TED'S HORNY GIRLS (M/F,M+/F,M/f,M+/f,inc,preg)
Part 3(Chaps 5 & 6) of 3
by Art West

Chapter 5: Selina joins in

The next big event in the family was Selina's 14th birthday.  Selina
was the athlete of the family, playing tennis for the high school
team.  During the past year, she had grown considerably.  She was by
now more-or-less the same height as her mother.  She had long, tanned
legs, firm, strong and shapely from all the exercise.  Her breasts
had developed well over the past year, so that she was turning into
a very sexy young woman.  I still had guilty feelings around my
incestuous relationship with Sam, and I was now finding myself
fantasizing over Selina as well.  I desperately tried to control
these feelings which deepened my sense of guilt, but they weren't
helped by the fact that, especially after Samantha's sexual
activities came to light, Selina seemed to start wearing increasingly
skimpy outfits, especially around the home.

Selina's birthday fell on a Friday, and we agreed that she could have
a party at home.  I heard Sharon on the phone on a number of
occasions, re-assuring mothers of other 13/14 year-old girls, that
the party would be under adult supervision.  But when the day came,
Samantha went away to sleep with friends, and Sharon made it clear
that we would stay upstairs with the door closed, while the party
went on in the living room area.  When I made some comment, Sharon
brushed this off with the remark: "You dirty old man, you just want
to see whether a lot of 13 and 14 years olds are getting it off."  I
did manage to sneak down to the bottom of the stairs on a few
occasions.  Usual teenage music was blasting out from the living
room, but the lights were out, and I could hear giggles emerging from
the darkened room.  I could fantasize at what was happening, but
Sharon would not let me get closer.

Being a young teenage party, parents started arriving to fetch their
offspring from soon after midnight.  When the doorbell rang for the
first time, Sharon and I came downstairs to see one light going on in
the living room, and to hear sounds of frantic activity, giggles and
muttered oaths.  One by one, Selina's guests left, and by 1am they
were all gone.  As Selina herself came out into the brighter light of
the hall, I caught my breath.  She had been dressed all in white. 
Her white top was fastened by a bow under her boobs, leaving her
stomach bare down to white cotton slacks which were tight round her
hips.  I was quite sure that before the party started, I had been
able to see bra straps under the top, and an outline of her panties
under the slacks.  But now I was sure she had no bra on, and I could
not make out any panty line.  Furthermore, there were definite greasy
handmarks over her tits, and the bow tying her top, in her crotch and
around the zipper fastening her slacks.  She was also now barefoot. 
My prick jumped at the thought of what my younger daughter had been
up to over the past few hours.  Sharon had also noticed, and when we
got to bed, she teased me mercilessly with conjectures as to how far
the kids, and especially Selina, had gone that night.  Sharon kept
these remarks up for the best part of an hour, before she let me make
love to her.  By then I was almost frantic for relief from the
pressure in my balls.  As I mounted her at last, Sharon: "and I
suppose you are imagining that your cock is up our baby daughter's
pussy aren't you?"  I could hardly admit that she was right, but I
didn't take long before the cum started to pump out, seemingly
endlessly, from my swollen balls.

My fantasies around that teenage birthday party kept me on the edge
of incestuous desire to fuck Selina.  I tried to suppress these
desires by fucking Sharon and Samantha as often as we had chance, but
it didn't help.  Every time I saw Selina, around the house in skimpy
dress, or on her way out to another teen party, it took a major
effort in self-control to keep myself from taking her there and then.

The crisis came one Saturday morning about a month later.  Sharon and
Sam went out early to catch sales at some local stores.  I had a
relaxed shower, and donned a bath robe before going to get myself
some juice and toast.  I sat on the sofa in the living room, idly
changing channels on the TV, as I sipped my juice and nibbled my
toast.  I did not hear Selina come in, and jumped when her voice
behind me suddenly said: "Any luck? There's seldom anything on the
box on Saturday mornings".  I did more than jump when I turned to
look at her.  She was wearing a diaphanous nightgown that she must
have had for at least two years, as it was much too small for her
now.  It clung tight to her breasts, and the outline of her aureoles
were quite visible.  The bottom, only just came down past her crotch,
and she was not wearing panties, as I could see the dark triangle of
pubic hair quite clearly.  She sat herself down next to me, snuggled
up with her knees drawn up on to the seat, and took a sip of my
juice.  She picked up the remote control, and started surfing further
through the channels.  An involuntary groan escaped my lips.  "What's
the matter, Dad?", she enquired.  

"Selina ... you're getting ...er ...um ...well a grown woman, not my
little girl any more."

"Does that make you feel old?", she asked sympathetically, putting
her arms round my neck and kissing me.  Her action pulled my bath
robe slightly open, and to my horror I noticed my erection sticking
through the opening.  I quickly pulled the robe closed, hoping that
she had not noticed, but she giggled saying: "Well not that old, it
seems!".

At that moment, some ballroom dancing appeared on the TV.  Selina
bounced to her feet, asking me to show her some of the "old-time"
waltzes.  She grabbed my arms, pulled me upright, and immediately
started close dancing with me.  The movement pulled my robe wide open
in front once more.  I struggled to cover myself again as Selina
waltzed me round the room.  She noticed my struggles and said:
"You're right, the robe gets in the way".  With that, she pushed the
robe down off my shoulders without missing a beat, and suddenly I was
stark naked dancing with my daughter.

"No, no, Sel, this is not right" I gasped out as I struggled to break
away from her.

