Chapter 8

“Lisa!” I said tightly. “I’m getting close.” I was breathing hard and my stomach muscles were tightening in anticipation.

She nodded a little and shifted her hands down to the base, pushing me into her throat determinedly, wanting to make me cum as hard as I’d made her cum. She heaved and gagged and the obscene sounds turned me on even more. She moved one of her hands off my cock and started to play with my balls gently while the other hand pumped hard.

It was too much. I groaned and I knew she could feel my cock swell in her throat in warning. She pulled up so that only the head was in her mouth and pounded her fist up and down while she rolled my balls in her other hand. That was it. I growled as I pumped gobs of hot cum into her mouth. She started moaning in approval, looking up at me, our eyes locked as I fed my jizz to her. When it was over, my head flopped back and every muscle in my body relaxed slowly as I drifted in the wake of my orgasm.

Lisa smirked at me and her cheeks bulged, telling me that she hadn’t swallowed it. She crooked a finger at Kelsey. Kelsey approached her, not certain what she wanted, but got the message quickly when her mother kissed her. I knew they were snowballing, swapping my cum back and forth. Kelsey squeaked at first, but then realized she was getting her first taste of her Daddy and she turned aggressive, plundering her mother’s mouth for more.

I smiled and watched the two of them french-kiss. It was as hot as any of the circus shows that the boys had put on that last summer I rode the rallies. Maybe that was knowing that they were mother and daughter or maybe it was because they were tongue wrestling over my cum or maybe it was because they seemed to be keeping it up long past the point where the cum was probably gone. Who was I kidding. It was all three.

Kelsey got sort of a wild look in her eyes and pushed her mother away unexpectedly. Lisa tumbled onto her back and looked up questioningly. “I want more,” Kelsey declared and grabbed her mother’s knees, throwing them open and diving in between them to her mother’s snatch.

If I was surprised, Lisa was shocked. By the time she opened her mouth to protest, Kelsey was already tonguing her pussy in search of the load I’d left there earlier. Well, there was no way my dick was missing this show. He’d been nodding off in hopes of a nap, but now he was screaming and raring to go like soccer announcer on meth. Everyone else seemed to be busy, so I started to pound it for myself, spreading my legs and lifting my balls to play with them while I watched Kelsey eat her mother out.

She was wild and whatever rebuke Lisa had in mind died a sudden death as she quickly got overwhelmed by the sensations. I watched intently, getting the sudden sense that this wasn’t Kelsey’s first rodeo and smirked, thinking that she was going to be the one to teach her mother lessons in eating pussy. I wondered if Lisa was aware that Kelsey had to have some experience or if she was just glad she had talent.

By this point, the room was filled with the sounds of Lisa crying out that she was cumming and the wet slurping sound of Kelsey’s continued efforts. She had her mother’s thighs draped over her shoulders and her arms wrapped around them to hold her steady. That made me think she had a LOT of experience. I wanted to ask about that when we were done for the night.

Finally, Lisa pushed her head away with both hands. She was too sore and sensitive and sated for more tonight. She lay back, panting and Kelsey turned toward me, her face gleaming with her mother’s cunt as she grinned, seeing me jerking off slowly.

She didn’t say a word, just crawled to me and latched her lips over the head of my cock while I fisted the shaft. I groaned as her tongue licked up the last traces of my last orgasm. She looked up at me and let my dick pop out of her mouth. “Did that feel good, Daddy?” she asked coyly. “My baby mouth isn’t too small for Daddy, is it?”

“No, Baby!” I assured her. “You make your Daddy feel so good!”

She grinned, getting into the game and returned her lips to my cock, sucking and licking at the head, lifting her lips away from it and showing me her tongue as she continued to work it. She was starting to get impatient for me to cum for her though, so she pulled my hands away and went to work, like her mother had, pushing more and more of my cock into her mouth. Her gag reflex was stronger than her mother, so she couldn’t take me into her throat, but I silently thought that she might be able to in a few years with some practice and time to grow the last little bit into adulthood.

