I went into the kitchen and pulled a beer from the fridge and popped the top as I started up the stairs.  I kicked my shoes off in front of the door; Becky hated when I did that, but hell I'll pick them up when I come back down.  I pulled the tail of my shirt out of the waistband of my pants, and started undoing the buttons.  I stepped into the bathroom and unzipped and let my pants slide down and kicked them off, and reached inside my briefs and grabbed my pecker and aimed it at the toilet.  A stream of warm pee rushed into the water, and I shook it a couple of times to release the drip.  I pulled my briefs off and finished undressing and glanced at my tight chest and abs, and playfully flexed in the mirror before reaching for the shower door. 

"Nice...." I heard.  I jumped with a startle, not realizing there could be someone else in the house with me.  I turned to see who was in the room, and there stood Jean.  She was wearing a white t-shirt and creme colored shorts.  I think they were the same one's she was wearing the night she babysit for us and we had sex in the backyard on the picnic table.  "Oh....Hi" I stuttered, I wasn't expecting anyone in here.  I was just gonna take a shower to cool down."  "Why...I like you when you're HOT..." she giggled.  "mind IF I join you?"  Is that your car in the drive? I asked.  "Yeah, Mom bought it for me as an early graduation present so I get back and forth from State safely." She started raising her t-shirt over her head exposing her hard tits to my watering mouth.  As I said earlier, I couldn't get the thoughts of a 17-year old tight virgin giving herself to me out of my mind, but here she was doing it again.  "Where's Becky,?" I asked "and the kids?"  "Becky called me to watch the kids, as she wanted to take a day at the spa, and I gave the kids a snack and put them down for a nap.  I was hoping you'd come home before her, as I have thought of nothing but you since our last time together, and remember, I promised you my ass." 

She finished stripping off her shorts and panties and stood before me in the doorway of the bathroom.  I watched as she slid her clothes down her well-toned hips and then noticed that she had shaved all the pubic hairs from her cute snatch.  "LIKE?" she asked as she saw me looking at her.  "MMMMMM Love!" was all I could muster to say as my mouth began to water.  I pulled her forward and she wrapped her arms around my neck and pressed herself into my crotch, rubbing herself against my growing dick.  I opened the shower door and turned on the water, and pushed her into the stream.  We kissed while the water glissened off her firm breasts and the cool water made her nipples stand erect as I palmed each breast lifting them up and rolling them against her chest.  She run her hands down my back and pulled my crotch towards her  as she humped her hips against me.  She rubbed down my butt, and between my legs, and believe me it felt so good as Becky believed that an ass was something that was only for excreting the waste from the body.  Yes, Becky and I had a good sex life, but I couldn't get her experiment and sex was only a stress relief now that the kids were around.

I again wanted Jean's mouth wrapped around my cock, but I wanted her to want it also.  I took the bottle of liquid soap and squeezed a gererous amount in my palms and rubbed them together creating foam.  I started at her shoulders and worked the foam down her firm stomach.  I ran my fingers across her newly-shaved crotch and I must admit it felt wonderful.  She rocked her hips towards my fingers, but I just continued to rub her mound, squeezing the folds and rubbing back and forth towards her vaginal lips.   I ran my hands around her waist and across the hills of her buttocks, and slid a finger down towards her anus.  She drew in a breath, and I could tell she was enjoying this as much as I was.  I returned my fingers to her erect clit and pinched and pulled it, again acheiving a gasp of air from her mouth.  She smiled at me and kissed me again dancing her tongue across mine. 

I moved my hands back to her shoulders and pressed her down to a knelling position and she knelt on her knees knowing what I was after.  She grasped my cock firmly in her warm hand, pointed it at her mouth, and sunk me to my balls, swallowing me firmly in her throat.  I growled a low growl in my throat as her mouth was so soft and warm, and felt so good.  I laced my fingers in her hair and started rocking my hips bumping my balls against  her chin and my pubic bone against her nose.  She was making slurping sounds, and water was running over my chest down towards her face.  I turned some to keep the water from drowning her, and as I rubbed the sides of her cheecks I could feel the ridge of my cock head bumping in her cheecks.  This girl really knew what she was doing in the cock-sucking department.  I felt the first tingles of an impending burst of cum rushing up my rigid cock and I knew she was in for a flood of cum.  "I'm gonna cum...." I said looking down at her face.  "Good...." was all she said.  She sucked harder making a suction as the streams of cum slid down her throat.  I turned the shower off and lead her out into the bedroom.  I draped a towel around my waist, and tossed her a couple of towels for her hair and body.  I grabbed my beer and finished it off, and told her I'd be right back.  I stepped into the hallway and went down the hall and opened the children's doors and looked in.  Each child was curled in a fetal position, and little Katey was sucking her thumb.  I stepped back into the hallway and picked up the phone, and called Becky's cellphone.  "Hi hun.  Just got home and Jean informed me that you were at the spa.  Enjoying?"  "Oh yesssss," she hissed into the phone.  Gonna be here probably another 45 minutes to an hour, you ok?"  "Oh yeah sure," I lied.  "The kids are napping and I'm just lounging around the house.  See you when you're done, Enjoy!"  "Oh I will and I hope you enjoy your free afternoon," she giggled.  "I'll stop and pick up some chinese when I'm done, Luv ya."  "Luv you too.  See you then."  I hung up the phone and stopped at the linen closet and grabbed a blanket and headed back into the bedroom.  Jean was just coming out of the bathroom and wrapping her hair in the towel. 

