ater he came to the door and starting pounding. Boy was he mad. The only part of his ranting that I heard was, "I'm going to tell, Margo." I was crying by then and scared to death. I cracked the door to plead with him. He was already dressed. "You can't. You can't." "But you came in there when I was in the shower!"

I don't remember how long I pleaded with him, but then an idea came into my head. "I'll take off my clothes for you." Now he may not have been interested in girls at that age, but that was an idea that he couldn't resist. "OK," he said.

It was only then that real panic set in for me. I couldn't believe what I had said. I was trapped. So I backed into my room and he followed. "Close the door." Of course nobody was home but, well, you understand. "Turn around." He did. I slipped out of my tee shirt, shoes and jeans. "OK," I said nervously. He turned to see me standing there in my panties and training bra.

I could tell he was stunned by seeing me like that, even though it wasn't much different than my bathing suit. But then he said, "But you said!" I was still trapped. "Turn around, again." I turned around, too. Tears streaming down my face, I took off the bra and dropped my panties to the floor. "OK," I said again.

He turned to see my bare bottom. Then I turned, my hands covering what I could. Paul just stared. Slowly I let my hands drop to my sides, revealing the small tuft of hair that was growing and everything else for that matter. He stood like in a trance. Finally, one word, barely audible. "Wow." I turned back and rapidly got my clothes on.

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A few months later, I guess Paul had been working up his own courage and his interest in girls was definitely stronger. He decided to turn tables on me. I stepped out of the shower, and there he was. I screamed and turned around, but he didn't leave. With my back to him and a towel hastily wrapped around me, I said, "You'd better take your clothes off NOW!!!. Everything!!!!" I heard the sounds of clothes being unfastened and dropped to the floor.

When I turned, he was standing  there hiding his privates. "Come on," I said. "I can't." "Come on!!" He moved his hands away and his penis was standing straight out. Guess what I said!

"Wow."

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When Mom and Dad were out, we would often find a way to see each other naked like that, especially in the shower. We got over the shyness about using the toilet with each other in the room. Paul always liked to watch my pee come out and a few times, I did it in the shower stall for him. We watched each other develop physically and talked about our experiences with the opposite sex.

When we turned 15 -- by then I was letting boys feel me up and rub my panties -- Paul came in while I was showering. "Will you come in and wash my back?" It was something I'd been dreaming about for months. He undressed and came in. I turned my back and gave him the soap. Of course, I hadn't really thought much beyond my back.

Paul lathered my back, and then my shoulders and then he reached around in front and washed me there. We had never touched like that. I was much more developed by then and it felt sooooo good. I purred, "mmmmmm," and giggled when his penis kept knocking against my rear. Then I turned and said, "Wash my legs."

He was pretty embarrassed, but also excited. So he knelt down on one knee and started with my feet. As he worked his way up, I had decision to make. "You can wash me there, too." I had never let a boy actually touch my pussy, though some tried to push my panties aside or slip their hands inside. Let's just say that Paul did a wonderful job and I was moaning as he washed me there. "Oh that feels good, Paul."

"Your turn," I eventually said. I took the soap and lathered his back. He was so mucscular by then, so beautiful. "Turn around." I washed his now strong chest very affectionately and, a little nervously, started to rub soap on his penis and balls. Then I too knelt down and washed his legs. Don't get too excited -- I never even thought of giving him oral sex.

When I got to the top of his legs, I felt like his privates needed some more cleaning. His cock felt so strong in my hand. "Keep doing that," he said between deep breaths. By then I was curious what would happen, though I knew from a theoretical perspective. All of a sudden, sperm shot out in bursts. Some hit the wall behind me. Some hit my cheek. Some ran down over my chest. He just moaned and moaned.

After it was over, I stood up and he washed me off. Then we hugged tight, our wet bodies pressed together. "Oh, Margo." He held me tight and we kissed like lovers. Maybe, we really were.

e; this was their final indignity; to be found helpless, despoiled and degraded. Although, by the time he was finished with them, his victims were usually beyond caring how he left them; they just thanked god that he had left.

The predator had defiled five women so far, all sophisticated, attractive and well dressed ladies in their forties or early fifties. He made a point of that; that they be dressed attractively. He had been known to make his victims get out of bed and apply makeup and dress in their finest lingerie and eveningwear before he spent his time playing his sordid games with them. Some victims reported that he made them parade before him wearing differing ensembles until he was satisfied with how they looked before he ravished them.

The predator had arrived at his current destination by sheer luck. He usually followed his intended victim for a few days, and then planned his attack when he was sure that the victim was alone in her home. Tonight he was returning from a bar and decided to cruise a well-to-do neighbourhood just to see if there was anything special that might be worth following up. He was slightly drunk and stopped his car next to an alleyway separating two townhouses so that he could relieve himself. He ducked into the darkened alley to urinate when he noticed the shadow on blind. The silhouette on the blind was unmistakeable to a predator of his kind; a woman either dressing or undressing; her movements and mannerisms playing out like a shadow-puppet on a movie screen. He couldn’t help himself; he had to see what might be on offer here. When he had splashed the last of the hot stream of his urine against the wall he climbed up onto a garbage bin hoping he would be able to see more through the window.

The predator was in luck and managed to secure a position where he could see through a chink in the blind where it had not been fully extended. The view provided by the chink took in half of a woman’s bedroom. He could see most of the bed, scattered with lingerie and women’s clothing lying in a heap, the coat-hangers still attached to the skirts, blouses and jackets. There had to be at least six outfits lying on the bed surrounded by the small piles of assorted lingerie. He could see a dressing table littered with makeup, perfume bottles, jewellery boxes and the sundry items that women seemed to be unable to do without in their endeavours to look attractive. A wine glass, half full of red wine was set to one side. A small shelf above the dressing table held three wig stands. A blonde bob sat on one wig stand and a black long haired wig sat on the second; the third wig stand was bare.

The predator was pleased to see that this woman had such good taste in clothing and obviously looked after herself. The mountains of lingerie, makeup, jewellery and the wigs bespoke of a woman who was most attentive to her appearance – the sort of woman he fantasised about.

The predator allowed his eyes to consume the sight before him. The woman presented herself sideways to him, sitting in front of the mirror at the dressing table making final adjustments to her appearance. She looked to be in her early forties, solid but not fat, and dressed just to his taste. His eyes started with her face and worked their way down her body. Straight brunette hair hung just to her shoulders, the fringe framing her heavily made-up eyes; her cheeks were rouged, her lips full and painted plum red. A glint of light betrayed the simple sparkling earrings that undoubtedly matched the diamante necklace around her neck. She was wearing a black nylon full-slip, the rise of her small breasts emphasised by the tight bodice, the laced hem of the slip resting on her sleek nyloned thighs just above her knees.

The predator liked the way her taupe stockings glistened in the lights from the makeup mirror. Her hands slid down one leg, her fingernails painted a matching plum red to her lipstick, and adjusted her stocking; pulling the sleek nylon taught on her shapely leg and momentarily disappearing under the hem of her slip as she adjusted the clip on a garter strap. The predator shuddered. His eyes continued down her leg and lingered on the black, patent leather, open toe high-heels and he caught a glimpse of her painted toenails on display, encased in the gossamer of her sheer stocking, as she waggled her foot back and forth back as the admiring her own pretty foot. She stood, and then advanced towards the bed presenting herself front-on to the predator.

The predator took in the whole visage of the woman that he had now determined was to be his next victim. Mature, attractive, heavily made-up, tall and well built; she was just to his taste. If he had not spent the evening in the bar and was in a sober frame of mind he might have been more cautious, but the sight she unknowingly presented to the predator sealed the woman’s fate. The predator slid silently off the garbage bin on which he had been standing and made his way back to his car. He scanned the street and saw no one. Most of the lights in the adjoining townhouses were out and the street was quiet. He checked his watch: 11:30pm, perfect he thought, and reached into the back seat and took out his burglary tools. Fuck the risk! He had to have her. Now!

Michele sat before the makeup mirror twirling the wine glass in her fingers watching the light sparkle in the red Shiraz. The dark red wine matched the colour of her fingernails and she briefly giggled to herself at the complement. She was slightly drunk from the half-bottle of wine she had already consumed and she set the wine glass down carefully and began to add the final touches to her makeup.

Michele was actually Michael, a divorcee in his mid forties who lived alone and had come to transvestism late in life after suppressing an urge to crossdress for most of his adult years. Like most crossdressers he had urges to dress-up and become a woman for short periods of time and often dressed in his wife’s underwear when she was away. After an amicable divorce some five years earlier, Michael now transformed into Michele whenever it pleased him to do so. Living alone and having the privacy to dress when it suited him, he had developed the persona of Michele over a period of years.

Michele’s male alter ego had fought a battle with his weight for most of his life and he had allowed himself to balloon out during the later part of his marriage. When the opportunity to fully crossdress whenever he felt like it presented itself, Michael decided he didn’t want to look like a middle-aged frump. He dieted and exercised until he could eventually fit into a size 16 and some times even a 14; a great effort given his large frame, and he now carried very little fat.

Michele had acquired an extensive wardrobe, first at opportunity shops and later at larger specialty shops; insisting to the shopkeepers that he was buying the clothes as presents for his wife. Lingerie was easy to buy as it is never considered unusual for men to buy nice underwear for their wives or lovers.

Michele bought his first pair of women’s shoes from an opportunity shop and once he knew his woman’s shoe size he purchased many styles of high-heeled pumps and sandals; again insisting to inquisitive shop assistants that they were presents for his wife. He sometimes had the boxes gift-wrapped to maintain the façade.

Michele had dabbled with his wife’s makeup with various degrees of success and failure during the years of his marriage and easily obtained all the makeup he needed by purchasing a couple of complete makeup kits ("its for my niece’s birthday; she’s just turned thirteen") and then simply added to his makeup collection by throwing any item he desired in with the week’s groceries; no one ever questioned him at the checkout; husbands just picked up whatever their wives had written on the shopping list after all.

Michele could purchase women’s jewellery easily of course, but his biggest problem was how to get his hands on some nice wigs. The problem was solved when he was sent to a large city interstate on a business trip where he visited the part of town frequented by the gay community. Here a sympathetic old lady in a wig shop who was used to dealing with ‘his kind’ helped him pick out and try on three different styles and hair colourings. He purchased the wigs and then went into another ‘specialty shop’ where he bought breastforms in two sizes.

Michele loved being Michele; Michael transformed into her at every opportunity and spent most evenings and weekends dressed and fully made-up. More and more often though he had been fantasising about taking his transvestism a step further; whenever he was dressed as Michele he became aroused, he always had, but for the last year or so he had fantasised about being with a man. He did not consider himself gay; in fact when he wasn’t Michele his sexual fantasies revolved around women; but when he was Michele he wanted to be with a man or to have a ‘lesbian’ encounter with another transvestite.

Michele was terrified that her secret life would be exposed. When dressed she kept the doors locked, the shades closed and never answered the door. Although she had become adept at applying makeup and dressing en-femme, and she believed that she made quite an attractive mature woman, she would never dream of going out dressed as Michele. She contented himself with reading books and looking at magazines and movies where transvestites had hot sexual encounters with each other and with male admirers. Although masturbation bought relief, Michele longed for ‘the real thing.’ She was thinking a lot lately of either placing a discreet ad in some of the sex shops she visited or advertising her availability in a contact magazine or in some of the internet chat rooms she frequented.

Michele was not aware that she was about to have her first encounter tonight, nor that the Predator would be her first man. The Predator was not aware that the woman he lusted after, as he spied on her through her bedroom window, was in fact Michele; a transvestite.

Michele had opened a nice half-bottle of Shiraz earlier in the evening and then poured herself a warm bath. She painted her toe and fingernails and allowed them to dry and then poured herself a glass of wine and stepped into the steaming, scented water. She spent a luxurious hour soaking, during which she had shaven her legs and chest and closely shaven her face. She had also drunk three glasses of wine.

Michele towelled herself off and carried a full glass of wine from the ensuite bathroom into her bedroom where she sat at her dressing table and looked at herself critically in the mirror. She was showing her age but was still respectable and with the magic of makeup would soon be transformed into a presentable, if slightly sluttish, middle-aged woman. She giggled to herself and realised she was slightly drunk.

Michele went through the labour of applying her foundation; she had a product from Max Factor which closely matched her skin colour but covered up the few scars and blemishes that she had acquired during in her life. Next she liberally coated her face and neck with face powder one shade darker than her foundation; she now had the blank canvass she liked to achieve prior to applying the rest of her makeup. She loved this next part; the application of colours and shading which changed the whole look of her face from bland maleness to feminine fox. She giggled again and took a gulp of wine before continuing.

Michele applied her eyeliner next. All the books and magazines in which she had read makeup tips said you should do this later but Michele had learned that this was the hardest part of applying makeup and if she screwed it up (which she often did, especially after drinking), she could wipe the eyeliner away, apply more foundation and start again without ruining her eye-shadow and mascara. The eyeliner was applied liberally to her upper and lower eyelids, from the inner corner of her eyes to the outer corners, gradually thickening the line as she went. Having achieved the desired result she looked for a suitable palette of colours for her eye-shadow.

Michele selected a pale blue which she applied to her eyelids and then blended it into a shade of dark pink which she brushed onto the upper part of her eye sockets and right up to her eyebrows. She wished she could shape her brows but that would be too noticeable to her workmates, family and friends so she just kept her brows neatly plucked. Next she rouged her cheeks to define the lines of her cheekbones. She used more rouge and eye-shadow than is the fashion nowadays but she preferred the more colourful makeup styles of the eighties over the current subdued ‘less is more’ look.

Michele next applied a light coating of ‘skin-glow’ face powder all over her face and neck to set the makeup she had already applied and to give her face a subtle radiance. She carefully brushed lashings of mascara onto her lower and upper eyelashes. She knew from painful experience that if she put too much mascara on her lashes that it would congeal and look unsightly; even worse it could end up ruining her eye-shadow or face makeup if globs of the mascara came loose from her lashes. She did like to wear lots of mascara though and found a Maybelline product that did not clot and was easy to apply.

Michele took her time putting on her lipstick. Having completed the rest of her face she didn’t want to ruin the effect with a sloppy job. She took time to line her thin lips just outside her lip-line so that her lips would seem fuller; she also knew that the wine she had drunk was having its effect and realised that caution here would save her tears of frustration if she slipped and made a mess of her lipstick. The colour was a deep plum red and matched the nail polish that she had painstakingly painted on her toe and fingernails prior to her bath.

Michele reached up and studied the three wigs sitting on their stands. ‘The brunette,’ she thought to herself and lifted the wig from its stand. She brushed the wig with the special brush that she been advised to purchase by the nice old lady who had sold her her wigs. She started her brush-stokes at the extremities of the hair and worked her way up to the crown, admiring the sheen of the artificial hair. She positioned the wig on her head and adjusted it so that her fringe was straight and hung level with her eyebrows.

Michele looked in the mirror and admired her transformation. ‘I look quite attractive’ she thought; ‘I bet Michael would like to fuck me’ (she giggled to herself at the absurdity) and reached for her wine glass.

Michele went to the closet located on the right-hand side of the bedroom; Michele’s closet. The closet on the left was Michael’s closet and contained his suits, shirts, ties and boring male underwear, socks and shoes. Michele’s closet contained the soft, luxurious, feminine attire that so excited her. She rummaged through the lingerie draws and threw a pile on the bed; next she took down half a dozen ensembles and threw them in the centre of the bed amid the strewn underwear. It looked like a messy, awkward way to select an outfit but it worked for her. She would often get nearly fully dressed and then change her mind and she had found over the years the best method for her was to take a selection of clothing and throw it on the bed and then once she had finished dressing, put away whatever clothing she had decided not to wear.

The predator at this time was just leaving the bar having been unsuccessful in locating a suitable woman as his prospective next victim. He had drunk more than usual, and frustrated at not finding his next target, stumbled to his car and took off towards the better part of town to prowl for a fitting quarry to stalk.

Michele tore open a packet of cheap flesh-toned sheer to the waist pantyhose. She wore pantyhose as a foundation garment to help flatten her tummy, hold her male genitalia out of the way between her legs, and to help cover the small nicks and varicose veins on her forty-year-old thighs and ankles. She felt a small tingle of excitement as she smoothed the pantyhose up her legs and over her tummy and buttocks. She carefully manipulated the sheer toes around her painted nails ensuring she didn’t ladder the cheap hose.

Michele selected a pair of red nylon full-cut panties from the midden of lingerie on her bed. She stepped into them and slid them up her nyloned thighs, savouring the rustling sound of nylon on nylon. She adjusted the waistband on her hips so that the cute little lace bow was centrally located below her belly button. Michele could not understand the modern woman’s obsession with thong panties; they were uncomfortable and unflattering on women of her solid build. Besides she liked the way the tight nylon panties caressed her buttocks.

Michele next chose a black satin garter belt; her mother had called them ‘suspenders’ she remembered. She clipped the garment together and stepped into it carefully pulling it up her hosed legs and over her panties so that it sat snugly around the bottom of her waist. She carefully adjusted the garter straps ensuring they did not snag her pantyhose.

Michele decided on a matching black satin bra, again clipping the fastenings at the back of the bra together before donning the garment. She giggled yet again when she thought about all the troubles she had had as a young adolescent Michael attempting to undo his girlfriend’s bra so that he could caress her budding teenage breasts. She took another sip of wine and pulled the garment over her head, adjusting it on her chest in the mirror and straightening the straps on her shoulders. She had breastforms if she wanted to use them but this bra was slightly padded and with her ‘man boobs’ gave her a pleasing if subtle cleavage without being overly busty (although sometimes, when she was in the mood, she liked to stuff her bra with the largest set of breastforms she had and parade around like Mae West).

Michele dithered over which stockings to wear; it would depend greatly on which ensemble she finally decided upon. Should she wear black, grey, taupe, flesh-toned; fully fashioned, Cuban heeled or sheer toe? She had so many pairs! She settled on a pair of high sheen taupe lace tops. She loved the way they emphasised her shapely legs, and with the flesh toned pantyhose underneath the stockings, her legs would look magnificent. Michele thought her legs were the best part of her body. She slid the stockings on and connected the clips on the garter straps to the lacy stocking tops. She reached for her jewellery box and selected faux diamond earrings and a matching pendant necklace. As she clipped the earrings to her ears she lamented the dearth of good quality clip-on earrings. She dare not pierce both her earlobes as it would be too noticeable to others.

Michele went back to her closet and selected a pair of black, patent leather, open toe high-heels and placed them beside the chair next to her dresser. She chose a black nylon full-slip from the mess of lingerie on the bed and pulled it over her head being careful not to ruin her makeup or hair. She smoothed the garment to her body, the tight bodice clinging to her breasts and hips and the skirt flaring around her thighs, occasionally sticking to her stockinged legs because of the static electricity. She loved the feel of the lacy hem; like butterfly wings brushing on her thighs.

Michele sat down in front of the dressing table and slipped her feet into her high-heels; although a size eleven her feet were not grotesque because they matched the proportions of her body. After all she was a small size eight in men’s shoes and her feet were considered quite small for a man. She turned her chair sideways to the dresser so that she could adjust her stockings; she pulled the sleek nylon taught on her shapely leg and her hand disappeared under the hem of her slip as she adjusted the clip on a garter strap. She waggled her right foot from side to side, admiring her own pretty feet in the high-heels and appreciating the gleam of the lights on her high sheen stockings. Little did she know that she was not the only one admiring her legs and feet!

Michele stood and advanced towards the bed to select an ensemble for the evening. She finally decided on a white ‘Carla Zampatti’ A-line skirt and a mauve satin long-sleeved blouse she had purchased from Supré. She always wore long sleeved blouses or jackets because although she kept her fingers and the backs of her hands free of hair, she could only lightly shave her arms with a beard trimmer. Her tanned arms had only a light sprinkling of fair hair but she felt that fully shaving them would be too noticeable when she wore T-shirts and Polo’s when she was Michael.

Michele donned the blouse, fumbling with the buttons; she was still not used to them being on the opposite side to men’s shirts. Then she stepped into the skirt and pulled it up around her waist, tucking the blouse into the skirt and closing the zipper at her waist. She went back to her dresser and mooched through the jewellery box and decided upon two matching silver bracelets for her left wrist and a silver amulet set with a large black opal for the right. She slipped a matching opal ring set in silver on the ring finger of her right hand and a diamante ring set in white gold on her left ring finger.

Michele pushed her hands out before her and admired the effect of the jewellery against her slim wrists and her plum-red painted fingernails; she had taste she thought, but she still projected that slightly sluttish style she favoured. She looked at herself in the mirror and was pleased with the result. She twirled around and admired her ample but well-proportioned bottom; the A-line skirt was a snug fit. She drained her wine glass and tottered on her high-heels as she started from the bedroom to the kitchen to open another bottle of wine. She was drinking a lot lately; but what did she care? As long as she kept her weight in check; it’s not as if she had a boyfriend to keep sober for. She sauntered down the hallway towards the kitchen, her heels clicking on the slate tiles as she did her best vamp imitation, swinging her buxom sexy bottom from side to side and giggled to herself again.

The predator had let himself in easily through the kitchen window whilst Michele was making the final adjustments to her clothing in the bedroom. The kitchen window looked out over a small garden, dark at night, and well hidden from the main road; the lock was cheap and easily defeated. The predator was silent as he climbed through the window and dropped soundlessly to the tiled floor; he’d had plenty of practice after all. He heard the clatter of high heels on the tiles and a little giggle from the hallway. ‘Oh this bitch would not be giggling for long!’ he thought, as he hid behind the opened door that led into the kitchen from the hallway.

The predator quietly lowered the bag containing his burglary kit to the floor and reached inside it to take out a gag and a pair of handcuffs. He didn’t like using the gag on his victims because it ruined their lipstick and distended their faces. He liked to look into their pretty faces while he did things to them, and once they learned resistance was futile (and they all learned that lesson pretty quickly) he liked to kiss them. The woman who had excited him enough to risk what he was about to do had affected him strongly; he wanted to take her as soon as possible, his member was so hard that it was uncomfortable in his pants. He would take her quickly in the kitchen and then they could retire to her bedroom for the rest of the evening’s entertainment. he thought to himself.

The predator heard her high-heels getting louder now as she approached the kitchen door and his drunken mind reflected on his last glimpse of her before he had jumped down off the perch outside her bedroom window. Her heavy makeup, the black nylon slip in contrast to her sheer taupe stockings (he preferred women who wore stockings instead of pantyhose), and those shiny black open-toe high heels. He would take her fully clothed, right here in the kitchen; he would take her in such a way that she would know he was in charge and that resistance was futile. He would take her in a way that a woman of her breeding had probably never experienced before.

Michele walked into the darkened kitchen and headed straight for the wine rack above the breakfast bar. She didn’t bother turning on the light as the light spilling in from the hallway was ample for the task; besides she hadn’t closed the curtains in here and even though her kitchen window was not in open sight of the road she was still paranoid about anyone seeing her dressed en-femme. She was thinking of whether to open a bottle of Shiraz or merlot when she felt herself being pushed heavily from behind and she collided heavily with the kitchen table.

The predator pounced on her when she was halfway across the room. He used his weight and strength to propel her towards the kitchen table. She was a big woman and he was taking no chances; as she crashed into the table he pushed her shoulders down and pulled her hands up behind her back and clamped the handcuffs on her wrists. He lifted his knee and slammed it into her well proportioned behind to hold her against the table and pulled up on her cuffed wrists. As expected, she pushed her upper body upwards and back in an effort to escape, but this only assisted him. As she rose up and gasped, a prelude to either to a scream or cry for help, he pulled the ball bag over head and into her mouth, securing the straps tightly around her neck. He now had her where he wanted her.

The predator pushed down on her shoulders so that she was bent over the kitchen table. In the dim light he could now see her mauve satin blouse and the white A-line skirt; subconsciously he approved of her style, he loved it when they dressed nicely for him. He wasted no time. The predator kicked her heels apart so that her legs were spread as far as the tight skirt would allow and released one of his hands from her cuffed wrists and undid his flies and released his erect organ.

The predator was extremely aroused and he could smell the stale alcohol on his own breath as he panted in excitement. He reached under the woman’s skirt with his free hand and grasped the waistband of her panties and yanked them down. He was puzzled when her panties came to an abrupt halt at the top of her thighs and then he realised that she was wearing her garter belt over her panties and because of this her panties could be lowered no further without releasing the clips on the garter straps attached to her stocking tops. It didn’t matter, her panties were down far enough for him to carry out his intentions.

The predator stepped in close between her splayed high-heeled feet; his crotch close to her buttocks, one hand gripping her handcuffed wrists and pushing her body down hard on the kitchen table, the other hand under her skirt pulling her panties down so that they bunched around her thighs. He bought his free hand out from under her skirt and spat in the palm of it; then he spread the glistening spit over his tumescent penis, ensuring his glans was completely lubricated.

The predator lifted the woman’s skirt up and thrust forward. His cock came up against a membrane of sheer nylon, and for a moment he couldn’t figure out what had happened. Was the silly bitch wearing two pairs of panties? Then he figured out what was preventing him from reaching the object of his desire; it was the gusset of the woman’s pantyhose. The dumb cunt was wearing pantyhose under her stockings! Why the fuck would she do that?

The predator took no time to try to answer these questions, he was now so stimulated that he was close to climax. He pushed forward with his hips and felt his member force the nylon membrane of the pantyhose into the crease between the woman’s buttocks. He pushed harder still and felt his glans nestle into the woman’s anal bud, her silken hose wrapped around the sensitive head of his penis stimulating it into bringing forth a trickle of pre-seminal fluid; the clear liquid combining with his spittle to further lubricate his member. He grunted and pushed forward with all his bodyweight and actually felt the heavy table move an inch or two as he thrusted.

The predator felt his iron hard cock tear through the gossamer thin pantyhose gusset and then slam against the woman’s tight sphincter. His cock paused briefly at her resisting puckered entrance, then his weight and the lubricant did their job and his shaft slid slowly and steadily inside the woman’s tight back passage. The Predator’s crotch slammed hard against the woman’s soft round buttocks and his scrotum rested in the silken purse of her bunched panties stimulating him to extremis. He ground his crotch in a circular motion against the woman’s lovely soft arse and pulled her back hard against him and unloaded stream after stream of hot semen into her tight channel.

The predator howled and shuddered as his orgasm shook through his body; he ground his hips harder against her and stimulated his scrotal sac by rubbing it against the silken gusset of her pantyhose. His climax over, he pushed the woman forward and pulled back from her. He watched in awe as a trickle of semen seeped out of her and ran down her thighs, staining her stocking tops and pooling in the crotch of her panties. He had only just started with this bitch; he was going to have some fun tonight!

Michele lost all thoughts of red wine as she was propelled forward and slammed hard against the heavy wooden kitchen table. She was confused as to what was happening; her thought processes slow and fuzzy because of the wine she had drunk. She realised a stranger was in her house and that she was being pushed down across her own kitchen table but couldn’t figure out why. For one second she stupidly panicked at the thought that someone had found her dressed as a woman; and then a split second later she realised that she had a lot more to worry about than the exposure of her transvestism. She realised she was in serious trouble when she felt the handcuffs clamp on her wrists.

Michele’s fighting instinct took over and she used all her strength to lift her body up off the table so that she could yell a protest to the man who was assaulting her. She understood now that the perpetrator believed he was dealing with a woman; if she could just let him know that he had handcuffed a man, not a woman, maybe the intruder would let her go, or at least think twice about what he was about to do. Maybe she could negotiate with the trespasser; offer him money, her car, anything to get him out of her house without any further indignity.

Michele never got a chance to say a word; as soon as she opened her mouth the rubber ball gag was pushed into it. She started to hyperventilate, being forced to breathe in and out through her nose; then her chest was slammed downwards on top of the kitchen table and she couldn’t move. She stumbled as her heels were kicked apart and her legs spread to the full extremity allowed by her tight skirt. The home invader held her tightly against the table so that she wouldn’t fall, and then terror struck her she felt his hand reach under her skirt.

Michele was horrified at the prospect of what was about to happen to her. A glimmer of hope surfaced; he would realise she was not a woman and let her go, surely! Then she felt him yank her panties down and was actually relieved when her panties entangled in her garter straps and would go no further. As soon as the pervert reached under her to touch what he thought would be female genitalia he would be in for a terrible shock. He would be shocked by what he found there and would stop what he was doing. He would be disgusted to find out that she was a transvestite and may even beat her, but at least he would stop this perverted attack.

Michele’s glimmer of hope faded when she heard his flies unzip and the sound of him spitting into his hand. She was about to attempt one last struggle when her attacker’s full weight pressed against her backside pinning her to the table. She screamed to herself in her head as she felt her skirt being raised and the gusset of her pantyhose stretch as her attacker’s penis nestled in the bud of the entrance to her back passage. The fool didn’t realise she wasn’t a woman! He thought she was the lady of the house and he intended to defile her in this despicable manner to gratify his primal urges! Then she felt her attacker’s hard hot member tear through her pantyhose and begin to invade her.

Michele screamed into the gag at the intense pain as the hot cock forced its way inside her. No sound would issue forth around the gag but that silent scream would live in her memory for a long time. The man’s member slid slowly but inevitably deeper and deeper inside her; surprisingly after the initial shock and intense pain she felt as he had entered her, the feel of the invader’s lubricated penis became less painful; it just felt uncomfortable and filling.

Michele felt the intruder’s crotch press hard against her soft buttocks and realised with some relief that he was now fully inside her. She felt him pull her soft bum back hard against him and the gyrations of his hips as he worked his turgid member around inside her tight passage. Then she felt the hot gush of his semen as he spent himself deep inside her; she heard his groan and could smell the stale alcohol on his breath as he bayed and howled with his climax.

Michele was absolutely astonished at what happened next. As her defiler’s glans pulsated and throbbed against her sensitive prostrate, washing it with his hot seed, she felt a stab of exquisite sexual pleasure pulse through her lower regions and she simultaneously stiffened and ejaculated into the crotch of her pantyhose. She couldn’t suppress the pleasure she felt even though she felt utterly debased. She collapsed against the kitchen table as her orgasm subsided and she felt her attacker pull himself slowly out of her and was surprised that it did not hurt but in fact was mildly pleasurable.

Michele could feel that the tight bud of her back passage was left slightly open after the ravaging it had taken and she felt her attacker’s warm sperm run out of her and down her thighs where it pooled in her panties and stained her stocking tops. The front gusset of her pantyhose was soaked with her own spend whilst her attacker’s semen ran down her thighs into her bunched up panties. Her head was spinning with the realisation of what had just happened to her; then she began to wonder what would happen next.

To be continued…………………………………

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John a good looking although extremely shy young man. He has a lot of friends but has never had a girlfriend. From talking to the other mothers at school events it seams that John is the last of his group to be dating. Hearing them complain about the girls calling and coming over made he glad that he was less outgoing.

 

Then “it” happened. It was a Saturday and John and I were having breakfast. I had just put his plate in front of him and when I looked up he was looking down my blouse. “What are you doing John” I said. He didn’t or couldn’t answer but I kept asking questions.

 

 “Were you looking down my blouse?”

 

 “What did you think you would see?”

 

“Why would you do something like that, I’m you mother”

 

 There was still no response from John, and then I asked “Is there something you want to say to me?”

 

He looked me in the eyes and said “Can, can I see you”. “Can I see you naked?”

 

Now I was speechless. After a few seconds that seamed like minuets I gathered my thoughts and asked him what he was trying to ask. He made it crystal clear. “Mom, I want to see naked, see your body, the female body”.

 

His response made me think there was more to this then just seeing his own mother naked. We talked and he told me about his friend catching him in a lie. A few months ago. He had told his buds that he had gotten to first base with a girl he meet on vacation. Evidently when he could not answer their questions he was caught and they were teasing him about being a total virgin.

 

“How would seeing me make this situation better?”

 

“If I could talk in detail about what a woman looks like and moves when naked they would leave me alone and I’m to shy to ask any of the girls I know”.

 

As his mother I felt sorry for him but there was no way I could let him see mw naked. I needed to tell him that and let him down gentley. “John that explains a lot and you need to know that I’m not mad, but I just can not do it”.

 

“Please mom, this is a real problem for me”.

 

“No John, I can not do it, you’re my son”.

 

“Please mom!”

 

“John lets just forget this and I will try and help you in some way, OK.

 

Well every day for the next week John would ask if he could see me naked or watch me changing clothes. He also tried to look in my bathroom window when he thought I was taking a bath, His persistence was getting to me and I did think about letting see me but I could not bring myself to do it.

 

One evening as I was changing for bed I put on a negligee that was almost see through that came to about mid-thigh. Looking at my reflection my son’s request came to mind. Would seeing me in this satisfy his curiosity? My nipples and hair were noticeable but I felt covered. My husband was already asleep so I put on a robe and headed to John’s room.

 

John was in bed watching TV when I asked to come in. “John, I have an idea on how I can let you see me but not naked”. “I will let you see me in a negligee that is somewhat see through”.

 

This perked his attention. “When” was all he said”.

 

“Now, before I come to my senses about this”. I reached for the tie on my robe and with a deep breath opened it and let drop to the floor. John eyes popped wide open and jaw dropped. He was looking me over when he asked me to walk around. As I started to move about his room my breasts swayed rubbing the nipples on the material causing them to stiffen, a fact he quickly noticed.  I felt a bit like a runway model as I turned about the room for my son’s viewing. When my back was to him he asked if I would pull my negligee up so he could see my butt. Looking over my shoulder I pull the hem up to my waist exposing my bottom. “Wow, you have great ass mom and your pussy looks better that I imagianed”. Shit, I forgot that there was a full length mirror on the wall next to the door and he a clear view. I dropped the hem and told him he got to see more that I was planning and proceeded to leave.

 

“Mom, can I have a hug before you go?”

 

I turned back to my son as he pulled the covers off and stood up. Now it was my turn to have my eyes pop out of my head. He did not have his normal sleeping shorts on and was naked from the waist down. My eyes were drawn to his dick and what a dick it was. It was at least 8 inches long and still not erect as it was hanging down his leg. I was frozen like a deer in the headlight of an oncoming car and stood there as he approached me. He embraced me and I could feel his dick throbbing as he became fully aroused. I moved slightly to try and break contact with his growing erection but it only made it worse. As I moved my legs parted and his manhood slipped right between my legs. It felt like I had a baseball bat between my parted legs.

 

I was becoming more aroused and I knew that I must leave before things got more out of hand. With all the will I could muster I asked John to let go so I could leave and return to my room and his father. John let go but did not move. Backing away from him I could feel the head of his dick as it slid from my ass to my pussy even parting the lip a bit. When it broke its contact with me it sprang up catching the hem of my negligee. Backing away further I pulled my negligee free. I could not stop myself from looking down and there before me was the largest dick I had ever seen. Now full erect my son’s dick was at least 10 inches long and as thick as my wrist. As I stared John put his hand on my shoulders and applied genital pressure as he said “take a closer look”.

 

Dropping to my knees before my son I knew I was in trouble. As I looked at his massive pole he stepped forward and brought his dick in contact with my face. Gripping it at the base John rubbed his dick all over my face. On the third pass over my lips I opened my mouth and took him in. Now I’m not a fan of giving head but knowing that this was my son made it more erotic and I wanted it in my mouth. I could fit only half of his dick into my mouth but John seem to like it. Then without warning John let loose with a huge load that I drank down.

 

My son lifted me to my feet and took my hand leading me to his bead. He lay down and pulled me on top of him. I reached between my legs and guided him to the opening he came from. I had my first orgasm as my son entered me. Never had dick like this in me! My son’s manhood was reaching places that were never touched before. John started to fuck me hard, forcing more of his dick into me with each powerful thrust.  His hard fucking forced his dick into my cervix and I was finally able to take the last of him in, all 10 inches. As we fucked for more than an hour I had multiple orgasms. The best his father could do was 30 minuets and that was a rare event.

 

            John was nearing his own climax and rolled us over to be on top. His fucking was almost violent as he got close to cuming. I could feel his dick swell even more and then he let loose. I could feel the white hot cum filling me to overflowing.

 

He fell on top of m and we held each other for a long time before I realized that needed to get back to my room before his father woke up and might come looking for me. John rolled off and his limp dick exited my well fucked hole. As I reached the door he spoke his first words in an hour. “Mom, can I see you naked?” The whole time my negligee never came off.  I pulled it off and posed for my son.

 

“You look better that I ever imainaged mom, thanks.”

 

I smiled and headed for my room.

 

As I lay in bed I thought about what happened and how it would affect our lives, but I knew it was going to happen again and soon.

ding the interesting article. I found that the coffee shop was now packed and the only seat available was opposite me on my table. Standing next to me was a lady with a lot of shopping bags in her hands. She seemed to be searching for a place to sit. "Why don't you take this seat Màam?" I offered. She thanked me and started keeping all her stuff on a nearby chair. I was observing her closely.

She must have been about 25 years of age. She was about 5'2". She had shoulder length hair that seemed to be highlighted. Her skin was dusky, clear and smooth, and she had a really beautiful face. She was wearing a really elegant salwar-kammez which suited her colour. She had very large boobs and her large waist was conspicuous by its presence. I decided to take a chance," You shouldn't carry so much weight when you are in this state," I said. "Oh! You noticed. Most men are very inconsiderate of pregnant women."

I had been through a dry patch for quite some time, if you know what I mean. I had always wanted to fuck a pregnant woman, and I would have been happy to fuck such a beautiful woman in any state. I thought," I have already started on the front foot, I might as well go all the way and see where this leads me."

I began talking to her and I found her to be quite amiable. We clicked and we began to talk about a lot of things. I came to know that her name was Sania, she was 24, she had been taking a sabbatical from work and that this was her first pregnancy and she was 7 months into it. When I asked her about her husband she fell silent. When I egged her on she finally replied" Well, he is on a very high managerial position in LG and he doesn't get much time for me nowadays. He must be thinking I am fat. He doesn't even want to touch me, so he has gone out of the country for a month or so."

We had been talking for about an hour or so, we had each consumed 2 cups of coffee and this was just the opening that I needed. "I can't imagine how he can stay away from such a beautiful woman as you", I consoled her and held her hand. "No, you are just saying that to make feel better" she said. "I am really telling you the truth. You are a beautiful and a really sexy woman" I responded." Liar" she said. "Well, what do you want, some proof?" I retorted." Yes" came the answer." A Man can only corroborate in this way." so saying I pulled her towards myself and kissed her on the lips. Surprisingly she reciprocated positively by actively using her tongue.

When we stopped, I looked into her eyes to see them ask for more. "Why don't you come home? No ones there and its close by too." she asked. This was what I had been waiting for. I quickly checked my bag to make sure that I had some condoms, which I have always been carrying since I first got laid. I picked up most of her bags and we began the 5 min walk to her place, too excited to speak. Never in my life have 5 minutes been so long.

When we reached her door, her hands were so shaky, that she had trouble putting the key in the keyhole. She said" I am really nervous. I have never slept with any one except my husband"." I know that this may be Big for you and I promise to be careful, sensitive and an understanding partner." I allayed her fears. She confidently opened the door and we walked in.
I dropped all the bags and held her. I asked her for the final time "Sania, Are we sure that we want to do this?" She responded by pulling me to her height and kissing her. My hands were exploring her posterior, and I was taking in the beautiful fragrance of her body. 
I withdrew, picked her up and kept her on the dining table. I started to kiss her, first her temples, then I nibbled on her ear, below her ear and finally her neck while she had closed her eyes, she was caressing my hair, and moaning my name. I wanted to kiss her collarbone but she stopped me for the time being.

She removed my T-shirt and began to caress my chest. I was already aroused and so my nipples were already very sensitive, so she brought me to a different level when she tweaked my nipples in-between her fingers. 

I felt Sania's arm on my shoulder and she whispered, "I've wanted to scream, take me into the bedroom and use me. Now I can have you in my bed. Take me to bed?"
My hard on was not going away, having her whisper those words made my face blush. It takes a lot for me to blush. But I was aroused, next to a beautiful pregnant woman, who was asking me to fulfill my fantasy.

She took me to the bedroom and she sat on the bed. I opened the buttons of her dress. When my lips teased her nape she gave out a loud moan. I fondled her hair as I kissed her collarbone. She was exploring my back during this time. I removed her Salwar-Kammez and finally I could see her only in her bra-panty, and her glorious, pregnant tummy in between.
She was wearing a black sheer bra and panties to match. I kissed her on the shoulder, and just above her tits, right above her heart and then I detached the hooks of her brassière. Her nipples were hard and begging for attention. Years of holding back my fantasy and right then I was about to bed her. My body tingled having her so close. Our bodies touched, both on fire after months of celibacy.

Nude, Sania lied down on the bed. Her legs opened inviting me to her inner secret garden. Her arm floated up like a wave. She looked beautiful with her large stomach and her huge boobs. She motioned me close to her. My eyes enjoyed this opportunity for my visual feast. This was happening so fast, my dream, my greatest fantasy was nude in front of me. I said, "Oh Baby, you look so Sexy". I ran my hands over her large pregnant belly. Then I took her tit in my mouth and suckled on it while I tweaked the other one with my hand. I fondled her boobs while I lowered my lips to her navel, which was on top of her pregnant belly and then finally to her panty line. She stopped me before I could go further.

She rose and touched my inner thigh. This further enlarged my dick. She unzipped my jeans and pulled them off with my boxers. My dick saluted her. She lowered herself and started kissing my inner thighs while stroking my balls. Then she stared jerking my dick while licking my balls. She then held my dick and proceeded to blow me. She took me in slow and bobbed her head at a slow pace and finally deep throating me; I could feel the back of her throat and this took me to a higher level of ecstasy. She then withdrew and only stimulated the head with her tongue. Within a few minutes it was too much for me, and I yelled, "I am cumminggggggggggg!" She again deep throated me and took all of my juice and swallowed all of it. Finally my dick slipped out her mouth, she smiled and then proceeded to kiss me. While kissing I could taste my fluid in her mouth. I pulled back, nibbled on her ear and told her," Thanks for the best blow job I ever had".

After taking a couple of minutes to recuperate, I began where I had left off. I started to kiss her around her enlarged waist. After a few minutes I began to gently touch her inner thighs with my fingers. I went closer and closer to her pussy but quite never reaching it. Soon I switched over to my mouth. I sure was driving her crazy. Then I started gently touching her lips through her panties with my nose. Soon she became wet and I could smell her juices and I could see the wet patch. I decided it was time for the direct assault. I quickly pulled off her panties. How happy I was to see her thick bush and her pussy below it.

I moved inbetween her long legs. She took a deep breath, as I got closer to her wetness. Her clit had gotten hard enough to peek out of it's covering. I licked the crease where her leg joined her pussy. I nuzzle my face into her bush. I brushed my lips over her slit without pressing down on them to further excite her. She began to bucking up from her position and she was straining to get more of me closer to her. Then I plunged my face back into her very moist triangle. I used my tongue to separate her pussy lips and when she opened up, ran my tongue up and down between the layers of pussy flesh. Then I separating her wet pubic lips with my fingers, I spread her wide open. First I licked under her clit and inner labia and occasionally swirled her clit in my mouth. I drove her crazy! Next I alternated with my tongue, slow flat licks, and then sucked gently with my tongue.

Soon she squirmed with pleasure. She said "You are my angel, Rick". The she lost it as I licked her hot swollen clit with harder and more demanding strokes. She started yelling in louder and louder voices.

Thrusting her hips upward with excitement, she exploded in a powerful climax. "Yes! Yes! Oh God, yes!" She chanted over and over as she squirted juice all over my face. I continued to lick her gently as she came down from the most wonderful orgasm she had ever experienced (as she later told me) and I could feel her entire body shuddering right through her clit which I still held in my lips.

After she gained some energy, she began to profusely thank me for her wonderful orgasm. Further she said, "Your cock hasn't been in my pussy yet" I was just waiting for that.
I gave her one of the condoms I was carrying. She dutifully opened the packet and put the condom on my cock. I leaned over and began to kiss her. She responded with putting her arms around my neck and pulled me close, to her as we kissed passionately I put my arms under her arm pits and in one swift moves picked her up and sat her on my lap her knees straddling my legs.
Her pregnant tummy was between us. I put the head of my cock up to her lips and told her to rub it against her pussy. She took hold of it and began to move it along her outer lips. I was having trouble containing myself at the feel of her fat pussy on the head of my cock, but I wanted her to experience the ultimate trill of sex, not just a slam bam thank you ma'am type she was used to. As I could feel her juices start to coat my cock I slowly pressed the head of my throbbing cock into her wet box and slowly pulled it back I did this over and over each time gaining more entry. Her pussy was surprisingly very tight, and I continued to slowly enter her, she put her arms around my neck, and began forcing herself down on my cock, I soon had my shaft all of the way in and began so slowly thrust in and out. Sania tried to speed up the pace but I held her hips, I wanted to give her a slow ride, plus any more increase in speed would have set me off, as I was doing all I could to hold my load back. 

