Chapter 2

Skye did call, and she came up on Saturday morning.

We had a great time, even though she slept in one of the guest rooms. We rode the horses up into the national park, hung out by the pool, we talked, laughed, and had a barbeque.

I hoped she’d come to my room; but steeled myself not to go to her. It just wouldn’t be right somehow. I had too much wealth, I was too old. It would be transactional, and that just didn’t sit right.

I kissed her goodbye before she drove back to town on Sunday night though. Yeah, a real kiss with a big warm hug.

“I thought you’d come to my room last night.” She said softly.

“I wanted to, but I wasn’t sure what you want.” I said.

“I want.” She said.

“Maybe; but what if later on you realize you don’t want?”

“Then I’ll tell you I don’t want.” She answered.

“Ok, listen; if you come up next weekend, or any other time, and you still want, my bedroom door is open ok? You come on in anytime you ‘want’. Because I’m lecherous old man, and I always want.”

I pulled away to look at her pretty young face; her bright excited smile, the shine in her clear young eyes.

I believed her; she really did want.

She was back Friday after school, and we shared my bed.

There’s no use in a blow by blow description, because we pretty much did all the same things we did before; in some ways, it was better.

We knew each other now, the initial fear was gone. We trusted each other.

The teenage girl looked at my old naked body, smiled her approval, touched me, kissed me, and let me adore her. I sucked her toes, bit her tight little ass, licked her smooth vagina, inhaled her aroma, ate her taught breasts and hard young nipples.

I made her come many times, and had own orgasm in her mouth late in the secluded secret darkness of the country night.

Skye is a swallower.

“MMM, that really hits the spot!” she declared.

We talked about it too. The sex, the emotions, the possibilities and dangers. Our desires and our fears.

“My folks expect me to come out to Ashville after I graduate high school, and start collage there in fall.” She told me.

“That’s months away.” I said, “How about we don’t make any plans just yet? You can come on up when you feel like, my door is open and you’re welcome to sleep in any room you choose. Damn, Skye; I was never a player you know, I never had sex like that before.”

“Me neither.” She said. “I don’t know if the age thing makes it so wild, or maybe I just really like you.”

“I think one follows the other.” I said. “Wanna eat?”

“Yeah, before last week, I hadn’t had home cooking since my parents sold up.”

We talked about that as I chopped and cooked. Skye was still upset about the loss of her home, but at the same time she understood the financial reality of it. Her dad had set up a hefty trust fund for her.

“And I thought I could wow you with my wealth.” I commented.

“No way, Gramps.” She laughed, “I’m probably richer than you.”

“Maybe I can reel you in with home cooking.” I suggested.

“I’m already reeled in.” she said quietly.

I turned and looked at her in some surprise. Her clear young eyes just stared back at me, and I wondered what where this would go.

She called me mid-week.

“Inez and her mom are both staying at their boyfriend’s place so I have the apartment to myself. Do you want to come down?”

I brought groceries and cooked for us. The air in the cluttered apartment crackled with lust as we ate, and we were in bed together as soon as the utensils were silent.

“Oh fuck, fuck fuck fuck, fuck yeah!” she sighed happily as I reamed her face to face, her long thin legs wrapped around me and her hands gripping my ass as hard as her vagina gripped my stiff old cock, until I exploded inside her again.

“Is this ok with your hosts?” I asked as we cuddled afterwards.

“Yeah, I’m actually subletting, covering the rent while they’re not here. Their boyfriend’s place is a lot nicer than the apartment you know, but for me it’s perfect, I can walk to school from here.”

“Ok, wait; mother and daughter are both in the same place?”

“Yeah, well I’m not supposed to tell anyone, but since you’re my lover you get to know everything, right? So, Inez’s guy has an identical twin, and the twin hooked up with Inez’s mom, and now the four of them are shacked up together.”

“Wow.” I commented.

“Just for the record, Inez and her mom can tell which is which.”

“That’s good, because otherwise...”

“Yeah.”

“How old are these guys?” I asked.

“Older than me, younger than you!” she laughed, “Thirtyish I guess, and black. Wait, can I say that?”

“Sure.” I said, “Should I go? It being a school night and all.”

“Stay the night.” She said, putting her head on my thigh and rolling my depleted cock against her cheek, “I sleep better with you than alone.”

I lay awake as she snored softly on my shoulder, wondering about this insane relationship. We’d jumped into bed for a little age gap fun, and now we were ... I don’t know what we were.

But I wasn’t going to stop until I had to.

Skye came up to my place every weekend, and I usually spent a night with her during the week at the apartment in town.

