"Mom, Dad, is it okay if if Lexi stays overnight?"
I glanced up at my wife, shrugged. I don't usually get involved in things like that, it's Anne's call. She's the one who pays attention to what Shannon is doing, who her friends are, all of that sort of thing. I take care of work and paying the bills.
"Lexi, did you ask your mother if it's all right for you to stay?"
"No, but you can call her if you want."
"I'll do that. It's fine with me if your mother doesn't mind."
I suspected Lexi's mother wasn't going to mind much. Shannon's new best friend was an odd choice for her. Shannon had always been a fairly shy, conservative type. She wears her blond hair in a pony tail, usually dresses in plain T-shirts and jeans, and not the kind that try to show off everything a girl has. She doesn't wear make-up, and earrings are about as far as she goes on jewelry. Glasses make her look studious, and she actually is. At sixteen she still hasn't had a boyfriend.
Lexi is something else entirely. Black hair, cut in layers, with some swooping across one eye. A small ring in her right nostril. A tattoo sweeping from her right shoulder down across her right boob. Looks like a dragon, maybe, but I've never seen all of it, of course. A variety of rings and bracelets, in configurations that seem to change every time I see her. Purple eyeshadow. Not exactly the girl I'd expect Shannon to hang out with.
Not that I cared. Shannon got her personality from her mother. I was pretty radical and wild in my younger days, and still have those tendencies, although I have to reign them in now in my early forties. Partly for professional reasons, partly because Anne's not the wild sort. You get older, your life changes.
Anne had cleared the sleep-over with Lexi's mother, and the two girls headed for Shannon's bedroom. I curled up with a book, Anne perched next to me on the couch watching some chick flick. Typical Friday night for us. We headed for bed about 10:00, and were both asleep within minutes. Anne stayed that way. I was awake about Midnight. Nothing unusual for me, I've had bouts of insomnia ever since I was a kid. Feeling thirsty, I headed for the kitchen to grab a drink of water, figuring I'd watch a little porn on the computer afterwards. An orgasm always helps relax me so I can sleep, and I wasn't going to get one from my wife tonight.
I was standing at the sink finishing my glass of water when I heard rustling in the doorway and turned around to see Lexi standing there. She was wearing a long t-shirt in place of a nightgown, slouching, her hair tousled.
"Can't sleep, huh?" Lexi has a low, sexy, Lauren Bacall voice, the kind that no man can resist.
"Yeah, you either?" I was kind of mumbling.
"Yeah, well, I was eating out your daughter and when I made her cum she fell asleep before I could get anything out of it."
I think I covered it pretty well, but I just about dropped the water glass. No matter how loose Lexi seemed to be, I hadn't expected her to say something like that to me. And I was more than a little shocked at the news that Shannon was making it with another girl. I didn't have time to think about it because Lexi was moving toward me, her body swaying, almost flowing across the floor.
"I did that to you, you gonna let me see it?" Her eyes were focused on my crotch. She'd noticed before I did that my cock was trying to crawl out of my pajamas. Partly being alone with a hot little teenager, partly the thought of her mouth between my daughter's legs. I took a deep breath, Lexi was close enough now that I could smell her. Her hand wormed its way into my pajamas, closed around my cock.
"Mmm, not bad." As she extracted my dick, I put my hands on her hips, slid the t-shirt up her sides. She didn't have anything on underneath. Big surprise.
I pushed her back against the wall, staring into her eyes as she dragged my cock out and guided it between her legs. Lexi moaned, way back in her throat, as I entered her, and I just started pounding her as hard as I could, keeping her pinned against the wall. It had been a long time since I'd felt such raw lust, but then it had been a long time since I'd had my dick in a sixteen-year-old girl, too. She was obviously into it, gasping, chewing her lower lip, her hips thrusting every bit as hard as mine. Without thinking I did something I'd never done before. My hand closed over her throat, squeezed.
Lexi's eyes popped open wide, her tongue flicked over her lips. She looked like she was trying to gasp for breath, trying to talk, but she couldn't. Her hips gyrated wildly against me, flailing like she was out of control. Somehow I managed to find the strength to ram into her even faster and deeper. I watched her closely, and when she started to turn white, her eyes rolling back in her head, I let go of her throat.
Her pelvis never stopped grinding against me as she sucked in a huge breath, then croaked out, "Do it again, I'm gonna cum!"
I didn't even think about it. My fingers curled around her throat again, and in seconds she kept her word, her body thrashing against me, her hands tearing at my shoulders, her pussy pulsing around my cock. My balls gave up the fight, and my cum poured into her. I grunted like something off the streets as I emptied myself into her, then reluctantly, pulled my hand away from her neck. Lexi spent several seconds wheezing, trying to get her breath, before she spoke.
"Fuck, old man, that was wild! But I don't usually let guys cum in me."
I winked at her. "Don't worry, I won't tell anybody." I sounded a little more flippant than I felt. I hadn't even thought about what would happen if this teenager got pregnant.
Lexi winked back, pulled her t-shirt down over her thighs, and headed back towards Shannon's bedroom without another word. I had to have more water before I was ready to go back and lie down next to Anne.
I won't lie to you, I spent some time over the next few days thinking about what happened. I mean, shit, I got a nice, wild little piece of teenage ass I wasn't expecting, and I found out that I could get into something I'd never really thought about. And then there was the whole "my teenage daughter is fucking another girl" thing - if you think that doesn't leave you open to some fantasies, you don't have any daughters. But I didn't dwell on it. I figured I'd gotten lucky once and that would be it. Until my cell phone buzzed at me at work about a week later.
