Well, later that afternoon, everyone went out for a walk saying that they'd be back in an hour or so. Alice expressed a wish not to go, so i said i would look after her at the house, whilst everyone else went walking. My grandparents agreed with that, complimenting me on my thoughtfulness for the wellbeing of my cousin. Haha, more like thoughtfulness for the pleasurement of my cousin! Anyway, everyone left, and it was just me and Alice sat in my bedroom.

There was one hell of an awkward silence right then, but i thought i'd break the ice, and planted my lips upon Alice's. Momentarily she seemed shocked by that, and withdrew a few millimetres. But right after that she returned the kiss, and it quickly turned into a snog. We embraced tightly, with our hands exploring each other's bodies. My right hand went straight to her bra clip, whilst my left hand made a bee-line for her skirt. Meanwhile, her hands unbuttoned and unzipped my trousers, then slipped them down my legs to my knees, and from there they fell to the floor. As my jeans made their journey south, i unclipped her bra and pulled her panties down to her knees, close to my tented boxers.

Alice unbuttoned my boxers and my erect, 7" cock sprang forth, swaying and twitching in anticipation. I had her panties to the floor now, and her skirt rolled up to her hips - my eyes engorged themselves on the wondrous sight before them; my 13 year old cousin's downy-haired pussy. It was pink and glistening from the cum leaking from within, as was the head of my dick. I laid my cousin out on my bed, and she spread her legs without my having to say so. I positioned myself between her legs, and rested the head of my dick against her opening. Slipping it in a little bit, i bent to her face and whispered "I love you, Alice"

I half-heard her identical reply, as the explosion of warmth eveloped me. I don't remembered much of what happened during the next 15 minutes, only suggestions of movement - the in-out movement one associates with sex, the exclamations of "yes" and "uh" that are so primal and yet so meaningful. I awoke as if from a daze, mid-loving, tender kiss with the cousin i had just had passionate sex with; our arms wrapped around each other as we lay side-by-side in my bed, my slowing softening dick retracting from her glistening, pink pussy.

"I love you, Alice. I want you to be with me always"

"I love you too, James. I want be with you, too"

"But, we cannot tell anyone about us"

"I know, but maybe one day we can"

THE END

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I held my eyes tightly shut because I was so scared I could not even watch him. The only clue I had that something was about to happen was an almost hissing sound before a piece of leather stung my nipple, momentarily wrapping around me before releasing it only to come back again on the other one. There he stood welding a single-tail, sending it repeatedly with a practiced flick of his wrist to sting the tip of each nipple. "Stop damn it stop" tears poured from my eyes as my already battered breasts burned, but at the same time they seemed to harden and strain towards the leather as each snap hit its mark. "Are you sure that is what you want? So you want me to stop hitting your nipples you filthy whore?" "Y..yes please yes stop." Surprising he ceased torturing my nipples but my relief way very short lived as he moved down the table and zeroed in on my exposed clit. It took a couple stings of the tail against my exposed flesh before the pain registered sending my body twisting and straining to close my legs. His laughter of amusement filled the room when much to my horror my battered traitorous body began to hum. A distinct wetness began to leak from my pussy and a moan tumbled from my mouth. "Oh what a dirty little slut you really are." Stopping his ministration of the tail he laid it across the table and picked up a string with clothes pins attached to it. My confusion was short lived as he attached one to the rope holding my legs open, another he clamped onto one of my lips, one to my clit, another to the other lip and finally the last to the rope on the other side. "No no no no" I kept repeating over and over as I felt the pinching and pain resounding through me. Picking up another string of clothes pins he placed one on my the outside of my breast and began working his way up to my nipple, down the other side and across the other one. By the time he finished there were twelve pins attached to my breasts. Trimmers shook my body as my mind zeroed in on the placement of each one, pain and something else streaking through me. My eyes seemed to glaze over as I could hear him moving around moving things on the table and tray but I could not focus on what exactly he was doing."What’s wrong slut do you want them off? Is that what is wrong?" "Yes please get them off of me, please sir." "Well if your sure that is what your want" With that he grabbed each string in the middle and yanked upward ripping them away from my body. "Shit!" I screamed. Shaking his head he sighed deeply "You know bitch that is not how you thank me for doing what you wanted now is it." Since you can not seem to remember what you are to say to me maybe you do not need to talk at all." With that he rammed a ball gag into my mouth hooking the ends behind my head. He picked a rubber object up from the tray and before I could figure out what it was he pushed it roughly into my ass. "Enjoy your new anal plug as you will be wearing it quite often for now bitch." Reaching down he jerked the pillow wedge out from under my ass and dropped it on the floor beside him. "I will be back in a little while girl, maybe if you can behave I will let you eat and clean up some. Then again it will all depend on you wont it?" As he turned to leave I saw him remove a small square thing from his pocket. Laughing he held it up and touched a button on it causing the ball deep in my pussy to start vibrating again. It continued vibrating until right before I heard him closing the door at the top of the steps. A fear like I had yet to know began to feel me as I realized the chances of escaping him were very unlikely

Our window was open and it began to rain, the sound was very
relaxing and helped mask any sounds of pleasuring myself I may have made. With
the rain beating down hard, I felt daring and decided to move closer to her,
her back was facing me and part of her thong was sticking out above her ass. I
positioned myself right up against her ass and stopped in case my movement may
have disturbed her. Nothing...with my cock fully out of my trousers I edged my
cock to her ass, the tip of my cock brushed against her cloths and I twitched
hard with the excitement. Once again, I stopped just in case she awoke and
still nothing. My daringness was getting braver by the second, I moved my cock
a bit firmer into her ass to then fill my cock between her slit. By this time,
I was so flustered and excited I began pre-cumming.

The rain got louder and a storm roared out making me jump
for a moment, she stirred and I moved back, my cock still fully out. She
shivered and I put my hand on her arm, she sighed and sheepishly said, “Cold”  I moved my top half up to her back and held
her from behind, resting my arm on hers. An mmm sound came from her and with
that, her hand held mine and pulled it around her waist. My heart was beating
fast, my cock was only a couple of inches away from her ass, if she moved back,
she would know for sure that I had a hard on. I was starting to stir a bit
being nervous and then she did the one thing I was fearing and moved her ass
back into me...I froze, my grip around her waist became ridged. She moved her
rear a bit I presume not knowing what she was feeling at first, then
stopped...my heart pumping like mad now, then she again began moving her ass slowly
on my cock. I couldn’t tell if she was asleep, half awake and enjoying the
closeness or awake and giving her brother-in-law the cock tease of his life.

Either way, I wasn’t going to let this stop me taking
advantage of the situation, with her grinding movements on my cock still
happening, I slid my hand down her side onto the waist, then I pushed myself
firmly into her, her ass pushed back onto my thrust and I knew then that she
was partially awake. I started to grind
my cock into her from behind looking up to see if my wife was asleep, which she
very much was.

Moving into her back, I kissed her shoulder continuing my grinding;
our movements were now blatantly sexual and not mistaken for just cuddling. Her
arm moved and her hand rested on mine, our fingers wrapped around each others,
she then moved our hands to her PJ’s and then began moving them down her ass. I
couldn’t believe what was happening...her PJ’s moved down her ass revealing her
hot ass in that sexy thong, her knees moved up and she then took her PJ's off!

I was totally freaking out and horney as hell, my wife, her
sister was only inches away from us, her sister was on our bed, with no
trousers on and my cock was rubbing against her ass. She then moved her ass
straight back against my raging hard on and lifted her leg, moving her thong to
the side like an invitation to fuck her.

That was it for me, I moved myself a bit lower on the bed to
position myself behind her and guided my cock to her pussy from behind...the
sudden touch against each other was intense and made us both moan, as I rubbed
against her clit I was amazed at just how wet she was, no, wet wasn’t the word,
she was soaked, flooded...the head of my cock slid effortlessly over her clit
searching and exploring it...this was it...this was the moment I had always
fantasised about for so long, I was about to fuck my sister-in-law and it was
going to be right in front of my wife.

With my final slide against her, I moved the tip of my cock
to her soaking cunt hole, her hand rested on my swollen member and then she
reversed slowly onto my cock. I moaned out as I entered her and pushed all the
way into her, “oh fuck” was all she said, it was the only other thing that had
been said all this time since we started. I held her leg high up and continued
my slow build-up of motion in her. The feeling was so intense, the whole
situation was extremely intense and all I wanted to do was fuck her so hard and
loud, but the slow cautious movements was agony as it was, we both sighed
louder and louder with every thrust, her pussy was so soaked but tight, I could
feel her contracting on my cock as we built up speed, I leaned to her back and
began licking and kissing her, this made her stir more and got me equally as
excited.

I wanted to look at her as we fucked, I knew this was
dangerous as it was, but I was desperate for the missionary position, desperate
to get as deep in her womb as I could. I pulled out of her, our juices soaking
each other, she lowered her leg and for the first time, she looked at me as
said, “where you going?” I replied, “I wanna be on top of you, I wanna see your
face”. She looked scared and looked at her sis, looking back at me she said,
“Ok, but be careful, if she wakes up, there’s no hiding it this way.” At that
moment, I really couldn’t give a shit if she wakes up or not, I was too lost in
the moment, my cock was doing all the thinking and all that mattered was
fucking her.

I slide over and she laid on her back, lifting her knees to
her chest, she then took of her thong, I then slowly moved myself above her
lowering my waist between her legs. She raised her legs and with my cock in
hand, guided it back into her hungry cunt. Pulling out I slammed hard into her
making her moan load, I leaned down to her face and for the first time, our
lips and tongues met, sliding franticly over each others, lust, pure passion
was the moment, our bodies were grinding firmly but not too much to wake her, I
glanced over at my wife to double check and then looked back at my sis-in-law,
she looked as well and smiled deviously at me. The look made my cock twitch
hard and she moaned with the feel.

“Are you close?” she said, “very!” I replied, “me too, we
better be quick, she could wake up”. Our voices were low, but our bodies could
or should have woken anyone up by now.

We began kissing each other passionately, my cock sliding
back n forth in her faster and faster, her pussy tightened with the increase of
speed. My cock became even more swollen and I felt pre-cum beginning to ooze
out of me, she stirred, bucking her hips upwards, “I felt that!” she murmured
during our tonguing session, “bad boy, you trying to cum in me?” she continued,
“mmm yes” is all I said. “I’m so close... cum for me!” Words of magic she said,
I couldn’t take it anymore, I slammed deep into her womb making her gasp, I
pounded her pussy faster and faster, my balls tightened, I was about to cum, pre-cum
was leaking out like mad. I was about to cum in my sister-in-law! “I’m going to
cum” I sighed out...”oh god yes me too” she replied, she leaned her head back,
her hand gripped my waist and then she held her sisters hand with the other! I
freaked, but couldn’t contain myself anymore...”NOW! Cum” I groaned out and
with that exploded a massive think wad of hot spunk deep into her cunt, she
gasped and began to orgasm over my cock, we both were creaming in n over each
other, I pounded hard feeling her pussy grip my cock, my cum spurting over and
over again into her hungry cunt.

After a while our orgasm together slowed down and I laid on
top of her...my cock still twitching and oozing cum into her, though her pussy
was totally flooded and was leaking our love juices out. We kissed softly for a
minute then looked deep into each other’s eyes and smiled, we looked at our bed
partner, and she was still holding hands with and was somehow still asleep
through all that. We looked back at each other and she grinded her waist
against mine...

”Feeling full?” I said with a very cheesy grin. “Very much”
looking deep into my eyes she replied. I leaned down to her ear, licked it and
whispered, “You don’t know how long I’ve wanted to fuck you.”

She kissed my cheek and held me firmly, “Probably as long as
I have wanted you to make love to you” she replied. My wife sighed and moved a
bit on the bed breaking our moment, we kept still until she settled and decided
we better sort ourselves out. I slowly pulled out of her dripping pussy, I
looked down to see a massive soak patch on the bed and our juices dribbling out
of her pussy. I smiled, stood up and helped her get off the bed slowly. We went
into the bathroom, locking the door behind ourselves then kissed and held each
other for a few minutes, our knees were trembling from the intense fuck session
we had just had and then began cleaning ourselves up.

As she was at the sink cleaning her cum filled pussy, I came
in from behind her and slid my tongue down her neck, my hands firmly grasping
her massive double H breasts, she poked her ass out to rub on my cock again and
continued to grind, lick and fondle. She turned around and pushed me up against
the wall kissing each other on the way, she pulled my top off and then kissed
onto my neck and onto my chest, she began licking my nipple and stroking my
cock again, I was already semi hard and didn’t need much persuasion. “I better
check it’s clean before we go back to bed” she said whilst looking up at me
from licking my nipple.

She then continued down my belly to my cock, grabbing hold
of it and then moving her face against it, rubbing it on her cheeks and lips.
“Oh baby” I sighed and with that she took my member into her mouth for the
first time, her tongue slid on the tip and sank all the way to the hilt. I
grabbed her hair as she began sucking my cock; I was hard as hell in seconds of
being in her heavenly mouth and was beginning to fuck her mouth slowly. I
looked down at her and could see she was fingering her pussy...I closed my eyes
as she worked me up to boiling point, I was almost on the verge of cumming and
was so tempted to cum in her mouth, but the thought of filing her up again was
too much and I pulled away from her mouth, pulled her up turning her around and
bent her over to lean on the sink, with one swift move I slammed my cock deep
into her used cunt and fucked her as hard as I could, she moaned loud calling
out my name, telling me to fuck her harder...my balls slammed against her pussy
and I pounded her ass with everything I had. Wet juice sounds became louder and
we were once again soaked. Holding her hips and pulling her back with ever
thrust I moaned I was about to cum again, she out of breath said, “cum baby...make
me cum again”. She was moaning out loud and I slammed into her for the last
time...”OH GOD!” moaning out I said and erupted and hard load of cum into her
hungry cunt...I slammed hard as I spirited and she then came a few moments
later...moaning an aarggh sound and shivered violently. Our bodies came to a
rest again and we were well and truly done.

We once again cleaned ourselves up and then tip-toe back to
bed. She slowly put her trousers back on which were on the floor and passed her
soaking thong to me, “that is for you” and kissed me on the lips. I sniffed
them in front of her and put it in my pocket.

We lay back down onto the bed, my wife had moved completely,
and were somehow still asleep. I knew she slept well when it rained, but this
was insane. We cuddled up to each other, kissed and eventually fell asleep.

The next morning I woke up to find my wife was already up,
my sis-in-law was still asleep, so I kissed her on the face and went to find my
wife. She was downstairs washing up, I went up to her from behind and kissed
her, then bit her ear, and she cringed and kissed me. “How’d you sleep last
night?” I asked, “mmm very well, I think I was heavy asleep, felt like I was
floating.”

I straight away thought that must have been our motion on the
bed she felt and smiled. “I went to the toilet this morning and when I went
back into our bedroom a minute later, there was an odd smell?” she said
puzzled. My eyebrow raised thinking oh shit, our sex smell was still heavily in
the room, “no idea, can’t say I noticed anything.” I replied. “God knows then”,
“it smelt a bit like when we have sex is the only way I can describe it.” She
said, “I must have missed something last night then if that’s the case” I
replied jokingly. “Meh, not me” she said smiling.

I didn’t know how to take that and with that began making
myself a drink. A little while later, my sis-in-law came down, looking fucked,
she looked at me cautiously and smiled, looking up at me. “Wow, bad night?” my
wife said, “kind of” she replied, “well get your ass on the sofa and he will
look after you.” My wife went into the kitchen and began making breakfast. My
sis-in-law came and sat right next to me, peered over her shoulder and kissed
me on the lips, “I enjoyed last night” and smiled, “Did she say anything?” I
told her what she mentioned earlier and she laughed. “Well I guess we have
nothing to worry about then!?” she said grinning deviously. “Nope” I replied
and slid my hand between her thighs, “I’m going to take the day off tomorrow,
mind if I CUM over?” I said winking.

“You can CUM whenever you want!” she replied deviously
again.

“I can’t wait!” I replied.

And with that...began our continuing affair. From that day
onwards, I regularly take days off work to be with her and just have amazing
sex. My wife is none the wiser and we have since had sex in the same bed
sharing with each other.

Thanks for reading.

