6 comments/ 105308 views/ 17 favorites A Crazy Life Continues By: Stargaze Due to much appreciated comments and praise, I have decided to continue the 'Crazy' series with this next, anticipated installment. For all of my followers, I hope it was worth the wait. * As I rested my head against the glass of the car, I sighed in sadness. If only I kept telling myself. If only it was rainy that day, would things be different now? I knew I'd never know the answer to that question. But that didn't stop me from wondering. As the car stopped at a red light, I stared out at the street and hoped things would change. Though my hope was growing weaker by the day, and I was afraid I may be facing my last chance. I knew the amazing life I had found myself living only a year ago wouldn't last forever; couldn't last forever. It was way too good to be true. Living at home with my father and his girlfriend for the summer was probably the most incredible experience of my life to this point. After our unforgettable journey aboard the sail boat last semester, our lives had all changed incredibly. Not only were my dad and Renee lovers, but we all were, my father, his girlfriend Renee, Kristen my best friend, and me, his daughter. It was an absolute amazing life. Clothes were very rarely worn in the evening hours at home, and we had crazy unbelievable sex almost every night. Kristen would be over almost every day to join us, and we'd swap partners a lot. Renee had become much more than a possible step-mother to me, she was one of three incredible lovers I got to fuck every night. My life at home with my father had gone from what would be considered 'normal' to outright unbelievable in only a matter of months. It all had started when my friend Kristen had the bright idea to turn our mutual crush for my father into something more one crazy day by the pool the previous summer. Our lives would never be the same again, all of us. Now, months later our family life has turned into a daily orgy of amazing sex, and I never wanted it to end. Our lives at my house had to be limited to the weekends when school started, but Kristen and I kept things going in our dorm room, just the two of us. Before long practically everyone on campus knew we were more than friends, since we didn't try hard to keep it a secret. We didn't care for the stares we got from some girls who found it disgusting nor did we like the attention we got from the guys. But it didn't stop us. The summer at my house had turned us into sex freaks, and we wouldn't let it end. We were called everything from lesbos to dykes to freaks. We didn't care for the comments, but we were in love, and couldn't keep off each other. Infact, if it wasn't for the sex with my father over the past year, I would probably think I was actually turning lesbian. I didn't look at any of the guys at school anymore. I didn't need to, I had everything I wanted already at home. Then it all changed. We were at the beach one weekend in late September, the very same beach where I first dared to go topless for my first time only a year earlier with Kristen and our other friend Rachel. Kristen was with me again as usual, but this time my father and Renee came along. We had been to South Beach a few times already that summer together, and we had fun watching Renee experience going topless in public for her first time. Like me, the thrill had invigorated her, and she found it difficult to wear a top after that. We had set up a large blanket on the sand and Renee, Kristen and I, as well as many of the females in the immediate area, had our tops tucked away somewhere. After a little while the four of us would venture to the water, leaving our tops behind, something Renee and I took a while to get used to. But once we tried it, it became addicting. The feel of the waves rushing against our almost naked bodies was exciting, and seeing Renee's exposed tits in the surf was very enticing. In the waves we would splash each other and have fun, but kept it strictly non-sexual in public, though it wasn't easy. My father and I headed back to the blanket first, leaving Kristen and Renee wading a while longer. Back on the blanket moments later I turned on my stomach as I usually do and my father squirted some lotion on my back and rubbed it in. It was something he did for all of us whether we were tanning nude poolside in our backyard, or at the beach. The only difference was at the beach we had to do our own fronts, which I hated. I loved the feel of my father's hands on my breasts, and on this particular day, I couldn't take it. "Daddy PLEASE!" I begged him with a flirtatious and horny smile. "I don't think that's such a great idea right now Melis," he said despite the lump in his trunks that told me he desperately wanted to grant my request. "Oh c'mon, nobody's lookin!" I begged him more, pouting my lips. My father gave a quick survey of the immediate area. Directly in front of us were a thirty-something couple who were sitting in beach chairs and facing away from us. To our left were two guys who appeared to be sleeping on their backs. I had noticed them when we first arrived and judging by their speedos, I knew their only interest was in each other. Behind us was a single woman with large breasts tanning topless with her face in a book. In the distance to her left were two guys with bathing trunks on just sitting there apparently for no reason. The beach was prone to its gawkers, and once my father had to punch a dude and take his camera when he tried to snap a shot of me and Kristen walking up from the beach. I was glad he had caught the perv, but it wasn't uncommon on this beach. The guys here didn't appear to have a camera, and their main interest seemed to be the three girls who were sunbathing about fifty feet in front of them, off to our left. There was probably about a hundred feet or so between us and the girls, who appeared to be around my age. All three of them were topless and tanning on their backs. Nobody, it seemed was paying us any mind except for those horny guys every once in a while, and it apparently it was good enough for my dad. He gave in. "Ok fine but don't tell Renee or Kris, or they'll want me to do it to!" he said with a wry grin. "You do it at home Dad," I said laughing. "Yeah but home is different," he replied with a smirk. With a last glance around he squirted some of the lotion in his hands, rubbed them together and then placed them on my bare breasts. The feeling sent shivers down my spine to my pussy, and I closed my eyes as he rubbed it in. I was so incredibly horny at the moment I couldn't stand it, and as his fingers passed over my nipples, sparks were shooting from my cunt. When his hands were removed I opened my eyes and squealed in delight, "Thank you!" And without thinking I hugged him and gave him a big kiss on the lips. He couldn't resist the kiss, and soon I felt his tongue slipping into my mouth, and I savored it for a few seconds. It's when our kiss broke, my eyes widened. In the distance behind my father I noticed only two girls on the blanket now; the third was walking my way with Kristen and Renee! And the shocking thing was, I KNEW HER. "Hey Melis, remember Tami?" Kristen said in a suddenly uneasy voice as she became close enough. Tami was a mutual friend of ours, who we used to hang out with in school a lot. Being only eighteen, she was a year behind us and was now a senior while we