by Dog
Star 
Terrell
“Hot damn! Do you think they’re lovers?” Terrell said as he and his best friend Bill watched their daughters cavort in the pool.
“Jesus, you had to put that idea in my brain,” Bill said with a shake of his head. He saw the same touch, the displayed tenderness between his daughter and Terrell’s girl, Tyra. “I’m a little old-fashioned,” Bill said, “though I know that sort of thing happens more today, you know, girls…”
“Yeah, I guess, I just…er…figured Tyra was straight all the way.”
Bill pondered that for a few seconds before saying, “Unlike boys, I think girls can be straight and still fool around with other girls. I know I’m always chasing boys away from Naomi. I’ll admit I never know if I’m doing right by her or not since Maria died.”
“Don’t sweat it. Christ, your girl’s a hot one.”
“Keep it in your pants, Terrell my man.”
“You too, bro.”
The friends drank beers and watched the girls, lost in their own thoughts of how hot they looked; one blond with milky white skin, and one dark chocolate brown, with her braided and beaded hair glistening in the sun. The men were long-time friends who met while playing b-ball in college. They shared a unique friendship, magnified by the tragedy of both losing their wives and thus raising daughters alone. Naomi and Tyra both realized that they had their sole-guardian fathers wrapped around their little fingers.
“What do you think they’re talking about?” Naomi asked her best friend as they hopped out of the pool to sit on its edge.
“Silly. Us of course,” Tyra said with a laugh. “Your pop is like an open book. I know he wishes he could fuck me. I bet that’s what they’re both thinking.”
“You really think my dad wants you?”
Tyra made her ample tits wiggle, barely constrained by the bikini top. “Why would he not, gurrrllll?” They both laughed.
Naomi said, “So I guess you think your dad wants to do me.”
“I’m sure of it, and he hasn’t even seen those nipples of yours.”
The light skinned blond Naomi blushed deeply. Tyra was always commenting on her breasts and the extra large and puffy areolas that sat atop them. The few boys that have touched them, including Jake who took her virginity, all marveled at her firm, upturned breasts, with areolas that looked like someone had taken a suction pump to them. Naomi noticeably blushed again before asking, “Have you, like, ever seen your dad’s…you know…his…?”
Tyra chuckled. “You mean is it true what they say about black men, especially tall, ex-basketball players with huge feet?” She chuckled again. “Don’t you know it, gurlllll!”
“I bet that would feel great, I mean, having a really big one,” Naomi said with a sigh.
“You gonna seduce my old man? Warn me ahead of time if you are.” Both girls laughed again, enough to get the men looking anew. Tyra said, “And what about your dad? Ever see him?”
It was Naomi’s turn to chuckle as Tyra had. “Okay…very tall…sneakers even bigger than your dad’s. I wouldn’t know.” The laughter turned to giggling hysterics, which was okay with their fathers.
Bill said to Terrell, “God, look at those things jiggle!”
“You ain’t supposed to be looking,” Terrell answered, though he had to admit his daughter’s round melons jiggling like that when she laughed, hardly constrained by her bikini bra, was a sight to see.
“God, listen to us,” Bill said. “We must really need a good lay if we’re talking about our daughters this way.”
“Ain’t that the truth,” Terrell quipped, before saying, “What I need now is another beer. You?” As he stood, he tried to shift his dick in his shorts so the erection wasn’t obvious.
Still sitting on the pool’s rim, Tyra whispered to Naomi, “Shit, look at him! He’s got a hard-on!” Naomi noticed, sighing audibly. Tyra then said to her best friend, “Do you really want to, or is it just the hornies talking?”
Naomi sighed again. “He’s your father, but I like him a lot…and I bet it’d be special, not like it was with Jake.”
“Sleep on it girl, but I bet I could set it up.” Tyra leaned closer to Naomi and whispered, “Think about it…he’d fill you up like you’ll never be filled again.” Naomi didn’t respond, but her hand snaked its way inside her bikini bottoms to find her crotch soaked with the juices of arousal. Thankfully, her dad didn’t see that move.
