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                    2 - Learning the steps
           
By the time it grew dark, the girls were soon ready to go to sleep. We all were. The 
fresh air and the running around had tired us out.
           
There were yawns all around as I watched my girls slip into their cots and then I 
turned down the lights. Sue crawled into our bed and I followed her moments later. 
Once our eyes grew accustomed to the dark, there was just enough light from a lamp 
post outside to let us see what we were doing.
           
"Goodnight, girls," Sue said, snuggling up tight against me.

At the same time, her hands dropped down between my legs and she began massaging me. 
Longing for the hardness that had been denied me all day, I was ready for action in 
seconds!
           
"Watch it, " I whispered, my hands rising to cup her small breasts, "I don't think 
they're all asleep, yet."
           
"If you wait much longer, I'll be asleep. You better do something now, or forget it."
           
I didn't reply, the time for talk had already passed. My hands roved over the 
smoothness of Sue's nude body, caressing her breasts, stroking her belly . . . and 
accepting the invitation to probe the moist, warm opening 
between her legs. 
           
As I pounded Sue harder and harder the covers slipped down to expose us. The light was 
dim, but my eyes had adjusted so that I could see just Sue's nude form under me. Her 
nipples were hard and erect . . . her eyes closed in ecstasy. 
           
A movement off to the side caught my attention and I glanced over to see Mindy resting 
on her elbows, apparently watching us. She had to be. There wasn't anything else going 
on in our corner of the cabin. It was warm and her covers were down, too. I could just 
make out her form, exposed to the waist. Startled, I stopped and just lay there, 
wondering what to do.
           
"Why are you stopping?" Sue whispered, "I'm not done, yet."
           
"Mindy's awake . . . and watching us," I whispered back.
           
"Are you sure? I can't see her from here."
           
We were like two conspirators. "Yes."
           
Sue wiggled a bit underneath me, trying to recapture the moment. "Come on. Do it slow 
and let's finish."
           
Unsure of what to do about Mindy, yet wanting to go on, I slowly renewed thrusting 
myself into Sue. I could see Mindy out of the corner of my eye. She was as still as 
could be but she was watching every move we made.
           
Then something peculiar happened. Some horny, little devil must have gotten inside me 
and turned things around. I began to take pleasure from Mindys presence. The fact 
that she was lying there a few feet away, naked and watching me have sex with her 
mother was exciting. Thats exactly how I thought about it, and the more I rolled the 
idea around in my head the more I liked it. How wonderfully erotic. How sinfully 
delicious. My lust went into overdrive.



Was it illusion or reality? I don't know but I swear my cock got a little bigger and a 
little harder. Mindy's watching was turning me on in a way I had never known before. 
It was like Sue and I had just met and we were doing it for the first time. You know 
how that is? I don't mean giving up your virginity. I mean, doing it with somebody 
you've never done it with before. There's a special quality about that kind of sex. 
There's a novelty about it, a sense of strangeness that is compelling.
           
Whatever was happening to me must have been contagious. Sue started to respond to my 
heightened passion. She clawed her fingers into my back and began meeting my strokes. 
She was bouncing up off the bed and slamming into me every time I pushed down.  We 
went on that way, going at each other harder and harder. At the same time I watched 
Mindy out of the corner of my eye and wondered what she thought of our performance. 
Finally, I felt Sue shuddering and moaning under me. Her vagina closed down around my 
penis, pulsing like a soft warm hand as she thrilled beneath me . . . and I lost it, 
too.
           
When next I looked toward Mindy, she had disappeared under the covers.
           
In the morning, when we rose, nothing was said of Mindy's watching, and I pretty much 
didn't give it another thought. Being it was Sunday, we had to think about returning 
to the city that night.
           
*****

In order to spend more time at the resort, on the following weekend we headed out on 
Friday night instead of Saturday morning. It amused me to see how quickly we had all 
become used to being naked. Everyone, even Mindy, stripped in the open cabin without 
any prompting. It was even funny, in a way. 

During that first weekend, while I was checking out my girls, they were doing the same 
thing to Sue and me. After all, they'd never seen a naked adult of either sex.
     
During the first weekend, all three of the girls kept stealing looks at us. Sue and I 
knew what they were looking at and could easily guess what they were thinking. 
Naturally, being the only male in the family, I aroused more curiosity than Sue.
           
