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Author: cmsix
Title: What's a Pervert to Do?
Part: 001
Summary: In honor of Frank McCoy
Keywords: Pervert
Language: English and North East Texan
This story appears by permission of http://storiesonline.net where it

first appeared.

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   copyright cmsix@cmsix.com

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   Chapter 1

   I'll admit it; I'm a pervert, even though I don't really think of myself
that way.  The fact that ninety-five percent of the rest of the world would
call me a pervert, if they knew what turned me on, didn't make me one, did
it?  I didn't think so, but there you go.

   The odd thing was how perfectly my life had worked out until just
recently, because my wife, Kathy, is a pervert too, and our individual
kinks just happen to mesh perfectly.

   I have a serious hard on for young girls; small breasted, tiny assed
young girls can do a number on my dick without even trying.  Kathy was just
such a girl when I met her.  I was 21, in college, and poaching at a high
school kegger.  I saw Kathy there and I was in lust at first sight.

   She's a blonde little pixie, blue eyed and tiny.  She was sixteen at the
time and weighed ninety pounds max, with her hair in a ponytail, and cut
off blue jean short shorts, she had me aching fifteen minutes after I saw
her.  I thought she might be about twelve or thirteen, she looked that
young.

   I was hooked and I made sure to hang around close to her until she
noticed me, and luckily for me she liked what she saw.  What wasn't to
like, I was obviously an older guy and I don't mind saying that I'm pretty
good looking.  Since Kathy had already made a good start on her beer, she
was wound up and ready for fun.

   An hour later, I was giving her some.  Her shorts were on the floor of
my car and her T-shirt was gone too; Kathy's legs were wrapped around my
ass, and when I pushed my dick up through her hymen, she started moaning.

   "Oh, Daddy, do it to me Daddy, do it to your little girl, you know you
want to," she panted.

   Talk about music to my ears, she was singing my tune.  Of course I
didn't have any kids yet but she sounded so sincere as she urged me on.  I
was in heaven, but it nearly turned to hell quickly.

   It wasn't that Kathy sobered up and hated me for copping her cherry,
hell, we went out the next night and she was glad to get her knees apart
again, pronto.  I'd been a dumb ass though and hadn't even thought about
protection.  I was used to college girls and they were on the pill,
sixteen-year-old teenyboppers weren't.

   Kathy was past the age of consent and so the law wasn't on my trail. 
Her mother was mad as shit though.  What the hell, my folks could afford it
and Kathy was a dream girl for me, even if we weren't in love yet.  I
didn't want my mother-in-law mad at me either, because Rachel was a
pervert's dream herself.

   She was a green eyed red head and almost exactly Kathy's size, except
that her titties were a little bigger; they were nothing near a C cup but
they filled a B, and when we had the big powwow over Kathy's family
condition, I ended the arguing almost at once by asking Kathy to marry me.

   Rachel was floored at first, being a single mother herself, because
Kathy's dad had been a no show at the justice of the peace office, and I
don't think that she really believed me.  When I showed up on time the next
day, to take them out to shop for Kathy's engagement ring, she tumbled to
the idea that I just might mean it.

   Rachel really warmed up to me the next week when she, Kathy, my folks
and I visited a minister and tied the knot.  She cried at the wedding of
course and so did my mother.  My father was even a little misty eyed and he
told us that he'd leased a three-bedroom home near my campus for us to live
in.

   We'd been living in it exactly eight weeks, when Rachel took advantage
of Kathy's doctor visit to show me just how rewarding it can be to marry a
girl you've knocked up, and to invite your mother in law to live with you.

   Kathy hadn't been gone five minutes, before Rachel showed me her
sparsely bushed, red headed pussy.  Even though she was thirty-one, she
didn't even look as old as I did, and she called me Daddy too.  When I
pushed my dick up in her tight wet pussy, she swore that I was the first
one who'd been in her since Kathy came out.

   I wasn't able to get them in bed together, at the same time, and it's
probably a good thing.  They both pretended I was their Daddy, and they
fucked me like little maniacs when they had me alone.

   Kathy stayed horny as hell the whole time she was pregnant, and she was
pissed when the doctor told her that she needed to forgo sex until the baby
came, and for six weeks after.

   Mom and Dad nearly wet their pants when Jennifer was born and they
insisted that Rachel quit her job and stay home to help Kathy, increasing
my little stipend exorbitantly.  I can truthfully say that knocking Kathy
up was the best thing that ever happened to me.

   After I graduated, with a double major in computer science and
marketing, I didn't have a bit of trouble getting a great job, with a large
company.  They outbid seven other companies and I ended up on a fast track.
In a couple of years we got a great deal on a house in an upscale suburb
and I don't think life could have been better.