New text message. It wasn't from a number in my contact list, so I ignored it. I waited until I was on lunch break to check it. The message was short and simple.
"wnt 2cu agn lxi." I wondered how she'd gotten my number. Poked around in Shannon's phone, I guess. There was a picture with it. I checked it and was immediately happy there was no else around. It was Lexi, naked on her bed, fingers working between her spread legs. I took in the tight little body, then closed it quickly. It was the first time I'd seen her body, neither one of us had undressed when we'd fucked.
I didn't do anything until I got to my car after work. I looked at the message again, and at the picture, and thought long and hard about whether I really wanted to get deeper into something like this. Then I remembered how Lexi's body had moved against mine, the animal noises she'd made, all the things that were so different from Anne. I tapped out a message on my phone.
"I want to see you, too. I'll let you know when I'm available." I wondered if Lexi would laugh herself silly when she saw the proper grammar. I'm just too old to master the intricacies of texting. I took a deep breath and headed home.
The next couple of weeks I spent plenty of time with the computer after Anne and Shannon were in bed. Between the memories of my hook-up with Lexi, and the images that kept popping into my head of Lexi and Shannon in bed together, I was horny most of the time. And on top of it, all of that made me think about how sexually frustrated I was with Anne, something I'd been able to avoid for several years.
We'd never really been a good fit. My sister had introduced us. The two of them worked together, and Kate, my sister, had decided I needed to settle down. I just kind of went along with things. I guess I kind of subconsciously felt like my sister was right, I should grow up, settle down. I became a good boyfriend, good husband, good father, and rarely stopped to consider why, or what it was doing to me.
Anne was a twenty-one-year-old virgin the first time we had sex, which should have told me something. She never really seemed to enjoy it all that much until the night about a year later that I was rubbing her clit during foreplay, when she suddenly gasped and went rigid, then shook from head to foot.
"Wow, that never happened before!" She looked like a little girl with a new toy. And I had to explain to her what had happened, like I would have expected to need to do with a thirteen-year-old, not a grown woman. Ever since that night, when it was time to "cuddle" as she always put it, I'd rub her clit until she came, then climb on and hump until I did.
My chance to see Lexi again came about three weeks after our first encounter. Anne decided to make one of her two or three trips a year to see her sister, who lived about 300 miles away. Shannon was going with her, it would be a girl's weekend.
I let Lexi know as soon as Anne's plans were final, and my wife and daughter were barely out the door before I was in my car on the way to pick Lexi up. She just climbed into the car without a word. We couldn't afford to let anyone see us doing anything. That lasted until we closed the door of the house behind us.
As soon as we got inside I spun her around facing the door, and leaned against her, pinning her in place. My voice was almost a growl in her ear.
"You ever been fucked in the ass?"
"No, fuckin' do it!" She was breathing hard already, and her voice had an edge of excitement I hadn't heard from a woman in a long time.
I managed to get her jeans and mine both pushed down with a minimum of fuss, and wiggled the head of my cock between her ass cheeks and up against her anal ring. I shoved in hard, opening her up and forcing her harder against the door. Lexi squealed as she felt me slide up into her bowels, and I grunted with delight at being inside a girl's ass again. Like many other things, it had been a long time.
I fucked her hard, banging her belly against the door, then jerking her away from it, her ass clinging to my cock as I pulled back. I didn't choke her this time, but I pulled her hair and spanked her ass. She squeaked between her gasps when I spanked her, and the muscles in her ass flexed, tightening her even more around my cock. I didn't take long for me to send my cum gushing into her bowels, causing her to moan and push back hard against me with her ass. Lexi let out a long, satisfied sigh. I didn't know for sure if she'd cum, but she'd damn sure enjoyed it.
She wasn't going to get long to rest, though. I didn't have to worry about a wife or daughter walking in on us, so one quickie wasn't going to do it this time. After I got my dick out of her butt, I pulled my jeans up enough so I could sort of walk, gathered Lexi up, and carried her into my bedroom. I dumped her on the bed, and she immediately started pulling my pants back down.
"Shit, old man, I want to suck your cock." I wasn't going to try to dissuade her from that. Especially since she didn't seem to care that my cock had just come out of her asshole. The tip of her tongue did a minuet along my shaft, licking off my cum and god knows what else, flicking over the sensitive spot on the underside of the head, reaching down to tickle my balls. I was hard again in a minute or so, and Lexi took me into her mouth, tongue still swirling, and began to suck, letting her fingers dance around my balls. I grunted, twisted the fingers of both hands into her hair, and began to face-fuck her brutally. She never missed a beat. As I looked down at the sixteen-year-old sleaze with my cock bouncing off her tonsils, I realized that she was the kind of filthy little bitch I'd always really wanted. And that Anne could never be.
When my cock was good and hard, I pulled her off and practically ripped her clothes off. I took a good look at her body, seeing it in person for the first time. I memorized the upturned little tits, the flat belly, the hips just starting to flare from a girl's to a woman's. Then I threw her down on the bed, getting a giggle out of her, and started to slowly undress.
"Damn it, you old fart, stop being a tease!" I stroked my cock.
"You want this, do you?" I have her a wicked grin.
"Yeah, and stop screwing around, 'cause you want this just as bad!" She lay back, spread her legs and drew her knees up to her shoulders, opening herself for me. Shit, she was right, I did. I finished stripping in record time and climbed on.