“Dad, can I talk to you…about something important?”
Terrell turned away from the morning paper and toward his daughter. “Of course, sugar. What’s up?”
“I need to tell you something, but I’m afraid that once I tell you…I mean, I can’t un-tell you.”
“You better not be pregnant,” Terrell said, nearly flying from his chair.
“No! No, Dad. Nothing like that. In fact it’s not about me at all. It’s about Naomi.”
“She better not be in trouble, Bill would kill her.”
“Stop it Dad. Let me tell you, okay?”
As Tyra explained her friend’s proposition, Terrell’s eyes almost popped out of his head. “She told you that?” he bellowed. “She wants me to bang her?”
“Don’t be putting it like that. Don’t be crude, Dad. She likes you and she wants to, you know, like, have a big one.”
“It’s just not right,” Terrell said, but his mind was already toying with the idea. He imagined his head between her tits. He imagined her ass in front of him. He imagined her tightness as he entered her with his ‘big one,’ as his daughter put it. “But…but…I can’t…she’s Bill’s little girl, for God’s sake.”
“She’s not a little girl anymore, and besides that, I’ll take care of her father.”
After his daughter left him alone, lost in his imagination of what it would be like fucking Naomi, it suddenly registered in his brain what Tyra had said. “Take care of him how?” he bellowed into the empty room.
For the next couple of weeks, Terrell couldn’t get the image of fair Naomi lying under him out of his mind. It had been so long since he was with another woman, only really having one girlfriend since his wife died. He knew how horny he was, but he also knew that thinking of his friend’s girl that way was totally wrong. Naomi was so much a part of the family it would be like incest. He also tried not to think of what his daughter meant by ‘taking care’ of Bill. He couldn’t get that image out of his head either. He had no reason to think Tyra was celibate, but getting fucked by his best friend? He’d manage to pigeonhole away all the lascivious thoughts by the next time the four of them were at Bill’s, and in the pool.
Tyra had Naomi aside in the pool as their fathers sat on the opposite rim, drinking beer and watching them swim. Tyra said, “You still want my dad? I planted the seed in his head, and I think it’s growing.” She laughed at her double-entendre.
“Omigod, yes!” Naomi replied. “Will he?”
“Look at you girl. Of course he will!”
For the rest of the day, Naomi watched Tyrell every chance she had, hoping he didn’t catch her looking. After a while she began to think the opposite; hoping he’d see her staring so she could tease him somehow. Like foreplay.
Tyra didn’t tell her friend about her plans for Naomi’s dad. Why complicate things, she thought.
“Dammit, I think your girl wants to sleep with me,” Tyrell said, after indeed recognizing how Naomi was looking at him.
Bill thought he was joking. “That would be okay as long as I get equal time with Tyra.”
“I’m not kidding. Tyra tried to warn me in her own way.”
Bill stared at his friend. “You ARE serious, aren’t you? Holy shit! I figured no way was my baby a virgin, but still…” He began watching his daughter watch Terrell. She was giving off that vibe, a vibe Bill certainly recognized. That’s when he started watching Tyra. He wouldn’t tell Terrell this, but he’d always secretly lusted after her, and with the revelation that perhaps she was available to him gave him an instant boner. He didn’t want to look, but he was certain Terrell had a hard-on too.
Therefore, both men toyed with the idea of fucking the other’s daughter, and all the ramifications that went with it.
Terrell knew the moment had come when Naomi visited the house one day, and seemed to want to talk with him more than with Tyra. He figured she must have dressed specifically for him that day; wearing the shortest denim skirt possible without showing her ass—which she most assuredly would do if she bent over to the slightest degree—and a t-shirt that failed to disguise her nipples. He was having difficulty concentrating.
After a few minutes of innocuous conversation, Naomi said, “You know how much I like you, don’t you?”
“Yeah, you’re like a second daughter to me,” Terrell answered, immediately regretting his choice of words, based on her facial expression.
“Is that the only way you think of me?” she said with a pout.
