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Old Fart's Second Chance - 3
by LaPetiteMort (highwater08@comcast.net)

***

Sam and Jenny have hotter and hotter sex while twelve 
year old Millie watches. Millie is almost mad with lust 
wanting what her mother has. (MFg, ped, anal, bd, voy)

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PART 3

Jenny and I stumbled to my bedroom and slept until 
about midnight tangled and sticky with the juices from 
every part of the other's body. I was starving and 
awoke to my stomach growling. Jenny was very still but 
awake. "I was hoping you would wake up. Are you going 
to feed this woman or just make love to her?"

"I'm going to feed her so she has the strength to study 
and also enjoy our time together. But, I am hoping she 
has given up any thought of ever moving out."

"Those thoughts are gone. I am still worried."

"I know the realities, Jenny. While you are here, let's 
enjoy each other's company. I'll admit that I'm hoping 
you will spend each night with me in this bed, instead 
of with Millie. In any event, I enjoy you both living 
in this house."

Jenny kissed me and rushed to the shower. "I get to 
shower first."

I followed her, "No, you get to shower at the same 
time."

Her pussy was tender when I washed it. She came once 
from me thrusting two fingers into her, not touching 
her clit. While I dried her off, she held on to me, 
sucking drops of water from my shoulders and kissing 
the mark she left when she bit me. She confessed, "That 
is the second time you made me cum without touching my 
clit. The first time was with just your story. I did 
not know I could cum that way."

"My beautiful Jenny, you will learn to fly a hundred 
new wonderful ways. Your body is magic. Some day you 
will cum just because I tell you to."

As we cooked midnight breakfast together, we discussed 
her concerns. I told her I would put spending money 
each month in her checking account and would help her 
get out from under the bad credit and debts her ex left 
her, under one condition.

"What is that?"

"If you ever feel that you must be with me out of some 
obligation or have sex with me to repay me for 
something, you have to promise to tell me the second 
you have such a thought."

She was very quiet.

"I am a dominate man and you have a submissive streak. 
I really enjoy that but while you are with me, I must 
know that it is because you want to be with me. My joy 
with you is based on that. If you give yourself to me 
for any other reason, you will betray me. I will not 
hurt you. When you feel it is time for you to leave. 
Tell me. I will help. I will miss you terribly but I 
will understand. I am twice your age. While you are 
here, consider the house yours and ask me for what you 
and Millie need or want. If you have sex with anyone 
without my permission, we will be over. Generally, I do 
not share."

We ate in silence. We cleaned the table in silence. 
When I turned off the kitchen light, she finally spoke, 
"Starting now, I would like to sleep with you in your 
bed."

"I would like that."

"Every night?"

"Yes, I would like that every night."

Jenny slept in my arms until I rousted her in time to 
get to school. I did not sleep. It had been years since 
I had a steady relationship. I wanted this to work but 
I had learned that I must relax and let it happen, or 
not happen. I could not be the only one trying.

Millie came into the kitchen after her mother had left 
for school and I was heating a cup of cold coffee in 
the microwave. She was disheveled, red-eyed and tired.

"Good morning."

No response.

"I know you watched your mother and me last night."

No response.

"Your mom has decided to live here and go to school 
full time for the foreseeable future."

Now, Millie smiled, came to me and hugged my neck.

"I'm happy about that too, Little One. By the way, you, 
your clothes and your fingers smell like pussy."

She blushed, turned her head coyly and said, "I'll go 
shower."

"No, sit here and eat first. I'll fix you some 
breakfast. I like the smell."

Millie turned even more red but she sat down. Both she 
and her mother could really eat.

I liked how things were settling down over the next few 
weeks. Jenny moved her things into our bedroom. Millie 
took over all the space in the rooms she and her mother 
had shared and her friends were starting to come over 
to hang out in "Millie's rooms." Jenny and I had sex 
two or three times a week but it was not wild and 
crazy. Mostly, I made love for thirty minutes to a 
tired woman and then watched over her as she slept.

Every time, Jenny and I had sex, Millie would sneak 
into the room. Usually, she would open the door 
slightly and crawl into the room. She would peek over 
the edge of the foot of the king-sized bed getting a 
close up view of my cock going into her mother. If 
Jenny saw her first she would tap me three times and I 
would do the same if I saw her first. Millie had 
stopped asking me questions about sex.

