A man gets a surprise visit each night from each of the teenage girls living next door
I laid on the bed soaking with sweat, my private area a mixture of sex juices, well it wasn't so private at the moment with Marie pointing right at it and her three teenage daughters unashamedly looking on like it was there birthright.
I felt like a I needed a shower more than anything, having spent a lot of myself on a wild ride with Marie starring the metal imagery of her three girls, who actually looked on and listened to my embarrassing sexual fantasies about them the entire time.
The girls saw the mess too, and although one or maybe more might have been willing under normal circumstances, none of them stepped forward to volunteer for their moms sloppy seconds.
Marie noticed the reason as well and offered me her shower, but I politely refused and said I would go to my own house across the street and utilize mine and get a good nights sleep.
I made my way home with the articles of clothing that were mine and realized it was only Monday night, but I felt like I had worked a whole week after that last rodeo across the street.
It was good to be in my own shower and wash everything from chlorine to different fluids off of me. The shower was hot, lengthy, and necessary. After I got out, I had a snack since it had been a long time and a lot of activity since dinner. Then I finally made it into my bed for a restful nights sleep.
I got home from my job the next evening and wondered how much work I had actually accomplished at the office. I thought about the trio of goddesses and their mom, but mostly them all day. I think my mind ran over every curve on their bodies at least ten times a piece.
I longed to see them again and thought about breaking out my binoculars but decided against it, because it would only make the desire to walk over there worse.
I ate alone and then watched tv after I had finished eating. It was the evening of a bachelor if I ever saw one. I had only been sitting on the couch for about twenty minutes when I heard a knock at the door.
My mood instantly brightened because I figured it would be the neighbors from across the street, because I never get any visitors. I opened the door and it was already dark at the point so I turned on the porch light. To my dismay, there was no one there. I turned back to close the door when I heard a soft whisper of "Jon."
"Yes," I said to the emptiness.
"Turn off the light," came the reply, so I did.
A slender silhouette that had been hiding in the bushes by the house appeared.
"Let me in," the shape simply said, so I moved out of the doorway to make room, and under the cover of dark Katie slipped inside my living room and I closed the door behind her.
She wasted no time in her purpose as I turned around to simply say "well hello" but she met my lips with hers before I could even get the first word out. Her mouth was hungry, even starving to be on mine the way she explored with her lips moving quickly with her tongue the way youth does being free in the moment. At 18, with her looks, she didn't have to be good to be good at it.
'Wheres your bedroom?" She cooed.
I pointed and we went. She was an 18 year old that was like an 18 wheeler that had reached top speed and there was no stopping it now, not that I had any thought of trying.
She somehow managed with the energy of youth to circle me, pushing and pulling me into the bedroom and the trip was filled with her laughter and anticipation.
I always thought the guy was supposed to have to many hands when it came to the opposite sex, but this girl could put an octopus to shame. Katie pushed my shirt up and before it was off my head, her delicate hand unfastened my belt like the worlds fastest safe cracker.
My clothes were off faster than I could have done it myself and by the time my eyes adjusted to the darkness in the room, the teen in front of me was already nude. I couldn't even remember what she had come in wearing.
She pulled me on the bed and there we were both up on our knees kissing again with nothing in-between us and I realized how good not only she felt, but how good it felt not to have the matriarch of the family there looking over our shoulder or being the lone participant and trying to teach the girls something. The way Katie was so free and passionate with her movements, she might could have taught Marie something.
Katie reached down and grabbed my cock, "oh your so big daddy," she said in a voice that almost purred. "Where do you want to put it daddy?" She asked as if she had been taking notes when I cried out my embarrassment when I was with her mom last night.
I pushed her gently down onto the bed, but I think rough would have gotten approval as well. Her body seemed flat against the sheets but it was willing as she almost automatically spread her legs and placed her hands behind her head giving me access to whatever I wanted.
