An outing with the girls

Paul takes the girls out for the day and they drive him over the edge.

An outing with the girls.

Everyone is 18+.

Paul takes the girls out for the day and they drive him over the edge.

"Fuck her," she wrasped into my ear, "you know you want to. You ache for that sweet bald, juicy, little cunt. Do it daddy. Make her yours." Fuck me! Reeling at the sight of this soft, sweet, little thing under me. So smooth. Everywhere, perfectly smooth. Not a whisper of a hair on her below her beautiful blue eyes. Thin legs spread wide. Arms reaching out, pleading. Fingers splayed grasping for my chest. "Yes! Please, please, daddy. Mommy wants you to. I want you to. I need you, daddy." Her slim hips elevating her tiny damp pussy until the smooth engorged lips kissed the head of my cock and drew a low moan from somewhere deep in me. My head spinning with need and doubt....

How the hell did this happen? What the living fuck am I doing on this girl's bed, naked, cock rampant, her naked innocence mine to take, her mother's bare tits pressing my back as mom and daughter urge me into their, into my, perversion. "Use that baby cunt, daddy. My little girl is yours to take. Yours to have as you like. Use her! Pump that violently hard cock of yours into her. Come on, lover, push, that's it, violate my baby." God damn, I want her. It's so wrong, but I do....

I wanted to invite my nieces to go to Six Flags. We tend to do this every year. I rang them up and spoke to Kel, the younger. "Hey baby girl!" "Hi. Unc! How's it hangin'?" Wait. What? How's it hangin'? Kel laughed hard at my startled pause. " Got you!" "Oh, you little minx. You certainly did get my, ummm, attention," I chuckled. "What's up, Unc?" "Uh, oh yeah, do you and Sal want to go to Six Flags next week?" "Really? I would love to!", Kel enthused. "Wait, what's that Sal?" There was a pause and the muffled voices of my nieces, Sal and Kel negotiating. I sensed slight hesitation. They were a bit older now and I guessed that they might not find hanging with their uncle as much fun as they had even a year ago so I added, "you can each bring a friend, if that makes it more tempting than hanging with just me." More muffled exchange between the ladies. "Thank you, Unc, we would love to go! We're finished with school so we can go just about any time. When?" "How about Tuesday?" "Tuesday it is!" Kel sounded so happy. I love making the girls happy. "Oh, and please let me know if you're bringing friends by Monday, okay?" "Will do. Hhhaannnggg in there, Unc," she teased. "Love you. Bye!"

As guessed, they both wanted a friend along. I wasn't thrilled. I don't get enough time with the girls and events like this are precious to me, but they are getting to that age when their friends are more important than their family, especially their old, to their eyes, uncle. Still, it was going to be a fun day and I do love roller coasters. I'm more than energetic and fun enough to keep up with them and their friends.

On Tuesday, I called ahead, my sister picked up, "hey sis, I'm a few minutes out." "I think you're brave and nuts to take on four hormonal girls at once!" she laughed. "I can handle four young girls, sis, no prob." "If you heard the things they say about you," she paused, "you might not be so confident. Let's just leave it at, try not to let them make you too crazy, bro." Her tone left me curious. But, that was it? Don't go crazy? I hear giggling voices in the saying, "Mom!" and more laughter. "The girls are ready to go and very anxious to get away and have fun. They'll be out front."

I was met with exuberance. Two laughing girls running up to delightfully accost me. Leaping into my outstretched arms for hugs and kisses. The other two holding back as we hadn't met yet. Smiling, putting the wiggling ladies down, I asked, "who are your friends?" Sal quickly grabbed the darker haired girl by the hand and offered, "this is Melanie, Mel." Mel blushed a little as I reached out with a big smile, "hi Mel, it's so nice to meet you. Are we going to shake hands like old people or go straight to hugs?" She moved a bit closer and our hands touched. "Hi, Unc, can I call you Unc too? Ummm, hi," to which Sal giggled, "Oh, hug him. He's a big hugger and you know you want to." I pulled her closer and we shared a gentle hug then she stepped back with a smile. "And who's this charming lady?" I asked looking at Kel. "This is Heather, Unc. I've told her all about you!" "Oh? You have?" Grinning, "I hope Kel didn't scare you." Then, it happened, I focused on Heather.