Hello… I’m Samantha and am a prisoner for eternity… I recently came across a book and was able to record my story in it. If there is anyone out there… please never let the same fate happen to you… run, and never stop running, otherwise you will end up like me…

It was a normal day like any other, my dad was at work, my mom had finished unpacking for the moment and was taking a nap, and my little brother was outside playing around… We had just moved out of Arkansas and were in a small town in Colorado somewhere… My friends threw me a surprise party a couple days before and we all got drunk and had a great time… I know it’s illegal to drink at my age… but it’s alright if I only do it once and for a special occasion… isn’t it?

I still remember that night… there was something on the news about a missing kid somewhere in our town and I was making out with my old boyfriend, Derrick, he was such a nice guy and never pushed me to do anything… but for some reason I think he didn’t mind me leaving…After the party and games and all that, I “thought” I had sobered up and decided to take my friends home since I was the only one with a car and the others had walked over and since it was so late, I didn’t want anything to happen to them with all the thugs and sick freaks out there…

While we were in the car, my friend or as we nicknamed her “Rubber Ducky” because of her squeaky voice, was really serious and kept telling me that I was still not fit to drive, if only I had listened to her and gotten yelled at by my parents for being late, maybe non of this would’ve happened. Down the road, I accidentally went on the sidewalk and heard a thump, thinking that it was probably just a skunk or rock, I kept driving and went back onto the street, acting as though it was an accident since I had been talking with them while driving.

[SoZXXX] (masturbation “scene”)

Anyways, I was starting to feel kinky and since I knew no one would barge in on me, began to undress myself in front of my mirror. I always thought my body wasn’t as great as the school sluts, but personally, I was happy as I didn’t have guys always trying to get in my pants all the time. I slowly and gently placed my hand on my shirt over my left breast and caressed it, knowing I would be plenty horny soon, I took off my clothes as not to get any stains on them. The cool breeze felt great as my nipples hardened immediately.

I made my way to my waterbed, picturing that my boyfriend Derrick was carrying me gently, I seemed to flow over there and flopped down onto it back first, as the waterbed tried to even itself out, it seemed to suck me in slightly, brushing against my nipples, then letting me go free.

My hand slowly made it down to my most precious belonging and I massaged myself, moving my hand up and down, back and forth, feeling my juices start to flow. I felt myself loosen up as I relaxed, and slowly inserted a finger inside of me, gently moving it I and out as I closed my eyes and let my hand do its job. I then inserted another finger inside of my now soaking wet gem and moved slightly faster. I pressed my thumb against my clit and started to apply pressure while moving it in circles, I was quickly going into an orgasm from pure ecstasy.

Suddenly, I felt something that wasn’t my own doing and it felt like someone else had their hand up against me, the hand was slightly rough but smaller then mine and I quickly assumed it was my brothers, opening my eyes with a glare though, I didn’t see anything. I quickly assumed it was my imagination and continued what I was doing…

I felt it again, but this time I was convinced that it was my imagination and continued to play with myself, slowly moving faster and faster, soon I was commanding it. I told it to insert a finger into me, and it did as I said I told it to give me the best fuck ever, and I soon felt four fingers rammed into my pussy as the thumb pressed against my clit with every thrust, I could feel it getting deeper inside me until suddenly it hit my Hymen and I had the best orgasm I had ever had in my life, my juices squirting out in all directions as I quickly picked up the towel to wipe up the mess I had made, I had had the biggest orgasm ever from some strange force of my own will!

I quickly though realized it wasn’t my imagination, and as I looked down, I was horrified as a hand sunk into my bed, seeming to make little gestures with its fingers as if it was waving goodbye…

　

I jumped off my bed when I saw this, and quickly changed into some clothes while going downstairs to find that my mom had woken up and was getting ready to make an early supper.

“Mom, I can’t sleep on the waterbed” I whispered to her

“Why not sweetie?”

“you’ll think I’m crazy if I told you…”

“well, alright then, you don’t have to sleep on it but if you don’t want it, your brother can have it.”

“NO!” I yelled, making my brother in the other room look away from his videogame and cock his head to the side as he gave me a funny look

“Well then, what should we do with it?”

“I want dad to empty out all the water in it…”

“but why?”

“I… I… I think there’s something inside it…”

“well why didn’t you just say so?”

“I don’t know…” I lied, thinking about what had just happened…

“well, I’ll have your father take a look at it when he gets home…”

“thanks mom!” I said as I went outside for a walk, trying to calm myself down as I told myself it was nothing…

　

Later that night after supper, my dad took off the covers and told me there was nothing in there… I started to think that I was crazy and begged him to at least empty it out to be sure. When he did empty it out, there really wasn’t anything on it and he told me that because I was freaking out over nothing, I would have to sleep on the couch while the waterbed was re-filled and heated up.

That night, I had strange dreams about how the hand came out of a wall, and slowly grew bigger and manifested into a body, and finally became Derrick and he was completely naked as he came towards me… suddenly though I felt something cold up against my lips and woke up, only to find that somehow, I had managed to slip off my nightie and had a piece of wood from the detachable broom near my golden bodily treasure.

The next Morning, I got a call from my friend Jen who had been with me the night of the party saying that Derrick had been cheating on me. Soon I was in tears as I went up to my room and got in my waterbed which had heated up over night. I screamed into it “that fucking bastard!” and went about the day mumbling vulgarities relating to him as I walked around the house and did my chores.

When I finally went to bed, I felt the familiar hand brush in-between my legs multiple times from within the bed itself. Even though I thought I knew what it was, I couldn’t care less, and finally out of the anger and irritation of knowing what it was, grabbed the hand and clenched it in my hand to the point where my own hand started to hurt. As soon as I let go, the hand stopped all movement and seemed to disappear as I went to sleep…

While I was asleep I had a strange dream about how I was asked if I wanted Derrick dead… I kept saying yes no matter how many times it said “are you sure?” or “you realize the consequences, correct?” and then suddenly I woke up as I felt a burning feeling on my chest. As I clenched my chest, the burning feeling spread through my whole body and finally stopped at my pussy. Then suddenly everything went black, as I passed out…

The next day, my little brother was going to a sleepover at a kids place. The kid was named Ben or something but I really didn’t care as I had too much on my mind between the dream, my ex boyfriend who had been cheating on me, and the strange hand… Around 6:00 P.M. or so, my parents said they were going out to eat and wouldn’t be back for a few house and I quickly took advantage of the time I had when they left…

As soon as I knew they were out of the driveway and wouldn’t be coming back, I remembered my mom’s saying about how a glass of wine clears the mind and the soul. My parents had never let me drink alcohol because I wanted to but my mom would occasionally let me take a sip of wine from one of her glasses when she poured a glass as she thought it was perfectly fine and she “wanted to refine my taste.”

I poured half a glass of red wine into one of my mothers wine glasses she collects and headed upstairs to start the bath. As soon as the bath was filled I added a bubble solution and sat in the warm water as my body had a fizzy sensation all around it as bubbles started to form…

My nipples started to become hard as I could no longer see my body over all the bubbles and I took a sip of the wine as if I was one of the actresses on T.V. Suddenly my cell phone rang as Jen called me again, I quickly jumped out of the tub, covered in bubbles and answered the phone as I heard sobbing on the other line…

“Jen what’s wrong?”

“Sam… I know… I know that you and Derrick don’t get along after I told you what happened but… but…”

“Jen, what’s the matter?”

“Derrick got in a car accident last night and was hit by a car full of drunken idiots while he was riding his bike home!” She sobbed

I gasped as I thought about the dream that night… had it really been true? No… it was simply coincidence… wasn’t it? “That’s… horrible…” I mumbled as I looked down at the ground which was now soaked form the dripping water…

“well… I have to go… but I wanted to let you know…” she said as she hang up…

I quickly ran over to the tub to get back in as tears started to form on my face and I suddenly tripped, knocking the glass of wine into the tub… “Dammit” I yelled as I made sure I didn’t strain anything…

I started to say shit to myself as I looked around in the tub full of bubbles to a futile attempt to find the wine glass… “if it had gotten damaged, mom will kill me, what’ll I tell her? Ohh mom, I broke your wine glass, no mom, I only had half a glass!” I thought to myself as finally I decided that if I got into the tub, I would probably find it.

As I got into the tub, I was surprised to find it wasn’t even a slight shade of red and soon found the glass by my foot in the tub. As I lifted it up and inspected it, I found that there was a crack in the side running along the length of the glass and automatically knew that I would probably get caught when she saw the glass…

　

[SoZXXX2] (lost virginity)

I held the wine glass up to make sure there was only a crack on it when suddenly Wine fell from the ceiling it looked like and filled the cup and the crack disappeared. I shrugged and thought to myself that I must have been traumatized at the news and went to take a sip from the glass. When I took a large gulp of the wine, I thought to myself that it tasted strange… like… like… I suddenly choked and began to spit out the “wine” and dropped the glass as I realized I had tried to drink blood!

When I dropped that glass into the water, it instantly turned red and I felt as if I was held in place by a force I didn’t know anything about… I suddenly had the urge to look up, and as I did, I saw what appeared to be a child who was 13 or 14, I suddenly took a closer look, and saw droplets of blood coming out of its mouth! With each droplet of blood, I realized that the red water became thicker and thicker until suddenly, I knew inside, I was in a bath tub full of blood…

I screamed to no avail as the child suddenly got into the tub and its true nature became revealed, his skin was rotting and part of his face was drooping as his jaw was crooked. He has a mangled arm and I couldn’t see below his waist, but had a feeling he was completely naked… slowly, the thing seemed to sink deeper then the tub until finally it was face to face with me, I let out another scream as it said in a raspy voice. “You have ruined my life and you killed me, I have granted you your wish, now you owe me your body as payment…”

As I calmed down slightly while listening to him, I saw that he looked exactly like the child in the picture on T.V. and I instantly froze, “m…m, my body?”

“yes”

“No, you can’t control me!” I screamed as I suddenly felt as if the tub was deeper

‘I don’t need to control you…” He said as I could have sworn I saw a smirk appear on his face

Before I could respond though, I felt as if the tub was filled with millions of large worms that were being pulled upwards and my whole body was being massaged and groped by the strange tentacle-like creatures. I let out a slight moan as I felt one seem to twist around my nipple and nibble on it.

Even though my body felt more and more relaxed, and even more kinky then ever before, I knew it was wrong and that this violated all the laws of nature as the strange worms worked their magic… Suddenly I felt one at the entrance to my ass and started to shake my head no and screamed “NO!” as I felt it ram itself up my as if it were shot out of a gun. I felt as if I was going to throw up as the strange worm went deeper and deeper inside my Asshole, never slowing down as if there were no bends or any fecal matter in there… Suddenly I felt it enter my smaller intestine as the undead boy in front of my suddenly approached me.

As I felt the worm suddenly enter my stomach and stop, my tummy seemed to grow wider as if it were growing inside me and I suddenly gained control of my arms again. As I reached behind me to pull it out though, I noticed that the worm was now the size of a baseball and I suddenly felt what at first was another worm come in contact with my treasure that had never been unlocked…

I looked up to see the zombie boy basically face to face with me and he ordered me to kiss him, I immediately said no but as soon as the word came out of my mouth, I felt the Worm suddenly go deeper inside my asshole and grow rigid as it started to bend my insides, I quickly shouted “yes” due to the horrible pain it was causing and it relaxed… I puckered my lips and went to kiss the rotting lips as suddenly, the strange worm entered me and the boy suddenly came extremely close to me as his over-grown nails clawed into my breasts and he kissed me, blood filling my mouth as I started to choke nd scream at the same time…

The pain was horrible as I knew what had just happened and realized that it wasn’t a tentacle that had entered me but the rotting Penis of the young boy… He started to claw harder into my breasts and the pain was so unendurable that I passed out…

　

　

Thank you for reading, I know the sex parts of this story kind of stank but part two is much, much better, I’ll only post part two if enough people want me too though…

I’m male and I am NOT single, so please don’t ask…

 

“Wow, damn” Adriana said shocked “Just when I think I’ve heard it all”. “Do you want to know how I got straight A’s in history?” said Bridget. “You with… no way I can’t believe it he was a jerk he was ugly no not you and him, is it Mr. S in High School or some other grade?” Adriana ingured with haste. “I didn’t fuck anymore teachers for a while. I was having a lot of trouble in my sophomore year and it this part of history was so boring I couldn’t retain anything so I decided to do it.” Bridget continued “It was a couple moths after the first day of school and I was bored and restless with the “BOYS” I wanted a real man by this time and haven’t got to know any because well you know party here party there. I sensed I couldn’t just throw myself at him so it was a slow start. I didn’t get a response for a while. Then I started staying after class and talking with him every day I always had a question and this went on for 2 months. Finally Mr. S decided that since I was having so much trouble that one of his top students would help me. I insisted that he do it and after a little tug of war he agreed. So he set aside lunch hour and told me to meet him in the class with my lunch every Tuesday and Friday. So after the second meeting I started flirting with Mr. S and he would stick to the books slowly every once in a while he inquire about my life and how things where going. With each meeting it was more talk and less studying. He genially was interested by this point and I learned a lot about Mr. S I decided that more body contact was going to happen on our next tutoring. I sat closely next to Mr. S and got comfortable started biting into my lips and leaning over so he could see my cleavage. I moved my leg up against his and he didn’t stop me. I slowly slid my hand to his crotch and still he didn’t stop me. I grabbed his cock and instantly felt it become hard in my hand. Mr S leaned back in is chair with a satisfied moan I continued playing with his hard cock through his pants and watched as he moaned in great pleasure. Mr. S quickly looked at the clock and grabbed both of my hands and stared at me for a moment. “I don’t know how we are supposed to do this you are the only girl that I have ever thought about cheating on my wife with.” Mr.S then stood up and walked over to his desk and sat down with a big sigh. Oh Bridgett my cock is so hard for you and class starts in five minutes. Listen you know that little motel down the street? Meet me there I’ll let you know what room after school.” Bridgett lit another cigarette and concentrated on putting down the lighter on the end table. “Room 10, which was our room he made reservations on the phone drove up, grabbed the key and I met him shortly after. I wasn’t attracted to his mind, his looks, his wallet or even the way he fucked there was one thing that man had I totally was attracted to. His big wide cock. It got so bad all I could think about and daydream about was that big cock sliding in and out of me pleasuring me.” Bridgett swung her head back and licked her lips “Yummy, his cum was sweet like candy just thinking about it makes my pussy wet right now. I am full blown Horney” Bridget then gazed at Adrianna “Have you ever fucked a girl Adrianna?” Bridget took a quick drag off of her cigarette “ I always wondered if it was true if a women could pleasure me more than a man you know” Adrianna agreed “Yeah I’ve wondered that myself sometimes and you’re the only person I will admit that to that’s for sure”

FIN

“Teach them young and they will be a companion for their life”, was what she always told me. After a year or so, I asked her why she never had Bandit fixed. “No way!” was her response. “Castrate a dog and they turn into wimps. I don’t want a wimpy dog! I want something with balls I can control.”

After college, we both stayed around the city taking jobs. Susan was moving up a little quicker than me and needed to go out of town every now and again, asking if I could watch Bandit while she was gone. I would say yes, and bring Bandit to my place. I liked having him with me. When I would go to the park, for a walk, I felt ‘safe’. Alex was never happy when I had Bandit. Bandit was none to fond of Alex.

I was at Susan’s one day and she told me she was moving to Idaho. She had applied for a position in the company. Idaho??? She asked if I could keep Bandit for a few months until she found a place big enough to let him roam. The day came and she left Bandit with me, saying goodbyes to him and me. Alex was OK with the idea of me watching him as Bandit seemed to like him.

Getting used to having Bandit around full time, for more than just a few days, took quite a toll on my social life. When I would go out, those I knew would ask me where I had been hiding and soon all knew I was ‘puppy-sitting’ for Susan. I spent more and more time at home and found the company of Bandit was, for the most part, better that that of my ‘friends’.

I was out walking Bandit in the park, one day, and a girl, a few years older than me walking a Black Lab, came up, introduced herself as Jodi, and started asking me about Bandit. The dogs were doing the usual dog thing, sniffing butts, and I told her I was sitting the dog for a friend while she got settled in another town, how I had known the dog since he was a pup…blah, blah, blah.