“Nooooooo,” Terrell said, drawing out the word. “You’re a pretty girl,” he said, which failed to answer her question.
“Do you like looking at me, like, when I’m wearing a bikini?”
“Of course I do. Any man would.”
“Some boys say I have funny looking breasts,” she said before surprising Terrell by lifting her t-shirt to expose them. “Do you think they’re funny looking?” Naomi asked him.
Terrell was sweating, and he couldn’t stop the stirring in his loins. “No, I don’t,” he gulped, “I think they’re something special.” It finally hit him in the gut that he was going to get to fuck her. Perhaps he always secretly dreamed of that but repressed it. Nonetheless, here it was.
Naomi liked what he said and how he was looking at her. “Thank you, Terrell. They are very sensitive, you know. I like it when boys touch them. Will you touch them?”
There was still guilt in Terrell’s mind. “I shouldn’t, sweetheart. It’s not right.”
“It’s alright if I let you,” Naomi said, pulling her shirt the rest of the way off and closing the gap between them. Terrell definitely had stress in his shorts when she added, “You can feel them if you want.” Terrell was quickly all over her puppies, kneading them like a baker would dough, all to Naomi’s moans. He was so amazed by her magnificently puffy areolas. He’d never seen any like hers before. His hands studied them like a blind man reads a Braille book.
At Bill’s house, a similar scene was playing out. Tyra was naked from the waist up and Bill was caressing her beautiful, round melons. “God, Ty, you are the most beautiful…” Bill stammered.
Tyra laughed and said, “I know…” as she began to undo Bill’s pants. When his dick was released, she cooed, “Oh my, such a big cock, I’m gonna enjoy this,” before she went down on him, throating as much of his length as she could while stroking the rest.
At about the same time, Naomi was also freeing up a cock, yet her reaction was more emotive. “Oh my God,” she cried, “it’s huge!”
Terrell laughed and said, “It’s what the Good Lord gave me, and I’m mighty happy about it. Are you ready for what you’ve been wishin’ for, girl?” For the moment, Naomi was speechless. Terrell kicked off his downed pants, picked up Naomi and carried her to his bedroom. He helped her out of her skirt and wet panties, and got right down between her quivering thighs to sample her lusciously shaved pussy, which was dripping like a leaky faucet. Naomi was breathing so hard she barely heard Terrell whisper “My, oh my, I think you done squirted already, girl.”
He lapped up her delicious girl-juice like it was heaven’s nectar. By the time his tongue-tip grazed her clitoris, it was supremely engorged and erect like a little dick. He’d been with women, including the first time with Tyra’s mom, who got off simply by knowing his big cock was coming their way, but Bill’s daughter was something else, with all her dripping, twitching and moaning. Terrell spread her legs wider and got onto his knees between them. Sure enough, when Naomi looked up to see his tool stiff and hovering above her, she swooned.
“Awe, shit,” he muttered to himself as he finally remembered the need for a condom. He quickly retrieved a magnum from his dresser drawer and unrolled it on.
The sight of the condom now encasing Terrell’s cock somehow affected Naomi more than when it was bare. This wasn’t some fantasy, this was real. She was about to get nailed by a cock bigger than she ever thought possible. She murmured, “No…maybe not…no, oh God,” as Terrell placed his cockhead at her opening and began to inch his way into her. After he went a few more inches into her vagina, she cried out, “Oh no, it’s too big! Take it out! Please, take it out!”
Terrell was a man on a mission, and he was beyond listening to her cries. He held the teen’s hips and plunged deep, as deep as he could go without impaling her womb. She was frantic by then, but he didn’t stop, fucking her wet and slowly dilating vagina with long, purposeful thrusts that bumped her cervix like a drumbeat. When her protestations morphed into exhortations he wasn’t sure, belatedly realizing she was bucking her hips to meet each thrust and her cervix had ascended allowing him deeper penetration. Naomi was about to cum.
Terrell should have been ready to cum himself, yet his brain had seized on the image of Naomi’s beautiful puffies as they bounced and jiggled.
