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Naomi, Gina and Amy
by The Rogue (ldavis50@iwon.com)
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This is the story of a mother, Naomi, who is a
bartender, whom I am turned on to. After fucking her
for a while, I find myself being invited "home to meet
the girls." The "girls" turn out to be her daughters,
14 year old Gina and 13 year old Amy. While mommy is
supposedly "finishing up supper" the girls start to
show me they are into sex as much as their mother.
Little did I know it was all with their mothers
blessing. What a super supper it turned out to be, with
promises of dessert to come. (MFff-teens, ped, orgy)
***
If there is one truth in this life, it is that a hard
dick has no conscience.
Hi there. For those of you who may not have read some
of my other stories, let me give you some background.
I am 5'11" tall, and have weighed between 185 and 200
all of my adult years. I was a 4-sport athlete during
my high school years, and played sports into college
and in some overseas semi-pro football teams.
I am considered by women to be the strong silent type,
with a set of hazel green eyes that woman say can burn
a hole right through them.
I am not overly endowed. My cock reaches about 8" long
and 3 ½ to 4 inches in circumference. But it, in
addition to my tongue, provides enough stimulation to
bring most women off 5 or 6 times during a sex act. I
not only love fucking a nice hot, wet pussy, I love
eating one.
I speak in a soft, southern accent, and a few women
have told me I have even gotten them off, just talking
to them on the phone.
I spent 27 years of my life in the United States Air
Force, and traveled all over the world. I have slept
with probably over 500 women, in 10 different
countries, in my lifetime. Each and everyone was
different and unique in her own way.
The stories here are from those experiences.
It was 1971. I was in Southern California. Being single
and quite the rogue, I frequented many clubs in the
area. But one I found particularly intriguing. I became
an almost nightly visitor to it, simply because it was
always full of women on the prowl. And in particularly
because I had become a part time lover of the owners
girlfriend.
He had several businesses and spent many a night in Los
Angeles. When he did, I spent those nights fucking his
girlfriend's brains out. But it was just great sex
between us, nothing more and nothing less, and she
wasn't about to leave that treasure chest of money he
was making, just because I gave her the sex of her
life. So since she wasn't in it for love, and was
hardly jealous, she actually kind of became a pimp of
sorts for me. She would always let me know when they
had hired a new bartender or waitress that she thought
was available, and that she thought I would like to
fuck.
It actually was part of "our thing" too, because on the
nights I was in bed with her, she would have me
describe in detail the sex with the girls she was
fixing me up with, while I was stroking her cunt. She
got kind of a weird kick out of it. Sometimes I thought
maybe she was on the verge of going bisexual on me, but
every time I asked her about it, she would turn red and
say it never crossed her mind. Somehow I doubted that,
but what the hell. She was a great fuck, so why push
it?
But she deserves an entire story of her own later and
about the day that she finally gave in to her
curiosity. This one is about one of the new bartenders
she had hired and told me about. She said this girl was
a real looker, but had been in a bad relationship
(haven't they all) for the past several years. She also
told me the gal had a coupe of kids, but didn't think
that would deter her from having a good time after
work.
She was scheduled to begin work the following Monday
night, so along about 8 o'clock, I sauntered into the
place and sat down at the bar next to Marlene and
ordered a cold beer. She introduced me to Naomi, and
winked at her as she said, "This is the one I was
telling you about."
Monday nights were rather slow in this place, so she
pulled a stool up and sat down and started chatting
with me. Marlene finally said, "I've got some work to
do in the office, talk to you two later" and left.
Naomi commenced to practically give me her life's story
in the next hour or so. Bad marriage to a jealous guy
that beat her up all the time. Couple of young girls to
raise on her own. First job outside of being a
homemaker for her chauvinist husband. Same story,
different day from so many of the girls in this area.
But I had to admit Marlene was right. This chick was a
real looker. Super little body. Short blondish hair,
with big brown eyes. Looked like about a 38C with a
super looking ass in those tight jeans she was wearing.
