A Lick In Time/Chapter One

A Lick In Time

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Chapter One

My daughter and I lived alone in our modest cottage on the edge of the wood in a nicely green estate. I purchased the place after my wife left Ellie and me a few years ago and I collected a tidy sum after the sale of our old home. It was very peaceful and quiet here and only a short jaunt to a row of shops and the rail station. I never took up driving and never wanted the burden of an automobile. Life was simple, with very few frills and modern appliances. We did have a fridge but relied on coal to get us through the winters.

Ellie was nine, quickly inching on ten with puberty starting to rear its head. She seem to grow faster than I could fit her in new clothes and was a bit gangly after her last little growth spurt. We kept her mousy blonde hair in a bob, which was usually tattered most of the time because if I didn’t brush it for her it didn’t get done. She had a little pixie of a nose, thin lips and deep brown eyes with the glint of the devil in them. There was a wild spirit around her and she tended to do what she wanted, when she wanted; consequences be damned.

Since there were only a few girls my daughter’s age that were within walking distance of our place, Ellie became very excited when she saw the movers lorries come down the lane. She spotted a young girl and immediately felt the need to make a call on our new neighbors. I felt no such compunction, so I let my daughter fill me in with all the salient details. Two days later she invited her new chum for tea and a sleep over where we were introduced.

The girl’s name was Mira and her family moved here from the coast. Why on earth someone would leave the coast is beyond me, but the mum, Maxine supposedly took gainful employment at a pub in the next village. It would seem she was something of a drink head and liked the pub life with all the others of the genre.

Before Mira’s sleep over, my daughter informed me, “Sally told me the mum’s a slapper… oh, oops, I didn’t mean to say that.”

“Hmmm, my daughter is suddenly concerned about her language around me. Well, go on… she’s a slapper. Does she do it for a living?”

“Dunno if she does but Sally said she’d drop her knickers for anything with a… well, you know what I mean. I think she works at the Aldiss House.”

“Make friends with her. Mira’s close enough to your age she would make a good chum and maybe keep you from dogging my heals and getting under foot.”

“I thought you liked me ‘under foot’? Are there any biscuits left?

I must admit that Mira was a cute girl, far from pretty but easy on the eyes. At eleven years, she about four feet ten and seven stone. She was not quite as gangly as my girl and maybe a bit bigger than average for her age. Her features were punctuated by her sparkling hazel eyes, a dainty little button of a nose, and brunette hair that hanged down to her shoulders and tied back in a pony tail.

She seemed polite enough at tea but was very quiet and reserved at first, but that quickly changed. Then the girls left to engage in their favourite pastime; chatting at near breakneck speed and spreading the latest dirt so fast I couldn’t understand them. They stayed in Ellie’s room until bed time and both of them wandered into my study clad in their thin little nightdresses, and then I spotted Mira’s new bumps. They were nicely developed little things that reminded me of tiny pears. My daughter didn’t have much on her chest yet to speak of except for little knots that she liked me to rub for her.

Ellie hitched her dress up, climbed into my lap face first, then plastered a very wet kiss on my lips. She growled in a low but demanding voice, “I need my goodnight kiss now.”

When my daughter tells me she wants her goodnight kiss, it means she wants me to lick her before bed. It’s one of the code phrases she likes to use.

“What about your friend? Why don’t you have her wait in your room for a little bit. I don’t want to frighten her.”

“She knows what we do and wants to watch. Don’t you think it would be fun? It makes me tingle when I think about it.”

Ellie doesn’t lie to me and knows her friends a lot better than I do; plus the female intuition factor. But, I decided to check with Mira first; just to be certain.

So I asked, “Mira, do you know how I kiss Ellie goodnight?”

“Oh, yes. Do you want me to leave? Ellie told me I could stay… and… and maybe, you know…”

Ellie cupped her hand over my ear and whispered, “She’s trying to tell you she wants you to lick her too.”

I was a bit surprised at the revelation but quickly decided that I wouldn’t mind a bit; if that’s what the girl wanted. So, I told Mira, “You can stay and watch if you like,” then I lifted my daughter and sat her in my chair with her legs draped over the arms. Mira quickly knelt next to us so she could have a front row seat.

My girl’s little slot was sodden and dripping, so I quickly swooped in with my tongue and mopped up the excess moisture. She was randy this evening and her stiff little stick of clit was pointed skyward. I could always tell when she was really excited by the way it poked from between her cunny lips like a little twig. It wasn’t all that big but I could easily pull it between my lips and lash it with my tongue. That was good for an orgasm in thirty seconds or less, and then she insisted on about ten more before she was satisfied.

Her first orgasm came so fast, it caught me unawares. She jerked her little puddy and punched me straight in the nose. There was no harm done but I had grown to expect things like that.

“Wow!” Mira exclaimed, “What just happened to her?”

“She just had her feeling. Have you had one before?”

