I won't lie to you. When this whole thing started, I was pretty desperate. It had been well over a year since I have even seen a naked woman, let alone slept with one. I pride myself on not putting too much importance on sex, but even I need to feel a female touch every once in a while.

I'm 31 years old, and my last girlfriend was near perfect. Nineteen years old with an amazing figure and the sweetest pussy I ever tasted. But after I was with her for a while, I ended the relationship. It was a huge mistake, but by the time I realized what a fool I was, it was too late. She had found someone else, and no longer thought of me that way.

So I pined for her for a while, trying to convince her I was different, that I wouldn't make that mistake again, that I would take care of her now and forever, but it was no use. My time had passed, and with my dreams crushed and my will nearly shattered, I found trying to meet new women nearly impossible.

In my desperation, I signed up for one of those dating websites. I even paid the $100 for a six-month membership to ensure I would be able to message anyone who might be interested. At first, I sent messages of interest to those women I found who reminded me of her; young, petite, sexy and with just the right hint of vulnerability.

After a while I realized I had found a diamond in the rough, and was unlikely to find another. I completely gave up. I checked my mail daily, but stopped messaging. The site would send "daily matches" that rarely matched anything I was interested in, but when I saw someone I thought at least looked attractive, I would click the like button and leave it at that.

Three days before my membership to the site was set to expire, I received a message from Emily. A look over her profile revealed a rather attractive looking 32 year old woman. She had a kid and was recently divorced, neither of which bothered me, and the text of her profile was flirtatious and creative, which really sparked my interest. Her message was a simple, "like the way you look, drop me a line" message, but I decided to go for it.

We seemed to hit it off right away. She didn't smoke, but my smoking didn't bother her. She was Christian, but not religious, so that didn't bother me. I gave her my number, and we texted daily. She shared pictures of her daughter, Allie, who was pretty in the way that promised she would be a knockout in just a few years. We flirted and talked about what our lives were like, and how much she hated her ex-husband.

Finally, she texted: "so when are you going to ask me out?" It had been a long time since I had asked any woman out, and although I was comfortable talking to her over the internet or via text, I was kind of terrified at the prospect of meeting her in person. In person, there's no barrier to hide behind, no room to think or edit your words to make sure they're just right.

But this was an ultimatum. "Put up or shut up!" it screamed, and I knew if I didn't, my chances would be lost forever.

"How's Friday sound?" I asked.

"You're gonna wait till Friday to ask?"

"LOL," I replied, "I'm asking now... How about I take you to dinner Friday?"

"Well that really sounds like me asking," she remarked, " but if you're paying, I'm not complaining."

We texted for most of the rest of the night, mostly her teasing be for making her wait so long to meet me, but with each passing second, I grew more excited at the prospect of finally meeting her.

I knew I had no choice but to impress her, so I made reservations at my favorite restaurant, which also happened to be expensive enough that I had only eaten there twice in the last two years. I bought a new shirt, and slacks (also more money than I had spent on clothes in a long time) and when Friday rolled around, I had to admit that I cleaned up pretty well.

I showed up at her house at six, because the reservations were at seven, and I wanted to be a little early. She had kept the house in the divorce, and It was much nicer than my two bedroom apartment. I rang the bell, and Allie answered.

I had to admit, she was much more striking in person, and looked rather mature for being only 12 years old. She wore a tank-top over A-cup breasts that revealed a fair bit of smooth, flat stomach. Low-rise jeans hung on her newly developed hips and when she turned around to yell for her mom, I couldn't help but notice her rather shapely behind.

I heard Emily shout from upstairs, and diverted my eyes. It wouldn't help to be caught staring at her daughter when it was her I was supposed to be taking out.

When Emily finally came down stairs, she was dressed exactly the same as her daughter, except she was actually wearing a bra over her fantastic C-cup boobs. My mouth popped open, and I'm still surprised I didn't step on my own tongue as I gawked at her amazing figure. Her skin was smooth and perfect. She had almost no wrinkles, and looked as if she were 22 instead of 32.

"You look like you had some night planned," she remarked as she greeted me, and I almost didn't hear her.

"Yeah," I half muttered as my brain caught up to her words, "Had?"

"Yeah," she answered, "I'm sorry, I couldn't find a sitter, so I guess we'll have to do this another night."

Why does she need a sitter? I thought to myself, I used to stay home, alone all the time at that age, it's just a few hours!

