Start part 2................................................................ ................................................................. ............................................. <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 'Real Country Living - pt. 2' "Wow, you guys don't waste any time do you!" She smiled wide as us. "By the way, I could hear you two all the way across the field. I mean,that was LOUD!" With a wink, she adds, "Must have been really good." Sarah stared at us in amazement as I would imagine anyone might. How often do you walk into a neighbors house and see a 13 year-old bent over the family couch being fucked senseless by her father. For most people, I'm thinking, not very often. However, that was exactly the scene my daughters friend encountered. "Good doesn't even come close! We're not thinking 'time' Sarah" My Daughter answered. "We're thinking fun!" I was still slowly sawing in and out of my girls full pussy as Sarah stared at the river of cum running down her best friends leg. "I still can't get over how you guys don't care if you get pregnant. I mean... you say your not really trying? I mean, it looks to me like your trying! Alot!" Sarah winked at her friend. "I think he performs better with an audiance." We all laughed out loud at that one. I pulled my still rigid dick out of my daughters saturated cunt and proceeded to search for my pants, as Chelsea straightened her skirt and went around, sans shirt, to sit on the couch, and Sarah sat right beside her. After regaining, and donning, my pants, I sat on Sarahs other side. "You two look so beautiful and so happy. Like just now when you were... fucking..." She blushed at saying the word out loud. "You both looked... just happy to be together. I mean like, TOTALLY together!" I couldn't help but laugh at that. "Nice choice of words Sarah. I think you could definetly call what we just were 'together'. I think that's a very good word." I couldn't help but notice that as we talked, Sarahs eyes went more than once toward the still prominent bulge in the front of my only partly done-up pants. Aparently Chelsea noticed as well and, leaning over in front of Sarah, pulled my zipper the rest of the way down, and fished my erect cock out for all to see. Sarah could not help but openly stare now, as Chelsea slowly stoked my still wet cock. "Doesn't it look yummy Sarah?" My daughter asked. "Looks good enough to eat I think." Sarah watched as her friend half slid, half rolled across her lap, and planted her mouth directly onto the head of my cock. I groaned with pleasure as she licked her way down one side and back up the other, before taking the head in her mouth and sucking the majority of of my cock deeply into her mouth. Along with my own, I had noticed Sarahs breathing becoming somewhat eratic as she wiggled slightly in her seat, watching Chelsea demonstrate her fellatio skills. Lifting her head, and releaseing the head of my sick with a loud 'SMACK', Chelsea looked Sarah in the eye and asked seductively, "You want some of this? There's plenty to go around." Moving from laying across her fiends lap to kneeling on the floor, Chelsea moved up in between my legs. With her bare chest inches from my cock,she reached for Sarahs hand and gently pulled it to my firm dick. Tentitively, Sarah closed her soft hand aound my cock and slowly stroked it,trying to imitate her friends earlier actions. The feeling was electric. Chelsea leaned in and licked the head of my penis as her friend stroked, making sure that it stayed nice and wet so Sarahs hand would slide smoothly. Flicking her tongue down my dick and across Sarahs fingers, she gently sucked my balls into her mouth, one, then the other. "Come over here and have a taste Sarah" my little girl told her. Without any further encouragement,Sarah leanded over and place the tip of my cock at her lips and gave a little lick. Following her first taste she licked more and more until she and Chelseas tongues met in the middle. A brief amount of tongue wrestling later, they both sat up quickly and stared at each other in amazement, then smiled and laughed out loud. A little more relaxed now, they both returned to their minstrations on my dick. I sat and wondered how the last few days had played out, to put me right here, right now, with to red hot teenagers' mouths, both trying desperately to elevate me to orgasm. It was a wonderful place to be, and one hell of a sight to behold. Sarah taking as much of my hardness into her mouth as she could, and Chelsea licking and rubbing what was left. "Feel him swelling Sarah? He's getting ready to cum, I can tell. Do you feel it too?" Sarah moaned around my cock in acknowledgement. "I sure am!" I struggled to say. "Get ready my little lovers. Daddy's gonna blow!" "Let him cum in your mouth Sarah! Trust me, I know you will love it as much as I do!" Barely had those words escaped my daughters lip, when I groaned loadly and sent a long blast of sperm into Sarahs waiting, yet totally unprepaired, mouth. She squeeled in surprise and recieved two more large doses before she could react. As she quickly pulled her head away, another shot flew from my prick and