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Copyright © 1997 Chili Peeler. ALL Rights Reserved.
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This story may not be reproduced in any form for profit without
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the written permission of the author. This story may be freely
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distributed with this notice attached. The author may be contacted
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through mrdouble@airmail.net.
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Subject: Chili Repost: The Swing Man - Part 1 (swinging)
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From: chilipeelr@aol.com (ChiliPeelr)
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THE FOLLOWING STORY CONTAINS GRAPHIC LANGUAGE
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AND DESCRIPTIONS OF SEXUAL ACTIVITIES. THIS MATERIAL
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IS DISTRIBUTED "FOR ADULTS ONLY" AND POSSESSION BY
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A MINOR IS STRICTLY FORBIDDEN. IF YOU ARE UNDER 18
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YEARS OF AGE - GO FIND SOMETHING ELSE TO READ.
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The Swing Man by Chili Peeler (chilipeelr@aol.com)
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Part 1
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"She said no."
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"Definitely no?"
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"I would have to say yes, definitely. If it's any consolation, it
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wasn't because it was you. I just think the whole idea made her
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uncomfortable....I think she thinks it will hurt our marriage."
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"That's too bad. If you ask me, it would only make it
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better....well, damn.....listen the offer is still open if you want to
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come out. Carmen's definitely up for it."
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"Really?...I thought it was a package deal."
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"I would have liked that, man. You know I've always had a thing
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for Stella, even if she is a prissy little thing. But, it doesn't mean
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you have to sit around on your hands....it's time to live a little.
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You've earned it."
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"You are so right...I'll call you tomorrow after I think about my
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alibi."
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"All right, talk to ya then."
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Jonas Elliot placed the phone back on its cradle and stared out
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the window wall of his 19th story Century City office. It was a
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relatively unsmoggy day in Los Angeles and he could see the blue
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Pacific way out beyond Santa Monica.
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'Well, just when things were getting a little dull,' he thought. 'My
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brother makes me an offer I can't refuse? The lucky son-of-a-bitch
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shouldn't be the only one having fun. I'll just drive out and screw
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this new chickie.'
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He opened the drawer of his desk and pulled out the Polaroid
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Lance had sent him. Carmen was one hot looking woman. In the
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photo, she was wearing a skimpy white bikini that contrasted
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nicely with her deep tanned skin. Long, dark-brown hair with some
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blonde highlights.
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'She must have some Latin blood in her...maybe even some
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black ancestors,' Jonas mused, trying to remember who she
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reminded him of. Then it came to him - Paula Abdul, the singer.
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His daughter had pointed her out to him at a Kings game a couple
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of years ago. Carmen's face had that same look, the full lips,
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longer legs though. And Carmen's chest was much bigger,
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obviously she had had some work done.
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"I'm going to enjoy doing that," he said out loud. He could
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almost kiss Lance for even bringing up the idea. He'd been talking
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to his brother at a cook-out at his Brentwood home several weeks
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ago and Lance, who was ten years younger than he, had started
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kidding him about slowing down at his old age of 41. Of course, he
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was referring to the number of women he was sleeping around with
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behind Stella's back.
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Years ago, Jonas had sold his soul to the Devil - namely the
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former owner of the law firm he worked for, Stella's father. Jonas
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had seen the opportunity of marrying his way to partner status.
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He'd tried to remain faithful for five or six years, even had a child
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because Stella wanted one so bad. But temptations were around
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every door and once Stella's father passed away, leaving him
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firmly entrenched in the law firm, he'd begun to open some of
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those doors.
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He'd been discreet and the thrill had been good. Finding willing
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partners had not been a problem; he worked out at the LA Sports
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Club several times a week and was in pretty good shape. 6'1",
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black hair with a smattering of gray, a mustache that was going
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grayer faster, good definition on the chest, legs in pretty good
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shape from racquetball.
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Women wanted him and didn't care if he was married.
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Clandestine motel meetings with secretaries, an occasional
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female lawyer or even some escort girls. He'd pay for it if it was
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good stuff, no problem with that. Hell, he had enough money to
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retire on comfortably even if Stella found out and took him for half.
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Anyway, Lance had been kidding him about whether he could
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still get it up. He'd remarked to Lance that he was getting enough
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on the side but he did wished he had Lance's life once in a while;
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Lance's life seemed to be a string of parties and loose women,
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many of them in their 20's.
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Lance had gotten sort of serious and had taken him aside and
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told him that he had fallen in with a crowd out in Palm Springs that
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liked to swing, wife-swap, fly in call girls from LA or Vegas. There
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was a lot of money in Palm Springs, old and new, and Lance had
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made some connections and gotten invited to some parties,
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swinger parties. His good looks and the ability to bring some hot
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girlfriends had made him a regular. And he said they were always
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looking for new faces, preferably people with money to minimize
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the chance of someone going to the press.
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So, that's how he had arrived at where he was today. He'd tried
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to talk Stella into trying a little swinging with Lance and Carmen to
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begin with. He'd known the odds were stacked against him but
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he'd pitched the idea with all his might. If Stella would agree, their
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marriage would have gone up to the point that he could stand it. Of
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course, Stella, the ice queen, had vetoed the idea before it saw
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the light of day.
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'Well, you can't teach an old dog new tricks,' he thought,
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knowing it applied to Stella and himself also. He put the picture of
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Carmen back in his drawer and got up and walked to the window,
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rubbing the back of his neck as he pondered how he should
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proceed.
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Jonas waited three days before he took the plunge.
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He'd originally thought he might tell Stella he was going to San
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Diego on an overnight business trip or maybe to Vegas for a
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convention. But he was worried she might try to call him and the
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whole secret would unravel. Talking it over with Lance, they had
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decided he should just drive out one work day.
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"Just drive the hell out...tell your office you're at a meeting and
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you'll call in for messages. Easy as pie, Jonesy," Lance promised.
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"You know, I think that's the best.....I should get out there
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around lunchtime. Let me buy you two a lunch.....someplace
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nice."
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"Shit, partner! The only thing you'll be eating when you get out
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here is a little Carmen pussy!"
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"Lance, I better not be wasting a day driving out there.....your
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little piece of ass better put out," Jonas said.
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"Buddy, this is a sure thing! Carmen can't wait to get it on with
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you....I've shown her your picture, too. Know this...when you get
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out here, you will be getting you're noodle wet."
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He'd tried to act like himself the next morning. He got up,
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showered, went downstairs and said good-bye to Stella like a
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thousand other days. He took his briefcase and went out and got
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into his Lexus sedan. He'd put some things in the briefcase that
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he normally would not have - a toothbrush, another bottle of his
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usual cologne, a pair of underwear and some condoms. He wasn't
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sure if he'd need any of it but it was there if need be.
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He drove south into Century City and went up to his office
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briefly. He put on a show of having forgot some papers for a
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meeting that he had to go to and hurried out, saying he'd call in for
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messages.
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Then, it was out on the freeway and he headed east toward the
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desert.
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The drive was almost two and a half hours; he'd done the trip
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faster in the past but he wasn't going to risk getting a ticket.
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'That's how they caught Son of Sam,' Jonas thought and
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chuckled at the analogy. Him, an attorney, worried about leaving
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clues.
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The desert heat was shimmering across Highway 11 as he
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came within view of the outskirts of Palm Springs; it was probably
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already in the low 90's.
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It had surprised him when Lance had moved to Palm Springs
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from Florida a year ago. Lance only said that he liked the heat and
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the desert but Jonas was pretty sure he'd had to leave Florida to
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avoid some trouble. He had an idea that Lance might have been
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running drugs; he led a somewhat extravagant lifestyle for a man
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with no high school diploma.
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Whatever he was into, Jonas loved the guy. Especially if Lance
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was going to start throwing some tail at him.
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He pulled up in front of Lance's condo and shut off the car. He
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got out, looking around the lush manicured grounds of the
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community. He removed his suit jacket and tie and left them in the
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backseat. Taking his briefcase, he walked toward the front door of
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the condo and Lance came out before he was halfway there.
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"Jonas, welcome to Shangri-La," he said, dramatically waving
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his arms back at his place. His brother was dressed for the
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weather in a pair of shorts and a sleeveless mesh football jersey.
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His longish hair, mustache and scruffy beard gave him a Hell's
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Angel-like look, at least that early in the morning. When Lance
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wanted to clean up, he got melt some hearts with that smile and
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his hair done back in a ponytail. "Hey, you could have left the
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briefcase at home...you're not going to be taking a depo, for
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Christssakes."
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"Maybe it's full of money," Jonas kidded him as they shook
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hands. "You know how I hate to be in your debt."
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"Yeah, well, believe me, you are going to be after today. Come
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on in before the neighbors get the idea that I'm respectable."
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Jonas followed him to the door and then entered as Lance
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ushered him in. Jonas walked down the entrance hallway, passing
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the stairs that led to the two bedrooms above and stopped at the
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doorway to the livingroom which was to his left. It was empty, so
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he turned to see where Lance would direct him.
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"Go ahead and set your case down there inside the door,"
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Lance said. When Jonas straightened up from doing so, he saw
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Lance was standing on the bottom step of the stairs. "Come on
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up," he said with a grin.
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Jonas followed Lance upstairs and into his bedroom where he
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saw Carmen for the first time. Lance's bedroom had a small
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solarium off one side and he saw Carmen, wearing Wayfarers,
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laying on a towel-draped, wood slat sunchair in the patch of
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sunlight that came down through the rectangular chimney-like
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room.
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It was a nice private set-up and Carmen was topless. He had
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been right about the non-authenticity of her breasts; real breasts
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didn't stand up like that. They were beauties. Jonas guessed they
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were maybe 38C's, like softballs with skin stretched over them.
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Beautiful, flawless bronze skin capped by half dollar sized pinkish
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aureole. She had on a bright blue bikini bottom, the kind that rode
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high on her hips and then plunged down between her legs in a V
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pattern. Her legs looked like she had been into weight training at
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some point in the past; her thighs were powerful looking but her
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calves looked small.
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"Look at that little honey," Lance said in a whisper. "Acting like
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she don't know we're here watching her." Jonas turned to look at
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his brother. "That's right, I told her you had arrived. She's just
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giving you a little show...oh, look at that."
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Jonas looked quickly back at Carmen to see her slowly dragging
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the fingers of her right hand down her stomach. As they both
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watched, Carmen ran those fingers under the front of her bikini
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bottoms, tantalizingly slow, as she also moved her feet onto the
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solarium floor, one on each side of the chair. Then, with the
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junction of her legs on display and half of her hand hidden in the
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bikini, Jonas saw her fingers begin slowly moving. Carmen was
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obviously indulging herself in a little self-stimulation and Jonas
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certainly felt stimulated himself.
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"What a cockteaser!" Jonas said in a complimentary way.
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"She don't tease, bro....she puts out, don't you worry." Lance
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promised as he walked over to the solarium door. He opened it
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and Carmen raised her head to look at him, drawing her hand from
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her bottoms, as he said, "He's here, baby."
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"Oh..great!'" Carmen gushed, certainly sounding surprised.
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Carmen sat up and swung her shapely legs into a pair of open-
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toed heeled shoes and stood up as Lance walked back toward
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where he stood. Lance gave him a wink.
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Carmen came into the bedroom, taking off her sunglasses. Her
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face was flawless, high cheekbones, manicured eyebrows that
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arched unnaturally over a pair of grey-blue eyes, a dazzling white
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smile. She walked toward him. She hadn't made any attempt to
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cover herself and Jonas found himself beginning to grow in his
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pants.
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"Hi, Jonas...I'm Carmen." she said simply extending her hand.
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Jonas shook it, of course. "Carmen, it's my pleasure....to meet
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such a beautiful woman."
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"Well, he's quite a charmer, Lance," she said, her eyes flashing
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with mischief as she stared up at Jonas. The picture had made her
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look taller but she was maybe 5' 6" in person. "And such a tall
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drink of water," Carmen continued as she moved closer to Jonas
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and slid her arm around him.
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Jonas let his left arm circle her neck and his left hand came
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down on her shoulder, the skin feeling unusually hot and oily from
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her sunbathing. She smelled like a pina colada and felt so soft. He
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wanted to throw her down and fuck the shit out of her, lunch or no
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lunch.
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"I can tell I'm going to enjoy your brother," Carmen said to Lance
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and then looked up at him, "I hope your offer still stands for
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lunch...I'm starving."
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"Yeah, sure," Jonas said, running his hand down Carmen's side,
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his fingers just reaching around enough to graze the outside swell
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of her left breast, "I can't promise that I won't tip over the table."
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Jonas let the little vixen know that he was aroused at the contact
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they were having.
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"Oh, we can't have that, honey," Carmen said, giving his side a
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squeeze and pressing her right tit into his side. As she said this,
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her right hand traveled up from the front of his thigh, where it had
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been lightly laying, and her palm ran across his groin where it
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couldn't help but encounter his coiled, stiffening member.
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"Ooooooo.....I think I've found something here!"
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"You sure have, darling," Jonas said, moving his groin into her
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hand. Jonas saw her head tilt down to watch her palm move back
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and forth across a now undeniable tent in his pants. He looked at
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his brother and he was headed for the bedroom door.
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"I just got a little work to take care of before we go eat...uh, it
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looks like you two will be OK for a few minutes," he laughed
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knowingly as he disappeared down the stairs.
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Jonas felt Carmen's hand move up onto his belt buckle and her
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fingers went to work undoing it. "Jonas, I think Lance would like
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me to take care of you before we go....you don't mind, do you?"
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"That may be the world's dumbest question," he said, rubbing
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his fingers across her lithe back as she skillfully undid his pant's
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button and unzipped him with her one hand. She hooked her
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fingers in the front of his underwear and yanked them down far
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enough for his penis to pop out.
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"Big dick's must run in your family," Carmen said as her hot
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little hand latched onto his semi-erect and felt its weight.
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Jonas was in heaven. Carmen was certainly not a shy one!
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"Sit down on the bed and I'll work a little magic," Carmen
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promised. "We'll calm this thing down so it won't bother us during
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lunch."
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Jonas sat on the edge of the bed, hardly believing how quickly
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things were happening but happy it was as Carmen dropped to her
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knees in front of him. Her hands pulled his pants and briefs down
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to around his knees as her eyes locked on his.
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"Do they call you Jonas because of this whale-sized dick?!" she
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said hotly as her small hand wrapped around his drunkenly
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swaying dick and began jacking it. It only took four strokes to get
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it rock-hard. He was about eight inches long and pretty thick. He
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could only smile at the thought of what the afternoon would be
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like.
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"Let me see you get that thing in that pretty little mouth," Jonas
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suggested as he ran a finger across her full lips and off her chin.
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Any thoughts of Stella, his family, repercussions, anything.... went
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right out the window. He had a gorgeous lady jacking him and it
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felt so good.
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"Well, this is just going to be a quickie, so don't try to impress
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me with your stamina....remember, I'm hungry," she said with a
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wink and scooted closer between his spread legs. Her hot mouth
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stretched over his bulbous dickhead and she began sucking him.
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"Jeeezzzzzuusss!" Jonas groaned at the incredible sensation of
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young lips wrapped around his dick and the exotic sight of
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Carmen's lovely face looking up at him. He fell back on his elbows
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on the bed and Carmen began jacking him in her mouth.
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"UUnnnnngghhhh!" he groaned again. Carmen wasn't making
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love to his dick, she was jerking on it like she was milking a cow!
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"That's it, you nasty girl...aaahhhhh....you are one fucking hot
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cocksucker....shiitttttt ......can't you get more than that in your
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mouth?"
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Carmen made a little mewing sound around his thick stick and
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shocked the hell out of him by doing a quick deepthroat on him.
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Her lips just kept right on sinking and he felt his cockhead being
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pushed and bent forward to get a little ways down her throat. Just
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as quickly she drew her mouth off of him and smiled devilishly as
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she kept jacking him.
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"Does that answer your question?" she said and gave the
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underside of his shaft a long slow lick from the bottom to the
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glans. With her mouth back on top, she started sucking and
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jacking him again.
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Jonas was going to shoot soon, he just couldn't hold back. He
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imagined himself just letting go....imagined her pulling off and his
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cum flying all over his lap and on his shirt....oh, Christ! the shirt!
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He couldn't go home with a cum-stained shirt!
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"Wait!" he gasp, as he tried to sit up and begin unbuttoning his
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shirt from the bottom. Carmen took her mouth off his ready-to-pop
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prick. "This is the only shirt I brought."
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Carmen brushed his hands away and said, "Don't
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worry....Carmen's not going to let anything get on your
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shirt.....ooooo, come in my mouth and I'll swallow every drop!" Her
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hand strongly milked his organ again.
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"All right, baby, get your mouth over it and I'll blow the back of
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your head off!" Jonas halfway kidded her. This sexpot was going to
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make him shoot his nuts through his dick.
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She took him in her mouth again and swallowed him to the
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back of her throat in a long slow descent, moving her head up
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against his stomach to get the proper angle. Jonas felt her hand
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cup his balls and lightly squeezed them. Jonas just had to come
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for his voracious cocksucking slut. It was everything he'd
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dreamed.... just having sex for the sake of having sex, no strings,
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no commitments.
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"Carmen, get ready!......Here it comes, baby," he warned her
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unnecessarily.
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He felt her lips slide back up to just underneath the rim of his
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crown and her hand started jacking him and he just let go. Three
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days worth of his cum shot up into Carmen's skillful mouth and
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she just kept right on jacking, both of them moaning in his
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brother's bedroom.
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"AAAAGGGHHHHH!" Jonas shuddered as his brother's latest
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talent swallowed all he could give her. He could feel her concave
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cheeks mold themselves around his trembling shaft as she
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sucked him off. He thought he'd never stop coming; it was like he
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was supercharged or had thrown the switch to a reserve cum tank.
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His nuts actually hurt when he was through.
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He came out of his post-sex stupor to find Carmen licking her
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lips over his slick dick tip. She gave him a knowing look and
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milked another drop of pearly discharge out of his pisshole with a
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strong tug on his deflating dick. Her tongue lapped it up like a
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white chocolate treat.
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"Oh, shit...that was.....mind-blowing," Jonas complimented her.
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She kissed the bottom of his wilting wand and said, "I might
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have to skip lunch, you devil....hold this for me." Jonas held his
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dick up off his shirt as she walked in the bathroom and came back
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with a washcloth which she handed to him. She leaned down and
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gave him a quick kiss.
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"I'm gonna take a quick shower....tell Lance he better change,
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I'm not gonna be long." She headed for the bathroom and Jonas
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mopped up his crotch as he watched her ass jiggle out of sight.
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'Can you believe this shit?!' he thought to himself as he pulled
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his pants back up. 'Fuck, what a little sex doll...so at ease with
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the whole thing...hi, how are ya....come in my mouth!'
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He went down the stairs feeling particularly light on his feet and
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found Lance sitting on the couch in the livingroom.
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"Did I tell you?...did I tell you?" he said bounding off the couch
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and punching Jonas in the arm. Lance seemed as excited as
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Jonas had been upstairs.
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"Lance, how you are able to still walk is beyond me," Jonas
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said, feigning exhaustion as he sat in a chair. "Where the hell did
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you find her?"
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"Yeah, she's a ballbuster, all right.....I met her at one of those
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parties I told you about. Some guy flew her up from Puerto Rico for
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this party...and I took her home," Lance said proudly.
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"This guy didn't have a problem with that?"
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"Who knows? Hell, the guy was doing two blondes last time I
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saw him."
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"You're talking an orgy, right?"
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"I don't know any other word to describe it, Jonas...bodies going
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at it right and left."
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Jonas had to find a women to take to those parties. Lance had
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said they were strictly a couples thing...no singles were allowed.
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He'd hire a girl if he had to.... the problem would be keeping it from
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getting back to Stella. Well, he'd think about that later.
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"Carmen said you should change. She's taking a quick shower."
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"Great.....welcome to the swinging world, my brother," Lance
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said, slapping him on the shoulder before running upstairs.
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They went to eat lunch at Giordino's, an out-of-the-way Italian
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place. Carmen turned a lot of heads in a tight white miniskirt with
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a bippy top that left her stomach bare and white, heeled boots that
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came up almost to her knees; she sure knew how to package
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herself. They got a booth in the back and Carmen made a point to
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sit real close to Jonas.
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They ordered some drinks and Carmen rubbed his leg while they
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waited for them to arrive.
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"So, Carmen, tell me about yourself," Jonas said, openly looking
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down her top.
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"Well, I liked sucking you off earlier," she said and they all
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laughed at her little declaration.
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"I was thinking a little further back than that," Jonas said,
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"Where did you grow up?"
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"In Panama."
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"Really?!"
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"Yes, my father was an exporter, an Italian, coincidentally. My
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mother was Brazilian."
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"Brazil..... I knew you had some Latin blood. I bet your mother
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was a beautiful woman.... to have such a beautiful daughter."
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"Lance, why can't you say such sweet things?" she teased his
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brother as the waiter arrived with their drinks.
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"Jonas has always had the silver tongue," Lance conceded. "I
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got the good looks."
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"From where I'm sitting, you both look good to me," Carmen
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said, raising her drink in toast.
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"Well, at least we got that out of the way. We're all good
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looking." Jonas said laughingly as the waiter came back.
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"Are you ready to order? An appetizer, perhaps?" he inquired.
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"Yes," Carmen said, "these two strong men will each have an
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order of oysters on the halfshell. That'll be all."
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The waiter went away smiling.
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"You believe in that oyster stuff, Jonas?" Lance asked, looking
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at Carmen.
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"I'll take any help I can get."
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"I think you are understating your capabilities," Carmen said, her
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hand flirting with his crouch again. Jonas took her hand in his to
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keep it from causing any more commotion.
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"Are you always like this?" he asked Carmen.
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"Always," Carmen promised.
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"Carmen, tell Jonas how you got into swinging," Lance said
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sipping his drink. "You'll love this, Jonas." Jonas gave Carmen his
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full attention.
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"I was living in Panama and wanted desperately to get out. So I
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|
got a job on a cruise ship; they used to dock at Colon. The job
|
|
was shit, housekeeping stuff but I knew the ship traveled to Florida
|
|
and all along the Mexican coast and it was exciting to see other
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|
parts of the world. So, we dock in Miami and take on a new group
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of passengers. I worked the early morning and afternoons, so my
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evenings were my own. One evening I got tired of sitting around
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and I put on my best dress and went walking up on deck.
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Anyway, I met this couple that was in one of the rooms I cleaned,
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the Jordans, and they invited me back to their room, to give me a
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gift for the fine job I'd done. Well....when we got to their room, I
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soon found out they were swingers."
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"The plot thickens," Jonas said, giving her hand a squeeze.
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"We had a wild night. They were so open about it and very
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attentive to my needs, if you know what I mean." Carmen said
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wickedly.
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"The two spent all night taking turns with her," Lance chimed in,
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dropping his voice a bit. The nearest other patrons were two
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booths down. He continued painting the picture for Jonas. "The
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wife does her first...Carmen's first female lover...and then the
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husband climbs on, does his business...then the wife goes down
|
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on her, cleans things up....let's Carmen get a little practice in,"
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Lance wiggled his tongue at Carmen and Jonas got the picture,
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"then the husband's ready to go again..."
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"I think he gets the picture," Carmen purred.
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"Yeah, well, tell him the rest," Lance said, draining his drink.
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"So, work the next morning was hell, I think I'd gotten about an
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|
hour's sleep. The next night I just slept in. I'm cleaning the
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swinger's cabin the following morning and the wife comes back
|
|
and asks me to join them again that night. She didn't have to do
|
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much of a sale job...I was certainly up for it."
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"Sounds like the Jordans had a hell of a good cruise," Jonas
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said, getting turned on by the scene Carmen was painting.
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"So I'm back in their cabin," Carmen continued, "right after
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dinner, and we're getting into it and the guy tells me they aren't the
|
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only swingers on board...the whole hallway had been booked by a
|
|
swinging club! So Mr. Jordan gets on the phone and other
|
|
couples start showing up and .... clothes start coming off."
|
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Carmen steered his hand onto her bare knee and covered it with
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her hand.
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"There I was, a sixteen year old 'native' girl.....the men were
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lined up to three to four deep. I was the flavor of the night....after
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that, I was hooked. I just fell right into the whole hedonistic
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lifestyle."
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"Is that a story or what?!" Lance said and crunched some ice
|
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between his teeth. Jonas had to admit that it was; his trousers
|
|
were tented up again.
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"So how did you get into the US?" he asked, massaging her leg.
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"The Jordans sponsored me. Filled out all the forms, told the
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nice immigration people that they just wanted to help me get a
|
|
start, help me get an education......when all they really wanted
|
|
was to fuck my brains out......mmmmmm, those were some good
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|
years."
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The waiter came back with the two orders of oysters, breaking
|
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the erotic spell Carmen had weaved over him.
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"Eat up, boys," Carmen giggled as she twirled her hair.
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An hour and a half later, they were back at Lance's condo.
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Lance opened the door and deactivated the security system as
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Carmen led Jonas back upstairs. They were all pretty well horny
|
|
from the ride back; Carmen, sitting in the passenger seat, had
|
|
been busy with her hand in Jonas's lap while Lance had scooted
|
|
up behind her seat to drape a hand down her top. All a result of
|
|
more Carmen stories during lunch.
|
|
"Unzip me," Carmen said when they were in the bedroom,
|
|
keeping her back to Jonas as she shook her ass at him. He
|
|
quickly unzipped her tight skirt and slid it down her legs, exposing
|
|
the thin straps of her thong panties and her gorgeous, soft butt.
|
|
Jonas turned his palms away from himself and pressed them into
|
|
her downy derriere, digging his fingers in and lifting her up slightly.
|
|
"That's the spirit, Jonas," Carmen said, spinning in front of him
|
|
and whipping her top open, holding it out like a pair of wings. "Feel
|
|
these, baby."
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|
He grabbed her high-riding knockers and squeezed them
|
|
together, using his thumbs to rub her stiff nipples. Carmen pulled
|
|
her top off her shoulders and let it drop behind her before moving
|
|
against him, bringing her arms up around his neck as he
|
|
continued to play with her tanned tits. He could tell she wanted to
|
|
be kissed and he lowered his face to hers. Carmen kissed like she
|
|
gave head - real well. Her tongue was in his mouth like a shot as
|
|
he let his hands drop down her sides and pulled her against him.
|
|
"Save some for me, Jonesy," he heard Lance say and he broke
|
|
their kiss to look over at his brother, who had his shirt off and was
|
|
unbuttoning his jeans. Carmen had made them promise they
|
|
would both fuck her together when they got back...the idea of
|
|
doing two brothers turned her on.
|
|
"I'm more than you two can handle!" Carmen challenged them
|
|
as she pushed herself away from him and flopped back on the
|
|
bed, scooting to the middle of the king-size spread, the heels of
|
|
her boots digging into the cover. Apparently she was going to
|
|
leave them on.
|
|
Jonas began to take his pants off as Carmen let her legs flop
|
|
open. The small cloth of her thong hid her charms but he could
|
|
see she kept herself neatly trimmed. He lay his pants carefully
|
|
over a chair and turned back to find she had bunched the material
|
|
of the thong with her right hand, reshaping it into what amounted
|
|
to a large piece of dental floss. Jonas could now see she had
|
|
trimmed her muff in a narrow, three-inch strip that terminated in
|
|
the top folds of her sex, right around the hood of her clitoris. She
|
|
began pulling the cloth through her pussy lips as she eyed the
|
|
progress of their disrobement.
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From chilipeelr@aol.com Fri Jul 04 16:35:23 1997
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Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
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Subject: Chili Repost: The Swing Man - Part 2 (swinging)
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From: chilipeelr@aol.com (ChiliPeelr)
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Date: 4 Jul 1997 21:35:23 GMT
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*********************************************************************
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THE FOLLOWING STORY CONTAINS GRAPHIC LANGUAGE
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AND DESCRIPTIONS OF SEXUAL ACTIVITIES. THIS MATERIAL
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IS DISTRIBUTED "FOR ADULTS ONLY" AND POSSESSION BY
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A MINOR IS STRICTLY FORBIDDEN. IF YOU ARE UNDER 18
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YEARS OF AGE - GO FIND SOMETHING ELSE TO READ.