“He minds so well”, she said. “I have seen you here before with him. I’ll bet you have to keep a tight leash on him when the girl dogs are around. He’s got quite a set on him. A girl would be happy to have a package like that between her legs.” We talked for a few minutes longer, and went our separate ways Jodi saying maybe we could walk our dogs together in the future. Thinking about what she had said got me a little curious about Bandit’s privates. I had watched him pee and all that, but never thought about dogs having sex. It was one area that Susan had never told me about. Oh…I knew how they did it, but never saw the real thing. Walking back to the house I let Bandit roam in front of when I could and really started to look at his sack.

It WAS huge, I just had never noticed. It hung down 5-6 inches and held two huge balls. When he would turn side-ways to snoop around at something, I could see the sheath that held his dog cock. It seemed the length of my forearm. Well, why not, I thought, big dog made to mate with a big dog equates a big cock. (unlike big guys, by the way) I decided when we got home I was going to check him out and see what was what. My mind was having a tough time with this. I was actually thinking of Bandit in kind of a sexual way.

Home at last. Unleashing Bandit, he went to his favorite spot in the middle of the living room, plopped down on the floor and started to snooze. Dogs can fall asleep at the drop of hat, a quality I found perplexing. Must be the ‘no stress in my life’ thing. Eat, walk, poop. How tough is that! After having a little supper, I went to Bandit, sat next to him and started to pet him. I got him to roll onto his back, rubbing his belly, getting closer to his sheath. As I ran my hand over it he tensed just a bit, but I was talking to him, keeping him calm. It might have been my imagination, but I swear I heard him give a little doggie sigh. Moving my hand back further I took one of his balls in my hand. It filled my palm. I gently squeezed each one, then back up to stroke his sheath. Bandits cock started to emerge from inside, it’s pointed tip a pinkish-red.

His cock continued to grow, blood pumping into it, head rolled to one side, tongue lolling out of his mouth. Even his tongue was big. One hand stroking his sheath, the other softly massaging his balls more cock emerged, big around as my wrist. 7-8-9 inches, fluid starting to run from the end. I realized my pussy was getting wet looking at, playing with this huge thing. It HAD to stop growing at some point, I thought. I moved my hand away from his balls and caught some fluid in my hand, rubbing it along Bandit’s penis, getting it slicker than it already was, my other moving up to join as that was the only way to encompass the whole thing, noticing it was hotter than my hands, keeping his dog dick wet with his pre-come. I stroked until a his full 11-12 inch, bright red cock was outside his sheath.

I couldn’t believe what I was doing!!! I was jacking-off a dog, but I wasn’t able to stop. My pussy was soaking my panties, Bandit’s fluid running from the tip of his huge cock. His haunches jerking with each of my strokes. I leaned down, taking the tip into my mouth, tasting his pre-come. It was salty, but not to. My mind screamed at me, ‘WHAT ARE YOU DOING!!! YOU’RE SUCKING A DOG!!! STOP!!!’ I couldn’t. Taking 3 or 4 inches into my mouth, stroking the rest with my hands, his fluid filling my mouth, me swallowing it down. I looked past my hands and saw a ball forming at the base of his penis. As I pumped Bandits 12 inches, the ball grew bigger, bigger, until it was the size of a big baseball. ‘What the hell was this all about”, I thought.

I took my mouth away from Bandits cock, swallowing (finally, my mind said) still tasting his fluid on my lips, looking closer at this ball. Still stroking with one hand the other moving around his knot. (found out later it was called that) This must be here to keep him from going to deep into his mate. (WOW, was I naïve) I stopped what I was doing, my mind getting a bit of control, stood and left poor Bandit in a state of full excitement. He growled at me as I walked away, I thought ’That has never happened‘. Wet, excited, my pussy flowing, I went to the bedroom and masturbated into an intense orgasm, thinking all time about Bandit’s huge cock. I had NEVER had a guys meat that big in my hands.

Bandit and I spent the next couple weeks out walking in the park. We met Jodi a couple of times and she told me of an off-leash “rover run”. We went there and let the dogs go. It was good for both of them to get to stretch their legs. We got to know each other better and I even spent a night with her, but that’s another story. She would hint around at how big Bandit was , but never really came out and said anything.

Alex had not been around to much lately and I was really starting to get horny, feeling the need to need to get dicked hard. I came home from work one afternoon, got into my robe and popped a rental porn movie in the player (yes, guys, we watch them, also) intent on playing with myself, coming and then heading off to bed. The movie progressed predictably and I wasn’t getting the satisfaction I wanted, but I WAS hot, my pussy wet from my hand. I started to think of Bandit’s big dog meat, it had never been far from my mind since the day I had it in my mouth, pumping a full 12 inch cock, his juice filling my cheeks, swallowing it and that REALLY started my juices flowing. His cock was SO big! As if he could sense what was on my mind, Bandit stood up and walked to me. His snout sniffed once at my pussy and his long tongue snaked out, licking across my soaked fingers, getting a taste of me. That was all it took. His nose pushed my hand away, his long rough tongue replacing it, licking my cunt, running across my clit, each time bringing me closer, diving deep into me to get all of the juice flowing from it. I held his head to me, Bandit licking into me. I looked down and saw his cock growing from his sheath. It FELT SO GOOD! His tongue inside, his nose pressed against my cit, I jerked once, twice, thrice and came, moaning in the release of my body…he didn’t stop, taking me over the edge again. I had never been eaten this deeply. His cock was at full attention. I could see it swinging beneath him. I wanted that huge thing inside me. I pushed his head away from my crotch, grabbed his collar and led him to my bedroom, knowing that he would need the height of the bed to get behind me. I got on the edge if the bed, my ass up, robe up over my hips and called Bandit to me.

He was jumping around a bit, not quite sure what to do. I guess Susan had not taught him this maneuver. I got his front legs up on the bed, his big dick swaying underneath, spraying pre-come at me, my mind reeling, knowing I was going to take this thing inside me. I was going to let a dog fuck me. I was presenting myself to him, wanting his big cock in me. I got back on my knees under him, his haunches searching, his dick hitting everything but where I wanted it. I reached back grabbed that big piece of dog cock and guided it to me. Bandit’s cock tip entered me, the cream from my cunt running down the insides of my legs. I had never been this wet, this wanton. Bandit figured out what was up. His bitch wanted to be mated, and moved forward, DRIVING his cock into me. My head pulled back in pain at the intrusion, his cock reaching a depth inside me I had never felt. Bandit never pulled back, his hips pushing against my ass, the tip of his cock at the entrance of my cervix.

The pain/pleasure of his huge cock stretched my pussy wide, hitting at my womb, the pain was unbearable, the pleasure of being so full, unbelievable, there was no stopping him. I was swooning in the pleasure, his dick pounding me relentlessly. He now knew what he wanted and was not to be denied. I was coming, moaning, screaming, begging him to fuck me harder, HARDER!. He was fucking me as no man could, his 12 inch cock pushing into me, his balls hitting against my clit and lower abs with each push. I was thrusting my ass back onto him, the pain still there, the indescribably great feeling of whole body sex, just a pure, raw, dog fucking, wanting more of that huge cock, not realizing I was about to get more than I bargained for. Bandit moved a little closer into me.

I felt his knot banging against the lips of my cunt, pushing them further apart. I was thinking this was all the further he could go. Again, how naïve of me. I realized he was trying to it get inside. I wanted all of him. He was pushing harder into my full pussy, the tip just inside my cervix, my lips spreading wider, opening wider, wanting that big ball in my cunt. GIVE IT TO ME!!! His knot pushed into my cock ravaged twat, my pussy closed around it, sucking it in, pushing back harder onto it, wanting all he could give me, screaming in both pain and ecstasy. I was his bitch, writhing in orgasm. He was locked with his mate, his big, hard meat inside my womb. FUCKING ME!!! COOOOMING!!! That wonderful, painfully HUGE knot rubbing my G-spot bringing me to orgasm again and again. Bandit fucking into me harder, never pulling away, buried inside me, pounding into my burning hole, his mouth around the back of my neck, biting me, my cunt full of huge dog cock thrusting back onto him, COOOMING!! COOOOOMING!!!FUUCK ME, OHHHH YEEESSSS FUUUUUCK MEEEE HAAAARDER!! Pure, raw, dog sex! I was pushing onto him, my cream running out of me, down my legs, soaking the bedspread. COOOMING!! My whole body shaking with the FUCKING I was receiving. My mind reeled! My orgasms rolled! No love, just hard fucking. FUUUCKING!! This is what I had wanted!

It seemed forever. Fucking me. Fucking my stretched pussy. His cock swelled inside me, his release immanent. I could feel his big, hard pole grow inside me. BIGGER. FUCK ME!!! COME IN ME!!! PULSING INSIDE ME!!! Bandit pushed hard into me. held me against his hips, releasing his hot seed into me, filling me again and again, his sperm unable to escape because of our tie, his HUGE knot, a stopper at the entrance of my clenching cunt, pumping, streaming hard into my womb, a seemingly endless amount of hot dog come filling me, filling me again and again, Bandit’s cock, a fire hose, spraying, COOMING, my lower ab stretching to accommodate the continuous flow. I was shaking in orgasm, pushing back onto that wondrous cock, my cunt milking more come from my mates HUGE dick, my neck in Bandit’s teeth, his spittle running in between my beasts, down my stomach to met the cream in between my shaking legs. Still pushing my ass back into him, never having been SOOO FUUULL, so full!

Minutes passed, Bandit’s streaming come, stopping. I was shaking almost uncontrollably. His instinct took over. He turned around, his ass, unmoving, placed against mine, his bid dog cock still buried inside me. I tried to pull away and couldn’t, Bandit’s knot still locked inside me, my pussy unable to let go of that hard piece of meat, little orgasms running through me. 15 long minutes passed, his knot getting smaller, until finally, with an audible pop, his shrinking knot left my cunt his cock pulled out of me leaving my pussy gaping open, clenching uncontrollably. His hot dog come GUSHED from me, running down my legs to joining the pool of fluid on the spread. I collapsed on the bed, reveling in the complete fucking I had just had. Bandit laying on the floor, licking his receding cock clean of out combined juices. No stress. Eat, walk, poop and now FUCK his wanton bitch.

I had just fucked a dog, willingly. As I lay thinking about what had just transpired, I knew that Alex was going to have fun with us. He had always wanted a bigger cock in his ass and I was going to introduce him to one. I thought, though, Jodi and I were going to have more fun.

Daisy (knotter)

 

Over the next few weeks I noticed she had grown a fascination for dad, for lack of a better word, because every time we were in the same room together the first thing she would do is glance straight at my crotch.

 

A few weeks had passed since the sundeck incident, and  I was having a very quiet and relaxing evening, the girls had been fed and the mess cleaned up,  everyone was all tucked in nice and cozy in their beds, except Laura who was busy working on her latest home Schooling assignment at the kitchen table. I had settled in on the sofa with a good stiff drink and a book. At this point I was actually on my forth stiff drink when Laura came bounding around the corner and did her usual glance at the bulge of my crotch. She was in the middle of the living room and just standing there with an odd look on her face. So I asked, “What’s wrong sweetie?” she didn’t say anything for awhile and then said. “Shortly after I got my first period you and I had a talk about boys and girls and where baby’s come from and a thing called sex.” “You also told me that boys have sperm that are sort of like seeds that grow into babies in mommy’s tummies.”

 

“And you said boys have millions of them that want to get in me and it only takes one, so I shouldn't have sex until I am ready to have a baby.” “Yes Laura that's true, it only takes one sperm to make a baby.” I replied. She almost cut me off with, "But Daddy how do I know what not to do if I don't even know what sex is?" "You talked about it and mentioned it a lot but never really told me what it was" "Will you show me and teach me what it is? So if a boy try’s to do it, I'll know what’s going on?" "Please Daddy Please" "I have been wondering about it a real lot ever since I saw your thing on the sun deck a few weeks ago, what did you call it?, Oh yea a penis"

 

I didn’t know whether to burst out laughing or shit myself, or both. Here is my freckle faced fifteen year old with absolutely no idea what she is asking me to do. Standing there in a short checkered skirt, with a matching jacket over a white blouse, her long blonde hair framing a cute little face was cascading over her shoulders and down her back. She was a perfect picture of pure innocence, and had no idea that she had just asked her own father to bury his manhood in her cute young body.

 

I said "no Laura you’re just too young to even be thinking about this stuff" “if you have finished your homework then why don't you go play with your toys or something and forget about it, it’s past bedtime anyway" And I got up to get myself another drink, hoping that when I returned she would have gone off to play or do something else. But when I got back, she was sitting on the sofa pouting. When she sat down her skirt had hiked up to the point I could see her little pink panties and a sweet feminine bulge. The very thin material had moved in such a way that it molded perfectly into the shape of her young tender lips, leaving nothing at all to the imagination.

 

I stood there and just looked at her for a few minutes, until she again stated "Daddy Please" "Please Daddy" with a little whine in her voice. She was sitting there with her arms crossed tightly across her chest with a pouty look on her face, while at the same time her pretty pink flower was pouting at me from between her slender legs. I was by now getting quite perturbed at both her and myself and said "You have no idea what you’re asking me to do, do you?” “No Daddy I don’t know what I’m asking you to do, but I want to learn what sex is and your not just some boy, you’re my Daddy and will teach me right!” I just stood there silent for a few more minutes looking back and forth between her pudgy pink material covered lips and her angelic little face, and then the most unexpected thing occurred. It must have been all the vodka I had consumed and the fact I had been without for too long, but I suddenly felt things moving around in my balls and they tightened up, and heat was beginning to build in my cock, it was slowly going hard as I stood there looking at my young daughters sweet mound. I should have run out and had myself locked up for even considering what was going on in my mind as my meat continued to harden, but instead, I walked over and sat down beside her.

 

I said “Are you really sure you want to do this sweetie?” she looked me straight in the eyes and said “Yes Daddy I’m really sure” I pondered for a few moments and said “you do know that we will have to take our clothes off and touch each other don’t you ?’

“Umm, that’s ok daddy” she replied “Just teach me, Please”

I lovingly took her in my arms and cuddled with her for a few minutes, then unbuttoned

her blouse, unveiling a pair of sweet perky breasts, not large by any means, but well formed with perky nipples. She emitted a soft cooing sound as I placed them in my mouth, kissing and caressing them until her nipples were good and firm. I then slowly kissed my way down her belly. Reaching inside her skirt I removed her panties exposing the prize. Puffy angelic lips covered in a light dusting of silky blonde hair. I kissed them as if they were her mouth, my tongue probing the inner folds. Targeting her little love button with my mouth I inserted a finger, then two. I tenderly worked her with fingers and tongue until I felt her tense and utter little sounds, then she said “Oh Daddy”

“Oh Daddy something is happening” Her legs straightened and she shuddered, then shuddered again with a loud moan. Then in a soft voice she said “Oh Daddy that felt so wonderful” I replied “That’s called climaxing sweety, or as most people call it cumming” “so daddy just made you cum”

 

 

 

  “Ok sweetie, I have showed you how boys make girls feel good now it’s time to learn how girls make boys feel good” “Ok Daddy, yes you made me feel Really, Really good” she replied. I sat her up and stood in front of her pressing my shaft down so it was pointing right at her lovely face and said “Lick it honey, right there” as I pointed to a glob that had formed at the tip. She did and said “It’s a little salty Daddy but tastes Ok” “ Alright honey now just slide your mouth on it nice and slow” “That’s it” “Good Girl” I took her head gently in my hands and moved her with a slow rhythm sliding my cock in and out of her sweet little mouth. I must have been crazy, here I am standing in front of my almost naked daughter with my raging hard on, while her very stretched mouth was trying really hard to please me, but at this point I was too far gone to care.

 

The pressure at the base of my balls was so immense I needed release, and I needed it now, I said in a very shaky voice “Baby, remember when you had cum and how good it felt? Well, Daddy is about to cum baby, get ready sweetie” Her mouth was so stretched and full with my meat she could only let out a barely audible “uh huh” My eyes just about rolled back in my head as it started to flow, I pulled the beast back to give her room, with only the head in the first wave hit her mouth, she gagged as it filled her and she pulled off . The second wave hit her forehead, The rest all over her chest. She didn’t know to swallow so it squirted out through the corners of her mouth and was running down her chin. While she was coughing and gagging she managed to say “Oh Daddy, I didn’t know that juice would come out of it, did juice come out of me when I did that cum thing?” I replied “When you feel a boy’s penis pulse like that it means he is pumping out his sperm” “Baby Seeds?” “You Gave Me Your Baby Seeds?” “Your Baby Seeds are going to grow in Me Now?” “I’m going to have a Baby??” “No Laura, sperm has to go in there before you could get pregnant and have a Baby” I patted her wet little mound. Your mouth doesn’t count. “Oh Daddy, you scared me” “It’s Ok sweetie your safe with Daddy” She pondered that for a moment then answered “I know Daddy, that is why I asked you to teach me”

 

My cock was now only half hard but my mind was mush, I was lusting after my sweet little girl and no longer feeling guilty, I was going to fuck her come hell or high water.

