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Broken Birds, Part 34, Kelly

Part 34
Kelly
Tim took a personal interest in Janet, having seen the spark of humanity blossom in her eyes. She reminded him of Beth.
He tracked Jack down. As expected, Jack was a total fuck up. He’d been disciplined four times in the last year. The town near his base had suffered a series of rapes with similar patterns. Jack was a suspect, but the girls wouldn’t testify. No DA would take such a case to trial, so the police waited.
Tim made some calls. Rapists escalate. If Jack were the rapist, he’d rape again. And there would be no question of a victim refusing to testify.
Jack celebrated. It was Friday night. He’d gotten a 48-hour pass. He knew it was probably a mistake since he was on the sergeant’s shit list, but he had it in his pocket. He knew he was a suspect in the rapes, but these hicks didn’t have the resources or brains to catch him.
He headed for the local pub.
A young girl with long flowing blonde hair sat crying on the bus bench outside the base gate. He sat beside her. She was about 5’5”, slender with B cup tits and delicate features.
“Something wrong?”
“Oh, it’s a boyfriend thing,” she said sniffling. She looked to be about 16-years old, “I’m just not ready yet.” She started to cry.
Jack put his arm around her, “It’ll be OK.”
Her name was Kelly.
Jack believed has luck had definitely changed. Blond, virgin, small frame. She was just his type. ‘I’m glad you saved your cherry for me,’ he thought.
They boarded the bus. He sat beside her. She didn’t seem to mind.
“I haven’t eaten since breakfast. My family’s out of town and my cell is dead.”
She began crying again.
“Why don’t we stop and get you some food. I could take you home. We could even get take out if you don’t want to be seen with me.”
“I really love my boyfriend. If he saw me with you, he’d split.”
“Well, it sounds like take out is the best idea.”
Jack was on a roll. This was too good to be true! Jack should have listened to the big head.
They got take out and walked to her home. It sat almost a quarter of a mile back from the road. Perfect!
Once inside, Jack locked the door.
He grabbed her, “Kelly thanks for saving your cherry for me.”
“No!” Kelly cried, “Please no.”
He held her from behind with one hand while his other ripped her blouse.
“Please no,” she pled, “I’m a virgin!”
“For maybe five minutes, you little bitch,” he felt the power course through focusing on his manhood, “and I’m gonna record it, so if you ever go to the cops, it’ll be all over the Internet. Of course, I’ll edit it to show you’re a whore. How will your boyfriend feel then?”
“Stop, oh God, please stop.”
He ripped her bra off, her young breasts bounced freely.
“I’m gonna make you suck me after I pop your cherry. Go ahead and fight. I’ll make it hurt more. I’m gonna rape you no matter what.”
A little red light started blinking in the stereo speaker. The signal that they had enough.
She slammed her heel into his foot with ferocious force. His grip loosened. Her elbow smashed his nose. Her other foot slammed down. Jack howled in pain, falling back, taking Janet with him. She slammed her head back into his broken nose. He released her, but tried to get up to grab her.
She launched herself into a standing position. She landed a vicious kick directly into his balls. He screamed in agony, his body collapsing into a fetal position.
He reached for his gun in an ankle holster. He pulled it, clearly intent on killing Kelly.
Police crashed through the door as Kelly kicked his face, snapping his head to the side. His world went black.
He could see the white ceiling. He couldn’t feel his hands or feet. He couldn’t move his head. His world was the orbit of his eyes. He opened his mouth to groan, but no sound came out. He recognized the sound of a machine. It was breathing for him.
His face hurt. That bitch broke his nose.
He heard someone enter the room. A kindly old face came into view.
“Good. You’re awake.” He said with a professional smile. He examined the halo that held Jack’s head still. Then he stuck thin pins in all Jack’s extremities. No reaction.
The doctor took a deep breath.
“Jack you have a broken neck and a spinal cord lesion. We’ll have to wait for the swelling to go down, but I don’t want you to get your hopes too high. You may have tetraplegia, sometimes called quadriplegia.”
Two days later two detectives came to his room. Based on Kelly’s tape, they’d searched Jack’s computer and found videos of other rapes. Jack was charged with five counts of aggravated rape and one of attempted rape.
Two weeks later, the doctors confirmed that Jack would never walk again and would have limited mobility in only one arm. He would never again use his penis. He would spend the rest of his life in a prison hospital bed.
Kelly Simpson who looked 16 was actually 24 and a world champion in Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu. She became a household name and heroine. Her martial arts training facility boomed. She also became a target.
Tim called Michael and explained his problem. “She’s turned out to be a great kid. As soon as she heard about the rapes, she volunteered. She kept waiting for Jack to give up after she shattered his feet. He kept going and finally pulled a gun. She broke his neck. Now she’s getting death threats for protecting herself.”
“You want to send her here?”
“At least until things die down. I explained everything to her and she really would like to go. She wants to meet the harem, particularly Janet.”
“I’ll talk to the girls.”
Michael gathered the girls, including Becka and Sandy on the pool deck. Janet despised her brother, so familial love would not prevent the invitation. He explained.
“Tim’s afraid one of these assholes will put a bullet in her.” He said quietly.
“Jack got what he deserved,” Janet said, the image of the five of them gangbanging her still played in her mind at night, “so if you’re worried about me being hurt, forget it. He made me a whore.”
Alice winced inside. So did Michael.
Beth enthusiastically endorsed bringing Kelly to the compound. It was unanimous.
Michael called Tim, “Make it happen, but with disguises. She’s pretty well known now.”
“Done and done.”
Four days later, she arrived, happy to be free of the Afghani clothing.
Beth met her in Melbourne and flew with her to Brisbane. Kelly had an amazing memory. She’d memorized everything Tim had given her. Unknown to her, Beth shared that trait.
They chatted a bit before coming to the critical questions.
“Does Janet hate me for paralyzing Jack?” Kelly asked.
“I’m sure Tim told you, Jack raped her and turned her out to his friends. She was the first to invite you,” Beth paused, “Unfortunately, she also thinks she’s a worthless whore.”
Kelly sighed audibly. Tim had told her Beth was beyond honest. She’d also seen the photos of Beth after her horrific rape … and the damage she’d inflicted on her attackers.
“You want to talk about the elephant in the room?” Beth asked kindly.
“What are you talking about?”
“Why you’re really here,” Beth said softly.
“I thought Tim might find it. My Mom buried the records, but I figured he’d keep digging,” she said sadly, knowing the nightmares would come again.
Beth held up a hand. “Only what you want to tell. We know, so if it hurts to talk about it, wait until we get home.”
Kelly sighed. “If you already know, there’s no point in pretending. I’m like you. I was gang raped when I was 14,” she started to sob in Beth’s arms.
In the helicopter, finally free of the afghan costumes, Beth whispered to Kelly. “We usually go to the lap pool when people arrive. If my dad asks if you can swim, he’s going to throw you in the pool. Don’t hurt him,” Beth giggled.
Kelly smiled warmly.
Her arrival was understated. Michael, Alice and Janet waited for the blades to stop. Kelly exited first, followed by Beth. Beth took Kelly’s hand and led her to them.
Janet hugged her close, “I wish I had your skills,” Janet said sadly, “maybe things would have been different.”
Alice took over. “Kelly, you must be exhausted. Would you like to rest or perhaps swim?”
Michael saw amusement in Kelly’s eyes. He knew his daughter. Kelly was waiting to be thrown in the pool. He began to alter his plan.
