by Edward Adams
Kiersten let out a little squeak when I did that, and Jamie giggled. The girls quickly left the room.
When they were back in Jamie's bed, they were quiet. Finally, Kiersten said, “I am SO horny right now.”
“Me too,” Jamie giggled.
“You don't masturbate, do you?” Kiersten asked.
“I didn't, but I do now,” Jamie said.
“So do I. I love doing it. Do you get off?”
“Yeah, I learned how,” my daughter replied.
“Do you think about anything when you do it?” Kiersten asked.
“Yeah, I guess.”
“If I was going to do it right now, I'd think about your dad.”
“You mean about how nice his cock felt in your hand?” Jamie asked.
“Yeah. And how awesome it would be if he was licking me.”
“Your pussy, you mean?” Jamie asked.
“Yeah, I bet I'd cum so hard,” Kiersten sighed.
“Have you ever had your pussy licked?” my daughter asked
“No. Have you?”
Jamie was quiet.
“Have you? Oh my God, you have! Who was it?”
“I can't tell you.”
“Jamie! You're my best friend. Best friends are supposed to tell each other when stuff like that happens! Now who was he?”
“I really can't tell you. We'd get in so much trouble,” my daughter said.
“Jamie, this is me you're talking to. You know, your best friend? The one who just gave your father half a handjob, remember? You have to tell me. Was it a k** at school?”
“No.”
“A teacher?”
“Ewww, God no!” Jamie whispered. “Look, I just can't tell you, okay?”
There was silence for a moment, and then Kiersten said, “I wish I could get a guy to lick my pussy.”
I was lying there in my bed listening to this. My daughter, with whom I've been having wild sex, and her best friend, a young Phoebe Cates look-alike (but with bigger boobs and meaty, puffy pussy lips!) were down the hall, both with nothing on their delicious bodies except for thin shirts, discussing cunnilingus. My erection wasn't going down any time soon, even though Jamie had come perilously close to revealing our secret.
Kiersten said, “Jamie, I want you to be honest with me. When we were in your dad's room and I was touching him, I said about how his penis was hard but felt soft at the same time. You almost sounded like you knew what I was talking about. You said something along the lines of, 'I know. It's cool.' How would you know how it feels?”
I held my breath, waiting for Jamie to answer. Dead silence. Finally, Kiersten said, “You've touched it, haven't you?”
Oh, shit.
“Jamie! You have! You've played with it! Did he have an orgasm?”
I strained to hear my daughter's answer. I imagined that I heard police sirens coming, but I heard nothing from Jamie's room.
“You jerked your dad off, didn't you?”
“Kiersten, please, you can't tell anybody. You just can't!”
“Why would I tell? I think it's cool. I think it's great. I'm jealous,” Kiersten said.
“Jealous?” Jamie asked.
“Hell yes! Right down the hall, you have a super-hot guy with a big dick, and you got to play with it. Did he wake up?”
“No.”
Kiersten said, “For real? I can't imagine how he wouldn't wake up. I'd sure as hell be awake if someone made me have an orgasm. Are you sure he didn't wake up?”
“He wasn't asleep,” Jamie whispered.
“You gave him a handjob while he was awake?” Kiersten exclaimed.
“You can't tell anybody!” Jamie hissed.
“I won't. Don't worry.... Oh! Oh, shit! He's the one that licked your pussy, isn't he?”
I was trying to think of places without extradition agreements when I heard Jamie call out, “Dad, are you awake?”
I'm officially screwed. I wondered if I could get a job when I got out of prison. Hell, when WE got out of prison!
“Will you come over here, please?” Jamie called.
My penis, the cause of this trouble, had shrunk back to normal size. He was hiding, but I couldn't. “Be there in a minute,” I answered.
I put on my robe and walked in to face the girls. “Jamie, I'm so sorry,” I said. “I knew we shouldn't have done anything. I've ruined your life and mine.”
“No, you haven't, Dad. We've been through all that.” Turning to her friend, Jamie said, “Kiersten, look, we could be in real trouble here if anyone finds out. Try to understand, please. Dad has never done anything with me that I haven't asked him to.”
“Asked him to? What, you just came home from school one day and asked your dad to eat you out?” Kiersten asked.
“It wasn't like that,” Jamie said. “Remember when we were at the pool when Brian and Paul were there? You and Melody were teasing me about how hot they looked, and how I acted when I was talking to them. I thought about that, and finally I asked my dad.”
“She had questions about stuff they don't teach in health class,” I said.
“Yes, I wanted to know why I get the feelings I sometimes get. Remember when we were texting about orgasms, and you and Melody were making fun of me 'cuz I'd never had one?” Jamie asked her friend.
“Yeah.”
