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My Neighbor's Daughter
by David Jannsen (david.jannsen111@outlook.com)

***

Erin is my neighbor's daughter. She's 15 and a very 
attractive young woman. She also wants to lose her 
virginity and it doesn't look like I'm going to get much 
choice in the matter. (MfF, ped, inc, 1st, bi)

***

Part One

I was sitting in my office, at the back of the house, 
writing some memo for work and was interrupted by the 
doorbell. This happens and sometimes I find other 
people's lack of consideration for my privacy somewhat 
annoying. Not this time, the memo was just dumb as dog 
shit instructions for low level intellects, most of whom 
were managers. 

It's why I liked to work at home, I didn't have to 
tolerate their bullshit. I loved the x486 computer I had 
then, and the various design and drawing programs I 
needed for work. It means I have a ready excuse for only 
going into a stuffy office once or twice a week to deal 
with these people. 

I had a better computer setup than they had in the 
office, then. Don't get me wrong, nice people, mostly, 
just thick as bricks-which is why they have been 
promoted to management. They swallow management crap by 
the bucket loads, and regurgitate it word perfectly. No 
originality, no processing to sort it... Agghh enough! 
Let's get back to my doorbell. 

Opening the door, I saw standing there, Erin, my 
neighbor's daughter. She is about 5 foot 5 inches tall, 
light hair, but between brown and blonde, a honey blonde 
maybe, and a nice kid. I have known her all her life, 
her parents, Allie and George, moved into their house 
just before her older brother, Sean, was born. 

"Hi Erin," I said, "What's the matter?" 

"Hi David. Sorry to bother you, but the power has gone 
out in the house, Mom won't be home for hours and Sean 
has gone for the day. Can you help please?" 

"Sure," I laughed, "Be a pleasure." 

"Hope I wasn't interrupting anything important." She 
knew I worked from home, mostly, and I knew she wouldn't 
bother me if it wasn't important. 

"Nah, just some dull work stuff. Sounds like a fuse. 
Come in for a moment while I get my tools." These are 
the kinds of things I keep in the pantry, easy access. I 
have fixed Allie's fuses before so knew what to expect. 
"Come on, won't take long and you'll have power back 
before you know it." 

Grabbing my torch and tools, I followed her out the door 
and as she opened it and moved through it, I saw that 
she really was shapely, and a nice butt. I noticed for 
the first time she was filling out her tight shorts 
really well, nothing jiggled there. 

She turned into her drive and for a moment, I saw the 
swell of her breasts under a tight t-shirt. 34-C likely, 
walking straight through the front door, and then 
holding it open for me, I had a chance to look at her 
like I had never seen her before. 

Really nice tits, flat stomach, broad hips and a clearly 
outlined V at the junction of her legs. The front 
certainly looked even more promising than the rear. Erin 
is an attractive girl, not beautiful, but attractive. 
Square face, nice nose, full lips, and big blue eyes, 
the kind of eyes my mother had. 

Only, I hoped that unlike my mother, Erin would be 
unable to look into my soul and tell me everything I was 
getting wrong, that used to really creep me out about 
Mom, because she was always right. I must admit, Erin 
was quite fuckable. 

I knew where the fuse box was and went down into the 
basement, went straight to the fuse box and stopped. 
There was no fuse box, there was a new circuit breaker 
box instead. This was going to be even easier. 

I opened the door and looked in, finding only the main 
switch was in the Off position, nothing else was, so I 
didn't know why it tripped. I flicked it to On, saw the 
lights come back on and called to Erin to come down. 

"Something went wrong," I said when she stood alongside 
me. "The main switch was off. See that switch," pointing 
to it. Erin nodded so I said, "If you get a torch, come 
down here and check these switches, any of them down in 
the Off position, just ease them back to the On position 
and the power should work again." Erin nodded. 

"Can you tell me why they went off?" she asked, with a 
slight tremor in her voice. 

"No idea, but could be anything, even a surge from the 
grid, outside." I replied, "Don't worry about it, now 
you got one of these, you can fix it easily." 

"Um, okay, well... sorry to drag you out here for 
something so easily fixed," she apologized.

"Not at all, needed a break anyway," I laughed.

"Well, the coffee is still hot, if you would like to 
stay for a cup?" 

I didn't know Erin well at all, and thought, maybe it is 
about time I did, at least get to know her a bit better 
anyway. "Sure, love to. You go and pour the coffee, and 
I will just finish up here." 

All I really had to do was to close the cover of the 
circuit box, but it gave me a chance at considering a 
bit of history here. What did I know of this family? 

Allie, Erin's mother, and my wife, Mary, were friends 
and after Sean was born, she needed a lot of support. 

Allie's now ex- was a serious dick, I didn't like him 
much as he really had no idea of what being a husband 
and father really was. It requires commitment, and he 
just wouldn't do it. Oh he provided for them, even after 
he left. Allie, Sean and Erin didn't miss out, but he 
was emotionally indifferent to both her and his kids. 
Allie was a first time mother, living far from her own 
mother, she had little support network, so turned to 
anyone who would help. 

At first, she would call Mary for help with Sean, or 
talk for hours to her. Later, it became something would 
go wrong, fuses, light globes, leaky taps and so on, and 
she would need me. One day, I went in to fix a leaking 
tap and we ended up in her bed. That started an affair 
that is still going on. 

I call it an affair because we have sex, in a bed, but 
only occasionally. It is not a torrid thing, just 
whenever she wants it. She is good, too. I love her 
sucking my cock, she is good at it. When she cums, she 
makes a little mewling sound which is really cute. She 
is curvy, even after two kids, takes care of herself, 
and tastes good. She loves 69'ers, and the way my cock 
expands just before it cums. 

She says I fill her up, and the swelling just stretches 
her as I cum. She is relaxed about our affair, and will 
usually wait until she is alone in the house and Mary is 
out before she invites me over. Even before the dick 
left, she was not going to embarrass him by throwing an 
affair in his face. 

We have never been caught, no one knows about us. The 
gossips will talk anyway, but they are ignored. Listen 
to them and I am likely to be banging all the women in 
the street, and maybe a husband or two as well. Nah, 
Allie is the only one I am shagging, but not that often. 
As far as I know, the dick still does not know, and that 
is good. 

My marriage is solidly based, Mary is a lot more 
understanding and adventurous, we often shared lovers. 
We have never shared Allie, and I once asked if Mary 
could join us, but Allie declined and said she would be 
terribly upset if Mary knew, but that was a little late 
by then. 

Erin was born about a year after Allie and I started 
fucking, and she never said anything to me except for 
the fact she was pregnant. We continued our occasional 
affair and we had sex when Allie was six months gone, 
then the next time was after Erin was born, in fact the 
first time we fucked after that event, Erin was about a 
month old, and I had my dick in Allie while she had Erin 
suckling. 

