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I went out to the patio with my cigarettes (these damned things again) and sat down. I sat quietly and felt the tears running down my face. I did not cry aloud, and I did not sob, and yet the tears were quietly running down my cheeks.

All three women came out slowly after me. All of them crying, all of them sobbing quietly.

Celia knelt down next to my chair and put her head on my right thigh. Diane came second, kneeling down and putting her head on my left thigh. Julie came last and put her head on my knees.

I put my hands on their heads and started caressing their hair. And then I suddenly had a strange urge. I pushed their heads firmly to me and then:

"AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!"

I roared like a wounded lion. Just once. That was enough. I felt... lighter.

All the women burst out sobbing aloud now. "Daddy! Please..."

"Dad, oh God, Don't..."

"Joe, oh my God, Joe, what have I done..."

I think that only at that moment they all started to understand the pain I was in.

After about half an hour I patted their heads and declared I was going to bed for the night.

I took a shower and slipped into our bed, to try another night with Celia without throwing up.

Celia joined me after a while, still crying.

"I'm so sorry, Joe. I should have known that you'll be hurting bad, I just didn't know how much. I shouldn't have set up those phone conversations. What a man doesn't know does not hurt him. God, Joe, what do I have to do in order to gain your trust and love again?"

"Your way of thinking is wrong again, Celia. Not having me listen to those conversations does not change what you and the girls have done. But in a close family like ours you can't hide things forever. You'd have the urge again and would fuck someone, and as you've ran out of family members it would be a stranger. Maybe Jeff whose attributes Diane was trying to sell. How can I face our neighbors and friends who've been fucking our daughters? I know I have difficulty speaking to Jeff every day, and someday I'll have to meet my brothers again, and Dad..."

"If I had not loved you so much you'd be on the street or in jail by now, Diane on her own and Julie in a foster home. But then I'd probably be found dangling from a ceiling with a rope around my neck. You gave so much advice to the girls — can you advise me on how to get rid of the pain? How to love my daughters like a parent should? How to believe your words of love and to trust you again?"

"Joe, start by making love to me again while watching me closely and listening to me. My love for you is not something I can fake. I've never loved anyone else. Hard as it may seem, you just have to believe me. When you'll be able to do that and enjoy it the way you used to, then I beg of you to make love to our daughters also. That should open a completely new world both for them and for you. Our daughters should learn the difference between 'making love' and just 'fucking', and you are the best... no, the ONLY man I know who can teach them. Trust me, darling, we all love each other now, but we will love each other a lot more if you agree to what I say."

She started making love to me. She knew all the right buttons to push, and within a few minutes I was hard and raring to go. My head was screaming: "Don't touch the woman who cheated on you!" but my heart whispered: "Don't give up your love of 20 years. She's slipped a little but she's back on the right track."

Well, my heart and my cock won the battle. I tried to roll her over and make love to her, but she said: "Let me do the work this time. Let me give you all the pleasure tonight."

She kisses my forehead, my eyes and my lips, pushing her tongue to meet mine. She nibbled on my nipples and then moved down. Taking my cock in her hand she started licking the head, swirling her tongue around and around, then she licked the length and finally she went down on me, deepthroating me to the hilt. While doing that her finger started playing around my asshole, and wetting her finger in her mouth she started slowly pushing it into my ass. When she felt that I was ready to explode she stopped, straddled me and came down on my cock very slowly. Her hot wet pussy, coming down slowly on my cock, gave me pleasures I had nearly forgotten, and after just a few minutes I started spurting into her, shouting my pleasure with each spurt. Feeling this, she started groaning louder and louder, her muscles contracting around my cock, her body bucking and her back arching, all ending with a final long and loud moan of pleasure.

She fell on my chest, her head buried in my neck. I felt her tears scorching on my neck. I just hugged her without a word. We were still panting for breath when we heard applause and cheering, our door burst open and both our girls jumped onto the bed hugging and kissing both of us, both with tears and laughter mixed together.

I felt fire crawling on my face. Jeez! We were still naked and coupled together!

"Hey! Girls! Some privacy, please!"

"Forget it, Dad! Don't be embarrassed. You two have nothing we haven't seen somewhere else. We were so happy hearing you enjoy each other again that we just had to share this happiness with you!"

