Subject: My First Family Sex Party (Mf, Mg, Fb, incest, oral)
Diary Date: August 21, 2010
Author: Kelly <pghpa_girl@yahoo.com>
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!!!WARNING!!!!
This file is a work of fiction containing sexually explicit material which may
include depictions of underage, nonconsensual and unprotected sex as well as
incest and adultery. It is not intended to implicate any person or action by
them or me, nor advocate such practices. If you can't separate fantasy from
reality, get professional help - FAST!
The material is distributed as "For Adults Only" and possession by a minor is
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Although I wrote this to stand on its own as much as possible, it might help to
understand things better if you read my previous diary entries at
https://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/Kelly85/. The "About Me" directory also has a
lot more information about me as well if you're interested.
Summary:
It's amazing how much your life can change in just a short time. Even more so
how attitudes and feelings about subjects that I thought were cast in stone can
adjust as well.
Table of Contents:
Chapter 1 - My "Firm" Principles Become Less Concrete
Chapter 2 - The Importance of Pleasing My Father
Chapter 3 - My Aunt Linda Gives My Dad What He Wants
Chapter 4 - The Party
Chapter 5 - The Aftermath
Chapter 1 - My "Firm" Principles Become Less Concrete
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For the first 25 years of my life, there were certain principles in my life that
I felt were unshakable. Regardless of whatever I might do, there were certain
lines that were not to be crossed, certain morals that were unshakable - or so I
thought. Just to name the most important...
My faith in God and Jesus has to be number one. Everything in the end comes
back to the Bible and the principles that are found in the Word of God. �Honor
your father and mother� has always been the guiding light for me, drilled into
me from as early as I can remember by my parents. The commandment against
adultery was also stressed to me by my mother and was the reason why she refused
to have sex outside of her marriage family - and kept my father from straying as
well. Her interpretation of the anti-adultery was so strict that she refused to
participate in �swinging�, even when it was OK with everyone involved. To her it
was all about the principle.
To help deal with the restrictions and frustrations that arise in most
monogamous marriages, my mother condoned incest. She taught me that sex within
the family encompassed by your marriage vows wasn�t adultery, at least not the
way she interpreted the Bible. I realize that when most people hear this their
first reaction is disbelief but I think if someone gives it some thought that it
makes perfect sense. After all, if a man does not have the right to have sex
with his own daughter, a product of his marriage, then who DOES he have the
right to have sex with? I would argue that a man has the right to expect his
daughter to submit to him in the same manner as his wife, even more so as she is
his daughter and not his partner. As for others, if a woman�s sister is willing
to have sex with her husband, what is wrong with that? It�s not like he is out
cheating on his wife with some stranger - it is her sister for goodness sakes!
And if her sister, then her sister�s daughter would also be included. Of course
the same would apply to brothers and sons.
Personally, I feel that if incest was more widely recognized that most marriages
would be far stronger as a result. Also, so long as it is done in a loving and
respectful manner, who better for a boy or girl to learn about sex from than
their uncle or aunt? It�s not like those desires aren�t already there in many
cases.
In a way, by encouraging me to give myself to my father as a proper daughter
should, my mother was effectively killing two birds with one stone so to say.
Not only was she was teaching me to respect my father by submitting myself to
him totally and unconditionally, at the same time she was providing my father an
outlet for his intense sexual urges. At least when she saw him with me she knew
who he was fucking... and why.
Unfortunately I never had a brother and my uncle and cousin Rick were assholes
so incest didn�t provide my mother with as many opportunities as it did my dad.
Still, she made the most of it, especially when it came to my cousin Rick. After
all, older women the same urges as men!
Another firm principal instilled in me by my mother was to respect and protect
young children. Granted, in an incestuous family the lines get blurred a bit
when it comes to age but outside the family she was pretty adamant about such
things. This was a lot harder than it might seem given she married a pedophile
but by allowing my father to maintain an extensive porn collection she hoped
that it would provide sufficient outlet for those desires and urges he found so
difficult to control.
As a result of my mother�s influence, until recently the youngest boy I ever had
sex with was sixteen - and I was fourteen the first time. Of course when I was
a teenager I had sex with numerous teenage boys but they were all sixteen or
older. As I got older, my tastes began to shift to older men and other than a
couple of flings, I pretty much stayed with �legal� aged partners. Even the
couple of exceptions were with boys that were quite mature for their age so it
wasn�t like I trolled the grade school yards or anything like perverted like
that. Certainly I�ve never done anything like my aunt and cousin have done with
the local boys in the neighborhood!
Until a couple of years ago I would�ve said that these principles were the
bedrock of my religious and sexual morals. No matter how slutty or naughty I
might be, there were still lines meant not to be crossed and looking forward to
my married life, I naturally expected those principles to continue. Then a few
things happened that changed my life in many ways - and shifted that foundation
somewhat in the process. I don�t think anyone can really point fingers at me.
After all, who can blame me changing a bit when my parents� divorced, something
I never would have thought possible before it happened.
My parents� divorce triggered what was probably one of the most intense periods
of my life so far as examining my core values and beliefs. It wasn't so much
the fact that a marriage of over 25 years came to an end, although THAT
certainly was a blow to me as I was always one to brag about how rock-solid
their marriage was and how I wanted to pattern my own marriage after theirs.
What hit me the hardest was WHY they divorced. It took a couple of years for me
to fully understand all that went down and even now I still can�t believe how
na�ve and starry-eyed I was not to see what was obvious to so many other people.
The irony is that many of the very same things I use to believe were the reason
for a strong marriage turned out to be the very things that split them apart.
My mother�s �no adultery� rules were so strict and demanding that my father was
held back from doing those things he needed which would have actually made their
marriage stronger. It�s like when I have sex with a married guy now and then
see his marriage rebound afterwards once he has let those desires come out and
be realized. It wasn't that my mother was jealous or didn�t want my dad to have
sex outside of marriage, it was that her interpretation of the Bible was flawed
- something she came to realize much to late to save their marriage. The key
she learned - and me as well, that it�s not WHO you fuck when you�re married but
WHY. There is a big difference between cheating and just having sex for mutual
enjoyment. Thus cheating becomes the definition of adultery - where you have
sex with someone without telling your partner and hiding it from them. Today I
would say that so long as everyone involved knows what is going on and approves,
then what�s the harm?
In a similar manner, my mother�s stance against adult-child sex also proved to
be a major factor in their split. Actually knowing more today about pedophilia
and the vise-like control such urges can have over a man, I have to give my
father credit for enduring it as long as he did without breaking down. Of
course there have to be limits on such activities, for the safety and well-being
of the child if nothing else. Nobody can tell me that an eight year-old girl is
physically ready for sex, no matter how emotionally mature she may be for her
age. Oral �sex� (a misnomer since it isn�t really sex in the first place) is
fine at most any age but even then it�s influenced by the family environment
more than anything.