I loved sucking Allie's tits, but she would not let me 
while she was feeding Erin. Allie loved having her tits 
sucked, while I was in her, so the only compromise was 
to feed Erin at the same time as I was fucking Allie. 
Allie told me later that that experience was the single 
most erotic thing we ever did, and whenever I sucked her 
nipples, she would cum really quickly on that thought. 

Out of the basement and into the kitchen where Erin was 
waiting, "Black, no sugar," she said, "Strong too. 
Right?" 

"Just how I like it," and accepted the cup she was 
holding out to me. We made small talk for a while and 
every now and again, Erin's voice would tremble, like 
she was scared of something. Perhaps she was a little 
nervous about having me in her kitchen, alone. 

There might be something she wanted to say, and not sure 
of how it would be received. I didn't want to push the 
point so finished the coffee and said, "Well, this has 
been a pleasant break, but I better get back to it and 
you can get back to doing what you were doing. Thanks 
for the coffee." 

"T-thanks for coming over me... I mean for me," she 
stammered. I stopped at her comment, and was about to 
laugh it off when she said, "Please stay for a bit... I 
was only reading some porn on the Internet." 

I looked at her, "Sorry? I didn't quite catch that." 

"David, I-dont-want-to-be-a-virgin-anymore!" she blurted 
out quickly. 

I blinked.

"Oh please, stay..." She seemed to get a grip.

"Erin!" I started, "Geez, what are you thinking?" There 
was not going to be anyway was I not going to continue 
this conversation. 

"I have been reading porn on the Internet, and I want to 
get laid, have sex. I don't want to read about it 
anymore, I want to do it!" 

Here was this 15 year old kid offering me her virginity. 
Mom was not going to be home for hours, her brother was 
out for the day, and she wants to fuck. What a day dream 
this is. Not that I had considered her a possible fuck 
at any time before, but it was just too good an offer to 
pass up.

So, I am a dirty old man, who cares? Always thought with 
my daughter, Chloe, that she started when she started, 
when she was 14 or so, maybe a bit younger, so who am I 
to quibble about 15? (I found out years later I was way 
off the mark here, as my story about Chloe and I, also 
in Kristen's Archive, explains.)

"Erin, think about it..." I started. "You..."

"I have," she interrupted me, "And I was reading this 
really horny story, it just turned me right on. I cannot 
wait any longer, it has to be today that I lose my 
maidenhood." 

That threw me, "maidenhead" sheesh, who talks like that 
anymore? Just some poor schmuck like DH Lawrence or 
similar, or maybe one of the older Victorian writers. 
She has been reading. 

"OK, so what have you been reading that got you so hot 
and bothered?" 

"Let me show you," she said, and we went into a small 
room set up with a computer. "Mom won't let us have one 
in our rooms, says they will keep us up all night. I 
restarted the computer while you were still in the 
basement."

She smiled, and I noted that she has a nice smile, good 
even teeth, and she smiles with her eyes, even in what 
is a stressful situation like this. She had no idea 
which way I was going to bounce, but I was certainly 
wanting to bounce on her, that's for sure. 

She had already logged in to this site on the Internet, 
and had brought up the story she had been reading. About 
losing virginity, but from the guy's view. This was in 
the early days of the Internet, when it was just Star 
Trek and porn that was driving it. 

"I found a few stories from the girl's view, but they 
are written by guys. Just nonsense, but they really do 
turn me on."

"Oh? How?"

"Well, I get a little wet... you know, down there. I can 
feel the butterflies in my stomach. I can get a little 
short of breath. And a really good story can make my 
nipples get harder. Not like the stories say, but just 
harder." 

"So what do you do about it?" 

"Depends. If I am alone here then I-I..." she stalled, 
her face blushing a little.

"Touch yourself?" I asked. She nodded. "That's perfectly 
normal, you feel excited and you want to do something 
about it." She nodded again. "Erin," I said, reaching 
out and taking her hand, "Then later you masturbate? 
Bring yourself off?" She nodded again. "But you really 
want someone else to do that for you, don't you?" She 
froze a little and her face went a bright red, then 
whispered, "Yes, I do." 

"That is all natural, and normal, nothing to be 
embarrassed about." I said quietly, earnestly. "We all 
react that way when we are aroused." 

I pulled her hand toward me and as she leaned forward, I 
moved to kiss her. She will just love the romance of it, 
I thought. I gently took hold of her shoulder and pulled 
her closer, making sure her body would feel mine, her 
breasts pushed against my chest, my lips on hers, and 
she responded. 

Yes! I thought, this is going to happen now! I know, 
cynical, cold-blooded bastard I am, taking advantage of 
a kid, wanting to get into her pants. I continued to 
kiss her, and she wrapped herself around me, hugging me 
closer. She was offering me an honor, and I was going to 
honor her offer, and then I was going to be on her and 
off her, and I was going to get off on her.

Erin came up for air, she was not an experienced kisser 
yet, but made a credible attempt I thought. I had run my 
hands down her back, feeling the bra strap. I cupped one 
of the cheeks of her ass in my hand, squeezing it 
gently, nice firm butt. Kissing her again, I ran my 
other hand to her waistline and put it up, under the t-
shirt, gently caressing the skin of her lower back. 

Slowly I guided my hand up the spine, and then, one 
handed, undid the clasp of her bra. I perfected this 
technique years ago with Mary, and it is a nice trick, 
saves time guys. You can't do it with all bras, but the 
narrow band ones, like Erin was wearing, only have two 
small clips, close together which makes it easier to get 
open one handed. 

Still kissing her, I ran my hand around to her front and 
began to rub the skin of her breast. If the bra is a 
rigid type, a strong underwire, this can get a little 
awkward, but the newer, softer bra allow for a better 
grope. I just kept kissing her, only to break to lift 
her t-shirt off and slide her bra down, out the way. As 
I did she kept kissing me back, her breath getting 
shorter, I rubbed her nipples, then bent to kiss them 
too. 

Mary told me that before she had children, her nipples 
were not that sensitive, but after, they were almost as 
sensitive as her clit. I didn't spend that much time on 
caressing or kissing those hardening nubbins, it was 
only a distracter to my opening her shorts, to get the 
zip down and to send them down to her ankles. 

She felt the fabric open and she stiffened a little, I 
think because of the unexpectedness of my movements. The 
intense and passionate kissing, the bare skin caressing, 
the clothes coming off were having an effect. I held her 
to me, and all that stood between me and her sex was her 
panties. 

I stopped then and said, "Want to take me to your room?" 

Erin nodded and led me by the hand to her room. I had 
never been in it before, and it was a girls room. There 
were frilly things about, and some cheap cosmetics on 
the dresser with a big mirror that reflected onto the 
bed. The bed itself was a standard single bed, which is 
OK, but not real good for fucking on. 

