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 THIS STORY IS ENTIRELY FICTIOUS.  I DO NOT CONDONE OR APPROVE OF ANY SEXUAL
ACTIVITY WITH ANYONE UNDER AGE.  PERIOD!!!  IF THIS TYPE OF MATERIAL
OFFENDS YOU IN ANY WAY, DO NOT READ THIS STORY AND PLEASE GO ELSE WHERE!!!
IF YOU ARE UNDER AGE, READ NO FURTHER AND CLOSE THIS PAGE IMMEDIATELY!!!

   CHAPTER 3 (Story Time)

   My cut-offs have almost dried and my cock has soften a little, so I head
to the girls room for a bedtime story.  Rather than knocking, I listen to
see if they are asleep.  I hear nothing, so I quietly open the door to
check.  The night stand light is on, and both girls are in bed together,
but I see movement under the covers.  Is this an ambush?  Are they going to
get back at me for dunking them in the pool?  So, after I quietly shut the
door, I drop to all fours, and crawl around the bed to the far side by the
wall.  I lay flat on the floor and just wait and listen.

   I see the covers move, and then I hear whispers.  The 6 year old says,
"see - I told you we shouldn't have rubbed his wee-wee in the pool.  He's
mad as us now and won't read a story".  The 9 year old says, "I bet he
will. He was really hard, so I know he liked it!  Just wait a little
longer. Maybe he had to go pee again.  Remember he drank beer all day".  I
still hold my breath and wait.  A few minutes pass then I hear the 9 year
old says, "rub me there again".  Now I'm really listening and I hear
tussling, and the 9 year old says, "Yeah, right there.  Put your finger in
a little way".  A couple EWE'S and AH'S, and a long groan and here comes my
cock again.

   Suddenly there are footsteps down the hall way, and I hear quick
shifting on the bed, a "SSSSH!" and then silence.  As the steps pass by, I
hear the bathroom door shut.  The 9 year old says, "That's Papa, he's in
the bathroom.  I'll bet he'll be here in a little bit." Again, quietly I
wait, and sure enough I hear shifting on the bed and the groans start
again. I move slowly to the foot of the bed, and very carefully lift the
covers at the foot of the bed, and pier under.  Both girls have their
nighty up around their belly, and each of them is rubbing the others pussy.
WTF???  Have I been missing something like this all this time???

   Gee, what to do?  They knew they were rubbing my cock.  Do they want to
rub it some more, or do they want me to rub their little pussies?  Well, I
think I'll play dumb.  I lower the covers and as I stand up quietly, I step
around to the side of the bed.  I stay quiet, as the commotion under the
covers continues, along with the moaning and groaning, I wait a few moments
more.  While holding my finger to my lips to "SSSSH" them, I decide to lift
the covers for a better view.  Both girls eyes were closed, and eventually
the 6 year old opens her first.  Her eyes get as big as saucers, but she
doesn't scream, thank goodness!

   As she slowly removes her fingers from her sisters pussy, her sister
opens her eyes to see why she stopped, and her expressions is exactly the
same.  The 6 year old's eyes start to tear up, and I smile and tell her
it's OK.  That I was listening to them talk, and I know that they were
rubbing my cock in the pool.  You're not in trouble, and I won't tell.  As
I hold the covers up, the 9 year old slowly slides her hand away from her
sisters pussy, and I tell her that if she wants me to read a bedtime story,
they both have to continue what they were doing!

   The 6 year old smiles, and starts rubbing her sister again with wild
abandon, but the 9 year old looks a little apprehensive.  I tell her it's
really OK, and if she would like, I will sit on the foot of the bed while I
read their story, so they can rub my cock again with their feet, just like
in the pool.  This breaks the ice, and both girls grin ear to ear, so I
tell them that I'll be right back.  I go grab one of the kids books from
the play room and my LED book light from the den, and change into my really
loose fitting running shorts.

   When I return, I see commotion under the covers again, grinning, I shut
the door, and turn off the bed side light.  I clip my LED light to the
book, lift the covers, and climb onto the foot of the bed.  Sitting cross
legged, I pull the covers up over my lap and around my waist.  This way if
someone does come in, the room is very dark, and everyone and everything is
covered.  As I adjust the covers, I feel the girls scoot down toward me,
and then feel their feet on my crossed ankles.  Another scoot, and contact.
Two tiny, soft feet start rubbing my straining cock.  Both girls giggle,
and if my cock had deflated any, it was back at full staff now.

   Some how, "Little Red Riding Hood" seamed a little out of place at this
time, but, anyway...  "Once upon a time..." As i read the story, I could
feel their feet fighting for position.  One movement collided with my
testicles, and I quietly warned them about cracking my nuts.  They were
fine after that, and at one point, it felt like all four of their feet were
rubbing or in contact with my throbbing cock, and over inflated balls.  I
know I missed sentences and paragraphs every once in a while, but no one
was paying attention to the story anyway.  At one point, I felt what I
believed to be a hand on my cock, and as it squeezed, I reached under and
moved it up and down.  When I released it, who ever it was, continued the
action.

   A few moments later, a second hand joined the first, and after a
commotion under the covers, there were four hands rubbing and stroking my
ready to explode cock.  The feeling was incredible.  Not knowing who's
hands are who's, added to the excitement.  My reading of the story had been
intentionally loud so anyone passing by would hear the saga of poor red
riding hood, and would not pay any attention to what was going on in the
bedroom.  I now whispered that they need to stop, or my cock would squirt
some stuff out and make a mess on their bed sheets.  As their hands left my
cock, I breathed a sigh of relief, but after the usual commotion, I could
feel all four feet again.

   I hear the toilet flush in the next room, then foot steps in the hall
and two little faces pop up from under the covers at the head of the bed.
The foot steps pass by, and then I hear them clopping down the stairs.  I
tell the girls I had better get back down stairs to see what's going on, as
I exit the covers at the foot of the bed.  After they both register a
complaint, I tell them that I will be sleeping in the basement bedroom
tonight, and they can come visit me after everyone is a sleep.

   They both smile, and as I walk to the side of the bed for a goodnight
kiss, the 6 year old sits up, and wraps her tiny hand around my still
throbbing cock through my shorts.  The 9 year old, not to be out done, does
the same, and as much as I want to feel their hands on my cock, I tell them
that we can continue this later in the basement bedroom when everyone is
asleep.  More groans, but they relinquish their grasp, and lay back down. I
kiss them each goodnight on their forehead, tuck the covers up around them
and I'm out the door, heading back down the stairs.