If there is one point in my life when I believe my father�s needs were not met
was when I was eight years old and curious about why my father was touching
himself. My mother had us all in the hot tub later that night where she showed
me how his dick got hard when I stroked it and then how it eventually spurted
when I did it long enough. My father clearly wanted me to suck him (at least I
realize that NOW) but my mother held him back. As it turned out, it would be
another eight years before I touched his dick again, eight long years during
which my father was denied his most basic urges and needs. I often wonder how
things might be different today if my mother had not stopped him. Whether or
not it would have prevented their marriage, who can say, but I have to believe
the odds would have improved had I been allowed to please my father.
So now I admit to having changed my views on a number of serious issues. Of
course my faith in God is still number one - NOTHING can change that. But other
than that, I do NOT want my marriage someday to end in divorce because I impose
too many restrictions on my husband. It�s also more than just my future husband
that I have t keep in mind but my father aw well. Now that I have a better
understanding of my obligations and duties as his daughter, the onus is on me to
follow through and support him.
Chapter 2 - The Importance of Pleasing My Father
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Since I was a little girl I have always loved to please my parents - especially
my dad. As an only child, I guess you could say I was quite the daddy�s girl
growing up, and still am and will always be. Really, how many little girls
would NOT want to please the most important man in their lives? What I didn�t
realize though until I was in my mid-teens was HOW my father wanted me to please
him. If there is one thing I NEVER suspected until I was over sixteen was that
my father wanted more than anything to have sex with me. Looking back, the
signs were all there and had I known what I do now it would�ve been obvious, but
in my defense, why would I suspect such a thing? Sure my dad got an erection
when I was naked or masturbating in front of him, but that didn't mean he wanted
to FUCK me. It was just a natural reaction any man would have under the same
circumstances with any girl. He never said a word about it nor did he ever do
anything that would lead me to believe otherwise. Even when we were in the hot
tub and I would sit on his lap, feeling his erection under my bare butt, he
never tried to push it in me or even touch me in a sexual way.
It didn't help that I DID tease my dad mercilessly at time. Like those times in
the hot tub I would wiggle on him and rub my bare butt against his hard dick,
knowing it was making him all the harder. When he bought me sexy clothes I would
model them for him and even do a strip tease at times. When I brought home boys
I would leave my bedroom door cracked open so he could watch them fuck me.
Still, even though I did all these things at no time did I ever consider that I
was signaling I wanted to have sex with him. For me it was just fun and games
and if anything, it was a demonstration of my trust in my father that I could do
such things and he would NOT react the way so many other men would have. I often
tell men that think their daughters want to have sex with them that just because
their daughter is flaunting herself does NOT mean she wants them to fuck her.
If anything, it�s quite the opposite!
I can say that over the years there is nothing I have ever done sexually I
regret doing. Sure there are things I would never do again, but that doesn�t
mean I wish I hadn�t had the experience, even if it was only one time. For
instance, I had sex with a dog and will never do that again but if I had NOT
done it then how would I know what it is like? On the other hand, there are a
number of things on a sexual note that I regret NOT doing. Like I mentioned
before, I regret not sucking my father�s dick when I was younger but I REALLY
regret not giving myself to my father for my first time. For years I no idea of
how much he wanted that and how hurt he was when he found out that some teenage
boy had taken my virginity. Even today I find tears coming to my eyes for
denying him his right as a father to be my first.
It wasn't until I was sixteen, two years after losing my virginity and after
having sex with numerous boys, that I finally had sex with my father. Once I
realized how much it meant to him and how happy he was when I would offer myself
to him without him having to even ask, I did everything I could to please him
sexually. It is a point of pride for me to be able to say that I have never
refused him, no matter how tired I was or what my mood was at the time. If
anything, my submission to my father is my way of showing him how much I love
and trust him. I know beyond any doubt that he would never do anything to harm
me in any way and thus I can submit to him totally without any fear of the
consequences. There is no other man with whom I have had anything even remotely
close to that sort of relationship.
There is a look in my father�s eyes when he first enters me that is so special.
It�s a look I never see any other time, not even when he fucks my younger
cousins. It�s so much more than just pleasure or the fulfillment of his lust.
It�s a sign of his love for me, the love that only a father and his daughter can
share. When he is inside of me we are joined in a way that only can happen
through sex. Then when I feel him cumming inside of me, filling me with his
incestuous sperm, literally mating with me, I know beyond any shadow of a doubt
that I have pleased him in a special way. I love it when he stays in me
afterwards, the feeling of his spent cock throbbing in me. When he is in me I
feel so much love and respect from him, more so than at any other time. The
emptiness I feel when he finally pulls out is almost too much to bear at times,
like my pussy was finally complete with him filling it but now empty and in need
of his love once again.
I have told many girls that if they really want to understand their father, if
they really want to please him in a way no other person can, that if they want
to fulfill their biblical duties to their father, then they HAVE to let him fuck
them. There simply is no other way to reach that level of a relationship with
their dad. Some have followed my advice and it melts my heart to hear them tell
me, sometimes with tears of joy in their eyes, how special it was to feel their
father that first time he entered them. Indeed, it is like losing your
virginity again, only this time 100% pleasurable and so much deeper in meaning.
So why have I bothered to say all this? It�s because I don�t want people to get
the wrong idea as to why I eventually did some of the things I did with my dad.
I want people to understand how badly I want to please my father and how far I
am willing to go to accomplish that goal. It is essential that anyone who has
followed me through the years and thought that they knew my principles and this
understand why I changed. To know that I did so only after careful
consideration and with a desire to please my father at the forefront.
After all, when you make a commitment to please your father no matter what he
asks, there are certain risks involved as fathers are still men and they have
the same flaws and hereditary urges that all men must deal with. So when my dad
approached me with his latest request, did I have any choice but to say �yes
daddy�?
Chapter 3 - My Aunt Linda Gives My Dad What He Wants
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Last year my Aunt Linda went to live with my dad. It was close enough after the
divorce that tongues still wagged but long enough to be respectful to my mother.
Of course most people didn�t know the whole story. Even those who knew my dad
back in high school and were aware that he and his brother had dated my mom and
her sister, often trading partners, had no idea that the relationship continued
after the marriage. Indeed, I think my dad had sex with my mom�s sister more
than her! Overall it was probably a better marriage for my mom and him than it
would have been had he picked the younger sister instead, but now at their age
and with their kids grownup it seemed to make more sense for him and Aunt Linda
to be together. Let�s just say my aunt was much less restrictive!