I could already feel my cock starting to stir with
anticipation.
Eleven o'clock rolled around and Naomi got a half-hour
break. There was some slow music playing on the
jukebox, so I pulled her out on the dance floor and
started to work my magic on her. I pulled her close,
and placed my right knee between her legs. With every
step, I would let my knee lightly brush against her
crotch area. She had both arms around my neck and her
lips were lightly nuzzling my neck. Her breathing had
increased, and I could feel her heart beating rather
rapidly against my chest. I could tell she was becoming
aroused and my cock started to get fairly stiff.
"I really like you," I heard her whisper in my ear.
"And Marlene tells me you really know how to treat a
girl right. Do you think we could go out sometime?" she
asked.
"Sure, we can," I replied. "In fact, how about when you
get off work tonight?"
She reached up and ran her tongue in my ear and said,
"That would be great. Let me call the babysitter and
make sure she can stay over."
We finished dancing and she ran back, made a phone
call, and came back and with a wink said, "It's all
set. She can stay."
Finally two o'clock rolled around. She cashed out her
register, and we headed for the door. Marlene gave us a
little wink as if to say "you two are going to enjoy
this night. Wish I could join you." I still thought
Marlene wanted to try pussy eating, but just couldn't
get the nerve up for it. Finally the day would come
that I would be proven right.
I led her over to my car and opened the door for her to
slide in. I only lived about two blocks from this
place, so shortly we were walking in the door of my
apartment.
As soon as the door was closed behind me, she turned
and put her arms around my neck and gave me a long,
deep kiss. I could feel her heart beating rapidly
against my chest, and I would have bet if I had run my
hand down her jeans that very moment, I would have
found a wet pussy. She was horny as hell. No doubt
about it.
But I'm not one to rush things. Slowly, slowly. That's
my motto. Take things slow and easy and enjoy.
I finally broke from the kiss and asked her if she
would like a drink. She nodded in the affirmative, so I
broke out a bottle of Crown Royal, and splashed a
generous amount over some ice cubes and handed one to
her.
She was smiling at me, and as she took the drink in one
hand, the other hand went to my crotch and she started
to rub the material covering my cock.
"I've got an idea," the little minx said. "Why don't we
see if what's under that pair of shorts needs a drink?"
With that, she quickly unsnapped my shorts and in a
flash unzipped them. She pushed them downwards,
managing to take my underwear down with them. I stepped
out of them and there I stood. Hard dick and all. She
slowly unbuttoned my shirt, and removed it, as I
managed to kick my shoes off.
"Nice" she exclaimed, as she stroked my cock shaft with
her free hand. No social niceties with this girl. She
knew what she wanted and wasn't shy about it. "But I
feel overdressed. Maybe we should remedy that."
She sat her drink on the table, and I lifted her shirt
over her head to reveal a magnificent set of breasts
not encumbered by any bra. She came to me and pressed
those magnificent tits against my chest as she started
doing her tongue magic in my ear. She worked her mouth
down my neck to my shoulders and suddenly she had taken
one of my nipples in her mouth and was flicking at it
with her tongue.
Goddamn this girl knew what she was doing all right.
She reached for her drink and took a long sip, and
headed toward my cock. Before I knew it she had
engulfed it in her mouth and was sloshing the Crown
Royal all around the shaft, as she worked her head back
and forth, up and down the shaft.
At first it was cold from the drink, but then it got
warmer and warmer. God, what a sensation. This girl
certainly knew what she was doing.
At long last she stood up and giving me a long kiss
managed to remove her jeans to reveal she was wearing
no underwear beneath them. I lifted her off her feet by
her waist. She was holding on to my neck tightly, and
wrapped her legs around my body. I could feel the
wetness of her cunt against my stomach. Slowly I
lowered her until the head of my cock was just touching
her swollen, wet cunt lips. Reaching down with one
hand, I moved my cock head up and down her swollen
slit.
