ly: arial">Jordan didn't know what made him do it, but he softly approached his sister's bedroom door. It was open a crack and light from within sliced through the pitch darkness of the hallway. Amy must have just gotten in. Jordan idly wondered if Mom and Dad would let him stay out so late when he was seventeen. With a sudden sense of trepidation Jordan glanced at his parents' bedroom door. It was firmly shut. He could hear his father snoring on the other side. Jordan reached Amy's door and he slowly put his eye up to the slim crack. He couldn't see anything but his sister's dresser. There were perfume bottles and make-up scattered atop it. In the mirror above the dresser he could see Amy's bed reflected. It was still made. He began wondering why he was doing this as he stifled a yawn. Just as Jordan was about to turn and go back to bed he saw movement. Suddenly, his sister walked into view and stood in front of her dresser. Jordan's mouth fell open. She was topless, wearing only a flimsy pair of thong underwear.

A lump began to fill Jordan's throat as his eager eyes scanned his older sister's nearly nude body. Amy was brushing her long, dark hair, offering Jordan an unobstructed view of her breasts. They were rather large, especially compared to her slim waist. Even from his poor vantage point Jordan could tell Amy's nipples were hard. His eyes fell to Amy's curvaceous ass and Jordan began to understand why all of his friends always told him his sister was hot. He was only thirteen and had never seen a girl naked before. Not a real one anyway. Right now it didn't matter that it was his own sister he was staring at, all Jordan could see was her naked femininity. As he spied on his sister, Jordan felt as if all the blood was rushing from his head and toward his crotch. He could feel his penis stiffening inside his pajama bottoms. Just as he began to reach down to fondle himself, his father let out a particularly loud snore, causing him to nervously jump. As he did so, his elbow hit the bedroom door, causing it to thump open.

Jordan felt as if his heart had been swallowed by his stomach when he saw Amy turn, her brown eyes wide with alarm, and see him standing at her door. He wished he could just melt away in that moment but he couldn't even move, he felt paralyzed. "What are you doing?" Amy asked as she made her way toward the door. Despite Jordan's embarrassment he couldn't help but notice how Amy's tits jiggled as she walked. As his sister neared him, Jordan found his legs and turned to run back down to his own room. However, he felt Amy's arm snake around his neck and drag him backward. He reached up and tried to pry Amy's arm away but her grip was surprisingly strong. Jordan was forced into Amy's bedroom where she flung him onto her bed. Amy shut the door quietly as Jordan gasped for breath, his face flushed and eyes tearing up.

As he caught his breath, Jordan looked up at his sister through blurry vision. She hadn't bothered to cover herself and stood facing him with her hands on her curvy hips. Her eyes narrowed as they fell on Jordan’s erection that was straining against his pajama bottoms. Jordan covered his crotch with his hands as he tried his best not to stare at her full, heaving breasts. "You little pervert." She shook her head at him.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to," Jordan croaked out. He intentionally lowered his eyes to the floor, feeling his face grow even redder from shame.

"What's the matter? Don't want to look at me anymore?" Amy chided. Jordan shook his head, still looking at the floor. "Okay, well now it's my turn." He looked up at her in confusion, careful to stare her straight in the eye.

"Huh?" Was Jordan's only response.

"You saw me, now I get to see you. Strip." Amy crossed her arms, her tits resting upon them.

"You want me to...take my clothes off?"

"It's only fair isn't it?" Amy reasoned. "Come on," Amy said with the same commanding tone their mother used on him. Without thinking, Jordan stood and removed his T-shirt, exposing his wiry physique. "No big deal, you walk around without a shirt all the time," Amy said. "Take the pajamas off." Jordan hesitated. "Do you want me to tell Mom and Dad about your peeping?" Jordan didn't, so he slipped his pajama bottoms off. He stood before his sister wearing only his underwear, his still erect penis poking at the thin fabric. Though she was only a foot or so taller than he was, Jordan felt completely dwarfed at the moment. "The underwear, too." Jordan looked up at his sister defiantly. He thought he detected a trace of a smile on her full lips.

"No way!" He argued. "You're still wearing underwear. I didn't see you totally naked!" Amy seemed to consider this. Then,smiling, she peeled down her thong, letting it drop to the floor. Jordan stared, dumbfounded, at the tiny strip of pubic hair and the tiniest glimpse of his sister's vaginal lips. "Wow," he uttered breathlessly. He felt his cock give a twitch at the sight.

Amy smiled with satisfaction. "Now your turn." Jordan tore his gaze away from his sister's crotch to look her questioningly in the eye. Hesitantly, he pulled down his underwear. The garment fell to the floor and he stepped out of them. Amy's eyes fell to her brother's exposed genitals. She smiled. Jordan looked own uncertainly at himself. His dick was about five inches long and pointing up at an angle, pulsing every few seconds. Jordan’s balls were tight with nervousness and fine, light pubic hair surrounded them.

After a few seconds of uncomfortable silence, Jordan apprehensively glanced up at his sister again. Amy was no longer smirking, rather she had dreamy kind of look on her face. Her cheeks looked flushed, her mouth hung open slightly, and her brown, doe-like eyes were hooded, intent upon Jordan’s trembling manhood. He then noticed how her left hand was slowly playing in between her legs. “Not bad, little brother,” she finally said. “You’re actually as big as my last boyfriend. You’re probably going to be pretty well hung when you’re older.”

“You think so?” Jordan looked down at himself, quite pleased.

“Maybe you’re not such a little kid after all.” Jordan felt his ego inflate at the praise, making him relax a little. It was still weird having his sister staring at his prick but it was also exciting. No girl had ever seen him like this. Amy was the first. She continued to stare at his erection for several moments, all the while her hand pawed slowly at her crotch. Amy then looked into Jordan’s eyes and smiled. “Wanna do something fun?”

Jordan had no idea what she meant but he nodded his head, mostly out of fear of upsetting her again. She moved toward him and, taking his hand, guided him toward her bed. “Lay down,” she commanded. Puzzled, Jordan obeyed, laying on his back, his hard cock flopping against his belly. He then watched as Amy got on the bed as well, straddling him. His eyes fell to her open legs and he got a better view of the pink, narrow slit there. Jordan felt a wet heat as she sat down on top of him, her pert, round breasts jiggling inches from his face. He stared up in amazement and wonder as Amy reached down and grasped his penis. His eyes widened as he felt her delicate fingers on his sensitive member. No one but he had ever touched himself there. Amy raised it up, lifted her hips, positioned his cock beneath her dripping slit, and then slowly sat down on it.

