(exhib, voy, MF, oral, anal, cons)
by Art Martin
For Kirby, it's a feast of young pussy for Thanksgiving...
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After our playful post-ski romp in the hot tub, we all dressed and went in search of a good restaurant serving up a Thanksgiving Dinner Feast. With Breckenridge overrun by tourists, it wasn’t too hard to find what we were looking for, but it was hard to find a table without an exorbitant wait. We finally settled on an okay dinner. But what made the dinner memorable was the company… three nubile college girls, only one of which I had fully sampled yet.
As we ate, Bunny was her ebullient self, playing the part of the dumb blonde. It was really hard to tell how much of it was an act and how much was for real. Kelly was rather quiet, restraining herself from the loud outbursts her two friends were rather prone to. Jenny… I couldn’t take my eyes off Jenny. Recalling how she had sucked my cock to the root just an hour before, I could hardly wait until I had her in bed that night and driving my cock into her youthful puss. She didn’t help matters either by rubbing her foot on my legs under the table and giving me ‘come fuck me’ looks.
So, I was rather disappointed when everyone wanted to find a club and go dancing. Not wanting to act my age, I went along and tried not to make a fool of myself. Actually the dancing was fun, maybe not as much fun as dancing with the girls the night before in the nude, but it was fun.. and way too loud. But like the night before, even though Jenny was my “date” that night, the girls all wanted to dance with the three of us.
After an hour or so, it was a relief to me when Jenny told the group that she wanted to go back to the condo. The others were having a good time there and elected to stay, while Jenny and I trudged off in the snow back to the condo.
Back inside where it was warm, we took off our snow covered boots. I was ready to drag Jenny up the stairs and get on with it, but she asks me, “Do you want to watch a movie on TV? There should be some Christmas movies.” Christmas movies?
“Not really, Jenny. I had something more physical in mind.”
“Something more physical? How about if we play Twister?” she asked disingenuously.
“How about if we go upstairs?”
Jenny smiled at me with a twinkle in her brown eyes, took my hand and led the way to “her” room. “Her” room still had all of Kyle’s stuff in it, while all my stuff was back in “Bunny’s” room. What in the hell did I need my stuff for anyway?
I followed her into her room, stopping her from behind just before she reached the bed. Grasping the helm of her sweater, I tugged it upward, stopping for a quick feel of her bra covered tits before I pulled it over her head and discarded it on the floor. With her facing away from me, I did quick work unhooking her bra and disposing of it. Stopping for another feel of her now bare tits, I nibbled at her neck and ear. My hands then slid down her bare belly and found the belt, button and zipper of her jeans. Down her hips I worked her skin tight jeans until she could step out from them. Then it was time for the socks before the panties went. Once she stepped from her panties, the only thing she was wearing was an ankle bracelet. Kneeing beside her, I worshiped her young body that she was giving to me for this night. Starting at her calves I kissed my way up her muscular thighs until I reached her firm buttocks, buttocks that I showered even more kiss over until each of her shapely buns were damp with my saliva.
She turned and with her hand on the back of my head, pulled my face into her pubis. I nuzzled about in the soft dark fur and inhaled her sweet aroma. Obviously she wanted me to eat her and I wasn’t about to disappoint. I worked my tongue between her legs and upon making progress between her labia lips, she swung a leg around my shoulder and pushed her now fully open cunt into my face. Gripping her by her bare buttocks, I set about granting her wish. The labial lips of Jenny’s splayed open so that her cunt molded about my face as she ground into me. The aggressive girl damned near smothered me, but as long as I could catch a breath every thirty seconds or so, I was fine and loving it.
I could have eaten her like this until my tongue played out, but she broke off contact and moved onto the bed. On her hands and knees, she turned back to look at me and said, “I really like it hard from behind.
I was still fully clothed and wasted no time in stripping down to nothing. Leaning over I swatted her bare ass and asked, “You want it hard, or do you want it rough?”
“I don’t care, Daddy, just fuck me.”
What’s a man to do with a request like that? I slapped her ass again, this time hard enough that she yelped and hard enough to bring up a rosy glow where my hand struck. Then I grabbed her crotch, driving two fingers up her cunt and my thumb up her asshole and shook her.
“Oh, fuck!” she cried out.
“You like that, you fucking slut?” I snarled in my best don't-fuck-with-me voice.
“Oh, yes, Daddy! Oh, yes!” she answered with her voice modulating from my rough treatment. With my free hand, I slapped her ass again and again, all the while shaking her bodily with my bowling ball grip.
I abruptly stopped and crawled up into position behind her. I pushed her head down into the mattress and put my raging spike to her cunt and slammed into her fully. No gentleness was asked for and none was given as I pounded her cunt from behind.