My eyes had adjusted well and I could see fine, but still I used my hands to explore every curvature of her body as if I were blind. "Oh yes daddy," she mocked in a most pleasing way. Her address of me in that fashion made me painfully hard.
I was about to mount on top of her when her petite foot came up and landed gently but forcefully on my chest. I was confused for a moment, but she expertly spun herself around on the bed, to where her head was at my crouch. She then flipped on her stomach, raised up, and swallowed the head of my cock and much more. I wasn't even sure I knew what deep throat was until I met this girl, but I quickly learned. She couldn't take all of me in, but beat every girl who had ever tried on length including mommy dearest across the street.
There was no sacrifice in quality from her quick form, her lips gave my shaft a deep massage and she would bite just enough to hurt so good. The pre cum that leaked out was lapped away by lighting flicks of her tongue across the head. And her delicate, thin fingers toyed with my balls in a way that I wished she would give Lacy a few lessons. Katie knew exactly how to dance the line between pain and pleasure.
She, at my regret left my cock and spun back around with legs spread and on her back to her original position.
She had greased my piston rod up with her saliva and I targeted her sweet spot like a heat seeking missile, but once again her foot came up to my chest as I lowered. "I need attention too daddy," she said and no other explanation was needed.
I repositioned myself down on the bed a little bit and started to bring my head down in between her thighs. She offered no resistance this time.
I kissed her inner thighs to music that was the sounds of her appreciation and then moved up to her belly button and even further up to her small tits and was merciless on her nipples while I did a bit of nipping with my teeth. This got vast approval from the girl under me.
I started to move back down to work on my original assignment but she grabbed me and slide herself under me to make it clear what was next.
After some effort, more giggles and slight gasp of pain from my partner, the large head of my penis found her tiny opening and my goodness was she snug down there.
I felt like I squeezed in by the quarter inch if that much. I wanted to stop from the sounds she made but she insisted I kept going. I wish more than anything now that she had let me go to work on her pussy with my tongue, it could have used all the pre lubrication action it could get.
Small in and out motions were starting to help me gain entry more and more. Finally the inside of her was warming up as much as the outside.
I could feel her fresh juices meeting my entry and I began gaining real ground inside of her and perhaps filling her up more than she had every been.
After a little longer than forever, my shaft ran out of length and I was fully submerged inside the young lady. A few slow strokes loosed everything the rest of the way up as if her puss had inhaled a muscle relaxant.
We got going and she was wild and loud. I used her every bit as much as she was using me, both us of selfishly enjoying something we had craved since we had met.
For a while, her only sounds were guttural, accompanied by the cutest and weirdest faces as if her facial muscles were contorted by orgasms.
She stayed in high gear for the entire act and kicked me into high gear with "fuck me daddy!" half screamed at me, but she really pulled my trigger when she said "tell me I'm a better fuck than mommy," she was. I fired everything inside of me into her, wave after wave of hot steaming cum filled her.
Her puss hugged my dick with excruciating pleasure all the way out. And as soon as I came out, she unceremoniously gathered her things and left with a "thanks daddy" at the end.
I showered and slept well that night. I felt like I had a dream come true and my mind was more settled at work the next day from all the satisfaction I had received the night before.
The next evening after dinner I set there with the tv on but was replaying the action that happened last night in my head instead of watching the screen when a slight knock at the door came.
Considering last night, I did a dorky dance all the way to the door, and this time I didn't turn on the porch light, so if someone wanted to remain anonymous from prying eyes across the street.
I opened to the door fully expecting Katie for her return visit, and I was in so much of a mindset expecting Katie, that when I saw someone else there, my mind went blank for a moment. Finally I was able to access a slot of memory and said the girls name out loud that stood before me..."Jenna."
"Can I come in?" She asked.
"Sure." I said and made way for her to walk in and closed the door.
