0 comments/ 144342 views/ 15 favorites Peeping Paul By: fantasex13 My name is Paul and I recently discovered that I'm a voyeur. I remarried about three years ago and my new wife came with two teenage daughters and a teenage son. I was very happy to have a family again. I love Margaret, but she is very demanding and very judgmental of my previous friends. She doesn't seem to like any of them. Especially my female friends, of whom there are several that I'm really close to. Margaret can be cold sometimes when she doesn't get her way and I have often in the past three years, ended up masturbating or gone to see a female friend that I played with from time to time before I remarried. This friend gives great blowjobs and will do almost anything I want to do. But this story isn't about her. It's about my two new found daughters and me. The problem I have now, three years later, is not with my wife, but with her daughters. They are the reason I've become a voyeur. I've wondered if their actions are intentional or if they are just so comfortable with their bodies that they don't realize what they are doing to me. The youngest daughter, Chelse, is a vixen. She has long dark hair and a body that belongs on a runway model. She is energetic and bouncy all of the time. She is just eighteen years old and she has blossomed into a fine young woman. She loves to tease me. When she takes a shower, she leaves the bathroom door open just enough. She never closes the shower curtain any more than enough to keep the spray from hitting the floor. Every time I head to the music room or my bedroom, when she is in the shower, I see that smooth, young skin. I can't help but watch as she slowly moves her hands over her body and touches those places that please her. My dick grows hard and I have to go relieve myself in the master bathroom. I swear she does it on purpose. When she steps out of the spray, she doesn't cover herself right away and sometimes she even masturbates, again; I'm convinced that she wants to torment me. I'm sure that she must want me to see. I hang back, just enough to watch her as she pushes two fingers into her silky cunt and rubs her erect nub. She squeezes her full breasts and then hangs her head as low as possible to suckle her own nipples. My dick gets so hard that I have to slip into the bedroom and jerk-off before I cream my jeans. Some times I do it more than once. I'm so afraid that Margaret will choose those minutes to come looking for me. So far, I haven't got caught. Most of the time, it seems, that the girls wait until their mother is gone to take their showers. When she is home, they never leave the door open more than an inch. Molly, the older one, is twenty-one. She is into the dark side of life. She wears that black lipstick and has raven hair. She even has a few tattoos in some private places. She wears rings in each of her full beasts and it is really exciting to see her nude. She too leaves the door open while she showers. And blatantly masturbates while the water trickles down her white skin. One day, when just she and I were at home, she left the door wide open and the curtain was all but open. She turned to the full size mirror next to the vanity and watched herself as she masturbated with a dong that was larger then me. I saw her watching as I stood there in the middle of the hallway and stroked my dick through the rough fabric of my jeans until a wet spot appeared. I quickly ran to my bedroom as she laughed out loud at me. I can't seem to help myself. They lure me into the scene and I lose all morals that I thought I had. The other day, I came home from work and Chelse had brought a lover home. They were on her bed, both nude and entangled in a love pose. She was sucking his generous dick and his tongue slide in and out of her luscious furry muff. I hid there in the shadows watching as they pleasured one another. I listened as they grunted and sucked and had wonderful orgasms. Without even touching my throbbing cock, my seed spilled into my shorts, as I stood motionless. This was better than any porn flick I had ever watched. I almost got caught because I was so enthralled with the beauty of her body being pleasured by his hungry mouth. "I want you to fuck me," Chelse cried softly. I want you to go all the way with me. Make me feel like a real woman!" "I don't have any condoms," he told her. "You could get prego! I'm not ready to be a daddy!" he protested. Chelse rolled off the bed and her tits bounced as she crossed the room to her bureau. She opened a drawer and pulled out a box of condoms. "Now will you fuck me?" she smiled as she held the box up. "Bring 'em here baby and I'll make a real woman out of you!" the hormone struck boy cried. She placed the curled up rubber over the head of his hard prick and slowly rolled it over the length of his member. "Wow, girl, I thought I was the first!" He squealed then giggled. "I learned how in sex-ed," she smiled and licked her lips. Chelse fell back onto her pillow and spread her sculptured legs wide. Mr. hard dick crawled between them and licked her erect clit one more time. Her legs pulled up and wrapped around his thin waist. My own cock blew up and I felt the seed run down my leg, but I couldn't move. I had to watch this to fruition or until I got caught. Watching, I wanted to touch myself, but I knew I would cry out and get caught or my sticky cum would run down my leg and soil the carpet. So I just watched. And tried not to moan as I watched her perfect body crawl on top of his erect, lambskin covered prick. Wishing it was me. While she was placing the condom over his phallus, he licked her pussy. I saw his tongue jutting in and out of her already wet hole. I had to hold my breath to keep from crying out. Once the protection was on his dick, Chelse climbed over the staff and he slowly guided her down over his manhood. I heard him let out an audible sigh as she bottomed out. "That's it baby, now show me how to make you a woman!" he whispered in a raspy guttural voice. I was enthralled in their movements and my hand slipped into my jeans and tried to keep rhythm with their movements. But alas, being twice their combined ages, I blew my wad before he was even breathing heavy. Chelse whined softly with each upward stroke of his Johnson and her pretty titties bounced up and down. Just before he exploded into her perfect slit, I slipped into the bathroom and listened as they cried out in glorious praise of the sex they had just shared. They professed their love for one another then rolled around on the bed naked for just a while longer. I heard the front door open and slipped into my bedroom, closing the door behind me. Shortly, Margaret came into the room. I had lain on the bed and feigned sleeping. She shook me and whispered, "Paul, did you know that Chelse has a boy in her bedroom?" Pretending to be half asleep, I fluttered my eyelids and said, "What? She has a boy in the house?" "Not only does she have a boy in here, but she is fucking him!" she cried in a soft voice. "Didn't you hear them crying out? I heard it as soon as I walked in the door," she drilled me. "I've been asleep for a few hours, I was exhausted from last night's shift." I lied. "Maybe you should go check on them, get him out of the house!" she demanded. "What do you want me to say? Hey I know you're fucking my daughter so get out of my house?" I asked her. "Yeah, something like that. It is your duty to protect my girls," she cried. "Okay, I'll do it," I said sounding disgusted that I had to tromp in there and break up the happy couple while all the while I was revealing in the fact that I got to go in there and pull her lily white body off his trampy one. Sighing, I rolled off the bed, fortunately my hard-on had swiveled so there was no trace of my voyeurism. I grumpily rolled off the bed and once I was in the hall, I watched just a little longer before I approached the humping children. Finally, I was hard again and I ran to take care of my urges in the bathroom before I broke up the promiscuous teen-agers. Then, just for Margaret's pleasure, I trotted into the room like Chelse's knight in shining armour and loudly proclaimed, "This heathen had better leave this house before I break his little dick off! Quickly, the couple fell apart and mister long dick rolled off the bed, his prick still at attention. I licked my lips when I saw his size. I envied his youth. He found a pillow and covered his now shrinking jewel. Chelse pulled the covers over he delicate body. Then she cried, "You have no right to be in here! GET OUT!" You're mother wants this piece of not good dung out of my house, and I'm doing what she wants. You, my dear are now officially punished for the next week!" I blurted out; again for Margaret's pleasure. I just knew she was in there masturbating and revealing in my manhood. Then I heard the door to our bedroom open and she came down the hallway. "Who told you that you could bring home that type