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There are people that aren't supposed to read this sort of thing,
blah, blah, blah..........
You know who you are... Enough said.


I present for you review and enjoyment(I hope) a story I have
been working on for far to long. I have been, and am working on,
additional installments as I feel is necessary. I start to write
and have a hard time knowing when to stop so I have a tendency to
let the story tell itself. I also write not as if I were writing
my masters thesius, but as if I were speaking(pauses and such)so
please forgive the punctuation. I decided it was best to break it
up into relitively small but, hopefully, complete pieces. These
stories, or chapters, are only partialy fiction. I leave it to
you, the reader, to decide which is which. Unfortunately this
also restricts my scope somewhat in the writing process. SO... I
am wide open for  USEFUL suggestions as far as style and scope,
as well as praise or criticism (please give me more than just "I
thought It Sucked).
pitmanracer23@yahoo.com

Thank you,
CPD

'Real Country Living - pt. 2'




"Wow, you guys don't waste any time do you!" She smiled wide as
us. "By the way, I could hear you two all the way across the
field. I mean,that was LOUD!" With a wink, she adds, "Must have
been really good."

Sarah stared at us in amazement as I would imagine anyone might.
How often do you walk into a neighbors house and see a 13
year-old bent over the family couch being fucked senseless by her
father. For most people, I'm thinking, not very often. However,
that was exactly the scene my daughters friend encountered.

"Good doesn't even come close! We're not thinking 'time' Sarah"
My Daughter answered. "We're thinking fun!" I was still slowly
sawing in and out of my girls full pussy as Sarah stared at the
river of cum running down her best friends leg.

"I still can't get over how you guys don't care if you get
pregnant. I mean... you say your not really trying? I mean, it
looks to me like your trying! Alot!"

Sarah winked at her friend. "I think he performs better with an
audiance." We all laughed out loud at that one.

I pulled my still rigid dick out of my daughters saturated cunt
and proceeded to search for my pants, as Chelsea straightened her
skirt and went around, sans shirt, to sit on the couch, and Sarah
sat right beside her. After regaining, and donning, my pants, I
sat on Sarahs other side.

"You two look so beautiful and so happy. Like just now when you
were... fucking..." She blushed at saying the word out loud. "You
both looked... just happy to be together. I mean like, TOTALLY
together!" I couldn't help but laugh at that.

"Nice choice of words Sarah. I think you could definetly call
what we just were 'together'. I think that's a very good word."

I couldn't help but notice that as we talked, Sarahs eyes went
more than once toward the still prominent bulge in the front of
my only partly done-up pants. Aparently Chelsea noticed as well
and, leaning over in front of Sarah, pulled my zipper the rest of
the way down, and fished my erect cock out for all to see. Sarah
could not help but openly stare now, as Chelsea slowly stoked my
still wet cock. "Doesn't it look yummy Sarah?" My daughter asked.
"Looks good enough to eat I think."

Sarah watched as her friend half slid, half rolled across her
lap, and planted her mouth directly onto the head of my cock. I
groaned with pleasure as she licked her way down one side and
back up the other, before taking the head in her mouth and
sucking the majority of of my cock deeply into her mouth. Along
with my own, I had noticed Sarahs breathing becoming somewhat
eratic as she wiggled slightly in her seat, watching Chelsea
demonstrate her fellatio skills. Lifting her head, and releaseing
the head of my sick with a loud 'SMACK', Chelsea looked Sarah in
the eye and asked seductively, "You want some of this? There's
plenty to go around."

Moving from laying across her fiends lap to kneeling on the
floor, Chelsea moved up in between my legs. With her bare chest
inches from my cock,she reached for Sarahs hand and gently pulled
it to my firm dick. Tentitively, Sarah closed her soft hand aound
my cock and slowly stroked it,trying to imitate her friends
earlier actions. The feeling was electric. Chelsea leaned in and
licked the head of my penis as her friend stroked, making sure
that it stayed nice and wet so Sarahs hand would slide smoothly.
Flicking her tongue down my dick and across Sarahs fingers, she
gently sucked my balls into her mouth, one, then the other. "Come
over here and have a taste Sarah" my little girl told her.

Without any further encouragement,Sarah leanded over and place
the tip of my cock at her lips and gave a little lick. Following
her first taste she licked more and more until she and Chelseas
tongues met in the middle. A brief amount of tongue wrestling
later, they both sat up quickly and stared at each other in
amazement, then smiled and laughed out loud. A little more
relaxed now, they both returned to their minstrations on my dick.
I sat and wondered how the last few days had played out, to put
me right here, right now, with to red hot teenagers' mouths, both
trying desperately to elevate me to orgasm. It was a wonderful
place to be, and one hell of a sight to behold. Sarah taking as
much of my hardness into her mouth as she could, and Chelsea
licking and rubbing what was left.

