The New Wife and Daughter of My Wettest Dreams (incest, teen sex)

Rod Weilder's sex story
Being a lovingly devoted little sex slave to a beautiful new wife who was a nudist and a lingerie model was about the wildest dream come true a playful kicktoy like myself could ever have. But when Rachel wanted to get her 16-year-old daughter in on the naked fun, would I even be able to wake up each morning without coming all over myself?



What's it like for a 45-year-old man to find out that he is exactly what a beautiful 35-year-old woman is looking for in a husband, as well as a father for her teenaged daughter? Very mind-blowing to say the least. What made it even more amazing was that Rachel was not at all too demanding with what she was looking for in a man. At least not too demanding for a devoted little butt-licker like myself.

Would it kill a guy to say 'yes ma'am' and 'no ma'am' to a girl now and then and show her the kind of respect that she very much deserves? Would it kill him to submit to her when she just wanted to enjoy herself and give his balls a few hard slaps or squeezes when she felt like it, or gave them a few playful but firm kicks when it suited her? Would it really be all that bad to hear the sound of her pretty laughter ringing out so sweetly as she did it to him? As far as I'm concerned, when a girl I care about wants to do that to me like she has every right to do, she is sweetly allowing me to feel a little taste of her delicious authority right where I can feel it the most , and right where it will do me the most good. As long as a girl does it to me in private, or someplace where only female eyes will see it, I really don't have any say about what she does to me between the legs. If she smacks me right square in the balls hard and then throws her head back in hysterical laughter as I double over with a dozen girls standing there watching it , and if I'm really stupid enough to dare have some kind of problem with it, well, maybe I'd like to be smacked twice as hard and twice as many times.

Well, when I shared those feelings with Rachel, she did a double-take at me and asked if I was putting her on. I took her by the hands and we shared a laugh with each other about how there was no limit to the number of girls she could have present while she did that to me, and I assured her that I was not putting her on. 'Well, that makes me feel very good, and it also makes me feel very excited and hopeful, but that's only half of the total equation,' she explained. It turned out that Rachel wanted and expected that same commitment and devotion toward her breathtakingly beautiful 16-year-old daughter, Victoria.

She wanted Victoria to experience what it was like for a grown man to say 'yes ma'am' and 'no ma'am' to her and to actually show her true respect. Deep, loving, genuine respect. She wasn't looking for a man who was going to be afraid of Victoria and let her walk all over him. She knew Victoria wouldn't act that way in the first place, she wasn't raised that way. Rachel wanted the kind of father for her daughter who would be a loving, devoted father to her in every way, but also a father who knew when it was time to lovingly submit to his little girl and let her have her way with him. Even if that meant for him to pull his pants down and spread his legs apart for his precious little girl.

For one thing, Rachel just happened to be a black belt in karate, and she was teaching Victoria how to defend herself against boys. She dreamed of how satisfying it would be for both of them to have a man to practice their karate kicks and moves on, especially in the nude. Rachel wanted her daughter to be free to walk around the house completely naked in front of her new dad without him wanting to grab her and fondle her and violate her. At the same time, she wanted Victoria to know and feel what it was like to be held and kissed by a man who truly knew his place with her in every way, and when it was the right time, what it was like to me made love to by such a man. Victoria would then know what kind of standards she would have every right to expect from her future boyfriends, and that she would not have to settle for one little bit less than that. I've told Victoria a number of times as we have held each other naked that I'm not the only guy in the world who knows his place with a girl.

It would probably come as no surprise that Rachel and I wrote our own vows . She let me know right off the bat that I was in for one incredibly beautiful marriage with her, whether I liked it or not! She is quite the early bird and is always up before I am, and right from our very first morning as husband and wife, she began a very delicious little tradition of waking me - by punching me square in the balls! Oh, I know that sounds like she's just being so mean to me, but nothing could be further from the truth. I find it to be a deliciously intoxicating way to start my day when I feel my incredibly beautiful wife's stark naked female authority just explode through my bare balls and hear the lovely chimes of her sweet, pretty laughter as I relish the feel of what she gave to me between the legs.

