I'm Bill, I'm 37 years old, unmarried, and very undersexed. I'd not got lucky for years and erotic stories on the internet seemed to be my main outlet for relief. Sad really.
A few years ago I started a new job working for a small software house. The staff numbers fluctuated between 15 and 20. One lady, Jean, who had been there for a few years before me caught my eye. She would be in her 40s at a guess. She was striking even if not stunningly beautiful. She had a good figure for her years, blonde hair and piercing blue eyes. She had the reputation of being quite harsh and I shied away from her for a long time.
I observed how she was with others, in particular men, and I decided I was wise to steer clear. She seemed to respond aggressively all the time, even to benign queries. I guessed that there must be something going on at home or something. It wasn't for me to pry. So I let it go. I was fortunate that our expertise didn't cross over much.
Then one day it was announced that she would be taking a few weeks off due to her husband being in palliative care. He had cancer and it wasn't going to last long. I'm a bit of a softie really, and asked around if anyone was sorting her out some flowers or at least a card or something. The general consensus was that she could 'go fuck herself'.
My father passed away a few years previously and I knew from bitter experience that this isn't the way to treat other humans and so I ordered a large bouquet of flowers to be sent to her husband's bed side and a bottle of red and a card to be sent to her home along with a message that she needed something to relax with as much as is possible during such a hard time. I signed both on behalf of the company of course. She didn't need to know nobody gave a toss.
It wasn't long before the inevitable happened and her husband died. At least this time company policy directed that we would get flowers for the funeral. Nobody volunteered to go and represent us though, so once again my soft heart took over and I went. I kept out of the way of the family - they were grieving, I was not. At the graveside I paid my respects. Jean shook my hand and thanked me for coming. She also introduced me to her twin daughters Ashley and Lauren. They were identical: tall, with good figures, and they had inherited their mother's blonde hair and piercing blue eyes. They looked stunning, despite the puffy, reddened eyes of someone who is heart-broken. I left them to their grief as soon as I politely could.
A few weeks later Jean returned to work. It was a Friday - an easy day for her to get adjusted to work again. She looked horrendous. Her husband had obviously meant a huge amount to her and she was a broken woman. Once she'd settled herself a little she called me over to the meeting room.
"Bill," she said, "I really, really appreciate what you've done for me and my girls these last few weeks. I know you tried to hide the fact that the flowers and the wine were from you, but I know for a fact people hate me here. So I did some detective work. It wasn't hard after you turned up at Fred's funeral." A tear ran down her cheek. "We hardly know each other, and so your actions are all the more meaningful to me. Now I'm guessing a chap like you is probably very busy, but if at all possible would you be free this evening to come round for a meal as a way of thanking you for your kindness?"
"You flatter me, Jean," I replied, "but as it happens I have no plans. I'm not as busy as you presume."
"Great stuff, Bill," Jean said. "Then we'll have you round tonight. Ash and Lauren will cook, so I'll meet you in the bar down the road from my house for an aperitif and a quick chat at 7pm. There's a couple of things I need to go over with you before you set foot in my house that I can't talk about here and now."
I agreed, although it all sounded a little bit strange. I was also nervous, to say the least, because of the way I'd seen Jean in the past. All the same, I was glad to be seeing Ashley and Lauren again, and hopefully in marginally happier circumstances. They were truly stunning girls.
I got to the bar around 6.45. I was always prompt! Jean was there already. She looked very different to the way she did in the office. She was wearing a black figure-hugging dress. The neckline was quite low, but not scandalous! It revealed a good amount of cleavage though which was pleasant. She had a very expensive looking pearl necklace on with a mother of pearl cross that nestled between her breasts. In terms of length, it was probably mid thigh. She had patent leather black heels on. She had no tights or stockings on and her legs looked really well toned for a woman of a certain age.
"Thanks for being prompt," Jean said as she kissed me on both cheeks. "I'm so glad you could make it. This could be the fun we need to break us out of our cycle of grief."
She ordered me a stiff gin and tonic. Not my normal drink of choice, but I wasn't going to argue.
