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FatherHood Perks III By Duckie
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FatherHood Perks III
Revelations: FatherHood Perks Part III
By Duckie!
The phone rang.
It was one of those brainbending rings that comes in
the morning after a bad hangover. You know its bad news --
worse than the news that you drank as much as you did. But
somehow...you mindlessly make your way to it and answer with
amazing clarity.
So fixated on stopping it from ringing was I that I
hardly noticed that I had woken naked in Julie's bed with a
daughter on either side of me. I went down the end of the
bed and out into the hall and into my room where Becky lay.
It was 6:10 by the clock. I didn't even notice the cold in
the unheated house. Just the sound of Gina's voice. "I had
a call the girls weren't in school yesterday."
"Uh..." I tried to say. For a moment I thought it had
been a saturday which would explain their absence from
school but then I remembered everything that had transpired-
- including the claim that the school was not open for
heating reasons.
"I kept them home," I said my mind searching wildly for
some rational purpose for such a thing.
"They're never going to get an education the way you
keep parenting!" Gina snapped. "I'm coming to pick them up
because the snow is going to be bad and if they don't come
today they might not get here otherwise."
"Wait a minute," I said shivering. "There's no way you
are getting them today. The custody guidelines give you no
such right. If you want to see them before that you're
welcome to come here."
It now actually being saturday I just about flipped
when she said, "Fine...I'll be there within the hour."
And hung up.
Arguing with Gina was like spitting into the wind. But
suddenly it was more complicated than simply having her here
for an hour or two and having to cope with her constant
blathering mouth.
Now....GOD! Would she be able somehow to.... tell....
sense...
Everyone got themselves together quickly. The den was
still littered with clothes,junk food and signs of our
adventures from the previous day. But once the house was
tidy and clean all that was left to do was to get everyone
eating breakfast and make like the picture perfect average
American family.
Gina arrived looking as scornful as ever. Distantly
affectionate to the girls and barely civilized to me --
outright rude to Becky.
But somehow we got through breakfast without her even
asking why I had kept the girls home.
Becky was of course more than comfortable holding her
own with Gina. She seemed almost to enjoy her prodding and
insinuations. "Yer awfully young....I mean to be a
stepmother to my children..." and "Isn't a paralegal like a
lawyer wannabe?"
Becky just smiled,not the least bit annoyed with Gina's
adolescent games. The two of them got into a complicated
discussion on child-rearing, Gina taking the side of the
conservative and stern and Becky supporting the liberal
view. I took the opportunity to venture into the basement
to vent some of my frustrations on my tools. So loud was the
orchestra of saws and pounding that I didn't even hear the
girls come down.
But a hand in my groin changed that.
"God! You scared the hell out of me," I panted.
Chrissy and Julie laughed. "We just thought we'd come
down and see what was up." She eyed my crotch where indeed
something was up.
"Now that would just be nothing short of insane," I
commented. But that was what made the thought of it so
tempting.
"Okay," Chrissy smiled. "Will you be up soon?"
This swift dismissal of a perfectly unthinkable dare
disappointed me.
How...why...I still am not sure.
But there I was in the workshop with my two daughters
sharing my erection on their knees as we tried desperately
not to make a sound. Which was pretty close to impossible
with two mouths exchanging turns on my cock.
GOD! If Gina had any idea what was going on just
underneath her....!!!
Not wanting to take any chances I turned on the band
saw and lathe, hoping it would overwhelm any stray yelps
that Chrissy and Julie might make.
And not that a double-blow-job wasn't heavenly under
these outrageous circumstances...but at that moment all I
wanted to be doing was...
"Wait," I said and tugged at Julie so that she was
standing. My hands were trembling with fear and over-
zealous anticipation as I got her dress bunched up at her
waist and panties down and off. My free hand stroked over
her thighs and ass as she heaved in my arms, her back to me
as we sat gently in a nearby chair. The sawdust on the
chair felt smooth against my butt as I got Julie's legs
straddling the chair and me. Her crotch was perfectly level
with my crotch. My hands held her powerfully at her waist as
she took off the dress.
