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UNCLE (C) January 2002

Sexual Fantasy Fiction
By Writer's Cramp
(Fm, Mf, MFg, rom, humil, coerced, forced, nc, teen, spk, menst, sm, ws, inc, etc.)

The Players:
Sir Theodore Asquith, Guardian of Emily.
Emily Kemp, aged 13, 
Judith Reymond, Schoolteacher
Valma Reymond, her mother.
Ralph, her new husband, Judith's stepfather.
Veronica, one of Valma's friends
Freddie, Veronica's son, aged 13.
Cindy Smart, Emily's school friend.

All my stories are archived at 
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where you will find zipped files in MS Word9 and Text formats.
I would indeed appreciate, comments and constructive 
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Please let me know what you think of the story.

This story must not be posted on any pay-site or used for commercial
purposes of any sort.

Chapter Ten
	Some 30 minutes later, Judith lay back in one of two comfortable 
armchairs and Theo sat opposite allowing her to begin where she wished.
	"I never thought I would tell this story to anyone. No one, absolutely no 
one knows what I'm about to tell you and you will understand the risk I'm taking 
in speaking to you now but it will let you understand my feelings, and that's why 
I'm doing this. It's all so clear in my mind yet it began the day after I had my 
eleventh birthday..."

	The day after her eleventh birthday was not unlike any other until that 
evening when she heard her mother call out, "Pixie, come on in here."
	Her mother used that name only rarely, usually when she was about to get 
a spanking for something she'd done.
	Frightened but knowing she must go to her mother, she hurried in to the 
sitting room. "What have I done, Mum?" She asked in a doubtful voice.
	"You haven't done anything, Pixie, but your father and I think the time 
has come when you should be taught things about growing up. You're getting to 
be a big girl now, Pixie. Now I want you to go and take a long hot shower then 
change into your nightie and come back as quickly as you can. Don't get your hair 
wet, will you?"
	"No Mum," she said turning to go.
	"Oh, Pixie, you don't have your period, do you?"
	"My...," she gasped, looking shocked at her father. "N... No, Mum," she 
mumbled, feeling a blush spread over her face.
	It was a relief to get out of the room. She had never once had something 
so intimate discussed in front of her own father.

	Visions of being told about sex in front of her father ran through her mind 
as she showered but she dismissed them. Her mother would never do that to her. 
	She guessed that her father would go off to bed and leave the two females alone 
and that eased her mind considerably. She put on a fresh nightdress and combed 
her hair in front of the mirror. It was her favourite nightie, soft cotton with little 
flowers all over. The night was warm so she didn't need anything else on anyway.

	But her expectations were dashed when she found her father still seated in 
his favourite chair, but it had been moved so it was directly in front of the sofa 
where her mother sat. 
	"Come and sit here, Pixie, dear," her mother said patting the seat beside 
her. She found herself facing her father just, their knees just inches apart.
	"You look very pretty, Judy," her father said, smiling at her.
	"Thank you, Daddy."
	"Our little girl is growing up, isn't she?" Her mother beamed at her 
husband.
	"Oh, indeed, she is."
	"Now firstly, dear, you know that anything that is said and done inside the 
household is private between us, don't you?"
	"What do you mean, Mum?"
	"I mean that all the things we are going to teach you are just between us 
and must be kept in the family. You must never tell anyone about what you will 
learn, you know that, don't you?"
	"You mean my friends? Why?"
	"Because when sexual matters are discussed they are simply no one else's 
business. Now I want you to promise us both that you will never tell anyone, no 
matter who it is and you can't even hint to your friends about the things we teach 
you."
	"Sex things? You mean...?"
	"It is time you were taught what it means to be a woman in the big world 
that's out there. You're eleven now and already have your periods so you're old 
enough to get yourself pregnant if you're not careful."
	"Pregnant? Mum, I've never..."
	"I know you haven't, baby, but if you know what to expect from those 
snotty nosed little boys you go to school with, you'll know how to make sure you 
won't get pregnant. Isn't that so? Yes, of course it is and that's why we are going 
to teach you absolutely everything about sex, baby. You'll probably know more 
that even most of your teachers by the time we're finished."
	"You mean Daddy will be staying here all the time, while you tell me?"
	"Of course he will. How will you learn about men if he doesn't? So you 
will give us your promise not to discuss it with anyone?"
	"Yes, I suppose so, Mum."
	"That's not good enough, my girl. I want you to say it plainly. That you 
will not tell anyone ever, about the lessons we give you."
	"Oh, Yes, I promise I won't tell anyone at all, Mum. Really, I won't."
	"That's good, baby," she said smiling to encourage her blushing daughter. 
She then spoke to her father. "I hear young Katherine Simpson has been taken 
away from her parents."
	"You mean Bill and Kate's kid? Why?"
	"It was in the paper. Bill's been charged for touching his daughter and 
looks as though he'll go to jail for a good few years. I don't know what Kate's 
going to do. She'll never find a job at her age and once it's reported in the papers, 
she'll be a social outcast. Her daughter's now in some state ward home. Heaven 
knows what those bastards are doing to her now she's out of circulation. I've 
heard they sell some of the girls to brothels across the border. Poor little kid."
	"Why was she taken away, Mum," Judith asked, uncertain if she really 
wanted to know.
	"I'm told all she did was tell her teacher that her father was showing her 
about sex things and all hell broke loose. No one listened to her and all they 
wanted was to get the father behind bars. He never stood a chance and it simply 
broke the family all apart." 
	"Maybe you shouldn't have told Judy about it, she looks scared."
	"I didn't mean to frighten you, Pixie," her mother said sympathetically. "It 
was just that when I explained why our lessons must be kept private, I 
remembered about it. But you wouldn't want to see us split apart like that would 
you?"
	"Of course not, Mum. It sounds terrible. I wonder what the girl is doing 
now."
	"No one's heard from her for several months. They won't even tell the 
mother where she is, much less let her see her daughter."
	"Gosh," Judith gasped.
	"I don't think Judy would ever tell anyone," her father stated, looking 
straight at his daughter with knowing eyes.
	"Well, Daddy, what do you think of your little girl?" Judith's mother 
asked as she held her tightly around the shoulder.
	"Oh, I think she's very pretty."
	"She's ever growing boobies, see," she said, pressing the nightdress firmly 
against the young girl's chest to display the small bulges.
	"Mum...," Judith gasped, trying to wriggle our of her grasp.	
