New Start · Part 1

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Part 1

"She's gone daddy"

"Yes darling" I whispered, "She's gone"

We walked away from the grave back towards my car and back to where our few remaining relatives waited for the traditional handshake, the softly spoken words of condolences, the bullshit!

As we had in the church, she sat close to me, a thigh against mine, an arm linked to mine, we nibbled at the silly little sandwiches and made small talk, we made notes of long forgotten telephone numbers that would remain long forgotten and we promised to keep in touch with people we loathed!

I walked up to the bar for another drink and she followed me, people smiled knowingly and sympathetically offered unwanted words of comfort.

Deliberately we stayed at the bar, speaking only when spoken to and then answering only as brusquely as possible without causing offence.

As people began to drift away the bar filled up with the early lunchtime clientele and we were able to stand in a corner almost unnoticed "I wish you could kiss me here daddy" she said softly and looked up at me innocently from beneath her long eyelashes.

"Soon baby, soon" I replied and slipped an arm around her back resting my hand on the gentle swellings of her bottom.

Yet another distant relative came up and spoke to us, we nodded and answered without really hearing anything, all I could think of was my daughter standing close to me, her perfume in my nostrils, her arm around my waist, the slight bulge of a suspender strap against my thigh and my hand lazily caressing her buttocks through her skirt!

I thought of how she'd dressed for her mother's funeral in front of me, her lovely firm breasts bulging out over the top of the lacy cups, the barely covered nipples still swollen from my lips. The tight black basque accentuating the natural curves of her body as I knelt before her and pulled the black seamed stockings up over her creamy thighs, her freshly shaved mound in front of my face beckoning me, inviting me. I thought of the glistening wetness in between her labia, her fingers delving into it, teasing me, tempting me and I thought of how she wiped those fingers around my face and neck.

"Throw your aftershave away daddy" she'd said, "Wear my cunt cream instead!"

The relative shook hands and took his leave at last and we were alone again.

"You weren't listening to a word he said were you daddy?"

I shook my head,

"No not really"

"What were you thinking about?"

There were people all around us then and she had her back to the bar, I slipped my hand beneath the back of her skirt and touched the naked flesh above a stocking, "You"

"Oh daddy" she squeezed against me, "I'm so wet, I wish they'd all go"

My hand moved higher and she gasped as I let a finger trace a path between the cheeks of her gorgeous little bottom, I felt the dampness of her panties, those same miniscule little panties I'd held for her as she stepped into them, giggling as they all but disappeared into her slit.

"Me too baby" I said looking around to see if anyone else was heading our way and that was when she played her ace! This sweet, innocent little eighteen year old put her lips next to mine and whispered, "Let's go now daddy, my cunt's fucking soaking!"

"Oh God Katie!"

She smiled and pressed her breasts into my arm,

"I need a good fucking daddy, I need you to take me to bed and fuck me!"

As I pulled up outside the house she sat in the car until I walked round to open her door, then she slid to the edge of her seat and spread her long stocking clad legs obscenely.

"Eat me daddy" she said simply.

Dropping to my knees I kissed the inside of her thighs and inhaled her musky odour while she hooked a finger under the tiny g-string and pulled it out from between her swollen sex lips.

I slavered my tongue over her silky smooth skin as she moaned softly, her heady perfume filled my nostrils and her legs began to tremble, "Do it daddy, eat me, eat my cunt!"

Opening my mouth I pressed it against her cunt and licked at the soft wet tissue, she hadn't been joking in the pub, she was absolutely dripping, I used my tongue to spread the sweet secretions all around the slit of her vagina, even lubricating her anus while she writhed beneath me.

My lips found the sensitive little bud of her clitoris and I started to suck it gently, she gasped and wrapped her thighs around my neck as she began to shake then I sucked harder and heard the string of obscenities from her mouth as her orgasm welled up inside her.

Just for a split second I removed my mouth and used the fingers of both hands to tease the slippery nub out from under it's protective hood. My teeth closed on it and she screamed thrashing her cunt violently against my face, her whole body shook as her climax overtook her, her hands gripped my hair and her juices gushed into my mouth!

She had to be carried into the house, the power of her orgasm had left her weak and nearly helpless, but that was only the beginning!

I lay her on the bed while I undressed hurriedly, looking down to where she was holding herself open for me, she'd opened the jacket of her suit and eased her breasts completely out of the basque, both nipples hard with desire.

She sighed with satisfaction as I lay on top of her and eased myself slowly into the welcoming warmth of her sex, "Promise me you'll never stop eating me like that daddy" she said as I began to move inside her, fucking her slowly savouring the velvety smoothness of her vagina.

"I promise baby" I whispered and she smiled pulling my face down to hers, "Thank you" she breathed into my mouth, "Now fuck me you bastard!"

