		   Midlife Crisis

Characters: Kenneth/Ken - 45, wife Dorothy/Dot - 40,
daughters: Susan/Susie 16 & Sandra/Sandie 14
Place: Connecticutt, late March. Ken's birthday

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I was having a midlife crisis. I was depressed and lonely.
It was my 45th birthday, and Friday, and I was sitting in
the family room, by myself, late in the evening, watching
some old movie on some low-rated cable channel and feeling
sorry for myself.

My wife Dorothy and I had always done something a little
special on our birthdays, and other special days, and since
this was a mini-milestone and a Friday I had thought that
she would have planned something special. But, when I came
home, she was moping around, not being very enthusiastic
about anything. Finally she admitted that she didn't feel
well and was going to bed right after dinner.

Dot and our two daughters, Susan, 16, and Sandra, 14, had
fixed a nice dinner of prime rib, baked potatos with the
works, sauteed mushrooms and some veggies and Ceaser salad.
Of course there was the obligatory birthday cake and ice
cream. The cake had those big numbers on it that are
candles instead of 45 separate little candles. Dot joked
that there was a sign at the card shop that said the city
fire code forbid putting more than 40 candles on one cake!

Then everyone gave me my presents. Dot gave me a nice tie,
(this was before "office casual" became the norm) and Susie
and Sandie gave me a tie tack and matching cuff links. Then
Dot gave me a big kiss, full on the lips, and inspite of not
feeling well slid her tongue down my throat and tickled my
tonsils. Susie and Sandie then gave me a kiss and a hug and
wished me happy birthday. I was briefly surprised that they
kissed me on the mouth instead of the usual peck on the
cheek, but then didn't think anymore of it.  Maybe they just
felt sorry for poor ol' dad!

Dot announced that she was going up to bed. Susan had a term
project that was due Monday, and Sandra had a basketball
game she had to go to.  She was a member of the pep squad,
so attendance was mandatory. Soon, everyone departed,
leaving me alone and to my own devices.

I went upstairs and watched Dot undress and chit-chatted a
little. Watching her disrobe was always a treat.

She had been on the swim and tennis teams in both high
school and college so had been in really great shape when we
were married, and worked hard to stay that way through two
pregnancies and births. She was still a looker 16 years
later, and I still got horny just watching her move about.
She was well toned and had the casual grace of a cat.

When she got into bed I snuggled up to her and tried to get
something started. At least a blow job or a hand job. But
she begged of, saying she really didn't feel like doing
anything right now. Maybe later, or in the morning.

So, I changed into some old sweatpants and a t-shirt and
went back downstairs, mixed a tall drink and headed for the
family room to check out the TV schedule. I felt a little
horny after watching Dot undress, and snuggling with her,
but I tried to ignore it.

Have you ever noticed that Friday night has no good TV
shows? Why you ask? Because everyone was out on the town
except me, so why would they waste any good shows
entertaining just me?

I watched some stupid thing about two couples that were
obviously swapping, although it was never explicitly said,
and that got my mind thinking about sex again. Ordinarily,
by now Dot and I would be out somewhere with a little buzz
on from a couple of drinks, dancing slow and close, getting
hot and horny. Then when we couldn't stand it any more we'd
go out in the car and fuck in the back seat, then go back in
the club for a few more hours. When we got home we would
spend an hour or so rubbing and sucking and fucking before
we went to bed to sleep until late the next morning.

But, instead, here I sat, getting horny by myself, and my
thoughts were getting me more than just a little hard. Well,
I would have to take care of myself, but it was too early
for that.  Besides, it felt good to have a hardon in my
sweats, I always go commando around the house, and I would
reach down to squeeze and stroke my hardon every so often. I
changed the channel and wound up watching another sitcom
about six young adults who were doing everything to
everybody. Two of the girls looked like my daughters.

Susan, the oldest at 16, was a little husky, but not chubby,
and sexy in her own way. She was in good shape, played
tennis and swam like her mother had, and reminded me of a
young Chris Everet, and she had a sexy air about her that
belied her age. 