I leaned in against her legs and forced her knees back even farther towards her shoulders, and Lexi was gripping my elbows with her hands to brace herself. I had her on the edge of the bed, my feet still on the floor, which gave me plenty of leverage to pound her hard, which was how she obviously wanted it. We were grunting and panting together from the time I slipped inside her.
I watched her face as I fucked her. Her eyes were closed, her head leaned back on the bed. She licked her lips, bit her lower lip, sometimes just panted with her mouth open. Her head rocked back and forth, her hair framing it, then flopping in her face.
"Uhh, uhhhh, uh, ooohhhh gggoooddd, gonna cum, shoot in me, now!" Not that I can cum on cue, but I was about ready anyway, and the first spurt shot out of my dick and into Lexi's pussy about the same time she started to tremble. Her body jerked under me as I filled her with semen. By the time I'd emptied myself into her, she was grinning up at me.
"Mmmm, that was good. Can you go again?"
"Maybe, but I need a break. I'm an old man, remember?"
She giggled. "Okay, but that excuse only goes so far."
"I thought you didn't let guys cum in you." Not sure why that seemed important, but it had popped into my head.
"With you I don't mind." She was almost purring, her voice low and sexy.
As we rested on the bed, Lexi suddenly said, "Dude, I want to fuck Shannon."
I chuckled a little. "I thought you already were."
"No, I don't want to lick her or finger her, I want to fuck her, with a dick, like you fuck me." It's almost impossible to shock me, but that came pretty close. Not just the idea, but the fact that this girl would talk to me about doing that to my daughter. Well, I should be used to it from her by now.
"You mean you want to do her with a dildo."
"Yeah, but one of the ones that you wear, like a real dick."
"A strap-on." Hmm, this was getting interesting.
"So why don't you?"
"I'm not old enough to buy one, silly." She giggled, reminding me again of just how young she really was.
"And I am." Now I could see where this was going. "So, you just let me fuck you so you can get me to buy toys for you to use on my daughter, huh?"
"That's right, old man, I'm just using you."
"Tell you what. I'll do it. But you have to fuck her in her bedroom so I can tape it." What the fuck? Did I really say that? I wasn't sure what this girl was doing to me, but I didn't seem to be able to stop it.
"Sure, as long as we get to watch it together sometime." Lexi was grinning again. So was I.
I knew a little porno shop not too far from home that should have what I was looking for. When I walked in I was surprised to see that the clerk behind the counter was a woman, cute, maybe twenty-five, with long blond hair and a quick smile.
"Looking for something in particular?" Looked like I was the only customer, so I was going to get personal service.
"Yeah, actually, I am. Need a strap-on. Can you recommend anything?"
She cocked her head to one side, gave me a snarky grin. "So, is this for a girlfriend to use on you, or...?"
"Uh, no, it's for a girlfriend to use on her girlfriend." I wondered if that sounded as weird to her as it did to me. Probably not, she worked in a sex shop.
"Well, if you don't mind spending a little extra, I've got just the thing for you. I can give it a personal recommendation." She was grinning widely, now.
"So, are you the user or the usee?" I was really starting to feel like a bad boy again. It felt good.
"Both." Her grin was even wider now.
She showed me the strap-on. It was just what I was looking for. It had a serious, adjustable strap to keep it tight against the woman who was wearing it, none of this having to hold onto the dildo while you're fucking. It was accurately shaped, came complete with balls, and was made out of a kind of plastic that felt closer to real flesh than most. It even had a little knob that would sit against the user's clit so she could get off, too. It was available in a variety of sizes. I picked out one that was about the size of my cock. A shrink would probably have plenty to say about that. There are good reasons why I avoid shrinks.
While she was ringing me up, the clerk grinned again and asked, "So, do you get to watch?"
"As a matter of fact, I do."
"Lucky man. Be sure to come back and tell me if it works out okay."
"I will, thanks." As I walked out of the store, I had a vision of the clerk using the strap-on on Lexi.
I met Lexi to give her the strap-on a couple of days later. Nobody saw us, but pulling myself away from her without fucking right in the car was a struggle. Especially when I saw how her eyes lit up when she took the fake cock out of the bag and looked at it.
It was no trouble to set up the web cams in Shannon's room, either. I do computer geek stuff for a living. I splurged on the cameras the same way I did on the strap-on. Only the best for my little girl and her (our) lover. They were top-of-the-line HD cams, with good sound. I set up four cams so I'd have different views to choose from.
Lexi would be staying overnight on Friday. I could barely get any work done that day, kept watching the clock, waiting for time to leave. I could have taken the day off, but sitting at home waiting would have been even worse.
Waiting for bedtime was excruciating. Lexi came over for dinner, so I had to look at her, and listen to her and Shannon chatter, while we ate, and then while we all watched some TV afterward. I was hoping Anne wouldn't decide that this was a night where she needed to stay up late, or get some "cuddling."
Luckily Anne was feeling a bit under the weather and headed for bed early. I went into my office and plopped down at my computer, leaving the girls to themselves. I fired up the webcams in Shannon's room and waited for some action. I didn't have to wait long. The girls walked into the room, Lexi rubbing her hand over Shannon's ass, my daughter giggling.
"Hey, take it easy, my dad's still up. We don't want him to hear anything."
"Yeah, right, he's probably so busy with porn he wouldn't notice a bomb go off." Nice touch, I thought. "Besides, you don't want to wait for your surprise do you?" Lexi had an absolutely evil smile on her face.
