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Subject: {ASSM} Gotherige RP, 3 of 5, M/f, w/s, inc *
Date: Thu, 23 Mar 2000 21:10:06 -0500
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New-ish story, posted a month or two ago to alt.sex.stories.
1 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
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"Ah, good" breathed the eighteen year old - "I've finished my shift so
we've got all afternoon together. Shall we watch TV? - it's my lunch
break, so I've got an hour or so.''
This was a bit of a disappointment to me and Andrew - perhaps
yesterday, after all, she had just kissed Penny out of sympathy and
didn't really want to seduce her. The two girls sat at the foot of
Penelope's single bed watching some French film. "Oh, this is a good
one" said Justine, kicking off her shoes - "it's very romantic."
They sat side by side for a few minutes until a kissing scene came on
the screen. "Doesn't that look nice?'' asked Justine - "the woman
looks like she's really enjoying it - wouldn't you like someone to
kiss you like that?" But Penelope was no na ve ingenue - "Like you
did yesterday?" she replied. Justine laughed - "Yes, just like that -
would you like to again?" she said, turning to face Penelope and
running a hand through her hair. Penelope responded to this by
closing her eyes and arching her back, and as her head tipped up
slightly, Justine leaned forward and covered Penny's lips with her
own. At this, the thirteen year old moved her hand up behind
Justine's head, to press the older girl closer to her lips. I watched
as they kissed each other - saw how their mouths opened and they
swirled their tongues together, listened to the soft smack of flesh on
flesh and the soft noises of purring contentment they made as they
explored each other's mouth. As Justine pulled away from Penelope
both girls held their tongues out, stroking tip against tip, and as
their tongues slowly parted, I could see a thin string of saliva that
stretched and broke as they finally ended their loving kiss
This had clearly turned Penelope on, since she became bolder, more
adventurous, and, turning the tv off, said to her older lover "Let me
undress you." Both girls got to their feet, and Justine turned round
so that her back was facing Penelope. The younger girl reached up to
the zip at the top of the French maid's uniform, slowly easing it down
her back. As she did so, the checked fabric of the uniform parted
across Justine's shoulders, revealing her smooth, creamy skin and her
bra strap stretched across her back. Penny leaned forward and kissed
the white elasticated fabric of the bra, and then placed kisses above
it as far as she could reach. Justine moaned as she felt her little
lover's lips on her back and, in response to her pleasure, Penelope
slid her hands down Justine' body, stroking over the sides of her
waist and then drawing her hands together to caress the maid's
buttocks through her uniform. Again Justine moaned at Penny's touch,
speaking soft French phrases of desire.
Penelope stooped and grasped the hem of Justine's dress, lifting it
and rolling it into her hands as she moved it up the maid's body,
revealing her black stockings, and then her white panties under them.
As the thirteen-year old stood straight she again kissed Justine's
exposed back, and, then, still holding the uniform, she stood on the
bed so that she could lift it off. As she stood, she ran her tongue
up Justine's upper back, leaving a sheen of saliva running up from the
older girl's bra strap to the top of her neck. And then, in one
smooth supple movement, Penny stripped Justine of her uniform, leaving
the older girl in just bra, panties and stockings. Justine's body was
wonderful, and her long legs, firm buttocks, smooth, taught belly and
full, pert breasts formed a delicious contrast to the younger girl's
adolescent and immature body.
"Now it's my turn to undress you" breathed Justine, turning to Penny
with a look a hot desire written over her face. First of all she
swooped down to kiss the little girl, and once more they pressed their
mouths together passionately. But then Justine broke the kiss, and
reached her fingers down to Penelope's waist, easing them inside the
band of her jeans and taking hold of her sweatshirt. She eased this
up over Penelope's head, exposing her upper body and sexy polka-dot
satin bra. Penny raised her hands in the air to allow Justine to take
the top off and, as soon as Justine had removed it, she grasped
Penny's outstretched arms and kissed her fingers, one by one. After
doing this she dropped to her knees to remove Penelope's trousers, but
as she did so she noticed the faint stains and streaks covering the
girl's body. Her eyes lit up and she asked "Is that....?" "Yes" said
Penelope - "from Daddy and David, last night - I didn't wash because I
thought you'd like to do it for me."
From my peephole in the next-door room I marvelled, as I had many
times already, at this little girl's sexual imagination, for even in
the throes of last night's pleasure she had been thinking of the
coming sex-play with the eighteen-year old maid. Purposely, she had
not washed that morning, leaving my dried come stains and those of her
father written across her body as a treat for her new-found lesbian
lover.
Clearly this stimulated Justine just as it did me, for the maid
breathed an inarticulate groan of desire, pressing her lips to
Penelope's upper body, kissing and licking at the dried remains of our
sperm. Penny, still wearing her bra and trousers, responded to
Justine's tongue by pressing her hands down on the maid's head in a
fervour of pleasure. Justine kissed and licked over Penny's body,
running her tongue into the little girl's belly button and then up
towards her bra, caressing and nuzzling her small breasts through the
fabric. `Oh, yes, Justine, that's good, that's good' said Penelope -
`lick me, kiss me - ahh, that's so good - I love you -I - I - oh -
lower, go lower." Justine obeyed, reaching down to the shiny metal
button of Penelope's jeans and sliding it through the clasp, and then
she undid the zip and began to slide the jeans down over Penelope's
young hips, revealing panties that matched her bra. As she pulled the
trousers down Penny's legs she leaned forward to kiss her cunt through
her satin underwear, causing the girl to once more groan in sexual
delight and run her fingers through Justine's long black hair. Penny
then stepped out of the trousers, leaving both girls exposed to our
view just in their underwear, and just about to make love to each
other.
Penny began first. She rolled Justine's tights down her legs and then
stood and released the clasp of her bra. It fell away from Justine's
body, revealing her firm, full breasts to all our gazes. I noticed a
growing wet patch in the older girl's knickers at the same time
Penelope did, because the young girl fell to her knees, saying "Oh,
you are excited" and pressed her mouth to Justine's crotch. We could
hear the child breath in deeply as she inhaled the scent of the maid's
aroused cunt - we could see as she kissed and licked the older girl
through her underwear. And then this thirteen-year-old, still in her
bra and panties, pulled Justine's knickers down, revealing for the
first time her cunt.
"Oh, wow" said Penelope "you've got so much hair - I've never seen one
with that much on it."
"Ah, so this is not your first time with another girl?" asked the
maid.
"No - I've played with my little sister - but you're the only person
who knows that - I haven't even told Daddy, and he fucks me all the
time."
"I'm not surprised" said Justine - "you're such a sexy little girl -
I'm sure he can't keep his hands off you - but now I want you to be as
naked for me as you are for him." With this, Justine reached round
behind Penny's back and unhooked her slight bra, reverently lifting it
away from the girl's small breasts, and breathing a sigh of admiration
as Penelope's snowy tits and pink nipples were exposed to her
lascivious view. "Oh, you are beautifully made here" she told the
young girl, making her blush in pleasure, before dropping to her knees
and running her hands over Penny's knickers. As Penny had done to
her, she did to Penny, kissing the little girl's cunt through the
shiny satin of her underwear, before hooking her finger into the top
of the panties and easing them down the thirteen-year-old's slender
legs, revealing Penny's almost hairless little pussy.
"Oh, I do love the young girls before all the hair has grown" said the
maid, almost to herself. She stood and placed her hands on Penelope's
shoulders gently, lovingly, pushing her back onto the bed. Willingly,
the younger girl fell backwards, lying on the bed waiting for this
young French woman to make love to her for the first time. Eagerly,
Penny shucked up the bed until her head was on the pillow, and then
she held her arms out, gesturing for Justine to join her.
Justine hardly needed the invitation. First of all she knelt between
Penny's legs, and then she laid forward over the little girl, so that
they were lying on top of each other, mouth to mouth. Justine's
fully-developed breasts almost entirely hid Penelope's still-growing
tits as she kissed the younger girl. Once more, the two passionately
embraced, mashing tongues together. Justine broke the kiss first, but
only to lick Penny's face all over, running her tongue over the little
girl's eyelids, her cheeks, nose, forehead. Then she pressed kisses
where she'd licked, before moving her attention further down
Penelope's body. Justine kissed her chin and throat, and ran a trail
of kisses slowly and with painstaking care down towards Penelope's
sweet immature breasts. "Oh, Penny, you are so beautiful" she
whispered, before taking the younger girl's left nipple gently between
her teeth and rolling it with her lips. This made Penelope arch her
back and bite her lip. Justine heightened the stimulation by taking
Penelope's right nipple between her thumb and forefinger, and gently
stimulating it. Then she alternated between kissing each of Penny's
breasts, licking all over their tender white flesh, paying special
attention to the come stains spattered across her. "Oh, Penny, I can
taste it, taste you and your Daddy, taste you and your friend"
muttered the older girl. Andrew and I, still at out peepholes,
glanced at each other at this, both of us highly turned on by the
sight before us, by the knowledge that this older girl was tasting the
remains of our come, licking the traces of our semen off our child
lover's sexy young body. Slowly, we both began wanking our hard,
eager cocks.
Still kissing and licking the younger girl, Justine moved her way
lower down, dotting a loving trail with her lips down towards
Penelope's cunt. Justine paused at Penny's belly-button, swirling her
tongue over it. This made Penny giggle and writhe on the mattress -
"Oh, that tickles, that tickles -go lower - lower, kiss me there."
Justine obeyed, once more moving gently down towards the centre of
Penelope's sexual being. And slowly, infinitely slowly, she moved her
mouth toward the thirteen-year-old's lightly haired cunt. First of
all she just placed the gentlest kisses on each side of Penelope's
thighs, and then she edged closer to her sweet lightly-haired cunt
nestling in between. After a moment or two of this, she paused, and
simply stared at Penny's cunt, her face hovering an inch from it,
breathing softly over the girl's young sex, relishing what she was
about to do - go down on this sexy thirteen year old.
And then she did it, she moved her mouth down to Penny's cunt. First
of all she just kissed the young girl's vagina, kissed it all over
with the lightest and most chaste of kisses. But doing this clearly
fired her, for I could see from my peephole how the blood flushed into
her cheeks, how her breathing became more pronounced, more ragged.
She opened her mouth slightly and, holding Penny's cuntlips open with
her fingers, delved inside the young girl. I could hear the licking
and sucking sounds she made as she ate out the little girl's cunt, and
I could hear them both moaning quietly. `Ohhhhhh' said Penelope,
writhing in response to the action of Justine's tongue inside her
tender cunt. But when Justine shifted her attention to Penelope's
clitoris, while at the same time reaching up a hand to toy with a
nipple, she went absolutely wild. `Oh, god, yes, that's it, that's
it, oh, do it, do it.' Her sexual excitement made her lose all her
usual inhibitions - `Oh, Justine, fuck me, suck me, lick me, oh, eat
me, taste it, do it there - god, yes - oh - ." As Penny bucked and
twisted her way towards orgasm, Justine ran a finger inside her
sugar-sweet little cunt - then two fingers, and under the combined
assault on her tits and cunt, Penny rocketed into her climax. Her
head thrashed from side to side as she began to come. "Oh, yes, god,
I'm coming, I'm coming, you're doing it, suck my cunt, fuck, fuck me,
I'm going to come for you, here - here it comes - oh, oh -
ohhhhhh.....' Her orgasm lasted for about thirty seconds, and all the
while she was coming Justine continued to eat her sweet little cunt.