A chapter a night over time, Jenny read one of my 
mysteries. It had a bondage scene in it where a man 
tested his woman's trust by tying her up and using pain 
as foreplay. She finished the book but gave me no 
feedback about the scene, until late one night. She was 
more assertive than usual and I was tired. I pulled her 
on top of me, reached over my head grabbed the metal 
bars on the head board, stretched my legs out and said, 
"Jenny, tonight, use me to please your body. Ride me, 
sit on my face, whatever you want. I will pretend to be 
tied in this position. I will not move."

"I can do what I want? You won't take over or stop me?"

"I trust you too. Do what you want. I will not stop 
you."

Her first move surprised me. She put a gag in my mouth 
and said, "You now have to be quiet. Only I can talk, 
you have to listen to me."

Her second move was to blindfold me. "You will have to 
imagine what is going to happen next. You won't be able 
to watch."

For the next thirty minutes or so, I learned a lot 
about my "submissive" Jenny. She trailed little 
nibbling bites all around my body – my neck, my lips, 
my ears, my nose, my nipples, my belly, my 
uncircumcised foreskin, the head of my cock, the 
wrinkled skin of my balls. She sucked my toes, licked 
my legs and sucked a ball into her mouth and rolled it 
around. It was on the edge of painful. She moved to the 
other. She closed her jaw teeth lightly over my 
testicle and then sucked it free into her mouth. I was 
surprised by the groan that escaped my lips and the 
trickle of pre-cum that ran down my bobbing cock. I had 
been afraid that she was going to crush me with her 
teeth. I was sweating.

The bed rocked some as she turned around, removed my 
gag and brought her asshole to my lips. "Lick my ass."

She was breathing harder when she pulled away. I sensed 
that her treasures were hovering over my face. The bed 
wiggled. She was getting something from the bedside.

My body arched off the bed and I moaned in surprised 
pain as hot wax splattered on the skin just below my 
navel. I relaxed some when the wax cooled, but she 
splattered more on my thighs.

"Can you take this?"

"Yes. But you are still in control even if I can't."

Wax dropped on the shaft of my cock and onto my balls. 
I growled my pain. Her cunt dribbled onto my face. I 
was in awe how turned on she was. Jenny pulled the 
cooled wax from my belly and thighs and replaced it 
with new hot drops. She was not getting the reaction 
she wanted. As she sat up I though I was supposed to 
lick her again. Just as my tongue slithered out, drops 
of hot wax hit my right nipple. Involuntarily, I tried 
to sit up, burying my face into her soaking cunt, 
almost toppling her over. 

She pushed me down with her pussy. Kept me there, 
licking and sucking her cunt. Drop by drop, she trailed 
wax toward my navel then back up toward my other 
nipple. She paused; I waited, hoping that she would 
spare me. Then wax flowed over my left nipple. I 
gasped, moaned and growled again in pain. Her cunt 
opened and literally poured onto my mouth and face. I 
caught all I could. She had cum hard from teasing and 
torturing me.

I could only guess and dread where she would go next 
with her wax.

"Bring your knees up and spread them wide."

Jenny had never touched my ass. At first I was relieved 
when I felt the candle at my opening. She must have 
blown it out. I would be spared the hot wax. Then she 
pushed and the candle started to open me. Gently, she 
pushed, used my pre-cum, her cunt juice and even spit 
on the candle to work two inches into me. She tilted 
the candle down and pushed the tip upward to hit my 
prostate as she fucked me with it. The smell of her 
cunt, the taste of her juices still lingering in my 
mouth and the pressure up my ass were making my cock 
jerk and leak profusely.

I groaned. "I'm going to cum."

She pushed the candle harder and deeper into me. I was 
ready to explode and then a searing pain filled my 
senses. Hot wax pored over the head of my cock and cum 
shot out of me harder than I ever remember. The wax 
cooled, as Jenny, jacked the skin up and over my cum 
and lumps of wax. When I was empty, her hand left my 
cock. I was imagining her eating my cum from her 
fingers. My cock was still rock hard. She lifted off 
me, turned around and said, "Damn, I have to pee, but I 
need to cum first. Eat my cunt. Suck my clit. Get me 
off or I'll dip your cock in the wax."