"No, let me see it, now!" Shannon looked and sounded like a combination of spoiled child and slut.
"In a little bit." Lexi grinned and pulled Shannon to her, their mouths merged, and they began slowly fondling and stripping each other. I'm no different from most guys, watching two girls make out gets me hot, fast. When it was these two; well, let's just say my dick was ready for anything. I had all four cams up on the screen, my eyes flicking from one to another, and of course I was recording it all.
It didn't take long for them to get naked, and Lexi pulled back with another wicked grin. "Okay, now it's time for your surprise." She pulled the strap-on out of her bag and showed it to Shannon. My daughter looked like she was trying to decide if she should jump up and down or run away. Her eyes jumped from the strap-on to Lexi's face then down to her own crotch. She was licking her lips, chewing on them, her fingers were flexing, and she was bouncing up and down on her toes. She hadn't said a word.
Lexi started to fasten the strap around her waist, and Shannon's eyes fixed on the dildo. She was breathing heavily now, still twitching nervously. Lexi's movements were fluid and quick as she prepared herself; she'd obviously spent some time getting to know her new toy. She lubed it lightly, then pushed Shannon onto the bed on her back.
"Ready to get fucked?" Lexi was almost drooling. Shannon just nodded her head meekly, still without a word. Lexi climbed on top of her and I could see her fiddling with the dildo, getting it into position. The girls were staring into each other's eyes. Lexi bucked her hips forward and Shannon's face twisted into a mask of pain, her eyes clenched shut, teeth digging into her lower lip. She'd been a virgin, as I suspected. She mewled, but still said nothing. Then she reached up and pulled Lexi closer, their bellies and tits pressing together, as Lexi began humping her, hard and fast.
Lexi fucked Shannon the way I fucked Lexi, nasty, with no mercy. Later I'd spend some time thinking about that, about how Lexi liked being on both sides. Right now I was too busy watching and stroking my dick. And fantasizing about what it would be like to join them. My mind flashed among different scenes of how I could fit into what I was watching on the cams. In one flash my cock was in Shannon's mouth. An another I was on top of Lexi, sandwiching her, reaming her ass in time to her strokes into Shannon. Still another, this time I was just standing by the bed, jacking off the way I was in real life, preparing to shoot my load all over both girls.
Shannon's eyes were open now, her head lolling back against the bed. The pain had been replaced by bliss on her face, and her hips were moving in rhythm with Lexi's. Lexi was moaning, and the look on her face told me that the little knob on the inside of the strap-on was doing its job on her clit, she was about ready to cum. Suddenly, Shannon's head pushed back harder against the bed, her eyes rolling back in their sockets.
"Oh my god, YES!" It was the first time she'd spoken since Lexi had taken out the strap-on. A split second later, Lexi let out a low moan and the girls clutched at each other, bodies shaking. That was too much for me, and I shot my cum all over the towel I'd brought along and slumped back in my chair, breathing hard. I'm getting too old for this shit.
I thought the girls were going to cum all night, until Shannon finally gasped out, "God, stop!" and held Lexi against her to keep her from thrusting any more. They lay panting in each other's arms, and I turned off the feed from the cams. I was definitely worn out and ready to get some sleep.
The next couple of weeks were sheer hell, for more than one reason. I didn't have a chance to see Lexi. Well, actually I didn't have a chance to do what I wanted with Lexi. I saw her when she came to the house with Shannon. I saw her when she sent me pics on my phone, with captions like, "c wht ur missing." I saw her when I fired up the webcams again to watch her in action with Shannon, or played back one of the recordings I'd already done of the two of them. Yeah, I saw plenty of her, I just didn't get a chance to touch her.
And I was feeling guilty about wanting to. She was only sixteen, after all, and no matter how wild and depraved she acted, she was really still just a little girl who didn't know what she wanted. I was beginning to worry that I might be messing her up in a way that might take years to straighten out. Of course, there was the whole jail-bait thing, but that was more about fear than guilt.
I also couldn't ignore the fact that when I was with Lexi I was cheating on Anne. I'd realized by now that Anne was never going to be the woman I wanted and needed in bed. Not that I hadn't tried. I'd brought up plenty of things that I like to do in bed. Anne had either flat refused to try, or been indifferent about the ones she'd been willing to take a shot at. I didn't even care any more how much of the blame rested with either of us, it was simply time to admit the mistake and move on. But I should be honest with her, tell her that I couldn't do this any more, and ask for a divorce, not sneak around behind her back.
The biggest guilt, though, was over the thoughts that ran through my head when I watched Lexi and Shannon. Every time I watched Lexi kiss Shannon, touch her, make her cum, I wanted to take Lexi's place. This was seriously fucked up shit. Shannon was not only underage, she was my daughter. I'd always known I could be pretty sleazy when it came to sex, but I'd never thought I was enough of a pervert to want my own daughter. It was enough to make me wonder if I deserved to live.
One good thing did happen during that stretch, though. I went back to the sex shop, found the same woman working there.
"Hey, it's strap-on guy!" She gave me that big smile again, and for some reason I was sure it was genuine. I was a little surprised that she remembered me. "Need more equipment to keep your women happy?"
I chuckled a little. "If I did I wouldn't admit it. You told me to let you know how thing went with the dildo."
"So I did. So, are you a satisfied customer?"
"Definitely. Everybody involved was happy with the results."
"You sure I can't interest you in any more merchandise?"