Inevitably, the wild exciting sex began to cool; we still got along amazingly well, we talked and laughed, debated and shared.

Then Skye brought her girlfriend Inez with her for the weekend.

Inez was a year younger, a Hispanic girl with big dark eyes, big firm breasts, and a huge bright smile that she displayed often. She had a decent figure, heavier and shorter than Skye’s long thin fashion model dimensions.

Whenever I told a joke, her breasts would wobble and I noticed Skye seemed to enjoy that a lot.

She told us she’d broken up with her boyfriend but her mom was still living with his twin brother.

“Have you moved back into your apartment with Skye?” I asked her.

“Yes, I really feel I need some time to get myself back you know. I was with Haz for almost a year.”

“Why did you split up?” I asked.

“I don’t know; it just became too much I guess. I was sort of drowning, the age difference I suppose, but Haz is just really intense. I should have stayed with his brother Freddy, he’s softer.”

“Wait; so you were with Freddy before Haz? And now your mother is living with Freddy?”

“Yeah, well now you know why I need some time for myself.” She said.

Skye wasn’t in the mood for sex that night; it was only the second time we slept together without doing it, and I marked the date as the beginning of the end.

“Haz and Fred are like night and day, they look the same but they’re really different. Except their cocks.” Skye told me quietly in the darkness. “Inez wanted me to move in with them a few months ago, but I was already with you. Anyway, those guys are weird. They fight like cats and dogs, sometimes even physically. Then they...”

“What?”

“I’m sworn to secrecy, oh fuck it, just don’t tell, ok? To make up, they share their girlfriends. That’s what Inez told me.”

“So you’re telling me that at the age of 15, she was living with twin 30 year old’s? And sharing them with her mother?”

“They want her back.” Skye said, “I’m afraid she’ll go, she’s all confused.”

“Shit, well you know if there’s anything I can do...”

“Yeah, there is.”

“What?”

“Seduce her.”

I laughed, but Skye was serious.

“She likes to be told what to do.” Skye continued, “Try it, tell her to make a salad or something, don’t ask, tell. Watch her face, you’ll see.”

“I don’t understand.” I said, “Why do you want this?”

“To get her away from them.”

“Sure, but why? Are they worse than me?”

Skye was silent for a while.

“I hadn’t really thought about it that way.” She said, “But yeah, they’re worse. I mean, you’re better; you’re a kind man, that’s the difference. Haz and Fred, they’re ... well, they’re just weird with their sibling rivalry identical twin mother daughter swapping shit. Besides, don’t you want a threesome with two teenage girls?”

Actually, Skye was more than enough for me. I was barely able to keep up with her sexual appetites; on Mondays while she was bouncing around the high school, I was sleeping late to recover my strength.

“Of course I do.” I told her. “You want to get her back, don’t you?”

“Yes.” Skye admitted. “Fuck, I just love her you know. I thought it would go away after a while, but it doesn’t. I guess I’m like, 50% gay and 50% straight, and she’s maybe, 30/70.”

“Maybe it’s more about how much you like someone than what sex they are.” I suggested.

“Maybe.” She conceded.

I did as Skye asked; “Inez, cut the salad, please.” I told the girl.

She looked slightly surprised, then resigned.

Later, I asked her to clear up the table and clean the kitchen.

I felt a little weird about this, but just as Skye had predicted, Inez seemed happy about it. Perhaps just slightly excited.

Later, I told them both to sit with me on the sofa as we watched a movie; chick flick, because it was really for them.

I put an arm around each, and they leaned against me affectionately. It was really nice actually.

I told Skye to kiss me goodnight and I saw a flash of anger pass over her face; Skye does not like to be told what to do. She knew it was part of the process so she complied. Then I told Inez I wanted a kiss; she was hesitant but she surrendered.

Just a small press of our lips, my chest couldn’t avoid pressing slightly against her big breasts.

The next day I had Inez cut everything for my cooking, working closely in the kitchen with me. I complimented and thanked her, and looked into her eyes for an extra second.

And before we all went to bed, I kissed them a little bit longer, and held a little bit tighter.

I wasn’t completely sure I even wanted to screw Inez; she was vulnerable, impressionable. She’d do it because Skye and I told her to do it.

She’d probably enjoy it too; I could tell she was ready to have a go. But was it right to toy with her young emotions? Skye was different, she had a more independent mind.

If I put my old cock into young Inez and made her come, the girl would be mine.

For a while.

And in the end, there would be pain, as there always is. Would the brief pleasure of our iniquitous union be worth the price?

