Chapter 4

I walked into my house to see my naked sixteen-year-old daughter waiting for me.

“Are we still good, dad?”

I took my clothes off right there in the hall and we hugged, kissing deeply, “yes, baby, we are. Kerry and her dad do it too. She’s going to be my girlfriend. You’ll like her.”

Molly wiggled with joy, her small hand stroking my cock, which having had a break, was growing. She sucked on my nipple, “you gonna do it here? Can I watch?”

As we walked to my room, I answered, “Only if Kerry can watch us. She’s bi-sexual, so, if you’re curious you can ask her.”

Molly sat on her bed and gently pulled my cock to her mouth, “I’m going to give my dad a blow job and I want you to cum in my mouth.”

We’d done this a lot, but the hot part is when she talks like that. Molly was in rare form and had me on the edge in no time.

“Daddy’s gonna cum, baby. Get ready.”

She threw me a curve. Her small hand was on my ass and I felt a slippery finger probe my hole, “Not that, baby. Dad’ll cum harder.”

She slipped her finger up my ass and I went off. Holding her head in my hands I jetted three times in her hot, young mouth. I heard her gulping my love. I gently pushed her head away. She sat smiling, “Did I do good, daddy?” I laughed, “oh yeah.”

She lay back and spread her coltish legs, “Your turn, daddy, lick my pussy.”

On my knees, I pressed my face against her sex. She was soaked and I plunged my tongue deep to drink her love. She squirmed and moaned, “Oh fuck, daddy, I love your tongue.” I had one hand on her belly, pressing down. The other pinched a nipple. She came again. I love youth.

I gave her a little rest, just kissing her thigh. Moving back, I pushed my tongue through her red pubic hair till I felt the hard bud of her clit. I captured it with my mouth as I slid a finger deep inside her, bent to find her G-spot. She gasped,”Oh fuck, daddy. What are you doing?”

I sucked her clit and fingered her spot, backing off when she got close. After a few minutes, she begged, “Please, daddy, make me cum. I need it so bad.”

I rubbed and sucked hard. Molly’s eyes were wide. She was gasping, “Close, daddy, close.”

Another few seconds and she yelled, “Now, daddy, now!”

Molly screamed, I yanked my finger out. A hard jet of milky fluid rocketed out, splashing on my chest. Then another. Molly was shaking like she was electrocuted, a third. Then she rolled into a fetal position. I gently stroked her thigh as her breathing returned to normal.

“That was amazing, dad.”

“Love you, baby.”

After that, we took a break and a shower. Staying naked, we made and ate dinner. For the evening it was talk and a dopey movie. We slept together, after we had a good-night fuck.

Sunday morning, Molly mounted my cock and rode me to a wonderful orgasm, cumming three times her self. Life is good.

Sunday, we had a ‘six-pack’ picnic. I told Laurie we’d have to stop fucking. She wasn’t as upset as I thought. She’d been eying Jesse’s older brother for a while. While Laurie made dinner, I told Frank. He was cool too. We tried to find a way to manage his wife’s side-fucking. It was pretty funny.

After dinner, Molly and I cleaned up, showered. While we showered, I told her all about Kerry, everything. We dried each other and got in bed. As usual, me poised over her, resting on my arms, hands cradling her head. My erection just touching her lush teen pussy. We kissed, “Daddy, is Kerry going to move in?”

I pushed my cock in a little, “Probably.”

She wiggled under me, taking more in, “can I watch?”

I slid all the way in. My daughter gasped, then smiled. I put my mouth to her ear, “Only if she can.”

I think Molly came when I said that.

The three of us decided that Monday night would be ‘getting to know you’ night. I told Tom what was going on and he was cool, apologized for keeping a secret. I said, it was okay nobody would expect to know that. He was polite and took a pass on Monday night thinking that Molly wouldn’t want a grandfather there. We’ll see. One thing at a time.

Kerry arrived at seven with a small overnight bag. Molly answered the door.

“Hi, I’m Kerry and you’re Molly, right?”

“Yes, come on in. Dad’s in the kitchen.”

I stepped out of the kitchen as Kerry was unbuttoning her blouse. Molly just stared. Kerry slipped off her blouse revealing a lacy push-up bra, “Your dad tells me you’re a nudist home. Thought I’d join in. You don’t mind, do you?”

Molly turned to look at me, confused. I smiled, “Answer her, baby.”

She turned back to Kerry, who was down to a lavender thong, “No, uh, I don’t mind. It’s just kinda...”

Kerry bent over, looking up a Molly as she slid the thongs down her legs, “unusual? Forward? Maybe, but I think we’ll be much more comfortable.”

Molly looked back at me and by then I was pushing my briefs down over my erect cock. I didn’t want to be hard this soon, but you know how that is. Molly laughed, ‘Well, the old folks are in charge.” And in seconds we were all nude.

“I need to get back to making dinner.” I said and headed for the kitchen. I overheard Molly and Kerry.