Harper Valley 8 - We Always Lay 'Em Straight!

Reluctantly having to vacate Brianna's extremely cosy
little bed with my equally cosy little blonde
companion, we dressed and headed back to the marquee.
Barely had I walked through the flap when Kylie saw me
and almost took me out with a flying bear-hug.

"Do you know what they want us to do dad?" she gushed
exuberantly.

"Yeah, I know sweetheart," I replied, "That's what I
came to talk to you about – where's your sister?"

I gave Michelle a light pat on the bottom, mouthed a
quick "Thank you sweetie, we'll continue with this
later," and pointed out another group of girls that
seemed to be trying to get her attention. Jenna
disentangled herself from a couple of her friends –
Brianna being one of them, and joined her sister beside
me. At least everyone was dressed!

"Well kids," I said, "I guess this is really your call.
Do you know what the rules are and what could happen to
you? Remember, I've been through this with Brianna...
it can get pretty rough."

Damn it... I think their eyes lit up!

"Now cut that out both of you," I whispered, "You're
just getting way too frisky!" They looked suitably
chastened. "Now, for half an hour – and believe me,
that can seem quite a stretch, you have to do
everything you're asked... without question. I'll be
there to make sure no-one crosses any lines but that's
all. I can't be responsible for what you're asked to do
– you understand that?"

Even as I spoke, I was being subjected mentally to the
most way-out scenarios – most of which would need to be
censored even on this site.

Following a quick huddle, the jury handed in its
unanimous verdict in record time. "It's OK dad, we want
to do it," said Kylie, "So long as you're there the
whole half-hour."

"Oh, you can count on that sweetheart," I replied.

I summoned Jerry and Warwick and confirmed their active
participation. Never seen two guys smile so much! That
done, everyone was issued numbered cards as before and
it was a case of "Let the voting begin." Quite
obviously the "hot twins" pulled in just about
everyone's number one preference. Second choice was
Susie's super-sexy little daughter Tanya – no surprise
there either, but when Larissa's name was read-out
after further counting – my heart sank.

Even as her name was called out, Larissa looked across
to me from where she was standing alongside her father
– saw my crestfallen face I imagine, and then shook her
pretty head, signifying she did not want to be
selected. The general body-language in the marquee
suggested a lot of disappointed fathers. She came
straight over to me then and I could have hugged her.
What am I saying? I did hug her.

"What made you do that Larissa?" I asked her. Her
answer was all I needed to hear.

"You!"

'Kinda a double standard' I was thinking to myself. I
don't mind seeing my own daughters stripped naked and
played-with, yet I couldn't bear the thought of another
girl – one not even related to me – being touched by
anyone now. I realised at the same time... I didn't
really want her going to any more parties either,
although I did not dare vocalise those thoughts. How
selfish was that when you think about it?

A fourth little dark-haired girl... Cathy I think her
name, was Larissa's replacement and was she cute?
Around fifteen tops, hotpants and perky little breasts
that I'm sure were in for a session and a half. Tragedy
was, I wouldn't be there to see it – not to mention
Tanya's debut performance.

The girls got to vote for their six men next. A
condition of Kylie and Jenna's selection was that I go
with them as an 'observer'... but they had the option
of six others. George and Jerry made the list as well
as Brad and three other men I had not been introduced
to. Warwick was fuming, although not for long... Tanya
picked him! Lucky SOB.

Larissa kissed me and said "Go with your daughters now,
they'll be fine with you there." Damn it, I figure
they'd have been fine in any situation.

The girls were given five minutes each in the powder-
room first. Hair teased up again, skirts and tops all
smoothed down and that essential turn-on – a
reapplication of lip gloss and then the nine of us
headed off for Warwick's bedroom, the largest room in
the house so I heard and with our contingent, we would
be needing it. I held both Jenna and Kylie's hands as
we ascended the stairs. The anticipation was killing
me. I would guarantee six pairs of eyes were fixed on
the girl's rear ends as they ascended the stairs and
wouldn't they have known that?

