Fucked up Adoption Pt. 1

A couple weeks had past and the smell from the garage became horrendous. I worried the neighbors would call the police about the smell, and had to buy even more things to hide the murder. I was starting to understand why hired killers have such high prices. I won't go too deep into details as before, and will leave it at; i sealed the containers and garage in duct tape, and added air pumps to push air through the containers and into a jar of crushed charcoal brickettes. The only difficult part with the corpse garden after that was having to aerate the soil every 2 days, and no amount of face rags and breath mints helped me then.

Every minute of my free time was dedicated to making ashley's pseudo-father disappear up til then, and I didn't regret what I was doing either. It wasn't him that was becoming the problem but was ashley. I had been talking to her about that man, and came to hear a story almost like me and my girls. From the ashley's vague recollections her earliest memories of the man were of him around her mother. The part she doesn't remember is how she got from being around him and her mother to just him. I suspect he obviously kidnapped her, but am unsure if he killed her mother, or if he changed her last name. The thought kept me up at night wondering if someone was looking for ashley, and if i should take her out of school without notice.

I worried she might mention something about staying with me to her teachers, and finally decided to pull her out of classes. The question then was, 'how?' I didn't think it would be as easy as mailing a forged document, like with that parking ticket. I knew it'd have to be done in person, and the school would know I wasn't ashley's father if i did it myself. I was going insane; I couldn't just stop taking her there because she'd go on the missing person alert, and I'd have to hide her in the house indefinately; I couldn't just hire some imposter either for obvious reasons; Not even a private investigator to find out about ashley's mother. I was getting fucked from every angle, and I hated it.

While looking at the box of pictures to burn each one into my mind before literally burning them, I figured how to get ashley out of school. I would stage her death during a field trip, but it had to be the right kind of trip. It had to be somewhere with no cameras, like a nature hike or a visit to a minor historical place, no museums or zoos. After looking at the class calendar for ashley and violet I found the perfect field trip, 3 months from then, "fuck." It was a perfect plan and I'd have to wait months to do it, months that I couldn't wait. I felt so desparate I even thought about just killing her, but I could never really do that to her; she didn't deserve to die. I'd just have to do something else.

I was abstaining from sexual contact with Ashley until I knew what I going to do, but Violet and Peach made it impossible to keep what i was doing with them a secret from ashley. I didn't want to force her into a life style she possibly didn't want, but I feared she was being forcibly indoctinated more by Violet and Peach. I knew I couldn't talk to them about not doing things or talking about certain stuff with Ashley, because I'd create a double standard. It was even worse since ashley always wanted to sleep in my bed, and wear the lingere I bought for Violet and Peach for pajamas.

I wasn't slipping up then, but I was questioning my own double standards. I had to make a decision to let her stay and become a part of the family, or get rid of her. I knew I wanted her to stay but I had to let her decide on her own, I had to tell her the truth. Is there a simple way to explain complex things to a young girl? I wish I knew the answer to that when I talked to her about it. I told her that she would have to stay until we could find her mother, and that she wouldn't be going to school for awhile. I had figured out how to get her out of school, I would go to the school districts administation building to pull her out of there. No one would recognize me as not being ashley's father there.

It was so much easier then I thought, I didn't even have to provide an ID for myself or ashley. It was just sign a few documents explaining why I was taking her out. I wrote that we were moving to a different school district, and that was that. I did it over my lunch break and planned on doing all the things I'd been waiting to do with Ashley again after school got out for the girls. After work and picking the girls up we rushed home, I think they sensed something or maybe I was just acting different. I knew I was about to get to do what I love, all of my girls. I had even been waiting to have sex with Violet while I solved things with ashley.

As soon as we got home it was close all the curtains, put on their sexy-pajamas, and play games leading to sex with them. Violet and Ashley had matching peek-a-boo nighties, and Peach wore a corset with bra cups that were bigger then her chest. The game was hide and seek with me as the seeker. I'd count to 100 by 5's and they'd hide, but they had to do it by crawling, standing wasn't allowed for the hiders or seeker. They would be tagged frozen if I caught them and got their undies off of them. They'd stay frozen til all the other girls were frozen too, or were unfreezed by a teamate giving them a new pair of undies from the panty pile.

The game was exciting and fun for all of us. The first few times I would catch and release them without freezing, but then I started freezing them and when I did I would do something sexual to them. I'd basically stay with them for about 10 to 20 seconds while they were being 'frozen' and massage their little mounds with my hands or tongue, sometimes even inserting my tongue or finger(s) into their pussies. It was so arousing I had a raging boner the entire time. Other times I would just tickle them silly, it wasn't always about touching. Peach was my favorite to freeze since I could dip my cock into her a few times before trying to find the other hiders. I made sure she'd vocalize what I was doing so Ashley and Violet could know.

Peach mostly said, "ooh daddy fuck my pussy with your cock," or "your dick is filling me up, i wanna feel you cum inside me." It was a real turn on hearing her say those things, and knowing my other girls were listening in and sometimes even watching made it all the hotter. I wanted to be sure Violet and Ashley saw that sex could be fun, mostly Ashley. I knew Violet knew about sex, but she didn't talk about it as much as Peach did. Maybe it's because she's a couple years younger then peach. After awhile I didn't need to find them, I'd just call out, "who wants to be frozen?' and they'd all come to me. It was the best game of hide and seek I ever played, and it felt liberating. I didn't feel worried about everything anymore.