"Daddy, Mom told us so much about the way you make love to her. Don't freak out again, but we'd love to watch you two at it sometime. You know by now that we've watched many people fucking, but we really want to watch you two making love. Mom told us a lot about the difference between 'fucking' and 'making love', so if we can't experience it, at least we want to watch it."

Celia started laughing. A heartfelt, open and loud laugh. She looked me in the eyes for a long time, said: "I love you!" and then to the girls: "I think I'll be able to arrange that. With time, maybe even more than you think."

I tried to protest, but she just shut my mouth with a deep and loving kiss.

Julie spoke quietly to her sister: "Look how beautiful it is. Maybe we have been missing something. Maybe fucking isn't everything."

I pulled away from Celia's kiss and said to the girls: "There is an old saying that I believe in. Love is love and sex is sex, but when they are combined they are a thousand fold better than any of them on its own. This is what I feel and this is what I'm trying to push into your slutty heads."

"Again, Dad?"

"Don't take it badly. At least two of you have agreed with me finally that the word fits you, and I'm still trying to get used to it, but I can't deny anymore that I love all of you."

"Just look what the right therapy brought up." Quipped Celia. "Now girls, we have to use the bathroom, so unless you plan to escort us there too I suggest you leave us alone."

When we were finally left alone Celia said: "I missed our love making so much! This was one of a very few times that you let me take the lead. I loved every second of it, and I hope that you did too. God, I love you so much. I hope this was your 10th step on the thousand mile trip. And, oh, you were so cute blushing when the girls came in."

"It was one of the best for me too. I missed you too, you know, and I love you too much to lose you. As for blushing and the hints you threw at the girls — let me try to adapt slowly to the changes you offer. Having the girls in the room with us still coupled together came as a bit of a surprise for me. Was this another set up of yours?"

"No, darling. It was completely out of their hearts. They love you at least as much as they love me. Maybe even more. And they were worried as to where your 'explosion' was leading. They are really and truly happy now. They don't know it, and I think Julie has stopped even hoping, but I still want the next stage of our family love to happen."

During the next two weeks my head was able to absorb more and more of Celia's preaching's, and I felt less badly about the 'explosion' discoveries. I still had those attacks of pain remembering Celia's indiscretions, but as we became lovers again and I enjoyed it to the utmost — those memories came back less frequently.

Then one evening, before going to bed, Celia said:

"I'm going to leave our door open tonight. Please don't freak out if Julie comes in to watch us."

We started making love. For that night I planned giving Celia my 'tour of the world', something not to be done too frequently, but when done with long intervals in-between, it is the longest and best way to make love. This is the way in which every single inch on the woman's body is given pleasure.

Just as we started kissing, Julie came in and sat on a chair at the end of the bed. She was wearing a transparent nightgown which hid nothing.

I guess Celia was showing off a little, as she started reacting stronger and more vocally than usual to my ministrations. I was just starting to nibble her ears and neck when she started reacting with:

"Ohhh, this is so nice... yeah honey, this feels so good."

As I continued down her body, working on her breasts for a long time without touching her nipples, going further down licking her belly button, she started squirming and moaning. I rolled her over and kissed her right leg — starting on her firm globes and moving very slowly down. When I reached the area behind her knees she started bucking, gave a loud groan and stiffened all over. Her first orgasm of the night.

After she calmed down I moved down to her toes, nibbling and sucking each toe, and then I started the way back up on her other leg. After reaching her other firm globe I kept moving up on her back until I reached her shoulders, and then I rolled her over again.

Now I went straight for her nipples, alternating between the two licking and sucking them. When I felt her reactions getting stronger I sucked her nipple hard into my mouth and started licking it in earnest. One minute of this and Celia had her second orgasm — arching her back, freezing in mid air, shuddering all over. "Oh, yeah, baby I'm cominnnngggg!!!"

I let her calm down again, caressing her cheeks and her hair. When she opened her eyes she looked around and whispered in my ear:

"Look at her. Isn't she beautiful?"