But I'm not one to tell someone how to raise their own children.

"We won't need a sitter if we stay here and I order us pizza," I suggested with what must have been a look of desperation on my face.

Emily seemed apprehensive for a moment, but the echo of, "PIZZA!?!" through the house set both of us to laughing.

Thank heaven for Allie! I thought as Emily agreed.

Emily and I both like pretty much everything on our pizza, so I ordered two larges; one deluxe for us and one cheese for Allie.

Allie popped in a movie, a fairly popular comedy, and sat across from us on a stool while Emily and I took places on the couch. I admit, there were moments when food and movie ceased to exist for me. Every time Allie leaned over to grab another slice of pizza, all that existed was the view down her shirt. Her tiny mounds were capped with perfect little pink nipples that just begged to be sucked.

And every time she sat back up straight, I'd glance over at Emily to see if I had been caught peeking. If I had, she made no show that she had noticed.

When I wasn't on the verge of drooling, we made conversation, and I was pleased to find I was just as comfortable talking and flirting with Emily as I had been via text. She had a way of making everything seem smooth and easy, as if nothing could possibly go wrong.

Once the first movie ended, Allie grabbed a second movie and turned the lights off. I looked up to find her standing at the end of the couch, and I moved over to give her room to sit down, thankful for the excuse to sit closer to Emily, and excited at the prospect of having beautiful females on either side of me.

The movie was a horror flick about out a bunch of college-age kids on a private island with a murderer; one of those movies with almost equal amounts of sex and gore. Emily leaned against me as we watched, and I wrapped an arm around her, resting my hand on her perfect abdomen.

The first sex scene came about ten minutes into the movie, and felt Allie shift herself in her seat, and Emily's breath quicken nearly simultaneously. I don't know if Allie was feeling the same thing her mother was, but the idea that they were both getting turned on excited me, and I felt an erection growing in my pants.

As the scene was reaching its most exciting part, a knife plunged itself into the male actor's scull and both Emily and Allie jumped, Allie's hand clamping down on my thigh. My penis jumped to attention, and I had to fight to stifle a groan.

The little minx didn't remove her hand as the killer chased the naked coed down a dark hallway and up the stairs where he finally caught her when she tripped. Allie finally loosened her grip, but left her hand resting on my leg, just inches from my now throbbing hard-on.

I caressed Emily's stomach, trying to convince myself that having her in my arms was the primary cause of my excitement, but I couldn't ignore the presence of the twelve-year-old's hand so close to my cock.

Soon, there was skinny dipping scene, and both beauties jumped again as one of the actresses was suddenly jerked underwater, conveniently out of sight of the couple having sex on the beach. Emily Clutched my arm, pulling my hand down so my fingers brushed against her crotch, but I was more focused on Allie's hand clutching mine.

For the duration of the scene, Allie's little hand gripped my cock through my slacks, flexing and releasing, until I was certain I wouldn't be able to stifle the groan threatening to erupt from my throat. At the last moment, she finally released me, and put her hands in her lap as if nothing had happened.

I thanked my lucky stars as I let my hand rest against Emily's jeans, slowly tracing circles against her crotch. Emily abruptly sat up and paused the movie.

"Don't go away," she ordered as she disappeared upstairs.

"I'll be right back, too," Allie muttered as she trailed after her mom. I sat on the couch and waited, my swollen erection showing no signs of relaxing.

A few moments later, Allie appeared in a long tee-shirt, evidently what she usually wore to bed. I couldn't really see in the glow from the TV, but I wasn't entirely sure she was wearing underwear. Emily reappeared wearing cotton shorts that showed off her legs in the TV glow, and carrying a comforter.

Both beautiful females took their places on the couch, and Emily spread the comforter over us, pausing just long enough to allow me to remove my dress shirt so I could relax in just the T-shirt underneath.

The heat from both their bodies was intense but I barely noticed as Emily once again pulled my arm around her under the covers, and I realized she had also removed her bra. Her fantastic breasts cradled my arm as my had once again found itself resting against her stomach.

Allie pressed play again, and I realized this movie must be some sort of director's cut, because at that moment, the actress on screen pulled the actor's erect penis into her mouth. Emily grabbed my arm and urged it farther down, and I took the opportunity to slip my fingers into the waistband of her shorts, pleased to discover she also wasn't wearing panties.

