First Published 01 July 2016
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M/g, M/gg, M/F. Oral, ejaculation, fisting, anal, golden shower

EARLY SEPTEMBER 2008

My life was again beginning to return to normality having accepted that I was unlikely to see either of the girls for some months, if ever again. I had resisted several urges I had had to send an email to Chloe's email address or a text to her phone. That path only led to potential disaster or at the very least, extreme frustration. Talking to them would just not cut the mustard for my needs. It was better to just get on with life and let whatever happens, happen.

On a Wednesday afternoon in early September that 'whatever' happened.

At my place of work your mobile phone had to be left in your locker. Work provided a means of contact via a team radio and if any emergencies arose then partners were provided with a direct link to the communications centre. However, on this date I was awaiting a text from Aidan, one of the cycle team, as he was arranging a date for a time trial that I wanted to be involved in but getting time off work was quite complicated at short notice so I had asked him to let me know as soon as possible once the date was set.

I opened up my phone to find I had received two text messages, one was from Aidan, and the other was from a number that was not in my contacts list. I dealt with Aidan's first and noted the date and details. I then opened the second text. It was from Angie, Chloe & Emily's Mom.

'Hi Mike, sorry to trouble you. Are you able to give me a call soon? Need to discuss a matter with you. Thanks Angie'

Being the paranoid type my mind commenced running through disastrous scenarios of pregnancy or police investigations or Adam looking to bury me in a builder's yard. Eventually I returned to reality and took myself off to a quiet corner of the building and called Angie. The phone rang for some time and I was just about to hang up when she answered.

We exchanged the usual greetings and she apologised for the delay as she was occupied by a posh neighbour who wouldn't shut up talking despite Angie having the phone to her ear. I enquired if the girls were ok and is there any problem. Angie gave a deep sigh and said that there is an issue and she needs to sit down and talk face to face with me about it. Again my mind began racing ahead of itself, thinking of being set up so that either the police or Adam could get their hands on me. I asked if she could give me some details about the issue in case there was something I could do about it now. She paused for a few seconds before replying,

'Basically Mike the girls are missing you tremendously and as a result are being really awkward with me. They want me to make arrangements with you to come and see them more often, otherwise, well I don't know what to think really, but Emily is hinting that she may run away. So, yes, I think me and you need to sit down and discuss matters to see what can be done. I'm sorry to lumber you with this, but clearly it is only me and you who can resolve this matter and I am struggling to sort it on my own.' I could hear her voice becoming a little emotional and could feel the tension emanating from her, even via the mobile phone.

'Angie, that's not a problem at all. Er, let me think, I'm on lates tomorrow and Friday, so I can meet you somewhere; at your house if you want, any time up till around noon. Don't get upset now, we can sort this matter out; they are just being young girls flexing their hormonal muscles. Don't worry' I tried to placate her.

She seemed to calm down at my words. Maybe she thought I would tell her to piss off, they were her daughters and were not my problem, but that wasn't my nature. If I could help I would and also, I did care about the girls and didn't want them getting all confused and muddled up due to what I had done to them. I had a duty to try and sort this matter out.

Angie said she would like to meet away from the house for the initial chat. She asked if I knew of any discreet cafés or pubs around. I gave some thought and then recalled The Manchester, a pub-cum-café almost half way between us. She knew of the pub and we agreed to meet there on Friday morning. I would have preferred sooner but she had commitments at Emily's school on Thursday so was not available. Friday it was then.

For the next two evenings I was lost in thought of what solutions could be found to resolve this issue. Was it simply a case of having some form of communication with the girls, such as by phone or was it something more. Did they want me to arrange contact so that their sexual needs could be appeased? Speculation did not help me sleep, so Friday morning could not come quick enough.

FRIDAY

I arrived at the pub earlier than the planned time of nine-thirty, wanting to ensure we got a secluded spot. The pub was an old coach house so had lots of nooks and crannies, with tables tucked away in out of the way alcoves. I purchased a strong coffee and mooched around the pub, finally settling on a dingy spot at the rear. The only way anyone would see or hear us was if they were effectively stood next to the table. I sent a text to Angie informing her where I was sat, otherwise she may never have found me.

Eventually she turned up about 10 minutes late, stating that she got collared at the school by a teacher over helping out so had to sort that problem first. I purchased her a coffee and some pastries and we commenced chatting. She began to inform me that she and the girls have regular chats about anything and everything and about a week after I had dropped them off they were telling her about what we had been up to. I honestly became quite embarrassed at being the topic of discussion regarding my exploits by these three females but tried to hide it whilst listening to Angie, who didn't seem troubled about this topic in the slightest. At that first chat both girls expressed a desire to see me again before the next half term break.

Ange went on that at their next chat, about a week later, Emily became quite upset as she had an opportunity to go on a school skiing trip in the October break but realised that meant she would not get to see me and she was in a dilemma as to what to do.

I strongly advised that she should go on the trip. I do not want to be an obstacle to their lives.

Angie pointed out that unfortunately I have become a focus of both of their lives, she even stated that both have expressed that they love me and both wanted to ensure I was part of their lives.

I was taken aback by this information. Could two pre-teenage girls really understand love? Or was it lust? But lust was more a male thing, women tended to lust more over a new handbag or a pair of shoes rather than a man, unless it was some bare-chested movie star, but even then that lust would soon dissipate. Could they really be feeling a love for me? I didn't know how to respond.

Angie continued describing one-to-one chats she has had with Chloe & Emily over me and she states that I have awakened their sexual emotions and despite both trying to satisfy themselves by their own means they are in need of a male's touch, my touch and that nothing else or no one else will do.

I must admit I was becoming quite aroused at the thought of both of these young temptresses exploring themselves whilst wishing that I was the one doing the exploring. Nevertheless I realised that something needed to be done regards this issue, so began to put forth some suggestions.

Bringing the girls to my house was out of the question as there were too many close neighbours who would see them coming and going and such information would get back to Kim and very quickly the cat would be out of the bag.

Angie then stated that she had given thought to this already and suggested a way for me to come to her house and see to the girls there. I enquired about prying eyes but she had covered this by suggesting I come by the house via the rear woods. There was a dirt track that ran at the back of her house so I could come via there. Also, even if I was seen nobody would really say anything as Angie outlined that it is like Eastenders in her village with affairs going on all over the place, so most would keep their mouth shut, although she did add that she doesn't know of any other young girls in the village being 'plundered' by an uncle.

We then discussed the details of how often, what times, whom would be there and even devised a means of secret communication.

It was agreed; I would either drive or cycle to their house once a fortnight. The date would be arranged by me sending Angie a text with a number from 1 to 7, implying which days of the week I am free, followed by an AM or a PM, again inferring the time of day I was available. She would then reply with the preferred day followed by a time i.e. 5 - 9.30, which meant Friday @ 0930hours.

I enquired as to what would she be doing when I turned up, she said she would find something to occupy herself or otherwise she would go out. I also asked about Adam being around and she said that he almost always worked away, meaning he was not at home at all during the week or if his current building job was local he would not get home before six, as he would go straight to the local pub so there was no danger of him being around.

The issue of having access to the girls when they may have school commitments and other interests were raised and she said she would look into those and suitable arrangements would be made. Emily's school finished at 3.15pm and because it was nearby she was home for half past three. Angie also stated that she would occasionally bring her home for lunch, so there would be some opportunities there. Chloe's school finished at 3.45pm but was a short bus ride or slow walk home, meaning she didn't get home till half past four.

These times did pose a problem for me as I would need to be home before Kim, who returned sometime between 5.15 and 5.30pm each day, meaning I would need to be leaving theirs for no later than 10 to five. However, I was not giving that aspect too much thought at the Moment, let's just see how things pan out and take it from there.

I provided Angie with two potential dates for the following week, she just needed to confirm things her end, which she said would be sorted over the weekend. She stated that she would not tell the girls anything yet, just in case matters didn't turn out as planned. I thought this was a sound observation.

There was a bit of an awkward silence for a few Moments before I decided to ask a question that I had had burning for some time.

'Ange, you can tell me to mind my own business if you want and I would understand, but it's a question I need to ask. Why do you allow me and your father to touch your daughters?'

She looked down and didn't say anything for several minutes. I thought that I may have upset her or made her realise that her actions regarding her daughters were both illegal and against social morals. However, she did respond.

'I did plan to explain everything to you but now it has come to it I am finding it difficult to explain' she seemed torn by some issues so I rescinded my question and asked if she wanted another drink.

She agreed for another drink, which I went and fetched. Upon my return she had obviously strengthened her resolve because she began talking.

'I'm an only child and lived with my Mom and Dad in a two up-two down terraced house in a small town near to where I live know. My bedroom was next to my parent's room and my bed was against the wall that separated the rooms and their bed also was against the same wall. For as far back as I can remember I would get woken up by the bed banging and my parents making noises. I sort of knew that they were having sex, but at such a young age, about five or six I knew nothing about what that meant' she paused again.