I pushed her back on the sofa and took her legs in my hands and pulled her forward until only half of her ass was on the couch and placed her heels on my shoulders, which with her size spread her legs wide and put me in a perfect position. I could feel the heat growing back into the beast as its head was now positioned directly on front of her virgin opening. At this point she asked “Daddy what are you going to show me next?” I took some of the lubricant I had quickly retrieved from the bedroom and smeared some on my shaft and a little in her pretty pussy lips. As I gently pressed my manhood inside her silky opening I felt as expected some resistance but the lubrication was working well, I pressed in a few inches and stopped.

Kneeling there with my shaft head inside her I asked “does that feel good sweety?”

She replied “Well, I feel stretched but yes I guess it feels good”

With that I took a deep breath and pushed in past her virginity, she winced and closed her eyes but didn’t utter a sound.  “You are about to learn what it is you asked your Daddy to teach you" I whispered.

 

I was finally past the border and able to now work my magic, I pumped slowly and gently into her belly, her body was so small and slim I could actually see a bulge my cock was making on her tummy, I could see my cock moving around in her, see how deep I was inside of my little girl. I slid in and out nice and slow, only feeding her about half of my nine inches. I kept up a nice slow pace for about 5 minutes giving her sweet pussy time to adjust to my size, once her tiny entrance had stretched enough to accommodate me I began giving her a little bit more on every in stroke. The bulge on her tummy that my cock was creating was almost to her belly button and I still had more to give her.

 

I slowly entered deeper until my balls where tight against her ass cheeks, I could not believe my little Laura had swallowed me whole. While my little princess laid there completely and totally impaled on her Daddy’s Meat, she looked up at me with her huge blue eyes, which were quite dilated. And said “I bet Mommy liked making babies with you Daddy, this feels so good” That nearly put me over the top, I started to pull out for fear I was going to empty my balls in her on the spot but was able to gain control.

Her entrance had stretched enough to accommodate this new form of intrusion, and I was able to slide in and out with greater ease, so I picked up my momentum and started to piston in and out of her, my balls slapping against her backside. Laura started moaning intensively again once I increased my pace, I slowed, looked into her eyes and said in a raspy shaky voice “how are you feeling baby?” she replied “Daddy my tummy feels Really Really full and So So Good” “Are you going to make me cum again Daddy?” I couldn't reply I was overwhelmed with the overall sensation of being buried to the hilt in my princess's silky tight body, the animal in me took over and I again began pounding into her. After a short while she started to whimper and make cute little sounds, then blurted out “Oh Daddy" "Oh daddy it's happening again" "Oh Daddy" "Ohhhhhhhh"

I felt her shudder then go limp like a little rag doll. I continued the blissful pursuit of my little angel’s silky treasure pounding in like there was no tomorrow. I slowed and gave her long and gentle strokes, almost exiting but just leaving the last millimeter of the head inside then slowly back to my balls. Her body tightened again and her legs flexed "Oh Daddy" "Oh Daddy" "I'm going to cum again daddy" "Oh Daddy it feels So Good" "Daddy I'm Cumming" at that point I whispered "Me Too baby" "Me too"

 

I could feel the pressure in my scrotum building and the release getting closer while my conscience was screaming at me to pull out, but that carnal animal urge was preventing me, I was desperately struggling with the two emotions when  it started. Deep from the center of the earth, it flowed through my balls on up, a white hot lava that could not, would not, be halted, I reached up and put my hands under her shoulders and pulled her onto me, sinking as deep as I could into her shuddering young body, my sweet tender princess moaning as I brainlessly let my balls do the job they were designed for, and injected wave after wave of my life giving fluid into her awaiting garden. I held her tightly on me until they were completely emptied, both of us spent we just laid together as our minds and bodies came back to reality. She had this sweet dreamy expression on her face as she cuddled with me. After a few minutes of silence Laura uttered in a panicked voice "Daddy, I felt your penis pulsating inside me did that mean you put millions of baby seeds in me like it did in my mouth? is that what you just did? I’m going to grow your baby inside me now?" 

 

As I pulled out of her sweet tender body I looked down and her pussy was splayed open like an invisible penis was still inside her, traces of my cum and her juices were slowly leaking out and running down between the cheeks of her backside. I had to tell her the truth, I said “Yes princess, daddy just put a lot of his sperm inside you, I’m sorry honey but you just felt so good I didn’t want it to end” it was then I heard an odd noise and looked over at the door to the living room, standing there was my 13 yr old daughter Kerri, her eyes as wide as saucers and her hand over her gaping mouth. Not only had I just drained a boatload of semen deep in my daughter’s unprotected baby maker, but my thirteen year old had just watched me do it.

 

 

Kerri Just stood there like a statue looking at us for what seemed like a lifetime, I finally broke the silence with the only thing I could think of “How long have you been standing there sweetie’ What came next told me she had watched most of the performance. Kerri asked “Laura what is it like when Daddy makes you cum?” “Daddy will you please make me cum too?” “That looked like a lot of fun” I was flabbergasted and came back with the only words that made sense. “Not now princess daddy is really tired and it is past everyone’s bedtime” Laura was now standing, took her clothes kissed me on the cheek and headed for her room with Kerri in hot pursuit. I made another drink, while thinking long and hard about the evening that just took place. Now it was a waiting game, to see if she missed her period. What was I going to do if she gets pregnant with her fathers child.

As we were waiting for Katie to wake up, Becky sat next to me and gave me a shy little look, smiling nervously. I recognized that look from Katie. She wanted to ask me something. So I beat her to the punch.

"What is it, Becky? You know, I kind of like the name 'Little Orange Person'. I might just keep calling you that."

'I kind of like it too. That would be ok. Um... I don't know if you noticed or not, but when I released the block on the information in your mind I... kind of... left some of that orange stuff behind. I can remove it if you want," she went on hurriedly.

"I kind of like it there. It doesn't bother me. It makes me feel close to you."

She beamed like a million suns. "I like it there, too! Um... because I don't have anyone's mind to share right now... since Amy is in Katie's and I might be able to put two in one but I don't know yet... you could... um... be in mine too if you wanted," she whispered in a tiny little voice. She looked at me nervously.

I realized how much it cost her to say that. The fear of rejection to her for something so intense and personal must be great. I was stunned at the... enormity of what she was offering me.

"Becky, I would be so honored! I am not worthy of such an offer. Are you sure, honey? And what would Katie think? And could you do it?"

I could see her heave a sigh of great relief. "I think I could do it. You might have to learn to use it. I don't think Katie would mind. I don't think we could undo what she did with Amy anyway. And I might be able to be in yours and Katie's too. With nothing to do for a year but think, I have a lot of ideas. Oh, yeah, I would love to do it! I love you, you know," she proclaimed seriously.

"I love you too, sweetheart. I have always wanted to meet you. You can go ahead and try. But first, I think you need to spend some time with Katie."

Katie was beginning to stir. I sent everyone out of the room except Becky and me, and I had Becky sit over on the other side of the room, out of sight, until Katie had recovered. Katie opened her eyes, saw me, and threw her arms around me in a death grip, crying. I held her, rubbed her back, whispered sweet nothings in her ear. She finally looked at me with big, scared eyes.

"Daddy? Is Becky really back? How can that be? I felt her die. I saw them carry out her body. Did I have a dream? Am I going crazy, Daddy?" She sounded almost hysterical. Becky couldn't take it anymore. She ran over to her, kneeling down by her side, and threw herself into Katie's arms. They hugged and cried for quite awhile. Then Katie pulled away, a puzzled look on her face.

"I can't feel you. Why can't I feel you in my mind?" Katie looked worried and a little scared.

"I know. They blocked me from sending to you. That's partly how they were able to make you think I died. I need your help to reverse that. I can't do it, but I can tell you how." Becky hugged Katie again. I felt like an intruder.

"We are going to leave you two alone for awhile. Take all the time you need to get reacquainted. We will talk to you later, Becky." I don't think they even heard me. I left the room, closing the door softly, and told everyone to leave them alone until they came out. Then I went to my room to check on Victoria.

I talked to the doctor. He was ready to reverse the drug-induced unconsciousness she was in. I told him to wait a little bit, there were some things I needed to do first. Then I talked to Captain Jensen. I told him I wanted all signs gone immediately that I was anything but a medical professional. Victoria did not know about this part of my life and I didn't want another shock to greet her. Naturally, he protested, not wanting to leave us unguarded, but finally agreed that it would be done immediately. I had no doubts that he would figure out a way to satisfy both requirements. Besides, with Amy around, how much danger could we be in, anyway? I wondered how much of Amy's ability the others might possess in an emergency.

I went back to my room to find the doctor administering the antidote to the medicine he had her on. He said it would take only a few minutes. I asked him to leave so it was just Victoria and me. He didn't like that idea. I was making everyone unhappy today. Except Becky. My one success. But, being the boss, I got my way. RHIP. Sometimes. Not often with teenage girls! I saw Victoria's eyes start to flutter open. That's about when I began to realize that maybe I should have listened to the doctor. I was sitting on the bed, holding her hand, when I heard her scream.

"No! Leave me alone! No more!" I just started to react, to assure her she was ok, when she jerked her hand back, and the next thing I knew I had hit the wall and was sliding down to the floor. Wow, that hurt! I saw Victoria advancing towards me. I could tell by the look in her eyes she had no idea who I was. I remained very calm. I would not defend myself; I would not hurt her. If I was going to die, I could think of worse ways than at Victoria's hands. I watched in fascination as she started to hit me again. Then I saw a blur of movement, and her hand was held fast by a small hand. I hadn't seen that kind of strength since... Amy! She had grabbed Victoria's hand, and then she stepped between us.

"Let me go! I'll kill them!" Victoria screamed. She tried to pull her hand back, but it might as well have been set in concrete. Amy answered her calmly.

"No, Mom. I will not let you hit Dad again. Don't make me hurt you." Amy might have been discussing the weather, she was so quiet and calm. I found that even scarier than if she had yelled. I heard her call out to Katie in her mind to get the doctor in here, now, but to keep everyone else out.

About that time, I saw Victoria's eyes clear. She looked at Amy in amazement, and then she looked at me on the floor in horror.

"Oh Patrick, I'm so sorry! I didn't know it was you! Oh God, what have I done?" She dissolved into a puddle of tears as Amy gently led her back over to the bed, sitting her down. I thought about helping her, but the pain I felt in my chest when I started to move convinced me that was not a good idea. When the doctor came in, he started towards Victoria, but Amy curtly told him to check me out first.

He determined there was not that much wrong with me, just a couple of bruised ribs and some aggravation of the gunshot wound that had not completely healed from before. I had always known that living with my girls was interesting, but lately, it was getting dangerous.

I went over and sat next to Victoria. Amy had been holding her as she cried. I reached out to put my arm around her, to comfort her. I was surprised when she flinched and drew away from me. Amy's eyes widened a little in surprise. Victoria had never done that before. We talked for a while, just the three of us. Victoria seemed her old self mostly, but she showed no interest in talking about what had happened to her. I figured she didn't want to talk in front of Amy.

Later that day, we all got together to hear Becky's story. We were all interested in knowing how a dead person was standing in front of us.

"Well, most of what Katie told you is what happened. After our father attacked me, I lost consciousness. When I awoke, the house was on fire. That's when I contacted Katie and she called the fire department. I lost consciousness again. Later, I woke up in the room where you found me. By overhearing conversations, I deduced that the fire was set deliberately and after I lost consciousness, another body was substituted for mine and I was removed from the scene. The interruption of contact between Katie and me was from a combination of loss of consciousness and something they did to interrupt the contact from my end. That is why I was out of contact for so long — I was unable to establish contact. That's all I know. I don't know why I was taken. I think it might have something to do with trying to get a particular someone to come and rescue me, by things I overheard. But they seemed to be waiting for something else to happen first. I don't know what.

Of course, we all had a million questions, most of which she could not answer. I noticed after a while that Amy had disappeared. I went looking for her. The door to her room was closed, so I knocked. When I didn't hear an answer, and I couldn't find her anywhere else, I opened the door, to find her lying on her bed, crying. I went in and sat beside her, asking her what was the matter.

"I'm glad Becky is back, I really am. But what's going to happen to me now? Katie doesn't need me anymore. She has her Becky back. I'm going to be all alone again. I don't think I can take it again, Daddy. I've gotten to love Katie so much, and I really do want what makes her happy, but I don't want to be all alone again!" Amy started crying again.

"Amy, there is no way Katie is going to just dump you. You know better than that. She loves you as much as you love her. I don't believe Becky would let her do it, either. Calm down, sweetheart. I will talk to them. But you know Katie better than that."

"I know, Daddy. I'm just being stupid. I guess just too much going on at the same time. I can't be superwoman all the time. I just get terrified when I think of being alone again, like I was before," she sighed. I kissed her, gave her a hug, and then tickled her until she begged me to stop, giggling hysterically.

I went back to Katie's room, to find Katie and Becky talking quietly, snuggling together.

"Hi girls. We have a small problem I need your help with," I greeted them. Becky was ecstatic. It made her feel like family to be asked to help. "It seems we have a hysterical young lady on our hands. Amy is convinced that with Becky back that she is going to be out of the picture with you, Katie, and is going to be all alone again." Katie looked at me in horror. Becky looked shocked.

"I would never do that!" Katie gasped. "I love Amy. Why would I ditch her? Besides, I don't think I even could remove her, but I wouldn't want to anyway. I know what it is like to be alone that way. I don't know how Becky has survived."

"I would never allow that to happen, Mr. Phillips," Becky stated flatly. "Even if Katie wanted to do that, which she never would, I would leave first. As for surviving, I am working on alternatives. Maybe three hooking in at once. Or another interesting alternative that I won't mention until I know it might work." She beamed at me.

"Would you two please talk to Amy? She gets frantic every time she thinks she might be alone again. Reassure her," I asked them. Later that night, Becky found me downstairs alone and explained what would be involved with hooking in with me. We decided to try it. After a few minutes of her concentrating, suddenly I felt my mind overflowing with warm, loving feelings. I was filled with orange tendrils everywhere.

"Oops!" Becky giggled. "Got a little carried away there! Let me take some back, and build a set spot for them in your mind so they're not just running around everywhere being a nuisance. There. How's that?" she asked. I didn't know what it was supposed to be like, but it was fine with me. She had a sweet, wonderful little mind that I just fell in love with right away. No wonder Katie was so distressed when Becky 'died'!

That night, when we went to bed, Victoria wore clothes to bed for the first time ever. She crawled into bed on the opposite side. When I tried to cuddle, she said she was sorry, but she just didn't feel like it tonight. I asked her what was the matter. She started crying, but wouldn't let me hold her.

"I guess there just isn't any way I can talk my way out of this one. You're not going to believe this was a car accident, are you?" She smiled faintly.

"Victoria, it's ok. You don't have to lie. I have known what you do for a living for over two years. I have known exactly whom you work for and exactly what your job is for over a year. You don't have to lie. I know you can't talk about it. I am concerned about what happened to you this time. I'm concerned about why you don't want me to touch you. Have I done something wrong?"

"Oh, no, Patrick, you have always been great to me! I love you so much. But they did an awful lot of bad things to me, and forced me to do a lot of awful things. I don't deserve you. I just need some time. I just can't tell you about it." She started crying again. She wouldn't let me hold her. She seemed so uncomfortable with me in the bed with her that I went into the basement and slept on the couch.

