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{ASSM} JKK01 [1 of 2] {Sigerson H.} (Mff cons inc)
WARNING!
This text file contains sexually explicit material. If you do not
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Jack, Kelly, and Kimmy Book 1 - Part 1
Formerly known as Blame it on the Air conditioner
By Sigerson H.
Copyright January 2000
Do not post or repost without the authors consent
Mff-cons-inc
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Begin Part 1 of JKK01
Jack
I blame the air conditioner. The damn central air in my house quit
working just before the hottest part of the summer. I tried to get
a repairman to come fix it but everybody I called said they were
booked solid and couldn't look at it for a month. By the time I
got to the appliance store to look at a window unit there was only
one left. I bought it so that I could cool at least one room in my
house. My two daughters would have to sleep in their own rooms
without the benefit of air-conditioning. I kept looking for
additional air conditioners but none were expected for several
weeks.
I had a nice small house in an outer suburb of a city in the north
central US. I lived in it with my two daughters, Kelly and Kimmy.
We had a nice life in the 'burbs. I had a computer consulting
business that provided a comfortable life for myself and my girls.
I did almost all of my work from home so I could look after the
girls more than adequately. The girls missed their mother but I
didn't.
I considered my ex-wife a class A bitch. She had left just as I
was setting up my consulting business. Since then I had spent all
of my free time running my business and raising my daughters. I
had no social life at all outside of the girls school functions.
In the six years since my ex split I hadn't had time to seek any
female companionship. In short, I hadn't been laid in six years.
Oh, the equipment still worked. I would wake up with rock hard
erections most mornings. I usually took care of those problems in
the shower before my daughters woke up. The only time since then
that I had come close to talking about sex was when Kelly began to
menstruate. I had found several pairs of bloody panties in the
garbage and it dawned on me that Kelly was not a 'little girl'
anymore. I stammered my through a short conversation about Kelly's
new biological status with a woman who lived next door. The woman
agreed to speak with Kelly that evening.
Anyway, back to the air conditioner.
It was hot. The hottest hot spell in thirty years. I only had one
air conditioner that I put in my room so that I would be able to
sleep at night and work the next day. I had moved my office into
my bedroom so that I would be able to get some work done in
relative comfort. I was currently doing computer programming for
several companies. The work was not difficult but it was time
consuming. I had to have the work completed by the end of August
and there was no way that was going to happen if I had to work in
an office that could pass for a steam bath.
I put the air conditioner in my bedroom window and turned it on.
Blessed cool air came pouring out into my oven-like room. Kelly
bitched about my being the most selfish father in the world. I
explained that I needed to sleep and work to keep a roof over our
heads. That didn't cut much ice with Kelly or Kimmy. They stalked
off to their rooms after promising to never speak to me again.
That night I went to sleep early in the cool dry air. I felt
guilty about the girls having to sleep in the steam baths that
their room had become. But I really did need to sleep so that I
could work the next day.
I woke up at two in the morning with a terrible headache. It was
so bad that I got up to go get some aspirin. The heat outside my
room hit me like a wall. I quickly closed the door to my bedroom
and walked down the hall to the bathroom. I didn't bother turning
on lights. I rarely did when I woke up to piss or get a drink of
water.
My fingers couldn't find the aspirin bottle after feeling around
in the dark for a minute so I turned on the light and saw the
bottle on the bathroom sink.
After taking a couple of the aspirins, I opened the door to return
to my bedroom. Before I could turn out the light I glanced up and
saw my older daughter, Kelly, lying on her bed. She had left her
door and window open so that she could get a breeze through her
room. She had kicked off her blankets and sheets and was lying on
her bed wearing the flimsiest excuse for a nightgown I had ever
seen. It was a short baby doll type made of almost transparent
material. The way the material clung to her body from the sweat
emphasized every mound and valley of her rapidly maturing form.
My dick twitched. I usually slept nude and for quick trips to the
john I didn't bother putting on a robe. When I felt my penis jerk
I quickly came to my senses and switched off the bathroom light. I
didn't want Kelly to wake up to the sight of a naked man with an
erect penis just outside her door.
I stood still for a minute as my eyes readjusted to the dark.
Kelly slept with a night light in her room an in a few minutes I
could see her body again though not as clearly. My imagination
started filling in details using the image provided by my brief
glimpse of her in the light from the bathroom.
I hadn't seen her pussy. But I had seen the dark blob of pubic
hair through the translucent panties of her baby-doll nightie. My
mind added the slit. My dick got even harder.
I started towards Kelly's door. I'm sure I intended to close her
door and go back to my own room. Instead I walked into her
bedroom. I stood beside her bed and looked down at her as she
slept.