'When I was 8 I was woken early in the morning by the bed banging and I decided to see what was happening. My parents never shut their door properly so from the hallway I could see my parents bed through a gap by the hinges, also by looking through the opposite opening in the door I could see my Mom's dresser mirror, which also gave me a full clear view of the bed. I watched what they were doing and became obsessed with watching what my Dad did to my Mom. At first I couldn't see much as they were under the quilt, but after some time the covers would move and I could see more and more of what was happening. Dad only used the missionary position and he would just climb on top of my Mom, who was quite a big woman like me and he would just fuck her.' She paused and took a drink.

I was fascinated by this account and wanted her to continue, but also didn't want her to feel too uncomfortable about this. In the end I just remained silent.

She continued 'I took to watching them fuck whenever I could. Whether it was in the morning or the evening I would try to watch. I found out that sometimes they would do it during the day if they got chance. I remember coming back home to collect something once and caught them at it on the sofa. I believed that they had no idea of my, what is it called, voyeurism, however my Dad told me sometime after that he knew quite early on that I had been watching them.'

'Watching the sex side didn't really do that much for me. Yes I had feelings and wondered what they were, but it wasn't the sex that I watched them for, it was to watch my Dad. I wanted my Dad to love me like he loves my Mom. Watching him take her and thrust himself into her was fascinating for me and I desperately wanted to know what it would feel like having my own father do that to me. Yes I was terrified of the size of his cock at the time, but I wanted to feel his arms around me, feel his manliness and safety and comfort.' She paused again for more drink.

'I began to try to find ways where I could be alone with my father and when that did happen I would try to act sexy. It is quite ridiculous now looking back. I was quite an early developer, a bit like Emily is now, but at eight I didn't have much to offer, so when I would try to act 'sexy' by showing a bit of leg or revealing my pants to my Dad I thought I was being very enticing, but he said he didn't actually notice at first. The first time that anything happened was when I was just turned nine and it was not by my direct making. I was actually ill off school with a bug, making me have a fever and feeling sick. My Mom had gone to work, but my Dad, who worked shifts in the local factory had the day off and looked after me. Apparently I had fallen asleep on the sofa in my pyjamas and in my shuffling around my top had risen and my bottoms were pulled down, exposing some of my bottom and my back. My Dad had sat watching me sleep but found the temptation of my exposed bottom too much and took to stroking it. I was totally oblivious to this and the fact that he also went on to stroke my stomach, back and chest. He said he didn't touch my pussy but I will never know. I had absolutely no idea this happened until months after, when he told me. But this must have awoken a desire in him for me, because shortly after this time was when he first began to touch me.

Again I was trying to be 'sexy' in my school uniform for him before Mom came home and this time he reacted. It started off with him tickling me on the sofa and us both play fighting, which rarely happened and I was absolutely loving the fact that my Dad was towering over me on the sofa, using his hands to tickle and tease me, it was wonderful. I don't fully remember how but all of a sudden my father was rubbing his hands all over my body. I had my school skirt and blouse on, but they had become dishevelled during the play fight and lots of my flesh was on show. This was too much for him and he commenced kissing and stroking my stomach, legs and chest. I loved it and naively asked him to have sex with me. I think this brought him out of his lust for me as he got up and walked away and when I followed him to his bedroom he told me to stay away; he was bad and wrong for what he did. I was so upset and cried and when Mom came home she obviously noticed and wanted to know why there was an atmosphere in the house and why I had been crying. Clearly not wanting to let Mom know what had happened Dad informed her that we had had an argument over my chores and I had swore, which he shouted at me for. At the time I was quite pissed off that he put the blame on me for the issue, but looking back it was a good lie because my Mom believed it and tried to become the referee.'

I discreetly glanced at my watch. I had about another 30 minutes before I had to leave so as to get to work, but I didn't want to go anywhere, this was an engrossing insight into Angie's background

'Are you ok for time Mike, I know you have to go to work' Ange said, obviously noting my not so discreet watch glance.

'Fine, fine, ages yet, please, don't let me stop you' I urged her.

She smirked at me, knowing that I now liked to savour the flesh of young nubile girls and her describing her exploits as one had me transfixed.

'Some weeks after that episode Mom had gone to stay at someone's house for the Saturday, so it left me and Dad for one night. I had not tried any further attempts to lure him into touching me again, having been told to stay away I did. However, this Saturday after he had taken me for my horse riding lessons, we got back and he cooked tea whilst I got showered and changed into my pyjamas. We were having a general laugh whilst eating tea and discussing various things when he, out of the blue asked me what my feelings were towards him after he had touched my body. I told him I had wanted him to do it for ages and absolutely loved being touched by him. He went on to describe that having sex was completely out of the question as I was far too young, but if I would like him to touch me again then I only had to ask. I was over the moon, ecstatic at this news and said I want him to touch me again today, tonight, now!' Ange became quite animated and got a bit louder as she relived her memories. Thankfully she had managed to curb her normal boisterousness and thus nobody should have heard her comments.

'And that night was the first time my Dad touched me properly. He kissed my body and did the usual, fingering and stroking. Even though it hurt, because he does have very large fingers, I never told him to stop as I wanted him to continue. It was about six months later when I lost my virginity to him. It hurt like hell because we didn't have any gel, like today' Angie clearly knew of my own lubrication methods with Chloe & Emily. 'From then on we would have sex very regularly and I loved it. He was gentle with me and made sure I was safe and happy, exactly what I wanted. We only ever did it one way, him on top of me, no other position was ever used and obviously I knew no different. I used to get a bit jealous if I heard him having sex with Mom, but as I got older that didn't matter.'

I asked if her mother ever found out.

'I don't think so. Well if she did she never told me or Dad.' Angie became a little sombre then and I was about to change the subject when she carried on. 'Mom died of cancer when I was nearly 12 and I still miss her today. She was a quiet, unassuming sort, the complete opposite to me, but she was my Mom and I loved her. After Mom passed I slept with Dad every night, but the loss of my Mom hit him hard and he became a drinker. Not overly excessive, but most weekends he would fall asleep drunk in the chair and I would take myself off to bed. The sex pretty much died off after a while and even when he did touch me, it wasn't the same, he was not the figure I remembered and although he never became nasty to me, he did, in a way begin to push me away.'

'We coped, with the help of some of my aunts. Dad carried on working and I did most of the chores. I did miss the sex and even though I was only 12-years-old, I had my sexual needs. Nobody had shown me about exploring my own body and sex with Dad had always been straight forward missionary position sex. No foreplay, no teasing or licking, it was just straight in and straight out.'

'Were you not worried about getting pregnant?' I enquired.

'Oh no, no danger of that, after I was born Mom was told that due to complications that she could possibly die if she had another child, so Dad had a vasectomy, so that was the end of that.' She added.

'I was 13-years-old when I had sex with another man. He taught me things that I had not experienced before. He did the things to me that you do to the girls and strangely, in a way, I was a bit resentful that my Dad had not done these things to me over the years. I carried on having a relationship with this man until I left home at 17. It was because of him that I decided that my girls would not miss out on the joys of an experienced man, so once Dad had started to touch them, which I had sort of arranged, I wanted to make sure that they felt the touch of a more experienced, gentler man. And you came along.'

I felt like some kind of saviour the way Angie was talking, riding into town and saving the women.

'Do you still sleep with your Dad now?' this question just slipped out, I was thinking it but didn't mean to ask it, but the conversation was so free flowing I didn't give it any forethought.

'Yes, yes I do. I told him he must not fuck the girls. He can touch and finger them, provided they were happy with it but they were not to be fucked by him. To help with his frustration he would have me. It helped with my frustrations also because Adam, as much as I love him the drink has ruined our sex life. I can't remember the last time we did it, so seeing to Dad helps both of us.'

There were a thousand other questions I wanted to ask, like why did she instigate her father molesting her daughters and who was the mystery man that taught her about better sex, but I had already gone over my planned time to leave, so we said our goodbyes and I left.

Over the next few days I pondered over what Angie had divulged to me and in a way I kind of understood what she was doing with the girls in allowing both me and her father to 'teach' them about sex. Maybe if such education went on amongst consenting lovers, of whatever age, then such issues of underage pregnancy and broken relationships because of a misunderstanding of sex could change.

I was looking forward to seeing the girls. Tuesday AND Thursday had been arranged, providing Kim didn't give me some tasks to do on either day. I was counting the days and then the hours before I set eyes (and hands) on them again.

Tuesday

I was extremely nervous all day on that Tuesday. I suppose I was apprehensive about what was about to happen. Before, with the exception of one or two incidents, the girls had been on my territory and under my ground rules, but now I was to be on their territory and I couldn't help but feel things would be different, there were so many variables. What mood would the girls be in? Where would Angie be during any frolicking? What happens if someone unexpectedly turns up? These and many more questions were whizzing around my head as I drove to their house. In fact I was so lost in my thoughts I forgot completely to drive round the back and instead pulled up outside the front of the house. It was only as I was getting out of the car did I realise my error. But it was too late, I had to go through with my visit and come up with a cover story should one be needed. I could not see anybody around in the street after a quick glance around but no doubt some curtains were twitching.

I arrived about half an hour earlier than Emily was expected home, just after 3pm. I apologised to Angie for my faux pax but she made no concern of it. We sat in the kitchen area chatting about mundane drivel. She informed me that she had told the girls to get home as soon as possible as she needed them to help with an urgent matter. She didn't think they had any idea about me being there.

