Almost to the second, I give his alternate number a call. Mr. Hamilton answers on the second ring.
“Hello... Mr. Hamilton?”, I ask.
He seems a little out of breath, but answers back, “I don't know who you are, but I've been followed ever since you called me. I just dropped my car off at the airport. I think I lost them when I caught an Uber. I'm going to a car rental place nearby so give me another thirty minutes to make sure I'm finally alone.” pausing he asks one last question, “Do you really have them?” he asks tentatively.
Considering he appears to be legit and trying to help, I answer simply, “Yes!”
I hear him take an exaggerated deep breath, “Oooh, thank the gods! Are they safe?”, he asks emotionally.
My time is nearly up, “Yes! I'll call again in thirty minutes!”, I tell him, quickly ending the call.
I set my phone down by the laptop, turning towards the kitchen, I see the twins dressed in two UNLV t-shirts, one in red, the other gray. Their hair is braided into two ultra long pigtails. I guess pigtails are okay, just not loose naturally hanging hair. No matter, they are beautiful, each glowing with that clean little girl look. Patting the couch beside me, is all the invitation they need and in a dead sprint... rush over.
I have to smell awful, but they don't seem to notice. However, they smell wonderful. All clean, with the mixed smells of body soap, and scented shampoo, simply wonderful. Giggling and laughing we snuggle holding each other. They're all touchy-feely right now, and so am I. My hands are all over them, including under my t-shirts. No need to worry about panties, since neither had panties on when they came to me. We spend at least ten minutes or so, just groping one another. I find their firm heart shaped butts most endearing. While they seem to like all of me. They seem most interested in the firm lean muscles of my arms, legs and buttocks.
As we work our way into hugging and kissing, I soon have a horny twin on the top of each thigh. Smiling happily they begin to pleasure themselves. The firm muscle of my thigh and a hairless preteen pussy seem to go hand in hand. The twins are really getting into sliding their highly aroused cunts along my thigh. But unfortunately, I have to call a cease all humping timeout, and call our lawyer friend, Mr. Hamilton.
A minute or so later, I key in his number. He answers, right away, “Is everything okay? Your call is a few minutes late!” he asks, concerned.
Chuckling silently, “Everything is fine, I just lost track of time. Can you talk now?” I ask cautiously.
Mr. Hamilton, breathing a sigh of relief, continues, “Yes, finally! So who the hell are you, and how did you end up with the twins!”
With Kaylee and Kacy sitting beside me I decide to tell this man everything in the hope he's on the level. I take a deep breath, smile at the twins and begin the story when I first came across the Howard family. Mr. Hamilton asked me to retell the story several times of Clarissa's dying request, and where to find her daughter's.
When I finally finished, Mr. Hamilton spoke directly to me. This is the sworn testimony of the event that occurred in Zion National Park on November 18th 2020 by...” he pauses.
Picking up where he left off, “Korben James Brighton, #4 Desert Arroyo Dr., Las Vegas, NV” I provide hesitantly.
I hear Mr. Hamilton, “End recording! Well Mr. Brighton, do you have any idea what this means for you and the twins?” he states with more than a bit of concern.
Smiling at the twins, they wait patiently, each holding my hand, hoping I'll lay claim to them. Without hesitation, I answered, “Yes, sir! Kaylee and Kacy have explained everything to me, and I wish to move forward with my marriage to these two wonder young ladies. We need to set up the physical examination, ensuring their virginal status, as soon as possible. If you can handle all the documentation to make our union legal, we would be grateful. We also agree to pay you for any reasonable monetary compensation you require to expedite our requests. Now and in the future, as our situation changes.”
I can almost hear his smile over the phone, “Well young man that was quite a mouthful! I have never met the twins, but their Mother has somehow found them a new home, and it seems a husband-to-be. There won't be any need for the physical examination. Clarissa sent me a medical report a few weeks back confirming the girl's virginal status. If it would be okay, may I talk with each of the girls? I need to confirm a couple of things.” he asks formally.
Smiling at Kaylee, I hand her my cell phone, “Mr. Hamilton wants to ask you and Kacy a few questions.”
Kaylee, smiling solemnly, takes the phone, “Hello Mr. Hamilton, this is Kaylee Howard, Sir!” Kaylee answers. Listening intently to his questions, she answers, “Yes, Mr. Hamilton, I'm still a virgin. No Sir! He was not involved in the attacks on our parents. He came and found us after talking to Mama. Yes, Sir! Everything he said to you is true. Yes, Sir! I wish to enter into marriage with Korben James Brighton.”
She finishes handing the phone to Kacy, “Hello Mr. Hamilton this Kacy Howard!” Kacy answers, listening with the same intensity as her sister, “Yes, Mr. Hamilton, I'm still a virgin. No Sir! Korben was not involved in the attacks on our parents. He came and found us after talking to Mama. Yes, Sir! Everything he said to you is true. Yes, Sir! I wish to enter into marriage with Korben James Brighton.”
Kacy finishes and hands me back the phone, “Anything else, Mr. Hamilton?” I inquire flatly.
Mr. Hamilton, offers back, “Mr. Brighton, please give me a few minutes to see if I have everything I need!” Pausing for a few minutes, Mr. Hamilton finally gets back on the phone, “It looks like I have all the information I need to fill out all the required forms. I do have my laptop and a portable printer. If you will allow me to meet with you and the twins, we'll get everything signed , sealed and delivered to the state of Utah.”
I look at the girls and ask, “Are you ready to become my wives? Mr. Hamilton wants to meet with us, and complete all the paperwork.”
The twins stand, quickly moving into my arms. Hugging and kissing them, we forget about Mr. Hamilton. When we come up for air, I hear Mr. Hamilton laughing at us.
“Sorry, Mr. Hamilton! The twins are looking forward to their upcoming nuptials.” I explained.
Still chuckling, Mr. Hamilton continues, “No problems Mr. Brighton. It seems the girls have found themselves a good man. Where would you like to meet and finish all the documentation. I would recommend some place remote, but with good cell service. I will electronically file all documentation, in your presence. They will be a matter of public record tomorrow morning at 9:00 am, when all new public records are added to the system. That means you have tonight to consummate your marriage with both girls, and call me before 9:00 am. I will then transmit the final marriage documents into the state, and you will be legally married to the twins.” he concludes, waiting for me to give him a location.
