pa gone, Kylie decided it was time to talk to her mother.  About boys.  And things like that.

"Mom, when you were my age, did you do things with boys?"

"What kinds of things?"  was what Jeannie said.  What she thought was, "Oh, shit!  What's she doing?  She didn't hear dad and me last night, did she?  Oh, god, what if she's pregnant?"

"Oh, you know, kissing, touching their dicks, letting them touch you."

"Damn it, Kylie, have you been doing things like that?"  Jeannie was about to have a nervous breakdown.

"No, mom, not me!  God!  Britney was telling me about some things she was doing with one of the guys from school, so I got curious."

"Thank god.  Maybe you shouldn't spend any more time talking to Britney."  Jeannie was relieved, but still concerned.

"Oh come on, she's my best friend.  Besides,  you didn't answer my question.  Did you do things like that when you were my age?"

Jeannie suddenly felt guilty.  "Well, yeah, actually I did do some things like that when I was about your age.  I might have been 14 before I started doing any of it, but I was pretty young."

"How old were you when you got your cherry popped?"

Jeannie squirmed.  She should have been jumping all over Kylie for asking her something like that, but somehow she felt like she was on the defensive.  What had happened with her father the night before had to be a big part of it.  But she also really didn't feel like lying to Kylie was going to help, especially since Kylie would probably know it.

"All right, I was 15.  And, no, I'm not going to tell you anything more about it, except that it wasn't all that great.  It usually isn't the first time, so don't expect a bunch of fireworks to go off.  And don't get the idea that you have to do everything that Britney does, either."

"Don't worry, mom, I can make my own decisions.  But you know that means I might make the same decisions she does!"

"Yeah, I know.  Just be careful.  And if you have to do things, do them with somebody who won't just wind up using you for sex and hurting you."

Jeannie wasn't entirely happy with the way the conversation had gone, but she had to admit that it could have been a lot worse.  She at least felt like Kylie would be honest with her about what she was doing, and listen to whatever advice Jeannie gave her.

*****
That night at dinner, Kylie asked if Britney could come over the next day to see her "new" house.

Jeannie replied, "I've got to work tomorrow, remember?  And I think Britney's parents do, too, so I don't know how she'd get here."  Jeannie was also thinking, but not saying, that she wasn't sure she wanted Kylie spending the day alone with Britney after the conversation they'd had that morning.

"I'll be home most of the day, Jean."  George's work these days was mostly free-lance consulting, and he worked mainly from home.  "I could go pick Kylie's friend up and bring her over here, and I'd be here to make sure they didn't get into too much trouble."  He added the last with a grin at Kylie.

Kylie said, "Thanks, grandpa," grinning herself.  She was planning to see if she could get into some trouble.

"Well, if you're sure it won't be any trouble for you, dad."  Jeannie still wasn't sure it was a good idea, but didn't have a reasonable argument about why.

*****
All three headed for bed about 10:00.  George was getting undressed, just pulling down his pants, when Jeannie appeared in his bedroom through the bathroom door, absolutely naked.  She walked over to him, put her arms around him, and gave him a long, deep kiss.  Then she lowered herself in front of him, pulling his pants and boxers down the rest of the way.  Just before she took him into her mouth, she looked up at him and said, "This time I do want you to cum in my mouth!"

George had been completely unprepared for this.  He'd figured that what happened the night before was a one-time thing.  His dick hadn't yet started to rise when Jeannie took the entire thing into her mouth and began to suck it, at the same time cupping his balls in her hand, massaging them.

"Uuuuhhhh!  Shit, honey!" he grunted, as his cock began to harden and fill up his daughter's mouth.  He felt her lips circling the head, then plunging down until they reached the base of his shaft, the head of his cock wedged in the back of her throat.  The entire time her tongue swirled around his cock, licking up and down, flicking open his pee hole, sending shivers through his entire body.  Her fingers squeezed and released his balls rhythmically.  This wasn't going to take long at all.  George could already feel his balls starting to churn with cum.

"Oh, fuck, I'm going to shoot it down your throat, Jean!"  He twisted his fingers into Jeannie's hair, pulled her face to him, burying himself completely in her mouth.  His balls spasmed, his cum spurted out through his cock into Jeannie's mouth.  She swallowed furiously, and surprised George by being able to take every drop down her throat.  George's legs almost buckled as his body responded to his orgasm.

As Jeannie gulped down her father's cum, she tried to think of the last time she'd had a man cum in her mouth.  It had been a while, Jack had been more into straight fucking the last couple of years, hadn't really wanted to do anything oral.  Now she realized how much she'd missed it.  Now she needed to feel a mouth on her pussy.

"Dad," she gasped, "I really want you to eat me out!"  She couldn't believe she was saying that.  And George couldn't believe he was hearing it.

"I thought you'd never ask, honey."

George helped Jeannie up onto his bed, and immediately buried his face between her legs.  He began licking her pussy, long strokes of his tongue, moving the entire length of her slit, letting the tip of his tongue dip in between her lips.  The first taste and smell of his daughter's pussy left him helpless, unable to think or reason, now simply reacting to the situation.

Jeannie lay back on the bed, closed her eyes, and began to moan as her father's tongue violated her pussy and she felt her juices begin to flow.  Again, she was living out one of the fantasies of her teenage years, when she'd imagined what it would be like to have her father eat her pussy.  Fantasies could still be a part of her life, she found, as in her mind she imagined herself at 14 again, having just seen her father's cock for the first time.  Her fantasy carried her away.

"God, daddy, yes, lick me.  It feels so good!"

George lapped the juice out of Jeannie's pussy, driven on by the sound of her talking dirty to him.  He felt her body respond, her hips moving against his mouth, her belly heaving.  Jeannie's breathing turned to shallow gasps.  Her hands gripped George's head, pulled his face tighter against her cunt.  His mouth moved up, his lips fastened on her clit and sucked it in.

Jeannie had been close to an orgasm anyway, and when her father sucked on her clit it pushed her over the edge.  Her backed arched up off the bed, slammed back down.  Her shoulders jerked up, her eyes wide, as she felt her pussy spasm.

"Daddy... cumming...yesssss!  Ohhhh, ohhhh!!!"  Her father was still sucking on her clit as the orgasm shook Jeannie's body.  Finally she pushed him away, moaning, "Stop!  Please!"

After she recuperated from her orgasm for a couple of minutes, Jeannie, said, apologetically, "I really need to get some sleep, so I can get work in the morning.  Is that okay?"

"Sure, honey, that blow job was plenty for me tonight anyway!  Besides, now I know you'll be back!"

*****
On Monday morning, after Jeannie headed for work, George relaxed with his coffee and a doughnut.  He'd promised to take Kylie over to see her friend Britney, but that would be later in the morning.  Now he had some time to think about what had happened over the weekend.  He knew he should feel guilty, dirty, about having fucked his own daughter, but he didn't.  She was an adult, she'd wanted it as much as he had; in fact, she'd started it.  And she clearly didn't have any remorse over it.  No, there was no guilt there, only a pleasant feeling at finally being able to get laid.

Kylie finally dragged herself out of bed about the time George finished his coffee and pranced into the kitchen with a breezy, "Morning, Grampa!  When can we go pick up Britney?"

"Whenever you're ready."  Kylie was wearing her usual tank top and jeans, and George idly thought, "She's going to be driving the boys crazy pretty soon.  If she's not already."  He realized that he had no idea when kids these days started doing...  well, pretty much anything.  He might need some time to actually get to know his granddaughter and figure out where she was on the maturity scale.

"Okay, let's go!  I've got a lot to talk to her about so I want to get her over here."  Kylie was clearly excited that her friend would be coming over.

On the way over to Britney's house, George and Kylie actually talked for the first time in ages.  George found out what Kylie thought about his house (pretty cool), school in general (mostly lame), having to go to a new school after the move (a hassle, but she'd get used to it), and her mother (not bad, for a mom).  There was no talk about boys, which suited George just fine, since he figured he'd probably be too embarrassed to talk to Kylie about anything like that.

Kylie, meanwhile, found out that her grampa was really happy to have her, and her mom, living with him, and that he actually listened to some of the same music she did.  Kylie was into things like alternative rock instead of the bubble-gum pop girls her age usually liked, and George's taste in music had always been pretty wide-ranging.  They agreed to compare their music lists and see about trading tracks for their MP3 players.

