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Missy: Day Eleven

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dirty back roads

Once upon a time, in a small town near you, there lived a little girl. Not just any little girl… no, she was a special little girl. She knew she was special because her daddy told her so. Thats also how she knew her daddy loved her. She knew a few other things, but for the most part, her youth prevented her from grasping most other than the most basic truths. Her youth also afforded her a beautiful imagination, and she would spend hours alone, amusing herself with most anything.
Sometimes she would pretend she lived alone in the woods behind her house, except her house wasn’t there, and she was the queen of the forest and all the animals in the kingdom would obey her. Other times she would climb the highest branches of the big old oak out front and imagine that she was the owl that would often call to her in the night. Some evenings, inside the house, sitting at her father’s feet she would pretend she was riding a magic carpet high in the sky. It was a good thing that her imagination was interesting to her… she had a lot of time to herself.
Her father worked long hours on their farm, and her mother had vanished long enough ago that the little girl sometimes wondered if she ever existed or if her memory of her was just another thing she imagined. Daddy never talked about mommy, so neither did she. Infact daddy didn’t talk about much at all, and with no brothers or sisters around, it’s a wonder she had any vocabulary at all. Thankfully she was quite adroit at using a radio – she had her own battery-operated portable fm radio that was always by her side, as was the old farm dog Rufus.
Sometimes daddy would get frustrated with her and the radio. If she didn’t turn it off when he asked, he’d take it from her and place it on a high shelf out of her reach. Fortunately for both of them she was rather obedient and rarely crossed her father on purpose. If daddy drank too much from certain bottles, he’d sometimes react a bit more harshly, and might take her over his knee. It hurt a bit, but frankly, she didn’t mind the physical contact. Besides, after her punishment, daddy would always hold her tight and tell her how much he loved her and how special she was. He would shower her with kisses and whisper in her ear all these things. Some nights he wouldn’t let her go until he had fallen asleep with her in his arms. She was so fond of these moments with her father. The little girl craved his love, but knew better than to ask for it – although she would occasionally disobey him just for the attention.
One night she was listening to the radio and quietly drawing a picture on the floor, when a song came on that her daddy did not like to hear. She could identify it from the first three notes and would usually quickly shift the dial. She figured she try to let the song play through for once, as it seemed to strike a long lost memory in herself, but a memory so distant and fuzzy that she may never understand it. Daddy was nearly done one of his bottles and his head was hanging down against his chest. About halfway into the song he started to grunt and come to life. He opened his eyes and tried to focus on the culprit as the chorus began to play for the third time. He threw his bottle at the radio and yelled for the girl to turn it off. The bottle hit her instead and knocked her out cold as the music blared on. He rose from his chair and stumbled the few feet to where she lay next to the radio and with a swift kick sent the radio across the room just as the song was ending. He looked down and saw his daughter lying at his feet and immediately felt shame. He picked her up and held her and told her he was sorry and whispered how much he loved her in her ear and told her how special she was. He weaved through the empty house, holding her close as he took her up to her bedroom. He tried to gently lower her onto her bead, but lost his balance and flopped her limp body down with his following close behind. Feeling the soft surface under him, he almost instantly fell asleep, laying across his daughters legs.
Sometime later he woke, and in his drunken sleepy state, confused perhaps by the fact that there was a body under him, he felt in the darkness and found the bare, smooth skin protruding from under his waist. he rolled to the side and curled up next to the body – something he had missed for so long – and continued to trace the lines of the exposed flesh with his fingers. He fell in and out of sleep, but his dreams became heavy with thoughts of lusty adventures and each time he awoke his arousal was more and more apparent until he finally unleashed himself, stiff and ready. In the darkness he clambered over the petit body and pawed at her bedclothes until he had found his target. With a more than a little effort he steadied himself over her and fed his hardness into her.
His relief was almost instant as he felt himself transported to another time. He thrust himself deeply into this warm petite body. Oblivious to the reality that he was indeed fucking the virginity right out of his very young daughter. Fortunately for her she was still unconscious, and feeling no pain as his thick cock tore through her tight little hole and gripped his shaft with the velvety sweet pinkness that was her tiny vagina. His strokes became shorter as his body stiffened and his final thrust erupted with so many years of unspent lust. He shuddered and collapsed onto her small form, rolling over and falling fast asleep.
He awoke to the sun streaming across his face, and he licked his parched lips, as he took in his surroundings – realizing he was not in his own bed, but in his daughters’. He tried to remember how he got there, but it was all a blur. He rolled over and saw his daughter asleep beside him, a trickle of blood on her forehead. He figured she must have hurt herself last night, and he fell asleep comforting her. He lovingly brushed her hair from her cheek and thanked the stars for giving him such a sweet girl. She stirred a little and smiled when she opened her eyes and saw her daddy right there smiling back at her. She asked him why he was in her bed, and he kissed her forehead and told her she’d had an accident. She couldn’t remember hurting herself, but figured that must be why there was a stinging feeling between her legs. They both shrugged it off and got on with the day.
That evening she was laying on her stomach drawing and listening to the radio. Her father was drinking again and remembering a vivid dream he had last night. He was in an unusually good mood this evening, which he attributed to his special dream, so he asked his daughter to come and show him her drawing. She happily pranced over to him and proudly presented him with her latest masterpiece. It was a fairly accurate drawing of the dog, but with a very large red penis sticking out of his belly! She had drawn old Rufus this way because all day his big red dick had been wagging and he’d been sniffing at her injured crevice. She didn’t understand why her father was upset with her, but he was. He crumpled up her drawing and hauled her up over his knee. She squirmed as he undid his belt and pulled it free from his trousers and hitched up her skirt and ripped off her panties and took the strap to her good and hard until her cheeks were bright pink and she was sobbing. He hoisted her up into his arms and held her, cooing in her ear how he loved her, and how sorry he was to have to punish her. She was his special girl. They held each other so tightly. She was exhausted from crying and quickly fell asleep in his arms as he held her. Passing out himself sitting upright in his chair, his daughters little body draped over his.
