Gender: Female Age: 57 Location: New York
|Introduction: Daddy and daughter continue down the slippery slope together|
I was nervous as a pregnant nun in church.
I got up off my stool again and paced the bar. I racked up some balls at the pool table and took a couple shots, but I weren't able to concentrate. I couldn't help thinking about what might be going on back at the trailer.
I'd left Lizzy and Darla there on their own about an hour before, and I wanted to give them plenty of time to get friendly. I thought about riding home and playing like I caught them in the act, but I figured I'd more as likely mess everything up. I had to just stay put, and not think about it.
I wondered if Lizzy had her face buried between Darla's legs right at that moment. Or maybe they was rubbing their twats together, or taking turns sucking each other's titties. I went back to my stool, and slugged down the rest of my beer. I had to put it out of my mind or I'd make myself crazy.
Most likely they was doing the 69 position. Both eating out the other's puss at the same time. Maybe sticking their fingers up inside one another and whatnot. Damn, I had to quit before I gave myself a permanent boner.
I headed outside for a smoke--my first one since I quit six months before. The suspense was killing me and I needed something to calm my nerves. Wanda was out there puffing away and I bummed a cigarette off her. She looked me over and gave a laugh that sounded more like a cough.
"What's got you all wound up tonight?"
"Ah, nothin'. Just one of those days, I suppose." I could tell she wasn't buying what I was selling. She just nodded. Her big head of hair-sprayed curls didn't move at all. I couldn't help noticing that the way the light was hitting her just then was such that if you could look past the wrinkles and all them layers of makeup, you could imagine she was a pretty little thing back in her day.
"Buy me a beer," Wanda said, blowing out a long cloud of smoke, "and I'll suck you off."
It wasn't the first time she'd made me that same offer, but it was the first time I took her up on it.
* * * * *
I stumbled up the steps and through the front door of the trailer. Darla's car wasn't out front, and the place was dark. Once inside, I saw that the TV was on and there was one of them decoration candles burning. The place was ripe with the smell of hot pussy to an extent where even my whiskey-soaked brain was able to suss out how things had went between Lizzy and Darla.
There was a noise, and I turned to look down the narrow hallway. Lizzy stepped out of the kitchen and came toward me. She had on absolutely nothing but a pair of white knee socks pulled up as far as they could go. The faint light from the front room was barely enough to show the voluptuous curves and nubile lines of her all but naked body.
I don't know what come over me, but some kind of feeling filled me up like nothing I ever felt before. She was the most beautiful thing I ever had in my life. To me, she was perfect in every way you could imagine. She put me on top of the world, and at the same time I knew I didn't deserve something so pure, and alive, and loving. She was the only thing good that had come from me in all my years on this Earth, and I'd been too stupid to know it. I had this precious gift, and I'd let it walk away.
And for what? So as I could get drunk every weekend and fuck a string of women who cared more that I had a paying job than about me. It all just kind of hit me at once.
I feel to my knees, trying to hold back from crying in front of my girl. She walked right up to where I was and looked down on me. I kissed her naked belly. Lizzy stepped closer and I wrapped my arms around her thighs and hugged her to me. I kissed the warm flesh of her belly again and again, then pressed my cheek against her womanly softness. I didn't deserve this. A wretch like me had no right to the love she had for me.
The tart scent of her dried sweat was the last thing I remember from that night.
* * * * *
I was in my bed, still dressed, the next morning. Lizzy was curled up next to me in a t-shirt and those high, white socks. Her hand rested over top of the zipper on my jeans.
I had to piss like a racehorse, and it was a wonder I hadn't already wet the bed. As bad as I had to go, I didn't want to disturb Lizzy. My head was pounding like a trip hammer on crank, and everything that happened after I came in old Wanda's mouth and watched her spit my load onto the floor of my truck was a mixed up blur.
Lizzy stirred. She took her hand away from my crotch and stretched. When she did, I could see she had no panties on. She cuddled up on me again.
"Daddy...you stink," she said sleepily.
"I like the way you stink. It's how a real man should smell." She buried her face in the crook of my shoulder and let out a low moan that was more like a purr.
I held out as long as I could, but I was about to bust.
"Well, I'm gonna smell a lot worse if I don't hit the head in the next ten seconds."
She rolled away and let me up. I staggered to the bathroom and commenced what had to be a record-setting piss. Just as I was squeezing out the last of it, I noticed Lizzy leaning in the doorway with a sheepish grin on her face.
"Enjoying the show?" I shook away the last few drops and flushed.
She bit her lower lip, and twirled a strand of hair around one of her fingers.
"You taking a shower?" she asked.
"Can I watch?"
I turned on the water and stripped down. When I stepped into the shower and closed the glass door, Lizzy came in, put the lid of the toilet down, and sat. I felt like a dang catfish in an aquarium, but, even so, something about it was a touch flattering.
"How come I never seen you working out?"
"Probably 'cause I don't."
"Then how'd you get such a yummy bod?"
"Good genes an' hard work on the job, I s'pose." I'd always been on the lean side, but I knew all my bad habits was going to catch up with me one of these days. I soaped up my cock and couldn't help but watched the way she followed my every move.
"You want to know about last night?" Lizzy asked as I rinsed.
"Don't make me beg, girl."
"Well...something happened..." She crossed her bare legs and hid her face like she was being shy about it.
"Go on," I prodded, "don't keep all the good stuff to yerself."
"Okay, don't rush me!" While she was deciding where to start, I could see her nipples getting hard under her nightshirt. I couldn't figure what was sexier; the tease of seeing that, or getting to see her titties naked.
"I ain't rushin' ya. But I only got ten minutes before I have to leave for work."
"Alright, so, after you left we talked about stupid stuff at first, like school and TV shows we liked, and clothes we liked, and whatever. Then she asked about if I had a boyfriend, and I told her no, but that there was a teacher I had a crush on."
"What'd she think of that?"
"She said it was pretty normal, and then I told her it was a lady teacher. She was surprised, but that's when I think she started getting a little excited."
"That's my Darla."
"She made herself a second drink, and I talked about how confused I was about liking boys, but also getting turned on by girls. She said it was the same for her, but she was always too scared to try anything with another girl."
"Sounds like she opened right up with you." I ducked my head under the spray to rinse away the shampoo. My pecker had worked its way up to being good and hard, and Lizzy was staring at it the whole time she was talking.
"After I made her another drink, I admitted that I heard you guys having sex that morning, and how it got me hot. She acted all embarrassed, but I could tell it turned her on." She was getting all fidgety setting there on the toilet. She was obviously getting more than a little turned on herself. "Don't shut off the water," she said quick as I was reaching for the handle.
I stepped out of the shower and started toweling off. My hard dick bobbed in the air only about a foot away from her face. Lizzy would only have to lean forward a little and she could have it in her mouth if she wanted.