My Aunt was also divorced but in her case it was much different. She married a
guy who claimed to be OK with the incest in her life but then once they got
married got all possessive and jealous. Not only did he try to stop her from
having sex with my dad, but he made a serious attempt to stop her from being
with her own father. Giving up sex with my dad would likely have been an
annoyance but to ask her to stop having sex with her father was simply too much.
After all, he�d first taken her when she was just twelve and was by far the one
to have fucked her the most during her life to date. Although nobody outside
her family knew the REAL reason for the divorce, it was something she kept in
mind and she never remarried.
Through the years my aunt would frequently come over to our house and go to my
dad�s office or elsewhere for sex. Of course I had no idea it was for sex, I
was told they needed to discuss legal issues or something with her real estate
business. It wasn�t until I started having sex myself with my dad that I
learned the true nature of her visits. My mom never seemed concerned about it
as she understood what it was all about. My dad made love to my mother while he
just fucked her sister so as long as that was the situation, she was fine with
it.
After the divorce my aunt started spending more and more time with my dad until
finally they just said the heck with it and she moved in with him. I was
personally happy for another reason in that it freed up her house to let me move
in as with my teaching job I was unable to afford my own place without support
from my father. I guess technically I could have moved into the spare bedroom
sooner as she and Kristi slept together (as they always did since she was a
baby) but it just didn't feel right to do anything until she left Kristi home
alone.
My Aunt Linda and my mom differed in many ways but there was one thing that was
significantly different. My aunt was into young boys, by which I mean early
teens or even preteen. Her daughter Kristi was also into the same, undoubtedly
influenced by her mother over the years. While I knew their preferences, and
tried my best to ignore them when possible, what I did NOT know was how plugged
in to the local networks they were. To be honest, I had no idea such networks
even existed so it�s not like I missed any signs. The thought that there might
be large groups of people tied together by their mutual desires for sex with
young kids was something more out of a porn novel than reality so far as I was
concerned. Maybe it was more that I didn�t WANT to believe in such things than
anything else. Whatever it was, I certainly had no idea my aunt and cousin were
charter members!
Another thing I was unaware of was that my aunt had offered my parents numerous
times to join her at one of the parties where she would take Kristi. Of course
that meant that they would have had to take me with as well since two people
just couldn�t show up and expect to have sex with kids without bringing their
own. My dad would have done it but I have learned that my mother steadfastly
refused to be involved; and if SHE wasn't involved, then there was no way my
father could be. Needless to say, this was yet another item on the �reason for
a divorce� list that never made it to the decree papers! Still, that didn't
make it any less important.
Now with my mother out of the way and my aunt living with my father, things were
different to say the least. Although they didn't tell me, for obvious reasons,
my aunt started taking my dad to the family parties. Although Kristi had sort
of grown out of them by then being in her twenties, given her long history with
the group they still allowed my aunt to come and now that she was living with my
dad he was allowed as well.
The result of all this was my dad was happier than I�d seen him in a long time,
if ever. I assumed it was just the fact my aunt was now living with him and he
was just enjoying himself in ways he�d never been able to before but I never had
a clue in just WHAT those were. Sure my aunt was more adventurous than my mom
and a LOT sluttier. Even though she was now in her forties she looked ten years
younger and still turned heads when she dressed in short skirts and revealing
blouses.
Finally one day after he�d fucked me I just had to ask him why he seemed so much
happier. On the one hand I was happy for him yet on the other hand it upset me a
little bit that it was almost like he was happy to be divorced from my mom.
Well, if there was one thing I�d learned over the years it was that if I wanted
to ask my dad something important and wanted the truth, there was no better time
than when I was sitting on his dick with his cum filling my pussy!
When my dad told me the truth, it was hard to express my feelings. On the one
hand I felt horny and hot - his dick hardening back in me as he related the last
party may have had something to do with that as well. On the other hand I was
shocked and a bit surprised. The idea that people would swap WITH their kids
was just something I had never really thought happened outside of porn movies
and novels.
It wasn't much long after that when something happened that set things in motion
for the future, even if I didn't realize it at the time. I�ve written about it
before in my diary but in the short version I as allowed to watch one day when a
couple came over to my dad�s house along with their two kids. To my surprise,
the parents didn�t have sex. Heck, they didn�t even undress or touch anyone.
It was all about their two young teens kids having sex with my Aunt Linda and
dad. It was the first time I�d witnessed anything like that besides when my dad
was watching his porno DVDs. After they had finished then the parents allowed
the brother and sister to have some fun while everyone watched. To say it was
so incredibly surreal would be the understatement of the decade!
Later when I discussed what had happened with my dad and aunt, I asked where
they met such people and it was then I learned that a whole underground network
existed for families with such interests. Apparently some of these just let
their kids get involved, such as I had witnessed, while others got involved
themselves, trading their kids with another couple. Some even weren�t so far as
to organize parties where multiple families got together for sex. The fact that
such parties was a surprise to me as it was but to learn how prevalent they were
was even more so. I guess I shouldn�t have been surprised based on my own
experience. Like, how many people in our church knew how many of the husbands
there had fucked me?
So you can understand a little better why I was surprised the most about the
parties, let me explain briefly just what my dad told me was done at these
events. First, it was nothing like the adult sex parties my best friend Beth is
always trying to talk me into attending. There was no �swinging� or swapping of
wives and husbands. Everything centered around families. In fact, you couldn't
even become a �member� unless you had at least one qualifying kid. By that I
mean a boy or girl at least ten (preferably twelve) or older but under eighteen.
Also, the family had to have been practicing incest for at least six months
prior to their first party so it wouldn�t be anything new for everyone to have
sex together. No children under ten were allowed even if they were engaged in
incest at home. While at the party, everyone was expected to be involved
sexually - no voyeurs. Sex between family members was discouraged but not
outright prohibited as it was recognized that these were just kids and sometimes
they might need their parent�s support. Still, the whole point was to allow the
adults to have sex with other people�s kids, not for families to engage in sex
like they were at home. For this reason sex between the kids was also
discouraged as this prevented them from being available to the adults. Sex
between adults was discouraged as well. If people wanted to swing then they
were encouraged to do that on their own and keep the party between adults and
their kids.
It all sounded a little �out there� for me at first but from the way my dad�s
dick was swelling inside of me was proof enough that he was telling the truth.
Indeed, relating to me how he had fucked several young girls, all under
fourteen, at the last party was helping him recover like he was sixteen himself!
Not that I was complaining as it had been a long time since he had cum inside of
me twice in the space of less than thirty minutes! Then again, I guess people
probably said the same to themselves when I told them about the sex parties Beth
and I attended so whose to say what really goes on behind closed doors? My dad
had no reason to lie or even stretch the truth so I had to believe him,
regardless of how incredible it sounded.
Later after we had finished we were watching TV with my aunt when my dad
mentioned to her that he had told me about the parties. She had this odd smile
to her face and then she looked at me and looked back at him, making me wonder
what was going on.