of scumbag that would do that to you?" she demanded once the boy was gone. "I love him!" Chelse cried and slammed the door in her mother's face. "Well, he won't be around anymore, so you can just forget about him!" Margaret screamed back. Then she took my hand and led me into the bedroom. She slip out of her clothes and commanded me to "Disrobe and take care of me! All this has me so horny that I am soaked and so hot I can't stand it. She spread her legs and opened her pussy with two fingers. I looked in her face; she was licking her lips. "Come honey, I need to be fucked really good!" I quickly slipped out of my damp clothes from all the thick cum I'd spilled and climbed onto the bed beside her. As I stroked my dick to get it hard once again and soon the clear drops of precum rose to the head. I breathed deeply then ran my finger over the silky fluid. "Well, come on! I'm horny!" she cried and grabbed my hard dick and pulled me on top of her. Her cunt was barely wet and I had to force my dong into her rough opening. She certainly didn't have the appeal her daughter did. With about five pumps, I spewed my seed into her cunt and she moaned slightly as it pumped into her orifice. "Now, lick it out of me so I won't have it running down my legs when I shower," she demanded. I crawled on top of her again, only this time in a sixty-nine position and I ate her out while she listlessly suckled my limp dick. Within about six minutes, she was quivering and thrashing around with the only orgasm she would have. I thought that she must do that on purpose because we never had sex more than once a night. And I was lucky if we had it that often. A week later, Margaret told me that she had to go out of town for two weeks on a conference. "You're in charge of the kids now. I don't want those boys coming over and trying to make babies with my babies. Do you understand?" She looked at me sternly, like I was one of her kids. "Yes, I understand; no boys while you're gone!" "If I find out that you let them in, I'll kick you out!" "This is my house," I argued, but she just took her luggage out to the car and blew me a kiss as she drove off. That evening Molly, who is extremely rebellious, came in with two really raunchy guys who rode in on motorcycles. "Hey, Paul, I've brought some friends home; don't tell mom or she'll have a fit." This was a command, not a request. She led them to her bedroom and slammed the door so that it would rebound once it hit. I just knew she wanted me to watch her with two guys at once. She stood in the middle of the room, just within eye range and one guy pulled off her top and started suckling her titty. It was full and now had a phallus tattooed on it. His hand caressed the other. The other guy was kneeling in front of her, his face under her mini skirt, he legs V-ed so that he could get to the good parts. Sitting at the far end of the sofa, I could see right into her room without the guys seeing me; but I was sure she saw me and she put on a really good show for me. I held the newspaper in front of my dick and stroked it while I watched those guys fuck, suck, and lick her lithe body. Molly's hands were on the top of each guy's head, supporting her. She moaned loudly so as to attract my attention. My heart was beating so hard I thought it would explode in my chest. I wanted to go join them.. "I wanna be fucked like mad!" Molly cried out loud enough for me to hear. The three of them climbed onto the bed. The guys pulled off Molly's clothes then stripped themselves. I snuck into the hallway, just out of their sight and found a straight shot into the room and the bed. I loosened my belt and silently unzipped my jeans. I slipped my hand into my shorts as I watched. The first guy lay on the bed and pulled Molly on top of him. He shoved his hard prick into her liquid pussy. She moaned loudly, then licked his ear. I was sure she did so to keep me interested in her antics with her two new toys. The second guy undressed and stroked his dick until the precum rose to the head. Then he offered its head to Molly who quickly sucked it into her mouth. He pumped his ass up and down stroking his dong in and out of her mouth. With each downward stroke, she moaned and with each upward stroke he moaned. And silently I moaned on each stroke. My hand became covered in the sticky cum that just flowed out of my prick. I slipped into the bathroom and washed my hand. I pulled off my underwear and pants and stood in the doorway masturbating as I watched her. The guy who had been fucking her mouth wanted a tighter orifice to get himself off, so he moved around to the foot of the bed and stuffed his dripping dick into Molly's sweet ass. I could tell it was tight, because he kept pushing his fingers in and out trying to make enough room for his thick phallus. Finally, I heard an audible pop as the heavy head broke though some barrier. I spilled my seed down my legs. I had to catch my breath to keep from crying out. It was so sexy; she was sucking one and being fucked by one. And I wanted to join in. But she was my wife's daughter; I couldn't do that. But my dick ached for her. I wanted to feel her hot lips sucking my heavy cum out of me. All I could do was watch and get off. I was so glad that Margaret was out of town so that I could watch her being taken care of. I had lost track of time and before I knew it I heard the front door open. I slipped back into the bathroom and closed the door. I heard Chelse say that she was home. Then her door closed. I was sure that she had brought that boy home again. I slipped out of the bathroom and casually walked past her door. It was slightly open and as I peeped through, she was sitting on the side of the bed with a dildo in her hands. She was pumping it in and out of her cunt and rubbing her clit at the same time. I wanted to go in and help her. But I just couldn't do that. I loved them too much to lose them because I couldn't control my voyeurism. So I just watched. And stroked my dick in rhythm with her strokes. The doorbell rang and interrupted my pleasure. I answered it and it was the boy from the previous day. "Hey man, Is Chelse home?" he asked. For a moment, it thought I'd tell him no. Then I knew that I wanted to watch him help her with her dildo so I said, "Yeah, she's in her bedroom; you know where that is, don't you?" "Yeah, man, thanks!" he said and walked right into the room, leaving the door open about four inches. I had a good view of the bed and the pink pussy that had the fake dick in its lips. I sprayed cum all over my legs. Quickly, I ran into the bathroom and jumped in the shower. I left a slit open in the door and didn't close the shower curtain all of the way so that I could watch the action. The boy kneeled before her and took the dildo from her. He then licked the pink cunt with his long tongue then lingered on her little clit. More cum spewed from me. Then he laid her back on the bed. Her legs splayed over the side and he spread them wide and pressed his steel hard prick into her wetness. A soft moan emitted from her lips as he thrust his hardness deep in her pussy. With each thrust of his body colliding with hers, I stroked my own cock and imagined that it was me fucking that sweet body. Her whimpers of pleasure only stirred my yearnings more. I stroked faster and faster and finally fell to the floor of the tub; withering in joy. My prick pumping my useless seed down the drain. Chelse cried out, "Oh yes, you do that so good. Give me more!" My body shook and I lay on the cold porcelain tub. "That's it! Ride me baby!" The words filled the room. I had forgotten about Molly and her two punks in the other room. I jumped out of the shower and wrapped a towel around me. I peeked around the door and Molly was squatting over the first guy; fucking him fast. The other one was rubbing her clit as she moved. The scene was so hot! I wished I had found a woman like her. He perky breast bounced up and down. The guy she was fucking kept her body going up and down on his long shaft. The one rubbing her clit occasionally twisted the rings in her nipples causing her to cry out, "Oh, that's so hot!" Do it to me... make me feel it good!" Then he pinched her clit and twisted the rings once again. All of the sudden her body stiffened and I knew she was about to cum. I had to see this I had to watch her as her pretty body shook with pleasure. Both guys suckled a tit into their mouths and bit down as her body shook between them. Both placed a finger in her one in her cunt and the other in her ass. He body withered between them and she moaned with pleasure that I knew I'd never be able to experience with their mother. As she fell to the bed, he body swathed in sweat, the guys leaned over her and licked the sweat off her slick skin. I turned my attentions to Chelse. He breast bouncing up and down as she sat atop of the boyfriend and he assisted her in his pleasure. Without warning, his geyser erupted and his heavy seed spewed