Her pussy was wide open, swollen and as hot as the wax 
had been. In less than a minute she was close, grabbed 
my hair and pulled my mouth tight against her crotch.

She was noisier than she had ever been - screaming, 
cursing, demanding. Her body opened all at once. Cum 
and pee flowed from her at the same time. I drank what 
I could. What I had to drink to breathe. She was 
shocked too and started to pull away. I sucked hard 
holding her clit and one cunt lip captive in the 
suction. She thrust again, then again setting up a 
frantic spastic rhythm. Jenny was cumming over and 
over. She could not stop. Her body was tired, dripping 
in sweat. She had already pulled out some of my hair. 
Still I nursed her clit and would not let it go. 
Another scream came from her. I could not see but I 
felt her relax. Before I could get my stiff arms out 
from clutching the headboard's bars, she slumped down 
onto my face and fell forward into the headboard.

I removed my blindfold. The first thing I saw was a 
glassy-eyed Millie standing beside the bed. She was 
nude from the waist down. She had two fingers from her 
right hand buried deep in her pussy and her left hand 
was under her top holding one of her small budding 
breasts. Her chest was heaving and she made gurgling 
sounds in her throat.

Jenny was out cold. I untangled her from the headboard 
and laid her down on the dry right edge of the bed. 
Then I retrieved Millie who was still in her daze. I 
laid her on the left side of the bed. The center was 
wet. As I laid Millie down, I pulled her hand from her 
soaked cunt and sucked her hot, sticky fingers. She 
tasted like her mother. My cock was still rock hard. I 
wanted both of them. Instead, I covered them and went 
to shower off the piss from my body.

When I returned my two beauties had rolled together and 
were tangled in the covers holding each other. The 
picture was too beautiful for words. I untangled them, 
covered them and left them in the wet spot to recover. 
Just as I was about to leave, a very groggy Jenny said, 
"Sam?"

I went to her. She did not open her eyes and was only 
half awake. "Yes, my wonderful woman."

"Promise me."

"Yes."

"Promise me, that you will do everything I did to you 
tonight, and even more, to me."

I doubt that she heard my answer. "Yes, my lovely, I 
promise. I will torture you and please you, to the 
point of madness."

About seven in the morning, I went to wake my beauties. 
They were both surprised and embarrassed that they were 
wrapped in each other's arms and that they and the bed 
smelled strongly of pee and sex. I was enjoying 
watching both of them struggle to remember the night 
before. Millie tried to cover herself as she got free 
from the bed.

"Don't bother, Little One, you showed it all to me last 
night."

She rushed even more to get away to the shower in her 
rooms. Her mom was still out of it. I guided her to the 
shower and bathed every inch of her that I could reach, 
inside and out. Her senses slowly sharpened. She 
watched me stand in front of her and watched when I 
began jacking off.

"Kneel and open your mouth."

Zombie like she knelt. When I was close I laid the head 
of my cock on her tongue and continued to work my hand 
over my cock. She was ready when I thrust forward and 
began cumming in her throat. She closed her lips, 
leaned forward, swallowed, taking more of me. She would 
not taste any more of this load. She had me deep in her 
throat. I spurted directly into her stomach. I knew I 
had to pull back. She would not do it. But first, I 
reached down to the front of her throat, felt the bulge 
where my cock reached and thrust to feel it slip in a 
little more.

Jenny was still. She had surrendered her very life to 
me. Her body convulsed for air and I pulled back. She 
gasped violently for breath. I lifted her and kissed 
her deeply tasting my own cum.

"You are a magnificent woman. Thank you for last night. 
Thank you for this morning. Thank you for being with 
me. And thank you for letting me fall in love with 
you."

Instantly, I realized what word I had used. Jenny was 
so very sensitive to that word. Her eyes tried to look 
through me. Her face was full of confusion and 
questions. I desperately tried to recover.

"I'm sorry, Jenny. I will watch what I say. But now you 
know. I have fallen in love with you. Don't get too 
comfortable, I had all night to think of ways to push 
your body's limits and please you. Everything you did 
to me last night and much more."