	"Oh, hush, child. Your Daddy's got every right to see how his only 
daughter has grown up. You feel, Daddy. See how her little boobies are growing."
He leaned over and reached his hand out.
	"Don't," Judith squealed.
	"Now don't be silly, Pixie. You don't want to get a spanking already do 
you? You just sit still and let your Daddy feel how your boobies have grown."
	She endured the intrusion in silence, feeling his hand stroke over the twin 
mounds, gently squeezing her, molding a hand over each breast and looking 
directly into her eyes as he did so. It was so embarrassing she had to close her 
eyes and let out a loud sigh as he continued to feel her.
	"Now you thank your Daddy for being so gentle with you, baby."
	She glanced at her mother but there was no getting out of it. "Th...Thank 
you, Daddy."
	"Perhaps you'll feel better when you take your nightdress off later, Pixie," 
her mother said. "I guess the first time you feel your Daddy's hands on your little 
breasts it is rather strange but when you feel how wonderful a man can make a 
girl's breasts feel, you'll understand, won't she, Daddy?"
	They both responded together.
	"Take my nightie off? You mean...?"
	"Yes, it's just the thought of doing something different that makes her 
embarrassed but she'll learn there's nothing wrong with a daughter showing her 
body to her parents."
	"Of course not," her mother agreed. "Now what were you saying, Pixie?"
	"You said I would be taking my nightie off..."
	"By the end of your first lesson, I know you will want to thank your 
parents by showing them you hold no secrets from them. Isn't that so? After all if 
it wasn't for us, you wouldn't exist."
	"Yes, but...Oh, I don't want to, Mum. Please...." The thought of 
disrobing in their presence was beyond her imagination, and especially in front of 
her own father. At least her mother had seen her naked many times, but Daddy...?
	"We'll take it along slowly, baby, then it won't be such a shock. Just stop 
fretting; it won't be a bad experience, I promise. Besides, if you can do something 
like that, it won't be nearly as bad for your Daddy when I make him show you 
what a man looks like."
	"You mean he'll take his clothes off too? Oh, Mum, he can't."
	"How are you going to learn if you don't get shown anything? Now you're 
just being silly. I want you to tell yourself that anything that happens within our 
family is quite O.K. Go on, tell yourself just that, Judy."
	She blushed deeply at the humiliation she felt and simply bowed her head 
and closed her eyes. 
	"Now, does that make you feel better?"
	"I... I think so."
	"Good, then let's move on. Lift your nightie and show Daddy how lovely 
your legs have filled out, baby. Yes, all the way up, come on."
	"Mummy, I don't want to. Please don't make me," she pleaded with tears 
beginning to roll down her cheeks.
	"Oh, don't be so difficult, Judy. If you aren't going to cooperate I'll put 
you over my knee and then you'll still have to do it. Now what is it going to be?"
	"But Daddy might see further up..." The youngster wailed.
	"He's your father for goodness sakes. Now lift your nightie up or I'll give 
your bottom a good tanning."
	She knew it was hopeless and with dread in her heart, she slowly pulled 
the cotton nightie up her legs then further upwards until the whole of her thighs 
were bared to her parent's sight. She dared not look up, for to see her father 
looking at places she had never uncovered like this before would be too much to 
bear. At least her secret place was still covered by the scrunched up nightie and 
she pressed it firmly against her lap.
	"Open your legs, Pixie. Let your Daddy see just how lovely they look." 
	"Nooo...," she begged with anguish to no avail and she spread herself 
wider so her knees were six inches apart but still pressed the nightie to herself.
	"Well, Daddy? What do you think?"
	"Oh, yes, mother, she's a real beauty alright. We'll have to watch the boys 
from now on. She's real cock-hardening stuff is our Judy."
	"Hear that, baby. That's a real compliment."
	Judith didn't like his description one little bit. How could looking at her 
legs make boys things get hard? She asked herself.
	"Stand up in front of your father, little Pixie. It's time he felt your lovely 
bottom. He hasn't had the pleasure of making it all red and tingly as I have so it's 
his turn to feel how smooth you are. Come on, be quick about it."
	Judith looked at her mother in horror. How could she be made to do such 
things, for her own Daddy to be allowed to touch her like this? It just wasn't right, 
but how could someone so young make them stop these terrible intrusions? Judith 
knew very well she would have to obey no matter how much she hated it. She 
stood and took the small step to move directly in front of her father.
	"Now what's all the fuss about, Judy?" He asked as he reached out to pull 
her closer and held one hand around her bottom.
	"Nothing, Daddy," she replied in a voice that was almost a squeak. Then 
with two hands he pulled her between his legs and she had difficulty in standing 
upright, her toes pushed against the sofa and his pulling, put her off balance.
	His hands did similar things to what he did to her little breastlets, stroking 
and molding, squeezing and feeling. Fingertips ran up and down her crease and 
she endured it all, tears still running down her face, red from the blushes of 
humiliation. 
	"Feel her skin too, daddy," she heard her mother tell him, a strange 
inflection in her voice.
	Judith looked around at her mother, not sure she had heard correctly, but 
when she felt his hands reach under her nightie and up the back of her legs, she 
knew it was true. He was pushing his hands under her nightdress and upwards, up 
her legs and thighs until he was now stroking her naked bottom.
	"You feel very nice, Judy," he said, his lips close to her ear as he spoke. 
His fingers intruded into her crease, pulling her cheeks apart and stroking her 
most intimate places. She knew he was going to touch the very hole that she was 
trying to clench so tightly. How could someone touch such a place, where she 
poohed into the toilet? Yet his finger was insistent and she was sure the pressure 
he was applying might even force it's way inside.
	"No," she cried out in anguish. "You mustn't, Daddy. Not there."
	"Hush, child.  It is exactly what your boyfriends will try to do. It's best 
that you know how it feels before you say no."
	"But it's dirty. You can't want to touch me there. It isn't right," she cried 
out and twisted away, breaking his grip on her bottom.
	"Right, young lady, that's it. Here, over you go," her mother said harshly, 
as she felt herself pulled away from her father's groping hands..
	"No, Mummy, I'm sorry. I won't..." Then the first spank landed squarely 
over her nightie-clad bottom and she screeched aloud from the shock.
	"You will do as we say because it's for your own good," she was told as 
spank after spank landed hard against her bouncing bottom. Judith shrieked then 
howled then began to cry pleadingly as the burning grew unbearable.