Jamie continued, “Well, I've always been able to talk to Dad about everything, so I asked him how I could have an orgasm and how to masturbate, and finally I had him show me. We've kinda been doing some stuff. Please, Kiersten, please promise us you won't tell.”
“I absolutely won't tell! Jamie, Daddy Bill, I love you guys. I would never say anything. Trust me,” Kiersten said.
“I hope we can,” I said.
“So, what types of things have you guys done?” Kiersten asked.
“Pretty much everything,” I admitted.
“Everything?” Kiersten repeated.
Jamie said,“I went to the clinic and got a contraceptive shot. I had hardly even kissed a guy before, and Dad's been living like a monk forever, so we're safe. We don't use condoms.”
“So you guys, like, actually fuck?”
Jamie responded, “You make it sound dirty when you say that. It's not. It's beautiful.”
“We make love,” I said.
“Wow,” Kiersten muttered. Her nipples were showing prominently under her football jersey. “And this all started with Jamie asking you a question, Bill?”
“Yeah.”
“That's so hot,” Kiersten said. “Wow, you guys have shared something huge with me and I'm totally cool with it. I will absolutely never breathe a word of this to anybody.”
“You can't,” Jamie said.
“I know. I won't. Jamie, you're my closest friend, and Bill, you're a second father to me. I've already told you this, Jamie, but now I'm going to say it again in front of you, Bill. I think you are about the hottest guy I know and, well, I don't know how to say this.... All right, I'll just come out with it. Would you answer some questions for me?”
It took me a few seconds to understand what Kiersten had asked. I thought I knew, then I hoped I knew, then I was afraid I knew.
“What questions?” I asked.
“What does it feel like to lose your virginity?” Kiersten asked.
“That's a question better directed at Jamie,” I said.
“No, Bill, I want you to show me. I've been on the pill for almost a year to help control my periods,” Kiersten said.
“Kiersten!” I said.
Jamie got out of bed and came over to me. She untied my robe, reached through my fly, and pulled my cock out. “She's my best friend, Dad. Do it. Teach her, just like you've taught me.”
“Please? I will never tell a soul,” Kiersten said.
“Let's go to your room, Dad,” my daughter said. “Your bed is big enough for all three of us. I want to watch.”
“I can't do this,” I said, very much aware of how my cock was growing.
“Wh
y not?” Jamie asked.
“What if someone finds out?” I asked.
“No one's going to find out,” she insisted. “You're sure as hell not going to tell, and I certainly won't. Are you going to say anything, Kiersten?”
“Me? No! Never! After all, it was my idea,” Kiersten said.
“I don't know,...” I began.
“Why not?” Jamie repeated. “I know you think Kiersten's attractive. I saw how you were looking at her today.”
“It's not that,” I said.
“Kiersten, come over here,” my daughter said.
Kiersten got out of bed and walked toward me, staring at my erection in Jamie's hand. “Will it hurt?” she asked.
“Some,” Jamie said. “You won't want to do what I did. I just sort of rammed myself onto him, and that hurt. I think if you let Dad guide you, it won't be too bad. Now take your shirt off and let him see you. It's okay – you were practically naked in front of him this afternoon.”
Kiersten reached for the hem of her shirt. Her shapely thighs met at a puffy pair of lips, completely concealing the treasures inside. Her bare prominent mound gave way to an expanse of smooth, soft skin slowly being revealed. Finally, the shirt cleared her breasts, large, full, and topped with hard gumdrop nipples ringed by taut areolas.
She took the jersey the rest of the way off, and brushed a few strands of her dark hair away from her eyes. Worry filled them, and she was nibbling nervously on her pouty lower lip.
“Oh,” was all I could say. I was going to hell in a hand-basket.
“She's really hot, isn't she?” my daughter said, still slowly fondling my cock.
“Am I?” Kiersten breathed.
“Sweetheart,” I said, “you're phenomenal. Any guy who can't see that must be either blind or gay.”
“Daddy Bill,” Kiersten said, her gaze flickering from my eyes to my swollen manhood, “I need you to teach me stuff.”
The last shred of my morality was gone. “Let's go to my room,” I said.
Jamie led the way, naked Kiersten followed, and my cock led me behind them. When my daughter walked into my room, she turned on the light and took her shirt off. Two beautiful young women were naked in front of me.
My cock bobbed in rhythm with my pulse. “Kiersten,...” I began.
She stepped to me and pulled off my robe. Then she unsnapped the waistband of my pajama pants. They pooled around my feet. “I want you to teach me everything you taught your daughter. Please.”
“Do you know what you're asking, Kiersten? I've masturbated Jamie to orgasm, and she's done the same for me. We've had oral sex, and I've cum in my daughter's mouth. I've taken her virginity. I've ejaculated inside her. Is this really what you want?”