As we were sat talking the back door opened and in walked Emily. She saw me straight away, blinked and looked at her Mom and again at me. 'Hello Emily, I believe you wanted me to come see you?' I asked with a beaming smile. She reciprocated with an even larger smile and immediately dropped her school bag and ran over to me as I stood up and we embraced, like long lost friends. It had only been about a month since we last saw each other.

She looked scrumptious, her dark hair was in a single pony tail and her school uniform was a grey pinafore dress which came to just above her knees, with a white top underneath. She wore white ankle socks and black slip on shoes.

'Oh wow' she stated and then hugged her mother 'thank you Mom, thank you'.

She then came back over to me as I sat down at the kitchen table. She manoeuvred herself in-between my legs and hugged me again. Her body felt so small and soft and I wanted to begin devouring her then and there but held my restraint.

'How long can you stay for?' she asked.

'Well not too long today, but that's why I'm here, so we can sort out me coming to see you both more often' I replied.

'Wow, Chloe is gonna explode when she sees you. Is this what you wanted us home early for Mom?'

'Yep' replied Angie. At this Angie got up and said she had some things to do stating she would leave us to get reacquainted.

After Angie left we just looked at each other for a few Moments before Emily spoke.

'I have missed you so much Uncle Mike. We both have.' She paused and looked down to the ground, then continued. 'Not just for the tickling and stuff, it's just nice being around you, you take an interest in me. In fact, I have got back into gymnastics again and my PE teacher says I will be representing the school in January if I keep coming to training'

'Emily, that is amazing! See I told you that you were good and now those who know what they are talking about see it too. Well done' I gave her another hug.

My initial urges to ravish her body had subsided and I didn't take any advantage of having her stood in front of me. I was a true gentleman. I kept my hands on her hips as she carried on talking about school and gymnastics. She asked if I wanted a drink as she was getting herself one. I declined. We carried on talking whilst she was at the fridge, just as Chloe walked in the back door.

'I thought that was your voice! Oh wow. You're here' squealed Chloe.

She ran and hugged me as I stood to meet her.

'Well I couldn't let my girls down and leave them all alone now could I' I quipped.

Chloe also had her hair in a high pony tail. She was wearing her school uniform as well, which consisted of a navy blue woollen jumper with green trim, some form of white top underneath along with a black pleated skirt that sat half way up her thighs, exposing her lovely tanned legs as far down as her navy blue socks that were pulled up to just below her knees. Again she looked divine.

I looked her up and down and said 'my, don't you look very smart in your uniform '. I glanced over at Emily and added 'you both look …….well, let's leave it at very smart'.

Chloe kindly gave me a twirl which ended with her body side on to me, looking over her right shoulder with her finger on her lips, trying to be all saucy. 'Do you like us in our school uniform sir?' she pouted.

'You both look absolutely ravishing' I drooled in response. I honestly did not think anything of a sexual nature would occur on my first visit to see the girls, believing that it would be just hugs and then chats for future arrangements, but again I was proven wrong when it came to second guessing these girls.

Chloe continued to tease me by wiggling her gorgeous ass in my direction. Very soon I had her bent over in front of me as I sat on a chair, with my face buried in the crotch of her knickers, which quickly ended up with my fingers and tongue exploring her very wet cunt. After a while of suckling and fingering I brought her to orgasm, which she clearly enjoyed as there was lots of moaning and 'ooohs' coming from her. I gave thought to where Angie might be. If she was still in the house she most definitely would have heard her eldest having an orgasm.

Making sure I shared the love, after finishing Chloe off I walked round to Emily, who had just stood watching us while drinking her drink. I slipped my hand into her knickers and could feel her pussy had become nice and wet. After a few moments of tickling her I then picked her up, lay her on the kitchen table and commenced sucking on her cunt. Emily being Emily was not satisfied with this and after a few minutes of stimulation with my tongue she begged me for a fast fuck.

As stated, although I did not believe anything was going to take place with the girls today, ever the prepared, I had a pocket sized Cherry gel to hand and within minutes was ploughing into the vagina of this 10-yr-old on her mother's kitchen table. Emily was not as noisy as Chloe but was clearly enjoying herself as she raised both of her legs to my shoulders, thus exposing more of her cunny for me to plunge into.

I fucked her for a good ten minutes, but neither of us was going to cum. I was conscious that I still had to discuss future plans with all three girls and get home before Kim, so my mind was not completely on the task. I withdrew from her and stated that that was all for today, if they were both happy with my work then they could invite me back for another sampling of my wares. Both fully agreed, although cheekily Chloe stated she needed to sample more of the goods before deciding.

Some five minutes later all four of us were sat around the table discussing future plans, with a vague sex aroma in the air and my cock and bollocks soaked in the juices of Emily's succulent pussy. In fact I was so horny I even looked at Angie and felt a pang of passion towards her. I wanted to complete the set and fuck the mother of these two little girls, but held my thoughts to myself; I don't think I would be welcome there. That was clearly Daddy's realm.

The previous plans of visiting the girls at least once a fortnight, more if possible were agreed, with the girls outlining their own plans and appointments over the coming weeks. It was time for me to go home, reminding them that I would be returning in just two days. Chloe stated she would be home as soon as she could, so she didn't miss out on any nuptials.

I got home about five minutes before Kim and was in the throes of preparing tea as she walked in. I never got chance to clean myself up, but nothing happened between us that night, so she didn't get chance to see the sticky residue around my pubes.

Thursday

I followed the plan for Thursday and drove down the dirt track and walked to the back of their house, having first checked with Angie that all was clear. She met me by the girls play house and said she was going to walk to the local greengrocer and would be back later. I let myself in and waited in the kitchen for Emily to arrive.

She was about five minutes later than before and seemed in a bit of a tizzy. I enquired what the problem was and she began to describe the usual falling's out that schoolgirls have. I sat her on my lap and just stroked her hair and rubbed her shoulders. She had calmed down a bit after ten minutes and was generally describing her day. It had turned into a bit of child-parent chat and thus nothing sexual occurred. A short while later Chloe arrived and she seemed happy and, it turned out, quite horny.

'I expected to find you two in bed together. I cannot wait for you to tickle me Uncle Mike, I haven't stopped thinking about it all day.' she quipped as she dropped her bags and came over to me.

'No, we have just been chatting. But I'm yours to use as you see fit missy. I'm sure I can find time to tickle both of you' I offered, glancing at Emily, as well as Chloe.

'You two carry on. I just don't feel in the mood. You can owe me one Uncle Mike' replied Emily

'What's up Em's?' asked Chloe

'Rebecca has really got up my nose today, she is such a bitch' said Emily. There then followed a discussion of the character traits regarding a number of Emily's school friends, with Chloe offering various options of how to deal with them. I just sat and listened. Eventually Chloe said 'Em's you sure you don't want to come and join us. It will be fun!'

Emily clearly was wound up by this girl and insisted that she didn't want to spoil our fun and told us to carry on. She walked off into the living room.

Chloe then grabbed my hand and said 'let me show you my bedroom Uncle Mike'. I willingly followed.

Chloe's bedroom was a large room looking onto the back of the house with views of the fields and woods displayed from her window. It was a typical young girl's room with fluffy toys everywhere, pop group posters on the wall and a small dresser/make up table. The room had lots of pinks and purples around.

'I know my room looks a bit girlie, I've been asking Dad to redecorate it for ages now. I want something a bit more grown up. He says he will do it soon.' Chloe informed me as she began to remove her jumper and school skirt.

'I don't mind it at all Chloe. I'm quite excited at being allowed into your bedroom. Most boys, I'm sure would give anything to be where I am now' I answered, staring at her as she removed her school blouse, revealing a small bra and her knickers in matching pastel purple. 'You look delicious'. I offered as I kicked off my shoes and began to get undressed.

My cock was bursting to get out of my boxers as I watched her climb into her bed and then slide her panties off and toss them on to the floor. I couldn't resist anymore and dived under the duvet and quickly found the soft flesh of her pussy and commenced kissing and rubbing it.

'I want to put you in my mouth' she murmured.

I quickly whipped off my boxers, making sure I had the gel within arm's reach.

Previously when licking the girls, I would lift Chloe or Emily so they straddled me so I could get a good eyeful of their pussies, but today I decided to do the straddling and climbed into Chloe's bed, assuming the sixty-nine position with me on top. With a little manoeuvring, Chloe soon had most of my full length inside her hot mouth, so I commenced burying my face into her cunny.

She had either had practice or this position suited her because she was almost deep throating my cock as well as wanking my shaft and massaging my balls. The sleazy minx even licked my ass hole, which was very pleasant, but that only occurred once. I think she needed to get used to that hairy dark mass somewhat before she got too involved into that arena.

Her stimulating my cock and balls only made me devour her cunny and ass more vehemently and it wasn't too long before she was cuming.