The light of the moon and the nightlight provided just enough
light to fuel my own imagination. Six years of celibacy set the
fuel on fire.
Sweat had soaked Kelly's nightgown. It clung to her body like a
second skin.
Her nipples made little peaks on her jutting breasts. She was
developing large breasts just like her mother. Kelly's tits hadn't
started to sag though. They were still firm and full. Without
thinking I reached down to brush a finger across the nipple of the
nearest tit. The nipple immediately responded to my touch. It
hardened and sprang to attention straining against the sweat
soaked nightgown.
"Just like her mother," I thought. Her tits were always sensitive.
If I wanted to have sex I all I had to do was start playing with
her mother's tits and in a half-hour she would be impaling herself
on my cock.
Kelly stirred and moaned a little. My cock was stiff as a board
and only inches from her face. It was bobbing up and down with my
pulse. I started to panic at the thought of being caught naked in
Kelly's bedroom. I spotted a towel on the chair beside her bed. I
grabbed it and wrapped it around my waist to at least hide my
erection.
Kelly stopped moving. I knew I should leave. Playing with my
daughter's breasts was a vile thing to do. It was perverted, not
to mention illegal. I should leave immediately.
Kelly's breasts looked up at me. They called to me to touch them
just as their mother's breasts had called to me. "Play with us,"
they said.
The call could not be resisted. My fingers lightly brushed across
both nipples and again they responded to the stimulation.
My hand continued moving down her belly to the hem of the
nightgown. I slowly folded it back onto her stomach to expose the
translucent panties. A lovely patch of light brown pubic hair was
visible through the almost transparent panties. I don't know why
she even bothered to put them on. They hid almost nothing.
Kelly's legs were spread so that now I really could just make out
the cleft of her pussy. I carressed her pussy slit. The material
was soaked with sweat and the buzz of my fingernail along the
cloth caused Kelly to moan and stir again. I froze once more.
My balls were aching for release. Kelly quieted and stopped
moving. I whipped the towel from my waist and started jacking off.
I started cumming in only a minute. I tried to catch most of my
semen in the towel but some escaped and landed on Kelly's breasts.
The release of my orgasm brought me to my senses. I decided to get
the hell out of there before Kelly woke up and screamed in fright.
I dropped the towel and left.
Kelly
God it was hot. I wanted to sleep naked like my dad did. But I
loved the feeling of my sheer baby-doll nightgown. It came with
matching panties and I liked to rub my pussy and my tits through
the slick material. I masturbated myself to orgasm almost every
night. This night was no different. Despite the heat I just had to
get my rocks off. When I was done I was even sweatier than usual
but the orgasm was delicious. My nightie was soaked with sweat. It
clung to my tits as if I had been swimming. I fell asleep on my
back with my legs still spread and pussy juice oozing out of my
cunt.
I woke up when my dad opened the door to the bathroom. I heard him
fumble around for a minute before he turned on the light.
I was thirsty from the heat but I hated to move. I was waiting for
dad to go back to bed when the light from the bathroom spilled
into my room. I laid still not wanting to get up and embarrass
dad. I knew he slept naked and he would not have bothered with a
robe this late at night.
When the light didn't go out right away I started to wonder what
was going on. I opened one eye just a little and saw dad
silhouetted against the bathroom door looking at me. It finally
dawned on me that Daddy was looking straight at my pussy. I had
been trying to get him to look at me for months. I had almost
given up on getting him to look. Now he was doing it without my
doing anything. It occurred to me that I could spread my legs
wider to give him a better look. Then I changed my mind. I didn't
want to scare him off.
I lay still to see what he would do. I expected him to turn out
the light when he had seen enough and then go to bed. He surprised
me though.
He did turn out the light but then he came into my room. I kept
one eye open just a slit so that I could see him. When he got to
my bedside I could clearly see his erect cock just a few inches
from my face. I wanted to stroke it with my hand and take it in my
mouth so bad. My pussy started to get wet all over again.
I felt a finger brush over my nipple. I love that feeling. I
fought the urge to clamp my hand on my cunt and bring myself off
again. I wanted dad to do it again. I groaned with ache for him to
caress my breasts and rub my clit.
Dad froze and for a second I thought I had frightened him. He
grabbed the towel I had used to wipe my pussy with after cumming.
Dad wrapped the towel around his waist. I couldn't see his cock
anymore but the enormous tent it made revealed what he was trying
to hide.
He brushed my nipples with a finger again and then ran his fingers
down my belly and along my slit. I almost had an orgasm again.
Another moan escaped with my desire for release.
I kept my eyes closed and laid still hoping he would do it again.
