"I can tell from your body that you are building toward an orgasm, but you're not quite ready yet." A full-on assault of her G-spot brought her right to the verge of eruption.
"Now it's time to show you why I was so careful to avoid your clit for all this time. I'm going to use it to connect together all of the places I've touched and loved on your body, and then connect the center of you to the center of the universe."
With that, I eased off her G-spot a little and began to make love to her clit with every technique from the most gentle to the most aggessive, with fingers and tongue, in a progression that slowly increased in speed and energy. When I had reached the pinnacle that would have taken her over the top on its own, I again attacked her G-spot like a demon, without letting up my clitoral assault.
"Baby, have a nice ride."
She exploded into a billion little pieces...spraying me three times times in the face over the next five minutes until she finally seemed to be drained of energy.
I slowly eased off the stimulation and helped her come softly back to Earth before I slowly leaned up and away. When her breathing had come near normal again, I was ready to get her reaction; and she was examining the liquids dripping off my eyebrows and chin and running down my chest.
"Well, Jill, was it close to what I described? Has your boyfriend, any of your boyfriends, ever done something like that for you before?"
"To the first question, No, you didn't nearly begin to describe it. As to the second question, those toads don't even know that other universe exists. My gawd, I never even dreamed a human body had feelings like that inside, or that there were so many colors I've never seen before and feelings I've never felt."
"I'm glad you had a chance to experience it at least once in your life. Now, maybe you can teach that to your boyfriend."
"That worthless piece of shit, I'm not about to waste my time. He could never learn it anyway, and he's too selfish to use it if he could. It's been there for me all this time and he just used me for his little dingy cum dump. Like an ashtray."
"I'm sorry about that. Maybe he's just young and he'll learn; but it's far more likely he'll just fumble his way through life trying to make his pee-pee happy like the other tens of millions of macho ignorami in this country alone."
"I hope someday, you'll find somebody else who can take you to that place again. But that's the end of the lesson. Everybody else will be home soon."
"Soon? But you said they'd be at least two hours. Can't you show me some more?"
"Jill, it's been two hours. You haven't been watching the clock."
"Oh wow, it seems like it was just a few minutes, and forever at the same time."
"That's the way it is sometimes. Time flies when you're having fun, huh?"
After that, I knew she was going to push and push and push me; and finally just throw me down and fuck me until she passed out. I could wait. I had two more girls to get to this point first. And I could use Jill's help in making that happen, so I threw her a bone while we were getting dressed.
"Jill, I have a favor to ask of you. Your sisters are both in the same boat you were until the last couple of hours. They need to know, too; or they're going to end up with nobody's for the fathers of their illegitimate babies. Can you help me teach them, give me an opportunity to help them like I've helped you?"
"I agree. They just have to know how such big losers their boyfriends are and what they're missing out on. They are going to go so NUTS when they find out. I would just love to see their faces when they cum like I just did."
"Not the first time, not with either of them. But I'm not saying we can't explore the group thing at some point, once everybody has had a little practice at one-on-one. Is that okay?"
"Okay, I'll wait...but not for too long, please?"
"We'll see how fast the three of you progress. It wouldn't be fair leaving one of you behind, now would it?"
"No, I guess not."
"Mum's the word. They're home."
"Not a peep until we're all in bed tonight."
"Keep the giggling to a minimum. If your mom gets suspicious, everything will have to stop right then and there."
"Right...Hi mom, hi guys."
The remainder of the afternoon and evening went as usual, with nothing more than the normal dinner conversation and TV chatter before bed. I didn't hear any noise before I drifted off to sleep, having been denied sex by my wife for the nth time in a row this month.
The next day, Mabel went shopping a-g-a-i-n; and Jill took Jassie along to a mutual girlfriend's house for a few hours, leaving Jessie and I at home alone.
"Daddy, Jill told us about what you guys did yesterday." She was very hesitant.
"I figured she would. What did she tell you?"
"She said it was something from out of this world, like a holy vision or something."
"I'm glad she felt that way. It's the way it's supposed to feel."
"Everytime?"
"It's not the same everytime; each time is a little different in its own way, but each can be as good as the others."
"Will you show me like you showed Jill...please? I'll do anything you ask just to feel what Jill told us about. It was as if she was still with you as she talked about it. She had a dreamy look in her eyes like she didn't want to come back here again."
"Are you sure you want to go there? It's a big step; you aren't going to look at things the same anymore, especially not your boyfriend or any of the other boys at school, your classes or anything else. It's the portal into an entirely different world than you've ever known. You will never again find where you are now."
"If it's that good, daddy, I have to know what it's all about. If all it costs me is the loss of my ignorance and a lousy boyfriend who's never done anything for me, then what am I really losing, even if I don't gain a thing?"
"I guess not much."
"Mom is shopping and you know she won't be back for hours yet; and Jill and Jassie are over at Terri's house and won't be back before dinner. Can you show me now, please?"
We began much the same way as Jill and I had; starting with what she was used to, going slowly and letting her explore me as I began to show her what her own body was capable of feeling.