I watched her eyeball my swollen cockhead and thought for a second that she might do just that, but then she stood up quick and pulled her shirt up off over her head.
"My turn," she said with a cute smile, and brushed up against me as she passed by to get to the shower. I kept at drying myself off as I turned and watched her get wet under the hot spray. That horny ache was with me stronger than ever.
"So you two ended up just talkin'?"
"There was more. I said how pretty I thought she was, and how I was jealous of her boobs." Lizzy covered her slick body with suds. "Then I really poured it on. I asked her what it was like to have someone suck on your nipples. After she tried to explain it, I asked about what it was like to get your pussy licked. She couldn't really explain that too good either. That's when she made a joke about how it would be easier to show me than to tell me. And so I told her to go ahead and show me."
"You are a ballsy thing, ain't ya?" I smeared shaving cream on while I continued to watch my daughter in the mirror.
"I couldn't believe I said that!" she giggled. "Actually, she was pretty loose from the drinks by then, so it made it easier. Anyway, she thought I was joking about it, but I just stood up and took down my pants."
"Yup! You should of seen the look on her face. When I slipped off my panties, she swallowed the rest of her drink in one big gulp. We laid down on the sofa, and she did it." Lizzy shut the shower off, and squeezed the water out of her long hair.
"No shit? She really licked your pussy?"
"Yes, indeedy." She stepped out and started drying off as I finished shaving. "It felt so good. After that, we both got all naked, and she let me try licking hers. Now I know why you like to do that so much, Daddy."
"You're a chip off the ol' block, sweet pea."
She came up behind me and wrapped her arms around me in a hug. Her soft, moist body pressed against my naked skin. I could feel the points of her hard nipples on my back, and the tickle of her furry puss on my thigh. It was all I could do to keep myself from putting her down on the floor and laying into her right then and there.
"We touched all over, and took turns sucking each other's tits, and we fingered ourselves and each other until we both came like three or four times." Her hand slipped down and she combed her fingers through my pubic hair all casual like, as if it weren't nothing. Meanwhile, I wasn't sure my heart was going to hold out much longer at the pace it was going.
"Sounds like you had yerselves quite a time," I said.
"It was incredible." She patted my belly and stepped away. Lizzy found a dry towel and wrapped it around her head like a turban the way women do. I brushed my teeth quick and headed for my room. She followed right along, not bothering to cover up at all. I could easily get used to that.
"Man, I wish I could of been a fly on the wall."
"Yeah," she agreed and flopped onto my bed, "I bet you would've liked seeing me licking your girlfriend's pussy, and sucking her nipples, and sliding my fingers inside her."
"You know that you're going to kill me talking like this, don't ya?" I struggled to get my pants on over my boner, which set Lizzy to laughing at me.
"I was hoping you'd come home while we were going at it." She leaned back on my bed and opened her legs. Her fingers brushed along the length of her pink slit, tickling the edges of her tender lips. "But Darla seemed to get nervous all of a sudden. She said she had to get up early for work and couldn't stay any longer. She said not to tell you about what happened and that it should be a secret between us. Then she got dressed real quick, and took off."
I buttoned up my shirt, watching my daughter lightly playing with herself as I did.
"Guess it went pretty well according to plan."
"Yup," she said dreamily. "You missed a button."
"Thanks." I tried to pay more attention to what I was doing. "Damn, I wish I didn't have to go to work and leave you here on your own."
"Me, too." She slipped a finger into her wet little hole. "I'll just have to keep myself occupied somehow until you get back home." She pulled her finger out and gave it a suggestive sniff. "You better get going, Daddy, or you're going to be late."
All I could do was shake my head and force myself toward the door. I heard her bare feet pattering quick on the floor behind me. I turned and she jumped up against me, and squeezed me in a tight hug. This came along with a big, long kiss with plenty of tongue.
"I gotta go, darlin'. We'll talk more about this later tonight." I pulled away from her, knowing I was less than two seconds from calling in and quitting that shit job forever just so I could spend the day with my naked daughter. I opened the front door to leave.
"Wait!" Lizzy called. I turned and saw her reach between her legs, she swirled two fingers around down there, then stepped over to where I was standing in the open doorway. She took up my wrist and swiped those same two fingers across the back of my hand, leaving a wet streak of warm pussy juice. "To remind you of what'll be waiting here when you get home." She sniffed the back of my hand to make sure I got the point.
And, boy, did I.
* * * * *
I stumbled through another day on the job with my head in the clouds. My pecker was hard more than not, so I spent most of the time in coveralls even though it was hotter'n two rats fucking in a wool sock on the Fourth of July. It seemed that every time I got my mind on something else, I'd catch a whiff from the back of my hand and I was right back to thinking about little Lizzy's horny snatch all over again.
When I got home I found Lizzy asleep on my bed in nothing but a pair of my boxer shorts. I just stood there for a time, staring at her smooth, young body and wishing I owned a camera. She woke up and stretched. It was almost like she could sense I was there.
"Mmm...I've been thinking about you all day," she said real drowsy.
"Mmm hmm." She brushed her fingers over her bare nipples as she looked me over. "You should get out of those smelly work clothes."
I began undressing. "If I didn't know better, I'd think you was angling for a cheap thrill, little girl."
"You should know better." Lizzy paid close attention when I got to pulling off my under shorts. "There it is," she sighed. "Mmm...make it hard for me, Daddy."
It was already more than halfway there, so I only had to give it a few pulls to get it standing out to its full potential.
"Now how's about a peek at the pretty little kitty I've been dreamin' about all day."
She smiled and slipped easily out of the oversized boxers. With her hand modestly covering her cooter, she spread her legs. "You were really thinking about my pussy at work today?"
"It's about all that was on my mind, sweet pea."
Lizzy slowly moved her hand, revealing her moist womanhood. She ran her hands along the insides of her soft thighs, and let me get a good long look at the most wholesome cunt I ever set eyes on.
"Come lay down with me." She moved over to make room.
I laid down on my back, and my naked daughter got close as she could.
"You hear from Darla at all?" I asked while her fingers drifted through the hair on my chest and belly.
"No. She's probably still freaked out."
"Yeah." I tugged at the loose skin of my sweaty scrotum, peeling it away from sticking to my leg. "How 'bout you? As far as being freaked out, I mean."
"No, I'm cool." Lizzy looked down to see what I was getting up to with my junk. "It doesn't even seem real, but everything felt so good. The only thing is, I think I was so nervous that I wasn't able to really relax and get the full effect. You know?"
"I know how that goes." I wrapped my hand around my cock and gave it a couple of squeezes. A little bit of spooge leaked out the end.
"You think you'll be able to get her back here for us to try it again?"
"I'll call her up and see if we're on for our usual Friday night date."
