Message-ID: <23316asstr$953863805@assm.asstr-mirror.org> From: noiselesshunger@bigfoot.com X-Original-Message-ID: <38da3b16.9157118@earth.hx.sonow.net> X-Original-Path: 210.78.24.132 X-Original-NNTP-Posting-Host: 210.78.24.132 Subject: {ASSM} Gotherige RP, 2 of 5, M/f, inc, w/s * Date: Thu, 23 Mar 2000 21:10:05 -0500 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation X-Story-Submission: X-Moderator-ID: gill-bates, IceAltar New-ish story, posted a month or two ago to alt.sex.stories. 2 of 5. unfinished, and no doubt needs another proofing. codes: M/f, f/f, F/f, inc, w/s, M/F, M/M (but only a little bit), f/m, M/f/m. comments welcomed. will repost as requested. noiselesshunger@bigfoot.com *************************************** But much as I wanted to ease down her tracksuit trousers and fuck her once again, I could not do so with the company we had. So as discreetly as I could I zipped up my still hard cock back inside my trousers, and told her it was about time we went. I took her hand as we left the castle, once more passing the couple who had interrupted our love-play I noted the man's eyes dwell on Penny's sexy, lithe body - I'm sure he was thinking how sexy she was, possibly even wondering if she was as great a fuck as I knew she was. We walked home together, talking of nothing much. By the time we got back to her house, it was growing late in the afternoon, and there wasn't long until I had to go and collect her sisters from school. Penelope and I walked upstairs, first of all to her parents' bedroom. Here, she undressed me, sexily taking off the shirt and trousers I was wearing. As I put the trousers back in the wardrobe, however, I noticed a video tape on the top shelf, partly hidden under a pile of clothes. But then Penelope came over to me and, slipping down my boxers (now slightly stained with my own come) she once again - as she had so many times that day - enveloped my prick in her mouth. The temptation to press her to her parents' bed, the bed where in all probability she had been conceived, and fuck her cunt or bugger her virgin arse, was intense, but I resisted it, instead leading her to her bedroom, where I undressed her, covering her in caresses and kisses as I did so, lifting the duvet on her bed for her to get in, so that her sisters would believe the story that she had been ill and stayed in bed all day. Then I dressed once more in my own clothes, and went to collect her sisters from school. This time I had to wait a little as Eleanor said goodbye to her boyfriend, a slender fair-haired lad of about fourteen. As she was kissing him, her sisters giggled and laughed in the back of the Range-Rover. Once we got back home I did an hour's work, trying to make it look as if I had spent the whole day at my desk, rather than naked with Penelope. But before I left, I quietly walked back into the parents' bedroom and rummaged in the wardrobe. The were several videos up there, and although they only had numbers on them, and no titles, I was pretty sure that the fact they were hidden meant they would be pornographic. I decided to risk borrowing one - since there were several up there I didn't think its loss would be quickly missed. I slipped it into the inside pocket of my jacket and went to look in on Penelope. She had fallen asleep, tired out by her day's sexual activities. I left her sleeping, but took the creamy satin panties she'd been wearing that morning, which still lay crumpled on the floor where I'd taken them off her. Later that night I settled down to watch the video, and I was not disappointed in my expectations, as the title `Les Girls Special' came up. I watched it with mild interest - but after the experiences I'd had that day, with sexy young Penelope, the actions of the various women on screen didn't turn me on hugely. After the programme ended I went to get a drink, and by the time I came back the screen was covered with the black-and-white snowstorm of the blank tape. But just as I was about to switch it off, the screen began to flicker and clear and a second recording began. It was clearly a more amateur production that the first, but when I saw its title my cock twitched, for it was called `Daddy's Delight.' It opened in the living room of a house, with a man of about 35 sitting watching television. The door opened and a young girl, twelve or thirteen years old, came in. She was wearing a girl guide's uniform, a brown shirt and short brown skirt, with white stockings underneath. She had blue eyes and long blonde hair, reaching some way down her back, and she looked close enough alike to the man that it was clear she was really his daughter. She went over to the man and sat on his lap - `I'm home, Daddy!' she said. First they embraced in a passionate kiss, and then the little girl said `can I see it, Daddy?' `Get it out' he told her, whereupon she reached for his zip and took his cock out. `Wank me off' said her father `make me come all over your pretty little face.' She got to her knees, licking and sucking his cock, covering it in kisses and wanking the shaft, holding it with both her small, white hands. After a couple of minutes of this her father groaned `Here it comes!' and began spurting jism all over her face. He took hold of his cock and directed his come over his daughter, spraying the front of her shirt, then pointing it back at her face, coating her lips, eyes and hair in his copious sperm. Then he reached round to the back of her head and pulled her face forward, shoving his cock into her mouth and shooting the last globs of come down her throat. `Oh, yeah, Judy likes that, doesn't she?' he said. `She likes making her Daddy come all over her - swallow it, swallow my come - Dadddy's dirty daughter, oh, yes, suck it down, my sexy little slut.' The girl responded to this equally keenly - `oh, yes, I love it, love making my Daddy come, I love the taste of your cream - does Daddy like coming all over his little girl's face? Does he want to fuck her now?' `Oh, yeah, baby' said her father `Daddy's going to fuck you now. Judy's going to get undressed for him and get well fucked.' Taking her cue, the girl stood up and undressed, dropping her come-splattered shirt on the floor and undoing her bra, kicking off her shoes and sliding her skirt, stocking and panties down all in one. She had long, slender legs and a completely hairless cunt, a flat, smooth belly and small, budding breasts. The sight of her had driven her father back to hardness, and once more his hard prick bobbed out of his trousers. `Daddy's going to fuck his little girl now' he said - `come here.' Once more she sat on his lap, but this time she held the tip of his hard cock up against her cunt. Crouching slightly above him, she held its bulbous head to the lips of her cunt and settled herself down on it. As she did so, her tiny little cunt stretched obscenely round the hard thickness of her father's incestuous prick. Once she had settled herself all the way down, she began to move up and down on her Daddy's cock, rising up until once more its head was just at the entrance to her cunt, then sitting down until she nestled against the hair surrounding his balls. As she did this she made small cries, a mixture of pleasure and pain. Then her father held her by the hips and began to move her up and down on him, saying `yeah, that's it, fuck your Daddy's big old cock, that's it, my little girl likes the feel of her Daddy fucking her, doesn't she? My little twelve-year old sex-toy.' The camera then moved round in front of them, and the father spread his daughter's buttocks open, revealing her pink wrinkled arsehole. He ran his finger over the sphincter, and then pushed it inside. The girl moaned in pleasure and said `Oh that's so dirty, Daddy - fuck me there Daddy, do it in there - fuck my arse.' `You want that? You want me to fuck your sweet little arse? Daddy's little girl is very dirty today.' He lifted her up off his fiercely hard cock, which came out of her stretched cunt with a wet plopping sound, shiny and glistening with her juices. She stood, walked to the end of the sofa, and bent over its arm, her father and the camera following her. Her father's come, the seed which had created her, was still spattered in thick gooey strands over her face and hair. She reached back and with her hands spread open her buttocks, again revealing her sexy pink arsehole. First of all her father squatted on his haunches and began to moisten and lubricate her ringpiece with his tongue, thrusting it inside. When he had covered her well in saliva he stood, and held the tip of his penis up against her sphincter. He paused there a moment, while the camera zoomed into her hand-spread buttocks, showing his large prick lined up, leaking clear pre-come and ready to slip inside her arse. `Do it to me, Daddy, do it to me' she urged him. And gently he began to push. Her arsehole dilated and opened, yielding plastically to the entry of his hot prick. Slowly the head of it penetrated her, and as her ringpiece slipped over the rim of his cockhead, it contracted snugly over the slightly narrower shaft of his cock, moving the skin back as it gripped it with gentle but firm pressure. `Oh Daddy, yes, Daddy, that's it, fuck my arse, come inside my arse, fuck me up there, I'm your dirty little daughter.' Smoothly he slid his penis all the way into his child's arse, until his groin was pressed close against her hands holding her buttocks spread. `Oh, yeah, Judy, Judy, my little girl likes her Daddy's cock in her arse, doesn't she? She likes that, likes being fucked up her bum - Daddy loves buggering his dirty sextoy daughter.' As they talked like this to each other, he began to thrust more quickly, pulling in and out of her distended arsehole - `Does Judy want an arseful of come?' he asked - `oh, Daddy, yes, fill me up, fuck me good - fill me, come in me, do me.' `Here it comes, baby' he said, thrusting his cock all the way into her, then moaning in ecstasy as he began to come. She yelled at this feeling `oh, yeah, Daddy, that's so good, I can feel your come in me - spray me, spray it over me.' `Whatever my baby wants' he replied, pulling his still spurting cock out of her arsehole in one swift move. Her ringpiece eased closed and once again he held his prick close up against it, this time pumping come over her fresh pink arsehole. His jism boiled and bubbled, dripping down her ringpiece and falling between her legs, spattering on the floor below. As his orgasm began to subside, he angled his cock up slightly, firing his last few shots of jism over her back. One spurt landed in her hair, joining the white come already glistening in her golden locks. `Oh, Daddy, thankyou' she murmured. Then the father turned towards the camera and said `Okay. Your turn.' He took the camera from the person holding it, who turned out to be a woman, aged about thirty. She too had golden hair and a strong resemblance to the little girl. She walked over and knelt down in front of the twelve-year old, who was now lying on the sofa, and stooped forward to kiss her. Just before their lips met, the little girl said `Mummy,' and as the elder woman began to passionately kiss and lick her come-spattered daughter, the film faded out. This film, basic and short though it was, blew me away. It was just wild. While I'd been watching it I'd been masturbating with Penelope's used knickers. I'd spurted a big load of come into them just as the father in the video spunked over his daughter's arse after buggering her. But the promise of lesbian action between this twelve-year old and her mother made my cock twitch again, and although the film faded out at that point, I was willing to bet there was a `part two' - and that Penny's father had it in his collection. I'd make sure to look for it. But, just as exciting, was the clear implication of his having such a film - incest and under-age sex were big turn-ons for him. And with Penny having a strong sexual desire for her father, it seemed to me that with a little bit of planning I could get all three of us together. It would satisfy her desire as well as be a great turn on for me, if I could get her father to fuck her. Chapter 5. Revelations. Over the weekend I watched and re-watched the child-porn video again and again. The little girl in it was very sexy, with a cute button nose and an apple-round face, and her enjoyment of being fucked and buggered by her father was a great turn on. When