When she cried aloud, all he understood in her wailing was the word “cumming,” though he didn’t have to be a linguist to understand her orgasm was a monumental one. He pulled out of her, stripped off the wet and glistening condom, and sprayed an amazing amount of semen all over her quaking tits.
As she came down from her orgasm, she spent a long time daubing his cum all over those magnificent nipples.
Back at Bill’s, Tyra was on her hands and knees on the bed as Bill licked her pussy from behind. Bill was in heaven. He’d never been this close to an ass as perfect as hers.
He loved the way she tasted, marveling once more in his life how black women have their own flavor and aroma. As his tongue slid between her wet labia and tickled her clit, he stared at her anus, all pink and puckered. He wondered if she’d let him fuck her there, and the thought made him excruciatingly hard. Her asshole looked so inviting, he involuntarily moved his tongue there.
While he rimmed her, she moaned louder and said, “I never thought a white man would do that. You like my back door?”
He stopped long enough to say, “Yes, I’d love to take you there, sweetheart. You a virgin?”
She chuckled, “Neither place, Uncle Bill, neither place.”
Tyra helped him with a condom before returning to her hands and knees. He took her from behind and wasn’t subtle about it either. Tyra was a talker, imploring him to fuck her hard, urging him to fuck her fast. She kept up a steady stream of chatter: that he was big, that he filled her, and that he could cum in her ass. When she said the latter, he nearly shot his load right then and there. He managed to hold on, pulling out and placing his cockhead at her sphincter. A little spit-lube, and he punched into her tight anus.
Her groan could’ve awakened the dead, but she took his full measure. She was tight so he started slowly. Tyra begged him again—faster, harder—while at the same time she feverishly fingered her clit. She screamed as her orgasm hit, and the pulsations tightened her anal sphincter to the point he couldn’t thrust anymore even if he tried. Of course, he was done thrusting. He threw his head back and unloaded rope after rope of cum, that if it weren’t for the condom would be shooting deep into her rectum.
In Terrell’s bed, Naomi hadn’t lost her fascination with his large member. She was stroking and kissing it, and it responded nicely to her ministrations. “Oh…it’s getting big again!” she declared as one of her hands automatically flew to her pussy.
“You want more?” Terrell asked what was really a rhetorical question. The girl flopped onto her back and spread her legs for him.
Terrell got another condom, and while rolling it on, said “You like doggie, sweet cheeks?”
Naomi nodded vigorously as she turned over onto her hands and knees for him. With no hesitation, he entered her as far as he could go, slamming into her cervix and soliciting an “Oooomph” from her. Naomi was thinking she should’ve understood what she wished for, since Terrell’s massive cock was pulverizing her in rapid and deep thrusts, and his firm grip on her hips allowed for no retreat. It took a long while before her discomfort turned to pleasure. To top it all off, Terrell was taking longer to cum this second time in the saddle.
What began as a whimpering eventually turned into a purr, then into a ululating moan as Naomi’s orgasm approached.
They came together, with her scream and his roar.
The following day, the four of them were in Bill’s pool. The men were disinclined to compare notes, but the girls had no such reluctance. Wading at one end of the pool while the men were in a far corner, Tyra said, “Well, how was it? Did my dad’s big black one live up to expectations?”
“Jesus Christ, Ty! At first I was kinda scared…I mean, it looked way too big. He loved my titties, and as he played with them I sorta lost the fear, I guess, but when he put it in me…oh God! At first I thought he’d rip me apart but after a while it felt so fucking divine…I’ll never want a small one again.”
Tyra laughed, “See, that’s what the man always said—‘if you go black, you never go back’.”
Naomi said, “How was my father?”
“He’s got a good one…did my ass…a good reamin’.”
“You did ANAL?” Naomi said, aghast, thinking how she’d have to permanently wear a diaper if Terrell’s massive unit had ripped her sphincter apart.
“Oh yeah!” she answered, laughing again. “Our daddies did us proud, I guess. Should we let ’em do us again, or was it a one-shot deal?”
“Again and again…” Naomi replied, nearly shouting it out, which caught the men’s attention.
