It was early in the day, the sun was out and it was very warm so we spent most of the day outside sunbathing playing games etc. At one point in the afternoon I lay down on the sun lounger watching the two girls and Paul throwing a Frisbee around our large garden in their bikini’s, I caught myself checking out the girl’s bodies as they ran and jumped around. Vicky and Sarah had very similar bodies they were both around 5’4” and slim. Vicky has very dark straight hair down to her shoulders, bright blue eyes, full pouting lips, 34D’s which her leopard skin bikini struggled to keep covered and an unbelievably sexy, firm round ass. Sarah had long wavy blonde hair, beautiful hazel eyes, very soft lips, 34B’s and a small perfectly sculpted, tight ass which her light blue bikini bottoms seemed to melt into. Both their bodies glistened in the sunlight and I couldn’t take my eyes off them. Paul stopped playing and walked over to me and lay down on the sun lounger next to me while the two girls lay down on a blanket on the grass. “What time we ordering the Pizza?” He asked, “Don’t know what time is it now?” I replied, he leaned over and picked his phone up off the floor. “It is three, forty five,” he said, “I will order it soon, I will try to get it for around five that way we can start drinking earlier,” I said, “We should have had a party man?” he said, “Come on. That house is loaded with goods, would you let half the people we know into your house?” I replied rather bluntly, “True...It doesn’t really matter we will have a great night any way we always do.” He said, “Too fucking right,” I said. We then watched the two girls get up and walk over to us, “What time we eating we’re so hungry,” Sarah asked, I looked up at her, “I’ll order it now if you want?” “Yeah,” they both replied, “Okay then what we having?” I asked, “20” meat feast,” Paul shouted, “Paul I was asking what sort of Pizza you want not what your sexual fantasy was.” I said, “Fuck you man!” He replied, “I want it large hot and spicy,” Sarah said, “Again I wasn’t asking you how you like to be fucked. Only kidding is everyone cool with the a large hot and spicy?” I asked and everyone else nodded and I got up and wandered into the house to order the Pizza.

An hour later the pizza arrived and half an hour later we had all been fed. It was starting to get cooler outside as the sun started to go down. Both the girls had put t-shirts on but you could still see their nipples poking through and we continued to sit and talk until the sun went down, “Who’s for a drink?” I asked, everyone put their hand up, “Okay what’s everyone drinking?” I continued, “We want wine,” said Vicky, “I’ll just have a beer please mate,” So I walked into the house to grab the drinks from the fridge, grabbed some glasses from the bench and came back out onto the deck. I handed the bottle and some glasses to the girls and a beer to Paul. We just sat there drinking, talking, telling jokes and reminiscing for a couple of hours until it was really dark. “Who’s for the Jacuzzi?” Vicky said and with that everyone jumped up. My father had gotten this for my mother as an anniversary gift and we all loved it. I quickly whipped the covers off it and straight away steam started to rise up into the night air, the girls took off their t-shirts and we all climbed in. The water was lovely and warm and it was made even better when Vicky turned on the jets. I had a jet right between my legs that was blowing bubbles against my inner thigh and my cock, which felt really good and I was soon rock hard. My dad really had thought of everything when he bought this because it had a fridge on the side which we had stocked up earlier so we didn’t have to get out for another drink. It was fantastic the garden was dark, our house is on the edge of a large private estate and is very private and we have a large fence and trees all the way around for extra privacy. All we could hear was the low rumble of the jets and the splashing of the water. Paul was sat to my right in one corner and Sarah to my left in another corner and Vicky was straight in front of me. As I reached for another drink I noticed Paul staring at something and as I looked back around I saw what he was looking at, Vicky’s nipple’s were poking through her bikini top, they looked rock hard. I myself tried not to stare but kept catching myself looking. Soon we were all well on our way to being drunk, the girls had finished off their bottle of wine, Sarah leaned forward and reached over me to grab the second bottle which was by the fridge. As she did this she slipped and landed onto of me with a splash, her hand falling right onto my hard cock which I thought was intentional. As she got up she looked straight into my eyes and gave me a little smile. Straight away I knew what I was getting tonight, due to the fact the two of us slept together from time to time in fact we lost our virginity together, but it was our secret. She sat back down she topped hers and Vicky’s drinks and put down the bottle of wine on the side, her nipples were also hard but not as obvious as Vicky’s.

 “Let’s play a game,” Sarah shouted sounding all exited. “What?” Paul said, “Let’s play truth or dare,” she said, “Aren’t we a little old for that now?” I asked, “No of course not, it’ll be fun, it’s always a good game to play pissed,” She said, “Okay then, since it’s your idea Sarah you can go first, truth or dare?” Vicky said, “Truth!” She replied all exited, “Who was the first person to give you an orgasm?” Vicky asked, “That’s easy Joe.” She said without thinking, oh shit I thought to myself as Paul and Vicky looked at me, I looked at Paul, “Sorry mate.” I said rather sheepish, “It’s okay bud I’ve been with Vicky.” “You have, have you?” I asked, “Yeah,” he replied, and that was it, we laughed and moved on, “Sarah truth or dare?” Sarah said, “Truth,” Vicky replied, “Has Paul ever given you an orgasm?” She said, “I can’t tell you that you’re his sister,” Vicky said sounding rather shocked, “So, just tell us!” Sarah replied, “Alright then, yes he has,” Vicky said, “Next. Paul, what’s the dirtiest thing you’ve done with a woman?” I asked, “What... Do I not get asked truth or dare?” He replies “Sorry, truth or dare?” I laugh, “Truth,” “Okay same question,” I said, “I’ve let a girl finger my arse,” he replied, “Wow,” I said, “Don’t mock it till you’ve tried it,” “Not mocking mate,” I reply, “Come on then Joe truth or dare?” Paul asks, “Well since everyone else went truth, I will too,” I reply, “Have you ever masturbated over Vicky?” He asked, they all look at me, “Fuck you man, I’m not answering that!” I reply angrily, “it’s a genuine question.” He replies, “I’m not answering that!” I reply, “Okay then you do a forfeit.” He says. “Fine,” I reply, the three of them huddle up in Vicky’s corner whispering among them for a minute or two, and then sit back in their corners, “Okay then we want you to drop your shorts and run around the garden.” Paul says, “Fine,” I say and with that I stand up grab hold of my shorts, pull them down revealing my semi-hard cock, pull them off, step out of the Jacuzzi and set off jogging around the garden naked.