As Penny came down from her high, Justine disengaged, and moved up the
bed to kiss her young lover once more. Justine's face was wet with
Penelope's young cunt juices, and as their lips met the older girl
smeared Penelope's own spendings all over her cheeks and lips. The
two kissed gently, fondly, for a few minutes, and then lay side by
side, spoon fashion, the older girl holding the younger in her arms,
her breasts pressing against the younger girl's back.
The sight of the two girls' love-play was wild. I could here her
father's shallow, excited breathing as he peeped on his daughter
making love to an older girl. I was equally stimulated, and, to
heighten our pleasure even further, I reached across and grasped his
cock and slowly masturbated his. As I did so, the pre-come leaking
from the end of his prick dripped down over my fingers. He arched his
back in delight at this added pleasure, and then took hold of my cock,
returning the favour. And like this, each wanking the other, we watch
his daughter and the maid fucking each other.
"That was great" said Penelope, dreamily - "So different to when Daddy
does it."
"Men and women do it differently, little one" replied Justine, toying
gently with Penelope's nipples. "When I fuck my father it's very
different from when I fuck my mother."
"You do it with your Mummy?" asked Penelope, in awe. "Yes - it's very
sexy, too. You should try it with yours."
"Oh - I couldn't - it would be.. well..." But here Justine
interrupted her - "You'd like it - don't you like it with your
sister? You should let your mother find you like that - she'd want to
join in, I'm sure - there's nothing like the taste of a little girl's
cunt, even for an older woman. And believe me - if your Daddy's
fucking you, she probably knows about it - mothers always do."
Penelope thought about this. "Yes -it might be quite fun" she
decided. "But right now I'd rather" - she hesitated a little, before
finishing - "rather fuck you."
Justine smiled at this, and Penny moved round to face her. Their lips
met in a kiss, and Penelope moved Justine on to her back and straddled
her, sitting over the older girl's flat, smooth belly. First, Penny
leaned forward and once more the two girls exchanged kisses. Then
Penny did as Justine had done to her, placing a trail of kisses from
her mouth down to her breasts. Justine's breasts fascinated the
little girl - "they're so sexy, so big - my sister's are cute, but
they're very small." With this, she opened her mouth and swooped down
to take one of Justine's nipples between her lips. She gently kissed
and sucked at it for a few moments, before kissing all round it,
exploring the texture and shape of her lover's breast. "Oh, you taste
so sweet - I wish I had them as big as this."
"You will one day, sexy one, you will," said the maid. But this was
enough talk, and once more, Penny applied her mouth to Justine's
breasts, carefully kissing them all over, covering each in a shiny
film of saliva. And then, once more, she showed her endless sexual
imagination. She raised her hips and crawled up the bed until her
cunt was directly over Justine's tits. Then she took hold of
Justine's hand and motioned for the older girl to prise her cuntlips
open - and she lowered herself down onto Justine's left breast, so
that the nipple was held in the lips of her sweet young vagina.
Slowly, Penelope moved her hips in a small circle, smearing cunt juice
over Justine's breast, adding it to the saliva already there. After a
moment of this she did exactly the same to the other breast, until
both were covered in a sheen of all Penny's bodily juices.
Justine murmured in pleased delight at this imaginative sex play.
Penelope smiled, leaned down to kiss her, and then raised her hips and
reversed her position over the older girl. She bent forward, placing
kisses over Justine's smooth belly, working her way towards the older
girl's cunt. "Oh, you're so hairy" she murmured as she kissed her way
down - "I've never tasted a hairy cunt." With that, she moved her
face down to Justine's cunt, tentatively licking it with her tongue
and then, finding the taste good, going to work with a will. She
kissed and sucked at Justine's cunt, holding her lips open and
thrusting her tongue in as far as she could manage. Then she went
for the older girl's clitoris, seeking it out with a sure touch and
taking it gently between her lips. Justine took a sharp breath at
this stimulation, almost as if it was too much for her. But then
Penelope showed how much she'd learned from me and her father, for,
running her forefinger into Justine's cunt, she then pressed it
against the maid's arsehole. "Oh, yes, do it, yes, do it Penny" said
Justine, keenly - "Do it - that's what I wanted to do to you but - but
- ahhh.' As Penelope's finger invaded the older girl's arsehole, her
speech tailed off under the pleasure her new lover was giving her.
Instead, she just acted on what was in her mind - she wetted her own
finger in her mouth and applied it to little Penelope's arsehole.
Penny reared back and pressed against the finger in keen anticipation
and slowly, smoothly, it slid into her rectum. Then the little girl
applied her mouth to Justine's clit once more. She hunched her thighs
back slightly so that her cunt came to rest over the maid's mouth.
Eagerly Justine began to once more eat out her young lover, still
massaging Penelope's anus with her finger, and, like this, each girl
eating the other's cunt and each with a finger up the other's
arsehole, both once more approached their orgasms. They stimulated
the other ever more keenly as their climax drew near. Justine began
to come first, and a few seconds later Penelope joined her. Both
bucked and writhed as they came, both moaned and sighed in the ecstasy
of their mutual orgasms.
The sight of this was too much for me, and I began to come, spouting
great gobs of semen up against the wall and over Andrew's hand. The
feel of my ejaculating cock and the come dripping down onto his hand
made his prick began to pulse and throb in my hand, as he, too,
reached his climax, spurting his come against the wall so that it
began to drip and slide down to the floor, mingling with mine as it
did so.
As the girls came down from their highs, Penelope eased her finger out
of Justine's arsehole, and moved herself off Justine's digit buried in
her anus. She turned to face her older lover and brought her mouth
down over Justine's finger, savouring the taste of her own arse.
While she did this she offered the finger she had pushed into
Justine's rectum to her mouth, and this, Justine too began to lick and
suck at it. Then the two new lovers lay side by side, cuddling and
fondly kissing. Their excited, panting breath slowly returned to
normal as the thin sheen of sweat that had covered their bodies dried
off.
`I will tell you about how I first fucked my Papa,' said Justine, as
she cradled her young lover in her arms. `It was four years ago, when
I was fourteen. I was very curious about boys, but my school didn't
teach me much, and all I knew was from playground gossip. I knew what
girls were like - I'd been playing with myself for two or three years
already...' here Justine paused - `But we girls begin early, don't we
- when did you start, little one? `Ten' said Penelope, with a sweet
blush.
`Ten?' queried Justine - `ah, how I would have like to have had you
at ten!' Excited by the thought, Justine pressed her lips to
Penelope's, and the two girls spent a few minutes fondly kissing each
other. Then the older girl broke off and continued her story.
`So when my brother, Julien, started shutting himself in his room
after school every day, I thought I knew why. I wanted to be sure -
oh, I was so curious - I really wanted to see him doing it. But it
was very hard for me to find out - I tried peeping through the
keyhole, but he often hung his jacket up in the way, so I could see
nothing. All I heard was the rocking of the bed and a quiet sound,
like he was rubbing his hands together. I'd often listen at his door
until the sounds stopped, and then hide in my bedroom, which was just
across the corridor. I'd watch through the keyhole as he came out,
peeking round the door to make sure no one was there. He always had
some tissue scrunched up in his hand, and he went off to the toilet
and flushed it away. I soon noticed that when he came out, the
sheets were no longer tucked under his mattress. So one day, when I
got home from school before he did, I went into his room and looked
under the mattress. There were four or five pornographic magazines
there - nothing too strong, just pictures of naked women and sexy
stories. There weren't any pictures of naked men, which was what I
really wanted to know about - but the stories in the magazine gave me
all the information I needed - and they made me very excited. I
wanted to take one back to my room, undress, play with myself as I
read it. But I didn't dare - I knew Julien would be home soon. So
all I could do was wait and watch, as usual. But he didn't get home
for some time - I remember I was irritated, because I would have had a
chance to read his magazines. When he did turn up, he locked himself
in his room -and now that I was sure what he was doing, I found it all
the more exciting. But my Papa arrived home just then, too. He had
to go out somewhere, and, as I was looking through my keyhole waiting
for Julien to come out, Papa went to take a shower. Julien must have
heard this, because just then he came out of his room, shouted to Papa
that he was going to spend the evening at a friend's, and left the
house. As soon as I heard the front door slam, I slipped my shoes off
and hurried into his room. I left the door open. I reached under the
bed, pulling out one of his magazines, and took it into my room,
leaving my door a little open so that I could hear if Papa was coming.
Reading it soon turned me on - I slipped a hand in my panties and
began to play with myself , looking as much at the pretty women as
reading the stories. One story was about this woman who loved the
taste of come - it gave me and idea. I crept back into Julien's room
and looked in his waste paper basket. Thrust down near the bottom was
a scrunched-up wad of damp tissue. I picked it up and went back to
my room. Then, sitting on my bed with the magazine in front of me, I
carefully opened it up. It was still a little bit warm, and as I
unfolded it a trail of thick liquid leaked over my fingers. I knew
what it was from the magazine - my brother's come, which he'd just
shot off. I was fascinated by its thick warm texture and peculiar
smell. I thought of how all those women in the stories loved the
taste of it - so I raised my fingers to my mouth and licked some of it
up. It didn't taste like I thought it would - I though it would be
sweet, because it looked like melted white chocolate. But it wasn't
an unpleasant taste, and I lifted the tissue up to my nose to breathe
in its odour. Slightly tentatively, I poke my tongue out into the
pooled goo, and lapped some more up. I decided it was a taste I could
grow to like. But in my haste to explore what I'd grabbed from his
bin, I'd sat on the foot of my bed, facing its head. So my back was
to the door and..' Here the girl blushed a little at the memory of it
- `...and suddenly I was aware of someone behind me, and that I could
no longer hear the shower running. I jumped and turned my head over
my shoulder. It was Papa, of course, wrapped in a towel. I went
bright red, and turned my head away, both embarrassed and scared -
he'd found me with a tissueful of come in my hand, looking at pictures
of naked girls. I didn't know what to say -there was nothing I could
say.' But as I was hanging my head in shame, I heard him take a step
forward and stand pressed up against my back.
`Don't be worried' he said to me, softly. `It's okay to be curious.
You mustn't ever feel sex is shameful, or dirty. It's okay to be
curious - it's okay to do anything you want, as long as it doesn't
hurt anyone else.' Then I felt him press closer, and I could feel his
-well, back then I thought of it as `his thing' - and in fact, I felt
embarrassed thinking about it at all - but I could feel it, feel his
prick. I remember it was semi-erect, and I felt it move and swell as
he pressed in against me. `It's okay, baby' he said. `I was curious
about these things at your age - I wish I'd had someone to show me
what it was all about - it's okay- it's good to be curious.' He
paused, and then spoke again, and even now I remember slight catch in
his voice as he did so - although I didn't really understand it at the
time. `It's okay to experiment, baby - it's okay to explore.