	"Mummy, it hurts so much. Please, I'll be a good girl," she whimpered 
through her sobbing, frightened to push herself away from the punishment yet 
desperate for it to stop.
	As last it was over and she found her mother lecturing her but she couldn't 
concentrate on that. Her mind was only concerned with the hurt deep inside her 
bottom cheeks just then.
	"Alright then, so you're going to behave yourself from now on?" She 
heard her mother ask.
	"Ye...Yes, Mummy, I promise," she gasped, still trying to rub the hurt 
away.
	"I hope so because it will be the strap next time on your bare behind, I 
promise you. Now you go back to your father. Lift the back of your nightie up 
yourself and ask you daddy to feel how soft your bottom is. Go on, right away."
So her objections had made it all the worse. Now she had to offer herself 
to him and even ask him to touch her private places. It was a nightmare with no 
alternative. The way they were teaching her about sex, if that what this was all 
about was worse than anything she could have imagined. So she stepped between 
his legs and lifted her nightie as she was told, her face wet with tears and now red 
from the humiliation of it all. 
	"You may touch me again, Daddy," she said in a whisper, bowing her face 
so she didn't have to look at him.
	It was awful. Her bottom was so sore and as his hands glided over the 
tender skin she couldn't help but give little gasps as she stood on tip-toe, trying to 
ease his touch as much as possible. She felt herself pulled even tighter against 
him as he put the side of his face against her tummy and hummed gently to 
himself, his hands continuing to stroke her bottom.
	"Has she grown any fluff yet, Daddy?" 
	Judith couldn't believe what she heard he mother ask. Of course she had 
hair on her pussy and she knew her mother had seen it, so the question was just 
another lead in to allow her father even more intrusion.
	He moved his face away and she felt his hand move to her pussy. He was 
actually running his fingertips over her pussy hairs.
	"Oh, yes, Mother, not much but I can feel it. Very soft. Oh, very nice, 
Judy."
	She tried to pull away from the humiliation but his other hand, still around 
her bottom, held her firmly and she couldn't move.
	"I thought she would have. After all she does have her periods now." Oh, 
isn't anything sacred? Judith thought then she heard her mother continue.
	"I think it's time to show Daddy everything, Pixie. Just slip your nightie 
over your head, baby."
	"Mummy, please, do I have to?" the youngster pleaded. She knew it 
wouldn't do any good but she just couldn't stop herself asking.
	"I won't ask you again, Pixie. The strap is waiting and it will be in the 
nude anyway so what do you want? Wouldn't you prefer a little dent to your pride 
that will soon go away or twenty strokes of the strap and then a little dent to your 
pride? Hmm?"
	Silent tears flowed as she lifted the last vestige of modesty and felt the 
cool air on her skin. Her head was bowed, tears were running down her cheeks 
and falling onto the floor and on her father's trousers and she sobbed in silence, 
unable to regain her composure. Here she was standing between her father's 
knees, totally naked while he laid back against the sofa and looked at her in 
silence.
	"Oh, my God, you're beautiful, Judy."
	That did nothing for the young girl, her body shaking with uncontrollable 
emotions.
	Her mother came and sat beside her father and she took her hand. "It's 
alright to cry, Pixie. I understand how you feel. The first time is always the worst 
but there's nothing to be ashamed about. We're your parents, baby. Come on, dry 
your eyes and try to calm down. Here," she said handing some tissues to her.
	Judith wiped her eyes several times and blew her nose into the wetness 
and finally calmed herself down. She felt terrible, seeing her father still looking 
on her nakedness, unable to object or stop him while her mother sat and smiled 
with satisfaction.
	"See, it gets easier, doesn't it? It's not so bad letting your Daddy look at 
you as you thought, is it? Feeling better now?"
	"Ye... Yes, Mummy, I think so," she whispered, still sniffing and wiping 
her eyes almost constantly.
	"Didn't I tell you so? Now, Pixie, I want you to sit on your Daddy's knee 
and give him a big kiss."
	"Now? You mean now?"
	"Right now. Tell him you love him and you don't mind him looking at 
you. Go on."
	At least she could at last sit down for her legs, the whole of her body 
actually, was aching. So she did as she was told and immediately felt a hard lump 
right where she was about to sit. She jumped up and looked down, feeling her 
face flushing as she realised what had caused it. 
	"Men do that all the time, baby. Especially when they think sexy things. 
	You'll get used to it," her mother said matter-of-factly. "Tuck yourself away, 
Daddy," she added and Judith blushed all the more as she watched her father 
adjusting himself. Then he held his arms out for Judith to sit down.
	She tentatively sat and found the lump had vanished. "Bit of a shock, was 
it, baby?"
	"I... I didn't know what it was," she admitted.
	"Don't worry, baby," her mother said comfortingly, "when your lessons 
are finished you will know everything there is to know about your daddy. It's 
understandable that young girls don't know about men and sex, that's why we 
knew it was time you were taught. Now give daddy a lovely warm kiss and tell 
him you like him looking at your body."
	She looked at her mother, her eyes begging to be let off but it wasn't to be. 
So she turned to her father and reached her face towards his. He didn't move and 
she had to shuffle herself up until she could reach then kissed him with closed 
lips. 
	"Thank you for looking at me, Daddy"
	"You can do better than that, baby. Now put your arms around his neck 
and kiss him like you meant it. Open your lips when you kiss. It means you want 
to be as close to him as possible," her mother instructed.
	It was embarrassing having to do everything while her father just laid back 
and waited. He hadn't said a word of encouragement nor helped her in any way. 
	How was she to know what she should be doing?
	So, hesitantly, she reached up and encircled his neck and pulled his face 
down to hers. She had never heard of opening her lips when she kissed but 
remembered some of the love scenes at the movies where she'd seen women 
doing that and it had made her pussy quite wet. Would it make me wet down 
there now? She wondered.
	This time she found her father had opened his mouth too and the circle of 
her lips pressed against his. His hand came up and held the back of her head 
stopping her from pulling away after the momentary kiss she expected it to be. 
	Instead his lips began to take over and she felt them almost chewing her own, 
saliva mingling and escaping from the edges. He kept the kiss going for what 
seemed minutes to the youngster and she began to panic, wanting to breathe for 
his actions had pushed all the air from her lungs. She breathed heavily through 
her nose and heard moaning sounds within the room then realised they were 
coming from her. 
	At last he allowed her to break away and she fell against him, gasping not 
only from lack of breath but from something else. She didn't know what but her 
father's kiss had made her feel suddenly weak. She thought she was going to 
faint.
