("`-''-/").___..--''"`-._ `6_ 6 ) `-. ( ).`-.__.`) (_Y_.)' ._ ) `._ `. ``-..-' _..`--'_..-_/ /--'_.' ,' (((' (((-((('' (((( K R I S T E N' S C O L L E C T I O N _________________________________________ WARNING! This text file contains sexually explicit material. If you do not wish to read this type of literature, or you are under age, PLEASE DELETE THIS FILE NOW!!!! _________________________________________ Scroll down to view text -------------------------------------------------------- This work is copyrighted to the author © 2006. Please don't remove the author information or make any changes to this story. You may post freely to non-commercial "free" sites, or in the "free" area of commercial sites. Thank you for your consideration. -------------------------------------------------------- Naomi, Gina and Amy by The Rogue (ldavis50@iwon.com) *** This is the story of a mother, Naomi, who is a bartender, whom I am turned on to. After fucking her for a while, I find myself being invited "home to meet the girls." The "girls" turn out to be her daughters, 14 year old Gina and 13 year old Amy. While mommy is supposedly "finishing up supper" the girls start to show me they are into sex as much as their mother. Little did I know it was all with their mothers blessing. What a super supper it turned out to be, with promises of dessert to come. (MFff-teens, ped, orgy) *** If there is one truth in this life, it is that a hard dick has no conscience. Hi there. For those of you who may not have read some of my other stories, let me give you some background. I am 5'11" tall, and have weighed between 185 and 200 all of my adult years. I was a 4-sport athlete during my high school years, and played sports into college and in some overseas semi-pro football teams. I am considered by women to be the strong silent type, with a set of hazel green eyes that woman say can burn a hole right through them. I am not overly endowed. My cock reaches about 8" long and 3 ½ to 4 inches in circumference. But it, in addition to my tongue, provides enough stimulation to bring most women off 5 or 6 times during a sex act. I not only love fucking a nice hot, wet pussy, I love eating one. I speak in a soft, southern accent, and a few women have told me I have even gotten them off, just talking to them on the phone. I spent 27 years of my life in the United States Air Force, and traveled all over the world. I have slept with probably over 500 women, in 10 different countries, in my lifetime. Each and everyone was different and unique in her own way. The stories here are from those experiences. It was 1971. I was in Southern California. Being single and quite the rogue, I frequented many clubs in the area. But one I found particularly intriguing. I became an almost nightly visitor to it, simply because it was always full of women on the prowl. And in particularly because I had become a part time lover of the owners girlfriend. He had several businesses and spent many a night in Los Angeles. When he did, I spent those nights fucking his girlfriend's brains out. But it was just great sex between us, nothing more and nothing less, and she wasn't about to leave that treasure chest of money he was making, just because I gave her the sex of her life. So since she wasn't in it for love, and was hardly jealous, she actually kind of became a pimp of sorts for me. She would always let me know when they had hired a new bartender or waitress that she thought was available, and that she thought I would like to fuck. It actually was part of "our thing" too, because on the nights I was in bed with her, she would have me describe in detail the sex with the girls she was fixing me up with, while I was stroking her cunt. She got kind of a weird kick out of it. Sometimes I thought maybe she was on the verge of going bisexual on me, but every time I asked her about it, she would turn red and say it never crossed her mind. Somehow I doubted that, but what the hell. She was a great fuck, so why push it? But she deserves an entire story of her own later and about the day that she finally gave in to her curiosity. This one is about one of the new bartenders she had hired and told me about. She said this girl was a real looker, but had been in a bad relationship (haven't they all) for the past several years. She also told me the gal had a coupe of kids, but didn't think that would deter her from having a good time after work. She was scheduled to begin work the following Monday night, so along about 8 o'clock, I sauntered into the place and sat down at the bar next to Marlene and ordered a cold beer. She introduced me to Naomi, and winked at her as she said, "This is the one I was telling you about." Monday nights were rather slow in this place, so she pulled a stool up and sat down and started chatting with me. Marlene finally said, "I've got some work to do in the office, talk to you two later" and left. Naomi commenced to practically give me her life's story in the next hour or so. Bad marriage to a jealous guy that beat her up all the time. Couple of young girls to raise on her own. First job outside of being a homemaker for her chauvinist husband. Same story, different day from so many of the girls in this area. But I had to admit Marlene was right. This chick was a real looker. Super little body. Short blondish hair, with big brown eyes. Looked like about a 38C with a super looking ass in those tight jeans she was wearing. I could already feel my cock starting to stir with anticipation. Eleven o'clock rolled around and Naomi got a half-hour break. There was some slow music playing on the jukebox, so I pulled her out on the dance floor and started to work my magic on her. I pulled her close, and placed my right knee between her legs. With