lot lately, and there didn't seem to be anything I could do about it.  I'd have walked out, but I wasn't going to leave Tamara with her.  Our daughter was 16, although she looked younger because she was small, only about 5'2”, and slim.  She had long blond hair, and an was absolutely gorgeous, if a father can be permitted some pride in his child.

When we arrived, Kelly, Tamara's friend, answered the door.  She was Tamara's age, but a bigger girl;  about my height (which isn't saying that much, I'm only 5'6”) with shoulder-length, dirty-blond hair, gray eyes, and a great body – nice-size round boobs, slim waist, and flaring hips leading to a round ass.  She was wearing a white peasant blouse (they were making a comeback again), with jeans and sandals.  “Hi Michael, Mary.”  She was just about the only one who ever called me “Michael” instead of Mike.  As we walked in, I felt Kelly's had brush against mine.  It had to be an accident, but that didn't matter – it was all I needed to bring my cock to attention.  Honestly, it doesn't take much lately, with my wife spending more time with the bottle than with me, and Kelly is hot.  All it meant, though, was that I was going to have to sit funny for the rest of the night, and I could add another fantasy to my catalog.

Kelly took us inside and introduced us to her mother, Sandy, who didn't look at all like Kelly.  In her late thirties, Sandy was about the same size and build as Kelly, but had short dark hair and brown eyes, and was wearing wire-rimmed glasses.  Kelly and Tamara wandered off  to talk while Sandy greeted us with "Hi, nice to meet both of you.  Kelly's told me a lot about you two.  Come and meet the rest of the crowd.  We're still waiting for the last couple of folks; would you like something to drink?  I've got beer, wine, or soda."

"I'll have some wine," Mary said, which got her a nasty look from me.  Of course, she didn't care, and it wouldn't matter much, she was already pretty well fried by then.  Fortunately, she wasn't the kind who makes a big scene when she's been drinking.  "Beer sounds good to me," I added.  I don't drink much, but I figured a beer or two would make the evening go faster.  We settled in as Sandy went to get our drinks.  As I scanned the room, I noticed Tamara and Kelly over in the corner talking, giggling, and periodically looking over at us.  I figured they were probably talking about Mary being smashed again.  I know Tamara talked to Kelly about that, and Kelly regularly let Tamara know about her latest run-ins with her mother.  Kelly had a boyfriend who was a bit wild for Sandy's taste, and according to Tamara there was a running battle between them about it.

Before long the rest of the guests showed up and things got started.  The night was about as boring as I thought, but everything went smoothly.  Mary remained pleasantly drunk and didn't say much, and even found a couple of things to buy (the product of the night turned out to be a variety of housewares).  Sandy sold enough to make her happy.  Tamara and Kelly managed to visit enough to keep from getting bored.  The rest of the faceless horde that attended seemed to be pleased with the proceedings.  And I managed to stay awake.  The only odd thing was that both Sandy and Kelly seemed to spend a lot of time looking at me.  I wrote it off as my imagination.  The lack of attention from my wife must really be starting to get to me; now I'm starting to hallucinate.

*****

The following Friday I was looking forward (if you can call it that) to a night at home alone.  Mary was out of town for a few days, visiting relatives in the Bay Area.  Considering the amount of attention I'd had from her recently, her being gone wasn't going to change my life much.  Tamara was going out with friends after school, and had let me know in no uncertain terms that she wouldn't be back until very late, and might not be back until the next morning.  Luckily, she's a smart kid, very mature for her age, and I trust her not to get into anything she wouldn't know how to handle.  Not something I could say for most girls her age.

I had stopped to eat dinner, and was on the way home when I remembered that I needed to get some cigarettes.  I pulled into the mini-mart across the street from our apartment complex, and as I got out of the car I heard a familiar voice, in a surprised tone.  "Michael, how are you?"  I turned and saw Kelly walking up behind me, looking hot as ever, wearing, as it turned out, the same peasant blouse and jeans she'd had on at the sales party.  "Hey, Kelly, what's up?"

"Is Tamara at home?"

"No, she's out running around with some friends of hers.  I'm on my own tonight."  Not sure why I added that last part.  

"Damn.  I had another fight with my mother and wanted to come over and hang out with her until Mom calms down enough so I can go home."  She looked desperate, more than I would have expected in the situation.  Tamara had said that she tended to get carried away with things.

"Boyfriend's not available?"  I knew she had one from what Tamara had told me.

"Asshole's available all right!  He can stay available for all I care!"  Kelly obviously had more on her mind than just a fight with her mother.

I know better.  Really, I do.  But I said it anyway.  "You can over to my place to chill out for a while until it's cool for you to go home.  Just because Tamara's not home doesn't mean you're not welcome."

"God, that would be so awesome, Michael.  Thank you!"

"Hang on a minute while I run in and grab some smokes."

"Oh, could you get me some, too?  I'm almost out, and lately they've been checking IDs, so I don't know if they'll sell them to me."

"Sure.  Wait in the car, I'll be right back."

*****

When we got to the apartment, we settled in on the couch in front of the TV.  I told Kelly to find something she wanted to watch.  I don't watch a lot of TV and wasn't feeling too particular about what was on.  She settled on something that looked like an off-the-wall stoner comedy on one of the movie channels.

Kelly suddenly asked, "Michael, do you mind I smoke a joint to relax?"

"Sure, go ahead."  I wasn't surprised the Kelly would be a dope-smoker - Tamara had talked about her wild side.  And I certainly don't care if someone gets high, although I tend to stay away from it myself these days.

Kelly pulled a large joint and a lighter out of her purse, and fired up.  After taking a long hit, she offered the joint to me.  "No thanks. I don't really do that any more."

"Oh come on, Michael, don't be a wuss.  Besides, I don't like to get loaded by myself.  It makes me paranoid, and I'm not a lot of fun when I'm like that."

I could certainly understand that attitude.  Back in my days of regular dope smoking, I didn't like toking alone, either, and I was real familiar with the paranoia side of the Evil Weed.  It was against my better judgment (there seemed to be a lot of that tonight), but the next time Kelly passed the joint I took it and sucked in a huge lung-full.  I held it in as long as I could, then let the smoke go with a gasp, leaned back on the couch, and relaxed.

"Wow, Michael, that didn't look like you don't do that anymore.  I thought you were never going to blow it out!"

"Some things you just never forget, my dear."  I knew it was a little soon to actually be feeling any effects from the pot, but I was starting to relax.  So was Kelly.  We were both kind of slumped on the couch, almost close enough that our shoulders were touching.

After we'd each had a couple more hits off the joint, I saw Kelly licking her lips.  I was well and truly stoned by now, and seeing Kelly's tongue flick over her lips struck me as being the single sexiest thing I'd ever witnessed.  (Did I mention that I was absolutely wasted?)  "Cottonmouth?" I asked her.  "Yeah, could I get something to drink?  Just water would be good."  She then popped up off the couch and announced, "I gotta go pee."  I admired her ass as she walked away toward the bathroom, and realized that I'd forgotten just exactly how horny smoking dope made me.  As I felt my dick starting to rise, I almost wished that Kelly would get bored and leave, so I could head for the bathroom and take care of myself.

I got back to the couch with a bottle of water first and plopped back down where I'd been, putting the water on the table.  When Kelly reappeared from the bathroom, she picked up the water and took big drink before sitting down, then slid back onto the couch...almost where she'd been before.  This time she was just enough farther to one side that her shoulder was pressed against mine.  That wasn't going to help my condition a bit.

I spent the next few minutes concentrating on what to do about my expanding dick.  I reached one of those states you hit when you're stoned where you really don't notice anything outside of yourself.  I had some peripheral sense of Kelly moving around on the couch for a few seconds, then I could feel her shoulder leaning against mine again, but otherwise I had no idea what was going on outside my head.  I was trying to think about my options...Excuse myself and head for the bathroom with Kelly sitting there...Tell her that I'd forgotten that I had something important to do and she'd have to leave...Run screaming from the apartment and throw myself off the balcony...  The last one didn't sound too bad, but I was afraid they'd find me with my dick still standing up.

Kelly's voice pulled me back to reality.  "God, that is totally hot!  Don't you think so, Michael?"  As I slowly returned to the real world, I became aware that not only was Kelly pressed up against me, her head was resting on my shoulder.  She was holding the remote in her hand, and staring transfixed at the TV.  I followed her gaze, and was transfixed at what I saw on the screen.  One girl with her head buried between another's legs, while a man was ramming his (very large) cock into the first girl's pussy.  Kelly had managed to find one of my porn movies on the DRV  I looked back over at Kelly.  She gave me a wicked smile, said, "Too bad there are only two of us, huh?" and lifted her face toward mine.  I had a choice to make.  I hadn't made a good one yet tonight, why should this time be any different?

Kelly's lips pressed against mine and parted.  I slid my tongue into her mouth; she sucked it in and rolled her tongue around mine as I slipped my arm around her shoulders.  She tasted sweet.  Her hand fell into my lap.  When she felt the bulge in my jeans, she asked, "Did I do that, or was it the movie?"  I chuckled and replied, "That was all you, honey!"  She said, "Good!" and moved her open mouth back to mine.  Out tongues rolled over each other, and mine searched out every corner of her mouth, slipping back toward her throat, then exploring the line of her teeth.  Kelly's hand was still in my lap, and she'd started undoing my belt.  I moved one hand up under her blouse, let my fingers trail over the skin of her belly as I slid the hand up to her chest.  She gasped lightly as my fingers brushed her belly, breaking off the kiss again.  This time when I lowered my mouth back to her, I went to her throat instead of her mouth.  Another gasp from Kelly as my tongue traced the outline of her jaw, then slid down along her throat.  By now she had my belt unbuckled, and was in the process of unbuttoning and unzipping my jeans.  My hand reached Kelly's breast, and she moaned, almost a purr, as I squeezed her through her bra.  "Mmmmm...It fastens in front."  As I worked on the catch of the bra, Kelly finished with my jeans, and I felt her push down my shorts, freeing my cock.  She wrapped her fingers around it and started stroking slowly, at the same time purring, "Mmmmm, nice."  I was thinking the same thing as I felt her fingers moving up and down my dick.  Meanwhile, I'd finished getting her bra undone, and my had closed directly on the skin of her breast.  At the same time, my tongue reached the hollow at the base of her throat.  I licked lightly, then pressed my lips against her skin, kissed her, then began to suck on her throat.  "Oh, god, yeah, Michael!  I love it!!"  Kelly's breath was already coming in gasps.  After a few seconds, she mewled, "Please, Michael, suck on my tits like that!"

I shifted us around on the couch so that Kelly was lying back against one arm, and I was sort of crouched over her.  I pulled her blouse up over her head and off, and she shrugged out of her bra, leaving her big, firm breasts completely free.  I lowered my head to her chest, first burying my face between her breasts, licking between them, then circling first one, then the other, with my tongue.  Finally, I started from the bottom of her left breast and licked up, toward the nipple, which was small, brown, and hard as my cock.  When I reached the nipple, I licked then closed my lips over it, sucking it into my mouth.  Kelly's breathing was getting heavier and more ragged.  I began to slide one hand down her belly, feeling her muscles twitch under my fingertips.  As my hand slipped under the waistband of her jeans, I switched my mouth to her other breast.  Kelly's hips bucked as my hand entered moved into her jeans and then slid inside her panties.  While my fingers wiggled through her soft bush of pubic hair, Kelly was clawing at the button and zipper of her jeans, trying to get out of them.  When my fingertips reached her slit, Kelly gave up on the jeans, spreading her legs to give me access to her pussy.  I pushed my middle finger hard into her pussy.  "Oh god, yes!  Oh fuck!"

I finger-fucked her slowly for a few seconds, listening to her gasps, and feeling her hips thrusting up against my hand.  I took my mouth away from her nipple, and whispered into her ear, "Do you like that. baby?"  Her voice was raspy and weak.  "Yes.  God,  Michael, it feels so good!  Don't stop!"  "This should be even better."

I went back to sucking on her nipple, and slipped my finger back out of her pussy, moving it to top of her slit.  As my finger found Kelly's clit, her hips started to buck, and she began to moan.  "Oooohhhh, aaaahhhh!"  I brought my thumb down against my finger, and pinched her clit between them.  At the same time I sucked her nipple between my teeth and bit down.  That was all it took.  Kelly's entire body went into spasms.  "Oh god!  Oh god!  Oh god!  I'm cumming!  AAAAHHHH!  Yes!  Yes!  Yes!"  Finally, Kelly went limp and lay back on the couch panting and moaning a little.  I stood up over her, my cock still pointing out.  Kelly looked up at me and whimpered, "God, Michael, I want you to fuck me, right now!"

I pulled off my t-shirt and kicked out of my jeans.  Then I put my hands on Kelly's waist and pulled off her jeans and panties in one motion.  Kelly was looking at me with a combination of lust and need that was almost indescribable.  Now completely naked, she spread her legs and licked her lips in invitation.  I hadn't said a word since Kelly had cum.  I pushed her back onto the couch, and climbed on on top of her.  She reached down, wrapped her hand around my cock, and guided it to her opening.  I bucked my hips forward and drove into her in a single thrust.  Her pelvis jerked up against mine, and she almost growled in the back of her throat, "I like it rough.  Fuck me real hard!"  I started doing exactly that, with long, strong strokes, pulling almost all the way out of her, then burying myself back inside her.  I could feel her rounded belly pushing against mine, and her big, firm breasts flattening against my chest.  Kelly had her head thrown back over the arm of the couch, and the sight of that, and the sound of her heavy breathing, drove me even harder.  I pushed one of her legs up over the back of the couch, and put my hand down along her leg, reaching for her anus with my finger.  When my fingertip brushed against her sphincter, Kelly hissed, "Yesssss!" and I pushed the first joint inside her ass.  "Oooohhhh!"  Her moan was almost unearthly.  I began finger-fucking her ass in rhythm with my cock-thrusts into her pussy.  Kelly's head began to flop back and forth on the arm of the couch, and she was letting out short, sharp gasps.  "Ahh.  Ahh.  Ahh."  She was close now, and so was I.

I felt Kelly's pelvis and belly start to twitch and I was sure she was ready.  Pulling back as far as  possible while staying inside her, I slammed back into her as hard as I could; at the same time I reached as deep into her ass as my finger would go.  "Oooohhhh fuuuuck!"  Kelly thrashed under me as her orgasm washed over her.  Her fingers clawed at my back.  The muscles of her pussy spasmed around my cock, sending me over the edge, as my balls poured their load out through my cock and into Kelly.  I ground my pelvis against her clit, and wiggled my finger inside her ass.  Kelly twitched and gasped in the throes of her orgasm for about thirty seconds before almost collapsing.  We lay there panting, me still on top of her, my dick slowly shrinking and slipping out of her.

After what seemed like hours, Kelly finally spoke.  "God, Michael, that was incredible.  I guess older guys really are better."

"Well, there is something to be said for experience."

Then Kelly said something that put the capper on just how stupid I had been all night.  "Boy is Tamara going to be pissed.  She's going to kill me."

I squirmed more than a little at the thought of that.  "Kelly, if you tell Tamara, or anybody else, about this, you're not going to be the one that's dead!"

*****

Part 2

I spent the next week in a paranoid haze, watching for any sign from Tamara that Kelly had told her about what had happened that night.  As the days went by and Tamara didn't give any indication that she knew, I slowly began to relax.  I hadn't seen Kelly since the night of our dope-smoking, hard-fucking tryst, and Mary hadn't suddenly decided to start showing affection again, so I turned my attention elsewhere.  There was really nothing sexual about it, but I started to develop a friendship with a woman named Diana, who worked with me.  She was in her mid-thirties, just a few years younger than I was, and had two kids, a boy who was twelve and a six-year-old girl.  She also had the same sort of spouse trouble that I had, except in the case of her husband it was prescription painkillers instead of booze.  He was basically useless, and she was getting tired of it.  Somewhere along the line she'd heard me mention that Mary had a drinking problem, so she asked me one day how I handled it.  The answer, of course, was that most of the time I didn't, at least not very well, but over the next week or so we talked about out problems just about every day, usually over lunch.  I hadn't  noticed any sexual attraction on either side.  Diana was pretty, with a narrow, soft-featured face, pale skin, and shoulder-length blond hair (which she let me know came out of a bottle) and the body you'd expect from a woman her age who'd had two kids - a little more rounded than it had been when she was younger.  I liked her and found her attractive, but that was about it.  And, of course, we were both married, although neither of us was feeling particularly good about the relationships.

It was a Friday, a couple of weeks after the incident with Kelly, and I was spending the afternoon training Diana on a new piece of software.  (Did I mention that I'm in charge of the computer systems?)  We sat next to each other, fairly close because we both needed to be able to see the computer monitor.  As I walked her through the new program, she leaned closer to see what I was doing, and I felt her knee bump against mine.  I expected her to move it, but she didn't; she kept it pressed against me.  That probably should have made me feel uncomfortable, but it didn't.  I actually relaxed more.  Well, most of me relaxed.  One part was starting to be anything but relaxed.  As the training went on, Diana actually moved closer to me, so her thigh was up against mine.  We were close enough that I noticed that Diana smelled exactly like my first girlfriend.  Our hands brushed over each other a couple of times when I moved the mouse.  Then Diana shifted again to get a better look at the monitor, and I felt her breast against my arm.  Again, she didn't make any attempt to move away.  I glance over at her - she was looking intently at the computer screen, but her lips were parted, and the tip of her tongue was running lightly over them.  By now, my dick was screaming for mercy.  It came, but not the kind I really wanted, when Diana suddenly yelped "Uh oh!  It's five; I've got to clock out, they won't pay me for overtime!"  She popped up, said, "I'll see you on Monday," and headed out of the office.  Damn.

I was particularly pissed that things had ended the way they had because I was going to be alone that night.  Mary had out of the blue decided to actually act like a mother for a change and had left that morning with Tamara for a long weekend of shopping in the Bay Area.  They wouldn't be back until Monday night.  Oh, well, at least I'd be able to play with myself in private.

That was exactly what I was planning to do later that evening as I settled in on the couch.  I had my shirt off and my jeans open.  I had just pulled my cock out of my shorts and given it a good pull, thinking about Diana leaning against me in the office that afternoon, when there was a knock on the door.  "Who the fuck could that be?"  I tucked my dick back into my pants so I could walk to the door and check it out.  I looked out the peephole, and there stood Kelly, in a very tight, tank top that barely covered her boobs, and the lowest-cut pair of jeans I'd ever seen.  I seriously was not sure whether to thank or curse the gods.

I opened the door (still not making good decision where Kelly was concerned) and said, "Hi, Kelly.  Tamara's not home."  I didn't really think that would work, but it was worth a shot.

Kelly walked right past me into the apartment as she said, "I know.  She told me she was going out of town."

Once inside, Kelly closed and locked the door, turned around to face me, wrapped her arms around me, and stuck her tongue in my mouth.  I never had a chance.

After a few seconds, Kelly broke off the kiss, looked at me and said, "I want to suck your cock."

She was looking at me with an almost pleading expression.  I laughed and said, "What, are you afraid I'm going to say 'No'?"

With that, she grinned and started digging through my jeans to get to my dick.  I might as well have just left it out.  Now she was kneeling in front of me, with my cock in her hand.  She held it up, and licked the length of the shaft, from the base up to the head, flicking her tongue over the tip, then taking just the head into her mouth and sucking lightly.  I was moaning as she repeated that process several times, then dropped her face to my balls, sucked one into her mouth, and began rolling it around with her tongue.  At the same time she was stroking my cock with her fingers.  I gasped out, "Keep that up and I'll blow all over the room!"

"Oh, no, you're not going to waste it!"  Kelly opened her mouth and took in my whole cock in one gulp,  not stopping until she gagged as it bumped against the back of her throat.  She began sucking slowly, pulling back, letting her tongue glide over the underside of my cock, until just the head was still in her mouth, then sucking and licking the head before sliding her mouth around the entire length again, until I could feel her nose bumping against my belly.

I reached my hands down on each side of Kelly's head and wound my fingers into her hair.  As I held her head, I started pumping my hips against her face, driving my cock into her mouth, at the same time pulling her head to me.  Kelly's hands were now free, and she wrapped her arms around my hips, helping pull me to her mouth.  I felt one of her hands on my ass.  One finger was sliding between my ass cheeks.  I felt it press against my anus, then she pushed lightly and her fingertip popped through my sphincter into my ass.  It felt like my cock grew an extra inch.  "Oh shit, baby, yeah!"  Kelly purred around my cock, making it even harder, if that was possible, and shoved her finger deeper into my ass.  It had been years since any woman had done that to me, and I'd forgotten what kind of effect it had on me.  I could barely control myself as my pelvis thrashed against Kelly's face, while she sucked me like no one I'd ever had before.

"Fuck, Kelly, I'm going to cum in your mouth!"  I no sooner had the words out than my cum exploded from my cock onto Kelly's tongue and down her throat.  She kept sucking, and finger-fucking my ass, until my knees started to shake and I let go of her hair.

I pulled her to her feet, mumbling, "Jesus, girl, where did you learn to do that?  Your turn now!"

I practically ripped her clothes off, and threw her down on the floor.  By now I was pretty sure that I couldn't be too rough with her, which was lucky, because I was in no mood or condition to be gentle.  With Kelly stretched out on the floor, I started my mouth on her throat, kissing and nipping gently with my teeth.  Kelly's breathing became shallow almost immediately, and she began to moan lightly.  I traced my tongue down her throat and in between her breasts, then spent a minute or so on each breast, licking around it, then wrapping my lips around each nipple in turn, sucking it, then biting lightly with my teeth.  This drew gasps from Kelly, who cradled my head in her hands as I moved farther down her body, licking around her rib cage, then down over her belly.  I ran my tongue into her belly button and swirled it around, causing the muscles in Kelly's belly to twitch.  "Uhhhh, yeah, that's good."

As I moved my mouth past her navel and my tongue traced the top of her pubic bush, I spread Kelly's legs out with my hands, her knees pointed out to either side.  I lowered my face to her pelvis, and my tongue licked over her pussy lips.  "Oooohhhh.  Mmmmmmm."  I licked the length of her slit from back to front, then over and over again.  As I did, I let my tongue slide back and flick against her anus.  As I licked, Kelly moaned.  Each time my tongue touched her ass, she gasped.  I laid my fingers against the lips of her pussy and slowly spread her open, then pressed my mouth against her gaping cunt and drove my tongue into her.

"Aaaahhh, yesss!  God!"  I tongue-fucked Kelly for several seconds as she moaned, then a slid my mouth up, flicking my tongue over her clit, and slipped first one, then a second, finger into her pussy.  My fingers became slippery as the moved in and out of her, and Kelly was gasping as my tongue rolled around her clit.  I pressed a third finger against the ring of her anus, and drove it inside, now finger-fucking both her holes.

