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   Copyright (c) 2003, Jack Spratt.  ALL Rights Reserved

   Date of first publication: Monday PM, September 22, 2003

   Story codes: M/ff incest

   Story intro: Meeting women is difficult for Al.  When Karen comes into
his life it appears his luck changed unfortunately complications set in. 
Time and love conquer the demons resulting in a marriage that brings love,
joy and two beautiful daughters into their lives.  Karen promises herself
that her daughters will never experience what had happened in her dark
past. Al is the instrument of that promise.

   Keep It At Home

   Another Story by

   Jack Spratt



   As a young man I had two major goals in my life, sex and money.  With a
great deal of effort I did manage to get an education that boded well for
my vocational endeavors.  Now for the sex part that was a different matter.
Not being a debonair good-looking stud and shy besides, often left me on
the wayside of love.  Meeting women has always been a challenge for me.

   After graduating my efforts and energy go into securing employment in my
field and ensuring that my employer realizes my value.  First as dedicated
employee whose efforts are worth more than the salary being paid, then
allowing me to grow in my field becoming sought after professional?

   I accomplished my first goal in the first two years of my career. 
Having a natural talent in computers and with the guidance of my professors
my forte turns out to be the eliminations of viruses and some software
development.  Having been responsible for saving massive amounts of data
for three major clients after their networks become infected gave me a word
of mouth reputation as one who knows what I am doing.

   Some of my software innovations turn out to be actually useable with
many applications thus giving me another boost in reliability by my
innovations, further enhancing my reputation.  Early in my career I learn
the golden rule, don't step on any toes that can subsequently end up in
your ass and don't blow your own horn let others do it for you.  That
philosophy keeps me in good standing with my current employer and peers. 
Plus the fact that I am receiving numerous new job opportunities offers
from head-hunters certainly doesn't hurt.

   With my first goal achieved, the sex part proves to be the more
difficult of the two.  Since girls seem to shy away from me I take the easy
way out.  Ladies of the night provide relief as required.  Hey I have to
use my money for something.

   My name is Al Parson; at twenty-nine I'm ready for life.  Over the last
two years the money has been good allowing me to purchase a modest home in
a good subdivision and my pet, a current model Suburban, plenty of power,
lots of room and a guaranteed to visit to every service station. 
Truthfully, for the size and power of the unit it is rather good on fuel.
It's the price of fuel these days that makes any vehicle seems like a
gas-guzzler.

   Several of my married friend's wives take it upon themselves to become
matchmakers.  Being a guest at their homes as they try to connect me with
one of their lady friend provides two very good female friends plus many
excellent home cooked meals.  Both women are in the same boat as I am with
the opposite sex.  They are career oriented, actually happy with their
situation in life and only succumb to their girlfriends badgering to get
them off their cases.  In both situations we have second dates giving the
matchmakers reason to think they have been successful but in both occasions
it is only to have a partner to go to a social function.  We enjoyed a
dinner and an entertaining evening parting at the theatre to go our
separate ways.  Neither one appealed to me sexually nor did I appeal to
them.

   Meeting the love of my life is a story unto itself.  My job entails
numerous field trips to client's places of business.  Working with
computers and servers is my life.  One job in particular nearly beat me. 
The client's information was protected but the actual server is infected
with a particular nasty virus that keeps reproducing itself attacking every
file it can find.  Fortunately the firewall protecting the data is still
doing its job but nobody can say for how long.  Over a period of two months
I am a constant visitor.  All the servers' staff is at my beck and call. 
Into the second week during a break I left the building to sit in the
employees outside compound to clear my mind and enjoy some fresh air.  A
beautiful brown haired young lady drives into the area, after parking she
gathers a large pile of books from the back of her van and enters the
building through the employee entrance.  My curiosity gets the better of me
and I follow.  She is in the employee's lunchroom arranging the books on a
large display table.  The titles cover a vast number of subjects.  She is
an agent for a local book distributor specializing in direct sales.  The
employees can look at the samples and if interested can fill out an order
sheet that she fills the next time visit, you can order a actual book, or
the e-book version.

   She is quite the sight.  Her brown hair falls softly on her shoulders.
It is full bodied and looks like silk when she moves her hair seems to flow
just like the shampoo commercials.  Her face is striking with a distinct
beauty; her biggest feature is her large brown bedroom eyes that are
highlighted with the very light application of makeup.  Her lips are full
and lavishly coated with a red lip-gloss.  The only thing going through my
mind is how can I meet her?  Will there be magic between us?  I have had
these feeling for others and have been shunned.

   "That is quite a selections of books you have here.  Do you get a lot of
positive reaction?"

   When she turns and looks at me I nearly collapse as my knees are
shaking. Her smile is disarming showing a perfect set of glowing white
teeth.  Her perfume, a haunting fruity scent; waifs me giving me the
willies, the nerve in my left cheek twitches.  I'm not an expert on woman's
perfume; I just love the scent of it emanating from a woman.

   "Well I certainly won't make my fortune from the commissions but it
keeps a roof over my head so I can finish my education."

   "I know the feeling.  I washed dishes at a greasy spoon doing the same
thing."

   "It doesn't look like you're a dishwasher now."

   That is the icebreaker.  She is the first girl in a millennium to make
me feel at ease as I talk with her.

   "Well I am just a bit above that classification but not much.  What is
your field?"

   "My major is astrophysics; my minor is computers, an odd combination."

   "Well I don't know a thing about astrophysics but computers just a bit.
My Commodore 64 is a real whiz."

   Her laugh could stop wars, so soft and honest.  My break is ending and I
didn't even know her name.

   "My breaks is ending, I hope this doesn't sound to forward but would you
be interested in a coffee after work?"

   She looks me in the eyes analyzing.  The longer she takes answering the
more I feel like rejection is going to be her answer.  Then her face breaks
into her smile and she takes out a pad and writes.

   "Here is my cell number.  I have class at seven tonight that should be
finished at eight.  If that fits into your plans you can pick me up at the
university.  The computer labs are the first big building to your right as
you enter the gate."

   "I'll be there.  I drive a maroon Suburban so if you spot a dummy
driving around like he's lost it will be me."

   "Okay it's a date."

   "Wonderful.  Bye the way I am Al Parson.  You?"

   "Karen Allen."

   "Miss Allen I'll see you tonight."

   The balance of the afternoon is a complete blur.  I couldn't believe I
actually talked to a strange beautiful woman and actually asked her for a
date, well sort of a date.  Does having a coffee constitute a date?  Do I
care?

