Chapter 1

As I got older the strangest thing happened. I discovered I couldn’t tell how old girls were anymore by looking at them. By that I mean that when I was younger girls looked like girls and women looked like women. The way they dressed, looked and acted let me guess within a few years how old a female was, but that’s no longer the case.

My own daughter Elizabeth, ok she likes to be called Sissy, had gone through a strange transformation. One day she was my little girl, running through the house in shorts and a t-shirt yelling and being playful, and the next day she was a young woman. At nine she began to develop, by eleven she was almost as developed as her mother, now at fourteen she was as developed as any adult woman except that she was shorter than her mother.

And she wasn’t the only one, all of her friends were the same way. One day little girls were coming over to my house to play in the back yard, and then I had what seemed like a bunch of short college girls laying around the yard sunning themselves in scant bikinis.

If that wasn’t enough to challenge my ethics, there came Erin. Erin is the daughter of our dearest friends, Marvin and Dolly, and Sissy’s best friend since they were both in diapers. When they moved into the neighborhood they were the first black couple in the development and felt out of place in the burbs. Karin and I reached out to them and they quickly became our best and longest friends.

Marvin and I loved going hunting or fishing together, while our wives were both avid gardeners. This meant that, more times than I can remember, heading out to the great outdoors with our daughters in tow. Both of the girls loved nature so they would put up with their dads just to be able to run around together and be free. This also meant we came back with more flora than fauna when the girls came with us.

Well anyway, the reason for my discomfort was that Erin had to be the most wondrous creature I had ever seen after my age goggles stopped working. The best way to describe her is to remember the actress Apollonia from purple rain. The problem is that this girl looked like her but was only fourteen! To make things worse you have to remember that to her I was like a favorite uncle, or from time to time a second father. This girl had come to me to talk when her father wasn’t up to talking about things that she knew would make him mad. Marvin liked that because I would usually be able to tell him about it in a way he could tolerate.

This also meant she was much more comfortable around me than her own father and thus was much more physically affectionate than she was with Marvin. When she was younger that meant she loved sitting on my lap when it wasn’t occupied by Sissy. There were open arms for hugs and a kiss when she came over or left, and a warm hug and a shoulder to cry on when necessary. Now Marvin is a good dad, in most ways, but he would have been much better off had he had a son rather than a daughter. He was a hardworking man, a good husband, and a good friend. But he was raised in a family of boys so he had a different mindset. He couldn’t understand how to tread lightly when it came to a little girl’s feelings, and he wasn’t all that cuddly.

One time, when we were deer hunting and the girls refused to see bambi get shot, he turned to me in our blind and talked to me about it. He first began with asking how I did it, and then thanked me for being there for Erin. He told me that he loved her, but just didn’t understand her. He told me he didn’t like the fact that he needed a surrogate but that he was glad that he had someone like me to act as one.

That meant a lot to me, it also made me feel even worse when I found myself checking out his little girl as the hottie she had grown into. Hell I felt bad looking at all the girls who came over, even my own daughter wasn’t immune to my glances, but Erin was the worst. Now don’t get me wrong, it’s not like I didn’t have a good sex life with my wife, or that we were emotionally distressed, or any of a thousand things men might rationalize their desires with. It was just that I couldn’t help looking at these girls and having them turn my crank so hard I would often hide in the bedroom to work out a case of blue balls.

It was one of those times that lead me to the situation I was in right now. It was the middle of summer vacation and I was home for three weeks of mandatory vacation. I had been saving up time for a long one, but the bosses didn’t like the idea of their people leaving for most of the summer in one chunk. This left me with time on my hands and with a house full of girls. My wife was still working, as were most of the moms in the area. It also seemed that if I was able to keep an eye on my daughter than it meant I was able to have all of Sissy’s friends as well. I accepted the job gracefully and with a minimum of bitching though my wife say’s differently.

