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 {ASSM} JJK02 [3/4] {Sigerson H.} (MffF cons inc)

WARNING!
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Jack, Kelly, & Kimmy Book 2 - Part 3
A continuation of Jack, Kelly, & Kimmy 1
Formerly posted as Blame it on the Air conditioner
By Sigerson H.
Copyright January 2000

Do not post or repost without the authors consent

Mff-cons-inc

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Begin Part 3 of JKK02

Jill (Mrs. Mace)

I put on my clingy satin nightgown. I loved the feel of satin 
against my naked body. The way it slipped coolly around my hips 
and belly. The quiet buzz as it shushed past my erect nipples.

One of the pictures on Jack's dresser looked familiar but I was 
too tired to examine it closely. I just wanted to sleep. I needed 
to digest everything that had happened today from watching Jack 
have intercourse with his oldest daughter while his youngest 
daughter watched to having that same youngest daughter masturbate 
in front of me tonight. 

I needed rest to put all of this in perspective so that I could 
decide what to do about it. I also wanted Jacks penis to be inside 
my vagina instead of Kelly's and I wanted my lips to be on sweet 
little Kimmy's vulva instead of Kelly's.

I yawned. I inhaled the warm man-scent of Jack from his sheets and 
pillows. I would have to think about it tomorrow. I masturbated 
myself to a quick orgasm before I drifted off to sleep.

I dreamed about fucking Jack while Kelly and Kimmy told me how to 
please their father.

"Buck your hips a little to each side as he pushes his cock into 
your cunt," said Kelly.

"Pull his hips towards you with your hands," said Kimmy.

"Click," said the door.

I woke up. The door had just closed. I was confused for a second 
as I tried to figure out why my bedroom looked different. I was in 
Jack's bed.

Someone had just closed the bedroom door. Are the girls alright?

I got out of bed to check.

There was no one outside my door.

I walked to Kimmy's bedroom. She wasn't there.

I heard a whimper come from Kelly's bedroom. Kimmy must be crying 
for her father I though.

I pushed open Kelly's door.

Kimmy had her faced buried in Kelly's crotch and she was eating 
her sister to into a sexual frenzy. From the strained look on 
Kelly's face she would be screaming in the throes of an orgasm in 
a few minutes.

My own hand went to my vulva. My fingers found their way to my 
hungry clitoris through the satin of my nightgown. I manipulated 
the bud of my pleasure with swift strokes. I imagined the hand 
pleasuring me was Kelly's hand I imagined myself pleasuring Kimmy.

I caught up with Kelly in a half dozen strokes. I was already 
primed from the dream that had been interrupted just a few minutes 
before.

Kelly sobbed with relief as her orgasm took control of her 
overwrought young body. Her whole being shook.

My breath came in gasps as my orgasm approached. Then ecstasy. I 
whimpered as my flesh quivered with delight. Then every muscle in 
my body relaxed. I leaned against the doorjamb and slid to the 
floor. My hand continued to caress my throbbing vulva.

Kimmy removed her mouth from her sister's crotch and smiled at me. 
Kelly's vaginal lubrication drenched Kimmy's chin and cheeks. 

I looked at the front of my nightgown. A large wet stain covered 
the front of the nightgown at crotch level.

"Are you going to join us, Jill?" asked Kimmy.

Kimmy

I wasn't really surprised to see Jill kneeling at Kelly's door. I 
was pretty sure she was getting more turned on all night long.

I would flash my pussy at her as often as possible. I even tried 
openly masturbating for her. If Kelly had joined in I think Jill 
would have joined us right then in the living room. But Kelly made 
sure that Jill kept her legs together and her mind on more lofty 
matters.

If Jill hadn't come to Kelly's room I would have crawled into bed 
with her. A naked willing girl beside her in the morning should be 
more than adequate to get her pussy wet.

"Let's get her back to bed, Kelly," I said.

We both helped Jill get to her feet. She was still shaky from her 
orgasm.

I slipped one had under Jill's nightgown to fell her pussy. To my 
surprise her pussy was as bare as mine was!

