My virginity lost.
All the names and places have been changed to hide identity
Dad met Jennifer, who was also divorced, at one of those Jack & Jill sex clubs that were popular for a while. I didn’t know about him going there at the time. One reason I lived with Dad was because Mom always wanted to know where I was and what I was doing. Dad didn’t care, but the flipside was that I often didn’t know what he was up to. He was out a lot at night, but I just figured he was on dates or working. He often brought women home, and I’d hear them humping in his room.
I was twelve when he met Jennifer, and I was totally into online gaming. Dad rarely commented on it except to say it’d be healthier if I got into porn. I did jack off a lot, because, for one thing, all the noises from Dad’s room were often difficult to ignore. And, too, his girlfriends sometimes ran around the apartment in their panties, or, on a couple of occasions, naked. One of them, Bev, enjoyed the way I stared at her, and she got a kick out of the tenting in the front of my shorts.
That was always embarrassing, partly because I couldn’t help staring and she knew it.
Dad hadn’t brought Jennier home yet. When I first heard of her was when Dad announced that we were going that weekend to the beach with her and her two daughters.
“We’ll leave Friday morning, and not come back till Sunday evening,” he told me.
I wasn’t happy. I had big plans for an all-day game on Saturday.
“She’s got two daughters your age,” Dad pointed out. “I promised you’d come. We’ve already got the hotel room. You can play your game some other time.”
I didn’t even try to argue, not when Dad stated things flatly like that.
“What are her daughters like?” I asked.
“Dunno, stud. Haven’t met ’em. But Jenny says they’re hot little girls,” he told me with a sly grin.
Dad was always a horny bastard. Sometimes it was really frustrating. When it was just the two of us, I generally ignored him.
“I’ve already packed for you,” Dad said when he woke me Friday morning. That was unusual. He’d never packed for me before. He didn’t even do laundry. A maid came in once a week to do that and clean house.
But I was sleepy. I’m a slow waker anyway, and I had been up late the night before playing. So I did well simply to stumble into the bathroom for a morning piss and tooth brushing. I managed to get into shorts and t-shirt and eat part of the apple that Dad gave me for breakfast before heading out to the Tahoo and collapsing in the back seat.
Jennifer was a departure from Dad’s usual standard of big boobs, big mouth, and blond hair. Jennifer had deep red hair.
At least she looked more intelligent than some of his others. She wore no bra under her tank top. I tried to not stare since her daughters were like, right there.
Kylee was twelve like me, and Kim was ten. They both had dark red hair like their mom. They were slender girls, and tall; Kylee was my height. She wore a halter top and I could actually see some tummy muscle moving beneath the skin. The girls walked and moved like athletic girls, not girly girls. Kylee looked like she already had a small rack. Kim was in a loose t-shirt and looked pretty flat-chested to me.
I tried not to stare at them either. In fact, they hardly looked at me as they climbed into the back seat beside me. Kids with loud parents are sometimes quiet, and Jennifer was giving instructions to my dad like ‘She Who Must Be Obeyed’. Definitely the type my dad liked and deserved. I figured they’d be arguing before we got to the beach.
As Dad and Jennifer climbed into the front seats, I stole a glance at Kylee’s and Kim’s legs. Their shorts were really short, and they had smooth, slender legs.
Jennifer turned, smiling, to look back over the seat at us. Her eyes fixed on me.
“Oh, my!” she said. “Your father told me you were a good looking boy, but you’re gorgeous! I just adore thick, curly hair like yours, and you have such pretty eyes!”
My face burned instantly. You’d think I’d be used to it. All Dad’s girlfriends were embarrassingly blunt. At least they were usually complimentary.
“Oh, he’s blushing,” Jennifer said. “That’s so cute.” She reached over the seat and patted my knee. “I didn’t mean to embarrass you, Eric. Your dad says you’re on the swim team, right? You gonna lifeguard for us?” She gave me an encouraging grin.
“Swim team was earlier in the summer,” I mumbled.
Jennifer nodded. “Kylee and Kim just finished soccer for the summer. They both play,” she said proudly, and then introduced Kylee and Kim. The girls and I glanced at one another.
“Your girls are as cute as you said they are,” Dad said as he pulled away from the curb. He glanced up at me through the rearview mirror. “Didn’t I tell you they’d be cute, Eric?”
I started to say, ‘No, you said they’d be hot, not cute,’ but I didn’t. They were both of those, at least for their ages. I simply nodded.
Dad and Jennifer took turns grilling us from the front seat so that we’d talk about ourselves; the girls and me.
No, I didn’t have a girlfriend. No, neither of them had a boyfriend.
“Geez!” Dad said loudly so we’d hear without him having to turn from watching the road. “By the time I was your age, I’d already been laid. What about you Jenny?”
Jenny gave Dad a you-naughty-boy slap on his arm. “Don’t embarrass the kids, David,” she chided.
“Hell, they know what’s going on. Kids their age know more than we did at that age, even if they’re slow starting. You just don’t want to admit anything in front of them, right? Didn’t you tell me you lost your cherry when you were eleven?”
“David!” she said with a frown. “Don’t be gross.”
“Welcome to my world,” I murmured.
“And mine,” Kim said from where she sat beside me.
I glanced at her. She nodded toward her mother and rolled her eyes. I grinned and laughed silently. Then she did. Kylee, from Kim’s other side, smiled sadly.