Remember that, and never deny your sexuality.' With that he bent
forward and held me gently under the chin, turning me to face him. He
kissed me lightly on the cheek and said `Don't worry about it.' And
then he left me to recover from my embarrassment. Luckily the reason
he'd been showering was because he and Maman had to go out to dinner -
so I was alone for the rest of the evening. The shock I'd had changed
my mood - I didn't feel sexy any more, and I put the magazine and the
tissue back where I'd found them. Then I spent a quiet evening doing
homework and watching TV, and went to bed at about eleven.'
As she'd been telling her tale, Justine had been gently toying with
Penny's small nubile breasts. Now, she mounted over the little girl on
all fours, and dropped her mouth down, pressing her lips to the
younger girl's and then working her way down across her neck, to her
breasts and nipples. She paused here, kissing and nibbling Penelope's
charms before moving lower, kissing down her belly to her pussy.
`This is the most beautiful part of you' breathed the maid, before
going down on her thirteen year old lover, making the child squirm and
wriggle in pre-orgasmic ecstasy. I could hear the noise of
Justine's mouth on Penny's cunt as she licked and kissed her almost
hairless vagina. Penny's legs went up and her knees locked around
Jusitne's ears.
`Oh, yes, do it to me, lick me, lick me, put a finger in me, oh,
Justine, make me come, I need to come, suck me, eat me.' Justine slid
a smooth finger into the girl's snug cunt, kissing her clitoris as she
did so. `Ah, yes, that's it. Do me. Do me - do meee..' Penny's
demands tailed off as she span into orgasm, her hips jerking off the
bed as she did so, her white legs even whiter from the pressure
against Justine's head. As she came down from her high, her legs
relaxed and dropped back to the bed. Justine raised her mouth from
the little girl's cunt and lay over her body, squashing her larger
breasts against Penny's small schoolgirl mounds. Justine's mouth and
face were shiny with Penny's juices. The two girls nuzzled faces,
smearing the younger one's juices over them both, before pressing
their mouths together in a series of passionate kisses. Then, leaving
Penelope's face still smeared with her own come, Justine broke away
and lay back down, resuming her story.
`I changed into my night-shirt and got into bed. I thought about what
Papa had said. And I thought about the pressure of him pressed
against me - although I still didn't feel it was right to think such
things. But even so, as I drifted off into sleep, I found myself
coming back and back to the sensation of his prick pressed against me
- I even wondered what it'd look like without that towel in the way.
`What happened next started, I remember, with a dream - it was the
sexist dream I'd ever had. First of all I was lying on the bed
playing with myself, and then I imagined there was someone there with
me, doing it to me - no-one had ever touched me down there except me.
But then the dream faded and I began to wake - as I became aware of my
dark bedroom I was sad that I'd woken, because I was still very
turned-on. But then I saw why it was I'd woken - Papa was sitting by,
on the bed, looking down at me. He moved his hand down to my hair,
stroking me gently. It was odd... I knew I was awake, but I also
thought I was still dreaming. It's like that when you slowly wake
from a deep sleep - you can't tell which is real and which is dream.
Papa stroking my hair so gently turned me on, and as it still seemed
like the dream, it seemed natural that I should move my hand back
where it was before. So I slid my hand under the duvet and pulled up
my night-gown, gently rubbing over myself. Papa moved his hands a
little and massaged my ears - that made me feel even better. And then
he leaned down to kiss me. I looked up as he descended, putting up my
mouth to meet his. But when his lips met mine I realised it was all
real - I woke up properly - `Papa!' I said - `what are - what -' But
then he kissed me again, pushing his tongue into my mouth - and it was
such a nice feeling I fell back, putting my hand to the back of his
head and pulling him tight to me. I had never even been kissed
before, and here I was in bed with my father, kissing him like a
lover, not a daughter. `Are you still curious, Justine?' he asked
-`Do you still want to learn?'
`Oh, yes, Papa, show me' I said, excited, turned on. And so he did.
He pushed my door shut and turned on my nightlight. Even though I was
very innocent, I still knew what we were doing was wrong. `Where's
Maman?' I asked. `In bed - she had quite a lot to drink - she won't
disturb us.' I could see now his prick - it was hard, and it poked
out of his dressing gown, bobbing as he walked. Papa lifted the duvet
off my bed, and dropped it on the floor.
`You are beautiful' he said to me - `Let me see you naked.' I did as
he asked, lifting my nightdress up over my body, stretching my arms up
as I did so.''
Justine stopped her narrative, and turned to Penelope. `My breasts
were not so big then, little one - just a little bit bigger than
yours,' she said, gently rubbing her hands over Penelope's sweet young
nipples, lightly kissing each one before resuming her story.
` I dropped my nightdress on top of the duvet, and then undid the cord
of Papa's dressing-gown. Running my hands over his broad chest, I
slipped it off his shoulders. As it fell to the floor, leaving him
naked, I lay back on the bed, thoroughly turned on by him. First of
all he kissed my mouth again, then moved down to my breast, kissing
and lightly biting my nipples. Oh! It felt divine - ah, Penny, but
you know how it is the first time, don't you?' The little girl smiled
at this. `What happened next?' she asked - `Did he fu - fuck you?'
`Oh, yes, he fucked me, he was my first - I became a woman that night
- and many nights since then I have shared his bed and body - and my
mother's - and my brother's.' Penny's eyes opened wide at this. `All
of them? At once?' she said, incredulous. `Oh, yes - if you think
just your Daddy and his friend together were all there was, you've a
lot to learn - and a lot of pleasure ahead, I hope. Do you have any
brothers?' Penny shook her head. `A pity- the younger boys don't
last as long - but they recover so quickly - almost as quick as we
girls! And some men like young boys, too - often the ones that also
like sexy little girls like you.' `Tell me more about that night -
it's exciting' asked Penelope.
`After he'd kissed my breasts all over he moved down to my pussy. At
that age I already had more hair than your cute little thing, little
one' said the girl, idly rubbing her finger across Penny's vagina as
she spoke. Fist off all he kissed and licked me. It was a wonderful
feeling - I felt like I wanted to scream for joy. `Do you like that?'
asked Papa - but he knew I did without my replying. `It feels good to
me, too' he said - `but you can do the same to me, you know.' `I'm
not that na ve, Papa' I said `I want to taste yours.' He moved away
from eating me, and sat cross-legged on the bed. I didn't hesitate -
I was so turned on and I couldn't wait to taste him. I bent down and
took his lovely prick into my mouth - it tasted much better than I
thought it would. I kissed and licked and sucked him. He took my
hand and placed it on the shaft, saying `Like this, Justine', teaching
me to move my fingers gently up and down. `That's it, that's good'
he murmured as I did what he wanted. Then pre-come started leaking
out of the head of it - I didn't know what it was at the time, of
course - I thought it was the same as I'd found in the tissue earlier
- I thought that was how it came out, slowly. But a few minutes later
he said `Oh, baby, yes, I'm coming' I didn't know what to expect. I
almost screamed with surprise when he began to shoot off. I love that
feeling now, of course, when he comes in my mouth - but it was all new
to me. I jerked my head back off him - and got a faceful of his come
as his excited prick gushed over me.
`Papa- what's it doing?' I asked.
`It's all right, Justine - you can take it back in your mouth' he
said, gently pushing my head back down over it. I was happy to watch
it spurt its stuff all over my bed, but I wanted to give him pleasure,
too - so I covered the tip of his penis with my lips. `Swallow it' he
said - and I did that, too. His stuff tasted different to Julien's -
thicker, creamier. It was much warmer, too - almost hot. After a few
more seconds it stopped coming out, so I took my mouth back off him,
and looked at the tip. There was come slowly leaking out of the top -
so I licked it off. `That's it, that's my good little cocksucker' he
said. Then he raised me to his lips and kissed me again, softly,
gently. ` And now it's your turn' he whispered in my ear. He pressed
me back until I lay on the bed and then lay over me. First of he
kissed my mouth, my tits, and then he ate me. He was really good at
it - I was very close to coming just from the way he kissed and sucked
my pussy. But he didn't let me come like that. He moved back up to
kiss my lips, holding his cock against me. `Are you ready?' he
asked.
`Y - yes,' I said, nervously - `I think so.' Gently he began to
thrust forward - and for the first time I felt a cock entering me. I
could feel the walls of my cunt stretch as Papa's prick filled me up.
It stung a little, but he pressed his mouth to mine to stifle my
whimper of pain. I felt his belly pressed against me as he slid his
prick all the way into me. And then, gently, he began to thrust in
and out. Ah, Penny, nothing can beat your first cock - and it's even
better when it's your father's. When he sensed I was used to the
motion, he took his lips off mine and began to thrust in and out more
quickly.
`Ah, darling, my daughter, my Justine' he said `How I've wanted you -
for so long, so long.' I blushed - I was very pleased that my father
thought me so sexy, that he desired me so much. I always thought my
mother was far more beautiful - I didn't know how he could prefer his
daughter to his wife. But I was lost in a world of pleasure as he
fucked me. I was so far gone I hardly noticed when he grasped me by
the belly and rolled over, so that I was sitting on top. It was
almost like I was acting automatically. Before I knew it I was
sitting astride him, easing myself up and down on his lovely cock. I
couldn't believe I'd never thought of seducing him, - he was so sexy!
I'd heard the muffled sounds of my mother's cries in their room many
times before - now I knew what it was that so excited her - her
husband, my father, and his cock that had helped make me fourteen
years earlier. Faster and faster I moved up and down on him, milking
him, feeling his length moving in and out of me, filling and
stretching me. I knew then that I'd never be able to get enough of
fucking my father. As we made love he was silent, just holding me by
the waist, occasionally moving his hands over my breasts. But most of
the time he just looked at me as I, his daughter, moved up and down on
his prick. After a few minutes, he closed his eyes and sighed softly.
His balls began to spasm and once again he came. I began to move more
slowly, so that I could better feel his come as it shot inside me,
filling me for the first time. Ah, I will never forget that night.
As Papa's prick softened inside me, I stopped moving up and down on
him, and fell forward, to kiss him and tousle his hair. `Did you
enjoy your first lesson?' he asked.
`Oh, Papa, yes - will there be more?'
`Many more' he said, `you're still a beginner.'
With that, he left me for the night, and I soon drifted off to sleep
again. When I woke the next morning it was the first thing I thought
of, and as I dressed for school I felt like a new woman. I had a
lover! I was so proud, even though I would have to keep it a secret.
That day, a Friday, couldn't pass quickly enough, and when I got home
I was impatient for Papa's return. When he did get back I wanted to
drag him upstairs immediately. But he didn't seem interested. I
couldn't believe it - didn't he want me any more? Julien went out
again - this time without locking himself in his room. I thought he'd
found a girlfriend - he was certainly acting oddly enough. But I
wasn't really bothered about that - I just wanted Papa. But as he
didn't seem to want me, I went to my room to do my homework. But
there was no need to worry, for a little while after I'd settled down
he came up to my room - and it was clear from his face what he wanted.