George did a double-take the first time he saw Britney.  He knew, of course, that 13-year-old girls didn't dress the way they did when he was that age, but he wasn't quite expecting what he saw.  First of all, the girl was absolutely gorgeous, with a heart-shaped face, full mouth with just a hint of a pouty lower lip, straight nose with light freckles, long light brown hair with reddish highlights.  She had a typical 13-year-old body, mostly flat and straight, although her breasts were definitely developing.  What was on the body, though, was something else.  Like Kylie, she was wearing a tank top and jeans, but comparing their outfits would be like saying a house cat and a black panther are both felines.  Britney's tank top was skin tight, and ended at about the bottom of her rib cage.  It left no doubt that she wasn't wearing a bra.  And her jeans were cut so low on her hips that when Britney turned away to close the door behind her, George could see the curve of her ass cheeks above them.  The little girl's belly was completely exposed.  No, they definitely didn't dress like that when he was that age.

When they got back to the house, Kylie and Britney disappeared into Kylie's room.  George told them to let him know when they wanted some lunch.  He headed for his computer.  To do some work.  Even though he would have rather called up a little porn after looking at Britney in her "little-girl slut" outfit.  That wouldn't be a good idea with both girls in the house, though.

*****
As soon as the girls were in Kylie's room by themselves, and plopped down on the bed.  Britney said, "Your grandfather's hot!"

"What?!"  Kylie was shocked.

"He's hot.  And I was talking to my cousin Lisa, she's like 18 and she's done sex with guys and stuff.  And she said that older guys are better because they've got more experience and know what's good for a girl.  And she said their dicks are bigger than guys our age, too."

"God, Britney, you are so sick!"

"Oh, come on, like you never think about things like that!  Have you ever seen his dick?"

"Brit, he's my grampa!  It's not even right to think about that.  Besides, shut up, I've got something to tell you."

"All right, go ahead, brat."

"After you told about what you did with Derek, I was... all horny."  Kylie didn't usually talk that way, but she didn't know how else to explain it.  "And I took off my clothes, and I played with myself!"

"Wow, Ky, what did you do?"

"I did all the stuff to myself that you said Derek did to you.  I played with my boobs, and I rubbed myself... down there.  And then I put my finger in... and then another finger.  And I found something."

"What, that you're actually a girl after all?"

"Oh, stop it!  No, I hit something with my finger, and it felt like...  I can't even explain it, it was like incredible.  And I kept touching it and it got better and better until it was like it was so good I couldn't even stand it any more."

"That doesn't even make sense."

"I know.  I just have to show you.  Pull down your pants."

"Oh, now you think you're a lezzie or something?"

"No, silly!  I'm not going to touch you.  Oh, here, I'll show you!"  Kylie unfastened her jeans and pulled them down, along with her panties, to around her ankles, and spread her knees apart.  She moved her hand between her legs and pointed with her finger, so Britney could see.  "It's right here, at the top of your... pussy."  Kylie was still trying to get used to talking like that.  "Now pull your pants down and touch yours."

"Okay, if it'll shut you up!"  Britney undid her jeans, and pulled them down the way. Kylie had.  Britney reach between her legs, run her finger along her slit.  She could feel the heat starting to rise inside her.

"A little higher," Kylie instructed her.  Britney moved her finger up, let it slip just inside the lips of her pussy.  Then she felt it.

"Oh my fucking god!"  The shock that went through her body when her finger hit her clit was like nothing she'd ever experienced.  Derek hadn't done anything like this to her.  She could feel it through her entire body.  Her eyes were wide as she looked over at Kylie.

"Yeah, that's it."  Kylie was giggling.  "And it gets better.  Let's both do it.  But don't make too much noise, we don't want Grampa to walk in on us."

Britney bit her tongue.  What she wanted to say was, "Maybe you don't want him to walk in on us!"

The two girls lay back on the bed and started masturbating together.  For once, Kylie had more experience than Britney, and could give her pointers.

"If you put two fingers in instead of one, it fills you up more.  And you can get them in farther.  And then you can use your thumb on the little thing at the top."  Neither one of them really knew what the clit was called yet.

Kylie knew what to expect, and relaxed as her breathing got deeper.  She could feel her juices flowing in her pussy, and her muscles pulsing around her fingers.  Her clit was hard and throbbing.

For Britney, this was new.  She'd had Derek's finger in her, but, as she realized now, he hadn't really known what he was doing.  He'd only had one finger in her, and had never touched the little bud at the top of her slit.  Her cousin Lisa was probably right - older guys would know what to better than guys her age.

Those thoughts vanished from Britney's mind, along with everything else, as her body responded to the touch of her fingers, and the feelings surging through her body made everything else irrelevant.  As her fingers drove into her pussy, her juices coated them, her pussy gripped them.  Every time she touched the bud at the top of her pussy, a small shock coursed through her.  She was breathing heavily, and moaning, biting her lower lip to keep from crying out.  And then she was hit by the full force of a sexual climax.

Britney's pussy spasmed wildly, pulsing around her fingers.  The muscles in her lower belly clenched tightly, bringing her head and shoulders up off the bed.  Her body shook, and her mind, unable to take it all in, simply gave up and went blank.  She gasped for breath, opened her eyes wide, and looked over at Kylie, who was shaking on the bed and moaning softly.

"Oh... fuck... fuck... aaaahhhh!"  As the final convulsions of her first orgasm wracked Britney's body, she flopped back onto the bed trying to catch her breath.  She realized her fingers were still inside herself, and she slowly drew them out, the feeling almost painful because of her sudden sensitivity.

She heard Kylie's voice, seeming faint and far away.  "Did it happen to you?"

"Yeah, god, that was incredible!"

"See, I told you."  Kylie's voice was coming into focus now.  "Lick your fingers, it tastes really good!"

Britney lifter her hand to her mouth, sniffed, then slowly licked her fingers.  Kylie was right again.  It did taste good.  She might have to find out more about that.

*****
The girls rested for a few minutes, then pulled their pants back up and put themselves back together.  They spent the next couple of hours alternately surfing the web, talking about boys, and discussing how it felt when they played with themselves.

Britney now definitely wanted to find out what it was like to do something with an older guy.  It was so much better when she played with herself than when Derek did it that she wanted to know if an older guy could do it as well as she did, or if it would be just like with somebody her own age.  She wasn't about to say anything more to Kylie, though, because she was beginning to develop a plan.

Eventually, Kylie went to the bathroom.  While she was gone, Britney checked out Kylie's address book on the computer.  Sure enough, there was an entry for "Grandpa."  Britney wrote down the email address for future reference.

*****
George finished up the work he needed to do, then relaxed and worked on catching up on his reading while he waited for the girls to decide they needed lunch.  About 12:30 the girls appeared from Kylie's room and announced they were ready to eat lunch and go the mall for some shopping.

"Hope you've got some money, then!"  George grinned wickedly.

"Grampa!"  Kylie could whine as well as any 13-year-old girl when she decided she needed to.

"Just kidding!  Don't hit me!  But don't expect to spend a fortune, I'm not a rich man, you know."

They stopped for pizza on the way to the mall, then spend about three hours shopping, which was about two and a half hours more than optimum for George.  He took it well, though, partly because he hadn't had to do anything like that for years, partly because it was the first chance he'd had in a long time to spend so much time with his granddaughter, and partly (he had to admit it) because he was enjoying being around Britney.  He'd never really thought of himself as a dirty old man, but maybe he'd have to reconsider.  The girl was definitely hot.  And seemed to know it.  And a few times during the day, he got the impression she was flirting with him.  He'd have brushed it off as an old man's fantasy, except that one of the times Kylie gave Britney a really disgusted look.  He didn't think Britney caught it, but it was almost like Kylie saw what Britney was doing and didn't like it.  Not that it made any difference, even if she was flirting with him, nothing was ever going to come of it.

The girls each bought a few things, nothing extravagant, and Kylie asked if Britney could stay for dinner so both girls could show Kylie's mother what they'd bought.  That was fine with George, and he checked with Britney's mother to make sure she didn't have any objections.

George fixed dinner so it was ready when Jeannie got home from work.  After they ate, Jeannie drove Britney back home.  George watched some TV, with Jeannie and Kylie joining him when they got back. 