	She glanced over at her mother who sat there, smiling a knowing smile. 
	"Now that was how kissing someone you love feels, baby. Your daddy has always 
been a great kisser. He still takes my breath away when we kiss."
	"She says that all the time, Judy. She loses her breath when we do other 
things too, don't you, babe?"
	"Now don't you be so rude, you naughty man. She'll learn all about those 
things in good time. Take no notice of him, Pixie; it's just men's crudeness 
coming out in him. Now, baby, you just relax and feel how nice it is to be 
caressed by a man. The time will come when boyfriends want to do these things 
to you all the time and you need to know just how wonderful it makes a girl feel."
	How could she relax? For her own Daddy had begun to run his hands all 
over her front, over her breasts again, her tummy and thighs and every so often his 
fingers would tickle the hairs over her most secret place. No one had ever touched 
her there, well, no one had ever tried to, but she would have definitely stopped 
them if they had. Now her own Daddy was doing it and her mother was allowing 
him to, in fact encouraging him to feel her all over.
	"Do you touch yourself down here, Judy?" He asked softly as he twirled 
his fingers through her pussy hairs. 
	She had been lulled almost to sleep by the softness of his fingers trailing 
over her skin and his question was only half understood.
	"You mean like when I have a shower, Daddy?" She wasn't sure what he 
was getting at.
	"When you are alone in your bed. Do you stroke your pussy? Make 
yourself feel nice?"
	Of course she had heard her girlfriends talking about it at school but she 
had never done it herself, more because she wasn't really sure what they had been 
talking about. None had ever gone into detail.
	Even so, it made her blush when she replied, "No, Daddy."
	"We will teach you what to do to make yourself feel really nice. Another 
day, though," he added. "Just lay still and enjoy what I am doing to you. Does it 
feel nice?"
	"Yes," she whispered, feeling very self-conscious about her complete 
nudity, sitting on her father's knees. The lump was now pressing onto her hip as 
she cuddled close to him and she knew this time that he was that way because he 
was touching her like this.
	He kept on pleasing her sensitive flesh for a long time in silence and she 
had almost drifted off to sleep again when her mother broke the reverie. 
	"I think it's time for our little girl to go to bed. Give your Daddy and 
Mummy a goodnight kiss and then hop into bed, baby. You won't need a nightie 
tonight. I want you to sleep just as you are. Understood?"
	"Yes, Mum," she replied feeling sheepish once again.
	"Good night dear," she said giving Judith a wet kiss similar to what her 
father had but for nowhere near as long. Then her father gave her another sloppy 
wet kiss and she found herself moaning aloud again. It was so strange and she had 
feelings she had never known before, deep down in her tummy.
	"Good night, Daddy. Good night, Mum," she said when all the kissing was 
finally over. 
	"We'll have another lesson soon, baby. There's lots more to go, you 
know," her mother said as she began to leave.
	"Yes, Mum." 
	Sleeping naked under cool sheets felt very strange at first but as she 
warmed up it made her begin to somehow, feel naughty and yet wonderful.

	Nothing was said the next morning when she came in for breakfast. It was 
almost as though what she experienced last night hadn't happened at all. Her 
father hurried off to work giving her a quick peck on the cheek on his way past 
and that was all. She was expecting her mother to ask her what she had thought of 
the experience but nothing at all.
	Should she raise the subject? But that would only show that she liked what 
had happened. Well, in a way she did but it didn't seem right to let them know 
that. It was all so personal and she was pleased that she wasn't made to share her 
thoughts about the night.  The morning just progressed as any other morning and 
she finished breakfast then left for school, giving her mum a peck on the cheek as 
she always did. 
	But it was different when she arrived home from school.

Chapter Eleven
	"Pixie," she heard her mother call and went to she what she wanted.
	"Yes, Mum?"
	"Make sure you finish all your homework before supper, baby. We'll have 
another lesson this evening."
	Judith blanched and couldn't say a thing for several moments. 
	"Another...? You mean like...?"
	"Of course I do, baby. Last night was just the beginning. Now listen 
carefully, this is what I want you to do and I don't want to have to tell you again, 
understand?" Before Judith had a chance to respond she went on. "As soon as 
you've finished your homework, take a shower and dry yourself off. Then wait in 
your room until I call you for supper. I want you to sit at the table completely 
undressed, just as you were last night. You are not to make any comment about 
the fact you are naked but go about eating with your daddy and I as if nothing was 
out of the ordinary. If your daddy wants to touch you, no matter where, you will 
not object or even try to stop him from doing so. Now don't say another word. Off 
and finish your school assignments."  With that, she turned and left the young girl 
on her own.
	Judith couldn't believe her ears. It seemed far worse that what had 
happened last night for she was going to parade in front of them as though it was 
her own idea. Did her father know what was going to happen? Probably, she told 
herself although Mum seemed to be the one that was running these lessons. Now 
she was expected to show her nudity even at the dinner table. It was just awful 
and a little squeak flowed from her throat as she managed to stifle a sob.
	It was most difficult trying to concentrate on her assignments after that but 
some were important and she forced herself to do it. Then with a sigh, she 
undressed and went to the bathroom.

	Judith thought her mother had forgotten all about her, the wait was so long 
but finally she head the now familiar, "Pixie, supper's on the table."
	She peered out into the hall and when she was sure her father on his way 
to the table wouldn't catch her in the raw, she gingerly made her way to the 
dining room. Her father had his back to the door but she caught her mother's eye 
as soon as she came into the room. Nothing was said and she silently walked to 
just behind her father then quickly slipped into her seat, right next to him. He 
didn't even look up, just kept on eating as if he wasn't aware of her presence at 
all.
	"Isn't it customary to kiss your father when he comes home. Pixie?" Her 
mother prompted.
	She couldn't reach him without standing up so she did. "Good evening, 
Daddy," she breathed softly then quickly sat down again.
	"Hello, baby. Have a good day at school?" 
	"Oh, I suppose so," she replied, blushing furiously.
	"You look lovely this evening, Judy. Smell nice too," he said with a smile.
	"Thank you, Daddy," she blushed. He hadn't given any sign or surprise 
about her nudity, which seemed strange. It was a normal evening meal except this 
time she was naked and they weren't showing any awareness of it. At least that's 
how it seemed.