Jordan had never felt anything so good. A warm, moist, almost vice-like satiny grip engulfed his cock. His breath caught in his lungs as he tried to gasp at the pleasure. Amy’s eyes were shut, her mouth a tight line, as she sighed heavily. She withdrew her hand from in between her legs sat straight up. Amy gazed down at her brother. “How’s that feel?”

Jordan could only nod, he was afraid to do anything more. Amy grinned and slowly began to grind her hips back and forth, working his cock further inside her. Jordan moaned softly. Then Amy started to buck up and down, slowly at first, then much faster. The sensation was overwhelming. His sister’s hot, tight pussy was the only thing he could feel. He watched her tits bouncing up and down and he felt the urge to fondle them. As if reading his mind, Amy reached down, found his hands, and placed them on her breasts. Jordan felt the hard nipples against his palms and squeezed, causing Amy to sigh with pleasure. He kneaded and rubbed them so hard Jordan thought it might hurt her, but it only seemed to excite her more.

Amy leaned over, arching her back, sticking her tits in her brother’s face. She began to hump him even harder, moving herself back and forth, impaled on his member. Amy’s swinging boobs were an inch from Jordan’s face. He leaned up, found her left nipple with his mouth, and sucked on it.

“Mmmm…yeah that feels good.” Amy murmured. “Oh, Jordan, your cock feels so good!” Her thrusts became so intense that it almost hurt Jordan. Almost, because he felt a swelling within his tentacles. It was an urgent, immediate sensation he’d only felt before during wet dreams. He involuntarily let out a groan. “Don’t come yet! Don’t come!” Amy squealed. “I’m close…oh so close…”

Jordan couldn’t help it. He couldn’t stop the surge of pleasure that was about to rush over him. He clutched Amy to him, feeling her firm, hot body, covered in sweat, tighten in his grasp. “Oh…oh…oh….oh…OH!” She moaned in his hear as he felt her vagina clutch and squeeze at his cock. At the same time, Jordan grunted as his member pumped semen into his sister’s already dripping wet quim. Jordan had never felt anything so good in his life and he began grunting louder as Amy continued to fuck him. He could feel her vaginal muscles tightening and relaxing around his prick, milking it. “Shhhh!” Amy hissed as she leaned down. Jordan felt her full, wet lips against his, then her tongue inside his mouth. He returned her sloppy, passionate kiss, his moans stifled as he felt his orgasm subside.

After a few gasping moments Amy rolled off of her brother and lay beside him on the bed. Jordan looked down at his penis, now wilted and covered in sticky fluid. He rolled his head over and gazed adoringly at his big sister who lay, breathing heavily, beside him. He’d never loved her more than at this moment. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

in the game room down in the basement.

For quite sometime I had been asking mom to allow me to take on a babysitting job for the neighbors down that road. One day while out riding my bike, I ran into Mrs. Smith and after conversating for a little bit, she'd mentioned how she'd love to have me babysit on occasion so her husband and her could have some free time. They only lived about 4 miles down the road, but mother was always firm in saying NO! I was too young. I wanted to babysit, I wanted to know what it was like to actually "earn" my own spending money, afterall it wasn't like I'd be doing everyday, it was only on occasion, but still mom said no! She always told me that taking care of someone else kids was a big responsibility. She also mentioned how I didn't have to worry about spending money because that's why dad was a lawyer and she was a paralegal, so I could have anything I wanted without having to work. That was besides the point, I felt like I was ready to be a bit more responsible.

Finally, my chance to prove my babysitting abilities came when my moms brother, Uncle Gene phoned one day, stating that him, Aunt Kathy and thier 4 yr old son Cody were flying in from Colorado to spend a week in town to visit with us and a few friends they had here. Mom insisted on them staying here at our place for the week, so they could save on hotel cost. We had a guest house out back and periodically when family was down visiting mom would offer it to them so they could save on hotel costs.

A few days later, my uncle and aunt arrived. I always loved Uncle Gene. As a kid he would give me piggy back rides, or would carry me and pretend I was an airplane. Of course now I was too old to be carried, but I still loved him just as much. While having dinner mother mentioned that she realized that thier (Uncle Gene and Aunt Kathys) anniversary was this coming Saturday, and that she'd love to take them out for dinner and a few drinks. All parties agreed that would be a good idea. Mother turned to me and said that would be my chance to show my responsibilites as a babysitter, I'd get paid if I cared for Cody and made sure that he was well taken care of and safe. I was so happy that this opportunity arised.

When Saturday came around I was excited. All day I spent most my time in my room planning fun games Cody and I could play, printed out a few coloring pages of different cartoon characters from the internet and planned snacks and stuff. I wanted to prove to mother I was fully capable to be a good babysitter.

Before leaving mother cooked us some pizzas and as soon as it was ready everyone left. Mom, of course gave me a lecture and warned me not to open the door for anyone, gave me 4 different phone numbers where they could be reached and to make sure Cody was in bed by 9 o'clock, as that's what time Uncle Gene always made him go to bed. When they left,I gathered out dishes and put them in the kitchen and Cody and I went upstairs to color. We played games, listened to music, I even let him play a few games on Nick on the internet. At 9pm, without me telling him Cody got his "blanky" curled up on my bed and within minutes he was out cold. I musta nodded off right along with him, because the next thing I knew I woke up and it was 2am. I changed into my nightgown and went down stairs to see if everyone was home. When I got half way down, I heard dad and Uncle Gene talking. I walked into the family room and there sat dad and Uncle Gene, watching some porno movie on tv. My mom and aunt apparently were no wheres to be found. I made noise before "entering" the den so they'd know someone was there and dad shut off that tv. I asked dad where was mom and Aunt Kathy, and he told me that they'd both passed out in the guest house after having a few "too many drinks" and that Uncle Gene would be sleeping in the spare bedroom upstairs. With that I told him I was gonna go down to the basement to shoot a little pool to see if I'd get tired enough to go back to sleep. He said ok and with that I headed towards that basement door. I heard dad click the tv back on and again heard the familar moans coming from the tv. I stood there for a few minutes and heard Uncle Gene tell dad that his favorite little niece was growing up to be such a beautiful young girl, not to mention a VERY hot young girl. Dad answered by saying, "yes, I know! I catch myself looking at her from time to time, it's so hard not to." I smiled and headed down stairs.

As I played pool alone, I kept thinking of what I heard dad and Uncle Gene saying about me, and I started to feel a little tingle in my stomach. I'd always thought both dad and Uncle Gene were handsome. They both were tall, had hard muscles because they worked out, they both were in their late 30's. I got alot of compliments from my friends about my dad. They all thought he was hot.