At one point, when Kylie was out of the room, Jeannie said, "Rough day at work today, Dad.  I'd just like to get some sleep tonight, if that's okay.  I can make a visit to your room tomorrow night."

"Sure, honey.  That's up to you.  I'll be ready any time you are."  George grinned.  He still couldn't quite believe what was happening with his daughter, but he wasn't about to look a gift horse in the mouth.

"Oh, I'll be ready a lot!"  Jeannie was getting to live out one of her fantasies with her father, and was going to keep doing it as long as she could.

*****
George headed for his bedroom about 10:30 and fired up the computer.  He didn't need to worry about watching porn before he went to sleep anymore, since he was actually getting the real thing, he just wanted to check his email.  When he opened it up, there was a message with the subject "c u" from an email address he didn't recognize.  He opened the email.

{Want 2 c u bad email back. b}

"What the fuck?"  George was at a loss.  Who the hell was that?  Then it hit him.  It had to be Britney.  Maybe she really had been flirting with him.  And maybe she wanted to do more than just flirt.  And maybe he should get his ass as far away from this situation as possible as fast as he could.

He looked at the time on the email.  Just a few minutes ago.  Against his better judgment, he hit <Reply> and typed in a message.

{Why did you send me that?}

He hit <Send>.  The reply seemed to take only seconds.

{Do u have im?}

{Yes.}  He added his instant messaging address.  Hit <Send>.  Cursed himself for being an idiot.  And waited to see what would happen.  He was already signed on to his IM service.  He always did out of habit, even though he almost never used it anymore.

The message came quickly.

{Want u}  Suddenly a webcam image appeared on his screen.  There was Britney sitting at the computer, wearing a T-shirt and not much else.  What kind of parent let a 13-year-old girl have a webcam?  Probably the same kind that let her go out dressed the way she'd been today.

Britney smiled, then stood up.  George could see that all she had on besides the T-shirt was a pair of panties.  Probably what she wore to bed.  Britney slowly raised the hem of the T-shirt.  George's mind told him to shut down his IM service, but his body refused to obey.  He couldn't take his eyes off the screen as the little girl pulled the T-shirt off, showing him her small, perfect breasts.  She ran her fingers over them lightly, then licked her lips.  George could feel his cock starting to stiffen in his boxers.  Britney smiled again, then bent down and slipped out of her panties, dropping them on the floor.  George could see the downy hair between her legs, the outline of her pussy.  Britney sat down again, completely naked, and typed.

{b hr 2morrow 10 mom wll b at work}  The webcam image disappeared, the IM screen showed she had gone offline.  George shut down his computer and went to bed, shaking.

*****
Britney trembled with anticipation.  She was sure Kylie's grandfather thought she was hot, she'd seen the way he looked at her today, and the way he'd reacted when she'd flirted with him.  Kylie had given her a dirty look one time, and Britney had been afraid she was going to say something and blow it all for her, but Kylie had kept it to just the look.  Britney was pretty sure that the look she'd given the old man over her webcam was enough so that he'd show up in the morning.  She sure hoped so.

*****
The next morning George had to force himself to act calm as he drank his morning coffee at the kitchen table with Jeannie and Kylie.  He wasn't sure what he was going to do when 10:00 approached.  He was afraid to think about it.

As Jeannie prepared to leave for work, George said, "Hey, Jean, I have to go out to see a client this morning.  Kylie's old enough to stay by herself for a while, isn't she?"

"God, of course I am, Grampa!"  Kylie sounded exasperated.

Jeannie laughed at her daughter.  "Yes, Dad, she can stay by herself.  Just make sure you lock up anything dangerous!"

With that, Jeannie headed off to work, and George started doing some actual work on his computer to occupy his time until just before 10:00.  Kylie disappeared into her bedroom.

At about a quarter to 10, George knocked on the door of Kylie's room and said, "I'm heading out, kiddo, I'll see you later."

"Okay, Grampa, see you when you get back."

George headed out to his car and started the drive to Britney's house, almost shaking with anticipation.  He wasn't sure what his granddaughter's friend wanted from him, but he was definitely sure of what he was hoping to get from her.

By the time George reached Britney's house he was so charged up that he practically ran from the car to the front door.  He knocked, had to wait only a few seconds before the door opened.  She must have been waiting for him.  Britney was dressed the way she had been on the webcam the night before, T-shirt and panties.

"I wasn't sure if you'd come," she said, smiling nervously.

"What, you thought I wouldn't want to see more of that?"  George chuckled.  "Speaking of which, let's see more of that!"

"You first.  I haven't seen you without anything on yet."  Britney surprised herself by being so aggressive.

"Okay, but first you've gotta answer a question for me.  Why did you want me to come over here?"

"Uh, well, my cousin told me that older guys are better to do things with.  That they do things better than guys our age."

"What kinds of things?  What have you done with guys so far?"

"Well..."  Britney decided to tell him.  "I held a guy's dick in my hand and played with it, and I let him put his finger in me.  Oh, and I kissed him."  She giggled.

"That's it, huh?  Have you ever had an orgasm?"

"Uh, is that where you feel funny and kinda shake all over?"

George chuckled again.  "That's it.  I guess you must have had one, then."

"Yeah, but not with a boy.  I... uh I did that to myself...  Kylie showed me how."

"I see."  George was thinking to himself that his granddaughter might not be quite as innocent as she put on.

"So, do you not want me because I haven't really done anything?"  Britney was afraid that he might think she wouldn't be good enough.

"Don't worry about that, by the time we're finished you'll have done plenty.  Are you ready for that look now?"  George was trying to keep from looking too eager, or too excited.

"Yeah, I want to see you naked!"  Again, Britney was shocked at how forward she was.  She licked her lips as she waited for him to undress.

"Okay, but let's go into your bedroom first."

Britney giggled as she led George down the hall to her room.  She was a little embarrassed when he looked around at the girlie things and the posters on her walls, but he didn't say anything.  He just started undressing.  Britney realized she was holding her breath as she watched, and began breathing, heavily.  When George finally slipped off his boxers, she stared at his dick.  It was hard.  And it was a lot bigger than Derek's, both longer and thicker.  Britney licked her lips again as she thought about what it would feel like to touch it the way she had Derek's.  And maybe even do other things with it.

As George stood naked in front of the little girl, he realized how long it had been since he'd been with anyone even remotely this young.  And that he'd better take advantage of it, because he'd probably never get another chance like this.

"Okay, Britney, your turn.  Take it off, like you did last night."

Britney took in a large breath, and held it as she lifted the T-shirt over her head.  She'd never been naked with a guy before.  When she was with Derek they hadn't taken off their clothes.  And the night before, when she was naked, Kylie's grandpa could see her, but he wasn't there.  And she couldn't see him.  Now he was in the room with her, and naked himself.  But as she tossed her T-shirt onto the floor and began pulling down her panties, she realized she didn't care.  She wanted him to be there with her, and she wanted to be naked.  And she was.  And she looked at him and saw him staring at her with a wicked grin on his face.

George pulled Britney against him and pressed his lips against hers.  His tongue snaked out into her mouth and began searching it.  Britney rolled her tongue against his, reached in between them and wrapped her fingers around his dick and began stroking it the way she had Derek's.  She felt his hands running over her breasts, and down along her sides and belly.  Britney's cousin Lisa had been right about older guys; she could tell already that this was going to be a lot better than what she'd done with Derek.  Kylie's grandpa was stronger, knew exactly what he was doing, but was gentler at the same time.  Britney closed her eyes and felt his hands roam over her body as she stroked his dick.

George's cock was hard as a rock and ready for some action, and Britney's hand was going to bring him off before long if this kept up.  He wasn't sure what Britney wanted, but he knew that he didn't want to just shoot his load all over her.

"Have you ever had anybody lick you?"

"Uh, no.  Lick me where?"  Britney wasn't sure what he was talking about, but she thought it sounded a little weird and maybe yucky.

"All over."  Kylie's grandpa gave her that smile again, then added, "Let's try it.  If you don't like it, tell me and I'll stop."

"Okay.  Uh, what's your name?"  This time Britney smiled.  "If we're doing things like this I can't call you 'Kylie's grandpa.'"

"It's George.  Just don't call me that unless we're doing things like this, okay."

"Yeah.  George."