Even though we were all more at ease on the next weekend, the girls still hadn't 
entirely gotten used to the idea. Every once in awhile one of them would flick her 
eyes down between my legs. They couldn't resist the temptation of looking. Mindy did 
it more than Polly, and little Suzy hardly looked at all. Whenever Mindy saw that I 
was aware of her looking, she'd turn away, obviously embarrassed. You could see her 
struggling with herself, trying not to look, and then she'd do it again. 

I'm not suggesting that my girls went around all day gawking at me, or any other man. 
They didn't. However, Mindy was looking me over just often enough to where I became 
sensitive to it and I even began to anticipate it. I could often tell from her body 
language when she was going to do it. It didn't bother me. In fact I liked it. Knowing 
that she was admiring me pumped up my ego. In all honesty I have to tell you that I 
enjoyed looking at Mindy, too. She was my daughter but she was also a pretty girl, 
just starting to ripen into a woman. To observe her at this stage, up close and 
unclothed, filled me with awe. There were benefits to nudism that I hadn't thought of 
before we got into it.
           
The heightened sense of awareness that nudity brought, and being in a strange bed were 
too much for Sue and I. As soon as we dared, after turning the lights out, we reached 
for each other and began making love. About midway through the fun, I remembered what 
had happened the week before. Without missing a stroke, I glanced over to Mindy's cot 
and sure enough, she was watching us.
           
Once again I started getting that odd feeling. Mindy's watching was feeding my lust. 
The first time, I had turned my head away and sort of checked on Mindy out of the 
corner of my eye. This time, I didn't turn away. Neither did Mindy. In the dark we 
couldn't see each other's faces but I'm sure she knew I was looking at her. 

It had fallen to Sue to talk to our girls about sex. I didn't know how often or to 
what extent Sue had discussed these things with Mindy, but I knew the conversations 
had taken place. Mindy must have known what Sue and I were doing.
           
The more Mindy watched, the more I liked it. Such brazen and out of character behavior 
on her part was strangely stimulating.          
           
Sue caught my excitement just as before, but this time I didn't say anything to her 
about Mindy. I just let things go and we had a good time together. Later in the 
weekend Sue commented on how much she enjoyed our sex at the camp. 
Fucking-in-the-forest, as she called it, was different, and more satisfying. My wife 
chalked it up to being nude outdoors, moonlight, fresh air and all that.
     
This was probably a good part of it, but I had to give Mindy some of the credit. For 
the rest of the summer, every Friday and Saturday night when we were at the camp, we'd 
go to bed early and have sex. Mindy missed a couple of nights, but most of the time 
she would be there, waiting to tune us in like we were a favorite TV show. 

Sue and I had been together for almost 15 years. We had been faithful to our marriage 
vows but I suppose after that much time, we were sort of used to each other. This 
bizarre, new spin on our sex was something that I liked very much. 
           
Both of us were having a good time and I couldn't see where any real harm was being 
done. So, as the summer wore on I never told Sue that we had an audience, much less 
that I liked the idea. When we crawled into bed on those weekend nights, I was more 
than just ready for sex. I was eager for it and almost couldn't wait. It was exciting 
in a way I hadn't known since before we got married and I loved it. Oh, yes. Having 
Mindy watch us fuck definitely added to the fun.
           
Vicariously, I was bringing Mindy into bed with us. I was not that thick headed that I 
didn't see this, right off. What I couldn't see, at the time, was where this business 
was headed. Without realizing it, I had already taken several steps down a strange, 
new road.

*****
           
Early one morning toward the end of summer, just before dawn, I woke with a full 
bladder and slipped out of bed to relieve myself. While crossing the cabin to the 
bathroom, I glanced over to where the girls were sleeping and caught my breath. Mindy 
was lying on top of the covers. She was naked, of course, and on her back. Her legs 
were open and one knee was drawn up, like she was going to kick something.
           
I stepped over to the cot to get a better look. The moonlight coming through the cabin 
window gave a pale glow to her girlish form. It was easy to pick out the details of 
that sensuous, young body.
      
There was an air of unreality about seeing her like that . . . she didn't look like 
Mindy. She seemed more like a young, sleeping goddess or perhaps a forest nymph. 
Coming as no surprise, I grew an erection looking at my daughter. You see, Mindy had 
been giving me erections all summer, every time she watched me have sex with her 
mother. It's just that I had been directing my feelings toward Sue.
      