I could feel some of her juices on my hand. She was
lubricating my cock with her cunt juice and soon I
stopped at the entrance to her love canal, and eased
her down a couple more inches. What a sensation as I
felt my cock head slide past her cunt lips and into her
vaginal canal. She was moving her hips up and down,
letting the head almost pop out, and then taking it
back in, but taking it another inch or so deeper inside
each time. I felt her juices start to run over my balls
and down my thigh. I knew I wasn't far from filling her
with hot juice of my own. But I wanted this to last.
Somehow, I managed to walk down the hall to the bedroom
as she continued to fuck up and down my shaft. I
lowered her onto the bed, and pulled my shaft from her
canal. She looked almost disappointed until I raised
her knees, set her feet on the bed, and bent my face to
her pussy. My tongue flicked against her swollen lips,
and a little moan escaped her mouth.
Using my thumbs, I opened her lips up wide and sent my
tongue plunging deep inside her. I was rewarded by a
buck of her hips, a little scream from her mouth and a
shot of cum like I had never seen a woman do before. I
had heard of women before, that ejaculated a lot like a
man, but I had never been with one. I found my entire
face saturated with her cum. And more was running down
the edge of the bed.
It kind of caught me off guard, but it was certainly a
pleasant surprise. I reached up and took her clit in my
mouth and started flicking it hard with my tongue.
"Oh god! Oh god!" she was screaming. "I'm going to
squirt again. Ahhhh shit! Fuck! Goddamn!!" she was
screaming. And with that she let loose of another load
of cum that hit my chest and streamed down my stomach
toward my cock.
Finally, I couldn't wait any longer. I stood up and
plunged my dick home. Deep and hard. In and out. Her
hips were moving to meet every plunge. She had her legs
wrapped around my waist again, and was moving her pussy
back and forth as fast as she could. There was just one
stream after another coming out of her cunt.
I felt the cum start to rise in my balls and could feel
it making it's way up my shaft. Quickly I reached down
and grabbed each side of her head, slid my cock out of
her pussy and pulled her in a sitting position on the
edge of the bed, and shoved my cock deep inside her
mouth, just about the time it exploded. I could feel
the head go down her throat and then I would pull it
back to her lips and back down her throat.
She was moaning something and had found her cunt with
her fingers and was moving her hand in and out down
there. I was shooting one hot load after another down
her throat and she was swallowing every drop of that
golden cum she could. Finally, exhausted, I pulled from
her lips and fell beside her on the bed. She had
drained me. Not an ounce of strength was left in my
body.
As I lay there, about to drift off, she reached over
and kissed me. "Thank you," she said. "You were
everything Marlene said you would be. And I'm sorry
about not telling you that I am a squirter sometimes. I
should have prepared you for it, even though it's been
a long time since I was turned on enough to do it."
"Don't be sorry, babe," I said. "It was a pleasant
surprise. In fact, I loved it! I've never been with a
gal that could literally fill my mouth with cum. In
fact next time, I'm lying on my back with your pussy
over my face, so you can do just that. Fill my mouth
with your juices."
"Damn you are great," she said as she grinned at me.
"And look, I know that you are fucking Marlene every
now and then, and I want you to know that I won't get
jealous of that, as long as you can give me what I need
too."
I smiled at her and reassured her that there was plenty
of me to go around, and even kind of suggested we might
some night bring Marlene along and have a threesome.
She didn't say no, but I did see a smile cross her
lips, so I assumed she would go for it if Marlene
would. I felt Marlene wanted to give it shot, deep down
inside, but I knew it was going to take either some
convincing or the exact right circumstances for it to
happen. That was something I was going to have to work
on.
Well, we went on for two or three weeks, almost every
night, having a good time. We were great together, and
I had practically forgotten she had kids because she
seldom left my place and went home before 5 or 6 in the
morning.