I tell him to go west 13.7 miles on Blue Diamond Rd, turn left on the dirt road, go 4.2 miles to a large turnout, and wait for us there. He agrees to meet us in about thirty-five minutes, and hangs up.
The girls look a bit slutty dressed in my t-shirts, but that's all we got. I explain my plan to them, including the part that we'll be well hidden. We load up and drive the Jeep out to an isolated hill called the 'Bald Knob'. I park the Jeep behind some big rocks, and set up a place in the shade where I can watch anyone coming for miles and miles. The twins are less than excited when I take out the guns.
The guns are a sudden raw reminder of the violence they've experienced in the last 24 hours. I decide to leave the guns in the Jeep, all except the Glock G43 in my pocket. It's perfect as my concealed weapon. I'm really hoping I don't need anything, but a pen in our dealings with Mr. Hamilton.
Kaylee is getting a little antsy, and starts to walk around the top of this desert hill top. It's getting late in the year, but being a 'Westerner” she knows to keep an eye out for rattlesnakes. They're always a bit grumpy this time of year. You know, trying to find a den to hole up in for the colder winter months, is their priority. Besides by now most are already asleep, only a few of the really big ones are out, and about this late.
Kacy is content to sit in my lap, cuddling in close. I'm watching Blue Diamond Rd. for any vehicles that might be slowing down at the entrance to the dirt road. Traffic is light this morning so, I see our distinguished lawyer coming 8 to 9 miles away. I even let Kacy use my binoculars to watch him for a few minutes. Sure enough this silver van slows down, hesitates for a few moments, and turns down the dirt road.
I watch him slowly move along the uneven road. More of interest is the fact that he appears to be alone. No one is even close to us on Blue Diamond Road, most are heading up toward the mountains and the hiking trails.
Mr. Hamilton slows, looks down at his odometer, and pulls over into what's nothing more than a wide spot in the dirt road. He stops the van glancing around at the surrounding desert. I see him shaking his head. He's most likely enjoying the remoteness of our meeting location, as he walks around the van. No rushing here, I continue to watch Mr. Hamilton, and the roads. So far so good, nothing appears to be up.
Mr. Hamilton opens the front passenger door, and takes out a small carry-on size suitcase. Leaving the passenger door open, he starts to open all the remaining doors on the van. It's obvious that Mr. Lester Hamilton, Attorney at Law has experienced clandestine meetings with clients before now.
I continue to watch him get out his laptop, and what looks like a portable fax / printer from the suitcase. He gets everything ready, before taking his phone out. Holding it high above his head, he points to it. Laughing at his obvious signal, I take one more good look at all the roads, still nothing.
It's now, or never, this is probably my only chance to save myself, and the twins. Reaching into my pocket, I get out my cell phone. A few seconds later, Mr. Hamilton lowers his hand to answer my call.
“Hello, Korben! Are you ready to get this done?” he asks patiently.
My answer is short and sweet, “Yes!” I tell him, and end the call.
Mr. Hamilton, lifting his hand again, walks over to the back of his van and tosses the phone inside. Then he walks about 50 feet away from the van, turns out his pocket, pulls out his shirt doing a 360, lifts each pant leg up mid calf, before interlacing his hands behind his head. All that to show me he's not carrying a gun. Holding very still, he waits for me to come out of hiding with the twins.
Kaylee is out of sight exploring the top of the hill. One more quick look at the surrounding roads, and I yell, “Kaylee get in the Jeep, young lady!”
Taking Kacy's hand I head back to the Jeep. Kaylee comes scampering up to the Jeep from the south side of the hill. Breathing hard, she gives me a bright smile, “Sorry Korben, I didn't mean to go that far. I was watching a couple of lizards chasing each other on one of the big rocks!” she announces unconcerned.
I return her smile, “No worries Sweetness, let's go see the lawyer. I have plans for you and Kacy tonight, that don't include lizard watching!” I tease getting into the Jeep. Kacy is already in the front seat buckled in, and ready to go. Kaylee and I are right behind her. Starting up the Jeep I head down the rough desert terrain to the dirt road. Mr. Hamilton hasn't moved an inch. He watches our approach out of the corner of his eyes, with the calm detachment of a veteran soldier.
Stopping the Jeep a few car lengths away, I get out, keeping the vehicle between me and Mr. Hamilton. I reach into my pocket taking out the small Glock.
“You two stay in the Jeep until I call you, okay!” I tell the twins in a commanding tone.
Walking from behind the Jeep, I keep the Glock out of sight beside my thigh. I must admit, Mr. Hamilton has some stones hiding in his jockey shorts, that's for sure. Still unmoving, I close in from behind. I frisk him again just to make sure he's unarmed.
Backing away from him, I walk around in front of him. Smiling at him, “Sorry about that Mr. Hamilton, but it's been a crazy 22 hours, or so! I tell him flatly, putting the Glock back in my pocket of my dirty khakis.
Mr. Hamilton, taking that as permission, lowers his hands to his side, “Mr. Brighton, what you, and the twins have been through in the last 22 hours, is horrific at best. But here we are, somehow trying to make the best of a really bad situation!” he pauses to look at the Jeep and the twins. “Would it be okay if the twins join us? I would like to start the paperwork and get everything into the state of Utah, before much longer. I want all of this to get into the queue tonight!”
I turn slightly, never taking my eye off Mr. Hamilton and call out to the ladies, “It's okay! Come meet our lawyer Mr. Lester Hamilton?” I ask them.
The twins moving quickly come up behind me. Peeking out they take a good long look at the honorable Mr. Lester Hamilton, Attorney at Law.
Smiling, his clothes still rumpled from before, gets down on his knees. Holding out his hands he beckons them to come forward.
The girls unmoving are not in a very trusting mood, so taking them by the hand I lead them up to Mr. Hamilton.
Whispering softly, “It's okay! He's on our side. This is the man who helped your Mama and Papa a few months ago! He's now here to help us.” I encouraged the twins.
Ever so tentatively, they reach out to take his outstretched hand. Holding them by the hand, “Kaylee and Kacy, I'm so sorry to hear about your Mama and Papa. Your parents were good people, they were trying to change things for the better within your group of believers. I was still working with them, before they were killed, so now I'm working for you!” he pauses thoughtfully, looking my way, “Since I'm working for you, I need to ask a few more questions, okay!”