   Rachel and Kathy still never mentioned the fact that they were each
fucking my brains out, and they continued to look, act and dress like
teenagers.  I was frankly amazed that Rachel didn't seem to age a bit and
Kathy didn't either.  When Jennifer's tenth birthday came, neither Kathy
nor Rachel weighed a hundred pounds.

   Oddly enough, my troubles started as Jennifer's thirteenth birthday
approached.  Her best friend was our next-door neighbor's daughter, and I
had grown very fond of watching them sun themselves out back in their
fashionable thong bikinis.

   Their birthdays were within two months of each other and they were
rapidly progressing through puberty together.  Jennifer had chestnut to
dark red hair, green eyes like Rachel, and it was apparent that she would
end up the same size as her grandmother and mother.  Jessica, her friend,
had black hair like her mother's and blue eyes.

   Marilyn, Jessica's mother, fit right in with them all, even though she
was the tallest, at five one.  She might have weighed a hundred pounds, but
I'd never known for sure, since it wasn't the kind of thing I could ask, or
that would come up in conversation.

   Lust nearly ruined things for me, since I not only liked to ogle
Jennifer and Jessica, but I also got a serious hardon, every time I saw
Marilyn's round little ass in her thong.

   Her husband, Lonnie, and I were on speaking terms and we even had joint
outdoor meals around the grill at their place or ours sometimes, but we
really weren't friends.  To tell you the truth, I thought he was a little
creepy.

   I decided to further my own voyeuristic possibilities by putting in a
swimming pool for Jennifer's birthday.  We already had a brick privacy
fence around our back yard, with the only gate being into the neighbor's
also brick fenced yard.  So I didn't really see the problem.

   It seemed like it would be a gift that the whole family would love, and
I was hoping it would have the added attraction of causing Marilyn's and
her cute little thonged ass, to do all her sunning out by our pool, I
didn't see how I could lose.

   Being the generous 'Daddy' to three women made me order the pool without
consulting either Kathy or Rachel.  I didn't bother, because I just knew
they'd love it.

   I might have gone a little overboard with the size of the pool and the
nice big patio I ordered to go around it.  I wanted to make sure that it
was the ultimate for sunning, since my fascination with getting a close
look at Marilyn's ass had reached the point of near obsession.

   In retrospect, I guess I should have mentioned the big expenditure to
Rachel and Kathy, especially since their birthdays weren't that far off
either.  I didn't though, and it cost me for a while.

   The tight jaws from Rachel and Kathy were already in operation the first
day the men arrived to work on the installation.  They weren't really mad
about the pool, but they were pissed that I had paid cash for it and that
we'd need to tighten our belts slightly for five or six months.

   They hadn't bothered to mention it yet, but they had decided among
themselves that they both needed a Cadillac XLR for their birthdays.  It
wouldn't have been a problem, and I'd have been glad to do it for them, but
since I'd put myself into a short-term bind with the pool, they wouldn't
hear of me going deeper into debt for them.

   I really should have been ashamed of myself and actually I was.  They
rarely wanted anything extravagant, and what man could hope for a wife and
mother in law that were both beautiful and both called you Daddy as you
assaulted their tight pussies, even if they wouldn't do a threesome.

   To put it bluntly, both my wife and mother in law cut me off, they even
explained it to me together, talking frankly for the first time in all
these years about how they'd always made sure I got plenty and that it just
wasn't right for me to do this.

   The bad part of it was that I agreed with them, I was the one who had
fucked up.  They did let me know that I could expect a double reunion when
I was in shape to buy the Cadillacs without straining our budget.  They
gave me a serious double kissing and fondling and then politely slammed
their knees together.

   At least I got a little humor break the next day.

   When I got home I noticed that Lonnie's car was already in his driveway
and that was a little unusual, since he was almost always an hour or and
hour and a half later getting home than I was.  I knew that Marilyn and
Jessica were gone to visit her parents and weren't going to be back until
late, Jennifer had been complaining about it for two days.

   So I was a little surprised, fifteen minutes later, as I was taking out
the trash, to see Marilyn and Jessica come driving up.  Jessica didn't even
go into her house; she came directly to ours, giving me a kiss on the cheek
and going in to find Jennifer.

   It was a damned good thing that she did because not half a minute later,
both the paper boy and Lonnie came running out of the house, bare assed,
with Marilyn hot on their heels, wielding a long leather belt and whacking
any ass she could connect with.

   About half way across the lawn, she gave up the chase and crumpled onto
the grass.  I trotted over and she was squalling her eyes out.  I didn't
even say anything; I just reached down and picked her up in my arms,
heading for our house with her.

   She put her arms around my neck and snuggled her head against me, giving
me a chaste kiss on the cheek.

   "At least there's still one man around here that likes to ogle me," she
whimpered.

   "Have I been caught?"

