Love
and Conscience and Little Girls (Part 3)
by Sterling
Bill
was alarmed to wake up to the sound of his front door opening. There
was little crime in the area, but anything was possible.
The footsteps came down the hall tentatively, then stopped.
"Who's there?" he asked, voice trembling.
"Allie," he heard her whisper.
He gave a big sigh of relief as she came through the door and over to
his bed. They naturally had keys to each other's places.
It was almost completely dark. "Allie, what is it?"
She
didn't speak, but he heard a rustling as her robe fell away. She sat on
the bed and whispered, "Fuck me, daddy. Fuck me. I know it's sick,
but..."
"Shhhh," said Bill. He didn't think it was sick, but he
wasn't thinking much at all. He was out of his nightclothes within
seconds.
It was almost completely dark, but he felt Allie
kneeling on the bed, like a doggy, butt up in the air. As he got
oriented his hand found her cunt easily. The external part was hot and
slick, making it clear she was fully aroused.
Just as his tip
nosed against her cunt opening and he prepared to shove in she said,
"Mine's big enough. You can fuck me deep and hard!"
Bill grabbed
her butt and plunged. He slid all the way in, surrounded by hot smooth
velvet. Allie gasped. Within seconds she was coming; he could feel the
strong spasms. Encouraged in every way, a few seconds later his organ
grew harder and bigger, his tip widened, and he began shooting his gobs
of cum right up inside his own daughter.
As his body finished
its mating reflex, the two flopped onto their sides, Bill spooning
against Allie's back. After a few minutes, Allie spoke:
"Oh, shit, what have I done?"
"Whatever it was, I did it too."
"I'm
the one who got up, used my spare key to let myself in, and came to
your bed. No one expects guys to resist when a woman wakes them up in
the middle of the night presenting her rear end for the taking."
Bill had a little chuckle at that. "I guess I could claim I was fucking
in my sleep."
After a bit, Bill said, "I think we both invited this. Hey, you put a
secret camera in my bedroom!"
"I just wanted to check that you weren't hurting my daughters -- which
you were, this afternoon!"
"Well, you were a sneak about it! And besides, why did you keep all of
the videos?
"Oh, Dad, I'm so bad," she said.
"And why did you say 'Do my baby, give it to her, fuck her!' while you
were frigging yourself?"
"I never said any such thing!"
"Want to watch the tape?"
Allie was quiet. "I thought that sometimes, yeah, so I guess I said it,
too?"
"Yep."
"You started all this, you pervert! Couldn't keep your hands out of the
girls' panties!"
"I did keep them out! I offered to never see them again, right?"
"Yeah, but that would have been cruel, to deprive them of their
granddad!"
"I
assure you that if you surveyed mothers, 99% would say it was more
important to keep a man's grubby paws out of her daughters' panties
than to make them mope from missing their granddad."
Allie was silent a while. "Oh, shit," she said. "Oh, shit."
"Hey,
it really is my fault more than yours. It's one thing for you to give
permission, but I'm the one who was actually doing it."
"We're both perverts, dad."
After a while, Bill spoke, "There are two people who are innocent,
though, Kira and Tara."
"Absolutely," Allie said. "Absolutely."
Within a few seconds Bill was aware that Allie was trying to suppress
giggles. "What is it?"
"Nothing, nothing."
"You can't just laugh and then not explain!"
"I was just thinking, they sure do come like little sluts!"
Bill's
first instinct was to Allie that was an unkind thought. But as he
thought of the two of them begging for his tongue and shrieking, day
after day, instead he found himself holding back laughter, then failing
to hold it back, and soon the two of them were both laughing
uncontrollably.
"Well," Bill said at last. "We know where they got it from! You!"
"Me?"
"Yeah, you!"
"You're hardly one to talk! And besides, I got it from you!"
"I guess so," Bill said. "I can't help myself."
And with that he rolled over onto Allie, nudging her legs apart.
Allie
eagerly exposed her pussy for the taking. Within seconds Bill's hard
cock slid into his daughter again, and the two of them started on a
good old standard fuck. Cock in and out, pussy hugging it and smoothing
the action with thick fluids. Allie jiggled on the bed as Bill bumped
her deep with his insistent thrusts.
"You are such a pervert, dad, raping your daughter!"
"Raping?" Bill asked, and slid his cock out of Allie completely.
"No, no, get back inside me!" Allie moaned urgently.
"What do you say?"
"Please!"
Bill slid back in, and they both sighed with relief and continued the
fuck.
"You
conniving little slut, you! Accusing me of rape! Who was the one who
used her emergency key, snuck into her daddy's bedroom and stuck her
naked, dripping ass into his face?"
"Me! It was me!"
"And who recorded her daddy abusing her daughters, then watched the
tapes while going wild with orgasms?"
"Me, dad! It was me! Fuck me harder!"
Bill
picked up the pace, and soon enough the rock-hard prong deforming her
pussy over and over again made her come. She moaned loudly, "I'm a
pervert!"
Bill had enjoyed getting his daughter off, but he still had more
fucking to do. He kept pounding away.
Two
could play this game. "Dad, who wants to slide his hands into girls'
panties? Who wants to see inside and watch the girls pee? Who wants to
suck their nipples?"
"Me, Allie! It's me! I'm a pervert!"
Bill banged into Allie with renewed vigor.
"And who wants to lick out their little pussies? Who wants them to lick
his cock so he can come in their mouths?"
"Me! I'm so perverted!"
"And who wants to jam his prong up their little cunts? Fill a little
girl's cunt with sperm?"
"ME!" Bill shouted, and rocketed his cum up inside his daughter's cunt
once more.
They lay in their second afterglow, lost in a haze of pleasure.
Thoughts moved slowly.
"How do we keep from getting you pregnant?" Bill asked.
"You think of that only now, you irresponsible man?"
"I know that morning-after pills exist."
"Yeah, true enough. My period's due in like two days."
After a few moments, Allie continued, "I've sometimes wished I had
another baby."
Bill said, "Huh?"
