A New Career

Carol was facing backwards and she leaned to me as our lips met and we kissed each other passionately. I love the way she kisses. Carol worked her hips madly against my granddaughter's face while I kept on driving my shaft into Casey relentlessly. Below us, we could hear Casey moaning in pleasure from my efforts.

There is no way to know how long we tangled as three lovers. But all of a sudden Carol leaned back, arched her back as her tits thrust forward and she cried out while cumming on Casey's tongue. At nearly the same time my balls gave up and pumped at least seven hard blasts of potent cream into my granddaughter's horny cunt. That pushed her over the edge and she cried out into Carol's still cumming pussy. I would have loved to have gotten that scene on video!

All good things must come to an end, and that goes for great things as well. So, slowly we collapsed into a heap that wiggled and inched its way into the three of us lying side by side, me in the middle. With each girl wrapped in an arm, I leaned to Casey and kissed her then said, "I love you so much! I can't believe how that job turned out!" Then I leaned towards Carol and kissed her too, telling her that I loved her as well.

We lay there talking for nearly half an hour, then Carol giggled. We both looked at her and she said, still laughing while her hand flipped my limp dick around, "Good grief, this thing does get soft! I still love it though!" Then the two of them slithered down and tag-teamed my shaft until I was hard as ever. They decided to, in Carol's words, 'fuck the cock out of it.'

Two and a half hours later they cried uncle. I didn't cum very often, but I didn't go soft either! (Well, I did once we stopped.) The three of us showered together, no hanky-panky as they were worn out. I enjoyed the hell out of washing each of their entire bodies. My god, they are put together mighty fine! They washed me but were leery of getting a rise out of my cock.

Once we determined we were all clean, we got out, dried off, and got dressed, the girls in the clothes they wore to my house. I ordered in some pizza and we had just finished stuffing ourselves when my wife and daughter got home. At less than an hour since we got out of the shower, I thought that was just too damned close.

My daughter noticed both girls were rather tired looking and I said they swam for way too long. Casey joined in with me, saying, "Yeah, once we got started, we just couldn't make ourselves quit." That was mostly true, although swimming wasn't involved.

Peg seemed to really like Carol and told her she was welcome any time to use the pool. I knew she would make good use of that invite. After quite a long time talking, my daughter headed home while Casey gave Carol a ride with her 'new' car. All three of them gave me hugs and kisses as they left, of which two were much better than the third. I later learned the two teens took a long time driving just over two miles to Carol's house as they rehashed our afternoon and early evening.

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It's been two weeks since that fateful Wednesday. I cut back on my 'work' so that I would be home when one or both of the girls came over. Peg hadn't realized both girls were so fond of fucking in the pool as well as giving me blowjobs in the sauna attached to our pool house.

I was correct, other than the occasional gloryhole shoot, I only was brought in for granddaughter scenes. I was getting quite a collection of young girls who would request pairings with me. My scenes were all over the internet by then and two of my friends (who I knew loved their porn) wanted to know how the hell I got into doing that. When I told them the truth, they nearly died laughing. Jealous as hell too. They wanted young stuff but their wives would kill them if they tried.

On Friday afternoon my cell rang, I didn't recognize the number, but took a chance and answered it.

I heard a trembling but soft voice plead, "Amos, it's me, Megan, I need your help! Please come quick. I'm still in room 16." And the phone connection broke.

In no time I grabbed my 9mm, shoved in a clip then grabbed two loaded spare clips, and yelled to Peg I was leaving. She didn't even look up. Hurry? In this traffic? I was lucky as there were no major tie-ups. Just over 20 minutes and I pounded on the door to room 16.

A big burly ... well ... fat, black guy answered it as I shoved hard. That knocked him on his ass and when he looked up it was into the barrel of my gun. He was naked just like Megan was, only she had bruises that he didn't have. "Who the fuck are you?" he yelled from the wrong position. Flat on your naked ass and back, is not a seat of power.

"If you don't behave, I'll be the grim reaper, you piece of shit!" Keeping my eyes on him, I asked Megan if she was okay, she said in a scared voice that she was. I didn't believe her.

