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Broken Birds, Part 25 Aftermath

Part 25
Aftermath
Nancy accompanied Ted’s body to the States, insisting that her girls stay at the compound and continue to receive treatment and care, particularly their surgeries. She signed over temporary custody of Sandy to Michael. Becka had turned 18 a few days before, so she didn’t need a guardian.
Nancy stood naked before the hotel room mirror. Her once proud breasts sagged despondently; her once flat belly hung badly with a myriad of stretch marks; her once toned ass looked deformed with cellulite, her face showed lines of grief and loss; her hair was, in reality, almost completely gray. Her sons were gone. Her daughters in good hands after she and Ted had failed them.
She took a deep breath. She had considered following Ted, but that would have allowed her brother to get control of Sandy.
She made up her mind, feeling young and clean again, no longer bound by convention and law intended to cage the victims and allow the monsters to roam free.
Her brother did not know about Sandy’s confession in the compound. He came to pick her up to attend Ted’s funeral. She had Ted’s pistol. Ted had taught her to shoot.
Her brother stood silhouetted in the hotel room doorway when she turned around and aimed the pistol at his chest. She fired. The recoil was more than she remembered. Her fingers squeezed again involuntarily as the gun kicked. It discharged under her chin. They were both dead before they hit the ground.
The news devastated the compound. Sandy blamed herself. If she had just kept the secret, her mother and father would still be alive. She hoped her uncle was in hell, on a spit and roasting over a very hot fire.
Alice certainly earned her keep over the next several weeks. Sandy wallowed in guilt. Becka in grief and pain, both physical and emotional while Beth came to terms with her horrific memories.
Nita blossomed. Her incredible energy and unfailing optimism was infectious if only temporary. She seemed to be everywhere, cheering, teasing, laughing, and taking different sisters to Michael’s bed.
Nita suggested that Shoshana and Lynne visit the fertility clinic when the Becka and Sandy’s recovery had to be checked. It brought a ray of happiness to the harem.
Beth took her time to heal. Finally she was ready to face tomorrows.
She sat at the lounge pool one day, taking in the fading sun and cool ocean breeze. Alice approached.
“Penny for your thoughts,” Alice asked.
“This is going to sound sick,” Beth said with a genuine smile, “but I am proud of myself. I fought them to my last breath. The more I played it in my head; it always came out the same. I beat them. They hurt me terribly, but I beat them.”
Alice smiled, “You’re your father’s daughter.”
Beth found Michael in his office, struggling through the myriad details of the Burkett deaths.
It had been many days since he had made love with his daughter, giving her time and space to recover.
She came up behind him, making sure he heard her. She put her hands on his shoulders and spun him around in his chair. His Beth was back, yet somehow different. She pulled him into a passionate kiss. He pulled back and looked into her sparkling green eyes. There was no desperation in them; lust, love and joy perhaps, but no desperation.
“You’re mine tonight,” she said with a hint of a slut, “so you better take a little blue pill. The other girls know. You’re mine tonight.”
Dinner seemed more upbeat than in many weeks. Beth glowed, an almost feral light in her eyes. The harem knew, of course, but Sandy and Becka did not.
Becka asked what was going on.
“Tonight I’m going to make love to my Dad for the first time as a whole woman,” Beth said with a leer, then bursting into giggles.
Her spirit and joy was infectious. Sandy and Becka were still recovering from their grief and surgery. Even they embraced the change in spirit. The babies departed.
Beth had an idea. Instead of taking Michael straight to bed, she put on some sensual Latin music. She and Lynne started pushing the furniture aside, creating a dance floor in the main living room. Beth pulled Maria, Nita and Rafaela into a sensual dance. The harem joined in an instant. Maria began to lose herself in the music, swaying sensually between Lynne and Jennifer. Alice ran her hands over Rafaela’s slender arms, pulling her back, pressing her breasts and pussy against her longtime lover. Rachael took Misha’s hand and pulled her to the floor their eyes alight with lust. Shoshana drew Kat into an intimate kiss.
Still sitting at the dining table, Becka and Sandy gawked as the incredible orgy of love began to happen in front of them. Rachael and Misha came over to the girls and ushered them to their rooms. They dismissed the servants just in time. Jennifer was at the center of four women, her clothing flying as the harem began to feast on their doctor.
“You really started something, Honey,” Michael said chuckling as she pulled him into the “small” bedroom with its single bath.
“The girls are going to need the big beds,” she said giggling.
They prepared separately. As Michael went to shower, she called out, “Squeaky clean,” the code phrase the harem had developed for taking a couple enemas. Beth wanted to play with his ass tonight.
Michael had taken a different pill said to be more effective without the headaches he had with Viagra. He hoped it worked just as well as Viagra. Tonight would tell.
When Beth exited the bathroom, she was naked. She strode to him, confident and whole. She took his drink and placed it on the nightstand. She stripped off his robe, put her arms around his neck and kissed him with a passion that reminded him of Vika. She broke the kiss and looked into his eyes.
She pushed him onto the bed. He scooted all the way on. She got on the bed, sitting on her feet.
“Turn over Daddy,” she said softly. He obeyed.
She knelt by his torso. She wanted to give him something he’d remember for the rest of his life.
Her small, gentle hands began to caress his shoulders. Her light touch enticed every nerve ending. She took her time, slowly moving down his body, not kneading his muscles, but tantalizing them. She avoided his ass, instead moving to his feet, then calves. Her hands told him to spread his legs. She continued her gossamer touch on his thighs. She pushed his legs further apart. She moved between them. She lay down, her mouth poised over his ass. Her hands parted his ass cheeks. She dipped her head and licked from his balls to the top of his ass cleft.
‘I will never give this pleasure to another man,’ she thought.
Me moaned at the incredible pleasure.
She started to make love to his nether hole, lovingly teasing it, then darting through his relaxed sphincter. She buried her face in his ass, her small hand squeezing his shaft. Her tongue twirled, licked, sometimes soft, sometimes hard.
Finally, she relented. Michael stared over his back at her in wonder. “Turn over.” He obeyed.
She straddled him, rubbing the head of his cock along her slit. She was very wet. She had been leaking for most of the evening, waiting for this moment. As ready as she was, she winced a bit as the head penetrated her entrance, stretching her inner lips. They could hear the music from the main room. She began to dance in time to the faint music, gradually burying his cock in her steamy depths.
She looked at Michael in wonder, still dancing on his cock. His hands cupped and squeezed her firm, young breasts. He leaned up, licking her aureoles, then levered up, resting on his elbows, took a hard nipple between his lips, sucked it hard. He bit down gently, sending shockwaves through her body. He shifted nipples. He bit a little harder.
She began to shake and moan. She lost her rhythm.
He fell back, his hands on her hips. He moved her hips back in time to the rhythm, her clit grazing his belly. Her hand moved to her clit; his hands moved to her breasts.
“Daddy, I’m CUMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMING!
He dropped his hands to her hips, forcing them to sway to the faint music, again rubbing her clit against his hard body.
She climaxed again, screaming, “I won!” over and over.
She frigged her clit mercilessly, screaming her triumph into the night.
She collapsed on his chest, his raging cock buried in her love tunnel.
He stroked her shoulders and back with infinite love. She rested on his chest, momentarily exhausted.
She began to stir. After a while, she lifted her head and looked into the eyes of her man.
“We both won, Honey, thanks to your strength and courage. You beat the bastards,” he said with love and admiration.
She slipped off him, his cock springing upright. He looked distraught.
“Don’t worry, I’ll take care of him soon.”
She got up and brought Michael his flute of champagne, bringing her own.
“I need to tell you.” He nodded.
“The night I was raped, I lied to you. I told you I was going to a sleepover. I thought I was a woman grown. If Thomas had been nice, I probably would have given him what he wanted. When they surrounded me, I was terrified and angry with myself. You’d warned me, but I was sure I knew better.”
“I fought them Dad. I broke Thomas’ cheek and instep. They broke my nose. I ripped a face and an arm. No way I was going to be found in a field with no evidence. Even after they broke my arm, I fought them. They did things to me no woman should ever have to endure. Still I fought them. I was bleeding to death when I crawled out that window.”
“I was thinking about you when I slid down that roof. I wanted you to know that I never gave up, that I was like you. Alice said it this afternoon. Like father like daughter.” She said with a triumphant smile.
“Now I want your monster in my ass,” she said with laughter in her voice. The music seemed louder as Beth took her father’s semi-hard cock in her mouth. Minutes later, her tongue had created a raging phallus.
She lubed both his cock and her ass. She got on her hands and knees, wiggling her ass provocatively. He knelt behind her, rubbing his cock head around her puckered starfish. He pushed in a bit and felt her tense. He released the pressure until he felt her push back. He pushed forward a little and the head pushed through her sphincter. She gasped, her hands clawing the blanket. He waited until she signaled her readiness.
She pushed back harder. He let her set the pace of her own impalement.
Finally his balls rested on her labia. She began to sway to the music.
“God, Honey, your ass is incredible! It feels like its on fire.”
“Enjoy me, Love. Let me give you everything I am.”
He reached under her and found her clit. He began to caress it in time to her swaying hips.
Her breaths started to come in gasps. She held her breath. He squeezed her clit between his thumb and forefinger.
She shrieked with pleasure.
He curled a finger just inside her love channel. She froze. Her legs began to shake. His fingers returned to her clit, circling her little button. She was close.
He captured her clit again and squeezed firmly.
“YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSS. I’M CUMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMING”
She slammed her ass against him and froze, her limbs trembling. They gave out and she flopped forward, his cock pulling from her body.
She rested only a matter of seconds. She lay on her back, her head hanging over the edge of the bed. Her mouth opened in lewd invitation.
Michael eagerly stood in front of her, the head of his cock in her mouth. She caressed the head, twirling her tongue along the shaft. She reached her hands around his ass, grabbing his ass cheeks pulling him forward, deeper in her mouth. He entered her throat, seeing it bulge as his cock slid deeper. She pulled him deep into her throat, using her esophageal muscles to caress his shaft.
She pushed him out for a moment. She gulped three breaths. She pulled him back into her throat.
On the third stroke, he exploded, shooting a massive amount of semen into her stomach. He pulled back before finishing. He was afraid Beth would run out of air. Beth took the last spurts in her mouth. She flipped over, opened her mouth to show him the semen on her tongue, swallowed and showed him her clean tongue.
Minutes later, they were intertwined in a lover’s embrace, snoring softly.
Becka and Sandy felt left out. In their room, they listened to the music and imagined what was happening in the main living room. They heard an occasional squeal or shriek. Finally, knowing they were breaking a promise to Misha and Rachael, they snuck out of their room and headed for the main living room.
They smelled the aroma of sex before they saw it.
Candles bathed the room in romantic light. The music on random play covered much of the sound.
Lynne lay on her back, Alice straddling her face, Maria licking her pussy.
Rafaela lay between Nita’s splayed legs. Nita was shaking and suddenly sat upright with a scream of pleasure.
Shoshana sat in a recliner with Jennifer feasting on her exposed pussy. Kat lay beneath Jennifer, licking and sucking her sister.
They didn’t see Misha and Rachael. They’d claimed one of the bedrooms.
Becka and Sandy watched in awe as pairings rearranged. Both girls felt their lubricant stream down their inner thighs.
It was truly a female orgy. They watched as Lynne licked Maria’s ass from behind. Rafaela brought out a box of vibrators, lube, butt plugs and strap-ons, taking the orgy to a new level.
Jennifer donned a strap-on with practiced skill, inserting the short end of the vibrating fake cock into her steaming pussy, heading for Nita. Their eyes locked. Nita came to her. Their kiss was unlike anything Becka or Sandy had ever seen.
Jennifer lay on the floor while Nita slowly impaled herself on the fake, vibrating cock. Nita rode her lover for a few moments. She exploded with Jennifer, collapsing breast to breast.
Three women surrounded Shoshana. They sucked her long nipples, caressed her beautiful ass and used a rabbit vibrator on her pussy. Shoshana’s shrieks of pleasure filled the room.
Becka and Sandy openly masturbated. They began to squeal their pleasure, oblivious to the noise they were making. Becka came first, trying to stay quiet with absolutely no success. Sandy climaxed seconds later.
When the haze of orgasm passed, Jennifer stood above them when they looked up. She still had the strap-on. “Did you like the show?” Her eyes danced with laughter.
The girls blushed red.
“It was awesome,” Sandy gasped, “Do you guys do that often?”
“Not often enough,” Jennifer giggled, “come on, back to bed. We’ll talk in the morning. You’ve had your cum. Now get some rest.” She followed them to their room.
“What are you going to do with that?” Sandy asked pointing to the fake cock.
“I’m going to impale my sisters and make them cum.”
When she returned, the party had died down.
Alice came to her. “They saw?”
Jennifer nodded, smiling. “I think you’ll have some very curious young women tomorrow,” Jennifer giggled, then turned mock serious,” If you can walk after tonight.”
“With that little fake cock? I’ve had Michael inside me, remember.”
Jennifer admitted defeat. She still impaled Alice, turning the vibrator on high. Alice danced on the fake cock, screaming her delight into the night.
In the privacy of the bedroom, Rachael and Misha embraced, naked nipples pressed against the others. They’d been lovers for more than thirty years. They knew the passion would come, but Misha wanted to talk.
“Beth is incredible, isn’t she?”
“She’s been my lover since we ran.” Rachael confessed, “She’s the strongest woman I know. She’s a fighter. She put Thomas in the hospital when he raped her.”
“She loves Kat. They’re almost married. They even have heir own child!”
Misha smiled sadly.
Rachel levered herself to look into Misha’s eyes, “As Michael says, All of it!”
Misha took a deep breath. “Jennifer found some cancer. We go to Brisbane tomorrow.”
“I’ll go with you. But we have tonight, bitch. Get over here. I need to taste you!” Rachael growled in a desperate effort to hide the truth. She had less than six months to live. Only Jennifer knew.
Reality returned with the dawn. Misha, Rachael and Jennifer sped to Brisbane in the early hours. The women wanted to be alone. They didn’t even tell Michael.
Beth bounced around the house and pool. Inside she was whole. She had her child, her man and her victory. Kat was her life partner. Her sisters were her playmates.