I did my best to keep it together for the first few days of almost naked girls flaunting themselves, and I did, but for some reason a few of them thought it would be fun to make me sweat a little heavier. Erin and a few other began to flirt with me. Nothing serious, mostly batting of eyes while doing something slightly suggestive like sliding a straw in and out of between their lips. But a few times they were downright cruel to my ability to keep things under control. A small wrestling match that would leave at least one girl topless. The occasional flash of a hand that untied a bikini bottom leaving me with an eye full of naked ass cheek. The worst though was all of the contact, and by contact I mean walking around me and brushing their hard little bodies against me. This usually got a response, in the fact I would disappear at least once a day to beat off in my bedroom.

Then one day things got way too far out of hand. One of the girls decided that she wanted an all over tan and removed her top. Soon all of them were topless and laying there for me to goggle at. I could see what they meant as I looked at all the tanned bodies, with bright white cutouts on their firm breasts. I gulped down a glass of tea and the headache that resulted kept me from going off the deep end. That is until they began to walk around like that even in the house and in front of me. I was able to take Sissy aside and did my best to keep eye contact with her. “Sissy, could you ask your friends to maybe, at least, wear a towel when they come inside? It’s not proper for a girl to walk around topless in front of a man.”

Sissy just giggled at me. “Oh dad, we know we’re safe from you. If you haven’t at least tried to play even a little grab butt after all this time we know you wouldn’t do anything.” Then she kissed me on the cheek and ran back to her friends. Soon there were peals of laughter as Sissy no doubt told them what I had said. I took one last long look at all the bare breasts, and headed to relieve myself in my room. I couldn’t touch them, but I sure as hell could use the memory to get off with. I walked into my room, kicked my shorts off and stretched out on my bed. I closed my eyes and began to stroke my cock with visions of girl’s dancing in my head to the beat of the music that was blaring outside.

I was really enjoying myself when I felt something change. I don’t know if it was a sound, or what, but I opened my eyes to see Erin standing there watching me with a smile on her face. It was such a shock that it took me a few moments to process it and grab a pillow to hide my quickly shrinking erection.

“Erin, what the hell are you doing in here?” Her smile didn’t even waver. “Waiting for you.” Panic filled me as her hands went to her neck and she tugged at the string holing her top in place. “Young lady, what do you think you are doing?” She shrugged her shoulders and let the cups slide over her firm breasts, allowing them to come into my view for the first time. “Something I have been hoping to do for the last four years.” I looked at her large, firm breasts. Her skin was more of a soft brown like her mother’s. This gave the darkness of her nipples a greater contrast to the rest of her. They were so beautiful I felt my cock lurch in arousal. “Erin, you shouldn’t be in here.” She began to slowly walk towards me. Her hands went to her hips and pulled at the string holding them together. “I know.” she said as the little bows came undone.

I watched as the fabric gave way and fell to the floor. Her pubic mound was bare of hair, and was slightly darker the lower my eyes traveled. “Erin, please honey, you have to get dressed and leave.” I said but I am sure she could tell there wasn’t much force behind my words. “I can’t Brent. I have waited for this chance for four years. Dreamt of it every night for four years. I can’t just walk away.” She said with great longing as she sat next to me on the bed. I took a deep breath and focused on her large eyes. “Erin, honey, please. You know we shouldn’t be doing anything like this. It’s wrong.” I pleaded with her. She just shook her head and put her hand over mine, right over my slightly swollen cock. “No it’s not. It’s wrong when I have to deny my feelings. It’s wrong when the one man I love more than anyone, the one person I want to give myself to, can’t even think about me sexually.”

Her hand stroked mine and she leaned over and gave me the lightest of kisses. “Why is it wrong Brent? I’m not asking for you to marry me. I’m not asking you to make promises that you can’t keep. All I’m asking is for you to be my first lover. I want to know what it feels like to be loved physically, as you showed me what it is like to be loved emotionally.” Oh she wasn’t playing fair. I was supposed to catch her doing something naughty and she was supposed to blush and run away. Instead she pulled out a huge emotional bomb and threatened me with all out devastation. “Think about Karin, and Sissy, and everyone else in our lives. Your father trusts me, and so does Dolly. I can’t betray them.”

