Three Daughters and the Three Rules

by Pablo Diablo

Copyright 2018 by Pablo Diablo

Chapter 1

Who am I? Well, I’m a Dad with three beautiful daughters. They are: Jane-22, Jill-20, and my baby Jesse (18 as of yesterday). I have been doing my best trying to raise them, provide them a safe home, and instruct them as best I can.

My wife of 23 years passed away a couple of years ago. She was beautiful. A free-spirit who, in my opinion, was way out of my league. I never understood what she saw in a blue-collar guy like me.

Janice was my dream woman right from the very start. She was gorgeous. Tall, slender, long chestnut hair, a body that made me horny just seeing it. When we first started dating I knew that I was out of my league with her.

Her free-spirit came alive on our very first date. I had planned on the usual. I made reservations for a nice restaurant. I intended to take her to a movie and then see how it went from there.

However, that is not what Janice wanted.

We got to the restaurant. I was wearing my very best blue suit and Janice wearing a delicious black dress that accentuated her delightful body and kept me squirming in my seat.

After we were seated, we ordered a couple of glasses of wine, then a second, and a third. Finally, we placed our dinner order. Janice, after placing our dinner order, told the waiter that we wanted the food ‘to go’. I’m sure I sat there with my mouth hanging open.

When the waiter left the table, she leaned over to me and said, “Restaurants are boring. Let’s take the food to the beach, sit on the hood of your car, and listen to the waves and watch the stars.”

“Absolutely” was the only word that I could muster.

We parked at the beach. Sat quietly on the hood of my car. Before we even began eating, Janice leaned over and kissed me passionately. She caressed my neck and nibbled on my ear. This beautiful woman had my heart from the very start. No one ever, before that night, ignited my passion like she did.

I was hard almost before our first kiss broke. She must have noticed immediately because she quipped, “Is that for me?” I was embarrassed and felt my body had betrayed me. Yet, she smiled her beautiful smile, reached down and outlined my hard cock in my dress slacks.

She said to me, “Don’t be embarrassed. I find that a huge compliment. All we’ve done is kiss and you are sporting a hard-on. Very sexy, very sexy indeed.”

We made passionate love in front of the car on the sand of the beach. I had a beach towel in the trunk of my car to keep the sand out of her warm, wet pussy.

We kissed passionately for nearly the entire evening. I licked and nibbled on her neck and lobe of one of her ears. She responded by moaning and encouraging me on and on.

Without warning, she sat up and reached behind herself and unzipped the black dress. There she was under the glistening full moon, sitting in only a black lace bra and matching black lace panties. She left her shoes in the car.

Janice whispered in my ear, “Stand up my dear”.

I did as she directed. I stood up trying to not get sand on the towel. She deftly unbuckled my belt and unzipped my pants. She directed them to kick them off, which I did gladly.

My head was swimming in passion and lust for this beautiful creature right in front of me.

She rubbed her soft, petite hands over the raging bulge in my underwear. I reached down and picked her up gently as I wanted to hug and hold this woman.

I reached around and unclasped her bra, kissing her the whole time. She kept stroking my cock through my underwear. I felt her delicate fingers inside my waistband pushing my briefs down.

While she was doing that, I kept kissing her. My heart was aflutter, her scent was heavenly, and as I licked the nape of her neck I detected a honey taste. Truly an amazing woman.

When we were both finally naked on the moonlit beach, we fell to the towel gripping, licking, and sucking each other.

I could go on and on about that night, but that isn’t what this is all about.

A couple of months ago, I came home early from work. I heard odd sounds coming from my youngest daughter’s room. I deftly went down the hall and at the same time I knocked and opened the door. What I saw stunned me.

There was my middle daughter and my youngest daughter in the throes of passion with two boys. Both of my daughters were naked. Both boys only had their pants slid down to their knees with my daughters’ legs wrapped around the small of their back.

When the ability of speech came back to me, I said, “When you’re done I need to see the both of you in the living room”.

I turned and walked out of the bedroom shocked and stunned. I slowly walked back down the hall towards the living room. As I did, I ran into my oldest daughter coming out of one of the bathrooms.

“Did you know about this?” I asked with a bit of anger in my voice.

“Yes sir” she replied hanging her head looking at the floor.

“OK, then you need to be in the living room for a family meeting.

