I was standing next to the pool, naked, with a hard cock sticky from cum, pussy juice, and the blood of Kaylie’s torn hymen. Kaylie was laying back on the chaise that she been on when she’d asked me to take her virginity; a painful experience for her that my daughter Kim not only helped set up, but watched. Kim was also standing there, eyeing my erection while she and Kaylie freely discussed the fact that my cock was apparently longer than any Kim had ever taken.
Kaylie was in the process of convincing Kim that she should experience my length for herself, rather than wait and hope that she could find a boyfriend, or just an impromptu “hook-up”, with sufficient size. And, from the look on Kim’s face, it was apparent that she was giving the idea serious consideration.
For my part, I had three immediate questions. First, why was the thought causing my dick to remain hard, instead of shriveling up at the thought of pounding my daughter’s pussy?
Second, what would I say if Kim acquiesced to Kaylie’s suggestion? As I already related, I’ve never been able to refuse anything Kim has ever wanted. And despite the obvious social taboo that agreeing to fuck my daughter would entail, I wasn’t sure what my response would be if she said that she wanted to take me on.
And, third, even if I wanted to from a purely sexual perspective, would I be able to emotionally?
“Look,” Kaylie argued, “I know that he’s your father. And, I know that I’m no expert in the matter, in as much as his cock is the first and only live cock that I’ve ever seen or had. But if you’re telling me that after having fucked at least, what, fifteen different guys and you’ve never had a guy with a prick as long as your dad’s, what makes you think that you’ll find one any time in the near future?” I had to admit to the logic, despite the fact that it made my daughter sound like quite the slut.
“It hasn’t been fifteen guys,” Kim replied. But then I saw her mentally checking off past “beaus” in her head. “Well, actually, more like eighteen.” I cringed at the thought.
Kaylie had now stood up, next to me, and was stroking me, keeping me at full hardness. “I mean look at this magnificent piece of man-meat. Do you really think that any of the guys you know can match this?”
Kim took a good gander. I was a little shocked to see that she was willing to look at her father’s naked erection, but proud when she said, “None of the guys that I know can come even close.”
“Hold on, girls,” I finally interjected, “don’t I get any say in this?”
Kim doffed her bikini top, giving me my first look at her adult tits. While Kaylie’s were a respectable B-cup (albeit a bit on the smaller side), firm with tiny nipples, Kim’s were nice, full C-cups, a bit more “pillowey” with dark areola the size of a silver dollar and nipples the size of an unused eraser from one of those big pencils that first-graders use. Especially since they were quite aroused.
She walked over and took my scum-caked sword in her hand, gently stroking it. “Oh, daddy,” she cooed, as her ministrations caused my dick to swell beyond full tumescence; answering the physical part of my last question, “you’re so much longer and thicker than any guy I’ve had. Are you trying to tell me that you wouldn’t, couldn’t, screw me if I asked you to? That you’d deprive your only daughter the experience of having her pussy stuffed full of her daddy’s fantastic fuck stick?”
She knew that she had me, and despite the incestuous situation, I was about to succumb to her wishes when a voice called from the top of the seven foot wall that separated my back yard from the one next door. “Hey, Jim, if you can’t seal the deal with your daughter, can I have a go at her? I’m pretty sure that my cock’s as big as yours.”
It was Ryan, our neighbor. He was tall, fit, single, good looking, and in his forties. The women in the development, as well as a lot of the older teenage girls, creamed in their panties whenever they saw him, which was often; he was always out running or biking, and mowed his own yard and worked on his own cars in his driveway. I’d even caught Kim drooling over him on several occasions. Without waiting for a reply, he jumped the fence and strolled over to join our putative threesome.
“I thought that I heard someone getting nailed over here, but it didn’t sound like Kim.” He looked at Kaylie, still naked and making no attempt at all to cover herself. “Kim sounds more guttural when she cums.” Then he looked at me. “And I never would have thought that you would be the cocksman, Jim. Bravo!”
As was usual, Ryan had on loose gym shorts and an armless workout shirt, neither of which did anything to hide his prodigious bulge. Kim and Kaylie both stared; I’m certain they were mentally comparing what they could see were my dimensions versus what they hoped Ryan’s would be. It was Kim who spoke next.
“Well, how do we know that you measure up to my dad?” she teased, waving my meat wand as a challenge. Ryan quickly peeled off his shirt, and then “dropped trou”, letting his uncut erect penis do his talking. Kim let go of me, and grabbed Ryan.
“Wow, nice and long,” she observed as she ran her hand from base to tip. She tried to get her fingers all the way around, but couldn’t. “Thick, too; especially with this cute turtle-neck sweater,” she giggled, referring to his foreskin. “Seems like a tie, guys.”
What a dilemma. Do I fuck my own teenage daughter, or do I let the guy next door do her?
As it turned out, it wasn’t my choice. Kim dropped to her knees, right there in front of me, getting eye level with Ryan’s rod. “So, lady’s choice. I choose Ryan.” As if to emphasize her selection, she slid Ryan’s foreskin back, then licked the exposed head which was already dripping pre-cum, before taking it and about half his length into her mouth. As she worked the crown with her tongue and lips, she somehow managed to get out of her bikini bottoms, so that she was now as naked as the rest of us. I wasn’t surprised to see that she was cleanly shaven. And, I was no longer disturbed that I was aroused by my daughter’s nudity
Not to be outdone, Kaylie knelt before me. I knew where she was headed, and was fine with that until she smiled, causing the sun to glint off the metal in her mouth. I reflexively pulled back, but she already had a firm enough grip on my shaft that I was unable to escape. “Don’t worry, Jim,” she said, as her tongue trailed up my shaft and across the tip, tasting our comingled juices from her earlier deflowering. “Kim taught me how to cover the braces with my lips.” As Kaylie tongued my cock before taking me in, I had to wonder just how much sex was a part of my daughter’s life. But then the warm wetness of Kaylie’s mouth refocused my attention.