This time he didn't even undress me.
`Time for our next lesson - it'll have to be a quick one,' he said,
bending me over my dressing table. He lifted up my school skirt,
pulled down my stockings and knickers and entered me. It felt
different from the night before - his cock was in me at a different
angle, and there was none of the slow build up. But it was still
great. As he pumped in me, he kissed and gently bit the back of my
neck. He moved one of his hands round to my pussy and began to play
with my clitoris. It wasn't long before I was whimpering with
excitement - and then he came, filling my pussy with its second ever
load of come. As he withdrew from me, I thought I heard a noise
outside my door. But he didn't seem to hear anything, and so I didn't
worry about it. Then he went back downstairs and I tried to
concentrate on finishing my homework. I didn't do a very good job -
I was too busy enjoying the feel of his come as drops of it leaked out
of my pussy into my underwear. When I went down later on, he and
Maman were sitting watching TV. I watched with them for an hour or
two, and then went to take a bath. I hoped Papa would come to me, but
he didn't. When I went to bed that night, it took me ages to get to
sleep - I was sure he would come to me. I felt I'd never get to
sleep.
But I did, because the next thing I was aware of was someone sitting
on my bed, stroking my hair. `Papa' I said with my eyes closed -
`kiss me.' I felt him lean down, and I felt hair brush over my face.
I jumped in shock - Papa didn't have long hair. And as soft lips
pressed down on mine, and my sleepy eyes flicked open I saw not Papa
but Maman. But she didn't pull back. I felt her mouth open and her
tongue searching against my lips. When she reached a hand over my
nightdress and began to gently massage my breasts, my surprise melted
into pleasure. She was turning me on - what did it matter that she
was another woman? What did it matter that she was my mother? Once
she saw that she had aroused me she broke the kiss, and, hovering a
little way above my face, breathed softly `I heard you and Papa
earlier this evening - no, don't blush - it's all right - did you
enjoy it?'
`Oh, Maman, yes' I whispered back.
`Was he good?' she asked, her sweet breath and beautiful hair fanning
over my face.
`Oh, yes, yes...' I sighed, for once again she was lightly squeezing
my breasts. Again she leaned forward to kiss me, and this time I
responded more eagerly. I met her tongue with my own, and for several
minutes we kissed. She moved a hand under my duvet, down toward my
pussy. She massaged me there gently, through my night-gown. I wanted
her to touch me directly - and I wanted to touch her. I kissed her
more urgently, hoping to feel her fingers in me. Instead, she broke
away and said `Would you like to come to our room for the night?' I
could not suppress the thrill in my voice.
`Maman? Really? With you and Papa?'
`We would like it very much' she said. Trembling with nervous
excitement, I got out of bed, and, hand in hand with Mama, crept down
the corridor to their big double room, taking care not to wake up
Julien. The lights were turned down low, bathing the room with a soft
yellow light. Papa was lying on the bed, naked, his cock already
hard. Maman paused to lock the door, still holding my hand, and then
she led me to the bed. Before she let me lie down on it, she bent and
grasped the hem of my night-dress, lifting it over my head in one
fluid move. I was naked for them both. Facing the bed I stretched,
raising my hands high above my head, luxuriating in the knowledge of
what was about to come, showing off my taught, eager body to my
parents, my front to my father, my back to my mother. I heard her
take off her silk negligee and the soft, crisp rustle it made as it
fell to the ground. Then I heard a gentle footstep as she stepped up
behind me, and encircled me with her arms. I felt her breasts as they
squashed into my back, and I could smell the delicate scent of her
perfume. She kissed the back of my neck, and brought her hands round
to the front to cup and massage my tits. Then she turned me to face
her, and kissed me on the lips, giving me our national kiss, a French
kiss. As our tongues locked and twinned, she hooked one of her legs
behind mine. She lifted my leg up slightly, unbalancing me, and then,
gently, she pushed me so I fell back on the bed. Lightly, she fell
over me, holding herself over my prone body, her face just inches
above mine, her hair forming a tent around my head. Again I smelled
the sweetness of her breath and the soft clouds of perfume as she
lowered her lips to mine and we kissed, rubbing noses fondly together
like cats. Once again I opened my lips to hers, and we locked our
tongues together, exploring the insides of each other's mouths.
Maman cradled one hand behind my head and ran the other down the side
of my body, gently moving from my shoulder down to my hips. Then she
moved her hand across me, over my belly and towards my cunt.
Lingeringly, she stroked the cleft of my thighs, before twining a
finger through the light covering of hair on my pussy. All the while
we were still lovingly, passionately kissing. From the corner of my
eye, I could see Papa slowly running his hand up and down his prick,
as he watched his wife and his daughter making love to each other.
Maman's fingers twining into my pussy soon had me sighing and gasping
in pleasure. As I began to moan, she took her lips off mine, and
began to kiss her way down my body. When she moved towards my
breasts, all I could see was her long, brown hair as it pooled across
my chest. But even though I could not see what Maman was doing with
her mouth, I could feel it and hear it. I heard the soft, wet sound
of her mouth opening as she parted her lips and carefully took one of
my nipples between her teeth.
The feeling was the same, yet different, as when Papa did it to me.
But when Mama slid further down and began to kiss and lick my pussy,
then I could really tell the difference between a female and a male
lover. She did me very differently to Papa. Papa ate me out with a
frenzied, eager abandon. Maman was far slower and gentler - she
tasted me like I was a fine wine, licking me with the utmost care,
planting the tenderest kisses on my clitoris. Her lovely long hair
was still spread over my thighs, but I could feel everything as she
placed her fingers on my lips, parting them slightly, pushing her
tongue deeper into me. My pleasure increased even further when she
pressed her finger against my pussy, still gently sucking on my
clitoris. As she lovingly ran her finger ran into me, I could clearly
feel the sensation of her wedding ring as my cunt lips eased over it.
It was an intense feeling - the warm flesh of her smooth finger, and
then the cooler, thicker, band of her wedding ring. Their different
textures created different sensations. Her delicate finger knew just
where to search to please me, and the slight friction between her skin
and my cunt increased my desires. But the gold of her ring was
different - it was smooth, slick, and slid over the inside of pussy so
easily that I would hardly have known it was there, but for its width
around Maman's finger. As she pleasured me like this I remembered
half-thinking back to the day she married Papa. As he placed the ring
on her finger, could either of them have imagined where one day it
would be?
Slowly, breathing in a kind of fascinated awe, Maman began continued
to move her finger back and forth in my cunt, making the pleasure even
more intense by experimenting inside me with the different textures of
the ring and her finger. Papa moved forward, and smoothed Maman's
hair back over her head and shoulders, so that both he and I could
watch as she worked on me with her finger and tongue. Seeing my own
mother crouched between my legs, licking and fingering my pussy almost
made me come then and there. But I didn't want to come just yet,
because I wanted both my parents making love to me when I came.
`Oh, my baby' muttered my mother, breaking away from my clit, her lips
shiny with my moisture, her hair lightly brushing over my thighs,
`you taste so good, my daughter, so good.' She kneeled upright, and I
sat up to lean forward and embrace her in a kiss. She held her hand
to the back of my head, drawing me to her. As our lips met I could
taste my own juices on her, a taste I knew well from playing with
myself, tasting myself, many nights in bed. I had often had
fantasises of sharing that taste with a mystery lover - but I never
thought that lover would be my mother. Murmuring through the kisses,
I said to her `I want you, now, Mama.' She moaned, pulling me tighter
to her lips, before lingeringly breaking the kiss and lying down on
the bed next to me. Now it was my turn to stoop over my mother, to
bend down and kiss her mouth, to rub my breasts against hers. Just
like she had done to me, I kissed my way down her chest, pausing at
her breasts. Larger than mine, but just as firm, they fascinated me.
To begin with, I just gently ran my fingers over my mother's soft
flesh, exploring her, feeling the texture of her breasts and nipples
under my touch. Then I opened my mouth and, savouring the moment,
slowly brought my lips down over her. The feel of her flesh under my
tongue was even more delicate than it had been under my fingers. I
kissed a trail around the base of each of her breasts, before kissing
my way up one of the smooth, conical mound to the sweet rep nipple at
the top. First of all I just placed a kiss on it, but then I took it
between my teeth, rolling it in my jaw and biting it softly. Mama
responded to this by arching up in ecstasy, and she did so, her pussy
pressed up against mine. I bore down a little on her, and felt the
first touch of my mother's pussy against mine. Wishing to prolong the
pleasure, I placed a hand on her stomach and pressed her back to the
bed. Then I turned my attentions to her other nipple, giving it the
same loving mouthplay, before spending a few moments alternating
between both my mother's breasts. But by now I was teasing myself as
much as her, because I was keen to move down to her cunt, to taste her
for the first time, to go down on my own mother and have my very first
taste of another woman's pussy. I could wait no longer, licking my
tongue down across her belly, tracing a path down between her long,
sexy legs, I reached my target. I paused, hovering above Maman's
pussy, admiring its beautiful shape. The smell of her arousal was
strong, and her lips glowed plump and wet through the rich, brown,
neatly-trimmed hair that covered her.
`Taste me' breathed Maman. Trembling, I did so, leaning down and
placing a kiss directly on her pussy. Then, growing bolder, I slipped
out my tongue and licked all the way up between her lips. She moaned.
When I reached her clitoris, I opened my mouth and took it in my lips.
At this, Maman raised her legs, holding me to her cunt with her knees.
I tried to be as gentle with her as she had been with me, sucking and
nuzzling her sexy pussy. Maman moved her hands to my head and pressed
my lips more firmly against her cunt. `Use your finger' she
instructed. But I had a better idea - and I wanted to be as good for
her as she had been for me. I reached up to where her hand was on
my head and slipped her wedding ring off her finger. Lubricated by
the juices of my pussy, it came off very easily. I slid it onto my
finger, and, holding the fingertip up to Maman's pussy, dropped my
mouth back onto her clitoris, before easing the finger and her wedding
ring into her. This drove her wild - `oh, yes, my daughter, that's
good - that's good - turn round - let me taste you.'
The day before I'd been a virgin, and in the 24 hours since then, I
had had sex with both my parents. But I was still new to it all, and
at first I didn't understand what she meant by `turn round.' Papa,
however, showed me what Mama wanted. He got off the bed and came
round to its foot, where I was kneeling, crouched over Mama, eating
her. Holding his hands to my hips, he indicated what she desired, and
as soon as he did so, it seemed the obvious thing to do. Moving
round, I placed my legs on either side of Maman's head. Papa moved a
pillow a little way down the bed, until it was under her head. With
this support, she could easily reach my cunt. As I ran my finger in
and out of her vagina, and kissed and licked it all over, she did the
same to me. But she showed me another new thing, too - she kissed and
licked my arsehole. This was an odd sensation, and at first I wasn't
sure if I liked it. I soon decided I did - but I wasn't yet ready to
do the same for her.'