She flipped the light switch and I squinted my eyes since I had been sitting in the dark and not staring at the tv. Once I could see clearly I saw she was wearing a yellow cotton dress down to her knees that was form fitting in the only place mattered.
For the most part, she resembled a proper young lady who was more ready for Sunday morning than sneaking out of the house on a Wednesday night, but still her intentions had not been made clear. What if she was simply here regarding Katie in some fashion? The look on her face was placid but aware and gave nothing away.
She stared almost dismissively at me for a moment, then her hands went behind her back and I could see the dress detach from the shoulders. Jenna took her fingertips and pulled the dress around her shoulders and a moment later the dress lay pooled at her ankles on the floor. She stepped out of the dress and out of her flip flops. There was no need to remove her bra or panties, she hadn't worn any.
Somehow this was so much better than when I saw her naked for the first time skinny dipping, because I knew this time the fun didn't end here, it began.
Even though she were nude and I was clothed, she eyed me the way a cat might observe a mouse before pouncing. Her confidence was born in her physical beauty and being naked for her must have made her feel on top of the world and untouchable.
She walked slowly toward me, each step breeding sexuality that almost caused me to unwillingly drool. I couldn't imagine a guy ever saying no to what slowly approached me.
I could remember being 16, but what I couldn't remember were any girls that even came close to resembling this. It didn't seem fair looking back, but Jenna was making up for all of it right now.
She came to me and embraced me, her nude form pressed against my clothed one. She chose to lay her head on my chest and I realized she was breathing me in, and I realized how wonderful she smelled as well. I couldn't nail down the scent, just reminded me of a wonderful breeze in fall that bought forth the smells of memories. This girl was the embodiment of the teenage dream, the embodiment of the girl next door that you always fantasized about, or my case the girl across the street.
I think I could have held her warm softness for hours but I wanted to be closer. Without disturbing our position any great deal, I bought my shirt up. She caught on and adjusted while I took it off. I pressed my bare chest against all of her uncovered flesh.
My erection came quick and immediate in my pants. I heard a small gasp and lady like giggle as she had no doubt noticed the sudden change as well. She bought her fingertips under the front of my jeans and hooked them there. I took the hint and quickly unfastened my belt and a pulled everything to the floor a little more awkwardly than I would have liked, but finally we were nude together again.
I could feel her heat down below as we continued to embrace, but now the embrace was becoming maddening. I wanted her. I took her by the hand and led her gently into the bedroom and laid her on her back on the bed.,
I got on top of her and kissed her lips for the first time, and they were unbelievable soft. Her kisses felt like thought and passion were behind everyone as she soothingly explored my lips with hers.
I moved over to her cheek, her delicate ear, and down to her neck, tracing everything with my lips. The neck seemed to be the key as it often was with women, even younger ones. kissing her neck caused her to break her poise a little and fall into a relaxed state of being. I could feel her knees under my legs give way and start to spread a little. Her thighs opened slightly and I moved on to the most perfect set of ta tas I had ever seen.
Her wonderful scent of childhood memories were focused in as I breathed her in deeply between her mounds. I kissed all around the peaks that were her nipples until I slowly started running my lips across them gaining a very pleasurable audible sound from her.
I slid down her stomach, kissing all the way down her belly to her smooth valley which had completely opened up for me now.
I found the top of her woman hood and gently nudged it with my lips and snuck my tongue in. The convulsions I felt from the person under me told me I had found the right spot. I listened to her symphony of sounds as I played the instrument ever man would like to get their mouth on
After a while, her hips came up and down in a rhythm and I buried my head in her naked lap as much as I could, probing faster and deeper with my tongue, filling my mouth with her sweet taste. A series of whimpers met my ears as I knew her orgasm had been achieved, they were sounds I will never forget.
She pulled me up to her by the shoulder and spread her legs wide for the obvious signal. I positioned myself and found my way into the young goddess.