Monday came round I went to work, knowing I would have to find a quiet moment to return the film - but also hoping to be able to search for the second part of it, if such a thing existed. By the time I got to work, the girls had all left for school, and I found my desk piled high with things I needed to attend to. Andrew, my boss [the girls' father], was in and out of my office all day. There was a subtle change in our attitude toward each other. Part of this was just because I knew he was into young girls, like I was. I knew that he wanted to fuck his own daughter - and I knew I already had. But there was more to it than this. I felt a change in his attitude to me. He was more confidential, somehow, and he acted like we were sharing a secret. But what that secret was, I couldn't tell. If he knew I was fucking his kid, I would have expected a very different reaction from him, and if he had noticed the missing tape, I would have expected him to ask me about it. Neither of these things happened, and when I got a chance to sneak into his bedroom and replace the video I saw that there was a tape stuck out at the front of the shelf. I looked at it, and saw that it had a label on it saying `part II.' This was more than mere coincidence, and it seemed likely to me that I was meant to take it. I did. Later that night, at home, I settled down to watch the film, assuming it would be a continuation of the incestuous lesbian coupling between the sexy twelve year old and her mother. But I was wrong. The film opened in an entirely different room than that which in the father and mother had debauched their child. This new room was somehow familiar - and then I felt a jolt of shock in my guts as I recognised it. It was Penelope's room. But it was from an odd angle. It was looking into her room though one of the walls, and was high up enough for the view to cover most of the room. The explanation was obvious. There must have been a peephole bored between the `little gritchings' and Penelope's room. But what came next really shocked me. It was me, walking into the bedroom, with Penelope in my arms. I watched the film as it showed our passionate kissing, and me undressing her, taking of her shirt and covering her in kisses. I heard our words played back to me:- me saying `You are so sexy, so terribly sexy' and her reply, `let me take your shirt off' as she undressed me, followed by `I have missed this' as she sucked my cock, and then my `let me take your skirt off, baby.' I watched in horrified but stimulated fascination as I saw me undress his thirteen-year old daughter, kiss and lick her, nuzzle her breasts, let her run her finger into my arse, 69 her, and finally cover her in my come. Watching a film of me making love to a thirteen-year old girl was quite enough to make me come, but as I subsided from my orgasm, I reflected that Andrew, her father, knew I was fucking his kid, and was aware that I knew he knew. But also I realised he must have been spying on her for some time, and that he had an elaborate recording set-up so that he could safely enjoy her nakedness. I spent much of that night thinking about how to proceed. I ran through various plans in my mind, but, ultimately, the best plan I could come up with was to be straightforward about matters. So the next day when I came into work I left the video on my desk, and when Andrew came in I handed it to him. `Thanks' I said - ` enjoyed it.' He gave me a cool, appraising look at this, and then said `So - how was she?' `She was something else - and she's got a real thing for you.' I told him about how his daughter had dressed me in his clothes - how she had called me `Daddy' when we fucked. As I told him I could see his cock swell and stiffen in his trousers. `Want me to get her for you?' I asked. `I've wanted to fuck her since she was about eleven' he replied - `and over the last few months I've come damn close to trying to have her - but I always held back - it's risky enough filming her, but fucking her cold lead to all sorts of problems, and anyway, I thought it might disgust her. But obviously I was wrong. Damn, if she wasn't at school I'd go and fuck her right now. I've got the next-best idea, though - come with me.' With that, we went over to the store-cupboard between Penelope and Miranda's bedrooms. He took a key from the pocket and opened the door. Inside there was a sophisticated set-up, cameras buried high up in the walls, clearly looking into not only Penelope's room but Miranda's, as well. There was also a TV and VCR set up. Andrew selected a tape from a pile by the TV, and slid it into the video. The recording was of a very high quality - clearly, this was expensive equipment. The film began in Miranda's empty bedroom. She came in, dressed in her school uniform, and unselfconsciously began to undress, swiftly slipping off her tie, unbuttoning her shirt, and slipping off her short grey school skirt. Then she reached behind her back and undid the clasp on her bra, freeing her just-developing breasts. But then she slipped on a short pink nightie, keeping her knickers on. Not much of a show, I thought to myself, even though the sight of her just-formed breasts had caused my cock to twitch. Next, the film flicked to a view of Penelope's room. The door opened and Penny walked in, wearing only a towel and with dripping wet hair. Obviously, she had just come from the shower. Pushing the door shut until the latch clicked, she undid the tuck at the top of the towel which was holding it firmly to her body, and began to dry herself. First she vigorously rubbed her sexy hair, tousling it into untidy peaks. As she rubbed her sweet small breasts wobbled slightly but firmly. She then moved to drying the rest of her lithe body, stretching and exposing herself as she did so. Lastly, she sat on the bed, still naked, with her legs folded under her, and used a hair-dryer to finish off her hair. Then she took down her nightie from behind the door. But instead of putting it on, she just laid it over the rail at the foot of the bed. Then she plumped up the pillows at the head of the bed and lay on it, still naked. She closed her eyes and lay still. For the space of a minute, then two she did not move at all. She just lay there, breathing slowly and gently. After two minutes or so had passed, a faint smile twitched on her face, accompanied by a slow blush, rising over her cheeks. Then she moved her right hand and, placing it on her right thigh, slowly drew it up over her body, lingeringly drawing over her flat belly and up her torso. She traced her fingers over her right breast, and continued moving them up, running them over her neck and caressing her own face, licking her index finger as she did so. Then she moved her hand back down to her breast, and slowly circled her moistened finger over one nipple, using her other fingers to cup and caress her breast. Next, she put her left index finger into her mouth, then used it to massage and stimulate her other breast. While she was doing this I could see her chest rise and fall more quickly, and a flush of blood spread across it, as she slowly became more aroused. This film was having a similar effect on me, and I grew more and more aroused as Andrew and I watched this film of his daughter pleasuring herself. From time to time she would move one hand away from her breasts, and circle and tease her body with it. But she did not at all touch her cunt until she had been lying there playing with herself for nearly ten minutes. When she had reached a certain peak of stimulation, she slipped both hands in tandem down to her sweet cunt. At first she just gently ran her fingers over her most intimate area, avoiding the clitoris, but then she again wetted a finger with spittle and then began to masturbate in earnest. She laid her right index finger at the base of the cleft of her cunt, and slowly drew it upwards until she reached her clitoris. Gently, lightly, she began to swirl her finger over this most pleasurable spot of her body. After a moment or two of this, while still wanking her clitoris at a slow, almost experimental pace, she licked her other finger and inserted a little way inside her vagina. This caused her to speed up her circular motions over her clit, and as she speeded up, she began to run her other finger in and out of her cunt more quickly. But as she began to bring herself towards orgasm, she was interrupted by a knock at the door. Visibly, it made her jump. `Wh - who it it?' she asked, in a guilty voice. `Me' a soft girlish voice replied - `Me, I'm on my own - .' Penelope's startled expression had relaxed at the word `me' - but when the voice said `I'm on my own' she immediately regained the expression of excitement that had been on her face before this interruption. She jumped up off the bed - but instead of slipping on her nightie, as I had expected, she padded over to the door and opened it, standing behind so as to use it as a shield, and peeking round it. The voice at the door had been that of Miranda, her eleven year old blonde sister, wearing the nightie we had seen her put on a few minutes before. Miranda came in and gave Penelope a long admiring glance as she shut the door behind her. `Guess what I've been doing?' said Penelope, in a teasing voice. `Oh, I don't know' replied Miranda, equally playfully - `give me a clue!' This seemed to be an established routine between them. `A clue?' said Penelope, pretending to muse. `I know - try this.' And with that comment she held out the finger she had had in her cunt just a few moments before. Miranda opened her mouth and took the finger in, licking and sucking the slight sheen of moisture off it. `Ooh - I know that taste!' said Miranda - `I know what you've been doing - you've been doing naughty things to yourself.' `That's it!' said Penelope - `so now you get a prize.' With which, she placed her hands on the younger girl's shoulders and drew Miranda towards her. And then their lips met in a fond kiss. It was sisterly at first, just a chaste peck on the lips, but very quickly it gave way to more passionate kissing. The two girls opened their mouths wide, mingling tongues and mashing lips. The sound of mouth on mouth and the accompanying murmurs of rising erotic pleasure were perfectly audible. Penelope lifted Miranda's nightie off her, leaving the younger girl in just a pair of panties. The sisters fell together on the bed, Miranda straddling Penelope's chest, and showering down kisses upon her, covering her face, her lips, her eyes, in loving kisses. Then she moved over Penelope's chin and down the hollow of her neck, licking and kissing alternately as she did so, making her way towards her elder sister's adolescent breasts. She sucked and kissed at these, making Penelope moan in pleasure. Miranda was getting very turned on by this, too -`oh, yes, mmm, Penny, you're so sexy.' Her tongue soon covered Penelope's breasts in a sheen of saliva, and I could see clearly how her nipples had hardened and erected. Miranda followed this by planting a trail of kisses across Penelope's smooth, flat belly, down towards her thighs, which she also covered in kisses. After a moment of this she knelt between Penelope's legs, and attacked the seat of pleasure itself, kissing gently over her sister's cunt, and then delicately prising her lips open to kiss and caress her even more intimately. Penny responded to this sexual attack eagerly, lifting one foot and slipping it into the band of Miranda's panties, easing them down towards her knees. Miranda, her cunt still obscured from the camera due to her crouching position over her sister, darted her tongue in and out of Penelope's spread-open pussy, licking at it with an expression of intense enjoyment at this incestuous pleasure on her face. Penelope groaned `Oh, god, Miranda, yes, Mirry, that's it, lick me, do me, oh, sister, oh Mirry, Miranda, Mirry, put a finger in me, do it, yes.....' But as her moans of pleasure tailed off into incoherence she muttered `turn over me,' and at this prompt, Miranda reversed her position so that she was squatting over her elder sister's face. As she did so she shucked off her panties off from round her ankles, letting them drop to the floor. Penelope raised her head slightly to reach the eleven year-old's cunt, but really she was too far gone in her own pleasure to be able to return it to her sister. Even so, the close-up view of her sister's intimacies seemed to