I climbed off of her, glanced at my watch and really should have got myself dressed to leave, but looking at the delicious body of this twelve-year-old girl, lying in her own bed, with a look of pure desire in her eyes as she said, 'I want to be fucked Uncle Mike'. My plans fell apart as I climbed back into her bed and began to slowly but firmly fuck this young girl's cunt. When I was about to cum I asked her for which option she wanted, mouth or cunt, she chose a different one; she wanted me to cum over her body so she could play with my spunk after I had gone.

My god this girl was really turning into a sleazy slut, but not one to disappoint, after a few more seconds of banging her cunt I ejaculated across her tits and stomach. She kindly finished me off by sucking my cock dry.

I had to leave and quickly threw on my clothes as I left the house, giving a quick kiss and cuddle to Emily before I went. As I was returning to my car, Angie was coming back to the house and gave me a knowing look and smile as I drove off.

FOLLOWING WEEKS & MONTHS

Over the following weeks and months visiting the girls continued with a visit usually happening once a fortnight, maybe on some occasions twice until the situation changed in early 2009. Rather than outline every specific sexual encounter I had with the girls, of which all were very memorable, most were just standard licking, fingering and fucking in their bedrooms. However, there were a number of events that require specific mention and these will be described as below.

OCTOBER

Both I and Angie had convinced Emily to go on her ski trip during October half-term, however it 'cost' me by having to slyly book an afternoon off work. Part of the agreement was that I spent an afternoon with her when the school had a teacher training date shortly before she left. It was 'tough work' having to devour the young body of a 10-yr-old girl for several hours, but I was willing to pay the price.

Whilst Emily was away during half term I had agreed with Chloe that I would spend most of one of the days with her. So on a Thursday morning I arrived early at their house, let myself in and joined her in bed. Angie did not seem to have risen yet (Adam was working away), so I slipped into Chloe's bed and shortly after we were merrily fucking.

Angie must have got up whilst I was skewering her eldest, because shortly after we had finished our first session she came into the bedroom with a cup of tea and said she was off out. This left me and Chloe to spend the morning in and out of bed, fucking and sucking.

During the morning, whilst we were cuddling in bed after she had sucked me dry there was a knock at the front door. I was a somewhat concerned at this unannounced caller, especially as Chloe went downstairs in just her dressing gown, smelling of sex. If it was anybody she knew they may ask questions.

I sat on the edge of the bed, poised to grab my clothes and make a quick exit should it be someone who took an avid interest in who Chloe had in her bedroom. I could hear voices, both of which sounded female; one I assumed was Chloe, however more alarmingly was the fact that the female voices were now coming upstairs. I just caught Chloe saying to the unknown, young voice 'he won't mind, I've told him all about you'.

At this I quickly assumed that this would be one of Chloe's friends, possibly Melissa. I quickly decided to abandon the worried look and adapted the 'I'm Chloe's sex toy' pose, lounging in the bed, with the quilt just covering up to my waist and my right leg raised at the knee, affording them a potential glimpse of my genitalia.

In walked Chloe with a light skinned mixed-race young lady. 'Mike, this is my friend Mel and she wanted to come and meet you'. At this Chloe jumped onto the bed, sitting next to me, her dressing gown having now fallen open and her delicious body being partially exposed. Her movement on to the bed made the quilt fall and I quickly had to put my leg down otherwise Melissa would have seen all I had to offer and that could wait a few moments more.

'Hi, Mel it's nice to finally meet you. Chloe has told me some interesting stories about you' I teased.

Mel was slightly older than Chloe. She turned thirteen some weeks ago. She was taller, about 5'2 tall with a fine structured face. Her cheek bones were high and her skin was shining. She had model potential. Her hair was black in tight afro curls and was combed back tight against her head, presenting her lovely features for all to see.

Mel smiled and gave an embarrassed look 'Oh no what have you been saying Chloe? I hope you haven't ruined my chances with him already' she teased, giving my exposed chest and leg a good glance as she sat on a stool by Chloe's dresser.

I noted her comment and grasped that Mel had ideas on sampling my wares, but I played innocent.

'No, I just told him about you and your brothers, just as I told you about Mike and me' at this Chloe slipped her dressing gown off, leaned over and began to kiss me on the lips. I reciprocated and embraced her body, which caused the quilt to rise (intentionally, of course) and exposed my full erection.

At this Mel gasped and said 'Er, excuse me; I can see everything you know?'

Chloe laughed out loud and pulled the quilt completely off of me, exposing my complete nakedness and full hard erection for her to view. I watched Mel's reaction as she stared wide eyed at my cock, then my upper body, then back to my cock.

Chloe then took a hold of my erection in her left hand and said 'Isn't it gorgeous Mel, come and look'. I looked towards Mel as she paused for a second before smiling at me, then she stood up, took her coat off and walked towards the bed. She sat on the edge near to my knee and looked me up and down and then into my eyes. I just gave her a little nod and a smile. She leaned forward closer to my cock, reached out with her right hand and took it from Chloe's grasp.

Her warm hand stroked my shaft up and down a few times before she began to stroke my balls, legs and then stomach with her other hand. It was heaven, seeing this new young girl exploring and savouring my cock.

'What do you think Mel, is it different to Jake's?' asked Chloe, also watching Melissa's every move.

Mel carried on looking and rubbing my cock, she was very slowly wanking my shaft, clearly something she had done before. She then replied 'It seems nicer than Jake's, but' and at this she looked up at me with a mischievous grin and said 'I would need to see it in action first'.

I didn't say anything, just remained looking at her as she continued to wank me, however Chloe did reply 'I can do that!' as she reached over and grabbed the Cherry gel and smeared herself with it. She then straddled me, causing Mel to let go of my cock and expertly slipped it into her now well stretched pussy. I lay back and let Chloe grind herself on me. However I did ask 'is this the kind of action you wanted Mel, to watch me fuck Chloe or did you want to get involved?'

I could see the look of desire in her eyes, mixed with some apprehension, but she calmly stood up and began to remove her clothing. As Chloe continued to ride me, we both watched Mel as she stripped off and revealed her body, and what a specimen. Her body was firm and trim, with curves and dimples across her stomach. Her small breasts stood out pert like jellies. Her legs were slim and long but her ass was to die for. Smooth, heart-shaped and edible. Even Chloe made mention of what a wonderful figure she had.

As she kicked off her purple lace panties Chloe climbed off of me, picked up the gel and handed it to Mel. She squirted a little into her hands and rubbed it over her pussy lips. I don't think she had used such before as she didn't smear it over her cunny hole where it would be needed, but I got the feeling that I would not be troubled by any lubrication or penetration issues. This girl knew what she wanted.

I wanted to taste the essence of this Amazonian goddess but knew that this was not about my needs or wishes now; it was for these two young girls to use my attributes as a plaything. Mel straddled me, leaned forward and began to kiss me on the lips. I embraced her and began to run my hands over her delicious body, eventually placing my hand on her pussy; however before I could explore it she reached down and guided herself expertly onto my cock. We both gave out a deep sigh as I comfortably slipped into her. She was tight but she was very wet and with my cock already lubricated with gel and Chloe's cunt juices there were no penetration issues. After she slid up and down a few times, finally taking the whole of my length, I decided to make a move and grabbed the cheeks of her ass, pulled her forward and lifted her up off of my thighs.

'Do you want a slow love-making or hard fucking Mel' I whispered.

She seemed a little confused by my question but before I could rephrase it Chloe intervened 'I think Mel would like a hard fuck Mike'.

Rather than just commence pounding her young pussy I gave her some examples.

'What I'm doing now is a slow fuck' I said as I just normally moved my hips up and down to meet her movements, giving her my full length but not banging against her cunny or clitoris. Her mouth was partially open as she enjoyed the feeling of my near seven inches ploughing into her. I'm not sure how big her brothers are, but she did seem to be savouring my length entering her.

'Or there is the harder fuck' at this I grabbed her waist, which I could almost fit my hands completely around, then raised my knees planted my feet and commenced faster strokes into her. I didn't go hell for leather at first, just increased my speed. Her reaction was one of surprise, judging by the look of her face, but not one of discomfort. After about 10 seconds of faster strokes I then commenced pounding her cunt, making sure my pelvic bone ground against her clitoris. At this she grabbed hold of my arms with her hands, looked at me with a mixture of bewilderment and delight and gave out a low squeal.

I hard fucked her for about a minute and then returned to the slow fuck. 'So what do you prefer?'

She looked down at me but was concentrating on gyrating herself on my cock as I slipped in and out of her. She then replied 'Both feel soo good. I don't know which I like the most; do both of them. It's gorgeous', at this she leaned forward and kissed me passionately on the lips.

I spent the next ten or so minutes alternating between slow and hard fucking Melissa, whilst she moaned and groaned and gyrated on my cock, she really did know how to manoeuvre her cunny around my cock, more so than Chloe or Emily did.

Chloe was lying next to us, stroking her own pussy and licking my nipple. I asked her to stroke Mel's breasts, which she did for a while, but Mel was such a livewire on my cock, moving forward to kiss me or leaning back to watch my hard shaft entering her, that Chloe gave up trying to suck her tits.