"What's that for?" she asked about the blanket I had under my arm.  "I'm gonna put it on the bed so there's no suspect material left on the bedsheets; and IF so, I can tell Becky that Katey spilled juice on the blankets, and I'm gonna take your ass virginity......that is IF you're still up to it?"  "Oh you devil," she giggled.  "you think of everything."  She crawled upon the bed and wagged her tight ass in front of me.  My cock immediately sprung back to  it's ragging hardness state.  I stepped back into the bathroom and grabbed the bottle of baby oil that Becky used on Katey after her bath and poured some in my hand and started fisting my cock.  I stepped to the side of the bed where Jean was and rubbed the remainder of oil from my hand around her  ass muscle and took my finger and dipped it into her hole to the first knuckle. 

Her ass grabbed my finger and it seemed to suck it directly into it's depths.  She was so warm and tight, that my cock gave an approving tap against my belly.  I leaned into her bottom and stuck my nose and lips against her pussy and rubbed the tip of my tongue over her clit.  She pressed her hips back into my face, and gave an approving purr.  "OH TIM.....yes....but I want you to fuck my ass!"  "Oh sweetie, that is my plan." I answered.   I lined my cock up with her ass and pushed against her until just the head of my cock lodged where my finger was.  "OHHHHHHH, she gasped.  "I knew it was gonna feel good, but GOD, this feels wonderful!" she gasped as she thrust her hips back and impelled herself fully on my cock.  I pulled back and again slid smoothly back into her with the aid of the baby oil.  I grabbed her hips and began thrusting hard and strong making my balls slap against her hard globes of ass.  We were both beginning to sweat and the sweet sounds of my crotch slapping against her was sounding off the walls and we were both grunting like rutting pigs.  Jean was balancing on one arm, and was busy rubbing her clit between us, and the slouching sounds of her wet pussy were really turning me on.  I began to feel my balls tightening again, and I didn't want to cum just yet, but it hit me between the eyes like hitting a brick wall.  My jets of cum plumetted against the walls of her rectum and on the outward strokes air escaped making a 'farting' noise.  We both laughed and I slid out of her tight recesses.  She rolled to her back and I fell on top of her, kissing her lips and nose as we came back to earth from the blissful trip we just took.  I pushed myself up and stood, and turned to the dresser and retreived my shorts that I originally intended to change into when I first came home, and slid them up my nude hips. I tucked my cock and balls into the side and turned and looked at Jean, who was still laying and breathing very deeply.  "You should probably get dressed and be going too," I warned her.  "Becky should be coming home soon." 

Jean stood and went into the bathroom and picked up the clothes that she shed in the doorway and slipped them back on after going to the bathroom and brushing out her hair.  I hugged her and we kissed again, as she walked into the hallway.  I gathered up the blanket from the bed and straightened the covers on the bed, and returned the bottle of oil back into the bathroom.  I gave the room one last glance before I headed to the kids rooms and woke them up, kissing each one on the top of the head, and telling them that Mommy would be home soon.  Jean waved and blew me a kiss as she went out the front door and I noticed she skipped to her car and applied lip gloss on her firm lips as she waited for the car to idle down.  I took the kids down the stairs and put the blanket in the washer. 

Just about the time I exited the washroom Becky pulled up in the driveway.  She looked refreshed and shined like a new penny.  When she came in the house she came up behind me and wrapped her arms around my back and said, "Thanks for the afternoon, I really enjoyed it."  I kissed her on the lips and smiled back at her and said "I did too!"   She asked me If Jean had been paid for the afternoon, and I assurred her that Jean had been paid very well, I told her that I even gave her a 'small bonus' for staying the whole afternoon, and I smiled smugly knowing the truth of the matter.

Jean is now going to State college, but she comes back every month to visit her mother, and stops in to see how the kids are doing.  Maybe I can convience Becky to have another day at the spa while Jean and I find ways to enjoy the afternoons, and maybe slip in a couple more bonuses!   