   Leaving the clients the first thing I did is drive to the University
locating the Computer lab.  At home I quickly have a light dinner and then
shower.  Dressing in new casual slacks and an open short sleeve shirt I
leave the house at seven-forty.  Not having any idea how hard it is to get
a parking space the last thing I want to be is late.  As it happens I am
waiting at the entrance a few minutes before eight.  Fifteen minutes later
Karen comes out of the door when she sees me she gives me her devastating
smile.

   "How long have you been waiting?  Not too long I hope."

   "Just a few minutes, I wasn't sure how available the parking would be."

   "In the evening it is not too bad, during the day forget it."

   "The Suburban is over there; let me carry your books."

   "Humm a gentleman, I better watch myself."

   Karen is wearing light green tailored slacks, matching jacket and a
white lacy blouse.  Her hair is still flowing as she moves.  Karen walks
close to me bumping at the hip numerous times.  Each contact gives me a
jolt of adrenalin by the time we reach the Suburban I'm on a high.  Opening
the door I watch her tight posterior maneuver upwards sliding into the
seat. Karen has a well-shaped bottom just the view of it has me panting.

   "I don't know the area where would you suggest we go?"

   "There is a student hangout two blocks from here if you don't mind the
noise."

   Noisy bars and restaurants I avoid like the plague but it's Karen's
choice.  She is right about the noise; the only redeeming factor is I am
able to enjoy looking at Karen and having her company.  I can feel the
magic my only hope is it isn't just flowing one way.  Fortunately she
refuses a refill.  Looking at me with her beautiful brown eyes reminds me
of drowning pools.

   "Would you like to go?"

   "Whenever you like."

   Outside she looks at me smiling.

   "You really hated that didn't you?"

   "Did it show that much?"

   "Why didn't you say something?"

   "I didn't want to appear out of step with today students."

   "I will be honest with you, that's the first time I have been here and
it likely will be the last."

   Both laughing, we lean against each other for support.  Being this close
to an angel really has me tied up in knots.  How to act and not turn her
off?  She grabs my hand and we start walking down the street.  We end up at
Tim Horton's and have a cup of coffee.  Here I learn about Karen.

   She is an only child of a loveless marriage.  She has no idea where her
parents are and really doesn't care.  Her aunt Kate took the job of
mentoring her helping her as much as possible but for most part she took
care of herself.  Her part-time job is enough to pay for a small apartment
on top of a variety store.  She lives alone, doesn't have a boyfriend as
her studies come first.  She has been hit on by all kinds of phonies
offering her assistance and only wanting to get into her panties.  She
knows without an education she wouldn't have a chance to change her life.
She just turned twenty-one a month ago.  All through the conversation her
voice doesn't change except when she mentions boyfriends.  I'm sure I
sensed what seem like anxiety and fear.  Did someone hurt this vision of
softness and beauty?  For my part during the conversation, it is hard not
to stare at her.  Karen's breasts are large pushing against her blouse and
jacket.  Her skin is satiny smooth and flawless.  It's difficult to believe
she isn't attached then my shitty mind wonders if she even likes men.

   "I haven't talked this much to anyone in years.  What are you doing to
me?  I hope you don't expect to get into my panties, at least not right
away.  I have been doing all the talking now you tell me a bit about
yourself."

   For a moment we stare at each other, her comment about her panties is a
wakeup call for me.  Since we met this afternoon all I have been thinking
of is Karen but not in a totally sexual sense.  I am hoping there is some
chemistry between us but now I am not sure.

   "Our lives are sort of a parallel, my dad skipped out on my mom and I
when I was thirteen.  Mom did all kinds of menial jobs to keep us together
and to help me with my education.  I did all kinds of odd jobs to keep
myself in school.  My mom died the year I graduated."

   "Maybe it is fate that we met."

   Just being with Karen has me so nervous due to the different signals she
is radiating.  Like her, it has been a long while since I enjoyed the
company of the opposite sex one on one that hadn't been shoved on me by my
friends.  When we leave the coffee shop, Karen asks me to walk with her. 
At that point I would have done anything to keep her close to me.  I have
been smitten.

   Starting out she grabs my arm and snuggles into my shoulder causing a
tingle to run up my spine.  The acceleration running through my body is
immense.  The small shivers keep running up and down my spine as she
tightens her grip on my arm.  Then we cross the street and walk back
towards the Suburban.  Once in the vehicle is moving, Karen provides me
with her address; it is in the downtown core.

   "Would you like to come up for a real coffee?"

   Nodding yes I quickly depart the Suburban rushing to the passenger side
to open the door for her.  Offering my hand I get a good look at her long
shapely legs as she slides down the seat.  From my point of view, Karen is
perfect.  Grabbing her backpack I follow up a set of very narrow stairs to
the second floor.  Maintenance isn't the motto of the landlord.  Paint is
peeling and a single low wattage light provides a dim light showing the
worn linoleum.

   Karen's apartment is small but very clean.  All the fixtures are out of
distant past but are functional.  A small gas stove and a refrigerator that
came off the ark nearly fill the very small kitchen.  The rest of the
furnishings are very Spartan.  A small sofa and side table with a reading
lamp complete the furniture.  No television or radio, the kitchen has a
small wooden table with two mismatched chairs.  Karen lights a burner and
gets an old fashioned perk coffee pot from the cupboard.  Watching her
prepare the pot has me appreciating how feminine her movements are.

   "It will be a few minutes.  As you can see I don't spend too much on
furniture.  I usually come home after class and study preparing myself for
the next day.  Tonight is the expectation."

   Looking around at what Karen hasn't got has me wanting to help her.  I
would have offered her assistance right then but something inside of me
tells me to wait.

   "Well I hope you are able to survive without too much problem."

   "I only have two lectures tomorrow afternoon.  I will bone up in the
morning."

   "And your book business?"

   "Have four businesses to call on, one good thing about the job is the
van they allow me to use.  I can't afford a car so it works out great. 
Coffee is ready."

   Karen's coffee is full and robust.  Not wanting to overstay my welcome I
leave shortly after but not until Karen agrees to a second meeting, Friday
evening for dinner and possibly a movie.  She looks frightened when I ask
her then her face changes and I get a smile.

   "I would like that.  Pick me up here at six thirty?"

   "You got it."

   Leaving her, Karen does the unexpected she shakes my hand.  Driving home
my mind is spinning out of control with all kinds of scenarios of what that
meant.  Needless to say Karen is a focal point of my thoughts for the
balance of the week.

   Friday evening while driving over to her apartment I select three
different restaurants in my mind depending on how Karen is dressed.  My
desire is to make her feel comfortable not to give her any reason for
embarrassment.  When she opens the door I'm blessed with a vision.  She is
wearing a full floral gingham skirt with a soft pattern of multiple flowers
and a light blue blouse that accents her ample chest.  Her hair shines in
the light.  My body is trembling slightly.

