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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 ;)

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<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.


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