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Lifetime of Guilt - 2
by LaPetiteMort (highwater08@comcast.net)

***

Chloe becomes Greg's daughter, gives up her anal cherry 
and brings two more females into her new daddy's 
formerly quiet life. (MFgg, extreme-ped, mast, oral, 
anal, inc, ws)

***

Chapter 2

Over the next week, Chloe and I fell into a schedule. 
After school each day she would have a big snack while 
she told me about her day. I loved her effervescent 
enthusiasm on every subject. Each day she confirmed that 
she was keeping our secret and asked if we could play 
more that night. 

I always answered, "I would like that but we have to 
work to finish your homework first, have dinner, clean 
up the kitchen and then get you a nice bath. We can 
relax for a while and then, if we are not too tired, 
maybe there will be some time for us to play." Of 
course, she and I both knew that was my number one 
priority but she let me pretend to be a concerned 
parent.

Sunday night, Chloe's mom did not call. Chloe was 
thinking too much, getting upset. I suggested, "Why 
don't you call your friend Karen and see what she is up 
to." They talked for two hours, long past bed time. 
Chloe still wasn't talked out, "Karen says her mother is 
very depressed and stays at home crying all the time, 
since her father had to go to jail because of drugs."

I did not respond but she knew I was listening.

"Karen also said, a man can put his cock into a girl's 
ass. Is that true?"

It was late. I responded with, "Karen seems to know a 
lot. I'm glad, you said she taught you to kiss." Then I 
answered her and kissed her sweetly, goodnight. While we 
went to sleep, I let my mind wander. It was obvious to 
me that Chloe loved oral sex and she loved having her 
ass played with – kissed, rubbed and licked. 

I often gave her bits and pieces of information but I 
wanted her to take the lead in telling me what she 
enjoyed; what she wanted to experience. One exception to 
that occurred one evening in the bathroom. That 
exception provided the phrase that she used from then on 
when she wanted to expand our play.

I was having some trouble getting the spring loaded 
stopper to stay down in the tub so I could run the 
water. This was not a new problem. I knew that 
eventually I would succeed. Chloe said, "I have to pee." 

I looked at my dancing angel and said, "What? Do you 
want me to leave while you pee? You have gone in front 
of me before." Her look said the light bulb of memory 
came on. She remembered me tasting her and her tasting 
me. Her eyes flashed, remembering the naughtiness.

She was ready for another challenge. I asked her, "Do 
you want to do something naughty?"

Her eyes sparked with lust and anticipation, "Yea."

I lay down in the bottom of the empty tub and reached 
for her. She stepped in and let me guide her to sit on 
my chest with her little pussy pointed toward my neck. 
"Go ahead. Spread her lovely lips. I want to watch you. 
Go ahead and pee."

At first she struggled. I could feel her muscles tighten 
and relax and then try again. When the first trickle 
came out of her, she smiled looked into my eyes, her 
grin was from ear to ear and she let the floodgates 
open. Her sweet little girl's pee ran all over my chest, 
made a stream that split and ran down both sides of my 
neck. Little splatters dotted my face and hair. She 
could feel the warmth flood her bottom and flow down 
onto her feet. When she was empty, I sat up, turned on 
the shower, lay back down. "Now pretty one, Scoot up and 
fuck her into my mouth."

The dirty word added to her excitement. She humped and 
ground her pussy into my face to get the perfect 
attention on her clit and the perfect licks deep inside 
her. I added a finger pointing up from my chin to impale 
her. Chloe came quickly but did not stop. She was almost 
there again when I told her, "Turn all the way around, I 
want to see your pretty little ass."

I licked her through another orgasm while I teased her 
tight hole and told her how wonderful it looked. She 
opened her cheeks wider and pressed her pucker down 
tightly onto my lips. I felt her finger flying on her 
clit. When she moaned, I pushed her off me. Her sounds 
of complaint and frustration were loud and clear. She 
wasn't sure where my next instructions were going, 
"Scoot down again and put my cock in your pussy. Then 
lay your head down on my feet."

I could feel her lack of understanding but she did what 
I asked. She had never faced away from me except in the 
"Doggie" position. She liked how she could work her hips 
freely, take me deep and still frig her clit. She was 
almost there when I spread the cheeks of her ass and 
slipped my well soaped, right index finger smoothly all 
the way into her ass. She was tight and the slightly 
painful stretching hurt just enough to make her fly 
uncontrollably into a new high. She urged me on with 
her, "Yes!"