Her mouth opened and her big breasts squeezed the doubts from my chest as her body surrendered to my evening kiss. Skye smirked and nodded, it was going to happen and I didn’t have the will power to stop it.

Sunday afternoon it was raining hard outside. The three of us sat on the sofa, Skye was on my left, Inez on my right. I looked down into the eyes of the girl, the deep dark pools of mind bending beauty. It was the pivotal moment, because they’d be going back to town early in the morning.

Her mouth was driving me crazy; the plump lips, the curves of them, slightly parted so I could see her front teeth. Her high cheekbones, her flawless teenage complexion.

And this girl, oozing hormones, radiating sexuality, was radiating it all at me.

And that face was just inches from mine, just a single inch, less than in inch, her breath entered my throat, I inhaled as she exhaled, and then we kissed. Not a goodnight kiss, more like a hello kiss.

I was 62, she was 16, and she melted against me, her mouth opened and her big breasts were crushing the decency out of me.

I heard Skye laugh, her fingers tickling my neck.

This was a disaster; I was ruined.

I didn’t have time to waste with these horny needy teenagers, they were just fucking around, sexual experimentation with an old guy. They’d move on when they got bored, I was just a phase for them.

I bet you all feel real sorry for me now.

I ripped my old mouth from the sexy 16 year old, and felt Skye’s hands turn me to her. I kissed the 17 year old girl, and kept my right hand on Inez so she wouldn’t get away.

I kissed one, then the other, then switched again. They wanted it, wanted me, and each other. It was up to me to lead though, I was the old guy.

Inez was wearing a button-down blouse, and my fingers began releasing those buttons.

Skye was wearing one of her long stretchy dresses, and it seemed to rise up her thighs by itself.

Inez’s big breasts were supported by a bra, which fell away when I released the hooks.

“Oh wow!” Skye commented, as if she didn’t know them well. I have to say though, her exclamation was justified.

I’m not a guy who goes nuts for big tits. But those huge teenager melons were on another level. And she knew it.

She grinned in triumph as my old hands lifted her firm young knockers, her nipples hardening as I kissed her again.

Skye pulled my shirt up over my head and pressed her tits into my back as her hands caressed my shoulders and chest.

“Check it out, Inez! Look at these pecs, Tony is in better shape than Haz and Fred.”

Inez just stared at me with those deep dish luscious eyes, her huge breasts heaving with her breath as I stood to get undressed.

Skye stood behind me, looking over my shoulder as she stroked my big hard cock with her slim fingers, laughing at her friend’s expression.

“Surprise! Gramps is bigga than a ni ... Those guys. You know.”

“Come on, girls.” I told them, “Let’s go to bed.”

“Fuck yeah!” Skye exclaimed as she followed me through.

Inez’s tits came in a few seconds later, the rest of her following behind hesitantly.

“Take your pants off Inez, and get into bed with us.” I told her softly.

“Yeah Inez!” Skye insisted, “She puts on the demure Catholic girl routine, but really she’s all wet between the thighs, aren’t you sweetie?”

Inez looked at us and nodded sadly, then smiled, revealing the joke.

She slowly peeled her pants and panties off, blushing a little, and then stood by the doorway in naked splendor, revealing that the demure Catholic girl was hairless below the waist.

I like it slow, very slow. I kissed them, touched them, bit them.

Their soft young hands explored my hard old body, my head, my neck, and of course my cock.

Skye showed her friend my distended testicles, which seemed to amuse them both a lot.

I sucked and licked that delicious bald pussy, and even though I knew I wasn’t the first there, she was like a virgin to me.

And she liked it; damn, she sure did. She laughed and squealed, her young eyes bright as she looked down at me.

We took turns, and Inez took my old cock in her pretty young mouth and sucked me happily.

They kissed each other too, and went down on each other.

Skye put a condom on me, and held my rod as I pushed it into her girlfriend.

She was wet and ready; I eased it into the 16 year old girl, my 62 year old penis sliding right in there as if it was completely normal. Deeper, deeper!

All the way, until we were pelvis to pelvis, nose to nose, mouth to mouth, her hands clenching my ass as hard as her vagina clenched my hard rod.

“Is she tight?” Skye hissed, “She is, isn’t she? Tight as a fist, right?”

“She sure is.” I confirmed, “As tight as you are, baby.”

“Fuck her, Tony! Fuck her good and hard, make her come so she forgets those weird twins.”

Out, and in.

And out, and in again...

The girl groaned, staring into my face, her luscious lips parted, her big dark eyes wide.