“What you think they’re conspiring about?” Bill asked his friend after they climbed from the pool, still watching their daughters.
“Hell, you know what they’re talking about—us,” Terrell said.
Bill faced Terrell. “We’re okay, aren’t we? Doing each other’s girl, I mean.”
“Of course, it’s not like we forced anything, was it?”
“Right…like an even swap.”
“Oh shit!” Terrell said suddenly. “I think they’re trying to tell us something.”
Naomi and Tyra had both lost their bikini tops and were flashing their tits at the fathers. Naomi then pulled her friend closer and kissed her, rubbing her tits against Tyra’s. When their lips finally separated, Naomi breathlessly said, “God, I’m so horny now…talking about your dad. Will you feel me?”
Tyra put her hand down the front of Naomi’s bikini bottoms, and slid a finger into her pussy. She furiously finger fucked her friend, which even though under the water line didn’t go unnoticed by her father.
“Look at them,” Terrell said to Bill. “I think my girl’s diddling yours.”
Bill had indeed noticed, though the sight of his daughter’s head thrown back and her mouth open left him speechless. He knew that look; the look of a woman ready to orgasm. Naomi’s loud groan only confirmed what both men knew was happening.
Naomi whispered her thanks to Tyra as they climbed from the pool. As the topless duo approached their dads, they saw that both men had impressive hard-ons straining their swim shorts. The nipples of both girls stiffened as they saw this, each lost in the memory of what happened the day before. Tyra said under her breath so only Naomi could hear, “You want to do them again?”
“Right here? Together?” Naomi whispered back.
“Why not? I’m game…and horny.”
Without a word, each girl sat on the lap of the other’s father.
Terrell was the first to find his tongue. “I take it you girls weren’t satisfied with yesterday?”
Tyra gyrated, grinding her ass into Bill’s poking erection. “I guess not, daddy,” she said.
Terrell reached around Naomi and cupped her breasts in his big hands. He looked over at Bill as if to be sure everything was still okay between them. He needn’t worry, since Bill was too focused on Tyra to seem like he was troubled by him and Naomi getting it on. He kissed the nape of Naomi’s neck and said in a hushed tone. “Are you ready for the big guy again, sweetheart?” Naomi nodded but remained silent. She was breathing in shallow gasps, which by itself, spoke volumes. Terrell kept playing with her tits, especially toying with her fine, puffy nipples which he loved so much.
Tyra took the lead. She stood, and taking Bill by the hand, led him into the house and toward the bedroom. She casually dropped her suit bottoms, got onto her knees and pulled Bill’s shorts down, exposing his erection. She took him into her mouth and swallowed all her gag reflex would allow.
In the meantime, Terrell picked Naomi up in his arms and carried the horny girl into the house. She pointed out where her bedroom was, and Terrell went in that direction, passing by the doorway to Bill’s bedroom. He stopped to watch as his daughter lay down on her back on the bed and Bill got between her spread legs. She pulled him down on top of her as he entered her obviously wet and ready vagina. In Terrell’s arms, Naomi was watching too, wide-eyed to see her father fucking her best friend. Terrell noted that Bill hadn’t worn a condom, which was okay in his mind since he knew Tyra was on birth control, and pretty much was old enough to make her own decisions in sexual matters. His own cock swelled even more thinking about doing Naomi bareback.
Naomi’s bedroom was next door. She was so aroused by then that when Terrell lowered her onto the bed, she was already begging him to fuck her. Terrell didn’t hesitate, sliding into her in the missionary position. She spread her legs as wide as they could go and pulled him in deeper, even if he bottomed out quickly, which hurt a little.
As Terrell fucked Naomi, he overheard Bill in the adjacent room say “Ride me, honey,” so he pictured his beautiful daughter riding his friend like a gorgeous, chocolate cowgirl, her large breasts bouncing and her fine ass jiggling just so on every bounce. He quickened his pace, slamming the young girl, her moans and groans growing louder by the second. She was deliciously tight, and now without the skin of the condom between the walls of her vagina and his thrusting cock, the texture of her tightness was rushing him to climax. Because he didn’t know whether or not Naomi was on birth control, Terrell whipped out his cock and sprayed a generous amount of semen all over the girl’s chest, belly and pubic mound.
