Gender: Male Age: 46 Location: N/A
|Introduction: The day at Jane's continues with the girl's arrival home from school|
Disclaimer: This is a TRUE story. I am not a "Professional Writer". I am just trying to convey something that happened and that is all. I am not exactly "eloquent" and write like an “author” would, but I try to convey the story as it actually happened. I am also not really a “sex writer” as I have trouble with excessive verbiage, and sometimes can’t really express sexual acts “properly” in writing. However, on the other hand, I do not exaggerate anything as there is absolutely no need to. The events in my stories happened exactly as I wrote them, and I don't really care if people believe them or not. Please just read and enjoy it for what it is, but I don't mind negative comments, as I do not read them :)
Co-Worker and her Daughters: Part 3
The two girls came running out the sliding glass door, yelling their apologies to Jane for slamming the front door, and they froze the instant they saw me. Emaline squealed loudly with what sounded like a mixture of surprise and glee, and then the girl immediately put her hand over her mouth to silence herself. The 15 year old girl's eyes opened as big as saucers as she stared directly at my visibly throbbing hard 6 1/2 inches. The young teen was almost too over-dramatic when she dropped her school backpack at her feet as she continued to stare with absolutely no shame whatsoever. Emaline's 13 year old sister Suzie didn't stare quite as long as the older girl, but she certainly got a good look before she directed her gaze past me and at her mother, and the young teen gave Jane an overly questioning look. I am pretty sure Jane smiled at their reaction, but as my sight was directed at 15 year old Emaline, and Jane standing behind me, I couldn't be sure.
“Girls, don’t be rude. You remember Robert…say hello.” their mother told them. As the two girls said a polite “hello Robert” in unison, Emaline's eyes were still glued to my hard cock. Her long stare was interrupted by Jane ordering them into the shower, telling them that they knew the “rules of the house”, and that they knew that once they arrived home, clothes were not allowed. I thought to myself that it seemed a bit odd that Jane was so adamant about the girls being nude the instant they got home, but I quickly dismissed the thought when I remembered the type of domineering person Jane was.
“I’ll be back in a few, Robert please don’t leave.” Emaline literally begged. The 15 year old smiled brightly when her mother assured her that I was not going anywhere, and the girl instantly added, “I will be right back!!!”
As soon as the girls were out of sight back inside the house, Jane looked down at me and said, “See, that wasn't so bad, was it?” I shook my head no as I answered, “No, not in the least...but the day isn’t over yet.” I said the last part only half joking, as I was still a little uncomfortable about the situation. Mere nudity was not the issue; the main issue I was facing was what could happen, what would probably happen if I stayed. I had not acted on any “impulses” I had for underage teen girls over the past several years, but that was because I never really had any opportunity. This day, however, was different from any other day over the past 20 plus years, because now, I not only had the opportunity…I also had more than willing participants…including their mother that was literally pushing me in their direction.
One thing I was definitely comfortable with was having fucked Jane, and I had not consider it to be cheating because I had already decided I was going to tell Nicki that our sham of a marriage was over and that I wanted a divorce. Our conversation on my drive from work that afternoon had been so short that it was almost a "non-conversation", and the fact that Nicki didn't give a shit one way or the other what I did, allowed me to more than willingly and eagerly fuck Jane with absolutely no remorse whatsoever. However, to fuck either one or both of her daughters was a different story altogether. That would be a felony, and way different than "cheating" on a relationship that didn't even exist anymore.
Jane chose to ignore my last statement of "the day isn’t over yet.”, and simply asked if I wanted another beer. I shook my head, and told her that I would actually prefer water instead. I had instantly dismissed any doubts I had about whether to stay or not, deciding to stay at least for the rest of the afternoon and through dinner. Jane merely replied "water it is for you then", and then disappeared into the house.
A few short minutes after Jane went inside to get us our drinks, she and the two girls came back outside together. As soon as I heard the sliding glass door open, I sat up, and my already hard cock seemed to somehow get even harder at the sight of three of them headed toward me naked.
