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   This story contains elements of explicit sexual nature.

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know why you have opened this one.  Maybe to be offended, so you can
complain about how awful it is that somebody writes stuff like this.  If
that's the case, my advice is to seek professional help.  You need it.  If
you are not allowed to read stories like this, I will not be held
responsible, if you choose to continue.  But don't worry; it's all fantasy.

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patient work, correcting and editing my stories, and their constant
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   The Neighbour's daughter.  Chapter 20.



   Nothing happened; not the next week, not the next month.  I didn't dare
to believe that everything was going to be ok, but I gradually stopped
thinking about the next catastrophe to happen.

   Sophie still saw Nina, but Nina had a boyfriend and that put a limit to
how often they could see each other.  They still had sex sometimes, but I
think it was mostly when Nina couldn't see her boyfriend, or when I was
away on a course or something like that.  It may sound strange, but it
didn't bother me at all.  I guess I was used to it and it was Sophie's well
established right to have sex with Nina.

   Naturally, Nina's boyfriend and I weren't away at the same dates, which
meant that sometimes, I'd come home after Nina and Sophie had enjoyed each
other.  In these cases, Sophie didn't let Nina get her off.  Sophie saved
up for me and I knew instantly as soon as I came through the door.  She
would be very excited.

   Often, she would tell me that she'd been very naughty and cheated on me
with Nina.  It usually meant that she wanted me to spank her.  After the
initial shock of her little stunt with the clothespins, I'd realised that
being spanked really did turn her on, and in a way it also turned me on, so
we still did it every now and then.

   Nina also visited us with her boyfriend.  It wasn't exactly formal, but
still different from when Nina visited us alone.  Her boyfriend was a nice
guy.  Before one of those visits, I think it was in September, Sophie asked
me if I would like to try something with Nina and her boyfriend, sexually
that is.

   "No, I don't think that's a good idea, Sophie.  To be honest, I don't
think I'd like to see you with another man," I said.

   "I don't want to be with another man, but Nina would like to try to be
with two men and . . .  well, I love to be with Nina and you at the same
time," Sophie said.

   "I know it's irrational, but to me, being with you and Nina are
different.  You and Nina together are different, too.  I would never even
consider being with Nina without you.  I don't love Nina, I love you and
she can probably give you something extra, but she can't replace me, I'm
sure.  I mean, we have shared each other when we have been together the
three of us.  I don't want to share you with anybody but Nina and I think
Nina's boyfriend will find it very strange to be left out and only be
allowed to touch Nina, while the rest of us is allowed to do whatever we
want."

   "I never thought of it that way," Sophie said.

   "Are you disappointed?" I asked her.

   Sophie thought about it for a moment.  If she really wanted to do it, I
guess I would have said yes.

   "No.  I don't want to have sex with Nina's boyfriend.  I just want Nina
and you," she said.

   "Does Nina's boyfriend know anything about what is going on between you
and Nina?" I asked.

   "No.  Nina haven't told him, but we talked about doing it, you know, the
four of us.  She hasn't said anything to him about that, either."

   "Will Nina be disappointed?"

   "No, I don't think so.  You know, she said she expected you to be too
square and homophobic to ever want to do anything like that," Sophie
giggled.

   "Perhaps she's right.  And perhaps her boyfriend will be scared to death
by the thought of having sex with another man present.  Who knows, maybe I
would try to seduce him."

   We both laughed.  Nina was probably right: I was too square and too
homophobic.

   "Are you sure you don't mind that I still do it with Nina sometimes?"
Sophie asked.

   "I know it sounds strange, but yes, I'm sure.  As long as I know that
it's me you love.  I mean, if Nina took something away from me, I'd be
jealous, but as it is, I think she gives back something.  I still think it
is exciting to fantasise about the two of you together, and I would be
lying if I said I didn't enjoy the times that we were together.  Perhaps
she can give you something that I can't give you.  I just want you to be as
happy as possible, and I can still give you something she can't give you."

   Sophie giggled and blushed.

   "Would you like to be with both of us again?" she asked.

   "It would be unfair to her boyfriend, don't you think?"

   "I don't know.  It's different, the three of us, at least to me and also
to Nina, I think."

   "I'm not sure her boyfriend would agree," I said.

   "You're always so righteous!" Sophie said.

   "I would be very sad if you cheated on me," I replied.

   Sophie looked down, timidly.

   "But I am cheating on you, with Nina."

   "You can't be cheating if I say it's OK.  I'll let you know if I think
it's too much or if I feel jealous about it, OK?"

   "I don't want to hurt you, but . . .  I mean, it's only fun . . .  you
know, Nina and me.  It feels good.  She means a lot to me, still.  You mean
more to me, but I can't let go of Nina.  It's so difficult," Sophie said.