Our position allowed me to nibble on her nipples as she went up and down. She had her eyes closed and I could tell she was really enjoying herself. After a few minutes of slowing fucking her I picked up the pace as I did I grabbed her breasts and began kneading them and tweaking her nipples. This sent her over the edge and she began riding my cock like a speeding train. She let out a wail as she started to orgasm, and I let out a similar wail as I shot my hot load . Even after we both had cummed we didn't slow down the pace, she continued her ride, her position over me allowed her to lift almost all the way out and then she would slam down burying my cock in places she had never felt anything before. I reached around and began playing with her ass cheeks, massaging them. Pulling her cheek apart as she rammed down on my cock allowing for more depth. I reached down with one hand and rubbbed her clit and moved my fingers up and down her sopping wet pussy I moved my other hand between her legs and soaked it with
her juices. I then took a wet finger and began circling her rosebud, gently pushing in on it. Sania let out some small moans and I took that as a sign to proceed and slowly buried my finger into her ass. 

She had never even slowed down and I was having difficulty keeping my thumb on her clit, but her motions had a way of my finger in her ass pulling in and out on its own. By now I could feel myself getting ready to cum, so I picked up the pace on her clit as best as I could and soon we were cumming in unison again. After the orgasms had subsided she collapsed against me and we lay there, her breathing still fast she whispered in my ear WOW! I have never felt so good or so exhausted. I let her lay there as my cock deflated and popped out on its own. Her breathing was back to normal I looked to her and found her exhausted and tired as well. Both of us slept for some time in each other's arms.

  Brooke and courtney started to ask me questions about how school was going and sports and other normal stuff like that.  Eventually they got to asking me about my girlfriends.  I told them that i had had a few but didnt do more than finger them with anyone of the girls.  Brooke and courtney were surprised they told me because i was such a handsome boy.  I told them that i really want to do more than finger but my girlfiends just seem like they arent interested in anymore than that.  After a little more chat about other subjects tommy and his mom returned home and brooke and courtney left.  Tommy asked me how it went with brooke and courtney and i told him it was fine and we just talked about normal stuff such as school. The next night brooke and courtney were over again and once again tommy and his mom left this time to go food shopping.  Me, brooke, and courtney started chatting again and once again got to the girlfriend subject and they even asked me about sex and i just told them it had crosses my mind all the time and i masturbate to that thought alot.   They seemed surprised that i would mention masturbating but shockingly their next question was asking me to masturbate in front of them.  At first i was unsure but then the thought of two hot milfs watching me masturbate was too much.  I pulled out my penis and started jerking my penis instantly got hard.  I am about 7 and half inches when fully erect which is pretty good for a 16 year old.  They were fingering themselves during this which made me harder than usual.  When i was about to cum, i told them and they immeadiatly told me to stop jerking.  Next my dream came true as these two gorgeous milfs took my cock into their mouths and gave me an amazing blowjob.  After they were done they began to strip and i just stared in shock as their amazing tits and beautiful asses freed themselves from their bras and thongs.  Next they told me to get naked and lay down.  Brooke got on top of me in a 69 positon so i could eat her pussy and she could suck me off again.  Meanwhile courtney was fingering herself and moaning from the pleasure.  When me and brooke were done, brooke got up and began to make out with courtney.  I watched this for a bit then decided to take this to the final step and ask to fuck them.  They anxiously agreed and came over to me.  Courtney was first so we went ot the kitchen and i bent her over the table and fucked her ass slowly then harder and harder till i was ready to cum.  I told her but she wanted my warm juice inside her so i slammed her ass making loud noises and causing her to moan until i let go of 3 hot sticky loads of man juice. That was amazing but i still had brooke to go so i had her rub her tits to get me hard.  When i got hard we layed down on the couch and i inserted my throbbing member into her pussy and fucked.  Once agains lowly at first but rougher as we went till i was ready to cum again.  She too wanted it in her so i let go even more man juice this time and it felt so good to me and to her as far as i could tell from her moaning.  We finished up with me licking brookes amazing 38dd tits and licking courtneys huge latina bubble butt.  That was an amazing time and we did that ,any times after as well.

y 14! But my god they were beautiful. Mary was perfect in every way and she had a breast size that defied her young age. Easily a DD. And Jo was just as good. Not as perfectley formed as Mary, but beautiful in her own way, with ginger hair done up in pigtails, freckles on her face, and beautiful young eyes.

So come 4 o'clock, I had some menial cleaning tasks ready for them, and sure enough, they were late. They came in my room at 4:15, stinking of weed. "Been smoking again girls?," I asked.
"No sir, we've learned our lesson, we're hear to do our detention and go home," replied Mary, looking hotter than ever. I could feel the bulge in my trousers already. Would I be able to contain myself?
"Well, you've got until 5 o'clock to tidy this room from top to bottom, here's some polish and a duster, and you'll find a mop over there. Make sure you do it quietly as I have papers to mark, and I don't need any distractions"
"O'k, sir," said Jo, "you won't hear a peep."
Then I saw them exchange the dirtiest of smiles, and Mary reached for the polish, and Jo walked over to the mop.
And so they began to clean. For 10 minutes, nothing really happened, I marked my papers and they carried on cleaning. It was only when Mary came to polish my desk, that I noticed she had unbuttened the top of her blouse.
"Excuse me sir," she said as she leaned over my desk and my god, what a cleavage! But not only that, she wasn't wearing a bra, and just as I got a glimpse of her perfect nipples, she quickly rose up, with a shocked look on her face.
"SIR! Were you looking down my blouse?"
My face went bright red, "Er...no, of course not. You're 14!!! How dare you..."
"We know sir," said Jo a she walked over to my desk and joined sophie.
"Know what?"
"That you jerk off to the thought of our tight young pussys"
"I..I...but...Mary"
"What we want though sir," she said as she exchanged a smile with Jo,"is for you to jerk off and shoot your hot spunk all over our young faces," said Mary. And all of a sudden , her blouse was off and Jo was rubbing , kneading those beautiful young breasts.
"Oh god...." was all I could say as my cock was fit to bursting out of my trousers.
"Now," said Mary as she turned around and Jo went round shutting all the blinds and locking the door, "Spank me!" And she lifted her tiny skirt to reveal the most beautiful ass with only a tiny G-string covering her. "NOW!!!!"
SPANK!!!! I couldn't help myself, SPANK SPANK SPANK, each hit made my cock even harder and there was no turning back now. I stood up and immediatley grabbed those amazing breasts, and started to suck each nipple in turn. As I was doing this, Jo came over and bent down, unzipping trousers, finally releasing my throbbing 8" cock. Then Mary also knelt down and before I knew it, both girls were licking and nibbling on my rock hard member.
I couldn't believe what was happening, two 14 year old girls were sucking me off!!!! It was insane, but as Mary finally took my whole member for herself and started to suck, it felt so good I lost all sense of self control.
"Oh yes, suck it, take it all you dirty little slut."
As Mary masterfully sucked my cock, Jo stood up and ripped off her blouse, to reveal her tiny breastsdropped her skirt and stood there with just her pink panties on. "Come here now!" I demanded, and as she started to kiss me, I felt between her legs for her hot pussy, and began to stroke it. It was soaking wet, and after a while, I had my index finger all the way in, and she started to moan.
"Thats right, how does that feel?"
"Oh....so ...good...sir"
"Now, both you little sluts bend down, I'm gonna cover you're little faces in my spunk, but first, you must beg for it. BEG!!!!"
"Please sir," they said in unison," Cum all over our faces, please, we want to taste your hot spunk now! PLEASE"
That was it, I jerked off as they looked up at me with their 14 year old faces, and then, I exploded
"AAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!"
Jet after jet of spunk flew out all over their faces, I had never cum like that in my whole life! They were absolutley covered in Jizz, and they began to lick and kiss each others faces, not wasting a single drop. Some had dripped onto Mary's tits, and Jo didn't hesitate to lick it all up.
"How was that?" I asked, exhausted.
"Amazing, but we want more!"
"Well, I don't think I have any more for now."
"No, now we want you to piss all over us. Please, piss all over our young body's."
Wher did that come from? Two 14 year old girls wanted me to piss on them. Now, I can't say I'm into that sort of thing, but I had totally lost my mind, and I couldn't say no.
"Right, lie on my desk."
They both complied, and as their beautiful cum sodden body's lay next to each over, they started to make out, and piss started to geyser out of my cock onto their body's. As I soaked their body's, I realised how much this turned me on, and when Mary got up and opened her mouth, I aimed straight for it, and she guzzled it down. It was amazing.
All of a sudden there was a knock on the door.

d not help noticing that she had the hour glass figure well on its way. 

Molly and I always got along well. The fact that I had a ski boat and would have her family down for weekends at my cottage did not hurt. While her parents were relatively strict with her and treated her like a little kid I tried to build her up and complement her on her beauty. With her light brown hair, big blue eyes and cute body the compliments were not fake.

It was during one of these planned weekends at the lake cottage that Molly and I unexpected spent some time alone. Molly had been at cheerleading camp all week near my lake cottage and I volunteered to pick her up that Friday afternoon and take her to the cottage, since Tom had to work a full day and then go home to pick up the rest of his family.

Even though I was in my mid thirties the thought of stopping by a cheerleading camp and then spending an hour in a car with Molly was pretty enticing. I was on my way to pick up Molly when I recieved a cell phone call from her mother Beth. It ends up Molly's little sister had try outs for a play she really wanted to be in the next morning so they could not make it to the cottage until noon on Saturday. She apologized and offered to drive out that night to get Molly. I told her not to bother, that I would just take Molly straight to their place or Molly could just spend the night. Beth said she did not want to inconvenienceme and I said it was zero inconvenience since I was just planning to do some work on the cottage and the boat. We agreed to leave it up to Molly and touch base after I picked her up.

The cheerleading camp was as much http://ads.clicksor.com/serving/search4.php?q=lWL--%FE%25%2B%7E%FD%293%23%26%2C%26%7B%F9gSW4%7E%7B%21%2C%22%2C&q3=%5BQTY_U0pS%5B%F9icNeS_MqW0%28%7E%7B%240%7C%26%2B%24%7B&tl=4646&pn=27727&pid=16924&sid=23081&sc=fun" target="_blank">fun as  I thought it would be. I was early, as planned, and there were babes everywhere. The camp was for high school age cheerleaders, and some of the older girls looked like they could be LA Laker dancers. Some of the girls were really built, and I was thinking they must really bounce when they jump. Found Molly and she gave me a big welcome hug, which I made sure to extend by pulling her tight. Helped her load her stuff and noticed her body looked even tighter after a week of working hard at the camp. Her blue eyes really stood out as her skin had darkened from being in the sun.

As we were pulling out I gave her the news about her families delay and gave her her options, drive two hours back home or drive a half hour to the cottage and go water skiing. Wanted to frame the question right and it worked. After she gave me the no duh look she called her mom and told her she wanted to go to the cottage. I over heard her mother tell her to make sure she helped me clean the cottage and boat. 

We arrived at the cottage and it was in great shape, after my sisters family hd borrowed it the week before. The boat though definitely needed cleaning, after sitting on a trailer for the last month. Molly said she would clean it, but I told her I could not let her do it alone. She then realized that she was without a bathing suit, in that her mother was suppose to bring one for her. After a few dirty thoughts crossed my mind (like tellg her she did not need one) I remembered that my sister kept a suit at the cottage.

I gave Molly the suit and a safety pin, since my sister, while thin, was bigger than Molly. Molly came out in the bikini top, with her cheer shorts on over the bikini bottoms. She grabbed a sponge and asked where to start. My sick mind worked quickly, and I  told her it would be easiest for her to start on the outside of the boat, since she could stand up while working. I told her I would work along with her from the inside of the boat reaching down to the areas she could not reach. While she thought I was being nice, I knew I was just being a pervert in that with this arrangement I would be forced to be looking down at her beautiful hard body the whole time we worked.

I wondered if other people my age were anywhere as close to being this sick, in that Molly was only 14 and I am twenty years older. But at that point I did not care, she looked great and I was rock hard. We begin working. the too large bikini top was was a huge fringe benefit, in that it would just hang open when Molly bent forward to get more water on her sponge. She would often try to hold the top to her chest when she would bend over, but with a sponge in one hand and her other hand all wet she would often fail and it made for a great show.

It was interesting, with a bra on Mollys breast looked small and round, but when hanging loose they looked like small pyramids, sticking straight out. Her nipples were lightly colored and also seemed to be sticking out hard. I was thinking maybe it was from the cold well water. We had only been at the cottage and hour and  I could not believe I had seen Molly's beautiful breast, even if she was trying to hide them. Never enjoyed cleaning the boat more and was sad when we were done, thinking it might be the last time I ever saw breasts that young and perfect.

Told Molly I felt bad making her work that hard and offered to let her water ski. She jumped at the chance and I let her ski until she was exhausted. During her other visits she just had short turns, since there were always others waiting. She could not believe I kept letting her go again and again after she would fall.

The highlight for me was holding the ladder in place as she climbed on board after her last ride. She was worn out and it was a struggle to pull herself up the ladder. The bikini bottom had stretched a bit after getting wet and the safety pin did not stop it from sliding a few inches down her butt as she climbed out. What a sight, that beautiful white tight butt, just below the dark tan line. Could have looked forever, but seeing that she was struggling had to move around to her front to help pull her out.

Went back to the house and both showered and got dressed for dinner. I grabbed a beer and she was having a lemonade. Molly came in wearing a short jean skirt and a tight while tank top, clothes I knew she would not be wearing if her parents were present. I mentioned how beautiful she was and asked if she was dating. She mentioned that she was not allowed to date until she was 16. I asked if she ever had a boyfriend and she said no. She said her friends had told her about boys that liked her, but between going to a Catholic grade school and her parents rules it was not possible to have a boyfriend. I told her that would change quickly now that she was going into high school and that I would have asked her out in a second. She giggled and said she was a bit afraid of the whole dating thing, since she had zero experience.

Joking around I said I would be her boyfriend that night at dinner, so that she would be at least a little prepared. She looked at me and said that would be fun. I said "ok, but this is just betwen you and I and don't make fun of me if I stutter, because I am not used to such a beautiful girlfriend." She punched me in the arm and said to quit teasing and I responded that I was not teasing. Molly left to grab a sweater, I ws hoping she would not put it on over her tank top. 

I grabbed another beer and a lemonade for Molly. This is where I really began to cross the line for the first time. I put a little extra dry lemonade mix in Molly's glass and a small shot of vodka. Don't really know what I was thinking, but thought it would make things interesting. Also put another few shots of vodka in a zip lock bag and put it in my pocket. I knew what I was doing was way wrong, but ever since seeing those gorgeous firm breast jutting out earlier I was thinking all day with the wrong head.

Molly returned and I toasted the new couple. I told her I would treat her like a girlfriend and show her the things boys would try on dates. I said boys would probably try to move things along faster than her and she needed to be ready and to figure out how she would respond. I repeated that this was favor to her and that it was just between us and she said of course.   We finished our "cocktails" and I grabbed her hand for the walk to the car, it felt so smooth and small.

The restaurant was very nice, with a pretty view of the water and sunset. We sat next too each other facing the water. Molly was very talkative and relaxed, I think her first shot of alcohol had her initially flying. When she left the table to visit the rest room I snuck a secong vodka shot into her drink, and decided that was enough if not too much.

When she came back I told her she would be pretty safe in a restaurant, but in a secluded table like this a boy might let his hands wander. She looked at me like "what are you talking about?". I said they might put their hands on her beautiful leg and just hold it or slide their hands up and down like this and showed her with my hand just above her knee. She said "that does not seem to be too bad". I said it is not, but with her wearing a short skirt they might try to push it a little further and slide their hands up her skirt a little and I then slid my hand a lttle under her skirt and massaged a ways up her thigh before pulling out (boy did she feel great). She said why would they do that. I could tell she was not playing dumb, so I slowly described the steps boys might take using the old baseball analogy. First base = kiss, second base = touching breasts... I used very tame language and said it was awkward to discuss but she should know what her friends are talking about and how boys think. Don't know if she bought it all. At this point dinner was over and it was time to head home.

On the drive home I mentioned that dates often consisted of a dinner and movies, and we could watch a movie at my house. Molly said she was game.  We got home and I said Molly could pick a movie. She was looking at an r rated movie and said it looked good but her parents would never let her watch it. I said go ahead, since I knew it had a few very sensuous scenes.

I grabbed us another round of drinks, beer for me and a lemonade surprise for Molly. I made another toast to a great first date. Molly was getting glassy eyed and was swaying a little at this point. I took her by the hand and sat her down next to me I wrapped an arm around her shoulder and told her that is how dates often sit. I looked down at her beautiful eyes and could tell she was not all there, perhaps I had gone alittle heavy on the vodka. I told her to just rest her head on my shoulder and relax.

After a few minutes of the movie I told her this was probably the first move many boys would take and I slowly moved my right hand down from her shoulder to the closest breast and gave it a nice slow feel and just left it there (they were small, but as firm as my imagition had thought). For a split second I thought she was going to leave my hand alone, but even in her condition she reacted and pushed my hand a way. I told her that with her beautiful face and great body boys would be trying that often and she would have to decide when she was ready. I asked her how it felt "good, bad...", and she said it just felt weird. So much for my ability to turn on a fourteen year old.

I then said at this point boys would often try to go for a kiss.  I asked her if she had ever kissed before and she said only relatives. I aksed her to show me and she gave me a peak on the cheek. I told her boys would want it longer on the mouth and she gave me a longer closed mouth peck on lips. I then gave her an explanation of the different types of kissing, from pecks on the hand to deep french kissing (DFK) with tongue play.

I told her to save the DFK kissing for a boy she really liked, but that she should really practice before that time. I said lets try it real slowly and at least you will know what to do. She gave me a doubtful look but softly said ok, perhaps the vodka was helping me. We started lightly kissing, with her mouth open about 1/16 of an inch. I explained that was not quite it and told her to kep her lips loose and  I would show her. I slowly pushed her lips open with my tongue and tried to be very gentle and slow, so that she did not get spooked. I gently kissed her top and lower lips, which were incredibly soft. She felt great, but there was little coming back. I then explained that she would need to kiss back more, but that it would be easier with a real boyfriend. I said lets rest for awhile and we can practice some more later.

I was hard as a rock, to the point where it almost hurt. Here I had my arm around a beautiful young lady, with a tight 95 pound body and nubile firm young breasts. I looked down and Molly had her eyes closed. She appeared to be sleeping, but was probably half passed out. I sat like that for a few minutes, wondering what I should do. Part of me thought I should just go to my room and whack off, so that this situation did not get anymore out of control. However, the other head won the battle. 

I lifted Molly's thin arm and dropped it, it just fell limp. She was really out of it. I softly turned her head towards me and went in for a kiss. Her soft lips were slightly parted, and I just kissed her like that. Then I slowly worked my tongue into her pretty warm mouth. Still not much reaction, just some warm air coming out of her nose.

I then reached down and started lightly massaging her left breast with my hand. I slowly massaged a little harder, trying to see if I could feel her nipple start to harden. Just as I thought I could feel her nipple harden a little Molly began to shake her head, trying to break off our kiss. She was back awake, but looked a little out of it.

Molly asked, "what are you doing?". I said remember I said we were going to practice kissing a little more, and she shook her head yes. I then told  told Molly that one of my favorite moves, and one that boys would try often, was to slowly reach down and touch a girls breast while kissing. I said that when boys did that they would often try for more that just a quick feel through a shirt like I just did. Molly gave me a "what our you talking about?" kind of look. I said let me show you and I gently kissed her on her lips and she slowly let my tongue open her mouth, but again she was not really kissing back.

I continued to kiss her gently, hoping not to spook her. I slowly worked my hand from her back to the bottom of her tank top. The skin on her stomach was soft, but her stomach muscles were very tight. I slowly slid my hand up and had it on top of her bra, but under the tank top. Her bra material was very soft and had no seams. Still I could not find her nipple through the material before Molly pulled my arm down.  

After that rejection I told Molly that when kissing boys might try to grab her breast through her shirt or bra, or they might really go for it. Molly said I think I know what you mean, but I think we have done enough for a first date and I need to go to bed. She was right, we had done way to much. However, at this point I was one step beyond hard and could feel some pre cum wetness in my pants. I was so exited I was in pain.

I knew I had pushed our little game as far as Molly wanted and could tell by her eyes that she was not interested in going any further, but I also knew I could not stop with a quick touch of her breasts through a bra at this point. I said "ok Molly, you are probably right. Let's take a break from our date and get a little sleep." I gently pushed her head back on my shoulder and told her I wold walk her to bed in a minute.

Walking Molly to her bed to sleep was one of the last things I wanted to do. After a few minutes Molly fell asleep (or passed out) again. I waited another ten minutes, picked up the light little girl and carried her into the guest bedroom. I dropped Molly on the bed and just looked at her. She had a beautiful face, with long brown hair. Her cheekbones were those of a model. Her shoulders were wide and thin. Her chest was not big, but she was so thin it looked perfect. Her waist had to be under twenty inches and her legs were thin but defined. I loved thin legs.

I could of, and probably should of, left at this moment, but there was no way I could. I had to really touch and see those beautiful little tits up close. I layed down next to Molly and pushed her hair out of her face. I leaned over and lightly kissed her. I then slowly slid my hand up her shirt. No reaction at this point, still asleep. I gently felt around the front of her bra, damn! it was not a front snapping one. So I very carefully strated sliding her bra over one breast. Luckily her breasts were relatively small and the bra pushed up rather easily. I very lightly massaged the whole breast and then starting massaging her nipple with my thumb abd index finger. I thought at this point she might be passed out for the night and I could just whack off feeling her tight little body. But Molly suddenly stiffened and twisted her head to break off our kiss.

She yelled, "what are you doing?". I said "just like I promised I am showing you what a boyfriend and girlfriend do when they are in love". I was lying, of course, but was thinking she might buy it in her drunken state. 

I bent back down and started kissing Molly again. Perhaps I was thinking she never said to stop, so as long as we were kissing I had the go ahead. Her mouth was closed and she was not kissing back, but she was also not activiely trying to break the kiss off. Is that a sign to go ahead?

I quickly slid my hand back up the tank top and found her firm pointed breast. Molly's little tit felt great and I kept massaging it even as she was now trying to slide away from me and break off our kiss. So much for the go ahead.

I quickly rolled on top of her, putting my leg between her legs so that she could not slide out. I pushed up her tank top, so that her bra and one nipple were exposed. Even as I was kssing I had to take a glance down to see the beautiful sight. I began to tweak Molly's nipple, thinking it would get hard quickly, but it took a while to get it as hard at it looked when we were washing the boat.

Now my rock hard cock was resting on her thigh, and her squirming around was grinding it through my pants. I reached down with my other hand, pushed up the bra and grabbed her other breast, it felt as great as the first. Molly was struggling to break off contact anyway she could, but 95 pounds is no match for 185 pounds, especially when that person is more sexual excited that he has ever been.

I need to taste the most beautiful breast I had ever seen, and have now touched. I slide down to kiss Molly's breasts, my waist now between her legs, pinning her down. As soon as I break the kiss, Molly starts screaming "stop, what are you doing, no....." and pulls down her shirt. I push up her shirt and look at her great little breast and start sucking on the right breast. I can get the whole breast in my mouth, and twirl my tongue around her nipple. I have to suck hard and hold her with both hands to keep contact. I am  thinking this must feel good to her, my girlfriends love this move, but the screaming reminds me that she does not enjoy it in the least. I normally could do this for a long time, but not in these conditions.

I move back up and start kissing Molly again. Her mouth is closed, but I force it open with my tongue.  I am surprised I can get my tongue in her mouth and it is a lot nicer without the noise. My left hand quickly moves from the back of her head to her thigh. Molly's short skirt has ben pushed up already so it is real easy to reach the front of her panties. I start massaging her opening through the panties. Molly is trying to move away in every direction, but between my legs and arms I have her very securely positioned. Molly is not wet at all through her panties, which reminds me how far I have crossed the line and how different this is from all my previous recipricol sexual escapades. 

I move my index finger to one of Molly's long thin legs and slip it under her panties, I start moving around and find soft thin hair covering her mound.  It takes a little while, but I find her opening. It is not very wet either. I gently massage all around the opening, paying extra soft attention to her clit. I am thinking she must find this enjoyable, but look into her eyes and can tell she is not yet enjoying this encounter.

For the 20th time that night I think of stopping, knowing I should, but I am now out of my mind. My hand pulls away from her warm box, but instead of stopping reaches for my zipper. I don't even thinking of stripping our clothes off, I need to be inside of Molly now! I get my zipper down quickly, but with one hand it takes a while to get my rock hard boner through my boxers. It is so hard and hot the fresh air feels good on my cock. I am almost seven inches long, but pretty thin. I remember thinking at the time that being thin was probably good for a change. 

I now reach again with a few fingers under Molly's panties. I slowly massage her opening again, but this time try to slide a finger a little inside her. I finally find the exact opening and try to push my index finger in. It slides in a little, but even trying to slide in a little is really tight. I push it up and down just an inch or so and it feels like her body is being lifted up by my finger her pussy is so tight. I now move my cock near her opening, keeping my index finger in as a placeholder. 

At this pint Ibreak off the kiss, because I want to give the next move all my attention. Molly is now really screaming "No, please stop. Anything, but this..." But it is this or nothing for me.  I slowly start to pull out my finger and try to push my cock head in.  It does not go in at all. Did I slide away from the opening? I reach down and push in my finger - no, still got the right spot. Now I push my cock head hard and it goes in a little, which brings a huge scream from Molly. I am wondering if I am going to get all the way in and whether I am going to  explode before getting there. I begin to lightly push in and out slowly working the head in, to more screams from Molly. It is now firmly in and I run into the hard barrier I knew I would find. I feel real guilty at this point, but know I  can't stop. I give it a few hard pushes and break through, to an ear splitting scream from Molly. I am now most of the way in and want to be all the way in. I continue with slow but firm pistoning and make it all the way. I am surprised, her pussy is so tight it feels like my cock is sliding between hard bones. It is not the wet sloppy sliding in and out that I get with my girlfriends, but instead sliding a little in either direction causes a lot of friction and almost pain to my cock. I have only been inside Molly for about a minute or so, but am about to erupt. Decide to push all the way in and rest in her warm hole, so that I can savor what may be the tightest little fuck I have ever had. 

Molly is now just moaning under me. Not fighting to get way anymore, but more of a weird whining sound is coming from her. I plan to just lay buried ddep inside her, but her pussy is alive, contracting around my cock. she is also moving a little underneath me, causing more friction. I think for a split second she is begin to enjoy this, but then realize she is just trying to slowlyly slide away from me.

I am not going to have any of that, so I reach under her to grab that tight little ass. And what a tight little ass it is, I can grab the whole thing in one hand and stilll feel her litle butt bone. This is great. I hold steady on my knees and elbows and start pistioning her up and down underneaeth me using her butt. She is really wimpering now, and  I realize  I am not going to last much longer and pull her up and down quickly a few more times before pulling out and shooting the biggest load of my life on Molly's flat stomach and chest.

It felt great as it kept shooting out and out. But immediately I look at Molly and think what  have  I done. Even crying she is beautiful and now has cum on her dark tanned stomach and bright white tits. She has a weird expression on her face and does not say anything. I tell her I will grab a towel to clean her up and will be right back.

By the time I clean myself up, get a warm wet wash cloth and towel Molly is passed out again. Man, does she look hot laying there half naked, I never even took her skirt off. I start to get hard again, but realize I better stop. Even though it is tough to look at that little mouth and wonder what it would look like with a 34 year olds cock in it. I somehow fight the urge this time and quickly clean Molly up and slide her clothes back on. I can only wonder what is going to happen in the morning, but for now I have the memory of a lifetime.

r and hot, she kicked off the sheet and pulled her pink baby-doll
nightie from her lithe virgin body.

Shaking, she caressed her bare tits, her breathing shallow, raspy. Her
smooth silky flesh felt as if it were on fire.

"Oh, damn," she muttered, writhing on her back. Her glassy blue eyes
stared down at her tits and massaging fingers. It was almost as if she
were watching someone else fondle her creamy tit mounds. She squeezed
them and moaned, her thighs clapping tightly together, the squishy
cream of her pussy soaking the crotch of her panties.

With one hand still caressing and massaging her plump tits, Crissy
moved her other hand to her pink bikini bottoms. Teasing herself, she
slipped her hand into her panties and played with the soft silky hair
of her blonde-thatched virgin pussy. Her breath caught in her throat
and she spread her legs.

"Mmmm," she purred, dipping one finger through the wet slippery gash of
her cunt. "Oooooh!" Her hips jerked up as the tip of her finger glided
over her blood-filled sensitive clit. "Unnnn!"

Trembling, she stroked her pussy, the tip of her tongue flicking over
her Parted lips to keep them moist as she gasped air into her lungs.
Warm pussy-cream drenched her urgent fingers and the sweet scent of her
turned-on pussy drifted up to make her head spin.

Panting, she tore off her panties, exposing her bare pussy. She closed
her eyes, pretending her father was at the foot of the bed watching
her. "Ooooh, Daddy. Look at me." It was a hoarse whisper of
desperation.

She spread her legs wide, parted the satiny folds of her cunt and
rolled her hips. The red glistening slit of her virgin fuckhole was
completely displayed. "I'm so wet, Daddy," she whispered. She pinched
her clit and shuddered as tiny spasms rippled through her writhing
body.

Whimpering, Crissy rolled over onto her belly. She pressed her tits
against the mattress, her nipples pleasurably sore as she rubbed them
against the sheet. "Un ... un ... un."

Keeping her legs spread, Crissy reached around, and she parted the
cheeks of her firm heart-shaped ass. "Look, Daddy," she moaned, her
words muffled against a pillow. She exposed her wrinkled pinkish-brown
asshole and squirmed.

"I'm so hot!" she gasped, writhing on her belly. She brought her hands
under her body, raking her nails over her clit. Spasms caromed through
her virgin fuckhole and warm sticky pussy-cream oozed out over her
frantic fingers.

Dizzy with lust, Crissy rolled out of bed, staggering on wobbly legs to
the closet door. From dilated blue eyes, she stared hotly at her slim
naked body. She pouted, wishing her tits were bigger, her hips more
round, and the silky blonde hair around her pussy were thicker. "Damn,"
she moaned, rubbing her body. She pushed her tits together, making them
appear larger.

"Unnnn." The heat in her pussy spread, exciting her in its sizzling
warmth.

Quivering and panting, she staggered back to the bed, not wanting to
look at her slim body, knowing her father wouldn't be interested in
her. He would want a woman, she knew, and she was only a little girl.

Sprawled out on her back, she played with her wet seeping pussy. Her
body quaked as her fingers groped and massaged her hard pulsing clit.
"Oh ... oh ... oh," she panted, her innocent face flushed with
excitement.

With her small plump tits jiggling, Crissy worked the juices of her
virgin pussy into a frothy lather. Cream soaked her fingers and oozed
down her cunt crack, staining the sheets. She gulped in air, her hips
jerking. "Oooh, I'm so hot."

Her writhing body began to twitch sporadically. The insides of her cunt
pulsed and oozed creamy juices into the empty channel of her virgin
fuckhole.

With her legs slapping frantically up and down, Crissy raced wildly
toward her climax. She clawed her clit with one hand, scratched the
fingers of her other hand through her red sensitive pussy. Her nipples
swelled, jiggling on the peaks of her creamy tits. She humped up,
trembled, her orgasm a breath away.

"Oh, shit!" she gasped, her blue eyes widening. "Ooooh, I'm gonna ...
cum!"

Gulping back her pounding heart, Crissy's fingers devastated her clit
and the opening of her virgin pussy. "I'm cumming," she moaned, trying
to keep her voice down. The last thing she wanted to do was wake her
sister in the other room. "Ooooh ... I'm ... cumming."

Hot spasmodic orgasms swept over Crissy's writhing twisting body. The
muscles inside her wet overheated cunt pulsed, gripping an imaginary
cock. "I'm cumming ... unnnn."

She bucked up from the bed, hot pussycream gushing from her climaxing
cunt. The frothy white cum flowed over her fingers, down her pussy
crack, and widened the dark stain on the sheet. "Ooooh, Daddy. I want
you!"

She thrashed on her back, her head snapping from side to side, her
blonde hair slashing across her face. She strained her neck and arched
her back as another orgasm tore through her pussy like a hot poker.
Tits flopping, hips jerking, she twisted and writhed on the bed, her
little body in the throes of another even more intense orgasm.

Clawing her clit and pussy, she jerked up and flipped over onto her
belly. "Unnnnn," she moaned, her cries lost in the pillow. She slammed
her hips forward, mangling her clit between her fingers. The sweet
tender meat of her asscheeks jiggled, the flesh stained with pussy-cum.

"Oh ... oh ... ahhhh!" She ground her climaxing body over the mattress,
crushing her tits beneath her. Legs flopping, clit mashed against her
fingers, she jerked up, crashed down, her screams lost in the pillow.

Gasping and drooling, Crissy humped her fingers, her ass jerking and
twisting wildly. Hot orgasms washed over her trembling body and she
rocked frantically, the bed squeaking beneath her.

"Ahhhh!" Her young body stiffened, quivered, then relaxed as she seemed
to melt into the bed. Panting, she lay there, tingling sensations
seeping over her as the intensity of her orgasms left her weak, yet
unsatisfied.

                             Chapter 2

Tammy, Crissy's older sister, stood in the doorway separating their two
rooms. She was wearing only a pair of panties. Her tits, larger and
fuller than Crissy's, were tingling. She swallowed the lump in her
throat and giggled.

Crissy lifted her head, her face filling with shock as she stared at
her sister. Quickly, she rolled over, a sheepish grin on her face. "How
long have you been standing there?"

"Long enough to watch you cream all over the fuckin' bed," she said,
coming into Crissy's room. "Damn ... I heard the bed squeaking from my
room."

"You gonna tell Daddy?" Crissy asked, a tinge of fear and excitement
skipping through her young body.

"Why should I tell Daddy?" Tammy said. She plopped on the bed, her
large tits bouncing erotically.

Crissy leered jealously at her sister's plump creamy tits. She began to
tingle all over. She also became aware of her own naked body and her
sister's leering looks.

"Is your pussy all wet?" Tammy asked, her voice husky, her bright green
eyes glassy and dilated.

"My pussy's always wet," Crissy giggled. She spread her legs. "See for
yourself."

Tammy gasped as she leered hungrily at her sister's virgin pussy.

"How 'bout you?" Crissy asked boldly. "Is your pussy always wet?"

Tammy sighed and peeled off her panties. "I wake up the same way every
morning ... hot and wet."

Crissy sat up, her small firm tits jiggling. She licked her lips,
enjoying the sight of her sister's curly red cunt hair. "You still a
virgin?"

Tammy pouted. "I think I'll always be a virgin," she said. "I know you
are."

Crissy stroked her fingers through her own wet steamy cunt slit,
coating her fingers with pussy-cream. "All I think about is getting
fucked," she admitted.

"Maybe if we make it together, we can have some fun."

Crissy sighed as a trickling spasm rippled through her pussy. "I'll
pretend I'm a boy."

Tammy crawled up beside her sister and wrapped her arms around her.
"God, this is going to be fun."

Crissy melted into her sister's arms. "You ever do this before?" she
whispered.

"Never," Tammy said. She rubbed her body against Crissy's. "I'm
creaming."

"Me, too!" Crissy gasped. She pressed her lips to her sister's mouth,
her tongue flicking out into Tammy's open mouth.

Tammy gulped, sucking on her sister's tongue. She squirmed, forcing her
thigh between Crissy's legs. Warm pussy-cream coated her skin.

"Unnnn," Crissy purred. She jerked her hips, gliding her cunt along her
sister's smooth silky thigh. Her mouth came away from Tammy's lips.
"Ooooh, Tammy. This is great."

"It's gonna get better, too!" Tammy gasped. "Christ, you're really
creaming my leg."

"Unnn, I know," Crissy moaned, the inside of her pussy bubbling with
warm sticky cunt cream. She shoved her thigh between Tammy's legs,
pressed it up against her cunt. "Ooooh, you're creaming, too."

They clung to each other, their tits, sensitive and ripe, mashed
against each other's. Their hips jerked and their cunts pulsed, oozing
hot buttery cream. Their mouths locked and their tongues explored, the
spit in their mouths drenching their faces.

Crissy pulled away from her sister. Panting, her blue eyes glowing, she
leered at Tammy's lush body sprawled out on the bed. "I'm tired of
kissing. I wanna do more."

Tammy caught her breath. "If you had a cock, you could break my
cherry."

Crissy brought her mouth to her sister's plump ripe tits. She flashed
her tongue over one swollen nipple. "I don't have a prick, so my mouth
will have to do."

"Ahhhh!" Tammy gasped. She squirmed, waiting for Crissy to devour her
tits. "Suck 'em, Crissy. Suck 'em and bite them like a boy would do."

"I will," Crissy whispered. "I'm gonna suck every part of your body,
then you can do the same to me."

"Yes," Tammy moaned. She spread her legs and reached for Crissy's small
cherry-capped tits. She squeezed, making her younger sister moan. "Make
me crazy."

Crissy's head was spinning. She got comfortable on the bed, fondled her
older sister's tits, and her blue eyes fixed hungrily on the girl's
swollen pink nipples. In the next instant, she brought her mouth to one
jiggling tit and sucked.

"Ahhhh!" Tammy panted. "Bite! Bite!"

Crissy lost her mind. Gobbling on her sister's tits had her crazy. She
feasted on Tammy's cherry-red nipples, making the tips hard. She
slobbered her spit over the girl's soft creamy skin, her tongue working
over every warm inch of her sister's huge tits.

Tammy writhed on her back. Her red-fringed pussy was creaming, soaking
her ass-crack and thighs as she squeezed her legs together. "Ooooh,
bite me, Crissy. Bite my fuckin' tits."

Crissy, her face smeared with drool, used her teeth. She nipped at her
sister's nipples, biting and sucking her white silky skin, turning it
red. In seconds she had Tammy wailing in ecstasy.

"Ooooh, Crissy! Crissy!" Tammy forgot about mauling Crissy's tits. She
dropped her hands to claw the sheet. The inside of her pussy pulsed
each time Crissy took a deep suck on her tits. "I'm creaming ...
unnnn!"

Crissy lifted her head and saw what she had done to her sister's tits.
Panting noisily, she climbed over Tammy's body, straddling one of
Tammy's long outstretched legs. She ground her cunt against Tammy's
knee and whimpered. "I'm so hot, Tammy!"

"Me, too," Tammy moaned, leering hotly at her sister.

Crissy's hips were jerking. Her small tits jiggled, her nipples feeling
as if they were going to burst. "I'm creaming ... Christ, Tammy. I'm
creaming your fuckin' knee."

"I feel it!" Tammy gasped. She jerked up her knee, smashing it against
Crissy's cunt, and watched her younger sister's face twist into a mask
of lust.

"Aghhh!" Crissy wailed, almost toppling off her sister's knee. "Jesus,
Tammy. I'm so fuckin' hot!"

"My pussy, Crissy. Eat my pussy." Tammy was shaking, the inside of her
virgin cunt on fire. "Eat my pussy. Make me cum!"

Drunk with desire, Crissy stared down between Tammy's parted legs,
gazing greedily at the red gash of her cunt. "Then you eat me ...
right?" The words came from her mouth in gasping pants.

"Yes ... yes," Tammy moaned. "Oh, God, get the hell off my leg and eat
my pussy. "

Douglas Adams, having heard noises coming from his daughter's bedroom,
had climbed the stairs. Curious, he peeked into Crissy's bedroom. A hot
jolt of passion churned his gut. He gulped and leered at his two naked
daughters. Instantly, he had a hard-on, a hard-on that ached painfully.
He stared, his gaze traveling over Crissy's lithe body as she climbed
off Tammy's knee.

"Shit," Crissy moaned. "I'm shaking all over."

"Eat me," Tammy begged. "Christ. Make me cum." She rubbed her own
swollen tits.

Crissy enjoyed the power she held over her older sister. "I'll eat your
pussy," she said.

She dragged a finger up through Tammy's wet seeping cunt. "When I'm
ready."

Hot spasms caromed through Tammy's twisting body. "You little bitch,"
she moaned. "Eat my cunt and stop teasing."

Crissy had no intention of stopping her erotic game. She pinched
Tammy's clit, making her sister writhe and scream. "You better stop
howling, or Daddy will hear you."

"You bitch!" Tammy gasped.

"I'm a bitch," Crissy tormented. "I'm the bitch who's gonna suck your
cunt and make you cream. You better be nice to me."

"I will," Tammy promised. "I'll do anything you want."

Crissy massaged her sister's cunt, pinching the girl's hard throbbing
clit and running her finger up and down her sopping cunt slit. "Will
you eat my asshole out with your tongue and suck it?"

"Yes," Tammy moaned. "Anything! Anything!"

Crissy twisted Tammy's clit with her fingers, then dropped onto her
belly. She licked the juice-stained flesh of Tammy's inner thighs, her
head spinning, her own cunt dripping. She sucked and chewed on Tammy's
thighs, her mouth getting closer and closer to her sister's overheated
cunt.

Tammy writhed on her back, her tits flopping, her nails clawing the
sheet. She humped up, whimpering under her sister's mouth. "My pussy,"
she pleaded. "Eat me!"

For a second, Crissy stared at her sister's pussy. It was red, the
velvety folds swollen, glistening with a filmy cream that oozed from
the inside of her cunt. She swallowed hard, her blue eyes glazed with
lust.

"Eat me," Tammy howled. She humped up, her ass coming off the bed. She
twisted her hips, moaning, anxious for her sister's tongue to put out
the raging fire in her steamy pussy. "Eat me!"

Crissy scooted her hands under Tammy's jiggling ass, digging her nails
into the soft flesh. She fused her mouth to Tammy's pussy and sucked.

"Aghhhh!" Tammy wailed, her body trembling wildly. "Ooooh, Crissy!
Crissy!"

Warm pussy-cream flowed over Crissy's face. She sucked, drawing sticky
cream into her mouth. The taste of her sister's pussy made her dizzy
and her cunt contracted sporadically, pulsing, gripping an imaginary
cock.

"Suck," Tammy moaned. "Ooooh, suck me, Crissy!" She thrashed on the
bed, her pussy flowing, her cunt feeling as if it was being sucked from
her body. "Oooh, Crissy!"

                               * * * * *

Douglas watched, not believing what his eyes were witnessing. His
children, both babies in his eyes, were acting and carrying on like two
oversexed whores. It blew his mind. He rubbed his cock through his
pants and pushed the door open another few inches to get a better view.

Crissy wormed her tongue between the velvety folds of her sister's hot
pussy. She lapped hungrily at the flowing juices, swallowing them as
her tongue penetrated the entrance to Tammy's virgin fuckhole. She
raked her sister's ass, making her howl and twist on the bed.

Tammy arched her back, jerked her hips and smashed her cunt into
Crissy's face. "My clit, Crissy! Chew my fuckin' clit!"

Crissy plastered her mouth tightly to her sister's pussy, chewed
sadistically on the loose folds and sucked warm cream into her mouth.
Her fingers scratched the sensitive flesh of her sister's ass as she
sought the crack and the tiny ring of her asshole.

Tammy squirmed, bucking her hips. Her mouth opened as Crissy's fingers
clawed her asshole. "Ooooh, no," she cried. "Don't!"

It was too late. Crissy's finger jabbed viciously into Tammy's asshole.
She twisted it, her sister's cries of anguish turning her on. She
jabbed another finger into her sister's asshole, finger-fucking her
tiny shitter as she gobbled hungrily on Tammy's overflowing pussy.

Tammy's eyes widened. The pain of Crissy's ass-stabbing fingers blended
with the pleasure of Crissy's cunt-sucking mouth. It drove Tammy wild
and she bucked and twisted maniacally on the bed.

Crissy darted her tongue into Tammy's fuckhole, felt the thin skin of
her cherry. Hot cream bathed her tongue as she licked quickly through
her sister's gaping cunt slit. Her own hips jerked, her clit brushing
against the sheet. Spasms rippled through her pussy, spasms that made
her eat her squealing sister at a more frenzied pace.

Tammy lurched up, then slammed down. Her hips rotated in tight quick
circles. "My clit! Make me cum!" She shoved forward, mangled her clit
against Crissy's teeth. "Aghhhh!"

Crissy's face was soaked with sticky cunt cream. She twisted her
fingers inside Tammy's asshole, jabbing them in and out quickly, her
sister's screams and twisting body telling her that she was having a
ball. She sucked hard, ready to give Tammy what she wanted--an orgasm.

"Yessss," Tammy hissed, sensing Crissy was ready to make her cum. "I'm
so close. Bite my clit! Make me cum!" She was delirious, her body
quaking, swirling at the peak, needing only Crissy's teeth to take her
over the edge.