Here, the maid paused in her long narrative. It was obvious that she
was telling it at such length to turn both Penny and herself on.
`Now, of course, I love such things, little one. That was why I was
so glad when you put your finger into me like that.' While she had
been talking, Justine had wetted a finger in her mouth. When she said
`like that' she slid it into the little girl's arsehole. ` I didn't
think a girl as young as you would know how much pleasure there is
here' she said, slowly working her finger in and out of Penelope's
rectum. As she continued to work the thirteen year old's arsehole,
she resumed her story.
`As Mama and I sucked and fucked each other, Papa moved himself
behind me. He took hold of my hips again. This time I knew it was
not to show me a new position. I knew he was going to join in fucking
me. He placed his legs on either side of my legs, which were
themselves straddling Mama's head. He took Mama's wrist and moved her
finger out of my pussy. Then he held the tip of his cock up against
my cunt, which was dripping wet both from my arousal and the through
licking Mama had been giving me. Mama made room for him by wriggling
down the bed a little bit, where she concentrated her attentions on my
clitoris. Then Papa pushed forward into me. For just the third time
in my life, I had a cock in me - my own father's cock, fucking me at
the same time I fucked my mother. The feeling was indescribably
intense, and as Papa pushed into my pussy, Mama and I ate each other
out. Papa continued my education by pressing his finger to my anus,
taking over where Maman had left off. Under all this maddening
stimulation, I was not able to hold back for long. As Papa thrust
into me with his long, hard cock, and probed my arsehole with his
finger, and as my mouth was full of the taste of Mama's pussy and her
juices, I felt a massive orgasm building up in me. I could keep it
back no longer, and madly, ecstatically, I began to come. As my pussy
clenched and sucked at Papa's prick it set him off, and he began to
come inside me. He hadn't said much so far, but now he began to speak
- `Oh, yes, that's good, my little girl, my daughter, you're so tight,
so fresh.' As he spoke he continued to move in and out of me, and
this caused drops of his come to fall down onto Mama's head below.
Feeling her husband's warm come drip from out of pussy onto her
forehead. Mama moved back up the bed and, holding her mouth open,
caught the drips of semen as they leaked from me. This was all it
took to set her orgasm off. She came more gently than me or Papa, but
deeply, powerfully. She went rigid from the pleasure of fucking her
husband and her daughter, from the pleasure of his come dropping from
me into her mouth, from the pleasure of my tongue playing over and in
her cunt, from the taste of my own juices in her mouth. She lay
beneath me on the bed, her eyes closed and her whole body flushed,
breathing deeply, lost in a world of illicit pleasures.
Papa withdrew from me, and we each sat on either side of Mama, gently
stroking her hair which lay fanned out over the bed as we waited for
her to recover from her delight. For several minutes she just lay
there, eyes closed, breathing deeply. Eventually her eyelids slowly
opened and, as a beatific smile spread across her face, she took hold
of both our hands. `Thank-you,' she said, simply, sweetly.
`Thank-you.' Gently, I leaned down to kiss her. `I love you, Mama' I
said. We talked quietly as the sweat of our passion dried off and, as
we began to cool down, we snuggled under the duvet, and fell asleep
together, an indiscriminate tangle of legs and arms.'
As Justine finished her narrative, her finger was still buried in
Penelope's rectum, which she had been massaging for the past several
minutes, slowly working the little girl into a frenzy. Now, Penny was
ready for a greater level of pleasure. `Let me do you - let me do you
like you did her.' `Anything for you' replied the maid, positioning
herself in a 69 over the younger girl's prone body. Gently she
lowered her mouth to the thirteen year old's almost smooth sex, and
began to lick and caress her. Penelope held her head up and,
following the action of the older girl's narrative, began to lick and
nuzzle at her pussy. From my peephole, I could see as Penny's pink
tongue split Justine's dark-haired cunt lips, and Justine's own
tongue, a deeper shade of red, diving into Penny's snug little cunt.
Playing along to the little girl's caprice, Justine pushed a finger
into Penny's tight arsehole. As she did so, the maid said `Oh, yes,
that's good, my little girl, you're so tight, so fresh .' This
sex-play, combined with Justine's elaborate and erotic story, soon
drove both girls to a further orgasm. `Ah- oh, yes, yes' muttered the
little girl as she began to come - ` Justine - yes - Justine.' But
as her fantasy overwhelmed her, her whimpers and cries changed.
`Justine - oh - yes, god, that's good, do me, oh Justine - Maman - oh
- Mummy - Mummy - you're so good Mummy - do it to me, oh Mummy, I
love the taste of you.' This was quite enough to make Justine come
too, and she became equally caught up in the game. `Mmm, my daughter,
my little girl, lick your Maman, eat me, taste me,' she moaned in
reply.
Exhausted, the two girls fell on top of each other, still lying
head-to-toe. After a moment, Justine reversed her position and once
more took her young lover in her arms. `That was great, baby, you're
the best' she said, pressing her mouth to the child's. Penny murmured
contentedly at this praise. `There is so much more to tell you,
little one' she continued - `I wish there was time. Oh, I'd like to
tell you about what we did the next morning, and how Julien found us,
and joined in, oh, yes, and I'd like to tell you all about his new
girlfriend, and the fun we had with her. There's so much, so much.
How I'd like to take you home with me - oh, you'd love my Papa, and
Mama, and my brother... But I have to go - and your Daddy and his
friend will be back soon. Oh, little one - can I write to you and
tell you all about it? I'd love to do that - and there are so many
pictures I could send you - I could even get papa to make a special
film for you.'
`Oh, yes, do write, Justine - do, tell me all about it - it's so hot,
so exciting - and I'd love to see pictures of you all - especially
your Mummy.'
`And will you write back?' asked the maid - `will you tell me of your
adventures?'
`I will.'
`Will you try to seduce your Maman?' Penny, no longer in the throes
of passion, blushed at this. But she leaned towards Justine, and
whispered in her ear. From our peepholes, neither her father nor I
could hear what she said. As the little girl spoke she blushed even
brighter red, and from that, and the pleased smile that spread across
Justine's face, it was pretty clear what her answer had been.
`But now I really have to go' said the eighteen year old, getting up
from the bed and reaching for her discarded clothes. Penny sat, still
naked, watching the older girl ease her knickers back on, roll her
tights up her legs and slip on her bra and uniform. As she dressed,
Penny wrote out her address on a scrap of paper. When she was dressed
they came together for one last, loving kiss, and Penny slipped the
bit of paper into the breast pocket of the maid's uniform. "I'm going
tomorrow" said Penny - "but write to me, and I will reply."
"Come back next year" replied the maid, dawdling a hand over the
little girl's cunt - "and bring your mother." Penelope went to the
door, opening it for her lesbian lover, standing in full view of the
corridor. Although, as I have said, our rooms were in a discreet part
of the hotel, the thought that someone might possibly see this naked
little thirteen-year-old as she gave the chambermaid one last, sexy,
kiss, added yet further stimulation to the erotic display her father
and I had had the privilege to peep on.
He and I watched as Penny returned to the room. She walked happily,
confidently, bouncing onto the bed and turning the tv back on, lying
on her belly with her chin cupped in her hands. The bed was still
tumbled from her love-play, and her clothes were scatted about the
floor. The show was over, so her father and I quietly dressed, after
cleaning up some of the come we had both sprayed over the wall.
We went out into town and found a bar, where we drank a few beers, and
quietly discussed the afternoon's events. Penelope was clearly
growing in her sexual desires and accomplishments. I thought about
Justine's suggestion that Penelope and her mother became lovers.
"What do you reckon to Justine's suggestion about Alison?' I asked.
"Well - Justine was right about one thing - wives always know what
their husbands are up to. But I've never hidden my camera set-up from
her - why should I? The films I make turn her one as much as me -
especially the one of Penny and Miranda together. Even so, we came to
an agreement that if anything was to happen between us all, it would
have to be on the girls' initiative. But when we saw you in the pub
- you couldn't take your eyes off her, could you? - we thought you
might be just that catalyst we needed. We were right, too."
I smiled at this, marvelling at the good fortune that had brought me
to this paradise. After another glass of beer, we headed back to the
hotel. Penelope had dressed by now. "Did Justine turn up? I asked
her.
"Yes" said our young lover- "she stayed for an hour or two, and we
watched some television. She kissed me a few times, like yesterday -
but that's about all." Andrew and I exchanged a brief glance at this
- clearly, now that her sexual ardour had cooled, Penelope was shy
about telling us what had really happened - and maybe she wanted to
avoid talking about her reaction to the thought of making love with
her mother.
The rest of this day passed without event - we went out to watch a
film, ate, and, since we had an early start in the morning, went to
bed early. We all slept in our own beds - which made Penelope pout, a
little, because she was feeling sexy. "We'll never get any sleep if
you start teasing us with that sexy young body of yours!" said her
father. But late in the night I was awoken by a hand reaching under
the bedclothes for my prick. The room was very dark, but there was no
mistaking the touch of Penny's soft, cool little fingers. She crawled
under the blankets so that she was crouching over my cock, and began
to masturbate me. The she took the head of my cock in her mouth, and,
still wanking the shaft, pressed a finger into my arsehole. Under
this stimulation I did not last very long, and after a minute or two I
shot a lazy load of come into the little girl's mouth. I could hear
the noise of her throat working as she swallowed down the hot, fresh
liquid. She ran her tongue into my piss-hole, and milked out a last
few drops of sperm. After this she nimbly got out from under the
covers and, softly padding to my side, pressed a goodnight kiss on me,
swirling her tongue into my mouth. I reached up and caressed the back
of her head, pulling her mouth tight to my lips, and as we kissed I
could taste my come in her mouth.
She left, and I drifted off into a satisfied sleep, to be woken by the
alarm a few hours later. By mid-morning, we were back on the train,
heading towards the channel and home. As before, we had a
compartment all to ourselves. An hour or so into the journey, Andrew
had fallen asleep. Penelope whispered in my ear "Shall I do to Daddy
what I did to you?," referring to how she'd sucked me off on the train
as we were heading towards France.
"Good idea" I whispered back - "see how far you can get without waking
him up." Penny flashed me a wicked grin and softly dropped to her
knees. Gently, she slid down the zip of her father's trousers and
slowly eased his cock out. First, she kissed it, and then, as it
began to twitch in response to this she opened her mouth and wrapped
her tongue around the head. Then she began to suck it in earnest.
Her father stirred in his sleep, but did not wake. Penny wrapped her
delicate hand round his shaft, slowly easing the skin up and down, her
lips just resting over the head of his prick. A few moments of this
and her father's cock was at full stand. Again he stirred, but this
time he woke, opening his eyes to see the delightful sight of his
thirteen-year old daughter sucking him off.