A half hour later Britt and I where in the car headed for the mall. " Daddy this is a great idea, you now its been a long time since we got to spend some time together, Miranda seem to have kept you all to herself for the last couple of months so we are going to have so much fun today Daddy." I think so too pumpkin, it has been a long time since I got to take you anywheres and today you have me all to yourself I said with a big smile. I tried to be as attenttive as I could with Britt but I was still thinking about what was going on back at our house. Where do you want to go first pumkin? You want to go shopping? " Sure Daddy I have wanted a new bikini " I did not know you had one pumkin? " Daddy of course I have one, I wear it to the pool all the time but I want to buy a new one I saw at this swim shop when Miranda and me went shopping a few weeks ago, will you buy it for me Daddy? promise you will like me in it and I will only wear it for you." Well we will see pumkin but I suppose I will if you want it so bad. Britt gave that little girl sqweel that all 13 year old girls use when they are happy and it made me feel good that Britt was getting some much needed together time with her father. I pulled into the shopping mall and park the car, Britt told me the shop was just inside one of the entrances and jumped out of the car, she walk to the front and looked at me as if to say hurry up Daddy!! I noticed for the first time Britt was wearing a short tank top and tight silk shorts, her belly button fully exposed as all the girls seemed to do now, Britt is a little taller than Miranda 5' '9" but I noticed her tits where bigger and Britt was not as heavy, only about 115lbs, skinnier hips but her ass was that same heart shape as Miranda's. My mind drifted back to Miranda and what was happening back home, my cell phone had not rang, Miranda had not called me and said Mom had gone nuts and phoned the cops so I thought everything still must be ok. I got out of the car and Britt grabed my hand in hers and we started to walk into the mall. Once inside Britt and I saw the swim suit store she had told me about and we walked in, there where manakins with all sorts of swimsuits on them but every Bikini it seemed was a thong string type, I thought the one Britt wanted was deeper inside the store but she stoped in front of a light blue sting Bikini that I knew would never cover those tits of hers or her privites very well. " You like this one Daddy?" Uhhh pumpkin thats kinda skimmpy for you don't you think? " Daddy alot of girls wear these and remember I will only wear it for you " and she kissed me on the cheek and started to look for her size, grabed a white one from the rack and started to go to the change rooms that were in the back of the store. " Coming Daddy? " and I started walking to the back of the store with her. We approached the sales clerk a nice looking woman of maybe 25 and Britt asked if she could try the bikini on " If you try it on I am afraid you must buy it store policy, are you sure its what you want and its the right size?" she said with a pollite smile. " I know and it is what I want, I was here a week or so ago with my sister, we both got our messurements taken and its the right size" Britt said and the girl grabed the key and lead Britt to the back where the privite change rooms where. A few minutes later the salegirl came back with the key. " Your daughter said you are going to pay for the suit sir, that will be $135.00 with tax, is there something else I can help you with and how do you want to pay? " I had already packed my swimsuit before I left the house so I said No I do not need anything but put Britts swimsuit it on my card would you please.. " Certainly " she said with a very nice smile. Britt came out of the change room a few minutes later and grabed my hand " Thank you Daddy, did you pay for it yet? " Yes pumpkin " Good then lets go " Wheres the suit ? " I am wearing it lets go Daddy " Britt looked over at the salesgirl and said " Thank you for all your help " " Your welcome and please come again any time " she said. As we walked hand in hand out of the mall I asked Britt if there was anything else she wanted to go shopping for? " Theres are a few things I want to buy Daddy but not today, Miranda and me will go for those cloths later this week, do you know where the pit is Daddy? " I think so pumkin we used to call it the diving hole, its right along the river about 10 minutes out of towm right? " Thats the place Daddy. lets go for a swim ok, you will love me in my bikini I promise, I can't wait to show you it. "