"Feel him swelling Sarah? He's getting ready to cum, I can tell.
Do you feel it too?" Sarah moaned around my cock in
acknowledgement.

"I sure am!" I struggled to say. "Get ready my little lovers.
Daddy's gonna blow!"

"Let him cum in your mouth Sarah! Trust me, I know you will love
it as much as I do!"

Barely had those words escaped my daughters lip, when I groaned
loadly and sent a long blast of sperm into Sarahs waiting, yet
totally unprepaired, mouth. She squeeled in surprise and recieved
two more large doses before she could react. As she quickly
pulled her head away, another shot flew from my prick and landed
Chelseas chest. Like a flash my girl had her lips encircleing my
cock and sucking like mad, trying to pull more cum out of me,
successfully I might add. With a sigh of conntentment, she leaned
back and swallowed. We both looked at Sarah, who was still
sitting there with a mouthful of my cum, and seemed unsure as to
what to do about it.

"Swallow it Sarah" My daughter instructed. "It tastes wonderful."
After a moments contemplation, she did just that, swallowing
hard. She had a strange expression as she swallowed, but that was
quickly replaced by surprise and what looked like a feeling of
accompishment.

"That wasn't bad at all! Kind of weird, but yummy!"

"I told you you would like it. I love the taste of my Daddys cum
and knew you would too."

Sarah smiled at her friend and gave us both a tight hug."Thank
you so much you guys! It is so cool for you to let me in and
include me. These have been the greatest two days of my life! I
love both of you so much."

"We love having you here Sarah' Chelsea answered. " You are
closer to me than any sister could be. You are supposed to be
here and we love you huge!"

"I hate to change the subject ladies," I said, "but, and
suggestions for food? I, for one, haven't had a thing to eat
today, and with all the exercise I have been getting, I have to
keep my strength up."

"I should run home and check in with Mom and see what she has
going on first" Sarah commented.

"I'll come with you!" Chelsea added, as she retreived the pieces
of her previously discarded ensemble.

In moments they were both dressed, smiling, out the door, and
dashing across the field, holding hands as they ran, leaving me
half dressed, hungry, and reeling from the afternoons events.

It was about 30 minutes later, after finding something small to
snack on, I saw Janice meandering across the field. Deciding it
might be best if I was more dressed, or at least less naked, when
neighbors come calling, I scrambled to find my clothes. I
actually managed to be be moderately presentable by the time she
reached the house. She saw me looking as she came onto the deck,
and I waved her inside.

After closing the door behind her, I noticed Janice seemed
uneasy. She obviously wanted to say something, but appeared to be
fighting it back. Finaly, I asked, "Is everything alright Jan?
Sit down. Is something the matter?"

She looked like she was searching for something. I was begining
to get worried when, at long last, she looked at me.

"Tim. I don't know if I should even be here. I feel strange
saying anything but I can't help it."

"Go ahead Jan. Anything. I hope I can help you. Just say what you
want to say."

"Ok. Here goes. Just now, when the girls came running in the
house to talk to me, I saw, I swear I saw, uh... something
running down Chelseas leg. I am sure it was.. you know... cum." I
sat quietly and listened as Janice composed herself and her
thoughts. "I think, I know, it was, like, sperm. I know I sound
crazy and I feel crazy for being here Tim. Please, swear you
won't freak out after I say what I am going to say."

"I promise Jan. Say anything, please."

"I am sure it was sperm but I could not help thinking," Very long
pause, and a deep breath, "Was it yours? I mean, I don't know for
sure what it was, and I didn't ask Chelsea about it. I just got
to thinking and I hope your not pissed at me, but I had to ask."

You could have knocked me over with a feather right then. After
quick thought I decided that, if she was so sure and, if she had
wanted to, I would currently be being dragged out the door by
several large policeman. She didn't call the law. She came here
instead. For better or worse, I decided to bank on our friendship
and be honest with her.

"Yes Jan. It is mine. Having said this out loud, I have to say
I'm very concerned about what this will mean."

Apparently, that was the right answer, because she immediately
relaxed in her seat, as if every muscle in her body had been
fully tensed, then released.

"I have to tell you Tim, I'm shocked and relieved at the same
time. I mean, Chelsea going around carrying your sperm inside her
is scary and wonderful at the same time. Oh god, I'm not making
any sense! I am trying to say, that at least it's not from
running around with some boy or..  oh GOD, I'm babbling." She
chuckled at herself.  She gathered herself up again, and we
renewed the conversation.

"I want to ask you questions Tim, but I don't want you to feel
like I'm grilling you for information. Knowing what I know now, I
want to share something with you too." Jan Swallowed hard before
continuing. "My Father and I had a sexual relationship also. It
started when I was around 6, I think, and went on until he was
killed in a car accident when I was 17. I want you to know also,
I loved every second of it."