"Daddy!  Don't tell me you're shy or embarrassed!  If it'll help,
here I'll take off my nightie as well", and without sign of
embarrassment, she pulled the garment over her head and dropped it on
the floor.  My erection was by now poking hard against her firm
athletic belly.  My conscience tried again: "No Selina, I can't dance
with you like this.  You don't know what you're doing to me.  I may
be your father, but I'm also a man and you're a sexy young woman, and
I will not be able to keep myself under control for much longer".

She giggled in mock horror: "DADDY!  Are you having dirty thoughts
about your baby girl?  Do you mean you're wanting to make love to
me?"  "No ..it's not ..oh hell!" I stammered incomprehensibly.  "Do
you mean you don't love me then" she teased further.  By now I was so
flustered, that I did not notice that she had moved us round so that
the backs of her legs were hard against the sofa.  She dropped down
on to her back, bringing me down on top of her.  My cock caught
between her firm thighs, and I could feel the warm moistness of her
pussy lips against the tip of my glans.  She raised her legs on
either side of me, and hooked her feet behind my buttocks, pulling me
tighter into her.  I struggled futilely, but my hormones were getting
the better of my conscience.

"Don't fight it Daddy", she cried, "you know you want to fuck your
baby.  You know you want your swollen cock up my virginal pussy".  My
conscience lost the battle, as my cock slipped effortlessly into a
warm welcoming well-lubricated hole.  About half-way in, it
encountered the barrier of her maidenhead.  One last time I tried:
"Selina, no ... this is wrong; I can't do this to you!". But she
silenced me with a fierce and passionate open-mouthed kiss, and
thrust hard against me.  Her virginity gave way under the pressure,
and my cock slipped all the way in until I could feel the mouth of
her womb.

The passion now took full control, and I began fucking hard into her
tight pussy, enjoying the feel of her cunt muscles gripping my shaft. 
All I could think of now was the ecstatic sensations of making love
to a beautiful and passionate young woman.  Nothing else mattered as
I rutted with increasing fury.  I felt on the very point of
ejaculating, when ..FLASH!  I jerked my head up, seeing to my horror
that Sharon and Samantha had come in to the room and were watching
us.  The flash was Sharon using our polaroid camera to record my
deflowering of our daughter for posterity.  The shock made my cock
start to wilt immediately, but Selina would have none of it. "Don't
stop now daddy ... keep fucking ... I'm close to an org-a-a-a-s-m-m-
m".  Her desperate thrusts got me going again, and almost against my
will I found myself resuming my thrusts.  FLASH!  Sharon took another
picture.

"Mommy ... Sam ... You're so right ... the feeling of a big cock
filling my cunt is fan-taaaastic.  I'm going to do this a lot more
.... Oooooooooo .... Eeeeeeeee ..... I'm cumming".

In the meantime, Samantha had settled herself on the floor near us,
obviously enjoying the show!  As Selina's first orgasm faded, Sam
asked her: "Well, sis, are you doing it 'roulette' style, as you said
you would do".  "For sure", grunted Selina from under me, "that's
definitely part of the thrill".

I was confused: "wha ..  wha ...what do you mean?"

Samantha answered in an entirely conversational voice, as if seeing
her father and sister rutting on the sofa was an everyday occurrence:
"Well, Selina was so turned by the story of mom's gamble in stopping
her pill for a month [ .... Good god ... did Sharon tell the girls
about that weekend???], that she vowed that when she lost her
virginity, she'd do it without protection at her fertile time.  I
know that it's just two weeks since her last period, so I merely
wondered whether you were using protection ... apparently not!  This
is hot!"

I swear that up to that point I had not for a moment thought of the
possibility that I could make Selina pregnant.  I tried again to
stop.  "Selina, no, I must pull out!"  But her legs wrapped ever more
tightly around me, and she gasped out in time with her thrusts: "Fuck
me Dad-dy.  Fuck me Dad-dy .... Yes oh yes ... fuck me fuck me ...
Aaaaaaaaaaaah ... Eeeeeeeeeee".  Once again my hormones took control,
and the primeval urge to plant my seed in a fertile womb drove me
over the top.  I felt my balls tightening, and from deep down, my
seed poured out in torrents into her unprotected womb.

As my passions subsided, I became anxious again about Selina's
unprotected state.  I struggled to pull out of her, and gasped: "If
you go and douche quickly, you may still be able to wash out my
sperm".  But Selina would have none of it.  She smiled a contented
"uh uh", and continued to keep her legs locked around me, and pulled
my head down on to her breasts.  "Tell her!", I muttered to Sharon. 
But she was equally unconcerned: "If she wants to play adult games
then she must make her own decisions; if she wants the thrill of
gambling she must be prepared to pay the price.  It was about 10
minutes before I eventually got to my feet, rather embarrassed at
having my slime covered cock exposed to my wife and two daughters. 
Selina stretched lazily, but I noticed that she made no effort even
to hurry to the shower.  "That was cool", she said, "I think I'm
hooked on sex just like my slutty mother and sister".

Two weeks later, Selina's period was overdue.  Ten days later, a home
pregnancy kit confirmed it ... I was going to be a daddy again. 
Sharon giggled when the test confirmed her pregnant state. "I'm going
to pretend innocence at school", she smiled, "and wait for them to
notice my growing belly.  That's going to make some little boys in my
class VERY worried!".

"What do you mean?", Sharon and I asked almost simultaneously.