The twins nodded their heads and answered, “Yes, Sir!”
Smiling at the synchronous answer, “This is very important, so listen carefully. Do you want me to include your husband-to-be in our discussions now, and in the future?” he asks formally.
The twins looked back at me, smiling, turning back to Mr. Hamilton, “Yes, Sir!” they answer again in perfect synchronization.
Smiling he lets go of their hands, “Great now I can talk with all three of you. So young ladies, it looks like your Mama somehow found you a nice young man for your husband-to-be!”
Moving forward I join the girls. Feeling me beside them, they lean in close. Kaylee ever the spokesman, “Yes, Sir! Korben found Mama, before the end, and promised her he would take care of us, and he has, ever since he found us. He's a good man, Mr. Hamilton, and he wants to honor his pledge to our Mother. Will you help us, please!” she asks in a broken, pain filled voice.
If I ever doubted Mr. Hamilton, seeing him tear up, after hearing Kaylee's heartfelt request, I no longer have any.
Mr. Hamilton standing slowly, “Of course I'll help! Let's get started, there's lots to read and sign!”
With that we walk towards the back of his rental van. Mr. Hamilton has unsigned originals of everything. A notarized copy of the girls physical examinations, Certificates of Virginal Status, Marriage License for a Polygamy Union, Marriage Certificate for each of the twins, Parental consent – given at time of death, Certificate of Sworn Responsibilities Transfer, Initial eyewitness report one for Kaylee and one for Kacy, and Homicide Incident Report for me.
Mr. Hamilton processes the mound of paperwork like a seasoned professional. As we finish each document, he sends them out to the Utah State Hall of Records. Other than the police report, the only documents left are the Certificates of Virginal Status. These require a bloody index print from each girl. This is some left over polygamy requirement from a 150 plus years ago.
The girls take this in stride, already aware that this would be required of them. With their blood drying, we finish signing the police reports.
While Mr. Hamilton sends off the Certificate of Virginal Status, he begins to explain the remaining legalities, “Okay, all of the marriage documents will become matters of public record tomorrow at 9 am. You three need to find somewhere private and you Mr. Brighton needs to consummate your union with each of the twins. I would do that tonight before 11 pm if at all possible, and get back with me as soon as possible afterwards. I really want to submit the completed marriage certificates in tonight's documentation queue, with the rest.” pausing, he smiles at me and the twins, “I'm sure the girls will provide you with all the help you need!” he laughs.
Pausing again thoughtfully, “Last I want your permission to file the police reports with the FBI, State, and local police right now. I will put myself as your contact person until I hear from you tomorrow or the day after. This will be enough for them to start their investigation, into the murder of their parents. They will need you three to go back to Utah, probably the state capital for an official deposition.”
Nearly finished he closes with, “I wouldn't stay at your home Mr. Brighton. At least not until the people responsible for the murder of their parents are under arrest. Go back home, gather up your stuff, and lay low for the next day or so. Besides you'll be busy anyway!” he laughs again, handing me an envelope with $5000 in cash, and a new burner phone.
With that he starts to send out the police reports. He quickly gathers up all the official documents, puts them in a folder and hands them to me. Shaking hands with him, he gives me a quick hug, thanking me for finding the twins. He kneels kissing the girls on the cheeks. Standing he starts putting his laptop and printer away. He hands me the transmission log from the fax / printer. Everything has gone through and was received.
We followed him down the dirt road. At the tee we turn left, as he turns right going back to Vegas. I give him a few minutes to start and turn around to head back home. We stopped long enough to gather the girls' clean 'wife shift', their backpacks, and a few change of clothes for me.
The girls are hungry, and so am I. We make a quick stop at one of the many fast food restaurants for burgers, fries and sodas. As darkness slowly descends on the city of lights, I drive us around for hours making sure we're not being followed. When I'm finally satisfied, I take us to our new hideout.
I have a friend that has a secluded condo in a gated community. He's out of town, and I'm on the visitors access list. It will be a perfect place to hole up and spend some quality time with my ladies. It's a short drive, and the security guard waves me in with hardly a glance.
I pull up to his garage door, get out, key in his code, and drive inside. Closing the garage door, we are probably as safe as we can be.
Unloading everything, including the guns, I set the alarm, and for the first time in over 24 hours... relax. I walk into the living area, to sit down heavily in a nice leather covered recliner. Pushing back I lay out in the chair to catch a few minutes of peace and quiet. The twins have disappeared into the bedroom / bathroom part of the condo. Laying my head back I let my mind take a few seconds to decompress.
The continuing silence from the twins is mildly disconcerting, but I'm too tired to care for a few minutes. My tired mind is nearing a blissful state of unconsciousness, when I feel a wisp of soft hair tail across my forehead, quickly followed by another soft touch across my right cheek and mouth.
My tired mind responded sluggishly. Hair, why are they irritating me with their hair. As realization slowly dawns upon me, I peek out from beneath one half closed eyelid. All I see is 'eye candy'! Twin pieces of ultra hot preteen 'eye candy', each wearing her 'wife shift', their waist length blonde hair down, and apparently eagerly waiting to service me.
I decided to play possum for a few more minutes to see what the twins have in mind. I do remember Kaylee's ice water threat from earlier in the day, but I don't think she'll play that card right now. Kaylee knowing full well I'm awake, counters my playful action with one of her own.
Seeing my eyes closed again, she leans down to brush her soft lips across mine. Then with a whisper of heated intensity, “Husband-to-be, we need you to bring us into your family. We know this is not the future you envisioned, but our future is now yours.” she pauses briefly, “Please take our freely offered gifts. You have earned them... on this day of sorrow. Show us the way into the happiness of tomorrow!”
With that Kaylee begins to nibble at my ear, “So almost my husband, which of us is to be your first wife? I'm the eldest, but you have the right to choose either of us!” her hot breath fueling the sudden need growing between my legs.
Opening my eyes, there are the twins watching and waiting, each smiling like the Cheshire cat from 'Alice in WonderLand'. I feel like a slab of fresh meat, with both girls wanting a heaping helping of my rock hard tube steak. Which to choose? I just look from one to the other, while my dick hardens in my khakis.
I know the twins come from a very formal male authoritarian social structure, but that's not going to be our way. I want these two wonderful young ladies to grow up in a loving relationship with me... not because they have to, but because they want to. Having the two of them as my wives is going to be hard enough to explain to my conservative family. Especially since they're both abnormally young to be fucking an adult under current social norms.
