It's Still Happening/Chapter Two

It's Still Happening

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Chapter Two

At supper on Thursday, I brought up the impending sleep over arrangements and was still curious about Heather. Maybe I could dig up some details to assuage the incipient curiosity I had about the girl. There were too many things that didn’t fit the profile I had of her.

“Tell me about Heather? I really didn’t spend much time getting to know her, other than the marvelous way she sucked me,” and I felt the tap of Jessica’s foot against my shin, and added, “But no one can compare to my Jess,” which caused both mother and daughter to break out in laughter, so I added, “I swear it’s the truth.”

“Charles, she’s an only child and lives alone with her father who’s not around that much. Would that tell you anything?”

“She seemed so shy and tried to hide herself up until you stepped up and dragged her out of hiding.”

“She may be a bit shy, but it’s only around you. I think she has a crush on you. Didn’t you notice the way her eyes adored you while she made love to your cock? She didn’t just suck it, she made love to it.”

“That did seem a bit different. I thought maybe she was a bit off in a way, if you know what I mean.”

“Love can do strange things to people. She really wants to spend time with you alone. I’ve talked it over with Jess and she agrees. We both love the girl and you will to. Treat her good.”

My mind was in chaos now. For the life of me, that seething little cauldron of nerve synapses called my brain couldn’t explain the attraction, reason or how I should handle it. I asked myself if I should just play along with the girl. But would that risk my relationship with Jess? I’ll have to let Jess decide since she holds the cards that would determine my fate.

On Friday afternoon, Heather rode the bus with Jess to my office and she brought her straight in with her. We had a little kiss while Heather hovered in the background and Jess instructed me, “Give her a good kiss that will make her toes curl like you do me.”

Her request surprised me, but I went along with it and told Heather, “You look like you could use a kiss. How about it?”

The girl’s eyes rolled up in head and she looked like she would faint, but she quickly recovered and shuffled over to me. She was only about chin high to me so I bent my head and tenderly touched her lips with mine, and she did swoon. The poor girl lost her footing and started to slide to floor, but I caught her and held her against me until she came around. Then she wrapped her arms around me and gave me a big squeeze.

I combed my fingers through her hair and hugged her back, saying, “It’s good to see you again.”

That was all it took. She was as happy as a lark and back to herself, so Jess dragged her to the tea room with her.

Sandy left me a stack of papers as I left the office for my tea, and I told her about Heather’s reaction. She simply said, “Love moves in mysterious ways.”

I was more confused than ever now considering it was Jess that put me up to it. Oh, well, we will have to see what the outcome will be.

Jess did her little number on me again and swung the door open as my knuckles moved towards it and this time I almost rapped her on the nose. She flew into my face for a kiss while Heather held her hands in front of her and bounced on the tip of her toes. After I finished kissing Jess, I held my arms out to Heather, she slinked herself into them, and pursed her lips for her kiss.

I pulled her into me and plastered her with a kiss that made her melt in my arms and I had to brace her up again. When I pulled back, I told her, “Your kisses are delicious,” and then she went limp and almost slipped to the floor.

So, I helped her over to the sofa, gave her a seat next to me, and asked Jess, “Are we watching a film tonight?”

“Of course we are, mum found one she said you would enjoy called “Taboo”. She said it’s pretty hot.”

“Is that the one where the father does his daughter?”

“I believe it is. Doesn’t that sound hot? I’ve never watched it before and Heather said she hasn’t either.”

“What do you think, Heather? Wanna cuddle with me while we watch it?”

“Yes,” she managed to squeak before her voice caught in her throat, which was the first word I had heard the girl articulate.

Heather rested her hand on my thigh. Between the hot scenes in the film and just from the tangible heat of her hand so close to my cock, he stretched himself down my trouser leg. No pants today; I came prepared. Jess sat on the floor against my right leg and Heather was seated to the left of me. Jess looked back and saw my little tent, so she jumped up next to me and fiddled to get my zip down while she ran her fingers over the hardening bone. She quickly freed me from my cloth confines and wrapped Heather’s cool fingers around my girth.

The girl looked at me with a question in her eyes, and I told her in a low voice, “Your hand feels good and you’re welcome to do anything you want.”

She really liked that and gently cradled me in both hands in a very loving way. It would seem that she moved much too slowly for Jess, so she told the girl, “Go ahead and kiss it. I know you want to.”

Again, she looked into my eyes for approval and I told her, “I would love it if you did.”

The film was completely forgotten after the girl rained feathery little kisses all over him. So, while she did that, Jess went for my mouth and massaged my tonsils with her tongue.

While we entertained ourselves, Sandy came in and announced, “Supper in five minutes, so don’t start anything you can’t finish.”

It broke the spell for Heather and Jess so they pulled away. I wrapped Heather’s hand back around my cock and told her, “Hold me while I kiss you,” and tenderly gave her a toe curler while she squeezed the stuffing out of the old boy.

The girl’s kisses were sweeter than honey, but alas, we had supper to attend to, so I broke things up and told them, “Let’s scrub.”

While we chatted at the table, over wine and a great meal, Sandy asked, “What do you think of the film”

“So far, I think it’s very hot. I’ve never watched it before. I guess the title “Taboo” was a bit too much for me. I believe I see it in a different light now after listening to your story. Doesn’t the daughter remind you a lot of Randie?”

“That’s Raven, and she does in a way. I used to watch those movies all of the time with someone that was very special to me.”

“They were probably even more erotic given the context; with your special person.”

