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A Family Man: Part 5 Home Cumming

Sorry this took so long to get out. Life got in the way and this chapter required a ton of re-writes for continuity’s sake. I hope you enjoy. Leave a like and comment, please.

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Mouth Part 1

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Avery

A man discovers how decisions can change your life years later

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The Island, Chapter 21

Author’s Note: This is a serial novel. It mixes actual experiences, fantasies, and outright lunacy. It is not a quick lurk-and-jerk. I believe in a slow build, in order to have a better payoff at the end. (Like Sting, I’m Tantric…). I plan to release a new chapter every week. Hopefully the response will be good! Enjoy.

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Mouth part 2

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Teaching High School Girls Part 5

A few hours later, when the girls arrived after dinner, they rang the doorbell, and he invited them in. They were wearing matching short pleated skirts and low cut blouses. He said, “Girls, you remember Zoe, my daughter.” They smiled and curtsied, saying, “Nice to meet you again Miss Zoe.” When they curtsied, they lifted their skirts, and he and Zoe bot caught a glimpse of their pantyless pussies.
Zoe said, “Wow you two have very polite manners.” He said, “Yes, well there’s a reason for that, I’ll explain everything.” They went and sat in the living room, Zoe next to her dad, and the girls on the other side.
He tells her their story, but leaves out April, and that the girls are pregnant. He tells about the break in, and them becoming submissive to him. After hearing all of that, much more made sense to Zoe. It’s obvious to her how much the two girls sitting there care about her dad, and are truly committed to him. She says, “Dad, that’s an amazing story. I would love to stay and get to know the girls better, if that’s ok.”
The girls look to him to give her an answer, hoping it’s yes, and he says, “Of course baby, I would love that too! I want us all to become closer, like a family. The girls will be around for a long time hopefully.” She gave him a big warm hug, then went over and sat next to Hollie, and reached over and hugged them both like they were sisters. He got up and said, “Ok you three, I’ll leave you alone to get to know each other now, you just behave.”
“Hollie and Katie, I want you to obey Zoe like you would obey me ok?” They both nod enthusiastically, and he said to Zoe, “I can trust you not to abuse your responsibility right?” She flashes him a brief, but sultry smile and said, “Don’t worry, I won’t do anything you wouldn’t do.” The girls all laugh, and he just grins and leaves them, shocked at what a little succubus his daughter was turning out to be.
When 11 o’clock rolled around, he knew it was time for the girls to get home. He came out of his room, but didn’t see them in the living room. He heard giggling coming from Zoe’s room, so he went upstairs. He knocked, and heard Zoe say, “Come in!” in her sing-song voice, out of breath from laughing.
He opened the door, and the girls were trying to act natural, like they had almost gotten caught doing something naughty. He smiled, and said, “What are you three up to?” They giggled and said, “Nothing!” He knew that was a lie, but said, “It’s time for the girls to leave unfortunately.” They were sad, but the girls complied without complaint. As they walked past him, they kissed him goodbye. He said, “Oh, I managed to get some absentee slips for you two for tomorrow, you don’t have to go to school. I was thinking you should come over and spend the day with Zoe, you seem to have hit it off tonight.” The girls beamed, and Zoe cheered.
After they left, he said to Zoe, “What’s that behind your back?” She clearly didn’t think he saw it, but she reluctantly brought her hand in front of her, holding her digital camera. He said, “What were you doing with that?” although he already knew. She said, “Just taking some pictures,” innocently.
He said, “Can I see those pictures?” She said, “Sure!” and jumped up, plugging the camera into her computer. Soon images of Hollie and Katie were displayed on the screen, striking poses. As Zoe flipped through them, the girls’ poses became more provocative, and they were wearing less and less clothes. Zoe was watching him to gauge his reaction, but he remained stone faced.
He saw the girls flashing their tits and pussies, with their fingers all over themselves and each other. He said, “You’re quite the photographer.” She smiled, and said “It helps to have such sexy models.” He replied, “I’m glad you find them as sexy as I do,” and got up. Before he left the room, he said “Get some sleep, you’ve got a date early tomorrow.”
He had trouble sleeping himself that night. He couldn’t get the image of his daughter fucking his two sex slaves out of his head.
The next day, Jeff comes home from school a little early at 4. With his help, Hollie and Katie had taken the day off from school. He gave them forged excused absence passes so that they could stay home with Zoe all day and get to know her. He couldn’t concentrate all day imagining what they might be doing at home alone.
He walked in, and into the living room. That’s when he saw them out on the pool patio. He froze right where he was, astonished at what he saw. Zoe was sprawled out on a deck chair, with Hollie’s face buried between her legs. From where he was he couldn’t see much, as she was facing away from him. As he crept closer to the windows, he saw Zoe’s bikini bottom on the ground next to her chair, and saw that Hollie was completely naked. Once close enough, he saw Katie was sitting in a chair to his left, also completely naked, with her leg propped up and her fingers buried in her pussy.
He can’t believe he’s watching his innocent little girl fuck these two high school girls. He can’t see exactly what’s going on between Zoe’s legs, but all he knows is he wants to see more. He thinks to himself, “She has to know that I’ll see her doing this, right?” He decides to find out, and moves toward the right, trying to get a better view of his gorgeous daughter.