Jane handed me my water, and Emaline was quick to pull a lounge chair between her mother’s and my lounge, and faced it toward us. Before she sat down though, the young teen went to her mother’s lounge and bent over to give the woman a long hard kiss on the mouth. This allowed me the opportunity to stare directly at her tight slit and asshole that was even with, and less than a foot away from my face. It was all I could do to keep from just leaning over and slurping the creamy juices that were already leaking out of her pink slit, and although I knew with 100% certainty that I could get away with it, I refrained from doing so. After all, that afternoon was only nudity, right? I heard her whisper “Thank you mommy” after they broke their overly long passionate kiss and then Emaline went to her lounge and sat down. As Jane had predicted, Suzie stayed in the shade. She appeared to be upset about something, although she also came and kissed her mother and sister on the lips before retreating back to her spot under the patio cover.
For the next half hour or so, all we did was talk. Well, to be more exact, Emaline talked. Her one sided conversation with us was “normal”, although the 15 year old asked Jane point blank if her and I had fucked. After Jane told her that we had fucked like animals, Emaline looked back at my hardon, and said that it must have been a “good ride”. I laughed along with Jane as she answered her daughter’s question with a matter of fact, “YES!!! It most certainly was baby-girl!!!”
From that point on, the girl was quite a little chatterbox, talking excitedly and nonstop about her projects at school, talking so much that neither Jane nor I could get a word into the one-sided conversation. I glanced at Jane, and was happy to see that I was not the only one staring lustfully at the slightly opened slit between Emaline's obscenely wide spread legs. Even if Emaline had given either myself or Jane a chance to interject anything into the conversation, the view between the 15 year old girl's legs was too distracting, and would have made any effort on our part a little "rough" to speak.
Suzie, on the other hand, had very little to contribute, and as she sat in the shade playing her PSP she seemed to be the most uncomfortable person there, and she acted like she wished she could be anywhere other than where she was. I had thought it would be me, but I felt more comfortable in that half hour than I had in years. I know it was from being able to be myself, and not have to hide anything like I had the past several years of my miserable marriage. Jane had been so right…I was in my element, breaking free of the bonds that held me to absolutely no life. She had also been right about the nudity, there was absolutely nothing wrong with it, and it felt totally natural despite the fact that I had a raging hardon, but I was comforted by the fact that at least two of the females were as wet as I was hard.
Emaline acted oblivious that her mother and I were both staring at her leaking pussy, although I know for a fact that she most certainly knew what she was doing to both of us. Finally, Jane gave up, and around 4:45 she asked Suzie to come inside with her and help make dinner. Suzie literally jumped out of her chair at the chance to do something, and Jane then told Emaline and I to stay outside and get better acquainted, and then smiled when her eldest daughter got up from her lounge, and dragged it even closer to me.
"Mom just told us to get better acquainted, Robert, so tell me something about yourself", Emaline said as she lay back in her lounge. She was mere inches from me, the edge of her lounge chair pushed tightly against the edge of mine, although she had the "decency" to cross her legs, making it possible for me to actually speak :) For the next few minutes, I gave her the basics about myself, where I grew up, that I had gone to the same Christian School for 13 years, and years later I worked as a custodian there before I started with the Department of Corrections seventeen years prior...etc….
"Booorrriiinnng......" Emaline said as she faked a yawn. "Tell me something better than that, Robert, something more up to date...something to pique my interest...something that will make me want to stay here and talk to you."
I was amused by her reaction and it made me chuckle for a brief second. I then proceeded to tell her about my marriage, and how unhappy I was. I told her that Nicki and I had been living as room-mates only for the past few years, and that we both had separate bedrooms.
Her question to me was more than blunt, but not surprising from what she had asked her mother earlier. "Do you still fuck her?" Emaline asked. In answer to her short question, I merely shook my head. "Still a little bored, Robert" she said. I didn’t know what else she wanted me to add. It was a simple yes or no question.