"Right, Bill," she said after we had settled into a quiet corner, "I'm sorry this is all a bit weird for you. Trust me, it's weird for us as well. I'm just going to jump right in and tell you the story. Since Fred got ill things have been very weird around our house. Well for us anyway. I want to run through a few things with you though, without Ash and Lauren around. First of all, I don't know how you got here, but you won't be fit to drive home, and I won't have you clock-watching for the last bus home. And a taxi just wouldn't do. We have plenty of space."
"In terms of the things I wanted to talk to you about, or maybe better put, warn you about. I'll just come out with it. When Ash and Lauren were born we lived in a small flat with just the one bedroom. There wasn't room for cots or anything, so the girls slept in bed with Fred and myself. That's fairly normal I guess for a lot of people. What is less normal is that we never put them in their own beds when they were old enough to. When we moved to our current house we tried giving them their own rooms but it just didn't work. So they continued sleeping in our bed. Fred and I used a spare room for sex until a couple of years ago when they turned 18."
"We asked them what they wanted to mark their coming of age and both girls unanimously agreed that they wanted Daddy's cock. I had sex with my father in the past, and Fred used to sleep with his sister, so this wasn't a request that surprised us. So on their birthday I wrapped up Fred's cock and balls in a red ribbon and bow he fucked them silly. It was great to watch. Anyway, from that day forward we slept naked and would share Fred's dick around. I finally also got the chance to eat out my beautiful daughters and have them eat me out too."
She was talking very matter-of-factly and yet this talk of incest was stirring things in my groin. I was a bit confused why I had to know though. Maybe it was just confession time?
Jean continued: "When Fred got ill we knew we wouldn't have long and so we made the most of him while we could. But when he went into palliative care we knew we'd lost him forever. It was heart breaking. Your card and wine came at a very appropriate moment. We were at rock bottom. We drank the wine, and another couple of bottles, and you were right, we needed to relax. With the tensions of the last weeks numbed by the alcohol the girls and I enjoyed each others' bodies in ways we hadn't before. It was different without Fred around. No penis will do that, but it was good. Very good. So you see, you really made a huge difference to our lives. We agreed that we'd have you round for a meal once things started getting back to normal."
"I hope you don't mind me burdening you with this. I just felt the need to fill you in. Ashley and Lauren miss their father a great deal. And, well, their experiences around home mean they are a little bit different to most girls. They have very different inhibitions to other girls, particularly around the home. And their sense of appropriateness of dress and action is a little different to what is considered to be normal. So I just wanted to warn you to expect the unexpected and not be offended by it."
"We had a rule with Fred that if anything we do is not welcome or appropriate then he would smack that person's rear and that would be that. Feel free to adopt that same strategy. I think Ash and Lauren will welcome the familiarity of it."
"Your glass is empty, Bill," she exclaimed, changing tack, "let me get you another and then we'll head back to the house."
We drank our drinks and chatted about other stuff. I was a little absent-minded though. All these revelations had left me a little horny and wondering what might happen later, if anything.
We drank up and left the bar for the short walk to Jean's house. Jean linked her arm into mine and I noticed a slight spring in her step.
We got to the house. It wasn't huge, but it was well maintained and very welcoming. There was a delicious smell emanating from the kitchen as we walked in. It was followed by one of the twins. My heart skipped a beat. Jean introduced her as Ashley. She was tall, as I'd noted before. Her blonde hair was cut short and combed to one side in a spiky fashion. She wasn't wearing mourning clothes like when I'd first seen her at the graveside. Far from it. She had a small summer dress on that probably revealed a lot more than it hid. It had very thin straps and was incredibly low cut, only really just covering the necessary areas. It was very clear to me she wasn't wearing a bra underneath. That was absolutely fine by me. It was also incredibly short showing off acres of smooth, toned leg flesh.
She came straight up to me, flung her arms around my neck, and kissed me square on the lips. When she tried to press her tongue inside I flinched and pulled back exclaiming, "Hey wait a minute!" This was all a little too forward for me.
