Let us first address various readers' niggling concerns. Young women wouldn't really lust after older men...would they? I have to report, that they would and that they DO!. What became of Jenna and Kylie's mom? I actually addressed that one long ago in the first publication "It Came Upon a Midnight Clear," written itself, a fair while before I ever came across Jerry at the parent/teacher interview night. As to how the other dads and daughters hide their little secret from their own moms/wives, I suppose much the same way that Natalie and Chris (my other two kids) were blissfully unaware of their younger siblings' involvement. After all, its just plain fiction so I hear tell.....
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Did I say the party was "out of control?" Hush my mouth, it was a rave!
Mid-way through one further spin of the dice at the hands of my un-named compatriot, Michelle suffered sensory overload and had not I been supporting her arms behind her back, she would have slumped to the floor. I felt her go limp, even as her partner continued to thrust up into her as deeply as he was able to at that angle. We manoeuvered her on to the carpet, and paying little heed to the Geneva Convention, continued to 'rape' her unchecked. Let me freely admit, fucking a young woman while she is out to it, is as hot an experience as this tired old world has to offer. Not quite sure why that is...perhaps the girl's complete inability to resist. Maybe it's the awesome vulnerability, that defenceless little pussy at the mercy really of one's unbridled imagination. Whatever, we had a real ball for a few minutes, completely stripping her and re-acquainting ourselves with the many highlights of that beautiful young body. She came-to just as I was 'passing the baton.' They just don't make them any sexier!
Behind us, her dad was making the most of the unhinged interlude by fucking young Louise up against the far wall. With her knickers down around one ankle, Jerry was obviously playing for keeps as he pinioned her arms against the wall, both breasts free of her bra. He penetrated her repeatedly with an enviable degree of precision. I couldn't hear what she was saying, if in fact they were even coherent words, but her legs were spreading ever wider as he thrust in to her and it was no surprise that he should suddenly enunciate for all the world to hear... "Oh, fuck Louise," as he did just that - one final time! She gasped and actively freed from his grasp, slid down the wall, clutching at her pussy! The score in our immediate vicinity then was: Men-on-site two - girls NIL!
Looking up, Jenna was evidently not much better off emotionally. Lying spreadeagled among the cushions, her legs still agape, she was making no attempt to cover her nakedness, simply wriggling her hips slightly and holding her pussy with both hands, moaning or pleading...I couldn't really tell which. Susie had pulled back and was on her knees facing slightly away from her, while George was fucking her still. Both of them were oblivious to any onlookers and were in the last stages of their mutually satisfying coupling. I went across to my daughter.
Little more aware than Michelle had been but seconds before, she seemed surprised when her eyes focused on my presence.
"Oh, God dad, I feel so strange." She muttered. I was going to say "so licked you mean," but thought better of it.
"C'mon sweetie, let's get you dressed," I suggested. I think it was only then she realised that she was in fact completely nude as she instinctively began to cover her breasts with her arms. I looked around and found her undies and dress over by the chair and tossed them over to her. Watching her pull them on, that little bra especially, was enough to stir my testosterone once more but now wasn't the time.
"I'm sooo tender there dad," she said, cupping her breasts through her dress.
"Really?" I teased, "wonder why?" I think she blushed.
She was totally absorbed now watching George fill Susie at that moment. Fairly hard to miss as she was half-sobbing with passion and pushing back on George to wrest that very last drop of cum from him. He was a spent force any way you looked at it.
I wanted Jenna again more than anything at that moment but figured we really could all do with a substantial break given the past thirty minutes' activities. It would appear that everyone else was feeling equally drained and like-minded, as young girls and father's alike everywhere I could see, were mostly engaged in pulling zips UP for a change. The place looked like the aftermath of a massive home-invasion with items strewn all over the floor, clothes wall to wall and all the girls looking decidedly...er, healthy? George dragged himself over to Jenna, slumped down beside her and put his arm around her waist. She gave him the softest little kiss that had no sexual undertones whatsoever - it was rather sweet.
Two slim and very warm arms slipped around my neck. Looking up, Shelley smiled down at me, dressed now and just so cute and desirable. I pulled her to my lap and cradled her there, kissing her forehead.
"You are such a naughty girl Shelley," I teased her, "But I love you sweetheart." Her next smile melted my heart. I think I loved her almost as much as Larissa. Definitely best I didn't start thinking along those lines. For a while, all four of us just sat there saying nothing, simply enjoying the solitude and togetherness.
George was the first to break up the meditative spell.
"Guess that seeing I'm the host, I'd better go organise refreshments," he muttered, untangling himself from Jenna who slumped in his arms, appeared three quarters asleep. I figured I would take the opportunity to go look for Larissa and Kylie. I gave Michelle a kiss and sat her down beside Jenna among the cushions.