As he inches closer and closer to being able to see her beautiful body in full, something catches his attention out of the corner of his eye. He looks up, and sees his neighbor’s house, and the woman standing in front of the second floor window looking at them. He freezes, first in a panic, but then gets a hold of himself. The woman seems to be watching them, not running to call the neighbors about her new piece of juicy gossip.
He quickly makes a decision. He doesn’t know if the woman has seen him watching the girls, so he storms outside, yelling at them. “Zoe! What do you think you’re doing! I leave you alone for one day, and this is what you do? You bring your friends over and do this debauchery? In my own house!”
As he yells, Zoe looks utterly confused, and a bit hurt. She obviously expected a very different reaction from him, one more welcoming, and so she covers herself up with her towel. Hollie and Katie stand up with their heads bowed in a submissive posture. He barks at them, “Cover yourselves up and get inside, right now!”
The school girls obey immediately, but Zoe goes more slowly. Watching her disappointment and shame is horrible, and he thinks, “Just a few moments more sweetie.” Once inside, he slams the door, and pulls the blinds shut. Finally convinced that they have their privacy back, he turns to the girls. Zoe says, her voice quaking with the fear that she’s just ruined her relationship with her father, “Daddy, I’m so sorry, I just…”
She doesn’t know how to finish, and trails off, when he says, “No baby, don’t be sorry. I didn’t want to react like that, but you three were careless. There was a woman next door watching everything you were doing!” The girls all gasp in horror, and Zoe says, “But I didn’t see anyone!”
The anger he was trying to suppress rising in his voice, he says, “Of course not, but she was there. So now I have to go talk to her and try to convince her that what she saw was just the one time indiscretion if some teenagers, and not what it really is.” All three girls look ashamed, and apologize, which softens him a bit. He says, “Look, you three just stay right here, I’ll be back.” They nod, and he leaves the house.
He crosses the yard to the neighbor’s house, which feels like a million miles away. He doesn’t see her looking out of any windows, which might be good or bad. He reaches the door, prepares himself, and rings the doorbell. He hears a woman’s voice call out, “Come in!” He hesitates, and then opens the door.
He steps inside, and calls out “Hello? It’s your next door neighbor.” The voice says, “Come in, I’m here in the kitchen.” He heads into the house, and sees her sitting to his right as he passes the door. She’s seated on a bar stool at her counter, wearing a black and gold kimono.
She looks to be in her late 40’s, but very fit. She says, “Come in, don’t just stand there.” He says, “I’m Jeff, I live next door.” She’s holding a mixed drink, and says, “I know who you are Jeff. Can I get you a drink?” He shakes his head, puzzled by her attitude, and says, “Sorry to come over unannounced, but I’m afraid there’s been a bit of an embarrassing situation.”
She playfully says, “Oh has there?” He senses she’s toying with him, but continues, “Yes, I think you may have seen something a short while ago that might have given you the wrong impression. You see, my daughter, she’s a little on the rebellious side, and is always trying to push my buttons.”
The mystery woman shifts in her seat, and her kimono falls open to her navel, giving him an ample view of her cleavage. She either doesn’t notice, or doesn’t care, so Jeff continues, “Anyway, I hope that we’ll be able to come to an understanding and put this whole thing behind us.”
She looks at him after he finished speaking, the faintest smile on her lips, then finally her straight face breaks, and she bursts out laughing. He’s confused, and she says, “Oh Jeff, this is too good. I’m sorry, I shouldn’t tease you, but it’s too much fun. Relax a bit won’t you? Come sit down.” She motions to the bar stool next to hers, and not sure what her game is, he plays along.
He sits, and she says, “Don’t worry Jeff, if I was the gossiping type, I’d have had time to tell every housewife in the state by now.” He looks at her suspiciously, and she says in a conspiratorial tone, “This isn’t the first time I’ve seen scandalous behavior at your house.” He doesn’t know if she’s bluffing, so he keeps a straight face. She says, “I understand why you’d play it cool, you don’t want to let a stranger in on your secrets, but trust me, I’m the discreet type.”
As she says this, she runs a hand down the opening of her kimono, from her neck down to her breasts, pulling the material aside even further. As his eyes were drawn down, she slowly spread her legs toward him, sending the silk sliding off her legs, and revealing her perfectly tanned shaven pussy to him.
She says, “I know I have you at a disadvantage, and that you’re a man who likes to be in control. So here’s your chance, take control. Give me the chance to prove you can trust me.”
He says, “How do I know you aren’t just trying to get even more dirt on me?” She coyly says, “Only one way to find out,” and spreads her legs farther, sliding toward him. He stands, and moves closer to her, close enough to kiss her. She rubs her thighs on his legs gently, and he reaches up to her face. But instead of kissing her, he grabs her hair and pulls her off her stool, throwing her on the ground.
She lands on her back on the cool tile floor, and he’s on top of her in an instant. He pins her arms down, and says, “Tell me what you know about me!” She smiles, and says, “You’ll have to make me tell you.” He’s stunned by how horny, yet submissive she is. Every ounce of her is begging him to take her.
He obliges her, pulling his dick out of his pants and feeding it to her. He plunges it roughly into her mouth, and she greedily swallows it. As she sucks, he pushes farther and farther down her throat. When he lets up, he repeats his question, and says with a coy grin, “I know that you’re a high school teacher with a few problem students, plus one very curious daughter.”