He had no idea that his trousers had come loose when he abruptly pulled his belt off – heck, he’d completely forgotten he’d even punished his little angel. No these things were far from his thoughts when he awoke and couldn’t figure out how his cock had found it way between his daughters thighs. Granted she was straddling him, as she often did when she slept in his lap – but his hard naked sex flesh was touching what felt like her naked sex flesh. The thought made him twitch, and he reached his hands down over her buttocks and slipped his fingers between her thighs to feel what was going on. It was true! His cock was resting in her little outer slit. This was so wrong, but it felt so good. he moved his hands back up to her waist and hugged her a little. This caused her body to push down against him a little and felt nice on his cock. This was so wrong, he knew… but what harm could come of it? He rhythmically hugged her for a few minutes, until his guilt overcame him and he carried her off to her bed and disappeared into his bedroom to take his matters into his own hands. It didn’t take him long to find relief. The naughty taboo of awaking with his cock practically inside his daughter had turned him on. he figured it was harmless to think about her lips hugging his shaft while his hand did all the work.
His load unburdened, he quietly headed to the toilet. As he walked past his daughters room, he looked in and saw her splayed out on the bed just as he had left her. He decided it to tuck her in, and as he approached her he could see her little pussy. His cock twitched as he gazed – drinking in the feeling. His hands went for the sheet to cover her, but his lustful mind took hold and he instead ran his fingers along her leg. His thumb glided upward over her soft naked slit. He was so tempted to part those lips, to see what treasures the held. He knew it was wrong. So wrong. But his desires had unleashed themselves and clouded his judgement. He hovered over her and pulled at her lips with his thumb, parting the puffy little flesh into two halves. His cock got was starting to get hard again as he pushed his thumb into her. He leaned down and drank in her scent – so tempted to taste her. He pushed his thumb in further and felt her velvety insides. He slowly watched his thumb come out of her, her lips closing neatly behind him, as if he’d never even touched her. He ran his thumb under his nose and just stood there over her sleeping body. He closed his eyes and imagined the feeling of being inside her. Imagining the shameful wanton desires he was faced with, his hand found his way to his cock and there, in front of his special little girl he began to stroke himself again. He kept his eyes closed, perhaps thinking this would make it less wrong – he thought he could fool himself into making it all okay. He stood and stroked and the world disappeared and he was just about to cum when he open his eyes. To his shock he saw his old dog driving his tongue up inside his baby girl. It blew his mind to see such a thing and shortly it blew his load, too. As soon as he had pumped himself dry, he quickly shooed the dog away. He had not been very careful at aiming and had shot his load all over his daughters nightie… but who could blame him – i mean just witnessed his dog giving his daughter a licking of a lifetime. He pulled up her sheets over her legs, and tired to hide evidence of his presence. She stirred only slightly as he tried to wipe off his cum from her clothes. He knew she was a sound sleeper, but was frankly surprised that she had not woken at all from any of the special attention she had gotten this evening.
The next day he watched her for signs. His guilt was getting the better of him, and he was convinced that she was now a changed person, damaged. He knew he could never do anything like that again, and would have to keep it in his head, and in his bedroom from now on. He was lucky that she didn’t wake up last night. He set off to work around the farm, and left her to do her chores around the house. She washed up the breakfast dishes and went up to her room to strip the beds. Being so young and slight she often had to struggle to get the heavy blankets off of her fathers bed. Today was no different, and she tugged them slowly off the mattress exposing the sheets. Her fathers dark grey sheets had white stains all over them. There origins were unkown to her. She’d never seen anything like this before. She shrugged and set off to the washer with an armload of dirty sheets. She could barely see over the heap she was carrying, and nearly tripped over the dog. She set the clothes to wash and set about cleaning the bathroom. She was busily bent over the tub, scouring the tile when Rufus came in behind her. She wondered what was up with him these past few days, his behavior had been odd. Just as she was about to stand up, she felt something strange between her legs. She bolted up and turned, feeling between her thighs dumfoundedly. Rufus pushed his nose between her legs and she saw what was causing the sensation. His long tongue was sliding up along her panties, bathing her inner thighs in his slobbery love. She giggled and watched him tickle her some more. It felt really nice. She wondered if it would tickle even more if she took off her panties, so she slid them off and Rufus dove right in. His tail wagging vigorously. It still tickled, but in a different way… she was a little jolted by the feeling at times. It was like her dog had an electric tongue. Her heart was beginning to race, and her breathing was becoming shallow and quick. She stumbled backwards and sat hard on the edge of the tub. Gripping the porcelain as she has her first little orgasm. She had no idea what just happened, but she sure felt good. Rufus was still happily licking at her, but it was too much for her to take all of a sudden, so she pushed his head away, and gave him a kiss on the brow and told him to go outside. He sat down where he was and wouldn’t budge. She shrugged and went back to work. She turned back to scrubbing the tub, and in an instant Rufus was on top of her. He easily pinned her little body under his, and there was no way she could physically remove him. She told him to get down, but he would not. He always obeyed her. What was wrong with him these days, she wondered. Before she could think another thought, she felt something poking at her where he had licked her. The poking quickly turned into something else entirely, as she felt an invasion so immediate and all encompassing that she surrendered all thought of escape. She felt something inside her. It was large. It was hot. It seemed to be re-entering her over and over, at a rapid pace. It didn’t hurt, it actually felt a little nice. not quite as nice as the tongue tickling. But it did make her feel funny, just in a different way. She was just getting used to the rhythm of his movements when Rufus shifted his grip and pulled her body tighter to his as she felt the intrusion slow and swell. She could feel his body begin to relax over her. His soft fur against her bum. His grip on her hips lessened, but he stayed over her. She remained under him, pinned, perhaps in shock, but her mind was reeling from all these new sensations.