"Well", explained Selina, "over the past two weeks, more or less from
the time my last period was due, I have seduced three of the boys in
my class, and each time we sort of had an accident."  It seemed that
in each case, she had asked one of the academically brighter (but
perhaps naive as regards girls) boys to come round to our house, to
help her with some schoolwork she was having 'trouble' with.  When
the boy reached the house, Selina was (by arrangement with Samantha)
on her own, and would be wearing a skimpy top with no bra, and very
short tight shorts or miniskirt.  She would take him to her bedroom
(where all her schoolbooks were, she would explain), and would shyly
tell the boy that they would be undisturbed for a couple of hours. 
When they started on the work, she would sit as close as possible to
the boy, making sure that legs and arms touched frequently, and that
her hair brushed against his face.  It was not long before the boy
was distinctly disturbed, and clearly had an uncomfortable hard-on. 
She would entice him further by ensuring that her breast would press
against his upper arm.  For two of the three boys, this was enough:
at this point they turned and started kissing her.  The third boy
lasted a little longer, but even he lost control when she rested her
hand on his upper leg, and 'accidentally' brushed the back of her
hand against his hard-on.

Once the boys started kissing her, she would respond warmly and with
an open mouth.  It would not be long before their hands were under
her top fondling her tits, and soon after both her top and the boy's
shirt would be off and on the ground.  They would be on her bed by
this time, and the remainder of their clothing quickly joined the
rest on the floor.

One of the boys had obviously forgotten his sex education classes
entirely, and was immediately on top of Selina, frantically trying to
find her hole with his cock, with absolutely no thought of
protection.  She had had to take his cock in her hand and guide it
into her cunt.  Once he was in, his thrusts remained frantic, and he
shot his load in what seemed to her hardly more than seconds.  She
lay under him for some while, trying to milk additional sensations
out of his shrinking member, until his breathing returned to normal. 
At that point, his conscience took control, and he blubbered out "Oh
God, Selina ... what have I done?  I'm so sorry, I don't know what
came over me ...I didn't mean to abuse you ... but I've so often sat
gazing at you in class and fantasizing ... Oh god, will you forgive
me?"  She re-assured him that he hadn't forced himself on her, that
she was a willing partner, but then went on to say: "Of course, we
have rather taken a chance, haven't we, not using a condom?" 
According to Selina, the boy's face was an absolute picture. It
obviously had not occurred to him earlier, but at her words he went
so pale, she thought he'd faint on her.  He pulled out of her and
struggled to his feet.  "Jesus, God ... I didn't think ....  Can't we
do something?  Wash it out or something?"  So they went to the
bathroom, and she made a show of douching, but he had no idea how to
help.  Soon afterwards he left, clearly in a serious panic.

One of the other two had a condom with him.  ("The cheeky bugger",
added Selina, "he actually thought he might be able to screw me!")
The other wailed: "God, Selina, I want to make love to you, but I
never thought to bring a condom".   She told him that it was OK ...
her older sister had given her a couple 'just in case' which were in
her bedside drawer.  In both cases, she insisted on making sure that
the condom was properly fitted.  But she had fastened a small blade
from a pencil sharpener on to her charm bracelet, and used this to
slit the tip of the condom. She immediately positioned the boy's cock
against her pussy lips and pulled him down on top of her. The sex
with these two guys was, according to her, much better than with the
first guy, and lasted much longer.  By the time they were through,
she has cum a couple of times in each case, and was just as
breathless as the boy.

The next scene was almost the same in each case.  As the boy's cock
wilted, he (remembering his sex education) carefully held the condom
at the base of his cock as he pulled out, and then looked in total
horror at the tip of his prick sticking through the split end of the
condom.  "Oh god" each guy wailed, "the condom's split".  Both also
suggested a douche, and did try to help ("quite fun, actually", added
Selina), but rather ineffectually.

All three boys had subsequently asked her repeatedly about her
periods.  She said that she'd been vague, saying that her periods
were never very regular (a lie!), and that "perhaps they need not
worry yet".  But of course, there were three little boys (well maybe
not so little) who were VERY worried.

As she said she would, Selina continued going to school acting
innocent, even when her belly was starting to swell at about four
months.  It was her physical education teacher who first noticed
something was wrong, and sent her to the school nurse who had no
trouble in confirming the diagnosis.  The nurse tried to establish
how sexually active Selina was, and who the father might be.  Selina
acted dumb ("I was beginning to get worried about whether I might be
pregnant"), but confessed to having had sex with a number of boys. 
She told the nurse that she "usually" took precautions, but sometimes
forgot.

It was Andrew Campbell, the senior guidance counsellor at the school,
who had to visit us again. I was somewhat surprised that he was much
less embarrassed than at our previous meeting.  He was almost jaunty
and self-confident.  But he was adamant that Selina's pregnancy could
not be hidden as easily as Samantha's indiscretion was ("although",
he added, "I'm afraid that the story of her actions did seem to get
out").  So it was agreed that we would have her tutored at home until
three months after the baby was born.

The real consequence of my being caught in flagrante delicto with
Selina was to change our home relations for ever.  From that point
onwards, there was no pretense whatsoever about my relationships with
the three girls in my life.  I was able to fondle the tits, pussies
and butts of all three at any time without embarrassment, and without
concern for which of the others might see. Samantha and Selina had no
qualms about fucking with me, or spending the night in my bed,
whenever the mood took us.  From this point on, I virtually never
spent a night on my own, as if Sharon was away for whatever reason,
one or other (and on rare occasions both) of the girls would as a
matter of course sleep in my bed, or I in theirs.  From time to time,
someone else would walk in when I was in the midst of making love to
one of the others, and this became accepted without much comment,
although Sharon sometimes muttered that one day I was going to have
to pay up for this and for laughing at her when she was tied up on
the hotel bed.  Even my sex life with Sharon changed in character, as
we happily fucked like rabbits whenever and wherever we wished, even
doing so in the living room while watching a movie with the girls.