I was lost in thought when I was startled by dad and Uncle Gene, they'd come down stairs to listen to some music on the jukebox we had down there and watch me shoot pool. I suggested I go change to something else, as my nightgown was a little short and when bending over to shoot the ball I knew it crepted up. Both dad and uncle Gene told me not to worry, I was just fine. Dad asked if I'd grab a couple beers from the fridge for them, and as I walked off to get them from the fridge that was in the corner, I could hear them both whispering "mmm mmm". There again, I felt that little tingle. I returned with two beers in hand and handed it to them. Dad popped open his and asked if I'd like to taste it. He didn't know, but I'd had a few beers while down in the basement alone. I didn't like the taste much, but I liked the feeling I got from it, seemed to relax me. I of course, pretended I'd never drank some and took up dads offer. Before long I had a beer in my hand dad had got for me and I was sitting on he pool table talking to them both about school stuff, and upcoming events with my friends. Dad asked to grab another beer for them and to get me another one if I'd like, so I went to get them one and of course I got myself another. When I jumped up on the pool table this time, my nightgown went up and revealed my silk panty I was wearing. I startled myself and said I'm sorry to both dad and my uncle, at which time dad said, "baby, there's nothing to be sorry about." We continued conversating for about another hour, I was feeling a little relaxed as I did when I'd come down and sneek beer while no one knew, and I think dad and my uncle could tell this. Finally, dad told me he had a question for me. He asked me if I had a boyfriend, at which time I told him no. He asked if I'd ever kissed a boy and again I answered no. He then told me he was going to ask me a question, but that I could never tell anyone he asked. Then he proceeded to ask if I'd ever touched myself "down there". Of course, I couldn't lie to dad so I told him yes, usually at night or while in the shower. He asked how did I feel when I touched myself and I told him I actually felt really good. At this point he told me, that althought touching yourself feels good, it always feels better when you have someone else touching you instead. He then called me over to sit on his lap, and when I did I felt his cock hard in his pants. He let out a little moan, then whispered in my ear, that if I would show him and my uncle how I touched myself. At this point I was so relaxed and feeling kinda funny in my stomach I agreed to show them. He told me to go ahead and remove my nightgown and panties and lay on the pool table and show them, so I did. When I was completely naked, I could hear them both let out a quiet moan, I knew then that they were enjoying the moment. I looked over at them as I jumped up on the pool table and they both had thier cocks out and were stroking it. They were big, bigger than I'd imagined anyways. They seemed about the same size, only dads cock was seemed to be a bit thicker than my uncles. I'd say at least 8 inches is what they were. Anyways, I felt my pussy moist just looking at them and I laid on the pool table and spread my legs and started to rub my clit, letting out moans of pleasure. I had my eyes closed and was startled when I opened them to see my uncle on the pool table over me stroking his cock right next to my face. I looked to see where dad was and he was standing right in front of my pussy looking down as I rubbed my clit, he was stroking his cock too. He then asked me, "baby girl, can I show you what it's like to have someone rub that for you?" I didn't hesitate, and told him yes. With that dad started to rub my clit and pussy. I moaned out louder, it felt so good. My uncle asked if I'd lick his cock, and after looking at dad shake his head in agreement I start to lick the head of his cock. It tasted different, but good nontheless. I slowly slipped his cock in my mouth and started to suck on the head as I'd seen on the porno earlier. My uncle looked over at dad and said, " damn Denise, she's a wonderful cocksucker!" then looked down at me and said," ..thats it baby, suck my cock hunny." Dad then said he was going to try something new, and before I could respond, he had his mouth over my pussy and was sucking on my clit. It felt so damn good, I was moaning so loud, I was afraid I'd wake someone up, but the basement was far from anyone to hear me. My body then started to shake and tremble and my uncle said to my dad that I was about to cum. No sooner did he finish saying that, my pussy exploded and I felt my juices gushing out of my pussy, dad didn't waste one bit. He lapped up every drop of my sweet nectar. My body slowly started to calm down but dad didn't stop, he kept licking me and sucking on my clit. Then I felt him sliding a finger in my pussy. It stung a little, as I'd never stuck a finger in my pussy, just rubbed my clit. Dad continued to do this then said to me that if I'd let him put his cock in my pussy. I was scared at first, but after he sucked my clit a little more I was ready for it and told him yes. My uncle stepped back a little bit and allowed dad to lean over me. He kissed me and for the first time ever, I shared a real kiss. He then squeeze some KY from a tube he had on the pool table, on his cock and stroked it a little more then slowly started to slide it in my pussy. Tears filled my eyes, and the stinging sensation now felt like pressure with alot of pain. He leaned over and kissed me again and told me to just relax, and with that pushed all the way in, breaking my hymen. I felt like i was being ripped apart. I begged him to stop and he did, but didn't pull his cock out, just stopped. He told me that in a few minutes I'd enjoy it so much I'd be begging him to fuck me. I relaxed and told him to continue. Next thing I know I'm thrusting back towards him, begging him to "fuck me harder daddy, yes oh god yes!!! FUCK ME DADDY!!!" My uncle came a little closer and put his cock back in my mouth and I start sucking him harder and faster than I had before. Dad stopped and rolled over on the pool table, then he motioned me over to climb up on him, so I did. He slowly put his cock on my pussy again only this time he just shoved it in. I felt so full, but it felt good! I was bouncing up and down on his cock, lost in estasy when I felt something rubbing against my asshole. I turned around to see my uncle with the tub of KY, he squeezed some on my and and then started to rub it over my asshole. Before I could say anything he slide a finger in my ass. That just about drove me to another orgasm. He worked one finger, a few minutes later he put another in and then three. I was moaning so loud, "yes uncle Gene, fuck my ass, daddy u fuck my pussy hard", that's all it took. Uncle Gene, put his cock on my ass and pushed in, I screamed in pain and asked him to please use his fingers not his cock, but daddy pulled me down and kissed me and whispered in my ear, "baby girl, you have to let him fuck you too, or he will tell mother and if he does that, I'll never get to see you again." With that I closed my eyes tight and begged uncle Gene to fuck my ass...and hearing me say that he pushed his cock all the way in my ass. It hurt so bad, but after a few minutes I was enjoying having two cocks inside me. We fucked so hard for what seemed forever. Uncle Gene and dad kept switching places and positions. I sat on uncle Genes cock, as he fucked my ass dad fucked my pussy. Then dad fucked my ass and uncle Gene fucked my ass. We fucked for over 3 hours, each having orgasm after orgasm. I finally couldn't take it anymore and asked if we could please stop fucking for tonight, but begged for them to fuck me again tomorrow. With that they both shot thier hot wads on my tits and face. Dad got a towel from the drawer and helped clean me up. Then kissed me passionately. I then turned to uncle Gene and kissed him passionately. As I was about to go upstairs, dad tells me, " baby girl?....your one hell of a babysitter!, I love you angel baby." and with that I went to my bedroom and showered and drifted off to sleep.

