Chapter 8

I showered, washed and dried my hair to use a little more time. I slipped on one of the new baby doll outfits I bought today and a cover up. I closed and locked my bathroom door from my side. James could unlock it and come in but it was a signal that I didn’t want to be bothered. I waited in the dark.

No sooner had I done that when the light came on and the shower started. Five minutes later the shower ended and the light went off. James did not try the door.

Dad’s door was shut so I knocked lightly before entering. He was sitting on the bed with a towel around him. Tonight there were two small night lights. I dropped the cover up in chair and started to remove the rest.

“No, let me,” he said as he rose.

First was a hug with a kiss on my neck and then my lips - hard and forceful. And then there was the tip of his tongue against my lips.

“I hope you don’t mind the lights; I want to look at you,” he said as he lifted the frilly, lacy bra off. “You are so beautiful.”

His hands cupped my breasts and firmly squeezed them, finally rolling the nipples between his fingers. I was instantly wet. He kissed his way to them, sucking and then pulling on the nipples with his teeth.

Dad went to his knees planting kisses along the way. With his fingers he pulled the panties down, then was kissing the top of my mound. I could hear him inhale the aroma of my desire. Then his tongue reached into the folds and found my clit. I started to open my legs a little for him, instead he leaned me back and picked me up. Then he placed me gently in the center of the bed on a double or triple thickness towel.

Dad followed me onto the bed, lifted me and place a pillow under my butt and then started kissing me there again. First it was kisses, light licks, then long strokes from my anus to the top of my mound. Then his tongue was circling my hole where he was my first.

Then the tongue hardened and penetrated – searching, tasting - then withdrawing and then back to the long licks. It stopped at my clit and played. A finger replaced his tongue at my hole then two and they were stroking, matching what his mouth was doing to my clit.

I was moaning and whimpering, telling him of my need. He sucked hard on my clit between his teeth while his tongue attacked its tip. A third finger was added and I was off to the moon, telling him and the world I was cuming. He slowed and waited for me to come down. He was reading my body like a book.

He withdrew the fingers and moved over me, kissing as he moved. I felt that plum at my entrance and pressure. He leaned down, “Do you like to taste yourself?” he asked.

I pulled his face to mine and kissed and then licked my juices from him. His fingers were back at my clit. The pressure increased and then several inches were in as my tightness gave way. A flip of his hips and several more inches followed and then strokes that slowly added more cock in me. Then his balls were against my ass - my clit mashed between us. He added circles when he was tight against me.

I figured out the pillow - it allowed direct pressure to my clit and it changed the position of my cervix so I could easily take all of him. He was resting on his elbows on pillows that came from nowhere beside us.

He had planned and wanted me as bad as I wanted him and to please me. The pillows under his elbows allowed him to play with and suck my breasts without the stress of extended arms.

I realized he was playing my body, he was edging me and him. Taking us close then changing while allowing a cool down.

I was moaning, whispering my pleasure and my desires, encouraging him, lifting my pussy to meet him and thrusting hard at him. I couldn’t hold off any longer; I came in a squeal. His mouth covered mine to muffle it. He was doing tight circles against my clit setting me on fire. I came and came then came some more and things went black.

When I opened my eyes he was still in me, his cock throbbing with each heart beat as he kissed me.

I pulled him to me and whispered words I would never say out loud and outside this room, “Fuck me, please fuck me - pound me, cum in me, I want to feel it, make me yours again,” I said.

He pushed my legs back and then he did - much harder and with more intensity than last night. The head board was banging the wall like a jackhammer; James was going to hear for sure. I would have to do something about that. He grunted once, twice and then the heat of his cum flooded my cervix. He lay on me, short of breath.

I crossed my legs to hold him there, I quivered at each of the final pulses of his cum. I was full and could feel our fluids leaking past my ass onto the towels. Yes he had planned well. We were whispering sweet nothings about our feelings and our love. Yes we used those words with my arms around him. We were in no hurry to separate while enjoying the intimate contact.

“I see you have updated Mom’s medicine cabinet,” he said.

“Yes, may I call it mine now?” I said.

The response was a kiss, “You don’t need to ask,” he said.

“Some of my clothes are in the dresser. I will move more in a little at a time,” I said.

“What happens if you get pregnant from this?” he asked.

“Then we have a baby and a family,” I replied.

“I’m on the pill, have been for a while. So we can do lots of practice to get ready for that day. Would you like to make a child in me and milk in my breasts for you to suck out, see me with a big belly for you to rub?” I asked.

The response was a kiss, “We need more practice first and at least wait until you are out of school,” he said.

“With the internet now I can home school if we wanted to start sooner,” I said.

“Let’s wait a while and we will talk some more,” he said.

I felt him throb and then slip out of my pussy. I felt so empty. He made no attempt to move even though I relaxed my legs some. We talked a while more then heard the TV turn on.

“I guess our secret is out,” I said as he started to move.

I clamped my legs and tightened my arms to hold there.

“It’s confession time,” I said.

“James and I have been doing oral on each other for a couple weeks and with the Jacksons. It has gone no further than that - there has been no intercourse. Experimentation is with someone I trusted and loved.” I said

“There are things that I have read and heard about and have an interest in trying at least once and some of those require two cocks. I know that the two of you will never hurt me in trying those things. I hope you are open to sharing. If not, I am only for you,” I said.

“Your mother was a firm believer that anything that was tried in the bedroom should be tried at least three times. Once to see if it was possible, twice to see it was comfortable and a third time to see it was enjoyable. We went way past three and then quit counting on many, many things,” he said.

“I think she gave you her kinky genes. And we both liked to share from time to time with one rule. We always save the last orgasm for each other,” Dad said.

“I think that was a good rule,” I said as we kissed and held each other. Then I whispered a couple things in his ear.

I opened the door and we walked into the living room naked holding hands. James was stroking while looking at the TV.

“I guess we woke you,” I said.

I startled him as we walked to the couch. I went down on my knees and moved his hands, replacing them with mine and my lips. Dad was behind me on his knees rubbing his stiffing cock against my pussy. When it was hard enough he pushed it all in me hard.

I had just lined it up to take some of James in my throat. Dad’s hard thrust and all of James was down my throat with my nose against him. It startled the hell out of me but thrilled me that I had been able to do it. I pushed back so I could breathe. Dad took the push back the wrong way and got aggressive.

In this position the big cock was wreaking havoc on my new found G spot. James’ cock was being shoved into my throat and I pushed back allowing me to breath only to be pushed back deep again.

A few minutes later James announced he was about to cum with Dad joining in. I couldn’t say anything other than to squeeze his cock repeatedly as tight as I could with my pussy muscles.

Seconds later James erupted in my throat, Dad in my pussy and me with both of them.

I was sitting on the floor with Dad’s arms around me and our cum leaking on it, James looking at us.

“James, nothing changes between us - this has to be our secret and no one else’s,” I said.

“When did this start?” he asked.

“Yesterday,” I said.

“Do you agree, do you understand? There will be time for all of us to be together,” I said.