"Remember what I said, Bill," Jean chimed in, "if it's not wanted or inappropriate then a smack on the bottom will give the right message. Go on, give it a try."
I gave Ashley a firm pat on the bottom thinking would do the trick.
"No, no, Bill," Jean pronounced with a slight twinkle in her eye, "it has to be a lot firmer than that, and it has to be directly on the skin."
Ashley nodded, so I put a hand up under her skirt and slapped her cheek very firmly. It let out a satisfying crack and Ashley yelped theatrically. She smiled, excused herself and flounced back to the kitchen. I watched her go. The hem of her skirt bounced as she went revealing glimpses of more skin. Very intriguing.
A couple of minutes later her twin came out. I knew it was Lauren as she had her blonde hair cut in a bob. Other than that I could see no distinguishing features and she had the same summer dress on. She came straight up to me like Ashley had and kissed me square on the lips. Then she grabbed my buttocks and pulled my groin towards hers. Again this was rather forward, but I knew what to do and smacked her pert cheek under her dress. She also yelped a little and flounced back to the kitchen.
"You're getting the hang of this, Bill!" Jean said. "I hope you're not feeling uncomfortable at all. It's just the way they are. I like seeing them like this as well. It means their thoughts aren't stuck on Fred too much. Let's go and sit down."
Dinner was to be served in the kitchen/diner which meant we could see and chat to the girls whilst they finished preparations. There was quite a unique style about the dining room. The table was quite low down and they had benches instead of chair. One down each side. Jean sat me down on the side facing the kitchen and sat next to me. The bench was quite low to the ground as well to be suitable for the table and I noticed that meant that Jean had to sit with her legs quite spread in order to be comfortable. The skirt of her dress rode up considerably giving me a luscious view of her legs.
"It's a great arrangement isn't it, Bill," Jean said quietly. "There's no way to be ladylike really. We've had a lot of fun around this table in the past."
Jean scootched up as close as she could to me. I didn't know whether to look at Jean or her two daughters in the kitchen. All three of them were exposing a lot of skin.
Ashley came over to the table. She leant over in front of me, placing her hands on the table. Her dress fell forward and I could practically see all of her milky white breasts. Her nipples were tantalisingly covered by the material still.
"Bill," she breathed, "It's so nice to have a man in the house again. We've missed Daddy a great deal. I gather Mummy's explained some things to you, but there's one thing that Daddy used to help with that we really need a man for."
I was expecting to be asked to carve or something.
"There's a little while before dinner is ready, so there's plenty of time. Daddy used to help us shave our pussies. Since he's not been here, Lauren and I have become a little overgrown. Would you mind very much helping out?"
My eyes nearly fell out of my skull. My penis agreed that I would help immediately before my brain could kick in and veto. Ashley grinned and took me by the hand. She led me upstairs to a large bathroom. She rooted around in a couple of cupboards, pulling out a flannel, a razor and some foam. Then she sat straight down on the cold tiled floor and spread her legs. She wasn't wearing underwear so I got an unfettered view of her pussy. It was deliciously pink and fleshy. The blonde pubes were well past the length of stubble, but nothing too unsightly.
"You need to get the flannel wet with hot water, Bill, and give things a quick clean. Then you need to foam me up before shaving. I want to be completely bald. It's so much nicer for Mummy or Lauren when they're licking me down there, plus I think it makes me looks sexier when I'm bottomless. Then when you've done shaving use the flannel to clean off any residual foam."
I got to work straight away enjoying myself a great deal. Every time I touched her, Ashley shuddered. Her breathing became more and more shallow. I carefully shaved every last hair, taking great care not to touch her too intimately. I'm not sure why. When it came to cleaning up though I had no choice. Almost as soon as I rubbed her clit with the hot flannel she screamed with ecstasy. Her whole body convulsed in a massive climax. I finished wiping her up whilst her body continued to twitch. Then she got up and straightened out her dress and told me to wait for Lauren.