landed Chelseas chest. Like a flash my girl had her lips encircleing my cock and sucking like mad, trying to pull more cum out of me, successfully I might add. With a sigh of conntentment, she leaned back and swallowed. We both looked at Sarah, who was still sitting there with a mouthful of my cum, and seemed unsure as to what to do about it. "Swallow it Sarah" My daughter instructed. "It tastes wonderful." After a moments contemplation, she did just that, swallowing hard. She had a strange expression as she swallowed, but that was quickly replaced by surprise and what looked like a feeling of accompishment. "That wasn't bad at all! Kind of weird, but yummy!" "I told you you would like it. I love the taste of my Daddys cum and knew you would too." Sarah smiled at her friend and gave us both a tight hug."Thank you so much you guys! It is so cool for you to let me in and include me. These have been the greatest two days of my life! I love both of you so much." "We love having you here Sarah' Chelsea answered. " You are closer to me than any sister could be. You are supposed to be here and we love you huge!" "I hate to change the subject ladies," I said, "but, and suggestions for food? I, for one, haven't had a thing to eat today, and with all the exercise I have been getting, I have to keep my strength up." "I should run home and check in with Mom and see what she has going on first" Sarah commented. "I'll come with you!" Chelsea added, as she retreived the pieces of her previously discarded ensemble. In moments they were both dressed, smiling, out the door, and dashing across the field, holding hands as they ran, leaving me half dressed, hungry, and reeling from the afternoons events. It was about 30 minutes later, after finding something small to snack on, I saw Janice meandering across the field. Deciding it might be best if I was more dressed, or at least less naked, when neighbors come calling, I scrambled to find my clothes. I actually managed to be be moderately presentable by the time she reached the house. She saw me looking as she came onto the deck, and I waved her inside. After closing the door behind her, I noticed Janice seemed uneasy. She obviously wanted to say something, but appeared to be fighting it back. Finaly, I asked, "Is everything alright Jan? Sit down. Is something the matter?" She looked like she was searching for something. I was begining to get worried when, at long last, she looked at me. "Tim. I don't know if I should even be here. I feel strange saying anything but I can't help it." "Go ahead Jan. Anything. I hope I can help you. Just say what you want to say." "Ok. Here goes. Just now, when the girls came running in the house to talk to me, I saw, I swear I saw, uh... something running down Chelseas leg. I am sure it was.. you know... cum." I sat quietly and listened as Janice composed herself and her thoughts. "I think, I know, it was, like, sperm. I know I sound crazy and I feel crazy for being here Tim. Please, swear you won't freak out after I say what I am going to say." "I promise Jan. Say anything, please." "I am sure it was sperm but I could not help thinking," Very long pause, and a deep breath, "Was it yours? I mean, I don't know for sure what it was, and I didn't ask Chelsea about it. I just got to thinking and I hope your not pissed at me, but I had to ask." You could have knocked me over with a feather right then. After quick thought I decided that, if she was so sure and, if she had wanted to, I would currently be being dragged out the door by several large policeman. She didn't call the law. She came here instead. For better or worse, I decided to bank on our friendship and be honest with her. "Yes Jan. It is mine. Having said this out loud, I have to say I'm very concerned about what this will mean." Apparently, that was the right answer, because she immediately relaxed in her seat, as if every muscle in her body had been fully tensed, then released. "I have to tell you Tim, I'm shocked and relieved at the same time. I mean, Chelsea going around carrying your sperm inside her is scary and wonderful at the same time. Oh god, I'm not making any sense! I am trying to say, that at least it's not from running around with some boy or.. oh GOD, I'm babbling." She chuckled at herself. She gathered herself up again, and we renewed the conversation. "I want to ask you questions Tim, but I don't want you to feel like I'm grilling you for information. Knowing what I know now, I want to share something with you too." Jan Swallowed hard before continuing. "My Father and I had a sexual relationship also. It started when I was around 6, I think, and went on until he was killed in a car accident when I was 17. I want you to know also, I loved every second of it." I was slightly taken aback by Janices' confession, but also warmed by the fact that she felt it possible and neccesary to share it with me. "I suppose at this point Jan, I can afford to be and open book. I hope you feel the same." She nodded in response. "Ask me anything you want. I truly welcome it." I smiled widely at her, and she at me. "I guess I'll start with the obvious, how long?" ""Since just before her 11th