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Tx Tall Tales
Tx Tall Tales
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I had tipped our server, and took Tina by the hand. "What did she say?"

"She ... she said I looked scrumptious."

"You do, beautiful. You really do."

Back in the room, Tina seemed a little shy. I pulled her into my arms. "We don't have to do anything, if you're not comfortable."

She shook her head. "You could have had that woman, couldn't you?"

"Probably. Although I think she liked the idea of having you as much as me."

"You still want me? Not her?" she asked, nervously.

I almost laughed, although I knew that was a bad idea. "I couldn't help but think about it all day long. You're a beautiful sexy young woman, Tina. I'm more surprised that you want me."

She grinned. "Heck, Mr. Z. I've had the hots for you since I was thirteen. I couldn't believe it when Wendy told me her plan. I'm glad you didn't hook up with any of those other women."

Pharmaceuticals or not, I was aching hard, and she could tell. "You really do want me, don't you?"

"I want to eat you alive, then fuck your pretty little brains out."

She giggled, and took my hand. "Well come on then! What are we waiting for?"

Once I had her naked, her tan line surrounding her sweet young treasures was driving me crazy. She was the darkest of the girls, and her lily-white tits, ass and crotch were maddening. I was true to my word and was between her legs, feasting on her pussy as soon as I was able.

Tina wasn't the screamer that Donna was, but she was a talkative little moaner. Her constant gasps and oh-my-gods, had me feeling good. I ate her to two delicious orgasms before she was begging me to fuck her.

I eased my way in, watching her face, making sure I wasn't hurting her. I'm not huge, but what I've got is substantial. She stared at me adoringly, while I entered her. "I can't believe this is finally happening," she whispered.

"Me either, gorgeous. Seeing your sexy body by the pool for the last few years has been driving me crazy."

Her smile was enormous. "Really? You ... you thought about me?"

"Of course," I moaned, giving her a couple of long slow strokes, warming her up, getting her used to me.

Once I got going, it was like earlier. I was on fire, as hard as I get, and in no danger of coming anytime soon. I felt like I was back in college. I played with her, teased her, and fucked her like a demon. Every position I had ever thought of, and a couple I'd only seen on porn videos.

She was the perfect partner. Flexible, willing and very responsive. Whatever I wanted to do, whichever position, she worked with me, until we got it right. It was one of the best experiences of my life, the way we fit together so well, the feelings I was getting, and the way she reacted to everything was beyond my every expectation. She was very oral, always kissing me, licking my skin, sucking on my fingers. It was sexy as hell. Her eyes were lively, and her hands kept running over my skin as if to verify I was actually there. For a forty year old man, having an eighteen year old hard body stroking your ego and everything else she could get hold of, was gratifying.

Tina didn't come as easy or often as Donna had, but she would build up to huge ones, and I had her body shaking several times. I loved that little girl, almost like my own. I'd known her forever and watched her develop into the beautiful woman she'd become. Having her in my bed was a fantasy come true.

Twice I took breaks from fucking her to have her go down on me. It drove me a little crazy to see her face full of my cock, and each time I'd finally have to drag her off and fuck her like a madman.

She was riding me, her whole body glowing, when the other two arrived. They were a little drunk, giggly, and in a very good mood. They collapsed onto my bed, and watched their friend take care of me.

"Pretty good, huh?" Donna slurred.

"Amazing," Tina gasped. "Fucking amazing."

Which of course was a nice boost to my ego.

My Wendy lay down beside me, rubbing my chest. "This is good, Daddy. You needed this."

I did, and had no idea how badly. The situation had just heated up to an eleven, and Tina was showing off, bouncing up and down on my cock like a pogo stick. It was all too much. "Kiss me, Donna," I said.

She grinned and gave me a big kiss, then pressed a bare breast against my mouth, her hard little nipple between my lips. I groaned and started coming. Hard.

Tina squealed, and dropped down on my cock, grinding away. It wasn't what I wanted, but I was helpless, one arm around my daughter, the other around Donna, her perfect tit in my mouth. A few seconds later Tina was trembling and shaking as she came on my cock.

I was gasping for air, completely worn out, when the girls let me go. Wendy was the first one up and returned with a moistened towel. She tossed it to Donna. "I'd do the honors, but I'm pretty sure he'd freak out."

She was right. It was already too weird, having her on the bed beside me, fully clothed, while her best friend got my rocks off.