Lizzy rubbed her stiff nipples against my arm. "And we'll do it like the way we planned?"
"No reason not to, far as I can see."
She moved up some and gave me one of those long soft kisses she's so good at.
She looked down at my hard pecker again.
"Can I touch it?"
"Hmm...I don't know if that'd be a good idea..."
"Well...if you really want...I guess it couldn't do no harm."
"I never touched a penis before." Her hand drifted down over my chest and past my belly. "I mean, I touched yours some that other night when I helped you get it in Darla, but that doesn't really count."
"Just be careful at first," I cautioned my eager little girl. "At least until you know your way around down there."
She nodded, her eyes bright with thankful appreciation, and gave me a quick kiss on the lips. Her nervous fingers lightly touched my hard pecker. I couldn't hold it back from jumping at the sensation, and she let out a little scream and snatched her hand back like it was a snake trying to give her a bite.
Lizzy giggled, and caressed her fingertips along the length of my shaft. This time when it jumped she didn't get scared. She circled her fingers around the head, squeezing softly a few times. The pad of her index finger settled over the slit of my pee-hole and stroked up along it a few times.
I was captivated by the expression of innocent entrancement on her face. She was full of wonder at this new thing she was experiencing for the very first time. When the wet, pink tip of her little tongue poked out at the corner of her mouth, it sent a flood of tingles down my back.
Lizzy gently held my shaft between her thumb and forefinger and lifted it so it was pointing straight up. She gazed at it from a few different angles before laying it back down. My cock was pulsing in time with my rapidly beating heart. I wanted her to grab ahold and go to town on it, but I kept quiet and let her go at her own speed.
"It feels so weird," she said distractedly. "I mean, it's a good weird. I like it, but it's not what I thought it would feel like."
She ringed her finger and thumb around my cock just under the ridge of the head, then carefully slid her soft grasp up and down.
"It's like there's a hard muscle in there." She gripped a little firmed and tried again. "And it's kinda bumpy underneath the skin."
"Ribbed for her pleasure," I joked, realizing as I said it that she'd probably have no idea what I was referring to. She giggled anyway. Lizzy uncurled her fingers and tickled them along the length again. With one of her fingernails, she began delicately tracing the couple of thick veins that were standing out. No one'd ever paid this much attention to my dick before.
"Daddy, is it okay if I touch your balls?"
"I'd like that, sweet pea. Just go easy on 'em."
Her hand made its way down lower. I opened my legs some so she could better get at whatever she wanted. It was good and warm that day, so my nuts were hanging pretty loose. Her feathery touch grazed the sensitive skin of my scrotum, brushing through my thin scattering of pubic hair I had there.
My daughter brought her fingers up underneath, lifting my balls a bit and giving them a gentle heft. I didn't know how much longer I could stand it. I was all but ready to bust my wad if so much as a stiff breeze blew by.
She let my balls down, then singled one out for closer inspection. Lizzy cradled my left nut in her fingertips and moved it around this way and that.
"That is so freaky," she mumbled. She switched to the right one and gave it a try as well. "Am I squishing them too much?"
"No, sweetie, you're doin' just fine."
She jiggled my balls around a bit more, and played with my sac. After a while, she went back to my rod. This time she wrapped her whole hand around the shaft and gave it a couple of tight squeezes. She looked up at me and smiled a wicked little smile. She gave my cock a few awkward tugs.
"This is how your jerk off, right?"
"Right you are."
"Can I try it? I want to see if I can make you cum."
I knew I was too far down that slippery slope to turn back, but even so it gave me pause. It was one thing to let her see me doing it for my own self, but it was another thing entirely to let my baby girl give me a handjob.
Lizzy started stroking me nice and easy while she waited for my answer.
"Maybe we should slow down," I fumbled. "I might be letting this all go too far now."
"Daddy, don't be such a goof," she chastised. "We're all naked together, and we've both already seen each other playing with ourselves. What's the big deal if it's my hand instead of yours."
She stroked me a little faster.
"I don't know...I'm afraid I shouldn't be letting you do this..."
"But it feels so good, Daddy. Doesn't it?"
She squeezed me tighter as she stroked and all I could do was moan by way of answering.
"I love your cock, Daddy. I love the way it feels. Does my hand feel good on it?"
"I want to make you feel good. I want to make you cum. Do you want me to make your penis cum for you, Daddy?"
"I do, baby. God help me, but I do!"
Lizzy adjusted her grip and started going at it with long, full strokes.
"Like this, Daddy?"
"Yes, baby...just like that..."
Her technique was simple, but her rhythm was steady. I could hear her breathing getting louder as she worked me.
"You want it faster?"
"Yes, Lizzy, jerk it faster."
She really started going to town on me then. My balls were jumping to beat the band, and it felt incredible.
"Cum for me, Daddy. I want to see your cock squirt!"
"Don't let up, baby, I'm just about there."
I felt it coming on. Each violent yank brought me closer. My girl was pulling my dick with everything she had.
"Yes, yes...oh, yes!"
I shoved my hips up off the flimsy sofa-bed and gritted my teeth. My balls scrunched up hard, and I launched a fat load of thick jizz up into the air. It come down with a wet slap high up on my belly, and was quickly followed by several more gobs of the white stuff.
"I did it!" Lizzy hollered out. "I did it! Look at all the cum I made shoot out!"
The fireworks were still exploding in my brain, so I didn't have the sense to say anything in that moment.
"Oh, Daddy, isn't it so cool? I really made you cum, didn't I?"
"No doubt about it, sweet pea," I groaned happily.
"And look! I got some on my hand." I opened my eyes and saw her showing off a good sized blob of spunk that landed on the back of her hand. She lifted it up and had herself a sniff. Her eyes closed like she'd just got a whiff of her favorite perfume.
"You like it, don't you?"
"I know it's nasty, but I don't care. It smells so good to me. Like nothing else I ever smelled before. And knowing where it came from makes it even better." She took another long sniff. She gave me a steady look, weighing something in her mind. "Can I...I mean, would it be okay for me to, you know...to taste it?"
"You might probably not like it too well."
"The ladies in the movies seem to like it," she argued.
"But they's gettin' paid to act that way."
Unable to wait for me to give her permission, she stuck her tongue out and licked it up just like that. She made a sour face at first, then broke out in a big smile.
"Mmm...I like it."
"You sure 'bout that?"
"I thought it would be kinda sweeter for some reason." She leaned down and gave me a long kiss. "But mostly I like it 'cause it tastes like you, Daddy."
"You are the sexiest, nastiest, most precious daughter a man could hope for."
She swirled one of her fingers through the pool of jizz on my belly, then licked that finger clean. Lizzy leaned in close and whispered.
"Thanks for letting me be nasty with you."
Her tongue ran along the outside edge of my ear, and she stole my heart away all over again.
