A Trip To Disney With My Daughter, Part 1
My name is John Holden. I'm a 29 year old divorced father, living in Houston. I had won two tickets for a three day trip to Disney World from a local radio station. It included travel there and back, two days at the park, and two nights stay in a luxury resort at the park. I, of course, took my 9-year-old daughter, Molly with me. This would be her first visit to Disney, and the first time that I've been able to take her on a proper vacation since my divorce two years ago. We were to be at the radio station at 6:00am to board a motorcoach the radio station had chartered to take all of the winners on the trip. Luckily, the coach had seats that folded out into beds on the lower level, along with a couple bathrooms and a pretty spacious shower. On the upper level there were large windows with seating to enjoy the scenic views, a dining area with tables, a refrigerator filled with food and drinks, and even a small self-serve bar, so we wouldn't have to make any stops on the 15 hour trip other than to refuel.
The trip there started uneventfully. There were only six pairs of ticket winners on the trip, so there was plenty of room. There was a mother with a son that was around 13, a young couple in their early 20's, A mother with a daughter that looked about the same age as Molly, A father with a son in his late that looked about 16, and an older couple that had recently retired. Molly hadn't slept much the night before because she was so excited, so she was soon asleep on a folded out bed, along with a couple of the other kids, and I went upstairs to have some coffee and enjoy the view. All of the adults and the older boy were already upstairs.
We sat around and talked for several hours. I learned that the woman with the young son was Joyce and her son was Billy, the young couple were Jim and Marie, the lady with the daughter was Dawn and her daughter was Grace, the other father's name was James and his son was Mike., and the retired couple were Gregory and Hazel who had retired the previous year when he was 51 and she was 48 due to some good investments and a large inheritance. Everyone seemed friendly and upbeat about the trip. I don't know if it was the excitement of the trip or what, but everyone was a bit flirty as we sat around having some morning beverages and talked as we watched the scenery. I was appreciative of the two single women being flirty, but even the two couples and the man and his son were joining in on making suggestive remarks and being overly touchy. I'm normally an introvert, but I found myself being very comfortable around everyone in the group and somewhat amorous.
About the time we got to Lake Charles, the kids were up and hungry, and had come upstairs to grab some food. Molly was a still groggy when she first came up, but after having some juice and a breakfast bar, she perked up. She seemed enamored with all of the guys, but especially Jim. I guess she's starting to get to that age where she's starting to notice guys. I thought to myself that she might be a handful when she starts dating i a couple years. Jim and Marie had moved toward the front of the coach, away from the food table areas, and were actually getting a little handsy with each other. Not overly inappropriate for a young couple, just some kissing and hugging. I had hoped that Molly wasn't being too intrusive or causing a problem as she kept making excuses to go to the forward part of the coach to look out the windows and ask Jim questions. If they did mind the interruptions, they didn't show it. When Marie came to back to were the rest of us were at the tables to refill their drinks, she told me that Molly was a lovely girl and they hoped to have one just like her.
When Marie refilled the three drinks and headed back to the front, I followed her firm ass with my gaze, and saw up ahead that Molly was sitting on Jim's lap, and he was pointing out the window to different things as the two of them talked. I thought that Marie might be upset, but when she reached them, she handed them their drinks, then leaned down and kissed Jim. It lingered long enough that Molly had turned to see why Jim had stopped talking to her. She smiled as she watched them. When Marie ended her kiss with Jim, she said something to him and nodded at Molly. Uh oh, I thought, it looks like she is upset at Molly being up there. But, then Jim leaned toward Molly and kissed her. Just a peck on the lips, then leaned back for a second, then back to her and gave her a full on kiss.
What the fuck! This was my 9 year old daughter he was kissing. And his wife was right there, and seemed to have suggested it. I was furious. I got up and started heading toward them. As I got closer, I saw that Marie had her phone out and was recording the whole thing. I also saw that Molly had her arm around Jim's neck, drawing him down to her. It looked more like she was forcing him to kiss her than the other way around. When I got to them, Marie lightly grabbed my arm and said, "It's alright. He's not hurting her." "But . . .," I started, and was cut off by Marie saying, "She asked him to show her how to kiss. He's just doing what she asked him to do. You can sit here with me if you want to keep a closer eye on things." Then she used her hand on my arm to give me a slight tug toward the seat next to her.
