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Subject: {ASSM} The New Honeymoon (MF Mf.Ff)
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The Best Honeymoon
a Story by Varangian

Spring, 2007



Ten year old Linda came to live with me, a bachelor, after the death of
her mother, my older sister.  The girl knew me, although not very well,
because in the past I had infrequently visited her house.

She was distraught at her loss of course, and for the following six
months I helped her cope with her grief until it receded.  She turned
eleven during that period of mourning.

I treated her with kindness and understanding, and as a consequence she
became quite affectionate towards me.  At first I harbored no designs on
the attractive, blonde girl.  But that began to change after we shared a
particular kiss.

I had kissed her before without guile in an avuncular fashion.  One
Saturday morning, however, my world changed when I suddenly acknowledged
her sexual appeal.

She frequently ran around the house clad just in panties and a tank top,
so I was not surprised that Saturday when she came down from her room
scantily attired.

"What are we going to do today, Daddy?" she asked, plopping down on the
couch next to me.  She had begun calling me Daddy after I began the
legal process to adopt her.

I noticed for the first time small bumps on her chest under her upper
garment.  Perhaps it was because she had outgrown the item and it pulled
tight.

"Clothes shopping is an option," I said, embracing her lightly with an
arm.  "You're growing up."

She squealed in delight then flung herself at me, kissing my lips.  Our
kiss lingered and became serious.  It was no longer an avuncular buss.
I fondled her left upper arm, relishing the softness, but I did not
venture to stroke her well-fleshed thigh.  Nor did I offer my tongue.

"Was that your first real kiss?" I asked after we disengaged.

She cuddled to me.  "I love you Daddy," she whispered against my neck.

Of course she loved me.  I was the only person who stood between her and
chaos.  Her kiss hadn't been an invitation for me to molest her, but at
that moment I acknowledged to myself that she was sexually desirable.

The implications were so dire that I seriously entertained the notion of
marrying.  I was a twenty nine year old graduate student in molecular
biology who had an obvious candidate for marriage -- Molly, a very
agreeable twenty three year old whom I had been banging for the previous
three months.


* * *


"Yes!  Yes!  Jake, pound me!"

Molly was a very vocal young woman when sexually aroused, especially
with my thick eight-inch penis slipping rapidly in and out of her slick
warm tightness.

"Oh, god!" she screamed at the pinnacle of her ecstasy and gasped
deliriously for the next fifteen seconds or so.

I continued fucking roughly, gazing down at her pretty face, kissing her
lips at times, licking her cheeks.  I persisted.

"Are you close?" she asked.

"I can last.  Do you want another go?"

She scratched my shoulders and thrust up at me, her knees raised beside
my torso.  We slapped together.

"Jake!" she soon cried and surrendered to a second orgasm.

"Take your pleasure now, darling," she gasped, kissing my lips
passionately.  "I want to watch you."

I slowed my strokes to relish the growing sensation on my cock.  She
grinned up at me, knowing that I was about to come.

"I can tell," she said.  "You get even bigger."

"Oh, Christ!" I yelped then spewed copiously into the woman, who
repeatedly slapped me on the back with both hands and laughed in delight
as I drained myself.

"You're the best, Jake," she told me a couple of moments later as we lay
side by side on the bed.

I nuzzled her neck with a hand on a modest, pert tit.

"Do you want to do it for the long term?" I asked.

"What are you saying?"

"Marriage.  Will you marry me?"

"What brings this up, Jake?  Don't we already have everything we want
now?  We're faithful to each other and we have great sex.  Does this
have anything to do with Linda?"

"Yeah, she needs a mother."

"I understand that, of course.  But, Jake, I've just started medical
school.  I don't have time to raise a kid, especially a pubescent one."

"It's her pubescence that worries me, Molly."

"How so?"

"Somehow -- I don't know how to say this -- we've started kissing.  She
wants it all the time."

"She's only eleven!"

"Don't you think I already know that?  The girl clings to me, seeks
kisses, tongues and all.  I don't believe she really understands what
she wants.  Do you get the picture?"