Now, standing before the sleeping girl, our roles were reversed. It was I doing the 
watching, and for the first time, I openly admitted to myself that sex with her was a 
possibility.
          
Quicker than it takes to tell it, I reminded myself that I was entering dangerous 
waters. Mindy was only ten years old. Men my age are not supposed to be interested in 
girls that young. She was also still a virgin and I had no right to take that from 
her. Finally, and most important, she was my daughter and at any age I should not be 
fooling around with her. 

Rather than cooling my emotions these thoughts had the opposite effect.. Knowing that 
I wasnt supposed to do anything with her only made me want her more. She was so sweet 
and she looked so inviting, lying there naked and helpless before me. Kneeling down 
beside her, I reached between my daughters legs. The feel of her firm, young girl 
flesh was incredible. Never in my life had I experienced anything quite like it. 
           
She was dry. I could just get my finger into her opening. Slowly and carefully I 
worked my way deeper into that little vagina. She stirred a bit and I froze, waiting 
for her to come awake. After a moment or two I decided she was still asleep and 
resumed my exploration. Inside her, I began to feel a little moisture. I marveled at 
the fact that as young as she was and still asleep, her body was reacting to my touch. 
My other hand closed around my rock hard shaft and I began slowly stroking myself. I 
don't remember how long I lingered there, enjoying my girl's sexuality, but it had to 
be several minutes. It was a marvelous, incredible experience. She was new. She was 
fresh. I was touching her, feeling her in a personal, intimate way that she had never 
known before. She was asleep but I could tell that her body was feeling the pleasure 
of my hand within her. The inside of her little cunt was getting warmer and wetter. 
Was she dreaming of a young love?  
      
Eventually she stirred again, and the thought of her coming awake and finding me at 
her side drove me off. As quietly as I could, I slipped into the bathroom. My cock was 
still hard. Nothing could happen until I got rid of the erection, but it wouldn't go 
down. All I could think of was Mindy, lying there, waiting for me. I had touched my 
daughter in a way that fathers are not supposed to do, and I liked it. I liked it a 
lot.
      
It was like discovering a new world and I wanted to go exploring. All kinds of wild, 
unspeakable temptations were crowding in on me. Should I go back and touch her again? 
No, that would be wrong. Suppose she woke up? 
           
Finally, hidden from my family and fantasizing about Mindy, I masturbated. It had been 
years since I'd done it and I felt a little foolish. For the time being, though, my 
problem was solved. My excitement 
subsided, I was able to urinate and then go back to bed.
         
Mindy was safe for a while. I had tamed the beast, but I knew it would be back. A 
change had come over me. Snuggled up to my wife, it was a while before I drifted off 
into a restless sleep.
           
After this I felt I should tell Sue what had been going on. I didn't tell her 
everything of course and, as a result of my sanitized version of events, Sue was 
unconcerned and refused to make an issue of it. She even 
confided in me that she had watched her parents when she was a child. To me, it was a 
serious matter because of the way I was starting to feel about Mindy. I just couldn't 
bring myself to say these things to Sue. As the summer drew to a close, we continued 
to play our parts in the weekend sex drama. Sue and I went on making love to each 
other, but I was looking at and thinking about Mindy while we did it.
           
*****

Before this business began, Mindy was just my little girl and that's all. When I 
thought about sex, I thought about my wife, or occasionally some other good looking 
woman who might have just walked by. Now, when I thought about sex I would often think 
about Mindy, lying naked in the moonlight, her legs spread apart and her sweet, little 
vagina open and waiting for me. Having admitted to myself that the girl was getting to 
me, it became increasingly difficult to hide my feelings. At times, especially when we 
were at camp, I'd look at Mindy and start to get an erection. It was embarrassing to 
say the least. With varying degrees of success I fought to control myself. Sue did not 
seem to have caught on to what was happening, and when she did notice me getting hard, 
she naturally assumed it was for her. I don't think this was true of Mindy. Perhaps 
because she was the object of my lust, she seemed to know that I had developed a new 
kind of interest in her. Once in awhile our eyes would meet, and she'd give me a funny 
look. I almost didnt want to think about it because it seemed so crazy. Yet, I could 
swear that somehow this sweet, innocent ten-year old girl of mine knew how I felt 
about her and she wasnt bothered by it. It really was a strange kind of game.
           