Kiersten moved against me, allowing my cock to slide up along her abdomen. Her large breasts were pressed against me, her nipples firm against my chest. She put her arms around my neck. Just before she kissed me, she said, “Yes.”
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to be continued....
*******
“Daddy Bill,” Kiersten said, her gaze flickering from my eyes to my swollen manhood, “I need you to teach me stuff.”
The last shred of my morality was gone. “Let's go to my room,” I said.
Jamie led the way, naked Kiersten was next, and my cock followed behind them. When my daughter walked into my room, she turned on the light and took off her shirt. Two beautiful young women were naked in front of me.
My cock bobbed in rhythm with my pulse. “Kiersten,...” I began.
She stepped to me and pulled off my robe. Then she unsnapped the waistband of my pajama pants, letting them fall around my feet. “I want you to teach me everything you taught your daughter. Please.”
“Do you know what you're asking, Kiersten? I've masturbated Jamie to orgasm, and she's done the same for me. We've had oral sex, and I've cum in her mouth. I've taken her virginity. I've ejaculated inside her. Is this really what you want?”
Kiersten moved against me, forcing my cock to slide up along her abdomen. Her large breasts pressed against me, the nipples firm on my chest. She put her arms around my neck. Just before she kissed me, she said, “Yes.”
“I had never done any of this stuff,” Jamie said, watching her best friend's tongue play with mine.
“I haven't done much,” Kiersten admitted when we paused for air. “I've kissed before, and I let a guy feel me up once, but I was afraid to do anything else.”
“Didn't you like it?” Jamie asked.
“Not as much as I thought I should,” Kiersten said, moving slightly to grind my cock on her belly. “He was kinda rough. I don't think he knew what he was doing.”
“Dad does.”
“I always thought an older guy should be my first. Bill, what should I do?”
“Nothing you're not comfortable with,” I answered.
“You should be comfortable enough to play with his cock,” Jamie said. “You did that before.”
“He was asleep.”
“No he wasn't,” Jamie giggled. “Were you Dad?”
“No.”
Kiersten blushed visibly. “You knew I was touching you?”
“Yeah.”
“Oh.... Should I do that again?”
“Why don't we lie down so we can touch each other?”
Jamie took my hand and led me to my bed. She had me lie on my back in the middle, and she got on her knees next to me. “Come here, Kiersten.”
She knelt opposite my daughter, her legs slightly spread. There was moisture on her bare slit. She put her hand on my hard penis and stroked it timidly, just like before.
“Watch,” Jamie said, pushing her friend's hand away. She fondled my manhood, the way she had when this all started. Stroking me gently but firmly with one hand, she lightly caressed my glans with the fingers of her other. “Dad says it feels real good when you run a finger around this ridge here. See this little triangle thingy?” she asked, bending my cock up toward my belly. “Dad likes it when you tickle that. You try it.”
Kiersten replaced Jamie's hands with her own, imitating the motions she had been shown.
“Does that feel good, Dad?” Jamie asked.
“Uh huh.”
“Lie down next to him, Kiersten. Let him make you feel good, too.”
When I first held Kiersten's round breast in my hand, I stopped worrying about the consequences of what we were doing. Until I had touched Jamie that way, I had forgotten how amazing a teenage boob feels, how warm, how soft but firm at the same time, and how arousing. Kiersten's nipple was as hard in my hand as my cock was in hers.
She knew how to kiss. Every time I switched from fondling one sumptuous breast to the other, she moaned as we crushed our mouths together.
“Has anyone ever sucked your nipples?” I asked.
“Just me.”
“Would you like me to show you how I do it?”
“I'm so turned on already,” she whimpered. “Yes, please.”
I pushed her hair aside and whispered into her ear, “Sweetheart, I'll do everything I can to make you feel good. If you like something, tell me. If something makes you uncomfortable, I'll stop.” I inched my hand down from her breast and across her belly. She gasped when I ran my fingers over her mound, enjoying her soft skin. I didn't go any lower. It wasn't time for that yet. I trailed kisses from behind her ear and onto her throat. She arched her neck, and my tongue found the hollow below her larynx and began to play.
“Oh, God,” she hissed.
I massaged her puffy mound just hard enough to pull at the tender skin around her clit. My kisses went lower, into her cleavage. By this time, her nipples were straining for the ceiling, begging to be sucked. When I licked one, she jolted slightly, and I smelled fresh, hot pussy.
“You're making me wet,” she whimpered.
“Really?” I hardened my tongue, and flicked her proud nipple back and forth.
Jamie moved on the bed so she was lying across our legs. I could
feel her warm breath on the hair on my thighs. She giggled softly. “Kiersten, that's making my dad drip pre-cum.”