But although I had this easy and regular access to the three girls,
they made it perfectly clear that I did not and would not have
exclusive rights on them.  Sharon and both girls flaunted their
sexploits, telling me directly, or simply discussing with each other
in my presence, which men they had fucked, when and where, and under
what circumstances.  They discussed cock-sizes and orgasms, and
offered each other advice.  I was the home comfort they happily
returned to, and wanted to return to, but all three made it clear
that for real excitement they were chasing adventures outside.  I had
no complaints.  The tales of their sexual adventures would inevitably
make me as horny as hell ... but usually I could obtain relief by
fucking whoever was available at the time.

After seducing her three school friends, Selina almost immediately
moved up to a higher league by joining her sister in dating college
boys, and were frequently guests at frat parties at the local
college, where they soon became a great hit.  About a month after
Selina's pregnancy was confirmed, both girls (without warning us
ahead of time) brought their dates for the night back to spend the
night in their rooms, and this quickly became regular practice.  It
became quite common to hear sounds of sex from one or both of the
girls rooms, as both were inclined to be pretty noisy when they
climaxed.  Needless to say, this made me even more horny!  Some of
the boys looked rather embarrassed if we saw them the next morning,
but the regulars soon became accustomed to seeing me and Sharon
around after a night with the girls.

The girls' increasingly uninhibited sexual attitudes is exemplified
by the time, about three months after Selina's impregnation, that I
arrived home unexpectedly early one weekday afternoon.  I strolled
casually into the living room, and came to an abrupt halt.  A hard
core porn movie was playing on the video, while the two girls were
seated on the knees of two college-aged boys, sitting at either end
of the sofa.  All four were stripped to the waist, and were kissing
passionately with open mouths as they half-watched the movie.  I
stood frozen to the spot, taking in this incredibly erotic scene
before me; my eyes moved from Samantha to Selina to the screen, and
back to the girls.  I must have been standing there for a couple of
minutes before the boy with Samantha suddenly saw me.  He muttered an
"O god...", and started trying to get up.  This drew the attention of
the other three to my presence, and the other boy also struggled to
get up.  But the girls just giggled while they held them down, and
Samantha explained: "Don't worry about him!  Daddy gets his hots by
watching his daughters getting fucked, and has probably got a huge
hard-on already.  Why don't you show us, Daddy?  We don't mind if you
sit in the chair over there with your cock out, so that you can
masturbate while you watch."  I was in two minds. I was embarrassed
and humiliated by Samantha's coarse comments, but I was also very
turned on by the thought of sitting right there watching the two
girls in full action.

The girls turned back to kissing their boyfriends, who soon seemed to
forget about my presence as their hormones took over again.  So I
dropped into a chair where I had a good view of both couples and of
the screen.  I unbuckled my trousers, pushed them and my briefs down
past my knees, and started stroking my erection.  Sam's boyfriend had
by now broken the kiss, and was sucking on her erect pink nipples as
she moaned ecstatically.  Her hands were busily tying to find his
belt buckle and the zip on his trousers.  I looked across to Selina:
her boyfriend had unfastened her short skirt.  I watched in
fascination as it dropped to the floor while their lips remained
glued together.  Her panties soon followed, as she raised her ass to
allow the boy to slip them down her legs.  His fingers found her cunt
lips; I could see quite clearly as he inserted two fingers and
started finger-fucking her while his thumb rubbed her clit.  By this
time, Samantha had dropped to her knees in front of her boyfriend and
was pulling down his pants.  As soon as she had them off, she opened
his thighs and took his cock deep into her mouth.  It looked as if
she was deep throating him; I had no idea that she had developed this
art, and I looked forward to having her do that for me as well. 
After a few minutes of sucking on his cock, she stood up and quickly
removed her cut-off  jeans and panties.  She turned round to face me,
with her back to her boyfriend, and sat down on his lap with her legs
on either side of his thighs.  I had an unobstructed view of his cock
sliding easily up into her cunt.   Once safely settled, she began to
bounce up and down athletically, so that I could clearly see his cock
sliding in and out of her young pussy lips. His hands came round her,
one playing with her nipples and the other rubbing her clit, almost
as if they were putting on a show for me.  Sam put her own hands
under her tits and pushed them out towards me, at the same time
pursing her lips at me in a kissing motion.

Selina looked towards her sister, and when she saw what was happening
shouted out: "Hey, that's hot ... let's do the same".  So she twisted
round on her boyfriend to get into a similar position, also facing
towards me.  Now I could see both girls being thoroughly fucked,
watching the young cocks pumping in and out and the hands fondling
all my daughters' erotic zones.  Both girls started to climax, and
the room was filled with their screams and moans.  Selina called out:
"Do you like this Daddy?  How do you like to watch your baby being
fucked?  Does that make you hot?  It makes me hot ... aaaaaah ......
oooooooooow .... yes ... yes ... keep fucking me ....".  All five of
us must have climaxed at about the same time; in my case, my cum shot
out over my hand and down my leg on to my trousers bunched round my
knees.  At this point, my shame and embarrassment got the better of
me, and I pulled up my trousers (smearing the cum all over my thighs)
and hastily left the room.  I have no idea how much longer the four
youngsters continued with their love-making.

Over the next few months, Selina continued to date the college boys,
attending many frat parties, with entirely no concern for her
increasingly pregnant state.  She took her pregnancy so much in her
stride, that it didn't seem to bother the college guys either.  In
fact, a few months later when she was about eight months pregnant,
she spent all night at a frat party, and I have had regular erections
thinking about what happened there ... I must find out from her at
some time.