We stopped for lunch. Dad and Jennifer drank their first beers of the day. Kylee and Kim sat on either side of me in the booth, and our bare legs pressed.
The girls asked where I went to school, and I told them. I asked where they went.
Back on the road, we fell asleep; me against my door, Kylee against hers, and Kim against my shoulder.
The hotel room was one of those two-bedroom condo kind with a little kitchen/living space running front to back between the bedrooms and a balcony overlooking the beach. I figured I’d get the couch.
We hauled up everything, and then Kylee, Kim, and I stepped out through the sliding glass door onto the covered balcony. The bedrooms opened to the balcony from the sides with their own sliding glass doors. In the shade of the balcony, the sea breeze felt cool and fresh. I could smell the salt water.
“C’mon, kids,” Jennifer called out through the door. “Let’s get into our swimsuits!”
We went back inside quickly. Dad led me off to one bedroom to change with him. Jennifer and the girls went to the other. I closed the curtains across our sliding glass door. Dad smiled tolerantly.
Dad had packed my stuff with his in one duffle. He pulled out and tossed me my workout Speedos from swim team.
“Geez, Dad,” I said, “not those. Give me my baggies.”
He was already taking off his shirt. “I didn’t bring your baggies,” he said from inside his shirt. He tossed his shirt aside. “I just brought the first swimsuit I found.”
“Dad! Those were my practice briefs. I mean, like, the pool chemicals washed them out so bad, they’re like, see-through. I look like I’m wearing a water balloon with those. I quit wearing them before the end of the season.”
“Sorry.”
“I’ll wear shorts.”
Dad had his shoes and socks off by then and was stripping off his own shorts. “I didn’t bring you but one pair of shorts extra,” he said. “Wear the suit.”
“I can’t, Dad,” I said. “I mean, the girls are gonna see everything. Can’t we go buy a suit. I saw shops back on the road.”
“No, we aren’t going to go buy a suit,” he said, stripping off his underwear. Even though, at twelve, my own dick and balls had started growing faster than the rest of my body, Dad’s equipment was always a little intimidating.
I sat on the bed, frustrated. “I’ll stay inside.”
Dad pulled on his baggy swimsuit. “Relax, Eric. You’ve got a nice body, and you’re a well-hung kid. I can’t tell you how many times I got laid — starting around your age — because some girl liked my package.
“Geez!” I murmured.
“Be optimistic! You like Kylee and Kim, don’t you?”
“Yeah,” I said reluctantly.
“Well, let ‘em get a look at the goods. Maybe you’ll get a little piece of ass. If I were your age, with girls like them, I’d be going for it.”
“Damnit, Dad,” I protested, “you can be such an asshole.”
“Watch how you speak to your Old Man,” Dad said. “Now get your Speedos on, or I’ll haul you down to the beach naked.”
“Did you at least bring my warm-up bottoms?” I asked.
“No.” He paused at the door. “Eric, you’re a great looking kid. Don’t sweat it. When the suit’s wet, just wrap a towel around yourself.”
With a huff, I sat on the bed to take off my shoes, and Dad stepped out the door.
Once I had the swim briefs on, I examined myself in the mirror. Even dry, the suit was a little see-through. I could see the shape of my dick and balls; the fabric had grown really thin. I couldn’t believe how long it took me to notice at the pool. The suit was tri-colored; at least the front and back panels were black; thin black.
The side seam was short though. I’m short-waisted and I hadn’t want anything slowing me down, so when I ordered my suit, I ordered the shortest side seam. That meant that even with the drawstring taut, the top of my suit left gaps between the V of the muscles at the base of my belly and the insides of my hipbones. Fortunately, I’d barely begun to grow pubes, and none of them showed above the top of my suit.
It wasn’t that I was unhappy with my body. Actually, I’d been damned pleased over the previous year or two to see my torso lengthen, my shoulders widen, my butt tighten, and my legs begin to show muscle seams. I just didn’t want to look naked in front of everybody.
Grabbing one of the hotel bath towels, I draped it over my neck and stepped from the room. Dad and Jennifer were at the dining table, sipping bourbons. Kylee and Kim sat sullenly on the couch. With their arms crossed over their chests, they covered their swim tops so well, they looked almost naked.
“Kylee and Kim aren’t any happier with their new swim suits than you are with your old one,” Dad said to me with a chuckle.
Jennifer pointed to my Speedos. “You aren’t happy with that?” she asked with a note of disbelief. Her eyes traveled up and down my body as if she was undressing me, which didn’t require much imagination in my current condition. It didn’t take much imagination to undress her, either. Jennifer wore the snuggest string bikini I’d ever seen. She had to be as old as Dad, who was in his mid-thirties, but her boobs were still full, taut-looking little melons. Her breasts looked like the kind that would rise even higher if not restricted by her top. I wondered if she’d had a boob job.
“You’re a damned hot little stud, Eric, honey,” she said to me. “Turn around.”
With a frown, I did.
“Oh, look at that butt!” Jennifer said. “You’re gorgeous, honey,” she repeated her earlier comment. “I just love your curly brown hair.” She had said something like that before, as well, and I wondered if they’d already downed one glass of bourbon before I got out there.
“The girls look nice, too,” Jennifer said. “Stand up girls and let Eric see your new swimsuits. I bet he likes them.”
The girls glanced at me uncertainly.
“Go on,” their mother encouraged.