Sandra, barely two years younger at 14, was slim and trim
and had been giving me unfatherly thoughts since before she
was 13. When she had on a short skirt, nylons and heels any
warm blooded male would notice her. I did, and I noticed a
lot of other fathers at school events "noticing" her. My
wife had noticed me noticing her also and often kidded me
about wanting to fuck my own daughters, and that she wished
we had a son or two so she would have someone to fantasize
about too!

Then I realized that she had been mentioning that obvious
attraction I had for Susie and Sandie a lot lately. In fact
there had been several times that she had pretended to be
one or the other of the girls and called me "Daddy" and
really fed my fanatsy.

Yes, I did want to fuck my daughters. I think it is a male
instinct. I've known guys that had some pretty plain and
ugly daughters, but, in the right circumstances, they too
admitted that they wanted to fuck their daughters.

Well, the evening wore on and a little before midnight
Sandie came home. She walked into the family room and I
crossed my legs and tried to hide the hardon I had developed
fantasizing about screwing her and her sister, and playing
with myself a little too. Her present appearance did nothing
to alleviate that problem.

"Hi Punkin, who won the game?"

"Hi Daddy. We won, and it was a great game!"

She was still excited from the game and was still really
bouncy, and she had parts that bounced quite nicely!

"Can I watch TV with you for a while?"

"Sure, I'm not tired enough to go to bed yet."

"Great! Why don't you make us some popcorn while I run up
and get all this makeup off and change clothes. I'm a little
hungry, too. Could you make me a little sandwich?"

She took off for upstairs, skipping and bouncing. They did
wear a lot of makeup when they performed, but she didn't
have to change clothes for me. Her uniform was a white
sleeveless blouse, with a neckline that plunged as far as
they could get away with for Jr. High girls.  It was tucked
tightly into a plaid, pleated skirt in school colors. The
skirt was fitted tightly over her hips and really
accentuated her charms. She was wearing white boots, which
really spoiled the image, but then maybe it was supposed to!
Regardless, even with the boot's ugly contrast her uniform
was making me hornier! And harder!

I went out to the kitchen, started the popcorn and made a
half-sandwich of peanut butter and strawberry jam. That
should melt any teen girls heart and make her horny for her
good ol' dad!

Just as I was setting down a big bowl of popcorn, the
sandwich, a big glass of pop, and another tall G&T for me,
Sandie came back. She had removed all the makeup and was
wearing a soft cotton nighty that came down to just above
her knees. It wasn't tight, but it molded against her body
as she moved and I could see some very sexy shadows when the
light was behind her. It was pretty obvious that she didn't
have nything at all on under the nighty! I think she looked
sexier in that than if she had been nude! Instant erection! 

I turned away from her and sat down, quickly crossing my
legs again, hoping that she didn't notice how much she was
turning me on. The sweatpants didn't do a very good job of
hiding it though, and I was hoping that it would go away
while watching a dull, boring late-night movie.

Sandie sat down next to me, grabbed the sandwich and the
glass of pop, and curled her legs under her. All of that
pulled her nighty tightly around her legs almost like a
second skin, and the bottom slid about half way up her
thigh. What legs that girl had! My hardon was still there
and wasn't getting anywhere close to going away.

"I'm sorry you and Mommy didn't get to go out tonight," she
said, after chewing up a bite of sandwich.

"That's OK, Honey, your mother just didn't feel well enough
to go out tonight."

"I know, Daddy. But if you had gone out the two of you would
be feeling each other up on the dance floor somewhere,
instead of you sitting here by yourself with a big hardon."

Whaaa??? It was a good thing I had already swallowed my
drink or I would have choked on it.

"Huh?" I managed to get out. "What do you mean?"

"Oh, Daddy! I know all about what you two do on your
birthdays, or any other excuse you get to go out. Momma
tells us all about it. Even about you two screwing in the
back seat like a couple of teenagers!"

I was speechless.

"And we know about you two screwing on every piece of
furniture in the house, too."

I was still speechless, and still had a throbbing hardon in
my sweatpants.

Sandie took another bite of her sandwich and looked
thoughtful for a while. Then, "You know, Daddy, the presents
we got you weren't really all that great."

"Oh, they were fine, Punkin. Very nice."

"Yes, Daddy, I knew you would say that. But how many tie
tacks and pairs of cuff links do you really need?"

"Well --" I started to say.