She heard her daddy come in for lunch. She immediately felt worried, because it was her job to prepare it, and she’d been unable to, thanks to the dog. He walked into the bathroom and to his amazement found his baby girl and Rufus entangled in an unlikely pairing. He scolded the dirty old hound and swatted harshly at his rump. This gave old Rufus a start, and he tried to run, but the poor girl seemed stuck to him. As he tried to make a hasty exit, he was slowed to a crawl, dragging the now cumbersome waif with him. The girl’s father turned the shower nozzle on them both. Cold water aimed directly at their ailment, and within seconds the dog was free to scamper off and hide from his angry master. His daughter seemed no worse for wear, so he asked her about what had happened. She told him everything, unabashedly so. He could feel his cock twitching as she described how her virginity had just been taken, and how it felt. She told him about the tickling and the funny feeling. She told him about how good it all made her feel, and that she hoped she could do it again. His cock was hard as a rock by the time she was done recounting her morning. She happily trotted off to hang the laundry and fix lunch – as if it were any other chore day. He was so excited he broke his promise from this morning and hauled his cock out right there in the bathroom – door wide open – imagining everything that had transpired and stroked himself to orgasmic bliss. He even let himself moan loudly as he came. He almost wanted her to catch him in the act. Her innocent acceptance of these events emboldened him, and might just wear down his resolve to be a better daddy.

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Newly Lezzie Lizzie

This is my first story, so please be kind…constructive criticism only
When shit hits the fan, you always think about the beginning. I know that now. I know that because here I am strapped to my bed, more helpless than a babe and staring into the horrified eyes of my husband. Horrified because between my legs is our sitter. She’s got her face stuffed full of my pussy, and is doing her best to give me yet another orgasm. She’s oblivious of the stunned speechless man standing behind her. Me? I’m thinking about how this shit got started in the first place, and how I will possibly explain a 19 year old to sucking on my clit.
My husband Greg and I were married quite young, 18 actually. When we started out at 16 we were virgins, and have been each other’s first everything. Greg told me at 18 that he would be going into the service, and in true teen aged fashion, I followed him swept up in the drama of it all. Things were a bit rough at first, as you would expect of kids learning to be adults together. But we made it. I’ve always been so proud that we did.
In 1999 we welcomed our first daughter Megan into the world. Prior to Megan I had the gift of being fresh and 21. 34 C and every inch of them the most perfect upturned tits with the sweetest peg nipples, at least that is what Greg used to say about them. I was never skinny, but I was the best kind of soft, fluid and curvy. My ass was perfectly round. My Hispanic heritage had done me well, very Raquel Welch in shape. After baby was not as kind to me as I would have hoped and I fought to get back into shape, so you can image how apprehensive I was when we found we were pregnant with Jason in 2003.
After Jason when my body again didn’t snap back, I knew I’d never have another child. This was one of the down times in our marriage as well. Greg was amazingly supportive of caring for the children, but the extra 20 pounds were clearly unappreciated.
Everytime I found a moment’s peace to actually shower and not think about diapers or daycare, I found myself sobbing about the situation. I was choking back those very tears one day at the playground a few blocks away while Jason was sleeping, and Megan was sleeping running about picking up mulch with some other little boy. Another woman, I assumed that boy’s mother, sat down a few benches away and I could hear her conversation. She was detailing to the other party some of the most absurd things I’d ever heard about some machine she wore the batteries down on. At the time, I was not openly comfortable with words like “pussy” and “cunt” but she couldn’t stop exclaiming how amazing she’d made hers feel.
That night when Greg was asleep I found a website to tell me more information about it, and promptly ordered one. I was nervous that for once Greg would catch the mail and I bit my nails clean off for the two weeks I had to wait. When it came I called our baby sitter at the time, Corrine, and asked her to come stay downstairs with the children while I got some sleep. This was not uncommon and so when I opened the door for the adorable college freshman gave me one look and pointed me straight off to bed.
When I got up there I opened the box and started thinking about some of the photos I’d seen on the internet. And I went to town. I turned on the buzzer and set it gently against my clit, long since swollen in anticipation. And groaned one looooong moan. This was amazing. This is better than when Greg wanted to make me feel special and licked it. This was like one hundred Greg’s all licking my wet pussy all at once. Between the tensions I built up looking at the images, waiting for the box to arrive and the guilt I felt at working my own cunt over with the sitter downstairs I came quickly. The feeling was so overwhelming I fell, weak at the knees to the floor. I was certain I was going to pass out and was still writhing when I thought I heard a creak at the door. I was seeing colors and hearing birds sing, my pussy felt so good, so I thought I’d imagined it.
When I was finally able to compose myself, I figured I’d best take a nap…I was paying Corrine for it after all. I awoke a bit later to find Corrine downstairs looking quite flush and my children in mini comas- Corrine was a miracle worker.