Chloe was coming down when I began to thrust into her 
asshole with my finger. She started to push back, 
matching my timing. 

"Can you take another finger?"

"I'll try."

I soaped and put the tips of two fingers against her 
opening. She tested by pushing back. I moved my fingers 
gently, going only slightly in and out. She wanted 
something deep again. She wanted to feel the long slide 
in and the long slide out again. She cupped my balls 
with one hand and worked two fingers against my ass hole 
to encourage me. 

In about three minutes, she was starting to get her wish 
but she was being stretched wide by two adult male 
fingers. I could feel my cock dance inside her just on 
the other side of her thin membranes. Chloe's sounds 
were guttural, primal, demanding. Her body was moving 
strongly back to take the full length of my cock and the 
full length of my fingers into her body.

I brought back a naughty thought for her, "I think you 
could take my cock up your pretty ass. We can get some 
special lube and you a toy for your clit. Would you like 
to push your little ass back and feel my dick slide into 
you, filling you like never before?"

The fantasy was just enough to launch her more violently 
than she had ever moved on me. Her mind was disengaged. 
Both her openings sucked me. She came. I twisted my 
fingers inside her, lifted my hips so her entire weight 
drove my cock into her and I made my cock lurch. Chloe 
began to scream, "Do it, Do it, Do it." I came so hard 
into her pussy that I saw stars.

Washing my angel that night was like washing a limp 
doll. We didn't bother with clothing. I carried her to 
our bed. I spooned into her back. She opened her legs, 
pulled my limp cock up tight against her well used pussy 
and closed her thighs grasping my shaft. She was asleep 
before I got the comforter adjusted.

The next morning, as she was ready to go out the door 
headed for school, Chloe told me, "My bottom and pussy 
are sore this morning."

"I'll kiss both of them tonight to make them all 
better." She smiled at me, flipped her skirt up, wiggled 
her bottom and was gone for the day.

That evening there was a fire down the street. A duplex 
burned all the way down to the ground. Two young girls 
and their parents watched in horror as their world was 
taken away. Several times, I saw a worried Chloe looking 
at them. I had purchased all the toys and lube that I 
had promised her but the mood wasn't there. She needed 
to be held. Right before sleep, Chloe asked me, "What if 
mom does not come back for me?"

I squeezed her tight, snuggled and kissed her neck 
before answering, "Then you'll have to stay with the 
horrible man in this house who really enjoys you living 
with him."

We had nine days left on our agreement. Karen did call 
on Wednesday night. She talked a mile a minute with her 
alcohol thick tongue. She told Chloe how wonderful her 
new boyfriend was, that he traveled and made good money. 
She didn't ask much about Chloe. 

After a root-beer float, Chloe slowly asked, "Mom is on 
drugs and booze again and is having lots of boyfriends 
again, right?"

"I think so."

"Those "services" people said I'd have to move to a 
foster care home if she got back into all that or didn't 
come home."

I was quiet.

"Can you be my foster care home?"

"If we can get your mother to agree, I bet we can make 
that happen. Would you like to live with me, forever and 
ever? Be my daughter, know that this is your home and 
feel safe here?"

Chloe was very quiet until her float slurped noisily. 
She looked very disturbed. Then she looked at me and 
said, "I want to do something naughty tonight."

We made out on the couch for a while. I kept her on the 
edge with my fingers. Her breasts were growing, getting 
puffy. I loved her extended, ever-hard nipples. I was 
already hard. The ten year old vixen knew her job was to 
slow me down, keeping me on the edge, not letting me 
cum. I could not watch her little hands, her hot mouth 
and her flicking tongue. I could not let myself feel 
what she was doing. So young, but she knew how to read 
me, play me and make me struggle for control.

Chloe pretended not to see me retrieve my secret package 
as we went to the shower. Its secrets made her listen 
even more intently, "Tonight, I am going to clean you 
out inside with warm soapy water. Don't be embarrassed. 
I want to do this, so I can play with your ass. If you 
get turned on enough and can stand some stretching, I 
want to try to fuck your pretty ass tonight."

I paused for all that to sink in and then continued. "I 
bought you a vibrator that looks like a rabbit riding a 
cock. You can tease your clit with it and shove it into 
your pussy so you'll have a dick in each of your holes."

