Message-ID: <33172asstr$1004483404@assm.asstr-mirror.org> Return-Path: X-Original-Message-ID: From: lucy fox X-MSMail-Priority: Normal Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit X-ASSTR-Arrival-Date: Tue, 30 Oct 2001 20:31:36 +1000 X-Original-Subject: (no subject) Subject: {ASSM} Our Secret Diaries by Lucy and Her Dad (M/f, inc) Date: Tue, 30 Oct 2001 18:10:04 -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, hecate OUR SECRET DIARIES by LUCY AND HER DAD M/f, inc Story by RedFox This work is copyright (c) by the author. You may download and keep copies for your personal use as long as the author's byline and e-mail address and this paragraph remain on the copies. Posting to newsgroups or on websites is permitted as long as no money is charged for access and as long as the author's byline and e-mail address and this paragraph remain on the story. LUCY Dear Diary My dear old Dad spies on me in the shower, can you believe it? There's this hole in the bathroom wall, and if you go into the den, between the bookshelves you can see right into the bath. The first time I realised someone was there watching it felt really creepy, but once I realised it was just him I've sort of got used to it and it doesn't seem so bad. The other day I started touching myself up in the shower, I was getting quite turned on. Pretty soon I heard this sort of heavy breathing and I remembered the hole. That turned me on even more knowing he was there watching and I had this fantastic orgasm. I'm sure he came too. I had to try really hard not to look at the hole so I wouldn't give myself away. Another time I started masturbating in the shower while he was there and just as I started coming I looked straight at the hole all wide eyed. There was this sort of muffled thud from the next room like he panicked and knocked over some books. I guess it really put him off thinking maybe I'd seen him. On the other hand maybe it was just the shock, 'cos he was back a few days later. I don't know if he knows I know, surely he must. Sometimes I bend over and pretend to dry my feet so he can see my cunt. That really turns him on - I can hear him breathing. It's really hard not to stare at the peephole when I know he's there. I watch him in the bathroom too sometimes, but I'm sure he doesn't know about that. He's got this really thick cock, I keep imagining what it must be like when it's hard. Sometimes after he's been watching me I can hear him and Mum fucking. I keep imagining what it must be like with that thick cock inside you. Mum must be wondering why he's so randy all the time. I wouldn't mind fucking him myself, just to show him it's no big deal but I can't imagine how to start - he's so uptight. We read this book in Literature called Woman of the Future where the girl fucks her old man while he's in a drunken stupor after lunch. She starts by undoing his fly and looking at his cock, pretty soon she's wanking him, and one day she fucks him, sitting on top of him while he lies there. He doesn't have a clue. Really weird. Only thing is my old man doesn't get drunk, not like that anyway so I guess I'll have to be content with the bathroom. ______________________________________________________________________ _ JIM I've never written a diary before. But I feel I have to tell someone what's been happening to me recently, how I've been feeling, and that's not something I can tell anybody I know. Ever since Lucy's breasts started to bud I've been fascinated with her body. A couple of years ago I started trying to catch glimpses of her in the bathroom and in her bedroom. But it was hard because she was pretty modest. But the harder it was the more obsessed I became. Now we have this sort of game going. I watch her in the bathroom and she watches me. There's a hole in the bathroom wall and you can stand in the next room and get a great view of the bath. I'm sure she knows I'm watching because she shows off for me. She has such nice small breasts. They're going to be fantastic in a year or two, but right now they're really firm and taut and pointy with light brown nipples and a few hairs growing around them. Her skin is tanned all over with just a faint bikini line - I don't know where she and her friends do their sunbathing, but I'd like to find out. Her pubic hair is still fair and wispy, just enough to hide her lips and vagina, but it gives her a really virginal look - not that she's a virgin. No way! I don't think any of her friends are either. Certainly not her friend Sophie. But with Lucy and me it's strictly for eyes only. Sometimes she starts stroking herself in the bath or spraying warm water on her pubes and breasts. One hand teases her nipples as they grow harder and longer and her other hand strokes her smooth belly and thighs, the fingers creeping down to the secret area hidden behind the sparse hair. She licks her finger and strokes her clitoris and labia, a curious look on her face, discovering new pleasures. She looks so