I had forgotten all about Julie watching us! When I looked around I found that Julie had taken off her nightgown, was sitting completely naked with her eyes closed and masturbating like mad. Her fingers flying on her clit, and from time to time going into her sloppy wet pussy and then back to her clit. For the first time I was looking at my nude 15 year old daughter and what I saw was much more than beautiful. She was... perfect! Flawless skin, perky B cup breasts, hourglass figure, smooth great looking legs topped with thin fuzz above her slit.

Suddenly Julie became aware of the quiet around her and opened her eyes. Seeing that we were both watching her she started to blush and stopped masturbating.

"Don't stop, Julie," Celia said. "What you are doing is so beautiful. Just try to do it slower so you'll enjoy it longer."

With a very obvious catch in my throat I said: "Julie, I've never really noticed how beautiful you are. Whoever will win your heart and marry you will have a treasure on his hands, and I can only hope he will appreciate it."

She blushed even more. "Thank you, Daddy. I only wish you had seen me like this a long time ago."

"I'll have to make up for lost time, won't I?"

Celia and I went back to our love making, not wanting to cool off. She spread her legs and I dove between them, licking the inside of her thighs, starting from the knees area and moving up. Arriving at her pussy I started licking her outer lips and was about to push my tongue deeper when I felt movement next to me — Julie had got on the bed and moved close to have a better look at what I was doing.

I continued to lick Celia's pussy, moving my tongue into her, tongue fucking her for a while, and then licking her clit, and back to tongue fucking. Then I moved downwards and started licking her asshole. That was enough. She arched her back so wildly she nearly threw me off bucking uncontrollably and... : "Oh my God, Oh my God, OH GOOOODDD!"

Julie was sitting next to me, her hand moving on her pussy so fast it was just a blur. That's when I felt that she was actually getting to me. I was getting turned on more than any other time in my life!

I mounted Celia and pushed my cock into her slowly. I started moving in and out slowly, then every few moves I would slam hard into her. Again a few slow moves and the ram it in. Celia was cumming again and I wasn't there yet. I let her get down from her third high and then I continued. I started moving my hips once to the right, once to the left, once up and once down. Every time I entered her she felt it in another side of her pussy. Each entry a small surprise. Finally she came again — the strongest and most intense climax of the night. That got to me too and I started spurting into her, grunting with each spurt. When I slumped down with my head on Celia's breasts, Julie had her climax.

"Oh, yes, Daddy, fuck, fuck I'm cominnnngggg!! Daddyyyyyyy!"

Julie slumped down next to us, gasping for breath, eyes closed and a huge grin on her face.

Celia whispered in my ear: "Did you hear that? Did you hear what your beautiful daughter has in her head when she's cumming? Don't you get turned on even a bit? Wouldn't you like to make love to her? To fuck her?"

I felt myself blush again, and my cock which was still in her started getting hard again. Never before did I recuperate so quickly! No words were needed. Celia was right.

Julie heard Celia's whisper and jumped up: "MOM!!!"

"Hush, baby, I think you are very close to fulfilling your dream. Not tonight, but unless your father becomes a chicken he will teach you what real loving is."

"Mom, watching you was better than any other people I've watched fucking or any porn movie. Dad did not make even one move that was quick, hard or forceful. It was all slow and gentle, and yet you came five times to his once. It was everything you said — giving you pleasure, and lots of it, before he took care of his own pleasure. I can't believe how wonderful it looked!"

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Forty-eight hours later, Emily finally pushed the down button on the penthouse elevator, holding a rather special briefcase at her side, her little visit with Tobias and his friends finally at an end. She was wobbling on her high heels as she stumbled through the lobby of the Ravenwood, her whole body still shaking with lewd excitement from the aftermath of the marathon gangbang she’d just been a part of. As she made her way down to the main doors, she suddenly became all too aware of the...

The Enchanted Pumpkin Patch

‘You’ve probably heard the Appian Hollow Pumpkin Patch is haunted’. Roy Arbengast spoke earnestly to his next door neighbor, Betty Stone. ‘W-why?’ Betty was intensely superstitious and could feel her heart pounding like a jackhammer in her chest. ‘We-l-l-‘ Roy had a distinct drawl. ‘Sometimes people go there and….’ He paused tellingly. ‘They never come back.’ ‘N-n-never?’ Betty was quite gullible and was falling quite nicely for Roy’s glib sale pitch. ‘Never!’ Roy nodded with an evil smile....