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********************************************************************
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The Swing Man by Chili Peeler (chilipeelr@aol.com)
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Part 2
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Lance won the race and Jonas watched him walk to the bed as
|
|
he removed his dress shirt. Lance had him on body definition; he
|
|
was an avid weightlifter. But Jonas was glad to see that in other
|
|
areas, he would still hold the title of 'Big' brother.
|
|
"Carmen, you look like you're ready to get fucked," Lance said
|
|
as he crawled on the bed beside her. Lance sort of draped himself
|
|
over half of her body, his left leg sliding over hers and his hand
|
|
grabbing a big round boob as he buried his head in her neck.
|
|
"MMmmmm, come on, Jonas," Carmen encouraged him, "I can't
|
|
wait to feel both of you on me." She turned her head and began
|
|
kissing Lance with lots of tongue. Damned if he was not going to
|
|
make her wish come true.
|
|
'Here goes nothing,' he thought as he pulled his underwear off
|
|
and crawled on the bed, moving his body along her other side.
|
|
Carmen broke her kiss with Lance and turned her face and gave
|
|
her mouth to him. She didn't try to kiss him, just moved her parted
|
|
lips tantalizing close to his and waited for him to complete the
|
|
contact. He began Frenching her as he lay his right hand on her
|
|
craning neck. As their lips fought for supremacy, he let his hand
|
|
slide down and palmed her firm right tit. He felt Lance's hand doing
|
|
the same to her left tit and he broke his kiss with Carmen to look
|
|
down at her sandwiched body.
|
|
"Oooooo...you guys know how to treat a girl," Carmen cooed as
|
|
Lance began sucking on her left tit and Jonas threw his leg over
|
|
hers to rub his erection into her thigh. The back of his shin rubbed
|
|
on her leather boot and it felt very exotic. He was going to enjoy
|
|
feeling them wrapped around his ass when he fucked her.
|
|
Lance raised his face from her succulent teat and they shared a
|
|
quick grin.
|
|
"Spread your legs wide, baby," Lance suggested and Carmen
|
|
instantly complied, her leg sliding underneath Jonas's on the right.
|
|
Now she was between both of them, raised up on her elbows and
|
|
watching as Lance began diddling her moist sex folds.
|
|
"How's that pussy feel?" Jonas asked Lance, eyeing it himself
|
|
as Lance's fingers played among the somewhat darker colored lips
|
|
surrounding the pink lining of Carmen's love hollow.
|
|
"Feel for yourself," Carmen proposed and Jonas took her up on
|
|
the suggestion. He slid his right hand down her flat tummy and
|
|
teased her muff strip a few seconds before sliding his fingers down
|
|
around the upper fold of flesh that he knew covered her clitty. He
|
|
pulled up on it and out popped her pink peak of nerve ends.
|
|
Lance's finger went right on to it as they worked like a team.
|
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Carmen's breath shuddered as Lance rubbed her bud.
|
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"Oooh, yeah.....suck my tits, Jonas!" Carmen requested and he
|
|
leaned his face over her chest and began licking and nursing on
|
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her hard nipples. His wife had small breasts, so the firm mounds
|
|
riding on Carmen's thin torso excited him to no end. His hard-on
|
|
dug into Carmen's hip as the two brother's raised her to an almost
|
|
animalistic state.
|
|
"One of you fuck me!" Carmen gasp finally as Lance's fingers
|
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began slipping in and out of her slick pussyhole. "I need
|
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something big and hard in there, Lance.....you go first, baby."
|
|
Jonas watched, his hand playing with Carmen's firm tits, as
|
|
Lance moved between her splayed thighs. Jonas, for the first time,
|
|
saw Lance's dick at full erection. He gauged him at seven and a
|
|
half inches long and of ordinary thickness. What surprised him
|
|
was how long his scrotum was - his balls were dangling down
|
|
almost six inches! His own sac did not hang anywhere near that
|
|
low.
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"Pull that thong aside, you hot bitch," Lance said with a wicked
|
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smile.
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Carmen used her left hand to pull the thong's material toward her
|
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thigh, baring her slit for Lance's pleasure.
|
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"There it is, baby....fuck it right up in me."
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Jonas moved his leg out of the way as Lance moved over
|
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Carmen and he could tell the moment that Lance's cock slipped
|
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inside her by the expressions on their faces.
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"Ahhhhhh!" Lance grunted as he filled their little hussy's
|
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honeyhole with what she needed.
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"Mmmmmm..mmmmHmmmm...God, give it all to me!"
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"Always, baby," Lance promised as he thrust into her lap, his
|
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black pubes mashing against Carmen's mons. Her manicured
|
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fingers dug into Jonas's forearm as Lance bottomed out in her taut
|
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belly. "Ah, shit...what a nice cunt!....wait 'til you feel this cunt
|
|
around your dick, Jonas."
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"Oooooo, Lance, fuck me hard.....just like last night!" Carmen
|
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encouraged his brother as her left hand wrapped around Lance's
|
|
neck and she ground her crotch up at him.
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"Like this?" Lance said evilly as he gave her a hard, quick thrust
|
|
using maybe three inches of his buried cock in a rabbit punch.
|
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Carmen drew in her breath at the delicious feeling. "Or more like
|
|
this?" Lance slowly drew almost all of his dick from her luscious
|
|
loins and then fired it back up inside her, making her squeal.
|
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"However you want! Just fuck me, make me
|
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come....Mmmmmm....just like that!" she sighed as Lance began
|
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screwing her strongly, falling into a nice pace that made Carmen
|
|
wrap her boots around the back of his knees and fight to remain
|
|
upright on her right elbow.
|
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Jonas had seen enough - he was ready to join in. He moved up
|
|
on his knees by Carmen's face and presented his cock for
|
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sucking.
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"Here you go, Carmen," he said as he slapped the underside of
|
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cockhead on her chin. She opened her eyes and smiled up around
|
|
his manhood as Lance continued to pound her pussy.
|
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She went to work with her mouth, tilting her head and wrapping
|
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her lips around his engorged head, letting Jonas feed her as she
|
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fought to keep her head still under Lance's screw job.
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"Yeah, suck that dick," Jonas hissed as he slid his left hand
|
|
down through Carmen's long silky hair, holding her head still as he
|
|
used his right hand to work more of his stiff dick in the horny girl's
|
|
mouth. He could feel Carmen's darting tongue squirming under his
|
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shaft as she breathed hard through her nose. Looking down, he
|
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watched her lips move up and down his shaft as he slowly humped
|
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into her gorgeous face.
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The Elliot brothers enjoyed their nymphatic lover's mouth and
|
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pussy for another ten minutes, getting Carmen off once in the
|
|
process. Lance's rutting sparked a big orgasm in the lovely
|
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creature's loins and Jonas pulled his cock form her moaning
|
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mouth, letting her vocalize the moment.
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"OOoooooOOOOOOooooooooo...MMMMMmmmm.....EEEEEIIIIE
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EE!" she shrieked as her pussy juices drenched Lance's slowing
|
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screwstick. Jonas jacked his rigid rod, awaiting his turn in
|
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Carmen's saddle, and watched her pull Lance down on her
|
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trembling body.
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After her body had settled down, Lance pulled himself from her
|
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embrace and withdrew his still-hard member from her dewy cleft.
|
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He'd been able to avoid coming in her and he now motioned Jonas
|
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to take a crack at her crack.
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"She's juicy now, Jonesy," Lance boasted as he moved to the
|
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other side of her reclining figure, staying on his knees. Jonas
|
|
watched Carmen's face turn and look up at him, her eyes taking in
|
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his ready-to-rock cock.
|
|
"That was a good warm-up," she said, tongue-in-cheekily, "but
|
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I'm ready for a real fuck!"
|
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"Oh, you little bitch," Lance laughed.
|
|
"Turn over...get on your hands and knees," he told Carmen.
|
|
Smiling, she slowly complied, rolling over on her stomach and
|
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then slowly raising up on all fours, spreading her knees and hands
|
|
wider in preparation.
|
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"I love taking it like this," Carmen said over her shoulder as he
|
|
moved between her boots.
|
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"I'm gonna love giving it to you like this," he said to Carmen and
|
|
then to Lance, "Sloppy seconds never looked so good." He moved
|
|
closer and ran his hands on Carmen's hot ass.
|
|
Her muscular, tone thighs fed right up into a solid, sexy rear
|
|
end. Her cheeks naturally spread enough to show her dark colored
|
|
asshole which glistened with juices that had ran down from her
|
|
pussy when Lance had fucked her. He wondered if she might like
|
|
a little anal sex once in a while; her asshole was clean shaven and
|
|
the skin around it was striated as if from some unnatural
|
|
stretching.
|
|
"Fuck me, Jonas....my pussy feels so empty," Carmen
|
|
encouraged him as her right hand dipped back between her legs to
|
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lewdly open herself. She need not have bothered - her sex was
|
|
still bowed open from Lance's screwing. "Stick that fat cock right
|
|
here!"
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"Yeah, open that pussy for me....Christ, your cunt's fucking
|
|
winking at me, baby!" Jonas declared, enjoying the hot talk that
|
|
Carmen was dishing out. "Feel that!"
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Using his right hand, he ran his dickknob up through her slit,
|
|
rubbing it all over her outer and inner labia. Carmen's fingers
|
|
relinquished their unnecessary pussy spreading duties and she
|
|
reached further back to stroke the underside of his cruising glans,
|
|
which were now coated in her leaking feminine cum. He pushed
|
|
his dick into her exposed palm and her fingers immediately
|
|
wrapped around his girth. Not surprisingly, Carmen guided his
|
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mushroomed head to her open lovehole and pushed back at him,
|
|
working his dick into her own pussymouth, moving her hand back
|
|
in front of her to support her weight.
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|
"Oooooo....that's better," Carmen groaned.
|
|
"She's a cock addict!" Lance announced as he ran a hand under
|
|
her torso. Jonas could see the outer swells of Carmen's full tits on
|
|
either side of her body from his stance directly behind her upthrust
|
|
ass and the swell near Lance moved further out as his hand
|
|
groped it.
|
|
"Fuck this," Jonas muttered, tired of build-up and anxious to feel
|
|
the exotic Carmen's cunt walls smothering his prick. Gripping her
|
|
hips tightly, he pushed six inches of cock deep in Carmen's
|
|
waiting womb. It was nice and tight, even after Lance's work.
|
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"AAHhhhhhhh!" he chortled as Carmen instinctively leaned
|
|
forward at the wide intrusion. But then she humped back at him,
|
|
taking more dick in her squirmy slot, wiggling her ass wantonly.
|
|
"Jonassssss......God, it feels good!...fuck me...fuck me...fuck
|
|
me!" Carmen whimpered as Jonas began screwing their
|
|
curvaceous Latin swinger. Her interior stretched further and he
|
|
soon was balls-deep in her belly, her round ass socking back
|
|
against his hips as she met his thrusts, skewering herself over
|
|
and over on his plunging prick. "Fuck it deep....mmmmm....
|
|
harder, fuck it hard!" she hotly commanded.
|
|
Jonas slipped his hands around slightly and wedged his hands
|
|
in the junction of Carmen's legs and her belly. He began pulling
|
|
her back and up slightly, in time with his thrusts, sending his
|
|
phallus into her hot liquidy core at slightly different angles.
|
|
"Enjoying that pussy?" Lance asked, slapping him on the
|
|
shoulder with his left hand while his right stroked Carmen's
|
|
straining back.
|
|
"Fuck, yes....uunnnnggg....she's a Grade-A piece of ass!" Jonas
|
|
gasp between gritted teeth as he packed Carmen's squishy quim
|
|
and held himself in her, taking a break to make it last as long as
|
|
possible.
|
|
In point of fact, Jonas was ecstatic. A woman as hot as Carmen
|
|
would normally cost a pretty penny through an escort service and
|
|
he'd never gotten one with the sexual desires that Carmen had.
|
|
This woman was one to be cherished and put on a pedestal....and
|
|
then taken down and fucked 'til your balls shriveled up.
|
|
"This one may be too much for us," Lance joked as he moved
|
|
around in front of Carmen's crouched form. "Carmen, you think you
|
|
can find something to do with this?" He was obviously referring to
|
|
his hard dick but Jonas couldn't see through Carmen's head.
|
|
"Oh, I think I so!" Carmen said seductively and Lance edged
|
|
closer.
|
|
Then Lance's face took on a very contented expression as he
|
|
saw Carmen's head began to bob.
|
|
"That's good...very good!" Lance sighed. "You suck and Jonesy
|
|
will fuck, eh, bro!"
|
|
"Let's give the lady what she wants!" Jonas smiled and began
|
|
screwing Carmen again. The three of them built up a nice rhythm -
|
|
Jonas shafting Carmen's clutching cunt, rocking her body back
|
|
and forth, making her lips slip and slide on the mouthful of cock
|
|
she was servicing. It was a hot old time and soon they were all
|
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grunting and groaning.
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Jonas looked down and watched her sweet ass shudder when
|
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he banged against it. Leaning a little further back, he gazed down
|
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at his pumping manhood as it plied into her bulging labia.
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'What a sweet sight!' Jonas thought. Right above it was her
|
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asshole and he could see it clenching and unclenching. Intrigued,
|
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he slid his hands back up on Carmen's ass, letting his thumbs
|
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slide into the cleft of her firm cheeks. Carmen had two holes
|
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filled...he'd see how she felt about the third.
|
|
"Mmmmphhffhh....mmmMMMMM!" he heard Carmen moan
|
|
around his brother's dick as he first rimmed her puckered orifice
|
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and then pressed his thumb right through her sphincter. Her ass-
|
|
ring clamped down on his thumb and she undulated her ass,
|
|
maybe in encouragement.
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"Whhoooaaa....what the hell you doin' back there, Jonas? You
|
|
got her sucking me like a hurricane!" Lance gasp as he gathered
|
|
Carmen's long hair in his hands and held it above her head like a
|
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rein. "Come on, baby... do it all.....open that throat for ole
|
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Lancey...aaaaaahhhhh!"
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Jonas saw Carmen's face mash into Lance's belly as she
|
|
swallowed his length like a pro. He began fucking her pussy hard
|
|
as he twisted his thumb around in her shitter. He was definitely in
|
|
the homestretch.
|
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"MMMmmmMMMPPPFFFFWWWOOOOOO!" Carmen began
|
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to raise Cain as she burst into another orgasm. Her pussy
|
|
convulsed around his cock and he fought to keep her ass steady
|
|
as he felt his own peak rising. Lance cried out and Jonas saw his
|
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brother's chest go rigid. Carmen was getting a throatful of cum and
|
|
Jonas was right behind Lance.
|
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"GGGGGGAAAAA!" he groaned as he let loose in Carmen's
|
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cooze. All the cum his balls had produced since Carmen's
|
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delightful blowjob, now careened into Carmen's velvety hole. Each
|
|
spurt, slow though they were, was like white hot lightning going
|
|
through his nervous system.
|
|
It ended all to soon.
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He opened his eyes to see Lance fall back against the
|
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headboard, his glistening peter flopping on his thigh. He gave
|
|
Carmen a push and she fell forward on the bed, his dick slipping
|
|
out of her well-fucked hole with a loud slurp. He sat back on his
|
|
haunches and watched Carmen snake a hand back to feel her
|
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sloppy sex.
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"Well," Lance said, "I think that went rather well."
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Later, Jonas walked out to his car in the fading afternoon.
|
|
He had to start for home; he really should have left sooner but
|
|
he'd just had to enjoy Carmen on more time. After an hour of
|
|
relaxing and renewed groping, he'd taken Carmen in for a very
|
|
stimulating shower. The precious girl had been able to coax some
|
|
more cum out his balls with that skillful mouth of hers.
|
|
Lance had said he'd be in touch about the next swinging party.
|
|
That was going to be a tricky thing; slipping away for a workday
|
|
was easy but Lance said the parties usually occurred on the
|
|
weekends and at night.
|
|
Not so easy to explain an absence like that; he could try it, lie
|
|
about where he was but if his wife tried to contact him......maybe
|
|
just tell her to call him on his cellular phone. That might work...say
|
|
you're going to some city...forget to leave the hotel
|
|
name....possibly.
|
|
The only other problem would be finding a date to
|
|
bring....someone that wouldn't mind banging strangers at a party.
|
|
Not so easy but he knew people that could find someone for the
|
|
right price; Heidi Fleiss hadn't cornered the market by any means.
|
|
He'd think things through on the drive home. He was definitely
|
|
going to find a way to continue swinging.
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|
|
|
|
|
Jonas arrived home around 7 o'clock in the evening. That was
|
|
certainly not unusual; his wife was used to the long hours he
|
|
worked. He pulled his Lexus into the carport of their home and
|
|
walked into the house.
|
|
"Stella," he called as he walked toward the kitchen. He wanted
|
|
to say hello like he usually did. Just give her a quick peck and ask
|
|
how her day was. He wasn't nervous; he'd come home to her
|
|
many a time after being his another women.
|
|
The kitchen was empty and there was no smell of any dinner
|
|
underway or any having been cooked before.
|
|
"Stella!" he called again as he walked upstairs. Still, no answer.
|
|
Her car was outside, so she had to be there somewhere. Their
|
|
daughter, Nikki, wasn't home; she was away on a trip with her
|
|
best friend.
|
|
He and Stella were more than a little worried about Nikki. She'd
|
|
dropped out of college to 'find herself' and the search had been
|
|
going on for almost a year. Stella said to give her more time but he
|
|
was beginning to think he should lay down the law.
|
|
He went into their bedroom to find it empty. Apparently, his wife
|
|
was out somewhere. Maybe someone had picked her up.
|
|
Probably out shopping with one of her friends.
|
|
He walked into the dressing room that led to the bathroom area,
|
|
thinking he take the opportunity to unload the things he'd taken to
|
|
Lance's from his briefcase.
|
|
He immediately saw that something was amiss. Several of her
|
|
drawers were hanging open. He investigated further and found that
|
|
there was a suitcase missing.
|
|
"Oh boy...this does not look good," he muttered as he walked
|
|
into the bathroom and turned on the light. His fear was answered
|
|
when he saw the message scrawled on the mirror in lipstick.
|
|
BASTARD!
|
|
|
|
Turns out, Stella had not trusted him after he'd tried to convince
|
|
her to broaden her sexual horizons. Maybe if he'd waited longer
|
|
before going out to Lance's, Stella mistrust might have waned with
|
|
time. She might have called off the dogs.
|
|
Fearing that he was going to stray, she'd hired a private
|
|
detective to tail him. The son of a bitch had followed him out to the
|
|
desert that day. That, in and of itself, wasn't enough to ruin him.
|
|
The pictures the guy had taken of Carmen outside Lance's condo
|
|
and at Giordino's were damning. Carmen hugging him as they left
|
|
the condo, Carmen sitting near him in the booth, and the coup de
|
|
grace, a picture of Carmen grabbing his butt as they walked back
|
|
into the condo after lunch.
|
|
Armed with those, the detective had called Stella on the way
|
|
back and given her the bad news. Stella had called a friend
|
|
because she didn't think she could drive herself being as upset as
|
|
she was.
|
|
Jonas started calling her friends and the second one icily told
|
|
him that Stella was staying with her and her attorney would
|
|
contact him in the morning. Click!
|
|
Jonas thought about it that night and tried to put a positive spin
|
|
on the whole thing. He was going to lose a lot of money and he'd
|
|
probably be alienated from his daughter but at least, once the
|
|
divorce was final, he would be free. Free to do whatever and
|
|
whoever he wanted.
|
|
The next morning, he went to work. He phoned Lance and told
|
|
him what he knew at the time which was that Stella had obviously
|
|
found out. Lance tried to apologize but Jonas said there was no
|
|
need; he was a big boy and would take his lumps.
|
|
Stella's attorney phoned him, told him about the pictures they
|
|
had. Jonas was up front about things and said he wanted Stella to
|
|
be happy. The attorney said Stella would like to return to 'her'
|
|
home but she did not want him there. Jonas said he would be
|
|
amenable to clearing out and moving into the beach house out at
|
|
Malibu if that was agreeable to Stella. The beach house had been
|
|
her father's but she didn't like the beach, so she rarely went out
|
|
there. The attorney said he would run that by Stella and get back
|
|
to him.
|
|
Jonas left his office around 2 p.m. after receiving word that the
|
|
beach house could be his new residence for awhile. He went home
|
|
and packed a few bags and filled the back seat with about twenty
|
|
of his business suits.
|
|
He left Stella a note, apologizing for his indiscretion and
|
|
promising to be very fair in their settlement. He also wrote a note
|
|
to his daughter and put that in her room; it would be his first
|
|
attempt at damage control.
|
|
'Poor kid's going to think I'm a monster after Stella sinks her
|
|
claws in her,' Jonas thought as he drove to the beach house. 'How
|
|
can Nikki understand what I want .... sweet kid like that.'
|
|
|
|
*********************
|
|
|
|
"Sorry, you're not what we're looking for," Nikki Elliot informed
|
|
the last guy that had approached them. The bar at Big Bear was
|
|
full of clean cut tourists and locals. She and Tori were looking for
|
|
someone a little rougher that evening. Tonight was the last night of
|
|
their little vacation and they were ready to let their hair done.
|
|
They were getting a lot of attention because they were two
|
|
young women dressed rather provocatively. Nikki was wearing a
|
|
pair of tight jeans and a halter top. She knew men loved her body -
|
|
5' 6" tall, long brunette hair which she wore pinned up most of the
|
|
time, 34B-23-33 figure with a stomach that just naturally looked
|
|
ripped, and face that had won her Homecoming Queen honors at
|
|
Brentwood High.
|
|
"That guy didn't have a clue," Tori said, lighting another
|
|
cigarette.
|
|
Nikki smiled at the transformation in Tori. Back when they'd
|
|
been friends in high school, Tori had been an ugly duckling. Nikki
|
|
had she had become friends and sort of fed off each other; Tori got
|
|
to be around the boys that flocked to Nikki and Nikki never had
|
|
any competition from Tori.
|
|
But over the last year, Tori had come of age. She'd cut her
|
|
blondish hair short and her bosom had grown out nicely. Her face
|
|
wasn't overly attractive but the tight T-shirt over her bra-less 34C
|
|
tits kept men's eyes lower.
|
|
"Now be nice," Nikki kidded, "Your parents would have liked
|
|
him." They laughed at the idea.
|
|
"Hey, look at that guy," Tori said.
|
|
Nikki saw a guy at the bar that was a definite possibility.
|
|
Longish, unkempt red-brown hair, wearing an Army jacket.
|
|
"Go ask him," Nikki said and Tori got up and sauntered over to
|
|
the bar. Tori struck up a conversation with the guy. Nikki saw him
|
|
appraising Tori's stuffed T-shirt and he bought her a drink. Tori
|
|
leaned into him and whispered something. The guy looked around
|
|
and then shook his head in the affirmative.
|
|
'Looks like things are looking up,' Nikki thought and watched
|
|
Tori continue to work the guy. She leaned into him again,
|
|
whispering more stuff in his ear as he lightly traced his fingers
|
|
against the side of her breast. Tori leaned back and the guy asked
|
|
her something. Tori pointed Nikki out to the guy and she saw him
|
|
smile at the proposition she had just put to him.
|
|
Nikki leaned back in her chair as Tori brought the guy over to
|
|
their table.
|
|
"Nikki, meet Eric," Tori said sitting down in her chair.
|
|
"Hi, Eric," Nikki said sweetly as Eric pulled a chair up to their
|
|
table, spun it around backwards and sat down on it. "Did Tori
|
|
explain things?"
|
|
"Yeah, she sure did," Eric said, "It's the best offer I've had all
|
|
day.... you want to hang out here for awhile."
|
|
"No, we can take off. Once we're outside, we'll need to sample a
|
|
little."
|
|
"That's cool. Let's go."
|
|
The three of them went outside and Nikki led them to a dark part
|
|
of the parking lot. Standing behind a car, out of sight from the bar
|
|
entrance, Eric reached into his coat and pulled out a small smoky-
|
|
blue glass bottle.
|
|
"I think you'll like this stuff, it's strong," Eric promised as he
|
|
unscrewed the cap. Nikki's hand materialized with a small utensil
|
|
and he let her dip it into the bottle. She put the tiny spoon to her
|
|
nose and sniffed strongly. The cool burst of cocaine numbed her
|
|
nostril and she blinked several times.
|
|
"That is good," she told Tori. "Try some."
|
|
Tori took the spoon and did the same thing.
|
|
"We O.K.?" Eric asked expectantly as he put the bottle away.
|
|
"Yeah, if you got more," Nikki promised.
|
|
Eric reached into the opposite pocket and another bottle was
|
|
shown to the two girls.
|
|
"All right, follow us in your car ... we got a room down the road."
|
|
Nikki and Tori walked over to Nikki's BMW and soon they were
|
|
driving through Big Bear with Eric's Trans Am close behind.
|
|
|
|
Alpine Motor Lodge was a long, one story motel with a gravel
|
|
parking lot; not the most elegant place in Big Bear but the sheets
|
|
were clean. The BMW and Trans Am pulled up at the end of the
|
|
building and the three of them went inside. The curtains were
|
|
pulled tight to give them privacy.
|
|
The room had two single size beds separated by an end table.
|
|
An old TV sat on a stand in the corner and there was cooler sitting
|
|
on a desk.
|
|
"Nice place," Eric said facetiously. He pulled off his Army jacket
|
|
and displayed a nice pair of biceps and a white tanktop.
|
|
"Forgetting something?" Nikki asked, holding out her hand.
|
|
"Oh yeah," Eric said sheepishly and he tossed her the bottle.
|
|
Nikki took it over to an open suitcase on the floor and dropped it
|
|
on top of the clothes inside as she heard Tori offer him a beer.
|
|
"Sure."
|
|
Nikki watched Tori fish in the cooler and then she handed him a
|
|
Coors. Eric threw his coat on the desk and walked over and
|
|
slumped down on one of the beds. Popping the can, he watched
|
|
Tori kick off her clogs.
|
|
"I don't get it," Eric said as Tori walked toward him and stood
|
|
between the beds looking down at him. "You girls obviously got
|
|
money. Why don't you just buy the shit?"
|
|
Nikki came up behind Tori and put her arms around her
|
|
stomach, laying her chin on Tori's shoulder. Tori was only 5' 5", so
|
|
looking over her at Eric was easy.
|
|
"It's not about the money," Nikki said as she began pulling Tori's
|
|
T-shirt out of her jeans, "We just like to be watched..the coke's
|
|
just your ticket."
|
|
Nikki kissed Tori's neck, watching Eric watching them, as she
|
|
ran her right hand up under Tori's shirt, up to cup a palm full of her
|
|
best friend's tit.
|
|
Eric was the third guy they had brought back to the motel during
|
|
the week. It was probably not the smartest thing to do since they
|
|
were all alone with a stranger each time but it was so damn
|
|
thrilling to do sexy stuff with each other and watch the guy's
|
|
reaction. It was sort of a power trip.
|
|
Nikki had turned Tori onto lesbianism during summer break
|
|
freshman year. They had gone to different colleges but they got
|
|
together all summer to get a little crazy. Nikki, who was always up
|
|
for fun, had fallen in with some lesbian girls at college and Tori had
|
|
become pretty cute that summer and before she knew it she had
|
|
Tori in bed.
|
|
Partying that summer had been a gas; if none of the guys met
|
|
their muster, they'd just eat each others pussies 'til the cows
|
|
came home.
|
|
Then, there was that night at a party where both of them wanted
|
|
the same guy. Nikki had broken the stalemate by suggesting they
|
|
both share him. The guy had certainly been up for it and they'd
|
|
found an empty bedroom.
|
|
Early on in things, Nikki had started making out with Tori, sure
|
|
that the guy would jump in somewhere. But he'd gotten so damn
|
|
excited watching them that he'd shot his wad on their entangled
|
|
forms and been useless after that.
|
|
Having someone watch them had been a turn-on, so they'd set
|
|
their sights on doing it once in awhile. That had been two years
|
|
ago and they were still going at it. Tonight it was Eric's turn.
|
|
"Mmmmmm," Tori purred as she raised both hands back behind
|
|
her head, her right hand encircling Nikki's head. Nikki ran her right
|
|
hand down off Tori's chest and used both hands to pull Tori's shirt
|
|
up under her armpits, exposing Tori's boobs to Eric's hungry gaze.
|
|
Nikki cupped both of Tori's titties with her hands and swirled her
|
|
palms on her nipples, feeling them stiffen into pencil-thick nubs.
|
|
Tori began to do a slow swaying motion with her hips, arching
|
|
her back slightly. Nikki knew Tori was all hers now; once they
|
|
began their little shows, Tori was like putty in her hands. Nikki ran
|
|
her right hand down Tori's oscillating belly and shoved it down the
|
|
front of her jeans, her fingers sliding under the elastic band of her
|
|
panties.
|
|
When Nikki's fingertips reached Tori's intimate area, Tori lost her
|
|
composure. She dropped her arms quickly and made a grab for
|
|
Nikki's bold hand, an excited exhaling of air escaping her like she
|
|
was being tickled.
|
|
Nikki let Tori pull her hand from her panties and then Tori spun
|
|
to face her. Tori's eyes were flashing with excitement as they
|
|
wrapped their hands around each other's asses.
|
|
Nikki dropped her face and their mouths joined in a tight liplock,
|
|
then dissolved into loving nibbles as Nikki moved her hands
|
|
between them and worked on Tori's jeans. Quick as a flash, she
|
|
had the button-fly undone all the way down.
|
|
"Mmmmm, Nikki," Tori sighed as she began pulling down her
|
|
jeans and moving her mouth down her chin, then onto her bunched
|
|
T-shirt. Nikki could feel body heat through the soft material. Nikki's
|
|
face went lower on her friend's body, her lips dragging across
|
|
Tori's warm titflesh as Nikki lowered her body further on bent
|
|
knees. The jeans cleared Tori's bubble-butt and fell down around
|
|
her knees.
|
|
"Yesssss, oh, oh, oh," Tori gasp as lips slid down her stomach.
|
|
Nikki hoped Eric was enjoying the little show as much as they
|
|
were. She hooked her fingers in the top of Tori's panties and pulled
|
|
them down, baring Tori's cheeks to Eric and her puffy pussy to her
|
|
own gaze. Tori's sex was like a pair of small pillows between
|
|
which were pinkish flaps that opened like blossoms.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
From chilipeelr@aol.com Fri Jul 04 16:36:53 1997
|
|
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
|
|
Subject: Chili Repost: The Swing Man - Part 3 (swinging, voy)
|
|
From: chilipeelr@aol.com (ChiliPeelr)
|
|
Date: 4 Jul 1997 21:36:53 GMT
|
|
|
|
*********************************************************************
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THE FOLLOWING STORY CONTAINS GRAPHIC LANGUAGE
|
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AND DESCRIPTIONS OF SEXUAL ACTIVITIES. THIS MATERIAL
|
|
IS DISTRIBUTED "FOR ADULTS ONLY" AND POSSESSION BY
|
|
A MINOR IS STRICTLY FORBIDDEN. IF YOU ARE UNDER 18
|
|
YEARS OF AGE - GO FIND SOMETHING ELSE TO READ.
|
|
********************************************************************
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|
|
|
The Swing Man by Chili Peeler (chilipeelr@aol.com)
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|
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Part 3
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|
|
"Mmmmm, look at that pretty pussy," Nikki purred for Eric's
|
|
benefit. Nikki made a quick swipe across the top flap that hid
|
|
Tori's sensitive clit, her tongue feeling the sparse blonde hairs that
|
|
surrounded the area.
|
|
This position wasn't any good for Eric and Nikki wanted to get
|
|
out of her own clothes. Reluctantly, she rose from her crouch and
|
|
told Tori to sit down on the edge of the vacant bed. She pulled
|
|
Tori's jeans and panties off her shins and cast them away. Her co-
|
|
hort left her legs open, giving their invited voyeur who sat not three
|
|
feet away, a good look. Nikki looked at him as she began to
|
|
unbutton her halter top.
|
|
"Tori's such a bad girl," Nikki said tittilatingly and Eric tore his
|
|
eyes from the beaver he was being flashed. His eyes drank in her
|
|
sloping tits as she pulled her halter top off. Unlike Tori's, which
|
|
welled up in the center of her chest, Nikki's tits sort of spread
|
|
naturally to the sides, seeming to sprout out of her sternum and
|
|
thicken as they dove to the sides.
|
|
"Nice tits," Eric said and he drained his beer. "Let's see the
|
|
rest."
|
|
"You want to see the rest, do ya?" Nikki said, slowly
|
|
unbuttoning her jeans. She could tell that Eric was sorting some
|
|
major wood; his pants were tented almost obscenely.
|
|
"Yeah, trot out some more pussy," Eric said, looking again at
|
|
Tori's tasty twat.
|
|
'This guy's got a nasty streak in him,' Nikki thought. 'I like that!'
|
|
"Let's see what you got, Red?" Tori countered and pulled her T-
|
|
shirt over her head.
|
|
"Sure, babe," Eric said with a smile and he began undoing his
|
|
pants. "I've got something in here I think you little girls are going to
|
|
like."
|
|
Nikki pulled her jeans down and kicked them off. She had gone
|
|
sans panties that evening and she straightened to find Eric holding
|
|
a nice fist of cock - maybe seven inches long and the underside
|
|
was crisscrossed with a system of prominent veins.
|
|
"Oooooo, Nikki! We got ourselves a player," Tori purred.
|
|
"Very nice," Nikki said, falling back on the bed alongside Tori,
|
|
opening her legs in a similar fashion. She ran the fingers of her
|
|
right hand into her curly dark muff and gave Eric a quick wink of
|
|
pink. "When we're through, I want to feel that dick right up here."
|
|
"I'll give it to ya right now!" Eric proposed and began to take off
|
|
his tanktop. Nikki was ready for him; the stripping and
|
|
exhibitionism had her all slickery. Tori, however, steered her back
|
|
onto the script.
|
|
"You heard her, Eric," Tori said, rising to her knees beside
|
|
Nikki's reclining form, running a hand down Nikki's thigh. Nikki
|
|
knew what her friend had in mind. "First, you got to watch."
|
|
"Yeaaahhh," Nikki said, falling back and Tori quickly moved over
|
|
her body in a 69 position. Nikki wrapped her arms around Tori's
|
|
lower back and gazed up at Tori's hovering sex crease as she felt
|
|
Tori's fingers surrounding her own furry slit, pulling it open, letting
|
|
Eric see all of her charms, up close and personal.
|
|
"Look at that pussy," Nikki heard Tori toying with their audience
|
|
member.
|
|
She heard the other bed creaking and clothes rustling. Eric was
|
|
probably stripping the rest of his clothes off. She wished she were
|
|
Tori; it was always so fun to watch the guy squirm.