innocent, the young girl pleasuring herself, but then she looks straight at where she knows I'm watching through the peephole and it's as if she's begging me to fuck her. Then she starts coming and often as not I do too just watching her. I perform for her too, but I'm a little more discreet about it. I have to be. I never let on I know she's there. I really don't think she knows I can tell when she's watching me. Once I was masturbating after I got out of the shower and I moved gradually over to where the peephole is. Eventually my cock was just opposite the hole and I stroked myself until I came. I could actually hear her moaning faintly on the other side of the wall at the sight of my cock coming so close to her face. I could feel her wanting to put it in her mouth and suck me dry. _____________________________________________________________________ LUCY My best friend Sophie just told me this amazing story. She came round to see me last weekend but I was out shopping with my mum and there was no one at home except Dad. Sophie had just ridden her bike all the way from her place and got caught in a heavy shower of rain. Dad asked her in for a drink. She was all hot and sweaty and she could see he was checking out her tits through her wet t-shirt. She's got great tits, Sophie, and a great arse. In fact she's got a great body all round. Anyway somehow he persuaded her to take off her wet t-shirt and put on a clean one of mine - that would have really made her tits stand out - but she never got as far as putting the new one on. He's a fast worker my old man, the dirty old bugger. Pretty soon they were kissing and then they were fucking on the kitchen bench, can you believe it? He got all paranoid and guilty afterward and begged her not to tell anyone. She promised but of course us girls talk. She went back a couple of days later when she knew no-one else was home. He was acting real proper and nervous, but this time she invited herself in for a drink. He was pretending nothing had happened before but she started rubbing herself against him in the kitchen - what a tart! After a while he couldn't help himself and they did it again, this time up in my bed, can you believe it? In fact they did it three times. They might have done it some more except my mum came home and Sophie had to sneak down the back stairs. I got really suspicious because he stripped the bed even though I'd changed the sheets the day before. Anyhow Sophie told me all about it at school the next day. She said he wasn't bad for a guy of 45. She and Kelly reckon they're going to go round together one day and try and get him into a threesome. They would too! Jasmin - she's Lebanese and she reckons her parents would kill her if they knew what she does after school with Gary, and they probably would too 'cos they're really strict Muslims - she looked like she wouldn't mind coming too but she's really shy so she probably wouldn't. ______________________________________________________________________ _ JIM Sophie's been Lucy's best friend for years and I've been watching her grow up throughout that time. I'm sure she's been watching me too. The first time we got together was two weeks ago. She had ridden her bike round to see Lucy who it turned out had gone out shopping. It was a hot summer's day so I invited her in for a cool drink. Sophie and Lucy had been best friends since kindergarten so we knew each other pretty well. There had been a sudden downpour of rain and Sophie's clothes were soaked which made them cling to her body. I hadn't really thought of her as a sexual being before but seeing her breasts clinging to the wet t-shirt really turned me on. Her breasts are already quite large and I realised she wasn't wearing a bra. I got out one of Lucy's t-shirts for her to change into, all the time watching her nipples which were clearly outlined against her wet garment. I was about to show her the bathroom so she could get changed, when she reached for the bottom of her t-shirt. She glanced at the growing tent in my shorts and up to my eyes. Holding the bottom of the t-shirt at both sides she slowly pulled it up. I watched as it crossed her navel and revealed first the underside of each breast. She took her time, watching me watching her. Suddenly one breast popped down followed by the other and she pulled the t-shirt over her head. Her breasts were slightly concave on top and full and round underneath. They quivered ever so slightly and I watched the nipples contract a bit as they hit the warm air. I was fascinated by her youth and boldness and couldn't tear my eyes away from those beautiful breasts She saw my gaze, smiled shyly and dropped the wet t-shirt on the floor. I reached over to gently stroke her breasts and felt her nipples harden again. She moved closer to me until they were pressing lightly against my chest and her leg rubbing my expanding cock. I bent down and took the left nipple in my mouth and felt it grow longer still, while my hand