   "Wow Karen, you will be the focus of every male we see tonight."

   "Well you don't look bad yourself."

   My selection of restaurant is an up scaled family type.  Nice atmosphere
and very good food.  As predicted Karen does turn every male head.  As it
turns out Karen has a healthy appetite.

   "Thank you for the delicious meal Al.  It has been a long time since
anyone took me for dinner."

   "My pleasure, would you like to go to a movie?"

   "To be honest with no, I have a major project to complete this weekend
that is a large part of my course.  If you don't mind I would like to go
home."

   "Your wish is my command."

   It isn't what I wanted of course.  Driving to her apartment she seemed
to be lost in her thoughts.  My first reaction is I blew it.  At her
apartment I assist her from the Suburban.  Her scent of shampoo and perfume
blankets me.  At the bottom of her stairs we look into each other's eyes,
taking a chance I kiss her just a peck.  Her body reaction is to stiffen; I
can actually see fear in her eyes.  Her eyes mist like in tears and she
throws herself at me.

   "I am sorry Al but I just don't want to be hurt again?"

   This sets me back, looking at her beauty wondering what she is referring
too, hurting her how?

   "I am sorry Karen but you lost me."

   I am totally confused and a bit hurt by the implication I would hurt
her.

   "My past experience has been something I don't want to repeat.  I am
sorry Al.  I will understand if you don't want to see me again."

   Even as hurt as she makes me feel I do want to see her again even if it
is only to get to the bottom of her comments.  She turns and runs upstairs
I hear the apartment door slam and the deadlock engage.

   The drive home is not what I have predicted.  Granted I didn't think
anything serious would happen on the first date but I had hoped to be in a
good upbeat mood at the end of it.  The balance of the weekend has me in a
very shitty mood.

   The two weeks following that infamous date are filled with several
serious virus problems with a number of clients.  The only good thing about
all the work forced upon me it keeps my mind busy and not thinking of
Karen. Things are so bad that I spend the weekend at one of my client's
offices working.  When the crisis is over my firm gives me two days off,
the first day I just crash.  The second, well my mind brings me back to
Karen and our last meeting.  As much as I try to tell myself she isn't
worth the effort my heart pleads with my dark side to call her.  I give in
to my desire and call Karen Tuesday at nine figuring even if she had night
classes she would be home.

   "Hello."

   "Hello Karen its Al."

   There is a long pause for what seems like an hour listening to static
before she responds.

   "I didn't think you would call after what happened."

   "I have been fighting with myself for two weeks wondering what I did to
make you react like that."

   "Oh Al, it isn't anything you are responsible for but something that
happened to me a long time ago.  I just don't want to be hurt again and I
don't mean just emotionally."

   "I am lost Karen; would you like to tell me what you mean?"

   "Not on the phone, I do like you Al but I am so scared."

   "Can we meet for coffee?"

   "I would like that."

   We make a date for six on Wednesday; I give her my cell number just in
case I get tied up on a project and am late.  I assure her that I want to
see her and if I am late call right away.

   Fortunately that meeting is the first of many, gradually Karen opens up
and allows me to actually kiss her with the passion I feel for her.  What
has happened to her is still hidden from me even though I have asked her.
She is hesitant at first to give back but over a number of weeks she
actually gets to look forward and enjoys our kissing.  Two weeks ago she
gets to the point of rubbing her ample body against me but freeze when I
cup her breast.  After one particular date I ask her to come home with me,
not so much to have sex but just to be alone with her.  After dinner we
drive to my house, pull into the driveway and park.

   "You live here?"

   "Yes."

   "All alone?"

   "Yes.  Why do you ask?"

   "It is so big, what do you do with yourself when you get home."

   My home is full of all the male toys, a powerful computer system with
high speed Internet.  What I call my den is equipped with a large screen
television with surround sound plus a full feature stereo system, the only
item I use on a daily basis.  The kitchen is full of all the new appliances
some still have the manufactures stickers on them since they haven't been
used.

   After showing her the bathroom we enter my bedroom.  The sight of the
large king sized bed causes her to stiffen and she quickly leaves.  In the
kitchen she seems to revert back to herself.

   "Well what do you think?"

   "You have a nice home Al.  I still can't get over all the space you
have. You could fit ten of my apartments in here."

   "You haven't seen the basement or the garage yet.  I am glad you like
it."

   Tears full her eyes and she is in my arms.  Confused as usually, I
comfort her from whatever demons she has.  Kissing the top of her head and
burying my face in her hair I wait for her subbing to stop.

   "Oh Al, I want to do it with you but I am afraid, it hurts so much."

   Her comment about being hurt comes into play again.  What is she talking
about; I would never do anything to hurt her.  Then if finally comes out,
sobbing heavily, she tells me about the terrible experience she had with
her first and only so called lover who it seems was only interested in
satisfying himself and brutally took her cherry.  For all these years she
has kept this to herself, not having a close girlfriend never knowing what
love was all about.  Being on her own with no real friends and the lack of
a television, she didn't get to see that loving is supposed to be wonderful
for both parties.  All her energy has been thrown at her desire for a good
education and she has done a wonderful job of remaining aloof from true
human contact.

   The first time Karen allows me to make love with her I can't tell you
how nervous we both are but for different reasons.  Me because I am still
in shock that someone as beautiful as Karen actually wants me, Karen
because of the clumsy painful experience she had at the hands a lout that
didn't have any idea how to satisfy a woman.  He hurt her badly and that is
what she expects with me.  She seems resigned to have to be hurt to satisfy
me.  With all my assurances she still is in doubt.  After slowly undressing
her and admiring her naked body I softly caress her.  There is fear in her
eyes but she allows me to explore.  Her body is as tight as a drum.  I
slowly make love to her with my hands, fingers, tongue and mouth.  Karen
has never experienced a climax.  At twenty-one she has never masturbated.
She is trembling when I touch her, her body jerking as I spread her legs.
Her love lips are full and thick.  Her clit is just poking out of its hood.
That was my hope because it means she is a bit excited.  Karen is so tense.
After kissing her lips and working my way down to her ruby colored nipples
she gradually let her senses take over.  When I kiss her pussy her eyes
flash open and she just stares.  Kissing her love lips again and softly
licking her clit gets soft sobbing sound tears roll from her eyes.  When I
suck her clit to her first climax she cries like a baby.  Ensuring she is
in sexual bliss I mount her and slowly enter her.  Her eyes again are wide
and mistrusting as I inch deeper into her.  Once in, my slow movements win
her over and she again lets her new feelings take over.  Bringing her to a
strong vaginal climax she buries her fingernails in my back.  I still bear
the scars of our first encounter my badge of courage.