The girls got up, keeping their arms across their chests. Their swim bottoms were the low-riding, tiny diaper-shaped kind with elastic side clasps. Kylee’s was white; Kim’s was sky blue. The material looked like a thin nylon, and I could see make out the general outlines of the girls vulvas through the fabric and liner.
“Oh, c’mon,” Jennifer said. “It’s not that bad. Let him see the tops, too.”
Slowly, heads down, the girls dropped their arms. Their tops were the little, two-triangle kind with a loop up over the back of the neck and a string tie behind their backs. There didn’t appear to be much liner inside those triangles and I could see the points of their nipple clearly. In fact, through Kylee’s white top, I thought I could make out the darker circles of her areolas. Neither of her triangles covered her breasts completely. They were obviously firm.
Kim had little mounds I hadn’t guessed at. They bulged slightly under the fabric of her tops.
“Those are expensive swimsuits,” Jennifer said. “I hated to spend so much, and they’re really for older girls, but I just knew Kylee and Kimmie would look fantastic in them. Don’t you think so, Eric?”
I swallowed, nodded, and quickly took the towel from around my neck and wrapped it around my waist.
Jennifer noticed and laughed out loud. She turned to Dad, slapping his forearm. Grinning, he winked at me.
Dad and Jennifer followed us down toward the beach. Jennifer probably thought we were out of earshot, but I doubted you could get out of earshot of those two.
“Wasn’t that cute?” I heard her say to Dad. “That was the fastest erection I’ve seen in a long time. Bam! I told you the swimsuits I had for the girls were hot.” Then a little more quietly, I heard her say to Dad, “He’s gonna be better hung than you, David. I thought his cock was gonna pop right out of his Speedos.” Then she laughed loudly.
I glanced at the girls. Their faces were as red as mine felt.
Dad and Jennifer picked a spot on the beach a few yards from anyone else and laid out beach futons. The girls headed for the water, and I quickly tossed my towel onto the futons in order to follow them. I wondered if the girls were as anxious to get their bodies underwater as I was to get mine.
“Wait!” Jennifer called out. “You can’t go out there like that! You need sunscreen.”
By the time we were back at the futons, Jennifer was on her stomach, untying the back of her bikini top. Dad, with a sunscreen bottle in his hand, threw a knee over Jennifer’s bottom and sat astride it, preparing to spread lotion over her back.
“Lie down, girls,” Jennifer said. “Let Eric sunscreen your backs like David is doing mine.”
“But Mom!” Kylee pleaded. “We don’t need to lie down. We can do each other’s backs.”
“Nonsense,” Jennifer said, waving them down onto the futons. “You need to undo the backs of your tops so he can get lotion there. I don’t want you burning. Eric will be a lot more thorough than you two would be, dancing around to get into the water.”
“Mom!”
“Lie down!”
Reluctantly, and without looking at me, Kylee lay down close to her mom and Kim got down outside Kylee. The girls lay down onto their stomachs, propped up on their elbows. Their slender bodies and snuggly covered butts lay side by side, good as bare because of the sunlight and thin fabric. I swallowed hard.
“Lie all the way down, girls,” Jennifer instructed. “Eric can untie and retie your tops for you.”
The girls put the sides of their faces down onto the backs of their hands, looking at one another. Kim raised her eyebrows. Kylee closed her eyes tightly.
“Go ahead, Eric,” Dad told me, handing me the lotion. “Be thorough. We don’t want either girl to burn.”
I sat quickly down onto Kylee’s butt because I was about to spring another boner, and as soon as I was seated on her butt, I did spring it. It was all I could do to angle it off to the side and try to keep it inside my Speedos, but skin showed on either side, out toward my hip.
Jennifer was watching, and I heard her chuckle. I looked at Dad, he grinned innocently.
I swallowed, and setting the plastic bottle down for a moment, I untied the back of Kylee’s top, laying the straps out to the side. I squeezed lotion onto my fingers thinking there was about to be another type of cream showing up if I didn’t control myself.
It was difficult. When I leaned forward to spread lotion over the back of her neck and ears, the underside of my balls and cock rolled on her butt. I spread lotion over the backs of her shoulders. Leaning forward to get her arms, my cock pressed her butt firmly. I hurried.
Beside me, Dad spread lotion onto the flattened sides of Jennifer’s breasts.
‘Geez,’ I thought.
I sat back up working onto Kylee’s back. I poured more lotion on my fingers. I spread it with both hands over her back, down the small of her back, the sides of her narrow waist. Then I couldn’t resist. I spread lotion over the flattened sides of her firm young breasts.
I sat up quickly. I’d almost come. I caught my breath. I looked around on the beach, trying to think of something else. I backed off Kylee’s bottom to take pressure off the underside of my balls and dick. Fortunately, the black of my suit made the precum less obvious, but I was getting pretty wet.
Dad pulled the back of Jennifer’s bottoms down and spread lotion over the rounded globes of her butt.
Kylee’s bottom was just too good to pass up. I did the same to her, and pulled her bottoms low enough to see the pure white skin of her full bottom and catch a glimpse of the underside of her pussy lips. I caressed her bottom with both hands. It was firm. I brushed the underside of her pussy with my thumbs. She jumped.
I could have spent all day on her ass, but Dad had pulled the back of Jennifer’s suit back up and moved down onto her legs. So I did the same with Kylee.
“I know you’re having fun, son,” he said, “but you need to get to Kin quickly before she starts to burn.”
