Begin Part 3................................................................ ............................................................. Need to start with an, admitedly, half hearted apology the the delay in the additional installments of the story. Part of the delay is due to life. You know... work, school, etc. Another part is how other aspects of our life develop and how it gets put into words. It aint easy, but I hope I was up to the challange ;) <ADULTS ONLY> <ADULTS ONLY> There are people that aren't supposed to read this sort of thing, blah, blah, blah..... You know who you are... Enough said. I present for you review and enjoyment(I hope) a story I have been working on for far to long. I have been, and am working on, additional installments as I feel is necessary. I start to write and have a hard time knowing when to stop so I have a tendency to let the story tell itself. I also write not as if I were writing my masters thesius, but as if I were speaking(pauses and such)so please forgive the punctuation. I decided it was best to break it up into relitively small but, hopefully, complete pieces. These stories, or chapters, are only partialy fiction. I leave it to you, the reader, to decide which is which. Unfortunately this also restricts my scope somewhat in the writing process. SO... I am wide open for USEFUL suggestions as far as style and scope, as well as praise or criticism (please give me more than just "I thought It Sucked). pitmanracer23@yahoo.com Thank you, CPD Shower time is easily one of my favorite times of any day. Showering by yourself can be invigorating, but, showering with a sexy 13 year-old is just plain refreshing, for body and soul. All the wonderful, hidden places the other person can find are so delightful. All the feelings, tastes, smells... All tension and concerns about the world beyond your watery heaven... Gone. Once each of us had made extra certain that the other had been adequately washed, we adjourned to the bedroom, more relaxed in spirit, but even more excited in body. My daughter bending over to straighten the blankets was all the invitation I needed. Walking up behind her, I rubbed my cock head around her pussy, and slowly pushed into her. As I bottomed out in her, I tapped her sensitive cervix and, like she had recieved a jolt of electricity, emited a short scream and was propeled face down on the bed. I moved with her, staying buried deep within her. As a by-product of her new position, I was able to push even farther into her depths. Moving slowly, I pulled my cock almost entirely out of her cunt, then feed it back in until I was once again banging at the gate to her womb, holding her hips tightly as I pushed, applying even more pressure against it. By my fourth stroke she was screaming into the blanket, while a huge orgasm coursed through her body, sending ripples of pleasure into her cunt and around my cock. In under a minute, she was in non-stop-cum mode, begging me me to fill her. I of course, being the gentleman that I am, was happy to oblige being as I wasn't far behind her anyway. Yelling her name, I proceeded to comply with her wishes, and pumped a very healthy supply of sperm directly into her waiting baby maker. "Holy crap Papa!" Chelsea exclaimed as she fell forward onto the bed, my semi-hard prick slideing out of her dripping pussy. "I don't know what got into you, but I like it!" "You know the effect you have on me Chels. How am I supposed to be able to restrain myself?" I chuckled. Completely drained, mentally and physically, we curled up together and were instantly and blissfully asleep in each others arms. Good, bad, or otherwise, I awoke as usual, 10 minutes before my alarm. 'Damn' I thought, ' Those 10 minutes would have felt realy good.' Rather than lay there, which I desperately wanted to, I rose in search of coffee, that ellxir of the Gods. Pouring my second cup signaled time for Chelsea to be up, or be woken up, and off I went. I found the bed empty, but the master bath shower full of lovely, wet, daughter. "Out in like moments Dad!" She called. 'No worries. We have a little time still' I answered. I stood and admired her through the glass shower door, and was struck again by how lucky I was. To have a woman I loved like no other. A woman who loved me in the same way. A woman with whom I could see spending eternity with. Sex, and everything else aside, you have to admit... Thats sweet. Quick breakfast, and more coffee, and we are out the door at the last possible moment to make it to school on time. Small talk about the coming day and, PRESTO, we are there. As Chelsea exits the cab, she says, " A couple days, and we can see if those swimmers of yours are going straight." No question as to what she meant. As I watched her padding off up the steps, I thought more closely about how we would handle her potential, or impending, pregnancy. Would we say who the father was? Would we have to say anything at all? People will think what they want no matter what anyway, right? I contemplated these ideas the rest of the drive home. Into the house and straight to the coffee pot, go I. 'Yes, my friend, coffee. Help carry me through the day.' Sipping away, I looked out the back window, across the field, and saw Janices car in her driveway. 