Her voice was as lust filled as a hormone driven thirty-
five year old woman, "I have three holes."

"I have another play cock for you. It feels like real 
skin. It wants you to push it between your lips and have 
you suck it deep into your throat. Someday I want to see 
my cock stretch into your throat, throb and squirt cum 
directly into your belly."

I gave her the cock for her mouth to practice on, while 
I administered her first enema. I worshiped every inch 
of her while it slowly leaked, filling her ass. I sucked 
her nipples, sucked her toes and rubbed her belly, 
gently touching her clit while she had her first cramps. 
When I put her on the toilet to empty her bowels, she 
held my cock in both her hands. I thrust into them and 
we kissed deeply.

Waiting was difficult. I told her, "You are almost 
ready." 

We did the entire thing again, except this time, while 
we waited, I taught her to use the tip of her new 
buzzing toy to torment her clit. Each time her body 
tightened, I pulled her hand away. Her hips were 
thrusting when she let the water go. I pulled and 
pinched her nipples hard to distract her from cuming. I 
ordered her, "Don't cum yet, Chloe. Struggle for me. 
Hold back until you can climax with me pumping cum into 
your ass."

Her eyes were closed. Her breathing was labored. I 
continued, "Spread your ass cheeks for me so I can put 
lube inside you to help my cock slide deep and you can 
feel it dance with your belly button."

Again she was going with the fantasy. I asked her to 
help, "Now, you coat my cock with the lube."

Her slippery, strong fist, small fingers and twisting 
hands were so good, I almost came. I grabbed her wrists; 
convulsions racked through me. I hoped I had not waited 
too long to stop her wonderful hands. I hoped control 
would win out, before I coated her newly budding breasts 
with ropes of cum.

I sat on the edge of the tub. Chloe sat, really more 
leaned, on my left leg with her arms around my neck. We 
kissed passionately. I opened her puckered hole with one 
slippery finger, then my slippery two fingers and then 
my slippery three fingers. Three fingers hurt her a 
little but my thumb, teasing her clit made her want to 
continue. The stretching pain almost balanced her need 
to cum. We were both in sad, needy shape, struggling for 
some sanity not to rip the other apart. She was ready 
and willing. The vibrator and the dildo were on the side 
of the tub, waiting to be used to add to the madness.

I knelt behind her, turned her face toward the faucet 
and forced her head down to rest on it. I guided my cock 
between her glistening, slippery cheeks and she pushed 
back. Three times we tried and then we both gasped when 
the tip of my cock centered, pushed the creases out of 
her puckered hole and popped inside. 

Chloe froze, expecting me to grab her and drive my cock 
all the way through her or at least into her throat. 
God, I wanted to do those things, but I wanted to be 
good for her first time taking it up the ass. It never 
occurred to me that it was my first time too.

This is an impossible thought but we became equal lovers 
for the first time when the helmet of my cock pushed 
past her first anal sphincter. She cried out in 
stretching pain. She had done this for me. When I 
stopped, she knew every part of me was struggling to 
control my lust, for her. She felt every muscle in my 
body trembling, throbbing and searching for control, not 
to thrust into her tightness. She knew, even in my 
madness, I would not hurt her.

Chloe held the tub spout and used it for leverage to 
push her ass back onto my shaft. I could hear the pain 
in her exhaling breath. I could hear the determination 
to take me and feel me buried in her bowels. My cock was 
bouncing, my balls were painfully tight but my will 
would not let me cum without her.

Deep in mutual madness, we worked the first half of my 
cock in and out of her sucking hole. Soon it was not so 
tight and soon her noises to endure pain were replaced 
by more confident, more relaxed and more demanding 
thrusts back. I could not imagine that her small frame 
could adjust to take me into the curves of her large 
intestine. Chloe had not had an anatomy class. She just 
did what felt good. She liked being stretched and 
filled.

I turned on her vibrator and put it into her right hand, 
guiding it to her pussy. For a while we recovered and 
she rubbed the tireless toy on her clit. Her legs 
tightened.

"Push you toy inside and have a cock in your ass and 
your cunt."

Her body began to tremble when the rabbit stretched into 
her and I felt its rotating head remind me on ever cycle 
that we had her skewered between her hand and my belly. 
Chloe's body was in a long sustained low level climax. 
She could not stop but she was tiring.