I had all 3 of them sitting on the couch while I ate out the middle one and fingered the others on each side. I had them switch spots a few times, until Ashley was in the middle. Then I stood up and told her, "suck on my cock sweetie," while Violet and Peach fingered Ashley as i fingered them. We were entwined in lust but Ashley seemed hesitant, doing and having done to were different things to her. I told her, "you don't have to, but it'll make me very happy if you do." She still had a thinking look on when I asked, "do you want me to stick my cock in your pussy," and she looked wide eyed at the question. Peach interjected with a, "C'mon Ashley, ya'know it's fun. You gotta do it, you know you can," and in an unsure voice she responded, "oh..k."

"Are you sure you want it in your pussy?" I asked, then she finally shook her head 'yes.' I knew maybe I should of waited 'til she was more certain, but I was already sliding into her. Every inch felt tighter then the last, and sometimes she even squeezed a little. I wanted it to feel good for her, and for Violet to see it felt good. So I told Violet to suck on Ashley's clit, and she did. At first she seemed aloof and trying to ignore what was going on, and then she began to feel it. She felt me beginning to move, she felt Violet's tongue swirling around her clit, she started to feel good. It was the look of someone trying to hold back a smile, and losing.

I started to pump a little faster as she let out a little moan. Violet moaned too, I saw that Peach was eating her out. More confidant I began talking dirty, "you little slut you like that, dont you? You like my cock inside you, don't you?" Ashley seemed too into it or didn't know how to talk dirty. "Maybe you don't want to be fucked, maybe I'll stop and fuck violet," I groaned. Violet had a suprised look in her eyes, she didn't know that I'd be fucking her too until then. I looked to to Violet and said, "You didn't know I was going to fuck you? I am, I'm going to slide into your pussy and fuck you hard. And it's going to feel so good, tell her how good it feels Ashley." Ashley squeeked out, "It feels good. It feels really good, daddy."

I was shocked, it was the first time she called me dad. There was a flood of emotion filling me, and cum filling her. I don't think she ever climaxed but I knew for certain it felt good for her. Violet stopped licking and looked at me with questioning eyes. I smiled and said, "oh yes, bend over and let me see that pussy." She turned around and bent foward. I began with just a couple a fingers to relax her, then told Peach and Ashley to go play upstairs. Violet seemed nervous after they left, but I pushed foward with a, "now doesn't that feel good?" She was quiet even as I started to pump in and out. I ignored her silence by filling it with my own dirty words.

The entire time she didn't say a word, even when I started comming inside her. Now I was a little worried and asked, "you ok sweetie?" as i slid out. I turned her over to see a face wet with tears. "oh god I hurt her," I thought to myself and then inquired, "what's wrong?" She whimpered into a loud sob, "I miss my mommy!" I felt so foolish, I should of known that this stuff might remind violet of her mother. I was also a bit relieved since what we just did didn't hurt her, at least in the way I worried it did. I sat on the couch and cradled violet in my lap. She cried into my chest as I gently rocked my body and told her, "I know you miss her but she can't see you or peach anymore, because she's gone and can't come back. But she loves you 2 very much and knows you girls love her too."

"But I wanna see her, why can't I see her?" Violet whined. I stroked her hair and whispered, "because she cant sweety, but it doesn't mean she love you or peach any less. You gotta hold on to the memories of her, we can do stuff to remember her." violet cried more and I asked, "Is there anything you'd like to do that reminds you of her?" She shook her head 'yes' into my chest and looked up, "will you touch my pussy and sing 'twinkle little star'?" I said 'ok' and began to rub my fingers on her pussy as I started singing. I couldn't use my cock since seeing her with tears like that made me soft. violet still cried a little as I touched her and sang, but by the second time singing the song she fell asleep in my arms.

It was still mid-afternoon, so I layed her on the couch to take a nap. Then I hid off in a room that I never used to cry a little myself. I didn't miss that woman, but I felt violets pain. I was hiding because I didn't want my girls to see me that way, I was hiding because I was taught that crying is shameful for men to do. It was only a couple minutes until I could push the emotions down enough to force myself to stop, but it was hours until the feeling had left me. By then peach and ashley were playing games on the computer, and I was cooking dinner. Then I heared moans unlike theirs and investigated.

peach was showing ashley porn links I had saved on my computer. I asked what they were doing, and had to give them the conversation about how porn sex and real sex are different. violet had gotten up before I could finish my whole shpeal, but I felt I had gotten my point across to them. I told them to clean up for dinner, and served them speghetti meatloaf. I cooked it especially for violet, it was one of her favorite foods of all my crazy food concoctions. It was regular meatloaf with pieces of precooked speghetti mixed in. Mixing together different things like that was how I saved money, I didn't exactly have a very good job at the time. In fact the only job I'd ever consider to be good is taking care of my girls, but that isn't a job, that's a blessing.