Now I know I am slow sometimes when it comes to picking up signals but I knew Britt was coming on to me, that bikini was not going to cover much of her body, she wanted to go swimming and show herself off to me, did Britt want to fuck me? Probably, did she know about Miranda and me?, I was not sure but all the talk of her and Miranda going shopping for bikinis told me that Britt probably knew, did Miranda know that Britt was going to try and seduce me? that I did not know, would I fuck Britt today if thats what she really wanted? As I glanced over to Britt I took a long look at her tits and nice long legs, my top head said I should not fuck her but the bottom head was already getting hard and it was going to win. Britt saw me looking at her as I was thinking these thought and just smiled and shifted her ass in her seat so her body was faceing me. " Like what you see Daddy?" How could I not pumkin you are very sexy, " Its about time you looked at me that way Daddy, its what I want you to do, that and alot more " a big smile came with that statement. Britts hand reached over landed on to the top of my thigh, just inches from my now hardening cock, " I can see that you like my body Daddy " her hand slidding up to grad my hard cock threw my shorts. I sure do Pumkin but let me get us to the pit first before we do anything more ok? " Ok Daddy if you want but hurry I want to show you my bikini " Britt removed her hand from my cock but not before giving it a little sqeeze first. I want to see you in that bikini pumpkin, but what I really want to see and feel is the things that bikini will be covering up I said with a big smile. " Oh you are a bad boy but I love bad boys but you and I know that will happen Daddy! " Britt said with a nervous giggle. Coming up to the pit there was about 6 cars parked along the path that lead to the swimming hole, shit I thought to myself theres people down there, now what, Britt was thinking the same thing " go a little father daddy there is a spot farther down, there might not be anyone there. We drove a little farther down and sure enough no cars, I parked and again Britt jumped out of the car, first she lifted her tank top over her head and her tits came into my view for the first time, a patch of white cloth just covering her now hard nipples and part of her tits, the bottom of her heavy breast where very vissable then Britt bent over and threw her tank top into the car, her clevage drawing my eyes, Britt was smiling then she stood up again, hooked her thumbs on the side of her shorts and then stated to wiggle out of them, her slim hip moving in a very seductive way as the patch covering her pussy appeared, then her shorts droped to the ground and there was Britt in a white Bikini that hide very little of her great body, I was going to be a very happy man soon. I got out of the car and looked at Britt as she started to walk around the car towards my door, her big tits just barely kept in by the top of her bikini and her ass was perfect in the thong that seemed to be hugging her crack, Britt made sure I was seeing everything she wanted to give me, for a 12 year old Britt knew how to show her body off to a man in everyway. Then Britt was in my arms and her mouth opened as we shared our first kiss, her tongue slipped between my lips, one arm went around my shoulder as the other went down my body so her hand could grab my now very hard cock, of course my hands where drawing Britt closer to me, I wanted to feel her hot body close to mine As our tongues did a wonderful dance inside our mouths my hand slid down to Britts ass and sqeezed her cheeks mmmm I heard coming from deep in her throat, her fingers had now remove my cock from my shorts and were slowly rubbing my head, my precome was soaking her hand. Then Britt brock our kiss and said " Daddy remember to bring your cell phone we do not want to miss Miranda's call " You know pumkin? " Yes Daddy I know, I know you and Miranda are lovers, I know she is almost four months pregnant with your baby, I know you and her are going to be married, I know Miranda probably has Moms mouth on her pussy right now like she had my mouth on her pussy last night !!!, Yes Daddy Miranda and me are lovers too, We have been for about six months now, I helped to distact Mom the night Miranda told you she wanted to become your lover, you remember under the blanket, I was watching as your hands where feeling her up and finger fucking her, I also helped the next day Daddy, I knew Miranda and you where going to fuck, Miranda told me when she came to my room after she left you so we could make love, Mom wanted to stay home but I convinced her Miranda would be ok, I have kept Mom busy these last couple of months so you and Miranda could have more time together, now I get my reward, I get to be with you too Daddy, we can become lovers, just one thing daddy you can't fuck my pussy just yet, Miranda and I want to be together when you take my pussy cherry daddy, we have been carefull not to lose my cherry with the dildo like Kim did with Miranda but I can please you today in alot of different ways, I really want you to fuck my ass daddy, I also want you to come in my mouth at lest twice before we go home today, you can also tit fuck me if you want, anything but fuck my pussy Daddy, thats for tonight! I promised Miranda " That sounds great to me pumpkin, and I suppose you do not want us to use condoms either pumpkin? " No protection ever Daddy but I don't think I will get pregnant tonight, I am not in that part of my cycle, not like Miranda the first time you fucked her, I also helped Miranda make sure she was in the best part of her cycle so you could get her pregnant but I will get pregnant someday with your baby Daddy, now how about that swim? " Britt turned around and started to wiggle her ass like Miranda did a couple of days ago, I guess I don't need my trunks eh as I grabed her by her hips, Britt turned her head and just laughed then said " Well if you want to wear them but there coming off in about five minutes Daddy as well as this Bikini so you better get a good look at my ass and tits in this, I want you to get your moneys worth Daddy " Ohh I will pumpkin trust me, I slapped her ass as she started to walk to the water, god what a body Britt has and it was going to be mine. I was the luckest man alive, two hot young pussies, two hot asses, two hot mouths for my cock and maybe a third pussy and ass for me to enjoy, was Tammy fucking Miranda I hoped Miranda had seduce Tammy, I thought a threesome was possible, now I knew it was going to happen tonight but I thought Tammy was going to be the third woman never did I think it was going to be Britt, a foursome sounds like alot of fun. I watched Britt's great ass all the way down to the water, she looked over her shoulder, smiled and then jumped in, her slender body arched as she hit the water, a few seconds later Britt came to the surface, her long blonde hair covering her face, " Come on in Daddy I am waiting for you" I removed my shorts, dropped the cell phone beside my shorts, with my cock standing straight out and jumped in, the water was warm , I opened my eyes so I could see where Britt was, I saw her in front of me as I swam up closer to her, When my head broke the surface she grabed me, pulled me to her and we started to kiss again, I felt Britts legs wrap around my thighs as she tried to bring her pussy to my hard cock, then we both dissappeared under the water, struggling to the surface we both started laughing, " I guess we should get to a more slallow part Daddy, I want to fuck you not drown you " we swam a few feet, there Pumpkin I can touch bottom, come here and lets start again. Britt swam over and wrapped those long legs of hers around me again, or lips came together, her tongue darted swiftly into my mouth and her pussy started to grind into my hard cock. I reached around and untied Britts top, she moved back just far enough for her tits to be released but not to break our kiss, I grabed her top and