My fingers found her slit, and I realized she kept herself shaved down there. I found myself wondering if Allie's pussy was equally bare as my fingers danced over Emily's clit and into her and back.

Without thinking, I placed my free hand on Allie's smooth thigh and felt her shiver at my touch. Something brushed against my hand, and I realized her hand was slowly massaging her own slit as the three of us watched a young, blonde college student with a mouth full of man-meat.

The scene ended, and I feared Allie would finally react to the presence of my hand. She did, but not in the way I expected. I felt her soft hand land on mine, urging it closer to her young vagina, as her other hand once again closed on my cock.

As the next sex scene started, all three of us were breathing heavily, trying to stifle sounds which threatened to spring from our throats. The scene featured two coeds in a lesbian scene, and the director had not been squeamish about displaying hardcore girl on girl action. As a brunet fingered the same blonde from the previous scene, I timed the motion of my fingers to match. Without warning, a man appeared in the scene and I was astonished to see it turn into a scene that rivaled most porn. Allie timed the motion of her hand stoking my cock to the motion of the actor's as he thrust into the brunet's pussy.

My fingers pumped furiously into both of these wonderful pussies, and I realized that I was about to explode in my pants. As the scene rocketed into a climax that left the blonde with a face full of sperm, both Emily and Allie let out a sigh as I felt their pussies clench on my fingers, and I filled my underwear with my own juice as I shuddered between them.

I don't remember the end of the movie, as I think all three of us were too stunned to notice anything outside of our own pleasure, and by the time that any of us moved, the credits had already finished.

"Off to bed, you." Emily ordered Allie, and Allie stood up with a wobble and headed up the stairs, giving me a glance of her pretty pussy that surprised me by causing my penis to stir.

"Mind if I use the bathroom before I take off?" I asked, and Emily pointed.

"Upstairs," she directed, "first door on the left."

I went upstairs and pissed, then using a wash rag by the sink, I washed myself off the best I could. I couldn't do anything about the stain on my underwear, but they were dark so I wasn't really worried about it.

I got myself situated, and made my way downstairs to collect my shirt and say goodnight to Emily. She was seated on the couch, still covered up by the comforter. I reached for her hands, and she pulled them from under the covers and stood up to reveal that she was wearing my shirt... and nothing else.

My cock roared to life as I pulled her close and kissed her deeply. Her magnificent breasts pressed against my chest as my hands explored anything in reach. Her ass was toned and shapely. Her nipples taut and perfectly round. She moaned as I teased them with my teeth. she pulled my t-shirt over my head and reached for my belt, deftly stripping me as I kicked off my shoes. She dropped to her knees and pulled my cock into her mouth. If she noticed any residual taste of semen, she didn't react to it.

She pushed me down onto the couch and straddled me, my cock finding her pussy as if drawn by gravity, and before long, both of us were moaning in ecstasy. In the back of my mind, I worried that Allie might hear and come down to investigate, but my brain couldn't tell my throat to stop sounding off. I was completely lost in this wonderful pussy, and when I suddenly felt her clench around me, I exploded, launching my cum deep inside her.

If she was worried about getting pregnant, she didn't say. Instead she slid off me, kissing and licking her way down my body and sucked my now flaccid penis into her mouth.

To my amazement, and her delight, my cock wasn't done for the night. Within minutes, I could feel myself hardening in her mouth. As soon as it was standing straight and tall, so did she. She reached down and grabbed hold of my shaft and gently pulled me to my feet. Then, without letting go, she lead me upstairs.

Her bedroom was large, with a king-size bed as the main attraction. She kissed me deep and pushed me down on the mattress then began slowly licking her way up my body. Her tongue traced a path up my left thigh, flicking across my testicle. Then she did the same with my right, giving a soft suckle on my scrotum. She licked her way up my shaft, and plunged my cock completely down her throat.

A second later, her tongue danced back down my shaft and started a long trek across my chest, teasing my nipples. Finally up to my collar and across my throat as she traced her way up my left arm.

It wasn't until the strap was being wrapped around my right arm that I realized my left arm was already bound. I was completely at the mercy of this magnificent creature, and I didn't care. Before long, my feet were also strapped down, and I started to get nervous. But the rest of the night had gone so amazingly that I decided to just let go, so when she blindfolded me, I didn't say anything.