heighten her pleasure, and her cries became louder. She reached her hands up and smoothed and caressed Miranda's lower back, her buttocks and thighs, but her sister's ministrations were driving her close to orgasm, and as she approached that highest pleasure her hands slowed and froze over her sister's arse. This had the charming effect of displaying Miranda's sexy puckered arsehole to the voyeuristic view of the camera and thereby my and her father's eyes. Penelope, having reached the highest point, now uttered a few disjointed squeaks - `yes- yes - ah, yes - ' as she teetered at the edge of her orgasm. As then she dropped into it, rocketing down into the pleasure of coming, the meteors and explosions of sexual ecstasy. She arched and bucked under her sister, her back rising off the bed and her neck and head bending back on the pillow. The only noise she made now was a muted whimper, and as she tossed and writhed I could see a film of sweat break out on her body. Her fingers dug hard into her sister's buttocks, dimpling the flesh and turning it red where they pressed. Penny's orgasmic bliss continued for what seemed like nearly a minute before she eased out of it and slowed back to normality. Then, in one quick move, she rolled her sister off her, and, pressing her to the bed, swung one leg over her body and sat up, so that she was now straddling the eleven year old. This revealed Miranda's cunt to the camera for the first time. It was absolutely smooth and hairless. Tenderly, Penny leant down to kiss Miranda, saying `Hey, that was great, Mirry, really great. I love you.' Once more the girls' kissing grew quickly more intense and passionate, Penelope thrusting her tongue into Miranda's mouth, running slender fingers through her blonde hair. `I'm going to do you now, Sis' she said, kissing over Miranda's face, licking a trail of saliva down towards her just-budding breasts. `Your tits are so sexy, Mirry' she breathed `I love to kiss and taste you there.' Penelope raised herself on her knees slightly as she leaned down to taste her sister's breasts, and, since she was a year or two more mature, her buttocks were a little more open, and once more a sexy young girl's arsehole was exposed to the camera and our lascivious eyes. Penelope followed her sister's method of stimulation by soon moving towards Miranda's cunt, again kissing down her belly as she did so, this time swirling a tongue in Miranda's belly-button, which just had the effect of making the eleven year old wriggle and laugh. But Miranda's laughs soon stopped when Penelope began to taste her cunt. The camera gave an excellent view of Penny's tongue as she sucked and licked Miranda's cunt, enjoying the taste of her pre-teen sister's smooth, bald sex. Penelope pursed her lips and carefully sucked at her sister's clitoris. I had wondered if a girl of eleven would be able to come, but Miranda's reaction to this stimulation answered my question. Penelope's mouth on her clit made Miranda gasp with keen joy, yet rather than further stimulate her sister by inserting a finger into Miranda's young cunt, Penny instead wetted an index finger in her mouth and pressed it against Miranda's arsehole. `Oh, yeah, do that' urged Miranda - and so Penelope pressed gently, and her finger smoothly disappeared into Miranda's rectum, up to the first joint, then to the first knuckle and, after a moment, in as far as it could go. All this time, Penelope was still kissing and licking Miranda's clitoris, and she also moved her free hand up to toy with Miranda's tiny breasts, tweaking first one nipple, then the other. The effect of the stimulation of arse, cunt and tits soon had its effect, and Miranda began to orgasm. Her pleasure was more active than her sister's, and as she orgasmed she tossed around on the bed and pressed her legs hard against the side of Penelope's head. Her orgasm did not last as long as her more mature sister's had, and after ten or fifteen seconds, she sat up, put her arms round her sister, and kissed her lovingly. `That was great, Pen' she said `I love you.' And, with that, she slipped on her nightie, picked up her panties, and, carrying them scrunched in her hand, left the room. At this point, the video ended. Both Andrew and I had big bulges in our trousers. `Well? What do you think of that?'' he asked `God, I need some relief' was my reply. `Me too' he said. `Let's go to her room' I suggested. He agreed to this and we left the store cupboard and went into Penny's room. As I had done several times before, I rummaged in her laundry basket and picked out a pair of panties. Then I dropped to my knees in front of Andrew and undid his zip. I eased his erect penis out of his boxers and wrapped his daughter's panties round the hard shaft. Slowly I began to masturbate him, running the soft fabric up and down his thick veiny cock. He was already leaking pre-come, and I stooped forward and took the head of his penis in my mouth, just using my thumb and forefinger to wank him. This stimulation, combined with the video, meant that he did not last long, and after a couple of minutes he groaned, placed his hands on my head, and thrust his cock hard into my mouth. Then he began to come, shooting thick globs of sperm into my mouth. Eagerly I swallowed it all down, relishing the taste, pressing his come against the roof of my mouth with my tongue. As his prick began to soften he said `your turn.' I lay down on his daughter's bed, the bed where she had given me her virginity, my cock bursting for relief. Andrew took the same knickers I had used, now additionally soiled with spurts of his come, and, freeing my penis from its constraints, began to toss me off until I too came, spurting my hot come partly over his face and partly into his mouth. As my orgasm ended, he wiped my come off his face with his daughter's knickers and dropped them back in her laundry basket. Our passions both subsided, we returned to the day's work. Later on that afternoon we discussed how to proceed. Half-term was coming up in a couple of weeks, and I suggested that this would be a good time to get the rest of the family out of the house, so that we could enjoy his thirteen year old daughter without fear of discovery. Although I'd told Andrew that Penelope was sexually attracted to him, he was still doubtful, and he was sure she would not let him fuck her `cold', so to speak. We planned for him to `catch' us making love, hoping that her desires would be stimulated enough for her to act on her secret fantasy. But the fortnight until half term was hard going. It was a busy period at work, which was bad enough, but having Penelope around the house in the afternoons and not being able to fuck her was intensely frustrating. It was not all caged desire, however, for later on the following week, when she returned from swimming, she quietly let herself into my office and, walking up to me, asked `What're you doing?' - reminding me of the first `come-on' line she had used some time before. Her manner was a little hesitant - because we hadn't fucked each other for a while she had lost some of her sexual boldness - she didn't seem sure I was still interested. I made it easy for her `I'm thinking of your sexy little body, girl, and when I'm next going to have it to myself.' She both smiled and blushed at this. `Let me see you' I said. She pulled up the skirt she was wearing and slipped down her panties. I leaned forward and briefly kissed and licked her cunt, running my tongue over her clitoris, making her breathe in fast, thick pants. `Me - you' was all she could mutter. I understood, sat up, and eased my hard prick (it had been hard more or less all week) out of my trousers. She went down on her knees and began to blow me, gently massaging my foreskin up and down over the hard head of my cock, running her tongue over it, licking round the rim. She sucked as much of it as she could fit into her mouth, moving up and down on me with maddening effect. I'd been in such a state of desire all week that I lasted barely thirty seconds, and then I was exploding a huge orgasm into her throat, pumping shot after shot of hot, fast come into her sexy schoolgirl mouth. There was of course far too much for her to swallow. She moved her head back a little so that her lips were sealed round the head of my still-shooting penis. I felt my come build up around my prick as it filled her mouth. Then it began to leak out of her lips at the corners of her mouth, and down over her chin, dripping onto her skirt and folded legs below. As my orgasm subsided, she let slip my prick from her mouth, and as two final spurts lazily spattered over her white shirt, she swallowed the come in her mouth. I lifted to her feet, kissed her lips - still shiny with semen - said `thanks, babe, that was great.' She smiled, and, with that, skipped out of the room, dabbing at her face with a tissue. But after a brief respite, I found that this interlude only stoked my fires higher. It would be hard to survive until half-term with such intermittent relief. So before I left that night I asked Andrew `have you got the real "part two"?' `I thought you might want to borrow it' he said - `I'll bring it for you now.' Later that night I settled down to watch the film, looking forward to a good wank. It began just before where the other one had left off, with the father easing his cock out of his daughter's arse and spraying come over her. This was all the more erotic because I watched it knowing the filming was being done by the girl's mother. Then the camera-exchange followed, and the father began to film as the mother knelt down in front of her come-covered daughter. She was dressed for easy sex, barefoot, in a figure-hugging t-shirt and tight red hotpants. As she leaned down to kiss the child, the girl opened her mouth, stretching a string of come between her lips as she did so. Her mother brushed this away with a swipe of her tongue, and then the two females began to kiss, twining tongues and mashing their lips together. The girl, Judy, held her hand up over her mother's head, pulling her in closer and tousling her hair. `Let me undress you, Mummy' she said, sitting up and patting the sofa, indicating that her mother should lie down. The older woman did this, and her naked come-covered daughter sat over her, straddling her across the top of her leggings. She leaned down to kiss her mother, and as their tongues once again mingled and twined the camera moved round their bodies, closing behind the little girl to show her arsehole exposed where her buttocks had spread open due to her leaning forward. Then she sat up, and began to massage her mother's tits through the t-shirt. While she was doing this the older woman reached up and scooped blobs of now cooled semen from the child's hair, feeding them both into her own mouth and her daughter's. As the mother sat up slightly to slip the t-shirt off over her head, the girl's nimble fingers reached round and unhooked her bra, letting her breasts swing free. She lay back down on the sofa, and the twelve-year old once more leaned forward, this time to suck and caress her mother's tits. Then she reached for her skin-tight trousers, sliding them down the older woman's legs and peeling down her panties with them as she did so. Kneeling at her mother's feet, Judy slipped the trousers and knickers off her mother, and then crawled slightly forward and lowered her face to the older woman's cunt. The mother reached down and held her cunt lips open, and her daughter thrust her tongue in, kissing and licking, both women moaning with pleasure. Next, the little girl moved up to the clitoris, sucking and nibbling it, making her mother cry out in delight. Then her father, keeping the two women in view all the time, set the camera up on a tripod at the head of the sofa, near where his wife's head was. At this, his daughter reversed her position and began to sixty-nine with her mother, who eagerly began to kiss and suck her child's hairless cunt, still spattered with globs of come. She moved a hand up to spread the child's buttocks open for the camera, exposing her wrinkled little rosebud, leaking a slow trickle of sperm from her recent arse-fuck with her father. The mother craned her neck up and took a long lick at her daughter's arsehole, cleaning up the shiny smeared semen. Then the father's stiff cock appeared on the screen, his hand frenziedly wanking it. The mother carried on licking and