threw it to shore, then I moved my hands down her sides, found the knot and pulled the string, as I started to tug at her bottoms she moved so I could get her naked, once her bottom was off she push her now bare pussy against my cock again, I could feel her cunt lips slip along my shaft and heard a moan come from her, pumpkin let me fuck you. " Oh Daddy I want you too so bad but not in my pussy, fuck me in the ass Daddy I promised Miranda, she wants to guide your cock into my pussy for the first time " Pumpkin please just let me slip a few inches into you please I can't wait till tonight to feel your pussy around my cock. Britt moved her hand down her back, over her ass and onto my cock, grabed me around the base and guided the head of my cock to her entrance " Just a few inches Daddy " and I started to part her pussy lips, my head sunk into Britt's ultratight pussy, and I started to moan, you feel so good pumpkin your pussy is so tight, Britt was moaning alot as I started to go inside her for the first time " Oh Daddy your cock is so good inside me but you should stop now Daddy " I started to just give her short strokes but with each stroke I went a little deeper into her pussy, then I hit her Hyman, " You should stop Daddy " Do you want me too pumpkin? I love your pussy around my cock, your pussy likes my cock doesn't it pumpkin? " OHH yes Daddy it loves your cock " You want me deeper don't you pumpkin? " Yes Daddy " I could feel her start to move her hips towards my body then she stoped for just a second, " OH FUCK I want you deep in me, take my cherry daddy, fuck me, take your little girl now Daddy, make me a woman " just as she said that Britt pushed her pussy hard against my cock, breaking her hyman and forcing my cock as deep as I could into her. Do you hurt sweetie? Britt seemed to be out of it as I hit rock bottom, her eyes where closed and she did not say anything, you hurt pumpkin? " Oh no Daddy, just feel so full, so wonderfully full with your cock, does my pussy please you daddy? " O h yes pumkin my cock feels great inside you, you ready pumpkin for me to start fucking you? " YES FUCK ME DADDY!" I started off slowly pumping my cock in and out of Britts cunt, just so she could get used to getting fucked, with every thrust back into her tight cunt Britt pushed back on to me, I started to pick up my pace, the faster my thrust became the harder Britt push her pussy against my cock. Her big tits where giggling above the water, her nipple where huge, much bigger than Miranda's but just as hard, Britt and I really got into a good rythm, with every thrust she pushed hard back, " Fuck me hard Daddy, fuck me hard, don't ever stop fucking me, take my pussy everyday Daddy " I will pumpkin I will I will fuck you everyday now. I started to really pound Britt, harder and faster than even with Miranda and Britt just kept moaning, then I was ready, that tingling in my balls started and it was time to give Britt my load. I am close Pumpkin, you ready to have me fill you ? " Yes Daddy fill my pussy, get deep and fill me, give my pussy all your come, I wish you where making me pregnant Daddy! " I wish I was getting you pregnant too pumpkin and with a final thrust deep into Britt I started shooting a huge load, Britt rolled her eyes and started to come as she felt my seed being pumped into her " YES DADDY GIVE ME ALL YOUR COME " her tight cunt sqeezed me till I thought my cock would fall off but what a feeling, Britt was now mine, her pussy was full of my come and she was going to get pregnant just like Miranda, maybe not today but I knew I would knock her up soon and so did she. Britt kissed me hard as she came down from her climax and my cock slipped out of her cunt, " That was fantastic Daddy, Miranda will be mad that you took my pussy today, but it was worth it, Am I a good Fuck Daddy? Very good pumpkin, I am going to enjoy fucking you everyday, but lets get out of the water pumpkin before our skin looks like alligator. Britt started to laugh " That a good idea Daddy becouse it would be kinda hard to suck you off while your cock is underwater and I really want to give you a blowjob Daddy, have you got any more come to give my mouth? " I think there some left in my balls but not much, I really gave your pussy a hugh load you know, maybe I did knock you up pumpkin?" I know Daddy, If you give my pussy that much come everytime it won't take long for you to knock me up, I felt every spasm of your cock in me daddy, it was great, take me anytime you want to give my pussy all that come " Britt turned around I moved in behind her, I cup those great tits of hers in my hands and started to walk with her to the shore. As we came out of the water Britt turn to me, " Daddy wheres your shorts I need something to kneel on so my knee's don't get all cut up while I am sucking your cock, my Bikini just is not going to be enough " I would have to agree with you there pumpkin, my shorts are over by that tree, and the cell phone is there too, wonder if Miranda has called yet? Britt walked to the tree and grabed my shorts and the cell phone " yes she called Daddy and theres a message, listen to the msg Daddy but before you phone her back let me start giving you that Blowjob I promised. As Britt walked back to me her Tits and hips swayed as she walked, mmm yes I was going to enjoy her alot, she was one hot woman, in or out of bed. Britt drop my short in front of me, got down on her knee and then smiled, she rapped her fingers around my soft cock looked up into my eyes and said " Looks like my lovers cock is not doing well, mmmm let me kiss it better " her lips started to kiss my head then her mouth opened up and my cock dissappeared, almost at once her tongue was dancing around my soft but rapidly growing cock, it was really hard to concentrate dialing my msg center as Britt worked her tongue and mouth on me. I saw her hand slip between her legs like Miranda did, then the msg came threw the phone, " Hi my love I guess you and Britt are still having fun together, she is very fun loving isn't she" Miranda laughed after she said that " Bill everything is ok, Mom and I are having fun too so when you get this msg phone me or better yet hurry home to me, I want you so Bad my love " Wow Miranda's plan worked, Tammy and her did fuck, it kind of took my mind away from Britts mouth but not that long, she already had me very hard and she did give a great blowjob, " Everything ok at home Daddy " Britt said wrapping her hand around my hard cock, " yeah pumkin everything is just great Miranda wants us to come home " Britts was now giving me a handjob, " I knew Miranda was going to get Mom into fucking her, she is good at seducing people " Yeah she is isn't she. " I guess I should get you off fast then daddy, we shouldn't keep Miranda and Mom waiting for us to join them and I really want to taste your come " and with a wicked little smile Britt put my cock back into her mouth, her hand started to massages my balls and that tongue of hers was rolling around the base of my cock, I just decided to lean my head back and enjoy my daughters blowjob, in a couple of minutes I felt my balls tighten, Britt felt it too and her finger started to move up from my balls to my asshole, she ran her finger around my puckered hole and then slip her finger inside me, when I felt her slide in I gasped and started to fill Britts mouth, she swallowed all my come as I moaned her name, OHHH Britt. After I finnished Briit let my cock slip from her mouth, looking up and smilling at me " You taste great daddy, I'm glad you like my blowjobs, your going to get alot of them" Where did you learn to suck cock like that Pumpkim? " I don,t know Daddy that was my first one but I guess sucking pussy has taught me to use my mouth, Maybe I am a come slut Daddy " Britt started to giggle " Your come slut " I like that you are my come slut pumpkin, what else do you want to be? I thought she would say a mother of my child like Miranda but she surprised the fuck out of me " Your sex slave Daddy "