I was just beginning to think that a) Mel was not going to cum and b) Chloe may be getting bored now that I needed to change things around when all of a sudden Mel sat back, let go of my arms, put her hands on my thighs and began to ride my cock. She was looking down at her pussy, watching my manhood enter her whilst taking sharp intakes of breath and grunting as she shoved her cunny firmly down onto my cock. After about a minute of this she came in a wild, head shaking, hard breathing orgasm, all the time not taking her eyes off of my cock entering her cunt and in rhythm calling out quite quietly 'Umm yes…umm yes'.

She began to slow down her thrusts as her orgasm subsided and I could see the bliss on her face as she looked up at me.

'Well, is it better than Jake's?' I heard Chloe say.

Mel licked her lips and as her body shuddered from the aftershocks of her orgasm she looked at me and said 'Fuck yes'.

As I slid down the bed I said 'Well let me see what you taste like young Melissa. Climb off my cock and sit on my face.' Within a few Moments I was suckling on the juicy pussy of this wondrous young woman, because she was a young woman, definitely more responsive and mature than Chloe or Emily both in body development and in knowing what she wants from a cock.

Chloe, not wanting to miss out, straddled my cock and was riding me nice and deep. Disappointingly the girls were not facing each other, so no girl on girl touching took place this time.

Sometime later I had brought Mel off again and then hard fucked Chloe so fast and deep that she was almost in a stupor. I finished by shooting my load over the face of both of them. Words cannot describe the bliss I felt that day.

During this sex session I had the subconscious feeling that Angie had returned and was lurking outside the bedroom, but I never saw her and put it down to my imagination. However whilst we were all recovering in Chloe's bed Angie shouted up, 'can I get you something to eat?'

Mel balked at this voice, clearly not sure how Chloe's Mom would react to her partaking in Chloe's little secret. I answered 'yes please Ange; give us ten minutes to freshen up'.

She replied 'Ok. Are you staying for lunch too Mel?'

The look of surprise and embarrassment on her face was a picture and Chloe burst out laughing at her expression. Chloe answered for her 'Yes, she is staying as well' both girls spent the next few minutes recalling their noisy responses to my attentions and both decided that their embarrassment was entirely my fault. Of course I pleaded innocent, just stating I cannot help it if I can make them lose their inhibitions.

Chloe and Melissa went off to the shower together to freshen up, but Melissa held back and said to me 'That was sooo good, I hope I can join you again?'

I didn't know whether she meant joining me AND Chloe or just me. I left it open and said 'I will make sure it happens if that's what you really want madam'.

She reached out and squeezed my flaccid and slightly sore penis; she gave a hiss and said 'I want to take it with me'. She then reluctantly let loose of me and trotted off naked to the bathroom. I salivated as I watched her perfect ass cheeks wobble away from me.

I lay on Chloe's dishevelled bed, totally exhausted. I doubt I could muster enough energy to do much more to these girls. I had been fucking, sucking and otherwise cavorting for almost five hours. I'm glad I didn't come here on my bike; it would have been a hard cycle home.

Lunch was quite a humorous affair, with both Mel and surprisingly Chloe seeming a bit embarrassed with Angie sat with us, clearly having heard what went on. However, Angie just carried on talking about her trip to the village and speaking with someone she met and eventually the embarrassment subsided. Until Angie decided to slip out 'Will Melissa be joining us more often when you visit Chloe Mike?'

I smirked, both at the dry, casual way that Angie slipped this snippet into the conversation but also at the utter shock and returned embarrassment to the face of Melissa. Chloe replied 'Mom, how much did you hear?' I suppose the direct approach to questions was regular between Angie and the girls and so it was only me and Melissa that were stunned by its directness.

Angie looked up at me with an almost longing in her eyes as she said 'Well none of you are quiet in your….. playing, so I heard most of it for the past hour or so'.

I replayed in my mind what had happened in the past hour and recalled that all of us had orgasmed with lots of grunts, groans and encouraging expletives used throughout. Even I was a tad embarrassed as in my final explosion over the girls faces and them taking turns in sucking my spunk dripping cock I used such terms as 'fucking suck my cock dry you gorgeous hussies'. But Melissa's feelings of embarrassment were too much for her as she put her head in her hands and murmured 'I want to disappear'. However, Angie tried to defuse the situation as she outlined 'There's nothing for you to be embarrassed about Melissa, it's perfectly fine to express passionate feelings when a man like Mike does things to your body that are enjoyable. Believe me, not all men will be able to make you feel that way. Enjoy it while you can' at this she got up and began clearing the table, giving another longing glance at me. I began to realise that I may need to start to give Angie some attention but was concerned about her reaction should I try. I didn't want to come between her and her father.

Mel seemed to calm down somewhat, especially as Chloe began to describe some of her recollection of events of grunting and squealing and calling out rather loudly 'Oh god, your cock is fucking gorgeous' when I, surprisingly for the first time, fucked Chloe in the doggy position. Within a few minutes all of us were discussing the events in the bedroom, with Angie even chipping in with some of what she heard. In fact, she described a stage of when she heard Mel say 'that feels really nice but so naughty' but Angie's description also added 'when he touched your bottom'. The only way she would have known I put my finger up Mel's tight anus was if she saw it happen because neither of us actually described it. Neither of the girls picked up on this missive, but it confirmed to me that Angie had been lurking outside the bedroom door.

Melissa left shortly after lunch whilst I spent the afternoon just chatting with Angie and cuddling with Chloe. No more sexual exploits took place. I think we both had been satiated enough that day.

Upon getting home and taking another shower I noticed that I had a love bite on my left shoulder, not a huge one but definitely noticeable. I didn't know which of the girls gave me this but upon checking the rest of my body I found another bite on the inside of my thigh (I think that was from a sixty-nine with Chloe) and also a number of fingernail scrapes on my left shoulder and right ass cheek. Neither of these marks were hugely obvious but to make sure I covered my tracks I mustered enough energy that evening to fuck Kim, which may help to cover the fingernail marks. As regards the love bites, of which Kim hadn't given me one for years, I took to ensuring she didn't get to see me naked too closely, so I kept pyjamas on in bed and got dressed in the dark or in the bathroom. After a few days they were gone and nothing was discovered, but I needed to keep an eye on such passionate remnants in the future.

NOVEMBER

I had suggested to Emily that I would like to fuck her in her school uniform again, so on one afternoon when she came home I was sat on one of the kitchen chairs and Emily slipped off her tights (the days were getting colder now), and her panties, raised her pinafore dress, straddled me and I commenced fucking her. There was nothing unusual in this, however this was the first time I did actually notice Angie watching us.

It was while I was sliding Emily up and down my shaft holding her pert ass as well as kissing her neck and chest I glanced to my side and saw that Angie was stood in the hallway in the dark, and because the kitchen door was halfway open she could see her youngest daughter taking nearly seven inches of cock into her young cunny.

I kept my glances very discreet, trying not to reveal to her that I had spotted her voyeurism, but I did get excited at the thought of Angie watching her daughter being fucked and reminded myself of her previous comments regarding my fingering of Melissa's ass and wondered how often she has watched us before. I couldn't decide if she was watching because she wanted to see how I treated the girls or if she was actually watching me and wanting me to do the same to her. Only time would tell.

I finished off by lifting Emily onto the table and giving her a hard fuck, just how she liked. It was at this moment that she called out, 'do it faster Daddy, oh Daddy'. Clearly Angela would have heard this response, but I couldn't see her now to gauge her reaction. It would be interesting to hear if Angie brought up the fact in their girly chats that Emily likes to call me Daddy whilst I fuck her.

DECEMBER/JANUARY

Not much happened in December as Adam was off for two weeks over the Christmas period, so my access to the girls was just once in the month.

January was back to normal with me being able to see the girls fortnightly, although I did get to visit Emily twice in one week as she was off for another teacher training day, so I popped over at lunch time and serviced her in the living room. The voyeurism from Angie was more overt now as she would just walk passed the bedroom or living room I was in with one of the girls; and on this particular lunch time soiree, whilst I was being straddled by a naked Emily on the sofa, Angie made no means to hide herself whilst watching from the kitchen as she stroked her pussy through her skirt whilst looking at me fully in the eyes. I knew then that it was time to push the barriers and look to get into the panties of the mother of these two young nymphets.

FEBRUARY 2009

It was in the first week in February when I received a text from Angie. I wasn't expecting one from her till next week as I had only seen the girls the previous Thursday so it should have been another week or so before any plans were made for the next meet up. Her message was short and simple 'I need to speak with you, alone.' I had been considering plans of how I could get Angie alone and test the water with her but was struggling to find a scenario that fitted. It looked like I didn't need to give this anymore thought. I texted her back that I was available tomorrow; she replied with a time of any time after 10am.

TUESDAY

I decided to cycle over to Angie's, a journey that would take about an hour. Upon arrival I came through the back way and entered the kitchen where she was sat at the table. She gave me a nervous smile as I entered but then her eyes lit up and her mouth was slightly agape as she saw what I was wearing. None of the girls had seen me in my cycle gear before. Today I was wearing a yellow branded Lycra long sleeve top which tightly clung to my upper torso, enhancing my arms and chest. On my lower half I had a pair of black and green Lycra leggings, which again hugged the body shape very closely, displaying my large muscled thighs. What had really caught her eye was my groin area. I admit I had emphasised this on purpose, knowing that I fully intended upon teasing and hopefully fucking Angie this day. For long 100km plus bike rides I wear a cycle rider's truss, which is basically a padded thong that cups the rider's bollocks and pulls them up and away from the body. This helps prevent chaffing and also from banging a riders testicles on the seat when changing his stance, which is a very painful experience. When wearing a truss, along with tight fitting leggings it does enhance the prominence of a males' genitalia, which was my obvious intent today.