�OK, OK, I�ll ask her!� my dad finally chuckled under the force of her stare.
With that he just came right out and asked me if I wanted to attend the next
party with them as his daughter. Of course I was a bit old - almost the age of
some of the younger mothers, but he didn't think that would be a problem. My
aunt, naked as always when they were alone in the house, sat down next to me and
lifted up my nightshirt, reaching her hand between my legs so she could start
fondling me. It was a blatant effort to persuade me and when her fingers
reached into my still wet pussy I had to admit she was doing a good job of it!
�C�mon sweetie, you�ll have a good time, just ask Kristi,� she said soothingly
as she worked my clit under her expert touch.
It had been a while since me and my aunt had done anything like this and my dad
was eyeing us closely. Typical man, always hoping for a little girl-on-girl
action! Under different circumstance I might have been tempted to just lay back
and let he do me for his enjoyment but there was a serious question on the table
that couldn't be ignored.
�Dad.... you know how I feel about that,� I somehow managed to blurt pout as my
aunt shoved a finger deep into my pussy while using her thumb to rub my swollen
clit. She quickly pulled it out and put it in her mouth, licking it clean.
�Mmmmmmm, nothing like a little of your daddy�s sperm mixed in to give it
flavor,� she giggled, looking over at my dad who was now stroking himself before
pushing it back in me between my open thighs.
It really wasn't fair but what could I say? My pussy was still feeling good
after being fucked by my dad and now my aunt was stimulating it all the more,
reaching down with her head to suckle on my nipple as they waited for me to
respond. A chill ran down my spine as her lips pulled on my hardened nipple, he
tongue teasing the tip as she did.
�Oh alright... I�ll go,� I gasped but then I grinned at my dad and added, �But
you have to fuck me again... now!�
Now who wasn't being fair but I knew he wasn't about to complain. He was erect
again anyway, his hard dick being caressed by his own hand. God I wanted him
back in me again so badly! As he approached me, naked with his hard dick
pointing at me like a spear, I opened my legs even further as my aunt reached
out to guide him into me.
�Fuck me daddy... fuck me again,� I whispered hoarsely to him. Of course I
wanted him to do jus that but I also knew it turned him on tremendously for me
to say it out loud to him.
�Yes daddy..., just like that!� I gasped as my aunt directed his stiff dick back
into the welcoming warmth of my pussy. I looked down and watched as inch by inch
his shaft disappeared inside of me, feeling him filling me with his fullness.
�Fuck her John... fuck her good,� my aunt encouraged him, as if he needed any
further encouragement. She kept he hand in my crotch, playing with my clit as
my father established his rhythm, stroking himself in and out of me at a slow
but steady pace. Once again my aunt�s lips locked onto my nipple, pulling on it
a little harder now as she teased it all the more with her tongue.
My dad grabbed my ankles and pulled my legs up to his shoulders such that my
butt was elevated off the couch a few inches while his dick fucked me slow and
steady. I reached under me, grabbing my ass in my hands as I helped lift myself
up to meet his dick as it fucked me the way only my father could. It�s not that
it was physically any different from any other dick in me, it was all about WHO
was fucking me and WHY. Oh my god, my own father was buried inside of me,
fucking his daughter for the third time in just the pace of a couple of hours.
Mmmmmmm, this was something that hadn't happened in quite a while and I was
taking full advantage of it!
Given it WAS the third time, it took a while for him to cum this time and when
he did, there wasn't nearly as much cum as before but hey, what can you expect
from a man approaching his fifties? The mere fact he was fucking me at all was
a bonus so far as I was concerned.
�Let me have a taste,� Aunt Linda asked after he had cum in me. My dad pulled
out and her mouth quickly clamped over his rapidly dwindling cock, cleaning off
the mix of sperm and my own pussy juices. Then she moved back up and kissed me,
letting me taste it for myself on her lips and tongue. Mmmmmmm, it was almost
intoxicating!
�Trust me Kelly, you�re going to be so glad when you go,� she said softly on my
ear as my dad flopped back in chair, totally spent for the evening. �You won�t
believe how hot it is to have a twelve year-old dick in you for the first time!�
As horny as I was feeling at the time, I was still more than a little unsure
about THAT but I was at least willing to at least give it a try. I knew my dad
would be watching and I hoped him seeing me being fucked that way would make him
even happier than just doing a girl for himself.
My aunt wasn't taking any chance it seemed and seemed intent to make sure I
didn�t have time to rethink things as she was kneeling on the floor with her
head buried between my legs before I realized what was happening. She didn't
quite until I�d cum twice more after which I was totally spent and exhausted.
Damn, she was almost as good as my mom when it came to eating pussy and trust
me, that�s about as big as a compliment as I can make!
Kristi was home when I finally got back and obviously was in on what had
happened. She was quite flagrant in her remarks as to how it would be when I
went to my first party.
�God Kelly, you�re in for a treat, trust me,� she said with a wicked sly smile
on her face. �There�s nothing like a hard young cock you know.�
Well, I most certainly did NOT know for myself so I would have to take her word
for now. Now that I�d settled down I was starting t have second thoughts about
what I�d signed up for. There are some things in life you should never do and
one of them was to make major, life-altering decision in the heat of lust and
passion. Going to one of these parties was a pretty major decision as it was
something that could never be undone once I did it. Had anyone other than my dad
asked me I never would have one along with it. Indeed, how many times had I
automatically refused similar offers from my aunt and cousin without a second
thought or regret?
Sometimes being a daddy�s girl meant I had to do things I might otherwise never
do and this was one of those times. I had always trusted my father and he had
never betrayed that trust so in this case I just had to allow my instincts to
guide me. As I said before, I�ve regretted doing anything sexually so why
should this be any different? No doubt if I refused then I WOULD regret THAT so
the best course of action was to follow my instincts and submit to my father�s
will, even if a the moment I wasn't so sure about things. After all, isn�t that
what a father is suppose to do - make the hard decisions and guide his
daughter�s path? It was time to walk the talk!
Chapter 4 - The Party
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From the time I agreed to do one of the infamous family parties and it actually
happening was a lot longer than I�d expected. I guess in my mind it was like
once I agreed then the next day it would happen but that was not at all what
happened. Indeed, it ended up being another two weeks before the subject even
came up again and then another week before the party. When my aunt called me to
tell me to set aside the next Saturday morning on my calendar, I was a little
surprised but then it made sense when I took into consideration who half the
participants would be. She told me not to worry about what I would wear as
nudity was the standard dress code. Aunt Linda ended by saying that she and my
dad would pick me up at 8:30.
While teaching the rest of the week I couldn't help but look at some of my
students and think that it wouldn�t be long and I might be having sex with
someone their age. Indeed, imagine if some of them just happened to show up!