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"Watch, Eric, watch this," Tori said nastily and Nikki felt her
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tongue, feather-light, begin delving into her pussy folds. Just the
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tip and a little of the underside of Tori's tongue searched through
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her springy pubes as she kept her face above her excited sex, she
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was giving Eric an unobstructed view of the beginning of her
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licking.
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"Mmmmm," Nikki trilled at the delicious feeling and Tori shifted
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her own legs wider, bringing her own pussy down toward Nikki's
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face. Nikki arched upward to meet it, mashing her lips on it's
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length, sucking on it lustfully as her hands rode up to hold Tori's
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butt.
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"OOOoooooo," she heard Tori gasp and then a similar
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smothering sucking was on her own open snatch. Nikki blew hot
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air in Tori's cunt at the electric jolt of Tori's hot cunnilingus and
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then went to work on the hot, oily tissue of her friend's crotch.
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It was a particularly good session, maybe because it was their
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last night. Tori got her off first, which was rare. Nikki flooded Tori's
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tongue and felt her pull away and knew she was letting Eric see
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the juices dripping out of her shuddering, saliva-soaked slit.
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Nikki began fucking Tori with her fingers and sucking on her clit
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and Tori then let go, her crouching body jerking on Nikki's pumping
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fingers.
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When she'd calmed down, Tori climbed off her and stood in front of
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Eric.
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"Ready for me, Eric?" she asked.
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"Look at this and tell what you think." His dick looked painfully
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hard after watching 15 minutes of cuntsucking and feminine
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moaning.
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Tori opened the drawer of the nightstand and pulled out a string
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of rubbers. Nikki saw Eric's face cloud with some disappointment;
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he'd no doubt been looking forward to some bareback riding. Tori
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must have saw the look, too.
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"No glove - no love," she said as she ripped one of the condoms
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off and opened the packet. Nikki got off the bed and walked over to
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the desk, feeling like a cigarette before her turn with Eric. She
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flicked out a Virginia Slim and lit up, turning back to the beds.
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Tori was down on her knees sucking Eric's latex-protected cock
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as he held her head. Nikki was happy for Tori. She'd really come
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out of her shell under her tutelage.
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"Jessuussss! Come on...let's fuck!" Eric pleaded. Tori sort of
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jumped in his lap and before Eric's back had even hit the bed, he
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was fucking his dick up into her squealing girlfriend....
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***************
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Nikki pulled her BMW into Tori's parent's driveway around noon
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the next day and cut the ignition.
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"Back in exciting Brentwood," Tori muttered, opening her door.
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"Hey, come on," Nikki said trying to cheer her up, "It might get
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exciting ....O.J. might kill someone else!"
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"It's just my folks...they're such a drag!"
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"At least you are still going to school....imagine how they'd treat
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you if you told them you were going to drop-out for awhile," Nikki
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said, opening the trunk. Things had been awfully tense when she'd
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dropped that bombshell on her parents.
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Tori's mother came out of the house.
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"Hi, you two! How was your trip?" she said, coming up to hug
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her daughter.
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"Oh, great! Just great," Tori said, giving Nikki a weak smile over
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her mother's shoulder as she slipped into the 'good daughter'
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guise.
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'If her mother only knew!' Nikki thought as she closed the trunk.
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"Good...I think it's so wonderful that you girls have the chance to
|
|
get out and see California. Nikki, you want to come in, dear?"
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"No thanks, Mrs. Sperling. I just want to get home and take a
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nap ....all the driving wears me down." Nikki went to her car door
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|
and opened it, hoping to get away before Mrs. Sperling got on one
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|
of her talking jags.
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"Oh, I know what you mean. We once drove..." Nikki slammed
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her car door and gunned the engine, cutting off Tori's mother in
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mid-sentence. She pulled out into the street and lowered her
|
|
window to wave good-bye to them.
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|
"See you, Tori."
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It was a drive of only 5 or 6 minutes to her own house. She
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pulled up in the long carport and went inside with her bag.
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|
"Mom, I'm back!"
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|
She sat down her bag by the stairway and found her mother in
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the kitchen, sitting at the dining table with a cup of tea.
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|
"Hi, darling," her mother said, not getting up. She was wearing
|
|
her bathrobe and it was almost one in the afternoon. "Have a nice
|
|
trip?"
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|
"Yeah, it was O.K....are you feeling all right?" Her mother would
|
|
wear a housecoat this late if she was ill, maybe.
|
|
"Nikki, sit down.....we have to have a talk."
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|
'Oh shit! I bet she's been snooping around my room,' Nikki
|
|
thought as she sat down. She had a little cocaine up there, hidden
|
|
away good, she had thought. She didn't need her mother coming
|
|
down on her. Or her father.
|
|
"Nikki, your father and I are having some problems. He's moved
|
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out to the beach house."
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Nikki inwardly sighed a breath of relief; at least this talk wasn't
|
|
about her. Her parents had a lot of arguments so she wasn't all
|
|
that concerned about what her mother had told her.
|
|
"I'm sorry to hear that....you're working things out, right?"
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|
"Not this time, Nikki....your father and I are going to be getting a
|
|
divorce."
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|
"God, mother, what brought this on?....Things have been pretty
|
|
quiet around here lately. I thought you guys were O.K." The idea
|
|
of her parents divorcing didn't really blow her away; most of the
|
|
parents in the area had divorced at one time. It was just what
|
|
people were doing.
|
|
"Nikki, I've hid a lot of things from you...about your father. But
|
|
you're 20 now and I'm not going to keep all this from you. Your
|
|
father has been having affairs...for years."
|
|
Nikki wasn't totally surprised by the revelation; her father was
|
|
away from the home a lot and she could see women coming on to
|
|
him. He was a good looking guy for 40-whatever-he-was. She put
|
|
on a sympathetic face as her mother continued.
|
|
"I tried to put on a brave front for you but I have been unhappy for
|
|
a number of years. Your father just didn't seem to care..... I came
|
|
to hate him for that. But while you were gone, he just stooped so
|
|
low that I had to tell him I wanted out."
|
|
"What did he do?" Nikki asked curiously. She couldn't wait to
|
|
hear what her father had done. She might have some ammunition
|
|
against him in their next argument.
|
|
"You're going to hate him too when I tell you....but I don't want
|
|
you to worry. We'll be staying here in the house and he'll have to
|
|
support us and pay for your college when you go back..."
|
|
"Mother, just tell me."
|
|
"He wanted me to go with him and ... be with another couple. He
|
|
wanted me to be with another man, sexually." Nikki's mouth did
|
|
drop open at that. Her mother was talking about wife-
|
|
swapping....major league wild. She saw her father in a new light.
|
|
Her mother wasn't through, "He wanted me to sleep with your
|
|
Uncle Lance."
|
|
'Yoohooooo...' Nikki thought, letting her face show the surprise.
|
|
'Uncle Lance and her father! Jeez...this is wild!' Nikki had always
|
|
had a crush on her uncle. He was in his thirties but he was still
|
|
cool. Wore his hair in a ponytail, drove a motorcycle, had a nice
|
|
bod....there was a lot there for a young girl to long for. And her
|
|
father....he seemed to have the same streak as she had.
|
|
"I can't live with a man that thinks so little about our relationship.
|
|
I'm sorry, baby. He's a ...pervert...and I don't think you should have
|
|
anything else to do with him."
|
|
A pervert...Nikki wouldn't put that label on her father. She'd have
|
|
to categorize herself one also, if that were the case. She'd just
|
|
spent the night fucking a total stranger with her best friend. Any
|
|
deviation from the conventional husband and wife, man-on-top, set-
|
|
up would be perverted to her mother.
|
|
'What was Dad thinking, asking mother something like that?'
|
|
That was the question.
|
|
"Mom, he only just asked you....did he get angry with you? Or
|
|
was it just that he asked you that made you ask for a divorce?"
|
|
There was definitely something missing in the picture.
|
|
"Of course, I was shocked when he asked me...but I know him,
|
|
he wasn't going to let it stop him. I hired an investigator to follow
|
|
your father...and he went out to your uncle's during a workday.
|
|
Sneaking around behind my back again."
|
|
"And you think he...."
|
|
"I know he did. He's not denying it. He couldn't with the pictures
|
|
that were taken." Her mother got up and walked over to pick up a
|
|
file that was laying on the kitchen counter.
|
|
'God, she's gonna show me pictures of Dad.... and Uncle
|
|
Lance,' Nikki thought. She could just imagine some long range
|
|
photos showing actual adultery by her father. It was sort of
|
|
exciting in a weird way.
|
|
Her mother handed her the file and she opened it. There were
|
|
several pictures inside but nothing racy. Only some outdoor shots
|
|
of her father, uncle and a women, all fully clothed. The women did
|
|
look sexy in that outfit; it left little to the imagination. She could
|
|
hardly blame her father for wanting something like that - she
|
|
wouldn't mind something like that!
|
|
"This is a lot to take in right now, Mom," Nikki said, standing,
|
|
"Thanks for being so straight with me. I want you to be happy. If
|
|
that means getting a divorce, then you do it. I'm not going to take
|
|
sides in this .... you're both my parents. Everything's going to be
|
|
O.K." She hugged her mother and excused herself to go up to her
|
|
room and unpack.
|
|
She went upstairs, thinking about the crazy family unit that
|
|
suddenly found herself a part of. It seemed she was no longer the
|
|
sexual black sheep of the family.
|
|
She went into her bedroom and locked the door behind her.
|
|
She'd really have no excuse if her mother tried to open the door
|
|
but she didn't want her coming in when she was unpacking.
|
|
She placed the suitcase on her bed, unzipped it and fished out
|
|
the two small bags of coke. Her bed had posts with round balls on
|
|
the corners and she went to the top one, opposite the door to her
|
|
room, and began unscrewing it. It came off after a few turns and
|
|
she tucked the bags into her secret hiding place.
|
|
With her stash safely hidden, she began to undress. She was
|
|
going to try and catch some sleep despite the bombshell her
|
|
mother had laid on her. It was wild to think her father had been
|
|
committing adultery with her uncle's girlfriend, if that was what she
|
|
was, while she and Tori had been up in Big Bear seeking out
|
|
strangers to shack up with.
|
|
She stripped down to her panties and lay on her bed, not
|
|
bothering to pull down the covers.
|
|
'My father is a wantta-be-wife-swapper ... definitely an adulterer.
|
|
All those talks with him telling me not to sleep around...pretty
|
|
hypocritical,' Nikki thought. She found herself wondering about
|
|
what he, her uncle and that woman had done out in the desert.
|
|
'Did they take her one at a time or did they all three do it at once
|
|
...God, that must be something....to have two men to satisfy.' It
|
|
was something she'd never experienced before, although she had
|
|
thought about it prior to this; the right situation with the right guys
|
|
had never come up. She briefly imagined herself doing it like that
|
|
as she turned on her side, moving her hand under the pillow to
|
|
bring it more under her head.
|
|
There was something under the pillow. She sat up and lifted the
|
|
pillow and saw an envelope with her name on it. Her name was
|
|
written in her father's handwriting.
|
|
Nikki knew he had hid it under her pillow to avoid her mother
|
|
finding out. She picked up the envelope and opened it. There was
|
|
a letter inside and she began reading it.
|
|
|
|
"Nikki,
|
|
Your mother has probably already talked with you about what is
|
|
happening but, in case she has not, I will try to explain.
|
|
Over the years, your mother and I have grown apart, or more
|
|
accurately, I have grown away from her. I have been restless for a
|
|
number of years with a feeling that I can not explain.
|
|
I have not been faithful to your mother. Not to hurt her, which it
|
|
most certainly has, but because I felt it would make my life fuller.
|
|
I am not the kind of person that should be married, that is clear
|
|
to me now. Marriage is a great institution and I hope my actions
|
|
will not discourage you from it. When you find that special man,
|
|
do not be afraid to make the commitment. No man would take the
|
|
chance of losing you once he has won your heart.
|
|
In closing, your mother is a kind, gentle woman and the best
|
|
thing that ever happened in my life was marrying her and having a
|
|
wonderful daughter like you. And I will always be there for you, if
|
|
you want.
|
|
Love, Dad"
|
|
|
|
Nikki wiped away a tear that had threatened to run down her
|
|
cheek. The letter really got to her. It conveyed to her the sadness
|
|
that her father felt over the impending divorce, at least with how it
|
|
would affect their own relationship.
|
|
And all because he wanted to have a little fun, sleep with some
|
|
other women. Nikki understood her father better than her mother
|
|
ever would. She felt she ought to go see him, to tell him that she
|
|
didn't hate him, that she understood.
|
|
She used her phone to call his office, thinking he would be
|
|
there.
|
|
"Brendan, Mackie, Fister & Elliot."
|
|
"Hi, Marylin, it's Nikki Elliot......Is my father available?"
|
|
"Why no, Nikki. He said he would be working out of your house
|
|
today."
|
|
"Oh, O.K.," Nikki said, realizing he was out at the beach house.
|
|
"I'm calling from Big Bear. I didn't realize he was at home.
|
|
Thanks."
|
|
Nikki got up and picked out some shorts and a sleeveless
|
|
blouse to wear, planning to sneak out of the house so she wouldn't
|
|
have to tell her mother where she was going. Running off to see
|
|
Dad might give her the wrong idea, make her think she was taking
|
|
sides.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Jonas Elliot sat in a beach chair on the back deck, looking out
|
|
at the Pacific, as he polished off his third margarita. It felt good to
|
|
just relax on a Friday. He'd worked too hard recently. He might
|
|
even retire if his financial advisor said he could swing it with the
|
|
alimony he'd be paying.
|
|
'Hell, maybe she'll go for a lump sum plus the house,' he
|
|
thought, like an attorney.
|
|
It also felt good to think that, in a few months, he'd be a free
|
|
man, at least socially. Until then, he was going to keep a low
|
|
profile. There was no sense in rubbing Stella's nose in it if she had
|
|
her private eye still watching him.
|
|
From inside the house came the sound of bells.
|
|
'Christ, who can that be?' Jonas thought as he listened to the
|
|
door chimes fade to silence. There was no sense trying to act like
|
|
he wasn't there; his Lexus was parked outside. He put his glass
|
|
down and walked to the front door, pulling up the swim trunks that
|
|
he was wearing, for the first time noticing the effects of the
|
|
alcohol. He was feeling a little tipsy.
|
|
The door bell sounded again and he put his eye to the peephole.
|
|
"Well, well."
|
|
He opened the door and Carmen gave him a big smile. She was
|
|
wearing a black Spandex pants and a pink blouse.
|
|
"Hi, Jonas...mind if I come in?" she asked.
|
|
"No, come on in. Where's Lance?"
|
|
"He had to go to Vegas on business. I came to see how you
|
|
were doing. I feel so bad about all the trouble," she moved past
|
|
him into the entry hall.
|
|
"You shouldn't feel bad about it. It was bound to happen at some
|
|
point. I certainly don't regret that afternoon." He ogled her ass and
|
|
legs though her tight-fitting pants. God, she was bred for the bed!
|
|
Carmen turned her gaze from the ocean through the glass living
|
|
room wall and back to him.
|
|
"I loved every minute of that afternoon myself," she said
|
|
provocatively, before looking back out at the ocean. "What a great
|
|
view...I just love the ocean. It reminds me of home."
|
|
"Would you like a drink?" Jonas asked, walking by her toward
|
|
the back deck. "I've got some margaritas made."
|
|
"That sounds great."
|
|
Jonas got another glass from the kitchen and led his attractive
|
|
guest out onto the deck. He poured her a glass and a little more
|
|
for himself.
|
|
"Cheers," Carmen toasted and she leaned against the railing.
|
|
"So, what's Lance doing in Vegas?" Jonas asked. Maybe
|
|
Carmen could give him dome insight on what his brother did
|
|
exactly.
|
|
"I don't know. He just said business. He's very secretive, you
|
|
know."
|
|
"Yeah, he sure is," Jonas agreed.
|
|
"Sometimes secrets are O.K.," Carmen said, running a finger
|
|
around the rim of her glass. "For instance, Lance doesn't know
|
|
that I'm here today."
|
|
Jonas could see the implication. From her body language - the
|
|
finger on the glass, the smile following her statement, the tilt of the
|
|
head - she probably wanted to have sex. He certainly wouldn't
|
|
mind that. But Lance probably would. Swinging was all right;
|
|
fucking behind someone's back was not.
|
|
"Maybe you ought to leave," he said, though his voice inflection
|
|
hinted that he was be facetious.
|
|
"No, I don't want to leave," Carmen said, walking over to stand in
|
|
front of him and run her cold fingers in his chest hair. "I told you
|
|
how much I love the ocean...I don't think I ever want to leave here."
|
|
"So, you're going to dump my brother for me?" he said, his voice
|
|
with a little edge at the suggestion.
|
|
"A girl's got to look out for herself.....part of the whole swinging
|
|
thing is networking, meeting other people and moving on. Lance is
|
|
a great lover but I'm looking for some....security."
|
|
'So, that's the way it is! Carmen's looking for a sugar daddy.... I
|
|
hate to burst her bubble but I'm not looking for any waves right
|
|
now... she doesn't need to know that right away, however.'
|
|
"So, you'd like to apply for a position here at the Elliot beach
|
|
house?" he said, wrapping an arm around her slender waist and
|
|
openly eyeing her bountiful cleavage. Carmen ran her hand up
|
|
around his neck and leaned into him, looking triumphant.
|
|
"I like all kinds of positions, Mr. Elliot," she said, loaded with
|
|
double entendre.
|
|
"Good.....I can think of a few that we haven't tried yet." He
|
|
kissed her and she teased him with a little tongue, pressing her
|
|
flat belly against his crotch and her firm tits into his chest.
|
|
He dispensed with any more talk and led her back inside, taking
|
|
a right turn in the foyer to bring them to the master bedroom. The
|
|
bed was still unmade from the previous evening, the covers kicked
|
|
down to the end of the bed, but Carmen didn't seem to notice. She
|
|
looked again out at the Pacific and the Jacuzzi just outside the
|
|
glass wall of the suite; it had been hidden by a row of plant boxes
|
|
before.
|
|
"How about a Jacuzzi after we're through?" Carmen asked as
|
|
she kicked off her heels and began unbuttoning her blouse.
|
|
"That can be arranged," Jonas said, pulling of his swim trunks
|
|
and getting on the bed naked. "But you'll have to wear some
|
|
clothes. The house next door can look over at us in the daytime."
|
|
"Ooooh. You're no fun!" Carmen kidded him, taking off her
|
|
blouse. Her tanned tits looked good enough to eat, just as perfect
|
|
as science could make them. She reminded him of some of the
|
|
strippers down at the Jet Strip club; just sexier than hell and she
|
|
seemed to love being naked.
|
|
He bunched some pillows up behind his head and watched her
|
|
strip down naked, pulling on his rising cock to get it ready for his
|
|
little filly. She pulled her pants and panties down at the same
|
|
time, bending over facing away from him to give him a nice look at
|
|
her saucer-shaped sex nestling up at the top of her thighs.
|
|
'God, I'm sorry I ever doubted you!' he thought as Carmen
|
|
succeeded in freeing her ankles from the clothing and turned back
|
|
to him.
|
|
"We're going to have such a good time here," she promised,
|
|
crawling up over his legs on her hands and knees, her tits looking
|
|
so large, hanging down like grapefruits.
|
|
'A good time today....then I'm packing you back to Lance
|
|
unfortunately. I'd love to keep her but the downside's too great,' he
|
|
thought.
|
|
She stopped with her hands on either of his hips and looked
|
|
down at his rising manhood which he continued to pump erect.
|
|
The sight of her lovely face hovering just above it was enough to
|
|
double the flow of starch.
|
|
"You're all man, baby," Carmen stroked him verbally. She
|
|
dipped her shoulders quickly and planted a light kiss on the
|
|
underside of his glans, then rose back up, teasing him.
|
|
Looking forward to another great suck job, Jonas spread his legs
|
|
and she shifted her knees off the bed one at a time to
|
|
accommodate the maneuver. Now he was ready to lay back and
|
|
enjoy her lips on his nearly-erect prick.
|
|
But she had other ideas. She walked slightly further over him
|
|
and then lowered her hips onto his, supporting herself on her
|
|
straight arms and her knees. He removed his hand from his hard-
|
|
on, letting it move up onto her lower back as she began a humping
|
|
motion with her ass, grinding her trimmed line of snatch along the
|
|
underside of his shaft.
|
|
"Oooooo, that dick feels so hard," she cooed down at him.
|
|
"Mmmmm, all for you, my dear," Jonas promised.
|
|
As she continued her crotch-to-crotch masturbation, he moved
|
|
both arms under her armpits, letting his hands caress her upper
|
|
back. She might have taken this as an invitation to snuggle
|
|
because she lowered her body further down on his, squashing her
|
|
augmented titties into his hairy chest. As her torso was shorter
|
|
than his, she moved a little further up his body to kiss him again.
|
|
As their lips danced, he ran his hands down her back, tracing the
|
|
bumping outline of her backbone and then swooping them up the
|
|
rise of her sexy ass which she was still wiggling against him.
|
|
'I'm gonna fuck this girl 'til she's bowlegged!' Jonas swore.
|
|
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Nikki waited to make a left turn from the center turn lane of the
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Pacific Coast Highway in front of her family's beach house, on-
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coming cars whizzing by.
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Her father's Lexus was parked in front of the wall that hid the
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house from passing cars and minimized traffic noise; there was
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only twenty feet of gravel from the wall to the edge of the busy
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road. As you were driving between Malibu and Santa Monica, all
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one really saw on the ocean side was a bunch of walls; only from
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the beach or water could you really get an idea of the luxury of the
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homes, standing up on elaborate stilts to protect them from the
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occasional storm tides.
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Seeing a break in the traffic, Nikki quickly gunned her BMW
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across the on-coming lane and pulled her car beside her father's
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car and a black Mustang which she took to belong to the
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neighboring house.
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She got out, locked the car and walked over to the wall gate.
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This they usually left open and it was open that day. She walked
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down a few steps through the planted entrance atrium to the front
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door and used her key to open the front door.
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Stepping inside, she began to call out a greeting.
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"Da-"
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"EEEEYYYY!"
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She cut her call off as a high pitched shriek reverberated down
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the hallway from her parent's bedroom. Nikki had made that kind
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of noise before in the midst of a regular activity of hers - having
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sex.
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She stood stock-still, the door still open. She heard other noises
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but there was some car noise coming through door which masked
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what they were. Slowly, she closed the door and the sounds
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turned into faint gasps and some voices but they were too faint to
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make out.
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'Nikki, you should get the hell out of here,' her common sense
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told her. It was apparent that her father was entertaining someone
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at the moment. But she was unable to bring herself to go back out
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the door.
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She'd been thinking about her father's sexual activities all the
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way over there - what had gone on at Uncle Lance's condo, how
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many other women he had cheated with, if he fucked them at
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work, or maybe here at the beach house. God, knows she'd had!
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An empty beach house to which she had the keys - this place had
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been her little love shack many a night. She'd even banged guys
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back in Daddy's bed. Just thinking about it got her blood flowing.
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Nikki moved slowly down the hallway, keeping close to the wall.
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The hallway was about twenty feet long and it was apparent that
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the door was open to her parent's room. She'd have to be careful
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looking in the room; her father's bed was against the wall she was
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keeping close to, facing the ocean. If he was facing the
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headboard, a simple turn of his head might catch a glimpse of her
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in the hallway.
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"Fuck.....yeahhhh.....move that ass," her father's voice came
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from the room, quite clear now that she was only a few feet away.
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Nikki could hear the faint sounds of linen and mattress springs
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and feminine sighing.
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Ever so slowly, she peeked around the door frame and got an
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eyeful.
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There was a drop-dead, gorgeous woman on top of her father;
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Nikki recognized her as the woman in the photos from the desert.
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The woman was almost laying on her father, kissing him as she
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humped her ass back and forth, obviously fucking herself on her
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papa's manhood.
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Because she was looking at them from a little above their heads
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and from the side, she couldn't see any penetration, just their two
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bellies pressed together and the flexing hips and thighs of Ms.
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Hardbody.
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'God, she is totally hot!' Nikki thought, appreciating the
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woman's body as a sometime lesbian. Skin so tanned, great tits
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and ass. She wouldn't mind making love to a woman like that.
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"Ooooooooh, mmmmmmmmm, mmmmmmmmm," Hardbody
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gasped as she ended their long kiss and raised herself up on her
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straight arms. She started throwing her hips back and forth, rutting
|
|
away on her cheating father. Nikki pulled her face back slightly in
|
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case she should happen to look over but it seemed pretty unlikely
|
|
- the two fornicators were oblivious to anything except each other.
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"Fuck that pussy at me!" her father encouraged, digging his
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|
fingers into the woman's thighs. It almost took her breath away to
|
|
her him talking like that. He was the authority figure in her life and
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hearing him spout off like any other hot-blooded male was strange.
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It made him more human.
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From chilipeelr@aol.com Fri Jul 04 16:39:20 1997
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Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
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Subject: Chili Repost: The Swing Man - Part 4 (voy, inc seduction)
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From: chilipeelr@aol.com (ChiliPeelr)
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Date: 4 Jul 1997 21:39:20 GMT
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THE FOLLOWING STORY CONTAINS GRAPHIC LANGUAGE
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AND DESCRIPTIONS OF SEXUAL ACTIVITIES. THIS MATERIAL
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IS DISTRIBUTED "FOR ADULTS ONLY" AND POSSESSION BY
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A MINOR IS STRICTLY FORBIDDEN. IF YOU ARE UNDER 18
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YEARS OF AGE - GO FIND SOMETHING ELSE TO READ.