Her hands were much more active though and she was fascinated with my balls. Now that she knew that they were a source for pleasure, she was all over that, jacking my shaft with one hand while she palmed them with the other. She felt each ball individually with her fingertips and stroked the soft skin of my scrotum while she was paying attention to my cock with her lips and tongue. I reached down and started playing with her hair gently. She looked up at me and nodded a little, taking her hands away.

I realized that she wanted me to push her past her gag reflex and wondered if she could handle it or if we were gonna need to take showers and do laundry. I gripped her head a little harder and guided her up and down my shaft, keeping it shallow for now, but setting a pace that was going to get me there quicker than she was before. I started to moan softly, the feel of her mouth starting to get to me. I took a few longer strokes experimentally, feeling the head squeeze between her tonsils a few times. She retched and gagged, but not quite as hard as her mom had, making me think she might be capable of more. I decided to try it.

“You ready to try all of it, Sugar?” I asked gently. She gurgled something in her throat that could have been anything, but I didn’t see any distress in her eyes. “You sure you can handle it?” Another gurgle. “Okay, Sugar. Here we go.”

I pulled her down a little harder and lifted my hips at the same time. It was like someone had slid my cock into a pinhole it was so tight. She was swallowing reflexively and it made my head spin. “Oh! FUCK!” I bellowed, my orgasm starting. “Daddy’s cumming, Baby!” I gasped and pulled out of her throat so she could breathe, but mostly because she’d fallen in love with her Daddy’s cum and I wasn’t about to deny her the taste and feel of me cumming in her mouth. I guided her head up and down and she sucked on it like she was greedy for more. I could feel her tongue smearing each blast of it over my head and came harder for it, howling each spasm of my cock. I shuddered and writhed, wanting her to stop, but not wanting to take her new toy from her.

She started pumping the shaft with one hand while she kept sucking on the tip, making sure she got every last drop. My eyes were rolling in my head and I was way too sensitive to take this much longer when she finally let up, letting my dick out of her mouth with a pop. I shuddered and groaned, completely drained as I heard a pair of giggles.

“I think Daddy likes it,” Kelsey told her mother.

“I think I know something he’ll like even better,” Lisa told her, making me worried. I wasn’t sure how much more I had left to give at this point. “Tomorrow we can both do it,” she told her daughter. “You like the taste more than I do, but I like the feel of his balls in my mouth. I can take care of that while you get your taste of Daddy.” Thank God she was saving that for tomorrow.

I held my arms out for Kelsey and she planted one more kiss on my wilting cock before she sprang up between my spread thighs into my arms. The unexpected weight of her on my chest knocked the air out of me, but I laughed and kissed her deeply. I could taste a hint of cum on her lips, but I was okay with that so long as it was mine.

Lisa slid up beside us and the three of us traded kisses. This was Heaven. Two sexy girls eager to be sluts for me, no real worries and everything to look forward to.

We lay there and cuddled, drifting in our own thoughts. “Did you call your friend today about the bike parts?” Lisa asked me, reminding me that I’d promised to call Gator today.

“Nope,” I said simply. “My day was pretty busy. By the time we got home, it was dinner time. Since we just finished dessert, I suppose I could call, but I’d have to go next door for the number. I don’t know it off the top of my head.”

She nodded and shrugged. “There’s no rush,” she said and tightened her hold on me. “I think we’re gonna hang onto you. You can call him tomorrow.”

I nodded. “That’s probably a better idea,” I said lightly. “He probably hasn’t had a chance to dig up the parts anyway.”

We were all cuddling with the blankets over us when my cellphone rang. One of us had put it on the nightstand and Lisa passed it to me. I looked at the display and grunted in surprise, seeing Angela’s number. “Hi, Ang,” I said when I answered it. “Two calls in a week. What’s up?”

“Hi, Jake,” she said. “I tried to call you at home and got the machine. Where are you?”

“I told you I’m not a complete hermit,” I told her with some amusement. “I got invited to dinner and dancing.”

“Really?” she asked. “The girls from work that you told me about?”

“Nope. My ladies from next door wanted my company.”

