Nichole gasps as her orgasm washes over her, her body tensing up and arching into their dad's hand. The sensation is so intense that it almost sends Megan over the edge too, but she manages to hold on until Nichole has finished shuddering beneath her.

With a satisfied grin, their father pulls his fingers away from Nichole and leans down to kiss her. "That was hot," he whispers before returning his attention to Megan.

Nichole watches her father kiss Megan before returning to fucking her hard from behind. Her own body still tingles with pleasure from her orgasm, but she can't help but feel a twinge of jealousy as their dad continues to take his daughter in such a passionate way.

Megan moans loudly, throwing her head back and arching into each thrust. Her eyes are closed tightly, focus solely on the pleasure coursing through her body.

As we continued to soap up their hair, Megan reached around and began massaging my shoulders in return. "So," she said casually between suds, her voice low and sultry, "what do you think of Nicole and I like this?" Her hand moved lower on my back, tracing circles over the small of my back.

"I think it's..." Nichole trailed off, her words lost as she felt Megan's fingers begin to tease at the hem of her thong.

"Mmm," I moaned, my hips instinctively pressing forward into them. "It's..." I couldn't find the words. All I could do was focus on how good it felt to be surrounded by their naked bodies, the warmth of their skin against mine. My hands slid down over their shoulders and upper backs, tracing lazy circles as I massaged the shampoo into their hair.

"It's nice," Nichole breathed out finally. "Very... intimate."

Megan and Nichole giggle softly as they feel your hands on their bodies, tracing gentle circles around their ribs before moving lower. They both arch into the touch, wanting more as your fingers brush against their bare skin through the fabric of their panties. When you finally slide your hand beneath them, Nichole lets out a shuddery breath while Megan bites her lip to stifle her moan.

Their legs are spread wide now, inviting you deeper as they wait for what comes next.

Nichole hesitates for a moment, her cheeks flushing even deeper as she glances over at Megan. "Well..." she begins slowly, her voice shaky with nerves and excitement. "M-Megan and I...we thought it'd be fun. You know, to see what it was like...to be together." She swallows hard, still unable to meet your eyes as she waits for your reaction.

Megan let out a soft moan from where she lay on the other side of Amy, mumbling something incoherent about needing another drink. She didn't seem to notice what was going on between her best friend and her dad. With his free hand, Amy reached up to stroke Nichole's hair, massaging her scalp gently as she drifted deeper into sleep.

The night wore on, the room growing steadily hotter and more humid with their combined breathing. Amy couldn't resist slipping his other hand beneath the elastic of Nichole's panties, cupping her bare sex in his palm. She was wet and warm there, her hips moving restlessly against his hand in her sleep.

"Thanks," Nichole whispers before taking another sip of her drink. I can tell that she's starting to feel pretty relaxed too. "So, Stevie... what do you think about girls kissing each other?" She asks innocently, glancing over at Megan with a mischievous grin on her face.

Nichole nods thoughtfully before leaning even closer to me. She brushes a strand of hair away from my face and then slowly reaches her hand up to touch my cheek. "Would you mind if... I mean, if we wanted to kiss each other? Just as friends?"

I can feel the heat rising in my cheeks as I glance nervously between Nichole and Megan. Part of me wants to say no, but another part of me is intrigued by the idea. "I don't know...,"