* * * * *
My naked daughter was next me when I woke up. Her back was to me and her pretty little rump was pushed up tight against my morning wood. Life was better than I imagined it could be for a sorry excuse like me.
After she jacked me off last night, Lizzy wanted to show off for me. She spread her legs and let me see it all. Then she spread her pussy and let me see even more. There weren't any much shyness or embarrassment for her no more. In no time at all living here with me she'd turned out a righteously brazen little slut. And a most adorable one at that.
Once she'd gotten her rocks off lying on her back, she turned over and had me look at her while she did herself on her hands and knees. She kept opening herself up and giving me a shameless view of her pink little soaking wet virgin hole. Her fingers also kept teasing around her perfect puckered asshole. It was a dream I wouldn't of dreamed in a million years could come true.
That girl got my worn out old pecker stiff as a schoolboy's like there weren't nothing to it. She begged me to jerk off on her tits, so I did the best I could. I only managed to crank out a couple little spits of cum, but I squeezed them out right onto her big, puffy nipple, then rubbed it around with the tip of my cock. She liked that a whole lot, and then went right back to fingering herself all over again.
I about broke down when I seen her grab that big titty of hers and pull it up so she could lick my mess off her own nip just as she was making her pussy cum. Lord, almighty.
I wanted to just lay there and keep pushing my dick against her smooth, warm skin, but I forced myself up out of bed and off to work. As I was pulling away in the truck, I looked up to see her standing in the open doorway stark naked waving goodbye just as bold as anything. That lovely sight stuck with me all day.
'Round about lunchtime I gave Darla a call. She didn't sound herself. I asked her out for Saturday night. She didn't outright say no, but she had a list of reasons why she probably shouldn't go out. I worked on her a bit, telling her how much I wanted to see her, and that I missed her, and all that mush gals like to hear. She finally agreed, but she seemed real uptight about it.
Of course I knew it was all because she was feeling funny about what'd gone on between her and Lizzy. What I didn't know was whether it was because she was feeling guilty, or embarrassed, or maybe even disgusted with herself. Whatever it was, all I could think about the rest of the day was ways to get around whatever she was feeling and get her to do it again with Lizzy, and to let me come along for the ride.
The next couple nights were like stepping through the gates of heaven when I got home. Lizzy'd get me fed, then I'd wash up, and that's about when the fun began. The girl just couldn't get enough. We'd start off watching TV, or just setting and talking, but it wouldn't be long before she was rubbing up on me.
She liked to do a lot of kissing at first, which was okay by me. Pretty soon clothes would be coming off, and there was all sorts of touching and squeezing going on. I would feel up that spectacular rack of hers, and she'd give me a handjob. She mostly worked it so as I'd squirt my load onto her somewheres.
At one time or another I got my hands on her thighs, her butt, her belly, and most everywhere else. The one place I didn't touch was that sweet honey pot between her legs. By the way she acted, I could tell she was dying for me to, but I wanted to hold back some and let the anticipation build up for both of us. This was more foreplay than I'd had my whole life combined. But I was loving every second of it.
I lost count of how many times I watched my daughter make herself cum in all manner of different ways. It was like I had my own personal porn star putting on a show for me every night in my living room.
Once we was played out, we'd get into my bed naked and fall asleep together. No matter how hot it was, she would lay right up against me, and fall asleep holding my spent dick in her soft little hand.
I was more revved up that usual on my way home that Friday. I decided it was the night for me to step things up a little. I'd been thinking all day about sliding my hand down between my sweet girl's legs and finally touching her hot little coochie. I was hard as soon as I turned into the driveway.
Lizzy wasn't there to jump on me when I come through the door like she usually did.
"Hey, baby, I'm home," I called out, noticing there was nothing cooking. I suddenly got worried that something bad might of happened to her, but then she came out of the bathroom and my heart dropped back into place.
"Hi, Daddy," she said, her voice sounding small and maybe a bit scared. When she got closer I could tell she'd been crying.
"What's the matter, sweet pea?"
"Nothing," she lied.
"Come on now, you ain't foolin' me. There's something upsetting you. Just go ahead an tell me and I'll help set things right." I stepped toward her to give her a hug, but she shied away. My mind went wild trying to think of what I maybe done to put in such a state.
"I...I read..." she started getting choked up and pointed to the newspaper that was open on the table.
I went and gave it a look. There was a small article about a fella that was sentenced to twelve years in the pen for messing around with his two daughters. Seems he started with them when they was real young, so they grew up not knowing any different. When one of their high school teachers got suspicious, the whole situation got found out about.
"I didn't know you could get into trouble like that," Lizzy said. She sounded like she was about to start crying again. "I don't want you to go to jail, Daddy."
"Now, now..." I went to her and got her into a hug this time. "Nothing like that is gonna happen to us."
She sobbed into my shoulder. "But it could. Who knows how, but it could, then it would be in the papers, and everyone would know, and you'd..." She couldn't finish that thought and instead hugged me tighter and cried a little harder.
"Shhh, now come on, cryin' ain't gonna help us any." It probably wasn't the right thing to say. Hell, how was I supposed to know what to do?
"We have to stop, Daddy," she said between sniffles. "I don't want you to be in trouble 'cause of me."
I was torn in half when I heard that. On the one hand, these past couple weeks had been the bright spot in my life. I was happier than I ever been. On the other, I knew she was right. I let it go too far, and we shouldn't have been doing like were.
"Well...I love you, sweet pea, you know that. I'll go along with what you want, as long as you're sure it's really what you want."
"It's not what I want at all, Daddy. I want us to be able to make each other feel good. I want to be able to touch you, and for you to touch me, and for us to keep being nasty in front of each other." She stepped out of my arms and wiped the tears away. "But I'd die if you was to go to jail because of me."
"Alright, Lizzy." I felt about as low as I had in a long while. All good things must come to an end, I suppose. "If that's the way it's gotta be, then I guess that's how it's gotta be."
"You probably hate me now..."
"Hush up that noise, little girl," I scolded her gently. "It was good while it lasted. And it gave you and me a chance to get closer'n I coulda hoped for." I gave her a kiss on the forehead. "But no matter what, you're still my daughter, and I'll love you no matter what, ya hear?"
She nodded and gave herself in to a small, sad smile.
"What say we go out for dinner tonight, just you and me?"
"Okay, Daddy. I'd like that." She wrapped her arms around me and gave me a big squeeze, then ran off to the bathroom to get herself put together to go out.
I know it was probably all for the best, but I sure wish I'd have had got the chance to slip my fingers over that soft, virgin pussy of hers.
There was no use thinking that way no more. All as it would do is get me worked up to nothing. It was time for me to start thinking about Lizzy like a proper daddy should.