Pushing down on the leg rest, I sit up to face the suddenly uncertain twins. Each looks like their moments away from some unhappy water works, but when I smile happily, they quickly perk up again. Patting my knees, they rush forward to stand in front of me. Lifting the thin, ultra see through material of their shifts, they quickly tie them in a large knot slightly above their waists.
Nude from the belly button down, I get a wondrous preview of the glistening wetness between their legs. Copious amounts of clear, sweet smelling, preteen arousal is slowly trickling down the inside of their long shapely legs. They each straddle a knee and sit down on top of my thigh. Their tiny, dripping wet cunts are amazingly soft and pliant. The hard muscle atop my thigh quickly spreads the small tight slit of their prepubescent genitalia. The smooth blood infused flesh is incredibly succulent and warm.
The twins grunting with satisfaction, begin to slowly hump the top of my legs. But their main focus is not on my thigh, but the gleam in my steel blue eyes. Dark blue locked on the steel blue of mine, we watched each other for a few moments.
Raising my arms, I gather them to me in a bone crushing hug. Kissing to the tops of their blonde heads, I hear their soft sighs of relief, and a brief sniffle from Kacy.
As I hold them close, I whisper to my beloved twins, “Firstly, there will be no first wife, or second wife. We will be a family soon. You will be my wives equal in my eyes, each of you precious to me above all others. I wish my gifts to you will be as treasured as yours are to me.” I explained. Pausing, I ask them the question they are both waiting for, “So, my Sweets, which of you wants to be consummated first? I would like it to be Kaylee... only because I think Kacy would like some extra time cuddling with her new husband.”
Easing my death grip on the twins, they sit back looking from me, to one another. It's clear this is something a bit new to them... choice; what a novel thought. Kacy's subtle nod to Kaylee, and everything is quickly decided.
Almost with a practiced efficiency, Kacy hops off my knee and walks back towards the bedroom. Meanwhile, Kaylee is now busily trying to work my t-shirt up and off my head, with little, or no success.
Finally giving me a menacing look of pure female irritation, “You, my almost husband are going to be a handful. You are full of oats and a stinker. It will take me a while to get used to your roguish humor. Now quit being a butt head and help me get your shirt off, or I'll...” she never finishes her warning, as she grabs a small handful of balls through my khakis.
Kaylee doesn't squeeze them hard, but just enough to get my attention. Smiling evilly at the minx holding my undivided attention, “Wife-to-be, did you ever grab your father in such a manner?” I already know the answer.
Smiling with mischievous intent, “No, he was my father and unapproachable. But you are to be my husband, lover and now my friend. I think you should know that I have a bit of roguish humor myself. Kacy says I'm a butt slut.” hesitating, she asked, “Korben is that a real thing... a butt slut?
Smiling at Kaylee, I lean forward so she can pull my shirt up and over my head, “Yes, Kaylee! There's such a thing as a butt slut. I'm just not sure it applies to you.” I laugh at her confused look.
“Why not?” she asks back quickly.
“Well the term slut usually refers to a woman of loose morals, a whore. One who sells herself to many men for their perverted pleasure. But you liking butt sex, doesn't make you a slut, okay.” I answered her, as she unbuckled my belt.
“Okay, Korben. Thanks!” she mumbles, as she continues to undress me.
Using her nimble little fingers, Kaylee unbuttons my khakis, and with a brassy hiss, my zipper soon follows. Deciding to help her, I slid from beneath her. Standing meekly in front of her, a laughing and giggling Kaylee, makes quick work of my khakis and tighty whitey underwear. Down around my ankles, I give them a quick kick to the side, and stand naked before this precocious little girl.
My cock now freed from the white cotton confines of my underwear, bobs lewdly in front of Kaylee. Her attentive gaze locked onto the massive cock she must somehow get inside her small preteen cunt.
Kaylee's dark blue eyes sparkling with smoldering intensity, slowly pushes me backwards toward the recliner. As the back of my legs touch the chair, I sit down heavily. Scooting back against the cool leather of the chair, Kaylee following me, crawls 'cat like' into my lap.
Kaylee, wasting no time, peels off her shift and presses the smooth skin of her pristine torso against mine, as she straddles my lap. The ultra hard nipples on her perky little tits are burning holes into the tight muscle of my pecs. She feels and smells wonderfully of a little girl. My mind does a quick double take of the fairy-like creature sitting in my lap. Everything about her is screaming take me, fuck me, I give myself freely to you. It's driving the animal part of my maleness into a sexual frenzy. It won't be long before I lose control, and take Kaylee.
Kaylee ready and willing to get things going, snakes her slender arms up around my neck. Her lips slightly parted, Kaylee pulls my head down where our lips meet in a blaze of lustful delight Dark blue and steel blue fuse in the flaming forge of our combined passion, consuming us in a timeless moment of new lovers. Dancing and battling our tongues find each other for a long unhurried french kiss. Kaylee's kisses are childishly simple, but the lust behind them is that of a sexually active adult.
I don't know how many times her father fucked her ass, but Kaylee definitely knows her way around a large cock. Caught between the heated flesh of our taut abdominal muscles, Kaylee reaches down to find the torrid shaft pulsing with a life of its own. She moves back, just enough to give her long fingered hand room to wrap itself part way around my cock. Feeling her hand wrapped lovingly around my cock is almost too much to bear. With a low animal groan, I almost came right there.
Kaylee, breaking our kiss, whispers, “Not yet my love! You need to fuck me, remember. Damn you are so bound up. I know you need to come, but we need to consummate our marriage!”
Fearing I'll pop prematurely, Kaylee decides to get me inside her as quickly as possible. Our heated foreplay over, she gets up on her knees and pushes my cock beneath her. Sitting back down on my lap, my cock slides uselessly up the tight crack of Kaylee's heart shaped butt. Her hairless cunt rests happily in the course bird's nest of my brown pubic hair. She snuggles in close for one last heated kiss.
Kaylee, prying her lips from mine, pulls back slightly. Smiling, she whispers between quick heated breaths, “Korben, there's only one way to do this. I need you to be strong and help me. No matter the physical pain, you have to fuck me. My virginal blood, and your seed are the testament of our marriage vow!” she calmly informs me.