Lauren arrived in an instant and plonked herself down in much the same position as her sister. Her pussy looked just as inviting and pink.
"Please don't leave me completely bald, Bill," she said. "I quite like having a little bit down there, but it'll need a trim. There's some scissors in that drawer. You can leave whatever design you like, but my labia need to be hairless."
I duly complied, leaving her a neatly trimmed landing strip that was slightly wider at the top than the bottom. It pointed to the delights to be had down below. I was less careful in my touching of Lauren and was surprised at how slippery and wet she was. When it came to wiping up the residual foam Lauren also climaxed spectacularly. Then she got up as her sister had and waltzed off to the kitchen again.
I tidied stuff up as best as I could and went back to the table. I sat down next to Jean again who thanked me for helping out. It was time for some food and I was famished, and a little light headed. Someone had already poured large glasses of red wine to accompany the meal which looked like it was roast lamb with all the trimmings.
Lauren and Ashley brought the food over to the table in serving dishes, along with warm plates. They insisted on serving Jean and myself though. With the table so low they had to lean right over to reach our plates and I got more delightful views of their creamy flesh as their braless tits wiggled and jiggled.
Eventually they sat down and we started eating and drinking and enjoying ourselves. I could see they they would have to have their legs spread as wide as their mother in order to stay upright on their bench. I was tempted to drop my knife for a peek, but decided better of it.
After a little while I noticed that one of the straps on Lauren's dress was slipping off her shoulder. She seemed oblivious to it. It didn't take long for it to complete its journey to her elbow. The top of her dress sagged revealing a tantalising glimpse of a pink areola and nipple. A little while later the other strap went the same way exposing her naked tits completely.
"Lauren, Dear," said Jean, "It's not fair teasing our guest like that. Remember your manners."
Lauren sighed and her boobs jiggled delightfully. I was expecting her to cover up again, but she didn't. She slipped her arms out of the dress straps letting it fall into her lap. Then I felt a foot wind its way up my leg until it was in my crotch, massaging my cock. She carried on for a couple of minutes, smiled sweetly and then got back to her food.
Suddenly Ashley coughed and spluttered as she was drinking her wine. Quite a bit spilt onto her chest and dress. She used her napkin to wipe as much up as she could but it was clear she needed to sort out the dress immediately. She excused herself, slipping the dress off as she went. Her pert rear looked great as she trotted off. She wasn't gone long, and when she returned she was wearing a thin, tight crop top and nothing else. The shirt finished well above her naval giving a very nice view of her toned tummy, and of course her nether regions which I'd shaved earlier. Her braless tits were quite clearly visible through the top too.
As she sat down I felt her foot snake up my leg into my crotch as her sister's had before. Only this time I felt Jean's hand there also unbuttoning my fly. Ashley ran her toes up and down the length of my shaft through my shorts a few times before settling back down to finish her food.
Soon it was time to clear the plates for dessert. The girls got up to clear the plates. Lauren's dress dropped to the floor leaving her naked. She didn't care. She took great care to dangle her breasts in front of me every time she picked something up from the table. They hung beautifully. The pink nipples hard and pert. It was clear to me that both girls were very much enjoying showing themselves off to me. I wasn't complaining.
"Bill," said Jean suddenly, "come with me."
She took me by the hand and led me upstairs to her bedroom. She rummaged in the wardrobe and pulled out a pair of linen trousers and a shirt.
"These were Fred's but I think they'll fit you ok. Be a dear and pop them on for us, and no underwear. You can use the bathroom to change. Oh and whilst I'm up here, I know I'm not the youngest anymore, and I can see you're enjoying my girls' charms a lot, but would you mind if I slipped into something more relaxed also? Please don't be afraid to say no. Too much older flesh can be a turn off for some I'm sure."
"Please do, Jean," I replied. "You do look lovely and you've worked hard to keep trim. Just make yourself comfortable."