She took me in easier than her sister, all of Jenna's engines were were oiled up when the head of my cock made its descent into her secret canal. It was slow, but my dick slid without stopping and her insides gave way to me and surrendered to my invader.
It was sex in the purest from, no additional words were needed to give it spice, nothing kinky was added to make it electrifying because it already was. The whole time inside her of one continuous moment of bliss. It was a feeling of not only of being with some ghost of a long ago summer that you never forgot, but the experience was also filled with what must pass for love on a wedding night of two people who have waited.
Her legs remained wrapped around my hips the entire time although I don't remember her placing them there. I made long, bold strokes into her like a painter stroking out a masterpiece on canvas.
I don't remember how long any of it took, it felt like a moment set outside time. I recall the explosion that shot and then drained deep into her and how I kept going long after that even though the magic began to fade.
When it ended, she looked at me with a sense of familiarity as if this is how she chose to get to know me. She got dressed and I thought about asking her to stay but I knew she wouldn't, or maybe couldn't. This was suppose to last as long as it did and that time has passed.
She walked out the door and I closed it behind her. I didn't shower because I wanted to smell like her as long as possible. I went back to the bed and fell asleep.
The next morning I showered before I left for work. The smells from the night before had staled and the magic of the scent had transformed into a cheap illusion. While the smell of sex was still evident, it no longer gave any distinction from the goddess next door and any bad decision made at a bar after a night of heavy drinking. The smell said I had had sex, but that was all.
All day at work, my mind was torn between three thoughts, the night that Katie had come over, last night when Jenna had come over, and the slightest ghost of a chance that Lacy would follow her sisters example and knock on my door tonight.
Work went painfully slow and by the time it was time to go home I was almost sick trying to prepare myself for the disappointment of the third sister not showing up.
I ate dinner early and quickly. The tv was on, but this time remained on mute. If she did show up I wanted her to be able to see the glow though the window so she knew I was up, but I also didn't want to risk not hearing her knock at the door.
It was already well past the time the other two girls had shown up and since it was now nearing ten at night, I resolved to finally give up. I felt muscles relax that I hadn't known were tense and I finally realized how tired the waiting and hoping had made me.
I picked up the remote and cut off the tv and started toward the bedroom where the "what ifs" of life would not doubt keep me awake for hours.
I laid on the bed without taking off my clothes and just breathed in the cool darkness of the room.
The bed felt extra soft after so many hours of rigid attention to detail trying to listen and see if a hint of fantasy was going to walk up to the door.
My eyes slowly closed and sleep was kind and started to take me far away from my disappointment as three loud consecutive sounds bought me much to my annoyance, fully awake.
I sat up in the bed listening and there was no sound at all and wondered for a moment if I hadn't dreamed it to begin with.
I looked at my clock and was surprised to see it was a little past eleven now, so I had actually been asleep for over an hour instead of the thirty seconds I had originally thought.
I shook my head, my brain still existed in that place where the fogginess of slumber still held on, and the waking world was still on its way to making sense again.
New sounds came now, multiple small sounds that were unmistakable in my mind that was now free from the sleeping world, someone was knocking on my door.
I got out of bed and picked up speed going on instinct. I didn't bother with the peep hole when I made it to the door, I simply opened it and there stood Lacy. The silhouettes of two other girls, one slender and one curvy were a little further back in the darkness. With the door now open, all three figures quickly made their way in without waiting for an invitation, or maybe they simply came in knowing that I wouldn't turn them away...no man would.
They stepped into the living room and I turned on the light causing me to squint as my eyes adjusted, but I had to see them, and I had to see Lacy more than anything.
While I had been at work, I had thought about this possible moment a thousand different times, and in each scenario I was the older gentleman who was the confident teacher showing this fourteen year old girl the power the held in her beauty and curves.