Kelly entered the enormous room that housed the lap pool, hand in hand with Alice. Kelly wore a simple, blue one-piece bathing suit; her pale skin and fair coloring seemed to sparkle.
The pool deck was filled with laughter. Only Becka and Sandy were absent. Michael signaled the nannies to take his children, leaving only the harem and Kelly.
“Okay guys, let’s strip!” he yelled as he started to lower his trunks.
“Daddy!” Beth yelled as Michael turned his back, about to shirk his trunks.
He spun around, seeing the shock in their eyes, “Gottcha!”
It broke the ice. The children returned.
“Payback’s a bitch,” Beth threatened, “I think Kelly was about to run.”
Michael waved Kelly over, “Honey were you about to run away?”
“No way, Uncle Mike, you know me!”
Beth blinked. Simpson. There’d been a Richard “Dick” Simpson on Michael’s team. He’d been killed on the final operation of Michael’s military career.
“Jesus Christ!” Beth blurted. She pulled Kelly into an urgent embrace. They’d shared a crib more than two decades ago!
Beth waived Kat over. “Kelly’s my crib mate. Kelly, this is Kat, the love of my life.”
They hugged. Kat was definitely a hugger.
Kelly went back to Michael, “Uncle Mike, help me, PLEASE. I hurt so bad.”
Kelly looked into those changeable eyes. Whatever she saw soothed her soul. Exhaustion claimed her.
Kelly wakened alone in a dark room. She mentally beat back the demons. The clock said 6:05 AM. She sighed, disoriented, but hungry.
She showered donned a thick, luxurious terrycloth robe and quietly opened the door. She saw a light in the kitchen and walked to it.
Michael sat at the kitchen table, a cup of coffee in his hand. She nearly ran to him.
Kelly’s father died before her memory started recording. Over the years, she came to think of Michael as a father. Until the last seven years, he had always been there for her and her mother, despite her mother’s hate. Then he and Beth disappeared.
When Tim approached her to trap Jack, he told her that Michael was alive and could help. In her mind, “Uncle Mike” would help her heal. When she saw Beth’s video, she knew she had to come.
She poured a cup of coffee and joined him.
“Been a while, Honey,” he said with typical understatement.
“Mike, I’ve missed you so much. After Dad died, you helped us so much. Then you disappeared. I was so angry. Now I understand. You had to run to protect Beth.”
“I’m sorry Honey. I knew nothing about the rape. I never would have left if I had known. What about your mother?”
“She’s gone. She never got over Dad’s death,” she said, seeing him wince. She reached for his hands.
“Michael, I need you, Beth and your family. I’m tired of being damaged goods. It’s been ten years and I still can’t let it go.” She started to cry.
“Will you give me some time?”
“To do what?”
“To give you back your life.”
“How’re you going to do that?”
“With our love and your courage. It won’t be easy, but nothing worthwhile ever is. First thing is to look to the future, to something you desperately want. Put that image in your brain as a reward for the pain you’ll have to go through.”
That reached her. Kelly placed her body, heart and soul in his hands.
She remembered her father’s last letter. He told them to trust Michael because Michael didn’t know how to fail. She hoped her Dad was right.
Kelly submitted to Jennifer’s physical examination. Kelly had never been comfortable with doctors.
Jennifer explained the results to Kelly.
“You’ve got an STD in your uterus, probably Gonorrhea. It’s been there quite a while. We’re going to put you on an aggressive regimen of antibiotics, but some damage may have already been done.”
“You also need surgery to repair the damage from the rape. You have a lot of scarring.”
Kelly listened, but really was not that interested. Michael would take care of her.
Kelly had surgery ten days later. Her diseases had been killed, but the damage had been done. Kelly would never carry a child, though one ovary still functioned.
Alice and Kelly spent several harrowing days reliving her attack. Like Beth’s attack, the rape had been planned. Unfortunately for Kelly, the attackers were far more adept.
She’d just finished showering after volleyball practice. She’s stayed to practice her serving with her coach, so she showered alone. A sixth sense made her uneasy as she walked to her locker, a towel wrapped around her body.
She felt two cold prongs on her back and an explosion of pain. She collapsed as her legs spasmed. She tried to scream. A foul smelling cloth was shoved in her mouth. A hood fit snugly over her head. Hands forced her arms behind her. She felt the padded cuffs click closed on her wrists.
Someone picked her up and tossed her 100-pound frame over his shoulder.
After a time, she began to regain muscle control. She was dumped on a padded surface. She tried to rise. The two prongs touched her pussy. She screamed an inhuman scream into the rag and collapsed again, her mind reeling in the universe of pain those two little prongs delivered.
When she regained conscious thought, she was totally restrained. Her legs were spread wide. Her ankles were secured with padded anklets that were tied to something very sturdy. She was bent forward over some kind of bar with padding between her pelvis and the bar. Another bar ran through the crook of her elbows. Her arms were secured under her waist.
Then it hit her. Uneven parallel bars in the gym!
The bag covering her head was removed. A flashlight shone directly into her eyes as a thick blindfold was pulled over her sight. Someone pulled her hair into a ponytail, deftly working an elastic band.
Earphones covered her hearing. A distorted voice said, “If you scream…” she felt the two metal prongs on her labia.
The rag was pulled from her mouth. “Open wide,” the distorted voice said.
She opened her mouth. They inserted a metallic device intended to keep dental patient’s mouths open. They adjusted it and then she felt it secured beneath her ponytail.
Someone smeared warming gel along her dry slit, gradually working it into her sheath.
A wet cock smelling of a woman’s intimate juices shoved into her mouth, “Suck it good …. “ She felt the prongs on her nipple and breast.
A hand grabbed her ponytail and began to force her head to bob on the cock. A woman’s hand pinched her nostrils closed, forcing her to try to push the invader out of her mouth with her tongue. She felt the long fingernails. She heard a distorted moan.
Another female hand gently spread her inner lips, smearing them with lubricant. Kelly writhed in protest, but could do little to protect her inner doorway. She felt something soft and spongy, yet hard at the entrance to her sex.
“You’re not going to enjoy this as much as I am,” the distorted voice laughed.
She felt him grip the bar on either side of her ass.
He thrust forward with incredible brutality and violence, ripping though her hymen. On the second stroke, his cock slammed against her cervix. Her tunnel clung to the invading shaft, muscles desperately trying to adjust. Her delicate unprepared walls were ripped and chaffed raw.
She screamed, opening her throat. The shaft in her mouth went through that doorway, spewing his seed directly into her stomach. Another cock entered her mouth.
The man behind shot string after string of his cum against her cervix.
Another man replaced him. He shaft was larger, tearing her sheath further. He came inside her.
Another man shoved into her bloody pussy, but pulled out before cumming. He shoved his cock into her mouth and came. She couldn’t spit or swallow, so his bloody semen dripped out her mouth.
A table was placed under her head. She smelled female aroma. Someone lifted her head by her ponytail. When they released it, her mouth was on very wet, smelly labia.
“Lick her,” the distorted voice ordered as she felt the two prongs against her breast.
She stuck her tongue out and began to lick. Impatient, the mouth device was removed. The girl pulled Kelly’s mouth hard to her pussy.
Someone smeared lubricant around her asshole. A lubed finger poked through. Someone inserted a small tube into her ass. She felt lubricant coat her inner walls. She knew what was coming, so she tried to relax her sphincter.
She felt the cock at her sphincter and the hands gripping the exercise bar.
He thrust his cock forward with inhuman brutality, using the added leverage of the bar. With no time to stretch, her sphincter ripped apart.
She felt she had been ripped in two. Darkness took her.