Crissy latched her teeth into Tammy's blood-filled clit. With her
sister's clit a prisoner of her teeth, she lashed her tongue over the
ultra-sensitive tip. Cream gushed from Tammy's cunt.

Tammy wrenched her body, stiffened, then went into wild frantic
convulsions. "I'm cumming! I'm cumming!" she wailed, not caring who
heard her screams of lust. "I'm creaming, Crissy!"

Crissy knew it. Tammy's pussy-cum was drowning her. She held on tightly
to Tammy's clit, her tongue whipping back and forth over the tip. She
sucked, almost tearing Tammy's clit from her twisting body.

"Aghhhh! I'm cumming! I'm cum ... ing!" Tammy went insane. She pounded
the bed with her fists, lifted her legs, grabbed them by the ankles,
stretching them wide as she twisted her hips and ground her cunt into
her sister's mouth.

Crissy buried her face against Tammy's pussy. She chewed on her clit,
sucked it and whipped it with her tongue. Cum flowed into her mouth,
over her face and down her chin. She jabbed hard, stabbing her fingers
in and out of Tammy's shitter as her older sister thrashed and jerked
on the bed, a prisoner of her mouth and ass-ripping fingers.

Tammy arched her back, then dropped her legs. Her neck strained as her
head snapped from side to side. Her hips lurched up, twisted, then
slammed down, driving Crissy's fingers deeper into her asshole.
"Oooooh, Crissy! I can't stop! I can't stop!"

Crissy didn't want her sister to stop. For the first time in her life,
she was really enjoying sex. Even sucking her sister off was better
than playing with herself alone in bed. She ravaged her sister's pussy,
chewing madly on Tammy's throbbing clit, sucking hard and lashing her
tongue.

Tammy ground her ass down onto Crissy's fingers and screamed as
Crissy's nails raked the walls of her tight shitter. She shoved
forward, mashed her clit into Crissy's chewing teeth. "Ooooh! Oooooh!"
She bucked up, grabbed her flopping tits and mauled them with her
hands.

Crissy chewed harder. She jabbed another finger into her sister's
asshole, making Tammy jerk up from the bed. Her free hand came out from
under Tammy's body and she used her nails on Tammy's sizzling flesh,
clawing it wildly, leaving red lines all over her creamy white skin.

Tammy's legs stiffened. A shuddering explosion ripped through her empty
cunt. She fell back on the bed, twitching, whimpering, her clit and
asshole still controlled by her lust-crazed younger sister. "No ...
more! No more," she begged.

Crissy released her sister's clit and sucked one last time, taking a
river of pussy-cum into her mouth. She yanked her fingers from Tammy's
asshole, then lifted her head from between her legs. Cunt-cum coated
her features, dripped from her chin. "Now, it's my turn," she panted.

Douglas watched it all as Tammy ate Crissy's asshole and pussy until
she climaxed. Slowly and quietly, he stepped away from the partially
open door and went back downstairs, his cock aching and his forehead
dotted with sweat.

"I never had so much fun in my life," Crissy moaned. "After breakfast I
wanna come back up here and do everything all over again."

"When Daddy goes out," Tammy said. "Shit, the way we were screaming, it
was a wonder he didn't come up and catch us."

Crissy giggled. "I wonder what he'd do?"

"Beat our asses," Tammy said, climbing out of bed.

Crissy thought about her father whipping her ass. She shivered,
imagining his big hand cracking her bare ass and turning it hot and
red. "Maybe it would be fun."

"You're crazy," Tammy said. "I'm goin' in my room and get dressed for
breakfast. You better get dressed, too."

"I will," Crissy said dreamily. She rolled out of bed, her thoughts on
her father as she dressed.

                              Chapter 3

Crissy lay quietly in bed, the curtains on the window parted, the moon
lighting the room in erotic shadows. Her legs were spread, the sheet
kicked off her slim body.

"Mmmmm," she purred, rubbing her hands over her nightie, squeezing her
tits through the thin sexy material. "Whatta day."

She slipped her hand into her bikini bottoms, stroking her pussy while
thinking of her sister's mouth sucking frantically at her cunt. "Ooooh,
God."

It had been a fantastic day of sex with her sister. They had made it
together in every room in the house after their father had gone out.

Crissy squeezed her thighs together. Warm pussy-cream oozed from her
fuckhole, coating her fingers as she wondered if she should go into
Tammy's room and wake her up. She decided not to. Tomorrow would be
another day and their father would be gone again.

Douglas tiptoed down the hall, and he peeked into Crissy's room. His
gut churned as he watched his youngest teenaged daughter play with
herself. In seconds, his prick was throbbing, aching painfully in the
tight confines of his pants. He found that his breathing was raspy,
shallow. He fought his lust and hunger for his young daughter, but
couldn't tear himself away from the door. He had to watch.

Crissy squirmed on the bed, her hand caressing the velvety folds of her
sizzling pussy. Her eyes widened and she glimpsed the shadow of her
father in the hall. A gasp caught in her throat, and her first thought
was to cover herself up and feign sleep.

Instead, a hot smile spread over her full mouth. This was her chance.
If he was looking, maybe she could turn him on. Her innocent mind never
conceived anything else happening.

"Ooooh," she murmured softly, massaging her small plump tits through
her nightie. "I'm so hot." She spread her legs again and glided one
hand up through her seeping pussy. "Mmmmm."

Douglas almost choked. The palms of his hands were sweaty and his mouth
was dry. He couldn't stand it. All day the image of his two naked
daughters had haunted him, kept his head reeling.

He coughed loud enough for Crissy to hear, waited a few seconds, then
opened the door.

Crissy's breath caught in her throat. She pretended to be surprised and
quickly brought her hand out from her panties. "Is that you, Daddy?"
she whispered.

"Yes, Crissy," Douglas said hoarsely. "Just checking to see if you were
asleep." He started to go, the ache in his groin keeping him from
leaving his daughter's bedroom.

"Sit with me for a minute, Daddy," Crissy sighed. "Please."

Douglas sat on the edge of the bed. His gut was churning as he leered
at his daughter's small tits pressing against the top of her frilly
nightie. He could see the outline of her swollen nipples and the sight
sent a hot jolt of lust through his cum-crammed balls.

Crissy squirmed on her back and stretched. Her nightie slipped up,
baring her soft belly. Her bikini bottoms hugged her slim hips, leaving
an erotic display of creamy virgin flesh displayed for her father's
pleasure.

Douglas stared, his gaze roaming anxiously over Crissy's lithe body. He
stared at her crotch, where only a few minutes ago the child's hand had
been playing. His breath came out as if someone had kicked him in the
stomach.

"I can't sleep, Daddy," she whispered hotly. "I feel all funny inside."
She squirmed, shivering under her father's leering glances.

She wriggled her hips, parted her legs and inched her nightie up
higher, exposing her rib cage. "Will you rub my belly for me? Maybe
it'll help me to relax."

Douglas groaned as he brought his hand to the silky flesh of his
daughter's stomach and began caressing her. Touching her sent a tremor
caroming through his balls, and it took all of his willpower to keep
from ripping her nightie off and raping her virgin body.

"Mmmmm. It feels good, Daddy," she sighed. She rested her hand on his
thigh and felt him stiffen. Hot spasms ripped through her pussy. She
placed her other hand on his as he moved his hand in wider bolder
strokes. "Nnnnn, I like it, Daddy."

As if he were hypnotized, Douglas watched his hand, covered with hers,
skim her sizzling smooth flesh. "Maybe I should let you get some
sleep." His voice was ragged, coated with desire for his virgin child.

"Oh, no, Daddy," she pouted. "Stay with me." She moved her hand slowly
up his thigh, her fingers an inch away from the bulging hard-on in his
pants.

"Rub me 'til I fall asleep." She inched his hand under her nightie,
causing his fingers to almost touch her small sensitive tits. A soft
sigh escaped her lips.

Douglas fought the urge to span the flesh of his daughter's tits. He
choked back a groan and eased his hand out from under her nightie.

"Oooh, Daddy." She licked her lips and sat up, making sure her hand
rubbed over the bulge in his pants. Touching him made her dizzy. "Give
me a kiss goodnight and you can go."

Douglas leaned forward, expecting to give her a peck on the cheek.
Instead, he found her quickly in his arms, her soft urgent lips parted,
then quickly pressed against his own.

Crissy was out of her mind. She had thrown her arms around him, her
lips fused to his. She darted her tongue into his mouth, whimpering as
she rubbed her body against his.

Douglas couldn't fight his desire any longer. He held her, felt her
tremble in his arms. He sucked on her tongue, roamed her squirming body
with his hands, exploring, sampling the silky flesh of her young body.

"Ooooh, Daddy," Crissy gasped, pulling her mouth from his. "Touch me.
Touch me." She threw herself onto her back, pulled off her nightie and
displayed the soft mounds of her small ripe tits.

"Unnnn," Douglas groaned, his jaw clenched, his eyes feasting hungrily
on his daughter's tits.

Crissy was trembling, waiting, praying her father would do what she
wanted. She arched her back, jutting out her tits. "Touch me, Daddy.
Please."

Douglas brought one large hand to his child's tits. The tip of her
nipple burned into the palm of his hand as he spanned her flesh and
began massaging the pliant meat of her tit. "Crissy," he moaned. "We
shouldn't."

"Ooooh, Daddy," she pouted, writhing on her back. "I like it. Don't
stop."

Douglas couldn't stop. He no longer wanted to. He massaged both her
tits, his prick straining in his pants to be free. "Sweet Crissy," he
moaned huskily.

"Ummmm, Daddy." Her cunt was on fire. She rocked her hips gently,
wallowing in the pleasure of her father's massaging hands. "You're
making me so hot."

She brought her hands to his and made him squeeze her tits with more
urgency. "Are you hot, too, Daddy?" she purred.

"Yes, Crissy." He kneaded her small tits, his eyes devouring her body.

"Take off my panties," she cooed. "Touch my pussy."

Douglas' head was reeling. He squirmed on the bed, brought his hands
down to her wriggling hips and eased her panties down until the silky
blonde hair of her virgin cunt came into view. He choked, his prick
ready to burst in his pants. "Sweet Crissy."

Crissy was breathing hard. She lifted her ass and sighed as her father
whisked off her panties. Quickly, she spread her legs. "Touch my pussy,
Daddy. I'm all wet."

Douglas brought his hand to Crissy's cunt, cupped her moist pussy-mound
as she squirmed against his hand. Warm sticky cream soaked his palm.

"Unnnnn, Daddy." She lay completely naked, legs spread, tits jiggling,
hips rolling as her father fondled and caressed her virgin cunt. "Ooooh
... oooh ... aaaah!"

Douglas kneaded her tits and stroked her cunt. The sweet scent of her
pussy invaded his head, making him dizzy. "Baby," he rasped. "Sweet
innocent baby."

Crissy brought her hand to her father's bulging crotch. She rubbed it,
squeezed, then shuddered as his cock throbbed violently through his
pants. "Let me see your cock, Daddy," she whispered hotly. "I've never
seen a cock before."

Douglas was about to lose his mind. Hearing his daughter talk this way
drove him crazy. "You take it out, Crissy," he groaned.

"Mmmmm, Daddy." Reluctantly, she squirmed away from his hands. "Lay
back on the bed and I'll take off your pants."

Douglas dropped to the bed and stared at his naked daughter. He was
tense, a raging fire in his balls spreading through his body. He
gulped, leered, his gaze fixed on her tits as she quickly undid his
belt and pulled down his zipper.

Crissy was quivering. Without speaking, she pulled her father's pants
down. She sucked in her breath, her eyes widening as his cock seemed to
leap up and stab the air. A soft gasp escaped her parted lips.

Eagerly, she shoved his pants and shorts down around his ankles and
gazed hotly at his towering prick. "It's so big, Daddy," she sighed
breathlessly. "So big!"

"Hold it, Crissy," Douglas groaned. He swallowed, moistening his mouth
as his prick throbbed like a toothache. "Touch it like I touched you."

"Oooh, I will," she panted. "I wanna do everything with it." She licked
her lips and brought her small trembling hands to her father's cock.
Her fingers closed around his prick shaft. His cock twitched and
throbbed.

Searing flashes shot up her arm. It felt hot in her hand, making her
swoon.

"Ahhhh," Douglas moaned, his hips jerking under his daughter's stroking
fingers.

Crissy saw a white drop of jizz seep from his piss-slit. "Is that your
cum, Daddy?" she asked innocently.

"Yeah, baby," he groaned. He was no longer thinking of her as his
daughter. He was too hot. "My balls are filled with cum."

"Mmmm," Crissy sighed. She hefted his huge swollen ball-sac in her
hand. "God, they're heavy." She squeezed them gently, enjoying the
sound of her father's groans.

"Nnnn, baby," he rasped. The drop of cum became larger as more jizz
seeped from his piss-slit. He jerked up, driving his prick through her
fingers. His balls rumbled, swelling even larger as Crissy stroked his
cockshaft and fondled his balls.

"Can I lick your cock, Daddy?"

Douglas twisted on his back. His daughter's soft innocent voice rang in
his head. "Yeah, baby. Kiss it. Do anything you want to it."

Crissy was creaming. She brought her mouth to his bloated cockhead,
swiped her tongue over his pisser, scooping the thick white glob of cum
into her mouth. "Mmmm, it's delicious."

The touch of her tongue on his cock was like fire. He jammed up and
more cum seeped out. "Lick it, Crissy."

Crissy licked his cockhead again, savoring the taste of his cum. It was
like a whole new world, a hundred times better than what she had done
with her sister.

She wanted to gobble on his prick forever. She slapped out her tongue,
swirling it over his cockhead, soaking it with her spit. More cum
seeped out and she smeared the sticky ooze over her lips. Tremors swept
through her pussy and her entire body was quaking with lust.

"More, Crissy," Douglas groaned. "Lick it all over."

Crissy squirmed on the bed, the light from the window giving her a good
view of his long thick cock. "Ooooh, Daddy. It's beautiful." She
brought her mouth to it, kissed his cockshaft and enjoyed her father's
groans of pleasure.

"Don't talk, baby. Lick it."

Crissy parted her lips, then clamped them over his hard throbbing
cockshaft. She glided her lips up and down his long piece of hot
cockmeat, drenching it in spit. Her tongue flicked out, caressing his
cockshaft as her head moved up and down.

"Yeah, baby," Douglas rasped. "Lick it. Suck it!"

"Yes, Daddy," Crissy panted. She slobbered spit all over his fat prick
shaft, slapped her tongue over his balls and coated them with her
drool. The rough texture of his ball-sac excited her and she whimpered,
knowing that his balls were stuffed with the tangy tasting cum.

Douglas jerked up from the bed. "Your mouth, baby. Put it in your
mouth."

Breathing hard, Crissy slurped her way up from his balls and over his
prick shaft. She reached his bloated cockhead and opened her mouth. In
a flash, she swallowed his cockhead into her mouth.

"Unnn, Crissy." He squirmed on his back, forcing himself not to lunge
up and rip into his daughter's tight throat with his prick. His gut
churned as the heat of her eager mouth invaded his cockshaft,
tantalized his swollen balls. "Crissy! Baby!"

Crissy inched his prick into her mouth, his cockhead grazing along the
roof of her mouth. She wiggled her tongue and heard her father gasp.
Turning him on and giving him pleasure made her feel like a woman.

"Try to get it all in your mouth, baby," Douglas pleaded. "Take it slow
and easy."

Crissy wanted to please her father more than anything else in the
world. She gripped his cockshaft at the base and sucked. She eased the
head of his prick into her throat, choking back a gag as she breathed
hard through her nose.

"Yeah, baby." He jerked his hips, the head of his prick penetrating her
throat. "Relax, baby. Relax."

Crissy listened. She wanted every inch of his prick in her mouth.
Gulping, she shoved her face forward. His cockhead speared her throat,
throbbing. Eyes bulging, she forced more of his prick into her throat
until her wet clinging lips touched her fingers.

Douglas' balls felt as if they would burst. He jabbed up, smashing her
lips into her fingers. "Baby! Suck! Suck!"

Greedily, Crissy sucked on his cock. It was stretching her throat,
making her hungry for every inch. She pulled her hand away and slammed
her head forward, taking his cock to the root. Gurgling, she mashed her
lips against his groin, his prick completely buried.

"Yeah," Douglas groaned. He stared down at his daughter. He jabbed up,
his cock skewering her mouth. He felt her teeth and tongue on his
prick. His face twisted in agony. His balls rumbled, ready to explode.
He fought his lust for the moment. There was plenty of time to cum.

Crissy loved what she was doing. It was better than eating Tammy's
pussy. She dragged her teeth along his cock as she came up for air.
When her teeth banged against the ridge of his bell-shaped cockhead,
she stopped. She took one hard deep suck, then popped her mouth off.
"Did I do good, Daddy?"

"Jesus, baby. You're a natural. You took it all on your first try."

"I loved it, Daddy. You taste so good." She licked her lips.

Not having his daughter's hot wet mouth on his prick was driving him
crazy. "Don't stop, Crissy. Suck me some more."

"Can I suck it until you cum?" she asked innocently.

He nodded, his spit-soaked cock stabbing the air. "Until you've sucked
out every drop."

"Ooooh, Daddy. Thinking about it makes me all mushy inside my pussy."
She dropped her head, her long blonde hair spraying out over her
father's groin.

"Don't stop until I tell you," he moaned, not wanting her to screw him
up. "You're gonna get an awful lot of cum in your mouth."

Her father's cum was exactly what Crissy wanted and she had no
intention of stopping until she drained his balls.

With her mouth filled with his cock, Douglas jerked up, fucking her
eager mouth with short punching stabs. He groaned as her teeth scraped
along his cockshaft, twisted as her quick tongue whipped over the
sensitive underside of his prick, and lunged up each time Crissy took a
deep hungry suck on his cockhead.

With her arms stiff, her palms flat against the mattress, Crissy held
her head steady, allowing her father to fuck her face. It had her
crazy. Gurgling noises came from her mouth, blending with her father's
groans.

She lashed her tongue over his cockshaft each time he jammed his cock
up into her mouth. When he jerked back, she sucked deep, making him
twist his hips and groan. She used her teeth, gnawing frantically each
time he fucked his cock into her face. Spit dribbled from her lips,
oozed down his throbbing prick shaft, soaked the thick hair that
surrounded his cock, and trickled down his balls.

Douglas' ass lurched up from the bed, his long thick cock stabbing into
her throat. "Baby," he growled hoarsely. "Ooooh, sweet baby!"

Crissy felt his prick swell in her mouth and sensed by his quickening
pace that he was getting ready to cum. The idea swam in her head and
made the inside of her cunt pulse jealously for her father's cock. She
took a deep suck, then whipped her tongue over his prick as he jabbed
it into her throat.

"I'm there, Crissy! Don't take your mouth away," Douglas was in a
frenzy. He lunged up, driving his prick in and out of her greedy mouth.
His balls rumbled, swelled, ready to explode. He balled his fists, his
body settling into a fast rhythmic pace. "I'm ready, Crissy! Jesus
Christ!"

Her father's lust excited the young virgin. She sucked deeper, chewed
harder, wanting him to cream her face as quickly as possible. One deep
suck had her father's growling voice filling the room, and in the back
of her lust-sopped brain, she wondered if Tammy had awakened and was
watching.

"I'm cumming, Crissy," Douglas roared, not caring if his other daughter
heard or not. "I'm cumming!"

Crissy choked as the first thick stringy wad of her father's cum
spurted into her mouth. She swallowed, gulping at his spewing cock.
More cum shot from his piss-slit, filled her cheeks and oozed down her
throat. She tried swallowing it as fast as it spurted from his
cockhead.

"Keep suckin'," Douglas bellowed. "Don't stop! Suck! Suck!" He was out
of his skull. His balls burst again and his prick jabbed her hot
sucking mouth.

Crissy began bobbing her head, giving her father more fantastic
pleasure as he fucked her throat with his climaxing cock. She slammed
her head down and met his upward lunge, her lips smashing into his
groin. A hot squirting wad of cum shot down her throat.

"Keep suckin'," Douglas growled, his hips drilling his prick up into
her gobbling mouth.

"Chew it! Suck!"

Crissy went insane. What she was doing to her father sent her soaring
into bliss. She sucked, chewed and beat his prick with her tongue. Cum
flooded her mouth, choked her, squirted down her gullet. It gushed from
her nose and mouth, drenched his groin, and drooled down his almost
empty balls.

Douglas arched his back and slammed up into his daughter's face. A jet
stream of cum gushed from his pisser, spurting down her throat.
"Aghhhh!" He dropped back to the bed, twisting as Crissy took the
attack to him.

Crissy slammed her face down, spearing her throat with her father's
squirting cock. She dragged her head back and gnawed at his cockshaft.
She sucked, bringing the cum up from his balls and into her hungry
mouth.

Hissing through clenched teeth, Douglas ravaged his daughter's mouth.
He fucked her face, ripping into her throat, banging her lips each time
her face whacked into his groin. He stiffened, fell back, his balls
almost drained.

Crissy, out of her mind, continued to devour her father's cock. Her
head moved rapidly up and down his prick shaft, her lips gliding
effortlessly along his slippery prick.

Faster and faster, she bobbed her head, her blonde hair whipping across
his groin.

She gulped, his cock about empty. She sucked, wanting every drop.
Drawing in her cheeks, she sucked the last remaining drops of her
father's cum into her greedy mouth.

"Oooh, baby. Enough." Douglas groaned, jerking his hips, his cock
spent, his balls empty. "No more, baby!"

Crissy pulled her mouth off her father's cock and gazed up at him from
glazed blue eyes. "Let me lick you clean," she panted. "I don't want to
waste any of it. It's so delicious."

Douglas let out a groan. "Sure, baby. Just don't suck my cock. It's
sore from your mouth." His muscles relaxed and he leered down at his
naked daughter.

Crissy giggled and licked her lips. White globs of cum stuck in his
cock hair. Stringy wads coated his balls. Like a kitten lapping milk,
Crissy cleaned her father's prick and balls. She sucked the globs of
cum from his cock hair, then when he was clean, she lifted her head,
her innocent face flushed with lust. "Did I do good, Daddy?"

"Fantastic, Crissy. Fantastic."

                              Chapter 4

Crissy was thrilled. She crawled up into her father's arms, rubbing her
hot virgin body against his hard powerful frame. "Am I as good as Mommy
before she left us?" she asked.

"Better, baby," Douglas rasped, cradling his child in his arms.

"Oooh, Daddy." She tingled all over, found his mouth and gave him a wet
hungry kiss.

Douglas groaned and sucked on her tongue, his wet limp prick mashed
against her soft belly.

Crissy pulled her mouth away from her father's lips. "Suckin' your cock
was the greatest, but I'm so hot. Will you help me, Daddy?"

Douglas rubbed his child's lithe naked body. His hands cupped the firm
cheeks of her ass, kneading her pliant assmeat. He felt her small tits
mash against his chest, her nipples like hot pokers searing his skin.
"I'll take care of you, baby," he groaned.

"Oooh, Daddy," she sighed. She showered him with kisses, then dropped
her hand down to his limp prick. A hot shiver raced up her arm. "Will
you fuck me, Daddy? I wanna be fucked so bad."

Douglas' head was spinning. He fondled her young writhing body, his
mouth hungry, working frantically over his daughter's neck. He kneaded
her tits, his mouth working down her soft creamy body. "As soon as my
cock's hard again, Crissy," he said.

"Oh, Daddy! I'm burning up!" She lay on her back, her pussy on fire,
juices flowing, coating her cunt in filmy cream. "Suck my titties,
Daddy! Suck 'em!"

Douglas' urgent mouth found the small plump mounds of his daughter's
tits. He sucked hard, making Crissy whimper with glee. He chewed on her
nipples, working his tongue over the hard bullet tips.

Crissy squirmed on her back. She scratched her nails through her
father's hair, then pressed his mouth to her tits. "Ooooh, Daddy!
Daddy!"

Douglas dined on her tits, his hands roaming down to her slim hips. He
dipped one hand between her parted legs, cupping the blonde mound of
her overheated pussy. Juice flowed into his hand.

"Unnnn Daddy!" she gasped, humping her hips and grinding her cunt
against his hand. "Lick me. Lick my pussy before you fuck me."

Douglas was drunk with passion. He chewed his way down his daughter's
virgin body, crawled between her long slender legs. "You a virgin,
baby?" he panted.

"Yes, Daddy. I want you to break my cherry." She squirmed her hips. "I
wanna feel your cock up inside my fuckhole."

Douglas groaned and stared at her pussy. It had been years since he had
broken a cherry and his cock throbbed, growing again, stiffening.

"Lick me, Daddy. Make me hotter." Crissy clawed her way down her slim
body, and she parted the velvety folds of her cunt, exposing her
fuckhole. "I wanna cum, Daddy. God, I'm so hot."

Douglas wanted to fuck her this instant. His cock was hard enough, but
he wasn't going to lose the chance of sucking out a virgin pussy. He
brought his mouth to his daughter's cunt, moaning as his lips clamped
to her wet seeping pussy. His cock, pressed against the mattress,
throbbed, anxious to fill Crissy's virgin fuckhole.

"Ooooh, Daddy!" She humped, twisting her hips, her cunt grinding
against her father's face. "Suck! Suck!" She was out of her skull.

Douglas sucked, using his tongue. She tasted sweet, innocent, and it
drove him crazy. He slipped his hands under her jiggling ass, cupped
her cheeks and squeezed. Warm cream flowed over his face.

Crissy was like a firecracker ready to go off. She whimpered, her hips
rolling, her hands skimming over her flesh. It was like a dream.

Her father was eating out her cunt and soon he would be shoving his
gorgeous cock up inside her virgin pussy. She would truly be a woman.

With her father licking her cunt, and her mind spinning with thoughts
of being fucked, Crissy's pussy exploded. "I'm creaming, Daddy. Ooooh,
I'm cumming!"

Crissy humped up, rolling her hips. Her small creamy tits jiggled.
"Ooooh, Daddy. I'm cumming! Lick me! Lick me!"

Douglas slapped his tongue up through her cunt. Hot virgin pussy-cum
flowed over his face. Hearing his daughter squeal with pleasure drove
him wild. She was delicious and he sucked deeper, drawing her cuntlips
into his mouth.

Orgasms swept through Crissy's writhing body. Her cunt muscles pulsed
against an empty channel. She shoved down and ground her cunt into her
father's mouth. "I'm creaming you, Daddy! Ooooh, God!"

Douglas held onto her ass and feasted on her virgin pussy. Twisted and
bent, his cock ached. He gobbled on her pussy, found her clit and
captured it between his teeth.

Crissy arched her back, slamming her pussy into her father's mouth.
"Bite. Daddy! Make me cum again!"

Spit drooled from her open mouth. Cum gushed from her cunt, drenched
her father's face and soaked the cheeks of her ass.

Douglas chewed, sucked and used his tongue. He nipped her clit with his
teeth, made Crissy screech with joy. His own hips were jerking, his
cock jabbing into the mattress.

Crissy stiffened and fell back to the bed, a quivering mass of flesh.
"Oooooh, Daddy!" She squirmed. "Fuck me! Fuck me!"

Douglas came up from between his daughter's legs. He was crazed with a
desire to ravage his child's body. He pulled his powerful frame up over
Crissy's slim figure and stared down at her flushed passion-filled
face. "Did I eat you as good as Tammy?" he asked with a grin.

"Oh, Daddy!" she gasped. "You know?"

"Yeah, baby. I saw the whole thing this morning."

She felt his cockhead against her stomach. "You mad?"

"No," he panted, his prick throbbing, ready to rip into his daughter's
virgin pussy.

She was too hot to talk about her sister. "Stick it in me, Daddy," she
panted. She humped up and rocked her hips as his cock pressed against
her stomach. "Oooooh, fuck me!"

Douglas brought his lust under control. "It'll hurt, baby."

"I don't care!" she gasped. "I want your cock." She raked his thick
arms with her nails. "Fuck me. Make me a woman."

Douglas eased the bloated head of his cock between the puffy folds of
his daughter's pussy. Hot buttery pussy-cream flowed over his cockhead,
making him groan. He pushed, the head of his prick pressing against the
thin skin of his daughter's cherry.

"Ooooh, Daddy! I feel it. Fuck me. Take my cherry!" She was delirious,
screaming at the top of her lungs.

Douglas stared at her contorted face. He jabbed forward, the head of
his prick ripping through her cherry as if it were tissue paper.
"Baby," he roared, plunging through her virgin fuckhole until his cock
was buried to the hilt. "Sweet, baby!"

"Ayieeee!" Crissy screamed. "Daddy!" She bucked up, twisting, her
teenaged body impaled on her father's stiff cock. "It hurts so bad!"

Hissing through his teeth, he kept his prick buried. The muscles of her
cunt were tightly wrapped around his cockshaft, pulsing, milking his
prick instinctively. "Relax," he whispered. "Relax."

Crissy bucked like a wildcat under her father's cunt-splitting prick.
She twisted her hips, squirmed, but couldn't get free. Her father was
too strong and his cock was too deep. "Take it out!" she cried in a
moment of terror. "Oooooh, please!"

Douglas ignored her pleas, knowing the pain would go away. He moved his
hips slowly, allowing her pussy to adjust to having it stuffed with his
prick. "Easy, baby," he soothed, keeping his raging passion in check.
"The pain will go away."

Crissy thrashed beneath her father, whimpering, the pain unbearable.
She bucked up, jerking her hips. She clawed his arms, her blue eyes
bulging. "Daddy ... it hurts!"

Douglas eased back, pushed forward, his cock slipping easily into her
pussy. "Unnn, baby."

"Aghhhh!" Crissy wailed. She twisted her hips as her father stuffed her
cunt. This time when he stabbed into her cunt, the pain disappeared and
a hot sizzling warmth took its place. Pain gone, her passion quickly
returned, turning her back into a hot crazed sex kitten. "Daddy!
Daddy!"

"Yeah, baby!" He grinned. "I told you." He eased back, leaving only the
head of his bloated cock buried inside his daughter's pussy. "Ride it,
Crissy."

"Yes, Daddy," she panted. Crissy lifted her hips, her stretched cunt
gliding wetly over her father's buried prick. "Unnnn. Oooooh, it feels
so good! So damn fuckin' good!"

Douglas' balls swelled. He leered down, watched as his lust-crazed
teenaged daughter fucked herself madly on his stiff prick. "Enjoy,
baby. Fuck yourself blind."

"I am," she squealed. "Ooooh, Daddy. It's the best feeling in the
world." Crissy bucked up. The syrupy juice in her pussy bathed his fat
cockshaft. Her muscles pulsed rapidly against his prick. She twisted
her hips and ground her clit against his hard groin. "Ooooh, Christ,
I'm goin' crazy."

"Not yet, baby," he assured her. "It gets even better." To give her an
example, he drove his hips forward, pounding her wriggling body back
into the mattress. He eased back, lunged again, then twisted his hips,
his cockhead gouging the tight wet walls of her sizzling cunt.

"Ahhhh! Yessss!" She bucked up and met his thrusting stabs, her clit
mashed by his groin. "Aghhhhh! Don't stop! Keep fuckin' me, Daddy!"

Douglas fucked hard, smashing his daughter's body between his hard
driving fame and mattress. With his cock buried, he jerked his hips,
twisting his long fat prick inside her fuckhole. His teeth clenched,
his jaw tight, his cock throbbed inside her tight steamy pussy. "Baby."

With her pussy filled with her father's prick, Crissy went wild. She
thrashed beneath him, her tits jiggling, her fingers kneading his stiff
muscled arms. "I'm in heaven, Daddy. Make me cum."

"Soon, baby," he rasped, stabbing her gulping cunt with long teasingly
slow strokes. "When you can't stand the pleasure anymore."

Tammy opened the door and stared into Crissy's bedroom. A gasp caught
in her throat and her knees went weak. "Oh, God," she whispered,
watching her father slam his cock into Crissy's pussy. "Ooooh, God."

Neither Crissy nor her father heard or saw Tammy. They were too busy
fucking.

Crissy trembled. Hot spasms rippled through her pussy each time her
father plunged his cock into her sopping-wet hole. She quivered, using
her cunt muscles every time her father eased back and dragged his cock
from her cunt hole. "Faster, Daddy! I'm going crazy."

Douglas was going crazy, too. Fucking his daughter's tight wet pussy
had his balls rumbling and his cockshaft thickening with blood. "How's
this, baby?" he growled, shortening his strokes and adding more power
behind the quickening thrusts.

"Oooooh, my God! Yes! Yes!" She felt his fat throbbing cock inside her
cunt. Her hips bucked and she thrust her cunt forward. "You're so deep,
Daddy!"

With the next plunge, Douglas smacked his groin against her trembling
body. The head of his cock stabbed deep. "Unnn, Crissy!"

"Fuck me, Daddy!" she wailed, her cunt gliding wetly along his cum-
swelled hard-on. Her hips came ramming up, her pussy gobbling on his
buried cockshaft. Her ass crashed back to the bed as her father pounded
her into the mattress. She moaned, matching his quick stabbing thrusts
with her own jerky moves.

Douglas fucked into her juicy pussy with fast-paced lunges. "Baby." His
broad chest heaved as his breathing grew more intense. Hard jabs drove
his cock into her squiggling body. He drilled her pussy, fucking the
entire length of his prick into her frothy cunt.

"Daddy! I'm so close!" She lunged up, twisting her hips.

Douglas rammed back, his cock slicing through her mushy fuckhole. He
felt her gripping cunt muscles squeeze his stabbing cockshaft. "Baby
... you're dynamite!"

"Ooooh, Daddy!" His words made her head spin. She banged her cunt onto
his cock and ground her clit against his hard groin. "I feel so full!"
Her slim sizzling body wiggled frantically on the bed as whimpering
sobs escaped her drooling mouth.

"Daddy!" The last hard driving fuck-thrust triggered her orgasm. She
began to shake. Her legs came around his back and locked, her heels
digging into his hips.

"I'm cumming! I'm ... cumming!" Orgasms ripped through her pussy. Her
cunt flooded with her pussy-cum, bathing her father's stabbing prick.
Her pussy pulsed rapidly, eager for the load of cum buried in her
father's swinging balls.

"I'm cumming, Daddy. I'm creaming all the fuck over!" Crissy went
insane.

Douglas saw his daughter's face twist into an expression of lust. He
knew she was creaming, felt the orgasms in her pussy attack his cock.
It blew his mind. He fucked her harder, making her scream.

"Cum, Daddy!" she squealed. "Cum! Cum!"

With his next stabbing thrust, Douglas' balls erupted. Hot thick cum
shot up through his pounding prick, spewing from his pisser. Thick
globs of cum whitewashed his daughter's tight cunt. "I'm cumming, baby!
Jesus Christ. I'm cumming!"

Crissy arched her back. The hot squirting cum from her father's prick
sent her screaming into another series of fantastic orgasms. She lunged
up, rocking her hips, craving more of his spewing prick. "I feel your
cum, Daddy! Oooooh, keep cumming! Fuck me!"

Hot sticky cum poured from her pussy each time her father rammed his
cock into her wiggling body. She felt his cum fill her body and it
drove her mad. "Harder, Daddy! Faster!"

Her ass hammered the bed. Her tits shook, the nipples sore and swollen.
"I'm still cumming!" She bucked up, twisting her clit against his groin
as he slammed her back to the bed.

Douglas pounded her violently. His hips jabbed forward at blinding
speed, driving his cock to the root each time. "Baby," he roared, his
muscles straining, his arms weakening.

Crissy's cum greased her father's drilling cockshaft. It mixed with his
cum inside her fuckhole, gushed out down her cunt crack and formed a
puddle on the sheet. A gurgling moan escaped her mouth. It was as if
her father's cock had stabbed into her throat. "Your ... cock ...
ooooh, Daddy! I ..." She was delirious.

Douglas stared from glazed eyes at his daughter's beautiful face. In
the throes of passion, her face had lost its innocence. His gut knotted
as his cum-stained balls slapped against her quivering body with each
stab into her squishy cunt.

Crissy was in bliss. Her hips moved at the same frantic pace her father
had set. Her ass came off the bed, her hips bucked, and she moaned when
he drove her squirming twisting body back onto the bed. "Ooooh, Daddy!"
She stiffened, raking his chest. "Ahhhh!"

Douglas fucked hard, his balls about drained. His arms crumbled and he
crushed her beneath him, his hips still stabbing, slicing his cock in
and out of her climaxing pussy.

Crissy found his neck with her mouth and chewed. Her arms circled his
back, and she held him tight. She lunged up, moaning, her tits crushed
against his chest. "Ooooh, Daddy!"

Douglas ground her back onto the bed, his hands skimming under her
body, clutching the cheeks of her jiggling ass. Panting, his groans
lost in her throat, he fucked her maniacally until she lay limp and
weak beneath him.

Crissy purred like a contented cat. She stroked his back lovingly. Her
hips twitched and her legs fell away from his body. She lay there,
savoring her cum-stuffed cunt. "I'm a woman, Daddy," she whispered.

Douglas rolled off his daughter's body and panted as he caught his
breath, his prick limp, sticky, lying like a slab of meat against his
thigh. "You're better than your mother ever was."

"Mmmm, Daddy," she cooed, rolling into his arms. It was then that she
spotted Tammy standing at the door. "Tammy!"

Douglas lifted his head. "How ... long have you been there?"

"Long enough to want you to do the same thing to me," Tammy sighed. She
ran into the bedroom and joined them on the bed.

"I'll never make it through the night," Douglas groaned happily.

"I think you will," Tammy said, scampering down to his limp cock.

Crissy licked his chest. "I know you will."

                              Chapter 5

Tammy licked her father's prick, tasting the juices of Crissy's pussy.
"You gonna break my cherry, too, Daddy?" she cooed.

"When you get me hard," he groaned. He stroked Crissy's hair as she
nibbled on his chest.

"Ooooh, I'll get you hard," Tammy giggled. She wanted her father's cock
as badly as Crissy had wanted it. She crawled between his legs, then
lapped her tongue over his balls. She was trembling, knowing once his
prick was hard, her father would rip away her cherry.

"You want any help?" Crissy sighed. She nibbled her way across her
father's chest. She licked him, her tongue burning a path to his groin.

"Sure," Tammy said. "We'll make him crazy and then he can bust me open
like he busted you."

Crissy giggled. It was the first time in her life she had beaten her
older sister at anything. "You'll love it, Tammy," she said, bragging.
"It hurts, but, oh, does it feel good."

Douglas moaned under the hot licking mouths of his two daughters. He
heaved a sigh, knowing it would be a long night. "Have fun, kids."

"We will, Daddy!" Crissy giggled. She joined her sister at her father's
limp prick. "He sucked my cunt, too," she boasted.

Tammy contained her jealousy. They had all night and she was sure that
whatever their father did to Crissy, he would do to her. She licked her
tongue up over his balls.

Crissy sucked the head of his cock into her mouth. She swirled her
tongue over his prick-head, skimming into his pisser.

"Jesus," Douglas groaned, wondering if he would survive the night.

"I sucked him off first," Crissy continued to taunt. "His cum was
delicious!"

Tammy ignored her and licked her father's balls.

"Get on your side, Daddy," Crissy said. "I'll lick your ass while Tammy
sucks you hard again." She winked at her sister.

Douglas did as his daughter asked, eager to feel Crissy's mouth on his
ass. "Ream me, baby."

"Mmmmm, you look great, Daddy," she mewled. She licked his hips, then
slithered her tongue over his ass. "Mmmmm."

Tammy feasted on her father's limp cock. She brought his meaty prick
into her mouth and gently chewed, enjoying his moans of pleasure. She
had to admit, even to herself, that Crissy's boldness and oversexed
personality was making this all possible. She didn't know how it had
happened, she only cared that it did.

Douglas jerked his hips, his cock filling Tammy's mouth. He jerked
back, slammed his ass against Crissy's face. "God, I must be the
luckiest man alive," he moaned.

Crissy plunged her tongue into his ass, working her spit into his
shitter. Already, the passion her father's cock had satisfied her with
earlier began to tickle her again deep in her pussy. She sucked hard,
snaking her tongue deep, her hands clawing his back.

Tammy felt the strength return to her father's cock. It spurred her on.
She chewed hungrily, feeling it begin to throb in her mouth.

"Keep suckin', Tammy," Douglas groaned. His gut churned and his balls
began to swell with a new load of jizz.

Crissy pulled her tongue from her father's asshole. She sucked on his
asscheeks, turning his flesh red and blotchy. Moaning, she writhed on
the bed, her hot little pussy getting all creamy. She rubbed her body
against the back of his legs, mashing her tits against him. "Ooooh,
Daddy. I love sucking your ass."

Douglas groaned, thrashing between his two sex-crazed daughters. "I'm
getting hard, Crissy. Tammy's good."

Tammy swelled with pride. She popped her mouth off his cock and chewed
his prick shaft. Warm spit soaked his cockshaft, dribbled to the sheet.

Crissy didn't care that Tammy could suck cock. She knew she was
terrific and she had been to her father's prick first, had her cherry
busted first, and now she was sucking on his ass. Another first. It was
all that mattered.

Tammy fondled his balls and, slipping her hand between his legs, she
played with Crissy's tits. Her virgin pussy was soaked, pulsing, greedy
for her father's cock. She lathered his prick with spit, trembling as
it grew thicker and longer.

Crissy gasped under her sister's manipulating fingers. She spread the
cheeks of her father's ass, buried her face, and plunged her tongue
back into his asshole. She reached around, her fingers finding Tammy's
pussy. She stroked her virgin cunt slit, enjoying the sticky warmth of
her sister's cream as it flowed over her fingers.

Tammy moaned, humping her sister's fingers as she gobbled hungrily on
her father's almost stiff cock.

Douglas was sandwiched between them, Tammy on his prick, Crissy on his
ass. He jerked, slamming his prick into Tammy's mouth.

Tammy gagged, pulled her mouth away. Panting, she stared at his prick.
It was jutting out from his groin stiff as a board. "It's hard."

Crissy came away from her father's ass, rolled him onto his back and
stared at his prick. "Let's share him for awhile," she panted.

Tammy, greedy for it all, gobbled his cock into her mouth. She wasn't
going to give up his cock unless she had to. She plunged her head down,
forcing the entire length into her throat. She sucked, her head bobbing
up and down.

Crissy watched. "I can do that, too," she said smugly.

Douglas could only groan. He slammed up into Tammy's mouth and looked
at Crissy. "For once, Baby ... no fighting."

Crissy giggled. "There's only one of you. What else can we do?" She
joined her sister, chewing on the base of his prick as Tammy gobbled
greedily on his bloated cockhead.

Both girls licked, sucked, and nibbled on their father's cock. Their
lips met and they kissed each other, their tongues swirling around
their father's throbbing hard-on. Up and down his cock, their hot
greedy mouths worked their magic, meeting at his bell-shaped pricktip,
where they kissed again, their spit dribbling down all over his balls.

"Jesus Christ," Douglas groaned. His hairy balls ached. He jerked up,
writhing in the hot sucking mouths of his two sex-crazed daughters.
"You two little bitches are fabulous."

Crissy, having sucked her father off before, relinquished his cock to
Tammy. "You suck him," she purred. "I'll take care of the rest of his
body." She nibbled her hungry mouth all over his groin, worked her way
up to his chest. Her hot mouth slobbered over his heavy chest, chewed
and sucked on his nipples.

With Crissy gone, Tammy feasted on her father's cock. She sucked it
into her mouth, whipped her tongue over his bloated prick-head, then
gobbled it into her throat. Cock hair tickled her nose as his prick
throbbed deep in her gullet. Her pussy, virgin and wet, pulsed as she
realized that soon his cock would be ripping through her cherry and
making her a woman like Crissy. It drove her wild. "Unnnnn," she
moaned, her throat stuffed with his cock.

Crissy was panting, her young body on fire. She writhed, rubbing her
soft flesh against her father's hard frame. "Ooooh, Daddy. Everything
is so wonderful."

"I know, baby," Douglas groaned. He caressed Crissy, his hips jerking,
driving his cock in and out of Tammy's hot sucking mouth.

Crissy fused her mouth to her father's, plunged her tongue and
explored. Her tits mashed against his chest, and she pressed her cunt
against his jerking hips, enjoying the friction against her clit.

Douglas sucked his daughter's invading tongue. He squirmed against her
young soft body. His hips lunged up, his cock slamming into Tammy's
throat as he enjoyed both his children to the fullest.

Crissy pulled her mouth from her father's. "Fuck Tammy now," she
panted. "Let me watch you rip out her cherry." She was trembling,
overheated and eager to watch Tammy get fucked.

Douglas groaned. Two cherries in one night. He jerked as Tammy's mouth
gnawed on his hard throbbing cock. "I'm ready. Jesus, am I ready."

Tammy dragged her teeth up the length of her father's cock. "So am I,
Daddy," she whimpered. She looked at his prick and shivered. It would
soon be buried in her pussy. "Ooooh, shit, I'm creaming already."

"So am I," Crissy purred.