Looking at her now, I surprised myself with how nervous I suddenly was. She didn't look like the scared, naive kid I had pictured all day. Her long blonde hair looked as if it had been brushed for hours, and she wore a frilly blouse hanging well below her waist with a pair of blacks slacks. Even at her age, she looked like she had gotten ready for a job interview, or maybe I was the one being interviewed. She looked as grown up as I had ever seen her. With how she looked now I could see the possibilities of how stunning she could become in the years to follow.. There was no awkwardness about her, only a certainty that she had wrapped herself up nicely to be opened. She wasn't like a present you just tear into though, she was one you took your time with tearing strip by strip of paper so family members could take pictures of your joy.
She wanted to be wanted and I wanted her.
I approached her, the slightest bit of makeup had been applied to her face to highlight her beauty.
Katie and Jenna had simply faded into the background as if they were no more than furniture in that moment. They probably had a big part in Lacy's hair, makeup, and wardrobe, and like assisting a famous actress, it was now not them who belonged in the spotlight in this moment.
I found myself unsure where to start, but this was her game as it turns out and she came to play. She was tall enough that little effort was needed for her to reach my lips with hers, no doubt pushing up on the balls of her feet bringing her lips forcefully and awkwardly into mine.
It probably wasn't the sweet first kiss she had dreamed about, that would be initiated by some random boy after the final bell rang at school one day, but it was uniquely her first kiss.
Some of it was no doubt a show for her sisters who stood idly several feet from us watching. Lacy kissed me in a way that was both imitation of what she had witnessed and partly her own inexperienced enthusiasm.
She broke the kiss and planted her feet and looked at me intensely, obviously gaging my reaction. Then she told me something I already knew. "That was my first kiss," she stated with expectation of acknowledgement saturating her voice.
"It was awesome," I said as my voice embarrassingly broke on the last word.
The fact that I had lost some of my composure surprised me and pleased her as she beamed at me with a very content look on her face. In that moment she bore the expression of a goofy kid more than ever, as a heated kind of pride came across as her primary emotion.
She took her time grinning at me and I remembered to smile back in response. It was a nice after moment, but I knew it would grow into something awkward if someone did not segway into a next move soon.
For the first time I thought of Marie. I had been so glad she had not been present the two previous nights, but now it seemed her coaching was needed. Marie had a special talent at both creating the fun and spoiling it in the same stroke.
Before the moment could turn so awkward that it gained the potential to wreck the entire night, Lacy's sisters both walked up to us, each grabbing Lacy by an arm and led her back to my bedroom.
"Just give us a minute Jon," Katie called back over her shoulder and they entered my bedroom an shut the door behind them.
I let out a breath I had been unintentionally holding and began pacing the floor. Sleep now felt impossible as if I had just downed ten red bulls.
I almost jumped when my bedroom door opened slightly and Jenna poked her head out letting me know they were ready for me.
I probably should have savored the walk, but I found myself almost wanting to run the almost non existent distance to my bedroom door. I opened it enough to squeeze in and shut it behind me.
Katie and Jenna now stood on one side of the room, and in the bed with covers up to her bare shoulders was Lacy. A pile of clothes lay in the floor beside the bed. I mentally went over the checklist of what Lacy was wearing when she came in my house and found everything in that pile including a very modest pair of panties and a bra.
I started walking to the side of the bed when Jenna suddenly stepped in my way, and in her best "mother knows best" voice, she said, "now now Jon, no clothes allowed pass this point."
I looked over to Katie who marked the occasion with an incredibly cute grin that she could not turn off.
I started to undress and did so quickly, not wanting to loose the moment like a hunter trying to take full advantage of that last hour of daylight.
My cock was almost fully erect when I finished. Katie wore the same grin that now made her look somewhat unintelligent the way she half leered at me below the waist. Jenna displayed a smirk to note her amusement at the situation, and Lacy who was laying in the bed and wearing nothing but covers stared at my member with a look of anticipation tainted with a tinge of terror.
I moved directly beside the bed now and reached for Lacy, running my fingers along the side on her neck and over one bare shoulder.