They were right – it would have to be the largest room
in most any house! Warwick must obviously spend a lot
of time in it! One enormous King-size bed took center
stage, with another room – either one colossal walk-in
'robe or a secondary tiny bedroom – depending on how
you view it, off to the left. The en-suite was as large
as most people's main bedroom. We could have held a
party in there! The two girls giggled as they were
ushered in to the room. Their adrenaline must have been
on active stand-by.

Last guy in, his name was Steven, shut the door behind
him. The girls looked around anxiously, probably
grateful for the other's company right at that moment.
George I noticed was looking at Jenna much as I looked
at Larissa. Guess he was thinking much the same too...
the bastard!

An uncomfortable silence was broken by Mal, the father
so I found out, of young Cathy in the next door
bedroom. God, what must have been going through his
mind?

"C'mon girls," he said. "Show us your tits?" It might
not have been either that creative or original a line
but hell, it's what everyone was thinking!

Jenna looked at Kylie and blushed... neither of them
moved.

"Ya gotta comply girls," Jerry reminded them.

Kylie stood her ground on that small rug near the bed
and began pulling her top off. Jenna, right alongside
her, did the same. Both had hot little bra's on –
Jenna's light blue and Kylie's black, to match her g-
string. Even seeing them together like that was soo
damned hot. As one, they pulled their bra straps down
their arms giggling nervously. Almost identical in
size, they exposed their nipples slowly as the men
ogled them.

"Take your bras right off girls," ordered Steve, one
hand already heading south towards an evidently
impressive erection beneath his pants. Obediently both
girls reached behind their backs and unhooking the
clasp, allowed the bras to fall to the floor.
Instinctively they covered themselves.

"Sorry kids... no covering up," Steve continued. "Show
us your tits please... hands behind your backs."

How hot did they look like that? Lovely curvy little
hips, narrow shoulders and shivering slightly from a
mixture of embarrassment and anticipation.

"Very cute girls," said Jerry, "You are both extremely
pretty as I'm sure you know. Now, both of you go over
to the edge of the bed there and bend over it with your
hands on the edge of the quilt. Now, you are not to
move from that position whatever we do OK?"

Nodding, they reluctantly took up the positions asked.
Almost identical hot little bottoms given sudden
prominence, with more than a hint of undies peeking out
from their taut hemlines.

George took the offensive and leading the cavalry,
delivered a perfectly placed spank across Kylie's fully
upturned bum. She squealed at the contact, joined
seconds later by Jenna as Steven delivered the same
deal to her rear end. This was her second spanking of
the day and I knew she could take lots of it. Just as
well... she got lots of it! All six men took turns
spanking them a few times as the girls let forth with
"ouches," "goshes," and "that hurts." To their credit
though, they maintained their highly vulnerable
positions throughout, despite the fact that almost
every man took the opportunity to grope their heaving
little breasts as they received their punishment.

Standing back and admiring their handiwork... the tops
of both girls legs were quite red from a few stray
spanks, the sound of heavy breathing all round was
interrupted by Mal telling Kylie, "Pull your sister's
panties down now please sweetie, lets see her bum."

Both girls gasped and Steve had himself well unzipped.
A man always prepared I'd say.

Kneeling behind her sister, Kylie took hold of her
knickers and gingerly pulled them down. She even
unstrapped her shoes when getting them off. Seeing
Jenna suddenly bare foot and with the lower half of her
naked bottom peeking out from her tight skirt was
arousing stuff – be assured. Jerry walked up to her and
began fondling her bare bottom rather lewdly. Jenna
seemed to like it.

Mal however was on a roll, "Ok Kylie, now take her
skirt off... get your sister naked for us."

Have you the slightest conception of just how hot a
cute fifteen year old girl looks being completely
stripped by her topless sixteen year old sister? No, I
didn't think you did! I had no idea either! It was all
I could do to maintain my position on the far wall
refereeing operations. If either girl had seen the
erection I had closeted up there, I think they might
have been over!

As Kylie unzipped her sister's skirt and pulled it off
her, Jenna was left totally nude in front of six men.
Well actually, better make that seven, including me. It
was all too much for George, he just grabbed her and
pulled her to him and began kissing her. Brad, who had
been rather inactive up to now, moved right up behind
her and with his hands on her hips, began kissing her
neck passionately.