"Wouldn't you like another little daughter? Maybe you could get into
her diaper with your tongue -- pervert!"
"Oh,
don't tempt me. You'd probably pass out coming watching a tape of that
-- pervert! How serious are you? You don't want a baby with two heads,
do you?"
"Nah. But I've thought about going to a sperm bank. Probably silly,
though, since I've still got to get my career going."
There was more silence.
"I guess we could do this together, all four of us," Bill said.
Allie started. "No, dad!"
Allie's tone got Bill's attention.
"Huh?"
"Dad, I don't want my girls to know anything about this, ever, OK? They
can't know their mother is a pervert."
Bill figured it was a reasonable request, though the two of them had
just been having such fun wallowing in perversion.
"OK."
"Promise?"
"Yeah, I promise."
"I've got to get back upstairs in case they wake up," she said, and
left after a lingering hug.
The next night at midnight, Bill used his emergency key to let himself
into Allie's.
Sitting on the side of her bed, he spoke. "Hi, Allie."
"Hi, dad."
He wasn't sure how a day would have changed Allie's mood. "Ummm, can I
lie next to you?"
Allie thought a moment. "Do you think it's a good idea?" She was trying
to suppress a smile.
Bill said, "Yeah, I do. We're perverts, remember?"
Allie
made room for him. He moved his hands over his daughter and sucked her
breasts. She responded with pleasure. Sliding his fingers between her
legs, he was surprised to find that she was quite wet.
"Oh, my," he said. "You're not like this all the time, are you?"
"No. What took you so long? I've been watching tapes."
"Oh, which ones?"
"The one where you ate out Kira while Tara gave you a blow job."
"We've done that a bunch of times."
"It was the first time you came in Tara's mouth."
"Oh, right. And the others?"
"Yesterday's. It is so hot. Just so very hot. Why do I come when my
baby girl cries, 'Ouch!'?"
Bill smiled. "Because you're a pervert?"
"Yeah. But you're a child rapist!"
Allie
wrestled him onto his back and lowered herself onto his cock. She began
an insistent, decisive grinding motion, taking his cock far up inside
but concentrating much more on just how her outer pussy pressed against
Bill's pubic bone. "You nasty man, you sick man!"
"Fuck me, you little slutty pervert," Bill countered.
Allie's
breath came quicker, "Unload all your ... sticky cum ... from your ...
nasty prick ... up your slut daughter's ... cunt!"
"Pervert!
Unnnhh!" cried Bill, surging up inside his daughter and unloading his
balls just as she asked. He was an obliging father.
Once
father and daughter let their inhibitions go and happily labeled
themselves and each other as perverts, their lust was boundless. Allie
went on the pill. Bill snuck up to her bedroom each night after Kira
and Tara were asleep. After locking the door to be sure the girls would
not discover them, they fucked like rabbits. An hour at a time, from
every angle. Tongues brought ecstasy to erogenous zones. Cum spurted
onto Allie's chest, her pubic hair mat, into her mouth, but mostly,
time and again, up her cunt. Allie's clit glowed and brought her body
to convulsions over and over, mostly aided by Bill's hard dick
burrowing up into her depths.
Sometimes in the morning Allie
left a few extra minutes before heading off to school and headed down
to Bill's to visit. She wasn't seeking physical pleasure, usually. She
just wanted to get fucked soundly and have the reassurance of another
load of cum up inside her. She usually knelt on his bed while Bill slid
into her from the rear and pounded her. Within a minute he pulsed her
cunt full of more cum as he wallowed in ecstasy. Feeling her womanly
need met, Allie put herself back together and was out the door in
seconds, after a quick kiss.
"It's OK, Tara, you don't have to do that today," said Bill.
Tara stood before him, confused, pants and panties around her ankles,
presenting her little pussy for Bill to fondle.
"We can go to the park anyway."
"What happened, grandpa? Did I do something wrong?"
"No,
sweetie, you didn't do anything wrong, I just don't feel like it much
today. You don't really miss the stuff with my peepee and your peepee,
right? I used to have to bribe you with candies."
"But I like it now."
"Well, maybe later, let's see."
Tara pulled herself back together.
Kira
wandered in, ready to join in the fun. She was wearing her cute white
dress with nothing underneath -- Bill knew, because that configuration
was one of his favorites.
"Grandpa doesn't want to see us naked today, either," Tara said.
Kira nonetheless stood with her back to him and slowly lifted the
dress, exposing her butt.
Bill
still found it an alluring sight, and his cock twitched a couple times.
But he was giving it a workout with Allie several times a day, and it
couldn't respond fully.
Seeing his polite smile instead of the usual smoldering lust, Kira
asked, "But you used to like it so much, what happened?"
"Oh, things just change. I'm not sure it's good for you, all this stuff
we're doing."
"But we love it!"
"True, but not everything you love is good for you."
Allie
had just gotten done riding her father hard. Their genitals were still
plastered together while Bill's dick softened inside her. She held
herself up with her hands, her breasts hanging down towards him
gracefully.
"Kira says you didn't want to see her little pussy these past couple
days."
"You keep my cock pretty busy!" Bill said.
"You like a real woman better than little girls?" Allie teased.
"Maybe," Bill said, not entirely sure himself.
"In
any case, dad, I still think you owe them at least your tongue. They're
used to getting at least one solid orgasm every day, and I think they
deserve it."
Bill licked a little harder as he stroked his tongue up and down her
pleasure button.
Kira
was attending to Bill's cock. Now she had engulfed it in her mouth and
was gently sucking and licking with great skill, but his cock was
softening.
Tara's juices were seeping from her baby cunt. Her
clit started to stiffen, almost imperceptibly, and her squeaks got
higher pitched. Bill knew from long experience that she was close. On a
whim, he dug his fingers into her hips hard as he held her pelvis up
off his face.
"Grandpa! Ohhh! Unnnhhh!" the little tyke screamed.
