Chapter 1

When my daughter made the cheer squad her freshman year in college, her teammates quickly discovered I had once gone thru massage school and made me their unofficial massage therapist.

At first I was sort of uneasy around a bunch of young women, but I got accustomed to having them around pretty easily. They were friendly and fun, and it gave me something turn my energies to, which I hadn’t had since my wife died last year. I was pretty deep in a well of alcohol when my daughter started bringing the girls home. I had gotten a vasectomy after my first marriage ended, and my wife and I had been talking about a possible reversal. Then a truck ran a red light and suddenly she was gone, along with our dreams of our own family, and thoughts of the procedure left my mind. I no longer had a desire for children, so why bother with the reversal?

By the time my daughter’s sophomore year Thanksgiving break rolled around, I was clear of the alcohol and focused on supporting the cheer and volleyball squads she was on. I had retired early from my career as a chiropractor when the trucking company offered a very large settlement after my attorney found out their driver had a history of using stimulants and driving well past his allowed hours, and the company had covered it up and kept him on. So I had nothing to demand my time.

When Carrie came home for Thanksgiving, she had 3 other girls in tow. “They can’t afford to travel home, and the dorms are being fumigated so everyone had to move out for the week. I knew you wouldn’t mind them staying here.” Carrie had announced with a smile as they bounded thru the living room and headed for the bedrooms in the back of the house.

The girls came and went at random. They were always going to the mall, the movies, out to eat, etc. When they were at the house, they just did what girls do. They were very comfortable with me, and I with them, so it wasn’t unusual for one of more of them to walk thru in a t shirt and panties or boy shorts. They would lie down on my living room rug and unbutton their bra for me to give them a back massage. I was amazed how knotted up these girls got practicing cheer routines, and they were happy to get relief without having to find money to pay someone.

We had a lot of candid conversations, and I eventually told them my whole story, including the fact that I was fixed, and I hadn’t been with a woman since my wife passed. They were sympathetic, and talked about the ‘hot profs’ at school they could hook me up with. One woman in particular, Miss Jameson, kept getting mentioned. After several conversations, I had looked up Jessica Jameson. She was a redheaded knockout! If I ever decided to date again, I might have to look her up.

One night early in the week I was sitting in the living room watching TV. The girls had retired to their rooms, presumably sleeping. I was just camped on the couch in a pair of athletic shorts and T shirt, watching a random movie I had found in my channel surfing.

I heard a shuffle and a shadow caught my eye. I glanced over and saw one of the girls, Stephanie, come into the room. She walked over in front of me and sat down on my lap with her back to me and pulled her shirt up and over her head, but not off.

“I can’t go to sleep,” she said. “My back hurts, right between my shoulder blades, and I can’t get it to stop. Can you fix it?”

“Let’s see what we can do,” I replied. I began to work on the muscles of her back, slowly working them loose. Stephanie was sitting now with her feet on the floor and her legs between my knees. I pressed her legs together with mine and took her shoulders in my hands.

“Relax, and take a deep breath, then slowly let it all out,” I told her. As she began to exhale I twisted her to the left just enough, then repeated the procedure to the right. She was loosening up now. I put my right arm around her and my left on her back, just between the shoulder blades. I could feel the vertebrae that was out of place.

“Deep breath and out,” I said again. Again, as she exhaled, I pushed with my left hand while pulling her back, and was rewarded with a nice smooth adjustment.

“Oh, that’s heavenly!” Stephanie moaned. “It feels so good! So much better!” She leaned back against me laid her head on my shoulder. I sensed that she was very relaxed, and maybe on the way to sleep, but her hips were slowly rocking against me as her breathing became deep and regular.

I had never thought of these girls sexually, but I couldn’t stop my body from responding to the motion of an almost 20 year old woman grinding against my crotch. Stephanie had mentioned earlier in the day that her birthday was the following week, and the girls were planning a party. Tonight, I wondered if she was fading into a dream, or if she knew what she was doing.

I debated making an excuse to get up, but decided to let this play out and see where she went with it. As I sat and held her, I noticed one hand had slid down and was rubbing her mound thru the silk boyshort panties she had on. Her breathing was deep and regular, and she appeared to be sleeping. She must be having a nice kind of dream, I thought with a smile. I let my ride hand slide down her side and rest on her hip, then, after a moment’s hesitation, slid it under her shirt and caressed her breast. She responded with a moan and arched her back, pressing the hard nipple against my hand.

My cock was growing stiff beneath her, and starting to press against her bottom thru the shorts I had on. She began rocking against me, pressing back, and I sensed she was trying to get to a position to rub her clit against my cock. I moved my hand down from her breast and began to rub her slit thru her panties, making sure to caress her clit firmly with each stroke. Stephanie was rocking against me now, and had shifted to where my cock was between her legs.

I was surprised when I felt her hand touch my leg, first near my knee, and then pushing the leg of my shorts up until she freed my cock and began to slowly stroke it as it came free and stood upright. Her breathing was still deep, and now she was softly moaning with each breath. I ran my hand down her thigh and under the side of the boy shorts. As my fingers came into contact with her slit, I noticed she was very wet, and she responded to my touch with more moans and motions against me. She pressed my cock against her body and began to rub her slit along its length. I pushed the panties out of the way and felt her warm wetness as she slid up and down the top side of my cock.