Granted, most of them were at the low end of the age bracket but it WAS possible
as most of the kids I taught were in the ten to twelve year-old age bracket.
Frankly, the thought of sex with any of the kids in my class wasn't something
that entered my mind until now. Sure a few of the older ones couldn't help but
look at me that way now and then but I did my best to ignore them so they
wouldn�t be embarrassed. God, it would be quite awkward of any of them DID show
up but I knew the odds were astronomically against it.
Saturday morning arrived and I was a bit of a basket case. It had been a long
time since I�d been so nervous and uptight about anything, especially when it
had to do with sex. You�d think with all the things I�d done that nothing
involving sex would cause me such issues but this was something totally new for
me. It was one thing to deal with it on an intellectual level, rationalizing
everything and discussing it but without having to actually DO anything. Now it
was time to put out or shut up to paraphrase an old saying.
Had anyone other than my father asked me to do this it would have been easy -
I�d just say no and there would be no further discussion about it. But it WAS my
father asking me and as his daughter, what right did I have to refuse him? From
everything I�d heard this was entirely consensual on everyone�s part and it
wasn�t like he was asking me to go out and seduce some young boy or anything
like that. He wasn't asking me to have sex with an animal or do anything in
public that would humiliate me or harm me professionally. Heck, he wasn't
asking me to do anything that I hadn�t fantasized about many times while
babysitting or working with youth groups although I had never ACTED on those
fantasies. However, unlike most anything he had ever asked me to do in the
past, it WAS something that I would do on my own which made it somewhat unique.
This was perhaps the first time I�d ever put aside my personal feelings and
beliefs be cause I needed to please my father.
Actually, I wouldn't say I put them aside because it THAT was the case then I
would have really been in a tough position. My dad has never asked me to do
anything that was against my wishes or values. Indeed, I think if he felt I was
doing this just to please him and was somehow violating my ethics and morals to
do so that he would never have asked me in the first place. Perhaps he knew me
even better than I knew myself, especially when it came time for me to determine
whether or not I would follow my mother�s lead or his. Without the divorce this
would have never come up but now I had a clear choice to make and yes, I had
made the choice... so now it was time to prove it.
�Quit sweating it Kelly. Trust me, once you get started you�re going to love
it,� my cousin assured me as she passed by my room where I was pacing back and
forth. Easy for Kristi to say, she�d been involved in all this for a long time.
Had I started like her when I was a young preteen then it probably would be easy
for me today but I hadn�t. This was something she apparently didn�t grasp or
maybe better said, didn�t WANT to grasp.
�Don�t you ever feel even a little bit guilty afterwards?� I asked her.
�Why?� she quickly replied with a hint of exasperation in her tone of voice,
�Nobody is forced to do anything and believe me, YOU are the one who is going to
be pushed by THEM so there�s nothing to feel guilty about at all.�
�I guess I mean that from the way it�s been explained to me, it seems more like
this is all more a way for the adults to have sex with other people�s kids,� I
tried to explain to her.
Kristi just shrugged at that and then said, �Well so what if it is? It�s just a
party, not a family reunion or something like that. If the kids want to have
sex with each other at home, I�m sure nobody stops them.�
�So it never bothered you when you were younger for your mom to basically give
you to the fathers for their pleasure?�
Kristi laughed at that one and I guess in retrospect it WAS a little funny for
me to ask. �I had a great time and I loved the way they all wanted me. I think
it�s a great ego booster for girls at an age where they are worried about their
appearance and sexuality. Nothing like a bunch of fathers all wanting to fuck
you to build your self-confidence.�
Then it hit me and before I gave it more thought I blurted out, �So do you think
this might be why you became a whore?�
She paused at that one and for a moment I worried maybe I had struck a nerve but
then her eyes brightened and she smiled.
�It MAY have had a little influence I guess but I don�t think it was why I
decided to do it. Face it, college wasn�t for me Kelly and it was a GREAT way
to make a LOT of money.�
Well, she had a point there. As a whore Kristi use to bring home more money in
one night sometimes than I made in a month in my low-paying teacher position.
What made it sort of ironic was often times she got paid more for PRETENDING to
be a teacher than I did for actually being one.
�Just go and have fun and quit worrying that you�re contributing to the
delinquency of a minor or anything silly like that,� she said as she started to
leave my room. �Believe me when I say whether you go or not, nothing is going
to be different in the end for them so why not participate and enjoy yourself?�
With that she left me to my own thoughts once again. Fortunately it was almost
time for me to be picked up and sure enough, by the time I got downstairs I
looked out the front door and saw my dad�s SUV pull up with my aunt riding
shotgun. I put on my coat and called up to Kristi�s room to say I was leaving.
There was no response but that didn�t surprise me. I had a good idea of what
she would be doing for the rest of them morning now that she was up and about.
It was only a few moments later and I was in the back seat with my dad pulling
away from the curb. My aunt turned around in her seat to greet me good morning
and for the next thirty minutes or so we just talked about the weather, work and
anything else that cane to mind but nothing bout the upcoming party. The
traffic was heavy, even on a Saturday morning but that was normal for the area
and my dad seemed more focused on not hitting the guy in front of us than
engaging in light conversation.
As we drove on, I realized that I had no clue as to where we were going - a
small detail I�d neglected to ask! All I knew was that we were heading south,
away from the city which sort of surprised me. I don�t know why, but somehow
I�d expected it to be in one of the affluent neighborhoods on the North or South
side, not out in what was increasingly becoming the middle of nowhere. We
turned down a small road with a sign advertising a retreat center that�s I�d
never heard of before. It didn�t say what sort of retreat center so I assumed
it was not a church-sponsored one but what type other than that I had no idea.
Soon my dad turned in front of another sign for the center leading down a small
narrow road into the woods which then opened up into a gravel parking bounded on
three sides by various log-cabin style buildings. The largest was at the far
end and was where all the cars were parked so I assumed that it must be our
destination.
�Well, we�re here,� my dad announced, finally looking back at me for the first
time. He smiled at me but there was a look of concern in his eyes when he
asked, �You sure that you�re OK with this baby?�
�You know I�ll do anything for you daddy,� I said, trying to sound positive. I
knew he loved it when I called him �daddy� in sexual situations more so than
just �dad�. Yeah it sounds corny when I write it but at the time it felt
appropriate.
�Now stop right there,� he said, putting up his hand like a policeman in
traffic, �You know that I don�t want you to ever do anything you don�t want to
do no matter what you may THINK I want. Trust me, I would never WANT you to do
anything you didn�t want to do.�
A little late for THAT I thought but I just shook my head and smiled even more.
�I didn�t mean it that way daddy, I know... I love you.�
�Well can we get going?� my aunt chimed in, �Looks like we�re the last to
arrive... as usual,� she said looking pointedly at my dad who was notorious for
being late to most everything.