"Hush, Daddy! That was a rhetorical question!"

"Oh."

"Daddy, I want to give you a really nice present to thank
you for all the hard work you have done so we could have
nice things, and all the sacrifices you made for us so we
could go to camp and classes."

"Well, Sandie, I really appreciate the thought, but I don't
really want anyting more. Besides, what could you possibly
give me?"

"I can think of at least one thing that you really want,"
Sandie said, reaching over and laying her hand on my hard
cock. "And I am going to give it to you!"

"Huh? Wha -- ?" My rapier sharp wit had left me and I was
completely at a loss for words.

"I am going to give you myself, Daddy. I am going to have
sex with you, make love with you. Or as Momma says, fuck
your brains out!"

Well, there I sat, unable to move, shocked beyond belief,
faced with my fantasies of the past several years seemingly
coming true, and I was nearly frozen in place, unable to do
anything but stammer incoherently.

"Cat got your tongue, Daddy?" Sandie asked, slowly stroking
and squeezing my cock through my sweats.

"We -- ahhhhh -- We -- can't do this, Punkin! Ohhhh --
It wouldn't --  ahhhhh -- be right!" I gasped, but my
resistance and common sense were rapidly fading.

"Don't you want to make love with me, Daddy? And please
don't say you don't. Momma told me you fantasized about
fucking me and Susie all the time!"

I could finally talk a little. "Well -- Yes, honey, that is
true, but that is all it was, a fanatsy! Make believe. But,
never in my wildest dreams --"

"Well, your wildest dreams are about to come true. Kiss me,
my horny Daddy."

With that she slumped down across my lap and pulled my head
around and down so I was leaning over her and gave me a full
on the lips kiss. As she slipped her tongue out and tried to
get in my mouth I gave in and parted my lips, sucking her
taught little tounge in between them, meeting it with mine.

Sandie arched her back and pushed her firm young tits
against my chest. I could feel the hard little nubs of her
nipples poking me through my t-shirt.

I slipped one arm behind her back and pulled her firmly
against me. With my other hand I rubbed up and down on her
flank and then over her firm butt cheek, then up her side to
where her tit was squashed against my chest, then down over
her flat tummy.

"Rub my pussy, Daddy."

I obliged and slid my hand down over her soft fur and
rubbed between the lips of her young pussy. She moaned
against my mouth.

"Now rub my little clitty. Make me cum, Daddy!"

The juices were already oozing out of her young cunt, so I
had no problem with lubrication. I just moved my finger up
and found her firm little clit and rubbed it gently.

"Harder, Daddy! Faster!"

I obliged my lovely daughter, and the results were quick in
cumming. She hugged me closer and started squealing and
groaning. I kissed her mouth hard to keep her quiet. The
last thing I needed was for Suzie or, heaven forbid, Dot to
hear her and come down to investigate!

She suddenly pulled back, sat up, straddling my legs, and we
kissed passionatlely as she ground her pussy against my
throbbing cock.

Suddenly she sat up. "Arms up, Daddy!"

That is what I used to say to her when I was helping get her
ready for bed. I raised my arms over my head and she pulled
my t-shirt off and threw it somewhere over my head and
behind the couch. Her nighty quickly followed it and my
beautiful daughter sat on my lap, nude, georgeous.

No painter, sculpter, or even camera, could have done that
image justice.  Her eyes sparkled with passion and mischief,
after all she was seducing her daddy, and she was enjoying
every minute of it!

Her young breasts were a nice handful, generous for a young
woman of 14, and larger than her sisters. Her nipples were a
little pink, a little tan, and erect and firm. Her body
tapered down to a slim waist, then swelled to obvious hips.
Feminine but not large. Her legs were sleek with the muscle
structure of a ballarina or gymnast, well shaped and sexy.

With a big grin she reached down between us and untied the
drawstring of my sweatpants. Then she raised her butt up and
slid the front of them down, allowing my cock to spring
free.

Her hand gently wrapped around my cock and stroked it
slowly, up and down. I thought that I would die!

She leaned back and looked at my throbbing hardon.  "You
have a nice cock, Daddy. Much nicer than any of the boys I
have gone out with."