"Is there a robe in here with a belt?" I asked her and she stayed clear of him as she got it from the bathroom. "Roll over fat man and put your hands behind you back, wrists crisscrossed. Okay tie his hands and do it good." She did a decent job. "Get his belt. Now bind his feet, pull them back and then loop the belt around the tie on his hands and pull it back down to his feet, then hook the belt in the buckle."

Megan did her best, but he fought it and she couldn't pull them close enough. I stepped near enough and hit him hard on the head with the gun grip and knocked him out. I grabbed his shirt, using it to keep my fingerprints from being found, then grabbed the leather belt and gave it a hard pull. Not quite long enough. I set my 9mm on the floor telling her to leave it there, then used both hands and pulled really hard. I heard two loud pops as his shoulders came out of joint while I quickly hooked the belt end in the belt buckle. He was effectively reverse hogtied.

He came to and started screaming in pain, so I knocked him out once more as I had Megan getting dressed and packing up her things as fast as possible. I then did a quick double check that she was leaving nothing behind. "When you checked in, what home address did you use?" I asked the still trembling girl.

"I ... I made one up."

"Good. How far in advance are you on paying for this room?" She told me two more days. "Call the desk and tell them you are checking out. They won't give you a refund so tell them that's fine."

She did as I asked and just before we left, I knocked him out again, even though he hadn't come to yet. Megan took his clothes, but I insisted she leave his wallet. And then we threw her stuff into my car and we were gone.

Five miles down the road, she started crying like mad. I drove another five miles before I pulled over to have a talk. "You're safe. You don't need to cry now."

She just went on and on about how she had ruined her life, etc., etc. Eventually, I got her to, briefly I hoped, explain that. "I wanted to make it big as an actress. But I ended up in porn with you. And then I never got a call back for another scene. I was running out of money, so I tried to whore myself out and that guy was my first. He beat me bad and was trying to force me to tell him where my money was. What money?!?! He beat me some more then butt fucked me really hard. And then he needed to take a leak. I called you quick while he was doing that. Thank you so much for coming to rescue me. But now what?"

At least the talking about it helped her to calm down. I looked at her and said, "You need to see a doctor."

"NO! That will mean questions and the answers are all bad!" she was truly getting hysterical again.

"I have a friend; I'll give him a call."

I rang up my friend, known him for more years than I've been married. I explained the problem and he said that even though his office was closed on Fridays, he was alone, still at his practice and to come on over. I should call when we got there so he could unlock the door.

It took over an hour to get there but that also helped Megan calm down a bit more. We entered his waiting room and he asked what had happened. I asked if he could just give her a 100% checkup to make certain no permanent damage had been done. He gave me a look that meant he wondered if I had done the damage and told me to wait there.

"NO! Amos goes with me or we leave! I don't know you! I trust him!"

"Okay, let's all go." He led us to a fully equipped examination room and asked me if I could fill out a new patient form.

"I'm out of here! Come on Amos ..." she said powerfully, and he changed his mind once more.

"Buddy, you know this is highly illegal."

"So charge me more. Just make certain she is going to be okay."

"I'm not planning on charging you."

"Then stop talking and check her over. Please."

He did. Two blackeyes but no broken nose. Some cracked ribs, along with tons of bruises everywhere. No real pussy damage, but her butt hole was torn badly and he stitched that up. She would be sore for several days and needed lots of bed rest. He looked at me when he said, "And no sex." Oh, and he did check her ID to make certain she was 18.

He wrote up some prescriptions for a salve to put on her anus, and some pain pills. The bruises would clear up in time. He handed the scripts to her but I took them. "Do you have someplace to stay, young lady? I'll need to check you over again in a week."

"She'll be staying with Peg and I and I'll bring her back in a week. Is that okay?"

"Next Friday, yeah, that'll be good as there's no record of her being here. Can't have her come in as a follow-up, when according to our records there isn't anything to follow-up on. Okay, any other questions from either of you?"

Megan shrugged her shoulders while I asked, "Those pain killers, non-addictive?"

"Of course."

We both thanked him immensely and then we were on our way.

I stopped at a drug store near our house and waited for the prescriptions to be ready. Megan stayed in the car and was asleep when I returned. At the house I stopped the car so she would have the shortest walk to the house. Peg had a fit. I told her to shut up. Once I had Megan settled in one of our spare bedrooms, I went out to deal with my wife.