   After showing her joys of mutual sex she becomes very proficient at
making sure I am as satisfied as she is after our lovemaking.  One of the
surprising occurrences is when we attempt anal sex.  It is something she
really doesn't comprehend but the delightful outcome is she loves it.  Her
anal muscle squeeze me when she cums.  After satisfying her orally with
foreplay she often will roll to her tummy offering me her soft sexy bottom.
One night after a day together at the end of the evening we profess out
love to each other and she agrees to make our commitment official.  I can
still remember her saying.

   "Al, I never knew being in love and sex could be like this.  All my life
I didn't let anyone touch me because of my first and only experience that
was horrible.  I certainly couldn't use my parents as an example.  Now I
know why I love you so much.  I vow if we have girls they will never have
the bad experience I had."

   This comment comes back later in our married life.  Sex is one thing our
marriage never lacked.

   ***************************** ************ **********************

   Eight months later we marry.  It was a very small service with only a
best man and a bride's maid as witnesses.  Karen did graduate the top of
her class in astrophysics.  She is now one of the tops in her field.

   ********************** ********************* *********************

   We have been married thirteen years.  We live in a very large house in a
fenced subdivision.  We have been blessed with beautiful children, Jayden
twelve going on twenty and Karri eleven.  Both take after their mother with
beautiful manes of full shoulder length deep brown hair usually in a
ponytail but when they are going out they comb it out with the help of
Karen.

   Karen has kept her hair long and flowing like her daughters.  I give
thanks every time I enjoy making love with her that my sexual side won that
debate with my dark side.  Karen has become my rock of stability.

   Lately I have been noticing both our daughters are growing up very fast.
Jayden is a beauty with very similar facial features as her mom.  The only
noticeable difference is a small mole just below her right nostril giving
her a sexual provocative look.  Her large bedroom eyes and sensational lips
add to her beauty.  She must be giving a lot of boys' wet dreams.

   Both girls with the assistance of their mother keep The Gap in business.
Their young body's accent the current fashion making me wonder just how
they manage to still be good girls.  Both make special efforts to shock the
hell out of me whenever they can and lately it has been more often than
not.

   Seeing my daughters dressed in those new low rider jeans and cut-off
t-shirts has to tantalize even the most devout man.  It is hard to accept
how sexy your own daughters look.

   Jayden has a passion for very sexy lingerie a trait she must have gotten
from her mother.  She takes great joy in embarrassing me walking out of the
bathroom as I pass dressed only in a thong and matching bra.

   Seeing her dressed like that reminds me of Karen prior to us getting
married.  Her wardrobe was very limited and did not include any what you
would call sexy lingerie or nighties.  Everything she owned was utilitarian
in nature bought for wear and price.  She admitted her dowdy looks help
keep any potential admirers away.  With a little detective work I got her
measurements.  Getting the nerve to actually enter a Victoria's Secret shop
at the mall was a major undertaking.  Fortunately young clerk thought my
embarrassment was so romantic.  When I asked her why she told me I really
must love my girlfriend to put myself in such a predicament.  That young
lady earned some good commissions as a result of her comments as I shopped
their weekly for months until Karen had a large selection of the sexist
lingerie I could find.  With her body anything but thongs and bikinis would
have been a sacrilege.  Karen really did justice to all the designer labels
I bought for her.  Although she kept telling me I shouldn't the look on her
face when she seen the bags of goodies was worth every penny.  Karen has
beautiful breasts and still has an hourglass figure even after the birth of
our two daughters.  She, with my agreement, locked the door on the
possibility of more children.  Her looks have passed to Jayden and Karri.
My genes must have been on strike when they were conceived.

   Seeing Jayden in her lingerie gives me thoughts I shouldn't have about
my own daughter.  It was bad enough when only Jayden took joy in rattling
me but now Karri is doing the same thing.  I can't go upstairs without one
of them confronting me.  The worst part is they both stop and let me get a
good look then smile and go to their rooms.  I am going to have to talk to
Karen.

   That night cuddled up to Karen I make my plea.

   "Karen I don't know if you noticed but your daughters are making your
husband's life very difficult at times."

   "My daughters?  How come when they seem to be in trouble they are my
daughters but when they come home with good marks they are your daughters?"

   "Well that is the order of things.  I get the credit and you get the
rest."

   An elbow in my solar plexus refutes that statement.

   "What are they doing now?"

   "Your daughters take great pleasure in teasing me with their developing
bodies draped in all that skimpy expensive lingerie you keep buying for
them."

   "I thought you like sexy lingerie.  You bought me enough before we got
married.  If I recall you enjoyed looking at me and couldn't wait to take
it off my body.  Hmm those were good times Al.  They remind me why I love
you so much."

   "I love you too Karen but that doesn't solve my problem."

   "Problem?"

   "Yes problem.  Your daughters have an undesirable effect on your
husband. I don't think it is right.  You will have to tell them to stop."

   "Al, you have the hots for your daughters?  Good."

   "Good, what the hell do you mean?"

   "I wanted to talk to your about the same thing but didn't know how to
bring it up to you."

   "You lost me again, but you have a knack for doing that."

   "Remember when we first made love how totally frightened I was?"

   "Vividly."

   "Do you remember what I said after my first experience with you making
love to me?"

   "The only thing I remember is how good you tasted and how it has gotten
better."

   "No, that isn't what I mean."

   "Enlighten me."

   "I told you if we ever had daughters there is no way on earth I would
allow them to ever experience what I went through."

   "Okay, I vaguely remember you saying that but what has that go to do
with your daughters terrorizing me?"

   "You are going to be their teacher to show them what love and of course
sex is all about.  I want you to make love with both of them."

   I must be leading a very sheltered life because I am sure what Karen is
suggesting is called incest.  As much as I love my daughters and get
excited looking at their young preteen bodies having sex with them has
never crossed my mind.  My stunned look has Karen laughing.  She hugs me
her hand slips down the covers grasping my now very subdued cock.  Slowly
she brings it back to life.

   "Think about it Al, both girls are ravishingly beautiful, would you want
them to experience what I did on their first experience with sex?  Can you
envision some young buck having sex with your daughters not knowing how to
please them?  I swore that would never happen."

   "Karen, I wouldn't wish that on any girl.  Your preconceived notions had
you in fear of me.  I worshipped you then and now.  When I think of what
might have happened I shudder."

   "Well, who is the best qualified to teach our daughters the wonderful
things about sex?  You of course."