"Uh...uh...uh."  Kelly's breath was short and ragged as I licked and fingered her.  Her pelvis was humping against me as her back arched up off the floor.  I knew she was getting close, so I intensified my attack, taking her clit between my lips and sucking on it.

"Oh, god, going to...Oh, fuck...cumming!"  Kelly's shoulders jerked up off the floor; her back arched; I could feel the muscles of her pussy and ass clamp around my fingers and then go into spasms.  "Aaaahhhh...Aaaahhhh...Aaaaiiiieeee!"  Kelly's body shook with her orgasm, then she collapsed back onto the floor panting.

My cock was long since hard as a rock again, and I moved up and lay on top of Kelly, guiding my cock to the lips of her pussy.  I slid into her with one thrust and began pumping her hard the way I had the first time we'd fucked.

"Oh my god...Oh my god," Kelly moaned several times.  Her pussy and clit were still so tender that she began to cum again within seconds, her body vibrating again, as she cried out, "Fuck me!  Fuck me!"  Her arms wrapped around my shoulders and her legs around my hips, pulling me tightly against as she came again.

When Kelly relaxed after this orgasm, I eased up, and began to fuck her with long, slow strokes, pulling back until just the head of my cock was in her, then pushing gently all the way back in until my pelvis rubbed against her clit.  I wanted to give her time to recuperate a little.  Kelly's breathing slowed down in time with my thrusts.  After some time, she began humping her pelvis back at me in time with my movements.  That was all I needed to start pumping faster again.  I was beginning to feel the stirrings in my balls that meant an explosion wasn't far off.  Kelly's breathing was shallow and ragged again, and she suddenly gasped out, "God, I'm going to cum again!"  I was hammering her pussy as hard and fast as I could now.

"Aaaahhh!  Uuuuhhhh!"  Then Kelly gave a strangled cry.  Her fingers dug into my back, her legs locked around my waist.  Kelly's entire body convulsed, and I felt her pussy squeeze my cock.  That was all I needed.  With a grunt I slammed all the way into her and my balls started pumping my cum inside her.  As I came, Kelly's body suddenly stiffened, becoming almost rigid, then she slumped back onto the floor, with my semen still pouring into her.

When I finally finished, my cock, incredibly, didn't start to shrink.  It was still ready for action.  I looked down at Kelly and her face had the most wanton, lascivious look I've ever seen.

"I'm still hard.  You want to go again?"

Kelly nodded, still panting from last orgasm.

I gave her a wicked smile and said, "I want to fuck you in the ass."

"Oh, god, yes!  Do it!"  At that point I think she would have let me do just about anything to her.

I pulled my dripping cock out of her pussy, rolled her over, helped her get up on her hands and knees.  I positioned myself on my knees behind her, spread her ass cheeks apart, and pushed the head of my cock against the tight ring of her anus.  I leaned forward and popped just the head of my cock into her ass.  Kelly grunted, and I gasped as I felt her ass squeeze my cock-head.  I moved my hips forward slightly, pushing a little more of my cock into her ass, then pulled back until just the head was inside her.  With each stroke I moved deeper.  With each stroke, Kelly grunted and gasped as I opened up her ass.  Finally I bucked my hips forward, Kelly pushed her ass back against me, and my cock buried itself completely inside Kelly's ass.  Kelly moaned, "God, Michael, fuck my ass.  Hard, like you fuck my pussy."

I fucked her with hard, deep strokes, trying to reach deeper inside each time.  When I pulled back and her anal ring gripped the head of my cock, the feeling was incredible.  If I hadn't already cum twice I wouldn't have lasted 10 seconds.

I leaned over her back, and curled one hand around in front of her so I could rub her clit with my finger.  I wanted her to enjoy this as much as possible.  Kelly placed her hand over mine and shoved my finger harder against her clit.  Kelly worked in rhythm with, rocking her ass back against me as I drove into her, rocking her pelvis forward to grind her clit against my finger as I pulled back.

By now I could tell by Kellly's breathing when she was getting close to an orgasm, and there was definitely another one on the way.  She wasn't so much breathing now as gasping for breath, and I could feel her muscles start to shake.

"Oh...my...fucking...god!  I...aaaahhhh, aaaahhhh, aaaahhhh!"  As her latest orgasm washed over her, Kelly's arms and legs collapsed and she flopped face down on the floor, still gasping and grunting.  I went with, my cock driving to the hilt again in her ass, my balls banging against her pussy.  The feeling of being in her ass when her muscles spasmed during her orgasm was even more intense than feeling her pussy clenching my cock.  I exploded into her with a grunt, my semen washing up along the walls of her anal canal.  It was one of the most intense orgasms of my life, and when we were done, we simply lay there on the floor for several minutes, neither of us really in any condition to move.

"So," I said, when I finally found my voice again, "you wanna spend the weekend?"

She walked over to me, threw her arms around my neck, and gave me a very passionate kiss. So much for me being worried about how she'd handled what happened last night!

"OK, Dad, I'm going to go get dressed, then you can take me in to the hospital so I can spend the day with Mom." In a perfectly normal voice, as if nothing had happened. Did she not see even a little bit of the irony in that?

I dropped Tamara off at the hospital, then spent most of the day doing research on alcohol treatment programs. Mary still hadn't officially agreed to enter one, but she was at least talking about it, and I wanted to have plenty of information when the time came to make decisions. There were plenty of variables to consider (cost, location, insurance coverage) and I didn't want to be fumbling around trying to figure out what to do later.

About Noon my cell rang. It was the office. Huh? No reason anybody should need to call me. Better answer, just in case something has blown up.

"Hi, Mike, how are you doing?" It was Diana.

"Hey, kid, how are you. I'm OK, considering. Won't be in this week at all, though."

"I know, I heard. I just wanted to let you know I'm thinking about you and see if there's anything I can do."

"No nothing right now." Unless you want to take a very large blunt object and knock some sense into me. "I appreciate the offer though. I'll let you know if anything comes up."

"OK. You know you can call me if you need to talk about anything, right?"

"Yeah, thanks. I may just take you up on that." Even if we hadn't been playing around lately, her problems with her husband's drug use meant that we had a certain bond. "I'll call in a couple of days anyway and let you know how things are going."

"OK, hang in there. See you later."

"Bye."

As soon as I hung up I wished I'd set up a time to meet her later in the week. Not for sex. (OK, not just for sex.) I'd been getting plenty of that recently, for the first time in quite a while. But it would be nice to be able to talk to somebody who'd understand at least some of what I was going through. I didn't want to call her back right away, though. I didn't want to look like I was too needy.

Nothing else of note happened during the day, although I did get a lot of information about several residential treatment centers. The rest of the week I'd be pouring through what I'd gathered up to try to make a decision. In the late afternoon I headed back to the hospital to pick up Tamara.

I visited with Mary for a few minutes when I got to the hospital. That was about all I could manage at that point. We hadn't really had much of a marriage for the last couple of years, since her drinking had really taken off, and I just couldn't pretend any more. Of course, the fact that lately I'd had sex with a 16-year-old girl, a co-worker, and our daughter didn't exactly make it easy for me to face my wife. She did seem more receptive to the idea of going through rehab. I figured Tamara must have talked to her about it.

As we walked out of the hospital, Tamara said, "Dad, I talked to Kelly, and we want to go out to the mall and just hang out there til it closes. Can we? I really need to just get out for a while and not have to worry about anything."

I could certainly sympathize with that! "Did Kelly talk to her mother about it?"

"Yeah, she said it's fine. We can go pick her up now if you want to."

"OK, let's do it." A poor choice of words, but I don't think Tamara caught it.

When we got to Kelly's house, Sandy suggested that the two of us could take the girls to the mall, turn them loose to do whatever teenage girls do at the mall, and then we could grab some dinner and relax. That sounded like a fine idea to me, so Sandy and I found ourselves talking over dinner at one of the seafood restaurants at the mall. Mostly just small talk, avoiding the obvious subject.

When we finished dinner, Sandy said, "Hey, this place doesn't close for another four hours, and I know our daughters are going to want to stay the whole time. Why don't we go back to my place to wait instead of trying to act like we enjoy running around the mall like a couple of valley girls."

I smiled and said, "That's the best offer I've had in a while. I'll call Tamara and let her know that's what we're going to do."

When we got back to Sandy's house we settled onto the couch and turned on the TV. There wasn't much on, but you get to the point where you think something's wrong if you don't have that noise in the background. Sandy was sitting a little closer to me than was probably necessary, and I felt her head lean over on my shoulder. My cock was starting to get stiff from the warmth of her leaning against me and the delicate smell she gave off. A minute or so later, Sandy shifted slightly, turning toward me. I looked at her, short dark hair around an angular face with a straight, thin nose and fairly thin lips, brown eyes behind small wire-rimmed glasses. It doesn't sound all that great on paper, but in person it was beautiful, and the expression on her face was pure lust. Her hand landed in my lap and started massaging my cock through my jeans.

"Sandy..." I started.

"Shut up." Her mouth was on mine, her tongue exploring every inch of my mouth, while her hand was unfastening my belt and jeans, freeing my cock from my shorts, cupping my balls and squeezing them just hard enough to hit that tipping point between pleasure and pain. Once my cock was loose, Sandy's mouth decided it wanted something better than my tongue to fill it. As her lips wrapped around the head of my shaft, I realized how long it had been since I'd had a mature, experienced woman blow me. For all the action I'd been getting lately, the only mouths I'd had around my dick were 16 year olds. They were both very naturally talented, but sometimes there's just no substitute for experience.

Sandy's mouth held just the head of my cock hostage, as her hand moved from squeezing my balls to stroking my dick. Her tongue swirled around me, circling the head, teasing the sensitive skin just at the bottom of the head. The tip of her tongue forced open my pee-hole, causing me to jerk and gasp.

"Damn, woman, trying to kill me?" She kind of hummed something around my cock, causing me to tingle even more. Suddenly her hand went back to my balls, and her mouth engulfed my cock. Her lips were now locked on the base of my dick, her tongue still circling and teasing, while her fingers on my balls again brought me to the edge of a scream. I felt the head of my cock slide into her throat; no gagging for Sandy. Then her mouth moved up, sucking and sucking, as I watched her cheeks hollow. She practically lifted me up off the couch as her lips reached the head again, and I felt like she was trying to suck my balls out through my cock. Again down to the base, full penetration into her mouth, this time her tongue slithering out of her mouth to lick my balls as she reached bottom. Back up to suck on the head like she was trying to get a really thick milkshake through a straw. Down again; this time her hand slid back from my balls, one finger reached between my ass cheeks and pressed lightly against my asshole. So, Kelly came by that little trick naturally.

"Oh fuck," I groaned, which caused Sandy to add pressure to her finger, just enough to wedge the tip in the opening of my ass. This time when Sandy moved up to the head of my cock I put my hands on her head and lifted her up off of me and looked into her eyes.

"You don't want me to come in your mouth, do you?"

"Sure, as long as you're good for more than one tonight!" She gave me the most wicked grin I've ever seen, and got back to business. This time as her mouth enveloped my cock, her finger penetrated my ass, sliding deep into my bowels. My ass clenched around her finger. My cock reached back into her throat. My balls contracted and blew their load out through my dick, pumping spurt after spurt down Sandy's throat as she gulped it down. I slumped back against the couch, gasping, my cock shrinking inside Sandy's mouth as she licked and sucked, making sure she had every drop of semen, my ass still gripping her finger. I never had found out why Sandy's husband wasn't around, but if he had walked out on this, he was nuts.

"Holy shit! That was... Oh, hell, I don't even know how it was!" I was practically incoherent.

"You like that, huh?" Sandy sat back up next to me, her lips found mine again, and my hands began to work with no input from my brain, which was still off on a break. Sandy was wearing a baggy T-shirt and loose khaki pants. I immediately disposed of the T-shirt, then unfastened her bra and slipped it off, freeing a pair of very nice breasts. They were large, about the same size as Kelly's with surprisingly almost no sag. I began massaging her tits with my hands while my mouth went to her throat, licking and nibbling up and down each side. She tasted sweet and just slightly sweaty. Sandy was starting to make soft purring noises. I licked up the right side of her throat, along her jaw line and up to her ear. I licked her earlobe lightly, then took it into my mouth. I sucked lightly, then nipped at her earlobe with my teeth, drawing a slight gasp from Sandy, followed by more purring. I moved down, back over her throat again, then to her chest. I licked across the top of her chest from shoulder to shoulder, then back to her throat, licking the hollow at the base where her throat joins her chest. Then down, between her breasts, my tongue licking over the inside curve of each breast as I went. By now, Sandy was holding my head in both her hands, as if afraid that I'd run away. Her purrs were becoming more pronounced. I licked around the base of her left breast, then up, circling my tongue around it like it was taking a circular staircase to the next floor. Finally, I reached her nipple, brown and hard, and took it into my mouth. Locking my lips around it, I sucked, lightly at first, then harder.

"God, yes, like that! Mmmmm!" Just before releasing Sandy's nipple I bit down on it with my teeth, causing her to squeal and pull my head more tightly against her tit.

Leaving that breast, I moved to the other, where I repeated the process until I reached the nipple. There, instead of sucking, I swirled my tongue around it several times, flicking the tip of my tongue over the very tip of the nipple, then raked my teeth over it.

"Shit, you're going to drive me crazy!" Sandy was having trouble catching her breath now.

"Payback's a bitch!" We both laughed, and I continued my journey down Sandy's body.

I moved my face down to Sandy's firm belly. It wasn't flat like a teenager's, but she obviously tried to stay in shape. My tongue traced its way down, starting between Sandy's breasts, licking down, then lightly side-to-side, down again. I had my hands braced on Sandy's sides, and I could feel the muscles in her belly twitching, contracting, then releasing. Still the purring sounds, interrupted by a gasp or moan when I scraped my teeth across her belly. I reached her belly button, licked around the rim, then swirled my tongue through the little hollow, feeling Sandy's belly twitch again. While my tongue visited her belly button, I unfastened Sandy's pants, then pulled both pants and panties off, tossing them to the side.

From there I moved down at an angle, skirting her dark, untrimmed pubic hair, to the inside of her left thigh. When my tongue touched the skin of her thigh, Sandy tensed, then relaxed. I licked down her thigh, from just below where it joined her torso to her knee, savoring the taste and smell of her flesh. Her taste was a bit more pungent down here, and it was mixed with the smell of her pussy now that her pants were off. I moved across from her left thigh to her right, still at knee level, and began licking, this time moving back up, toward her pelvis. Sandy let me get about halfway up before she grabbed my head in her hands again and pulled me up to her crotch, forcing my face against her.

"Eat me, god dammit!" It was half order, half plea.

I started licking her pussy, running my tongue along the entire length of her slit with each stroke, then driving it into her as far as possible. Her soft purring noises quickly turned to sustained moans, and I felt her pussy juices start to flow around my tongue. Her pelvis moved out against my mouth with each stroke. Sandy had pulled her knees up toward her shoulders and spread them out so she was completely open. I saw her move a finger to her clit and start to massage it. I moved my face away from her pussy and said, "That's my job," pushed her hand back, and lowered my mouth to her clit.

I began licking her clit lightly. At the same time I slipped a finger inside her pussy and began stroking in and out.

"Oh yeah, like that! More!" Sandy was gasping now. I wasn't sure exactly what she meant by "more," so I decided to try more fingers. I added a second to her pussy.

"Fuck yes, ahhh." I moved one finger down between her ass cheeks and drove it into her ass, all the way in with one stroke, and finger-fucked both her holes as I licked her clit.

"Ass... uhhhn... uhhhn... more... ass." I managed to wedge my last remaining finger into Sandy's rectum, now having two in each of her openings.

"Yessss, god yessss, fuck." She was obviously getting close now, and I wrapped my lips around her clit and gave it a light suck. I never had to get to the point of using my teeth.

"Aaaaaiiiieeee!!!!" Sandy screamed. She thrashed on the couch. Her back arched up, then her pelvis thrust out against me. Her toes curled, her feet pressed against the floor, lifting her ass up off the couch. She must have come for 45 seconds while I sucked on her clit and jammed my fingers as deep inside her as I could. Then she suddenly pushed my head away with a gasp.

"Stop! Enough!" She was panting on the couch, as wasted as I had been after her blow job.

I helped Sandy shift around on the couch so she was lying along the length of it, then climbed up, my dick ready for some action. When I got close enough, Sandy reached out and grabbed my cock in one hand and guided it to the opening of her pussy. I drove in hard, burying myself in one thrust. I felt the muscles in Sandy's belly contract, as she gripped my cock in her pussy. I began pumping in and out of her, long, slow strokes to start out, grunting as I felt her move against me. It felt like her pussy was pulling my cock into it. I couldn't ever remember being with a woman who could do so much with her cunt.

Sandy was making low, almost strangled noises deep in her throat as I fucked her, occasionally punctuated by something softly muttered. "Oh fuck, yes, please fuck me." It was like she was saving her energy for the fucking during this part where she was an active participant. And active she was. Her pussy was making my cock sing, and sometimes scream. I could feel myself approaching the point of no return.

"I want you to come, baby," I whispered into Sandy's ear.

"Just shoot it in me," was her reply.

As I got close, Sandy's arms pulled me down closer to her, her legs locked around my hips. I could feel my balls starting to twitch and knew it was time. My body shook, then stiffened. When it did, Sandy used her legs to pull me tighter against her pelvis. As my cum started to boil out of my balls, I felt the muscles of Sandy's pussy ripple around my cock, milking it. Her pussy was sucking the cum right out of my cock. I shuddered as I dumped shot after shot of semen into Sandy's belly. Then she shuddered with me, gasping and clutching me even tighter as another orgasm rolled through her.

After a few seconds I realized that this was one of those rare times that I had cum and was still hard. As a rock. Sandy realized it too, and said, "I want you to fuck me in the ass." That was a switch. Usually it was me asking the woman if I could.

"You want to roll over?"

"No. I want you to finger-fuck me at the same time."

Sandy maneuvered back to her original position on the edge of the couch with her feet on the floor. I moved in between her legs, kneeling in front of her. I spread her ass cheeks and pushed the head of my cock against the opening of her anus. I popped the head in, and Sandy moaned, "Yeah, give it to me." I did, driving my cock fully into her bowels in one motion. I could feel her ass squeezing me, and she flexed the muscles in her ass cheeks, tightening everything even more around my cock. Damn, she was almost as good with her ass as with her pussy. I began pumping her; at the same time, moving my hand to her pussy, I drove my middle two fingers into her so that I was fucking both her holes at once. That still wasn't enough. Sandy reached down, grabbed my free hand, brought it up to her mouth, and began sucking on my fingers. That just drove me farther. By now I was ramming her ass like a wild man, and pumping just about as hard into her pussy with my fingers. In with the cock, out with the fingers, then the other way around. I could feel the cock and fingers working against each other through the thin wall separating Sandy's pussy and ass, and the feeling, along with the way her ass pulsed around my cock, was driving me wild.

Sandy, meanwhile, was making those low noises back in her throat again. She couldn't say much now; her mouth was busy trying to suck the skin off my fingers. I pumped those fingers in an out of her, too, trying to keep some semblance of rhythm with my other strokes, although I don't think she really cared by then.

I'd been afraid that it might take me a long time to cum after having already shot two loads, but I didn't have anything to worry about. Sandy was so hot, and so talented, that I could already feel my balls preparing to empty themselves. Now I wanted to make sure that I got Sandy off again before I was done.

I shouldn't have been concerned about that either. The animalistic groans started to increase in pace and volume. I placed my thumb on Sandy's clit and started to rub it. She moaned loudly, and her body began to vibrate. I pressed down roughly on her clit and rubbed harder, and increased the force of my ass-fucking. Sandy released my fingers from her mouth and I moved that hand to her tits and began to squeeze them roughly.

"God, yes! Fuck me! Hard! Fuck me hard! Oh, fuck, I'm cummmming! YES!"

I pinched down hard with thumb on Sandy's clit to make sure she'd get everything she needed. I continued fucking her ass and finger-fucking her pussy as her orgasm caused her to buck wildly on the couch. I was afraid the force of her thrashing around would knock me right out of her.

"Cum... in... my ass!" Finally, I did, exploding as wave after wave of semen shot through my cock and into Sandy's rectum. Sandy's ass milked every last drop out of me. I was done, collapsing against her, my dick still wedged in her ass, although it would soon shrink and slip out.

We were still sitting naked on the couch, recovering, when my cell phone rang. It was Tamara, letting us know that it was time to pick up her and Kelly. As we got dressed, Sandy smiled and said, "Good thing they didn't get bored earlier!"

We picked the girls up, in my car. After dropping Sandy and Kelly off, Tamara and I headed home. When we were inside, Tamara enveloped me in a huge hug and kiss (very, very much action with the tongue) and then said, "Daddy, I'm really tired tonight. Is it okay if we just sleep?"

"Sure, honey, I'm pretty worn out myself." No shit, but I didn't want to have to explain why.

*****
The next morning (Tuesday? Yeah, Tuesday), I dropped Tamara off at the hospital again so she could spend more time with her mother. It was looking more and more like Mary would be headed for some residential rehab facility before long, and Tamara wouldn't be able to see her while she was there. I headed back home for some more research on rehab places, and to see if I could work on getting my head screwed back on straight.

It wasn't even so much that I was doing what I was doing while my wife was in the hospital. Like I said, we hadn't had much of a marriage for a while, and let's be honest, it was hard to feel too sorry for Mary when she'd brought most of her troubles on herself. No, it was just what I was doing, and with who. Let's see, I'd fucked my own daughter. And her best friend. And the best friend's mother. And, oh, yeah, my own best friend at work. And I'd do it all again, given the chance. Which meant that I was one fucked-up sonofabitch.

After I'd spent an hour or so wasting time thinking deep thoughts like this, the doorbell rang. I checked through the peephole, and it was Kelly. That I hadn't expected. What happened when I opened the door, I had expected even less.

"You fuckin' dick! You bastard! You fucked my mother!" She was practically screaming, and I dragged her inside and shut the door to keep the neighbors from calling the cops. Damn, how did she know Sandy and I had been getting it on? Had Sandy told her? She really couldn't be that stupid, could she?

"What makes you think I fucked your mother?"

"I could smell it when I got home! I could smell you, all over the couch, and I could smell pussy, and it had to be hers!"

Kelly lashed out with one hand, trying to hit me. I grabbed her wrist and held it. She struggled for a moment, trying to free herself, but I was much too strong for her, so she flailed with her other hand. Now I was holding both her wrists, and without thinking I shoved her back, pinning her arms against the door and stood glaring at her. Kelly gasped, out of breath, struggled again, then, as I pinned her tighter against the door, began to moan softly.