She came out of the bathroom with her hair put up, and her face looking fresh and clean. Her t-shirt was tight across her tits. A peek of her belly was showing between the bottom of her shirt and the top of her shorts. Her smooth legs were bare all the way down to her painted little toes. The sweet smell of her filled me up as she passed by on her way to the front room.
I realized then that I wouldn't never be able to think of her the way a proper daddy should.
* * * * *
We had ourselves a nice dinner out. I thought it might be awkward after what happened, but we talked and laughed and had a good ol' time. It was just as normal and comfortable as could be.
When we got back home, I tucked her in on the pull-out bed in the front room and gave her a goodnight kiss on the cheek. I went to my own room and went straight to sleep without touching myself, knowing it would only lead to me thinking bad thoughts about my daughter.
Darla called Saturday to check if I still was wanting to see her that night. I suspect she was hoping I'd let her off the hook, but I figured it would be good for me to get out of the house for a night. Being around Lizzy, I couldn't seem to go two minutes without having to stop myself from checking her out with perverse intent, or from resisting the urge to reach out and touch her in a way that just plain ain't appropriate for family.
There weren't a lot of conversating between me and Darla that night. It wasn't like she was upset or angry, but more like edgy about if I maybe knew what she done with Lizzy, and might call her out for it. If she only knew what I'd been up to with that girl.
And that's what pretty much kept me mostly quiet. I couldn't exactly say it was a guilty conscious that held me back from being in a better mood. To be honest, I must admit I was probably feeling more sorry for myself than anything else. I know that must sound selfish, but I didn't know how else to feel after losing a big piece of the best thing that I ever had.
We had a quiet dinner in a noisy restaurant. Both of us put away a few more drinks than we usually do--which is saying something. Darla wasn't having her usual fruity cocktails neither; she was hitting the hard stuff, right along with me.
I guess the soft sound of my truck's radio and the lack of talking sort of put Darla in a trance. She was lost in her own head, and only snapped out of it when we got to my place.
"Oh, wait...not here," she said with a hint of panic in her voice. She looked around like she was worried about someone seeing her there.
"What's the matter with here?" I asked, knowing full well what, but for some reason annoyed with the way she was acting about it. If she felt like a criminal for what she done with Lizzy, what the hell did that make me?
"Lizzy's here, though, isn't she? I feel funny about...you know...with her in the next room and all."
I blew out a big sigh and rubbed my face. This wasn't at all the night I'd been looking forward to all week, and it was only getting worse.
"Well, I don't want to have to drive all the way over to your place now that we're here." I turned off the engine to stress my point. "The lights're out, so she's already asleep. We'll just slip in quiet and go to bed."
Darla chewed her lip and watched the dark windows for a few moments. Finally, she got out of the truck, closed the door as soft as she could, then tottered to the front door. I just sat there and watched her for a few seconds. A couple fat drops of rain landed on the windshield. Looked like we were in for a soak.
We snuck in and crept to my bedroom. Lizzy was in her bed, but I knew she wasn't likely asleep. Darla changed out of her short skirt and blouse, and got into one of my clean shirts, leaving her big, white cotton panties on. She got under the covers with me, but turned so her back was to me and said goodnight.
I couldn't get to sleep. I listened to the rain pelting the roof of the trailer sounding like an angry spray of bullets. I kept thinking about all the plans Lizzy and me had made for this night. We'd had a lot of fun lying there in that very bed after messing around just scheming up different ways to get Darla to go along with having a three way with us. We talked about what positions we wanted to try, and Lizzy kept saying how she couldn't wait to lick Darla's snatch again--especially with me there to watch.
Next thing I knew my pecker was hard as nails, and soon as I realized it I got pissed off. Only problem is, I didn't have anyone to be pissed off with. All this weren't really anyone's fault, but I had to take it out on someone, and Darla was the closest one at hand.
I reached around and took a grip of one of her tits. She didn't move, and so I gave the other one a hard squeeze. She still didn't react, but I could hear her breathing change so I knew she was awake.
That got me even more irritated. I began pulling down those big panties of hers.
"We shouldn't..." she whispered weakly.
I got her drawers down to about her knees, licked my palm, slicked up the end of my dick, and shoved it in her from behind. I expected it to be tough going, but Darla was wet as I'd ever known her to be. I bet she was lying there the whole time thinking all sorts of nasty thoughts about my daughter, just like I was.
I didn't care, I needed to fuck something. I slammed my hard cock into her soaking cunt. I pulled back and rammed it home again. She grunted, and whimpered a pleading word. No. But she didn't resist when I grabbed her hip and pulled her into my next thrust.
After that, I started pounding her fast and hard. She tried to stifle it, but she couldn't keep from crying out with each harsh stab of my cock. It felt good to let loose and stop thinking in my head and give over to my body for a time. I needed to punish something, and I reckon Darla felt like she needed a punishing herself.
There was thunder and lightning passing close by, but I wasn't paying that no mind. My hard belly slapped against her soft ass with quick, fleshy smacks. I felt a growl tight in my throat that broke free as an angry bark. Darla pressed her face into the pillow and let out a muffled moan each time my cock drove home. She didn't want Lizzy to hear, but I did.
I got me a fistful of Darla's hair and drew her head back away from the pillow. She tried to keep quiet but that only got me to pump with more force. When she couldn't take it no more, she let it out in a strangled yelp. One yelp gave way to another, and after half a dozen sharp thrusts they were coming so close together they blended into one long moan of tortured ecstasy.
My own grunts added to the noise and matched the beat of my ruthless fucking. I knew Lizzy was hearing us going at it, and I wanted her to know what she was missing out on. I know it wasn't fair of me, but I wasn't in no mood to care that I was hurting anyone's feelings. I only wanted to get it all out of me, whatever it was.
"Fuck!" I yelled when I could feel I was only a few plunging slams away from blowing my load. "Fuck, fuck, fuuuuuck!" I pushed as far into Darla's slut hole as I could and shot my wad deep into her guts. I rammed her three or four more times, shooting more and more of my gunk inside her with each spasm.
As soon as I was empty, I pulled out and rolled away from her. I didn't know if she came or not, and I really wasn't much concerned one way or the other. She stayed lying with her back to me and didn't say a word. The thunder rumbled far off and the rain slacked off to an easy patter.
After our breathing quieted down, and our hearts slowed back to regular, I felt her moving in the dark. She shimmied her panties off the rest of the way, then pulled my shirt she was wearing off over her head. She used it to wipe between her legs, then tossed it on the floor. It wasn't any much different than the way old Wanda spat out my seed onto the floor of my truck that night.
I didn't feel good about what I just done, but I did feel a small measure of relief. I knew I had my share of shit to answer for, but I could leave all that for tomorrow.