I was enduring when her voice pleaded, "Help me." She 
wanted all of me but could not push back any harder. I 
grasped her hips, "Are you sure?"

She gasped, "Yes."

"If I pull you down on me, I will cum instantly."

"Do it."

I pulled as hard as I could. Chloe came instantly, 
crammed the rabbit as hard as she could into her cunt 
and she screamed as loud as her lungs had every 
screamed. My cock began to dance and spewed deep into 
her bowls. She gasped for breath. I said, "Suck" and 
slipped the dildo into her mouth. She sucked like a 
starving calf, inhaling half of the flexible rubber rod. 
I pulled her hips and thrust up. 

Her ten year old body had all of my cock. Its base was 
buried against her tightly stretched ring, yet her 
insides were sucking me deeper. I put my hand on her 
throat and squeezed. I could feel the third cock just 
inside her throat. Chloe held it there. I held Chloe's 
hand in place until her body convulsed for air once and 
then a second time. 

One more second and madness would have me shoving it 
deeper down her throat and holding it there until breath 
was no longer needed. Instead, my cock was pumping 
nothing, lurching inside her and her bowels sucked even 
harder. During all that I managed to pull the dildo from 
her throat. Her gasp and cough made her belly grasp and 
squeeze my cock. I groaned in real, super-sensitive 
pain. I imagined that she smiled because her body had 
conquered me.

Once Chloe knew she had won, she went to sleep with my 
cock deep inside her and her hand holding the deeply 
imbedded vibrating rabbit up tight against her clit. 
When her hand fell away the rabbit fell noisily into the 
tub and rattled around. I was happy that she was asleep. 
I cried. Never had I loved or been loved like this. 
Never had I cared like this. Never had I been pleased 
like this.
 
I was strong enough to push her forward and let my cock 
slip out of her ass. It gaped. I could see deep into her 
body and watch my cum begin to trickle out of her. I put 
her to bed and cleaned up the bathroom while I tried to 
make sense out of my life.

In the morning, I got up, made coffee, listened to the 
news and kept checking on my ten year old lover. She 
slept for thirteen hours and woke up with the most 
important thing in the world being to hug me. I had 
decided the only thing important to me in the world was 
her.

***

A second sense fell over me during that week. I knew 
Chloe's mom was not going to pick her up at the end of 
our agreement. I think Chloe felt it too. Each day, 
Chloe seemed to be more needy, more clingy, more 
frightened about what was going to happen to her. Sure, 
I had told her, she would live with me. Still we had 
known each other for less than three weeks. Her mom was 
not dependable but Chloe had ten years experience with 
her. I think Chloe was scared nearly to death.

Chloe's mom did not call either time during the last 
week. I did get a text message that I did not share with 
her.

"Traveling with John for work. Pays well but cannot take 
Chloe. Would u consider talking 2 us about keeping her 
permanently?"

Instantly, I recognized this was the opening round of 
negotiations. "Money Talks." I didn't want Chloe to know 
she was being sold by her own mother and I was degrading 
her by purchasing her for money..

"Chloe, how come I have not met this Karen or her 
mother? What do they look like? Where do they live? Do 
they live alone or is there some big stud hovering over 
them? Keeping them smiling."

Chloe snickered at my "big stud" comment, then she got 
serious, "I've told you that Karen says her mother is 
afraid, stays home and cries a lot. She had a boyfriend 
but he left them."

"Left them? Did they have a big fight? Did he run away 
with his secretary? What does all that girl talk mean?"

Chloe looked totally disappointed with my lack of 
understanding. At ten, she already knew the male of the 
species needed constant help from the females. We 
wouldn't, if there were some translation manual 
available.

Chloe opened up, "Like me, Karen never knew her real 
dad. Karen says her mom always tried to be perfect and 
to do everything her husband and boyfriends told her to 
do. Sometimes, this last one brought another girlfriend 
home and wanted Karen's mom to be with them both. Karen 
told me that the boyfriend who just left sometimes, hit 
her mom and even her a few times."

Now this fantasy world that dipped into real cruelty, 
that world I knew. I hated those who really hurt. "Does 
her mother work? How does she dress? What does she look 
like? What does Karen look like for that matter?"

"Karen is eleven but she is not little like me. She is 
tall, has freckles, is thin and has boobs already. She 
makes good grades. Her mom is not much taller than me; 
she doesn't have a job and is sad all the time."