birthday." "Are you guys taking any, you know, precautions?" "No" I answered point blank. That peaked her interest, I think. Janice thought on that for a moment. "So the possible result of this is ok?" "Absolutely" "With Chelsea too?" "Yes. We both know what will eventually happen, and I don't mean just can, I mean will. It's what we want." She looked interested in that response, not scared, or upset. Just interested. My last statement hung in the air for what seemed like hours. Jan seemed to be pondering her next move and, at this point, I was dying for her to share it. "I think I have to tell you something Tim." She stated very tentitively. "Something I have never told another living person. About a week before my father died, I found out I was pregnant. I had a boyfriend at the time and, of course, we were also having sex, but he always insisted that we use a condom. My father and I never did. Everytime we had sex, always shot off as deep in me as he could. He insisted that sperm was meant to be put inside a womans body, not wasted in a plastic bag. I never thought to tell him otherwise and, I have to admit, it felt realy nice. He cared for me so much that he wanted me to have part of him inside me? Wow, I thought." There was an uncomfortabley long pause in the coversation, then she added, "My Father is also Sarahs' Father." Janice sighed in relief, it was clear that a great weight had just slipped off her shoulders. "Did your Father ever know?" "No. My husband never knew either, nor does Sarah. You and I are the only two people who do. The reason I wanted you to know Tim, is that when I see Chelsea, I see a normal, happy, healthy girl. Well rounded, smart, and with a Father that clearly loves her. Knowing what I know now, I see there was always more to both of you that maybe I should have seen, but never thought to look." She giggled. "Am I making any sense at all here?" I smiled and assured her she was. "I'm honored that you would share this with me Jan, but I am still wondering why." " I loved my Dad very much Tim, and he loved me. I can't help but be jealous of you. We never felt the same way about each other as you two do. We never had the same bond that you and Chelsea share. You two together have gone beyond just being a Father and Daughter, more that lovers, more than family. You are both tied by a almost spiritual bond. It's easy for me to see that now" She smiled, but also looked a little hurt. "I wish I could have felt more like your daughter does, and I am also broken hearted that Sarah will never have the opportunity to feel the same way as Chelsea does, not really." Janice was near tears by this point. I stood went around the table to where she was. She stood and instantly threw her arms around me. I wrapped my arms around her and held her tight while she bawled into my shoulder After a very long 5 minutes or so she was slowly recovering from her outburst, apologizing for for dumping all that on me. 'Anytime Jan' was all I could say right then. Breaking our embrace,Jan thanked me for being there for her and listening to her tale. "It feels better than I thought possible to get that off my chest Tim. Even if the knowledge is of no use to anyone, I feel better now that it is out there." "Happy I could be here for you Jan. Hey. It's getting late. Why don't you and Sarah have dinner with us? Nothing fancy, just good food, good company. Sound like a plan?" "Deal, but only if I can help." "Done!" I repleyed. We got together things from the fridge that could be made quickly, or just needed to be heated up and before we knew it the table was full. A quick text to Chelsea and the girls were in the door in a flash. "Holy crap! You guys been over here cooking all this time?" Sarah commented. "No, but I can see why you might think that. I guess we went a little overboard in the food department. At least there's variaty!" Everyone laughed as we sat and ate. I had to smile, looking around the table,knowing that I was the only one that knew more about each person here than any other. Maybe someday it would all come out, but if it did, it would not nessecarily be from me and probably not here at the table. We all sat and ate and made small talk for a couple hours, after which it was unfortunately time for us all to go our seperate ways for the evening. After we cleared the table, I sent Chelsea off to the shower as I saw Sarah and Janice to the door. Sarah thanked me for a great afternoon and for dinner, followed by a hug. Jan thank me as well for dinner and for everything else and, with her daughter standing right there, gave me a big kiss. Not a friendly, neighbor type, peck on the cheek. This was a full on, on the lips, long, wet, kiss, then they were out and on their way home. My thoughts were everywhere. What a day this had been. The first of many more I hoped. I was brought back to reality as I passed the bathroom, when my lovely, naked daughter asked what was taking me so long. "Shower time old man! Lets go!" she chided. Yes indeed, a very good day. End Part 2................................................................ ................................................................. ......