He says, “What do you know about what we’ve done?” She shuts her mouth and raises her eyebrows to say, ‘You know what to do.’ He thinks, “She really wants to be abused! She’s forcing me to fuck her to tell me her secrets! Maybe she’s a kindred spirit after all.” He slides his dick back down her throat, all the way to the hilt this time. She swallows it whole. This is the deepest any woman has ever taken his dick before.
Again he relents, and she says, “You spent a weekend fucking the high schoolers, but two of them came back for more. The third is off plotting her revenge as we speak no doubt. I don’t think you’ve had the older girl, despite how much she obviously wants her daddy’s cock.” This time he starts fucking her face before asking his question, “Who have you told?”
This time she simply says, “No one, and I never will. What you do in that house isn’t anyone else’s business but yours.” He says sarcastically, “And yours apparently.” She grins devilishly, and says, “I’ve got to have a hobby.” He holds her face down, and jerks his dick against it until he starts blasting his cum all over her face. He coats her face hair and tits, and once finished, he gets up.
She doesn’t move from her place on the floor, instead she just moves her hand to her naked pussy and starts rubbing her clit. She says, “Well Jeff, do you believe me now?” she says, “Maybe, but I’ll take some insurance just to be sure.” He takes out his phone, and starts to record her as she writhes on the tile, fingering herself closer to orgasm. She stares into the camera, almost proud to be filmed debasing herself with his cum all over her. She said, “I always thought I was prettiest with a load of cum on my face.”
She continues until she cums, reveling in the show she’s putting on for him. After she finishes, she says, “Well?” he looks at her and says, “Well what?” She replied, “Aren’t you even going to ask me my name?” he says, “No, I’ll find out on my own. Follow me.” She obeys, standing up and following him as he walks out of the kitchen. Her robe is hanging open freely, and she makes no effort to conceal herself or question him.
He finds her bedroom, which overlooks his pool. It’s the only window that does, so he starts looking around. He finds her laptop, and opens it. He opens her email, and starts to snoop. She simply stands there watching him, almost delighted at the invasion. He finds her name, Nora, and searches for anything about his family, while she slides two fingers into her pussy. She orgasms again watching him, and soon he’s satisfied that she hasn’t been talking about them.
He looks through her closet and her dressers for cameras or pictures, but finds nothing. Finally he says, “Seems what you told me checks out. But since you know so much about me, it’s time for you to tell me your story. Let’s go get you showered while you fill me in.”
He leads her to the bathroom, and she drops her robe, and runs the shower. “Well, I’m actually a retired schoolteacher too! I moved here about a year ago for the peace and quiet of this rural neighborhood. I never had any kids of my own, so when I saw what was going on, I wanted to be included. I knew I couldn’t though, not until the right moment.”
He says, “Which was today.” She grinned, and said, “Yes. I can’t count the number of times I’ve fucked myself with my vibrator standing at that window, wishing I was one of those girls. All my life I’ve wanted a strong man to take me like you did, be my master, but I never got it. Until now hopefully.”
He saw nothing but truth and sincerity in her eyes, and felt that he could trust her. After her shower, he says, “I feel a connection with you Nora, and I think you’re someone I can trust to help me with my problems.” She’s ecstatic, and says, “Yes, anything!”
As she showers, washing his cum off her face, he tells her, “The girls names are Hollie and Katie. Zoe’s my daughter. Zoe doesn’t know it yet, but the girls are both pregnant.” She gives him a look that’s half admonition, and half arousal. He continues, “So is April.” Now she’s really intrigued and says, “Is Zoe too?” He shakes his head, and says, “I haven’t had sex with Zoe.”
She says, “Was there an unspoken ‘yet’ on the end of that sentence?” He smiled and said, “You’re very observant. Yes, I’ve been fantasizing about it, but I don’t want to take advantage of her before she’s ready.” Nora thought ‘the girl’s obviously ready, she’s practically begging for it,’ but she left that subject for another time.
She said, “Well, we’ll have to deal with the pregnancies quickly then.” He said, “Do you have any ideas?” She said, “A few, but first let’s go meet the girls.” She dried off, reveling in Jeff ogling her tight body. He takes in her body, admiring her pert natural breasts, her beautiful legs, and her evenlt tanned skin. She clearly spends a lot of time tanning and working out.
As she dresses, he asks her, “So how does a teacher afford to retire at your age?” She said, “My parents left me quite a bit of money in the inheritance. My father always doted on me, not unlike you do Zoe, and made sure that I would be well off.”
She finally is finished dressing, wearing an outfit that’s halfway between stern schoolmarm and sexy librarian. He says, “You’re amazingly beautiful. How old are you?” He had never asked a woman that before so bluntly, but instead of the usual appalled reaction, she simply answered, “I’m 49.” He said, “You’re gorgeous for 49, you don’t look anywhere near it.” She thanked him, and said, “Let’s go meet the girls!”
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A Lifelong Affair pt. 3

Preface:
All the words in the world could not express our connection so we really never used them. Any feelings inside that people translated into mushy talk was not necessary between Lilly and I. We talked about many things but our feelings for each other was never a subject,
Just like our first time established the bond our next time simply cemented it. Time, and it’s passing, meant nothing to us as what we had was forever. We did need nourishment from one another but what we did when we did it sustained us.