My cock was so incredibly desperate to be inside her it
was erect and waiting for me to guide her there. Her crotch
was slick and as I started to penetrate, I noticed not
nearly as narrow as Chrissy's. The feeling of the head of my
cock inside her was wonderful...erotic...forbidden. I pulled
her down easy and I could feel her making room for me as I
slid in ever so slowly.
Her breathing and voice allowed escaping whimpers as I
continued but they were easily concealed by the din of
tools. After another two minutes of this stressful
intrusion... I was completely in and her muscles had
adjusted within so that I could begin half-lifting her off
of me. Her own legs did part of the work as she started
moving up and down over my cock, both of us careful not to
rise too high and therefore have me slip out.
GOD! It was heavenly!! All fucking was heavenly...but
there was something amazing about it being Julie....my
daughter...and something else amazing about knowing that not
only could we get caught but that getting caught would be
getting caught by Gina.
GOD! What a sight this would be for her!!
"GOD! DAD!" she moaned,but not too loud. "Fuck
me...faster ...yeah...mmmmmm...." she muttered as we picked
up speed,her thighs taut and pushing as her whole body
lowered down and then rose away, my cock sliding in smoothly
and rhythmically as we picked up even more speed.
Both of our breathing and groans increased with the
pace, my brain fluttering with the pleasure in my lap.
"God...fuck me dad....mmmmmmmmmmmm...GOD! YEAH! Fuck
me!" she said...and somehow...it still sounded sweet and
innocent. And it made the feeling that much more remarkable
as she started bouncing energetically with her legs and my
hands guiding and the two of us were soon fucking like two
crazed teenagers.
I wanted this to last forever but all I could think of
was what Julie had said about wanting to taste my cum. And
when I knew that if I didn't stop I would just explode
ruining the whole plan, I pushed at her hips hoisting her
off of me as I apologized.
"I was almost," I panted feeling a passing contraction
ebb away.
Julie seemed to either be reading my mind or
coincidentally be wanting the same thing because her mouth
was on my cock in seconds and she was bobbing like there was
no tomorrow.
This was it...all I could take...in less than a minute
of this I was biting my tongue as I exploded in her mouth
enjoying her moans of surprise and pleasure as I felt jet
after jet of my forbidden cum spurting into her hungry
mouth.
GOD! She's really swallowing it! I was thinking
relishing the feel of my climax as my hips tightened and
several waves of pleasure marked more cum spilling into my
daughter's eager mouth.
"Oh GOD!" I panted... "Yeah...drink it all..."
"JAY?" Becky's voice called out from the top of the
stairs. Regrettably...and plainly terrified I leapt to my
feet getting my pants on as Julie got herself together and
rid the floor of her panties. I looked myself over quickly
and headed to the stairs, trying to be as composed as I
possibly could. Which wasn't much.
"Gina wanted to say goodbye to the girls," she said.
"Uh..." I stammered. The girls seemed uneasy but
together. "Give us a sec," I said and turned back to
consult the girls quietly. They seemed fine and the three
of us went upstairs. As we got to the den I realized that
the "smell" might give us away and decided that I better get
Gina out of the house as quickly as possible. Gina was
plainly disturbed by whatever Becky had managed to say to
upset her...and no doubt by the mysterious and lengthy
absence of ex and children.
"Listen," I said nervously. "I hate to be inhospitable
...but its Becky's birthday and we're trying to finish up a
present..."
"Her birthday," she said not buying it. "Sweet sixteen
I suppose," she said storming towards the door. I went after
her at a safe distance. "Well you didn't really ask if you
could come over you just sort of..."
"Never mind," she sighed haughtily. "Enjoy your little
party and make sure the birthday girl doesn't eat too much
cake."
Miraculously. She was gone. Thank God.
I had never ever been so terrified in my life.
"My wasn't that fun?" Becky laughed.
"I thought I was going to die!" Chrissy said sitting
down. "Scared the hell out of you did it?" Becky smiled.
"Sorry it spoiled your fun."
"Spoiled?" I said. "Not yet anyhow..."
The End!
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