I shuddered at the thought. How many horny young guys had
shown her their cocks? How many had fucked her hot young
cunt? Maybe even fucked her tight little asshole?

I forgot all that as Sandie let go of my cock and slid
forward on my lap. My hardon was trapped between my stomach
and her pussy lips and I could feel the hard little nub of
her clit pressing against the bottom of it as her pussy
juices flowed out over my shaft and dribbled down over my
balls.

She leaned against me, and I could feel the heat of her body
and the pressure of her breasts as we kissed and caressed
and wiggled around against each other. I was in heaven.

We kissed and stroked each other and murmured sweet nothings
to each other, and she rubbed her pussy against my cock. I
slid my hands down her back and cupped her soft, warm buns
and lifted her up a little.

"You want to fuck your little girl, don't you Daddy." she
whispered.

"Oh yes, sweetheart. You know I do!" I could barely keep
from shouting at the top of my voice.

"OK, then let's do it. I have been waiting for this longer
than you have, you know." Her voice so low and sexy that it
almost made me cum just listening to her.

Then she raised up on her knees. 

"Hold on to me, Daddy, while I get you lined up."

Then she pulled my hands up so I was holding her by her
waist. She reached down between us and gently took my cock
in her hand and moved it around as she lowered herslf down
on it. I felt the head of it nestled between her soft pussy
lips, snugged right in the entrance to her hot young cunt.

"OK, Daddy, let go of me and put your hands behind my neck
and I will do the rest!"

With that she lowered herself down on my cock. It didn't go
in at first, then I felt something give and she cried out a
little and settled down on my lap. She was hot and slippery
and very snug around my cock.

"Are you OK, Honey? Did it hurt?" I asked, a little alarmed.

"I'm OK, Daddy. It just hurt a little when my hymen tore."

"What -- ?" 

"Yes, Daddy, you got my cherry!" she said as she moved her
face up close to mine. "I have been saving it for
someone I really love, and that is you!"

"Oh Sandie, you didn't have to."

"But I wanted to, now shut up and fuck me!"

And with that she hugged me close and started bouncing up
and down on my cock.

We were moaning and groaning and whispering to each other
and I felt like I was about to cum. Just as I was thinking
of telling Sandie that --

"Sandie! Daddy? What are you two doing?"

My head snapped up and my eyes poppped open and there was
Susan, my oldest daughter, standing inside the doorway
looking at us.

"We're fucking, Suz, what does it look like?" quipped Sandie
to her sister.

"Well, if that is what we are doing for family time tonight,
I want in on it!" Suzie said, grinning from ear to ear.

"OK! No problem,Sis!" said Sandie, and raised herself up and
swung over onto the couch beside me.

Susan was looking at me like I was a piece of chocolate she
was about to gobble up. She stripped her nightie off and
stood there in front of us, nude as the day she was born.
Her appearance wasn't as feminine as Sandie, but she still
had curves in all the right places. And in my present
condition she looked like a goddess.

She walked towards me, smiling and licking her lips. She
bent down and kissed me. Slowly and passionately, slipping
her tongue gently in between my lips. Even if she hadn't
been nude I would still have had a huge hardon.

I reached out and wrapped my hands around her firm butt
cheeks and pulled her closer and moaned into her mouth.

She drew back a little and reached down and stroked my cock
a few times.

"I have been waiting for this for a long time, Daddy." She
said with a husky, low, sexy voice.  And then she turned
around and backed up, straddling my legs, reached between
hers and grabbed my cock, and guided it to her pussy as she
lowered her butt down onto my legs.

"I don't need any foreplay, Daddy. I have actually been
watching you two and playing with myself for quite a while,
and I am hot to go!"

Just as the tip of my cock started to slip into her cunt she
sat down very quickly, and again I heard a little cry of
pain, then a squeal and sigh of pleasure. "God," I thought,
"not again!" and groaned a little.

She reached back and pulled my hands in front of her and
pressed them to her firm young breasts.

"Yup, you got my cherry too, Daddy! Now let's fuck!"

And with that she started posting up and down on my cock just
like she was riding Engish style.

I was in heaven for the second time in less than an hour! I
squeezed Susie's tits and pinched her nipples as she moaned
and squealed and fucked on my hard cock. Sandie was watching
and playing with her pussy.