were in college. She was a thin girl, probably about 105 pounds wet, with pale white skin and straight dark brown hair. She was definitely a hottie, and now she was standing in front of us in a tiny red bikini bottom, and nothing else. Her breasts were on the small side, probably an A cup, and her soft pink nipples looked amazing. What the shocking thing about her was, she was my father's student. "MR. B?" she said with a puzzled and awkward look on her face when she noticed the man I was sitting beside was my father, her gym teacher. I instantly looked at my dad as he replied with a face that seemed to have been in more surprise than my own. "Hey Tami, funny seeing you here," my dad said with an uneasy voice. I knew it was difficult for my dad to handle this situation. Here he was on South Beach with his topless daughter beside him, being encountered by one of his high school students, who also happened to be topless. I wasn't sure what Kristen was doing bringing her over here, but I was sure to ask as soon as I could. Kristen looked like she wanted to hide, and Renee was puzzled. "Yeah, I...I'm surprised to see you here too," Tami said with an uneasy voice, now lifting her arms slightly to partially cover her exposed breasts in embarrassment. "Hi Tami, how've you been," I said trying to break the odd tension. Although Tami was one of our friends from high school, we never cared for her too much. She usually spent her time with her two friends Jessica and Cassie, and I could only assume they were the other two girls sunbathing in the distance. Some of the guys in school would often refer to them as 'Charlie's Angels' because of their slim physiques and their hair color, though none of them dated a Charlie. Tami was the brunette and probably the most vocal of the three; it became known fact that she couldn't hold a secret longer than 30 seconds. Jessica was the blonde who was also the school flirt. Not only did she date half the football team, there were even rumors she slept with the math teacher, though they were never proven. My father used to tell me things she had said to him on occasion in the gym. I was so grateful my father had morals, or at least I thought he did until last summer. And then there was Cassie, who had hair that changed color with her period it seemed. Today it was strawberry blonde. Although she was the most voluptuous of the three, she was also the most reserved. Though once you got to know her she could get chatty. "Hi," was all Tami could say back, apparently at a loss for words with the shock of suddenly being found practically naked in front of her teacher. "Who ya here with?" my dad asked her with apprehension. "Umm...some friends," was all she said, though we all knew who they were. "You enjoying your weekend?" my dad asked, apparently unsure what to say himself. "Oh yeah, it's been alright," she said still uneasy. "Are you still with Chris?" I asked her referring to the boyfriend she had been dating the previous year. "Nah, he was an asshole," she said turning her attention to me. "I could've told ya that," Kristen jumped in, "He dump you?" Kristen never hesitated before asking what was on her mind. "No, quite the opposite," Tami replied looking a little annoyed by the question and distracted enough to let down one of her arms. "Good for you girl," Kristen said happily, though I could still tell she was as uncomfortable as us all. "Where are you going next year?" I asked. "It's between Miami U or Dade, depending on whether I get in," she said. "Well good luck, it was nice seeing you again," I said, hoping to end the awkwardness of this meeting. "Yah, same here," she said before looking at my dad and slightly lifting her arm again, "See ya later Mr. B." "Well, I guess I'll see you on Monday," my dad said, hoping to end this odd conversation. "Yeah, see you Monday," Tami said still partially covering her breasts before she turned away from us and dropped her arms. My father was silent as she walked away and I could tell he was a bit shocked at the surprise of meeting one of his students on this beach. We had been to South Beach together a few times now and although I knew the possibility was there, I never really expected it. After all, the beach often was pretty crowded. Though in the late summer it was more sparse. I guessed it was only a matter of time before we ran into someone we knew. I just knew a dozen girls I'd rather have had seen us than Tami. When she left I immediately said to Kristen, "Please tell me you didn't see anything." "See what?" she asked. My father looked nervous and gave me a look that said this is why I don't want to do that in public! I couldn't believe the bad timing, but even if Tami hadn't seen us kiss, or the tit massage, she had seen us at the beach together, this beach together. God what a difference a bikini top would have made at this moment. "Will somebody please tell me what's going on?" Renee asked looking confused as I'd ever seen her. As my father tried his best to explain what happened to Renee, I took a walk with Kristen to discuss the situation, and distance myself from my father now that I knew three of his students were a frisbee throw away. As soon as we got out of ear shot of my dad Kristen turned to me nervously and said, "I am SO SORRY! I didn't know she knew your dad!!" "What were you thinking!" I said to her with a nervous anger in my voice, "We were in school together!" "I know! It's just...she asked who I was with...and I said Melissa...I didn't think..." "Why the hell would you bring her OVER?" I asked raising my voice a little and drawing the attention of the thirty-something couple. "I didn't!" she said trying to lower her voice as our feet hit the incoming tide. "When I told her I was with you, she just said she would come say hi, I didn't realize I probably should stop her until we got half way there! I figured it'd be odd seeing you with your dad, but I didn't realize she knew him! I wouldn't have said hi when I noticed her!" "So you went up to HER?" I was actually getting upset with Kristen for my first time in years. "Melissa please, I'm so sorry, I was stupid!" she cried. I realized she wasn't thinking, I was just upset and didn't know what to say. "Just tell me something, when you were talking to her, was she looking at us?" I asked nervously. "I'm not sure Melis...I don't remember," she said honestly. "What about Jess or Cass?" I asked. "Again, not sure," she said. I glanced at the girls and I could see them now sitting up and chatting. They appeared to be giggling a little bit and I noticed Jess looking towards my father. It didn't surprise me, like many of the teachers in the school, she also had a crush on my dad. But Kristen had as well. Many of the girls in school did, possibly even Tami. As Kristen and I went into the water together once more and talked about the situation, I noticed the three of them get up and make their way towards the water as well. "Shit, they're coming!" I said to Kristen. "So what?" "What am I supposed to say?" "Just act natural, you're at a beach with your dad, no biggie," she said. But what if one of them saw me kiss him I kept thinking to myself. Explaining being topless with my dad was odd enough, but if they saw us kiss, that was unexplainable. As I watched them, I noticed my father watching them as well, and couldn't help but roll my eyes when I saw Jess walk extra close to my dad, still