'Why is she still home?' I wondered. ( Ain't small towns great, everybody knows, or think thy know, what their neighbors are up to ) On impulse, I grabbed my phone and called over. "Hey Jan, Tim here. Want some coffee?" Yes was the answer, and minutes later she was in my kitchen fixing a cup. "No work today Jan?" I ask. "Nope. Boss called. Electrical problems so they shutdown until it's fixed. Bonus day! I hardly know what to do with myself. A whole, unplanned day off." " Well" swallowing hard, " If you have a couple minutes, I want to bounce something off you" I said. "Shoot!" she said. "Ok, this is something I have thought about and prepared myself for, I thought. Given what we both know now, I am hopeing that you are a person that can give me some perspective. There is a very real chance that Chelsea is pregnant, and I am having problems with how to handle it. Not really personal problems, but social problems. If she is pregnant, I am all about that. I mean, I'm very excited! The catch is what other people around here will think. You know, single Dad, pretty daughter. Wondering what goes on. DNA tests, and so on. It could turn out to be more compicated than we had thought." After a long sip of her coffee, she looked straight at me while composing her answer. "I would worry less about your neighbors Tim. They know both of you are good, honest people, and thats enough. Now, the officials... tests and what not... thats another story. Any ideas?" "I was hopeing that you had some," was the only response I could muster. We sat and thought, stareing at each other, until her cup was empty. "I can't think this hard, this early Tim. I have some thoughts, but can't make any sense of them right now. In the mean-time, can I get some more coffee and ask you a couple questions?" "Always Jan. I told you last night, anything, anytime. Let me have it with both barrels." I should learn to chose my words better... "I do remember what you said," she replied. "Do you remember what I said?" "Every word." "Well, I've been thinking about what I said, and I thought that, with our girls being so close, Sarah does think of you as something of a 'Father Figure'. She knows you and Chelsea are happy , and she knows you are a good father to her. Now that I have a feel for the depth of that love, I can't help but wonder..." she trailed off until she was inaudable. "What do you want to know Janice?" I ask. "Would you consider, I'm just saying consider here, the possiblity of you and Chelsea including Sarah in some of your... uh... more... umm... intimate... playtimes?" She blushed all the way to her toes. "Oh god I can't believe I just said that out loud, but it's what I've been thinking. I know it is alot to ask. I mean you guys already give her opportunities that I can't, taking her 4-wheeling, and fishing, and such. She loves spending time with the two of you and thinks of you as family." "It's not alot to ask, Jan, but I have to think that it's alot for you to offer. Are you and Sarah on the same page about this? I mean,we do think of Sarah as family, but, is this what you both really want? "No Tim. We haven't exactly talked about it in specific terms yet but I am certain that she would be receptive to the idea." Janice looked a little distressed, but also seemed confident in her decision. I fought a chuckle at the fact that Sarah had already displayed a more than 'mild interest' in joining us, but the fact that her Mother was not just condoneing, but was going to encourage her girl to pursue it, was another thing entirely. "You don't have to answer right now Tim" she continued. "Just promise me you will consider it, and discuss it with Chelsea as well. While I have your attention, theres something else I want to talk about. If I may be so blunt, all this talk has got me horny as hell!" She laughed and blushed again. "Christ, I can't believe I am even saying this to you. I know this is pent-up hormones or whatever talking but, if you would be interested... I mean... I haven't had sex in like, two years and I am so horny right now, you could start a fire between my legs!" "Janice, I am more than just interested. Trust me! We have been neighbors for years and I assure you, I have been looking. According to my watch (insert sly grin) we have all day before there is any risk of being disturbed." I took about 4 seconds for her to react. Her initial move was to reach across the table and successfully stick her tongue down my throat. Now, the ball being in my court, I grabbed her shirt and pulled her the rest of the way across the table, coffee cups, and the contents thereof, being spread across the floor. With Jan laying upside down and away from me, I dove back into her mouth. She responded like an wild animal who had been caged, then finally released. Her right hand went to the back of my head and pulled me harder into her mouth. Her left went straight to the buckle of my belt, where her fingers searched for the catch. I quickly assisted with the belt, then ran my hands down the length of her inverted body. Across her full breasts and down her belly to the now wet crotch of her jeans go my roaming hands. In what seemed like seconds, 80% of our clothes were in a pile on the floor. We searched each others bodies with our hands while exploring each others mouthes with our tongues. In no time at all I was between her legs, my hard cock hunting for somewhere to bury itself. Finding the spot I pushed forward and in one shot, slam balls deep into my now screaming neighbor. Janice was grabbing my ass and pulling with each stroke trying to get me deeper into her. Time and space lost all meaning as I watched her writhe on the kitchen table as my dick cycled in and out of her hot cunt. I was starting to feel that familiar tingle in my balls when she shouted that she was cumming. "I'm right there to Jan. You're making me blow!" "Then do