Tina had stretched out beside me, her chest heaving. Donna was cleaning me up, which was pretty incredible in and of itself.

"God, I had no idea," Tina said. "Your Dad is a fuck-god. He made me come so many times I thought I was going to lose my mind."

For a guy who hadn't been laid in four years, until that day, her words made me feel pretty damn good. She rolled over onto her side and looked at my daughter. "I know it's freaky, but you really are missing out."

Wendy just smiled. "Nope. I'm making out pretty good. My Daddy's happy."

"Very, very happy," I managed to say, getting a laugh out of all of them.

"Did you girls have a good time?" I asked, a little afraid of the answer.

They both laughed. "A great time," Donna said. "You sure you want to know?"

"Did someone get lucky?" I asked.

Wendy chuckled. "Not as lucky as you. Handsome brothers from Arizona. They wanted more, but I think they left pretty happy."

I couldn't help myself. "How happy?"

Donna gave me a little kiss on my poor worn out dick. Then she took it in her mouth for a few seconds. "That happy."

"Naughty girls," I said.

"Oh, we got a little attention too," Wendy said. "Not what you got, but nice. I got off twice."

"TMI," I blurted.

"Come on, Dad! I just watched my best friend in the whole world ride you like a rodeo cowgirl. Does it really bother you to know I got fingered and gave a guy a blowjob?"

It was embarrassing. "A little. You're still my baby girl."

She cuddled up to me. "I'll always be your baby girl. But I'm eighteen. I'm going to be headed off to college soon. I'm hardly a virgin."

"Bobby Frey?"

She sat up and glared at Donna, who blushed. "Yeah, Bobby was my first."

"Your first?"

She nodded. "There's only been one other. Jackson."

"I figured. I thought if you had done it, he'd have been the one. Did he treat you good?"

She chuckled. "Not like you and them. But he's nice. The first couple of times were nothing to write home about, but he got the hang of it. He doesn't last that long, but he can get it up and up, and up."

"TMI, TMI."

She smacked my chest. "Don't be a prude. Be happy for me. It took a while, but he learned how to get me off. A few times."

Tina sighed, cuddling in close. "You have no idea Wendy. He's been fucking me since we left. I must have come a dozen times. Your Dad is amazing."

"Inspired, gorgeous. My little fantasy girl."

"Daddy! Have you been fantasizing about Tina?"

"Oh, come on, Wendy! She's gorgeous, and around all the time. So damn sexy. Of course I fantasized about her. I had to have someone to fantasize about."

"And how long has that been going on?" she asked.

Uh-oh. "A ... a while."

She giggled and smacked me. "Pervert."

She sat up, and dragged a reluctant Donna away from the bed. "Come on, Donna. It's Tina's night."

I wanted to misbehave, but I was worn out. I know Tina was. We took a shower, and I slept with a gorgeous young teen in my bed, content as I'd ever been.

* * *

The next morning was my second morning sex in four years. It was nothing like the night before. I was wrapped around her, clinging like I was afraid she'd escape. Her smell was in my head, and her soft skin was pressed against mine.

My hand caressed her soft body, and my erection was pressed against her bottom. As I tried to maneuver in position, she sighed, and lifted a leg for me. Sweet girl. It took a bit of effort but I eventually got the head lodged in her, and I had her from there. Easy, slow-going, but I managed more of my length until I was stroking into her steadily.

"Mmm, good morning," she said.

"Best morning," I replied.

She twisted a bit, shifting her hips, allowing me deeper. Neither of us seemed to be in a hurry to change things up, and I just lay there, half-asleep, my hips doing most of the work, enjoying the sensation of being inside of her.

It was no marathon, like the previous day. Maybe the chemicals were wearing off, or maybe it was just too wonderful to last. Eventually I grabbed her hip and thrust a little more forcefully, until I groaned my release. I felt a little bad for not making an effort to get her off, but I figured she still owed me a few after the night before.

Shortly after I'd filled her, she twisted around and lay on my chest. "I can't believe I'm here," she said.

"Me either. It's pretty incredible."

She gave me a long kiss, then pulled away. "Oh God, please tell me my breath isn't as bad as yours."

"Breath of death, beautiful girl," I teased.

She giggled and cuddled back up, humming her pleasure. "When you fantasized about me, what were you thinking?"

I chuckled. "Too many fantasies to recall them all. Most of them had you walking into my home office and telling me you'd seen me watching you. Then you'd give me a blowjob."