I took the trousers and shirt to the bathroom to get changed, leaving Jean some privacy to change as well. I slipped the shirt on first and it fitted perfectly. It had poppers instead of buttons. I left a couple open at the top. Then I slipped off my trousers and shorts and put on the linen trousers. The soft material felt nice against my naked tackle. I only noticed the problem when I went to zip up. The fly and a large portion of the crotch were missing. My cock and balls were completely exposed. I'd have no chance of hiding my erection now. Not that I expected anyone to have any doubt about its presence to be honest.
Well if this is what Jean wanted me to wear then so be it. I took some deep breaths and headed downstairs. As I walked into the kitchen Ashley was getting something out of a low cupboard right in front of me. She was bent at the waist and her feet were shoulder width apart. The result was an amazing view of her pussy and anus, ripe for a fucking. I stood in the doorway and watched as my cock grew and hardened at the sight. "Oh look, Ashley," said Lauren, "Bill's wearing Daddy's trousers! And he's all hard and flustered watching your behind!"
Ashley looked at me with her head between her legs as Lauren ran a finger along my naked shaft collecting the large dribble of pre-cum that was trickling down. She licked her finger sexily.
"Very nice," she crooned. "Now sit down, dessert is almost ready."
I sat down again, very aware of my exposed cock. It wasn't unpleasant, just unusual. Jean walked in and my stiff cock got even stiffer at the sight of her. She was wearing a sheer strapless chemise and high heels. Nothing else. I could clearly see everything underneath. Her large breasts were surprisingly buoyant for her age, although they did show some signs of sag. She had big puffy areola with long nipples. Her tummy was toned like her daughters' and down below she was clean shaven. Evidently she didn't need a man's help with hers. The skirt section was really short indeed. It literally finished an inch if not less below the bottom of her pussy mound.
She strutted over to the bench next to me and sat down, spreading her legs as far as she could. The skirt section had no chance at all, riding up so that her naked buttocks were on the bench and her pussy was nicely exposed. She reached out a hand and stroked my cock with one hand whilst the other deftly undid all the poppers on my shirt.
The girls brought over dessert which was a cheesecake and squirty cream. Ashley took one look at her mother's attire and peeled her crop top off.
"Mummy, I love it when you wear that dress. It makes me really horny. And we can see how horny it's making Bill!"
The two naked bombshells opposite got to work serving their practically naked mother and myself. They insisted on serving the squirty cream as well. Ashley was rather over-exuberant with it though and a good amount landed in Jean's crotch and some in mine. The girls quickly scooted under the table though and got to work cleaning up with their tongues. And oh boy it felt good. Jean was obviously enjoying the attention too because she was groaning deeply.
Cleanup job completed we finished dessert without much incident, although I had a lot of pleasure watching the way the naked girls across from me moved, as well as stealing furtive glances at Jean's exposed pussy beside me.
When we were all finished the girls told Jean and myself to go to the lounge and make ourselves comfortable. They would quickly clean up and fix drinks before we settled down with a film.
The lounge only had one chair - a snuggle chair. It was easily big enough for us all but close proximity would be necessary unless someone sat on the floor. I didn't expect that would be an option. Jean told me to slip my shirt off and sit down. I did as she asked. She then nestled in next to me making sure her skirt rode up to her waist as she sat. Then she pulled the top down as well so that the whole dress was bunched around her waist. She kicked off her heels so she was naked apart from the ridiculous thing around her waist. She put her arm around my shoulder and stroked my skin, and shuffled forward until her breast was pressing against my arm.
"Are you enjoying yourself, Bill," she asked.
I nodded.
"Good. I'm really glad. Just relax though, I can sense you're tense and don't know what to do half the time. Just go with the flow. If you want to touch it, do. We want to be touched. If you don't want to touch it then don't. If you don't like what myself or my girls are doing then spank us. Hell, spank us anyway. I know I love being spanked. And all of us are gagging for male attentions."
By way of reply I reached out and stroked her breast. She reached down and undid the button on my trousers, then ran her hand from my chest all the way to the base of my cock and back.