She awoke on the floor of the shower. Her mother took her to the hospital, but she’d been douched several times and cleaned thoroughly. There would be no forensic evidence. The gymnastic equipment had been taken down and stored.
They repaired the worst of the damage in the ER, but told her to go to a specialist for further repairs. She never went.
Three weeks later when Kelly returned to school she found a note.
“If you keep talking to the cops, your sister’s next.”
She showed it to her mother. The only man she could think of who could help was Michael. And she hated Michael for Dick’s death.
They decided to cover it up and live with the pain.
Kelly knew her attackers, but never told. Two girls had been furious with her because she’d started to date a boy they liked.
Years later she read that one of the boys had been killed in Iraq. The coach was arrested for statutory rape of another little girl, but beat the charges. Both girls who had helped found normal lives of mediocrity. She lost track of the other boys.
She tried to trust men, and failed. She tried to trust women, and failed. She poured all her sexual energy into her training. She’d turned to marshal arts, determined to never allow anyone to hurt her again.
She had to let go of the hate or it would have consumed her. Somehow, she had never been able to let go of the pain.
Though she would never know, Tim was nearly apoplectic when he discovered Kelly’s rape just prior to her encounter with Jack.
Within a year, most of them were roasting in hell.

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Chapter 1
The incident with Jessie’s father behind them, Jakob and Jessie returned to Town Hall to find the license bureau closed for the day. Interviews with the police had taken more than two hours so Jessie’s father had delayed them, but only for twenty-four hours. After exams the next day they returned and walked up the steps hand in hand. Half way up the stairs Jakob turned and looked back just to make sure there was nothing else to get in their way. They completed the forms, paid the fee and walked out ready to set the date. They were due to graduate on Friday night, June 15th so they decided to make it a day to remember—they’d wed in a civil ceremony at Town Hall in the afternoon. Jessie asked Denise to be her maid of honor. Jakob’s dad agreed to serve as best man. The hardest part turned out to be the selection of rings, for which they had to go to the nearest city. Eventually they decided on matching white gold bands, hers with a row of small diamonds.
Now they turned to the next priority. The Webster farm house hadn’t been used for several years. The refrigerator was old; the washing machine rusty, and the water heater much too small. Worst of all, there was no shower in the bathroom. Jakob figured a way to run some water lines from the kitchen sink outside where he was able to install shower valves. He then dug a hole about four feet deep to install a dry well of concrete blocks. It was very hot work so Jakob removed his shirt. When Jessie came to help him by passing him the blocks she was soon covered in sweat, too. She figured if Jakob could work shirtless why couldn’t she? She took off her shirt and bra, exposing her 34D breasts. Jakob couldn’t resist. Every time she leaned forward to pass him a block he leaned up to lick and suck on a delicious nipple.
“If you do that every time we’ll never get done.”
“Sure we will, it’ll just take a bit longer but it’ll be a hell of a lot more fun.”
“Yeah,” she gasped as Jakob locked on to a nipple again, “but more fun will mean less work. I’ll give you plenty of fun after—I promise.”
Jakob finished the placement of the blocks then concreted them in place. The next morning he fitted a pre-formed shower floor—four by four—on top of the blocks, held in place by more concrete. He finished it off with some five foot high wooden fence panels for privacy and replaced the hot water tank with a bigger more efficient one. When he showed the final product to Jessie she couldn’t wait to try it out. She ripped off her clothes and turned on the water. When it was warm she wiggled her finger inviting Jakob to join her. They soaped each other, laughing at how they slid against one another. Jessie initiated a kiss then offered him one of her nipples. He suckled for several minutes while Jessie purred like a kitten in contentment. Jessie had just started to stroke Jakob’s cock when he said, ”Damn, I have to pee.”
“Go ahead, “said Jessie kneeling. “Put it on my breasts.”
Jakob just looked at her. “Are you sure?”
“Why not? It’s just a part of you and I love all of you, so go ahead.” Jakob was hesitant but Jessie insisted so he stood with his back to the shower and directed his stream to Jessie’s chest. The hot piss splattered between her firm breasts as Jessie rubbed the yellow fluid all over her breasts and abdomen. When Jakob had emptied his bladder Jessie crawled forward to take him into her mouth. True to her word she had practiced sucking him every morning. She could now get just over seven inches into her mouth—a couple more inches in her throat would complete the job. Using her mouth like her cunt she moved up and down his shaft. Jakob arched his back as his pleasure grew. He started to fuck her mouth, grabbing her head for leverage and control. Faster and faster Jakob moved until he started to cum, but instead of swallowing it Jessie directed it all over her chest, rubbing it into her skin. “I’ve heard this is better than body butter!”
“I think you just made that up,” Jakob laughed as he pulled her up for a kiss. They got cleaned up just as the water turned cool. That’s when Jessie realized they had no towels. Naked and wet, they entered the kitchen and had just stepped into the living room when they saw Jessie’s mom at the screened front door.
“Oh, dear! I guess I’ll have to phone ahead from now on,” she exclaimed. Jakob hurried down the hall and returned with a towel for Jessie, another wrapped around his waist. Mrs. Holmes looked around at the shabby furnishings. “Don’t you think you’d be happier living at home?”
“No, Mom. This is my home. Everything I want and need is here,” she stated as she took Jakob’s hand. “Why don’t you have a seat while we dress?”
Mrs. Holmes looked around trying to find the least offensive piece of furniture. She eventually settled on a straight wooden chair. Even that creaked as she sat. A few moments later the lovers returned wearing robes, but nothing else. Mrs. Holmes knew they’d have a fucking good time as soon as she left. They talked about the incident with Jessie’s father. “I can’t believe that my father would do such a thing. It’s a miracle Jakob wasn’t hurt, or worse.” Mrs. Holmes squirmed uncomfortably in her seat. Finally, she spoke. “I’ve prayed for a long time that I’d never have to tell you this.” She paused before continuing. “Howard Holmes… is not your biological father. I was young and pregnant when I met Howard. He was charming and sympathetic. I was thrilled when he asked me to marry him. Little did I know that he would use it as leverage against me for the rest of my life. His treatment of you and Jakob the other night, though, was the final straw. I could take no more so I threw him out. It’s funny, actually. I wound up as the one with all the money…the house…everything I inherited from my parents. Howard is basically a failure. He used me to get status and respectability, but he never let me forget how he ‘saved’ me from disgrace. What a loser! I’m glad to be done with him. I’m so thankful neither of you was hurt. I knew he was vindictive but I never thought….”
“I’m speechless, Mom. I don’t know what to say.”
“You don’t have to say anything. I’m the one who has to explain. I was pretty wild when I was younger. I didn’t even know who the father was when I learned I was pregnant. I was just thankful I never contracted HIV. Becoming pregnant with you shook me up…straightened me out. I resolved to be the best mother ever. Unfortunately, I wound up married to a sadistic control freak.”
Jessie just sat there. Jakob reached out for her hand. When he took it she looked at him and smiled. She snuggled closer to him and pulled his arm around her. Her mother continued, “We really must do something about this dreadful place. How can you actually sit on that horrible couch?”
“ It’s not so bad, Mom. It’s kinda worn but it is comfortable—a lot more comfortable than our bed.” She and Jakob laughed. “We wake up every morning aching from all the lumps, but I have it all worked out—I just sleep on Jakob. Either that or we make love all night and sleep on the couch during the day. Ha ha ha.” Even Mom had to laugh at that one.