Tammy threw herself on her back, spread her legs and moaned. "Fuck me,
Daddy. Make me a woman, like Crissy." She brought her fingers down to
her virgin cunt and parted the slippery folds of her turned-on pussy.
"Rip me open."

Douglas stared at Tammy's red silky pussy hair. Frothy white cunt-cream
oozed from her virgin pussy. "You're sopping wet, baby."

"Stick it in me, Daddy!" she gasped, trembling with anticipation. "Fuck
me!" Her hips wiggled frantically as she stroked her own cunt.

Crissy stared at her sister, remembering how great she had tasted. She
licked her lips. "Not that way, Tammy. Get on your hands and knees."
She giggled. "Pretend you're a dog."

"Yeah," Tammy moaned. She scrambled onto her hands and knees, wiggling
her ass. "Fuck me, Daddy."

Crissy crawled over in front of her sister, got on her hands and knees,
and shook her ass. "You can lick my cunt hole while Daddy fucks you."

Tammy swooned, her head reeling. She looked back at her father,
wondering if he minded.

"He knows, Tammy," Crissy giggled. "He watched us today when we were
fuckin' around together."

Douglas leered at his two children. It was wild. His gaze fell to
Tammy's virgin cunt and his prick seemed to grow another two inches. He
rubbed her ass, his fingers gliding down between her creamy asscheeks.

"Ooooh, Daddy," Tammy sighed. The inside of her cunt contracted. "Stick
it in me."

Crissy crawled around behind her sister. She gripped her father's huge
cock. "Let me put it in, Daddy."

Douglas groaned, jerking his cock through Crissy's fingers. His fingers
still caressed the tiny wrinkled crack of Tammy's shitter. He looked at
Crissy and saw the lust in her innocent blue eyes, then stared at
Tammy's virgin fuckhole. "Whewww, whatta night this is goin' to be."

Crissy tugged on his cock, pulling him closer to Tammy's jiggling ass.
Douglas stroked his cock across her virgin pussyslit, watching as hot
buttery cunt-cream coated the head of his cock. "God, Tammy's really
creaming."

"Ooooh, Daddy!" Tammy wailed. "Don't tease me." She was shaking,
anxious for her father to fuck her.

Douglas ignored his daughter's pleas and continued to torture her. He
reached under, grabbed one of Tammy's large tits and squeezed. "You'll
get it, Tammy."

He was seething with desire. "No more fooling around, Tammy," he
grunted, taking his hand off his prick. He stroked his cock through
Tammy's puffy cuntlips while Crissy pulled on Tammy's tits. "You ready,
baby?"

"Yes, Daddy!" Tammy squealed. "Fuck me!"

Douglas pushed the head of his cock into his daughter's cunt. His
prick-head pressed against her cherry and he paused, savoring the
moment.

"Ooooh, Crissy, I feel it!" Tammy began to tremble.

"Hard, Daddy," Crissy urged. "Ram it in her!"

Douglas groaned, the heat of his daughter's cunt sending hot jolts of
passion through his cock shaft. He held her hips, bringing Tammy to a
feverish pitch before ripping his cock through the thin skin of her
cherry.

"Do it, Daddy!" Tammy screeched. She shoved back, moaning as the
pressure on her cherry increased.

Douglas held his lust in check, the hot fire in Tammy's pussy driving
him wild.

Crissy stared, first at Tammy's flushed face, then at her father. "Fuck
her, Daddy. Make her howl."

Douglas couldn't take the strain any longer. Like an enraged lion, he
slammed forward,his cock cutting through her cherry. He didn't stop
until his groin was flush with her quivering asscheeks.

Tammy's eyes bulged and her face twisted in agony. "Ayyieeee!" she
screeched, thrashing her hips in a desperate effort to free her body of
the terrible pain that her father's cock was causing.

Crissy saw the pain on her sister's face. "Fuck her, Daddy!" she
shrieked. Seeing her sister thrashing in agony turned her on. "Fuck her
hard!"

Douglas ignored Crissy's shouts. He held his cock deep in Tammy's
pussy, feeling the muscles of her cunt trying to dislodge his prick.
"Easy, Tammy. Easy!"

Tammy jerked, her eyes filling with tears. Her mouth twisted, and she
began to pant like a puppy, hoping the horrible pain would go away. "It
hurts, Daddy!"

Crissy giggled. She grabbed her sister's tits, squeezed them hard,
adding to Tammy's pain. "You'll be begging for his cock in a minute,"
she moaned.

Tammy jerked forward, twisting her shoulders. The pain in her pussy and
the pain in her tits had her head spinning. She screamed and jerked her
hips, but her father's cock stayed buried to the hilt.

Douglas eased back, then pushed slowly forward, allowing his screaming
daughter to adjust to his thick prick. He fucked her slow and felt the
juices in her pussy begin to flow again. A grin of triumph spread over
his face. Tammy was just like Crissy. They were both hot for cock.

Tammy's pain-racked face changed to a mask of lust. "Ooooh, Daddy!" she
wailed, feeling his cock begin to glide painlessly in and out of her
pussy. "I like it. Oooooh, Daddy!"

Crissy creamed as she watched Tammy enjoy their father's prick. "Fuck
him back, Tammy. Ride his cock."

Tammy rocked on her hands and knees. The pleasure in her pussy was
mounting. "Ooooh, it feels so good!" She jerked back, her now-drenched
pussy gobbling hungrily on her father's prick each time he eased it
into her pussy.

Douglas felt the muscles of her cunt clamp around his thrusting
cockshaft. His balls ached, slapping against the backs of her thighs.
He filled her cunt with his cock and moaned. "You're tight, baby. Nice
and tight. Just like Crissy."

"Ooooh, Daddy," she crooned, swaying back and forth. "I never knew it
could feel so good."

Crissy felt a tinge of jealousy, but quickly erased it. She was going
to have to share her father and there was nothing she could do about
it. "Make her cum, Daddy!"

"Not yet!" Tammy cried out. "Let me enjoy my first fuck!" She rotated
her hips and the hungry muscles of her cunt pulsed against the stiff
bloated meat of her father's cock.

Crissy crawled back in front of her sister's face and presented her
with the cheeks of her ass. "You can start licking my asshole anytime
you want, Tammy." She wiggled her ass, her body tingling.

Tammy stared at her sister's ass. When her sister's cunt was stuffed
full of her father's prick, Crissy's fuckhole looked even more
delicious than it had this morning. She flicked out her tongue,
slapping it over the creamy flesh of Crissy's ass. She soaked it with
spit, then began to chew on the sweet meat of her asscheeks.

"Oooooh, Tammy," Crissy moaned, wiggling her hips. "Go in my asshole.
Ream me, Tammy! Tongue my shitter."

Tammy was in bliss. She thrived on her father's groans as she massaged
his slowly pumping cock with her cunt. She used her tongue on Crissy's
ass, enjoying her sister's whimpering sighs of joy. Everything was
fabulous.

Douglas explored Tammy's body with his hands, his gaze flowing over her
asscheeks, up her smooth back, over her head to Crissy's ass. "Jesus,
whatta sight." He jabbed, twisting his hips, his cock gouging at the
spongy walls of his daughter's sopping wet pussy.

"Fuck her, Daddy!" Crissy shouted as she mashed her ass onto Tammy's
face. Her head snapped back. Tammy's tongue had plunged deep in her
asshole. "Oooooh, Tammy!"

Tammy was out of her mind. She was getting fucked by her father, and at
the same time, she was eating her sister's asshole. Things couldn't be
better.

Crissy collapsed on the bed, her ass high in the air, Tammy's exploring
tongue driving her wild. Spittle drooled from her panting mouth and she
clawed the sheets, whimpering and writhing in bliss. "Ooooh, Tammy. I'm
creaming." She struggled, reached under, grabbed her own pussy and
began to fondle it roughly.

Douglas eased his cock from Tammy's tight pussy. He felt the tremendous
pressure of her wet grease-lined cunt hole try to keep him captive.
With only the head of his prick inside Tammy's cunt, he slammed
forward, drilling his prick to the root. He fucked her over and over
again.

"Baby," he groaned, each time he whacked his cock into her cunt.
"Unnnn, Tammy!"

Each slamming thrust of her father's cock made Tammy howl. At the same
time, it drove her face against the cheeks of Crissy's ass and her
tongue into her asshole. Both Crissy's screams and her father's grunts
had her swirling on a cloud of lust.

Douglas held his daughter's hips in his big hands, his fingers sinking
into her pliant assmeat. He moved slowly, with long powerful strokes,
stuffing her cunt with his cock, then pulling out, torturing Tammy
until she was sobbing hysterically for him to quicken his pace.

Tammy's screams were muffled against Crissy's ass. Lights flashed
behind her fluttering eyelids. Her father's cock was the most wonderful
thing in the world and he was driving her insane. His expert jabs were
keeping her head spinning and she was glad that she had never given a
boy her cherry. It would not have been as exciting.

Crissy was writhing maniacally on the bed, her ass plastered against
Tammy's face and her own fingers pulling and clawing at her own clit.
She jerked, gasping for air as she strained her neck to lift her head.
"Deeper, Tammy! Go deeper!"

Tammy gobbled hungrily on Crissy's ass, her tongue plunging deep each
time her father stabbed his cock into her pussy. She shuddered, waiting
for each thrust of her father's cock. The agony between each stab felt
like an eternity and she wanted it faster.

She pulled her face from Crissy's ass. "Faster, Daddy! Please!" She
rocked her hips, lunging back, using her natural instincts to drive her
father crazy.

Douglas, his lust boiling in his balls, picked up the pace, stabbing
his cock faster into Tammy's spongy wet cunt. He was greeted with more
soupy cunt-cream. It bathed his prick, oozed out from between her
cuntlips and ran down his swinging balls.

"Yeses, Daddy!" Tammy screamed, thrilled with the quickening pace.
"Oooooh, harder, Daddy! Harder!"

Douglas obliged his screaming child. He fucked her with hard lightning
jabs. His cock skewered her cunt deeply. Muscles tugged rapidly on his
pounding cockshaft. "Baby," he grunted, his balls rumbling in agony.

With her father fucking her the way she wanted, Tammy went back to
gobbling Crissy's asshole. She reamed her sister's shitter with her
tongue and chewed viciously on her soft tender asscheeks, repaying her
sister for mauling her tits so roughly. Spit slobbered from her mouth
each time she licked and chewed Crissy's asscrack.

Crissy moaned and slammed back, her own fingers urgently pulling and
rubbing her pulsing clit. She jabbed a finger into her pussy, smeared
the creamy juice over her clit and sobbed with passion.

Tammy was being battered by them both. Douglas was pounding her pussy
and Crissy was mashing her face. She rocked on her hands and knees,
drowning in the pleasure of her father's jabbing prick. Her huge tits
swelled, hanging like heavy weights, ready to explode. She bit Crissy's
ass and enjoyed her sister's screams.

Douglas watched the fantastic sight of his two naked daughters. His
balls rumbled, aching to be rid of the thick cum that churned like
lava. He brought his gaze back to Tammy's jiggling ass, spread her
cheeks and gazed hotly at her wrinkled asshole. "Soon, baby," he
groaned, his cock swelling, ready to burst.

Douglas' ears were bombarded by the screams and moans of his two lust-
crazed children. He stared at his cock, enjoying the sight of his prick
shaft skewering her tight pussy. Warm sudsy cream clung to his jabbing
cockshaft. The squishing sounds of her pussy blended with his
daughter's wails of pleasure. He groaned and jabbed faster, his groin
whacking against the cheeks of her ass.

Tammy went insane. Never in her young life had she expected this. She
swooned, her young mind conjuring up an image of what she looked like
with her father fucking her pussy and her mouth plastered to Crissy's
ass. It overwhelmed her.

"Unnnn," she moaned, the garbled sound of her voice lost in Crissy's
asshole. Her body responded to her erotic image. She jerked, twisted,
and bucked under her father's driving cock. Spasms rippled through her
body. Spit gurgled in her throat. She choked, forcing her spit into
Crissy's asshole. Her hips matched her father's pace as she climbed
toward a mind-blowing orgasm.

Douglas slammed his prick into her pussy, his groin slapping noisily
against the cheeks of her jiggling ass. Each thrust sliced his cock
through the buttery ooze of her cream as it flowed from her pulsing
cunt walls. His balls ached, each slap against her body reminding him
that his cum needed to be released. He groaned and bit his bottom lip,
fighting the urge to empty his balls.

"Cum, Tammy," he groaned, wanting his child to cream first. "Cum!"

Tammy pulled her drooling mouth from Crissy's asshole. The room was
spinning, her body felt as if it were on fire. "I'm ready, Daddy. I'm
ready!"

Crissy wasn't going to miss the best part. She rolled away and watched
as her father fucked Tammy with hard demanding thrusts. Each stab
brought a tremor to her pussy and she writhed and whimpered frantically
on the bed, slobber oozing from her mouth.

"Fuck her, Daddy! Make her cream!" Crissy was insane. "Cream him,
Tammy. Drown his fuckin' cock!" She sat up and stared at them both, her
tits jiggling as she wiggled her ass on the bed.

"Daddy! Daddy!" Tammy went into spasm. "I'm cumming! Oooooh, I'm
cumming!"

Her orgasm gripped her, sent her swirling into a screaming twisting
fit. Hot orgasms ravaged her pussy, making her screech at the top of
her lungs.

Douglas slammed into her climaxing pussy. The hot pulsing muscles on
his jabbing cockshaft made the cum rumble in his balls. He could no
longer hold back the fire in his prick. His jabbing hips became a blur.

"I'm cumming," he roared. Hard demonic fuck-stabs forced the cum from
his balls. Thick globs of white jizz sprayed from his cock head,
spurting into the bubbling furnace of Tammy's climaxing cunt.

"I'm cumming," he bellowed. "I'm creaming you, baby!" His cock swelled,
his pricktip spewing out great globs of jism. It gushed into her
exploding cunt. "Aghhhh ... baby!"

Crissy watched. It was like seeing herself. She felt each stab of her
father's cock as it cut into Tammy's climaxing cunt. She licked her
lips, feeding on the lust created by her father and sister. "Fuck her,
Daddy! Harder!"

Douglas fucked Tammy with vicious jabs. His cock, still spurting jizz,
reached deep inside Tammy's cunt hole, stretching it, flooding it. He
looked at Crissy, a lewd grin on his lust-contorted face.

Crissy pawed her own clit, sending hot orgasms through her empty pussy.
She rocked on her ass and watched Tammy cream. "Cream Daddy, Tammy.
Milk his fuckin' cock."

Tammy was out of her head. She met each pounding thrust, absorbed it,
shuddering and squealing as their bodies clashed. "I'm still cumming,
Daddy! Oooooh, God!"

Tammy twisted her head around saw her father behind her. It sent her
reeling and another orgasm shot through her cunt like a red-hot bullet.
Her head dropped, snapping from side to side, her red hair lashing
across her twisted face.

Hot cum spurted from Douglas' dilated pisser. Cum flooded her pussy,
greased her cunt hole, his cock fucking faster and faster through the
soupy mixture of both their juices. He mauled her hips, every muscle in
his body straining, bulging as he fucked his squealing daughter
mercilessly.

Tammy battled back as Crissy cheered, her voice blending with their
screams and howls. She felt each squirt of her father's cum. Each wad
ignited another orgasm in her pussy. She tossed her head around, stared
at Crissy. "Ooooh, Crissy. I'm in heaven."

She shoved back, almost collapsing. "More, Daddy! More!" She was as
greedy as Crissy had been. She wanted every drop. "Harder! Harder!"

Her green eyes floated in her head. "He's creaming me, Crissy. I'm
drowning!" Tammy was hysterical. Her arms crumbled and her face crashed
onto the mattress, her pussy still impaled on her father's drilling
cock. She raked the sheets, stretching, twisting, wrenching her body
maniacally as her father pounded her.

Douglas was just about drained. His stabbing thrusts slowed, his balls
just about empty. The last few squirts oozed from his piss-hole without
any power. He groaned and stopped, his chest heaving as he caught his
breath.

"Enough, baby," he rasped. His prick was still trapped inside Tammy's
pussy. It began to shrink, the muscles of her cunt refusing to let it
go. He groaned again and rode the last of Tammy's orgasms, then fell
back, his prick popping from her body.

"Ahhhhh!" Tammy cried, her body empty. She fell to the bed, whimpering
and writhing in ecstasy. She was exhausted, sated like never before in
her life. "Ooooh, Daddy. It was fantastic!"

Crissy, crazed with passion after seeing Tammy cream, crawled over to
her father. She licked his balls, her tongue swiping off gobs of cum.
She sucked on his limp prick, cleaning it with her sucking lips and
swishing tongue.

Douglas groaned, finally pushing his daughter away. "No more, Crissy.
Christ!"

Crissy giggled and attacked Tammy. She rolled her sister over and
stared at her fucked-out pussy. Cum oozed freely from her cunt hole.
"Oooooh, are you gonna taste good now."

"No, Crissy," Tammy protested. "I couldn't take it!"

Crissy didn't care. She forced her sister's legs apart and plastered
her mouth to the girl's pussy. She sucked, getting great thick globs of
cum into her mouth. She swallowed the cum greedily, then reamed Tammy's
pussy, searching for more delicious cum. If Tammy tasted good this
morning, she was fabulous tonight with cum oozing from her cunt hole.

Tammy screamed as another orgasm almost made her faint.

Crissy feasted for what seemed like an hour, but was only minutes. With
her face covered with cum, she sat up, looked at them both. "We're
gonna have more fun together than anybody else in the world."

Douglas hauled his two daughters into his arms. "You two kids are
fantastic."

"We know, Daddy," Crissy said, giggling.

Douglas cradled their heads. In minutes they were all asleep.

                             Chapter 6

Douglas opened his eyes, and he felt his two naked daughters' warm
bodies next to his. He heaved a sigh. It had been quite a day. Except
for eating, they had spent the whole day in bed. He rolled over and
looked at the clock. "Your Uncle Harry will be here soon," he said.

Crissy lifted her head and smiled. She rubbed her hand down over her
father's hard frame and found his cock. "He'd shit a brick if he found
us all in bed like this." She stroked her father's prick.

Douglas moaned. His kids were sex-crazy and he wondered how long he
would be able to handle all of their passion.

Tammy, awakened by their talk, cuddled closer to her father, her mouth
already licking at his chest while her hand joined Crissy's at his
cock. "Maybe he'll go away if nobody answers the door."

Douglas lay on his back, savoring the light caresses of his daughters'
hands and their warm urgent mouths. "Maybe it would be a good idea if
we did invite him to join us," he suggested. "You two little nymphos
are going to kill me."

Crissy giggled, slipped down under the covers and gobbled her father's
limp prick into her mouth. She sucked, lathered his cock with her spit.

"Baby," Douglas groaned. "God, don't you get enough?"

"Never," Crissy giggled, coming up from under the sheets. "Maybe I
should go down and entertain Uncle Harry."

Douglas grinned while he fondled Tammy's large creamy tits. "Harry
always has had a thing for you, Crissy. I think he'd love sticking his
cock in you."

"Ohhh, shit," Crissy sighed. She scrambled out of bed, her small tits
jiggling. "You two play. When I'm done getting Uncle Harry to fuck me,
I'll bring him up here for a party."

Tammy kicked the sheets off, exposing her naked body. She scrambled
into her father's arms. "Now, I've got you all to myself."

Douglas held her, the ache in groin returning. "Put on something real
sexy, Crissy. Blow his mind."

Crissy tingled. Her whole life had changed since yesterday morning. She
grabbed a pair of tight shorts and slipped them on. The cheeks of her
ass peeked out and the crotch dug erotically into the gash of her
pussy. "God. I'm creaming already."

Douglas, his hand cupping Tammy's wet pussy, watched as Crissy slipped
on a skimpy halter. "Your uncle will have an instant hard-on when he
sees you."

Crissy looked at herself in the mirror and liked what she saw. Quickly,
she combed her hair, sweeping it into a long ponytail. "I hope Uncle
Harry likes 'em young, hot and willing."

"You described my brother perfectly," Douglas said, his cock throbbing
under Tammy's manipulating hands. "Tease him good and proper, baby."

"I will, Daddy." She glanced back over her shoulder and saw Tammy
feasting on her father's cock, her pussy directly over her father's
face. "Chew her up, Daddy."

Douglas groaned, pulled Tammy's pussy to his mouth and sucked.

Crissy left the bedroom. Her sister and father were too busy eating
each other to talk. She hurried downstairs to wait for her uncle, her
young body sizzling, eager to sample another cock.

Crissy was sitting on the couch when the doorbell rang. She almost
jumped out of her skin. "Oooooh, shit," she sighed, bouncing up from
the couch and hurrying to the door.

"Hi, honey," Harry said when Crissy opened the door. His breath caught
in his chest as he leered hotly at his young sexy niece. "Your father's
expecting me."

"Come on in, Uncle Harry," Crissy purred, tingling under his hot
glances. She went into his arms, rubbing her body against his, her lips
grazing wetly over his open mouth. "You haven't been around in weeks."

Harry's groin turned to cement and he held her for a moment, aware of
her soft young body pressed against his. He forced her out of his arms,
his face flushed, his cock growing rapidly in his pants.

Crissy took his hand, and she pulled him toward the couch. "You get
comfortable. I'll make you a drink."

Harry plopped on the couch and leered at his niece's ass as she
strolled over to the bar. "Whewww. I wonder how Doug manages to keep
his hands off her," he mumbled under his breath.

"Did you say something?" Crissy cooed.

"Nothin', honey." He stared at her ass as the soft creamy flesh of her
asscheeks peeked out from under the tight-fitting shorts. His cock had
stiffened into a raging hard-on. It happened every time he came over to
visit his brother, but today, his hot sexy little niece seemed to be
even sexier than ever.

Crissy felt his stare on her ass. She bent over, gave him a good view
as she picked up a piece of lint from the rug. She heard his breath
suck in, and it turned her on.

"Here's your drink, Uncle Harry," she said, walking toward him, her
small tits jiggling under the loose skimpy halter.

Harry devoured her with his eyes. "Where's your father?"

"He'll be home in a few hours. He said to wait, and for me to keep you
comfortable." She licked her lips and winked. "You don't mind, do you?"

"Not at all, honey," Harry said, his voice raspy.

"I'm glad," Crissy mewled, cuddling up against him on the couch. "I
know I'm only a teenager, but maybe we can find some things to do while
we wait for Daddy."

Harry's cock ached in his pants. He felt the pressure of her tit
against his arm and the sweet scent of her perfume invaded his head.
The things he wanted to do, he knew for sure Douglas wouldn't like at
all. He took a large gulp of his drink.

"Can I have some?" Crissy asked, rubbing her tit against his arm.

"Aren't you a little young to be drinking?" he said as Crissy took the
glass from his hand.

"I've been drunk before," she purred, gulping down the drink. "Mmmmm,
tastes good."

"You better be careful who you get drunk with," Harry said, watching
her go to the bar to make another drink. "Some boy might take advantage
of you."

"Oooooh, I don't like boys," Crissy said, bringing him a much stronger
drink. She stood in front of him. "I like men."

Harry's eyes focused on her crotch and the seam of her shorts cutting
into her pussy. He took the drink, then swallowed half of it. It was
going to be a long two hours.

Crissy glanced down at his crotch and saw the bulge. It turned her on,
knowing she could make a man hot. "Do you like young girls, Uncle
Harry?" She took his half empty glass and drained it.

Harry stared, his mouth drying up and the bulge in his pants growing
larger. "Every man likes young girls," Harry said, his voice husky, his
gaze riveted to Crissy's plump tits straining against her sexy halter.

"As young as me?" she purred, taking a deep breath, her nipples
swelling, outlined erotically against the pink material of her top.

"You're just a baby," Harry said, a lump growing in his throat.

She spun around, and swinging her ass, went back to the bar and made
another drink. "The boys don't think I'm a baby," she said, handing him
another drink. "They're always trying to get fresh with me."

"Do you let them?" he asked hoarsely, gulping thirstily on the fresh
drink.

"Never," she said, enjoying her teasing game. "I don't want some dumb
boy pawing at my tits." Her blue eyes brightened. "They're always
trying to stick their hands down my shorts and touch my pussy, too,"
she added breathlessly.

Harry's mind filled with an image of Crissy naked. "You can't blame
them," he said. "You're a very sexy girl."

She leaned over, planting a wet kiss on her uncle's mouth. "Thank you,
Uncle Harry."

Harry's eyes gazed into the top of her halter and saw the plump creamy
flesh of her tits. It took all of his willpower not to grab her and
haul her into his arms.

Crissy knew where he was looking and she stayed bent over, giving him a
real good look.

"Maybe I should go," Harry said, finding it difficult to keep his hands
off his young niece. "I'll come back when Doug's here."

"No," she pouted. She moved his arms and plopped on his lap. "Daddy
would never forgive me if I didn't keep you entertained while he was
gone."

The entertainment Harry had in mind, he was sure, Doug would never
approve of. He tried getting her off his lap, but she locked her arms
around his neck.

"Am I too young for you, Uncle Harry?" She brought her mouth to his ear
and flicked out her tongue.

"Jesus, Crissy," Harry moaned. She was squirming on his cock and the
pain filled his groin.

"Drinking all that whiskey made me high."

"Come on, honey," Harry rasped, the temptation to rape his hot sexy
niece growing stronger.

She rubbed against him and wiggled her ass. "I think your cock is
sticking me in the ass," she giggled. "I think you have a hard-on."

She grabbed his drink, stood up, and gulped it down. "Did I get you all
hot and bothered, Uncle Harry?"

Harry leered hungrily at his niece. His cock was throbbing and the
taste of her warm wet lips lingered in his mind.

"You didn't answer me," she teased. "Am I too young for you?"

"You're a baby," he said, his voice low, laced with desire for his sexy
blonde niece.

"Oooooh, Uncle Harry." She smoothed her hands over her tits, her hips
rocking gently from side to side. "I'll bet we could have a lot of fun
together before Daddy gets home."

"You better stop fucking around, honey," he warned. "I'm not some punk
kid you can tease."

"I don't wanna tease you," she said. "I want to make love to you, like
a woman."

He stared, watched her fondle her tits through her halter. "You're a
virgin, Crissy. Jesus Christ! I'm your uncle."

"I'm not a virgin," she said, licking her lips. In the next instant,
she whisked off her halter, bared her tits proudly, and enjoyed the
shocked expression of lust on her uncle's face.

"God, Crissy. I can't take much more of this." He ogled her tits. They
were beautiful, creamy, capped with pink rosy nipples.

"You like looking at them?" she asked breathlessly. She hefted them in
her hands. "Not as big as Tammy's, but nice enough, huh?"

The palms of Harry's hands were sweaty. He reached for his niece, his
lust raging like a fire in his balls. He spanned her creamy tits as she
stepped eagerly toward him. "Unnnn, Crissy!"

"Aaaaah!" she gasped, her knees buckling as she allowed her uncle to
fondle her tits. "Ooooh, Uncle Harry. You're making me cream."

Harry didn't believe what was happening. He was playing with his
brother's young teenaged daughter and he couldn't stop himself.
"Crissy," he groaned, his fingers sinking into the pliant meat of her
sweet succulent tits. "We gotta stop."

"Noooo, Uncle Harry. I don't wanna stop. It feels too good." She
stepped back out of his grasping hands. "You want me to take off my
shorts?"

Harry could do nothing but nod his head in agreement.

"Then you can prove it to yourself that I lost my cherry." She peeled
off her shorts, kicked them across the room, then displayed her young
naked body blatantly for her uncle's delight.

"Jesus, honey. You're gorgeous."

She stood close, legs spread, her breathing shallow. Her blue eyes
glowed with the passion that raged in her hot moist pussy. "Touch my
pussy, Uncle Harry. Stick in your finger."

"Unnn, Crissy." He brought his hands to his niece's lithe naked body.
He caressed her hips, her slim narrow waist, and her silky thighs. His
cock felt as if it were going to bust. "Crissy. We gotta stop."

"No, Uncle Harry," she cooed, knowing he was only talking. "Stick your
finger in my pussy." She wiggled her hips. "I'm all gooey inside."

Harry cupped the cheeks of her ass with one hand and slipped his other
hand between her legs. The sweet scent of her overheated pussy met his
nostrils as he stroked his finger through her wet sticky cunt gash.

"Inside!" she gasped. "Finger-fuck my pussy." She jerked, pulling his
head to her stomach. "Finger my pussy."

Harry jabbed a finger deep into Crissy's cunt. Nothing blocked his way.
"Damn," he muttered under his breath as her hot spongy cunt muscles
began to pulse and contract around his buried finger.

"Oooooh! I told you!" she cried. "Finger me. Do it fast and make me
cream. I'm ready to explode." Teasing her uncle, and knowing they would
end up fucking on the living room floor, had her crazy hot.

Harry jabbed his fingers in and out of her fuckhole. Warm squishy cunt-
cream coated his fingers. Her cushiony pussy muscles gripped tightly
around his fingers. He kneaded the cheeks of her ass, his head reeling.
"Goddamn, you're a hot little bitch."

"Yessss," she hissed through clenched teeth. "Hot for cock. Your cock,
Uncle Harry!" She jerked her hips, rotating them, and ground her cunt
down on her uncle's jabbing fingers.

"My asshole, too," she moaned, then realized what she had said.
"Finger-fuck my asshole, too."

Harry didn't believe it. His baby niece was creaming his fingers,
begging to have her asshole fingered. It blew his mind.

"Please, Uncle Harry. Finger my asshole while I cum."

Harry obliged his horny niece. He jabbed one finger into her asshole,
twisting it. At the same time, he jabbed another finger into her pussy.

"Ahhhh!" she wailed, jerking and thrashing on her uncle's stabbing
fingers. "Ooooh, I love it!"

An explosive climax ripped through her pussy. Her head jerked back,
snapping from side to side, her ponytail swishing across her crimson
face. Her knees buckled and she almost collapsed.

"I'm cumming, Uncle Harry. I'm creaming your fuckin' fingers." She
humped forward, driving his fingers into her pussy. Her ass rotated
frantically, her uncle's finger in her asshole, sending her squealing
into another mind-bending orgasm.

"Ooooh, I'm cumming. Oooooh, shit! I can't stand up." She fell against
her uncle, clawing her nails through his hair.

Harry kept her from falling. He fucked her pussy with his fingers, fed
her tight narrow shitter with another finger. The child's screams had
him crazy and he thought for sure he was going to cream his pants like
some damn kid. "Crissy," he groaned as hot frothy pussy-cum oozed from
her cunt and dribbled down his hand and wrist. "Sweet little Crissy."

Crissy grabbed him as her legs turned to rubber. She swayed, a high-
pitched scream rushing from her mouth. "I'm falling. Ooooh, Christ!"

With Crissy thrashing and twisting in his arms, Harry did his best to
keep her on her feet, but she was wiggling and twisting too much even
for him. "Jesus Fucking Christ!"

A shuddering spasm ripped through her cunt. Her back stiffened, then
her entire body went into spastic twitches and she seemed to melt to
the floor, Harry's fingers popping from her hot sizzling body.

Harry stared down at his young niece writhing on her back. He wanted to
tear off his clothes and rape her, but he controlled himself. She was
his brother's daughter and only a baby. His cock thought differently.
It throbbed for the heat of Crissy's pussy, making him groan in agony.

Crissy writhed lewdly on the rug, her glassy blue eyes staring up at
her uncle. She knew he was fighting the urge to fuck her. She also knew
he wouldn't be able to control his desire much longer. Knowing this
made her cream again, and she let out a low moaning rasp as another
orgasm caromed through her cunt.

"You're something, honey," Harry mouthed. Unconsciously, he rubbed his
cock through his pants.

"Let me do that, Uncle Harry," she whispered. "I love playing with
cocks." She pulled herself up, crawling over between his legs. "I love
sucking cocks, too."

Harry groaned and allowed his niece to attack his zipper. "Do whatever
you want, honey." He decided that if he were going to lose his battle
with his conscience, he might as well enjoy it.

Crissy pulled down his zipper and she fished inside his pants. Her hot
anxious fingers gripped the thick stem of his throbbing cock. She
pulled it out and stared wide-eyed at his long fat throbbing cock.
"Oooooh, Uncle Harry. It's gorgeous."

"Maybe too big for you," he said, figuring it was some kid who popped
her cherry.

"Oh, no," she sighed. "It's perfect." She held his cock in her hands
and looked up at his lust-crazed face. "It was a man who broke my
cherry, Uncle Harry." She licked her lips, smiled. "His cock was just
as big as yours."

"Christ!" Harry gasped, wondering what man had been lucky enough to get
between Crissy's beautiful legs and make her a woman. He stroked her
flushed face with his fingers. "Let me see how good you are with your
mouth, honey."

"I'm real good," she boasted. "I can take it all." She opened her
mouth, then closed it over the bloated head of her uncle's cock.

"Ahhhhh, Crissy," Harry groaned. The heat of her wet mouth shot down
through his prick shaft and churned the cum rumbling in his balls.
"Suck it, honey. Suck it all!" He no longer cared that she was his
brother's child. All that mattered was that the hot little bitch suck
him off.

With the head of his cock against the roof of her mouth, Crissy stroked
his fat veiny prick shaft with her hands. She sucked, getting a tasty
drop of cum in her mouth. Her tongue swirled around his pisser and warm
drooling spit oozed from her mouth, drenching his cock shaft and her
stroking fingers.

Harry jerked his ass up from the couch, driving the head of his cock
into her throat. He groaned, his chest heaving as Crissy's teeth
clamped into his thick prick shaft. He dropped back, grunting as she
released her viselike grip. "Christ, Crissy, don't bite it off."

"Oooh, I won't bite it off," she giggled, popping her mouth off his
prick. "If I did that, you wouldn't be able to fuck me."

Harry moaned as he imagined himself between his niece's legs, ramming
home his cock. "Give it a good suck and I'll give you good fuck."

"Promise?"

He reached down, placed the palms of his hands on her innocent face and
brought her mouth to his prick. "Stop talking and suck."

Crissy closed her lips around his prick. She sucked hard, drawing in
her cheeks. She used her tongue, whipping it across the underside of
his prick as she eased his meaty cock into her throat.

"Unnnn, Crissy!" He squirmed on the couch, his prick swelling inside
his niece's mouth. "Suck it, honey. Chew your uncle up real good."

Crissy gurgled, stifling a gag as the head of her uncle's prick
stretched her throat. She used her teeth, scraping them along his
sensitive prick shaft as she gobbled every hard inch of his cock into
her gullet.

Her mouth and throat stuffed with cockmeat, she slammed her face
forward, mashing her lips against his zipper. His hard thick cock
throbbed and she felt as if it had stabbed into her belly. Eyes bulging
and breathing hard through her nose, she kept his prick buried in her
throat, wallowing in the strength of his throbbing prick and the joy
she experienced in giving her uncle pleasure.

Harry looked down and groaned deep in his throat. She had gobbled his
entire cock into her mouth. It was unbelievable. He couldn't wait until
he fucked her pussy. He had found in his young niece a hot lustful
woman, and he intended to make the most of it before Douglas found out
and busted his head open.

Crissy gulped and eased back, her teeth dragging along the length of
his cock shaft. She gasped, spittle drooling from her clinging lips.
She stopped, only the head of his prick in her mouth.

She pulled off for a second. "Fuck my face!" she gasped, then plunged
her mouth back down over his cockhead.

Harry lunged up, driving his prick into her face. His cock fucked her
gullet, his groin whacking against her lips. He lunged up again,
slamming his prick over and over again into his niece's gobbling wet
mouth.

Crissy savored each thrust of his cock, shuddering each time his prick
stretched and filled her throat. She used her tongue like a wet whip,
lashing it over his cock shaft as he plowed her face with hard
lightning fuck-stabs.

"Crissy," Harry growled, drilling her sucking mouth with his cock.
"Jesus ... Christ!" He jerked his ass off the couch and twisted his
hips. His cock skewered her throat. "Aghhh!"

Crissy sucked. Her uncle's prick was delicious. Her young mind swirled
with lust. She felt each fuck-stab, loving it when his zipper scraped
against her wet clinging lips. Gurgling, she felt his cock grow thicker
in her mouth and she knew it wouldn't be long before hot cum flooded
her throat.

"Unnn, Crissy," Harry groaned deep in his throat. He battled her
sucking mouth, not wanting to cream his niece's face. He didn't want it
to end in her mouth. Her pussy was where his cock belonged. He jerked
on the couch, holding the rumbling cum in his balls in check.

Crissy was out of her mind--first her father, now her uncle. She sucked
wildly, taking his long thick cock into her throat. Her head started to
bob up and down, matching her uncle's pace. She pulled at his pants,
clawing his hard groin with her nails.

Harry's balls began to rumble. His face twisted in agony. "Crissy," he
rasped. His back stiffened and his muscles tensed as he found it almost
impossible to stop his balls from erupting.

Crissy, sensing his reluctance to cream her face, pulled her mouth off
his cock. "Cum in my mouth, Uncle Harry. I'll suck you hard again so
you can fuck me." She licked her lips. "I love cum."

Harry nodded, knowing his little niece could do what she said. "Then
eat it, honey, and I'll give you every fuckin' drop I have."

"Ooooh, sounds good." Like a vulture, she brought her lips back to his
prick and gobbled it into her mouth. She took his prick to his balls,
his cock hair now tickling her nose. She felt his prick swell in her
throat and knew it wouldn't be long now. Swooning, she jerked her head
up and down, her sucking mouth churning the cum in her uncle's balls.

"Un ... un ... un!" Harry grunted, his ass humping up and down. He
fucked her face, his balls ready to burst.

With her mouth covering his prick, Crissy used her tongue and licked
his jabbing cock shaft. She sucked hard, her cheeks drawing in as she
urged the cum in his balls to erupt. Her teeth gnawed, her jaw working
rhythmically from side to side. She felt her uncle tense and she went
wild.

"I'm cumming," Harry roared, his voice filling the living room. He
slammed up into her mouth. "Aghhhh! I'm cumming!" His balls burst,
shooting a blast of thick white cum into his niece's tight wet throat.
It squirted deep. "Aghhh, Crissy!"

Crissy gulped the first thick wad. Her eyes bulged and she used her
mouth, meeting his upward thrusts, slamming her mouth down over the
length of his cock. She gulped, taking the steady squirting stream of
thick cum into her mouth and throat. It flooded her cheeks and she
gagged, but never stopped. She was hungry, needing it all to satisfy
her passion until he fucked her.

Harry fucked her throat, his hips jerking, his balls churning out cum
as fast as Crissy sucked it into her mouth. "Crissy!" he howled,
lunging up, his cock fucking deep into her throat. "Aghhh!" His balls
ached, the suction from his niece's mouth draining them.

Cum gushed from Crissy's clinging lips and her nose. It poured down her
throat and made her gag. Her nails raked the thick wrinkled skin of his
balls, making him roar like a lion.

She sucked maniacally, wanting every drop of her uncle's cum. Her head
bobbed up and down at a faster pace. She used her teeth, her tongue and
her lips. One deep suck filled her cheeks with a thick load.

Harry's slamming thrusts slowed as his balls emptied. He grunted, his
ass jerking, his prick still spurting, but with less force.

Crissy wouldn't stop. She grabbed the base of his prick shaft. It was
sticky with cum and spit. She jerked her fist up and down, her mouth
meeting her lips. Moaning, she sucked and jerked his cock until he
howled for her to stop.

Harry plunged up one last time, smashing his prick into her mouth. "No
more, Crissy." He dropped back to the couch, groaning, his prick still
trapped in his niece's mouth.

Crissy sucked the last few drops from his spent prick and she pulled
her mouth off. Cum dribbled from her lips and down her chin. A thin
stringy gob dropped to her nipple. "How did you like that, Uncle
Harry?" she panted as she licked her lips clean.

Harry rubbed his cock. "You're better than any woman I've ever had."

"I'm even better with a cock up my pussy."

"I'm counting on it, honey," he said. "I'm counting on it."

                              Chapter 7

Seething with lust, Crissy pulled her uncle down to the floor. Her
breathing was noisy and rapid, like a bitch in heat. She pulled at his
clothes, stripping him completely. Her hot glassy blue eyes devoured
her uncle's naked body. "I'm gonna get you hard again," she panted.

Harry ogled his lust-crazed naked niece. Her face was {rushed, eyes
bright, spit dribbling from the corners of her panting mouth. He rubbed
his limp sticky prick. "I'm sure you can."

Crissy straddled his thick hairy leg. She pressed her cunt down on his
thigh, soaking his skin with warm pussy-cream. "Oooooh, Uncle Harry.
I'm burning up inside."

Harry moaned. The heat of her cunt-cream seared through his thigh and
attacked his balls. The little sex maniac would have him hard in record
time. He was positive.

Gasping, Crissy glided her wet seeping cunt over her uncle's thigh and
down across his knee. She paused, ground her hips, and mangled her clit
against his knee. Her head snapped back as she screamed. "Ahhhhh!"

Harry jerked his knee and watched her face contort in bliss. He rubbed
his prick. It was beginning to grow. Just looking at the wild teenager
was enough to give any man a hard-on, no matter how many times he had
been fucked.

"It's getting hard," she moaned, delighted with the sexual power she
possessed. "God, it'll be stiff as hell any minute."

"I know," Harry grunted, jabbing his knee into her sopping-wet pussy.

"Oooooh, Uncle Harry!" she wailed, twisting her hips and mangling her
cunt against his knee. "Holy Christ!"

Crissy greased his shin and banged the cheeks of her ass against his
foot. With a glazed drunken expression on her flushed excited face, she
lifted her cunt. "Watch!" she gasped.

Harry groaned, his eyes fixed on his horny niece.

"Mmmmm," she hummed, trembling as she thought about what she was going
to do. In the next instant, she slammed her pussy down, driving her
uncle's foot into her cunt. "Aghhhh!"

"Jesus Christ, Crissy!" Harry growled.

Gasping, Crissy rotated her hips. Hot buttery pussy-cream coated his
toes and drooled down his foot. "It feels fantastic. Wiggle your toes."

Harry grunted and did what she wanted. "You hot little bitch."

"Oooooh, I'm creaming!" Her head snapped back, her blue eyes floating.
"I feel your fuckin' toes!"

Jerking and twisting, Crissy fucked herself on her uncle's foot. Tits
bouncing, her nipples ready to burst, she slammed her pussy up and
down, her uncle's toes jabbing deeper with each downward plunge.
"Ahhhhh!"

A spasm ripped through her cunt. She shuddered and stiffened, then
toppled off her uncle's foot. "I'm so hot, Uncle Harry," she babbled as
she squirmed on the floor. "So fuckin' hot."

She reached for his cock. It was thick, yet still not rock-hard the way
she wanted it. Moaning like a bitch in heat, she pushed her hands
against her uncle's hips. "Roll over. I wanna eat your ass."

Harry rolled over willingly. It wasn't everyday that hot some nympho
wanted to chew on his ass. The fact that it was his teenaged niece made
it that much more exciting.

Drooling, her blue eyes flickering with the lust raging in her pussy,
Crissy crawled over her uncle. She attacked him like a wild tigress,
nipping her way down his back to the cheeks of his ass.

"Jesus, Crissy," he groaned, his cock mashed into the carpet. He jerked
his hips, twisted and groaned under her attacking mouth.

Crissy reached his ass and chewed. She crawled between his legs, gnawed
on his thighs, and licked the back of his thick-skinned ball-sac. She
coated his balls with warm spit, soaked his thighs, then whimpering,
she chewed hungrily on his asscheeks.

"Honey," he groaned, jerking under Crissy's hard snipping bites. "Easy,
for Christ's sake!"

Crissy was too involved and hot to hear her uncle's groans. She spread
the cheeks of his ass, slapped her tongue up through his crack and
soaked his wrinkled shitter with her spit. "Mmmmm, it looks so
delicious."

"Honey ... suck it ... out!" He jerked his hips, smashing his ass
against her face.

"Unnnnnn," she moaned as her uncle smashed her face. She reached under,
grabbed his cock with both hands and squeezed.

"Aghhhh," Harry growled, his prick a prisoner of his niece's gripping
fingers. He thrashed on the floor, jabbing his thickening cock through
Crissy's hands. He slammed back, bucking his hips as Crissy's tongue
tormented his asshole.

Crissy chewed greedily on the soft flesh around his asshole, then
plunged her tongue into his shitter. She reamed his asshole, her
fingers mauling his cock. Her own body writhed, her tits scraping
against the carpet. Her clit, swollen with blood, scratched against the
nap of the rug.

She jammed her hips forward, mashing her clit into the rug and moaned,
her cries of lust lost in the flesh of her uncle's ass. She wormed her
tongue deep, slobbering spit into his shitter, and roughly played with
his prick.

Harry's cock stiffened into a rigid beam. He jerked back, whacking his
ass against his niece's face. "Honey," he groaned. "I'm ready! Christ!"

Panting and gasping for air, she pulled her face away from her uncle's
ass. She released his cock and scrambled up onto her haunches, waiting
like an insane animal for her uncle to roll over onto his back.