After that I clean off my feet and climb back into the Jacuzzi not even bothering to put my shorts back on. “Right, then Sarah, truth or dare?” I say, “Dare!” She says, “Okay, I want you to strip step out onto the deck and sing I’m a little teapot with all the actions,” I said, everyone laughed, as she stood up and stepped out onto the deck and removed her bikini letting it fall to the deck, her hard nipples pointing up at the sky and I watch as the water runs down her body and down towards her pussy with a sexy strip of pubic hair just above, she then stood back and sang the song with the action which we clapped along and laughed too. Afterwards she climbed back in again not bothering to cover up, “Okay Sarah truth or dare?” “Dare,” “I want you to strip and sit on the side and spread your pussy lips and rub yourself for thirty seconds,” Sarah said, I thought this was too far and Vicky would never do it, but she stood up and pulled down her bikini bottoms, bending over to remove them, reached back and untied her bikini top allowing her beautiful round breasts to fall out, dropping the bikini top to the floor and sat down on the side directly in front of me. I couldn’t help but watch as she parted the lips on her perfectly clean shaven pussy, licked her fingers and began to rub her pussy right in front of me. I was now deep in shock, I couldn’t believe what was happening and I also couldn’t believe how turned on I was. My cock was now rock hard under the water all I wanted to do is fuck her. She then stopped and lowered herself back into the water. The night had become sex charged, it was obvious that we were all extremely horney and over the next few goes things just kept going to the extreme, Paul chose truth and admitted he had fantasised about fucking Sarah, I chose dare and had to stroke myself on the side of the pool, Sarah chose dare and was dared to hold Pauls cock for thirty seconds and actually stroked it instead, Vicky chose truth and admitted to masturbating over me. I felt like I should stop what was happening but couldn’t bring myself to do it, Paul then chose dare and I dared him to let Sarah finger his arse, which she did and now it was my turn again, “Joe. Truth or dare?” Said Sarah, “Dare,” “Okay I dare you to lick Vicky’s pussy,” Paul jumped in.  I couldn’t believe what had just came out of his mouth but I knew I wanted to, I looked towards her and she smiled at me just as she started to lift herself up onto the side. I moved over to her as she spread her legs, I brought my hand up and began to rub her pussy slowly, I then brought my other hand up to spread her lips. This was it, I thought to myself as I lowered my head down and begun to lick her pussy. She seemed to get wetter with each lap of my tongue, she grabbed the back of my head and pulled me into her pussy even further to the point I could barely breathe. I felt an arm reach around me and take my hard cock in hand, “Fuck me he’s rock solid!” I hear Sarah shout, I then feel a shove which knocks me off balance, and I look around to see Sarah and Paul making out passionately opposite us. I look up at Vicky and she lowers her head down to me and we share a soft but passionate kiss ourselves.

I stop and stand up in the Jacuzzi revealing my rock hard cock to Vicky the water dripping off all 6 ½ inches of it. She reached out and took hold of it, pulling me towards her and we share another kiss. She then lays back and spreads her legs even further, without hesitation I position my cock at the entrance of her waiting pussy, I take a hold of it as I slowly begin to slide it in. She’s so wet as I begin to pump in and out of her, I look in her eyes as we share a connection unlike I have ever experienced with anyone else, she lifts herself up and we kiss again as I fuck her pussy. When I pull away again I am mesmerised by the way her beautiful tits bounce to the rhythm of my thrusts and the harder I thrust the more violently they bounce, this turns me on even more. I can see the ecstasy in her face as she closes her eyes and her mouth opens wider and her moans get louder and louder, “I’m going to cum!” She yells, I continue to fuck as she wraps her legs and arms around me causing me to stumble inside the Jacuzzi onto her causing my cock to slam deeper into her pussy as she cums onto my dick. I can feel her whole body shacking and her pussy becoming extremely wet around my dick. We share another passionate kiss as she begins to come down from the high of her orgasm. I am now distracted by another scream and I look up to see Paul fucking Sarah doggie over a sun lounger they’re both facing Vicky and myself watching us as we fuck which seemed to turn us both on as we began to speed up again, this time everything seems slower and I begin to take more notice of what’s happening, I look down and watch as my cock slides in and out of my twin sisters pussy. I watch it as it glistens as it slides out then watch it disappear again, as I slowly look up I watch her tits bounce and even they look to be moving slow, I can see her moving her body trying to match each thrust of my cock and when I reach her face I can see the look of pleasure etched all over it and the look of pure lust in her eyes. I then watch as her right arm moves slowly up to my shoulder which causes me to snap back and for everything to speed up again, “Oh, God I’m going to cum again!” She shouts, I can feel more and more blood flowing into my cock and my balls begin to ache as I feel myself coming close to coming, “Hold it! I’m almost there!” I shout, I continue to thrust in and out, she wraps her arms and legs around me again digging her finger nails into my shoulders , “I can’t hold it much longer!” She shouts, just as I feel my cum begin to race from my balls up through my throbbing cock, I quickly kiss her passionately before my cum explodes out the tip of my cock into her just as she releases her orgasm. Our bodies quivering together as the pleasure pulses through our bodies. We’re almost locked together for a little while, holding each other tightly.