Nothing that happened in our individual lives ever diminished what we had. Our connection was not above or below the fray rather it meandered through, around and between everything in life.
A Lifelong Affair pt 3:
We woke a couple hours later exactly as we went to sleep, me on my back and her with an arm draped over my chest. I had never been spent like that in my life and I have had some pretty hot sex over the years.
It was raining outside meaning we were stuck indoors and it was just as well since it gave us a chance to talk. Turns out she wasn’t exactly forthcoming about her anxiety last night regarding her new hair color and her boyfriends reaction. Yeah we know each other but we’re not exactly psychic either.
He had actually asked her to marry him. That blew me away just hearing it even though they have been seriously dating for a little over a year. She didn’t give him an answer other than she would have to seriously think about it. I have met her boyfriend, his name is Tom, on many occasions and he seemed to be a decent guy. There were to many things happening inside of Lilly already and when he popped the question she was simply overwhelmed.
She had discovered a part of herself when we had sex for the first time yet she still hadn’t found her identity. When she finally died her hair blonde she said she was closer to it but there was still something intangible. Actually she denied it, as well as I did, or rather we both ignored it until now. She said she felt complete when I was inside of her and I admitted it was the same for me.
We knew it, felt it and always had but when looking at the big picture what could we about it, NOTHING. All we could do was give each other our virginity, what we did here last night and what we would do on other occasions when needed.
We were never jealous of each other being in a relationship and it would be the same concerning marriage. It is a huge and serious step though, not to be taken lightly. We were not going to have a life together as a couple it was as simple as that. We were not moving far away and abandoning family and all the necessary things a brother and sister would have to do to make that happen.
We had sated our desire, filled our curiosity and nourish our soul now we had to go on with “normal” lives.
As confusing as life can be with all the decisions to be made she did seriously consider the marriage proposal and decided to marry Tom. I thought she was still to young and hadn’t experienced enough of life yet but I have never been one to preach or try to sway ones thoughts. I simply thought it was a mistake and not because of Tom rather like the first time we get married we later figure out we were simply young and stupid. I also thought that since she didn’t have a ready answer when he asked her then decided to do it then it was disaster from the get go however, I truly hoped for the best. I felt he would be good to her but that she simply didn’t have her heart in it and it was best suited for her to wait.
Don’t get me wrong, Lilly is the marrying type and the type a man would want to marry, that is for sure. She is level headed, not a queen or high maintenance and she can certainly dedicate herself. She is full of passion but needs to have the right person to bring out the best of all things in her.
At 20 years old she has grown into a lovely young woman and her subdued looks belies matches her character. She has long straight blonde hair that almost reaches to the the middle of her back. She has soft powder blue eyes (bedroom eyes), high cheek bones with a light splash of freckles on them and when she smiles her cheeks rise up and frame her eyes. Some would say her nose was just ever so slightly larger than what is should be but I think it fits her face perfectly.
She has a narrow chin and and her slender elongated neck is just made for munching on. Round C-cup breasts and her hip to waist ratio draws the eye. Since going blonde she has the California beach girl and/or even that slightly”hippie girl” look.
You can look at her and imagine how nasty she could be on the inside yet her features and demeanor masks it and gives her the good girl look.
Lilly and Tom were married about 6 months later, she was a beautiful and scrumptious bride. I had to admit to a tinge of jealousy but it subsided and there is no, nor ever was, any animosity about it.
The entire even from her initially telling me about it all the way to the wedding had me thinking about marriage and all that. It was like marriage is just something we are supposed to do as an end result.
You date, then get into a relationship, you get acclimated, you love, you marry, you have kids, etc, etc. It’s interesting how one event can lead to another or change ones thought or maybe even skew ones thought and subvert better judgement.
One would think it may be uncomfortable when we visited each other and her husband being right there and just like it always had been when Lilly and I looked at each other and let the look linger yet without notice from anyone but it really wasn’t strange for me.
A year into their marriage Lilly was pregnant and when she was into her 7th month is when I made the mistake of asking my girlfriend to marry me, she accepted.
I was visiting Lilly and when I told her and just like happened with me I could see the the initial sting followed by a slight smile of acceptance. Even with our connection we felt we were instaling hurdles between us yet we knew those could be jumped. Like always we talked pleasantries but not feelings or even desires. We were alone at her house and while we talked we maintained eye contact, we were communicating via two mediums. Her eyes watered yet never did a tear brake, my eyes did the same and we both sensed the frustration contained therein as our visit was coming to an end.
“I have some things to gather that I will drop off at your place in a little while”, she said then followed that with a slight smile.
This simply established the where and when as well as the reason. With a look of love in my eyes I simply nodded my head up and down. With that I stood up, we hugged the best we could with her pregnant belly protruding as it was, then I exited.
While I drove back to my place called my fiance under the guise of touching base but of course I was confirming that she was at work and verify nothing has suddenly changed regarding her schedule.
After I reached my apartment I searched for any guilt within myself regarding what was going to happen but I found none. All I thought about was that is always seemed to always be to long in between for Lilly and I. I wasn’t in need of sex because I was getting plenty but what I was in need of was something only Lilly could give me, what we could give each other.