I stepped into the kitchen, said hello, and then, whilst chuntering on about drivel turned my back on Angie and bent over to remove my cycling shoes, shoving my backside out towards her direction so she could survey my ass that was tightly wrapped in Lycra. I wiggled about and emphasised certain movements for some minutes before standing up and walking towards her in my socks.

Her face was one of delight and desire. She clearly wanted to get her hands on my ass but because I was just acting as though nothing was unusual it put her on the back foot. I further enhanced her frustration by standing about 2 feet directly in front of her whilst she was still sat down, with my Lycra emboldened package only inches from her face. I began to describe how it is quite chilly out and how I need warming up and at this Angie offered to make me a cup of tea and hurried over to the kettle.

As she was stood by the worktop reaching for the kettle I walked up directly behind her and just gently placed my protrusion against her backside. I reached around and placed my hands on her hands, stopping her from picking up the kettle and said in a hushed voice 'That wasn't the type of warming up I was thinking of' Instantly her breathing got heavier and I felt her body slightly tremble as I drew both of my hands along her arms and wrapped them around her waist, squeezing her against my erection, which was now becoming uncomfortable restrained in my truss. There was an audible gasp from her, but she did not resist.

'You are a wonderfully sexy woman Angie and I think it is only right that I give you some of the attention that I have been giving your daughters' at this I moved my left hand up to her left breast, which was a large mass of flesh but still very firm, and commenced kneading it with my palm, at the same time I moved my right hand down over her stomach, which was podgy but by no means fat. I slid the flat of my hand over the outside of her flouncy skirt, over her pelvic bone and cupped her pussy in my fingers, gently squeezing her around the clitoris. She moaned loudly and placed her right hand over my right hand as I squeezed the folds of flesh around her cunt albeit through her skirt and underwear. I didn't know if she was trying to stop me or guide me as she placed her hand over mine, but I took my hand off of her pussy and took hold of her hand and manoeuvred it behind her and placed it on my package. She gave another audible gasp and murmured 'oh god', but she commenced squeezing my cock through the material. It was almost painful owing to its restrictions but I left her to her groping.

I then began to grab some of her skirt fabric and draw it up, so that I could get to the real flesh of this now very horny woman's loins, at the same time I whispered to her 'When you have been watching me take your daughters have you longed for me to take you with my cock?'

'Oh god yes' she blurted out, her eyes now closed and her breasts heaving as passion and lust began to mount within her.

I slid the blade of my hand up the inside of her thighs and reached the protective layer of cotton/lace gusset that was covering her most delicious of regions. Continuing upwards I slipped my hand down into her panties and felt the mass of curly pubic hair above her pussy. I don't think Angie was into the trend of baldness and I was quite excited at having the chance of seeing such as I had only had bald (Chloe/Emily/Melissa) or very trimmed (Kim/Sarah) fannies in recent times.

Before I actually got my hand on her pussy I could feel the heat from it and when I placed my fingers onto the folds of flesh we both gave a moan of pleasure. As I burrowed some fingers into her cunt lips the wetness was delicious, Angie was positively gushing in anticipation of what she wanted. As my fingers rubbed against her engorged clit she gave out another whimper and her legs began to shake, I knew it wouldn't be long before I brought her to her first orgasm with me.

'Take my cock out of my leggings Ange, it wants you to touch it' I whispered as I continued to knead her tits, alternating between each of them and at the same time gently working my fingers into her sodden slit. Her hand was shaking as she moved it into my waistband and, after some manoeuvring, released my cock. As she took it in her grasp I gasped in pleasure again. I now knew that I would be soon ploughing my manhood into this full bloodied woman's wanting cunt.

Because she was so lubricated I easily probed three fingers into her and immediately began to slip them in and out of her hot, wet velvet hole. She had to rest her hand on the worktop counter to support herself as the sensations were weakening her legs, which forced her ass out towards my groin.

'Oooh, ooooh, ummm' were the words whimpering from her as I continued to wank her cunny.

I took this shoving of her ass towards me to mean she now wanted my cock, so I removed both of my hands from molesting her and began to lift up her skirt and grasp for her panties to pull down. 'I'm going to fuck you now'.

She almost screamed 'No' and turned around so she was now facing me, holding my hands at her side; she couldn't help but look down at my protruding erection. 'No, not here, I want you take me in my bed'. She then, rather delicately pulled my truss and leggings back over my cock and took me by the hand and began to lead me out of the kitchen.

Trying to walk upstairs ahead of me was too much for her as her legs had gone to jelly with the emotions going through her body so she resorted to climbing the stairs on her hands and feet. This again pushed her plump ass out and exposed some of her thigh to me as I followed. I couldn't resist.

As she almost got to the top step I guided my head under her skirt and extremely deftly pulled the gusset of her panties to one side and buried my face into the sopping pussy, instantly slipping my tongue into her crevice and suckling her juices.

Thankfully we were at the top of stairs because she practically collapsed onto all fours on the landing and gave an almightily loud 'Oooh' as I commenced devouring her. She didn't resist as I sucked and licked at her most private delights. She was almost constantly moaning, loudly. I knew she would be cuming soon, so I manoeuvred my other hand and commenced wanking her fully engorged gorgeous clit. At this she was pushing herself back towards me and giving out a number of animalistic grunts. She really needed this, her sexual release was near and nothing was going to stop it.

Because I was within a confined space, being under her skirt, the smells and scents were wonderful. For a woman in her late thirties, who was of quite a plump build, I would expect her private regions to smell of sweat and other bodily fluids, but it wasn't the case. Her scent and flavour was still sweet and intoxicating. Clearly not as sweet and fresh as her young daughters, but nevertheless I was slurping up her fluids with aplomb.

To spice things up even more, with the hand that was holding her gusset to one side I managed to guide my index finger into her asshole. She gave out a call of 'fuck' and pushed back even more, taking the whole of my finger into her. Clearly this area was not virgin territory. After a few minutes of sucking her pussy, wanking her clit and fingering her ass, she came. Her whole lower half shook with the power of the orgasm and I could feel her cunny pulsating on my face, she even squirted some cum onto my face, which is the first time I've seen or felt a 'squirter' in my time. The noises coming from her were loud and raucous, if anybody was near to the house they would have heard Angie almost wailing and calling out part finished words such as 'fuc….hel….god….jesu'. Her orgasm lasted several minutes and I ensured I sucked up every single drop of her fluids. She collapsed forward onto her stomach as I remained glued to her pussy but she began to push my head away saying breathlessly 'please, no more'. I extracted myself from her cunt and from under her skirt and looked at her slumped in a heap on the landing. Her eyes were shut, her face was rosy red and she was licking her lips and drawing in air.

My cock was aching to burst out of its restraint and I really wanted to fuck her there and then whilst she was utterly vulnerable, but I respected her request for me to take her in her bed so I stood behind her as she gathered her senses.

'Are you ok?' I asked, looking down at her.

She opened her eyes and raised herself to a sitting position, which raised her skirt above her knees, exposing her wide but firm thighs but her posture just kept her gusset tantalisingly out of my sight. I wanted to bury my head in their again.

She looked up at me with a blissful smile and said 'That was out of this world, I have never had anybody make me cum like that or have me make those noises. Mike you are a fucking animal'

I took that as a successful achievement, but that didn't satiate the bulging 6 and ¾ inch of blood filled man flesh that I wanted to release, so I offered my hand and helped her up. When she stood up she gave me a full blooded passionate kiss and at the same time squeezed my cock. 'God I want this' she said as we walked into her bedroom.

The room was quite large with a very large four-poster bed against the far wall, with a huge bay window that looked out onto the front of the street. There were no houses directly opposite, only beautiful views of hills and valleys running off into the distance. There would be no need to close the curtains.

I was starting to remove my cycle top when Angie told me to stop.

'No please, I want to unwrap you like a gift, please, can I?' she begged, clearly a vision she has thought of in preparation for this moment.

I pulled the top back down and said 'I'm yours to devour'. By fuck did she devour me.

She began to run her hands over my chest, shoulders, arms and stomach, whispering sweet nothings like 'you are the sexiest man I have ever had'. I reminded her that she hadn't had me yet.

She got onto her knees and began to lift my top up, exposing my stomach, where she commenced kissing and licking me all around the mid riff.

She lifted the top to my chest and then lifted it off of me, revealing my upper body to her. She was almost purring as she circled around me running her hands over my arms, shoulders and chest. She suckled on my nipples and kissed me on the lips.

The wanton hussy then removed her blouse, revealing her dark red lacy bra that was restraining a fantastic pair of tits. I made to move towards them but she said 'uh-uh, not yet, you're mine to devour remember' as she continued talking she began to undo her bra 'you can have these' she emphasised her glorious white milky breasts as she removed her bra 'after I've had my fun with this' as she grabbed my achingly hard cock.