Before we laid her back into Daddy's bed I lifted her nightgown up 
to show Kelly Jill's cleanly shaven pussy mound and lips. Jill 
took her nightgown off and dropped it on the floor.

"I need to kiss your lips, Kimmy," Jill said as she laid down on 
the bed. I bet forward to kiss her but she held my cheeks with her 
hands.

"Not those lips, honey," Jill said. She placed a hand on my pussy 
and inserted one finger into my cunt. "I need to kiss these lips." 

I got on the bed and positioned my cunt right over her mouth. She 
inhaled my sex scent deeply into her lungs before she sucked my 
pussy lips into her mouth. Her tongue was exquisite on my clit and 
cunt lips. She must have gotten very good at this over her years 
with Agnes.

"Eat her out, Kelly," I told my sister between gasps of intense 
pleasure.

Jill shuddered as Kelly's mouth found her sex and began to work 
Jill to another orgasm.

I was headed there myself. It would be a tight race to see who 
finished first. At least we would both get the same prize at the 
end. 

We did not cum simultaneously. But it was close. I flooded Jill's 
mouth with my girlish pussy juice a few seconds before she 
inundated Kelly's mouth.

We all lay in Daddy's bed afterwards. Kelly was on one side of 
Jill and I was on the other. Just like it was with Daddy just a 
couple months ago.

We lay in silence for a minute. Kelly sucked on one of Jill's tits 
while I tickled Jill's pussy. Jill had an arm around each of us. 
She seemed to be thinking about something very seriously.

"How long has you father been having sex with you girls?" Jill 
asked.

I kept quiet. I was pretty sure by now whose shadow I had seen 
yesterday morning. Jill's reaction to my naked pussy staring her 
in the face and her pointed questions about how things were at 
home were two good clues. Her reaction to eating at the table that 
Daddy had fucked his oldest daughter on was the last clue needed 
to clinch it.

But Jill had not freaked and called the cops. She had just had sex 
with those same two girls who had had sex with their father. She 
was just as guilty of having sex with a minor as my dad was.

Kelly sat straight up in bed. "Wha., what makes you think we have 
had sex with our Dad?" Kelly asked.

"Watching you two tear his clothes off and attack him on the 
kitchen floor was my first clue. Then, Kelly, you sucked his penis 
very well. You've had a lot of practice. I'm better at it than you 
for now, but you'll catch on quick. Kimmy rode his chin like a 
pro. Your father must be very good at cunnilingus. The clincher 
though, was hen your had intercourse with you on the kitchen 
table. You were not a virgin, Kelly. He had obviously had his 
penis inside you many times before."

Kelly was speechless. She was trying to think how she could 
possibly make Jill believe that she was mistaken in everything she 
had described. I knew the game was up a long time ago.

"Daddy's been fucking Kelly for about two months now," I said to 
Jill. "He eats me out a lot but he hasn't fucked me yet. That's 
not for lack of trying on my part, though. I almost got him this 
morning in the shower but he just wouldn't let his prick slip into 
my cunt. He says I have to wait for my period. I think that 
stinks."

"Is that why you asked me about making your period start early," 
Jill asked me.

"Yes," I said. "I really want to have Daddy's cock up inside my 
cunny. I want to feel the head of Daddy's cock push it's way past 
the entrance to my cunt and slide against my tight little cunt 
muscles. I want to have Daddy's cock shatter my cherry to invade 
the inside of my cunt. I want to feel the head of Daddy's prick 
pound against my womb until he fills my cunt to overflowing with 
his cum."

"And all that is stopping him is your not have had a period yet?" 
asked Jill.

"Yes," I said. "That's it."

"Then we will just have to fool your Daddy," said Jill, "so that 
he will fuck you as soon as he gets home."

I had never heard Jill say the word fuck. It startled me.

I looked at her face. Her eyes said she wasn't lying. Daddy would 
be popping my cherry as soon as he got home. Jill would see to 
that.

Kelly looked completely baffled. 

"Let's go to sleep, girls," said Jill. "I'll tell you my plan in 
the morning.

Jill was gone when Kelly and I woke up. I smelled pancakes and 
bacon. I nudged Kelly and headed for the kitchen.