She was still confused and ill at ease because of my 
word but the twinkling lust in her eyes let me know she 
was ready to be repaid.

Off and on for the rest of the day, I worked to wash 
the bedding and answer the quick questions that Millie, 
and later after school, Jenny asked me about the night 
before. Neither knew how they wound up together in the 
soaked bed. I enjoyed teasing and stretching out my 
half answers. 

About five pm, Millie remembered something and said, 
"You sucked my fingers."

"Yes, I did and you taste wonderful."

She smiled, turned, wiggled her twelve year-old butt 
and scooted away.

We were all exhausted that evening. After dinner we 
turned in early and slept.

A week later held some big changes for us all. As a 
tease, I had given Jenny a list of items to gather for 
me. Each day I'd add another item or two. She was 
beginning to suspect all of the items were for me to 
use on her. Before she came to that conclusion, 
however, she was having Millie help her gather some 
items - old panty hose, a three-foot long strong stick, 
a rubber ball smaller than a hand ball, ear plugs, a 
feather, an ice bucket, sand paper, a rabbit fur, ora-
gel, rubber gloves, a hot water bottle with all the 
attachments, clothes pins, a fork, a three inch pulley, 
a round ottoman, quarter-inch soft rope and 
"Astroglide."

Jenny was obviously worried, "Sam, all this stuff, 
maybe you are going too far."

"Oh, I have my own list of even more stuff. The wild 
things. I didn't want to worry you by having you 
collect them." Then I smiled at her and asked, "Trust 
me?"

"Yes, but I am a little afraid."

"Good. You are all mine starting at six tonight. There 
is nothing for you to do. No way for you to prepare 
yourself. Just come to me if you want."

At five I asked her, "Are you going to come to me 
tonight?"

"Yes."

"Come with me now."

"I have to clean up first. I am finishing my period 
today."

"Come now or forget it." Jenny was nervous but she 
followed me into the bedroom. She saw items I had 
brought and lined up on the dresser – butt plugs, a 
whip, an ice pick, several knives, nipple clamps, anal 
beads, rippled glass dildos, an inflatable cock, etc. I 
wasn't planning to use all that she had gathered or all 
that I had brought, most of it was for shock value. It 
was working well. I blindfolded her, crossed her arms 
behind her and bound her forearms together so her hands 
were useless. I helped her kneel and I removed her 
shoes.

I announced, "I do not know why I let you wear clothes 
around the house. I think I will have you be nude for 
me all the time from now own." I knew she was having 
trouble with that idea. I went behind her and ripped 
her shirt up the back. The move startled her. "Don't 
move or you might cut yourself." 

I took one of the knives and cut and tore the pieces of 
her shirt away. The noise made her flinch. I set the 
flat of the cold blade on her back, pushed it upward 
under her bra, stretched it out and then cut the back 
strap so it snapped back, stinging her. She was afraid 
and her nipples were hard.

"Look what I found. I think they want to play."

I teased them. Moistened them with Astroglide. Rolled 
them and clipped a clothespin on to each. She 
whimpered.

"Wait until I put one on your clit."

"No, don't do that."

I slipped the small rubber ball into her mouth when she 
spoke. "If you let that ball fall out of your mouth I 
will use the whip on you."

I cut and tore away her shorts and panties making sure 
she felt the cold harsh steel of the knife and my 
roughness.

Jenny had always been very self-conscious about her 
period and her bathroom duties. I though I would use 
that to humiliate her, make her feel helpless and 
soften her resistance.

I pulled her up and took her to the bathroom. "So your 
cunt is nasty, is it? I guess, I'll have to clean it."

She shook her head "No" in protest. I noisily prepared 
the douche, tested it around her face and let it spray 
across her neck. The water was hotter than she would 
have liked. I sat her on the edge of the tub with her 
feet inside. Without warning I slipped two well-lubed 
fingers into her, stretching her and fucked her with 
them while rubbing her clit with my thumb. She soon 
opened her knees wider. That was my signal to slip the 
nozzle between my fingers. When I released the clip she 
moaned and I stopped rubbing her clit so she would not 
cum. Water rushed from the bag, filled her and trickled 
out, warming her pussy's lips and thighs. I had plenty 
of water. I wanted her to savor the flow and know that 
I was viewing her private functions and she could not 
hide anything from me.