Bill
kept licking, wanting to make sure the pleasure stayed intense all
through her orgasm. After many seconds she pulled away and flopped down
beside him on her back, chest heaving. He'd have Allie find that on the
video later so they could watch it together, and he was pretty sure the
mother would love seeing her daughter so thoroughly pleasured.
"But your cock is soft," Kira said with disappointment.
"It
feels great, even when it's soft," he said. "Your turn!" he said,
playfully wrestling the older girl onto her back and shoving her skirt
up to reveal the perfect girl parts.
Kira giggled and welcomed
the pleasure as Bill's head approached. He made sure to rub his
scratchy cheek against her thighs, something he had noticed made her
squirm especially. He started licking above her slit, and the innermost
inch of each thigh, enjoying the crease where leg ended and crotch
began. He inexorably moved inward as Kira purred, using his fingers to
gently rub just outside her outer lips, moving them up and down. He
made the barest brush against her clit to tease her, then took an
excursion down to her cunt hole. He ran his tongue all around the
opening and pressed in just a little.
"Can you press in more, grandpa?" Kira asked.
Bill dutifully pressed in a bit more.
"Even more?" she asked.
This
was new territory, but he kept pressing until his tongue was pretty
fully extended, and he felt its tip actually inside her cunt a little.
After going in and out a few times, eliciting an extra moan or two from
Kira, he started to return to Kira's clit.
"Even deeper?" she asked.
"That's
as far as my tongue reaches," Bill said, before realigning his tongue
to give her clit what it liked best. She started moaning and sighing as
she often did, but then spoke.
"Grandpa, could you put your finger in?"
"It's not going to fit."
"Maybe, but let's try," she said.
Bill lifted his head and brought his little finger to her opening.
"But don't stop with my clitty!" Kira complained.
Bill
saw how he could make the geometry work. With his hand up under his
chin, Bill pushed his little finger at his granddaughter's hole and
felt it go in a little, as he brought his rough tongue over the girl's
most tender spot, her teeming nerve endings screaming pleasure to the
little girl's brain with each wet stroke. Meanwhile he pressed his
finger into her hole, in and out. Kira's pussy was downright wet, Bill
noticed, and it smoothed the intrusion of his finger. Remembering how
he had hurt her that one afternoon by pressing his cock into her too
much, he was very careful. But on each stroke it went in a millimeter
more, and just short of his second knuckle, Kira managed to interject
among moans, "That's deep enough."
Bill pulled the finger out,
but Kira said, "No! Put it back in." When Bill did, she said, "Back and
forth, now!" So Bill matched rhythm of tongue with finger, and Kira's
pleading "Mmmm" and tiny pelvic wiggles showed her pleasure.
He
felt Kira's clit engorge a little extra, like Tara's, maybe more this
time than ever before. Bill flicked his tongue faster but more lightly
at this point, guaranteed to send the little girl into heaven. He
realized he had stopped pressing in with his finger, to concentrate on
the exact motion of his tongue, which he knew made the difference
between an OK orgasm and an exquisite one. She screamed. When Kira
wriggled to indicate she had had enough, he pulled back and lay on his
side, cupping her recovering pussy with a friendly hand.
"You
sure are hard now!" Tara said, and took his dick into her mouth. He
realized he was not just hard but extremely aroused. As soon as he
thought of Kira's little tunnel eagerly receiving his little finger,
his body seized and he started spurting in Tara's mouth, the little
girl flicking her tongue as she had been taught. Bill realized he had
given a loud groan to accompany the magnificence of the pleasure he had
felt. When Tara finally popped him out she exclaimed between swallows,
"Wow, that was fast! I barely got you in my mouth before you started
coming! Kira, he was so fast -- Kira, you're bleeding!"
Sure enough, a little bit of red blood was oozing from her pussy.
"Grandpa, what is it?" the girls asked at once.
Bill was chagrined to realize what had happened.
"I think it's OK," he said. "Does it hurt?"
"Not much. Maybe a little," Kira replied.
"What happened?"
"Girls'
little vaginas have a flap of skin that protects them a little, and the
first time they have sex with a boy, it breaks as the penis goes in. I
guess it can break too with just a finger," he continued.
Bill
sighed. First he had hurt his poor little dear with his
over-enthusiastic cock, now he had taken the symbol of her virginity
with his finger.
Kira sounded a little panicked as she asked, "Does it keep bleeding?
Does it bleed every time?"
"No, Kira, no. It shouldn't bleed any more."
"OK,"
she said, relieved. She wiped the blood away with a tissue, then
wriggled down to snuggle against Bill's one side while Tara snuggled
against the other.
An
equilibrium returned. Bill used his tongue to give his two little
granddaughters their pleasure just about every day. He got hard most
times, at least for a little, but while he adored their little girl
sexy antics and efforts to please him, he rarely came.
He refused Kira's entreaties to enter her with his finger any more.
"You
said your body wanted to get inside a cunt more than anything in the
world!" Kira said, repeating an argument they had often.
"Yes,
it's true!" Bill said with some exasperation. "But my cock is way too
big, and your pussy is way too small, and it's just not going to work!"
"But your finger might work!" she said.
"It made you bleed before, remember?"
"But you said my pussy gets used to it!"
Bill sighed. "Listen, do you want my tongue, or not?"
Kira
teared up a little, so Bill brought his face to hers to nuzzle and kiss
-- something they didn't do as much as they should, he realized. Within
a few minutes, Kira's pelvic wiggles showed she was ready for her
granddad's tongue.
Meanwhile, father and daughter lusted for
each other every evening and most mornings. Full-grown male and female
bodies came together in the ancient union, fully satisfying to both.
As
part of foreplay in the evenings, Allie often wanted to watch a video
of her daughters being brought into ecstasy by her father, and it
usually brought her to full readiness. Bill experimented with using his
tongue on his daughter, but although she did come a couple times that
way, she preferred his dick up her cunt. Physically it felt just as
nice, and psychologically it just felt right in the way a tongue never
did.
Bill reflected that much as he had loved his wife, their
sex life had never been anything like his was now. A man expects that
fulfilling his sexual hunger with his wife will produce offspring, half
of them girls. He doesn't expect that his girl might grow to beg to
fulfill her sexual hunger with him, nor that it will extend downward
one more generation.