every step, I would let my knee lightly brush against her crotch area. She had both arms around my neck and her lips were lightly nuzzling my neck. Her breathing had increased, and I could feel her heart beating rather rapidly against my chest. I could tell she was becoming aroused and my cock started to get fairly stiff. "I really like you," I heard her whisper in my ear. "And Marlene tells me you really know how to treat a girl right. Do you think we could go out sometime?" she asked. "Sure, we can," I replied. "In fact, how about when you get off work tonight?" She reached up and ran her tongue in my ear and said, "That would be great. Let me call the babysitter and make sure she can stay over." We finished dancing and she ran back, made a phone call, and came back and with a wink said, "It's all set. She can stay." Finally two o'clock rolled around. She cashed out her register, and we headed for the door. Marlene gave us a little wink as if to say "you two are going to enjoy this night. Wish I could join you." I still thought Marlene wanted to try pussy eating, but just couldn't get the nerve up for it. Finally the day would come that I would be proven right. I led her over to my car and opened the door for her to slide in. I only lived about two blocks from this place, so shortly we were walking in the door of my apartment. As soon as the door was closed behind me, she turned and put her arms around my neck and gave me a long, deep kiss. I could feel her heart beating rapidly against my chest, and I would have bet if I had run my hand down her jeans that very moment, I would have found a wet pussy. She was horny as hell. No doubt about it. But I'm not one to rush things. Slowly, slowly. That's my motto. Take things slow and easy and enjoy. I finally broke from the kiss and asked her if she would like a drink. She nodded in the affirmative, so I broke out a bottle of Crown Royal, and splashed a generous amount over some ice cubes and handed one to her. She was smiling at me, and as she took the drink in one hand, the other hand went to my crotch and she started to rub the material covering my cock. "I've got an idea," the little minx said. "Why don't we see if what's under that pair of shorts needs a drink?" With that, she quickly unsnapped my shorts and in a flash unzipped them. She pushed them downwards, managing to take my underwear down with them. I stepped out of them and there I stood. Hard dick and all. She slowly unbuttoned my shirt, and removed it, as I managed to kick my shoes off. "Nice" she exclaimed, as she stroked my cock shaft with her free hand. No social niceties with this girl. She knew what she wanted and wasn't shy about it. "But I feel overdressed. Maybe we should remedy that." She sat her drink on the table, and I lifted her shirt over her head to reveal a magnificent set of breasts not encumbered by any bra. She came to me and pressed those magnificent tits against my chest as she started doing her tongue magic in my ear. She worked her mouth down my neck to my shoulders and suddenly she had taken one of my nipples in her mouth and was flicking at it with her tongue. Goddamn this girl knew what she was doing all right. She reached for her drink and took a long sip, and headed toward my cock. Before I knew it she had engulfed it in her mouth and was sloshing the Crown Royal all around the shaft, as she worked her head back and forth, up and down the shaft. At first it was cold from the drink, but then it got warmer and warmer. God, what a sensation. This girl certainly knew what she was doing. At long last she stood up and giving me a long kiss managed to remove her jeans to reveal she was wearing no underwear beneath them. I lifted her off her feet by her waist. She was holding on to my neck tightly, and wrapped her legs around my body. I could feel the wetness of her cunt against my stomach. Slowly I lowered her until the head of my cock was just touching her swollen, wet cunt lips. Reaching down with one hand, I moved my cock head up and down her swollen slit. I could feel some of her juices on my hand. She was lubricating my cock with her cunt juice and soon I stopped at the entrance to her love canal, and eased her down a couple more inches. What a sensation as I felt my cock head slide past her cunt lips and into her vaginal canal. She was moving her hips up and down, letting the head almost pop out, and then taking it back in, but taking it another inch or so deeper inside each time. I felt her juices start to run over my balls and down my thigh. I knew I wasn't far from filling her with hot juice of my own. But I wanted this to last. Somehow, I managed to walk down the hall to the bedroom as she continued to fuck up and down my shaft. I lowered her onto the bed, and pulled my shaft from her canal. She looked almost disappointed until I raised her knees, set her feet on the bed, and bent my face to her pussy. My tongue flicked against her swollen lips, and a little moan escaped her mouth. Using my thumbs, I opened her lips up wide and sent my tongue plunging deep inside her. I was rewarded by a buck of her hips, a little scream from her mouth and a shot of cum like I had never seen a woman do before. I had heard of women before, that ejaculated a lot like a man, but I had never been with one. I found my entire face saturated with her cum. And more was running down the edge of the bed. It kind of caught me off guard, but it was certainly a pleasant surprise. I reached up and took her clit in my mouth and started flicking it hard with my tongue. "Oh god! Oh god!" she was screaming. "I'm going to squirt again. Ahhhh shit! Fuck! Goddamn!!" she was screaming. And with that she let loose of another load of cum that hit my chest and streamed down my stomach