"See if you can stay with them next weekend or if they 
will come over here to be with you. I have to be out of 
town for the weekend."

My rouse did not work. Chloe saw through it, "Did mom 
call? Are you meeting with her to talk about me?"

I was honest. I've never been smart enough to lie and 
cover my tracks, "I'm going to try to arrange such a 
meeting."

The tears that rolled down her face were breaking my 
heart.

"Chloe, I do not know what is going on. I can tell you 
that I love you, want you to live with me forever and 
would miss you more than life, if you had to leave me. I 
will tell you everything when I know it. I will not lie 
to you to keep you for myself. It will be your decision. 
I want you to be happy."

I held her that night, all night, cuddled on the couch. 
I watched news with the sound almost off and thought. 
Chloe woke up every hour or so to make sure I was there. 
She held me tight and went back to sleep each time. The 
cold, cruel life I led for more than fifty years jelled 
in my blood. The power that I had learned to wield 
settled gracefully inside me - not for me or for gain. 
For the first time I had something to protect; something 
to fight for; something I loved and something that I was 
pretty sure loved me in return.

Karen and her mother decided to stay at my place for the 
weekend. I barely got to talk with Tia before I had to 
leave. She was tiny. My impressions were that she would 
be whatever her man wanted her to be. She was weak and 
vulnerable to all the strengths in the world. 

As I left for my almost confirmed meeting with Karen and 
her new boyfriend, I accidently pinned her against the 
door jam. Her body relaxed into true strength. I tilted 
her face to me. My touch gave her power; instantly, I 
knew she was a submissive and her strength came from 
outside her; from her need to give and to be protected. 
The more secure and safe she could feel, the more she 
needed to give of herself. 

She wanted to provide a good life for her daughter but 
only her choice of a partner could do that. Her body was 
beautiful, it yearned to be touched and controlled. I 
did touch it, squeeze her breasts and rub her clit 
because I could. She stole my mind by opening her legs. 
The message was clear, "Bring your strength to me, take 
me, do what you want to me, but please me and take care 
of me."

I cleared my mind as I heard two young excited voices 
running, exploring the house and being children. It was 
my turn to use power.

Karen and her beau, Thad, were as close to human waste 
as I had ever seen alive. Both were obviously on meth 
and other drugs. Both were thin, overly talkative and 
"up" for at least our meeting. I would have liked to 
crush both their usury, uncaring brains as their message 
became clear, "What can we get, if we give you Chloe?"

I was struck instantly by the thought that I was 
negotiating for the most valuable thing that had ever 
been in my life with two of the most worthless things 
that I had ever seen.

Luckily my life had taught me to deny my feelings and 
charge on into what had to be done. We delayed one day 
until I could arrive with the best attorney on the west 
coast for child custody matters. I liked him instantly, 
he could be as cold as me and he read Tina and Thad 
perfectly. My dollars for Chloe plea, now made sense to 
him. 

It took less than an hour for the details to be 
negotiated; he would have to get it all through the 
child welfare system. He had videos being taken secretly 
of our negotiations. Tina was clearly selling her 
daughter. She even voiced her need for drugs and desires 
to be free from the responsibility of taking care of 
Chloe.

I would have paid twice as much to make sure I would 
never see Tina or Thad again. Just thinking of sitting 
next to them made me want to shower.

When I arrived home, I got a questioning look from my 
Chloe. I was still in power mode; I nodded; Karen and 
Tia disappeared into the wood work.

I held Chloe tightly. I felt her body resist, expecting 
to be hurt. "Chloe, I love you and want you to be with 
me always. With your mother's approval, I have started 
legal procedures to adopt you, so you will be legally my 
daughter. If that is not what you want, we can stop it. 
Your mom wants to work and travel with her boyfriend. 
She does not want to live in one place. You were right. 
She is heavily into meth, coke, other drugs and booze."

Tears rolled down my would-be daughter's cheeks, "She 
sold me, didn't she? How much did you have to pay for 
me? What happened to our stuff at the apartment? Did she 
even ask about me? Can she come get me and sell me 
again? Did she smile and run away clutching her money? 
Can you sell me too?"

"You know I want you with me and you are worth 
everything to me. Isn't that enough to know?"

She screamed at me, "How much did you buy me for?"