"Grandpa,
I have a surprise," little Kira said one afternoon. Tara giggled,
apparently in on the secret. Kira was wearing a pink miniskirt and
white knee socks, and a silky blue top he didn't see on her very often.
She
settled herself back in the middle of his bed, legs spread wide with
the miniskirt scrunched up out of the way. She had a paper bag with
her, and from it she now produced a large carrot.
With her eyes
glued to her grandpa's face, and grinning, she placed the big end of
the carrot right at her pussy hole, and started pressing in. To Bill's
amazement, her pussy spread out smoothly to take in the whole girth of
the vegetable. Bill noticed the carrot was slick with something, then
he smelled it: butter. Kira's fingers kept pressing, and incredibly,
the carrot kept gliding up inside her. Kira pressed it in and out a few
times, seeing that her grandpa fully understood the significance of
what he saw. She then slid it out and tossed it aside. He saw that it
was maybe a little smaller than his cock, but not much. She then
crooked her finger at Bill with a "come hither," motion.
Bill stammered. "Kira, I ...." She just looked at him.
"You could have hurt yourself! Does your mother know about this?"
"No," she said, scornfully.
Meanwhile
Tara, giggling with excitement, was working on the front of Bill's
pants, attacking button and zipper. The zipper was kind of stuck, and
her increasingly forceful pulling was not helping. Absent-mindedly, he
finished the job she had started. The two girls smiled at the
completely rigid cock that sprang forth.
"Kira, I don't think... You're too young."
Kira
shook her head, beckoned him over, pointed at her pussy a few times in
case there was any doubt what she wanted, and then reached out her arms
to hug him.
Mesmerized, Bill approached. He lowered his body
over hers. With obvious excitement, she guided his cock to her opening.
Bill pushed. The girl's own wetness with a trace of butter eased the
penetration. She was tight, but there was no question that he fit. Bill
kept pushing, and just like the carrot, his cock went in farther and
farther. When he was in all the way, reflexes took over. He pumped in
and out, gazing at his beautiful granddaughter's face, brimming with
excitement, and after ten strokes his innards had felt all they needed
to feel. Kira's adult-sized pussy already made this seem like a
dreamland, and now his ecstasy seemed to come from dreamland too. Cum
rocketed out the end of his prick, right up tight within his young
granddaughter, half grown with flat chest and hairless tender pussy.
Bill gasped, his face scrunched up in ecstasy. Another jet of cum
rocketed into Kira's shy, virgin hole. His prick kept pushing in and
out urgently as more spurts graced Kira's innards.
Dazed and spent, Bill pulled out and flopped onto his back beside her.
Tara
giggled. "He shot it into you, see! It's running out onto the sheet! He
came up inside you!" the younger one said, fascinated.
"I'm sorry, Kira. I shouldn't have done that! Oh, no..." Bill moaned.
"Why not?" asked the triumphant Kira. "I'm so happy! You wouldn't
believe how happy you looked."
"Yes, yes, I would believe it," Bill murmured in sheepish embarrassment.
"Isn't that what you really, really wanted?" Kira asked.
Bill could only nod, confused.
"Now you know what you have to do for me?" she asked.
"What?" asked the contrite Bill.
"Lick
my clitty, slow and good," she said. Bill nodded and began to move into
position. "But use your finger too. Your big finger, the middle one.
And shove it in all the way!"
Bill readily pleasured his granddaughter, doing his very best to give
her the best orgasm she had ever had. She shrieked.
Bill drew back his head to see the little girl's pussy, engorged and
slick.
Bill's cock was hard again. Timidly he heard himself asking, "Kira, um,
I'm sorry, but, um, can I go in again?"
Kira surfaced from her post-orgasmic bliss to grin at him, "Yes! Yes!
You can! Go ahead!"
Consumed
with lust, Bill mounted his granddaughter and slid in again. This time
her cunt was hotter and wetter. It invited a slow, gentle fuck, and
Bill was in heaven doing just that. Kira was flushed in the wake of her
own orgasm and smiled at him.
"Do it to me, grandpa," she said softly. "Do it to me!"
Tara
had been wriggling around this way and that, and she was looking
intently where Bill's shaft pumped in and out of her sister's little
twat.
"It looks so weird!" she said.
"Shhh!" Bill admonished gently, continuing his loving slow Kira-fuck.
After
ten minutes of holding himself up high, Bill let himself down, hairy
chest against smooth girl chest, but still supporting most of his
weight. Kira wrapped her arms around him for a gentle hug.
"When do I get my turn?" Tara asked, trying not to whine.
Kira spoke, "Tara, why don't you whisper into grandpa's ear just what
you'd like him to do?"
Tara shrugged, and leaned over against Bill's ear.
"Grandpa, why don't you finish up and shoot your stuff out?"
"Where?" Kira asked gently.
"Up inside? Up inside you?" Tara asked, still not quite believing this
was what Kira wanted.
"Yes, Tara, up inside me. Way up inside me." Then she mouthed the word
she wanted the girl to use.
Tara
returned her lips to Bill's ear. "Grandpa, would you please come up
inside my sister's cunt? Way up deep inside? Shoot all your goopy stuff
up in her cunt?"
"OK, Tara," Bill panted. "Kira, is that what
you want too?" he managed to puff, preoccupied with intruding into her
cunt over and over.
"Yes! Yes! Yes!" Kira pleaded.
"Ooooohhhh,"
Bill moaned, spurting more gobs inside his granddaughter, holding his
dick up tight so they went way up inside her, as requested.
"My turn!" Tara reminded Bill.
"Yes,
just give me a moment," said Bill, savoring the sensation of his cock
deep inside of Kira, having delivered its load but relishing a bit more
warmth and wetness.
He then tried to give Tara the best little
orgasm he could, and did a decent job of it, but Kira's pussy was on
his mind. As Tara lay panting, he was hard again, and had a mischievous
thought.