Once we begin to come down and back to our senses, we looked at each other and smiled it seemed like the perfect moment which is soon broke up by the sound of clapping. We both looked up to see Paul and Sarah sat naked on the sun lounger, “Fuck me that was so amazing! You two were electric I have never seen anything like that!” Sarah shouted, “No bull that was far hotter than any porno that I have ever seen!” Paul said. We looked back at each other and kissed again as I slid my cock out of her and my knees buckled under me and I fell back into the water. I was shaking, Vicky slid down into the water and cuddled up to me. We were both exhausted and extremely satisfied, there was no doubt in our mind that what we’d done was so right, “How was it for you two?” I eventually asked, “Amazing! It was amazing and watching you two just made it even better.” Sarah said, “Well good job we still have the rest of the weekend to ourselves.”

I love to see pics of the women who read my stories. Would you mind sending me one if you’re 21 or older I base my characters off of it sometimes.            josephsmith1974@live.co.uk 

“Morning, honey buns. How are you feeling?” I asked.

“Morning, daddy. I’m feeling a little sore, but none the less refreshed.” She replied with a smile.

I chuckled and kissed her. She kissed me back too. It didn’t take any more encouragement before her hands were roaming down to my rock hard cock. She looked at me and smiled she started to move her hands up and down. I groaned deep in my throat. Kylie pushed me back against the sectional and she got down to her knees. She brought my cock in front of her face and smacked her lips.

Kylie the took the head of my cock into her mouth. She began sucking very slowly, teasing my cock head. Then she used her tongue and started twirling it around my cock. It was almost too much, I almost came right there on the spot. But I held back, and let Kylie suck on it some more. She licked my balls and started sucking on it, then every once in a while she would nip on it causing me to lose my mind. After awhile, I couldn’t hold back anymore, I shot my load deep into my baby’s mouth. She swallowed it all like last night and smiled at me when she was done.

“My turn.” I said with a grin

Kylie made a girlish giggle. I picked her up and kissed her hard. Then I toppled her onto the sectional and began roaming over her lovely body. I started at her breasts. The nipples were hard and perky. I took one of her breast into my mouth and began playing with it. She moaned and she put her arms around my neck and pulled me closer. My other hand was playing with her pussy. It was very wet, so I shoved a finger into her pussy hole and she groaned. I continued playing with her breasts and clit until she was screaming.

I started traveling downwards toward her pussy. I kissed her stomach while going down. When I was in front of her pussy, I could smell her musky scent. That nearly drove me to the edge. I started licking her pussy.

“Uhhh, daddy. That feels so deliciously good. Don’t stop.” Kylie moaned out.

I started going deeper with my tongue. I used my middle finger and drove it into her pussy hole. Kylie cried out and that jolted me back to reality. I hit her hymen.

“Daddddddddddyyyy!! That hurts!” Kylie cried out.

“Sorry, baby doll. Daddy will learn to be more careful when I get to that part.” I replied.

I took out my finger and started eating her pussy out, to make up for the pain I caused her. I started sucking her clit and my hands were on her breasts, kneading it.

“Daddy! I’m commmmmmmmmmiiiiinnnnnnnnnnnngggggggg!!!” Kylie cried.

Then her entire pussy convulsed and she climaxed into my mouth. I drank every delicious ounce of her pussy juice until she stopped coming.

“Oh, daddy. That felt so good. I want to do this with you everyday.” Kylie said sweetly.

“Don’t worry, baby doll. Daddy will do this with you as much as you want. “I replied with a wide grin on my face.

I got up and picked up Kylie, she wrapped her arms around my neck and I carried her upstairs to the bathroom. I opened the Jacuzzi and then lowered Kylie into the water. I then got into the water along with her. I sat behind and she leaned back against my chest. I nibbled at her ears, making her moan. Kylie reached for my cock and started to rub it. I groaned and parted her legs with my hands and turned her pussy towards the water jet.

When Kylie saw what I was doing, her eyes grew wide. I whispered to her, saying not to worry. I told her that the pleasure is going to be great. I pushed her closer to the jet with my body and the water started hitting her pussy. Kylie started to groan, moving around. She still had my cock in her hands. Every time when she groans, she would squeeze it, causing me to nearly come. I moved her away from the jet and turned off the water, we shared a passionate kiss and I came on top of her.

“Baby, daddy’s going to make you into a woman now.” I said with a smile.

“Ok, daddy. Will it hurt?” She asked, with a little fear in her voice.

I kissed her hard.

“Yes it will, baby girl. Only for a little while.” I replied.

“Ok, daddy. I’m ready now.” Kylie said with eagerness.

I kissed her, my tongue slipping into her mouth. Our tongues shared a passionate fight. I nudged my legs betweens hers, and her legs parted open. I settled my member into her warm, moist puss and I plunged in deeply.

“Ahhh!! Daddy, it hurts!” Kylie exclaimed with a trickle of tear coming down her cheek.

I kissed her mouth and kissed away her tear.

“It’s ok, baby girl. Daddy promise it won’t ever hurt again. From here on out, it’s only going to get better.” I said with a gentle smile.