How can I possibly do this to such a wondrously perfect child, but Kaylee's right. To save her and Kacy from a future life of bitterness, and despair, I must bring these two precious gifts into my family. Their laws were clearly written with no wiggle room for consideration of age, or the willingness of the woman / girl. I have only one choice.
Kaylee waits patiently for me to decide her fate. Her dark blue eyes sparkling with anticipation, finds the loving acceptance in the glisten steel blue of mine. Finally using a very authoritarian tone, “Kaylee Marie Howard... I take you as my wife, to have and to hold, from this day forward. Forsaking all others, except for your sister Kacy. I pledge to you my troth until the end of days.” once I finished, Kaylee raised her tiny body above my raging hard cock.
Like a wanderer in a dream forgotten, I reach up to gather a large droplet of spit into my right hand, and reach down to coat the first half of my heated love pole. Pushing it back beneath Kaylee sopping wet genitalia, she helps me locate the tiny teardrop shaped opening into her vaginal canal.
Kaylee settled on my cock, gently spreading the tight pink furrow between her legs. Holding my cock mid shaft, I move it up and down the silky smooth flesh of her preteen cunt. I stop at the apex of her tiny pussy to rub the spongy tip against the small sensitive nub of her clit. Her deep throaty moan of unadulterated pleasure is just the taste of the pleasure I hope to give her.
Sliding back down her tiny slit, I nuzzle the spongy tip of my cock against the thin skin barrier of her virginal hymen, and wait.
Kaylee, smiling from ear to ear, begins, “Korben James Brighton... I take you as my husband, to have and to hold, from this day forward. Forsaking all others, I will share your life giving seed with my sister Kacy. I pledge to you my troth until the end of days.” as she finishes, I place both hands on either side of her narrow hips.
Holding her in place, our eyes fused in a melding of blue on blue, I thrust upward into Kaylee's tiny cunt. The thin barer of her hymen is instantly ripped to shreds, as my large cock head plows into Kaylee's preteen pussy. Her end of childhood scream is muffled by the tighty whity underwear that have somehow found their way into her mouth. With the head of my cock now inside Kaylee's tightly stretched pussy, I look around to see Kacy standing beside the chair.
Kacy, knowing what was about to happen, found the only piece of loose clothing available and shoved them inside Kaylee's mouth moments before my brutal penetration. Kaylee, moaning painfully, reaches up to remove my underwear from her mouth.
Kaylee turning her head looks at Kacy, “I'm ready sister! Do you have the license?” she asks.
Confused as usual, I watch Kacy bring over a silver serving tray she found somewhere in the condo. On the tray are the twins' marriage certificates. They are both already signed by all of us and our lawyer... but unnoticed until now there's a small white oval beside Kaylee's and Kacy's signatures. The last item on the tray is a pair of heavy scissors.
While Kacy holds the tray, Kaylee painfully raises off my cock. The entire head is covered in bright red blood. I've never taken a virgin before now, and the site of Kaylee's blood is a quite unnerving Kaylee ignoring my unhappy frown, quickly uses her index finger to wick up a few drops of her blood.
Kacy bringing the tray in close, lets Kaylee press her bloody finger firmly into the white oval on the marriage certificate. Finished Kaylee picks up the scissors, and turning her head away from me, hands me the scissors.
In a firm, but gentle voice she asks, “Korben, my love! You must cut my hair off above my shoulders. This will signify to our friends and neighbors that I'm a married woman. Kacy and I will trim it up nicely, but for now you just need to cut it off.” she instructs hurriedly.
I've given up trying to understand the ritualistic rules that have brought these two wonderful creatures into my life, and I don't plan to lose them over some trifle like cutting Kaylee's hair off. With scissors in hand, I carefully gather Kaylee's long blonde hair just above her shoulders. I'm not happy about this, but without a word, I cut her long tresses off.
Kacy is there in an instant to take Kaylee's hair from me. She takes it reverently over to the couch and lays it down gently. Returning, Kacy takes the scissors and places them back on the tray. I'll have to use them on her hair as well. Shit who knew fucking a preteen girl could be so complicated. LOL!
Kaylee, now free of her long blonde tresses, shakes out her hair, and returns her attention to my bloody cock. My part completed, Kaylee takes over.
My cock unhappy with the long interruption has lost a bit of its firmness. Kaylee shaking her head in dismay scoots back, and bending over guides the bright blood red head of my cock towards her open mouth. No matter that it's covered in the bloody remains of her hymen, she simply gobbles me down with a lustful moan. A few wonderfully pleasant cock sucking moments later, I'm rock hard again.
Kaylee, coming up for a quick breath of air, moves forward again. Now holding my cock against her swollen opening, she pulls me down for a twangy tasting kiss, before settling onto my cock.
Dark blue eyes smoldering brightly with her growing desire, “Now husband, I've given my gift freely, now make us one, and share your gift with me.” she coos happily.
Kaylee's battered opening lets me back inside with only a brief painful moan. But then the real work begins. Grunting and groaning, she works my thickness deeper into her distressed cunt. Inch by pain filled inch, Kaylee slowly takes more and more of my rather large adult cock. Her experience with anal is nothing like having a cock shoved up her immature female reproductive system. With the inevitable physical limitation for her age, I finally bottomed out. Four inches inside Kaylee's tiny cunt, and I'm resting painfully against her cervix.
Kaylee's tight lipped grimace of pain is almost comical. She wiggles her ass about trying to get more of me inside, but the intense pain finally gets to her.
Stopping, she smiles at me, “Well husband of mine. You have made me a woman, but I think it will be many years before I can take you balls deep into the gateway to my womb.” she confesses filled to the brim with my painful invader.
Undaunted, Kaylee rests her hands on my chest, and begins to fuck my cock with exceedingly pleasant three inch strokes! Slowly at first, she works my cock in and out of her highly stretched vaginal flesh. Her painful moans are slowly replaced by the cooing purrs of a little girl quickly growing towards her first vaginal orgasm.
My balls are already pulled up tight against the base of my cock. Kaylee losing herself to the passion of the moment, has slowly increased the pace and force of her assertive humping. Fucking herself on the first four inches of my steel like member, Kaylee is very close to a massive orgasm.