The anticipation was excruciating but I my cock was patient. You would think it may be an iron bar but that wasn’t the case and I actually began to worry that maybe it would fail me at a crucial moment.
Once I heard that knock on the door my cock instantly snapped to attention,
“That’s my boy”, I said to myself with a smile.
I opened the door and Lilly stood there with a smile then walked in. After I closed the door and turned to her we embraced and kissed, lightly at first, then once we “felt it” we kissed deeply and my dick instantly became fully engorged. Our kiss parted with a loud smack and with that we turned and headed to my bedroom and stopped at the edge of the bed. We knew this was going to be a quickie.
We kissed again then she sat on the edge and began to unbutton her top and pull it over her head then worked my cock stand straight out.
We wanted nothing more get to get my dick in her cunt so without a word she turned and crawled onto the bed and stayed on her knee’s and bent over.
While I turned to get onto the bed behind her I eyed her glistening cunt. I reached out and ran a finger up and down between those luscious soft cunt lips to thoroughly spread her juice.
With her swollen belly touching the bed she spread her knee’s apart once she felt me get onto the bed and position behind her. With my cock like a steel rod and just as straight I didn’t even need to guide it with my hand. As I scooted up behind her we were lined up perfectly and my cock found it’s own way, piercing her slot.
As I push in my width forced her lips apart and with the tip of my cock just entering through her hole I already felt the incredible heat contained inside. She was tighter than I ever felt her and as I split her cunt open she grunted and raised her head off the bed. I moaned out loud as her hole clamped down and also from the heat.
It was tight but she was incredibly wet and her juice allowed me to continue penetrating her until I was fully inserted. I stopped for several seconds feeling the oven like heat my cock was bathed in. I then pressed my hand onto each of her fleshy hips and began to to withdraw for another run. I pulled back enough where my head was wedged between her lips then I dug my fingers in and pushed inside again.
I’ve never felt Lilly so hot on the inside or her cunt this wet or rather this slick. As soon as I bottomed out on my second run I immediately pulled back out then repeated and kept going in and out with a regular tempo.
I have never wanted to cum so quick in my life and after no more than 10 strokes I was ready to blow, I pulled back and just barely staying inside I stopped.
I closed my eyes to remained still to let the feeling subside.
“What’s wrong”, she asked.
“I had to go already and I don’t want to yet”, I responded.
She was pushing back at me to get my cock inside as I willed the column of cum to recede back down my shaft. I knew it was frustrating for her when I stopped but it was just as bad for me. Her cunt felt so damn good that I wanted to fuck her as long as possible without cumming.
I pushed back in again and pulled out and my feeling returned immediately. While I fucked in and out I forced my mind on anything I could but it was no good I could get a few strokes in and out without the feeling that I had to blow.
When i stopped again she grunted in protest and bucked back at me to get going.
“I’m sorry but you feel so good that I have to shoot off already.
“Come on, it’s alright, just do it”, she said.
Under other circumstances we would have made love but as much as we knew this woudl be a quickie I didn’t want it to be this fast. I pushed back in again then closed my eyes due to the incredible feel and I began the fucking motion.
Try as I may to hold it off or get my mind onto anything else it was no good. As my cock sawed in and out the heat of her love tunnel, the creaminess of her jizz and the love I have for her was overwhelming. I quickly fucked her with very rapid strokes and our flesh and her juices were causing a smacking/sloshing noise while I fucked my pregnant sisters hot juicy cunt. She was grunting each time I hit bottom and as the pressure built I was moaning and panting while squeezing her hips tightly.
It had gotten to the point where I could no longer contain myself,
“OH SIS”, I shouted out as cum exploded from my cock. I painfully grunted as each successive shot of semen drilled into Lilly’s pussy. Once the severity of my orgasm subsided I once again continued to pump in and out of her to get and give as much as I could until I was to soft to continue.
I reluctantly pulled out of her, scooted back off the bed then worked my way beside her to lay down then she turned on her side facing me.
“I didn’t want it to be this quick but it’s been SO long”, I said.
She smiled and brought her hand to the side of my face and brushed my hair back while we looked at each other. We smiled and moved in for a kiss.
“It’s fine………………..I have to get back anyway”, she said.
“I Love You”, I said.
“I Love You to”, she responded.
With that we got up, dressed then at the door we hugged and gave each other a quick kiss then she left. I already figured it would be awhile before we were able to do it again, it seems like it is usually that way. She was giving birth in a couple months and shortly after that I would be getting married.
Did Lilly marry and not love her husband, no. Was I getting married and not love my fiance, no. Could I describe what it was between Lilly and I, no. Were our sessions so intense because they were intermittent or because we didn’t have to live together on a day to day basis. Was it because it was so naughty and taboo, or was it the level we connected or was all of the above the actual “level” that we existed on.
I don’t know but all I do know is that whatever the reason it was intense and it was something we needed. I/we just wish is wasn’t so long in between but it would happen in time………………….
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Living the Dream

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Waht Daddy Needs 8

“Hey.”
Phoebe opened her eyes and, laying her hand against her forehead to shade them from the glare of the sun, looked up at her sister. Sandra dropped into the the lounge chair next to her. She picked up the bottle of sun block between the two chairs and started to smear the white lotion on her arms. Phoebe relaxed back onto her chair and stretched languidly, enjoying the heat of the sun baking her skin to a golden tan.