I was moaning and groaning myself and really close to filling
my oldest daughter full of hot cum as she was squeezing my
cock with her young cunt muscles on every upstroke.

"What the hell is going on here?"

I froze, and my eyes snapped open again. There was Dot, in
the nude, her normal sleeping attire, looking at the three
of us with fire in her eyes.

"We're giving Daddy his birthday presents, Mommy," said Sandie.

"Yeah," said Susie, "We're fucking his brains out!"

"Yes, I can see that!" she snapped. "Do you suppose you two
sex maniacs could let your mother get a little enjoyment
from him before you fuck him to death?"

"Sure, Mommy!" said Sandie.

Suzy followed right up with, "Sure, the more the merrier,
Mom!"

"Well, then," said Dot, breaking into a big grin, "I think I
should join the fun too. Get up, Susie, and let me have a
turn!"

"Ok, Mommy!" and she jumped up and sat on the other side of
me from Sandie. "He's all yours."

Dot sank down on her knees between my legs. All I could do
was sit there and look from one to the other to the next of
my three beautiful women, completely dumbfounded.

Dot reached for my cock and started jacking it.

"Hummm, I think I will clean you off a little first," she
said, looking at me and smiling. "It isn't every day a
woman gets to lick the virginal blood of her two daughters
off of her husbands cock!"

She looked from Sandi to Suzie. "Observe and learn, you
two," she said as she swallowed my cock all the way down her
throat.

I heard both girls gasp. Dot knew how to give me the blow
job I like, and what gets me off the quickest, and she was
doing all the right things. I was already so hot I just
about shot my load straight down her throat into her
stomach. But she knew how to read me, and quickly pulled
off.

"OK, stud," she chuckled, "Get down here and fuck me the way
I like it! This will probably be the only sex I'll get this
whole weekend, so I am going to get the most out of it I can!"

With that she grabbed my hands and pulled me forward off the
couch as she moved back and lay down on the carpet. I sank
to my knees between her spread legs and, using my nearly 18
years of experience, quickly had my cock sunk into her hot
pussy so far it felt like my balls were going in too.

Dot lifted her legs up along side of me and put her feet on
my back. As she wrapped her arms around me she
stage-whispered in my ear.

"Alright, Tiger. Fuck your horny wife and make her cum!"

I obliged her. I was giving her long strokes, at least as
long as I could manage with her hugging my with her legs and
arms. She would relax as I pulled out then tighten up her
pussy and pull me in with her legs on the down stroke. This
had the effect of prolonging my climax and maximizing her
stimulation.

Ooohhh, oooohhhhh, I'm cumming Kenny, Baby, I'm cumming ---"
she moaned, and her pussy started squeezing me all the time,
in and out, up and down. I felt almost as if the air were
being squeezed right out of me.

"Don't -- you -- cum yet, -- Baby!" she commanded me. "I --
want -- one -- more -- good -- cum -- still!"

And she suddenly had turned the tables. I just held myself
still, sort of on my hands and knees, while she did all the
work and fucked me until she had an orgasm. 

When it came it was amazing to behold. She threw her head
back and screamed, and swore, and cursed, and called me
names. " AWWWWW -- Oh God! -- SHIT ---- Oh FUCK!! --- You
bastard! -- You -- did -- this -- to -- me!! ---"  and
finally, "Thank you --- thank you --- thank you ---" as she
came down and just slowly fucked on my cock.

I lay on her gently. She was still wrapped around me,
imprisoning me with her arms and legs. I whispered that old
cliche in her ear.

"Was it good for you?"

She squeezed my still rock-hard cock with her cunt muscles
and giggled.

"Oh yeah," she sighed. "It was pretty good!"

"Your mission, should you choose to accept it," she continued,
"Is to make me come again and fill my pussy full of you hot
cum when you do it."

"How could I refuse that!" I chuckled, and gave a couple of
slow pumps deep into her pussy.

"MMMmmmm," she sighed, "I'll give just one hour to stop
that, or until I cum again, whichever is last!"

"Your wish is my command," I quipped, and started pumping my
cock in her hot pussy.

Dot was way more excited this time, if that were possible,
and raised her hips and grunted, meeting me on every stroke.