"OK," Bill said, and lifted himself up, starting to lower himself on
Tara -- the little one.
"No, grandpa!" she said.
"Just
kidding," he added as soon as he sensed her alarm. Instead, he zoomed
over to Kira, who was surprised but entirely willing when she caught
his drift. It wasn't hard to catch his drift as he approached with a
rigid prick, pushing her gently back on the sheets.
"Grandpa, you dirty old man!" Kira said playfully.
Bill let himself go, and within a minute he surged up inside his
precocious cunt-stretched granddaughter for the third time.
As they dressed again, Bill said, "Don't tell your mom about this, OK?
Let me tell her."
"Sure,"
the two girls echoed. They hadn't volunteered much to their mother
since the earliest days of their escapades with their grandpa. They
liked that it was kind of private.
Bill walked into Allie's bedroom at 9:30, long before his usual arrival
time.
"You're not going to believe this," he said quietly.
"What?"
"Call
me up before you watch the tape." With that he disappeared, waiting
until Allie was sure the girls were conked out for the night.
Allie's eyes went wide when she saw the carrot, and wider when she saw
it disappear entirely inside her older daughter.
Bill
watched for any brewing storm of emotion as the tape showed him taking
her daughter's virginity and lasting only seconds before he came. With
a surreptitious glance he saw that Allie was moving her pelvis almost
imperceptibly and that her panties were wet. Allie skipped ahead to see
the other two fucks.
"You dirty old man!" she said, though he could make out her teasing
tone.
"So now, fuck your daughter!" she said, sliding her body in to make out
with Bill.
"Yummmm!" Bill said.
But Bill couldn't get hard. A little blood pulsed into his dick, but
then it would soften again.
"Hmmmm. I'm getting on in years, and I've already come three times
today!" he said. "Plus this morning."
"OK," Allie said, gamely.
Bill
offered to use his tongue on her, but Allie turned down that offer. She
was OK with his using his fingers, but while she seemed to feel good,
she didn't persist long before giving up trying to come. They parted.
Bill's hand was under the covers and zoomed in on Kira's naked crotch
beneath her nightshirt.
"Again?"
"Yes, dear," he said. "I ... I really need it."
"I'm sleepy," she said.
"I know, I'm sorry, but ... please?"
"Oh, grandpa..." she said. "You already woke me up once tonight."
"I'll get you anything you want. Is there anything at all you'd like?
Another necklace?"
Kira was silent.
"Well, if you think of it later, just let me know, OK?"
Meanwhile,
Bill's hand had been busy under the covers. Kira was groggy, but her
genitals responded automatically to Bill's caresses.
She pulled the covers down and spread her legs wide.
Bill
eagerly lowered himself onto her and slid into that warm, wet cavity
between her legs, the only thing he thought of day and night, or so it
seemed.
Since he had just shot inside her a couple hours before
he was not set to come right away, but he thrust away with urgency. The
adorable little girl's body lay below him, incredibly sexy. Her eyes
were closed and her face slack with fatigue, not ecstasy. He saw her
dozing off. That was OK. He just had to keep going. He needed to push
into her, and he needed to come in her. His body didn't respond
quickly, but eventually his biology rose to the occasion, and he
pressed in gently but deep with a soft "Aaaaah." A bit of semen
dribbled up into the girl's cunt, already wriggling with his previous
loads.
He pulled out and slumped. "I'm so sorry, Kira, I
shouldn't have," he said, but she was asleep again. Guilty, satisfied,
tired himself, he tiptoed out, locked the door behind him gently, and
returned to his own apartment.
He woke a few hours later, well
after dawn, hearing the girls walking above him, getting ready for
school. One of those girls was Kira, and as she walked she naturally
stepped with one foot and then another. Imagining looking up through a
glass ceiling, he saw a leg attached to each foot, and following those
two legs up to where they joined there was that opening. He needed to
get into it again.
It had been just five days since he had first
penetrated the pussy that Kira had so surprisingly stretched out for
him. Three times that day, two the next, and only one the day after.
She had said she didn't want any more. But that night, only having
fucked the sweet young pussy once that day, he had used his key to
sneak into Allie's in the middle of the night and then into Kira's
room. Surprised by the novelty and the naughtiness of doing it right in
her bed in the middle of the night, Kira had happily spread her legs
for him. The next afternoon he had withheld the oral sex she craved
until she had let him do her twice, but even so he had come to her room
in the middle of the night. And just the day before she had let him do
it just once, and seemed kind of moody about it. And last night he had
come to her once, and she had received him readily, but then he had
gone up a second time. This was getting out of hand.
He stumbled
through his morning routine as the girls went through theirs upstairs,
but he couldn't get his cock to subside completely until he saw Kira
leave and get onto the school bus. Until that happened, he had imagined
ways he could coax her into his apartment. It wouldn't take long, he
would promise. She would hardly notice, he would claim.
He had
turned off Allie's camera after that first day, explaining that he just
didn't feel right about it, somehow. At the end of the second day he
had managed to get it up and come inside Allie. Although they both had
an orgasm, there was a tension. They weren't going at each other with
total abandon. Then he had suggested they take a night off, and then
when he did come up he had had trouble with his erection once more.
Allie had had one orgasm, but he softened before he could come.
"But Kira, we didn't do it this afternoon, either!"
"I don't feel like it, grandpa."
"But Kira, you wanted it so much. You stretched yourself with that
carrot!"
"I know I did. That's what I wanted then, but now I don't."
"But it means so much to me!"
"I know, but I don't want to."
"Oh, Kira," Bill said, his hand frantically massaging between the
girl's clenched thighs. "You always like it!"
"No, I don't!"
"Oh, you'll see!" Bill said, frantically. He lowered himself onto her
and pushed her legs apart with his knees.
"Grandpa!" Kira said, raising her voice a little.
"Shhh!" Bill said. "Mom might hear you. Then we'll be in trouble! I'll
be quick, I promise!"
Kira pushed against his chest. Bill ignored her feeble resistance.