Becka and Sandy came to the late breakfast served at the lounge pool. Becka wore a skimpy, blue bikini, showing the outlines of her labia. Sandy wore a one-piece that clung to her every curve.
Gradually the harem, except the three on their way to Brisbane, sat around the large table with Michael.
“Do you have those parties a lot?” Sandy asked.
“What party” Michael asked with mock innocence.
Becka threw a napkin at him. “We saw. It was awesome.”
“I thought you were going to stay in your room,” Rafaela said.
Maria burst out laughing. “We wanted you to watch. Not to join us, but to show you how much love there is in this house.”
“Do you want us to join you?” Becka looked confused.
“We want you to be comfortable with our lifestyle. This summer you’ll be with us when we travel. We need you to understand who we are. We love my Dad and we love each other. I spent last night with him. I can’t describe how incredible a night we had. Tonight Shoshana and Nita will be with him.” She paused, looking to Michael to explain.
“You are my children now. I promised your mother that I would protect and help you find your way. You saw how much love there is in this house. You see the rings my women wear? Those rings are commitment rings. Our family commits to each other, body and soul.” He held up his ring with its many small stones. “One day, you may want to join us. But not until you have seen the other paths you can choose.” He saw both girls with uncertain eyes. “Questions.”
“Where are we going this summer?” Sandy asked.
The tension broke and laughter filled the house.

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Broken Birds, Part 6, Reunion

Part 6
Reunion
An exhausted Michael arrived in New York the following night. As he exited Customs, he saw a uniformed driver holding a card with his name. Surrounded by four bodyguards, Michael handed the man the handle of his suitcase and followed him to a waiting limousine. The contrast between the bustling terminal and Rafaela’s village could not have been more jolting.
As the limousine snaked deftly through traffic, he pulled out his phone and dialed Peter. After a moment his friend’s voice reassured him that his girls were safe. Though tired, Michael knew he had to debrief or lose more than half a day. Twelve hours more without Beth. Or Rachael.
Carrying a laptop, Peter met him at Michael’s home, several hours north of the city.
They sat at the kitchen table, each with a glass of wine. The anti-surveillance unit humming in the background.
Too tired for lengthy explanations, Michael was cryptic. He knew Peter would ask if he needed more information. “It was as set up. They’d paid David to get Rafaela out of prison. He didn’t or couldn’t come through for them, so they put pressure on him by threatening his family. When he ate a bullet, Tim’s men were too fast and got the information they needed before they could get there,” a sip of wine before he continued, “They wanted the trade we set up.” He looked at Peter.
Michael’s instincts snapped on high alert. “But you knew that.” He said softly.
Peter nodded sadly. Michael waited for an explanation.
“I’ve known Rafaela for a long time. I sued the bastards that raped her the second time. When Tim identified the men searching for Beth and Rachael as Zapatas, I couldn’t believe it. I contacted Miguel to see if it was true. He never responded. Then they contacted me right after David killed himself. When they found out what we had, they said they needed you to come as a negotiator, but they said that if I told you, the deal was off. They guaranteed your safety, but you were not to know that.” Peter searched his friend’s hard eyes.
He handed him a folded sheet of paper. “This should explain it.”
Love
You cannot know the joy in my heart as I wrote that word. Love.
You are back in your world and I in mine. When you said I was one of the women you love, my heart soared. I never said it, but I love you. How this can be true after just two days, I do not know. I only know that it is true.
Peter is a friend and would never have let you come if there was real danger. I am so sorry for the terror I forced you to live with, but it was my last chance for freedom.
Alice told me about you and I knew you were my last chance as a woman. You sounded too good to be true, so I had to see for myself.
I know you are far from perfect, but right now, I can only think of the good.
Beth and the Walsh women are as safe as I can make them. I hope I will soon be as well. After all, you invited me to join your harem.
At the end of this letter is an e-mail address. I have also sent a laptop that you can use to communicate with me. Please send e-mails to me only on that laptop.
I long for your arms around me, for your lips on mine

I pray that we will be together again someday, but if two days is all I ever have of you, I am content. The painful place inside of me is now filled with a warm glow and love.
Thank you Love
Rafaela
“You read it?”
Peter nodded.
“Tim’s said that all threats have been removed. There are apparently still a few credible threats, but he is dealing with them. He’s really pissed that they knew where the girls were. He’s still trying to figure out how.”
“Alice. Probably a tracking device hidden in her body. They didn’t do body cavity searches of the girls.” Michael said with a weariness of the soul at the multiple layers of betrayal he had just discovered.
“I feel like a damn puppet.” He said bitterly, anger seeping into his eyes.
Peter recoiled, knowing their friendship had been badly damaged.
“Michael. I’m so sorry. Once Rachael and Beth got together, it had to be this way. David was pure evil. So was Tom. The girls needed to heal, away from this place. The plan worked beyond our wildest dreams. The good guys won.” Peter was pleading.
Michael looked up with empty eyes.
“Peter, I love you as a friend, so you know I’ll get over it. I need to get to Beth and Rachael. Call Tim and make it happen. I need them now!” Michael began to cry as the incredible tension of the past year finally breached his emotional dam.
Peter reached for his sobbing friend, but Michael rejected his comfort.
“Get me to Beth!”
The car sped along the narrow mountain roads, though the leafless trees. A cold misting rain gave them a sad look as Michael looked out the back window. The window tinting made the day look even more depressing, yet his heart sang in anticipation.
Following his emotional meltdown, Peter and Tim shifted into high gear. Every man had his breaking point and they understood that Michael had reached his. 26 hours later he was nearly there.
Diversionary cars, private flight to Florida, long car ride to North Carolina. They traveled in a three-car convoy with rotational position.
The car took a gravel road leading to the cabins. They stopped at a roadblock about a mile from the houses and were inspected by several men wearing paramilitary gear and carrying short-barreled assault rifles. A .50 caliber rifle probably tracked them as well.
The girls stood together outside the cabin, Rachael having to restrain Beth from running at the moving cars.
As the car stopped, the back door of the second vehicle flew open and Michael darted out, running straight to them.
Beth broke free and jumped into his arms. “Daddy”. Over and over. Then she planted a lover’s kiss on his lips as they both squeezed hard.
Rachael had given them some time, but Michael noticed her standing beside them. He freed his right arm and brought Rachael into a group hug. Ripping his lips free of Beth’s, he pressed his lips longingly against Rachael’s.
Rachael was startled, but began to warmly return his kiss, opening her mouth slightly, their tongues dueling for a moment, her body responding immediately to his touch.
“Get a room!” Lynne blurted impatiently. She was miserable, cold and wet.
Michael broke the kiss and turned to walk to the cabins, his arms around Beth and Rachael.
“You’ve gotta be Lynne.” Michael chuckled. He released Rachael and started to stick out his hand, but Lynne jumped to hug him. He squeezed her close. She smelled fresh. She kissed him on the cheek.
“Hi Dad,” startling Michael.
Playing along Michael said “Dad, huh? Then I guess I can’t grab your ass, huh?” as he grabbed her ass. She giggled softly.
She released him with another swift kiss, this time on the lips.
“Shoshana?” A woman’s hug. She pulled her head back slightly and gave him a lover’s kiss. He felt his cock start to rise.
“Let’s get inside,” Rachael said softly.
Releasing Shoshana, he pulled Rachael back into a three-way hug as they led him to their cabin.
The cabin was relatively large. Three bedrooms and two baths with a kitchen along one wall and a large fireplace at the end of a large open living/dining area. Rustic, comfortable furniture filled the room.
Michael tried to be polite and started to sit on one of the couches so he could socialize. Beth wouldn’t let go, however and pulled him toward her room.
“I have to show Michael something,” she tossed over her shoulder, her blonde ponytail swinging from side to side.
As their door closed, Lynne said, “She’s going to rape him!”
Rachael turned the stereo on and turned the volume up a bit, chuckling to herself.
Inside the room, clothes flew in all directions. As the last sock came off, she was on him, kissing his lips, squeezing his cock and rubbing her painfully hard nipples across his chest.
He pulled her close and dropped his hand to cup her sex. She was actually dripping.
He picked her up and dropped her on the bed, quickly lying beside her. His last conscious thought was to have her on top as he might hurt her in other positions in his fuck lust.
She understood, swung a leg over his chest and grabbed his cock. It seemed much larger as she rubbed the head along her wet slit. She felt it at her opening and pushed down hard, putting months of need into the thrust. A flash of pain told her body to move slower. Knowing that she had Michael back allowed her to heed her body’s advice.
After a few more strokes, she was sitting with his entire cock in her. Her eyes had been closed during her impalement. She opened them, finding Michael’s eyes a peculiar shade of gray / green.
He’d almost cum with Beth’s first frantic push, but he barely managed to conquer his need. He watched her concentrate on the feelings as she jammed more and more of his pole into her tight tunnel. She was an incredible creature.
“Oh God, I need you,” she gasped.
He thrust upward a bit.
“No. Fuck me! I’m your slut!”
He began thrusting into her savagely while his hands rolled her hips in the lust dance he learned from Rafaela. The dance caused his cock to caress all of her tight tunnel. This was not making love. This was primal fucking.
She danced with her arms over her head as her climax built.
Michael took his right hand off her and placed his palm against her belly, just above her clit.
“I’m CUMMMMMMMMMMMMMINGGGGG,” she wailed
Michael’s thumb flipped across her clit and she screamed her delight. He could feel her vaginal muscles contracting and felt his own climax approaching. He jackhammered his cock into his beautiful daughter’s cunt. And let loose, still caressing her clit.
Finally she pushed his hand away and collapsed atop him, saliva leaking from the corner of her mouth.
They lay like that for a while as senses returned to normal, Michael’s softening cock still inside her.
“God, I needed that,” Beth whispered, only now realizing the music blaring from the living room.
She extended her arms and levered her torso off his chest so she could look into his eyes. She could feel his cock hardening.
“Twofer or a little rest?” she asked with an impish smile.
“I think we probably should get cleaned up and talk with the girls.”
The shower was too small for two people so Beth took hers first. While she was in the shower, he began unpacking.
As Michael came out of the shower, Beth was holding the sealed enveloped and package Rafaela had given him in Mexico. She looked up quizzically.
“What’s this?”
“I don’t really know. It’s from a woman named Rafaela. Long story Kitten. It really concerns Rachael and her girls more than us.” He tilted his head to the door.
Beth dropped the envelope and package back into his bag.
Rachael turned the music down when they appeared, grinning.
“First round goes to Michael. God did you scream!” Lynne teased.
“You’d scream too if he did it to you!” Michael thought, ‘Cheeky minx, my daughter.’
“I suspect we all would,” Rachael said, joining the game. Only her eyes said she was serious.
Michael detected the aroma of a roast as he realized he had not eaten all day, his stomach growling loudly.
Rachael cocked an eyebrow. “Let me guess, no food all day?”
Michael nodded sheepishly.
Rachael turned to go to the small kitchen and almost bumped in Shoshana who was carrying a small platter of cheese and shrimp.
“After all that exercise, I thought you’d be hungry,” she said giggling softly
He sat in the middle of the large couch, Bet beside him. He patted the other side, “Shosh.”
She smiled broadly as she wiggled close to him. Michael knew that of all his broken birds, Shoshana needed the most attention.
“For now just the basics because we have almost a year to catch up on. First, we’re safe. All contracts have been cancelled. You know David is dead?” The girls nodded as Shoshana snuggled closer, her head now resting on his shoulder. He reached and put his arm around here shoulders earning him a satisfied sigh.
“You know Tom is dead?” Again they nodded. “May he roast in hell,” Lynne added softly.
“We’ve filed a number of suits in your names. Most are now settled. We’ve also recovered the money David took out of your trusts. We need to get you,” nodding to Rachael, “to sign several affidavits, but the money is secure.”
Shoshana’s hand moved dangerously close to his cock. He gently moved it away bent his head to her ear and simply said, “we’ll talk later, OK?” She nodded impishly.
Rachael felt her heart hurt. Perfect handling of her little girl.
“The lawsuits and investigations pissed off a lot of people. Powerful people, so we’re still going to need security, so I think it may be best for us to stay together.” The Walsh women nodded enthusiastically as Beth stroked his arm.
“Making anything secure in a city is nearly impossible, so I think we need a new home. If someone wants to find us, they will, but I’d like to be in a place where we can see them coming,” he paused for comments, then continued, “Beth and I love being near the water. What about you guys?”
The girls looked to Rachael. “I think that would be good, but someplace warm! It gets fricking cold here!”
“Lynne?”
“So long as they speak English. I’m terrible at languages, except maybe Spanish.”
He looked down into Shoshana’s adoring eyes. “Someplace they can fix me,” she lisped.
Rachael almost cried.
Michael gave Shoshana’s shoulders a squeeze.
“That kind of narrows it down.” He pretended to think for a moment since he had the same parameters, “I’d suggest a place called Noosa. It’s in North Queensland, Australia. Near Brisbane. Warm. Great surfing. It’s on what they call the Sunshine Coast.”
Michael rose and got his briefcase and laptop from the room. He loaded a flash drive and played a video about Noosa and Brisbane.
When it finished, the girls had faraway looks on their faces. It looked so clean, warm and inviting.
Looking outside into the cold rain, Rachael blurted, “When do we leave?”
Michael got his satellite phone. He dialed Tim’s number.
“Tim, I think it’s Noosa,” looking over his shoulder at four enthusiastically nodding heads.” Michael listened for a moment, then said, “I agree, make it 12. How long? What about a moving holiday? I’ve gotta get these girls out of the boonies and Shosh to a surgeon. “ Another pause, “Yeah, I’m OK with that.”
He turned to his enthralled audience.
“Noosa’s going to take at least several weeks, so we have a choice. We can go to Raleigh to get Su
Shoshana treated and then go on a “Road Trip” or we can stay here and fly out in a couple of weeks.”
“Road Trip!” They shouted with glee. Michael knew that somewhere Tim was groaning.
His stomach growled alarmingly. “Can I please get something to eat?”
That night with the urgency of coupling a bit less, Michael tenderly made love to his little girl. Beth really liked being on top and danced herself to several orgasms again. When she slept in his arms, she snored softly.

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Alicia Saves Her Mother’s Job
By rutger5 (An Original Story Copyright 2011)
“No I understand that it has to be done. Once I make my final decision I’ll let you know who as well as informing the person affected. By Friday it will be finished Mr. Johnson. No it is very unfortunate that it’s come to this I agree. Yes sir I will speak to you soon.”