"I think I do, Jack, and you should be ashamed of yourself."

"I haven't touched her, Molly!"

"But you want to, although you won't admit it to yourself."

"That's not fair!  Linda is objectively sexy."

"Objectively?"

"Well, what do you think?  You've had a lesbian fling."

Molly enfolded my flaccid cock.  It more than filled her hand.  She
kissed my shoulder.

"She is sexy, Jake, like a large, soft doll with great legs.  I was like
her at that age, when I let a woman ten years my senior introduce me to
sex.  That's why I can't be her mother.  I'd be a bad influence."

"You'd seduce her?"

"I'm afraid so, Jake.  I've been fascinated about her since I first met
her three months ago."

"She's only eleven."

"Linda has a blonde body that is soft and -- I don't know how to put it.
Her flesh has a certain luster.  I assume that her breasts, small as
they are, are creamy with roseate nipples."

"I haven't seen them."

"But they must be like that.  And her pussy must be devoid even of pin
hairs.  I was like that at her age."

"I love your pussy hairs, Molly.  They're almost as blonde as your pony
tail."

"What I'm saying, Jake, is that I'm sexually attracted to pretty blonde
girls her age.  I can't be her mother.  It would be a disaster."

"What do you suggest?"

"Hand her off to some other family."

"I'm her only family, Molly!"

"Then you have a real problem.  I'll talk with her, if you want."


* * *


"Don't you want to kiss me, Daddy?  Why did you turn your head away?"

"Maybe we kiss too much, darling."

"Too much?  What's wrong with it?  We love each other."

"Do you know anything about sex, darling?  Have you ever thought about
it?"

"Not really, Daddy, although I've heard stories.  It sounds gross."

"You're getting to a certain age, Linda.  You need to learn about sex.
Would you talk to Molly, if I can convince her to do so?"

"What will she tell me?"

"Girl things, about growing up."

"I have some questions," Linda said then sought another kiss.


* * *


"Jesus!" Molly cried as I eased my fat cock into her ass.

The woman amazed me.  We had done it before and she enjoyed it.  She
frigged herself as I slowly fucked her butt, relishing the soft feel of
her from behind, my mouth on her neck.

"Not too fast," she gasped.  "I'm close!"

Then she shrieked in orgasm, and I quickly spewed, the vibration of the
thick dildo in her cunt setting me off.

Later we showered together.  Molly, always mischievous, went down on me
in the pelting spray and sucked me to orgasm, swallowing my spunk.

"You didn't come so much, big guy," she said against my lips.  "I
remember a time when you almost drowned me."

"I just shot a super load into your behind, Molly.  What do you expect?"

"Certainly not pregnancy."

"Would you marry me then?"

"I'll marry you, Jake, in any case.  But we have to reach an
understanding about Linda."

I soaped the woman's back as we kissed.  My flaccid dong hung low
against her belly.

"I'll leave it up to you, darling.  I won't pry or spy."


* * *


The wedding was festive.  Friends from school attended and Linda tossed
rose petals as we emerged from the church.

The girl, almost ripe, grinned at me innocently, not knowing that her
new mother would probably introduce her to sex.

"I love you, Daddy," she called, "and you too Molly."

We were on a perilous course.

Linda accompanied us to the Bahamas for the honeymoon.  There was no
other option.

We arrived in the morning, and by early afternoon Molly and Linda, both
gorgeous in bikinis, had disappeared down the strand.  Less than an hour
later I saw them returning, Linda holding my bride's hand.

Linda cast me a nervous, embarrassed glance before rushing into the
beach house.  Molly came up to me.

"How about us, Linda?  It's supposed to be our honeymoon."

She grinned at me.  "I'm horny for your impressive tool," she said.  "Go
get a blanket and meet me down the beach.  Also, bring some lubrication.
I'm feeling very naughty."

I encountered Linda near the door after I entered the house.  She
stepped close, inviting an embrace then a passionate kiss.