After about fifteen or twenty minutes I heard Darla's breathing fall into the steady, relaxed rhythm of sleep. I was dog tired, but each time I started to doze off, something brought me back awake with a jolt. Maybe it was those silent flashes of lightning outside the window. Maybe the booze.
My eyes popped open and I had that startling sensation I was falling off the bed. But I was still lying there square on my back in the middle of the mattress with Darla beside me. I closed my eyes, but then I got a strange feeling. I thought I heard the floor give a squeak, but I wasn't all together sure.
I held my breath and listened harder. There was the faint sound of movement. The quiet shush of cloth. But it was hard to be certain with the pulsing of my heart in my ears and the tapping of the rain on the roof.
What I heard next confirmed it. It was the low, but distinct, sound of gentle sucking. I swallowed hard, and silently let out the breath I was holding. I didn't know whether to be excited, or annoyed, or what. After all the consternation Lizzy'd put me through, here she was, sneaking into my bedroom and laying her mouth on my girlfriend without so much as a please howdy.
Darla let out a peaceful sigh. She was most like still half asleep and not fully aware of what exactly was going on. I stayed as still as I could so as not to give away that I was awake. The only thing I couldn't keep still was my pecker, which was getting harder by the second and quickly rising up.
Lizzy's suckling noises got more obvious, and that's when I heard Darla let out a surprised gasp. I had my eyes shut, but could tell Darla took a quick look over her shoulder to check if I was awake. I guess I must have been convincing enough to fool her.
"Lizzy, honey," Darla whispered sleepily, "you have to stop...ahhh..."
Lizzy didn't let up any.
"We can't...your daddy...please, darling, don't..."
The room was near about pitch dark, but I was able to barely make out that Lizzy was pulling off her skimpy night shirt. She leaned forward, bringing her boobs right up to Darla's face.
"...no..." Darla protested, but then I heard the sound of more suckling. Darla had one of my little girl's nipples in her mouth--right then--right there next to me. I wanted so bad to join in, but I knew it was too soon. I didn't want to put the kibosh on what was happening.
Of all the different plans me and Lizzy come up with, this wasn't one of them. But it seemed like it was doing the trick. I felt Darla parting her legs some. It was my guess that Lizzy already had her hand down there. I had to wonder if I was asleep and it was only a dream. I supposed that I may as well enjoy it just the same no matter what.
From what I could tell, the titty sucking and pussy fingering went on for another minute or so, then there was some commotion. They were both trying to keep as quiet as they could, and Darla was obviously doing her best not to move in a way that might risk waking me up. I strained my ears for some clue of what was happening.
It took me a few seconds to puzzle it out, but I reckoned Lizzy had worked her mouth down to Darla's cooter, and was proceeding to get that taste she'd been hankering for. Darla was squirming now, her body struggling to resist, but her lust keeping her from putting up too strong of a fight. I was wishing that full moon was back outside my window so I could see what I was hearing, but then I figured the secrecy of the dark might be doing more to help my overall cause.
I finally got to the point that I couldn't hold back no more. I carefully rolled so I was facing Darla and reached my hand out and laid it on her thigh. She let out another gasp and I could feel her stiffen up quick as a blink. I kissed her on the back of her shoulder, real tender and loving like, then I eased her thighs apart a little more so Lizzy could get at her better.
Darla's body stayed tight, the muscles of her leg didn't want to give way. I pressed my lips against her bare shoulder again like an apology, and lifted her leg to lay it across my body. After a brief moment of resistance, she gave in. Her thigh relaxed and she let me open her up with the surrender of forgiveness.
Lizzy shifted so she could get her face buried right in there good. Once she got her tongue into Darla's sweet spot, my little girl let out a satisfied moan of her own. It was like a wordless message to let Darla know this was all okay, and to just enjoy it.
I reached around and fondled Darla's breasts, this time I was soft and easy about it. Her nipples were stiff, and still moist from Lizzy mouth having just been on them. Darla's hand came up and settled on top of my own as I played with her boobs. It was her way to tell me she was completely giving in to this strange and wonderful experience.
I didn't dare say anything, knowing that words could most likely break the spell. Darla was going along with it for now, but it could all turn around in a split second. I felt like I was walking a tightrope over a mine field and needed to calculate my every move to avoid disaster.
Using only the slightest pressure, I encouraged Darla to turn my way so she'd be all the way on her back. As she rolled toward me, Lizzy eased her way up into the bed with us, never taking her mouth away from her delicious prize. Once she was settled, I brought my lips to Darla's and we kissed like the two of us never kissed before. There was a hungry passion between us fueled by the sharing of what we both knew was outright wrong, but between us didn't have the willpower to put a stop to it.
Lizzy was slurping away down below, no longer making any attempt to be quiet. Darla's hands found their way down and held Lizzy's head right where it was. I left Darla's lips and moved down to her chest. As soon as I corralled one of her big nipples into my mouth, she let out a groan of indecent delight. I was mostly sure this was the first time this horny ol' gal had two mouths working on her at the same time. And she sure was loving it.
It took a fair piece of a long while--since this was only her second time eating pussy, I don't suppose Lizzy was especially skilled at it yet--but after a long, slow build-up, we had Darla ready to cum. My mouth was going dry. I didn't let up. I squeezed Darla's big tits together and went from one nipple to the other and back again fast as a jackrabbit. I sucked hard, drawing her soft flesh over the hard edge of my teeth. Her whole body was alive with movement as she bucked and coiled in response to the overwhelming pleasure we was giving her.
Darla finally gave up being quiet about it, too. She was sounding out with something between a scream and animal grunt. The noises coming from Lizzy were a mix of lust and a battle for air. I'd of given my eye teeth to get one good sight of my daughter down there with her face full of pussy.
Darla's cries got louder and came faster and faster. She was right there, almost at the peak. I mashed them titties together, opened wide, and sucked both her nipples into my mouth at the same time. I timed it just right and next thing I knew Darla was thrashing around and having herself an orgasm like I'd never been able to give her just on my own.
Her heel kicked into my thigh and give me a charley-horse to beat all. I didn't raise a fuss about it though, and went on licking and sucking the stiff tips of Darla's teats. Once her body finally went slack, I could hear both gals breathing hard--each for a different reason. I let off of Darla's chest, and nobody moved.
No one spoke. It was the three of us, naked in the dark, together on the bed, with a space of time to listen to our own thoughts. I had to wonder if Darla was about to come to her senses and hightail it out of there, never to speak to me again. Would Lizzy realize she'd let herself give in to a wicked temptation now that she'd tasted what she wanted and retreat feeling ashamed and embarrassed? Was there maybe even a chance that I would be overcome with the strength of moral character to do what's right and put an end to what was likely to be the most incredible sexual experience of my sad existence?