kissing the girl's cunt, still holding her arse cheeks spread wide-open, even probing inside her rectum with one slender finger. The girl's cries of excitement rose higher and higher. `I'm coming' she panted - at which, her father blasted another load of hot come over her arsehole, and as it gushed down the crack of the little girl's buttocks, it dripped over her face and chin. The father, holding the girl by the his, moved her back a little, so that the thick, slimy trail of his semen dribbled directly into the older woman's eagerly opened mouth. As it did so, the mother, too, flushed with pleasure of her orgasm. The sight of their mutual orgasm pushed me over the edge, and as I sat watching them as they all cuddled on the floor in front of the sofa, indiscriminately kissing and caressing, I came, spurting thick come into a bunched-up pair of Penelope's used panties wrapped around my cock. I told myself, as the video faded out, that the next load would be in her mouth. The following week at work passed very slowly. It was erotic agony to be in the same house as Penelope but not to be able to touch her, taste her. But clearly she too shared my impatience. One afternoon when I'd just gone into the toilet to take a piss, I heard a soft tap on the door, and Penelope's voice saying `It's me.' I slid the bolt back, opened the door, and let her in, locking it behind her. She hadn't been long home from school, and was still in her uniform. She sat down on the toilet bowl and said `I want it.' `You want me to piss on you?' I asked, my cock already beginning to stiffen. `Yes' she replied. So I freed my penis from my trousers and moved up in front of her. Her open mouth was level with my cock and, pointing my prick at her face, I relaxed, and began to piss. Because my cock was half-stiff already, my piss came out in spurts, and the first few of these hit her in her face. But as my flow became more steady, I angled it into her mouth, filling her with my hot yellow urine. She let her mouth half-fill with piss before gulping it down, but, as she swallowed, she closed her mouth, causing the stream of urine to run over her lips and flow down onto her shirt. As her shirt got wet, it stuck close to her skin and turned translucent, beginning to highlight her bra through the material. It was such a sexy sight that I wanted to see more, so I directed my flow directly over her shirt, soaking her school uniform, pissing through her shirt onto her bra, soaking her small breasts in my urine. Her bra turned translucent under the flow, showing clearly her sweet red nipples, raised and erect in sexual excitement. As I pissed over her, she leaned back, eyes closed in rapture, and, revelling in the feel of the hot fluid spurting across her body, she lifted up her skirt to reveal a pair of pale yellow knickers. I pissed onto her panties, soaking them so that they revealed the outline of her young cunt. As my stream slackened and stopped, I moved my prick back to her lips. She opened her mouth and took me inside, sucking greedily on it. Then she said `My turn.' She undid my belt, and took down my trousers and boxers, and had me sit down on the toilet. Facing me, she slipped down her damp knickers, and sat on my knees, straddling me. The feel of her skin next to mine was intense, and my prick rose up hard, pressing against her young cunt. She laid her head against my chest, and began to piss. I lifted up her skirt to watch as the hot stream of her urine sprayed over my stiff cock, splashing onto my belly and running down over my balls into the toilet bowl. I reached a hand down and spread my fingers into her flow, enjoying the sensation of her hot piss running over my hand. I brought my hand up to my mouth, to taste it, licking the moisture off my fingers, relishing the intimate savour. As I licked the moisture off my hand, she reached down and placed hers on my cock, holding the tip of my penis with just her thumb and forefinger. She was still pissing as she did this, and her piss now ran over her fingers as well as my cock. Slowly, delicately, she began to wank me, and I was so horny by the time I exploded in orgasm she had not even finished pissing. The come gushing from my stiff penis fired directly into the stream of her piss, its bright whiteness mixing with the yellow of her urine. As her stream slackened off, I pumped hot, thick strands of jism over her naked little cunt, covering the underside of her turned-up school skirt in come, and spraying her thighs with my seed. As my orgasm subsided she looked up at me, and our lips met in a long drawn-out kiss. After a moment of this, I stood up slowly, so that she slid off my knees and stood up also. She bent down and picked up her knickers, wiping them over her come-spattered cunt. Her shirt, damp with my urine, lay wetly against her body. `You better change out of that, baby' I said to her. She smiled and began to undo the shirt, slipping it off to show her piss-soaked bra, which she also removed. My cock began to rise once more at the sight of her naked chest, her small perky boobs. I leaned forward and began to suck and nuzzle her breasts, and this was enough to tip her into the orgasm she deserved for giving me mine. She came quietly but intensely, pressing her hands into my head, shaking slightly and biting her lips with pleasure. As she came down from her orgasm she let out a long breath, and whispered `Thank-you, I needed that.' Then she asked me to pass her a towel, so that she could take a shower. The thought of staying and sharing this with her was appealing - but with her parents and sisters in the house it was impossibly risky. And so, reluctantly, I left her to it, pressing my ear against the bathroom door before I opened it to make sure there was no-one nearby. Half an hour after this, she padded into my office, wrapped in just a towel, carrying her piss-stained shirt and bra. `Can you take care of these?' she asked `Mummy will go spare if she finds them.' I took the damp clothes from her, kissing her and sliding a hand under the towel and over her sweet cunt. She pressed against my hand, enjoying the feel, but then left to dress. Chapter 6. Penelope and her Father The next day, her father and I discussed Penelope's half-term, which was getting close. He'd thought of an ideal way that we could get her alone. He needed to make a trip to France, and thought that we should all go together. On previous trips abroad he'd taken his elder daughters in turn, so it would seem natural enough to bring Penelope along now. I thought it was a great idea. And so, the following Saturday morning, we all set off for the three day trip. Now so far Penelope thought her father was bringing her along just for a treat, rather than because he wanted to see me fuck her and to fuck her himself - but even so, she had still whispered to me that she was sure we'd find some time alone together `to have fun.' Sex was on her mind - but she had no idea just what a sexual experience we had planned for her over the coming days. Penelope's mother drove us to London, to catch the Eurostar from Waterloo International. As we parted she kissed her husband goodbye, and gave her daughter a lingering hug - `I know you'll have a good time, Penny' she said, kissing the girl affectionately on the lips. As she did this, her hand dropped down her daughter's body, brushing over her sexy arse, clad in blue jeans, and while this seemed a perfectly innocent gesture, I noticed what seemed like a glint of expectation in her mother's eyes, a flush of pleasure on her face. But I put this down to my own erotic expectations of the coming days making everyone seem as turned-on as I was.An hour or so after this, we three were sitting in a reserved compartment on the train, picking up speed towards the channel. Penelope was chattering away excitedly, her father doing his best to keep up with her constant flow of questions. After half an hour of this he said `You're tiring me out - why don't you pester David for a while? I'm going to get us something to drink!' As soon as he'd gone Penelope moved from her seat and sat in my lap, her legs straddling mine. `I thought he'd never go!' she said - `kiss me!' `I've been wanting to all morning' I told her, as I leaned towards her, covering her mouth with mine. The carriage became silent except for the soft sound of our mingling lips and tongues as we explored each other's mouths. As the train tore through the channel tunnel, at high speed and under deep, cold water, I kissed this sexy thirteen-year old, massaging her small breasts through the soft top she wore, moving my hand down to rub her crotch through her jeans. She moaned excitedly at this treatment, which encouraged me further. I began to pull her top out from where she'd tucked it into her jeans, and when it was all free, I slid my hand between the band of her trousers and her belly, probing down with my fingers and the palm of my hand until I reached the top of her panties. I began my exploration of her secrets by cupping my fingers over her cunt through the fabric of her knickers, feeling the soft friction of the cotton against the pads of my fingers, and then I slipped a finger across her thigh and under the vee of the panties' crotch. At first I slid my finger up and down the groove of her lightly-haired young cunt, pausing at the top to swirl over her clitoris, and then I probed inside her with my forefinger, as delicately and gently as I could. She moaned and wriggled on my lap at this stimulation, twirling her tongue in my mouth with extra frenzy. She moved a hand down to massage my already stiff penis through my trousers. `I want to kiss it!' she muttered. This was a very dangerous idea - but I couldn't resist the appeal of it. `We'll have to be quick, baby' I told her, reaching down to slide open my zip and free my cock from its confines. It sprang up eagerly, poking hard and keen out of my fly and between her legs. `Oh, it's big, it's pleased to see me' she murmured, grasping the shaft with one hand and using the other to smear the already drooling pre-come over my cockhead. With slow but keen fascination she began to masturbate me. I marvelled at the rapt pleasure on her face, for each time she held my cock she acted like it was the first time she had ever done so. Sex was an endlessly new mystery to her - each time as potent and exciting as the first. She stood up, and knelt to suck and lick my cock, running her tongue into my piss-hole and reaching a hand down inside my boxers to massage my balls. She was good, very good. `Oh, Penny, baby, yeah, yes, Penny, sexy, baby, my little fuckpiece, my sextoy' I moaned in sexual ecstasy, using the words from the porn video I'd watched, while the train rocked through the darkness of the tunnel. I was unable to hold back, and began to come in her mouth, coating her warm tongue and pearly teeth with ropes of fresh semen. But she had already become an adept cocksucker. She moved her mouth back until her lips just covered the tip of my still-spurting cock so that she was easily able to let my ejaculation fill her mouth. And when I'd filled her with my whole orgasm, she slipped her lips off my wilting prick, and, holding her head tipped back, parted her teeth and lips to show me a mouth full of pearlescent white come. Then, her eyes closed in rapture, she pressed her lips closed and swallowed the hot sticky liquid, squeezing a few drops of my jism out of the edges of her lips as she did so. She remained crouching between my knees for a few moments, savouring the taste of my come in dreamy bliss, the cooling drops of it running down her chin. I slid my hands under her shoulders and raised her to her feet, bringing her face towards mine for one more kiss. I tasted come as our tongues mingled, and, when our lips parted, I ran my tongue over her face to clean her up. Finally I kissed her eyelids and forehead, and then she sat back in her seat, getting a magazine from her bag as we both waited for her father's return, pretending nothing had happened in his absence. Later, however, as we drew towards Paris, Penelope left the compartment to use the toilet, and when her father and I were alone, he said `I see you took advantage of my absence?' Even though there were few secrets between us now, I still felt a start of guilt. `How do you know?' I asked. He pointed to the floor of the carriage - to a few spots of drying come, which neither Penelope or