Mike, 10yo Sarah and 13yo Jennifer head to Oregon stopping along the way to enjoy nature and each other
After waking up to two naked cherubs sucking my cock, and having little Sarah take the load in her mouth and swallow it without a drop spilling, I was feeling as happy as I had been in a long time. Our tiny span of a day and a half felt more real and more important to me than the 40 years that had come before. I watched them smile as Sarah danced naked, waving her ass at her sister then running away. I smiled too as Jennifer pretended to chase Sarah, her small developing breasts barely moving as she ran about the hotel. Their eyes and faces were so different from the scared eyes of the two half-feral girls of the day before and I knew that I would never leave them. I would find a way to keep them safe and happy. I wanted to hear that laughter every day.
I got their attention, “get dressed, we have a lot to do today.”
As I took my shower, the hot water running down my face, erect from having watched the girls, I thought about everything that happened. I knew that it was wrong of me to be doing whatever it was I was doing with Sarah and Jennifer. They had been conditioned and they thought this is how you did things with adult men if you wanted to be safe. A good person would have told them no. Hell, a decent person would not have gotten aroused in the first place, but clearly I was not that person. I thought back over my life about how many times I had seen kids playing at a pool and my eyes had gone to places they should not have. I had stared at girls like Sarah and even younger ones without a single bit of bodily development. This had been in me my whole life but I had kept it at bay, understanding the difference between a pull towards something and acting on that pull.
All those thoughts were there, but I also knew I could not resist these girls. Maybe I should give them up; call social services and have them put in foster care, but that was mostly just a slow death sentence as opposed to a fast one. The system didn’t manage kids with their background well. They would be safe from me, but what about the next guy? I crafted an imaginary line in my head. I wouldn’t resist when they wanted me to do things with them, but I also wouldn’t make them do anything or even ask for anything. I would let Jennifer and Sarah take what love from me they could in whatever way they chose. I would try to see those smiles as much as possible, try to help them grow and become independent and if they hated me when they got older and realized I had abused them, if they put me away in prison, it would be ok. At least they would have had those smiles for whatever time was possible.
After we checked out I sat them down in the RV. I could see concern on their faces, hearing the uncertainty in my voice; not knowing what I was going to say but knowing it was something that had me nervous. “Girls, I know you don’t want me to call the police or social services so I won’t. I’ve decided that you can stay with me as long as you want.” A huge look of relief crossed their faces. “I have only 2 requirements. The first is about school. I can’t send you to a regular school because you aren’t my kids and I can’t explain to people that no I am not your real father and you are just runaways that I am taking care of. So that means I have to be your teacher. Reading, writing, math, all of that.”
Sarah collapsed dramatically back onto the seat, her weather arms over her head. “I hate that stuff.”
I smiled at her and said, “don’t worry. It’ll be way more fun than school and it won’t take all our time, but I want you to be educated. You are both super smart, you just haven’t been given the chance to learn in a way that works for you. We’ll find that way.”
They didn’t look excited, so I moved on. “Second, you need to be responsible for some of the cooking and cleaning. Either here in the RV or at my condo in Oregon. You need to treat me like I’m your father and listen to me.” That didn’t bother them much.
For this last part I got extra nervous. I had just had sex with Jennifer, and been sucked off by Sarah, but I couldn’t just use adult words and discuss it. My voice got quieter as I said this last part: “also, don’t do anything sexual unless you want to. I don’t want you doing things just because you think you have to so you can stay with me. If we never do anything like what we did yesterday again you still get to stay with me.”
Sarah laughed and pointed at Jennifer “I told you he didn’t like your titties.” Jennifer punched her sister in the butt and blushed. I had no idea what that even meant, but I wanted out of this conversation fast so I took it.
“Ok, so we have more shopping today and then we are going to a really nice park where we will stay a couple of days and do some hiking.”
We went to a sporting goods store where I bought them hiking shoes and let them buy some swimsuits. I also bought a bigger hiking tent than the one I had and a couple of daypacks, water bottles, etc. Enough for the three of us to go on an overnight hike. They gave me the obligatory fashion show when we were done and I realized that I could quite possibly be spending the rest of my life in a state of semi to full erection.
Sarah won the argument that it was her turn to ride in front so she sat with me for the first half of the ride. She had on a t-shirt with her newly purchased one-piece swimsuit underneath it and nothing else. Our conversation wasn’t sophisticated or important, but I did learn that she thought elephants were a stupid animal and that she wanted to be an airplane pilot and a mommie when she grew up.
At one point when the conversation had been lulled for a while I noticed her hands between her legs and asked “Do you need to go to the bathroom?”
She shook her head and said no. That’s when I realized she was masturbating. Her hands were pushing up against her pussy and clit through the fabric of her swimsuit and she was masturbating in the car. It was hard for me to focus, but since I didn’t want to die I kept us going in a straight line as the ten year old girl next to me had an orgasm in the front seat of my RV.