stroked the other breast. We kissed for ages while our hands explored each other's bodies. I kissed my way down to her navel and was on my knees wondering how far she would let me go when suddenly she stepped back. My face fell momentarily until she smiled again and grasped the waistband of her shorts, sliding them slowly over her hips, even more slowly than she had with the t-shirt. As she stood over me I slowly realised she was naked underneath, as the tanned olive skin did not give way to knickers, but continued down infinitely slowly until a tiny wisp of pale hair became visible above the waistband. She moved slower and slower as I watched entranced. Gradually her pubic hair revealed itself, paler and sparser than I could have imagined. I looked up at her pink lips, glowing with warmth and with a few drops of moisture mingled with the hairs. Beyond that were her breasts, always those breasts, and the face framed with black hair, and her other lips smiling with wanton pleasure. I slipped her shorts over her ankles and felt her hands drawing me up. I felt her tongue tracing a delicious trail move downward past my waist until her warm breath caressed my cock which felt ready to burst through the fabric of my shorts. She carefully extricated it from its prison and pushed the garment down past my knees. Before I knew it she was naked up against the kitchen bench, her legs around me and my cock inside her. I felt a bit mortified afterward and I made her promise not to tell anyone, but I'm sure she would have told Lucy - they tell each other everything. I don't mind, in fact it turns me on, as long as Lucy doesn't know I know. The next time Sophie came around we ended up in Lucy's bed. I can't remember if that was her idea or mine, but I think it was mutual. I was fantasising about fucking the two of them, separately and together, but half of it was definitely fantasy. ______________________________________________________________________ __ LUCY You'll never believe what we did last week, Sophie and me. Mum went out and I was supposed to be going out with Nick. So Sophie went round to see my Dad. Little did he know I went too. Dad and Sophie started making out and they ended up in my room. Sophie said she wanted to put the light out to make it more romantic and after they'd been getting all turned on, she said she had to have a pee. So she went out and I went in. It was pitch dark but I managed to find my way to the bed 'cos it's my room after all. Then I hopped into bed with my old man! God I was shitting myself. I didn't say much 'cos I had to disguise my voice and besides I was too nervous. But he was so randy he wouldn't have noticed anyway. He started sucking my tits and pretty soon he was going down on me. My God, imagine if Mum had walked in! I turned around so I could get his cock in my mouth, well part of it, it's so thick. I could feel myself coming and as I did his cock started pumping into my mouth. I was so out of it I could barely swallow his juice, it's so thick. He felt like he would have come but just then dribbled out the sides of my mouth. Then he turned me around, calling me Sophie over and over. Just as well the globe in my bedside lamp had blown because I was starting to be able to see his profile and I was terrified he'd recognise me. But after a second he started fucking me. I was so turned on I came again straight away. But he kept on going and going and I came again. I rolled over on top of him so my tits hung down over his face. I was sure he'd realise they couldn't be Sophie's 'cos mine are much smaller. But he didn't. I came again and so did he this time. After a while he pulled out of me, still as hard and thick as ever. I thought he must have had enough. But he told me to roll over and put my bum in the air. He started fucking me in the cunt again from behind but after a few minutes he pulled out and rested his cock against my arsehole. I panicked a bit because that was about the only thing I hadn't done before. But the thought of it turned me on and I relaxed again. He pushed gently and his huge cock slowly went inside my arse. It was pretty well lubricated so it slid in really smoothly. At first it felt like I was going to split apart but once I relaxed it started feeling fantastic and he went further and further in until he was all the way. I felt so full. My god, imagine being fucked in the arse by my old man! Eventually I came again, a really powerful one, and he did too. It seemed to go on forever and I kept coming and coming. I was crying out loud, then panicked that he'd recognise me. I wondered what he'd do if he realised he'd been fucking his own daughter. At that stage I didn't care and I don't think he would have either. I could see why my Mum stayed married to him. And why Sophie kept coming back. After we lay there exhausted for a few minutes I figured it was Sophie's turn. I just hoped he had a bit more in him. So I told him I was going to the loo and I'd be right