The sensation of just seeing her for the first time was damn near shocking. Beautiful doesn't do her justice. Perfect isn't adequate. My nieces are beautiful, gorgeous even. Mel was a joy to see. Seeing Heather was arresting. My heart skipped a beat or two. My breath caught in my throat. I didn't even know what to think. All that happened in an instant. Or so I thought until Kel gave me a teasing punch and laughed, "you can close your mouth, Unc." "Ummm. Hi Heather, you can call me Unc too, if you like." She moved gracefully into my arms as she said, "I'll have a hug too, Unc." My arms enfolded her. She wrapped me up and pulled herself closer. Kissing my cheek, she whispered, "I'm so happy to finally meet you. Kel, told me all about you." Then she flexed her arms, pulling me closer still and kissed the edge of my lips. "Mmmm," she let me go. Damn, I think I started to get hard. My sister may have been right about needing luck today. Maybe she was right to think I'm a bit in over my head.

As I turned toward the car I caught Kel's gaze. She knew Heather made my blood boil. I could see it in her eyes as she grabbed my hand and pulled. Escorting me to the car. "Come on, let's go have fun." Then she shouted, "shotgun!" Which started a stampede of joyous girls screaming, "no way! I want to sit next to Unc", "no me", "but I got there first", and "Unc, it's not fair!" "Whoa, ladies, we will make it fair. Each of you will get to ride shotgun. I promise. Kel called it so she's first. Now in you go, my princesses." I caught my sister giving me a thumbs up and mouthing, "good luck!" With a grin. As I pulled into the driver's seat. "Top up or down, ladies?" "DOWN!", came the chorus. Top down, check, and we took off with speed and a little chirp of the tires. Just so I could enjoy hearing the girls squeal a bit.

Kel held my hand as I drove. She pulled it to her left thigh and pressed holding me there. Her soft smooth light skin warm under my palm. I tried, not very hard, I'll admit, to pull away, but Kel had other ideas and held my hand fast. She was smiling and looking content when I glanced at her. So, I figured why not. She's happy. Her thigh felt taught and thin under my big hand. As I focused on the drive I caught my fingers mindlessly caressing her leg with small strokes. Kel wrapped the fingers of her left hand around my wrist and pulled as she spread her thighs a bit. After a short while I noticed her heat radiating into the edge of my hand. So warm. Damp. Kel sighed. Which gave me a start. Wait, was I feeling my niece up? My hand froze. Kel wriggled a bit. Obviously seeking more contact. I caught myself and gave her a squeeze then slowly withdrew. I felt as much as heard her groan softly.

Looking into the rear view mirror, I caught Kel's friend Heather's knowing smile. She saw that. Shit. She knows. She looked back at me and licked her lips. I swear she looked hungry. Damn. I was well and truly fucked if this was going to be filling the day.

Halfway to the park, I pulled into a gas station for snacks and drinks. There was a good bit of girl talk and giggly whispers going on between them which I tried to ignore. Once selections were made and paid for I asked the girls, "who's riding shotgun now?" Kel immediately came back with, "Heather, Unc, it's her turn." Sal chimed in with, "that's cool, Mel and I get Unc on the way home then." That settled, we piled back in.

I haven't dwelled on what the girls were wearing. Six flags has a water park and, it being a hot day, with the top down, all four girls were wearing bikini tops. I was surrounded by the most delicious looking firm a and b cups i had ever seen. Thank goodness my gaze was mostly busy with driving. Kel, her sister Sal and Mel were wearing various versions of booty shorts. Kel's were somewhat loose. While Sal's and Mel's shorts were practically painted on. Groan. Heather, however, was wearing a skirt. A very short, bum hugging, affair made from some sort of gossamer fabric which enhanced her every move. All these bouncy little tits and jiggling asses. Double groan.