"Mmmmmm, yeah!" It was so quiet I could barely hear her, but it was definitely there.

"Oh, you like that, huh?"

"Uh huh... yeah." The look of rage on her face had definitely turned to something else now.

"Well, let's see how you like this!" I dragged her away from the door and toward the bedroom, still holding tightly onto her wrists. She struggled to keep up with me without falling. I could hear her panting.

When I got her into the bedroom, I forced her down onto the bed, wishing I had some rope. Then I saw my robe hanging on the door. I pulled the belt out of the robe and quickly tied it around Kelly's hands, then tied the loose end to the headboard of the bed. Kelly struggled against the bonds on the bed, her face beginning to flush.

I couldn't believe I was doing this. I'd never done anything remotely like it before. Of course, I could say the same about plenty of other things that had happened lately.

"Knock it off, bitch!" I slapped her ass with my hand, not as hard as I could, but not gently, either. Kelly gasped again, and writhed on the bed. She'd always liked it a little rough, but I'd had no idea she'd go for something like this. I decided to see how far I could take things.

I pulled off Kelly's jeans and panties, then wadded her panties up into a ball and held them in my fist. They were damp; she was absolutely turned on by what was happening. I moved toward Kelly's face, and I could see her eyes get wide as she realized what I was going to do.

"Open your mouth!" She did, the whole time looking into my eyes with the wildest expression I've ever seen. I shoved Kelly's panties into her mouth, saw her eyes roll back in her head, heard her breathe in deeply, as she tasted and smelled her own juices on her panties.

"That should keep you quiet." I was really getting into it now. I slapped Kelly's ass again, a little harder this time, and on bare flesh, and heard her moan around the improvised gag.

I wanted something similar to the belt from my robe that I'd used to tie up Kelly. For a moment I wished I'd used something else, then I realized what I needed. I walked to my closet and took out a necktie. I rarely wore them, but owned several, just in case. I folded it in half, so the ends were next to each other, and walked over to the bed. Kelly still had her T-shirt on. I roughly pushed it up as far as it would go, then unfastened her bra, exposing her tits. I swung the tie with as much force as I could manage, bringing it down across Kelly's tits. It actually gave off a nice snap as it hit her flesh. Kelly mewled into her panties, her eyes becoming even more crazed. The necktie was a good choice. It was stiff enough to cause some real pain, without actually hurting Kelly. If she decided she wanted something more, well, I could always take off my belt.

Snap! Across Kelly's tits again. Slight red marks showed now. Snap! Once more on her tits. With each stroke, Kelly strained against the bonds around her wrists, bit down on the panties in her mouth, and moaned like an animal.

Whack! This time on her belly, just above the navel. And again, same place, now seeing marks on the skin there too. Whack! One more time before... Smack! Still on her belly, but lower this time, just above her pubic hair.

"Mmmmmm! Uuuuhhhh!" Kelly's head was rolling from side to side on the bed now, the whipping driving her into a frenzy.

Smack! This time between her legs, right across the slit of her pussy.

"Aaaahhhh!" Kelly's legs clamped tightly together around the improvised whip, and I could see the muscles in her belly tense.

"Open your legs, bitch! Unless you want me to stop." That was the last thing Kelly wanted. She spread her legs as widely as she could. Snap! Snap! Snap! Quick, hard strokes across her pussy with the necktie, again and again. Kelly began to thrash on the bed, jerking so hard with her arms I was afraid she'd pull the headboard down

"Uhnnn! Uhnnn! Uhnnn!" I could see the orgasm wash over Kelly's body, heard sounds coming from around her gag I don't think I've ever heard before. I kept whipping her pussy as she came, her body heaving, until I finally saw her slump back on the bed, spent. I stopped whipping her then and pulled out the gag. She was gasping for breath.

"What do you want now, bitch?"

"I... Michael... fuck me... fuck me... 'til I pass out."

Pulling my pants down around my knees, I climbed on top of Kelly, pulled her knees up to her shoulders, and drove my cock into her sopping pussy. I started pounding her as hard as I've ever fucked any woman. I scraped my fingernails along her sides, leaving red trails. I squeezed her tits, hard, and twisted them. I pinched her nipples tightly enough that she shrieked. Through it all, Kelly pounded right back at me, stroke for stroke, panting and moaning the entire time.

"Ohhh... Ohhh... Fuck... Yes, harder... Mmmmm... God, fuck me, fuck me."

It didn't really take very long for either one of us. My cock had been ready to explode since I'd dragged Kelly into the bedroom, and she was so sensitive after the whipping that she didn't need much. After just a few minutes, Kelly's body started to shake again.

"Aaaaaiiiieeee! Keep fucking me, I'm cummmming!" She thrashed below me, her lower body moving even more than usual because her arms were tied. The spasming of her pussy around my cock was all I needed to bring me off, as what felt like a gallon of cum surged out through my cock and into Kelly's cunt, filling her and spilling out onto the bed. Kelly hadn't passed out, but she wasn't far from it. As I untied her she curled into fetal position on the bed, soft mewling noises escaping her. She was still shaking. I stood above her, looking down.

"Michael, did you do my mother that way?"

"No bitch, only you. And I'm not done with you yet!" I rolled Kelly over on her back, so her head was hanging off the side of the bed, and moved my cock to her mouth. "I'm going to shove it down your throat, bitch!" I still couldn't believe this was happening. Something about Kelly brought out all the darkness that I usually managed to keep hidden even from myself. I seemed to have a similar effect on her.

"Whip me again!" She was moaning and practically begging me. I reached for the necktie again. "No!I need more than that. Use your belt!"

I was too far gone to even think about what she was saying. My pants were still down around my ankles. I reached down, grabbed my belt by the buckle, and jerked it off, then in one motion, flashed the tip toward Kelly's belly. Crack! It bit like a whip into Kelly's flesh, just below her navel, raising a small, red welt.

"Fuck, yes! Again!" Kelly moaned. I moved forward, inserting my cock into Kelly's gaping mouth, beginning to push it back toward her throat. I lashed out again. Crack! Lower on her belly this time, just above her pubic hair. Kelly's moans were now strangled by my cock, which continued to force open her mouth. I was losing all control as I felt my cock push into Kelly's throat. Crack! Crack! A stroke on each of Kelly's tits. Her body jerked up off the bed, trembling, but she couldn't move much, because my cock had her head pinned to the bed.

I had my cock buried all the way back in her throat, and could feel her gag reflex causing her throat to pulse around my dickhead. I began fucking her face, pulling back until her lips were wrapped around the head of my cock, then driving it back down her throat again. The sensation of her throat around my cock was incredible. Kelly's body was writhing on the bed. As I pumped in and out of her mouth, I was whipping her lightly with the belt; her belly, her tits, her inner thighs. Not really hard, just enough to leave slight red marks. My balls tightened suddenly, and knew I was going to shoot.

"I'm going to cum right down your throat, bitch!" I warned Kelly. I jerked and felt waves of semen spurt out of my cock straight down Kelly's throat. I could fell her gulping, trying to get it all down so she didn't choke on my cum. She was clawing at her own tits and pussy with her fingers, trembling. As my spasms subsided, I pulled my cock out of Kelly's mouth.

"Michael... whip... pussy... clit!" Again, no thought, just reaction to what she was saying. My hand flashed out with the belt. Crack! Her thigh where it met her groin. Crack! Across the lips of her pussy. Crack! The top of her slit, it must have gotten her clit.

"FUCK! FUCK! CUMMING! YES!" Kelly's convulsions were so strong they actually scared me; I was afraid she'd hurt herself. She screamed, she thrashed, finally she curled up into a ball, her body wracked by gasping breaths so deep it sounded like she was sobbing.

I moved over to her, began caressing her. "Are you all right, baby? I didn't hurt you, did I?"

"Oh my fucking god, Michael, that was totally the most incredible thing that ever happened to me! We have to do more of that!" Her eyes were wild, a look of absolute lust on her face. What had I done to this little girl? And to myself?

nny except for in some key areas. She has big C-cup tits which look perfect on her body, shapely hips, and an amazing, bubble-shaped ass.

 

I first noticed my sister a little over a year ago, when she was in the seventh grade. I remember her coming up to me, and saying in her sweet, unintentionally arousing voice, “Hey, big brother, can I ask you something?”

 

“Sure,” I said, not quite sure what else to say. Me and my sister are pretty close. We’re not best friends or anything, but we talk about our lives to each other, and she sort of idolizes me.

 

“All of the boys at school are always talking about which girls are the hottest,” said Kelly. “And I have no idea if I’m hot, or ugly, or what. And I figure, you know, you wouldn’t lie to me. So, you know, am I, well, hot?”

 

I looked at my sister. Regardless of what she actually looked like, I would have said that she was very pretty. But I suddenly realized that she was actually quite attractive. Of course, at the time, I would never have admitted that I thought my thirteen-year-old sister was giving me a boner.

 

“Oh, yeah,” I said. “You know, I’m your brother, so-“

 

“What difference does that make? You’re still a guy, aren’t you?”

 

I laughed nervously at my sister’s stubbornness. “Yeah, you look pretty good for someone your age,” I said. “You’ll probably be really- really pretty when you get to high school.” I did not mention the fact that she already looked better than a lot of girls in my class.

 

“How about these?” asked Kelly. She pulled up her sweater and undid her bra to reveal her tits. They were already big (although still developing then). They were perfectly shaped. Her nipples were small and hard. My boner got even bigger.

 

“Yeah, Kelly, they’re really… nice,” I stuttered. “Listen, Kelly-“

 

“Are they big enough?” she said in an inquisitive tone of voice.

 

“Oh, Kelly, of course,” I said. “They’re perfect.”

 

Kelly giggled. “Do you want to touch them?”

 

“Kelly, listen, you’re my sister. We really shouldn’t be…”

 

Kelly giggled again and grabbed my arms, placing them on her firm tits. “Don’t be shy, big brother,” she said. “Feel your little sister’s tits.”

 

“They’re nice,” I said, pulling away. “Listen, Kelly, you’re my sister, and you’re four years younger than me. Just trust me, you’re a pretty girl. You don’t have to worry about anything.”

 

“Well, fine, then,” said Kelly. She picked up her bra and redid it, and then pulled her shirt back on. “I’ll see you later.” She sounded kind of annoyed.

 

“Kelly, listen, I…” I started, but she was already gone.

 

 

A year had passed since then. Kelly was now an eighth grader, and looked more amazing than ever. I was now an eighteen-year-old senior, and I was noticing my little sister more and more. I knew how wrong it would be to ever get with my sister, but since that day a year ago, I had been fantasizing about it more and more. I half-wished that I had done so a year ago. If I had offered to let my sister give me a blow job, I was sure that she would have complied. But I couldn’t do that. Because incest was wrong.

 

Right?

 

Part of the reason I was lusting after my sister was that at eighteen, I was still a virgin. I had made it to third base, but I was anxious to go the rest of the way. I also tended to find that I was into younger chicks. My last girlfriend had been a freshman, which a lot of my friends thought was kind of weird. I didn’t care that much, though. But Kelly was a whole different matter. She had just turned fourteen, and I was sure that she had never so much as given a blow job before. Plus, she was my sister.

 

But I could hardly stop thinking about her. I snatched bras from her dresser and jerked off in them. I watched her from the window every time she went into the hot tub. I gave her rides to all of her volleyball games just so I could see her in her Spandex.

 

 

One day, when I arrived home, Kelly was sitting on the couch. She had her head in her hands, and it looked like she had been crying.

 

“Kelly, what’s wrong?” I asked.

 

She took her beautiful head out of her hands, and stared up at me with those beautiful, knowing eyes. “Dave, no one’s asked me to the winter dance, and it’s in only three days. I think all the boys think that I’m ugly.”

 

“Don’t worry, you’re gorgeous,” I said, truthfully- at that moment, I was picturing her naked. “Guys will be all over you once you get to high school.”

 

“But I want to go to the dance,” she said. “And if I go by myself, I’ll look like a loser.”

 

I sighed deeply, and mustered all my courage. “Kelly, I can with you if you want me to. You know, we’re friends and whatever.”

 

Kelly’s face broke into a smile. “Really?”

 

I sighed again. “Yeah, sure,” I said.

 

Kelly hugged me, I pulled her away quickly so she wouldn’t feel my boner against her side. “You’re the best brother ever!” she said.

 

“I know,” I said, feeling the need to spend a long session in my room with only a certain C-cup to keep me company.

 

 

The night of the dance, I stood by the door, waiting for Kelly to come downstairs. I felt like a loser. It was 9:00 on a Friday night, and I was taking my little sister to a middle school dance. I had never wanted to go back to middle school dances after middle school. But there I was. I consoled myself with the fact that at least no one I knew would be there. I didn’t know any of Kelly’s friends or their parents.

 

“I’m ready,” called Kelly. She came towards me, and I was stunned. She looked completely grown up. She had a black, low-cut dress on that showed quite a bit, and her dress came only to her knees. Her hair was pulled elegantly into a bun.

 

“You look nice,” I stammered.

 

“You too,” she said sweetly. “Let’s go.”

 

On the drive over, Kelly turned down my music.

 

“Dave, I need to ask you… kind of a favor,” she said.

 

“What?” I asked reluctantly.

 

“It’s just this,” said Kelly. “I sort of told all my friends that you’re my boyfriend, not my brother. Because if I told them you were my brother, they’d all think that I was a loser. I told them you’re a senior at Creekwater High School. They were all really impressed. So if you could pretend that we were going out, I’d…”

 

I groaned. This would be bad enough if I wasn’t secretly strongly attracted to her. “I don’t know, Kelly…” I said.

 

Kelly gave me a cute, begging face. “Pretty please…”

 

I couldn’t refuse her. “Fine,” I said. “But next time you want me to go with you to a middle school dance, count me out.”

 

 

The two of us entered the school gym. We passed the teachers at the front, who gave me kind of strange looks, but I look kind of young, and they might have thought I was only two or three years older than my date, rather than four. They also almost certainly didn’t suspect that we were siblings. I felt like an idiot.

 

“What am I supposed to do?” I asked her.

 

“Just come with me,” she said. She grabbed my hand and pulled me over towards her friends. I was holding my hands with my sister. Was that sexual? Or was she just pulling me in the right direction? Well, maybe if I wasn’t pretending to be her boyfriend, I would have been less worried.

 

“This is my boyfriend, Dave,” said Kelly. “He’s a senior at Creekwater.”

 

“Hi,” I said. Two of Kelly’s friends blushed and giggled. They clearly thought that I was hot. I remember middle school well enough to know that.

 

The next hour was pretty boring. I just stood next to Kelly, holding her hand as she talked to her friends. I was about to ask her when we could get out of there when she announced that she had to use the bathroom and hurried off. I tried not to watch her tits bounce up and down as she left.

 

That left me with her friends. It was pretty awkward. I didn’t know what to say to them, and they didn’t know what to say to me. Finally, the boldest of them said to me:

 

“So you’re the Dave that Kelly is always talking about?”

 

I was mildly surprised. “She’s always talking about me?”

 

“Oh, yeah,” said Kelly’s friend. “She won’t shut up about you. She always mentions how hot you are, and how much she likes you.”

 

I wondered about this for a moment. Was Kelly actually attracted to me? No, she must just be bragging to impress her friends. That was it. An image of Kelly naked, begging for me to fuck her harder, filled my mind. I quickly pushed it away.

 

“So,” continued Kelly’s friend, “have you two done it yet?”

 

“What?” I asked, suddenly realizing what she was saying. “No! Nothing like that.”

 

“Really?” asked the friend. “I think that she wants you. You have no idea how many boys she turned down in our class to go with you. She turned down Duke Hawthorne! I would give anything to be with him.”

 

What? Kelly had turned down other boys to go with me? What was she doing? Was she honestly attracted to her? What would I do if she was? I couldn’t go with her. That wouldn’t be right. I was not going to fuck my fourteen-year-old sister. I couldn’t. I never would…

 

Kelly returned, but I didn’t have time to say anything to her. “This is my favorite song!” she shouted, as some poppy tune blared. “Let’s dance!” She pulled me out onto the middle of the floor.

 

She pressed her body up against mine as we danced. I smelled her strong perfume, and felt her hair in my face. She was smiling…seductively? I didn’t know.

 

“Kelly, what’s going on?” I asked. “Your friend told me that…”

 

“Shhh, we can talk about it later, Dave,” she said. She pressed my body even further up against me. I had a huge boner by now. As I looked into her sweet face, it became harder and harder to resist. She was everything I wanted in a girl, everything I had dreamed of for a whole year. But I couldn’t have her. I shouldn’t have her.

 

I looked into her beautiful blue eyes, and she looked into mine. And as the song ended, our mouths somehow moved together (I can’t say who initiated it), and we started kissing. Our tongues moved together, and intertwined. The kiss lasted for almost a minute. When we broke apart, I was staring at her, and she was staring at me. I think maybe there were other people looking at us, I don’t know, I don’t care.

 

“I want you,” I whispered.

 

Kelly silently grabbed my hand and pulled me out of the gym doors and into a small hallway. She pulled me into a classroom, turned on the light, and shut the door.

 

“This is Mr. Elmi’s old room,” she explained. “No one ever comes in-“ I didn’t wait for her to finish. I pressed my mouth against hers, and my body against hers, and we started to make out again. After a while I decided to get adventurous, and I started unbuttoning the back of her dress. As I did this, she reached into my pants and pulled my long, hard, eight-inch dick out of my pants. To make it easier for her, I unbuttoned and unzipped my pants, pulling them down. I then pulled her dress down and let her continue to finger my cock.

 

Our embrace broke briefly. “It’s huge,” she said.

 

“All because of you.”

 

I got my first real look at Kelly’s body, which was naked except her bra and underwear. She was very skinny, but not unhealthily so. There were some freckles across her skin, which was light but not pale.

 

Kelly giggled. “Like what you see, bro?”

 

“Sure do, little sis,” I said. “But let’s see your tits now.”

 

Kelly reached back and pulled off her bra. Her tits were much bigger than a year ago, and they looked succulent. They were round and perfectly shaped. I touched them, felt them, embraced them. I couldn’t hold myself back. As she continued to feel my cock, I rubbed, even licked her enormous tits.

 

Kelly bent into a kneeling position. “Get ready,” she told me. I didn’t need to get ready. I had been ready since that day a year ago, even if I didn’t know it then. Kelly began kissing the end of my cock, stroking it and eventually licking and sucking it. I watched with amazement as she put the entire thing in her mouth, sucking it back and forth. No girl I had ever been with before, not even the ones my age, had accomplished this in my life. I continued to play with her tits as she sucked my cock.

 

“Come on, little sis! Suck harder!” I half-shouted. “Yeah! Yes!” The cum started to come out, and she was ready. With a few gulps, it was almost all down. As I withdrew my dick, she licked off the last drops from around her lips.

 

“Wow,” I said. “That was the best blow job I’ve ever had.”

 

“It was the biggest dick I’ve ever had,” said Kelly.

 

“I can’t believe we just did this,” I admitted.

 

“I can,” said Kelly. “I’ve dreamed about it for so long.”

 

“So have I, I guess,” I said, smiling. “So in your fantasy, what happens next?”

 

Kelly shrugged, sounding kind of embarrassed. “Well, I have this thing- well, I don’t know what you’d call it- but thinking about it really gets me horny- well, you know…”

 

“What is it?” I asked.

 

“You’re sure you won’t think it’s stupid?”

 

“Listen, I just took my fourteen-year old sister to a middle school dance, pretended to be her boyfriend, and ended up making out with her and getting a blow job from her,” I said. “I don’t think I can judge.”

 

“I just really like being spanked,” she said.

 

I smiled. “Just pull your underwear down.” She did so, revealing her nice ass and tight, shaved pussy.

 

“And let your hair down.” She complied, letting her beautiful, wavy blonde hair fall down around her shoulders. I added my shirt to the pile of clothes now lying on the floor.

 

I reached out and smacked her in the behind with my palm. She let out a sound halfway between a moan and a scream.

 

“You’re a bad little sister,” I yelled. “You’re a naughty, naughty, little girl.” I could tell that she was getting turned on. As I smacked her, she would scream, or shout.

 

“Oh, yeah! Oh, yes!”

 

“You’re a bad, naughty little girl, aren’t you?”

 

“Yes! YES!”

 

“You need to be punished!”

 

“Oh, YES! Come on!”

 

“You’re a bad little sister, aren’t you?”

 

“Yes, big brother! Yes!”

 

I turned around, and faced her. She was sweaty and her long hair was in her face. I must have been about the same. We were both unbelievably turned on. I grabbed Kelly and pushed her onto one of the tables in the classroom. “You ready?” I asked.

 

“Oh, God, yes!”

 

I shoved my dick into her unbelievably tight pussy and penetrated her hymen, taking her virginity. She screamed.

 

“Are you okay?”

 

“I’m fine,” she panted. “Just FUCK ME!”

 

I decided to do as she said, pushing back and forth as she screamed with pleasure.

 

“Kelly…Kelly!” I shouted. She screamed back. A pile of books that had been on the table were pushed off by her wild thrashing. She was absolutely out of control, and so was I.

 

“DAVE…DAVE!” Her tits bounced around, and her hips gyrated as I fucked her ferociously. There was a look of rapture on her face as she took it, yelling with pleasure. I was briefly worried about someone at the dance hearing, but it was way past eleven by now, and everyone was gone. I pushed in and out, and it was the best feeling I have ever felt. I couldn’t believe that after years of dreaming, I had finally taken my little sister’s virginity.

 

“OH, GOD, DAVE, HARDER!”

 

“Kelly…” And then her pussy became tighter and wetter…

 

“Bro…Dave…”

 

“Sis…”

 

And then we orgasmed spontaneously. It was perfect. Streams of cum pulsed from my dick into her pussy.

 

 

I pulled my dick out of her, and the two of us just laid there, panting for breath. I couldn’t believe what I had just done. I had fucked my little sister. What if someone found out? I glanced over at her. Her long, blonde hair still hung behind her head. She was looking at me with impressed satisfaction.

 

“I always knew you… wanted me,” she said, still struggling for breath. “We just needed the… the right situation.” She reached over and kissed me on the lips.

 

“You were incredible,” I said.

 

Kelly blushed a little. “Thanks. It was pretty amazing. We should probably get home soon. I’m sure Mom and Dad are freaking out.”

 

I laughed. “Yeah. I don’t think we should tell them what really happened.”

 

Slowly, we began to gather up our clothes. I helped Kelly put her dress back on and then put my own clothes on. We drove home together and didn’t say much the entire time. Not much needed to be said.