I had noticed in our excitement. `Ah - I see...' was all I could think of to say to this evidence. Andrew smiled - `Well - I just hope she's as hot for the rest of the trip!' The remainder of the journey passed uneventfully. We stopped for the afternoon in Paris, having lunch and looking at a few sights, before travelling on to Dijon, at the top of the Cote D'Or, arriving at the Hotel du Jura at about nine o' clock. Penelope was pretty tired by this time, and wanted to go to bed. `Why don't you take her to her room while I fill in the registration forms?' her father said to me, flashing me a quick grin while his daughter's back was turned. I agreed, picking up our bags, and as Penelope padded up the stairs in front of me I feasted my eyes on her sexy little arse and lithe legs, looking forward to three days of sexual exploration with this uninhibited thirteen year old girl and her father. Andrew had booked large rooms, and though we each had our own separate room, they were close together on an otherwise isolated spur running off a larger corridor. One door was at the end of this smaller corridor, with the other two to the left and right of it. The usefulness of this separation made my cock twitch in anticipation, but when I found that the three rooms had been designed as a family complex, and were all connected by internal doors, I saw that Andrew must have worked out these arrangements specifically. I thought it unlikely that Penelope would realise this, - at least, not yet, anyway. But when she chose the middle of the three rooms, and noticed the connecting doors on either side, the colour rose in her cheeks and her eyes dilated. I couldn't tell if this was just because she saw we'd have access to each other, or whether she thought she might be able to act on her incestuous desires towards her father, but it was clear enough that there was something erotic in her mind. She flung herself down on the bed and, bold and sexy, and, still with her endearingly shy way of speaking, said `I'd really like to do it, right now... I've been thinking about it all day...' As she said this, she slipped a hand inside her jeans, and began to masturbate, looking at me with a wicked grin on her face. But then, as if to tease me, she pulled her hand out, jumped to her feet, and announced `I'm going to bed.' My face must have fallen at this, because she walked over to one of the interconnecting doors and, sliding back the bolt which locked it from her side, said `...but you can wake me up in a few hours, if you want...' My cock twitched at this, and she saw it stiffen and rise. `Naughty boy... but he'll have to wait until later for his lesson!' she said to me - `now go and have dinner with Daddy - I want to sleep!' with that, the precocious thirteen-year old ushered me out of her bedroom and shut the door on me. I was slightly taken aback at my abrupt dismissal, but as I began to walk back downstairs, her door opened again and she peeked her head round it. `Come here!' she ordered. I obeyed, walking a few paces back to her. When I got to the door she reached her arm towards me, extending a slightly glistening finger. `A starter for your dinner' she said, giggling. I understood what she meant, and stooped forward to take her finger in my mouth. It tasted, of course, of her sweet adolescent cunt. Lovingly, I licked and sucked the taste of her girlish vagina from her finger, and when I had done this she said `now go to Daddy!' - and so, my prick raging between my legs, I went back downstairs to eat. As her father and I ate we quietly discussed our plans for his seduction of his daughter over a bottle of Gevrey-Chambertin. `Looking forward to tonight?' he asked. `Oh, yes - she's so hot for it - god, you'll love her - she's so cute, sexy - and she really wants you. You'll love the feel of her - the taste of her cunt - her sweet little tits - her arse - all of her.' We planned that I should go to her room later on that night and fuck her, and that when she was at the height of her passion her father would come in. That way, he thought, she'd have no inhibitions about asking him to fuck her.So, later on that night, I made my way to bed. I undressed and slipped on a dressing-gown, before quietly letting myself through the connecting door into Penelope's room, I hoped to find her asleep, to have the pleasure of waking her to fuck her. I found my way to her bedside lamp and turned it on. She was asleep, with just her head and nightgown-clad shoulders visible. Gently, I lifted back the duvet to expose her upper body and admire her small breasts, peaked against the fabric of her night-dress. Her nipples were slightly erect, even in sleep, and showed through the material. The sight of her lying there, so innocent but yet so full of desires made my cock stiffen and leap. Her clothes were piled near her bed from when she'd undressed, her knickers rolled down into the top of her trousers. I took them out, pressing the gusset to my nose, smelling the scent of her day-long arousal. Then, wrapping them round my cock, I began to masturbate slowly, watching her sleeping form, listening to her quiet breathing. As my cock began to leak pre-come I bent my knees slightly, and pressed it to her half-open lips, smearing the clear liquid across them. She moaned lightly, and I gently pressed harder, easing her perfect white teeth apart. This was enough to wake her up, and as her eyes opened and she took in what was happening to her, she smiled - as much as she could with my fat cock in her mouth - with pleasure at seeing me. She opened her mouth wider, sucking me in, and moved a hand to the base of my cock to begin wanking me. I moved onto the bed, straddling my knees over her, feeling her soft tits pressing through her night-dress against my arse and balls. I held a hand behind her neck, lifting her head to make it easier for her to suck me. As she licked and suckled at my hard cock I moved my hips, rotating myself over her breasts, stimulating her. She opened her mouth to moan at this, I withdrew my cock, and wiped it all over her pretty young face, leaving trails of pre-come over her cheeks, eyelids and forehead. I tousled her sexy black hair with the swollen tip of my prick before plunging it back in her open waiting mouth. I let her caress me until I was close to orgasm before withdrawing from her mouth and moving down the bed, trailing my hard cock over her night-dress as I did so, again leaving a trail of pre-come down it. As I shucked down her body, the fabric was pulled tight against her, compressing her perky little tits against her chest, making her now fully aroused nipples stand out harder through the material. I kissed her belly and thighs before turning up her night-dress to expose her sexy girlish cunt, already slick with moisture, a little plump and swollen from her arousal. At first I just inhaled the clear sexy scent, before kissing her there lightly. But then I went to work with a will, parting her lips with my tongue and thrusting it up into her, before moving up to kiss and nuzzle her small but aroused clitoris. She put her hands to my head, gripping me hard and moaning - but otherwise she lay still, revelling in the sensation of my tongue, teeth and lips playing over her cunt. Moving slightly so that she took her hands from my head, I raised her legs to expose her wrinkled pink arsehole nested between her firm white buttocks, poking my tongue up against her most intimate hole, pressing it past the elastic barrier of her sphincter and into her rectum as far as it could reach. While I did this I continued massaging her clitoris with a finger, and under the double stimulation of anal and vaginal pleasure she began to writhe and moan more loudly. The musky taste of her arse was extremely erotic, but I got an even higher kick from gently running my index finger into her rectum and then offering it to her to taste. She sat up and accepted it eagerly, opening her mouth and sucking it, experiencing her own taste. I took the opportunity of her sitting upright to slip the night-gown off over her head, revealing her delightful body to me, the adolescent frame of a thirteen year old girl that both I and her father were going to take pleasure from and give pleasure to all night long. I leaned forward to kiss her mouth once more, swiftly dropping down to lick and caress her breasts, massaging the firm white softness of their developing from and gently chewing her nipples in my mouth, rolling them softly with my tongue. By now I was aching to penetrate her, to be back inside her wonderful tight little cunt with its almost hairless beauty, and she, too, had reached a pitch of wanton abandon that fired me. `Fuck me, fuck me, do it, do me' she half moaned, half whispered to me. `No - you do me' I replied, lying down on the bed and offering my stiff cock for her to climb on. Eagerly she straddled me, holding herself above the tip of my raging prick. I held it steady, guided into her tight cunt, and she slowly sank down, impaling herself on me, moaning, making me moan. Gently she eased herself up and down as I reached up to caress her small breasts. Then I wetted a finger in her mouth and felt round behind her, easing it into her arsehole. She moaned again, as we both rocketed towards orgasm. She began to come first, setting me off. I pulled my cock out of her snug little cunt and held it hard up against her, nestling vertically between her cunt lips, point up towards her belly. Like this, I began to ejaculate, spurting starchy white fountains of come up her belly, coating her breasts and splattering under her chin. I pumped and pumped until I could hardly bear it. As my orgasm began to subside, she bent her head forward and took hold of my prick, moving it forward a little so that the last few spurts squirted up and hit her directly in the face. When I'd done coming, she lay back, a sheen of jism covering her body, dripping from her breasts and nipples, sliding down her belly, dripping from her chin and face. `Oh - wow - it gets better every time' she murmured from the depths of her post-orgasmic glow. I used her night-gown to wipe the come off her body before diving back between her legs, once more licking and kissing her sweet teen cunt. As I manipulated her clit with my tongue, I moved round over her, presenting my hardening cock to her mouth. `Suck me, baby' I commanded her. As we pleasured each other she started to really get into her fantasies - `Oh, yes, suck me, fuck me, do me, do that, oh yeah, yes, I want you..' and here her voice dropped to a whisper `want you Daddy, Daddy, Daddy.' But she didn't speak quietly enough to stop me hearing. I moved off her body and, turning to kiss her, asked `You want Daddy do you, baby? Want to fuck your own father, is that it?' This talk made her express her desires more boldly - `yes, I want Daddy' she said in a louder voice. This was the time for the second part of the plan, and her father, listening on the other side of the door connecting his own room to this one, opened it and stepped in. Penelope heard the noise, uttered a little scream, and, scrambling up against the headboard of the bed, instinctively reached for her nightdress, with which she tried to cover her body. `Daddy!' she gasped - `I - I - oh.' First of all she realised there was nothing she could say, and then she realised that her father was not angry. Next, she realised he was wearing a dressing gown and that his hard cock was making the fabric of it stand out. `Having fun, sexy?' he asked. `Oh, Daddy, yes' was all she said before her father moved down towards her, holding her head in his hands and pressing a kiss to her lips. As he moved down to kiss her, her eyes at first opened wide in surprise, but once his lips made contact she responded keenly, murmuring softly and holding her hand to the back of his head to press him closer to her. While he kissed her he moved a hand to massage her sweet little breasts. Then he broke away from her. `Oh, Daddy, don't stop!' she said. `I'm not going to' he replied - `you're coming to my room. We're going to have fun all night long!' With these words her picked her up and, holding her in his arms, carried her into his room. As he did so his hard prick swung free from his dressing gown, the hard cock with which he was about to fuck his thirteen-year old daughter. I followed, eager to watch and join in the incestuous lovemaking. Andrew lay his daughter down