"Not unless you're available for rent." There was something about her that made me feel relaxed enough to joke about that.
"I can't be bought. But I do loan myself out on occasion. You want to show me what you can offer?" I raised an eyebrow. This was going somewhere I hadn't expected. "What, I work in a place like this and you expect me to be shy about sex?"
She walked over to the door, locked it, and flipped the sign from Open to Closed, then planted herself in front of me and ran her hand over the front of my jeans, which were beginning to bulge a little.
"Mmmm, yeah, that'll do." She pulled me close, whispered in my ear, "What do you like?"
"Just about anything. You?"
"Anything. No 'just about.'" I wasn't exactly surprised. I kissed her while we clawed at each other's jeans. Her mouth tasted sweet and I wondered about the rest of her. Both sets of jeans were open now, and she stroked my cock while I fingered her pussy and clit. I moved my mouth to her throat, licking, sucking, biting, hearing her moan.
I got her pants off and tossed her up onto the counter, spreading her legs, and buried my face in her crotch. Her pussy tasted just as good as her mouth. So did her ass, for that matter, as I let my tongue slide down to get a lick in there, too. I could tell from the noises she was making that she was having as much fun as I was. But she let me know that she was interested in more than my tongue.
"I want your cock! Fuck me!"
I stood her up so she was leaning back against the counter, rubbed my dick along her crotch.
"Here?" I moved the head back against her anus. "Or here?"
"Yeah!" A gasp that was almost a plea. I slammed in and her body bucked and twisted as I reamed out her ass. I slapped her tits, felt the muscles in her anus contract around my cock. My hand slipped between our bellies, found her pussy, two fingers dipped inside.
"Oh fuck, more!" Her body was thrashing wildly against me. I worked another finger into her, then another. With my cock up her ass and four fingers spreading her cunt, it was so tight I could barely move, but somehow I managed to pump both her holes.
"Fuck yeah, fuck yeah, fuck yeah, do me, harder!" I pressed my thumb against her clit and her body flailed like she was going into convulsions. "I'm cumming! Aaaaahhhhh!" She writhed even harder as I dumped my load into her anal canal. The sounds coming from her were no longer language, but simple animal grunts.
As I slipped my dick and fingers out of her, she braced herself against the counter, panting. I took a few deep breaths myself, and started putting myself back together.
"Damn, dude, that was all right!" The big smile was back on her face.
"Yeah, you probably get stuff like that all the time here."
"No, seriously, most of the guys that come in here are afraid to look at me. And they all figure I get so much they don't have a chance. But I want it all the time. And you can give it to me anytime."
I laughed. Really laughed for the first time in quite a while. "In that case, I should at least know your name."
"Erin, how about you?"
Erin insisted that we trade phone numbers before I left. I figured that was a good sign. I'd about decided that growing up was over-rated.
A few days later I got another chance to hook up with Lexi. Shannon had convinced her mother to take her to a concert by the latest teen heartthrob. She'd wanted Lexi to go, but Lexi was pretty hard-core when it came to music and tended to make retching noises any time bubble-gum pop was mentioned. Anne and Shannon would be gone for hours, and Lexi sent me a message to pick her up at the gym where her family had a membership.
When I got there, she was waiting outside, still wearing her workout clothes - sports bra, baggy shorts, tennies. She had obviously actually been working out, she was sweaty, her hair hanging in strings.
She climbed into the car, barely looking at me. By now she knew that any displays in public were a major no-no. As we drove off, she asked, "Can I take a shower when we get to your house?"
"Sure, as long as I get to take it with you."
"Hmm, I might just have to do it alone, just to keep you wanting me."
"Baby, you don't have to do that to keep me wanting you."
By the time we got to the house I had a raging hard-on, and I was pretty sure Lexi was as horny as I was. We went to the bedroom, stripped, and walked into the bathroom. I started the water in the shower, and we both climbed in. We spent a couple of minutes on preliminaries, soaping each other up, letting the shower rinse us off. Lexi did a quick shampoo job on her hair, which I could tell was driving her nuts. Then she dropped to her knees in front of me and took my cock into her mouth, while the water cascaded over both of us.
I braced myself with one hand against the wall of the shower while she blew me, just letting her do her job this time. She was all over my dick with her lips, tongue, even teeth, and fondled my balls with her fingers. I was pretty sure it wasn't going to take much of this to get me off, not as horny as I'd been ever since she climbed into the car. But I was going to enjoy it as long as I could, and closed my eyes as I felt Lexi's lips running down my shaft, back up, tongue flicking over the head, swallowing me again. This was definitely the way to live.
I felt my balls pulsing, knew I was going to cum in her mouth. I held her head, shoved my cock back into her throat to make sure she wouldn't miss any of it. Not that I was worried about that, she wasn't the kind to be shy about anything having to do with sex. I pumped my semen down her throat and into her stomach, feeling her throat pulse around the head of my cock as she gulped it down. I relaxed, letting go of her head and pulling my shrinking cock out of her mouth. And realized that I had to piss. Real bad. Right now.
I didn't even hesitate. The first stream of piss hit her in the chest, poured over her tits. Lexi squealed like a little girl, leaned forward and opened her mouth, letting the gusher from my bladder fill it. She closed her mouth, swallowed, chasing her meal of cum with piss, while my stream washed through her hair and down her face. She opened wide again, swallowed another mouthful, then wrapped her lips around my cock and sucked the last little bit of piss out of me the way she had my cum.