completely topless and not covering herself and waved at my dad. He didn't wave back. As the three of them were coming into the surf, the butterflies in my stomach began to intensify. Although I was extremely nervous with the situation, I couldn't help admiring their exposed breasts. Next to Tami's cute pair, Jess had gorgeous C cups with slightly larger nipples than Tami. Her tan line around her breasts showed that she usually sunbathed with a triangular top bikini on, like I have. Jessica's breasts were smaller than Cassie's, but larger than Tami's. Probably about a B I'd say, and being the darkest of the three, her olive breasts looked outstanding and delicious in the sun. Though my mind was focused elsewhere today. Jessica spoke first as the girls approached us. "Hey Melissa, hey Kris, enjoying a day with Daddy?" she smirked. "You only wish you were," Kristen shot back immediately at the wise crack, and aware of her crush on my dad. Jessica just laughed. "So you usually go to the beach with your father?" Tami asked as her breasts sunk below the water line as we waded. "Yeah, why is it a big deal?" I asked trying to play it off like Kristen had just said to me earlier. "No, I guess it isn't, it's just a bit weird, that's all," Tami said back. Cassie, the quietest one of the three just waded and stayed silent for the time being. "What's so weird about it?" Kristen asked. "Because he see's our tits? Big deal." "Well, I guess it's not a big deal to go topless around Daddy, but it's a little weird when he puts lotion on them," Jessica came out and said. My stomach dropped as Cassie's jaw fell. Apparently from their giggles earlier she already knew what Jessica had witnessed from her beach towel, but she couldn't believe Jess said it. "So she's comfortable with her dad, so what? You'd probably dream of him doing that to you, you slut!" Kristen defended me when I couldn't muster a word. Jessica clicked her teeth, "YOU'RE THE SLUT!" she said back. "Well apparently you're really comfortable with him, so I'd say it's weird," Tami interrupted. "Well mind your own fucking business!" I shot back. "Who's the other girl?" Cassie finally spoke. "What the fuck do you care?" Kristen asked. "I'm only asking a question, no need to get snotty!" she said back. We didn't tell them about Renee, and throughout the rest of the conversation they never mentioned the kiss. I hoped Jessica didn't see it, but Tami's 'really comfortable' line could have insinuated that. I couldn't know. Eventually Kristen and I left the girls in the surf as we headed back up the sand toward my dad and Renee. Our talk with the girls didn't reveal what I was hoping to know, if one of them had actually seen me kiss my dad, but now I knew they saw the lotion, or at least Jessica did, and that was too much already. While part of me wanted to blame Kristen for stupidly approaching them, I mainly blamed myself for being unable to withstand my temptations and having my dad touch me. And had I been able to resist kissing him as well at least I would have had less to worry about. I couldn't believe the hole I had dug so quickly. The encounter with Tami had definitely changed the mood of the day, and I could tell my dad was as uneasy with it as I was. What made it worse was only hours later Tami and the girls walked by our little area on their way off the beach. This time they were all wearing their tops. They didn't say anything as they passed and I'm not even sure my dad noticed them because he was laying on his stomach and apparently sleeping, but Renee, Kris and I all did. The three of them glared in our direction and snickered a bit in the distance as they all now witnessed me still laying out topless next to my dad. I wondered as I lay there afterward if I should have worn my top the rest of the afternoon just as a precaution. I hated to change my ways for them, but had I only known what was to follow, I would have. It didn't take long for the rumors to fly around the school like a nasty swarm of hornets stinging every student they passed. Only a week after our trip to South Beach did word of 'Mr B and his daughter' make its way to my father's ears by way of his coworker's mouth. Apparently one of the other teacher's, Ms. Wade over heard some of the gossip that had all the girls in the hall buzzing and she went straight to her good friend with it, my dad. Thankfully she didn't believe the rumors, or at least my dad hopes didn't believe it. Either way, the thought of our relationship becoming known at my old school, my dad's place of employment, was enough for him to come to his senses and cease everything sexual between us. I'll never forget the discussion that evening. Renee was there and understood. I secretly hoped she was as disappointed as I was, though I know she couldn't have been, after all, she would still get to fuck him. I could however tell she was a bit upset that all the fun would have to end. No more sex, no more walking around the house nude, no more cuddling on the couch together. The scare of hearing about him being involved with his daughter from fellow teachers at work made my father come full circle and realize how insane our lives had become. A Crazy Life Continues I was naturally devastated, and so was Kristen, though she wasn't there to hear the bad news from my father that night. I had to face telling her in our dorm room, where she screamed and cried. She wanted to kill Tami so badly. I couldn't believe all this was happening. All because of a trip to the beach! Still, I tried to have hope. We had encountered this before. After the first time we were together with my father last summer. My dad had come to his senses and stopped it. But it didn't last long, and soon we were on that cruise, and the magic happened again. Then he met Renee, and it seemed to have ended once more. But then we had that amazing boat trip, which started a few months of amazing times together. Now it was ending again, and this time I feared it was for good. Because this time, other people knew, or at least heard rumors from a certain loud-mouth gossip queen and her partners in crime, who were no longer our friends, regardless of how hot they looked in only bikini bottoms. Over the following week, I pleaded with my father to reconsider, telling him how we could still continue what we had, and Kristen and I would do our best to squash the rumors. I even tried stripping in front of him, but he told me to stop. He wouldn't listen, and despite trying to get Renee on our side, she understood why it was for the best. It wasn't accepted in society, and it needed to end. My father said we should all be grateful my mother didn't hear about this, or we'd all be dead. Had she found out, not only would our relationship end, she'd probably have a restraining order set up against my father or accuse him of rape or something. I was grateful at the time that I wasn't living there regularly any longer, and after the decision to stop what we had was made I decided to stay at the dorms on the weekends. If I couldn't be the way I wanted to be with my father, I needed some time away from him. At least for the time being. Kristen and I both took it hard, but we both still had each other, and I guess that led to us becoming even closer. We made love every night after that, and sometimes even between classes. Infact both of us were so disgusted with society for a while after that, we both really