“Uuuhhhhh, oooowwww, unghllowl, oh, yes, Daddy, yes!”
“You like it up the ass too, slut?” I growled as I pushed my middle finger up her backdoor.
“Oh, Daddy! Oh, Daddy!” she yelled into the mattress. For the next five or six minutes, I pounded her cunt while abusing her ass, and for the entire fucking she yelled and hollered. What a little wildcat this one was!
I was still fucking away when I realized that we had an audience. Kyle had a clear rubber dildo in his hand, squirting lube all over it before he tossed it on the bed.
Upon pulling my cock from her puss, I picked up the dildo and inserted it in her cunt. While working the dildo deep in her cunt, I opened the bottle of lube that Kyle had so thoughtfully placed on the bed within easy reach, stuck the nozzle up her ass and squirted a big dose up her butt. Then discarding the bottle, I put my cock, slick with fuck juices, to her anus and shoved it in.
Jenny’s head popped up and she made some guttural sounds, but I just shoved her head back down into the mattress and with the dildo still up her cunt, I began to pound her ass the same way I had pounded her pussy. She thrust her ass back at me and continued her caterwauling as I sodomized her. What a great fuck this girl was!
Depositing my spunk up her butt, I rolled off to the side. Suddenly all the skiing with and without Bunny, sex with Bunny, Jenny's tub side blowjob, the dinner and the dancing had taken their toll, not to mention the terrific fuck I had just been treated to. I wasn't twenty one any longer, but twice that age, and I'd had enough fun for one day.
I remember having to get up in the middle of the night to take a leak and being confused as to where I was. I got my bearings, emptied my bladder and still half asleep, trudged back to bed. Jenny was covered as it was quite cool in the room, but I knew what lay beneath the sheet, a naked and willing girl. Should I? It would be so easy; just peal back the covers and mount her; she wouldn't object. But my fatigue outweighed my libido and I simply crawled under the covers, copped a feel and drifted off to dreamland.
I was waked in the morning with Jenny nudging my shoulder. "Kirby, wake up, wake up."
"Huh? Wha..."
"Com'on. There's fresh powder this morning."
I managed to focus on her standing next to me, dressed in her ski clothes. 'Hell, I should've fucked her last night when I had the chance,' I ruefully thought. Then I swung my naked frame from the bed and proceeded to shave and get dressed.
Even Bunny beat me downstairs that Friday morning looking drop dead gorgeous. The other four were rested and eager to hit the slopes. I considered hanging back with Bunny and having a morning in, but Jenny thrust a Styrofoam cup of hot coffee in my hand and then stuffed a nuked sausage and biscuit into the other hand. "Com'on," she urged with a gleam. "The skiing is going to be fantastic today." I knew she was right and wolfed down the quick breakfast. We all grabbed our skis and headed out, all but Bunny and Mark, as Bunny wasn't quite ready to walk out the door. Well, that was Mark's problem this morning, not mine.
Jenny was quite right, the skiing was fantastic that morning. Not the harsh chatter of edges cutting into ice, but the soft gentle swooosh, as you glide on a cushion of dry snow and air... fantastic! I had learned the afternoon before that Jenny was an excellent skier, and now I found that Kelly was pretty good too, not as good as Jenny, but good enough to have a great time. Kyle, as always, challenged his old man and I put in a good performance until I realized that I could really hurt myself if I pushed as hard as Kyle was pushing it.
About mid-morning we were at the base where we ran into Mark and Bunny. "Dad, could I borrow your credit card?" my youngest asked. I gave him that "now what" look that fathers being hit up are famous for. "Please?"
I figured he wanted to buy something for Bunny... a new ski ensemble perhaps? I also knew that we shouldn't refuse her of such a simple request. So I forked over my American Express card and rejoined my group for another trip up to the top.
When we got to the top, Kyle diddle farted around for a while. I thought he was just taking it easy on Kelly and me, but soon enough I discovered the why when Mark skied up to us. "Thanks for waiting, guys," he greeted.
"Where's Bunny?" I had to ask.
"Oh, here's your credit card, Dad, and thanks."
Taking the silver plastic card from him I asked again, "I repeat. Where's Bunny?"
"Well, we all thought it best if she had some professional lessons."
"Whose, we?" I asked.
"Kyle and me... Jenny too. Bunny was all for it too." Visions of paying some stud to get a BJ behind a tree returned. Well, it wasn't the first time I'd been had on this trip so far, besides, lessons would be good for Bunny, so long as she kept her clothes on and off her knees.