Listening to the Radio turns people on

In the background the radio played romantic music as Sebastian stood in the shower thinking of the evening he had arranged with his dream girl. He couldn’t believe that she had agreed to go on a date with him. He has first glimpsed her across a room at a drinks party. It was her animation which made him notice her. The majority of people in the room were over fifty and in the midst of a group of predominantly grey and white haired people the black hair tumbling over her shoulders drew his eye...

Listening and watching my parents Final part

was great, mom and I had just finished fucking each other after I watched her let grandpa do her first.God baby you're the best, mom told me rite after I came in her. You turn me on so much. Knowing that you are watching me and how much you love to watch me doing someone else. You know you are alot like your father. Sometimes he asks me if I would do one of his friend or go to an adult theater and see if we can find someone clean enough to fuck me rite there in the theater. The big difference...

Listening and watching my parents part 5

Mom and I went and go cleaned up after being nasty with each other this morning. I went to my room after taking my shower. Mom opened my door and stood there in just her robe, which was not fastened at all. She could see that my cock was getting hard from looking at her. Jimmy, do I turn you on that much, she asked? Just looking at you mom turns me on, I told her. Wow, I think I like that, she said. Just then we heard dad’s car pull into the driveway Damn, mom said, I thought we might have some...

Listening and watching my parents part 4

When I was back in my bedroom all I could think about was putting my cock inside my mother. I had gotten so close just a few minutes ago then dad pulled into the driveway.I heard dad come through the door and asked mom where I was. She must have know that dad was going to do something or say something that I might want to hear, so she told him I was out.Honey that was so hot last night, you must do it again, she said. I don’t feel like it Billy. I thought I might, but when it happened it just...

Listening and watching my parents part 3

I came out of my room and went to the head of the stairs. Mom was standing at the bottom fully dressed now. What mom, I said? I think you had better get down here young man, and she turned and walked to the kitchen.Shit, I’m in big trouble now, I thought. I slowly made my way down the stairs and into the kitchen. Mom was standing at the counter fixing herself a cocktail. Sit down honey, she told me. Well she didn’t sound very mad and she called me honey, so maybe it is not so bad.I sat in one...

Listening Angela through the wall

My Boss called me to his office and announced that he had a new assignment for me, a very important one, he remarked…I would fly abroad the country, to the Cayman Isles, where I would meet some new clients, very important people, he remarked again.The Boss then told me I could chose a partner to join me.I had never gone out in a business trip with Angela, one of the worse workaholic of the office; so I thought she could be an interesting option for such an important occasion…Angela was a little...

Listening Hard

Introduction This is story is originally from my collection "Candids from the Freeuse World", a collection dedicated to short stories, prompts and drafts. This story however had grown up to six chapters now and therefore deserves to be an independent story, especially since it's main theme is not freeuse, but it tends more to voyeurism, objectification and big breast fetishism. For this reissue of the story I will not simply copy paste the old story in here. Instead I will try to polish the...

Listening to JackChapter 4

Emily woke up the next morning, feeling muddled and confused. For some reason, she had a hard time remembering exactly what she'd done the day before. She knew she'd had a perfect day, and that everything had been amazing ... but exactly what had been amazing about it, she couldn't say for sure. She honestly didn't know. She vaguely knew she'd done something with her twin brother Jack, which seemed odd, but for the life of her she couldn't remember what they'd done together. But the...

Listening to JackChapter 5

Most of the day – again – was a complete blur to Emily. She knew she met up with her best friend Donna, eventually. She knew she went to her classes, and that she practiced for the cheerleading squad after school. And she knew that practice had gone incredibly well, and everything was amazing and perfect about her day. Well... almost perfect. She'd worn her headphones throughout the school day, more and more, even trying to wear them whenever possible during her classes. A few of the other...

Listening to JackChapter 6

The next morning, things were very, very strange for Emily. Even stranger than usual. She awoke with a blissful smile on her face, still incredibly happy from the wonderful night she'd spent with her twin brother Jack, and with her mother. She still couldn't exactly remember what they'd done ... but Emily supposed that didn't matter. Whatever they'd done, it had been amazing. All because of Jack. And Jack had promised that there would even more fun in store for her, later in the...