I did a quick look and guessed that there were maybe a dozen cars or so.
Assuming they were all here for the same reason, that meant a reasonable size
crowd. Not TOO small that it was overly intimate but not so big that it was
impersonal. It was sort of the same way I felt about my friend Beth�s sex
parties. Up to about twenty people and you felt you got to know everyone
without it being overly one-on-one with the same person all night.
The air was still pretty cold this early in the morning so we hurried inside to
the main entrance where to large doors seemed to be the main entry. They opened
to a small gathering area with racks for our coats. A couple was seated behind
a table with what looked to be some sort of list. On each side of them was a
son and daughter, the son next to the mom and the daughter next to the father.
The boy looked to be older than the girl but I would have guessed that neither
of them were in high school yet. They were all dressed quite conservatively and
had I not known the intent of this morning�s gathering you would have thought
they were welcoming us to a church retreat. Then again, if THAT had been the
scenario then normally you would have found the boy next to the father and the
girl next to mother.
�Hey, it�s John and Linda!� the mother greeted us. The dad had the list and I
saw him checking some names off. I couldn�t read the list from where I stood
but I could see that everyone else had a check mark by their name so my aunt had
been correct in that we must be the last to arrive.
My dad and aunt shook hands with the couple while the kids sat quietly. I
noticed the boy was eying my aunt and smiling - as did my aunt.
�There�s my Johnny,� my aunt said to him, smiling sweetly at him. Again, they
may have been saying hello at any event. That is, until she said, �So is my
favorite young man going to screw me today?�
The boy just grinned shyly but his eyes didn�t stray from my aunt�s chest for a
moment.
�So this is your daughter, eh John?� the man asked.
My dad introduced me and I shook hands with them. As I held the mother�s hand
she squeezed it and said softly to me, �I�m Sharon. My husband is Ron and these
are our kids Noah and Angel. We�re so glad to finally have you join us Kelly.
We�ve heard so much about you over the years. Your father is really quite proud
of you.�
�Yeah... he claims you�re a great fuck,� her husband chimed in with a chuckle.
His wife elbowed him playfully and turned back to me, �Just ignore the dirty old
man next to me Kelly. You know how they get to be at this age.�
�Everyone should be in the main hall down at the end,� she then said to us all.
You can strip in the first room to the right. Don�t worry, we got the heat
turned on this morning!�
With that the three of us went through another set of doors into a hallway.
There were four doors, two on each side and then another set of double doors at
the end which must have led to the gathering area. My dad held open the first
door as instructed for me and my aunt to enter. When I turned around I saw our
hosts had also entered in behind us.
�Everyone�s here now so I hope you don�t mind if we strip down with you,� Sharon
explained. Like THAT was a big deal considering what was probably going to be
happening not much later.
There were some clothes racks set up with hangars and small boxes under them for
underwear and such. Most of the were already full but I found some empty places
on one and started undressing with everyone else. The kids were the first to get
naked, obviously anxious to get things going after having been cooped up at the
front table all morning so far. I couldn't help but look at Noah, especially at
his crotch. Seeing his relatively small dick and lightly haired crotch, I
wondered if that was one of the dicks that I would have in me before the morning
was over. At the moment though, I knew whose pussy he wanted the most - my Aunt
Linda�s.
�Can I fuck you first today Linda?� he asked, stepping over to where my aunt was
hanging up her blouse.
My aunt got this mischievous look in her eyes and she glanced over at my father
who was eying young Angel. She was just starting to bud out, her chest more
enlarged nipples than boobs. She had a very light covering of pubic hair that
was start starting to grow in and her figure was just starting that transition
from a blocky young girl into the curves of a young teenage girl. His dick was
already starting to respond.
�I tell you what Noah,� my aunt bargained, �I�ll let you fuck me first if your
sister lets John fuck her first... deal?�
Angel just giggled but she didn't seem embarrassed one bit. Quite the
contrary, she looked at her dad instead and made her own deal.
�Well, I�ll let him fuck me if Kelly lets my dad fuck HER first.�
Damn, we hadn�t even joined into the party yet and already everyone was talking
about sex and who was going to do who. Unfortunately for Sharon, I didn�t have
a brother or I knew where the next deal would have been struck. Oh well, I was
pretty sure she would find something to keep her occupied before long. Still,
the ball was now in my court so it seemed appropriate for me to strike up some
sort of deal in response.
�So Ron... do you want to fuck me first?� I asked. Actually I wasn't 100% sure
what he would say. I suddenly felt very self-conscious of the fact that I was
more than twice his daughter�s age and no doubt if he was anything like my
father, he was there hoping to fuck another girl HER age, not mine. Well,
really what could he say in them midst of all the bargaining. It wasn't like he
was making a permanent decision for the morning.
Ron just nodded, grinning at my father who already had his arms around Angel,
one hand over one of her tiny breasts, the other on her smooth bare belly.
�Well, then why not just fuck me now and let�s get things started?� I proposed,
turning around and leaning over with my legs spread apart to reveal my pussy to
him.
�We really should join the others first Kelly,� my aunt chided me gently.
�Well I want to be fucked NOW,� I countered abruptly. �So get over here and
fuck me Ron!�
Ron looked at Sharon who just shrugged and leaned back against the wall as she
didn�t have a partner. Well, she at least had her hand which I noticed was
already between her legs as she saw the six of us go to work. There weren't any
chairs or even a table to sit on so I just held onto the end pole of one of the
clothes racks to keep my balance as Ron stroked his dick with one hand while he
pushed his middle finger of the other hand up into me already warm and wet
pussy. The room was carpeted so my dad just sat down and then laid back while
Angel expertly took him in her mouth to coax him to a full erection before
mounting him. From the way she easily took him all the way in, it was obvious
this was not her first rodeo! Meanwhile, my aunt laid back next to my dad while
Noah climbed aboard and quickly entered her missionary style and began fucking
her.
�Here, let me help,� I heard Sharon say. I had been watching the scene on the
floor and hadn�t noticed her moving up beside her husband, pushing his hand away
and grasping his now hardened dick with her hand. Holding his shaft with the
one hand, she used the fingers of the other to part my pussy lips and guide her
husband�s swollen dick into me.
�Oh yeah, now THAT feels better,� I gasped as his erection filled my pussy. He
immediately started thrusting himself in and out of me, not too quickly but not
exactly at a leisurely pace either. It was more like a marathon runner�s pace
compared to a walker or a sprinter.
�Damn John, she�s tighter than I would have guessed,� Ron called over to my dad
where Ron�s daughter was bouncing on my dad�s dick like a little pogo stick.