“So,” Sandra said trying to sound casual as she leaned back in her chair, “how has Dad not killed you?”
Phoebe didn’t pretend not to know what her older sister was talking about. Even if their father hadn’t announced at the beginning of this family vacation that his youngest daughter was expecting, the gentle swell of her belly would have given her away. Her hand lightly caressed the round bump that her pink bikini did nothing to hide. She smiled a little Mona Lisa smile and wondered what her sister would say if she told her the truth. The truth being that her father wasn’t angry because he had assumed the baby was his. Instead she just shrugged.
Sandra lifted her sunglasses and looked over at her younger sister. “Who’s the father?” she asked. “Some little pencil dick from school?”
Phoebe laughed nervously. “No.”
Sandra gave her a slightly concerned look. “Not some enlisted guy from the base,” she said. “Do you know what Dad will do to him?”
“It’s not an enlisted guy,” Phoebe said sitting up and swinging her legs over the side of the chair to face her sister.
Sandra pushed her dark glasses back onto her nose. “Who is it then?”
“You can’t tell Daddy,” Phoebe said quietly, her eyes lowered.
Sandra turned her head toward her sister. Phoebe looked up waiting for her sister’s response before continuing. Sandra sighed loudly, unable to hide her exasperation.
“Ok,” she said, her tone mildly irritated. “I promise.”
“I was kind of seeing my English teacher,” Phoebe admitted, watching her sister from under her lashes, trying to gauge her response.
Sandra’s eyes were unreadable behind her sun glasses. “I guess I can see why you haven’t told Dad. I don’t think he’s going to take it very well.”
Phoebe took a deep breath. “That’s not why I haven’t told him.”
Sandra sat up and took the glasses off. “Why haven’t you told him who the baby’s father is?” she asked suspiciously.
“Because I’m not sure that Jamie is the one,” Phoebe said meeting her sister’s eyes. “I was sleeping with someone else, too, when I got pregnant.”
“Jesus, Phoebs,” Sandra hissed. “You’re lucky Dad hasn’t made you tell him. If it had been Cassie or me he’d have beaten us like a red headed step child until we gave the guy up.”
Phoebe stood up and gathered her things. She looked down at her sister as Sandra stretched out on the lounge chair again.
“You’re not going to tell Daddy, right?” Phoebe asked.
“I’m not going to tell,” Sandra said closing her eyes against the sun.
Phoebe turned and headed into the hotel.
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Justin let himself into the hotel room he was sharing with his dad and step mom. He dropped the towel that he’d wrapped around his shoulders when he had followed Phoebe from the pool and let himself into his sister’s adjoining room through the connecting door. He locked it behind him, then stood by the queen sized bed listening to the shower, unsure of what to do next.
Eleven years old, he knew what he wanted, but he wasn’t sure how to go about getting it. The few times before that he’d had such pleasurable encounters with her, Phoebe had been the one to initiate sex. He heard her shut off the shower and he turned toward the bathroom door as she emerged wrapped in the white hotel towel, her brush in her hand.
Phoebe paused for a moment when she saw Justin standing in the middle of her room still wearing his wet swim trunks. She flashed him a smile and continued toward her bed. She sat down and started brushing her long, dark hair.
Justin moved to stand beside her and she put the brush down. She looked up into his soft, brown eyes. He reached out to stroke her sleek, wet hair and then caressed her cheek.
“What do you want, Justin?” Phoebe asked reaching out to run her fingertip along the elastic waistband of his damp swimsuit.
His cock twitched and began to swell. His hand fell to the edges of the towel tucked in on itself above the curve of her breasts. Sliding his fingers under the thick terry cloth he gave a little tug, his breathing quickening when it fell away from his sister’s ripening body.
Phoebe pushed his trunks down over his hips freeing his rigid penis. She leaned forward, smiling at his sharply indrawn breath as she licked the head of his cock before sucking him into her mouth. He grunted as she began to move her head up and down, her hand massaging his balls as she pressed her tongue against the underside of his shaft.
Of their own volition his hips began thrusting driving his stiff prick deep into her mouth. The sensation of her sucking as she moved down on his shaft and her tongue swirling around the head of his cock when she slid up had him trembling with the effort not to blow his load into throat. As good as it felt to have his sister sucking his dick, he wanted something more.
“Phoebe,” he groaned pulling out of her mouth, “I want to be inside you.”
She gazed at him for a moment before sliding his swim trunks down his thighs. They fell to his ankles and he kicked them off. Phoebe scooted back on the bed before lying down. Justin climbed onto the bed and leaned over her. Bending down he kissed her swelling tummy and slipped one hand between her legs.
Phoebe moaned softly as his fingers slid through the folds of her wet slit and he began to stroke her clit. She spread her legs wider and he pushed a finger into her quivering pussy, moving it slowly in and out. She rocked her hips against his thrusting hand, whimpering quietly.
Though he’d never done it before, Justin felt a sudden desire to taste the juices flowing from his sister’s beautiful pussy. He’d listened avidly once as one of the older boys that rode on his bus had described watching oral sex on one of his dad’s porno DVDs. It had excited him then and the thought of parting Phoebe’s sweet pink petal like lips with his tongue made his hard cock twitch and jerk now.