As I feel the taut muscles of her little body gather themselves, I relax the iron control over my own body's need for a release. My balls draining their gift of life, I feel the pleasurable rush that supersedes my orgasm. Rushing towards my prostate like a runaway freight train, my sperm slams into the wreathing gland. Instantly mixing with seminal fluid, the first powerful contraction spews a mammoth load of consummating seed down the eight inch length of my cock.
With a throaty grunt, I call out to my new wife, “That's it Kaylee! Fuck that cock... Yes puummp that cock. Your little pussy feels sooooo... good! Yes! Yes! Oooooh, here I come, Sweet Meat!”
As my cock explodes deep in Kaylee's preteen cunt, her orgasm washes over her prepubescent body in a mind blowing tidal wave of energy, instantly paralyzing every muscle with a spasm of pure erotic delight.
Kaylee locked in her orgasmic delight is frozen on my insistently spewing cock. Taking over for her, I piston my cock into her tight preteen cunt. Delivering load after happy ending load of cum into my new wife.
My cock still fully erect and still inside my spent young wife, Kaylee slumps forward onto my chest... one tired, well fucked little girl. Moaning contently, she's most assuredly enjoying her after sex euphoria. Holding her tight I kiss the top of her head, and whisper my thanks for such a pleasurable consummation event.
Kacy, seeing me unoccupied from the shoulders up, decides to get in a bit of necking, while her sister recovers from our recent love play. She walks up beside the chair, leans down, giving me a quickie peck on the lips.
Then the flood gates burst, and the usually quiet Kacy takes off, “Shit Korben that was so hot watching you fuck Kaylee! Only breathing when she has to, Kacy continues, “Damn dude, you're still hard. Does that mean you can fuck me in a few minutes. Jeez that looked like it really hurt Kaylee, when you popped her cherry. Can we lay back the recliner, I would like to lay on top of you, when you take my cherry. I mean if that's okay with you. WOW, I'm so excited! When can we get started, I'm so ready to have an orgasm. You know I never had one before today. Kaylee said she had one, but it was nothing like the one she just had. I bet that little bitch was faking it to make me jealous. I'll twist her nipple off unless she tells me the truth!”
On and on she prattles away, until finally, “Kacy my Sweet! It will be okay. Help me get Kaylee to the couch. I would very much like some quality time with my other wife-to-be! If it's okay with you, that is?” I ask giving her a flirtatious wink.
Kacy, blushing a bright shade of red, stammers weakly, “I scared Korben!” she confesses, instantly tearing up.
This tenderhearted little girl has been through hell and back. It's a wonder she's functional at all, let alone having to take a strange man as her husband. But unlike the Grinch's, Kacy's heart doesn't need to grow five sizes today. She just needs a gentle touch to get her through the ordeal that must take place to protect her. Kaylee is still out of it, but I need to comfort Kacy, before we get to the sex stuff.
Smiling warmly at a clearly distraught Kacy, “Can you help me move your sister to the couch? I just need you to move her hair out of the way, and I can do the rest.” I ask simply.
Kacy nodding her head, sniffs a couple of times, and wipes her nose on the sleeve of her shift. Giving me a weak smile, she walks over to the couch to move Kaylee's hair. Kacy lifting it gently lays it out on the coffee table, before looking back at me.
I quickly smile my thanks, reach behind Kaylee and take a warm taut muscled buttock in each hand, and stand with her. Her legs dangling on either side, my hard cock still inside her battered pussy, I carefully walk across the room to the couch. Kacy watching me move her sister, stands quietly at the end of the couch. I gently place sixty pounds of euphoric little girl on the edge of the couch. Kaylee's bare feet touching the floor, legs widely spread, I pull four inches of glistening wet cock from her recently consummated preteen cunt.
Looking down at the blonde haired angel I've just made my wife, I watch with lewd fascination, as dammed up arousal and pearly white clumps of sperm ooze from her dilated vaginal opening. Her Labia Majora, and the surrounding flesh of her genitalia are a dark shade of pink; with swelling and bruising soon to follow, Kaylee will be one sore puppy tomorrow.
I leave Kaylee to her dreams of tomorrow, and turn to Kacy. She takes one hesitantly brief look at the massive length of hard man flesh, before turning beet red again. Lowering the same dark blue eyes as her sister, Kacy walks with grim determination towards me.
Kacy, close now, stops. Arms at her side, she waits for me to take her... but that is not how this is going to play out. Kneeling in front of her, she looks at me with petrified acceptance. So taking her hands lightly in mine, I wait for her to see me. Not the domineering man like her father, nor the conquering hero, but the kind and gentle man kneeling before her. One who would like to wait for a better time and place, but one who has no other options under the strict laws governing hers, and now my family.
Kacy starts to cry softly, never looking up, she waits like her sister for me to decide her fate, but that has already been decided. I need Kacy to come to me willingly. I want her to join Kaylee and me in a better tomorrow.
So breathing deeply, I ease us into the future, “Kacy Annette Howard... I take you as my wife, to have and to hold, from this day forward. Forsaking all others, except for your sister Kaylee. I pledge to you my troth until the end of days.” once I finish, Kacy lifts her eyes to meet mine. For a split second she hesitates, then dark blue and steel blue become one. With a ragged sobb of anguish, Kacy rushes into my arms.
I hold her tight, letting the child grieve for the loss of her parents, and accept an uncertain future with me. Somewhere between the sobs and tears, Kacy finds my lips. She lacks experience, just like Kaylee, only kissing Kacy somehow, somehow is deeper and more alluring than anything with Kaylee. Our eyes lock together in a vast blueness, I find a soul in need, but it's not Kacy's, it's mine. Kacy seeing my pain is filled with a new resolve. The man kneeling before her was there when she needed him most, now he needs her unconditional love.
Kneeling there holding this treasured one, I feel her taking me by the hand and leading me back to the recliner. No doubts now, Kacy and I are one. Laying back the recliner, Kacy straddles my lap, much like her sister. No fear now, she has found me worthy of being the new constant in her young life. Together with her sister we'll form a strong productive family.
Kacy reaches beneath her genitalia, finds the torrid flesh of my cock, and brings it to the entrance to her virginal opening. Taking a deep breath she whispers between bated breaths, “Korben James Brighton... I take you as my husband, to have and to hold, from this day forward. Forsaking all others, I will share your life giving seed with my sister Kaylee. I pledge to you my troth until the end of days.” as she finishes, I place both hands on either side of her narrow hips.