I am not sure what pocessed me, but I realized I did not have the will power to slowly and gently open the present that was naked Lacy underneath like I thought, so as soon as my fingertip left her bare shoulder, my hand grabbed the top edge of the covers and in one fast motion I ripped my covers that I slept under every night from the young princess.
No sound came from the other two girls at my decision to take all modesty away from their younger sister at such a fast pace and their expressions were a mystery as I took in the sight before me.
I was more than a little surprised that Lacy did not scramble to cover up, but she looked at me defiantly instead as if she would not be intimidated.
Staring at her small frame, I suddenly felt like a had a monster between my legs that was much to big for the fair maiden to take on, but there was no turning back for either us. The look of determination in her eyes only matched the level of desire in my own.
Seeing her nude again was different. This scenario cast a whole new light on her and that wasn't just because the girls had left the lights on in here.
She wasn't the beautiful nude that her sisters were, and now she was not seen under the demeanor of fun as she was in the pool
Laying there under my gaze, she was very still with her knees slightly bent almost at an odd angle as if she were caught like a deer in the headlights, or maybe she just had no clue what to do if anything, so I took the lead.
I sat on the edge of bed and placed my hand on her stomach. She shivered at my touch and then settled. Her hands came to mine and touched it in a show of permission and finally a smile crossed her lips.
I took my hand back and crawled over her to the other side of the bed, fearing my weight would be to much for her over time. She needed to be free in this situation and have as much control as I could give her, so I laid on my back and motioned for her to come over, which she did boldy.
Her eyes, then her hands, and in one determined plunged of her head, her mouth found my cock. It was the center of all her attention.
She sucked at it at first like it was a giant straw, but improved once her tongue had its say in the matter. She used the instrument that aided so much in the ability of speech to coax moans out of me by assaulting my cock with slow resistance motions.
There was no such thing as deep throat with her as her main focus stayed on the head of my penis with her tongue now performing laps around it. Learning to go deep required a much smaller and thinner cock for Lacy to feel safe with.
She broke the connection with my dick with a slight popping sound. She had for her first blow job produced enough pleasure to almost make me blow my load prematurely but things were settling down again and she was now positioning herself on top of me.
Lacy had been afraid to go deep with her mouth, I was not afraid to go deep with my cock.
She hovered above me awkwardly trying to sit down on it without much success. I knew her puss would not be ready for me, so I grabbed her long petite frame and tossed her playfully on her back.
Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed her two older sisters watching the action intently, smiles gone completely and replaced by pure taboo curiosity and concentration as they continued to watch me prepare their youngest sister to be deflowered before their eyes.
I took one of Lacy's calves in each hand, feeling the tone muscle under the pressure of my palms, and like a puppet master pulling strings, I pulled her legs apart and my head went gently into her undergrowth.
My tongue waded through her unkempt pubic region until it found the buried treasure. What followed was intense giggling as my soft pliable invader made its mark again and again against what would not doubt become her favorite spot.
The giggling stopped as I made progress warming up her most secluded area. At first, subtle gasp replaced the unhindered laughter, but then Lacy let the taste of cuss words burst from her lips.
"Oh shit," she said using a word she was not used to. "OH FUCK!" She exclaimed this louder learning the uninhibited comfort of physical pleasure.
Lacy's body took on a lasting pleasure seizure as her hips took control and anchored her in place as the rest of her body squirmed under the intense scrutiny of my invasive tongue.
Her gasps that bordered on hyperventilating now took on strained moans that said I had passed her threshold and her body had given her her very first release.
Her body that had tensed to the breaking point now relaxed in a complete state of surrender.
It was time.
I quickly moved into position above her, sparing a look at the young girls two sisters that stood on the wall. I could tell either of them would have took her place in a moment as their knees almost trembled with the longing of what their little sisters pussy was about to experience for the first time.