Withdrawing his finger, he leaned down and tentatively stabbed at her swollen lips with the tip of his tongue. Phoebe moaned and lifted her hips. Justin moved to kneel between his sister’s silky thighs and spread the outer lips of her pussy with his hands. He pressed his mouth against the tight opening between her legs and thrust his tongue as far into her wet cunt as he could. She began to tremble as he lapped at her, his tongue caressing the walls of her vagina.
He pulled his tongue out and up through the folds of her cunt Savoring the sweet taste of her slick skin. She moaned loudly and he felt her body jump when the tip of his tongue flicked against her clit. Experimentally he ran his tongue over and around the stiff little nub again. Phoebe’s hands cupped the back of her little brother’s head.
“Oh fuck, Justin,” she groaned. “Suck it, baby brother.”
He sucked her clit into his mouth and nursed it enthusiastically while sliding his finger back into her drenched pussy. Phoebe rocked against his mouth and thrusting finger, whimpering and cooing to him as the tension began to build low in her abdomen. Her body tensed and she cried out in pleasure as her orgasm rolled over her. Justin lapped at the sweet juices leaking from her convulsing cunt until his sister started to tug at him, urging him up.
“Now, baby,” she said huskily. “I need to feel you inside me.”
Justin kneeled between her thighs and leaned over her to press his lips to hers. Phoebe ran her hand over his back as she sucked the taste of her cum from his probing tongue. He supported his weight on his arms as she slipped a hand between their bodies to guide the head of his throbbing cock to the tight opening between her legs.
Justin groaned loudly as he pushed into the warmth of her dripping pussy. He began to thrust into her velvety depth breathing rapidly as the the walls of her vagina clenched on him, rippling around his rigid member. Phoebe moved with him feeling her orgasm beginning to peak again as she gyrated beneath him, grinding her engorged clit against his pelvis.
He increased his tempo, slamming into her. His breathing grew ragged and he felt his penis swell as his balls drew up. He squeezed his eyes shut tight and thrust into his sister’s ripe body as fast and hard as he could, his balls slapping wetly against her ass.
“Sissy,” he moaned as his cum roared through his pulsing cock to flood her pregnant womb.
He continued to thrust jerkily into her as his testicles emptied. Phoebe trailed kisses along his clenched jaw and murmured in his ear as he slowed and finally pushed as deeply into her sopping cunt as he could, becoming still as his prick deflated inside her. His flaccid cock slipped out of her satiated cunt and Justin rolled onto his side to press against her body, one arm lying across her swollen belly.
Phoebe gently rubbed her tight stomach in a slow circular motion. She smiled softly and closed her eyes. Justin laid his head against her shoulder and sighed contentedly. Phoebe turned her head toward him and kissed his forehead.
She felt a slight flutter beneath her hand and laughed in surprise. Justin lifted his head and looked t her quizzically. Phoebe pressed her hand against her tummy and felt the flutter again.
“I think it moved,” she said smiling at her brother.
A look of concern filled his eyes. “Did I hurt you?” he asked.
“God, no,” Phoebe assured him. “Maybe the baby just liked being rocked.”
Justin smiled and laid his head against his sister’s stomach. “Anytime, baby,” he whispered before pressing another kiss against the growing mound.
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“I don’t know who the other guy is,” Cassie said, oblivious to the fact that her father had dropped behind her on the trail. “She told Sandy she hasn’t been seeing anyone one from on base, but he has to be if she’d admit to sleeping with one of her teachers and still refuse to give up the other guy.”
Jake was struggling to control the impulse to strangle his oldest daughter right there on the trail that was leading them closer to the Organ Mountains. He tried to concentrate on the jagged, granite peaks along the range. Anything to shut out Cassie’s whining, tattletale voice.
“Daddy,” she said, stopping to turn and face him, “don’t you think you should make her tell you who the other guy is? I mean someone has to take responsibility.”
“Just shut up, Cass,” he snapped as he pushed past her on the trail. “Stay out of your sister’s business.”
Cassie looked stunned by his angry outburst and she knew better than to keep talking. With an exaggerated look of hurt she followed her dad on the dusty pathway. She was no longer interested in anything other than getting back to the hotel.
“What’s with dad?” Sandy asked watching her father’s rigid back as he began to out distance the rest of the family.
“I was just telling him what Phoebe told you about the baby’s father,” Cassie’s said. “Someone other than Dad should be taking responsibility for Phoebe and this baby.”
“I promised her that I wasn’t going to tell him,” Sandy said angrily.
Cassie rolled her eyes. “You didn’t tell him,” she said defensively. “I did. Why should the little brat stick dad with taking care of her and her mistake?”
“You’re a real bitch sometimes,” Sandy said before falling back to walk with Justin and her younger sons.
She needed to get back to the hotel and find Phoebe before their dad did. She wasn’t sure what was going on with the two of them, but judging from her father’s reaction there was something. Sandy was certain that it was going to be bad if their dad got to her youngest sister first.
“Cass,” she called waiting for her sister to stop and turn around before she continued, “I’m going to take the boys back to the hotel.”
