I’d been going out with Karen for about six months and we had pretty much established a routine. I stayed over at her place maybe one weekday but most weekends.

Karen had a young nine-year-old daughter who I looked after every other Saturday when Karen went to work. The first Friday night I’d stopped set the norm. Pippa would stay up later than usual and whilst Karen was cooking our evening meal we’d play. Pippa was a boisterous kid who loved fighting.

On that Saturday morning, too early for my liking, Pippa came into her mum’s bedroom and snuggled in bed between us. This was more than a little annoying because I’d planned to enjoy Karen’s sexy body again that morning. An hour or so later Karen got up to make breakfast.

Pippa was now wide awake and wanted to continue our fighting game of the night before. Although Pippa was wearing pyjamas I was naked so I was careful how we played. I did notice that Pippa ducked her head under the duvet a couple of times pretending to hide but I could tell from the position of her head she was examining my cock. I decided that it was definitely time to get up.

Over a morning cup of coffee, with Pippa upstairs getting dressed, I brought the subject of Pippa up with her mother. Karen laughed at my discomfort telling me that all kids are inquisitive and nothing had happened so what was the matter.

Reluctantly I agreed. This set the pattern for every other morning. Morning sex was definitely off the menu and once I realised that there was no sexual connotation I began to enjoy my time with Pippa.

That’s the background. Last week was school holidays and Pippa had stayed with her Uncle for the week and returned Friday evening. To my surprise she was not alone. Her fourteen-year-old cousin was with her, planning to stay the weekend. Pippa and Louise had obviously gelled that week and the pair giggled the evening away.

Reticent around me at first, Louise slowly followed Pippa’s lead in our fights and by the time they went to bed they were a formidable team and I was worn out.

That Saturday was a working one for Karen, and when Pippa didn’t show for our usual early morning fight I felt relieved and anticipated a nice lie in. A few minutes after I’d heard Karen’s car drive off my dream of a peaceful morning was shattered. Not only did Pippa come running into the room but also she was dragging a hesitant Louise. Diving straight at me the fight started. I caught Pippa in mid air, tickling the sides of her stomach as I did. This provided the usual shrieks of laughter. Like the previous evening Louise was slow in joining in but Pippa’s high spirits were so contagious they were soon the awesome partnership of last night. One major difference was Louise’s attire. Like Pippa she was wearing pyjamas and whenever she bent down towards me she gave me a clear view down to her bottoms. This included a full view of her pert young breasts. On a couple of occasions I could also see, quite clearly her nipples. At one stage I was leaning to my left fending off Pippa when Louise climbed on top of me to try and help her friend. Suddenly I realised that this fourteen year old girl was sitting on my cock. Fortunately the thickness of the quilt hid my growing member. The moment did not last long and I soon forgot it.

They’d occasionally break off and run to the door to discuss tactics before launching another attack. During one of these attacks Pippa dived under the duvet and started to tickle me around my waist. I thought nothing of it as she’d been doing it for months. My hands had been holding off Louise and my squirming and laughter showed that Pippa had been successful. Pleased with their successful tactic they retreated to discuss their next move.

Pippa moved around the bed and as she had always led the attacks it was her that I watched. Mistake. Louise saw my attention was not on her and dived to duplicate Pippa’s earlier success. She was now under the duvet with her head six inches above my cock. Whereas Pippa was still just a kid, Louise had already begun the change into a woman. I’d already noticed her narrow waist and of course her firm breasts her loose pyjama top displayed. I felt my cock stir again and that focused my mind on cock. Of course that focus meant my cock hardened that bit more. Now whilst I wasn’t fully erect I certainly wasn’t soft. All this I realised must have been observed by Louise and was confirmed by her lack of action. My wondering what to do next was interrupted when Pippa once more joined in the attack. I managed to push Pippa away and reached under the duvet and grabbed Louise’s arms in an attempt to pull her away from my cock. Halfway through Pippa again dived at me forcing me to release Louise. Before I realised Louise was again sitting on my cock only this time my cock was hard and only her pyjamas separated it from her young pussy. Trying to fight off Pippa and get Louise to move without showing concern proved difficult. Each time I tried to move Louise I only succeeded in sliding her along my now fully erect manhood. I couldn’t swear to it at the time but I was sure that Louise was intentionally staying in contact with my cock.

Then Pippa noticed how erect I was and shouted ‘Someone wants to go the toilet’.

The only times Pippa had seen me erect was early mornings and Karen had explained it away as my wanting a pee. Somewhat reluctantly Louise slid off my stiff member but she did linger long enough to give it a long visual examination. Grateful for the excuse I grabbed my gown and rushed to the bathroom, emerging a few moments later and called a halt to the proceedings.

The pair spent most of the day alternating between the back garden and Pippa’s bedroom leaving me to get on with my own jobs. (Yes I did the housework) By the time Karen returned the morning’s escapade had faded and our conversation was centred on the mundane. Karen did remind me that she was hunting in the morning. Karen was a very good rider and Pippa was following in her mother’s footsteps. I was opposed to hunting on principle but we’d agreed to differ.

5:30 am is a disgusting time any morning but especially Sundays. That was when Karen getting up disturbed me. There was no way that I would join her and she knew from experience to leave me to turn over and go back to sleep, which is exactly what I did.