 

As we arrived home, my dad was standing there. “What took you two so long?” he asked. “It’s almost 12:30.”

 

I smiled. “Sorry, Dad, the car wouldn’t start.”

 

“Well, you’re an hour and a half late,” he snapped. “I hope you have better luck getting the car to start next time.”

 

“Actually,” whispered Kelly to me, “I think the car’s going to have quite a few problems in the next couple of weeks.”

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.

my Mom.  I ask my Dad to have as little sex as he can with her.  It makes me so jealous hearing them do it.  I make him tell me I'm better.  Its also made me start doing things that I didn't think I would with him.  We watch porn on the computer and act out the videos we watch.  I dress in little outfits for him.  Have been tied up.  Any fantasy he has I've let him live it out with me.  Except for one thing...anal.  I've let him finger me, eat it out, but not fuck it.  It hurts so bad being fingered, I can't imagine his dick in there.  He continues to ask, but I just can't bring myself to do it.
  As far as my sister, she still hasn't said anything.  She actually hasn't even said anything to me about it.  Its almost like it never happened.  At least to her.  My Dad went all out on her Birthday last week.  I think he did it to make up for her not saying anything.  Which I think is only right, it was nice of her to not say anything.  
  Well I wake up this morning and head to the living room to make something to eat.  My Dad didn't come to my room last night and I wanted to know why.  As I got close to the fridge, I could hear moaning in the room.  I got that feeling of jealousy again.  My Mom didn't deserve to have him inside her!  I wanted to get my mind off of it so I headed toward Heathers room.  I knock and I get no answer.  I knock again and wait.  Finally I just walk in and she isn't in there.  Where could she be at 10 in the morning?  I walk back out the the living room and head to the window to see if maybe she is at the swing set.  But as I look out I see that she isn't...but thats not what bothered me....what bothered me is that my Mom's car was gone.  I got this sick feeling in my stomach as the thought of Heather being in my parents room right now.  I creep to the room and put my ear to the door and listen.  I can hear moaning, but I can't tell if its Heather or not.  It doesn't sound like my Mom though.  She has this really high pitched moan, and usually swears.  But this moan was a little lower...and little softer...and no swearing...ITS HEATHER!!!  I open the door and I get this sick feeling in my stomach that makes me almost throw up.  I see Heather on top of my Dad.  They don't notice or hear me come in.  My Dad is sitting on the computer chair and Heather is on top of him, facing away, with her feet on his knees.  She is going up an down with her face up, moaning.  I feel tears in my eyes, I can't believe I let him do this to her.  The sadness leaves and the anger takes over as I notice that he isn't going in her pussy...he is in her ass!  Just then Heather opens her eyes and sees me.  "What the fuck Steff...GET OUT!!", she screams at me still panting.  My Dad's head comes out from behind her and sees me.  "Steff...", is all he says as I close the door.  I go to the couch and start to cry.  Cry because I couldn't believe he would do this!  Wasn't I enough!!  Should I have just given him my ass??  I thought I did enough!  I expected him to come out and talk to me, instead I hear the moaning start again.  I wanted to go in there and kick the shit outta my sister!  I couldn't believe that she actually wanted it!  What a little SLUT!! I hear my Dad groan and then the moaning stops.  I wait for a bit and Heather comes out in her bathrobe.  "Steffany...you can't say anything...I didn't say anything...you owe me this...ok?" I can't believe it, I want to tell, just to hurt her, but I know I can't.  "Of course Heather...but how could you do this? You kne...", before I can finish.  "How can I do this?? How can I do this??  Did you just really ask me that?  You are the one that started it!  What do you think I felt when I came in and saw you 2 together!  You were always the beautiful one, and I'm always the shadow!  I just wanted to know why I wasn't in on it, was I not pretty enough for Dad?  So I asked him, I told him that I wanted to have him the exact same way...look Steff, this doesn't change anything, we just have to share him ok?  You know...maybe we can even share him...at the same time...if you want...", I couldn't believe it!  Like I would want to do that at the same time!!  "The same time Heather?  Thats not going to happen!"  She smiles at me shaking her head.  "I expected you to say that...Dad does everything for us...and you can't give him that?  But I'm really not surprised...I mean...you won't even do anal...how sad is that." She says with that devilish little smile.  I want to smack it off her face!  I can't believe my Dad told her that!!  "Thats really none of your business Heather.  What Dad and I do is between us...", just then my Dad walks out.  "Girls...we don't need to argue ok...look Steffy, I asked her to ask you.  I just thought maybe it was an idea.  Now that Heather has anal sex with me I won't ask you...so it actually works out for you...and I thought maybe we could all do it together...", he puts his arm around Heather and she kisses his chest.  She keeps smiling at me, she knows I won't do it.  So I decide to put it in her face that I will, so that my Dad sees that I'm the best out of us!  "Ok Daddy...I will do it..." I say as I walk towards him and get down on my knees.  I'm not in the mood to do it right now, but I see the smile go off my sisters face, which bring a smile to mine.  "Right now...right here...", my Dad says as he looks back and forth at me and Heather.  I keep my eyes on his as I pull his boxers down and start kissing his dick.  He has this look of utter shock.  Heather drops her robe and gets on her knees as well.  I twitch in shock as I feel her kiss my neck.  I had no idea she was going to do anything with me!  But that thought goes away as I feel her hand run down the crack of my ass under my panties.  She stops on my asshole and rubs it in circles before she puts it in my pussy.  Her soft hands feel amazing.  "Thats it girls...do it for Daddy...", as he says this I take him out of my mouth and start to kiss her.  Her tounge meets mine and it makes me go crazy!  My pussy is dripping wet!  Her fingers sliding in and out of it.  I use my extra hand that isn't on my Dads dick and run it down her body.  I rub her nipples and then move down to her pussy.  Its still so wet from the sex her and Daddy just had.  I start to finger her as we both stop kissing each other and both start to suck on my Dads dick.  He still has that look of shock on him as we both start to kiss and lick his dick.  His 2 little girls fingering each other while giving him a blowjob had to make him go crazy with excitement!  He pulled his dick out of Heathers mouth and his balls out of mine, and got down on his knees as well.  He laid me down on the ground and pulled my panties off.  At the same time Heather was pulling off my tanktop.  I lay there naked as my Dad got between my legs and started to rub the head of his dick against my pussy, making me moan as it glided over my clit.  "Steff...will you eat me out?", Heather asks.  But before I say yes she has already started to move up towards my face to straddle it.  I just nod as she got on my face.  I have tasted my Dads dick before after he had been in me, and I've occasionally tasted my fingers while I was fingering myself.  But it tasted so much stronger coming from the actual pussy!!  I didn't know what to do exactly, so I just licked up and down and in circles on her clit.  She had me by my hair while she rubbed it up and down all over my face.  My Dad finally put his dick in me and started to fuck me.  Heather leaned back and started to kiss my Dad.  I stopped licking and just stuck my tounge out and let her rub herself on it.  It was to hard to move it while I was moaning the way I was.  I thought my Dad and I couldn't have made sex any hotter, but I was wrong.  Adding my sister to the mix made it so much hotter, so much more exciting!  Just then my Dad pulls out of me and tells Heather to get between my legs.  Heather listens as she gets between my legs, bent over on all fours.  She pushes my legs up so they are pressed right against my chest.  She starts to eat me out as my Dad gets behind her.  She can't even match what my Dad can do, but I'd be lying if I said it didn't feel good.  But as my Dad starts to fuck her, she begins to moan.  The vibration makes it so much better!  I lay my head back and the sound of all of us moaning and groaning makes me even hornier.  That combined with the sound of her eating me out and my Dad pounding my sister, I can feel myself already getting close.  I look back up and I see Heather looking at me, we just keep looking at each other as I can feel the orgasm explode!  I grab her hair and pull.  "Oh yeah Heather...ohhhh....ohhh fuck....ugggh" I say as I rub my pussy up and down all over her face.  She pulls away and gets up on all fours as my Dad grabs her by her hair and really starts going to town on her.  I was her little tits shake and her face grimace.  "Ok girls....get ready....Ok...sit beside each other and stick your tounges out..." my Dad says as he pulls out of Heather and stands up.  We listen and sit beside each other with our tounges out.  I lean over and put my tounge on Heathers and we start to lick each others tounge.  "Oh Fuck yeah girls!  Keep them open....hear it comes girls....hear it...", my Dad explodes all over us.  I thought he wouldn't have that much left after he came in my sister.  But I was wrong.  Spurt after spurt shot out of my Dad.  Heather and I just kept licking each others tounge as we felt all his cum land on our face and in our mouth.  As his cum stopped I thought Heather would stop, but she just grabbed me by the back of my head and started to french me.  I didn't know what to do so I just kissed back.  The taste of cum in our mouths along with the texture of it made me so horny!  But as she pulled away with this look in her eyes, I knew she didn't do that for my Dad, she did it for herself!  "Well girls...I can see this is going to be a lot of fun for a long time, but for now we better all get dressed and cleaned up, your Mom should be home soon!"   But Heather and I didn't say anything, actually we didn't even stop looking at each other.  But after my Dad knelt down and kissed us both on the head and started to walk away, my sister finally said something.  "You know Steff...this doesn't just have to be between Dad...we can have fun also...", she says as she smiles and stands up.  She walks to the bathroom and I can't help but watch her naked body walk away.  It wasn't anything special, she actually hadn't really developed at all.  But her ass still looked great while she walked.  She looks back, "You know you want to...", she says quietly as she goes into the bathroom.  She is right, I do want to!  I have never been attracted to women, and I've never wanted to be with one.  But I do love the feeling of being with someone that you shouldn't be with, the feeling of it being wrong.  I got up and headed to my room.  My Dad was right, this was going to be a lot of fun for a LONG time!!

f you're going with me, hurry up! We've got to pick up Wendy on the way.” Wendy was Jason's girlfriend, a 16-year-old with long brown hair, green eyes, and a tight little body. Jason had been hoping he was going to see some of the body tonight, but if Jennifer was going along to the party, chances were looking pretty slim.

Jennifer came bouncing down the hallway, ready to go, in low-cut jeans and a tank top, and bubbly. Jenny was a pretty little thing, with wavy, shoulder-length blond hair and blue eyes, but she was painfully shy and didn't have many friends of her own. Going to a party with her brother would give her a chance to actually talk to some other people for a change. “Okay, big brother, I'm ready. Let's go have some fun.”

They jumped into Jason's Ford Ranger and headed for Wendy's house. Wendy wasn't going to be happy when she saw Jennifer. The party they were going to was being put on by one of the kids in Wendy's class, and just about everyone there would be Wendy's age, which meant they were terribly immature as far as Wendy was concerned. She was used to hanging out with Jason's friends, two years older. The main reason they were going to the party was to have an excuse to get out of the house, and they had planned to spend as much time hiding out from the kids at the party as possible. That wasn't going to happen with Jennifer tagging along.

Wendy had been been watching out the window for Jason, and when she saw him drive up she hollered to her mother that she was leaving and headed out the door and down the steps. When she saw Jennifer sitting in the pickup with Jason, she was pissed. “What's she doing here? We're supposed to be going to a party, not babysitting!”

“Sorry, baby,” Jason replied. “I'm not any happier about it than you are. My parents wouldn't let me go unless I took her along.”

“God, guys, I'm right here,” Jennifer whined. “Don't talk about me like I don't even exist.”

“Jeez, all right, sis, just don't hang all over us tonight, OK. Try to find somebody to hang out with and leave us alone.” Jason didn't really think that would happen, he figured he'd be stuck with his sister all night.

*****

When they got to the party, Jason found out he had something else to worry about. David, the kid who was throwing the party, obviously thought he was some sort of player, and wasted no time in showing and interest in both Wendy and Jennifer. Jason wasn't about to put up with any of that shit. Wendy was his girlfriend, and everybody else had better stay away. As for Jennifer, she might be a pain in the ass, but she was his little sister, and any guy that wanted to get anywhere near her would have to go through Jason. Jason tried to take his mind off that by admiring the way Wendy looked tonight. She was a fairly small girl, though bigger than Jenny, about 5'4”, with long, dark hair and green eyes. She had big boobs for a girl her size, along with a slim waist and hips, and a really tight little ass. She was dressed to show it off tonight, wearing a loose top that only came halfway down her belly, and tight, low-cut jeans. The way Wendy was dressed didn't help Jason's mood any when he saw David looking at her.

While Jason was worrying about whether he'd have to teach somebody a lesson, Wendy was thinking about something else entirely. On the ride to the party, she'd be crammed up against Jason's whiny little sister in the seat of Jason's pickup, which was so small there was barely room for the three of them. At first, Wendy had been pissed, but after a couple of minutes, she noticed that she enjoyed having Jennifer pressed up against her. Wendy had always secretly wondered what it would be like to fuck another girl, and as she felt the warmth of the little blond next to her, she thought it might be time to find out.

Jennifer wasn't worried about much of anything except whether she'd be able to make it through the party without feeling so out of place that she started to cry.

*****

After about half an hour of sheer torture for Jason, things got even worse. Someone piped up with, “Let's play Spin the Bottle.” Jason leaned over to Wendy, who was curled up against on the couch and said, “They're not really going to play that lame-o kids game, are they?” Wendy gave him an evil grin and snickered, “Remember, they're not all as experienced as we are. Maybe the rest of them can pick up some pointers from us!”

David seemed to think Spin the Bottle was a great idea. He immediately started rounding people up. “Everybody sit in a circle on the floor. I'll go find a bottle and we'll get started. Come on, quit wasting time!”

As the kids started to arrange themselves on the floor, a boy named Steve said, “Hey, what happens if a guy spins the bottle and it points to another guy?”

David replied, “Just use the girl it's pointed closest to.”

Jason felt like stirring things up. "What if the two guys want to kiss each other?" That stirred things up all right. David mockingly said, "Yeah, right, like that's gonna happen," and then everyone decided to talk at once. Jason jumped in again with "What about two girls? What if they want to kiss each other?" That was a different story. "Well, I think they should be able to if they want to," said David, salivating at the thought of seeing two girls kissing. Most of the guys seemed to agree, while Wendy started wondering if Jason had been reading her mind.

Finally, Jason offered, "Why don't we just say if it's two guys or two girls, they get to decide if they want to or not. If both of 'em want to then they do, otherwise, no."

"But if it's a guy and a girl they have to, right?" That was David, of course. Probably worried none of the girls would kiss him otherwise, thought Jason.

"Wouldn't be much point to the game otherwise," replied Jason.

Everyone mumbled assent. The circle of people on the floor was complete. Wendy thought "Jeez, it's like a seance or something." David was the last to sit, holding the bottle, and, naturally, decided that he should go first. He spun the bottle so hard it almost flew out of the circle, but it eventually wound up pointed at a little redhead named Amber. They leaned across the circle and kissed. It was pretty obvious to Jason that neither one of them had much experience at it. Jason decided that David was likely all talk and no action when it came to girls, which didn't exactly surprise him much. After a couple of other turns, a fairly dweebie looking guy named Freddy spun the bottle, and it pointed to Jennifer. She squirmed a little bit; she wasn't about to admit that she'd never kissed anybody and had pretty much no idea of what she was supposed to do. Freddy leaned over and pressed his mouth against Jenny's. She thought it didn't seem like much at first. Then she felt Freddy's tongue start to worm it's way between her lips. Jenny wasn't sure whether to play along or scream. She opened her mouth slight, and let Freddy slip his tongue in. As the foreign object roamed through her mouth, sliding over her teeth, and gums, and the roof of her mouth, Jenny let her tongue slide over Freddy's, tasting him. After a few seconds, Freddy drove his tongue as far back in her mouth as it would go, then pulled his tongue back and broke off the kiss with a loud smack. "Not bad," Jennifer thought, "but not as great as everybody makes it out to be." She wasn't sure if it was her, or Freddy, or just being new to kissing, but something seemed to be missing.

The turns went around the circle. Wendy had to kiss David, which left her singularly unimpressed, his tongue flopping in her mouth like a dying fish, although it just about killed him. Jason got to kiss a very hot little redhead named Shannon. He was surprised to find that she was very good, and Shannon thought Jason was great, while Wendy silently steamed over how much Jason appeared to enjoy it. Jenny wound up kissing a couple of other guys, and found both of them to be in the same undistinguished category as Freddy.

Now it was Wendy's turn. She spun, and the bottle pointed directly at Jennifer. That caused a chorus of "Yeah, do it," from the guys. No girls had kissed each other yet, and every boy in the place was waiting for it to happen. Wendy stared hard at Jennifer and said, "Do you want to? I'm willing if you are." Wendy thought this was the chance of a lifetime.

Jennifer swallowed hard, and thought for a few seconds, but finally said softly, "Sure. OK, let's do it."

Jason, who was between them on the floor, leaned back so they could reach each other. Wendy put her hand on the back of Jennifer's head and pulled the younger girl toward her, gently pressing her lips against Jenny's. As soon as Jenny felt Wendy's mouth on hers, she knew this kiss would be different. Instead of just jamming her tongue into Jenny's mouth and wiggling it around, as the boys had done, Wendy slowly licked Jenny's lips, caressing them with her tongue. When Wendy's tongue entered Jennifer's mouth it probed with a purpose, learning the contours of Jenny's teeth, gums, the roof of her mouth. Jennifer felt a stirring in her belly that was new, exciting, and more than a little scary. Wendy, meanwhile, could feel the heat rising between her legs, as kissing her boyfriend's little sister caused her pussy to throb and begin to moisten her panties. When Wendy felt Jenny's tongue start to move against hers, she pulled her tongue back, teasing Jenny into letting her own tongue follow, back, over her lips, then over Wendy's, and into Wendy's mouth. Jenny let her tongue investigate Wendy's mouth, as Wendy sucked lightly, causing Jenny to breath a little heavier. It was all over in a few seconds, although it seemed to the girls that it went on for hours. When they broke apart, they both became aware that the boys had been cheering them on lewdly as they kissed, causing both to blush.

Jason had felt his cock start to harden as soon as Wendy's mouth had touched Jennifer's. It was the first time he'd ever seen two girls kiss in real life, and it was even hotter than seeing it in pictures or a porno movie. The fact that the two were his girlfriend and sister just made his dick rise that much faster. Now it was his turn to spin. The bottle pointed to Shannon, the same redhead he had kissed before. Shannon got real treat thanks to Jason being so fired up after watching Wendy and Jenny. Jason kissed her so intensely that Shannon felt lightheaded when they were done. Wendy had been angry enough about the way Jason had kissed Shannon the first time - now she was really pissed.

Jason passed the bottle to Jennifer. She spun and the bottle pointed straight at Jason.

"Uh, I don't know if I can do that," said Jenny nervously.

"Oh come on, sis, what can it hurt?" Jason was so horny now he was ready for just about anything. Without waiting for Jenny to answer, he pulled her to him, and planted his mouth on hers. To Jason's surprise, when he stuck his tongue in his sister's mouth, his cock got even harder. Meanwhile, Jennifer, still feeling kind of funny after kissing Wendy, found that kissing her brother was just as good. Jason was rougher than Wendy had been, but not so rough that it turned her off, and she felt the same tingle in her belly that she had with Wendy. Wendy watched, thinking that those two were kissing a little more passionately than a brother and sister should

After Jason and Jennifer finished the bottle continued around the circle, but after a couple of more turns the game started to break up. People were wandering off to continue the kissing more privately and maybe add a little something to it. Jason thought that was a great idea, and was ready to drag Wendy off into a corner, when his bad luck for the evening continued.

"Dude, I can score some righteous weed, but I need a ride. You've got a car here, right?" It was Freddy, the dorky little guy who'd been the first one to kiss Jennifer. Why Jason remembered that, and why it annoyed him so much, he wasn't sure.

"Yeah, I guess I can give you a ride. This won't take too long, will it?"

"No, it's not far from here. Thanks, dude, I'll get my stuff!"

Jason explained to Wendy and Jennifer what was going on, and disappeared into the night with Freddy. Wendy and Jennifer wandered over to a vacant couch and sat down.

"So, how did like Spin the Bottle?" Wendy asked with a chuckle.

"It was OK," Jennifer replied, "But there was something weird."

"What was that?"

Jennifer looked nervous or embarrassed. "Well, I like kissing, but I liked kissing you and Jason the best. My brother and his girlfriend. Pretty sick, right?"

Wendy giggled. "Maybe we're just better at it. We've done it more than the rest of these kids."

"Yeah, maybe that's it."

Wendy decided to take a chance. "Do you want to kiss me again?"

"You mean, now, with no game or anything?"

"Yeah."

"But, everybody'll look at us and say things like they did when we kissed before."

"I doubt it. Everybody's too busy making out to pay any attention to anybody else."

Jenny looked around. Wendy was right, pretty much everybody was busy, and the lights had been turned down low enough that it was hard to see anything anyway.

When Jennifer turned back to Wendy, Wendy reached one hand up to cradle Jenny's head, pulled it toward her, and began kissing her. The two leaned against the back of the couch as their tongues entertained each other, and both had begun breathing more heavily. Jennifer wasn't quite sure what she was feeling, but that strange flutter in her belly was back. Wendy was absolutely sure what she was feeling - she was horny as hell.

Wendy reached out with one hand and cupped it over Jenny's breast, squeezing lightly. Jenny gasped, broke off their kiss and whispered hoarsely, "Wendy, you can't do that!"

"Why not?"

"We're both girls!"

"So? Did it feel good?"

"Well, yeah..."

"Then shut up and kiss me again!"

Their lips met, and this time when Wendy's hand closed on Jennifer's breast, Jenny simply moaned softly into Wendy's mouth. After massaging Jenny's breast for a few seconds, Wendy moved her hand down between the younger girl's legs, pressing her fingers against the crotch of Jenny's jeans.

Jennifer had never been touched there. Ever. By anyone. Not even by herself. She broke off the kiss with Wendy and leaned her head back against the couch, breathing heavily. The fluttering in her belly was more of a burning and itching, now, and was concentrated around Wendy's hand. Wendy rubbed her hand up and down along the crotch of Jenny's pants, and Jennifer instinctively thrust her pelvis out against Wendy.

Wendy could feel the heat rising in Jennifer through her jeans. She lowered her face to Jenny's throat, kissing, licking, then nipping lightly with her teeth, and was rewarded with a sharp gasp, followed by a low moan. Wendy wasn't sure how far Jenny would let her go, but she wanted to find out, and she wasn't going to be able to do it on the couch with everyone else around, even with the lights turned down.

Wendy suddenly stood up, grabbed Jennifer's hand and pulled her to feet, and said, "Come with me."

"Where are we going?"

