Let it go

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Chapter 52

"Family! I'm hooohwow..."

Mom has always been quick. In her head, with words, and actions. Now she's quickly on all fours, and her joyful panting comes only a second before she rushes toward me, nearly knocking me off my feet with her feminine, guidable energy.

"Who's excited to see me?" I ask into her beaming face and cup her head. "Who's excited to see me?"

"I am! Arf! I am!" Her tongue hangs out of her mouth and she wiggles her butt so invitingly that it's clear what she'd like to do to me.

"And have you been a good girl?"

"Arf!" She's been very good and deserves a reward. Her body tenses briefly, and she has to swallow as I press my lips against hers and say, "Let's go."

"Come here you..." Leaning over her, Michelle arches her neck, stretches her neck, and lifts her head toward me. Her fingers frantically graze the floor as I lift her and kiss her wildly and passionately. Without resistance, my tongue enters her mouth, and my mother moans in response. Then our tongues meet, wrestling with each other, but Michelle is a good girl and submits to the intruder. Whimpering with passion, she snuggles against me and melts as I dominate her with my lips. "Good girl," I praise and gently lower her to the floor. Her ass wiggles wildly beneath the white skirt she's wearing, while her full breasts stretch the pink top. Her nipples are stiff and erect, while her tightly braided pigtails drag on the floor. Like a bitch in heat, she snuggles against my legs, bends her knees, and scratches my pants with her fingers.

"Arf! Whine! Arf!" she announces to everyone that can hear that my dick is straining against my shorts again.

"I know, sweetie," I say and pat her head. "But..."

"Daaaaaa..." Tammy comes running like a whirlwind and throws herself into my arms. "Dyyyyy!" I crash into the door, which has already closed on its own.

Lynchwood Home. +1 (PS-93)

I stagger, but the smaller girl has already clung to me like a sweet little starfish. Tammy wraps her legs around me, and I feel her hot breath as she kisses me wildly.

"You're home, Daddy! You're home! Finally! I missed you soooo much, Daddy!" In her youthful eagerness, she misses my lips and kisses me on my forehead, cheeks, nose, chin, and again on my forehead. She's so small and cute, and she hangs so high on my body that her crotch rubs against the tip of my cock, but I can still hold her with one arm. The other arm comes up, and my fingers gently close around her neck, holding her still, nose to nose.

"Daddy missed you too, my little angel." I breathe into her mouth. Then our saliva mix in our mouths. Where Michelle was needy, Tammy is klumsy and sloppy. Maybe it's something to do with her path, or maybe her mouth waters at the sight of me, but when I use her nickname, she moans wantonly into my mouth and ruffles my hair with her slim fingers.

We take our time, and I don't let go of my daughter for a moment, but lift her comfortably and press her against the wall of the apartment's entrance area. With her legs wrapped around me, we kiss, then I feel her hand wander down my back, along my side, into the space between our bodies.

"You've got a stiffy, Daddy," she smiles like a little devil. "Do you want little ol' me to make it go away?" Seems she likes to play with me. But two can play this game.

"I don't think you want it to go away." Her grip on my hips tightens even more as her fingers glide over the growing bulge in my pants.

"Oh, Daddy. Your little girl was sooo good today. It's a reward for me if you make your stiffy go away in my tight little cunny."

"Fuck." Our lips meet again as Tammy starts to jerk my cock through my pants. But then I grab her arm and laugh at her angry pout as I put her down. "But you weren't good and asked me how my day was." A white lie, since I don't want to fuck Tammy right here in the entryway.

"But I fed the doggo," she squeals and stomps with her cute little food. I look at Mom who is rubbing her body against my foot.

"Arf!" she confirms and looks at her daughter who stands higher in the hierarchy than her.

"Hello, Honey." Speaking of hierarchy.

Jasmine is doing her best to justify the place she hasn't really earned yet. She can neither cook nor fuck very well, but when she comes to me on soft feet and wrapped in a blue summer dress, I push my sulking daughter aside.

"Not fair," she huffs and puffs. "Mommy always gets all the attention." But I don't pay attention to the bratty teenager/devoted daughter and lock eyes with my wife.

The fact that I have two girlfriends in the making and one wife doesn't bother me. I will make this harem happy, and that includes my wife.

"Honey," I smile, step closer to her, and we hold hands.

"We missed you, honey." Her voice is soft and submissive. She looks up at me with loving eyes, quiet and patient, and completely focused on offering me a pleasant evening and a carefree welcome.

"Come here." I don't even consider it a reward when I kiss my big sister gently and passionately. I can't ignore such sweet and submissive behavior.