   "Hey, who said it was going to be easy," I said and pulled her close to
me.  "I want you to be happy, really happy.  Nina is a part of your life
and you can't just throw her away, I know.  Don't feel guilty about it."

   "I'll try," Sophie sniffled.

   "I'll come home early and watch you one day, if that will make you feel
better," I joked.

   Sophie giggled through her tears.

   - - -

   I didn't come home early to watch them together, mainly because they
didn't really plan when it happened, it just sort of happened, and
gradually less frequently, perhaps once a month.  Schoolwork, Nina's
boyfriend and I took up most of the girls' time.

   One weekend in early November, Nina's boyfriend was going on a training
camp from Friday to Sunday; he played soccer.  Nina and Sophie had planned
to spend Saturday together.  They wanted to go shopping and then come back
to our house.

   It was a blistering cold day.  I had lit a good fire in the fireplace
and made hot chocolate with whipped cream for them when they returned with
cold, blushing cheeks.  They hadn't bought very much, but they were in a
really silly mood, giggling and whispering together, just like they used
to. I suddenly realised how much Sophie had matured in the last couple of
years.  Here they were on my sofa, acting just like when they were fifteen.
It felt like a case of deja-vu.

   They were whispering about different things now, or perhaps not that
different.  Back then I didn't know what they were really whispering about.
The whipped cream yielded a lot of giggling comments from both Nina and
Sophie: Had I made it myself?  - Would there be any left for Sophie and so
on.  When Nina left the room for a moment to go to the toilet, I already
knew what Sophie was going to ask me.

   "I know that you think it's wrong, but couldn't you forget about Nina's
boyfriend, just today?  We both think it would be great to be together,
You, Nina and me." Sophie asked.

   She looked at me with her most innocent and pleading expression on her
face.  She didn't have to.  I had already thought about it and it was too
tempting to turn down.  Nina's boyfriend was not really my problem; at any
rate I couldn't care, not that day.

   "I think I could forget about morals, just today," I said.

   "Oh, goody," Sophie said excited.  "We have been talking about it all
day and I'm so hot.  I really want to be . . .  really naughty.  Do
everything."

   Mina came in and caught the last sentence.

   "You want to be do everything?" she giggled.  "Dinner and the dishes?"

   "NO, silly!  You know what I mean."

   "No I don't," Nina giggled.  "Show me!"

   "OK," Sophie said.

   She stood up and undressed.  This was certainly not the innocent little
Sophie from a few years back.  This was the confident, sensual and mature
Sophie, almost eighteen.  Still, she giggled shyly when she sat down again.


   "You know what I mean now?" Sophie asked Nina.

   "No, I'm not quite sure," Nina teased her.  "Show me more."

   Sophie leaned over and kissed Nina.  Nina giggled and shook her head.

   "No, I still don't get it," she said.

   Sophie began to unbutton Nina's shirt.  She took it off and released
Nina's tits from the constriction of her bra.  The fire had made the living
room nicely warm, but this show made the temperature go up several degrees.
Sophie leaned forward and took one of Nina's nipples between her teeth. 
She looked up at Nina, biting her nipple lightly.  Nina shivered and shook
her head.

   Sophie sat up again and unbuttoned Nina's jeans.  She peeled them off,
taking the diminutive panties down as well.  Sophie pushed Nina back to a
lying position and pulled her legs apart, one over the back of the sofa,
the other on the floor.  She lowered her face to Nina's pussy and gave her
a long, slow lick from the delicate flesh just under her vagina up to her
clit, letting her tongue dig in between Nina's already swollen lips. 
Sophie looked questioningly up at Nina again.  Nina was breathing faster,
but she still shook her head.

   I had followed their act with growing excitement and even though I loved
to watch at them together, I was pleased when Sophie left Nina, still
splayed out on the sofa, and walked over to me.  She began to undress me
without a word.  When I was naked, she knelt in front of me and let her
tongue slide up my shaft.  Again, she looked over at Nina.  Nina, who was
slowly rubbing her pussy, shook her head.

   Sophie wrapped her hand around my shaft and motioned me to follow her to
the sofa.  Nina's head was on the armrest and she tilted it backwards. 
Sophie held my cock against Nina's partly open mouth and gently pushed me
forward.  She left me there and got up on the sofa on top of Nina.  Leaning
over Nina, Sophie pulled my cock out of Nina's mouth and took me into her
own mouth.  Then she gave it back to Nina with her mouth, delivering it in
a kiss, my cock caught between them.

   After a while, Sophie whispered: "Let's go into the bedroom."

   We spent the next hour licking, sucking and caressing each other.  Nina
licking Sophie while I licked Nina, me and Nina licking and sucking Sophie,
me licking Nina, who was licking Sophie, who was licking me.  Every
combination you can think of, we did it, constantly changing position.  We
were just teasing, not attempting to make each other come.