My bladder was empty, but Lexi didn't care, sucking my dick like a cheap whore to get it hard again, her fingers caressing my balls. I no longer had any boundaries with this little teenager, and I asked her to do something I'd never been bold enough to with any woman.
"I want you to finger my ass, baby." Her hand moved back from my balls, I felt her finger split my ass cheeks, the tip brushing against my anus. She pressed lightly, swirled her fingertip against my opening. I could feel my cock pulsing, growing in her mouth.
"Stick it in, bitch, finger-fuck my ass!" I groaned, the muscles in my ass flexed as her finger invaded me. It felt like my cock grew an inch in a single spasm as her finger brushed my prostate. Lexi started stroking her finger in and out of my ass in time with my cock moving in her mouth. I was in heaven as I felt her fuck me, my ass squeezing around her finger, her nail scratching my anal tunnel.
Suddenly she pulled her head back and moaned, "I need your cock in my cunt. Fuck me, you bastard!" I reached down and grabbed her under her arms, pulling her up. I felt her finger tear out of my ass. Her face was a mask of insane lust as she stuck her finger in her mouth and licked off whatever was clinging to it. I slammed her back against the wall of the shower and rammed my cock into her dripping cunt, began to fuck her like a mad bull.
She began to cum almost immediately, moaning, "Oh fuck, oh fuck," over and over as she clawed at my shoulders. I kept pounding her, and within a minute or two she was reduced to whimpering as my hips hammered against her crotch. I couldn't ever remember being this wild, even with Lexi. I just wanted to rip her cunt apart, and felt like I could. Suddenly her whimpers turned to almost a shriek.
"Oh my fucking god, YES!!!" Her body went stiff, convulsed, stiffened again. I felt my balls twitching, buried my cock in her tight little cunt - I swear I could feel it bump against her cervix. As my cum shot into her, her nails raked down my back, causing me to slam against her even harder. I was pretty sure she was drawing blood. I crushed my lips against hers and let my tongue explore her mouth, not caring what had been in there earlier. Finally we both stopped cumming and just stood there, afraid to move because we didn't know if we had the strength.
After we recuperated enough to function, we climbed out of the shower and dried each other off. My dick was starting to get hard again as Lexi rubbed me down with the towel. Then she finished off any chances of me having a hard-on for the rest of the night.
"Dude, I'm pregnant."
"Huh? I... are you sure?" Blindsided doesn't really even cover what I was feeling.
"Yeah, I'm sure."
"So, what are you going to do?"
"I, uh, haven't really decided yet. I wanted to talk to you about it. And to Shannon." This wasn't good. Her not deciding was worse than her being pregnant. There was no way she could have the baby. It would be proof of what we'd been doing, and enough to put me in prison for a long time.
"Does Shannon know?"
"No, I wanted to tell you first, since it's yours and all." That was good, at least. Maybe I could talk some sense into her before she told my daughter. "Are you mad at me?"
I looked at her, really looked at her. For the first time, she looked like a scared, nervous little girl instead of a wanton sex maniac. I was mad at myself, for being so stupid as to fuck an underage girl, and even more stupid to do it without protection. Even after she said she usually didn't let guys cum in her. But her? Why should I be mad at her?
"No, baby, I'm not mad at you. Just surprised. Do you want to talk about it now?"
She did, so we did. Cuddled together on the couch, her head resting on my shoulder. It turned out she had this idea about having the baby and raising it together with Shannon, who was more to her than just a teenage fling. It was crazy talk, of course. Much as I loved my daughter, I knew she was no more prepared to raise a kid than the man in the moon, and Lexi was no more mature. Not to mention the fact that the chances of two kids that age staying together long enough to raise a child were pretty slim. Are you still with the person you couldn't live without when you were sixteen?
Lexi definitely surprised me, though. I'd never thought of her as the romantic type, or one who'd find being a mother appealing. Although I had to admit that I really didn't know her very well outside the bedroom.
I couldn't convince her to give up the idea of having the baby and raising it, with or without Shannon, but I did get her to agree that she wouldn't say anything to Shannon until she'd thought over what I had to say, and until we'd had a chance to talk about it again. We couldn't spend as much time talking as I would have liked, because I had to get her out of there before Anne and Shannon got home.
"Daddy, can I talk to you?" This was something new. Shannon and I had never been close in that way.
"About what, honey?"
"Uh, like, sex and stuff." She looked a little embarrassed. I probably looked considerably worse. I needed this like a hole in the head. It had only been a couple of days since Lexi had dropped her bomb, and I hadn't slept, or done much of anything productive, since. I didn't need any more aggravation.
"Shouldn't you have that conversation with your mother?" In fact, shouldn't she have had it a few years ago?
There are some expressions that only teenage girls can manage. I was presented with one of them now, consisting mostly of exasperation, with a few other probably indescribable emotions mixed in.
"Daaddee, puh-lease. If I tried to talk to Mom about sex she would totally have a stroke and you know it." I had to admit, she knew her mother, probably better than I had suspected. Unfortunately, that meant that I was stuck.
"Okay, but try not to embarrass an old man too much."
"Yeah, like I could come up with anything that would embarrass you." She had a smirk on her face that I wasn't sure I liked. Maybe she knew both of her parents better than I thought. "Besides you're not that old."
"Right now I'm feeling like it." It was true, things were just weighing on me. "So, what's up with you and sex?"
"Well, I've got a girlfriend." She paused, waiting for some kind of reaction from me, didn't get one. "And we're doing it." Another pause. I decided I should say something.