toward my cock. Finally, I couldn't wait any longer. I stood up and plunged my dick home. Deep and hard. In and out. Her hips were moving to meet every plunge. She had her legs wrapped around my waist again, and was moving her pussy back and forth as fast as she could. There was just one stream after another coming out of her cunt. I felt the cum start to rise in my balls and could feel it making it's way up my shaft. Quickly I reached down and grabbed each side of her head, slid my cock out of her pussy and pulled her in a sitting position on the edge of the bed, and shoved my cock deep inside her mouth, just about the time it exploded. I could feel the head go down her throat and then I would pull it back to her lips and back down her throat. She was moaning something and had found her cunt with her fingers and was moving her hand in and out down there. I was shooting one hot load after another down her throat and she was swallowing every drop of that golden cum she could. Finally, exhausted, I pulled from her lips and fell beside her on the bed. She had drained me. Not an ounce of strength was left in my body. As I lay there, about to drift off, she reached over and kissed me. "Thank you," she said. "You were everything Marlene said you would be. And I'm sorry about not telling you that I am a squirter sometimes. I should have prepared you for it, even though it's been a long time since I was turned on enough to do it." "Don't be sorry, babe," I said. "It was a pleasant surprise. In fact, I loved it! I've never been with a gal that could literally fill my mouth with cum. In fact next time, I'm lying on my back with your pussy over my face, so you can do just that. Fill my mouth with your juices." "Damn you are great," she said as she grinned at me. "And look, I know that you are fucking Marlene every now and then, and I want you to know that I won't get jealous of that, as long as you can give me what I need too." I smiled at her and reassured her that there was plenty of me to go around, and even kind of suggested we might some night bring Marlene along and have a threesome. She didn't say no, but I did see a smile cross her lips, so I assumed she would go for it if Marlene would. I felt Marlene wanted to give it shot, deep down inside, but I knew it was going to take either some convincing or the exact right circumstances for it to happen. That was something I was going to have to work on. Well, we went on for two or three weeks, almost every night, having a good time. We were great together, and I had practically forgotten she had kids because she seldom left my place and went home before 5 or 6 in the morning. Then the day came. The day all single men regret. The invitation to dinner at her house, and a chance to MEET THE KIDS. It's a phrase that strikes fear in the true bachelor's soul. It's not that I didn't like kids. I did. Just as long as they were someone else's. But sometimes, in order to keep a good piece of ass happy, you just have to do it. Luckily this wasn't a first for me, so I knew if it got too deep, I would talk my way out of it. Funny how a story of how you are actually still married, but the wife is out of the country for a couple of years, studying abroad, can scare the bejeezus out of most women. So if worse came to worse that's the sob story I tell. It had worked before and I am sure would work again. Anyway, the big day arrived. I was to be at her place at 6. Not really wanting to go through with it, but decided I had no choice if I wanted to keep fucking Naomi, I made my way to her door at exactly 6 o'clock. She opened the door and motioned me in. She looked gorgeous. No jeans today. Short little mini skirt that showed off her legs and a white peasant blouse that just showed the shape of her ample breasts. Very little makeup, but then she was the kind that didn't really need it. Yep, I decided, she's up to something, and I was afraid that something included me becoming daddy. "Hey girls, come here," she hollered toward the back of the house. "Someone here I want you to meet." I heard footsteps coming down the hallway, and suddenly these two gorgeous little clones of Naomi appeared in the doorway. Both wearing the same clothes as their mother, and both could have been clones of her in her earlier years, except they both had a deeper olive color skin tone. I wasn't sure if that was genetics or if they just sunbathed a lot. I was also surprised by how old they looked to be. I was prepared for a couple of kids around 8 or 9, but they both looked to be much older than that. I had never asked their ages, nor even how old Naomi was. I had assumed that she was probably in her late twenties. But she had mentioned she was a virgin at 22 when she got married, so there was no way these girls could be as old as they looked if she was in her twenties. "Honey," I heard Naomi say to me. "This is Gina and Amy, my little girls." Opps, there's the start I thought. The "honey, I want you to meet," with a huge emphasis on honey. I was already starting to panic. "Girls, this is Loren, the man I have been telling you about. Now you be very nice to him" she said in kind of a funny way. Something weird starting to take place. That word "very" had a lot of emphasis on it. All sorts of shit was running through my mind. I was almost ready to bring out my "I'm sorry, but I'm still married and should leave story." "Hi there," they both chimed out together. Each one of them grabbed one of my hands and Gina said, "You come over here and sit down with us, while mom finishes up in the kitchen." They led me over to the coach and indicated I should sit down in the middle and one of them plopped down on each side of me. Okay. I had to find out. "How old are you girls?" I asked. Gina replied, "I'm 