The girls cleaned their plates and put them in the basin while Sandy and I dawdled away. Each of the girls gave me a peck on the cheek and Jess told us, “We’re going back to watch the film. Better get your coaches moving or you’ll miss something good.”

We quickly finished our supper and carried the wine into the parlour with us, where Sandy sat on my right, Heather on my left and Jess on the floor between her mum’s leg and mine. Then, it was showtime; in more ways than one.

The bathtub scene really got me worked up so Sandy took the opportunity to take me out of my trousers and share with Heather. It was very nice the way they stroked in tandem and so good, I sank back in the sofa and let them do what they wanted with me. I certainly wasn’t going to hinder their valiant efforts in any fashion.

Heather leaned over and resumed her little kisses and nibbles on my cock while Sandy gently massaged my sack, but I believe Jess felt left out. So, she crawled between my legs and traded kisses on my cock with her friend until Heather decided on a bit of affirmative action and sucked the plum into her steamy mouth.

It was so good I squeezed Sandy’s thigh because I couldn’t reach the sofa cushion, and then urged Heather up so I could get my hand between her legs. She groaned around my cock when I squeezed a firm bum cheek before I worked my fingers into her split. It was hard for me to reach very much in the position she was in, but I could easily get to her little brown pucker and teased it with the tip of my finger which made her groan even more.

We were in a difficult position that made it hard to stimulate each other. Besides, I needed a taste of her pussy, so I told Heather, “I really want to lick you.”

Her head popped up and she quickly asked, “What do you want me to do?”

“Lean back against the cushions, put your knees up and open your legs. I will take care of the rest.”

While I arranged the girl, Sandy whispered in my ear, “You had better leave me a little taste.”

“I wouldn’t dream of depriving you of a thing,” I answered.

I had to sit back for a moment and drink in the heavenly vista while I drew the musky fragrance into my nostrils. Heather was thin, and so were her cunny lips. She had a nice little delta of downy fuzz at the top of her split and just the merest spattering of soft fur on her lips and around her bottom hole. The scent, though, was divine. Her girl sex scent, imbibed with a stiff dose of pheromones, wafted into my nostrils where they were directed straight to my cock. It was a cock pounding cocktail of succulent odours.

With my tongue stiffened and curled, I lanced it directly into the source; the runny little pink mouth at the bottom of her slit. The thick honey that poured out of her was so sweet and tasty, I dared not miss a delicious little drop.

After I had the stemmed the flow of nectar to a manageable level, I set my eyes on the stiff little bean that beckoned me. It was like a finger that poked at least an inch from between her lips and throbbed gently to the beat of her heart.

I sucked the little tingle bean between my lips and gave it a good thrashing with my tongue which electrified her body and made her hips spring into the air. She twisted herself into my mouth and a low wail came from deep within her chest. Then, I worked a finger into her slippery little tunnel and was met with no restriction whatsoever. Her cherry was a thing of the past.

So, I twisted a second finger into her and her little cunny grasped it like a steel vice. She shook so hard, it was like she went into a seizure as the hard contractions pulsed deep inside her belly, and then nothing. Every muscle in her body suddenly relaxed and she collapsed into the sofa; a lifeless lump of flesh.

“I want one of those,” Sandy piped in and was soon echoed by Jess.

“Patience, all in due time… all in due time,” I told them, “I really believe she enjoyed that one.”

“You couldn’t scrape the smile off her face with a knife,” Sandy informed me, “When she opens her eyes she going to beg you to fuck her.”

“Jess, ah, are you alright with it?” I asked.

“That’s the surprise I mentioned and yes she will and yes I’m alright with it.” She answered.

“You planned this?” I inquired.

“Charles, wake up. Females are conniving creatures when it comes to a hard cock. They will fight to the death over one,” Sandy informed me.

“That’s nice to know, but how do you know I would go along with it?”

“Turn down a nice, young and very tight pussy? There’s no way. You’re so worked up now you would probably poke a knot hole in a log whether it had hair around it or not.”

Then, Heather’s eyes fluttered open and a wicked smile crossed her face before she pulled me to her mouth, and begged, “Do me now. I’m dying for it.”

Sandy poked my arm and asked me, “Any more questions?”

I shook my head at her, budged Heather’s bum to the edge of the cushion and lined myself up with her juicy little pink target. As soon as she felt my cock head pop into her socket, she jumped into me and wedged at least two inches of my length inside her. I thought Jess was tight, but this girl had a wringer for a cunt. I was stuck in it and it was pulling me in.

It was like she had a fist inside that tugged my balls struck her bottom before it eased so I could draw myself out, and then sink back into her humid depths. The girl had some muscles inside her, that was sure, and it felt like I pushed myself into a little fist that tightened while going in, but relaxed when I pulled out.

She locked her heals around my bum, wrapped her arms around my chest and then shoved me in to the root. Although she had loosened considerably, a silk covered vise grasped me. Then, she loosened enough for me to get the old ins and outs going before I really laid them to her.

Her arms and legs held me tight and she squirmed and screwed herself into me with every downward stroke until she screamed, “It’s coming…,” and her cunt clamped itself around me and sucked me like her mouth until I couldn’t hold back another second and sprayed my baby batter into her womb.

I sort of collapsed on top of her and Sandy helped me to a clear spot on sofa so I could recover. Then she went to work herself and sucked my fresh juice from the girl’s hole. If I wasn’t so knackered, I probably would sprayed the both of them down with another batch of juice, but there was nothing left. So, I let the girls have their fun while I wandered back to Sandy’s room and collapsed on the bed.

End Chapter Two

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