Within seconds his hands slipped down to cupping her
bum and at that second, Jenna turned her head and
smiled at him... George I could see, had his hands on
both her breasts and was rubbing them. Steve was
rubbing other things... and quite effectively so,
judging by the degree of effort he was putting into it.
Wayne, the sixth participant, dropped to his knees
alongside the other two and began to actively rub
Jenna's pussy. He found himself sharing that little
hot-spot with George who obviously figured she needed
servicing top and bottom.

Meanwhile, Jerry, Brad and Mal were relieving Kylie of
her skirt, shoes and g-string so she too was naked
within seconds. These three with obviously an eye for
comfort, manoeuvered her to the bed and pushing her on
her back, Mal had her legs apart in seconds. With Jerry
volunteering for breast duty, Brad extricated his cock
and simply shoved it into her, fucking her with little
finesse but plenty of passion. They had her gasping and
panting in less time than it takes to write out a
parking ticket.

At this juncture, the other three had Jenna flat on the
carpet and George was happily trudging down nostalgia
avenue as with her legs spread arousingly wide, he
began fucking her senseless while Steve knelt alongside
and brought off his first spray of the afternoon.
Exactly where it landed I couldn't see, but given how
much more was to follow, it doesn't really matter.

Mal replaced Brad and Wayne took over from George after
he had Jenna crying out in passion before filling her
to the hilt. I could barely stand it. By the time Jerry
and Steve had taken their turns, both girls were
looking decidedly "used" but far from expended.

Wayne sobered us all up. "Jenna," he said, "Get on the
bed with your sister and suck her tits." Kylie gasped
this time but as Jenna climbed up beside her, she made
no attempt to dissuade her younger sister from her
course. Kneeling beside Kylie, Jenna simply inclined
her head to her breasts and began nuzzling and sucking
her.

Both girls were lost in their own little world as
everyone moved up for a closer look. So natural and
wondrously hot was it, I wondered if they had actually
done this to each other at home in their own bedrooms.
I found myself wishing that they had! Kylie was moaning
with pleasure and as both girls began rubbing and
fingering each other's pussy, life was really good
there for a while.

Writhing about as they were center-quilt, more than one
observer wanked a stream of cum across whichever bottom
or shoulder was the nearest at that particular moment,
while others called out such intimate suggestions as
"Make her cum Kylie," or "Fuck her harder Jenna." They
were so damn compliant!

How much time had elapsed I had no idea but the clock
was ticking. The men swapped girls, then as happened
with Brianna, Jerry, Brad and Mal pulled Jenna into the
huge bed and Steve, Wayne and George dragged Kylie to
the little ante-room where a single bed was waiting.

Jerry, ever the smart one, took up central position
with Jenna on top of him by the looks of it, the other
two either side. In the other bed, tight as it must
have been, George appeared to be fucking Kylie as she
lay face-down on top of him while the other two took
their pleasures with whatever they could reach.

It was a re-enactment of my hottest fantasies... both
daughters being multiply fucked and fondled while I
watched – well sort of. From the far room, Kylie was
crying out as Wayne, now beneath her in the center of
the bed, was fucking her without mercy. One can only
guess what the other two were doing to her beneath the
blankets.

"Have these girls ever sucked cock?" said Brad
suddenly... "I'd really like to have Jenna do that to
me." I gulped... Oh! not that! Has God no mercy? Kylie
was dragged in from the other room, fingermarks evident
all over her breasts and streaks of cum in the
naughtiest of places.

In less time than it took to undress them in the first
place, both girls were made to kneel on the main bed
right alongside each other. Jerry knelt down in front
of Kylie holding his erection just inches from her
face, Brad grabbed Jenna's hair and pulled her head
down towards his cock. Both girls took hold of the
erections confronting them and began sucking for all
they were worth. Having walked over to the bed, I had
to extricate my own erection and commence a program of
relief in view of the tableau in my midst.

Mal obviously mesmerised by Jenna's hot little bottom
virtually jiggling in his face as she sucked and wanked
Brad, got on the bed behind her and slipped his cock
easily up into her pussy. This had the effect of
engaging hyperdrive as she sucked Brad harder and began
moaning as he thrust up into her. Steve saw no reason
not to make equal use of Kylie's unattended rear end
and kneeling behind her, he too embarked on a course of
intense vaginal therapy. The other two simply began
rubbing and pulling whichever tits were within reach.