I opened the passenger door and all but Heather scrambled into the back seat. Heather waited at my side. Right next to me. I could feel her heat. She rested her hand on my arm just above my elbow and squeezed. "Mmmm. Unc, you're strong." I could feel myself start to stiffen. Christ, I'm getting hard. Then she brushed past me. Her arm grazing my nascent bulge. She looked up at me as she passed and smiled. If Kel looked hungry Heather looked like she wanted to ravage me. It was clear now, what my sister was saying about them talking about me. Well, if they were determined to flirt shamelessly, then who was I to fight it? What's the harm? Besides, they are safe with me. My, less than responsible, brain argued. I looked back at Heather, smiled and winked. I can flirt too, I thought. Then Heather upped the ante. Pausing briefly in front of me. Blocking the rest of the girls view. Her eyes locked on mine. She placed her hand on my bulge. Cupping my cock through my shorts. Squeezing. Fuck! I didn't expect that! Then she sat. I had to immediately turn away. My cock, filled, snaked down the leg of my shorts, throbbing. Jesus, I'm going to get arrested or something. I have to get myself under control.

I scrambled around the car trying to hide my condition from the three seated in back. I'm not sure if I succeeded, but they were kind enough to keep mum, for the moment, at least.

As I started the car I glanced right to see Heather turn and learn back against the door. Then she slowly slid down in the seat as she lifted her left knee. Her already short skirt became miniscule. Revealing miles of perfect thighs. She looked directly into my eyes and parted her knees tearing my attention from her beautiful face down to the tiniest gusset of bikini barely hiding her pussy. My cock raged! I raised my view to see hers locked on my crotch. As the finger tips of her right hand slid languidly from her right knee toward her achingly sweet oh so delicious....

"Hey, Unc, what's the hold up?" Kel asked from behind me. Oh fuck my brain was going to explode. Or my cock was. I am totally in over my head. Fuck me. I had to forcefully wrench my concentration back to driving and away from Heather. The girls all erupted in laughter.

That drive was the start of a very long day of relentless flirting and teasing. All four tried out their skills on me. Sitting on my lap here, kissing my cheek there, trying to stay as close to me as they could. It was relentless. Plenty of boys made runs at them throughout the day. Most I chased off merely with my presence. Some made the girls giggle and laugh at their feeble attempts. All four seemed to be focused on making me as sexually wound up as possible. Like some kind of hormone infused contest. My cock spent the entire day hard to one degree or another. Especially when we went to the water park and the shorts and that skirt came off. I had no idea I was a pervert until that day. I hadn't ever thought of my nieces, my flesh and blood, sexually before. I sure as hell started to that day. Every one of those amazing girls was so ripe. Every one of them was clearly testing their ability to attract my sexual attention. No ifs, ands or buts about it. They were testing me. I saw it as my role to be there for them to safely have their fun with. To protect them while letting them know they were each perfect and desirable. That their feminine magic works. They had always been safe with me in every other way and, my raging cock aside, they would be safe with me sexually too. That's what I promised myself.

But Heather, Heather was the one that had me mesmerized. She made me want things I definitely should not. If you'd have told me, prior to that day, that I would ache for a teenager I'd have told you bullshit. No fucking way. But, I didn't know, until that day, the power of teenage girls wanting to be and learning to be seductive.

The girls were all over me. Squabbling over which one sat next to me on each ride. Placing my hands on them as much as they could get away with. I knew what was going on and decided to go with it. Let them have their fun. Enjoy a little thrill. Why not? What's the harm? They were going to practice on someone. Why not someone safe? But, I was nervous about being seen being too obvious and had to caution a couple of times. Once, everyone but Heather took off for the bathrooms. As I waited, seated on a bench at a quiet corner in the shade, Heather approached, standing close, facing me. She cupped her left breast and fondled herself as she quietly asked, "do you think I'm pretty, Unc?" I didn't know what to say for a moment. When does going along with their fun turn into willing participation? "Of course I do, sweetheart." "Do you want to touch me, Unc? I want you to." "Oh, baby girl, you're so beautiful and pretty, but let's just say there's a time and place for things like that and here at Six flags isn't the best place. Do you understand?" She looked at me with a smile and gave her tit another squeeze then released it. "I want to change into shorts, Unc." "Okay, I replied, go ahead." "But, my shorts are in your car. Will you take me to your car?" She smiled. "Please?"

Just then the other three tumbled back, gabbing and laughing. Kel gave me a brief look. I must have blanched because she then laughed at me. Heather spoke up, "your uncle is going to take me to his car so I can change into my shorts." Overhearing, Sal smirked, "Oh, is he now?" I told myself I was going to go with it and I am, damnit. I can handle a little girl. I took Heather by the hand and, keeping my tone light, said, "we'll be back in a bit. Meet you all at the food court, ladies?" I was met with a chorus of good natured ribbing, "you two behave", "get into your shorts, is more like it" and "see you soon, love birds!" Then a chorus of giggles. These girls might just kill me before the days out.