Listening to JackChapter 9

There was an eerie silence in the house as Emily came downstairs for breakfast. Todd was gone from his usual seat at the kitchen table, and her mother was conspicuously absent as well. The house was silent as a crypt ... and Emily, skipping naked to the kitchen, didn't notice at all. The only thing she noticed missing was Jack, which disappointed her. Though Jack rarely joined the family for breakfast, she'd been desperately hoping that he might be there this morning. That way, she could...

Listening to JackChapter 16

Things were mostly as expected as Emily returned to Jack's basement of science and sin, with her best friend Donna lying naked once more on the bed in the middle of the room, her long, lean legs spread wide open and raised high in the air as Emily's mother Chelsea ravenously feasted on Donna's wet, eager cunt. Emily sauntered slowly over to the bed, thoroughly enjoying the lewd sight of Donna writhing about on the sheets as her mother's tongue lapped away at her best friend's creamy...

Listening to JackChapter 24

As soon as Emily and Donna walked through the front doors of Patriot High that morning, they could tell that something was ... weird. Emily sure could tell, anyway. There was an uneasy restlessness hanging in the air, charged with nervous anticipation. Or something like that, anyway. Whatever it was, Emily had never seen – or felt – anything like it before. The hallways were full of their fellow students, and everyone was talking in low, uneasy whispers. Mostly excited whispers, too, which...

Listening to JackChapter 26

It was 3:43 PM, give or take a few seconds. Emily drove into the dusty old parking lot behind the Briar Hill Mall with two minutes to spare, her beaten-up Honda’s tires crackling as they slowly rolled across the gravel and the torn-up blacktop. The back lot was nearly empty, just like it always was, and Emily was annoyed. She was supposed to be at the school at that precise moment, helping to get the pep rally for the first football game of the season ready. The cheerleading squad needed it...

Listening to JackChapter 27

It was close to six o’clock when Emily finally arrived at school. She didn’t really remember SAPPHIRE why it had taken her so long to arrive, but she guessed it was because she was doing something important. For Jack, the pretty blonde teenager thought dreamily to herself, nodding as she strolled into the side entrance of the school by the main gymnasium. Definitely something important, for Jack. She knew whenever those sorts of things happened, her head got all sorts of swimmy and fuzzy...

Listening to JackChapter 28

The incident with Michelle was just fucking bizarre. It all started after sixth period at school, when Emily, Donna, and Michelle were sitting at one of the lunch tables in the cafeteria. Lunches for the three best friends had oddly not changed all that much, even after they’d all been tricked violet subjected VIOLET privileged and, well, gosh, lucky enough to be a part of Jack’s special conditioning process. Between bites of sandwiches and sips of diet soda, they talked about how their...

Listening to JackChapter 29

Emily was having the weirdest dream. She was in Oz, and she was Dorothy, skipping down the yellow brick road ... if Dorothy was blonde, had fantastically huge tits that bounced and heaved with every skip, and was totally naked except for a pair of ruby slippers. But Emily – as Dorothy – continued to skip down the road, until she met the Scarecrow. A Scarecrow, anyway. One dressed all in violet rags, and who had a face remarkably like her brother Jack. Emily/Dorothy smiled at the Scarecrow....

Abstract Nothings

Part 1: Charlotte and Josh Life is a journey of unpredictable occurrences and yet it also harbours the tendency of repetition and the stark reality of being ordinary. Miracles and phenomenon are extremely rare; even more rare it is to be the witness of true love. Luck has never been on my side — it is often battling against me — and yet I am able to observe this rare miracle of love everyday — in all of its beauty and chaos. The aura of true love emanates radiantly from the two I know as...

MY sisterS WET PATCH

How do you measure whether a sex session has really been a success or not? Personally, I've always been a "wet patch" man. I'm really turned on by the sight of a wet stain on the sheets before I cum. I make a point of feeling for it, or looking down as we change position. A wife or girlfriend can always fake an orgasm, as we all know, but those wet stains are tangible proof of success: the juices having silently, slowly and secretly trickled down between her bum cheeks onto the white sheets of...

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