She was on the brink of orgasm again, I felt her vaginal muscles squeezing me, I increased my momentum, drawing almost completely out of her then slamming back in, each forward thrust bringing a gasp of delight from her full red lips, I cupped her buttocks as she arched them up off the bed, her nails dug into my back, into my own buttocks, her tongue danced wetly in my mouth, "I'm cumming daddy" she hissed, "Fuck me daddy, harder, harder, harder!"

It became a rutting then, two animals intent on their own pleasure, I lost all finesse and just rammed myself into her as she used my cock to satisfy her own needs.

I stiffened and she screamed again feeling my hot sperm filling her, her lips curled back in a snarl, her eyes rolled, she bucked, heaved, her head rolled from side to side, saliva drooled from the corner of her mouth and she surrendered herself to the power of her orgasm!

I found her in the kitchen wearing a tee shirt and nothing else, her hair was wet and tousled and she purred like a cat as I tip toed up behind her and wrapped my arms around her waist.

"Hi lazybones" she giggled as I cupped her breasts and gently teased the nipples into arousal.

"Well I'm an old man you know and I need my rest if I'm going to have a young mistress"

Tilting her head back, she kissed my neck,

"You're not an old man daddy" she said softly, "You've just fucked me into oblivion and I know at least three of my friends who'd jump at the chance to be in my shoes"

"Really?"

She turned round and kissed me, snaking her tongue between my teeth, "Yes really daddy, but you're mine first, so don't go getting any ideas!"

I ran my hands down over her back and pulled her against my growing erection as she added, "At least not yet!"

…continues in "New Start (ch.2)" – click here to continue…

Part 5

They returned less than ten minutes later as I was on my second length of the pool, I can honestly say that I've never before been so instantly turned on in my whole life!

Two beautiful teenage girls and a beautiful thirty something woman dressed identically in sheer white togas and high heel shoes. Six erect nipples strained beneath their gossamer thin covering and three beautifully pouting pussy's peeked out from under the sensuously shifting hemlines as they walked towards me.

"Well, will we do for sir?" came from Sadie, but I was too busy staring at the visions in front of me to answer immediately!

Katie and Sharon turned to each other and kissed hungrily, tongues searching, swapping saliva as they caressed each other.

"Stunning" I gasped as I reached the edge of the pool where Sadie stood looking down at me.

"Me or them?" she laughed and moved her feet apart to allow my eyes full access to the glistening pink innards of her vagina!

I scrambled out of the pool and she shrieked as I embraced her, crushing her lips under mine.

"You're soaking" she mumbled but her hands found my erection and she yielded, "Oh Paul, oh my god, you're huge!"

"It's staring up into that sweet little cunt of yours, that did it" I said as we sank down onto the grass next to our daughters.

"Make love to me Paul" she whispered and guided my erection into the warm, wet heat of her cunt.

I gave a low groan as she squeezed her vaginal muscles, gripping the welcoming hardness inside her. I pulled out almost all the way the drove back in, making her gasp as my cock found the farthest reaches of her cunt, her hands scrabbled in the grass, searching for something to grip, to hold onto as my thrusts drove her backwards. The girls pulled apart and took a hand each, "Fuck her daddy, she's loving it, go on daddy fill her cunt!"

"Oh Paul, yes fuck me darling, shag my fucking brains out!"

Lifting her legs, she wrapped them around my waist as I continued pounding into her body, she tore her hands away from the girls and used her long nails to rake my back She was like an animal, tearing at my skin, arching her hips up to meet my thrusts, she started to cum, her lips curled back almost into a snarl

A finger found her little anus and she screamed as it entered her, Katie and Sharon reached across her to finger each other as she bucked and heaved in the throes of her orgasm.

"I'm cumming Sadie" I felt myself stiffening and suddenly I erupted, sending spurt after spurt of my sperm splattering against the walls of her cunt.

We lay together for what seemed like ages, content to hold each other, it was Katie who broke the spell, "Do you like our outfits daddy?"

Reaching out a hand, I stroked her naked thigh,

"Beautiful baby, all of you are absolutely beautiful"

"Anyone in the mood for a party?"

We all looked at Sharon,

"A party?"

"Yes, why not, we might all end up in prison or worse by this time tomorrow, so why not go for it tonight, anyway watching you two has made me horny" she placed her hand on top of mine and guided up to Katie's soaking wet pussy.

My mobile bleeped at me just as my fingers entered my daughter's hot little cunt and I think we both cursed together.

"Boss?"

"Hi Joe what's up?"

"They're moving mate, the other bookings were bull shit, they're in the air now en route to Luton, landing in about ten minutes!"

"Shit" I exclaimed, "Do you think they know we're watching them?"

That was a silly question and I regretted it, but all he said was, "I'll forget you asked that one boss"

I laughed at the hurt in his voice,

"Sorry buddy"

"Forget it, but the problem is, I've got four of the guys on other jobs and I can't get hold of them, I need at least three more cars for the obbo (observation to the uninitiated!) "Stand by" I said lapsing unthinkingly into the old army jargon, I explained the situation to the girls and immediately they ran into the house to get dressed.