"Oh... Hmmm... Hmmmah..." Several pecks develop into a loving French kiss that then flattens back to tender lip-on-lip. She wraps her arms around me, but doesn't press herself against me as wantonly and wild as Tammy or Michelle. Instead, she gives me space, certainly exhausting for the girl who's most in love with me of the three. But she does it for me, kissing me and holding onto me, safe and secure and taken care of. Just like she took care of the house. "Dinner's ready, Honey." She beams almost confidently, and I can't help but kiss her forehead. "I skipped work today to practice," she says, and I can feel the excitement in her voice as she takes my hand and leads me into the dining room. "It took me two tries, but I think you'll like it." She stands next to the table, hands folded in her lap, her gaze humbly lowered. "And if not, I'll accept whatever punishment you decide is right, Honey."

"I'm sure you fulfilled your role successfully," I reassure her. Then Tammy and Michelle are already at my side again. Tammy's hands are between my legs, Michelle curls up around them.

"If you don't ask anything more of me, I'll keep working in the kitchen, honey," Jasmine says with a loving look. I nod encouragingly at her, and she smiles at me before turning around.

"Did you bring me something, Daddy?" Tammy asks, continuing to jerk me off while lifting her leg and rubbing herself against me as if she wanted to transfer her scent to me.

"Why would he?" With a slightly annoyed whimper, Tammy turns to Rose, who is just coming down the stairs. Her younger (now turned little girl) sister doesn't hold back with her desire to be fucked by me. Rose, sweet little Rose, is a little more reserved.

But not all the way.

Her Victoria's Secret panties, which I've already pulled off her slim legs two or three times, peek out from beneath her gray sweatpants, and we haven't tried her blue corset in the bedroom yet, even though I've seen her in it plenty of times.

"And where's my kiss?" she asks as she squeezes herself between Tammy and me.

"Mean..." her little sis stops cursing, but watches us pouting as I step in front of my sister... and don't kiss her.

"Are you okay?" Rose asks, not worried but interested, as I let my eyes wander over her body. This girl has mastered the art of looking casual but fuckable, and I'm free to decide what I want to do with her. "How did it go with Lisa?"

"Well..."

The thing with Rose is that, unlike any other girl in my future harem, she's kind of a wildcard. I don't have to kiss her to show her I love her. Shit, we still haven't said it to each other. While Jasmine works in the kitchen, while Michelle rubs herself against our feet, and while Tammy can't stand it anymore and hugs me from behind, Rose and I look at each other. Sex comes later.

"I'll let go," I tell her. "No regrets. No hesitation." I shrug.

"So? How was it?" Rose licks her lips lightly.

"We didn't fuck," I confess, expecting the striking blow, but wait in vain. Rose looks at me patiently. "No punishment?"

"No kissing?" she counters and smiles cutely. Then she hugs me. And I hug her. And Tammy and Michelle are silent.

"She loves me," I tell my sister while holding her. "She wants to be my girlfriend."

"Good job, bro," I hear her say into my chest.

Rose Lynchwood. +1 (PS +45)

"But of course she wants to."

"I will make it happen" I say with determination and Rose holds onto me. "Lisa... Bella... the others... you...Today was... like... Everything was so clear. I know what I have to do."

"And you will do it right. I know it." Then she raises her head, smiles at me. And winks. "Now what?"

"Now?" I ask, swaying her in my arms, giving her a quick peck on the lips, just to tease her while the tent in my pants stays strong. Then my lips brush over her ear, making her shudder. "Now we'll have a pleasant evening. I'll spend time with my family. And then..."

"And then?" she asks, her head on my shoulder, slightly trembling.

"I'll build the world we all deserve." Then I feel a hand on my butt. At first I think it's Tammy, but I can distinguish the touch from Rose's and Tammy's. It seems I'm not the only one letting go today.

"I mean tonight," Rose whispers lovingly. Then she giggles, so beautifully, as I playfully nibble on her ear.

"I haven't had sex yet today."

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Well, oops. It seems like I'm setting up sex with Rose. Every time I write about this girl... Well, but Rose is strong and intelligent. So far, it looks like the orgy with Michelle or the mother/daughter with Jasmine and Tammy will win. Rose will certainly understand. And I have to say, I really want to write about Jasmine's newfound affection for Finn. But fuck, Michelle deserves a good fuck too.

In any case, I find it interesting to observe my readers' reactions. Based on the last poll, I suspected it would be about Jasmine and Tammy, and now Michelle is leading the race. It's always interesting to see how the reaction turns out when I add a few chapters and ideas in between. Maybe this chapter will even change some opinions too? I tried to write a kind of introduction for each of the proposed situations. That was easy, since the subsequent sex scenes are based on the subjects' paths. Sometimes I have good ideas, too. ;)