Kylie nodded and I wrapped my arms around her back. I started moving out slowly, while her pussy walls grip my cock. Kylie moaned deep in her throat, I captured her mouth in mine and shared a deep kiss. Our tongues came out and played again. I then pushed my cock back into her pussy, moving slowly so that she could get used to the rhythm.

“Unnnhhhh, daddy. That feels so good. D-don’t stop, daddy.” Kylie forced out of her mouth.

My right arm sneaked out and latched onto her right breast. I fondled the perfect breast and the nipple with my thumb and forefinger. All the while, Kylie kept on groaning. After fucking her slowly for a few minutes, I decided to set the pace a little faster.

I started to go at her, faster and faster. She groaned aloud as I moved faster, pounding my cock into her pussy. After a few seconds, we were going frantically at each other. My balls were smacking the bottom of the tub, while the water was splashing everywhere.

“Uhhhhh, daddy. I’m going to comeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!” Kylie cried out as she neared her climax.

“Me too, baby girl. Hang on a little more for, daddy.” I grunted out between my lips.

I kept on pounding at her, my mouth released hers, and I kissed my way down her neck, to her collar bone and finally her breasts. I used my teeth to tease those ripe nipples to their peak. Kylie cried out and her entire pussy convulsed around my cock.

“Daddddddddddddyyyyyyyyyy!!!” Kylie cried.

I couldn’t hold on any longer, I shot my load into her sweet pussy.

“Ughhhhhhhh, my fucking God! That was so fucking good.” I sighed.

When I looked up at Kylie, her eyes were closed, her breasts were moving up and down slowly, and her body was limp. I drained the Jacuzzi, got up first and got a fluffy white towel. He dried himself off first, and then picked Kylie out of the Jacuzzi tub. Kylie’s eyes opened slowly.

“Hmmm, daddy?” Kylie asked drowsily.

“Yes, baby doll?” I asked back.

“That was, so good. Is it going to feel like that all the time?” Kylie asked innocently.

“No, baby girl. It’s going to get better each time we fuck.” I replied with a grin, while starting to dry her off.

“Hehe. Are we going to do it often, daddy? I want to do it every day!” Kylie said with unbound excitement in her voice.

I chuckled and assure her that we will be, but I warned her to buy pills so that she doesn’t get pregnant. She agreed and told me she was hungry.

I finished drying her off and lingered around her pussy, she giggled when I dried down there. I dropped the towel and supported her by putting both my hands on her ass cheeks. ‘Damn, these are the nicest pair of ass I’ve ever seen’ I thought to myself. I lifted her up and she wrapped her arm and legs around me. I carried her to the closet and pulled out 2 robes. I donned one on her and myself, then I carried her downstairs to the kitchen.

With my hands on her ass, I had easy access to her perfect fuck hole. I gently nudged my middle finger in there. She gasped at the intrusion. I continued to stick my finger in her ass while I took her downstairs. As we went on the step, it caused my finger to move in and out of her ass.

“Ummmm, daddy. That feels really nice.” Kylie moaned.

I kissed her as we reached the kitchen, then I let her sit on the counter. I entered the fridge and took out whip cream and cherries. I was going to fix her a nice meal, but when I saw that gorgeous body just sitting there, my cock grew hard again. I came next to Kylie and parted her robe, I settled myself between her legs. Then I pulled back a little and plunged deep into the hilt of her. She groaned aloud and wrapped her arms around my neck and her legs around my waist. I lifted her off the counter and supported her weight on my thighs. She didn’t way more then a feather. I fused our mouths together. I began to pump into her hard. Kylie was bouncing up and down, my cock was pounding into her pussy hole and my balls were hitting her ass. I grabbed the whip cream on the counter and sprayed it onto her breasts. While I was fucking her, I took her breast and started to suck it with the whip cream on it.

“Ohhhhh, daddy! Unnnnnnnnnn, oh my fucking God! That feels so godamn wonderful. Fuck me; I’m your dirty little slut now. Eat my tits, ohhhhh, just don’t stop!!” Kylie cried.

Hearing my daughter talk dirty was almost more than I could stand. I pounded into her even harder. I sprayed some whip cream into her mouth and kissed her while tasting the whip cream. I felt my balls tighten; I knew I was going to come any moment.

“Sweety, daddy’s going to come real soon.” I grunted as I pounded her pussy.

“Uh, uh, uh, uh me too, daddy.” Kylie moaned.

I darted my tongue into her mouth again to taste the honey in there. Then I couldn’t hold back and I shot my load into her warm pussy. Kylie cried out and her pussy tightened, then she came too. Kylie got off my cock, rather quickly, took the bottle of whip cream from my hand and began to spray it all over my cock that’s already covered with cum and pussy juice. She then placed a cherry on top and began to suck it. I groaned as she took almost everything into her mouth. She sucked me clean and got up, limping. I picked her up and carried her back upstairs and laid her on my king size bed,

“Guess you’re not hungry anymore, huh, baby girl?” I said, teasing her.

“No, daddy. I’m sated, for now at least.” Kylie said smiling devilishly back at me.

I chuckled and join her on the bed. I tossed the covers over her and me and held her in a spoon position with my cock in her ass crack. Then everything around me blacked out and I drifted off to sleep.

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 As the night wore on he was chatting enthusiastically with Dawn,my wife And I saw her putting her hand tentatively into his trouser pocket while being egged on to go deeper by Steve,the landlord. Having touched something,blushing she quickly retrieved her hand from the said pocket and funning,punched at his shoulder. He then turning towards her conspiritally opened his pocket somewhat and displayed what she had touched.