My dick found the hidden entrance and began its descent. This was more than the amazing feel of a super tight pussy, this was a religious experience.
My best orgasm couldn't compare to the feeling of squeezing down into the inexperience cunt beneath me.
Lacy answered my nirvana with tears of pain, but still she held a look of triumph on her face. She was one tough little girl.
I felt her break inside as more tears ran down her face. My cock was lubricated with her previous release and the new found blood from the tearing of her innocence.
I slid in and out, choosing to ignore the agony the little girl beneath me was going through...it felt to good on my end to care.
I was merciless and rough. My most primal instincts screaming to fuck the little cunt like she was born for it. The tears continued to flow down her face and dance in her eyes as she made incoherent utterances as she stared off into space.
Her lips grew straight and thin now, and her whatever she would have said was suffocated on the way out. She breathe solely out her nose in large puffs as her body just endured the strain of every inch of me.
Her silenced screams were different now and then as her young body produced multiple orgasms like a factory that had to meet productions.
Lacy's form once again seemed to be falling into a relaxed state as pleasure began masking pain.
Her eyes focused in on me and her lips parted letting sighs of resignation and soft purrs out as I pounded her below.
Her enchanting youth was not lost on me as I bought my head down and kissed her, forcing my tongue into her surprised mouth. I gained penetration between her teeth and between her legs and it was enough to call it the best moment of my life.
My hips knew what was happening before I did as they sped up causing Lacy to emit loud gasp as I withdrew my tongue and put all my effort into ramming myself deep inside of her over and over again.
My dick then became like a facet someone cut on and forgot to cut off again. I poured my essence into the little girl under me. Lacy received more of me than either of her sisters as I felt and endless flow of seed leave my body.
When I was finished...well to be honest, when I was finished with her, I pulled my entire eight inches out in out quick jerk causing an hilarious short scream from a very surprised young teenage girl.
Her two sisters standing by had long since forgotten it was rude to stare as their mouths hung open wordlessly, and they had both no doubt soaked through their little panties.
I felt like a king now, like the ultimate alfa male as I let my member flop where I lay.
The two oldest girls collected their youngest sister, all three of their faces were flushed, Katie and Jenna from the visual stimulation and Lacy from all she had lost and gained in our time together.
She looked different now as I watched her slowly and shakily get dresses with the aid of her sisters. The tomboy Lacy was, she would never be again. I had shown her the hidden power of woman, let her experience the pain, pleasure, blood, and cum through the instrument of my cock. I had opened a new world for her. She wouldn't look at anything the same way again. I wondered if Marie would notice the years of growing up her daughter had managed in the last thirty minutes.
It had been Lacy's first time with me, but not her last. She had a new toy, a grown up toy that she took in stride frequently. The older girls followed their little sisters lead, out of want or jealousy, I don't know.
Marie found us out and instead of being angry, joined in the competition, opening her back door to me, but there was no competing with the youth of her daughters. Marie still took what she could get. I told her one day that I wished this arrangement could go on forever, and she said "buy me a ring."
I married her, but we all went on a honeymoon to the mountains. To the outside world it was a family vacation, but in reality, it was a family penetration.
The announcements of pregnancies were no surprise from the three girls, but I was a little shocked when I found out Marie too was expecting. Everyone accepted the story that the girls all had boyfriends that had hit it and quit it. So we added four new additions to our family within months of each other.
Twelve years past. The girls all found husbands of their own and Marie and I raised all the offspring which were all girls.
I thought nothing could be more beautiful than those three sisters, but I new this new set of young ladies would surpass their mothers in beauty in a few years.
Of course I would never be interested in my own flesh and blood that called me grandpa, but as Jenna's daughter Madison ran across the yard, big swishes of dark brown hair flowing in the wind, with eyes large and bright, and a twelve year old body just starting to settle into its curves, I felt a familiar stirring in my old, fat cock as I thought of her petite lips she kissed me goodnight with.
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