"Becky, Amy follow me!" I yelled to the girls and turned from the wall and carried to the basement stairs. I released one of 's ass cheeks, swung the door open, and returned my hand to her firm body.
Becky and Amy followed urgently.
snapped her head up when she saw where they were going, "Wait! Daddy! We can't go into the basement! We need to get out into the open!"
I ran my hand up her back; up the back of her cut pink baby-tee and rested it there between her shoulder blades. The warmth from her skin radiated down my forearm, up through my shoulder, and down to my erection.
leaned back against my hand like the back of a chair and looked into my eyes.
I looked at her; "It's okay! The basement's a bomb shelter remember? We can't get out! The best chance we got to survive this is if we go down there! It should stay standing no matter what happens!"
said, "But there's no windows!"
I said, "There's food, water, and a bathroom!" We should be okay!"
Without arguing any further, I returned my hand back to her ass squeezing it as we bounded down the stairs with Becky and Amy close behind. Just as they made it down to the bottom, the house above them made an awful noise. The sound of the wood and plaster breaking apart. The sound of furniture being crushed underneath support beams.
I carried my daughter to the corner of the room and sat back against the wall with still in my lap. The door to the basement suddenly filled in with ceiling and walls, dust and mortar filled the opening and it suddenly became dark in the basement. I reached for a box next to me and pulled out my shelter kit. I turned on the flashlight and pointed it at the basement doorway. Pieces of ceiling were sliding down the stairs.
I felt something touching my arms and I directed the flashlight to my left. The smoothest, tannest teenage leg came into view only three inches from my eyes. It was Becky standing up against the wall beside my. My eyes traveled up her thigh, to the boxer briefs, up along the side of her well-defined abs, up her white tank and to her closed eyes. She was still whimpering and panting to herself. I then directed the flashlight to my right. The pale fishnet clad teenage leg came into view only inches from my eyes. . It was Amy standing up against the wall beside my. My eyes traveled up her black see-through fishnet stocking with tiny skull designs then on up to the attached matching one piece form fitting strapless black corset with a red lace ruffle at top and bottom covering the attached panties and garter belt and to her closed eyes. I could feel them both trembling.
I released my hands from and gently slid my left hand up the back of Becky's bare thigh, over her ass, and up to the small of her back. I then slid my right hand up the back of Amy's bare thigh, over her ass, and up to the small of her back. There I left it there until they finally opened their teary eyes and looked down at me.
"Oh God, Mr. Pierce...I don't want die..." Amy trailed off.
“Call me girls” I reply.
I rubbed their sweaty backs in little circles and shook my head. I looked deep into her large brown eyes and said, "we are all gonna be okay. Just sit down beside me. We will be okay."
Becky and Amy’s legs began to buckle. Their tears were still coming in streams.
"I want my Daddy..." Becky sobbed down at I.
My groin swelled again at the sound of Becky saying Daddy. My erection swelled up in between 's legs, her head buried in her Dad's neck and her knees on either side of her Dad's thighs. I was in the most ideal of places. My right hand rubbed and massaged the small of Amy's smoldering back. And my left hand rubbed and massaged the small of Becky's smoldering back.
I stared up at Becky and Amy intently, "Come here."
Their legs finally gave way and Amy and Becky slid against the wall, down next to I. MY hand following them all the way down. I slide my legs from under 's ass so she only slips down between my legs. Becky straddles my left leg and Amy straddles my right leg they scoot up into my burying their faces into the sides of my neck.
The earthquake trembling was calming down now. It was slight tremor now and the basement was holding underneath the rest of the house that had collapsed on top of them.
As the tremor slowed, I slid my hands down Becky's and Amy’s sweaty backs onto their asses and squeezed them the same as I squeezed carrying her down the stairs. My breaths were staggered as I pulled the three delicious teenage girls into my body. My fingers gripped and squeezed their round asses tightly as their sobbing continued into my neck. Their hands rested against my chest and their knees squeezed my thighs firmly.
"Oh..." I let out as I leaned my head back against the concrete wall of the basement. I felt my cock straining against the confines of jeans as my daughter rubbed against it.
Soon the tremors had ceased and I found that the two girls had fallen asleep in this position, having cried themselves to sleep in my arms. I would've fallen asleep too, but the feeling of these two teenage bombshells' asses in the palms of my hands was driving my insane. Sleep would not come easily, especially when I let my hands roam around their bodies. I couldn't help it. I had to do it. My impulses were getting way too intense to control.
I awoke some hours later. I supposed I was more tired than I originally thought, I didn’t remember falling asleep. My eyes opened slowly I glanced around the basement, making a mental checklist of what was there. First thing I noticed was the fact that there was a dim light illuminating the room. Looking up the stairs I saw cracks of daylight shooting through the ruble. I also assessed that there was no way they’d be going out through that way until someone dug them out. Against the wall were boxes of nonperishable foods that I had stored down here several months ago. After the terrorist attacks, I got caught up in the war propaganda and got a little paranoid. It was a good thing I did. There were also twenty gallons of water. I stored a battery-powered radio, five flashlights, candles, and a cell phone. Also there was a tiny bathroom, with only a toilet and a small sink. I doubted that it worked after the earthquake.
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