Jill was just putting plates on the table when Kelly and I walked 
into the kitchen. She was naked and I wondered how she had managed 
to cook bacon in the nude. There must be some kind of trick to it.

"Good morning, girls," said Jill. "You saved me the trouble of 
calling you. Let's sit down and eat. I have some things to discuss 
with you."

She didn't make Kelly and me get dressed so we sat down for 
breakfast in the nude.

Jill explained her plan as we ate.

"In order to get your father to have intercourse you, Kimmy," said 
Jill, "we need to make him think that he is actually having 
intercourse with Kelly. We then need to keep him thinking that way 
until he penetrates your hymen and ejaculates."

"This restates our problem from one how to make you physically 
having a period into one of how to convince your father that he is 
having intercourse with Kelly instead of having intercourse with 
you. We have five senses to fool, touch, sight, sound, smell, and 
taste. Do you follow me, Kimmy?"

"Yes," I said, "We need to make Daddy believe that he is fucking 
Kelly when he is really fucking me."

"Exactly, dear," said Jill. "There is an old saying that all cats 
are gray in the dark. This is just a polite way of saying that 
most men cannot distinguish one vagina from another when they are 
having intercourse. In the particular case of you and your sister 
we, unfortunately, do have some tactile differences that we will 
need to eliminate. Kelly has pubic hair and you do not. The first 
time your father touches your pubic mound or vulva he would know 
that he was having intercourse with Kimmy instead of Kelly. If we 
shave off Kelly's pubic hair and let your father know that Kelly's 
pubic hair is gone, then we have gone a long way towards pulling 
the wool over his eyes while he is having intercourse with you."

"You mean you want to shave my pussy?" asked Kelly incredulously. 
"No way."

"What do you have against bare pubic mounds and vulva?" asked 
Jill. Did you derive pleasure from performing cunnilingus on me 
last night? I certainly got pleasure from it, I can tell you. 
Also, your pubic hair will grow back. I shaved myself for my first 
sexual partner many years ago. I have kept myself shaved ever 
since. You may eve like the feel of having child like genitals 
again. If not you will be back to your present state in I month or 
so."

Jill was not going to let a small objection from Kelly her plan.

"Stand up side by side girls," said Jill.

Jill looked at us critically.

"You girls are reasonably close in build and size. The primary 
difference other than pubic hair is breast size. We can't make 
Kimmy breasts larger and we can't make Kelly's breasts smaller. 
This means that we have to eliminate any sexual position that 
would allow your father to touch your breasts. The standard 
missionary position is out and so is kneeling and having your 
father enter you from behind. There is too great a risk that Jack 
would attempt to grab a breast. I think the same position that I 
saw Him use with Kelly yesterday morning would be best. Yes, Kimmy 
on her back on the table and Jack standing between her legs. How 
does that sound, Kimmy?"

"I like it," I said.

"OK," said Kelly, "my dad can't feel my pussy hair or my tits. He 
can still Kimmy's face. He won't even get his cock into her before 
he knows he's fucking the wrong girl."

Kelly was just not a believer.

"That's the second sense, Kelly. We have only taken care of the 
first sense, touch. So let's go on then. Kelly is correct. Your 
father cannot be allowed to see precisely with whom it is that he 
is having sex. The way to eliminate the sense of sight is to 
eliminate the light so that all takes place in darkness or to 
cover the eyes of the one being fooled and accomplish the same 
thing. The second is easier to arrange. We must make you father 
voluntarily don an opaque hood and then keep this hood in place 
until the deed is completed."

"But we can't make dad do that!" objected Kelly.

"Exactly," Jill said, "You cannot MAKE him do it. You must set 
things up so that he will WANT to do it. One means of doing this 
is to act out a fantasy that requires him to wear a hood. Yes, he 
is wearing a hood as he sacrifices the virginity of a young maiden 
on the altar in the temple. Kimmy will act as the high priestess. 
Kelly will be the virgin sacrifice. That is why she has shaved her 
pubic hair off. Jack will don the hood so that he does not see the 
virgin that he is to deflower. Only the priestess can see her 
face. She must stand behind the sacrifice to hold her hands away 
from the priest. Lead you father to the altar. Switch places. 
Kimmy climbs on the table to take Kelly's place as the sacrifice. 
Kelly stands directly behind her to hold her hands.