"Get on your back, Crissy," Harry said. "I'm goin' to fuck the shit out
of you."

Dazed, her head reeling, she laughed lewdly. "You'd have to fuck my
asshole if you want my shit." She stared at his prick stabbing the air.
"I need it in my pussy."

She scrambled over her uncle's body, straddling his hips. His cock
jutted up hard and inviting. She squiggled her hips, rubbing his hard-
on against her belly. "Oooooh, I think I'm crazy, Uncle Harry."

"I know you are," he rumbled, his voice deep, coated with lust. "Stick
it the fuck in."

Lewd animal sounds escaped her drooling mouth. Crissy leered hotly at
her uncle. She released his prick, jerked her hips, then slammed down,
pressing his cock against his groin. The puffy lips of her overheated
pussy wrapped around his cock shaft and warm sudsy pussy-cream flowed
out, drenching him in its sticky heat.

"Oooooh, it's throbbing. I feel it." She glided her cunt back and forth
over his prick, soaking it in pussy-cream. She lowered her head,
watched her tits jiggle and saw Harry's cockhead peek out as she jerked
her hips back.

"Unnnnn." She moved forward and felt his cock slide through her cunt
gash. "Oooooh, I'm ready for it!" she squealed. "Ready to be fucked!"

So was Harry. His niece had turned his balls into hot coals. His prick,
engorged with blood, ached to be buried up inside her teenaged pussy.
"Me, too, Crissy. Climb on and fuck yourself to death."

Trembling, her tits shaking, her mouth open, her eyes wide and glassy,
Crissy lifted her pussy from her uncle's cock. His prick twitched and
stabbed the air. "Oooooh, here I come!"

Harry stiffened, his body rigid as he waited for his niece to plunge
herself down onto his cock.

Crissy slammed down, impaling herself on his prick. "Ahhhhh!" Her head
snapped back and her face turned beet-red. "It's in me! Oooooh, Christ
in heaven! It's in me!"

Harry groaned. Her hot pussy muscles surrounded his prick, clutching
and pulsing against his cock shaft. Warm cream oozed out, flowing over
his cum-stuffed balls. "Crissy!" He jerked up, then dropped back, his
cock buried to the hilt.

Crissy twisted and screamed as she fucked herself blind on her uncle's
prick. Swaying, she leaned back, balancing herself on stiff arms as she
rotated her hips. "It's gonna rip through my belly!" she cried out.
"Oooooh, God. I'm going crazy!"

With Crissy wriggling her hips, Harry felt as if his cock were going to
break inside her pussy. He lunged up, jabbing his cock hard into her
cunt. Her screams drove him on and he lunged up again, drilling his
bent prick into the cushiony walls of her oozing cunt. She was
fantastic.

"Crissy," he groaned, slicing up into her pussy. "Gimme your tits." He
jabbed up again, stabbing her fuck hole.

Crissy struggled, brought herself up and ground her cunt down on his
cock. She jutted out her tits and leered at her uncle. "Pull 'em.
Squeeze 'em. Make 'em hurt." She lifted up, then slammed down, a lewd
expression on her face as she made her uncle grunt.

If she wanted it rough, Harry wanted to please her. He grabbed her tits
in his big hands and twisted the soft flesh until Crissy screamed in
pain. "Enough?" he rasped.

"Noooo!" she screeched. "More!" She slammed down on his prick again,
jerking her hips and tugging on his cock shaft with the greedy muscles
of her cunt.

Harry mauled her tits and humped up with his hips, his cock piercing
her spongy wet pussy. He yanked on her tits and felt her nipples burn
into his palms. His cock was throbbing, the steamy juice of her cunt
greasing his prick shaft, oozing out and coating his balls.

Crissy went wild on her uncle's cock. She leaned forward, mangling her
clit against his hard groin. "Oooooh, shit!" she squealed.

"You're rippin' my fuckin' tits off!" She slammed down, making her
uncle groan.

Harry released her tits, and he kneaded her quivering body until his
big hands spanned her wiggling hips. He jerked her back and forth, his
cock gliding in and out of her wet pulsing cunt. "Cream, honey. Cream
my fuckin' prick."

"Yessss, Uncle Harry!" she wailed, swinging her tits back and forth.
She dangled her small fleshy tits over his mouth and twisted her hips.
"Bite! Bite off my fuckin' nipples."

Harry lifted his head, latched his teeth sadistically onto one swollen
nipple and chewed. Crissy screamed. He lifted his ass from the rug,
fucking his cock into her cunt. Crissy howled.

"Yeahhhhh!" she cried out, the pain from Harry's chewing teeth fanning
the flames of passion raging in her cock-stuffed pussy. "I love it.
Oooooh, holy Jesus! I love it!"

Harry turned Crissy's creamy tits to a glistening red. Teeth marks
blotched her flesh. He sucked one nipple, chewing the tip, his hands
mauling her jiggling hips. His cock felt as if it were going to burst.
"Crissy," he groaned. "Cream!"

Crissy was bouncing crazily on her uncle's cock. Each fuck-stab felt as
if he were ripping into her belly. She jerked her shoulders and
screamed as Harry's teeth sunk into her sensitive nipple.

Harry grabbed his niece, held her lithe trembling body and rolled her
over onto her back. Grinning, he stared down at her face. "Now, you're
gonna cum, you crazy little bitch."

"Fuck me," she whimpered. "Fuck me." She lunged up and ground her clit
against his groin. "Make me cum all over your cock."

Harry eased his cock from her pussy, then jabbed forward, the head of
his prick spearing the hot scalding depths of her pussy. He did it
again, watching his niece writhe in ecstasy beneath him. "How's that,
Crissy?" he rasped, his voice ragged.

"Unnnn, more!" She clawed his shoulders and chest, her hips grinding
her clit against his groin. "Fuck me!"

Harry slammed her back onto the carpet. Crissy's screams followed each
vicious jab. Lust ate away at his brain and he fucked her young body
blindly, carrying them both to the peak.

"Harder! Harder!" she shrieked, battling her uncle, meeting his thrusts
with upward humps. "Oooooh, Uncle Harry!"

Crissy twisted and squirmed, her ass scraping against the nap of the
rug. She caught his rhythm, fucking herself insanely on his skewering
prick. Her small tits, still red and sore, jiggled with each gasping
breath she took. "I'm almost there!"

Harry obliged his niece's shrieking cries. He fucked into her pussy,
his cock a battering ram, slamming her twisting hot sizzling body back
onto the rug. "Crissy," he grunted. "Sweet ... Crissy!"

His cock swelled, ready to burst. It throbbed, the blood surging
through his prick shaft at the boiling point. His balls rumbled, ached
with the heavy load of cum that churned inside. "Cum!"

Twisting and squirming her hips, she clawed her uncle's arms. For a
second, she seemed to freeze, then went into her orgasm. "I'm cumming!
I'm creamin' ... Uncle Harry!"

Her climax ripped through her cunt as she slammed up against her
uncle's pounding groin. Cum gushed from the pulsing walls of her
exploding pussy, bathing Harry's hard throbbing cock. "I'm cumming!
Oooooh, keep fuckin' me!"

Harry rode the fury of his teenaged niece's orgasm. He fucked her, his
cock keeping her in a wild state of screaming bliss. The hot cum of her
pussy and the pulsing muscles that attacked his stabbing cock shaft
brought him to the edge. His balls erupted.

"I'm cumming," he roared, his deep ragged voice filling the room. "I'm
cumming!" Hot white cum spewed from his pisser, splattering the steamy
depths of Crissy's climaxing cunt. He jabbed, grinding her into the
carpet as another hot spraying stream of cum shot from his cock and
flooded his niece's fuck hole.

They slammed against each other, their pounding bodies slapping noisily
together each time Crissy lunged up and Harry slammed her back. Harry's
deep grunts blended with Crissy's wailing screams. His cum squirted
into her cunt, mixing with the gushing cum from her pulsing pussy
walls.

"Oooooh, I'm still cumming!" Crissy cried. The hot sticky mixture of
their cum gushed from her pussy. "Fuck me! Fuck me!"

Harry drove her twisting body back onto the floor. His cock sliced
through the oozing goo, fucking deep, his balls still churning out more
of his white thick jizz.

"Ooooh, I feel your cum!" she screamed. "I'm so full!" She went insane.
Her young lithe body wrenched and twisted beneath her uncle's powerful
frame. She clung to him with her arms, wrapped her legs around his
jabbing hips, and pounded his back with her heels.

"Keep making me cream!" She jerked up, slamming her young body against
his hard frame. Her hips bucked and rolled while her cunt exploded
again. "I'm still cumming!"

Harry's balls rumbled, his grunts turning to gasps as the child beneath
him tried to drain his body. His hips lunged forward and his arms gave
out. He crushed her beneath him, his cock fucking violently in and out
of her cunt. "Crissy! Crissy!"

Crissy threw herself against his pounding body. Another jolt of passion
caromed through her pussy. She stiffened and trembled, her entire body
feeling as if it were going to break. Her mouth opened, but nothing
came out except garbled gasps of joy. "Aghhh!"

Harry groaned, his prick and balls empty. His hot sexy niece had
drained him completely. He rolled off, his chest heaving as he sucked
air into his lungs.

"Ooooh, Uncle Harry," she purred. She squeezed her thighs together and
felt the cum squish inside her pussy.

"We better get dressed," Harry said. He sat up, reaching for his
clothes. "Your father will be home soon."

Crissy giggled. "We have plenty of time." She scrambled to her feet,
spread her legs and offered her uncle her hand. "Come on up to my
bedroom. I got a surprise for you."

"Better make it quick," Harry said, getting to his feet. "Your father
will bust my head open if he catches us."

Crissy took his hand, and she led him to the stairs. "I think you're
going to like my surprise."

Harry nodded, his gaze glued to her small wiggling ass as they climbed
the stairs. "Just make it quick, honey."

Crissy threw open the door to the bedroom, then led her uncle inside.
"Say hello to Daddy, Uncle Harry." She giggled and stepped aside.

"Holy Christ!" Harry groaned. He stood dead in his tracks, staring at
his brother, who lay on the bed between Tammy's parted thighs.
"Goddamn!"

Tammy waved, her face flushed and her tits jiggling. "Hi, Uncle Harry,"
she cooed, her hips squirming as her father licked his tongue up
through her pussy.

Douglas pulled his head out from between Tammy's long parted legs. He
leered at his brother, a wide lewd grin on his juice-stained face.
"Glad you could join us, Harry. These two hot little nymphos are too
much for just one man."

Harry groaned, his head reeling as he plopped into a chair. "I always
wondered if you were making it with your kids."

"We just started last night," Crissy giggled, dropping into her uncle's
lap. She rubbed her bare ass against his limp prick. "Let's watch. When
Daddy's done, you can fuck Tammy."

"Mmmmm, I'd love that," Tammy purred, her tongue flicking out over her
lips.

Douglas stroked his fingers through Tammy's wet pussy. Hot cream coated
his fingers. "How did you like making it with Crissy?" Douglas asked.

Harry fondled Crissy's small plump tits. "She's fantastic." He dropped
his hand between her thighs. "I sure would have liked bustin' her
cherry."

Douglas grinned. "No more cherries in this house. I took care of them
last night."

"Ooooh, Daddy," Tammy moaned. "Lick me off while I look at Uncle
Harry." She squirmed on the bed. "You wanna watch me cum, Uncle Harry?"

"I sure do, Tammy," he said, ogling the teenager's large tits. "Then
I'll fuck you."

"Ooooh, Uncle Harry," Tammy crooned. She humped up, her pussy pulsing
against her father's jabbing fingers. "Eat me, Daddy."

"Eat her, Doug," Harry groaned. "Prime her pussy for my cock."

Crissy squirmed on her uncle's lap and rubbed her tits against his
chest, her mouth showering his face with kisses. "Eat her, Daddy, then
I'll suck you off."

Douglas pulled his fingers from his daughter's cunt. "I'll make the
little nympho scream her fuckin' head off." "Yes, Daddy. Make me
crazy!" Tammy writhed on her back, her pussy dripping, overheated and
pulsing for her father's tongue.

Douglas forgot about Harry and Crissy. He turned around and stared at
Tammy's cunt. "Now where was I?"

"You had your mouth on my cunt and your tongue in my fuck hole," Tammy
said.

"Ummmm, I remember now." He dropped his head back between Tammy's
juice-stained thighs. The sweet succulent scent of her pussy attacked
his nostrils. "Nice tender cuntmeat."

"Ooooh, stop teasing me, Daddy," Tammy moaned. "Eat me!" Her green eyes
flashed, leering at her uncle. "I'm so hot for your cock, Uncle Harry."

Douglas plunged his tongue into his daughter's pussy, sucking the puffy
folds into his mouth and chewed. Warm sudsy pussycream flowed over his
face and into his mouth. He chewed harder, making his daughter wail
with pleasure.

"I'm creaming, Daddy!" Tammy wailed, her eyes fixed on her uncle. "I'm
creaming!" She humped, her tits jiggling, her ass squiggling on the
bed. "Ooooh, Daddy! You're chewing me up!"

Douglas' tongue flashed up through Tammy's wet seeping cunt gash. A
glistening flow of pussy-cream drenched his tongue, his face, and
dribbled down his neck. He swirled the buttery ooze around Tammy's
swollen cuntlips, then sucked deep. She was delicious. It wasn't every
man who had two young girls to fuck and suck.

Orgasms skimmed through Tammy's pussy. The inside of her cunt
contracted, gripping an imaginary cock. She rotated her hips and ground
her cunt into her father's mouth. "Ooooh, Daddy! I'm cumming all over
your face."

Douglas whipped his tongue over her clit, then sucked it into his
mouth. As he chewed, Tammy's squeals of pleasure grew louder. Holding
her clit with his teeth, he lashed the tip with his tongue.

Tammy was out of her skull. Having an audience drove her wild. "I'm
creaming!" she screamed. "Watch me!"

Douglas slipped his hands under Tammy's jiggling ass. He mauled her
flesh and chomped on her pussy. Cum flowed over his face, into his
mouth. He chewed harder, his head shaking from side to side, her clit
trapped between his teeth.

"Daddy! Daddy!" Tammy's big creamy tits were flopping. She grabbed
them, squeezed, then screamed as her father's teeth sunk into her
pulsing blood-engorged clit. "Aghhhh! Don't stop now, Daddy!"

Saliva drooled from her panting mouth. Her green eyes stared at Crissy
and her uncle. Her hips twisted, her ass humped, and she clawed the
sheet with her nails. "Oooooh, don't ever stop, Daddy!"

Douglas gnawed roughly on her clit. The taste of his daughter's pussy
was fantastic. He sucked her clit, plunged his tongue into her fuck
hole and felt her muscles try to capture him. He dug his blunt fingers
into the cheeks of her ass, found her crack and shoved one finger in.

"Aghhhhh, Daddy!" Humping wildly, Tammy bucked her hips, mashing her
cunt into her father's mouth as she jerked back and twisted on his ass-
stabbing finger. "I'm cumming, Daddy! Oooooh, I'm so fuckin' hot!"

She arched her back and shuddered. "Ahhh!" Another spasm racked her
young overheated body. She lifted her ass, jerked, then crashed back to
the bed. "Now, Uncle Harry."

Douglas pulled his cum-stained face away from his daughter's pussy.
"She's all yours, Harry. Fuck her to death."

Crissy leaped off her uncle's lap, and Harry hurried to the bed, his
cock stiff, throbbing for the hot red-haired cunt of his niece.

Douglas sat in the chair, allowing Crissy to lick his face clean.

Ten minutes later, Tammy and her uncle screamed as their bodies
exploded in orgasm. Douglas' voice joined in the chorus as Crissy's
gobbling mouth sucked his cum from his balls.

The two men spent the day in bed, sharing and enjoying Crissy and her
sister, Tammy.

Chapter 8

Crissy tingled with excitement as she stood in the shower, the hot
water beating against her tits. She lathered her pussy and ass with
sweet-smelling soap. "Ooooh, shit!" she gasped, the rough washcloth
rubbing against her sensitive clit.

She soaped her tits, sighing as her nipples swelled and ached for her
father's mouth. Leaning back against the tiled shower stall, she rinsed
her tits. Spasms rippled through her hot young body as she rinsed her
cunt and ass.

By the time she had stepped out of the shower and dried herself, she
was sizzling hot, her pussy frothy with juice. She padded into the
bedroom and looked at her naked body in the mirror.

Five days ago she had thought no man would want a child. She had
learned differently. Her father and uncle were crazy about her body and
couldn't get enough of it. "Mmmm," she purred. "Today, I'll have them
all to myself."

"Ooooh, God," she sighed. It was what she had wanted since recruiting
her uncle into the sex games with her father and sister. Tammy, she
knew, would be gone all day and her father and uncle were downstairs
waiting. It blew her mind.

She fluffed her blonde hair, then slipped a pair of black-lace
crotchless panties on. The lace tickled her exposed clit, sending goose
bumps up and down her spine. She slipped on the matching bra, the front
cut out so that her pink nipples could peek out erotically. She had
bought the sexy things yesterday, knowing she would have her father and
uncle to herself today.

To keep her surprise a secret, she pulled a robe on and left the
bedroom, tying the sash tightly around her slim waist as she hurried
down the stairs for an afternoon of fantastic sex.

Douglas was at the bar, sipping beer. Harry was on the couch, a drink
in his hand. Both turned to face Crissy as she strolled into the living
room.

"What took you so long?" Doug asked, leering hotly at his young
daughter.

"Yeah, honey," Harry said. "You getting yourself off in the shower?"

Crissy giggled, shivering under the ogling gazes of her father and
uncle. "I was washing my pussy and asshole," she said with a wink. She
joined her father at the bar, poured herself a stiff drink, then gulped
down half of it.

"Don't get drunk, baby," Douglas said. "It dulls the senses." He leaned
over and kissed his little daughter on the mouth.

Crissy sucked his tongue, then pulled away. "Just a little buzz," she
giggled. "It makes fuckin' around more fun."

"You hiding anything under that robe?" Harry asked, his hand on his
crotch.

"A surprise," she cooed, finishing her drink. She rubbed her father's
crotch. "Mmmm, you're hard already."

"I get hard every time you come into the room," Doug said. He finished
his beer and joined Harry on the couch.

"You hard, too, Uncle Harry?" Crissy purred. She stood in the center of
the living room, both men giving her their undivided attention.

"Hard as a rock, honey," he said. "You can check anytime you want."

"I will," she giggled. "Soon." Crissy swooned. Today was going to be
the best day of her life.

She parted her robe, giving the two horny men a peek at what was
underneath. Her heart was pounding and her pussy was on fire.

Doug gulped back the lump in his throat, his eyes fixed on his luscious
daughter as the robe opened completely. "Crissy. God, you're gorgeous."

Crissy licked her lips and slipped the robe off her shoulders. It
melted to the floor and she shuddered as tiny orgasms rippled through
her cunt.

"Damn," Harry groaned. "You're better than any woman, Crissy." His eyes
bugged out as he leered at his young sexy niece.

Crissy paraded around the room, modeling for her father and uncle.
"There's no crotch," she said, parting her legs. "You can fuck me with
my panties on if you want."

"My cock feels like a rock," Harry said, his eyes devouring his niece.

"Mine, too," Doug said, enjoying the sight of his beautiful daughter.

"I'm creaming," Crissy moaned. "God, the way you two are looking at me,
I can't help but cream."

She walked over to them. "Rip off my bra, Daddy." She took a deep
breath and waited.

Douglas grabbed the flimsy material and yanked. It came away in his
hand, baring her plump creamy tits. "Baby," he rasped.

She shook her tits and rubbed them against her father's hand. "Play
with 'em," she moaned, enjoying the attention of both men. "Pinch 'em."

Her father pinched her nipple. He grabbed her creamy flesh, pawing her
as his cock throbbed in his pants.

"You, too, Uncle Harry." She trembled as her uncle mauled her other
tit. It was great not having to share her father and uncle with Tammy.

She wiggled her hips, her blonde hair swishing across her face. "Make
me hot!" she gasped, tingling under the pawing hands of her father and
uncle. "Make me cream."

Harry kneaded one plump tit, his cock aching. "Come on, honey. Let's
get down to some action."

"Yeah, baby," Douglas said. He grabbed her panties in a fit of passion,
tearing them from her hot little body. The sight of her blonde-haired
pussy made his balls rumble.

"Ooooh, Daddy," she giggled, stepping back out of their pawing hands.
"Look what you've done." She turned around, jiggling the cheeks of her
ass.

Harry reached out, mauling her ass, his finger teasing at the crack of
her asshole. "I'm gonna fuck your ass today, Crissy."

Crissy gasped and shoved back, allowing her uncle's finger to invade
the tight narrow canal of her shitter. "Oooooh, I know! I know!"

She moved away and faced them. "Take off your clothes," she squealed.

Quickly, both men stripped, their long thick cocks stabbing out from
their hairy groins.

Crissy gasped, feasting her eyes on their cocks. Today, they both
belonged to her and she intended to savor every minute of it. She was
in her glory.

"I'm gonna suck you both off," she said, her blue eyes glowing with
passion. Crissy dropped to her knees, and she crawled to her father and
uncle. She straightened up, grabbed both pricks, one in each hand, and
stroked them. "Ooooh, so much cockmeat for me to eat."

Harry groaned as he felt her hot breath on the head of his bloated
cock. "Suck it, Crissy. Get it nice and hard for your asshole."

"Me, too," Douglas groaned, his hips jerking his prick through his
daughter's fist.

Crissy brought her mouth to her uncle's cock, closed her lips around
his bloated prick head and sucked. A thick drop of precum oozed into
her mouth and she smeared it over her lips and the head of her uncle's
prick. "You're seeping, Uncle Harry," she cooed, after taking her mouth
off his prick.

She brought her mouth back to her uncle's prick, then sucked deep,
enjoying his groans of pleasure. She squeezed her father's prick,
jerking his cockshaft with long sensuous strokes.

Douglas looked down at his daughter as she sucked his brother's prick.
It seemed like only yesterday that she was an innocent baby. Now she
was more of a woman than anyone he had ever known. "My turn," he
rasped. "Don't forget me."

Crissy popped her mouth off her uncle's prick. "I could never forget
you, Daddy." She tugged on both pricks, then squiggled over to her
father's cock and soaked it with her tongue. "Mmmm, delicious."

Douglas jerked, driving his prick into her mouth, his cockhead spearing
her throat.

Crissy sunk her teeth into his cockshaft. She pulled back, dragging her
teeth along his prick. "Get on the floor. It'll be easier for me."

Douglas dropped to the floor on his back, his prick stabbing the air.
"Come and get it, baby."

Crissy crawled over between his legs. She looked back at her uncle.
"Play with my pussy and ass," she purred, "while I suck Daddy."

"Whatever you want, honey. It's your party." Harry got down on the
floor, fondled his niece's ass and slim hips. He smoothed his hands
over her back and watched as she lowered her head to his brother's
prick.

Crissy gobbled the head of her father's cock into her mouth. One deep
noisy suck brought his bell-shaped cockhead into her throat. She didn't
stop. Gobbling voraciously, she took his prick to the root, stopping
only when her lips were mashed against the hair of his groin.

"Ahhh, baby," Douglas groaned. He lunged up, stabbing his prick into
her gullet. Each jab mashed his daughter's lips onto his groin.

Crissy scratched her nails like a cat over her father's hairy stomach.
She gulped on his lunging prick, breathing hard through her nose each
time he pierced her throat. She used her teeth and gnawed on his
drilling cockshaft.

Harry dipped his hands between Crissy's thighs, stroking his fingers
along the wet puffy gash of her pussy. Warm sticky cunt-cream flowed
over his hand. "She's soaked, Doug," he groaned. "A fuckin' furnace
ready to be fucked."

Crissy popped her mouth off her father's prick. "Not yet, Uncle Harry.
Finger me first. Make me crazy!" She tilted her head and gobbled on the
length of her father's prick.

Harry jabbed three fingers into his niece's cunt, then twisted his
fingers, the blunt tips gouging at the spongy walls of her fuckhole.

"Ahhhh!" Crissy gasped, her head snapping back. "Keep fingering me! My
asshole, too!"

Harry grinned and shook his head in amazement as he watched her writhe
under his jabbing fingers. "You got a great daughter, Doug." He jabbed
the sopping walls of her cunt, his prick aching to be in her ass.

Crissy was in heaven. "Ooooh, Daddy. Uncle Harry is making me crazy!"
She wiggled her hips and jammed back. "Tell him to finger my ass! Get
it ready for your cock, Uncle Harry!"

Doug reached down, grabbed her thick blonde hair and forced his prick
into her mouth. "Eat it, baby. Make me harder." He lunged up, fucking
her throat. Groaning, he collapsed back on the floor, twitching as her
teeth gnawed away at his throbbing cockshaft.

Crissy sucked, gnawed and whipped her tongue over and around his
cockshaft. She was in bliss as she enjoyed both her father and uncle.

Working her ass in tight jerky circles, she ground back at her uncle's
plunging fingers. She feasted on her father's prick, eager for her
uncle to ream her ass and prime it for his cock.

Harry jabbed a finger into Crissy's tight asshole. He twisted his
finger, gouging at the dry walls of her narrow shitter. He raked both
his niece's fuckholes, watching her hips jerk and twist as his cock
throbbed to take the place of his fingers.

Doug humped up, blindly fucking his prick in and out of his daughter's
throat. "Baby," he groaned. "Chew me! Aghhh!"

Crissy lost her mind. She sucked, sinking her teeth into her father's
cockshaft, shoved back and massaged her uncle's buried fingers with her
pussy and asshole muscles. Gasping moans gurgled deep in her throat.
Spittle dribbled from her mouth, down her father's prickshaft as she
bobbed her head rapidly up and down.

Harry pulled his fingers from her body and watched as she went into
spasms. Grinning lewdly, he took his juice-stained fingers and rammed
them into her ass, stretching her shitter wide, preparing it for his
long thick cock.

With three fingers stuffed in her ass, Crissy snapped her head away
from her father's cock. "Ayieeee!" she squealed. She stared at her
father, her face red with passion, her blue eyes glassy and dilated.
"He's fingering my asshole, Daddy!"

"Chew me, baby. Get me ready for your pussy."

"I'll prime her, Doug," Harry groaned. With his fingers still buried in
Crissy's asshole, he aimed his throbbing cock at her pussy. "Here,
Crissy, feed on this awhile." He jabbed, stabbing his prick in to the
root with one fast lunge.

Crissy almost collapsed. She dropped her head, swallowing her father's
prick into her mouth. She chewed, pulled back and gasped for air.
"Ooooh, Daddy. He's fuckin' me! He's fuckin' me!" She swooned, her blue
eyes glazed.

Harry ripped into her pussy, cunt juice greasing his prickshaft. It
flowed over his jabbing cock, bathing it, greasing it for her asshole.
"I think she's ready," he grunted, fucking his prick in and out of her
cunthole, his fingers plunging into her ass.

"I am ready!" Crissy gasped. "Ready for both your cocks." Dazed,
passion bubbling in her veins, she jerked forward, forcing her uncle's
cock and fingers to pop out of her cunt and asshole. "A double fuck!"
she cried. "Ooooh, God!"

Crissy began to shake. She stared first at her father's spit-soaked
prick, then at her uncle's cream-coated cock. She straddled her father,
then plunged down, burying his cock to the root. "Ahhhh!" Her cunt
contracted, gripping her father's prick. "Ooooh, Daddy! Daddy!"

Douglas grabbed his daughter's plump tits and squeezed. He pulled her
forward, his cock throbbing inside her steamy pussy. "Now, baby. It's
time you really learned what it's like to be a woman."

Crissy's eyes popped. Her mouth dropped open. "Yessss!" she wailed.
"Ooooh, yesss!"

Harry crawled behind his niece, his prick swinging, coated in the soupy
froth of her pussy. He grabbed her jerking hips and saw the base of his
brother's cock, the rest buried up inside her pussy. Warm cream oozed
out from her clinging cuntlips, down over Doug's balls.

"Hurry, Uncle Harry!" she sobbed drunkenly. She wriggled her ass, the
frantic action grinding her clit against her father's hard groin.

"Ooooh, Daddy! Make him hurry!" She rolled her hips from side to side,
twisting her clit against his groin. "Make him hurry!"

"Stop jerkin' your fuckin' ass," Harry groaned, his prick throbbing,
his cockhead seeping.

"Ooooh, Uncle Harry," she moaned. "I can't stop. Daddy's cock feels too
good!" She humped on her father's cock, her cunt muscles twitching
around his buried hard-on.

Harry pawed her hips, gripping them tightly in his hands, holding her
steady for a second. He jabbed, the head of his cock slicing through
the tight wrinkled crack of her asshole. He stabbed again, burying half
his cock in her shitter.

"Aghhhh!" Crissy jerked like a wildcat. "All of it! Every fuckin'
inch!" She shoved back, trying to capture his prick.

Harry slammed in again. The juicy cream of Crissy's pussy had done the
trick. His entire cock ripped into her asshole, his groin now flush
with her creamy asscheeks. He eased back, then drove forward again, his
cock fucking easily through the tight ring of her ass.

Crissy leered at her father's face. "Ooooh, Daddy! He's so deep! Ooooh,
it feels so good." She was drunk with passion, reeling under the double
pleasure of having both her uncle's and father's cocks buried up inside
her scalding body. "Oooooh! Fuck me! Fuck me!"

Doug mauled her tits, his cock throbbing up inside her pussy. "We're
gonna cream you, baby."

"I know, Daddy!" she gasped. "I know!" She was delirious. Spit drooled
from her mouth. "I love it!" It was fantastic and she couldn't wait
until their hot cum flooded her body.

Harry's head was spinning. His cock was buried to the hilt, the muscles
of her ass clutching his prickshaft like a hot vise. He parted her
creamy asscheeks and leered at his buried prick and the tight muscle of
her asshole wrapped around his cockshaft. He jerked back and felt her
muscles tug greedily to keep him buried.

"Put it back!" Crissy wailed hysterically. She worked her hips in a
flurry of frenzied circles. "Rip open my ass!"

Harry glanced down at his brother and nodded. He lunged forward,
driving his cock deep into her ass. At the same time, Douglas slammed
up, ramming his prick deep into her pussy. The two vicious jabs almost
split the screaming teenager in two. They fucked her violently, her
screams of joy filling the living room.

Crissy snapped her head from side to side, her blonde hair whipping
across her crimson face. "Ooooh, Daddy! Uncle Harry!" She absorbed
their hard punishing jabs, thrived on them, battled back, squeezing
every ounce of pleasure from her first double fuck. "Faster, Daddy!
Harder, Uncle Harry! Fuck me! Oooooh, God, I'm goin' crazy!"

Harry ravaged his niece's asshole with hard stabbing thrusts. His
balls, crammed with cum, slapped painfully against her quivering body.
He growled, his face twisting into a mask of sheer lust. He gritted his
teeth, his lips drawing back, giving his face a maniacal look. Harder
and harder, he plunged his prick in and out of her tight gripping
shitter, grunting with each powerful fuck-stab.

Douglas lunged up, slamming his prick into her hot pulsing pussy. With
his brother's prick jabbing her asshole, it made his daughter's pussy
that much tighter. His ass lifted off the floor as he groaned, then
thudded back as Crissy ground her clit against his groin. "Baby. Sweet
... Crissy!" He drilled his prick into her pussy as hot sudsy cream
greased his cockshaft and soaked his balls.

Crissy twisted and churned, bucking like a crazed animal between them.
She saw the passion in her father's face, then turned her head and saw
the same lust in her uncle's eyes. "Oooooh, God!" she cried, knowing
she was turning them both into madmen bent on ripping her apart.
"Ooooh, God in heaven!"

"Harder! Harder!" she screamed as they fucked her with fast demanding
thrusts. She went wild, her body jerking frantically under the
devastating attack. "Oooooh, Christ! I'm goin' out of my fuckin' mind!"

At the mercy of their stabbing cocks, Crissy found their rhythm, caught
the demanding pace and climbed screaming to the peak. "Ooooh, I'm
getting close! So damn fuckin' close!"

Douglas fucked his prick into her pussy, slamming in and out of her
gripping cunthole, his ass whacking into the carpet each time she
slammed back down on his cock. He held her tits, twisted them and made
her scream. He watched her face contort with lust. It swelled his cock,
rumbled the cum in his balls.

Harry thrust forward, driving Crissy against Douglas' lunging body,
mashing her clit on his groin. Each jab brought him closer to emptying
his balls. "Soon, my hot little bitch!" he roared, his prick engorged
with blood and throbbing in the narrow hole of her shitter. "Soon!"

Crissy was swooning. She felt the pressure of her climax mount in her
cunt. She felt each fuck-stab of their cocks. She felt them swell
inside her holes, stretching her beyond anything she had ever dreamed
of. It was going to happen and it blew her mind. "Oooooh, cream me!
Cream me!"

She stared at her father as his hands kneaded her tits. "Uncle Harry's
gonna cum, Daddy! He's ready to cream my ass!"

Harry let out a deep roar. His balls rumbled, then exploded. The hot
cum churning in his balls shot through his bloated cockshaft. It
squirted from his pisser like a hot geyser, flooding the narrow canal
of Crissy's shitter. "I'm cumming! Aghhhh, Crissy!"

"He's creaming me, Daddy! He's creaming my asshole!" Her virgin asshole
gulped at Harry's squirting cock. "He's squirting me, Daddy! Ahhhh ...
a ... hot ... enema!"

She bucked under her uncle's spurting cock, using her muscles to milk
his plowing prick. "More! More!" she screamed greedily. "Drown me!"

Harry was out of his skull. He pounded his niece with hard blind fuck-
stabs. His balls rumbled, then erupted again, spewing thick stringy
wads of jizz into her asshole. "Crissy!" he bellowed, his cum greasing
her shitter for faster speed. "I'm creaming!"

Harry lashed at her twisting body, his balls sore as they whacked her
ass. He went faster, his cum keeping her asshole slippery. He held her
hips and fucked, his prick constantly squirting her ass as he grunted.

Crissy crashed forward, her clit a mangled mass of raw meat. She
twisted and ground her clit against her father's groin. Spasms racked
her body. "Cum, Daddy! Cream my pussy!"

She worked her ass in quick frenzied jerks, keeping her uncle's cock
buried and squirting hot cum into her asshole. She used her cunt
muscles to make her father cream her pussy. Hot contractions swept
through her cunt and she felt her father's body stiffen and knew he was
ready. She was, too.

"Daddy! Daddy!" An orgasm erupted deep in her cunt. "I'm cumming!
Creaming!" She bucked as her orgasm caromed through her cock-stuffed
cunthole. "Cum! Cum!"

Douglas saw the lust twist his daughter's face. He felt the fury of her
climaxing cunt against his fucking prick. He glanced at his brother
fucking her ass and enjoyed the shuddering spasms that shook his
daughter.

Douglas lunged up. His cock exploded. Hot cum spewed from his pisser.
Thick globs flooded her cunt. "I'm cumming, baby! I'm cumming!"

"Ahhhh!" she wailed, her cunt filling with cum, mixing with her own hot
creamy juices. His cum squirted into her pussy, triggering another
explosive orgasm in her. Thrashing and screaming, she climaxed again.

"I'm cumming all over your cock, Daddy!" She bucked. "Oooooh, I'm
creaming!"

Douglas' cock blasted out thick wads of cum. He flooded her overheated
pussy, mixing his sticky cum with her bubbling juices. Squishy noises
blended with her cries of joy each time he fucked his cock through her
cum-stuffed cunt.

Their thick spurting cocks slammed into Crissy's climaxing body. They
fucked her, grunting and panting as she creamed. Two thick cocks
sprayed her fuckholes with cum. Jizz oozed from her pussy and seeped
from her jiggling ass. Cum trickled down her crack, coated both sets of
thick-skinned balls.

"I can't stop cumming, Daddy," she shrieked at the top of her lungs.
"Oooooh, I can't stop!" Her head snapped from side to side, her blonde
hair lashing across her father's face and her own. She twisted her
shoulders. Her father's hands pulled and mauled her tits. Her clit,
mashed against her father's groin, was raw and pulsing, sending hot
spasms through her cunt.

Harry matched his niece's bucking jerks. He lunged hard, fucking his
prick into her ass at a reckless pace. His balls rumbled, their spewing
load of jizz almost gone. He mangled the soft flesh of her hips and
plowed her hot body with all the strength he possessed.

Harry's back stiffened. He shuddered, gulping for air, his chest
heaving. His cock was buried to the hilt, her ass keeping him a
prisoner.

"Don't take it out!" she screeched, her hips rotating frantically. She
wrenched her body and slammed her pussy down on her father's cock,
grinding her clit on his groin. Another orgasm rifled through her
pussy.

Harry was exhausted. He dropped back, his cum-coated cock popping from
her tight ass. He saw his cum dribbling from her ass. "Jesus," he
rasped, falling back on the floor to watch her ride her father.

With her asshole empty, Crissy rode her father's cunt-splitting cock
with wild abandonment. Quick jerks and frenzied twists had her howling
as Douglas spurted wad after wad of cum into her pussy. Her head
twisted, her eyes glazed, she stared at her uncle while she continued
to grind her clit on her father's groin.

Tammy came in the door and froze in her tracks. Her eyes took in the
scene at a glance. It blew her mind. "Jesus," she mumbled, stripping
off her clothes as quickly as possible. She joined her uncle on the
floor, saw his spent cock, knew where it had been, and gobbled it into
her mouth.

Crissy was too busy cumming to notice. She pounded her body against her
father's, almost tearing her tits from her chest in her crazed wild
contortions. "Daddy! Daddy!" she wailed.

Douglas arched his back. "Baby!" His hands slipped to her gyrating
hips. He drove his hips up, fucking her cunt as his strength began to
ebb. "Ooooh, baby!"

Cum gushed from her cushiony pussy walls. It drenched his prick.
"Daddy!" She hammered her body onto his, then collapsed, panting and
drooling, her mouth fused to his neck.

Douglas held his daughter as she trembled in his arms. "You're a woman
now," he whispered, stroking her back.

Tammy pulled her mouth from her uncle's cock and she crawled over to
Crissy and her father. She pushed Crissy off and attacked her father's
cock, sucking him clean.

Crissy fell back onto the floor, cum oozing from both her fuck holes.
She sighed, stared blankly up at the ceiling.

Tammy finished with her father, then turned her attention to Crissy.
"Now you!" she gasped.

"Oooh, no," Crissy moaned, but it was too late. Tammy was already
between her legs, sucking her father's cum from her pussy.

Tammy's mouth gobbled hungrily, drawing out every wad of her father's
cum from Crissy's pussy. Crazed with what she had seen, she rolled
Crissy over, attacked her ass and feasted on her uncle's cum as it
oozed from Crissy's ass.

Finished with them all, she sat up. "Now, it's my turn."

Both men groaned.

Crissy staggered to her feet. The day had been perfect. She didn't care
if Tammy enjoyed the same pleasures. She giggled, blew them all a kiss
and left. Today, she had really become a woman.

                                 The End

n amount of guilt thinking that I might in reality be the biggest slut in school.

By the time I reached high school, I still had not had any real relationships. I had kissed a few boys and held a few hands in the halls, but nothing more. I was still masturbating, now usually twice a day and I couldn’t get enough. It was almost like a ritual for me. I would lay naked on my back and rub my budding breasts with one hand while pushing the middle finger of my other hand in and out of my tight hairless pussy. It felt sexy to shave my pubic hair so I kept it shaved all the time. My breasts were larger than most of my friend’s and I must have had a nice ass because my friends would always comment on it enviously. I only weighed about 120 pounds and kept myself in good shape. I guess I was pretty, although I didn’t attract many of my male classmates. It was at least a little my fault I guess. It was during high school that I discovered I really wasn’t attracted to boys my age, and I probably pushed them away without realizing. It was the girls my age that I found more appealing. I knew I wasn’t a lesbian, though I guess you could say I was bisexual. I most fantasized about older men. It was amazing to me, but I would find my mind thinking about a male teacher at school, or a friend’s dad as I fondled my clit and fingered my pussy.

By the time I was a junior in high school, I was sexually frustrated. Masturbation was no longer completely satisfying my urges and my mind was always preoccupied with sex. Even so, I still was not attracted to the boys and I wanted to do something to try and get my mind off sex. Instead, I sent into effect a series of events that would turn my almost dead sex life into an unbelievably wild life of a whore. I decided to go out for the weight lifting team that year. It was early November when my best friend Emily began talking to me about joining.

"Becca, you should really come lift with me. You would do good in your weight class," she said.

"I don’t know Em, it just seems like a boy’s sport to me."

"Not really," she said, "A lot of girls do it too. We just compete against each other and the perks are great."

"What perks?" I asked.

"Well there’s a lot of perks. For starters, you get to wear these tight little suits that show off your body great. And, you get to meet a lot of boys. The guys wear the suits too and they look great in them. And then there’s coach Griffin."

I knew immediately what she meant. Coach Griffin was the weight lifting coach and the best looking teacher in the school. He was in his mid-thirties and had recently been divorced. He was tall and muscular and always had the girls in school laughing at his jokes and his comments about them. Don’t get me wrong, he had never been with any of the girls as far as I knew, but everyone was smitten with him. The rumor around the halls was that he was very well-endowed, but no one had any proof that I knew of.

"I’m still not sure if it’s my thing Em. Let me think about it, ok?"

That night it was all I could think about. I had seen the outfits they wear and I always wanted to try one. I thought they looked so sexy. I also couldn’t get Coach Griffin out of my head and I fingered myself three times that night imagining what his cock must look like, and how big it was. In my fantasy, it was the biggest in the world, and I imagined him pushing it in and out of my pussy as he sucked on my sensitive little nipples. I knew the next morning I would be signing up.

It was a Friday and I went to Emily’s house after school to stay the night. We had planned it earlier in the week, but now I especially wanted to hear more about weight lifting. After supper, we went to her bedroom and she told me more about it. It sounded good and I told her that I would sign up on Monday. We were both in just our bras and panties (we both wore thong underwear) just like a couple of girls at a slumber party when our conversation turned more personal. I knew Emily was boy-crazy but I didn’t know she was so active until we began to talk.

"I want to tell you something." Emily had a quirky smile on her face as she spoke. "You know I’ve told you that I had sex with Billy the other night, but I didn’t tell you the whole truth."

Now she really had my attention. Emily had been known to put out for the boys and she had told me how she had sex with Billy last weekend in the back of her car. What she told me next took me completely by surprise though.

"I didn’t tell you what happened after Billy and I went back home." I was all ears by this point and coaxed her on as she blushed.

"Well, it was late and we were obviously tired so he asked if I wanted to just stay the night at his house, you know, cause I live way out here in the boonies."

"Sure, go on," I said, waiting intensely for the rest.

"I called my parents and they oked it because Billy’s dad was home. Have you ever met Billy’s dad?" She asked.

"No, I don’t believe so," I said.

"He’s about 40 or so and he really is a good looking guy. Anyway, he and Billy must have a special relationship because as we sat on the couch next to his dad, Billy began to kiss me and run his hands all over me."

I was stunned, "your kidding!" I said, as I waited for more.

"No, I’m not lying. He was all over me and his dad just sat there watching tv. I was very uncomfortable about it but his kissed were making me very horny and soon I forgot his dad was even there."

"Don’t tell me you did it with Billy while his dad was right there!" I couldn’t believe my ears.

"Yes," she said, "and that’s not all." Her face was red as a beet and she was smiling uncontrollably as I coaxed her on again.

"What else!" I asked. The anticipation was unbearable.

"Well, I was sitting between Billy and Mr. Pierce when Billy suddenly leaned back, and unzipped his fly. I was so horny I just reached in and grabbed it without thinking and started to suck on it."

"You’re lying now!" I screamed, as I started to laugh.

"No, I’m serious! I’ve never been that horny before and I forgot about his dad completely until . . . "

Now I was really anxious. What did she mean by that? I could hardly wait as she paused a moment. She must have seen in my face that I was ready to burst when she continued.

"Suddenly I felt a hand on my ass. At first I didn’t think much of it. I figured it was Billy’s hand, until I saw that he had both hands at his side. I looked around just as Mr. Williams was pulling my shorts down!"

"GET OUT!" I screamed, as Emily started to lightly rub her nipples. I hadn’t noticed until then that I had my hand down the front of my underwear, lightly rubbing my clit.

"I’m telling you the truth! It was weird I guess, but being so horny, I just turned my attention back to Billy and let it happen."

She was now really rubbing her tits hard and I slipped a finger into my snatch. We were both playing with ourselves right in front of each other! The story had both our attentions though, and so we just let it be. I decided to probe her for more details and she didn’t disappoint.

She started again, "Well, as I was sucking Billy’s cock, I felt Mr. Williams’s tongue on my pussy. He was really good at oral, so I began moaning uncontrollably. After several minutes I could no longer concentrate on sucking Billy’s dick, so I raised up and made myself more available for his dad."

