Daughter Incest 10: Knocking Up My Two Daughters Behind Their Mother’s Back

by Velvet Diamond

Living with two hot, young women was hard. 19 years ago, my wife decided she wanted a child, so I gave her one. A year later, she wanted another. I gave her one then, too.

That was the last time her and I had sex. Ever since then, I've had to take care of my own needs – which wasn't too bad, except now that those two daughters were all grown up and they both thought it was extremely funny to tease their horny daddy with their sexy, nubile bodies.

Well, there's only so much a father can take. I had reached that limit.

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Living with two hot, young women was hard. 19 years ago, my wife decided she wanted a child, so I gave her one. A year later, she wanted another. I gave her one then, too.

That was the last time her and I had sex. Ever since then, I've had to take care of my own needs – which wasn't too bad, except now that those two daughters were all grown up and they both thought it was extremely funny to tease their horny daddy with their sexy, nubile bodies.

Well, there's only so much a father can take. I had reached that limit.

Cassandra was the oldest at 19, with long, silky blonde hair, blue eyes and a nice, palm-sized rack. She was the more adventurous of the two – and also the biggest troublemaker. She was also the hottest.

Sandra, at just 18, was shorter and stockier with curvy hips, larger breasts and almost golden eyes. She was the quiet type, however she usually followed in her older sister's footsteps.

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Ever since Sandra had turned 18, the two of them had become quite incorrigible. I don't know whether or not they knew that I was constantly blue-balled, but it seemed as if they were actively trying to get me in trouble with them.

One day, I'd had enough. I was tired of them constantly prancing around the house in practically nothing and leaving their scented panties all over the place for me to find, so I took a drive over to their grandpa's house and filled him in on all the shenanigans that they were pulling.

He laughed, offered me up a bourbon and explained how his two daughters – my sisters – had practically done the same exact thing to him.

His solution?

He had an old army buddy from back in World War I who was really good at mixing potions together. Weird shit. Like really, really weird stuff. Of course, it was all illegal and under the table, but that hadn't stopped him from getting his mitts on some of it.

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