   "Of course you have, Jack, I have to get my thrills somewhere.  That
queer hasn't touched me in over two years.  I guess I should have known
what it was but the shock of seeing the paper boy giving it to him in the
ass was just too much for me, the slimy bastard," she said, sniffling
again, and then turning the tears back on.

   I called for Kathy and Rachel as soon as I was inside, and they rushed
over when they saw me carrying Marilyn.  They started in with questions,
but I cut them off, taking Marilyn into one of the guest bedrooms and
depositing her on the bed.

   "She's had quite a shock and I think that you should try to calm her. 
Get a cell phone too, she might need to call the paper boy's parents."

   I left it to them and went out to the kitchen for a beer, deciding to
let them handle it.  Jessica and Jennifer came down stairs after a few
minutes and they were headed for Jessica's house.

   "You'll need to get some things and plan on sleeping over with us for a
day or two at least.  I'll go with you two, just in case," I said.

   "What's the matter, Daddy?" Jennifer asked.

   "Your mothers will explain everything they want you to know later, let's
just go get your things and come right back.  You should probably get some
things for your mother too, Jessica.  She'll be staying here also," I said.

   They could tell that this was serious from the tone of my voice I guess,
and they didn't ask any more questions, not even when I grabbed the
baseball bat that I kept near the door.

   I didn't think that Lonnie would be coming back anytime soon, but he was
trapped outside naked, and you could never tell.  I took the girls over and
went into the house with them, keeping them in my sight.

   It took about fifteen minutes before they said they were done, and we
headed back to our place.  We never did see Lonnie, but I did hear some
sirens close by.  I made sure to lock the house completely before we left.

   Surprisingly, Marilyn and Rachel were sitting at the kitchen counter
having a beer when we came back in.  Kathy was fixing supper and they were
all talking in low voices.  When Marilyn saw Jessica, she started tearing
up again, but she signaled Jessica into the guest room and shut the door
behind them.

   "Daddy, what's going on?" Jennifer asked me.

   Seeing that Rachel and Kathy didn't want any part of explaining this, I
led Jennifer over to the couch and pulled her down into my lap, hugging her
and trying not to get hard when I realized how firm and sexy her little ass
had become.

   "Honey, Marilyn came home and caught Lonnie and the paper boy in a
compromising position," I said.

   She looked at me strangely as she tried to decipher what I'd said.

   "Jessica's Dad was doing it to the paper boy?" she asked, eyes wide.

   "I think that he was letting the paper boy do it to him, anyway, all I
saw was Lonnie and the paper boy running out of the house naked, with
Marilyn chasing them," I said, managing to keep a straight face.

   Jennifer tried to keep a straight face too, but she couldn't.  At least
she didn't laugh out loud, but she did giggle a lot.  When she was nearly
in control again, she looked at me and then lost it once more.

   "I'm sorry Daddy, but that just sounds so funny."

   "Well it might be, but I don't think it will be funny to Jessica," I
said.

   "Yes it will, she knew Lonnie was a queer, we found a bunch of his
magazines, hidden in his study.  She doesn't even like him and I don't
think Marilyn has either, for years.  Where did he go?" she asked.

   The last time I saw him, he was running as fast as he could toward that
wooded lot down the street.  That's why I took the baseball bat with me
when we went over there, in case he tried to come back while we were there.

   "But Daddy, if he was naked, he won't have a key to get back in for any
clothes," she said, giggling again.

   "I guess he's just going to have a bad day all around."

   Kathy's cell phone rang then and Rachel answered it.  She did a few, 'I
sees' and even two 'imagine thats' and then she hung up, telling us that
Lonnie had been apprehended in the wooded lot.  The same one I'd thought
he'd been headed for.  Jennifer couldn't keep from laughing out this time.
Rachel and Kathy tried to keep a serious expression but they finally lost
it too.

   I knew that Lonnie was in a shit load of trouble, but at least he could
probably find a sympathetic ear, or dick, in the lockup.

   Rachel went over to the guest room that Marilyn and Jessica were talking
in and knocked lightly on the door.  They must have asked her to come in,
because she opened the door and did, leaving it open.

   It was relatively quiet for about a minute and then I could hear both
Marilyn and Jessica burst into laughter, with Rachel joining them almost at
once.

   "See Daddy, I told you they would think it was funny," Jennifer said,
wiggling on my dick a little more and then seeming to notice it.

   She didn't mention the lump she was sitting on though, and I damned sure
didn't.  She did turn her face to me and kiss me lightly on the lips.

   "I'm glad that you're a normal daddy, it would be sad to think of you
doing the paper boy," she said, wiggling a little more.