Then next day, aunt Kathy and mom went shopping and took Cody, I refused to go. I had some "unfinished" bussiness to attend, but that's another story.  If you'd like to know what happened the next day, please let me know. Again, it's my first time writing so any feed back, bad or good would be greatly appreciate......

eryone was making do with what they had. Some people sat on their luggage, others jammed their luggage on the floorboard in front of their seats and sat with their knees up to their chest. Nancy looked around at the possibilities. “Michael, I think that we would be more comfortable if we stacked the luggage in one seat and I sat in your lap. That way we could at least stretch our legs.” Michael sat in the seat next to the window and stacked his suitcase and one of his mother’s in the seat next to him. Nancy stacked two of the others on top of the ones on the seat with the pillows and blankets drug the other one in front of seat as she backed in stepping on the seat between Michael’s legs pushing her ass against his face. Nancy wore a short mini-skirt and a thong, loving the attention she got from showing off her long legs. “Don’t fart, don’t fart,” Michael said finding his face smashed between his mother’s butt-cheeks. Nancy looked back and chuckled. “Sorry, honey,” she said getting the suitcases turned on their sides and boxing them in the one seat next to the window. Michael held on to his mothers hips as her butt slid down his chest to his lap. Michael had to spread his legs to allow room for his mother’s legs. Nancy pulled the pillows and blankets in front of her, so that she could lean against the back of the seat in front of them. The bus took off they were completely ready causing Michael to grunt as the bus bounced on the potholes. Everyone struggled to hold onto their luggage as the bus made its way off the gravel lot onto the street. “Are you ok?” Nancy asked her son hearing his grunts as they were tossed around by the bus. “Yeah,” Michael moaned. The bus bounced again causing Nancy to slid up on Michael’s stomach and back down as the luggage shift. Nancy felt the Velcro crotch of her thong release and the head of her son’s cock part her pussy lips. Michael wasn’t wearing underwear under his loose sweat shorts. Nancy looked back over her should quickly at her shocked wide-eyed son. Nancy tried to get up, but the bus bounced again and Michael’s hardening cock penetrated her cunt. Nancy tried again as the bus continued to bounce causing her to slid up and down on her son cock. “Mom, mom stop,” Michael whispered. “You’re making it worse.” “Michael, it’s inside of me,” she whispered back to him. “Maybe if you stop bouncing around, it will go down and slip out,” he whispered. The bus continued to bounce and Nancy put her face into the pillow. Her little outfit had finally gotten her into trouble. To make matters worse, she could feel her son’s cock continuing to grow inside of her. “It’s not going down,” she whispered back to him. “I can’t help it,” Michael responded back. The constant bouncing of the bus aid the feel of his mother’s hot pussy around his cock. Nancy moved her hips from side to side in hopes that it would slip out that way. “What are you doing,” Michael whispered trying to fight the temptation that was at hand. “I’m trying to get it out,” she whispered back to him. “You’re making me harder,” he protested. “Just try to be still.” Nancy started to tremble as she tried to fight the mounting pleasure caused by her son’s cock. She buried her face in the pillow as the bus bounced just enough to stimulate her. Nancy looked back at Michael and their eyes met. “I’m so sorry, honey,” she whispered. “These bumps aren’t helping any,” he whispered. “I’m trying to block out the feeling, but I can’t.” “I can’t either,” she said. “We might as well make the best of it,” he whispered. “What do you mean, make the best of it,” Nancy whispered harshly. “It’s not like we’re doing it on purpose.” “I know that,” she said. “…but how can we make the best of it?” “I was thinking that if I came, then it might slip out,” he said. “Michael, no,” she said trying to keep her voice down. “I’m ovulating. I’m not on the pill or anything. I could get pregnant.” “Ok, I’ll try not to cum,” Michael said. “Try hard,” she said harshly. Michael turned his head to look out the window in order to keep his mind off the feel of his mother’s pussy. Nancy wasn’t naive. She knew that men couldn’t hold out forever, and it was a four-hour straight bus trip. The bus hit a patch of choppy roadway and the bus vibrated. Nancy clinched her teeth into the pillow as her son’s cock jittered inside of her. She felt it building, she knew it was happening, she tried to fight it, but it erupted sending shivers down her spine. She wanted to cry. She knew that she should have thought better than to suggest sitting in her son’s lap in the first place, but it was to late. She didn’t think of Michael as a man, but only as her son. Michael closed his eyes tight and pressed his lips together. Sweat began to be bead on his forehead. Nancy looked back at her son as she felt his body twitching. Michael opened his eyes in desperation as to look to her for help. Nancy closed her eyes and put her face back into the pillow as she felt his cum shooting into her fertile cunt. The bus continued to bounce down the road. Nancy tried to imagine what she would do if she were to become pregnant by her son as his cock continued to move inside her pussy. She hoped that Michael was right, and his cock would shrink and slip out, but she felt no signs of it getting smaller. Instead, it felt as if his cock was actually getting larger. “It’s not working,” Nancy whispered back to her sweating son. “I know. I can’t help it,” Michael replied. The bus hit a couple of big bumps causing the head of Michael’s cock to rub against her special spot. Nancy moaned out loud. It was luck that other’s on the bus expelled their surprise to the bumps at the same time. Nancy held onto the pillow as the bus hit another rough patch in the road causing Michael’s cock to vibrate inside of her. She was loosing it fast. Her uncontrollable needs were taking over her whole body. Michael remembered the time when his mother had caught him jerking off while spying on her. She had punished him severely, and had never thought of her sexually again. Now, his cock was buried deeply inside of where he had once dreamed of being moving at the will of the bus. Nancy was lost and her pussy felt sore as more than an hour had passed, and she had cum three times on her son’s hard cock. She felt like his cock would never go down. She felt so guilty. It crossed her mind that maybe he was enjoying it. She remember seeing his reflection in her bedroom mirror stroking his cock with fury as she bent over with her naked ass to him painting her toes after her shower. She recalled how she scowled him and grounded him for months with the hardest chores she could come up with. Now, she was getting forbidden pleasure from his cock, and it was all her fault. She thought, if she was to become pregnant then that would be a just punishment for her being so reckless. Nancy whimpered into the pillow as the miles went by and one orgasm after another washed over her entire body. Michael’s cock stayed hard by the constant sensation of his mother’s cunt. Nancy had all but passed out when the bus finally turned off the highway. They jawing of the bus as it went around sharp curves made her alert to just how hard her son’s cock continued to be. “Wait until everyone get off the bus,” Nancy whispered to Michael as the bus pulled into the hotel. Michael grunted as his cock exploded inside his mother for only the second time during the entire four-hour trip. Nancy felt it and realized that he had truly been trying not to cum inside of her. His cock began to shrink and it slipped from her soaked pussy as the bus jerked to a stop. She saw that he was worn completely out. Nancy remained still until the others had exited the bus with all their luggage. She pushed their luggage off the seat into the isle. She continued pushing them until she was able to climb off her son’s lap and get to the isle. She pulled the thong off from under her skirt and tossed it under one of the seats. She quickly ruslted through her bags and pulled out a pair of jeans and slipped them on. She then took off the little mini-skirt and tossed it under the seat as well. Michael looked like he could barely move. The top of his shorts and the bottom front of his t-shirt were soaked with their sex. Nancy found another pair of shorts in his bag for him. “Com’on honey,” Nancy whispered. “We have to hurry before someone comes. Michael managed to get into the fresh pair of gym shorts before the driver re-boarded the bus. “Is everything alright?” the bus driver asked. “We’re fine, thank you,” Nancy replied fighting the pain between her thighs as she struggled with the luggage. Luckily, there was a bellhop waiting outside the bus to help them with the luggage. Nancy managed to get them checked in before Michael fell over. When they got to the room, Nancy rolled her eyes. There was one twin bed and the only privacy was the short wall that divided the toilet from the sink. Michael fell on the bed and was snoring in minutes. Nancy got in the shower and wanted to scream when she found that the only thing she had to dry off with was a hand towel. She started laughing when she looked through her bags and remembered that she had packed nothing to sleep in nor a single pair of panties. Nancy figured that it must have been karma for loose ways. She riley ever wore panties and always slept nude. She had been mainly a tease, and only on occasion actually slept with a man. Nancy sat gingerly on the bed next to her sleeping son. She recalled his face in the mirror and began to realize that she had caused him to lust after her. Her door had been open, she slept nude on top of her covers many nights, and she thought she must have exposed herself to him daily without a thought. It was karma, she thought as she lay on her side facing her son and drifted off to sleep. Nancy woke to find her Michael naked against her from the back, one of his hands cupping her tit, and his hard-on pressed between her naked butt-cheeks. She knew he also like sleeping naked. He must have taken his clothes off during the night. She raised her hand to his and he gently squeezed her tits and pressed himself tighter against her on the small bed. Nancy wished that she could have taken back all the years of her selfishness, but she knew that was the one thing that she couldn’t do. She knew how men reacted to her seductive outfits, but could only imagine how her son must have been feeling with her constant exposure. She realized that he couldn’t help himself, being inside of her. She felt so selfish knowing that she allowed herself to enjoy the feel of his cock, when she knew that he was trying desperately to control himself. He should have enjoyed himself, she thought angry. He deserved to enjoy fucking her. It was her fault, not his. She squeezed his hand on tit making up her mind that she would allow him to enjoy fucking her even if she might end up pregnant. Nancy rolled over rolling him onto his back and stretched her leg across his body as he slowly woke. She leaned down and kissed his chest and brought her knees up as she grabbed hold of his hard cock. “Ma…” Michael started to speak. “Shsss…,” she hushed him putting her hand to his lips. “You deserve this.” She guided the head of his cock into her still sore pussy as she lowered down on it. Michael looked up at his mother’s tits hanging over his face. Nancy smiled at him and lowered one of her nipples into his mouth. Michael’s hands slid up her thighs to her hips and pulled her down on his cock as he pushed up into her. “Cum in me, baby,” she whispered to him. Michael pumped his cock faster until he exploded inside of his mother’s pussy. Nancy came down on him laying her head on his chest as he wrapped his arms around her. “I’m so sorry, baby,” Nancy whispered. “For what?” Michael asked. “For being so selfish…walking around flaunting myself in front of you and expecting you not to be turned on by that,” Nancy said. “I punished you before, for doing something you had every right to do.” She rose feeling his cock move inside of her. “Yesterday taught me a lesson, but I had no right to expect you not to enjoy it.” “I didn’t enjoy it,” Michael said. “I couldn’t help it.” “I know,” Nancy said. “…but I shouldn’t have asked you not to cum.” “Not wanting to get pregnant is a good reason,” Michael replied. “I deserve to get pregnant,” Nancy said. “I was my fault we ended up in that position.” “It was an accident,” Michael said. “A weird accident, but neither one of us planned it.” “Maybe so, but I realized something very important yesterday,” Nancy said. “I’d been wrong in the way I’ve treated you all these years and I’m going to try and make it up to you.” Michael looked at his mother’s tits. They hung down to the top of her stomach and the nipples pointed slightly outward. Nancy took his hands and placed them on her tits. “If you want to touch them, you can touch them anytime you like,” she said squeezing his fingers on her tits. “I realize now that I have been teasing you for a long time. You deserve to have sex with me anytime you want.” “Mom, we would be having sex all the time,” Michael said trying to lighten her mood. “If that’s what you want,” Nancy said moving her hips as she felt him pushing his cock into her again.