Her breathing was speeding up now, and so were her thrusts. She was pressing my cock ever harder against her body. I could tell she was nearing an orgasm, and just then it washed over her.

“Ahhhh, hhhmmmmm” she moaned in my ear as she came, rubbing her body on my cock. I could see her face in the soft light, angelic with the look of post orgasmic rapture. She was still rubbing her body against me, slower now as the spasms subsided. She shifted her body then and pressed my cock toward her, nestling the head at her opening.

“Is she going to...” I thought, and then she flexed her hips, pushing my cock into her body. Stephanie exhaled in a soft yelp, and her eyes came open as my cock penetrated her opening and pushed into her snug, warm tunnel. She was still for a moment, just looking at me, and I began to wonder if she was going to freak out and run. Then her hand swiftly came up to the side of my face and pulled me toward her, into a passionate kiss as she rocked her hips back. She yelped again, into the kiss, as my cock went balls deep inside her.

Her body was very tight and warm around my cock. I hadn’t felt anything so exquisite in quite a while. She began to rock her hips back and forth, slowly sliding my cock slightly in and out of her slit, but mostly just moving it inside her. After a while I started to move my hips in time with her thrusts, adding length and depth to her thrusts. She was rocking heavily back and forth, my cock sawing in and out of her in a steady, regular rhythm. Suddenly she came again, biting her lip to try and stifle her moans as her legs gave way and she sat down hard on my cock. Her orgasmic spasms might have pushed me completely out of her if she hadn’t been sitting on top of my cock. As her orgasm subsided, she leaned back against me, breathing hard with her head on my shoulder. She was trying to move again, but I could tell her legs were probably like jelly.

I slowly moved her up and she whimpered as my cock pulled free from her body. I stood behind her and turned so I was behind her, then moved her to the couch before pushing her panties down to her ankles. Following my prompts, she stepped out of them and got on the cushions on her knees and leaned forward, laying her head on the arm of the couch with her ass in the air. I paused a moment to enjoy the incredibly erotic sight of this fine, athletic young beauty before me. Her wet pussy lips glistened in the dim light coming in from the kitchen.

I leaned forward and took my cock in one hand, nestling the head between her soft lips. I put my hands on her hips then and pressed forward, going balls deep into her in one thrust, and was rewarded with a long moaning exhale. I began thrusting into her then, slowly at first, and then gaining speed before settling into a steady rhythm. Stephanie was thrusting back against me now, her breath a series of moans and yelps as my cock bottomed out in her with each thrust.

As I felt that familiar tingle start to grow in my balls, I was impressed that I had lasted this long, especially considering how long it had been for me, and how warm, wet, and tight Stephanie was. With no worries about getting her pregnant, I was looking forward to filling her up with my cum. I could feel my cock get rock hard, and my thrusts began to lose rhythm as my own orgasm got closer and closer.

Stephanie cried out as she was overcome by her own orgasm, and her spasms sent me over the edge. I thrust forward hard, pulling her hips back against me and burying my cock inside her one last time.

“AAAAGGGHHHHH!!” I roared as felt my cum blast forth into her body. Stephanie yelped loudly as the first blast shot powerfully onto her cervix, triggering yet another orgasm for her. I continued pushing into her with short thrusts as my cock pulsed and flexed, sending spurt after spurt of my hot cum into her lithe young body. I held my cock deeply inside her as my orgasm began to subside. I had filled her completely, and could fell my cum slipping out between us. Stephanie was breathing heavily.

“Oh my God! That was Iiiinnncredible!” she panted.

“Yes, it was,” I replied.

I heard a light noise then. It sounded like ... clapping?

I looked up toward the hallway, and as my eyes adjusted I saw the source of the clapping: Carrie, Jamie, and Sara standing there in their PJ’s. There wasn’t much I could do at this point, since my cock was still buried in Stephanie’s pussy. I just waited for some sort of reaction, tho I surmised from the clapping that it would be a good one.

“Bravo, Dad!” Carrie smiled. “You really treated Steph right!”

“Yeah, you really worked her over!” Sara added.

“I wish my first time had been like that,” Jamie sighed.

I was basking in the glow of praise from these young women, so realization took a minute.

“Wait ... first time?” I looked at Carrie questioningly, and she just shrugged. I turned back to Stephanie. “Was that your first time?”

“Well, yeah, with a guy,” she smiled. “I had a girl at school who talked me into letting her use a small toy on me, a ‘pencil’ I think it was called. It kind of hurt. It was nothing like you, tho. When I first felt how much bigger than that you were, I thought it was going to hurt bad, but it didn’t hurt at all. It was awesome and wonderful!” It all came out as one long run on sentence.

“I’m sorry! I didn’t know...” I stammered.

“No, no! Don’t be sorry! I loved it!” Stephanie said. “I didn’t think it could get any better, and then when you finished in me!” She paused, blushing. “I could feel it shooting out into me, and it was so incredible!”