She kissed my chest. "I have seen you watching. A lot. I should have done just what you said. Mr. Z."

"Tina, sweetie. After all we've done, I think it's Ok for you to call me Adam, don't you think?"

She smiled. "Ok, Adam." She stretched like a cat, and sat up, allowing me to see that perfect young body. "Shave. You're scratchy," she said. "Wanna shower?"

Like I was going to say no?

We showered together, soaping each other up, then rinsing each other off. Apparently we took too long. Wendy opened the shower door. "Enough already, you too. I'm not going to miss breakfast for the second day in a row." The evil vixen was naked and climbed in the shower with us, pushing both of us out. It was a naughty thing to do.

"You have your own shower," I reminded her, as I stumbled out.

"Yours is better," she answered. "Besides, Donna is in the other one."

I wrapped a towel around my waist, and cleaned up, shaving closely, brushing my teeth, flossing, using mouthwash. I'd been doing too much kissing not to have an immaculately clean mouth.

I'd lost Tina to the girl's room, and finished dressing on my own. The girls weren't long behind me, getting ready. It was a beautiful day in paradise, and I was about as lucky as a man could get.

Breakfast was Ok, their buffet was nothing like the restaurants, but it was filling and what I needed after the recent calisthenics. Manny must have seen us coming. He had the lounges arranged, and four of the Specials waiting. "Good morning, señor, señoritas."

We greeted him, and accepted our drinks. Before long, we were all in the pool, enjoying the cool water, sipping on our drinks, and people watching. "Any plans for the day?"

"We signed up for the free scuba lessons. We're supposed to go to the other pool at eleven. Want to come?" Wendy said.

"I don't need lessons. I was certified when I was seventeen."

She looked surprised. "How come I didn't know that?"

"Because you weren't born yet, sweetie, and I never could convince your mother to try diving."

Apparently, the girls would get some video instruction, time in the pool, and a dive master led dive in shallow water. I almost wished I'd thought to bring my PADI card along. It was tempting to join them, but I was afraid I'd be a distraction.

They hadn't been gone an hour, when who should show up but the stunning redhead from the night before. She was wearing a bikini that showed off her fabulous body, and a mostly see through wrap. She had a huge hat on that provided some cover from the sun. She didn't even ask, she put her bag down, scooted her lounge chair over until it touched mine, then stretched out beside me. "You have a nice setup here," she said.

I waved Manny over, and he took her drink order. Once he'd left, I asked her how she was enjoying the resort.

"I love it. I come here twice a year since it opened a few years back. It's my favorite. You?"

"It's been great. It's my first all-inclusive resort."

"You picked a great one. Where are your young friends?" she asked.

"Diving instruction."

"They'll love Dani. She's a great instructor. They're in good hands. So, what's the story?"

Not much for small talk. Right to the heart of the matter. "You tell me yours, I'll tell you mine."

She laughed. "Mine's not so much to tell. My position at home has me under a lot of scrutiny. I'm single, and any playing around might cause trouble. I date infrequently, mostly because I don't have much time. A few times a year I get away and let my hair down."

"And if you don't mind saying so, it's quite beautiful hair."

"So you like redheads? I was under the impression that brunettes were more your style."

"I'm eclectic."

"That's a nice way to put it. So that's my story. I'm single; I come out to these resorts for a little fun and relaxation. I don't like places like Hedonism, they are so crass, not the kind of company I'm usually looking for. So it's your turn. Spill."

I told her my story, abbreviated. Maybe it was the time spent with Beth and Allison, but I had no problem giving her the straight scoop.

"Four years? I would have gone absolutely nuts. Four months and I'm crawling up the walls. You certainly picked some gorgeous young ladies to play with. You say your daughter is the other brunette? Nothing going on there?"

It was kind a personal question. Alright, very personal. For some reason, I didn't care. "Nope. That not my style. I love her to death, but not like that."

"Not even tempted?" she asked.

"No. It's bad enough that I know she's having sex. Although I'll admit I thought it would bother me more when she's around while I'm with her friends."

"Baby girl's curious. You can't blame her. We all have little crushes on our fathers. It's good that you leave it there. You're a good Dad."

"I try. I'm not sure everyone would agree."

Our conversation was easy, and she joined me for another dunk in the pool before stretching out again with a Manny Special. I couldn't help but be fascinated by her. She was probably close to my age, but easily the sexiest woman I'd ever seen. Everything about her screamed sex. Once glance around the pool confirmed I wasn't the only one that thought so. She was an eye magnet to every male present. I even caught Manny staring at her a few times.