   I was a little confused and probably more excited than I should have
been.  What did she mean by 'normal' Daddy.  I was pretty damned sure that
I wasn't even nearly normal, holding my thirteen-year-old daughter in my
lap and poking at her cute ass with a hard dick.  Well, I wasn't lusting
after the paperboy, and maybe that counted for something.

   Kathy announced that supper was ready and we all made it to the counter.
I was surprised again that the conversation was light and humorous during
the meal.  Marilyn broke us up saying that something good had come of this
after all.

   "Just look at all the free papers we must have been getting."

   Even I laughed, but it did sober me a little, and I wondered if they
would sit around laughing if I were arrested for ogling young girls.  I
guessed that I was pretty safe though, since the girls I ogled most were
sitting at the table with me.

   Kathy and Rachel did take a few shots at me about the upcoming pool, but
they were pretty cool about it by now, and I knew that, even though they
wouldn't be getting the cars they wanted for their birthdays, they did
intend to get maximum benefit out of the pool.

   Jennifer and Jessica, on the other hand, staunchly defended my pool
decision.  They couldn't wait for the pool to be finished, and neither one
of them minded that Rachel and Kathy were going to be stuck in their
minivans for a few more months.

   "Just think Mom, you and Granny are going to get the cars later anyway,
and by the time you do, the new models will be out," she said, and it did
seem to give them a little bit of a new perspective.

   I was home late the next three days because of work.  We had an idiot
representative trying to secure a new contract.  It was a big one, and I
had told the VP over my head that his man was going to screw the pooch for
us.

   Billingsly, the rep, was famous for promising new features that we
didn't have up to speed and good at giving unreasonable time estimates. 
I'd had to stay late, trying to get some doable estimates for his promises.

   When I got home tonight, there was a cloud over the household, and it
had blown in from Lonnie's direction.  Somehow, he had gotten himself hung
in the lockup.  The police hadn't shared any of the details with anyone,
but later, Marilyn's lawyer had told us that Lonnie must have gone off the
deep end.

   "The idiot started bragging about his paper boy friend, and some of the
other detainees took offense to being in the company of a child molester,
especially a male one that molested young males.  They hung him after
lights out, with his own shoelaces, which the county should never have let
him keep.

   "I hate to sound like a ghoul, but in the end it will work out much
better for Marilyn.  Lonnie was a big believer in credit life, for some
unknown reason.  Hell, that's nearly a crime in itself.  Marilyn and
Jessica will be debt free, mortgage and all, and they will get a quick
settlement from his life insurance.

   "The insurance companies will go after the county big time for their
negligence, and Marilyn will also have a good suit against them," he told
me, privately.

   I was glad to know that Marilyn wasn't going to suffer financially, but
I wondered why in hell the lawyer was telling me all this.  It wasn't my
estimation of a sound attorney client relationship at all.

   "I appreciate you informing me, but I have to wonder why you are,
Marilyn is only a guest in our house," I said.

   "Didn't she speak to you about it?"

   "About what?" I asked.

   "Marilyn told me during our first visit that you would be taking over
the details for her, she's even asked me to draw up a power of attorney for
her, in your name," he said.

   "We haven't discussed it, but if that's what she wants, I'll be happy to
help her in anyway I can," I said, trying to hide the fact that I was
completely stunned by this turn of events.

   Of course we were friends, plus Marilyn and Jessica were living with us
for the time being, but I'd assumed that it was temporary.  Why was I
elected to make the decisions?  I didn't have time to think about it
though, because he had questions for me now.

   "Marilyn told me that she wasn't interested in any type of service for
Lonnie, do you want to have him cremated.  She didn't know of any relatives
he might have had."

   "That's fine with me," I said.

   "I'm assuming that you want me to proceed with the suit against the
county.  It isn't actually against a government body, since they have a
contractor to administer their facility."

   "How much will it cost Marilyn to sue?" I asked.

   "I was hoping that we could come to an understanding on a contingency
basis, they're clearly in the wrong and I don't see any roadblocks to a
generous settlement.  I'd be willing to take care of it for twenty-five
percent."

   When he said twenty-five percent, I knew that he must smell a quick
slam-dunk on the way; that was dirt-cheap.  I agreed in principle and said
that I'd be happy to sign an agreement, once the power of attorney was
completed.

   He was all smiles when he left.  That made me a little nervous but I
figured that if he tried to cheat Marilyn, it would be easy enough to find
another lawyer to have a go at cleaning his plow.

   He'd met me as I was coming in from another long day at the office, and
I'd wondered where everyone else was.  I found out when Marilyn came in
from the backyard, in a sundress and with her long black hair in a
ponytail, looking sixteen tops.

   "Did you talk to my lawyer?" she asked.

   "Yes, and he had a few surprises for me."

   "I'm sorry, I just didn't want to have anything to do with it.  Are you
going to fix it for me?"