Tyra heard Naomi’s groans and her father’s grunts, which took her over the edge as she began to cum. She cried out in orgasmic ecstasy as wave after wave of pure pleasure swept over her, while Bill uttered, “Oh God” and unloaded right into Tyra’s cervix. They lay next to each other and listened to the action in the next room, where Terrell and Naomi sounded like they were in round two of hot loving.
Naomi was getting used to Terrell’s big unit—and loving it! “Oh, Terrell, fuck me, yes, yes, harder, oh my Godddddddddddd!” she cried out.
Upon hearing this, Tyra looked at her “Uncle” Bill and asked, “You won’t be mad at my dad, will you?”
Bill shook his head slowly. “No. How could I? As long as he’s not mad at me for sleeping with the most beautiful, hot girl in the world, how could I be mad at him?”
Tyra was playing with Bill’s cock, and as he grew stiff again, she said, “Hurry up and get that thing in my ass before it wilts.”
Bill chuckled, “Your wish is my command.” He was deep in Tyra’s rectum when the sounds became really loud coming from the other bedroom. His daughter was cumming again.
Later that evening, Tyra probed her dad to see how he was feeling.
“I’m feeling fine, darling. How are you feeling after everything that’s happened this weekend?” Terrell said, studying his daughter’s face and body language.
“I guess I’m okay. I like Bill. He really is a good lover, and he gave me everything I needed.”
“Sounds like there’s a ‘but’ in there.”
She nearly laughed, her dad certainly not realizing the pun he used, since after all she did have anal sex. “It’s just that I don’t want to make it like a regular thing.”
“It doesn’t have to be. You’ve got a mind of your own, and I’m sure Bill doesn’t expect anything long-term.”
“But that’s the problem, Dad. Naomi wants to keep sleeping with you, and I don’t think Bill will go for that especially, if I’m not doing it with him.”
“She said that?” Terrell asked.
“Oh yeah, she’s so hot for your c—, I mean…you…that she said you can have her anytime you want.”
Terrell wasn’t shocked. Naomi had said the same thing to him after they fucked, but he figured the girl would come to her senses once she wasn’t so horny. Maybe horny was her permanent state of mind. He pictured those tits of hers and her tight little ass, and he got hard.
His daughter noticed the bulge. She said to him, “You know, I could call her to come over now.”
“Would she come?” Terrell said, again unaware of the pun he just made.
“You want her, Dad?” Tyra answered his question with one of her own.
She called her friend, and Naomi rushed over. Tyra watched her dad and her best friend walk off to the bedroom together, feeling jealous that Naomi was sleeping with her father. You see, Tyra had dreamed her whole life of having sex with her dad, though she always knew he’d never touch her that way. She silently followed them and peeked around the door jamb to watch them fuck. As she watched and dreamed of her father’s big, long, beautiful cock going into her vagina instead of Naomi’s, her hand went into her panties and began stroking her clit in earnest. When Naomi screamed in climax, Tyra orgasmed as well, only hers was silent.
She whispered so only she could hear it, “Next time we’ll be a threesome, whether Dad wants to or not.”
Little did she know then, that Terrell knew she’d been watching and had heard her declaration. He came deep inside Naomi’s throbbing vagina, yet in his mind he was inside his daughter’s love channel instead. Yes, he thought, he could do it, he could fuck his own daughter and would love every damn minute of it. If any woman could appreciate his blessed-by-God manhood, the spitting image of his deceased wife would. Terrell glanced back to the doorway and smiled, catching Tyra’s eyes. He motioned for her to come to him and Naomi.
Tyra’s smile was ear to ear. “Yes, Daddy,” she cooed, as she began to undress.
With another appreciative look at Naomi’s beautiful breasts, under his breath Terrell said, “Sorry, Bill.”
The End
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