And so that is how I got through the hump with Greg, rocking myself to mind blowing orgasms while I lost Jason’s baby weight. It opened my eyes to what a slut I wanted to be though. I never acted on these fantasies I had, but when Greg was fucking me I would imagine there was someone in the corner touching his dick while watching Greg please my pussy. When Greg was eating me, I was imagining I had him on his knees and bound…eating for his life. And I became a housewife addicted to orgasming, and that is how my free moments and babysitting time were spent. Greg never really caught on to that, but our sex life together was pretty healthy too.
As the years went by, the kids got older and this is how things went on with us. Sex together…making love really, and orgasming my horny pussy when I was alone. Corrine had a younger sister Abby who eventually took over watching my munchkins, mainly Jason anymore when I needed that me time.
A few days ago I called for Abby to watch Jason, since Greg was going to be entertaining some men in town visiting from headquarters. I was shocked to hear Corrine’s voice pick up on the other line. Corrine had since married and had a toddler of her own, and so was rarely home.
“Corrine ?!?!?” I said, “I had no idea you were home. How are you?”
“O I’m great Elizabeth, how are you?”
“I’m amazing!!” I told her.
“Were you calling for my mom?” she asked.
“No” I replied, “I’m looking for Abby, is she back from University yet?”
“O, yes but she’s speaking with our grandmother…would you like to leave a message for her?”
“Sure, just that I’d like for her to come over this Friday evening around 6 to keep Jason…it is my mom time!”
“You still have mom time! You haven’t changed a bit, hang on one sec”
Her voice was kind of strange to me, I thought she’d get mom time by now.
“OK, she will be there, 6 promptly” she said when she returned
I thanked her and we got off the phone. Little did I know that in that moment Corrine pulled Abby aside and revealed to her what she had seen almost 10 years ago, a chance she knew her out sister would love to capitalize on. And if not this go round, now that she knew Abby would have kept trying. She wouldn’t have to wait but til today.
This morning, it was chaos and wires were crossed. And by time Abby rang the door bell I had just sorted out with Greg that he’d intended on taking Jason to a night museum exhibit that evening and I’d forgotten. I’d hired a sitter to just well, sit!
I opened the door and began profusely apologizing to Abby and handing her the earnings anyway, for coming all the way out…I know college kids can be so broke. She looked a little annoyed, as if I’d inconvenienced her so, and I felt so very bad about that. I asked her if there was somewhere I could take her, anywhere else she’d rather have been.
“Anywhere” she asked?
“You have my word, Abby. I feel so bad…I’d help you commit a crime right now” I smiled nervously.
“Do you swear no matter where I tell you to take me, you’ll do what I say? You’ll take me there?”
“Solemnly swear”
“Take me upstairs Lizzie…show me what you do during “mom time” “
I gasped. My mind was racing. How could I possibly honor this request. This girl was standing in front of me 5’9” but all legs. Her breasts, if they could be called that had never gone past puffy pink nipples stage, but it was fitting of her lithe frame. Had she ever really explored the way she looked instead of hiding it, she would have been invited to model. Hazel eyes with green flecks, that sat on top of high cheekbones dusted with freckles and a deep auburn healthy wavy hair. I, in this moment am reminded of the time I walked in on her reaching for a cup and her shirt popped up and I saw her belly button ring. It wasn’t new from the look of it, but I’d never seen it. It made me wonder what else I didn’t know about her. Funny that would come up now, when she is revealing her true self to me. But it made me wonder again. This gorgeous girl, clearly deciding to walk a dyke path, wanted me. A housewife. And I immediately knew I wanted to know what everything looked like, that belly button ring wasn’t enough anymore.
I nodded and she stepped in, closed the door and brought her face to my face. She licked my bottom lip and she kissed me, slowly at first, then the kiss became deeper; more passionate. She aroused me quickly, my peg nipples straining my t shirt and my pussy already growing moist. I dared to reach for her puffy tit, because I wanted so much to see it. She sensed what I wanted and tore her top off, deserted it on the floor. And no bra, there they were. Glorious little mounds, so tasty in my mouth. I licked on those nipples for a few moments while she worked mine under my shirt.
Finally she broke and dragged me up to my room, with a bit of direction from me. She threw me on my bed after removing my top. She began to command me, which had me so hot.
“Lick your nipples, Lizzie. Pinch them…lick more. Now slap your clit through your jeans Lizzie ”
I came. I was ashamed. I don’t remember when I was last this hot, but still…she made me feel like I was a virgin all over again. The level of arousal was simply overwhelming.
“Lizzie did you just come without me?!! That is no good…I’m going to have to catch up”
She smiled and giggled a bit for the first time, and it made me feel more relaxed. That is until she crawled in the bed scrunching her flowery denim skirt up around her waist. I expected her to stop and lay eye to eye with me, so we could kiss more. How I wanted that mouth again. But while Abby had my mouth in mind I quickly realized it was reserved for her cute little pink cunny. She wasn’t kidding, she was going to catch up.
“Taste that fresh pussy Lizzie…I wanna cum too” she purred at me “ don’t be shy just stick your tongue out and try it”
“I’ve..uh never ACTUALLY done this before, Abby. I’ve dreamed about it” all that lust of thinking about it welled up in me as I looked at the light flourish of auburn hair on her young mound. “but I’m going to try”
And with that I slowly lifted my head and kissed her sweet bean. I knew how good it felt when I rubbed mine. I could tell by the way she jerked I was in the right place. So I stuck my tongue out, again remembering those images on the internet, and I gave it all I had. I made out with her soft pink fleshy lips as I slurped heartily at her clit.
