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Part 3 of a 4-part series: American Neighbors
Daisy - A blooming flower




Truth be told, after my first time meeting with the Baker family, if someone had told me I would get to bed one of them and asked me which it was likely to be, I would have guessed the mom Anna. Belonging to the same age group made her the most likely candidate. As beautiful as Anna was, her daughters were equally beautiful, sexy and desirable.

However, I wouldn’t have ever guessed that it would be Kandy, a teenager.

Her energy, insatiable appetite for sex and willingness to experiment meant that I was getting a lot of sex — sometimes 4-5 times a day.

I couldn’t have enough of Kandy and thoroughly enjoyed fucking her.

For the most part, she came over to my place for sex or we throughly enjoyed each other during weekend road trips.

With time, I guess we got careless and when we were caught in the act by her mom, I expected shit to hit the ceiling and half expected the arrangement to come to an end. But the turn of events ended in bed with Anna.

After her husband’s accident ten years ago, Anna had led a life of sexual depravity, focusing on bringing up her two daughters. With the clock ticking, Anna was unable to completely bury her desire for one more child and succumbed to the temptation after watching me fuck and cum inside her daughter Kandy. She all but blackmailed me into fucking and impregnating her.

In the days, weeks and months that followed, I was fucking Anna on weekdays and Kandy over weekends. There was hardly a day in my life without sex with one of two extremely beautiful, sexy and hungry women. I changed my job about a year and a half later and moved from San Francisco to San Jose. By then Anna was four months pregnant and still enjoying sex with me every week day.


A tough time for Daisy
While her mom and sister were having sex with me at every opportunity, life was throwing challenges at Daisy, Anna’s older daughter. A rebel, Daisy moved out of her parent’s home at the age of 18 and moved in with her African boyfriend. When I first met the couple when they had visited the Bakers for dinner, Daisy was 22 and seemed extremely happy with her boy friend.

Daisy never let on that she was in an abusive relationship. What started as emotional abuse by a controlling boyfriend gradually escalated to physical abuse. Even though he beat her often, she put on a brave front and never let her parents know.

It around 1 am on Monday night. For the past three hours, I had been in Anna’s bed enjoying her hungry body. After cumming inside her pussy a second time that night, we were panting heavily and I was contemplating a third round when the phone rang.

We were in the hospital an hour later where Derek, Anna’s husband and Daisy’s father had joined us, driving straight to the hospital from work. Daisy was in the ICU with severe injuries and a miscarriage. Over the next few days, as Daisy recovered, we learned about her boy friend’s emotional and physical abuse. This wasn’t the first time he had hit her. She had been to the hospital before too, but it had never got this serious. That night — while Anna and I were celebrating her announcement of pregnancy with passionate hardcore sex — a 6-month pregnant Daisy was being beaten up by her drunk boy friend. He left her badly hurt and bleeding and it took all her energy to call 911 and seek help. Unfortunately, Daisy lost her baby that night. A security officer case was filed against her boy friend.

After his arrest, not only did it come out that he was drunk that night, but possibly high on drugs as well. The security officer had recovered a number of controlled substances when they arrested him.

When she recovered, Daisy moved in with her parents and filed for divorce. It was a time when I was looking to change my job and Daisy too was looking for a job. Daisy had transformed since I had last seen her. I remembered her as a bubbly, full of life, pretty girl with a ready smile. It appeared as if the life had just gone out of her.

She was hurt, depressed and hardly ever smiled anymore. While her bruises and injuries healed over time, the experience seemed to have sucked the life out of her. Whenever I could, I took Daisy to her interviews. As it happened, I got a job first and moved out. While the arrangement with Anna came to an end with the move, either I visited Kandy or she came over to my new place over weekends.


A surprise visit
Two months at my new place, I was still settling in, balancing work with setting up the house. Whenever Kandy visited, she spent the days and nights in my bed so I hadn’t needed the guest bedroom yet.

I had just returned home from work that day and just stepped out of the shower when I heard the door bell. I was surprised to find Daisy at the door and my jaw literally dropped. Her beaming smile was back, but what I hadn’t noticed till now was how busty and curvy she was. Her pregnancy must have filled out her breasts and she had obviously put in an effort to get back in shape since I had moved. And what a shape she had acquired!

“Hi,” she said, bringing me back to the present.

“Hi Daisy,” I replied, “what a pleasant surprise.”

“I tried calling but you never answered. I left voice mail, but then decided to take a chance and drop by.”

“Come in,” I said, opening the door and letting her in. Following her after closing the door, I added, “I was probably in the shower when you called.”

She had come to San Jose for an interview at a restaurant and she thought she’d check on me before heading back home to San Francisco — nearly an hour’s drive. She made herself comfortable and over drinks talked about her struggle the past couple months to get a job.

