Chapter 3

Introduction: The morning after the night before

When I awoke in the morning after the party at Tanya’s, I was pretty foggy. For a moment I didn’t know where I was. Then I saw a picture on the wall of Tanya, Julie, and Carla dressed in their store uniforms and posing in front of the store where we all worked. I remembered taking it and giving a copy to Tanya, and from the weird decor of the room, I decided I must be in Tanya’s bed. I rolled over and saw a young naked girl next to me, her face partially covered by her wavy, highlighted brown hair. Then it all came rushing back. I had partied with two nineteen-year old girls and an eighteen-year old, had fucked all of them, and had slept with the youngest, Julie, who had told me she loved me after our long, gentle love-making session. What had I done? Hell, I’m forty-four years old! I supervise these girls at work, and they all call me “Daddy.” Sure, I had often fantasized about them, with them all flirting outrageously with me at work, and calling me at all hours of the night telling me about their sexual experiments with each other and teasing me about how they’d like me to join them, but I still treated them like daughters, repressing my dark desires.

It had been a wild night. What started out as a party of about ten people drinking and smoking pot had quickly thinned out to just me and these three sexy young girls. They had apparently had it all planned out. On cue, they had performed a strip-tease for me, and then played with themselves and each other. Julie had sucked my cock, I had eaten tiny Tanya’s pussy, and then she had fucked me. When she was done, Carla and Julie licked me clean. Julie then used her mouth to clean up Tanya while busty Carla had given me the best deep-throating I had ever had. She and I fucked vigorously, at which point I thought I was done for the night, falling asleep on the couch with her. After awhile, Julie woke me from my nap and led me to the shower. We gently bathed and dried each other, then went to Tanya’s room where I gave Julie the first orgasms she had ever had with a man. Remembering it all had me hard and leaking pre-cum again.

Still, I didn’t know what to do. Now that we had all sobered up, how would we deal with this in the cold light of day?

Tanya is a wild-child, with her punk hair and piercings. She lives alone in a little house in the middle of nowhere that she had inherited from her parents when they died. She’s a free spirit, openly bisexual, up for anything, and probably would have no feelings about it other than that it was fun. I was willing to bet she had done things this crazy before.

Carla is a minister’s daughter, still living at home at age nineteen, in open rebellion against her strict up-bringing. She is a self-proclaimed party girl who had been bi-curious before meeting Tanya, and had since spent many nights at Tanya’s place exploring her lesbian desires. Because of her incredible figure (40DD’s on an otherwise trim frame), she has never had trouble getting boyfriends, but they have all been more-or-less her own age. We had talked a lot, and I was certain that a foursome with a man over twice her age was something new for her.

My biggest concern was Julie. At eighteen-years old, she looks like a swimsuit model, with a 36C-23-35 figure, flawless pale skin, pouty lips, and hypnotizing eyes. She was pretty inexperienced with sex, having only had one experience the night after her eighteenth birthday with a boy her age who had lasted about thirty seconds. She had been introduced to the pleasures of lesbian sex and to sex toys by the other two, but had still seemed almost virginal. After last night’s love-making, which I had done as tenderly as possible to make sure that she experienced pleasure she wouldn’t soon forget, she had told me, sobbing, that she was in love with me. I hadn’t been prepared for that, even though I love them all in my own way. What was I supposed to do?

While I was thinking about all this, naked little Tanya came into the room. She’s something to see, with her 5’2” 87-pound frame making her look more like a young Olympic gymnastic hopeful than the freak she really is. Seeing her naked for the first time last night, I had been instantly turned on by the dark, hard little nipples on her 32-A tits, her neon pink landing strip, her belly button chain, the tiny ring in her hood, and her full, smooth outer labia.

“Good morning, Daddy,” she said. “I see that the sun isn’t the only thing that came up this morning. Since the others are still sacked out, maybe I can have you all to myself.”

“Who’s still sacked out?” said Carla from the doorway, yawning, nude and luscious. “You got him first last night, so you sure as hell aren’t going to have first crack at him today!”

By this time, our talking had woken Julie. She brushed the hair out of her eyes and stretched, her pale pink nipples erect. “You guys may have had him before I did, but I think he saved the best for last. I can’t believe how incredible it was. I lost count of the number of times he made me cum before he even was inside me. Daddy did such incredible things to me, that I can’t even describe the feelings. Daddy, I love you so much! I want to make love to you forever!”