"Jack, inserts his penis into Kimmy's vagina and takes her 
virginity before he realizes that he has had intercourse with the 
wrong daughter.

"There are still some details to work out. Kimmy will not have 
time to get aroused and naturally lubricated so I will provide 
some sterile lubricant that will allow intercourse to take place 
quickly. Kimmy will also need some type of birth control so that 
we will know that she will not become pregnant. I can give you an 
injection tomorrow morning that should provide you with a weeks 
worth of protection. I will also get some of the morning after 
pills just in case. The side affects will be minimal.

"What do you think, girls?" asked Jill. "Is it worth a try?"

Kelly and I were silent for a minute.

I threw myself between Jill's breasts and hugged her.

"Yes," I said. "Let's do it!"

Jill looked at Kelly.

"It's up to you then, Kelly," said Jill. "I am willing and Kimmy 
is willing. If you are not then there is no pint in trying. One 
word from you will bring the entire deception to a halt. Do you 
want to help you father take you sisters virginity?"

Kelly was silent for an eternity.

"OK," said Kelly, "I'll do it, but only because I know how it was 
when Daddy popped my cherry. Kimmy might have to wait for another 
year or two if we don't do this now."

I flew into Kelly's arms. I cried as I hugged her. "You're the 
best sister ever, Kelly," I said. "I love you."

"I love you, too, Kimmy," she said.

"Good," said Jill. "Let's get to it, girls. Get some clothes on so 
we can go over to my house. I have some things that we will need. 
I also need to shave Kelly and I need to examine you, Kimmy. If I 
am going to prescribe some contraceptives I will need to do a 
pelvic exam first."

Jill really did have a doctor's office in her house. Complete with 
examination table.

"We'll start with your examination first, Kimmy. If I can't 
prescribe some contraceptive for you then there is no need to go 
any further. Take off you pants and get up on the examination 
table."

I took off all my clothes and folded them onto a chair.

Jill smiled at me. "You only needed to remove you pants and 
panties, Kimmy. I guess we can dispense with the paper gown. Put 
you feet in the stirrups and scoot your self toward me."

Jill did a lot of things to my pussy with her hands and some metal 
things that looked like torture devices. But she was always gentle 
with me. She told me what she was going to do and then had Kelly 
hold my hand and tell me which parts would be uncomfortable and 
which might hurt. At last she was done with the exam.

"You can get dressed now, Kimmy," said Jill. "Your turn, Kelly. 
Take off your pants and get up on the table."

Jill pulled new paper over the exam table and ripped off the paper 
I had been sitting on. She washed her hands as Kelly undressed.

Kelly laid down on the table and put her feet in the stirrups with 
out being asked. Jill got some scissors, a dish of hot water and a 
can of shaving cream. She sat down and put on a new pair of rubber 
gloves.

"First, Kelly," said Jill, "I'm going to trim most of your pubic 
hair with the scissors. Then I will need to wash your pubic area 
thoroughly with hot water. That will soften the hair and make it 
easier to shave."

Jill worked very fast. She must have done this a lot I thought to 
myself.

I stood very close when she started spreading the shaving cream on 
Kelly's pubic mound and pussy lips. I had watched Daddy shave. 
This was even more interesting than that.

Jill got a disposable razor and began to shave off the remaining 
pubic hair. Soon Kelly's pussy lips were absolutely smooth. Then 
all the hair above Kelly's slit was gone with only a few strokes 
of the razor.

Jill washed the remaining shaving cream off Kelly's pussy and then 
dried it with a towel.

"How does it feel?" asked Jill. Let me know if you can feel any 
stubble."

Kelly ran her fingers along her pussy lips and around on her pussy 
mound.

"It feels like Kimmy's pussy," said Kelly. "Feel it, Kimmy."

I felt Kelly's pussy and then mine. They did feel alike. I put my 
hand back on Kelly's pussy and felt again. I started to play with 
her clit.