   "You can't mean that."

   "Oh I do and to really give you a shock I have talked to both girls
about it nearly two months ago and they are overjoyed with the prospect of
their daddy making love to them.  Why do you think they have been teasing
you for the last month?"

   "You talked to them before you talked to me?  How could you?"

   "Well if they thought it was a bad idea you would have never known about
it.  But both think it is perfect.  They both adore you and want you to be
their first.  Just think of it you will have to satisfy three women instead
of one.  What a stud."

   Shocked I can't think of anything to say.

   "Now go to sleep and think on it."

   Go to sleep, she is kidding.  Both Jayden and Karri have the cutest
little breasts capped with grape sized nipples which they enjoy using to
tantalize me with their semi-transparent bras.  Their bottoms are exposed
to me when they are in their thongs and as they wiggle their bottoms in
those tight jeans.  Not that I have seen them naked for years but majority
of their lingerie is of very soft material that outlines everything they
have.  Both have love lips that very puffy and have the distinct shape of a
camel toes just like their mother's but slightly smaller.  Their young
preteen bodies have been developing over that last year; gone is the baby
fat replaced by developing feminine curves.  Both have long thin but
shapely legs that I imagine must look lovely spread to expose their lovely
pussies.  Hell what am I thinking?  Dam you Karen for telling that.

   The next morning at breakfast, both girls are present wearing soft
flowing robes.  The way they look at me suggests that they are aware of the
conversation Karen had with me last night.  How kissable and oh so
desirable they look.  After the shock of last night just looking at them
has taken on new meaning.  Both leave the table sporting smiles that seem
to say 'we know what you are looking at and thinking'.

   For some reason my mind is not on my work and when four-thirty rolls
around it is a relief.  The drive home has me thinking about what Karen
suggested.  Am I up to such a thing?  Who would be first Jayden or Karri?
Arriving at home I find the house empty.  Building myself a hefty Black
Russian I go out to the deck to contemplate what life would be like if
Karen's suggestion is implemented.  There are footsteps behind me.

   "Hi daddy, Karri and I were at the doctors today."

   "Why?  Just a checkup?"

   She is still in her sexy school uniform.  Jayden holds up a plastic
circle, I know the shape; it looks an awful lot like the container for
birth control pills Karen took for years.  Closer examination confirms they
are birth control pills and the script on the package is in Jayden's name.

   "I can start taking them in two days daddy.  I am just ending my
period."

   Now there is a bit of information I have never had before.  I look at
her dumbfounded.

   "I want to be first.  Karri won't be ready till the middle of next
month. We can start next week."

   More information, what is going to happen next?  Jayden walks over to me
pauses for a moment then is on my lap.  She feels so soft and warm or maybe
I am warm.  Jayden encircles my neck and gives me a kiss that certainly
doesn't resemble any daddy daughter kisses we have shared in the past.

   "I love you daddy.  Mom says I should be fine after taking the pill for
three or four days.  I can't wait till we are together."

   "Ya sure."

   For some reason I really don't have much to say.  All this still hasn't
really sunk in.  Both girls want their daddy to show them all about sex.  I
can't wait to see what happens when Karri gets home.  Jayden takes my hand
and cups it to her left breast.  Wow it is so soft and warm.  I can't
believe how big it is for a girl only twelve.  Then a quick kiss and I
watch as she disappears upstairs to change.

   Shortly after that Karen and Karri come home.  Karri looks like the cat
that ate the canary; Karen is smiling and is good spirits.  Hearing the
tinkle of a glass, Karen is building herself a drink.

   "Would you like another Al?  I can make before I join you."

   "Please.  I think I am going to need it."

   "Jayden has talked to you?"

   The sound of her soft laughter fills the void.  Karen comes to the deck
carrying the two drinks giving me mine she sits beside me.  She looks
ravishing in her pink dress.  It is a sheath that hugs her body.  Her eyes
are shining and my cock reacts.

   "Your daughters came through their medical with flying colors.  It took
a little persuading to get the doctor to give me their prescriptions but
after showing him the article about how promiscuous girls and boys are at
their age he agreed.  Karri still can't believe she will be on the pill. 
She is really looking forward to being with you dear.  I think I will be
jealous of those young beauties stealing my man."

   "Hey, I had nothing to do with this.  This was your idea."

   "Oh you had everything to do with it.  If it hadn't been for you, I
still could be an old maid with my preconceived ideas about men and sex."

   "That would have been a hellva waste."

   "Finish your drink; we are going to have a family discussion about this
at dinner tonight.  Be prepared for some really pointed questions from your
daughters.  They are primed for bear."

   I might as well get used to this, as the subject will not go away.  The
preparations Karen and the girls have done so far guarantee it.  At the
dinner table both girls are dressed in short, shorts and very narrow tube
tops.  Nothing is left to the imagination.  Looking at my preteen daughters
with a new perspective reconfirms they are both very sexy appealing young
girls.  When Karen starts to clean the table both girls jump in to help,
this is a new wrinkle.  Karen refills my coffee cup and sits the girls
follow.

   "Ok girls; your dad is still unsure of your feelings and your
understanding of the coming events.  This will be an open meeting all
subjects and thoughts are welcome, nothing is taboo.  Your dad and I will
answer everything you ask to the best of our ability.  Right Al?"

   "Yes, if you say so."

   Grinning stupidly I don't know what else to say.  Both girls and their
mom give me the dagger eyes.  They don't appreciate the humor.  Karri pipes
up first.

   "Daddy, mom told us what happened to her when she was young and I
certainly don't want my sex life to start that way.  She told me how you
made her feel so good and how sex should be.  That is what I want.  You
love me don't you?  You will teach me all about sex?"

   "Karri you know how much I love you and Jayden.  You have seen I how I
respect your mom in spite of all the things she does to make me angry."

   Karen is close enough to give me a bat behind the head.  They still
don't appreciate my humor.

   "Al this is a serious conversation.  Act like an adult and their
father."

   "Mom, I talked to daddy when I got home.  I showed him my pills and told
him I would be ready next week."

   "And what did your dad say?"

   "Nothing.  He just sat there with his mouth hanging open."

   All three girls giggle.  It seems if the joke is on me it is okay to
laugh.

   "Is that okay with you Karri?"

   "Yes mom, Jayden is the oldest and she will be ready.  My period doesn't
start till next week."

   "Good.  Any other questions for your dad?"

   Both girls look at each other and then at me.  Karri shakes her head
like she is nodding in agreement to a Jayden's unspoken statement.

   "Daddy can we see you?  You know what I mean."