George suddenly put his hands on Britney's waist, picked her up, and tossed her onto the bed on her back.  She giggled, then watched him walk over to the bed and hover over her, looking at her body, before he bent over, dropping his head to her chest, and began licking her left breast.  When he started licking it tickled, and Britney giggled again.  Within seconds, though, the giggles turned to low moans, as she felt his tongue glide around the base of her breast, then move up, flicking over her nipple, before  moving to her other breast and repeating the motions.  The feeling of his tongue on her skin was sending shivers through her, and her breath was becoming short.  When George's mouth reached her right nipple, instead of merely swirling his tongue around it, he drew the nipple into his mouth and sucked it.

"Uh!  Wow!"  A jolt shot through Britney's body as she felt the tug of George's lips on her nipple.  She couldn't believe she was afraid this would be yucky and she wouldn't like it.  She didn't want him to stop.

George hadn't had this much fun in years.  He'd always enjoyed showing women new things, and the taste and smell of Britney's body were putting an incredible charge into him.  It was just as good as fucking his own daughter.  As that realization hit him another thought raced through his head - has Jeannie ever been with another woman?  Would she be interested in a three-way?  Those thoughts only lasted for seconds, though, as he had other things to occupy his attention.

Britney was a little disappointed when George's mouth moved away from her breasts, but that didn't last long when she felt his lips and tongue glide down the middle of her belly, licking, his teeth nipping lightly at her skin.  His tongue swirled around her belly button, licking inside the little hollow, then moved lower, to where downy hair covered her skin.  George put his hands on Britney's inner thighs and spread them apart, opening her pussy, then moved his face in between her legs.  She felt his breath, hot against the lips of her pussy.

"Uh!   Mmmmm."  Britney moaned and purred as she felt George's mouth close on her pussy, his tongue spreading her lips and poking inside her.  It felt different than having Derek's finger, or hers, inside her.  The tongue was softer, wetter.  Britney felt the juices start to run through her pussy.

Maybe it was just because the girl was so young and innocent, but George thought Britney's pussy was the sweetest he'd ever tasted.  As he ran his tongue up and down along her slit, he knew he was going to have to fuck her soon or he'd go crazy.  But he wanted to make sure he made her cum first.

Britney leaned back, closed her eyes, and let the feeling of George's tongue on her pussy carry her away.  Up and down her slit, flicking in and out between her lips.  Then it charged upward, hit the bud that sat at the top of her slit.

"Ahhh!  God, yes!"  It was like the first time she'd touched it herself, but different somehow, more intense.  Maybe because it was a tongue instead of a finger.  Maybe just that it was someone else doing it.

Licking the little girl's clit got the reaction that George was looking for.  Now he attacked it with his tongue, lashing it.  He flicked his tongue against her clit over and over, fast and quick, and felt her body respond.

Britney began to gasp as George's tongue worked over her bud.  She reached down and gripped his hair with her hands, pulling his face tightly against her pussy.  She was beginning to feel like she had when she'd played with herself while Kylie had showed where to touch herself.  Then George's mouth closed over her bud, sucking on it, and the climax hit Britney.

"Oh god!  Yes!  Uh... uh... uh...  Aaaahhh!"  The spasms started in Britney's pussy, then tore through her entire body.  The muscles in her lower belly clenched.  Her shoulders shot up off the bed.  Her thighs clamped together around Georges' head.  She twitched, once, then again, and again.  Finally, she collapsed back onto the bed, mewling like an animal.  As good as her first orgasm had been when she'd played with herself along with Kylie, this was better.  Much better.

George pulled himself up, hovered over Britney's still-quivering body.

"Do you want more?"  He certainly hoped so.  If he had to quit here, he'd lose his mind for sure.

"Yes!   God, yes!  I want you to do it to me!"  Britney's eyes were wide, her breath still coming in gasps.

"You want me to do what to you?"  George was in a playful mood, teasing.

"You know what!"

"Maybe I don't.  Or maybe I just want you to say it.  Tell me what you want me to do!"

"I want you to..."  In spite of what she'd been doing lately, talking dirty was still something Britney had trouble with.

"To what?  Come on, baby, say it!"

"FUCK ME!"  Britney forced it out, almost a scream.  That was all George needed.

George pressed the tip of his cock against her pussy lips, then forced just the head inside her virgin hole.  He groaned as he felt the lips of her pussy grip his cockhead tightly.  She was as tight as anyone he'd ever had, and he suddenly worried if he'd even fit inside the thirteen-year-old.

Britney groaned and moaned as she felt the head of George's cock enter her.  She was breathing in gasps now.  This was a lot bigger than anything she'd ever had inside her.  But she didn't care.  She had to know what it was like.

"You ready for this?"  George wanted to make sure the little girl really wanted it.  He wasn't about to force anyone into sex.

"Yes, do it to me.  Fuck me!"  With that, George drove himself into Britney's pussy in one vicious stroke.  His cock felt like it was being held in a vise, her pussy was so tight.

"GOD!!!!"  Britney sucked in a huge breath, then felt it explode out of her as she felt George's cock rip her open.  The walls of her pussy were forced apart, violently, and she felt pain knife through her as her hymen was shredded.  "Ohhhh, that really hurts!"

It had been a long time, but George was no stranger to virgins.  "Hold still, try to relax and see if the pain will ease up.  I don't want to hurt you."  As George looked down at Britney's face, he saw tears leaking from the corners of her eyes.  "Do you want to stop and not do this?"

"No!  You have to ... fuck me!"  Britney had gone too far to stop now.  And George could no longer wait.  He saw Britney's face begin to relax, felt her pussy pulsing around his cock, and he began to fuck her.  Long, slow strokes at first, getting her used to having a cock inside her, then, as he felt her start to respond, shorter, quicker, more violent thrusts, the kind intended to bring a woman to a screaming orgasm.

Britney felt her pussy begin to relax around George's dick as he moved it in an out of her.  She was filled with new experiences.  The way her belly felt filled up by George's cock.  The sensation of her pussy opening to take his cock in, then shrinking back again as he pulled back out of her.  Her entire body vibrating as his cock drove all the way into her, and his pelvis crushed against the bud that gave her so much pleasure.  She stared into his eyes, her breath deepening with each stroke of his cock up the entire length of her pussy.  Britney slowly realized that she wasn't a virgin any more.  That she would never again feel the exquisite pain of having her cherry popped.  And somewhere in the back of her mind, she realized that there would be many more pleasures, some mixed with equal amounts of pain, to take the place of this one.

Britney felt the spasms overcoming her again.  Her pussy squeezed George's cock, while her legs locked together around his hips, trapping him inside her.  Her fingers dug into the flesh of his shoulders.  Her belly and chest pushed hard against his, needing to feel as much of his body against her as she could.

"GOD!!!  FUCK!!!  YES!!!  Ahhh, ahhh, ahhh!!!"  Britney's body convulsed against George's as the orgasm shook her.  If he hadn't held her tightly, she'd have been thrashing all over the bed.  And the pulsing of Britney's pussy around his cock was all George needed to send him over the edge.  He felt his balls tighten, then twitch, and stream after stream of cum shot out into Britney's unprotected pussy.

Britney's orgasm intensified as she felt George's cum flood her pussy.  Since her pussy was already filled with his cock, his semen squeezed around his cock, some oozing out past her pussy lips onto the bed.  Still more forced its way through her cervix and into her womb.  Britney was completely filled now, by George's cock and his cum, and she couldn't think of anything that could be better.  She looked up at George, who was still staring at her face.

"Did I do okay?"  She was still afraid she might not be good enough.

"God, baby, you were great!  I've never had anything better.  Did it feel good to you?"

"God, yes!  I want your dick in me all the time!"

*****

tried to hold back my thoughts and feelings for her of what I wanted to do. Many times in the car as she drove, I would go through several phases of having a boner the whole time, wishing for her ass. We always played around with eachother and acted stupid, pinching and slapping eachother's asses playfully, or well, she did..playfully. I did just so I can have a piece of that heaven called her soft, meaty, juicy, ever-so-fuckable ass. Even in our arguments, they were strange, she would say something like "well if you don't like that, then kiss my butt!" and I would laugh, wink, and say "ok" then she would just laugh. I guess it didn't mean anything, but I would kiss, lick, and eat her ass out any time she wanted me to, if given the chance.