"None of that in here, girls," said Jill. This is an examination 
room not a bedroom."

Jill washed her hands again and cleaned up the room while Kelly 
put her pants back on. I stayed naked. I wanted to be ready when 
things got interesting. 

Jill led us to her bedroom. 

"I have some things in this box that will help," said Jill.

She took out a black leather hood that had no eyeholes.

"This should keep Jack from seeing who is really on the table," 
said Jill. "That reminds me, Kimmy, when we get back to your house 
I want to have each of you girls get on the table naked. I want to 
stand between your legs to see how much of a difference there is 
between you two."

Jill pulled out two full-face masks with eye, nose and mouth 
holes. Each of you should wear one of these, too it will muffle 
your voices so that Jack won't be able to tell as easily who is 
speaking."

She picked out a long velvet cape. "Kelly can wear this on the way 
to the kitchen. She can then lay it on the table before Kimmy lays 
down on it. When Jack feels the cape under Kimmy he will associate 
it with Kelly. Another touch clue to convince his mind."

"Look through the box, see if there is something else that looks 
useful for tomorrow night or maybe even this afternoon or this 
evening."

Kelly pulled out something that looked like cock set into a small 
piece of plastic with elastic straps running every where.

"That's a strap-on dildo," said Jill. "One woman straps that on so 
that the dildo is down by her crotch and then she can use it to 
have intercourse with another woman."

I pulled out a small plastic thing that looked like a butterfly 
with feet and more elastic straps.

"That's a butterfly," said Jill. "You put your legs through the 
straps to hold the butterfly against your vulva. The feet just 
touch you clitoris. You then turn on the switch and it vibrates. 
It can drive you wild."

We took the toys back to our house. Jill made me get dressed 
before she would allow me to go outside.

I stripped as soon as we got into our kitchen. Kelly and Jill did 
the same.

Kelly got on the table and Jill put her smooth pussy against 
Kelly's. She held Kelly's legs and hips. While she closed her 
eyes.

Then she had me replace Kelly on the table while she repeated 
everything.

She put the hood on.

"Girl's," she said, "I want one of you to get on the table and 
stay there while I do this again. Then I will step back and I want 
you to switch places. I want to see if I can easily tell the 
difference between the two of you."

We did the experiment three times. Jill guessed who was on the 
table each time.

"I knew because I could hear you whispering who was to get on the 
table or I heard one of you giggling. We can take care of part of 
that by having a tape player play some primitive drum music in the 
kitchen. But you girls must act smoothly and without hesitation 
when you get in here. You need to know who will be where and what 
direction they will go so that you are not in their way or vice 
versa. Let's rehearse this from your Fathers bedroom to the 
kitchen. I will put on the strapon dildo and pretend to be your 
Father. Just don't let me insert the dildo into Kimmy.

We ran through everything ten more times until we did it right 
three times in a row.

We had fun for the rest of the afternoon and evening. I fucked 
Kelly with the strapon dildo and Kelly fucked Jill with it.

Then we showered together and did it again.

The next morning Jill brought over a tape called Ancient Rhythms. 
It was loud enough to hide any small noises we made. It also got 
the blood boiling for sex.

She also brought over a video camera to record my deflowering.

Daddy was due back in an hour. Jill issued the final orders. We 
would all be in the living room when daddy arrived. After Daddy 
took his suitcase to the bedroom Jill would say goodbye and go to 
the kitchen. We would strip in the living room. Kelly would put on 
the cape. Wear the masks up on our heads. Carry the tape player 
with us. Go to Daddy in his bedroom. 

Tell Daddy the fantasy we want to act out. You borrowed the props 
from a friend. Don't let him leave the bedroom without the hood. 
Act horny and we should be able to get him to agree. When Daddy 
has the hood on start the tape player. This will be Jill's cue to 
strip off her clothes.

When we get to the Kitchen have the high priestess tell the priest 
that the sacrifice is about to begin.

When we get to the table do it just like in rehearsal.

Daddy arrived home right on time.

End of Part 3 of JKK02

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