"No, grandpa, no!" the girl whimpered.
In
the face of her grandpa's forcefulness and the sense that she could do
nothing to stop him, Kira sighed and let her legs be pushed aside. Bill
didn't look at her. He felt for the pussy opening that was the center
of his world. His raging cock hadn't been there in over 24 hours. And
now he felt himself relax as the cock found its way home; the world was
restored once more.
The actual fucking was still to be done, and
he did, gently but urgently, aware that Kira was not very enthusiastic
about this. But as he came, he pressed in extra deep, his entire day's
worth of cum surging into the little girl in big, goopy shots.
"Oh, Kira, now that wasn't so bad, was it?" he asked.
He was alarmed to see that the girl had a stony face. As he came down
from his high, he realized what he had done.
"You
really didn't mind, right?" he asked, trying to deny it. When she
didn't respond, he moved to caress her face. "Oh sweetie, I'm sorry,"
he said, but she angrily swatted his hand aside.
"Go away!" she said firmly, turning onto her side away from him.
"Oh no, I'm so sorry, honey," he said, but when she didn't reply
further, he went back downstairs.
He didn't sleep. There was a word for what he had just done. He didn't
like to think of it. It was called rape.
He was in trouble psychologically, he realized. His obsession was out
of control, and he needed help.
But first, he knew what he had to do. He debated waiting until morning,
but he knew it was just too important.
Allie answered on the first ring, sounding not the least bit sleepy.
"Allie, I just made a huge mistake. I did something awful."
"And what would that be, dad?" his daughter answered. He sensed
something steely in her tone.
"I
can't believe it Allie. I just ... I just raped Kira," he said. "I
can't believe it, I don't ever expect either of you to forgive me. Can
you talk to her? Before she has to come to you?"
"That's too late, dad. She's already come to me."
Bill's
heart sank. "Oh shit," he said under his breath. "Tell her I'm so, so
sorry. And I'll do whatever you want. If you want to go to the police,
I'll plead guilty." He felt dread at that thought, and he hoped there
would be some way to patch this up short of that. "I'll move out, I'll
go far away. You can have all my money..."
Allie interrupted.
"Yeah, dad, you fucked up bad," she said. He could tell she was
restraining herself. "But let's count to ten. Promise me one thing?"
"Sure, whatever."
"You will not go near either of them without my permission."
Inside
the door, Allie was standing. He noted she was dressed in one of her
serious professional suits. Bill was in jeans and a T-shirt. He had
felt that anything more formal would be laying claim to more dignity
than he was worth.
He immediately fell to his knees, head down. "I'm sorry," he whispered.
"I'm so sorry."
"Oh, get up, and let's go sit down."
In
the living room, Bill began his story. "I'm addicted to her, Allie.
That's what happened to me. There's a chapter of Sex and Love Addicts
Anonymous near here. I've been looking on the web for ideas. And I
think there are some therapists that might help. I'll also go away.
Whatever you want."
Allie put up her hand to reclaim the floor, and thought a bit before
she spoke.
"Remember,
we're both guilty up to our eyeballs to begin with. Imagine going to
the police and having Kira say that while she was initially happy to
have her grandpa fuck her seven-year-old self over and over again, she
decided she had gotten tired of it. And that her mom had said that
anyone could do anything as long as it was OK with them."
Bill
considered saying he wouldn't ever reveal Allie's part in it, but he
realized that was no good. Kira couldn't hide her mother's complicity
in their illegal activity.
"Kira's a smart cookie. Within an
hour of being raped," Allie flashed in anger as she said that word,
"she told me some insightful things. She knew that you were only doing
what she had begged you to do so many times. She knew that you weren't
yourself. She heard you say how sorry you were. She hates the idea she
couldn't see you any more."
Allie smiled and looked at her father.
"But
make no mistake about it, she was also very angry at you. However, she
hates the idea that Tara would know anything was out of the ordinary.
And that of course means that she wants you to go on meeting like you
have all along. My slut doesn't want to give up those magnificent
orgasms you give her," Allie continued with a little smirk.
"She doesn't even want to give up having you fuck her," Allie said.
Bill was surprised at that. "I guess abused children often identify
with their abuser," he mumbled forlornly.
Allie waved her hand. "Sometimes, sure. But in this case that's PC crap.
"You
did one big thing right, dad. One huge thing. You called me up, knowing
you had really fucked up, and didn't just hope that Kira wouldn't tell."
Bill nodded. He hadn't known whether the little girl would tell or not.
"So here's what we're going to do. I'm going to change the locks on my
place. You are not going to change the locks on yours."
Bill nodded.
"And
if she's willing, and I think she will be, I think you and Kira should
sit down and talk when she gets home from school this afternoon."
"Just the two of us?"
"Yes, just the two of you. I'll be nearby, of course."
Allie changed her tone, slightly. "You realize this has nothing to do
with being perverted, right?"
"Absolutely
right," Bill said instantly. He knew exactly what she meant. All their
fun and games rested on consent. Sex with children and incest and
voyeurism were one thing, but sex against a person's will was no less a
crime in their eyes than anyone else's. They disagreed with society on
whether children could consent to sex. But they disagreed not at all
that a child who said "no" was not consenting, and ignoring her
decision was a serious crime called rape.
"I'm OK, sweetheart. How are you? That's the only question that really
matters to me."
"I'm mad at you."
"You should be. I did a very, very bad thing."
"I said no! I told you not to, and you did anyway!"
"I know. It was terrible of me."
"Mommy
says I never have to do anything you say. She says I could scream at
you, and even hit you -- if I didn't hit you too hard."
"You may, Kira." Bill got down on the floor and lay on his back. "You
can kick me too if you want."
"Mom says you were kind of sick that night, like I thought."
"I was, you're right."
"And it's because you were sick that you did it?"
"Yes, though it was still my fault, even though I was sick."
Kira was quiet a minute. "I don't want to hit you or yell at you," she
said.
"OK," Bill said.
"You promise never to do it again?"
"I promise, Kira, I promise. That might not be enough, though."
