“What’s going on?” I asked, baffled. It was mid-October something, not a holiday or anything.
Gayle spoke up.
“Well Michael. Father’s day is a long ways away. But you’ve been like a father to all of us, and we wanted to say thank you!”
And they brought out all kinds of good stuff. Including Hostess Donettes! And Hostess Cherry Pies!
“But… but.. how? They went out of business a year ago!”
Erin laughed. “Remember the Circle K store? I swiped some goodies for you then.” She hugged me hard and I hugged her back. She cried a little, then everyone else gave me a little present. They were mostly from the hardware store in town, but it was awesome. I got a new neckerchief, folding knife, hunting socks, a canteen, some other odds and ends. Some Drakkar Noir from Gayle and Lorrie.
“Where’d you get this?” I chuckled. I didn’t know they still made this. It was kind of an 80’s thing.
“From the Baskins house. Mr. Baskins didn’t need it anymore…”
I laughed at that one. Everyone was just smiling at me. I felt all uncomfortable.
“Ok thank you everyone. I will use all these in good health. Although I may not wear the Drakkar until we get back tonight!” They all laughed. Zed had a good nose, didn’t want to give him any extra hints.
“As for you guys… Well I’m so proud of you. You could have fallen apart, but you didn’t. This mess is… well it just sucks. But we’re gonna make it better! Right?”
“RIGHT!” they all yelled in unison.
And we went to town, and we stuck together instead of spreading out, and we kicked a shitload of Zed’s ass. And nobody really got into trouble. And the lawn-mower blades worked
as hoped, and we hardly fired the guns at all. It was a good day.
– – –
As we entered the house, I was told to shower first since it was “Daddy appreciation day.”
I said “Whatever” and went to get my shower on. Would be nice to get clean first, for once.
I was just getting some black blood off my arms when the door opened. I was pleased! We were so focused lately that there hadn’t been any ‘fornicating’ for quite a while. As long as it wasn’t one of the guys, I would be happy with whoever it was.
Gayle pulled back the curtain, hiding herself with it, but staring at me in all my naked glory.
“Scrub your back, mister?” she asked sweetly.
“Absolutely!” Holy shit, it’s Gayle!
“Face the other way, then.” Aww, she’s shy with me!
“Ok,” I said, turning towards the shower head. “To tell you the truth, I wasn’t expecting you… where’s everyone else?”
“They all seem to be really busy outside, sharpening, reloading, digging holes for the Zekes. Don’t worry, it’s still daylight, they’ll be fine.”
She stepped in the shower. I tried to turn around.
“Uh-uh-aahh! Face forward!” she commanded. I looked down, I could see her feet at least. They were pretty.
Something very warm and fleshy squished into my back as she reached around me for the soap and that scrubby, fluffy thing that you wash with. It could only be her tits. Jesus, they covered a lot of real estate, I thought. She pulled back and lathered my back, slowly but firmly pushing. My cock was lengthening a little with anticipation.
She washed my arms as they hung by my side.
“Arms up,” she said. And washed my pits.
Then she reached around and washed my chest, first with the scrubby and then with her bare hands. She spent a lot of time on my nipples. Why do men have nipples? I don’t know, but I was glad I did. That felt wonderful.
She lowered her soapy hands down to my stomach. I was fully hard at this point. I tried to wiggle a little, to get my dick to hit her in the hands.
“Easy big fella. Easy, Big Daddy.” I held still.
I was disappointed as her hands traveled back around to my lower back. But then, I was pleased as she rubbed my ass cheeks.
“Oh that feels nice…. yessss…”
She reached between my cheeks with the scrubby thing, washing my asshole and taint. I hung my head down, letting the hot water cascade down my back.
“Wow Daddy,” she said. “You’re all hard even back here!”
And with that, she dropped the scrubby and massaged my butthole. She leaned into me again with her tits and body. She reached around with her other hand and gently traced her fingers along my impossibly hard shaft. But that finger on my ass… it went inside…
“You like this, Daddy?”
“Ummm… I guess…! But what, have you got three fingers in there?” It felt kinda good, but also pretty fucking weird.
“No lover. Just one. Up to the first knuckle. So about one inch or less…” Well it felt like Johnny The Wad himself was back there. Jesus. I’ll be a little more careful with girls in the future when fucking their asses.
Gayle gave my cock a good squeeze then suddenly let go. She slid down on her knees, and began to kiss my ass cheeks. She pulled them apart, then stuck her tongue in the naughtiest of places. I couldn’t believe it.
“Holy Fuck” was all I was able to mutter.
Her tongue slid up my ass, she wriggled it around and rimmed me some more. Can my dick get any harder? It was already 110% but now it felt even harder. I was having difficulty breathing. She continued tonguing me for another couple minutes. If she had touched my cock I would’ve cum right then.