“When?”

“How about right now!” I said adamantly.

Chapter 2

Before I took another step, two boys went running past me towards the front door. Curiously, neither one of them said a word.

Both of daughters came out of the bedroom wearing only robes. I directed them, “Go back in there and put some clothes on.”

I went out and sat in my chair. My mind reeling from what I just saw. I know that all my girls were ‘technically’ adults but, they were still ‘my little girls’. Virtually no Dad that I know of wants to see his daughter(s) having sex.

Jane went into the bedroom to chat with her two younger sisters while they were changing. Finally, after what seemed like an hour of waiting, my three daughters sat down together on the couch.

I didn’t know how to start. I just sat there looking at them in silence.

Finally, to break the ice, my youngest Jesse spoke up, “Dad, are you mad at us?”

“I’m not sure what I’m feeling Jesse.” I replied still quite stunned.

I still sat there quite stunned. As calmly as I could I said, “Ladies, I sure do miss your Mother. She would know what to say to you three. She was a beautiful woman who was a free spirit and I loved her with all my heart. However, now I realize that I need to put some guidelines or rules in place before you three give me a massive heart attack or stroke.”

This sort of broke the ice and made the girls giggle a bit.

I put on a forced smile the best I could muster.

“Before I start, I would like to hear your ideas of what rules I should put into place.” I said softly.

Jane was the first to speak, “Dad, you know we all love you. You and Mom have done an incredible job raising us. We all know you are lonely and feel lost since Mom passed. I was thinking that maybe we need to somehow put a ‘marker’ on the bedroom door knob as a signal not to come in without knocking. Dad, we are all of age and we are all sexually active. Mom taught us well about using birth control and getting checked out regularly. But, I don’t think any of us thought about you and for that we are all sorry.”

I just looked at the floor trying to keep my eyes from welling up.

Jesse piped up next, “Yeah, my boyfriend says that his fraternity uses a sock on the doorknob as a signal.”

I looked at Jill. She stayed quiet. I thought to myself, she has always been the critical thinker of the bunch.

“Jill, any thoughts?” I asked kind of sheepishly.

“Um, yes. But, I don’t think my sisters will like my thoughts.” She said with hesitation in her voice.

“Go ahead, yeah, go ahead” Jane and Jesse chimed in together. They knew all to well that Jill was the one whom I relied on the most since Janice died.

“Ah, Ok then. Here’s my ideas: first, no boy stays past 11pm. Second, none of us ‘sneak out’. Third, there needs to be some sort of set punishment if we break the rules.”

“WHAT?” Jesse exclaimed.

“You can’t do that. We’re all adults. That’s not fair.” Jesse continued.

I still sat silently. Looking at the floor and looking at my three beautiful daughters wondering what Janice would do or say. I mean, although she was a free spirit she fully believed that sex, lust, and love all go together. I thought about the times that Janice and I would come home from a hard day at work only to rip each other’s clothes off and have an hour or two of hard, sweaty, mind-blowing sex. Not love, no tenderness, just plain lust.

Janice taught me lot of things that I was not educated enough about. One of them was how to please a woman orally. One of the HUGE keys to our success. She taught me to start by kissing tenderly along the neck. To slowly lick and nibble my way down to her chest taking time to lick and suck on the nipples (usually an erogenous zone for many women). Take your time, there is no rush. This is not a race, she would tell me.

After one spends a reasonable amount of time on the nipples, slowly kiss your way down to her pussy. Kiss around the pussy, flicking one’s tongue on the clit. Kiss the outer lips. Kiss the inner thighs softly even licking them. Work your way back up to her womanhood.

Here is where Janice really taught me something new. Take your tongue and start at the bottom licking up towards the clit. Then lick down towards the anus. Keep doing this for several minutes listening for changes in breathing. She went on to explain, “Don’t be afraid to gently put one finger inside. Nibble on the clit while you do that. Oh, and keep your nails trimmed and your hands CLEAN.”

If she is really wet and her pussy feels loose then add a finger, or even two! All the while, licking and nibbling. Do Not bite! This is not a sandwich so no hard bites.

Janice would also tell me how to ‘read’ a woman’s body language. If after a few minutes of oral she’s not panting or breathing irregular, then you aren’t doing it right. Reset and start again. When you hear stuttered breathing or holding her breath you are on the road to an orgasm. When she hits the big ‘O’ she might yell, she might scream, she might tense up, she might even squirt woman juice all over your face. Smile and lap it up. You have done well, she would tell me.