"Ah, Penny...." He groaned - "my sexy darling daughter, that's good,
that's good." Penelope responded to this by slipping her free hand
into his boxer shorts to cup and massage his balls. Her father
groaned again at this sexy treatment, running his fingers through the
little girl's hair, then moving his hands down her back and round to
caress her sweet small breasts. "Oh, Penelope, Pen, yes, that's it,
like that - ah - ahhh - you're good - oh, here it comes, I'm going to
come in my sweet little girl's mouth, here it is baby, here, swallow
Daddy's come, swallow it." Penelope responded to this by sucking her
father's cock even more eagerly and by wanking him more rapidly, until
his prick began to throb and he started to climax. He leant back into
the seat as he pumped a thick blast of paternal semen into Penelope's
throat, spurt after spurt of come. "Oh, yes, Daddy loves his little
girl, drink it, swallow it Penny" he moaned. Penelope, her mouth full
of his prick and his semen, could do no more than make inarticulate
noises of pleasure as her father continued to pump his jism into her -
but she rolled her eyes up and locked her gaze at his face, revelling
in the pleasure she was giving him. His orgasm was copious, and he
pumped come into her mouth faster than she could swallow it. But she
didn't want to swallow it all - she had developed a penchant for the
feel of hot come splattering into her face. She moved her mouth off
his still spurting penis and held it pointing toward her face, bathing
herself in the last few shots of her father's seed. His come
spattered over her forehead and into her eyes, and ran down her face
in thick gooey strands. She held her tongue out to catch the falling
drops, licking as far as she could reach around her lips to taste as
much of the creamy fluid as she could.
"Ah, Daddy, you taste so good, so good" she said, dreamily, getting to
her feet and sitting back down in her chair, with strands of her
father's jism still coating her face.
"Let Daddy clean you up, honey" said her father to her, taking a
handkerchief from his pocket and lovingly dabbing away the globs of
his come.
"Thank you, Daddy!" she said as he finished wiping his sperm off her.
Sated by his pleasure, Andrew soon drifted back into sleep. Penelope,
still vibrant from her sexual excitement, laid her hand in my crotch
and gently massaged my prick. My cock swelled under her soft girlish
touch, whereupon she slipped her hand inside the band of my trousers
and grasped my stiffening penis. "Oooh, it's hot" she cooed in
delight, moving her nimble hand to my zip and freeing my prick from
its confines. Once more she dropped to her knees, and began to lick
and suck me. As she did so, she moved a hand downwards, under her
short skirt and into her panties, beginning to masturbate in rhythm
with the movement of her lips up and down my shaft. Already
stimulated by the sight of her sucking off her father, I did not last
long, and soon I was shooting more gouts of come to follow the load
he'd given her. This time, as my ejaculation began to slow, she got
to her feet, and, in one smooth move, lifted up her skirt and slipped
down her panties, holding the head of my gobbing prick against the
gusset of her underwear. I pumped three of four strands of thick,
creamy semen into her knickers, and then wiped the dripping head of my
cock over her lightly haired little cunt. "Mmmmm, just what I wanted"
she said, pulling up her come-soaked underwear and letting her dress
fall back down. Then she held her hand over the fabric of her dress,
above her panties, and with her slender, sexy fingers, pressed down,
massaging my come into her sweet vagina.
"That was great" she said - "but now I want a proper drink." So she
and I went off to the buffet car, to find her a coke. As we walked we
passed a little girl and her mother going the other way. The girl was
ten or eleven. Penelope noticed that she'd caught my attention.
"Ooh, you really do like little girls, don't you?" she said, looking
up at me with a grin on her face. "But she wasn't as pretty as
Miranda, was she? Don't you think Miranda's much prettier?" I agreed
that she was not as pretty as Penelope's eleven-year-old sister. But
Penelope continued "I'm glad you think Miranda's pretty - she really
likes you, too. You should pay more attention to her - I'm sure she'd
like it."
I was fairly sure that Penelope's comments were uttered with a view to
piquing my sexual interest in her younger sister - and the tone of the
way she talked made me think that she had probably discussed the
matter with Miranda. But if she had it in mind to stimulate my desire
in Miranda, then I had my own perverted agenda, too - "Ah, but what
about that girl's mother? She wasn't as pretty as your Mummy, was
she?"
Now this comment gave Penelope's game away, because she blushed bright
red, for clearly she had been thinking of Miranda in those terms, and
the mention of her Alison when her mind was full of sex brought back
to her Justine's suggestion that she fuck her mother. "Oh - well -
yes - Mummy's very pretty, you're right." As she said this she
flashed me an enquiring glance, part worried, part excited. And as
the train, deep under the channel, thundered towards home, we were
both aware that we were heading for ever newer and more exotic sexual
pleasures.
Chapter 8. The Train.
Idly, quietly, the train rocked under the channel towards England.
Penelope and I walked back to our compartment, she drinking from the
bottle of pop she'd just brought to wash the taste of my come - and
her father's - from her pretty young mouth. She caught my glance and,
flashing her eyes at me, she licked her tongue round the top of the
bottle, and sucked it gently, reaching out a hand as she did so, and
gently squeezing my crotch. My cock jumped and swelled under the
light pressure of her hand. `Oh, Penny, don't you ever get tired?'
`No' she said, confidently, `don't you?'
`No, you're right there' I laughed, tousling her shiny black hair and
reaching down to place a kiss on her head. But she sensed my approach
and tilted her head back, so that my lips met hers. She took my hand
and held it to her left breast, so that I could feel her nipple harden
and swell under my touch. Holding my hand with hers, she circled my
index finger over the nipple, rubbing and stimulating it to further
hardness.
`Mmmm, yes' she murmured, her arousal growing. As my hand massaged
her breast, a soft waft of her perfume rose to my nose, and I breathed
in the scent deeply.
`Oh, sexy little one, not in the corridor' I muttered, `not here -
let's get some privacy.' We stepped into our compartment, Penny
turning to lock its door and draw the curtain. Her father was asleep
in the corner. I put my hand on her shoulders and turned her to face
me, dropping to my knees as I did so, and pulling her gently toward
me, so that she stooped slightly to cover my mouth with hers. She
smiled, flushed and excited, and as we kissed I ran my hand through
her hair, massaging the back of her neck, massaging her tongue with
mine. She murmured as our lips caressed each other, making a soft
sound of flesh on flesh. Still kneeling, I slipped my hands into the
waistband of her skirt, sliding them under her lemon-yellow shirt and
up over her body. My fingers came to rest on the soft silken fabric
of her bra and once more her nipples swelled and hardened to my touch.
`Ooh, yes, that's good, I like that' she murmured, as I caressed and
massaged her chest. I eased my fingers into the cups of the bra,
feeling the soft warm flesh of the sexy little thirteen year-old's
sweet small breasts underneath. My prick was raging hard and erect in
my trousers, standing painfully rigid against the fabric, and I could
see the darkening spot where my pre-come was leaking through the
lightly-coloured cloth. I worked my hands back down the little girl's
lithe body, circling a finger into her belly-button as I did so, and
making her giggle. Taking my hands out from under her shirt, I began
to undo it from the top, slowly revealing her creamy smooth flesh as I
did so, placing a kiss on her under each button, unwrapping her
wonderfully tempting body like it was a gift - a rare and endlessly
stimulating gift. Reverently, I exposed her neck and upper chest,
then her sexy little white bra, moving down across the smooth
pinkish-white expanse of her belly. Once again I tickled her
belly-button, this time by swirling my tongue into it. She giggled,
and pressed her hands into my hair, massaging my ears with her long
elegant fingers. I licked a trail from her belly button down towards
the hem of her skirt, breathing deeply and inhaling the faint scents
of the little girl's arousal. Hooking a finger into the fabric I
pulled it out from her body slightly, to look at her powder-blue
panties underneath.
`Oh, baby, Penny, you are so sexy' I murmured as much to myself as to
her, entranced by the simple sight of her knickers under the fabric of
her skirt. Moving a finger round to its clip, I eased it undone, and
it fell to the floor of the train, leaving the little girl in just her
white bra and those blue panties, moistened slightly by her arousal
and the stains of my own come, where I had ejaculated onto the gusset
a short while before. I leaned forward, pressing my nose to her
fabric-covered cunt, inhaling her sexy teen smell, licking my tongue
across the material, tasting her fragrance. I stood, my cock still
painful, and she knelt, reaching for my trousers with her nimble and
willing fingers, easing my hard prick out of its confinement. It
bobbed free, red and swollen, and she grasped it eagerly. She was
just as fascinated by it as she had been on the first day she held it,
all those weeks ago. Holding my rigid penis in her delicate hand, she
ran her forefinger across its tip, smearing the clear precome over the
fleshy head and making me gasp in pleasure. Even though she'd had a
cock in her mouth and cunt - and arsehole - several times, she still
acted almost as if she was a virgin. She held her forefinger up to
her face, rubbing the clear precome on it against her thumb, sniffing
it and then tasting it. Penny sighed pleasurably at the familiar
taste, and then swooped forward, mouth open, and took my prick in,
kissing and sucking it, tasting me. She cupped my balls with one
hand, gently massaging my scrotum, brushing a finger along the
sensitive area running back to my arsehole. `Oh, babe, sexy one, I
can't take too much of this' I said. She took her mouth off my cock
and first undid my trousers, then slipped down my underpants. She
stood, and nimbly undid my shirt. Then, gently, she pushed me back so
that I sat on the seat, saying `everything off - everything!' She
knelt and smoothly rolled my socks off my feet, kissing and nibbling
my toes for a few moments. As she knelt and bent down low, her sweet
little arse was raised high in the air, pulling her panties tight
against the flesh, showing even more starkly its sexy outline. The
cleft of her buttocks was revealed clearly, closely hugged by the
light blue material. As she kissed my toes, I too leaned down
slightly, reaching for the clasp of her bra. I clipped it undone and
lowered it from her chest, revealing her perky little boobs. The
white satin was slightly warm from her body heat, and I lifted the bra
to my nose, inhaling her subtle sweet scent, feeling against my nose
the warmth where her breasts had so recently nestled.
My sexy thirteen-year-old lover then stood and, keeping her eyes fixed
on mine, hooked her thumbs into the sides of her panties. Deftly she
eased them down, stepping first one ankle then the other out of them,
all the while looking at me. Still holding them, she offered them to
me, holding the crotch of them to my nose. `That's what you like,
isn't it?' she said, half-teasing, half-excited - `sniffing young
girls' knickers - here's a freshly-worn pair!' She kept the crotch of
her knickers pressed to my nose and I breathed in her intimate scent
already mingled with mine, felt the still warm moisture of her cunt.
`But the real thing's better, isn't it?' she asked, still holding her
green eyes on mine as she walked towards me. She reached out to
push my legs together and climbed into my lap. Still facing me, still
looking into my eyes, she positioned herself above my hard, drooling
cock. She reached down with one hand to hold my prick at the entrance
of her snug little cunt, and that she eased herself down on to me,
enveloping my penis in the tight, clasping warmth of her vagina.