"Why not?"
"Sick
people can't always keep their promises. I've got to make sure that
never happens to me again. I have some ideas for how to do that,
though."
"I trust you," she said, quietly.
Oh, the sweet child, Bill thought. She probably could trust him, given
who he was, but she shouldn't be so sure of that.
"There's one thing I want to do, though," she said sternly.
"Anything," Bill said.
"Let's go down to your place, just the two of us."
Bill got uneasy. "If your mom approves, OK."
Allie
readily gave her approval, though she fixed him with an expression he
decided might be called wary trust. The camera was on in his bedroom.
"Let's strip," she said. That was easy enough. Bill didn't have any
trace of an erection, and she gave a curious glance at that.
"Now let's go to the bathroom. OK, now you lie in the bathtub."
Lying on his back, Bill had no idea what was coming next.
Kira got in the tub and squatted over his cock, which was starting to
stir in spite of himself.
"You said I could do anything, right?"
"Yes, Kira, anything," Bill said.
Pee streamed forth from Kira's nether lips, splattering Bill's cock and
soaking his pubic hair.
He gave a startled expression, and Kira giggled.
"I'm not going to wipe myself, but I'm going to lie here, and I want
you to make me feel really good. Really, really good."
Bill
smiled and as Kira lay back, he began arranging himself to get access
to her little twat. As he approached, Kira said kind of shyly, "One
more thing, if it's OK."
"Anything's OK, Kira," Bill said, although hoping that there weren't
going to be any feces involved.
"Could you, um, could you pee on me?"
"Really?" Bill said.
"Yeah, down where my cunt is."
"OK,"
Bill said, a little confused. "If you're mad at someone, peeing on them
is one way I could see of letting it out, but having them pee on you
wouldn't usually do that."
"Oh," Kira said, a little shyly. "I
didn't pee on you because I was mad at you, I've just always wanted to,
and was afraid to ask."
Bill smiled at that, and Kira smiled
back. Her smile and the relief of tension started turning his half
erection into a full one quickly, the angle of elevation rising with
each pulse of blood.
The little naked girl lay back in the tub, and the man knelt above her.
"There's only one problem, Kira. I can't pee when I'm excited."
"Why not?"
"It's
just the way guys are made. When a man's trying to give a woman a baby
he's got to put the sperm in her, but not pee. So there's this reflex
so he can never pee when he's hard."
"So how do we get you not excited?"
"Hmmm. I could think of yucky things. Or you could tell me how mad you
really are at me."
"Grandpa, you stuck your thing in me and I didn't want you to!"
"I
know, Kira, I was very bad." Bill knelt, eyes closed, and nodded. He
needed his eyes closed because the sight of the girl laid out below him
would make him hard.
Kira spoke with sudden passion, "You can
never stick it in me if I don't want! OK? You can never touch me any
way if I don't want!"
Bill nodded. "You're absolutely right," he said.
"And you should make sure you brush your teeth before we get all
lovey-dovey. Sometimes your breath smells yucky!"
Bill's eyes shot open. "Oh, I'm so sorry, sweetie! Why didn't you say
anything before?"
Kira looked a little confused. "It's not nice, right?"
Bill
supposed you had to learn that intimate relations entitled a person to
greater say over another's hygiene. "Never mind," he said. "I'll just
make sure to always brush my teeth."
One effect of the surprise Bill felt was that his erection had subsided
completely.
Seeing that, Kira whispered, conspiratorially, "OK, now pee on my
pussy."
"Are you sure?"
"Yes!" she whispered, and used her hands to hold her pussy lips open.
It
took a few seconds to overcome his long-ingrained aversion to peeing
anywhere but in a toilet, and his stronger aversion to peeing on
anything he valued or especially anyone he loved. Still, Bill peed. His
yellowish stream splashed down inside Kira's pussy lips. He had plenty
of pee, so he got her inner thighs as well. The tiny splattering drops
went every direction, including into the young girl's face.
Kira
giggled as she squeezed her eyes shut, then laughed. As Bill's stream
slowed down, he did what males always do to get the last little bit
out. He squeezed, and another little shot of pee spurted out onto
Kira's privates, making her giggle. He squeezed again, and another
spurt came out. Kira laughed hard. At last the final pee was out, and
Kira's laughs subsided to a mere smile.
"Now can I kiss your pussy?" Bill asked.
"Yes," Kira said sternly.
Bill
gladly lowered his head, and although pee wasn't at all his favorite
beverage, there were just a few drops left, and he soon enough had
worked his tongue into the girl's private parts. But he couldn't get
the best angle, and Kira was lying in a cold ceramic tub, not a nice
soft bed. Bill had an inspiration.
"Want to take a shower together?"
"Sure!" Kira replied eagerly.
Soon
the warm water had flushed the pee away, and man and girl were basking
in the warmth of the shower water. Bill started to wash the girl, but
she wasn't terribly interested.
"I still want you to make me cum!" she said.
On
an inspiration, Bill positioned Kira so warm water was splashing all
over her midsection, then knelt and, pushing her gently against the
wall, started wiggling his tongue between her pussy lips.
Kira enjoyed the novelty of it for a few seconds, then said, "Let's go
to your bed, like always!"
Toweled
dry, Kira lay on Bill's bed while he applied his tongue to her
heavenly, exquisite girl parts. She asked him to use his hands to rub
her nipples, something she had never suggested before, but a delightful
variant for him too. He applied his tongue with greater care and
concentration than ever before, somewhat easier because Tara was not
there to distract either of them. And Kira cried out as she never had
before, and kept going for nearly a minute before having Bill stop.
"Now," she heaved, "Fuck me!"
"Are you sure?" Bill asked.
"Yes! Please. And as quick as you can, OK?"
He
eagerly glided into her cunt, seemingly smoother, hotter, and tighter
than ever before. He gently pushed his way back and forth until he was
in all the way.
"Can you go faster? Harder?"