Instead I heard a rhythmic slapping sound. I opened an eye a slit
and saw dad whacking his own meat. He came in only a few strokes.
He tried to catch it with the towel but some fell on my tits and
belly.
Dad dropped the towel and practically ran out of the room.
I scraped the semen off my tit with a finger and tasted it with my
tongue. It tasted differently than I expected. More salty than
creamy. I could get used to the taste. I sucked my finger clean.
I picked up the towel and sniffed the big glob of semen. It
smelled a little musty. I licked it. It tasted like the little bit
from my tit. I had to have all of it.
I jammed the wad of cum-soaked towel into my mouth with one hand
as I frantically finger-fucked my cunt with the other hand. I
chewed on the towel and sucked the cum out of it until I came.
Wave after wave of orgasm washed over me. I was left as limp as a
wet towel when I finally stopped cumming,
I was even wetter than I was after my first orgasm. My panties
were plastered to my pussy. I fell asleep still sucking dad's cum
out of the towel.
Jack
I woke up the next morning and immediately remembered my actions
of the night before.
I felt shame at exposing my self to Kelly. But I had done even
worse! I had molested her!
Even more shameful. My penis began to twitch as I recalled the
swell of Kelly's breasts, the shadowy patch of pubic hair and the
sweet cleft of her wet pussy lips. Her cunt lips had been wet I
recalled. She was soaked with sweat from the oppressive heat. I
lifted my finger to my nostril and sniffed. That didn't smell like
sweat. It smelled like prime pussy juice. Kelly must have
masturbated herself before she went to sleep. She must have had
her fingers up her pussy before I entered her bedroom.
"Stop it!" I told myself. "Get a grip, man! You can't be thinking
things like that about a 14 year old girl especially when she's
your daughter." I licked my fingers. She tasted just as sweet as
her mother's cunt.
I jerked my finger out of my mouth and stood up trembling all
over. My cock was fully erect now. I needed to relieve my self
again. I grabbed my robe and quickly walked to the bathroom. I was
careful to avoid looking in Kelly's room.
In the bathroom I jerked off into the sink. I tried hard to
picture My ex's breasts and pussy as I whacked off. Visions of
Kelly kept creeping in. I pictured my finger sliding along her
panty-covered slit and shot cum all over the bathroom sink. At
last my erection subsided.
I ran the water and washed all the cum down the drain.
I spent 30 minutes in the shower washing myself off. I thought I
could never be clean again. When I was done shaving and brushing
my teeth I finally felt like a human being again. Kelly didn't
know what I had done. I wouldn't do those things to her again. I
could take this secret to my grave. No one need ever know. I would
have to be careful in the future. Always wear a robe when I left
my bedroom at night, I told myself. Never enter Kelly's room at
night. Don't be alone with Kelly unless she is wide awake.
I put on my robe and opened the bathroom door. In the daylight I
could see Kelly clearly.
Her panties were tucked into her slit clearly showing her sex to
me. Worse, the towel I had used to catch my cum was hanging from
her mouth.
I walked into her bedroom like I was in a dream. I lifted her hand
to my nose and sniffed her fingers. They reeked of pussy juice. I
began to suck on her fingers. She tasted just as good as her mom.
I closed my eyes and savored the taste. I remembered licking the
pussy juice off her mom's fingers when she was done masturbating
herself. Her mom had started sucking me off as I licked her
fingers. I felt a hand grasp my cock and begin to jerk me off. I
was still daydreaming about my ex so I didn't snap out of my
reverie right away. Then I felt lips and tongue slide around my
cock. I wasn't sure how much of this was dream and how much was
real.
I looked down to see Kelly sucking me off. I wanted to tell her to
stop but I was too close to cumming. I continued to suck the pussy
juice off her fingers. My orgasm was rapidly approaching. I began
to thrust my hips at Kelly's face. She gagged as my cock hit the
back of her throat. She regained control of the situation and
managed to keep it from happening again until I started squirting
cum into her mouth. She choked and coughed and blew most of my cum
all over her hand and my cock.
I finished my orgasm. My erection started to subside and reason
began to return. Kelly's tongue felt rough on the head of my penis
and I winced as she continued to lick it. I pulled her fingers
from my mouth and put my hand on her head.
"Please stop, honey," I said gently. "My cock is very sensitive
after I cum. Your tongue is little too rough right now." This
dream felt very real.
"Okay, daddy," she said. Kelly reached down and whipped her
panties off. She spread her legs and pleaded, "I'm so horny right
now, daddy. Make me cum. I helped you so you have to help me."