Finally, Jessie’s mother got down to the real reason for her visit. “Jessie, I’m afraid you’re rushing into this marriage. I’d rather you wait until after college. There are so many things that could happen between now and then.”
“Mom, when Jakob asked me to marry him he wanted to wait and I thought it was a good idea, too. But as I spent more and more time with him I’ve changed my mind. I’m the one who asked to get married now. The situation with Daddy, I mean Howard, helped clarify things for me but all I knew is that I never wanted to be away from Jakob for even a single day or night. We can’t make love enough, not because we’re so horny—but because it makes us closer and closer to each other. Does that make any sense to you?”
“Yes, dear, it’s how I always envisioned love. Unfortunately, it never happened that way for me. I’m thrilled it’s happened for you.” Mrs. Holmes rose and walked to the door. “You’re very lucky…both of you. I envy you.” She turned and strode out the door.
Chapter 2
Jessie turned up to Jakob. “I need you now… more than ever before.” Jakob rose, picked her up and carried her to bed. He lay her down tenderly, removing her robe, revealing her lush young body. Just the sight of her was enough to cause a huge tent in his robe. Playfully Jessie pulled at his robe; Jakob allowed it to fall to the floor. He lay next to Jessie cradling her head in his arm. He kissed her cheek and ear. When she started to cry he pulled her close to him and held her in a protective embrace. He kissed the tears from her cheeks until she whispered, “Take me now, jakob. Make us one. I love you. I love you.”
Jakob rolled above her. He rubbed her slit with his hard erection, moistening her with his pre-cum. Slowly he moved his hips forward to penetrate her torrid tunnel. Jessie reached up to hold his head, pulling it down so they could kiss—a long passionate kiss with tongues intertwined moving between their mouths. They started to move together, forcing Jakob’s long hard cock deep into Jessie, making them one in body and spirit. “This is the only time,” Jessie whispered to him, “the only time I feel like a complete person…a complete woman. If I could I’d make love to you non-stop—all day and all night.”
“I know how you feel,” replied Jakob. “This is something I can’t get enough of, and not just because I want to cum. I don’t really care if I do or not. Just being connected to you—it’s an incredible feeling.”
“So you don’t want to cum, eh?” Jessie threw her hips up with great force increasing her speed and intensity. “I’ll get your cum. Flood me with it. Let it run out of my pussy all over me. Come on, give it to me.” Jessie was humping madly, so fast and so hard Jakob could hardly keep up. When Jessie squeezed her pussy muscles it was all he could stand. He felt a rumbling churning up from his balls, through his cock, erupting violently into Jessie. He fell spent on top of her then rolled onto his side holding her.
They lay there for some time. Jessie spoke first, “You’re concerned about the peeing, aren’t you?”
“Yes, I’m not sure I understand why you’d wanted me to do it.”
“Remember when I told you yours was the first penis I had ever seen, let alone touched or licked? I grew up in a very restrictive home, mostly because of my…father, who you know is a complete control freak. Now that I am free of him I want to experiment, just like anal—which I loved, by the way, and would like to have often—if I don’t try things how will I know if I like them?”
“Did you like me peeing on you; it seemed weird.”
“I enjoyed the warmth of it and knowing it was part of you. I wouldn’t want to do it every day, but once in a while would be OK.”
“Do you want to pee on me?”
“Hmmm, I might if you’d promise to eat me out after…you know, just like I did with you.”
“Damn, Jessie, you know I’ll do that to you anytime. You don’t have to pee on me first. But, let me think about it. Now that you’ve explained how you feel about it the idea doesn’t seem so strange.”
“Well, I see I got my wish.”
“Huh?”
“I’m leaking cum all over my thighs. C’mon, lover, let’s take a shower.” They raced to the outdoor shower, this time remembering towels and to close the front door. Jakob turned on and adjusted the water. Jessie showed him the shaving soap and razor she had placed by the back door. “I have to shave my pussy so it’ll be nice and smooth for you. Hmmm, want to do it for me?”
“Really? You want me to? You’ll have to show me what to do.”
“OK, first of all you know how to shave. It’s the same thing, just lower, and, of course, my skin is really tender there.” So Jakob shook the can and placed some foamy soap in his hand. He rubbed the soap all around Jessie’s pussy. “I like this part.” Jessie playfully smacked him on the head. “You seem to like everything about it, don’t you?”
“Of course. You’re beautiful, you’ve got a fantastic body, and I love you…Umm, put that last part first.” He looked up just in time to receive a quick kiss from Jessie. Now he took the razor and carefully stroked it across her abdomen. Once the soap was mostly removed he made several vertical strokes, clearing up any stubble along the sides of her labia and her thighs. Finally, he rinsed her and kissed her newly bald vulva. Jessie took the razor and can of shaving cream and was about to put it back when she turned with a sly smile on her face.
“Oh, Jakob,” she said as she knelt, “I want to shave you now.”
“Uh…I don’t know. I wouldn’t want to have an accident. Just what do you plan to shave, anyway?”
“I think I’d like to shave your scrotum. Then I could suck on your balls without getting hair in my mouth. The guys in porn always seem to like that. And, maybe, just a little bit around your cock so when I get it all in my mouth it won’t be all hairy. Don’t worry, you can trust me. I love that thing as much as you do. I won’t let anything happen to it.”
Reluctantly, Jakob allowed himself to be led to the center of the shower. Jessie carefully applied the shaving cream and started to shave him. “I can’t look,” complained Jakob.
“You can be such a sissy. Don’t worry you’ll get your reward when I’m finished.” Slowly, carefully she removed all the soap and hair from his balls. After a quick touch-up she now moved to just around Jakob’s cock. “Oh, God, Please be careful,” he begged her, half in jest, half in mortal fear. Jessie just laughed, applied the razor and was done in a moment. She rinsed him and got to work. She licked his scrotum and sucked one of his testicles into her mouth. “Oh, fuck!” exclaimed Jakob. “That is so unbelievable.”
Jessie smiled, released the testicle and attacked his cock, which by now had grown to its maximum length and girth. Slowly Jessie swallowed his massive organ. She did not stop until her lips touched the newly shaven skin of his abdomen. She looked up at Jakob and winked before backing off, keeping just the tip in her mouth. Again she completely swallowed him, an action she repeated again and again. Jakob was getting weak in the knees. This would be the third time in just over an hour. He was ready to collapse from sexual euphoria when he felt his orgasm begin, his sperm-laden semen jetting from his cock into Jessie’s throat. “I told you there would be a reward, didn’t I?”
Jakob pulled Jessie up for a kiss then knelt beneath her. She knew what he wanted so she straddled him and peed, her urine trickling down onto his chest. When she had finished he kept his promise. He was in perfect position to lick her sweet pussy. Holding the cheeks of her tight ass, Jakob applied his tongue to her labia, licking a broad stroke up and down her cunt. Jessie was leaking juice now, as well as his residual cum, and Jakob slurped it up greedily. Now he narrowed his tongue so he could push it easily into her hole. In and out, and on every circuit a quick lick of Jessie’s clit. Jakob slipped a finger in with his tongue. Then he slid it into Jessie’s ass. “Oh, I was hoping you’d do that. Let’s go in so you can fuck my ass. C’mon. I need it now.” They dried themselves and rushed to the bedroom. Jessie knelt at the edge of the bed, her ass in the air. Jakob lubed several fingers and inserted them into her ass to relax her muscles in preparation for his cock. After a few minutes he lubed the huge cock and pushed some into Jessie’s butt. He pressed the tip of his of his dick against her ass. Jessie pushed back. Slowly the big cock made its way past her sphincter into her rectum. The head made an audible “pop” when it had progressed past the sphincter. The pressure on her anus and its multitude of nerve endings was intense and extremely pleasurable. She moaned, showing her approval of Jakob’s efforts. Jakob started moving, pushing himself all the way into Jessie’s bowel before pulling back. He repeated faster and harder. When he inserted two fingers into Jessie’s tight cunt he fucked both orifices in rhythm. Then he rubbed her clit with his other hand it was more—much more—than Jessie could stand. She had an orgasm to die for. She completely lost control over her body for almost a minute s she collapsed onto the bed and passed out. Jakob revived her, his hard cock still in her ass. “Don’t take it out…not yet. It feels so good. I love the way it makes me feel.” In time Jakob’s erection faded, and when it did, it popped out. Jakob lay next to his future wife. “I still think peeing on each other is strange, but if you want it I guess it’s OK.”