I saw a towel draped over the chair in front of the 
dresser so I grabbed that and put it on the bed. 

"What's that for?" Erin asked.

"It can get a little messy, the first time," I replied.

"Oh, I don't think so, I broke my hymen about a year 
ago, with a cucumber actually. Hurt like hell at the 
time, but I can use anything now, without any 
discomfort." 

"Ah," I thought, then asked the next question, "And you 
have never had sex before then?" 

"No, I said so," she replied, "I decided I was going to 
wait until I could have you as my first lover. Today is 
the first opportunity, and I want to take advantage of 
that." She gasped at the end of that sentence as I 
gently rubbed her panty covered mons. Even this 
conversation wasn't going to stop me fucking this girl. 

I eased her panties down and laid her back on the bed, 
her ass over the towel. "What made you think of me?" I 
must admit my ego jumped about 20 notches if I was 
purpose selected. 

"I wanted a man, not a boy. A drunken party, a back 
seat, no- no- no-" she stuttered as I began kissing the 
inside of her thighs, running my fingers softly up and 
down her legs, caressing the sensitive skin at the rear 
of her knees. "Not for me. Oooohh that is nice. And you 
have been... oohhh... my secret crush ahhh... for 
years," as her breathing became even more shallow. 

My hands were getting higher on her legs and my kisses 
deliberately avoided her mons, as I worked my way up her 
torso. I began sucking a hardened nipple. My fingers 
flicked over her labia and pushed the lips apart, 
seeking the nubbin of her clit. Finding it, I softly 
rubbed it in a circular motion, easily spreading the 
juices my fingers had picked up on their journey through 
her cunt. I hadn't penetrated her, but there was 
moisture aplenty in that tender gully.

"Oooohh, that feels nicer than when I do it," Erin 
gasped. I smiled around her nipple as I massaged her 
clit. "Ooohh! Ooohhh OOOOHHHH! AAARRRGGGGHHHHH!" I 
plunged my fingers down and finger fucked her for the 
first time as she reached a peak. She convulsed in an 
orgasm that made her skin flush, her eyes flutter her 
body arch. "WHAT THE FUCK...!!!" she screamed. "Awwhhh 
fu-u-u-c-c-k-k!" she cried, "WOW!!! I have never cum 
like that before. That was really strong!" she said 
between big gulps of breath. 

"Rest a moment, and get your breath back," I said gently 
as I moved up and kissed her. "That was good." I brought 
my hand up and licked my really wet, sticky fingers. 
"Here, taste this," as I started to put my fingers in 
her mouth. She licked for a moment and pulled her head 
away.

"Ugghh! You had those inside me and want me to lick 
them?" She asked. 

"Yes, I do." I said calmly. "I know it is something that 
you likely have never done before, but believe me, it is 
really erotic." She gave my fingers a tentative lick and 
didn't seem too enthusiastic about it though. "OK, it is 
something of an acquired taste." I didn't want to push 
the issue, that was something for later, maybe. 

Standing, I took my shirt off, then jeans quickly 
followed by my shorts. My cock was standing out, 
pointing straight at Erin. Her eyes widened as she saw 
how big it is. "Jeez! It looks big!" 

"Not much bigger than average actually," I said, but at 
a little less than seven inches long and a nice handful 
thick, it did what I wanted it to do. "You can touch it 
if you like." 

Erin tentatively reached out and took it in her hand. 
"Not too tight," I said, "That's better, now just move 
your hand along it, slide over the skin." She started 
pulling my dick in little movements. "Make longer 
strokes and on the up stroke, make sure your hand goes 
over the edge of the knob." 

She started doing that, slowly at first but a little 
faster as her confidence grew. She got a nice rhythm 
going and for a first timer, she was showing some 
promise. Future boyfriends will like her, for sure. 

"Oh yeah, that's good, just like that," I said, "keep a 
steady stroke, but be careful, unless you want it on 
you, you just gotta watch it." 

"Oh, you mean the semen, your cum?" 

"Yes, that is what I mean. From any guy you do this to. 
You are a quick learner, that's for sure." I let her 
carry on for a couple of minutes, but her arm got tired 
and the stroke became somewhat ragged, still, she kept 
at it. "Ooohh that will do nicely, now, the next bit," I 
said. 

I gently pushed her down across the bed, with her legs 
over the side and her virginal vagina close to the edge. 
Grabbing a pillow for my knees, (well, there is no sense 
in being uncomfortable when eating is there), I started 
working my way up her legs from her ankles. I would 
usually start from her toes, but I could see she was 
already in a highly aroused state. Her pussy lips were 
swollen, puckered in all the right ways. The glints of 
light reflecting of the accumulated moisture there were 
really sexy. 

Erin had not done much with her pubes, they looked like 
they had never been trimmed, or shaved. This is just the 
way I like 'em, so I can pick the hair out of my teeth 
later. They were a little darker than her hair, but were 
springy and while not fine, not overly heavy either. 

Kissing her thighs again, I began to lick the inner 
thigh and worked my way to her vagina. She jumped at the 
first touch of my tongue, pushing me off her. 

"Ooohhh you can't do that!" she said.

"Why not?" I asked, "You would have read about someone 
going down on a girl, or sucking a dick?"

"Yeah," she replied, "But-" 

"But nothing," I broke in. "All you do is lie back and 
enjoy it. It is the most amazing pleasure. I love doing 
it, and you will love getting it, believe me. It is a 
very loving thing to do for your partner." 

"But it's nasty! I always skipped over those bits in 
stories." 

"Not at all. It's fun, you'll see. For the moment, just 
relax and let me give you pleasure." I really wasn't 
expecting her to resist, nor was I expecting her to suck 
my dick. It takes a while for someone to get used to the 
idea of oral sex, let alone trying it, no matter how 
much they read about it. 

I eased Erin back down, onto the bed, her legs spread in 
front of me. I went back to kissing her thighs, to 
softly scraping my fingers over her skin, and when her 
breathing became more shallow, I restarted my lip-trek 
to her cunt. 

Ultimately, I placed my mouth over her mons and stabbed 
at her clit with my tongue. I licked all over her pussy, 
spreading the labia with my tongue, and plunging into 
her love canal. I tasted the yummy juice of youth, 
freely flowing in her arousal. I could smell her very 
essences, filling my mouth with her soft skin and my 
nose being teased by those wonderfully silken pubes. 

While I concentrated on her clit, my fingers invaded 
her. I pushed a finger inside her, feeling the slickness 
of that tight canal as it wrapped itself around my 
digit. Poking it in and pulling it out, I finger fucked 
her slowly, then with an increasing speed as I attacked 
her clit with my tongue, trying to get the actions in 
unison.