It all just happened one night, in a flash. I'll always remember it, and I'll never forget. I lost my virginity, to my cousin. She had just moven back into her mom's house (my aunt's house) which is only down the road from my own house. Her and her boyfriend Ricky had argued many times, and she was frustrated with him, so she had moven back into her mom's house just to get away. They were still dating, yet she was still mad at him. I didn't know much about the whole thing, I just thought he was a lucky guy to be able to fuck her brains out in the first place. I always sat around wondering if he ever gave it to her up the ass. I always sat around wondering if she would take it up the ass. I wondered about a lot of things.

Over many months as I got older before I turned 15, and even during the era when I was 15, my cousin told me many times that she would go out and buy me condoms when I find a girl that I was ready to have sex with. I always laughed and told her that I would find a way to get them. I always wished I could have told her many times that I wanted her to spread those legs for me, and let me fuck her in the sweet spot, then roll her over and buttfuck her. However, one night, it happened.

It was a warm day in June. She was off from work for a couple of days. I, on the other hand, was out of being able to watch TV or anything. My mother was gone to work (my aunt was gone to work as well), and I had nothing to do except stay at my aunt's. Sarah, as I said, lived there now, and was in the bathroom, taking a shower the whole time. While she was, I grabbed a couple of pairs of her panties that she had wore or had to be washed in the upcoming day or so, and sniffed them, licked them, and stroked my cock with them.

I was watching TV, and she came out of the shower, steaming (literally), still a little wet from the water and hot spots, with a towel wrapped around her head wearing a plain t-shirt and pokadot pajamas that made her ass look ever so nice. I walked up behind her, and playfully, grabbed her ass, smiling. After about a 5 second hold and her saying, frustratedly, "ugh, move your hand off my butt," I removed my hand and said "I hope your butt is clean!" and I laughed. I continued to stay in her room, with such a hard cock, sniffing my hand as where it was on her ass, dreaming of fucking her.

She came back into her room, her hair completely dry, same with her body, and laid down on her bed next to me. I tried to hide my hard-on but it was so hard to, as I kept thinking of how I'd love to ram my cock up her ass.

Out of nowhere, she said, "how's love life going?"

"I broke up with Nicole last week...she was getting on my nerves over a lot of things, and just being you know...bitchy" I replied. Nicole was my girlfriend at the time, or well, ex girlfriend at the time.

"Did you have sex with her?"

When she asked me that, I wanted to twist something in a loop. I said "No..I don't know how to, I'm not sure if my cock is big enough. And like I said, I have no idea how to."

She looked at me weirdly, and said "Well..let me see. C'mon! Don't be embarrassed! I'm your cousin! When you were a baby, I seen it all the time anyway!"

"What? No...what?........" she grabbed my pants and pulled them down as my cock was still EXTREMELY hard and it shown.

"WOW! It's bigger than Ricky's!...Uh, I mean, Nicole would sure love that! Wow! Do you, uh....uhh...*she giggled* need that taken care of?"

I nodded in between a yes or no, and said "..what do you mean"

She started to blush, "Do you want me to give you a handjob?!"

I was very intrigued to hear her say that. I said "Um, I could always do that to myself but sure."

She moved her right hand over my cock rubbing the rim of it's head. I leaned back in relief, loving the sensation that my cousin Sarah was giving to me. I just couldn't believe how she was giving me a handjob. She stroked my cock, with her eyes just stuck on it, glazing at it, staring at it with both of her eyes, just watching it. As she clinched my cock, I thought of her ass slamming back and down on my groin area in thrusts as my cock began to get even harder.

She moved her face on down and put her lips around my cock. I jerked back by an accidental default motion in reaction with an "ohhh" sigh of relief. She said "Relax...I'm going you a blowjob." I stayed lean back, I moved my hand over her head and pushed down as she deep-throated my 7 or 8 or so inch cock.

I then rose up, and said "Sarah, since I shown you my cock, will you take off your clothes and let me see your vagina?"

She shook her head and said "Trey, I'm only doing this to get you off so you will feel better and relieved."

I replied saying "please, Sarah......"

She gave in, and removed her clothes. Her pussy was very pink. I just wanted to fuck her so bad, even though I didn't know if she was up for the gig. she leaned back in and continued to blow me. She still yet continued to bob her head up and down the shaft of my cock. She then leaned up and said the words that I've longed to hear. "Oh, God, I'm so horny now, just fuck me." I got up on my knees and so did she. I lined up behind her ass and looked at it as she guided my cock into her pussy. I needed to find a way to fuck her ass. She motioned herself and pumped my cock back and forth as it felt so good. I was so hard that my cock was hurting. Her pussy was pretty tight, and better than what I expected. I pulled her back as her ass slammed up against me. After three minutes of hard thrusting, I withdrew my cock from her pussy, and leaned down and started licking and fingering her ass.

She hesitated when I first started to, and said "what in the hell are you doing?" I replied telling her "Sarah, please, forever, I've been wanting to fuck you in the ass, and have been just driving myself crazy over many fantasies that I've wanted to do to you. Please, Sarah, please, I love your ass."

She looked surprised, smiled, and had a devish look on her face, and said "Well, I guess you can, but if you would have told me a long time ago, I would have let you! You're my cousin...I love you, and your cock."

I toungued her asshole. Since she took a shower, I couldn't taste any fecies, or anything. All I could taste was the sweet nectar of her monster fucking ass. I continued to toungue her ass as she moaned, and moaned some more. I leaned up, and knew it was time. The moment I've been waiting for, the one moment I've been dying to make happen. My cock going deep in her ass was now a portentous moment. She spread her ass cheeks open, and I popped my cock in. She pumped her ass up and down the shaft of my cock. "OH FUCK ME! Oh, God...Trey...fuck me....oh...yeaahh......" I reached my climax and slammed her ass back against me as I cummed as hard as I could up inside her.

I'm now 33 years old, married, and have two kids. However, I will never forget that day.

ny means, but it was certainly big enough to be comfortable for the three of them.  The move was happening this weekend, and on Saturday George treated himself to a large breakfast at the local diner to get ready.  At his age, a day of moving furniture would take plenty of fuel.

George had rented a small truck for the move, and recruited his friend Bill to help.  There were just enough big pieces of furniture that trying to do it any other way wouldn't have worked.  They pulled up at Jeannie's apartment about 9:00 in the morning to get things started.

Jeannie was 34, about 5'4", fairly medium in size all around, dark hair and brown eyes..  She had nice sized breasts and flaring hips.  Kylie was a typical 13-year-old, about five feet tall, skinny, without much in the way of curves.  Her hair was naturally the same color as Jeannie's, but now it was more of an auburn color with lighter streaks.  George noticed all of this as the day went along without paying too much attention to it.  It registered mainly because it had been several months since he'd spent this much time with his family.

The move went quickly and smoothly.  George and Bill took care of the larger items, the females handled the clothes, kitchen things, and some smaller furniture.  A few things that weren't needed wound up in the garage, to be sold later.  Once everything was pretty well organized, it was time for the standard ritual that caps off all moving days - pizza and beer.  There was plenty of both.  Jeannie even let Kylie have a beer, since she'd been such a big help with the move.  Kylie managed to work it so that she actually got two, which left her feeling a little crispy by the time everybody finished dinner.  Bill had hung around to have pizza, but then had to head home to his wife, so by about 8:00 that night, it was just the three family members.

Kylie said, "I'm going to go call Britney," and headed for her bedroom, leaving her mother and grandfather in the living room.

"I'm still a little worried about her, Dad," said Jeannie.  "I know she seems to be taking everything OK now, but what's going to happen when school starts and she has to make all new friends because she's in a different district?"  The move had been timed partly so that it would fall during Kylie's Summer vacation and not disrupt a school year.

"Oh, she'll be fine, Jean.  We moved to a completely different city when I was in high school, and I managed to survive.  And I wasn't anywhere near as well-adjusted as a kid as Kylie is.  Besides, these days with their cell phones and MySpace and all that crap, she can still keep in touch with all her old friends if she wants to."

"Well, I suppose.  I guess we'll just have to wait and see."

"That's right.  And right now I'm just going to relax and have another beer instead of worrying about it."

*****
Kylie curled up on her bed in her new bedroom and called Britney.  Brit was her BFF and had texted her that she needed to talk about Derek.  Derek was the hot guy at their school, he'd just finished 8th grade, a year ahead of Kylie and Britney.