back and not to move. Sophie was just outside the door. She'd been coming all over the place listening to us, but she was raring to get him inside her. She handed me a cassette, and I said "What's this?" With a glint in her eye she replied, "I thought you might like a little souvenir." The bitch had been taping us! Then she went back to the room. Pretty soon I realised I didn't have to worry about his stamina. They made so much noise! My God were we that noisy? The people over the road could have heard us. I listened for a while until I could hear they were getting up. Then I snuck outside and made as if I was coming home early. I walked in the front door and there was Sophie, tucking her t-shirt in and looking a bit dishevelled. Not too bad though. Dad went beetroot colour, but I pretended not to notice. "Soph!" I cried. "What are you doing here?" She glared at me as we hugged and she whispered "You arsehole!" Then she said out loud, "I just dropped around to see if you were home. Your Dad's just been showing me his etchings." Dad went purple. "But I've got to go now. You can tell me about your big night out tomorrow at school." And she walked out the door. I felt really sorry for my Dad, he was so embarrassed. But I pretended not to notice anything. "G'night Dad," I said. "I'm exhausted. I'll see you tomorrow." I went up to my room. They'd made the bed again but the whole room smelt of funk. I stripped off, and crawled into the still warm bed, careful to avoid the sticky patches. I put the tape in my walkman and put on the headphones and started stroking my breasts while I listened to what Sophie had recorded. At the thought of what I'd been doing with my old man, I came again. God, I had to find a way to do it again! ______________________________________________________________________ __ JIM My God, I can't believe what these young girls get up to these days! I'm still reeling from what they did last night. Sophie came around while everyone else was out for the evening. We started making out as usual. Last night we went up to Lucy's room again and after we'd been in bed awhile Sophie turned out the light, saying she felt more intense in the dark. Shortly afterward she got up to go to the loo. She came back and I lifted the quilt so she could lie on top of me. Immediately I started to feel that something was different. Firstly her smell. Then as we touched I could feel her body was different. Her breasts felt firmer, less soft, smaller. Her skin was smoother, less hair. Her hips were narrower and the hair on her pubes much softer and sparser. This did not feel like Sophie. My first instinct was to turn on the light but I restrained myself. Whatever was about to happen I wanted to experience it to the full. Obviously Sophie had brought back one of her friends with her. Sophie had told me that she and a friend - she didn't say who but I immediately suspected Lucy - once tricked their boyfriends by swapping partners midway and the boys never realised. And the father of one of their friends encourages sleepovers where he introduces young girls to the pleasures of sex, often several at a time. Perhaps that was about to happen to me. Whatever it was I didn't let on and I kept calling this girl Sophie. She had a very sensual body and she knew how to use it. She lifted herself slightly so that her breasts hung down and the nipples trailed across my chest. I could feel her long hair drift across my stomach as she moved down my body, her hands on my cock and then on my balls. Pretty soon her hair hung around my crotch like a veil, and suddenly I could feel her lips and tongue at its very tip. With the utmost gentleness she took the rounded tip into her velvety mouth. Her lips moved fleetingly over the end, while her tongue alternately licked the underside and made little pirouettes around the tip. Little by little she took it further into her mouth and out again. I could feel myself starting to lose control, in fact I passed control over to her. Several times I felt my orgasm building, but she wasn't ready for that yet and she backed off a bit. This girl was good! I wanted to spread my legs and have her inside me but it wasn't time yet. Gradually I turned myself around until she was squatting above my face. My nose touched her mound and as I caught the delicious aroma of musk and sweat I could have fainted with pleasure. As I reached out my tongue to gently stroke her labia, I felt her give a little shudder. My tongue reached inside her vagina, my lips circled around her lips and caressed her tiny clitoris. Meanwhile my hands cupped her arse, stroking it in rhythm with my tongue and lips. She started breathing more deeply and moving her hips around. I moistened a finger in her vagina and pressed gently at the opening of her arsehole. She breathed faster and deeper and seemed to suck my finger inside her. All this time she was sucking my cock but the more excited she got the less concentration she paid me. Nevertheless