She shook her head and said, “I don’t think so. Not like that.”

“Father, uhmmm, this is no time to tarry. I’m waiting for you to finish what you started.”

“I’m not sure what I’m supposed to finish,” winding her up a bit.

She pinched my cheek and whispered, “You were licking me and it was nice. Now get back to work. I need a dozen more.”

“Yes, my lovely daughter. Only a dozen? I’m not sure if my mouth is strong enough to fulfill your request,” twisting the knife a little.

She pressed her face in close to mine and growled between her gritted teeth, “Quit yanking my chain,” then conspiratorially added in a much lower whisper, “You need to hurry so Mira can have her turn.”

I looked over at the girl to see if she overheard and I believe she had. You couldn’t help but notice the strained expression on her face and the way her hands were tucked in her crotch. So, I told my daughter, “Better hang on to the chair,” and then sucked her clit into my mouth… hard.

Her bum left the seat for a second then she wrapped her hands around my head and pulled my face into her split while I devoured my tender feast. I’m sure Mira was surprised by the enthusiastic way her friend squirmed and twisted herself against my face while she ran her course of orgasms. I lost count after the first three or four but am sure she got close to her quota.

With my face coated shiny from my daughter’s juices, I looked over at Mira and asked, “Do you want a turn now?”

She dropped her knickers so fast she almost tripped over them and then practically yanked my daughter from the chair and flung her legs over the arms before I could react. I believe she really wanted a turn.

The first thing that struck me was the little puff of reddish brown hair at the top of her split. She was also a bit heavier and had a fine pair of chubby cunny lips with a very deep gash and a hole that yawned open like a little mouth. Her pungent sex fragrance, heavily laden with musk, instantly assailed my nostrils and traveled straight to my cock.

Ellie touched the tent that push out the front of my gown and whispered, “I knew you would like it.”

I sort of growled at her then pushed my face into her friend’s slot and ran my tongue from arse hole to clit in one quick swipe. The girl squeaked and her bum left the chair for a second but when I looked into her face, it was covered with the most devilish of grins.

Cheekily, I asked, “Want me to continue?”

Her head bobbed up and down so fast I thought it would come off her shoulders, so I pulled her cheeks apart and speared her tight little brownie. I could get lost in all of those rigid brown wrinkles and licked around them until her bum left the chair again and again, then lanced my tongue into the centre of the tight little ring of muscle to coax it to relax.

The little pucker was clamped so tight I couldn’t get my taster in so I worked my way up to her fat little bean and sucked the hood between my lips. This time, instead of jumping, she pulled my face into her split and twisted herself into me. Not only was she worked up now, but I was too. The exotic little girl scents and new territory had taken its toll on me. If I didn’t free the beast soon, he would drill a hole in my gown.

It was not long before I had her hovering on the edge of orgasm and just needed a little push to send her screaming into the abyss. When she did go, she screamed so loud my ears rang and I’m sure they heard her two lanes over.

After she had floated down from her cloud and expression returned to her face, her eyes popped open and she asked, “Wow! What happened to me? Did I just scream?”

“Loudly, too. I think you had your first orgasm. Pretty nice, wasn’t it?”

“It was wicked. I didn’t know I could feel like that. I’ve definitely never had one of those.”

“Now you know why Ellie likes her goodnight kiss.”

“Can we do it again sometime? Not right now, but I want to feel that again.”

“Of course we can, but I have a problem.”

“What? What? Did I hurt you?”

“No, you didn’t hurt me but if I don’t get my cream out soon, my balls will burst.”

“Cream? You mean the sperms? Will you let me watch? I watch my brother sometimes. Please, please, will you?”

“Of course you can. Ellie likes to watch me and sometimes she helps.”

“I want to help you. I think I can make them come out for you. When I watched my brother do it, he pulls on it and then makes funny noises when the goo squirts out.”

I stood in front of her with my throbber bobbing in the air and told her, “Be my guest. I would like you to help me.”

She tentatively wrapped her hands around me, which made me groan, then gave it a few pulls and asked, “Am I doing it right?”

“You’re doing a brilliant job. I believe you’re a natural.”

Cautiously, she skimmed both of her hands over my length and asked, “Want me to go faster? This is how my brother does it.”

“Sure, love. Your hands feel good and I’m so wound up right now it won’t take but a few more…” Then I gritted my teeth as my load suddenly decided to launch itself and the first thick rope flew from my cock and hit the girl between her eyes.

She squealed, “That is so wicked,” then the next few ropes landed on her cheeks and lips.

She swiped the fresh come with her fingertips and licked her lips, telling me, “It doesn’t taste of much. Ellie told me it was yukky.”

I took the girls to the loo and scrubbed them up before tucking them in the bed and giving them each a nice kiss… on the mouth this time. Mira whispered in my ear, “Don’t forget, I want another one.”

I asked myself, “How could I forget?”

End Chapter One

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