Sharon also was completely open regarding her sexual activities, and
made it quite clear that while she was happy to remain married to me,
and to make love as often as we were together, she would continue to
take as many lovers as she fancied.  She and Paul still regularly
attended their swingers club, and Sharon would relate to me the
wilder activities when we next were in bed together.  Probably at
least once a week she would call to tell me that she was spending the
night in someone's hotel room.  I soon became used to this state of
affairs, and continued to be turned on by the stories of her
sexploits.  But even I was caught by surprise one Monday night about
three months into Selina's pregnancy.  I knew that Sharon had a
cocktail and dinner that night with a group of clients from another
city, but she had said she would be home.

I had been in bed about an hour, when I heard the front door opening
and Sharon's voice from downstairs.  I assumed that she was talking
to one of the girls.  Shortly afterwards I heard footsteps coming up
the stairs, and I sat up to welcome Sharon home.  But when the door
opened, I had quite a shock!  Sharon had her arm round a man of about
her age, who was showing a clear mixture of lust and embarrassment on
his face as he half hid himself behind her. Sharon made introductions
brightly as if there was nothing unusual in the situation.  "Ted,
meet Barry White.  We were at school together, but we had lost touch
and had no idea that we would be meeting today.  Barry admitted today
that he spent most of his high school years lusting after me and
fantasizing about getting into my panties.  I told him that he only
needed to have asked!  But it's never too late ... we've still got
tonight for him to fulfil some of his fantasies.  The trouble is that
we left it so late talking about old times and who did it with whom,
that Barry couldn't find a hotel room.  So I've invited him back
here.  There's plenty of room in our bed; I've had three in it before
quite comfortably.  I said that we had a pretty open relationship and
that you wouldn't mind."

Well, what could I say?  In fact, I couldn't get any words out! 
Sharon pulled Barry down on to her side of the bed, and started
kissing him fiercely.  Any embarrassment that Barry may have felt
soon vanished, as they started tearing at each other's clothes which
were dumped on the floor.  In the process, most of the bedding came
off as well, leaving me lying on one side watching the frantic
coupling beside me as my own erection throbbed.  Very soon, Sharon
was naked on her back, with her legs wide open, knees in the air, as
Barry licked and sucked around her pubic area. She pulled his legs
round so that they straddled her face, and began sucking on his cock
as she worked it with her hands.  Very soon his ass was bucking up
and down as he fucked her mouth  at an ever quickening rate. 
Suddenly, Barry turned round again, saying: "Jeez, Sharon, after all
these years I don't want to waste this in your mouth .... I want to
FU-U-U-CK you properly".  With that he pulled her legs up over his
shoulders and slammed his not inconsiderably sized cock up to the
hilt in her cunt in one fluid movement.  The movement pulled all the
bedding on to the  floor, leaving me totally exposed with my engorged
cock waving in the air as I watched them, but that did not seem to
bother Barry in any way ... he just kept fucking Sharon, calling out
her name over and over again.  It was not long before he came,
pumping his jism deep into Sharon's womb as he groaned in ecstacy. 
They lay locked together for a while, after which Sharon pushed him
on to his back and started sucking again on his cock.  Within 10/15
minutes he had a sizeable hard-on once more, at which point Sharon
mounted him, sitting astride his cock and riding him with uninhibited
screams.  He lasted a lot longer than the previous time, but he could
not last forever with this sort of service, and I could see his ass
tighten and thrust back at Sharon, as he loosed a second load into
Sharon.  She continued trying to ride him for a while, but clearly
had had nothing more to give at this stage.

Sharon looked across at me, lying there rubbing my prick, and said:
"Well Hubby, dear, are you ready for some very sloppy seconds?" She
lifted herself off of Barry, and sat down impaling herself on my
cock, continuing with her frantic riding.  She was enormously
slippery by now, and I could feel puddles of Barry's cum leaking down
into my pubic hair, but I was beyond caring.  It was not long before
we came together with screams to wake the dead, as I pumped my load
into her as well.

Not long after, we turned out the lights, and I certainly drifted
quickly into sleep, lying on one side of Sharon, with Barry on the
other.  I was woken the next morning by the bouncing of the bed.  My
eyes opened to the sight of Barry taking Sharon from the back, doggy
style.  When Sharon saw that I was awake, she motioned to me to turn
round on the bed so that my head was towards the bottom end.  She
then slowly crawled towards me, Barry moving with her without
breaking his rhythm, until her thighs were on either side of my head,
and I could see Barry's dong sliding in and out of her pussy just
inches away.  She then squatted slightly so that her crotch came into
contact with my face.  I reached up to lick and suck her erect clit. 
Sharon went wild, bucking against my face and Barry's cock.  It was
difficult to keep contact with her clit as she bounced around, and I
suddenly realized that half the time I was licking Barry's cock as
well as Sharon's clit, but I could no longer care.  Sharon started
pumping my cock in her fist, at which my oral ministrations became
more desperate, and not long afterwards all three of us coming at the
same  time, my cum spurting all over her hands, over my stomach, and
all over the bedding.  Barry's cum, mixed with Sharon's juices poured
down over my mouth as I tried to swallow as much as I could. 
Finally, we all crashed into tangled heap, and slept for another
hour.

Once they woke again, Barry and Sharon went to shower together,
leaving me lying on the cum-soaked bed.  Barry had to leave quite
soon after, and Sharon drove him out to the airport, leaving me to
clean up afterwards .... But what an experience which I hope we will
repeat again.



Chapter 6: The big party

By this time the next big event on our family calendar was looming,
namely Sharon's 40th and Samantha's 16th birthdays.  The three girls
giggled a lot together on plans, but told me nothing.  I gathered,
however, that was to be the occasion when I would have to pay back
for laughing at Sharon when she was tied up in the hotel, for my
incestuous fucking of my daughters, and for getting Selina pregnant.