It wasn't long before she started rocking her hips, 
trying to get more of herself into my mouth. I pulled my 
finger out as I concentrated on her clit then, wiping it 
over and over again with my tongue. She surged at my 
mouth, pushed her hips into me while gasping and moaning 
and grunting all at the same time as she came for the 
second time. 

I left the clit and pushed my tongue into her vaginal 
opening as deep as I could get it. In and out, now 
tongue fucking her, forcing her to remain on the crest 
of her orgasm for a little longer. I then went back to 
her clit, again pushing her toward another climax. 

All through his, my hands had not been idle. I was 
caressing her slit, finger fucking her with one hand, 
while my other hand was continuing to touch her legs, 
her waist, as far as I could reach up to her breasts, 
then back down again. 

Occasionally I would touch her in a place and she would 
contract the muscles with a gasp, then relax as I ran my 
hand over it. All this was achieving was sensitizing the 
skin for more attention later. For me, it is important 
that before intercourse occurs, I make sure I do run my 
hands over those areas one more time. 

It wasn't long before she came to my tongue a second 
time, louder and more strongly. She pushed herself into 
my mouth hard and pulled my head at the same time, 
squashing our lips together. I barely had enough room to 
get my tongue into her canal to taste her wonderful cum. 
I wanted to get that sticky, sweet tasting liquid 
smeared on my face, my lips, the inside of my mouth as 
quickly as I could. She son let go of my head and I was 
able to get what I wanted. 

Using my hands on her now, I softly touched all those 
areas she jumped at earlier as I moved up her body. I 
suckled each nipple, making her gasp and coo, while 
running the fingers of one hand over her flank and 
holding myself up with the other. I then kissed her, and 
wiped my tongue over her lips, and then inside her 
mouth. She responded well here, and even sucked my 
tongue a little. 

I broke here and gently said, "Now your turn." 

"What? To suck your dick?" 

"Only if you want to. But more importantly, are you on 
the Pill? Or do you have a condom?"

"Yes, a condom." She reached over to her lamp stand, 
opening the drawer and reached in, pulling out a silver 
packet she held it up to me.

"OK," I said, "You are going to have to do this." 

"Why? Can't you do it?"

I could feel the moment slipping away, but I insisted. 
"I know how to do it, but have you ever done it?" She 
shook her head, and her tits just shimmied - what a 
sight- my cock just jumped when that hit it. 

"I'll talk you through it. Look, the modern condoms are 
better but the still break if they are not put on 
correctly, and do you really think some horny boy, all 
excited and rushing, is going to put it on right? You 
going to trust that to happen? Every time?" 

I could see she was thinking about it, and she saw the 
sense in it, she relented. "So, what do I do?" 

"First, you need a bit of moisture on the head of my 
cock. Makes it easier to get over the knob." It doesn't, 
I just wanted to see if she would put my cock in her 
mouth or if she would do the obvious and lick her 
fingers to wipe over my cock. To my delight, she did 
neither. Reaching down, she scooped some of the cum from 
her pussy and, taking my cock in her other hand, she 
smeared her juice on the knob. 

Then she did something unexpected, she leaned forward 
and took the knob into her mouth. It wasn't there long, 
and when she pulled away, a string of my juices 
connected my dick and her mouth, and a brief moue of 
distaste. Oh well, too much to ask. 

She savored the taste of the mixture of herself and me a 
little then asked what she should do next. She followed 
the instructions I gave her, opening the pack, finding 
the cup, making sure there was no air in it, then eased 
it over my dick, rolling it down. 

Actually, that was quite sensual, the way she did it, 
even if there was no experience. Her touch was like a 
feather, and while I have always found condoms tight to 
put on, and tight at the base, she did it without it 
distracting me, which is what usually happens. 

When she was done, I again gently pushed her back down, 
lengthwise on the bed, and again slowly touched her, 
masturbated her, sucked her nipples, kissed her and 
plunged my fingers into her. When she gasped, and my 
fingers slid into her easily, I moved over her, 
spreading her legs opening her virginal slit to my now 
rampaging cock. 

I lay on her, my cock pressing against her, feeling the 
heat of her stimulated cunt. I kissed her, long and 
hard, then moved forward, a little, and at that moment, 
the knob of my cock entered her and she gasped as it 
filled her. 

"Aaaahhh!" she sighed, "Yes, that's it, that's what I 
want!" 

I pushed in a little more, again she gasped, then I just 
plunged into her as deep as I could. "Oooohhh fuck me! 
Fuck me!" she cried. She drew her knees up allowing me 
to get in as deep as I could, and I pressed into her. 
Her rhythm was not meeting mine, inexperience after all, 
then out again, rocking into her, then out and plunging 
in that endless dance of life since the dawn of time. 

I was lost in the rhythm and the movement, helping her 
improve her responses, and slowly the urgency of my 
fucking her increased. Closer and closer I got to 
cumming, faster and faster I moved, pumping my cock in 
and out, in and out. 

I had already lost track of time, wasn't listening for 
anything else, just tied up in Erin's sex, displaced 
myself a little. Movement, movement, in, out, and her 
responding, up and down, she wrapped her legs around me 
but too tightly, so when I moved out, she lifted with 
me, when I thrust in, her ass pounded the bed. I didn't 
care, I was just concentrating on lasting as long as I 
could, fucking this wonderfully tight pussy. But all 
good things must come to an end. 

I could feel the swell of imminent ejaculation in my 
balls, and as I grunted a last "Aarrgghh!" it was 
followed by a "Cumming-Cumming NOW!" as I shot into the 
french letter wrapped around my cock. Once, twice, three 
time I spurted, then a forth, as I continued to pump 
into the condom. While not my favorite thing to do with 
my cum, it was still a pleasurable experience. 

Gasping for air, collapsed on top of her, and spent, I 
took my time to get off and squeeze onto my side without 
falling off the single bed. Holding each other, I kissed 
and caressed her, with that same gentle trailing of my 
fingers over her skin. She loved that. I then talked her 
through how to remove the condom without spilling a lot 
of its contents. She tied it off, then just dropped it 
at the side of her bed. We snuggled up to each other 
and, between kisses and hugs, and touches, we talked. 

"OK, now you want to tell me, why me?" I asked, just 
inches from her face, her naked body aligned with mine, 
a leg over my hip. I would likely be entering her if I 
got hard again, as it stiffened up. 

"Well, honestly?" she asked, I nodded, "You won't get 
upset or anything?" 

"Not at all, not after what we have just done." I meant 
it too. 

"First, I am not joking, you were my secret crush. 
Remember when you were building the fence? I watched you 
for two days and I knew that I was in love with you from 
then. No idea what it meant, but silly little girls have 
secret loves." 

She stopped and squirmed at my touch. 

"Then, about a year ago, after Dad left, I came home 
from somewhere early, and I caught you. You... and mom, 
having sex... in her bed." 

I felt my heart pick up and my breath stopped. 

