Message-ID: <8480eli$9802151210@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: <URL:http://www.qz.to/erotica/assm/Year98/8480.txt> From: sweets1140@aol.com (Sweets1140) Subject: sweets Stories: Part 26 (Mff, pre, mc) Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: <usenet-approval@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded <story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Story-Submission: <story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Original-Message-Id: <19980215010900.UAA12797@ladder02.news.aol.com> Sweets Stories: Part 26 His worries about losing access to his baby girl once his wife returned to work and Sweets went into daycare nearly dissolved with the news of brother's heart attack. He thought it impossible that the eldest in his large family who was only forty could be struck down. Ed had two daughters, his wife had left him for another man last year and he always seemed to be the picture of health. How could this have happened? The doctors had bypass surgery planned almost immediately and Ed's worries about his girls, Cathy and Celia reached his wife's ears. She offered to take them in while Ed was hospitalized and until he got back to work. She decided to postpone her return to work for six months and keep Sweets at home for awhile. He thought about two alert young girls in his house as adding danger to his getting caught touching his baby girl and having his near nightly orgasm beside her crib. The risk of being found out tripled with their arrival. They moved in to the spare bedroom after Ed's surgery. He hauled in their cd players, doll collection and pile after pile of their clothes, pictures, books, and the stuff of young girls he had never seen before. Mirrors, make-up, they seemed young for that, posters, jewelry boxes and earring trees, a small tv and more things than he could remember. This nearly wore him out so he had them make up the twin beds and get their own towels while he went looking for a beer. The older one, Cathy was fifteen and in a world of her own already tying up his phone. The younger one, Celia, was different somehow. Her too tight tube top barely covered budding breasts that seemed too large for a girl just turned thirteen. She seemed almost top heavy with those boyishly slim hips and that small high round behind in those too tight jeans. Celia wore clogs that clattered on his wooden floors so carefully finished by his own hand. Her ash-blond hair in that elastic at the back of her head looked like it needing washing. He had a twinge of conscience as he recalled she may be missing her mother who probably got after her for things like that. He began to feel protective of her and hoped she would be happy here with his family. She certainly liked Sweets. That baby girl loved her tickling and laughing with her. He felt a pang of jealousy as she reached for a clean pair of training pants and blocked his view while she put them on. Celia said she knew alot about babies from baby sitting as she put Sweets on her lap while his penis jumped at the prospect that Celia would hand her to him when she finished changing her. He sat across the room and watched them together. Celia was bouncing Sweets on her lap and sliding her down her legs. As the bouncing continued, he began to watch Celia's breasts moving a little under that tube top. When she raised her arms he could see her stomach which was smooth and flat. Then he spotted her jeans working their way into her pussy slit and could not take his eyes off that. He wondered how it would feel to touch that deep crease with his finger. He felt an erection start and rearranged himself in the chair. Watching his baby girl's legs, the ones he licked when she peed standing up sometimes, as they jounced and watching those jeans dig in deeper made his mouth water and his penis twitch. He could feel the pressure beginning in his anus and he knew his testicles would hurt before this day ended. Standing up was out of the question as his bulge grew bigger no matter what he did to think of something else. He asked his wife to bring him another beer and she called back from the kitchen, got my hands full, can you get it yourself? His groan caught Celia's attention and she put Sweets down on the floor, looked at him nearly bent over in the chair across from her and offerred to get the beer for him. His relief was indescribable. He began get control of himself then he watched her walk to the kitchen and noticed her underpants were showing at the top of her jeans in the back. That view endeared him to her almost as much as watching the jeans nearly split her open. As she lowered the can to the table beside him, he caught a whiff of her scent, so earthy and so in need of a bath. He all of a sudden wanted to give her one, right then, but his returning erection reminded him to stifle the thoughts that arose from her smell and too tight jeans. As she turned he saw those underpants again. They looked kind of gray but he was gone in a reverie of pulling them off, putting his nose into the crotch and smelling near the line of feces he just knew would be there. She seemed unaware of her effect upon him and resumed her seat across from him sliding down into the chair with her legs apart while he watched that slit standing out from across the room. She began swinging one leg which make her breasts move a little. He could not breathe or pick up his beer. He was saved by Sweets who asked to hop up on his lap. She would cover his rock hard penis until he could get out the chair and carry her out of the room. He left the beer on the table and began the exit process with as much grace as he could muster while Celia watched. to be continue... Sweets Stories: 2/98d -- +--------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `------------+ | story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us | story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us | | Archive site +--------------------+------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | <http://www.qz.to/erotica/assm/><http://www.qz.to/erotica/assm/faq.html>