“The single mother and her daughter?” she asked and the tone of disapproval in her voice was unmistakable. “I wish you wouldn’t get involved with her. Listen, why don’t you come down this weekend and I’ll introduce you to Lori. I’m certain you’ll like her. She’s really nice and she’s a couple of years younger than you. She babysits for us sometimes.”

I didn’t like where this was going. I could tell Lisa had heard the comments about not getting involved and about Lori being younger than me. She looked down and I was suddenly angry with Angela. “Did you tell Lori I was a biker?” I asked, my voice hard.

“I left that part out. Just bring your car down and we’ll set you up with reservations for dinner,” she promised.

“So let me get this straight,” I said, pulling Lisa closer and giving her a comforting hug, “you called me in the middle of a dinner-date with a woman you know that I’m interested in to try to get me to dump her and drive down to Topeka to go on a blind date with someone that Lorne approves of, you’ve misled her about the kind of person she’d be getting involved with and you’re hoping that I’ll sell the house here, give up my job, my friends, my girls, my life and settle down to start a family with miss All-American Fresh-Faced Babysitter of the Year?” I let a little of the anger I felt start to bleed through.

She was quiet for a moment and then sighed. “Look, I just don’t want you to get in over your head,” she said, pleading. “I’m sure she’s a nice woman, but she has a teenage daughter. I don’t want you to get into trouble. What are you gonna do if the daughter tries to make a move on you? Her mother will have your balls in a vice. You’ll be lucky to avoid her pressing charges and you’ll have to move anyway because she’ll make life miserable for you.”

“Not that I don’t appreciate you looking out for me, but don’t you think that you should let me live my own life? Make my own decisions?”

She laughed. “If I left your decisions to you, all your investments would be in Harley Davidson and Goodyear,” she said sarcastically. “I take care of your portfolio and I seem to need to take care of your personal life too before you end up saddled with someone old enough to be your mother and a Lolita with daddy-issues.”

“You really are a cunt sometimes, you know that?” I spat into the phone. “For your information, Lisa’s well aware that she’s older than I am. She’s also aware that Kelsey adores me. It’s also pretty quiet where we are, so they’ve heard most of the charming things you’ve had to say about them both. Excuse me. I need to go make sure they’re both okay. They look a little upset. I will call YOU when I’m a little less embarrassed at how insulting you’ve just been.”

She was trying to say something when I hung up the phone. I tossed it into my lap and held both of my girls. “She doesn’t matter,” I told them firmly. “We’re family. She’s an outsider. She doesn’t know any of us. If she did, she’d be happy for us.”

Lisa nodded, but still looked upset. I put both arms around her and held her close. I told her I loved her and that the age difference never mattered to me. “You keep telling me that if I was a little older, you’d ask me to marry you. The only reason for us not to is because we all want it to be Kelsey that walks down the aisle to me and says ‘I do’. Forget Angela. She doesn’t get to decide who’s in my life. I think it’s time she stopped having a say in my life at all.”

Lisa looked at me and nodded. She was hurt by what Angela had said, at least in part because she agreed about the age difference. “She’s right though. I’m almost old enough to be your mother.”

“So what?” I asked simply. “Age is a number and you’re still a 10 in my book. There’s plenty of girls in Kelsey’s school that I wouldn’t touch with tongs. You’re smart, sexy, uninhibited, confident, sweet and you’ve been there for me at times that Almighty Angela couldn’t be bothered.”

She still looked unsure of herself. “I know,” she admitted. “I’ve just been telling myself the same things since Saturday night.”

“And we talked it out,” I pointed out. At this point, my phone rang. I reached for it, but Kelsey was quicker.

“It’s her,” she told us and hopped out of bed with the phone so I couldn’t grab it from her. “Hello?” she answered the phone while I cursed softly.

“No, this is Kelsey. You know, the Lolita with daddy-issues?” she said with a snide smile that I knew Angela could hear through the phone. “No, I’m afraid he can’t come to the phone ... Well after your last call, my mother is kind of a mess. He’s trying to calm her down before she starts to believe your shit ... No, I won’t watch my mouth. You don’t like what I’m saying to you, then hang up. I heard you get told that you’d get a call back when he wasn’t so pissed off at you. You can wait for him to calm her down and stop being mad or you can have me tell you off for being such a colossal bitch when you called before. If you’re calling to apologize, I might put you on speaker. Otherwise, you can wait until he calls you.”