I found myself sitting there, dumbfounded as I watched my small child kiss this young man that was more than twice her age. As I watched, my anger was morphing into arousal. I couldn't understand it. I had never viewed my daughter in any sexual nature. It wasn't that long ago that I used to bathe her and help her get dressed, and now here I was watching her swap tongues with a married man. I sat there, a couple feet away, and sipped my coffee, as I watched as if this was an everyday occurrence. Marie's hand was still on my arm, and she was now lightly stroking it.
"She's a beautiful little girl. Jim and I have been wanting one of our own, but he can't have children because of a sports injury when he was younger" Marie said as she took the phone she was holding and propped it up on the table next to her seat. I could only respond with a weak "Um... uh... Sorry..." while trying to be nonchalant about the situation. We sat quietly for a few minutes as we watched Jim and Molly kissing. The more they kissed, the more their hands explored each other, rubbing each other over their clothes. Eventually, Jim's hand made its way to Molly's bare leg, and began rubbing up to the hem of her dress down to her knee. Marie mimicked his actions by rubbing along my arm. Up to this point, what was happening was concerning, but it wasn't vulgar.
That changed when Molly, who had been sitting on Jim's lap facing away from him and twisting to kiss him reached behind herself and grabbed the bulge in Jim's shorts that was obviously his engorged cock. When she did that, I heard Jim moan into Molly's mouth, and his hand moved up under her dress. I started to protest, but then I felt Marie's hand leave my arm and move down to the bulge in my pants and give it a squeeze. "John, " Marie whispered in my ear, "Jim gave me permission to do with you anything that him and Molly do, if it's ok with you." She gave my hard cock another squeeze, and said, "Is it ok with you?" I could only nod my approval as the beautiful 22 year old squeezed and stroked my cock as I watched my daughter being molested in front of me.
As Molly's hand started making up and down motions on Jim's cock through his shorts, Marie's hand did the same to me. Then, she reached over with her other hand, took my coffee from it and sat it on the table next to her phone, and then guided my hand to her crotch. As I felt the heat of her pussy through the material, I was afraid to move it, until I saw Jim's hand moving in a circular motion under Molly's dress. On instinct I began to move my hand on Marie the way Jim was moving his on Molly. As Jim's hand moved, Molly's dress rose up her legs, and as she spread her legs to give him better access, it made it rise even more. It didn't take long before I could fully see his hand directly rubbing on my preteen daughter's panty covered pussy. Marie used her free hand to unbutton and unzip the shorts she had on to give my hand more direct access to her pussy. When I looked over at her as I reached my hand inside her pants, I could see and feel how wet her panties were. She shuddered as I began moving my hand over her pussy with only the thin fabric of her panties between us.
When I looked back to Jim and Molly, I saw that Jim had done the same to his shorts, but he had also moved his underwear out of the way and Molly was now directly stroking his bare cock as it stuck up out of his opened pants. There was precum dripping from the head, and running down to her small hand. When she felt the wetness, she broke the kiss with Jeff and lifted her hand up to her mouth to lick the slippery fluid from her fingers, then resumed their kiss as she went back to stroking his hard cock. Every couple of strokes, she repeated that procedure. As I watched, I took the initiative to reach down and pull my gym shorts and underwear down and out of the way, and when I did, Marie took my cock in her hand and started stroking me.
Jim released his lip lock on Molly and started moving her off of his lap to stand. She was objecting to being removed from his lap, but he said, "Trust me," so she slid the rest of the way off of his lap and stood there, still grasping his cock and stroking it. Jim peeled his t-shirt off, showing his smooth bare chest, then started pushing his shorts down his legs and kicking them aside when they reached his feet. I thought, "Oh my god, everyone is going to see him standing there naked! We're all going to prison!" But, then when I looked to the back of the coach, expecting everyone to be staring at the naked man standing next to my daughter while she stroked his cock, what I found was an orgy.