Turns out that the boys had been right. Not only did we all get to ski unfettered by Bunny, but Bunny actually learned how to get down the bunny slope and remain upright the entire time. When we met her at the lodge for lunch, Bunny was a new enthusiast.
"Oh, I had so much fun," she gushed, her eyes blazing with excitement. "My instructor, she was soooo wonderful!" Then she threw herself on me. "Thank you, thank you, Daddy for the lessons."
"You're welcome, Sweetheart," I replied as I braced myself for a shower of kisses. Glancing about I saw a number of guys, green with envy, watching the blonde bombshell crawling all over this old guy. 'Eat your heart out, fellas,' I smugly said to myself.
After scarfing down greasy Frito Pies for lunch, Kyle and Mark discussed which runs we should tackle next. "What about me?" Bunny pouted.
"Would you like another lesson?" I asked hoping that would make her happy.
"Yes! Yes! Oh, thank you, Daddy! You're really the best," she gushed as she attacked me in public once again... not that I minded.
With Bunny squared away with another two hour lesson, the five of us headed to the lifts for the long ride to the top. By then the fresh powder had been fairly well compacted, still the skiing was great.
We met up with Bunny a few hours later. She was in the lodge, surrounded by a group of guys hitting on her.
"Excuse me, guys," I interjected, "but I need to talk to my girlfriend." Bunny hopped up and planted an affectionate kiss on my chops. The look on those guys' faces! And when Mark and Kyle stood at my side, they all got the hint and vamoosed.
"How was your lesson, Sweetie?"
"Great. Julie, my instructor, says I'm ready to go up on the green runs."
"Oh? Okay. Uh..."
"Dad, I'll go with her," Mark offered. Well, hell, she was his date for the day. Maybe Jenny... Jenny was ready to tackle a black diamond run. I wasn't anywhere near being up for a death drop down a nearly vertical slope.
"Yeah, let's do it!" Kyle agreed.
Reluctantly I left Mark with the voluptuous Bunny, while I followed my oldest and my date for the day up the mountain once again. Once at the top and on the edge of the precipice, I studied the shear drop, interrupted only by a field of moguls. If I made it down alive, I knew I'd jar every tooth in my mouth loose on my way down. This is fun? I don't think so.
I looked over at Kelly. She was as mortified as I was, only she had the good sense not to even consider it. "Uh, you guys go without me," Kelly offered. "I'll meet up with you later."
"Kyle, you and Jenny go on, " I told my son. "Kelly and I will try something a little less daunting."
"No guts, no glory, Pops?"
"No suicidal tendencies, Kyle." Kyle laughed and pushed off. Jenny followed immediately behind.
Kelly and I watched them bounce off the moguls, their knees acting as shock absorbers on a mountainous Jeep trail. It was with some satisfaction (and concern) when Kyle took a spill, doing an eggbeater for a good ways down the slope before he came to a stop. He was motionless for a moment, then he got up, waved to me that he was okay, put his skis back on and continued down the slope as aggressively as before. By that time Jenny was at the bottom and waiting for him.
"Well, which way?" I asked Kelly.
"Anywhere you want to go, but not down there!"
"I'm with you, Sweetie. Com'on, I know a good blue run that you'll enjoy." I pushed off and we made our way around the edge of the bowl until I found a great path on far edge of the cirque that was challenging, but not daunting. Never did see Kyle and Jenny the rest of the afternoon.
After a couple of hours, it had clouded up and the temperatures fell. Kelly announced that she'd had enough for the day and said she wanted to return to the condo. "That sounds like a great idea," I told her with perhaps a little too much enthusiasm.
"Mr. Kirby, I just want you to know that... I've never done anything like this before."
"What skiing? You're a good skier."
"No, not that... I mean... When I agreed to go, I thought I'd just be with Mark, but that's not how it's been. I feel like such a tramp."
"You mean the sex?" I said rather disingenuously.
"We both know that I'm expected to sleep with you tonight."
"Is that a problem?"
"It's just that... I really don't know you and..."
"I'm so old?" I interjected.
"No, it's not that, it's..."
"Look Kelly, you don't have to do anything you don't want to do. You know that, don't you?"
"Really? Thanks, Mr. Kirby."
"Just call me Kirby, okay? Now, would you object if we went into the hot tub and warmed up before supper?"
"I guess that'll be okay. We've already done that. But, later tonight..."
"I'll sleep on a sofa," I offered.
"No! Jenny and Bunny would be angry with me. I'll sleep with you, but you have to promise me something."
"What would that be?"
"Jenny and Bunny, they're pretty wild. I'm not that wild," she said.
"Okay. So, what are your conditions? What's permissible and what's not? Be specific so that there are no misunderstandings." I learned long ago that with women, being specific usually isn't specific enough.