I nodded, moving more quickly. Kylee’s legs were smooth and her skin was soft, but taut. She had good, soccer-playing legs. She parted them to let me work them over and through her swimsuit bottoms, I could see how the crease in her butt run down to the puffy, flattened crease between her legs. I closed my eyes while I worked so I wouldn’t see. That didn’t help much.
I caught up with Dad, and finished the backs of Kylee’s legs just as he finished Jennifers’.
“Go ahead and do Kim,” he told me.
Nodding numbly, I got up and moved over to sit on Kim’s little bottom. It was almost as curvy and it was more tushy than her older sister’s. I settled onto her small butt with mine.
“He didn’t retie me,” Kylee said.
“Just wait,” Jennifer murmured. “We aren’t done yet.”
As I untied the back of Kim’s top, Jennifer rolled over onto her back, holding the front of her untied top against her breasts. Dad moved up to straddle her lap. The front of his shorts was hugely tented. The girls stared at it.
I started on the back of Kim’s neck and shoulders. Dad carefully did Jennifer’s face. He did her shoulders as I did Kim’s thin, firm back. He slipped his hands under the front of Jennifer’s top and onto her breasts, spreading lotion there, just as I leaned forward to get Kim’s thin arms. My dick pressed Kim’s butt and my crown popped out the top of my swimsuit, and at the sight of what he was doing, I completely lost it.
Fortunately, I squirted off to the side away from everyone. I kept my dick pressed to Kim’s butt and I almost bit my tongue off, squirting. Finally, my climax passed, and I almost collapsed onto Kim. I figured she had to have felt my dick throbbing as it happened.
As unobtrusively as I could, I slipped my dick back inside my suit. Dad leaned forward over Jennifer and whispered something in her ear. She glanced at me and grinned.
‘Geez!’ I thought. ‘He saw and told her.’
I stole a glance to my side. Cum lay on the edge of the futon and out a couple of feet across the sand. A guy who looked like he was fourteen or so glanced away, but he had been watching. I felt my face turn red again.
My dick softened as I worked Kim’s slender back, but when I pulled down her swim bottoms, my cock thickened again. She had a fine little, white bottom. When I did her legs, I brushed her pussy through her swim bottoms with my fingertips. Dad was doing the same to Jennifer, but Jennifer was on her back. The front of her suit glistened in the sun with moisture over her mound.
I finished Kim.
“Now you need to get Kylee’s front,” Jennifer said. “Kylee, turn over, honey. Let Eric lotion you up.”
“Mom!” Kylee protested. “My top’s not tied.”
“I know honey, but you need sunscreen under your top. The fabric lets sun through, and I don’t want you to burn. Sunburned boobs are a bitch. I know.”
Grumbling under her breath, Kylee rolled to her back, trying to keep her top over her breasts the way her mom had. She was less practiced and had less fabric to work with. For a moment, her right breast was completely uncovered. It was beautiful, a small handful of perfectly molded mound and a quarter-sized areola. Her nipple was tight and pointing. She quickly covered it, and when I looked up, I saw she had caught me looking. My eyes dropped.
I sat aside her lap the way Dad had done to Jennifer. Kylee covered her eyes with her right forearm, but I pulled it away to apply lotion to her face. As I leaned forward over her and scooted my butt back slightly, my balls settled between her legs, and the base of my erection pressed her mound, before my cock curved off to the side.
Kylee had wide, even blue eyes and fine eyebrows. Her nose was straight, her lips were full, her cheekbones high. I wanted to kiss her, but resisted. I lotioned her shoulders and the top of her chest. I slipped my hands under her top and onto her breasts.
I felt my eyes droop with pleasure. “Umm,” I murmured before realizing that I had. My hardness rubbed against her mound as I worked. I thought I felt damp fabric under my balls.
I moved down her belly, backing down her legs. Lindsay threw her forearm over her eyes again as I lotioned her slender thighs and down onto her smooth calves.
Dad finished with Jennifer and the two sat up. Jennifer leaned back against Dad’s chest, her butt between his legs.
“Go ahead and get Kimmie, honey,” Jennifer told me. “I’ll tie Kylee back up.”
I nodded sadly. I would have been glad to do that myself.
Kim rolled over, doing a better job of keeping her breasts covered. When I did her face, she held onto the tops of my thighs. When I slid my hands over her breasts, she covered her face again.
“Kimmie’s embarrassed,” Jennifer said, “because her breasts have only started growing.”
The smooth little mounds filled my palms excitingly, and her nipples were hard.
“I think they’re perfect,” I said quietly.
Kim peeked from under her forearm at me.
“Did you hear that Kimmie?” Jennifer asked. “Eric thinks they’re perfect.”
Kaylee was sitting up now. Her mom was applying lotion to Kylee’s face, making sure she was well protected.
“And Kylee’s are perfect for her,” I said, and I thought I saw Kylee’s chest swell.
I hurried on down Kim’s body. Finishing. It was growing hot in the sun.
“Now Eric’s turn,” Jennifer said. “We can’t forget him, even though he still has a nice tan. On your stomach, Eric. Let Kylee work on you while I finish Kimmie’s face.”
I got onto my stomach, grateful, for the moment, to hide my erection. When Kylee straddled my butt, her weight ground the underside of my erection down against the futon and the soft sand below.
Her fingers were strong. She did the back of my neck and ears and shoulders. When she leaned forward to get the backs of my arms, her mound rubbed on my butt. She worked down my back and lotioned my ribs and the sides of my waist. Her fingertips ran under the sides of my belly.