Over the next month, things really got bad between the two of us. Victoria used every excuse she could to go on trips, even when she didn't have to. I figured something was up the second time her boss called to send her on a trip and she wasn't home. She was supposedly already on one. When she was home, she moved into the spare bedroom and started sleeping in there. There was some underlying tension between Amy and her. No fights, just not as warm and friendly as they had always been. She refused to talk to me about anything important. She started picking fights with me on stupid little things. The similarities between the way she was acting and the way Cindi had acted after her rape was not lost on me. I refused to be sucked into the fights. I tried to be as sweet as I could, and told her every chance I could that I loved her. A few nights when she was home, I could swear she came home late at night drunk. To top it all off, I started having nightmares. They didn't have anything to do with her, but it was just another thing piled on top of me. I started dreaming about Julie, a six-year-old girl I had known when I was fourteen. She had been killed one night when I had failed to protect her as I told her I always would. I had not thought about her for years. Victoria had gotten me over that. But now, I was having very realistic nightmares where Julie was begging me to help her. Except she wasn't six years old, but she was twenty-nine years old, the age she currently would be. It was exhausting, as I was getting very little sleep. It all came to a head one night about six weeks after Victoria's rescue.

The girls were gone on a sleepover at Rebecca's house. I think it was a plan to give Victoria and me the house alone together to patch things up. Teenagers can be so naïve sometimes. They had all seen things were going downhill fast and were concerned. About ten o'clock that night, Victoria came up to me and said she wanted to talk. I was hoping she was finally going to open up to me. She did. Both barrels.

"Patrick, I think it's time I left," she said, without preamble. Stupid me, I didn't understand.

"Ok. When's your flight, and when do you think you'll be back?"

She sighed. "No, I mean I'm moving out. I have arranged to stay with a girl at work. She's picking me up in a little while." At least I can say she looked really upset about it. I was shocked. I felt cold all over, and a little dizzy. I closed my eyes. I felt like I was going to faint. I must have looked pretty bad, because Victoria looked concerned. "Are you ok?" She asked.

"Oh, sure, Vickie, I'm fine. Why wouldn't I be? Just because the love of my life is shit canning our marriage and walking out on me? Shit, who wouldn't be fine with that?" I said bitterly. I could honestly say it was the first time I had ever really been mad at her. Plus, I was sacred to death. I knew I was reacting inappropriately, but I didn't know what to do. I felt like I had been kicked in the chest. I didn't know how to deal with this. The one constant I had always had was that Victoria loved me, that she would always be there in our marriage.

"What marriage?" She asked softly. "We haven't been married for 6 weeks now. I am no good to you. I can't let you touch me. All I do is hurt you. I hear you crying at night. Why do you think I moved into the spare bedroom? I couldn't stand lying next to you, knowing you were dying to touch me and I couldn't stand the thought. It's not you; it's me. I don't deserve you. I have destroyed our marriage with my lies and the awful things I have done, and I just can't stay around and watch you suffer. I'm sorry," she said softly.

"You would rather just walk out and end the whole thing than talk to me and work it out? What sense does that make? You know there is nothing you could have done that is so bad that I would stop loving you. Why can't you talk to me?" I asked desperately. I knew if she walked out, it would be over. I had to try to stop it. Separating to work it out never worked.

"I can't! Can't you understand that? I know you love me and you always will, no matter what. But I don't love me anymore. I want you to just remember me and what we had together as it was, not as it will be if I talk to you, if I stay around hurting you all the time. Things could never be the same again for us, no matter what you think. I am not the same person. I have let you down and betrayed you and I could never forget or forgive myself for that, even if you could. I deserve to be miserable and miss you for the rest of my life, and you deserve to be free to find someone better." How could she be so calm about this when I was dying?

"What about the girls?"

"They should stay with you. I can't give them the life they need. I will see them as often as I can."

"Victoria... is there someone else?" My heart was in my throat, waiting for her answer. I finally broke through to her, as she started crying.

"Oh, God, no, there could never be anyone else, Patrick! This is about me not being good enough for you, not finding someone better than you. There will never be anyone else. I am leaving here to spend the rest of my life alone. It's what I deserve."

I didn't know what to say. She walked out of the room, picked up the suitcase she had packed, and walked out the door. I went into the den, got out a bottle of some type of alcohol; I didn't even look to see what it was, and started drinking. The girls found me, passed out on the couch, at 2:00 AM when they came home. Becky had been concerned because she couldn't feel me in her mind anymore. No one knew that happened when you got drunk enough.

The next thing I knew, I was in the shower with Amy. Déjà vu. This was about as much fun as the last time, but in reverse. She was not in a very good mood. She woke me up with a cold shower, threw me out of the shower, and told me to be dried off and in the kitchen in five minutes, or she was coming to get me. She said I really didn't want her to come and get me. When I got into the kitchen, she gave me a big cup of coffee to drink. I told her I didn't like coffee. She told me to drink it or wear it. She wasn't kidding. I took the cup and went into the basement, where I poured it down the sink. Then I threw the cup against the wall. I was tired of pushy females running my life, and then walking out whenever they decided. Yeah, I know. Shows what type of mood I was in that I would even consider taking on Amy like that. I didn't even wonder if I would survive. I didn't really care. She looked so much like Victoria, I hated her right then just for that.

Amy came looking for me a few minutes later. I saw her look at the coffee cup in pieces on the floor, and then she came over and sat next to me.

"What happened? Did you drop the cup? I can get you some more," she said softly.

"Go ahead. And drink it yourself. I'm not drinking that shit. If you don't like it, then you can just fuck off. Get the hell out of here and leave me alone. When I want your help, I'll ask for it. And don't hold your breath. And don't send those other two down here to sweet talk me either. Go back to your sleepover. I'd like some peace and quiet for a change," I snarled.

Amy's eyes opened wide in shock for a minute. I don't think anyone had ever talked to her like that. Then she tilted her head to the side and looked at me, a look of understanding and sadness in her eyes.

"Where's Mom?" she asked softly.

"Who gives a fuck? I don't. You want her, go find her."

"Are you ok?" Amy asked, voice full of concern.

"Am I ok? Let's see. My oldest daughter is dead, murdered. My youngest daughter should be dead, twice over. But that's ok, she's alive. I have turned her into a killer, but she's alive. But for a miracle, I should be dead. My wife is almost killed, raped repeatedly, won't talk to me or even let me touch her, but what the hell, isn't that the way marriages are supposed to be, after 15 years? Especially after you risk your life and the life of your favorite daughter just to rescue her? I am having nightmares every night about a person who has been dead for years, and I can't sleep. Oh, but I forgot, about the marriage, it isn't a marriage anymore, because she left me tonight. Why the FUCK wouldn't I be ok, Amy?" I knew I was being a sniveling ass, but I just didn't care. I guess I knew Amy would love me, no matter what I said to her.

"Mom left you?" She asked quietly. She was suddenly very still and quiet. I had the fleeting thought that it was a good thing Victoria wasn't here. "I'm so sorry, Daddy."

Just then, Katie and Becky walked into the room. Probably calling for reinforcements with their freaky mind thing. I got even madder.

"Get the hell out of here, all of you! Get out! And stay out of my mind, too!" My warm and cuddly nature was showing through. They just stood there, looking at me, sad and hurt looks on their faces. I threw a couch pillow at them. I was really being mature. Then I just couldn't take it anymore. I was drunk, and too emotional. I started crying. They all ran over to me and started hugging me. I didn't care anymore. I just sobbed. They half carried me to bed, undressed me, and tucked me in. By the time I hit the bed, I was asleep. Either none of them slept with me that night, or they were already up when I woke up the next day. I know I wouldn't have wanted to sleep with me that night, if I were they.

As soon as I woke up, I knew something was seriously wrong. Then, it dawned on me. I felt it. I was such a fool. I had hurt somebody very sweet very seriously, just because I was so wrapped up in my own misery. I dressed as fast as I could, and ran downstairs. Amy was in the kitchen, making breakfast. I rushed into the room. She looked at me, concern and sadness in her eyes.

"Where is Becky?" I asked, devastated at what I had done to her. I could feel the orange tendrils were no longer in my mind. I had to fix this now.

"She's down in the basement. She seems really upset about something. Is that because of you? You are treading on thin ice with all of us if you hurt Becky, mister!" Amy said it half jokingly, but her eyes said she was concerned and she was only half joking.

I ran downstairs. Becky was sitting on the couch, knees up to her chin, arms wrapped around her legs, crying. I felt like crap. As if this sweet little girl had not gone through enough crap already, I had to heap some more on her. There was no excuse, even if I was upset. I knelt down in front of her, and lifted her head. I wiped her tears away, and held her close. She would have had every right to pull away from me, but she hugged me fiercely, as if I was going to disappear.

"Becky," I said softly, pain and embarrassment in my voice, "I am so sorry! I was upset and drunk. That is no excuse. Please forgive me. Please put your orange pieces back in my mind. I did not mean it that way. I would never be upset about you being there. Please."

She sobbed on my shoulder. "You said you wanted me there, and you wanted to be with me. You said! Why did you yell at me to stay out of your mind? That wasn't nice! I don't have to be there. It was just an idea. If you didn't want me to be there, all you had to do was tell me. I don't even have to live here. I can go away. I've been by myself for over a year; I can do it some more. You said you loved me. Why do you hate me now?" She sobbed uncontrollably. I saw Katie look in and give me a really dirty look for making her sister cry. She looked like she was going to come in, but Amy grabbed her and yanked her back out of the room. I felt awful. If I kept this up, I wasn't going to have any family left that wanted to talk to me.

"Becky, I don't know what to say. I did not mean it that way. I didn't know what I was saying. I love you. You are my 'Little Orange Person'. You saved my life. How could I hate you? Men are stupid that way; sometimes we say things that we have no idea how they are going to be taken. Please forgive me, sweetheart. Please come back into my mind." I kissed her, as passionately as I could. I had never really given her a real kiss before. Her eyes opened in surprise, and then she wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me back. She was inexperienced, but man, did she make up for it with desire!

"Do you really want me back in there?" She whispered haltingly. "You don't have to. I know it's difficult for someone who hasn't been used to it all his or her lives. I don't want to invade your privacy. Course, that's assuming I can do it. The little orange things are really mad at me for pulling them out. They haven't talked to me all morning!" She giggled. Was she serious?

"I really do, sweetheart. I miss you already." Since she had already done it once, it took only a short time to do it again. I felt the now familiar wash of love, as the tendrils scampered happily to their now appointed place. I felt at peace again. Well, almost. I sat down, and lifted Becky up on my lap. Then I kissed her. Really kissed her. Poor little virginal Becky (rape doesn't count). Never been kissed before, except by me a few minutes ago. By the time I was done kissing her, she could hardly breathe. She held me tight, trembling all over. Then she whispered in my ear.

"Are you going to make love to me?"

"Someday soon, Pretty Orange Person. Do you want me to?" I asked.

"Oh please! Don't tease me. Please!"

"Teasing is half the fun, silly." I started tickling her. Pretty soon, her shrieks had the other two peeking around the corner. When they saw that all was well and we were having fun, they all ran in and piled on. For a little while, all three of them made me forget my sadness.

That night, I went to bed by myself. Two nights in a row. I could understand last night, but I was starting to get lonely. It was odd. Victoria was seldom around. She hadn't even been gone as long as usual yet, but I missed her so much. I guess it was just knowing that she wasn't going to be around anymore that hurt. I was having a good cry when I felt the bed move. I wondered which one was coming to me. I turned around and got a surprise. All three had climbed into the bed!

"Are you girls planning on killing me tonight, or what?" I asked, teasing them. They were serious when they replied.

"Daddy," Amy whispered, "tonight is for you and Becky. We are here for moral support. And maybe a few crumbs afterwards," she giggled. I looked at Becky. She looked scared and excited. Her only other experience at this had not been good.

"Do you want to do this, Becky?" I asked. "This is your decision. Don't let anyone else decide for you. I love you, sweetie, I have you up here," I tapped my head, "and I don't need you anywhere else if you don't want to." I stroked her cheek softly as I spoke to her, and shivered as she softly rubbed her cheek against me.

"I want you, Da... Patrick. So much. I love you. The girls have told me how wonderful you are. I need that special feeling. I want to know what it feels like to be loved. Besides, no one here as made love to someone they are linked with. I want to see what it is like." Amy and Katie looked surprised. I don't think they knew we were linked. They grinned, and giggled, whispering to themselves. I couldn't hear all of it, but it sounded like bets on the odds of me surviving!

As I snuggled with Becky, I reflected on the last few months. As little as six months ago, the idea of being in bed with teenage girls for anything other than father-daughter snuggling was unknown to me. Now, I was snuggling with my daughters, but it was often so much more. The funny thing was, it was still father-daughter snuggling. Just with benefits. If they had decided tomorrow it would be nothing more, I don't think I would even protest. Sex with them was just a way to snuggle even closer. It was a result of love, not a reason for love.

The girls had all come in still dressed. Amy and Katie still remembered how much fun the undressing was. I kissed Becky, long and passionately, starting to slowly unbutton her blouse at the same time. Each time I unbuttoned a button, she gasped in my mouth and shivered all over. This was one excited little girl! When I finally undid the last button and pulled her blouse all the way opened, she shuddered all over and gave a little cry in my mouth. Had pretty, innocent little Becky just had her first little orgasm? I didn't doubt it. She was Katie's sister, after all, and I knew how hot Katie was. I started kissing her neck, her throat. She ran her fingers through my hair, and then held my head close to her. She gasped and cried out as I sucked her nipple into my mouth. I licked it, sucked it, while playing and squeezing the other one. She was flushed all the way down to her chest.

I couldn't help teasing her a little. I stopped, and moved up, holding her close. I heard her whimper softly in frustration. I whispered in her ear.

"Do you want me to go on, sweetheart? I wouldn't want to do anything you didn't want me to."

She was suddenly kissing me everywhere. My lips, face, neck, everywhere she could reach.

"Please! Please take me! Help me forget what it was like. Please make it good for me. Please love me! Help me, and let me help you forget your pain."

The love and sympathy washed over me. I couldn't believe it. Little Becky was worried about me! Wanted to make it good for me! Everyone was right. She was so sweet. I decided right then that everything really would be all for her tonight. She had already given me everything I needed tonight.

Amy and Katie were lying on either side of Becky. They were holding her, kissing her cheeks softly, whispering in her ear. There was nothing sexual about their cuddling or kissing each other, just the signs of affection I had seen my little angels do everyday, but I had seldom seen anything so hot. Amy and Katie looked at me and smiled sweetly, their eyes filled with desire, and with thanks for what I was doing for their sister.

I ran my hands down her sides softly, tickling her in the process. She shivered as I softly touched her, caught between being tickled and being aroused. Being aroused won out. I ran my hands softly, gently, slowly over her flat little stomach, caressing it and feeling it tremble each time I touched it. She was whimpering and crying out almost constantly now.

When I slipped my hand inside her shorts, inside her panties, I could feel her, Amy and Katie all jerk at once. They remembered how hot that was. Becky couldn't take it anymore, and she reached down to undo her shorts. I took her cute little hand and moved it up to my mouth, kissing it. I smiled at Amy and Katie, and they both reached down and started unbuttoning her shorts. Becky's eyes opened real wide in surprise and confusion, as they lifted her little butt and slipped her shorts and panties off. She looked at me, confused and scared. I whispered in her ear, comforting her.

"It's ok, Becky, they won't hurt you. They don't get into girls. They just want to help a little, make it good for you, and relive their first time. They won't touch you down there." She relaxed visible, and kissed me, a hot, smoldering kiss.

I started kissing my way down her body. She was trembling all over now. When I spread her legs apart and moved my head between her legs, she put her hands on my head and held me.

"What are you doing?" She asked, her voice trembling. "That's dirty and gross. You can't like that!" Before I could answer, Amy and Katie jumped in.

"Let him do it. You will love it. We promise!" They both assured her. They gently removed her hands from my head and lovingly held them, caressing and kissing them. I tried something new. I let my green surround her orange, and caressed her. Her eyes flew open in surprise and amazement, and then she smiled softly at me, and spread her legs more for me. I could feel her nervousness still.

"If you don't like it, I promise I'll stop," I reassured her. She smiled trustingly at me. Knowing what would happen, Katie kissed her just as I licked her little pussy and clit for the first time. She screamed into Katie's mouth. As I sucked her clit into my mouth for the first time, she screamed again, and started thrashing all over, shaking violently. Then she stiffened her whole body, cried out again, and passed out.

I was stunned at her reaction. I felt her completely short circuit in her mind. She cried out my name in her mind just before she fainted. If this was her reaction this early, this was going to be a very interesting night! Amy and Katie held her, looking at me in shock, as I gently licked her thighs and pussy, slowly and softly, feeling her jerk each time I touched her.