Emaline took control of the conversation at that point, leading it in the direction she wanted it to go by asking, "When was the last time you got laid?" She was quick to add, "Besides this afternoon with my mom…when was the last time you used that, and got it wet with a woman's saliva or pussy juice?" She pointed to my hard cock as she spoke, and I swore that Emaline could actually see it throbbing in front of her. I wasn't put off in the least about her blunt questions, in fact, I was grateful that she was leading the conversation. It was thrilling to be naked as I talked about sex in front of a sexy young nude girl, and she made it very clear that was what she wanted as well. If not...well...I guess we wouldn't have been talking at all.
"It's been years, Emaline" I replied as the girls eyes remained glued to my aching hardon. When the girl asked how many years, I told her that I had actually lost count, and that it was around five or six years since Nicki and I had done anything at all in bed. The girl's mouth fell open, and then her eyes went back to mine as she asked me if I had a woman on the side for all those years. I shook my head no again, and then waited for her to ask the next obvious question, and I had already decided that I was going to be just as blunt with my answer as she had been with her questions.
"Then what did you do for sex for all those years, Robert?" she asked. It was the question that I was prepared for, the question that I knew she was going to ask, and I proceeded to answer honestly. I told Emaline everything I had just barely shared with her mother earlier that afternoon on the phone. I told her that I jacked off every night to porn featuring 18 or older girls that looked underage. I told her about my lustful and prurient thoughts about girls her age and younger, and how I spent hours online downloading or just looking at photos of underage but clothed teen girls, and how they provided "masturbation fodder" for my many fantasies. Emaline didn't look even slightly shocked by my confession so far, so I figured I had nothing to lose, and I thanked her for the prior Monday evening. The 15 year old smiled when I told her that I had cum three times that night after I got home just to the image of her bending over in front of me.
Emaline told me the same thing that her mother had…that it had been planned, but the outcome was not as either of them had thought it would be. Her smile then changed to a pout as she said they both had hoped that I would take advantage of the situation, that from their sight of the hardon I got from her, they both figured that I would. With a half whisper, Emaline also added what her mother had wrote me in the email, that neither one of them would have stopped me from walking up behind her and just shove my cock deep into her soaking wet hole.
"I don't fuck underage girls." I almost defensively replied. Then, in a kind of mumble, I added "Not anymore." Those two words slipped out…one of those things that you mean to leave in your brain that accidentally slips past your lips.
"But you want to fuck an underage teenager, don't you Robert? It is so obvious that you would absolutely love to. You could tell me no, but that would make you a liar, wouldn't it?"
I nodded my head and answered, "Yes. Yes Emaline, I would be a liar if I said no…I do want to, but it’s against the law." As I spoke, I thought to myself, "Whew...she missed it!"
I was wrong. That cute little girl caught what I had mumbled, and asked, “What do you mean by 'not anymore'?"
I asked if she wanted to hear a secret...a secret that I had kept to myself for well over twenty plus years. I told her that she would be the first to hear how I actually lost my virginity, to which she replied, "Of course I would!!! You would be my first also!!!" We both giggled at her comment, although we both knew she was serious. When we stopped giggling, the 15 year old told me that I had to tell it to her as sexually explicit as possible.
I did as Emaline requested with no hesitation or embarrassment. I was sure to be as sexually explicit as possible when I told the girl how I lost my virginity at the age of 21 to my best friend's 14 year old sister. I even went as far as "describing" how hard my cock had been when I entered the 14 year old girl by taking my hardon in my hand and squeezing it. I was sure to tell the girl how wet Summer was when she took me all the way inside her tight underage pussy in one swift move, and how she hadn’t moved up and down on me…that the girl had me cumming deep inside her underage hole within two minutes by merely squeezing my cock with her pussy muscles. Emaline hung on every word, obviously turned on, slightly blushing when I mentioned that she was wetter at that moment than Summer had been all those many years ago. I went on to tell how quick Summer’s 14 year old friend Kelli had been to mount and ride my still hard cock as I kissed and fingered Summer’s pussy until I came inside her best friend.