Suddenly, I realized I was alone, and worried at what she might have in store for me. Before long, I could hear her breathing and realized she had returned, though I couldn't pinpoint her in the room.

Something soft brushed across my testicles and I almost giggled as it tickled a sensitive spot. What I assumed was a feather danced across my body, the sensation intensified by my blindness and the quiet of the room. I heard a tiny crunching sound and gasped as something wet and cold touched my ribs. The ice laid a moist path across my ribcage and over my chest, freezing my nipples hard and making me shudder.

She toyed with me for an eternity with soft things, rough things, her lips, her tongue, her hands. Every nerve in my body was on fire until I begged for mercy. She never said a word.

Finally, I felt the moist warmth of her tongue on my cock and groaned as her lips wrapped themselves around my shaft and her tongue swirled around the head. She sucked slowly and deliberately, torturing me with pleasure until I thought I may lose my mind. Whenever I could feel myself getting close, she dragged her teeth along the length of my shaft. I wanted to beg her to let me finish, but I couldn't bear the thought of this sensation ending.

Eventually, it was too much, and no amount of teeth dragging could hold back the flood that threatened to explode from my balls.

"I'm gonna come!" I announced, and suddenly, the blindfold was no longer covering my eyes. I looked down and saw Allie's eyes widen as my semen filled her mouth. Her beautiful eyes stared back at mine as she swallowed pulse after pulse, and I couldn't stop her. Nor did I want to.

The sight of this gorgeous little 12 year old minx while my cum shot down her throat was one of the most spectacular things I've seen to this day, and excited me so much that even though I was more than spent, I swear my cock got even harder in her mouth.

Emily unstrapped my hands, and I reached down, stroking Allie's blonde hair, urging her to come to me. I pulled her down and kissed her deeply. There was still a hint of my own cum on her breath, but I didn't care. I rolled her onto her back, and she spread her legs for me.

I kissed down her neck, her collar, her chest where I lingered on her perfectly suckable nipples. I licked a trail across her ribs, her flat belly, her thighs, all the way down to her feet where I sucked each toe eliciting a giggle for my efforts. I licked my way back up, gently nibbling on the inside of her thighs, and there it was; her succulently sweet pussy, begging for my attention.

I virtually attacked it with my mouth, spearing it with my tongue. She moaned and writhed beneath me as I tasted every inch of her pussy. As my tongue tangoed with her clit, I looked over at Emily who was sitting in a stuffed chair, her hand moving feverishly over her own.

I felt guilty at the attention I was giving her daughter, and motioned for her to join us on the bed. Emily stood, and once again assumed control of the situation, pushing me out of the way so she could take my place between her daughter's legs.

I was tempted to just sit there and watch this amazing scene, but my cock had other ideas, and soon I found myself buried deep in Emily's pussy. As I fucked her from behind, my thumb danced across her asshole, and as I slowly pushed it in, she and Allie moaned a harmony.

I watched waves of pleasure wash over Allie's face as I fucked her mom, but far too soon I felt Emily pull away from me. She reached back, and stepping off the bed, guided my cock toward her daughter's waiting pussy.

I entered her slowly, allowing her tightness to relax so I wouldn't hurt the tiny woman, but she had other ideas. She wrapped her legs around me and with more force than I thought such a small thing could muster, pulled me crashing into her. Although I had cum just a short time ago, I almost lost it again.

I tried to give myself a few moments to breath, but when the words, "Fuck me!" erupted from her mouth, I was compelled to obey.

I pounded her forcefully, crashing into her again and again. Her moans of pleasure became cries, and her cries became screams as he begged me never to stop.

Emily kissed me deeply and forcefully as Allie begged me to stay forever. She begged me to marry her mommy. She called me daddy. At that moment, I was in love with the idea.

I felt orgasms shudder throughout her body, and her tight pussy became even tighter, threatening to milk my balls dry.

"I'm gonna come!" I announced.

"Not inside!" Emily warned as she reached down ant took possession of my cock. No sooner was it clear of her daughter's beautiful pussy than it exploded, unleashing a flow I never thought possible over her daughter's beautiful body.

For me, everything went black.

Emily and I will be married on Friday, and I'm proud to say I will adopt Allie that same day. People are often surprised when I tell them we plan to take Allie on the honeymoon with us, but I just tell them we're a family now, and I never want us to be apart again. We haven't had a night as intense as that first one, but we keep each other happy, and I wouldn't have it any other way.