After I heard the click on the other end I hung up the phone and just sat there for a minute thinking. When I accepted my current position I understood that there might be times like this that I would be forced to do unpleasant tasks. Now I had a doozy ahead of me. The way the company did business left me with a limited choice and neither option was clear cut. I decided to follow the course I had discussed with Mr. Johnson, the company founder and president, as I felt under the circumstances it was the best way.
In spite of my decision I found myself sitting at my desk doing other work rather than taking the bull by the horns. Do it, I told myself, because no matter how hard it is for you it is much worse for the others involved. That steeled me enough to get up and head out of my office. Passing my administrative assistant Barbara on the way I walked out to the bullpen where the workers I supervised were located. Coming to the cubicle of the first person I needed to speak with I stuck my head in.
“Yes that is correct and if you have any future problems always feel free to call back. And thank you for doing your business with us. Good bye.”
Once she finished the call the woman looked up expectantly at me. This was going to be tough I knew.
“ Judy
ah Ms. Phillips, may I speak with you for a few minutes please?” I asked the woman before me.
A look of uncertainty flitted over her face after hearing how I addressed her but she quickly regained her composure and smiled at me.
“No problem Mr. Daniels, I’m free now” she replied.
“Would you please come to my office, it won’t take long” I told her.
She followed me to my office where I made sure to leave the door open. Though I didn’t wish anyone to overhear the conversation I felt it was prudent under the circumstances to make sure we weren’t alone unobserved. Once I sat behind my desk I looked up at Judy. She had joined the company around fourteen months ago and had done all that was asked of her so this wasn‘t easy.
“Please sit Ms. Phillips” I said indicating the seat on the other side of my desk. I observed her as she sat and I had to admit to myself she was still an attractive woman. Just north of forty years of age she had a voluptuous figure but dressed conservatively in keeping with our company dress code. A subdued light blue blouse buttoned to near her throat kept her ample bosom covered and a navy blue form fitting skirt that clung to her curves and reached her knees completed her clothing. Like many women she dyed her naturally dark hair a brassy shade of blonde and though it caught one’s eye, in my opinion, it would have looked better untouched. After she sat she giggled nervously as she was aware that something wasn’t right.
“This can’t be good if we’re formal Mr. Daniels” she sagely observed.
“No unfortunately it’s not for a good reason that we’re having this conversation. Let me cut to the chase then. As you may be aware the bad economy has been hurting this company’s bottom line for some time. The reason you found a job here was the person who held the position previously moved out of state. It wasn’t because the company was expanding at the time. The last quarter numbers are in and they are grim. I have been directed by Mr. Johnson that I have to terminate one of the workers I supervise.”
When I said that I saw all emotion drain from her face as she was confronted by the specter of the unemployment line.
“I understand Mr. Daniels” she said barely audible.
“Wait Judy” I told her “it isn’t certain that it will be you that goes. Hear me out first. The company policy is for the most part last in, first out. Exceptions can be made if a more senior worker is really doing a bad job but in this case I don’t think anyone under me is performing poorly. However you and one other worker started within a month of each other. So my choice has to be one of you and as of now I haven’t made my decision. To my mind you are both good workers and each of you brings some different strengths to the position but the unpleasant fact is one of you has to go. I’m letting you both know in case it was possible one of you might know of another position you could find plus when it happens I don’t want the affected party to be blindsided. I’m sorry about this and I’ll let you know my decision by Friday.”
“Thank you for that then sir. If you don’t need me then let me get back to my job while I still have one.”
She smiled wanly and stood up, doing her best to show no emotion. To be honest I was very impressed by her demeanor as I knew she was a single mother, with a daughter in her senior year of high school, and she was the sole supporter of the girl. Facing such uncertainty couldn’t be easy for her but she put on a brave front. As she left the office my eyes drifted to her shapely calves as well as her wide hips and large round posterior. Stop it I told myself feeling ashamed. Here I might be laying this woman off in less than a week and I had the nerve to check her out.
I waited a couple of minutes before again rising from my desk. No sense in putting it off, I might as well talk to the other employee now. The conversation followed a similar course with Chet Norris. The only thing I didn’t like was that he made a few disparaging borderline sexist comments about Ms. Phillips, as if as men we shared some solidarity because of that. I informed him that as far as I was concerned it was purely a numbers issue and that I wished neither had to go.
Truthfully I didn’t really blame him as I understood the situation he was in. Chet was divorced but he had a couple of kids who he paid support for and losing his job would not be a good thing. The problem for me, beyond the fact that I didn’t wish to fire either of them was that it really was a toss up. Flipping a coin or picking a card would resolve the dilemma as fairly as anything else I could do. Not wanting to think about it for a minute I decided to get a cup of coffee.
As I approached the company lunchroom I heard a voice speaking and I realized it was Judy Phillips. Since I didn’t hear any other voices I figured she was on her cell phone. That stopped me in my tracks as I didn’t wish to interrupt her call after our recent conversation. I turned to retrace my steps but I couldn’t help but overhearing some of what she said.
“Well thank God you didn’t buy that prom dress yet Alicia. What ever you do, don’t spend any money right now. No we can’t discuss it until I see you so it will have to wait until tonight. You’re not working, right? Okay wait at home for me baby because we really have to talk. Bye.”
Luckily I managed to reach my office before she returned to her desk and saw me. Her eavesdropped conversation only made me feel worse and I realized that I was feeling too much sympathy for her. If she was the one to go I couldn’t let my natural chivalrous inclinations overrule my head. It wasn’t until everyone had left for the day that I left my office again. Before she left my assistant Barbara spoke to me. Peering at me over her glasses she shook her head slowly first.
“You have to not let the pressure get to you Peter.”
“Easy for you to say, I’m the one who has to do it” I replied. As I was speaking Barbara bit her full lip.
“If you want I would do it for you but I doubt you’d let me.”
“No it’s my job and responsibility Barbara but thank you.”
“Good night then Peter and don’t stay too late.” She looked like she wanted to say something more but after standing in the doorway for a minute she turned and left.
I sat there around fifteen minutes before I roused myself to leave. Once I turned the lights off in my office I wandered through the bullpen. For some reason as I passed Judy’s cubicle I noticed the light on her phone flashing and I actually stepped in to answer it before I realized it was just indicating that a voicemail was saved. While there I couldn’t help but notice a couple of framed pictures sitting on Judy’s desk. One was of Judy and a young woman I presumed to be her daughter standing outside by a body of water. It was from a far distance so there wasn’t much detail of the two of them. They were both dressed in jeans and flannel shirts and it was probably taken on vacation.
The other was a head shot of her daughter in a standard school portrait style photo. She was smiling and her facial features certainly reminded me of Judy. The biggest difference was that Judy had a rounder, fuller face while her daughter’s was thinner, almost elfin. Also while Judy had bottle blond hair her daughter had long straight brown hair which complemented her big, brown eyes. Reluctantly I tore my eyes away from the pictures. I had no right to ogle the daughter especially when I might be firing her mother.
That night I went straight home and stayed in for the night. My sleep was interrupted a few times during the night but whatever disturbed me I can’t be sure of but I felt it was triggered by my unremembered dreams. At work on Tuesday I decided to not think about the looming lay off and work on other matters instead. The day moved much quicker and except for once where Judy had to consult with me over a client I was able to not think about it.
Wednesday followed the same routine but by the end of the day I couldn’t help but think about it. I really should make my decision by Thursday so I could appraise Mr. Johnson before announcing it on Friday. Again I was the last one out and this time I visited both Judy and Chet’s cubicles as if somehow this would make things clearer. It was another night I decided to forgo a trip to the fitness center and just head home.
While driving I realized I had no food at home so I decided to stop and pick up some fast food for dinner. It was early evening when I pulled into the lot for Burger-rama and headed inside. Surprisingly there was only one person ahead of me in line and in a minute I was at the counter ordering.
“Welcome to Burger-rama, may I take your order please?” the tiny young woman at the register said.
“Yes let me get the #4 combo with the side salad please” I replied my mind still preoccupied with work.
It took me another moment to realize that the woman was talking to me I was so distracted.
“Sir, what size drink do you want?”
“Medium” I said snapping to attention. As she rang up my order I looked at her and for some strange reason she looked familiar as if we’d met even though I’d never come here before.
“That’s $6.79 sir” she told me, so I handed her a twenty.
It was while she was getting my change that suddenly it hit me. In spite of the unflattering hat and polyester uniform recognition of who she was dawned in my brain.
“Oh my God, you’re Judy’s daughter” I blurted out.
She shot me a look like who the f are you and do you really know my mom? Not wanting to creep her out further I attempted to explain my outburst.
“I’m sorry for startling you but I work for the same company as your mother. You appeared familiar to me, and then I remembered your photo that your mother has prominently displayed on her desk.”
Her face lost the suspicious expression it had displayed and she smiled and for a second let me tell you it lit up the drab environ for a moment until the smile vanished as quickly as it appeared. As she handed me my change she studied my face as if it could give her the answer she sought.
“So you work with my Mom, huh? Funny she never mentioned she worked with any cute guys. Then you’ve probably heard some asshole is trying to fire her.”
I grimaced when I heard that statement but I couldn’t blame her up to a point. It was unlikely that Judy put it that way to her daughter but maybe she had. Either way it didn’t change things and if I was the villain then so be it.
“It’s not exactly like that but I understand where you are coming from.” I replied.
She handed me my bag while staring deep into my eyes.
“How is it then?”
“I’m the asshole” I told her “and I don’t want to lay off your mother or anyone else. But I’ve been ordered to let someone go by my boss and it is either your mom or one other worker. I wish it was neither but I don’t get to make that decision.”
After saying that I turned and left the store and headed to my car. It made more sense to eat in the parking lot than driving home as my burger would be stone cold before I arrived and nuked fast food is even worse than normal. Eating my food I stared straight ahead lost in a fog. Meeting Judy’s daughter only made it worse for my worried mind so once I scarfed down the burger I decided to go home where I could eat the salad. My hand reached for the key in the ignition when I heard a knock on the window. It startled me so much that I might have jumped if I wasn’t sitting down. As it was I managed to spill my iced tea all over myself.
Looking up I saw that it was Alicia, Judy’s daughter. I rolled down my window so she could talk to me as I attempted to blot my pants dry with a couple of napkins. She seemed to find that amusing and got a laugh at my expense.
“Hey can I talk to you a minute?” she asked.
“Sure” I answered.
As soon as I spoke she moved around to the passenger door and stood waiting until I unlocked the door. Alicia sat in the passenger seat and for the first time I really realized how tiny she was. Her feet barely reached the floor and her head didn’t reach the top of the seat. Once she made herself comfortable Alicia turned to me and spoke. Her words were rushed and came out in a breathless manner.
“First let me apologize for calling you an asshole even if I didn’t know at the time I was talking about you. My Mom kind of told me what is happening at the job but I’m just so pissed about it. After my parents divorced we moved here to the city for a new start and it was tough in the beginning on me. Now I have friends and a job even if it’s just in a fast food joint and things are okay and I wanted to start college in the fall. Now my Mom might lose her job. It just sucks is all.”
“Okay first thing is apology accepted, by the way my name is Peter Daniels and your nametag says you are Alicia, its nice to meet you. Listen, I understand that life isn’t fair and this is proof of that. No matter what I have to tell someone that they no longer have a job. If it works out for your mom then it will still be someone else kicked to the curb and I have to do it.”
“Well that is what I want to talk to you about. My Mom really needs this job and she really doesn’t know many people in the city who could help her find another one. I was wondering if there was ANYTHING I could do to convince you to keep her on.”
She fluttered her eyelashes at me as she said that but the next thing I knew was that I felt her hand touching my leg. It was tentative at first but as Alicia found her courage she squeezed it as her hand crept upward until it encountered both my package and my wet pants. Her big brown eyes met mine as she groped me between my legs.
“You’re all wet here from spilling your drink so maybe if I rub hard enough I can help dry your pants.”
It was pretty obvious what she meant and she immediately put her words into action. My manhood swelled in my trousers as her small warm hand vigorously worked back and forth on my growing bulge. Alicia smiled at me as her hand continued its rapid movement causing me to have an erection.
“Hmm it’s having a reaction, no doubt about that. Maybe what it really needs is some fresh air.”
The fingers on her other hand tugged at my zipper, pulling it down gently. This roused me to action as I’d just been sitting there in a state of shock while enjoying her manual stimulation. I pulled her hand from my zipper but her first hand slipped inside both my trousers and boxers. When Alicia touched my hard cock my resolve to resist her crumbled like a crushed cookie. She managed to work it out of my fly and into the light of day or rather evening.
“Nice piece” Alicia said in an apparently sincere tone before she leaned down and kissed the swollen head.
I let out a gasp at which point she turned her eyes up at me and winked. Her lips began kissing me up and down the full length of my erection. Alicia tugged at it now, freeing the whole length from its captivity and once it was all out she opened her lips wide and took it inside her mouth. Slowly she slid her wet lips down the skin as she swallowed more of me into her mouth. Her tongue was licking the underside just below the head and I could feel pre-cum seeping out of me into her welcoming mouth.
Alicia’s long hair cascaded down obscuring my view of what she was doing though I obviously could feel it fine. My hand pulled her strands of hair together so I could watch her head bob up and down on me. Alicia took me as deep as her mouth was able to and now worked her hand inside my fly so that she could fondle my balls. While she caressed them she increased the speed of her mouth on me as well when suddenly I felt my stomach tighten and my nuts tense up.
“I can’t take it – I’m cumming” I cried out but she took me even deeper when she heard this. It had been a while and I erupted with the force of a volcano. Alicia seemed surprised at the amount of thick, white spunk that filled her mouth but she doggedly continued sucking until my prick was spent. She had a big smile on her pretty face as she pulled off me and wiped away any stray bit of cum that escaped her mouth. She did a quick look in the mirror to make sure she hadn’t missed any and when satisfied of that fact her tongue sensuously ran along her red lips.
“How was that?” she asked me though we both already knew the answer.
“What can I say but incredible” I told her in reply.
“Do you think maybe my Mom can keep her job now?”
