***** Writer's Note: I believe Chapters 18, 19, and 20 are tightly linked. Many of my chapters can be read as singles. These three are not like that. The three chapters are a complete story line. You will still enjoy this one if you don't read Chapter 18 but you will not understand Chapters 19 and 20 without it as a basis. Nuff said! Enjoy.
FROM DUSK UNTIL DAWN
Sometime before dawn, that time of deep darkness before a new day in which all men seek the peace of dreamless sleep, Spencer's bed shifted as two young women climbed in and slid carefully under the covers. Dark desire on one side and elfin sin on the other. The two little sirens were there to awaken the sleeping dragon.
He never felt their hands exploring the hairs on his chest. He never heard the giggles, the whispered encouragements. He didn't wake to the covers sliding downward. He didn't wake to the two hands that reached into the opening of his boxers. Like men with teenage daughters all over the world, Spencer slept in his underwear. He hated underwear; but, it prevented accidental exposures.
"He's even bigger than my dad," Nikki whispered.
It's pretty big to still be soft. I wonder how big it gets?
"Of course, it is. I told you so," MacKenzie replied smugly.
"How big does it get? I wish I could see it."
"No lights, remember what we agreed."
It gets big, girlfriend. Really huge!
"Yeah. Is it okay with you, Mac? I mean, if you say 'no', I'll understand. He's your dad. And, I know you guys are almost ready to ...."
"We're not. He won't, not with me anyway."
"I wouldn't be so sure; he's getting hard just listening to us talk about it." Nikki giggled as Spencer's cock began to lengthen, even in his near-sleep state. "Uncle Spencer, are you awake?" Spencer never
stirred.
"I thought you wanted to?" Mac probed.
"Oh, I do. Very much."
I would have if you hadn't interrupted us!
"But, I interrupted you and your dad just when he was putting it in," Mac said with regret.
Both hands wrapped around him and twisted gently in opposite directions. "So, what do we do now? I mean, he's still asleep."
"Kiss it."
"You kiss it."
I'm not gonna kiss it!
Then, after a moment's indecision, a set of lips engulfed Spencer's cock head. And, a wicked tongue wrapped itself around the crown and swiped.
Spencer came fully awake as a pair of warm lips started down the length of his shaft. What he didn't know was who's mouth it was.
Shit! Is that MacKenzie or Nicole?
"Now, you try."
Another set of lips rendered the question moot. This one was hotter. He felt his nuts lift. Whoever was holding them squeezed gently, rolling them in her fingers. His cock surged to fullness. Now heavy and thick, it began to raise itself from his stomach.
The set of lips, encasing the head of his rapidly filling shaft, followed it in the darkness. As they did, his piss-hole got probed by a tongue in a way that was way past naughty.
His cock was now hard enough to stand unassisted. Their hands released him. He made a tentative thrust. Unexpectedly, he half-sheathed himself in a small hot mouth that didn't pull back.
"Mac? Nikki?" He reached for the light switch beside the bed. A petite hand intercepted him, restraining his hand. A young woman's body leaned over him and a finger pressed across his mouth in a 'Shhhhhh' sign. "No lights!"
"Don't talk, just feel."
He felt a small braid of hair with a bead at the end of it, trace first up his chest and then across his lips. For a moment, he was twenty-four years old again and back in that creaky old bed with Kayla--Mac's mom.
Well, damn, that sure as hell brings back the memories.
Before he could stop, his wife's name was on his lips. "Kayl...?"
But, he never finished; a delectable nipple dropped itself onto his lips. He took it, sucking just like all those years ago. Then he smiled,
Not Kayla, because it isn't a woman's nipple.
He ran his tongue across it, then teased the center. A gentle bite brought it to something resembling a point.
This is a young woman's or maybe even a girl's nipple. But in the dark, a nipple is a nipple.
He gently released it. "Jesus, MacKenzie, so much like your mamma. And, so different."
His hips lifted, feeding the young woman at his waist another couple of inches of heavy black dick. She choked a little, but he felt her throat start to open. He withdrew most of his cock to let her catch her breath. "So little experience. Well school is out, baby." He thought of Nikki and that red hair.
He had his cock seated almost to his balls. There was no way she could breath around that. He could feel her lips trying to inch themselves down his thickening shaft.
"A little more to swallow than your dad, huh, Nicole?" he teased.
He nearly came unglued when a tiny voice beside him, next to his head said, "I'm up here, Uncle Spencer."
"MacKenzie?"