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********************************************************************
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The Swing Man by Chili Peeler (chilipeelr@aol.com)
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Part 4
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"MmmmmmHMMMMM....fuckmebaby," Hardbody groaned
|
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down at him as her hips churned her pussy on her father's still
|
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unseen boner. She had an idea that her father was a big man in
|
|
the pants based on seeing him getting out of the shower when she
|
|
was a little girl. Back then he had looked big even flaccid but it
|
|
was all a matter of perspective; when you're young, everything
|
|
looks big.
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Nikki wished that they would move into another position so she
|
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could see what the exotic woman was getting all worked up about.
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And her wish was almost immediately answered.
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"Wait...wait, Carmen," her father huskily directed the grinding
|
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sexpot as he pushed his upper body off the bed and they wrapped
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their arms around each other. Her father kissed her neck and Nikki
|
|
watched Carmen's eyes close in delight as she tilted her head
|
|
back further, now still on her dad's dick.
|
|
Nikki realized how her own body was reacting to the illicit spying
|
|
- her mouth was dry, she could feel herself getting all slick
|
|
between her legs and her nipples were threatening to poke holes
|
|
in her blouse. The voyeurism, the fact that her father's sexual
|
|
persona was being laid out before her, and Carmen's lush body
|
|
was a potent combination.
|
|
"Roll over," her father instructed Carmen and she slumped away
|
|
to her right, landing on her right elbow before rolling on her back.
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Her father twisted up on his knees, facing away from Nikki's
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|
vantage point.
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|
'Oh, Jesus, this is perfect!' Nikki realized.
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|
Carmen spread and lifted her legs as her father moved his knees
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|
apart and Nikki found herself looking dead at the Carmen's dreamy
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sex mound and the underside of her father's hairy scrotum. Nikki
|
|
zeroed in on Carmen's erotic sex crack. Her labia were shaved
|
|
and reddish from the sex they had been having and her inner
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pussylips splayed open where her father had just been.
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|
"Shove that big cock right back in here," Nikki heard Carmen
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|
coax and her fingers slid into view. Nikki watched the hot lady pull
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her lips wide, revealing every pink inch of her cunt slit to her and
|
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her father. Nikki held her breath as she waited for the 'big'
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moment.
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"God, what a nasty little slut," her father countered and he
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|
leaned between her elevated gams. Nikki covered her mouth with
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her hand when his hard cock was pressed down to meet her
|
|
pussy - she was sure they would hear her breathing; it sounded
|
|
deafening in her own head.
|
|
Her father was hung! It looked all of nine inches from the portion
|
|
she could see. And thick - like a rolled up newspaper. She
|
|
watched him begin to rub the end of his crimson pole up and down
|
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her slit, playing with her.
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"MmmmmmMMMMM," Carmen whined sexily as her father
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pressed his flared crown back and forth, from thigh to thigh. Nikki
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had to admire the willpower of her father - every guy she'd dated
|
|
had just wanted to hide his salami up her as soon as she'd spread
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her legs.
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Sure that she wasn't going to be seen now, Nikki crouched
|
|
down on her knees. Down lower, she had an eye-level view on
|
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things. Now she could see part of her father's hand wrapped
|
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around the base of his fat stirstick.
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"Oh, that feels so good, Jonas!" Carmen hissed. Nikki saw her
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splayed crotch sort of bounce on the bed, sending her father's
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teasing dickknob right up over the little hard bump of her clit and
|
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into the tapered strip of pubic hair that began above her sex.
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"This feels better!" Her father quickly moved his cock back down
|
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to her waiting notch, raised his hips and pushed down into her.
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Nikki saw the whole area around her pussy entrance dimple
|
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inward briefly and then her father's cock began to disappear into
|
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Carmen's buttery cunt again.
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"AAAUUUUGGHHH," Carmen grunted as Nikki's father filled her
|
|
with his long dong. Carmen seemed to take him easily, inch after
|
|
inch just disappeared down in her juicy slot until Nikki saw her
|
|
father's thighs pressing against hers.
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|
"Ahhhhhh.....baby, you are one hot piece of ass," Nikki heard
|
|
her father exalt. He began to give Carmen's leaking pussy nice,
|
|
slow, short strokes as Carmen's fingers began feeling the portion
|
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of his shaft that remained outside her love chamber.
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"That's it....God, Jonas....you got me so turned
|
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on!....oooooh...OWWW ...you're too big for me!"
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Nikki knew Carmen was telling the truth. Her father had pushed
|
|
strongly into her and she'd howled in obvious discomfort as her
|
|
father's dick had run out of room way up inside her - and he still
|
|
had an inch he couldn't get in!
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"Oh no....you're just right, baby," her dad assured her, "Put your
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legs up here."
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Nikki watched her father's hands slide down Carmen's shins and
|
|
grab her ankles. He leaned back on his knees and pulled them up
|
|
in front of him, placing her feet on either side of his head. He then
|
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leaned back over her, jackknifing her curvy body and raising her
|
|
hips off the bed slightly.
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"Ooooooooooooyeaaahhhhhh......oh...oh...aahhhh...," Carmen
|
|
began oohing and ahhing as Nikki's virile father began screwing
|
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her, moving his legs wider, putting his weight on the back of her
|
|
thighs. Carmen flung her arms wide on the bed to anchor herself,
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"..oh yeah....ooooo...ooooo .... aahhhh.....uhhhh...."
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Nikki found herself squeezing her breasts through her blouse.
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She liked watching as much as having someone watch her.
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'No reason why I shouldn't have a little fun, too,' she thought as
|
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she slowly unbuttoned the front of her shorts and unzipped them.
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Watching the live sex show had her young pussy on fire and she
|
|
wanted to use her fingers on it. She slid her fingers down into her
|
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panties to find her crotch moist and hot. She began working her
|
|
fingers up and down her slit as she leaned against the wall and
|
|
watched the groaning twosome.
|
|
Her father was really going at it hard now, driving Carmen's ass
|
|
into the mattress.
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|
'I can't believe Dad is such a stud!' Nikki wondered what it would
|
|
feel like to have her father make love to her. Her view of sex had
|
|
always been 'if it makes you feel good, go for it' and, from what
|
|
she had learned of her father the last couple of hours, he
|
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apparently had a problem keeping it in his pants.
|
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'Maybe I could seduce him....or just throw myself at him. God,
|
|
that would be just unbelievable....feeling him shooting in me!'
|
|
It was a slippery slope from that moment on - she began
|
|
imagining all kinds of naughty things that she and her father could
|
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do. Really naughty things!
|
|
In a few moments, Nikki felt a self-induced orgasm begin to well
|
|
up in her loins. Covering her mouth with her other hand, she
|
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slumped against the wall and fought to keep quiet as her pussy
|
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quivered and shook.
|
|
When she could again focus her attentions on the bedroom, she
|
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could hear Carmen babbling like a possessed woman.
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"OOOHH.....UUHH....UHHHhhh...AAAAHHHHH....FUCKME....OO
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HHH
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...WWWOOOOOO.....YES..YES...YESSSSSSOOOOOOWWW
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W!" Nikki saw Carmen's feet begin to kick in the air and her hands
|
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dig into the mattress cover as she came around her father's
|
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plunging prick. Carmen's sexy ass began bucking up and
|
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bouncing down onto the bed as she peaked hard.
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"FUCK ... OHGOD...UUUGGHHHHHHH!" her sinful father
|
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groaned as he shot his wad down her squeezing cunt sheath.
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Nikki saw him push it as far in her as she could handle and let it
|
|
throb in her for several seconds, his back and legs going all
|
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tensed and etched.
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Nikki hurriedly began re-doing her shorts as she watched them
|
|
begin to come down. When he pulled out part way to give her a
|
|
few more thrusts, Nikki could see his cum and her juices coating
|
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his wide cock shaft, more of the stuff welled up around the outside
|
|
of her stuffed pussy entrance when he worked it back into her
|
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soupy interior.
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Nikki spun in her crouch and began to rise to walk back down
|
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the hall. Her knees turned to Jello for an instant and she
|
|
instinctively put her hand out to keep herself from falling.
|
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THUD! went her hand against the wall. Panicked, she quickly
|
|
left the house by the front door, sure that her naked father would
|
|
come running down the hall at any second.
|
|
She got in her car, gunned it backwards and then straightened it
|
|
out and started back along PCH toward home.
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She had gone about five miles when she pulled over at a gas
|
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station.
|
|
She parked the car in an out of the way parking spot and turned
|
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the car off. She had some thinking to do.
|
|
'I'm crazy but my father really turns me on,' she thought,
|
|
watching the ocean. 'Dad's thrown off his family man yoke and
|
|
gone wild...but has he gone wild enough to do what I'd like to do.'
|
|
Her damp panties were a testimony to how excited her father's
|
|
sex show had made her and they were also uncomfortable. She
|
|
got out of the car and walked over to the gas station's women's
|
|
room.
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|
Inside the bathroom, she took off her shorts, folded them and lay
|
|
the on the back of the toilet. She then pulled down her wet panties
|
|
and gone them off over her tennis shoes. She bunched them up
|
|
and rubbed her pussy fairly dry. The silky fabric felt delicious and
|
|
she rubbed longer than it was necessary. Looking up, she saw her
|
|
reflection in the mirror over the sink. And saw the way to what she
|
|
wanted
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|
'I've always been able to seduce any male I wanted," Nikki
|
|
thought, a slow smile coming on her thin lips. She turned her head
|
|
from side to side as she vainly studied her pretty face. 'Why
|
|
should Dad be any different? He's just a man....and even if he
|
|
resists, what harm could it cause? Dad's not living at home, so he
|
|
won't be able to punish me....he probably wouldn't even tell Mother
|
|
if he turns me down.....and if he does, well, I don't think he'd like
|
|
me accusing him of coming on to me!....it would be my word
|
|
against his.'
|
|
Nikki threw her soiled panties in the trash can and put her
|
|
shorts back on. Walking back to her car, she thought about how
|
|
she could arrange to get her Dad alone for awhile. It took her
|
|
fifteen minutes to come up with a reasonable plan.
|
|
She dialed her car phone and soon had Tori on the line.
|
|
"Tori, it's Nikki."
|
|
"Hiya....what's up, Nik?"
|
|
"Well, it looks like my folks are getting a divorce."
|
|
"What?! Oh, Jeez...I'm sorry, Nikki....why are they splitting?"
|
|
"Mom found out Dad has been cheating on her."
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"Really!...Wow, your poor mom."
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"She'll be O.K.. Listen, I need a favor. I'm going to tell my
|
|
mother I'm staying at your place tonight."
|
|
"And you won't be, right?....what are you up to, Nik?"
|
|
"Secret stuff...you weren't going out tonight, were you?"
|
|
"No, I was just going to hang out with the family."
|
|
"Good, you know the drill. Answer the phone first all night and if
|
|
it's my mother make some excuse for me, then page me."
|
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"Sure, no sweat....so when are you going to tell me what you're
|
|
doing?"
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"Some day, my sweet. Thanks, Tori. I love you. Bye."
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Next, she phoned her mother and told her she'd gone out and
|
|
would be staying at Tori's that night. Her mother got a little miffed
|
|
that she had taken off without saying good-bye and that she would
|
|
miss the dinner she had planned. Nikki, making her voice sound
|
|
emotional, told her she wanted to be with her best friend as she
|
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got used to the idea of their divorce, it was a hard time, blah, blah,
|
|
blah. Her mother bought it.
|
|
Then, Nikki called the beach house. Her father picked up on the
|
|
tenth ring.
|
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"Hello."
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"Hi Dad..it's Nikki."
|
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"Hi, honey...you back from your trip?"
|
|
"Yes......and Mom told me what's going on and I found your
|
|
letter, too."
|
|
"I'm sorry about, well.... letting you down."
|
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"Dad, you haven't let me down....listen, I'm coming over to see
|
|
you."
|
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"Uh, well...." Nikki smiled as she heard her father think of some
|
|
way to keep her from coming over, "....why don't you wait and we
|
|
can go to a brunch tomorrow?"
|
|
"No, Dad. I want to see you tonight....I'm already on my way."
|
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"Where are you?" He wanted to know how much time he had to
|
|
hustle Carmen out of there.
|
|
"I'm just getting on Sunset," Nikki lied, looking at the
|
|
supermarket across PCH, "Listen, I'm going to stop and buy some
|
|
stuff and make you dinner...I'll be about 30 minutes."
|
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"Uh, O.K....great. I'll see you then."
|
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"All right, bye."
|
|
Nikki hung up her carphone, smiling contentedly and began to
|
|
think about what she would need to buy at the store.
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Jonas hung up the phone and was sorry he'd ever answered it.
|
|
Not that he didn't want to see his daughter, it was just that he
|
|
would miss another roll or two in the hay with Carmen.
|
|
'I better hustle her ass out of here,' he thought sadly. He walked
|
|
back to his bedroom just in time to meet Carmen coming out of
|
|
the bathroom. She'd gone in to clean herself up after their
|
|
strenuous workout. She came out now, naked and looking good.
|
|
"Jonas, how about that Jacuzzi?" she said, coming toward him.
|
|
"Sorry, baby...that was my daughter on the phone, she's coming
|
|
over."
|
|
"Now?.....Does it mean I have to leave?"
|
|
"Yes, you've got to go...if she told her mother you were here,
|
|
well, it would just be more ammunition for her. And my daughter
|
|
would probably not like to see you here either."
|
|
Carmen looked pissed for a few seconds but it seemed to pass
|
|
and she smiled again.
|
|
"All right....let me get dressed. There's always time to meet your
|
|
daughter later....we'll have her over all the time later." Carmen
|
|
reached down to pick up her panties and began putting them on.
|
|
'Better tell her now that I'm not looking for another steady
|
|
woman right now,' Jonas decided.
|
|
"Carmen, about you moving in.....I'm not sure that's what I want
|
|
right now....with the divorce and all."
|
|
Carmen pulled up her pants and looked at him. He could tell she
|
|
was thinking of something to say.
|
|
"Well, how long could the divorce take? Lance said you were
|
|
going to just settle real quick."
|
|
"It could be months," Jonas said realistically, "And I would like
|
|
to spend some time as a....bachelor...after that."
|
|
Carmen picked up her blouse and slowly put it on.
|
|
"So, what you're saying is I should go back to Lance and forget
|
|
about us....about moving down here." She looked again out at the
|
|
ocean.
|
|
"I think you probably should go back to Lance....and we'll just
|
|
play it by ear. I'm sorry but that's the way it is."
|
|
"All right. Fine." Carmen's voice had an undercurrent of anger.
|
|
She was trying to keep it hidden but he could tell.
|
|
"Carmen, it doesn't mean we can't get together when I start
|
|
coming out to Palm Springs....I'm going to be going to those
|
|
swinging parties. We'll have ourselves a real good time."
|
|
He reached for her arm and she yanked it away.
|
|
"I don't think so, Jonas....In fact, you can kiss my ass because
|
|
that's the only way you're ever going to touch it again!" She
|
|
walked toward the bedroom door, then stopped and turned back to
|
|
him. "There's plenty of men out in the desert that got more going
|
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on than you. I'm sure I'll find someone that appreciates what I have
|
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to offer....have a nice divorce, Jonas."
|
|
With that parting comment, she walked down the hall and went
|
|
out the front door.
|
|
"Whew!" Jonas said, happy that she'd left at least. Now she was
|
|
Lance's problem.
|
|
Jonas locked the front door and went to take a quick shower
|
|
before his daughter arrived. He stepped in to the stall and began
|
|
lathering up, thinking about his afternoon tryst with the delectable
|
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Carmen.
|
|
'Too bad she turned out to be a mental bitch....she was a hot
|
|
little number!' he thought. Then began to replay the fuck he'd given
|
|
her in his mind.
|
|
Soon, he caught himself snapping back to reality and realized
|
|
that he'd tarried too long under the water. How long had he zoned
|
|
out?
|
|
He turned off the shower and stepped out to dry off.
|
|
"Daaddddd!"
|
|
'Oh, shit. She's here.' He hurriedly toweled and combed his hair,
|
|
wrapped a towel around his waist and opened the door to his
|
|
bedroom.
|
|
"Hi, Dad." Nikki was sitting on the bed, waiting for him.
|
|
"Hi, Nikki....you should give me a little warning that you were out
|
|
here. I could have walked out without a towel." Jonas said jokingly
|
|
and couldn't help noticing the look that Nikki was giving him. Her
|
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eyes went up and down his body.
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"Sorry, Dad....come on and give me a hug." Nikki walked up to
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him and put her arms around him. Jonas had never seen her so
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affectionate but it was probably due to the troubles he and his wife
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were having.
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"Hey, I'm getting you all wet!" Jonas pushed her away and saw
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that the front of her blouse was splotched with wetness.
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"Don't worry. It'll dry." Nikki laughed and she began rubbing her
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hand on the wet area which just happened to be on her bosom.
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Jonas couldn't help but notice the way her breasts shook under
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her stroking fingers. And then he noticed that he could see the
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outlines of nipples as well.
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'She's really grown up,' he thought moving his eyes elsewhere.
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"So, what did you buy for dinner?" he asked as he walked over
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to the dresser.
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"Beef stroganoff...your favorite. I'll let you get dressed." She blew
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him a kiss and walked out of the room.
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'She's really acting strange. We hardly ever talked much this
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last year or two and now she like every father's dream
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daughter.....well, maybe this divorce will be the best thing that ever
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happened in our relationship.'
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Dismissing it for the moment, he put on some shorts and a polo
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shirt and went out to be with his daughter.
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Nikki out did herself on the dinner; it was as good as her mother
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made it. They went out on the deck afterward and watched the sun
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set as they drank some wine. Their conversation had not gotten
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onto the topic of his marital troubles and he decided to bring it up.
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"Nikki, I want you to know that I'm going to do right by your
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mother and you," he promised, sitting beside her on the bench
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that sat under the kitchen window and giving her knee a loving pat.
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"I know you will...we'll all be O.K.. You've got the right to be
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happy too, Dad. Mom told me about what you did."
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Jonas felt like he'd been kicked in the stomach. He known Stella
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would paint him bad in front of Nikki.
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"Nikki. I'm not proud of what I did..."
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"Dad, it's O.K." Nikki cut him off, rising to her feet and walking a
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few feet in front of him to lean against the railing and look out at
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the purplish horizon. "You've got nothing to be ashamed of."
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Jonas strunched his brow in surprise. He'd cheated on her
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mother, she may not know he'd done it repeatedly, but her mother
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had told her about the trip to Lance's place.
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"Nikki, that's not true."
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Nikki spun and leaned against the railing, looking at him.
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"Dad, there's nothing wrong with wanting to have a little fun....if
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Mom wasn't keeping you satisfied, then you had to find it
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elsewhere."
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"That's not fair to your mother, Nikki. It wasn't about your
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mother..."
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"Oh, come on, Dad!" Nikki said laughing at his assertion. "Let's
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at least be honest....you wanted something new, something
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younger."
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Jonas was put off that his daughter was hitting so close to
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home. He was supposed to be a role model to her and she was
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laying out his weakness for the flesh like it was all right.
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"I think we better change the subject," Jonas stammered out.
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"No, let's not change the subject," Nikki said, took a drink of her
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wine and then continued, "I like the subject of sex. We never had
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the talk about sex...you let Mom do that."
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Jonas decided to let the conversation go on. He was a grown up
|
|
and Nikki was 20, so they could talk like adults about things.
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|
"Well, Nikki, I thought it would be easier...for you."
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"It was some talk. I was fifteen and here comes Mother to tell
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me the facts of life......what you two didn't know was that I wasn't
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a virgin then."
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|
"What?"
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"Dad, I was fifteen, for God's sake....and this is L.A. And I was
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pretty... the boys were all over me."
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"This is very personal, Nikki...."
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"Dad, we should be able to talk openly about sex." Nikki walked
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|
back over and sat beside him. "Everyone is so hung up about the
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subject. I'm surprised you are after what you were doing......I'm
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|
curious, did you and Uncle Lance make love to that woman one at
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a time or all together?"
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Jonas could see a slight smile on her lips as she waited his
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|
answer. He drained his glass and thought about whether he should
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answer.
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"All right, Dad, keep your little secret...I'll tell you one of mine."
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"Maybe you shouldn't," Jonas said and poured himself some
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|
more wine.
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"No, I will. Because it sort of dovetails with what you've been up
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to.... I do three-ways regularly....don't look so shocked, Dad......it
|
|
might be genetic."
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|
"All right, Nikki...why don't you tell me why you're doing this?!"
|
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Jonas lost his cool at the way his young daughter seemed to be
|
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playing with his mind. He got up and looked down at her.
|
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"You really want to know?" Nikki said.
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|
"Yes, let's get it out in the open."
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|
"Okay, here it is then......I think both of us are a lot alike. I saw
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you in a different light and I thought there was a chance to get
|
|
closer, since we were open to new things sexually."
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"Nikki, I would like to be closer to you but I can't see how our
|
|
sex lives are going to make us closer...what do you want to do?
|
|
Trade stories?"
|
|
"We could if you want to," Nikki said, twirling her hair. "But I'd
|
|
rather make our own stories."
|
|
"Our own stories?"
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|
"Yeah, me and you."
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"Nikki.....I hope you are not suggesting..."
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Nikki shook her head yes. "Me and you......fucking back in your
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bed.... think about it...I'm willing."
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|
"You're my daughter, Nikki, you're talking crazy!" Jonas felt like
|
|
he was in some warped dream. His daughter was coming onto
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|
him!
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|
"Is it crazy, Dad?" Nikki got up and moved close in front of him.
|
|
Jonas grabbed her arms and held her at arms-length like she was
|
|
a leper. It felt ridiculous as soon as he did it but he thought she
|
|
was going to grab his crotch or something. "Relax, Dad......just
|
|
relax."
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|
"Nikki, I can't...I may be like you but I can't do this. Try to
|
|
understand."
|
|
Jonas felt the weight she had been leaning into his hands lessen
|
|
and she seemed to relax herself. She looked down at the deck,
|
|
then back up to him.
|
|
"O.K......I'm sorry, Dad. I'm not going to push the point...if you
|
|
don't want to, I understand. I'd tell you to forget it but I'm sure you
|
|
couldn't."
|
|
"Well, it was a crazy suggestion..." Jonas said relieved as he let
|
|
go of her arms.
|
|
"You must think there's something wrong with me, huh?" Nikki
|
|
said walking to the railing and looking out at the dark ocean.
|
|
"No..no...let's just blame it on the wine." Jonas joked as he
|
|
breathed easier.
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|
"O.K.....it was the wine." Nikki agreed, quickly. "I better clean
|
|
up the dishes."
|
|
She walked by him into the house.
|
|
'Christ, that was weird!' Jonas reflected. 'Nikki was acting like a
|
|
total slut a minute ago....proposing that we have sex. I wonder if
|
|
she was telling the truth about having group sex?....I can't even
|
|
think about it. I'll shoo her out of here after the dishes are through.'
|
|
He went into the house to find Nikki scrubbing the casserole
|
|
dish she'd used.
|
|
"Listen, why don't you leave that and I'll finish up later? I'm sure
|
|
your Mom is anxious to spend some time with you tonight."
|
|
"Oh, I guess I didn't tell you. I'm staying here tonight."
|
|
"Uh, I really think you ought to go back and stay at home
|
|
tonight."
|
|
"Dad, I okayed it with Mom. She knows I'm here. Go ahead and
|
|
call her if you want." The last thing Jonas wanted to do was talk to
|
|
Stella.
|
|
"Well, I'm sure she did but...well, after what we were just talking
|
|
about, I think maybe you should go back home."
|
|
"Dad, I'm not going to suggest anything like that again...you can
|
|
lock your bedroom door if you want," she said with a laugh.
|
|
"Well, O.K." Jonas relented. She was right; nothing was going
|
|
to happen unless he wanted it to.
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|
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|
Later, around 10 P.M., the two of them were sitting watching TV.
|
|
Jonas was actually watching it; Nikki was thinking of her next
|
|
move.
|
|
'Think.....the straight ahead attempt sure didn't work. I've got to
|
|
tease him a little. It may not happen tonight. I planted the idea
|
|
and it might one day blossom but a little water right now is
|
|
needed.'
|
|
Then an idea came to her.
|
|
She got up from the swiveling easy chair and her father, sitting
|
|
on the couch on the opposite side of the room, looked away form
|
|
the TV to her.
|
|
"I'm going to get ready for bed," Nikki said innocently and
|
|
walked back to her bedroom. She kept some clothes at the beach
|
|
house for weekend visits and she went through them to find the
|
|
perfect item.
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Jonas looked back up as Nikki came back into the living room,
|
|
brushing her hair out. She'd put on a long nightshirt to sleep in and
|
|
it wasn't long enough to suit Jonas's standards, not after the thing
|
|
she'd suggested. The shirt came down to just above mid-thigh.
|
|
Normally, he won't even have noticed. But now he was looking at
|
|
her young, shapely legs.
|
|
'Just look at the TV,' he told himself.
|
|
Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Nikki sit back down in the
|
|
chair she had left.
|
|
"Dad? What did I miss in the movie?"
|
|
Jonas looked at Nikki, trying to think of something to say
|
|
because he'd lost track of the plot himself. Nikki was combing
|
|
back her hair, sitting in the chair facing him with her legs slightly
|
|
open and Jonas could see right up under her shirt.
|
|
He looked back at the TV quickly, the image still burning in his
|
|
mind - her dark pubic hair and the vertical crease of her
|
|
womanhood.
|
|
"Ah....I was flicking around when you were out. I lost track of
|
|
things."
|
|
'Is she doing that on purpose? I can't believe she's not!' Jonas
|
|
could see her in his periphery vision as she put down her brush on
|
|
the table next to the chair and she turned the chair full on toward
|
|
the TV. It would be safe to look at her now.
|
|
Nikki leaned forward in her chair and rubbed the shin of her right
|
|
leg, the one closest to him. Then she straightened the leg out in
|
|
front of her and looked at it. Then she brought the whole leg up
|
|
toward her face, keeping it straight like a Rocketeer. Her nightshirt
|
|
rode down all the way down to her rear. Jonas took in the soft skin
|
|
of her upper thigh and the side of her lower asscheek before he
|
|
looked again at the TV.
|
|
'She is doing that on purpose! Well, I'm not going to sit here and
|
|
let her do it any longer.'
|
|
He got up and stretched.
|
|
"I'm bushed..I think I'll turn in. See you in the morning."
|
|
He headed for his bedroom.
|
|
|
|
'He almost ran out of here! I guess he got an eyeful,' Nikki
|
|
thought after he left. The evening had not gone as she had hoped
|
|
but there was always tomorrow.
|
|
She watched TV for another half hour and then turned it off.
|
|
Turning out all the lights, she went down the hall to her room.
|
|
She put her hairbrush back in her bathroom and got into bed,
|
|
laying on top of the covers since the evening was warm.
|
|
She wasn't really tired, so she lay there, replaying her
|
|
conversation with her father. She wished she had said different
|
|
things at different points and she imagined having had actually
|
|
convincing him.
|
|
'I'd be in bed with him right now.....and we'd be doing something
|
|
great.... something so wild!'
|
|
As she thought about being underneath her father's body, her
|
|
hand moved under her nightshirt and began rubbing her tingling
|
|
pussy. It felt so good, she kept it up. Soon, she had a nice
|
|
orgasm in the loneliness of her room.
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From chilipeelr@aol.com Fri Jul 04 16:43:20 1997
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Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
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Subject: Chili Repost: The Swing Man - Part 5 (inc, father/daughter)
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From: chilipeelr@aol.com (ChiliPeelr)
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Date: 4 Jul 1997 21:43:20 GMT
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*********************************************************************
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THE FOLLOWING STORY CONTAINS GRAPHIC LANGUAGE
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AND DESCRIPTIONS OF SEXUAL ACTIVITIES. THIS MATERIAL
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IS DISTRIBUTED "FOR ADULTS ONLY" AND POSSESSION BY
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A MINOR IS STRICTLY FORBIDDEN. IF YOU ARE UNDER 18
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YEARS OF AGE - GO FIND SOMETHING ELSE TO READ.