Justin started to protest, but the look on Sandy’s face stopped him. He gathered his young nephews and started back down the trail toward where they’d parked the cars. The pool would be more fun on a day this warm anyway.
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Sandy knocked on her sister’s door. There was no answer, but Lorraine had told her Phoebe was in her room. She knocked again more insistently.
“Phoebe,” she called leaning against the door.
Phoebe opened the door wearing a tee shirt and panties and Sandy pushed her way past her sleepy eyed sister. “I’m sorry,” she began without preamble. “I told Cass what we talked about and she told Dad.”
Phoebe’s eyes widened, but before she could say anything the door connecting her room and her father’s opened. She and Sandy both jumped and turned toward the door. Their dad closed it quietly behind him.
“Daddy,” Sandy said starting toward him.
“Get out, Sandra,” he said, his voice tight with anger.
“You can’t beat her,” Sandy said stepping between her father and her sister. “She’s pregnant.”
“I’m not going to beat her,” Jake said furiously. “Jesus, Sandy, I just want to talk to her.”
Sandy nodded and, with an apologetic look toward her sister, quickly left. Phoebe watched her father warily as he started toward her. She took a step back putting a hand out to ward him off.
Jake shook his head as he reached out to smooth her sleep tousled hair. “Were you going to tell me?” he asked huskily.
“Daddy, I’m sorry,” she said pressing her hands against his chest as his arms closed around her.
“Murphy, right?” he asked leaning his forehead against hers. “I want to make sure I’m getting the right guy fired.”
“Daddy, please don’t,” she pleaded. “It wasn’t just Jamie’s fault.”
“Was it to get back at me for marrying Lorraine?” Jake asked.
Phoebe shook her head. “I thought I loved him.”
Jake closed his eyes tightly. “I thought you loved me,” he whispered against her ear.
“I do love you,” she said sliding her hands up over his shoulders to wind her arms around his neck, “but I can’t be with you, Daddy.”
Jake sighed. “I know, baby,” he said holding her tightly.
He slid his hands under her shirt and pushed it up. She lifted her arms and he pulled it off over her head. Jake pressed her breasts together and lowered his head to capture one puffy, pink nipple between his teeth to lightly pull. Phoebe moaned as he ran his tongue over the sensitive flesh before sucking it into his mouth.
“Daddy,” she moaned, her hands cupping the back of his head.
Jake’s mouth moved to the peak of her other breast and his tongue teased that nipple till it was as hard as its mate. Phoebe’s hands glided down to the waistband of his jeans, her nimble fingers udoing the button and working the zipper. Jake pulled his sweat dampened tee shirt off before pushing his jeans and boxers down to the floor and stepping out of them.
He gently urged her down onto the bed. Stretching out beside her, he ran his hand over her round belly. She moaned softly when his hand slipped between her legs to rub her pussy through the damp crotch of her pink, cotton panties.
“Are you still seeing him?” He asked looking down at her, his fingers slipping under the edge of her panties.
She shook her head. “When I told him that I didn’t know if he was the father he didn’t want me any more.”
Jake leaned down and kissed her hungrily, his fingers sliding through the wet folds btween her thighs. He lifted his head to gaze into her eyes pushing his fingers into her tight vagina. The walls of her cunt clinging to his thrusting fingers made a wet, sucking sound.
“You know who really loves you now,” he said rising to his knees.
She nodded as she lifted her hips to allow him to remove her panties. He rolled her onto her stomach and she pulled her knee up under her body. Jake eased his rigid cock into her, moaning as he buried himself balls deep in the tight, velvety depths of her nubile, young body.
His hands glided from her hips to her rounded belly as he fell into a slow, steady rhythm thrusting deeply into her dripping cunt. Phoebe looked back at him. His eyes were closed, his head hung down as he lost himself in the sensation of his daughter’s welcoming warmth.
His tempo increased as Phoebe pushed back to meet his thrusts. She reached between her thighs to rub her engorged clit with a light, circular motion. Jake’s hands moved to massage the full, heavy globes of her breasts as he began to slam his turgid cock into her, his balls slapping wetly against the swollen lips of her pussy.
Phoebe’s breaths came in whimpering moans as her orgasm began to build. She pressed her fingers harder against her clit and rocked back to meet her father’s pistoning strokes.
“Daddy,” she groaned. “Oh fuck, oh fuck.”
“Come on, baby,” he growled. “Cum for daddy.”
She bucked back against him, her vagina convulsing on his swelling cock as her orgasm overtook her. Jake slammed into her quivering pussy harder and faster as his balls drew up against his body. Phoebe pushed back taking him deep inside her body and shook as the rippling walls of her tight cunt worked to milk the semen from his sperm heavy testicles.
“Jesus, baby,” he groaned through clenched teeth as his cock pulsed and sprayed his daughter’s pregnant womb with his cum.
He pulled his rapidly deflating cock out of her cunt with a wet slurping sound and fell to his side. Pulling her into his arms with her back against his stomach he spooned with her, his hand caressing her round belly.
Phoebe felt the little flutter against her father’s hand. His hand paused and he chuckled agaisnt her hair. She knew he’d felt it, too. He turned her to face him and pulled her more firmly against his body.
“It’s mine,” he said stroking her hair back from her face. “This baby is mine.”
Phoebe snuggled against him and hoped for her own sake that he was right.

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