"YOU DIDN’T!" I yelled as she laughed.

 

"He then raised up and put his cock inside me. God, he was huge! Billy didn’t exactly match up if you know what I mean. It took a while to get going, but he fucked me for several minutes until he and Billy switched places."

"You mean you sucked his cock while Billy fucked you!" I asked, completely mesmerized by it all.

"Yeah, and I could barely fit the head in my mouth. Anyway, this went on for quite a while with them switching positions. At one point I was bouncing on top of Mr. Williams’s cock while Billy fucked my mouth. I feel like a real whore telling you all of this."

"Well don’t stop now!" I said

She continued, "This went on for a while longer until they were both ready to cum. It was like out of a porno movie or something! I lay down in the floor while they both jacked off into my mouth. They actually came at the same time!"

"YOU SLUT!" I screamed, smiling from ear to ear. I couldn’t believe what I just heard.

"You let them cum in your mouth?!"

"Well . . . Sure!" she answered. "All the guys love it when you let them."

Without hesitation I asked her what it tasted like. She said it really tasted quite good, but was hard to describe.

"It’s not like anything else I’ve tasted, but I kind of like it. It makes me tingle when they cum in my mouth, almost like a mini-orgasm, so I don’t mind at all. I’ve even asked a couple of boys to do it, even though they were embarrassed."

I was beyond horny now as I was desperate to give my clit some attention. Looking back, I think Em must have known the state I was in and her conversation suddenly changed to us.

"Becca; I feel like a real slut telling you this. Seriously, do you or any of the other girls talk about me?"

"No, I think it’s very bold of you to take such adult steps before anyone else in our class. I mean, there is occasional talk about you giving it up, but it’s just the prudes anyway. I love your stories. Besides, who cares what anyone thinks, right?"

"I guess you’re right," she said "I just didn’t want you to think less of me."

I knew she really didn’t care what others thought but I guess we were best friends and she was confiding in me. I reached over and put my hand on her leg for comfort.

"Em, I think you are the greatest." I was trying to be supportive so I leaned over to give her a quick kiss. As I did, I lost my balance a little and my hand slipped all the way up her thigh to her pussy mound. I half-caught myself but not before I found myself in an awkward position. I was on top of her with my hand cupping her mound. Our breasts pushed hard together and our lips were only inches apart. I looked into her eyes and was about to apologize when I noticed a look from her I had never seen. It made me hesitate. I also noticed her panties were soaking wet just like mine. Before I could speak, she raised her lips to mine and gave me a deep kiss. I let my lips part as our tongues met. Her hand came up to caress my breast as I instinctively began to rub my middle finger around her clit. We hadn’t planned it, but because of an erotic story and a slip, we were now so horny, our bodies just took over. I didn’t stop once to wonder if what we were doing was right or wrong or anything. At that moment, I wanted Em and she wanted me. After several minutes, we broke our kiss and not a word was spoken. We were like two wild animals. I raised up and practically tore my bra off as Em did the same. I quickly slid down her body, stopping only briefly to suck her nipple and tongue her bellybutton before I was burying my face in her snatch. Her panties were soaked but tasted good as I licked them up and down over her pussy. Then I pulled the panties to one side exposing her wet little snatch. Her pubic hair was neatly trimmed and I had a full view of her cunt. I quickly began to run my tongue up and down her slit a few times before exposing her clit. It was engorged and hard and I began to suck and lick it with as much skill as I could. I really didn’t know what I was doing, but judging by her moans, it must have been pretty good.

"Oh God Becca! That’s so good! I can’t believe we are doing this!" she moaned.

I just kept licking and sucking the best I could. It wasn’t too long before Emily started to gyrate and her moans became much louder. Her pussy suddenly became very wet with a gush of her juices and I lapped them up until she came back down from her orgasm. I was excited because I knew now it was my turn. I had never been touched by anyone other than myself and I could hardly contain myself.

"That was great Becca!," Em said, "You sure you’ve never done that before?"

"Just shut up and come do me now!" I said half jokingly, half seriously.

I lay back and watched as Em moved closer toward me. I shivered as she ran her tongue up my stomach and rested on my left nipple. She sucked hard and nibbled ever so slightly. I was so horny. I felt her hand reach my mound as she continued to feast on my breasts. She began to finger me, slowly at first, but she quickly sped up the pace. I began to moan loudly as she finally started down to my pussy. When she reached my mound she hooked her arms around my legs and then looked at me. I felt a little uncomfortable making eye contact with her. Suddenly what we were doing seemed really taboo.

"You shave your pussy don’t you?" Em asked. I smiled, but was more than embarrassed.

"Well, so what! It looks like you do a little trimming yourself," she just smiled back at me.

"You’re really going to like this Becca. I’ve been practicing." She said.

I was stunned. "On whooOOOOO . . . OH GOD!!!"

Before I could even finish my sentence, she was feverishly lapping and sucking at my pussy. Her head was moving quickly up and down and side to side. Her hair was swirling around my pubic region wildly. It was so fast and so intense. I have never experienced anything even remotely like it, not even in my more vigorous masturbation sessions. She seemed to know just when to hit my clit and when to let go keeping me at the verge or orgasm for what seemed like forever. I couldn’t control myself as I must have been screaming bloody murder. Finally I couldn’t stand it any more as I raised up enough to grab the back of her head and pull her face hard into my snatch. She took my clit in her lips and sucked hard, at the same time licking it with the tip of her tongue. I felt my orgasm overcome me and I closed my eyes tightly. I fell back and my ass came high off the bed, but she never released me until I had collapsed in the best orgasm ever.

I was still coming down from my orgasm and was a little light headed when I thought I heard a man’s voice. I was still trying to shake the cobwebs out of my head when I looked down between my legs at Emily. She still had her arms locked around my legs and I could see that her face was covered in my juices. I could only see the profile of her face as she was looking to her right at the bedroom door, but she looked horrified. I quickly looked to see her dad standing at the doorway. Mr. James was in his pajamas and looked more than upset.

"What in the hell is going on here?!" His voice was loud and scared the hell out of me. I could only lay quiet with an ‘oh shit’ look on my face.

Em said "Daddy, we were just . . . " She trailed off and I can understand why. What could she say? We were caught red-handed.

Mr. James quickly spoke up. "Emily! You get to my bedroom! You will sleep in there tonight and I will take the couch. Rebecca, you will sleep here and we will talk about this in the morning! Just feel lucky that your mother is out of town!"

Emily looked back at me with tears in her eyes and then got up. Her thong slipped down to her knees when she rose and she just pushed it all the way down, stepped out of them, and hurried past her dad and down the hall. I watched her dad eye her naked body as she passed him. I was still laying there completely naked except for my drenched thong which was pulled and stretched to one side. I was completely exposed to my best friend’s dad and it was extremely uncomfortable to say the least. To my surprise, Mr. James stood in the doorway for several more seconds. I saw his eyes scan my body and I noticed he had a huge hard-on poking out in his pajama bottoms. The front of his pajamas was wet right where his cock was protruding. I didn’t move until he finally turned and walked down the hall to the living room. I lay there several minutes still stunned by what had happened. I looked at the clock and it was three o’clock in the morning. I suddenly realized how stupid Em and I were to be so loud. We obviously woke him up. After about ten more minutes I took my soaked panties off and got under the covers and tried to go to sleep.

It was about four in the morning and I was still wide awake. The events of what had happened kept running through my mind. I was sure Mr. James was going to tell my parents and I was really nervous about that. Mostly though, I thought of how Mr. James’s hard cock bulged out in his pajamas. It was as close as I have come to seeing an erect penis and it was clogging my mind. I was beginning to feel horny again with all the recall and I decided to go get a drink of water from the kitchen to try and calm myself back down. I wouldn’t be able to sleep a wink until I did. I didn’t bother putting any clothes on. I figured by now everyone was asleep and I wouldn’t be gone that long anyway. I walked as quietly as possible to the kitchen and found a glass in the cabinet. I was still drinking from the glass when I heard a moan from the living room. I looked to the doorway toward the living room and saw a glow. My curiosity got the best of me and I decided to investigate. As I rounded the corner, I could see that the TV was on and what I saw make my nipples harden. There was an older man on the screen and he was fucking a teenage girl from behind. The teenage girl on the screen was saying the most obscene and taboo things I had ever heard.

"Oh yeah, fuck me daddy! Fuck me daddy! I want all of your cock in my virgin hole!"

I was aroused and astonished by what the girl was saying. I watched until the man finally pulled his cock out and went around beside her as she rolled over on her back. She was still talking as he jerked himself off.

"That’s it daddy, shoot your cum all over my mouth!"

His cock was beautiful. It was the first porno and the first cock I had ever seen. I was rubbing my clit when the man started to cum all over the girl’s face. That’s when I heard Mr. James moan. I hadn’t even thought of him being in the room until then. I was completely caught up in the porno. Mr. James was sitting on the couch in front of the TV and I could see that he was naked. I walked closer to get a better look and I saw his cock in plain view. It was huge! It was much bigger than the man’s on the TV and I was fixated on it. He was jerking it slowly when suddenly I thought of Coach Griffin. Surely his cock wasn’t any bigger than Mr. James’s. I found myself trying to imagine Coach Griffin sitting there jerking his massive cock when suddenly Mr. James jumped up out of his seat and looked at me.

"Rebecca? What are you doing in here?" he asked.

I was startled and confused for a moment. I hadn’t realized how close I was to him before he saw me. I was only a few feet away and completely naked.

"Oh, I’m sorry Mr. James. I just got up for a drink of water and heard some noises in here."

"How long have you been there?" he asked.

"I’m sorry sir. I shouldn’t have come in here. I just liked your cock and . . . "

It was out of my mouth before I knew what I was saying. I suddenly realized it and ducked my head. I took a few steps back toward the kitchen when Mr. James told me to stop.

"What do you mean you liked my cock?" he asked.

"Nothing. Nothing at all." I didn’t know what else to say.

"You know, you and Em have really grown up. I can understand your curiosities. Hell, everyone has those feeling growing up."

"Really," I said, turning back toward him. The fact that we were both completely naked didn’t seem to be a big deal anymore.

"Sure," he said, "In fact, if you are really that curious you can have a closer look at me if you want."

I wasn’t sure what to say to that. But next thing I knew, I had walked right up to him and was running my hands over his chest. He was well built and not bad looking for his age. I guessed he must have been about forty years old or so. I continued to run my hands through his chest hair for several seconds as I eyed his cock. Suddenly he spoke again.

"You can touch me there too if you want." He was pointing down toward his crotch and smiling.

I knew it was wrong but I was horny again. It seemed somewhat innocent. I was only doing it for educational purposes anyway. At least that’s what I told myself as I dropped down to my knees in from to him. I studied his cock for several seconds just looking at the curvature of his massive cock head and the thick veins that ran up his shaft. I could see it very clearly in the glow of the TV that was now just a blue screen as the tape had ended. I also studied his scrotum and the large testes that rested perfectly inside. I reached out with one hand and cupped his ball sack as I wrapped my other around his shaft and began to rub slowly. It was so big I could barely get my hand around it as I started to quicken the pace. I massaged his balls lightly as he started to moan. I hadn’t noticed until now that his hands were on my head running through my hair and it was really turning me on. My pussy was wet again and I could feel my juices start to slowly slide down my thighs. I had never been more horny in my life. Suddenly he began to pull me closer toward his cock and I looked up at him.

"Oh Rebecca, your really getting me hot. Your tits are so big and your body is so young and tight. Please suck my cock."

I looked back at his cock head and saw a small drop roll out of the slit on the end of his cock. I knew it must be a small dab of cum rolling out and I decided to try it. I opened my mouth and licked the drop off his cock head. He moaned as I did and it tasted really good. Em was right, it didn’t really taste like anything I could compare it to. I swallowed the drop and opened my mouth wide as I let his cock inch into my mouth. I closed my lips tightly around the head and began to suck. I figured that was what you did since they did call it ‘sucking cock.’ He then pulled my head into his crotch as his cock filled my mouth. I really did like it and started to suck up and down his shaft, taking as much of his cock as I could.

"Oh my God, you’re going to make me cum Becca!" he said loudly. I didn’t know what to do so I just kept sucking. A few seconds later I felt his cock swell in my mouth. His body tensed up and I felt a warm quirt of thick liquid hit my throat. I almost gagged but managed to swallow it as he pumped more of his cum in my mouth. I pulled some of his cock out so I could hold more of his cum until my cheeks were bulging. I couldn’t hold anymore and I had to pull away. I felt a couple more squirts hit my cheek as he pumped at his cock. I swallowed most of what was in my mouth. The rest ran down my cheeks and onto my breasts. I loved it and wished that I could have swallowed it all as I scooped up as much as I could on my fingers and licked it off.

"Wow! You really liked that didn’t you?" Mr. James asked.

"Yes, it was good." I replied shyly.

"Well, we had better get to bed. Let’s just keep this our little secret. What do you say?" he said.

Little did he know that I had something else in mind. He had already turned to pick up his pajamas off the floor when I asked him.

"Please fuck me now Mr. James."

I couldn’t help myself. I didn’t want to be a virgin anymore. I need a cock in my pussy or I would go insane. Mr. James was big and I figured I would also know what Coach Griffin’s cock might feel like, instead of just imagining it at night. He was a little stunned by my request.

"What? Did you just ask me to fuck you?" He replied, still unsure.

"Please, pretty please. I want it now. I want you to be my first. I don’t want to be a virgin anymore." I must have sounded like a cock-starved slut I though.

"I don’t know Rebecca. There are some things to consider first. I mean, I could get you pregnant."

"I’m on the pill" I said, and he smiled as he dropped his pajamas back on the floor.

"Well, you are a little slut tonight aren’t you," he said.

I blushed a little but wanted it even more. By saying that he only made me hotter as I stood up and kissed him hard. Our tongues met as he reached down and roughly jammed a finger into my cunt. I moaned loud as it felt great. My pussy was throbbing for attention.

"You’re sure a wet little teenage slut aren’t you?" he said, as he broke our kiss. I just closed my eyes and moaned at the feel of his hand on my cunt.

Then he picked me up and sat me on the couch. I spread my legs wide as he crouched down between. I watched as he positioned his cock at my entrance. He then leaned down over me as I put my arms around him. He pushed hard at my entrance until his cock head finally penetrated. It hurt a little and I felt full as he penetrated all the way inside me. It was not as painful as some of the girls said it would be, but I did feel stuffed. He let me get used to it a little before he started to pump his cock in and out of my pussy. I had never been so full as I began to moan loudly.

"God you’re tight," he said as I bit my lip trying not to be too loud. He then began to suck and lick my nipples and I was in heaven as this man pumped away at my pussy. I was starting to really get into it and began to match his thrusts with my own. After several minutes he said he couldn’t wait any longer.

"Cum in my mouth again," I said. I figured I was officially a slut now.

He smiled and quickened his pace which sent me into another major orgasm. I was still squirting when he pulled out, raised up, and pointed his cock at my face. I opened my mouth and saw a large white rope of cum leave his cock and land on my forehead. I then raised up and took his cock into my mouth not wanting to waste anymore. He emptied his balls into my mouth for the second time tonight as I greedily slurped and swallowed at his cock for more. Finally he stood up and lifted me to me feet. My legs were a little wobbly as he walked me back to Em’s room. He kissed me goodnight and then disappeared into the shadows of the hall. I made it to the bed and collapsed. My pussy was gapping widely as I fingered my cunt a little. Fatigue finally set in as I drifted to sleep dreaming of his huge cock inside me.

I woke the next morning at about eleven o’clock with the thoughts of all that had happened the night before floating in my head. I didn’t know what to expect as I got dressed and walked out toward the kitchen. Emily and her dad were already at the bar talking.

"Good morning," I said, hoping things were ok. Mr. James was dressed in a business suit and just finishing a cup of coffee. Em was still in pajamas and finishing breakfast.

"Hello Rebecca," Mr. James said, "There’s some eggs in the skillet there if you want some breakfast. I have to get to work for a meeting. I’ll see you all later."

He had no more than walked out the door when Em started in about last night.

"I can’t believe what we did last night! I can’t believe we got caught either!" she said with a giggle.

"Me either! So, what did he say when you saw him?"

"That’s the most amazing thing. He didn’t say a word. Here I was worried to death and he was more friendly than ever. I finally brought it up and he just shrugged and smiled and said ‘girls will be girls.’"

I was not as surprised as Em was to hear that. What kind of hypocrite would he be if he bashed Em for licking my pussy when I drank from his balls only an hour later. I decided to probe Em about something she had said to me the night before.

"What did you mean when you said I was going to like it because you had been practicing?" I asked. Suddenly her face became very serious, "I shouldn’t have said that I guess."

"What do you mean?," I asked, becoming a little concerned.

I waited patiently as she continued. "This isn’t going to be easy for you to hear, but I have been practicing off and on with a girl you are really close to. She is actually a woman."

My mind began to scramble for whom she might be talking about when suddenly an awkward thought entered my brain. Em had been staying over at my house very often lately. My mom had been almost insisting every weekend that she stay over. When she said it was a woman, I put two and two together and thought I had my match.

"Wait a minute! Tell me you’re not talking about my MOM!" I was becoming angry.

She hesitated and then said "yes" very shyly. I was steaming for an instance until I remembered what I had done last night.

"How? I mean why? How did it happen?" I was so stunned, and I was barely able to speak

"Well," she started slowly, "It was about four months ago when you were away at your aunt’s house. I was bored and decided to borrow one of your movies so I went to your house and your mom answered the door in a bikini. She looked really hot and I commented on how good she looked. She told me I could borrow the movie and started back toward the pool. I commented on how hot it was outside and she invited me to join her out by the pool if I wanted. She said I could borrow one of your bathing suits so I decided to take her up on her offer. After a while of chitchat she asked if I would mind rubbing some lotion on her. I figured she meant on her back but instead she took her top off and asked me to do her front. I couldn’t say no then, so I began to rub the lotion first on her stomach and then up to her breasts. Your mom really has nice tits and I was getting really horny and next thing I knew I kissed her. To my surprise she kissed me back and then asked if I would lick her pussy. She said she would lick mine next and before I could even comprehend the situation, we were both naked and I had my face buried in her pussy and she was moaning like crazy. She made good on her promise and licked me after she came. It has just continued since that first time. I’m sorry Becca. I never meant for it to happen, but now I don’t want it to stop. Please don’t hate me."

I wasn’t really too mad by the time she finished her story. I was actually getting pretty hot by her description of fucking my mom. I even found myself fantasizing that it was me licking my mom’s pussy.

"It’s ok Em." I said. "Besides, you may be the one mad after I tell you what happened last night." I decided to tell her since she was so honest with me.

"What do you mean?" she asked. "I know what happened last night."

"You don’t know what happened after you went to your dads room." I was about to spill my guts when she said something that stopped me in my tracks.

"Yes I do. You and daddy fucked each other on the couch." She said, very as-a-matter-of-fact like. I was shocked without belief.

"YOU SAW THAT?!" I quickly replied.

"Yes," she said calmly, "I was standing behind you the whole time daddy was fucking you. You just didn’t see me."

I was still puzzled, "But if you were behind me, your dad must have seen you."

"Sure, he watched me fuck my little pussy with a carrot while he rammed his big cock into your cunt. He has a big dick doesn’t he?"

My mind was swimming now. Could it be possible? It sounded absurd even as I was thinking it, but could Emily be fucking her own dad?! I was too shocked to speak so Emily began to make things clearer for me. She was smiling wide and racing with her story.

"Oh, I can’t stand it anymore! I just have to tell you! What you’re thinking is right Becca. Daddy and I have been fucking each other for almost a year now. Can you believe it? Mom doesn’t know a thing about it yet, but I hope we get the courage to let her in on it soon. She still has an amazing ass for an older woman. Anyway, I wanted to have you first though. We set the whole thing up. I just didn’t know it would be so easy. I was supposed to get you excited with my story about Billy, which evidently worked. You’re falling on top of me just sped things up and made it easier. Then daddy was going to walk in on us and act really mad. God bless him for letting us get each other off first. I’ll bet you anything he listened to us while he jerked off in the hall. He’s such a horn ball."

She laughed out loud as I still tried to make sense of it all. I was getting horny listening to the story and I notice she was slowly undressing as she continued.

"Anyway, I was going to come to your room and get you about an hour later and show you that daddy was jerking his meat in the living room and basically we were going to have a threesome, if you would go for it. Instead though, I just missed you and you were already sucking daddy’s cock by the time I arrived. I decided to just sit it out and let you have your fun."

She was now completely naked and I could feel my pussy getting wet again. Emily was really beautiful, more so than me, and I was falling in love with her body. Her breasts weren’t as big as mine, but her ass was just as sweet and her waist was tight and small. Her skin was evenly tanned and had no blemishes. I couldn’t keep my eyes off her.

"How in the world did you and your dad ever . . . " She stopped me before I even finished.

"I knew you would ask and ironically it was almost exactly like you. I caught him jerking off to a porno late one night and I was so horny I had to have him, even though he was my dad. The only real difference is that I had to talk him into it and you didn’t. He wouldn’t go for it at all at first but I was persistent. I finally grabbed his cock and dropped to my knees before he could get away. I had only sucked a few seconds and that was all it took. He came almost instantly. I guess he was really turned on having his own daughter suck his cock. And we’ve been fucking and sucking each other almost daily ever since."

During her story she had walked up to me and starting unbuttoning my top. By the time she finished her story, we were both naked again, horny for each other. Within minutes, we were in the 69 position on the kitchen floor sucking and moaning into each other’s pussies. After we had both nearly drowned each other with our juices, Emily got off me and reached a hand down to help me up.

"Oh my God Becca, you are really good at eating pussy. Now lets go shower and get dressed. We are supposed to be over at your house in an hour." She was still almost out of breath from her orgasms.

"What do you mean? What for?" I asked, also trying to regain my senses.

"I told your mom about my plan and she said if it worked, she wanted us three to have a little pool party today! She’s really exited about fucking you! She ate my pussy so hard after I told her my plan that I nearly passed out when my orgasm hit. She’s really horny for you. And you’re going to love your mommy’s pussy. It’s so lovely, and her big tits are enough for a meal. If you think I’m good, wait until you’re mom eats your pussy! I can’t wait."

And with that she took my hand as we scurried down the hall toward the bathroom. I don’t really remember the shower or the drive over to my house. My mind was swimming with thoughts of everything that had happened and everything that was going to happen. I couldn’t believe that in mere minutes I would likely be having sex with my own mother; an idea that would have seemed preposterous twenty four hours ago. However, now I was actually horny for my mommy. She really was a gorgeous woman for her age. She was still very young looking in all her features. She could probably pass for late twenties. Her breasts were large and firm, thanks to a boob job she got as a Christmas gift from dad a few years ago. She really kept her body in shape and she liked to dress daintily to say the least. I hadn’t really thought of my mother in such sexual description before but I sure was now. The thought of her big tits pressed against me and her lips on my pussy were causing me to rub my clit as Em drove.

"Good lord girl, you really are becoming insatiable aren’t you?" Em laughed, as she noticed my hand between my legs.

"I really am becoming such a slut aren’t I?" I was laughing as I said it, but I knew it to be more than true as Em pulled into my driveway.

I was really nervous as Em led me through the door and into the living room. She called out for my mom and she came practically running down the hallway wearing her skimpiest bikini. She was dark and beautiful and any apprehension I had before about going through with this quickly washed away.

"So, what’s the verdict?" mom asked, looking at Emily.

"It’s defiantly a go mom." I replied before Emily could.

Mom smiled a big warm smile, and walked over to me with her arms out.

"Oh my precious baby girl. I have wanted this for so long. I’m going to make you feel so good from now on."

I guess I was just expecting a hug but instead she wrapped on an arm around my neck and placed her other hand firmly on my breast. Then she kissed me hard ramming her tongue into my mouth. I wrapped my arms around her and grabbed her perfect ass cheeks as we kissed for several seconds. Emily was now beside us rubbing both our pussies with opposite hands when moms suddenly broke free and backed away.

"Wait girls. I have a surprise for you. Now I guess if you didn’t know before, I am not the best wife in the world, which is to say I keep boyfriends on the side to satisfy my needs. Your daddy is not always around you know Rebecca."

I was a little hurt to hear it at first, but I guess it seemed silly to think of mom as faithful to only dad after all I’ve learned in the last day.

"Now don’t be mad Rebecca, but I was cleaning up in your room the other day and I noticed your diary on the bed. Well, curiosity got the best of me and I took a look inside."

I was surprised by it but not upset. "No mother, it’s ok, I shouldn’t have left it out like that."

"Well anyway, you had written some fantasies about a certain Coach Griffin in the diary."

"Yeah, so what are you getting at mom. Don’t tell me you think less of me for it. We just made out like two newlyweds." I said with a smile.

"No, that’s not it. Coach Griffin is one of my boyfriends and I read where you were fascinated with finding out how big his dick was." She really had my interest now. I knew Emily was confused a little too, by the look on her face.

"I was hoping that Emily might have the same fascination as well. Do you Em?" mom asked.

"Well, sure. I think every girl in high school has fantasized about it." Em replied.

"Great!" mom said, "Then you will both be proud of me. Oh Nathan . . . "

She was looking back behind us toward the opposite hallway as she called his name. Emily and I looked around with amazement as we saw Coach Griffin standing there completely naked with a raging hard on. We were speechless.

"Hello girls," Coach Griffin said, "Your mom told me about this interesting situation and I decided I couldn’t pass it up."

I watched as he walked over to where Emily and I were standing. He came to me first and stopped just a couple feet from me. He was muscular and tanned with no body hair whatsoever from his neck down. I was stunned. His cock was enormous. Even larger than Mr. James’s and I couldn’t keep my eyes off it. It must have been thirteen inches long if it was one and so big around I dare to even describe. To make it even better, all his pubic hair was gone which made everything look even bigger and better. His unnatural sized cock slumped downward from its own weight as he stood watching me. He then took a couple more steps further and I shivered as he put his hands on my breasts. He began to undress me slowly and I actually felt an orgasm building even though he hadn’t touched my pussy yet. By the time he got to my panties I was moaning and trying to keep from attacking him. As he lowered my panties past my knees, I came. I had fantasized so many times about this and it made my juices flowed down my inner thighs as I stepped out of my panties and stood there with only my shoes and socks on. Coach Griffin then dropped to his knees and reached around me clenching my ass with his strong hands. I felt him run his tongue up my thighs licking my juices and then I felt his tongue on my slit. I was a little wobbly suddenly and had to put my hands on his shoulders for support. When I did, I noticed that Emily was laying underneath us, completely naked, and trying to stuff as much of Coach Griffin’s cock into her mouth as she could. Then I felt two new hands on my ass. I looked around just in time to see my mother spread my cheeks and lick my asshole. I was in whore heaven and loving every minute of it. It still all seemed so strange. Not twenty-four hours ago I was a virgin still fantasizing about when my first time might be, and now I was a sex slut sandwiched in between my teacher and my mother. Before long I was basically having one long intense orgasm that wouldn’t stop. The attention I was getting was just too much. Emily had taken a break from cock sucking to do a little on my nipples. Coach Griffin’s strong arms had more or less lifted me completely off the ground. I still had my hands on his shoulders for balance but mostly I couldn’t reach the ground with my feet. His face was pushing up hard into my snatch while mom was trying to bury as much of her tongue up my ass as she could. With the three of them touching and licking me at the same time, it was all too much for me. I began screaming so loud that I think Emily thought for a moment that I might be in pain. I was cumming a constant stream of juices that I knew must be almost choking my beloved coach. I could feel him come up for air every once in a while but it was never long enough to stop me from cumming. I was so wet from my pussy down that I felt like I had been in the shower. It was the most amazing thing I had ever felt in my life. I think the others were getting off just looking and listening to my reactions. I was involuntarily shaking and moaning loudly when suddenly I felt my feet come down firm on the floor again. Everyone had stopped and before I could comprehend why, Coach Griffin was standing up in front of me and quickly lifted me high off the ground.

"Wrap your legs around me now!" he commanded and I was more than happy to oblige.

"Debbie (that was my moms name) lift my cock up toward Becca’s pussy for me would you?" he said.

I couldn’t see her, but she must have done what he asked because suddenly he thrust me downward and his entire cock slid painfully into my cunt with one mighty push. I screamed out loud as tears filled my eyes. This time it really hurt, but I was wet enough that his whole cock was throbbing inside me. I was in enough pain that I couldn’t speak but I thought he would realize and let me go. I was wrong however, as he started to lift me up and down violently as his cock pumped in and out of me. He was standing up holding me and I had my legs around his waist. He was fucking me hard, grunting every time he thrusted me downward and his hips upward.

"OH GOD COACH, PLEASE LET ME GO! YOUR COCK IS TOO BIG! IT HURTS TOO MUCH!" I screamed.

To my surprise he only began pumping harder as I saw my mom walk around me and to the back of Coach. I saw her put her tongue in his ear for a moment and kiss his neck. My eyes were filled with tears but I could see the grin on her face as she whispered to Coach Griffin.

"Go faster Nathan. She doesn’t really want you to stop. It will start to feel good again soon. Fuck my daughter coach, fuck her with your massive cock."

I knew I was in it for the long haul then. I began to sob a little which only made Coach Griffin more aggressive. I remember hoping he would cum soon and it would be over with. I was crying hard and yelping with every thrust for several minutes. I could feel someone underneath me and knew it must be Emily because she was the only one I couldn’t see.

"That’s it Em! Suck his huge balls! Finger your pussy you little slut!" Mom was really enjoying being in command of the situation.

After a while the pain began to subside and it did start to feel better. My sobbing began to turn into moans of pleasure as my stretched pussy was getting more used to the huge cock it was taking in. The pleasure in my cunt rapidly began to intensify and I started to cum again. I could feel Emily’s tongue on my pussy licking at my juices and Coach’s shaft. Once again my orgasms were flowing with no end in sight. He was still fucking me hard and I was wondering how he could control his own orgasm so well. When my last one hit I felt dizzy and everything went black.

When I woke up, I felt a tingle at my pussy and saw my mother right above me looking at me with a smile. She had an ice pack on my cunt I guess in case she thought I hurt there. I could hear screaming and looked to the side of the couch I was lying on to see Emily lounging in a chair with both her legs up high on each of Coach’s shoulders. I could tell she had been crying also, but was now moaning in pleasure as coach pounded her pussy. I looked back at mom.

"Did I black out?" I asked.

"Yes darling, but I knew you were ok. It was just from the sex." She answered.

"Has he cum yet?" I asked, wondering how he could last so long.

Mom smiled, "No, not yet. He has the best control of anyone I’ve ever been with. But wait until he does cum. He cums more than a horse!"

"I love you mom. Why don’t you take off the ice pack? It doesn’t hurt anymore. I want you." I whispered as she lowered her head to give me a kiss. She had only meant for it to be a short kiss I suspect as I felt her try to pull away. I grabbed the back of her head and pulled her as hard as I could into my mouth. Our tongues met as I felt her pull the ice pack away and her fingers enter my cunt. I continued to make out with my mom for several minutes as Emily was screaming obscenities at Coach Griffin to fuck her harder. I still say she is a bigger whore than me, but I’m catching up. When we finally broke our kiss, mom looked at me lovingly.

"Would you like mommy to lick your pussy?"

"No mom, I want to lick your pussy. You haven’t had anyone fuck you yet and I can tell you need to cum."

No more words were needed. Mom rose up and I started to rise as well, thinking we were going to switch positions. Instead she put a hand on my chest and gently pushed me back onto the couch. I watched as the took a step or two forward until she stood right beside my head. Then she lifted her left leg up high and placed it between my head and the backrest of the coach, straddling me. Her right foot remained on the floor. Then she slowly started to swat down until her pussy was just millimeters from my lips. Her eyes never left mine as she squatted, and she had one of the finest bodies I had ever seen. She could have been a movie star, or better yet, a porn star with that body. I flicked my tongue at her clit a few times, teasing her, before I finally reached my arms around her hips and pulled her down into my mouth. It didn’t take long before she was moaning loudly, almost matching the noises Emily and Coach Griffin were making. I still couldn’t believe he hadn’t cum yet. It had been nearly forty minutes since this all started. Anyway, after a few more minutes of licking and sucking mom’s pussy, I could feel her begin to shake. Her legs became wobbly and she could no longer support herself as she fell to her knees, one on either side of my head, and her pussy firmly on my lips now. Then came her orgasm which was so wet I thought I might drown before I could swallow it all. Much of it ran down my cheeks and onto the couch, but I drank as much from my mom as I could. She was still breathing hard when I saw Coach Griffin put his hands on her cheeks. She never opened her eyes, instinctively turning her head with coach’s force and taking in as much of his cock in her mouth as she could. She was moaning muffled sounds as she sucked his cock. I did the only thing I could do being pinned between mom’s legs; I ate her pussy. I kept my eyes glued in on mom as she sucked coach’s cock. Then coach grabbed the sides of her head again and she seemed to know what that meant. She opened her mouth wider around his cock as he began to fuck her mouth. If I didn’t really understand the term ‘deepthroat’ before, I certainly did now as coach began to quicken his pace. I knew he was pushing his cock as far as humanly possible because mom’s moans would be silenced momentarily with each thrust cutting off her air. I then felt Emily begin to eat my pussy and I was in heaven again. This continued for several minutes until coach suddenly stopped fucking mom’s mouth and stepped back.

"I will be ready to cum soon. First, I want to ass fuck you."

Mom’s expression took on a strange combination of lust and fear as she stepped back onto the floor and rose to her feet. Emily raised her head from my pussy and we both watched intently at what was about to happen. Mom then went over to the chair that Emily got fucked on and dropped to her knees on the rug. She leaned over into the seat of the chair as Coach dropped to his knees behind her. Mom had a troubled look on her face as she called over to me.

"Baby, would you go to the bathroom and bring the petroleum jelly in here for Nathan sweetheart."

I looked at Emily and she seemed to be as nervous for mom as I was. I remember thinking, "there’s no way!" as I jumped up to do what mother said. When I returned, Coach Griffin was fingering mom’s asshole and jerking on his cock. Mom was looking a little more easy when I handed the jelly to coach.

"There you go Coach Griffin, please be careful." I pleaded, hoping he would.

"Thank you honey," he said, "but your mom can handle it."

I was actually feeling a little sorry for my mom and I told her she didn’t have to do it if she didn’t want to. But she just shook her head and told me it was ok. I went back over to the couch with Emily as we took each other in our arms. I was getting hot again thinking about what I was about to watch. Coach Griffin’s cock was not just long, it must have been as thick as his wrists and I couldn’t help but be curious about how this was going to work. I once pushed a zucchini part way in my ass during masturbation, but it wouldn’t go even half way in. Now coach was about to put his massive cock into mom’s ass and I couldn’t believe it would fit. Emily and I kissed each other and sucked on each other’s nipples a little, but our eyes never left mom and coach as he spread a very generous amount of vaseline on his cock. He then put a large blob on mom’s asshole. He placed his cock at her entrance as I saw mom’s body tense up from the stimulation.

"Just relax Debbie, your going to love this. I can’t believe you’ve never done it." Coach said.

That news made me all the more nervous. Mom had never even been fucked in the ass before and now she was about to take in a monster cock? I was worried and excited at the same time.

"OH FUCK, WAIT NATHAN! GO SLOWER FOR GOD’S SAKE!" Mom screamed with displeasure.

Coach had barely push his cock head in before mom was stopping him. He seemed a little frustrated but did what she asked.

"Ok, go ahead. But go slow damn it! This isn’t as easy for me as it is for you!" Mom sounded a little put out but still willing as Coach continued is penetration.

Coach Griffin had only gone an inch or so more when mom was screaming at him again. The head of his cock was inside, but just barely. His frustrations got the better of him finally as he ignored mom’s last request. I watched wide eyed at coach and my mom as he grabbed her firmly by the hips and gave a hard thrust.

"NO, I SAID STOP! OH SHIT, FUCK, IT’S TOO BIG. AWWWWWWWWWFUCK!"

Mom tried to fall forward away from him but the chair she was leaning on only let her go so far before coach dropped his weight down on top of her with a loud grunt. She was crying and begging for him to stop as he continued to push, his cock over half way in now. Emily and I were horrified and I was wondering what any of us saw in this jerk, when suddenly his entire cock was in. I was paralyzed with fear. He then stopped and rested, slumped over and lay on my moms back panting. He didn’t move until mom had stopped her sobbing. I knew her ass was stretched and must have been beginning to adjust to his cock. To my surprise, she then turned her head around and kissed coach on the lips.

"Oh thank you Nathan. It feels so good now. You know what I really want and need so well. I shouldn’t have yelled at you. Please fuck my ass."

I couldn’t believe it! I thought she would be ready to kill him and instead she was thanking him! I suddenly began to wonder how good his cock must feel in her ass to be that forgiving. I also felt bad about thinking of coach as a jerk. He was obviously doing what she really wanted. He must have known somehow. Emily was still clenching to me and seemed confused when I lowered my head to her nipple. She began to relax, seeing that the situation was ok again and I felt her hand on my pussy. We began to kiss long and deep as we fingered each other, peeking glances every now and then to coach and mom, who were making quite a lot of noise on the other side of the room. I was really starting to get into the love making Em and I were enjoying with each other when suddenly Coach Griffin let out a yell.

"OH YEAH, I’M GOING TO CUM!"

With that, our lovemaking stopped and both Em and I were watching Coach Griffin very closely. Mom, who was still face down in the chair, suddenly raised up and swung around quickly until she was on her knees in front of coach. His hand was a blur over his cock jerking it roughly as mom kneeled in from of him with her mouth wide open.

"Come on over here girls and get a taste. I’ve got plenty for everyone." Coach said.

I was a little nervous because of what mom had said earlier about him cumming like a horse, but I found myself rising off the couch even before he had offered the invitation. I reached for Em’s hand and we walked over and positioned ourselves at either side of mom on the floor. Mom was massaging his balls when the first stream erupted. He had pointed his cock directly at mom’s face when he popped. I watched in amazement as his long stream hit mom forcefully on the cheek and then across the bridge of her nose, glancing off onto Emily’s shoulder. It seemed to last forever as it slowly came to a steady stream flowing from his cock and onto mom’s breasts below. His cum was white as snow and very thick. His cock was still cumming when he turned toward Emily. She closed her eyes and opened her mouth wide as I say a second rope of cum let loose from his cock head. It was even larger than the first as it shot directly into Emily’s mouth. I saw her eyes open wide as she gagged hard on the load that I was sure landed directly in the back of her throat. She slumped forward and a gallon of cum must have come out of her mouth and onto the rug as she gasped for air. The last of coach’s second stream landed in Emily’s hair and then he turned his cock toward me. I opened my mouth and pulled my tongue back to cover my throat as he shot a third humongous stream into my mouth. My mouth was almost instantly filled with his cum and I closed and swallowed hard. His cum tasted really good as he continued to spew on my face. I was completely drenched when I saw him turn back to mom and shoot another stream into her mouth. It was still as large as ever and she handled it like a pro. He must have shot fifteen or more streams before he finished and each of us got a belly full and then some. We all had cum almost completely covering our faces and tits before he finally finished and was milking the last of his load onto Emily’s tongue.

"I told you!" mom said as she turned to me. Her face was almost unrecognizable, covered all in Coach Griffin’s sperm.

That’s when us three girls took turns licking and sucking all of his cum off of each other in one big cum orgy. Coach Griffin just watched on as we feasted on his seed he was so kind to give us. I couldn’t get enough and I’m pretty sure the other girls couldn’t be either. By the time we had finished, coach’s cock was hard again and he was ready for more. He really was a sex god.

"Let’s all go shower first." Mom said. "Then we can get back to fucking."

Our orgy was striking up again in the shower as Emily and mom were taking turns seeing who could stuff more of coach’s cock into their mouths.

"I’m going to get something to eat." I said. Emily decided to join me so we left Coach Griffin and mom to do their business.

Emily and I dried off and went into the kitchen when we saw my dad standing in the living room looking dumbly all around. The whole room was a mess, especially the rug that had caught some of coach’s cum during his explosion. Dad then turned and looked at me and Emily. We were horrified and didn’t know what to say.

"What’s going on here? Why are you two naked?" Dad asked calmly, his face a picture of confusion.

I still couldn’t speak, but was now feeling strangely aroused by the situation as I started around the bar and toward my dad. I scanned him over as I walked. Dad was a good looking man with a strong body. I had never though of him in a sexual way before, but my friends would often comment on how hot he was. Emily once jokingly told me how she would like to fuck my dad and I was starting to see her viewpoint.

"What are you doing home so early dad? I thought you weren’t coming home until Monday?"

"I took an early flight to come home and see my family and I found this."

His speech sounded calm but confused as he pointed to the wet stains on the rug. I continued to walk toward him and I caught him staring down at my young body several times before I reached him. I was horny and had decided to do something that I never would have dreamed. I was going to seduce my own father.

"Where’s your mother?" he asked, sounding a bit more upset.

"Don’t worry about her dad. I’m right here." I said as I reached for his hand. I pulled it up to my body and placed his palm on my breast. I could see he was dazed by this but he never tried to pull it away. I was nervous, but decided to go after it.

"I can do anything mom can do for you. I can see you have had a long week and I want to help." I said, as I put my hand on his crotch.

His cock was hard and I took that as a very good sign. I was actually able to give my own dad an erection and that will do wonders for your self-esteem I learned.

"Yes sir Mr. Davis, I want to help too, if you will let me. I think both of us together could relax you even more." Emily said. I had forgotten about Emily being even being there, but I guess she was as horny as I was and wanted to join. She was standing right next to me now and rubbing my neglected breast as I felt dad start to rub the one he was attending.

"Girls, this is insane. We couldn’t possibly . . . and with my own daughter . . . its wrong." Even as he was saying the words, he was still rubbing my breast and ogling over our young bodies.

As an ice breaker, you might say, Emily dropped down in front of dad and started to unzip his pants. I was pleased to see him remain still and do nothing to stop her. I looked down just as Em was reaching in to pull out his cock. I was surprised to see how large it was. It wasn’t as big as Coach Griffin’s, but every bit as big as Mr. James’s cock had been. I must have been in cock heaven and was thinking of how lucky I was when Emily put dad’s cock into her mouth. She sucked it a few times and then pulled it out.

"It’s just like my dad’s cock Becca." She said, and dad moaned loudly when he heard it.

"You have sucked your dad’s cock?" he asked Em.

"Sure, and now me and Becca are going to suck yours."

With that she put his cock back in her mouth and began to suck harder. Dad looked up at me with glassy eyes and then leaned over and kissed me full on the mouth as our tongues met. Then I broke the kiss and dropped down to join Em in sucking daddy’s cock. It was an incredible feeling having my dad’s cock in my mouth and I thought of how it was his semen that actually created the slut who is now sucking him for more. Em must have been aware that I was not going to share his cock with her until he came, so she suggested we move to the couch so she could get more involved. Dad sat down into the couch and I quickly dropped to my knees in the floor in front of him, taking his cock back into my mouth. Emily stepped up onto the couch and straddled my dad’s face as I saw him licking at her cunt. She was starting to moan loudly with pleasure as dad hooked his arms around her hips and pulled her fully down into his mouth. I was sucking as hard as I could when I felt his cock swell and his sperm shoot hard into my mouth. I was determined to swallow it all as I never let him loose. He emptied his balls into my mouth for several seconds until my cheeks were bulging with his cum. I slowly pulled my mouth from his dick, careful not to spill any of his sweet juices, and swallowed it all down. His cock was still hard and very wet so I quickly stood up, turned around, and sat my pussy down on his large dick. I began to fuck him with all my might. I never wanted to please a man anymore than my daddy and I didn’t want to disappoint him this time. My back was turned to him and my hands were on his knees as I fucked him hard.

"I want to lick my daughter now." I heard him say. I looked around to see him smiling at me and Emily was already on her way down to take over for me. I stood up and Emily took a seat on daddy’s cock as I made my way over to straddle his smiling face. As I lowered myself down, he began to lick me feverishly. I was quickly on my way to orgasm when he began to moan loudly into my cunt. I knew we was cumming again and looked around to see Emily jerking his cock as he was cumming onto her face. He didn’t have the stamina that Coach Griffin did, but he was still enjoying the hell out of himself. When I saw daddy cumming on Emily’s sweet little lips, my own orgasm hit and I nearly lost consciousness as I came all over daddy’s face. After we had all regained composure, Emily and I sat on either side of daddy and took turns kissing him for several minutes.

"Oh thank you girls! You don’t know how much I’ve fantasied about this very thing. I hope we can do this again sometime." Dad said.

"Sure Mr. Davis, I think we can handle that." Emily said, smiling at me.

"Sure thing!" I said, "I want us to do this a lot."

"So, where the hell is your mother anyway Becca?" dad asked.

Before I could say anything, mom walked right out into the middle of the floor in front of us.

"Right here Leon, watching you fuck our daughter and her best friend." Mom said, trying to look upset.