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********************************************************************
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The Swing Man by Chili Peeler (chilipeelr@aol.com)
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Part 5
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Jonas looked at his bedside clock. 12:13 A.M.
|
|
'Damn, just clear your mind.....try to think of nothing,' he told
|
|
himself. But he couldn't stop the events of the evening from
|
|
randomly welling up.
|
|
Nikki coming on to him - Nikki's leg and bottom - Nikki admitting
|
|
to group sex, swinging like he was interested in doing - Nikki's
|
|
open legs......
|
|
Unbelievably, he felt himself starting to get hard.
|
|
In his mind, Nikki turned in her chair and pulled her nightshirt up
|
|
to her belly, looked at him knowingly, "It's all yours, Daddy."
|
|
He began to get harder and he sat up in bed.
|
|
He hated himself for wanting to now go down the hall to his
|
|
daughter's room. It was so wrong. A man and his daughter.
|
|
'You're not talking molestation, you know.....she is 20 and she
|
|
wants it," he rationalized. 'And you could just do it once, try
|
|
it...don't have to make it a regular thing.....hell, you're the one that
|
|
wanted to swing.'
|
|
He thought again about his daughter. She was a cute young
|
|
woman. Nice legs, cute bottom, filled out her blouses nicely; it
|
|
wasn't like she was a plain Jane. She had a lot to offer a man.
|
|
He got to his feet and went to his bedroom door. He unlocked it
|
|
and went down the hall to his daughter's door. He hesitated there,
|
|
collecting himself to be able to project confidence when he went
|
|
in.
|
|
He opened the door and went into her bedroom.
|
|
He could see that her bed was empty; there was almost a full
|
|
moon outside and light from a window sort of spotlighted the bed.
|
|
The bathroom was dark.
|
|
The door to the back deck was open. He slowly walked over to
|
|
the door and saw Nikki standing at the railing.
|
|
"Nikki?" he said softly, stepping out behind her. He saw her
|
|
start but she kept standing the way she was. "What are you doing
|
|
out here, baby?"
|
|
He moved right up behind her.
|
|
Nikki turned her head slightly around.
|
|
"If I said I was waiting for you, would that be the right answer?"
|
|
"That's just the answer I was hoping for," Jonas said as put his
|
|
hands on her shoulders and began massaging them. She tilted her
|
|
head to the right and rubbed her cheek on the top of his kneading
|
|
hand, then rubbed her face on it.
|
|
Her left hand reached up and grabbed the fingers of his left hand,
|
|
pulling his hand over her shoulder and then bending his arm out to
|
|
warp around her, her hand directing his palm onto her T-shirt right
|
|
over her incredible soft tit. As he squeezed a handful of her young
|
|
teat, he leaned over her, bringing his face against hers after she
|
|
took her cheek off his hand.
|
|
"Nikki," he whispered and began kissing her ear, his right hand
|
|
swooping down her front to collect her other tit through the
|
|
nightshirt.
|
|
Jonas felt her T-shirt covered ass grind back at his naked crotch
|
|
and her hands reached back to feel his legs, grip his thighs and
|
|
pull him against her slender derriere.
|
|
"Yessss, Daddy, yes," Nikki encouraged him and he slid his left
|
|
hand down across her belly, down between her legs, the T-shirt in
|
|
the way, his hand found the bottom lip of the fabric and his fingers
|
|
reached under and up.
|
|
Both of them sucked in their breath when his fingers snaked into
|
|
her silky snatch and played over her neat cuntal folds. Her crotch
|
|
went forward into his fingers and her right hand reached between
|
|
their bodies, his daughter's hand felt for and grabbed his
|
|
awakening member. He leaned his upper body back, his right
|
|
hand going back to her shoulder as she wantonly stroked his dick,
|
|
her palm hot and soft as she worked him to near erection in about
|
|
twenty seconds.
|
|
Jonas hurriedly brought his right hand down and pushed her
|
|
nightshirt up to mid-back, exposing her white, heart-shaped ass to
|
|
him and the overhead moon. Her waist just seemed to gradually
|
|
grow outward to become her ass; there was no flaring of the hips
|
|
as he was used to with other mature women. As he watched, she
|
|
pushed her butt back at him and into the spongy head of his
|
|
erection. Her asscheeks felt like cotton candy, all warm and
|
|
pliant.
|
|
His fingers told him she was as ready as he. He slid his left
|
|
hand away from her dewy slit, brought it around to grip her waist
|
|
on that side as his right did the same on the other. He pulled her
|
|
back and pushed down on her torso at the same time.
|
|
She knew what he wanted - her left hand reached forward to grip
|
|
the railing and steady herself as she lowered her shoulders. Her
|
|
compact ass rose up like the other end of a seesaw. Her right
|
|
hand released his rigid rod and it joined her other hand on the
|
|
railing.
|
|
Jonas moved his right hand back over her elevated bottom,
|
|
caressing it briefly before moving his hand up between her splayed
|
|
thighs, filling his palm with the hairy mound of her pussy.
|
|
"MmmmmmoooooOOOOOOOOH," Nikki gasp as he worked
|
|
two of his fingers into her wet cunt. She was more than ready; his
|
|
fingers came away soaked.
|
|
"Nikki...hold it right there, baby," he directed as his right hand
|
|
fisted the base of his cock and he moved closer to his baby's
|
|
upthrust ass and waiting pussy. He poked right between the area
|
|
where her ass faded into her legs and hit resisting tissue.
|
|
"Lower!" Nikki groaned and her ass moved a little higher as he
|
|
dipped his knees slightly. His probing cocktip found the target and
|
|
he pushed into her fur-rimmed portal. "OOOOOHH, MMMMMMM!"
|
|
"Aaahh...it's in!.....keep your ass up, baby....that's it," Jonas
|
|
swung his right hand back to her waist and pushed deeper. Nikki's
|
|
young pussy expanded to accommodate him, opening like a wet
|
|
flower around his man-sized pistil.
|
|
"Oh, God...this is just what I wanted," Nikki panted, her voice
|
|
barely reaching him over the crash of the surf, "Keep
|
|
going....aaahhhyeaahh!"
|
|
Jonas leaned his weight on her waist, arching her back more as
|
|
he leaned over her and worked more dick in his daughter. She was
|
|
tight and tender and juicy......and then she was full. Her tight belly
|
|
housed about six inches of his hardness.
|
|
"God, I love it, Nikki......you feel so hot, baby." He held himself
|
|
inside her to allow her to adjust further. He looked down between
|
|
their bodies but he could not see his dick as it entered her; the
|
|
moonlight was at the wrong angle.
|
|
Unable to wait any longer, he slowly pulled three inches of cock
|
|
out of his daughter and then, just as slowly, pushed it back in.
|
|
Nikki turned her face to lay on the railing and she hunched her ass
|
|
at him.
|
|
"Fuck me," Nikki urged him, "God, I want it....do it, please!"
|
|
Jonas did not deny his daughter - he began screwing her, slowly
|
|
at first and then harder at her request.
|
|
It was such a power trip - doing it right out in the open night.
|
|
There were three vacant lots on that side of the beach house, so
|
|
no neighbors would see. There was the off chance that someone
|
|
might be walking down on the beach but the sound of the surf
|
|
would cover Nikki's moans.
|
|
And she was moaning to beat the band as he fucked between
|
|
the spread lips of her eager beaver.
|
|
"MMMMmmmmm.....OooooOH.....MMmmmmHHHMMMMMM!"
|
|
Jonas let his hands move back and grip her jiggling ass cheeks.
|
|
They felt like pillows of baby fat, smooth and yielding. His fingers
|
|
kneaded them, pushed them together and pulled them apart, as
|
|
the dark outline of his flashing manhood speared into her girlish
|
|
gash just beneath. He also saw the dark pucker of her asshole
|
|
and wondered if anyone had fingered it...licked it.....dicked it!
|
|
Jonas felt the tightening in his nuts. It wouldn't be long before
|
|
he'd have to make a decision - whether to come in her or pull out.
|
|
He had no idea if Nikki was on the Pill or used a diaphragm. That
|
|
was women stuff that her mother had taken care of. He'd warn
|
|
her...give her plenty of time to think about what he was going to
|
|
do.
|
|
He changed the motion of his thrusts to prolong his time. He
|
|
pulled his dick almost all the way out, slowly, and then thrust hard
|
|
back into her.
|
|
"OOOooooow," Nikki gasp.
|
|
He repeated the process, driving her up on her toes.
|
|
"SSSSssssshhhhhhh!" his daughter sucked in her breath at the
|
|
shocking force. Her little sex sounds were like music to his ears.
|
|
He pulled his length back out to do it again. She started to come a
|
|
second before he drove back into her. His dick shot back into a
|
|
pussy gone wild.
|
|
"AAAAAAAAGGGGGGG!!" Nikki literally screamed as her cunt
|
|
clamped down on his thick organ. Feeling her get off was the
|
|
pinnacle of all his sexual experiences to that point - it rivaled even
|
|
his first time.
|
|
Her knees either gave out or she lowered them on purpose to
|
|
get away from the hot spike in her chaotic cunt, groaning as her
|
|
innards continued exploding. Jonas looped his hands under her
|
|
stomach and lifted her back up, pushing her forward until the front
|
|
of her legs met the railing and her torso hung out into space.
|
|
"OOHHHDAAAADDDDD!" she cried, frightened that he was
|
|
going to throw her over the railing in their ardor and because of the
|
|
toe-curling orgasm he had caused.
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"I GOT YOU!....keep coming, baby....that's it....let it go, ah,
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yesss!"
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Jonas kept giving her wet hole little rabbit punches as she came
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down from her orgasm. He'd gotten his second wind now; the
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stirrings in his nuts had subsided as he watched over his delirious
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daughter, nursed her through her ethereal journey.
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'I'm going to make her come again and again - then she'll be
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hooked. She'll welcome me into her bed always if I blow her mind
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tonight!'
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When she became still, he pulled her back from the edge and
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pulled out of her heavenly pussy. He wrapped his arms around her,
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pulled her soft body against his and rocked her, his hard-on
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pressing into her nightshirt.
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"That was incredible," Nikki sighed. "Just incredible, Dad."
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"Thanks for seducing me," Jonas said. Nikki chuckled at that. "I
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thought you were crazy, Nikki....but you knew what you were
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talking about."
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"I just knew we were alike. But I really didn't think you would
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visit me tonight...I thought I'd have to work on you longer."
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"You sound like you were pretty sure of yourself," Jonas said,
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his right hand reaching up to smooth back her hair.
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"I would have got you eventually. You're no saint."
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"No, I'm far from that."
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"Hmmmmm...and I'm so glad. Saints are so boring! I can feel
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that you're not done.....let's go inside." Nikki led the way back
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through the open French door into her dimly lit bedroom.
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Nikki walked to the nearest nightstand by the bed and turned
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the knob at the base of the lamp. Both lamps on either nightstand
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came on, bathing her bed with a warm yellow light.
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Actually, it wasn't really 'her' bed; the bedroom they were in was
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the guest room usually and the decor, white lacquered bed suite
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and dressers, matched that of her parent's bedroom, with the
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exception that the bed was a queen size.
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'If Mother knew what we were going to do in the room she
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decorated...' Nikki smiled at the turn of events in their family -
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Mother had thrown Dad away and she had scooped him up.
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She turned and looked at her father. He was standing a few feet
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away and her eyes appraised his body up close. She had never
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slept with anyone near his age and she was impressed by the
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mature, solid look of his body. His erection was drooping but she'd
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take care of that.
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It occurred to her that turning on the lights may have been a
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mistake. Now they were in the light, away from the make-believe
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world of the dark deck and the ocean's surf. It was a reality check.
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'Take the initiative, Nikki.'
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She crossed her arms in front of her, grabbed the hem of her
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nightshirt and pulled it up and over her head. She slowly dropped it
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at her feet, watching her father's eyes feast on her nude body.
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First, they lingered on her tits; wide-spread, sloping, apple-sized
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beauties with half-dollar sized aureole and small stiff nipples.
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Then, they moved down her flat stomach; Nikki never worked out
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but her stomach had a slight washboard look to it and she sucked
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it in a little more to accentuate the illusion.
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Finally, her father's eyes went down to the matted mons of her
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womanhood; a dark tangle of semi-transparent pubes.
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"You're beautiful, Nikki," her father said as she walked up to him
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and slid her arms around his waist. His hands moved around to
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hold her upper back as she looked up at him lovingly. She felt so
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safe on his arms.
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She dropped her head and began kissing his hairy chest,
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moving her mouth around, running her tongue onto each of his
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nipples in turn.
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"MMmmmmm, that feels good," her father said softly, his hands
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running up under her hair to hold her neck and the back of her
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head. Nikki began sucking on his nipples, knowing that it felt good
|
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whether you were a man or a woman. She ground her belly
|
|
against his cock, pressing the drooping member downward. It
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flexed with life, wanting to stand up straight and tall again.
|
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Her father's hands moved to the sides of her face and pushed
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her head backward, pulling her lips from his left nipple. Fingers in
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her hair pulled her head back and his mouth came down on hers in
|
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more than a fatherly kiss. It felt so strange to be kissing her own
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father but she let him drive his tongue into her mouth, sucked and
|
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nipped at it like she would do for any other of her lovers.
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'I shouldn't have doubted him....he's not having any second
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thoughts,' Nikki realized. 'He wants to fuck me again in the worst
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way.'
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Her right hand slid between them and swung his hefty, near-
|
|
erect cock outward and then up, thrilling at the way it immediately
|
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pulsed to rock-hard status.
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Her father broke their kiss and began walking her backward
|
|
toward the bed.
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"You're killing me, baby," he grunted as she jerked on his prick,
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"Sit down on the bed."
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Nikki did as he ordered, letting go of his erection. He remained
|
|
standing looking down at her for a second.
|
|
'He's going to ask me to suck his dick!' Nikki thought as her
|
|
eyes dropped down to his tumescent manhood, hovering just a
|
|
foot away from her face. She'd do it for him willingly - sucking cock
|
|
always turned her on and there would be the added thrill of incest.
|
|
But he had other ideas. Instead, he dropped to his knees in front
|
|
of her and pushed her thighs open. Salaciously, Nikki dropped
|
|
back on her elbows to further expose the underside of her crotch
|
|
to her excited parent. His strong hands gripped her hips above her
|
|
legs and pulled her lap to the edge of the bed. Nikki knew what
|
|
was coming.
|
|
"Want a taste, Dad?" she asked shamefully.
|
|
"Yeah, I want to suck on my baby's pussy!" he said and then
|
|
almost immediately make a chuckling noise. "That sounds
|
|
terrible, doesn't it?"
|
|
"God, no! I want to do everything with you," Nikki promised.
|
|
"Please lick me......eat me."
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Nikki saw any doubts of his fly away and her father lowered his
|
|
face in her lap. She watched him press his lips in the triangular
|
|
patch of her pubic hair above her pussy. He left it there for several
|
|
seconds and she could feel him breathing strongly through his
|
|
nose, savoring the moment. Then, he moved his lips down to the
|
|
puffy folds at the top of her wrinkled cleft and kissed them.
|
|
Pulling his mouth off her, he ran his hands down in her lap and
|
|
used his thumbs to peel back the covering of her clit. Nikki licked
|
|
her lips in anticipation as he blew air across the pea-sized
|
|
prominence. His tongue flicked out and lapped at the sensitive
|
|
bundle, slowly at first, and then in rapid fashion.
|
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"Mmmmmmmmm," Nikki murmured.
|
|
"MmmmmmHhhhhmmmmm!"
|
|
Spreading her legs for her father's tongue had her juiced again to
|
|
the max...it was better than spreading them for Tori's
|
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tongue...anyone's tongue! This man had raised her and now he
|
|
was licking her!
|
|
Her father squashed his mouth on the pink lining surrounding her
|
|
erect clitoris and he sucked on it, sending shivers through Nikki's
|
|
nervous system.
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|
"OOoooooooMMmmmhhhhhmmm," she yelped and he looked
|
|
up into her eyes. Remaining on her elbows so she could watch,
|
|
Nikki raised her hands from the bed to squeeze her tits, pushing
|
|
them to the center of her chest to show her father how they moved
|
|
all around.
|
|
Dad kept up his attack on her pussy and she wiggled her furry
|
|
furrow on his lips, incestuous lust coursing through both of them.
|
|
His lips left her ravaged clitty and moved lower, his tongue sliding
|
|
down her slit like a letter opener, right down to the entrance of her
|
|
pussy.
|
|
"Oh, Daddy......uuuhhhhhh....right
|
|
there.....UUUHHHHHHhhHHH!" Nikki whimpered as he sent his
|
|
stiffened tongue into her pussyhole as deep as he could work it.
|
|
Her legs tried to snap closed at the forbidden act but her father's
|
|
hands pushed them back wide as he began tongue-fucking her.
|
|
"THAT'SIT....MMMMMMMHHHMMMMM....OOOOHHHHH!"
|
|
Nikki threw her right hand on top of her father's head and humped
|
|
her cunt on his tongue...once...twice...and then her loins
|
|
exploded, "GGGGAAAA!!!"
|
|
Her other hand grabbed his head and she fell back on the bed,
|
|
throwing her crescending crotch at his slurping mouth. From a
|
|
faraway place, she felt him sucking and sucking on her oily
|
|
discharge like wine.
|
|
Minutes later, she was calmed down, holding her father's head
|
|
as he kissed her belly. Nikki brought her head off the bed and
|
|
looked down her reclining body to watch his mouth explore more
|
|
of her body.
|
|
'God, he turns me on!' Nikki declared to herself as her father
|
|
planted another soft kiss on her bellybutton and then tried to work
|
|
his tongue into that as well.
|
|
"Dad, I think I love you," Nikki cooed at the ticklish feeling.
|
|
He stopped his oral ministrations and looked up her sexy body
|
|
as he slid his hands slowly up her sides.
|
|
"You don't love me.....not like that....." His hands collected her
|
|
fanned breasts and massaged them, "...you'll meet some guy in a
|
|
few years and get married...." His hands went into her armpits and
|
|
began pushing her back on the bed as he raised up, "...like any
|
|
other ordinary girl..." He moved on the bed with her, over her as
|
|
she instinctively spread her legs for him, his weight coming down
|
|
on her, "...but until then.." he whispered in her ear as she felt the
|
|
spongy head of his prick bump against the thin area of skin
|
|
between her pussy and asshole, "...you're all mine."
|
|
Nikki gasp as he found her saliva-slick notch and he filled her
|
|
again with his hard cock. Her pussy trembled around his sinking
|
|
member after the two strong orgasms she'd already had. She
|
|
threw her arms around his neck as he began to screw her hard.
|
|
"Yeesssss.....mmmhhhhmmm...OH...OH....UHHH...uuuhh...oh..
|
|
OOOH....uuhhhh....nnnnngg....OHDAD!...hhsss...hhhssss...OOH!"
|
|
|
|
|
|
'I love Nikki's young, tight pussy!' Jonas wanted to shout so loud
|
|
that the neighbors would hear. He'd never enjoyed fucking any
|
|
woman as much as he was his own daughter; she was the one
|
|
woman he would never grow tired of sexually - the tabooness
|
|
would always be exciting.
|
|
Her sleek body felt so good under him as he jammed his hands
|
|
under her ass, transferring most of his weight into his shoulders,
|
|
the extra heaviness pinning her to the bed.
|
|
With handfuls of her sexy ass, he changed his thrusts by
|
|
moving his hips in circles like a Ferris wheel. He pumped into her
|
|
going downward and then lifted her whole crotch with the upward
|
|
roll of his hips. Nikki seemed to love that.
|
|
"Oooohh....you're fucking....me so
|
|
good...OHH...OOHHH...UUUHHH," she panted with each thrust.
|
|
Nikki was a very vocal lover and it just lit the fire under him.
|
|
'Coming's going to be so good,' he thought giddily. Then he
|
|
remembered that he didn't know if it would be safe. His lust had
|
|
almost consumed him.
|
|
He sunk his erection in her and raised himself up on his arms.
|
|
Nikki's hands remained around his neck as they looked at each
|
|
other.
|
|
"Baby, what kind of birth control do you use?" he asked,
|
|
sincerely not knowing.
|
|
"I'm on the Pill, of course," Nikki replied, rubbing his neck.
|
|
"Great!" he replied, unable to keep the excitement out of his
|
|
voice.
|
|
"Yeah, Dad...you can come in me!" Nikki said hotly "Is that
|
|
what you wanted to know?....Well, it's all right....you can shoot it
|
|
way up inside me!" Jonas's dick throbbed at Nikki's lewd invitation.
|
|
"Oh, baby, when you talk that way!...."
|
|
"I can't wait to feel it, Dad...I saw how big you came in
|
|
Carmen...do me just like that!...come on!"
|
|
"I'm going to, Nikki," he swore as he began fucking her again.
|
|
He wasn't going to last long with the green light to fill her belly with
|
|
his seed. He looked down between their bodies and saw his cock
|
|
clearly for the first time as it knifed between her spread pussy lips.
|
|
'Jesus, look at that....that's fucking obscene!' his mind shouted.
|
|
His daughter's hands slid down his chest and wrapped around
|
|
his back, then moved lower to grip his churning ass.
|
|
"OOOHYEAAHH....GIVE IT TO ME!" Nikki wailed at him now,
|
|
"OH..UHH ...DOITDAD...UUUHHHH....COMEINME...COMEINME!"
|
|
Jonas felt himself going over the edge....right into the abyss.
|
|
"UUNGGGHHHH...ARRRGGGGGHHHH!" he groaned as his
|
|
buried cock spat the first long rope of cum in his daughter, his
|
|
fingers digging into the bedspread on either side of her head. His
|
|
vision crossed and swam before his eyes as following spurts,
|
|
more like little wellings, slowly deposited the rest of his ball load
|
|
all up and down the lining of Nikki's sweet cunt as he worked his
|
|
softening prick in and out, in and out.
|
|
"Mmmmmm....I can feel it," Nikki said softly and he looked at
|
|
her flushed face. "It feels wild, Dad."
|
|
Jonas didn't know what to say beyond that.....it was mind-
|
|
blowing. He lowered himself down and kissed her several times,
|
|
nibbling at her lips in post-orgasmic serenity.
|
|
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|
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|
Jonas woke up alone in his bed around 9 A.M. the next morning.
|
|
He had forgotten to pull the curtains before he retired the night
|
|
before and now bright Saturday sunlight lit the room.
|
|
Jonas lay there with his eyes closed for several minutes,
|
|
remembering the night before. Sticking it in her out on the deck,
|
|
eating her until she came again and then getting his own rocks off
|
|
between her young legs.....God, he felt ten years younger.
|
|
She was just amazing. Sexually, she was far more developed
|
|
than other's her age but she still had that tight 20 year old body.
|
|
He felt no regrets about partaking in what she had offered.
|
|
He turned over in the bed and swore he could smell Nikki's
|
|
scent on the pillow. She had wanted to sleep with him in his bed,
|
|
after they had both cleaned up a bit. She'd felt so good, laying
|
|
beside him.
|
|
'I wonder if she's still here?' Jonas thought. Nikki was not known
|
|
for rising early on a weekend and they had been up late.
|
|
He swung his legs out of bed and walked into the bathroom. He
|
|
took a much needed piss and brushed his hair and mustache.
|
|
"You look pretty good this morning, you old lecher," he said to
|
|
his 41 year old reflection and went back into the bedroom to
|
|
dress. He decided on his usual beach house garb - underwear and
|
|
a pair of shorts. Most days that was all you needed unless a
|
|
marine layer was socking in the coast.
|
|
Whistling ' It Never Rains in Southern California ', he headed
|
|
toward the main part of the house.
|
|
Walking through the livingroom, he could smell hot coffee.
|
|
'She is here...good.'
|
|
He entered the kitchen to find it empty. The coffee sounded real
|
|
good. He decided to search for his daughter after he poured
|
|
himself a cup. As he was getting a cup from the cupboard, he
|
|
looked out the kitchen window and spotted the top of Nikki's head.
|
|
She was sitting on the bench under the window. He rapped on the
|
|
pane and she stood up, gave him a wave and started for the doors
|
|
to the livingroom.
|
|
Jonas poured his cup of coffee and turned around to find Nikki
|
|
standing in the kitchen doorway.
|
|
"Good morning...Daddy," Nikki said oh-so-innocently and then
|
|
chuckled at their little secret. She was wearing a terry cloth robe,
|
|
cinched at the waist; it looked too big on her. She'd pinned most
|
|
of her hair up in the back, leaving a long lock of hair hanging down
|
|
either side of her face. She was holding her own coffee cup.
|
|
"Well, good morning to you, darling daughter," he played along,
|
|
leaning back against the counter and sipping his coffee.
|
|
She walked up to him, stood on her tiptoes and gave him a
|
|
quick peck on the lips. Then she pulled away and leaned against
|
|
the sink area.
|
|
"Like my robe?" she said, holding out her arms.
|
|
"That's your mother's robe," Jonas observed and Nikki shook her
|
|
head.
|
|
"No, Daddy....this robe belongs to the woman of the house."
|
|
Nikki inference was obvious; she was sharing his bed, so she was
|
|
the new woman of the house. Jonas got the idea that Nikki got a
|
|
kick out of taking the place of her mother.
|
|
"You sure earned it last night," he complimented her, walking
|
|
past her and tapping a finger on her lips. She made a playful biting
|
|
motion at it before following him into the livingroom.
|
|
He sat on the couch and she dropped into an easy chair, folding
|
|
a leg underneath her.
|
|
"Look like a good day out there?" he asked.
|
|
"Everyday is going to be good from now on," she promised.
|
|
"Are you planning to answer every question with little twist?"
|
|
Nikki laughed. "All right, I'll stop.....I'm still high from last
|
|
night!"
|
|
"You know we irrevocably changed our relationship last night...."
|
|
Jonas began, getting ready to lay down some ground rules for any
|
|
further forbidden fornication. They were playing with fire and he had
|
|
to impress that on her.
|
|
"Not that we had much of a relationship before this," Nikki
|
|
observed.
|
|
"OUCH!" Jonas acted hurt, putting a hand on his chest. "That
|
|
hurt."
|
|
"Well, come on, Dad," Nikki continued, "The last 3 or 4 years,
|
|
you've been sorta distant.......working late a lot....maybe
|
|
entertaining other women according to mother," she smiled at the
|
|
dig.
|
|
"I'm sorry, baby," Jonas said sincerely.
|
|
"Dad, you should thank your lucky stars....if we had had a real
|
|
father-daughter relationship, I wouldn't have proposed what
|
|
happened last night."
|
|
"In that case, I'm glad I ignored you," Jonas said tongue-in-
|
|
cheek.
|
|
Nikki got up and moved to sit beside him. Just then, a faint
|
|
beeping sound came from her purse which sat on the coffee table.
|
|
"My beeper," she explained, opening her purse and turning off
|
|
the device. She looked at the end of it to see what call back
|
|
number was displayed. "It's Tori."
|
|
"Here you go," Jonas said, picking up the cordless handset from
|
|
the base beside the couch.
|
|
Nikki sat beside him, facing him and dialed Tori.
|
|
"Hi, Tori........what did you tell her?.........O.K., that was
|
|
good....how long ago did she call?.....all right, thanks.....I can't
|
|
talk right now.... because!" She smiled at him. "I'll talk to you
|
|
later."
|
|
She turned the handset off.
|
|
"What was that about?" Jonas asked.
|
|
Nikki tapped the end of the headset's antenna against her
|
|
mouth, obviously in thought.
|
|
"O.K., I'm going to tell you but you can't get mad....I told Mom I
|
|
was staying at Tori's last night."
|
|
"I think I can forgive you that," Jonas said, running his finger
|
|
along her jawline. He preferred to remember her flat on her back,
|
|
receiving his hard staff in her fabulous pussy - that, after all, had
|
|
been the end result of her little white lie.
|
|
"Thanks," she said, moving her foot against his left shin, rubbing
|
|
it. "I need to call Mom. She's looking for me."
|
|
"Sure, go ahead."
|
|
Nikki dialed home and began talking to his soon-to-be-ex-wife.
|
|
"Hi, Mom! Tori said you called.....I'll probably be home later this
|
|
afternoon......I don't know, 4 or 5 o'clock maybe.....we can still do
|
|
something later....where am I?"
|
|
Nikki looked at him, unsure what she should say. Jonas
|
|
motioned that she should tell her she was there.
|
|
"I'm heading out to see Dad......he is still my father. I know you
|
|
guys are upset at each other....Mom, listen. I'm just going to stop
|
|
in and say hello, O.K.? I'll be home around noon, how's
|
|
that?......we'll go shopping. .....great, I'll see you then. Bye."
|
|
Nikki handed the handset back to him.
|
|
"Mom didn't like the fact that I was coming to see you."
|
|
"Nikki, she's going to be like that for a long time."
|
|
"It's going to be hard to slip out here as much as I want to,"
|
|
Nikki said, rubbing her hand on his hairy chest.
|
|
"I'm sure you'll find a way....there is something you need to find
|
|
out for me. We've got to be sure that she's not having me watched
|
|
anymore."
|
|
"Eeeewwww, you're right." Nikki saw the danger in that.
|
|
"It may be nothing to worry about....your mother would just think
|
|
you were here visiting. How could she ever imagine what we are
|
|
really going to be doing out here?" Jonas stroked her neck as he
|
|
thought about all her future visits, all those future fuck sessions.
|
|
"Now you're doing it!" Nikki pointed out.
|
|
"I couldn't resist it.....you excite your old man."
|
|
"You're hardly old. I do have something to tell you that might get
|
|
you more excited....I was thinking about it when I was sitting
|
|
outside."
|
|
"I'm all ears," Jonas said.
|
|
"It involves Tori....me and her are more than best friends.......I
|
|
sorta seduced her a few years ago!"
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|
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From chilipeelr@aol.com Fri Jul 04 16:45:08 1997
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Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
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Subject: Chili Repost: The Swing Man - Part 6 (inc, father/daughter)
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From: chilipeelr@aol.com (ChiliPeelr)
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Date: 4 Jul 1997 21:45:08 GMT
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THE FOLLOWING STORY CONTAINS GRAPHIC LANGUAGE
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AND DESCRIPTIONS OF SEXUAL ACTIVITIES. THIS MATERIAL
|
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IS DISTRIBUTED "FOR ADULTS ONLY" AND POSSESSION BY
|
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A MINOR IS STRICTLY FORBIDDEN. IF YOU ARE UNDER 18
|
|
YEARS OF AGE - GO FIND SOMETHING ELSE TO READ.