I washed and wiped her. "Now stand, I'm going to get 
into the tub and check you." I licked her and fingered 
her until she was close again. I slipped a finger into 
her ass.

"Damn you are full and nasty there too." Actually, I 
felt nothing but I knew she would be mortified. Already 
she was shaking her head, "No." 

"Step out. I will refill the bottle and give you and 
enema to clean out your nasty ass. We will have to do 
this three times to get you clean."

I forced her down to lay on the cold tile floor on her 
left side and had her draw up her knees while I 
refilled the bottle. She was still shaking her head, 
"No" and I saw a tear trickled down from under the 
blindfold. I almost stopped the game and apologized.

She held more of the enema than I thought she would and 
she resisted the lubed small butt plug that I pushed 
into her to help her hold in the solution. In eight 
minutes she was moaning in pain.

I helped but I ordered, "Get up and put your nasty ass 
on the toilet." I waited for another painful 
contraction to go through her bowels, reached behind 
her and pulled the plug out. After the noisy flood, I 
cleaned her and ordered her back on to the floor for 
round two. She had tears rolling down her cheeks. She 
was meek, resigned, not resisting now. She had given up 
to her fate. While the little nozzle filled her again I 
knelt at her head and kissed her neck. "Your body is 
almost ready."

When I put Jenny on the toilet again stretched with a 
larger plug, I cleaned my hands and fingered her cunt 
and rubbed her clit while we waited for her cramps. I 
slowed to keep her close so the cramps would back her 
off. She leaned into me and almost came when I pulled 
the butt plug out the second time and the warm water 
gushed from her.

"I was wrong we do not need a third rinsing. You are 
clean inside now." She was submissive when I put her in 
the shower and washed her, teased her, tasted her. A 
shudder went through her body when I roughly pulled the 
clothes pins stretching her nipples. I heard her 
whimper behind the rubber ball. I kissed at the 
stretched lips of her mouth, dried her and led her to 
our king sized bed.

For ten slow minutes I manhandled her body as I freed 
her only to tie her wrists to opposite bedpost with 
pantyhose that she had gathered for her own torture. I 
tied each of her ankles to the opposite ends of the 
strong stick she had chosen, connected a rope to the 
stick and ran the rope through a pulley high above the 
top of the headboard and pulled. Her legs went over her 
head so quickly she gasped in surprise as she was bent 
double, opening and exposing her cunt and asshole to 
me.

"You have resisted me. You have doubted me. You have 
not surrendered all to me."

"Thwak" was the sound of the wooden paddle as it hit 
her left butt cheek. She lurched in pain. Before she 
could recover, another blow slapped into her right 
cheek. "This is a sample of what will happen if you do 
not do exactly as I tell you tonight. Do you 
understand?"

She was slow in her answer. The third "thwack" of the 
paddle was centered, stinging both cheeks, her rosebud 
and the lips of her pussy. Jenny shook her head "Yes" 
in greatly exaggerated jerks. I squirted Astroglide on 
to my fingers and pressed them to her puckered hole. 
Delightfully, she had not learned. It tightened trying 
to keep me out, so I pinched and twisted at the tender 
dark skin. 

When she learned, I was ready and pushed a vibrating 
egg into her. The egg stretched her. It hurt. She 
whimpered. "If you had not resisted me, I would have 
prepared you." With those words I turned on the egg, 
lowered her legs, let the back of my thumb rub at her 
clit, slipped a finger into her pussy and rubbed at the 
egg through the thin separating membranes. Instantly, 
her body arched, pressing into my hand and she moaned.

"Do not cum. If you do without my permission, I will 
use the whip on your breasts and your cunt. Do you 
understand?"

I watched her belly contract and ripple, as she 
struggled not to cum. The tendons in her neck were 
taunt and her legs were shaking. I waited for her to 
regain control. I could only hear her labored breathing 
and the buzz of the egg inside of her. Millie was 
peaking around the bedroom door. She was dressed in 
blue jeans and top. I motioned for her to sit in the 
chair by the bed. For the next ten minutes she watched 
studiously, with wide eyes but seemed strangely 
unaffected and detached.