The entire bed was alive with sexual passion. Brad was
the first to unravel and jetted one hell of a stream of
sticky white goo into Jenna's mouth. That which she
failed to swallow, he left on her face as a reminder of
what can happen when you are a hot little teenage
tease. Mal had his own little party, jerking like a
marionette as he ploughed Jennas hot little cunt
(disgusting terminology I realise, but at that
second... what else could you call it?). Excess cum, he
left as a calling card, dripping over her bottom
cheeks.

Jerry meanwhile had relined Kylie's throat while Steve
had cum for the nth time as far up her pussy as he was
able to penetrate. In a moment of understandable
excitement he had what looked like his cock pressing up
hard against Kylie's bum, his red-hot intentions
obvious, but she wriggled and briefly turned around to
verbally deny him that most forbidden of entries. As he
persisted, I was forced to remind him, "My daughter
said no Steve!" So fascinated with the mass activity
had I been, attention to my own personal crisis had
been delayed and now I was forced to call time-out.

Someone announced "ten minutes left."

Jerry's suggestion of "Let's fuck them in the shower?"
met with universal approval, and in any event, they
couldn't go downstairs looking like they did.

Now, Warwick had one doozey of a shower-recess it
should be made clear. Well able to hold four or five
people in a pinch, excuse the pun. Kylie was bundled-in
under the steaming water first with Jerry, Wayne and
Mal. Myself, Jenna and the other three remained outside
with an uninterrupted view of all active participants.

As they began soaping-up Kylie between them, Jerry
attending to her breasts, Wayne having lots of fun
slipping the soap up between her legs and Mal making
sure she had the cleanest little bottom in the State,
Jenna shivered – I was holding her against me.
Completely unrelieved of course, the sight of her hot
little naked breasts jiggling in front of me was just
making things worse.

She looked up at me and whispered. "I wish you'd made
love to me dad!" (Neither of them use the "f" word
except when taken to the heights of passion. Then, in
Jenna's case it seems to flow like honey)

"Don't worry sweetheart," I told her, "Soon as I get
you both home... it's gonna be very messy!" She giggled
and held on to me, eyes back now on her sister's
progress.

You wouldn't think you can do too much with a girl
under a shower in five minutes... you'd be wrong. Kylie
was fucked standing up, face to the glass (damn was
that hot!) up against the tiles while two of them held
her, even on her knees beneath the cascading water.
They had their moneys-worth let's say. I'm not saying
they all came in her... I doubt collectively they had
enough left to cum in a goldfish! But she got it every
which way.

Fortunately, towels were not in short supply. One
presumes Warwick had planned for such an eventuality.
As Kylie was dragged out, I wrapped her in a huge
bathrobe and held her to me. She just looked up at me
and whispered "Do you still love me dad?" I didn't even
bother answering that one. My kissing her did!

Jenna meanwhile, was being pulled beneath the shower by
the other three, all of whom were now quite obviously
naked. I had a momentary sighting of Steve's cock, the
first clear view I'd had of it... it was a monster.
They took her much the same route. George was rather
tenderly soaping her breasts (He's quite besotted with
Jenna's nipples I've noticed) while Brad was kneeling
in front of her and from what I can see, was preferring
to clean her pussy with his tongue rather than anything
else.

Steve took up the rear so to speak and I couldn't
really see what he was doing, but I have the strongest
of suspicions he was using the soap to facilitate
digital entry in a very naughty spot. Jenna didn't seem
to mind, although so taken-up was she in kissing George
and the sensations being afforded her young body, I
hardly think she would have minded anything much.

With the seconds ticking down, all three began fucking
her quickly. George had her kneeling on the tiles, Brad
with her back up against the glass. God, how hot did
her little bum look squashed up there as he thrust into
her? Steve closed-out the show having the other two
hold her up fully suspended, her legs pulled wide apart
while he got that huge cock into her with seemingly
little trouble.

Even above the noise of the water, I could hear Jenna
almost screaming-out for him to fuck her harder. Steve
didn't disappoint and even through the steam I saw him
jerk like crazy as he came in her... God knows what
with.