"To look for something." One of Wendy's friends had told her that once during a party at David's house, David had taken her off to a small bathroom in the back of the house for a make-out session. It was in a place where nobody was likely to wander by. Wendy was hoping to find it, and sure enough, after a couple of minutes of wandering, there it was. Very small, a toilet and sink and just enough room for a couple of people, but that was all Wendy needed, and it had a lock on the door.

Wendy dragged Jenny inside, locked the door, and planted another big kiss on Jennifer's lips, at the same time putting her hand back between the younger girl's legs. Wendy resumed rubbing along the crotch of Jennifer's jeans, and Jenny again moved her pelvis in rhythm with Wendy's hand. Now, though, with some privacy, Jenny was moaning into Wendy's mouth and breathing heavily, which made Wendy even hornier.

Jennifer wasn't sure what was going to come next, but when Wendy took her hand away from Jenny's pelvis, Jenny moaned, "Oh, god, Wendy, don't stop!"

"Don't worry, I'm not going to stop."

Jenny felt Wendy's hand on the waistband of her jeans, unbuttoning them, then unzipping. When she had Jenny's jeans open, she said, "Now you do mine." Jenny hesitantly moved her hands to Wendy's jeans, opening them the way Wendy had opened hers.

"Now, you do to me what I do to you," Wendy whispered, "and we'll both have plenty of fun."

Jenny gasped as Wendy's fingers slid along her belly, under the waistband of her panties, and brushed through Jenny's light blond pubic hair. Wendy's fingers reached Jenny's pussy lips, and began to rub her again, but this time with no clothes in the way. "Aaaahhhh...Oh, wow!" Jenny could hardly believe the feelings running through her body, as she felt the muscles in her lower belly twitch at Wendy's touch.

Wendy's other hand wrapped around Jenny's wrist and guided her hand to Wendy's lower belly. Jenny hesitated as her fingers touched Wendy's bare skin. Wendy looked into Jenny's eyes and moaned, "Put your hand in my pants. Please!" Jenny slipped her hand inside Wendy's jeans, and felt Wendy's pubic hair; Jenny was surprised to find out that Wendy wasn't wearing any panties. Jenny's fingers moved to Wendy's pussy lips, and Jenny could feel the moisture starting to seep out of Wendy's cunt.

When Wendy felt Jenny's fingers starting to caress her pussy, she curled her middle finger and slipped just the tip between Jenny's pussy lips and up inside her. At the feeling of having her cunt penetrated for the first time, Jenny's hips bucked forward against Wendy's hand, driving the older girl's finger deeper into Jenny's pussy.

"Aaaahhhh. Shit, that feels good!"

"Yeah, now make me feel good."

Jenny pushed her fingertip up against the opening of Wendy's pussy. She was a little awkward, never having done anything like this before, but eventually she wiggled her finger enough to get it to slide into Wendy's pussy. "Mmmm, baby," Wendy moaned as she shoved her pelvis against Jenny's hand.

Wendy began to pump her finger in and out of Jennifer's pussy, pulling back and flicking her fingertip over Jenny's clit, then driving her finger back in again. This time she didn't have to tell Jenny to follow her lead; the younger girl began finger-fucking her in time with Wendy's own thrusts. Jenny was moaning softly, obviously enjoying her first sexual experience. Wendy, meanwhile, was looking for a release of the sexual tension she'd been feeling all night. She couldn't believe now that she'd been pissed off when she saw that Jason had his little sister with him. Wendy plunged her finger into Jenny's pussy up to the hilt and held it there, at the same time humping wildly against Jenny's hand.

"Faster," she whispered to Jenny, "and harder!" Wendy felt the muscles in her belly tense. "Oh fuck!" She let out her breath in an explosive gasp, her body shook, and she clutched at Jenny, pulling her lover against her and leaning on the younger girl for support.

"Wendy, are you OK?" Jenny looked scared.

"Oh, yeah, I'm OK. You just made me cum!" It wasn't the most intense orgasm she'd ever had, but it was really good, and she was pretty sure things would only get better with Jenny, and other girls, in the future.

Wendy reached down an coaxed Jenny's hand out of her pants. Jenny's middle finger was soaked with Wendy's pussy juice. Wendy lifted it up in front of the 14-year-old's face. "Lick it and see how I taste," Wendy encouraged Jenny.

Jennifer licked one side of her finger, then took it into her mouth and sucked it like a popsicle; or maybe like something else, Wendy thought. This girl was going to be something when she got some experience.

"Interesting," Jenny purred. "Different, but nice." She'd never tasted anything like it; musky, but also slightly sweet. She definitely wanted to taste more.

Wendy's finger was still inside Jennifer, and now Wendy began to move it in and out again. "Mmmm, oooohhhh." Jenny could concentrate on how her own belly felt now, she didn't have to worry about what her finger was doing inside Wendy. She could also still smell and tasted Wendy's juice from her finger, and it aroused her even more. Jenny felt her hips moving against Wendy's hand as the older finger-fucked her. Jenny's body was on fire. Wendy had backed her up against the wall, and began massaging Jenny's breasts with her other hand, at the same time licking and sucking her throat. Each time Wendy's finger moved in and out of Jenny's cunt it scraped across her clit, sending a lightning bolt through Jenny's belly and up her spine. Jenny's body was becoming tense, and she needed a release. As if reading her mind, Wendy suddenly took her clit between her thumb and finger and pinched it hard.

"YES! YES! YES!" As her first orgasm surged through her, Jenny panted and gasped; her body shook, and her mind swirled. "Aaaahhhh. Aaaahhhh, god."

As Wendy withdrew her hand from Jenny's jeans, the two kissed deeply. Then Wendy slipped her finger into her mouth and sucked Jennifer's juices off. It was the first time she'd tasted pussy juice other than her own. Jenny tasted slightly sweeter and somehow not as strong as Wendy herself.

The two girls leaned against each other for a couple of minutes, worn out from their adventure, until Wendy said, "We better get back out there. We don't want Jason to wonder where we are when he gets back!"

*****

Part 2

It had taken longer than expected for Freddy to take care of his dope deal, and by the time Jason got back to the party it was getting a little late. The time hadn't been all wasted, though. While Jason was waiting for Freddy to take care of business, his cell phone had rung. It was his father, with bad news, or, from Jason's viewpoint, good news. Jason and Jennifer's parents were also at a party, about an hour's drive north. They'd been drinking, and the weather in that area had turned really nasty, so their hosts had invited them to spend the night. They'd accepted in the interest of safety.

"So you and Jenny will have to be home alone tonight, son. Think you'll be all right?"

"Yeah, we'll manage somehow, dad. Don't worry about us." God, his father was such a dork! Jason wondered if he'd been that way as a teenager, too, or if you just got more stupid about things like that as you got older.

When Jason and Freddy got back to the party, everyone who was still there was paired up and making out, except for Wendy and Jennifer, who were sitting on the couch talking. Freddy thought it might be his lucky day, since Jenny wasn't busy with anyone.

"Hey, why don't we all go get high!"

"Sorry, dude," Jason said. I got a call from my dad while you were finishing up your deal. Something came up, and we've got to go now."

As they headed out to the car, Jennifer, worried, asked, "What happened? Why do we have to leave?"

"What happened is that mom and dad aren't coming home tonight, and we've got the house all to ourselves." Turning to Wendy, Jason added, "How late can you stay out, baby?"

"Late enough," she answered with a grin.

"What am I supposed to do while you two are doing... whatever it is you do?" asked a very perturbed Jennifer after they had piled into Jason's pickup.

"Hell, I don't know, you'll think of something." Jason just wanted a piece of Wendy's ass and really didn't care much about what happened to his sister. "You can watch for all I care?"

Jason had said it to shut Jennifer up, so her was startled when she said, "Really? You'd let me do that?"

Startled didn't even cover when his girlfriend added, "Cool Jason, that would be so hot! I'm getting wet just thinking about it!"

Shit, Jason thought to himself, guess I put my foot in that one. As the thought percolated through his mind, though , he found that it was starting to make him feel hornier, too. Damn, what kind of sick pervert are you?

When they got back to the house, all three of them headed to Jason's bedroom This would be a treat for Wendy. They didn't get to be on a bed very often; they had to settle for whatever they could get. In the car. In the hot tub when nobody was watching. A couple of times even at school. Wendy wanted to be able to do it like normal people once in a while. Jason, on the other hand, didn't much care.

In the bedroom, Jason pulled Wendy to him. "Come here, baby, I'm ready for some action!" He began kissing her, hard. They hadn't kissed each other all night, and Jason was ready for his girlfriend's tongue instead of his sister's, or that little redhead Shannon's. Wendy took his tongue deep into her mouth, and her hands immediately went to his jeans and began unbuttoning and unzipping them. Jason thought Wendy was unusually horny tonight, even for a girl who normally had a pretty strong sex drive. Maybe the game at the party had turned her on.

They broke off the kiss and pulled off each other's tops. Jason pressed his mouth back against Wendy's, this time sucking Wendy's tongue into his mouth, and reached around her to unfasten her bra. Jason grunted as Wendy finished freeing his dick from his pants and began to stroke it with fingers. She reached under to cup his balls, then slid her hand up, wrapping her fingers around his cock and stroking all the way to the head.

Jason wormed his hand down into Wendy's jeans. She wasn't wearing panties, which didn't surprise him much. What did surprise him was how wet she already was. She must have enjoyed Spin the Bottle more than she wanted to admit. He curled his finger up inside her and started stroking.

Jenny was following along with what her brother and his girlfriend were doing. When Jason and Wendy had taken off each other's tops, Jenny whipped her tank top off over her head and dropped it on the floor, where it was quickly joined by her bra. She moved her hands to her breasts, and started massaging, feeling a thrill shoot through her as she did. Now she had her jeans open, and was doing to herself with her fingers what she and Wendy had done to each other earlier. She couldn't believe she was doing this, and getting to look at a cock besides. Yeah, it was her brother's, but it was still a dick, the first she'd ever seen. And, brother or not, it looked pretty good to her. She was watching everything Wendy did, looking for pointers. Who knows, maybe someday she'd be able to do something like that with a boy.

Wendy dropped Jason's cock, leaving it pointing at her, backed away from him slightly, and started taking off her jeans. When she was done, she dropped to her knees in front of Jason and pulled down his jeans and underwear, dropping them in a pile on the floor when she was done. She glanced over and saw that Jennifer, still watching them, was stripping off her jeans and panties as well, leaving all three naked.

Wendy took Jason's dick in her hand again, and moved her face close.

Jason moaned, "Yeah, honey, suck my cock!" He always wanted her to put it in her mouth, but she wouldn't do it very often.

Wendy hesitated, then looked over at Jenny with a wicked grin on her face. "Wanna help?"

Jenny was shocked. The thought of putting a guy's dick in her mouth was weird enough, but this was her brother. She wasn't sure what to say.

If his sister was shocked, Jason was devastated. "Are you crazy?" he practically shouted at Wendy. "That's my sister. She can't do that."

"You want your cock sucked, or not?" was all Wendy replied.

Jason groaned. He was trapped.

Wendy reached up, grabbed Jennifer by the wrist and pulled her down onto the floor next to her. Now both girls were kneeling in front of Jason's stiff prick.

"Just watch what I do, and then you'll get a chance to do it too," Wendy instructed Jennifer. Wendy was a great cocksucker, and she actually enjoyed doing it, but she wouldn't give it to Jason any time he wanted it. That way, she could hold it over him when she wanted to - like now.

Jenny watched, her mouth hanging open, as Wendy held Jason's cock straight up in the air, leaned her face against it, and stuck her tongue out against the base just above his balls. Wendy licked up along the shaft, all the way up until she grazed her tongue over the pee-hole in the tip of Jason's cock. Then she wrapped her lips around just the head of his cock and sucked lightly on it before pulling her head back.

"Your turn," she said to Jennifer. "Hold it with your hand like this."

Jenny reached her hand over and took hold of her brother's cock. She held it up, and leaned in, mimicking Wendy's movements. When her tongue touched the base of Jason's cock, she felt him twitch. She licked up his cock as Wendy had done. He tasted salty and gamy, not at all like her finger after it had been in Wendy's pussy. Jason twitched again when Jenny's tongue reached the bottom of his cockhead, and groaned when the tip of her tongue opened his pee-hole. Jenny opened her mouth and took the head of her brother's cock in. It was just for a second before she let it go, but she got the full taste of him in her mouth, and thought about what it would be like to have his cock fill up her mouth; or fill her up somewhere else.

Jason was just about going wild. As his little sister handled his cock he was torn between incredible guilt and the most intense sexual arousal he'd ever felt. Before today he'd never thought of Jennifer in a sexual way. Now he might never be able to think about her any other way.

Wendy took Jason's cock back from Jenny, smiling as she said, "OK, next lesson! Watch close!"

Wendy licked up the length of Jason's cock again, but this time when she reached the top, she opened her mouth and took a couple of inches of his dick in, then bobbed her head up and down on it a few times, taking a little more into her mouth with each stroke. After half-a-dozen or so strokes, Wendy let Jason's cock pop out of her mouth, and turned to Jennifer again.

"Don't forget to lick it with your tongue while you suck," Wendy advised Jenny as she handed Jason's dick back to her.

Jennifer again did as Wendy had showed her. As she began to take more than just the head of his cock into her mouth, Jenny found she had to open her jaw as far as she could. She'd never tried putting anything that big into her mouth before. As Jason's cock slid past her lips, the curled her tongue around the bottom of it. She felt her teeth scraping along his skin, and the head of his cock bumped against the roof of her mouth. It felt hard and smooth, and she was incredibly turned on. How much of her excitement was because it was her brother she was sucking, she wasn't sure. She took in as much as she could without gagging, maybe a couple of inches, then pulled her head back, started down again.

Jason's mind had pretty much stopped functioning by now. He knew it was his little sister sucking his cock, but he didn't care anymore. All he cared about now was that he had two hot girls paying sexual attention to him, and he was having the time of his life.

Wendy watched Jennifer's head move up and down on Jason's cock a few times, then reached in and pulled Jenny back.

"Keep that up and he's going to cum in somebody's mouth instead of where I want it," Wendy said. "Come on, Jenny, time to get you up on the bed."

Jennifer wasn't sure what Wendy was talking about, but she found out soon enough, as Wendy half picked Jenny up, stretched her out on Jason's bed, then scooted her up so her shoulders were propped against the headboard. Wendy pushed Jenny's legs apart, knelt in front of her, and lowered her face in between the younger girl's legs. This is what Wendy had wanted since she'd kissed Jennifer during the game, and she wasn't going to wait any more. Wendy spread Jenny's pussy lips apart, and pressed her mouth against the opening, shoving her tongue out so that pushed inside Jenny. Jenny's taste and smell made Wendy practically go wild. She purred as she started lapping at the girls' cunt.

Jennifer moaned when Wendy's tongue entered her. It was a different feeling than having a finger there. The tongue was wet and moved around more against her pussy lips Jenny's pelvis jerked and her back arched up off the bed when the tongue hit her clit.

Jason had simply stared, open-mouthed, when his girlfriend went down on his sister. It was like every teenage boy's dream come true. After a minute or so of watching, listening to his sister moan and looking at Wendy's ass sticking up in the air, it was time to join in. Jason hopped up onto the bed behind Wendy, and rammed his cock into to the hilt in one motion. Jason groaned, knowing he was finally going to be able to finish something. Wendy gasped as he pushed into her, and the force of his thrust shoved her face away from Jenny's pussy and up onto her belly. Jenny squealed, as Wendy's teeth scraped over the fourteen-year-old's clit as she was forced up.

Jason couldn't hold anything back now. He simply started hammering into Wendy's pussy as hard and fast as he could. Wendy was breathing heavily now, and Jason's thrusts made it impossible to keep her mouth on Jenny's pussy. Instead, Wendy slid her middle finger into Jenny, then quickly added her index finger. Wendy gasped, "Shit, Jason, fuck me harder!" and amazingly, he managed to do just that.

Jennifer's hips thrashed against Wendy's hand, Wendy's two fingers opening her farther, and reaching deeper into her, than anything she'd felt yet. Then she felt Wendy's thumb rub against her clit, and she lost it completely. Jenny's back arched up off the bed, then she fell back and jerked her shoulders up. She dug her hands into the bed as she felt spasms run through her pussy, then spread in waves through the rest of her body.

"Aaaahhhh! Wendy, I'm cumming again! So...good..." Jennifer collapsed back on the bed, her breathing heavy.

Wendy pushed herself up on her hands and looked down at Jenny as Jason kept fucking her. She could feel her own orgasm getting close.

"Oh...god...Jason...yeah I love being fucked hard! Oh, fuck, I'm going to cum! Unh...Unh...Unh... AAAAHHHH YESSSSS!" The sixteen-year-old dissolved in the most shattering orgasm of her young life. Her entire body vibrated and her breath left her in a wild explosion. She fell forward on top of Jennifer, unable to move.

When Wendy fell forward, Jason's body followed hers, his cock still inside her. He'd held off as long as he could, but now, after watching his sister and girlfriend both cum, there was nothing more he could do. As he flopped onto Wendy's back, his load forced it way through his cock and out into Wendy's dripping pussy. As he finished spurting, and his cock began to shrink and soften, he rolled off the girls onto his back on the bed.

All three lay still for a few minutes. Then Wendy said, "Come on Jenny, we've got work to do. No way is he going to get away with just once tonight!"

*****

Part 3

With Wendy leading the way again, the two girls started working on Jason's cock, intent on getting it to perform at least once more. Jason was still on his back on the bed. Wendy started licking and sucking him, then, when Jennifer joined in, Wendy moved farther down and began sucking on his balls. Jason was in heaven, his cock in his sister's mouth while his girlfriend licked and sucked his balls. Jennifer could feel her brother's cock hardening as lenthening as she sucked it. She wondered if she'd be able to get more of into her mouth this time once it was fully erect.

Wendy decided to leave the brother and sister to themselves and see what would develop. After giving Jason's balls a final good licking, she moved off the bed and onto a chair that sat next to it. She had a fine view of what was happening on the bed as she began some self-exploration. Wendy put her feet up on the seat of the chair, pulling her knees up toward her shoulders, spreading her thighs apart. She laid one hand along the opening of her pussy and began rubbing up and down, sliding her fingers and palm over her crotch. After a few strokes, as she moved her hand down toward the seat of the chair, the tip of her middle finger slid between her ass cheeks and bumped against the ring of her anus. Wendy let out a small gasp as a thrill ran through her body. She moved her hand back up, and when it went down again she applied slightly more pressure to her anus with her finger, this time stopping just short of allowing the finger to penetrate her. As she played with herself, she noticed that things were getting more interesting on the bed.

Jason's cock was now fully erect, Jennifer was taking more of it into her mouth than she had before. At one point she let it move far enough into her mouth that she could feel the head bump against the back of her throat. She gagged slightly, and her throat closed around the tip of Jason's cock, causing him to grunt.

When he felt Jenny's throat squeeze the head of his cock, Jason knew he had to have more. He pulled his sister's head away from his cock and rolled up onto his knees on the bed. Jason grabbed Jennifer by her shoulders and pushed her down onto the bed, on her back, and knelt above her. Jason took his cock in his hand, guided it between his sister's legs, and wedged the head in between the lips of her pussy... and stopped, frozen by guilt, suddenly realizing what it was he was about to do.

Jenny felt a thrill of combined fear and excitement race through her when Jason threw her down on the bed. She was shaking with anticipation when she felt the head of his cock move between the lips of her cunt. It was so much thicker than anything else she'd ever felt there! But then he stopped. Jenny looked up at him and saw the hesitation on his face. She had to do something to get him to continue.

"Jason, do it to me! I want you to... to fuck me!" It was the first time she'd ever used that word out loud. And that was all it took. Jason bucked his hips forward and drove his cock into his sister's pussy, not stopping until he bottomed out as the tip of his cock hit her cervix.

Jennifer whimpered as she felt Jason's cock sink into her. It was not only thicker, but much longer than anything else that penetrated her that night, reaching much deeper inside her. She felt intense pressure inside her belly as the walls of her pussy were pushed apart. A stab of pain made her wince and mewl, but it wasn't nearly as bad as she expected, and lasted only seconds. Then she didn't think about it at all, as Jason's cock opened her up all the way inside. She moaned as she felt his dick bump up against her cervix, completely filling her.

"God, Jason, it feels so good! Fuck me, please!"

Wendy got hotter and hotter as she watched the two incestuous teenagers. She spread her legs farther apart on the chair, and dipped two fingers of her right hand into her dripping pussy. She slid them in as deep as she could, pulled them back out and lifted them to her mouth, then sucked her juices off. As her right hand drifted back to her pussy, she moved her left hand under her ass, so she was sitting on it, then curled her middle finger up between her ass cheeks and began playing with the opening of her anus again. This time, though, just pressing her finger against her anal ring wasn't enough. As her right hand fucked her cunt, she shoved up hard with the middle finger of her left hand, pushing it inside her ass. She gasped as she felt her butt being violated for the first time. She inserted her finger as far inside as it would go, then began to experiment with it. She wiggled it around inside her ass, then curled it up, and tested the way different motions made her feel, the entire time pumping the fingers of her other hand in and out of her pussy. Wendy found that the sensations she received by having a finger in her ass were different from anything she felt from having her pussy penetrated, and having her ass filled made the experience more intense. She was soon finger-fucking both holes furiously.

When Jason heard his sister begging him to fuck her, he lost all restraint. He was now ramming her as hard as he ever had Wendy, using short, hard strokes. His pelvis was slamming against Jenny's clit and his balls slapped against her ass with every stroke. If he hadn't come once already he'd probably have blow his load as soon as he stuck his cock into his sister. but with one already behind him, he was able to keep going for a while.

Jennifer couldn't believe how it felt to have her pussy filled up and stretched. Having her brother be the one fucking her just made it that much more exciting. The walls of her cunt squeezed together as Jason pulled back, then split apart again as he plowed into her. She thrust her pelvis up at him with each stroke, moaning as he banged against her clit. She had no control left over her body. She leaned her head back, breathing heavily through her mouth, and closed her eyes, giving way to the shivers running through her as her brother ravished her. As her breathing grew more ragged, she could feel the climax approaching.

"Oh god, Jason! Oh fuck! Unh, yes, AAAAHHHH!" Jennifer's back arched up off the bed, then slammed back down. She wrapped her arms around Jason and clawed at his back, her nails leaving marks. Jenny locked her legs around Jason's hips, pulling him tighter against her. Her body vibrated, and her chest heaved with the force of her breathing.

Jason had been thinking that he should pull out of Jennifer before he shot his load inside her, since he was pretty sure she wasn't on the pill, but when Jenny's orgasm hit that was no longer an option. The pain of his sister's fingernails digging into his back drove him on, then her legs trapped him inside her. Feeling her pussy squeeze his cock as she came was the last straw. As he forced himself as deep inside Jennifer as possible, his cum boiled up out of his balls and through his cock, and he started squirting it inside his sister's pussy.