"I came home early, but then got out of there, mom said 
nothing, even so, I think she didn't see me and you were 
too busy fucking her. She was really loving it too, the 
way she was fucking you back, and I wanted that to be me 
under you. I was just so jealous of mom, she was getting 
what I didn't know I wanted until then." 

A connection made, "The cucumber?" 

"That very night actually - and I have been masturbating 
to that scene ever since. Anyway, I was more careful 
after that, I didn't want mom to be upset that I knew. 
But I already knew anyway, I just didn't want to believe 
it until I saw it for myself." 

"Oh?" I replied, somewhat dumbfounded as I thought we 
were being real careful. "Well, go on, you can't not 
finish that statement now. How did you already know?" 

"Um, I heard mom and dad arguing, just before he left." 
In a matter of fact tone she said, "It was one of those 
really bitchy arguments they used to have. He said 
something about her being a slut. She said something 
about him not being anywhere near the man you were." 

That rocked me, George did know, but at least he had the 
grace to not say anything. 

"Then she went on and told him that you were my father, 
not him." 

WHAT?!

"What? I'm your father?" I just about fell off the bed. 
And I had just fucked her, and she knew? I sat up and 
she said, "Oh, Mom used to say things like that to dad 
just to hurt him, so he could show her he felt 
something, but he never did." Lying down, I shrugged my 
shoulders, maybe it wasn't true. 

"But...but..." I spluttered. 

"Look, dad never has an emotion, he is never angry, 
never sad, never happy, rarely laughs even though he 
smiles a lot. Its painted on, that smile-I actually hate 
it-it is so phony." She picked it too, but she couldn't 
put a name to it. I could, and it was an unpleasant 
name. "You know, he practices laughing, but he doesn't 
quite get it right. I know he sometimes drives around, 
or spends a day with a pencil jammed in his jaws to push 
the muscles in his face into a smile." 

"Mmmm, all parents have shortcomings, but we love them 
anyway." 

"Anyway, if dad ever does a paternity test on me, the 
results will not make any difference to him either way." 
she said, somewhat bitterly. 

Then I had the realization, I really was her father- 
then she said, "But you didn't know that I am your 
daughter, did you?" 

"No. Your mother never said a word about it, so I don't 
know. I did wonder, at first, but..." Fuck, it wasn't 
important enough to me to ask. If I said that, it would 
not help her self esteem at all. 

"That was really why I wanted you as my first lover. If 
you knew, you would refuse, even if I was stark naked 
right in front of you. I would have been if you hadn't 
accepted, you know, just stripped right there."

"Please, I didn't know anything about this." 

"I didn't think you knew, that is why this, my father, 
my first lover. Don't be too upset, you may have 
provided the sperm, but really you are no more my father 
than George."

"How can you be sure?

"I looked at my health records. My blood group is AB." 
She waited, while the significance of that remark sunk 
in. "Mom and Dad are both Type O."

I let by breath out, shocked at the revelation. I am 
Type AB. Shocked at discovering a daughter, a neighbor, 
and I never knew. I then realized, I really had just 
fucked my own daughter. I felt sickened at that. 

"Oh, that upset you does it?" Erin said. "Don't let it, 
I really enjoyed you masturbating me, eating me and then 
fucking me. I want to do it again, and again." 

"But... we can't... I mean... incest is illegal." 

"And... your problem is?" she paused, "Who will know? 
Sean? Mom? Mary? The only other one who knows you are my 
father is not saying anything... and she won't-ever. 
That's a promise."

Fuck me! I thought, here is this 15 year old kid 
commanding silence? 

About a month later, I found out how she was able to do 
it. 



Part Two

I had some real issues I could not discuss with anyone. 
I had been seduced by, or rather, I eagerly allowed 
myself to be seduced by, or maybe I was a dirty old man 
who would fuck a 15 year old, and she turned out to be 
my own daughter. I didn't know about the relationship, 
it was a serious shock to me, I can tell you. I really 
enjoyed fucking her too, right up to the moment she told 
me of her paternity. 

The next few days were perhaps the most difficult days I 
had had, emotionally, in my life to that point. Mary 
knew there was something wrong, but I couldn't tell her. 
I just put it down to work and spent more time in the 
office than at home. Made the story look better, but my 
work output dropped. 

I found myself getting very short with people, 
intolerant of their foibles, and it was noticeable. Mary 
asked and I had to lie to her. I don't like lying to 
her, but the problems I had at work were actually 
minimal, just I made them out to be larger, and the 
names I was mentioning were known to Mary as people for 
whom I had little professional respect. She bought it, 
well, she never mentioned not buying it, and was patient 
with me. 

I stayed home after the weekend, the summer break on, 
but Mary was working still, and Erin was on holidays. 
Finally, the doorbell rang, and Erin was at the door. I 
nearly didn't let her in, but I needed to talk to her, 
even with a deal of trepidation, I sat her down in the 
kitchen, and made her a coffee, we had already fucked so 
a coffee wasn't going to make it worse. 

"I am not handling this well, Erin," I started. 

"I am not asking you to handle it at all, David. I know 
I don't mean much to you." - to which I protested- 
"really, please, we had no real relationship until last 
week, you knew who I was, but I bet that is all you 
knew. Oh, this is going badly." 

"Erin..." 

"No, don't say anything, yet. Let me get out what I need 
to say first, please." I subsided, giving myself a 
chance at ordering my thoughts. 

"I know you think it was a dirty trick, getting you into 
my bed. You didn't know, but I did," she started, "I 
really did mean it when I said I had a crush on you, 
still do really. It also meant that I been fantasizing 
about you ever since I first knew what men and women get 
up to. I always wanted you to be the first man to love 
me. When I found out you were my father, I was 
devastated, because I thought it would never happen. I 
had to trick you, it was, for me the only way to find 
out if you knew for sure or not. 

"The incest thing, its meaningless. It is a taboo for 
you, but for me it is a nonsense. I meant it when I said 
you may have been the donor, but even though he is a 
cold fish, George is the only one I will call "dad". He 
doesn't understand anyway, there has never been an 
emotional attachment, and he is not financially 
responsible for us, mom earns enough for us. He is 
paying into Sean's college fund, but not mine, mom is 
doing that, and no-one will ever ask you to contribute. 
Even though both Chloe and Peter are now finished 
college, you will not be asked."

I hadn't even thought about that, but I would help 
anyway. My kids, Peter and Chloe, are off on their own 
lives now, and we only see them on weekends, but that'll 
change when they have kids of their own. 

"I am not asking you to take any responsibility here, 
this is all mine. I hope you enjoyed yourself, fucking 
me, because I want to do it again." 

"Erin, I can't..." I started, but even that was 
unconvincing, there was no father-daughter emotional 
attachment, she was right. The only resistance I was 
getting was from my own innate sense of taboo, social 
demands that tell me parents don't fuck their kids. 