"Debbie! I didn’t know you were here!" Dad was obviously nervous as hell. I couldn’t help but smile at him a little.

"Sure I was here. I saw all of it. And you have some nerve having a threesome with these girls!" she said.

"I know your right." Dad said. "It was a horrible thing to do." He was looking down at the floor unable to look mom in the face.

"You’re damn right, and it was horrible. You didn’t even invite me to join!"

Dad quickly looked up at mom’s smiling face. He was completely confused again when Coach Griffin walked in.

"It’s ok sir. I took care of your wife for you while you were busy."

Dad was baffled beyond belief when he stood up and yelled, "What the hell is going on around here!?"

We all cracked up laughing as mom walked over to dad and gave him a kiss.

"Don’t worry honey," mom said. "We will be more than happy to show you."

After that we had one big orgy. It was even more fun having two dicks to play with and I have never been happier. Since that night Coach Griffin decided he had better quit his job at the school to start his own business, to avoid any controversy. He also decided to move in with us, with dad’s blessing of course. He sleeps with me in my bed and I have access to him whenever I want. I now even ask him to fuck my ass and that first time was memorable both because of how much it hurt at first, and because of how much I loved it after the pain went away. I am my mother’s daughter after all. I still call him coach, and dad actually likes having him around to help out with mom and me, and not to mention Emily, who is at our house almost every day. Sometimes she brings Mr. James with her. They still fuck regularly, but she mostly likes to come to our house by herself. She wants to give my two guys all the attention. We are insatiable and keep our men hard and busy most of the time when we’re home. It’s defiantly a two-man job, but they couldn’t ask for a better one I assure you.

ew his boss however, and he wouldn’t shut down the gas station for anything less than Armageddon.

Ruth is a young looking woman, easily mistaken for being in her mid thirties, ten years less than her actual age, which she wasn‘t about to reveal to anyone that didn‘t need to know. She is a natural redhead with big green eyes, has never had a problem with her weight, and her breasts which are 36C’s are still just as perky as they were when she was a teen.

Ruth has been divorced for a couple of years now. After a failed marriage and a couple of lousy relationships, she currently has resigned herself to being single and enjoying it. It’s not that she wouldn’t like to have a man n her life, but she has decided she’d rather be alone than be with the wrong guy. She could always rely on her battery operated friend to take care of her physical needs anyhow.

The drive home from work usually takes Ruth about half an hour, but the way the snow was coming down, it turned into an hour and fifteen minute drive. By the time she hit town, she was exhausted. She decided to stop by the station where Jason works to pick up bread and milk before going the rest of the way home. That way she could at least check on him and make sure everything what alright.

Jason is what you’d commonly refer to as a good kid. He goes to school full time and works part time to help his Mom pay for it. He’s a good looking young man, never overbearing, and always willing to lend a hand to someone in need. Ruth has always been very proud of him, and she’s always had every right to be.

When he saw her pull into the station he felt relief, he had been trying to call her at the house just to make sure she got home alright and was starting to get quite worried. At least now he could stop worrying and concentrate on his job. He reminded her he’d be working till 11:00 and promised to come straight home after work. You know how mothers worry, but the drive home from the station is only a couple of miles.

By the time Ruth finally made it home, there were almost six fresh inches of snow on the ground. She gave the sidewalk a quick sweeping and finally went inside. She had to call both her Mom and her sister to let them know she’d made it home in one piece and decided to take a nice long hot bath to relax.

She had a nice long soak in the tub then fixed herself some dinner making sure to fix enough for Jason to heat up when he got home. She had barely finished eating when the power went off. The house was pitch black but luckily for her, she loves candles so she was able to quickly get at least a small amount of light. She thought that perhaps she should check the breakers until she looked out the window and saw that the power was off all over the neighborhood. “Oh great!” She thought, “The snow must have knocked down some wires.

Ruth knew there wasn’t a thing she could do but wait for the power to come back on. She resigned herself to the fact that this was going to be a very boring evening. She soon nodded off and was awaked by Jason coming in the door. As she looked at her watch and saw it was only 10:00 she started to worry.

“What’s wrong Jason? Why are you home so early?” she quickly asked.

“Nothings wrong Mom” he answered, “The power is just out, can’t pump any gas without electricity.” he added.

Without any power Ruth was unaware that nearly the entire county was without electricity. The snow storm was bad, roads were being closed, power was out, there was nearly a foot of snow already, and it wasn’t showing any signs of slowing down.

Ruth got up and heated up the supper she’d left for Jason, “At least we have a gas stove.” she thought. She couldn’t help but notice that the house was already getting a little chilly. She hadn’t thought of it till then, but quickly realized it was probably going to be a very cold night. She knew there was no use in complaining, they’d just have to make the best of a bad situation.

After chatting with Jason for a few minutes Ruth decided she might as well just go to bed. She put on a nice warm sweat suit and crawled under her blankets. Despite the cold and worrying about waking up on time for work in the morning, she quickly drifted off into a nice deep sleep.

Ruth had no way of knowing what time it was, but she was awakened awhile later by Jason. He was gently shaking her shoulder and saying “Mom, wake up, it’s really cold in here! It’s so cold I think we could freeze to death in here!”

Ruth felt immediately how cold it had become. To think they’d freeze to death was probably a bit extreme, but it was very cold indeed. She knew however, there wasn’t much they could do about it. “go get the comforter off of your bed and put it on top of my blankets, then get under here with me” she said. Then adding, “The only thing I can think of is that we’ll just have to share our body heat.”

Jason wasn’t about to argue with her, he went and got the comforter, put it atop her blankets, and snuggled up to her as quickly as he could. The were both shivering at first so they snuggled up close and it worked. Sharing their body heat under the blankets made them comfortable enough to drop off into dream land. The rest of the night passed without incident.

When Ruth awoke the next morning, it was with a start. She was laying on her side and Jason was snuggled up close to her. His arm was around her and his hand was cupping her breast. She could here tell by the way he breathing that clearly he was sound asleep. So she gently took his hand and pushed it way from her boob. She then reached for her watch and got another start, it was a half an hour past her starting time at work.

She quickly jumped out of bed and the stark reality of the power still being off hit her like a slap in the face. The house was absolutely freezing and one quick look out the window told her she wasn’t going anywhere. The snow plow hadn’t come anywhere close to their street yet. She quickly grabbed her cell phone to call the office to let them know. She was relieved in a way when a security guard answered and told her that the building was shut down for at least the day. It seems the storm had dumped so much snow that there was a state of emergency and nobody was going anywhere.

It was so chilly that she felt her best option now was to heat some water on the stove for some coffee and get back in bed while she waited for it. Jason was still sound asleep laying on his back. She snuggled up close to him to warm up and put her arm around him.

Ruth felt a bit strange being snuggled that close to Jason, especially after waking to find his hand cupping her breast, but she was too cold not to. As she waited for her water to boil she thought it over and realized that in his sleep, Jason was merely looking for warmth, she assured herself it had to be something unconscious that he wasn’t even aware of.

When she heard the kettle whistle, she quickly got out of bed, fixed herself a cup of coffee, and got back into bed. A couple of minutes out of bed told her exactly where she was going to stay until the heat came back on. Right there under the covers.

“Oh God it’s still cold in here!” Jason said as he awoke making Ruth laugh.

“Just stop whining mister!” she said to him. Adding, “We’re going to be stuck in this bed till the power comes back on and I’m not sharing my bed with a crybaby!” then she told him, “If you have to pee, go, and if you want some coffee the water is still hot, I just boiled it, if you’re getting out of this bed fine, but hurry up and get your butt back into it and keep me warm!”

“Now look who’s whining.” Jason replied sarcastically and crawled out of bed to take a leak. “brrrrrrrrrrrrrr!!!!!!!” He too felt like the cold slapped him in the face the moment he stepped out from under the covers.

He hurried to pee, then grabbed a quick cup of coffee. He couldn’t wait to feel the warmth of the blankets again. He snuggled up close again to his Mom and she wrapped her arm around him. She had her head on his shoulder and absentmindedly put her hand under his sweatshirt and was caressing his chest. It felt warm and she saw no harm in what her hand was doing.

They weren’t saying much, just enjoying the warmth and as Ruth’s hand continued to caress Jason’s chest, he slid his hand under her shirt and caressed her lower back. This went on for quite awhile, neither saying a word.

After awhile, Jason began to become aroused and he prayed his Mom wouldn’t notice. He didn’t ant to get turned on, but he was. He didn’t help his own situation though when he slid his hand into his Mom’s sweat pants and started to caress her panty clad ass. He had done it so slowly that until his hand covered her ass she hadn’t really even noticed it.

They lay like that for a long time, neither saying a word. Ruth was lost in thoughts of how nice Jason’s hand felt upon her ass and he was thinking how nice her touch upon his chest was. As they continued to caress one another many thoughts ran through their minds. Many of them they tried to block out. There had never been ay sexual tension between the two before but there was a definite tension growing now.

Jason had an erection and it mortified him. He could only imagine how bad his mother would freak out if she knew. He tried to think of anything he could that would make it go away, but it just wouldn’t. he even removed her hand from Ruth’s bottom, but it didn’t help and his hand would absentmindedly slide back every time he removed it.

Ruth meanwhile had become aware of Jason’s arousal. As she had caressed his chest and stomach her arm had hit a certain lump a couple of times. She wasn’t sure what to think about it. She understood that a young man holding a woman would become aroused, even took it as a compliment, but was a bit embarrassed to be holding him in that state. She didn’t notice however that as if of a mind of its own, her hand kept getting closer and closer to the top of Jason’s sweat pants until it made contact with the hem line. She didn’t go beyond that, but the thought crossed her mind.

The silence between them continued for quite some time, until finally there was a noise that brought them both back to their senses. The ringing of a cell phone. Jason hopped out of bed to get it and for a moment Ruth caught a glimpse of the rather large tent in front of his sweats. She tried not to think about it, but at the time there wasn’t much else to think about.

Jason brought the phone into the room and handed it to his Mom. It was her sister Elaine calling to see if they were making out alright. She had been able to find out that there were telephone poles down all over the area and it might be a couple of more days before anyone had power. When Ruth told her that Jason her she were snuggling together to keep warm, Elaine actually told her she was jealous.

“I wish it was me that got to spend quality time in bed with that gorgeous boy!” she said.

“Stop being a sicko!” Ruth then scolded her.

“Oh you know I’m just teasing” her sister assured her, but adding, “But don’t do anything with him that I wouldn’t do.”

When Ruth hung up the phone she tried to get her mind off of such thoughts. There was no way she was sexually attracted to Jason and he certainly wasn’t attracted to her. She assured herself that his arousal was simply a guy being a guy. Rubbing against a woman’s body will do that to a guy she thought.

She told Jason that she was getting hungry and went into the kitchen. She started the stove up thinking something hot would feel good to them and it’d heat the place up a little. This a least got her mind off of sex for awhile. What she had no way of knowing of course was that Jason was trying his best to get his mind off of it too.

By the time the meal had cooked and was eaten, the kitchen began to cool off again. Ruth crawled back into bed before he chill set in but Jason stayed out in the kitchen to call a couple of friends on the cell. By the time he finally crawled back into bed he was freezing.

Ruth was laying on her side and he snuggled up to her spooning as close to her as he could get. He was so cold his entire body was shivering.

“Oh you poor boy,” Ruth said,” hold me close and I’ll warm you up.”

A few minutes of holding his Mom did the trick. He was finally getting warm again. His body responded by becoming aroused again though. He got a hard on and this time there was no hiding it. It was pressing right against Ruth’s body. He was mortified but she didn’t say a word about it.

Ruth was also mortified, but she didn’t think saying anything about it would help. She didn’t want him to think she was bothered by it. She knew he couldn’t help it. She also didn’t want him to be embarrassed. It just happened. So she said nothing all the while finding herself actually enjoying the feel of it pressing against her.

Jason found himself wanting to grind against his Mom but knew he couldn’t. he held her very close with his arm just under her breasts and wanted so badly to touch them. He didn’t dare do it though. He had tried to get his mind off of sex but just couldn’t. now it’s all he could think of.

Neither knew that the other was thinking the same thoughts. They each were just becoming growingly more frustrated by trying not to think such things. It got to a point where you could almost cut the sexual tension between them with a knife. Jason couldn’t stand it anymore and rolled over flat onto his back and let out a deep sigh.

Ruth quickly rolled over and asked, “What’s wrong Honey? Is something bothering you?” A stupid question no doubt, but it was the first thing that had popped into her mind to say.

“No, I’m ok Mom, I just needed to shift, I was getting a cramp.” Jason replied. He couldn’t’ tell her what was wrong but they both knew. He wanted to so badly, and had no idea that she had also reached a boiling point and almost wished he’d tell her.

When Jason he rolled over Ruth had turned so that she was facing him. Having felt his erection pressing into her for so long had made her so wet she couldn’t stand it. She put her hand on his chest just as she had before but this time she couldn’t seem to control herself. She looked him right in the eyes and said, “If you tell anyone about this I will kill you.” and with that she slid her hand down his belly, under his sweat pants, and grasped his hard cock.

She was trying to tell herself she’d just stroke his cock, give him the badly needed release he needed but she couldn’t stop herself. She kissed him on he lips and then started working down his chest, his stomach, and then pushing his sweats down, she began to kiss his engorged seven inch cock.

“Oh God Mom, I love you!” exclaimed Jason, “I’ve been thinking about you all day, I didn’t think you want to do this!”

With that she told him to just shut up and started licking his shaft. She licked from the head down to his balls, taking time to kiss and lick his entire ball sack. She then licked her way back up his shaft and then opened wide and swallowed his cock. She was loving every minute of this as much as he was.

After several minutes of Ruth giving him head he knew he was getting close to exploding. “Mom! Mom! You’ve got to slow down! I’m going to cum soon if you don’t!” he said with urgency.

Ruth quickly took her mouth off his hard cock and told him to help her get her sweat pants off. This took a few moments with them trying to stay under the blankets and it was just the break Jason needed. Once her bottom was off she straddled his face and lowered her pussy to his mouth and resumed sucking his cock.

They licked and sucked one another in a frenzy. Ruth came the moment Jason touched her clit with his tongue and didn’t slow down a beat. She gave him a wondrous dose of her love juices and sucked all the more so she’d get a dose of his.

Just as Ruth was about to experience her second orgasm Jason’s cock swelled in her mouth and she felt it begin to pulsate. They filled each other’s mouth’s with sweet creamy love juices. It was a moment neither ever wanted to end but like all good things it had to.

Ruth curled back into Jason’s arms and gave him a huge kiss. It was like no other kiss they’d ever shared before, but was only the first of many to come. They shared the juices that were in their respective mouths as they did.

As they kissed as lovers for the first time, suddenly the power came back on. Ruth laughed and told Jason, “Hurry up and go shut out the lights honey, then get your ass back into this bed, Momma needs fucked and she needs fucked right now!”

 

 

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h. Todd had often imagined Sister Amelia naked, though the cassock gave no hint of her shape. Rick stood beside his friend, grinning like a maniac and anxiously shifting from foot to foot. He had been kept after school by Sister Amelia before.

The bulge in the front of the boy's pants showed that he wasn't concerned about what he may have done wrong. "Todd, I need you boys to help me with something." Sister Amelia said in a low slow tone he had never heard her use before. "Rick, show him what I need." she continued. Rick leaped at her command and fumbled at the back of her neck. Todd heard a zipper. Sister Amelia's cassock was specially altered. The zipper in back went from neck to hem. She was able to undress and dress without a lot of fumbling around. It opened like a big black cacoon. From the nun's habit a goddess emerged. She allowed Rick to slip it off her arms. He folded it over the back of a chair. Todd's mouth dropped open and his cock jumped to attention. She stood and let him admire her for a second. Her flawless white skin seemed to glow under the flourecent lights of the schoolroom. He had never imagined anything like this.

Her large breasts, narrow waist and wide hips were a perfect hourglass like the girls in his fathers old playboys. Though too curvy by modern standards the 26 year old nun's body was old school perfection. Pink nipples stood out on beautiful cone shaped breasts. erect from the airconditioning. A triangle of blonde hair disappearing into her crotch. The sister stood there on red spiked heels. Shapely legs clad in devil red thigh high stockings. Todd's eyes flashed back and forth from her naked crotch to her naked tits. The most exciting thing for him was that she still wore her wimple.

Her hair covered in black cloth and her face framed in a halo of white. The chaste looking nuns headress combined with sexy stockings and naked flesh. Todd realized that he was drooling and closed his mouth quickly with a loud snap. This was the first live naked woman he had ever seen and she was his teacher, and a nun. Todd had no idea what to do. Rick however knew exactly what to do having been here before. He massaged the woman's breasts while passionately kissing her mouth.

She kissed him back, but kept her eyes on his friend. One of her hands groaped the boy's ass while the other worked to free his throbbing cock. She undid his fly and Rick's tool sprang out into her hand. The nun stroked it lovingly. After a few minutes of this she pulled away from Rick and moved toward Todd. Rick wasn't discouraged and continued to caress her skin as he moved with her.

Todd's cock tried to pull him forward, but his legs betrade him and backed away. His ass bumped into the desk and he was trapped. Sister Amelia with a wicked smile undid his belt and shoved pants and underwear down to the boy's knees. His rock hard member was free and twiching with excitment. "Ummm, thats a nice one." she said and bent to take it in her mouth. The nun slurped the boy's cock in and began to bob up and down at the waist. She felt Rick position his dick head at her opening and ram it home. Amelia moaned around Todd's cock as Rick's stiff meat pole invaded her cunt. Rick was crude and had no concept of foreplay. Thats why he was perfect for these after class quickies. He started slamming her hard, his loins slapping against her ass. The cock slipped out of her mouth and she stuffed it back in.

Sister Amelia matched her sucking rythme to Ricks fucking rythme. Todd didn't know whether his legs would melt or his head would explode first. "OOOooh, oh God." he moaned his body shaking so badly he could hardly keep his feet. The woman's warm wet sucking mouth and watching her wimpled head bobbing up and down was driving him out of his mind. "She's a nun." he though. "A nun, a bride of christ sucking my cock." It was fornication, unnatural copulation and sacreledge. All the things the church condemed rolled into one. All of Todd's future girl friends and his future wife would reap the benefits as he tried in vain to recapture the perverse excitement of this first blowjob.

The Sister looked up at him, craning her neck at an impossible angle, nibbling at his glans and fondling his balls. Rick's pole was working its magic in her juicy pussy. He pumped her furiously for as long as he could then after resting for a second or two was off again like a jack rabbit. Sister Amelia loved it hard and fast and Rick was her boy. Arching her back and shoving that perfect round ass back at him Sister Amelia came in a flood. Thighs trembling she moaned her pleasure around the cock in her mouth. The vibrations of her mouth were more than Todd could take.

The boy's body spasmed violently and his dick popped free as it began firing gobs of hot semen. Amelia took two shots on her clean scrubbed face before recapturing it and gulping down the rest of his load. She sucked out the dregs as Rick continued to pound her from behind. Rick slammed into the Sister's cunt as hard as he could, again and again. "Yeah Sister, yeah!" he said, biting his lip to keep from announcing his orgasm to the whole school. Grunting like a bull he fillled the nun's fuck hole with his goo. Her thighs were trembling again. No formalities or after play.

The boys helped the Sister back into her cassock. Rick gave her a deep french kiss, forgetting or not caring that her face was covered with his friend's cum. Todd and Rick dressed and began gathering their things. "Man we gotta keep this to ourselves...." Rick began. Sister Amelia had heard him give this lecture to boys before and knew he would impress upon Todd the need for secrecy even among their peers. Having nothing to add she cleaned her face with a wet wipe from her desk and left. Rick knew the drill and would wait ten minutes before leaving. Sister Amelia's cunt still tingled from Rick's hard ramming and the taste of Todd's cum lingered on her tongue. She strolled down the hallway humming contentedly to herself. "Sister Amelia." she heard a voice behind her say.

Turning Amelia saw Mother Superior floating toward her. The older woman's cassock hem touched the floor and there was not the slightest hint of moving legs beneath it. Indeed if Mother Superior had lifted her hem Sister Amelia would have expected to see her feet hovering two inches off the floor. Some of the nuns, only half joking sometimes wondered aloud if the stern old woman was an angel. Not a, hark I bring you tidings of great joy type angel, but a wrath of God, Sodom and Gamora smighting type angel. Amelia always feared that Mother Superior secretly knew all about her carnal sins and was gearing up to give her a major league smighting. "Sister, you are supposed to be supervising the laundry room tonight." Mother Superior said. It was not a question. "Yes Mother Superior.

I'm on my way there now." "On your way? Child classes turned out almost an hour ago. You have more duties than just teaching. You mustn't daudle. move swiftly from one task to the next." The older woman said. Waggling a long finger at the nun as one would at a small child. "What kind of example are you setting for our novices. Those girls look to you for guidence. They need a role model. Starting a new life in the church is not easy." "I know Mother Superior." Sister Amelia said hanging her head. " You are absolutely right. I won't be late again." "See that you don't. Idle hands are the devil's work shop. Who knows what mischief those girls may have gotten into unsupervised for almost an hour."

Mother Superior turned and continued down the hall cassock stock still. Gliding along like a chess piece. Despite what Mother Superior had said she stopped off in the ladies room for a quick pee. While washing her hands the Sister glanced up at the mirror. Ugly yellow stains stared back at her. The halo of white which encircled her pale unmade-up face had white globs of semen clinging to it and they were already begining to dry and turn yellow.. "Oh my dear lord!" she said to herself. " I was talking to the Mother Superior with a cum stained wimple."

Whipping the headress off she smeared on soap from the dispenser and violently dabbed at the spots. In the laundry room the novices were busy loading dirty clothes into washers and washed clothes into dryers. They were just reaching the point where lack of supervision was giving way to horesplay. The ten girls were an unusual bunch of novices in this day and age,. None of them older than nineteen. Most modern women wait until they have had career and family before choosing the religious life. These girls were straight out of high school. Most pushed into the convent by their parents. "Will you look at these?" Vicky yelled holding an extra large pair of panties up for everyone to inspect. "Jesus Christ!" Therese squealed. "You could make a tent out of those." "Whose are they?" said Maddy pulling them down to check the laundry mark. "Sister Ignatius!" she squealed. The room broke out into loud laughter. "I knew she was a cow but good God." "Hey, find her bra, we can make two hammocks and have a proper camp site."

Lewella said and set off a new round of laughter. Therese stepped into the underpants and pulled the waistband up to her armpits. The long skirt of her habit bunched up inside them, but there was still plenty of room. The girls roared. "Come on in the water's fine." she said holding the waistband out toward Vicky. Vicky climbed in with her. The thick cloth of their habits bunched up in the panties, but stockinged thighs caressing. Vicky thrilled at the contact. The two girls embraced and hopped around the room together in the huge panties. Even with two of them inside Therese still had to hold onto the waist to keep them up. All the girls laughed and giggled out of control.

The two girls got their feet tangled and fell to the floor in a heep, Vicky on top. The giggles subsided as she pressed her breasts and crotch hard against Therese's body. A shadow crossed Therese's face and she rolled Vicky off her and hastely worked to free herself from the big underwear. "I wasn't aware the laundry was so hilarious." Sister Amelia said as she entered the room. Vicky and Therese scrambled to their feet and and the other girls turned back to their work.

Looking down at the huge panties in a pool at Vicky's feet, leg holes stretch out of shape, the Sister said "I believe the two of you owe Sister Ignatius a new pair of undies. I have nothing against harmless fun, but destroying someone elses property is no laughing matter." She was trying to be serious, but it wasn't easy. The girl's performance had been hilarious. "You two have until the end of the week to replace them and Mother Superior won't have to know about your little dance. Now come on girls, back to work. Clothes don't wash themselves." she said hoping that she was coming off as regal and authoritative. A few days later Sister Amelia sat in the confessional, skirt pulled up to her waist and fingers stroking her clitoris as she described in detail the encounter with Rick and Todd.

She could hear the spank, spank, spank sound as Father Oliver abused his old cock. "And were you completely naked my child?" the old priest asked. "No Father." she answered " I was wearing stockings. Stockings as red as the fires of hell, and the devil's own spiked heels." She could hear Father Oliver's breath quicken and frigged her clit faster. Sister Amelia described in great detail how Rick's cock had felt and the taste of Todd's spunk as her orgasm drew nearer. She heard the Father grunting and a wave of pleasure swept over her. As her cum subsided she wanted to run accross into the other booth and lick up his jizz, but she knew Father Oliver would not have aloud it.

They had been playing this game in the confessional for almost three years. He had never approached her outside the booth. He was too high minded to actually break his vow of chastity. "These are grave sins my child." the old preist said when his breathing finally slowed to normal again. "So they deserve grave penance." "I know Father." said Sister Amelia. "I am ready." ""Self flagelation." Father Oliver ordered. "100 strokes." He reserved such arkane penance for Sister Amelia alone. Father Oliver would masturbate many times over the next week imagining the young woman whipping herself at his order. The two finished the ritual of confession as normal and the Sister left.

Father Oliver quickly cleaned himself up and put his clothes back in order. He heard the door to the other booth open and shut and a female voice say "Bless me Father for I have sinned." Later that night as her roommate, Sister Patrice, lay sound asleep Amelia took from it's hidding place at the bottom of her closet the whip. She had found it in a box outside her door the night Father Oliver had first ordered self flagelation. There had been a gentle knock and when she opened the door the box was sitting there. The whip was a wicked thing. About two feet long, black leather, with nine lashes and a strap for her wrist. She had used it many times to punish herself.

Mostly on the Father's orders, but sometimes just for kicks. Clad in only her night gown Amelia slipped out of her room and down the hall to the laundry. Her bare feet made barely a sound on the cold tile floor.She closed the door and put down a blanket for her knees. Kneeling the woman slipped her arms out of the night gown and naked from the waist up began slinging the whip over first one shoulder then the other. Amelia thrilled at the pain as the lashes bit into her tender flesh. Massaging her cunt with her free hand Amelia whipped herself slowly. Father Oliver had not specified 100 strokes to each side or 100 strokes all together, so she decided to give herself 200 to be safe. She had reached 75 when the door opened on softly creaking hinges. Startled Amelia quickly tried to cover her naked flesh and hide the whip. Bare feet padded into the room and the door was quietly pushed shut. "What are you doing here in the dark Sister?" it was Vicky's voice. "Nothing. Go back to bed." Amelia said. "Then what's this?" Vicky asked boldly reaching down to pull the whip out of the folds of Sister Amelia's night gown. "It's nothing. Give it back and go back to bed!" Amelia said trying to sound authoritative. "Doesn't look like nothing to me."

Vicky said not a bit cowed. The young girl stood over the nun slapping the whip into one palm. " Looks like something." she said. "A pretty big something." "It's my penance." Amelia said sheepishly. "Penance for what? Is it for what you do with those boys?" "How do you know I do anything with boys?" Amelia said aghast. She had always been extra careful to make sure no one was around. Except for Father Oliver, whom she had told, she was certain no one knew about her carnal sins. "Oh come on Sister. When other teachers keep boys after school they come out looking sad or scared or mad. When you do it they come out grinning from ear to ear." Vicky said. "You do something with them. Anyway, since I'm here, let me help you" "Help me? What..?" Amelia started confused. "I wanna whip you." said Vicky. "Lean forward." Excitment caught in Sister Amelia's throat. Her fantasy had always been Father Oliver, but this would be good too.

She obediently leaned forward placing her forehead against the floor and slipping her right hand down between her thighs. Vicky surveyed the nun's alabaster back for a moment..The angry red marks made a beutiful pattern on her white skin. She knelt in front of the nun with a knee on either side of the woman's head. The girl brought the nine tailed lash down on the nun's back and Sister Amelia stifled a yelp. Vicky whipped her at an unhurried pace, dragging the lash sentually across her skin. The Sister bit her lip to keep from crying out and fingered her pussy hole furiously. "Yeah, take that you slut!" the girl berated her. "Nasty whore. You should be ashamed, fucking little boys." Vicky kept her voice down so not to wake the convent. This made her insults more sexy for Amelia. Abuse and humiliation, self imposed penence for her lust. The fact she enjoyed it did not in her mind negate the punishment aspect. "Whore, slut, bitch!" the novice said over and over getting very worked up herself. Vicky stopped long enough to stand up and remove her underwear. She quickly resumed her place, sitting this time with legs apart.

The girl pulled the nun's face into her crotch. "Lick me slut!" she commanded and continued with the whipping. Sister Amelia lapped at the girl's slit, her yelps now muffled by Vicky's pussy. The sweet juice flowed into her mouth as she forced her fingers deep into her own cunt. Vicky had dropped the whip and was lying back on her elbows. Amelia shoved her face hard into the girl's crotch as if she were trying to crawl inside her. Lapping slurping and working the young novice's clit with her nose. It was Vicky's turn to bite her lip as she thrust her hips up again and again against the wet licking, sucking mouth. The girl's body jerked as her cunt poured juixces all over the nun's face.

She lay back to rest for a moment as Sister Amelia licked the sweet cunt honey off her thighs. Vicky was pleased to have finally found someone to tend to her needs. None of her fellow novices had as yet been receptive to her advances. She jumped to her feet grabbing the whip and ordered Amelia "Up on your knees!" The girl lifted the back of the nun's night dress revealing a plump round rear. No panties, just as she had expected. Pushing the woman's hand away from her cunt Vicky roughly stuffed the braided handle of the whip inside. A half squeal half yelp escaped Amelia, much too loud and she shoved her fingers into her mouth to quiet herself.

Vicky brutally fucked the nun with the make shift dildo, continuing to insult and berate her. "You love this don't you! Nasty slut like you. Vow of chastity my ass! You love it you fuck slut!" She worked the leather object in and out at a furious pace. "God damn you're a hot fucking bitch. I bet you'll fuck anybody, won't you slut! I bet you'ld even fuck old Father Ollie." Vicky said. Pushing the leather tool in as far as she could she began working the whip in a circular motion. Then up and down, then round and round again. The Sister bit down on her fingers to keep from screaming and came twice one after the other. When she collapsed in a heep the girl relented. The two lay on the cold tile floor kissing and caressing each other for a while. Then as if an unspoken agreement had been reached each retreated to her own room.

er looks had changed some too.  She wasn't wearing glasses any more.  She had also let her hair grow long instead of keeping it short.  I wouldn't say that she is drop dead gorgeous, probably just about average. I was glad she came down though.

That night we had all gone out to dinner at Outback.  As we were walking out I asked my dad which hotel Lisa and my grandmother were staying at.  He told me they weren’t.  They were going to stay with us.  I was a little confused, because we had a nice size house, but every room was being taking up.  I know I didn't want to sleep on the floor.  Dad said that my sister was going to sleep on an air mattress in my brother’s room.  My grandmother was going to sleep in my sister’s bed.  I then asked him what about Lisa?  He kind of gave me a strange look and said that she is sleeping in my room.  I looked at him and told him that I wasn't happy about it.  I told him that I go out at night and come home early in the morning.  I hated to be wakened by anyone, let alone my cousin.  With that I was off to a party with some friends.  What you have to understand was that I had already packed up most of my stuff.  I was getting ready to move to an apartment with a friend a few days after graduation.  The only things that were in my room was my bed, TV, and my parents old sofa.  They had just bought new furniture and I was getting the old sofa.  The sofa is what Lisa was sleeping on. 

Anyway, I got back home at about 2am .  I was a little surprised to see Lisa still up watching TV.  She was watching Dukes of Hazard.  She asked me what I had been doing.  I told her I had gone to a friend’s house and everyone there was just hanging out drinking and having a good time.  I told her I would be right back and went to the bathroom to brush my teeth and change into some shorts.  I laid down in bed and Lisa turned the tv off.  She was asking me more questions like what I thought it would be like to play college football (I’m 6'1 280lbs).  I then started asking her some questions.  They were all stupid questions, until I asked her if she had a boyfriend.  She said no.  She said she wasn't to keen with guys.  She didn't think she was pretty enough for a guy to like her.  She also didn't like her body.  She said she was taller than most of her friends and most of the guys.  She also said she didn't like her boobs.  She said they were just like little mounds with a Hershey kiss on top.  I couldn't believe she was telling me this.  I knew what she meant though.  She didn't look like she had any boobs at all.  The talk didn't get much further than that before she said she was tired and wanted to go to sleep.

The next day I went along with my usual business.  I saw my family off and on.  I was so busy.  For some reason or another though I couldn't stop thinking about what Lisa was telling my last night.  I found my self not being able to wait until tonight.  I had some other questions to ask her. 

Night came and I found my self at home earlier than I usually would.  I got ready for bed.  I noticed Lisa was watching tv and she didn't seem that interested in talking.  So I took a bold first step and knowing the answer already I asked her if she was a virgin.  She hit mute on the remote control and looked back at me puzzled.  Why do you ask that? she said.  I told her I was just curious after what we were talking about last night.  She told me yes she was still a virgin.  She then sat up on the sofa and asked me the same question.  When I told her no, she looked puzzled again.  She said that she thought you had to wait until your married to have sex.  See, I later found out that my grandmother is the one who told Lisa about sex.  Being that my grandmother is very old school, Lisa thought you had to be married to have sex.  I told her you don't and she still looked puzzled. 

Lisa started to ask me a lot of questions about sex.  Like how it feels?  What’s it like?  Lisa was really starting to turn me on.  I had to pull the covers over me to keep her from seeing my hard on from the light of the tv.  I then got real brave.  I told her I could answer all of her questions, but that it would be different.  I could only tell her how it felt for me, from a mans perspective.  I didn't know how it would feel for her.  I then asked her if she had ever kissed a guy before.  When she said no I jumped on the opportunity. 

I told her to come over to me and I would show her what it is like to kiss a guy.  She came over and sat down beside me.  I leaned into her and gave her a kiss on the lips.  She seemed really scared.  I told her there wasn't anything to worry about.  I then told her the next time I go to kiss you to slightly open up your mouth.  When I kissed her again she did as I said.  I put my tongue in her mouth and started to French kiss her.  She really started to get into it.  Then out of instincts I started rubbing her boobs on the outside of her t-shirt.  It didn't take her long to realize what I was doing before she pulled back.  I asked her what was wrong.  She said that she didn't want to do this.  That she wasn't ready to have sex.  I told her we don't have to have sex, but that we can fool around.  She said it's all the same thing.  I told her it wasn't.  Finally after thinking it over for a minute she said as long as we don’t have sex.   I told her we wouldn’t.   With that I leaned in and started kissing her again.   After a few minutes of kissing I started to take her shirt off.   You could tell she really didn’t want to.   She kind of fought it and then finally gave in a let me take it off.    When I looked down at her breasts I noticed that she wasn’t lying.   She really didn’t have much in the way of breasts.   Her nipples looked like little Hershey kisses too.   They would puffy and sticking out.   She quickly took her hands and covered herself up.   I told her not to, that I thought she was beautiful.   She said she would feel more comfortable if I showed her my penis.   I said ok and took my shorts right off.   I would say that I am average in size.   She looked at my penis and was kind of taken back by it.   She said she had only seen some in magazines.   She asked if she could touch it.   I told her she could.   With that she stuck her hand out and touched the head.   She said it’s so hard, but soft.   I then started to show her how to jerk me off.   I guided her hand to the base of my cock and told her to move her hand up and down.   It felt so wonderful.   While she was doing this I was playing with her breasts.  

After a few minutes I asked her if she wanted to try something else.   She said sure.   I told her I wanted to teach her how to give a blow job.   I told her to lean down and kiss the head of my penis.   She did and when she sat up she said she tasted something.   I told her it was called pre-cum.   It acts as a lubricant if you’re going to have sex.   I then told her to open her mouth and to put my penis in it.   She said it seemed kind of gross.   I told her to trust me.   When she got some of it in I told her to close her mouth.   I then told her to start sucking on my cock with out using her teeth.   To move her mouth back and forth and to use her tongue.   She was really driving me crazy.   I was getting ready to cum, but I really didn’t want to say anything to her.   I wanted to shot in her mouth and hope that she swallows it.   I looked down at her and told her to pick up speed a little.   I then told her I was close to Cumming and that I wanted to come in her mouth.   I told her to keep going and that when I cum to swallow it.   If she couldn’t do it then I told her to spit it in the trash can beside my bed.   She went at it for another minute of so and I started to feel my balls tighten.   I didn’t even warn her.   I just grabbed the back of her head and brought her mouth down over my whole cock.   I shot a few ropes of cum in her mouth and I could start to hear her gag.   I let her go and she ran over to the trash can and spit it out.   I had a glass of water on my night stand and let her use it to rinse her mouth out.   When she got back I could see she had a few tears running down her eyes.   I asked her if she was ok and she said yes.   She said that she was finished for tonight, but that we could mess around again tomorrow.  

Tomorrow night came and we started off messing around again.   I was completely naked and she had her shirt off, but her shorts on.   This time I laid her down on my bed and started to kiss her.   While I was kissing her I kept thinking about how I could get her to have sex with me.   I wanted her so bad.   I wanted to take her virginity.  

While I was kissing her I slowly made my way kissing her down her neck to her breasts.   I focused on them for a while.   I could her Lisa start to moan a little.   That is when I decided to go further.   I started kissing my way down her stomach to her belly button.   When I got to the elastic of her shorts I slowly started to pull them down.   She quickly grabbed them and pulled them back up.   She said she didn’t want to play anymore.   I then asked her if she remembered how good I felt after she gave me a blow job last night.   She said yes.   So, I told her that I wanted to give her that same feeling tonight.   I told her I wanted to lick and kiss her pussy and make her cum.   I told her it would be the greatest experience in her life.   I started to kiss her breasts again and she reluctantly said alright.   With that I slid her shorts off.   I told her she needed to open her legs wide.   She did and I put my mouth down by her pussy.   I could tell she was already wet.   I started to eat her out.   I began to really focus on her clit.   She was starting to really get in to it.   She was grabbing my head and holding me down there.   I just kept thinking man I got to get my cock in there.   While I was eating her out I decided to put a finger in her.   She was really tight.   She never said anything so I just kept going.   I could tell she was getting close to an orgasm.   Finally she came.   I looked up at her face and she had more tears running down.   She said she was so happy.   She had never felt something that good before.   She told me that she felt she was starting to have feelings for me.   I told her the same thing.   I tried to position my self to get ready to have sex with her.   I had my cock lined up to enter her.   I was looking at her eyes telling her how beautiful she is and kissing her passionately.   I then told her that I wanted to have sex with her.   She said she was scared.   I asked her of what?   She said she heard that it hurts.   I told her sometimes it does at first, but not for long.   She then said that she didn’t want to get pregnant.   I told her I didn’t either.   She asked if I had a condom.   I told her that I didn’t.   She then said that she wouldn’t do it.   I was really upset.   I asked her if we could have sex and I would just pull out before I came.   She still said no.   I then asked if I could just put it in and take it out.   She really didn’t want to and was making it known.   After a lot of begging she finally gave in to me just putting it in and then pulling out.   They whole time I kept thinking maybe she will change her mind once we started.   So, with that I slowly began to push inside of her.   I got all the way to her hymen and she said ok, you were in now get out.   I told her I was barley in her and that I wanted to be in her all the way.   She said she didn’t want to do this anymore and for me to pull out.   I told her to stop being a baby.   With that I pushed through and broke her hymen.   She started to scream, but I just put my hand over her mouth.   I could see the tears running down her face.   I felt bad for what I did, but I was too lost in the moment.   I just laid there with my cock all the way in her until she stopped screaming.   When I moved my hand away she told me to get out of her now.   I told her I couldn’t.   I told her she was the tightest girl that I had ever had sex with.   She said we are not having sex, that I promised to just put my cock in and take it right out.   I then told her that I changed my mind.   I wanted to go all the way.   She started to cry.   I told her not to worry, that it would all be over in a little bit.   She then told me that she would scream.   I told her she would be sorry if she did.   With that I slowly began to fuck her.   In and out, in and out I went.   I kept telling her how great she was.   That she was the best I had ever had.   She was just crying.   I then started to pick up speed.   I could hear my balls slapping against her butt.   I was lost in another world.   Finally I could feel my balls tighten up.   I knew I was about to cum.   I also knew that I didn’t want to pull out.   I wanted to feel what it was like to cum in a woman without wearing a condom.   Just then I shoved as deep in her as I could.   All I could do was say “Lisa, I’m Cumming, Lisa I’m Cumming.”   I just emptied my cum into her.   I just collapsed on her.   I had never cummed so hard in all my life.   When I pulled out of her she quickly got up and put her cloths back on.   She ran over to the sofa and lay down in a fetal position crying.   I just sat up and told her that there was nothing to cry about.   I told her she was very good.

Nothing happened again after that night.   Lisa and my grandmother left two days later.   Thinking back after they left, I thought maybe I shouldn’t have done what I did.   It was too late though.   You can’t change the past.  

A couple months later I had to go up with my dad to see my grandmother.   She wasn’t doing to well.   When we got there I figured I would see Lisa.   When I didn’t I asked my grandmother where she was.   My grandmother told me that she had started messing with boys and got her self knocked up.   Grandma said that she is at some special school for young pregnant mothers.   She then ventured to say that Lisa had claimed to have only had sex once.   So, was the baby mine.   I guess I would find out in seven months.

long, six inch round cock--various toys such as vibrators, dildos, bottles...even baseball bats; there were also a lot of pictures of my ex--her name's Sasha--in different positions, with her large mouth filled with my dick, or stuffed with another girl's creamy cunt (I might as well say it--she left me for another woman, which was basically my fault); and pretty much anything else sexually that one straight horny guy, and one horny, bi-woman would ever love to do together.

As I neared the end, I noticed a couple of photos missing.

I knew the ex hadn't taken them (she said she didn't want a single thing to remember me by), and I know I always take good care of them. So what happened to the four missing pictures from the last page? I asked my confused mind.

I was desperately trying to think which ones they were--as well as potential suspects--when Kayla walked in.

I had to close the binder and quickly place it over my lap, as my cock was still stiff from looking at the pics that were there.

"Hi, Daddy," she said, with a gentle smile. That turned to a look of curiosity; then, as she saw what I was holding on my lap, terror struck her face. She tried to shield it from me, but I saw right through it like it was nothing more than gossamer.

I knew then where the pictures went.

Never before had I thought about Kayla in a sexual manner. (Maybe the occasional glance here and there--but you show me one father that has a hot, beautiful daughter that never, ever looked, and I'll show you either a gay man...or an alien.) But, just then, knowing that my little girl had stolen pictures of her dad and mom fucking or sucking or whatever we were doing in the missing photos, combined with her sweet, sexy, innocent beauty, my cock stayed titanium-strong as I watched her slowly walk over.

Kayla inherited her mother's long, slim, curvy (yes--curvy--even though she was only thirteen, with the proper make-up and clothes, she could apss for at least seventeen) legs, and almost-to-the-ass straight, blonde hair. Her eyes shimmered like two precious aquamarine stones. She recently--about two months after her mother left--started showing more and more skin around the house. What she had on now was one of my old heavy metal t-shirts that came just about an inch below her tight, little ass and cunt. Of course she had had panties on, I assumed. I didn't think she would have gone that far...yet, anyway.

She was standing next to me on my right, and I turned to get a minute glimpse of her panty-shrouded pussy. I absentmindedly licked my top lip as I saw the very bottom of the sheer white cotton. It wasn't too much to see, but you had to take what you could get. My eyes zipped back up to meet hers so I wouldn't get caught.

"Hi, Kay. Dressed for bed a little early, huh, baby?" I was pressing the album into my erection, trying to force the bastard back down into hybernation.

Her eyes swiftly went to the album again, and the worried facade returned. "Whatcha doin', Daddy? What's that?" she pointed to the album. She knew damn well what the fuck it was, but I played along.

"It's the collection of photographs from the wedding and stuff--things like that. I was missin' your mom, and I thought I'd reminisce a bit." Cock, please go down! Cock, please go down! I chanted over and over like a mantra or cadence in my beginning-to-get-dirty mind.

She grinned. "Uh-huh." Kayla sauntered over and sat down--Indian-style yet!--right in front of me, her hands across her fairish breasts. It took every single one of the hundreds of muscles and tendons in my face to keep my eyes from gazing downward. I knew if I did, I would see the panties, and, therefore, the lump of daughter-pussy tucked under them. I just wanted her to go to bed so I could run to my room, and rub a hard one off.

But she wanted to talk, of course.

"Daddy," she said in a stern tone, "forget about Mom, already! She left us , remember? If you don't mind me saying so, I think she's nothin' but a filty whore!"

"Kayla!"

"Daddy. What I'm trying to say is is that you don't need her in your life--I sure's hell don't! I can be the only female in your life from now on." Her voice was softer on the last sentence.

She didn't understand that I had needs that she couldn't take care of, but that was the innocence again.