"mso-spacerun: yes">  I am a retired financial analyst who managed to get out of the market at its peak and as a result have quite a nice nest egg.   I am in good physical shape, with more money and time on my hands than is probably good for me.  

 

Ashton was just beginning her first year at the local middle school not far from our home.   Did I mention that she is lovely?   Such an understatement, but then I am probably a bit prejudiced in that regard.   She has beautiful shoulder length, dark hair with a hint of red in it when the sun shines just right.   Her hair is parted on the right in such a manner that when she leans forward, it falls over her left eye in a most attractive, and yes, sexy manner.   She has the most beautiful big brown eyes set above high cheek bones which frame a youthful mouth with full, sensuous lips.   She is 5’ 6” with a body that is maturing beautifully, with long slender legs above a pert round little ass which tapers to her small waist.   Her breasts are relatively small but large enough that a push-up bra works wonders.   I have raised her to be proud of her body and neither of us are very inhibited regarding nudity around each other.   The lack of inhibition around each other probably has a lot to do with what has happened since I attended the parent, teacher meeting at her school.   I certainly considered Ashton sexy and figured she would probably break a few hearts in the years to come, but had never harbored thoughts of anyone having sex with her for a long time to come, certainly not me.   Well, perhaps I had fantasized about sex with her – but actually doing it – No way.   Things do have a way of changing.   Enough background.   Now let me relate what has happened.

 

The meeting was held at the school about a month after classes started that year.   The program included meeting the teachers of Ashton’s classes as well as other students and their families.  