"Molly and I are going to spend some time together," I told her after
stepping back.

She nodded in understanding, smiling in a sheepish way.

"We'll be back in an hour or so," I said.

I rushed from the house carrying a blanket and a tube of lubrication
eager for the butt fucking that Molly had promised.


* * *


Later, in the afternoon, the three of us played in the warm ocean water
and lounged on the deserted beach.  I lay beside Molly on a blanket in
the shade of an umbrella.  During a kiss I slipped my hand under her
bikini top to fondle an exquisitely firm tit, even though Linda watched
from the water's edge.

"Showing off, Jake?" Molly asked with a grin.

"The girl must know something about sex," I replied, "and she'll
certainly learn more.  We're married and she's our daughter now.  I
don't want you to stifle your wondrous orgasmic cries just because
Linda's in the house."

"She's actually rather ignorant about such matters.  I found that out
this morning on our walk.  She thinks that the way you and she have been
kissing is deliciously naughty.  I gave her an in depth birds and bees
lecture.  She was astonished to learn that cocks can be really large.
She's only seen a baby's."

"Did you talk about girl on girl sex?"

"No, Jake.  Linda is a sweet innocent child.  I think she'd be truly
shocked if I told her about the delights of lesbian sex."

"You aren't going to seduce her?"

"Not yet, Jake, and I suggest that you leave her alone to enjoy her
childhood.  It'll end before long."

"I have no designs on the girl!"

"She's powerfully attractive, Big Dick, and I've seen you ogle her."

"That doesn't mean that I'd sexually abuse her."

"No you wouldn't.  You'd make love to her.  It's only a matter of time
for both of us."  Molly continued, "There was another positive result of
our intimate talk this morning."

"Like what?"

"She's no longer jealous of me regarding you.  She's accepted me as her
step-mom.  We bonded.  We kissed."

"So, there'll be peace in the family.  That's good.  Let's go inside and
do some more honeymoon stuff."

We kissed again, during which I pinched her nipple gently.

"Later, Jake.  I look forward to it.  Now I should see about supper.
You stay out here and play with Linda."

After Molly left, I rose to join the younger girl at the shore line
where she had been watching us.  As I approached, I again appreciated
her stunning limbs and torso that stood in such contrast to her pretty,
childish face.

"Let's wade out," I said, taking her hand in mine.

"You and Molly were making out in public!" she exclaimed as we advanced
into the waves.

"There's no public on this deserted beach, Linda, except for you.  Get
used to seeing things and hearing noises at night.  Molly and I are
married, and we have sex together."

"I know that, Daddy.  Don't mind me."

I stood behind her in the bouncing surge, my arms encircling her waist,
my hands on the rounded, soft flesh of her belly.  I resisted a powerful
desire to touch her sexually, to masturbate her.  Instead I kissed the
juncture of her neck and shoulder.  She squirmed and giggled.


* * *


That night Molly and I fucked with abandon.  My long, fat schlong
pounded her to a series of orgasms to which she surrendered without
inhibition.  Linda, in the next room, must have heard the shrieks, yells
and the bumping of the bed.

The next morning at breakfast Linda smirked at her parents.

"You were noisy last night," she said, grinning.

"You'll have to get used to it," I responded.

"I don't mind.  You were having fun."

Turning to Molly, she asked, "What does it feel like?"

Molly choked on her oatmeal then said, "We'll take another walk this
morning, darling.  I'll explain everything."

Later, I jogged down the beach as my wife and daughter walked hand in
hand in the other direction.

An hour later Molly pulled me to the water's edge as Linda went inside
the house.

"She's never masturbated!" Molly exclaimed.  "She doesn't have a clue!"

"Did you help her out?" I asked.

"Get real, Jake!  How could I come onto a girl who is so totally
ignorant of sexual pleasure?"

"Then we'll have to wait until she discovers that personal joy."

"Jake, she loves you beyond question.  Feel her up.  Get her started.
I've heard of women who've reached forty years of age without
experiencing an orgasm.  That's disgraceful."