	"The same rules exist for tonight as for last night, Pixie. Your next 
disobedience will earn you 20 strokes of the strap on your naked bottom. I don't 
want to even see you hesitate to do what you are told tonight, understand?"
	"Y... Yes, Mum," she conceded. "What are you going to do?"
	"You'll soon see, don't be so eager." Then to her husband, she said, 
	"What would you like to see our little girl do for you tonight, Daddy?"	
	"Well, she has to be taught how to display herself properly. Perhaps we 
could start with that. Then a few poses that any husband would desire and some 
lovemaking positions. I'm sure she doesn't know how a young lady should 
present herself to her husband when they make love."
	"Oh, that's very good. Yes we can start with those. I think the bedroom 
would be the best place for that. You go and shower then I'll follow."
When he left, Judith looked at her mother. "Is Daddy going to be naked 
too, Mum?"
	"Would you like him to be?"
	"Nooo," she wailed.
	"It will happen someday, baby. Can't teach you about sex without 
knowing what a man looks like under his clothes. Or you'll never learn how men 
and women make love."
	"I... You... You mean he's going to have sex with me?" She gasped, her 
face turning white almost instantly.
	"I said you have to see him naked so you can learn how men and women 
have sex. I didn't say he was going to have sex with you, did I?"
	"No but... Well, I thought..."
	"So you wouldn't let him do that to you, then?"
	"I... He... He's my father, Mum. Isn't that illegal? It's called incet, isn't 
it?"
	"It's called incest and yes it is illegal under the laws of the land. But only 
when someone reports it to the authorities."
	"Is that what happened to Kathy Simpson, Mum? Incest?"
	"I guess so. See what happens when someone else sticks their nose in 
family business."
	"But my teacher said we don't have to let out father do sex things with us. 
In SexEd. class, that's what she said."
	"She has to say that, baby. That's what the government tells schools to say 
but would you ever tell anyone if your daddy did things to you?"
	"Will he, Mum?"
	"Would you tell if he did?"
	"I... No. No I couldn't. They would take me away from you just like 
Kathy Simpson."
	"He won't be having sex with you tonight, Pixie, if that's what's troubling 
you."
	"Oh." The dread was instantly lifted.
	"But we still want you to do what you're told, remember that."
	"Yes, I promise I will, Mum."
	"Good. Well, it's my turn to shower. Do you need to take a pee?"
	"I think so." 
	"Then come and do it while I'm getting undressed. Then you can go and 
wait in your room. I'll come and get you when we're ready."

	"Come on, Pixie, Time for show and tell," her mother said from the door. 
	She had changed into a white silk nightdress that Judith was sure she could see 
through.
	"What do I have to tell, Mum?"
	"Silly girl, you're going to show more than tell tonight. You will be very 
embarrassed but it is necessary."
	"Embarrassed? Why?"
	"Just be patient, you'll soon see."
	That old feeling of dread returned almost as quickly as it left her last time. 
	"I feel sick, Mum, really I do."
	"It's called butterflies. Come on, Daddy's waiting."
	Indeed he was, leaning on his elbow, and smiling as she approached him. 
	"Lay down beside me, baby. Remember our kiss last night?" 
	"Yes."
	"I liked it so much I'm going to kiss you like that again. Then I want you 
to kiss me back the same way. O.K.?"
	"I suppose so," she replied dubiously, wondering how she could ever kiss 
like her daddy did.
	He snuggled her body closer to his and put an arm around her shoulder, 
holding her firmly against him then leaned down and placed his lips over hers. 
	Almost immediately Judith found herself breathing quickly as though she 
couldn't take any air into her lungs and she began panting. Was this the way girls 
in the movies felt when some handsome film star kissed them? She wondered, for 
she felt quite strange just as she did last night. Almost ready to faint, she felt an 
unusual wetness between her legs and wondered if her father could see it at all.
	He maintained the contact, his lips always moving over hers, his own 
breath coming faster now. Soon, she felt his tongue licking her lips then pushing 
inside. It felt ghastly, horrible yet the more she fought to get away the harder he 
held her tight and continued the probing. At first she thought she was going to be 
sick but slowly she got her mind under control and then realised it wasn't so bad 
after all. In fact it was arousing her more than she had ever known. More and 
more, her breath being forced in and out through her nose so fast that soon 
secretions were running down her face onto the bed.
	It mattered little for saliva was spread all over her face as well and as she 
became more aroused she realised it was because her father had released her 
shoulder and his hand was cupping her breasts and roaming all over her stomach 
and even down to her pussy mound. He was making her feel so wonderfully good. 
	That her mother saw all was of little consequence to Judith right at this point of 
time for she couldn't have cared less, just as long as he kept doing things like this 
to her.
	Finally, he stopped and she lay beside him as limp as a dishcloth trying to 
catch her breath, hating the fact that the feelings of arousal were slowly 
dissipating. She opened her eyes to see him looking down at her limp body and 
smiling into her eyes.
	"I think I could have made love to you then, young lady, and you wouldn't 
have objected in the least," he said with a laughing lilt.
	"Oh," was all she could respond.
	"At least you aroused your father just as much, Pixie," her mother said, 
looking down at her as well. You should see the tent in his pajamas right now. 
No, don't get up, just rest for a bit." She was told.
	What did she mean by a tent in his pajamas?  Was there such a breeze that 
was inflating...? No, of course it wasn't that. Then she recalled his hardness last 
night.
	"Oh," she gasped, and shut her eyes in shame.
	"Now it's your turn," her father said, casually.
	"You really want me to...? You want me to do it to you, Daddy? I'm not 
sure I can."
	"You've got to practice on someone and I'm available."
	"Yes, but it's... Well it's naughty," she stammered with embarrassment.
	"When it's naughty it feels the best, baby. Or you could start on your 
mother and do me when you've decided you are good at it."
	"Kiss Mum? Like That? She wouldn't let me," the youngster said, 
surprised at the suggestion.
	"I would and in time I will insist you do, but tonight it's Daddy's turn. 
Come on, get started."
	Judith didn't know what to say or do. The thought of kissing her mother, 
with her tongue pushed up inside her mouth was too much to even think about. 
And yet she had been given every indication that was what's still to come. 
Eventually, she forced herself to focus on carrying out her father's wishes.
	She lay against his chest, one arm over him, the other balancing herself as 
she half leaned over him and laid her lips against his. She was actually kissing her 
father as a lover would. 'Daughter kisses father while mother looks on', she 
imagined the headline would say when they got caught. 