 It turned out to be a rather slim hard aluminium cigar container. Smiling widely he removed himself from the fray and went to help behind the bar. Somewhile later he was back at it. This time he sat himself in between myself and my wife on the otherside from where he had sat previously. She in turn went to the loo and on returning finished up with me then her then the landlord with a mate at the far end. Me and the mate watched as the landlord again got my wife's attention and was trying to get her to feel in what was now his other pocket.

 "No,you're not getting me again" she exclaimed. 'No,I'm not' he responded,pulling the thin tube from the original pocket. "Well what have you got hidden in this one?" 'Nothing,honest,its just a bit of fun,- really it is' She tentively started putting her hand in now,stopping and I could see her fingers groping around,obviously expecting another ploy by him. She went deeper and then felt some more. Her face changed now. Her brow furrowed and his face went bland as she with her mouth close to his ear whispered something. Her hand explored somemore. "It is I heard her whisper,that's the head of your cock!" A broad grin crossed the landlords face as I distinctly noticed he was getting hard. "You dirty old sod" she whispered, "You're getting a hardon" And promply but slowly pulled her hand from the pocket.

 She turned to me. "Did you see that,he got a hardon when I felt his cock,he's got a hole in that pocket and all" This had not been lost on the mate on the otherside as he had also been watching the antics of our landlord. Who by now had removed himself and carefully covered his protrusion on moving away. The night went on with no further moves made on my wife. Ribaldry was at an end it seemed.

 My wife on the other hand continued to quietly comment on his hardon and how much and in such detail she'd felt it. Virtually ever vein and feature seemed to be rivetted in her mind. I commented eventually, 'You evidently'  enjoyed the feel he let you have, "No,of course not,I was just saying" 'Yeah,it sounds like you were just saying it made you horny and you enjoyed feeling another man's cock' "That's silly" It was left at that,but I was convinced she'd got a buzz from the experience.

 'I bet your knickers are wet' "Leave it" I did and watched as other events overtook the moment. One such moment was as my wife again went to the loo,the mate I mentioned took a good squeeze of my wife's ass cheek on her way out and the other one on her way back to her seat. A furtive glance from her to me told me she hoped I hadn't noticed. Sitting again, "I didn't ask him too" 'I know,don't worry about it,he saw you playing with the landlord' She blushing. "I hope he didn't get the wrong idea" All the time secretly I hoped he did get the right idea. That is she's horny and up for it.

 We all drifted off at the evenings end and no one but me noticed as this mate pulled my wife aside as we traipsed along the sidewalk. They were missing and only I had clocked it. I knew the area well and intent on seeing what they were up to and secretly hoping I was about to see what I'd dreamed of,I too drifted away from the straggling group.

 Back I went to where they had left us. Not a sign of them. I stopped and listened. Nothing,then I heard a faint giggle,it was coming from a small lane. This lane had various wall protrusions down the entrance part of it then it opened out into a clearer straight part. I snuk quietly down it stopping and listening. "No,we'll get caught doing it" 'Just have a feel' - A gasp, - He - 'Keep doing that,ugh! Fuck,come on' - "Stop,that's tickling, - Giggle, - oo! don't its making it tingle"

 I now spotted them,he had his cock on display and my wife was wanking it. Meanwhile her dress was high up her hips and he clearly was tickling her pussy. "No! we'll get caught" I watched as he pressed his cock now towards my wife's pussy. It touched and he had it inside her quim in a flash. His hand squeezed deeply at her buttocks. "Don't shoot it up there" He was instantly in full flow as he pumped his knob up her cunt. She started to push at his thrusting and with her usual sounds I heard and seen my wife being or rather getting fucked by another man.

 From leaving the group,this had been only about 10 - 15 minutes. They stood enjoying the aftermath of their respective orgasm's. He with his hardon still in her started to play with her clit again. "Wait" She eased him away a bit as she fumbled with his waistband between their bodies. His trousers now dropped to his ankles,no shorts. As she moved him still further away,I saw the gleam of her cunt juice along the length of his shaft.

 She was removing her panty's,with them gone she started in again. With his hand around his hardon I saw him jab it again back inside her vagina. "Go on,fuck it in me properly,not with all our clothes in the way. He now fucked at her with a vengeance. The thrusting was so frantic that once it popped out completely and jabbed into her belly. "Get it back in,I'm nearly cumming, AAGH! OO-OO UUGH! You're making me CUUMMM! This was the usual sounds of my wife cumming as I watched him race to his climax, the strain in his loins was showing she was about to get one hell of a spunking and she did. In the next second he tensed and with short sharp thrusts he spilled his seed deep inside my wife.

 She clung tightly to him as she,on coming down from her orgasm,opened her eyes to be confronted with me watching her as he pulled his dripping hardon from her body. Her look was a picture too behold as he looked down at his dripping cock, while instinctively she put her hand over her naked sopping wet cunt. He nearly vapourized as I spoke. 'Lets keep this between ourselves then shall we?' My wife went to speak. I putting my hand to my mouth with a SSSH! stopped any further talk for now with, 'When we're all sober,its the wrong time now'

 With me on one side and my mate on the other,both with our arms around her we followed on to our destination. Not though before in her panic as we moved away,she broke free from us and made back to retrieve her knicker's. This gave us both a bonus as she bent to pick them up revealing a very wet sticky pussy and upper thighs. Like a woman,her guilt just had to know. Alone later she couldn't resist, "Are we finished over what happened?" 'Of course not,think of it as more of a beginning' "BEGINNING!!!?" 'SSSH! Of course' She was now even more bothered,but she needn't have been. She had a very understanding husband. That's another secret though!

 Bye.