Kylie had herself pretty much dry by this stage except
for her hair and no sooner had they turned the shower
off, than we all heard the bell sound. I wrapped Jenna
in a large towel and I have to say, though clean as all
hell, she was looking the worse for wear... although
smiling still... the cheeky little slut!

Kylie brought both their sets of undies in from the
bedroom and we made them dress in front of us. Had
there been even another two minutes I figure both girls
would have been back in that bed having their bras and
knickers ripped-off again. Damn, I think I would have
been the first one in the bed.

Both daughters were walking quite gingerly. "God, I'm
so sore dad," said Jenna patting her little pussy
through her skirt rather daintily. "Me too," agreed
Kylie, zipping up her skirt and shaking her hair. I
told you before I think, nothing sexier than a girl
with wet hair. Doubly so with two of them!

"Don't worry girls," I told them, "Soon as we get home,
I have heaps of cream you can use." Jenna giggled,
despite her condition. "Course, I'll need to rub it on
for you," I added, "I know exactly how to do it." Kylie
dug me in the ribs. God I love them both!

As we exited the room, steam filtering out as far as
the hallway, we ran into the other players. Hell, if I
thought Jenna looked unsteady on her feet – you should
have seen Tanya. Obviously without the benefit of a
shower herself, she was having to be supported by two
of the men. Her hair was in total disarray, dried cum
quite evident in places. Her skirt was crushed and her
top torn slightly near the neckline. Her face was
flushed and she looked to have been the victim of a
particularly nasty gang-rape.

I figure that wasn't too far off the mark either. Her
pussy must have been either swollen of sore as all hell
as she kept holding the front of her skirt as she
walked. Damn and she is only thirteen too. I hoped that
they really hadn't hurt her, although to be honest her
expression was one of satisfaction, rather than fear
and trepidation.

Little Cathy however was sauntering along like she'd
just been on a hot shopping trip. It was the men who
looked like they'd been through the wringer. Sure, her
clothes were in need of pressing and her legs
definitely in need of a hot face-washer given the
amount of dried cum around her thighs, just below the
hem of those cute hotpants. I would love to have known
just how much was out of sight, not to mention its
location! Something told me her knickers contained some
very sticky secrets – front and back. I have to
inveigle my way into her next performance if possible!

Well needless to say, on our return to the marquee, the
"twins" especially pulled in more than their fair share
of stares, many of whom I imagine would have given
their life-savings for a video-replay. Larissa came
over and gave me a welcome cuddle.

"Did it all go Ok?' she asked rather naively.

"Well in as much as they're still walking, yeah, I
guess." I replied. "But I'm going to have to take them
home now for a rest because they really are a bit
sore." I added. "Sure you can understand that!" I
teased her.

She reddened a little, "Oh, that's cruel Noel." I
kissed her.

"Will you call me this time?" I asked. She nodded. Just
then George walked over and put his arm around Jenna.

"Thanks so much – both of you," he said. I hope you
come to our place Saturday week... will you be?" Both
Jenna and Kylie looked up at me. "Can we dad?
Pleaaaaase?" they willed it in unison.

"Well let's just get them home and rested," I said,
"I'll talk it over with them George and let you know in
a few days... OK?' Kylie looked at me with that "How
easy is this gonna be?" look, that she does so well.

Quite a few other people were making a move too, so
hugging Larissa once more and whispering "I love you
sweetie," to which her eyes returned the sentiment in
full, we made our way back to the car.

If their mind was even halfway on the same track as
mine, we were in trouble.

There was quite a bit of giggling on the way home.
Every time I glanced in the rear vision mirror, one of
them was recalling some detail and relaying it to the
other. Whether intentional or not, the way Jenna was
sitting was providing me with more than a flash of blue
cotton undies. I noticed her hand strayed in that
direction quite frequently.

Knowing the other two were out till late, it occurred
to me we had the house to ourselves for quite a while.
Once inside, they headed off to their rooms... almost
reluctantly I felt. Someone had to say something!

"You want I should bring that cream up girls?" I called
out up the stairs.

Definite laughter. "Oh, yes please dad," Jenna called
down.