I was ready to burst and so was she! All of a sudden she started moaning and sat harder on my mouth, tightening her legs around my head as she came with a shudder and an outpouring of breath. My cock started spasming and emptied itself into her mouth as she sucked and licked and swallowed. Just as I thought she was going to smother me she relaxed her grip and went back to the gentle undulations of before. After an hour, or so it seemed, of this ecstasy I felt the trail of her nipples up my body again and tasted her mouth, the scents of my body mingling with hers. I wondered who this delightful girl was, feeling sure it was someone I knew. That was hardly surprising as Lucy had many friends who often came round to our house. She climbed back on top of me, her breasts hanging down over my lips. When I gently put my cock at the entrance to her vagina, she slowly undulated her muscles to gradually coax me inside. It must have taken five minutes for the head of my cock to move inside her, and every moment filled me and (I could tell) her with exquisite pleasure. Her cunt was small and snug, but it was well lubricated and my thick cock gradually felt its way in. Suddenly her body gave a great shudder and she moaned as she came again. My cock kept moving into her as slowly as imaginable. We just lay there but imperceptibly I was getting further and further in as her muscles undulated and caressed my cock which was ready to explode again. Her cries and moans were starting to sound familiar and the shocking thought occurred to me. Her body, those breasts, the bathroom, could it be ...? The unimaginable thought stunned me momentarily. But I couldn't deny it added extra dimensions to the pleasure. She rolled over and took me with her. As my cock moved further and further in she came twice more and I became more certain that I wasn't imagining this. I began to marvel at her boldness and as I reached my full depth we started to come together. It was all I could do to keep calling her Sophie. While we rested, my cock still fully hard inside her, she rolled back on top of me. The darkness was becoming a little less dense and I could just see her profile against the curtain. Those delicate breasts I'd lusted after in the bathroom hung down, the nipples grazing my face, pointed in the dim light. As my tongue traced a pattern around those young breasts, feeling the few hairs and sucking the nipples to long points, she started riding me as if her life depended on it. I went deeper and deeper, she opened up but gripped me firmly as ever, her vaginal muscles stroking my cock until I could hardly bear it. But it lasted and lasted until eventually, as I felt I must be splitting her apart, I felt her breath in that familiar sob and her whole body shook as she came and I did too, for what seemed like minutes. We both collapsed, her on top of me and as I felt her weight all over me, I wondered could this really be her, could this be the same girl who years before had slept on top of me exhausted after along day at a picnic or at creche? I felt some of the same things, protectiveness and tenderness, love, tinged with remorse certainly, but with exhilaration that this girl was really now a woman, that our relationship which had slowly been changing over the years now also existed on a different plane. I still could not be totally sure that it was she, but in my mind there was no doubt. Nevertheless I could not even hint at my knowledge or the spell would have been broken. I knew she could never come to me like this if she thought I knew who she was, and now that she had come to me I had to keep that confidence. I also felt the desire to experience the full range of emotions and pleasures with her and find how far she would go and how far I could take her. I was almost exhausted with pleasure and I felt she was too, but the thrill of the "anonymous" encounter revived me and I determined to keep pleasuring her. We talked now, I still called her Sophie but she no longer made any attempt to disguise her voice. Her innocence in believing I would not recognise her astounded and seduced me. I slid out from under her, licking her nipples her breasts, belly, labia, and putting my tongue and finger into her narrow vagina which was flowing with juices, hers and mine. Then I turned her over on her stomach and slowly put one slippery finger into her small arsehole as I slid my still hard cock against her labia. I slipped inside easily now and she started moving slowly again up and down, in and out. My cock slipped out and I rested it gently against the tight brown ring of her arse. As my finger slipped out the tip of my cock slightly stretched that opening. She realised what was about to happen and I could feel her hesitating, perhaps with apprehension at the size of my cock, but also at the intimacy of the act. My cock and her opening were well lubricated and as she relaxed the tip started to find its way in. I decided to let her do all the moving