it!" Was her answer. So I did. As Janice yelled and moaned through a very satisfiying orgasm, I was doing the same. While her pussy muscles rippled and squeezed over my deeply embeded cock, I was shooting blast after blast of hot cum deep into her welcoming pussy. We were both still catching our breath when she proclaimed, "Christ Almighty Tim! What have you turned me into?" "Into? What do you mean Jan?" "Shit" she said. "I'm fucking away like a schoolgirl and not paying attention to things. I should have told you NOT to cum in me, but I was sure not gonna tell you to stop either! I stopped taking my birth control pills over a year ago! All I could think about was how good it felt and I loved the way it felt when you came in me. It made me blind to anything beyond what I was feeling right then. I'm not sure, but I don't think this is a dangerous time for me." She concluded with a wink. "We will have to be more careful in the future." I didn't know what to make of her comment. I mean I did, but... in the future? She was not seeing this as a one time thing and that was fine with me. I also knew at least one, probably two, other people that would be good with it as well. We spent most of the afternoon drinking and talking, punctuated by the occasional oral sex interlude and one more pass at pumping her beautiful snatch. I pulled out, as promised, and shot in her mouth. She swallowed every drop. We talked about everything from sex to religion to politics. Finally we made our way around to Chelseas potential pregnancy.(Remember? That's why I called her originaly:) "Tim," she said. "I just had a wild idea, but have to admit I'm a little ashamed of myself for even thinking it. Is Chelsea going to All-State choir this year?" "Her teacher says she should be almost guarenteed to go but you know it won't be announced until next week sometime. Why?" "Yes, I know. There's a better than average chance Sarah will be going as well. Anyway; what if, while she was there, she were to accidentaly end up having sex with some mystery boy she met, whose name she naturaly doesn't remember. Things like this happen every day." Her sly grin made me a little nervous while I thought the scenario through. Could that work? Would Chelsea be able to hold up to the potential questions and harassment that might stem from such news? It might be an option though... "I never knew how devious you could be Jan," I smiled. "It's not devious, it's a potenial way for you and Chelsea to make a baby with minimal social problems. I didn't say it was perfect." "We will talk it over. It might turn out to be alot for her to handle initially, but I think you might be right. I'll also bring up the posibility of Sarah 'joining' us. I think that one will be an easy sell," I chuckled. Janice smiled and allowed as how she should try to get something accomplished today,other than multiple orgasms. Laughing, we stood and hugged tightly. She smiled and wiggled her ass at me one more time on her way out the door. The rest of the afternoon was, more or less, a blur. Trying to get a few simple things done while my head swirled with random thoughts proved impossible. A text from Chels brought me back to the present. "Getting off at Sarahs", was her news. I answered with a quick"KK" and decided that maybe it was time to start on something for dinner. I had barely begun to think about food when Chelsea emerged through the kitchen door. "Hey there kiddo. Whats the word?" I asked her. "Sarahs Mom said she loved me but that she wanted to talk to Sarah alone, so, here I is." She wore a little smile but was clearly let down by Janice's dismissal. "Sorry about that love. It's all good though because, there are a few things we need to talk about as well." I gathered myself up, trying desperately to organize my thoughts before I proceeded. "I suppose the first thing that should be addressed is, Sarahs mother is aware of our more personal relationship. You understand what I mean?" She nodded, a little wide eyed. "She noticed the other night when you went to Sarahs after we had been playing. She saw what she knew was cum running down your leg, and kinda went from A to B to C and finally came to ask me about it. She knew, and I didn't deny it. She was good with it Chels! She was actually happy for us!" This brought a smile, though tentitive, to her lips. "So she knows? Like... really knows?" "Yes baby, really knows. That is only a part of it. She has a partial solution to something I have been thinking about for a while." I definetely had her attention now. "I have been a little concerned about how we would explain your possible pregnancy in polite company. Have you thought about that at all?" "Yes" she answered, "But now that you say it like that I'm not sure I thought it all the way through. I am fine with getting big with your baby Daddy. You know that. I know people will be all like 'you're to young' and "how did you let this happen' and stuff. What did I miss?" "Baby, people are going to wonder who the father is and how you got hooked up with him. It's just you and me here in a small town. What do you think they will think?" You could almost see the gears in her head turning. "I see what you mean Dad. So, what do we do? What was the idea?" "We'll get to that later Hun. I just wanted you to start thinking about it. There is more though. Janice is thinking that since we, especialy you, are so close with Sarah, maybe she should join us in our love-making. She wasn't specific as to how involved but,she thought it might be good for her. Your feelings?" "Oh My God Dad. Thats