Bill
couldn't believe his ears. He went faster, fucking with abandon, eyes
squeezed tightly shut. And his body then exploded, rocketing ropes of
creamy cum up inside the cunt of the girl, now not just willing but
eager. Of course, it felt so much righter and better this way.
Bill wasn't quite down from his high when Kira said, "You know, it
feels good for me that way too!"
"Yeah," Bill said. "A lot of grow women come that way too."
"Are you saying I can't?" Kira challenged.
"No,
not at all," Bill answered, remembering Kira's impressive carrot trick
in response to the last challenge she had set for herself. "We could
see. You could tell me just what feels better and worse and we could
work on it. Know what else we can do?"
"What?"
"I can lie on my back and you can push yourself down on me. Women
sometimes really like that."
Kira's eyes glowed with the excitement of something else new to try.
Tara
got her equal time that evening. It became part of a new pattern where
mostly Bill spent time with each girl separately, though they
reassembled as a trio sometimes.
Bill learned cognitive therapy
techniques to keep his sexual desire from getting out of control, and
started seeing a therapist regularly to make sure.
Within a
couple weeks, during one of their trio sessions, Tara surprised them
both by producing her own buttered carrot and showing how it fit into
her smoothly. Bill eagerly fucked his younger granddaughter to the
hilt. He started feeling the same unbridled lust for Tara he had for
Kira, but controlled and tamed it with his new techniques.
Allie
forgave Bill more slowly than Kira did. She had been astounded to learn
that Kira had begged her grandpa to fuck her within 24 hours of having
raped her, but she judged her reaction was genuine and it was what she
truly wanted.
Bill listened patiently and humbly as Allie
dressed him down, occasionally lashing out with anger. But within a
week, her lust returned. She had masturbated frantically to the sight
of her dad fucking her daughter. And within a week she was desperate to
be fucked herself. Bill enthusiastically complied.
Although there was a lot of variation, on average he fucked Tara, Kira,
and Allie once a day each.
The two girls were slightly different from each other and very
different from their mother.
Kira
loved riding her grandpa and learned to come that way, though she
usually then turned over and had him fuck her from the top to maximize
his pleasure. For her own orgasms, she still loved his tongue best, and
he adored pleasuring her that way. She still loved peeing on her
grandpa and being peed upon now and then.
Tara wasn't into pee,
which suited Bill just fine. What Tara loved was being done from the
rear, doggy style. For her own pleasure, she adored Bill's tongue. But
she wasn't satisfied with a single orgasm. She could move from pleasure
to pleasure, peak to peak, for an hour or two at a time. Although Bill
had plenty of time, his tongue got tired, so he had to work on tongue
stamina. Tara also needed time to do her homework and the rest of her
life. She had to deal with a less serious version of her grandpa's
problem: sex addiction. She had to learn to make time in her life for
other things. Eventually they settled on a limit of 45 minutes of sex a
day for her.
What Allie and Bill liked best was just plain
fucking, man to woman. He sucked her breasts a lot, since she was the
only one of his lovers who had breasts. What turned Allie on more than
anything was watching video of her daughters getting pleasured and
fucked by her dad. To then have the experience completed by being
fucked herself by the same dad was heaven for her.
Kira and Tara
never suspected that their grandpa was fucking their mother, and they
had no idea they were being recorded for their mother's pleasure.
The
girls thrived in school, and made friends and participated in school
activities. Allie finished her master's degree and got a good job as a
software developer. Bill enjoyed his retirement. Above all, he enjoyed
the loving relationships with his daughter and two granddaughters.
It
was an unusual family arrangement, but it worked well for everyone. It
worked for the two little girls whose substantial sex drives were
awoken early and who, in their mother's indelicate words, came like
sluts. And it worked for the two perverts, father and daughter.
Bill saw them first as they passed the airport security gate at Logan.
"Grandpa!"
Kira said, as she walked quickly across the twenty feet that separated
them. Tara was close on her heels, and Bill hugged one in each arm.
"How was California?" he asked.
"OK," Kira said.
Tara nodded.
"Did you enjoy seeing your dad?"
"Yeah, it was OK," Kira answered.
Bill
would get the full rundown later from Allie. Kyle had gotten his act
together enough to suggest a visit. Feeling that it was important for
the girls to know their father, Allie had flown the three of them out
for a week's stay over February vacation.
"Disneyland was great," Tara said, "and the warm weather."
"But we missed you," Kira said.
"A lot," added the littler one.
Luggage was retrieved and loaded, and the four piled into the van for
the half-hour ride home.
As Bill turned the van into the driveway, Tara asked, "Can I go visit
grandpa?"
"After we unpack, OK?" Allie said.
"No!" Kira whined. "We can do that later!"
Allie sighed. "Would you mind having the girls come see you?"
Bill had just finished adjusting his crotch as unobtrusively as he
could.
"I guess not," she said, with a little snicker.
"At least carry your bags upstairs!" Allie said.
"Mom!" the two whined in unison as they waited impatiently outside
Bill's door.
Allie shrugged her shoulders and looked at Bill, then whispered, "We
were wrong, they're perverts too!"
As soon as Bill shut the door behind them, girl pants came down and
shoes got tossed aside in a frantic rush.
"Me first!" yelled Tara.
"No, it's me!" Kira answered. "I gave you the window seat!"
"I'm here first," called the undoubtedly naked Tara from the bedroom.
"I'll be wetter sooner!" called Kira.
Bill
had no doubt Allie had raced upstairs and was fumbling to connect the
camera's live feed so she didn't miss anything. He tried to calm his
mind, fervently hoping he could wait to get his twitching cock into one
or the other of the sweet pussies before shooting his stuff. It would
probably arch the length of the bed and splatter against the wall.
"Quit pushing!" Kira said.
"Girls,
girls!" Bill called, heading into the bedroom. He had stripped, and his
cock was bulging, painfully hard. "I tell you what, I'll flip a coin."
As
he picked up the coin he saw his two naked granddaughters, side by side
with legs wide apart, rubbing away frantically, gazing at his cock. He
could see both pussies so wet that the precious stuff was starting to
ooze out.