into her unprotected crotch. I prayed she wasn't in season, because Margaret would blame me if she were. I closed the bathroom door and masturbated once more. I couldn't believe how horny I was. I wanted to fuck my stepdaughters and I knew it was wrong. I just wanted to taste their sweet nectar. I heard the front door close. I stepped out of the bathroom and saw that it was Molly who had left. I went into her bedroom and closed the door. I sat on the bed and felt the wetness there. I lay on the spread and smelled the fluids. Then I ran my tongue across the sheet. She tasted so good. My hard-on came back. I took off my clothes and rolled around in the left over sex that smelled so sweet. Using my nose as a probe, I sniffed out their scents and at each one I buried my face in it and tried to taste the couplings or just her juices. With each taste, my prick shot out a little more seed. I thought I was going crazy. I felt possessed. I needed these young girls attentions. I wanted to fuck them too. But it was wrong! I'm supposed to protect them, not attack them. I ran out of the room and back into the shower. But I didn't get under the water. I stood back, with her smell on my hand. Smelling her while I masturbated was more erotic than I could have dreamed. My body shook violently with more pleasure than I had ever experienced with Margaret. And there wasn't even a woman close to me. Then, the shower curtain pulled back. Startled, I turned and there stood Molly. She was unclothed and she stepped into the shower with me. I started to get out, but she blocked my way. She was so beautiful, standing there. Her nipples were erect and the rings sparkled in the light of the florescent lights. Peeping Paul Gets Lucky ( I hadn't planned on extending this story, but my readers seemed to expect it. So with permission of the requestor, here is part two) Hey, I'm back! Good to see you again. My wife, Margaret had to go visit her friend in California and help her through some surgery. So she left me here to take care of the girls. So I've been busy watching them and making sure they do everything their mother thinks they should be doing. We all know that means that no boys are aloud in the house while she's not here. So the first thing I did was go for a ride to get some fresh air. Then I worked in the flower garden for a couple of hours. Finally, I heard the first car drive up the driveway. I peeped around the corner of the house and there was Molly's latest flame in a black leather jacket with chains on it. I wondered if he used those chains to tie her down while he had his way with her. But I didn't dare ask him, or he might use one on me. He looked up and saw me weeding the flowerbeds. "Hey man, is Molly home?" he asked. Looking up, like I hadn't noticed him, I waved and yelled back, "Yeah, I think she's in the shower or her room." He gave mea thumbs up gesture and headed for the front door. I gave him enough time to find her, wherever she was and then quietly went in the back door and stalked around until I saw them. She is in the shower, he was leaning in behind the tub and she was telling him to wait until she was clean. "No, I want to eat you out right now. I love that smooth pussy when it's wet!" he demanded. Junior pulled off his tall motorcycle boots and climbed in behind her. As he did so, I saw him unzipping his tight jeans and pull out that long cock of his. He made me jealous he was so big. I saw him kneel down in front of her and his fingers slipped into her fresh shaven puss. She moaned loudly while she put on a show in front of the mirror. "Oh yeah baby, lick me good. That's it, put that long tongue of yours deep in my hot cunt! Oh YEAH! That's what I want!" Molly held her breasts in each hand and squeezed them together as he licked her pink pussy. I came all over myself and just let the sticky seed dry in my underwear. Later, I would pull them off and sniff them, remembering the scene. She climbed from behind the shower curtain and stood in the middle of the bathroom, in front of the mirror. She ran her hands around her full tits and he knelt before her and sucked he clit as her hips rode in and out attacking his face. Then he picked her off the floor like she was rag doll and carried her unclothed body into the bedroom. They left the door open. With each downward stork of his long dick into her velvet pussy, I pulled on my own Johnson. But my seed spilled long before his. He lasted long enough for me to get it up one more time. And this time I sprayed across the hallways and had to wipe down the walls. I quickly, ran to my bedroom and locked the door. I took a shower and masturbated one more time. Then I felt empty. I wanted a woman that would treat me the way the girls treated the boys in their life. There was a knock on the door and Molly walked in uninvited. "Paul, you need some help, and I'm here to help you!" she declared. The studs in her nipples stood erect and her smooth shaven cunt was the sweetest thing I've ever seen. Her flat belly pulsated with her breathing. She was like a walking sculpture. "I don't need any help!" I declared and asked her to get dressed and leave. "NO! I won't leave until you let me help you with the stress you have in your life. Believe me, I know what a bitch my mother can be. And when she's in her moods how she can withhold things to get her way." "And I know that she withholds sex all of the time. So I'm going to do something for you!" I became really fearful of what she wanted to do. I stood across the bed from her and she said, "Sit on the side of the bed. No, don't put your pants back on. I don't care that you were masturbating. Just come sit on the bed." Neverously, I followed her instructions and sat on the edge of the bed. My prick standing was standing erect between my legs. My balls were squeezed tight from not knowing what she planned to do. Molly knelt before me and spread my legs open wide. She looked me in the eye and then bent and kissed me on the lips. Her pierced tongue slipped into my mouth. It felt strange but was also arousing. My dick stood up. It had precum dripping already. She lapped at the drops of salty cum with her tongue. Then she opened her mouth wide and sucked in my prick. A shiver ran through my body. I was shocked and thrilled at the same moment. The warmth of her sexy mouth on my tool drove me crazy. The movement of her studded tongue was the most arousing thing that I had ever felt. Within minutes my seed spilled out of my cock into her sexy lips. She swallowed all the salty seed. Looked up at me and wiped her lips. Then she bend down and kissed me once again. "I hope you enjoyed that daddy dear!" she licked my face then walked back to her room, where motorcycle boy awaited. I peeked down the hall and he was standing in the doorway stoking his long dick. He had watched her seduce me, just like I watched him seduce her. When they were really into fucking, I slunk down the hallway, still naked and as they fucked, I yanked my own chain. Then I heard the front door open and I hurried back to my bedroom before I was caught nude in the hallway. "Paul, I'm home," called Chelse. "You got anything good to eat?" Standing at the door of my room, still naked, I shook my dick and softly said, to myself, yeah baby, you can eat this. Cum squirted all over my hand. "I'll be there in a few minutes Chelse." I called from where I was. I heard her coming down the hall and quickly closed my door. I heard her door open and then close again. I quickly dressed and knocked on her door. She answered it in only a bra and bikini panties. It was all I could do to keep little Chester down. "Hey Paul! I sure am hungry, what's for dinner tonight?" "I was thinking of fixing a roast, but I got busy in the garden and it's too late now. What do you say we call out for pizza or chicken?" "Sounds great to me," she smiled and pinched my cheek. "Good, I'll go call now; which do you prefer?" "Well, the guys are coming over around seven, so a few pizzas would probably be best, don't you think?" she informed me. "Sure, what do you want on them?" "Oh, maybe three pepperoni and two Hawaiian with extra pineapple." she said and started stripping off her clothes as if I wasn't even there. "Okay, I'll call it in," I said, as she turned and started taking off her school uniform and headed for the shower. The door was left ajar. She stood in front of the mirror and studied her pretty breasts and squeezed the full nipples. Then she touched her furry pussy and climbed into the steaming water. I went to my bedroom to make the call on dinner and yanked my hard cock until its seed overflowed on my hand. Unconsciously, I licked the salty cum off my hand then ran in and washed my mouth out with mouthwash. These girls were driving me crazy! I didn't know what I was doing half of the time. The doorbell rang and Chelse called, "I'll get it!" and ran through the house dripping water on the carpet. She opened the door and three boys