Gift of Moving On

Chapter 4 - When Lexi's Away... Daddy & Izzy Shall Play

My mind unwinds as I slowly fall asleep, reflecting on the past week. I think about how beautiful both of my daughters are and their subtle differences despite looking similar. Their feet and toes are very similar, though Lexi constantly pampers herself, keeping her toes painted and pretty, her soles & heels baby-bottom soft while Izzy leaves her nails unpainted. Her feet are smooth, but not nearly as soft as her sister's.

Izzy also steers clear of makeup, preferring a more natural look. Her skin is naturally pale, lightly freckled and she pulls the look off well, especially with her wavy strawberry-blonde hair. While Lexi does not cake it on and despite her natural beauty, she won't leave the house without tending to her face and her hair, paying extra attention to highlighting her eyes. Sometimes she goes for the messy bun, other times she spends the time curling her hair, perfecting each and every wave. She regularly freshens her hair's coloring, never letting the roots show - perfect blonde highlights in her brown, shoulder length hair.

I think about how their bodies differ, Izzy having more muscle and curves on her 5'4" frame, while Lexi is more lean with tighter curves - a tiny waist helps enhance the illusion of curvy hips with her.

Izzy's breasts are definitely fuller than her younger sister's, the older having a bit more than a handful, while Izzy's are perkier and slightly less than a handful. Izzy's areolas are a bit larger than Lexi's, but Lexi definitely has more pronounced nipples than her older sister. While Lexi's breasts are quite the snack, Izzy's are a main-course meal.

As for their pussies, there are some subtle differences, which I found shocking since they are sisters. Lexi's pussy is - how should I say... Perfect. Perfectly shaven, pinkish-red in color, small, closed outer lips. A dainty, delicious, beautiful pussy that fits my cock like a glove. Izzy's, on the other hand, also hairless, more on the red than pink side, but more like an open flower. Still quite tight, and definitely mouth watering but far more pronounced than her sister's. Their clits are both sensitive, though Izzy's is slightly larger and easier to find.

Even though Izzy seems to be more affectionate with girls than boys, that comes as no surprise. When the two of them were younger, Izzy was always more arm's length in terms of hugs and kisses while Lexi was more the Daddy's girl, willingly giving and accepting hugs, kisses on the cheek and not shy about sitting on my lap, waking up early to have morning cuddles on the weekend.

In the times I had to meet so called boyfriends, Izzy never once got my blood pressure rising. If she'd have someone over, they always kept 'enough' air between the two of them. Izzy never even so much as held hands with anyone in my line of sight. Lexi, on the other hand, constantly needed her guests 'adjusted' when they were over.

Consumed in my thoughts, I drift off to sleep...

Morning hits quickly, as my alarm goes off. I quickly shut it down, use the bathroom, and hop back into bed, drifting back off to sleep and thankful my time off extends until after Christmas.

An hour or two later, I awake to the feeling of my pants being tugged on. Half asleep, I shift my hips and feel my pants slide around my calves, followed by the warm, pleasant, familiar sensation of Lexi's tongue and lips working up and down my cock. I look down at the covers, moving up and down, roughly outlining her form as she takes me in her mouth.

My right hand finds my youngest daughter's head, alerting her I'm awake. I sigh as my attention turns to my left as Izzy stirs. She looks down, also noticing Lexi under the covers. Izzy smiles as she places her finger on her lips "Shhhing" me as she opens her eyes, studying my face as her sister's mouth works wonders on me down below.

Locking eyes with Izzy - I find myself growing excited thinking about how she said she got hot from watching me get off. I tense and push down on Lexi's head while thrusting my hips up. Lexi picks up her pace, sucking and jacking me into her mouth, toying with my balls, masterfully working me closer and closer to erupting in her mouth.

Izzy rolls, facing me, placing her hand on my chest. The sensation of her hand on my chest while her sister blows me is enough to send me over the edge, as my hips come off the bed, body flailing as I cum in my daughter's warm, hungry mouth while Izzy looks on with big, lusty eyes and quivering lips.

Lexi continues sucking me through my orgasm while Izzy looks on. I flail and holler uncontrollably as my daughter sucks me dry and keeps going until my dick softens. As Lexi slows, Izzy whispers "I just came too," smiling as she closes her eyes and takes her hand back before Lexi emerges from under the sheets.

"I figured this was the best cure for a hangover," Lexi says, grinning ear to ear as her head pops through the blankets.

"Fuck... No complaints here," I respond, still out of breath.

