The Golden Years

"Take care of your father when I gone," Abbie said. "Until I got sick your father and I fucked every day of our lives. Now, other than an occasional blow-job, your father hasn't had sex in over a year."

"You mean you want us to fuck Daddy?" Cindy asked.

"Yes," she said. "Fuck your father's balls off; hard and often. The more he fucks the happier he is." Her voice was barely a whisper as she drifted off...

It was 3:30 in the afternoon and Jim was having of one of his favorite dreams. Abbie was giving him a blow-job like she did every day when he got his morning woody. She loved his cum and said it was like having "cream" with her morning coffee.

Jim woke when he climaxed and saw Julie was kneeling on the floor next to him. There was cum running down her chin.

"I hope you don't mind Daddy," Julie said. "You were mumbling in your sleep. It sounded like you were fucking someone and just about to cum. Your dick was hard and looked like it was going to explode so I helped it along."

"Ironic, I was having a dream that your mother was giving me a blow-job," Jim said. "You know, you girls don't have to fuck me anymore. Anita, Janice and Helen fuck me every chance they get."

"I know," Julie said, "but we like fucking you as much as Mom did."

She took her panties off and pushed Jim back on the couch. "Daddy, my pussy got so hot and wet on the drive here I feel like a bitch in heat. Put your cock in me while it's still hard and fuck me!"

Jim held his daughter's waist while he plunged his cock in her pussy over and over. He didn't need a giant knot to keep his cock locked in his daughter's pussy.

When she felt her orgasm coming Julie held herself still pressing her clitoris into her father's pubic bone. She felt his cum filling her as she climaxed. She whispered in her father's ear, "That's the 2nd time you've cum in less than 20 minutes. Mom was right."

She was still lying down on her father, determined to keep his cock and cum in her pussy, when there was a knock on the door she reluctantly climbed off her father and answered the door.

Anita and Janice were at the door. "Hi, Julie. Are those your panties on the floor?" Janice asked.

"Oh, sorry. I've lost some weight recently and they keep falling off!" she said. She picked her panties up off the floor and gave Janice and Anita a sly smile.

"Daddy, I need to go," she said to Jim. "I think you're in good hands." She kissed him on the cheek, gave his cock a squeeze and was out the door.

Anita looked at Jim sitting naked on the couch and said, "We came to see if you wanted to go for a swim."

Janice was wearing a tiny black string bikini and looked like she was still 19. Not an ounce of fat. Her thick pubic hair and hard nipples were pushing the fabric out on the small triangles covering her pussy and firm breasts.

But it was Anita who was making Jim's dick hard again. She was wearing what looked like a white macrame bikini. It was full of holes and looked more like a tiny fish net than a bikini. Her black pubic hair was sticking out everywhere. And her nipples were poking right through the holes in the top.

"You know you're naked, don't you?" Anita asked. "Lucky for you, we brought you a new swim suit." She handed him the smallest swim suit he had ever seen. It was more like a micro thong than a swim suit. It made a Speedo look like baggy underwear. "This will never fit me," he said.

"Sure, it will. It stretches. Just put it on while your dick is soft," Anita said.

If Julie hadn't just given him a blow-job and fucked him he wouldn't have been able to pull the thong over his dick. It was stretched so tight he could see the veins in his cock throbbing through the shiny silver lame fabric.

"This is a thong, not a swim suit," Jim said.

Anita said, "If Janice and I can have our ass cheeks hanging out at the pool surely you can too. Pretend you're on the French Riviera."

"Is Helen meeting us at the pool?" Jim asked.

Anita and Janice looked and each other and said, "No, she's tied up at her house."

Jim grabbed a towel and the three of them headed for the pool.

Meanwhile, back at Helen's house...

Helen was lightly snoozing, waiting for Anita and Janice to return and untie her. She was dreaming of getting fucked by her 22-year-old yard boy when she heard someone at her bedroom door.

Her housekeeper, Rita, was standing in the doorway staring at her lying spread-eagle on the bed. She was naked and her wrists and ankles were strapped to the four corners of the bed.

"Are you okay, Miss Helen?" she asked.

"Nothing that a good fuck wouldn't fix," she replied. "Janice and Anita tied me up again. And, as usual, they just left me here without letting me cum."

"You're pretty much helpless, aren't you?" Rita asked, rhetorically. She took her phone out and snapped a few pictures. "You don't mind if I show these to my husband, do you?" she asked. "He'll love the close up of your pussy!"

Rita softly pinched each of Helen's nipples until they were rock hard. "Did you breast-feed your children?" she asked, leaning over and sucking on each nipple.

"Yes," said Helen. Her breath was getting ragged. "Fuck! I'm going to start lactating again if you keep sucking on my tits."

Rita stopped sucking Helen's nipples and left the room. "Don't go anywhere," she said, "I'll be right back."

In a few minutes she returned with the feather duster she used for house cleaning. She slowly ran the long feather across Helen's clitoris.

Helen was writhing on the bed unable to stop Rita's feather. She moaned, "this is cruel and unusual punishment," and thrust her hips up and down trying to fuck an imaginary cock.

When Rita finally stopped dusting her clit Helen looked to the side of the bed and said, "There's a vibrator in my bedside table. Please use it on me. I'm going to die if I don't cum soon."

Rita found the vibrator and turned it on. "I have a better idea," she said. She unzipped her jeans and pulled her panties down and pushed the vibrator in her own pussy. "That feels good," she said pulling up her panties to keep the vibrator in.

She held her hands on her pussy for a few moments enjoying the buzz between her legs. "I have housework to do." She unbuckled one of Helen's wrist restraints.

When Anita and Janice returned, they found Rita in the living room in her panties. She had one hand on the vacuum cleaner and the other on her crotch. "Where's Helen?" Janice asked.

"She's resting in her bedroom," Rita replied, nodding toward the hallway. She didn't stop rubbing her pussy.

They found Helen, sleeping and still naked and strapped down, with several fingers deep in her pussy.