funny and hot at the same time! You know how I feel about it and," she glanced at my crotch, "we both know how you feel about it. I love this!!!" "So it's a go then?" "Affimitive Captain!" she laughed. "If my hunch is correct, Sarah and Janice have been having a discussion similar to ours. Lets go for a walk across the field, shall we? See if those girls are ready for visitors." Her sweater was in hand before you could spit. "Lets roll Papa!" Out we went, hand in hand, into the gathering twilight. Stars just popping out. A beautiful night made more so by the company of the woman I loved with all my heart and soul. As if reading my thoughts, Chelsea stopped suddenly. I looked at her as she gazed up into the sky. Beautiful... Every feature of her face, her body, was a vision of perfection. She looked up at me and we drank each other through our eyes. We stared at one another for what seemed like a long time before I gathered her up in my arms. Lifting her slight frame off the ground, I held her to me and felt her warmth. We kissed deeply out there, under the stars, and in that kiss shared more than just bodily fluids. We shared our souls. Finally, we made our way to Jan and Sarahs abode. I approached the door to knock when Chelsea pushed past and just strolled in as if she owned the place. "Sarah!" she called. "Where you at girl?" she turned to me with a smug smile and motioned for me to follow. Sarah charged in from the living room and straight into Chelseas' arms. "Hey Sissy! We gotta talk babe! Come with me!" Like a flash, they were gone, just as Jan emerged around the corner and into the kitchen, laughing at them as they passed. "We can let them talk alone for a while," Jan started, " but I think maybe we should all talk together about things as well. You?" "I'm good Jan. What you think will be important, where your daughter is concerned, I think is important as well. Am I safe in assuming you to had a little chat?" "We did" she said after a bit of reflextion. "Her response was more than I had secretly hoped for. She apparently has suspected what you and Chelsea were up to for a while, but didn't dare say anthing. She is very excited about the prospect of being part of your family fun, if you would have her. I didn't include the part where you fucked me senseless this afternoon, but that will take care of itself" she winked. She yelled back toward the stairs, "Sarah! You two come down here please!" Stomp,stomp, crash, slam... the usual teenager noises... Suddenly there where four of us in the kitchen. "We should retire to the living room where it's more comfortable. I don't know about you Tim, but I could use a drink." "Anything brown is good by me Jan" was my response. With drinks, and daughters, in hand we adjourned to the considerably more spacious and comfortable living room. There was an uncomfortable silence as we all sat there. Fortunately Janice managed to break the ice. "I'm assuming we all had approximately the same talk. Chelsea, did your Dad tell you about what he and I discussed earlier?" My daughter looked like she was going to boil over with excitement. "Yes ma'am. If Sarah wants to join us, and if you say she can? Oh my god! That would be the best! I am so happy I can't stand it!" "I think there is someone else who still needs to weigh-in on the subject" I interjected. "Sarah, what are your feelings on this? You need to make your feelings and desires known sweety. I know that I need to what you think about all this." Sarah turned a fairly deep shade of red as I had unwittingly put her on the spot. We all waited patiently while she stared rather nervously at her lap formulating an answer. "I love all of you so much, and I think it is so cool that you guys want to include me in the... fun...haha. I would so love to , but I am WAY not into having a baby now! I mean, someday I do, but I do not want to be pregnant right now. I am not ready for that." Chelsea was the first to chuckle, followed closely by me. "Sarah honey" I told her, "getting pregnant or not is a choice for us, not a requirement. We both, Chelsea and I, decided not to use any birth control, but it was never a condition. If you want to join us, I think we would both love it. You don't want to get pregnant? Thats fine too. We can address that as well, but it won't change how we feel about you. Sex can be alot of fun and we all do what we can to make it as much fun as possible. No baby? No problem!" She relaxed a little as she mulled that over. "Mom told me a little about the relationship she had with her Dad and I wished I could have something like that too. I have to admit that I have always been jealous of Chelsea for being with you. I know your not my real Dad but sometimes when we are all out riding or whatever, it almost feels like I am! I really like that feeling." She clearly had more to say but seemed to be struggling to find the words, fidgeting in her seat. We waited patiently while Sarah formulated the rest of her statement. "If I could join you guys in your..... loving... that would be so perfect. I would love to experiance even, like 10% of the feelings that you two have for each other." I glanced at Janice. She looked at me as well and gave a knowing wink while undoing the top buttons of her blouse. "I think we all want that feeling Sarah." I said. "Maybe we can all explore it together. Life is more fun when you have friends to share it with. Agreed?" Smiles all around was all the answer any of us needed. End Part 3................................................................ .........................