I was slightly taken aback by Janices' confession, but also
warmed by the fact that she felt it possible and neccesary to
share it with me.

"I suppose at this point Jan, I can afford to be and open book. I
hope you feel the same." She nodded in response. "Ask me anything
you want. I truly welcome it." I smiled widely at her, and she at
me.

"I guess I'll start with the obvious, how long?"

""Since just before her 11th birthday."

"Are you guys taking any, you know, precautions?"

"No" I answered point blank. That peaked her interest, I think.
Janice thought on that for a moment.

"So the possible result of this is ok?"

"Absolutely"

"With Chelsea too?"

"Yes. We both know what will eventually happen, and I don't mean
just can, I mean will. It's what we want." She looked interested
in that response, not scared, or upset. Just interested.

My last statement hung in the air for what seemed like hours. Jan
seemed to be pondering her next move and, at this point, I was
dying for her to share it.

"I think I have to tell you something Tim." She stated very
tentitively. "Something I have never told another living person.
About a week before my father died, I found out I was pregnant. I
had a boyfriend at the time and, of course, we were also having
sex, but he always insisted that we use a condom. My father and I
never did. Everytime we had sex, always shot off as deep in me as
he could. He insisted that sperm was meant to be put inside a
womans body, not wasted in a plastic bag. I never thought to tell
him otherwise and, I have to admit, it felt realy nice. He cared
for me so much that he wanted me to have part of him inside me?
Wow, I thought." There was an uncomfortabley long pause in the
coversation, then she added, "My Father is also Sarahs' Father."
Janice sighed in relief, it was clear that a great weight had
just slipped off her shoulders.

"Did your Father ever know?"

"No. My husband never knew either, nor does Sarah. You and I are
the only two people who do. The reason I wanted you to know Tim,
is that when I see Chelsea, I see a normal, happy, healthy girl.
Well rounded, smart, and with a Father that clearly loves her.
Knowing what I know now, I see there was always more to both of
you that maybe I should have seen, but never thought to look."
She giggled. "Am I making any sense at all here?"

I smiled and assured her she was. "I'm honored that you would
share this with me Jan, but I am still wondering why."

" I loved my Dad very much Tim, and he loved me. I can't help but
be jealous of you. We never felt the same way about each other as
you two do.  We never had the same bond that you and Chelsea
share. You two together have gone beyond just being a Father and
Daughter, more that lovers, more than family. You are both tied
by a almost spiritual bond. It's easy for me to see that now" She
smiled, but also looked a little hurt. "I wish I could have felt
more like your daughter does, and I am also broken hearted that
Sarah will never have the opportunity to feel the same way as
Chelsea does, not really."

Janice was near tears by this point. I stood went around the
table to where she was. She stood and instantly threw her arms
around me. I wrapped my arms around her and held her tight while
she bawled into my shoulder After a very long 5 minutes or so she
was slowly recovering from her outburst, apologizing for for
dumping all that on me. 'Anytime Jan' was all I could say right
then.

Breaking our embrace,Jan thanked me for being there for her and
listening to her tale. "It feels better than I thought possible
to get that off my chest Tim. Even if the knowledge is of no use
to anyone, I feel better now that it is out there."

"Happy I could be here for you Jan. Hey. It's getting late. Why
don't you and Sarah have dinner with us? Nothing fancy, just good
food, good company. Sound like a plan?"

"Deal, but only if I can help."

"Done!" I repleyed.

We got together things from the fridge that could be made
quickly, or just needed to be heated up and before we knew it the
table was full. A quick text to Chelsea and the girls were in the
door in a flash.

"Holy crap! You guys been over here cooking all this time?" Sarah
commented.

"No, but I can see why you might think that. I guess we went a
little overboard in the food department. At least there's
variaty!" Everyone laughed as we sat and ate. I had to smile,
looking around the table,knowing that I was the only one that
knew more about each person here than any other. Maybe someday it
would all come out, but if it did, it would not nessecarily be
from me and probably not here at the table.

We all sat and ate and made small talk for a couple hours, after
which it was unfortunately time for us all to go our seperate
ways for the evening. After we cleared the table, I sent Chelsea
off to the shower as I saw Sarah and Janice to the door. Sarah
thanked me for a great afternoon and for dinner, followed by a
hug. Jan thank me as well for dinner and for everything else and,
with her daughter standing right there, gave me a big kiss. Not a
friendly, neighbor type, peck on the cheek. This was a full on,
on the lips, long, wet, kiss, then they were out and on their way
home.

My thoughts were everywhere. What a day this had been. The first
of many more I hoped. I was brought back to reality as I passed
the bathroom, when my lovely, naked daughter asked what was
taking me so long. "Shower time old man! Lets go!" she chided.
Yes indeed, a very good day.

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