“How many times did we make love today?”
“I don’t know, I lost count and can’t remember. Not enough, though. I could never get enough of you.”
Chapter 3
Jakob and Jessie stayed busy fixing up the house. Jakob’s parents gave them new kitchen appliances as a wedding present and jessie’s mother gave them a new couch and chair for the living room. Jakob bought a new bed. They decided on a queen—big enough to sleep in but not so big that they’d get lost in it. They also bought a new flat TV, much bigger than their old set. Their house was now their home. Exams ended; they woke from their first night in their new bed just in time to attend graduation rehearsal. Considering all the screw-ups they were done in just over two and a half hours. “Let’s go into town,” suggested Jessie.
“Why?”
“I’d like to go to the park. I’ve always enjoyed sitting there looking at the pond. It’s so peaceful there.” That’s all Jessie had to say. They jumped into the truck, kissed each other briefly, and drove off. Like many southern towns, theirs consisted of a single street with the Town Hall and stores on one side and a park on the other. Behind the memorial for World Wars I and II was a path running around a small pond. There were trees and benches facing the pond, away from the street. Once Jakob parked Jessie led him to a bench under a spreading live oak. When she was seated she looked around and, seeing that they were pretty much alone, opened Jakob’s belt. “Jessie, what are you doing? We’ll get into trouble.”
“No, we won’t. It was such a turn on when I jerked you off on the bus to Orlando, worrying whether we’d get caught. Just think what it’ll be like fucking here—in the park, in public. What a rush!”
“I don’t think it’s a good idea. Someone will see you moving on me, for sure.”
“Ah, but I don’t plan on moving so there’ll be nothing to see. Just watch.” Jessie carefully removed Jakob’s hard cock from his pants. She stroked it several times to harden it further. Then she sat in Jakob’s lap. She was wearing no panties or thong so she simply eased Jakob into her. Jessie closed her eyes so the only sensation she was experiencing was the penetration of her cunt by Jakob’s erection. Jakob thought her tunnel even hotter than usual while Jessie savored the heat emanating from Jakob’s cock. True to her word Jessie did not move. Instead she flexed and relaxed her vaginal muscles. She must have been practicing every spare minute because she was able to do it rapidly and with strength enough to squeeze Jakob’s cock forcefully. The effect of these contractions was very similar to regular sex. It was extremely enjoyable for both of them.
“Oh shit,” Jakob said. “Here comes a cop. We’re in for it now.”
“Nonsense,” replied Jessie. “Leave this to me.”
“She leaned back putting her arm around Jakob’s neck. She tousled his hair before saying, “Good morning, Officer.”
“Good morning, shouldn’t you kids be in school?”
“No, we’re excused,” replied Jessie. “We just had to go to graduation practice and we have the rest of the day free. We graduate tomorrow AND we’re getting married right there in Town Hall tomorrow afternoon.”
“Really? Well, isn’t that nice for both of you. I’d like to chat but I must be on my way. Enjoy your day.”
Jakob breathed easier once the policeman had walked on. “Why’d you start a conversation? I was close to cumming. Everything would have been a real mess if I’d done it while he was here.”
“I think it’s going to be a real mess either way. I’m so turned on I’m leaking big time. Let’s see what we can do here. She continued her flexing, but this time Jakob slipped his hand under Jessie’s skirt. He rubbed and pinched her clit while she was working his cock. They almost had a problem when an elderly couple strolled past and Jakob was groaning away, but they must have been hard of hearing because they never batted an eye. Jakob bucked as he deposited five long thick ropes of semen into Jessie: almost simultaneously she came, her orgasmic motions spreading Jakob’s cum all over his pants. Jessie had been right. They were a big mess. Slowly, the walked from the park, Jakob with a huge cum stain covering his abdomen, Jessie with cum dripping and running down her legs. When they got to the truck Jessie reached up to kiss him. “Thanks, Jakob,that was such fun.”
“Oh, yeah? I guess you didn’t see that cop wink at me. I don’t think he was fooled at all.”
Jessie spun around. “You’re kidding, aren’t you? Oh God, we could have been arrested.”
“Maybe, but what could anyone see, only a beautiful woman sitting in her fiance’s lap? That old couple was a bigger concern. I was shaking like a leaf I was cumming so hard and you weren’t much better. I guess you’re right—it was a blast! Just like every other time we make love.” They laughed as the drove home to make use once again of their new shower.
Jakob parked around back so they could head right for the shower. Jessie had stored a few towels in an old cabinet they placed near the shower. They cavorted under the hot water soaping each other—Jakob paying special attention to Jessie’s magnificent breasts; Jessie massaging soap into jakob’s balls.
Suddenly Jessie stopped. “What’s wrong, Jess?” Jakob asked.
“Nothing,” his wife-to-be replied. “I was just thinking. This soap is pretty slippery stuff. I want to try something, OK?” Jessie rubbed the soap between her hands, working up a lather. One hand she applied to jakob’s cock, the other she ran into her asshole. She bent over clutching her ankles with her hands. “Surely you don’t need an invitation. Put it in me; put it in my ass.” Jakob put one hand on Jessie’s hip, the other he used to push his cock into Jessie’s ass. The soapy water was really slick. Once he gained a beach head into her ass his cock slipped easily into her butt. Jessie’s ass seemed especially tight this afternoon. It clamped onto his cock, squeezing and compressing it while he moved in and out. He reached around her to tease her clit. The friction was incredible despite the lubricating soap. Jakob could not stand it a second longer. “Unghhh, unghhh, unghh,” he could barely speak as he shot his creamy cum deep into Jessie’s rectum. To Jessie the feeling was equally intense. She felt totally filled by Jakob’s cock. She responded when Jakob ran his finger up and down over her clit with one of her biggest orgasms ever. She would have collapsed onto the shower floor had jakob not caught her, his cock still buried deep into her ass. They went inside and slept through dinner, through the night, waking only when the sun rose, shining through the window, around six a.m.
Chapter 4
Jessie opened her eyes to find Jakob leaning on one arm, gazing into her face. “Is it morning?” she asked.
“Yes, it’s our morning. How should we start it?”
“Silly boy, you know exactly how I want to start it—the same way I want to start every morning—with you inside me. Lie back and let me mount you. I feel like riding you this morning, OK?”
Jakob rolled over on his back exposing his huge erection. “What do you think?” he laughed. Jessie joined him for a few seconds before getting down to business. She rose onto her knees, stroked him several times before lowering her head onto and over him. Jessie wrapped her luscious lips around the cock she loved so much and took the entire tool into her throat. She waited there for a few seconds before pulling off. She repeated for several minutes noticing Jakob had closed his eyes and was breathing in shallow pants. “Oh, Jessie, if I could only tell you how great that feels. It’s heavenly, almost as heavenly as your wonderful pussy. Oh, Jessie, fuck me, please! I do so want to be in you.”