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|
********************************************************************
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The Swing Man by Chili Peeler (chilipeelr@aol.com)
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Part 6
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Jonas perked up at that. Every man just loves to watch two girls
|
|
get it on...... all those legs and asses and tits and tongues rolling
|
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around. One of his favorite things had been sneaking down to the
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Cheetah club to watch some girl-girl action and try to pick up one
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of the dancers.
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"Were you two experimenting a little? Just curious?"
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"Not me....I got into it at college. But it was Tori's first time."
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"No wonder your grades were so bad," Jonas observed.
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"OOOWW!"
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Nikki had pulled on his chest hairs.
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"Boy, I thought you'd be more surprised than this!" Nikki said.
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"I'm really only surprised at your choice....Tori's just sorta, I
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don't know, uh, homely?"
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"Dad, when's the last time you've seen Tori?" Jonas guessed it
|
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may have been maybe two years and he told her so. "Then, you
|
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haven't seen the new Tori....she's dropped a lot of weight, cut her
|
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hair short...and she grew." Nikki held her hands in front of her
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chest in a Dolly Parton parody.
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"I can't believe Tori's changed that much." he said.
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"You'll see...the reason I brought it up is that I'd like to have Tori
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over.... maybe you'd like to watch us."
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"Like from a closet?" Jonas asked, slightly intrigued. The threat
|
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of Tori finding out about he and Nikki really put a damper on his
|
|
arousal.
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"No, silly....we're naked, you're naked....and then we have a little
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|
audience participation at the end."
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Now, that surprised Jonas; that she would even consider telling
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Tori about their incestuous affair because that was what she was
|
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proposing.
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"Nikki, absolutely not! You can not tell anyone about us. Do you
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understand what could happen to me?...to us?" Jonas scolded her
|
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for even dreaming up such a crazy idea.
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|
"But, Dad..."
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"No buts! Baby, if you told Tori and she let it slip....or got mad at
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you and wanted to hurt us...Nikki, it could ruin our lives." Jonas
|
|
had bad thoughts of disbarment and some jail time.
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|
"O.K.!...O.K.! .....I won't tell her, Dad." Nikki promised, putting
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her coffee cup on the table in front of her. "I thought you wanted to
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|
get wild."
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"I think sleeping with my own daughter is wild enough!" Jonas
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|
said with a laugh and Nikki turned back to him with a wicked grin
|
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on her face.
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She scooted right next to him and swung her knee over his legs,
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ending up straddling his thighs facing him. Jonas put the coffee
|
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cup he'd almost dropped on the end table near the phone as his
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daughter placed her hands around his neck.
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|
"So....I'm wild enough for you?!" Nikki said, now with a playful,
|
|
seductive edge to her voice. She looked so wholesome and yet so
|
|
sexy - her blue eyes, thin aristocratic nose, those little lips, cute
|
|
narrow chin, the hint of cleavage through the slightly opened robe,
|
|
the creamy-white complexion of her skin.
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|
"You're my little heartbreaker," Jonas said softly. It had been
|
|
quite a while since he'd made love to a woman the morning after
|
|
but he felt the stirrings to do just that with his alluring daughter.
|
|
"I'd never break your heart, Daddy," Nikki whispered as she
|
|
moved her mouth toward his. She kissed him, feather-light on the
|
|
lips and then left her face close to his, rubbing her nose on his.
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|
'God, she's like a drug,' Jonas thought as his hands began
|
|
undoing the sash of her robe. 'And I'm getting hooked fast.'
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|
"Mmmmm.....Daddy, what are you doing?" Nikki asked
|
|
innocently.
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|
"We got two hours to kill, sweetheart," Jonas replied, sliding his
|
|
hands in the open front of her robe. Nikki chuckled and began
|
|
kissing him again.
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|
|
|
Forty minutes later, the master bedroom was ringing with their
|
|
grunts and groans. The sheer inner set of curtains had been pulled
|
|
closed, allowing most of the sunlight to pass through and give the
|
|
room a yellowish glow. Faint gray fibrous shadows of the curtain's
|
|
fabric fell on the moving bodies of the incestuous pair like
|
|
undulating topographic lines.
|
|
'Jesus, I love this!' Nikki confessed mentally as she gripped the
|
|
sturdy lacquered slats of her parent's headboard, looking back
|
|
over her right shoulder, watching her horny father hump into her
|
|
slippery slot.
|
|
"Ah...oh....oohhhh...uh....uhhh...gaaa....ummmm....yeah," she
|
|
throatily huffed and puffed as her father's strong hands gripped her
|
|
waist, holding her lithe frame steady.
|
|
Last night's lovemaking had been a series of quick sprints to
|
|
orgasms for both of them but, this morning, her father was really
|
|
taking his time, stopping periodically to just let his erection
|
|
luxuriate in her young body or to change to another position.
|
|
She caught her father's eye when he looked up from watching
|
|
his penetration. Smiling contentedly, he stuck his long-lasting
|
|
peter deep in her and let his chest drop down on her back, his lips
|
|
kissing her shoulder a couple of times.
|
|
"Enjoying yourself?" he ask unnecessarily. He'd given her a
|
|
mini-orgasm once already by going down on her to begin with. She
|
|
now knew why girls went for older men if her father was any
|
|
example - they would go out of their way to please a young piece
|
|
of ass, whether out of gratitude or the promise of more.
|
|
"Oh yeah!" she said, grinding her butt against him as she faced
|
|
the headboard again, "Tell me again why this is against the
|
|
law...." she joked.
|
|
Her father chuckled, then leaned his torso back up a little. Nikki
|
|
felt his hands start sliding up her back, his thumbs kneading little
|
|
circles along either side of her spine.
|
|
"I love your body," her father murmured.
|
|
"Just my body?"
|
|
"No, baby...of course, I love all of you.....," her father assured
|
|
her as he leaned all the way back, running his hands down the
|
|
length of her back. They kept going over the very back of her rear
|
|
end and she felt his thumbs pulling the lower swells of her ass
|
|
further apart, pulling the skin on either side of her stuffed pussy
|
|
taut, "....but your body is way out in front."
|
|
Nikki used her cuntal muscles to squeeze his organ and her
|
|
father lightly slapped her ass.
|
|
"That's a talented little pussy."
|
|
"It really wants to come, Daddy," she informed him, looking
|
|
back to see him again staring at it...her father was definitely a
|
|
pussyman. Nikki wished he'd just get back to fucking her. So,
|
|
she was really disappointed when she felt him pull out of her fuck-
|
|
ready snatch.
|
|
"Let me see you make it come, baby....here, scoot back a
|
|
little.....now lay your face on the pillows....yeah, stick that ass up
|
|
higher...beautiful ... now, let me see you play with that pussy."
|
|
Masturbating herself for her father sounded pretty kinky and
|
|
Nikki liked the idea. He might have gotten the idea from what she
|
|
had told him about her and Tori. She spread her knees a little
|
|
wider on the bed, slipping her right hand back between her thighs.
|
|
Her slender fingers knew the territory well.
|
|
"Very nice...verrrrryyy nice," Dad said from somewhere behind
|
|
her as she rubbed and pulled and spread her bush-fringed cunt
|
|
petals. "God, that looks good, baby.....just like that.....that looks
|
|
so hot.....shit, yes....
|
|
I'll give you about twenty minutes to stop that!"
|
|
"Daddddddyy, you're incorrigible!" Nikki cried from the pillow her
|
|
face was laying on....called him incorrigible as she frigged her
|
|
tingling twat eight ways to Sunday.
|
|
Nikki closed her eyes and began waxing her clit with her
|
|
glistening fingertips. In a few minutes, she was making little
|
|
yipping sounds as bolts of current shot through her fiery pussy.
|
|
She was getting awfully close to a climatic conclusion.
|
|
She'd almost forgotten about her father, caught up in her
|
|
fingering frenzy, but suddenly his hands were on her ass, pulling
|
|
the lower portion of her butt apart again. Then his lips barely
|
|
touched her slit, almost making her come on the spot.
|
|
Instinctively, she made a dipping motion with her hips like she was
|
|
fucking someone herself.
|
|
His lips went away but she knew he was watching so she kept
|
|
on phantom-fucking the air beneath her hips, holding her fingers
|
|
still and moving her pussy on them. In her mind's eye, she could
|
|
see her father back there jacking himself, too.
|
|
"MMMMMM....SSSSSSSS....UUUMMMM...MMMMMM!" Nikki
|
|
panted away into the pillow, finding it harder to breathe as she
|
|
shot down the homestretch toward her much-needed orgasm.
|
|
Her father threw a new twist at her and couldn't have timed it any
|
|
better.
|
|
His strong hands grabbed the front of her legs above her knees
|
|
and jerked them back about a foot. Her hips fell to within six
|
|
inches of the mattress. Before she could raise her shoulders with
|
|
her left elbow and look around to see what he had in mind, he was
|
|
on top of her, driving his hot fat pecker deep in her fuck-slit.
|
|
"OOOOOOOUUUUGGGGGGGG!" Nikki groaned as his full
|
|
weight came down on her, pinning her right arm under her, and he
|
|
began hammering away with his hips.
|
|
"COME...COME...COME...COME!" Daddy yelled with each
|
|
thrust.
|
|
"OOOOOHHHHGODDDD......DDADDDDDDYY!!"
|
|
Nikki's cunt exploded around her parent's prick like the night
|
|
before but far more intensely. Her feet and head snapped up in
|
|
unison has her innards turned to quicksilver all up and down her
|
|
father's slowing dick.
|
|
"OH YEAH, BABY....COME...oh, yeah....let it go..let it go," she
|
|
heard her father's voice close to her ear. She expected to feel the
|
|
warm rush of his incestuous spunk but it never came.
|
|
The waves of orgasm coursed out and came crashing back on
|
|
each other for over a minute, her blown-away box shuddering and
|
|
squeezing her father's buried member.
|
|
When it was over, she let her chin fall into the pillow and her feet
|
|
fall across the back of his knees like stems on a pair of
|
|
sunglasses. She felt her father's lips against the side of her hair,
|
|
kissing it and nuzzling toward her ear.
|
|
"Daddy?" she finally murmured.
|
|
"Mmmhhhhmmm."
|
|
"Is there any way we could get married?"
|
|
Her father started laughing deep in his chest and she smiled,
|
|
thoroughly sated. Her father gave her calm cunt a few slow pumps
|
|
with his still hard cock, reminding her that they were not through
|
|
by a longshot.
|
|
|
|
'God, that was a close one....couple more strokes and I'd have
|
|
popped my cork in my baby's pussy again,' Jonas thought as he
|
|
stroked her supple body. 'I'm a sick fuck for doing this but it's just
|
|
too damn good... just laying here naked with her would be better
|
|
than the sex her mother had been giving me...actually fucking her
|
|
surpasses everything...I'm going to make her turn over on her back
|
|
for the big finish....look in her eyes while I screw her!"
|
|
Jonas ran his right hand over her shoulder, slowly up her neck,
|
|
and brushed aside the lock of hair that covered her cheek. He
|
|
kissed her exposed ear briefly and then the side of her mouth - the
|
|
mouth that had nursed at his nipples, sucked on his tongue.....
|
|
'Sucking?.....oh yeah, those lips are made for sucking!....I've
|
|
satisfied her enough for one day....time for Nikki to give me what I
|
|
want.' His dick grew stiffer in his daughter's pussy thinking about
|
|
what he was going to ask her to do.
|
|
Jonas pulled out of his daughter, rolled off her to the left onto his
|
|
side, and began collecting pillows to prop himself up. Beside him,
|
|
Nikki rolled over toward him and her right shoulder came to rest
|
|
against his stomach. She turned her face up toward him.
|
|
"Want to do something special for me?" Jonas asked.
|
|
Nikki gave him a little smile. "Maybe."
|
|
"I'd like to finish by doing something we have tried yet," Jonas
|
|
said, smoothing her bangs with his left hand.
|
|
"Mmmmmmm, let me guess....you want me on top this time?"
|
|
"No, but we will do that sometime, I promise you....let me give
|
|
you a hint." His stroking hand had moved down the far side of her
|
|
face. He moved his forefinger to her mouth and pushed it past her
|
|
lips. He moved it in and out and winked at her.
|
|
Nikki's eyes filled with understanding and she smiled around his
|
|
finger before giving it a loving suck. His pretty daughter was going
|
|
to suck his cock!
|
|
"That's my girl," Jonas said as she rolled over on top of him,
|
|
straddling his stomach with her elbows and laying her legs
|
|
between his, her back arched due to the incline of his body. Jonas
|
|
felt her soft boobs pressing against his erection, could actually
|
|
see the cap of his cock sandwiched between his stomach and her
|
|
breastbone when she looked up at him.
|
|
"You're asking me to take your big dick in my mouth.....Daddy,
|
|
I'm just shocked!" Nikki was such a cockteaser and Jonas loved
|
|
it.
|
|
"Don't play Miss Innocent with me!" Jonas sniggered, pushing
|
|
her shoulders down his body, "I'm betting you're real good at this,
|
|
Nikki."
|
|
Nikki kissed her way down his torso as she shifted her body into
|
|
cocksucking position, keeping her eyes on his face until the puffy
|
|
crown of his prick hit the bottom of her chin.
|
|
At that point, she twisted her body so her left armpit supported
|
|
herself on his right thigh and her right hand began rubbing the
|
|
underside of his cock as it lay on his lap.
|
|
"Think you can handle that?" Jonas asked her, laying his right
|
|
hand on the back of her head.
|
|
"I think so," Nikki purred confidently as her right hand fisted the
|
|
base and hefted it upright so his drunkenly swaying phallus was
|
|
right there in front of her pretty little mouth.
|
|
"Mmmmmm," she said, "O.K., Dad, how do you want it? Nice
|
|
and slow?" Looking at his face, she gave the underside of his
|
|
glans a long, slow lick.
|
|
"Or nice and hard?" She tightened her grip on his shaft and
|
|
jacked his cock several times.
|
|
"Oooooh, Jesus!..... Nikki, it's not going to matter! I'm not going
|
|
to be able to hold out long watching you, not the first time......give
|
|
me a few minutes of slow and then just give it all you got, honey!"
|
|
His naughty daughter began licking around the head of his
|
|
organ, taking her sweet time. He'd oozed a little when she gave
|
|
him the preview jacks and he watched her lick that up, her tongue
|
|
swirling around and around.
|
|
"Mmmmm, that's great.....baby, you're going to ruin me for other
|
|
women, you know that don't you?... aahh....no pussy or mouth is
|
|
ever going to compare!"
|
|
Nikki dropped her face behind his wide wanker and her tongue
|
|
dragged down his underside until her lips reached the top of his
|
|
hairy scrotum. She bent his cock to the side so he would have an
|
|
unobstructed view as she began sucking in little slivers of his sack
|
|
through her lips.
|
|
"Nice, honey, very nice," he encouraged her when she looked up
|
|
at him. She moved her body even further back, dipping her nose
|
|
down out of his sight and came back up with his whole left nut in
|
|
her mouth. Jonas had never had that done and it sent his cock a
|
|
twitching as he watched his daughter do the same to his other
|
|
ball, the warm interior of her mouth sucking his egg-shaped
|
|
testicle lovingly.
|
|
She plopped the hairy cum-maker out of her mouth and rose up
|
|
on her left hand and knees, her right hand swinging his flagpole
|
|
cock up to her lips again. Jonas watched her mouth hover over him
|
|
for a few seconds as her tongue wetted her lips. Then she gave
|
|
the tip of his cock a kiss, held the smooch briefly and then her lips
|
|
expanded as she pushed her mouth down.
|
|
"AAAAAAAAaaahhhhhhhh!" Jonas groaned as his bloated
|
|
cockknob disappeared up into his daughter's mouth. Her lips
|
|
stopped when she had the head engulfed.
|
|
She slid her hand slowly up to meet her lips, not gripping it very
|
|
tightly but the sight was enough to almost unhinged Jonas. She
|
|
slid her hand back down his cock and then took her hand away,
|
|
now holding him with only her mouth. Slowly she began rotating
|
|
her face, twisting her lips on him while her tongue tormented his
|
|
imprisoned glans.
|
|
"AAaaaaahhh, that's good, honey.......oh.....oh yeah....let me
|
|
see how much you can take......go
|
|
ahead....aaaahhAAAAAHHHH!" Jonas groaned again as she sank
|
|
her lips lower, taking half of his distended dick to the back of her
|
|
throat in a series of small gulping motions.
|
|
She began really blowing him then - bobbing her head, sucking
|
|
hard with concave cheeks. Just like he'd ordered.
|
|
"YEAAAHH...suck it, Nikki!..unnnnnhhh...uuunnnnnhhh."
|
|
His daughter's no-hands blowjob was making his sperm
|
|
percolate in his ball-sac. He wasn't going to hold back when the
|
|
moment came - he was just going to ejaculate right in her mouth.
|
|
He had no doubts that his little girl was a swallower....a hot bi-
|
|
sexual father-cocksucking swallower!
|
|
"Unnnnnhhh.....Nikkkiiii....you're making me feel so
|
|
good....uuuunnnh."
|
|
His daughter's mouth had perfect control of his proud prick. Her
|
|
lips came oh so close to leaving his dick but never did; they
|
|
always stopped with half his cockhead showing, filling the room
|
|
with a slurping sound, and then corkscrewed down his lip-
|
|
stretching throbber.
|
|
Jonas watched it all, filing the images away in his mind under a
|
|
folder called "BLOWJOB1" - the way her lips did stretch thin, her
|
|
eyes closed as she worshipped him orally, the way the locks of
|
|
hair on each side of her face swayed with her head bobbing, her
|
|
dangling knockers which he could see through her arms.
|
|
"Shit, baby.....oh Nikki, I'm right there!" Jonas warned, his hands
|
|
coming up to grab her pitching head. He could feel himself
|
|
beginning to lose it. There is that four or five seconds before
|
|
climax when every man knows it is all over, that there is no turning
|
|
back. He thrust up into her mouth once, unable to control himself.
|
|
"MMMPPPFF!" Nikki moaned around his girth as he banged
|
|
against the back of her throat. Her right hand came back up and
|
|
gripped his rowdy erection, giving her more control. It also allowed
|
|
her to start whacking him off in her mouth, her fist went flying up
|
|
and down his shaft.
|
|
"Nikki!....God, Nikki...uuugggghhh...UUUUNNGGGHH ....
|
|
GGGGAAA!"
|
|
Jonas gave a strangled cry as his first main wad of his semen
|
|
jetted up into the wet heat of Nikki's waiting mouth.
|
|
"MMMMMHMMMMSLLLLRRIIIIIIIIPPPP!" Nikki hummed and
|
|
then slurped loudly as she gulped down his first burst, her hand
|
|
cranking him for more. Jonas threatened to crush her head with
|
|
his hands as she jacked more jism out of his twitching Johnson.
|
|
"SLLLRRIIIIIPPPP!" She milked his boner four or five times and
|
|
then drew her mouth off him, her hand still around his base.
|
|
Jonas opened his eyes when he felt her mouth withdraw. He felt
|
|
more jism still left and he didn't think Nikki realized it.
|
|
"I'm not done, Nikki!" he gasped. He covered her hand with his
|
|
and made her jack him again. A fountain of his watery cum,
|
|
maybe an inch high, gushed through his piss-slit and trickled
|
|
down around her hand.
|
|
"God, Dad!" Nikki exclaimed as she drew another white fountain
|
|
from his ball-wells, her hand slippery with cum. Without being told,
|
|
she wrapped her hot lips around his slimy fountainhead and
|
|
continued coaxing his slow-traveling semen with her pumping fist.
|
|
With old age, Jonas's delivery system had slowed down but
|
|
times like this made it a blessing....all the minor cumshots felt
|
|
great and he had a lot of them.
|
|
Finally, he was empty. Nikki proved this by pulling his dick out
|
|
of her mouth and milking it strongly, only to have nothing come
|
|
out.
|
|
"Thank you, Nikki..I think that will quite do it," Jonas advised her
|
|
as she rolled on her left side, laying her weight again on his right
|
|
thigh, and jacked him again just to be sure.
|
|
"Have you got a spare tank or what?!" Nikki kidded him. It wasn't
|
|
that he pumped out more than he used to when he was younger, it
|
|
just took longer.
|
|
"It's just age," he told her, rubbing her shoulder, "I'm an old
|
|
man."
|
|
"Yeah, so you keep saying!.......tell it to my pussy," Nikki doled
|
|
out more hot compliments.
|
|
The phone rang on the nightstand and Jonas picked up the
|
|
handset and turned it on.
|
|
"Hello."
|
|
There was silence for a few seconds and he was going to hang
|
|
up but then he heard Stella say, "Jonas, I'd like to speak to Nikki."
|
|
"Hello, Stella," he said, looking down at his daughter. Nikki gave
|
|
him a wicked grin and took his half-hard prick back into her mouth,
|
|
her eyes looking up at him. It was just like her to do something
|
|
like that when he was talking to her mother. "Let me get her for
|
|
you," he said, covering the phone with his hand.
|
|
"Nikki, you got to talk to her," he whispered down to his bad
|
|
daughter.
|
|
Nikki drew her mouth off him and made a pouty face.
|
|
"Oh, Dad! Tell her I'm too busy sucking your dick!" she kidded.
|
|
Jonas made an angry face back at her and she got up on her
|
|
knees. "Chill, Dad!" she said, pulling his legs together and
|
|
crawling onto his lap, where she sat down, her knees straddling
|
|
his hips, her pussy on his deflating dick.
|
|
She took the phone and said sweetly, "Hi, Mom!.......yeah, I'll be
|
|
leaving here in about 15 minutes.......sure, anything else you
|
|
need?....all right, bye!"
|
|
She tossed the turned off handset on the bed and leaned down
|
|
to give him a quick kiss.
|
|
"When am I going to see you again?" Jonas asked.
|
|
"I'll be with Mom all night probably...I'm sure I could come out
|
|
tomorrow. Can you wait that long?" she said, running a finger
|
|
down his chest.
|
|
"I guess I'll have to."
|
|
"I'm gonna get cleaned up," Nikki said, crawling off him and
|
|
padding toward the bathroom. Jonas was sure she was swinging
|
|
that little ass of hers just a little more than usual, setting the
|
|
hooks in him a bit deeper.
|
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Nikki stopped by the store on the way home and bought the
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item that Mother had phoned about. Driving back to Brentwood,
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she felt unhappy. She really didn't want to spend the night with her
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mother. Like with her father, Nikki had little in common with her. It
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hadn't been that way always but in the last few years as Nikki had
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started spending more and more time outside the home exploring
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her sexuality, she had come to see how uptight her mother was.
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Not just to the idea of sex - about everything! Smoking,
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fashions, what was in the movies, all kinds of stuff. It was stifling
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to hear all the "you're not going to wear that, are you?" and the "if
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you're going to live in this house...".
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'I wouldn't get that if I was living with Dad!' Nikki thought. 'Dad
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and I are more than in tune.'
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Dinner with her mother was a slow torture as she continued to
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heap bad thing upon bad thing on her father. Nikki spoke up for her
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father on a number of occasions, just to show her mother that
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there were two sides to every story.
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After dinner, Nikki suggested that they go out and see a movie.
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She would have gladly sat through some European subtitled
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masterpiece if it meant they didn't have to talk for two hours.
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But before they could decide on anything, they got a phone call
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from Mrs. Sperling, Tori's mother. Tori had told her what was
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happening in the Elliot household and she had phoned to talk with
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Stella. They were friends by association of their daughters.
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Mrs. Sperling invited them to come over and visit. Nikki was
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surprised when her mother accepted the invitation.
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So a half hour later they were over at the Sperling home. Her
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mother and Mrs. Sperling sat and talked in the livingroom while
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Nikki and Tori went upstairs to Tori's bedroom.
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"All right...where were you last night, Nikki?" Tori asked as soon
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as they were alone.
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"Tori, I'd really rather not say...no, I take that back, I'd really
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like
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to tell you....but I can't." Nikki said, falling across her bed in
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exasperation.
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"Do you hear yourself?" Tori said sitting on the bed beside her.
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"You sound all confused....I thought there was nothing we couldn't
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tell each other."
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"Tori, I think I could tell you. I know you'd keep it secret. But
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there's someone else involved that made me promise not to tell
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anyone."
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"You know you're going to tell me," Tori said confidently,
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stroking Nikki's jean-clad leg. "So why not just do it now?....is it a
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guy or a girl?....come on, Nikki, spill it."
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Nikki felt herself weakening...she just had to tell someone else
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her secret. Tori could keep her secret; she was sure of it.
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"All right but you got to promise not to tell!"
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Jonas Elliot came to a stop in front of the beach house early the
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next morning and put his hands on his hips as he drank in huge
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gulps of sea air. A marine layer was still hanging around, keeping
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the temperature down, so he'd decided to take a jog along the
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ocean. The run had felt good, got his blood flowing but he hadn't
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run far enough to tire himself needlessly.
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'Not when Nikki's coming out," he chuckled to himself.
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The night before had been so boring after all that had gone on.
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Eventually he'd driven down to Gladstone's for a late dinner and
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then had come back and milled around the empty beach house for
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a while, finally going to bed in hopes that it would seem to shorten
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the time until he could have Nikki in his arms.
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He took off his sweaty T-shirt and went up the stairs that led up
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to the deck of his home. In the kitchen, he took a jug of Gatorade
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out of the refrigerator and drank it without using a glass. There was
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one thing he hated to do and that was dishes. He'd be doing a lot
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of eating out.
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He went back into the living area and saw that someone had
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called while he was out. He walked to the message machine and
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hit the button.
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"Hi, Dad. Where are you? Just calling to let you know I'll be
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there around 11. Love ya, bye."
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'Another two hours and my little horny baby will be back!" Jonas
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thought as he headed back to shower.
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At 12:15 P.M., Nikki pulled up and parked outside the door in
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the privacy wall at the beach house. She'd arrived late on purpose;
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she wanted her father to wait a little longer.
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'I'm going to hate to do this but he'll thank me later,' she hoped.
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She got out of the car and reached in the bag seat for the duffel
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bag purse she had brought her change of clothes in. A breeze
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came up and ballooned the sheer hemp-toned sunshirt she was
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wearing. Underneath that she had on her bikini top. A short pair of
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shorts hid her bikini bottoms. She wanted to get some sun today
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since she had told her mother that she was going to the
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beach....although not to the beach house.
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She walked through the wall gate and down to the front door.
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She tried the door and found that it was unlocked. Stepping into
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the foyer, she called out for her father. He came down the hall from
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his bedroom.
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"There you are!" he said.
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"Hello, Father," Nikki said, dropping bag and wrapping her arms
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around his waist as he gave her welcoming kiss. And then another
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real kiss with a little tongue and some roaming hands on her
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bottom.
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'I don't think I'll have any trouble making him see reason,' Nikki
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thought to herself as they unclenched.
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"What kind of outfit is that?" he said as they walked into the
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living area.
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"It's a sunshirt. For those of us with delicate skin," she twirled in
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|
front of him and then began unbuttoning the shirt as he leaned
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against the back of the couch. She saw the way his eyes were
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|
looking through the sheer material. She opened the shirt and
|
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pulled it down off her shoulders, showcasing the skimpy black
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bikini top. Spaghetti straps and two triangular patches that left no
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|
guesswork about her cleavage and the inner slopes of her breasts.
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"Ta-da!" she said.
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Her father raised his eyes from her charms and chuckled, "That
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looks very nice on you, Nikki....it's going to look even better laying
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by the bed."
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"Jeez, Dad! I haven't heard that one in a while," Nikki replied.
|
|
"Very unoriginal."
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"Hey, I bet there aren't many fathers that have said that to their
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|
daughters...I think it's very original."
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"Let's go for a swim," Nikki suggested. She saw some
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|
disappointment cross his face. She wouldn't mind just going back
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|
to his bed either but the longer she could tease him along, the
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|
easier it would be.
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|
"The water's awfully cold," he pointed out, trying to deter her, no
|
|
doubt.
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|
"Come on, Dad," Nikki whined. "Are you worried something will
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|
get all shriveled up!" Her eyes went to his crotch. "Don't
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|
worry...after the swim I'll unshrink things!"
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|
"Nikki, you little.....O.K., let's do it!"
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|
He pulled off his T-shirt, leaving himself in his usual swim trunks.
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|
"I'll get some towels," he said and went back to his bedroom.
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|
Nikki unzipped her shorts and shed them and took off her tennis
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|
shoes. Standing up, she pulled her bikini bottoms in place as her
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|
father came back with two towels.
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|
They left the towels hanging at the base of the beach stairs and
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|
walked down to the ocean. The beach was mostly deserted; it
|
|
was a public area but most people went up to Zuma or stayed
|
|
down at the Santa Monica beach. The only people that ever
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frequented this part of the coast was the inhabitants of the beach
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houses.
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From chilipeelr@aol.com Fri Jul 04 16:47:22 1997
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Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
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Subject: Chili Repost: The Swing Man - Part 7 (inc, father/daughter, anal)
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From: chilipeelr@aol.com (ChiliPeelr)
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Date: 4 Jul 1997 21:47:22 GMT
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THE FOLLOWING STORY CONTAINS GRAPHIC LANGUAGE
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AND DESCRIPTIONS OF SEXUAL ACTIVITIES. THIS MATERIAL
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IS DISTRIBUTED "FOR ADULTS ONLY" AND POSSESSION BY
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A MINOR IS STRICTLY FORBIDDEN. IF YOU ARE UNDER 18
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YEARS OF AGE - GO FIND SOMETHING ELSE TO READ.