closed our eyes to guys for a while, even girls, we just wanted to be left alone. We were already considered to be lesbians by many on campus, we figured we might as well be. And while I was still physically attracted to men, for a few weeks I really lost all interest in them. In my eyes, no man could compare to my father. So for the first time really, Kristen and I became more than just best friends with benefits, we were truly lovers and I considered her my girlfriend, in the dating sense. It remained just the two of us for a while, until one night in early November when Kristen strayed. She took a liking to a guy in one of the classes we shared, and actually asked my permission to persue him. I knew it was only a matter of time before she'd gain her interest in men again. I knew how much she loved me, but we both weren't lesbians at heart and eventually I knew we both needed a dick to keep us happy. Dildos only got us so far when we used one. I thought it was sweet that she asked me if she could see Cory, we had been an actual couple and I guess she felt it was right to ask me. Of course I let her, and while most guys either shunned us as 'lesbos' or tried to get with us for hopes of a threesome, Cory was one of the guys who didn't seem to care about either. He seemed genuinely sweet, and took a liking to Kristen, and I knew they'd be a good pair. Kristen had never found a decent man, well, except for my dad. I knew Cory seemed good for her. It was awkward the first few weeks when they started dating, while Kristen and I continued to have sex with each other, we hid it from Cory. I knew she wanted to tell him, but was afraid how he'd react. He knew she had been seeing me before him, but she insisted we were just friends fooling around. She knew he was sincere in his feelings when he didn't express an interest in getting me to join them, like most guys probably would. So with Kristen busy with Cory, I figured my ban on men should end as well and I let my eyes open for potentials, but struggled to find someone like Cory on a campus full of horny frats. While Kristen was splitting her time between me and her boyfriend, the sex with us became more and more infrequent. I knew I should really find a guy to satisfy my needs, even if he wasn't Mr. Right. After all, I already knew Renee had him. So later that month, almost three months since the beach incident that ended my relationship with my dad, I finally had sex with another guy. He was a junior I met at a party off campus. He wasn't close to what I was looking for, but his looks were there and that was enough for me that night. Plus, since Kristen had started dating Cory, the reputation we had as dykes had slowly dwindled. The sex with Tom was decent, and it definitely felt nice to have a real cock in me again. Though of course we used a condom. I only let my dad fuck me without one, despite the fact I've been on the pill since I was sixteen. Tom was good for a fuck, but he wasn't dating material, and over the next couple of weeks it seemed like I found a different guy every weekend to sleep with when Kristen stayed at Cory's apartment. I was starting to feel like a tramp, and I was becoming desperate to find a man who wanted me for more than just sex. Kristen came back to the dorm late one night and found me crying in bed. She consoled me as she usually does and kissed me softly. I told her how I was still thinking about my father and how I missed him. None of the guys I had been with had compared to him, or even come close. She knew what I meant, and admitted she missed him too. Though it was obvious Cory was easing some of her pain there. She took off her clothes and got in bed with me and kissed me again. Soon our tongues were playing with each other and our legs were locked in a scissor style as we made love. I loved the feel of Kristen's tongue on my nipples as she sucked my tits, and I couldn't help thinking of the way my dad would suck them. I even remembered when Kristen and my dad would each suck on one as Renee went down on me. God it was an amazing time, and I missed those times. When we both reached an orgasm we kissed some more and Kristen laid beside me. "You know what I miss?" I said suddenly. "Your dad?" she said. "Yeah, but besides him, I miss the crazy, I miss the..." and I hesitated. "The orgy?" she said which made me laugh. "Yeah, I guess that defines it well," I said. Kristen got quiet for a moment and I could tell she was thinking about something. Just as I was about to ask her she came out and told me. "I was thinking...and please don't take this the wrong way...but would you be interested in joining me and Cory sometime?" Before I knew what I was saying I said it, "Could I? Please?" Kristen was a little surprised at my eagerness to get with her and her boyfriend. But I guess all the sex with my dad, Renee and her got me accustomed to group sex and I missed it. "If you really want to, yea, of course," she said with a smile. "Do you think Cory would mind?" I asked. Kristen smirked, "MIND? Melis, I told you he didn't mention it to me and he didn't, but the other night I accidentally brought it up in conversation and he couldn't get off it," she said, "So no, I don't think he'd mind, infact, I think he'd be thrilled!" she laughed. We laughed a bit and kissed some more. The following day she gave the exciting news to Cory and told me later on how flabbergasted he became when she told him. I asked her again if she was sure this was something she wanted to do. I knew she had feelings growing for him, and I wasn't sure she was ready to share him with me. She said she wouldn't have it any other way. After all, I shared my dad with her. She was right there, but if it wasn't for her, I'd never would have had my dad. That Friday night after an awkward date in a restaurant, the three of us went to Cory's apartment off campus. It was a small one bedroom place which was rather messy, and Cory seemed really nervous. We sat on his bed and Kristen kissed him passionately, then she looked at me and kissed me the same way. Cory's eyes widened when he saw us kiss for the first time, and the rod in his pants was ready to burst out. After our kiss, Kristen motioned me toward her boyfriend, and as awkward as it seemed, I took his tongue in my mouth and kissed him with mine. After we shared our kiss Kristen was unbuttoning her top, and Cory watched anxiously. After removing her bra she lifted my shirt over my head, I wasn't wearing a bra. Cory's eyes locked on my breasts as Kristen helped him remove his shirt. Before long we were all completely naked and Kristen was laying on Cory. As he inserted himself in her I sat beside them and put his hands on my breasts. Kristen and I kissed as he fucked her and I guess the excitement was too much for him to handle and he came within seconds inside her. Unlike me, she didn't use a condom with him, she told me he was clean. Cory looked disappointed in his performance but Kristen calmed him and told him to relax and enjoy the show. He moved aside slightly on the double bed and watched as Kristen and I began to fuck. I sucked her tits, she sucked mine, and soon I was getting close to orgasm. Suddenly I noticed Cory having newfound hardness and I didn't hesitate and jumped on him. Putting Kristen's boyfriend's cock inside me felt amazing, I don't know if it was because he was her boyfriend and not mine, but it was better than