on his big double bed and slipped off the dressing gown from his shoulders. It fell to the floor, so that both father and daughter were now naked and ready to fuck. `I've got to taste you, baby' he said to her `I've wanted to fuck you for so long!' `I've wanted to you too Daddy, for ages - now fuck me - fuck your little girl, Daddy.' Her father didn't need cajoling. Once more he kissed the young child, mingling lips and tongues with her, before moving down to kiss her breasts. `Oh, you have sexy little tits, honey' he said - `and they taste good.' He kissed and sucked her nipples, spreading saliva all over her adolescent breasts. She bucked and writhed at this `Daddy, that's good, oh, yes, Daddy!' Then Andrew shifted his attention to her little pussy, eating her out expertly, driving her even higher. `God, yes, Daddy, yes!' she cried. I sat on an armchair near the bed, slowly wanking as I revelled in watching this incestuous love-play. Penelope was lost in throes of delight as her father ate her cunt, his tongue slipping between her lips, playing over her clit. `Now I'm going to fuck you, my daughter' he said to her. `Oh, Daddy, I've dreamed of this for so long!' she sighed in rapture, as he mounted over her and held the tip of his engorged prick, dripping with pre-come, up against her almost hairless pussy. `Put it in, Daddy' she urged `do it, fuck me, fuck your daughter, let me feel you in me.' In one smooth thrust he slid his cock all the way into his little girl's cunt. As he began to thrust in and out, Penelope went wild - `Oh, Daddy, yes, yes, fuck me, fuck me...' The intense sexual pleasure of their coupling meant neither lasted very long, and after a few moments Andrew said `Here it comes, little girl.' `Oooh, yes, Daddy, come in me, fill me with your cream, that's it, yes, I can feel you, feel it shooting in me.' I saw Andrew's hips tremble and buck as he filled the adolescent girl with his come, with the very same seed that had created her thirteen years before. They both tailed off into incoherent murmurs of delight as her father continued to shoot his incestuous sperm deep inside his pretty young child. As Andrew withdrew his softening cock from his daughter, all shiny and glistening with their mixed juices, I was ready for some sex-play. `Come here, Penny' I told the little girl - `sit in my lap.' She padded over to my chair, and while I held my hard prick still, she lowered herself on to me. As my prick eased up into her freshly-fucked tight little cunt she moaned and leaned forward to kiss me. Gently she moved up and down on my hard cock as we kissed. Breaking the kiss, I placed my hands on her shoulders and moved her back slightly, so that I could drop my mouth to suck and nuzzle at her small breasts, my hard prick still buried inside her. As I tasted her sweet small nipples, I dropped a finger down to fondle her cute firm buttocks, moving it round to press against her arsehole. The touch of this made her push back against me in delight. I increased the pressure of my finger at her sphincter a little a little more, easing my finger into her rectum, making her buck and writhe on me all the more. `Oh, yes, that's good, that's so good' she muttered. The sight of her spread buttocks and my finger lewdly poking in her arsehole brought her father back to full stand, and with his prick stiff and ready he got off the bed where he had been watching me fuck his schoolgirl daughter. He stood up behind her, placing himself between my spread legs, leaning down to kiss her head. While she moved up and down on my cock, her father moved his hands to massage her little breasts, kissing her head and neck as he did so. Then he dropped his hands down to her buttocks, squeezing them lovingly, saying `Do you want to try something new, darling?' I had a pretty good idea of what was in his mind, and slipped my finger out of Penelope's arsehole. `Oh, don't, I liked that' she said. `Would you like to feel something better?' her father asked her. `Oh, Dadddy, yes' she replied, dreamily, eagerly. Gently he pressed the tip of his stiff cock up against her arsehole. `This is much better than just a finger' he said - `would you like to feel it inside you?' `Mmmm, do it' she said. `I need a little lubrication, first' her father replied, moving away from her and toward me. With my cock still deep in his thirteen-year old child, I bowed my head forward and took his prick in my mouth, wetting it with saliva. This done, he moved back round, preparing to fuck his daughter's virgin arsehole. Keen to help in their incestuous love-making, I spread her buttocks wide as he once again brought his cock to her sphincter. `Are you sure, baby?' he murmured to his daughter. `Yes, Daddy, yes, do it, put it in there.' At this, I placed my hands under her shoulders and lifted her off my hard cock, to make more room for the progress of her father's prick in her arse. Gently, her father began to press forward, easing his stiff penis inside her arse. She moaned as he penetrated her, and I leaned forward, peering over her shoulder to watch as Andrew buggered his thirteen-year old child. She, too, craned her neck round, fascinated by the sight of her father's stiff penis pressed tight up against her arsehole. I still held her buttocks spread open, and watched as the tip of his penis pushed through the tight elasticised ring of her sphincter. She moaned as her ring closed over the narrower shaft of her father's cock, and I eagerly enjoyed the sight of his prick as it burrowed its way inside her bowels, her cute pink arsehole wide-stretched about its eager shaft. Since this was the first time she'd had a cock inside her arse, I knew it would be an initially painful experience for her, and, indeed, as her father eased his cock into her, she yelped and said `Oh, Daddy, stop, it hurts.' He paused for a moment, letting her get used to the new sensation, before easing his prick inside her once more. `Ooh, Daddy, that's better, do it slowly, it stings, nice and slow,' she said. He slowed down, fucking her like she asked, easing his prick into her tight young arse as slow as she wanted. `Ohh, yes, Dadddy, Dadddy, that's good, that's good' she muttered as he filled her with his prick. While he was doing this I alternated between kissing her mouth, her face, and her cute little tits - stimulation which made her yet keener to feel her father's cock all the way inside her arse. Slowly, Andrew eased his spit-slick prick into the little girl, until he was buried inside her arse as far as his questing penis could reach, his pubic hair pressing against the small of his little girl's back. `Aah, Daddy, that's great, I can feel you in me, I feel so full, oh, I love you Dadddy, I love you, love the feel of you inside me.' As she murmured on in her ecstasy I decided to increase her pleasure, and once more gently eased my raging cock into her tender cunt. If her cunt had been tight before, the presence of her father's cock in her arse made it now as tight as a vice, tighter even that she had been when I took her young virginity a few weeks before. Slowly, painstakingly, I eased my cock into her, feeling her father's prick, divided only by a thin membrane, rub up against mine. She was almost silent as I fucked into her, for the pleasure of two hard cocks in her had pushed her beyond speech. Once I was fully into her tight little snatch, she craned her head back to french-kiss her father. As they mingled lips and tongues, I grasped her by the hips and began to move her up and down, sliding my prick in and out of her lovely cunt. Her father, too, began to ease his cock back and forth in her rectum, timing his strokes against mine, so that he thrust in as I pulled out, and I thrust in as he pulled out. In tandem with this, I began to suck and lick her tits and nipples. With me kissing her breasts and in her cunt, and father kissing her mouth and in her arse, we drove her to the highest levels of pleasure. It didn't take long for her to come - and when she came she came with rapture beyond anything I had so far seen in her. `Oh, god, yes, Daddy, that's it, shoot it in my bum, do it, oh - god.... yes -' she moaned. As she came, she tipped her head back so that had father could lean down to kiss her, and they mashed lips and swirled tongues as Andrew continued to gently bugger his thirteen year old daughter. Then he too reached his climax, and I could feel his penis tremble and jerk as he shot his paternal sperm deep into her bowels. Penelope's cries of ecstasy tailed off into pleasured moans as she felt his hot come pumping into her arse. As she came down from her climax, her father gently slid his softened cock from her arse, kissing her neck and shoulders as he did so. I had not yet come, although I was very close to it, and my cock in her cunt was a hair-trigger, ready to go off at the slightest touch. And Penelope gave me just this touch, as, still in the afterglow of the orgasm she'd had from her first buggering, she began to move up and down on my prick. She eased herself up and down on me slowly, almost dreamily, still wrapped up in the feel of her father's cock buried deep in her arse. But although she was in a post-orgasmic glow, I was in pre-orgasmic agony, approaching my climax with almost unbearable rapture. It took Penelope's sweet cunt very little to tip me over the edge, and after the little girl had slid up and down on my hard, eager cock just a few times I too began to blast my come into her. `Oh - yes - Penny - yes - here it comes - here it is - ah - y-e-e-e-s-sssss..' As I pumped my come into her she held herself rigid, eyes closed, moving her pelvis in the smallest circles over my cock as I came. She made no noise at all - she was lost in the throes of a dreamy bliss. But I pumped and pumped, filling her sweet teen cunt with hot come, revelling in the illicit perversity of my pleasure. My orgasm seemed to go on for hours, it felt like I was pumping semen in to this sexy thirteen year old for hours, days.... But as my ejaculation slowed and stopped, Penelope opened her eyes and leaned forward to give me a gentle, loving kiss. `Thank-you' was all she said. At this, I reached a hand round to her buttocks and, probing for her arsehole, scooped up a fingerful of her father's semen that was leaking from the small, freshly-fucked hole. I presented this sample of paternal semen to her. She opened her mouth and I smeared it on her tongue, and then, reaching back to her arsehole for more come, I covered her face in a mixture of her father's come mingled with the taste and scent of her own most intimate hole. I smeared it over her lips, her cheeks, her eyes, and I pushed my finger into her arsehole and, when I'd wet it with come, smeared it over the roof of her mouth. I ran my come-stained finger across her teeth, over and under her tongue. And as I fed her globs of the mixture, she ate it down eagerly, as if it was an digestif after her sexual banquet.Her father watched my loving sex-play with his daughter in fascination, his eyes bright and his cock swelling as he saw me feed his own come to his daughter. Once I had smeared the mixture all over Penelope's face, I eased my flaccid cock out of her snug little snatch, and, with my hands on the top of her thighs, motioned her to stand. She got to her feet and stood, her arms stretched wide, displaying her charming and erotic nakedness to both her father and me. We stared at her with rapt attention, drinking in the sight of her lovely teenage nakedness, her come-smeared face and her slightly-opened freshly-fucked little cunt. She revelled in our attention, bursting into a peal of laughter and pirouetting for us, and, as she turned, small drops of my come fell from her cunt, spattering the carpet. The sight of this stimulated her father, and, calling her to him, he fell to his knees and pressed his mouth between her legs. My cock began to harden, too, as I watched him use his fingers to part the lips of her cunt, and his tongue to lap out the mixture of my come and her juices nestled inside. As he delved inside her cunt he pressed a finger against her arsehole, easing it into her as I had done a little while before, and, under this stimulation of her cunt and arse, Penelope's eyes began to flash and the colour rise in her cheeks and chest. She pressed her hands to her father's head, running her fingers through his hair and massaging his face. I masturbated as I watched the