"This is the weirdest wet dream I have ever had," I thought to
myself. All the other dreams I had about getting blowjobs involved
women my own age. Except for one that involved a seventy-year-old
neighbor lady. That one was just freaky.
The sight of Kelly's naked pussy reversed my deflating cock. I
bent to her thighs. Her pussy lips were swollen with desire. Her
juice was already leaking out. The smell drove me wild. I knelt
down and pulled her hips to the edge of the bed. I threw her legs
over my shoulders to get my mouth closer to her cunt. I clamped my
mouth on her pussy and started fucking her virgin hole with my
tongue.
I lapped and sucked and fucked her hole with my tongue until the
fluids of her orgasm flooded my mouth. She bucked her hips against
my face for what seemed like an hour. She had orgasm after orgasm
until she was limp with exhaustion. I finally let her down.
My erection had returned however. I stood up and grabbed my dick.
I pumped furiously for a few minutes before I shot streams of cum
all over Kelly's stomach and face. I looked down at Kelly. She was
lying still with a contented smile on her face. Only one arm was
moving as she gathered the cooling splatters of cum from her belly
to lick them off her hand.
My need for sexual release had been quenched by my last orgasm. I
regained my sanity then. This was not a dream. The possible
consequences of what I had just done began to intrude on my
consciousness. The loss of my children, prison, public shame, god
knows what else.
I closed my robe to hide my softening cock.
I touched Kelly's shoulder to get her attention, but she kept her
eyes closed from the shame of what I had done to her. I gently
shook her shoulder until she opened her eyes to look at me.
"Kelly," I said, "we need to talk about what just happened.
There's no need for you to feel ashamed. It's all my fault. I
shouldn't have come in here to make you do those things. I'm going
to shower and get dressed now. You do the same and we will talk
about this after Kimmy leaves to go play with her friends. Keep
your door shut and I won't come into your room again unless you
tell me that I can. Do you understand?"
Kelly looked at me as if she didn't quite understand what I had
said. "But dad, I wanted that to happen," she said.
My god, I thought, "she thinks this is her fault."
"Let's talk about this after Kimmy leaves," I said. I left the
room quickly and deliberately closed the door behind me.
Kelly
I was having a really sexy dream about my dad eating my pussy when
I felt my hand being grabbed.
It showed up in my dream as my little sister Kimmy taking my hand
and sucking my fingers instead of her thumb. I turned my head to
look at her and tell her to stop that before dad saw her. Dad
didn't like her to suck her thumb.
Turning my head woke me up and instead of seeing Kimmy sucking my
fingers I was staring at a Daddy's robe with a giant erect penis
poking through the opening. It took a few seconds for reality to
replace my erotic dream. I liked this reality better.
I slowly moved my arm to gently take hold of dad's cock. I started
stroking it and felt dad's hesitation as he realized that I was
awake. Before he could stop altogether I took his cock in my mouth
and started sucking on it. I tried to remember all the
descriptions of cock sucking that I had heard from my girlfriends
and read in the fuck books of their brothers. Whatever I was doing
was working very well. Dads cock grew even more in my mouth. Dad
started to push his cock down my throat causing me to gag. I moved
my hand a little closer to the head of his cock to prevent it from
happening again. I had read that in one of the fuck books.
I tasted the first few drops of precum on my tongue. Dad started
humping my face as he shot buckets of cum into my mouth. I thought
it would never quit. I couldn't swallow all of the cum that he was
pouring into my mouth. It started to leak out around my cheeks and
drip down my hand. The rapid thrusting of his hips wasn't helping
either. I missed a lot of the cum.
At last dad's cock stopped shooting cum into my mouth. I continued
to suck on his dick, but he jerked his cock back when I licked the
head of it. Dad pushed my head away from his cock.
"Please stop, honey," Dad said. "My cock gets very sensitive after
I cum. Your tongue is little too rough right now."
"Okay, daddy," I said.
I was hornier than ever by now. I had to have another orgasm or I
would die from frustration.
I practically ripped off my panties as I spread my legs and pushed
my naked crotch towards my father.
"I'm so horny right now, Daddy," I said. "Make me cum. I helped
you so you have to help me."
Dad desires and conscience fought for only a few seconds. He
grabbed my legs and pulled me to the edge of the bed so that he
could eat my pussy in comfort. He was comfortable, but I went
crazy. His tongue was all over my pussy. He probed every fold and
square inch of my pussy lips and clit and vagina. When my orgasms
started I thought they would never stop.
Dad stopped eating me when I was so limp I couldn't even moan.
Dad's cock was erect again. I wanted to suck him off but I
couldn't lift my arm to grab his cock. He saw my predicament so he
just jacked off and sprayed cum all over my tits and face. I
managed to scoop up some of his cum with one hand so that I could
lick it off my fingers.