There was no way I could fight this at the moment so I just nodded affirmatively at her. Alicia smiled before leaning close to me where she could whisper in my ear.
“I’m on break now but I get off at nine. I’d like to thank you properly for what you’re doing so why don’t you pick me up then.”
She kissed me quickly and climbed out of the car and ran back toward the entrance as my eyes followed her closely. Damn, what have I let myself in for I thought to myself as I started the car. Once I reached home I did a fast tidying up of my apartment before jumping in the shower then changing my clothes to more casual ones.
The time was fast approaching nine when I pulled into the parking lot and pulled into a corner. In around ten minutes Alicia came out and headed over to me. Her long hair was now held in a pony tail with a scrunchy and she was wearing tight black jeans and a tee. The shirt fit her like a glove and though Alicia was pretty flat chested her nipples showed prominently making me believe she wasn’t wearing a bra. She slid next to me and greeted me with a kiss.
Her lips felt soft against mine and she now smelled of perfume, Poison I believe it was, as we kissed passionately. After a minute I broke our kiss as I was becoming very aroused making out with this tempting teenager.
“You know Alicia you don’t have to do anything more if you don’t want to” I stated.
“Oh but I want to. I got you off before so it’s only fair if you return the favor. Then once we’re even we can go from there because I love sex and being with older men.”
She snuggled against me as I started to drive and we hadn’t gotten far when her hand was teasing me by rubbing the inside of my leg. Part of me just wanted to floor the accelerator to get home faster but somehow I managed to follow the speed limit without crashing even with her distracting me by handling my equipment.
We had barely entered my apartment and locked the door when Alicia was all over me. Since I was a foot taller than she was I had to bend down to kiss her but before I had a chance to she was rubbing her body against mine while at the same time sliding her hand under my shirt. As her little hand moved across my flesh I positioned my leg between hers and pushed it against her mound. Alicia responded by grinding on my leg as our lips met again. With my arms wrapped around her my hands reached down and kneaded her buttocks. Though not large they were firm and well shaped and certainly not small for her frame.
Alicia broke our kiss and with a wicked grin took hold of her shirt hem and lifted the tee over her head revealing her torso. Her breasts as expected were two small bumps on her chest but her nipples were another story. They were pale pink, as large as marbles and definitely erect. I didn’t need an engraved invitation to spur me on but lifted her petite body and fastened my hungry mouth to her delectable treat. Now Alicia gasped as my teeth gently clamped on her while my mouth sucked on the areola and surrounding skin.
When I finally pulled my mouth free I noticed the pale breast flesh was reddened and flushed from where I had suckled. Wasting no time I turned my attention to her other nipple to which I gave the same attention. Alicia was squealing and squirming in my arms as I walked down the hall to my bedroom and not once did I release her bit from my mouth until I put her down on my bed.
Now I undressed, yanking my shirt up as I kicked of my shoes before unfastening then sliding my pants down and off. She had kicked her sneakers off but was having some difficulty in removing her jeans when I stepped in. My hands grabbed the material at which point I inexorably pulled them down her legs and tossed them aside. Alicia was now just wearing a tiny pair of red panties which inflamed me as if I were a bull.
I sprung on the bed landing next to her and making her laugh. My body covered hers and I managed to work my hips between her legs where I then humped against her panty covered mons. Alicia was breathing hard now as my burning lips traced a pattern on her slender neck and shoulders and before I knew it she locked her thin legs around my waist pushing me closer to her treasure.
My hips continued their rhythm of rubbing against her covered vulva and it was having a strong effect on Alicia. She was making little mewing noises while rocking her pelvis slightly to further enhance the pleasure she was receiving. My hip speed increased after which Alicia’s eyes clamped shut and she started to tremble gently. My teeth found her neck at which time she let out a moan and her muscles stiffened and tensed.
When she opened her brown eyes I feathered them with light butterfly kisses before tasting her sweet mouth. Her hands grabbed my butt and pulled me closer if that was possible. We kissed then and my tongue slipped between her lips where her tongue met mine and they entwined.
“Come on I want your big dick in me” she pleaded and though I intended to I also wanted to taste her essence first.
My lips began working down her body beginning at her throat and continuing across her collarbone before again briefly sampling her breasts but then continuing down. Next kissing down her flat tummy and probing her navel with the tip of my tongue before tracing the swell of her pubic bone and hip. Alicia parted her legs as widely as she was able to allow me total access down there.
My mouth bypassed her covered pinkness and instead my tongue ran along the soft skin of her inner leg until I reached her knee. Her rounded calf was the next body part to get my oral treatment after which I switched to her other calf. As my tongue worked its way to my desire I could see that her panties were soaked from the attention she had been getting. Now my fingers slipped under her waistband and with a strong tug I yanked them down exposing her most intimate area.
Now I was frozen and speechless as I beheld the charm of Alicia revealed. Her pussy was perfectly formed and proportioned for her body and the sheen from her juices only accentuated the beauty. She was pink of course with narrow lips that barely protruded from her pelvis and her core was soaked while a deeper shade of pink. Her pubic region was shaved and as hairless as a girls. I’m not sure how long I remained transfixed before Alicia nudged me with her foot impatiently.
That roused me from the spell I was under and wasting no more time I moved closer so that I could touch her with my eager tongue. It went straight to her opening like a heat guided missile where it probed her juicy goodness while delivering the intoxicating flavor to my taste buds. She was as delicious as ambrosia and I attempted to get my fill. I slurped away at Alicia, funneling her nectar to my waiting mouth but the more I licked her the more juice she produced.
Pausing for one moment I wet the tip of my thumb before resuming my liquid feast. Once my thumb started to rub her erect little nub Alicia’s body writhed in response, twisting about the bed but I continued to lick and fondle her. After bringing her to orgasm twice with this method her fingers worked through my short, dark hair and attempted to dislodge me but I refused to stop.
My jaw was beginning to ache now from its efforts but I still hadn’t gotten my fill of fragrant, tasty teenaged pussy. Working through my discomfort my tongue swirled in a circular motion buried inside her canal. It probed as deeply as it was able to reach, licking the woman sugar from her walls. When I felt her fingers tighten in my hair and her thigh muscles tense up my thumb increased its speed.
Alicia let out a moan as she climaxed and I finally moved. My tongue slipped out of her as my body moved into position, kneeling between her legs. Grasping my erection which felt harder than steel to me I pushed it to her gates of paradise. With one smooth motion I sank halfway inside her aided by the fact that she was soaked.
“Fuck” Alicia cried out as my thickness split her lips and worked deep. My arms hooked her legs underneath her knees and pushed them toward her chest further opening her charms to me. Slowly I worked deeper but since she was very tight it was slow going. Reversing course I pulled back until just my swollen head was in her. Then I drove hard almost working my full length in. One more time I pulled back and with the next thrust I bottomed out in her.
“Damn you’re filling me up with that big dick” she almost screamed at me but by this point I was almost in another world as her inner muscles clamped hard on me.
My body moved slowly, building a rhythm as I repeatedly sank to her womanly depths. A hand managed to find and tweak her nipple at the same time pleasuring Alicia even more. My speed increased as her pussy adjusted to my intrusion by stretching just enough to accommodate it while still fitting me like a glove.
Our flesh slapped together as my hips pumped my shaft in and out of her pink flower at an ever increasing pace. Both my hands now rested on the mattress giving me as much support as possible as I continued to pound Alicia hard and fast. My heart beat like a trip hammer in my chest as I slid in and out of her until I wondered how much longer I could last. Alicia’s nails raked across my back, the result of me once again pushing her to the heights of bliss.
With a few more deep thrusts I felt my own nirvana arrive as I swelled deep inside her. My body collapsed onto Alicia as I felt myself spraying her insides with my sperm. My body shuddered with relief as her pinkness milked me of every drop of cum inside me.
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The next afternoon I called Mr. Johnson and even though I had made my decision I was in a state of mental turmoil. As much as I’d enjoyed my session with Alicia it left me feeling guilty and troubled. I was so distraught that I was seriously considering resigning after announcing my decision. It wasn’t that keeping Judy employed was the wrong decision and I had been leaning that way for other factors. Still I had sex with Alicia with the understanding it would influence my decision and that seemed unethical to me.
“Barbara can you get me Mr. Johnson on the phone” I told my assistant through the intercom.
“Right away sir” was her reply.
While I waited for the call to be placed I decided to wait before announcing my resignation until some time passed so as not to jeopardize Judy’s position. Somehow I doubted that she had influenced her daughter to throw herself at me to secure her position. Under the circumstances I couldn’t blame Alicia but only myself for thinking with my small head.
“Mr. Johnson on line one sir” came Barbara’s melodic voice over the intercom interrupting my thoughts.
“Hello Mr. Johnson, I just wanted to inform you that I’ve made my decision. I thought I should inform you first and this way if you have any concerns you can let me know before I announce it tomorrow.”
“No, no Peter, I told you it was your call and I’m prepared to accept it whichever way it goes. So what’s it going to be?”
“For a couple of reasons I decided to retain Ms. Phillips and let Chet go. I believe with his contacts he’s more likely to find new employment quickly and also with his background in sales he’s more used to hustling.”
There was a moment of silence on the line before I heard chuckling on the other end.
“I tell you Pete sometimes it’s scary how people think alike. I was talking to my old friend Jeb Burnett and if you decided to go the way you’re going he informed me he had an opening for Chet. Of course if you went the other way it would have been your decision and I would have respected it. Good work my boy, talk to you soon and after you inform Chet tell him to come see me. Wait until tomorrow to tell him though so we can get the last bit of work out of him.”
After I hung up the phone I felt an immense sense of relief. Since my decision dovetailed with Mr. Johnson’s there was nothing to feel bad about although I knew it had been a close call on that. With a relieved mind I worked straight through the afternoon knowing that both employees would have jobs in the future. Since I felt I’d been slacking off a bit lately due to the distraction of the lay off decision I continued working beyond my normal quitting time as I completed a review of an employee project. I was just wrapping up with some comments onto my computers voice recorder when the sound of a knock interrupted me.
“Mr. Daniels may I speak with you a moment?”
Looking up from my desk I saw Judy Phillips standing at the doorway before me with an anxious expression on her attractive face. Stopping what I was doing I waved Judy into the room. As she came in I couldn’t help but notice that she pulled the door closed behind her and that her blouse had a number of unfastened buttons. My eyes were drawn to the valley of her ample cleavage like a fly lured by honey which she observed with a knowing smile. Instead of sitting Judy remained standing but she leaned toward me providing me with a view almost to her navel.
“Mr. Daniels might I speak frankly to you? I have always found you to be attractive and if not for the company’s frowning on office romances I surely would have invited you out for a drink, me being a lonely divorcee and all.”
“Judy I assure you this isn’t necessary
”
“Oh no Peter it is” as she said this Judy leaned so close that her breasts were inches from my face and as she did I felt one hand touch my knee while the other reached around to the back of my head. Pulling me forward my face was buried in her bountiful bosom effectively silencing me.
“And now with this possibly being the end of me working here I had to let you know as well as to give us both a chance to grab life with both hands possibly causing you to reconsider if I was the one to go.”
After saying that Judy’s hand moved from my knee higher up until it reached my already growing erection. For my part once my face came in contact with her soft skin and I inhaled deeply of her scent I was caught up in the moment and both my hands seized Judy’s big ass.
“Unbutton my blouse” she whispered and soon it was done showing her soft full figure to my hungry eyes. Judy reached her hand back and unhooked her bra before slowly allowing the straps to slide down her milky white shoulders. She waited a minute teasing me until she pulled the fabric away freeing her large breasts. Each was more than a handful and hung from the weight. Both the nipples and areolas were large and of a reddish hue and were standing at attention. When I tried to lean forward to bring my lips into contact with the mouth watering treats she put her hand up motioning me to stop and shook her head no.
“First I want you to drop your pants Peter and no arguing.”
Raising my ass a little off the chair allowed me to slip my pants down to my knees freeing my engorged member. It swayed as my body moved but was pointing straight upward.
“Judy about the job
” I began before she put her finger against my lips shushing me.
“Ssshh Peter, I don’t want to know yet. This is a one time thing, either I leave and never see you again or I stay and we can’t do this because of company policy. Well maybe if we both get drunk at the Christmas party we can kiss under the mistletoe or something. So lets just do this.”
After saying that Judy sank to her knees in front of me. Her hand reached out and took hold of me by the base while her red lips kissed their way up my thigh. When she reached my erection Judy continued holding it upright as the tip of her tongue touched the hot skin just above her hand and she proceeded to run it up my full length. Her course wasn’t a straight one but instead followed a zigzag route from base to head. Once at the summit she lapped up the clear liquid that had already leaked in anticipation.
“Mmm tasty” Judy purred as her tongue then plunged down the other side where it blazed a trail to the bottom. Next she licked it in a circular pattern actually going around and around as if it was a barber’s pole. Sometimes she used just the tip but also used the whole tongue but no matter how much it was Judy continued lashing me until I was mad with desire. My hand seized her dyed locks with the intention of directing her to a different tactic but Judy countered by placing her free hand against my midsection and resisting.
“What’s the matter Peter? Do you want me to suck your big hard on?”
“Please Judy I don’t know how much more I can take” I pleaded.
Her brown eyes met me and she smiled and the next thing she did was move her mouth above me and one more time her tongue flicked at my head making me groan. Then opening wide she took my head and the top of my shaft in her wet, willing mouth. With her lips wrapped around me it felt even better as her tongue teased my head. Judy inched downward until my head met the entrance to her throat at which point she pulled back. Her head started to bob up and down taking me as deep as her mouth was able with each movement. Her saliva coated my skin and her hand spread it my length as Judy stroked the portion of my cock which didn’t fit in her mouth.
Suddenly she pulled her head off me with a popping sound and once again her tongue ran along my sensitive underside. I looked down at her and discovered that her hand which wasn’t holding me was between her legs and making small movements there. Seeing where I was looking Judy suddenly stood then straddled me and raised her skirt. This revealed that her black panties were pulled to the side exposing her wet pussy. I had a quick glimpse of dark curly pubic hair and a large hard clit above her swollen lips until Judy lowered herself down.