She pulled my suit down in back.
“That is the cutest little white ass I’ve ever seen,” Jennifer said, giving my butt a poke.
Kylee knocked away her mother’s finger, and then squeezed my butt as she applied lotion. “He’s got muscles,” she said, quietly. Her fingertips brushed the underside of my scrotum, and I jumped.
She pulled my suit back up and lotioned the backs of my legs.
“Roll over, Eric,” Jennifer instructed.
I did and Kylee sat down on my lap. When she did, my dick sprung free and pointed straight up my belly, over half of it outside of my swim suit. At least some of it covered by the underside of Kylee’s pussy. Dad and Jennifer could see it from the side, of course. Kim could see it from my other side. At least they blocked others from seeing.
Kylee gazed down at the exposed underside of my cock, where it appeared on my belly from under the front of her swimsuit, then at me. She swallowed hard. I gazed down my body. Her crevice straddled my cock perfectly.
“Here, Kim,” Jennifer said in a thick voice, reaching across me to hand her younger daughter a bottle of lotion. “Get Eric’s legs so we can finish him up.
Kim didn’t move.
Kylee leaned forward over me and her labia pressed down on my shaft as she gently applied lotion to my brow, temples, cheekbones, nose, cheek, jaw, chin, then my lips, gently, her face close to mine in concentration. At the same time, her hips began moving, almost imperceptibly; rubbing her pussy on the underside of my cock through her swim suit.
She did my neck, sitting more upright, her weight more firmly on my cock. She did my shoulders, and for a moment, grabbed them, losing herself in several seconds of rubbing on my dick with her cunt. I grasped her thighs, holding on.
She realized what she was doing and slowed. She applied lotion to my chest and nipples, moving her hips slightly all the while. With the others all watching, I kept my eyes on Kylee.
Suddenly, Kylee gasped and clutched my ribs, her eyes going all out of focus. She drove her pelvis forward and back on my cock, right there in front of our parents and her sister. I didn’t give a shit either. I grabbed her butt, pulling with her.
Kylee whimpered at the same time cum flew from the end of my cock up my belly.
I lay there, belly heaving. Kylee’s eyes were on mine, but I don’t think she was seeing anything yet. Her belly was heaving like mine.
“It’s so sweet at their age,” Jennifer murmured quietly, reaching in to clean my belly with a towel. “That was so sweet guys!”
Kylee’s eyes focused on mine. We gazed at each other for a moment. Then she bent down and lightly kissed my lips.
“Well,” Dad said, pushing Jennifer up from between his legs. “I want you out in the water now, baby.”
They got up and ran out into the waves. Kylee climbed off me and I sat up. Kim was still sitting at my side.
Kylee sat down on my other side, gazing out at the water. Kim leaned close, and I smiled at her, wrapping my arm behind her as if she were my own little sister. She smiled and leaned against me.
Out in the water, Dad and Jennifer were shoulder deep and kissing passionately.
“They wanted that to happen to us,” Kylee said.
“Yeah,” I agreed. “I think my dad’s worried I’m becoming a geek or something.”
“Our mom’s worried that we’re too much like tomboys.”
I glanced at her and grinned. “I don’t think so!”
She smiled.
“They’re both oversexed,” Kim said, staring at her mom and my dad, out in the water. People were all around them, but Jennifer was clearly climbing all over Dad.
We walked out into the water, too; well away from our horny parents. The girls and I bobbed on the waves, and I taught them how to body surf on the small crests, holding and shoving their bodies to catch waves. I discovered that ten-year-old Kimmie was ticklish, and that led to underwater grabbing and tickling. I sprang a boner and she closed her hand over it through my suit. I cupped her cunny.
When my fellow twelve-year-old, Kylee, felt left out, she pants’ed me… or I guess that would be, suit’ed me. I pulled my suit up and chased her down, suiting her.
As she struggled to get her suit back up, I pulled her into my arms. Our faces were close. I kissed her. She smiled, and tickled me.
Kylee’s white swimsuit was as see-through as mine when it was wet. I made her stand in the shallows for a moment, facing outward to just me so I could look. “You’re beautiful,” I told her, and meant it.
We had sodas and dug a sand castle. We ate supper at the hotel’s poolside caf?and we swam and played in the hotel pool while Dad and Jennifer returned to the room for a while. They finally retrieved us, well after dark.
“I guess you don’t need to bathe,” Jennifer said as she brushed back Kimmie’s hair into a ponytail and Kylee and I ate Oreo cookies with milk. “As long as you guys got the sand and salt out while you were in the pool.”
“They were there so long, they’ve gotta be clean,” Dad said. He was watching a tennis match on TV.
Jennifer brushed out Kylee’s hair next, and put it up into a dark red ponytail as well. Then she insisted on brushing my hair out, my butt back between her legs and her boobs brushing my back as she worked. I tried to think of other things.
“Okay, on to bed with you three,” she said, giving my butt a pat when she was done.
“Bed!” wailed Kylee and Kim at the same time. “It’s early.”
“It’s after eleven,” Jennifer countered. “You’ve had a full day, and you’ll have another tomorrow. No arguing. You, either, Eric.” She pointed toward one of the bedrooms, the bedroom you could see into from the couch. “You three will be sleeping in there, so go!”
“I’m not sleeping on the couch?” I asked.
“No,” Dad said. “I’m using the couch.”