   "Yes, I'll be happy to help you and Jessica," I said.

   She rushed up and threw herself against me, kissing me right on the
lips, and even sneaking her tongue into my mouth.  My dick was hard at once
as she pressed even closer, but she broke the kiss, and smiled at me.

   "Thank you, Daddy," she said, and scampered back out back.

   It left me weak in the knees, since it implied even more.  She hadn't
been one to dress this way before, emphasizing her youthful looks and all,
and she'd certainly never called me Daddy before.  I could smell Rachel's
and Kathy's scent on this trail, and I guessed they weren't as mad at me as
they tried to make out.

   I finally went outside to see what everyone was doing.  They were
watching the pool construction, which was still going on.  I didn't wonder
why the men were still here, since there was a penalty for running over and
a bonus for getting done early.

   I did think that it was a little funny that Kathy, Rachel and Marilyn
were out watching the construction right along with Jennifer and Jessica.
It was also a pleasant surprise that they were all wearing sundresses and
had their hair in ponytails.  I wasn't sure that Kathy and Rachel weren't
doing it just to torment me a little, and I figured that they had enlisted
Marilyn help.

   I gave them all a kiss and we headed inside, since they had waited on me
for supper.  When we finished eating, Kathy took me to the living room and
put me in a chair to give me a neck rub.  I might be in the dog house for
the time being, but they all knew that late days made me mad and tense and
they weren't going to let me get run down, even if they were going to make
sure I didn't get any for a while.

   Things went along pretty much normally for about a week.  I had several
more late days at the office, but I got fed up and took off early on
Friday. I got home just after lunch and they were all surprised to see me,
but they gave me a nice welcome home.

   They were headed off for an afternoon of shopping, except for Jennifer.
She had been determined to watch the pool job, since it was beginning to
look like a pool now.  When Jennifer volunteered to fix my supper, the
others decided that they would stay in town later and probably eat there,
telling us they'd be home by nine.

   Jennifer fixed me a couple of sandwiches for lunch, after the others had
gone, and after I'd eaten she took me to the chair and gave me a neck rub.
I told her that I wasn't really mad or tense today but she said that she
needed the practice.

   After my neck rub, she had me move to the couch and then she squirmed
into my lap, and gave me a short kiss on the lips.

   "Daddy, we have to talk," she said, sounding serious.

   "What about sweetie?"

   "I want to know what's going one around here."

   "What do you mean?"

   "Why aren't you having sex with mama or granny anymore?" she asked.

   I didn't know what to say, not a clue.  I hadn't realized that she was
old enough to notice and I was really surprised that she knew that both her
mother and grandmother were my sex partners.  I just didn't know how to
answer.

   "How do you know that your mother and I aren't having sex, and what
makes you think that Rachel and I ever have?"

   "Don't be silly, Daddy.  Do you think I don't hear you and Rachel when
you go to her room late at night?  I hear her calling you Daddy and telling
you 'Do it harder, Daddy' when you're in there.  I've known what you were
doing since I was ten.  Hearing you with her is what made me start sneaking
out of my room to listen to you do it to momma too," she said, wiggling her
ass on my now hard dick.

   "I don't know what to say, sweetie," I said.

   "Don't look so surprised, Daddy.  I know what goes where and I know
that's your hardon poking against my butt.  So tell me, why have you, momma
and granny stopped doing it?  I think I should know," she said.

   "I don't guess it will hurt to tell you; Kathy and Rachel are teaching
me a lesson.  They said I was inconsiderate for not telling them about the
pool, and for forgetting that their birthdays were coming up," I said.

   "You mean that they cut you off because of my pool?"

   "Not exactly honey, they were just ticked off because I didn't tell them
until it was a done deal.  I don't think they are really mad at me, I think
they really are just trying to teach me a lesson," I said.

   "Well isn't Marilyn helping you out, at least a little?"

   "Honey, Marilyn just lost her husband, I'm sure that she isn't thinking
about things like that, and besides, what would your mother think if I
cheated on her?" I asked.

   "Oh poo, Marilyn hasn't given a fig about Lonnie since she found out he
was a queer, and she had the hots for you even before that.  Don't you know
that's why she started sunning herself in thongs?  She has a major crush on
you.

   "I thought for sure that was why she started dressing like the rest of
us when they moved over here, and I know that mommy doesn't mind her doing
it," she said.

   "Why would your mother care how Marilyn dresses?"

   "Poor Daddy, you've never even noticed have you?"

   "Noticed what baby?"

   "You mean you really haven't noticed that granny always wore her
youngest looking clothes, and put her hair up in a pony tail or even pig
tails, on the days you were going to go to her room that night?

   "Jessica and I were sure that you were going to Marilyn's room every
night now, since she dresses like that every day now, but we've never been
able to catch you at it," she said.