Before I got too carried away fretting about it all, I felt the bed shifting some. Then there was the sound of tiny wet smooches. Lizzy was kissing her way up Darla's body. I leaned back some to make sure she had room, and tried to track her progress just from what I could hear. When Darla let out a breathy moan, I knew Lizzy was working up over her nipples.
A few seconds after, it sounded pretty clear that they was kissing each other on the lips. Lizzy was lying up on top of Darla. Both naked, and I imagined how all of one's lady parts would be rubbing up against the other's. What I wouldn't have given right then for even the faintest helping of light.
I wanted to reach out and run my hands all over Lizzy's ass, but was afraid to risk it. I didn't want to do anything that might put Darla off. I almost jumped when I felt a hand on my arm. It took a second to sort out that it was Darla's.
She slid her hand down, and intertwined her fingers with mine, holding my hand tight while she made out with my daughter right next to me. Then, she let go and reached over to my prick. She gave it a nice squeeze when she found it to be about as hard as it was likely to get in this lifetime.
I just laid there and enjoyed the feeling of Darla gripping onto my dick while I listened to the two of them kissing and squirming with each other. Every now and then she'd give it a couple pulls, then get distracted with Lizzy again.
This went on for a time, and then they rolled toward me. I made way, and Darla ended up on top of Lizzy in the middle of the bed. I reached over to feel Darla's ass only to discover Lizzy's hands there already. The two of us massaged that lovely butt, occasionally venturing down a thigh, or into the spaces in between.
Darla began working her way down. It was Lizzy's turn to get her coochie licked. As soon as I heard them start to moaning, I realized I couldn't hold out no more.
I got down off the bottom of the bed and got up behind Darla. I patted her hip and she got herself right up into position without me having to say a word. I slipped my pecker straight on in to her sopping wet pussy with one quick push.
Normally, I would have just started banging away, but with her mouth on Lizzy's puss, I didn't want to bump and jolt her every which way, so I went real easy. I held onto those soft hips of hers, pulled my cock back, then carefully pressed it in again as far as it would go. Damn, her snatch never felt so good as it did right then.
About that time is when a small miracle was granted to this unworthy sinner. The clouds outside my window broke open and let through the smallest shine of starlight. It weren't much, but it was enough to get a hint of what was going on in front of me. I could see Lizzy looking up at me, her face slack with blissful abandon, her heavy-lidded eyes fixed on me like she wanted to make sure I was watching it all. And, boy, was I!
Lizzy squeezed her boobs, and tugged at her nipples, as the noises of her mounting gratification became more intense. Darla's head was turning this way and that between my daughter's legs, and I could hear the wet sucking sounds getting louder and faster. I kept my steady pace, fucking away and loving every second of this unreal moment.
The way my eyes was locked with Lizzy's made so I could almost make out in my mind that it was her pussy I was fucking instead of Darla's. I knew I shouldn't have been thinking along those lines, but I let myself hold on to that and enjoy it without letting it make me feel guilty. The physical distance between us prevented the illusion from being complete, but in a way my cock was connected to Darla's pussy, and Darla's mouth was connected to Lizzy pussy, and so it was like there was a live circuit from me to my little girl, making us as connected as anything.
"Oh," Lizzy breathed. "Oh, oh...ooooh, God, oh-oh-oooooh!" Her young naked body twisted this way then that. Her feet came up off the bed. Her head titled back, pressing hard into the pillow. I witnessed my little girl orgasm in a way I hadn't yet seen. There was a certain kind of pleasure you can give yourself, but when you get it from another person, that's a whole other beast. And she was feeling that right there in front of my very eyes.
Darla knew to back off from sucking her clit at that moment, but kept nuzzling around between Lizzy's wide open thighs. I felt Darla's fingertips tickling my balls, then moving to her own clit. She was ready to cum herself, but I didn't want it to be like that.
I drew my cock back all the way until it dropped out of her. Needing only a slight nudge from me, she knew I wanted her on her back. She rolled over and opened her legs to me. I climbed up on top of her and my cock found its way directly into her honey hole without the help of my hands or hers. I buried it deep and she let out a grateful sigh.
Lizzy looked like she was still out of her wits after the cum she just had, so I started putting it to Darla slow and soft. My eyes strained to make out the details of the two lovely naked women in my bed, but I had to fill in most of it with my imagination. The faint light was only enough to catch a rounded line here, or a smooth peak there. Even with only that, it was the sexiest sight I could hope for.
After almost a minute Lizzy finally stirred to action. She propped herself up on one arm and watched me gently working myself in and out of Darla. I don't suspect she could make out any much more than I was able, but her hand was circling around through her own pubic hair and down over her swollen lips.
Lizzy leaned in and kissed one of Darla's nipples. Darla grabbed up her titty and arched her back to bring the tip of her big breast up to Lizzy's mouth. Lizzy gave it a couple more light kisses, then set about sucking it good and proper. This got Darla to bucking herself back against my cock, urging me to lay into her a mite harder.
I took this chance to get down there myself and wrap my lips around Darla's unattended nipple. I could feel Lizzy's hair brushing against my cheek as the two of us each suckled a tit. I had to crook my back to be able to fuck and suck at the same time, but I didn't care how uncomfortable it was, I knew that we was taking Darla to Cloud Nine in style.
It was Darla's turn to make some noise, and she weren't holding anything back. I picked it up and was pounding into her as best as I could. Her legs wrapped around my waist.
"Don't stop," she panted. "Suck my tits...keep sucking...fuck me...suck me..."
Lizzy was keeping up her end of the bargain from what I could tell. Her head was moving and bumping up against the side of mine as she worked over Darla's tit with her mouth. I was barely able to keep my attention on her other nipple as I humped her cooch as hard as I was able.
"Right there...fuck...oh, fuck...yes! Yes, that's it...fuuuuuuck!"
Darla pushed both our heads against her chest while she clamped her pussy tight around my cock and came for all she was worth. As soon as the first wave passed, she began fucking herself against my cock again right away, and within seconds she was going off again. It was the first time I known her do a multiple orgasm--which is what I figured it had to be.
I wanted to feel proud about it, but I had to admit it was most like as much on account of Lizzy as anything to do with my old cock. Still, I was feeling about as good about myself as I ever did in the sack, and I didn't want it to end. It was taking every ounce of self-restraint to keep my hands off of my darling little girl. She was so close I could smell the distinctive scent of her sweat, and the sharp tang of her womanly arousal.
Even while I held myself back, I found that I was hoping she wouldn't be able to restrain herself and she'd put her hands on me. I knew we shouldn't go too far with each other in front of Darla, but if I was given any excuse at all, all bets would be off as far as I was concerned. Lizzy apparently had enough self-control to keep herself from doing anything that might shock Darla into realizing just how wrong this all was.
Lizzy took her mouth away from Darla's tit and looked up at me. Even in the dimness I could see that hungry glint in her eye. She wasn't even close to getting all the satisfaction she wanted. I knew how much she liked it when I squirted my warm cum all over her, and I could almost hear her begging me for it, but she knew this wasn't the time for that.