I bent over, picked up the baggie, and sat on the end of the bed as the realization hit me that my son was smoking dope.  I opened the baggie and saw one rolled joint, some papers, and with a sniff, I confirmed about two ounces of fairly decent quality pot.  I knew this from my own experiences as a teenager.  But I also knew what I was doing, or maybe I just got lucky.

I found myself wishing my husband was as good a father as he was a provider.  A workaholic, he quickly moved up the corporate food chain to the position of regional director.  It meant his traveling over an eight state region checking on other stores.  In addition, when he was home, he rarely got home before 10 o’clock at night.  No, I knew I would have to take care of this, even if I didn’t want to.  I took the baggie and put it in drawer in my dresser and went about my household chores.

I actually got quiet a bit done with my mind preoccupied.  I tried to go through every possible thing that could come up from my talk with Keith.  Somewhere along the way, I found myself giving in to the thoughts that he wasn’t a bad kid, just like I wasn’t, and maybe if he was just careful, things would be all right.  However, I knew as a parent I couldn’t do that.  Maybe an older sibling could, like my sister did for me, but not his Mom.  No I would have to be firm with Keith and let him know that smoking pot was unacceptable.

I had some time before Keith got home from wrestling practice and took the opportunity for a quick shower.  Opening the drawer for clean underwear, I saw the baggie.  I opened it up and took a sniff.  I fished out the joint in the bag and checked my son’s rolling ability, if he was the one that actually did it.  It seemed satisfactory and without thinking, I placed it to my lips as I had so many times in my younger and wilder days.  I was caught by surprise when I heard the door close and Keith announcing his arrival. 

“I’ll be down in a bit, sweetie.  Just finishing up with a shower,” I hollered out the door.

I put the joint back, closed the bag, and exchanged it for a pair of silky panties and a matching bra.  I quickly dressed and went downstairs.  I found Keith with a jug of Gatorade watching TV in the family room. 

“How was practice?”

“Not too bad,” Keith replied while surfing through the channels.  “Is it okay if I go over to Steve’s later?”

“Well, actually I was hoping we could spend the evening together.  Maybe get something to eat and then back here to watch TV or something,” I suggested trying not to give away my hidden agenda.

“Sure,” my son replied with the utmost lack of enthusiasm.  “Do I need to change?”

I could see Keith’s hair was wet, so I knew he had taken a shower after practice.  The jeans he wore were not his best, but at least it wasn’t one of the pairs with holes he loves to wear.  The ones that I am sure make people think I don’t have enough money to properly dress my child.  A T-shirt with some popular logo on it clung to Keith’s upper torso.  The wrestling training was paying off in the body department for Keith.  He wasn’t overly muscular, but well toned and defined.  I actually began to wonder why they didn’t make guys that looked like that when I was in high school.

“No.  I think you look just fine.”

The meal was uneventfully normal.  Small talk about school and wrestling, and me trying desperately to figure out just how I was going to bring up the subject I really needed to.  The ride home was conversation free, with Keith selecting a radio station playing the latest in hip-hop (so the jingle said) and adjusting my car stereo so that it made the speakers actually vibrate with the songs.

It was about 7:30 when we got back to the house.  Keith slinked into the family room and popped on the TV and started going through the channels.  I fidgeted a bit and then sat down.

“Anything you want to see?”  Keith asked.

“No, not really,” I replied.

I got up and made my way to the living room where the bar is.  I poured a shot and downed it quickly, letting the burn wash over me.  I then sauntered up the stairs, opened the drawer, and withdrew the baggie.  Back down the stairs and another quick shot and I was back in the family room.

“Keith,” I said as I walked into the room.  “We need to talk about this,” I said holding up the baggie. 

Keith turned to look at me and focussed in on what I was holding.  He took it from my hands, almost as if to make himself believe that I had been holding it.  I took a seat on the chair to the side of the sofa he was sitting on.

“Want to tell me about that?”

“What do you want to know?” he asked back.

“I assume it is yours,” I asked and received a nod in reply.

“How long have you been doing this?”  I queried.

“A few months I guess.”

That would make sense.  About the same length of time that he had been buddy-buddy with Steven. 

“Why do you do it?”  I wanted to know.

“It just sort of takes the edge of, you know,” Keith explained looking up at me.  “No, you wouldn’t know.  I forget, you and Dad are perfect.”

The comment put me on the defensive.  I lost all track of my game plan to regain a sense of self that I hadn’t even lost.

“I know more than you give me credit for.  I know that isn’t the best weed I’ve ever smelt,” I retorted trying to show that I did know something.

“How do you know that?”  Keith asked.

“Well let’s just say I wasn’t always perfect,” I replied, apparently with the help of two large shots of whiskey.

“So you smoked pot before,” Keith asked with a sort of ‘I don’t believe it’ look on his face.

It was my turn to just nod in place of a spoken admission.

“So you know it’s no big deal, right?”

His words took me back to my own thoughts earlier in the day.  I knew what I was supposed to say; it just felt hypocritical at the moment.  But I was the parent.

“We’re not here to talk about me and my past, we’re here to talk about you and now.  And you here and now should not be smoking dope,” I said in my best lecture voice.

Keith didn’t miss a beat and replied as if I had said mostly nothing at all.  “So it was okay for you to take a toke or two, but not me, right?”

“That’s not the issue.  There is more to it,” I tried in a persuasive voice.

“Like?” my son asked.

“Like pot being a gateway drug, and doing it responsibly.”

“Did you go on to other drugs?”

“No,” I answered truthfully.

“So what made you so much more responsible than me?  Don’t you trust me?”

“It’s not a matter of trust.  I mean it is, but it isn’t.  It’s a matter of, well, guidance.  To have someone show you what is alright and what isn’t,” I explained to a blank stare.  “To keep you out of trouble.”

“So who guided you?”

Shit, this was not going like it was supposed to.  I never imagined that this would get turned around like it was.  And now, there was no way I was going to tell my son the things that his aunt and me used to do.

“Someone I trusted,” I finally answered.

“So it would be okay as long as I do it with someone I trust?”  Keith reasoned.

“Keith, as your mother, I have to tell you that smoking dope is wrong,” I lectured before looking at the floor and continuing.  “But I can’t watch you 24 hours of the day, so yes, if you are going to do it, make sure someone you trust is watching your back.”

“Cool.  I pick you,” Keith said with a sudden grin.

“What?”  I almost screamed.

“Who could be more responsible than you.  And who could I trust more?”

“But, Keith, smoking pot is wrong.  Besides it’s been years since I’ve done that,” I answered not sure I even believed what I was saying.

“But you want to.  I know you do,” Keith shot back.

“What makes you say that, oh wise one?”  I asked with a chuckle.

A smile spread over Keith’s face and he held up the baggie, “Your lipstick on this joint is a fair indicator.  Besides, I can see things too.  I’m not blind or stupid.  Maybe you just need to take the edge off too.”