She took the phone away from her ear and looked at it. She shrugged. “She hung up,” she told us. “I’ll hang onto this in case she-” she cut off as the phone rang again. “It’s her,” she confirmed before answering it. “Hello? This is Kelsey, who’s this? Hang on, I’ll ask him.” She looked at us. “Do you know someone named Lorne?” she asked sweetly. She knew that was Angela’s husband.

I nodded. “Bring it here, Sugar,” I told her and she bounded onto the bed to hand me the phone. I didn’t put him on speaker, but they put their heads together so they could hear. “Hi, Lorne,” I said politely. “I take it Angela asked you to see if you could smooth things over some?”

“Your sister is terribly upset right now,” he said with a tone of annoyance. “I don’t know what you and that girl said to her, but she’s not happy at the moment.”

“I’m sorry that she’s upset,” I told him, “but that seems fitting. She managed to upset everyone here pretty completely.”

“That was not her intention,” he said chidingly, like I knew better. “She’s trying to look out for you.”

“I know it wasn’t her intention,” I said. “Did you hear her end of our original conversation?”

“No, I was in my office when you called.”

“She called me,” I told him. “Alright, let’s level. Has she told you that she’s trying to get me to move to Topeka to live with you?”

“She mentioned you possibly staying with us for a while,” he said carefully. “We hadn’t talked about how long that would be for, but I was aware.”

“Okay. She’s been pushing me to come down there and go out with the girl who’s been babysitting for you. Some girl named Lori, I think she said.”

“Lori is a nice young girl, but I’m not certain you and she would have a lot in common.” That was Lorne’s way of saying I wasn’t good enough for her.

“I think that’s probably a more honest assessment than Angela hopes. She wants me to sell my parents’ house, quit my job, abandon my friends and give up my current girlfriend to pack up everything and move there for a blind date. I know you think I’m kind of a moron, Lorne, but even you have more respect for my intelligence than that. If I were to do that, I’d have to hope to God that it worked out because if I did something that stupid, I’d sure as Hell need a quality babysitter to keep me from putting knives in the electrical sockets.”

“I don’t think you’re a moron, Jacob,” he said. He never called me Jake. I gave up trying to get him to loosen up. “Angela’s just trying to help. She might not have gone about it the way I would have, but her heart was in the right place.”

“Then tell her to be happy for me. I’ve got friends, family and work here. If I moved up there, I’d have you three and be Lori’s babysitting partner. You can barely stand me. You’re good enough not to be obvious about it, but you were never a fan of my parents and I’m like them. Sarah’s five, so hanging out with her would be great, but it’d be a lot of reading kids books and watching cartoons. Angela’s my sister and she loves me in her own way, but I’m not family to her any more. You are. She felt like she had to choose and she did. I don’t think you put any pressure on her, but she knew you didn’t like Mom and Pop, so she pulled away from us. Maybe she’s realized that and she wants to try and fix it, but she still treats me like I’m the bratty kid she was glad to be rid of when she started college.”

He sighed. “Alright. You’re right. I don’t like you. Angela’s told me a lot of the horror stories from her high school days and they involved you and your parents embarrassing her in front of her friends. Maybe I haven’t been fair to you, but that’s just my nature. I tend to hold grudges and when she told me about life there, I felt like she’d gotten a raw deal.”

“Maybe she did,” I said bitterly. I hadn’t realized how much she resented her family. “If I’d been in the car that day, she’d have been able to sell everything off and put it behind her.”

“That’s not what she wanted at all!” he told me adamantly.

“Sure seemed like it. She had to come down here and stick around until I turned eighteen. The day I did, she took me out to dinner, got me a cake and turned in early so she could fly out the next day. When I had my accident, she was here for two days. The only other time we’ve gotten together is that first Christmas and by the end of it, I got the impression you both wished I’d stayed home.”