 

They were over on their couch teasing each other, making fun, laughing, joking, and tickling each other. It was actually kinda sickening to watch. They were like teenagers. They were like that a lot. It sometimes made me wonder about him and me. He was clearly very happy with his marriage to mom. I don’t always understand where I fit in regarding our ‘sexual’ relationship.

 

When the movie ended mom got up. “Okay. I need to straighten up this mess before we go to bed. I made some pudding. It’s in the fridge. Why don’t you get some and go away so I can clean.”

 

“Are you saying we get in your way?”

 

“Yep. Bye.”

 

Daddy faked a look of heartbreak and slowly walked into the kitchen with his head down. Mom just rolled her eyes and began picking up the loose popcorn on the floor. I followed daddy as he was filling up a cup with chocolate pudding.

 

“What’s your poison?”

 

“I’ll take the vanilla.” I grabbed the cup he had waiting for me and began filling it up. The bowl was cold.

 

“Want to eat it out on the back pouch? It’s nice out.”

 

“Sure honey. I’ll put this back in the refrigerator and meet you out there.”

 

I headed back through the family room. Mom was turning off the DVD player and I opened the door leading outside. I leaned against the rail, stirring the creamy goop and looked out across the long back yard. Dad came out a few minutes later, laughing at some insult mom had given him and settled beside me against the rail, chuckling quietly. Must have been funny as hell.   

 

“You love mom, don’t you?”

 

“Undeniably. She’s my life. I don’t think I could exist without your mother.”

 

I simply stared at him. He had such a content look on his face. A happiness, a radiance that was so pure and so strong. I found myself whispering, softly, ever so softly. I was almost afraid that my words could freeze the very air around us, turning it to hard glass that would shatter, causing our world to fall apart, cutting us to pieces in the process. I have a flair for drama sometimes, but I had to know.

 

“Then, why me?” I asked, ever so softly.

 

He froze and I flinched slightly, expecting, waiting…

 

Then as if someone flipped a switch he resumed swirling his pudding, looking into it deeply as if the answer was somehow hidden inside of it. He didn’t say anything for a long while, but I knew he would answer. I knew he was thinking. He probably never bothered to ask himself why, preferring not to dwell on it, to bring forth guilt.

 

After several minutes and several spoonfuls of pudding he spoke. “I don’t know. It certainly wasn’t planned, at least not at first. It was completely unexpected. It was…the wonder…the magic of you…” He looked at me then and I saw in his eyes the awe, the love, the joy, the…pain.

 

“I never had seen a little girl. I never knew the wonder, the beauty of seeing a little girl slowly blossom and become the exquisiteness of a woman. I watched you grow and develop into what you were meant to be — a woman, a beautiful, desirable woman made for one primary purpose.”

 

I slowly began to understand. Kind of. As he has told it, my father didn’t have a typical childhood. He was raised primarily by men. His mother died giving birth to his sister. Jessie was going to be his first female sibling, but she died too. Grandma and grandpa had seven boys in all, including my father. My father was the youngest of the children. They all lived in the same house, on a farm, believe it or not. All he knew was men. His brothers and father shaped his world. Eventually some of his brothers married and moved away and started their own families, but once they moved he rarely saw them or his cousins, female and male alike. He did see girls, and interacted with them, but not very much.

 

He saw them at school, but at school you studied. The only time you socialized was at recess. He didn’t really understand girls. They were strange to him and being raised by men, my father was actually a very rough type of individual. You know the type — the jock and the sexist. One thing about my father though, he was very smart. Very smart. He liked to learn and any and every bit of knowledge he gained he kept. As a result he received a full academic scholarship to NYU in New York, far away from his little hometown in Kansas. He went there and studied medicine.

 

It was that move that changed daddy. Up until college, and really most of it, women had no place in his world, other than for one purpose—sex. And when it came to sex he’ll be the first to admit he loved women then. Sexually wise, a woman was and is flawless. But, during that time that was the only value he credited them for. That is until he continued his medical education. There were women beside him — few, but there — who were also pursuing careers in medicine, all at various levels and all that required a fair amount of intelligence.

He began to see women in a whole new light, particularly after meeting one in particular whom he considered to be the most brilliant neurologist in existence — Mrs. Pamela Goldstein. Being the smart man that he was, he began to realize he was a sexist and his viewpoints of women were wrong, so he changed. Well, somewhat. There still are some things that come out of his mouth that makes even my mother want to smack him, but for the most part he’s a decent guy.

 

So I guess what my father was saying was: having a little girl, seeing one ‘develop’ for the first time intrigued him?

 

He laughed. “Yes. Intrigue is one word for it and surprisingly I found myself,” he sighed, “aroused by it. I never saw or experienced anything like it. Oh, I know how it happens. I’ve treated women of all ages at hospitals but I never saw it up close and personal on a day to day basis with a girl — woman — that I already loved. So I found myself sexually excited.”

 

I put my empty cup on a table and turned to look back into the house. I could see my mother in the living room, cleaning up the mess daddy and I always seem to leave behind despite our best efforts.

 

“You knew it was wrong.”

 

Even though I wasn’t looking directly at him I saw him move. He leaned lower on the rail, resting his weight on his elbows.

 

“Yes.” He said it as if it were a matter of fact. No denial. Simply fact. I wonder if he even felt guilty, if he ever did or had he simply learned to accept his actions.

 

“And that didn’t bother you?”

 

“Of course it did! You are my baby girl, the idea of hurting you… ”

 

“Then what? What was it that made you continue? God, Dad, have there been others? Are you a pedophile?”  I turned to him, shocked for a moment, that idea never having occurred to me before.