"Pregnancy is not an issue, I went on the Pill two days 
ago, and while we still have to use condoms for a while, 
eventually, we won't." 

I said nothing, so she went on, "I really do want to 
learn how to fuck properly, to do for someone else what 
you did for me the other day. And what better thing can 
a father do for his daughter, teach her something 
useful." 

I still said nothing. "What's more," she continued, "I 
been reading more, and the reality seems that incest is 
nowhere near the issue it was." 

"In porn perhaps, but in real life?" I asked, "Things 
are always going to happen, just I didn't expect them to 
happen to me." 

"Tell me that you didn't enjoy having me the other day? 
Tell me you hated fucking me." 

"I-I... can't, because it was great. You were good, 
inexperienced, but really willing and enthusiastic. You 
smell good and taste better..." I stopped there because 
Erin pulled out a silver packet from her pocket and put 
it on the table. 

"Go on, please, I didn't want to interrupt." 

"Jesus!" I said, "Look, fact is, it is my perception of 
right and wrong here that is causing me problems. 
Fucking my daughter falls into the wrong side."

"I am not Chloe, so I am not your daughter." She took 
her t-shirt off displaying that excellent pair of tits. 
Firm and soft, full with well proportioned aureoles and 
standing nipples. "It is not you who is seducing me, by 
the way, it is me seducing you." She stood and opened 
her shorts, letting them fall to the floor. Her panties 
fell smoothly and she stepped out of them, coming to my 
side of the table, holding the condom in her hand. "And 
I am going to pinkmail you into fucking me again." 

"Pinkmail?" 

"Yes." She sat on the table in front of me, and opened 
her luscious legs so I could see the pink of the 
internal labia lips. "Pinkmail." She spread those 
aroused lips with her fingers and reached out with her 
other hand, pulling my face down, onto her obviously 
moist vagina. 

I didn't surrender to her pinkmail, I took hold of her 
tits in both hands, forcing her hand from the back of my 
head. "You sexy slut!" I said, "It wouldn't matter what 
I said would it? You wanted to fuck and that is all 
there is to it." She nodded. "Well, I did enjoy myself 
the other day, I loved my cock inside you, and I don't 
think I really care if you are my daughter or not. I 
will fuck you again, right now, in fact." 

I stood and undid the belt on my jeans, opened the 
button and zip and dropped them and my boxers in one 
single action. I grabbed the condom, then, ripping the 
pack open with my teeth, I rolled the condom on to my 
rigid tool and within seconds I was inside Erin, pumping 
her, filling her cunt with my cock. There was nothing 
pretty here, just outright lust. 

She was really aroused so just fucking her without any 
foreplay was exactly the right thing to do here. I am 
just the right height to fuck a woman on the table, 
fortunately, otherwise it could be a very damaging 
process, and not just my ego either.

And she fucked me back. She pumped her hips, this time 
in a little better rhythm with mine. My cock went in and 
filled her, then out her muscles collapsing around the 
knob of my dick as I pulled back, then opened as my cock 
rammed into her again and again. Her moans and sighs 
increased in urgency when I gripped her ass, pulling her 
to me, and she reached down rubbing her clit as I fucked 
her. 

It only seemed like seconds when she squealed her 
cumming, and the muscles in her love canal gripped my 
cock head, demanding it spew forth it own sweet nectar. 
I couldn't hold on any longer and just let my balls 
shoot their precious fluids into the condom, and I just 
kept pumping until the last of it was done. 

But that wasn't enough. I pulled out of her, gripping my 
cock, sliding the filled rubber packet off my cock. I 
tied its end off and put it aside, thinking I was going 
to have to make sure it disappeared soon, certainly 
didn't want that around when Mary got home. I pulled the 
chair back in, from where it slid when I stood up, then 
sat back down. I leaned forward and started tonguing 
Erin's really wet snatch. 

It tasted a little condomish, the oils from the french 
letter coated her labia lips, mixed with the juices 
produced by her own excitement. She was really wet as I 
plunged my tongue into where my cock had been a minute 
before. Then licking and gumming her clit she worked 
into a sexual frenzy, threshing her head about pumping 
her hips into my mouth as she came again. 

I licked as best I could then plunged the first two 
fingers of my hand deep into her. She jumped but then 
thrust back down onto them and seemed disappointed when 
I withdrew them. Reaching up, I poked them into her 
mouth and this time, she just sucked them. Maybe she was 
now ready to suck on my cock for a while.

Turning the chair a little, I lifted her off the table, 
not ordinarily easy, but in my own sexual frenzy, I was 
Hercules. I put her down right in front of the chair and 
sat down. I then reversed the situation, and said, "Suck 
it, make me hard again." 

Clearly, Erin was not happy about that, but she did 
start by licking up some of my cum, "Mmm a little tarty, 
but not really as dreadful as I imagined." She went back 
to licking my tool. She worked her way up to the knob, 
and, after hesitating for a moment, she put the knob 
into her mouth. 

"Ooohh that's good," I said, "Now using your tongue, 
wipe it around the knob, just like I do to your clit." 
She did that, and slowly I could feel life coming back 
into my cock. 

"OOoooohhhh yeah... ni-I-I-ice! Now, take more into your 
mouth, slowly, and not too much. When you think you have 
enough, then suck in a little and pull back up." She did 
that too, pursing her cheeks so that they ran over the 
head of my rapidly hardening cock. "Slowly, but try to 
take as much in as you can, without gagging." Erin did 
this and then she mistimed it and took too much in. The 
gag reflex was too much and she dry retched. 
Disappointing, but at least she did as I asked. 

She then took my cock in her mouth again, and while not 
the greatest head job I have had, she was showing she 
was more willing to learn now. So what happened? I 
wondered.

Over the next few weeks, until Erin returned to school 
we fucked, not every day, but at least twice a week. She 
became more adroit and receptive of pleasure, she showed 
real talent in the giving of pleasure. She came in one 
day and just sucked my cock. She wouldn't let me fuck 
her, on her period she said, so that was the first time 
she made me cum in her mouth. 

Again, she had shown real improvement in her technique, 
and while she wasn't deep-throating me, she could still 
spend the time, have the energy to suck me off. On the 
last days before going back to school, Erin came over to 
invite me to her place that evening. 

Evening came, I made my apologies to Mary and I went and 
knocked on the door of my neighbor. Allie came to the 
door, greeted me and, in her usual manner made me feel 
welcome, inviting me in. 

"Sean is out camping with friends so won't be back until 
the weekend." Allie informed me, then, "Erin told me she 
was inviting you here tonight, but not why. Any 
guesses?" 

My heart jumped into my mouth, and I thought, Fuck, dead 
meat. "Oh, maybe, but I think I better not say anything, 
I have no idea what is in her head." 