Everyone was in different stages of being undressed. Grace and Billy were completely naked, and in a 69 on the floor. Joyce and James were still clothed, but he had his hand was down the back of her pants with his hand on her ass, as they tightly embraced and and swapped spit in a tongue duel. Mike was laying on the floor fully clothed, but with his cock out of his shorts, and Dawn was just in her bra and nothing else as she rode his face. Hazel was on all fours, with her dress still on, but flipped up over her back and her completely naked husband Gregory was fucking her as she sucked Mike's cock.
When I turned back to my companions to ask what the fuck was going on, I saw that Mike had sat back down, and Molly was back on his lap, with her dress back down so that it was covering her and most of his lap. He had his hands on her hips, and she was leaning forward with her hands on his knees. Marie was standing. She had removed her clothes and now stood before me in all of her naked glory. She then went to her knees in front of me and tugged my shorts down and tossed them to the side. I thought she was going to suck my cock, but she stood back up, turned toward Jim and Molly, then lowered her smoothly shaven pussy down only my cock. I told her that I wasn't expecting that, and thought that she was going to suck me. She turned her torso back toward me and said, "I told you, we can only do what they're doing, nothing more." "But," I started to say, but then I noticed Molly's wet panties on the floor, partially covered by the clothes that Marie had taken off.
It hit me like a sledgehammer. "How?" I asked Marie, "She's too small. There's no way that he could." "John," Marie replied, as she started raising and lowering herself on my cock, "She's not a virgin. She didn't even wince when she slid her wet pussy down onto Jim's cock. When I saw that, I thought that it was you that had broken her in, but I guess someone else got to her first." Marie then moved her body to the side a bit as she continued to fuck me, and I saw Molly raising and lowering herself on Jim's lap as he guided her with his hands. Her eyes were scrunched shut and she had a look of concentrated ecstasy on her baby face. Damn, just the thought of that was going to make me cum quicker than I wanted to. I warned Marie, and she started bouncing on me faster, saying, "Do it John, do it. Plant a baby in my fertile womb so that Jim and I can have a Molly of our own." That pushed me over the edge, and when she felt me start to shoot my cum into her, she sat down hard onto my cock to make sure the source of the invading sperm was as close to her eggs as she could get it.
When I had given all of the cum that I could, she slipped off of me and stood. She said that she was going to go find a towel to wipe herself up, but maybe i should get on the floor between Jim's legs to get a better view of my daughter being fucked. As she walked away, I slid to the floor and crawled over to where Jim and Molly were. Jim's legs were together, but when he felt my hands on his calves, he lifted his feet slightly and moved his legs apart for me without even looking down to see who it was. The first thing I saw was his smooth hairless balls. They were firm, and covered with juices. Molly's juices. Then I could see the bottom of his shaft, and as his legs spread apart, lifting her dress more taut, more of his shaft was exposed. Then I saw what I was down here to see. Molly started her down stroke and I saw her smooth little pussy, stretched almost comically tight around his shaft, descending his manhood a foot from my eyes.
There was movement above me as Jim slid forward until his ass was on the edge of the chair, with his balls hanging over the edge, and leaned back. That moved Jim's knees to the sides of my head and their juncture to just inches from my face. As Molly bottomed out, stretched so tightly around the base of Jim's cock, the seamlessness of where they were joined gave the appearance that my baby girl had grown a set of large balls.
I felt hands on the top of my head, as I heard my daughter's voice, "Daddy, it feels so good. Better than Bobby ever has." Before it fully sunk in of what she had said, she pulled my head the couple of inches so that my mouth was right over her clit, which was sticking out much more than it normally would because of the stretching her pussy was receiving. As I started to lick her clit, two things hit my mind. "My prepubescent daughter has the sweetest pussy I've ever tasted" and "Who's Bobby?" I haven't been around Molly after my divorce as much as I was able to before, but the only "Bobby" I could think of is Bob, my ex-wife's current boyfriend. He often babysits Molly when my ex is at work. If it was him, I was torn between wanting to beat him to death for fucking my daughter, or buying him a drink for fucking someone behind my ex's back the same way that she had been fucking someone behind my back and breaking up our marriage. For now, I decided that I needed to file that tidbit of information away until I was in a better position to discuss it with Molly. For now, I needed to concentrate on licking her pussy.