14 and Amy is 13." Wow! Doing the math I calculated that would have to make Naomi at least 36 or 37. Damn. Could have fooled me forever. No way did she look that old. No wonder she was so damn good in bed. She was experienced. "Now," Gina stated, matter-of-factly as she bore holes through me with her eyes. "I want you to tell us what you and mommy are up to every night, that she stays out so late." Wow! Talk about knock me over with a feather. This little girl gets right to it. No beating around the bush with her. "Well, uh," I was trying to decide what to say as quickly as I could. "You see, after work, your mommy is tired and we go have a few drinks and relax. So she can sleep good when she gets home." Somehow the way those two girls looked at me, told me they weren't buying that little song and dance number. "But," Amy protested, "The bars aren't open at 4 in the morning. Where do you take her to drink? And besides, you can't drink all night long." Well, she had me there. I managed to get something out about keeping booze at my apartment, and that we talked all night or some crap. I was just spitting it out as fast as I could make it up. As I sat there wondering what the hell they were going to ask me next, it suddenly hit me that Gina had laid her hand on my thigh and was awfully close to my cock area. "I'll bet I know what you are doing with mom that time of night," she purred and grinned at me. That little damn hand was getting awfully close to dangerous territory, and despite my head spinning, I felt my cock start to stir in my pants. "And it's not talking!" she exclaimed in a little minx sort of way. It was about that moment that her hand found its target. My now half-hard cock! Her hand encircled the shaft as she shifted her body up and onto her knees on the couch, facing me. "Well, look what I found Amy," Gina grinned, as she quickly unzipped my pants, reached expertly into my underwear and pulled my cock free from my clothing. "I'll bet he's using this to fuck mom every night" Damn, my head was spinning. What the fuck was going on here. Jeez, what if their mother walked in. How the fuck am I going to explain this? About that time, somewhere, in the distance I heard Naomi call out, "Are you girls taking good care of Loren?" "Oh yes mommy" they chimed out in unison. "We're taking very, very good care of him," they kind of giggled. "Okay girls," she replied. "Now don't do anything I wouldn't." What the fuck? Was this her way of letting me know that she knew what was going on in the living room, and that it was fine with her? I mean, what else could that last statement mean? It was about then that I realized Amy had shifted position on the couch, and had taken the head of my cock into her mouth. Gina was holding he shaft for her, and was quickly taking it into her mouth. "Umm, umm, umm," was all the sound I could hear coming from her mouth as her little head bobbed up and down my cock shaft. Needless to say my cock was rock hard by now and I instinctively reached out to lay my hand on Gina's thigh. She turned loose of my cock, which Amy now had full control of with her mouth, grabbed my arm, and pulled my and toward her cunt. Surprise, surprise. No underwear of any sort. My hand ran right into a young wet cunt. Instinctively I started to massage it. I could feel that her lips were already swollen and the entire area was well lubricated. By now, all reasoning had left me, and I drove my middle finger right into her cunt. As I did, her eyes rolled back in her head and a long, soft moan escaped her lips. Somehow, using my one free hand, I managed to maneuver Amy into the same kneeling position on the couch that Gina was in, and sure enough, my other hand found another bare, wet, young pussy with swollen cunt lips. I plunged a finger inside Amy. My reward was her taking my cock even farther in her mouth. Now each girl was really riding the finger I had in each of them. I felt the cum start to stir in balls, and start to make it's way up the shaft, when around the corner Naomi appeared. All she was wearing was a smile on her face. "I see the girls have been taking good care of you," she piped up. "Now it's my turn." She quickly moved to the couch and straddled my legs. Amy's mouth came off my cock and Naomi moved upwards, caught the head expertly at the entrance of her vaginal canal, and plunged downward, engulfing my entire shaft. I never missed a stroke on either Gina nor Amy, and soon they were both moaning and carrying on as each one's pussy got wetter and wetter. Naomi was riding my rod with and fury and soon I was filling her insides with load after load of hot, white cum. I felt her start to squirt, and soon her juices had flooded me and the couch. Finally I fell back, exhausted. My rod was only semi- hard now, and I let my fingers slide from each girls cunt. "Well, how did you like the supper we made?" Naomi asked. "God, that was some kind of great," I managed to reply. "Well, girls" she winked at each of them. "If that was great! He is really going to love our dessert, don't you think?" Somehow I knew that meant that later I was going to get to fuck each one of these young minxes with mommies blessing. As I contemplated this, I felt my worn down cock starting to rise to the occasion once again. As it started to inflate, Gina lowered her head and took it in her mouth. Yeah, it was going to be hard to ever say goodbye to this threesome. END *-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-* The author does not condone child abuse, this story is meant as an erotic fantasy not real life. Anyone acting out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in their local prison. *-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-* Kristen's collection - Directory 45