"Who the fuck is that and why is she here?" she asked with venom dripping from her voice.

"She's a girl I did a scene with. She made a big mistake and got beat up pretty bad. I rescued her and she will stay here until she is ready to leave."

"How the hell do you know such a young girl, she doesn't look like she's out of high school!"

"She's eighteen and I know her from some scenes we did together, like I just said."

"I'm not welcoming one of your whores into my house, so she leaves now!"

"First of all, dear," I snarled, "if she's a whore then so am I because you told me to take that job, you fucking pimp! Second, this is my house! Yes, we have often called it ours, but that pre-nup you signed clearly stated that the house was mine before we got married, and that it and any other house we might have would always be mine and definitely, if we should ever separate. So yes, Megan will stay until she is ready to leave, be it one week, two weeks, or ten years! Am I clear?"

"The nerve!" she said as she prepared for more.

I stopped her with, "It's your fault I know her. And I happen to like her, in spite of her mistakes. So, you will be civil with her and treat her like a daughter, you know, the second child you never wanted. Which, as I recall, was pretty much how much you wanted the first one, not at all."

And that finally knocked her back off her high horse. "I ... I'm sorry Amos, I wasn't thinking clearly. Please forgive me."

"Sure, now when's supper?"

"I'll go start fixing it right now," and off she went.

I went to check on Megan and found her sitting on the bed, crying. "Hey now, what's with these tears?"

"I heard her, she hates me and wants me gone. I'm going to leave and find a place to stay."

"NO, you aren't. I rescued you, and in some places that means I am responsible for you from now on. I won't shirk my responsibility! Now, did you take a pain pill?" She shook her head no. I got her a glass of water and, after reading the instructions, two pills and then watched her take them.

"Will you be hungry once dinner is ready?" I asked. She nodded her head. "If you are up to it, I'd like you to eat with us. Or I can bring it to you in here."

"I'm not sure."

"Okay, we'll have a place set for you. Now please get some rest."

Twenty minutes later Casey showed up. She had Carol with her. I quickly told them the abridged version of Megan's story. They wanted to go to her right then but I had them wait until we ate.

That averted, they went out to help Peg with supper. She at least acted happy to see them.

Supper went fairly well. The girls welcomed Megan easily and made her feel welcome. By the time the meal was nearing its end, Peg was actually talking with her like a human being. It seems reminding her of that old pre-nup pushed back the shrew part of her. Most of the time she is a wonderful woman, but she can have some out of character moments, like when I brought Megan home.

Shortly after supper was over, Megan told us all goodnight and slowly walked to her room. As the three women cleaned up, Peg mostly listened as Casey and Carol talked about how terrible what happened to Megan was and how great it was that I took her in. I stayed out of sight but close by so I could hear.

Away from Peg I apologized to both girls for not being able to fuck them in the pool, as had been their hope. They understood.

And then much later, Peg and I went to bed. (yes, after I checked in and saw Megan sound asleep.) It wasn't ten minutes after I entered the bedroom that Peg said, "So, I suppose you'll be fucking her!"

I leaned down over her face (she was laying on the bed) and said in a soft yet hard voice, "Have you forgotten that I know her ONLY because of you. And have you forgotten that I 'know' her in the biblical way, also ONLY because of you!" She seemed shocked at my reaction. "I brought her here so she could recover and get her life sorted out. Fucking her was not on my mind. But it is now, ALSO thanks to you! So, when she feels better, and IF she wants to have sex with me, by god I will do it. Because she enjoys it, and you sure as hell don't! Do you understand?"

"Y-yes, Amos."

"Splendid, now shut up. Goodnight Peg."

"Goodnight Amos."

Isn't love grand?!

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After just a couple of days, Megan was feeling much better, although her chest hurt if she moved wrong and her butt hurt with each poop. I insisted on applying the salve to her cleaned rear end just to make certain she was healing properly. Peg never said a word.

It was on Tuesday when Megan said, "I understand my grandfather has been having fun rather close to home!" I just gave her a look that said 'tell me more'. She did. "Now I know that Carol isn't related, even though she always calls you 'grandpa Amos'. But Casey really is your granddaughter. And they both told me they love the way you fuck."