any of the previous guys I had been with. I didn't even care about the condom, like my dad, I let him fuck me without it. And it surprised me. I kissed both Kristen and Cory as he fucked me hard. And I threw my head back as he sucked my tits. In memory of my dad, I moved Kristen's head to my other tit, so she could suck it at the same time. It got me over the edge and I came viciously as Cory exploded inside me moments later. We finally all collapsed on each other, in a naked jumble of arms and legs. It's what I needed, and Kristen knew it. She didn't have the slightest look of regret on her face when she kissed me again. After spending the night at Cory's, the following days were awkward. Kristen insisted she had no regrets, but an odd tension now presented itself whenever Cory and I saw each other. I'd try to act no different, and he tried as well, but apparently the memory remained and after only two weeks Cory was mentioning my name a lot in conversations with Kristen. I wasn't sure what was causing it exactly, but some how Kristen was growing jealous of me. I knew she had no reason to be, she had Cory and was with him several times a week. I had had him once, in her presence, with her approval. Yet somehow I could tell it was eating at her, and I knew our three-way was much different than the times with my dad. Something changed that night, and while it took me a while to realize it. Cory had developed feelings for me. Apparently Kristen's boyfriend was incapable of having just a meaningless night of sex with two girls without attaching some feelings. This bothered Kristen tremendously and unlike everything on this Earth that she shares with me; this she kept to herself. Which is why it took me so long to figure it out. Three weeks after the night at Cory's, things blew up when I mentioned Cory's name during sex with Kristen. We were using a dildo that night and I told her how amazingly better a real dick feels. I told her Cory was much better than I had expected. That's when she lost it. "Get your own fuckin man!" she yelled as she hopped off me on the verge of tears. "Excuse me??" I shot back in shock. "You heard me, leave my man alone, get your own!" That was it. I couldn't believe it had come to this, after all we had been though together, years and years of such an amazing friendship, she was going to ruin it over one stupid night. I knew she was hurt, I knew it bothered her to see her boyfriend visualize my naked body on top of him everytime I saw him. How it probably killed her to see him suddenly flirtatious with me, and how I would try hard not to flirt back, and would sometimes fail. I knew he was her boyfriend, but after all we'd been through with my father, I guess I would have liked her to be cool with it. I was wrong. She had developed real feelings for this guy, something I had never seen her do for anyone except for maybe my father, though now I began thinking it was mostly lust. Had she come to me with her feelings the way she always had, things would have probably been fine. But her sudden outrage with me had me on the defensive, and I shot back every word she called me with equal menace. Our shouting was probably heard 2 floors down, for everyone knew about the 'cat fight between the lesbos' the next day. Though this wasn't a cat fight that would end in kissing like most probably imagined. Kristen stopped talking to me, which made living with her impossible. During finals week she spent many nights at home, refusing to talk to me or Cory for days. It made me miserable to fight with Kristen over this, since I really didn't have any feelings for Cory. But because of her immaturity with the situation, I refused to give in and appologize. Finals week was horrible, and I even flunked a class. I couldn't wait to go home, but nothing there was the same either. The day after my last final I told Kristen I was sorry, but she didn't respond. My father picked me up at school, and seemed chipper on the drive home. He was asking me how things were at school, and he could tell by my bland response that things definitely weren't ok. When he asked me what was wrong, I told him Kristen and I weren't talking. When he asked why with a shocked expression, I told him I didn't want to talk about it. He didn't pry. So there I was, with my face against the window pain, staring in the distance, and wondering how it all went wrong. When I finally came around to talking, I asked my dad how things were at his job, if the rumors were still flying. He told me they died down by Halloween, and now most people seemed to forget about it, and moved onto the next gossip. I wanted desperately to beg him to reconsider everything, but I knew it was no use. He'd only tell me why it was wrong and how we should have never done it, and it would ruin my holidays. When we got to the house I went straight to my room and laid on my bed and started to cry. I couldn't stand what my life had become, and I wanted my old one back. I laid there for a long time, closing my eyes but unable to sleep. After lying alone in my room for what seemed like an hour, I felt someone sit beside me and I turned my head. Renee looked at me with sad eyes and stroked my hair with her hand. She could tell I had been crying and although my father told her it was because of my spat with Kristen, I knew Renee detected the real reason. "Hi sweetie", she said gently as she smiled at me. I said nothing in reply and just looked at her. She was as beautiful as the first time I had seen her, and I knew why my father was in love with her. "Do you want to talk about it?" I knew my father was usually the one who would console me in the past, but somehow I felt more comfortable discussing this with Renee, my new mother. "I wouldn't know where to start," I said. Renee shifted herself closer to me on the bed and said, "Start anywhere." For the next twenty minutes I told Renee how life had been on campus with me and Kristen, and how she had met Cory and everything that happened between us. The entire time Renee just listened as she stroked my hair gently. When I finally concluded with my story about Kristen I was on the verge of tears again and Renee spoke. "Listen to me Melissa," she said in a gentle tone, "Kristen has been your best friend for many many years, you have shared so much together, literally, she'll be fine. I could tell you a similar story about my college days, but I don't want to drift here, because I know this isn't about Kristen." My eyes widened when she said that and I felt a rush of tears coming on. "Honey, I know you love your father, I know you miss the way things were, believe me, I do too. But this is probably what's best for all of us, as much as we don't like it." I wasn't listening to the second half of her sentence. I had three words ringing in my mind like a bell of hope, I DO TOO. If Renee admitted she missed the way we were, maybe there was hope. Maybe I could convince her to change him. "It's not fair!" I shot back, my eyes watering again. "I know sweetie, I know," she said as she hugged me. "Why can't people mind their own fucking business!" I cried as I hugged her. "It's the way the world is, that's why," she said. "Well the world is fucked up then!" I said. Renee took my face in her hands, and wiped away my tears as she looked me in the eyes. "You're such a beautiful girl, you know that?" she said. "So are you," I said. "You're father is crazy