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After I became Mandy's foster parent, our love life just got better and better. She had moved into my bedroom on a more or less permanent basis.
Mandy did go out on a few dates from time to time, mainly for appearances' sake, but mainly came home to me for her loving.
When she turned fifteen, Mandy became good friends with a girl in her class named Tawny Bledsoe. Tawny was a gorgeous blonde, slightly taller than Mandy, but equal in all other departments. Since they were in high school now, Mandy no longer rode to school with me; Tawny was sixteen, having missed a year of school due to a serious illness, and had a driver's license and a car. So, Mandy rode with Tawny.
One afternoon, I had to stay late at school for a parent-teacher conference; when I came home and opened the front door, I could hear sounds coming from Mandy's bedroom. I respected her privacy, but was concerned about the noises; I peered into Mandy's room, and got the shock of my life. Mandy and Tawny were on Mandy's bed, stark naked, and going at it hot and heavy. Tawny's face was in Mandy's pussy, lapping at it like a kitten with a bowl of milk. Mandy was tweaking her own nipples, and moaning up a storm. Soon, I heard that familiar scream, and knew that Mandy had reached her peak. After she calmed down, they decided to trade places, and that's when Mandy caught me watching them.
"Shit! Tom, how long have you been standing there?"
Chuckling, I said, "Long enough to see you enjoying yourself."
"Tom, I'm so sorry; I hope you're not upset with me; Tawny and I just happened to 'discover' each other a couple of months ago."
"Hey; there's nothing wrong with some 'girl-girl' exploration; I'm honestly surprised that you haven't experimented some before this."
Tawny, quite embarrassed, said, "You mean, you're not upset with Mandy and me, together?"
"Not as long as I get to watch, from time to time."
"Watch? Would you like to participate from time to time?" Mandy asked.
"Whenever you'd like for me to."
"Uh, Tom, I kinda let it slip about you and me to Tawny, but she's cool with it."
"Tawny, can I trust you to keep our little secret?" I asked her.
"Mr. Richardson, from what Mandy's told me, I'm extremely envious of her; I just wish I had the kind of relationship with my step-dad as Mandy has with you. You see, my mom married my step-dad several years ago, and then she died a few years back; so it's just me and my step-father. Even though I'm technically not his, he treats me very well, but not in the way I'd like for him to. I'm like Mandy; I'm not really interested in high-school boys, only my step-dad, and he wouldn't even dream of me in that way."
"Tom, why don't you get undressed and join us?" Mandy asked.
"I thought you'd never ask; but why don't we move to my room?"
Tawny got up, and came over to give me a hug and a kiss; which tasted of Mandy. I ran my hands up and down her ribcage without touching those luscious boobs; she pulled my hands around to them, and quietly said, "It's OK, Mr. Richardson." I rubbed them gently, and tweaked her nipples; she hissed, and I leaned down to suck them. "Oh, Christ, that's good." she said.
Once I had stripped and we had adjourned to my room, Tawny told me she was still a virgin, but didn't want to remain that way after today. I looked at Mandy.
"It's OK, Tom, I don't mind sharing."
Even though Mandy had long since been on birth control, I kept condoms around anyway. I rolled one on, and Tawny lay on her back, spreading her legs. I crawled between her legs, and licked her pussy; she tasted almost as good as Mandy. When she was good and wet, I moved up, and started entering her. Mandy sat on her face, facing me; I entered Tawny a little more, and Mandy tweaked Tawny's nipples; I finally reached her hymen, and stopped. Mandy raised up, and I asked Tawny if she was sure this was what she wanted. She said it was absolutely what she wanted, and to do it. Mandy sat back down after reaching in the nightstand and retrieving the clothespins. She gently placed one on each of Tawny's nipples, and she started bucking like a bronco. When I once again reached her hymen, she pushed herself right on through.
Soon, Mandy reached her pinnacle again, and rolled off of Tawny's face. I leaned down to kiss her, and she pulled my face to hers, kissing me deeply. Mandy again reached in the nightstand, and pulled out the scarves, and tied Tawny's wrists to the bedposts. I continued pistoning in and out of her, and Mandy gently squeezed the clothespins. Tawny bucked one last time, screamed, collapsed on the bed, and passed out. Mandy removed the clothespins from her nipples and untied her. I slid out of her, and Mandy got a cool washcloth and placed it on Tawny's forehead. Soon, she regained consciousness with a smile on her face.
"Are you OK, dear?" I asked her.
"OK? I feel like I've died and gone to Heaven. Where did you ever get the idea for the clothespins and scarves?"
"Actually, all of those were my idea," Mandy told her. "We've been playing games with those for two years."
"I didn't know if I'd like being tied up, but it was great. The clothespins, though, were what set me off. Pain is pleasure, they say, and I guess they're right. I've never, ever, experienced anything like it."
I looked at the clock, and realized it was nearly eight o'clock.
"Tawny, it's nearly eight; what time do you need to be home?"
"Oh shit! I'm going to be in big trouble."
"Don't worry; I'll cover you. What's your phone number?" She told me, and I dialed it. A man answered.