 

Ashton was having fun chatting with her friends and I was enjoying meeting some of the other parents.   I noticed one man in particular watching the young girls as they talked and cut up as girls in their teens will do.   Most, like Ashton, were dressed in shorts and tops that left the midriff bare, or short skirts and t-shirts displaying their bodies to best advantage.   I wasn’t a certified dirty old man, yet, but these girls were so cute and, dare I say it, yes, sexy, that it was hard not to let your imagination run free for a bit.   Ashton ran up to tell me she and two of her friends were going in search of another girl.   I knew the two girls she was with.   They were new friends from school that were about the same age or a bit older than she was, but Ashton had visited them at their house and they had come to ours and I felt they were good kids.   Also didn’t hurt that they were almost as cute as Ashton, especially in their little bikinis when they went for a dip in our pool.   I had met their father, Noel, and thought he was a nice guy who loved his daughters.   I smiled and told Ashton I’d wait for her there and off she went with the two other girls.   The man I had noticed earlier had observed our brief exchange, then eyed Ashton with a funny look on his face as she ran off.   Then he looked back at me and walked over to where I was standing.

 

“Hi, I’m Jerry Clarke,” he said.   “That is a lovely daughter you have there.”

“Thanks,” I said, eyeing him a little cautiously. “I’m Parker Bryant. Nice to meet you,” I said, not knowing if it was going to be nice or not.

“Nice to meet you as well, Parker,” he said as we shook hands.   “How old is your daughter?” he asked, no beating around the bush here.

“Well, she’s fourteen going on twenty one.  

“Really!” he stammered.   “That’s wonderful – I mean she seems like a very mature young lady for fourteen.   Are you new in the area?”

“No, not totally.   We have lived here for several months but this is Ashton’s first year at this school,” I said.   “Ashton’s mother was killed in a traffic accident a long time ago and I’ve raised her since”.  

“Mmmm.   Sorry to hear that about your wife, but I guess that’s why I haven’t seen you guys before.” Then abruptly changing the subject, said, “So what do you think of all these young things running around here?   I tell you, it really gets the old juices flowing watching these girls running around these days in such sexy outfits, doesn’t it?”  

A little taken aback at his remark, I replied, a little hesitantly, “Yes, guess it does.   Styles have certainly changed since I was that young.”

“Yeah, know what you mean.   You know, it’s all father can do to make sure they don’t get themselves in trouble, if you know what I mean?” he winked at me.  

“Yeah, guess I do.” I replied a bit uncertainly.   Where was he going with THIS?

“Ever thought of “doing it” with one of these girls?” he whispered, pointing to a very cute girl in a tight tan mini skirt with a blouse covering very nice breasts, her bra pushing them up to display cleavage.

“I guess I have, like most men, fantasized about it, but the consequences always seem to get in the way,” I laughed nervously.  

“Well, I’d bet there are those here who don’t just fantasize about it,” he said with a cryptic look.   Then before I could reply, said, “hey, here comes your daughter with my daughter, Michelle.”  

Ashton ran up, accompanied by the two girls she had left with and a third girl that I assumed was Jerry’s Michelle.   “Dad, this is Michelle, and you know Jenna and Kylie”, she said completing the introductions.  

“Well, hello Michelle.   It’s nice to meet you.   And it’s nice to see Jenna and Kylie again too.”   Turning to Jerry, I said, “Ashton, I think it’s time for us to meet your math teacher so we better see if we can find her.   It was nice chatting with you Jerry”, and,” turning back to the girls, “certainly nice seeing you young ladies.   I’m glad Ashton has met such nice friends.   Ashton, show me where that classroom is.”  

“Ok, Parker,” said Jerry as we turned to leave.   “We need to go as well.   Come on Michelle.    As we left, he turned to me and said, “How about letting me buy you a cup of coffee this Saturday.   Say 10:00 am at the coffee shop in the mall? ”

Not at all sure why he wanted to have coffee with me and needing to get on to our appointment with the math teacher, I said “OK sure. See you then.”

To make a long story a little shorter, I met Jerry at the coffee shop that Saturday and after somewhat cautiously broaching the subject of sex with young girls, he floored me with some amazing stories; stories about a group of fathers and daughters and, apparently, some mothers, who socialized (I use the term loosely here) together every two weeks or so at each others homes.   He asked if I would be interested in attending, with or without my daughter, but, he quickly added, it would be more fun if she could come.   I could come alone the first time but after that I would have to bring Ashton if I wanted to attend any more parties.   His description of what went on at these parties is what floored me.   Girls, most a little older than Ashton, but some a little younger, and most of whom had been at the parent/teacher meeting, would have sex with the older men, even their fathers.   He said Ashton was so mature for her age he was sure she would fit in.   I wasn’t so sure, but the thought of those young girls having sex with older men, their fathers even, intrigued me.   Hell, it was a real turn on.   I know I should have told him then and there that there was no way, but I didn’t.   As we left the coffee shop, he told me the next party was scheduled for the next Saturday and gave me the address, again encouraging me to come.   I said I would think about it.   He said he’d call me and we parted before I could object.

The next Tuesday afternoon, I picked up Ashton at school and she asked if she could go to Kylie’s house so they could listen to music and do homework together.   Since they lived just down the block from us, I agreed and dropped her off there.

As she started to get out of the car she turned and asked if she could invite Kylie over to swim the next day and I agreed.   “Thanks, Dad,” she said with a cute little smile on her face.   Leaning over she gave me a hug and then kissed me, on the mouth, with considerably more enthusiasm than our usual peck on the cheeks, then was out the door before I could say anything.   A little surprised and puzzled at the affection she had just displayed, I put the car in gear and drove on home.

I actually looked forward to the next afternoon and sexy little Kylie in her bikini.   I idly, well maybe not so idly, wondered if Kylie had ever attended one of Jerry’s parties.

Wednesday came and I again picked up Ashton at school, this time with Kylie, who was looking amazingly sexy in a short little skirt and tight sleeveless blouse stretched over her chest.   Ashton got in the front seat beside me and gave me a hug and another of those kisses, not a French kiss mind you, but definitely longer than usual and I swear I felt her mouth open and her tongue graze my lips.   Kylie looked at us as Ashton kissed me then looked out the window with a smile on her face.   That my daughter was up to something was obvious, but I wasn’t sure what it was.   Probably wanted a really big favor that she thought I might not allow.   Little did I know.

When we arrived at our home, the girls jumped out and immediately went to Ashton’s room and changed into their swim suits.   As they came running down the stairs I was amazed at Kylie’s suit, if you could call it that.   It consisted of two tiny pieces of fabric barely covering her small breasts and tied with the slenderest of strings.   The bottom was low cut and consisted of another small piece of fabric just covering the essentials in front and barely covering her ass in the rear.   Ashton was in her bikini, not as revealing but sexy none the less.   I must have looked a little shocked as they ran by me, as Kylie stopped, came back and did a little twirl in front of me.