The party was organized for a Friday night, which was the day before
their birthday.  At last, about 10 days before the party, I was told
more of the arrangements.  The theme was 'politicians and
prostitutes'.  "I have had to tell our guests", Sharon informed me,
"that the party will go ahead, even though you have unfortunately
been called away on business over that weekend".  "Oh damn", I said,
"Does that mean that I have to sit on my own in the garage behind the
ventilation panel again?".  The girls giggled, as Sharon produced one
of these life-like rubber masks, with the face of Bill Clinton. 
"You'll wear this", explained Sharon, "while acting as waiter for our
party.  I'll see that the rest of your outfit is available for the
party ... don't worry about a thing".

On the big day, about two hours before the guests were due to start
arriving, the girls announced that they were starting to get ready,
and that my outfit was on my bed.  While Sharon was in the shower, I
went to look at the outfit, to find no more than the mask, and a
little French maid apron.  I sat round until Sharon, Sam and Selina
finished their showers.  The three came in together, still wearing
bathrobes. 

"What aren't you dressed yet? Come on, Ted, get those clothes off!",
ordered Sharon.  I stripped, and then feeling even more stupid donned
the maid's apron.  It fitted, sort of!  The bodice came up to about
my nipples.  At the front it hung about 3 inches below my balls, and
if I had an erection (which I was now quickly developing) it would
raise the front even higher.  The apron tied around my waist, by left
my backside totally exposed.  As I looked in a mirror with my hard-on
now at full stretch, it was clear that my cock and balls would be
visible to those looking at me side on.

"That's better.  How does he look girls?" asked Sharon.  "Too hairy"
replied Samantha peering under the apron.  "You're right" agreed
Sharon, "go get the razor".  Before I could even realize what the
intention was, Sharon and Selina wrestled me down on to the bed, with
Selina sitting on my chest, Sharon holding my legs, and with the
apron pulled up over my waist.  Sam returned with a dish of warm
water, soap, shaving foam and a razor.  As realization dawned I tried
to struggle up, kicking my legs, but Sam calmly warned me: "You'd
better behave and lie still, if you don't want a nasty accident".

I couldn't really see what was happening, but could feel Samantha
going to work on my crotch.  When I was eventually allowed up, my
entire pubic area including my balls were smooth and shiny pink like
a little boy's, and I was obviously going to have wait on the guests
with my boyish nether regions barely covered by the apron.  

I was instructed to put on the mask and to go downstairs to start my
duties.  Although guests would not be arriving for some while,
caterers would be delivering food and drink.  From now on, I would
have to answer the door, and when guest arrived I would need to
circulate with snacks and drinks.  I was told also to circulate
around bedrooms to see if anyone there needed refreshment.

It was not long before I had the humiliation of opening the door for
the caterers, some male and some female, and have them snigger at my
outfit.  But that was just the start of a long evening.

A few minutes before 8.00pm, the three girls came downstairs to show
me their outfits.  Behind my mask, my jaw dropped, and my prick gave
an upward jerk in spite of my humiliated position.
Selina wore an outfit that flaunted her pregnant state to the
maximum.  She wore a knitted breast-hugging top that ended just below
her boobs.  Her swollen midrift was entirely exposed, down to a white
mini-skirt that sat so low on her hips it was a wonder that her pubic
hair didn't show. Apart from that she was bare-legged and bare-
footed.

Samantha looked the ultimate whore.  A semi-transparent lacy top
showed her nipples clearly, and in any case left the lower swells of
her breasts on full display.  She wore ultra-tight ultra-short shorts
cut well up her ass-cheeks.  The outfit was completed by high-heeled
white leather boots which came up to her knees.

But it was Sharon's outfit that really took my breath away!  It had
a long skirt in dark blue satiny material, but it wrapped over in
front so that as she moved flashes of leg right up to her thigh came
into view.  The dress had virtually no top!  Two bands of material
fastened to the waist-band of the skirt and came up over her breasts
to fasten in a clasp behind her neck.  But it was as she turned round
that I had the greatest surprise.  Two thin horizontal straps secured
the dress at the back at waist level, but the skirt otherwise dipped
down to the bottom of her ass-cheeks, leaving her asscheeks on
permanent display.  It was evident that she wore no underwear.

My cock twitched and pushed the apron well in front of me at the
sight of the three girls and at the thought of their parading around
in this way in front of all the guests.  

Soon thereafter, the guests began to arrive.  The first were Julia
and Marion (from the conference hotel orgy) accompanied by two men. 
The ladies giggled at seeing me; one of them lifted the apron and
giggled "isn't that cute?" as she fondled my hairless balls.  In the
end about 30 men and about 15 women arrived.  Some I didn't know at
all.  Some were not a surprise, such as Sharon's friend Paul, and a
few of the college boys.  (I counted 7 college guys and 2 college
girls amongst the guests.)  But there were some real surprises for
me, notably school teacher Andrew Campbell, and my own younger
brother Charlie (3 years my junior).  I was real glad that they
couldn't recognize me for sure, although I think they guessed.

Following Sharon's orders, I circulated continuously with drinks and
snacks, not only in the main party area, but into the bedrooms.  The
dancing in the main party area quickly became intimate, with plenty
of groping and fondling.  As I watched, my cock grew into a semi-
erect state, which of course I could not hide, and led to many ribald
comments.  From about an hour after the party started, I virtually
always found some couples (or other combinations) fucking in the
bedrooms when I entered with my tray of drinks.  On one or two
occasions the men swore at me, and told me to get out, but in most
cases they seemed to find my presence in the guise of the hired
retainer amusing rather than annoying.  The Clinton mask helped! 
Many comments were made, particularly around the absence of Monica
and Hilary.  My groin ached at the sight of all this sexual activity,
the effects of various woman groping my smoothly shaved balls and
prick, and the impossibility of any relief.