I take one last look to make sure Kacy is alright with this. The Kacy of a few minutes ago is gone, replaced by a Kacy of deep erotic longing “Korben, I'm okay! Take my freely offered gift, and seed my womb that I may bring new life to our family in the fullness of time.” she intones bravely.
Kacy settled slightly, lodging the soft fleshy tip of my cock, firmly into the soft warm, tear drop cleft of her preteen cunt. Still holding her firmly by the hips, I get ready to penetrate Kacy in one swift short thrust, but Kacy has other plans. Using her weight, she forcefully shoves my large Glans into her vaginal opening, instantly obliterating her hymen.
Kacy's single piercing wail is followed by nothing except tight lipped silence. Kaylee, hearing her sister's quick passage into womanhood, finally awakens from her euphoric stupor. Sitting up quickly Kaylee yelps painfully, as she moves slowly to gather up the silver tray containing Kacy's marriage certificate, and the scissors.
Kaylee, using a painfully bowlegged waddle, crosses the room to stand beside the recliner. Holding the tray level, she waits for Kacy to complete her marriage ritual. Kacy, not saying anything, eases the head of my cock from her bloodied vaginal opening. The head of my cock slides along Kacy's silky smooth slit, before popping into view, just in front of her hairless Pubis Mons.
Mirroring Kaylee, Kacy collects an ample amount of her virginal blood on her index finger, and presses it inside the white oval, leaving behind her bloody fingerprint.
The marriage certificate is completed, it's time to cut off her hair. I take the scissor from Kaylee, and make quick work of Kacy's long blonde hair. Kaylee, taking Kacy's golden trusses, lays them with hers on the coffee table. Returning to the couch, she sits down with a moaning grunt to watch me fuck her twin sister.
The preliminaries out of the way, it's time for the main event... part 2.
I look back from Kaylee, to see Kacy watching me closely, “So husband did you like fucking my sister?” she asks curiously.
With my hands laced behind my head, I relax in the moment and smile up at her, “Yes my Sweet. Your sister was quite an enjoyable fuck. But... as much as I enjoyed her, I'm almost positive I'll enjoy fucking you even more.” I whisper hotly.
Kacy's smile is magical, “Would it be okay, my honorable husband, if you would take your time and make love to me. Papa was always too rough, and finished so quickly. I was always happy to be there for him, and to pleasure him, but I never enjoyed our time together! I would like to enjoy you and come, before you fill me with your gift of life.”, she concludes hesitantly.
Her smile fading a little, Kacy wonders for a few seconds if she has somehow angered me with such a bold request.
Smiling with evil intent, I reach out to her. Kacy's magical smile quickly returns, she crawls forward on hands and knees. Smacking my hands out of the way, she lowers her head to give me a series of irritating little love pecks on the lips, cheeks, and forehead. My raging hard-on momentarily forgotten, bobs menacingly beneath her tiny blood stained, preteen pussy.
Laughing and giggling, at least for the moment, Kacy has forgotten her pain. As my young wife enjoys a carefree minute, I feel a fleeting tingle along the right side of my face; like a lover's touch, or maybe a loving mother's thanks to the total stranger caring for her children.
Kacy's facial assault continues unabated for a few more irritating minutes, until finally tiring, moves in for a long steamy kiss. Wrapping my arms around her small lean torso, I gently pull her down on top of me. Kacy closing her legs behind her, traps my heated manhood against the silky smooth flesh of her moist genitalia. Unable to penetrate her, I wait for Kacy to take us to the second star on the right. Right now she's my happy thought, so I won't need a single golden flake of fairy dust to take me to Never, Never Land!
Kacy's tongue game is much different than Kaylee's frontal attack; her tiny pointed tongue darts between my teeth, harassing mine before retreating. As we continue our heated battle of run and hide, our passions build slowly, but with ever increasing intensity.
Soon I feel Kacy's narrow hips start to lift upward slightly. The heated lips of her Labia Majora parting slightly lets my throbbing cock slip into her moist pink furrow. Purring into my mouth, I'm up against the nub of her itty bitty clit. Kacy enjoying the intimate contact, slowly begins to hot dog my cock. Finally breaking a long passionate kiss, Kacy lays her head on my shoulder. Purring and cooing constantly she is quickly building toward an orgasm.
After a few minutes of delightful stimulation, I'm about to blow my wad up Kacy's lovely butt crack. Unfortunately, that would not fulfill our marriage vows. I need to seed her preteen womb, not blast my load of cum all over the smooth white melons of her ass.
She's so close... but so am I. I don't want to ruin her orgasm; none-the-less I can't waste this load of cum on her perfect ass. I slide my hands down her small of her back and grabbing a firm ass cheek in each hand, ease her insistent humping to a stop.
Kacy moans unhappily, “No Korben! Please husband, don't make me stop, please?” she begs pathetically.
I give her left butt cheek a painful smack, “I'm sorry little one, but I'm not your husband quite yet! Now spread your legs, so I can fuck your tight preteen pussy. I promise after a few painful minutes it will begin to feel better, and your orgasm will be worth the wait.” I tell her in a commanding tone.
Kacy's legs fly apart, and my dick gets the reprieve it so desperately needs. In a contrite whisper, “Sorry Korben! I forgot myself. It won't happen again!” she finishes laying stiffly on top of me.
My eager lover is gone for the moment. Smiling warmly, I give her a quick peck on her full lips, before whispering, “You're not in trouble Kacy. I was enjoying myself, as much as you. Once we have consummated our union. We can do anything you want, for as long as you want, any time you want! Okay?” I coax hopefully.
Kacy's lips find mine seconds later. As I open my mouth, her tiny tongue darts inside, but unlike before it starts to caress and fondle mine. A lovers dance, mouth to mouth, heart to heart, mind to mind the burning need growing between our legs, each for the other. It's now time to join our flesh into one.
Kacy lifting her hips, letting my cock slide down the crack of her ass. Gliding over the tight pucker of her tiny asshole, I feel the partially obstructed wet opening into her vagina. Flexing my hips, I part the tight lips of her prepubescent slit, and burrow the head of my cock into the teardrop cleft of her vaginal opening.