"So, is this girlfriend by any chance young miss Lexi?"
"Daddy, how did you know that?" She was eying me suspiciously now, not sure where I could have gotten that information.
"Duh, I'm not blind, little girl. You two spend more time together than most married couples." I avoided adding, "including me and your mother."
"Uh, yeah, I guess you're right. So, anyway, like I said, we're doing it, and it's really good, but I know that she's doing it with other people." I got another one of those pauses, and still wasn't sure how to fill it. "And I know some of them are guys." Now I was getting a little nervous, not quite sure where this was going. And hoping that Shannon wasn't noticing what talking to her about sex was doing to me.
"Does it bother you that she does it with other people, or with guys?"
"No, not really. I mean, it's not like we're married or anything." She gave me a little giggle. "It's just that... I'm pretty sure she's gonna want me to do it with a guy with her sometime." She stopped talking again, didn't look like she wanted to start back up.
"So, how do you feel about that? About doing it with a guy?" I was getting a little tired of saying "doing it" to mean "fucking," but this was my daughter. "Or about having a three-way." Enough with the euphemisms, already.
"I - I don't know. That's the whole thing. I don't know if I want to do any of that or not. And, like, what happens if she brings a guy over and I don't want to?"
"Just tell her that. Be honest. If she cares about you at all, she'll accept it. If she doesn't, she's not worth worrying about." Damn, I'm good with the TV-psychologist bullshit.
"Yeah, I guess." She didn't look satisfied by my answer, and I couldn't say I could blame her.
"Sorry I don't have more to offer. But you're too young to be worrying about stuff like this anyway. Go enjoy yourself while you still can. Before you know it you'll be old like me, and won't even be able to do any of the stuff we're talking about." I grinned, and she grinned back.
"Daddy, I told you, you're not old. And I'm sure you can still do all of that stuff just fine." She flounced away, leaving me with those creeping doubts again about just exactly why we'd had this conversation.
I did a lot of thinking over the next couple of days. It was time for some action. I had to somehow convince Lexi that an abortion was the best way to handle her pregnancy. Then, I had to get away. Far away. Permanently. My life with Anne just wasn't working and I was just going to have to let her know that I wanted a divorce. I didn't know how she'd react. I just had to make sure she didn't find out about Lexi.
As for that little problem, I managed to find some time to sit down with Lexi again, and this time she was ready to listen to reason. She'd get the abortion. I'd have to pay for it, of course, but I'd planned on that all along. I even offered to go with her, which I later realized would have been just as incredibly stupid as the rest of what I'd been doing with her. Luckily, she said I didn't need to. In fact, she said she'd take Shannon with her.
"She knows?" And how much does she know?
"She knows I'm pregnant, she doesn't know who's it is." She had one of those conspiratorial grins of hers.
"Good, keep it that way." I grinned back at her, but I was still a little nervous about the whole thing.
Friday. Damn good thing. It had been a long week.
Lexi had gone off to get her abortion. Everything had apparently gone off without a hitch, but it was still kind of draining for me.
Anne had seemed to know something was going on. She'd been very clingy all week, and wanted to "cuddle" every night. I'd finally given in and fucked her, just to get her to shut up. Things are getting pretty bad at home when you've got to do something like that.
Shannon had been a little twitchy all week, too. I figured it was because of going with Lexi for the abortion. That had to be a fairly traumatic experience for a teenager. But not as bad as being the one getting the abortion.
But now I could relax. Anne had gone out with some friends, said she wouldn't be back until late. Shannon was in her room, probably texting with Lexi. I grabbed a beer and plopped down on the couch to watch a ballgame.
About an hour later, Shannon, walked in and sat down next to me. She had a grin on her face that reminded me of one of Lexi's.
"Don't tell me you want to talk about sex again." Seriously, I didn't know if I could handle that right now.
"No, I don't want to talk." I wasn't sure what to make of that, but she didn't leave me in suspense long.
Shannon laid her hand on my lap, started squeezing and rubbing. I could feel my dick start to harden in spite of all I could do to stop it. I took her wrist in my hand, moved her hand away from my pants.
"Stop it! What's wrong with you."
"Daddy, you don't want me to tell Mom what you've been doing with Lexi, do you?" She looked determined, not fooling around. I wondered if I looked as silly and stunned as I felt.
"I... what... how..." Shannon giggled, pulled her hand away from mine and went back to rubbing my jeans.
"Oh come on, Daddy, you didn't really think you could fuck Lexi without me finding out about it, did you? And now you're going to fuck me." She unbuckled my belt, unfastened my pants, pulled them down, along with my boxers. "Mmm, yeah, Lexi was right. Very nice."
Shannon's long hair fell across my dick and thighs as she started to stroke and lick me, her tongue gliding from my balls to the tip of my shaft, flicking over my pee-hole, and then back down again. I should have been fighting her, pushing her away, but I was useless, paralyzed by shock and fear. And, yeah, horny as hell and enjoying every second of it.
"Am I doing it okay, Daddy? I've never done this before, you know." I couldn't do anything by groan. "Mmm, yeah, guess I'm doing it right." The look on her face was transcendently evil. She was in charge and she knew it. And so did I.
After a couple more runs up and down my rod with her tongue, Shannon stood, and slowly stripped off her jeans, making a show of it. She wasn't wearing any panties. She left her t-shirt on. She stepped back over to the couch, and climbed on, straddling me, taking my cock in her hand and guiding it between her legs. She stared into my eyes with a look of absolute, wanton need until she slipped the lips of her pussy around the head of my dick and sank down onto me. Then her eyes closed, her head lolled back.