As Molly started moving up and down on his shaft again, I heard her say to Jim "I want you to cum in my pussy." I sat back and looked up, seeing that Molly was now leaning back against Jim's chest and he was using his hands on her hips to slide her up and down on his cock, using her as not much more than a Fleshlight. He was so focused on his own pleasure that he didn't even acknowledge what she had said to him. He may have been using Molly's body, but she was definitely receiving her own pleasure from his stiff cock moving in her. From this vantage, it was an amazing sight. It looked almost impossible that Jim's cock was fitting inside her little frame. She was stretched so much. Her juices were coating his shaft.
With Jim getting closer to cumming, he was lifting her higher and pushing her down harder. He was also moving his own hips, thrusting upward into her. Being this close, I could see Jim's cock moving inside of Molly as it caused her tiny abdomen to pudge out slightly along its path. On one of Jim's downward pushes, he did it fast and hard. Molly gasped and I could see her body shivering through a small climax. When Jim did it again, the shivers ran through her body again. He must have been feeling the vibrations of her shivering on his cock because he kept the faster and harder pace, and Molly started a continuous visible shaking. I could see the muscles in her stomach and around her pussy start contracting over and over.
Then it happened. Molly fell off the cliff and had a soul shattering orgasm. Streams of her juices were flowing out of her. "Taste me, daddy," I heard her whimper. "Anything for you, baby," I answered her as I reattached my mouth to where her pussy intersected with Jim's cock. I started licking and sucking up as much of her juices as I could, but there was no way to get it all. It was flowing down Jim's shaft, covering his balls, and dripping onto the ground below his hanging balls. I found myself following the flow, trying to get as much of her sweet pussy juices as I could. I was in a trance of primal lust. I was brought out of my haze was Jim's voice, telling Molly, "The sucking mouth on my balls is going to make me cum in you, little girl." And sure enough, I found that I had been licking and sucking at Jim's balls without knowing how I had got there. When I realized what I was doing, I started to move back up to Molly's pussy, but then Molly said, "He's a good daddy to make you cum in me." I'm not one to disappoint my daughter, so I resigned myself to continue my oral ministrations on Jim's balls.
Jim kept his pace as he neared orgasm. He was grunting, "Oh yes, little girl, squeeze my cock." So gone in his lust, did he even remember the name of the preteen that he was power-fucking? After several more seconds of his speeding thrusts, he was done. He let out a loud groan and pushed her down hard, holding himself as deep inside of Molly as possible for several long moments while he emptied his cum into her. Molly kept moaning with pleasure as she felt him spurt into her. With Jim pushing Molly down as he was cumming in her and Molly's stretched pussy firmly seated around the base of his cock, I was at eye level with her stomach as I licked his balls. I could see Jim's cock throbbing and twitching as it thumped against the inside her stomach. It reminded me of a baby moving in a pregnant woman's stomach. It was an obscenely erotic sight.
After a moment or two, the taste of Molly's juices that I was sucking off of Jim's balls changed. It was less sweet and more salty. It was Jim's cum, now mixed with Molly's pussy juices. I licked up what I could as Jim lifted Molly off of his softening cock. And as he did, more of their combined juices flowed down into my mouth. He sat her into the seat beside him as I continued my licking and sucking until I had cleaned everything I could find of my Molly off of his cock and balls. By then, he was completely soft. When I leaned back from him, and looked up, he was looking down at me with a smile on his face. He had regained his senses enough to remember who my daughter was, and said, "Molly was right, John, you are a good daddy. You should get her cleaned up before it gets all over her pretty dress."