"She's fifteen, so probably not a lot, boy bands and the 
like I imagine. Although, she has been growing up a lot 
lately."

We went into the lounge, sat and Erin came in. She came 
to her mom and hugged her, and I mean hugged her. Not in 
a daughterly way, but in a far more sensual manner. Then 
she said "Hi," to me and hugged me, "Thank you for 
coming" she went on, as did the hug and again, it was 
not in a friendly way, it was obviously a far more 
intimate hug. Allie's eyebrows jumped to her hairline, 
then her look turned somewhat suspicious. 

"Mom," Erin started, "sit down, the both of you." Allie 
went to sit in a single chair and Erin said, "On the 
sofa mom, next to David." Allie's look changed again, 
this time to a worried, startled rabbit, caught in the 
glare of a hunter's spotlight. She sat.

"Okay, starting at the beginning. First, I know that you 
have a sexual relationship." Allie jumped, but I knew 
that Erin knew, and George, Allie's ex- and I surmised 
that Sean knew too. "So does Sean." Allie started 
tensing, but I took her hand quickly, before she could 
move any further. I also thought I knew where this was 
going and there was a sense of resignation, and relief, 
it would be out in the open. 

"It's OK," I said, "We knew they would find out sooner 
or later." 

"What I have known for a couple of years is that David 
is my real father, mom." 

I could feel Allie welling up, the shock of her most 
important secret was out in the open. "But-but-"

"I know mom, I saw my health records and both you and 
dad are blood Type O, and I am a Type AB. I know enough 
of genetics to know that George is not my father, 
therefore, it has to be David." 

I put my arm around Allie's shoulders, and gave her 
reassurance that it was alright. I then understood why I 
was there, to hold Allie while being confronted with the 
truth. "I knew about a month ago," I said, "Erin told me 
about it, and I had to confirm, I am AB." 

"And my guess, mom, would be the new DNA tests would 
prove it beyond doubt." This confused me a bit, I hadn't 
heard about DNA testing, but I stayed quiet. Allie 
nodded, so it was true, Erin is my daughter. 

"Good, now we got that out the way, I want you to 
realize that David may be my real father, it is George 
who will always be known as my father- neither of which 
is going to change. So, let's clear the air a bit. Mom?"

For the next half hour or so we talk around those 
issues. Erin made it clear that she wasn't accepting 
anything from me, and Allie apologized for not telling 
me the truth fifteen years ago, and I told Erin that I 
had about $10,000 left in Chloe's college account that 
she wasn't going to use, so I would happily turn it over 
to Allie for the same purpose. 

Both of them were very surprised, and tried to reject 
it, but the bottom line is that going to college now is 
a lot more expensive than it was just two years ago when 
Chloe graduated, and it wasn't going to get cheaper. I 
then told them it wasn't a sense of fatherhood, or 
responsibility, or guilt, or any of those things, but 
just to add a little help in their lives. I was lying of 
course, it was all those things, and in the darkest 
reaches of my heart, I suspect it was also guilt payment 
for the sex that Erin and I have been having. 

"OK," Erin went on. "Mom, I am glad I went on the pill, 
because two weeks ago I had sex."

Wait a minute, two weeks? A month ago, so she is talking 
about someone else? I couldn't help a stab of jealousy 
here. 

"What? Do you think I should know that?" 

"Yep, I sure do, because it was with Sean." 

"FU-U-U-CKK!" Allie cried, "Your brother?" 

"Half brother mom," she replied calmly. "And after last 
night, I don't think you should be objecting." 

Last night? What happened last night?

Allie shut up like a clam. She just collapsed into 
herself. Her head was shaking and I wondered just what 
the fuck was going on here. Then it dawned on me, Sean 
was away with his friends, had been all week. Allie and 
Erin were home alone, and Erin did say that the only 
other person who knew I was her father would never say 
anything, so, I wondered. 

"That is not all, mom. The night I found out for sure 
you and David were actually fucking, I took a cucumber 
out of the fridge and used it to break my hymen." Allie 
was starting to look a little punch drunk by this. 
"Besides, I could just smell the sex, every time. It was 
just so - so - sexy. I would masturbate like crazy." 

"Erin!" Allie finally said, "I don't think that David 
needs to hear this!" 

"Well, maybe not, but he has already, so it doesn't 
matter." Allie jumped and looked at me. I must admit I 
squirmed a little, well a lot, at that look. 

"Mom, don't worry about it, David is really cool about 
it all. We have had some really good talks about sex." 

"You been talking to Erin about sex? For fuck's sake, 
she is only fifteen!" 

"Well," I replied, "In my own defense, I was 12 when I 
had sex for the first time, you were thirteen, Mary was 
older, but 18, and Chloe, well, not sure but I suspect 
she was only 14. So 15 is not too young, and you know 
it. Besides, you know that when a girl thinks she is 
ready she is going to go for it, no matter what anyone 
else says." I finished with a quiet, "But she never is, 
really." 

"And I wasn't coerced, or talked into it, if anything it 
was the other way round." Oh shit! I thought, this is 
where I get fucked good and proper. 

"There was no way was he going to get away from me. 
Doesn't matter who, mom, but I was out of my clothes 
before he had his shirt off." True, but not the whole 
truth. "And I did it willingly." 

Allie was disconcerted by this, but you could see her 
making connections, "Good fuck was she?" she asked me. 

"Mom-!"

"Oh Jesus, enough of the bullshit, Erin." I said, 
somewhat annoyed, "You mother is quite bright and you 
been dropping clues since you started this conversation. 
Yes, Allie, it was me, and she is a very loving and 
really sexy young woman. I take it that you didn't 
escape her allure last night either?" 

"David!" Erin said.

"Yes, Erin, enough of the bullshit." Allie said. "I went 
to bed and Erin joined me, and we had sex. I was horny, 
and really wanted you over here, but did not know that 
Erin already knew, nor that you two have been fucking." 

"Well, I didn't realize you were into women." 

"Yes, -no - not really. but I was really horny and Erin 
walked in on me just as I had the vibrator out." 

"The same one-" Allie nodded. I knew that toy, having 
bought it for her a couple of years ago. "So did you use 
it on Erin too? Each other?" Again Allie nodded. ""Wow.. 
who would have thought... Would love to have seen that." 
I said.

Erin looked at me and said dryly, "And why else do you 
think you are here tonight?" 

Allie jumped and said "NO!, No way!"

"Yes mom, way," Erin said, "It's bad enough we are both 
fucking the same man, but to not share him at the same 
time, that is just ...erm... neglectful." 

"Erin, your mother refused a three way with Mary," I 
said, "Years ago, and I never followed it up. So what 
makes you think her attitude is any different now?" 

"Because, years ago, she hadn't had sex with another 
woman, now she has. And for my first time, too, it was 
actually brilliant. Nearly as good as it was with you 
that first time." 