As we walked towards the car Heather shifted from being led by me to leading me. She was quiet, but I could feel a tension building between us. A couple of parking rows away from the car she started tugging at my arm. "Come on, da, umm Unc, we haven't much time." She pleaded. I let her pull me along until we were face to face, actually her face was about my chest height, standing next to my passenger door. I unlocked it and swung the door as Heather moved in to press herself against me. "Are you hard because of me, Unc?" My bulge throbbed as she pressed against it. "Did I cause that?" She moved side to side just enough to make it absolutely clear she knew she did. Then she placed her hands on my waist and pulled me with her as she backed into the car.

I wasn't thinking anymore. I just reacted. Moved. Wanted. Fuck, I burned with desire. Lost in the moment. I found myself in the back seat, door closed, next to Heather, almost on top of her. Between her wide spread knees. Her arms pulling me, pulling, her panting breath, her soft moan, "yes" sounding as though she won, she found her prize. "Baby girl.... We shouldn't do this...." "Oh daddy, ummm Unc, I need you, please." Daddy? "Heather, beautiful girl. I don't think you should call me that." "Please Unc, I need you to be my daddy. Please." She pulled at me harder. I lowered between her thighs. Her heat was intense, almost overwhelming. "Okay, beautiful, but just between us. Our secret, okay?" "Oh YES, daddy. I want secrets with you." Then we kissed. Not some little peck on the cheek. Our tongues danced. Her arms and legs entwined me. Holding herself tight against me. Grinding with more force than I would have thought a young thin body like hers could muster. That kiss was magic, mind bending, almost impossible to separate from. But, somehow I had to. Shit. I sure didn't want to. I wanted to strip that young thing and fuck her. I had to stop. "Do you know what you're doing to me, baby girl?" "Yes sir... I think so." She demurred then, in a rush, "Ummm, you're my first, daddy. I want you to be my first. Please be my first. Please." "Oh sweetie, I kissed her face, her neck, her forehead, "I'm so much older than you." "Exactly, daddy! That's what Mom.... Oh , I wasn't supposed to tell you...." She drifted into silence. Mom? I so very much wanted to make her feel desired and okay with this moment. I let the Mom issue slide, for now, and focused on the place we were. "Hang on baby. Not like this. Not here. Not in the back seat of my car. You deserve a time and place much more special than this." "Do you want me too, daddy?" Safe for the moment, I could breathe a bit. "Of course I do, honey. You're amazing. You're perfect and beautiful. I think I'm too old for you, but I certainly want you. But, not here. Your first time should be special." Heather enthused, "see, mom was right. You want the best for me. You want to protect me. You are perfect for me too, daddy!" "Well, we'll see about that. Okay?" I smiled. Heather looked a little disappointed, but smiled too and eased her grip on me. I rose to sit beside her. "Okay, shall I change now, sir?" Change? Sir? Oh yeah. The shorts. But, sir? "Sir? What happened to calling me daddy?" "I will do anything you want, sir, daddy. Anything you tell me to." She placed her hand on my bulging cock. My hard on raged again. I wanted, so much, to explore this further. Somehow this girl knew how to push my buttons like nobody I've ever known. "Anything, sir," and she squeezed me. With great reluctance I moaned, "then change, little one."

Heather unzipped that shirt and slid it off to reveal her completely bald, absolutely perfect, clearly aroused, naked pussy. My breath caught in my throat. Where had her bikini bottom gone? Seeing my burning gaze, "do you like, daddy?" She squeezed again. "Ugh! You're going to kill me girl!" I said with a laugh. She giggled. She knew she had me. She won. She knew it. One last sliding squeeze and she shifted to wriggling into the smallest, tightest, most form fitting shorts I'd ever seen.

We returned to the others. Kel gave us a questioning look. Did Kel know what Heather had been up to? Sigh, of course she did. And, given the rather smug look on Heather's face, Kel must have guessed something happened. But, nobody said anything about it. Strange that. No teasing?