I glanced at the girls as we headed for the bedroom doorway, wondering if our parents were manipulating things again. They were. They confirmed that once we stepped into the bedroom.
“Just leave the door open,” Jennifer called out. “And don’t crawl into bed with those damp swimsuits on.”
“Where’s my nightshirt?” Kylee asked.
“I didn’t bring any. We’re at the beach, girls. You don’t need anything.”
“How about my PJs?” I called out to Dad, knowing the answer.
“Forgot to bring ‘em.”
Kylee, Kim, and I frowned at each other. Our parents were definitely manipulating us.
“And leave the curtains open,” Jennifer called out, without explanation, but we knew. They wanted to watch us.
The only light on in the room was one on the far nightstand. I thought about turning it off so Dad and Jennifer couldn’t see. I glanced back over my shoulder. Jennifer had cuddled up with Dad on the couch, where they could both see into the room. Figured.
But I didn’t want to turn off the light because I wanted to see the girls naked. They seemed inclined to leave it on, and both were looking at my body with the same speculative interest I was showing in theirs.
“I’ll untie your tops for you,” I offered.
Kylee’s eyes dropped shyly, but she smiled. Kimmy grinned. I stepped around behind Kylee with my dick growing inside my Speedos again. I untied Kylee’s top and pressed my cock against her firm bottom as I ran my hands around from behind and over her breasts to free them of the fabric. I cupped her breasts in my hands. They were firm and full. I lifted them. She pressed her butt back against my cock and my cock sprang out of my swimsuit. I didn’t even worry about it.
I caressed her breasts from behind and kissed the side of her neck, and she leaned her head back on my shoulder. Her nipples hardened. In the periphery of my vision I saw the lights go off in the living room and noticed Dad and Jennifer move into the shadows of their darkened bedroom, directly across the balcony from ours. They sat on the front edge of their bed watching us. I ignored them.
Turning Kylee to face me, I lifted her top off and pulled her naked breasts to my chest. The underside of my dick had pushed the front of my suit down, so I reached between Kylee’s belly and mine, and loosened my drawstring, pushing my Speedos down off my hips and thighs and dropping them to the floor. I stepped out of them and pressed my hips forward against Kylee’s tummy, my cock out to the side. Holding her bare breasts to my chest, I kissed her, and probed with my tongue between her lips. She opened her mouth to me, and I plunged in with my tongue.
“Don’t forget me,” Kim said, rubbing the side of my arm. I glanced at her. She had stripped off her bottoms, but her top was still on.
As much reluctance as I had, turning from Kylee, I turned with interest toward slender little Kimmie. She quickly turned her back and her bare bottom to me. The end of my dick danced across the top of her butt as I untied her swim top.
I pressed forward, and Kimmie backed her butt under my cock and balls. I slid my hands around her front, as I had done with her older sister, and covered her smaller, firmer mounds with my palms. Her nipples were already hard, and when I tweaked them, she leaned the back of her head onto my collarbone. I kissed her temple and slid my left hand down Kimmie’s belly and between her legs.
It was my first feel of a girl’s naked pussy. Kimmie’s pussy lips were soft and warm. I felt the little nub of her clitoris at the top, between her lips. ‘So that’s a clit,’ I thought. I probed lower with my fingers. She was damp at the base of her crevice. I felt with my finger and found her opening. She tensed back against me, and I bent my knees for a better reach. The underside of my dick slid down onto her butt.
Kimmie’s opening fit my finger snugly, warmly, and a little wet; the membrane lining the inside of her vagina felt to my finger tip like that inside my cheek. I felt in all the way to her hymen and she tensed.
Beside me, Kylee had stripped off her bottoms so that the two of us were naked. Kylee pressed her damp cunt against my side. She ran her hand over my back and leaned in to kiss.
I rose on my legs and kissed her, pulling her crevice against the top of my leg, feeling her wetness. We kissed open-mouthed.
Kimmie pulled off her top and turned to press me, naked, from my other side. With my arm behind her back, I eased my leg between hers and lifted my thigh under her pussy. I had a girl on each leg.
Kimmie leaned in to kiss like her sister had, and I switched from girl to girl, holding them to my sides, their pussies against my hip and leg; kissing them with tongue while their hands roamed my back, belly, and hair. Kylee grabbed onto my cock. Kimmie combed my small pubic patch with her fingers. They rubbed their pussies against me.
Then, when a kiss with Kylee lasted, Kimmie slid down my body and onto her knees. I felt her hands on my balls and dick. Kylee’s hips shifted against me, and she tensed. I looked down. Kimmie was examining my erection with one hand, while fingering her sister with the other and looking from one to the other as if figuring out how it all worked.
Kylee sagged against me, her breasts against my arms and chest. Kimmie lifted my balls on her palm, examining them. She let them down and closed her hand around the base of my shaft and then, simply, closed her mouth over the end of my dick. I gasped and sagged against Kylee.
Kimmie sucked on the end of my cock and I felt her tongue on my crown. I moaned.
Kimmie leaned back, looking from my dick to her sister’s pussy and back. Backing on her knees toward the bed, she pulled me along with the hand she had on my cock, and her sister along with the finger she had hooked inside Kylee’s pussy.
I took over, backing Kylee to the bed myself. Kimmie jumped up and stripped back the covers. I sat Kylee down onto the edge of the bed, and then maneuvered her up onto it, onto her back. Kylee moved willingly and opened her legs to me. I knelt between them a moment, simply looking at her in all her twelve-year-old glory, from her dark red hair on the pillow, to the mounds of her breasts and her red nipples, to her flat tummy and its upward slope between her hipbones to the mound between her legs; a small hill of a mound with a light dusting of dark red pubes.