"Feel okay this morning I suspect, sis?" Izzy asks while rubbing her eyes as if she has just woken up.

"I feel pretty good, though I don't quite remember a lot of last night," Lexi explains.

"Long story short, we drank, you puked, you passed out, we carried you to bed," Izzy chirps with a bit of sarcasm in her voice.

"Sounds like I had fun!" Lexi adds, bouncing as she sits on the bed.

Lexi mentions needing to run errands and offers to drop Izzy off wherever she needs to go, as the snow has stopped.

I offer up my car. Izzy declines, preferring to ride with her sister and Uber home. She's not a fan of driving in the snow.

"No one is going anywhere unless I get out of bed to clear the driveway," I exclaim as I dress.

After a bagel and coffee cup #1, I clear the driveway. The girls depart - Lexi running back in the house to kiss me goodbye. I decide first to take care of the house and then relax. I managed to clean up from last night, take care of the floors, and handle my laundry and shower before cat napping in the recliner.

Izzy is the first to get back, startling me from my nap. She apologizes for waking me, and lets me know Lexi told her she'll be home around dinner time before she runs off to her room to drop her shopping bags.

The mention of dinner reminds me to pull steaks out to thaw. I do that and head back to the living room and I fire up the computer.

Before I even get the browser open, Izzy pops back into the room, walking towards my desk.

"Dad... Since Lexi's not going to be home for a few hours..." she starts, softly.

"Do you think we could do it again?"

"It?" I ask - knowing full well what 'it' is.

"Yea, it. Waking up and watching you this morning gave me another itch. I kinda wanna scratch it if you do too," she clarifies.

"Sure!" I say, trying not to look too excited as I stand up. Izzy puts her hand on my shoulder, motioning for me to sit back down.

"Remember how I told you I made Scott watch porn?"

"I do," I responded.

Maybe we could watch something to get you in the mood?"

"Uh, we can do that," I respond.

Izzy quickly takes control of the pc, pulling up a sensual video of two attractive females - a short blonde and a redhead doing some heavy petting in lingerie.

"This work for you?" Izzy asks.

"I can work with that," I nod, shifting slightly in my chair.

"Lexi actually put me onto these two," Izzy says, to my surprise.

"Oh?"

"Yeah, we used to watch a lot of porn together when we were younger.

"Then after I went off to college, we'd send each other clips we liked. She sent me these two.

"They have this video where it is just the two of them. The making out is hot. I don't like it when they start pulling out toys on each other though later on in the video.

"They do have another one that I really like where it is the two of them and they get caught by the blonde's 'brother.'

"Of course, the acting is bad, but they end up all getting it on afterward," she adds.

"Well, these two are definitely working for me," I tell her.

"Dad, if we're going to do this, it might be easier if you lose the pants first," Izzy says, laughing.

"Uh, Sure," I say - sliding my pants off, exposing my semi-hard cock.

Izzy drops her pants as well as she stands beside me watching the vid.

In the vid, the redhead is the more dominant of the two - definitely in control as she peels away the blonde's lingerie little by little.

After the redhead model snacks on the blonde's perky little tits, blondy flips the script, removes the redhead's panties and gets to work using her mouth downtown while undoing the redhead's lingerie top up above.

Izzy takes a small step forward, nudging the side of my chair slightly as she steps in closer.

I reach forward, brushing Izzy's hip, guiding her down to my lap. She takes a seat on my right leg, one hand between her legs - pleasuring herself.

I slide my hand over her thigh, hoping to help her out. She thwarts my efforts with her other hand, pushing my hand back onto her thigh.

On the video, the girls end up in a 69 position. As they shift, Izzy shifts in the seat, straddling me after working herself up.

"Let me do all the work and tell me before you cum," she instructs as she lines me up and impales herself on my cock, whining as I enter her.

Izzy rolls her hip on my stiff rod. My hands on her thighs. I slide one up her sweatshirt, making it as far as her tummy before she grabs it, locking her fingers together with mine.

I watch her leg muscles flex and relax as she rides me. My free hand slides to her ass while she leans forward, working my pole while she moans on top of me.

Once again, I try to raise her sweatshirt, hoping to bury my head into her ample chest. Like the first attempt, my efforts are thwarted, as her free hand finds me, interlocking fingers.

"No. Touching," she moans, squeezing my hands, bucking her hips.

My daughter thrashes in my lap, moaning, grunting, squeezing... CUMMING as her orgasm rages through her shaking body as my dick pops out.