I made adjustments as I went along and discovered their differing responses to everything. Jill's breasts are as sensitive as her nipples, but with Jessie it was all about her nipples and she liked them tweaked much harder than Jill had.
Two hours later, give or take, I got the same result...one worn out little girl who swore off losers forever on penalty of suicide. I made the same deal with Jessie that I'd made with Jill. With both of them working on Jassie, it shouldn't take long. It didn't.
The next morning, with Mabel off to some ladies event like a Rose and Garden show and an afternoon tea social, or something; and Jill and Jessie off someplace for a few hours, Jassie and I found ourselves alone.
"Now, daddy?"
"Yes, now, baby girl."
Round Three with Jassie went pretty much the same as with her sisters. I was beginning to appreciate the difference in how each of them reacted in different ways to different things. What got one hot might not do so much for the other two, or vice versa. I used what I could discover to custom-tailor the experience for Jassie. The results were even better than with her sisters.
Jassie, it seems is not only multi-orgasmic, she can sustain a single orgasm for minutes at a time; up to five minutes or more for one unbroken orgasm, during which she might squirt like a garden hose five or six times. I would have to mask the scent and explain the soaked carpet somehow. A spilled drink and some Febreeze ought to do it.
Again, the end result was much the same. Jassie was done in, and there was no question about her dumping her boyfriend as soon as she had the strength to get to a phone. For her, little boys were no longer on the list, no matter if they were the State Championship Football Quarterback, or an NBA prospect.
I didn't take long before all three of them were at
me about Lesson Number Two. They didn't have any idea of what that might be, but then they didn't care. Whatever it was, it had to be at some new height, they just knew it.
But it was something they had not expected in the least. In their still-selfish minds, they assumed it would be just more pleasure for them. Well, they were wrong. The second lesson was all about the flip side of the coin, and again it would be one-on-one.
Lesson Number Two was how to get a man hot enough to explode, but not let him cum. Later, I would teach them the lesson about what happened if they left him hanging.
As the oldest, Jill took the lead. As soon as everybody was gone, we got right down to it. She was a little surprised at first, but understood that sex is a give-and-take thing. If you don't give, you don't get.
By the end of our available time, she had developed a variety of HJ and BJ techniques but was still to be unable to handle a deep-throat. I told her to practice on a peeled banana with chocolate sauce until the next time we were together. I knew she'd go for the chocolate part, if nothing else. Now she had the perfect excuse.
Jessie and Jassie's lessons went about the same, except they'd each developed a technique or two that was unique to them.
At our next opportunity with Mabel gone, I got all three of them together and had them take turns showing off their techniques. We'd gone through a year's supply of chocolate sauce, but all three of them had been able to get my cock down their throats, a first for me.
That was the first time I was really disappointed that they refused to get me off. By the time it was over, I was dying with a monster case of blue balls. I was definitely going to demonstrate the consequences of their lack of consideration for the man's sensivities. The toilet took a real lamblasting that night, after my loving wife once again turned me down.
One of these days, I was going to find out why she kept doing that. I was all but positive I already knew; but to be honest, I no longer cared what the reason was. Now that I had three horny hotbodies chasing me around, the fact that I also had one cold saggy fishwife avoiding me didn't seem all that bad a trade-off to me.
The girls and I continued the lessons into the more esoteric aspects of the visual, audible and touching in the flirting, seduction, foreplay, and post-coital elements. Finally, there was only one thing left...the biggest thing of all, and the only one that really required some serious timing and a much more difficult emotional shift for all of us. It would be for all the marbles.
Each of the three girls was thinking that she was going to usurp her mom's position, by herself. As young women just looking out to the big wide world, to each of them it was a 'take no prisoners' thing. That is exactly what I would have expected and I wasn't disappointed.
However, I had different thoughts and feelings about that matter. To me, each of them was a unique person who brought her own precious qualities into a relationship, indeed into a family. Whether or not they realized it yet, the three of them together was much stronger and better than any one alone. I certainly realized it.
I knew what I wanted to see happen, but making my dream come true seemed to be a long way off, if not impossible. I wanted all four of us to stay together after Mabel was out of the picture. I wanted all three of them to have my babies.
My idea was to take Jill as my official 'on the records' wife and Jessie and Jassie as wives just as equal in all respects, except they would be 'off the records'; and let the babies fall as they may. My name would be on all their birth certificates. We weren't related, so if somebody took a notion to take a personal offense, they had better reconsider their position.
While I pondered how to approach the three of them, I went to work on the last piece of the puzzle – Mabel. I sicced a PI on her.
I decided to take matters into my own hands, regarding the girls. It was time for their final lesson.
The PI got me everything I needed in less than a month. She was sleeping with the guy who'd been her boyfriend before me; and the evidence showed that she had been with him non-stop throughout our marriage. There were also notarized affadavits from outside parties attesting that she'd had more than a few other affairs and one-nighters. There were dates, times, names, everything.