Fetching out a tube of Savlon antiseptic gel from the
medicine cabinet we kept in the kitchen, I wasn't
exactly tardy scaling the stairs. Both of them were
sitting prettily on Jenna's bed.

"Er, well how are we going to handle this?" I
tentatively asked. "Can't do it with your panties on
kids,"

Kylie looked at me squarely. "Hmmm, well I guess you'll
have to take them off then daddy." And with that she
parted her legs giving me the hottest of views of her
little g-string.

As I reached upwards I could feel the heat between her
thighs. I just rested my hand on the front of her
panties and she wiggled her hips a little and made a
few unintelligible noises. I took hold of the elastic
and pulled them down as she lay back on the bed. Right
before me, her beautiful pussy which was a little puffy
and red. Even hotter though she still had cum trickling
out of it.

Jenna was breathless with anticipation and had pulled
her own skirt up.
"Take mine off too dad," she whispered. It was the work
of but five seconds. Her pussy was if anything a bit
redder. As she lay back beside her sister they once
again held hands wanting I knew what I wanted more than
anything.

Freeing up my erection which was in a state of demonic
need by now, I took hold of Jenna's legs and just
pulled her to the very edge of the bed, her pussy
inches from my face. Before anything however I had a
job to do. Squeezing a healthy amount of gel from the
tube right on to her sore labia, the sudden coldness
made her gasp. I began to softly work it the length of
her slit rubbing it in gently on both sides.

"Ohhh that is so nice dad," she muttered, barely
audibly. I continued rubbing it in, squeezing a little
more from the tube. Her pussy was glistening now and as
I slipped inside she began to moan softly, Kylie held
her hand tighter...

"Fuck her dad," she whispered to me... "Just gently,"

Kneeling up I placed the head of my erection right at
her entrance and so wet and creamy was she, it just
slipped in.

"Am I hurting you sweetheart?" I said, leaning over her
and just pushing deeply inside her. It felt like
heaven. Better than any time before with anyone. Even
Jenna herself. She shook her head.

"If feels so nice dad," her eyes were looking dreamy
already. As I pushed in even deeper, kneeling a little
higher, she spread her legs to the maximum, just
murmuring "fuck me dad," over and over. So much cum was
still in her it drove me crazy and I began to really
deep-fuck her. So overheated was I, I even asked Kylie
to get her tits out which she did simply by pushing her
top and bra up. I made her suck her sister while I
fucked her like a deranged lunatic.

Jenna herself was totally on heat herself and started
whimpering all sorts of nonsense. The combination of
Kylie's deep sucking and my cervix-splitting thrusts
took her right to the edge quickly and she came even as
I pumped her full of hot though loving cum of my own.
She just lay there, hands on her pussy looking sated as
all hell. A steady white stream leaked out and down her
thighs.

So hot now I was certifiable, I pulled Kylie up, turned
her over and ordered her to get on all fours. Simply
having to pull her skirt up to hip level now I gave her
what I had wanted to give her all day. A majorly good
fucking.

Sore or not, I couldn't do enough to her. However deep
I penetrated her, however I rubbed and pulled her
breasts – it wasn't enough for her. Like her sister she
started pleading with me to fuck her harder – a request
I respond really well to. I felt it build in her and
more by luck than judgment, I hit red-line 500 exactly
the same time she did. She clutched at her pussy as I
filled her, just whimpering sexy little noises.

So aroused was I, I could have taken them both once
more, but this was well and truly enough. They were
still but young girls and someone had to watch out for
their welfare. They sure as hell weren't doing much of
a job of it themselves.

Flipping Kylie over, I lined them up side by side and
once more reapplied finger-loads of cream across and
inside their hot little lips. Both were wriggling with
pleasure as I did this. Pulling their panties back up
and Jenna's bra back down (OK, OK, yeah I did sneak a
small kiss and fondle) I got them under the coverlet
with difficulty. They were so emotionally and
physically overloaded at that stage, sleep was what
they needed more than anything – certainly no more
stimulation. I kissed them both and left the room.

Once again, time and space have conspired to defeat me
here. Seems after all, the more recent events chez
George are gonna have to wait till next time.

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