My cock seemed huge when it was inside Inez’s small body, her eyes bulged as she moaned her orgasm, her great breasts heaving as she shivered.

“Don’t stop now!” Skye insisted, slapping my ass as if I was a mule that she wanted to pull a plow, “She’s in the zone, make her come again, again!”

Her tight young vagina was driving me crazy, her mouth so beautiful, that I had to come.

Sorry guys; I wish I could tell you I fucked them both until dawn.

It was ok, Inez came twice that night and Skye seemed content with that.

It was the next weekend when we really got into the groove.

I think it takes a while to find out how to satisfy a lover, and the threesome was much more complex.

The foreplay was the best part. I could hold them both, kiss them alternately, their hands stroking me and each other. Soft breasts, hard penis, inquisitive fingers, willing mouths.

They each sucked my rod, they laughed and just enjoyed themselves as we all made love.

The excitement level slowly increasing, our three way affection growing as we sensuously touched and petted, kissed, opening our bodies and our hearts to each other.

I was able to keep control this time, and Skye came first, looking up at me with her head resting between her girlfriend’s big tits.

I fucked Inez from behind, her round ass compressing with each stoke, on her elbows and knees above Skye.

Skye took the condom off my cock and put me in Inez’s mouth, and the younger girl sucked me as Skye kissed me, and I came with them both in my hands.

“Did you really have a vasectomy?” Skye asked me over breakfast, “It still works the same, and it tastes the same too.”

“Yeah, we decided we had enough children. We didn’t like condoms, it was just the logical thing to do.”

“I want to do it without condoms too.” Skye said, apparently not wanting Inez to know we’d done that already. “What about you, Inez?”

“Ok.” Inez agreed.

We all got tested for STDs first. I had to insist, the girls thought that was weird old guy shit.

“Better safe than sorry.” Was all I had to say.

We all tested negative for everything; I remember us all sitting around the kitchen table, realizing how good this was. We could do anything, everything.

A couple of hours later, Skye held my erect cock against Inez’s open vagina; the younger girl was on her back in my bed, and sat forward to look down at the point of entry with wide eyes.

“What are you thinking?” I asked her as Skye rubbed me up and down, smearing our fluids together.

“It’s frightening.” Inez said, “It’s like the first time again, even though it’s not.”

“Should I put it in?” I teased, “Go on, say it.”

“Yes Tony, please push your BIG cock into my tiny little vagina!” Inez said, trying to keep a straight face.

Inch by inch, I put it into the sexy 16 year old, watching her young face closely for any sign of doubt.

There had to be some, everyone has a little. If she had any, I was unable to detect it.

Inez just smiled with unabashed pleasure as my 62 year old penis made itself at home inside her tight young body. Her juices flowed lustily as I wrapped my arms around her, my biceps on either side of her ribs pushing her big tits together so they bulged up against me.

She was so damn beautiful, so young, it was totally and completely wrong for a man my age to fuck this girl.

Yet my primal brain told the opposite story. This was great, the best thing I could ever do, this was worth dying for.

My cock was rock hard as I went as deep as I could go, naked, defenseless, vulnerable. We were really doing it now, the girl was mine!

And I was hers. She was young and poor, and whether she knew it or not, she owned me now.

Sky lay down alongside and ran her fingers through Inez’s thick black hair, and they shared a glance and a kiss before turning their eyes at me.

Love; what is that? A momentary crush, a rush of emotion, a feeling of ecstatic bonding, intense primal pleasure programmed by our DNA to addict us to each other.

I’d loved the two of them for a while, but this was the first time I thought they loved me in return.

It was really quite intoxicating, my mind started to think all sorts of impossible thoughts. I pushed it all away, there was no future. Just the moment, the best moment of my life.

Not their young bodies, beautiful faces, and tight juicy vaginas; it was that look, the expressions on their faces.

Maybe love is too strong; what I can say for sure is that at that moment, they wanted me.

“Give it to her, Tony!” Skye laughed, “Juice her up!”

“Do you want it, Inez?” I asked the gasping heaving girl below me, “I’d like to ejaculate right up your middle as you come, do you want that?”

“Yes, yes!” she agreed, and although that made our session a short one, it was worth it.

And then Skye lowered her head down between Inez’s open legs and clamped her mouth onto her girlfriend’s shaved groin, and Inez squealed and came as Skye licked her and sucked my semen out.

For the next few weeks they spent the weekends at my place, and stayed at the apartment in town during the week.

We always had fun; I bought a third horse so we could all ride together. We went waterskiing, I taught Inez to drive, I always cooked something special. They ate take out and ready food the rest of the time.