`Aaah, yes - ' she sighed as I filled her up - `that's so good - that
feels so - ah - ahh.' I gently took hold of her waist and eased her
up and down on me. No longer could she keep her eyes on mine, and she
rolled her head back in ecstasy, eyes closed, revelling in the
thickness of my prick in the tightness of her teenage cunt. As she
did so, I saw that her father, on the other side of the compartment,
had woken up. He was watching me fuck his daughter with hot lust in
his expression. Clasping my hands a little higher around Penelope's
body, I eased her back so that I could lean down to kiss and nuzzle
her breasts with my mouth and tongue. Gently, I took one of her
swollen pink nipples between my teeth and gently rolled it, and then I
opened my mouth wider and covered the small white mound of flesh with
my lips. I repeated the treatment for her other breast and this,
combined with me still easing her up and down on my prick, drove her
towards orgasm. As a coup de grace - and to excite her father even
more - I offered my forefinger to her mouth, and she licked it and,
knowing what was coming, grasped my wrist and moved my hand downwards,
round the back of her body, towards her sweet, taut, buttocks. She
wriggled slightly and then, holding my finger, pressed it up against
her arsehole. She took my wrist and gently pushed, forcing my finger
smoothly past the sphincter and into her rectum. Her father had by
now freed his cock from his trousers, and slowly masturbated as I
pleasured his little girl. I stirred my finger about in her arsehole,
exploring the warm moist interior of her bowels. Then, once again, I
dropped my mouth to her adolescent breasts, and with the stimulation
of her tits, cunt and arsehole, Penelope exploded into orgasm. `Oh,
god, yes, yes, David, yes, that's it, that's it, oh - oh - my - oh,
god - oh...' Her body shook and her cunt contracted even tighter
around my prick. Her cries died off into a dreamy bliss and she eased
herself off my still-hard cock, falling forward onto my chest and
wrapping her arms round me. She rested her head on me, planting a
gentle kiss on my nipple, whispering quietly `thank-you, thank-you.,
you're great.' As she nestled against my chest my cock still poked
up between her legs. I drew my finger out of her arsehole and raised
it to my mouth, to taste her most intimate flavours, and then I wiped
the drooling head of my rigid cock over her belly, where it pressed
hard up against her smooth flesh. `Ooh, do you want me to take care
of that?' she asked, but before I could say yes, another voice spoke -
`How about some for me?' Penny looked over her shoulder - `Daddy!'
she said happily - `You're awake!'
`I've been awake all along' he said `watching your little show - and
now I want to join in.' Penny's eyes fell on her father's cock -
`it's hard!' she said - `can I..?'
`Of course - that's what I want' he said, motioning her over to him.
She got off my lap, leaving my prick still unsatisfied, and mounted
her father, eagerly climbing into his lap and holding her sweet little
cunt open as she sank herself down onto his paternal prick.
`Mmm, Daddy, I love the feel of you in me' she said, leaning forward
to kiss him. I watched, fascinated and turned on, as father and
daughter kissed and fucked, enjoying the pleasures of incest and
paedophilia. Their lips and tongues mingled as Andrew's cock slid in
and out of the girl's snug cunt, making slight squelching sounds as it
did so. I moved over to the incestuous lovers, and began to kiss the
back of Penelope's neck. I crouched, planting kisses down her smooth
spine, as she slowly eased herself up and down on her father's prick.
I kissed my way down to her spread buttocks and, sitting on my knees,
kissed the twin halves of her arse. I traced a finger around her
cunt, where her father's prick was sliding in and out of it. I
slipped my hand into his trousers slightly, massaging his balls a
little, before using both my hands to hold his child's arse cheeks
apart so that I could reach her arsehole with my tongue. I savoured
the moment, at first running my tongue over her buttocks and then up
to the base of her spine. Then, slowly, I traced a trail of saliva
down the crevice of her arse, drawing towards the wrinkled little hole
at its centre. I pressed my nose up against her, smelling the sweet,
tangy odour of her most intimate region. Then, spreading her buttocks
a little wider, I kissed and licked her ringpiece, gently pushing my
tongue through the elastic barrier and a little way into her rectum,
savouring her taste and the elaborate perversity of what I was doing,
my tongue buried in her arse while her father fucked her cunt. But
her father had ideas for yet more pleasure. He whispered something in
her ear, and, from my position crouched on the floor, I could see her
face flush bright red. I heard him whisper again `ask - say it'
before dropping his head to kiss and caress her breasts. She turned
her head to look down at me and whispered `Daddy says - Daddy
wants...' She tailed off, and I moved a finger round to massage her
clitoris. This made her begin again more firmly - `oh, god, yes,
that's good - ' - I slid my finger into her arsehole - `No, not that'
she said.
`What?' I asked, feigning ignorance.
`Put - put your - you know - your cock in there - fuck me that way -
.' her father whispered again to her. `B - bugger me' she said -
`put your cock in my arse- bugger me - fuck my arsehole - I want to
feel you in there - put it in, I want to feel you both in me, fill me
up...' Hearing her talking was erotic - it turned both me and her
father on even more. `There's some hand-cream in my bag' said Penny -
`I packed it just in case - because I'm quite little and you're both -
mmm - quite big....' Again I was reminded how the little girl wasn't
really as shy or bashful as she could sometimes seem. I think perhaps
that she got off on playing the innocent as much as we did hearing her
talking like the creature of unrestrained sexuality we had turned her
into. I stood, reached for her carry-on bag, and found what I was
looking for. I offered the jar to her, so that she could anoint my
prick with it. Before she did so, she took my cock in her mouth,
licking up the precome dripping from its end. She grasped the shaft
gently but eagerly, saying `ooh, it'll soon be in me - soon filling up
my - my arse.' Then she liberally smeared my cock with hand cream,
before scooping some more into her fingers and spreading it over her
cute little arsehole, working a finger inside herself to lubricate the
passage fully. Feeling her own forefinger inside her rectum seemed
to turn her on even more. She ran her hand up and down my
cream-covered cock, and said `that's it - now put it in - fuck my arse
with it - bugger me, bugger me - I want to feel your cock in my arse
and Daddy's cock in my cunt - put it in, put it in.' I was as keen
for it as she was. Moving back round behind her, I crouched down on
my haunches, putting one hand up on Penny's shoulder to steady myself.
Then I held the tip of my cock pressed tight up against her
lotion-smeared arsehole and prepared to enter her most secret place.
But she wanted to take a more active part in having my prick in her
arse, and once more she reached round and put her hand over mine.
Together, we guided my prick into her anus. The fat swollen head of
my cock pressed up against her ringpiece, resisted by its tight
elastic tension. `Wait' whispered Penelope, easing my cock back. She
slid her forefinger smoothly into her arse, and then ran another
finger in, loosening the sphincter in preparation for my fat cock.
Then she lifted herself a little off her father's cock, and once more
took hold of my hard member. This time, when she pressed it against
her nether hole, it began to slide in more easily. Her ringpiece
relaxed and opened up, and as the head of my cock penetrated her, it
closed snugly over the shaft, holding me as tightly as Penny was with
her forefinger and thumb. Now that the head of my prick was inside
her, the shaft slid in easily enough. I gave her a moment to get used
to the feel of my cock in her arse, and, while I paused, she sank back
down on her father's prick. I crouched a little lower too, to keep
level with her, and felt her father's penis as it slid up against
mine, filling the little girl up. Only the thin anal membrane divided
our hard pricks, so that I could almost feel the contour of the head
of her father's cock rubbing against mine in the confined space. `Oh,
god, that's - that's - wow' breathed Penelope. Slowly, gently, both
her father and I began to thrust in and out of her, timing our stokes
in opposition. Penelope's sphincter stretched widely round my cock,
and her cunt snugly grasped her father's prick. But when we both
thrust our pricks into her at once, she would whimper in pleasure, and
we filled her little body up so full that we could even feel the
vibrations of the train as it sped along the track. `Oh, yes, that's
it - David, fuck my arse, bugger me, bugger me, Daddy, my pussy, oh,
in my pussy, my arse, it's so good, oh, thank-you.' But intense
though the pleasure was, my crouching position was uncomfortable -
and, besides, her father wanted to take his turn fucking her sweet
youthful arse. So I withdrew my cock, bursting to come though I was,
and stood up. I slipped my hands under the little girl's arms, and
lovingly lifted her off her father's stiff prick. Between us, we
turned her round so that she now sat facing me. Her legs didn't even
touch the ground as we did so. It really was like having or own
little sex-toy. Her father held his stiff cock still, and I lowered
her onto him. Her arsehole was still slightly open from where I'd
buggered her, and so her father's cock slipped in easily. She sighed
as she felt him fill her up again - `Ah, Daddy, mmm, that's good, the
feel of your cock in my arse.' I watched, fascinated, as her father
supported the little girl under the arms as she eased herself up and
down on his eager penis. In this position, I could not get my cock
into her cunt. So instead I knelt and began to eat out her sweet
little snatch, running my tongue over its plump, lightly-haired lips.
I ran my tongue inside her, and then moved up to take her
hypersensitive clit between my lips. From time to time I pulled my
head back and watched as her father's cock slid in and out of her, her
stretched ringpiece glistening over the shaft. I slid a finger inside
her cunt, and again felt her father's prick as her continued to bugger
his daughter.
`Not much longer, baby, Daddy's going to come soon' he said. `Where
do you want it? In here?"
`Oh, yes, yes Daddy, that's it, fill my bum with come, shoot it in
my arse - I love the feel when it pumps into me, fills me up - shoot
in me, do it, do it...' Her rhythmic chanting drove her father
closer to his orgasm, but I was desperate for mine, too. I picked up
her discarded bra and used it to wipe off the remains of the
hand-cream on my cock, now mingled with a slight brown sheen from
where it had been in her arse. Then I offered my prick to her mouth,
and she eagerly took it in, licking and sucking the tip, wanking the
shaft.
`That's it baby' said her father, `suck him, suck his cock, make him
come, swallow it down - we'll fill you up top and bottom, fill you
from both ends.' Penny masturbated me all the faster at this, and
moved more rapidly up and down on her father's cock. Supporting her
with one hand round her waist, he reached the other forward and began
to play with her clitoris. Then he slipped a finger deep into her
sweet young cunt, and this was enough to take him over the edge. `Oh,
god, yes, Penny, Daddy's little girl, here it comes, here's Daddy's
come, here it is, I'm going to fill your sweet little arse up.' He
began to come, and the feeling was so intense for the little girl that
she stopped sucking my cock to gasp
`Oh, god, yes, Daddy, I can feel it, I can feel you shooting inside
me, it's good, it's hot, it's good.' But she didn't stop wanking me,
and the sight of her pleasure and the spurts of paternal come that I
saw dripping out of her arse all combined to make my orgasm gather and
rise in my balls.
`Here comes my load, little one' I said, `here it is.'