"Well, um... no anal."
"That's seems reasonable."
"It's so gross!"
"It can be, but some girls like it."
"Like Jenny and Bunny? Not me!"
"Okay, no anal. Anything else?" Now she fell silent and from the anguished expression I knew that she wanted to say more, but was afraid to say it. "Look, I already said that you don't have to do anything you don't want to do. We can sleep together, but I'll keep my hands to myself. Did you bring some pajamas?"
"No, Jenny wouldn't allow it."
"Does Jenny own you or something?"
"She's my Big Sister and I have to do what she says."
"Bull shit. I packed an extra t-shirt. You can wear that. Okay?"
"Okay. Thanks, Kirby."
"Not a problem." Actually there was a problem and it wasn't that I wasn't getting any tonight. Problem was Kelly had been coerced into doing things she might not do on her own. I thought about Kyle mounting her on the sofa the very first night. If I am reading her right, that wasn't exactly consensual... or was it? I couldn't believe Kyle would force her to have sex. I didn't raise him that way. Then I thought about Kelly's parents, spending good money to send her to FSU for an education. I don't think group sex was what they had in mind.
Inside we found Bunny and Mark already in the hot tub and I presumed they had already been messing around. While Kelly went upstairs to change out of her ski clothes, I merely stripped down where I was and entered the water. Lord, did that feel good!
"Come sit by me," Bunny urged. I did and was treated to her hand around my cock. For the next several minutes, until Kelly came into the tub, Bunny played with me and my boy's dick. My hand quickly discovered that Mark's hand was already where I'd planned to put mine, so I yielded. She was after all, Mark's date that day and the switcheroo hadn't occurred. That's not exactly true, Kelly was to be my date for tonight and tomorrow and we'd already hooked up, it was just a matter of Jenny replacing Bunny with Mark, and Bunny going to Kyle.
Kelly dropped her robe and quickly immersed herself in the hot water, keeping her display of nudity as brief as possible. I moved out of Bunny's reach and Kelly came near, but not exactly by me. Okay, she just wanted to soak without any games. I knew that and left her alone.
It wasn't long before Kyle and Jenny showed up. Up until that time things had been relatively calm. Jenny boisterously took possession of Mark who was eager to go along with whatever happened. Kyle... he dipped down into the water and approached Bunny. Standing he stuck his cock into her face which she happily gobbled.
Jenny, not to be out done by her junior sorority sister, urged Mark to stand up. He did. Jenny didn't just suck his cock, she also ran a finger up his ass causing him to yelp in surprise.
"Do you want me to do that to you?" Kelly asked me.
"I thought you didn't want to have sex with me."
"If I don't, those two will be on my case until Christmas."
"Kelly, I told you, you don't have to do anything you don't want to do."
"That's easy for you to say, Kirby, but I have to live with those two."
"Is it worth it to you?" I asked.
"I don't know. It's not like you're the first guy I ever gave a blowjob to. It's really no big deal."
Honestly I didn't know what to think. Half an hour before, this bleach blonde 18 year old is telling me that she doesn't want to have sex with me, then she says she'll blow me because Jenny and Bunny expect her to. "You blow me, Kelly, and I'll fuck you tonight. Is that what you want?"
"I just said, no anal."
"Then we're going to have sex?"
"If that's what you want," she replied.
"Yeah, I want to fuck you. I'd be crazy or queer not to want to fuck you. But, do you want to fuck tonight?"
"You won't think of me as a slut?"
"Honey, from what I've seen so far, all three of you are sluts." I suddenly realized that she'd been playing me for the old fool that I am and it kind of pissed me off. Abruptly I rose from the water. "Get to sucking my dick, Kelly," I said rather forcefully.
She looked up at me with her big brown eyes and with her best little girl voice said, "Yes, Daddy." Within moments I knew that she was right about one thing, I wasn't the first guy she'd sucked. All my noble intentions evaporated. I let her get me good and hard and then I pushed her away only to pull her up and then push her over the decking surrounding the tub.
"Spread your legs," I growled. Her knees separated. I moved in behind her, grabbed a fist full of hair and impaled her on my dick. All in all, it was rough fucking. I spermed her and then pulled out to the applause of my two children and their dates. Kelly swung around and engulfed my dwindling manhood, wet from our coupling and still drooling cum. Yeah, she was a slut, just like her two buddies. And to think I actually fell for her line of bullshit.
Later that night, after dinner and in bed, I gave her a proper screwing that was considerate of her needs and wants and made her howl. One thing she wasn't bullshitting me about was that she didn't do anal. Oh, well, I tried.
To be continued...
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