"Wouldn't it be better for you to do it?  I mean, you're a female and
less threatening."

"You don't threaten her, Jake!  She's putty in your hands."

"So, you want me to break her in then you'll have a chance?"

"Not 'break her in,' Jake.  That cock of yours could cause serious
damage to a girl her age."

"You don't have a cock, Molly.  You could probably do it better than I."

"The fact is that Linda trusts you more than me.  She's in love with
you."

"Can't we just let nature take its course?" I asked.  "She's an
attractive eleven year old girl.  Surely some boy will trick her into
bed before she's forty."

"I don't want to wait that long, Jake.  I dream of a hairless pudendum
and budding, adolescent boobs."

"You're being selfish, Molly.  Linda still plays with dolls.  She sucks
her thumb!"

"What can I say, Jake?  Isn't the thought of licking a bare pussy
sufficient incentive?"

"You're being very gross, Molly."

"Perhaps so, but I want the girl before she grows hair between her legs.
Will you do it?  She already kisses you like a passionate lover.  Let
your hands roam."

Molly left me at the water's edge.  Spent waves lapped my bare feet.  I
truly wanted to explore Linda's adolescent body with hands and mouth,
but it seemed wrong.


* * *


The next time I kissed Linda my thumb stroked a pubescent tit.  She
didn't object.  Indeed, she pressed closer to me.  I placed my hand on
it, which didn't fill my palm.

It was a pointy, firm protuberance.

"Do you mind?" I asked.

"No," she answered against my neck

"I'd love to touch you all over," I said with my mouth anointing her
flaxen hair.  She was a head shorter than I.

"That's okay, Daddy.  I want to learn about stuff."

"It's about sex, Linda, and you're underage.  Do you understand?"

"I'll never tell, Daddy," she said then sought my lips.

"Molly could teach you better than I."

"I want you to touch me special, Daddy.  Molly can do it too."

"We'd see you naked.  Would that embarrass you?"

"No, Daddy.  Molly told me about a, a certain pleasure I haven't felt
yet.  I want to learn about that."

I gazed at her pretty, childish face while fingering an incipient tit.
I pulled up her bikini bra.  Molly was right.  The small breasts were
creamy and had roseate nipples.

I loved the girl too much.  I couldn't continue with what I had
intended.  I straightened the bra then kissed her lips.

"Darling, Molly should be the person to teach you."

"But, Daddy!"

"Darling, some day we'll go to bed together and make love."

"Promise?"

"I promise, sweetheart, but you need to start with Molly."

"I like Molly, Daddy.  I love her, but not as much as I love you.  Why
won't you teach me?"

"Because I don't know how to begin with a girl your age and lack of
experience.  Molly does.  Do you understand, darling?  I might do it
wrong and clumsily."

Linda hung her head, sulking.  Then she nodded slightly.

I went outside to inform Molly, who waded at the shore line.

"I couldn't do it," I told her.  "It just didn't seem right.  Linda's
waiting inside for you."

"Waiting for what, Jake?"

"For a gentle, loving introduction to sex.  I would have botched it."

"Did she agree to this?"

"Yes.  She told me that she loves you."

Molly suddenly appeared to be flustered, excited.

"I, I'll need all afternoon," she stammered.

"I'll walk to the village, Molly, have lunch and waste time.  Expect me
to be back by five."


* * *


After returning to the house, I found both my girls naked, sleeping on a
bed.  My cock swelled at the sight of Linda's little, conical tits and
hairless groin.  The pussy lips, through which her clit hood protruded,
were slightly red in contrast to the creamy, pale flesh of her lovely
body.  Evidently those lips had been the focus of some ardent attention.

I stepped to the bed, unable to resist an urge to stroke the girl's
soft, well-fleshed thigh.  She awoke at my touch then smiled up at me
nervously

"Is it all right, Daddy?" she asked.

"Yes.  From now on I'll frequently see you naked, and it's good that you
and Molly made love."