Izzy releases one of my hands, pops it back in and resumes bouncing on my pole.

"I need to see you, Iz... I need to touch you," I plead, sliding my hand back up her shirt.

Izzy approves, as she removes her sweatshirt over her head, holding, hugging my head into her ample, freckled chest as she continues her passionate ride.

My moans echo along the valleys of her mountainous tits as she bounces up and down, and rolls forward and back.

As she works me over, my moans turn to hollers, "Ahh, ahhhhh... Izzzzzy... I'm. About... To... Uhhhhh... CUM... Oh God, oh God!" I holler as she rolls her hips frantically, my hands now clinging to her ass, pushing her into me as I nut - hard... Deep inside. Izzy moaning and almost giggling as I erupt.

Izzy slows her roll, leaning into my shoulder, hugging into me as I remain buried deep inside, breathless, cum leaking out of my daughter's insides.

"Izzz... Wow... Holy Fuck..." I say as I catch my breath.

"Yea, holy fuck, wow is right," she responds.

"I didn't even get to watch you cum!

"I sure felt it though!" she adds.

"Speaking of, I've never had a boy cum in me," Izzy shares.

"I mean, I have... But I always had Scott wear a condom, so never inside, inside...

"It feels... so...... Neat," she says as she slowly dismounts, still sitting on my lap.

"Don't worry, I'm on the pill," Izzy adds.

"I somehow didn't even think of that," I reply.

"Lexi's not, but I am...

"I've always been afraid to let Scott cum in me. I guess I was afraid of what it would feel like rather than worrying about getting pregnant or catching anything.

"Speaking of, do you think we can go again?" Izzy asks, as she runs her slit along my softened, slimy cock.

"Uh, I mean... We can definitely try," I tell her as she tries to grind the hard back into me.

"Ummm, Iz..." I say as she slides her opening along my limpish cock.

"We might get better, quicker results if you let me touch you... Or kiss you, even," I plead.

"How about this... You can kiss from here to here," Izzy counters holding one hand below her chin, the other below her tits.

"And this time, you let me watch you when we cum... Deal?"

"Deal," I confirm.

"Only one more condition," I add.

"Maybe two..."

"What are they?"

"One, we take this to the bedroom,"

"Deal," Izzy replies as I stand and pick her up, walking toward the bedroom as she giggles.

"Two, I get to be on top... for at least a little bit," I add.

"I guess I can live with that," she replies.

"We should probably use my room, since it's closer. I don't want you to drop me because I'm fat!" she jokes.

"Fair enough, though I'm not going to drop you...

"And you're not fat," I yell as I pinch her bare ass.

Izzy opens the door to her bedroom and I put her down in her bed. As her back hits the soft mattress, she giggles and pulls me down into her.

"Thought you said you weren't gonna drop me!" she adds.

"Totally didn't drop you," I retorted before attacking her pale neck.

"I'm going to have another stipulation," Izzy adds as I continue my assault on her neck.

"Okay," I mumble in between neck nibbles.

"I'm not going to tell you yet, but when I do... Promise me you'll go along with it," she says as she rolls us over, Izzy now on top.

"Promise me," she says again, as she rolls her hips, gliding her opening along my growing rod, one of my hands on each of her tits.

Harder and harder I begin to grow as she grinds on me.

"I promise..." I respond as I flip my daughter over onto her back, landing between her legs. I line the tip up with her opening, barely sliding it in.

One arm holding me steady, supporting my weight, the other making its way up her curvy body and to her face, I lock eyes with my daughter and push forward, gasping as I enter her for the second time today.

I rotate my hips, moving in and out of her, caressing her face, staring into her eyes as I fuck my daughter.

Sensing Izzy is a control freak in the sack, I preemptively grab one of her arms, lock hands, and hold it down over her head.

I do the same with her other arm, pinning them both to the bed, over her head.

One hand free, I grab her thigh, bending her leg upward as I fuck into her. Izzy moans and her lips quiver in response.

I continue working in and out and around, swirling my hips, pinning her hands as she moans more and more.

My hand leaves her thigh, moving over her hips and onto her breast, brushing her nipple with my thumb.

I break eye contact, returning to her neck, head buried - nibbling as I flick her nipple, grinding, thrusting my pelvis into hers.

"Dad," Izzy moans...

"My other stipulation... I want you to choke me..."

Feeling her muscles begin to stiffen and her pulse beginning to race, I return face to face as I pick up the pace.