   Not answering I look at Karen who is enjoying this interchange as the
smile on her face will attest.

   "Of course you can, right Al.  When do you want too?"

   "Now?"

   "Well maybe after your dad has showered in the downstairs rec-room.  Is
that okay with you Al?"

   "I guess."

   What the hell am I supposed to say?  Karen and the girls have made up
the agenda and I am to do what is requested of me.  The girls get up and
leave me to my thoughts.  Things are moving a lot faster than I
anticipated. Finishing my coffee I head for the shower.  I might as well
get this over with.  The water is running as one of the girls is filling
the bathtub.  I guess they will be squeaky clean as well.  After my shower
I douse myself with my cologne, I am not the biggest stud in the world but
measure about seven and a half sporting my foreskin.  I am ready to see my
daughters, my cock sticking out straight.  My body is tingling with
anticipation just like it did the first time Karen let me undress her.  She
was scared stiff but I was in heaven.  I don't know how I should feel right
now.

   Alone in the rec-room I start watching a baseball game.  It is hard to
concentrate on the action as I keep looking at the stairs for my two
preteen daughters to appear.  Right in the middle of a double play I hear
the sound of little feet on the stairs.  All three women in my life are in
front of me all wearing sexy robes.  All of them have their hair tided in a
ponytail.  Fresh lipstick glazes all lips and their common perfume fills
the room.  My cock is at full attention.

   "How do you want to work this?"

   "You stand up and show us daddy."

   Jayden and Karri faces are flushed with a blush.  Karen is just standing
there with a big smirk on her face.  She's really enjoying this.  Might as
well get it over with, standing I open my robe dropping it to the floor. 
Here I stand in my full glory in front of my two preteen daughters with the
blessing of my wife.  Life can be crazy at times.

   Jayden's mouth drops open.  Karri eyes are like saucers.  They seem
petrified.  Karen is still sitting there with a big smile on her face.  She
claps her hands bringing the girls out their trance; they both stand and
let their robe fall to the floor.  Both are naked giving me a view that has
me trembling.  Both are magnificent as their bodies are developed in
portions to their sizes.  Their young developing breasts match their bodies
to perfection.  The reason why Karen has been purchasing their lingerie at
Victoria Secret is obvious, our daughters deserve nothing less.  It is the
only fashion to justice to such beauty.  Karen stands up and drops her robe
moves between the girls and hugs them.  What man in his right mind wouldn't
want to be heir to all this beauty?

   "This is for you my husband, father of my children."

   With her prompting, the girls move towards me then both hug me.  The
heat from their preteen bodies seems to sear me on contact.  Looking down I
can't believe how appealing their four young breasts look.  There is very
little size difference between Jayden and Karri.  Karen has her hand on my
cock forcing the foreskin back precum is dripping from my slit.  Both girls
watch their mother's movements.  First she takes Jayden's hand and places
it on me than does the same for Karri.  My body trembles with wonder as
each girl gives my shaft a squeeze.

   "Okay girls I think your father has had enough shocks for one night.  I
will take care of him tonight."

   "Mom can we watch?"

   "Oh no Karen, really don't you think that is a little much?"

   "Girls, I think that is a wonderful idea.  I am sure I can get Al to
agree."

   Karen is on her knees in front of me my cock in her warm mouth as she
sucks.  Both girls look at each other and then at their mom as she
demonstrates how to get control of her husband turning any of his willpower
into mush.  Her tongue does it number on the head of my cock.  I am lost
and surrender.  Back on her feet she leans over and kisses me grabs my hand
and leads me to our bedroom.

   "Come along girls."

   Karen takes me through the complete itinerary of our sexual activities
making sure the girls understand what is transpiring.  I can remember being
between her legs eating her pussy.  I am sure I felt hands on my cock at
that time.  It couldn't have been Karen as my body extended down her legs.
Finally when I did fuck her both girls are at the foot of the bed watching
every insertion and finally my ejaculation.  It's a hard climax for me. 
They both marvel looking at their mom as cum seeps from her puffy pussy. 
Me, I am laying to her right total exhausted.

   "Ok girls show is over.  Daddy has to rest."

   It accomplishes one thing for me, as I sleep like the dead.  Waking up,
opening my eyes, Karen is watching me.

   "What time is it?"

   "You have twenty minutes before we get up."

   "What were you doing?"

   "Watching you sleep.  So peaceful, I love you Al."

   "I'd kiss you but morning breath."

   "I can wait."

   "Tell what happens next?"

   "Well on Friday Jayden and you will take over this bedroom.  I will
sleep in her room for the weekend.  Monday is a teacher's development day
so you will have two days and three nights to introduce Jayden to the joys
of sex.  She is looking forward to it."

   "And Karri?"

   "She takes over the following Friday.  I have already arranged to have
her home the following Monday, so she will have three nights with you as
well."

   "What about you?"

   "I guess I only get you during the week.  But I know it will be worth
it. My girls will never have the experience the horror I did.  They will
know the difference between a man and a lout."

   My week is really about contemplating the weekend with Jayden.  Every
evening she and her sister question their mom about everything.  If they
researched all their school projects as well as they did about sex they
would be honor students.  Friday finally comes.  Karen orders Kentucky
Fried Chicken.  You can cut the tension with a knife.  Jayden has two bites
then asks to be excused.  Shortly after her disappearance upstairs we hear
the bath water running.

   "She is anxious and so nervous.  Karri told me she was acting really
confused at school today."

   "I am glad today was a slow day different from most Fridays.  I was
never so glad to see four-thirty."

   "Well you better shower; your daughter is waiting for you.  She moved
some of her lingerie into our bedroom, why I don't know.  She will be naked
most of the weekend if I know you."

   "Are you jealous Karen?  Remember who started this."

   "Well a bit but not in the sense you mean.  I wish it had been me at
Jayden's age.  I missed so much."

   Leaving Karen and Karri I quickly shower and shave.  Entering the master
bedroom in a robe, Jayden is waiting.  Karen must have taken her shopping.
She is wearing a sheer chemise of an opaque white color.  It barely covers
her crotch area.  Her hair is combed to a healthy shine.  Her lips are red
and desirable.  My heart is somewhere in my throat as I take in her beauty.

   "Hi daddy."

   "Hi princess.  Are you ready for this?"

   "Yes daddy, I have been ready for a month.  I wanted to be with you long
before mom suggested it."

   That tidbit is new.  Dropping my robe I crawl beside her.  She is so
perfect, so delicate.  Jayden doesn't hesitate; she leans over and kisses
me, her fingers in the hair on my chest.  Just the scent of my preteen
daughter had me gasping.  Touching her arm then moving slowly I grasp on
soft breast.  Her nipple is like a hard diamond.  She closes her eyes sort
of gasping for breath.