“How do you like my new suit Mr. Bryant?” she asked with a mischievous smile on her face.

“Very attractive, but it’s a good thing our pool has a nice high privacy fence young lady.”   I was more than a little aroused and, sticking my hands in my pockets, did my best to hide the rising in my trousers.   Kylie and Ashton both laughed and turned to head for the pool.   At the door Kylie turned and said, “why don’t you put your suit on and join us Mr. Bryant?   It’ll be fun.”   Again with that smile.  

“Yeah, Dad, come play with us.   Pleeeease?” Ashton added, leaning her head forward and looking at me from under that hair falling over her left eye.   She knew that stance never failed to melt me.  

“OK, you girls go on now, maybe I’ll join you in a bit.” I said, my mind working overtime at what these girls might have in mind.   WAS Kylie one of the girls that went to the parties that Jerry had talked about?     Jerry had said the girls were willing participants and really enjoyed the sex.   It sure looked like I might be getting set up.   If so, I wasn’t sure what I was going to do, but I sure wanted to find out.   I went into the den and turned on the news, not really watching it, my mind definitely elsewhere.   About ten minutes later I heard “DAAAAAD, where are you.   I thought you were coming in with us. Come on, please.”  

I turned and there was Kylie at the doorway, a pretty little pout on her face.   “Pleeease, Mr. Bryant.”

“OK, sweetheart, I’ll be there in a minute.   Let me go get my suit on.”   What the hell, in for a penny, in for a pound I figured.  

I went to my room, put on my suit and went back down to the edge of the pool.   Both girls were swimming in the deep end and when they saw me Kylie pumped her fist in the air and yelled “YES!.”    

“What was that about?” I asked.  

“I won the bet.” She said.   “I bet I could get you into the pool and I did.”  

“Well I hope the stakes weren’t too high,” I said with a laugh, and dove into the pool.   I swam to the end of the pool, then back to the deeper end then to the side near the shallow end where I pulled myself out of the water and sat on the edge.   Kylie swam over to me and stood in the water in front of me.   Her wet bikini top was all but transparent and I could see dark little nipples poking against the thin fabric.   Damn, this was one hot little girl.   And she seemed intent on seeing just how far she could push.  

She bounced closer, standing between my knees and put her warm hands on my thighs.   With her eyes on my crotch where something was definitely moving, she said in a very small voice, “Do you like me, Mr. Bryant?”   She looked up at me with that smile again.   “I think you do,” looking back down at my crotch and beginning to move her hands along the tops of my thighs.   I totally forgot about Ashton watching from the end of the pool, as my hormones got the better of me.   I just could not believe the effect this little girl was having on me.  

“Kylie, I…….” I started to say.

“Shhhh.   Let me make you feel good Mr. Bryant.” She said as her hand moved to my erection, now obvious under my suit.   Then she placed her hands on the side of the pool and, in one smooth motion, lofted herself onto my lap, with her arms around my neck, sitting so that my erection was between her legs, straining at the fabric of my suit.   She put a hand behind my head and pulled my mouth to hers.   I was essentially paralyzed, unable to move on my own until her lips met mine.   I returned her kiss with more enthusiasm than I had felt with any female in a very long time.   She took my right hand and moved it to her breast, brushing aside the thin fabric covering.  

“Squeeze it, Parker.   Make me feel good too.” She whispered, breathing in my ear.   Heaven help me, I did.   I squeezed gently, then took the nipple between my thumb and forefinger and rolled it back and forth, eliciting a moan of contentment from Kylie.   Without more encouragement I moved my other hand to between her legs.   She spread them a bit allowing me better access.   I rubbed and felt her shudder.   Abruptly she broke our embrace reached behind her back with one hand and to her side with the other.   In no time the bikini was lying beside us.   She stood, now totally nude, smiled down at me, then, kneeling, pushed me around and pulled my suit off, freeing my erect cock.   She pushed me back and lay on top of me, her legs spread on either side of me, her small breasts pressed against me.   We kissed for a long time, with Kylie moving slowly up and down my body, causing her pussy to touch the head of my cock with each passage, teasing that erection.   That sweet little body sliding up and down my body was driving me crazy.   She seemed to sense that I was going to cum if she kept that up, and stopped her movements, allowing me to recover slightly.  

“Parker, have you ever fucked a girl my age?” she asked.   I could only shake my head, no.   “Have you ever thought about fucking Ashton?”

I felt hands around my cock, one squeezing my balls lightly, another around my erection, now gently stroking up and down.   These were not Kylie’s hands.   My God, Ashton, I thought wildly, knowing I should stop this but unable to do so.  

“She wants to fuck you, Parker.   She wants to loose her virginity to you.   She knows you love her more than anything and she is afraid to let anyone else do it.   Will you let her fuck you?   Will you take her cherry, Parker?   She can do it right here, right now.   You just have to lie here and let her do the work.”  

I felt something cover the head of my cock.   Ashton !!?   Then an inch or two of my cock was engulfed, and I felt the resistance of my daughter’s maidenhead.  

Kylie continued to coo in my ear, her hair covering my face so that I could only vaguely see Aston straddling me.   “I have already told her it’ll hurt a little at first, but then it feels sooooo gooooood!   She wants to do this with you, she knows you’ll understand like my dad does.” Then I felt the resistance give way and heard a sharp little cry from Ashton as she pushed herself down onto me.   She pumped up and down on me, a little tentatively at first, then with more energy and quicker strokes.   I absolutely cannot describe the feeling of that tight little pussy around my rampant erection.   It was like nothing I had ever experienced before and I wanted it to never end.   But, with all that had happened there was not way it was going to last much longer.   Kylie moved from above me and I had an unobstructed view of my daughter riding my cock.   An unbelievable sight.

“Ohh! Daaaady,” Ashton moaned above me. “Ohh! It does feel good.   Soooo Gooood!” she squealed.   She continued to ride me and the inevitable happened. I felt her tight pussy tighten further as she had her first real orgasm and I could hold back no longer.   I emptied my load into my daughter’s virgin pussy.   My hips piston up into her for a few more times then we both collapsed onto one another, Ashton’s hair draped over my face, her mouth finding mine and we kissed.   Not our usual father daughter kiss, a kiss of one lover to another, open mouths, tongues searching and finding more pleasure with each breath.  

We slowly disentangled.   Kylie was kneeling beside us, smiling at us as Ashton and I lay there holding each other.   I looked up at her and grinned, a rather foolish grin at that.