She had found a job at a fast food joint in San Francisco a month ago and things seemed to be going fine till her manager had forced himself on her last week, fucking her brutally till he emptied himself in her. As she was narrating the experience, I couldn’t help imagining fucking her and that caused a slight stirring in my pants.

The experience had brought back the traumatic memories of her abuse by her boyfriend and she had quit the job.

“All I wanted was love when I moved out,” she said sobbing, “is it that hard to find?”

“Not when you find a sensitive man who enjoys you instead of using you.” I replied.

“I don’t remember being loved anymore. All I remember is being fucked and used. What I wouldn’t give for one night of passionate love.” she had a sad, lost look in her eyes for a moment. And just like that it was gone and she smiled her beaming smile.

She was optimistic of getting the job at the place she had interviewed today, but she was worried about the work hours. The restaurant closed at 10:30 pm and driving to San Francisco everyday at that hour wasn’t practical and so she would have to find a place in San Jose.

“You can stay here till you find a place,” I offered. “There’s a spare bedroom you can use.”

“Really?” she asked, her eyes lighting up.

“Sure, come I’ll show you the place,” I said getting up, “the spare room is right now like a store room because I haven’t had time to set the house, but I can put it in order for you.”

“If I get the job, I will help you put the stuff away,” she said as we concluded the tour of the house. “Look at the time, I should be heading home,” she added looking at the time on her cell phone. Instinctively I looked at my watch and was surprised that it was already 10 pm.

“Why don’t you stay for dinner?” I asked. “I need to fix me something to eat too and you won’t find anything open by the time you get to San Francisco.”

We fixed dinner together and the close proximity with this beauty meant I had a small erection going in my tracks and I could have sworn I caught her staring at my crotch a couple times.

“Kind and a good cook,” she said as we started eating, “I am impressed.” We had a couple more drinks and talked through dinner and by the time we were done and washed the dishes, it was past midnight.



She had had a couple drinks too many and it was really late. It wasn’t difficult convincing her to stay over.

“Can I take a shower?” she asked after agreeing to stay over, when I offered her my bed and promised to take the couch.

“Of course!” I replied, “but that’s the one catch to your moving in. We have only one bathroom.”

“I am sure we can make it work,” she replied winking. Was that an invitation?


She left the bathroom door open and I couldn’t help watching her shower with a raging erection.

“I know you said you had a shower,” she called out from the shower, “but you can join me if you want to.” and I heard her giggle. What are the odds of getting to fuck the mother and both daughters? I didn’t need a second invitation.

Stepping into the shower behind her, I cupped her breasts from behind and started kissing her neck.

Sliding one hand down, I cupped her shaved pussy and started sliding a couple fingers across her opening.

Turning around, Daisy grabbed my shaft and started stroking it. “My God, you are HUGE!” she moaned as I kissed her mouth.

Getting on her knees, she took my hardness in her mouth and started caressing my balls. As much as I wanted it to, it didn’t last long. Within just a few minutes, I stiffened and shot my load in Daisy’s mouth, a lot of it dripping out and on to her boobs.

“You didn’t have to do that,” I said as she stood up once I was spent.

“I wanted to,” she said, “from the moment I walked in the door.” I kissed her, our tongues wrestling passionately while I caressed her naked, wet body.

“My turn now,” I said getting on my knees. Daisy raised a leg, placing it on the vanity counter, giving me access to her pussy.

Taking her in my mouth, I slid my tongue in her hole and started tongue-fucking her. After a few minutes, eyes closed, Daisy was moving her hips in rhythm with my tongue, moaning with pleasure. Replacing my tongue with two fingers, I found her swollen clitoris and sucked on it. As my fingers drilled her, I sucked, bit and licked on her clitoris, enjoying the honey dripping from her. Daisy was moaning louder and louder by the minute, building up towards an orgasm.

“Oh God….Oh God….OH MY GOOOOOOOOODDDDDDDD” she screamed, shaking violently as she came gushing into my mouth. I ate her through her orgasm, lapping up her flowing juices till her breathing returned to normal. Eating a woman to orgasm never fails to turn me on and I was hard again by the time her orgasm had passed.

Her leg was still on the vanity counter as I stood up, rubbing my hard-again cock against her opening.

Her eyes opened wide and she looked down, surprised at seeing me hard again.

“WOW! That quick?” she said smiling as she grabbed my shaft and guided it into her opening. She was surprisingly tight and it took nearly a minute for me to get myself all the way into her. Her eyes went wide and mouth opened in a silent “O” as my hardness filled her pussy. Daisy groaned when I thrust all the way into her slamming my pole into her depths.