It took her quite a while to revive. When she finally came to, she threw her arms around my neck and dissolved into tears, holding me close. I could feel these were happy tears, but I could also feel something else. She had sampled my mind, and felt how much I wished this was Victoria, how much I missed her. She was crying out of intense emotion, but also in sympathy for me. I had tried to hide that emotion, but I couldn't hide from my Little Orange Person. I knew she understood completely, and loved me for always keeping Victoria first. She kissed away tears, tears I didn't even know I had been crying, and whispered to me that it was all right. Then she guided my cock to her pussy, and guided me right in, raising her hips to help me penetrate when I tried to go slow for her. She wrapped her arms and legs around me, and then did something I didn't expect, something I would never forget. All the time I stroked slowly in and out of her, she played scenes of my most intimate, wonderful sex with Victoria in my mind. Oh, how I loved this girl! It was always for someone else, never for her. When I came inside her, as she came with me, I passed out this time.

When I finally revived, I had three of the prettiest girls in the world cuddling with me. Becky was lying on top of me, with Amy and Katie snuggled as close as they could get. All three were kissing me everywhere they could reach. Amy and Katie had stunned looks on their faces. Amy expressed it for all of us.

"That was the hottest thing I have ever seen, Dad." She looked at Becky, her eyes filled with love. "Thank you!" she said. Becky smiled sweetly, blushing all over. We all fell asleep, snuggled together. I slept the whole night through, the first good night of sleep I'd had in six weeks.

I went to sit on my step dads lap he hesitated for a minute and inquired what I was doing but it didn't last I could feel his hard cock on my thigh ooh dad. I want you to teach me how to be great fucks I want tell a soul. I could see he wanted to but he asked me is I was sure anyway. Yes I am sure.

I always wanted this I must be dreaming he said as I got on my knees and pulled down his shorts. Oh sweet fuck he moaned as I slowly deep throated all I could stand of his cock down my little throat. Am I good daddy? I inquired oh yah baby your good. Suck it harder honey. He instructed me through it all and told me to pay attention to his balls. I didn't like that part at first but it started to really get me wet my panties where drenched.

I got to try your tight little pussy and he picked me up and carried me to the bedroom. He laid me down while whispering you’re so hot slowly he played with my pussy rubbing the head of his cock on my clit and down to my little hole. Slowly he pushed it in it was tight my step dad was much bigger then what I was use to. Slowly with each gentle thrust he sank into me I could feel my pussy contract and fight his cock slowly I relaxed and took all of his cock into me. Oh finally I have in me I moaned. That’s sooo good daddy. I felt so good to see him want me like that. So sexual a bomb could hit him on his head and he wouldn't have noticed. His hands where big and rugged grabbing at my little waist. I watched as he pushed and pulled his cock in and out of my little pussy I knew it would soon be over. I was tingling from head to toe oh daddy I cried cum in my little pussy show me how much you like it. His throbbing cock unloaded warm cum deep inside of me I loved how it felt. I gazed up at my step dad and with a sigh of relief "Yummy".

"WOW I don't think I could ever do that" "I can't believe it; well your dad is hot. I could do your dad" I said in awe.

You know how I was babysitting that kid across the street when I was 13? Bridget inquired. "Yeah, I said knowing she was going to tell me another story"

"Well" Bridget said slightly. The boys father was hot he had this dorkey little wife ugh she got on my nerves. I started noticing the way he would look at me a talk to me when she wasn't around which was rarely. One day he came home early and I just laid Tim down for a nap. I was surprised to see him in the kitchen when I walked in. But I was happy as well, here’s my chance I thought to myself I am going to get him plus make some bonus money at the same time. So I asked him "Do you know how a young cute girl can can some good money Mr. Anderson?" Joking tapping him on his arm and giggle ling at the same time. Then I Walked over to the counter while the phone was ringing and picked it up. Bent over in my shorts trying to show Mr. Anderson my sweet little ass. It was his wife inquiring about Tim I assured her everything was great and that he was taking a nap. I hung up with her and swung around to see Mr. Anderson’s stiff cock trying to bust out of his pants. He put down the glass of water he was nursing and was ready to walk out of the kitchen when I grabbed his crouch and pressed my tits on him. Oh Mr. Anderson I love older guys you’re so sexy. Do you want my tight pink pussy Mr. Anderson I inquired while rubbing his cock. He quickly grabbed me and slammed my little ass on the counter. He pulled off my little shorts so fast and before I could day a word his throbbing cock was half way in me. It felt so fucking good as he was fucking me I asked him who his little princess was. He fucked me hard it hurt and felt good at the same time. Mr. Anderson shot is cum all over my pussy and stomach the warm cum felt good and I took some on my finger and tasted it. Needless to say Every time Mr. Anderson came home early I got a 300.00 cash bonus.

"NO way" Adrianna exclaimed” So that's how you bought all that shit so quick I thought you where selling pot or something, you little slut!"

“I learned when I was 15 through my other neighbor next door that I liked a little pain with fucking" Bridget said quickly. I was out back sun bathing in my little purple bikini and Mr. Teller was outside mowing the lawn I had sun glasses on and everytime he faced me he was checking out my body. Mr. Teller and I would talk here and there and I started getting feelings for him. I really liked his wife she was so sweet she would bring me cookies over and talk with me about school. So I kept my distance out of respect for her from Mr. Teller. But that day he was mowing the lawn with his shirt off sparked it for me and I had to have him. Little games would not do it for him he was upper class and knew people and I knew it. But it was a challenge to break him for me so I pursued ever so slowly. After a couples of weeks of little flirts Mr. Teller pulled me aside one day in is front driveway. "Listen Bridget you’re a really pretty and smart girl but you don't want an old man like me I could be your dad for Christ sake find a nice boyfriend who will give you want you want. I agreed with him and went on my way smiling.

A week before Christmas my mom announced she was going to host a party. I eagerly insisted that she invite Mr. Teller and his wife over she agreed. Christmas Eve Mr. Teller and hid wife showed up along with many others and my boyfriend at the time. They where all getting drunk and merry and singing Kuroki are having a blast. I danced and ignored Mr. Teller for a little wile and as the night went on I noticed that every time I looked over his way he was looking straight at me. I was getting tipsy myself from sneaking drinks and went up to my room to play some video games when I heard a light knock at my door. In cam Mr. Teller and he sat down next to me on the floor. "I’ve been thinking about you a lot. I miss having out talks" I felt his hand go up my inner thigh slowly up to me panties. I was instantly wet and my pussy were throbbing. Without a word we started messing around but everyone was right down stairs. "Sneak over to my house"Mr.Teller said breathing on my neck. He left out the door.

I waited about five minutes and went down stairs. My mom informed me that Mr. Teller went home for the evening but Mrs. Teller was still partying. I joined them for a dance and told them I was going in the back yard for some air and slipped out the door.

Mr. Teller quickly let me into his house shut the door and kissed me so passionately I wanted him in my pussy bad. He licked my little slit all over sending me into sheer ecstasy when he came up and asked me if I ever tried anal before. I told him once with my boyfriend but it hurt too much. That I was too tight or something. Mr. Teller turned me around and fingered my pussy then my clit. Slowly he put a finger in my tight ass it felt good "That's it relaxed baby here's another finger" After three fingers it hurt but felt good. He pulled out his fingers and slowly put the head of is cock in my ass and held it there. I could tell it wouldn't be much longer before he had the whole cock in my ass. "Your sweet little ass is so tight I am honored to be the first" He jammed his cock hard in my ass I cried out in pain it was sharp and it felt like I was ripping. "Shhhh little girl it will feel so good soon" Mr. Anderson said lustfully as he pumped his cock in and out of my virgin ass. "Play with your clit, that's it is it feeling better?" It was feeling better and he slowed down I played with myself as he fucked my ass and I had the biggest orgasm I ever had in my life "oh fuck yeah oooh" and my ass contracted around is cock as he came. He kissed me all the way up to my lips and suckled on them for a bit. I found out that I wanted to try more anal sex and set out to find more gentleman cocks to quench me. They all paid me top dollar to have my tight little pink pussy.

FIN

By now, my cock was fully hard, and I was dying to rip it out.  Just at that moment, she looked directly at me.  I stopped there scared and embarrased, as I had just been caught.  I turned away and walked into my room thinking about what I had down.  Just then, I heard a knock, and it was her.

"Nick, its okay that you were watching," she said. "I mean, it's a little wierd, but I understand."  My sister had just told me that it was okay to watch her.  "In fact, I have seen you do it before too, and it really turned me on." 

I could not believe my little sister was talking like this.  I stood there speechless, and she noticed.  "Well, aren't you going to say something?"  Just then she did the unthinkable, and reached over and kissed me. 

I felt her tongue push against my lips, so I opened them a little bit, to let her tongue slide in.  I made out with my sister for a good 5 minutes, before I started grabbing her tits, and rubbing my hands up her body.

Her hand reached down to my shorts and she started rubbing my cock up and down.  She pulled off my shirt and started kissing my stomach.  She then pulled down my shorts.  I felt her hand move up and down my bare 7 inch cock.  She then started sucking it, moving her lips and tongue up and down.  I was in heaven, and nearly about to cum.  I told her this and she stopped. 

Right away she got on her back, and nearly demanded I eat her pussy.  She pulled off her shorts to reveal her pink, soaking wet thong.  I pulled the string to the side and began licking up and down her slit.  I put two fingers in, and to my suprise, she took it easily.  I sucked on her clit as I fingered her, and she started bucking and humping my face.

She started yelling and screaming, and I had to tell her to calm down or our parents would hear.  She said for me to stop so I did.  She laid me down on my back, and climbed on top.  She positioned her pussy right above my cock and lowered herself.  I got about half way in and she started to go up and down. 

I was nearly about to cum, when she forced herself to go deeper on me, nearly taking the whole cock.  She was going faster and faster, and I couldn't hold it any longer.  She told me just give her one more minute, so I held on the best I could. 

I felt her scream and her pussy grab and swallow my cock.  I told her I had to pull out or I would cum, but she didn't get up, and just pushed herself farther down, as she kissed me on the lips.  Just then I exploded, my hot cum seeping into her pussy.  She let out a sigh of satisfaction and put her head on my chest, my cock still burried deep inside her.

We stayed in that position for a while, me a little worried if I could get her pregenant.  (I didn't)  She pulled out a good half hour later, and went to her bed. 

In the morning we acted as if nothing happened, but I knew this was just the beginning of a very sexual relationship.

"Honey do you like playing with Grandpa?"

"Yes Grandpa, you make me feel good and I like making you feel good too."

"Do you want to keep making each other feel good, Cynth?"

"Yes Grandpa."

"Cynthia you must promise me that you will never tell anyone about how we make each other feel good because people won't understand and they will take you away from me."

"No Grandpa, I don't want anyone to take me away from you. I promise I will never tell anyone. I love you Grandpa."

"I love you too Cynth."

"Grandpa, can you make me feel good again?"

" Yes honey."

 

I rolled Cynthia on her back and began suckling her little girl breast. My hand roamed over the top of her panties, and I caressed her pussy. I could feel the heat her pussy was giving off, and I knew she must be wet. Sure enough, as I let my fingers caress further between her legs, I could feel her pussy juices beginning to seep through her cotton panties. I need to touch her pussy, and I needed it now. Slowly, I began sliding her panties off of her, and tossed them to the floor. I was so excited, like a little boy in a candy store, and I was going to savor this treat.

 

Kissing my way down her young body, I stopped where her pussy began and inhaled the scent of her pure and untouched pussy. The sweet musky scent of her virgin pussy was intoxicating. Spreading her legs slightly, so I could get a better look at my granddaughter's pussy, then my tongue slid over her little girl folds; and I savored the sweetest pussy juice I had ever tasted. Tracing her pussy with my tongue, I found the tiny nub of her clit and flicked at it, before sucking it into my mouth. Cynthia was moaning at this new touch she was feeling, and her moans were all pleasure. So, I continued licking at her pussy, finding the entrance to her unspoiled pussy, and darting my tongue deep inside. Her juices were flowing and I was lapping every bit up. She must have been enjoying what I was doing, because her hips began to thrust up at my mouth while her pussy searched out my tongue, all the while she softly moaned.

 

She was so wet, so, I slid my finger part way into her pussy, while I continued to lick and tease her clit. I inched a little more of my finger into her and stopped when I felt the resistance of her virginal shield. I didn't want to break that just yet, I wanted my cock to take her cherry. I continued to slowly finger fuck my granddaughter, and again, she was lost to her body's pleasures. Her hips began to fuck my finger, and I could feel her pussy tighten around it with every thrust. Her breathing was becoming intense, and I knew she was getting close to cumming, her very first, and I delighted in the thought that I would be the one to experience it with her. This made my cock throb, and I began to grind it against the bed. We were both moaning now, as I fingered and licked her pussy and attempted to find relief for my cock. Then I felt her pussy tighten around my finger and her body began to spasm—she was cumming, my little granddaughter was cumming for her grandpa. I quickly pulled my finger out and replaced it with my hungry tongue. Her juices were streaming out of her pussy and my mouth licked and savored every drop. As her body began to relax again I continued to slowly lick out all the pussy juice I could. Then, I crawled up next to her, and kissed her hard, sharing with her the sweet taste of her pussy, which she eagerly sucked from my lips and tongue.

 

"Grandpa, you make me feel so good I love you."

"Honey, I love you too, you are beautiful, and I always want to make you feel good. But Grandpa's cock is still hard, and it needs to finish feeling good."

"Grandpa, do you want me to hold it again and then put it in my mouth?"

"No, Sweetie I want to put my cock into your pussy, where my tongue and finger was a few minutes ago."

"Will that make your cock feel good Grandpa?"

"Oh yes honey, but it may not feel good to you at first. It may hurt until your pussy gets use to feeling my cock in it, but once your pussy relaxes around my cock, it will start to feel really good for you, and for me. When I put my cock inside you, it is how we can feel good together."

"Okay Grandpa I want you to feel good."

 

So, I kneeled between my granddaughter's legs and spread them a little. I took one last look at her innocent pussy, and then guided my cock to the entrance. I slowly pushed the tip of my cock into her, and she was tight. I spent a few minutes dipping the tip in and out of her pussy, getting it wet with her juices, and then slowly inched in a little deeper. Slowly thrusting the little bit of cock I had in her, in and out, I loved how tight she felt around my shaft. Cynthia was squirming a little bit, so, I asked if she was okay, and she told me she was a little nervous, but she was okay. I pushed a little more, but met with resistance, I had reached her cherry, and I was now about to cross the line and fuck my granddaughter. I was too far to think it was wrong anymore, and I liked making her feel good, and she was learning to like making me feel good.

 

Before I took her cherry, I lowered my mouth over hers and began kissing her, hoping to take her mind off the soon to come pain she would feel, while I devoured any groan of pain that would definitely escape her. Still thrusting the bit of cock I had in her, and kissing her deeply, I pushed my cock in passed her virginal shield quickly, and didn't move. I felt her body tense up from the pain, but kept her attentions on my mouth and the kiss.

 

Her body relaxed, her pussy relaxed and let go of the clenched grip it had on my cock. I took this as a sign to begin slowly moving my cock in and out, in and out. Her pussy was getting wetter, and she was so tight on my cock; it was a wonderful feeling. With each thrust, I could feel Cynthia begin to respond back by meeting my thrusts with her own. Her hips and pussy rose to grab my cock, afraid that I might totally remove it from its very snug home; but I had no plans on doing that—no, I wanted to fuck her and give her all my cock. Soon, we were thrustings hard against each other, and moaning. I knew my cock was not going to last much longer. "Cynth I'm going to flood your pussy with my cum. Cum with me, and make your pussy milk Grandpa's cock." I began to fuck her harder and she spread her legs instinctively to yield me more room into her tight pussy. She started moaning louder than she had been, and her pussy contracted around my cock. "I'm cumming Grandpa, feel my pussy cum." With that, I thrusted into her hard and exploded my cum deep into her young pussy, which milked my cock for every last drop.

 

I held her tight against my body for a long while before I said anything.

 

"Cynthia, you are such a good girl and I love you so much. You make Grandpa feel so special when you let him touch you and make you feel good."