“You little sex pot.   You planned this, didn’t you.   You got me going and then when you knew I couldn’t turn back no matter what, turned me over to Ashton.   I thought it was just you that wanted to fuck.   But you – and Ashton too – planned this all along, didn’t you.” I shook my head, not believing what I had just done, or rather what had just been done to, or for, me.  

“Parker,” Kylie softly said, “You’re right, but Ashton wanted to do this.   She wanted to know what it felt like but was afraid to do it with anyone else.   She wanted to do it with you.   She loves you and knows you love her and would never hurt her.   Do you forgive us?” she asked with such sweet innocence that I could not be angry.   On the contrary, I had been given the gift so many men long for but are afraid to reach for.   On my own, I knew I would never have done it, but events have a way of taking over ones life.  

“I know, Kylie,” I replied.   “There is nothing to forgive.   If any forgiveness is forthcoming, I’m the one that needs it but somehow, I can’t feel that this is wrong.   Society says it is, but ….”   I let the comment hang.   I hugged Ashton to me and found that she was gently crying.   “Ashton, sweetheart, what’s wrong.   I’m sorry if I hurt you and if you never want to do this again, we won’t.   I love you, honey, and would never do anything to hurt you or let anything else hurt you, ever.”

“No, dad,” she smiled up at me, “it did hurt a little at first but Kylie told me it would, then it just felt so incredibly good.   I can’t believe how good it felt.   That’s why I’m crying a little.   I’m just soo happy.   You don’t know it but I have thought about somehow getting you to fuck me for a long time now, at least for the last month.   (Ahh, to have the sense of time of a fourteen year old.)   Do you mind me saying ‘fuck’?”   She asked, a worried expression on her face.  

“Sweetheart, that’s just what we did.   Call it what you like – intercourse, having sex, lovemaking, or screwing – that’s what we did.   We fucked. And I don’t mind you saying it at all.   Actually it’s kind of sexy to hear you talk like that.”   Now why did I have to say THAT.

“Ashton, do you mind if I kiss your Dad?   He’s really a special kind of dad, and you are lucky to have him.”   Ashton smiled her approval and Kylie leaned over me and kissed me with a long kiss, so erotic that I again felt the stirring in my loins.   “Parker, I think you are getting ready for a repeat performance.” She said as she glanced at my growing erection.   “Ashton, do you mind if I fuck your father now.   You two were so hot together and I am soooo ready.”   Again Ashton smiled and nodded.   Kylie first bent her head to my erection and licked my cock, then took it in her mouth, slowly sucking, impaling her throat on my cock.   After a few minutes she lifted her head and straddled my prone body, positioning her pussy over my erection, slowly lowering herself onto me.   She was not as tight as Ashton had been but, God, the talent in that little body.   She moved like an experienced slut, with an expression of innocence violated that would make a 90 year old young again.   In no time I was thrusting up into her, she meeting my thrusts with equal vigor.  

“Ashton, come over here and I’ll show you something else that’s a lot of fun.   OK, stand over your dad’s head and lower your pussy onto his mouth.   I know he knows what to do.   You just let it feel good – OK?”   Jeeze, what would this little slut do next.   I saw Ashton move over me and that sweet little pussy lower over my mouth, felt it as it touched my lips, felt Ashton gasp a bit and raise up before lowering again.   Then I had the first heavenly taste of teen pussy, albeit somewhat enhanced by the taste of my own semen.  

I licked and sucked on Ashton’s little pussy, eliciting low guttural moans from deep within her throat and feeling her tremble at her coming orgasm.   I could hear sounds of kissing and could only imagine my daughter and Kylie kissing one another.   As I ate my daughter’s pussy and fucked her little friend, the thought crossed my mind, fleetingly mind you, but crossed nevertheless, that this was the most lurid, depraved scene I could ever imagine myself participating in, and I was one of the luckiest guys in the world.   Then the thought was gone, never to be thought again (except maybe for that last part).   Then we all lost it. I mean it was one huge orgasmic delight for all three as we came together, me shooting my cum into Kylie, Ashton releasing an amazing amount of juice onto my face, and both Kylie and Ashton making such loud sounds of enjoyment that I later worried that the neighbors, as far away as they were, might have heard.

We lay together, spent but content.   Ashton lay beside me on one side with Kylie on the other.   Kylie faced me as we lay together, me slowly softening but still in her little pussy, and said, “Parker – I hope you don’t mind me calling you Parker – we sort of do that – call the guys by their first name no mater who they are.   I really enjoyed that.    Ashton is so lucky to have you as a dad.   I love my dad too, but somehow it’s different with you.   I don’t know exactly what it is but I want to keep trying until I figure it out?”   Then with that enigmatic smile of hers, said, “You are coming to the party Saturday, aren’t you?   And you’re going to bring Ashton aren’t you?”  

I could only smile weakly and nod, “If Ashton wants to go and understands what goes on there, sure, we’ll be there.”

“Ashton knows what goes on because I told her and she wants to go.   That was one of the reasons for getting you to take her cherry, or virginity if you prefer.   I’m   going to make you so happy Saturday.   I can hardly wait.”   With that she started moving against me again, smiling down at me and, beyond all reasonable expectations, I felt myself getting hard again.   She pumped against me, and with Ashton hugging me from behind we expressed our love for each other one last time that day.  

When we were spent and again lying against one another, I asked Kylie, “Does your father know what you have done?”

“Actually, “she said, “it was really his idea.   He knows Ashton and really wants her to be a part of our group.   So he suggested I try to get you to agree to come to the next party, with Ashton of course.   So I did.   And I am so glad I did.   Exactly how to do it was really Ashton’s idea – the pool and all.   And it worked pretty well don’t you think?”

“Ashton, this was all your idea?” I said.   She nodded, leaning forward with that hair covering one eye, and smiling at me.

“Thank you, sweetheart.   And you too Kylie.   I don’t know if I would have agreed to go to the party or not if you hadn’t convinced me, so convincingly, but now I wouldn’t miss it for the world.”

Spent and exhausted, we all got up and jumped into the pool, rinsing ourselves of the fruits of our lovemaking.   Yes that is what it was – at least that time – not fucking - lovemaking.   I loved Ashton and Kylie both and I’m sure they felt the same toward me, at least I know Ashton did, and I feel pretty sure that Kylie did at least right then.   We got out of the pool, dried each other off, with a lot of giggling and groping on all sides, dressed, and I drove Kylie home.   My thoughts were on Saturday and what was to come.   I could imagine, but then, I really couldn’t.   But that’s another story.  

Be safe and love your daughters.   They are a gift in more ways than one.