A soft groan escaped my lips, and my dick strained in its skin.
Kylee’s face was flushed and her eyes were locked on my erection. She fingered her pussy and opened her legs wider. I saw where her finger was going and bent for a closer look. She pulled her knees up to present herself to me. Kimmie bounced onto the bed beside us.
I bent close between Kylee’s legs and she pulled out her finger. It was wet. I spread her pussy lips with my fingers and literally felt heat against my face. Her scent filled my nostrils and my cock hardened, achingly. I tasted her clit with my tongue. She moaned, pulling her knees higher.
I slipped my finger into the bottom of her crevice, where her finger had been. Kimmie, leaning over her sister’s belly from the side, took over for me, holding Kylee’s pussy lips apart so I could see.
Kylee felt different inside from Kimmie. Kylee was hot and very wet. I looked up at her face. Kylee was biting her lip, watching me. I probed and felt her hymen. She stiffened and her eyes squeeze shut.
Moving up, I splayed my knees to get the end of my cock down close to her pussy. Still holding Kylee’s pussy lips apart for me, Kimmie leaned in to watch.
Holding the base of my shaft, I pushed my crown down between Kylee’s soft lips and they closed over it as it entered her. Kylee moaned and wiggled onto my cock as I inched forward. My crown hit her hymen. We stopped.
Kimmie and I gazed down at the end of my dick, buried inside Kylee’s pussy, stretching it almost to an ‘O’. I almost forgot to breathe.
Grabbing the tops of Kylee’s legs, I pulled her onto my cock. She gasped and clutched at Kimmie’s back as I pulled Kylee’s pussy all the way down my shaft until my cock was completely inside her and her lips were snug at the base of my shaft.
Her insides caressed and spasmed deliciously around my cock. It was vastly better than I ever imagined it could be; not just the feelings on my cock, but the sight of my cock buried between Kylee’s legs, and us snug together.
Rising on my knees, I leaned forward, and Kimmie got out of the way. I lay down on Kylee, sinking even deeper inside her. My balls draped themselves between her legs. Her arms welcomed me and we wrapped each other up, cheek to cheek. I moved my hips. We both moaned with pleasure. Kylee wrapped her legs tightly around me.
And then, to put it simply, we fucked.
I knew that fucking felt different from simply jacking off. I had fucked my pillow a few times, simply because it felt so damned good. But that was absolutely nothing compared to the real thing with another twelve-year-old; one who fucked back.
Maybe Kylee was a tomboy. She certainly felt athletic as she writhed under me. Her hot pussy was as aggressive sliding down my cock as my cock was thrusting inside her. I went up on my elbows, and we started banging pelvises solidly. I rested my forehead on Kylee’s and the two of us watched between our bodies as our bellies flexed and her pelvis rose to meet mine and her pussy swallowed up my cock. We could see my cock going in and out of her. Our breath grew faster and faster, like two runners.
Kimmie, from beside us, clapped her hand over my moving butt, squeezing and rubbing. I glanced at her, lying beside us. Her other hand was between her legs, rubbing wildly.
Then Kimmie did something surprising to me at the time. She climbed up onto my back. Grabbing my shoulders and letting her legs fall outside mine, she started humping my left butt cheek with her pussy, even while I was fucking her sisters. She did a little bouncing until she managed to clamp onto my butt and hips with the insides of her thighs.
So there I was, with a horny, ten-year-old on my back, rubbing her pussy furiously on my butt, while her sister and I were doing our best to bang each other into oblivious ecstasy, and I hear a whoop and laughter from Jennifer and Dad, coming from their bedroom. I did my best to ignore the horny bastards and plowed on.
At twelve, you recharge quickly, but I think I lasted through all that because I had come twice, earlier in the day. I don’t know, maybe I simply rose to the occasion. Regardless, I managed to bang Kylee to her orgasm before she could bang me to mine.
She pulled me and Kimmie down onto her, pawing at the back of my neck and hair because she couldn’t get to my back. She cried out softly beside my ear with such ecstasy that I banged harder. I buried my face beside hers and cried with her. Her pussy clamped onto my dick and we ground together, driving me deeply into her. In an instant, I had a powerful spontaneous orgasm, driving hers on even longer, even after her liquid and mine had flowed out under her labia and onto my balls.
We slowed, bellies heaving together, our breath loud and ragged. I kissed her deeply, but Kimmie’s humping of my butt jiggled us. Kimmie seemed so desperate; it really seemed cruel not to try to take care of her.
I struggled to recover. “I’ll be back,” I whispered to Kylee, and I pulled out. I rolled Kimmie off and onto her back, thinking I’d eat her out. She had smelled good earlier; almost a little girl smell, and I thought eating her out would get her off and would also give me a chance for a closer look at her little pussy.
I got down between Kimmie’s legs and opened her knees. She opened them even wider; lifting her pelvis and fingering herself. I knelt back on my haunches, bent over, and grabbed her under the butt to pull her bald little pussy up to my face. The lips of her pussy were much softer than the lips of my mouth, but they were surprisingly hot. Kimmie had managed to really work herself up.
Kimmie locked her legs around my head.
