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Strawberry Field Forever

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Strawberry Field ForeverChristie, a ninth grader in classes with Ashley, my sister, is a perfect example of innocence, naivety, youth, sexual fantasy and desire. She and Ashley have been good friends sharing their most intimate secrets over the years as they grew up together. Her father and mother divorced when she was quite young and her only contact with him is his annual birthday cards and presents, leaving her wanting the nurturing a daughter can only get from her father, his guidance and fatherly love. She told Ashley how jealous she was of her and Dad seeing Dad hold and kiss Ashley, talking to her constantly, sitting together and having fun, something that Christie had not experienced first hand herself.”Christie,” exclaimed Ashley as she greeted her at the front door, with her overnight bag in tow. She wore a light summer jumper dress that hung loosely on her. Her small breasts seemed to be holding the dress on her body as the spaghetti straps of the dress had slipped off her shoulders and lay across her elbows. She dropped her bag and hugged Ashley tightly in the doorway.”I am so glad your mom let you come for the weekend. We are going to have so much fun. This is my Dad.” She nodded her head toward Dad standing behind her. Christie bent over to pick her overnight bag up just as Dad reached forward to get her bag for her. Dad was rewarded with an eye-filling view of Christie’s round breasts, rose-colored nipples, and dark red hair with tiny light freckles covering her face and shoulders.”Here, let me get that,” Dad said as she looked up at him with her green eyes. His hand brushed hers lightly clasping the handle of the case. I knew he had an excellent view down her blouse as he smiled widely and lifted the bag easily. Christie blushed slightly as her eyes met his and she slowly straightened up, allowing him to take the bag from her hands. “I will just take this up to the bedroom and put it on the bed for you, so you two girls can just relax. Lunch will be ready in a little bit, I have made those little sandwiches you like so much Ashley, with some tiny sweet pickles and chips.” He turned carrying the bag up the stairs and her eyes followed him eyeing his buns.”Thank you Daddy! I love you!” Ashley grabbed Christie’s hand and went into the living room, sitting down on the couch. “His little sandwiches are so yummy.””Your Dad is so nice Ashley, I am jealous of you,” Christie said as she glanced up the stairs again to see him disappear into Ashley’s room. “I wish my Dad were around and would do things for me like that.” There was a wistful look in her eyes as we sat.Ashley and Christie sat facing each other playing card and chatting as Dad came down the stairs and went into the kitchen to finish the lunch preparations. He smiled to himself listening to the two girls giggle and talk. Reaching into the cabinets, he grabbed three wine goblets, chuckling to himself getting two sparkling lemon-lime sodas for the girls, and a nice vintage chardonnay for himself, placing them on the kitchen tabletop. Everything was spread out and ready to serve.”Girls, lunch is served,” he quipped canlı bahis as if a maître d’ in a fine restaurant. He grabbed the remote and flipped the TV on as they entered the kitchen and sat upon the tall stools. Christie, sat primly, pulling her dress up a bit so as not to bunch up, and Ashley sat cross-legged in her short-shorts. Dad’s eyes flashed down between Ashley’s legs noticing the reddish-blonde matt of pubic hairs protruding around the edges of her crotch, the sight of which caused him to momentarily adjust his own sitting to relieve the pressure caused by his now semi-hard erection. “Daddy, can we have some wine like you?” Ashley asked as I poured my goblet full of Chardonnay. Looking over at them, he smiled, knowing that he should not indulge them but gave in.”Ok, I suppose. You will promise not to be driving this afternoon, yes?” He chuckled, knowing that neither of the girls was old enough to have a driver’s license as he poured each with a half glass of wine. “A toast,” he lifted his goblet, “to two very lovely young ladies blessing my home with their beauty.” The tinkled their goblets together. Dad sipped his wine, but the girls, both enthralled with having a glass of wine, quickly took multiple sips, almost emptying their glasses.As the girls started eating, Dad turned his attention to the TV, not paying too much attention to them. Ashley poured each a full glass of wine without Dad moving his eyes from the TV, and the girls giggled. They ate slowly and daintily, almost more intent on getting more wine. It was not long before they sneaked another glass of wine. Dad while trying act like he did not notice, watched them overfill their glasses with wine overflowing into the tray of pickles.”Good pickles?” Asked Dad as he turned his head, watching both Ashley and Christie take a pickle.”Watch Daddy,” Ashley opened her mouth and wrapped her lips around the pickle, working it in and out of her mouth sexily. She poked Christie, nodding her head to her; Christie did the same and sucked the pickle into her mouth with her tongue lapping at it as she did. They both laughed and wobbled on the stools so inebriated they almost fell off. Christie grabbed at Ashley to catch her and managed to pull her tube top down and Ashley’s tit’s bounced out without her noticing it.”Enjoying the lunch, and the wine girls?” Dad asked smiling at them both. Reaching across the table, he poked Ashley’s bare breasts with his fingers. “Trying to get your old man turned on here are you dear?””Oh,” Ashley whirled around on the stool, covering herself, but spun off the chair and landed on the floor. Christie leaned over to look at Ashley, lost her balance, grabbed at her sundress, accidentally pulling it down and off as she fell in a heap right on top of Ashley. Both of their breasts were flailing around as they started laughing uncontrollably, grabbing at each other’s breasts, tugging, pulling and wrestling around on the floor. After a few moments, they had exhausted themselves and both layback on the floor with their breasts pointing to the sky, grinning, neither moved to cover themselves.Kneeling, bahis siteleri Ashley reached