I took that information to my attorney and he recommended I talk with a lawyer friend of his who happened to be the baddest divorce lawyer within 500 miles. How could I refuse? When the divorce and alienation actions were ready to go, I had to take it to the girls.
"Girls, I asked to get you all together today to tell you that I'm divorcing your mother for her incessant adultry. I would think you would have suspected it as much, as I did. But, that was the easy part of my decision."
"The part that is a lot more stressful for me is what I'm about to say."
"You know that I love each of you as much as the one beside you. I don't want to be without you; but I can't just pick one of you and leave the other two behind me. I just can't do that. So I've decided to leave all of you."
"You will have each other for support, and I will survive. I did before I knew you, and before your mom. I can do it again, as much as I will regret having to do that. I've said my piece, and it's only fair that you each get a chance to put your thoughts out on the table."
Her sisters always deferred to Jill, so she jumped in first.
"Daddy, I don't want to be without you. Nothing would ever be the same. I don't like or love mom, anymore than you do; but I love you and I love my sisters. I can't be without you and I couldn't be without them either. I would be happy if things just stayed the same forever."
"Honey, there is one thing you may not have considered. I am still young enough and I want to have a family of my own, my babies, of my blood. How can I do that, if things stay the same?"
Jill thought for a moment. "Daddy, I will have your babies. I want to have your babies in my belly, at my breast, and in my yard in the summer."
Jessie fell right in. "Yes, daddy, I'll have your babies; whenever you want, and as many as you want. I want to feel them grow inside me, to feel my breasts swell and leak with their milk, to brush their hair and patch their scrapes. What are a few stretch marks and cellulite compared to what we already have? Babies in the house would only make it better."
Jassie didn't say anything for the longest time. What she said floored all of us.
"I don't want to have your babies. I don't want my belly to swell. Nor do I want my breasts to leak, brush my childrens' hair or patch your wounds nor theirs. No, I do not WANT any of that, or a thousand other things."
"I DEMAND THEM!!! TODAY!!! NOW!!!"
With that, she cleared both of her sisters, the coffee table and about six feet of intervening air space without touching ground to land in my lap.
"Daddy, why don't you marry Jill? She's the oldest and wisest; Jessie and I will be your other wives. If the Mormons can do it, why can't we?"
Before I could open my mouth, I had three squealing girls in my lap; and a couple of court actions to initiate.
Mabel moved out and in with her boyfriend. The divorce action, heavily favored in my direction because of the marriage-long duration of the adultry, was final in six months; by which time all three girls were starting their third trimester.
The End.
A Visit from her Sir
Beth checked her workout bag for water and grabbed her keys. She locked the door and then walked downstairs on her way to the gym. She decided to take the shortcut behind a building since it was the middle of the day. She normally wouldn't go that way at night, because it's a hidden spot. She didn't see anyone down the path next to the building so she started her walk.
"Hello, my slut." She heard a voice behind her, a voice she recognized.
She stopped immediately and turned around feeling surprised and shocked. He stood before her, taller than and far more handsome than she had ever imagined. Her heart was immediately racing. "What?"
"What kind of reaction is that for you to give your Sir?" He responded.
She
realized her mouth was wide open in surprise and she probably didn't look very happy. She was happy to see him, but she felt a gnawing of excitement and nervousness in her stomach. "I'm sorry, Sir." She smiled and walked up to him.
"That's better. No kiss for me?" He had a slight grin.
She gingerly kissed his cheek.
"You can do better than that slut." He responded.
She timidly blushed. She leaned in and kissed him more passionately, parting her lips and teasing his tongue with her own. He kissed her more forcefully in return and pushed her again the wall of the building, hidden from view.
"That's better, but did I say anything about kissing my lips, slut?" His tone was hard and firm.
She looked down at the ground, a little embarrassed at his suggestion.
"Look at me when I'm talking to you." He lifted up her chin to meet his gaze. "And answer the question, did I tell you to kiss my lips, slut?"
She noticed her breathing was already quickening. She took a deep breath before speaking. "Well, no Sir. But, I... I mean, right here?"
"Don't I deserve a proper kiss from my whore?" He stated.
She nodded and spoke softly, "Yes, Sir."
She slowly got down to her knees in front of him and began to loosen his belt, but felt so anxious she looked around to make no one was nearby. She saw no one. She unbuttoned and unzipped his pants and discovered he was wearing nothing underneath. She pulled out his already hardening cock in her hands and looked up at him unsure if she should continue.
He grabbed the back of her hair and pulled her closer to him. "That's right slut, you know what to do."
She licked the head of his cock, encircled it with her tongue. Beth took him in her mouth sucking as deeply and intensely as she could. She felt him stiffen more under her lips. She grabbed the shaft of his cock and rubbed up and down at the same time. He grabbed her head and forced her to take him deeper than before and she felt herself start to gag as he reached the back of her throat. He gave her a moment to catch her breath, but then forced himself deep in her throat again and she felt the reflex once more.
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