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********************************************************************
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The Swing Man by Chili Peeler (chilipeelr@aol.com)
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Part 7
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When they walked in the water, Nikki let out a whoop at the
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coldness.
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"I told you it was cold!" her father said.
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"We'll get used to it," Nikki said and bravely ran into the water
|
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until a wave bore down on her. She dove under it and came up
|
|
sputtering as her body rebelled against the change in temperature.
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She swooped her wet hair backward and looked around for her
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father. He came up beside her, letting out a whoop.
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"Jesus, Nikki!"
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"Don't be a baby," she said, her teeth chattering as she
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submerged herself to the neck. "We'll get used to it."
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They splashed around for ten minutes and then headed back
|
|
into the shore. Nikki walked up to where the soft white sand began
|
|
and lay down on her back to dry off in the sun. She patted the
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sand beside her and her father lay down beside her on his side
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|
facing her.
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"Looks like that swim was pretty stimulating," he said. Nikki
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|
followed his eyes to her chest where her hard nipples were very
|
|
apparent under her top. Nikki sat up on her elbows and used her
|
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fingers to drag the swatches of cloth back and forth, giving her
|
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father just a peek at her faint pinkish aureole.
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"Dad, what did you plan for us to do today?" she asked, smiling
|
|
at the way he smiled at her. Nikki could tell he wanted to touch
|
|
her but out in the open he was afraid to.
|
|
"Oh, I figured we'd pick up where we left off yesterday."
|
|
"I had this dream last night, Dad...I'd like to make it a reality,"
|
|
Nikki said mysteriously and hotly.
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|
"You know I just want to make you happy," her father responded
|
|
and leaned closer.
|
|
"I had this dream that you and me....and Tori were all in bed
|
|
doing it."
|
|
Nikki saw his face cloud again.
|
|
"Nikki, we talked about that, honey. It's just not safe."
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|
"I know you think that but I'm telling you that Tori isn't going to
|
|
tell on us. She'd be telling on herself if she did."
|
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"Nikki, why can't you just be happy with us?" her father said,
|
|
risking a hand on her belly.
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"Dad, I am but I love Tori, too. I was with her before I was with
|
|
you.... and if you can't accept her into our secret, then I'm afraid I
|
|
can't see you this way anymore."
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|
'There...I've done it," Nikki thought.
|
|
After she had told Tori about her sex with her father, they had
|
|
tried to think of a way to get him to loosen up about letting Tori
|
|
going them. It turned out that Tori had had a crush on her father for
|
|
years and she would love to have her father between her legs as
|
|
well.
|
|
In fact, it was Tori's idea to withhold more sex from her father.
|
|
The idea had no downside; if her father stuck to his guns, she'd
|
|
just concede the issue and keep fucking him.
|
|
"Nikki, you're not serious!" her father said.
|
|
"I'm very serious, Dad....no Tori, no more me," Nikki said as
|
|
sternly as she could. It was hard to lay down an ultimatum like
|
|
that to her father.
|
|
Her father got up and walked about twenty yards away and then
|
|
walked back.
|
|
"This is blackmail," he said simply.
|
|
"Suit yourself, Dad....what's it going to be?"
|
|
"All right, Nikki...you can tell Tori. But I don't have to sleep with
|
|
her if I don't want, too. You say she's gotten more attractive but if
|
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she doesn't do anything for me, I'm not going to sleep with her.
|
|
And I may not want her in the room when we do it."
|
|
"That's all I wanted to hear, Dad," Nikki said standing up and
|
|
brushing sand off her ass. "I agree with your terms as well....now,
|
|
let's go inside."
|
|
"You're going to get it when we get inside," her father promised.
|
|
She just smiled and they walked up to the outdoor shower at the
|
|
base of the stairs. Nikki stood under it and washed off the sand.
|
|
She stepped away and her father got under it to do the same.
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|
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'Jesus, sexually blackmailed by my own daughter..I hope she
|
|
knows what she's doing," Jonas thought as he stood under the
|
|
shower getting the salt from his hair.
|
|
He turned the shower off, and wiped the water from his face. And
|
|
found himself alone.
|
|
Looking up the stairs, he saw Nikki about halfway up holding
|
|
both unused towels.
|
|
"Want your towel, Dad?"
|
|
"Yes," he said walking up the stairs. Nikki started walking up
|
|
the stairs, keeping her distance.
|
|
"Nikki, come on," he said.
|
|
"Bet you can't catch me before I get inside," Nikki challenged.
|
|
"Nikki, I don't feel like chasing you. Just give...." He began to
|
|
running up the stairs at her, using the element of surprise. She
|
|
shrieked and started running up ahead of him but he was gaining
|
|
fast.
|
|
He almost caught her when they reached the back door but she
|
|
shot in and ran across the living room, leaving wet footprints in the
|
|
maroon carpet. He slowed his chase and simply walked back to
|
|
his bedroom.
|
|
He found her in the bathroom, toweling her damp hair and
|
|
looking at him in the counter-long mirror.
|
|
"Hey, slowpoke," she said, watching him in the mirror as he
|
|
came up behind her. She looked so good, wet and shiny, like a
|
|
sea otter.
|
|
He undid the back of her bikini top and pulled the thin straps off
|
|
her shoulders. They watched the top fall away down her front and
|
|
she put down the towel she had been holding as he reached
|
|
around her to cup her young tits.
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|
"You're terrible," he said, resting his cheek against her damp
|
|
hair.
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|
"I know," she said, smiling as she watched his hands play with
|
|
her stiff-nippled titties. Jonas swirled his flat fingers on her nipples,
|
|
moving her fluid tit-flesh up and down on her thin frame. She made
|
|
little sounds deep in her throat as she watched their reflection.
|
|
"I forgive you," he said as he caught her nipples with his thumbs
|
|
and forefingers. He pulled them toward the mirror, making her
|
|
breasts stretch away from her body.
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|
"Ooooooh, Dad! I want you to fuck me right here...I want to
|
|
watch in the mirror," Nikki proposed, putting his hands over his as
|
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he squashed her tits back on her chest.
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"Sure, baby," he agreed readily. His dick was beginning to stir
|
|
and he'd have fuck her on the roof if she wanted. He couldn't wait
|
|
to feel himself in his own flesh and blood again.
|
|
She spun in his arms and began tugging down his wet trunks.
|
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He helped her and they pool around his ankles. Nikki reached
|
|
behind her for the towel and then began briskly rubbing it on his
|
|
crotch.
|
|
"The swim did shrivel you up," she said, looking up at him as
|
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she dried and excited him at the same time. Nikki pulled the towel
|
|
away and threw it on the floor, going to her knees in front of him.
|
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Jonas looked down to watch her take his cock in her mouth. The
|
|
sight, like the day before, was electrifying. She began sucking
|
|
him, gently squeezing his nuts, as he ran a hand through her
|
|
damp hair.
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"That's a good girl, Nikki....oh, yeah..it's getting hard for you,"
|
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Jonas muttered down to her. His prick was plumping up quickly
|
|
between her sliding lips. She took her mouth off him briefly, gave
|
|
him a few jacks and then continued her sucking. Soon, he was as
|
|
stiff as a hell.
|
|
Nikki stood up and turned back to the mirror. Looking at his
|
|
reflection behind her, she grabbed the bows on the sides of her
|
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bottoms and undid them. She parted her legs a little and the
|
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panties fell to the floor.
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Smiling devilishly, she bent over the counter.
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"Take me like this, Dad!" Nikki said sensuously.
|
|
Jonas put his hands on her rear end and began to stroke the
|
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chilled, clammy skin as he looked at her face's reflection.
|
|
"You're cold," he observed to her.
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"You'll have to warm me up," she countered, wiggling her tush at
|
|
him.
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|
The whole scene was very stimulating, both in the location and her
|
|
position. Doing it in the bathroom with the mirror; her mother would
|
|
never have suggested such a thing.
|
|
Jonas moved his right hand down between her legs, sliding his
|
|
fingertips into her matted down pubes surrounding her slit. He
|
|
ruffled the hair up, sliding his hand way underneath to tease up the
|
|
vee of hair above her sex as well. Then his fingers came back to
|
|
play in the folds of her pussy and he found that area warm and
|
|
ready.
|
|
"Mmmmm, Dad," Nikki purred, spreading her legs slightly wider.
|
|
Jonas stuck two fingers in her pussyhole and fingerfucked her for a
|
|
minute, watching the heat from between her legs show up on her
|
|
young face in the mirror.
|
|
"You feel like you're ready, baby," Jonas said, drawing his
|
|
fingers from her hot hole.
|
|
"Yeah, Dad, give it to me!" Nikki encouraged him.
|
|
Jonas took up his position behind his daughter's bottom and
|
|
used his right hand to position his cockknob at her entrance.
|
|
Finding it, he pressed it home. The head barged past her tight
|
|
gateway and began its journey far up into her swampy interior.
|
|
After a quick peek at his disappearing rod into her slit, he watched
|
|
her face as he slid his fat cock up in her pussy again.
|
|
"Ooooh, Dad....I love it.....fill me!" Nikki crooned back at him in
|
|
the mirror, some of her stringy damp hair falling over her face. She
|
|
looked really turned on, like she was going to come very soon. It
|
|
had been her idea to do it this way maybe it just had her hotter
|
|
than usual.
|
|
Jonas bottomed out in her sweet pussy and held himself inside
|
|
her a few seconds, feeling her walls massaging his buried pecker.
|
|
He ran his hands on down her ass to grip her slender waist,
|
|
enjoying the transition from soft baby fat ass to the firm muscle of
|
|
her torso. He began fucking her with medium-hard strokes, pulling
|
|
halfway out of her hot passage before sending it back into her
|
|
welcoming cunt sheath, loosening it a little more.
|
|
"Aahh..Nikki, I love your pussy," he grunted over her little
|
|
moans. He'd talked so familiarly with his daughter only once
|
|
before, their first night he'd told her he wanted to suck his baby's
|
|
pussy. He'd felt embarrassed after he had said it then. But now he
|
|
felt no embarrassment. Nikki was his new lover and he was going
|
|
to treat her like any woman that liked to hear hot talk during sex.
|
|
The fact that she was his daughter was just going to make it
|
|
better for both of them.
|
|
"Daddy loves to fuck your pussy, Nikki!" He saw her eyes open
|
|
and look at his in the mirror as her upper body rocked on the
|
|
counter top.
|
|
"Fucking with you...is the best," Nikki said between thrusts.
|
|
"Why is it the best?" Jonas wanted to hear his daughter confess
|
|
to the obvious. They smiled at each other in the mirror as she
|
|
formulated her reply.
|
|
"Because you're so big," she said.
|
|
"Because my dick is so big?" he prompted her. He shoved into
|
|
her as far as she could and she made a little yipping noise.
|
|
"Yeaaahh," she sighed, rising to his bait, "you've got a nice big
|
|
cock!"
|
|
"That's not why I'm the best...is it?"
|
|
"Oh, that's part of it!...believe me, it is!....because you're my
|
|
father.... that's what makes me so wet!" She gave him a look of
|
|
pure lust and he began fucking her harder.
|
|
"OH...OH....UHHH...uuuhh.. OH....uuhhhh....OHDAD...OOH!"
|
|
Nikki began panting as he pounded her from behind. He could see
|
|
her eyes watching him in the mirror, her mouth hanging open.
|
|
Then, she began coming, her pussy tightening around his prick
|
|
as she threw her head back and shut her eyes.
|
|
"UUHHHHH....MMMMMM....OOHHHHH!"
|
|
Jonas stopped his thrusting and let his damp daughter work her
|
|
way through her orgasm, massaging her straining back lovingly.
|
|
Soon, she was still and his hands slid back to feel her soft ass
|
|
again. He watched his hands dig in to her pillow-like cheeks,
|
|
watched him move them in and out, saw her little puckered anus
|
|
above the sight of his wide member buried in her juicy cunt.
|
|
Thoughts of whether his baby was a three-imput girl sprang into
|
|
his head again.
|
|
He ran his forefinger down onto her pucker and it tensed at the
|
|
contact. He began to slowly tease it with his finger, running his
|
|
digit around the darker skin surrounding it. Looking up as she
|
|
raised herself back onto her elbows, he saw her eyes looking at
|
|
him in the mirror.
|
|
"You take it up the ass, Nikki?" he asked, again being more
|
|
graphic than he had been on the past. He thought Nikki enjoyed it.
|
|
She smiled.
|
|
"I have," Nikki admitted, "but only with smaller guys."
|
|
"I want to fuck you there," Jonas admitted, his cock throbbing in
|
|
her puss at the thought of backdooring his cute daughter. He
|
|
would leave it up to her, of course. If she didn't want to do it, he
|
|
wasn't going to press the point.
|
|
"We can try...I'm not sure I'll be able to....we're definitely gonna
|
|
need some lube," Nikki said, sweeping her damp hair away from
|
|
her face.
|
|
'Yessssss!' he rejoiced to himself as he pulled his erection from
|
|
her sated quim. Nikki straightened up and he kissed her before he
|
|
went to the medicine cabinet. He took out a long-unused tube of
|
|
K-Y jelly.
|
|
"Dad, let's move to the bed," she suggested. "I can stretch out
|
|
for you."
|
|
He followed her to the bed where she gathered two pillows and
|
|
lay on the bed with them under her hips, elevating her derriere.
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Jonas straddled the back of her thighs, opening the tube of K-Y as
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she looked over her shoulder at him.
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"Be sure you use a lot," she coached him. Jonas welcomed the
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advise; he'd only fucked a woman this way a few times and they
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had been large women that had taken it rather easily.
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He put a large glob on his right forefinger and smeared it on her
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asshole.
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"Use your finger to work it in," Nikki said. Jonas worked his
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slippery digit into her anal opening, taking most of the glob of K-Y
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with it. He twisted his finger in her tight sphincter, rotating it as he
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tried to massage the jelly all around the inside. "Do that again,"
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Nikki said and he pulled his finger out and repeated the process.
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"How's that feel, Nikki?" he asked as he finished.
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"I think that's enough...now stick in two fingers. I need to build
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up to you."
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Jonas greased his forefinger and middle finger, pushed her right
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cheek wide with his left hand and stabbed them into her winking
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asshole. It felt so wild to watch her ass tissue pucker inward as he
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fingerfucked her lubricated bung and to know that in a few
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minutes, he'd have his dick inside her tightness if she could take
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it.
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"That's it Dad...ooohh...now try three!" Jonas soon had three
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fingers deep in Nikki's asshole, loosening it nicely.
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"O.K., I'm ready," Nikki announced. "K-Y yourself, too."
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Jonas pulled his fingers out and saw her asshole stay fairly well
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open.
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He picked up the KY and began smearing it on his cockhead and
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then up and down the shaft, using plenty so he wouldn't have to
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stop for more.
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He threw the K-Y tube beside her and his daughter reached
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back with both hands to pull her ass wide open for him. He leaned
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over her, positioning his dick over her greasy puckerhole.
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"Go slow," she asked.
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"Oh, I will. Tell me if I'm hurting you."
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He slid his coated cockhead through the lightly scraping inside
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of her ass cheeks and pressed it against her puckered target. He
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let the weight of his hips push it downward, watched the area
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around her dirty hole bow inward and then it seemed to envelope
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him. As Nikki let out a groan, his cockhead disappeared in her
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poop chute and her sphincter seemed to nibble further up his shaft
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as her flesh expanded out to its original position.
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"You O.K.?" he asked, holding still.
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"Yeah, wait a minute....let me adjust," Nikki said. Jonas could
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feel her trying to relax her gripping sphincter, override its natural
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function. "All right...give me some more."
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Jonas fed in another inch and watched K-Y form a ring around
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the outside of her sphincter as it scraped the jelly up. Nikki didn't
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sound any alarm so he kept pushing. Soon, he had four inches up
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her ass.
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"Baby, you've got a tight ass!" he said, stroking the top hillocks
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of her girlish ass and her lower back. Her body was so smooth
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and supple. Nikki had the body of a teenager, delicate and slender
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and jiggling. He lowered himself further over her and kissed the
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back of her head.
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"It feels so.......nasty," Nikki groaned. Jonas had to agree - it felt
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good and nasty. Early afternoon, laying on his damp sexy
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daughter, sticking his dick up her ass - yeah, it felt nasty. Then
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Nikki added, "I can take some more.....just take it slow."
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"You're my little honey," Jonas muttered close to ear and
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pushed another inch down her tight backdoor. Nikki let her breath
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out when he stopped. He ran his right hand under her body and felt
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her right tit as he rested a minute, murmuring to her, "You,
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gorgeous girl.....I love this."
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He pushed himself back up on straight arms and looked down at
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the sight of his hard manhood between her small, sexy buns.
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which looked almost pedophilic. The ring of excess K-Y had grown
|
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as he'd pushed further into her; he used a finger to wipe away the
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ring around the top of his shaft, so he could see her ass ring
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gripping him. He gave his cock a slow in and out motion,
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watching the way it pulled some of the inner lining of her ass out
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with it.
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"O.K., Daddy....fuck it now...fuck my ass!" Nikki began a
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humping motion with her hips into the pillows, her soft legs
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pushing against the inside of his knees.
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"Yeah, Nikki....let's fuck, baby." Jonas began thrusting counter
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to her movements, carefully, and soon they had a nice rhythm
|
|
going where she was pushing her ass up and he was pushing his
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pud down into it. Jonas began to force more of his erection down
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into her asshole, his thrusting imperceptibly harder.
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"AAaahhh....Jesus, Nikki!.....you are the hottest piece of ass!"
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Jonas panted as her snug shitter began to gobble him up. She'd
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been broken in and her tail began to welcome him rather than fight
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him. Nikki soon had more cock up her tush than she could take
|
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up her pussy, almost seven inches. Her downy ass cheeks filled
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the space between his thighs as he pumped her rump over and
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over.
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"Oh, God, Daddy!" Nikki cried as her hands came back to hold
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his flexing hips. Her nails dug into his upper thighs as she arched
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her butt up at him, taking his forbidden buttfuck with ease. His
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flashing greased dick was making a squish sound over the light
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squeaking of the bed and their mutual panting.
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Jonas leaned back over her, placing his hands on the back of
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her shoulders, pressing her into the bed. Nikki grunted at the extra
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|
weight that pinned her under him. Besides enjoying the feel of her
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skin under his hands, Jonas also imagined he was taking her
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|
without her consent in that position. She was pretty much
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|
helpless.
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"Play with yourself, Nikki....finger yourself while I fuck your ass,"
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Jonas almost ordered his hot daughter. Her right hand disappeared
|
|
under her hips and he felt her fingers grazing his swinging balls as
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she diddled herself. "That's a good girl....," Jonas huffed as he
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began thrusting through her gripping sphincter faster, "....talk to
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me, Nikki."
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"Remember powdering my little ass.....uuuhhh....when I was a
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baby?" Nikki began, "Now your big cock....is fucking it!" That
|
|
really drove home how perverted the whole thing was. He hadn't
|
|
raised her for this but he'd be damned if he was ever going to stop.
|
|
He was going to fuck his horny daughter for years and years, until
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|
he couldn't get up any longer.
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|
"Yeah, Nikki!.....Daddy's gonna come up your ass !" And he
|
|
wasn't lying - he could feels his nuts getting ready to blow.
|
|
"Oh, I can't wait !.....shoot way up my rear !....give me that
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|
dick....that big, hard dick, Daddy !" Nikki was saying all the right
|
|
things, feeding into his incestuous happiness.
|
|
"Uuhhhh....aaahhh.....get ready!....GET
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READY!....AAAGGGGHHH!"
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Jonas let loose up his daughter's ass. He felt the first large burst
|
|
of his cum leap out into the dark recesses of Nikki's bowels. He
|
|
kept himself deep in her bottom, his cock twitching in her anus as
|
|
following spasms emptied his nuts in a leisurely fashion.
|
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"Mmmmm, Dad!....I feel this...heat...oh
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|
GOD!...OOOHH!...MMMMMM!" Jonas felt her cramp along his
|
|
hunching member as her fingers and the feeling of his hot jizz
|
|
being emptied up her ass got her off again. He hadn't been
|
|
expecting it, as it came on her almost a minute after he'd started
|
|
coming, but it was the perfect ending to their sordid deed.
|
|
Only then did Jonas realize that the curtains were wide open. He
|
|
could look out and see the ocean's edge beyond the deck. As he
|
|
watched, a couple strolled through his view. He wasn't concerned
|
|
that they would see; the darker interior of the bedroom would hide
|
|
their forms to those in the bright sunlight outside. But if someone
|
|
had walked up the stairs from the beach........he didn't want to
|
|
think about that.
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|
Jonas moved his hands off Nikki's shoulders and sat up on his
|
|
knees. He pulled his deflating ass-plower from her derriere,
|
|
shivering at the heady sensation as he watched himself drag out
|
|
some of his own watery cum. His cockknob cam out with a soft
|
|
pop and dripped more cum down the crack of her well-fucked
|
|
pooper.
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|
Nikki raised herself up on her elbows, twisted her torso so she
|
|
could look back at him and her elevated ass, and she ran the
|
|
fingers of her right hand through the mess he'd left.
|
|
"That was nice, Dad....I was worried at first but it was as good
|
|
as when you fuck me regularly," Nikki admitted, her fingers
|
|
rimming her open anus lightly.
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|
"So I can count on getting some more of that?" Jonas said
|
|
slumping on his side.
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|
"Mmmhmmm. And not just from me.....Tori likes her ass fucked,
|
|
too."
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|
"Jesus, I'd almost forgotten about her. How are you going to tell
|
|
her about us?" Jonas was still worried about their secret
|
|
spreading.
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|
"I'll just tell her...I know it will excite her. She used to have this
|
|
big crush on you, Dad."
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|
"A crush is one thing...having sex is another. I don't want you
|
|
pressing her into something she doesn't want to do."
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|
"Dad, I bet she comes on to you," Nikki said as she carefully
|
|
got of the bed and scooted toward the bathroom, a hand held
|
|
between her ass cheeks.
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|
'Look at my baby holding my sperm in her butt,' Jonas thought
|
|
to himself. 'If Tori has improved her looks as much as she says,
|
|
I'm gonna be a very busy man soon.'
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Nikki and he showered together - a very enjoyable experience.
|
|
Rubbing her wet body revived him and he would have fucked her
|
|
again but she told him to save some for Tori.
|
|
"You're going to tell her today?" Jonas said incredulously.
|
|
"Sure...you've got plenty of pop in your pecker, obviously," she
|
|
said, rubbing her body against his crotch and then turning off the
|
|
water. "I'll call her right now."
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|
They dried off and she wrapped a towel around herself, going
|
|
into the bedroom to use the phone by the bed. Jonas dried himself
|
|
in the doorway and listened intently. He assumed his daughter
|
|
was going to invite her over and tell her in person. Boy, was he
|
|
surprised!
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|
"Tori, hi ! .....I'm out at the beach house with Dad. I have
|
|
something to tell you....ready? O.K., Dad and I have been having
|
|
sex for the last couple of days, he knows about us, and I want you
|
|
to come out and join us..O.K., see you later."
|
|
Jonas was shocked that she had spelled everything out in about
|
|
5 seconds and Tori was on her way.
|
|
"Nikki, what kind of a way is that to tell...Jesus!"
|
|
"Dad, relax! I told Tori last night.....sorry," she said sweetly.
|
|
Jonas realized he had been had. Even his daughter wasn't that
|
|
brazen to just tell Tori like that; she'd obviously told her last night,
|
|
going against his wishes. He felt himself wanting to get angry but
|
|
then he thought, 'What the hell for?' Tori had obviously taken the
|
|
news well and she was coming out to have sex with
|
|
him!....correction with he and Nikki. Him and two post-teen girls
|
|
rolling around in his bed. He could have worse problems. Life was
|
|
a gamble so he'd just hope that Tori could keep it a secret.
|
|
"You mad at me?" Nikki said, walking toward him from the bed.
|
|
"No, everything's all right," he said. "Just make sure Tori doesn't
|
|
tell...and remember that I don't have to sleep with her if I don't want
|
|
to."
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|
"You'll want, you'll want!" Nikki promised, going past him into
|
|
the bathroom to comb out her hair.
|
|
He rummaged in his dresser for another pair of shorts to wear,
|
|
chose a loose-fitting pair of linens and stepped into them. As he
|
|
was buttoning them up, Nikki came from the bathroom naked.
|
|
"Let me have a shirt," she asked.
|
|
He gave her one of his T-shirts from the drawer and watched her
|
|
put it on. The bottom of the shirt barely covered her tush but she
|
|
seemed to like it just fine.
|
|
"Come on, I'll make you some lunch," she offered. "Tori won't be
|
|
here until about 2:30."
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|
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|
Later, around 2:15, Nikki was feeling quite satisfied that things
|
|
were going to be just fine when her friend arrived. She'd been very
|
|
busy getting things ready.
|
|
First, she fed Dad and got him out on the deck to soak up some
|
|
sun. She'd also hung her bikini on the railing outside to dry.
|
|
Then, she'd stripped of the sheets from his bed; they had seen
|
|
two of their incest episodes and needed cleaning badly. She
|
|
knew her parents had some special sheets, some nice white satin
|
|
ones. She pulled them out of the top of the bedroom closet and
|
|
put them on the bed. She couldn't wait to try them out with her
|
|
father and her bi-lover.
|
|
'Wait until Dad lays eyes on Tori....I won't hear any of his
|
|
escape clauses then!' She went back out on the deck, holding his
|
|
T-shirt down in the ocean winds.
|
|
"She should be here any time now," she said sitting down in the
|
|
chair beside him.
|
|
"It's going to feel weird," her father said.
|
|
"Nonsense, Daddy.....all you got to do is go along for the ride,"
|
|
Nikki assured him, rubbing his arm. "You can watch us if you
|
|
want. We like to have someone watch us...we'd do almost
|
|
anything you'd want to see. You don't even have to join us but I
|
|
know Tori would like you to....she had a crush on you in the past
|
|
and sleeping with you would sorta fulfill her fantasies."
|
|
She saw him give her the hint of a smile.
|
|
"Or we will both make you feel good at the same time." Her
|
|
father smiled big time at that. "Oh, I think you'd like that!....Would
|
|
you like us both to lick you?" She left the location a mystery but
|
|
he chuckled.
|
|
"How did you turn out so bad?" he asked complimentary.
|
|
"Good genes," she said and gave him a quick kiss on the side
|
|
of his face.
|
|
"So, we won't have to coax Tori into anything?....I assume she's
|
|
as bad as you are." His hand rubbed her thigh as she leaned her
|
|
head on his shoulder.
|
|
"She might act a little shy, just because you're my father, but I'll
|
|
get her going....it would help if you would tell her she's sexy and
|
|
you want to fuck her, stuff like that." He chuckled again and shook
|
|
his head as if in bewilderment.
|
|
'Oh, what a poor man! Has to fuck two young girls against his
|
|
will!' Nikki amusedly thought. He'd warmed up to fucking her, he'd
|
|
certainly be up to it with her friend.
|
|
The sound of bells filtered out from the house.
|
|
"That must be her!" Nikki went to the front door and looked
|
|
through the peephole since she was dressed rather skimpily. She
|
|
opened the door when she saw it was Tori.
|
|
Tori had come dressed as they had discussed the night before -
|
|
dressed to show off her attributes! Tori was wearing a white halter
|
|
top with her cleavage spilling out and a pink mini-skirt that showed
|
|
off the swell of her hips and a decent pair of legs.
|
|
"Hi, Nik." Tori said, taking off her sunglasses.
|
|
"Tori, you look great," Nikki said leaning on the door, waiting for
|
|
her to come in.
|
|
"Can I come in?" Tori asked. She seemed a little nervous.
|
|
"Well, you're not going to get fucked out there!" Nikki joked. Tori
|
|
made a face that said 'Boy, am I a jerk' and she walked in. Nikki
|
|
closed the door and turned to Tori, who motioned her close.
|
|
"What did he say? Is he cool with me coming?" Tori whispered.
|
|
"He's a little nervous but, when he sees you in that outfit, he'll
|
|
have you on his bed before the hour's out," Nikki promised in a
|
|
regular tone of voice. "We both will."
|
|
"Where is he?" Tori said looking around the living room.
|
|
"He's outside. Come on out." She took Tori's hand
|
|
Nikki led Tori into the living room as her father came in from the
|
|
deck. She saw him stop short when his eyes took in the
|
|
sumptuous Tori.
|
|
"Dad, I don't think you've seen Tori for a while." Nikki said in way
|
|
of introduction.
|
|
"Hi, Mr. Elliot," Tori said.
|
|
"Hi, Tori....you've certainly changed," he said slowly, "And might
|
|
I add, for the better. You look lovely."
|
|
'Thataway, Dad!' Nikki thought, giving Tori's hand a squeeze as
|
|
she saw Tori light up, her nervousness fading away.
|
|
"Can I get you a drink?" her father asked, slipping into the host
|
|
mode.
|
|
"Yeah, Dad," Nikki chimed in, "A beer sounds good."
|
|
"Yeah, that would be fine," Tori added.
|
|
Her father went into the kitchen and Nikki steered the now
|
|
excited Tori to the couch. She sat close to her girlfriend, putting
|
|
her arm around her.
|
|
"Let's show him some leg, " Nikki whispered, pulling the edge of
|
|
her skirt way up. "Now, when he comes back, let's be doing a little
|
|
kissing....it'll turn him on."