Her hand still encircled my shaft and unerringly guided my manhood between her slick vaginal lips. She grunted as my wide head penetrated her opening but Judy didn’t pause at all on her descent. She slid down my pole until I was buried deep in her wetness and her breasts pressed to my face. As I kissed them she began to rotate her hips in a circular motion keeping my full length inside her hungry pussy.
My arms hugged her close as my hands held her lower back close to me allowing her to rock on my lap. Her internal muscles squeezed me as she moved around doing their best to push me to the release of orgasm. Her blowjob had stimulated me greatly and her powerful pussy muscles finished the job. After a particularly strong muscle contraction I felt myself swell as the white liquid heat flowed up my shaft and into Judy’s waiting delta.
“Yes Peter cum in me baby, that feels so good. How do I feel baby, not bad for a woman my age?”
“You are incredible Judy and what’s that about your age” I gasped as she continued to milk me.
“Well I certainly have some years on you. Are you even thirty? But either way you can thank my c-section for me staying nice and tight for you.”
“I’ll be thirty next year” I mumbled “ but you are certainly tight. I don’t think it will let me soften its got me so tightly.”
“Don’t even think about losing your hard on baby. Now its my turn baby, you’re young enough that you should be able to go again without resting first.”
Judy wrapped her arms around my neck and began to ride me hard. Now she bounced up and down, rising up until just my head remained in her honey pot before slamming down all the way. My hips began thrusting up to meet her on the way down making her moan like crazy. We continued like this until we were bathed in sweat in spite of the a.c. running.
Finally she whispered in my ear that she was close at which point we somehow managed to increase our speed. When her eyes shut and she bit her lip I thrust a number of times burying myself to the balls while clamping my mouth on her left breast and nipple. Judy came like gangbusters then calling out my name as she shuddered. My hips continued their rhythm as I again irrigated the depths of her canal.
Judy sank her head against my shoulder as our bodies slowly recovered from our carnal exertions. When sufficiently recovered she raised her head and again met my gaze.
“Okay Peter, I’m ready now. I feel so good that even firing me won’t wipe the smile off my face, at least not right away.”
“Judy you have to promise me that you will be a good girl and not say anything until its official, okay?”
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The next morning I arrived a few minutes late as my body was still recovering from the previous nights debauchery. The first thing I did was head to Chet’s cubicle. His eyes had a haggard look as if he hadn’t slept well and once I arrived he practically jumped to his feet. There was no need for preliminaries so I got right to it.
“Chet you know this isn’t about you or the job you’ve done but I have to let you go. But before saying or doing anything please go and see Mr. Johnson. Good luck.”
He just nodded as if he expected to hear what he did and walked off in the direction of Mr. Johnson’s office. Next I headed to see Judy at her desk. When I arrived her head was down and she was working. After speaking with her I left the cubicle allowing a couple of co-workers to congratulate her for retaining her position. Before I reached my office I ran into Chet who was returning already. He looked pleased at the turn of events and smiled and shook my hand.
“Well I guess its for the best or at least a lot better than it could be under the circumstances” he said to me before I slapped him on the back as he went on his way.
I breezed past Barbara as I entered my office and sat down. She had followed me in and shut the door behind her.
“Well that’s over with now” she stated emphatically. “Now maybe you can return to normal instead of being so distracted that you do silly things.”
“Barbara I know its affected me some but
”
“No buts Peter. However it doesn’t matter because I’ve been vigilant in protecting you.”
As Barbara said this she walked closer and unless I was mistaken I detected the scent of perfume which was unusual to say the least.
“I mean really Peter with what you were up to last evening and being so careless about it.”
Barbara clucked her tongue and though I did my best to show nothing outwardly, inside I was flabbergasted. She perched her willowy frame on the corner of my desk and smoothed out the skirt portion of her dress.
“If one is going to be a naughty boy then one should at least stop making an audio recording to make sure that there is no evidence.”
My jaw dropped as I remembered what I had been doing the previous evening when Judy arrived. The whole episode must have been recorded and Barbara in the course of her duties had discovered it.
“Well don’t worry Peter, no one will find it now. If the wrong person had heard it they might have thought that Ms. Phillips had shamelessly offered her body to you to keep her job and you were complicit and accepted. I know the truth however, that she really couldn’t help herself as you are so damn attractive and the thought of never seeing you drove her to temporary insanity. I know I’ve been on the verge since I started working for you.”
To be honest I was shocked at what she said but what she did next stunned me. Barbara sat on my lap and wrapped her arms around me as she wiggled her supple bottom.
“From now on if you have an “itch” that has to be scratched let me know. I guarantee that I don’t disappoint. In celebration of our new understanding Peter, I’m making a reservation for dinner at a little Italian place near where I live. This way if we have too much wine we’ll be close to my place. Don’t worry I have a toothbrush just waiting for you and I don’t think you’ll be needing pajamas. I plan on bringing a report with me just in case we run into someone from the office so we have plausible deniability. You have to learn to use your head Peter.”
She turned and kissed me and it was quite pleasant especially when she worked her agile tongue into my mouth. After a minute she broke the kiss and got off me, again smoothing her skirt. Barbara fixed her lipstick before heading for the door. As I watched her go I noticed her slim hips positively swayed as she walked out. This was going to be an interesting evening for sure.
THE END
By rutger5 (An original story – copyright 2011)
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Boy Did My Daughter Surprise Me Chapter 2

Chapter 2
I sat in front of my computer stroking my throbbing dick thinking about what my daughter was doing in her room right then, knowing she was doing it for me. I couldn’t help but wonder how far this was going to go, will she want more of me and what she thought about my dick. I think my dick is a fairly big one compared to the pictures on the forum, it is 9 ÂŒ inches long and a little more than 2 inches thick I have measured it. I really wanted to know things about her she wouldn’t tell me and just how dirty she was. I clicked on the tab that had her profile on it, when I did it showed I had a friend request. She had sent it to me, I accepted it and clicked on her album. She had added 9 new pictures so I clicked the first one, my heart about stopped. There was my beautiful little girl on her knees on her bed with her ass in the air wearing a white lace thong, I still couldn’t see her face. The next one was similar but she had pulled the thong down leaving it stretched across her thick butt cheeks still hiding her pussy. The next ones continued the removal of her panties until she was showing her slick shaved slit. I clicked the sixth picture to find her on her bed with her legs spread turning her head still not showing her face. The next two show the progression of her hand going between her legs until the last one showed her with a finger between her smooth lips. She never showed her face in them. I clicked through them again admiring her beautiful body amazed at what she had done. I noticed a new message so clicked the tab with my profile and opened it.
“So what do you think? I hope you liked them, if you did I can take some more. I enjoyed taking them, it’s a real rush knowing my dad is in the other room. Is that the only picture of your dick you have I would like to see more of it, its bigger than any I have seen in person.”
“I loved them, you have one of the best asses I have ever seen. I would love to see more but I don’t want you to get caught by your dad. I have more pictures of myself, what would you like to see? Thankyou for the compliment but how many have you seen to compare it to?”
“I think my butt is big but everyone seems to like it. I wont get caught my dad is probably in his room watching porn, what kind do want I have some old ones on my computer or I can take some new ones. Do you have any more of it hard or in your underwear I like those. I have only seen a few, mostly my dads and his friends when theyre over here and a couple boys at school that I gave blowjobs to. I like the older ones better but I rarely get to see them hard, mostly when theyre peeing or changing clothes but none of them are as big as yours.”
“I like the self pics taken in a mirror but I look forward to seeing any of them, I will email you some if that’s ok. You can email me any time you want, you have my address. Does your dad know you look at his and his friend’s dicks? When do you see his, I want to know incase my daughter is looking at mine. LOL. I cant wait to see more of your sexy panties.”
“I know his friends have caught me looking at theirs and I think sometimes they do it on purpose. I really like it when I run around the house barely dressed and I can see them getting a hardon in their pants, some of them try to hide it and some are proud of it. Daddy sleeps naked so I go in his room and look at his while he is asleep, I have peeped through the bathroom window and watched him jack off before he showers. He would kill me if he knew that. I bet your daughter has seen yours too, all the girls at school talk about seeing their daddy’s dicks. I don’t have any mirror pics I will take some now though. I am really enjoying showing you my pictures, I hope you are too. Feel free to email those to me.”
Curious if she was serious about taking the mirror pics I went into the kitchen and pretended to be getting something to drink, I knew she would have to go to her bathroom to take them. I was standing at the refrigerator when I saw her stick her head out her door. Seeing me she stepped back in her room and quickly came back out wearing a long shirt and went into the bathroom. I could see her trying to hide her camera behind her back as she closed the door. After hearing her lock the door I knew she was taking more pictures. I turned off the lights and stood in the kitchen rubbing my stiff dick waiting for her to go to her bedroom. I guess she thought I was gone, she opened the door and threw her shirt into her room and walked to her room. I watched her naked body as she went to her room carrying her camera in one hand and I could see something blue in the other. After she locked her door I went back to my computer and gathered a few pictures of myself to send her being careful not to send any that I had already posted on the forum or any that you could see my face. I sent two of me limp hanging in front of me, three of me hard and two of me in my underwear that I had cummed in. After I hit send I couldn’t believe what I had just done, what if she recognized something in the background from our house. My heart pounded as I waited on her email, looking through the house to see if she was coming.
“I really liked the ones of you hard but the ones of you cumming in your underwear really made me horny, im going to have to finish myself now. Hope you enjoy the pictures, ill try to send some more tomorrow.”
I opened the first picture, she was standing in her bathroom facing the mirror wearing only a pair of blue panties. The second one was similar except she was cupping her breast in her hand. The third she had her back to the mirror showing her thick butt in the blue lace boy shorts. The next was a side shot still wearing her panties, it really showed her curves it was my favorite. I stroked my swollen cock as I clicked the next pictures, the next ones she was naked from both front and back. When I clicked the last one I couldn’t help but to shoot my load, she was standing facing the mirror with her legs spread. Her finger was pulling up on her hood that hung over the blue silk panties that her pussy consumed half of. As I was squeezing the rest of my cum out I got a message.
“I hope you enjoyed my pics, I enjoyed yours. I need to go I have school tomorrow. I look forward to hearing from you again, I hope I can trust you. Sweet Dreams!”
“Yes I love your pics, the last one was more than I could handle. You can trust me, afterall I can get into trouble not you. Talk to you later.”
As I was about to close my window I received a new message.
“Just wanted to give you one more tonight, hope you like it.”
I opened the picture to see my daughter sitting in her bathroom, legs spread with her hairbrush shoved in her with just the end barely hanging out of her slick pussy. I knew right then I had to go get the hairbrush and check it out. I waited til I saw her light turn off and went to her bathroom, the brush was laying on the sink. I closed the door and picked up the brush, the handle still wet with her juices. While holding it to my nose taking in the scent of a horny virgin I knew I had to taste it. Holding it from the bristle side I took it in my mouth, the taste of her surprised me. It tasted nothing like the women I have had lately, so sweet I could only imagine how it would taste to run my tongue across her virgin hole. After sucking all her juices from the brush I laid it back on the sink and returned to my room. With my dick throbbing I sat at the computer looking at the last picture stroking it. I clicked through the pictures she had sent me still amazed at how sexy she was, it didn’t take long until I was ready to explode. I shot my second load into the towel I had by the chair. After closing my screen I laid on my bed, drained from the excitement I fell right to sleep.

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It’s Jeffs Turn

It’s Jeffs Turn
Sitting in his office at the back of his house, Jeff scratched his stubbly chin in thought, desperately trying to find a way to make the numbers work. His boss had been on his back to balance the company accounts but they just seemed to be losing money no matter what he tried. Sighing he stood up and walked into the kitchen to find something to eat, maybe a break was what he needed.
As he leaned into the fridge he heard the front door open, followed by the unmistakable laughter of his 19 year old daughter Danielle. Looking up from the fridge he watched her walk into the kitchen, her hand locked with her boyfriend Garth, a quite boy, but she was happy and he treated her right so who was Jeff to complain, though he occasionally felt a pang of jealousy seeing them together, she was still his little girl in his eyes.
“Hi daddy” The young brunette said happily, Garth standing silently and shyly behind her
“Hello princess” Jeff replied “Hi Garth”
“Hello Mr Parsons” Came the meek reply. Jeff grinned to himself at how after so many months the boy still felt intimidated
“Garth, please, I told you before, call me Jeff”
“Daddy can we borrow some money to go bowling?” Danielle said before Garth could open his mouth
“You know I would normally princess but this month has been really difficult. How about we all go out bowling after my next payday”
“OK daddy, that sounds fun” She said, jumping up to wrap her arms around Jeffs neck “Thank you”
And with that she grabbed Garths hand and ran out of the kitchen, up the stairs and into her bedroom, half dragging the poor boy behind her.
He knew there was nothing he could really do about Danielle sleeping with Garth, but the parent in him wanted to walk into her bedroom and pull his arms off, quickly pushing the thoughts aside he returned to making his sandwich. Before long he could hear the bed banging against the wall and the muffled screams of his only child. He thoughts this time turned to Danielle, her tanned legs looked so good in that short skirt and the way her teenage breasts strained at her top. Jeff stared blankly at the wall, taking a bite from his sandwich as he realized what he was thinking.
“Damn it old man, you know you can’t do that” He whispered to himself
Since his wife had left 2 years ago it had just been Jeff and Danielle in the house, he hadn’t dated at all and as far as he knew Garth was the only guy in Danielles life, he was happy for her, but he wanted to protect her, and occasionally over the years he had caught glimpses of her he really shouldn’t have, a brief flash of underwear when she bent over, bumping into her in the hallway as she walked out of the bathroom wrapped in only a towel, and one time he had accidentally wandered into the bathroom while she was in the shower. She had asked him politely but firmly to leave, knowing he couldn’t really see much through the frosted glass.
The memories of that day came rushing back and Jeff found himself craving more, part of his brain saying “Go, go, get some more” And a slightly more rational part say “What are you thinking, she’s your daughter” Finishing his lunch Jeff put his plate in the sink and returned to his office to get back to working out how to get the company making money again. His job was on the line but he couldn’t focus, rubbing the palms of his hands against his eyes he sighed dejectedly and clicked on a link to one of his favourite porn sites, reaching over to lock the door while the page loaded.