licked their lips like she was dinner. I knew she was dessert. "My dad's calling for pizza, I'll be out in a few, after I've finished my shower. Go on in the room." The boys tramped into her bedroom and made themselves at home. Chelse sauntered into the bathroom and started shaving her furry muff in front of the mirror. When she finished her manicure, she came to my room, opened the door and said, "Do you like it? Doesn't it look nicer? It sure feels nicer!" "Yes, sweetie, it looks very nice; why did you finally shave it?" "Because the guys like a smooth pussy. Don't you?" "Well, I don't think about those things so much as your friends, Chelse." I lied. "I just wanted your input. Do you think I should grow it back?" "Do you like it smooth?" I asked her trying to keep my prick from pushing through my jeans. She came closer to me and took my hand. She guided it to the freshly shaven skin and moved it between her legs. "Don't you think it's sexy?" Blushing and erect, I answered her honestly, "It's the most beautiful thing I've ever seen. And yes it's very sexy." "You wanna be the first to lick it?" I nearly had a heart attack and my cock stood tall. " I don't think you want me to do that, sweetheart." "Oh, yes I do. Just taste it and see if it taste better than pussy hair! I know you know what pussy hair tastes like cause mom will never shave her fur!" I giggled with her and agreed with her assessment. "So, taste it for me! Then I'll taste you!" A proposition I couldn't turn down. I knelt before her. She splayed her legs wide. I slipped my tongue out of my mouth and tentatively licked at the prettiest shaved pussy that I had ever seen. With my face on her cunt, she pushed her full pussy lips into my mouth. My dick exploded and spewed seed all over her leg. "Ewwwwwww! I didn't mean for that to happen!" "Sorry sweetie... I'm an old man and get excited easily. You know your mom don't give me much of that stuff. But I thank you for the lick." "I'm gonna shower again now!" she turned and climbed into the shower. I watched as she spread her new shaven pussy lips and my dick got hard once again. I ran into my bathroom and masturbated two times before I felt the relief. The pizzas came and the kids devoured them within a half an hour. Then they retired to their bedrooms to do the things I wanted to do to my stepdaughters. I stood in the middle of the hallway and looked from one to the other. Their doors conveniently left ajar. Stand in the hall way in my bathrobe with nothing on underneath; I stroked my cock with each downward stork of the young men's pricks into my stepdaughter's cunts. I had to wash my hands repeatedly and masturbating was not relieving my desires. Finely, I retired to my room, the sex was too exhausting to for me. I jerked off three times and finally fell asleep. The next morning the boys were gone and the girls were running around in almost nothing. I swear they conspire to drive me insane! Later in the afternoon Chelse came into my room and sat on the bed. "What ya doing?" "Just cleaning up. Why?" "I wanted to thank you for your advice last night!" I looked at her funny. "You know, about this," she spread her robe open to reveal her smooth shaven cunt. My dick shot up. "Oh look at that little fella, where'd he come from?" She knelled before me and took my dick in her hand and licked its head, tasting the precum as it dripped off. I had to catch my breath as her lips first covered my acorn head. And when she sucked me into her mouth.... well I just couldn't control what he did. She sucked me deep and hard and within minutes my seed spit down her throat. My body shivered from the experience. Chelse wasn't the least bit upset. She licked her lips and I watched her smile. "You're real salty! Your cum is real thick!" "I guess that comes with old age, sweetheart." She smiled. "Will you fuck me? I bet you can do better than those boys. Most of the times they squirt before they can even get it in." Embarrassed, I said, "I don't think that we should be talking like this." "I don't want to talk, I want to fuck!" she said boldly. "No you don't you need to save that pretty pink pussy for the right man and have babies with him." I explained. "That's so old fashioned, Paul! You need to get into the new generation!" "I'm old enough and I've been having sex since I was sixteen, I'd like to be with a man who can really give me a great orgasm. Not just a little tingle. Please! I want to feel like a woman!" she begged. "I won't do that!" I protested it was all I could do to get those words out of my mouth and keep my prick in check. Chelse struggled to keep calm. Then she pushed me onto the bed and pulled my dick out of my shorts. "I already sucked this, now I want it in my cunt! Fuck me now! Or I'll tell mom that you did it and you know what she'll do. She'll get your house and throw you out!" "You know I'll do it! Take off your shorts!" she demanded. Just then, Molly strolled into the room. "Oh good, we're finally going to have the family fuck fest! I'm ready!" "Well I'm not!" I protested and couldn't believe I was saying no to what I knew had to be the sweetest pussies in this house. "We promise we won't tell mom, if you eat us out and then fuck us! We know that those boys don't know what they're doing." I took a deep breath and prayed I wouldn't have a heart attack. "Okay... But what happens here stays here!" I felt so weak and so fantastic at the same time. I couldn't believe I was about to have sex with my stepdaughters. They stripped me of my clothes and Molly sucked my hard cock into her mouth. The stud in there drove my prick crazy. It was such a strange and wonderful sensation. I blew in her mouth at least two times. Chelse sat on my face as Molly sucked my dick. Her nectar was like honey; I knew it had to be sweeter than any sugar I had ever tasted. I wanted to suck that sweetness until I died. I exploded in Molly's studded mouth and the feeling was so extraordinary that I thought my heart would explode. All that exploded was my seed deep in her throat. She exchanged places with Chelse and she slid her now smooth pussy over my dick and bounced up and down. I tried hard to keep my seed inside of me. I didn't want any little Paul's coming from either of these little vixens. I was in heaven. I wanted to keep them and send their mother to live in California forever. But I knew that she would be home in two weeks. The girls gave up their inexperienced boys for the next two weeks. When their mother called to say that she was staying another month because her friend was having marital problems. I told her to take as much time as she needed. "We're all doing fine here." "Paul, you're so sweet and understanding! Thank you honey! Tell the kids hello for me!" I winked at the girls who were taking turns licking my cock and they smiled and gave me thumbs up signal. "Yeah, baby, I'll do that! Take your time; we're surviving. We miss you too!" I hung up the phone and Molly pressed her sweet pussy in my face and my tongue was blissful. Chelse sucked my balls and stroked my dick and when my thick cum rose to the head she covered it with her pretty mouth and shared my seed with me. Peeping Paul Gets to Play Hello, everyone, this is Paul again. My life just keeps getting better and better. If I'm not careful, my world will come falling down around my ankles. But I just can't resist. When I last left you, my two stepdaughters Chelse and Molly were pleasuring me. Man, that was the best orgasm I have ever had. I nearly passed out after my seed was expended and enjoyed. Well, Margaret is still out of town and the girls are planning a slumber party with four of their girlfriends. They're having two other girls each over to spend the night and go wild. I just know that my dick is going to be hard all weekend. The girls, have been teasing me and suggesting that I might get some of that sweet stuff if I'm a good dad and pay for everything and buy them some booze. They're all over 18 so I don't think that would be too much, do you? They'll be drinking in the house and I'll be here to cut them off if they get out of order or over indulge. I'm getting excited all ready, because I know that at least half of them will be running around in skimpy little night gowns and hardly anything else. I've seen these other girls and fantasized about them almost as much as I have over Molly and Chelse. I'll probably spend 79 percent of my time in my bedroom jacking off or reading porn. After all, those are someone else's little girls. But I will get to watch them running through my house, their tits flapping under those thin nighties and their young pussies in see through panties or if I'm lucky, tongs! I'm getting hard just thinking about the girls letting it all go tonight! Excuse me; I need to go in the bathroom for a few minutes. Sorry to keep you waiting, but it just felt sooooo good! But I'm all right now and where was I anyway? Oh yeah, nubile young ladies running around my