   Finally, Nina ended up with her legs pushed up to her chest, held back
by me.  Sophie was lying on her stomach in front of Nina with two fingers
inside her and one finger teasing her arse.  We were both trying to lick
Nina's clit at the same time, which was a bit awkward, but very exciting.
Our tongues touched over Nina's clit, and one could truly say that we were
sharing Nina.

   I let Sophie take care of Nina's pussy and moved up her lovely tits,
sucking and licking her nipples.  Nina was going out of her mind, throwing
her head from side to side.  Sophie was in a teasing mood.  She stopped
licking Nina and looked up at her.

   "So, do you know what I mean now?" she asked.

   "Yes," Nina whimpered.  "Please don't stop.  Make me come."

   We did make her come and as soon as she had calmed a little, we changed
position again.  Sophie pushed me over and crawled on top of me.  She
lowered her pussy to my face and took my cock greedily into her mouth. 
Nina sat up next to her.

   "Show me that you can take it all," she said to Sophie.

   Sophie had practised a lot since the first time and she only needed a
few attempts before my cock went all the way into her mouth and down her
throat.  I groaned into her pussy.  At this point, I was on the edge of
coming and I think Sophie knew that.  She quickly released my cock and let
me rest for a moment.  I continued my attack on her pussy, but Sophie
suddenly moved further down my body and lowered herself onto my cock.  Nina
got the clue and lay down between our legs.  She began to lick Sophie while
Sophie slowly rotated her hips with my cock deep inside her pussy.  I
reached up, cupping Sophie's tits, squeezing them gently, and played with
her nipples.

   We didn't stay in that position for long.  Nina pushed Sophie gently
down on top of me, then motioned us to lay in our side.  Sophie raised her
leg to give Nina access and Nina presented her pussy to Sophie's mouth.  My
cock was still inside Sophie and I was about to go nuts, not only because
Sophie's pussy tightened around my cock when Nina licked her, but also
because Nina not only licked Sophie, she also played with my balls.  I
couldn't hold back any longer and began to fuck Sophie hard and fast.  I
came before she did, but stayed inside her while Nina drove her over the
edge.

   We were a mess afterwards.  We were all very sweaty, Sophie with my cum
running down her legs, and Nina with Sophie juices and my cum smeared all
over her face.  I'd prepared dinner in advance - lasagne - and I put it in
the oven while we all showered together.  We washed each other thoroughly,
and my cock was already beginning to wake up again when we had finished
showering.

   After dinner, we arranged all the pillows we could find plus our duvets
and some blankets in front of the fireplace.  We did every thing we
possibly could think of and wanted to do.  First, the girls did a little
show for me.  They sat facing each other and masturbated.  After a while,
they lay down side by side, kissing and fondling each other's tits and
pussies.  Funny, but one of the most erotic things two girls can do, if you
ask me, is kiss each other deeply.  The show quickly restored my erection.

   I joined the girls on the floor and after that it was hands, lips, and
tongues all over.  We continued for hours and I had to take a break every
now and then.  That didn't mean that the girls got a break, just that there
were two sets of lips, tongues and hands on one girl.

   In the end, even Nina was too sore to go on.  Her pussy was red and
inflamed, her clit looked like it had been grounded with sanding paper. 
Sophie looked the same.  Nina and Sophie made a bet about who would get my
cum.  They took turns blowing me, two sucks each at a time.  They did their
best and it was pretty hard to hold back.

   Sophie won, but only just.  The first jet shot into her mouth just after
she had taken over after Nina, She had only just closed her lips around my
cock.  Nina claimed that it had to be a draw, since Sophie didn't actually
have to suck to make me come.  I don't know where they found the energy,
but they began to fight over it.  Just for fun, of course and it didn't
take long before they gave up and splashed out on the floor next to me.  We
could hardly get up, when we decided to take a shower and call it a night.

   - - -

   I didn't feel guilty afterwards.  I think we needed to live it all out.
Nina's boyfriend was replaced shortly after, but it had nothing to do with
our Saturday night.  It took several more tries for Nina to find the right
one.  We never stopped seeing her, but it was the last time we had sex
together.  Nina and Sophie still reminisce about old times every now and
then, physically.  I can tell, because Sophie sometimes is very hot, when
she has seen Nina.

   As I already mentioned, the relationship between Sophie's mum and us
never became really good.  Not even when we married.  Sophie wanted her
father to walk her up the isle and I think that he was truly happy about
that.  He said it was the proudest moment of his life.

   We had invited Sophie's grandparents as well.  It was a good opportunity
to try and get the family back together, but we didn't get any reply.  To
our surprise, Sophie's maternal grandmother showed up in the church.  She
cried all the time.  I'm not really sure if it was because she was happy to
see Sophie married, or if it was because she was sad about all the things
she'd missed.  She didn't stay long enough for us to ask her and we didn't
see her again, despite several letters and phone calls.

   So far, we have lived happily ever after.







   The End.





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