I felt she was pulling away. I knew she felt she was 
being sold and bought like a sack of wheat, a slave, a 
human sex toy.

"The amount does not matter."

Her body shook with rage; her face was red; tears 
streamed down her face; she screamed so loud her voice 
cracked, "How much?"

I answered truthfully; I didn't know what else to do, 
"Fifty thousand. All the papers have been signed and are 
in the hands of a lawyer."

The tantrum that unfolded in front of me, totally un-
nerved me. After thirty minutes of screaming, her 
hitting and crying, I was out of logical pleading 
responses. I was ready to walk away when Tia came into 
the room and said, "Spank her ass so hard that she 
cannot think about anything else."

This unknown, tiny woman at least had some idea; I had 
none. I grabbed Chloe, pulled her over my knees, pulled 
her jeans and panties down and swung, striking another 
human for the first time in my life. The slap, echoed 
off the walls along with Chloe's cry for me to stop. Tia 
pulled at Chloe's clothing and ordered me, "Don't stop 
until she is yours." She was rejecting me. My blows 
might change her mind. It was not logical but I had no 
other thoughts.

When Chloe quit resisting, I rubbed her tender, red ass 
and stroked gently between her legs. Her pussy was moist 
and swollen. Tia said, "Fuck her." I did. Long, hard and 
satisfying for both Chloe and me. Tia disappeared. Chloe 
and I slept in my big bed, cuddled together as we had 
for most of the last twenty-eight days.

The next morning, I woke Chloe by licking and sucking 
her to orgasm before she could remember the night 
before. I pinned her; pushed my cock deep into her belly 
and talked to her, "Chloe, I love you and want you to be 
with me. I don't know why you are so mad at me. If you 
want something else, I will help you make it happen." I 
watched her wide blank, emotionless eyes while I went in 
and out of her, eventually, making a puddle at the mouth 
of her cervix. 

I had thoughts that this could be the last time I came 
in her. As I stepped away from the bed, Chloe was spread 
wide, totally limp and my cum was running out of her 
cunt. "Chloe, I cannot love you or fight for you more. I 
don't have anything else to give you. If you want to be 
with me, you have to make the next move." No one could 
miss that my heart had broken.

I knew the problem. It was part of my very existence. 
Chloe could not balance her natural mother's rejection 
with me wanting to take care of her and love her. She 
could not believe in another person if her mother didn't 
want her. I left her crying on the bed along with my 
heart and my soul. I had hungry guests, in need of 
breakfast. Slowly, I was remembering Tia urging me to 
punish Chloe the night before.

Sometimes the male mind reaches a limit where it cannot 
take any more negative, hurtful inputs. It has to escape 
the emotions for a while. I could come back to them 
later. Teasing conversation filled the breakfast nook as 
I made breakfast for my guests, "Thank you, Tia, for 
trying to help me get Chloe to understand how much I 
want her to be with me. Her body responded but she feels 
I have betrayed her in some way. That she cannot trust 
me. She has turned away from me."

My comments were raw, unchallenging and non-judgmental. 
Tia held my face and kissed me. 

 Innocently, I asked, "Do you and Karen make love?"

Even after seeing me with Chloe, Tia was fearful of 
divulging her secret. Still, she needed to bear her 
soul, "Yes."

No thoughts of pleasure were left inside me. With stone 
cold sober words and empty emotions, I answered, "How 
beautiful that is. You're driven to please your daughter 
and she wants to please her mother. I want that someday. 
Your sexy body attracts me. I would love to please you. 
I would love to have you and your daughter, feel secure 
here and watch you both love each other. If only Chloe 
could love me as you two love each other."

Any shrink would testify that I was insane at that 
moment; in love and crushed by rejection and guilt.

Tia and Karen knew that I was beyond talking to. They 
left me alone. I did not see Chloe all day.

***

I did not sleep that night. I drove, ate midnight 
breakfast and let my mind wander through circle after 
endless circle. For most of my life I had not been 
wanted. It was easy to accept my traditional role and 
start donning my protective shells, escaping into self-
confidence, personal power and a touch of cruelty.

At six a.m. I came home and made coffee. I wanted to be 
alone but Tia came to me, "Can a scantily clad woman get 
a cup of coffee in this kitchen?"

"You are a tease. I've already confessed that your sexy 
tight body can get anything from me."