house with little on. Ohhhhh! Hold on, I'll be right back; phone's ringing. Sorry, that was Margaret, she told me she has to stay two more weeks. I think she found herself another man out there in California. Boy, wouldn't that be fantastic! I have the girls and I don't have to listen to her bitch any more. We can pray for that can't we? Okay, well I have gone to the store and brought some Lite beer and some amaretto for the girls to enjoy as they dance and talk and do whatever else girls do during these slumber parties. I'm getting hard just thinking about them. They're really close friends. They are always touching each other and laughing. I think Molly promised them all massages for coming to the party. Boy am I going to have fun. That means I get to touch each and every one of them, since I'm the one that does the massages in this house. Oh, yeah, it's going to be a great weekend! Molly just came in. She's dressed in a tight red dress with no stockings and I'm sure no underwear either. "Hey Paul, did you get everything for the party?" "Yeah, I did. Check out the fridge!" "Great! Plenty of booze! I'm glad you're here and not Mom. She can be such a stick in the mud! Well, I'm going to take a shower. Some of the girls may show up soon. Will you entertain them until I get out?" It'll be my pleasure. I smiled then took my spot in the hall. Molly dutifully left the door open. She stood in front of the mirror, nude and ran her hands over her smooth body. The tattoo on her full breast is of a butterfly landing on a flower. Its colors are brilliant reds and yellows. When she pulls her tits together, they two form a small garden on her chest. It's so pretty from my angle. As she squeezes them together she smiles. She knows I'm in my dark corner watching her. I heard the front door open and I ran into my bedroom. Even though I know Margaret isn't going to be home for weeks, I still am afraid she might sneak back in and see what's going on. "Paul? Paul? Are you home Paul?" Chelse called as she scoured the house for me. Once I got my hard-on from Molly under control I called out to her, "I'm in the bathroom, I'll be out in a minute." When I stepped out of the bathroom she was sitting on my bed. Her skirt half way up. "I need you to help me get dressed tonight. I have this new skirt and it is a little tight. Will you help me pull it together?" she smiled sweetly, knowing I couldn't tell her no when she looked at me that way. I stood next to her and pulled on the buttonhole to fasten it with the button as she pulled it toward my hand. Finally she succeeded in getting the button in the hole and causing me to once again get a raging hard on. Just touching her smooth silky skin does that to me all of the time now. I always have to run into the bathroom and jack off when I've spent any time with her. Now, she wanted me to touch her again. "You know, you're going to have a really good time tonight, Paul. All of our friends are looking forward to getting to know you better now. They want to make sure that you have a really good time." She ran her plump tongue across her scarlet lips then pulled my face to hers and kissed me deep and long. My heart raced and my dick grew once again. I could feel the precum seeping and my dick twitched to fill her with my seed. I pushed her away. "Okay, all fixed now. I have a few more things to do before the girls get here so you go finish putting you makeup on." I shooed her out of the room, but wanted to throw her back onto the bed, rip off that tight skirt and pound her with my throbbing cock. As soon as she was gone, I ran into the bathroom, jumped into the shower and turned on the water as cold as I could stand. I aimed the head of the shower to my pubic area and stroked my throbbing Johnson. In seconds the unused seed spewed out of my rod and my knees buckled. I fell to the cold tub floor. My knees shook and I could hardly catch my breath. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the release of my manhood as it slipped down the drain. I took a deep breath and closed my eyes and waited for my heart to calm before I attempted standing. I was drying myself when the bathroom door opened again. Standing there, completely exposed, I turned to see who had entered without knocking. It was Molly. She had a big smile on her face. She didn't say a word. She walked around me and when she was in front of me, she knelt before me and looked up into my eyes. Licking her lips, she opened her mouth and then I felt the heat from her sweet mouth as it sucked my hard-on into it. I grabbed the ledge of the sink as her head bobbed down and up on my stiff prick. My knees shook; I held tighter to the countertop. The she ran her sharp nails up the inside of my leg and found my gonads. She squeezed them softly as she continued to suck me. My legs became weak and I held tight to the faucet to keep from slipping down onto the floor. Finally my seed rose to the head of my dick and she sucked it all down her long sleek throat. My cock slipped out of her satisfied mouth. Looking up at me from her seat on the floor she whispered, "Now you can play tonight. But bring a condom just in case. Don't want my friends moms telling them they can't hang around with me cause they got prego, you know?" "I'll keep it covered but I doubt any of them will want my prick," I laughed. "Oh, they all want to try it out. We told them how good you are and how gentle. We told them that your knew how to make a woman cum in ways our boyfriends don't understand." My cock stood at attention again to show how proud it was that she enjoyed it. The doorbell rang and I lost my esteem once again. I quickly dried off and put on a loose shirt and some tight pants. I walked into every man's dream. Six nubile young girls with tight blouses and short skirts lookin for some hot fun and some excitement and fun. It was their first night of freedom since school let out and they intended to make it the best. When I walked into the room, they all gathered around me and talking at once thanked me for allowing them to have their party in the house. "It's my pleasure girls, I enjoy watching you have fun and since Margaret isn't home for another week, you are all welcome to come here as much as you want until then." My dick pressed against my zipper, my heart beat like a drum in my chest. I prayed I wouldn't have a heart attack tonight. Melissa was the first to thank me. She put her arms around my neck and nuzzled her nose into my neck. "Thank you Uncle Paul, for letting us have this party. You're going to have a great time! We really appreciate it and plan to show you how much!" All of the girl's friends have called me Uncle Paul; they've done it since they became part of the girl's lives. She kissed me on the lips, inserting her tongue. My heart stopped for a few seconds and my dick grew once again. Then she pulled away and went to get a beer. "Uncle Paul, would you give me one of your great massages? I have this crick just in the small of my back and it's been hurting for about a week. I know you can make me all better again," Kathy asked. "Sure, I'd love to make you fell better, Kath!" I told her. "Good, I'll wait on the table," she smiled and headed for my worktable. As she did so, she slowly took off her silk blouse and there was nothing underneath it. My cock twitched once again. I took a deep breath and went into the bedroom to get my oils. As I turned to go take care of Kath, Melinda blocked the doorway. "Hey, Uncle Paul, I just wanted to tell you how glad I am that you are letting us have this little party here tonight. You won't regret it! We'll clean up everything tomorrow morning." she smiled sweetly then kissed me deeply on the lips. He hard breasts felt good against my chest. Her hand stroked my arm as she kissed me. I never dreamed a house full of 18 to 23 year old girls could be so arousing. Oh, yes I have. I've dreamed about it every since Molly and Chelse moved into my home. Finally, I was reaping the benefit of their youth. All of these fit and healthy girls were making over me like I was their boyfriend. They were giggling and having a good time and including me into their frolic. I felt young again. My cock was in the state of a perpetual hard-on. It was all I could do to conceal it. Retuning to the living room, Kath lay on the table and her body was now nude. She didn't look embarrassed, just comfortable laying there waiting for me to rub my hands over her body and relieve her pain. I put down a towel for her head and she spread her legs open slightly. "Now, where does it hurt?" I asked. She reached around and pointed to the small of her back, "Right here." I squirted some oils over her back and slowly did a deep massage. I took in the smoothness of her skin and the fragrances she wore. I couldn't take my eyes off her perfectly round buttocks and the V she had posed as I moved beside her. She was smooth shaven and her labia was open I could see moisture there as my