about you," she said. "He talks about you all the time. It's killing him to have to do this, it really is." "It is?" I said surprised and a bit relieved. "It's killing me too," Renee said as her lips met mine and we kissed. Our lips touched for a few wonderful seconds, and then I felt her tongue slide into my mouth. It was something I wanted so badly at the moment, and now I knew she wanted it too. We made out for a good few minutes, as Renee slowly laid me down on the bed and removed my shirt. I pulled her little top off as quickly as I could, and I wasn't surprised she hadn't been wearing a bra. Her beautiful breasts met mine as we squeezed together, slowly working the rest of our clothes off as we kissed passionately. I felt Renee's fingers slide down my body and find my beating flower eager for her attention. As she worked two into me, I found her clam with my own as her mouth licked my tits. Fucking Renee was definitely a lift that I needed, we both needed. We probably kissed more that one time than we ever did before. She missed me, she missed fucking me too. It was wonderful, and I felt the rain clouds that had taken residence over me the last few days finally clearing a little. My door stood ajar, and I hoped mightily that my father would wander in and witness our love making. Realize what he was missing. Society said I couldn't fuck my dad, there's nothing against me fucking his girlfriend. I even moaned, louder than I usually do. "UHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!" I screamed as Renee worked my pussy. We were both covered in sweat as I took each one of her delicious nipples in my mouth and suckled them. "OHHHHH", Renee began to chant. The energy between us was enormous, and I felt a climax building and I unleashed it with the loudest moan my voice would allow. "OHHHHHHHHHH FUCKKKKK!!!" I whaled as I came. Moments later Renee joined me in my ecstasy, and we finally collapsed on each other before kissing one more time. "Feel a little better?" she said with a flirty smile. I just giggled, my tears were gone. After lying on my bed together a while longer, we finally got up to go downstairs. Renee could tell I was hesitant to dress, and I believe she was too. But without words, I knew I probably should. When we got down to the living room my father was sitting in there watching a basketball game on TV, and I knew there was no way he couldn't have heard us. Though he didn't give any signs he did. "Hey honey, it's nice to see you smile again!" he said. "You two have a good talk?" "Yeah Daddy, we had a great talk," I said as I winked at Renee to give him a hint in the unlikely case he was deaf! "Good," with a smile. A Crazy Life Continues The next few hours weren't as eventful as I had hoped. I was sure that Renee and I fucking upstairs would stir things up, and we'd have an interesting night, but I was wrong. Nothing seemed to have changed. My hopes began to dwindle again. The weather was poor through the holidays, and my spirits fell like the rain. Having Renee again had been wonderful, but the sun wouldn't shine on me until my father was mine again. I had only two weeks left to make it happen or I might as well forget it ever happened. Finally, on New Year's Eve the sun came out and so did a bit of warmer weather. With a high of 80 degrees, I felt new energy with the nice weather. My father and Renee had run out to do a few errands, and when I crawled out of bed at 11am I found myself home alone. I decided immediately to lay out by the pool, and I couldn't help but think of the fateful summer day that started this whole thing. There was no question about it, I had no intentions on wearing anything. Leaving my clothes in my room, I walked down to the kitchen fully nude and made myself a small snack. I had no idea when they would return, and I didn't care. I had a voice inside me telling me what to do now, and I was listening to it. They couldn't tell me what to do. If I wanted to be naked, I was going to be naked. Let my father see me like this and resist. If he could, then he was stronger than I thought. Moments later I was lying out under the sun in all my glory. It felt amazing to have the sun on my body again, a feeling I hadn't had since that infamous day at the beach when we saw Tami. My breasts missed the sunshine, and my pussy did especially. I soaked it up as I laid out, and while I was excited about their arrival, I couldn't help thinking of Kristen. I remembered laying out with her in this spot two years earlier. It was the first time I exposed my entire body to the world, or at least my backyard. We had splashed around in the pool, kissed, and made love for the first time. I missed her. I was very tempted to call her, but decided against it. She was upset with me over reasons I didn't understand, and I had nothing to appologize for. I got up and jumped in the pool. The rush of the water on my body was invigorating, and I felt myself shiver with excitement as I climbed out. As I stood beside the lounge chair drying myself with a towel, I heard a soft humming coming from the house. Entering the house I heard my dad telling the caller to leave a number. As the answering machine message stopped I heard Kristen's voice on the line. She barely started to talk when I picked it up. "Kris?" I said. "Hi! I've been trying to reach you all morning!" she said sounding desperate. "Sorry, my phone's off," I said. "Yeah, I know," she said sounding slightly annoyed. "So why are you calling?" I asked. "Look Melis...I....I've been a little...well...I never meant to....look, I'm a bitch ok?" she said. I said nothing, just listened. "I'm sorry!! I had no right to treat you that way! I just didn't..." "I forgive you," I said feeling some more tears well my eyes as she appologized. I carried the phone to the lounge chair as she explained to me how stupid she was to worry about me stealing Cory. And how she didn't even want to be with him if she didn't have me. It was everything I hoped she would say, and more. When our chat finally turned a page, she asked what I was up to. "Oh nothin, just laying out pool-side....nude", I said with a giggle. "Get the fuck out of here!! Where's daddy?" she said sounding shocked. "Out with Renee getting some shit," I said. "Oh fuck, do they know you're lying out?" "Nope," I said triumphantly. "Are you gonna get in before they get back?" "Nope," I said almost laughing. "You go girl!" she laughed, "I taught you well!" We both laughed. It felt good to laugh. We spent another few minutes on the phone talking about the possibilties of things turning around for us, and I told her how Renee and I had made love that first day I got back. Kristen thought it was great news, and she was very jealous. She admitted since we stopped talking she hadn't been with a girl and she needed me badly. She even wanted to know what I was doing for new years because she had a party she was invited to with Cory and wanted to know if I'd attend. "I'd love to Kris, but I'm not sure it's the best idea, you know, cause I'm sure you'll want to be alone with him after midnight." "Oh no no, please, I'm over that," she said. "Shit, you could join us again if you want, Cory would love to start the year with two chicks!" "Kris, I'm sorry, but I think I'm going to hang out here," I said. As much as I would have loved to have another rendevous with Kristen and her boyfriend. I didn't want to take the chance