Kissing her mouth hungrily, I started moving in and out of her. Over the next 15 minutes as I ate her mouth and devoured her tongue, I kept increasing the tempo, building up to a feverish pace, plowing Daisy hard and deep.

“Cum in me” Daisy grunted between thrusts, “please cum in me.”

“FUCK!!!!” I exclaimed stiffening as her pussy gripped my cock and I erupted in her.


Our first night of NOT sleeping together
“I don’t have a change of clothes,” Daisy said between kisses, my cock slowly going limp inside her. Both of us burst out laughing at that.

Stepping out of the shower, I dried myself. Grabbing a shirt out of my closet, I handed it to her as she turned the shower off.

I was at the couch with my drink when she walked in wearing my shirt — all the buttons open, she had a “fuck me again” look on her face. Her blue-green panties were visible between the her legs since she had chosen not to button up the shirt.

“Do you HAVE to sleep on the couch?” she asked.

“I guess not,” I said, feeling my cock start to stir again.

“I have a secret to tell you if you will join me in bed.” she said and turned around, walking to my bedroom.


As I entered the bedroom, I found her lying in my bed, the shirt discarded already. As I got in bed, we kissed hungrily for a few minutes before she broke the kiss and guided my mouth to her erect nipples.

As I sucked on her tits, I felt warm liquid fill my mouth.

Pleasantly surprised, I stopped sucking her nipple and looked at her. She was smiling naughtily. “Like it?” she asked. Boy did I like it! Breast milk turns me on even more than eating a woman to orgasm and I my dick sprang erect.

I squeezed her boob till warm milk squirted out before taking it back in my mouth and sucking on her milk. My God, every bit of this woman was delicious. After milking one boob for a few minutes, I took the other in my mouth and started sucking again. My hand slid inside her panties and I entered her with two fingers. She was dripping and started moaning as I started finger fucking her.

“You’re incredible,” I said to Daisy, completely aroused.

“Got enough in the tank to fill me up again?” she asked teasing.

“Just once more?” I asked, making her laugh, “I would love to keep going all night long.”

Stripping her panties off, I lifted her legs high and entered her again. My tongue found hers as I started thrusting into her again. She let me drill her and kiss her that way for a few minutes before pushing me away.

Turning me on my back, Daisy got on top, riding me cowgirl while I played with her boobs and pinched her nipples. After a few minutes, she started leaking milk again.

Daisy groaned and stiffened, erupting in another orgasm. I pulled her down and took her nipple in my mouth, thrusting hard and fast into her as she came. The dual arousal of getting milked and drilled made her go over the edge again — her second wave even more violent than the previous. I let her ride the orgasm before laying her on the back and getting on top.

I hammered away in her as Daisy seemed to go limp with exhaustion from her back-to-back orgasms. She put her hands around my neck and her legs around my back as I pounded her to a frenzy. After ramming into her for ten minutes, I felt my cock swell up as I neared my climax.

“Not yet, not yet, not yet,” Daisy begged as she closed her eyes inched towards another orgasm.

I kept drilling her, struggling to hold back, waiting for her.

“Yes, yes….now, yessssssssss” she screamed shaking like a leaf in a couple minutes, her pussy muscles tightening and milking my cock, taking me over the edge as I filled her.

Totally spent, I collapsed on Daisy, both of us covered in sweat and panting heavily.

“That was mind blowing,” Daisy groaned between pants.

“You are exquisite and delicious, Daisy,” I said, kissing her lovingly.

“You know something,” she said, a wicked look in her eyes.

“What?”

“You are way better than Kandy said you were,” she said, giggling.

“WHAT!!??”

“I didn’t believe her when she said you could cum 3-4 times in a night and were an incredible fuck,” she said kissing me, “but you are better than I ever imagined.”

Wrapped around each other, we drifted off to sleep. She woke up a couple hours later and started stroking my cock, waking me up.

I drained her breasts of her delicious milk and fingered her to an orgasm before mounting her from behind.

I pounded Daisy hard for 20 minutes and she had another orgasm before I creamed her doggie style.

I fucked her again when we woke up the next morning.

“Do we really need to fix up the other bedroom?” she asked and we both laughed.

“You had already got when you came here last night isn’t it?”

Daisy nodded shyly, “My bags are in the car and I am ready to move in. 
I start working in 3 days.” she added.

“You are’t getting out of this bed for two days then,” I said, going hard as I watched her breast start leaking.

We finally stopped fucking for two hours the night before she had to go to work. Getting her bags in, we put her clothes and make up away before returning to bed for more sex.

As I came an hour later, I was wondering whether Daisy and Kandy would enjoy a threesome.


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