"Oh god, Daddy, fuck me!" But really she was fucking me, her hips gyrating, thrusting against me, pulling back, moving my cock inside her tight little pussy. I didn't have to do anything but sit there, watching the lust twist my daughter's face into a mask I barely recognized. I slid my hands up under her t-shirt and fondled her breasts, causing her to moan even deeper. It was the first positive action I'd taken since the whole thing had started. Something in the back of my brain was laughing about the way things worked with Lexi, Shannon, and me. Lexi was the aggressor with Shannon, I was with Lexi, and Shannon definitely was with me.
I pushed Shannon's t-shirt up, baring her tits, and she leaned forward so I could suck on them. I used my lips and tongue and teeth, circling around the base of her tits, licking up to the hard little point of her nipples, sucking them into my mouth. Between Shannon's moans, which were becoming more intense by the second, and the way her pussy was gripping my cock, I could tell that she was getting close. And my balls were starting to churn.
"Daddy make me cum make me cum uuuuhhhh uh uh uh!" Shannon's body spasmed against me as she crushed my face between her tits and mashed her pussy down on my cock so I was all the way inside her. My balls twitched and I grunted, grabbing her hips and pulling her even tighter against me, making sure she wouldn't pull away. My little girl whimpered as my cum filled her, and I realized that this was the way I'd gotten into trouble over Lexi in the first place. And I didn't care. Shannon stood up, smiling.
"Daddy, that was great! And if I get pregnant like Lexi, we can raise our babies together." I must have looked like the guy who's just been told his wife is fucking another man.
"What are you talking about?" The evil look was back on Shannon's face, and I had a very bad feeling about this.
"You didn't really think she had an abortion, did you? Thanks for the money, by the way, we had a great party." I snapped. I couldn't control myself. I jumped up, and was lucky I didn't kill myself, since my jeans were still down around my knees. I managed to balance myself enough to grab her by the hair and drag her to me. I held her face to mine, and spit out the words.
"So, has this whole thing been some kind of sick game to you two?" Now the evil look on Shannon's face had been replaced with fear. "Answer me!"
"No, Daddy, really. I didn't know about any of it until after Lexi got pregnant. Daddy, let go, you're hurting me!"
"Too bad. Tell me how you and Lexi have been making a fool out of me. Tell me the truth." I'm glad I couldn't see my face, I don't think I would have liked myself much about then.
"Really, Daddy, I didn't know anything until Lexi told me she was pregnant." I could see tears forming in the corners of her eyes. "She said you wanted her to get an abortion, but we decided that it would be fun to both have babies and raise them together. So that's when I started figuring out how to get you to make me pregnant, too."
"Fun?! You thought it would be fun?" I should have felt sorry for them. The idea was so young and innocent and stupid. But all I could feel was anger, building to rage. And I felt a little sick, as I realized that the feel of my daughter's hair clutched in my hand, the tears in her eyes, the pathetic story she was telling me, were making my cock hard again. I looked down at her naked belly and crotch, saw the stains of our mixed juices on her thighs, and lost all control. Tightening my hold on her hair I forced her over to the wall, slammed her back against it. She squealed like a small animal.
"Daddy, what are you doing? Daddy, STOP!" Not a chance. I forced her legs apart, moved my legs between them. She struggled against me, but she's a small girl, no match for my strength. The tip of my cock found the opening of her pussy, and I slammed into her, splitting her open, ramming my entire length into her in a single stroke. I begin fucking her hard. No, more than hard. This isn't the rough sex I've had with Lexi. There's something more here, something vicious. I want to hurt Shannon, physically and emotionally, and I think I'm succeeding. This is rape.
The tears are pouring down Shannon's cheeks now, her face twisted in a pain worse than when Lexi took her cherry. I was pounding her, like I was trying to drive her right through the wall with my thrusts. She wasn't saying anything, just whimpering. I don't know how long I fucked her like that. I do know that when I came it was the most intense orgasm I'd ever had. I swear, I roared like some kind of big cat when I felt my semen spurt out into my daughter's cunt. When I was done filling her, I forced her to look at me.
"Maybe you're pregnant now, bitch. If you ever say a word about any of this, to anybody, I'll fuckin' kill you. But I'll kill Lexi first, and make you watch." I meant it. Whatever had been locked up inside me all these years was free now. And it wasn't pretty.
I let go of Shannon's hair, watched her crumple onto the floor. I left her lying there like a broken toy.
I left Anne a note saying that an emergency had come up at work, and I'd have to be gone for a few days. It was plausible, but I didn't know if she'd buy it or not. I got a hotel room in the next town where I could hole up for a while. I wasn't sure exactly what I was going to do, but it was time to start working on a divorce, and probably to make plans to move.
I thought about leaving the country, but decided it wasn't worth it. These days it's almost impossible to get away from the law if they really want you. No, if Lexi or Shannon talked, I was done for. My only hope was that what I'd said to Shannon had scared her enough to keep both of them quiet.
I called Erin, and we spent the weekend together in my hotel room. The time was exquisite in its depravity. We did things to each other that even I'd never thought of. And, yes, some of them involved her own personal strap-on. Maybe someday I'll describe it all for you.
Right now, though, I'm trying to figure out what to do, staring at an email I just got. It's from Shannon. It says, "Daddy, I need you, so does Lexi. Please come home, you can have both of us together."