On the last weekend of the season something unusual happened. The camp we were at was 
built in a    wide expanse of woodlands with small lakes and ponds scattered all 
around. Sue and I had taken our three girls to the swimming pool. After settling them 
in we decided to take a walk in the woods. We wandered into the trees quite some ways 
and Sue began acting like a young girl . . .laughing and teasing me. When you've been 
married as long as we were, it's easy to tell when your partner has fucking on her 
mind. It didn't take a rocket scientist to figure out where Sue was leading me or what 
she wanted to do when we got there. In time we found ourselves in a little grassy 
clearing beside a small pond. It was really a nice, romantic setting and it looked 
like we were far enough off the regular paths that no one would disturb us. Sue turned 
abruptly to me, spread her feet apart and rested her hands on her hips. "Let's do it 
here."
           
Oddly, for me, I wasn't really up for sex at that particular moment. Something in the 
back of my mind told me that this wasn't the right place. I wasn't about to tell Sue 
that an inner voice told me not to fuck, but I couldn't think of anything else to say. 
I just sort of stood there with what was probably a stupid expression on my face.
           
"I want to do it, here and now. How often do you get an offer like this from a naked 
woman?" Sue had this really lewd smile on her face. I'd only seen her look that way 
when she was drunk but on this occasion she hadn't been drinking. My wife was 
intoxicated by the prospect of sex. Moving like a cat she stepped up to me, dropped to 
her knees and grabbed my prick. Without so much as a how-do-you-do, her mouth closed 
around my cock and Sue began licking and sucking on me while at the same time 
masturbating me.
      
Needless to say, it didn't take long to get me in the mood.
           
"OK . . . I think you're ready." Sue suddenly said, letting my prick slip from her 
mouth, "Now, shove it in!" I stared at her as she turned and dropped to her hands and 
knees. Her ass was aimed at me, her knees were wide apart, and her hairy cunt was 
waiting for me to make the next move.
           
The urge was on me now and I dropped to my knees behind her. She was more than ready. 
Sue was almost frantic with desire. She actually cursed me when I fumbled my first 
attempt to penetrate her. I'd never, in all the years we were together, known her to 
act this way. She was seemingly possessed by a demon. She wanted to fuck bad, really 
bad.
           
Once I got it in, she went absolutely nuts. No matter how hard I banged into her, she 
wanted more. She kept telling me, that's how I knew. I was afraid that when I finally 
shot my load into her she'd still be pushing her ass out looking for someone, or 
something to fuck. What was I going to do?
           
With more control than I ever thought I had, I held back and kept thrusting into my 
woman. Sue had already come once and we were riding toward another climax. Again, I 
knew what she was going through because she kept passing regular bulletins on her 
emotional state. Only she was using foul, gutter language that I'd never heard come 
from her lips before. Sue could let loose when she was upset, but I'd never heard talk 
like that from her before. Where did she learn that stuff? 

Then she started comparing me to her father. A cold chill went through me. It sounded 
like Sue and her father had done it but when? Recently? No, that was impossible. He 
didn't live nearby and we rarely saw him. When she was a child? God! I thought of what 
was going on between Mindy and I. 
           
All of a sudden I noticed a movement in the trees. Someone, or something, was watching 
us. If ever there was a time when I wanted to be alone with my wife, this was 
definitely it. Who in the hell was creeping 
around in the bushes?  
           
Well, let me tell you brother, I had my hands full with a woman, who, for all I knew, 
had gone crazy. I wasn't in the mood for any peeping tom. Of course, it might have 
been a bear and then Sue and I both would be in big trouble. Sue's wild behavior, and 
even wilder talk, had infected me and I was being pulled down into the depths of 
animalistic sex. I figured if it was a human watching us he was getting one hell of a 
show. If it was an animal, it would have to contend with my wife. She was crazy mad 
for fucking and I didn't want to be the one to tell her she had to stop. 
           
"God damn!" 
           
It was Mindy. She moved just as I was looking her way and I spotted her, in the shadow 
of the trees. At that moment I could have killed her. My emotions were all twisted in 
knots and she had nearly given me a heart attack. In a burst of anger I grabbed tight 
onto Sue's hips and fucked for all I was worth. If Mindy wanted to see people having 
sex, I was going to show her what it was like. If Sue thought her father could fuck 
better than me, I was going to prove otherwise. I looked right at Mindy, knowing she 
could see me, and motioned to her to come over to us. 
      