"So?"

"Well, I just thought you should know that I know, and that I approve. Heck, if you were my grandfather, and I managed to fuck you once, wild horses couldn't keep me off of you!"

"And that means what?"

"My dear wonderful grandpa Amos, once I feel up to it, you can bet your ass and Peg's stuck up one that I'm going to fuck the shit out of you. Or at least give it a damned good try!" She laughed at my reaction then winced and held her ribs. "Oops, can't laugh hard yet. If I can't do it, they have both volunteered to help me. Sounds like fun!"

"Okay, but right now you need to keep getting better. And I will probably need some kind of warning ahead of the attack so I can beg off from work."

She couldn't help but laugh, then hold those ribs again. Finally, she asked, "Yes, how is the studly grandfather doing at shocking all those unsuspecting teens?"

I shook my head and answered, "Well, I cancelled on Saturday, but on Sunday I did three scenes with two different girls. Yesterday I did three scenes with three different girls, and today I did two more girls in just one long scene. And they were all just 18 or 19 years old"

"Damn, you fucked seven different teenagers in just three days! How does Peg feel about that?"

"I don't think it bothers her at all, but I do think she is happy I don't bring them all home with me!" And that caused yet another rib clutching laugh from the sexy tiny girl. Yeah, I know, at first, I didn't find her sexy at all, just hoped she really was 18. But her type of sexiness kind of grows on you. And the longer she was here, the sexier she seemed. Or maybe I'm really a butt guy who didn't know it until all that salve application was ... oh never mind.

And then it was Friday and we were heading to see my doctor friend. He unlocked the door just before I reached for the door knob, then we moved to the examination room. Her badly bruised body was looking much better, the scrapes nearly all healed and the bruises either gone or in the spreading stages of a healing bruise, depending on how deep it had been. He complimented me on the salve application as her bum was healing perfectly. He took out the stitches and said another week of the salve and she could stop with that. He also told her to hold off on anal sex for another month or so. She told him not to worry about that. He just looked at me.

As we headed back home, she looked at me and said, "Remember the day of our scene? Did you notice how I stayed way over here?" and she moved from the center of her seat to right up against the passenger door. I told her I did. "I was afraid you were going to fuck me again and I was so sore from that ass fuck. I know, you had been so nice in the shower, but not too many people have been nice to me."

She paused for a bit and I just waited for her. There had to be more.

"And now, I can't wait for you and I to make love again. Because I know that when we finally do it, it won't just be a fuck, just like it isn't just a fuck with Casey and Carol. Right now, I want to suck your cock so bad it hurts. Worse than my ribs do. But when we get home, my knees are fine and I want to swallow your biggest load this week! Deal?"

"Deal," I said looking her in the eyes and giving her a smile

And she did just that. Twice!

Once Megan had swallowed my second load over 25 minutes (no holding back), she opened wide to show me her empty mouth, then stood up and said, "Gosh I love doing that for you! That's just my first installment at thanking you for coming to rescue me!"

I again told her that was not necessary. Her reply, "Doesn't matter, I'm going to do it anyway. That and lots more!" I bent down and gave her a kiss, then left her to rest her still tender body as I went out to the kitchen.

Peg must have been feeling more secure, as she used her snotty voice to say, "I suppose you fucked her, that little tramp!"

"Really, you're going to go that low again. She isn't a tramp, so don't you ever call her one again. Secondly, I did NOT fuck her. If you really must know, she took the pressure off of you by sucking me off, twice!"

"I don't believe you! You horny old goat, I know you fucked her!" she yelled standing up in front of me.

"Megan!" I yelled. "Would you please come to the kitchen?" I finished, glaring back at my wife. In mere seconds Megan stepped into the kitchen. I was getting sick of the whole thing. "Megan, did you hear what my dead-pussy wife said?" She had. "Would you please show her just what happened in your bedroom before I came out here.

Megan looked at me, then at Peg as a big smile erupted on her face. "Sure thing, grandpa Amos. I enjoy doing that for you!"

And then this super tiny girl dropped to her knees, undid my slacks and dropped them and my boxers to the floor. Looking right at Peg, she said, "I don't understand why you won't do this for Amos. I love it!"