“That was pretty good, Robert. You definitely have 100% of my attention now!!! Did you ever get to fuck them again?” I told her no, that it had only been a onetime thing, and about the guilt I had afterward. I lied when I told Emaline that they had only been there that weekend, and that I didn’t see them anymore after that. I added that I knew it had been wrong for me to do, and that I had vowed that I wouldn't fuck an underage girl again. Besides, I never really had a chance since then. Emaline told me that was an outright lie, that she knew I had plenty of opportunities after that day, and that today was one of them. She certainly made that little piece of information quite obvious. I had no reply to her accusation, or comment.
She was then made it known to me that at 15; she was a year older now than Summer and her friend Kelli had been back then. I laughed as I told her that happened 24 years ago, and that I was much older now than I was when my story had taken place. Her response was to reach over and take my hands in hers and hold them tightly as she told me that it didn’t really matter how old I was, adding very softly, but loud enough for me to hear, “Or how young I am, Robert.”
Emaline continued by saying that although she “valued” my “morals”, she thought it was wrong of me to deny myself the pleasure of what I really wanted. She went on to remind me that I had just told her that I wanted to fuck an underage teen only a few minutes earlier. She reminded me that I had two very willing participants…one of them within arm’s length, but that I had to be the one to make the choice. She could and would not force me to do anything, but added that she would be making it impossible for me to say no…that she and her mother and Suzie would get what they wanted, even if it took some time.
After her soft spoken words, Emaline got up and stretched for a minute, giving me more than enough time to again admire her amazing teen body. The way she arched her back exposed the overly beautiful side view of her perfectly pert C-cup breasts and rock hard half inch nipples that were beautifully silhouetted against the blue pool in the background. When she was done stretching, Emaline turned back toward me, and I instantly noticed that her inner thighs were more than a little wet, and I could clearly see where her leaking juices had run down almost to her knees in the short time she had been standing. Emaline caught my gaze, and after she glanced down to where I was looking, Emaline told me with a slight laugh that it was my fault that she had leaked down to her knees. When the young teen was ready, she chose not to sit back down in her own lounge. Instead, she directed me to sit “Indian Style”, and then Emaline sat down on my lounge facing me, sitting so close in front of me that our knees touched.
For the next half hour, the teen told me her side of the same story her mother had told me in the email. Emaline will be, and probably already is, a much greater writer than I could ever attempt to be, and she told her story in somehow even greater explicit detail than I had done with my story to her. As detailed as Jane’s email to me had been, it wasn't even close to the overly sexually graphic story Emaline told, and I listened intently as the 15 year old told me exactly how she and Jane’s incestuous relationship had started about a year earlier when she was 14. Jane’s email didn’t give any sort of “time frame” of exactly when the sexual relationship with her daughters began. Jane had not written how long it took from just letting the girls sleep in her bed to the point that she let Emaline “help” her. The teen’s story however, included the important details that her mother had left out. It had only been the second night in Jane’s bed when Emaline heard her mother’s fingers making squishing sounds as the older woman thrust them in and out of her pussy. It had only been the second night in Jane’s bed when Emaline merely rolled over on top of her mother and started kissing her, replacing her mother’s fingers with her own inside the woman’s wet slit. I asked if Jane had protested, and Emaline laughing answered, “What does that word mean?!” She then made it very clear to me that Jane had not only made no protest to her advances, her mother had whimpered into her 14 year old daughter's mouth, eagerly kissing the young teen in return.
Emaline was overly anxious to tell me how one of her mother’s hands had gone to her hand, holding her daughter's three fingers deep inside herself, and pleading for the girl to rub her hard clit with her thumb at the same time. Jane’s other hand had gone into the waistband of her teen daughter’s pajama bottoms, and the older woman was quick to find the girl’s already wet hole. Emaline let out a soft sigh as she relived the events of that first night with her mother, and she leaned further back on the lounge, and then proceeded to spread her legs even wider to expose her little hole to me.