Molly was so exhausted after her orgasm. She was slumped down into the chair, legs dangling off the edge, and looked like she was half asleep. I moved over in front of her, and lifted her legs over my shoulders, and stared at her abused pussy. That's what it was, abused. It was bright pink from the friction, and gapping open to where I could see down in to it and see Jim's cum pooled in it's depths. Molly looked at me and weakly said, "Daddy . . " And that was all I needed to hear. I lowered my mouth to her slick smooth pussy and created a seal around it with my mouth. I started with creating some suction while running my tongue through the folds and down into her, scooping up what I could. Then, applying more and more suction and moving my tongue faster and faster, until I was tongue fucking her tiny prepubescent pussy.
I continued to lick and suck on Molly's sweet pussy until she had another, smaller, orgasm that flushed the rest of Jim's cum out of her. I finished cleaning the last of their mixed juices from her, then took her legs from my shoulders. When I sat back, there was no hint of anything left inside of her or around her smooth pussy, so I lowered her dress to cover her bare pussy from view. I took a moment to take stock of the situation. I was sitting on the floor, with my baby girl slumped into a chair next to Jim. The scene was so surreal.
I was brought back to reality when Marie said, "That was amazing. Do you want me to send you a copy of the video, John?" I looked across the aisle at her, and saw that she was hold up her phone, recording what her husband had done to my baby girl and what I had done to both of them. "Oh, shit," I thought. I had forgot that she had been recording when I had walked over. It must have shown on my face, because Marie followed up by saying, "Don't worry John, we're very discrete." "Yes," I finally replied, "I'd think I'd like that." I gave her my cell number so she could send it to me as I stood and scooped Molly up out of the chair.
It was going on 9:00am and the sun was well out, so I carried her down to the lower deck where the curtains on the windows kept it still mostly dark. I laid her down on one of the fold-outs, and draped a blanket over her. Several of the other fold-outs were also being used, and at least one of them showed movement indicating that there was definitely fucking going on, but they were being quiet so the others could rest. I then headed back up to get something to drink.
When I got back to the upper level, I saw a road sign saying that we were getting close to Lafayette. I had to step over and around several people, some passed out on the floor or on seats, and one couple still engaged in sex, to get to the fridge to get a bottled water. I opened my water, took a seat at a table, and divided my time between watching the view outside and the remaining couple still going at it. It was Gregory and Billy, with Gregory sitting in a chair and Billy between his legs, licking and sucking his cock and balls. Gregory looked like he was enjoying himself, but he didn't seem to be getting very hard. After about ten minutes, Gregory gently pushed Billy away from his cock and said, "I don't think I have another load in me right now. Maybe after I've had a rest." "Ok," Billy said, and he stood. Gregory also stood up, and made his way down the stairs.
Billy walked over to me and said, "How about you?" "How about me, what?" I asked him. "I was voted designated clean-up boy. Do you need your cock cleaned?" "Oh, well, if you're offering, I wouldn't want to be rude and not allow you to do your elected duties," I chuckled. At that, he gave a bit of a chuckle too. I pulled my chair back from the table and turned it a bit to face him, and he dropped to his knees in front of me. I hadn't realized it, but I guess I had the beginnings of a chubby while sitting there drinking my bottled water and watching him service Gregory, so when he took hold of my cock and leaned in and started licking the length of it, I was pretty quickly fully hard again. "Mmmm," he moaned, "Who's this? I haven't tasted her yet." "Marie," I said, "But I don't think she was wanting my cum sucked out of her." "Shame," Billy said, "She tastes pretty good." "I didn't have a chance to taste her myself," I told him, "But I did lick Jim and Molly clean, so you don't have to worry about taking care of them." "Well, maybe not this time, but I'm sure they'll need to be cleaned again before we reach Disney," he laughed, as he went back to sucking and licking on my cock.