The rest of the day was more of the same. Rampant flirting, laughter, roller coaster rides. I took the girls to the best restaurant in the park. This wasn't saying much, but at least the food was edible. It was a bit dark in our booth. The girls arranged the seating with Heather on one side of me and Kel the other. Her older sister, Sal, seemed fine with it and Mel remained the most reserved of the four, sticking to Sal's side. Sal and Mel seemed pretty close to me. Maybe they were together? Who knows and I'm not asking. There's enough estrogen and drama going on today. I figured I was going to need a very stiff drink when I get home tonight. Several of them.

We finally wore ourselves out and started home. Sal sat next to me. We had a lovely chat about her and her friends and school. I felt delightfully close to her as she happily shared her life. I thought I was a lucky man to have a niece who opens up with me. I gave her a pat on the knee and she held my hand and she continued talking away. When it came time to get fuel and drinks, I looked to see if Mel wanted to ride shotgun, but she was fast asleep in the corner of the back seat. Kel and Heather were engrossed whispering back and forth. So, Sal stayed next to me. I was relieved that I was finally getting a reprieve from the onslaught of feminine whiles.

It's was late when we made it to my sister's. I called ahead to say we were close and sis greeted us as we piled out of the car. Four yawning young ladies, each in turn hugging me and mumbling thank you, then trundling into the house. Heather was last and as she got close she whispered, "thank you so much, daddy. I meant it, sir, anything." Then she started toward the house. My sis asked her to hold up, explaining, "the plan was for the girls to spend the night here, but Heather's mom called earlier and asked if you could bring Heather home tonight, bro. Is that okay?" Heather seemed to perk up a bit. "Yeah! Will you take me home, da... Unc?" Then she ran up to hug Kel and Sal and Mel goodbye. "Sure, sis. No problem." I must have sounded tired because she grinned and said, "you seem to have held up better than I thought you would, bro. You and I can catch up later." Then she gave me a kiss and a hug and an "off you go."

Heather and I climbed back in the car. Heather was animated again. "I'm so happy you're taking me home. You can meet my mom." Oh yeah. The Mom Heather revealed earlier. "Please don't tell Mom what I said earlier, daddy." "You didn't really tell me much, honey." "You know, what I said about her telling me about you, I mean men. It was supposed to be secret." "I'll keep it to myself, baby girl."

I didn't know what to expect from her mom. It seemed as though Mom was trying to guide Heather and teach her about what to expect from men. Smart woman. This little girl was going to be a handful. Going to be? Hell, she is a handful and then some. Mom's paying attention, at least. I'll probably like this lady.

Heather gave me directions as she called home. "Hi mom. Yeah, we are on our way. Unc is driving.... yeah Unc, we all called him that, it's cute," she laughed. "Yeah, we did a little. All he did was kiss me." What? I guess Mom knows. No point in freaking out. I could feel a conversation coming. "Yep, just like you thought, mom, we was a gentleman." Heather said with a sigh. "Okay Mom, we will be there in a few."

I didn't know what to say so I kept mum. Then Heather said, "turn in here, just park in the driveway. Come on in with me, daddy. Mom wants to meet you." I must have looked a bit sheepish because she offered, "she's cool, daddy, I swear." "Okay beautiful, but let's keep that daddy stuff between us, right?" "Okaaay, but, mom told me to call you daddy. She said you'd love it when I do." What? Okay, I'm intrigued. "In we to then, baby girl." Heather broke out a big smile, kissed me on the cheek and grabbed my hand.

Mom stood there under the porch light as we approached. If anyone asked I would have sworn she couldn't be older than early twenties, but that made no sense. I guessed she must be very, very well preserved. She smiled as I said, "hi, I'm Unc, uh. Paul. Nice to meet you, mom," with a grin. Closer up mom looked even younger than I first thought. No way was she old enough to have had Heather. "Hi Paul, I'm Kim, but you can call my mom if you want." She teased. Now I know where Heather got it from. Cute. "As I must be at least twice your age, I'm thinking Kim will do. Lovely name. Very much my pleasure to meet Heather's mom." Kim blushed a bit and smiled. "Come in."