Then the day came. The day all single men regret. The
invitation to dinner at her house, and a chance to MEET
THE KIDS. It's a phrase that strikes fear in the true
bachelor's soul. It's not that I didn't like kids. I
did. Just as long as they were someone else's. But
sometimes, in order to keep a good piece of ass happy,
you just have to do it. Luckily this wasn't a first for
me, so I knew if it got too deep, I would talk my way
out of it. Funny how a story of how you are actually
still married, but the wife is out of the country for a
couple of years, studying abroad, can scare the
bejeezus out of most women. So if worse came to worse
that's the sob story I tell. It had worked before and I
am sure would work again.
Anyway, the big day arrived. I was to be at her place
at 6. Not really wanting to go through with it, but
decided I had no choice if I wanted to keep fucking
Naomi, I made my way to her door at exactly 6 o'clock.
She opened the door and motioned me in. She looked
gorgeous. No jeans today. Short little mini skirt that
showed off her legs and a white peasant blouse that
just showed the shape of her ample breasts. Very little
makeup, but then she was the kind that didn't really
need it. Yep, I decided, she's up to something, and I
was afraid that something included me becoming daddy.
"Hey girls, come here," she hollered toward the back of
the house. "Someone here I want you to meet."
I heard footsteps coming down the hallway, and suddenly
these two gorgeous little clones of Naomi appeared in
the doorway. Both wearing the same clothes as their
mother, and both could have been clones of her in her
earlier years, except they both had a deeper olive
color skin tone. I wasn't sure if that was genetics or
if they just sunbathed a lot.
I was also surprised by how old they looked to be. I
was prepared for a couple of kids around 8 or 9, but
they both looked to be much older than that. I had
never asked their ages, nor even how old Naomi was. I
had assumed that she was probably in her late twenties.
But she had mentioned she was a virgin at 22 when she
got married, so there was no way these girls could be
as old as they looked if she was in her twenties.
"Honey," I heard Naomi say to me. "This is Gina and
Amy, my little girls." Opps, there's the start I
thought. The "honey, I want you to meet," with a huge
emphasis on honey. I was already starting to panic.
"Girls, this is Loren, the man I have been telling you
about. Now you be very nice to him" she said in kind of
a funny way. Something weird starting to take place.
That word "very" had a lot of emphasis on it. All sorts
of shit was running through my mind. I was almost ready
to bring out my "I'm sorry, but I'm still married and
should leave story."
"Hi there," they both chimed out together. Each one of
them grabbed one of my hands and Gina said, "You come
over here and sit down with us, while mom finishes up
in the kitchen."
They led me over to the coach and indicated I should
sit down in the middle and one of them plopped down on
each side of me.
Okay. I had to find out. "How old are you girls?" I
asked.
Gina replied, "I'm 14 and Amy is 13."
Wow! Doing the math I calculated that would have to
make Naomi at least 36 or 37. Damn. Could have fooled
me forever. No way did she look that old. No wonder she
was so damn good in bed. She was experienced.
"Now," Gina stated, matter-of-factly as she bore holes
through me with her eyes. "I want you to tell us what
you and mommy are up to every night, that she stays out
so late."
Wow! Talk about knock me over with a feather. This
little girl gets right to it. No beating around the
bush with her.
"Well, uh," I was trying to decide what to say as
quickly as I could. "You see, after work, your mommy is
tired and we go have a few drinks and relax. So she can
sleep good when she gets home."
Somehow the way those two girls looked at me, told me
they weren't buying that little song and dance number.
"But," Amy protested, "The bars aren't open at 4 in the
morning. Where do you take her to drink? And besides,
you can't drink all night long."
Well, she had me there. I managed to get something out
about keeping booze at my apartment, and that we talked
all night or some crap. I was just spitting it out as
fast as I could make it up.
As I sat there wondering what the hell they were going
to ask me next, it suddenly hit me that Gina had laid
her hand on my thigh and was awfully close to my cock
area.