Dad looked so ashamed I thought he was going to crawl into a
corner to die. He started babbling about how this was all his
fault and he promised not to do it again and we would talk more
after Kimmy left and he wouldn't come into my room without my
permission. He seemed to go on forever apologizing for doing
something to me that I wanted him to do. I couldn't get a word in
edgewise. The he just left. I dozed off for a bit.
I was sweaty and sticky and smelled of cum when I woke up. Kimmy
was in the shower so after I peed I was careful not to flush the
toilet. I got in the shower with her so she could help wash the
dried cum off my body.
"Guess what I have all over me, Kimmy," I said as I pointed to a
dried glop of cum on my left breast.
"Looks like snot," Kimmy said as she peered at the blob.
"It's Dad's cum," I said smugly.
"Is not!" she retorted dismissively.
"Is too," I insisted. "You can see more globs all over my tits and
face. There was more of it but I ate some after Dad shot his cum
all over me."
Kimmy stopped washing herself and looked at me.
"You're serious," she said incredulously. "What happened? How did
you ever get dad to jack off in front of you let alone on you? You
said you were going to do it some day but I never thought you
would actually get him to do it."
I told Kimmy about the first visit that Dad made to my bedroom as
I washed her back and hair.
Kimmy was washing the cum off my tits when I got to the second
visit this morning. I was starting to get horny from Kimmy rubbing
the soap on my tits and from telling the story. Kimmy sensed my
hornieness. She started fingering my clit as she rubbed her little
girl tits along my back.
"I need an orgasm," I said hoarsely. "Finish what you started."
"Eat me afterwards?" she asked.
"Yes," I whispered. "Anything. Just get me off now!"
Kimmy put her hands to it. That girl is a magician when it comes
to giving me an orgasm with her hands. If there were an Olympic
event for masturbation Kimmy would bring home the gold.
I came after a few minutes of her magic fingers doing their thing
on my cunt and clit.
I was tired from all the orgasms of the morning. I desparately
wanted to lie down to take a nap but Kimmy put one leg up on the
edge of the tub as she spread her cunt lips for me. I kneeled down
to get to work on her cunt.
Eating my sister's pussy is really not a chore for me. I enjoy it.
We had been fingering and eating each other's cunts for years. Our
Mom had shown me how to pleasure her and myself when I was six.
Kimmy joined us when she turned six. Shortly after that Mom and
Dad split up. Kimmy and I kept up our mutual sexual activities
after she left. We like having sex together.
I ran my tongue along Kimmy's hairless pussy lips. I tickled her
clit with the tip of my tongue. She shuddered with delight. I
sucked her clit into my mouth as I continued to tickle it with my
lips and tongue. Kimmy has got the biggest clit of any girl I
know. I have seen the clits of about two dozen girls (and my moms)
and Kimmy has them all beat hands down.
Kimmy started humping my face as she approached orgasm. I sucked
the juice from her pussy when she started to cum. I could see why
Dad liked the taste.
We hugged after I stood up. We each rinsed the sweat and pussy
juice off ourselves before I turned off the water.
Kimmy spoke up as we were drying each other.
"So, Pop, finally gave in to his carnal needs? We are the only
females he's seen since Mom left. I guess it was only a matter of
time before he chose one of us. Has he tried to fuck you, yet?"
"No, he hasn't," I said. "From the way he was talking this
morning, I don't think he will. He's gone off the deep end with
this whole incestuous guilt thing. He thinks he raped me already.
He thinks I never want him to touch me again. We have to find a
way to get him out of this line of thought. If we don't he may
make us go live with his sister so he won't be tempted by our
seductive young tits and pussies."
I thrust out my tits to emphasize this last point. Kimmy was
jealous of my tits. I liked to remind her of that from time to
time.
She ignored my barb. She was also good at that.
"He made the first move on you. That's why he feels guilty. He
thinks that you are going to consider yourself defiled because you
let him sexually abuse you. He won't even consider the possibility
that you have been flashing your tits and pussy at him for almost
5 years. You prance about the house wearing the skimpiest bikini's
you can find. You wear thin tee shirts that advertise you nipples
whenever possible. You've done everything short of shoving your
cunt onto his mouth and saying, "Dinner is served" to get him to
eat you out. The man did not stand a chance against that kind of
pressure. We have to make him see that. We have to let him know
this was all voluntary on your part."
Kimmy was silent for a minute. One thing I can count on is Kimmy's
devious little mind coming up with a solution to any personal
problem.
"Here's what we'll do," Kimmy said.
End of Part 1 of JKK01
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