Jenny had regained control of her body. I took my 
secret weapon out. The rabbit vibrator buzzed to life, 
with ears wiggling, the extra nub shaking and the head 
rattling and wiggling away. Before she could identify 
the sound, I touched the tip to her clit. Her body rose 
off the bed so only her head and heels touched. "Don't 
cum or you will regret it for weeks."

I slid the vibrating tip down from her clit, parting 
her swollen, wet, red lips and pushed. Her cunt eagerly 
sucked in three inches until the twitching ears closed 
around her exposed clit. Jenny's pleading groan filled 
the air. She knew. I knew. She could not take this. I 
pulled the toy away and she sighed in both frustration 
and relief. I laid the happy plastic rodent on her 
chest and turned to Millie. I did not like her being 
uninvolved; still I was not ready for her reaction to 
my first moves.

I slid off the bed, went to Millie and pulled her top 
off over her head. Her beautiful small budding breasts 
were tight and the nipples stood enjoying the material 
rake over them. Her hands reached out and grasped my 
cock, seeming to pull it toward her mouth. I grabbed 
her hands, pulled them away and whispered to her, "I 
would like that Millie. But I don't think we are ready 
for that." She let me strip her, sit her back into the 
chair, spread her wide by putting one of her legs on 
each arm of the chair. 

Her eyes were glued to mine as I ran two fingers 
through her glistening slit and tasted her again. My 
cock twitched. She reached out and pushed the skin back 
from the head of my cock, trailing her fingers through 
the dripping precum on the tip. For the first time she 
tasted me from her finger tips. I groaned, reached for 
the rabbit and handed it, still happily buzzing, to 
Millie. "Use this, but do not cum unless you get my 
permission first. If you get close – stop and ask."

Jenny was struggling to hear, so I told her, "Millie is 
nude, on a chair by you, spread wide, using your toy 
and watching you. She has to wait and cum with you." 
She groaned, whimpered and moved her hips, searching 
for some contact. For another ten minutes I used one 
texture after another to tease, please or hurt her. 
First, I rubbed her with soft fur then raked a fork 
across her neck, down her chest, across her breasts and 
belly and poked at her clit and lips with the prongs. 
She had been tense and worried. 

She relaxed when I moved the fork away. She cooed when 
I massaged warm oil into her nipples, licked at her 
belly button and over her ovaries. She recoiled when I 
used an ice cube on her cunt's lips and then moved it 
up her body and teased at the parts of her nipples that 
protruded from the cloths pins. Her body trembled, 
enjoying the pain and fighting not to cum. She like the 
melting cold water around her mouth then lurched in 
surprised pain when I held it to her clit for the count 
of ten and then pushed it inside her for another count 
of ten. During my count I pulled the clothes pins. 
Jenny's nipples stretched out, she moaned in pain as 
the pin pinched and then snapped allowing her breasts 
to fall back and throb in recovery. Now I would raise 
the ante.

Millie paused and her eyes got wide when I picked up 
the magic wand with its electric streaks flickering in 
the glass sphere. "Do not resist me, Jenny. Surrender 
your body, your pleasure and your pain to me." She was 
not ready for the sparks and crackling sound or the 
pain as I brought the wand to her right breast and let 
it wander to her nipple before I pulled it away. She 
shook her head violently "NO!" 

Still I brought the wand to her right armpit. She 
lurched and tightened her entire body and the wand 
hissed its way across her other breast and nipple. I 
held her legs down and brought the electro device to 
her arches and toes. She seemed to tolerate that so I 
moved to her belly. She tolerated that. "Do you know 
where I am going now?"

Again she shook her head "NO" and yelled her vulgar 
name-calling objections into her gag. She could have 
twisted away or brought her legs up for protection but 
she did not. I hesitated. Her hips tilted upward. 
Millie noticed. I held the wand out to her. She 
disentangled herself from the chair. She had soaked the 
cushion. She was smiling from ear to ear as she touched 
the wand directly onto her mother's clit. I had to pull 
her hand back. I think she would have held it there 
until her mother cried out in real pain. I nodded. This 
time Millie shocked the lips of her mother's pussy and 
drifted to her clit again. Jenny's cunt was flowing 
when she screamed into the gag this time.