"I'll bet I know what you are doing with mom that time
of night," she purred and grinned at me. That little
damn hand was getting awfully close to dangerous
territory, and despite my head spinning, I felt my cock
start to stir in my pants. "And it's not talking!" she
exclaimed in a little minx sort of way.
It was about that moment that her hand found its
target. My now half-hard cock! Her hand encircled the
shaft as she shifted her body up and onto her knees on
the couch, facing me.
"Well, look what I found Amy," Gina grinned, as she
quickly unzipped my pants, reached expertly into my
underwear and pulled my cock free from my clothing.
"I'll bet he's using this to fuck mom every night"
Damn, my head was spinning. What the fuck was going on
here. Jeez, what if their mother walked in. How the
fuck am I going to explain this? About that time,
somewhere, in the distance I heard Naomi call out, "Are
you girls taking good care of Loren?"
"Oh yes mommy" they chimed out in unison. "We're taking
very, very good care of him," they kind of giggled.
"Okay girls," she replied. "Now don't do anything I
wouldn't."
What the fuck? Was this her way of letting me know that
she knew what was going on in the living room, and that
it was fine with her? I mean, what else could that last
statement mean?
It was about then that I realized Amy had shifted
position on the couch, and had taken the head of my
cock into her mouth. Gina was holding he shaft for her,
and was quickly taking it into her mouth. "Umm, umm,
umm," was all the sound I could hear coming from her
mouth as her little head bobbed up and down my cock
shaft.
Needless to say my cock was rock hard by now and I
instinctively reached out to lay my hand on Gina's
thigh. She turned loose of my cock, which Amy now had
full control of with her mouth, grabbed my arm, and
pulled my and toward her cunt. Surprise, surprise. No
underwear of any sort. My hand ran right into a young
wet cunt. Instinctively I started to massage it.
I could feel that her lips were already swollen and the
entire area was well lubricated. By now, all reasoning
had left me, and I drove my middle finger right into
her cunt. As I did, her eyes rolled back in her head
and a long, soft moan escaped her lips.
Somehow, using my one free hand, I managed to maneuver
Amy into the same kneeling position on the couch that
Gina was in, and sure enough, my other hand found
another bare, wet, young pussy with swollen cunt lips.
I plunged a finger inside Amy. My reward was her taking
my cock even farther in her mouth.
Now each girl was really riding the finger I had in
each of them. I felt the cum start to stir in balls,
and start to make it's way up the shaft, when around
the corner Naomi appeared. All she was wearing was a
smile on her face.
"I see the girls have been taking good care of you,"
she piped up. "Now it's my turn."
She quickly moved to the couch and straddled my legs.
Amy's mouth came off my cock and Naomi moved upwards,
caught the head expertly at the entrance of her vaginal
canal, and plunged downward, engulfing my entire shaft.
I never missed a stroke on either Gina nor Amy, and
soon they were both moaning and carrying on as each
one's pussy got wetter and wetter.
Naomi was riding my rod with and fury and soon I was
filling her insides with load after load of hot, white
cum. I felt her start to squirt, and soon her juices
had flooded me and the couch.
Finally I fell back, exhausted. My rod was only semi-
hard now, and I let my fingers slide from each girls
cunt.
"Well, how did you like the supper we made?" Naomi
asked.
"God, that was some kind of great," I managed to reply.
"Well, girls" she winked at each of them. "If that was
great! He is really going to love our dessert, don't
you think?"
Somehow I knew that meant that later I was going to get
to fuck each one of these young minxes with mommies
blessing.
As I contemplated this, I felt my worn down cock
starting to rise to the occasion once again. As it
started to inflate, Gina lowered her head and took it
in her mouth.
Yeah, it was going to be hard to ever say goodbye to
this threesome.
END
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The author does not condone child abuse, this story is
meant as an erotic fantasy not real life. Anyone acting
out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to
many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a
fellow convict in their local prison.
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