Sharon, Samantha and Selina did not seem to go to the bedrooms at
all, preferring, it seemed, to remain with the bulk of the guests in
the living room.  All three were, however, almost continuously
necking with one or other of the men.  Sharon and Samantha's tops
were more often than not shifted to reveal at least one breast being
fondled by their partners at the time.  Selina's top disappeared
somewhere round about 11pm, and from then on she was happily moving
around topless, showing her by now quite large brown nipples.  At
some stage, the college boys started lining up to be nursed by here. 
She would sit on the couch, with the boy lying across her, and she
would hold his head to her breast as he suckled noisily on it.

The next stage of the party occurred at about 1am.  Sharon and
Samantha moved to the centre of the living room, where Sharon tapped
on a glass to get attention.  She ordered me to pass champagne all
round.  "Friends", she said, "it is now officially our birthday!  Sam
has now reached the 'age of consent', and she does!  I am no longer
'30-something', but I intend to prove the statement that a woman is
at her sexual peak in her 40s".  She and Sam quickly shed their
clothes, leaving them naked except for high-heeled sandals (Sharon)
and boots (Sam).  "We now invite all men who do not have fixed
commitments for tonight to join in a game of musical cunts.  All you
guys wanting to participate, grab cushions from the chairs or
elsewhere, and sit in a broad circle round the room".  In the end
about 20 guys accepted the invitation, with looks of eager
anticipation.

"Right, our waiter Bill will be MC", continued Sharon.  "Bill", she
addressed me, "prepare 20 slips of paper, and put my and Sam's names
on two, the rest blank, and put all in bag and shake them up.  Let
each guy choose a slip, and we will start the proceedings with these
two".

As I was doing what I was bid, Sharon took me to one side and gave me
further instructions as to what I was to do further.  I handed round
the pieces of paper, and Sharon and Sam went to  the two guys who had
drawn their names, sat astride them while french kissing them. 
Following my instructions, I set a kitchen timer with a loud buzzer
for 45 seconds.  When it buzzed, the two girls got up and moved to
the next guy to their left, as I started timer again.  Sharon had
also given me a tape with music on, but with breaks at random times,
with about 3-6 minutes between breaks.  When the break came I stopped
the tape and the timer, while the girls said a farewell to the guys
they were with at that time.  These two guys dropped out and we
started again.

It was not long before I noticed that some of the guys were undoing
their trousers and exposing their cocks, so that when Sharon and Sam
sat astride them they must have penetrated right into their gaping
pussies.  The whole scene got pretty frenetic.  The 45 second 
interval was well chosen, as each guy was just becoming well heated
up when the buzzer went, and he was left looking rather frustrated
... probably wishing to jack off, but not wanting to waste his seed
with the prospect of getting back into one of the two available
holes.  Some of the other woman guests had by now also stripped off
and were fucking their companions, so that the whole room was
becoming a complete orgy.  Even my cock, under the apron, remained
continuously at full attention.

After about 45 minutes, there were 6 guys left, at which point Sharon
announced that this would be the last round.  The remaining four
would spend the night with the two girls ... a night they would not
forget, she promised.  When the music next stopped, and the last two
dropped out, those remaining were two of the college boys, school
teacher Andrew Campbell, and an athletic grey-haired guy in his
fifties whose name at that stage I did not know (but later discovered
to be one of Sharon's swing-club members, Craig Thompson).  Sharon
put her arms through those of the two college boys, and Sam did the
same with the older men, and both moved towards the stairs up to the
bedrooms.  Sharon gave me my last instructions: "Bill ... see all our
guests out TO THEIR CARS, and then lock up when all have left.  You
can sleep on the couch in the living room, but at 10am I want you to
bring orange juice and champagne to all three rooms.  Don't knock ...
just come in ... you got that?"  She paused on the step, looked back
at me again, and added: "Remember, you will still be on duty  when
you serve us, so I expect you still to be in uniform, but ... when
you come up in the morning do lose that silly mask!".

Well, I did as I was told, escorting guests out to their cars, much
to their amusement and ribald comments, with my cock largely exposed
to any late-night passers-by.  

At 10 in the morning, I mounted the stairs, with my tray of orange
juice, champagne and glasses.  I started at Sharon's room (well
usually mine and Sharon's!).  I could hear plenty of panting and
groaning, but, as instructed, I entered without knocking ... and
nearly dropped the tray.  Sharon was sitting astride one of the
college boys with his cock evidently deeply buried in her pussy.  She
was leaning forward so that her ass was in the air, and the second
college boy was rubbing baby oil on his cock as he prepared to stuff
it up her anus.  The grey-haired guy, also naked, was seated to one
side, and he had pulled Sharon's head down into his crotch where she
was sucking on his cock while playing with his balls.  The three men
were so absorbed in their activities that they hardly seemed to
notice me as I entered; all three voices were grunting and groaning
"Oh, fu-u-u-ck ........ a-a-a-a-h .... this slut is better than the
highest price whore ....... give it to me you bitch". Sharon did,
however, look up briefly from her ministrations to the grey-haired
guy's cock, but still rubbing up and down, and said "Well guys,
here's our refreshments.  Let me introduce you to my husband, Ted"
.... That got the guys' attention for a moment at least as they all
looked up at me, which was highly embarrassing.  Sharon continued:
"Ted gets his hots from watching his wife and daughters being fucked
by as many men as possible."  Sure enough, and to my continuing
embarrassment, my cock stood to attention to prove how right she was. 
"Ted", she instructed me, "put the drinks on the table over there, I
don't think the guys are quite ready yet".  With that, she got back
to noisily sucking the one cock, as another sank deep into her back
passage as its owner started pumping furiously in time to her
bouncing on the third cock in her pussy.  Very soon all four were
screaming in passion, including Sharon who was clearly having
multiple orgasms.  I was frozen to the spot, fascinated by the scene
before me, and watched as all three men came in quick succession.  As
they fell apart, Sharon rolled on to her back, her legs wide open
with cum leaking out of both holes, and more running down the side of
her mouth, and said: "Well, did you enjoy that darling?  You might as
well pass the drinks around now.  And when you're done, get a warm
damp face cloth from the bathroom and come clean me up!" I obeyed!