   "It is okay Jayden, we will go very slowly.  If something doesn't feel
right tell me and I will stop."

   "Okay daddy.  I love you."

   "Oh Jayden, I do love you.  This something I never dreamed of."

   "Don't you want me?"

   "I shouldn't but I do Jayden."

   She is in my arms and we hug and push our bodies towards each other
maximizing the feeling of closeness.  Her tongue invades my mouth.  She
tastes of toothpaste and mouth wash.  Licking my lips gets the taste of her
lipstick.  She feels so soft.

   "Daddy you feel so good."

   Jayden moves pulling a tie, her chemise slowly slips off her shoulders
ending up in a pile beside her.  Her breasts stand out from her body, her
ruby red nipples pointing at me proudly.  Tasting one then the other,
Jayden has her hands on the back of my head, pulling my face into each
breast.  Everything about her reminds me so much of her mother.  The way
she smells her taste the way she touches me.  Hugging, this time bare skin
on bare skin Jayden arms wind around my neck her lips find mine.  After the
kiss I guide her body back to the bed.  Her young preteen body spread
before me.  The scent of her sex is strong.  Jayden is excited and waiting.
Her pussy is moist and so appealing.  It is framed with a dusting of very
fine brown hair.  Jayden's love lips are swollen with excitement waiting
for something to happen.  Lowering my face to her I kiss first then tongue.
Jayden's body jerks as my tongue penetrates her.  Spreading her legs even
further appear triggers her hips into rising towards my face and tongue. 
Her small body trembles with her first oral induced climax.

   "Mom tried to tell us what it would feel like but she wasn't even
close."

   My face must have been between her legs for nearly an hour.  Once her
love juice starts to flow there is no shut off switch.  Directing her to
grab her knees with her arms brings her soft bum and anus into tongue
range. Her rosebud is small and tight.  Her pussy juice coats it.  The
first tongue contact gets a startled reaction but the more she feels it the
more it seems to excite her.  Her breathing is erratic as we wake all the
sexual feeling for the first time.

   "Daddy I am ready.  Please?"

   Her pussy is swollen open from all the oral sex.  Her tight opening is
beckoning me.  My massive body covers her like a blanket and the first
contact has me nearly pre- ejaculate.  The head of my cock is at her
opening then slowly starts its decent deep into Jayden.  Words can't
describe the feeling.  There is just a slight resistance as her hymen gives
way to my member.  The feeling is indescribable.  My shaft is buried deep
in my daughter.  Her arms are around my neck squeezing as she cums for the
first time with my cock in her.  At the point of no return what seem like
gallons of cum rush into my Jayden.  Totally spent, I roll to the side
bringing Jayden with me.  We are still connected but the tension is quickly
flowing from my tool.

   "Oh daddy that was so different.  When can we do it again?"

   "Jayden you are going to have to let your daddy recuperate."

   "Ok daddy.  Will you be ready in the morning?"

   "Yes, in the morning."

   We fall asleep in each other's arms.  That is the way Karen finds us. 
After waking us, Karen takes Jayden to the bathroom to a waiting bath.  I
am sure she explained what happened last night.  Downstairs I shower then
meet Karri in the kitchen.  She is beaming.

   "I just talked to Jayden.  She is just bubbling about last night.  I
can't wait for next weekend.  I hope she doesn't tire you out daddy."

   "I am sure she won't."

   Karri moves to my lap and sits, looking at me.  She must feel my growing
interest as my cock comes to life under her bum.  Absently mindedly my hand
is caressing her ample breasts.  I still can't believe how developed both
of our preteen daughters are.  She wiggles her bum on purpose then looks at
me.  Quickly she finds my cock and grasps it squeezing and softly pumping
it.

   "You feel so good daddy.  You must be the best daddy in the world.  I
love you a lot."

   "And I love you too Karri."

   She is still holding my cock when Karen comes into the kitchen, Karri
smiles at her mom and then tucks my raging member away, gets off my lap and
flees from the kitchen.

   "I see Karri is still interested in you."

   "You noticed."

   "Just had a long talk with Jayden, she wasn't too happy with me taking
her out of bed this morning.  She said you promised to fuck her again."

   "That was the plan, you just delayed it."

   "I helped her douche and then bath.  You must have been really horny
last night.  I don't know how many strings of cum we flushed out of your
daughter but it was plenty.  She is a bit sore causing her to walk funny
but is chomping at the bit to do it again.  Surprisingly she didn't bleed
to any great extent.  Her pussy is still really puffy.  All she talked
about is you using your mouth on her openings.  She is so happy about this
weekend.  I can't say the same for me."

   "Well you can masturbate and think of me with your daughter.  I guess I
had better go and attempt to satisfy Jayden's lust.  Are you still sure
this was the right thing to do?"

   "I have no doubt.  Both Jayden and Karri will know what it is like to
experience wonderful sex.  They will be able to separate the louts from the
men in the future."

   "I never dreamed of anything like this."

   Karen leans over giving me a view of her luscious breasts, her nipples
hard.  Her lips are on mine and I feel her hand on my erection giving it a
squeeze.

   "You had better go and satisfy Jayden."

   First the washroom, brushing my teeth and making myself presentable the
fresh cologne, I am ready to meet the day.

   Jayden gives me a welcoming smile.  She is sitting on the bed looking
radiant.  She and her mom must have combed out her hair, as it is full and
beautiful shining in the sun light beam through the bedroom window.  She is
wearing an open robe her breasts and nipples open to my gaze.  Sitting
beside her we kiss and exchange the taste of our different toothpastes.

   She snuggles into me her scent reminds me of last night and of her
mother when Karen and I spent many a weekend doing the same thing.  As all
three girls use the same scent they manage to keep me semi erect all the
time.  Jayden's hair feels so soft against my face.  Her hand finds my cock
and she is tenderly squeezing as she pumps.  Running my hand up and down
her back is a wondrous sensation soft and appealing to my touch.  We both
fall back on the bed and my hands travel lower and squeeze her bum cheeks.
On finger finds her rosebud and tantalizes it.

   "Mom told me about you and bum holes."

   "What else did she tell you?"

   "That she enjoys you in her bum hole just about as much as in her pussy.
She told me to enjoy everything you try and not to fight it."

   "Anything else?"

   "She mentioned something about sucking your cock and how much you like
it.  Can I try it?  Mom says she likes it."

   "Yes, I like it very much.  The next two days are all yours; you can try
anything you like."