   I was surprised again, to know that Jennifer and Jessica both knew I
wasn't getting any from Kathy or Rachel and also at finding out they'd been
trying to catch me boinking Marilyn, which I hadn't.

   "You mean that Jessica knows about Rachel and me too?"

   "Of course, I told her as soon as I found out.  We both liked to listen
to you two in there when Jessica used to sleep over, before they moved in.
We've even snuck out of my room together to listen to you and mommy, when
you weren't with granny."

   It was apparent to me now that my sex life was an open book to Jennifer
and Jessica, and strangely it gave me a charge.  That was a little
dangerous too, because Jennifer's ass was already giving me a lot of
thrills on its own.

   "I guess I just didn't realize how clever you two were," I said.

   "It's no wonder we haven't been able to catch you with Marilyn, since
you haven't been with her yet.  Momma and Rachel must have told her you
were off limits until your punishment was over.  If they hadn't, she would
have jumped your bones already," she said.

   "I'm still not sure that Marilyn feels that way about me," I said.

   "Daddy, please.  Do you think we didn't listen to Marilyn too, when I
slept over at Jessica's house?  She and Lonnie had separate bedrooms for
the last three and a half years.  Jessica and I have listened to her
rubbing her pussy and moaning your name lots of times.  It must be hard on
her too, holding out on you when she hasn't had any for years," Jennifer
told me.

   "It looks like you and Jessica know more about my sex life than I do,
and here I thought I was going to have to tell you about the birds and the
bees."

   "Daddy, momma told me about it all, three years ago.  And of course we
know all about you.  You can't sneak around and listen to yourself after
all, and it would have been a pretty good trick for you to sneak into
Jessica's house and listen to Marilyn.

   "We were afraid that you might be getting cut off because of the pool,
and it's a good thing we had this little talk so early today."

   "Why is that?"

   "Because Jessica and I have the cure for your troubles."

   "What do you mean Jennifer," I asked, but knew I shouldn't have.

   "Well you got in trouble over the pool for my birthday, and it made Mom
and granny cut you off, so Jessica and I are going to cut you back on, me
first," she said, and I trembled, except for my dick, which throbbed.

   "Now, Jennifer, honey, you can't do that, you're too young for that and
it isn't right anyway."

   "Of course it's right, and don't try to tell me you don't want to, I can
feel how much you want to.  Jessica and I are not too young either, we both
have pussies and the both work fine," she said

   "But baby, you're both virgins aren't you?"

   "Of course we are, but what does that have to do with it.  You got Mom's
cherry and Jessica and I both think you'll do a great job with ours.  I
guess you didn't know that Mom sometimes brags about how good you were to
her.  She's told everyone around here what a stud you were the first time
she met you.  Jessica and I are ready to do the deed, and we can't count on
the paper boy to take care of us," she said, and giggled about it.

   "I'm sorry honey, but I just can't," I said, and I thought I meant it.

   "Yes you can," she said, twisting around in my lap, kissing me on the
lips and pushing her tongue into my mouth.

   I was trying to keep thinking with the head that had ears on it, but I
was beginning to fear that I was losing.  Her kiss was passionate and her
sexy little ass wasn't taking any prisoners.  She spread her legs a little
and I could almost feel her pussy making firmer contact with the big bulge
in my pants.

   "Did I mention that I'm not wearing any panties, Daddy," Jennifer told
me, and then resumed our kiss.

   A man that's used to two different women, fucking his brains out every
night, can't think clearly after two weeks without, at least this one
couldn't.  I kept trying, but when Jennifer took hold of my hand, pulling
it up under her skirt and onto her naked pussy, I was done for.

   I felt her sparse bush on my fingers and I just couldn't resist teasing
her lips.  They were moist already and plump, very plump, and hot.  I
teased a fingertip between them and she sighed into my mouth.  I felt her
hymen right away and as I slipped my finger up and down her slit, she
spread her legs wantonly and bit my tongue lightly.

   "I have titties too, Daddy, and no bra either.  Play with your little
girls nipples, Daddy, play with them, make them tingle," she said, kissing
and sucking at my throat now.

   I didn't want to take my hand off her pussy, since it was getting wetter
by the second.  I reached around with my other hand and started undoing her
buttons.  In only a few seconds they were loose and I slipped my hand into
her top.

   Her little nipples were small, but they were already hard, and she
shivered when I found one and teased it.  Her small arms were around my
neck and hugging with almost all her strength.  Her ass kept squirming as I
teased her pussy lips and her nipples.  She was a little firecracker in my
lap and I knew that she'd be going off soon.

   I was right too, she let go of her hug and grabbed the skirt of her
sundress, pulling the whole thing up over her head and then off.  I nearly
fainted from her beautiful revelation.  Her belly was so flat and smooth
and her little titties just looked delectable.