Then he turned his attention to me and asked, �So how many guys have you really
had sex with Kelly?�
At first I was about to lie and tell me a dozen or so but then I didn't know
what my dad had told him before so I figured best to stick with the truth. When
I told him he just thrust into me all the harder the next time. �Damn Kelly...
how do you stay so tight?�
I just ignored him and concentrated on the feel of his cock in me while I
watched the kids and my aunt and dad fucking. It was the first time I�d seen my
dad fuck a girl this young before. Yes, he had done the one girl at his house
that time when I just watched, but she was at least twelve or thirteen whereas I
was guessing Angel to be maybe eleven at most. It was the same with my aunt and
Noah. He couldn't be a day over thirteen, probably younger. Yet as young as
they both were, they were fucking like they were several years older.
�OK, OK, that�s enough you guys,� Sharon called out to all of us, �We really do
need to join the others now. Let�s go, there�s plenty of others waiting for
their turn you know.�
I wasn't sure who was more disappointed - the kids or my dad and aunt, but the
kids dutifully listened to their mother and broke apart from their partner. My
dad and aunt got to their feet, albeit wobbling just a little.
�You�ve got the smallest dick in here,� Angel teased her brother, reaching out
for it and tugging on it playfully.
�Well you don�t seem to care when it�s in you,� he responded, pushing her hand
away from his stiff dick. He was so hard it barely even moved as he walked
towards his mother. �Besides, you�ve got the smallest tits,� he teased back.
�Daddy says they�re perfect,� she pouted, �And John likes them too.�
�If you two don�t behave I�ll make you sit in the corner and just watch,� Sharon
threatened her quarrelling children. THAT was enough to shut them up and we all
made our way to the main hall.
Well, so far so good. It was interesting that all week I�d been concerned about
being fucked by some young boy like Noah and now as it turned out I�d gotten my
first dick from a man old almost enough to be my dad! I guess I�d forgotten
that I was technically a daughter so it would be expected that I fuck the
fathers, not the boys. This was definitely different from what I�d been
planning on all week, that was for sure!
�Aunt Linda... who am I suppose to fuck, the dads or the sons?� I whispered to
my aunt as we neared the hall entrance. She just shrugged her shoulders but
evidently Sharon must have overheard me.
�That�s an interesting question Kelly,� Sharon said moving in closer to us. We
were at the door now and while the others entered the three of us remained
behind for a moment. �To be perfectly honest, we�ve never had a daughter your
age here before. Usually most girls stop coming after they turn sixteen, and
almost all by the time they reach eighteen. Your cousin is a notable exception
but she looks a few years younger than her age. But then even she has gone to
mostly personal liaisons rather than the parties now. What do you think Linda?�
�Well, I think it�s up to Kelly in the end but if we�re going to follow protocol
then she should just do the dads. Still, I think that�s a bit unfair at her
age, don�t you agree Sharon?�
�I say we just see who wants to have sex with her and let it go at that,� she
compromised. �If the boys want her, then I don�t see anything wrong with that.
It�s not like she�s twelve.�
It seemed agreed so Sharon opened the door for us and we walked in. What I saw
was a large open room. There were large windows on the back wall but as
isolated as the place was I didn't think there were any privacy issues - and
evidently everyone else agreed as there was no effort made to cover them. It
looked to be a multipurpose room with basketball hoops suspended from the
ceiling - pulled up and out of the way when not in used. The room was carpeted
with a grey indoor-outdoor carpeting that muffled sound but was still hard
enough to bounce a basketball on. A few tables were se up around the edges with
chairs. The center of the room was covered with red gymnastic-type floor mats
and that was where most of the activity was now centered.
At the moment everyone was on the mats and it seemed each person was involved in
one way or another sexually. As I�d been told to expect, the girls were all
with fathers and the boys with mothers. The numbers didn�t work out perfectly
so in some cases there were threesomes but even then it was always boys and moms
or girls and dad. My dad was already getting his cock sucked by a girl who
looked to be a little older, maybe fifteen or sixteen. She was definitely on
the older end of the scale as most of the other girls I would have guessed to be
in their early teens. Angel was probably the youngest, or at least one of the
youngest. As for the boys, I would have guessed on average they were a few
years older. Noah, like his sister was with the girls, was probably one of the
youngest of the boys. Some of the boys looked to be maybe even seventeen or
eighteen - taller than most of the mothers with large cocks and filled out
crotches.
This was more of an orgy than even the sex parties I�d been too! All of those
took place at someone�s home so the activities were spread out in the various
rooms. Here everyone was right next to each other and it seemed like the
partners were constantly swapping.
�Just go on and I�m sure someone will ask you to have sex with them,� my aunt
encouraged me, hanging back to help me while Sharon moved in quickly to claim
some hot young boy looking for a fresh partner. I couldn't help but feel a
little out of place. I was twice the age of most of the girls yet younger than
all the moms. It would be a distinctly embarrassing moment of nobody asked me
for sex and for a moment I was about ready to bail.
�Oh come on, let�s go!� my aunt exhorted me, grabbing me by the hand and
literally pulling me into the fray. She was immediately greeted by a couple of
boys who obviously were well acquainted with her and she blew me a kiss as they
playfully fought over who would get to fuck her first.
�Sit on my dick.�
At first I didn't realize someone was talking to me so I didn�t respond but then
I felt a poke on the shoulder and a nudge in my butt. I turned and saw a boy
about my height looking me in the eye. Glancing down, it was apparent what I�d
felt against my butt.
�I SAID, sit on my dick,� he repeated himself, a little more firmly this time.
It was like he felt I owed it to him and for a moment I felt a little flush come
to my face but it wasn't from any embarrassment. Crap, he could at least ASK!
Then again, I�d gotten the idea that while this event may have been staged by
the parents, the kids ruled!
�Well, sit down so I can,� I retorted, slapping his erect cock with the palm of
my hand playfully.
He sat on the matt, resting his head on the chest of some woman who was being
fucked by someone else�s son. She didn't seem to mind! He didn't seem the
least bit interested in foreplay so I straddled his hips and squatted down until
his dick was pressing against my well-lubed pussy. I rotated my hips, letting my
pussy rub against the tip of his dick but not quit pushing down enough to press
it into me.
The boy suddenly lifted up his hips which pushed him into me. To be fair, I
wanted it in me as much as he did by that time so when his hips dropped back
down again, I was still sitting on his cock.
�Nice pussy,� he complimented me, finally saying something nice to me. I lowered
myself down until my full weight was on his crotch and then ground my pussy down
against his pubic bone. Reaching down, I started to play with my clit as I
rotated around on his stiff shaft. It was an adult-sized cock and felt pretty
damn good!
I was only on him for about five minutes before he tried to sit up.