hands moved over her skin. I was gentle, as I worked her tight muscles in the lower part of her back. Each time I was at the bottom of the table, she spread her legs wider to reveal that pretty pussy of hers. The fluids glistening in the bright light of the living room drove me wild.. The other five girls were talking insistently and didn't seem to be paying much attention to my working on Kath. "Uncle Paul?" Kath whispered. "Yes, Kath, what is it? Am I hurting you?" "Oh know, but I would like for you to do something for me," she whispered softly. "What's that?" I asked. "Would you rub my back all the way between my legs? I have an itch there that needs to be taken care of. Would you do that for me? No one seems to be watching, most of them went into the music room, I think. I know you'll be gentle." She licked her lips and gave me one of those 'you can't deny me' looks. My hand on the small of her back slipped over her buttocks and felt the wetness that flowed from her cunt. My breath caught and I heard her sigh as my finger found its way into her smooth wet pussy. I blew my wad in my shorts and my legs trembled. "Oh yeah, Uncle Paul, That's so good." She rolled over and spread her legs open wider. "Lick me and tongue fuck me. Taste my sweetness," she begged. Looking around to see that the other girls were really gone, I bent over the end of the table and my tongue tasted the sweet nectar that I had discovered with Chelse and Molly. I buried my face deep in her innocence and lapped at the warm, sweet juices there. My tongue darted in and out of the sweet hole and I suckled her nice little clit as my cock spewed juices into my shorts. Rolling over onto her back, Kathy handed me a condom. "I want to fucked like only a man can do. The boys shoot as soon as the slip in. Please make me a woman, Uncle Paul!" My legs trembled. I wanted her more than anything, but she was just a girl. I couldn't do that to her. Please, Uncle Paul, I want to know what a real man can do. Here, I even brought a condom because I've been planning this for weeks; every since the party was planned. Her hand went to her bare pussy and she started fingering herself. Her little clit begged for her attention and her other hand stroked her finger in and out of her pussy. Leaning over the end of the table I licked at her nectar. Her breathing became heavy. "I want you Uncle Paul, please take me!" she breathed. I stripped off my now wet shorts and climbed onto the table with her. My arrow aimed for the wet slit between her open legs and I forced my width into her still tight hole. I knew she wasn't a virgin, but she was still tight. My dick was more than she was use to. He breath caught as I forced my size into her hole. Her long nails scraped my back as my prick see-sawed in and out of the sweet pussy of hers. Within minutes, my seed spilled into the rubber barrier and my body shook along with hers. As I rolled off her delicate size, she kissed me deeply and her tongue went down my throat. Kathy then rolled off the table and touched her freshly fucked pussy lips with her fingers. "Oh, I'm still vibrating. I think I need a beer to calm down, would you please get me one?" I fetched her a beer as she dressed and handed it to her. "You won't tell them we did this will you? I don't think they'd understand," she whispered. Putting my wet finger to my lips I told her that it was our secret and then I licked her nectar off of my finger. Kathy kissed me deep and then headed for the music room to join her friends. I turned on the TV and tried to get lost in some show. But I kept hearing the girls in the music room laughing and having a good time. I walked into the hallway to see if I could see what they were doing, but the door only had a small crack in it. I so wanted to be a voyeur one more time. I heard someone coming and ducked into the bathroom and peed. The door opened and i turned to see who it was. There stood little Sandy. "Oh, I'm sorry Uncle Phil, I didn't know you were in here!" she blushed and headed out of the room. "It's okay, I'm finished. I should have locked the door anyway. Not your fault. I'm out of here." I went into the kitchen started making some popcorn for the girls. Thoughts of Kath ran through my head. I felt guilty and fantastic at the same time. I was lost in daydreams of her under me. My mind saw her smooth tits bouncing up and down with her on my cock taking her pleasures and giving me even more, when a hand touched my back and I jumped like a rabbit that had just heard a gun. "I'm sorry, Uncle Paul, I didn't mean to startle you; I just came out to get another beer." Shelly jumped back as I turned around. My hard-on pointed at her like a gun. I quickly put my hand over my crouch. "Sorry, I'm just a little lonely for Margaret." I lied to cover up how she aroused me. Her long auburn hair shined in the florescent lights of the kitchen and her emerald eyes danced with a smile. "Well, I'll just get a beer and let you alone with your thoughts," she smiled as her eyes surveyed me. Then she looked me in the eye and a smile crossed her face. "You're horney; I can help!" "Oh no, it's nothing! Just my thoughts." I assured her not wanting to scare her. "Loneliness, you know. She's been gone for three weeks now and will probably be gone another two." "Wow, you must be busy at night then," she smiled and winked at me. "No, I'm alright. I am capable of taking care of it. You just go back and play with the girls." I turned to go into the laundry room and she followed me in. As I turned to put the clothes from the dryer into the clothesbasket, Shelly caught my shoulder and turned me towards her. She had taken her sweater off and before me lay the prettiest titties I had ever seen on a woman, let alone a girl. "You suck my tits and I'll suck your dick," she whispered softly as she closed the door to the laundry. Then she turned to release my belt and unzip my jeans. I quickly slipped out of my shoes so I could step out of the fallen pants. My uncovered hard-on bounced up and down in front of me. Shelly knelt before me and licked her pink lips with the tip of her tongue. She wrapped her fingers around the girth of my shaft and covered the head with her mouth. Her tongue was hot as it touched my swollen member. My knees buckled and I had to catch myself on the dryer. I reached for Shelly and lifted her to the top of the machine. I put a hand on each knee and spread her tanned legs and then the soft, unshaven lips of her pussy.. There I saw moisture glistening on the tiny hairs there. "Can I taste you? You look so delicious," I whispered. Shelly smiled and spread her legs wider. She pulled off her blouse and her full beasts fell out with large brown crowns on each teat. My shlong stood erect. But I covered her hairy pussy with my mouth and tongue fucked her. Her essence was sweet and thick. I knew no man had had her before me. I was taking her virginity and I was so hot just thinking of it. I felt eighteen once again. I became the animal I was back then. I took my hard prick into my hand and led it to the wet spot between those hairy lips. Oh, so sweet her juices filled my mouth. I suckled her erect clit and nibbled its tiny head. Shelly pressed the back of my head deeper and deeper into her sweet juices. She forced my face in and out of her cunt and finally wrapped her legs around my neck and her pussy fucked my face. I threw the lean clothes onto the floor and lifted her off the dryer. Spreading her legs wide, I buried my face in her muff. I sucked her clit into my mouth and my dick begged to fuck that virgin pussy. I had to fight with all I had not to take her virginity. But in the end, it wasn't my choice. Shelly pushed herself away from my hungry mouth and rolled me over on my back. She stripped me of my shorts and lowered her now wet pussy onto my throbbing cock. "Fuck me like a man!" she cried. "I've had enough licking in my life. Fuck me for real!" She handed me a condom and I rolled it onto my now ready prick. Then she squatted over me and slid her wet pussy all the way over my dick. I felt it hit bottom. Shelly cried out softly as my cock head banged against the back of her cunt. Tears ran down her face and a smile crossed her lips. "Thank you, Uncle Paul for making me a woman and not giving me a baby. I didn't think I would ever get to be a real woman. Thank you!" she cried as she rode my shaft like a bronco rider. Finally, she had an explosive orgasm and she cried out "Oh yes, this is what it's supposed to feel like. Oh thank you Uncle Paul, thank you! Can I go take a shower now?" I laughed as I pulled on my shorts and told her that she could do whatever she wanted. She kissed me and rammed her tongue down my throat. Then she ran out of the laundry room and into the bathroom. Peeping Paul Gets to Play I was luckier tonight than I have been in most of my adult life. I thought, 'two in one night. I'm not going to have to stroke myself for two weeks.' I picked up the