incestuous liaison between father and daughter, my cock quickly stiffening as they enjoyed their play. Andrew's cock began to swell again, too, and as it grew to hardness, he withdrew from his girl's cunt and stood up. He held Penelope's face in his hands and leaned down to kiss her, running his tongue over the drying come smeared across her cheeks and then saying, `Let's wash you, baby girl.'With that, he walked towards the en-suite bathroom, and his naked freshly-fucked and buggered daughter willingly padded after him. I followed, and we watched as he ran a deep bath. Then he picked her up in his arms and lovingly placed her in the water. He took a flannel and began to lave her face, washing off the smeary mixture of semen and her own juices. But as he did this, Penelope glanced at me and said `David's got a better way to wash me!' Andrew glanced at me, an expression of uncertainty on his face. I think he suspected what his daughter meant, but was not prepared for the fact of how sexually adventurous she had become under my tuition. `Well, if David knows best...' he said, his eyes still on me. I took my cue and stepped up to the bath, but this did not bring me close enough to her. So, my hard cock bobbing excitedly, I stepped into the water, and held my prick towards her face. `Ooh, yes, clean me, wash me!' cooed Penelope. The eagerness with which she wanted me to piss on her was maddeningly erotic, so much so that I was unable to release my flow. She pouted in disappointment. But then Andrew said `Daddy can do that if you'd like?' `Ooh, yes, Daddy - I'd like you to wash me - ' she replied. Willingly enough, I stepped out of the bath and Andrew got in. He stood before his thirteen-year-old daughter, holding his cock in his hand. `Are you sure, baby?' he asked her. `Oh, yes, Daddy, wash me, wash me, I want to feel it.' `Well, if Daddy's little girl is sure' he said, and, with that, he began to piss on her. At first his flow dribbled, as his urine washed the come and pre-come out of his prick, but soon enough the golden flow strengthened and grew. He pointed his prick right into Penelope's face, directing the yellow stream into her hair, over her forehead, her eyes, her nose. In ecstasy, she opened her lips to taste the stream, filling her mouth with her father's piss. At first she let her mouth fill and overflow, the hot golden piss flowing over her chin and down her chest, covering her sexy little breasts with fresh urine. And then she swallowed a mouthful, moving her face about to bathe it in the flow as she drank it down. Then she leaned forward and took her father's cock into her mouth, drinking the last few spurts of hot piss directly from him. The sight of this was intensely erotic, and as Andrew finished urinating over his daughter, his cock began to swell and harden. `Oh, baby, that was hot' he groaned, his hand falling to his cock. `Let me, Daddy' she said - `let me.' She took his swollen cock in her girlish hands and began to wank him, lovingly rubbing the skin of his shaft back and forth. As she stimulated him, she took the head of his cock between her lips, softly kissing it, and then running her tongue around the rim. She placed little kisses on the very tip of his penis, swirling her tongue into his piss-hole, licking out the last tastes of his piss and the first tastes of his pre-come. At the same time, she reached round behind him and felt for his arsehole, at first massaging it gently and then easing her finger inside him. The sight of this - Penelope with her father's cock in her mouth and her finger up his arse - was stimulating enough for me, but it was much more so for him. I watched as Penny pushed her finger further into her father's rectum, reaching for his prostate. When she touched it, the effect on him was immediate, he groaned in ecstasy and began to come, firing wads of semen straight into Penelope's eager mouth, filling it with come until his creamy white seed began to drip from the edges of her lips. And then, as he was still coming, he slipped his cock from her mouth and fired jets of hot jism over her face, across her eyelids and lips, over her cheeks. As his orgasm began to subside he directed his final spurts of come over her sweet tits, leaving her coated with a sheen of his seed. She began to rub a little of it into her girlish breasts, working the come into her erect pink nipples. `Can you wash me, now?' she said to me - but the sight of her come-covered body was so erotic that I was far too hard to piss. `I'll have to do it myself, then' she said. I reached for a sponge, but washing with the bathwater was not what she had in mind. Penelope stood up in the bath and reached for a glass by the sink. She held this between her legs and, her eyes locked on us, began to piss into the glass. As the stream of her fresh, pale yellow piss flowed into the glass it gurgled, licking up the sides with a light froth of bubbles on top. Penelope stopped her flow when the glass was full and raised it to her chest, pouring it slowly over her come-slick breasts. `Oh, baby, let me' breathed her father, reaching for the glass. He took it from her and raised it to her face, running it gently over her closed eyes. As it poured over her it washed off the blobs of his come pooled in her eyelids and on her nose. She opened her mouth and some of the mix of piss and come flowed in. She swallowed some of this and then with a finger signalled me to come closer and kiss her. I did this, knowing what she had in mind, and as our lips met, she released into my mouth some of her fresh urine. I swallowed it, savouring its warm delicate taste. Andrew was still pouring from the glass, and the piss flowed down over both my face and his daughter's. When the glass was empty he held it between her legs, and once more she began to piss, filling the glass about three-quarters full before her flow slackened and ceased. Then he held the glass up, looking at it briefly and holding it to his nose before raising it to his lips and drinking. `This tastes good, baby' he told her, before putting one hand behind her head to support her and holding the glass to her lips `have some of it.' Eagerly she complied, drinking a mouthful of the warm liquid. She took the glass from him and handed it to me to drink the last mouthful of her offering. I drank it, rinsing the liquid round in my mouth, relishing the taste of this little girl's fresh piss. It was late in the night by now, and dawn was only a couple of hours away. `Let's go to bed now honey - we all need some sleep' Andrew told his daughter. He helped her out of the bath and dried her off with a soft white towel, before taking her by the hand and leading her off to his bed to sleep with him for the rest of the night. I fell into Penny's bed and slept the sleep of absolute sexual satisfaction, wreathed by the scent of her perfume.I was woken at about nine by the murmurs of passion coming from Andrew's room next door. For a few minutes I just lay there and masturbated with a pair of Penelope's panties, letting the sounds of her sexual ecstasy turn me on. I heard her voice, first - `Mmm, Daddy, that's nice, I like that, yes, put it there.' `You do it for me, Pen - oh, yes, Penny, my little girl, you're such a hot fuck, that's it, ease yourself down, oh, yes.' `Kiss me there, Daddy, kiss my tits.' `You taste good here, sweet.' `Put a finger in my other hole, Daddy.' The whispers and murmurs soon grew less distinct and father and daughter became more and more wrapped up in each other. As my own desire increased I got out of bed and walked over to Andrew's room, firstly looking through the keyhole and then softly letting myself in through the connecting door. The sight that greeted me was of Penelope with her back to me, straddling her father, moving up on down on his hard cock buried in her cunt, and his finger probing deep inside her cute little arsehole. When she heard the door open she craned her neck over her shoulders and smiled at me, before turning back to fucking her father. She leaned forward to kiss him, and as the incestuous lovers kissed and caressed, Penelope's sweet pink arsehole was exposed to my gaze. I moved up to the bed and knelt close to the lovers, watching as Andrew's erect penis slid in and out of his daughter. I reached up to caress her breasts, adding to her already intense pleasure, before planting kisses of each of her buttocks, working my way towards their centre. As her father fucked her, I kissed and licked at her wrinkled arsehole, pushing my tongue past the elastic resistance of her sphincter. She could not resist this double stimulation, and with keen whimpers of rapture she began to come. At the sight of his little girl's pleasure-contorted face Andrew reached his climax, too, and spurted wave after wave of come into her. `Oh, yes, that's it, fill me Daddy, fill me up, squirt it all inside me, oh, yes Daddy, yes Daddy, I love you, I love you-u-u-u.' With this, she fell forward onto her father, and the two gently kissed each other as they came down from their highs.`Go get dressed now, sexy' Andrew told his daughter, and as she eased herself off him his softened cock slipped out of her cunt, shiny with their mixed juices. She sat on the edge of the bed and took my still hard cock into her mouth, sucking and licking me with an expertise beyond her years. `Dress!' ordered her father, with a laugh - `or we'll never get out of this room!' Reluctantly Penelope took her mouth off my cock, but, before she left the room she squeezed the shaft so that a few drops of clear pre-come oozed to the top, and then she rubbed the head of my cock all the way from her chin down to her cunt, leaving a faint moist trail as she did so. She pressed the tip of my prick up against her freshly-fucked snatch, so that its head just disappeared inside her, and then, disengaging, she skipped out of the room to get dressed. Her father and I did the same. Much though we wanted to spend the whole day exploring his daughter, we were in France to work, and today we had to visit various local n gociants and growers. Penelope accompanied us during the morning, and after visiting several vineyards we stopped for lunch. She was wearing a lemon-yellow shirt and long cotton print skirt, and as we sat at the table she played footsie with us both, slipping her shoes off and using her foot to massage our crotches alternately. It was an extremely erotic situation, sitting in public view with just a tablecloth hiding the sex-play between this thirteen-year-old girl, her father and me. The afternoon's work, however, was going to be far more dull financial business, which Penny had no interest in. She preferred to go back to the hotel to write postcards and watch local television - `I need to practice my French' she explained. Her father and I accompanied her back there and left her lying on her stomach on the bed, kicking her feet in the air and blowing us each a kiss goodbye. The morning's work had been interesting, since it involved visiting individual growers. The afternoon's work was, by contrast, rather dull and far more mundane, since we spent most of it in dusty offices or cold warehouses, inspecting pallets of wine. And, of course, we did not have Penelope with us any more, to liven proceedings up by hurried kisses and furtive gropings.But at last the work was done and we headed back to the hotel, stopping first at a small bar in a back-street to enjoy a beer and cigarette. When we got back to the hotel, Penelope greeted us with a look of excitement on her face. `Did you practice your French?' asked her father. `Sort of, Daddy - wait till I tell you about it. You'll never guess what - the chambermaid came to clean up the room, and she - she - well - like you two do, sort of - but different - .' `This sounds interesting,' said her father. `Let's open some champagne while you tell us all about it.' Chapter 7. The Chambermaid.Sitting on the edge of her father's bed, her slender legs dangling towards the floor, she began her tale. "About half an hour after you left there was a knock at the door, but before I could answer I heard a key in the lock, and the door opened. It was the maid, come to clean the room, but she was a really pretty lady - dark hair, like mine, though much longer, and wonderful blue eyes. She apologised for disturbing me, but I couldn't understand all of what she was saying, because she spoke too fast. But when she realised