"Hey, Ky, how's everything?  Move go OK?"

"Yeah, we're all settled in.  Mom let me have a beer with dinner, and I snuck another one, so I'm a little buzzed.  What happened with Derek."

"I ran into him at the mall, and he totally kissed me!"

"No way!  Tongue?"

"Yes!  And that's not all.  He like felt me up, and he let me touch his dick!"

"He did not!  You are totally a liar!"

"He did too!  Here's what happened..."

As Britney began her story, Kylie felt an unfamiliar heat rising through her body.

*****
George finished another beer and said to Jeannie, "Well, I think I'm going to call it a day.  Between the heavy lifting and the beer, I'm about worn out.  See you in the morning."

"Goodnight, Dad."  Most of Jeannie's attention was on the TV show she was watching.

Once in his bedroom, with the door locked, George started getting undressed, but made no move to go to bed.  Instead, wearing only his boxers, he plopped down in a chair in front of his computer, and started browsing his collection of porn videos.  (Moving the computer into the bedroom was one of the changes that had to be made with Jeannie and Kylie moving in.  He couldn't be doing stuff like this in the living room any more.)  George didn't check out porn a lot, not as much as some other guys he knew, but he was certainly no stranger to it.  And tonight he needed something.

Maybe it was all the exercise of moving furniture around.  He was no couch potato, but wasn't a world-class athlete, either.  Maybe it was the beer.  Maybe (although he didn't want to think about it) it was having two good-looking women (or one woman, one girl) in the house after so many years alone.  Maybe it was just a good time for him.  Whatever the reason, George was hornier than he had been in months, at least, and needed to do something about it.

George preferred "amateur" videos.  He knew the people weren't really amateurs, but at least they weren't the dead-eyed pros just going through the motions for a paycheck.  He found one with a woman in her mid-twenties who resembled a younger version of Jeannie, and got it ready to start.  He pulled off his boxers, put on this headphones (didn't want anybody else hearing the video) and hit Play.

*****
Jeannie headed for her room not long after her father had turned in for the night.  She was feeling nervous, and wasn't quite sure why.  She had the same bedroom she'd had before she had moved out of the house, although everything in it was different.  Still, there were lots of memories here, including losing her virginity to a neighbor kid at the age of 15.  Now why did she think of that all of a sudden?  It had been pretty much a disaster anyway.  The boy was only 16 and a virgin, too, and neither one of them had really had any idea of how things were supposed to work.  Jeannie had learned quickly after that first time.  She didn't know about the boy... what was his name, David maybe?  He'd been so embarrassed by the way things had gone that he'd barely ever talked to her again.

Jeannie suddenly realized that while she'd been thinking about her first time, she'd been undressing.  Now she had nothing left on but her bra and panties.  She checked herself out in the full-length mirror on the closet door.  Surprised Dad hadn't taken it down.  Probably never even thought about it.  Jeannie had demanded it when she was about 12, so she could see how she looked.

Now, she didn't look too bad, if she did say so herself.  Her hair was dark brown, medium length, framing a face that was slightly round, pretty, with an upturned nose and full mouth, small cleft in her chin.  She no longer had the skinny girl's body of the days when David (yes, that was his name) had first stuck his cock into her.  There was a slight swell to her lower belly that hadn't been there in years past, but she thought it looked sexy.  She had fairly large, upturned breasts that still stood out.  Or at least, she thought they did.  She hadn't really looked lately.  She reached behind her back, unfastened the clasp of her bra, and let it fall to the floor.  Yes, they still stood out, maybe not as high as when she was 20, but there was no real sag.

Almost unconsciously, Jeannie raised her hands to her breasts and cupped them, rolling her fingers around them, massaging, squeezing lightly.  God that felt good!  Jack was an asshole, and useless for most things (like keeping a job), but he was always horny and was decent in bed, which meant that Jeannie had been able to stay satisfied most of the time.  Since their relationship had deteriorated, though, she hadn't had any attention in several months.  She'd been too busy worrying about her marriage falling apart to be concerned about her sex life.  Now she could finally relax enough to do something about that.  Still massaging her breasts, she walked over to her bed and lay down on her back, pulling off her panties in the process..

*****
Kylie had propped her pillows up against the headboard of her bed, and was half-sitting with her back against the pillow, as she listened to Britney tell her about the adventure at the mall with Derek.

"So, what happened at the mall?  And don't even think of lying to me!"

"Don't worry, I don't have to lie.  This was so cool!  I just like ran into him out at the mall by accident.  He was with a couple of other guys that I didn't know, and when he saw me he was like, 'Brit, hi, can I talk to you for minute,' and he like dragged me off and said, 'Do you want to hang out with me.  I want to get rid of these two dweebs.'"

"Oh," Kylie chuckled, "so he wasn't really interested in you, he just wanted an excuse to ditch the other guys?"

"Oh just be quiet and listen.  You'll see.  So he told these guys that he was going to hang out with me, and then he got like this really funny look on his face and said, 'So, do you want to go someplace where we can be alone?'  I was all 'Yeah, totally,' but I didn't know where we could do that.  But you know where they're doing all that remodeling shit there at the mall?"

"Over by the theater?"

"Yeah.  He took me over there, and there's this little hole in the boards they've got put up around it, and we went back in there through the hole and nobody could see us.  He was like, 'Brit, I think you're really hot and I want you to be my girlfriend,' and I was all 'Wow, Derek, I think you' re really hot, too,' and then he like put his arms around me and kissed me.  He put his tongue in my mouth and we kind of wiggled our tongues around, and it was really hot and I started to feel kind of funny."

Kylie was starting to feel kind of funny by now, too.  She wondered what it would be like to kiss Derek.  Or to kiss any guy.

"So?  What happened next?"

"He like grabbed my boob and started squeezing it, and I'm all 'What are you doing,' and he's like, 'Do you want to be my girlfriend or not?'  So I shut up and let him keep doing it, and pretty soon it started to feel pretty good, except he was squeezing a little too hard, so I told him to take it easy and then it was better, but then all of a sudden he took his hand away and started trying to put it down my pants!"

"No fuckin' way!"  Kylie was genuinely shocked.  She knew things like that happened, but they weren't supposed to happen until you were older.

"Yeah way!  I told him to stop but he just said, 'It'll feel good.  Besides, you're my girlfriend now, right?  That's what boyfriends and girlfriends do!'  So I let him put his hand in my pants, and he like stuck it all the way down until it was inside my panties, then he put his fingers between my legs and starting rubbing me down there!"

Kylie found herself starting to breathe heavily.  The thought of having a boy squeeze her boob, or touch her down there was having an affect.

"And he was right, it did feel good.  I started to get all hot, and I had this really funny feeling my belly."    Like the one I'm getting now, thought Kylie.  "And then he undid his pants, and he took his dick out, and I actually saw it!  It was was all straight and hard.  He made me put my hand on it and kinda... you remember when we had a field trip to that farm a couple of years ago and that guy was milking a cow?  Well that's kinda what Derek made me do with my hand.  And when I started doing that, then he took one of his fingers and stuck it into my hole!"

"Oh my god!  What was that like?"

"It felt really good.  I like can't even tell you how it felt, except it was really good.  And he was kind of sliding his finger in and out of my pussy," (both girls were secretly shocked that Britney had used the word) "and I was pulling on his dick, and then he sort of shook all over and this stuff came out of his dick, it wasn't pee, it was something else, and then his dick got all soft and got smaller.  He said, 'Wow, Brit, that was great!' and I said it was too, then he kissed me again, and he said, 'We better get out of her before somebody finds us!'  And we went back out through the hole.  And that was it."

"So, are you going to do it with him again?"

"Yeah, if I get a chance.  Ky, it felt really good when his finger was in me!"

They talked for a few more minutes, but Kylie got Britney off the phone as soon as she could.  She had better things to do than talk to one of her friends.

*****
George watched as the woman in the video dropped to her knees and pulled the man's cock out of his pants, began licking and sucking it.  George thought about how it would feel to have a woman's mouth wrapped around his dick again.  It was something he hadn't experienced in a long time.

He'd just have to make to with his own resources, and he proceeded to do just that, stroking his cock lightly with his fingers as he watched the on-screen blowjob.  He was taking it easy so far, he didn't want to cum too soon.  He wanted to make this last and enjoy it for a while.