All the while she cried out how excited she was to find out I was a secret pussy lover, how dirty I was for eating my baby sitter out in my husband’s bed, and how I was making her cunt so wet.
I could agree with this I was taking her juices, hoarding them in my mouth like I had been starving and the only thing that would ever fill me again was wet cunt. I was so engulfed in her pink, I hadn’t noticed that I’d managed to wiggle free my jeans, and was rubbing my own swollen pussy; until another powerful orgasm swept me and I called out muffled into her snatch.
The vibrations from all the noise I was making, paired with my enthusiastic efforts on her clit did her in. She came and squirted on my face…dousing me in reward for my hard work. Wailing and shaking Abby just kept convulsing above my face until her orgasm finally started to come to its end. She then fell forward panting.
“If you’ve never eaten pussy before, I’m a man named Bob” she said, when she’d finally moved down to lay eye to eye with me.
“Really, Abby…I’m a first timer” I replied, crossing my heart.
“Well then, let me show you what that feels like”
And with that she was in between my legs using her pointer and middle finger to spread me open and take a good look. I liked feeling open and exposed like this to another person…I was never THIS open with Greg. I felt like a slut, and it was how I’d been dying to feel for so long. And now, with this young girl on her knees in front of my sex, I was getting my wish.
I’m sure it was truly in real time, but in my eyes she stuck her tongue out so slowly. Seductively. And slowly ran it from the center of my asshole to my extremely sensitive clit. I couldn’t have ever dreamed the electricity the surged through me as she ate my honey pot. Every nerve in my body was at attention, her attention. She had every ounce of my being wrapped up in the pure lust radiating from between my thighs.
My fantasies had nothing on this. She tongue fucked me. This little bitch was clearly a Siren, there was no way she hadn’t done this before. I wonder how many other mom’s she’s had on that whore tongue!! This made me a little bit jealous, oddly and I started to buck in rebellion against her soft pink tongue. I wrapped her hair in my fingers and mashed her face against my box and rode her to what was assuredly going to be the biggest orgasm of my, until now, meaningless life.
Or it would have been if I hadn’t opened my eyes and found Greg’s horrified in front of me….

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Poem

alone

This poem was inspired by an old girlfriend that made me choose between the boat and her. She decided I could have both after I made my decision. I decided I only needed one after the ultimatum.
I still make my living during the winter with that old boat and I still love that old boat.
Don’t forget to tell me what a piece of shit I am for not writing this poem about our sex life. lol
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alone-
fishing so bad
can’t hire a crew
times so tough
barely survive
sea so rough
barely afloat
long hard days
not wasted on her

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“Shaved”

She wanted to do something a little different on vacation, something only the two of them could do.

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When the Voyeur Decides to Play

My night started like any other night. I got up and put on my uniform, and put on my belt, where I added all the accessories, like my handcuffs, flashlight, my gun, and many others. I still feel a bit of pride when I put my badge on my front shirt.
Although I wasn’t by many peoples definition of a real police officer, I did have to go to police academy, where they taught me everything I needed to know about how to handle a possible dangerous situation, to how to preform first aid or CPR if need be. I had the ability to arrest people, but I would have to hold them in our tiny office cell till city officers came and picked them up.
However that never happens. Nothing ever happens on this side of the city. It almost makes me wonder why the people wanted patrol men to walk the streets while they slept. I guess it was just a sense of security, but they didn’t want security guards, that really weren’t trained, if something actually were to happen.
There is eight of us total, but four of us that walked a different section a night. We did twelve hour shifts, and worked every other weekend. Basically if I worked Monday and Tuesday, I would have Wednesday, and Thursday off, then work Friday, Saturday, and Sunday. On the nights I had off the other four officers would work. Although we felt like glorified security guards, we still felt good about what we did, and knowing that we passed the academy, we could always apply to a police station.
On this night though, it started like every other night, but towards the end of my shift something great happened. Now I work from 7PM till 7AM, and it was about 4:30AM when I saw her. She was walking away from me, and was approximately fifty yards away. Now this community, doesn’t have a curfew, so people who live here can come and go as they please, but something told me to follow her. I maintained my distance from her, I couldn’t tell but she seemed nervous as she looked all around her, but she never noticed me. She stopped in front of some apartment buildings that were empty do to some remodeling.
This is where a saw the second person come out between the buildings, this person looked to be a short man, but from my distance I really couldn’t tell height. They saw each other and moved quickly to each other, as I watched them begin to make out with each other, I thought it was a couple of love birds who haven’t seen one another in some time.
That’s when I watched the girl I was following, drop to her knees and pull out the guys cock out of his pants. I admit I was very envious when I saw the length of this man. He had to have been about ten to twelve inches long. She began to suck his tip and licked up and down his shaft, she did this for a minute or two before standing back up, turned around and hiked up her skirt to reveal her bare ass, as the guy lined up his cock to her, I realized that they were exhibitionist. People who loved the thrill of having sex in public. They were in luck because I love to watch.
They picked a good spot that they believed they wouldn’t get caught, because her moans got very loud, so loud that I thought she was right next to me. Her screams of pleasure were intoxicating, and it had me pulling out my own cock to jerk off to the sight that was before me. When I heard her say to the guy to fuck her faster she was about cum I couldn’t hold back any longer and blasted my load all over the pavement. I had my eyes closed while I came down from my high and when I opened them, the girl was back on her knees licking his shaft clean from her juices. He was still pretty hard when they tucked it back into his pants, then they disappeared between the buildings.