"I could get used to this," I thought to myself, as I watched his head bob on my knob. "Hey, Billy," I asked, "How about you? Do you need cleaned?" "No," he replied, "I haven't had a chance to fuck anyone yet. I've just been sucking and licking everyone that I can." He then went back to sucking me. After another minute or two, I followed up with, "Has anyone other than Grace sucked your cock?" He again extracted my cock from his mouth and said, "No. And she didn't suck me until I came. While we were sucking each other, Mike got behind her and started fucking her. Between him fucking her and me still licking her, she forgot to keep sucking me. But that's ok, because when he came in her, she sat up and onto my face and I got my very first taste of a cum filled pussy ever. Well, she was my first taste of pussy ever, and Mike's was only my second taste of cum ever." "Maybe I can help you out. I licked Molly's juices off of Jim's cock, but I've never given an actual blowjob before," I offered. "Yeah," he said, "I think I'd like that." "I think I would too," I replied, "Let's head down to the fold-outs were we can be more comfortable. I don't think my back could take this hard deck." "I'd rather have a hard dick on my back than a hard deck, too," he said, as he stood and we made our way down the stairs.
When we got below, our eyes weren't adjusted to the dark, and we were bumping into things as we made our way through the lower level looking for a fold-out that wasn't already occupied. As we passed by the bed that I had put Molly in, I noticed that Gregory had crawled into it with her when he came down earlier. She was uncovered and still had her dress on, but it was pulled most of the way up her body and Gregory was spooning her from behind with his arm wrapped around her and his hand cupping her not-yet-existent breast. She was snuggled back into his nude body to keep warm.
The next bed down the aisle was empty, so I climbed onto it and laid down, then pulled Billy on top of me. I pulled him up to where we were face-to-face, which made is dripping cock poke into my belly button. I looked him in the eye, then leaned up and gave him a kiss. The first time I've ever kissed another guy. He returned it, and we started french kissing. I could taste a bunch of different flavors on his lips and in his mouth. The remnants of all of the people he had cleaned up. We we came up for air, and he said, "I like you. I'll have to hook you up with my mom, as long as she doesn't mind sharing." He then shimmied his way down my body and took my cock into his mouth. "That's wasn't what we came down here for, remember," I told him, "I was going to help you out too."
Without taking his mouth completely off of my cock, he managed to rotate himself around until I was looking up at his balls. With him being shorter than me, things weren't lining up quite right. I pulled him back some, so that he could suck on the head of my cock, but also allowed me to bend his cock back and into my mouth. With his cock only being about four inches long and thin, I was able to get the whole thing in my mouth and still breathe through my nose. I used my tongue to swirl around his entire dick the way he was using his on the head of my cock. I was liking this, and I was liking the taste of his pre-cum. For a long time we just laid still, mouthing each others' cocks. It must have been about 15-minutes that we casually serviced each other before he started producing more pre-cum, and then his hips started moving some over my face. He slowly worked his way up from subtle movements to full on pumping his hips and face fucking me. All the while, he never let go of my cock, and I was starting to feel myself working to a climax.
On one of his up-strokes, I used one of my hands to briefly remove his cock from my mouth, and slip the index finger from my other hand into my mouth and coating it with saliva and some of his pre-cum that was on my tongue. I then took his cock back into my mouth, and when he bottomed out in my mouth, I took my wettened finger and rubbed it around his rosebud, and applied pressure. At first I didn't think it was going to go in because he was squeezing his ass shut, but after rubbing my finger around at the entrance for a while he relaxed and my finger started slipping inside. When I had it in up to the second knuckle, he started thrusting into my mouth again, but now with more force. I pushed in further, and started hooking my finger so that it rub where his prostate would be. He became a boy with a purpose. He was full on fucking my mouth with a purpose, and sucking on my cock like he was starving. Every time he would pump back and forth it would cause my finger to move inside him, rubbing against his developing prostate.
It didn't take long for him to start grunting around my cock as he thrust into me, and then he gave one last hard thrust, and I could feel the tube on the underside of his cock throb and taste his cum shooting into my mouth. That set me off, and I started unloading my cum into his mouth too. His cum tasted good. Really really good. As his cock stopped throbbing and firing into my mouth, it didn't lose its hardness, so I continued to lovingly swab it with my tongue as I swallowed his seed. I laid there in a post-orgasmic state, with a 13 year old boy's hard dick in my mouth, and drifted off to dreamland.