	Despite the strange feeling deep inside, despite the humiliation she was 
feeling, despite the fact she had never before kissed anyone on the lips, she 
wanted to do it. As she closed her eyes to concentrate she felt his breathing 
become faster which gave her the courage to go further. She wasn't sure how to 
make her lips do the things his did but they seemed to take over on their own and 
she was kissing him with a passion. He tickled the tip of her tongue with his, 
almost as a signal to return the caress and so she did. Judith was sure that was the 
start of her arousal this time for things were happening between her legs that she 
couldn't understand. Bubbles seemed to be fizzing right inside her vagina then 
bursting against her closed pussy lips, tickling bubbles that sent her mind reeling 
as she kissed.
	She felt someone take the hand that was laying over his chest and began to 
stroke it over his chest and tummy, then push it beneath his pajama coat so she 
was stroking his bare skin. Just as he had done to her, that's what he said. In that 
split second she remembered where his hand had finally reached. Her pussy. 
Would she...? No, not that.
	It was nice doing things that obviously made her daddy feel nice because 
he was moaning, grunting almost, very softly and his breath was shooting through 
his nose very fast. Yes, she was sure she was arousing her daddy and that was 
naughty yet it felt so nice so grown up and satisfying. She was doing it right and 
she felt proud despite that little seed deep inside her brain telling her she didn't 
want to let him see her naked like this.
	The hand that guided hers under her Daddy's pajama coat pulled her hand 
lower and she would have broken the kiss and protested but her father anticipated 
the move and held her face hard against his. Meanwhile she felt her hand moved 
further down, over his pajama pants and along each thigh then directly over his 
crotch.
	For the first time in her life she felt the hardness of a man's penis, and her 
father's at that. Now she knew what the tent in his trousers was like last night for 
his thing was poking almost straight up under his soft pajamas. And the hand that 
was moving hers, took it right along the length of his thing, up until she reached 
the very top where it seemed to bulge out. 
	She tried to pull away but her mother whispered, "You must caress it, 
baby, just as he did to you. Hold it in your hand and stroke it up and down. 
Gently, dear."
	This was too much. She tried to pull away again but her mother was 
holding her hand firmly and clenching it around his thing. At the same time, her 
father held her face between both of his hands and took over the kissing so that 
she was quite trapped.
	A fierce message in her ear from her mother, said, "You will do what 
you're told, Pixie or the consequences will be very bad for you."
So she held his penis and slowly pumped her hand up and down his 
pajama-clad member, feeling absolutely degraded at having to do such a thing. 
	The first contact had thrilled but the forceful intentions of her mother changed her 
feelings and now she hated it.
	But her feelings mattered not for the adults required her to do things she 
didn't want to do, so do them she did. Her father broke from the kiss that had 
lasted many minutes but still held her face firmly in his hands while he gasped for 
breath, groaning like someone who was dying. It frightened her and she tried to 
ask him what the matter was but he didn't seem to hear. Meanwhile her mother 
prompted her to keep moving her hand along his thing for she had stopped when 
she heard the frightening tones coming from her father.
	"More," he called out and her mother took control of Judith's hand, 
tightening her hold and pumping much faster. Her father's body became tense 
then began to violently shudder until right into her face, he screamed, "Fuck," 
very loudly, almost violently.
	Her hand was being pumped furiously, her mother hissing from the 
exertion but Judith was never allowed to slow her movements. Then she felt a 
pulse beneath her hand and his pajamas where the end of his thing was pushing 
up, became very wet.
	"Hold it, baby. Don't let it go. Just squeeze the head gently. You've given 
your Daddy a climax. You've helped him to have sex." She was told in a whisper. 
	"I'm going to let your hand go but you must keep hold of his cock until I say you 
can let go. Don't make me angry. The wet is nothing, it's not pee."
	Well that was some relief because she really thought he had peed in his 
pajamas and she was being made to hold the wetness away from him. So what 
was it? She wondered.
	The shuddering finally eased and she felt his thing getting soft then limp 
but she still held on to it as best she could. He released her face and pressed it 
against his, cheek to cheek for a long while, then he finally stirred.
	"You can let him go now, Pixie," she was told. 
	The fabric was sticky as she lifted her hand away and she was shocked to 
see such a large patch of wetness covering almost the whole front of his pajamas. 
It definitely looked like pee, she thought.
	"See, you gave your Daddy a climax. It made him feel very nice, in fact 
the best feeling a man can have. See all his cum? He just shot a load of sperm and 
it was your hand that did it." Her mother told her with satisfaction. "You've done 
very well."
	"I... I don't understand," Judith finally said, her eyes still entranced at the 
wetness.
	"When a man makes love to a woman, when he has sex with her, he 
deposits a load of sperm inside her pussy. It makes him feel like a million dollars 
and sometimes makes her feel very nice too. Go to the bathroom and bring a 
warm washer and a towel. We have to clean him up."
	Still bemused by the turn of events she hurried to her task.
	"I won't have a baby, will I, Mum?"
	"Oh, you're a worry-wart. Of course you won't. Not unless you let some 
of his goo get into your pussy, at least." She began to peel the opening of his 
pajamas away from his loins and Judith saw the white globs of sperm her father 
had deposited. "You wipe while I get these wet things off him," she was told.
	She wiped, fascinated at the gradual exposure of her father's thing right 
before her eyes. And then it lay bare, soft and crinkled lying on the bed of hairs 
that grew so profusely between his legs. Around it were patches of white sperm, 
large globs and shiny wet patches where it had soaked into his hairs. 
	"Where did it come from?" She asked innocently.
	"His balls made it and when you made him aroused he shot it out of his 
cock. But it was a lot bigger then than it is now, as you well know. Poor dears, 
they all get so worn out they just roll over and go to sleep after a good fuck."
	"Mum," Judith shrieked.
	"What?"
	"What you said. You said... Well, you know."
	"Fuck? Sure, why not. It's a good descriptive word. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. 
	Surely you've heard that word before."
	"Yes, but not from you."
	"Well you'll hear plenty of that when Daddy fucks me, baby. It's his pet 
word. Look, we had planned a lot more to teach you tonight but Daddy's asleep 
and I think it would be best if you went to bed. But we've got a surprise for you 
tomorrow night. Good night, baby, and thanks for being such a good little girl and 
doing all you were told." 
	"What is it, Mum? The surprise?"
	"It wouldn't be a surprise then."
	"He's not going to...? You know, do it to me?"