I did as I was told and stood staring and salivating at the still pert, wonderful breasts that were only inches from me. The tease then began to circle me again but commenced rubbing her bullet erect nipples over my torso and when she stood in front of me she kissed me full on the lips again, embracing my chest against hers. Torture.

Angie then turned her attention to my lower half. She stood behind me and slipped her hands into the waistband of my leggings and expertly pulled them down to my knees. My black coloured cotton truss was covering most of my genetalia with the exception of my now rather red bulging hard on protruding out of the top. The waistband and the leg straps of the truss went where they were supposed to go, meaning my ass cheeks were not afforded any cover. Upon seeing this Angie almost giggled with delight.

'You are spoiling me. You have just taken me to heaven and back with your mouth and then allowed me to caress your gorgeous chest and now you have this spectacular bottom all tied up and on display for me to play with' at this she fell to her knees again and began to kiss and nibble my ass cheeks.

Her nibbling and kissing was not helping my erection but I remained resolute and let her continue. The filthy hussy also ran her tongue up the inside of my ass crack, which would have been quite sweaty from my cycle ride, but she was not troubled by this and continued to kiss, rub, nibble and stroke my ass and legs.

She eventually worked her way around to the front of me and sat on her haunches in front of my package. She was like a young child about to open a surprise birthday present with a sparkle in her eyes and a smirk on her face. I was inwardly begging for her to release my cock and when she finally pulled the truss down, we both gave a gasp. Mine was in relief, hers was in delight.

She helped me out of my leggings, truss and cycle socks, so I was stood in front of her in the military 'at ease' position. Legs apart, chest out, arms behind my back and hands clasped together; oh and totally naked.

She just sat looking at my flag pole erection and commented on how gorgeous it was. She eventually took a hold of my shaft and commenced kissing along it and caressing my balls. She wasn't touching my knob, just the shaft and after a few moments I noticed that she was dribbling saliva along its length. I watched both in confusion and in bliss as she was very deft with handling my manhood but I had not seen this dribbling technique before.

Angie then shuffled herself forward an inch or two, got herself comfortable and then began to place my cock head into her mouth. I balked at the sensation as I had been waiting for this for some time now and the feelings were amazing. She commenced sucking my cock and bobbing her head backwards and forwards along its length at the same time using her left hand to either hold or wank my shaft. Her right hand was placed on my left ass cheek guiding me forward or holding me in position.

Again she was putting lots of spittle over my cock head and length with some of it dribbling from her mouth but also dribbling over my balls, which was causing immense pleasure. Again I couldn't grasp why she was doing this, but was enjoying the feelings none the less.

Then she raised herself a little higher on her knees, grasped my shaft with her hand and began to take more of my length into her mouth. I could feel my knob end entering her throat. She was guiding my cock down into her throat until she gagged a little so she just pulled it back out into her mouth and commenced sucking and licking my cock whilst moving her head either side to side or up and down.

Now I knew why she was drowning me with so much spittle, she wanted to take as much of my cock into her throat as possible and the spittle was good lubrication. I had only ever had a deep throat blow job once before, from a Jamaican prostitute in my military days, but Angie was taking it to another level.

I began to call out various expletives as the sensations were beginning to mount in my groin area.

The noises from Angie of grunts and slurps certainly ensured to me that she was fully enjoying devouring my cock. In fact I got the feeling she would have been happy to have just been left with the cock and I could go.

She commenced deep throating me again and I reacted with a loud 'Fucking hell' and grabbed a hold of her bushy brown head of hair and cradled her head as she took a little more of my knob down her throat. As I looked down at her, she gagged again and pulled me out of her throat. Spittle cascading from her mouth and along my cock length and snot and dribble was running from her nose. It was pure debauchery and I loved it.

She went back to normal blowjob sucking and wanking for a few more minutes and I was getting that familiar feeling rising in my balls, and so called out 'I'm going fucking explode'.

At this she moved her right hand from my ass cheek and buried it in between the cheeks of my ass and deftly placed her middle finger over my sphincter. Kim had tried this once or twice before, but I wasn't too partial to being entered on those occasions, but today I was committed to trying anything, so I let her play.

I then felt her head move forward and again she guided my cock down her throat, even deeper than before. She was making grunting, slurping, snorting sounds as she breathed through her nose. I commenced some guttural sounds of my own as I knew I was about to shoot my load.

I was now out of control and wanted nothing more than to shoot my cum down the throat of this fucking slut, I grabbed hold of her hair in one hand and the back of her head with the other and commenced fucking her face. I was moving my hips and cock back and forwards and guiding her mouth and throat along my cock.

'You fucking cocksucking whore, I'm gonna fuck your face' I grunted out as I continued to do as I suggested. Angie didn't fight me or try to resist, she just concentrated on breathing through her snot filled nose and the noises of pleasure from her also increased with moans and grunts. (At least I took them as pleasure).

She had worked her finger into my asshole and I could now feel her inside me wiggling about. I was enjoying it and this only drove me on to thrust my cock deeper into her head. This was the first sign that I had reached the limit as she pushed me back a little with her other hand, but didn't remove me from her throat. However, it didn't matter, I came just as she moved me back and my first wad of spunk erupted out of my cock and down into her throat.

She pulled her head back a bit and removed me from being in her throat so I was just at the entrance to it. My spunk was filling up her airways and she needed to swallow and swallow she did.

As she felt my first explosion she pushed the full length of her finger into my ass, this was the furthest I had ever been entered and I called out in utter pleasure as she tickled my asshole, making my ejaculations mind-blowing.

I was not of this world; my eyes were shut but bright white light was erupting behind my lids. Sounds and noises were coming out of me that was unintelligible. My legs were beginning to buckle under the sensations. Angie withdrew her finger from my ass and then used both of her hands, one to wank my shaft, the other to stroke my balls. At the same time, she milked the spunk from my cock and I could not take anymore and had to drop to my haunches, extracting my cock from her hot, wet inviting mouth.

I drew a breath before stating 'I think you win on the fucking animal stakes Ange that was fucking awesome'.

She just smiled, with her face smeared in spunk, snot and spittle and added 'I'm a cock-sucking whore am I? That must make you a cunt licking child fucker'. I smiled back and replied 'I've been called much worse' and then grabbed her face and we engaged in several minutes of passionate kissing, both of us now plastered in fluids.

I began to cup one of her breasts and asked, 'can I play with these now?'.

She began to get up and replied 'yes but I need a pee first; I will be back in a mo'.

I wasn't letting her get away with that and got up with her and said 'why don't you piss over me?'

She had a genuine shocked look on her face. 'Mike, no' but she then thought about and said 'where would we do it?' Clearly the idea had sparked some interest.

I had never actually had a woman piss on me before, but was willing to give it a try, so I improvised.

'I sit on the loo, you squat over me and piss over my cock and bollocks' I quickly cobble together.

As we walk towards the en-suite I could tell she was giving this idea some thought and replied 'you will have to shower before you get into my bed though'.

'Of course' I comply.

The toilet bowl is quite small and not very wide, but I sit on it and then watch Angie remove her skirt, revealing her dark red lacy knickers. My cock starts to twitch again as she begins to pull them down exposing the dark brown mott of hair covering her vagina. I cannot wait to get my cock ploughing into that cunt, but know she needs a piss so I control my urges.

'This is so wrong' she states with disdain but at the same time she walks towards me and lets me guide her so she is positioned over my midriff. My cock is now back at full erection, so she cannot squat too close otherwise I WILL fuck her. We move about a little as she informs me of the direction her stream will come from, so in the end it's easier for her to just rest on my thighs, leaning slightly back.

The situation is almost comical as I am sat on the loo with a full erection, with Angie sat facing me with her wonderful tits only inches from my face, however I cannot touch them otherwise she will not be able to pee.

We sit together for a minute or two and she complains that she just cannot do it like this, however I reach over to the sink and turn the tap on and tell her to just run her hand under the tap.

Good as gold she does as I ask and within a number of seconds she giggles and says 'wow, it's coming' and then I am hit by the most amazing sensation as a fast, hot, powerful stream of urine is spraying over my cock, groin and legs. I watch in amazement at the power this woman generates from pissing. The feelings I get as her stream hits my body is like a mild tickle, followed by the wonderful soaking of the hot liquid pouring over my balls and thighs, which was also dripping onto the bathroom floor.

Angie is also transfixed as she moves her hips and guides her now weakening stream over my genitals. We both laugh out loud at the utter debasement and naughtiness of what we are doing but we both love it.

As her stream is turning to a trickle I pull her towards me and passionately kiss her, whilst kneading her great tits.

Before she finishes I slip my hand down between her still piss dripping pussy and fully rub my fingers along the length of her twat. I then pull my hand to my face, stick out my wide tongue and begin to lick the piss and other fluids off of it.

She screws her face up and starts to get up and states 'you're the utter filthy animal now Mike. Get in that shower before you touch me again'. She was disgusted at my actions but still ogled at my body and squeezed my ass as I stepped into the shower adding 'and hurry up, I've been waiting for that cock for months now and I'm gagging for it, you filthy gorgeous stud'.