I was English she spoke English to me - she said she needed to practice! As she tidied up the room she told me that her name was Justine, and had been working here since she finished school last year. She said that she quite liked working in a hotel, as she always met new people, but she missed her boyfriend, who had gone to university. When she was making the bed she asked if I had a boyfriend, so I said "No." And then she said `Is this your bedroom?' - I didn't know why she asked that, but I told her it was. She beckoned me over to the bed and said `what's this then?' -and she pointed to -er - " Here Penelope stopped, and blushed bright red. "What?'' both her father and I asked. The little girl blushed brighter at this and said "she pointed to - to -well - you know - stains - from - er- what we did last night - you know... -." "The come stains?" I asked, supplying the word she was too shy to use. "Yes" she said. "And what did you say to that?" "I thought it might get you in trouble, so I pretended not to know what she meant - but then she picked up my nightgown and it had even more - " "Say it, use the right word" I urged her. "It had even more come stains on it," she said. "So then what happened?" asked her father. ``Justine said `I've seen you around the hotel with two men - one of them looks like he's your father.' Then she pointed to the night-dress and asked `Is it him?' I was so scared that she might report you that I sat on the bed and began to cry. I didn't know what to do, but Justine said `Don't cry - it's all right - I won't tell anyone - and anyway, that kind of thing goes on more than you might think, especially in hotels. Lots of fathers and daughters do it - mothers and sons.' While she was speaking she sat down beside me and put her arm round my shoulders. Then she took my hands away from my face and said `Sometimes even mothers and daughters do it - it can be just as good with two girls, you know.' She leaned towards me and kissed away a tear from my cheek. Then she put her hand under my chin and turned my head so that I was facing her - and then she kissed me, Daddy - she kissed me! And first it was like Mummy kisses me - but then I felt her tongue against my lips and it was like you kissed me last night - it was the same as that - but different - she tasted different! I was a bit surprised at first, but then she ran her tongue under my lips and over my teeth and I started to quite like it - so I did the same to her, licking inside her mouth and touching her tongue with mine. But just as I was beginning to really enjoy it said she had to get back to work or she'd be missed. But she asked what I was doing tomorrow, and could she come and visit - so I said yes - was that all right, Daddy?"The thought of the chambermaid kissing Penelope made my cock twitch - and Andrew's, too, I noticed. Now both Andrew and I knew Penelope was no stranger to lesbian activity - she had, after all, often fucked her younger sister Miranda - although she was not aware that we knew this. And so I think we both felt that for all her coy description of the afternoon's events, she was very keen to see Justine again and explore further the sexual attraction between them. I was keen to watch such an encounter, too - and Andrew clearly was also, since he rapidly gave his assent that Penelope should meet her new friend the next day. She was both pleased and turned on by this permission.Penny had drunk a whole glass of champagne while she had been telling her story, which was quite a lot for her, making her a little light-headed. This, combined with the telling of her tale, made her feel sexy. She reached for her father's zip, freeing his cock from his underpants, and grasping its shaft in her keen hands. She began to masturbate him, running her hands up and down his stiff prick, while at the same time she swooped her mouth over the end, kissing and licking it. The sight of this made me hard, too, and I freed my prick from my trousers. The sight of two stiff cocks was too tempting for the young girl - she didn't know which to go for, and first she kissed and sucked her father's cock, then mine. Then she tried to take both in her sexy little mouth at the same time, but although the feel of my prick rubbing up against her father's added stimulation, she could not comfortably fit both our cocks into her mouth at once. But her father knew a way to satisfy her. `Lie back, sweet' he said, gently pushing her so that she fell back onto the pillows - `we'll both shoot over you at the same time - isn't that what you want?' `Oh yes, Daddy, yes - both of you covering me in your - in it.' Even drunk as she was, she still fought shy of saying the words. But this soon changed. Her father moved up the bed on his knees until he was crouching just to the left of her face, and then he began to wank off over her. I followed his cue and moved up until I was crouching on the right side of her, and I too began to masturbate. Penelope's eyes sparkled at the sight of her father and her lover tossing over her, and her hand moved down between her legs as she, too, began to masturbate. I had an idea to make our sex play more fun - after all, it was an everyday thing to wank oneself off. I walked to the other side of the bed, and stood behind Andrew. I reached a hand round and moved his hand off his stiff cock - and then I began to wank him off. Penelope watched this with keen pleasure as I masturbated her father's stiff penis. `Oh, yes, that's great' she said, still slowly stimulating her clitoris - `that's great - do it to Daddy, do it.' But as she became more and more turned on, so her language became hotter - `Do it, wank Dadddy off, make him come on my face, I want to feel it.' Hearing his child talk like this added with my stimulation on his prick pushed Andrew over the edge - `oh, yes, baby, here it comes, here it is - where do you want it? Tell David where you want him to put Daddy's come.' `On my face, my face' she replied, as her father's cock began to spit hot white come. I did as she asked, holding Andrew's cock and directing his come over her face, her eyes, forehead, nose. `Is that good?' he asked his child - `does Penelope like the feel of Daddy's fresh jism?' `Oh, Daddy, yes, do it, do it, in my mouth, yes, do it, come on me, fuck me, spunk over me...' moaned his daughter, increasingly lost in the pleasures of her own desire. Revelling in the sensation of her father coming on her, Penelope's hand fell from her cunt, and I moved mine down to replace it, rapidly but gently circling my index finger over her erect little clit. Andrew pumped jet after jet of ropy come over his little girl's face, and she opened her mouth and I directed his cock towards it, firing shots of semen into her waiting throat. Father and daughter each groaned in pleasure as I masturbated them both. As Andrew's ejaculation began to slacken, I held his cock to my lips and took the last few jets of his hot, fresh spunk into my mouth. When his orgasm finished I took my mouth from his now slackening cock and pressed my lips to his daughter's. When our kiss met I opened my lips and let her father's sperm dribble down into her mouth, swirling tongues with her, pressing the semen back and forth between our locked-together mouths. While I was doing this I continued masturbating her sweet little clitoris, and, under this onslaught, she tripped over into an intense orgasm. `Oh, god, yes, that's it, that's - aaahhhhhhh....' she moaned, as she bucked and writhed on the mattress, biting her lip in ecstasy. My cock was ragingly hard by this time, and I needed release. My hand dropped to my prick as I began to wank, wanting to add another load of come to that already splattered all over the little girl. `Let Daddy do it' she said - `go on, Daddy.' `Whatever my little girl asks' he replied, moving his hand to my prick. And so I knelt between Penelope's spread legs as her father jerked me off onto her. My orgasm was not long in arriving, and after a few dozen strokes on the part of her father, my balls erupted in torrents of come, spraying more seed over the girl's jism-coated body, adding fresh strands of come to mingle with her father's. Andrew massaged this fresh load of come into his little girl's skin, occasionally bending down to lick up a mouthful of it. But Penelope, in her post-orgasmic bliss, soon drifted off to sleep, and before long was breathing quietly and regularly on her father's bed. Andrew picked her up and carried her into her own room, where I drew back the covers of her bed for him to place her in. As he set her down she stirred slightly, saying just `Daddy', before lapsing into deep, drunken, sleep once more.Her father and I were almost equally tired, after our long day and little sleep the previous night, but before we went to bed we discussed the story Penelope had told us. `I'd really like to see what this chambermaid gets up to' I told Andrew. `If she's as wild as she sounds, I bet she'll be back - I bet she'll want to seduce Penny' he said. `She didn't say anything about that, though,' I countered. `No - but I'm pretty sure she's keeping secrets - she's never told us about her and Miranda, remember?' We decided that we would have to find a way of keeping tabs on the little girl. Peepholes were the answer, for that way we could watch while they were unaware of it. The keyhole in the connecting door did give a certain view of Penny's room, but not a very wide one. The walls between the rooms were not very thick, and would have been easy enough to bore through. But we noticed that the light-fittings were in the same place on each side of the wall. Undoing one of the screws on each side of the wall, we found that they left a hole straight through it. It was perfect, situated just at eye level, and, because of the brass surrounding of the fitting, unobtrusive and hard to see. We did the same for the double fitting close by, and this gave us two discreet peepholes that gave us a view of the whole of Penelope's room. We could see the girl lying on the bed, illuminated by the night-light, breathing softy. Our task done, we went to our respective beds.The next day passed much the same as the first - Penelope, dressed in a baggy top and jeans, spent the morning with us, and we took her back to the hotel at midday. She was far keener than usual to get back - normally, she had little to do on these afternoons spent alone. Noting this eagerness, a smile passed between her father and myself. My cock twitched in my trousers, and I think his did, too, for for we both knew the explanation behind the girl's keenness. A lover was coming to her, we were sure. Once we'd seen her to her room, we said goodbye to her - but rather than leaving, we waited until we heard the noise of the TV from her bedroom and then crept back into Andrew's room. Once in there, we undressed, opened a bottle of Armagnac and waited for Justine to arrive. From time to time one of us would go to a peephole to spy on the little girl - but she was just watching television. After about thirty minutes, however, we heard a soft knock on Penelope's door. We stepped up to our peepholes as she jumped to her feet to answer the door. And there, to our delight, stood a wonderfully sexy girl. She looked to be about eighteen, and had long dark hair, blue eyes, perky breasts and long legs. She was wearing a blue and white check uniform, which hugged her figure sexily, highlighting her shapely arse. `Room service?' she asked, laughing. She spoke good English, but with a strong and sexy French accent. Penelope smiled, a little nervous, but clearly excited. She opened the door to my room, making doubly sure I was out, and then tried the door to her father's room - but we had already bolted it earlier that morning. Justine offered use her master key to look in her father's room, but Penelope said "no - I'm sure they've gone out - it's just you and me here." ************************************************************* -- Pursuant to the Berne Convention, this work is copyright with all rights reserved by its author unless explicitly indicated. +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ | alt.sex.stories.moderated ----- send stories to: | | FAQ: Moderator: | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ |Archive: Hosted by Alt.Sex.Stories Text Repository | |, an entity supported entirely by donations. | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+