I pulled Jenny's legs over her head again, removed the 
egg and slowly pushed five one inch diameter strung 
together balls into her ass. Millie had her head in the 
way. I pushed her back into her chair, said, "Put you 
legs back over the chair arms. Spread your pussy wide 
for me again" and handed her back the twitching rabbit 
toy.

Again I lowered Jenny's legs and knelt between them. 
"Give me the ball gag." She let me pull it from her 
mouth. I leaned forward and kissed her neck, all over 
her face and nibbled gently at her lips. "I'm going to 
spread you wider with my legs and push my cock into 
you. Do not cum."

I knew just how to pull her knees up and spread her so 
the tip of my cock would thrust against her g-spot with 
every move. She started to moan. I pressed my thumb 
hard into her clit and reminded, "Do not cum."

I heard another moan beside us and reached out to stop 
Millie's unauthorized progress. I pulled her toy away 
and twisted a nipple hard. Her eyes flew open. I pulled 
and mouthed, "Do not cum." She whimpered. I was still 
pulling. She did not resist and tears flowed down her 
cheeks. Gently, I rolled her tortured nipple and then 
gave her the toy back. Her wet eyes sparkled. He lips 
were slightly open, she raggedly breathed through them 
and there was a little drool on her chin. Again, I 
warned, "Do not cum, until I tell you."

The egg was still buzzing away on the bed when I 
resumed thrusting into Jenny's g-spot. She was moaning 
constantly now. He body glistened in sweat. I brought 
the busy egg to her clit and began to rub it around. 
Her words were beautiful, "NO, NO, I can't. Please, let 
me cum. NO." Over an over she pleaded. I would pull the 
egg away and only thrust until she calmed down, then 
start again. Each time she was louder. Her face 
contorted in pain and effort. Her body was trembling 
and cramping trying not to cum. Millie was humping into 
the happy rabbit. I wondered if she would loose her 
virginity to it.

Jenny growled, arched and screamed, "NO, I cannot 
stop." 

I looked at Millie. Her eyes were pleading too. I 
nodded to her and mouthed, "Cum with your mother."

Then I ordered, "Jenny, cum for me." I pulled out of 
her and pulled the egg away. She screamed and started 
to cum. She thrashed on her own, untouched, until I 
lowered my face to her cunt, sucked and thrust three 
fingers into her to press her spot. She squirted into 
my mouth. I continued to thrust into her in time with 
her contractions. When they slowed, I pulled the first 
ball from her ass and she went off again, the second 
extended her, the third took her high again. She was 
right at the top of number three when I mounted her and 
drove sadistically hard into her. Her body jarred, I 
yelled, "Now!"

She screamed back at me as I jerked the last two balls 
out of her ass and began cumming into her. For two 
thrusts she held me off the bed but then passed out 
under me while I continued to cum in her sucking, 
pulsing cunt. My own body was spasming and recoiling 
from her nursing womb. I was tender and sensitive but I 
could not move away.

I lay on her, feeling her still alive twitching belly 
and her deathly still body. My eyes flickered open for 
a moment, enduring the pain she was inflicting on my 
dick. Millie was passed out too. The vibrator was half 
way into her. The little rabbit ears were flipping away 
and her pussy's lips were stretched tight around the 
plastic rotating shaft. I did not see any blood but it 
was well past her hymen.

My cock would not soften. I thrust slowly into Jenny as 
I untied her hands. In a few minutes she woke with me 
inside of her, telling her how much I loved her and how 
wonderful she was. Softly, sweetly, tenderly we made 
love with each other this time. When I came, she came. 
It was not earthshaking but it was the most 
pleasurable, mutually satisfying moment of my lie. She 
giggled as I twitched inside of her. She said, "Thank 
you," paused and added, "I love you Sam." 

I remembered how she had hated for me to say that. My 
tears dropped onto her neck. She brought her hand to my 
eye and caught one. We dozed off in each other's arms.

Continued in part 4...

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The author does not condone child abuse, this story is
meant as an erotic fantasy not real life. Anyone acting
out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to
many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a 
fellow convict in their local prison.
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