It was only a couple of minutes until she said, "I'm getting
close, Honey. Let's go for a big finish!"

I knew what she meant. She loosened her legs and let them
slide down, put her feet on the floor and spread her knees
so wide apart they were nearly touching the carpet. She
raised her hips, hard, meeting my down thrust and we were
both grunting like pigs every time our pubic bones smashed
together.

We both started cumming at the same time. Not hard after
many years of frequent fucking. We were both screaming and
howling, and cursing and holding on tight as we both worked
to get my cock to come out of her mouth.

In the background I heard two soprano voices also screaming
in ecstacy. Those two little vixen had been masturbating,
watching their parents rut around on the floor!

When we finally came down we just lay there for a few
minutes, holding each other, kissing, licking and gently
chewing on each other.

Finally, Dot said, "OK, girls, it is payback time!" Then
she looked at me and said, "Up and out, Honey!"

I pulled my cock from her pussy and sat back on my heels.
"What do you mean by that?" I asked, half afraid to hear the
answer.

"You have been had, Honey!" Sandy and Suzy were giggling,
not too quietly. "We have been planning this for about two
months, Dear, and it is working marvelously!"

"Yeah, Dad!" said Sandie, "And it worked just as we planned
it, because you are soooo predictable!"

"And it is only going to get better!" giggled Suzie.

"Wha ---," I stammered, more confused than ever.

"Well, Darling," said Dot, "About two months ago the girls
decided it was time to lose their virginity. After all, they
aren't getting any younger!"

"Yeah," giggled Suzie, "We want to start fucking!"

"Yes." Dot continued, "So, I got them on the pill right
away and then we started planning on how they were going to
do that. The big problem was they couldn't decide who to
give the honor of taking their virginity to."

"Yeah," interjected Sandie, "All the boys we know are so
immature!"

"Eventually," continued her mother, "Someone got the idea
that they should give their cherries to you."

"'Cause we love you, Daddy, and we know you love us too!"
shouted Suzie, jumping and wiggling with excitement.

I just sat there, trying to take this all in and make sense
of it. It was so unbelievable. And the thought popped into
my mind. What was I going to say when someone asked me what
I did for my birthday? "Oh, just stayed home and took both
of my daughters virginity!" Sure!

Dot went on. "That is why I have been playing little girl in
our sex activities, and the girls have been acting so sexy
around you. We wanted to make sure you had fucking your
daughters on your mind as much as possible."

"Anyway, I agreed to share my husband with my girls if they
would let me lick their virginal blood off your cock, and
then suck your cum out of my pussy after I gave you your
birthday screwing."

Dot leaned back and Suzie and Sandie got between her legs
and started licking her pussy lips. It wasn't long before
Dot had both legs spread as wide as she could get them and
her daughters were doing their best to get every drop of my
cum out of her cunt.

Dot had a huge orgasm as the result, and I would not have
been surprised if someone had called 911 because of the
noise the three of them made.

Dot was exhaousted and just lay there. Sandie and Suzie were
so horny that they rolled over into a 69 and started eating
each other.

By this time I was so hot and horny that my cock felt like
it was the size of a baseball bat, and I was stroking it,
watching my wife's pussy twitching and my lovely daughters
eating each other's snatch.

Suddenly Suzie raised her head and saw me jacking my cock.
"Don't you cum, Daddy!"

"Yeah, Daddy," Sandie joined in. "You can't shoot your
juices anywhere this weekend except in one of us!"

I stopped pumping and looked at the two of them laying
there, pussy juices all over their faces, naked as the day
they were born, but a lot better looking! And I thought to my
self, why would I want to do anything else?

Dot had recovered and slowly stood up, still a little
unsteady on her feet.

"I will sleep in the guest room tonight and you girls can
take your father up to our bedroom. Sometime before Sunday
evening we are going to have to schedule the sleeping
arrangements so we each get our fair share and your daddy
doesn't get fucked to death!"

The girls giggled and jumped up. Suzie grabbed a hand and
pulled me up and started dragging me toward the stairs.
Sandie was behind me pushing on my ass as I went up the
stairs, not at all unwillingly.

I looked back over my shoulder and saw my lovely wife
watching us, still completely nude, with a great big grin!

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