"I love you too Grandpa. Thank you for teaching me how to make you feel good, I always want to make you happy."

 

That was the first time I had delighted in my granddaughter's young pussy, and now I delight, just as much, in her teen pussy.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The next morning, with our bags packed, we loaded up the big RV.  My mom and dad sat in the front, with my dad driving, while me and my sister sat in the back.  The way the van was, my parents would only be able to hear us, and see us from our necks up.  At the time, I never thought much of it, until today at least.

As my sister reached back to get drinks from the cooler, her hand rested on my sweat pants, right on my dick.  I stayed still, reading my magazine.  Just her hand being there started to make me hard.  She handed the drink to my mom and looked at me and smiled.  What did she have planned?  It was so dangerous, I mean our parents were right in the front seat.  She whispered in my ear, "Just keep reading your magazine, and leave it to me..but make sure you don't make any noise."

I nodded, and her hand went right back.  Now she was looking away from me, out the window, while her hand was running up and down my sweat pants, rubbing against my hard cock.  What we were doing was so dangerous, but it was so exciting at the same time.

Then she did something I was not expecting.  She pulled my cock out of my sweat pants.  This was so dangerous because if my mom or dad even turned around, there would be my sister hands wrapped around my dick; not the easiest thing to explain to your parents.

She continued to give me a hand job, until she saw that my mom was asleep.  She then told my dad she was tired, because she knew he wasn't going to turn around while driving, and so she laid down.  Now my dad couldn't see her at all, but her head was inches away from my cock.  I continued to read my magazine while my sister started to give me head right there. 

She started by just kissing the head, but then I reminded her that we don't have much time, so she nearly swallowed my whole cock.  She started bobbing her head up and down along my shaft, getting it soaking wet.  One thing I learned about my slut for a sister is that she is really sloppy and wet when she gives blow jobs.  But, she now started sucking my balls, and stroking my wet cock with her hand as she did it.  I wanted to moan terribly bad, but my dad would hear, even with the radio on.  She started going much faster, and I got much closer.

With my free hand I was rubbing her neck, back, and ass.  Keeping my self occupied enough not to scream.  I whispered that I was close, and she put her mouth back on.  She bobbed her head up and down extremely fast, and just as I was about to cum, she deepthroated and my cum went down her throat.  

If I could explain to you how hard it was not to scream, that would be a miracle.  It was nearly impossible.  So I put my arm up to my mouth and screamed in my sleeve.  Some of my cum was dripping down her mouth and all over my cock.  She looked so hot with cum all over her lips.  But she licked them up and licked all the cum off of my body with no problem.  

She turned and laid down the other way, and whispered for me to just finger her, and we could do more later.  I agreed, because eating her out may cause some problems in the car.

So she laid with her legs spread and I started rubbing her pussy with my free hand.  I pulled down her sweat pants a little, and like I told her, she wasn't wearing any panties.  This was a problem though, because there was a big wet mark on her sweats.  She just laughed at it and shrugged it off.

Anyways, I started rubbing the outside of her pussy and her clit.  I could tell she was really horny, because she was humping back on my hand.  I slowly slid one finger inside her, and she squirmed a bit.  I then slid two, and eventually three, as my fingers were filled with her wetness.  She mouthed the words "Lick them" to me, so I did as told and licked my fingers.  She just looked at me and giggled.  I began alternating between rubbing her clit, and sticking three fingers deep inside her.  She just closed her eyes, and put her shirt in her mouth to keep her from yelling.

We did this for a good 5 minutes, before I knew she was about to cum.  I stuck in three fingers really deep, and with my thumb I rubbed her clit.  I felt her pussy squeeze tight against my fingers, and my whole hand was getting wet.  We stayed in that position for a good minute or so, while her climax ended.  She grabbed my hand and licked off all her juices, the hottest thing I've ever seen her do.  Then she rubbed her pussy to get all the other juices off and licked her own hand.  She sat up and put her sweat pants back on.  

She put her hand on my thigh and asked my dad when we would get there.  He looked at her through the rear view mirror and said twenty minutes.  She turned to me and smiled.. 

Fifteen years ago, just as Elaine had finished university, she had met Kevin. Our whole family saw right through this asshole, and straight into his demented core. Of course, Elaine fell head-over-heels in love with this wacko, and shortly after graduation was knocked-up and married to him. What could we do, we loved her, we loved our granddaughter Cynthia too; so, we sat back, though not silent, and every now and then, picked up the pieces left from Kevin and his destructive ways.

 

Then, that awful night almost six years ago, I'll never erase it from my memory. I truly believe, next to holding the hand of my wife as she took her last breath of life, succumbing to cancer, this night, too, would be forever carved in my mind. It was a little after 10:00 that night, when my nightly news watching on television was interrupted by a non-stop ringing of the doorbell. I could not think who would be at the door that late, and as I neared the door I felt a surge of panic take over me, like I knew what I would find on the other side would be my worst fear.

 

Opening the door, there hunched over, was my daughter Elaine and little Cynthia. As my daughter looked up at me, my heart nearly stopped. Her face was badly beaten and bleeding, she could barely get the words out.

 

Cynthia said, "Grandpa, daddy did it again. He came home and trashed the house, and hurt mommy."

 

As I reached for Elaine, she collapsed in my arms and I brought her slowly down to the hallway floor. I ran and called 911, then rushed back to comfort Elaine. I watched her mangled body struggling for air, and I cried. By the time they got her to the hospital, it was too late. The doctor, who came to tell me my daughter had passed, said she had severe trauma to the head and internal bleeding, all of which led to tremendous blood loss, which was too much for her body to handle. That was almost six years ago.

 

Elaine was smart, and made sure there would be no complications in my getting custody of Cynthia, in the case of her death. With that prick, Kevin, behind bars, I was all Cynthia really had.

 

When Cynthia first came to live with me, she was a sad and timid 9 ½ year old, who had been through so much in her short life. This, I believe, gave her wisdom far beyond her years. That first year was hard for both of us. I was 67, and was having to learn how to be a father again, which was, in a way, easy since I had always been a big part of Cynthia's life even before all this tragedy. Eventually, we both adjusted and fell into routines, her with school and friends, me with my early retirement and trying to start up a small internet business to pass the time. I have to say it was nice to see my Cynthia begin to perk up out of the gloom and become a happy 10 year old, and this brought sunshine into my days. I could not wait for her to walk through the door, after school, come in my office, wrap her arms around my neck and hug, and then tell me all about her day.

 

I guess you can say, my daytimes led to boredom more often than not, and this led me to fill my time with surfing the internet; which, of course, led me to porn. What a fascinating concept for an old coot like me, I can sit in the comfort of my own home and gaze at porn all day, and no one is the wiser. It has been ages since I've had the pleasures of a woman, and with all the tragedy I had lived through, I did not have time to pursue dating or the company of a woman. And, to be honest, I'm no spring chicken; all the drama in my life has probably aged me faster. I'm not in the best shape, gray and balding, and a bit of a spare tire for a mid-section. So, online porn became my convenience. It was nice to be able to download a dirty mpg, sit back, and stroke my cock as many times as I wanted to during my not so busy days.

 

Then recently, I stumbled on a site full of pictures and clips of old men with really young girls. My cock instantly came to life, pressing achingly against the confines of my trousers. Undoing my trousers and freeing my cock, I clicked on a pictured of an aged old man with white hair, dipping his tongue and fat finger into, what must be, the sweetest tasting hairless pussy of some pre-pubescent blonde. As I began to stroke my cock, I could not help but wish I were the man in that picture. Oh, how my cock ached, I stroked faster, my breathing quickened, and I felt the familiar tightening in my balls. I wanted to be that man, I wanted to lick that little girl's pussy, and taste her sweet nectar. I was so overcome by desire for this little girl and my cock erupted, spurting streams of hot white cum all over the place. It was such a release, I've not cum like that in so long, yet it also opened up a new need—I needed a young girl.

 

I had just enough time to clean myself up before Cynthia got home from school. Today was her last day of school before the start of spring recess. This meant I would have her around most of the days for a week. I was looking forward to spending some time with her, and now I had even more reason to want some special quality time with her.

 

When Cynthia walked in the living room, after school, I drank her in. I had not noticed that she was actually beginning to bud small mounds where her once flat chest had been, and the sight made my cock throb. She was about 4 foot 6 now, and maybe 85 pounds the most, with strawberry blonde wavy shoulder length hair that looked so soft, and big dark brown eyes, which could always get me to do whatever she wanted. Shifting in my recliner, my mind was reasoning my cock into behaving. Her youthful beauty entranced me.

 

Cynthia flopped into my lap, wrapped her arms around me, and hugged me hello. Then chimed right in with the days gossip about who did this and that, what she got on her test in math, and how she and her friends were already planning her birthday party, which was two months away. I just gazed at her innocent beauty, and could not believe that she would be eleven soon. It was so comforting having her cozy up with me, we were close, and now I wanted to be even closer; but would she. I could not believe I was thinking this about my granddaughter, but I was. I wanted to touch her, to teach her, and enjoy her in everyway, but would she let me? I knew I had to put this out of my mind for the moment, as I felt my cock stirring. So, I suggested we go get ready to go out for dinner, making the excuse that I wanted to start her vacation off right, and she was only too eager to go.

 

After dinner, we decided to catch a movie. It was some teen horror flick she was begging to see, which I found boring and let my mind drift off to thoughts of Cynthia and my need to have her. Again, my cock sprang to life, and as it did Cynthia brought her hand to mine and clasped it tightly. Then, I did something, I had to test the waters; so, I brought her hand in mine to my lap and held hands against my bulging hardness. She didn't move, she didn't say a thing, so, I eased my hand from hers and left hers there alone on my hard throbbing cock. After a few minutes of her hand lying on top of my clothed erection, her thumb began to lightly caress my bulge. I thought I was going to explode right there. I didn't know if she knew what she was doing, or if she was just engrossed in the movie and thought it was my leg, but I was not going to stop her to ask. This went on for a while; the slow teasing of my cock by my, maybe unaware, granddaughter, and it was more than I could take. I excused myself to the bathroom, and stroked off, yet another, powerful wad of cum.

 

When we got home from the movies, I told Cynthia it was late, and time for her to go to bed. She hugged me, and thanked me for the movie and ran up the stairs to ready for bed. Before I headed off to my room, I checked in on her and said goodnight, then got myself ready for bed.

 

Shortly after I dozed off, Cynthia was at my bedside nudging me awake.

 

"What's wrong Cynthia", I asked. She was standing at my bedside, a bit pale and obviously frightened.

She said, "Grandpa, you shouldn't have let me see that movie, I'm scared. Can I sleep with you tonight?"

 

Now, I know I had died and gone to heaven. How could I say no to her, her eyes teary and mouth pouting, and an opportunity to feel her tender body next to mine.

 

"Sure honey scoot in here with Grandpa", is what I said.

 

Cynthia snuggled up close to me, and I could feel her body trembling with fear.

 

"Grandpa, my tummy feels achy because I'm so scared."

 

"How can I make it feel better?" I asked.

 

"Can you rub my tummy like you use too when I didn't feel good?"

 

I couldn't believe the luck I had just ran into. It was good enough, for the moment, having her little body next to me in bed, but now I was given permission to touch her body, and I was going to take full advantage of this. "Sure honey." And with that, my hand glided over her blue nightie, rubbing gently over her stomach.

 

"How does that feel Cynth?"

"Not too much better yet Grandpa."

"Sweetie, just relax and Grandpa will make it all better, you trust me right?"

"Grandpa I always trust you."

"Good, that's my good girl."

 

I kept rubbing her stomach, and slowly her body began to relax. With each swirl of my hand, I made sure that her nightie would rise up a little bit more. Then my hand felt the first contact with the skin of her stomach, so soft like silk, and my body tingled, waking my cock from its slumber. The motion of my hand began to cover more area, and my fingertips slid over her budding breast. They were not quite developed yet, but the youthful nubs felt wonderful under my fingertips. Cynthia's body was totally relaxed, and she made no effort to stop me from doing what I was doing.

 

"Grandpa that feels so nice."

"Cynth do you want me to keep rubbing?"

"Yes, don't stop. I feel so good."

"Well Honey, I know how to make it feel even better."

"Really, How Grandpa?"

"Let's get you out of this nightie so I can make sure I get all the spots that ache?"

 

I helped Cynthia off with her nightie, and now she lay next to me topless. I resumed rubbing her, only now, my hand went directly to her tiny breast mounds. Caressing one at a time, taking turns with each bud. My fingers twirled her pre-puberty nipples, and she moaned, not in pain, but in an obviously pleasured tone.

 

"You know you are Grandpa's special girl, and I'd never do anything to hurt you. I want to always make you feel good. Do you like what Grandpa is doing to you?"

 

"Oh yes Grandpa. I feel so warm, and it makes me feel good all over."

 

"That's good honey, because that means your body likes to be touched like this. Do you want me to make you feel even better?"

 

"MMMMM yes Grandpa," was all she could say as she was clearly getting lost in the new feelings her body was getting from my hands on her breast buds.

 

I lowered my lips to her chest, and slid them over each little bud. I couldn't believe how silky her skin felt under the calloused skin of my fingers. I suckled one of her buds into my mouth, not much there, but enough for my tongue to flick and lick, before making my way over to the other. Cynthia was moaning at each new sensation I was stimulating in her. I knew she was mine, and I could do whatever I wished. Kissing up her neck, and taking in the scent of her hair, which carried a hint of strawberry to match the color, I made my way to her lips, and pressed mine gently down on hers, and then, I let my tongue part her lips. She didn't object, she didn't fight, and she let my tongue touch hers. It was obvious that she didn't know what to do, so, I whispered in her ear, "Follow what Grandpa does with his tongue." She did, and soon, our tongues were teasing, and playing with each other. My cock was throbbing hard, and I eased it out of my boxers, letting it rest against her hip.

 

"Do you want to make Grandpa feel good like you?"

"How can I do that Grandpa?"

 

I brought her hand to my cock, and placed it over it. "This is Grandpa's cock. If you hold it in your hand and stroke it up and down, it will make Grandpa feel good like you." Cynthia began to rub my cock, her small hand fit snuggly around it, she stroked up and down, and not too fast. I thrusted my cock against her gripping hand, fucking it slowly, and trying not to explode yet.

 

"Do you feel good Grandpa?"

"OOOH yes baby girl, Grandpa feels really good. You are doing a good job. Can you kiss Grandpa's cock?"

 

Cynthia bent her head down to my cock and kissed the tip, then licked the bit of pre-cum that had escaped my cock. "Lick my cock sweetie, and then let it slide in your mouth." She was good at following what I said, and began to lick the shaft of my cock up and down. Her small tongue bathed my cock, and then she slipped it passed her lips. Her mouth, not wide at all, eagerly tried to take in as much of my cock as she could. "Cynth slide it in and out of your mouth, it will make me feel so good, and when that happens, I will explode my cum in your mouth." Cynthia sucked on my cock, up and down slowly, her mouth was tight around my cock and I knew I would not last much longer. I held her head and began to fuck her tiny mouth watching every inch that she could take disappear within her mouth. I couldn't take it any longer, "Ready honey, Grandpa is going to cum in your good little girl mouth." And with that, I let loose spurt after spurt of cum into her mouth. She couldn't swallow it all, and it began to seep from the corners of her mouth, trailing down her chin. She looked beautiful like that. When I pulled my cock from her mouth, I told her to lick her lips to my cum, and she did.

 

"Grandpa did I make you feel good?"

"Oh yes, Honey you made me feel really good, you are my good little girl."

(Part 2 will follow)

 

After he gathered all the sundae supplies, chocolate syrup, sprinkles, whip cream, and cherries, he asked Marie to start making them the best sundaes ever, while he went to the bathroom. Only he did not go to the bathroom. He went to the living room and put one of his favorite dirty movies about an old man and a little girl into the DVD-player, and turned on the television so the movie was on and playing.

When he got back to the kitchen, Marie had made them both scrumptious sundaes, and had obviously had fun doing so because the crease of her lip wore a smear of chocolate, which made Mr. Stewart want to taste her even more.

“Let’s take these delicious sundaes into the living room where we can be more comfortable,” he said.

As they walked into the living room, Marie was instantly drawn to the movie on the television. There was a pretty little red-haired girl, who had her hair in pigtails just like Marie wore. The little girl on the screen was sitting on an old man’s lap and giggling each time he would kiss her lips, and they both looked so happy.