After lunch when Jennifer was in the front seat, I asked her about it and she said “She does that when she gets nervous or bored or if she needs to fall asleep. The first time I remember seeing her do it I was 7 and she was 4 and we were hiding behind the couch because mom’s boyfriend was mad. She was on her knees, but they were spread to the sides and she was rocking back and forth with her hands in a fist under her pussy and I thought she was going to pee, then I saw her shake and after that she was calm and stopped. I realized she was masturbating. Sometimes I help her when she is really scared or I need her to go to sleep right away. It calms her down and she likes for me to do it.”
She paused and we were quiet for a while then she asked, “did you like seeing her do it?”
I didn’t want to lie so I said “yes. It made me get turned on.”
“You aren’t going to try to fuck her are you?” It was asked casually, like she knew the answer but wanted to hear it.
“No. I’m not. I’m not going to do anything either of you don’t want to do.”
Her tone was serious but not accusing, “you said that, but she’ll ask you to eventually. She loves you and to her that means fucking. But you can’t. Tell her no, ok?”
I nodded. “Don’t worry, I understand, she is too young.”
There was a long pause and Jennifer said, “You are a lot different than other guys.”
“How so?” I asked
“Mostly there are two kinds of guys, at least two kinds my mom goes with. The first just want to fuck me, they are turned on so they do what they want. If they are not too rough that’s ok I understand them. The other kind don’t see me or Sarah at all; they just want mom. If they aren’t too rough to her they are ok too. You want to fuck me but you don’t. I practically had to climb up on your cock to get you to do it. I haven’t been around that kind of person before.”
I laughed. “I think you have been around the wrong kind of people. Most people grown men don’t fuck 13 year old girls.”
“Maybe, but even before my boobs got big a lot of men would look at me like you do. Any time I was with one of those men alone with just us and mom and they knew it was ok they would do whatever mom let them or sometimes more. After my boobs started to grow I feel like it’s most men that give me that look. You give me that look all the time.”
Somehow, this conversation was making me feel really awful. She was just saying it casually, but I definitely knew I was the creep at that moment. “The thing is I like it when guys look at me like that. It makes me feel good. They are looking at me and not mom or Sarah or someone else. It turns me on. But I want you to know you don’t have to just look.” and with that said she pushed up the bikini top that she was wearing exposing her A-cup breasts. “You can do all the other stuff too. Not because I can’t stop you, but because I want you to.” She reached over and took my hand from the steering wheel and put it on her breast.
I was trembling as I massaged her breast, one hand on the wheel and eyes on the road, my fingers rolling her hard nipple. She pushed down her shorts and underwear to her knees exposing her light blond pubic hair and the top of her pussy. Spreading her legs slightly, she moved my hand from her breast to her wet pussy. My fingers explored as I drove, gently massaging her clit. Cars passed in the other lane going the other way and I hoped to god they could not see her topless tits as I massaged her clit and pussy. She put one hand on the back of mine and we worked her pussy together as she played with her young breast.
She moaned, “yes you can have all of it. You don’t just have to want. I want you to.” After that there were no more words, she just squirmed and gyrated her hips with grunts and tiny exhalations of breath until she orgasmed. I started to pull my hand away, but she held it firm so I kept going, finger fucking her harder and harder, jamming my fingers bending against the inside her pussy while my palm rubbed her clit and the upper mound harder and faster. She was thrusting hard, moving into my hand. Pushing back in her chair, “ooohhh yes all of it. You can have… oh… mmm” and she was cumming again I felt a gush as her legs spasmed.
I put my wet hand back on the wheel and she pulled her shorts and undies up, relaxing for a minute. Then she said, “also I can suck your cock better than Sarah can. With that she opened my zipper and I helped push down my pants, letting my cock spring free. Her head went down into my lap, and glided down onto me. With her tongue she made circles around the head and shaft as she went up and down sucking in alternating patterns. I blew my load into her mouth quickly, having been turned on for so long. She kept sucking till nothing was left then helped me get zipped back up before leaning her seat back and closing her eyes.
I was getting nervous about her exposed breasts as we drove, so reached over and pulled her bikini top down. Her eyes were closed, but as I got it in place her hand covered mine, holding my hand against her small chest. “Thank you.” she said. “We were so lucky you found us. Never leave us, ok?”
“I won’t.”
We finished the drive a bit late that night, pulling in and setting up at an RV park a few miles outside of Garden of the Gods wilderness in Illinois. Jennifer cooked hamburgers over the grill with me for dinner and we actually roasted marshmallows. It was a nice night and we felt like a dad and his two daughters relaxed and just enjoying being together.
When we went to bed Sarah climbed up with me and had me snuggle with her. She was naked, of course and a couple of minutes after the lights were out she pulled my hand over her and put it into her lap. From my discussions with Jennifer I knew this was her ritual so I masturbated her gently till she shook and then I removed my hand letting it rest on her bare arm instead and we fell asleep like that.
I have to say when I woke up without a mouth on my cock it was a surprise and perhaps a let down, but I got up and we had cereal and talked about the day I had planned. It was the most relaxed I had been with them, just being together. I didn’t know where it was going, but I knew the journey would be amazing.