I sat there quietly thinking about how lucky I was to have Janice in my life for such a long time and we had three beautiful daughters out of the deal.

However, I knew deep in my heart that rules needed to be put in place or I truly would have a massive coronary.

Chapter 3

“Hmm, let me first say that somehow I knew all along that you three were sexually active. I just didn’t dwell on it. I am the luckiest man in the world to have such beautiful, amazing, strong daughters such as you three. Please don’t misunderstand, I am lonely true, but don’t go and try to set me up with one of your friend’s moms. Ok? Understand? I had the most wonderful woman any man could ever ask for. No one to me at least, will ever compare.” I said in a low monotone.

“But Dad, we all LOVE you! We can’t help but worry about you being so alone. You need companionship.” Jill responded.

“I’m not alone. I have three of the most beautiful daughters anyone could ever ask. I look at the three of you and I see Janice in each of you and that makes me feel like I have not lost her.” I said.

Jane spoke up saying, “Aww, DAD, you’re not alone. You will always have us.”

I went on to say, “Ladies, I have been thinking about the rules. Let me start with just three and we will add or subtract as time goes on. Agreed?”

“Yes, sir.” All three said together with my youngest smiling now.

“Ok, Jill I think you are in the right area with your rules. So, let me begin this with MY three rules: Rule #1: All boys leave at 11pm and NO BOY STAYS THE NIGHT. Period. That one is non-negotiable. Rule #2: I get to meet any boy your planning on bringing home, to do whatever it is you want to do. And, rule #3: You will, every time that you are having sex, will use a condom. Before you start, I know you all are on the pill. However, that does not stop STDs. So far, is there anything that is so dramatically bad that you three can’t live with these three?”

“No, sir” they all said in unison.

“Ok then. Now on to the punishment for violation of the rules. How about I post a list of really, nasty, disgusting, hard to complete chores for violating the rules. Such as, first offense you will do all the laundry for a month, change all the sheets and bedding weekly, and stay home without any cell phone for a week. Second offense, since the first punishment didn’t take you will, without any help, clean out the garage, wash and wax everyone’s car/vacuum the inside/and lose your cell phone for a month. Third, and finally, the most severe: you will get a job and move out. I will not help you as these rules are rather easy to follow. Any complaints?” I sternly quipped.

Jesse was the first to object, “But Dad, I can’t go without my cell phone. That’s not fair.”

“Well, since I pay for your cell phone it will be mine for a short time. Don’t want to lose your phone, don’t break the rules. Got it?” I argued back but in a softer tone.

Jane began to speak but Jill stopped her saying, “Jane, don’t say a word. These are not unreasonable rules. We just need to follow them, got it?”

After a pause, Jane and Jesse both agreed that the rules were not too far out of line and were livable.

The three of them asked if they could go out for fast food dinner or were they all ‘grounded’.

“No, you’re not grounded. The rules were not in place until now”. Responding to their doe-eyed looks. I thought to myself how they learned rather early how to use their looks to melt my heart just the way their Mother used to do.

They all got up smiling. Each one came over to me and kissed me on the cheek then left.

As tired as I was, I made myself a rum and Coke, stiff with more rum than coke. After I downed that I had a second one and then a third. Feeing no pain at this point, I stumbled down the hall to the master bedroom. I took off all my clothes and tossed them in the hamper. I looked at myself in the large mirror over the dresser, shrugged my shoulders and headed for a shower before retiring for the night.

I usually slept in the nude, but I kept a pair of light fitting silk basketball shorts on the nightstand next to the bed ‘just in case’.

I dosed off rather quickly.

In my dream state, I heard the front door alarm chime go off. I smiled knowing my girls were all home safe.

My dream of missing Janice came front and center since I had been thinking about her all evening.

While in my state of slumber I felt someone get into bed with me. I mumbled, “Hun, did you check on the girls before coming to bed?”

“Yes dear. I did. They’re all fine.” Janice responded.

I felt a tender set of lips kiss me softly. A petite soft delicate hand stroking my stubbly face. I moaned a bit. I could smell that wonderful perfume that Janice always wore.

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