I cleaned myself off, then finished my rounds. Over the next few weeks I couldn’t get the image of them out of my head. Questions kept popping into my mind like, was that their first time in public? Will they do it again? Will I be lucky enough to watch again? Will I be bold enough to get closer to see what they look like?
A few my questions did get answered, just not all at once. I did catch them in the act around the same time nearly a month later. This time she wasn’t as loud in her moans, but still hot as hell watching, and jerking off to them. Then the next time was about two weeks later and she was loud, like the first time I seen them.
One thing I did know though was, that they enjoyed their sexual fun on the nights I worked. I asked Dave the guy who worked my section on the nights I had off, if he had seen anyone in that area. He told me he doesn’t see anyone at all, though out the night.
So when I saw them again, instead of standing there watching, I decided I better end it, before they either get hurt, or someone else catches them and calls us to arrest them. Sense I didn’t want them to have a record for doing something they enjoy, not to mention if I were to get caught jerking off to them and losing my job. As much as I hated to do it, I walked right behind the guy as he was enjoying his blow job and tapped him on the shoulder.
He jumped sky high, I couldn’t blame him, getting caught in the act would scare the shit out of me too, but when he turned around it was I that was shocked. Here I was expecting to see a man and a woman who enjoys the thrill of the possibility of being caught, but instead I was looking at not one but two teenage girls.
Yeah I said it two teenage girls, count them ONE, TWO teenage girls. They couldn’t be older than fifteen. I couldn’t believe it. Their faces told the tale, that they were scared to death not turned on by the fact that they were caught. Then the sudden thought that I was jerking off to young teenage girls almost made me throw up. I never looked at girls that way, unless they were around my age, and I thought they were in their twenties.
“What are you girls doing out at this time of day?” I ask them letting them believe I didn’t know what they were doing.
“We… um… we… we were just… um… we were just on our way home.” Said the one that was wearing a strap on, with the fake cock that I was so envious of. She must have forgotten that she had it on.
“What’s your name?”
“Emily.”
“Well Emily, do you always walk home with a long fake cock sticking out of your pants? And what’s your name?” I asked looking at the other girl who still had spit dribbling down her chin.
“My name is Kelly.” She said as she wiped her chin.
“Look girls I am not stupid, I know what you two were doing, what I don’t know is why you are doing it outside. So why don’t your girls come with me and we will talk about to do with you.”
Kelly, and Emily looked at each other and followed me down the road a bit to a bench where I told them to sit.
“Emily I am sorry but can you take that off its really odd looking at you with a fake cock out of your pants.”
She looked over at her friend, then stood up, took off her pants, then stepped out of the strap on. As she got back into her pants I couldn’t help but look at the neatly trimmed hair above her pussy lips, that glistened in the street light above us. Emily sat back down and tucked the dildo between her, and Kelly.
“Thank you, now how old are you two?”
“Fourteen.” They both said in unison.
“You girls are fourteen!? What in high heavens are you two out in the wide open having sex, and not in a bedroom somewhere, I don’t know like one of your homes?”
They looked at each other and began to talk quietly to each other, but were arguing as well.
“Girls? You mind telling me why I found you out here?”
“Look.” Kelly started. “We have been friends for as far back as we can remember, and a few months ago we started to experiment with each other, ever since I found my sisters strap on, but we were caught by my parents a week later. Of course they flipped out then told Emily’s parents. They then said we couldn’t hang out anymore. So we still wanted to experiment, and have some fun, so one day at school about a month ago I heard that some apartment buildings were being remodeled, and I thought since no one will be in this area we can play and we wouldn’t be seen since we can’t do anything at our houses. We were fine up until tonight.”
I thought about what she had just told me. I could understand the need to experiment, and discover ones sexual appetite, I remember being a teen, but I believe I was at least sixteen when I started fooling around.
“Look girls, I know you two have to be embarrassed right now, and rightfully so. I can understand what you two are doing, but I have to tell you what you are doing in dangerous. What if a guy came up to you with a gun?”
“Um you have a gun.” Emily pointed out.
“You know what I meant. Look I am not going to call your parents, even though I should, but you two need to find a safer place that is indoors, because the next time I find you two out here doing that, I will call them. Do you girls understand?” They both nodded at me. “Good now go home girls.”
I watched them go their separate ways back to their homes, and I don’t know why but I watched Kelly and decided to click a picture of her as she walked away from me.
When I got home I kept beating myself up on the fact that those girls were fourteen, and that I jerked off to them. I guess that is why I really didn’t want to get their parents involved, I could just imagine how that conversation would have went.
“Hi yes parents of these really hot teenage girls, well I caught them fucking each other, oh but don’t worry I just whipped out my cock and jerked off while they did it.”
Then thoughts of reason started to run though my head. I mean I thought they were in their twenties from the distance I was at, I didn’t know they were too young. I did nothing wrong. I guess it was just the thought after knowing that made me sick to my stomach.
I then started undressing myself and put on a pair of faded sleep pants on, then I went into the kitchen to pre heat the oven. Only sad part of working twelve hour nights is when its time to eat after you get home is you want supper. So I took out a frozen pizza and placed it on the counter and waited for the oven to heat up.
I went back to the living room and sat in my chair, turned on the morning show. Then I picked up my cell phone and when I flipped it open there was the picture I took of Kelly as she was walking away from me. I still don’t know what prompted to take such a picture, but my mind started to drift to that first night I saw them, then the sight of Emily’s pussy as she took off the strap on and put her pants on. Her wetness glistening off the lights from the street, before I knew it I had blown my load in my hand. I didn’t even know I was jerking off. What was wrong with me? I now knew these girls were underage and I was still imagined them as if they weren’t. I then got up and washed my hands, by the time I had them dried, the oven beeped to let me know it was preheated.