You'll have to forgive me but at the moment I had alternately been experiencing fear, 
anger and sexual desire. All these different emotions were running through me like 
race cars. If Mindy had come to us, I would have thrown her on the ground and fucked 
her, right there in front of her mother. It would have been more out of anger than 
desire but I'm sure I would have done it. 

She didn't come near, so I just kept banging into Sue, harder and harder. 
           
The change in tempo must have been just what Sue was wanting. She calmed down and 
matched my thrusts. We were working together and I could feel the explosion building 
within me. Once again, Mindy was contributing to one of my orgasms. I was getting to 
where I really liked the idea.
           
Suddenly it was over and Sue and I slumped to the grass, enjoying the afterglow. I 
looked over to where Mindy had been standing . . . but she was gone. The naked girl in 
the shadows had disappeared. Somehow it didn't seem to matter anymore.
           
On the way back I casually mentioned to Sue that Mindy had followed us. "God. Are you 
sure, Jack?"
           
"I'm as sure as I could be about anything, babe. I saw her plain as day, standing near 
a tree and watching us."
           
"OK. I'll talk to her. Don't say anything, Jack. Let me handle it."
           
It sounded good to me and I agreed.
           

*****

Once we were packed and before we got into the car. Sue took Mindy off some ways. I 
couldn't hear what was being said but I knew what the topic was. There wasn't any 
screaming or anything, mostly Sue talked and mostly Mindy listened. It didn't last 
long but Polly and Suzy wanted to know what they were doing. No way was I going to 
give an honest answer to that question. While they were standing together, I noticed 
that Mindy was almost as tall as her mother. She was growing up fast. When they came 
back, I put my arm around Mindy and gave her a good hug. We didn't say anything but 
from the look in her eyes, I felt that some new bond of understanding had been forged 
between us. I was beginning to feel like a man with two wives.
           
We left the resort about six that evening and headed back to the city. We had played 
hard all weekend and the others slept while I drove. Sue was nestled against my side 
and the two younger girls were in the back of the van. Mindy was lying on the seat 
behind me and I could just see her in the rear view mirror. We had been on the road 
about half an hour or so when I noticed something in the mirror. Mindy had worn a 
simple shift dress for the ride home, and now she was lying there on her back with one 
knee raised.
           
It required me to readjust the mirror, but I knew what I would see. The hem of the 
loose fitting dress had slipped over Mindy's upraised knee and dropped to her waist. 
She wasn't wearing panties!
     
There in the mirror was a perfect view of her long, slender legs, all the way up her 
shapely thighs, and finally, in the dim light I could just make out the cleft of her 
opening. For some ten miles or so I just took lots of peeks into the mirror and 
enjoyed the sight. Even though I'd seen her nude every weekend this summer, looking at 
her asleep and with her dress pulled up made it different. It reminded me of that 
night when I'd touched her. Besides, now that the season was over, I probably wouldn't 
be seeing my girl in the nude for a long time. This was my last chance to enjoy her. 
Eventually Mindy moved in her sleep, changed her position and the show was over.
                       
What was happening to me? I spent the remainder of the drive considering recent 
events. Never before had I been interested in a girl anywhere near Mindy's age; at 
least not since I had been in grade school. Now, here I was, lusting for this ten-year 
old child, my own daughter. Worse, I had already fondled her and to simply say it was 
fun would be an enormous understatement. Mindy, with her youth and innocence, and her 
budding sexuality offered a powerful, new kind of erotic pleasure that I had never 
known before. 
      
She was like an addictive drug, and I was hooked. Inwardly, I wrestled with myself 
over the matter. On the one hand, all the arguments about her youth, her innocence and 
being my daughter made sense. On the other, I kept remembering the way it felt that 
night in the moonlight when I put my hand between her legs. She wasn't even awake and 
had no idea I'd done it, yet it was unbelievably thrilling. What would it be like if 
she was awake, and could respond to me? The mere thought of that was enough to set my 
head spinning. What was happening to me? Was I becoming some sort of pedophile 
monster, like the ones the papers always seemed to be talking about?
           
                    






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