“This is where mommy touched me that night, Robert!” the 15 year old exclaimed. Without the slightest bit of embarrassment, Emaline quickly moved her hand directly to her hard clit, and she looked down as her fingers instantly found their target. The girl started rubbing her pink clit almost mindlessly as she finished telling me about her and Jane’s first time together. As she continued talking, telling me how she had wound up straddling her mother that night, each of their fingers working inside each other’s wet hole as they kissed passionately until they both came together, Emaline did not once lift her eyes back to mine. Instead, she intently watched her fingers as she spoke softly and reverently of that first night with her mom. As I watched the underage girl rub her clit, I knew that I could. I knew she wouldn't have stopped me, and I definitely knew her mother and my co-worker Jane would have smiled if she saw me do it. I could have plugged the 15 year old girl’s leaking hole with only one finger. I more than easily could have, but I didn't.
Emaline continued, telling me exactly how her mother and sister licked her, and exactly how she licked them in return. Emaline told me that she absolutely loved to have either Jane or Suzie nibble and actually bite down on her clit, and how hard she came if she had two or three fingers embedded deep inside her tight asshole. Emaline told me how her mother loved to be fisted by her youngest daughter as Emaline squatted over her mother’s face, and how the older woman would try and get her tongue as far as possible into each of her eldest daughter’s holes. Emaline told me how much she loved to be on top of her mother as she rode the six inch strap-on dildo like a crazed maniac, kissing the woman frantically and passionately as her 13 year old sister either licked or fingered her tight asshole. As she continued to speak and slowly play with herself, Emaline took my right hand in hers for a minute or two, and then let go of it…”letting” my hand land on the overly soft tan skin of her inner thigh.
Emaline kept talking as if nothing happened; despite the fact that I think I stopped breathing for a couple seconds. Despite my slight loss of breath, and despite my brain screaming at me how wrong it all was, I instantly started softly caressing the teen's inner thigh. Emaline smiled when I started, and then told me about the first time she got her ass fucked by her mother. Emaline was in the reverse cowboy position, leaning back against Jane who held her daughter’s legs up and open as she rapidly bucked her hips up and down, forcing the strap-on dildo rapidly and roughly in and out of Emaline’s asshole as Emaline held her sister’s mouth tightly against her cunthole (her words).
The 15 year old teen slightly chuckled as she told me that poor Suzie was almost literally smothered to death that day…that she had held the 13 year old girl’s mouth and nose against her cunt with both hands for almost too long...her screams drowning out her younger sister's gasps, and she hadn't let go of Suzie's long blonde hair till after she came, and then in addition to almost smothering the girl, she nearly drowned her 13 year old sister when she came. When she finally let go, she said that Suzie instantly fell to the floor gasping for air, choking and coughing up the fluid that Emaline had filled her mouth and belly with.
Emaline had stopped rubbing her clit by then, apparently not wanting to cum in front of me, no matter how close she was. However, she did move her two fingers lower, and spread her tan and puffy pussy lips, and milky white girl juice flowed out of her spread hole. As her teen juices dripped audibly onto the tan lounge chair, I told her with a smile on my face that I could see how drowning her sister could have been very possible indeed. Emaline merely smiled in reply.
If Emaline had anything more to tell me, she didn't have time because Jane stuck her head out of the kitchen window and yelled, “Come in you two lovebirds…dinner is ready”. I think Emaline and I both turned just as red as each other from her mother calling us "lovebirds” and as the teen swung her leg over mine to get up, she brushed my straight standing cock with the underside of her thigh, and she giggled when she saw how she had just made it move. I laughed as well, but mainly at the fact that the girl’s leg had just collected a nice amount of my leaking pre-cum onto it. :)
Dinner was in a word, amazing. Jane and Suzie had made Enchiladas and rice and beans, complete with home-made salsa. No one spoke as we devoured the overly excellent meal at the dining room table. By the time we were done eating, it was almost 7, and after a quick clean up of the kitchen and dining room, we all went into the living room. To be honest, I don’t even remember what we watched on TV that night. The only thing I will never forget is that Jane was on my left side with Suzie's head in her lap, and that Emaline was on my right side…cuddled up next to me with her head on my shoulder with my arm around her, and my hand resting on her warm hip.
In that very instant, my mind was set, and I knew right then and there that this was going to be the first night of me new life...and I was very much looking forward to it.
To be continued….
At LEAST one more Chapter to come in a week or so :)
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