 

“Oh god. I…shit.” He turned away from the yard and like me faced the house window and then he saw mom. “Oh, god!” He turned back toward the yard. “There’s only you. Only you. I never felt that way toward anyone else. It was only you.”

 

I relaxed. I felt a little better.

 

“Because we have love.”

 

“Yes. And…”

 

“And…?”

 

“And I knew you…wanted…it.”

 

He turned to me then, looking me full in the eyes, almost asking me to deny it, but I couldn’t. I knew I couldn’t. He was right. I did want it. From the moment I was old enough to understand the looks, I wanted it. I may not have been considered old enough to know what I wanted or completely understand the urges that were coursing through my body but I did want it and I did tease him with the new power I quickly learned to master—my femininity. I liked his touches and his attentions. I craved it. I encouraged it.

 

“Yes. I did.” There was a flash of something there — relief. Perhaps some part of him had doubts.

 

“So now that I’m older — now that I’m no longer innocent and ‘developing into what I was made for’ — is it over?”

 

He looked away again, off into the night. The night always seems to offer false hope that the answers we seek are hidden just beyond it. Another thought occurred. “Daddy? Is my baby safe with you?”

 

He laughed, a short, quick bitter laugh. “Yes, baby girl, your daughter will be safe with me, that I promise. The idea of reliving those experiences I had with you doesn’t even appeal to me. To be honest, I don’t think anyone could take your place, like no one could take your mother’s. The feelings I feel for you…”

 

“Damn it, stop being so damn dramatic and complete your sentences! What? What? What feelings, they what?”

 

He laughed and turned to me. “Sorry. Didn’t realize. My feelings for you, my attraction for you, is purely for you, only you. I do know that, even if the rest of it is crazy.”

 

I smiled. I liked that. “Then why? Why haven’t you touched me in so long? You stopped right after I told you I was pregnant. You just — changed.”

 

He sighed again. He looked down at the slight swell in my tummy and reached out his hands. “You are so beautiful like this. Your mother was beautiful too when she was like this, but with you for some reason it’s different. It’s always been different with you. Again, you are changing, growing, become more of what you were made for — a mother. And the idea is driving me crazy, Brie. You have no fucking idea.”

 

His hands pushed harder against my skin and moved, circling my hips, feeling their curves, down, around my ass, squeezing, molding, and pulling my body closer to his. I quickly looked back into the house. Mother was gone, probably in the kitchen. He saw my look and paused, following my lead, but seeing it all clear, he continued, he moved me to him. Our bodies touched, his hardness, and mine — my tummy, but despite that I was still soft, a soft curvy woman.

 

“Daddy? I’ve missed you.”

 

He growled, that deep, sexy growl at the back of his throat and I felt his hardness rise up as he buried his face in my neck. I reached up and wrapped my arms around him. Pain. My pussy went straight to pain. That only happens when arousal hit me hard and fast, when my pussy becomes ready for fucking faster than the rest of my body, but it was quickly catching up. My heart began to pound, my nipples harden, my skin began to tingle and waves of desire began coursing through my body uncontrollably.

 

“I want you so bad. More than I ever thought possible. There are times when I look at you now, seeing you like this, watching the curves grow — it’s all I could do from raping you. You are so fucking sexy. My cock is constantly hard. I’m afraid sometimes it’s going to fall off cause he never rests. I need you so much. I need you so much.”

 

He was moving against me, hard, sure, grinding, biting my neck, sucking on my skin, finding my mouth and we kissed. He kept pulling me closer, lifting me so our bodies would fit better, despite the baby. I lifted my leg and wrapped it around his hip, opening myself to him. His dick found my panty-covered puss and he began rubbing, up and down, grinding against her, my pussy, making the moisture flood the fabric. Grinding, grinding, up against my clit. Oh, god, I was so horny. I was losing my damn mind. Our tongues clashed. Devouring, sucking, mating. His whole mouth surrounded mine. He invaded my moist cave with such force and desire I thought I would faint. He grabbed the hair on my head and slowly began to pull.

 

“Ah.”

 

I reached one hand back, wrapping around his as he bent me backwards against the rail and forcibly pushed against my clit. Waves of pleasure surrounded me so intensely I was crying. He reached up and carefully unbuttoned my top, revealing my body to him.

 

“They are growing again. You know that, don’t you? I’ve seen them. They are becoming fuller and they will continue to do so and they’ll become harder, and juicier, and filled with milk and when they do. I’ll be ready. I’ll be there.”

 

“Oh Daddy, you can’t. The baby. I have to feed the baby.”

 

“And you will. She’ll get some, but I’ll have the rest. She’ll have formula too; I’ll buy the best. Don’t worry. Your baby will be taken care of, but this…”

 

He pushed my bra aside. My nipples tightened in the cool air. He growled some more. He grabbed on, hard. I whimpered. It hurt. It hurt but…

 

“Good. Yes. The nipple, the nipple.”

 

He cupped my breast in his hand, giving it a cone shape as he twisted my nipple. Playing it like a violin, making me produce pussy cream on demand, like a cow producing milk.

 

“Daddyyyyyyyyyyy.” I wanted to scream, but mom — I couldn’t because of mom. I couldn’t see anything; he kept me bent back, away. I looked up at the stars in the sky and felt so small in comparison to their vastness. I felt tied into existence and the natural order of things. He was right; this was what I was made for. I felt him slowly apply his thumbnail to the tip of my nipple. Sweet agony. An annoying itch I didn’t know how to scratch. God, my pussy. I was so wet, so wet my panties were a mess. I tried humping up against him, but it was no use. There was so much moisture that there was no friction, not the kind I needed and my panties just slid and he just slid, completely unstable. I needed it there at my clit.  And then the nail was gone and my nipple was pounding. It was on fire, that one nipple. My back was beginning to ache. My head hurt from the pressure of his hand. He wouldn’t let up. I gave up trying to do whatever it was I was trying to do and slid my hand down to rest on the arms holding me close. His scent surrounded me as he leaned closer. Hmmmmm. I loved his cologne.