"It was awesome, Daddy!  I never imagined such a pleasure!"

Molly stirred awake, turned over and grinned at me.

"There are two things you'll be pleased to learn, Jake," she said.
"First, Linda's a screamer like me.  And second, the lucky girl was born
without a hymen."

To prove the latter claim Molly leaned over and inserted two fingers
into the young girl's twat.

"That's remarkable!" I exclaimed.

"It's uncommon but not rare," my wife said after extracting the digits
then sucking them.  "I'm glad you're back, Jake.  It's time for Linda to
learn about male anatomy."

"Do you really think so, Molly?  Can't you instruct her with a picture
book?"

"I told her about your magnificent tool, darling.  Now I want to show
her how it works.  Get undressed and lie beside me."

Linda got off the bed and embraced me.

"I want to see it, Daddy."

After a passionate kiss, during which I fit a finger deeply inside my
foster-daughter's vagina, I complied with Molly's request.  Linda gaped
at my monster, her mouth a rictus.  Molly, in clinical terms and voice,
explained the male reproductive organ.

"The nerve endings are concentrated here," she said to the girl, gently
squeezing my knob.  "It's a sensitive pleasure spot, much like your
clitoris.  Now watch this!"

She leaned down then fit her lips around my cock head and began to suck.
I reached out an arm to pull Linda close to me.  I could smell her
arousal.

Molly pulled back and said to the girl, "Jake really loves this.  It
gives him enormous pleasure then he squirts his seed and makes a big
mess.'

"Can I do it?" Linda asked.

"Oh sure, darling, but not this time.  I'm supposed to be instructing
you."

Molly then resumed the blow job.

"I'm almost there!" I exclaimed after a couple of minutes.

Molly stayed on me until just about the last instant then pulled her
head back and jacked my cock to orgasm.  I bellowed.  The first thick
spurt shot over her shoulder and she caught the second in her open
mouth.  Linda squealed in delight.


* * *


For the remaining week of the honeymoon the three of us sexually enjoyed
one other, in pairs, although mostly as a group.  Linda usually lay
beside us as Molly and I fucked, and I watched the two girls engage in
lesbian sex.

Linda avoided gagging the first time she blew me.  She got better and
better at it under my instruction.  I learned that the young girl was
highly orgasmic, even more so than Molly.  It took just three or four
minutes of licking her hairless twat to bring her off to a screaming
orgasm, whereas Molly required twice as much time and attention.

"We can't end the honeymoon with Linda still a virgin," Molly told me on
the evening before our departure.

"I'm afraid of getting her pregnant," I said.  "I don't have a rubber."

"She's over a year away from her first period, Jake.  Besides you can
pull out at the last moment."

"It's still risky."

"A very minimal risk.  Let's do it."

Linda was willing  eager, in fact.

"I've been waiting for this!" she exclaimed in her high pitched
little-girl voice.

The three of us climbed onto the mattress.  I cuddled Linda.  We kissed
as Molly licked on her, soon bringing her to the point of orgasm.

"Do it now, Jake!" Molly cried, scooting out of the way.

After I rolled atop the girl she raised her knees beside me.  I gently
inserted my fat cock into her well-lubricated opening and began slowly
to fuck.

"Do it faster, Daddy!  Faster!" she cried from beneath my neck, starting
to thrust wildly.

She wanted it fast and hard, just like Molly.  It wasn't very long
before she screamed in orgasm, louder than I had heard from her before.
She went limp after that, so I continued fucking her at my preferred
pace.

"I getting close, very close," I said to Molly, who knelt on the bed
beside us.

"Let me  have it, Jake!" she exclaimed.

I pulled out of Linda and rose up.  Molly engulfed my cock an instant
before I began to spew.


* * *


"It was a honeymoon we'll all remember into our old age," Molly said as
the three of rode to the airport in the back seat of a taxi.

"Daddy, when I grow up will you get me pregnant?" Linda asked.

"I'll try, darling."

"Me first," Molly declared.


END
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