Marie and Mr. Stewart sat on the couch and began eating their ice cream. He purposely stayed quiet because he wanted to watch Marie’s reaction to the movie, and he wanted to make her feel like this was completely okay and normal so she would remain comfortable.

On the television screen, the little girl was now straddling the old man’s lap facing him, and he began to unbutton her blouse to help her off with it. Marie was drawn to the television, not sure entirely why. Finally, she asked Mr. Stewart, “What is this movie about?”

Mr. Stewart said, “It is about a man and a girl playing boyfriend and girlfriend. I thought you might like to see how much fun it can be.”

By the time they finished their ice cream, the little girl on the screen was completely naked and was dancing around in front of the old man, teasingly. “Wow, she’s such a pretty little girl. But, I think you are prettier Marie,” said Mr. Stewart. Marie began to blush a little and snuggled up next to Mr. Stewart. Mr. Stewart took this as a sign to move things forward, and he guided Marie into his lap, and kissed her cheek. She gave him a quick kiss back on his cheek and giggled. And, then he leaned right in and kissed her lips, surprisingly, Marie pressed her lips equally against his so he lingered longer, and allowed his tongue to part her lips and enter her small young mouth. He could still taste the sweet ice cream they had just finished eating, and took great delight in exploring her mouth with his tongue. Not really understanding what was happening but feeling a comfortable warmth spreading through her whole body, Marie began to mimic Mr. Stewart’s tongue movements with her own tongue. His cock was stirring beneath her bottom, and he began to move slightly against her bottom to bring his cock to full hardness.

He needed to feel her naked skin, and began to unbutton her blouse, pushing it off her small slender body, and then lifted her white lacey undershirt up and off of her. “You are beautiful Marie.” Marie shyly turned her head slightly and smiled. He turned her head back to his and began to kiss her mouth again, and this time she was more comfortable kissing him back. Mr. Stewart brought his hands to her tiny budding mounds and began to rub her small blossoming nipples. She must have liked the feel of his hands against her exposed and naked chest, because she pressed harder against his hands, urging him on to continue his attentions. He lightly played with her nipples between his finger tips, while penetrating her innocent inexperienced mouth with his tongue. Marie started feeling warm all over, and she felt warmth and moisture begin to build within her pussy, and she could not understand why, but it felt so good that she did not want it to stop.

Marie glanced at the television and without thought said, “What is she doing?” Mr. Stewart took his attention’s away from playing with Marie’s small tits, and saw that the little girl on the screen had her hand wrapped around the old man’s exposed hard cock and, and was stroking it. “Well Marie, when a girlfriend and boyfriend kiss and touch each other it makes the boys cock get hard, and he needs to take it out of his pants so his girlfriend can play with it and make him feel special all over.

Do you feel special all over when I touch you like I am?” Marie quickly said, “Oh yes, Mr. Stewart I feel so special all over my body and I feel happy. Do you want me to make you feel happy like that girl is doing in the movie?”

Mr. Stewart could not have asked for this to go any better, and without saying a thing back to her, he unzipped his pants and pushed his underpants and pants slightly down, repositioning Marie back in his lap. Having young Marie so close to his hard cock was maddening. Marie reached her small hand to his cock and wrapped her hand around it the best she could. Mr. Stewart had an average sized cock, around 7 ½ inches when fully hard. Marie liked the feel of his cock in her hand, it was soft yet hard, and it was warm, very warm. She began to stroke his cock the same way the girl in the movie did. Mr. Stewart groaned with delight, “Mmmmm, Marie that feels really good.”

While Marie stroked his cock up and down slowly, He brought his mouth to her small budding tits and licked and sucked at each of the nipples. He knew he could not take too much more of this and was a few minutes from busting out a hot load of cum, but he did not want to frighten Marie by unloading it in her hand, just yet. “Marie, your hand feels really good around my cock, and when boyfriends feel this good their cocks like to show it by exploding love juice. I don’t want to get it all over you and your hand; I want you to drink it for me.”

“How do I do that Mr. Stewart?”

“Let me show you,” said Mr. Stewart, and with that he helped Marie off his lap and to his side, explaining that she needed to lean over his cock and suck on it like an ice pop, up and down slowly, while your hand holds around the base. She was quick to do exactly what he told her to do, and his hard cock was slipping between her novice lips into her warm mouth. She licked and sucked his cock up and down, trying to take as much of his cock into her mouth as she could. “Oh that’s it, keep sucking my cock like that nice and slow.” He held on to her head and gently helped her bob up and down on his cock, feeling his cum boiling and rising with each suck and thrust of her sweet little mouth. That familiar tightening in his balls let him know he was going to shoot his load into little Marie’s mouth. “Uhh Mmmm, Marie I’m going to cum for you, taste it and drink it for me.” And with that, Mr. Stewart let loose his strings of cum right into Marie’s young mouth. She gagged a little, but did not want to disappoint Mr. Stewart, and tried to swallow as much of the salty tasting juice he squirted into her mouth.

His cock began to shrink smaller and Marie released it from her mouth. When she looked up at Mr. Stewart she had a smear of cum to the side of her lip, and he chuckled to himself thinking back to earlier when the smear was chocolate syrup, and now was replaced by his own thick and white sort of syrup.

“Did I do it right,” Marie said eagerly searching out the approval of Mr. Stewart. “You did great, and you made me feel so special. Thank you,” Mr. Stewart said as he gathered her into his arms and kissed her lips. “I like when you kiss me Mr. Stewart. It makes me feel important.” Mr. Stewart was not done with making her feel ‘important’, not at all done.

He helped Marie straddle his lap, with one leg on either side, and he began kissing her again. While he kissed her, he began to move her hips back and forth, toward him and then away, slowly. He loved the way her panty covered crotch felt against his cock, and he loved it so much that his cock began to spring back into life, hardening.

Mr. Stewart reached behind Marie, unzipped her skirt, and lifted it up over her head and off. He noticed that the crotch of her panty’s were visibly wet, and enjoyed knowing she was being aroused by everything they were doing. Putting his hand on her crotch, he lightly rubbed against her pussy. Marie liked how this made her feel, and she was warm and tingly deep inside her pussy. She did not understand why, but she liked it and did not want the feeling to stop, and began to press her pussy against Mr. Stewart’s hand.

He knew he had to see her pussy, now. He had to see it as he touch it, he had to smell her sweet young scent, and he knew he had to taste it. Rubbing his finger up and down her panty covered slit making sure to increase pressure on her clit, she let a small moan escape her. He knew he could proceed with anything he wanted to do to her because she was enjoying this new pleasure. Mr. Stewart guided her off his lap and stood Marie in front of him and reaching his hands beneath the elastic band of her panty, he slid them down her legs and she reflexively stepped out of them.

It was pure innocent beauty that appeared before his eyes. The small hairless pouts of her pussy mounds were beautiful. Her clit and pussy lips were still hidden well within the crevice of her pussy. He could smell a hint of her musky scented juices that had to be building from all the touching and kissing they were doing. Mr. Stewart drank in her picture perfect and unspoiled treasure, and then guided her back into a straddle of his lap. As he positioned her, he was able to get his first glimpse of her glistening clit and pussy lips when her legs spread to each side of his lap. It made his cock stiffen.

Mr. Stewart began to take off his shirt and undershirt. Marie giggled when he released his chubby belly and hairy white chest, and Mr. Stewart brought her into his arms and against his naked chest. His hairy chest tickled and scratched against Marie’s own naked chest, but it felt oddly good to her, and they began to kiss. She could feel his hard cock rubbing back and forth between the crevice of her pussy and that exciting warm feeling was building up again. She liked the way it felt and began to rub her pussy harder against his cock, and Mr. Stewart was delighted.

He brought his hand around to her ass and rubbed it gently before he let his fingers feel her wet little pussy from behind. He could not believe how wet her young pussy was getting. Then Marie suddenly became aware of the movie on the television when she heard the little girl on the screen moaning. Mr. Stewart saw her attention was drawn to the screen and the little girl in the movie was enjoying a good finger fucking by the old man.

Mr. Stewart helped Marie turn around on his lap, spread her legs to each side of his own, leaned her back against his chest, and rubbed her nipples as she was now watching the movie. He had hoped that her interest in the movie would continue to make her feel comfortable allowing him to touch and explore her body without resistance, and it did. He began to move his cock back and forth between her spread legs and could feel her young pussy juice bathing his cock. The heat from her pussy was intense, and Mr. Stewart brought his finger to her clit and began to rub it between his fingers.

Marie liked how this felt and she began to press her pussy against his fingers, urging him on. She wanted to feel how his finger would feel inside of her, and to have him do what the man in the movie was doing to the girl. Mr. Stewart could sense from her movement against his fingers, hand and cock was a sign of urgency—of wanting more. He slid his finger up and down her pussy slit, feeling her juice build, and then slid the tip of his middle finger into her tight hole. Slowly, he began to work the tip of his finger in and out of her pussy. He did not want to push his finger in to deep and break her cherry, so slowly and gently he worked his finger in and out, in and out.

This new feeling of having something inside her private part was the best feeling Marie had up to now. The funny feeling in her stomach began to travel through her whole lower body, and she could not help but moan softly each time Mr. Stewart put his finger inside of her. She began to push against his finger and had the urge to push it in deeper than it was going.

Mr. Stewart felt her pushing harder and faster against his finger and knew she may be close to possibly cumming for him. He wanted to taste her sweet unspoiled pussy juice the first time she came for him. So, Mr. Stewart moved Marie from his lap and guided her to lie down on the floor.

“Marie”, he said, “I want to kiss your body and make you feel really special. Do you want me to make you feel special?” She looked up at him and nodded yes.

He spread her legs wide, and knelt between them. Again, he drank in the beauty of her young innocent pussy, its small ruffling lips and budding clit glistening from Marie’s pussy juice. Mr. Stewart pressed his parted lips against her clit and sucked it into his mouth. Marie was startled at the first feel of Mr. Stewart’s mouth on her privates, but then she relaxed because she really did not want him to stop what he was doing. His tongue flicked against it, tasting Marie’s pussy juice. While he sucked on her clit, he fucked his finger tip in and out of her pussy, helping her build up her pleasure again. She began to push harder against his finger tip, and he desperately did not want to break her cherry with his finger and not his cock, so he removed his finger once again, but he could feel her disappointment.

Mr. Stewart began to lick his tongue up and down her pussy drinking in her juice. Then he spread her pussy lips open with his finger and plunged his tongue into her tiny hole. He licked and lapped at her pussy enjoying her taste. Marie was also enjoying this new feeling and began to push her pussy hard against Mr. Stewart’s mouth. He rubbed at her clit and tongue fucked her pussy, quickening his pace, then Marie’s young body tensed up and he could feel her pussy spasm around his tongue, and she instinctively moaned with pleasure as warm juice flowed into Mr. Stewart’s hungry and waiting mouth. He kept gently licking at her pussy until she seemed to relax from her first orgasm.

“Mr. Stewart, that felt so weird, but nice,” Marie told him.

“I know sweetheart, I like making you feel special”, he said, and Marie smiled.

He lay down next to her and brought her close to him, and they both watched the movie that was still playing. Mr. Stewart knelt over Marie and kissed her neck and worked his way down to her nipples, where he rubbed and suckled them in turn. Marie was so relaxed and comfortable, and she really liked the attention Mr. Stewart was giving her.

The old man, in the movie, had the little girl sitting on his lap facing forward now with his cock rubbing between her pussy lips. She was looking down between her legs at his cock thrusting up from under her, and she would reach her hand down to tug on his cock. Then he spread her legs wider and she seemed to know exactly what that meant, because she took the old man’s cock and guided the tip into her small pussy and he pushed it in the rest of the way. The little girl began to move her body up and down on his cock.

Marie’s eyes widened to this scene, and she wondered how it would feel to have Mr. Stewart do the same thing to her. Mr. Stewart watched her expressions, but did not want to talk to her and possibly scare her. He wanted her to enjoy what he was doing to her body and just let things happen without much talking. He felt she would continue to keep moving forward if her body felt good, and with that he began to finger fuck her pussy again.

Marie lay there on the floor entranced to the feeling his finger was causing her pussy. She could not understand why it felt so good and she did not know if it was okay for her to feel good like this, but she did not want it to stop. So, she spread her little legs wider as she lay there as if she were inviting Mr. Stewart to have her young pussy. Mr. Stewart’s cock was so turned on by her spreading her legs for him. It was like her pussy was calling out to his cock and telling it to go inside.

He knew he had to prepare her for the possible pain his cock might cause her pussy when he first entered her, but he did not want to scare her off. So, he leaned over her mouth and began to kiss it, letting his tongue suck on her small tongue, and then he kissed her cheek working over to her ear. His finger was still working slowly in and out of her very wet pussy, and he whispered in her ear, “That girl in the movie like to have her boyfriends cock inside of her like that. They must do that all the time because she seems to be having fun. Do you want to have fun like that?”

Marie was so into the feeling he was causing with his finger going in and out of her pussy that all she could do was nod yes. Mr. Stewart then whispered, “She is very use to his cock, and it goes in to her nicely. But you are not use to my cock and I don’t know if you will like it.” Marie said, “I like you, so I will like it I promise.” He said, “Sweetie, it may hurt when it goes in for the first time because it has never been inside of you, but it does not hurt for long and after that it will never hurt again and you will be just like that girl in the movie.” Marie was a little scared now, but she did not want to make Mr. Stewart mad at her because she really liked that he wanted to spend time with her. So, she just kissed him on the cheek as if to say okay you can do it.

Mr. Stewart continued to finger fuck her pussy, going a little deeper to feel where her resistance would begin. Then he kneeled between her spread legs and allowed a wad of his spit to drizzle down to her pussy. He rubbed his spit into her pussy making it more wet than it had already been, and then he began to rub his cock between her pussy lips and concentrating more at her pussy hole.

He pushed his cock tip into her hole gently, allowing her pussy to adjust to the size of his cock. Mr. Stewart did not want to force it in; he wanted to feel every tight inch of her pussy hole as it allowed him to pass into it. Then he began to slowly thrust the tip of his cock in and out of her pussy. Marie liked how this new feeling felt and she wanted to push against his cock each time he pushed into her, and she began to meet his short thrusts. He knew she was enjoying it and pushed deeper feeling her cherry sheath against the tip of his cock. To his surprise, Marie did not wince when he hit her cherry, she was too lost in the new feeling she was having from the fullness of his cock.

Mr. Stewart drew back his cock and pushed deeper and her cherry ripped as he passed through it. He did not move, but looked down at Marie for a sign of pain or fear. Her eyes had welled up with tears, and she was grabbing at the rug beneath her. Mr. Stewart bent down to kiss at her lips and she kissed him back. They kissed for what had to be 5 minutes without his cock moving from the position it was in. And then, Marie began slightly moving against his cock, she was moving him in and out all by herself.

He pushed his hard cock all the way into her thrusting pussy and Marie moaned with delight—Uhhmmm. He was finally inside Marie. Slowly he began to thrust his hard cock into her tight pussy, and he could not believe how it could spread open and allow his hard cock inside because it was so incredibly tight. Marie’s pussy was literally wrapped around his throbbing cock.

Mr. Stewart new he would not last to long and was on the brinks of exploding cum inside of her. Marie must have also been close to another orgasm because she began to quicken her thrusting rhythm as she impaled her pussy onto his cock. In and out they thrust against each other.

He looked beneath him at this young and now sex hungry girl who was getting off on his cock inside of her, and he fucked her tenderly. Marie’s body went tense again, but this time her tight pussy clenched Mr. Stewarts cock deep inside of her and she felt a warm rush devour her pussy as it spasmmed against his cock. Mr. Stewart lost it in that moment. The tightness of her pussy around his cock made him shoot rope after rope of hot cum into her pussy. They thrust against each other in pleasure. Her small pussy could barely hold his load of cum and began to seep out from around his cock. It was magnificent to watch his cum coat her pussy.

Mr. Stewart had never had such an intense fuck in all his life. He pulled Marie snuggly into his arms and whispered into her ear, “You are such a good girlfriend.” Marie blushed and smiled at him and told him that she liked being his girlfriend. He told her they could spend lots of time with each other, but what they were doing had to be kept a secret because no one would understand and they may get jealous and mean to her. She promised to keep it a secret.