Jennifer felt her brother's cum stream out of him and into her, squeezing around his cock to coat the walls of her pussy, seeping through her cervix into her womb. She lay back, completely satisfied, with Jason sprawled on top of her. Jenny felt Jason's cock shrink and begin to slip out of her, and could feel his semen leaking out of her pussy onto the bed.

Wendy had brought herself to the edge of another massive orgasm with her two-hole masturbation, then slowed down. She didn't want to miss anything that was happening on the bed because she was too busy cumming herself. Now, as she watched her boyfriend and his sister finish their incestuous coupling, it was time. Wendy pumped the two fingers of her right hand furiously in and out of her pussy, while rubbing her thumb against her clit. At the same time she finger-fucked her ass hard and fast with her other hand.

"Unnnnhhhhh! Aaaahhhh!" She let out an explosive breath, and her body shook so hard she nearly slid off the chair. "Oh, fuck, yes!" She slumped back against the chair, catching her breath, and already thinking about what the next step would be tonight.

*****

Part 4

After resting for a few minutes, Wendy decided it was time to get things going again. She bent over Jason's cock, looked down at him, and said, "You better be able to do one more tonight!" Then she turned to Jennifer and added, "You going to help me with this?"

Wendy opened her mouth wide and took in Jason's entire limp dick. The taste was intoxicating; a mixture of Jason's usual flavor, along with his semen, together with the pussy juices of both girls. She'd never tasted anything quite like it. Wendy joined in, and they took turns sucking Jason, and giggling at each other as his cock began to grow and stiffen again. Jason simply lay there, letting his girlfriend and sister work on him, wishing he'd be able to tell his friends about it. They'd never believe him! He'd just have to be content with enjoying the experience. He watched as the two girls each licked up one side of his dick, then brought their tongues together at the tip, dissolving into a long, deep kiss. Damn, just like he'd seen it so many porn movies!

Jason's cock was back to full throttle now, and Wendy was ready for her next step. She moved to the head of the bed, knelt down, and braced her hands against the headboard, then turned to Jason and said, "Put it in my ass."

"You... What?!" Jason was shocked. He simply couldn't believe what he was hearing. After everything else that had happened tonight, this might just be too much.

"I want you to fuck me in the ass. Do it. Now." Wendy wasn't in any mood for a debate.

Jason, moving in slow motion, crawled up behind Wendy, while Jennifer watched. Jason was still a little hesitant about the whole thing, but the sight of Wendy's naked ass sticking up in the air was enough to overcome his misgivings. He slowly spread apart Wendy's ass cheeks with one hand, while he guided his cock to the opening of her anus with the other. He placed his cockhead against the ring of Wendy's ass, and pushed forward just enough so the head popped through into her ass. It gripped his cock like nothing he'd ever felt before.

"Owww! Oh, god!" Wendy winced in pain as Jason's cock stretched her anal ring. It opened her up a lot wider than her finger had. Still, she was excited by the feeling.

"Does it hurt? Do you want me to stop?"

"No! Don't stop! Just take it slow."

Jason leaned forward pushing just an inch or so of his cock into Wendy's ass, then pulled back slowly until just the head was still inside. Wendy groaned as she felt her ass open reluctantly to take him in. He repeated the stroke, then again, and again, each time moving into her just a little further. Wendy grunted with each stroke as more and more of her ass was stretched open. The mixture of pain and pleasure she was feeling was something completely new to her, and was taking her places she had never expected to go. Since her ass was tighter than her pussy, she could feel each movement of his dick inside her more clearly than when he was in her cunt. As Jason's cock penetrated farther into her ass, she could feel her pussy begin to pulse with the rhythm of his strokes. Each time she thought she must have all of him inside, he humped again, and she felt her ass violated deeper.

Jason, meanwhile, found that same extra tightness meant that his cock got more stimulation when it was in Wendy's ass. He began to thrust into her more quickly, and finally announced, "It's all the way in."

Wendy let out a gasp; she knew she wouldn't have been able to take much more inside her. She looked over at Jennifer, still lying on the bed, and ordered, "Come here. Finger-fuck me." Jenny did what she was told, kneeling next to Wendy, reaching between her legs, and thrusting two fingers into the older girl's pussy.

Wendy was on fire. Her pussy pulsed around Jennifer's fingers, dripping wet. Her ass burned with each stroke of Jason's cock. Unlike when she'd had her cherry popped, the pain wasn't going away, but it didn't matter, because the pain was now simply part of what was driving her to the edge. Her mind no longer operated, her body was simply a series of nerve endings. She was gasping with every stroke now, barely able to breathe.

"Oh shit, oh fuck, I'm gonna cum. I'm... Oh my god!" Wendy's entire body convulsed. Her ass spasmed around Jason's cock, her pussy around Jennifer's fingers. The muscles in her belly contracted and released, again and again. Her hands gripped the headboard as if she was trying to rip it off, as her back arched. She let out one, two, three explosive breaths, then her body shuddered and relaxed.

And then Jason's semen erupted into her ass. Combined with Jennifer still fingering her pussy it was enough to trigger another orgasm, although her body didn't have enough strength left to explode as it had seconds before. This time she simply trembled and moaned, then remained frozen in her kneeling position, her body too spent to even allow her to lie down. Jenny took her fingers away from Wendy's pussy. Jason's cock had quickly shrunk and slipped out of her ass, worn out from its big night.

Wendy finally slumped onto the bed and curled up in a ball. Under her breath, she was moaning, "Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck." Meanwhile, her mind had started work again, and she was beginning to wonder what she could try next that would outdo even this.

cessary, and that was it. Except that for me that wasn't it. I couldn't forget how I'd felt when we'd accidentally touched while working on Friday, or the way she smelled. I kept looking for clues as to whether anything that happened had a similar affect on Diana, but there weren't any clues. And I wanted there to be.

Then, on Thursday as I was getting ready to leave, Diana stopped by my desk and said, "Hey, are you going to the party tomorrow night?" The office has a couple of parties a year, in the Summer and during the holidays. It was time for the Summer party, and I hadn't really even thought about it.

"I don't know, haven't really decided. With Mary the way she is I wouldn't want to bring her along."

"Yeah, that wouldn't be a good place for Chris, either. I was thinking about going alone, just to get out of the house and away from him for a while."

"I will if you will." I'm still not sure why I said that, but once it was out I couldn't take it back.

What really surprised me was when Diana smiled and said, "OK, see you there," as she headed out.

*****

The office was fairly deserted Friday afternoon. The staff who were involved in putting on the party were setting up the site, and quite a few other people had taken the afternoon off to get ready. Diana stopped by my desk about 3:00 and said, "You still planning to go tonight?"

"Yep, I'll be there. You?" I was afraid maybe she'd decided not to go.

"Oh yeah. I'm heading out now so I can get a little rest before hand. See you tonight!"

*****

The company had rented the banquet room of one of the better restaurants in town for the party. Dressing up wasn't required, which was fine by me. I wore my good black cowboy boots, nice jeans, and a white shirt. I got there early; the longer I was out of the house and away from my boozing wife, the better. I was relaxing with a beer when I heard a familiar voice behind me.

"I should have known you'd wear the cowboy boots," Diana said with a giggle.

I turned around, and barely recognized the woman standing in front of me. She hadn't had a makeover, or anything like that. The face hadn't changed a bit. But her hair was no longer blond, it was a deep chestnut, and for some reason it made her look mysterious, and much sexier than she had as a blond. Shea was also wearing a dress, something she almost never did. It was nothing fancy, just a cream-colored Summer sun dress, but it was perfect. The color accented her complexion. The front scooped down just enough to reveal the tops of her breasts. The dressed hugged the curve of her belly just right. I stood speechless.

"Don't you like it?" Diana sounded crushed.

"Oh yeah, I like it!" I was maybe a little too enthusiastic. "I just wasn't expecting it. Is that more like your natural hair color?"

"Yeah, it's pretty close."

"Well you look great with that color. You might want to keep it that way. Need a drink?"

I slipped my arm through Diana's and took her off to get a glass of wine.

*****

After about an hour of eating, drinking, and visiting, Diana said, "Let's go outside for a while." I figured she wanted to have a cigarette, which would be fine with me. We walked out onto the enclosed patio off one end of the banquet room. Instead of pulling out a pack of smokes, Diana stood next to me and laid her head on my shoulder. I slipped my arm around her shoulders, and she sighed, then shifted slightly so her back was to me and she was leaning back against me. I wrapped both arms around her, resting my hands on the curve of her belly, and felt her press her ass hack against me.

After a minute or so, Diana turned to face me. Our eyes met, then our lips. As our tongues danced, Diana's hand went to the zipper of my jeans, opening it, reaching inside to stroke my cock. I pulled up the front of her skirt, pushed aside her panties, and ran a finger up inside her pussy. By now my cock was hard. Diana maneuvered it out through the zipper of my jeans, pulled me toward her, and said, "Come here. Now."

I pulled my finger out of her and let her replace it with dick. She guided me in, and I entered her with a single hard push. Diana gasped, then let out a long, contended sigh. She wrapped her arms around my neck, her legs around my hips, and I was holding her off the ground. I began fucking her with long, slow strokes, hearing a mixture of moans and gasps.

After a few minutes, Diana groaned, "Oh, god. Unh...Unh...Unh..." Her arms and legs clenched, pulling me tighter against her, and I felt her pussy tighten around my cock. She gasped a couple of times, holding me tightly inside her, then relaxed, looked at me with a huge smile, and whispered, "Come in me."

I began stroking into her again and it was only seconds before I felt my balls tighten and I shot my cum into Diana's pussy while she purred softly in my ear. I relaxed. Diana let herself back down to a standing position. I looked around furtively to make sure we hadn't gathered an audience. Then we walked back to inside, holding hands until we reached the door. We couldn't let anyone see us holding hands; after all, we were both married.

My sex life certainly seemed to have picked up the past few weeks, but I couldn't shake the feeling that everything else had decided to leap into a very fast-moving handbasket.

*****

It didn't help much when I got home a couple of hours later and found Tamara and Kelly sitting on the couch watching TV together.

"Hi, dad, how was the party?"

"Hi, Michael."

"Hey girls. The party was pretty good. What's going on?"

Tamara answered. "Kelly's mother is out of town for the weekend, and she didn't want to stay home alone. Mom said it was OK for her to stay here."

"Sure. I'm going to sack out. Getting too old for a party after a full day of work." I tried to sound nonchalant, but I'm not sure I made it.

"We'll try not to make too much noise, Michael." Kelly had a wry smile on her face, and I couldn't tell if she was being sarcastic or not.

*****

In the bedroom I found that Mary wasn't there. Probably in Tamara's room again. As her drinking had gotten worse lately, she'd taken to sleeping in Tamara's room. I don't know if it was to get away from me, or if her mind and memory were even shakier than I thought. Those nights, Tamara wound up sleeping on the couch. Tonight I was just as happy that Mary wasn't in our bed.

I was asleep as soon as I hit the bed. I really was worn out, although I hadn't told the girls the whole reason, of course.

I woke up thirsty, glanced at the clock. 1:30. I decided to go out and get a bottle of water from the refrigerator. As I opened the bedroom door, which led to the living room, as saw something that stopped me dead.

My daughter Tamara was on her back on the floor, naked, her legs spread, with Kelly's face buried in her pussy. I couldn't see exactly what Kelly was doing, her head was in the way, but I could see that Tamara was enjoying it. She was breathing heavily, and moaning softly, biting her lower lip to keep from making too much noise. Her fingers were twined in Kelly's hair, holding Kelly's face against her.

It was the first time I'd seen my daughter naked since she was a baby, and I couldn't look away. She was a smaller girl than Kelly. Small breasts, slim waist, hips just beginning to widen.

I've never been one of those guys who lusts after his teenage daughter. In fact, I've always thought they're sick puppies who should be locked up to protect the rest of the world. Now, though, as I watched my daughter having sex with another 16-year-old girl, my dick was hard and I couldn't look away. I wanted to run into the living room and shove my cock into Kelly's pussy, or her ass. Even more, I realized shamefully, I wanted to put my cock into Tamara's mouth and have her suck me while she was being eaten? What was the most exciting part for me? That one of the girls was my daughter? That the other was my part-time lover? Just the fact that I was watching two girls? I didn't know, and I didn't care. I freed my cock from my pajamas and started stroking it as I watched. I had just enough of a mind left to make sure I didn't make any noise and let the girls know I was there.

It didn't long for Tamara's moans to intensify. Her hips bucked out against Kelly's mouth, and I saw her body start to shake.

"God, yes! Mmmm! Unh unh unh unh! Oooohhhh!" Watching my daughter have an orgasm was all it took for me. My cock and balls twitched, and my cum shot out against the bedroom door. I quickly and quietly closed the door, before the girls could notice that I was watching. I cleaned myself and the door with a towel from the clothes hamper, then crawled back into bed. This time I didn't get to sleep easily or quickly. The walls were too solid for me to hear anything from the living room, but my imagination ran wild. Was Tamara now eating Kelly's pussy? Were they masturbating each other? Was one of the girls fucking the other with a dildo? Eventually I drifted off to sleep, to be greeted by dreams too disgusting to describe.

*****

Part 4

The next week was tortuous. Oh, there were some very nice parts, mostly involving Diana at work. After our little escapade at the party, she was being very friendly. She took every opportunity to come by my desk and flirt, and managed to bump or rub up against me more than once. At one point she even cornered me in the break room, stuck her tongue in my mouth, and got her hand into my pants. She made a circle of her thumb and forefinger, wrapped it around my cock, and got in several strokes before we heard people coming. As she headed back to her desk, she smiled sweetly and teased me by saying, "Now you've got something to look forward to!"

Even the good things with Diana had a down side, though. We were both still married, so there wasn't really much chance we were going to spend much time together away from work. Meanwhile, the rest of my life was not going well. Every time I looked at Tamara, what flashed through my mind was jerking myself off as I watched my daughter having her pussy licked by another girl. That made me think about my indiscretions with Kelly. And wish for more. And wonder if Kelly would still be interested in me after she'd had Tamara. I was a mess.

And that wasn't the worst of it. Mary was drinking even more, and I was seriously starting to worry about her health. I talked to her again about entering a rehab clinic, but she would have nothing to do with that. I'd made up my mind to do some research on whether I could get her into one against her wishes.

As if things weren't bad enough, on Friday the phone rang. When I answered it the voice on the other end was vaguely familiar.

"Michael?"

"Yes." I was curious. Only Kelly called me Michael.

"This is Sandy Posey, Kelly's mother. I was wondering if we could get together sometime tomorrow to talk about Kelly." Oh, shit... Had Kelly said something to her mother? Was Sandy suspicious about the amount of time Kelly had been spending away from home? Shit, shit, shit. If she was suspicious, the worst thing I could do was seem like I was avoiding her.

"Sure, what's a good time for you?

"Early afternoon would be best. Maybe about 1:00. I was thinking we could meet at the coffee house on 50th and have a cup of coffee while we talked."

"Sounds good, I'll see you at one tomorrow." Shit, shit, shit.

*****

Needless to say, I didn't sleep very well Friday night, and I was pretty twitchy Saturday morning, too. Tamara commented on how nervous I was acting, and even Mary, who didn't notice much lately, seemed to know that something was up.

I got to the coffee house a few minutes before 1:00, ordered an espresso, and picked out a table in the corner, sitting on a bench against the wall. Sandy walked in a couple of minutes later, saw me, and gave me a big smile and a wave. She didn't look like she was going to rip me a new asshole or put me in prison, but you never know. She motioned toward the counter to let me know she was going to get something to drink, and a minute later settled into the chair across from me.

She apparently didn't believe in preliminary small talk. "Michael, I'm worried about Kelly. She almost never comes home, and I know she's fooling around with drugs and boys. I just don't seem to be able to communicate with her. I know she spends a lot of time with Tamara, and she seems to have a good relationship with you." Damn, woman, if you had any idea! "I thought maybe you could give me some advice about how to handle her."

I figuratively breathed the biggest sigh of relief of my life. Sandy wasn't suspicious about my relationship with Kelly, she actually thought I might be able to give her some parenting tips! In fact, maybe I could, because I'd heard enough from Kelly, both when we were together and when Kelly was hanging out with Tamara, to know that the biggest problem was Kelly didn't think she could talk to her mother, confide in her, because she was convinced Sandy would never understand any of the things she did, and would always get angry. I tried to explain this to Sandy without upsetting her. She seemed to take it fairly well, and I was beginning to think our little meeting might actually accomplish something.

After we'd talked things out for about 15 minutes, Sandy said, "You want more coffee? My treat."

"Sure, double espresso."

"I'll run up and get it."

When she came back with our drinks, Sandy plopped down on the bench next to me, instead of across the table. I suddenly realized that I'd never heard Kelly talk about her father, and had no idea of Sandy's marital status. She knew I was married, of course, so I was probably just seeing things that weren't there. On the other hand, my feelings about that type of thing had been pretty accurate lately. Unfortunately.

"So, how do you think I could start getting her to trust me?" Sandy asked.

"Just try asking her about what she's doing, and don't jump on her if it's not exactly what you want her to be doing. Then maybe she'll open up to you a little more."

"Yeah, but I can't talk to her if I never see her. Hey, maybe you and your wife and Tamara could come over for dinner sometime. If Tamara's there, Kelly will stay home. And maybe if you guys are there she'll be civil if I try to talk to her."

"That might work. I'll check with Mary and Tamara and see if I can find a night that would be good for everybody, and let you know."

"Great! I'm really glad we had this talk, Michael, I think it's going to help. I better get going now, I've got errands to run this afternoon." She gave my hand a squeeze as she got up to go. No, Michael, she is not trying to come onto you. And if she does, run away as fast as you can possibly manage. You need more women to worry about like you need to face the Spanish Inquisition.

Unfortunately, that was about to take a big drop in importance on my list. I was just getting into the car to head home when my cell phone rang. It was Tamara.

"Dad, something's wrong with mom! She collapsed, and I'm not sure she's breathing! Daddy, what should I do?!"

"I'm on the way home, honey, but call 911, right now. I'll see you in a few minutes."

I got home just as the ambulance was pulling up. Tamara was in a panic, and I held her to try to calm her down. The paramedics had Mary on a gurney and were wheeling her out the door. One of them turned to me and said, "She's breathing, but she's had some kind of seizure. They'll be able to tell more at the hospital. We're taking her to Memorial."

I managed to get Tamara calmed down enough to get her into the car so we could follow the ambulance to the hospital.

Waiting. Too much waiting. That's always the problem during any trip to the hospital. I was vaguely aware of Tamara sitting next to me clinging to my arm. Then of her talking to someone on the phone, Kelly from the way the conversation was going. People wandering in and out. The various indistinguishable sounds of a hospital always in the background.

Finally, a doctor appeared, middle-aged, undistinguished looking. He introduced himself, then got down to business.

"Your wife's seizure was caused by the amount of alcohol in her system. We have her stabilized now. She should be all right, long term, but it will be a long process, and she'll have to stay away from drinking. She's going to have to stay here for a few days, then she should go into a residential treatment center for at least a month. I can't emphasize too strongly how important it is that she stop drinking."

"I know. I'm not the one you have to convince."

Tamara and I were able to see her briefly, although she was still pretty much out of it. We then headed home. There really wasn't much we could do at the hospital besides make ourselves crazy.

We were just sitting around, not really doing anything, when the phone rang.

"Michael, it's Sandy. Kelly told me about what happened, and I just wanted to let you know how sorry I am. If there's anything I can do, please let me know."

"Thanks. I appreciate the thought. There's not really much any of us can do right now."

"Would it help if you and Tamara came over for dinner? You could at least get out of the house for a bit."

I checked with Tamara, and she thought it might be a good idea, so we found ourselves having ham and scalloped potatoes with Sandy and Kelly. If you didn't know the background, you'd have thought it was a really happy, homey family dinner. Tamara seemed really relaxed, and Sandy and Kelly treated each other like human beings. We'd gotten the dinner that Sandy and I had talked about, but the circumstances weren't exactly what we'd had in mind. And Sandy might not have been such a good host if she'd known her daughter was fucking both of her guests. (Actually, I didn't know if Kelly was actually fucking Tamara or not, having no idea if what I'd seen between them was a one-time thing, or part of something larger. What Kelly and I had going on, though, was definitely more than a one-night-stand.)

*****

On Sunday morning, Tamara and I went to the hospital to see Mary. She looked better, but still pretty ragged. Tamara did most of the talking. I felt uncomfortable pretty quickly. Mary and I hadn't had much of a marriage for some time now, and, although I felt guilty about it, I wasn't really sure I belonged there. Tamara came to my rescue.

"Mom, Dad's got to go now, he's got some things he needs to take care of. But I'm going to stay here pretty much all day, and he'll come and pick me up later." I shot Tamara a grateful look, hoping Mary didn't notice. I knew Tamara would want to spend as much time as she could with her mother. They'd always been close, in spite of Mary's shortcomings as a parent. And now, if Mary went into rehab, Tamara wouldn't see her for at least a month. If she didn't go into rehab... Well, I didn't want to think about that.

I headed home, and not long after I walked in the door my cell phone rang. It was Kelly.

"Michael, are you alone?"

"Yeah, Tamara's at the hospital with her mother."

"Good, 'cause I've got something you need." I heard a hissing intake of breath, letting me know that Kelly had pot that she wanted to share. I was in no condition to resist.

She got there within a few minutes. We settled down on the couch, Kelly pulled out a joint, and we were soon on our way to the land of the crispy. It was very reminiscent of the first night that we'd had sex.

At some point after we were blissfully fried, Kelly turned to me, looked into my eyes, and said, "You want me, don't you?"

"Yeah."

"Then take me." I should have been laughing my ass off at that, especially since I was stoned. It was the ultimate cliche from a bad porno movie. But humor wasn't really a big part of my life at that point, so instead of laughing, I grab her hair with one hand, pulled her to me, and crushed my lips against hers. She moaned into my mouth, and we started clawing at each other's clothes. Being high made us clumsy, and it took a while for us to strip each other; that we managed to laugh about. Before too long, though, we were naked on the couch, and I was sliding into Kelly. I wasn't gentle, but then Kelly had never really wanted me to be. I was pounding into her roughly, and she was obviously loving it. Her breathing was ragged, and she was moaning, as I drove my cock into her pussy, while at the same time kneading her breasts and pinching her nipples.