   "I like it when you had your face between my legs.  I nearly peed when
you made me cum using your tongue.  I did like it when you licked my bum
hole it felt so naughty."

   Rolling to my back my hero is hard and sticking up wards, precum seeping
out.  Jayden handles me like an expert, rolling back my foreskin then
engulfing the head.  Watching my daughter suck me sends a tingling feeling
up my spine.  Her hand is slowly pumping as she sucks.  It seems her mother
told her many things.  This is the way to spend a Saturday morning.  The
urge to cum has me gasping for breath.

   "Jayden your dad is close to cumming.  Are you sure you want to have me
do it in your mouth?"

   With her head and eyes she indicates yes.  For the next few minutes I
fight the urge knowing that it will win shortly.  Closing my eyes and
attempting to think of other things besides my daughter giving me a blowjob
help but inevitably the strong urge wins out.  Hot strings of cum flow
quickly into Jayden's mouth, and like her mother she starts choking but
doesn't lose a drop.  Her throat is moving as she swallows every drop of
her daddy's sperm.  She continues sucking until my spear is reduced to a
soft stub.

   During the next two days and nights we enjoy sex five times.  One of the
enjoyable parts is being between her legs licking and sucking her clit.  By
Sunday night her clit is so sensitive Jayden squeals each time my tongue
touches it.  We didn't attempt anal sex but it is only a matter of time
when we do.  Jayden tells me a number of times she wants to experience
everything possible.  With Karen guiding her with ideas Jayden tells me
what she wants and expects.  Karen comes into the room during a lull in our
lovemaking.  She and Jayden usually disappear to the washroom where Jayden
learns to use the douche on her own then has a bath to come back fresh.  I
use the breaks for the same thing.

   Monday morning after breakfast with Karri we chat.  It has been quite
the weekend.  Jayden is now a woman many times over.  She and Karen were
thick as thieves talking; if I didn't know better I am sure they are
comparing notes.  Karri comes over and kisses me before she heads for
school.  She looks exceptionally pretty today.

   "Daddy there is four nights before I am with you.  This week is going to
be a crazy week for me.  My girlfriend Samantha Wilson will want to know
why I am so excited.  It is hard for me not to tell."

   Samantha is a young Thai girl Karri befriended when she first started
school.  Her dark complexion and sexy young body have been part of my
dreams since Karri introduced her to the family.  She often wears her
native dresses that set off her perfect body.

   "I don't think that would be a good idea.  You will have to keep
everything we do very private."

   "I know daddy but it will be hard.  She is my very best friend."

   I drag myself to work totally exhausted.  Once there, the adrenalin of
the challenges gives me a much-needed boost.  When the stimulant wears off
I will be wasted.  At home, after a light dinner, I am out for the count.
The only thing I remember is Karen crawling in beside me and giving me a
kiss.  Waking for the new day, our bodies are entwined, as has been our
practice since we married.

   "I hope your batteries are recharged for tonight.  I missed being with
you."

   "They will be.  Even being with Jayden all that time I miss being close
to you."

   "Good."

   That night we enjoyed a long relaxing mutual loving.  When we finally
did go to sleep, I am between Karen's legs sucking on her massive clit.  I
am sure Jayden's will be the same size.

   Jitters are running through my body Friday afternoon.  Karri made a
point of telling me how much she is looking forward to tonight.  My
anticipation is at a high as well.  To me it seems like a repeat of last
weekend.  After a dinner of Kentucky Fried, Karen leaves the table with
Karri in tow.  Karri looks at me over her shoulder smiling.  After my
shower, I wait for Karen to return.  She appears smiling in a very good
mood.

   "Well this is it for Karri.  She is a bundle of nerves so go very slowly
with her.  I think she is hornier then Jayden was if that is possible.  She
is waiting for you in our bedroom."

   "I am on my way."

   Like her sister Karri is a vision.  She has chosen a sheer white
negligee will a red tie around her waist.  Her hair is brushed to a shining
brilliance.  Beside her she is in my arms and we kiss.

   "Oh daddy, I have thought about this moment all week.  I am so nervous."

   "There is nothing to be nervous about Karri.  We will go slow and make
sure you feel everything that is possible."

   "I trust you daddy."

   With a pull of her tie the negligee falls to the floor followed by my
robe.  Still standing we hug and rub our bodies together.  Although Karri
is a year younger then Jayden her breasts are larger and her nipples
longer. Lifting her gently, I lay her on the bed enjoying her look. 
Kissing one nipple then the other gets the effects I expect.  Or kiss
develops into some tongue play.  After foreplay of nibbling her earlobes
then her nipples I work my way down to her very wet pussy.  Karri has ample
pussy hair compared to Jayden and a very interesting clit.  Attacking it
results in her first climax.  Karri is really excited.  Her liquid flows
heavily and I enjoy every drop.  My finger finds her asshole and she
wiggles increasing the pressure till it slips in.  My continuous sucking of
her clit and licking brings on numerous climaxes.  As each runs through her
body her anal muscles tighten on my buried finger.

   "Daddy, daddy."

   Feeling her hand on my head I peer upwards.

   "Daddy I want you to put it in me.  Jayden told me it feels great."

   Arranging my hurting member at her opening it take a minimum amount of
pressure to take her hymen and be buried in Karri to the bottom of my root.
She pants as get into the rhythm of the act.  It is when Karri cums the
first time with the aid of my cock she really reminds me of her mother. 
Her nails are buried in my back and I can feel the skin being raked off in
her fingernails.  I have a new set of claw marks.  Cumming hard ends our
first night together.  In the morning Karen wakes us and takes Karri for
her bath.

   In the shower the fresh scratches burn like hell when the water hits
them.  In the kitchen Jayden joins me.

   "Well you did yourself proud daddy.  Karri is still in awe of how
wonderful she fells.  She will be ready for the second round."

   "Both of you are favorite people in the world after your mom.  I think I
have been living a dream for the last two weeks."

   "It is not a dream daddy.  All the girls in your life are real.  All of
us will want more and more of you."

   Karri proves to be a very physical lover.  My back looks like I have
been under the whip.  Late Sunday night when Karri falls into an exhausted
sleep, I have Karen put a soothing lotion on my back to help ease the
stinging.

   "Those are deep Al.  You should have told her she was marking you."

   "They reminded me of her mother when I finally got her to accept my
loving."

   "And I still love you very much, even more now that you have become even
a bigger part of our daughter's life."

   Over the next four years Karen accepts the fact she has to share me with
her daughters.  For me it is the best years of my life.

   When the girls start to accept dates with young men, I feel sorry for
them knowing my daughters will have then twisted around their fingers and
jumping through hoops for their favorites.

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