of a repeat of Kristen's insecurities, plus I still had a thread of hope that the new year would bring back some 'old times'. "Ahh Melis, please! I need you!" she begged. "You said nothing's happening over there." "I know Kris I know, but I can't give up on this," I said. "Have fun with Cory, just call me after midnight," I said. Kristen seemed bummed I didn't take her up on her offer, but she didn't persist any longer. I eventually hung up feeling better about things, and I laid back to let the sun cook me. After about another thirty minutes or so and another dip to cool off, my father and Renee returned as expected. When the sliding door opened it was Renee that came out first to greet me. "Hey sexy, you're lookin pretty comfortable," she joked. "There's no rules against this," I said mocking my father's pledge to keep things 'normal'. "I guess you're right, may I join you?" she smiled. "Please!" I said back enlightenened, "where's Daddy?" "He's putting the shopping away," Renee said, "I probably should go help him, but I'll be out in a few ok?" "Did he see me?" I asked automatically. "Yeah, he wasn't surprised," she giggled. Renee returned in the house as I lyed in the sun contemplating my next move. I couldn't decide if I should invite him into the pool with us like I did that first summer, or if I should try a different angle. Damn I wish Kristen was here! I tried to think what she would do in this situation, how bold she usually is. And suddenly, I stood up and found myself walking into the house, leaving my towel and everything behind. Entering the kitchen, I stood completely nude in the doorway as I saw my dad putting some cans in the pantry. "Need any help?" I said. Renee turned around from the refrigerator she had been filling and laughed when she saw me. My father's eyes found my tits and pussy almost immediately and smiled. "I see you're back to your ol'self," he said with a smirk. "I'm sorry, does this bother you now?" I said snotty. "Not if it doesn't bother you," he shot back slyly before adding, "can you put this in the laundry room please?" With that he tossed me a box of fabric softner. "Oh shit," I jumped unexpectedly and the box went off my unready hands and fell on the floor. Renee laughed again which made me laugh as well. I complied with my father's request, walking to the laundry room down the hall and returning still very naked. I entered the kitchen shamelessly and helped them empty the remaining bags and find homes for all the things they bought. It did feel a little awkward being the only naked one in the room, and doing such an odd thing while nude, but I felt it was necessary for my father to take notice of me again, for him to really see what he gave up. As we put the last remaining items away I noticed my father steal a glance at my breasts a few more times. I was incredibly relieved he didn't get serious and ask me to put something on. I had no intentions on wearing anything again the rest of the afternoon. And now that I had thought about it, I wasn't planning on dressing again for the remander of the year, which only had about eleven hours remaining. "So you gonna join me?" I said to Renee, purposely ignoring my dad. "You bet baby!" Renee said. I happily returned pool-side to my lounge until I saw Renee emerge moments later, towel in hand, and completely naked. Her body in the sun was amazing, her breasts looked perfect and her pussy was shaved smooth. I felt a stinging between my legs as she winked at me before dropping her towel and diving in the deep end. Surfacing beside me, I watched her glorious wet breasts pop out of the water as she rested them against the edge of the pool. "You coming in?" she said with a sexy smile. "You bet baby," I replied in an instant and got up from my chair and dove over her. When I came up I didn't see anyone at first, but then suddenly I felt hands attacking me below the surface, and I laughed as Renee tickled me before popping up between my arms. "That was a nice surprise," I said to her as she placed her hands on my waist. "Well, I figured if he doesn't want to have any fun, I don't see why we can't," she flirted. "We're not the ones that are related," she said as I laughed. "What do you mean MOM," I said as she cracked up. "Oh my God don't call me that!" she laughed. "Why not?" I giggled, "you're gonna be my step-mom right?" "Yeah that's right, but it makes me feel old," she laughed. "Does it make you feel weird?" I joked with a sexy smile. "Why would it make me feel weird?" she said still grinning widely as I ran a finger slowly between her breasts . "Because it makes me your step-daughter," I smiled. "And??" her smile grew. "And you wouldn't want to fuck your step- DAUGHTER would ya?" I said putting extra emphasis on the D word. "And why wouldn't I want to do that?" she said as she returned my gesture by running her finger down my cleavage. "Oh cause you know, it's 'against the rules'" I said. "I don't play by rules," she said bitting her lower lips before pressing them against mine. Her tongue found mine quickly as our bodies converged under the water. I felt her hand squeeze my tit as I took her ass in my palms. Our kiss was intense and when it broke she almost seemed out of breath. My finger roamed her wet body below and found her drowning flower. As she felt me enter her she exhaled, "Oh fuck me." I complied. It was like a replay of my first time with Kristen, but this time it was another summer, and it was Renee, my most deliciously hot future step-mom. We waded over to the pool steps, just as Kris and I had done two years earlier, and our bodies almost became one as we fucked. Her fingers invaded my pussy three at a time, and as she worked my clit my mouth worked her nipples, sucking each one and savoring them. She was an amazing lover, and it made me think how she compared to my real mother. What it would like to fuck her. That would be something else. My super-bitch of a mother was the least likely candidate to find herself in this situation. Maybe she needed a good fuck. Either way I didn't care about her anymore, I had Renee now, my new mom, and I loved fucking her. When Renee and I each reached an incredible climax it was only then that I noticed my father sitting in the chair by the table, naked and jerking himself off. He had just shot his load when Renee smiled at him and said, "You know instead of watching the show you could have starred in it." My dad said nothing in reply, only smiled with a stare that told us both I know what you're doing. All I knew was I was relieved to have made this much progress. I had made love to Renee twice now on my Winter break, made up with Kristen, and also managed to get Renee on my side now in changing my father's stubborn mind once again. Plus I got my father naked! If not pleasuring me and his girlfriend, at least he was helping himself. I knew the next few hours would be very interesting. After unleashing himself into a towel my father jumped in the pool to cool off but only after Renee and I set up on lounges next to each other. My father didn't sunbathe with us after his dip, instead he returned to the house alone, nodoubt trying to get his mind off losing his willpower and sucumming to our seduction by jerking off in front of us. When he was gone Renee and I talked about why he was being so stubborn, and Renee finally admitted she needed this to end. She wanted to enjoy us both together