	"He won't fuck you ever, baby, not your pussy at least. Your virginity is 
just as precious to him as it is to you, so stop your worrying and go to bed."
Judith became decidedly happier at that news and rushed to her bed before 
anyone changed their minds.

Chapter Twelve
	"Come to the table just like last night, Pixie," her mother said as she got 
home from school. Judith really expected that news and simply agreed. She was 
going to be felt up and touched again, no doubt.

	When her mother came for her, she too was quite nude. Judith was 
surprised to see how trim her figure was for she couldn't recall ever seeing her 
completely nude before. It was something she hadn't thought about and seeing 
two firm breasts hardly move when she walked and the soft sheen of her body, 
made her appreciate her mother more than she could have imagined.
	"Tonight you're going to learn how to make a man feel very nice without 
him fucking you," she declared with a wicked smile. "It's one way you can keep 
your man happy while you've got your period."
	"Oh, I never thought about that," Judith admitted. 
	"Daddy will be nude too so you'll get to see everything, baby. Make him 
proud and tell him how sexy he looks. It will boost his ego no end."
	"Won't he mind, speaking like that, I mean?"
	"He'll think he's very macho at remarks like that. Wait until his cock is 
hard though. No man is very macho when it's all shriveled up."
	They walked into the room and her father was lying on his back slowly 
stroking a fairly good erection. He smiled at his young daughter. "Do you think 
it's time to feel this inside your virgin pussy, Judy?"
	"Wha...? Nooo," she shrieked, clutching her mother's hand. "Mum, I 
don't...?"
	"He's just kidding, Pixie. I promised you he wouldn't poke that thing in 
your pussy just yet and I meant it..."
	"You mean I don't get to taste a virgin hole?" He moaned, dropping his 
bottom lip in disappointment.
	"You know very well it's out of bounds so don't try that little game on me, 
buster. Tonight, big mama is going to make you happy and our little girl is going 
to watch. I hope she watches carefully for the next time we're all on this bed it 
will be her turn to pleasure both her Daddy and her Mummy."
	"Me? I have to do things to both of you? N... No, I don't want to," she 
pleaded with her eyes, more out of hope than desperation.
	"Come, Daddy, let me take over what you seem to like so much," Judy's 
mother said, brushing his hand away from his cock. She kissed the head lightly 
and Judith saw her tongue flick out to wipe away the little bead of fluid that had 
formed there. She took a tube of lubrication from the bedside table and rubbed 
some on her hand then closed it around the ever-hardening cock.
	"Relax, baby. Let mama make you happy.  Is it nice?"
	"Hmm," he sighed, closing his eyes.
	Judith looked on in fascination. She realised that rubbing his thing made 
him shoot inside his pajamas last night but seeing it all out in the open was much 
more exciting. Her mother was encouraging him to enjoy it all the time, cajoling 
and even saying dirty things.
	"Does it feel as nice as when you fuck my pussy, baby? Or when you rape 
my sweet bottom hole? Which is best, baby? Tell me."
	He didn't answer but Judith saw him arch his head backwards, clenching 
his teeth together and hiss as thought he was trying to stop something happening.
	"Wait. Stop. Now," he gasped soon afterwards and immediately her 
mother lifted her hand away.
	"Nearly got away, did it?"
	"Phew, that was close," he whispered as he tried to relax. But it didn't last 
for long for his wife kneeled between his legs, wiped the length of his cock with a 
tissue then leaned down and slid her lips over the hard pole. His moans 
commenced immediately as she moved up and down over his erection, Judith was 
amazed that the whole length seemed to vanish inside her mother's mouth with 
each down-thrust.
	Her mother glanced at her several times but with her mouth stuffed with 
cock she couldn't say anything. Judith thought she could detect a smile in her 
eyes though.
	He cried out for her to stop again but this time she maintained her 
movements, sucking the hardness in and out time and time again. Then with a 
mighty lurch that shocked the young girl, his body arched, his legs stiffened and 
he roared loudly, "Oh, Fuuuck," and he began to shudder almost out of control.
	Judith became frightened in those seconds but realised it hadn't worried 
her mother so began to relax. Slowly, her mother eased down on her movements 
and finally laid her face against his thigh, his cock still held in her mouth as she 
looked directly at her daughter.
	For several minutes, she laid still, looking at Judith all the time. Judith 
wasn't sure what to do and knelt beside them both, not moving, hoping her 
mother would signal something to her. Then she noticed the cock was growing 
smaller quite fast until it's limpness was apparent. It was the signal that obviously 
prompted her mother to release her hold of it and let it slide from her lips.
	Judith watched as her mother crawled to her side, took the youngster's 
face in her hands and rising up above her daughter, planted a kiss right on her 
lips. Judith felt her mother's tongue forcing it's way between her lips and she 
opened her mouth as she did when her father kissed her last night. But instead a 
tongue being thrust inside, she felt liquid flooding her mouth. Her mother held her 
face firmly in her hands and stopped Judith from pulling away until a few seconds 
later when Judith seemed to relax a little, she lifted her face away, smiled and 
said, "Congratulations, Pixie, you've just tasted your first mouthful of sperm. 
Now swallow." She held her daughter's mouth closed and pinched her nose. 
	Judith had no choice.
	When it was over, the look of shock made her mother laugh with glee.
	"Yuk, what have you done," Judith cried out. "You've made me have a 
baby," she cried incredulously. But it was too late for the seed had been 
swallowed and Judith was crying out in panic.
	"Baby. Baby," her mother finally took control, hugging her tightly. "You 
can't have a baby by swallowing sperm. It has to go into your pussy and then only 
at certain times of the month can you get pregnant. So, what did you think of the 
taste?"
	"I... I don't remember," Judith admitted. "It just slipped down my throat."
	"Never mind, Pixie, he's got plenty more. We'll give him a little rest then 
you can try for yourself."
	"Me? But you said it wouldn't be until tomorrow."
	"Well I've changed my mind. Now you watch daddy making me happy 
then I want you to suck him off just like I did."
	"No. Please, Mummy, don't make me do that. It's disgusting."
	"No it's not. Every woman sucks her man off, probably more times than 
she gets fucked. Anyway, you can relax for the moment and watch how Daddy 
pleases me. And how," she added with a wink.
	Judith saw her parents change places with Daddy kneeling between his 
wife's knees. He leaned along her body kissing then sucking each breast between 
his teeth, licking and tickling so that soon her mother was moaning softly with 
pleasure. Judith felt so happy to see her enjoying his touch that she thought she 
was going to start crying, and tears of joy welled up, almost blinding her until she 
blinked quickly several times. 