   Then my eyes were drawn to her tiny bush, it had a more reddish cast to
it than her chestnut hair and the lips were puffy and dripping.  Her
coltish legs straddled me and she pushed her now naked beaver down onto my
bulge as she did away with the buttons on my shirt.r

   My hands drifted down to cup her pert ass cheeks and I was shaking as I
felt her up and then pushed a finger between her legs to pet her pussy
again.  She had my shirt undone and off me in seconds and then she was
kissing my nipples and teasing the hair on my chest with her tongue.

   I was hers to do with as she wanted now, and I knew it; she knew it too
and as she twisted and pushed me down onto my back on the couch, she gave
me my instructions.

   "Get your shoes and pants off, Daddy, and your boxers too.  I want to
see your dick and then I want to play with it."

   She moved up to straddle my waist, rubbing her slick pussy on my hairy
belly.  I kicked off my loafers and socks, unbuttoned and unzipped my
pants, and raising my ass, I pushed the pants and boxers off, and then I
lay back down.

   Jennifer took that as her cue and she slid back toward my feet.  Of
course my dick poked her in the butt, but she kept going, bending it over
backward until it almost hurt, and then letting it pop up between her legs.

   She smiled, said something like 'cool' and then took hold of it with
both her small hands.  Stroking up and down a time or two.

   "Wow, Daddy, I didn't know it would be so big around, and so long.  I
hope it doesn't hurt too much."

   She left one hand stroking it slowly and cupped my balls with the other
one.  She kneaded them gently and my dick jumped in her hand.  She smiled
widely again and spent a few more minutes with her new toy.

   No matter how wrong it had seemed to me at first or how I tried to
resist, I was on board for this now.  Her tiny hands felt delicious,
stroking my dick and playing with my balls.  And that's another thing, I
was about ready to get on with it.

   "Un, Daddy, how do we do this exactly?  I mean, I know where it goes and
everything but I'm not sure how it gets in there.  Do I need to lie down
and let you get on top of me?"

   "We could do it that way, but it will be better if you stay on top the
first time for sure, that way you can control how fast we go.

   "Scoot up over it, and then rub the head around between your labia."

   "You can say pussy lips around me, Daddy, especially since you'll have
your dick between mine in just a little," she said, giggling.

   "Then rub my dickhead between your pussy lips until it is really
slippery from your fuck oil."

   "Oh, that sounds hot," she said.

   "It is, believe me.  After you have me good and slippery, place my
dickhead right at your entrance, against your cherry.  Then lower yourself
onto it as slowly as you want to.  When your cherry breaks, my dick will
slide in a little.  Don't try to take it up you too fast though, because
most of it will still be dry and it might make the pain even worse."

   "It won't hurt much will it?"

   "I don't know; I don't have anything to go by.  It didn't seem to hurt
Kathy too much or for very long, but she's the only virgin I've ever been
with, so that's all I can tell you.  I'm pretty sure that it's going to be
a really tight fit though," I said.

   "Mom told me that you had a big dick but I didn't think it was this big.
It doesn't matter though, she told me that when I did it my pussy would
stretch, if I could go slowly enough and she reminded me that hers
stretched enough to let me out.  Of course, she didn't have any idea that
I'd be stretching mine around your dick," she said, giggling again.

   I was almost out of my mind now, wanting to get my dick up her.  I
stayed still though and let her move at her own pace.  She knee walked back
toward my head and stopped when she was directly over my dick.

   Her hand took hold of me again and she moved it around, lowering her
pussy toward it, until I felt her wet lips kissing the head.  It was
exquisite torture for me and I wanted to take hold of her hips and jerk her
down onto me.  I let her do it though.

   She had my dickhead wet now and she placed it against her cherry,
lowering herself just a little and pressing me against the membrane.  God
it was torture, especially when she eased back up.  I was panting now and I
dared not speak for fear of yelling at her to get on with it.

   She bounced lightly against my dick again, and then again.  She was
beginning to get a wild look of her own on her face and she was grinning
like mad.

   "I don't think it's going to hurt very much at all, Daddy.  I think your
big old dick will just slide up into my little pussy with no trouble," she
said, and I was ready to start tearing my hair out.

   She moved again and just like that her cherry was history.  She said
'Oh' and then held still, with my dickhead barely in her.

   "That was only a little sting, Daddy.  We're fucking now, aren't we,"
she said, smiling.

   "We've started anyway.  Take as long as you need to adjust.  Does it
feel alright?"

   "It feels kind of neat but not real sexy yet, I have to move more for
that, don't I?"

   "Yes, but take your time, it feels really good to me, with just the head
in you."