"I'm gonna cum, Michael, fuck me hard! Yes, god, yes!" Kelly stiffened, then shook and clutched at me, pulling me tighter. Her orgasm washed over her, and she gasped several times before relaxing back against the couch with a sigh.

I pulled my cock out of her and began to move up toward her head.

"What are you doing?"

"I want to cum in your mouth, baby."

Before I reached her mouth, I made a stop at her tits. I brushed the head of my cock against her nipples, and Kelly purred in appreciation. With that encouragement, I began rubbing first the head, and then my entire dick, over Kelly's tits. I slid it into the hollow between her tits, pressed them together with my hands and began tit-fucking her. Kelly, moaning again, replaced my hands with hers, holding her tits together around my cock as I rocked it back and forth. Kelly leaned her head forward and stuck out her tongue, brushing the tip over the head of my cock as I stroked up toward her face. It was an incredible feeling, my cock trapped between Kelly's big, firm tits, while her tongue teased the head. It didn't take long until I was ready to blow.

"I'm ready to cum, baby, open your mouth." Kelly did as she was told, and I moved the rest of the way up and pushed my cock between her lips. She sucked hard, and ran her tongue the length of my cock as I drove it into her mouth. The head of my cock wedged against the back of her throat, and that was enough to push me over the edge. I shivered as my balls poured my cum out through my cock, into Kelly's mouth and down her throat. She gulped reflexively, swallowing everything I shot into her.

We curled up on the couch together, and I began to wonder just how morally bankrupt I had managed to become. If only I'd known how much farther I could fall.

*****

Part 5

When I picked Tamara up at the hospital that evening, she was feeling pretty depressed. She didn't say much of anything, which wasn't like her. We had a quiet dinner, and I read a little while Tamara tried to get interested in a TV show, without much success. By about 8:00, Tamara had headed for her bedroom, and I was left to contemplate what was happening to my life, which was not exactly what I wanted to be doing.

About 9:00 I went to my bedroom and started getting ready to crash. The past few days had taken enough of a toll on me that I'd probably be able to sleep even that early. I'd stripped down to my underwear and was just about ready to sack out when the door to the bedroom opened and Tamara walked in. She was dressed for bed, too, wearing just a T-shirt and a pair of panties. I hadn't seen her like that since... well, since she was too young for seeing her in such a skimpy outfit to have an affect on me.

"Dad, I know mom needs to take care of her drinking, and she'll have to be gone for a while. But when she's done with that, will she be coming back home? Ever?"

Maybe I should have lied, to reassure her. I wasn't in the mood, and she was old enough and mature enough to know the truth anyway.

"I honestly don't know, honey. Maybe she will, but we might all decide that it's best if she doesn't."

Please, get this conversation over quickly, I don't need what's starting to happen to my body as I look at my little girl... No such luck. Tamara walked over to me, put her arms around my neck, and hugged me.

"Daddy, I'm worried."

"Me, too, honey." Although what I was mostly worried about was that Tamara would feel the rising of my dick, which, as usual, had a mind of its own. It was almost fully erect now, straining against my briefs, and, to my horror, Tamara hugged me even tighter, her head resting on my chest, her body moving closer against mine. The memory of Tamara's naked body writhing on the floor while Kelly ate her pussy flashed through my mind. I could feel my stiff cock pressing against her belly, only her T-shirt and my briefs separating us. Tamara must be able to feel it, too. She'll finally know what a disgusting pervert her father has become.

I couldn't believe what I felt next. Tamara's pelvis arched out against me, her crotch moving against my hard rod. It must have been my imagination, that couldn't really have happened. But there it was again, and this time I thought I heard her whimper into my chest.

I looked down at Tamara. As I did she moved her head off my chest and lifted it up to me. I bent down. My lips brushed against hers. I felt her mouth open slightly and extended my tongue, first licking lightly over her lips, then entering her mouth. I heard the soft whimper again, this time definitely not my imagination. Something in the back of my brain screamed at me to stop. My cock paid no attention. Neither did my hands, which lifted up Tamara's T-shirt and rose to her breasts, circling them, squeezing with a milking motion, then softly pinching her nipples. Another whimper from Tamara. I felt Tamara's hand steal inside my briefs. Her fingers wrapped around my cock and began stroking slowly. After a few seconds, I took her wrist in my hand, pulled her hand away from my cock, and stepped back, breaking off our kiss.

"What's wrong, daddy?" Everything. What we're doing. That we're doing it while your mother is in the hospital. Most of all, that I'm enjoying it so much. Of course, I was too far gone to even consider saying that and ending this mess right now.

"Nothing, honey, it's just that if you keep that up very long, I'm going to cum all over your hand."

What I wanted to do next was throw Tamara onto the bed and stick my cock as deep into her pussy as it would go. But I wanted to make sure she'd have an orgasm, and I didn't know if she was still a virgin or not, so I thought I'd better start with something other than just fucking her hard and fast. Yeah, my brain would still work to figure something like that out, just not on anything that would be really useful.

I did pick Tamara up and throw her onto the bed, so her legs were dangling off the side, and pulled her panties off in the same motion. I got my first actual look at my daughter's pussy; Kelly's head had blocked it when I'd seen them on the floor together. She had blond hair there, too, not trimmed or shaved, but naturally fairly sparse. I could see the lips of her pussy pulsing, waiting for me to do something.

With no more preliminaries, I knelt on the floor next to the bed, spread Tamara's legs apart, and lowered my face to her pelvis. I opened her pussy lips with my thumbs and pressed my mouth tightly against her opening. She was already incredibly wet. Tamara gasped as my tongue licked around the inside of her lips, then moaned when pushed my tongue out into her cunt and began tongue-fucking her. I was overwhelmed by my daughter's taste and smell. Tamara was thrusting her pelvis against my mouth in time to the strokes of my tongue, and each time my tongue entered her, she breathed out a short, sharp gasp.

"God, Daddy, that's soooo good! Mmmmmm!"

After a minute or so, I slid my tongue down to the strip of flesh separating her pussy from her asshole, licked it, then slowly tongued the length of her slit, touching every inch of it, until I finally flicked the tip of my tongue over Tamara's clit. Her body tensed, then relaxed.

"Fuuuuck. Oh fuck," she moaned.

I repeated that motion several times, each time letting my tongue linger on her clit a little longer. Tamara's back was starting to arch up off the bed, then flop back down, driving her pelvis even harder against my mouth. Her breathing was ragged, the gasps and moans louder and more frequent. I slid my hands under Tamara's ass and spread her cheeks out slightly, and the next time my tongue wandered to the bottom of her slit I let it go farther, down to her anus. Tamara jerked when my tongue moved against the tight, puckered opening of her ass. I ran my tongue around the rim, then spread her slightly more and shoved the tip of my tongue through the opening into my daughter's ass. Her hips bucked.

"Daaaaddyyyyy!"

Pulling my tongue from her ass, I again licked the length of Tamara's pussy. This time instead of swirling my tongue around her clit, I fastened my lips on it and sucked. At the same time I placed two fingertips against the lips of her pussy and one against the rim of her asshole, and began lightly massaging her two openings.

"Oh god, oh god, oh god!"

I felt Tamara's body start to tremble, and knew she was ready. At the same time, I fastened my teeth on Tamara's clit and bit down lightly and thrust my fingers into her, two into her pussy, one into her ass.

"Oh fuck, Daddy, I'm cumming!" Tamara's entire body spasmed. She grabbed my head in her hands and held my mouth tight against her clit. Her legs wrapped around my neck and shoulders. As she shook I continued to suck on her clit, and curled my fingers inside her cunt and anus, feeling her muscles clamping down on me. Her back arched up off the bed. Gasp after gasp of air exploded form her lungs. Finally, Tamara's body relaxed back on the bed. She let go of me with her hands and legs, and lay there breathing heavily. I stood up and looked down at the incredible sight of her naked body on my bed.

"God, Daddy, I didn't know anything could be that good!" I resisted the impulse to ask her if I was better than Kelly.

"There's more to come," I said as I positioned myself over her.

"I want your cock!" She obviously knew what I'd been talking about.

I scooted Tamara around on the bed so her legs weren't trailing off the side, and knelt over her. I positioned the head of my cock against the mouth of her pussy. I slipped the head just inside, forcing her open. I groaned as I felt her pussy grip me, and Tamara mewled. I pushed in slowly, until I felt what I was looking for as my cock bumped up against her cherry. Tamara was a virgin, and now I knew what to expect, even if she probably didn't. Tamara had let out a big sigh as I entered her up to her hymen, and I felt her pussy tighten around my cock. I simply couldn't wait or take things slow any longer. I pulled back until just the head of my cock was inside Tamara again, then drove the entire length of it into her pussy, popping her cherry.

I saw Tamara's face contort in pain. "It hurts, Daddy."

"I know, honey, try to relax as much as you can."

I began stroking into her as slowly as I could, which wasn't as slow as I should have. I just didn't have too much control left. I watched Tamara wince in pain at each stroke, and heard her groan. Then, slowly, after a few strokes, the wincing was replaced by a relaxed expression; the pain must be starting to fade. The groans turned to moans. Eventually Tamara's face began to register pleasure, and I knew she was changing from someone who was being fucked to someone who was fucking. There were more moans, now, along with occasional gasps of "Yes!" and her pelvis was beginning to rock against mine. For me, the feeling was incredible. She was tight, her pussy giving my cock lots of friction, with the feeling being intensified by the fact that she was my daughter, and a virgin.

Then, suddenly, it was over. It hit me suddenly with no warning, and I didn't have time to try to hold back. My cum erupted out of me and into Tamara's pussy, spurt after spurt, filling her up. As my body shook, I was barely able to brace myself with my arms to keep from collapsing on top of Tamara. My dick quickly went limp and slid out of Tamara's cunt.

"Honey, I'm sorry, I just couldn't hold it back any more. I wanted it to last longer, you looked like you were just starting to enjoy it."

"It's OK, Daddy, you already made me cum with your mouth."

"Yeah, but I wanted to make you cum with my cock, too." I couldn't believe I was having this conversation with my own daughter.

"Then come up here and let's get you ready to try again." Tamara winked at me and giggled.

I moved up so I was straddling Tamara's shoulders, with my cock hovering above her face. She propped herself up on her elbows and opened her mouth, and I guided myself into her mouth. Tamara may have never had a cock in her pussy before, but this was definitely not the first time she'd had one in her mouth. She took my entire limp dick in. Her lips formed a seal around me. Her tongue swirled around my cock. Her teeth raked over my skin, providing extra stimulation. And she sucked. Hard. My cock was almost immediately on its way back to a useful condition, enough that I could start thrusting into her mouth. Withing seconds I was raring to go again, and backed away from Tamara's mouth.

"Ready for more, honey."

"Yes!"

This time Tamara's pussy took my cock easily, with no resistance, while still gripping me tightly. There was no pain on Tamara's face as I began to fuck her again, it was something like ecstasy. Her head was laid back, her eyes closed, and she was breathing deeply through her mouth. Her hips moved in time with mine, making sure that I was buried completely inside her with each stroke.

"God, Daddy, yes, fuck me! Fuck me as hard as you can!"

I did, not that I really needed the encouragement. The feel of Tamara's skin against mine; the grip of her pussy around my cock; her smell; the taste of her that was still in my mouth. Any one of these would have been enough. Together they drove me into a frenzy. I was pounding Tamara almost uncontrollably, with each thrust pulling back until I almost popped out of her, then driving all the way back in again. And I was doing it all faster that I would have thought possible. Tamara's breathing was becoming labored. I could feel her body starting to twitch under me, as her muscles began to contract and release.

She began almost chanting, "Yes, yes, yes," in time with my thrusts, then "Yes" turned to "Fuck, fuck fuck."

I felt the muscles in her belly tense. Her pussy tightened around my cock. She gripped my shoulders and dug her fingernails into my skin, while her legs locked around my hips.

"Oooohhhh. Oooohhhh. Fucking shit, YESSSS!" Tamara's body convulsed, her head whipped wildly from side to side on the bed. If she hadn't had her legs locked around me, she'd have probably vibrated me right out of her. Wave after wave of her orgasm washed over her, until she finally gave out a contented sigh and relaxed her grip on me.

"Mmmmmmm, god, I'm glad we decided to do it again!"

This time I was the one who wasn't finished. I was still hard as a rock and needing to come. I restarted my thrusts, which had been interrupted when Tamara's orgasm had taken me hostage. I was moving more slowly now, afraid that this might be uncomfortable for Tamara after what she'd just been through. I probably should have been a more sensitive father, but I was well past being able to think much beyond my own needs. Slowing things down was about as solicitous as I could be.

At first Tamara didn't do much, probably still in recovery mode. After a bit, though, she again became a participant, her hips moving with mine, her breaths becoming shorter and faster. Her pussy still gripped my cock like a vise. Our strokes quickened again, back to their previous cadence. Tamara pulled my face down to hers and started kissing me, our tongues rolling over each other, whipping back and forth from one mouth to the other. Tamara's moans were now going straight into my mouth, causing a new set of vibrations to course through my body. I knew I was getting close, and so was Tamara. She broke off the kiss and lay back, grunting as I drove into her.

"Unnnnh! Unnnnh! Unnnnh! Oh god, I'm going to come again! Aaaahhhh!"

Another orgasm rolled through Tamara's body, feeling to me like a slightly less intense version of the last one. She thrashed on the bed under me again, and clutched at me. This time I wasn't paying as much attention, because this time her orgasm was enough to send me over the edge. I drove in hard; the head of my cock tried to pry open Tamara's cervix, and I felt myself explode. This time I was shaking almost as hard as Tamara, as I filled her up with semen for the second time that night.

Neither of us moved for a few minutes, we just lay there with our arms around each other. My dick softened, shrank, and slid free of Tamara's body. My semen leaked from between my daughter's legs down onto the sheets. Finally, I rolled off of Tamara onto my back. Tamara curled up next to me and lay her head on my shoulder. We drifted off to sleep without saying a word. This time there were no dreams. It was just as well. There'd be nightmares aplenty in the days to come.

which I could not think of one. I didn't think that telling my wife that I will miss out on all the after hours fun if my daughter was there would turn the argument in my favor. "Well I guess there is no choice, but she is not going to like it any more than I do." was all I could muster.

As expected Shayla(my daughter) was not pleased, threw a fit, and sulked the whole three hour trip to the meeting. To make matters worse, I find out that the room that I booked had one king size bed.

"Oh my god this sucks." was the only comment Shayla made.

"You are welcome to the floor." was mine.

We got up to the room. I pulled out my lap top and checked my emails. I had to go check in for the meeting and maybe sneak a drink or two from the bar."I'll be back in a bit. Go ahead and order something to eat from room service. Don't go anywhere or do anything until I get back."

"Whatever." she answered.

Well the back in a bit turned into a back at somwhere after midnight, and the two beers turned into more than that. The room was dark, and I felt along the wall til the bathroom and turned on the light. No daughter on the floor. She was curled up in the middle of the bed. Making my best effort at quiet, I managed to slip out of my clothes, and into the gym shorts and tank top I sleep in. I crept to the bed and slipped in, careful not to wake Shayla. I must have just gotten to sleep when the movement of the bed woke me. I laid quietly trying to figure out why the bed was moving. I knew I had not had that much to drink. As I listened in the dark, I could hear my daughter breathing. It was odd like she was panting. I wondered if she was dreaming. Heck, I wondered if I was dreaming. All of the sudden Shayla gasped, and the bed stopped shaking. It then hit me that I think my daughter just got herself off. Here I am laying next to my daughter, and I just experienced her making herself cum.

She turned over on her side away from me. I was hard and throbbing. All sorts of thoughts, none of them good were running through my head. "Shayla, are you ok?" I asked. I noticed my voice shaking.

"Yeah why?" she asked.

"Well you woke me up with you moving around. I just wondered."

There was a pause as if she was trying to figure out what to say."I woke you up?" she asked.

"Yes, but its ok. Go back to sleep." I said. For some reason I had to add "Besides I know what you were doing, and its ok."

There was a long period of silence, and part of me hoped that it meant she was sleeping when I said the last part, but then quietly she asked"So what was it you think I was doing?"

"Ha ha." I laughed nervously.

"Tell me daddy."

"Its ok babe everyone does it."

"Oh my god. You know? Will you tell mom? I won't do it again I promise." she started crying.

"Babe it is ok really. I won't say a word. I promise."

I rolled over and put my arms around her. I wanted her to know she could trust me. We laid like that for a while and then came the question that changed things forever. " Do you make yourself cum daddy?"

I was stunned. How do I answer? If I said everyone does it, then how can I say I don't? I decided to be honest and direct so she could trust that I would not let her "secret" out. "Of course I do hun. Like I said everyone does it."

"When is the last time you did it?" she asked.

"Why do you want to know that. Somethings are private you know." I replied.

"But you know when I did. I want to know when you did too."

Thinking about it for a few minutes I finally answered " A few days ago."

My cock was throbbing thinking of how she gasped when she came. I could feel the leaking of the tip, and the ache in my balls that needed to be eased.

"I think you should do it so I can feel you do it. Then it makes our secret even better." she said.

My cock lurched in my shorts. "There are some things fathers don't do in front of their daughters or with their daughters babe, and that is one of them."

"Daddy, I won't tell. I promise." she whispered.

She turned over facing me, and her hand crept towards my groin. Her fingers traced the tip through my gym shorts, and brushed lightly over the tip of my straining cock. "Wow." was all she said.

"Hun, don't do that." I tried pushing her hand away. My thought was though to leave it there.

"Then do it daddy. Do it so I can feel you do it. Its not fair you got to hear me do it."

The throbbing was more than I could ever remember. My left hand had a mind of its own as it slipped past the waistband of my shorts and found the shaft of my cock. Shayla ran her fingers over my shorts. "Do it daddy. Do it now."

I started to stroke. Slowly as I could feel Shayla breathing on my arm. Replaying the gasping she did as she came, I stroked faster and harder. Finally the release, the spurting, the pumping, and my daughter feeling me do it made for a powerful orgasm.

"Awesome." gasped Shayla.

Guilt hit like a tidal wave."I should not have done that." I stammered.

"Wow daddy it makes me want to do it again." she said.

It hit me like a sledge hammer. "You have got to be kidding." I said.

"I mean it daddy."

My mouth was dry. "Well if you want to you can. I think though I want to watch you do it this time."

"Watch me?" she asked.

"Yes baby. With the lights on."

"I have never done it with someone watching me." she said.

"Would you do it for me?" I asked.

"Well, I guess it is our secret. I don't care."

I felt for the light switch on the lamp beside the bed. The glare of the light made us both squint. When my eyes adjusted I noticed how flushed Shayla was. I pushed the covers on the floor, and sat on the side of the bed. She laid there smiling at me. "This is pretty cool dad."

"Would you undress for me babe? I want to see you do it without clothes." I asked.

"Naked? Me? I don't think I look that good daddy." she said.

"I think you do babe."

She sat up in bed. Slowly her shirt slid up over her head and she threw it on the floor. I looked at her budding breasts. They were puffy with light pink nipples. I reached over and touched one. "See I told you that you were pretty."

She giggled and lay back on the bed lifting her hips to slide her sweat pants down. I helped her pull them off and tossed them aside. Her pussy had blonde hair all around it. It looked as though it it was still growing in. "Very nice. Very very nice babe." was all I managed to say.

"Really daddy? Do you really think so?" she asked.

I could not keep from looking at her. I could only nod my head. Her fingers moved to her pussy. "Is this what you want to see?" she asked.

I nodded. I watched. I grew hard again. " Let me see you daddy." she said.

I could have and maybe should have stopped there, but I didn't. I stood up taking my shirt and shorts off. Cum from a few moments before was still on the tip of my again hard cock. It grew standing there watching her fingers run over her clit. "Wow daddy that is totally hot." she said.

I moved onto the bed so I could watch her. A drop of my cum fell onto her chest. She closed her eyes as her fingers moved faster. I started to stroke my cock again, and her eyes opened to see me rub. I had to lean down and take one of those nice, puffy nipples into my mouth and suck it slowly and softly. Her hands moved faster as did mine. Finally with a gasp and her moving hips she came again. I laid back and started stroking faster. I felt her hand touch mine as I stroked. "I am gonna cum baby!" I panted.

"Do it." she said.

I shot another big load. Part of it hit her cheek. Part of it hit her stomach. "Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh." was all I could manage.

"That was totally hot." she said.

I reached up with my finger and wiped my cum off her cheek. She took my finger and put it in her mouth."I wanted to see what it tastes like."

My eyes nearly popped out of the sockets." Well what do you think?"

"Not much taste. Maybe a little salty like."

I slipped a finger down to her pussy. Sliding it in I said "My turn to taste."

"That feels good in there." she said as I moved my finger around. Pulling it out I sucked it slowly clean. "Best I have ever tasted."

"No way!" she said.

"Way." I said.

"Cool."

"Ok babe. I have to be up in a few hours. SLeep now." I said trying to act like a dad again.

"Hey dad thanks for being so cool. Do you think we can do this again?"

"I can think of this and other things we can do babe."

"Like what?" she asked.

"Guess you will have to wait and see."

To be continued...................