	Then his lips began to descend, past her belly button, over the heavy mat 
of hair until he was nuzzling her pussy itself. She could clearly see his tongue 
stroking along the line of her sex and the sight almost took her breath away. It 
was so exciting. Never in her life had she expected to see anything like this. Her 
mother was writhing from side to side, crying out little meows of obvious 
pleasure at what was being done to her but Judith couldn't imagine how licking 
such a filthy place could make her happy.
	"Ye... Yes, yes, that's good. More. Oh, Baby that's good," her mother 
moaned softly, her head rocking from side to side as he continued to lick her sex. 
	The scene was such that Judith felt strange urgings deep within herself, feelings 
she liked yet which shocked her, for she knew instinctively it was sexual feelings. 
	Even though she wasn't being touched herself, she knew that what was happening 
inside her own young body was the result of naughty thoughts she had while 
watching her parents do things she had never dreamed of before.
	She saw her mother arch her body just as her father did and her legs began 
to vibrate then she gasped loudly, crying out in loud moans how good she felt. 
	Judith saw the beads of perspiration breaking out all over her mother's body and  
moved to wipe her mother's brow with part of the sheet as the older woman 
slowly relaxed from her climax.
	The room was became quite silent, Daddy half lying over Mummy's 
breasts; Mummy still breathing deeply yet seeming to be in a state of calmness.
	"That's how Daddy makes me feel, Pixie," her mother suddenly spoke, 
her eyes still closed. "It's the most wonderful feeling and you must let Daddy 
please you whenever he wishes to. You understand?"
	The young girl felt her freedom being taken away. She couldn't object to 
whatever they wanted to do. Now she had to let her father lick her pussy 
whenever he wanted to. To object would mean another beating. To agree meant 
she had to endure filthy acts like this. Why would he want to lick something so 
smelly and nasty?
	"Daddy...?" She began, not knowing what she really wanted to say. "You 
wouldn't want to do that, would you?" She finally blurted self-consciously.
	"I intend to do just that right now, young lady. Now you just lay back and 
open your legs. You're about to feel just how wonderful being a woman can be."
	"Oh no, you mustn't," she begged but slid down onto the bed when she 
saw the fierceness in his eyes. "Oh, It's terrible. You shouldn't," she wailed.
	He didn't even stop to listen but pushed her legs wide apart so he could 
see all of her privates. He knelt there just looking, glancing up at her eyes from 
time to time, breathing deeply, strangely, Judith thought. She was quite convinced 
he was about to take her virginity despite the assurances her mother had given just 
recently.
	Judith saw his penis poking straight towards her, long and thick and so red 
that it frightened her. She tried to wriggle her bottom further up the bed, away 
from this fearful thing that men had between their legs but her efforts were in 
vain.
	"This is supposed to give you pleasant feelings, Judy. Don't panic, it 
won't hurt at all, quite the opposite in fact. Just relax, baby, and let Daddy show 
you what it means to be pleasured by a man."
	"No, Daddy, don't. Mummy promised you wouldn't."
	"Promised?" He asked, looking at his wife. "What did she promise?" 
	"That you wouldn't do it to me. You know..." She almost shrieked, 
unable to say the words she meant.
	"I promised our little Pixie you wouldn't deflower her, baby. She's just 
confused," her mother chimed, with a smile. "He's not going to do that, you funny 
girl," she said to her daughter, this time. "It's just his tongue, not that great big 
pole of his." 
	"Oh," she murmured. Even his tongue was bad enough.  And she 
whimpered, close to tears.
	Daddy leaned down and began to do the same things to her as he did to 
her mother. She was surprised how strange it felt to have her own father licking 
her nipples, first one then the other, but when he took one between his lips and 
squeezed as his tongue licked across the tip, she lost her breath and had to gasp 
feverishly almost in panic. Oh, it felt so strange, making her body deep inside feel 
like the fizzy soda pop feeling from last night.
	She tried to sit up but the effort was too great and her head lolled back 
onto the pillow. She cried out from the very pleasure he gave her. It was 
incredible. The same happened when he took the other nipple between his lips.
	Then her whole skin began to tingle as he slid his tongue down her 
tummy, leaving little cold trails of saliva. Before she knew it, he had reached her 
pussy, exactly as he had done to her mother and his tongue lapped up and down 
the slit, sending signals the youngster never knew existed. 
	"Oh, Daddy... Daddy, something's happening. It feels strange... Stop, 
please stop, I think I'm going to burst. Ohhhh...," she moaned, feeling her body 
begin to shiver even though she felt quite warm, hot even.
	He never listened, maintaining a constant rhythm up and down her vulva, 
irritating the sensitive membranes with his tongue, holding her hips to steady the 
gyrations her body was doing. His two thumbs pulled the lips of her vagina apart 
and his tongue had a clear pathway to her clitoris, her warm, wet swollen nub that 
he annoyed incessantly. 
	The shooting fireworks bursting throughout her body were driving her 
wild..  Never could she have dreamed feelings like this. It was one thing to stroke 
her pussy with her finger when she was drifting off to sleep but this was 
something entirely different.  Her mother was trying to calm her for she was 
whispering shushing sounds in her ear but it was of little help. Judith's body felt 
as though it had a mind of it's own over which she had no control whatsoever. 
	She knew she was shuddering against her father's face, pushing hard 
against him as he continued licking. The moment he clamped his lips around her 
little clit, she too found herself arching her whole body up as though it were a 
bridge over a little stream. She never realised she was screaming out loud for her 
brain had blocked out everything other than the incredible feelings that were 
shooting into every corner of her being.
	When the orgasm broke, Judith almost fainted. Her body was doing things 
she didn't understand and throughout the seconds that the climax gripped her, she 
panicked but was unable to stop any of the shuddering that was passing through 
her. She cried out for help yet her voice was actually screaming words of 
unbelievable pleasure. Eventually it passed and it was as though she had lost 
something very special although she wasn't quite sure what. All she could do was 
lay on the bed, not caring that her father could see everything between her legs as 
he knelt back on his heels for she had no energy even to keep her knees closed. 
	She slumped back and laid still. 
	Something awoke a memory and she smiled when she realised she had 
been doing almost the identical things she had just seen her mother do. They had 
their own individual orgasms yet it was as though the experience was shared.
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