Izzy moans as I caress her cheek, fighting to get her hands free. I press her arms down harder as I hammer and swerve away.

"Dad... Do it... You promised..." Izzy groans, as she moves her hips in sync with mine. "Choke me..."

I stop moving, momentarily - looking at my daughter underneath me, flushed, so beautiful. "Iz, are you sure? I don't know if I can do that," I tell her as I look into her mesmerizing green eyes.

"I'm sure... You promised," she says as she slightly wiggles underneath.

"You won't hurt me..." she says as she slides one of her hands free from my grip, grabbing my free hand by the wrist.

"Put your hand right here," Izzy instructs as she places my hand around her neck before stretching her arm back over her head next to her pinned hand.

"Squeeze," she insists.

Reluctantly I nod, unsure as I resume thrusting inside her as my hand sits on her neck, unwilling to apply pressure.

"If it is too hard or too much, I'll tap you like this," she says as she taps my arm.

Slowly, I begin squeezing her neck as I move in and out.

Izzy moans as my hand tightens around her neck, her eyes getting bigger, mouth opening.

My adrenaline surges as I fuck her harder and harder, watching her face redden as I give in, squeezing harder.

Squeaking out a moan, Izzy's back begins to arch, legs begin to clench as she shivers and gasps. Eyes getting big, mouth open, whimpering - Izzy cries out, flailing, panting as she cums with my hand around her neck while I choke my daughter and thrust in and out for all I'm worth.

Just as her orgasm subsides, mine draws near. I squeeze harder and push into her, grunting, hollaring, mouth open as I cum. Izzy fights for air as she watches me explode inside of her, the two of us bucking uncontrollably - breathing heavy as my grip loosens around her flushed neck and I fold, collapsing on top of her.

Out of breath, my hand on her breast, ear on her chest - my cock still inside her, I hear and feel my daughter's heart pumping, chest moving up and down, breathing heavy. Lexi wraps an arm around my head as we come down from our high.

"Thank you," Izzy says as she runs her fingers along the back of my head, embracing me. Still semi-hard inside her, I push deeper - kissing her breast as I catch my breath.

"I didn't think I could choke you," I told Izzy.

"I wanted you to..." she responds as she continues rubbing my hair.

"I always wanted to try that but I was afraid... And I trust you. I know you'd never hurt me, so I felt safe," my daughter says in a soft, comforting voice.

"I'd never hurt you," I respond as I continue rubbing and kissing on her chest, wiggling my semi-hard cock inside her warm, slimy insides.

"I surprised myself though," I add as I pop my head up from her chest, now looking her in the eye.

"I wasn't sure I could do that... And then, I felt almost excited..." I explain as I move in and out of her, dick slowly hardening.

"Like I liked it even.

"The harder I squeezed, the faster I went, the more excited I got...

"It was like I was running a race.

"Trying to get you to explode before you tapped out," I tell her as I continue sliding in and out.

"I almost tapped," Izzy responds as she moves her hips underneath me.

"I started to feel lightheaded...

"But then it hit me... And I felt such a high..." she explains.

And then you right after me. I was determined that I'd have rather passed out than have you stop," she adds.

We continued moving together while we conversed. I can't say we were fucking, nor can I say we were making love. We were... bonding...

We continued like that for about thirty, maybe 45 more minutes. Neither of us are focusing on cumming. Izzy and I were becoming closer than we'd ever come before.

She shared with me that she does not like to kiss boys - not because she finds it disgusting, but rather she has trauma from a past experience...

She explained that while at a college party her freshman year, she was dared to make out with a boy and she puked all over him, and a little bit in his mouth. Rather than helping, he pushed her away and yelled at her, causing a scene. I kissed her cheek and then her forehead in comfort, as she shared her story.

Before tearing up, Izzy changed the topic, explaining that she and Lexi for the longest time they had hoped I'd find someone. Other than Mom, they had no hint, no clue about my 'type.' Aside from being 'a bitch,' neither of them remembered much about Mom. She recalls they originally hoped Mom would come back, giving up hope as they became older.

Izzy said that even through high school, they looked for clues about who or what type of person I might be into. She admitted they could never catch me eying a volleyball mom or getting all weird talking to a woman, so it was hard to figure out anything or come up with a scheme to hook you up.

Izzy shared - "When Lexi caught you looking at that girl - who looks nearly identical to her, I might add - she called me all excited to tell me and we came up with a plan. Jokingly, at first..."