Sometimes I would awaken to her squeezing me and sucking me at the same time, and sometimes she would be fully on top of me and 69ing me as she squeezed and twisted my balls. There were times when she would really have me begging for mercy right into her warm, wet vagina. Once again, I suppose that makes Rachel sound like such a meanie, but a girl pinning me down like that and squeezing me hard enough to make me beg straight into her naked womanhood is just about the nicest, sweetest, and most thoughtful thing a girl can do to me. I mean, just in case I were to get the incredibly stupid notion that she didn't have the right to do that to me, well, all I would have to do is simply open my eyes. All the glorious authority she will ever need for all eternity is right there in my face like ka-BLAM! Don't have to lift a finger, just open up my eyes. Case closed! Girlpower wins again!

I suppose that the most exciting thing for Victoria in the beginning was showing me off to her friends, especially the seven other incredibly pretty girls who were on the cheerleading squad with her. Yes, my new daughter was a karate-kicking cheerleader! A sweet little 16-year-old expert at throwing karate kicks AND cheerleader kicks. You talk about it being VERY easy for me to say 'yes ma'am' and 'no ma'am' to this amazing young lady! Oh, you'd better believe it! The other cheerleaders thought Victoria must have been joking around about her new step-dad saying 'yes ma'am' to her. A 45-year-old man saying 'yes ma'am' to a 16-year-old girl? No way! Well, the gorgeous girls found out soon enough how truthful Victoria was being with them.

Meeting these precious girls was quite a breathtaking experience for me. I'm the kind of guy who is very thankful that nature made women in so many different warm, wonderful, beautiful colors, and these incredible young ladies were one amazing example of that. In fact, the girls were unofficially known as 'The Rainbow Girls' because of their different colors. Victoria and Melissa were the only Caucasian girls on the squad. Then there was a pair of breathtakingly pretty Asian girls: Renee was of Japanese descent and Diane had a Korean heritage. African-American girls couldn't have been represented more beautifully with the quite stunningly attractive Gloria and Monica. Finally, we had a pair of girls with a Hispanic heritage who were just drop-dead gorgeous: Eileen and Christina.

I got to know the cheerleaders quite well in no time at all, especially since I basically became a chauffer for all of them, driving them around here and there in a van Rachel used as a second vehicle. It also didn't take me long at all to figure out that Victoria was telling the girls about how she and her mother were kicking and kneeing the holy hell out of my balls all over the house, not just during karate practice, but just whenever it suited them to do it to me, which was pretty frequently! They both couldn't seem to get enough of the way I would blurt out things like 'Sweet, precious, wonderful little ANGEL!' when they would smack or squeeze me. Can anyone possibly blame a girl one little bit for wanting more and more of that? I mean a girl marches up to a guy & punches or kicks him in the nuts just for the pure pleasure and satisfaction of it, and he blurts out 'Sweet, precious, wonderful little angel?' Imagine how a group of teenage girls would feel about that, how they would want so badly to experience that for themselves. I don't know what Victoria was telling the girls, but I knew it had to be something the way the girls were looking at me and how they were whispering to each other and laughing hard in the van.

Well, then came the night of the Saturday night slumber party. The instant Rachel told me about it with a wicked little smirk, I knew something was up. I knew the girls were going to do something to me, probably right in front of Rachel with her laughing her ass off! When the big evening rolled around, I felt like I was going to faint! My heart was just pounding thinking about the girls. What's more, Victoria wanted me to wear these really tight shorts and no underwear. Since her request was certainly not over-demanding and couldn't possibly harm anyone, I had no choice but to say 'yes ma'am' and obey my gorgeous step-daughter.

Soon the excited girls began to arrive and it wasn't long before they were all there. They gathered in Victoria's bedroom while I went around getting certain little things set up for the girls' entertainment. I knew they were wanting to do a special cheer for me, which I was very much looking forward to, and I noticed a cd on the couch. It was the cd the girls were so excited about - the one with the song they had choreographed their cheer to. I looked at the name of the group - Girlforce. The name of the cd: Hurt Dem Balls. 'Oh, my God!' I laughed. 'Seriously?'

I showed it to Rachel. 'That's the song they did their little cheer routine around. Wait til you hear the words! You think girls won't take over the world soon, you just check out the words to that!' I started to read them but she spoke again. 'Baby, I'm going to go pick up a few things that I forgot earlier.'

