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Varangian" <ludmax11@hotmail.com> Mime-Version: 1.0 X-OriginalArrivalTime: 19 Mar 2007 11:56:09.0323 (UTC) FILETIME=[95351BB0:01C76A1D] X-ASSTR-Original-Date: Mon, 19 Mar 2007 11:56:04 +0000 Subject: {ASSM} The New Honeymoon (MF Mf.Ff) Lines: 667 Date: Mon, 19 Mar 2007 10:10:02 -0400 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: <assm@asstr-mirror.org> Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: <URL:http://assm.asstr-mirror.org/Year2007/55461> X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation <story-ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Story-Submission: <ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Moderator-ID: dennyw, newsman 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 Contact Varangian: ludmax11@hotmail.com _________________________________________________________________ Express yourself instantly with MSN Messenger! Download today it's FREE! http://messenger.msn.click-url.com/go/onm00200471ave/direct/01/ -- Pursuant to the Berne Convention, this work is copyright with all rights reserved by its author unless explicitly indicated. +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ | alt.sex.stories.moderated ------ send stories to: <ckought69@hotmail.com>| | FAQ: <http://assm.asstr-mirror.org/faq.html> Moderators: <story-ckought69@hotmail.com> | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ |ASSM Archive at <http://assm.asstr-mirror.org> Hosted by <http://www.asstr-mirror.org> | |Discuss this story and others in alt.sex.stories.d; look for subject {ASSD}| +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+