Shari squirmed, hips arching slightly as the heel of her hand pushed against her pussy, rubbing hard. Then she caught Jerry looking at her and smiling assuredly.
"What's the matter, Shari? Wishing you could join us? You'd like some of this action too, wouldn't you?"
"I would not!" she lied.
Jerry's smile broadened, and his eyes flicked down to the small fist rhythmically moving between her thighs.
She shivered, embarrassed but unable to stop what was happening to her.
Meanwhile, Nan was making low noises deep in her throat, surging back and forth faster now. By this time she had taken in almost every inch of his prick, and her hips undulated spasmodically each time his cock sank into her mouth. Intent on sucking her boyfriend's prick, she was beyond noticing anything else.
With a daring expression, Shari withdrew her fist and reached instead to the snap of her cut-offs.
This time, it was Jerry's turn for an unexpected treat. He stared as the teenager peeled off her shorts and sat back, curling one leg up over the arm of her chair and letting him get a good, long look at her moist pussy.
Her blonde cunt fur was matted with arousal, separating to clearly expose the pink crevice of her pussy slit. Her cuntlips, dewy and slick and parted, gave him a perfect view of her small, tight fuckhole. His grin tightened, and he clutched Nan's head as his cock leaped with even greater life.
"Mmmmmm!" the older girl groaned, totally unaware of anything but the cum-bloated cock in her mouth.
"There," Shari said in a triumphant voice, blatantly displaying herself. "Who wants action now?"
As she spoke, her hand slipped down once more with a tantalizing gesture, fingers plowing her soaked curls and dipping into her frothing cunt. Pussy juice gushed over her hand, and before she quite realized it, her finger had slipped between her pink pussy lips and buried itself knuckle-deep in her pussy.
"Jesus," Jerry murmured, hunching faster in Nan's mouth and never taking his eyes off her sister's show. "Jesus, that's good. Keep doing that, yeah."
Shari couldn't help herself. Succumbing to his stare, she worked her finger in and out, picking up in rhythm. Soon she was bouncing on the chair, gasping and finger-fucking herself without the least inhibition.
It was Nan who broke the spell, suddenly puffing her head back and clutching Jerry's cock with both hands in an urgent grasp.
"Now!" Nan gasped harshly, twisting around onto her back and jerking hungrily on his prick. "Now, baby, fuck me now. Oh, my God, I need to be fucked! Hurry!"
Immersed in her own need, she didn't notice Shari as her boyfriend let himself be pulled down. His cockhead gouged her cunt, and, with a shuddering upward surge, she cried out, feeling his cock sink with familiar ease into her.
Jerry lunged, pinning his sobbing girlfriend to the floor and ramming his cock to its hilt inside her cunt.
"Yes!" she wailed as he began to gyrate, moving faster and faster. "Yes, that's it, fuck me, baby, fuck me good!"
His eyes never leaving Shari, he obeyed with a hoarse grunt. His swollen prickshaft rippled and jabbed, fucking into her with long, powerful strokes as she wrapped her legs about his waist and lurched up to take it.
At the same time, Shari was busy having her own fun. Panting, she arched on her fingers in delicious joy as Jerry's prick slid in and out of her sister's pussy. All slick with juice and pounding forward harder than ever, his cock speared into Nan with growing need.
Soon, they were all three gasping and writhing with approaching release caught up in the freedom of the situation.
Nan was the first to come, spasming up and crying out in completion. "Oh! Ohh! I'm comiiinnnggg!"
Even as she erupted in release, Shari felt her own cunt fountaining juice and groaned in heaving bliss as she plunged her finger deep. "Ahhmmm…"
"Ahhhh!" Wrenching in ecstatic oblivion, Jerry slammed his cock all the way into Nan's melting pussy and thrashed atop her as his pent-up load of cock cream blasted in hot geysers, flooding her cunt.
For a spellbound moment, all three of them heaved and gasped in completion, until every last twinge of release had been drained from them.
Then, with a husky groan, Jerry slumped beside his girlfriend and chuckled happily.
It was only when his shrinking prick slid from her cunt that Nan remembered Shari and looked over to see her sister hastily struggling back into her cut-offs.
"Well!" she said in a hoarse laugh, not angry at all. "It looks as if my sister is growing up after all! I hope you finally got what you wanted!"
Sheepish at being caught and glad her sister wasn't mad, Shari smiled.
But she hadn't quite got what she wanted just yet.
Even as she fastened her shorts, her mind was on her daddy.
CHAPTER FOUR
As he drove home that afternoon, Dane was trying furiously to think of a way to break his and Mona's engagement to the girls.
She had called at the office this morning, and her first words were, "Have you told them yet?"
He grimaced at the phone, mad at being constantly nudged but at the same time knowing he didn't really have a good reason for putting it off. "When have I had time, hon? Give me a break, will you? I'll talk to them this evening… Yes, yes, I promise. See you tonight, okay? Bye, babe." He hung up as soon as he could, and had spent the rest of the afternoon trying to compose his announcement into words.
Telling his daughters that they were about to have a new mother was going to be one of the hardest things he'd ever done.
And the trouble was that he couldn't figure out why. Why was it going to be so hard? Why did he dread it so much?
It wasn't really as if the girls wouldn't understand. They were both practically women now. Hell, they'd actually been nagging him to get out and date more for years! In fact, they would probably be delighted to hear that he was getting married again.
So why was his stomach twisting into knots at the thought of telling them.
As he pulled into the driveway and shut off the engine, a part of Dane's mind knew the answer.
Fatherhood. That was the problem, pure and simple. Too much fatherhood over too many lonely years.
He winced, gripping the steering wheel hard. It didn't really make any damned sense at all. He loved Mona, there was no doubt of that. He loved her every bit as much as he'd loved Madge before her fatal car accident. To be honest, he couldn't think of a nicer fate than to spend a lifetime exploring that luscious body of Mona's.
But Madge's death years ago had done more than steal the woman. It had pushed the responsibility of parenthood doubly on his shoulders, making him both father and mother to his daughters.
The trouble was simply that Dane had gotten used to being both parents. He'd gotten to enjoy it, maybe more than a normal father should.
And now another person wanted into his private domain. An intruder damn it, he loved Mona! An intruder wanted to take some of that responsibility away, to snatch part of his life from him.
He was jealous!
His wince turned into a pained expression as he faced the fact. No father should be so wrapped up in his daughters' lives that he would run from a beautiful, voluptuous woman like Mona.
Only Mona's persistence had got him to re-awaken all the old, long-smothered emotions long enough to even consider marriage. The worst possible thing he could do now, was to lose his nerve. He had to tell them.
Determined, Dane climbed, out of the car and made for the front door.
A blast of coolness hit him as he strode into the air-conditioned living room, and he groaned at its refreshing tingle. "Wow, it's hot out today! What're you up to, Shari?"