Fuck! Now I'm totally confused!
"No. Nikki."
"But ..." He reached out into the darkness next to him, finding the small braid with his fingers. He followed it up to her head to the ponytail and long hair. "Shit, I thought. I mean, the cornrow and braided strand?"
"We both got the extensions and beads, Uncle Spencer." She took his hand in hers, guiding it downward till he had it in his daughter's Pixie-cut short hair. Their hands never left MacKenzie's head as he lifted his hips almost involuntarily.
He felt Mac's lips settle against his balls. She had all of him. She was having a hard time with it, but she had it all. Together, he and Nikki held her head there. Mac panicked. She swallowed hard.
Oh my god, there's so much spit!
He's just too fucking big. How the hell can Tammy do this?
"Fuck yeah, baby. Throat that fucker!"
Did my dad just moan, 'Throat that fucker'?
MacKenzie swallowed again.
It takes some women years to learn what this does to a man; Mac had just figured it out by accident. He moaned again as the contractions of her swallow sucked him in. His abdomen went rigid; his whole torso arched. Nikki felt his hand pull Mac's head in tight. Mac's throat opened around him. There had been no choice; he'd opened it.
Suddenly, Spencer felt her small fists beating insistently against his thighs pushing against him.
MacKenzie gagged as she came up off his shaft. She coughed, gasping for air and backed off reluctantly. His fingers released the back of her neck.
Exhausted, she laid her head on his thigh in the dark and a small trickle of saliva fell on his leg; she took a ragged breath, deep and needful.
He heard Nikki again, just beside his ear. "My turn, Uncle Spence. You thought she was me, huh?"
"Nikki, your dad will kill me."
She whispered in a voice that sent a shiver down his spine, "My Dad's not here. So, I guess I better make it worth dying for." And then, like a shadow, she was gone.
Immediately, MacKenzie switched positions to cover his mouth with his; her tongue was halfway down his throat before he could stop her. He pulled her back a little. "That was so fucking hot. What you did to me. You made me throat you. You had your cock all the way down my throat. God, Dad, I'm so fucking wet."
I almost choked to death on your dick; but, it was still fucking epic! I could feel your balls full resting against my chin! Whoa! That's deep.
She kissed him again, her small beaded-braid of hair tickling his neck and chest.
"MacKenzie, I thought we agreed," he protested weakly.
"No, Daddy, you said you hadn't decided if you'd use my mouth. Now, you've decided. I just wanted you to know what it would feel like. Was I as good as you imagined? Sorry about the gagging thing; but, you're kinda big down there."
He felt Nikki's hand lift his ebony shaft, bringing it to her lips. She licked it like an ice cream cone. She was cute; but, she didn't have his attention yet as he continued to talk with MacKenzie.
"MacKenzie, I can't imagine anything as good as your mouth."
Jesus Lord, I'm just a man. This kind of temptation isn't a fair test of a man's resolve. Not fair, at all.
Closing her eyes, Nikki made a silent vow to herself,
I am to die for.
She tongued him in one continuous lick from his balls up to the tip of his cock; then, brought her thumbs up along the shaft forcing his desire into the head of his cock. Probing, she found his piss hole, inserting the teasing little pointed-tip of her tongue. She twisted, licked wider, and slowly dropped her head, taking his knob with her tightly-stretched lips and mouth back down the length of his erection.
It was a hell of a distraction! Caught up in the sensations, Spencer completely lost his train of thought.
He briefly lifted his head only to find MacKenzie pushing a nipple into his lips. "Suck it, like you sucked my mom's"
Surrounding it with his lips, he latched on like a baby and sucked. He twisted his head on the nipple, rolled it between his lips, and sucked. Mac felt like he'd hot-wired her nipple to her clitoris. She exploded.
Without letting his mouth slip from her chest, she grabbed his hand and brought it to her sex making him cup her.
"Finger me, Daddy! Finger-fuck me while my best friend blows you."
Pretend that doesn't turn you on, Daddy.
She hadn't lied; she was so fucking wet and it was indeed hot. His fingers slid in.
Damn, that's a wet little kitty!
"You may be bare, baby, but you're as wet as your mom ever was. You're wet like a woman who needs a dickin'."
Nikki reached down and lifted Spencer's balls in her hands. Pulling them forward, she used them to slowly and agonizingly feed the meat into her small throat. Spencer could sense how tight she was. He felt the head of his cock nudge her tonsils, push them aside, and start to bend downward into her throat.
