Less Talk, More Rock

What a day. My wife left me and the dog died.

Only kidding. The dog died a number of years ago now, and my wife says she's only going to be on vacation for a week.

Wow, I'm punchy. I swear, not a drop of alcohol has touched my lips today.

I could get used to having time off on Saturdays. I don't know how long it will last, but I've been having a semi-regular life recently, which is nice. So this morning I was able to get up and have a leisurely shower with Dad and talk with him about a few of my issues. Yes, I do talk to my parents, all the time. They don't always give advice I want to hear, but they do sometimes give good advice. And there's nothing that takes the edge off having to talk about something unpleasant better than having a stiff cock inside you while you do it. Some of my best conversations with Daddy have been with him inside me, and I'm not about to change that.

He agreed with me that something is going on with Kate, and he said he wished he could be there to see it because it sounds hot. He certainly was aroused by my telling him about it. But he also said I had to think about the husband, and it was no good breaking up a family like that. If it seems like I'm going to, I'm pretty sure he stands on the side of family, and I do too. But as of yet, I don't know. I should ask to meet Kate's husband, we both agreed. Maybe he'd like to join us. Dad certainly would like to join us, but I told him with a giggle that it wasn't likely to happen, and anyway, what would Mom say. He just laughed and pushed me down a little and worked until I came before he would talk any more. "Does she make you cum like that?" he asked me, and of course I told him no.

On the subject of James and Sveta he was less sure. I think Dad thinks its every woman's right to be filled with cum by her man (or men). He said jokingly that if James wasn't willing, Sveta should come up and see him, he'd show her what a real man can do. I tried to explain about Sveta not being protected at all and he said he understood, but that there were still ways of being safe, if they used condoms most of the time and only went bare during her safe times. Me, I think the rhythm method is a pretty crappy method, reminds me of the old joke. "What do you call a woman who practices the rhythm method? Pregnant." Also, it's not just a baby they should worry about. Safe sex is important, regardless of whether you're able to get pregnant or not. It something that's easy for me to say, but I must confess that I feel less strongly about it when it's my choice and I want to get fucked properly.

When Dad finally blew his load inside me he told me that he thought I was being smart, and so should they. But as he shot into me, he gasped that he couldn't imagine anything better than cumming into his girl's womb. That put me over the edge, him talking like that. And I realized that it really wasn't fair that poor Sveta didn't get to have that experience. I really wish she could come up and see my dad, because while James is nice, Dad would love her. I don't know if he's ever had a girl who squirted as much as Sveta does, and she'd love the fact that he can fuck forever without stopping. But that's only a fantasy.

But I did get to thinking, and eventually I called up Sveta and told her she should come over for a talk. She asked if James was going to be there and I told her no, it would just be us girls this time. So over she came. I wasn't about to introduce her to my parents, so we sat in the rumpus room downstairs and talked. I told her what my Dad said (not telling her he'd said it, just what he said) about the rhythm method and how I didn't think it was fair that I got to have James any way I wanted and she got short shrift. But I also told her that it wasn't guaranteed, and that even if they got tested and were careful and he pulled out, I didn't want them to be making a mistake.

She admitted again that she was jealous of me, and that she wished she could even just have him inside her once with no condom and just let him cum inside her, and I told her that I thought that was perfectly reasonable to want, but that it was still probably a bad idea. We were just getting closer and closer, and then she started to cry again, and I held her while she cried on my shoulder. She said all sorts of things, how she wished she had a sister like me who could talk to her about this, how her parents would kill her if they found out she was doing any of this, just making me feel so sorry for her. Really, I kind of was pissed at her parents too; how can you raise a child like that? I mean, she's so frightened of sex, and now she sees it's a beautiful thing but she's still so... well, I love her, but she's really dumb, because nobody has taught her. If they'd just face the facts that they have a teenage daughter who is going to want to experiment, and let her do it safely... but then, some people use that excuse to let their kids drink, and I think that's bad. So I guess it's just me.

Anyway, I was comforting her and she was just pouring her heart out, and all of a sudden she just wrapped her arms around me and kissed me. At first I wasn't sure, but it wasn't a sisterly kiss. She was kissing me.

I didn't do anything for a second because I was a little taken aback, and she broke away and looked ashamed and started to cry again and say she was sorry, that she just missed James so much, so I took her in my arms again, shushed her, and kissed her back. It was like the first time we kissed, sort of slow, with some passion but a lot of insecurity. When we broke off again I asked her if she just wanted me to hold her, and she nodded, and we cuddled for a while.

I must confess, I was horny but not terribly. So I would have been fine with just comforting her and then sending her home. But she turned in my arms eventually and kissed me again, and kissing led to some petting, and pretty soon we were making out. She broke off and asked me if I thought this was a bad idea, if I wasn't attracted to her, and I couldn't lie and say I wasn't, so I just said that she was beautiful, and I was sure James thought so too. I don't think she wanted to hear that name, and she teared up a little until I dried her eyes and said that it was okay. I don't know what that was supposed to mean, but it sounded good, and she smiled and said she thought I was pretty too. Not beautiful, but I'll take it.

We kissed some more and then a thought occurred to me. "You're not just doing this to get back at James, are you?" I asked.