Jessie lowered herself slowly onto Jakob’s steel tool. Now it was her turn to feel ecstasy as Jakob filled her cunt to the breaking point. The stretching of her vaginal walls sent jolts of sexual electricity through her body. She would have had difficulty explaining exactly what she felt, she only knew it was the most satisfying feeling she had ever known. Jessie rocked forward grinding her clit into Jakob. He reached up to cup her breasts, rolling her nipples—making them harden under his touch. He leaned forward to suckle her, evoking a mild gasp from her lips. Jessie arched her back as the sensations in her clit intensified and spread throughout her body. Jakob was sharing her experiences. He could feel his balls tighten as his baby-making juice was forced up through his cock into Jessie, flooding her womb with sperm. Jessie reacted to his raging motions with convulsions of her own. Spasms of deep passionate pleasure wracked her body. She had never felt such a wave of total all encompassing pleasure. She fell into Jakob’s arms. “I love you, Jakob. I love you more than life itself.”
“Jessie, you are everything to me. I don’t know how I existed without you.” They held each other for a long, long time.
Eventually hunger drove them from the bed. Jessie went to the bathroom to wash her abdomen and thighs. She’d have a full shower later. Jakob went to the kitchen to start coffee and prep some eggs for scrambling. He had just broken his last egg when his cell phone rang. The conversation was one-sided. Jakob mostly listened to the caller. When he hung up there was a look of determination on his face. Jessie appeared a moment later fully dressed, ready to go to the hairdresser. Jakob thought she looked perfect as she was. After breakfast Jessie drove to town and Jakob went out to the barn looking for a particular tool he had seen the other day. He found it leaning against the barn wall. He took it to the grinder, sharpening it to a razor edge. The tip of the blade, normally dull, was honed to a sharp penetrating point. Jakob held the handle and took several quick swipes. Yes, the tool would work exactly as he had envisioned. He took it into the bedroom and slid it under the bed, hidden by the bed skirt. He returned to the kitchen to clean the breakfast mess and wait for Jessie’s return.
At 1:30 Jakob and Jessie were dressed for their ceremony. Jakob wore a blue blazer, a white button down shirt with a blue paisley tie, gray slacks, socks and penny loafers. Jessie was exquisite in an emerald green dress that exactly matched her eyes, light tan 4-inch heels and, of course, no panties. They got into the truck and drove to town, finding a parking spot just across from Town Hall. The other members of their party were already there on sidewalk. Together they walked in and discovered they would have to wait for one other couple. When it was their turn they gripped each other’s hand a little tighter. When the Justice started his spiel Jakob spoke up, “We have our own vows if that’s OK with you.”
“Of course,” he replied.
Jakob went first,”Jessie, I was nothing until I met you and I’m still nothing without you. You make me complete. Your love is the driving force in my life. I love you more than life itself. I pledge that I will spend the rest of my days loving you and caring for you. Will you marry me?”
Jessie’s turn, “I will, with all my heart. Jakob, I cannot believe the joy you have brought into my life. I look forward to every day with you. I could never imagine being without you. I love you with all my being, with every fiber in my body. I cannot conceive living without you. Will you marry me?”
“I will”
Jakob’s father produced the rings and they said the traditional, “With this ring I thee wed.” And it was done. Jakob and Jessie were married. They went to the Johannson farm for a brief reception and dinner before they had to leave for their graduation. Like most such ceremonies it was too long and too boring. They returned their caps and gowns, picked up their diplomas, hugged each other and headed home, exhausted from their long emotional day.
Once home, Jessie turned to him, ”I think we should consummate our marriage, don’t you ?”
“Oh yes, consummating is number one on my list of priorities—just like every other day.” They laughed as they came together in a long embrace. Jessie tiptoed up for a kiss deep with desire and need. She led him to the bedroom. Jessie removed his tie and opened his shirt, kissing his chest and biting his nipple. She dropped his pants and boxers; he stepped out of them, his erection pointing skyward. Jakob turned Jessie around kissing her neck as he lowered her zipper so she could step out of her dress. She was wearing a bra, but nothing else. That she dropped on the floor also, freeing her breasts for her lover—her husband. They embraced flesh on flesh joining them together as they fell onto the bed. Jessie spun around putting them into the 69 position. She engulfed Jakob’s cock in her hot mouth. She licked his shaft and all around the head, driving Jakob wild with desire. Jakob was doing his share. He licked Jessie’s labia before pushing his tongue deep into her hot wet tunnel. He shifted his attention to her swollen clit, licking it all over before pulling it into his mouth, sucking it between his teeth. They could have cum like this with no difficulty at all, but they wanted more. They wanted to join together as no other act could do. Jakob turned her around and mounted her in the missionary style-quite conservative for them. He looked deeply into Jessie’s eyes, mouthing “I love you” as he gently pushed his cock into Jessie. She was so wet with desire and anticipation there was no physical resistance to his entry. Now, at last, they were joined together, united as one—husband and wife—bound together for all eternity. They started to move, choreographed by their love as much as their need for each other. Faster and faster, harder and harder, until they exploded in orgasmic delight; they fell in a post-coital bliss they had never before known.
Jessie fell into a deep sleep but Jakob remained awake as if expecting some interruption to their joy. Around two a.m. he heard a noise, someone breaking into the house. He leaned over to Jessie, placed his hand over her mouth and woke her. “Someone’s in the house. Get under the bed and stay there until I tell you to get out. Now go!” he whispered. He reached under the bed for his tool—an old sickle made of fine tool steel honed to a razor’s edge. He tiptoed out of the bedroom into the bathroom, hiding behind the door. He saw a shadow sneaking down the hallway. A large object—a rifle or shotgun—in the person’s grip. The shadow peeked into the bathroom. Seeing nothing he turned away toward what he thought would be his target. Just as he raised the weapon Jakob struck, slicing the sickle through the air with a vicious backhand stroke. The tip broke through the side of the intruder’s neck slicing the carotid and jugular en route through the voice box and out the other side, destroying the twin vessels on the other side. So strong and so accurate was Jakob’s thrust that he nearly decapitated the assailant. The weapon raised in response to Jakob ‘s onslaught fired harmlessly into the ceiling.
“Jakob?” Jessie yelled.
“I’m OK,” he responded, “Stay there until I tell you to come out.”
He flicked on the lights and saw, as he expected, Jessie’s father, Howard Holmes, shotgun in his hands. The phone call he’d received earlier in the day had been the sheriff, warning him that Howard had been overheard in the jail making threats, saying that he was going to get even with his slut daughter and her lover. Thanks to the warning Jakob was prepared and his bride, the love of his life, was safe.
“Jessie, I’m coming for you. I want you to promise me that you’ll close your eyes and keep them closed until I get you into the living room. Promise?”
“Yes, Jakob, won’t you please tell me what happened?”
“I will when we get out of here. There’s blood all over the place and I have to call the sheriff.” Once they were safely away from the site of the killing Jakob called the police and explained to Jessie exactly what happened. “I didn’t tell you about the phone call because I didn’t want to spoil your day—our day. But now everything will be OK. We’ll spend the rest of the night with my folks and tomorrow I’ll clean up the mess.” Jessie pulled him to her, holding him close—close enough for him to feel her shaking under the tee shirt he’d given her to hide her nakedness. They were still holding each other as the sirens approached.