The serious talk worked on my pulsing cock; he was now deflated, resting warmly against my inner-thigh. But I knew if I shifted my face down, he'd be back with a pre-cum-dripping vengeance. For added insurance and to test myself, to see if I could hold him down whenever I wanted, I got up halfway and leaned toward Kayla. As my outstretched arm--with binder in hand--got closer to the shelf, so did my lower body; my crotch was mere inches away from my daughter's face. The boxers I was wearing were of thin material, and I thought I heard her inhale deeply. I know I felt the exhale directly on my soft prick. Oh shit oh shit oh shit!

I slid the binder back into its place next to the TV and sat back down so fast, I nearly fell over backwards. This elicited a giggle from my cute daughter.

My daughter just sniffed at my cock! What the hell was happening here?

I leaned forward this time, using my baggy shirt to cover up my prick until it went back down. But that wasn't--as they say--in the cards.

Since I was leaning towards Kayla, I finally saw what she had downstairs, so to speak. The outer edges of her pussy were bulging and bald; her lips were thick and extremely long, light pink with a deeper shade lining the edges. I saw her muffin because her white cotton panties were actually engulfed by her virgin-tight cunt--like she had a thong on reversed.

I just couldn't believe what I was seeing. Oh, I knew that I was witness to the most magnificient, amazingly beautiful pussy that ahd ever been created, but it was attached to my daughter. And that was off-limits, I told myself.

I stared back in her eyes, and she must have saw something in my glazed-over look.

"What's wrong, Daddy? Are you okay?" The genuine innocence and concern in her tone wasn't helping me feel any better at-friggin-all!

"Yuh-Yeah,"I stammered.

"I know how to cheer you you up!" She smiled and reached across to me; her little hands found my ribs, and she tickled the hell outta me!

I started laughing really hard, forcefully almost, to try and get the image of Kayla-cunt out of my mind. And, of course, to get my incestuous cock back down.

Following her lead--if I didn't, she would think something wasn't right--I grabbed two handfuls of her ribs, and wiggled my hands around. She was bellowing laughter so hard, tears were streaking down her soft cheeks in glimmering, twin streams. Every once in a while, I would see that pretty pink pussy exposing herself to me time and time again.

I really needed to focus.

I really had to end this now, and in a way I never thought of before. I formed a hasty plan that would/should produce two results. 1) Get her just to know that I was in a better mood so she wouldn't worry about me, and 2) To get that one perverse grab of that cunt that would also serve two purposes. The first was the obvious--I was as horny as a teenager in a red-light district with two-grand in my pocket. The second--maybe Kayla would start to feel just a little bit uncomfortable playing these kinds of games with her father and, therefore, she might wear more clothes around me from now on. This way, I could go back to just being a normal father, and I could stop these feelings I was having.

I stood up in front of her. Still laughing, I reached down and pulled her to her feet.

"Now what're doin', Daddy?" She was giggling as well, wiping her tears away.

"Helicopter!" I yelled. It was something I used to do to her when she was small, and she loved it.

"No, Daddy!" But that was something she always said, and her laughter grew.

I turned her around and placed my left hand on the back of her neck. Damn, her hair is so soft..., I thought at that time. The right hand--also wet from nervousness--slid between her thighs. I cupped her bare pussy; my middle finger was immediately captured by those beefy folds. Her panties were wet, I remember now. I heard her gasp--whether out of horror or pleasure, I hadn't known at the time. I told myself that this one move would be better for the both of us: I could get my release from these despicable thoughts, and she would distance herself from me a bit. Not totally, because she loved the hell outta me.

I lifted her like that above my head and started spinning around.

Her laughing quited, and she said--barely above a whisper: "Oh, Daddy, this is so much fun. But I hope I don't get too dizzy."

Was she panting,

I wondered? What is going on here?
After three revolutions, Kayla shouted, "Daddy! Put me down; I gotta pee!"

"Okay, sweetie." I laid her on the couch face-up. Her shirt rode high, and I saw those sensuous folds again. Also, her tight tanned tummy finally came into view. What came next was one thing I'll never be able to get out of my mind.

She raised herself halfway up, and turned so that her feet were on the floor; her also-tanned legs were open. She went to push herself all the way up, but she stopped.

"Duh-Daddy, I'm so sorry!"

"What--?"

Then I noticed.

Her underwear was now pulled to the side, and I saw her exposed pussy twitch. I mean, it actually bucked and twitched! Then her legs shook. Thin, creamy-white strands of cum spurted straight out, splashing and dripping off of the coffee table.

Now, I've seen woman squirting cum like fountains on the internet and such--me and the ex even tried to get her to do it, using all the toys we saw the pornstars using, but we failed. But I always thought that those women were taking some kind of pills or something to get themselves to do that. Needless to say, seeing it in real-life, seeing my thirteen-year-old daughter's pussy firing cum, was raising my sail effectively.

"Daddy, I'll clean up my puh-pee." She started crying; my heart almost broke, and now I felt guilty. I made my little girl cum, and she was the one who felt guilty.

"I'm so, so sorry, Daddy. Please don't be mad with me!" She had her legs closed, with her hands covering her pussy.

I sat down on the couch next to her, no longer ogling her cunt. But I still couldn't turn my eyes away from the off-white semen, dripping in long strands from the edge of the wooden table. I wanted to put my arm around her, but thought it a bad idea at the time.

"Kay, it's all right, honey. You didn't do anything wrong; you didn't even pee ."

She looked me in the eyes. Now the tears there were of shame, not joy like before. "Yes I did! And I'm so embarrassed! It just came out of nowhere. Maybe it was the spinning, 'cause when you were doing that, I felt a tingle in my cookie"--that was her pet name that we taught her for her pussy--"and I just couldn't help myself."

She went to get up. "I'll get a towel," she said, in a defeated voice.

I gently pulled her back to a sitting position. "Listen to me, Kayla. What just happened to you is called an orgasm. Girls experience those--although not many have them like you--when their cookies' get excited. It's not pee; it's called semen, and men release it, too, when they're aroused. I shouldn't've grabbed you like that; you're too old for The Helicopter. I should have known that. I'm terribly sorry, Kay."

I lowered my head in shame, and she raised hers in concern and relief. "Oh, Daddy! That makes me so happy that I didn't pee. And you didn't do anything wrong. It actually felt really, really good, that's what's so confusing to me."

She hugged me around the waist, her forearm resting on my pacified cock. Her head was laying on my left side.

Her words did actually make me feel better, so I wrapped my arm around her head and squeezed to let her know that I still cared about her.

"I am sorry, Kayla. And I do love you. No matter what."

"I love you, too, Daddy. And please, don't be sorry. Now that I know what it was, I feel so good. My cookie even feels good. A little warm and wet, but I kinda like it."

Her words were making my pole stiffen again; I really had to get out of here.

Then she did something that made me do something I haven't done since I was a teenager: She made me shoot right in my shorts.

She released her hold on me and swiped at the filmy string of her cum with her right hand--a little girl's curiosity, mixed with the fact that her mom just left, was turning her into a being filled with sexual lust. She played with the thick juice between her thumb and forefinger, rubbing and swirling it all around. "It feels warm--like my cookie!" she giggled. She brought her fingers up to her nose and inhaled. "Mmm, it smells good, Daddy."

She was absolutely gunning my motor, red-lining it, actually. I needed to cum so bad! But I was a lot closer than I thought. I started grinding my forearm into my large cock as I watched, stunned.

Kayla then brought her cum-slippery fingers to her full lips. But then, she looked at me, pleading with me with her eyes. "Would it be gross if I tasted it, Daddy? I mean, it's not pee or anything, and I really want to."

My breathing was growing heavy; my eyes were glossy; and droplets of sweat were forming at my temples. "Guh-Go ahead, baby-doll. If that's what you want?"

"It is, Daddy."

I watched--what seemed like slow-motion--as her long, pink tongue danced around her cummy fingers. She hesitated at first, because this was a new experience. But then her eyes popped wide in pleasure, and she sucked her thumb and pointer-finger dry with a couple of slurps.

With my arm pressed down on my rigid, pulsing cock, I bent myself in half, my head between my knees. I groaned--there was no stopping any of this now. My balls, cock, thigh, and stomach flooded with many hot jets of my cum. She put her hand on the outside of my thigh, and the other on my back; neither helped the situation at all.

"Are you okay, Daddy?" There was fear--for me--in her voice.

I just maoned again as I felt my prick jump, relinquishing the final shots. My boxers were completely soaked through, and some was sliding towards her hand. I quickly pulled her hand off.

I sat back up, stretching my shirt down as far as it would go, creating a tent to hide my hardness. But some moisture could still be seen.

"Daddy's fine, Kay. I just had a stomach ache, that's all."

She felt the slime from my pole on her hand. She asked, "Do stomach aches cause orgasms, too, Daddy?"

"Nuh-No, Kay." I felt completely ashamed at myself. "I'm sorry, baby. You just turned me on so much, and I couldn't help it." I looked in her eyes. "I'll never, ever do that again, Kayla," I promised to my daughter.

Her mind picked a nice time to be analytical. "Well...you told me that I had one, and it felt great. Now, if you had one, it must've felt great, too. So what are you sorry about? I told you I want to be the only female in your life. If your orgasm felt as good as mine, then you should be happy like me!"

She laughed and squeezed my leg, soaking her hand with my cum even more. Then she took her hands off; I knew what was coming next.

"Can I, Daddy? I'm so curious about all of this."

I figured Why the hell not? I'm screwed already. "Go ahead, Kayla. I would honestly like to see that again. I hope you don't mind?"

"Not at all, Daddy. If I can make myself happy while making you happy, then there couldn't be anything wrong with anything, right?"

"I...I guess you are, baby." And, at that moment, I adopted her logic into myself.

"You know I am, Daddy," she smiled, and said with pride.

First she rubbed her hands together. Then cupped them over her nose. She inhaled; she smiled. Then my daughter licked her palms clean, while going Mmmmmmm...

"Yummy, Daddy! Your--uh--semen tastes different than mine, but just as good." Then she said, "I love you so much, Daddy. Thank you for being the greatest Dad in the world."

I have to be honest: I wasn't feeling like it at the time. But, like she said, if she was happy, then everything's all right. I did need to get to my room, though, and sort out my thoughts.

"Kay, I have to go to my room to lie down. And I also have to get some things for you. Can you please clean that up for me?" I pointed to her cum on the coffee table.

"No prob', Daddy! Right away!"

I stood up and went to leave. But before I could, I saw my daughter get down on her hands and knees, her pantied ass thrust up and facing me. She proceeded to actually lick her fucking vaginalfluids off of the table!

"Kay, I'll get you a towel..."

She turned to look at me, and said gleefully, "Not needed. I got a tongue, silly! I can't get enough of this."

She turned back to her "snack".

What a lucky guy I am...,

I started rubbing my half-hard cock through my drenched boxers as I left to go to my room.

I grabbed a book off of my shelf, and a foot-by-foot box from the closet. She's old enough for this stuff now.

When I returned, she was still licking away. Damn her ass is so perfect! Not to mention the fact that her panties were, once again, buried in her puffy slit. My boxers tented, but I gave up caring.

"Here you are, baby." I held out the book.

She got up and sat down on the couch; I could see how her pretty face was glistening. Didn't she ever close her legs?

"What's that, Daddy?"

I handed it to her.

"'Everything You Ever Needed To Know About Sex'", she read. It wasn't the actual title, but I can't use that here. "Oh, thank you, Daddy! I heard of books like this, but I never saw one before. What does 'Hardcore Edition' mean?"

"It means that I don't want to fill your head with politically correct bullshit. Everything is explained in explicit detail. Although, there are some things that you just have to experience, obviously. If you have any questions, though, I'm here for you.

"And you could have these, as well. They were your Mom's. After today, I know you're old enough to have them." I placed the black box on her lap.

"More presents! Thanks, Daddy." She went to open it--

"Hold on, sweetie. Let me leave first so you're not embarrassed." After what just happened, I knew she wouldn't be. But i had to get to my bedroom. "What they are and what they're for is completely explained in that book. Good-night, Kayla."

I kissed her on the forehead and left. What I left her with was one of the many boxes of toys I owned. This one had very small to medium-sized dildos, vibrators, and other such toys. It even had a clit-pump. I didn't want to give her the giant, economy-sized toys yet; her pussy was not ready for those.

I heard her laughing and clapping with exultation as I laid down on my bed. Long, fat cock in my hands, I jerked off twice before going to sleep.

Of course, my entire dream was of my daughter, Kayla, and her magnificient pussy.

 

            Chapter 2: Exposures and Helpers

It was a warm, beaming, sunny summer late-afternoon when I got home from work. I sorted out all my beliefs and thoughts about what had happened yesterday, and reserved myself with Kayla's revelation, about how if we're both having fun and are happy, then there's nothing wrong with any of what happened...or might happen. As long as no one found out about anything, that was.

I came in the front door, scanning left to the living room, and right to the dining room, searching for my sweet daughter. I wanted to be sure she understood that she could never tell anyone about any of that. I didn't see her anywhere.

Before walking into the living room--to make my way towards her bedroom that lay at the other end of the house--I hung my coat up, and slipped off my shoes.

"Kayla!..." Nothing.

Finally I reached her bedroom door. I tapped. "Kayla, you in there?" My worrying stopped as I heard her answer.

"Oh, Daddy! You're finally home. I've been waiting for you; I need your help!"

She sounded immensely excited. When I entered the room, I saw why.

All inhibitions flew out the window for my little girl, it seemed. Her bed was placed in the room so that she could watch TV and see her door at the same time; when she was younger, it made her feel safe. So when I came in, I saw it all. In all its incestuous, beauty.

"I read almost halfway through that book, and I learned a lot! Thanks again, Daddy. But could you please watch me to make sure I'm doin' everything right?" She still had three fingers on her right hand gripping the end of the plastic cock. Her other hand was resting on her gorgeous, teenage breast.

"I...I don't know, Kay. I think it might get Daddy too excited to watch you do that to yourself."

"So...?"

"'So'", I said. I had to at least try to be proper, didn't I? "Daddy will want to masturbate, too, if he watches you. I just don't know if I should watch you or not." Quickly, as an afterthought, I added. "By the way, honey. You have to make absolutely sure that no one ever finds out about what happened yesterday. Or--if anything--anything else happens. Daddy could get in a lot of trouble, sweetie."

"Oh, Daddy," she giggled, the dildo twitching inside her pussy was driving me mad! "I'll tell you for the last time." She sounded as impatient as I had been with her when I would try to explain the importance of school-work, or some such thing. "Did you have fun with your daughter last night?"

I couldn't lie anymore; to myself, or my little darling. "Yes. Yes I did."

"Is there anything wrong with having fun with your daughter as long as she's havin fun with you?"

"No. I guess not."

"Would you have fun watching me use this?" She wiggled the dildo back and forth, the long, wet lips were flapping like two small sails. "Nevermind, Daddy. I see that you already are! Hehehe." She pointed to my pants. I didn't have to look down; I knew my prick had tented my pants. But, surprisingly, I smiled. Not in shame--not this time. I was feeling accustomed to all of this.

"You bet I would, Kay."

"Then why don't you pull up a chair, and watch me? If I'm doin' anything wrong, you can point it out for me. Like you told me last night: Some things are better experienced, than to just read about." She made herself more comfortable by placing a pillow under her ass.

How in the world had I gotten so lucky as to have a very smart, very beautiful, and very mature thirteen-year-old daughter?

I pulled the small chair from her desk over in front of her, sat down, and waited. My cock was thumping against the strain of my waistband. Maybe, I thought with an inward smile, she'll let me whack one off right in front of her. Or at least release this monster in my pants for some air. I couldn't fathom how fast I went from being totally against anything like this...to thinking about stroking my cock in front of my daughter. These were strange days in my household.

Kayla scooted her perfectly rounded ass down to my end of the bed. We chuckled a little as the dildo popped out. I actually heard it! Damn she must be tight! I leaned forward, placing my hands on my knees, my knees pressing into the bed so that I could be as close to this action as possible. Her small, delicate feet were direcrlt across from where my hands were sitting. I couldn't believe how close I was to her amazing, puffed-out, pink, tight, slick pussy! I inhaled as deep as I could; she smelled out of this world. A mix of her fresh, virginal/vaginal juices, and the pleasant scent of soap. I finally looked up at her model-like face. She was ecstatic. And she was--of course--kissing the small head of the dong.

"So, Daddy, what do you think of my pussy? I read that word a bunch of times in my new book." She was clearly aroused, and wanted me to know it.

"You might think I'm lying, but, baby, you have the most amazing, glorious, outstanding, beautiful cunt I have ever seen. It is just absolutely perfect, and I love it. As I love you, Kayla."

"Awesome, Daddy! I love you--and my pussy--too. You ready?"

"One thing first, Kay. I promise I won't be mad in the slightest. Did you happen to take a coupla pictures from my one album? A few are missing. If you did, that's perfectly all right with me. You can even look at the rest anytime you want." I was thinking now about the times we could have, sitting in front of the fire, playing with ourselves while we gazed at all those great photos.

Her smile didn't fade. "Yeah, Daddy. Sorry, but I wanted a regular picture of you to put in the new frame I made. Then I accidentally found those pictures of you and Mom...and other girls, too. They made my cookie hot! I just wanted a few of you...your...uh...."

I knew what she was trying to say, and I needed her to say it.

"cock. But you came home early that day, so I only got a couple. Two of them are Mom licking another girl's pussy--which I also like, even though I hate Mom. One was of you from behind. By the way: You have a nice ass when it's not covered by clothes, hehe." I smiled wider than the Amazon River. "And the other one was a blurry pic of your cock inside Mommy's asshole! I guess I have a lot more to learn, huh? But in that picture, you were inside of her so far, that I could hardly make anything out. Maybe--if-"’ŽŒ

"Ready, Daddy?"

"You betchur beautiful ass I am!"

"Okay. Enjoy. But, remember, you're also here to teach me, so don't forget."

I nodded. She started.

She brought the dildo down, running it between her moderate tits. I could tell she was a little embarrassed, but that was natural. She made circles around each stiffening nipple, cooing oooooooooh as she did so. Her left hand went to a nipple and started twisting it lightly. The skinny dildo now was rubbing around her flat stomach, and I could see it rising and falling rapidly. My daughter then ran it down the inside of her thigh...then up to her knee again...then back down. She skipped over her pussy, and repeated the sexual process on her other leg. She really knew how to tease herself, I thought. After a few times of her doing this, she then reached the point I'd been dying for: her juicy, teenage cunt.

"Daddy, I'm gonna do my clitty first, okay?"

I just groaned, sueezing my thick cock through my pants.

She used the head to roam around her clit; it watched as it stiffened before my eyes. Is there anything that that pussy couldn't do? It was rising while she toyed around the not-so-little bud, spiraling the plastic dick in small circles. "Daddy, am I doing all right so far? Is there anything specific you'd like to see me do?"

"Yes, and yes, Kayla," I breathed. "Can you slap the dildo against your clitty for me; I think you would really enjoy that."

"Okay, Daddy!" She gripped the dildo near the base, and proceeded to knock on her hard clit with it, making wet, smack! sounds everytime. "Ohhhhhh, this is so hot, Daddy. I'm slappin' my itty-bitty clitty right in front of you! Do you need to bring your cock out? He must be really hurting inside your pants. And I would luuuuuv to see it, Daddy. Only if you want to, though."

But I could see it in her eyes--the same glossy look I had last night, actually--that she needed me to show it to her. How could I tell my daughter no? And I thought it might get her off better if she could pump that dildo into herself while staring at a real cock. Her father's cock. And that to me was sooooo much the better.

I watched her beat on her reddening clit as I stood. My hands were shaking as I fumbled for my belt. I was still very nervous about all of this, but I knew she would always keep these secrets. I undid the front of my belt, loosened it, unsnapped the button, and tore down my fly. My hardness pushed out right against the inside of my boxers, and Kayla's eyes sparkled as they turned into big, round O's. I smiled at her. I then tucked my fingers into the insides of my pants and underwear, and slid them down, they crumpled around my ankles. I stood back up.

There it was, pointing up at a forty-five-degree angle in all its majesty. My daughter's eyes grew even larger as she stopped smacking her cunt around. She couldn't look away from her father's incest cock, with the head all glistening from my pre-cum.

" HOLY SHIT, DADDY! I know the only dicks I saw were in that book...but none of them were that big! Are there a lot like yours?"

"Well, thank you for saying that, baby. And, even though I'm a few inches above average, and my cock is long and thick, there are still even bigger ones out there. But not many, I guess. You like it, Kay?"

"Daddy, your big cock is the greatest thing I ever saw in my life! Maybe when I'm done I could get a closer look? Ya know, to examine it. I need to learn about all this stuff, and your the best person on the earth I could think of to teach me."

I couldn't believe that my daughter was so natural using those filthy words; my dick jumped a little at the sight before me...and what she said. She giggled again, and asked:

"Why's the--um, hold on a sec, Daddy" She grabbed the book that was laying by her pillows. She thumbed through the first coupe of pages. Closed it, then finished her query. "Why's the head all wet? Did you cum already?"

"No, darlin'. It's called pre-cum. It's what comes outta cocks to help lubricate before we stick them in pussies. Here; I'll show you more." I gripped my cock at the base, then squeezed and pulled up towards the head. A large bubble of translucent pre-cum oozed out. It bursted and flowed down over the large veins, nestling into my ball-sack. I looked up in time to see her lick her lips. Man, she is such a naughty little cum-whore! I thought with an inward grin.

"That's so wonderful, Daddy! Maybe I can have some later--you know, when I'm finished?"

"Anything for my special baby, Kayla." My fist was still wrapped around my heated member.

"Okay. Sit down, and tell me what to do with my cunt, Daddy. And I can watch you play, too."

I flung the pants and boxers off from around my ankles and sat down in front of her again. She scooted even closer, actually placing the bottoms of her feet on my knees! My daughter started right in on herself. She watched me slide my hand up and down on my pulsing prick as she spiraled the dildo around her fat lips. I saw tiny beads of moisture inside her thick folds, shimmering like distant stars. Her ass-crack was also a tad wet. I then started with both hands, one over the other, stroking slowly so I didn't cum too early for my daughter.

While she was tracing shiny lines around the outside of her pussy, I asked, "Can you do me one little favor, Kay?"

"Anything for my Daddy," she moaned.

"Can you slide a finger inside yourself, then suck it? I would love to see that again!"

"You betcha! I love the taste of all cum." She smiled in a wicked way. "But only if I can have some more of yours when you're ready?"

"Mmmmmm, that won't be a problem, darlin'."

Still using the dildo on the outside of her womaness, she slowly slid her middle finger into her tight, pink pussy. She gently pushed it in a few times, then slowwwwwly drew it out.

I watched in almost paralyzation as she sucked her finger, and fucked herself with the plastic prick. The large lips would get sucked in with every in-stroke, then flap back out again when she drew it out. "Daddy," she breathed heavily, "I'm gonna cuh-cum soon..."

"That's okay, baby-girl. I've gotta cum soon, too. But I'll wait for you, my precious daughter. I have to see you shoot your girl-cum again."

Kayla was twirling the dildo around inside her while sucking her finger. Her mound of cunt was the prettiest thing I ever saw before as she slid the slick dong in and out...over and over. I kept on jerking my veiny, throbbing dick up and down, right in time with her masturbation. I leaned forward a bit so I could smell her juices.

"I can't believe how great you smell, Kayla. Can you finger-feed me some of your cum? I'll come up closer to you--you seem to be handling everything all right--and this way you can get a closer view of my cock."

"That would be so awesome, Daddy! Thank you so much. I really want you to taste me. I am your daughter, after all. It's only right that you should."

She seemed to enjoy this idea a lot. I stood up, stiff prick still in hand, and walked over towards where her head was on the bed. Her gaze never leaving my fisted prick. I knelt right next to her head, holding my cock up, my large sack singing from my movements. It was all shiny as I shaved every hair off of the entire area; there was not a single one to be found. I was as bald down there as my teenage daughter. Kayla jammed a finger inside her pussy--not too hard, because her hymen was still in place. I wonder if I'll be the one to take it? Most likely, I answered my thought. She plunged it in a few times, then brought it out, holding it up to me. I leaned my head down to suck of her slime, but when I got close, she pulled it away teasingly.

"Me first, Daddy. Can you make your cock drip out that yummy stuff again? Drop it right in my mouth." She opened up her mouth, and said Ahhhhhhhh... .

This was just too damn amazing to me. I leaned over her, my stiff cock casting a dark shadow across my little girl's face. Her eyes bulged out, seeing how big it really was close-up. I gripped the base with two finger, compressed them into the underside of my cock, and stroked all the way to the head. I really wish I had a camera in here so I could have taken video of this. I watched as a huge bubble of steamy pre-cum erupted from the tip. It shined, then popped. The glob fell down through the air...and landed right on my daughter's outstretched tongue. She instantly stuffed her tongue back in, swished the little amount of cum around the inside of her small mouth, and swallowed. I almost blew it right then and there, all across my Kayla's face and lips!

" Mmmmmmmmm....Mmm-hmm-hmmm! That was so wonderful, Daddy! Fresh from the cock is much better than when it's cold. I really want to taste all of your real cum, though. How's about after I cum, you do it in my mouth? I want to eat you up!" She smacked her lips together seductively. Once again, I couldn't deny my daughter any pleasure.

"That would be the greatest thing in the world, Kayla. As soon as you cum, I'll jerk off right into your mouth. Keep pumpin' that dildo into you; I really need to cum bad! " I watched as another bead of my wetness plopped down on her, hitting her bottom lip. She sucked that right up.

"Okay, Daddy. But I have a better idea: Why don't you get your big cockie"--she still calls my prick that to this day; I always thought it so cute and appropriate that my daughter call it that--"as close to my cookie as possible. This way, if I cum like I did yesterday, I could maybe get it all over him, and I could get the best from both of us?" I saw her arm wiggling around fast; I knew she was almost there. She was moaning amd groaning over and over again.

"I don't know where you come up with all these great ideas, but keep 'em comin', baby. All right. But I get a taste of you first, Kay."

She smiled wide as she inserted her finger once again into her hot hole. She brought it up to meet my lips; I can still see how it glimmered. I wrapped my lips around her slender finger and sucked all of her juices off. She tasted better than anything ever. "Ohhh, thank you, my baby. You taste heavenly." I licked all of her off my lips, and got off the bed.

I got the foot of the bed, watching her dig that dildo into her soaked cunt. She was cooing, "Daddy...Daddy... oooooooooooooooh Daddy.... You like seeing my little putty, don't you? You like it when your sexy daughter plays with her cookie in front of you, right, Daddy?"

"Oh, yes, Kayla. Keep jammin' that dildo into your hot, sticky cunt. Daddy wants to feed you all his cum...."

"Should I take my cherry, Daddy. Or do you want it? I would rather you have my cherry...if you want it?" She was leaning her head back, and her eyes rolled up into her sockets.

"Yes I do, baby. Yes I do. But there are a lot of other things for me to teach you about first. I can't just dive right in like that." I kept stroking and stroking, staring down at her tiny, pink, fat-lipped pussy being hammered by the dildo. "There's oral sex, and me playing with you with toys and my fingers, and so many other wonderful things we're gonna do. You're gonna be my one and only girl for ever and ever, Kayla. I love you, sweetie."

"I-I-I love you, too. Oh, Daddy! I'm gonna cuuuuuuuuuuum . Teach me everything, Daddy. Please! Here...it...comes...Daddy-Dear!"

Once again--I was astounded. This time, though--either from having her Daddy's thick cock out in front of her, or just because I was here--she fired even more rounds of white ammunition. They coursed through her body...through the proper channels...down warm, fleshy, womanly canals...and squirted in a hose-like way all over my hand and raging cock. The stream of her girl-cum was pure white, and it slopped all opver my stroking fist, sticking my fingers together. It felt so beautiful and so right, as I knew I couldn't hold mine in much longer.

" Ohhhhhhhhhh, Daaaaaaddy!!! I love how your big cock looks with my sugar all over it! It's all drippy! Look at my pussy!

The spray was dying now; her cunt just spurted and bucked, basically just dribbling out a few last globs. These crept over her folds and into the crack of her teenaged ass. I wanted nothing more than to lick it all up right then and there, but I had something more important that needed to be done: I had to cum in my daughter's mouth. She was dying for it.

So as I watched her legs tremble, and watched as she ran a hand all over her tight, little pussy, I strode over to her with my thick cock in hand again. "I hope you're ready, Kayla? I know I'm gonna cum a lot . That was so beautiful, baby, watching my daughter fire cum like a hose. And all over me, yet! Look!" Ropes and strands of her pussy-slime were dripping off my soaked prick, landing in little droplets on the carpet, then on her blanket as I knelt by her head again. I watched as that large shadow barred across her amazing face again. I shook my cock up and down so some of her cum would cover her face as well."

"Yummy, yummy, yummy, Daddy!" She was probing all over her face, everywhere her tongue could reach, slurping up her fluids. "But now I need yours, Daddy. Please give it to me. Pretty, pretty please?"

"I just hope your little throat and mouth can handle it, Kayla. I've never been this turned on in my life. Would you like to help Daddy?" My cock was drenched and red and was so close to her face, I could feel her breath on the underside of it.

She let out a gasp. "Can I, really? I would love to, Daddy? What do you want me to do?" She was beaming in anticipation, her gigantic smile said it all. Plus she was bouncing her firm ass around on the bed, her titties twirling in circles.

"I'm gonna place the head of my cock right on the inside of your open mout. And you do have to open it up as much as possible, Kayla. Then I'll start stroking it faster, and you wrap your little hand around my cock, too, just under mine. Keep the same rhythm as me, so I can cum real good, baby. Try to swallow as much as you can, but I know whatever spills out, my delectable daughter'll clean it up. Think you can do that, Kay?"

"Oh, you know it, Daddy! I can't hardly wait to finally taste cum right from your cock! And I also get to have a little bit of you in my mouth! This is so exciting, Daddy! Please hurry." She made a very seductive face. In other circumstances, someone who was only thirteen making that face would have been a little comical. But now? It was the icing on the cake. Speaking of icing, I had some of my own to do.

She opened her mouth s wide as it would go--she really was as adorable like that than I've ever seen her before. Her tongue came out like she did earlier, and she wagged it at me. My cock was so close to her, that I felt it brush under my long prick. That was all I needed. I placed the top half of my cock inside her hot mouth; she gave it a quick kiss before I did so, and whispered "Yummy" again. I just had to take a moment to see my bulging cock-head inside my daughter's mouth. It was glorious! Then I started my stroking. She followed suit by wrapping her long-nailed fingers around the thick circumference, just like I told her, and instantly joined my timing. I never felt so hot...so turned on...so alive before. I watched as my daughter's mouth was stretched around the head; with our massaging, it was rolling around her lips and tongue. She was eliciting a very long moan, when I said:

"Here I cum, Kay! Be ready..." I saw the first shot strike the inside of her cheek. She jumped a bit, because I guess she quite didn't know what to expect exactly. The second went right down her throat, as with the third, fourth, and fifth. She choked a little, and a few dollops were accidentally spit back onto my cock-head. But it just dribbled back down to join its millions of relatives, all on their way down her throat and into her stomach. She was gulping and gulping as I watched her neck constrict and loosen with each swallow. The last two or three spurts covered her long tongue, and she sucked them right down. She was still inexperienced, so some of my cream leaked out of the corners of her mouth. I gathered it all up with my fingers, and fed it to her. She slurped and sucked all of it off with another long moan.

I let her give my cock a quick lick, and a kiss for the head, and layed down next to her. "So? Everything great for you, baby-girl?"

"Daddy, you know it! That was the most awesome thing ever. Your cum was so hot and sticky, and it tasted like nothing I've ever had in my tummy. Thank you for being so great to me, Daddy." She gave me a kiss on my neck, and I returned one to her forehead.

"And thank you for being such a spectacular daughter, Kay. And, trust me--it only gets better from here. We have so much to experience with one another, and I promise to always be gentle--unless you say otherwise--and to love you forever. All's we need is each other."

"That's right, Daddy." She laughed, and I could tell she was still savoring my slimy, incestuous cum. "When can we start the next lesson? I can't wait, Daddy!"

"Well, since I don't work for the next two days, why not tomorrow? But play with that pussy as much as you want, 'cause we'll be dealing with toys in the next lesson. I want that pussy opened a little more for me. I also can't wait to finger you, and have you give me a wonderful hand-job. So, get some sleep, baby-girl. I'll see you early in the morning. I even have a surprise on how I'm gonna wake you up." I smiled slyly at her. I stood to gather my clothes and to go get some much-needed rest.

"Whatever you say, Daddy. I'll be playing with my putty to get her workin' good for ya!" She smiled, and I returned it.

I went to bed, succuming to the wild dreams I was having about all the astonishing, beautiful acts we were going to be performing on and with each other. I love you, Kayla-dear.

To be cunt-inued.

I didn't know, but I no longer lingered on questions of morality, or anything else that didn't matter anymore. My daughter wanted me to watch her? Fine. Great. Wonderful! I was going to enjoy it.

I thought, with sickness afterward. But that was fading rapidly as I watched my beautiful teenage daughter sucking up her cum.

. I gasped. But I had to smile at what she said so boldly.

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His name was Jakob, which I first thought was German but he turned out to be Polish. He had been born in London, moved back to Poland and then returned to London to work and study for his diploma, sponsored, like me, by his firm of builders. He was nineteen, a bit shy and straight. I learned this in the cafeteria during our second week. By the end of the first term I had learned very little else about him, except that he kept himself to himself, never stayed after class for a drink, and disappeared every lunchtime for about half an hour. I never knew where he went but, as I started to become more interested in him I decided that I would make it my duty to find out.

Our second term started in the spring and by this time some of the class had dropped out. There were only twelve of us but I was pleased to see that Jakob had returned. The first week back I tried to make conversation with him and made sure I moved from my usual desk to the one beside him so that I would have more opportunities to talk to him. From this new position I could also glance at him more often. But he remained quiet and secretive and we got no further than hello and good bye.

During one lecture, a particularly boring one about health and safety regulations, I noticed that he had something hidden in his folder. He had the folder standing up on the desk in front of him so that the lecturer could not see that he was thumbing through the magazine that was hidden inside. From my place next to him I could quite clearly see that it was a magazine full of hard-core pictures of guys and women getting down to some heavy sex. As he turned the pages he looked up, as if he was listening to the lecture, and then would pretend to write something down. He was actually just doodling, but he was giving the appearance of being an attentive student.

I rested my elbow on my desk, propped up my head in my hand and pretended that I was also making notes. What I was actually doing was giving myself an uninterrupted view of Jakob, and particularly the front of his trousers. He wore combat style army pants, tight around the crotch and top of the legs with baggy pockets on the sides. They hugged his slim waist nicely and helped to define the bulge at the front. The bulge was not huge, Jakob himself was only about five feet seven tall and a bit scrawny to be honest, but what he lacked in physique he made up for in looks. Smooth skin, short black hair and wide, deep eyes that grew larger as he continued to gawp at his porno mag as if he’d never seen one before. And the more he gawped the more the front of his trousers grew. He shifted his position, bringing one leg up and resting his ankle on his knee.

The lecturer was asking a question and, for a moment, I was distracted. I answered him and then wrote something down. When I looked back to the lad next door I caught him pulling his hand away from the front of his trousers, having just adjusted himself. I could clearly see the outline of his cock pressing firm against the light material of his combat trousers now. It was lying to one side, reaching almost to a pocket and beneath it his balls were making a nice, round bulge. I wanted to stop time, if it were only possible, get down on my knees and unzip those combats to take hold of the meat that was straining to be let out. But the lesson dragged on, after a while Jakob put his magazine away and paid attention. And after what seemed like an eternity, the lecture finished and we were let out for lunch.

I noticed that he kept his folder, complete with hidden magazine, under his arm as he left the room. The rest of the class turned right, towards the canteen, but Jakob turned left. This, I decided, was going to be the day I discovered where he went. I followed at a reasonable distance, my eyes fixed firmly on the small rounds of his arse. My own cock was still recovering from the unexpected turn on before, the front of my briefs was slightly damp and my own balls felt swollen. Once I found out where he went I was going to find a cubicle somewhere and jack off while the images of him were still fresh in my mind.

At the end of the corridor he turned left again and climbed the stairs. Other students were coming down in hoards, making their way to lunch before all the tables were taken, but Jakob ignored them. He knew where he was going and nothing was getting in his way. He climbed two floors to the library and went in. Maybe he was just an avid reader? Maybe he took his porn to the quiet recesses of the library to jack off under the table?

The library was all but deserted. Someone was at work behind the reception desk and someone else was studying over by the windows. I paused, pretended I’d forgotten what I had come in for, waited to see where Jakob went, and then followed him again. He disappeared behind the furthest row of shelves and, by the time I got there, had vanished completely. This was a new part of the college to me. I’d never been in the library before; if I needed books I bought them.

There was only one place he could have gone; through a door showing a sign for ‘Gents’. Of course! He came up here to the back of beyond to wank himself over his straight porn. Maybe he couldn’t do it at home with his parents around? Whatever the reason I was glad he chose somewhere out of the way. The toilets were silent inside. Three cubicles lined one wall and beside them was one long, steel trough. A couple of old sinks stood opposite and one, high up window, was shut and dirty. The door to the furthest cubicle was closed and the other two open so I guessed he must already have been inside. I slipped into the middle one and was relived to see that it locked.

But now what was I going to do? I heard the rustle of pages next door and knew that he was in there already flicking through his pictures. I looked at the cubicle walls and realised that this was the place to come when you wanted to cum. The graffiti bore testament to many a horny, frustrated student. Apart from the crude drawings of spurting cocks and hairy balls, apart from the mobile phone numbers and the dates to meet there was a huge variety of one-liners. ‘I want to suck your cock.’ ‘Just had a new lad in here, only 17, huge prick.’ ‘Fuck my arse in tights and panties.’ To mention a few.

I sat down and pressed my ear to the thin, plasterboard wall to hear better the sounds from next door. And that is when I noticed the glory hole. It had been gouged out, the edges smoothed off in an almost professional way and then covered with a piece of tissue. I blew on it, the tissue fell away and I could see the floor of the cubicle next door. Resting on the floor was a pair of feet in black boots. Scrunched up around them were a pair of green combat trousers and a pair of white boxer shorts. I leaned further forward and could see his legs, smooth, almost hairless and, resting on them, his magazine.

I don’t know if he had noticed me then, he must have heard me come it but he didn’t stop what he was doing. I could see that his right hand was holding the magazine but I could see no more. The cover was hiding his other hand and the youthful cock he must have been fisting in it. But this view was enough. My cock was hardening and needed to be let out. I stood, took a risk but didn’t care. I stood facing the wall so that if he looked through the hole he would see me, and I slowly unzipped my jeans. I made sure my belt buckle rattled as I undid it and then slowly slid my own trousers down to the floor. I stood up straight again and fondled my stiffening cock through my shorts, if he was watching me he would get a good show. I pulled the waistband down a little to reveal some of my hairy bush and cupped my balls through the material of the shorts. My six inches was tenting out at the front and when I pulled my shorts down further it slapped out to freedom, the head damp and sticky, the skin pulled right back. I stood there, wrapping my fist around my bollocks and just showing everything. Everything hard, hairy and ready for action.

And then I stood back a little and crouched down onto my haunches. Time to see what he was up to. My face came level with the hole just as he stood up. I saw his smooth skinned thighs, a neat bush of black hair set against a white, flat stomach and a slender, young piece of flesh hanging semi-hard over a hairless, wrinkled sack. So this is what a nineteen year old Polish cock looked like. I wanted to know how it tasted. He was showing it to me proudly and with no shyness now. And he took a step closer.

The pink tip came through the hole, circumcised and glistening and, after a moment’s manipulation his cute ball sack was through, framed by the wall, just lying there waiting for me. I lent forward, breathed in the scent of his groin and blew gently on the tip of his penis. It twitched, I licked the pre-cum with my tongue and it twitched again. Slowly I ran my tongue along the shaft until it played around his short hairs, then back along underneath until the rim of his tip rested on my bottom teeth. I closed my lips carefully around it, formed them into a circle and held him there while my tongue darted and jabbed at his cock head. Within seconds he was fully hard. I slid him in so very slowly, savouring the smoothness, the feel of his warm flesh against my lips, until my nose was into his bush and my head was against the wall. I sucked and then slid back, my tongue pressed firmly against the underside of the youthful meat. Again I rested his head on my teeth and sucked in the juice that was starting to escape.

I put one hand around his balls, cupped them and rolled them around in my palm as I went down again, still slowly, still teasing him. I heard a slight moan as I took his whole length to the back of my throat, and another when I released him and started licking his ball sack. I longed for the wall to disappear, so that I could wrap my arms around his slim waist and feel the firmness of his tight arse in my large hands. I wanted to turn him around, burry my face in his crack and show him what other pleasures men could endure with men. But I was also content to taste his young sack, feel his hardness against my face and breathe in the scent of lad sweat as I worked his bollocks with my tongue.

And then he was pulling away, his cock slipped back through the hole and I saw him crouch down. Immediately I stood up, fed my own meat through the hole and pressed myself up against the cold, hard wall. I felt a hand stroke along my shaft as if it didn’t know what to do with it. Fingers lightly played the full length, turned my cock head inquisitively and then ran through my manly bush of coarse hair. I felt his other hand take my ball sack and roll it, as I had done to him. And then I felt the first breath of warm air against my cock. Soft lips tentatively touched my throbbing end. A wet, soft tongue licked me there and then my shaft was surrounded by heat. I wished I could have held his head, felt his soft, dark hair in my grip as I pushed myself in. But with the wall between us he was now in control. He kept on at my balls as he went down, drawing me in further until I could feel the back of his throat resist against the meat that was trying to get in deeper. I heard him gag, felt him pull back, and then he tried again. As soon as I felt his lips dampen my hair I knew he had taken all of me. His squeezing on my balls quickened and his mouth closed tighter around me.

He pulled back quickly, I felt cold air on my cock head for a second and then it was hot again, plunged to the back of his throat in one deft movement. Again it was released, and again covered as he took me in, drew back, took me in and then drew back again. He was sliding his throat up and down my shaft in a faster rhythm now, feasting on it as if he’d never tasted a man before and this was his only chance. Eagerly he grabbed and pulled at my tightening balls as his mouth worked up and down my shaft. I knew I would not be able to endure this for long. My cock had fattened, somewhere inside I felt the first stirrings and my cock head started to tingle. I wanted to warn him but there was no way. I tried to pull back, I wanted to taste him again, I wanted this to last for a long time, but he had me held fast with his keen, young mouth.

He was beating down on me, using his mouth to wank me off. His mouth felt like a strong, powerful hand pumping my meat as he swallowed me, sucked, slid me out and dived on me again. I clawed at the wall, pushed myself back so that my cock was thrust as deep into him as it could go. I could see the rough graffiti, read the vulgar words, ‘I want to cum in a cute student’s mouth.’ ‘Straight student wants to taste man cock.’  

You’re gunna taste it now. My balls were filled, my cock gorged and scraping against his teeth as he gagged on me. But still he took me in. I pushed as far into him as I could go, and my legs tensed. I grabbed my solid arse cheeks with both hands, and pressed myself as close to the wall as I could. And erupted. My hips jolted in spasm, my cock burned inside his throat and grew hotter as I felt my cum shoot into him and slash back around my shaft. As soon as it started he dived down on me, buried his face into me and held my cock as far in his mouth as he could get it. I shot again, his tongue stroked against my pumping shaft and his fingernails dug into my bollocks. I felt him swallow, the friction of his tight throat on my cock head sent another wave through me and I spurted more juice into his straight gullet. He kept me in his mouth as I gasped and twitched to stillness, licking my cock and draining it of its last drop of cum, drinking me in, drinking me down and dry. Until I could tolerate it no more and I pulled back.

He let me go and I slipped my glistening, wet cock back through the hole. I squatted down again, ready to reciprocate, keen to give him the same treatment. He stood up. I licked my lips to get them moist and waited to receive his young tool. But he just stood there, his cock hanging semi-lip, a dribble of cum hanging from its head. It was a gorgeous, smooth piece of meat that I had tasted only briefly and now may never taste again. It was too late. He had cum while blowing me. He was showing me the effect my cock had had on him.

I put a finger through, beckoned him closer and, when he did put his flaccid cock up against the hole I just took it in my mouth and held it there for a while. And then I let him go. Heard him do up his combat trousers and leave the cubicle. I dried myself off and did the same.

When I stepped back into the enforced silence of the library I saw him walking away. He stopped at the door, turned around and looked at me. I sat at a table, pretending to glance over a newspaper. After a few seconds he came back and stood in front of me. He lent down.

‘Will you tell anyone?’ he said nervously.

I shook my head. ‘Of course I won’t,’ I reassured him.

‘Thanks. See you next week in class then.’

He stood up and turned. Where his hand had rested on the table was now a piece of paper. I unfolded it.

‘Straight student wants to taste man cock.’ It read. And underneath this a mobile phone number and another line: ‘In case you can’t wait until next week.’

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