`Oh, yes, shoot it on me, cover me, come on my face, my tits, come all
over me, I want to be drenched in it, empty your balls over my body,
do it, shoot it.' As she talked she moved her soft fingers more and
more rapidly over my prick and I began to ejaculate on her. As I
started to blast wad after wad of hot, fresh come all over her little
body everything in the carriage suddenly went white as the train shot
out of the tunnel into the English countryside. As darkness turned
to light, I directed the first, strongest spurts of jism over her
perky boobs, covering the pink, erect nipples in gobs of come, which
rolled off her tits and dripped off her nipples down her body like
thick white icing, sliding across down her belly and over her father's
arm, where he held her by the waist. This set off her orgasm, and as
she bucked and writhed on her father's stiff cock, shooting sperm deep
into her rectum, I directed my cock at her face and painted her lips,
eyes, nose, cheeks and hair, bathing her in streams of jism. She
opened her mouth and I directed a jet of hot come onto her eagerly
awaiting tongue, and as she rolled the sperm about in her mouth I
spurted my final strands over her sweet young pussy. As we all came
down from our orgasms, her father massaged my come into her body, and
then, holding her now highly sensitive cunt open, worked a little of
my cooling sperm inside her. I took her gently under her arms and
lifted her off her father's softening cock. As my sperm dripped off
her hair and face she turned, got to her knees, and lovingly took her
father's cock in her hand. She proceeded to lovingly lick it clean,
eating up the mixture of his come and traces of hand cream,
brown-streaked and mingled with the secretions of her own rectum. As
she did this, drops of my come fell from her hair and face into her
father's lap. At the same time, a trail of his come leaked out of her
anus, which was still puffy and dilated from the thorough fucking her
father's cock had given her. I reached a finger down to her arse,
and dipped it into the gooey mixture, smearing it over her spread arse
cheeks and rubbing it into her cunt, where it mingled with my own
spunk. When she'd cleaned up her father's prick she gently placed his
cock back inside his trousers, and then licked up the cooling blobs of
my come that had spattered his trousers. Then she sat in his lap as he
lay, exhausted, back against the seat, and took my softened cock in
her mouth and gently sucked it, too, clean. I glanced out of the
window and noticed the train had slowed down as it was passing through
Dover. There were several people on the platform, and one man looked
straight into our window. I saw his head jerk after us in disbelief
at what had just flashed by his eyes - a naked little girl, sitting
in one man's lap and sucking the cock of another. Maybe, too, he saw
the thick ropes of semen that still lay in her hair and plastered her
face - and I'm sure he would have given anything to be in the carriage
with us.
We would arrive in London before much longer, so it was time for me
and Penny to get dressed. First of all I wiped up all the come
covering her sweet young body, using her panties to clean up the goo
that lay splattered her black hair. I wiped the strands of come off
her eyes and lips with her bra, and used her yellow shirt to clean up
the rest of her sexy, soiled body. As I did this, I reached a hand
round to her backside, feeling for her father's come, which was still
slowly leaking out of her arsehole. I wiped it up onto my fingers and
fed it to her, and she keenly licked it up. At one point she ran a
finger into her tender arsehole herself, and then held it up to my
face, smearing it down my nose. When I'd cleaned her up, I reached
into her bag for fresh underwear, selecting a matching set, white
satin trimmed with pink lace roses. Still naked, I sat her on my lap,
facing her away from me, and began to dress her. Kissing her neck,
I took the bra and placed it round her, laying it snugly over her
breasts and the dried trails of the come from where I had wiped it up.
Clipping it closed, I reached for the panties, and bent forward to the
floor. She lifted one ankle, then the other, and then stood, letting
me slide the panties up her slender sexy legs until they hugged her
firm bottom and lay against the slender delta of her mons. This time
I fancied seeing her in tights, so I found a pair in her bag and
unrolled them up her legs, covering them in the sheer black material,
which accentuated their shapely outline. As I trailed them up her
legs I pressed my nose to them, once more breathing in the heady smell
of her fresh young body. I dressed her in the same short black skirt
she had been wearing before, and then selected a new top for her to
wear - it was a body-hugging crop-top she'd bought from a French
market, emblazed with the somewhat curious phrase `Hotlick69.' `Your
mother will have a fit' Andrew had observed at the time - but he
didn't stop his daughter buying it. When Penny had shucked the top
over her body she looked so perfectly sexy that, despite the huge
amount of come I'd just dumped all over her, I felt my cock twitching
back into life. Her father, watching all this through half-closed
eyes, said to me `Mmm, nice job.'
Chapter 9. The Journey Home.
A short while after this, we slowed into London's Waterloo
International where we were due to be collected by Penelope's mother.
We found her with no problems and Penny, on seeing her, ran up to her
and hugged her fondly.
`Mummy!' she cried brightly.
`Hello there, darling!' said Alison - `did you have a good holiday?'
`Oh, yes, Mummy - it was great' replied the little girl. The little
girl's mother leant down to place a lingering, affectionate kiss on
her daughter's head. I thought I heard her give a slight sniff, and
then she looked sharply up at Andrew with a quizzical look in her
eyes. Andrew met the look, and raised his eyebrows. His wife
returned a knowing smile at this. Neither of them saw that I had
observed the exchange, and Penny, with her face pressed against her
mother's body, didn't see it either. But I kept my eyes on the little
girl, too, and observed that when she broke the hug with her mother,
her eyes were bright and her cheek slightly flushed. She saw me
looking at her with a wry grin in my eye, and blushed even brighter,
turning away from my look. As we walked back to the Range-Rover, I saw
how her glance was locked on her mother, who was walking in front of
her. Penny's eyes seemed to be on the older woman's still shapely
hips and arse and they moved invitingly under her long skirt. Back at
the vehicle there was another surprise for the little girl - her
younger sister, Miranda, was asleep in the back.
`She insisted on coming - but getting up so early has left her tired
out' explained Alison. The blonde eleven year old woke up as she
heard the doors open, and scrambled out of the vehicle to give her
father and then her sister a big hug. Andrew got in the driver's
seat, and his wife next to him. I sat behind them, but Penny and
Miranda, rather than sitting next to me, retreated into the back of
the Range-Rover, where there were a couple of duvets that Miranda had
been sleeping on.
`I've got to talk to Mirry!' announced Penelope, with an air of
finality. I helped them climb over the partition into the back,
Miranda going first. As the younger girl climbed over, she paused a
little as she was bent over the seat, and this pressed the thin fabric
of her trousers tight against her backside, clearly outlining her
panties and their printed pattern. I imagined them hugging her small
bottom, imagined her hairless cunt underneath them. I cupped her arse
cheeks in my hands - ostensibly to help her over, but really to feel
her supple flesh. As I held my hands against her, she again paused,
pushed back a little, and wriggled her arse under my touch. Then she
flopped over the seat, and I noticed Penny looking at me with a
pleased smile on her face. She too climbed over the seat, and gave me
a flash of the panties I'd dressed her in a little while before. And
with that, we were off. Alison put some music on but, as tired as
Miranda had been, she soon fell asleep. I lay back in my seat, closed
my eyes, and thought of the wild and free sexual times we'd left
behind. I wondered how it would be possible to enjoy Penelope's sweet
body with her mother and sisters around. But soon, I drifted off into
pleasant memories of all the times Andrew and I had fucked Penny in
France, and how we had spied on her fucking the chambermaid in the
hotel, and of the wild orgy we'd had on the train.
I was snapped out of these pleasant memories by badly-suppressed
giggling and whispered words coming from behind me. It was hard to
make them out over the strains of Gounod coming from the audio system
- I think I heard Miranda say `he didn't!' and Penny say `he did -
wait until we get home -.' This was intriguing, and I strained my
ears to hear more - but I didn't have much success, and soon drifted
off into a light trance. But again I was awoken. Not, this time, by
a giggle or a whispered word, but by a suppressed sigh of pleasure. I
listened hard, and was sure I heard the sound of lips on flesh. It
was just too much, and I could not help looking round. But I did this
as subtly as I could, pretending to turn in my sleep, so that I was
sitting on the seat almost sideways. This enabled me both to see
Andrew and Alison, and to see what was happening in the back seat.
And through my almost-closed eyes, I saw Penelope and Miranda lying
together spoon fashion. Both were turned from me, Penelope being the
closer, an arm wrapped round her younger sister. She was kissing the
back of Miranda's neck, and with her free hand tousling her long,
blonde hair. My prick stirred in my underpants at this sight, but
what I saw next almost had it bursting free. Penelope ran a hand down
the eleven year old's lithe body, just at the beginning of puberty,
lingering over her small budding breasts, and slipped it inside the
waistband of her trousers. Miranda strained her head back at the
touch of her sister's fingers - a deft touch which I knew well. I
heard her moan softly, and Penelope placed kisses on her ear and the
back of her neck. And then the older girl eased down the younger's
trousers, exposing her cotton knickers, printed with a pattern of
pandas, and traced her fingers over the outside. I held my breath in
erotic excitement as Penelope pressed the fabric gently against her
younger sister's mound, showing the outline of her hairless crack. I
waited for what I hoped would come next, and it did. Penny eased the
knickers down, exposing the younger girl's sweet, hairless cunt. I
could just about see the sexy crack nestling between Miranda's legs,
as Penny's hand covered it and she sought out the younger girl's
clitoris. Gently, slowly, the older sister began to masturbate the
younger, making her sigh and wriggle gently, and press herself back
against the older girl's breasts. Penelope moved her free hand to
Miranda's budding breasts, and gently tweaked first one nipple then
the other through her top. After a few minutes of this Miranda gave a
longer sigh, and dissolved into the pleasure of a long and clearly
fulfilling orgasm. I heard Penelope whisper in her ear `sleep, now,
sleep, little one,' as she lovingly pulled up her younger sister's
panties.
`But don't you want me to...?' the younger girl replied.
`Later, when we can take our time - you needed it more than me,
anyway.' Miranda laughed a little, in a quiet, knowing, tone, and
pulled the duvet over her, snuggling down to sleep with her back still
turned towards me. I thought Penelope would sleep, too, but I was
wrong. She got up and scrambled back over the partition, next to me.
I watched her, but pretended to still be asleep. She glanced at her
father and sleeping mother, and then poked me in the ribs. `Not
convincing at all!' she whispered. And then she held out a finger to
my mouth. I tasted it, tasted the fresh delicate tang of young cunt
on it. `There!' she whispered - `Did you enjoy watching? Doesn't she
taste good?' I was speechless at Penny's sexual precocity and
knowingness. This girl, only thirteen years old, knew how I thought
and how I acted, she could read all my desires, no matter how erotic,
how exotic. With another wicked smile at me, she lay down in my lap,
and because I was sitting sideways on, her head rested just between my
legs, over my cock. From time to time she'd wriggle her head in my
lap, to tease me and pleasure me all the more.
Andrew drove along at a brisk pace, and we ate up the miles home. I
was in a growing state of excitement, with Penelope's head pressed
against my cock, combined with my thoughts about Miranda, quietly
sleeping behind me. After ninety minutes or so, we pulled into a
motorway service station for a coffee and toilet break. Hand in hand,
the two sisters went into the toilet, and I found a table, set in a
booth, while Andrew and Alison got coffee. I watched Alison as she
stood in the long queue, thinking that she was indeed very sexy.
Although she had had five children, she was still slender and
curvaceous. She had elegant, shapely legs and a round, tight arse
(features she had passed on to all her children). She had
shoulder-length auburn hair and green eyes, and a face lightly dusted
with freckles which added to her sexiness. Her breasts were, of
course, bigger and fuller than those of her young daughters, and firm
and appealing.
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