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.

down and pulled the blanket back over me and continued watching the movie. I noticed her friend, Jenna, was wearing a black skirt and a tank top so I offered to share the blanket with her, she smiled and thanked me and moved close enough to get under it with me. I had never had any sexual thoughts about preteen girls before and in fact, had seen my daughter naked so often that I didn’t even think about it anymore. Brittany stomps through the house in her bra and panties all the time, the other night she had been woke up in the middle of a big thunder storm and came to my room, she crawled in bed and I felt her get it in so I rolled over to see what was wrong and she was on top of the blanket in the nude. We are pretty comfortable around each other. She has seen me naked and hasn’t said anything. Anyway, Jenna was close to me and I said I was going after another beer and did she want anything to drink. She asked for a beer and seeing no harm I gave her one. She drank a couple of them with me before her first bathroom break. I had stopped the movie long ago as we were just sitting talking anyway. While she was gone Brittany called and asked to stay at a girls house overnight and said to tell Jenna to call her the next day. Jenna came back from her pee break and seemed to be staggering a little bit. I knew I couldn’t send her home like that so she called her mother and asked to stay with Brittany tonight, of course it was okay so we just kept drinking. I had a good buzz and Jenna did too when she spilled a beer all over her and the couch. I told her no biggie and went to get a towel. When I came back Jenna had stripped down to bra and panties and was on her hands and knees trying to wipe it up with her already wet blouse. I told her I had a towel and it would be fine. I cleaned it up and laid the towel down on the couch and sat back down. Jenna sat down and pulled the blanket over her legs. I couldn’t help but notice the size of her breasts and had to ask her how old she was. She said she was 13 just like Brittany. She had the breasts of a 17 year old and before I knew it I found myself time and again staring at them. I pulled one side of the blanket back over my legs so she wouldn’t see the bulge she was causing in my shorts and we kept talking and laughing. She must have started getting tired because she moved over beside me and rested her head on my shoulder. With her lying like that I could see right down the front of her bra and couldn’t stop myself from looking. Suddenly she announced she was going to take a bath if I didn’t care and headed up the stairs. She was gone maybe 30 minutes and I had already had a few more beers when I heard her coming back down the stairs. She stepped around me and was wrapped in a towel, but only from the waist down. Her breasts were free of any constraints and she sat back down on the couch and slipped back under the blanket and we started talking again like there had been no pause. Suddenly she looked up at me and asked if I thought she had a sexy body. I was left wordless. I nodded and said she had a fine body. Smiling she let the blanket fall off of her chest and she admired her tits and so did I. We sat and talked for another half hour or so and we both had a few more beers and I headed for the bathroom to pee again. While I was in there I noticed that I had gotten pretty excited about seeing Jenna. I took my underwear off and put my shorts back on and headed for the couch. Jenna was still there but when I started to sit back down she stopped me. She pulled the towel off before I got back under the blanket. We had already talked about the rules of clothing here in the house and the fact that we didn’t tell anyone outside the house so I was fine with her getting the wet towel out of the way. The fact that she stayed under the blanket where I couldn’t see her didn’t bother me either. I sat down on the couch and again caught myself looking at her chest. I could feel my buzz growing with each beer and from the looks of it Jenna had gotten a new one while I was in the bathroom. She was pretty drunk by now and I didn’t want to do anything wrong to her so I told her it was bedtime and if she was to drunk I would carry her to Brittany’s room. She looked up at me again and stood up, staggered and headed for the stairs. I decided I better stay close behind her in case she fell. She stopped to get her clothes and when she bent over her young pink pussy was in full view. I couldn’t stop myself and I reached out and rubbed her ass she just bent over further so I slowly slid a finger inside her pussy and she started to moan. She slowly moved to the floor and was on her hands and knees, her snatch was steadily getting wetter as my finger steadily pumped in and out of her. I scooted up to her and heard her take a breath as I gently slid my solid cock inside her wet cunt. We made gentle love for about an hour before I filled her hot pussy up with my load of jism. I watched her get her things and I noticed my cock was starting to get hard again so I pushed her along in front of me. She climbed the stairs with minimal trouble and I pointed her into Britt’s room. She lay down and I tucked her in, kissed her on the forehead then headed off to my own room. I was lying on my bed thinking about her as I fell into a alcohol-induced sleep. I woke up a few hours later and Jenna was in the bed. She was naked and had her leg over mine, her hand g on my leg just inches from my cock. I lay there and looked at her for a few long minutes, and then I started whispering her name. She opened her eyes and smiled at me as she moved her hand up to my cock as it rose to its full glory. She looked at it as she stroked it with her hand. I moved a little so I could roll to my side and started caressing her body, I thought to myself as long as we don’t have sex I would be okay. She continued rubbing my dick for a few more minutes then she sat up on her knees and lowered her head to take it in her mouth. I started slowly pumping it in and out of her mouth, moaning the whole time. She was still sucking my cock when my bedroom door opened slowly, I didn’t see it moving at first but it creaked a little and I jumped. Jenna had turned around about that same time so now I had her virgin pussy in my face. I buried my face in her snatch and forgot about the door. I had my tongue buried in her love hole and I felt her stop sucking my dick, then it started again a second later so I kept on licking her young pussy. I could feel my orgasm building in my balls so I took my face away from her snatch to warn her, but when I looked down towards my cock I saw bleach blonde hair, Jenna’s is red. The orgasm hit before I could worry about it and I felt my cum spilling out of my cock and filling her mouth up. The blonde hair moved and my daughter raised her head from my cock. A stream of my cum was running down her chin as she swallowed the rest that was in her mouth. I was in a daze and Jenna rolled over me, climbed up and with my cock pointed to the sky, she slowly impaled herself on it, rocking and bouncing till she was almost screaming in delight. My daughter, without missing a beat climbed up on the bed and got on all fours so her pussy was in my face. I reached out with my hand and slowly ran a finger over her cunt lips, then slid one finger inside her cute little snatch. She moaned and squirmed as I finger fucked her. The whole time Jenna is still bouncing up and down on my cock and yelling for me to fuck her brains out. I started thrusting in time to Jenna’s strokes to get as deep as I could inside her. I had never had such tight pussy in all my life and I didn’t know how long I could hold on. About that time Brittany moved away from me and she told Jenna it was her turn, I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. As Jenna stopped I looked at my lovely daughter and she touched my lips with a finger that had been in her pussy, so I just licked it as she climbed on top of me, my cock sliding into her about halfway before her cherry popped and then it slipped on in, I grabbed her arms and rolled her over so I was on top and started thrusting gently in and out of her slick snatch as she moaned for me to fuck her harder. I started pounding my cock in and out of her. Her eyes were closed and her head tossing like crazy while my cock slid in and out of her small pussy. I told her I was about to cum again and she told not to pull out, that she wanted my cum in both holes, her mouth and her pussy. I started bucking and pumping faster and harder in and out of her as the orgasm got closer. I closed my eyes as I started to cum, still pumping in and out of my daughter’s 13-year-old snatch. I slowed down as the orgasm subsided and rested atop Brittany’s chest with my cock still inside her. I slid my hands up and down her hips and across her belly as I studied her. She opened her eyes and reached up and brushed some hair off my forehead and said Thank you daddy.

my heart was pumping so fast!  "Are you ok Steffy?  You look a little flushed...", she says as she places her hand on my forehead.  "I'm ok Mom...just a little hot...", which wasn't a lie.  It turned me on...the thought of almost being caught.  "Ok well I'm running to the store to get some groceries...do you girls want to come along?"  This usually means my Mom is outta liquor.  "Yeah Mom I'll come along...", says Heather as she jumps up and starts to put her shoes on.  "I think I'm just going to stay home..." I say as I look at my Dad and wink.  "Ok...we'll be back in a few...", as soon as the door closes behind them I head toward my Dad and start to kiss him.  I act very aggressive...grasping him and kissing him as hard as I can.  "Whoa Steff..." is all my Dad can say as I drop to my knees.  I pull his shorts down and he almost hits me in the face with his dick.  I don't touch it at first, I just caress his legs and kiss up and down them.  I can feel him getting impatient, wanting me to touch him so badly.  I get back up.."Before I even touch yours...you gotta finish what you started last night...", I say as I get up on the table and spread my legs.  "Oh...My..." is what I think my Dad says as he comes up to the table and sits down.  He runs his hands from my ankles up my legs...then up my belly as his lips follow where his hands have been.  His hands stop on my tits...under the tank...and his mouth stops at my pussy.  Kissing it over my panties...I lay my head back...the heat from his mouth is driving my pussy CRAZY!!  His hands move away from my tits and back down towards my hips.  They pull down my panties and my Dad just sits there and looks at my pussy.  He spreads me even further...then starts to kiss me.  His lips feel so good against my pussy...kissing it up and down...making me go insane!  He finally starts using his tounge.  Running it from my right above my ass all the way to my clit, going so slow it made my back tense up and my legs twitch.  As he got to my clit he did his thing.  I had no idea what he was doing...but it felt better than anything I'd ever felt!  I didn't notice how loudly I was moaning, or that I had my Dad by the back of his head, holding him against my pussy.  It looks so sexy...watching him eat me out...I can't take my eyes off of him inbetween my legs.  He looks up and sees me watching him...he pulls away and licks to fingers and slides them in my pussy.  He starts to suck and lick my clit again.  My body is starting to shack and I can feel my orgasm...its so close.  "Don't stop Daddy...please don't stop...", I scream.  My whole body stops shakeing as I wrap my legs around his head as I cum.  My body starts to shake again as I feel the orgasm go through my body.  "Oh..Oh..Oh...Ughh..." is all I can.  As I feel it come to and end, my body feels weak.  I open my eyes to my Dads Dick right in my face.  "I Believe its your turn...", he says as he pushes it against my face.  I open my mouth and let him slide it in.  He begins to groan as he grabs my head and continues to push it in my mouth.  The angle we are at doesn't allow him to go in to deap, instead it hits my cheek and pushes it out.  So I continue to allow him to just hold my head and fuck my mouth.  As I get my energy back I finally move my hands up to his dick and balls and start to massage them. I pull him out and get off the table.  He sits down in the chair and I get down on my knees.  I start by licking his balls first...the salty taste drives me crazy and gets me going again.  I run my tounge from the bottom of his balls all the way up to the top of his head.  I come down on it fast, putting as much as him as I can in my mouth.  I choke a little bit but keep going, he puts his hand on my head and keeps pushing me down on him.  Taking me to my limit, as I can feel my eyes start to water.  "Oh fuck Steff...thats amazing baby girl...just relax...let it go all the way in..." he says as he keeps pushing me further down.  I listen to him and try to relax, but everytime it touches my throat I choke.  He pulls me off of him by my hair..."Steff...are you ready to have sex..."  I'm not really sure if I am...I want to...but losing my virginity to my Dad wasn't part of my plan.  I thought maybe we were only going to do oral, but before I can think it through.  "I'll be gentle..." he says as he stands up.  He bends me onto the table and I can feel this sick feeling in my stomach.  Am I really ready for this...should I say something?  But before I can think any of this through I feel his head enter me and then pull out.  "You are so tight Steff...", he says as he pushes into me again.  This time it hurts, I don't know how much he puts into me, but it hurts.  "Just relax Steff...it will only hurt a little bit..." he says as he starts to pump it hard and faster.  I relax but the pain doesn't go away and it isn't just a little bit.  I know he is all the way in as I feel his balls slap against my clit.  I can't help but moan, which I think my Dad takes as a sign to fuck me even harder.  He grabs on to my hips and starts to really fuck me.  The pain is so intense, that and the feeling that I wasn't sure if we should be doing this made it very un-enjoyable.  "Ughh..Oh Baby Girl!  Oh Fuck...I'm going to cum..." he says as he stops fucking me and starts doing slow, hard thrusts.  He groans so loudly as he keeps himself inside of me, I can feel the warmth inside me.  "Oh Steff...that was ama..", before he can finish his sentence the door opens and my little sister walks in.  She stops and just looks with this face of shock.  My Dad quickly pulls out and starts to ramble to my sister.  I don't pay much attention, I was just shocked that we were caught.  I don't even get off the table or pull up my panties.  I hear him say that she can't say anthing to anyone unless she wants us to get in trouble.  Not to tell Mom.  I finally pull up my panties as she just nodded as she looked at me, it made me feel so uncomfortable.  Her just staring at me the whole time.  Finally she says ok.  She grabs my Moms purse and leaves.  My Dad just stands there for a few minutes and we say nothing.  Finally he tells me that if she says anything to just deny it.  I agree and he goes into his room.  I go shower, thinking about losing my virginity.  I never would have guessed that it would have happened like this.  With my Father...with my little sister walking in as he cums inside me...all while I wasn't even sure if I wanted it.  I mean I was REALLY horny, and the thought of me actually being a woman is great.  But did I really want it?  I get out and get my clothes on and prepare for the worst.  My Mom comes in and I don't know what to expect.  But she just drops off a few bags of groceries and heads back out to the car to get some more.  Could my sister have actually kept her mouth shut??  If so then why did she??  As they finish with the groceries my Mom starts making her drink and my sister comes up to me.  "Did you want it?", she asks.  I think about it and finally nod yes.  "Then you owe me...you owe me big!!" she says as she walks to her room.  The relief I felt cannot be explained.  But now that I let my Dad have me he is going to want me even more, and the excitment of being caught isn't that great when you actually get caught.  We may be in over our head.  But I couldn't help but feel a tingle in my pussy everytime I thought of him fucking me like he did, me bent over the table.  What a sight it probably was!  Yeah...we are for sure in over our heads.  I don't even want to imagine where these thoughts are going to take us!  Just then he comes out of the room and just winks as he grabs a soda and heads back into the room.  I was right, this is only the beginning for my Dad.  But now that my sister knows what is it going to lead to?  I don't even want to think about it!  I can only hope I'm enough for him!

me. I towered over Kylee at 6 foot 2 inches tall so I kissed the top of her head as I hugged my baby girl tight. She’s one of the few things I’ve ever done right in my life. I waved the bus driver on, and with that, we headed into the house.

Her mother, Grace, was my high school sweetheart. Kylee got her good looks from her mother. Grace had the same long, curly, dark hair, and deep brown eyes. A bit taller though, at about 5 foot 6 inches. A chest and ass to die for. I on the other hand, had short sandy blond hair and piercing green eyes. I played sports while in high school and even now, had managed to keep my slim appearance. In school, Grace and I did everything together. We married shortly after graduation. A year later, Kylee was in our life. It was perfect and I couldn’t have been happier. When Kylee was about 14 months old, my loving wife was killed by a drunk driver. Since then, it’s just been me and her. Kylee is twelve now, but could easily pass for sixteen. She’s taller then most of her classmates, a skinny 5 foot 4 inches. And after a somewhat embarrassing trip to our local mall, is the proud owner of a 32B chest. Obviously with it just being Kylee and myself, we’ve grown closer than most fathers do with their daughters. I mean sure, occasionally there’s a fight of what clothes she’s going to wear, or bedtime, but for the most part- we’re inseparable.

Kylee kicked off her shoes as she entered the house, and put her book bag on the floor. I had walked to the kitchen and could hear her start to talk as she followed me. “Daddy?” she pouted.

“Yes sweetheart,” I answered.

“Do you think we could have pancakes for dinner? I’m in the mood for breakfast.”

“If that’s what you want Kylee, that’s what you get,” I smiled at my baby. “Just make sure you get your homework done before hand, okay?”

“I’m starting on it now,” she said as she walked away.

She was a smart kid, so I knew it wouldn’t take her long to finish her work. I decided to watch some T.V. while I caught up on some work that my office had sent me. I’m a web designer, so I can go to the office, or I can stay home. Usually, after I get Ky on the bus for school, I head into the office for a few hours, but I’m always home in time to meet her at the mailbox.

I must’ve dozed off for awhile because I woke up to Ky snuggling up to me on the couch. It didn’t matter how old she was, she could always snuggle with me.

“Done?” I asked.

“Of course daddy,” she grinned up at me. Kylee rested her head on my chest and closed her eyes. I thought to myself, “so precious, so sweet.”

I played with my little girl’s hair, wrapping her dark curls around my long finger and letting it bounce back towards her head. “I love you, daddy,” she whispered softly.

“Love you too, Ky.”

I looked down at my lovely daughter laying with me. She looked so much like Grace and was perfect in everyway. I started to doze off again, thinking of how much I loved this beautiful creation.

It was hot, and even half asleep, I could feel the sweat running off of me. I began to wake up slowly, hearing a soft moaning. I’d had a dream about being with my wife. It was so real. Just dreaming about touching her had left me aroused and hard. As I started to wake up the rest of the way, I realized that my left hand was touching skin, nice warm and plump skin. The soft moaning was coming from my daughter.

“Oh shit,” I jerked my hand away from her warm breast and bolted off of the couch.

“Daddy….” she sighed, “don’t stop.”

I must admit, hearing Kylee moan for me was making me even harder. I looked at my daughter in a way I’d never looked at her before. Her eyes were still closed. I firmly told myself that she was still asleep. I looked at the clock, it was nearing six pm. I fixed her bra and shirt and decided to start on dinner. Hopefully she wouldn’t remember any of this.

“Kylee,” I yelled from the kitchen. “Dinner is ready!” I saw her emerge slowly from the living room, her hair was slightly a mess, from sleeping. She rubbed her eyes and asked how long she’d been asleep. “Only a few hours, hunny.” Kylee grabbed a couple of plates from the cabinet and some silverware and started to set the table. I finished flipping the last pancake and set down to eat with her. “Dig in.”

“Mmmmm, Daddy.” The noise made my dick jump as I looked quickly in Ky’s direction. “The pancakes are soooo good,” she grinned at me. I felt embarrassed at the reaction I’d just had to my daughter and turned away as I answered her, feigning interest in something by the fridge.

“I know you love blueberry pancakes, so I had to make them”

“Thanks daddy,” she giggled, “you’re the best.” And with that comment she went back to eating.

While we ate, Kylee went on about her day, her friends, and classes that she’d had. I was only paying attention to half of what she said. The other half of the time, I spent thinking about earlier, and how soft her skin was. Occasionally my eyes would travel to her nice, rounded chest. Thankfully, she didn’t notice.

Once dinner was over, I hurried to clean up and then returned to the living room to finish the work I had started earlier. Kylee watched some T.V. with me, then headed upstairs to her computer to instant message her friends. It was nearing ten at night when I finally shut my laptop. I could hear the water running as Kylee took her shower. I leaned back deep into the couch and envisioned her standing in the shower, wet and soapy. I was hard again and instinctively sought out my dick. I rubbed it for a minute, still thinking of Ky. I heard the water shut off and jumped up. “I need to go to bed,” I whispered to myself. “I should not be thinking like this. Get a hold of yourself Brandon!”

I straightened up the living room, turned out the light, and started up the stairs. I knocked on my baby girl’s door and asked if I could come in for a sec.

“Sure daddy, come in” I turned the door handle over and walked in. Kylee was sitting on her bed brushing her hair, wearing only a towel. I called her over to me and hugged her goodnight. Her skin was still damp and I could smell her body wash. I could feel all of my color drain from my face, and all of the blood in my body rush to my dick. “Daddy? Are you alright?” She looked at me funny.

“I’m fine hun. It’s just kind of warm in here. I’m going to bed now though. See you in the morning.” I kissed her forehead. “Love you.”

“Love you too daddy” she turned around and sat back on her bed and continued to brush her hair. I smiled at her and noticed that I could almost see up the towel. I backed out and shut the door quickly.

“God damn, stop it.” I felt like kicking myself. “What kind of father am I?” I walked down the hall to my room and within minutes I was in bed and turning out the lamp on the night stand. As horny as I was, I drifted off to sleep, only to dream about Grace again.

I was kissing her soft lips, caressing her thighs. Working my hand up to her dripping wet pussy. Grace moaned and bit into my shoulder as I slid one finger into her tight hole and kept a steady pace. I moved my mouth down to her nipple and tenderly bit and sucked at it. I could hear my wife breathing hard as she neared her first orgasm. As she came, her moaning jolted me awake. I could still hear her breathing hard. “Grace?” I said into the darkness.

“Daddy…” Kylee moaned. “Mmmmm, that was so good.”

I panicked when I heard Ky’s voice and my once rock-hard dick, went as soft as jell-o. I could go to jail. This is going to screw her up forever. I’m never going to forgive myself. I flicked on the light by the bed. We needed to talk.

“Ky…” I started to say her name. I couldn’t get any further. I was so ashamed. “Ky,” I started again, “What are you doing in my bed?”

“I couldn’t sleep. I was scared all by myself. So I came in here. You were asleep and I didn’t want to wake you, but I was scared so I climbed in.”

“Kylee, I’m sorry. I was dreaming and that shouldn’t have happened and…” Kylee stopped me from finishing my sentence. She kissed me on the lips and pushed her tongue into my mouth. I kissed her back, not really knowing what to do anymore. I finally broke the kiss, dazed. But she still stopped me from speaking.

“Daddy, I want this. I was awake earlier on the couch, I didn’t want you to stop.”

Kylee’s protest was all that I needed and I pulled her close to me and kissed her. I expertly worked my tongue around her tongue and ran my hands down her body, only taking a second to pull off her nightie. I continued caressing my daughter but stopped at her breasts and felt her hard nipples. I took my time with each one, tugging and pinching lightly. I started to kiss down her neck and licked each nipple, and kept going down. I got to her pussy and stopped. Here was my baby girl laid out in front of me, naked. I timidly licked her pussy and waited for her reaction. She moaned softly, grabbing onto my hair, but didn’t stop me. I continued to lick my baby’s sweet pussy and teased her clit. She was really starting to get into it now. I slowly inserted one finger into her and started finger fucking her. I could still feel her virgin barrier, so I didn’t push too hard.

“Daddddy!” I heard her scream. I could feel that she was close. I kept licking her clit and fucking her with my middle finger. I felt Kylee go rigid as her orgasm hit her. She flooded my hand with her warm juices and I tried to lick up every last drop. I kept my finger in her, moving slowly, until her breathing started to go back to normal.

I moved myself back up beside Kylee and kissed her, letting her taste herself. She grabbed me and said she wanted me to fuck her, to be her first. I was surprised, but I heard myself asking if she was sure. “Yes daddy, please” was her answer. I could see her stick her bottom lip out, in a fake pout. I’d give her the world if I could. So I decided I would give her what she asked for. I stripped off my pajama pants and I moved back down placing my hard dick at her tiny little entrance.

“This is going to hurt at first sweetie.”

“I know daddy, please, just do it fast.” And with that, I slipped the thick head of my 7 inch dick into her tight hole. She jumped and I held still. I let her get used to the feeling and slowly pushed a bit more into her. I continued this until I could feel her barrier. She winced when I first touched it.

“You still sure about this hun?

“Uh-huh, please” I held by baby tight and kissed her as I thrust my dick the rest of the way inside of her and she screamed into my mouth. I stopped to let her pussy stretch out a bit. I could see her crying and it broke my heart. I whispered that I loved her, and she sniffled and whispered it back. My baby was tough.

After a couple of minutes, she seemed more relaxed and I started to pump my dick in and out of her. Kylee’s breathing became faster and faster. I felt animal, almost. I needed this. I needed to make her cum. Oh god, more than anything, I needed her. I grabbed her hips and pounded into her. “Daddy, oh daddy” she screamed, “mmmm, I’m coming!!! I‘m coming!” I felt her pussy clamp down on my dick as she came and I continued fucking my little girl, making her cum twice more.

Finally, I could take it no more. I needed my release. My beautiful girl was too much for me, and I was going to cum. I quickened my pace. I looked down at my daughter, who was moaning and pushing back on my dick, keeping my fast pace. She was such a sight. My slut, my baby. “Mmmm baby… Kylee... Ohhhh!” I was about to cum. I pulled out of her, not wanting to take any chance. “Kyleeeeeeee,” I screamed. My cum was coming out with so much force, that it almost hurt. I watched as it covered her stomach and breasts, it even reached up to her lips. Finally, after what seemed like hours, it stopped.

I looked at Kylee, she was smiling and covered in my cum. She teasingly licked some of my cum off of her lips. Beautiful.

iding up all the way to her shoulders. I saw her bare back and that was the first time I ever wanted her. I also noticed she wasn\'t wearing a bra. looking back, I realize that she never wore a bra at home.