Ashley and Lauren came in, still butt naked, and smiled at us. They were carrying between them large glasses, coke and largest vodka bottle I'd ever seen. The placed the lot on a table and poured each of us very strong drinks. Lauren then sat down in front of me, nestling as far back as she could. Ashley did the same with her mother. It was nice feeling my naked penis against Lauren's naked bottom. I looked over and could see that Ashley's rear was planted firmly against her mother's pussy lips. Jean was cupping and stroking Ash's tits. They looked hot together.
I took a big swig of my drink and grimaced at the strong vodka taste. Then I put my drink down and started stroking Lauren's inner thighs. She responded by wriggling her butt against my cock and sighing. Ashley put a film on. I don't remember what it was, I didn't care. All I remember is it had lots of sex in it. I wasn't really paying attention though. I had 3 naked women to play with.
After a few more swigs of my vodka I eventually plucked up the courage to start playing with Lauren's lovely tits. I stroked them and rolled the nipples in my fingers. I could see out of the corner of my eye that Jean had two fingers inside Ash's sopping cunt. I decided I'd do the same and dropped a hand into Lauren's lap. As soon as I touched her pussy Lauren responded by pressing her mound into my palm. She was gagging for it. She was dripping wet. I slipped a finger inside and then another. The second only just fit she was so tight. Almost immediately her pussy clenched itself around my fingers as she climaxed.
Ashley wasn't far behind with her climax. The room was rich with the scent of sex.
Whether intentionally or not I don't know, but Jean then spilled a large amount of her drink down her front, all over her tits and into her crotch.
"Let me help you there, Jean," I said.
She smiled and so I lifted her chemise over her head and tossed it in the corner and got to work licking the sweet alcohol and coke mixture off her chest. I spent more time than necessary sucking on her long nipples but she evidently enjoyed it judging by the sounds she was making. I made my way slowly down to her crotch, licking as I went. I then started making long licks all the way from just above her anus to her clit, making sure to get my tongue into her vagina as far as I could as I passed it. She was groaning within seconds.
I felt 2 pairs of hands relieving me of my trousers. This was quite welcome as they were ridiculous really. Then 2 tongues started licking my anus. This was a new experience for me. It was interesting, shall we say. I let them play whilst I focused on Jean's slippery cunt.
Before long she was cumming hard. She was a squirter and my face got covered in her juices as I felt it necessary to keep tonguing and fingering until she had finished.
I sat up and made no effort to clean myself, it smelt great after all, and took a big swig of my drink. I was definitely pretty drunk and I'm sure the ladies were too.
Lauren refilled us all and then told us to drink up as it was nearly bed time. This was disappointing as I'd just started enjoying myself and as yet hadn't had any relief. But hey, I'd have plenty to wank over. We all necked our drinks and Jean led the way upstairs. I made sure I was at the back of the line so I could watch their pretty pussies climbing the stairs. I probably left a trail of precum up the stairs.
Jean pushed open the door to the spare room. It was rammed full of boxes and all sorts of crap.
"Oh dear," she said, "We've forgotten to make room for you. Are you ok sleeping downstairs?"
Lauren immediately piped up: "Don't be silly, Mummy. He can take Daddy's spot in bed. We'd like that wouldn't we, Ash?"
Ash nodded. Jean took hold of my cock and drew me into the main bedroom. The girls followed, giggling.
Jean and I lay down in the middle of the bed and then the girls went round to her side to kiss her good night. It wasn't your customary kiss good night though. They both snogged their mother full on whilst groping her tits. It was a great sight. Then both of them came around my side.
"Daddy used to kiss us both good night every night," Ashley said. "Please could you do the same. I was expecting a snog like Jean had received, but no they both bent over at the waist, thrusting their pussies towards me. I was evidently expected to provide a very different kind of kiss. I gladly obliged, sucking on each of their vaginas and flicking their clits with my tongue. They tasted so good. I would have continued, but they both pulled away, Ashley hopping into bed next to her mother and Lauren on my side.
"Mummy," said Ashley, "do you think Bill would like to play Daddy's stacking game with us?"