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Ahh… Lochy Part 5 (The real one)

From the Author: Hey guys, sorry I fucked up the title of the last story (Part 4) unfortunately, once a story has been submitted nothing can be changed… so It’s going to stay as ‘Part 5’ and this one will just be ‘Part 5 (the real one)’ just to clarify any confusion.

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My daughter Annie3

After awhile all was settled down. I had barbecued dinner, we
had finished and all was cleaned up. All three of us were sitting
outside on the patio. I had built the backyard for privacy, so the
fact that only Eve had clothing on made for a relaxed atmosphere.
Annie moved closer to me and grabbed my hand to give it a warm
squeeze. “This is so much more than just shelter for me daddy.
This is like a dream. One that I don’t ever want to end. I have
never felt so secure and loved since I left here to go to college.
You are the first man to make me feel like a woman.”
I passed that off as a slight exaggeration. But Annie quickly
noted my reaction.
“I have been told never tell all. Because it can be used against you
someday. But I need to tell you what happened in my life.”
I sat there with mixed emotions. “Let’s go into the house and let
me put Eve in her crib. She’s fallen asleep. We’ll just sit
together without lights on and just talk.”
I put Eve down in her crib and joined Annie on the couch with the
only light coming from the moon and the reflection of street lights
in the neighborhood. We sat there quietly with Annie slightly facing
me, holding both of my hands in hers.
“I was a virgin went I went to college. All through highschool
I didn’t want to get involved with sex. But about the middle
of my sophomore year at college, I met Howard. We spent some time
alone together in the chemistry lab. He was a sweet guy, a little on
the nerd side, but I didn’t mind that. We became friends because
he could trust me and felt I wouldn’t laugh at him. I started to date
Howard and soon discovered that he was the ‘American Rarity’ a
male virgin in college. This fact made me even more relaxed
around him. He was a terrible kisser, but an all around nice guy.
The first night he felt my breasts, he just left his hand there and
didn’t move it. I guess he thought that would make me excited.
The night we both lost our cherries was a circus. He had been
as nervous as you can get buying condoms. He said he felt everyone
in the drug store looking at him. He could almost hear his mother
scold him. He said he walked out of the store without looking at
anyone, and left his change on the counter. The two of us had a
terrible time putting it over his penis. When he finally got up
the nerve to try to penetrate me, we were both scared. He slowly
pushed into me and ripped my hymen with a big push that hurt
worse than I thought would be possible. I remember thinking that
if this was sex, I was in for a long life. When he was through
he was so full of guilt that he immediately got up and cleaned
himself off, leaving me just laying there.”
“Our next few times were not all that much better except that
I was feeling a little more enjoyment, but nothing very exciting.
That summer is when I talked to mother. I told her about my
experience and she talked about the two of you. It was because
of our chats that summer that I felt there was more to sex than
I had gotten from it.”
“That fall I met Chuck. He was a jock. He was experienced and
he was exciting. He knew all the right words to say. He made all
the right moves. And before I knew what was going on, I was in
bed with him. He was good. He brought me so much physical
pleasure. He was the first person to ‘eat my pussy’ and he loved
it. He introduced me to sucking his cock and the taste of cum.
He was smooth, but he couldn’t be true to one woman. He had
to be screwing several different ones. I found out about a couple of
them and felt there was no future with this and I dumped him.”
“I went through a period of celibacy until I met Eric. He was
kind. It was my senior year and he was a graduate student. We
both had a love for classical music and both sang in a community
choir near the campus. Eric and I became good friends and started
dating on a regular basis. He never pushed for sex and was
always a gentleman. When we did have sex it was very soft and
he was always concerned about me getting hurt or feeling pain.
He preferred me performing oral sex on him over intercourse. He
never performed oral sex on me. I thought this might change over
time. He got engaged and then married. His sexuality with me
never changed. He loved me playing with his anus and he even
seemed to get off more having anal intercourse with me. But
he never seemed to have his heart into touching my pussy or
even my breasts. After I got pregnant he got even further from being
intimate with me. The only orgasms I got were the ones I masturbated
myself to. I was three months pregnant when he disclosed that
he was gay. In some ways I was relieved that it wasn’t me he
was rejecting and in other ways I was furious that he married me
without telling me first. He claimed he didn’t realize it until he
had an encounter with one of the male students at the university.
He said that was his first sexual encounter ever with another man
and that was what he needed in his life. Well you know the rest.
I left him partially because there would be no hope for a normal
future and partially out of misunderstanding.”
“I tried to make a go of it alone. I had a nice job, but I didn’t
know how it would work out with Eve. That’s when I called
you for help. You never once lectured me. You took me in and
treated me like a queen immediately. I wanted to stay here because
I felt secure and loved. That day you saw me nurse Eve for the
first time. That was totally an accident. I had tried to be
discrete before than. I didn’t realize you were home. After you
saw my bare breast, I just out of impulse wanted you to try my
milk. The feel of you sucking my milk out of my breast was
so comforting to me that it was, well, downright sexy to me.
I struggled at first with how far I was willing to go with you.
But the more I thought about how lonely you were, how good
mother said you were, how desperate I was for love and comfort,
the more I was making up my mind that I didn’t want to go looking
for love anywhere else when you were what I wanted all along. I
know that this is pure and simple incest, but it is my life and I’m
responsible for my own happiness. You’re everything mother
said you were. You love me and Eve more than anything in the world.
I love you more than any man I have ever met.”
She continued. “Then when you caught me in the shower, it gave
me the boost I needed to go through with what I wanted to do.
I heard you come into the house. So I stayed in the shower a
little longer. It was all planned from that moment. I’m sorry
Daddy, I didn’t mean to trick you into it. I just needed you at
that moment. It just worked out that way.”
Annie paused from her story and brought her face next to mine.
I could feel her breath brush across my lips. “Daddy, I need you
more than I need life. I love you so very dearly and don’t want
or need anyone else in this world.” And with that she kissed me.
My heart was melted. I was totally without resistance. She
had presented a case I couldn’t refute. “Okay Annie. If that’s
what you really want. We’ll do it that way. You have to realize
that it won’t be always easy. You need a man your age. There will
always be the big age gap, not to mention our relationship. But I
promise to be the best person in your life. And I promise that the
first time you find someone else I will encourage you to take him.
I don’t know how we’ll explain things to Eve, but we have time to
figure that out.”
With those words, Annie was all over me. She jumped onto my lap
and straddled my thighs with her legs. Her kisses covered every
inch of my face. There was that wonderful feeling of “flesh to
flesh” as I felt her bare breasts press against my chest. I would
be a father, lover, husband and friend to her. I could feel her
pubic hair which was starting to get fuller now brush against
my cock. It made me really hard in no time. Annie wasted no
time at all and reached down to insert my now swollen member
into her very wet pussy. My mind was starting to buzz. Forget
about the incest stuff, how am I going to keep up with this kid.
She was either ging to kill me with a heart attack or wear my
cock to a stump. Annie did all the work. I just sat back while
her youthful pussy massaged my cock. Up and down she pumped
on it. I could hear her getting closer to an orgasm and deep
inside I could feel that familiar feeling starting in me. Soon she
was flailing out almost incoherently. And shortly I was again
shooting my cum deep inside her. She finally slowed down to some
very small quiet moves and then came to a stop with my still somewhat
cock deep inside her, the tipe of my penis kissing her cervix.
As I slipped out of her, she purred in my ear just how happy and
in love she was. Love. Poets have written about it, songs
have been sung about it, yet no one really understands it completely.