Instead, she got up on all fours and dangled her full, firm titties down over Darla's face. Darla immediately took a nipple between her lips and began sucking and nibbling at it. Meanwhile, Lizzy reached down between her own legs and started fingering her yet-to-be-fucked cunt. It surely was a scene to behold.
I wanted to enjoy it all as long as I could, but there was no two ways about it--I'd been on the hairy edge of blowing my entire load from the get go, and there weren't no way I was going to hold out any longer.
Without another thought, I went about banging into Darla's hot pussy with mindful intent. It was my turn to cum, dammit!
I fucked her hard, and I fucked her fast. Lizzy's head was turned toward me, and she watched me heaving away like a man possessed. She shifted so Darla could work on her other titty, never looking away from the spot where my dick was ramming in and out of that fleshy paradise betwixt Darla's outstretched legs.
Lizzy's body was flexing and gyrating with increasing excitement as she masturbated herself without any sign of reservation. My girl was so horny that nearly all her inhibitions had been stripped away, and all she cared about was getting as much pleasure as she could from this obscene union of three desperate souls.
I slammed my cock into Darla's willing body with relentless exhilaration. I felt my whole being expand. I encompassed the two other naked bodies in my presence. I became one with them; sharing every sensation; harmonizing with every emotion; losing all sense of myself and knowing only that we were one creature striving after one purpose.
I screamed out with a triumphant roar that rose of from deep within me. I gripped on to enough presence of mind to pluck my cock out of Darla's pulsating cunt, grab my shaft, and give it one last, powerful yank. I felt my balls spasm, my ass clench, and my whole body stiffen.
My cum shot from my cock with violent force. It jetted across the space between Lizzy and me, and hit her square on the shoulder. She leaned her head over toward me, and my next spurt landed directly on her pure, smooth cheek. I kept jacking myself like a fiend and spilled the rest of my spunk all over Darla's soft belly.
Within seconds Lizzy was grunting and groaning and cumming like there was no tomorrow. I don't think Darla had any idea that I'd just cum on my own daughter's face, and so she just went on suckling at Lizzy hanging teats like she was on a sacred mission.
Just as Lizzy began winding down from her orgasm, Darla went ahead and started in on rubbing her own pussy. She strummed her whole hand back and forth over her clit faster than I'd ever seen a woman go at herself. Within seconds that ol' gal was kicking and rearing with another orgasm of her own that was more intense than any other so far.
Everybody was panting heavy, and we all held still for a time. I had no idea what was going to happen next. Was they regaining their strength for another round, or were they about to realize this had been a shameful mistake?
Lizzy turned her head so the jizz on her cheek wouldn't drip down onto Darla. If I knew her, she was thinking about how to get a taste of it without letting on that she was eating her daddy's seed. She ended up settling down beside Darla, wiping her cheek clean on the bed spread as she did, making it so it wasn't obvious.
The two of them started in to kissing again, and rubbing hands all over one another. I laid down along Darla on the other side from where Lizzy was, and joined in on the touching and feeling. While my daughter made out with my lady friend, I could see that they was diddling each other's pussy at the same time. I fiddled with one of Darla's nipples for a bit, then ran my hand down her body to her rump.
I squeezed her cheek, and she responded by turning up on her side. I slid my touch along the crack of her ass. It was moist with the warm slickness of a light sweat. I could feel the movements of Lizzy's hand working those wet pussy lips only inches from where my hand was. I worked my way down and shimmied my fingers in between Darla's butt cheeks. I expected the usual resistance, but didn't find any.
I probed a little further and reached my goal. The tip of my finger nestled up against Darla's backside pucker. I gave it a second, knowing she was likely to shake me away. She never let me mess around with her behind, always saying such things were too dirty for a respectable woman to allow. When she gave no signal for me to stop, I took it to mean she no longer considered herself a respectable woman.
My finger circled around her rosebud, and I could feel it flexing up real tight, then relaxing a little before tensing up again. I kissed the back of her neck and moved up so my semi-hard cock pressed up against the back of her thigh. All the while I kept on massaging that dirty little bottom hole of hers.
The faint light in the room dimmed away, leaving us in almost total darkness once again. I heard Lizzy panting, then moaning her way through another orgasm thanks to Darla's busy fingers. I used this distraction to press my luck, and I wormed my middle finger right on into her tight asshole. I didn't think I was going to make it at first, but then she unclenched herself and I eased on in. What a lovely sensation it was.
Lizzy renewed her efforts between Darla's legs now that she'd recovered from her climax. The sloppy wet noises were like music to my ears. Darla moved her hips back and forth, pushing my finger deeper up her ass. My cock managed to regain its strength and was back at full attention.
"Suck my tits for me, darlin'," Darla whispered to Lizzy. Without a moment's pause, my girl was back on one of them fat nipples. Meanwhile, Darla reached around behind her, ran her hand up and down my arm--the one that was working a finger in and out of her butt--then went for my cock.
Darla stroked me with her whole fist. I diddled her backside, while Lizzy fingered her in the front. She started picking up the action, rocking this way and that between me and Lizzy.
"I'm gonna cum again," she whimpered. "Oh, sweet Jesus, this feels too good. That's it, baby, make me cum...aaaaaah! Yesssss!"
The ring of muscle around my knuckle tightened like a clamp as soon as she came. It was a glorious gift I hoped I'd be able to share with her from now on. I gently backed my finger out.
As soon as Darla's body spasms gave way, she sat up, curled over and took my dick in her mouth. She commenced to sucking like the world depended on it. I just laid back and let the good feelings wash over me. The only thing that could of made it better was if Lizzy were to wrap her sweet lips around my balls--but I knew she weren't going to do that, especially not in front of anyone else.
Darla was going at my pole like a wild woman, and I went ahead and fucked her mouth right back. I usually just let her work it her way, but she seemed to like me sticking it in her throat like that. She gagged a couple times, but didn't let up for a second.
It didn't take much more that a minute before I was letting go with another shot of jizz. I'm sure it wasn't up to the amount of my first blast, but it was at least a couple of decent squirts. On the rare times that Darla let me cum in her mouth, she'd always end up spitting it back out. Tonight was different.
That horny old gal swallowed my load right down and kept on sucking until she got all she could get out of me. Once she'd drained my tool, she fell back with a satisfied sigh.
The lightning and thunder had long passed, but the rain started up again, tapping out a calming cadence above us. I shifted into a comfortable position up along the length of Darla's naked body. I could feel the heat coming off her skin. I heard the rustling of Lizzy getting resituated on Darla's other side, then sliding one leg up over top of her.
I don't think three folks have ever been quite so content in the whole history of the world.
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