"Mr. Bledsoe? My name is Tom Richardson; I'm Mandy Sellers' foster father. I just wanted to let you know that Tawny is here at our house. The girls have been studying, and lost track of time. Please don't be upset with Tawny; I'm a teacher, and I can assure you that she studied hard. Yes, I'll tell her to head home; thanks for your understanding."
"Boy, Mr. Richardson," Tawny said. "You certainly know how to stretch the truth."
"I didn't stretch the truth; you DID study something hard, now didn't you?"
"Yes, I guess I did, at that, didn't I?" she said, snickering.
We all showered together, making sure we were all squeaky clean, and Tawny dressed hurredly, Gathered up her "books", and got ready to leave.
"Tawny," I said, "Just remember, what happens in this house stays in this house."
"Mr. Richardson, I would never, ever do anything to mess up what you and Mandy have here or, hopefully, what WE have here, too."
"Then quit calling me Mr. Richardson; I'm just Tom."
"OK, then, just Tom; thank you for everything."
With that, she left. The following week, Mandy asked if Tawny could spend the weekend with us while her stepfather was gone on business. I saw nothing wrong with that; in fact, I was looking forward to a little more "exploration" with Tawny. I told her to make sure he had our contact information, and that we had his.
On Friday, Mandy and Tawny were already home when I got home; they had already started without me. Both were naked on my bed, with Tawny once again tied to the headboard and Mandy's face between her legs. There was a new twist this time; Tawny was blindfolded.
I motioned for Mandy to keep going while I got undressed. I slipped on a condom, and motioned Mandy out of the way. Once she was beside Tawny, she got the clothespins again, and clipped them on as I slid into a very wet Tawny.
"Oh, God; I hope that's you, Tom."
"It is, my sweet. Relax and enjoy." She was bucking again with the clothespins pinching her nipples and being restrained.
"Oh, God, Tom; I'm coming big time!" With that, she bucked up into me, wrapping her legs around my ass, effectively pulling me in deeper. As she collapsed, I spurted into my rubber. Mandy leaned over, and French-kissed Tawny; the sight kept me hard, and I told Mandy it was her turn. She took the blindfold off of Tawny, but left her restrained. Then, Mandy rolled over and stuck her sweet ass in the air. I entered her pussy, and started stroking.
"Unh, unh; you know what I want," she said. I slid out of her, and spread her ass-cheeks, and aimed for her rosebud. As I entered her sphincter, she started groaning.
"Oh my GOD!" Tawny said. "I never dreamed you two were doing THAT, too!"
"I LOVE it!" Mandy exclaimed, as I kept stroking into her ass. Soon, she was screaming out her orgasm, and actually squirted on the bed. Tawny was panting like crazy, watching the action.
"That was the most amazing thing I've ever seen!" she exclaimed.
"It's the most amazing thing I've ever FELT!" Mandy replied.
We cleaned up, and had some dinner, and then went back, changed my bed, and went back at it, in various combinations of the three of us; it might be Mandy and me, Tawny and me, Mandy and Tawny, or all three of us with one girl on my face and one impaled on my dick. A guy could learn to live like this forever, I thought. We went until about four in the morning before we all collapsed from exhaustion. I fell asleep with a beautiful naked girl on each side of me; if I'd died right then, it would have been with a smile on my face.
At about noon, the phone rng, and I answered it.
"Is this Mr. Tom Richardson?" the voice on the other end asked. I confirmed that I was, indeed, Tom Richardson. "This is the Central Missouri State University Hospital, and we found your name among the belongings of a Mr. Bledsoe. Are you acquainted with him?"
"I've never met him personally, but his stepdaughter is staying with us whil he's gone on a business trip. Is anything wrong?"
"I'm afraid so, sir. Mr. Bledsoe passed away from a massive heart attack this morning. Can you tell his stepdaughter, or would you rather have someone else do it?"
"No, I'll take care of it. Do his papers indicate an attorney, by any chance?"
"Yes, sir; it indicates a Mr. Carl Henderson; do you know him?"
"Yes, he's my attorney as well. I'll call him, and have him contact you about transportation."
"Thank you, sir, and we're so sorry for Miss Bledsoe's loss."
Oh, Christ, I thought. I've got to go through this shit again. I went back into the bedroom, where both girls were still naked, and eagerly awaiting my return.
"Get back in bed, Tom; we're ready to go again," Mandy said.
"Girls, we have to talk. Tawny, that was the University hospital from Warrensburg. Tawny, honey, I'm afraid your dad passed away from a heart attack this morning."
"Oh, God; NO!" She screamed. She started crying hysterically, and Mandy and I did our best to just hold her and let her cry. I looked at Mandy, and could see the tears of flashback to when she went through the same thing. I whispered to Mandy that I was going to make a few phone calls.
"Hello, Henderson residence," the same pleasant-sounding voice announced.
"Yes, could I please speak with Mr. Henderson?"
"Yes; whom may I say is calling?"
"Tom Richardson, ma'am."
"Hello, Tom; what's up?" Carl asked.
"Carl, we have a problem. I understand you represent a Mr. Charles Bledsoe."
"Yes, I do, as a matter of fact. Why?"
"Carl, he died of a massive heart attack this morning in Warrensburg."
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