"I don't know, love," Jean replied. "You'll have to explain it to him and ask him."
Ashley duly explained it's where they all lie on top of each other face down, presenting their pussies, and Fred would stick his cock into each hole in turn and then pull it out, repeating until he came. Apparently there was a prize for the winner as well.
I agreed to join in, very keen to see what their pussies felt like around my dick.
Jean lay down on the bed first, and propped her abdomen up with a stack of pillows so her rear was nicely in the air. She spread her legs wide. I could see her hole was dripping wet. Then Ashley clambered on top positioning herself so her cunt was nicely available above her mother's. Finally Lauren got on board.
"Where do I start," I asked?
"Wherever you like," replied Lauren. "Daddy used to start at the top because he said I have the tightest cunt, but you can go wherever you want so long as you give us all equal attention."
I decided that whilst it was fun taking Fred's place to a point, I wasn't Fred, nor did I want to be. So I slipped my dick into Jean's hole. Considering she'd had twins, and was older than me, it was still pretty tight, but my thick penis slipped in easily. I'm not long, but I make up for it in girth. Jean was soaking wet as well so it slipped in easily. I bottomed myself out in her and pulled out as required by the activity. Next it was Ashley's turn, so I positioned myself and slipped in. She was definitely tighter than her mother, but still a good fit. She groaned as I entered her. I pulled out and lined myself up with Lauren. I pushed. She was wet, as was I, but boy was she tight. Almost as if she was still a virgin. It was such a good sensation. I pushed myself in. As I got to balls deep inside she convulsed in another climax, her pussy walls clenching my dick even tighter.
"Hey, that's cheating," said Ashley.
Lauren just grunted. I pulled out and did the rounds again, one after the other. Each cunt felt different, each one was welcoming, and each one was drawing me closer to squirting my load.
"I assume I'm ok to fill one of you up then?"
"Oh yes, that's the plan," said Jean. "The girls are on the pill and I've been sterilised."
I carried on going, thrusting in and out of each willing hole in turn until my climax was due. I tried to go as fast as I could between holes to heighten my pleasure and the girls were enjoying it too. Eventually though, as I bottomed out in Lauren one time my cock exploded, depositing my seed into her. I was glad it was Lauren who had won as she was my favourite. Not least because of her tight vagina.
Lauren clambered off, and lay on her back. Ash and Jean immediately got to work sucking my semen out of her young pussy. They licked and sucked and slurped at her until it was all gone, then carried on until she was clean, and until she climaxed once again.
Then Jean explained that the second part of Lauren's prize would be to sleep in the middle next to Fred. As I was the man she would sleep next to me in the middle with Ashley on the other side and Jean on the outside. We would now get some rest but when Lauren was happy that my dick was ready for fucking again she would nominate the next person to get my load. Then we would repeat until the third had had her fill. After that any further activity was down to my stamina.
I dearly hoped I'd manage the three. I'd not had three climaxes in one night before, other than one particularly heavy masturbation session years ago, but then I'd never fucked a woman and her twin daughters before. I lay down facing Lauren who lay down next to me, but facing away. We settled into a spoon position and I cupped her breast. She crooned. Jean lay down in a spoon position in front of Lauren and I saw Lauren cup her mother's breast as well. Ashley lay down behind me and I felt her push her hand between me and Lauren to cup my balls.
I must have slept because I had some really weird dreams. When I eventually awoke I was aware that someone was sucking on my dick. I opened my eyes and it was Lauren. Memories of the evening flooded back and my already hard cock twitched.
"I think you're ready," Lauren said, releasing my cock from her mouth. "Ash and I want to watch you fuck Mummy's cunt. Fuck her hard, Bill."
Jean was already lying on her back with her legs spread and her meaty hole presented for me to enter. I didn't need asking twice and thrust myself into her roughly. Jean squeaked as I started to pound her. The sound of her juices squelching and our skin slapping together permeated the air. Lauren and Ashley were obviously enjoying it a great deal because I could see them start playing with themselves.