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"O.K.!" Tori whispered back.
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From chilipeelr@aol.com Fri Jul 04 16:49:09 1997
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Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
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Subject: Chili Repost: The Swing Man - Part 8 Ending (inc, group, voy)
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From: chilipeelr@aol.com (ChiliPeelr)
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Date: 4 Jul 1997 21:49:09 GMT
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*********************************************************************
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THE FOLLOWING STORY CONTAINS GRAPHIC LANGUAGE
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AND DESCRIPTIONS OF SEXUAL ACTIVITIES. THIS MATERIAL
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IS DISTRIBUTED "FOR ADULTS ONLY" AND POSSESSION BY
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A MINOR IS STRICTLY FORBIDDEN. IF YOU ARE UNDER 18
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YEARS OF AGE - GO FIND SOMETHING ELSE TO READ.
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********************************************************************
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The Swing Man by Chili Peeler (chilipeelr@aol.com)
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Part 8
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Nikki leaned into Tori and began kissing her lips softly, letting
|
|
her fingers begin to gently stroke the underside of her breasts. A
|
|
moment later, she saw movement in her periphery and knew her
|
|
father was standing in the doorway of the kitchen watching them.
|
|
Tori saw it too, a few seconds later when she briefly opened her
|
|
eyes. She broke their kiss and the two of them looked at her
|
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smiling father.
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'God, look at them kiss.'
|
|
Jonas had come back with three bottles of Corona and there
|
|
they were - necking on the couch like sweethearts. It was one
|
|
thing for Nikki to tell him about her and Tori's lesbian tendencies
|
|
but it was something else to watch their lips nibbling at each
|
|
others.
|
|
What was it going to be like when they were both naked,
|
|
nibbling other parts of each other and himself!
|
|
And Tori had really improved on her looks - she was a curvy little
|
|
thing now. Gone was all that fat that she had hidden behind all the
|
|
years he'd known her. She wasn't knockdown gorgeous like Nikki
|
|
but she had something about her that said 'Climb on board'.
|
|
Jonas certainly was - full steam ahead and damn the torpedoes!
|
|
The two girls must have seen him standing there. They stopped
|
|
smooching and looked at him. Nikki's instructions rang in his ears.
|
|
'Tell her she's sexy and you want to fuck her, stuff like that.'
|
|
"I'm sorry, you two, I was watching for a minute there," he said
|
|
smoothly as he went to them and handed them their beers. He sat
|
|
down in the chair next to the couch, continuing on his theme,
|
|
"Nikki, tells me she likes to be watched, though."
|
|
Jonas watched Tori turn to look at his smiling daughter and then
|
|
she turned back to him, her top leg bobbing in front of her, her face
|
|
sort of twitching.
|
|
"What's wrong, Tori?" he asked.
|
|
"I'm sorry, Mr. Elliot," she sort of gushed, "it's just so strange
|
|
sitting here with you two.....knowing why I came out here."
|
|
"Tori, if you don't want to be here...." Jonas began to give her an
|
|
out.
|
|
"I didn't say that," Tori quickly cut in, "I want to be here...I'll get
|
|
used to the idea....once things get going." Tori took a big draw of
|
|
Corona.
|
|
"You'll love it, Tori," Nikki said, rubbing her friend's shoulder.
|
|
"Dad is great in the sack."
|
|
"I still can't believe you two have....done it." Tori said
|
|
breathlessly.
|
|
Jonas decided give it to her straight. He could almost see
|
|
Nikki's eyes telling him to strike.
|
|
"Well, we have been....we've been fucking up a storm out here.
|
|
And Nikki wants you to join us....I do too." Jonas was pleased to
|
|
see Tori's face relax a little.
|
|
"So, you want Tori, Dad?" Nikki asked with a wink. Tori kept her
|
|
eyes on his, waiting for his answer.
|
|
"Definitely," he answered, eyeing her nice tits.
|
|
"See, Tori," Nikki said standing up and walking past Tori's legs
|
|
toward him. "I told you he'd be hot for you."
|
|
Nikki pulled her T-shirt over her head, spun naked in front of him
|
|
and then sat down on his lap, facing a very interested Tori. Jonas's
|
|
hands slid around to cup his daughter's lovely tits almost without
|
|
thinking.
|
|
"I don't see any reason to waste any time," Nikki announced.
|
|
"Come on, Tori.....show Dad your body."
|
|
Tori drank another long pull on the Corona and then stood up,
|
|
placing the bottle on the table in front of the couch. She was the
|
|
center of their attention.
|
|
"Take off your skirt first," Nikki directed her, leaning her head
|
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back on his left shoulder as she placed her hands over his.
|
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Tori reached behind her and he saw her pulling down a zipper on
|
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the back of the short skirt. Then, she pushed the skirt off her hips
|
|
and it pooled around her sandals. Underneath she was wearing a
|
|
white thong which didn't leave much to the imagination.
|
|
Tori looked like she was blushing; a perfectly normal reaction to
|
|
stripping in front of someone she'd had a crush on and his naked
|
|
daughter as well.
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"Now, turn around for us," Nikki continued.
|
|
Tori spun slowly to give Jonas a nice view of her round buttocks.
|
|
Her ass was much fuller than Nikki's was and Jonas began to
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hardened under his own daughter's squirming tush as he thought
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about Nikki telling him Tori was into anal sex as well.
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Tori looked back at them over her shoulder. Jonas could see the
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excitement on the young girl's face.
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"You've got a great ass," Jonas said.
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"Thanks, Mr. Elliot!" Tori gushed. Jonas began to slowly move
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his left hand down Nikki's reclining body and Tori slow spun until
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she was facing them again, her eyes on his hand the whole way.
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"Now, show him your tits," Nikki said hotly. He could see that
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Tori was going sans bra today; her stiffening nipples were now
|
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much more apparent. Tori hooked her fingers under the stretchy
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material of her halter and quickly pulled the halter over her head.
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Her great full hooters were pulled upward with the act and Jonas
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could tell they were all natural by the way they sloshed back into
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place.
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Jonas's hand rode into Nikki's dark muff and Nikki spread her
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legs wider in anticipation of his fingers finding their mark. Tori
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stood before them, pulling at her thimble-sized nipples, as his
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fingers pulled Nikki's cunt folds open and he worked his middle
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finger into the center of her exposed pink tissue.
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"Ahhhhh," Nikki sighed, raising her head from his shoulder to
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look down her body and then up at her hovering friend.
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Jonas wasn't sure whether there was some silent
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|
communication but Tori made an excited motion with her hands
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and fell to her needs between both their legs, her hands falling on
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Nikki's thighs. Jonas saw the top of Tori's head fall lower and Nikki
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let out a strangled cry as he felt Tori's lips and tongue all over the
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stroking fingers of his left hand.
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'It didn't take Tori long to heat up!' Jonas thought, wrapping his
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left hand further around his daughter's deeply breathing torso and
|
|
pulling her a little to his right so he could look down her body.
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|
His dick threatened to catapult Nikki off his lap when he saw
|
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Tori's mouth mashed on his daughter's open pussy cleft, her cute
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nose pressed into Nikki's forest of pubes.
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|
"Oohhhhh...oohhhh......yessss!" Nikki groaned as the two of
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them worked on her splayed erogenous zone.
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"Eat her, Tori!" Jonas urged their blonde partner. He saw her
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eyes look up at him and she seemed to double her efforts. Jonas
|
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could feel her slippery tongue whipping between his fingers, going
|
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up and down Nikki's cunt lining. He moved his fingers higher and
|
|
worked on Nikki's little clit, sending her into a higher octave.
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"OOOOHHH....OMIGOD.....MMMMMMMM!" she vocalized her
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unrestrained joy at the way her fantasy was coming true.
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Jonas watched Tori lift her wet lips from Nikki's pussy, move her
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small hands to open his daughter's furry sex crease and then dive
|
|
back in with her tongue.
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"OH YEAH....stick that tongue in me!..aaaaaAAAAAHH!" Nikki
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arched her back and Jonas held her excited body in place, his
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|
right forearm squishing her young tits while his left hand flattened
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itself on her lower belly. Nikki's hands reached down to hold Tori's
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head as she thrust her lap in her friend's face.
|
|
Jonas just sat there, holding his daughter in his lap as Tori
|
|
tongued her pussy and her soft ass ground down on his painfully
|
|
hard erection through his shorts. Nikki could only hold out another
|
|
minute and a half before she was swept away in a delicious
|
|
orgasm.
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"AAAAAAAHH...MMMMHHHHMMM....AAAAGAGGGHH!"
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Nikki's shrieked as she flooded Tori's tongue with spoonfuls of
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cunt oil, her head tossing back and forth on his shoulder. Jonas
|
|
could her Tori sucking and humming down below.
|
|
Jonas watched Tori finish off his daughter's climax, her mouth
|
|
munching on Nikki's shuddering twat as she looked up at him.
|
|
Tori's eyes were wild looking, like she was hyped up on some drug
|
|
or something.
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|
'Oh, I'm going to enjoy Tori...and my daughter....the rest of the
|
|
afternoon!' Jonas swore to himself. He'd wanted to swing but he
|
|
never thought it would be with his daughter and her friend.
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|
|
|
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|
It was a beautiful day in Malibu - temperatures up in the high
|
|
70's, lots of sunshine. A great day to be outdoors. But no one was
|
|
outdoors at the Elliot beach house. Not after the way things had
|
|
kicked off when Tori had arrived.
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|
The bedside clock clicked to 3:01, registering in Nikki's
|
|
subconscious mind through her periphery vision but she paid it no
|
|
notice as she continued going down on Tori's familiar pussy, her
|
|
tongue repaying her appreciative friend as she lay sprawled on the
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king-size bed.
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|
"Aaahhahaaahhh, Mr. Elliot!" Tori sighed and Nikki looked up
|
|
Tori's tummy to see her father squeezing one of Tori's round tits
|
|
strongly, his fingers digging into her pap-flesh. Her father was
|
|
laying by Tori on her right side, watching her munch away and
|
|
using his hands on Tori's top charms.
|
|
Her father leaned over and began kissing Tori again and Nikki
|
|
concentrated on getting Tori good and ready for him. Her friend's
|
|
box was tasting very ready at that point, all slippery and oily.
|
|
Nikki was going to have a front row seat at Tori's first time with
|
|
her father, something that Tori had admitted to wanting back when
|
|
she didn't know actually what it meant to have sex.
|
|
Nikki worked her tongue into Tori's cunt-mouth, her nose rubbing
|
|
into Tori's clit-hood.
|
|
"Oooooooommmmmmm," Tori trilled again, her mouth not
|
|
occupied with her father's lips. Nikki opened her eyes to see him
|
|
move his face down and start sucking on Tori's nipples, switching
|
|
back and forth, back and forth. Tori began slowly writhing under
|
|
their oral ministrations, her right hand stroking her father's neck as
|
|
she spread her legs wider for Nikki's mouth.
|
|
"God, you guys!" Tori gasp as Nikki pulled her tongue from her
|
|
pink split and replaced it with two of her slender fingers, working
|
|
them into her friend to the second knuckles.
|
|
Her father lifted his face from Tori's chest and the two naughty
|
|
family members shared a smile. Nikki motioned with her other
|
|
hand for him to sample her friend's womanhood.
|
|
"Come on, Dad....69 with her," Nikki suggested. "Let her suck
|
|
you while you taste this cute thing!"
|
|
"O.K. with you?" he said, turning his head to Tori.
|
|
"Mmmmmm, yeah! Let's do it!" Tori readily agreed to Nikki's
|
|
orchestration of their first three way. Tori had a little submissive
|
|
streak in her and Nikki liked to boss her around once in a while.
|
|
She could tell Tori to stand on her head and suck her Dad's toes
|
|
and Tori might try it just to please her. Not that Tori didn't want to
|
|
suck her father's cock - Nikki knew she would with a passion.
|
|
Nikki withdrew her fingers from Tori's slick pussy and pulled her
|
|
friend's butt lower on the bed as her father raised himself up on his
|
|
knees beside her. When Tori's head slid off the pillow it had been
|
|
laying on, her father swung his leg over Tori's head. His thick
|
|
semi-hard manhood drooped down on Tori's chin as he went to his
|
|
hands, bringing his face down over Tori's cunt-pad.
|
|
Nikki looked up between their bodies and saw Tori fist her
|
|
father's hovering hunk of meat, directing it through her full lips.
|
|
"Uuuuuhh," her father grunted, looking back under himself to
|
|
watch Tori begin blowing him. Tori began bobbing her face up at
|
|
her father's hefty phallus, her hand stroking him also. Nikki could
|
|
see his cock begin to swell to full hardness, the diameter of his
|
|
manhood quickly eclipsing that of Tori's chin.
|
|
'God, Daddy's a natural!' Nikki thought, watching him begin to
|
|
slowly fuck through Tori's hand, into her straining mouth.
|
|
The sight of fellatio excited Nikki almost as much as giving it.
|
|
Her cunt lips began to tingle as she watched Tori give her father
|
|
such pleasure. She had to get involved in the action!
|
|
"Dad?" Nikki said and her father looked at her, his face hanging
|
|
between Tori's raised knees. Nikki moved up and kissed him, the
|
|
two of them swapping tongues as they stood on their hands and
|
|
knees facing each other.
|
|
Nikki could feel him humming around her tongue as she
|
|
Frenched him and Tori gulped on his stiff cock. Nikki loved to kiss
|
|
her father so deeply; his mustache only reminded her that he was
|
|
a real man, one that had aged well, one that knew how to satisfy
|
|
horny young girls like she and Tori.
|
|
Nikki broke their kiss finally. She used her hands on his
|
|
shoulders to raise her torso up and scooted closer to him, offering
|
|
her tits to his mouth.
|
|
"Suck my tits, Dad," she said hotly as she shoved her left nipple
|
|
against his mustache. He slurped her small nipple and a good
|
|
deal of her whole tit into his mouth. Nikki oohed in delight and
|
|
wrapped her right hand around the back of his head. She could
|
|
feel his tongue and lips doing such wonderful things to her lust-stiff
|
|
pap peak.
|
|
She looked up from watching his mouth work and saw his hips
|
|
gently rising and falling, Tori's left hand holding his lower back. He
|
|
was still lightly fucking down into her friend's hand and mouth.
|
|
"Yeah, fuck her mouth....let me see you really fuck it!" Nikki
|
|
ordered her father, reveling in the way Tori and she were almost
|
|
using her father like those others before him.
|
|
His hips began dipping a little lower and moving a little faster but
|
|
not enough to satisfy Nikki.
|
|
"Harder, Dad! Do it harder....fuck her mouth like you're going to
|
|
fuck her pussy!" Nikki saw him really begin to crank his hips and
|
|
heard a muffled moan from Tori.
|
|
'Oh, I want to see this!' Nikki let her body drop to the right, her
|
|
young succulent tit coming out of her father's mouth as she lay on
|
|
her side. Her left hand went to the juicy junction in her own legs as
|
|
she beheld the hot sight of her father's fat prick flashing in Tori's
|
|
bulging lips.
|
|
"Aaaagggghhh!" her father groaned as he pumped away through
|
|
Tori's fist, deep into her friend's oral cavity.
|
|
Nikki fingered her horny slit as she drank in every detail. Tori's
|
|
eyes were closed, her chin tilted slightly back due to her father's
|
|
longer frame, her thumb was riding along the top side of her
|
|
father's shaft as she had bent her left arm at the elbow and turned
|
|
her hand like she was drinking from a soda can. Her father's cock
|
|
wasn't as big as a soda can but it was close enough.
|
|
Suddenly, her father jerked himself out of Tori's mouth and tight
|
|
grip. He got off the bed, breathing heavily, looking down at the two
|
|
of them.
|
|
"I felt myself beginning to go," he panted sheepishly. "I need to
|
|
cool down for a minute." His prick bobbed up and down in front of
|
|
them.
|
|
Nikki scooted her body next to Tori, who sat up and wiped off a
|
|
stream of spit that had run out of the side of her lips during her
|
|
mouthfuck.
|
|
"Enjoying it so far?" Nikki said, rubbing Tori's plump mammaries
|
|
with her left hand. Tori gave a short laugh, not having to express
|
|
herself beyond that. Nikki began Frenching her, keeping up the
|
|
erotic-charged atmosphere until her father was ready to join them
|
|
again.
|
|
|
|
**********************************************************
|
|
Meanwhile, out on PCH......
|
|
Lance Elliot was still fuming as he saw the beach house come
|
|
into view. He was really going to tell his brother off when he got
|
|
there.
|
|
'The nerve of Jonas!' Lance thought. 'Fucking Carmen behind my
|
|
back after I let him join us!'
|
|
Lance had come back from Vegas and Carmen had been in a
|
|
wild mood, packing her bags. She'd told him how his brother had
|
|
invited her to the beach house, how he'd told her he'd wanted her
|
|
to move in with him, how he'd fucked her, and then told her to get
|
|
the hell out, calling her a whore. Carmen said she wouldn't hang
|
|
around with him anymore with a brother like Jonas.
|
|
Lance slowed slightly and turned off PCH, getting a honk from
|
|
an on-coming car that had had to slow. He slid his Jeep in the
|
|
gravel and parked it by Jonas's Lexus in a cloud of dust.
|
|
'He's here at least,' Lance thought, getting out and walking to
|
|
the wall gate in a huff.
|
|
The wall gate was locked. The wall gate was never locked. He
|
|
shook it hard but it would not budge. Getting madder because his
|
|
element of surprise was going to be diminished, he pushed the
|
|
ringer by the gate.
|
|
Although he couldn't know it, the wiring between the wall ringer
|
|
and the inside had come undone during the last quake. No
|
|
doorbell rang inside the house.
|
|
He stood there a few seconds, then pushed it again. He heard
|
|
nothing from the house that sounded like a bell ringing.
|
|
"Maybe the fucker's broken," he muttered, thinking about
|
|
scaling the wall. The top was covered in bushy vines.
|
|
Then he remembered he could walk down to the beach access
|
|
point and just go up to the back of the house. Hell, Jonas could be
|
|
down on the beach this time of day and not be hearing the bell if it
|
|
was ringing.
|
|
He started walking toward the beach access point which was
|
|
about a block down.
|
|
|
|
**********************************************************
|
|
|
|
"OH, SHIT that feeels goooood!" Tori gasp up at him as he
|
|
shoved another inch up her heavenly pussy. His daughter was
|
|
right there, laying beside them, watching him take her friend.
|
|
No, she was helping him in fact. Nikki's left hand was hooked
|
|
behind Tori's left knee, holding her leg back and open while his left
|
|
hand held Tori's right leg back also. With her legs up and back,
|
|
Tori's blonde fringed cunt-pad had been wide open when he
|
|
mounted her. He leaned further over her jackknifed form, letting his
|
|
weight do the work. Another two inches disappeared into the
|
|
buttery clutch of Tori's sex.
|
|
"OOOOOHJEESSSUUSSS!" Tori cried and he felt her pussy
|
|
clamp down around his deeply buried manhood. Tori arched her
|
|
back and tossed her head as she came. Just putting it in her,
|
|
she'd gotten off.
|
|
"Yeah, oh, yeah!" Nikki cooed and began kissing the side of
|
|
Tori's face. Jonas knew she had seen Tori get off many times
|
|
before, so there was no need to announce the obvious. He held
|
|
himself steady and let young pussy tug and nip at his length as
|
|
Tori worked herself down from ecstasy.
|
|
Jonas was happy that she had gotten off. That took a lot of
|
|
pressure off him - now he could just flay away between her thighs
|
|
and if he came, it would be no sweat. Just mark it up to the
|
|
situation.
|
|
Tori opened her eyes and looked up at him.
|
|
"God, I couldn't help myself....." she said almost apologetically.
|
|
"Baby, that's why we're here," Jonas said sweetly, his daughter
|
|
looking up at him also.
|
|
"He's gonna get you off again," Nikki promised, pinching one of
|
|
Tori's substantial nipples.
|
|
"Well, I'll do the best I can," Jonas hedged.
|
|
"Don't worry, Mr. Elliot, I'm bound to come again when you start
|
|
fucking me with that thing." Jonas felt Tori work her vaginal walls
|
|
around the head of his submerged erection.
|
|
"Fuck her, Dad," Nikki said shamelessly. "She's all yours."
|
|
"You heard her, Mr. Elliot," Tori said as she lifted her arms up to
|
|
him and wiggled her crotch around his impaler, "Fuck me like you
|
|
fuck your bad daughter!"
|
|
Jonas fell on the girl, bending her legs back further, eager to
|
|
grant her wish. He began to fuck her upthrust cunt with hard
|
|
thrusts. Tori squealed as he skewered her right down to her cervix
|
|
with his wide manhood, her arms looping around his neck, her
|
|
mouth falling open. Her tight cunt was paradise, just like Nikki's.
|
|
'God, I love fucking these horny girls!' Jonas exalted mentally,
|
|
plowing Tori's lap with long strokes.
|
|
|
|
|
|
Lance finally reached the stairs to the back deck of the beach
|
|
house and started up. The walk through the sand in his biker
|
|
boots had been a real haul. He certainly had not dressed for a
|
|
walk on the beach in his jeans and boots.
|
|
He reached the upper deck and saw the door leading into the
|
|
living room was open. He walked past the Jacuzzi before the
|
|
curtained glass wall of the master bedroom, not hearing the
|
|
sounds that were coming from it over the surf.
|
|
He took off his sunglasses and went into the house, finding no
|
|
one in the kitchen or living room area. Then he heard sounds
|
|
coming from the hallway. He hung his sunglasses in the front of
|
|
his tanktop as he walked into the foyer, still wanting to see the
|
|
look on his brother's face when he appeared before him and began
|
|
chewing him out.
|
|
"AHHHHH....MMMMMHHMMM....AAAH!"
|
|
Lance stood stock-still when he heard those sounds coming
|
|
down the hall at him.
|
|
'Christ! Jonas is screwing someone else....what kind of a
|
|
monster have I created?!' Lance thought, his anger changing to
|
|
curiosity.
|
|
"AAAHFUCKMEHARDER!"
|
|
'Man, he's got a screamer back there!' Lance smiled, listening
|
|
further. It sure wasn't Stella, that he could tell from the voice. The
|
|
woman getting fucker sounded...younger??
|
|
"MR.ELLIOT!....OHGODDDD!"
|
|
'Mr. Elliot?' Lance thought, 'Who the hell is he screwing? A
|
|
secretary? A neighbor girl?' Lance had to get a peek.
|
|
Lance slid along the hall wall until he was near the doorway to
|
|
the bedroom. He leaned his head out to look crossways through
|
|
the door and froze, in surprise and fright.
|
|
Fright because their was another girl in bed with Jonas and the
|
|
girl getting fucked; this second girl was laying on her side on the
|
|
far side of the rutting couple, her face looking right in the direction
|
|
of the door. All the second girl had to do would be to raise her
|
|
eyes from the face of the girl getting fucked and she'd be looking
|
|
right at him.
|
|
Surprise because it was his niece, Nikki! She was watching her
|
|
father fuck someone! And she was naked as well!
|
|
'Don't move...if you don't move, you should be O.K.,' Lance told
|
|
himself. He knew movement attracted the eye and Nikki would
|
|
have to actually focus on the hallway if she were going to see him.
|
|
And she looked too wrapped up in the action to do that.
|
|
'Damn, Jonas has dipped into the family to get his kinks!...little
|
|
Nikki, who would have thought?.....Jonas must be poking her as
|
|
well!....this is swinging to the Nth degree!'
|
|
Lance could only see the top of the girl getting fucked, a short-
|
|
haired blonde with a decent pair of tits, most of her legs pushed
|
|
back at her head, Nikki's face, and Jonas's arms and chest. A
|
|
lamp blocked the view of Jonas's face
|
|
"OH....OOOHHH.....I'MCUMMMMING!" the blonde shrieked
|
|
loudly. She began writhing and moaning, her thighs visibly
|
|
trembling as they were pushed back even further.
|
|
"Fuck her right through it!" his niece said hotly, looking up at her
|
|
father. "Fuck her little cunt!...oh, that's it Daddy!"
|
|
'God damn, listen to Nikki!' Lance thought, his cock beginning to
|
|
swell in his jeans. He was thinking about his pampered niece in a
|
|
carnal fashion now - hell, if Jonas could do her, so could he!
|
|
Carmen was forgotten.
|
|
"UUUGGH...I'm close!" Lance heard his brother grunt.
|
|
"Come on her tits...I want to see you shoot on her tits!" Nikki
|
|
said excitedly. "Tori, hold them for him!"
|
|
Lance saw Jonas dropping Tori's legs to the side and the
|
|
twitching girl dropped her hands from Jonas's forearms to push her
|
|
juggs together. Jonas's knees quickly straddled Tori's torso, a
|
|
hand full of crimson cock dipped over the heaving bosom and
|
|
SPLAT - a long spurt of cum flew out of the cock, hitting way up
|
|
on Tori's open mouth, the tail falling on her chin.
|
|
"UUGGGHHHH!" Jonas groaned.
|
|
"OH YEAH!" Nikki cried.
|
|
Lance saw the cock-hungry expression on Nikki's face as she
|
|
watched her father whack off a series of small spurts on Tori's
|
|
round tits. His brother coated both fat nipples of the blonde girl
|
|
with numerous shots of seed and even poured some down her
|
|
cleavage. Lance had to give it to his brother - a girl knew he'd been
|
|
there when he was done.
|
|
Finally, the deed was done. The last straw was watching Nikki
|
|
suck her father's cock into her mouth.
|
|
Lance stood up and walked into the bedroom.
|
|
|
|
**********************************************************
|
|
|
|
Nikki was lovingly cleaning her father's prick with her mouth with
|
|
her eyes closed, hoping that he might keep his starch. After
|
|
watching Tori get it, her own pussy was ready for some more
|
|
taboo fucking.
|
|
Suddenly her father was leaping off the bed, his cockhead
|
|
scraping through her teeth.
|
|
"LANCE, wha..." her father started.
|
|
Nikki opened her eyes to see her uncle standing there!
|
|
Tori raised up in front of her, took one look at the longish-haired
|
|
stranger, screamed and ran toward the bathroom.
|
|
"CALM DOWN EVERYONE!" Lance shouted, a smile splitting
|
|
his face.
|
|
"Are you by yourself?" Nikki heard her father ask, very
|
|
concerned.
|
|
"Yes..you old devil!" Lance clapped a hand on her father's
|
|
shoulder. Nikki saw her father noticeably relax. "Hope I didn't take
|
|
too many years off your life there.....not when you got this going
|
|
on."
|
|
Her uncle's eyes came to her. Nikki was over the shock of the
|
|
intrusion and saw her opportunity to complete her family affair.
|
|
She'd always intended to try Uncle Lance too - and now here he
|
|
was, ogling all her charms openly in front of her father.
|
|
She got on her knees and walked on them toward the side of the
|
|
bed where her uncle and father stood, giving her uncle a good look
|
|
at her slinky form. She got off the bed, gave her uncle a wink and
|
|
headed to the bathroom to calm Tori down. Behind her, she heard
|
|
the two brothers talking in low tones and felt the eyes of her uncle
|
|
caressing her wiggling rear.
|
|
She found Tori clutching a towel around herself in the bathroom.
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"Nikki, who is that?!" she whispered in a panic.
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"That's Uncle Lance!" Nikki said, standing in the doorway so she
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was still visible to her uncle. "From the desert."
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She saw understanding come into Tori's eyes.
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"God, you're kidding," Tori exhaled. "I thought he was some
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Manson biker dude." Tori sat down on the toilet, calming down.
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"I'm going to leave you with Dad for a while," Nikki said, looking
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at the two gentlemen. "Now that Uncle Lance knows, he's gonna
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want to join in ... I think Dad will understand if I take Lance down
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the hall. Promise that you'll keep Dad happy while I'm gone."
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"Take your time, Nikki. Your Dad is great."
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She gave Tori a wink and walked back toward her father and
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uncle, naked and proud. Her father turned when he sensed she
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was behind him and she pushed her body into him, looking at
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Lance.
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"You have a chance to explain things, Dad?" she asked
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sweetly.
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"Well, not all the details but Lance is pretty much filled in."
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"Good...he's like us, Dad."
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"You got that right, Kiddo!" Lance said, a big bulge in his jeans.
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He used to call her Kiddo when she was young and him using it
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now excited Nikki more.
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Then her father did something unexpected - he pushed her
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toward her uncle. She looked up at his face and read it all in a
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second. He was cool with Lance joining in.
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Nikki stopped and leaned up to kiss her father, whispering in his
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ear, "I'll always love you the best."
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Then she turned, took Lance by the hand and led him toward the
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guest bedroom.
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Jonas stood there a moment and then walked to the bathroom.
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"Hi, Mr. Elliot....everything O.K.?" Tori asked, a towel wrapped
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around her body as he turned from looking at herself in the mirror.
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"Yeah....everything's fine." He smiled at the young girl, relaxing
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her.
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In his mind, everything was fine. Yeah, he was getting divorced.
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Yeah, it would cost him a lot of money. Yeah, he'd have to share
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Nikki with Lance from now on.
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But there was a lot of exciting days and nights with Nikki and
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Tori ahead....and with other women once he started to swing in
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earnest.
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"Tori...how would you like to take a shower with me?"
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Her smile was genuine.
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The End....................for now.
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Chili Peeler (chilipeelr@aol.com) - July 1996
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Double for Nothing!! Tricks for Free!!!
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http://www.mrdouble.com
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