'I'll do that, sweetheart. Let me do that.' I offered.

'No, the girls really want to show you their routine. You just stay right here and I'll be back soon.' Rachel let Victoria know she was leaving and the girls filed out in their cheerleader uniforms with Victoria in the lead. She led me to the sofa and seated me, and the girls got ready to do their routine. I felt a stirring in my shorts as I watched the girls getting prepared, soft talking and pretty laughter here and there. I knew I was getting a full- blown erection, and there was no way I was going to stop it. I casually reached over and took a small pillow and placed it on my lap, resting my arm on it as the music began. The girls began to do their thing in sweet unison, then they broke off into a single file and came straight at me with Monica in the lead as the words to the song began, all eight girls singing along proudly as they did their hot routine................

When you got a man
Who don't know his place
You don't slap his hand
You don't slap his face

There's only one thing
That a girl can do
To make her man
Walk straight and true

You got to squeeze dem balls
You got to twist dem balls
You got to slap dem balls
You got to hurt dem balls

You got to knee dem balls
You got to kick dem balls
You got to stomp dem balls
You got to hurt dem balls.......

The girls sang and danced and strutted and pantomimed the chorus, one girl per line, each sweet girl stepping right up to me miming her line right in my face as she sang it and then sharply spun away to strut to the back of the line. Monica did the first line with a sweet squeezing motion directed right at my nuts, followed by Eileen with a hard twist at me. Then came Diane with the hard slap and Melissa stepped up and thrust her knee up then brought her fist down right on her knee. I knew exactly what she was symbolizing with that, and when I saw her broad, beautiful smile and the twinkle of pure joy in her pretty eyes, oh, how I wanted to spread my legs for her and let her do it to me right in front of Victoria and the rest of the girls.

Renee started the second half of the chorus with the kind of thrust that would have surely lifted me off the floor, then marched up my sweet Victoria with one deadly kick aimed right at me, briefly showing me panties that had to have been way too small for her. Christina strutted up with jiggling boobs and did the stomp, followed by Gloria as she demonstrated with a pretty smile what she'd love to do to my balls in front of the girls. My cock was already rock hard, and the girls went through the chorus twice more before they were done.

I began to applaud and voice my sincere approval, but I wasn't about to dare stand up! But then before I realize it, Victoria had stepped up and pulled me to my feet. The next song had started and she wanted me to dance with her. The pillow that had been hiding my aching hard-on fell to the floor, and I was busted. Victoria had set me up, and her plan worked beautifully.

'Daddy! My God! What in the world have you been thinking about!' Victoria said as I stood there with my dick about to rip out of my shorts.

'I think we all know what he's been thinking about,' Renee smiled, her hands on her hips.

'What do you think mom would do if she saw you like this?' asked Victoria.

'Oh, seeing as how I'm standing here this way in front of a group of 15 and 16 year old girls, she'd probably haul off and kick me square in the balls as hard as she could kick about 5 or 6 times,' I admitted.

'Exactly. But she isn't here right now and all of us are. Daddy, you know what that means, don't you? It means you deserve to be kicked in the balls by every one of us at least two or three times each,' Victoria deliciously reasoned.


'Yes ma'am, you are right, princess. I have no excuse for being this way,' I admitted.

'Well, I have a better idea. I know all about your little 'rack or jack' game where girls draw cards and they either rack your balls or they jack you off for 30 seconds, and they keep going til someone makes you ejaculate. Mom told me all about that! Ha ha ha! The only thing is you'd squirt all over the first girl that jacked you off, so I think we need to go into the bathroom and take care of a little business, then we can come back and you can spread your legs and take it like a man for all of us! Make yourselves at home, girls. We'll be back very soon, I'm sure! Come on, daddy!' Victoria chimed. I had no choice but to totally submit to her. I knew I was about to have the most powerful orgasm of my life by the soft, pretty hand of my teenage step-daughter, only to turn around and have one of the most painful orgasms of my life by her and her gorgeous cheerleader friends!

End of Part I
Will I be allowed to send Part II?
'Yes ma'am, you are right, Victoria, I have no excuse for this. Yes ma
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