her hands into the refrigerator and grabbed a can of whipped cream. She opened the lid, squirting whipped cream into Christie’s mouth.”Daddy…do you want some desert? These strawberries are ready to be picked; you are a farmer aren’t you?” Ashley cupped Christie’s breasts with her hands jostling them around using her fingers on her nipples. Ashley slurred her words smiling crookedly at her Dad.”Ashley!” Dad was almost in shock but his eyes watched his daughter caressing her friend’s freckled breasts. She squirted whipped cream on one of Christie’s nipples watching his mouth open slightly and the tip of his tongue flashing as if he were licking the whipped cream off her breasts. She leaned over, held her tongue out, and licked the nipple.”See Daddy, now, this is farming at its best,” she giggled softly. “Christie, would you like my Daddy to work on your strawberries?” Looking up into Christie’s eyes, she saw them dart toward her face and then at Ashley’s Dad, and nodded ‘Yes’. Squirting more cream to both Christie’s nipples, she turned grasping his overall shoulder straps and pulled him down toward the creamy white nipples.”Lick them Daddy, she wants your tongue on her ‘strawberries’,” Ashley cooed in a low voice, continuing to cup the small breasts, lifting them up. He started to protest but she put her hand on his groin feeling the hard outline of his swollen cock, “I know you want to Daddy, I can tell you want to by the feel of this.” Her hands began rubbing him through the material and unconc1ously he responded with a faint moan of pleasure at her touch.His lips opened as he started to tongue the luscious mounds of flesh, licking the whipped cream, tasting it and soon, eagerly began to devour Christie’s breasts with vigor. Christie began lifting her chest up as she watched him. Her arms went up, around his neck, her hands on his hair and ears, as she gently guided him along. Her breathing became heavy, causing her chest to rise and fall as his mouth opened wider and sucked her breasts into it, nibbling and licking them. Ashley began fondling Christie, running her hands across her shoulders, tracing her sides with her fingertips watching him suckling the small breasts. Pulling on her legs, she spread them open exposing the untrimmed shocks of red pussy hair around her vagina. The outline of her labia was almost completely hidden with only faint hints of the pink lips protruding. Ashley’s fingers slipped down and parted her pubic hair exposing her delicious pussy. It looked like a freshly cut peach, the colors varying from light pink on the outer labia to dark coral inside and between them.Christie thrust her hips upward as she was touched and moaned loudly. Dad had continued to suck and lick on her breasts until the moans became louder and louder, as Ashley tickled her pussy with deft fingers. Dad’s eyes dropped down and saw the mound of red pubic hair and he gasped. Ashley squirted the whipping cream liberally along the labia walls and then filled the insides of her pussy bahis şirketleri with the white cream.”Daddy, you need to work the lower strawberry field now,” smiling at him as she pushed his face down between her legs. He eagerly began lapping and licking at the cream on the girl’s young pussy, while his hands cupped her sticky breasts, kneading the mounds like bread dough. His tongue began plunging into her pussy, scooping the cream with it, tasting the cream and the nectar that had began to drip from her pussy, a most delicious mixture of cum and cream. Christie was excitedly thrusting her hips upward to feel the tongue plunge into her deeper. “Um, Daddy, she really likes what you are doing,” Ashley said as she undid his overalls, pulling them down revealing that he was commando and his cock was stiff and ragingly hard. She grasped it in her hands, feeling its hardness and length with her fingertips. Reaching for Christie’s hands, she guided them onto her Dad’s cock and watched her eyes widen as she looked at it for the first time. Ashley helped Christie stroke on the cock, pulling it back and forth slowly, feeling it jump and move on its own.”Daddy, Christie’s strawberry field needs to be plowed now,” Ashley cooed as she leaned up and pulled her Dad’s cock into her mouth, wetting it until her saliva was dripping off it. Grasping the shaft, she pointed it at Christie’s vaginal opening, rubbed his tip on the hole. Watching his cock tip disappear into Christie’s strawberry nest inch by inch, she smiled and held Christie’s hand as he began rocking his cock into her tight pussy, until their pubic hairs were mingled together.”Ahh, ooh…,” Christie moaned as he pushed his cock into her pussy. She shuddered slightly and Dad did not notice that his cock had met some resistance when it entered her pussy. He stroked in and slowly withdrew his cock. Looking down, the shaft was covered in bright red blood and he realized now that she was a virgin.”Ashley! Did you know she was a virgin? OMG, I popped her cherry!” A huge frown crossed his face as he started to pull away and sit back; Christie grabbed him, looking at him holding on.”Please…Don’t stop, keep fucking me. I wanted to give you my virginity. If I had a Daddy, I would have given it to him, but now, you are my new Daddy. Fuck your virgin little daughter again.” She pulled him back inside her pussy and started bucking and thrusting her pelvis against his hard cock.With a shocked look on his face, his frown turned to a smile, and he gently began pushing into her newly opened vagina with love. The girl writhed in pleasure as he moved in and out until she gasped and felt her body give way to waves of ecstasy. Dad realizing she had just experienced her first climax, continued slowly, forcing himself to control his desire to cum inside the girl.He continued gently rocking into her body until he could no longer stop his climax, and pulled out and spurted his huge load of sperm covering her red pubic hair and stomach. He let it lay nestled in the red bush as it continued to unload several shots of spunk.He awoke some time later, nestled between the two sleeping naked girls. He smiled and wondered how much they would remember about what had happened. He would remember the ‘Strawberry Field Forever’, as he reached out with his hands and fondled both of them.

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