laundry basket and headed for the bedroom to fold the clothes and ran into Betsy. "Oh sorry, Uncle, Paul, I was just looking for Shelly, have you seen her?" "I think she said something about taking a shower," I told her. "Well, I guess it we can go later," she said a little downhearted. "Where were you going?" I asked. "I wanted to get a pizza and she said that she would go with me," she explained. "Are we out of pizza already?" "Yeah, we are. But I don't want to go alone. I guess I'll just wait." "I'll go with you, don't want you out in the night anyway. Just let me get some clothes on." "You have on shorts, what else do you need. It's only like 90 degrees out there!" she scoffed. "Okay, you're right, let's go." Betsy smiled and headed for the door. I followed her and decided I'd drive my truck. I opened the door for her and she slid in. as she did so, her already short skirt slid all the way to the V in her legs. She had on no panties. I got in on my side and she had scooted to the middle of the seat. "Are you comfortable there?" I asked her. "Oh yeah, Uncle Paul very comfortable," she said as she slid one leg under her which pulled up the short skirt to reveal her smooth shaven cunt. My dick twitched. I had to take a deep breath. As I drove slowly to the Pizza shop, she moved around a lot. "Are you uncomfortable Betsy?" "No, Uncle Paul, just horney. I have never had a real man to take care of me. Do you think I'll ever really get fucked? I have to take care of my passion at least four times a week. I'd love to have a real man's cock in my pussy." My dick twitched again. I would never have dreamed that I could get it up two times in one night let alone now working on a fourth. "Do you think if I suck your dick you can get it hard enough to stick it in me and show me how a real man pleases a girl?" she smiled and tears dripped from her eyes. "That's not right, Betsy. You don't want an old man like me to fuck you. You need a nice young boy to introduce you to the wonderful world of sex.." "Please, Uncle Paul. I can rub it and I can put my fingers in it but I can't find the real pleasure that the others tell me is in store. I've tried it with boys my age and they never take their time and when they're through they just fall asleep." she pouted. I pulled into the Pizza parking lot and parked the car. "Please Uncle Paul, park in the back!" I looked at this pretty girl's face and saw a real desire to fuck. She had a need to become a woman. I backed out of the spot and drove around to the back. Betsey spread her young legs apart and the short skit crept up to her waist. Her pussy was shaved and so pretty. It's clit stood erect begging to be licked. She looked beautiful and mature in the dim light of the truck. She smiled, licked her fingers and ran them across the erect clit. "Make it feel good, Uncle Paul! Make me a woman, please? She pouted. My dong pushed against my shorts. I slipped them down my legs as she reclined on the seat. Her legs wide open. I crawled onto the floor of the cab and spread those soft pussy lips apart. I suckled her hard clit and ran a long finger deep into the wetness that was waiting for my touch. "Oh fuck me Uncle Paul! Make me the woman I want to be!" she sighed and closed her eyes. I pulled a condom out of my pocket and covered my bouncing staff. He was ready for action again precum already dripping off his head. I ran my middle finger from the bottom of Betsy's slit to her erect clit. Then I licked the tiny head there and she shivered with pleasure. "Oh yes, Uncle Paul. Make me wet and then feel me with your seed. Make me a real woman tonight!" she whispered hoarsely. I crouched over her lithe body and lapped at her large breast. My prick played at the opening of her pussy dripping precum and wanting to dive deep into her pool of lust. I scooted down between here legs and tasted her nectar. It was like honey. My cock stood taller than ever and with its sheath over it's head it dove into the sweetness there and soon exploded with such force that it backfired onto my skin. When I had finished defrocking this young woman, I placed my face between her shaking legs and lapped my overflowing juices from the delicate skin. Her body shook with ecstasy and she held her hands on the back of my head wanting me to suck her dry. When finally she released me, my body shook uncontrollably. She cried. The tears ran down her face and her lips smiled. "I'll always love you for this, Uncle Paul!" Betsey wiped the thick overflow of cum from her sticky skin with a tissue and headed for the pizza shop to get the food. We drove home in silence. But before she got out of the truck, she kissed me and her tongue slid into my mouth. Tears dripped from her eyes. She said, "I do love you, Uncle Paul!" Then she ran into the house. I walked around back and sat in the swing in the garden. I hadn't meant to have sex with any of these girls. I was just going to be there and chaperone them. I hadn't invited any of them. They had all approached me. I sat there for a short while with my thoughts and tried to understand what had made them all seek me out on this night. These girls all had boyfriends and they were all popular in school. What did they want with an old' codger like me. I followed her in and headed for my bedroom. I really needed a shower. All of this newfound sex was wearing me out. As I walked into my bedroom, I heard the shower running in my bathroom. I went in and there was Carol in my shower. "Whoa! I'm sorry, I didn't know you were in here." I said embarrassed and turned to leave. "Oh don't leave, Uncle Paul I was just finishing; why don't you join me?" She moved over to give me room to step in. I dropped my shorts and ripped off my shirt. My cock waved at her as I stepped into the warm water. Carol licked her lips then fell to her knees. "You have a nice dick Uncle Paul, can I suck it while you shower? If you let me, I'll fuck you too. None of my boyfriends even come close to being that big!" She licked her lips and knelt on the floor of the shower as I stepped in. My erect cock found its way between those innocent lips. She sucked like a prob. I had to support myself with the water knobs to keep from falling. Her mouth was well versed in sucking cock. Her hand played with my balls and two fingers massaged my prostate. My legs shook and threatened not to support me. Watching Carol's expertise on my gentials really exctited me. Margaret would never suck me off. Not even before we were married. Hell, I have to beg her for a hand job. And to get that cost me a new dress once a month. So needless to say, I was a man that wanted these girls to stay the rest of the week. I didn't want them to go home on Sunday night. I wanted the put them all in the bed with me tonight and hope that I died in my sleep. As Carol and I stepped out of the cooling shower, Molly and Chelse walked into the bathroom. I blushed and stuttered. I felt ashamed of what I had done with their girlfriends. "Well, Paul, Molly stareted, "Did you enjoy our little slumber party? Did you get enough to make it a couple of weeks before mom comes back home?" I turned to her and asked, "You set me up?" "No, we gave you a present," Chelse smiled and licked her lips. Then she walked up to me, put her arms around my neck and kissed me deeply, forcing her tongue deep into my throat. "Now, come with us for one last romp before our bitch of a mother comes home and none of us has any fun again for the rest of our lives." The led me to my bed where the other girls were waiting. The tore the towel off of my body and all six of them licked, sucked, kissed, stroked, fucked, and massaged my body to absolute oblivion. This was the best night of my life. My girls are always around to give me pleasure. Especially when Margaret is bitching because I left my coffee cup on the counter. They sneak out and pull me into the bathroom, turn on the shower, give me a blowjob and sneak out unseen. What a wonderful Dad I am... Peeping Paul "You shouldn't be in here," I protested feebly. "Why not Paul, you've been watching me and Chelse; why can't I watch you?" she whispered. I could feel my skin becoming hot with embarrassment. I tried to defend myself; "I haven't been watching you. It's all in your imagination!" I protested. "Oh yes you have and I've been putting on a show for you! I knew you'd like to see me with those two bikers. I knew you liked the bad boys as much as me. I knew you'd like to see me get it from two men," she smiled. Then she put her finger in her pussy, swirled it around then offered the tip of her finger to me. Eagerly, I opened my mouth and suckled the digit. My body shook with delight as she finger fucked my mouth with her young juices. I wanted to taste them for myself. I wanted to stick my tongue into her sweet cunt and nibble her erect clit. I knelt before her and she spread her legs wide. I smelled her sex and my dick exploded all over my legs. Molly pressed my head to her open