It took me a while to screw up my courage. "Would you like to take a break? Perhaps back in the room?"

She laughed. "I was wondering how blatant I'd have to be before you would ask. I'd love to see your bedroom, Adam. I would absolutely love to."

Maybe my confidence wasn't quite where it needed to be, but I opened my beach bag, and extracted the little two pill baggy, downing the contents with the last of my drink.

Fiona was a lousy fuck. I know it's heresy, but there it is. After my last four women, she was willing enough, but pretty unresponsive. I did my best to get her off, and used her hard, but no success. She seemed to enjoy it, and urged me on, but the fact that I couldn't give her an orgasm, no matter what I tried, was disappointing.

She was beautiful, had a great body, and was extremely willing. She was still a little responsive, and active, but nothing like the others. So maybe it's unfair to say she was a lousy fuck. I certainly enjoyed it, a lot. But there was something missing.

Once I came for her, and again, it took a hell of a long time thanks to my little doctor's helper, she rolled into my arms, and kissed me like I'd hoped she'd fuck. It was wonderful and intense. The woman had mad kissing skills.

"That was wonderful," she said, caressing my skin.

I wondered if she'd been there with me. "You didn't come. I'm sorry."

She sighed, and gave me another tender kiss. "I loved it. I don't come during sex with a man. I don't think I ever have. I still loved every minute of it."

"Really?"

She laughed, her hand reaching down and removing the rubber I'd been wearing. She tied it off, and held it up, looking at it. "It took you a long time to get here," she said waving it. "You certainly appeared to enjoy the journey."

"No kidding," I said.

"So, I enjoy the journey as well. I just have difficulty coming from penetration. Now if one of your little friends were here, I'm sure I'd have no difficulty at all."

That was an interesting comment. It also had me second thinking the session we'd just had. She had been fun to fuck. It was my inability to get her off that bothered me. I guess I was still a little insecure. I felt immensely better after her speech.

She had dropped the condom in the waste basket and cuddled up to me. I looked into her brilliant green eyes, and saw nothing but satisfaction. She had a face that belonged on a magazine cover.

"Damn, you're beautiful. Does that cause you much trouble?"

She giggled. "A little. I'm used to it. You should have seen me when I was thirty. I swear some men would faint when I walked by. One fellow came in his pants during a conference meeting. It's been useful."

Time must have been flying, because we were still lying there, chatting, when the terrible trio showed up, excited from their dive experience.

"Holy shit!" Wendy cried out, coming to a screeching halt just inside my door.

There was a time, hell forty years of it, when I would have been embarrassed as hell and tried to cover up. This time I was proud. I was in bed with a ten. Even if I couldn't get her off.

Tina and Donna scurried up behind her, and Tina got big-eyed. "I know you!"

Fiona laughed. "Yes. You're the scrumptious girl from last night. I hope you don't mind I've borrowed your man. I promise to return him unharmed."

"How was the diving," I asked.

"Fuck the diving, Dad! When you get over your dry spell, you really get over it, don't you?"

I was a little surprised that my bedmate was as casual about the whole thing as she was. It made a lot more sense a few seconds later.

Fiona rose up on one elbow, her hand reaching down and caressing my cock. "I don't suppose there's any way I could convince any of you ladies, or even all of you, to join us? I have to admit, I'd love to be with any of you."

I thought the girls would be more shocked. My Wendy walked over and sat down on the corner of the bed. "I think he'd freak out if I did."

Holy cow! Was she even thinking it? "Wendy?"

She chuckled. "Come on, Dad. She's fucking gorgeous."

"But you ... she's a girl!"

"And? It's never bothered you when it was me and Tina."

"You and Tina!?" I gasped. My head was spinning.

"Jesus, Dad! You had to know. It's been going on for years. All our sleepovers—"

"Hell no, I didn't now!"

Fiona laughed, and settled me down with one of her kisses. "It's no big deal, Daddy. Most of us girls experiment with each other growing up. Is that such a surprise?"

Tina was at the side of the bed. "We were sure you knew, Mr. Z. We even joked about it."

"I had no idea," I admitted.

"Does it bother you?" Tina asked. "That me and Wendy ..."

Frankly, it did, a little. "It's ... I guess I'm just surprised."

Tx Tall Tales
Tx Tall Tales
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