Still firmly grasping the smooth melons of her heart shaped butt, I push down gradually easing my purplish colored Glans back inside Kacy's cunt. Her answering moan is a mixture of a painful penetration, and the erotic pleasure my cock is just beginning to give her. Pausing for a few moments, I let her get used to the invader piercing her tender flesh, before I flex my hips upwards forcing more of my manhood into her incredibly warm tightness.
With each satisfied grunt from me, and every heated moan of pain filled pleasure from Kacy, I work my cock slowly into her vaginal canal. As with Kaylee, I bottom out against Kacy's cervical opening with just over four inches of cock inside her ten year old body.
Kacy's lust-filled eyes tell me all I need to know. My newest bride is ready and willing to receive my undivided attention. So we start slow and easy, just like Kacy wanted. Short smooth strokes, with a painful jab thrown in to get a sexy, high pitched, squeal out of her.
After a few of those, I decide the unwanted attention is not worth the fun. The last thing I need is a concerned neighbor knocking on the door. Like: “Hey, Mister you're young fuck toy is making to much noise, and woke me up!”, or “Hey asshole, you do know that fucking ten year old girls is against the law!”
Refocusing on the task at hand, I continue to slowly fuck Kacy's tight preteen cunt with short easy strokes; but more importantly, I've failed to notice that my current little fuck toy is about to have her first ever cock induced orgasm. Kacy has gone ominously quiet, her glazed passion filled eyes are ablaze with longing. Moments away from orgasmic bliss her arms and legs begin to twitch with random mini spasms.
Kacy's orgasm takes her forcibly, into an erotic wonderland of carnal delight. Toes spade widely, her young inexperienced body is ravaged by wave after powerful wave of intense pleasure. Her tiny cunt muscles clamp down painfully on the first four inches of my already tender man meat. In fact I'm being held inside Kacy's small pussy, while her vaginal muscles rhythmically milk my cock. The warm tingle between my legs is quickly becoming a blazing force of unrelenting need for release.
As Kacy comes down off her orgasmic high, I begin to slowly fuck her again. She's watching me with those dark blue eyes, the longing sparkling within hasn't diminished, but burns even brighter.
A smile of euphoric contentment on her face, she asks between short heated breaths, “Husband, I'm ready for your seed! Let me service you my love... please?” she asks simply, turning her head so I can kiss her parted lips.
I continue to ease my cock in and out of her fleshy tightness, while we enjoy a short, but heated kiss.
Breaking our kiss, “I would like my new wife to pleasure me. Hurry, my Sweet! Fuck me with that wonderful preteen cunt.” I instruct, reluctantly removing my hands from her heart shaped ass.
I lace my hands behind my head, and wait for Kacy to use my dick as her own personal love toy. Smiling from ear to ear, Kacy pushes herself into a semi sitting position. My cock still painfully lodged in her tiny pussy, she gets her feet under her, before raising her torso to squat atop my throbbing manhood.
Kacy leaning forward rests her hand on my chest. Her arms locked, they help to support her body as she raises her narrow hips off my cock. The head of my cock still inside her tiny cunt, Kacy pauses before impaling her tender young pussy. Grunting painfully each time she forces me against her cervix, Kacy begins to fuck me with short rapid strokes.
In and out, again and again, Kacy humps my dick with eager abandon. Faster and faster she penetrates her widely gaping hole with my cock. Her breath ragged, Kacy amazingly is about to have another orgasm, and if I can time it just right, I'll time mine to coincide with hers.
Our body's joined in humanity's oldest dance, we are one with the other. Our burning flesh pleasuring the other; sword and sheath working together to bring new life into the world.
My balls drained of sperm are pressed firmly against the base of my cock. The life-giving load surging towards my waiting prostate gland, I'm moments away from unloading my cum into my newest wife's prepubescent womb, when I hear her broken whisper, “Now husband fill me with your seed, make me your wife!”
Kacy's whispered request is quickly followed by the beginning of her second orgasm; bucking and thrashing about, Kacy's high pitch squeal rings off the walls of the condo with neighbor waking intensity. I hurriedly dropped my hands to grab her bony hips. Holding her in place, I'm doing good just to keep my cock firmly embedded in her immature vaginal cavity.
Then joining Kacy, I feel the first euphoric contraction of the muscles surrounding my prostate. My answering orgasmic moan is followed closely by the massive wad of cum blasting into Kacy cock filled pussy. The massive load of sperm infused cum is forced through her battered cervical opening,deep into her tiny womb, filling the small space completely. Her consummation complete, each of the next seven loads of cum try futility to force their way into Kacy's overloaded womb.
I drop my hands from her hips, as Kacy slouches forward onto my chest. Nuzzling her face into the crick of my neck, Kacy settles into a blissful state of sexual afterglow. I reach up and wrap my arms around her ultra warm body.
Moaning pleasantly, “Thank you husband. That was so amazing. My Papa never fucked me like that. After I rest for a few minutes, will you fuck my ass?” pausing she yawns, “I like butt sex, almost as much as Kaylee. Please Korben!” she asks sleepily, before closing her dark blue eyes.
My eyelids feel like they have a city bus parked on each. Seconds after Kacy closes her eyes, mine follows suit. But not for long... hair, fucking hair, who the fuck is brushing my face with hair. Realizing I've almost fallen asleep, my eyes spring open with a rush. There standing beside the chair is Kaylee. Her smile is brilliant, eyes sparkling with mischievous intent, “Korben... husband we need to send the completed documents to the lawyer. It's already past 10:30pm. He'll probably need a few minutes to get things ready, my love.” Kaylee encourages me.
With her help, I got the recliner in an upright position. I stand slowly and take Kacy to the couch, laying her down. Kaylee and I take a few minutes to look over the four documents. The twins have already signed everything, so all that is left is for me to sign them as well.
Finished I took them into my friends 'home office and dialled the fax number for Lester Hamilton, attorney at law. Send them to our lawyer. The machine confirms the transmission.
A few minutes later I get a text from Lester, [Everything looks fine. Four arrests were made regarding the death of the twins' parents. I will call you tomorrow, mid morning. It's safe now, go to bed and get some rest. If you can... LOL]
I sent him a very brief text, [K].
Back with the twins I pick up Kacy and with Kaylee walking by my side, we head to bed. Safe for the first time in nearly 30 hours.
Our good nights are extremely brief. With a twin in either arm, we fall asleep almost immediately.
To read the next part of this story, go to Late Fall Hiking in Zion, Part3.