“God, yes!” I said. “I don't even know how many times I was fucked. And I got so excited, I was coming two or three times during a single fuck.”
The entire room smelled like my pussy and my asshole, the equally strong smell of cum and sweat and (sorry if this grosses you out!) even a hint of my piss permeating everything. I lay gasping for breath, worn out, tired but happy.
I finally knew what it was liked to be fucked right to my limit, to have all the sex I could want.
And, believe it or not, it felt every bit as good as I'd expected.
CHAPTER 12
As soon as Amy and I and my father got up to Clear Lake that Friday night following my 'confession' to her (and my Tuesday initiation at thePink Flamingo), she and I ran giggling into the bedroom we were to share. First things first, I helped her insert one of the contraceptive sponges she'd brought along.
We re-read the instructions, made certain to wet the sponge, and then Amy laid back on the bed with her skinny legs spread wide. With her fingers, she parted the lips of her slick little pussy for me to see, the pinkness within her hairless cunt glistening with wetness.
“See? I'm already all excited.”
“You're always all excited.”
And I wasn't all that surprised at how easily I pushed the thing up into her tight pink cunt with my middle finger. Regardless of her denials, I knew her 12-year-old brother, Paul, had been there already. Mostly.
“That should do it,” I said. “I hope it stays in there.”
She gave me a look.
“I'll bet your father's big cock will keep it in place.”
“Right.”
Then, quickly, we changed into the school uniforms from St. Katherine's we'd secretly brought along.
“This'll get him crazy,” I promised. “I know it.”
Amy, sitting naked on the edge of the bed pulling on her uniform knee socks, said, “Your dad never said anything dirty or sexy on the drive up. God, what ifdoesn'twant to have sex with me, after all? Maybe I'm too young…”
I gave her a look.
“He's being shy because he's never talked about sex to you before,” I told her. “Believe me, you'll be getting all the dirty fun you can handle!”
“I hope so,” she laughed then. “My pussy really needs attention.”
A few moments later, we pranced proudly out into the living room, both wearing the uniforms we'd hated the entire last semester: crisp white blouse, pleated knee-length dark burgundy skirt, matching burgundy knee socks and simple black patent leather shoes with the little strap going across the top.
As added incentive, knowing my father was keen on the hot young schoolgirl look, as are most older men (the perverted bastards-just kidding), we earlier shortened our skirts to well above mid-thigh so the slightest jumping about would show our panties. In addition, each of us added a Band-Aid to one knee.
“Holy shit!” my dad laughed, turning from the refrigerator where he was putting away the groceries we'd picked up on the way. “You two-”
We modeled for him then, parading back and forth, a private show of two skinny blond girls looking so young it was actually criminal, bare knees and slender bare legs flashing, pert little asses and breasts that, although small, were clearly unrestrained by any undergarments.
“Where are your bras?” he asked. “I can see your nipples.”
Amy laughed at that, actually cupping her almost nonexistent breasts for him through her white blouse.
“I'm too young to wear one, but Kim's bra is in there on the bed,” she said. “With our panties.”
And with a quick shared look, Amy and I both turned around, bent over, thrust out our butts at my father and flipped up our short pleated skirts to give him a really good look at our bare perfect asses.
“Girls!” he laughed. “We haven't even had dinner yet!”
“Daddy!” I said, walking right up to him. “I told you last night when you called: Amy's dying for you to fuck her!”
CHAPTER 13
The first time my father's cock was buried in Amy's tight little cunt, after several lengthy but exciting and well-lubricated attempts on her part to simplysiton it, she was breathing so hard with the effort I thought she'd actually pass out.
She was straddling his hips on the rug, leaning forward with her small hands on his chest. Her bony knees were on each side of him, her tiny nipples as hard as pebbles, her entire body damp with perspiration. Not quite naked, she was still in her burgundy knee socks and patent leather shoes, exactly what I was wearing because my dad had asked both of us to keep them on.
Taking several long moments to let her breath return to normal, she turned to me with a guilty little look.
“Okay,” she admitted, “I confess-Paul's been fucking me backandfront, because we can't stop once we get started!”
“Iknewit!” I laughed. “You little whore!”
“I still make him come in my butt, though,” she added. Then, noting my dad's sudden interest, “Uncle Jack, your dick's way too big to fit up my little asshole. It would hurt!”
“We'll see,” he smiled. He was on his back with his hands loosely holding her slim hips, his head resting on a throw pillow. “Anyway, you're pussy is fantastic! It's so hot and slippery and tight in there!”
“I can feel every inch of your big dick throbbing away in me,” Amy said.
And, ready or not, she began slowly rotating her narrow hips up and down and back and forth. A moment later, she added a sort of delicious corkscrewing motion, her ultra-slippery 9-year-old pussy sucking at his cock so wetly I could hear the suction, her skinny bare inner thighs visibly trembling with her effort.
“My God,” my father murmured. “What a great fuck you are!”
“I'mshakingall over!” she said, her blond hair damp and plastered to her head. “I knew I'd love fucking you!”
Finding the rhythm of it, she began pumping her hips faster, her small hands clutching at his chest with each of her pelvic thrusts as she slowly drove my dad into a further state of fast-breathing ecstasy.
“Wow!” Amy groaned. “My pussy's loving this!”
“My cock's not exactly bored!” my dad gasped.
I was lying right beside my naked dad and my sweet little cousin, she and I-as I said-still in our burgundy knee socks and shoes, my dad a real fan of hot young girls in school uniforms, especially the kind of little sluts who can never get enough sex.
What man wouldn't be?!
In fact, before he and Amy started with the real sex, she and I took turns standing over him in our St. Katharine's Academy school uniforms, giving him a private little show.
With no panties and our feet apart, we let him look up our pleated skirts, right up our skinny bare legs, past our smooth bare thighs and straight into our wet pussies and tight little assholes.
He also had us each squat down over him so he could see better, first me, than Amy. I finally just squatted all the way down on his face so my pussy and butt-crack spread open for him, the way I knew he liked it.
He put his face in my butt-crack and then surprised me.
“Daddy! You kissed my asshole!
“Because I love you,” he said simply. “And it's so cute!”
When it was Amy's turn, she straddled him in a69position on her hands and knees with her crotch pressed into his face, his tongue probing into her juicy pussy and his fingers, two at least, up her indecently experienced butthole while she enthusiastically licked and sucked the swollen head of his cock. At the same time, she used her small hand to slowly, almost leisurely, jack him off.
“Amy, I can't wait to fuck you,” he breathed hotly, directly into her pink pussy. “You have the sweetest little cunt!”
“Daddy!” I laughed. “Don't forgetmycunt! You saiditwas the sweetest!”
“They're both the sweetest!” he proclaimed.