pussy lips and my tongue slipped into the liquid there. My breath caught and I spilled more seed. "Lick it Paul! Show me how a real man takes care of his women!" she demanded as my tongue slipped in and out of her liquid gold pleasure. My body shook with excitement as her sweet juices filled my mouth. It was like the honey of bees. I just knew that young pussy had to be sweeter tasting and smelling than older pussy. I was right. She lay back on the cool floor of the tub and I sucked her and licked her until the water began to run cold. I didn't even realize the change of temperature but her body began to tremble. At first I didn't notice, but when I did, she was really shaking. I quickly stepped out of the shower and covered her with a towel. "No, don't stop," she pleaded. "That's just so good!" she sighed and slipped out of my arms. I pulled her out of the shower and carried her into her bedroom. I lay her on the bed and turned to leave. "Don't go, I want you to fuck me," she cried. "No, I can't do that. It's just wrong!" I protested and left the room just incase she tried to pull me in. I went to my room and locked the door. Once protected, I put my fingers to my nose and smelled her sweet young juices. Then I suckled my fingers like a baby. Such sweet juices! I imagined that Chelse's would be even sweeter since she was younger. Protected behind my locked door, I masturbated until my body gave out. I changed the sheets and fell asleep. The next morning, I took a shower and headed for the kitchen to get some breakfast. I heard someone in the hall bathroom shower. I check Molly's room and she lay naked, asleep on her bed with a dildo sticking in her pussy. Chelse's room was closed and I assumed that it was she in the shower. I headed for the kitchen when I saw the luggage. It was Margaret. It hadn't been two weeks. My hard-on dissipated. She was now the last person I wanted to fuck. Especially after Molly last night, I liked that sweet young stuff. I fried me up some eggs and bacon, made some toast and sat down to eat. The door to the bathroom opened and out she walked. I put on a smile and said, "You made it home early! I'm glad you're here. "Oh, and why is that? Did the girls give you problems?" she asked. "No, they're never any problem. Quiet as mice when they're home," I lied. "Good, because I'm going to be gone for another three weeks, she smiled. "I hope that won't be an incontinence for you." "Not at all, honey. Your kids are always good for me," I lied. "Sorry to do this to you, but we need my job, you know that!" she continued on and I ignored her. "I really am horny though; you want to take care of my itch?" she smiled devilishly. I silently took a deep breath and smiled. "Nothing I would rather do, my love!" "Good, I only have forty minutes until Michael picks me up, so let's go and try not to wake the kids." I followed her back into our bedroom and she stripped off her clothes. She lay on the bed and spread her body wide open giving me access to the parts she wanted stimulated. She put her fingers in her pussy and spread the lips wide, "Start here," she directed. I licked my lips and stuck my tongue into her cunt. It tasted bitter compared to Molly's sweet juices. I swallowed hard and managed to tongue fuck her without gagging. Then I climbed onto my knees and stroked my cock. Thinking of Molly it took little time for it to become like a steel spike. I positioned myself over her cunt and slammed my hardness deeper in her than I ever had. Her closed eyes opened wide and she had a surprised expression on her face. "Wow, you sure missed me didn't you!" she smiled. "Why of course, sweetheart, I always do when you're gone," I lied. There was a knock on the door and then it opened. Molly stood there naked. When she saw her mother there, she was shocked. "Oh gosh, I'm sorry. I heard voices and I thought Paul was cheating on you. I was going to give the bitch hell!" she lied quickly and exited from the room. "Sometimes I wonder what kind of kids I have," she scoffed and pushed my face back into her pussy. I sucked and licked her to an orgasm and then rolled off her. My prick stood tall wanting to finish the coupling with a fuck. But she just rolled off the bed and said, "Go into the bathroom and take care of that; I don't have time." When I came out of the bathroom, she was gone. Not even a good-bye. I pulled on a pair of shorts and headed for the living room. Sitting there was Chelse; she had on a sheer nightgown, no underwear. "Good morning Paul. I heard my mother come home this morning. She didn't stay long did she?" It was all I could do to hide my arousal. I couldn't do with her what I had done with Molly. She was way too young for me to have sex with. I would kill myself first. She patted the spot beside her on the sofa and indicated that she wanted me to sit beside her. Cautiously, I sat next to her keeping my prick in tact. Her delicate hand landed on my thigh and she sat there without notice of the hardening dick between my trembling legs. With one hand she stroked my thigh, the other she had around my neck. I felt the softness of her young breast on my chest. She smelled of lilac and she made me horny. I tried with all my might to push back the urges. Her skin touching mine burnt like fire. "My friend Jessie is coming over this afternoon to fool around for a while," she said nonchalantly. "I'm glad mom is gone before he gets here. She'd have a fit." I just smiled nervously and shook my head in agreement. We sat there in that position watching TV until the doorbell rang. She jumped up and headed to the door. She opened it without looking to see who was there. I could see the silhouette of her sleek body and sprigs of the soft hair between her shapely legs. My dick grew hard; I couldn't stand up. I put a pillow on my lap. Jessie came in and waved. They headed for the bedroom. He was taking his shirt off as he passed through the door. He grabbed her butt as she led the way. My dick grew. "Paul?" her voice cried out. "What is it?" I replied. "Want to come in here?" she called back. "Why?" I asked. "So you don't have to hide in the bathroom. You'll get a much better view from in here and you can join in too. I think that would be fun; don't you?" I started shaking. I was so excited. "Sure, why not," I replied. "Just give me a minute." I slowly walked into the bedroom. I closed the door behind me. Chelse walked to me and held her hands over her head. I slipped the light gown off her shapely body and she released my belt and let my jeans slip to the floor. "Have a seat man," the boy invited me and pulled out the desk chair for me. His dick was standing tall already. And when I sat, mine stood taller than his. He lay Chelse on the bed and spread her legs. He climbed between them. His dick bounced up and down. It was stiff and droplets of precum danced on its tip. He licked the slit that lay open for him. Then he turned to me, "You want to open the gates?" he asked. I stood up and walked next to the bed. Chelse looked in my eyes and smiled as I bent over her and ran my middle finger the length of her pussy lips. The hair there tickled. My dick stood at attention. "You wanna lick her clit? Look how tall it is already!" he smiled proudly. "Nah, I would rather see you lick it. I want to watch you make her happy," I told him, then sat in the chair and stroked my prick in unison with his motions as he fucked here as I knew I never could. Their bodies colliding created a symphony for me. My hand slid up and down in sync with their lust. Within minutes, I exploded in a spurt of cum that covered my bare legs. My arms trembled and all essence escaped my body. I sat there, vibrating, watching them come together so naturally. Chelse licked her lips and then suckled him until he spilled his seed into her mouth. The he covered her sweet lips with his mouth and my hand went to my erect cock and stroked it hard and fast. Trying to keep rhythm with their lust. He and I exploded almost simultaneously. He cried out; I held my lust in. But my body shook so that I could barely hold myself in the chair. He rolled off her delicate body and she covered his prick head, slurping the thick cum into her hungry mouth. Then she slipped off the bed and sucked my now half limp cock into her mouth. She kneeled before me and sucked until I spilled the rest of my seed into her mouth. Then she kissed me and forced me to drink my warm cum. My prick stood erect once more. I took a deep breath. Then pushed her back to him. I left the room. I wanted so much more but knew I would go too far had I stayed. Now I just watch from a distance. They both know I watch and they love putting on a good show for me. Occasionally, when their mother is gone, they slip into the shower with me and sometimes share sweet nectar with me. I swore I would never share mine with them. I could never live with myself otherwise. But I still watch whenever I have the chance and they love being watched.