“Now wash my back?” she asked.
She turned and leaned against the tiles, like she was getting arrested. Her massive tits hung down, and her beautiful ass stuck out towards me. I admired her light olive skin.
“Everything ok?” she asked.
“Holy fuck. I mean. Yes! Of course! Just admiring the view!”
I firmly grasped her ass cheeks and planted my cock right in between them. My cockhead stuck out the top of her ass cleavage. He seemed very happy.
I forgot all about style and gentility and the soap, I just grabbed her and held her from the back, running my hands all up and down her hanging tits, stomach, down to her pulsing wet cunt.
My left hand massaged a tit as my right hand’s fingers slipped up inside her. Jesus she was so wet inside. Her stiff nipple tried to stand up to my tweaking, but I pinched and rolled it all around, causing Gayle to moan softly.
“Am I…” she began, tentatively. “Is my body okay?”
“Oh Jesus yes Gayle, why would you even ask that?”
“Well, you’ve got all these teenagers to fuck, and they’re so much… tighter than me…”
I spread her ass cheeks and buried my face between them. I licked and nuzzled her ass and pussy, mmmm she was sopping wet. I alternated my shoving my tongue up her ass and up her cunt, she seemed to like that. I kind of settled in with my thumb in her butt and concentrated my lips and tongue on her pussy. Her tangy flavors covered my face as I tried to burrow into her cunt. Again, I was glad I had stocked up so many razors, not a hair in sight.
“Jesus… Michael!” Gayle moaned.
I squeezed the shit out of both her ass cheeks as I continued eating her out. Tight little skinny girls are great. No doubt. But a woman with curves, that’s the one for me!
After a few minutes of this, Gayle was having trouble standing.
“Oh shit Michael… oh shit…. it’s here Michael!”
I moaned into her cunt, sending vibrations up her pussy. I felt her contractions begin.
“FUCK! I’m cumming cumming oh fuck I’m cumming oh fuck oh fuck!”
I swallowed down her creamy juices that flowed down her cunt and into my mouth.
Then I slumped down, and sat in the shower-bath tub. Gayle turned around and sat on top of me, impaling herself on my raging cock. With the waters till beating down on us, she kissed me hard, and she licked up her own juices off my face. She rose up slightly and settled back down, my cock sinking further up her twat.
I fondled her lusciously large tits, and then clamped my mouth down on one as I fucked her. I sucked her tit hard, drawing as much as I could into my mouth.
“I love that Michael! Suck them harder! Pinch them!”
So I squeezed the hell out of the one I wasn’t sucking, pinching and kneading her tit and nipple roughly.
“God Michael that goes straight to my cunt! More Michael!”
I hefted one breast in my left hand, and lightly patted it with my right.
“Come on, don’t be a baby!”
So I slapped her big tit. She yelped with pleasure. So I slapped it again. And again. Each time, Gayle yelped like a little girl.
I got more aggressive, slapping both her tits with both my hands. These slaps weren’t hard enough to knock anyone down or anything, but her skin was turning a healthy shade of red. Gayle alternated between yelping and laughing as I continued to molest her swaying boobs.
I was getting a huge charge out of this. Gayle kept rising and falling on my cock, and watching those tits jiggle with each slap was too much for me.
“Gayle, get off, I’m going to cum!”
She leaned back, and said “My tubes have been tied. Give it all to me, Daddy!”
I couldn’t hold it. I came.
As always, that first shot felt phenomenal; my hot cum shooting through my vein. Each subsequent spurt felt incredible, too. Gayle felt my red-hot shots enter her cunt as I pumped more and more sperm into her.
She collapsed on top of me, her tits crushing into my chest. Her cunt quivered and spasmed as she, too, came with a frenzy. She grimaced in agony/pleasure, gritting her teeth and then letting out a giant “Ahhhhhhhh…”
My cock began to shrivel a bit. Gayle rose up, then scrambled down to lick my cock before the shower washed us clean. I could see she got a good portion down her throat.
“Come, on, old man!” she called as she helped me up. “Others need a shower, too!”
“Probably won’t be any hot water left for them!” I half-joked.
We soaped up and actually washed ourselves and finished the shower. We dried ourselves and Gayle sat at the little chair to fix her face. She looked so cute, legs crossed, tits hanging, puckering for the mirror. I felt like a young boy watching mommy get ready. My cock felt like that, too.
“Gayle, honey?”
“Yes, dear?”
“Would you mind if I jacked off, just a little bit? You’re so beautiful I can’t stand it.”
She laughed and turned a little so I had a better view. I stroked myself, watching this beautiful creature.
Gayle stood up, and grabbed a tube of body lotion. She squeezed a generous amount on to her tits. She talked to her tits, as if I wasn’t there, while she rubbed lotion all over them.
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