Kim looked over her shoulder at the passing Heather, "honey?" "Mommy?" They both laughed. "Go get ready for bed, please. I'll be there in a minute." "Okay Mom. Da... Uh. Unc, would you come kiss me goodnight, please?" "If it's okay with your mom, I sure will." Heather skipped off happily. Kim looked me in the eye and said, "You certainly have her all worked up, daddy!" Then she grinned and offered her hand. "Let me show you around and," looking over her shoulder as she had me in tow, "I think we need to talk."

She released my hand saying, "we've talked so much about you around here, Kelly, well she has showed us how great you are, Paul, I feel like I know you. Heather does too. But, of course, I doubt you know anything about me or us." She looked at me with a warm smile, "let's fix that." She turned away saying, "give me a sec to check in on Heather. I'll be right back." "I'm afraid you have me at a disadvantage. Kel hasn't said anything, but it had been a while since we talked." I settled into a couch to wait.

"Hey, Paul, it looks like those hellions wore you out," Kim shook me awake. I came to a bit disoriented, "umm, sorry about that Kim. Was I out long?" " Nope, just a couple of minutes while Heather caught me up. Let's talk, daddy." There it was again, Heather calling me daddy. Let's get this over with. "I confess. I kissed Heather in my car. Guilty as charged, Kim. I can't say I'm proud of losing control like that, but I can't honestly say I regret it either. I don't know if kissing Heather was a crime, but what my body was aching to do with her while I kissed her certainly was. I guess the only question that remains is what do you want to do about it, mom?" Kim's expression softened as she moved closer to my seated form. I dropped my gaze as I contimplated the harm I may have caused that perfect little girl. Kim started to speak softly, "easy there big man, you didn't hurt her. I know for a fact that the girls ran you ragged today with their unbridled flirting. They worked you until you were dazed from lugging around that constantly hard and amazing huge cock of yours. Especially my Heather." "You know this for a fact, how, Kim?" "Because I taught them how, Paul. I showed all of them how to tease you, how to make you hard, how to make you want them, how to help you lose control. I trained Heather to get what she wanted, what she needed. She needs you, daddy." Then Kim settled softly into my lap and wrapped her arms around my shoulders as she kissed my neck. I was silenced in the fog of thought. Kim did what? "Kim, I've never even been close to wanting such young...." Kim cut me off with, "we know, Paul. We know that you protect us. We know that you would never, ever, hurt us. We know, daddy." And, kissed my neck again. "How do you know, Kim? We just met. You didn't know me at all." "But, I do and I have for quite a while through Kelly." I started to protest, "but..." and Kim cut me off, "and, you proved it tonight. You know what you never did tonight, daddy?" I looked at Kim, confused. "You never once blamed Heather. Even though that mostly naked little minx did everything in her power, everything her mom taught her to do, to get you hard and make you practically rape her. You held back to protect her and you took all the responsibility to protect her. You're an amazing man, Paul, daddy, sir," and she squeezed me right crushing her small frame into me.

I felt the tension flow out of me. I had to no idea where to take this from here, but everyone, even me, was going to be okay. In the moment, that was enough for me. "So, what now, Kim?"

"Heather and I want you to go to her room, strip off your clothes, slide into her bed between those sweet, smooth, naked thighs and push this monster" she gripped my semi hard shaft through my pants, "up inside of her." I couldn't hold back a groan. "I don't..." Kim halted me again with a passionate kiss then whispered in my ear, "please daddy." What's a man to do? I was beyond restraint now. Standing up holding Kim in my arms. As Kim directed, I carried her to Heather's room to find the naked perfect girl lying there on her back, fingers sliding between the folds of her bald little cunt. "Now, mom?" "Yes, baby, now. Be a good little girl and give yourself to daddy.

We were all naked in seconds. I didn't follow their script exactly because I just had to taste that young pussy. I had to know she was wet enough and ready enough. Heather felt my tongue and fingers as I prepared her. When I finally spread her out beneath me she was loudly begging me to fuck her while her mom was fully into her own desperate need, coaxing me to own her daughter. "Take her, daddy!" Kim pressed her tits to my back and moaned into my ear. "Claim her. Take her hard. She's ready, daddy. I made her ready for you." "Yes," cried Heather, "take me daddy. Make me do that you want. I need it, sir. I need you, daddy." I lost my mind and buried my cock in her in one long demanding stroke.

Hours later. After cumming so many times we all lost count, Kim rested her head on my shoulder and groaned into my ear, "Kelly and Sally want you too, daddy."