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There is NO incest in this story. However, a daughter sees her father naked and - for multiple brief moments - watches him having sex with her friends. If this is going to create problems for you, please try one of my other stories.
Random movie quote: "Debris! We have debris!"
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~~~ Week 7 - T-33 ~~~
Carla came back for another visit. Sara helped us with the car and the two of them caught up while I handed tools to my little master mechanic so that she could work.
After a couple hours, Carla told my daughter that she was done working on the car and needed a different tool from me. Sara laughed, gave her a hug, and left us alone.
I picked Carla up, set her on the fender and peeled her tank-top off, over her shoulders. Her 11mm nipples were already poking through her sport-bra and I nibbled on them as I worked to get her blue jeans unbuttoned and unzipped.
She got my shirt off while I was doing that, and I moaned as she ran her lightly-calloused palms and fingers over my chest, shoulders, and arms.
"God, you make me crazy," I moaned, before kissing her again.
"I miss you terribly when I'm not here," she said, shoving her hand down the front of my pants to grip and stroke my cock.
"There's a solution for that," I told her.
"I'm working on it," she assured me.
When we were both finally naked, she wrapped her legs around my waist as I leaned against the car and slid my cock up into her narrow channel.
"I don't know how you feel so tight every time we do this," I told her.
"I think your cock is getting bigger," she said, giggling.
"Well," I said, "right now, it's about as big as it's going to get - because it's excited about what's coming."
"You mean who's cumming?" she asked, smirking.
"That too," I said, reclaiming her lips as I began sliding my cock in and out of her.
Her pussy felt amazing and - as much as I wanted to be fast and feral like last time - I was luxuriating in the feeling of having her wrapped around my prick - so I was taking it slowly.
"Keep doing that, Scott," she purred. "Just like that."
"I intend to," I assured her.
I'm not sure how long we fucked like that. She'd had one small orgasm, but I'd fucked her through it, and we were coming up - or at least *I* was coming up - on the finale.
I heard the door and looked over to see Lauren's face in the crack. She grinned and watched me thrust into her friend a couple times before she said, "Lunch is almost ready."
After she closed the door, I heard Meghan ask her if she'd seen how big Carla's nipples were.
I chortled and took a moment to lean down to lick each of them.
"Don't suck!" she gasped.
"I'm not," I told her. "I'm close too."
"Just fuck me a little more, please," she said.
Her arms went around my neck, and I hurried my pace a touch - but just kept sliding in and out of her - enjoying the feeling.
She pulled my lips to hers as her channel clenched around me and I pushed up and in - as far as I could get - just before my balls began unloading inside of her.
Once we were done, we got dressed, and joined the others for lunch. After lunch, we floated in the pool, and I got to hold her in my arms for a couple more hours before she said she had to go.
That night, it was Sara's turn in my bed.
"Did you and Carla have fun?" she asked, smirking.
"I don't know what it is about her that drives me crazy," I told my little girl.
"She's beautiful, talented, ..." she began.
"She is ... all of those things ... and more," I said. "I don't know. It's not like I know any more or less about her than I do the others - but there's this ... it's not mystery."
"She's very driven," Sara said.
"Maybe that's it," I said. "She takes my breath away."
"Good," she said, kissing my nose and pulling me closer. "You're giving her a baby too, right?" she asked.
"Whenever she's ready," I said. "If she wants one, there's no way I could tell her 'no'. Hell, I'd probably even ignore April's mandate if Carla said she wanted more than one."
Sara giggled at me.
"I love that giggle so much, Babygirl," I said. "I love seeing you smile."
"Now," she said. "Don't get me bawling. Just hold me while I close my eyes and imagine what Carla's little girl is going to look like."
I held my little girl and closed my mouth and was soon asleep.
~~~ Week 8 - T-32 ~~~
Midway through the week, I fucked Meghan into a coma and felt super thirsty. I snuck down the hall to the kitchen and grabbed a bottle of water. I was just passing April's bedroom when I heard her moan. I ventured closer and pressed my head against the wall to listen to the sounds of her masturbating. I closed my eyes and imagined what she would look like as she thrust her fingers into her twat, pleasuring herself.
I felt a warm body press against my back. Meghan. Her left hand went over my mouth and her right went down my boxer-briefs. My forehead was still pressed against the hallway wall but now the little blonde minx was stroking my cock in time with the moans that were coming through the door.
Between the sexy sounds, the images in my mind, and the buxom lifeguard's naughty hand and fingers, I was soon moaning quietly into her hand - trembling with anxiousness about where she was going to spill my seed - because I knew she wasn't planning to stop until I had climaxed.
In a flash, she yanked her hands away, dropped my shorts to my ankles, sat between my calves, and laid her head back against the wall - opening her mouth and staring at my dick. I took a half-step forward, flattening myself against the wall of the hallway, and began sliding my cock in and out of Meghan's throat - in time with the sounds that April was making.
Meghan kept her head pressed against the wall so that we didn't make any noise. Over and over, I shoved my aching cock into her mouth and down her throat - fucking her esophagus as I imagined sliding my cock into Lauren's mom's cunt.