It was wonderful to work with Tia. We made Denver 
omelets. She chopped bell peppers and onions. We played 
and laughed. I made toast, chopped the ham, got the eggs 
ready and freely ogled her. She wasn't offended. When I 
rubbed her ass, her legs flared open to allow my fingers 
to dip under her night gown, between her slippery folds, 
into her and gather more seasonings for our omelets.

She was available. I was hurt and horny. I wanted to 
feel a part of something. With spatula still in hand, I 
pushed Tia over the table and imbedded my cock deep in 
her pussy. We twisted together to catch the toast, 
butter it and flip the omelets. Chloe appeared in the 
doorway of the kitchen. While Tia thrust back against my 
hard cock, I talked to Chloe, "You rejected me. You are 
my life. Is there anything I can do to make you love 
me?"

Tia did not understand or see Chloe. She was being 
ignored at a crucial moment for her, she cried, "Fuck me 
harder." I pulled her hair back hard. Her head arched 
back and I enjoyed knowing I had control of her body. I 
felt her contract around my cock. I fucked into her 
harder, punching into her g-spot and settling against 
the pucker of her cervix. My eyes were fixed, unblinking 
on Chloe when Karen came up behind her. They had been 
together before. I knew they had kissed before. 

Watching, I know knew They had sunk their fingers into 
each other's bodies before. They had drunk the sexual 
nectar from each other's spasming pussy before. I 
watched the beauty as Karen kissed my Chloe and guided 
her onto the cold, hard kitchen floor. Anger built in 
me. Cuming and filling Tia was important. Tia was 
cumming. I looked into Karen's and Chloe's eyes while I 
fucked Tia through her orgasm in into another. 
Defiantly, I watched them, challenging them. They were 
beautiful together. Chloe knew I wanted her to come to 
me.

I looked into Chloe's eyes and thrust so hard that Tia 
and the table scooted on the kitchen floor. I thrust 
again and Tia thrust back. We matched movements and Tia 
cried out, cumming profusely on my cock. I needed to cum 
desperately, but I did not. Defiantly, I looked into 
Chloe's eyes and pulled out of Karen's mother. My cock 
stood rigid, wet and throbbing with my heart beats. I 
thought my treasure was coming to me but she wanted to 
show me that Karen could be controlled like her mother.

Chloe pulled Karen toward me and pushed her down onto 
the table next to her recovering parent. She took my 
rock hard cock, pulled it down and guided it between 
Karen's thighs. She pulled my shaft and pushed at my 
ass. I helped with one jarring thrust. My cock sunk all 
the way to the hilt. I figured it was because Chloe had 
licked her into slippery, open acceptance, knowingly 
getting it ready for my cock.

My Chloe began to spank my ass. I never blinked. I 
looked at her pleading, "Why can you love me?" Tears 
rolled down my face. I fucked the pre-teen sacrifice 
under me. There was no mercy in my thrusts. My belly 
slapped into Karen's ass and hairless pussy. Chloe 
reached under her friend and felt my chock moving in her 
belly. Her fingers went to my balls and I expected the 
worst. Her eyes finally melted into mine. She jumped 
onto Karen's back, smashing her friend into the table. 
Chloe sat on her friends ass, facing me. 

Chloe's arms went around my neck, her lips were an inch 
from mine and she asked serious questions in the middle 
of this absurd circus we had created. "Do you really 
want me? Are you really going to adopt me so I will be 
your daughter?"

"Yes and Yes and forever."

"Can Karen and her mother live with us?"

Karen began to cum when I answered, "Yes, I want you to 
be happy and love me. I want you to want to be with me."

Chloe kissed me hard and deep. She sucked my tongue and 
licked my lips, "This is my home. Home with you. Like it 
is supposed to be."

I started to speak when Chloe pushed me back and slid 
down onto her knees in front of me. Her hands grasped 
Tia, her mother and my female cum coated cock. She began 
jacking me off, twisting her hands and lapping out with 
her tongue. Chloe pulled at Karen and Tia, saying, 
"Watch?"

In less than a minute, Chloe had made my worries 
disappear. She was back with me. Not just the sex. I 
could feel her love again. I had three sets of hands on 
me, I was about to lose it. Chloe was showing off, "He's 
going to come all over us."

With my last thought before my cock took my ability to 
speak, I pulled Tia to me and ordered, "Push two fingers 
up her ass."

To be continued?

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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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