On leaving Sharon with her three lovers looking as if they were still
going to have another session, I moved to Sam's room.  Again walking
straight in, I found Sam on her back with her legs up on Andrew
Campbell's shoulders as he fucked deeply into her, his eyes closed in
concentration.  "Hi, daddy", Sam greeted me, without any break in her
pelvic thrusts. "I think Mr Campbell has forgiven me for screwing Tom
Edwards on the school outing!" Campbell's eyes opened briefly, and in
between his passionate groans grunted out: "Oh god yes!  I was really
so envious of the two kids rutting away without shame and oblivious
to all else that I couldn't stand it.  I wanted to pull out my cock
right then and there and take over screwing Sam as soon as Tom was
through, but I was the teacher, I had to set the standards!  But Sam
and Sharon have sure made it up to me since."

I placed the drinks on the dresser, but could not drag myself away. 
I stood there stroking my erection as I watched the erotic sight of
my beautiful daughter fucking uninhibitedly with her teacher.  She
screamed: "Yes, yes ....... oh yes ...... I'm cummmmming ... fuck me
harder Andrew ... daddy watch me being stuffed full by Mr Campbell's
big cock ... I'm sure you want to be in here ... Ahhhhhhhh".  And
with that Andrew reached his climax, as I saw his buttocks tense and
with loud groans he came inside her.  I nearly shot my load over
them, but managed to keep it under control and slipped out of the
room with my balls aching in unfulfilled desire.

And so to Selina's room.  At least she had not been involved in
entertaining the winners of last night's game.  But as I pushed open
her bedroom door, I was in for another surprise.  There was my
brother Charlie, naked and flat on his back on the bed sporting aq
massive erection.  As I walked in, Selina was squatting astride him,
guiding his erection into her welcoming pussy.  "Ooo, uncle Charles
that feels so goooooood" she grunted as slowly she started to ride
him, slowly at first but then with ever increasing speed, her
enlarged belly and tits bouncing obscenely.  Charlie turned towards
me with a grin.  "I thought it must be you behind that Bill Clinton
mask, you old pervert!  I've had lustful incestuous thoughts about
this little daughter of yours since she was about 11 years old.  But
the reality far exceeds the fantasies ... you must have taught her
well you dirty old man".  After that they ignored me completely and
concentrated on their own pleasures.  Selina stretched raised her
hands to play with her hair as she noisily rode her uncle to climax. 
He played with her breasts and nipples, also rubbing his hands across
her swollen belly.  After she had climaxed two or three times,
Charlie rolled her over on to her back.  He positioned himself at the
top end of her belly and rubbed his cock, well-lubricated by her
juices between her breasts as she held them together.  It was not
long before he came.  The first shot of jism hit her in the face, and
he proceeded to jerk himself off over her tits and belly.  With a
cheeky and lazy smile at me, Selina rubbed his sperm all over herself
and blew me a kiss as I withdrew from the room, my own cock fully
engorged and my balls aching.

I returned to the living room, and most have dozed off on the couch,
waking about an hour later as I heard sounds of the guys leaving.  As
the front door closed for the last time, all three girls,  wearing
only broad smiles came into the living room.  Sharon sat down next to
me, and started French kissing me and pinching on my nipples ...
murmuring that I was truly a great sport!  Sam and Selina squatted on
the floor between my legs, and together started licking and caressing
my penis and scrotum.  The accumulated frustrations and tensions of
the past 24 hours had their immediate effect!  Try as I may to hold
back, my body would not co-operate, and within minutes I was spurting
what seemed gallons of sperm all over the two girls' faces and tits
as I groaned in blessed relief.  As my immediate passion subsided, I
dozed off briefly, although still vaguely aware of the other three
moving around.  It must have been about 15 minutes later that I
surfaced again, to find Sam and Selina on either side of me, nuzzling
against me and nibbling on my ears and neck, smearing some of own
sticky sperm all over me.  Sharon was now kneeling in front, and was
sucking on my cock which amazingly was showing signs of life again. 
In another 10 minutes I was rigid and rearing to go, at which point
Sharon sat astride me, taking my shaft deep into her pussy, while the
girls reached underneath to fondle my balls.  This time I lasted much
longer before I came again, and the sensations were beyond belief.

I have been writing these notes over the 4 or 5 months since the
events described above.  I have come to terms with the fact that the
three girls in my life get their kicks out of humiliating me sexually
whenever the opportunity presents itself.  They flaunt their multiple
lovers in front of me. But the compensation is that I have a sexual
life which most other men can only dream of, as one of the three is
almost always available when I have need of lovemaking.  For this I
have to accept to costs of the humiliations.

As I draft these closing paragraphs, I am sitting at the maternity
hospital where Selina is in labour.  Since I am here as grandfather,
not father, of the baby, I have not been admitted to the delivery
room, but Sharon is with her while I wait ....... BUT ...... here is
Sharon now with a great big grin ....  It's a girl!! ....... The
thought crosses my mind: I wonder what the position in our household
will be in another 13 or 14 years??!!