Now the young woman was on her back on the bed, getting her pussy licked by her partner.  The guy was tall and muscular, and appeared to be very good with his tongue.  The woman was making very satisfied noises, and her pussy was definitely wet.  George's cock was throbbing now, he wasn't sure how much longer he was going to last.

"Go on, man, fuck her, damn it!" he mumbled under his breath at his computer screen.  As if listening to George, the man rolled the woman over, positioned her so she was leaning over the side of the bed, and rammed his cock into her from behind, fucking her mercilessly, doggy-style. George was stroking his cock faster now, feeling his cum start to churn in his balls.  The camera angle on the video cut to a close-up of the woman's face, contorted in that pleasure that's so intense it's just this side of being pain.  Somewhere in George's brain it registered that she really did look like a younger version of Jeannie.  Anything happening in his brain, though, was overwhelmed by the rush of his semen out through his cock and onto his naked belly, as his body bucked and jerked on the chair.  After shooting all of his load, George relaxed for a few minutes, then stopped the video and took off his headphones.  He made a trip to the bathroom, to piss and wipe the cum off his belly, then flopped down on the bed, still naked, anticipating the dreams that always came when he jerked off right before going to sleep.

*****
Jeannie stretched out on her back on the bed, spreading her legs slightly.  She squeezed her breasts again, and moved her fingers up to her nipples, teasing them, then pinching lightly.  She gasped, then bit down on her lower lip to keep from making too much noise.

Keeping her left hand at work on her breasts, she let her right drift down over her belly, her fingers tickling slightly as they brushed over her skin.  Jeannie ran her fingertips up and down her belly several times, then let her hand drift down through her dark pubic hair to her crotch.  She held her fingers flat and rubbed them over her slit several times, feeling her pussy start to get wet.  Her legs involuntarily spread wider as she stimulated herself.  She was starting to breathe more deeply as sensations coursed through her body that she hadn't felt in months, at least.

Jeannie brought her right hand up to her mouth and licked her middle finger, then sucked it deeply into her mouth.  She hadn't sucked anything in a long time, and it felt good to have something in her mouth, touching her teeth, gums, palate; something to wrap her tongue around.  And, even though the finger hadn't actually been in her pussy, she could smell and taste herself on it, and that excited her even more.  

After sucking on her finger for about thirty seconds, she lowered her hand back between her legs.  This time as she laid her hand over her crotch, she curled her middle finger, so the tip slipped between the lips of her pussy.

"Mmmm... yessss!"  It had been so long since anything had entered her, she'd almost forgotten how good it felt.  Down went her hand, her finger moving deeper inside her, her legs again spreading farther outward to give her hand more access.  She pushed until her finger was completely inside her, then drew it out, slowly, scraping it across her clit as it came out.

"Aaaahhhh!"  In again, then back out.  In, and out.  Jeannie felt her pussy getting wetter, felt her belly heave when her finger ran over her clit.  She stopped, pulled her finger out and brought it back to her mouth.  She sucked again, this time getting the full taste of her pussy juices.  Her mind swam as she tasted herself.  Jeannie had never made love to a woman, but if this was what it tasted like, she might have to add it to her list.  Now the finger returned to her pussy, this time to be joined by a second.  They drove in as far as they would reach, and Jeannie was getting hotter and hotter, but it wasn't quite enough.  She needed something that would reach deeper.  With her left hand she fumbled around on the table next to the bed, finally coming up with what she was looking for.  Her hairbrush had a cylindrical handle, smaller than what she really wanted, but thicker and longer than her finger.  She guided the brush between her legs, and thrust the handle into her pussy.  As it entered her, she felt her pussy clamp down around it, and when she had the handle all the way inside, she discovered another benefit - the bristles of the brush rubbed against her clit, sending a shock rippling through her body.  She began pumping the brush in and out of her pussy, thrusting her pelvis out against it as she drove it in.  She had never fucked herself this way, and she liked it.

Her held tilted back, her eyes closed.  She bit her lip again to make sure she wouldn't make so much noise that her father or daughter would hear and wonder what was going on.  The noises she did make were low, back in her throat, almost animalistic.

"Uhnnnn...  Uhnnnn...  Uhn, uhn, uhn."  Her pussy spasmed, squeezing hard against the hairbrush.  She twisted it inside her, raking the bristles over her clit.  Her legs clenched together around her hand and the brush, causing the bristles to dig into the skin of her thighs, intensifying her sensations.  Her belly jerked several times, and she bit down hard on her lip now to keep from screaming, as the best orgasm she'd had in years surged through her body like a bolt of lightning.

She rolled over onto her side, and pulled the blankets up over her, drifting off toward sleep.  She'd need a new hairbrush.  And she might want to invest in some sort of dildo, too.

*****
Kylie's mind was working overtime, imagining how it must have felt to Britney, being with Derek that way.  Even more, thinking about what it would feel like to have Derek's dick in her hand, to have Derek's finger in her pussy.  Kylie pulled off her T-shirt, reached behind herself and unhooked her bra, freeing her budding breasts.  She cupped her breasts in her hands, squeezed them.  She felt a tingle as her fingers coursed over her nipples.  Experimenting, she pinched her nipples, and gasped at the feeling.

"Wow, cool," she mumbled under her breath, as she felt something warm and dark start to rise in her belly.  With her left hand still massaging her breasts, she moved her right down, her fingertips tickling her belly lightly as they went.  Her fingers reached the waistband of her shorts.  She hesitated.  She'd never done anything remotely like this, and if her mother found out, she'd be in big trouble.  Then she thought about Britney's description of how Derek's fingers had felt.  She unbuttoned and unzipped her shorts, and let her hand glide down, inside her shorts, into her panties, her fingers brushing through the light downy hair that covered her mound.  She spread her legs and allowed her fingers to run over the outside of her slit.

"Mmmm...  Ahhhhh."  She'd never felt anything like this before.  She felt like her belly was on fire, and she clamped her lips together tightly to keep from making too much noise.  Kylie rubbed her hand up and down over her crotch several times, moaning, then slowly pressed the tip of her middle finger against the opening of her virgin pussy.  She wiggled her finger slightly against her pussy lips, then felt the tip pop through inside her.

"Ohmygod!"  Her breath exploded out of her in a single blast.  Her eyes widened, her pussy rippled, the muscles of her belly clenched and relaxed.  It was the first time anything had ever been in her pussy, and it felt [I]incredible[/I].  Kylie slowly pressed her finger deeper into herself, amazed at how warm and wet her pussy felt around her finger, at how the walls of her pussy seemed to grip her finger as it moved into her.  While her finger explored her pussy, she continued to massage her breasts with her other hand.  Her body responded, her breath becoming short, tiny fingers of ice and fire alternately coursing over her skin.

"Ohhhh.  Uhhhh."  Her moans were becoming more pronounced.  A little afraid of what she was feeling, she pulled her finger out of her pussy.  It was wet, and the air made it feel cool.  She raised her hand in front of face, moved it closer, smelled her own juices on her finger.  Kylie snaked her tongue out, licked her finger lightly, tasting her own juices for the first time.  The taste was sharp and sweet at the same time.  She opened her mouth, took her finger in and began sucking her juice off.  She'd heard older girls talk about taking boys' dicks in their mouths and sucking on them.  She wondered if it was anything like this, if a boy's dick tasted anything like her pussy.

"Mmmmm, good," she moaned.  No longer scared, only aroused, she moved her hand back down, pushed off her shorts and panties, and slid her hand between her legs again.  This time as she spread the lips of her pussy, she slid both her index and middle fingers inside, unconsciously thinking that a boy's dick would be bigger than just her finger, at least, from what she'd heard and seen in pictures.

"Aaaahhhh, aaaahhhh."  She began fucking herself with her fingers, slowly feeling the sensations coursing through her body intensifying with each stroke.  She found that using the two fingers, not only did she open her pussy up wider, but she could reach farther inside herself, heightening the feelings even more.  Then, as she pulled her fingers back from one stroke, she brushed against her clit for the first time.

"Fuck!  God!"  An electric shock shot through her entire body.  The muscles in her belly convulsed.  Her shoulders came up off the bed with a jerk.  Her thighs clamped together around her hand, trapping it against her pussy and clit.  Her pussy muscles tightened around her fingers.

