted more.

"Once he became 'interested', I turned around and rode him backwards - watching the video with him while we fucked.

"I surprised myself at how hard I came when I was riding him that time.

"It wasn't the position or anything. It was watching them cum on the video with him that got me...," Izzy says as she finishes her drink. She fumbles around, finding shot glasses and fills them, handing one to me. Mindlessly, I find the shot glass in my hand, raising it and taking the shot with Izzy as I'm hanging on my oldest daughter's every last word.

"And in the hotel, when I... When we made Izzy cum and I watched you get off, I got soooo tingly, I thought I was going to explode.

"That's why I ran off to the bathroom," she adds in a softened voice.

"The next day, when I walked in on you two, it happened again," she says, pouring another round of shots.

"I didn't know I'd be walking in on that and I wasn't trying to watch, but I couldn't look away...," she says as she hands me the shot glass.

"When we locked eyes, when you tensed up and I knew you were cumming, it was almost like I could feel you inside of me," she says as she throws back her shot.

With a slight delay and shaky hand, I throw mine back as well. Instinctively, I refill both our glasses, sliding Izzy's back to her and we take a third shot as my mind vividly paints the mental pictures coming from my daughter's words.

"The entire car ride, I couldn't get it out of my head. I kept replaying that in my mind, imagining how you would have felt inside of me," Izzy says, beginning to slur her words slightly.

"When we got to the last hotel, you two thought I was sleeping," she says, smiling.

"I wasn't," she whispers.

"I could hear you two and I was touching myself. The first time I nutted, I thought you two knew cuz my body jerked.

"Then I came again, at the same exact time you did," she adds.

"In the morning, when I threw the water bottle, I knew exactly what Lexi was doing. I saw the way the blankets were moving and was pretty sure she was jerking you off.

"When she invited me in, I almost did," she adds leaning forward, using the counter to hold herself up.

"Why didn't you?" I ask, extending my arm to help keep her balanced.

"I don't know...," Izzy responds, looking at the ceiling.

"I guess I don't want to just join in on something like that...

"Not that I didn't want to join in, but I mean, I didn't want to join in progress.

"Plus, I'm kinda shy... Well, not shy, but...," she pauses as she looks down at the floor and turns her body slightly away.

"I mean, you've seen Izzy. She's gorgeous... She's sexy Lexi. She's just hot!

"And I know I'm definitely not ugly. I have an okay body, but I'm like fat..."

"Honey, you're not fat," I quickly say, interrupting.

"I guess I'm just afraid that you're not going to want me if Lexi is there... Or, or, you're going to look at me differently than the way you look at Lexi," she adds as her green eyes begin to shine from welling up.

I pull her in, hugging my daughter; her head tucked into my chest as she sobs silently. I kiss my daughter on her strawberry-blonde covered head.