 

I jumped. Moisture. Warm, soft, slimy heat swirled around my nipple. Covering it, sucking it. Daddy. ‘Suck me, Daddy. Suck me. Suck me, Daddy…suck, suck, suck.’ He released my hair and his right hand found my left breast, circling, engulfing it. It felt so good, that warmth. He squeezed slowly, sensually, loving my mounds with smooth solid pressure. I loved the soft sucking sounds. It drove me crazy. Reaching down, I fought against the pressure of our bodies and found my panties. I pulled them down, despite the pressure of his weight against mine. I lowered my leg and let the panties fall naturally to the ground. 

 

He gripped my hips and lifted me up onto the rail, never releasing my nipple as he lashed it with his moist tongue, licking my skin, my curves, squeezing it periodically, licking against the bulges he created.

 

“Hmmmmmmmm,” he moaned. His hot breath bathed my skin.

 

“Daddy. Please.” I was out of my ever-loving, cotton-picking mind. He released my nipple with a pop. I shuddered. It was cold — cold without his heat. I couldn’t take it. I was so close.

 

“Daddy, please,” I begged, but he just stood there, inhaling deeply, trying to breathe, squeezing my breasts over and over, like they were dough. He just loved the feel of their fullness in his hand.

 

“Daddddddddddyyyy,” I said in a gutteral plea. I even scared myself. I began to rock, nearly falling back until he caught me. I wrapped my arms around his neck again for support. He leaned down and took my right breast in his mouth and reclaimed the wet one for his palm. His free hand lowered itself to the heat between my legs.

 

“Yesssssssssss,” I hissed.

 

He found my button, covered it with his fingers and squeezed.

 

“Uhhhhhh,” I grunted, that deep-gutted grunt that made me sound like some huge animal. My world exploded and I was left jerking uncontrollably in his arms.

 

“Uh uh uh uh uh.”

 

My body was no longer mine. I cried. Tears flowed down my cheeks, but I was barely aware of them. I fell against his hard frame, trying to breathe, still making those strange sounds.

 

I felt him move against me. Somewhere along the line he stop sucking on my tit, perhaps when I fell. He was slightly jerking himself, toward me, I felt myself slightly bouncing to his rhythm. Something was hitting me in my stomach repetitively, against the baby. Not hard, but it did make me look down. I rested my forehead on his shoulder and looked between us, still breathing kinda hard.

 

His dick. He had his dick in his hand and he was jerking off between us. His hands were stroking his cock much like in the bedroom and then I heard him bellow a hard breath, like all the air exploded from his lungs and he growled again and then...

 

Splat!

 

I was hit with a wave of cum shooting out of his dick in high spurts, some landing on my tits, most finding my stomach and still he stroked, less intense, but still strong. I heard him groan as if he was in slight pain. Now he was leaning on me just as much as I was leaning on him and still he pumped, even though there were only a few drops finding their way to my thigh. Then he released his cock and his dick fell on my leg, hot, moist and red.

 

He reached behind me and gripped the rail to support himself. If he leaned on me anymore we both would fall over. I looked back up over his shoulder and into the house. I moved closer to him, pressing more of my body against his, forming a sort of loose hug. It was quiet now. I could hear his heartbeat. I turned my head and rested it against his shoulder, staring at nothing in particular. I was at total peace. Not a single thought had entered my head. I just absorbed his warmth.

 

After a few more minutes in each other’s arms he began to pull away. I let him. I sat up on my own and looked at him. He smiled and kissed me on the nose. I watched him readjust and tuck himself away. I sighed and began following his lead, pushing my sore breasts back into their home and buttoning my shirt.

 

“Daddy?”

 

“Yes, baby?”

 

“Will you be my Lamaze coach?”

 

He smiled. He reached for my face and slowly kissed my lips. “I’d be honored.” He helped me off the rail and picked up my panty. I tucked half of it in the waist of my skirt, under my shirt. I didn’t feel like putting it back on.

 

“You’re wet.” I looked up and saw him staring at me. My blouse was sticking to me because of the cum and there was a small amount of cum trailing down my thigh that hadn’t dried. I reached for my thigh and began rubbing the white stuff into my skin like lotion (fastest way to get rid of it).  Then catching a particularly thick glob I paused and looked up at him. Our eyes met.

 

I looked back down and lifted my skirt. We watched as I leaned back on the rail and lifted my leg again for a better view. For the first time ever I rubbed his cum into my pussy. We watched as my pussy sucked it up, swallowing it deep. I didn’t have to worry about getting pregnant.

 

I looked back up and daddy was staring at me. He looked like he wanted to attack. Lust so intense gripped me hard and I felt the tears start again. But he didn’t touch me; instead, he moved further back. I put my leg down and we continued to stare, fighting for control. We both wanted more but knew it wouldn’t be smart. Not now. Not again.

 

“I don’t think I can anyway.”

 

He slowly began to relax. My words gave him the strength to regain composure.

 

“I’m tired. I think I’ll go to bed. If I pass her and she asks, I’ll say you made me laugh and I spilled my pudding. Good thing I chose vanilla.”

 

“Good thing.”

 

And just like all the nights that have come before…

 

“Night, Daddy.”

 

“Night, baby girl.”

 

I went into the house and up to my room. Mom was nowhere in sight.

 

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