Father’s Day

First time writer, tell me what you think. This is entirely fictional.

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“Happy father’s day!”

Mark rolled over in bed. Up until that moment he had been enjoying a blissful morning, wrapped in the soft duvet. Last night his wife Alex and his daughter Meggie had taken him out for a pre-father’s day dinner. He had enjoy quite a bit of wine and the three of them had been up late into the night. He was surprised to hear them up, he thought they should have been as physically exhausted as he was after the night’s activities. As he opened his eyes he was greeted with the site of the two most beautiful women he had ever known.

“What do you think?” the young girl asked. Meggie and her mother stood at the foot of the bed wearing matching sheer slips. Alex’s was hot pink and her daughters was an aqua blue. The flowy material was so sheer Mark could make out every curve of their gorgeous bodies. Alex’s top cupped her tear-drop breasts perfectly. Her large erect nipples strained against the thin cloth, begging Mark to suck on them. As his eyes moved lower he followed the crease of her tight abs down to a pair of pink panties so tiny they barely covered her smooth, shaved slit.

“We got them at the teen store” Alex said, “If only you had been there, it was a lot of fun picking these out.”

“Mommy’s is too little, and mine is too big!” bubbled Meggie excitedly. As he looked the young girl over Mark was overjoyed to see she was right. Meggie’s slip hung low on her slender body. The cups of the top hung empty against her flat chest. The top of the fabric just barely lined up with buds of what would someday be her breasts. Mark could see the tiniest slivers of dark skin peeking about from above the radiant material. His eyes traveled down the crease of her tight stomach. She wore the same panties as her mother, except where her mother’s full pussy lips filled the tiny cloth patch, Meggies were loose and hung away from her body. She had knotted the thin straps on the side of the panties (a trick her mother taught her when she dressed the girl in the smallest of thongs) but there was still more fabric than the girl needed. As Meggie sway back and forth Mark caught glimpses of the soft, hairless skin of the girls crotch and was grateful they hadn’t found anything that fit her.

“Daddy! What do you think?” Meggie exclaimed in a mock tantrum. She bounced up onto the bed landing on all fours. She began slowly crawling up the bed, grinning from ear to ear and biting her lip. Her long blonde hair was tied up in a cute ballerina bun that bounced as she moved.