Damn it.  How did he get to be so smart?  And they say smoking pot makes you dumb.  The bad part is he was right.  I had been so wound up that I guess the only person I had been fooling was myself.  I was going through a period of my life where everything was either stressful or depressing.  I watched as Keith stood up and made his way to the sliding glass door that led out to the deck.

“Come on Miss Responsible.  Time for you to take the edge off,” he said before walking out the door.

I sat for a couple of minutes to regroup.  Here I was, trying to be a good parent and teach my son about the evils of smoking pot.  Instead he turns the conversation on me to the point that I basically give him permission to do just that.  To make matters worse he looks right into my soul to see how miserable I really am.  Maybe if I just….     Ohhhh, that smell

My 15 year old son is on our deck smoking a joint right now.  I get up, planning to tell him to put it out, but stop as I reach the door.  Lynrd Skynrd said it best, ‘that smell will mystify you.’  For just the briefest of moments, I was a teenager again.  Confused, sacred and wanting so much that I couldn’t have.  Then I caught my reflection in the sliding glass door and remembered I wasn’t a teenager, I was an adult and a parent with responsibilities.

I strode out the door and walked quickly to where Keith was sitting, the joint in his hand.  I reached down and took it from him.  I was about to walk away and get rid of it when I looked over at him.  He had a not so sheepish grin on his face.  He looked…happy.  I looked down at the rolled weed in my hand and then back at my son.

“You know you want to,” was all he whispered.

Not only did I want to, I needed to.  I needed to know if I could rekindle some of those old feelings and sensations.  Without a second thought I brought the joint to my lips and took a small toke.  The smoke was fairly harsh as it burned into my lungs in a similar way the whiskey had my stomach.  I was glad I didn’t choke and just before I was ready to let it out, I handed it back to Keith, who was looking at me very wide eyed.  I turned quickly and walked back into the house, feeling the very first sign of a high.

“Mom, are you okay?”  Keith called after me.  I didn’t answer but returned to the deck in short order.

“Here,” I said handing him a bottle of cold beer, “Use this to chase it down.  Makes it not so bad in your throat,” I suggested, taking a drink from my own bottle.

Keith took a hit, held the smoke, passed the joint and I waited to see him exhale and take a drink from the bottle before doing the same myself.  In short order, we had gone through two joints and four beers and had moved from the deck to a couple of lounges beside the pool.

“So, young man.  Any love interests in your life?”  I asked while gazing at a sky full of stars.

“I’ve got lots of interests,” Keith said.  “Just seems they don’t have any interest in me.”

“Well trust me.  That will change in a year or so.  Then you won’t be able to keep them out of your pants,” I giggled.

“Mom!?!?”  Keith gasped in surprise.

“What’s the matter?  You think it’s just guys that think like that?”  I asked.

“Yeah.  Not that I know, but it seems girls just don’t look at it the same as guys.”

"Girls, and some guys, do look at it different.  Some don’t like it, for whatever reason, maybe bad experiences in the past or abuse, some put up with it like it is expected, and then some can’t get it out of their heads,” I tried to explain.

“So which one are you, Mom?”

“Depends.”

“On what?” he wanted to know.

“When?  Now or when I was younger?”

“Both,” he said with a grin you could hear in his voice.

“Well there is the difference between what you have and what you want.  That sort of sums up the now,” I told him.

“I don’t get it.”

I tried to put it into terms my young son could understand.  “Let’s say you want a Ferrari.  You want one real bad.  It’s all you think about.  Maybe you had the opportunity to drive one a few times, but it wasn’t yours to take for a drive anytime you wanted.  But what you did have was an old VW bug.  It’s an import, but not a sports car.  It’ll get you where you want to go, but maybe not in the way you would like to get there.  Understand?”

“Yeah.  I get it.  You’re buying me a Ferrari for my birthday,” Keith said with a laugh.  “No, I think I understand.”

“Trust me, you will fully understand after you bang your first Ferrari,” I told my son, suddenly feeling a bit flushed from the pot, booze and conversation.  “How ‘bout a swim?”

“Sure, let me go change,” Keith said.

“Change?  Who you going to be when you come back?”  I responded with a laugh.

I grabbed two more beers and rolled another smoke and was in the pool by the time Keith returned.  I know the alcohol and pot was having it’s usual effect on me and it didn’t help when Keith walked to the side of the pool in a swimsuit that I must have bought for him a year ago judging from how tight it was.

“Is that a big joint in your pocket or you just glad to see me,” I said before realizing the double meaning of my statement.  I could feel myself blushing slightly, but not enough to take my eyes of my maturing son.

“Funny,” Keith replied, “Which suit are you wearing?”

“I don’t think you’ve seen this one before, or at least I don’t think you have,” I replied.

“Really?  Show me.”

I took a deep breath and pulled myself out of the water.  The look on my son’s face was precious.  His mouth dropped open and his tongue almost fell out as he stared at his naked Mom.

“You like?”  I asked.

“You’re right,” stammered, “I haven’t seen that before.”

I enjoyed the fact that my son couldn’t take his eyes off of my body.  It turned me on regardless of the fact that it was wrong.  But how much wrong could I be?  I had already smoked pot with my son, what harm could a little more naughtiness be.  I dried myself off, picked up the joint, and lit it.  I stood next to Keith and passed it to him as I picked up a beer and tossed some of it back.  I waited until he had a lungful of smoke and his eyes full of my swaying boobs.

“You like them?”  I asked.  He held his smoke and nodded his head.

“Go ahead and touch them.  You know you want to,” I teased using the same line on my son that he had used earlier on me. 