But this was love I was recieving. It was without conditions. It
was just there for me to enjoy. “Oh Annie, I will never know why
you love me. And I guess I shouldn’t worry about the ‘why’ and
just enjoy the fact.
“Why?” she asked, “why not. You make me feel so feminine.
You appreciate every part of me. You want to protect me at your
expense. Why shouldn’t I love you? I won’t find a man like you.”
I knew she was wrong, they’re out there. I also knew that premade
families intimidated some men. I would only let my Annie go to
someone who was worthy of her. She was all I had.
The rest of the evening was spent in the most intimate of situations
‘shared solitude’. We didn’t turn on the television, or radio. We
both sat on the sofa and read. Annie with her head on a pillow
on my lap. We read for an hour without a sound until Eve again
announced she was hungry.
So the three of us went upstairs to call it a night. Eve and I
got a late night snack of milk.
The next morning came all too quickly. Yet it came very nicely.
Annie and I had been sleeping together for some time now, but
last night was the first time we had had intercourse and so this
was the first ‘morning after’. It did indeed feel different than
the previous mornings. The bird’s songs seemed to be prettier
the sun seemed to shine brighter, everything seemed sweeter.
I rolled over and felt Annie’s rear end. It even felt nicer (not
that it hadn’t felt wonderful before now). My touch woke her
up. “I’m sorry,” I whispered, “I didn’t want to waken you.”
She said nothing but rolled over and hugged me. Her eyes were so
warm and beautiful to me. Annie was that kind of person who
wakes up in the morning with a sweet disposition.
“Why don’t you feed Eve when she wakes up and then I can sleep.”
I looked at my chest and then hers, “I don’t think she’ll go for it.”
Annie smiled and said, “I guess you’re right.”
“Now that you’ve had a night to sleep on it, do you have any
regrets Annie? I mean about what we’re doing?”
She rose up and wrapped herself around me, “regrets? Yes I do.
I wasted some valuable time. Last night should have happened
a few weeks earlier.”
“I’m never going to get you to admit that I’m not the best you can
do, am I?”
“Sorry, I just can’t lie. You are all I want or need.”
“So you used to finger old Eric’s butthole.”
“He loved it.”
“What about you?”
Annie smiled a sheepish little grin, “I kind of liked it too. It
was like I was doing something to him that gave him pleasure.
Inside his anus was the softest skin I have ever felt.”
“I imagine all rectums are as soft. Your mother’s was the only
one I felt and it was soft also.”
“She never played with your butthole?”
“She would have told you if she did.”
“I guess that’s true.”
“Roll over on your tummy,” with that Annie removed a tube of KY
she had in the drawer of her night stand. She applied some to
her fingers and slowly worked one of them into my hole. I had
had the doctor stick a finger up there in the past to check my
prostate, but never had I had someone put a finger up there as
a part of giving me pleasure. At first I jumped a little. Then
Annie showed she knew exactly what to do as she manipulated
her finger in and out of my ass.
“That does feel nice. You have such a gentle touch.”
“Do you want to do it to me?” and before I could answer she
manuevered herself around where she had access to my anus
and I had an unobstructed access to hers. I applied some of
the KY to my finger and gently worked it in and out of her.
We were like kids exploring each other. Her tight butthole was
so inviting. I wanted to eat it, suck it, feel it and push my cock
into it. But this was hers to orchestrate not mine. After some
time I noticed her breathing changing. I had learned now that
she was going into her preliminary steps towards a nice good
morning orgasm. I never knew a woman could orgasm with her
anus being invaded. And then I realized that Annie needed her
pussy attended to so she could finish her explosion. She dislodged
her digit from me and allowed me to slip down with my head
between her legs. With just a few trips by my tongue around
her clit she was reeling into ecstacy.
Her chest was rising and falling with waves of pleasure as I
continued to lick her. Soon she made it to the peak and spilled
over into bliss. As she slowly came down from her height, I
ceased the attention on her clit and started to suck on her pubic
hair.
“I have waited all this time to wake up like that. It was so
good. Thank you dear heart,” smiled Annie.
We probably would have gotten even more involved with each other
except for this little redhead in her crib making some beginning
noises to let us know she had waken and was hungry and wet. I got
Eve and brought her to Annie. “Feed her first and then you can
shower. I’ll shower while you’re feeding her.”
“No. Don’t shower until we can together. Besides I have enough
to feed both of you.”
I watched and chatted with Annie while Eve was busy on Annie’s
left breast. We talked about when she felt she would feel ready
to return to work. Her job was still waiting for her. She was
a research chemist and very much in demand. We decided that
there was no hurry but she should return when she felt ready. It
wasn’t a matter of finances. I had planned very well for retirement
some day and with all my investments and my current earnings
five Annies and 10 Eves could be supported. But she needed to
be around people.
We both decided that she would return when she felt like it and
not before. Eve and I came first in her life and she wanted to be
there when she was needed by either of us. With that she switched
Eve to the other breast and invited me to finish what Eve had left.
I was going to miss this someday so I wanted to take full advantage
of her milk.
With Eve back in her crib Annie and I both went into the bathroom
and I started the shower. I stood there while the water was heating
up just admiring this beautiful creature with all her youth. She
was such an image of her mother I thought to myself. She steals my
heart every time I look at her.
Annie sensed somehow what I was feeling. She looked at me and
said, “you really loved mother, didn’t you.”
I looked at her and wanted to cry. “She was everything to me.
A piece of me lies in the ground with her. You are the closest
thing on this earth to being her. But I don’t want you to think
that that infatuation is what draws me so close to you, because
while you resemble her so strongly, you have a uniqueness she
didn’t have. And she was some things you will not ever be.
Does that make sense, or am I just an old man blubbering?”
“I understand what you mean.”
WE both jumped into the shower and played like two little kids
soaping each other down and sliding our slippery bodies against
each other. Nothing sexual, just two people in love feeling the
life in each other. Yes I was falling in love with this daughter in
a new deeper sense. She was now my mate as strange as it seems.
I stopped and just admired her body. And with that she caught my
eye. There was fire in her hazel eyes. She was flushed with anger.
“Father!” she said sternly (she never addressed me as father unless
she was ready to make a statement which I had better listen to), ” I
have been really patient with you and this bullshit about the age
difference and our relationship. I am a 25 year old woman, who
has been married, who has a child. I am not a 12 year old who
is being molested by her father. I have made a concious decision
to have you as my lover. An adult, premeditated decision. I have
let you mope and stammer over my decision long enough. I do not
want to hear one more word about age, relationship, the future or
what other people will think. Quite frankly my dear, I don’t give a
damn. If I hear you ever mention any of those again. I will take
Eve and all I have here and we will move out of your life
completely. So do I have your promise to stay off of those topics?”
I find it hard to imagine any man in this world standing in the
shower with his adult daughter, both completely nude and covered
with soap having his ass chewed out by her like I got. She was
as sincere as I had ever seen her. I looked down like a little
boy who just got scolded by his mother. Then I looked up at
Annie and said, “I would rather die than to lose you and Eve.
You have made the decision, I am the one who is getting all
the benefits from it. You are gaining nothing because everything
material I have is already yours. But I do respect your maturity
and will never mention any of those subjects ever again.”
This was sealed with a hug that cracked both our backs and a kiss
that seemed to last for hours. We had made a pact and it was now
official. It would be the three of us from here on out. We would
deal with Eve’s questions as she got older. We would live our lives
one day at a time. No matter what happened to me, these two ladies
were gauranteed a secure future. I was now the wealthiest, happiest
man in the world.

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