Whilst I had a quick rinse, Angie grabbed some kitchen roll and mopped up the piss from the floor.

Within a few minutes I'm out of the shower and lying in her bed, having quickly popped down to my cycle bag and pulled out the trusty travel pack of Cherry gel.

We lay cuddling and kissing in the bed for some minutes and I am joyfully playing and suckling on her tits, but she cannot take it any longer so she grabs the gel, smears me with it (but not herself) and straddles across my groin.

She doesn't put me inside her immediately; instead she just slides her wet cunny along my shaft, whilst I caress her body and suckle on her tits again. This continues for some minutes, which is making me extra horny as my cock is sliding over the entrance to her cunt but not entering, however I leave Angie in control and let her do her thing.

The urge must be too much for her also, as she slides back so my knob is resting at the entrance to her velvety pussy, but instead of just sliding back the opposite way, like she has been doing for some minutes, she gyrates her hips so that this time my cock does enter her.

As I feel just the head of my cock slip in I look at her face and she has her eyes shut and her tongue out, concentrating on her actions, but as she glides herself back onto me and more of my hard shaft enters her she opens her mouth and gives out a long pleasurable moan. As do I.

I leave her to savour and sample the delights of my cock as she gyrates her hips. I can feel her juices seeping over my balls but after a few more minutes I can take no more and I commence fucking her, to which she is gratefully receptive of, pulling my head into her heaving breasts and murmuring 'that's soo good'.

For the next thirty or so minutes I slow and hard fuck Angie. We change positions from her being on top, to me on top, me spooning her, to me doing her from behind. We are both soaked in sweat, but the gel and her still sopping pussy are doing a great job of preventing any soreness.

I don't think either of us are going to cum this time, but again to spice things up, whilst fucking her from behind I work my thumb into her ass and eventually have the whole of it in her whilst banging away at her cunny.

This must have sparked something inside her because she begins to claw at the bed sheets with her hands and begins to moan a bit louder. I surmised that she was about to cum again, but this was not the case, she stopped moving her body and looked back at me with utter lust in her eyes and croaked 'put it in my ass. I want you in my ass'.

I don't need to get asked twice for such a request knowing that sometimes women change their mind.

I withdrew my thumb, which didn't have any remnants of shit over it, then pulled my cock out of her, smeared a large dollop of gel onto my knob and also over the dark entrance to her most forbidden area and as I was manoeuvring myself to enter her, she looked back, still with lust in her eyes but a bit more reserved and said 'go easy, I haven't done this since I was a nursing student'

'I will treat you like the princess that you are' I quipped. She chuckled at this response but I cut it off as I manoeuvred my knob head against her sphincter. Because I had given her asshole some attention throughout our sex session today it was partially stretched and with the ever willing gel doing a wonderful job it took just three attempts for me to have my full length inside her.

She was panting heavy and asked me to go really slow, which I did. I had had anal sex about three times in my life and although each time the woman was a willing participant, the process usually ended quite quickly due the discomfort caused to the girls' anal passage, however Angie was clearly enjoying this and it was she who began to move her body faster along my shaft.

Not wanting to disappoint I too increased the thrusts of my hips, making her nudge forward and grunt. For a few minutes I was fucking her ass like I had been doing her cunt at normal sex speed, which in turn was the fastest and most active anal sex I had ever had. It was great, but she was just getting started.

Angie was grunting and almost screaming as I continued to plough her ass, but she wanted more. She put her hands on the corner post of the bed to give her something to lean on and began to move her ass even faster and harder along my cock. She was effectively fucking me now as I was struggling to keep up. I got up off my knees and planted my feet on the bed becoming squat behind her. I grabbed hold of her waist and upon giving the first full thrust from my new position she goes wild.

'Harder, harder' 'fuck my ass you fucker.' Through deep gasping breaths she would squeal out 'Ram that cock up me' and 'Oh fuck me harder Mike'.

I was pounding the asshole of this woman like I was trying to knock her out of the room. The pace I was going at was even too much for the gel, because I could begin to feel some soreness at the base of my shaft as my pelvic bone was bouncing off of her ass cheeks.

However, I didn't last much longer and called out to her 'I'm coming up your fucking ass' and promptly shot my spunk for the first time up a woman's shit tube. She and I grunted and moaned in bliss and again, my legs began to buckle, so I carefully extracted my now sore cock from her ass, with a wonderful air fart following it out. I then collapsed backwards onto the bed, as did Angie.

I hoped that was it for today, I was spent, but Angie was still active and said 'I know what you do when you spunk up my girls' and she straddled herself over my face in a sixty nine position, so I was faced by her spunk leaking, stretched red ass hole. I commenced devouring it immediately.

As a man does when sucking his spunk from a woman's ass, he ponders situations; and I found myself pondering just how tight Angie's pussy was. Considering she had had two children I was expecting it to be somewhat less tight and more pungent. Kim had had one kid and although she was still quite trim, her pussy was a little slack around the entrance, also, sometimes if she had a bad day her aroma could be less than inviting. That may turn some men away, but I always would devour her cunt, whatever the smell, it was a price I was willing to pay.

I then remembered that Angie's most recent cock service would have been her father and less regularly, her husband Adam and if the girls were to be believed, I was somewhat larger than both their granddad and father so that could also explain why she was so tight.

It was whilst pondering such thoughts and whilst Angie was again beginning to deep throat my cock, which despite the soreness I was not going to be put off by mere pain. I found myself not just sucking her asshole, I had commenced wanking her clit and fingering her cunt and it was at this point I decided to see just how much Angie's pussy could take. It had had two babies come out of it, what could it take going in, I thought.

First two then three fingers were fucking her pussy gently. Then four and I eventually squeezed my hand so it was elongated and narrower and commenced slipping my whole hand, including thumb into the entrance to her cunny.

The widest part of my hand, being around the knuckles was the trickiest part and I had to stop just short of forcing my hand inside Angie, but she, being the adventurous, open-minded, cock sucking, spunk drinking hussy that she was wasn't going to let girth restriction be a problem.

I was happily fingering her cunny with all four of my fingers and thumb up to the final knuckle inside her, not believing that I was going to stretch her skin any further, but Angie could obviously feel what I was trying to do and, having took my cock out of her throat (but not from her mouth) pushed herself back onto my hand and in one movement my whole hand disappeared into her, stopping just short of my wrist.

'Oh Jesus' she called out and after a few seconds 'now fist me you deviant' she hoarsely bellowed, only removing my cock from her mouth for a second.

Doing as I was told I clenched my hand into a fist and began to move my arm back and forth, only a few inches, but it felt unbelievable. I could feel the suction of her cunt sucking at my hand.

Turning my fist slightly brought her a little too much discomfort, so I just remained moving it back and forth.

Her clit which would normally be fully exposed and on show, had now been consumed into her cunny as my hand had dragged all with it as it entered her, but I still had enough to use my finger and thumb to wank her with. So for the next five minutes or so I sucked her ass, wanked her clit and gently fisted her cunt.

As she was about to cum, she began to pull away from me, so I took it that she didn't need my hand inside her anymore, but trying to remove a hand from a now dryer and pulsating fanny is more difficult than it seems. Nevertheless, after some gentle persuasion I extracted my right hand and let her collapse to a more sedate orgasm, rather than the screaming raucous one she had earlier.

We both lay in a spent, dishevelled state for a while before she turned herself around to lie next to me. The antics of the morning/early afternoons work was now beginning to tell on both of us. My cock was a multitude of colours, mainly reds, blues and purples; it had been sucked raw today. I dread to think what Angie's pussy, ass and throat are feeling. However, when I ask if it was worth the wait she kissed me tenderly on the lips and replied 'More than I could ever have dreamed'.

We lay together for about another 20 minutes, talking about mundane stuff, allowing me to get into the conversation that this sex was purely for fun, I would not be leaving Kim for her, even if it did mean having on tap child sex for the next five or six years. She was fully agreeable with this and stated she does not expect any special treatment, just asks for the odd sex session every couple of months, as her Dad was beginning to struggle with doing it now. I keenly agree to servicing her needs.

Angie eventually dozed off, so I dragged myself into the shower, rinsed my stinking body and got dressed. I realised that the cycle journey was going to be a bastard owing to the now zero energy I had in my legs and the fact that my cock was now very tender, so would be suffering in my truss.

When I returned to the bedroom Angie had woken from her slumber and was starting to rise, affording me a final glance at the wonderful curves of her ass and tits, also seeing that brown tuft of hair over her fanny again began to stir my very sore loins. I was beginning to think I was clearly some form of sex maniac.

She put on a dressing gown and saw me to the back door. I enquired if she would be alright, as she was moving rather delicately but she kissed me on the lips and smiled, replying 'It feels like you are still in my ass and pussy at the same time, but I wouldn't change it for the world, have a safe journey'.

The cycle home was horrendous and took twice as long; I got home about an hour before Kim, so had some hurried chores to do and also some cream to put onto my red raw cock. But the memories of what I had done to Angie this day would live with me forever, which was worth the tenderness.

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