"I'm doing this because I need someone right now," she said. I could understand that, I guess. I mean, for one thing, she and James haven't fucked in at least a week. If that was me, I'd be on the street corner turning tricks by then, I'd be so hard up. But I think it was more than just being horny. I think she needed someone to love her. I really think her family life must be fucked up (I know, pot calling the kettle black, but fucked up in a different and unpleasant way). I really wished I could have sent down Daddy, because he has a soft spot for little girls who need love. But I wasn't going to turn her away.

"I don't want to push you to a place where you don't want to go," I said.

"If you're talking about us, I know you've probably done this before, and... I'm curious," she said. That's all I need to hear. Curious teen girl wants to make out with you, and maybe more, you don't turn that down.

We made out some more, with pauses for her to comment that I was much more gentle than boys. When I started working my kisses down her neck and unbuttoning her blouse, I expected her to stiffen up, but she seemed perfectly ready to let me cop a feel. She even slipped the blouse off once I unbuttoned it completely and let me kiss my way down her collarbone. She was wearing one of those sensible boring bras she always wears, maybe because they're all she owns. I might have to take her shopping.

When I unhooked her bra (I'm an old natural) she did get a little nervous, but I gently moved her hands away and slipped the bra off. It's not like she's never been naked with me before, but this was different. Her breasts were just as pretty as the last time, and I could feel a little bit like James as I nuzzled and sucked them. She has enough flesh on her bones to keep them from being hard, again, not fat at all, just round and soft, very pleasant.

After I spend what seemed like a reasonable amount of time getting to know her breasts, I asked her if she wanted to see mine. Of course, she's seen mine, but she knew what I meant. I pulled my tank top over my head and tossed it away, and in that top I don't have to wear a bra (I do love shirts like that) so I was topless right away. And then I gently gave her a few pointers in the art of kissing tits. Unlike Kate, I know Sveta's a virgin when it comes to girls, so I could tell her how to do it without worrying I was telling her something she already knew. I don't lecture, understand, but I did give her a few pointers (and not just the pointy nipples, which she gave me, actually).

Pretty soon we were kissing again and stroking each other's breasts, but when I moved my hand lower to try to slip into the waistband of her jeans, she stopped me. "I don't know if I'm ready," she said a little like she expected me to tell her it didn't matter and rape her.

"Then we'll wait until you are," I said. "I can show you mine if you'd like." She didn't seem to think that was any better of an idea, so I shrugged. "I only want what you need," I said finally. And it's true. She's a dear, sweet girl, and I don't need to fuck her. I was doing it for me, true, but for her, I was doing it so she would feel loved. Because I do love her and James; they're like my family now, really. I want them to be happy.

We cuddled on the couch topless (which I know is every boy's fantasy, but it was just because we were already topless) and petted a little and kissed a little and talked a little. By the time she had to go home for dinner, I think she was starting to feel better. I said that I still didn't think it was a good idea, but I couldn't really stop her and James from being unsafe. And she said she was still a little jealous and wanted it a lot, but she would think about it.

After she left, I was really wound up, so I went upstairs and found Mom and Dad watching a Nature program on PBS. I think they could both tell that I'd been doing something, but the fact that my shorts were still on and my top wasn't clued them in that I might be a little anxious. Mom said dinner would be ready soon, and Dad asked me if I needed something, so I just went over and kissed him hard on the lips. He and Mom were naked, and with a quick twist my shorts were off and Dad's cock was stiffening in my hand. But then I felt a little bad for interrupting them, so I asked Mom if she'd had some already today, and she swatted my behind and told me that if I was going to do it, I should be quiet about it so they could watch.

Well, I don't know how quiet I was, and in the end Dad couldn't take me riding him and he had to motion Mom off the couch so he could lay me back and really give it to me, since, as he said, dinner was nearly ready and he didn't want to have to put off eating to satisfy his daughter. He satisfied me all right, two good orgasms and then a cunt full of cream. I wished someone had been there to lap it out of me, but as it was, I just cleaned up as best I could and then had dinner.

And after dinner I got a call from James that said he didn't know what I'd done, but thanks. I asked him what the hell he meant and he told me that Sveta had shown up at his door looking for him and told him that she'd made a decision and that she just wanted him, even if it had to be in a condom. The crazy kid was calling me as she was dragging him off somewhere to get some. It was really arousing to think that in a few moments after he hung up the phone she would probably be going down on him. I almost asked him to leave the phone on so I could hear, but decided against it. Because I don't really need to any more. Let them have their privacy.

Well, if working Sveta into a tizzy so she goes and does the right thing is the price I have to pay, I'll pay it, because it was really nice to make love with her in the old-fashioned sense. We were really tender and close. And someday soon, I figure she'll be ready. Maybe James will get to watch. It's only fair, I got to watch her first time with him.

And I also had an idea. I don't know how sane it is, but I can take both of them and get them tested, and then after that I can supervise just one time where he gets to cream her. She and I can figure out when the safe time would be. And it would only be one time. Again, not too sane, but something to think about.

There's also the possibility that I can teach Sveta the wonders of anal, and then as long as they get tested, James can dump a gallon of cum in her ass if she wants. But that will take some time. We'll see how it goes.

I just hope that Sveta, liberated as she now is, doesn't start fooling around with other guys. Because that will be dangerous. They will definitely not want to wear protection, and if she doesn't want it either, they'll be like flies to honey. I don't want her to get anything, knocked up included. Maybe James and I can be enough to satisfy her.