"Keys to our two are on the fridge in the kitchen Paul, pull them out it'll save a minute or so" Sadie shouted as they all disappeared in a flurry of legs and sweet little buttocks jiggling to no avail!

"Right Joe, we've got three cars here but one of them's mine and they'll recognize it"

"Good, that's what I want"

He took five minutes to outline the plan, which I couldn't say I fancied but deep down I knew it was the only way to keep the mob off our backs!

"Ok, Joe, I got it"

"Just one thing boss, are you carrying?"

"No of course not are you?"

"Yeah, but you need a short at the very least" (army slang for any pistol)

I suddenly remembered the little "Sig 226" a 9mm pistol I kept in with the spare wheel just in case.

"S'ok Joe I've got the Sig, remember?"

He laughed as he remembered the player we took it off at a VCP in Larne, set up to pull one of our own in who'd been working black for over a year and needed to get out before he was blown.

"Fucking hell yes boss, I can still see his fucking face when you invited him for a chat at Castlereagh. Magic boss, fucking magic!"

The girls appeared in tee shirts and jeans and swore amiably at me for not getting their cars out, but within two minutes we were rolling towards London, a three car convoy, Sadie driving her Audi coupe, Sharon in her little Porsche and me in the slightly ridiculous 1959 Ford Consul 375 that was my pride and joy.

Old it may have been but it was a superb motor car and I loved the bloody thing to bits!

Next to me Katie fitted the phone into the hands free clip and put the ear piece into my ear then dialled Joe.

"Joe, it's Katie"

She listened for a moment then giggled,

"Behave yourself you fool, but yes I love you Joe and I promise to consider having your babies as long as Tracy doesn't mind, but in the meantime we're rolling and Dad's got his earpiece in so just talk whenever you're ready"

Half an hour later we were all in position in three different streets around where they'd have to go to get the money from the bank, We were taking a massive gamble in assuming that they'd demand cash, rather than money orders or cheques, but it had to be cash, everything else would be traceable!

"Boss?"

"Yeah Joe"

"They're in the bank"

"Ok, what did they arrive in?"

"Airport taxi, but they've paid him off"

"Great, couldn't be better!"

One of my most trusted employees was a guy named Pete, who we called Zapata on account of his long drooping moustache, he'd been with us over the water and in the Falklands and he'd do anything for a laugh, in fact Pete only had two interests in his life, screwing and laughing. As his CO, I'd once been called to a police barracks in Ballynahinch in Northern Ireland, with the request to "Please come and get this fucking lunatic"

He'd been in a minor car accident and rather than show his army I. D. to any old woodentop, he'd allowed himself to be breath tested, to his immense chagrin it had proved positive and he'd been promptly arrested and quite right too!

On arrival at the station, he'd requested the use of a toilet, but was told he'd have to wait until he'd been processed. Pete being Pete found this totally unacceptable, whipped his pecker out and proceeded to piss all over the charge sheets and the custody Sergeant!

As far as this job was concerned though, the big plus was that Pete had bought (under the influence of course) an old London style, black cab!

"Boss?"

"Joe"

"They're coming out, two big travelling bags boss, they've got it"

Then I heard Pete's cheery voice faintly as he spoke to Joe on Joe's other phone, "Well hows about that then it looks like these two nice people need a taxi!"

…continues in "New Start (ch.6)" – click here to continue…

Part 11

"Slot him Joe" I said quietly.

"No" Frank lunged for Joe desperately, but too late, far too late, the Sten cracked once and the late Billy Bingham crumpled to the floor.

"Have you gone fucking mad?" Frank shouted, "They've got the girls, for fuck's sake, you heard what he just said!"

Amateurs playing my game have always irritated me and Frank was an amateur.

"I'm not new at this Frank, ring Becky now"

"Becky, what's happening there?"

He listened for a minute then said, "Ok, we'll be back soon" and put the phone back in his pocket.

"Sorry Paul, I should have known better!"

Joe looked at me and grinned, "Pete?"

"Of course"

As we'd ran for the car to get down here, I'd told Katie to call Pete and get him there pronto, and to make sure he was tooled up. He'd been there in less than five minutes, parked in the next road and walked down to the river along a little track.

He'd watched from the trees as the four men in balaclavas had come in fast and grabbed the girls, but he'd waited until just after Katie had screamed down the phone at me. The thug who'd tied her was just unzipping himself as she screamed, if I'd listened just a second longer, I might have heard his scream as his penis came away in his hand, a bloody lump of gristle!

The second and third Neanderthals took a 9mm round each, one in the head and the other one in the stomach. The fourth had Sadie round the neck, a wicked looking blade at her throat shouting that he'd cut her, but two well placed rounds in his left knee persuaded him otherwise and he was out of the game too!

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