Searching through the videos he came across a girl that looked a bit like Danielle, he felt his cock twitch and before he knew it he had clicked on the video. A couple of minutes in he realized it was a dad/daughter incest role play scene and this fact grabbed his attention, pulling his cock out from it’s confines he proceeded to jack off to the video. The foreplay was over fairly quickly and his cock was throbbing as he watched the ‘dad’ on screen slowly pushing his shaft into the teen, closing his eyes Jeff thought of his daughter upstairs being pounded by Garth, wishing it was him instead. An idea formed in his mind as he felt his climax approaching, looking back at the screen the girl was now riding the older man furiously, she screamed “Oh daddy I’m cumming” and those words pushed Jeff over the edge and he shot his cum under the desk, spraying the underside of the wood with his sperm
Sitting back in his chair panting slightly he picked up the wet wipes nearby and started to clean up, first himself, then his desk, throwing the used wipes in the bin as he leaned back and ran his plan through his mind. Searching through the drawers in his desk he quickly found what he was looking for, a small remote webcam he’d gotten as a promotional item, he’d never been interested in using it, but couldn’t seem to bring himself to throw it away, a fact he was now glad of as he put his plan into action
“Dani can you come downstairs for a minute” Jeff shouted from the living room, using the name she preferred, kids these days, never enough spare time to say full words anymore it seems
“Down in a second dad” Came the reply from the other side of her closed door. Jeff heard bed springs creaking and the unmistakable sound of 2 horny teenagers rushing around trying to find their clothes, grinning to himself he walked into the kitchen as he heard Danielle skipping down the stairs
“What is it daddy?” She asked oh so innocently
“I felt bad about not having money for bowling so why don’t you go out and get some ice cream” He answered, handing her what little cash he had left
“Thank you daddy” She said happily, kissing his cheek as she ran over to Garth coming down the stairs. She told him what was happening and without another word dragged him half running out of the house and into her car
“No princess, thank you” Jeff muttered quietly to himself as he heard them pull out of the driveway
Wasting no time he ran up to his daughters bedroom and opened the door. A typical teenage girls bedroom greeted him, she may be 19 but she was refusing to let go of her childhood, the walls were pink, the furniture was pink, the bedsheets, all pink, and a pile of stuffed toys in the corner of the room, also mostly pink. He scanned the room looking for the best spot to plant his new favourite toy, somewhere obscure but with a good view, somewhere that wasn’t frequently visited. Eventually he found a spot on the shelf above the door, more stuffed toys of various shapes, but also fairly dusty, showing lack of interest in the location on his daughters part. Angling the camera towards the bed he could tell the view would be perfect, side on to her bed. Jeff slipped out of the room and into his own across the hallway, turning on his laptop and loading the program for the camera
“Oh hell yes” He said to himself, rubbing his hands in anticipation as he realized just how good his view was going to be. He closed the laptop and went back to his office to work, the days events so far helping him relax a little and the thought of what he might see later on allowed him to concentrate on his job for the first time today.
An hour or so later he heard a familiar engine pulling up the driveway, the slam of a car door and then the living room door creaking open
“Hi kids” He shouted from the office
“It’s only me dad, I dropped Garth off at home” Jeffs heart sank a little as he realized he wouldn’t get a chance to watch his daughter get fucked later that night “Oh well” he thought to himself “There’s no rush”
“I’m gonna put a movie on” Came Danielles voice from behind him as she poked her head through the office door
“Take a break and come watch it with me” With that she took his hand and pulled him out of the chair and into the kitchen
Settling down on the couch Danielle snuggled up to Jeff as the movie started, some teen chick flick, he was never interested but he loved the time spent with the only woman in his life. About 20 minutes into the movie Danielle sat up and stretched, pausing the film
“I’m a little chilly, I’m gonna grab a blanket, be right back daddy, don’t go anywhere” And she hopped up and quickly ran up the stairs, Jeff watched her short skirt flapping around and revealing her white panties as she ran, his cock starting to grow. A couple of minutes later she reappeared holding a blanket and had changed into her pyjamas, a pink strappy top and pants combo, she flopped down next to him on the couch, pulled the blanket over them both as she snuggled up to her dad and resumed the film. Jeff shifted slightly so she wouldn’t feel his bulge straining to be released
Another 20 minutes rolled by and his cock was still hard, pointing towards the teenager as if hinting at his secret desires, he let out a small groan at the thought, quickly trying to cover it up before Danielle noticed, but he wasn’t quite fast enough
“What’s up daddy?” She asked, looking up at him with her sparkling green eyes
“Nothing princess, I guess I just miss your mother now and then”
“Me too daddy” She said, snuggling in closer as he put his arm around her shoulder
“I know you do honey, but she left us, we have to deal with that”
“We don’t need her anyway, we have each other” Danielle reached up and kissed her dad innocently on the cheek and then rested her head back on his chest
The movie finished and Danielle asked if Jeff wanted to watch another one, he nodded though he wasn’t really watching the TV, he was lost in his thoughts, thoughts of his own daughter, the beautiful teenager who was snuggled up to him for the night, the one he was sharing a warm blanket with, the one girl he knew was off limits
“Mmmm that feels nice daddy” He heard a voice say, bringing him back into reality and he realized he was rubbing his hand up and down her arm. Not wanting to seem distracted or to alarm her he continued, enjoying the feeling of her soft skin against his hand, he kissed the top of her head tenderly
“I love you daddy” She said happily
“I love you too princess” He replied
“I think I’m going to go to bed after this movie” Danielle announced
“OK honey, well I’m going to head up now, don’t stay up too long” She sat up to let him stand and he kissed her cheek, her arms going around his neck for a quick hug
“Goodnight daddy”
“Goodnight princess”
Jeff lay in his bed, unable to sleep with the thoughts of Danielle running through his head, he was slowly stroking his manhood, not interested in pleasure so much, just gently stroking to the image of his daughter behind his closed eyelids. He had heard you go into her room a while ago, losing track of time he had no idea how long it had been, so he decided to open up his laptop and check the camera. The room was dark so he turned on the night vision mode, the room suddenly lighting up in different shades of gray, the sight that was waiting for him made his jaw drop and his cock almost burst. Danielle was lying on top of her blanket, naked but for a pair of gym socks, one hand squeezing her firm breast and the other hand between her legs, slowly pushing a dildo in and out of her tight hole
Not believing his luck Jeff remembered there was a microphone function on the camera, reaching for the volume controls before he stopped himself, too risky to put the sound on in case she heard, he reached into his bedside table and pulled out his iPod, taking the headphones and plugging them into the laptop. Her quiet moans instantly made him even more aroused and he turned the volume on the headphones up while he loaded a recording program. He heard her shuffling around in the background while he got the program running, linking it to the webcam the image came up on screen again and he smiled, pressing the record button and wrapping a hand around his rock hard cock
Danielle was up on her knees, a pillow between her legs, evidently the dildo was still inside her, the pillow offering resistance as she pushed down against the toy, both hands on her breasts, squeezing and pinching the nipples, her moans becoming more rapid, more urgent, more lust driven. Jeff was pumping his cock in his fist getting closer and closer to climax, determined to orgasm at the same time as his daughter on the screen, then she said 4 words that would change his life forever
“Cum in me daddy” she said, not so loud to be heard outside her room, but with pure lust and passion and sexual desire. Jeff sat there stunned, his mouth open in shock, barely even noticing the cum flying out of his cock and splattering the screen. He blinked twice and regained his composure, cursing under his breath at the mess he made he quickly wiped the screen clean and watched her put her pyjamas back on and crawl under the blanket, quickly falling asleep, a smile clearly plastered across her beautiful face
Jeff sat in bed for a while replaying the video over and over again, listening to her say those magic words again and again, pinching himself to make sure it wasn’t a dream. Eventually closing the laptop he lay back and tried to sleep again, but just as before he was plagued with thoughts of his sweet daughter, only now with more depth and desire. Looking over at the clock he could clearly see the bright blue readout say 2:17am. Thoughts and idea racing through his head he decided it was now or never
“It’s Jeffs turn” he said to himself as he stripped himself naked and crept quietly out of his room and into his daughters, closing the door as quietly as possible behind him he waited for a moment for his eyes to accustom to the darkness
He could see her clearly against the pink bed sheets now and he silently crept over to her, tapping her on the shoulder once, twice, no response, he knew she had always been a heavy sleeper. Pulling the blanket back he could see her nipples poking against her top while she lay on her back, gently lifting her top up from her tummy and over her breasts, exposing them to his lustful gaze. Tentatively he reached out and took one breast in his hand, his cock achingly hard as he gently squeezed the firm yet supple flesh, rubbing his thumb across the nipple, making it stand up firm, like a pencil eraser
Growing a little bolder he took a breast in each hand, squeezing, kneading, rubbing, Danielle let out a quiet moan and Jeff froze, pulling his hands back slowly he moved closer to her face, looking into her eyes for signs of movement…….nothing, phew she’s still fast asleep. He gently pressed his lips against hers, feeling the softness and struggling with all his willpower not to rush himself and scare her
Reluctantly breaking the kiss he made his way down her body, kissing and licking her firm nipples before kissing his way down her tummy, circling her belly button with his tongue and continuing further down until he reached the waistband of her pyjama pants, taking a deep breath he hooked his fingers into the elastic and slowly pulled down, lifting her ass ever so slightly to allow the fabric to pass under unobstructed he let out his breath slowly as he easily slipped the garment off her legs, throwing it to the floor
He stood there for a while admiring his 19 year old daughters perfect body, firm round breasts, a smooth flat stomach and a pussy covered in short dark hair. While he liked girls to be shaven or trimmed there was nothing sexier than the fur covered pussy in front of him right now. He licked his lips as he slowly lifted her knees and spread her legs, exposing her moist pussy to him completely. Heart racing he leaned forward and sniffed her womanly scent, inhaling her musk, the sweet smell of her juices mixed with her perfume and a hint of shower gel. Sticking his tongue out he ran it tenderly from her hole up towards her clit, she moaned slightly and shivered, but he was too far gone to care now. Danielles pussy was soaking wet, practically dripping, he had come this far there was no point turning back now.
Positioning himself above her Jeff lined his cock up at her soaking wet hole and slowly pushed against her, feeling a little resistance he increased his pressure
“Damn this pussy is tight” He thought to himself, pushing himself in another inch before he stopped and looked down, he was in her, he was really in her, his cock was actually inside his own daughters pussy, it took all the control he had not to cum right there. He looked back up at her sleeping face and saw her eyes were still closed, not even a flicker as he pushed in further. Another gently push and he felt his head slip in completely, the inner lips of her pussy spreading around his cock, now free to push in his entire length. He took another deep breath and pushed, not too hard, until his entire cock was buried to the balls in Danielles teenage pussy.
She gasped at the feeling and her eyes shot open, looking up into a blurry face she tied to focus, she was sure she had dropped Garth at home, and this somehow felt different, she was more full than usual, it felt amazing and she whimpered as the feeling withdrew, before entering her again, she was sure she was awake, but she was also sure it was not Garth, and that left only one possibility in her mind
“Daddy?” She asked quietly
“Yes princess it’s me” Came the reply
“But you’re….I mean we….”
“I know honey, I heard what you said earlier, and I love you so very much”
“Oh daddy I love you too, I’ve wanted this for so long, please make love to me daddy, make love to your little girl” She practically begged
With an invitation like that how could he refuse, wrapping his arms around her back Jeff rolled them both over so Danielle was on top, she leaned forward to kiss him, pushing her tongue into his mouth where he gratefully accepted and they played their tongues together as she ground her pussy onto his throbbing cock
“Oh daddy it feels so good” She said as she sat up, her hand reaching down and finding her clit, rubbing it faster and faster as she sped up her bouncing on her dads rock hard tool, his hands reaching up to play with her magnificent breasts
“I’m getting so close daddy”
“Say those 4 magic words for me princess”
“Ooooooh cum in me daddy” She squealed
“Oh god those are the words, those are the right words” He grunted through gritted teeth as he fired spurt after spurt deep inside her tight pussy
Danielle squealed, moaned and screamed her orgasm as she frantically bucked back and forth on her dads cock, the most intense orgasm she had ever had threatened to render her unconscious, collapsing onto her dads chest, body still spasming in the aftershocks of her climax, each jerk making her pussy move on his cock sending more jolts of pleasure through her small body
“That was amazing daddy” She said breathlessly
“You’re amazing princess” He said, kissing her lips lovingly “Lets get cleaned up”
Slowly the young brunette climbed off of her dads deflated cock and she sat on the edge of the bed, Jeff sat up behind her and put his arms around his daughter
“I love you honey, you’re not mad at me waking you up like that are you?”
“Mad? How can I be mad? That was perfect, I love you more than anything, can I sleep in your bed from now on daddy, please?”
“Of course you can princess, nothing would make me happier, now lets get cleaned up and get some rest, I got a feeling we’re gonna have a busy day tomorrow”
They jumped in the shower together and started to wash each other tenderly, lovingly, Jeff smiled at his daughter, the future was looking very bright indeed

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The Return to “The Hillbilly Girl” 2

The Return to The “Hillbilly Girl” 2
‘Darleen takes her first ride in a Ferrari ‘ENZO’
__I woke up to Darleen washing me up in bed. When she saw me open my eyes she crawled up and sat on top of me. She leaned over and said: “Barry,
ya sure do fuck good. “, and started kissing my face.
She made me a country breakfast to die for. Fuller General Store delivered groceries to the house. Her hands were all over me while I ate. I ask her how she liked my car. “It looks like a ‘red turtle’ ta me, but it’s cute, no room to carry anything tho.” I ask her if she wanted to take a ride in it. She sat on my lap and grinned. “You ain’t got no keys, but you know how ta git’em.”
I was so full from her meal, I had to lay down on the old couch. She immediately got on top of me. More kissing my face and then she scooted up. She had no under panties on and kept inching her pussy closer to my face. She grinned as I looked. I see my keys in her hand. She rest’s them on her pussy. I have to go, ‘git’em’. I pulled her pussy to me and bite and drop the keys on the floor. She holds my head and rocks her pussy back and forth on my face. (I think she’s trying to tell me something.)
I grabbed her sweet butt cheeks and rock them as my tongue did the rest. She’s getting out of breath and moaning
.”..damn you Barry, yer git’in me hooked on do’in this. Keep a go’in
oh hell yes
faster Barry, that good feel’in is a com’in.”