Keith passed the joint and I thrust my 38DDs towards his eager, if not awkward hands.  As I held the smoke, Keith explored my tits with his hands.  It was an exciting touch, even if he didn’t know what he was doing. 

“I got an idea,” I told my son after blowing out the acrid smoke.  “Take a toke and while you hold it, put your lips over my nipple so you can suck and lick on it.  Then when you are ready to exhale, let me know.”

Keith didn’t speak, but took the bud from me and took a pull.  His mouth very quickly found a nipple and latched on.  What he lost in style was more than made up with his enthusiasm.  He sucked and licked until he finally had to exhale and lifted his head.

I held the back of his neck and brought his face to mine.  I placed my mouth to his and with my tongue parting his lips, sucked the smoke from him and into me.  At the same time, I let my tongue play with his and pulled him closer to me.  At 15, Keith was already taller than my 5”6” frame and his head tilted down to meet me.  As we kissed, I felt his hands begin to roam over my back to my ass.  I returned the opportunity until my hand found the front of his swimsuit.

I broke off the kiss and moved back slightly without moving my hand.

“My God, Keith.  What do you have in there?”  I asked as I palmed the bulge in his swimsuit.

“Why?  Is something wrong with it?” he asked with obvious concern.

“Oh, no.  I surely don’t think so.  But it sure seems like it wants to come out and play,” I replied while using my fingertips to trace the length of his hard shaft.  “Do you mind?”  I asked as I hooked my fingers into the waistband of his swimsuit.

Keith shook his head and for the first time, his eyes left my body as he watched what I was doing.  I had to be careful.  It was difficult to get the tight suit over what looked to be a promising find.  I ended up pulling the swimsuit away and placing my hand around his bare cock so I could slide the suit down without hurting my son.  Once clear I knelt down and moved the waistband down to his ankles.  This left me at eye level with my son’s raging cock.

“Is it okay?”  Keith asked, still concerned.

“Fuck yeah it is,” I replied.  “I bet the girls love this.”

“I wouldn’t know,” Keith replied quietly.

“You’ve got to be kidding me.  You mean to tell me you have this magnificent piece of manhood here and you haven’t used it to make some girl extremely happy,” I asked without looking up.

“No, never,” my suddenly shy son responded.  “You’re the first girl, ah, woman, to ever..”

“Not even a blow job?”  I asked curiously watching the clear drops of precum leaking out.

“No.”

I grasped my son’s hard cock and pumped it a few times until there was enough pre-cum that it would start to string soon.

“Care to find out how it is?”  I asked, throwing all caution into the wind.

“Huh?”  Keith responded.

I didn’t wait any longer for a yes or no answer from him.  His cock was doing all the talking and ‘it’ clearly wanted a blow job.  I let my tongue slip from my mouth and carefully licked at the salty fluid.  It was extremely satisfying to hear the groan from my son as he felt the first tongue on his young cock. 

I let my hand reach under and feel Keith’s heavy balls.  They were heavy and tight and obviously full of cum that wanted out very badly.  I knew better than to tease him too much and pursed my lips and let my son’s cock slide between my lips.  An almost painful groan escaped from his mouth as I worked my way down the shaft, letting my tongue dance as I felt his cock reach the back of my throat.  I could feel me starting to gag slightly and pulled back.

“Oh, shit,” Keith replied.

I worked my way back down his hard shaft and then back to the head where I licked, sucked and slurped like the wanton slut I was becoming for my son’s cock.  I looked up to see Keith looking down at me.  It made me wild with desire to make him cum, a task his balls felt up to performing in short order.

I kept my eyes glued on my son’s face as I let his cock fuck my mouth.  Like most men, and apparently by instinct, Keith’s hands soon found my head.  He didn’t guide me, but it was clear he had no intention of letting me stop until he was done.  I let a finger from the hand on his balls slip to the ‘taint’ spot between his ball sac and his asshole.  I gently rubbed to further stimulate his prostate.

Keith’s eyes got wide as he watched and spoke.  “Oh, shit Mom.  Mom I’m going to…to”

He didn’t know what words to use, but I knew what he wanted and needed.  I simply kept sucking up and down and nodded my encouragement at him.  Within seconds I felt his cock swell and his balls shrink in my hand. 

I moved my mouth to the head, went to work on the sensitive spot underneath, and used my other hand to stroke what wasn’t in my mouth.  With his hands on my head, I watched as Keith’s eyes shut and his head rolled back.  With a slight ‘oh, fuck’ escaping from his lips, he launched his first load of cum into my waiting mouth.

He shot hard and fast, with the first two strings going straight down my throat without the need for me to swallow.  I kept pumping and sucking and swallowing until his cock stopped spewing cum and only jerked from his rapid heartbeat.  I didn’t want to stop, but I could tell Keith was over-sensitive from my activities.  With a groan of my own, I finally let my son’s cock slip from my mouth.

I looked up to see Keith looking at me again, his face a cross between excitement and confusion.

“That was,” my son began to say.

“Fucking great,” I finished for him.

“Yeah.  But..” he trailed off.

“But what?”  I asked.  “Didn’t you like it?”

“Oh yeah, I loved it.  But isn’t it wrong for me to like it?  I mean from you?”

“Oh, I don’t know.  I would say no more wrong than for me to sit and smoke dope and drink beer with you,” I replied.

“So now what?”  Keith wanted to know.

I stood up and moved over to the table and picked up the papers and the baggie.

“Now it’s time for a couple of more firsts.  I hope you don’t mind if I smoke while you eat,” I said with a grin that only I understood at that moment.  "You do get the munchies after you smoke don't you?"