and held myself still. She pulled back slightly allowing me to slip out a bit, but soon started relaxing again onto my hard cock. As she relaxed she moved down and I felt myself sliding in, little by little. The enormity of what we were doing stunned me, and I think she was similarly affected. Several times I felt her tense as if she was about to flee, but after a moment her relaxation deepened, sighing with ecstasy as she took me further and further inside her. At last those sighs joined together into one long orgasm slow and almost dreamy, unlike the others. My orgasm came at the end, slowly and sensuously and with wonder at the exquisite gift we had given each other. We lay for ages like that until she had to make another trip to the loo. Minutes late Sophie bounced in and it started all over again. I was barely able to move, but with the thrill of the three way secret we managed one more orgasm, while I pretended she had been here all the time. ______________________________________________________________________ _ LUCY Well the chance came sooner than I expected. A couple of nights later I was fast asleep. I was having this fantastic dream. My back was warm from another body and warm hands were caressing my breasts, my stomach and my entire body. They stroked my breasts through my thin nightie, starting at the edges and finishing at the nipple. I could feel my nipple getting harder and harder beneath the nightie. The hand moved to my stomach and then slowly down to my waist, slowly tracing patterns on the smooth silky material. I was feeling really warm inside, as the hand moved up and down and around. Next it moved to my hips, gently stroking around the front, feeling my soft pubic hair through the material, and down, down the inside of my thighs, back up the outside to my bum. I felt those magic fingers caressing my cheeks and in between through the silken fabric. They reached between my legs to the back of my cunt which was starting to get wet and then continued down the inside of my legs. This time when it returned the hand was underneath my nightie, bare skin on bare skin, tracing round my hips. The hand reached into my sparse pubic hair and down the outside of my vulva, slowly ever so slowly. I was starting to feel really wet as my dream lover's fingers started caressing my cunt. I stirred a bit in my sleep and as I settled back down I felt something firm resting between the cheeks of my buttocks. I felt the fingers stroking the inside of my labia, up toward my clitoris and reaching inside my vagina. I was so wet I felt like I was going to come. The finger reached deeper and deeper, in and out, so slowly I could barely feel it move. The object resting between my buttocks was getting harder and larger. Obviously a cock! So my dream lover was male! I was starting to emerge from my deep sleep. After a while I became aware of the cock moving slowly between my legs until it rested at the entrance to my cunt. I shifted in my sleep, turning my pelvis outward to my dream lover. His hand was still inside me, two fingers now and I was starting to shake with ecstasy. The cock was still resting its head at the entrance to my vagina. Slowly, slowly I felt the head nudging into my dripping cunt. The hand still caressed my clitoris and around my labia as I felt my body being stretched by the dream cock. My god it was big! I was feeling so full. But millimetre by millimetre it kept sliding into me, then out a bit, then in a bit more. I wondered how much more there was, how much more I could take before I came in my dream. I was getting closer and closer as that cock gradually filled me up. The magic hands were caressing my breasts again, this time underneath my nightie which was wrapped around my breasts now. My breath was starting to come shorter and I felt about to explode. The hand moved to my bum and I felt a moist finger at the entrance to my arsehole . It slowly started to push gently in while the cock continued its way up my cunt. By now I was totally out of control and waves of pleasure washed over me. As the finger reached its full extent I could feel myself coming. By the time I stopped spasming I was almost fully awake and I realised the cock inside me was a real one! My dream lover's free hand continued to caress my taut breasts, while the finger slipped slowly out of my bottom. My dream lover could only be HIM. I guess that proved he knew who I was the other night. I couldn't believe his boldness, coming into my bed like this and fucking me, thinking I wouldn't wake up. Or maybe he was so horny he didn't care. Or maybe he wanted me to wake up. Anyway I wasn't going to let on. I let out a little sigh and sank back down as if still asleep. I wanted to see what he would do next. After what we'd done the other night I couldn't imagine what was left to do. Not that I would have minded more of the same. Unbelievably his cock was not yet fully inside me. 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