I Smithson - Tempting daddy

Ah, thought Leslie, that's what's bothering him. He wasn't sure what would happen if her father knew.

For a moment the three talked.

"I don't keep any secrets," said Leslie, "and especially from Jimbo."

"…and neither do I," echoed Catherine. "He's our good friend and he understands us."

Jim smiled. "Would he understand if we all stripped and went in for a dip?"

"What the hell's wrong with that?" both girls asked. "He wouldn't say a thing."

"What if I kissed you, Leslie?"

Leslie grinned. "Well, that'd be just fine but you'd also have to kiss Catherine."

"He could take turns with us," Catherine laughed happily. She felt just great. The ice was breaking. She knew it wouldn't take long before she and Leslie could literally rape him. And that was their intention, was it not?

"Okay," said Jimmy. "The last one in doesn't get any kisses!"

There was a wild rush to strip and fly into the warm lake water. There were three simultaneous splashes as three naked bodies plunged into the water.

Then, after swimming around and much splashing of one another, the three interlopers in Eden's garden strode up to the small jetty at the end of which was the fisherman's cabin.

"Whew! That was wonderful!" Catherine exclaimed.

In the chilly air, both girls were shivering slightly. Jim Blake folded a strong, muscular arm around each. Catherine and Leslie snuggled close to him. Soon they were kissing, taking turns, tongues flying, Jimmy's hands exploring and caressing their damp breasts.

It was Leslie who reached first for Jimmy's hardening cock. As Catherine had guessed, it was truly beautiful. It was long, thick, round and warm. Next Catherine cupped his heavy balls.

Back in the hunting lodge, Alice and Jimbo were naked. They were fucking like two wild animals after having sucked each other into a frenzy. James' glistening prick was sliding in and out, Alice's naked buttocks humping. She was grunting with each violent thrust of Jimbo's hips. She was moaning when he'd pull out his prick before plunging it in again, his balls slapping noisily against her buttocks.

"Oh, James, James, darling, fuck… fuck fuck… oh, God, James, it's so beautiful, it's so hot. My cunt's on fire. Oh, God, like that, James. Yes. Yesssssss, faster, faster, faster… go! Go! Go!"

On a grassy knoll in back of the isolated fisherman's cabin, Jimmy Blake was on his back. Catherine, her knees apart, sat astride his pounding penis. She was fucking up and down wildly, screaming each time his monstrous penis would sink deep up inside her horny cunt. She adored fucking this way. This was her favorite position when she fucked Leslie's father.

Leslie was on her knees in back of Catherine. She was squeezing Jim's balls and fingering his slippery, cream-coated prick as Catherine rode up and down on it.

Leslie was also tickling Catherine's asshole after having dipped her fingers into her juicy cunt.

"Oh, honey, let's do it! Let's do it… let's do it!" Catherine was screaming as she felt Leslie's finger slide easily up into her well-lubricated asshole. Catherine loved this action. Often when she was fucking James Groten, Leslie would kneel in back of her and lick her father's penis as it reamed up into her hot hole. Leslie would also sometimes suck on her bouncing breasts as Catherine leaped up and down on James Groten's pounding cock.

Leslie stood up after licking her lips. She put her back to Jim Blake and faced Catherine, who was facing Blake. Slowly she straddled her legs. Then, as Jim reached up with both hands to grip her naked buttocks, she let him lower her wet crotch until she was now squatting on his face.

She began to rub her juicy, hairy cunt all over the young pilot's face. She hugged Catherine and kissed her as her friend rode up and down like a piston on the fiery cock.

Both girls fondled and stroked each other's delicious breasts as they kissed ravenously. "Oh, his prick, Leslie, what a big hard prick," Catherine was moaning. "Yes, darling, suck on my breasts while I fuck him. Ohoooooo, yes!"

That evening, before a roaring fire after a delicious supper of charcoal-broiled steaks, you might say that this segment of James and Leslie Groten's adventures in sexual honesty mushroomed into an extravaganza of joy-giving and pleasure-seeking.

Alice Duerr watched a loving and tender father penetrate his daughter. She watched James Groten in turn mount Catherine Dorchester and solicit happy squeals of ecstasy from her. Alice herself was on her hands and knees as the young pilot speared his prick in and out of her cunt…

Yes, thought James Groten as he lay nearly exhausted before the fire watching Alice Duerr, Catherine Dorchester and his beloved daughter seeking joy and giving pleasure to one another's beautiful bodies, he wouldn't change his life style for all the gold on earth.

James Groten was supremely content!

As her father began to see more of Alice Duerr, Leslie began to look around for other sexual conquests. They weren't hard to find. Conquests was perhaps too strong a word. Pushovers was closer to the truth.

Leslie tried out for and became head cheerleader of the Washington Irving High School basketball team. Her friend Catherine and another girl, Betsy O'Brien, comprised the cheerleader set. Washington Irving had a successful basketball season. Their star player was a tall lad of Polish extraction named Hank Wallinchinski. Hank was handsome in the conventional sense. He had long, streaked blond hair, bright blue eyes, a prominent nose and an infectious grin. He also had the biggest cock at Washington Irving.

"Hank the Hump" as he was called by his teammates, was immediately attracted to Leslie and she to him. Of course she had heard stories about Hank tripping over it in the shower stalls, about having to wrap it around his waist so that he wouldn't toss the wrong thing into the basket, and Hank's huge appetite was attributed to the notion that he was eating for two, the other being it.

Leslie was definitely interested.

Toward the end of the season, Washington Irving's basketball team was scheduled to play the Brooklyn Bombers, a nearly all black team from Brooklyn High School. It was going to be the game of the season. Both high schools were undefeated and this game would cop the championship. Spirits were high on both sides. Just before the game started, Hank, wearing his warm-up jacket, and the white satin trunks with the green stripes which were the school colors, met Leslie. She was going over the cheers with Cathy and Betsy. She looked up when she became aware of his presence. Hank was six feet tall and although slender, proportionately built with one exception. Even his athletic supporter couldn't conceal the huge bulge in the front of his trunks, which was where Leslie's eyes were focused. In spite of his mammoth cock, Hank was shy with girls. He stumbled over his words as he asked Leslie if she would go out with him after the game if they won.

She smiled brightly. "Of course I will, Hank. I'll go out with you even if we don't win."

Hank grinned boyishly and went back to the bench.

"Wow!" exclaimed Cathy. "I wish he'd ask me."

"And me," sighed Betsy. "You have all the luck."

The game was intense and very close, but the Washington Irving team beat the Brooklyn Bombers by a scant three points. Hank's teammates lifted him onto their shoulders and paraded him proudly around the gymnasium. What Hank didn't know was that his balls were hanging out of his trunks. But Leslie noticed, and so did Cathy and Betsy, who were creaming in their panties.

Leslie waited for Hank outside the boys' locker room. He hurriedly showered and dressed, and rushed out to meet her. His hair was still damp.

"Hi," he grinned. "Where would you like to go? I've got my dad's car."