"Oh?" 

Erin took Allie by the hand and pulled her to her feet, 
hugged her, kissed her like a lover, then began to 
undress her. Allie was not really cooperative, but was 
not objecting. Looking over her mother's shoulder, Erin 
eyeballed me to come and join her. Standing up behind 
Allie, I hugged her from behind and kissed her on the 
neck. Allie leaned back into me and I knew it was going 
to be alright. 

Within moments she was naked and I got another chance to 
touch those wonderful parts of her. From behind I cupped 
her breasts and kissed her neck as Erin suckled her 
nipples. My cock was super hard, trying to make a tent 
in my jeans. 

"Ooohh, I can feel his cock so hard on my ass. Want to 
let it run free?" Allie said. 

Erin lifted her head and looked at me, smiling "Oh yeah, 
free until I can trap it inside me - at either end." 

"I saw it first darling, be patient." 

"Yes, but you had it lots, let me catch up, mom!" 

"Ladies!" I said, "There will be plenty to go round." 

"Oh there better be, big boy!" Allie said as she rounded 
on me and in moments, I was as naked as she was. 

Erin tossed her clothes off and the three of us were 
hugging and kissing and touching, standing in the 
lounge. Erin got on her knees and sucked my cock, as I 
masturbated Allie. I pulled out of her mouth and lay 
down on the floor, motioning Allie to come and sit on my 
face, which she did, as Erin sucked my cock. 

Lost in the folds of her vaginal lips, I tongued her as 
hard and as fast as I could and was rewarded with the 
ooohhs and aaahhs of a woman enjoying sex. I could feel 
the heat growing from within the love canal. In the 
meantime, Erin had continued to suck my cock, her lips 
wrapped tightly around it and consistently brushing the 
ridge at the base of the knob. Practice does make 
perfect, she was getting better, that's for sure. 

Usually I can ignore getting head, especially when I am 
giving it, which is why I love 69'ers, they go on 
forever for me, and I was doing this here. Soon Allie 
drove her entire vagina into me, as I slurped her cunt, 
cumming hard she wailed her orgasm to all who could 
hear. 

"OOOhhh fuck!" She cried, "You know how sexy it is 
watching another woman sucking a cock while being eaten 
out. Swap, my darling." Allie got off my face, and as 
they changed places, Allie kissed Erin, whoa, so sexy, 
touching her breasts, "Enjoy his tongue."

Erin settled on my face and Allie, knowing what I like, 
set to with a will. Fuck, she is good. Erin pushed 
herself down onto my tongue and having pleasured her 
like that a number of times recently, I knew what to do 
with her to bring her off really quickly. There is 
nothing like this, a woman at both ends at the same 
time, or maybe a guy and a woman, never having tried two 
guys. Allie is not her daughter, she is a much more 
accomplished cock sucker, I can tell you. It really is 
hard work trying to ignore the sensational head job 
Allie gives, but I must, for later. 

It wasn't long before Erin came on the ministrations of 
my tongue, like Allie, she squealed and grunted at the 
same time, makes for a very unusual sound, but only when 
they cum. Erin slumped then moved off of my face, to 
join Allie in sucking my cock. I was somewhat relieved, 
the break I got as they moved my rigid pole between 
their mouths gave me some small respite from their 
stimulations. 

After a few minutes, Allie motioned to me that is was 
time for some serious fucking. She moved to be on all 
fours and just looked at me. I smiled and said, "Erin, 
get under there and suckle, just like you used to." Erin 
was only too happy to oblige and scooted around so that 
she could suck on mom's tits while mom was sucking hers. 
I moved into position and slid easily into Allie's now 
dripping love slot. 

A few short strokes, followed by several rally deep 
strokes Allie was on the edge of cumming again. I felt a 
flicker of fingers over her clit and assumed they were 
Erin's. Allie grunted and squealed as she went over the 
edge again. I could feel the tension and release of her 
muscles wrapped around my plunging stalk as she came. 

I was buried deep in Allie and saw Erin squirming as she 
moved further under Allie, then felt her head bumping on 
my thighs. Pulling out Erin appeared under Allie's open 
legs and lifted her mouth to where my cock had just 
left, her eyes smiling as Allie shivered with delight, 
feeling Erin's tongue inside her. Allie dipped her head 
and the movement of these two gorgeous women in a 69'er 
became just so erotic.

Not wanting to miss out, I dipped my head and began to 
kiss Allie on her butt, and was quickly tonguing her 
asshole. Allie shuddered at the unexpected contact, and 
moaned her pleasure. I had never seen Allie like this 
before, she was in a super heightened state of sexual 
arousal. She was cumming over and over again. The 
squeals of pleasure were just continuous one on top of 
the other. I was sure that it wasn't me doing that, my 
bar was getting a little chilled as the lovely juices 
that Allie had covered it in evaporated, and even with 
my tongue on her ass, that wasn't enough. 

Soon, Allie just collapsed in a heap of quivering sexual 
ecstasy. She lay on her side, so I quickly slid into her 
place, my cock finding Erin's mouth and my lips 
devouring her labia. I rolled us onto our sides then 
over again, so I was on my back with Erin sucking my 
shaft and me slurping on her oozing slit. Before I came 
in her mouth, she had gotten that much better, I stopped 
and moved around, on top of her, sliding my dick into 
her, pumping her full of my man meat. 

In one of those moments of almost complete stillness, 
the music that had been playing in the background, Allie 
always had music playing, came through clearly. Ian 
Drury and the Blockheads, their big song, "Hit me with 
your rhythm stick" was playing, and the beat of the song 
was almost in perfect timing with my fucking of Erin. 

Erin laughed a little as the chorus came on, and started 
singing, 
"Fuck me with your rhythm stick, Fuck me, Fuck me, 
Fuck me with your great big dick, fuck me, fuck me, fuck 
me.
Fuck me with your rhythm stick.
Fuck me slowly, fuck me quick, 
fuck me, fuck me, fuck meeeee."

So I obliged. I fucked her, just as she wanted. All the 
time Allie was watching, then kissing both of us, 
playing with Erin's nipples, running her hand over her. 

I got close to cumming myself and cried, "Soon, cumming, 
cumming..." Allie saying, "Yes, yes, cum in our 
daughter." Erin saying, "Yes, cum in me, cum in me." And 
it hit me, my dick exploded with the heat and the 
passion of the moment. I pulsed once, shooting bucket 
loads of sweet cum into Erin. Then a second shot, a 
third, the sensation of cumming so overpowering. 

We all collapsed in a rather large entangled heap. My 
heart was beating at huge rate, and I could feel the 
heat of blood pressure from both Allie and Erin. 

Then I wondered if my life was ever going to be the same 
again.
 
END

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The author does not condone child abuse, this story is 
meant as an erotic fantasy not depicting anything in 
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 system.
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