   She lowered herself a little more, and I could actually feel her pussy
walls being pressed aside, and her juices spreading over my shaft.  It was
wonderful, but I still had the urge to grab her and pull her down on me.

   She came on down another inch and it was really getting good to me now.
I was about halfway home and my dick was throbbing inside her tight wet
heat, and was she ever tight.

   She raised her ass a little and settled lower.

   "Oh, that felt really good," she said, and then did it again.

   Five or six more strokes had me all the way up her, and I was surprised
that she could take it all.  I think I could just feel my dickhead bumping
against her cervix.  She just sat on me, while I was all the way in, and
wiggled around a little.

   She picked up the stroke on her own, without further prompting, and soon
she was rising until my dickhead was barely in her and then letting her
self down, slowly at first, but picking up speed as we went on.

   I put my hands up to play with her little titties and tease her hard
nipples.  She shuddered when I did and bent closer over me so that I could
reach them better.

   Jennifer caught on quickly to a good natural fuck stroke.  She was
grunting and groaning a little now, and as she felt the angle change when
she bent toward me, she decided she liked it and lay onto my chest.

   This gave her an even better angle and her hips took on a rapid-fire
tempo, pulling back quickly and slamming herself onto me again.  I couldn't
get hold of her titties now, since she was pressing them to my chest.  I
reached for an ass cheek with each hand and took hold, tickling her tiny
rosebud after a few minutes.

   She kicked it up even faster as I pressed the fingertip against her
pucker and she let me know that she had indeed been listening to my
sessions with Kathy and Rachel.

   "Oh, Daddy, oh Daddy, fuck your baby girl, Daddy, fuck her, fuck her
good," she cried out, and even sounded like Kathy.

   I did my best, I figured I couldn't mess things up now, and as I finally
got a fingertip into her ass, I started jerking her to my dick harder with
my hands on her ass.  She went spastic in only a few more seconds and then
so did I.

   Come blasted out of my dick and up into her, spurt after spurt.  She was
coming too and I could feel her little pussy clenching around me.  She went
limp, panting on my chest while I gave her five or six more long strokes as
I finished.

   I pulled her up to kiss her lips and run my tongue into her mouth, she
sighed and sucked on it, laying on me and trying to catch her breath.

   "Oh, Daddy, that was wonderful, and it only hurt a little, right at
first.  Do you feel better now too, Daddy, now that you aren't cut off
anymore?"

   "I feel great, Jennifer, even if I do feel a little guilty," I said.

   "Don't feel guilty, feel sexy, I want to do it again."

   She must have too, because she turned around and sucked my shrinking
dick into her mouth.  She only got a little more than the head in, but she
sucked hard and teased it with her tongue.  Meanwhile I was looking right
at her little ass and freshly fucked pussy.

   She shivered when I licked her pussy lips and then tongued her pucker.
She sucked on my dick and played with my balls until I was hard again.

   "I've heard mommy and Rachel telling you to do them like a dog, can you
do that to me?"

   "I'll be glad to do you doggie style, baby.  On your hands and knees and
I'll show you how it's done."

   She scrambled around and had her little ass up in the air in seconds.  I
pressed my dick up to her pussy lips and slid it in slowly.  Goddamn, her
ass looked so good from here and watching my dick disappear up her pussy
from this angle just set me on fire.

   "It feels even bigger like this, Daddy.  Oh God, it feels so good.  Do
it to me hard now, Daddy, do it hard."

   I knew that she was mocking Kathy and Rachel again, but I didn't care. I
took hold of her hips with my hands and used them to increase the speed and
power of my strokes.  I might have gotten a little carried away, but who
wouldn't have.  It seemed like only seconds before Jennifer was screaming
for more, practically howling at me.

   She was much more vocal than either Kathy or Rachel, as she practically
begged me to fuck her harder and faster.  I got way into it, forgetting
that she was new to this; I plowed her hard.  She went off, clamping my
dick with her pussy when I started shooting come up her again.

   I sagged down on her, pushing her to the couch and letting my dick stay
up her until it shrank and plopped out.  I tried to keep most of my weight
off her and I just reveled in the feel of her young body beneath me,
wiggling and squirming.

   "Oh, Daddy, that was even better.  I can't wait to tell Jessica how good
it is.  She'll be ready for her turn tomorrow," she told me, as I rolled
off to lie beside her.

   "Jennifer, are you sure it will be alright to tell Jessica about us?" I
asked, more than a little nervous at the prospect.

   "She knew the real reason I stayed home today and she'll be mad if you
try to hold out on her tomorrow, so don't even bother.  She'll be calling
you Daddy too, from now own.  Marilyn told her she could," she said.

   Jennifer and I got up and took a shower together after a few more
minutes.  She told me that her pussy felt a little sore and so I kissed it
better before we got out to dry off.

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