She gave out a loud long moan as she squirmed and jerked her pussy. She slowly fell into my arms and purred like a kitten.
“Let’s go for a drive, Darleen, and do some shopping,” I said. “..ok“
she mumbled
”..but we got some make up fuck’in ta do when we get back Barry.”
I showed her how to open the raised up doors on the Ferrari ENZO. (..yes my dad had left me lots of money.) I strapped her in as her eyes were wide and all glazed over. She had driven farm tractors and old pickups a little, but this was all new to her. I headed for the main highway. When I pulled out on it, it was clear. I mashed the throttle and nailed us back against the seat.
Darleen started laughing. “Holy Shit!, this turtle can haul ass!” she had to yell because of the big engine right behind our heads. The white lines soon began one white line as I reached about 150 miles per hour. “Yeeeee Hawwwww!”, Darleen yelled. I slowed down to where I could do a long hi speed sideways drift and go over the center grass strip and go back the way we came. Darleen clapped her hands and stomped her feet. “Do that again Barry!!!”
Darleen had never been to an amusement park and ridden all the rides. “Barry’s Jack Rabbit” was her new name for this car.
We arrived at Fuller’s general store. She ran inside and started tickling old man Fuller as he giggled. She said: “This here’s my boyfriend Barry, ( she whispered: he’s got a real big dong).“ They both chuckled. “I bet Millie’s gonna like’em too.” she said. (Millie?
who was Millie?) Millie turned out to be a girl who lived on the farm behind them. Darleen’s only girlfriend. They didn’t see each other much as Millie had to work on the farm all the time. Millie would be putting a new adventure in my life soon.
I bought Darleen new clothes and things and told him ’not’ to put it on their bill. I paid him cash, and slipped him the money for their bill too.
I knew I could never take Darleen out of her life in these hills
.so I made other plans for her and I. When we got back to the house, Darleen had to do a fashion show for me with her new clothes. After the last dress I began to undress her as she began to undress me. I laid on top of her beautiful naked body on the old couch. She squirmed and then giggled. She reach under the old couch and damned if she didn’t have my keys again. She dangled them and then put them back under the couch.
I felt her legs wrap around mine as she reached down and put my dick in her tight and wet pussy
.
“Take me ta heaven Barry, like ya did before” she moaned. We tried to take our time but our own anxiety got us into a bucking moaning and fucking frenzy. “Oh god 
oh Barry
oh jez
” she moaned as I pumped a big load in her. The old couch squeaked a shook as she twisted her body in her version of ’heaven’. “Oh dam
oh yessss
.Barry
” she moaned. She held me tight squirming, moaning and all. I finally opened my eyes to see her wonderful smiling face.
Someone was standing watching us. “Damn you Millie, don’t cha ever knock!, you jes scared the crap outta me!” Darleen said.
It was Millie ok. She grinned and said: “I did knock, but you was a hoop ‘in and didn’t hear me!”
Millie was a little fox in her shirt-less, bra-less overalls
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___Millie just stood there looking at our naked bodies. She was a slim girl with big tits. A long pony tail and very cute. She stepped forward and started to reach out and touch me. “Millie!”, Darleen said. “I want ya to meet Barry my boyfriend. Hand me those clothes on the floor and go sit down.” Millie never stopped grinning and sat down. Darleen whispered: (“
Millie is a horny toad, but you’ll like her. We share things.”)
Share things? WTF?
 Was Darleen trying to tell me she was going to ‘share’ me with Millie? My imagination was running wild about now.
What she was referring to was Millie’s uncle Zippy when they all got drunk on ‘shine’ one time, I found this out later. Zippy was ‘everybody’s’ uncle when he got drunk. Millie was use to farm animals and she wanted to feel my skin. Millie never went to school and was fascinated with ‘strangers’. She watched us get dressed and kept grinning. She looked me over real good.
“Millie, come over here and sit next to Barry. You can touch him, he won’t bite ya.” Darleen said. Here she came to sit by me. I said ‘Hey Millie’. She got red in the face and looked away. Very shy. (“
put yer arm around her Berry, I know she wants ta touch ya.”) Darleen whispered. I did as she asked and Millie got redder in the face. “Go on Millie, feel his arm, it’s ok.” Darleen said.
Slowly Millie’s hand came up to feel my arm. I watch her start breathing deeply as he started rubbing her face on my arm. “Yep, she likes ya. Kisser on the neck like ya do me. Feel her big ol tits, she likes that.”
I was being played by Darleen.
She wanted me to get Millie all horny and watch Millie squirm and then slowly attack me for Darleen’s amusement. I gladly played along.
“Are you shy Millie?
I said as I started kissing her neck. I watch her big tits go up an down breathing as she closed her eyes, still grinning. “Show’em how ya do uncle Zippy when he gets drunk and let’s ya fool with him. Her hand slowly came to rest on my upper leg. She rubbed it like a horse or dog. She shivered as she also pulled my hand down to her tits. She slowly leaned me over on the couch. Darleen scooted way over to watch and grin. Millie slowly got on top of me and rubbed her pussy in my upper leg. I kept kissing her neck and the side of her face. She was gasping as my arms went around her warm body. Darleen was giggling and put my hands on her tits.
She un-buckled Millie’s overall straps and pushed them down. She moved my hands and now I felt two nice warm full tits. She leaned over to our heads and said: “Kiss’er Barry, she likes that. Squeeze her tits, she likes you Barry. Give’er one of those tongue kisses. Feel his ‘dong’ Millie, he got a big’n. Push her overall down Berry, and yers too, so’s she can feel yer dong bare.
Darleen was directing us for her hot little pleasure. I sure didn’t mind and neither did Millie. We both worked our pants down and wondered how far Darleen was going to let this go.
Millie’s hand found my hardon and put between her legs. She felt it all over and worked it like pump handle. Her tits felt big and wonderful in my hands. Slowly I kissed over to her lips. (“
open yer mouth, Mill.”) Darleen whispered. I eased my tongue in and flicked hers with it. She was out of breath but got the idea and returned the tongue play. (“
how’s she do’in Barry?..”) “Mmmmm just great“, I managed to say. Millie’s hands were all over me feeling my skin. She had a big bushy pussy and it was real wet sliding up and down on my dick.
(“
fuck’er Barry
fuck’er!, give‘er a good‘n like ya do me.”) an excited Darleen whispered. Millie was panting as I slipped my dick in her wet pussy. I must have hit a nerve as she started fucking me fast and deep. Being on top, she was like a rocking horse and began to make grunting sounds.
Her tongue was going wild in my mouth. She was very strong and held me like a bear hug. She was almost snorting like a horse as she was getting her big clit to rocking on me. She paused and put her head next to mine. She made this squeal sound and started to shake all over. Darleen’s head was right next to mine on the other side. “That’s a good one, ain’t it Mill. Berry can fuck good.”
Now I had two girls kissing my face as I blasted my cum in Millie. She bit my ear, hard and held it as she twitched and squealed more. Darleen felt my face and tongue kissed me at the same time. Millie bucked at times as I shot all I had in her. She put my hands on her ass and had me squeeze and rub her firm cute butt.
Millie moaned quietly and said: “Damn you Darleen, now I want him sa’more, you gotta share.”
I guess they thought I had an unlimited supply of cum. Darleen had to peal Millie off of me. She finally stood up and felt her own pussy. She turned around, but I could see her lick her fingers. She pulled her overalls up, hooked the straps and walked out the back door without saying a word. “Ain’t she a wild one! She’ll be back. Now
where were we.” She laid us on the couch, her on her back. She raised her dress up and took off her new panties. “You guy’s a got me all horny,
 Barry, put yer tongue where ya know I like it best.”
I felt Darleen’s warm legs tight on the side of my face as she pulled my hair and squealed softly.
To be continued
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Summer Storm

The idea of incest had never before entered my mind but my sister was looking and talking like a girl I wanted to try.

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Daughter’s Hairbrush leads to first time sex

The sun shone through a gap in the bedroom curtains when I woke, and after the few days of rain it was a nice surprise to see such a sight. The fact we were in autumn meant the trees outside were a beautiful array of colours as the leaves prepared to drop and the air crisp. The recent wind had even dropped which meant that it looked promising to be a nice weekend. And considering the date it seemed a good omen that things should finally fall into place as the previous few months had been a bit of a nightmare.
As I lay listening to the quietness of the house, enjoying the fact I didn’t have to rush around to get ready for work I had a twinge of remorse that I was laying alone. After sharing a bed with someone for so long it took a bit of getting used to having to sleep alone. Sure, in the early days it had been good just like it is when you have the whole double bed to yourself the odd night rather than someone encroaching on your space as you sleep. But after 16 years of marriage and sharing a bed with my wife I missed the closeness of having someone there warm to snuggle up to. As well of course as missing the physical side of a relationship.
With my mind in a thoughtful mode it made me jump when suddenly there was a knock on the door and it swung open with a sight for sore eyes of my daughter entering with a steaming mug of tea.
“Morning Dad, I thought I would bring you a nice cup of tea on this fine morning and your divorce papers that the postman has just delivered, so we should celebrate in style the fact you are now officially free of my cow of a mother!”
Kate had never forgiven her mother for having the affair which finished our marriage, made worse by the fact that it had been her that found her out in the first place. Being only 14 at the time she had been brought home by one of her friends mum from school after the school was closed mid-morning due to a burst water pipe. As her own mum hadn’t answered her phone and being mature for her age Kate always had her own key in case of emergencies. Having been dropped off at the top of the drive she had made her way past her own mum’s car which was in the driveway along with a white van. Seemed a little odd for a start, especially as she hadn’t answered her phone but Kate thought perhaps she had just been busy vacuuming or something and hadn’t heard the phone. And perhaps the van was a workman that had been called in to fix something like the washing machine or the like. But on finding the door locked Kate used her key to enter and was met by the sound of her mother screaming. Thinking the worst Kate had grabbed an umbrella next to the door as a weapon and ran through to the kitchen where the noise had come from to help her mother who had sounded in distress.
Time seemed to stop for Kate then as she entered the kitchen. Her mother had indeed screamed but not because she was being attacked. Well not in so many words. Kate guessed that the van belonged to the man that stood behind her mother with his trousers and boxers discarded on the floor as he had hold of her hips and was pounding against her arse as she was bent over the worktop of the island in the centre of the kitchen, her negligee up around her waist and her bare breasts squashed against the marble. Kate had seen enough clips on the internet to know exactly what was happening in front of her and couldn’t then remember whether she screamed louder than her whore of a mother!
The phone call I received from my daughters mobile was one of the worst I had ever received. Through uncontrolled cries and sniffles I had just about made out the gist of the situation and where to find my daughter who had ran out of the house having first used the umbrella as the weapon she had intended and hit the man on the back of the head who had been fucking her mum.
By the time I had picked her up she had just about stopped crying as we pulled onto the drive, now minus the van. My wife met us at the door trying to apologise to Kate but our daughter was having none of it. In fact Kate calmly walked up to her mother and slapped her round her face asking how she could do such a thing to me before picking up her school bag which was where she had dropped it earlier and disappeared into her room. That left a very awkward situation as we stood opposite each other, tears welling in both of our eyes knowing that all we had worked for over the years had just been undone in a moment.
Turns out the visits from our friendly ‘repair-man’ had been a regular occurrence and the next time his van came onto our drive was to pick her up with her suitcase, a tearful Kate watching from her bedroom window as it pulled away leaving the two of us to get on with our lives minus a wife and mother!
So a messy few months had passed while we sorted out the divorce details as well as my daughters 15th Birthday. Unsurprisingly her mother had not been invited to our family gathering, and even though I tried to put aside my anger I was unable to change my daughters mind and even though I felt she still needed her mother’s input into her life now and again, Kate was having none of it. We had always had a very good and open relationship where any questions she had were answered honestly and that had only got better since her mum left and I was very proud of the young lady she was growing into. Her school work had not suffered and she had continued to mix with her circle of friends as before. The only major issue was that I kept having to remind her that she didn’t have to keep mothering me as I was big enough to look after myself, but because she was so big hearted she did all she could to make my life easier.
“Morning Kate” I had replied sitting up in bed and accepting both the envelope and tea with thanks. “Let’s open this then and make sure it says what we want it to say”.
As I tear the envelope open Kate plonked herself down on the bed by my side, her blonde hair still ruffled from sleep which she brushed from her face and smiled at me.
Having read my decree absolute I passed it to Kate who took it from me and put it on the side having read the title too. She leaned over and kissed me on the cheek, her arm wrapped around my neck and she gave me a big hug saying that she knows I must have mixed feelings over it as it was the end of what had seemed a happy marriage to me tainted by the fact my wife had been unfaithful. I held Kate close as I re-iterated that it was also a shame she had lost the mother she had once had and that if ever she wanted to rekindle the relationship with her then I would respect her wishes. But Kate was adamant that she was quite happy not seeing her.
“And anyway” she stated uncoupling from our hug, “I don’t need anyone else as you fill both roles quite well” she said.
As she lay next to me she picked up the solicitors letter and started to read it, crossing her feet as her legs stretched down the bed. As I sipped my tea my eyes took in her full length, suddenly surprised at how tall she seemed with her feet not far from the end of the bed. I glanced over her frame and was drawn to her chest which was rising and falling with each breath, but the thing that made me take note was her nipples were fully erect through the tight material of her top.
Over the months I had noticed she was growing into a fine young woman, her shape changing slightly as she grew and her boobs had seemed to have a growth spurt as she had dragged me shopping not long ago for new underwear. I had always looked at my daughter in the fatherly way but suddenly as I drank in the view of her heaving breasts I felt an involuntary twitch as my cock came to life. Slightly embarrassed at my own thoughts and the effect it was having on me I suggested she go and shower so I could get out of bed without her seeing the bulge that had appeared below the quilt. As she swung her legs round and stepped off the bed, the shorts she slept in had shifted into her crack and her bare buttock was in view for a few seconds before she adjusted herself disappearing out of the door towards her bathroom.
Thankful of her now not being in the room I swung myself out of bed with one of the hardest erections I could ever remember. It took me a while before I could even pee, even getting to the stage that I thought I may even have to have a swift wank to calm things down. The worrying thing for me though was the manner in which I got hard in the first place. I know it had been a long time since I had some real lady attention as there had been no-one since my wife left, but I had been a regular observer of internet porn on my laptop being someone with quite a high sex drive. But I had never thought of my daughter in that way – until this morning!