Over the next few weeks things seemed to go back to normal, there wasn’t any sight of Emily and Kelly, and I seemed to have managed to stop thinking about them.
That was until one morning when I got home. I had just started to oven and changed into my pajama pants, when I heard a knock on my door. Since I don’t get many visitors on the days I work since my friends all have jobs during the day, I was kind of surprised to be answering the door at 8:30 in the morning.
There they stood in the hall of my apartment, both Emily and Kelly dressed in clothes like normal teen girls these day wear. Kelly’s hair pulled in a tight french braid, and Emily’s just pulled in a pony tail. In the better day light I was able to see that they both had beautiful blue eyes, but Emily’s were very bright, kind of hard stare into them.
“What can I do for you girls?” Was the only thing I could muster up to say.
They looked at each other as if they were unsure of what they wanted to say, or who was going to say it. It was Emily who finally broke the silence.
“We tried.” Is all she said.
“You tried what?” I responded.
“We tried to find some place where we can be together.”
“And how is this my problem?”
They looked at each other again then they both asked if they could come inside. I don’t know what I was thinking when I agreed. As they sat down on my sofa, I couldn’t help myself in looking them up and down, be mesmerized in their beauty. Kelly was slightly taller than Emily and with her dark hair in the braid I could notice some blonde highlights though out it. Her blue eyes bounced out at you, because of her dark hair. With her wearing a tight tee shirt it showed off her perky breast, and flat stomach.
Emily had lighter hair color, and as with Kelly with her hair pulled tight in her pony tail showed off the same kind of blonde highlights. Her eyes were something else, like I said you couldn’t help but stare deeply into them. She had a cute little dimple in her left cheek that showed as she sat the nervously. Her shirt wasn’t as tight as Kelly’s but it did show off her slightly smaller breast. My eyes looked at her bare legs then up to her short jean shorts. I began to think back when I saw her lovely trimmed mound just a few weeks ago.
“Well girls, first of all how did you find where I lived?” I ask trying to relieve some tension in the room.
“We followed you after you got out of work.” Kelly answered.
” I have been home for over an hour, what took you so long to knock on my door?”
“Well we debated weather or not to even stay, but we really wanted to know something.” Kelly again answered.
I knew I was going to regret it but I was very curious, so I asked, “and what is it that you would like to know?”
Again they looked at each other, both of them motioning the other to say it with their eyes, then finally Emily rolled her eyes and spoke. “We were wondering if we can have sex here?”
I swear if I was drinking something I would have spat it out all over the place. To say I was shocked would have been an understatement. I had no idea how to respond to that.
“Okay, um well girls I don’t know if that’s a good idea. I mean I don’t even know if you two know my name.”
“Well what is your name?” Kelly asked.
“Mark, my name is Mark, and I still don’t think it would be a good idea, what would happen if we get caught?”
They both snickered. “We weren’t saying we should have sex with you, although Emily can’t stop talking about how much it turned her on being half naked in front of you.”
“KELLY!!!” Emily screamed in embarrassment, then buried her face into her hands. I couldn’t help but chuckle, which didn’t make matters any better.
“What’s wrong Emily? Its not like he didn’t see you half naked, you have a hot and sexy body, if you didn’t we wouldn’t be trying to fuck each other so much. You also keep say how much you want to see his cock too.”
I was beginning to see that Kelly was starting to relax, but I also believed it was at her friends expense by embarrassing her. Not only that, but I was uncomfortable with the situation I was in, however I hadn’t a clue how to get out of it. Also at that moment I realized I was beginning to get turned on by the conversation, and like a lot of guys I began to think with my dick, and not with my brain.
“So you girls want to fuck each other here while I watch, and jerk off, is that it?”
The look of shock that no hit Kelly was priceless, and Emily’s red face looked up from her hands with the same surprised look, like they couldn’t believe I just said that. I actually couldn’t believe it myself. Why would I say that? But what I did next was even worse, and that was I didn’t recant what I just said.
The silence was torture, I kept waiting for them to get up and walk out, and I wouldn’t blame them. Hell I should have ask them to leave, but they kept looking at each other then back at me, then Emily finally broke the silence.
“Well… we also been talking about… well… we were hoping that maybe… that maybe you… that maybe you would fuck us too.”
Now it was my turn to be surprised. How does one respond to something like that? I have never been in a situation where I had the opportunity to be in a threesome. The thought surely had me aroused, but they are half my age, and I could see my life crumble around me, as I would lose my job after I get arrested, then I would go to prison. Then I thought these girls were dying to be with each other so bad, that they snuck out of their homes to have sex in the open. Then they followed me home to see if I would fuck them, they would keep it secret.
I lost all sense of reason and stood up, and motion for them to stand also. I took a step towards them and put my arms around them and grabbed their asses. They looked at each other and smiled, as I leaned down to kiss first Kelly full on the lips, then Emily, but with her I lingered and slipped my tongue into her mouth to play with her tongue. I broke the kiss and pulled them closer to me and said, “why don’t we go to my bedroom.”
I walked them down the hall, and into my bedroom, where my queen sized bed was. As we were all finally inside I shut the door, and pulled Kelly to me. I kissed her again, and as our tongues met I slid my hand down her shorts to find that she wasn’t wearing any panties, and that she was completely shaved. As I moved my hand further down I felt her wetness, and moved my middle finger in between her folds and began to rub her clit. She moaned into my mouth her approval. I felt Emily drop to her knees and grab the waistband of my pajama pants. I had to stop her as I broke the kiss I had with Kelly.