Then I heard Jean panting: "Lauren, sit on my face will you dear. I want to taste your sweet juices whilst Bill pounds me."
Lauren moved over and lowered herself gingerly until her pussy was in line with Jean's mouth. Jean's tongue snaked out and started to lap her daughter's juices up. Ashley's fingering got more frantic at the sight. My pumping did too. And before long I was ready to come. Just as I exploded, Jean also climaxed hard, squirting juices again as before. Lauren and Ashley also timed their orgasms perfectly, all four of us reaching ecstasy at the same time.
I withdrew from Jean's hole and lay back to watch Ash and Lauren suck their mother clean again. It was so hot watching them that I instantly started to get rather hard again. Not completely, but wood was definitely happening.
"Oh good," said Lauren, "I'm pleased to see you're semi hard again. Lie on your back Bill. I want to rest on top of you with your lovely cock in my vagina if we can."
I lay back and Lauren straddled me. She slipped my semi-hard member into her tight hole and lay down using my shoulder as a pillow. Jean and Ashley nestled in either side and we rested again. I didn't sleep this time because it felt so good, and so weird, to be there with my penis inside this young thing. Amazingly it stayed hard enough to remain in her.
After a while I started getting really hard again and Lauren must have sensed it.
"Ash it's your turn to get fucked," Lauren exclaimed.
Then she whispered to me: "Would you like to do it doggy style and then when you're suitably lubed up surprise her by sticking in in her bottom?"
Who wouldn't? I happily agreed. Lauren got Ashley to kneel and I slipped my cock into her young vagina. She was already soaked and I went in so easily. My dick felt a little sore, but I was determined to make it. I gave her a few pumps and then pulled out. I lined myself up with the puckered pink opening before me and pushed in. Ashley gasped and looked at me over her shoulder.
"You are naughty, Bill. Daddy used to love fucking my anus."
She was so tight I really had to work hard to get myself in. Lauren helped by adding plenty of her saliva to the mix. Eventually I was in and got to work, giving her a good ramming. She was making a lot of noise, yelling out all sorts of obscenities. Lauren scooted underneath her and started licking and fingering her pussy as best she could. That really drove Ashley wild. She exploded in a climax but Lauren and I carried on mercilessly. Jean was fingerfucking herself with 3 fingers as she watched her daughter getting sodomised.
It took a good while but eventually I emptied my load into Ashley and as I did she reached yet another climax. Lauren crawled out from underneath, her face shiny with her sister's juices. Ashley lay down and Jean and Lauren got to work sucking my sperm out of Ashleys anus. Man it was hot watching them.
With that done we all collapsed on the bed and slept until morning. We were spent.
I woke up with just Jean in the bed next to me.
"Bill, thank you so much for last night. You've really helped us move on. I'm sorry if it was all a bit weird for you, but you did well. In retrospect I probably shouldn't have fucked you myself, what with us working together and that, but I just couldn't resist seeing what you would be like. I think it helped the girls for us all to be together too. What I'm trying to say is, I enjoyed it a lot, but you must never mention it to our colleagues, and I will regretfully not be fucking your lovely thick penis again whilst we work together. That being said, I place no restrictions like that on my daughters. If you would like to then they will gladly come and visit you from time to time so that they can enjoy your manhood. That's up to you."
I knew I'd be taking her up on that offer. Why wouldn't I? Twins to fuck. And not only twins, but twins who are obviously very relaxed about what happens to them. It would be stupid to decline!
We popped down to the kitchen where Ash and Lauren were preparing breakfast. Naked of course. We ate breakfast in near silence although I did enjoy looking at the three lovely bodies before me as I ate. Then it was time for me to leave. I dressed and bid farewell. As I was leaving Lauren and Ashley gave me two wrapped presents.
"A little something to thank you for your efforts and to remember us by," they said. "But don't open until you're home."
They were picture frames, I could tell from the shape. When I got home I ripped them open. They were close up shots of Lauren and Ashley's young pink pussies, legs spread wide, and slippery and wet, ready for fucking. I couldn't wait to see them again!