again, though unlike Kristen, she had no plans and doubted we'd turn him. I was trying to stay more positive, and had a plan of my own developing in my dirty mind. I decided to keep it to myself. As the sun set Renee was ready to take a shower and I told her I would join her. Delighted by my suggestion, we jumped in together and found it impossible to keep off one another again. Her tongue washed my body from head to foot as I came relentlessly all over her beautiful face. I found it only right to return the favor and rolled my tongue down her belly and below until it dove into her clam and licked her to paradise as the water dripped off her. With freshly clean bodies and fresh smiles we exited the bathroom only after I convinced Renee to stay naked with me. As we made our way downstairs, we giggled at our stunt. In the kitchen, my father was in shorts and a polo shirt preparing dinner. When his eyes found us he rolled them and laughed, "I think this is a bit much." "I couldn't help but notice how comfortable Melissa looked before, I thought I'd try it," Renee said refering to my naked escapade in the house earlier. "Yeah dad, you never said this was against the rules," I teased as I plopped myself into my seat at the table. "No, I guess I didn't," he said with an odd laugh. Dinner was extremely awkward obviously, with Renee and I having our exposed tits on display at the table, my father had trouble keeping a straight face. "What?" we played with him? "Pass the breast," I joked, refering to the chicken. Renee snorted a laugh and coughed up some of her wine. We helped my father clean the table, and suggested a movie to watch after dinner. All the while pretending all was normal. "Are you two planning on staying this way all night?" he said finally, "Till the year's over," I said with a grin, "are you complaining?" He said nothing. In the living room about an hour later we were watching some television. My father was sitting on the love seat with Renee, and I was on the recliner. Renee and I were both still naked, and my father had refused to join us. It was getting to us, and finally Renee spoke. "Oh c'mon Rich, join us!" she said nudging him. "Join you what?" he asked unsure what she meant. "You know, don't be the party pooper, we're having a naked new year this year," she joked. "Yeah come on Daddy, take it off!" I laughed. "Oh alright," he said. I could feel his walls getting weaker, and my heart leaped. Renee and I both happily watched as he removed his trunks and t-shirt, and slid off his boxers with Renee's eager help. "That's much better isn't it?" Renee said with a flirtatious grin as she cuddled up beside him. "Happy now?" he laughed. "Oh yes," she said snuggling closer. "Just like ol' times." That's when I decided to move. "Hey! No fair, I'm lonely over here!" And before he could say anything I got up and plopped down on the other side of him, cramming him between us. He didn't tell me to stop, and I didn't want to push it. Yet. As we began watching a movie on HBO, I noticed Renee's hand sliding on his leg, gently caressing it and slowly making its way closer to his cock, which was flacid, but still not small. As it got closer I began cuddling up against him, making sure my breast was against his upper arm. Renee's hand found his cock, and it grew immediately as she began stroking it. His walls were going to come down, I prayed. I knew if he was going to remain strong, he would take he hand off, but he didn't. She worked his shaft slowly up and down and I found myself growing moist between my legs. I made a move. I put my hand on Renee's and she let mine slide beside hers and we stroked my father's cock together. He didn't stop it. Then Renee turned his face with her free hand and began kissing him. I felt butterflies invade my stomach as I licked my lips in anticipation for their kiss to break. When it did, I took my free hand and did the same, hoping and praying he wouldn't stop this. He didn't. His tongue slid into my mouth as soon as I opened it, and we kissed passionately for the first time since that infamous day at the beach. It felt like too long, way too long. When our kiss broke he returned his attention to Renee again, and I made the move I had been planning all day. I slid off the couch and placed my mouth on the head of his cock. I kissed it once, then once again as I took Renee's hand off and I slowly let it slide into my mouth. Keeping an eye on my dad his kiss with Renee broke as he threw his head back with no intentions of letting me stop. Having his rock hard rod in my mouth felt wonderful as I wrapped my tongue around it savoring every part. Just as I had gotten it all in, I felt Renee's warm cheeks against mine, and I was happy to come off to let her have a go. Renee took his cock in her mouth and sucked my saliva off as she worked it. Then she came off as we both let our tongues play on his shaft at the same time, licking each other's in the process. We both licked it up and down in the same manner as he watched us. His girlfriend and his daughter, both licking and sucking his cock together. What man could want more? As we felt him tense up we almost banged heads to take it, and Renee let me win. Putting it in my mouth it began to pump streams of cum into my throat. I wanted to savor it all, but I came off and let Renee suck out the rest as I swallowed what he gave me. It was delicious and I missed it. After he collapsed, Renee and I swapped spit and his cum as we kissed above him. His smile was wider than I'd ever seen it. Renee and I saw no reason to stop the fun as I climbed on top of her and took her breasts in my mouth once again, sucking each nipple with pleasure with the lingering taste of my father's cum still in my mouth. My fingers found her sweet spot and hers mine, as we fucked beside my father, taking our time. After about ten minutes of fingering fun, my father's cock rose again to attention, and I wasted no time in mounting him. He didn't stop me. As his cock entered me I almost cried, I never thought it'd happen again, and I couldn't help thinking of Kristen, and how badly I wished she'd be here. As my father put his hands on my hips, he bounced me up and down on his dick as hard as he could. Taking a moment to suck each one of my breasts, something I'm sure he'd been dreaming about doing all day. Renee began to kiss him and then kiss me as he fucked me. My fingers still working her cunt as I got fucked. When I reached my orgasm my father was still in motion, and I wasn't sure if I should ride him for another round or let Renee have a go. I decided to be selfish, and stayed on the bull. "Ohhhhhhh!!!!" I screamed. "FUCK ME HARDER" "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh," Renee moaned as she released herself all over my hand. "FUCK ME DADDY!!!" I screamed. With that last word, I felt my father unleash a second round of cum inside me as the sensation brought me over the edge a second time as well. "Ohhhhh YESSSSSSSS!!" I whaled as I fell upon him, Renee at our side and sweaty. The remainder of the evening went quickly. The three of spent the final hours of the year cuddling in a naked pretzel and kissing every now and again. As the clock struck midnight, my father's cock was once again inside me, someplace I hoped it would me most of this new year. I only wished Kristen was with me. We all wished that. And then the phone rang. What a story I'd have for her.