“Girls not to disappoint you, but I am nowhere near as long as that strap on you girls have.”
“Good, because that thing really hurts, but its the only thing we have that we were able to practice with.” Kelly said, as she moved onto her knees to join Emily.
Both of them grabbed the waistband, and slowly pulled it down releasing my hard cock in front of their faces. They both smiled up at me, then at the same time stuck out their tongues and began to lick me like they were sharing a Popsicle. They would wrap their lips over my shaft, and work their way up to the head, where they would lick the sensitive underside of my cock head. Then they would release it and begin to make out with each other, before starting the whole process over again.
I will say this their fake cock sure did allow them to practice how to suck a real one, because this was by far the best blow job I ever had. Then again I never been sucked off by two sexy girls before, but if they continued, I wouldn’t last very long, so I lifted them both up, kissed them both, then pulling their shirts off.
There they stood in only their shorts and bra, I pulled them to me and turned them around so their backs were against my chest. I moved both of my hands over each one of their bodies. I watch their expressions as my hands played with their breast though their bras, then down each of their bellies, as I slid my hands into their shorts. Now I already knew Kelly wasn’t wearing any panties, but Emily was a more modest, and was wearing some cotton panties. I didn’t mind as my hand inched further down and I felt the wetness though her panties. Wow these girls were both extremely wet.
I pushed a finger inside Kelly, as I played with Emily’s clit though her panties. I listened to them moan for a moment before taking my hands out and bringing my finger to my mouth, to taste them for the first time. I could never describe the taste of a girls pussy, but these girls were sweet tasting.
I walked them over to the bed, where I sat them down on the edge and went for Kelly’s shorts first. As soon as her shorts were off I buried my tongue deep inside her. I swear she must have came right then as juices flowed from her and into my mouth, as she moaned extremely loud. I looked up to see that Emily had moved behind her friend. She had removed Kelly’s bra and was playing with her nipples.
I stood back up and lined my cock to the entrance of her pussy. Kelly looked up to Emily, who had her beautiful eyes locked on my cock as I slowly inched my way into Kelly’s tight hole. As soon as I was all the way in I began fucking her, slowly at first, then picking up steam as I went.
“Holy shit Em! His cock feels fucking amazing!” Kelly moaned out in between my thrust. I motioned Emily over to me. I pulled her to me, and as I fucked her friend, I undid her bra and let it fall to the ground. I then reached for her shorts and pushed them off of her, leaving her standing there in her blue cotton panties with a big wet spot in the crotch. I again played with her clit though her panties before hooking my fingers in the waist band, and pushing them down to the floor.
My lord Emily had the perfect body to me. Kelly’s body was hot, and her pussy was hot, and tight, but Emily had the kind of body that I could just stare at for hours, and I would probably cum without ever touching her.
I pulled Emily to me and kissed her, then had her sit on the edge of the bed as I slowly pulled my cock out of Kelly. Emily without missing a beat grabs my cock with Kelly’s juices all over it, and sticks it into her mouth, like she was thirsty my cock was only thing to drink in the world. She lapped her friends juices off of me, before looking up at me with those beautiful blue eyes of hers as if to beg me to fuck her now.
I gave her a wink, she smiled at me, a smile that brightened the room up, as she laid down and spread her legs for me. I stuck my finger in her for the first time and knew it was going to be a tight fit for my cock. I withdrew my finger, and replaced it with my cock. Emily’s face told the story as my the head of my cock entered her. The painful expression in between her smile was enough to pull out, so I wouldn’t hurt her anymore.
Emily must have sensed this, as she opened her eyes, and they locked onto mine as she said to me “Mark! Fuck me! I want you to fuck me hard!”
I didn’t need anymore begging from her, and pushed hard into her. She screamed out, and reached up and grabbed my neck to pull me to her, and she stuck her tongue into my mouth. I could taste Kelly’s juices lingering on her tongue. That’s when I got an idea.
I have watched a lot of porn but always thought it was hot when one of the girls would sit on the other girls face, while she was being fucked. I looked at Kelly, and it was as if she read my mind, and was already near Emily’s head. As soon as I able to pull away from Emily, Kelly sat her pussy right on Emily’s mouth.
I reached down with my right hand to Emily’s clit, and began to massage it with my thumb. I heard her moan into Kelly’s pussy, as Kelly rubbed herself on her friends face. I then reached with my left hand to pinch Kelly’s left nipple.
With everything that was happening in the room it seemed by some sort of miracle we all came at the same time. Kelly was shaking on top of Emily, and Emily’s pussy became even tighter, then I felt her juices surround my cock. As soon as I felt that I knew I had to pull out, as I withdrew came hard and fast with my first shot hitting Emily’s clit as I exited her. Kelly not missing a beat grabbed my cock and began jerking the rest of my seed over her friends belly.
I rolled over onto the bed as Kelly began licking my cum off Emily’s belly, then getting off to kiss her friend, and share my cum with her. After they were done, we all moved and laid down on my pillows, with one on each side of me.
“Girls that was amazing! I really hope you two will not tell anyone about this, I will lose everything, but hope you girls enjoyed it enough where you would want to come back for more.”
“Why would we say anything? Now we have a place where we can fuck each other, and a hot guy too!” Emily said giggling, as they both kissed me on the cheek, I felt myself drift off to sleep.

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