“Then don’t. They trust you to love me, to protect me, and to make me happy and safe. You aren’t betraying them and neither am I.” I shook my head. “No honey, I would be and you know it.” I saw tears beginning to form in those dark eyes. “Please don’t do this Brent. Please don’t. Ever since I first knew what it meant to be a girl I knew I loved you. I know I can’t have all of my dreams of you, but at least let me have one. Don’t make me leave this room without letting me know what it means to be loved by you. I can’t live without that.” She pulled the trigger and the bomb descended. I felt it pass from my brain, down my spine and into my heart. In a heartbeat I knew she meant what she said. This wasn’t a little girl being naughty, or a teen trying to get away with something. This was a young woman who had built an emotional house of cards and now I was threatening to smash it with one word.

“Erin, little love.” A small tear slid down her cheek. “Just this once and never again.” It was like watching a stone hit the surface of a pond. Her emotions ebbed and flowed across her face as she realized I had not denied her, that I had said yes, and then her joy filled in the near vacuum that had been about to fill her. Her face came closer and we kissed. Her slightly thicker lips felt so different than any others I had kissed. Her scent was sweet but musky and it filled me up inside till I thought I would float away. I pulled the pillow away and pushed on her hip a little with my hand. She threw her leg over me and straddled my hips.

I felt her hot moisture as her pussy opened over me and then pressed over my cock. Slowly our kiss deepened and I felt her tongue sliding into my mouth. As I grew harder her hips began to rock back and forth, stroking me into higher passions. I was lost in this moment, this feeling of love and desire with a girl I had known most of her life. She pulled back and I saw the love and need in her eyes. Our eyes never left each other as she lifted up. I felt her hand wrap around my cock and guide the tip to her entrance. I smiled at her as she began to press downwards and tears began to slide down her cheeks and around the corners of her mouth as she smiled with me.

I passed deeper and deeper into her till I felt myself pressing against the hard knot of her cervix. Slowly she lifted herself back up till I was barely inside of her and then she slowly sat back down. She did this over and over sending me higher and higher till I felt her sitting on me with all of her weight. She leaned back into our kiss, wrapping her arms around my neck and then she began to rock her hips with me deep inside of her. This was like nothing I had ever felt before. Ok, yes she was tighter than any other woman I had been with, but I mean the emotion of it all. She wasn’t just making love to me, she was giving me her first time, experiencing these sensations for the first time.

This was all new to her so she wasn’t trying to show off, she was just following her natural instincts. This was Erin in her most primal, and pristine state and I was the first man to see or feel it. As her restraint left her, and need took over, she moved into a higher gear. I felt the walls of her pussy throbbing around me as she began to have a series of small tremors flash through her. She leaned her head on my shoulder as she had many times and her breath was coming faster and faster. The feeling of her firm breast pressing into me and her hard nipple digging into me were something I would never forget.

I reached down, filling my hands with her small bubble butt and guided her, keeping her motions steady and even. Her arms tightened around my shoulders as she suddenly went stiff in my arms. I felt her pussy collapse around me as it became almost painfully tight around my cock. I felt her whole body jerk and twist as she came hard on me and I just held on for the ride. Slowly the tensions left her body and she sagged against me her heart beating so hard I could feel it in my own chest. I sat there holding her in my arms feeling my love for this girl grow with each beat of our hearts. I stroked her back and felt the muscles in her back twitch as they relaxed from the tension they had been under.

I looked at the mirror across the room and saw the two of us, wrapped around each other and the differences between us. Her smaller body and dark skin versus my great bulk and pasty whiteness. How she could have wanted me was beyond my ability to imagine, but the sight of us together was one I would cherish forever. I then looked at the clock and was shocked to see we had only been alone together for fifteen minutes. The argument, the resistance and the final capitulation had only taken fifteen minutes. As this went through my head Erin sat back and moaned. Slowly she leaned to the side and my still hard cock slipped out of her.

