I was totally fucked! During the past two weeks I had done things that were completely out of character for me. I had allowed myself to slide into living out my depraved sexual fantasies.
It was the start of spring and Jane, my long time girlfriend, had left town to check into a health spa for a week of rest and relaxation. The source of Janeās stressed out state was her daughter Marcia. Her motherās troubles started when her daughter had begun hanging out with an older girl who had recently transferred into Marciaās school. This new girl had a reputation for being a firebrand and was repeating her year 11 for the second time. Despite her mothers misgivings Marcia had struck up an intense friendship with Janet and this had stressed out my girlfriend. After a particularly unpleasant argument, Mother and daughter had agreed to a timeout to think things through. Jane had booked herself into a health spa and Marcia had gone to stay at a friendās house for a couple of days.
I was alone so to brighten up my weekend I decided to head down to my beach house for a few days of my own style of rest and recreation. I drove off down the highway looking forward to catching up with my old mates at the Lorne Hotel. I had been driving for almost an hour and had just entered Geelong. I pulled up at a set of lights near the wharf area and my attention was immediately drawn to a tall, sultry looking teenager walking toward a group of people on the foreshore. She was dressed in low cut hipster jeans and a white tank top that exposed most of her midriff and showed off a great profile of her generously proportioned tits. As I ogled her seductively dressed body she turned and glanced in my direction, suddenly it dawned on me that she was my girlfriendās daughter! Iād never seen he without her glasses and I definitely had never seen her dressed like this!
She was supposed to be staying at a friends place in Melbourne for the weekend. and here she was 100 km from home. Her concerns Now here was Marcia dressed like a slut and parading alone the Foreshore Reserve at Geelong with several similarly dressed young girls.
Without thinking what I was doing I pulled around the block and parked in a side street overlooking the grassy area where I had last seen Marcia. The wide open public place had several groups of young people who seemed to be letting their hair down and celebrating without any regard for the others in the area. I strolled in a big circle so I could approach where I though Marcia would be with the sun behind me, reasoning that this would give me some protection from being recognised. Eventually I spotted her rolling around with another girl. They were all over this older tattooed guy and were taking turns to kiss and fondle him in a very brazen manner. Iām not sure who was more shocked me, as I stood there too stunned to move, or Marcia when she looked up and realised her motherās boyfriend was only 10 feet away from her and staring at her immoral behaviour. I recognised the girl with Marcia as Janet, the new girl at the local high school. She was the girl Marciaās mother was convinced was an evil influence on her daughter. Janet was three years older and had a reputation for shamefully degenerate behaviour. She had a similar tank top to that worn by my girlfriendās daughter and was busy groping the guyās obvious erection.
Something snapped inside my overloaded brain and like a crazed father I strode over to the girls. In a flurry I dragged them to their feet and over the lawns to where my 4-wheel drive was parked. I was heedless to the girlās protests and the spectacle I had created! My tyres screeched as I drove off with the two young girls protesting that they werenāt doing anything and that I wasnāt their father. I had only driven a short distance when the howls of complaint bought me to my senses. I realised my behaviour was only inflaming the situation. On top of this I wasnāt their guardian and technically was guilty of kidnapping them! It was also very obvious that they were under the influence of booze or drugs. Not wanting to get in trouble with the law, I softened my words in an attempt to find a way to calm them down. The turning point in this crazy situation was when I calmly stated the obvious to my girlfriends daughter. āWhat am I going to tell your mom Marcia? Sheāll go ballistic if she finds out you were here in Geelong with Janet! Not to mention what sheāll do if she finds out how you were dressed and that you and Janet were practically having sex with that bikie!ā
They shut up as if they had been gagged. From what little I could see in the rear vision mirror Marcia was freaking out at thoughts of what her mum would do if she found out half of what I had seen. Janet had fixed a defiant stare at me and was whispering to Marcia as she caressed her head. I told them they were coming with me to my beach house at Lorne until I decided what to do about what I had witnessed. Then I drove silently and enjoyed Marciaās discomfort at the prospect of her mother finding out about their Geelong exploits. I also took great pleasure in the view my rear vision mirror provided. I was especially attracted to the large curved barbel piercing Janetās navel and I delighted in the way her dark nipples that were clearly visible through the flimsy white linen top she was wearing. Despite the fact that she was older than Marcia she had the body of a young adolescent. Her breasts were tiny and she was very slim with unblemished olive skin. In comparison my girlfriends daughter was tall and gawky, with big balloon like breasts and broad hips. Marciaās skin was a creamy white in colour and she had long blond hair and deep set blue eyes.
Just over an hour later we were in my place in Lorne. I had gone to the bar and poured them each a glass of wine and was quietly sipping a scotch as I listened to their pleading. Both girls were trying to convince me to keep what I had seen to myself. I tried to play my cards carefully and kept telling them I just didnāt know what was the ārightā thing for me to do. After I opened a second bottle of wine I told them I needed to go for a walk to the beach and back to clear my head. When I got back the bottle was empty and the girls were in the guest bedroom. I sat looking out over the bay for some time until Marcia came out of the bedroom. By the way she walked I judged she was even drunker than when I found her in the park. In silence she curled up next to me on the big four-seater couch and proceeded to snuggle up to my chest. She was very quiet for some time and then she began sobbing as she blurted out an apology for what she had been doing when I found her. With a grin on my face and a stirring in my loins, I put my arm around her shoulder. Using my most compassionate voice I told her I was sure things would all work out for the best. This seemed to calm her down. In silence we sat there watching the view out over the treetops. A few minutes later I was pleasantly surprised when Marcia wriggled some more and I found my hand was now resting over her generously proportioned breast. I felt her soft flesh stir as her juvenile nipples began to respond to the gentle pressure of my hand. A voice in the back of my mind was telling me to do the right thing and remove my hand from this young girl, but my hardening cock was driving me to continue my gentle exploration of her big soft breasts. As if she sensed my tormented state of mind her hushed voice cut into my consciousness. āI know what kind of movies you like to watch when mom is away from home Uncle Phillipā I was shaken buy these words, she always called me āUncleā when she wanted something and she was telling me she knew about my carefully hidden stash of teen porn videos. Then after a long pause, she went on āThey all have young girls in themā¦.. just like me and Janet.ā My mind was racing. What was my girlfriendās daughter trying to do? Was she trying to blackmail me into silence or was she trying to seduce me?
In moments my question was answered when Janet sauntered into the room. She had taken her skirt off and my eyes locked on the small silken thong she was wearing. It barely covered her pussy and there wasnāt a pubic hair to be seen. What really excited me was way her navel jewerly caught the light as she walked and the tattoo of a blue winged butterfly next to her cunt. Janet continued in a husky voice āMarcia and I were wondering if you think we are as sexy as those girls in your movies?ā Janet slithered onto the couch on the other side to Marcia and her small hand was soon clutching at the tent my rock hard cock had created in my shorts. āSee I told you he would be lovely and big Marciaā I closed my eyes at the wickedness of it all. Here I was about to let these two girls use their bodies to convince me not to tell about what I had stumbled across in Geelong. My thoughts were interrupted by tentative hand sliding up my leg under my shorts till it found its way to my cock.