A Lick In Time/Chapter Four

A Lick In Time

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Chapter Four

She poised herself over me with my hard cock firmly lodged in her little notch. Through the grimace on her face, her eyes blazed with a firm look of determination. Suddenly, she dropped her weight down on me and my cock burrowed three inches into her tight tube.

Little tears pooled in her eyes, she whined and her lips quivered while she continued to force more of me inside her until my travel ended at the firm knot of her cervix. Through her obviously pained expression, a little smile glimmered across her face and she firmly stated, “I did it! What do you think of that, father dearest?”

My cock felt like it was clamped inside a steel vice which was also a cooker oven. I had never experienced anything like it in my life. Her mother was not a virgin when we married and it was nothing like this. So, I told her, “I think I like being inside my daughter who must have the tightest little cunny on the planet. How do you feel down there?”

“Stuffed. I think I know how the Christmas goose must feel.”

“Don’t force yourself any more. We don’t have to continue. Let it ease up so you can enjoy it.”

“It’s not so bad now. Beth says you have to keep it inside for awhile so it will take. Otherwise it mends up and you have to do it again.”

“Your friend Beth must know. Do what you want and I’ll bear with you as long as I can.”

“So, do you think we can do this all the time now?”

“You’re going to be sore for awhile. Let it mend before we try again. Thankfully, I only see a little blood.”

“Blood? I’m bleeding?”

“I think it’s already stopped. Look down there and see the little bit that’s started to dry.”

She leaned back and looked down to where we were joined and told me, “Ewe, I can’t stand the sight of blood. Give it a few and then we can have another bath. Beth said the hot water will ease it up.”

After our bath, I gave her some aspirin and a dram of whisky in the hopes it would ease her discomfort. I felt like such a cad, but knew that it would never hurt her again and we could now enjoy the more pleasurable form of sex that we both longed for. We both called an early night and I had a pleasant visit with the old Sandman until I woke with my cock inside a steamy cooker.

Sometime early this morning, Mira popped in and when I opened my eyes, she had me down her throat while she gurgled around my cock. My daughter giggled and told her, “You are so nasty. How can you suck on it like that?”

She pulled her mouth away and replied, “After I saw mum do it, I had to try. It makes me tingle all the way to my toes.”

“What if it squirts in your mouth? That would be so nasty I can’t think about it.”

“It wasn’t that bad when I tasted it. Thinking about it makes my fanny burn up,” then she offered my cock to my daughter, who quickly shook her head with a grimace.

So, Mira decided to tuck me down her neck and my bum left the bed while I groaned. They both looked startled at first, then giggled when they knew I was awake. I managed to mumble, “Don’t stop.”

The smile returned to Mira’s face as she gobbled me down again and it was so good, I almost filled her tummy with baby makers. I grabbed the bed covers and tried to hold the wigglers back while I enjoyed one of the most memorable experiences of my life. At that point, I figured cock sucking must run in the family because she was easily as good as her mum.

Then, she pulled away and told me, “Mum said it’s the best when it squirts in your mouth,” then she plunged down so hard I almost extracted her tonsils.

That was all for me and when my dam burst, it felt like I released a flood down the girl’s throat, while I watched her face go slack as she shivered in orgasm. Then she calmly laid her head on my thigh and my come dribbled from her lips.

Ellie announced, “Father, did you see that? She got her feeling when you squirted in her mouth.”

I weakly nodded my head and told her, “Some girls like it. I think her mum got hers too when I squirted.”

We heard a little squeal from the doorway, where Sally stood with eyes bulging while she muttered, “Did Mira just do what I think she did?”

Ellie jumped out of bed and led her down the corridor, saying, “It was pretty gross watching her. Wait till I tell you what I did…,” and then her voice trailed away.

I looked down at Mira’s peaceful face while she enjoyed her little kip and decided to have one of my own. So, I closed my eyes and went out for the count.

About forty five minutes later, I was aroused by my daughter who shook my shoulders, saying, “Father, father… time to get up and do breakfast.”

My eyes popped open and I saw three smiling faces hovering over me; then realized I was naked and lying on my back. When I glanced down, I noted the decrepit condition old JT was in. The poor thing had withered away on me and tried to hide. Then, to compound my humiliation, the girls started giggling, so I told them, “Out, out… NOW! Give me a few and I’ll feed my little moos.”

I felt drained and had trouble routing energy to all the appropriate muscles so I could get out of bed. Mira really did me in but it was great and I needed to repay her somehow… maybe two or three screaming orgasms and she would be inclined to visit me tomorrow morning. It was grand though; the girl had some serious talent.

After scrounging the cupboards, larder and fridge, I manage to find enough ingredients for a somewhat hearty breakfast. I didn’t count on two extra mouths to feed and my stock was somewhat low.

I had the decency to put on my dressing gown, but not my Ellie. She did look a little uncomfortable as she sat on a pillow she brought with her. After we finished our meal, I asked, “Mira and Sally, would you be so kind as to tidy things up while I check on my daughter’s condition?”

They both broke out in the giggles and Mira muttered loud enough for us to hear, “To see if her cherry is gone…,” then guffaws of laughter broke out with Ellie in the very middle of it.

Cheeky as she was, she told them, “Yes, to see if it’s really gone. Both of you are jealous that it wasn’t you.”

Both of them poked tongues at me as I led her to the loo. After I had her seated on the bog, I inquired, “Pretty tender down there, isn’t it? I saw you brought your pillow to the table.”

“Just a tad. Not too bad but stings like crazy after I have a pee.”

“We need to keep it washed and put some ointment on to control the stinging. Hopefully, it will all be mended in a few days.”

“Then, you can fuck me, right?”

What started as little titters in the doorway, turned into gales of foot stomping laughter. I had neglected to shut the door and our little audience thought my daughter’s remark was humorous, so I quickly shooed them away.

I put a little salve around the inflamed area and whispered, “Yes, then we can fuck. But you have to be all mended.”

“You like Sally, don’t you?”

“Of course I like Sally. She’s been your chum and around here for an age. Why do you ask?”

“She wants you to do her a favour… well, actually two but really, really wants you to do the first one, but only if you want to. I told her I would ask. Say you will.”

“You expect me to agree without knowing what she wants? Come on, out with it.”

“I told her you made Mira scream when you licked her and she wants you to do her now, plus she mentioned something else...”

“It would be nice if you didn’t fill the whole neighbourhood in on what happened. I can just see it; every girl in the estate queued outside our front door.”

She punched my arm and told me, “Sally is my closest friend and we tell each other everything. You know she’s had a crush on you for years.”

“No, I didn’t know. What else does she want me to do.”

“She wants to make you squirt. I don’t know if she’s ready to suck on you like Mira, but she wants to hold you and make your sperms come out.”

“I’ll consider it and maybe chat with her first. I want you to realize that the thing with Mira just happened. It was impulsive of me and I didn’t think about it first.”

“Sally has a crush but Mira’s in love with you. I’m not going to tell you what else she wants.”

Have you ever reached the information saturation level inside your brain? I believe I had reached it and felt like my head would burst with all the new developments and wondered if I would survive the onslaught.

End Chapter Four

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