Cupping her butt in both hands, I began lapping. I licked out everywhere there was to lick and Kimmie writhed under me. She made soft, little cries.
My dick rose from my lap. Kylee leaned over and I felt her hand close around it. She stroked me back to hardness.
I lowered Kimmie’s bottom to my lap. Her little pussy lips were scarlet. Remarkably, I was oozing precum again. I rubbed the precum from the head of my cock into her already-damp crack.
Kimmie’s hips never stopped moving. I lifted her butt in both hands again; this time only high enough to pull the base of her pussy onto the end of my dick. Kimmie was up on the backs of her shoulders, eyes closed, moaning loudly.
I grabbed her hips and pulled her on, driving right through her hymen and impaling her on the full length of my shaft. Her pussy was like a sheath of fire, tight around my cock. With a cry, she sat up in my lap, grabbing my neck tightly.
“Uh! Uh!” she cried, her weight sliding her all the way down my pole and into my lap. She squirmed like she might try to climb off it, but I held her, and in moments, her squirming took on an entirely different character. She rose and fell on my shaft, and again, and again, faster.
Now it was my turn to shudder and moan. She was hot and tight and her movements were pure, nasty sex in a way only a ten-year-old girl can manage.
I rose on my knees, lifting her with my hands under her butt. She kept moving. I fell forward onto the bed, holding her butt up so our pelvises could bang. And I plowed her, royally.
I lasted and lasted. She came once, loudly, and I kept going. Kylee played with my flopping balls and felt over my flexing butt cheeks admiringly. I fingered Kimmie’s nipples and brought her to a second, slamming orgasm. She pawed at my back, scratching in desperation. I felt her fingernails. I drove the length of my cock into her and when she peaked for a third orgasm, she took me with her.
I collapsed onto her, and still her hips kept moving. I pulled out, my crown was sensitive. I rolled to my back, belly heaving again. Beside me, ten-year-old Kimmie grabbed her pussy, rubbing, and added to her third orgasm before slowing with a last groan and a shuddering deep breath. Her thin body lay still.
Kylee cuddled onto my side, laying her head on my shoulder. I wrapped an arm behind her back.
“Why don’t you turn off the light, Kimmie,” I suggested. “Your mom and my dad have had enough show.”
Kimmie nodded and sat up. She turned off the light, then pulled the covers over the three of us before snuggling onto my other side, where, like her sister, she rested her head on my shoulder.
I wrapped my arm behind her back as well, and with a hand on each girl’s bottom, I pulled them more snuggly against my hips.
I woke in the morning, as the sun was just rising, spooned behind Kimmie. Kylee was spooned behind me. I was hugging Kimmie like a teddy bear, but with an erection between the backs of her legs and my crossed hands on the small mounds of her breast. She was riding the topside of my cock with her pussy like a witch on a broomstick. I didn’t know who had started things – me in my sleep, or her, asleep or awake – but we were already into it.
Kissing the back of her neck, I caressed her breasts. She murmured and arched her head back under the side of my face. I adjusted my hips and reached down to find her opening with the end of my dick. I found it, and she held still long enough for me to slowly ease in. She tensed in my arms until my cock was fully seated, and then her hips rocked again. This time, I thrust with my hips to meet her.
The bed began to bounce and I felt Kylee stir behind me. She hugged onto my sides, sleepily, and rubbed her pussy against my moving butt. After a moment, she did something like Kimmie had the night before, and, cocking a leg over the side of my hip, she started rubbing her pussy against my butt as I fucked her younger sister.
It was a slower, easier, morning-type fuck. Kimmie hugged my arms across her chest while I kissed behind her neck. Kylee rubbed her cunny on my bottom while feeling over the muscles in my back, shoulders and side.
But when I reached a hand between Kimmie’s legs and found her clit, her hips accelerated. Her bottom rocked and ground in my lap. I let her fuck herself on my dick while her older sister fucked with her pussy on my butt.
Rubbing Kimmie’s clit brought her off while I was still getting going. So, rather than take her to a second come, I pulled from inside her and rolled over to Kylee. Taking her to her back, I entered her quickly. I covered her mouth with mine and we kissed through a languid, but solid, morning fuck.
Afterward, I lay on my back. Both sisters cuddled onto my sides, their heads on my shoulders, just like the night before. The bedcovers were all off by then, but I didn’t care, even with the air conditioning. I had female blankets.
We were in the same position, and I had dozed, when I heard Jennifer say, “Are those my daughters, or what? Horny just like their mama.” She sounded as if she and Dad were at the foot of our bed.
“Yeah,” Dad replied, “but Eric took care of both of them, didn’t he. Like father, like son.”
I cocked an annoyed eye. They were, indeed, at the foot of the bed.
Dad saw me looking and winked. “Well, Eric,” he said, “what would you think of you and me moving in with Jennifer and the girls?”
“I could handle it,” I murmured.
Dad laughed loudly.
Jennifer stepped forward against the foot of the bed. “I’m going to have to get both girls on the pill right way, though,” she said, bending forward to lift my flaccid cock. “Even after a night of screwing, this little thing looks potent enough to knock up a dead horse.”
Dad laughed again and they turned toward the door. “That’s my boy!” Dad said proudly with a final chuckle over his shoulder.
The girls stirred on me. Sliding both hands down their backs, I clasped their butts and pulled them snuggly onto me. My fingertips fell between the backs of their legs and pressed their pussies as I pulled. Both girls murmured and rubbed their pussies against my hips.
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