She looked around and then smiled up at me. “So this is what the world looks like after making love. It’s so much nicer than before. I mean everything feels so much more worth living for.” She then eased off the edge of the bed and kissed me. “I need to clean up and get back out there.” I looked into her face and saw real love in her eyes. “I don’t want them to miss me, and get you in trouble.” Then she leaned forwards and kissed me again. “I love you Brent and I always will.” With that she was gone and I was sitting there feeling the vacuum left behind. Now I don’t mean I was crushed without her now, it’s just it all happened so fast and I was still trying to come to grips with what had happened. I got up, washed off, and got dressed. I made sure that there wasn’t anything to indicate what had happened and opened a window to air out the room.

When I rejoined the girls things were different for me. They could bounce around all they wanted and flaunt their tight little bodies however they wanted. For some reason it no longer bothered me as much. I guess it’s because I no longer saw them as naughty, just naked. The next few times they noticed the change as well and the games came to an abrupt halt. Oh they still came over and had fun, but the rubbing and teasing slowed and then stopped. That one glorious time with Erin had changed me and it seemed the new toy had lost its entertainment value.

Erin didn’t let on that anything had happened and neither did I. Our noticeable relationship was the same, though I had no idea how she was doing on the inside. I strangely never felt guilty afterwards and did my best not to show any what was going on inside of me. That one afternoon had reminded me of how wonderful love really was. I had forgotten the thrill and breathlessness of passionate love. My wife and I had banked that fire into a relationship so we wouldn’t burn out, but since that day I had used that experience to rekindle it again.

A few days later I began to express my attraction to Karin by grabbing her butt when she wasn’t expecting it. She almost screeched when I did it ad she turned at me instantly. “What the hell was that?” She asked “Oh nothing, I just saw a sweet butt and couldn’t help getting a handful.” She gave me an odd look and went back to doing what she had been. Over the next few days I did it over and over again along with hugging and other things I had slowly let slide through my fingers over the last few years. Then one night we were just getting into bed when Karin confronted me.

“Brent, what has gotten into you?”I looked at her and smiled a little. “What do you mean?” Karin looked like she was looking for the right way to say it. “For the last week you have been coming onto me like a teenage boy. What’s up with that?” I decided to come clean, a little. “Well, while everyone has been dropping off their half-naked daughters here to spend the day I have learned a few things. First is that I may be old but I sure ain’t dead. Then I thought to myself, why should I be dead? Why am I supposed to stop being a sexual person?” My wife sat up and looked at me. “Because they are little girls and you are a grown man.”

I shook my head. “No, that’s why I shouldn’t openly stare at them or try to force them into a sexual situation. That I buy. But when did the world reach into my head and say “You have now reached the age of no sex. Turn your penis off and go about your business.”? Seeing them kind of turned that switch back on.” Karin sat there and looked at me. “So your saying being around all those girls got you horny.” I shook my head. “No, I’m saying all those girls made me wonder why I, and we, stopped being teenagers ourselves. Why does getting older me we have to be old? I understand, we have responsibilities as adults, but why does that mean we have to stop loving each other like teenagers?”

Karin looked at me like I had hit her with a baseball bat. She was completely stunned at what I had said. “I ... I don’t know. We just started getting so busy it all just kind of slipped past me.” I took her hand and kissed it. “Past us. We did that together just like we have always done things, together.” Karin looked at the mirror across the room. There we were sitting in bed together. I was only wearing shorts but she had on a long night shirt and a frown. “Remember when we never wore anything to bed in case we got horny at night?” She asked. I nodded. “I think the last time was when Sissy came in one morning and asked why we were naked.” She pulled the neck of her shirt out and looked at her body. “Well that, and I have tried to stay in shape, but I’m nothing like I used to be.”