Slowly, she relaxed, and began finger-fucking herself again, this time making sure that each stroke included the tiny bud at the top of her slit.  Her chest and belly heaved with the strain of her gasping breaths.  She discovered that she could use her thumb to rub her clit, allowing her fingers  to concentrate on violating her pussy.  A tingling sensation started to spread through her, beginning deep in her belly where her fingers strained to reach even deeper.  She could feel her entire body start to vibrate.  Suddenly, she was struck by a lightning bolt.  It was like the first touch of her finger on her clit, but that was a tiny Fourth of July firecracker compared to the massive bomb that shook her body now.

"Ohhhh... fuck!  Fuckfuckfuck!  Uh uh uh!"  Her head thrashed from side to side on her pillow, her hair flying.  The muscles in her pussy and her lower belly spasmed uncontrollably.  Her toes curled, her feet driving into the bed, lifting her ass  up into the air.  She wanted to scream, but she had no breath.  Her pussy flooded with juice; she could feel it spilling out past her fingers onto the bed.  Wave after wave of her first orgasm rolled over her, until she simply wore out.  Exhausted, she curled up on her side on the bed, ready to sleep.

"Now I've got something to tell Britney," smiling at the thought of being able to out-do her friend..

*****
George rolled over, looked at the clock.  Two AM.  He needed to piss again.  That's what you get for drinking more beer than you're used to.  He levered himself up off the bed and walked into the bathroom.  And stopped dead, staring at Jeannie, naked on the toilet, wiping herself after peeing.

Jeannie was startled when the bathroom door opened.  And even more startled to see her father walk in, naked as she was.  Neither had quite gotten used to the new living arrangements, or the fact that the bathroom had two doors, one opening directly into George's bedroom.

Jeannie's attention immediately went to her father's cock.  It wasn't the first time she'd seen it.  When she was 14, she'd walked past her parents' bedroom in the middle of the night.  They'd neglected to close the door, and Jeannie saw her mother on all fours on the bed, her father behind her on his knees, fucking her doggie style (although Jeannie hadn't even known that was what it was called then).  She could clearly see her father's big cock ramming in and out of her mother's pussy.  She'd stood there as long as she could, watching, feeling dirty as she imagined what it would feel like if her father's cock were plowing into her own virgin pussy instead of her mother's.  Finally, she went back to her own room, afraid that she'd be caught if she stayed any longer.  Back in her bed, she masturbated to a massive orgasm, fantasizing that it was her father's mouth, and fingers, and cock bringing her to a climax instead of her own hands.  For several years afterward, her father was one of her favorite fantasy partners when she masturbated.

And now she saw her father's cock again.  And as she stared at it, she could see that it was stiffening.  And she decided she needed to do something about that.

George was frozen.  He simply couldn't move.  The sight of his daughter, naked, was too much for him.  He didn't know whether to move towards her, run away screaming, or simply give his soul to Jesus.  So he did nothing, as Jeannie finished wiping herself, rose off the toilet, and began to walk toward him.  He knew his cock was beginning to get hard, and he was ashamed.  But his shame was nothing compared to the lust that began to race through him as Jeannie approached.

As Jeannie walked toward her father, she finally took her eyes off his cock and looked up at his face.  She saw the lust, knew that he wanted her.  Her body was on fire as she dropped to her knees in front of him.  She wrapped her fingers around the shaft or his cock, and took the head into her mouth.  Her father's deep groan told her that he wanted this as much as she did.

George's body twitched as Jeannie began sucking his cock.  He felt the warmth and wetness of her, felt her tongue sliding over his shaft, her lips circling the head as she pulled back.  The feeling as she sucked hard, hollowing her cheeks around him, was like nothing he'd felt before.  She really knew what she was doing.  Good as the blowjob was, though, George wanted more.  He reached down, lifted Jeannie's face away from his cock, and said, "You don't want me to come in your mouth, do you?"

Jeannie looked up at him with an evil grin and replied, "Not this time!"

Jeannie stood up, they faced each other, and clutched at each other, embracing, kissing, their hands and mouths exploring.  George lifted Jeannie up, sat her down on the edge of the washbowl, and moved toward her.  Jeannie reached out and took George's cock in her hand, guided it to the opening of her pussy.  George hesitated for second, thinking about exactly what it was he was about to do, realizing that it couldn't be undone.

"Fuck me, daddy!"  It was what she'd always said in her fantasies, and as she finally spoke the words for real, her mind went blank, letting her body take over completely.  For George, hearing his daughter ask him, no beg him, to fuck her was all he needed.  He drove forward into her with a grunt. and felt his shaft sink all the way inside her.

"God, daddy, it feels so good!"  She hadn't called him "daddy" in years, but now she felt like a little girl again, as she lived out her fantasy of having her father's cock sliding in and out of her wet pussy.  She clutched at him with her hands, wrapped her legs around his hips.  His cock filled her, sliding over her clit as he drove in and out.

They were like two animals, their minds blank, controlled by their bodies and their instincts.  George felt like his cock had grown an extra inch since he'd buried it inside his daughter.  He assaulted her with his mouth as well, sucking on her neck, her throat, her earlobe, raking his teeth over her, biting lightly.  Jeannie dug her fingers into the flesh of his shoulders, leaned her head back, closed her eyes.  The feelings were overwhelming.  His cock inside her.  His mouth on her throat.  Her nipples pressing into his chest.  Their bellies flattened against one another.

"Uhhh, uhhh, uhhh.  Please, daddy, fuck me hard, make me cum!"

Hearing his daughter talk like such a slut was driving George wild.  He was pounding his cock into her pussy harder and harder, and could feel her muscles clenching at him as he fucked her.  He could feel himself getting close to a climax, his balls feeling heavy and full.  He felt her fingernails rake across his shoulders, and the addition of the pain was too much.  He felt his cum start to rise from his balls into his cock.

"Shit, honey, I'm going to cum inside you!"

"Yes, da...  Oh, fuck!  FUUUUCK!"  Feeling her father's semen pour into her was just what she needed to trigger her orgasm.  She felt the spasms in her belly, clutched at him convulsively.  Her mind dissolved into shards of broken glass, as she felt her father's cum mix with her own, filling her pussy until she couldn't hold it all and it began to seep out of her where her pussy lips clenched his cock.

As the last spurt finally squirted out of his cock, George moved to pull out of his daughter.  Jeannie kept her legs locked tightly around him, saying, "No, dad, don't take it out yet."

George chuckled slightly.  "Remember why I came in here in the first place, honey?"

 *****

To be continued

I s;ow;y pulled them down along with her panties. She was unfourtunately laying on her side so i couldn't reach her sweet spot. So i slowly removed the coverrs to try to position her. She wouldn't move. I didn't won't to wake her so i just started to beat off over her half naked body. I leaned my head back and closed my eyes to fantasize about her. I slowed down a bit so i could enjoy it more. I opened my eyes and in the moonlight i could see her eyes looking at me. Almost like a death glare and i knew i was busted, but she didn't tell."What are you doing?" she asked sleepily. I just stood there. I thought she was having a dream and if i didn't move shed go back to sleep." I know what you do to me every night." she stated. " I thought this time i could help you out." she said. She leaned forward a kissed the tip of my hard dick. Slowly swishing around the tip with her tounge. She slowly worked her way down my 7in shaft. She began to bob her head up and down.Even though she was a virgin she sucked dick like a pro. She got down on the floor with me and layed down. "I know you always wanted to feel me up so you choose any spot i will let you." I did not waist any time i worked my left hand to her sweet little cunt and my right up her shirt to her teen tits. She began to moan from pleasure. Her backed arched as she began reache for my dick. he dragged my me by it in between her legs."Fuck me, fuck me hard." she whispered. I plunged my dick into her virgin pussy, she yellped as her cherry was popped. I began to fuck her faster and faster, she began to moan, it became louder, i had to put my hand over her mouth so she wouldn't wake up the entire house. I was getting cloe to cumming so i pulled out and made suck my wet dick. Licking all of her juices off of it, It was just enough to send me over the edge and i came in her mouth, "That tasted good. We will  have to do this again when we can see each other better." I knew we were not about to sleep in seprate beds tonught so i hopped in her bed and closed my eyes. I felt her jump on the bed and started sucking on it like a pacifier.We both soon then fell asleep.

 

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