After I showered I managed to calm down a little and let the water wash over me as if trying to cleanse my thoughts as well as my body. As I now stood in front of the mirror in my bathroom I took in the sight of myself and was quite pleased that I was still pretty well toned from regular trips to the gym as well as the odd cycle ride or walk that Kate and I took together. Not that I was so obsessed to be rippled with muscles, but I knew I had to take fairly good care of myself if I wanted any chance to find someone new. Pulling on my boxers I walked out of the en-suite into my bedroom to get dressed. At just that moment I heard Kate shout me from her bathroom and as we were used to seeing each other walk around in our underwear I went to find out what she wanted. As I approached the door it was slightly ajar as it normally was as we always respected each other’s privacy and so on hearing the shower running I shouted back asking her what she wanted.
“Be a Love and pass me one of my new razors from the cabinet” she called back, “I forgot to grab one before I got in here” she continued. “And close your eyes” she added!
As I made my way into the bathroom I opened the cabinet and took out one of her new razors, turning my body towards the shower but not my head. I exaggerated not looking by holding both arms up in front of me walking like a zombie would from the films, waving my hands around as if I was completely blind in a room I had never been in.
“No need to be facetious” Kate said as I heard the door open slightly just before the razor disappeared from my grasp. “Thank you, you may go now” she had said as if balking orders at a servant.
“Thank you Ma’am” I added, playing my part. It was as I headed back towards the door that I glanced in the mirror and saw the reflection of my daughters naked form in the shower, her body outlined against the wet glass of the cubicle, not enough to give me a clear view but enough for me to see her naked breasts and small patch of dark pubic hair between her legs. I must have stood for half a second too long as I was mesmerised by the sight as on looking back up her body our eyes met via the mirror. As I turned my head and exited the bathroom quickly I was sure I saw a slight smile across her face.
Having not made any plans for the day I just pulled on some jogging bottoms and a T-shirt before making my way downstairs to prepare some breakfast. I had decided to just act as if nothing had happened in the bathroom and go through our normal routine of making some scrambled eggs and grilled bacon to go with the muffins I had bought the day before. As I got on with my tasks Kate breezed into the kitchen in her usual youthful way and put the coffee machine on. As she reached up into the cupboard to get the cups she stood on tip toes, her bare feet looking so cute at the bottom of her freshly shaved legs. She wore a short pleated white skirt with a tight purple T-shirt that had colourful swirls around the front. As she reached up I was surprised at how high the skirt rose and was sure I could see the bottom of her buttocks and had to look away and concentrate on the eggs before my mind returned to the way I was thinking about her earlier. For a millisecond it passed my mind that she had done it deliberately after seeing me checking her out in the shower, but I dismissed it as nonsense and served up breakfast.
As we sat beside each other Kate looked across at me and suddenly asked; “Dad, do men prefer women to shave down below or to leave it natural?”
I was a little taken aback by the question but as we had always been open and honest with our discussions I tried to answer as best I could.
“Well Kate, I suppose it comes down to a matter of personal preference” I said as I sipped at my coffee.
“Some men prefer the natural hairy look where the woman never trims or shaves right through to the other end of the spectrum where the woman shaves completely bald”.
I was pretty sure I had gone red with embarrassment but I continued to eat breakfast as normal and I continued; “Just like some women prefer to trim or shave for hygiene reasons as well as looks”.
The next question was unexpected.
“Well which do you prefer Dad?” Kate asked as she fed some bacon into her mouth.
“Kate I’m not sure it’s appropriate that you ask me that really, do you” I replied seeing that slight smile again on her lips.
“Oh come on Dad, you can tell me” she continued, smiling wider this time.
Now seeing as we had openly discussed sex in general in the past I asked myself what harm could it do to go along with her questions, so I told her.
“Well Kate, my personal preference is either a well trimmed patch on the top but most definitely smooth around the vagina” I replied trying to keep it as ‘professional’ as I could.
“Ooh vagina” she said almost in a mocking way.
“Well what do you want me to call it?” I asked?
Now it was Kate’s turn to go red as I deflected the question back at her.
“Pussy!” she said out loud as she smiled back at me, pleased at herself for saying the word.
“Well in that case” I exclaimed, “I like a bald pussy all over!” And I forked the last of the egg into my mouth pleased that I had met her on her words.
What she did next almost made me choke on the mouthful I had as suddenly she pushed her chair back slightly from the table and swung one of her legs round at the same time as lifting her skirt.
“Like this?” She asked as we both stared down at the baldness between her legs as she wore no underwear.
Time seemed to stop for me as I was confronted by the sweetest looking pussy I think I had ever seen. And as I said earlier, I have seen quite a few over the years with the benefit of the internet, but never one as beautiful as what was a few feet in front of me in the flesh. The freshly shaved mound almost shone as the light bounced off it from the halogen bulbs in the ceiling, and the lips were slightly red around the sides from the recent attention they had had from the razor. The lips were still nicely closed, although with the angle of her legs stretched slightly they were threatening to part and open like a flower coming out from bud. Talking of which the sweet bud of her clitoris hood stood proud at the top of her slit finishing off the beauty that sat before me.
I was at a loss what to do or say at this point, and as if it had been the most natural thing in the world to have done, Kate returned her skirt and leg round under the table and finished her food.
I just found myself looking deep into her eyes and said “Exactly like that! Although that’s the best looking pussy I have ever seen” I continued as if in a daze reliving the picture now embedded in my mind.
“Why thank you Dad” Kate said, smiling again. “I’m glad you approve”.
As I sat in my chair I was pretty glad I was close to the table as my cock was threatening to rip through my joggers at just having seen such a sweet pussy. To make things worse it was now I noticed that Kate wore no bra underneath her shirt as her stiff nipples were pushing against the material. As Kate was between a B and a C cup her breasts were just a perfect shape which hardly needed a bra being so pert and they looked mighty fine now pressed against her top. Again my hesitation to look away obviously made me guilty of staring at her chest and I chastised myself again for thinking bad thoughts about my innocent teenage daughter sat next to me.
Kate broke the silence.
“And do you approve of my boobs too?” She asked pushing her chest out slightly further which only accentuated the fact her nipples were rock hard.
“Kate, you are growing into a beautiful young woman” I heard myself saying, “and have a fantastic figure with a lovely pair of boobs. I can also tell you that you have a great looking pussy too and the fact you have shaved it is very nice.” I tried to continue in my fatherly role; “Your body is growing fast and your hormones too which means that you will start to have sexual feelings more and more if you have not already done so. I appreciate the honesty with which we speak and long may it continue, but it may be best if you start to perhaps dress a little more around me now that your body is changing so much.”
Kate almost looked horrified. “Why do I have to do that Dad, do you not like the clothes I wear?”
“It’s not that at all Kate. I love the clothes you wear, the only problem is that you are my daughter and when I see you dress like this it affects me like it should affect any man, only it is wrong for me”.
“You mean you get turned on?” she asked.
“Well yes” I said, “I suppose I do”.
“And is that so wrong?” she asked.
“As I’m your Dad, yes it is” I replied.
“Well I won’t tell anyone if you don’t” she said as she sipped her drink.
“Well it’s not quite as easy as that honey” I said trying to ignore those gorgeous nipples that seemed to be staring at me. “A man has urges and I would hate to be in a position where I took advantage of that for my own pleasure” I said trying to be as diplomatic as I could.
“well girls have urges too” she replied.
“Indeed they do” I said, “and I appreciate that but you will have to try and keep them in check until you are older and find a nice boyfriend”.
“But you told me to steer clear of boys because they just want one thing!” she had said, which I could hardly argue with because I did!
“I know, but when the time comes and you are ready then as long as you are careful then things should be OK” I said.
With that she stood up from the table and took her plate to the sink before disappearing upstairs to her room. Thankful for the space I too stood up and my hard-on was like something I had never seen before. It was so hard it physically ached and so I knew that the only way I was going to do anything with it was to actually have a wank, so I made my way up to my room to do the deed.
As I got to the top of the stairs I heard the music coming from Kate’s room as her door was half open. I had to pass her door to get to my room and as I started to walk across the landing I heard her moan above the music. I knew in my head that she must be feeling how I was and that she was perhaps masturbating just like I was planning on doing. I know I should have walked straight past her door but I glanced in and sure enough she was laid on her bed, her skirt was up around her waist and her fingers were busy playing with her clit. As I watched I saw her pressing her hairbrush against her lips which seemed to open and welcome the plastic phallic handle in as she continued to moan. My cock was rock hard against my jogging bottoms and as I stood in the doorway watching my daughter masturbate herself with a brush I rubbed my hand along my shaft. With her head thrown back against her bed, her fingers were circling her clit faster and faster as the handle was pushed in right up to the head and she moaned louder as her orgasm neared.
Trying to keep out of sight I found myself with my joggers around my thighs and my cock in my hand, pre-cum already oozing from the glans. I could hear the wet sound of Kate’s pussy as it devoured the hairbrush just wishing it was my cock instead. Kate pulled the handle from within her and whilst she continued to rub around her clit she brought the brush up to her mouth and started to suck on it, tasting her own juices. I very nearly came there and then, but stopped short just as she looked directly at me through the gap in the door. My heart almost stopped but my legs wouldn’t work to move me away and then I heard her speak.
“I hope you aren’t going to waste that” she said nodding at the erection I held in my hand. “I suggest you get over here and do what you need to do” she continued, still without stopping her clit action.
Like a scolded schoolboy I did as I was told and entered her room, drawn to her open pussy like a moth to a lamp. It looked so damn tasty and as I kicked off my bottoms I was on my knees and between her thighs tasting her juice in no time. Her skin was as soft as ever and her gorgeous pussy lips were wet from her own secretions, glistening in the light. The taste was exquisite and I lapped hungrily at her lips from bottom to top of her freshly shaven cunt. I slipped a finger into the warmth and felt the tight hole grasp my digit, licking it each time it reappeared covered in her liquid. Pushing a second in I heard her gasp with pleasure, obvious that her hymen had already been broken at some point by herself, probably by the hairbrush she was still sucking.
“Let me suck your cock please Dad” I heard her say as she leaned on her elbows. I looked up from my feast, my face covered in wetness and saw the longing in her eyes.
“But Kate this is just so wrong on every level” I said, fingers still buried deep inside of her.
“A bit too late to worry about that I think, don’t you?” she asked now rubbing those sweet breasts beneath her shirt.
Although I had broken the rule already about sexual activity with my daughter, it wasn’t too late to stop. But she seemed like a drug which had drawn me in and I wanted more. I stood up and removed my shirt as she removed her own and lay before me with just her tiny skirt on around her waist as her beautiful tits and nipples came on show for me. I couldn’t resist reaching down and taking each one in hand, feeling the nipples harden further against my palm, a contrast with the softness of the fleshy mounds. I watched in awe as her delicate hands took hold of my manhood and guided it into her open mouth, her tongue getting to work on my knob as she fed herself. Her small hands made me look bigger than I perhaps was, having a further sexual affect on me and I had to concentrate with all my mind so as not to explode down her throat.
Her sweet pussy seemed to be calling me back and so I straddled her body and lay above her in the 69 position. It had been years since I had done that and so I savoured the feeling of having my cock sucked whilst my mouth licked away at her juicy sex. I toyed with her tiny asshole too as it had become well lubricated from her being so turned on. I didn’t push a finger in at this stage as I didn’t want to rush things, but I knew she was getting pleasure from having her hole stroked. I felt her hands on my hips as she gently thrust me in and out of her mouth, careful enough not to push too hard to make her gag, allowing her to take things as slowly as she wanted. She must have practised many times on her hairbrush as she was certainly making an expert go of sucking me off.
I felt her hands push me away and to the side and so suddenly we had changed positions with her on top. She continued to grind her pelvic bone into my face, her lips leaving a slick mess all over my mouth and I continued to hungrily accept it. Her head bobbed up and down my shaft, her throaty moans vibrating deliciously against me. I heard a rip and then felt the condom being rolled over my length and I knew that I was about to act out the ultimate sin.
I looked down as Kate removed her final piece of clothing just before spinning round and straddling me. I was about to tell her how mature I thought she was with regards the condom but before I had chance she lowered her face to meet mine and our mouths met in the most erotic kiss I had ever had. Our juices flowed between us as we tasted each other, our tongues mingling as one. I could feel the head of my cock pushing gently against her opening as her hand slipped between us and guided me into her. I lay completely still, suppressing the urge to thrust into her at this stage, still wanting her to do this at her own pace. She raised her head and looked me straight in the eye as she lowered herself onto my shaft, her pussy hungrily accepting me, enveloping me with that beautiful warmth that comes when your cock is buried into a sweet cunt.
I reached up and cupped her breasts, the firmness of her youth adding to the visual pleasure I was getting from seeing her grind herself into me. My hands ran down to her hips and I held her as I started to gently rock with her to meet her thrusts which were starting to get faster. She smiled at me, still staring into my eyes as we fucked together on the bed. The beat of the music pounded in the background, mixing with our own sounds that we were making. As our bodies slapped together harder and faster I knew she was nearing her first real orgasm with me and unable to stop myself now we joined together in mutual pleasure as our bodies came with an intensity that I couldn’t remember enjoying in the past. Her screams filled the room and her body shook as she ground herself into me over and over until we were both spent. She collapsed on top of me and her sweet breasts pressed against my own chest, our heavy breaths now competing with the music.
Minutes passed as we lay in each other’s arms, our bodies returning to their natural state. As Kate slid off me to lie by my side I felt my cock slip out of her wet hole and rest on my thigh.
“Thanks Dad”, I heard her say. “I’ve been waiting ages for that to happen” she added pressing her body against mine. “I was getting a little fed up with my hairbrush and needed the real thing” she concluded as she kissed me on the cheek.
“But Kate, that was just so wrong of us to have done what we have just done!” I said.
“Oh give over” she said, her breasts now pushing against my side. “You always told me that the first time should be special and with someone who I love and who loves me. Well it was!” she added giving me that gorgeous smile again. I couldn’t help but smile back as I felt a twinge again between my legs as my cock reacted to the beauty that lay beside me.

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