I wrapped my arms around her and pulled her to me. “I would beg to differ with you on that. Why do you think I have been grabbing at your butt? I still think it’s as fine a booty as when we first met.” She shook her head. “No, it’s fallen and can’t get up. Not to mention the rest of me is pretty baby worn.” I lifted her face up to mine. “Karin, I love you and find you just as sexy as the day we met.” She looked into my eyes like she hadn’t done in a very long time. She was searching me out, wanting what I said to be the truth. Then our lips met and there was a bolt of sexual energy that passed through the both of us. Our clothing flew from our bodies and the passion we felt for each other reminded me of how we used to be in that first year of marriage.

Our hands went to all the right places, our kisses were deep and passionate and when she took me into her it was like a dream come true. She was wetter than she had been in years and her hips moved like a snake, wrapping her pussy around me and tightening my cock up in a strangle hold. Her movements were surer than they used to be, but the sexual energy was even more intense than ever. We hadn’t made love like this in a long time and it was incredible. Yes her breasts did hang lower than when we first made love, but that meant I could lift them up and suck on them without pulling my dick out. Her ass may have drooped but it filled my hands just as well as ever and gave me something to hold onto as I lifted her up and down on my cock. Her pussy was still pretty tight, but it knew me, and knew what excited me to the point I felt my balls rise quickly.

I felt her climax clench her pussy around me and this caused me to hold her down on my cock as I filled her with my cum. We were both lost in the ecstasy of the moment but connected together as only those truly in love can be. Our hearts beat together, and raced together as our mutual joy filled us and passed between us. Karin lay on top of me, straighten one leg and rolled off. I rolled with her if only to face her as we slowly came down. “Brent, if having naked little girls run around the house brings that out in you, I’ll go hire some for every weekend.” I chuckled at the thought. “No, I mean it. When I came it felt so good to be together like this again. I felt alive again, hell I feel alive again. I forgot what that meant.” She said, almost in wonder.

She kissed me and looked into my eyes. “I’m sorry I forgot about us Brent. You have been a sweet, loving husband and father all these years. My mother told me to never forget be a wife after becoming a mother, but I did. Or maybe I just thought what I was doing was being a wife, but it’s not. I can feel that in me.” She rolled onto her back and I could see her smile. “But now I do. My heart hasn’t pounded like this is so long and it feels so good.” She rolled back to look at me and her energy reminded me of how she was when we were first married. “You know a few of my friends, won’t tell you who, have cheated on their husbands and told me what it was like. They described it as thrilling and that they felt alive again. I just thought it was the thrill of cheating but maybe it was the thrill of loving again?”

She slid her body against mine and beyond all reason I began to get hard again. She felt it and gaped at me. “Really?” I just shrugged. She rolled onto her back and tugged at me. I lifted up and slid between her thighs. With a little wiggle I was at her entrance and slid into her soaking pussy again. I pressed into her deeply and she pressed on my chest. “Hold on.” Then she took a deep breath and wiggled a little. Then she pressed again and I got off her.

As I laid back down she had a huge frown on her face. “Damn it I’m not used to doing it that many times and I’m actually sore.” Then she looked at me. “And I really want it too.” She rolled out of bed and went to the bathroom. I heard the water running for a few minutes and then she came back in a towel. “Holy crap. I just washed out and it felt so sensitive in there.” She looked at me as she laid back down. “I’m sorry.” She said in a sad voice. I pulled her to me and we began to kiss again. It didn’t take long before she was wiggling again but this time I pushed her down, and slid down her body. As I parted her legs, she looked down on me with surprised eyes. “Really?” she asked and I nodded. I parted her furry pussy and began to lick and lap at her succulent sex. It didn’t take long for her to lose control and relax into what I was doing.

“Oh Brent I miss this. I can’t remember the last time you went down on me.” She moaned as I sucked and nibbled her stiff little clit. I gently slid a finger inside of her but it was small enough not to set off her pain. I fished around her inner pelvis and found the spot that made her groan again. “Oh fuck, that’s good.” I was going to town on her and soon her hips were making motions that told me I was doing well. “So having all those naked little girls around helped you feel like this again?” I nodded but didn’t stop. “Any girl in particular?” I shook my head not wanting to give away the truth. I slid a finger across her ass hole and she gave a little shiver with a moan.