�Not bad... thanks for the fuck,� he said abruptly. It was like he was some
sort of sexual buffet were he was just trying to sample all the available dishes
- or should I say pussies in this case. I wondered if he even knew that I wasn't
a mom? Well, I wasn't going to tell him. I stood up, letting his cock flop out
of me and then he just turned away without another word and left to look for a
new mom to fuck.
For the next hour or so the only ones who wanted to fuck me were the fathers.
It seemed that there were fewer boys than any other age group so they pretty
much had their pick of the moms, with some of the moms having to get together
with just one boy if they didn't want to just wait their turn. As such I doubt I
would have made many friends, at least in the mother ranks, had I taken the
attention of one of the sons away from them.
I also have to say, it was an unusual experience for me in terms of my own ego.
Face it, here I was naked as the day I was born, all but waving a sign saying
�Fuck Me�, horny as hell from watching some of the most erotic sex acts I�d ever
seen, and it was like I almost had to beg to be fucked.
Speaking of begging to be fucked, that was something else I quickly noticed.
This was truly a SEX party in that 99% of the action was fucking rather than
oral. Sure, some of the boys were licking the moms and a dad here or there
wanted a taste of young pussy, but it was more like something they just wanted
to say they�d done and then it was straight to intercourse. For someone like me,
who LOVES to suck dick, it was a little disappointing. Not that I mind being
fucked mind you! Still, it would have been nice to have had a little more cock
in my mouth at times. So far with the fathers, none of them bothered with me
sucking their dicks, they just seemed to be in a rush to fuck me for a while and
then move on to a younger girl. To my irritation at times, THEN they wanted
their dicks sucked. I guess it was more a turn-on for them to have a thirteen
year-old girl suck their dick than a 25 year-old.
Just when I was about to concede to the reality that all my concerns about sex
with young boys had been for naught, I felt a hand on my ass and turned to see
who it was. I actually had to look down for the first time this morning to see
who it was as he only came up to my nipples. God he was cute! He had a Justin
Bieber style haircut, thin without being skinny, dark skin and brown eyes like
he had a eastern-European genealogy. But what caught my eye was his smile. God,
he could have charmed the spots off a zebra!
�Can I fuck you?�
It was music to my ears. First, it was the first time anyone had bothered
ASKING me if they could have sex with me and then to hear it asked in such a
cute little voice was simply the most erotic thing I�d experienced all morning.
�Sure, my name�s Kelly, what�s yours?�
�Nathan,� he answered.
�And how old are you Nathan?�
He hesitate for a moment and I wondered if I was somehow breaching protocol
asking such a question but then he replied, �I�m twelve... and a half,� he said
shyly. Actually he looked younger than that and had his mother told me I might
have suspected that she was embellishing his age a bit but he seemed so open and
honest that I had to believe him.
�Do you fuck your mommy Nathan?�
He just nodded and I so I asked, �A lot?� His cheeks reddened a little with
that one but his smile got broader as he nodded more vigorously.
�Who else do you fuck at home?�
�My sisters and my aunt,� he said matter-of-factly, as if I had asked who had
come over for dinner last week.
�That�s sweet Nathan. And hold are your sisters?�
�Cheri is nine and Cali is fourteen. Cheri�s over there,� he pointed over to
where a cute teenager was being held up with a father�s dick impaled in her as
she wrapped her arms around his neck and legs around his waist. �Mom says Cali
can�t come yet until she�s ten.�
�That�s too bad, I�m sure she can�t wait. Does you dad fuck her at home?�
He just nodded again this time and I realized he wasn't going to be volunteering
up a lot of information so I figured I�d better move things along before someone
said something. Conversations were not exactly in vogue!
�So how do you want to fuck me Nathan,� I asked him, trying to be as supporting
and gentle but it soon became clear this was not your typical 12 year-old, at
least not when it came to sex.
�Well, I want to fuck your cunt doggie style and then you can ride my cock
cowgirl but I want to cum in your mouth.�
It was almost surreal to hear such words from such a cute and innocent young
boy. Heck, most boys his age were worried about their favorite cartoon character
and MAYBE just beginning to notice girls. Nathan, on the other hand, was
already fucking at least two girls and two older women at home and who knows how
many at parties such as this. Heck, he�d probably already had sex with more
girls before his thirteenth birthday than most boys would have in their
lifetime! He certainly knew what he liked, that was for sure.
�Well Nathan, as good as that all sounds, wouldn�t you like me to suck your dick
first?�
For the first time his self-assurance seemed to break down just a little. He
actually seemed surprised that I even asked him.
�Ummmmmmm, sure... I guess, if you really want to,� he said hesitantly.
As I kneeled down in front of him, I kept my eyes locked on his as I asked,
�Don�t your mom and sisters suck your dick Nathan?�
�My mom mostly... not my sisters. Cheri won�t let me cum in her mouth either.�
For a brief moment I thought that this might have made an interesting subject
for a paper in one of my old psychology classes but by then my head was down
closer to his crotch where I had an up close and personal view of his little
dick - and it WAS little. He was starting to grow a little pubic hair but it was
think and fuzzy. His cock couldn't have been four inches long - by far the
smallest I�d ever sucked. As I took him in my mouth it felt odd, like I was
sucking on a finger more than a dick. Still, he responded the same as any dick,
quickly growing in my mouth as I suckled on it.
�Do you like that?� I asked, looking up into his eyes as I licked the tip of his
dick.
�Yeah but I want to fuck you now, ok?�
He was fully erect, all maybe five inches of him now and no thicker than a thumb
but hard as a tree branch. Obviously he had one thing on his mind - getting his
dick into my pussy. Well, I wasn't about to prolong it any further. I would
have liked to suck on it longer but he had other desires.
Turning around, I leaned forward on my elbows and lifted my ass up to him with
my legs apart slightly. Reaching under and behind me, I used my fingers to
spread my wet pussy lips apart for him. Looking over my shoulder, I grinned at
him and said, �Do you like my pussy Nathan?�
As was becoming the usual response, he just nodded and moved in behind me. As
short as he was he just had to bend his knees a little to get his cock at he
level of my pussy and he easily slipped inside of me. It felt like my dad
putting his finger into me and then it struck me, my god I was being fucked by a
pre-teenage boy! Suddenly my lowest age limit had dropped from sixteen to
twelve with one push of his dick into me.
As Nathan fucked me from behind, I looked ahead of me and watched as the
continuous sex party went on around me. I finally saw my father fucking a young
girl, looking like he was having the time of his life. Nearby was my aunt,
getting it missionary style from a teenage boy that was humping her fast and
hard. She had her legs wrapped around him and looked to be in the middle of an
orgasm so obviously she was having a good time!
Nathan pulled out of suddenly and I took it as a cue for me to get up as he laid
on his back and put his arms to his side, his wet erect dick sticking up like a
tent pole. He looked at me expectantly and I dutifully kneeled down, straddling
his thin waist easily as I lowered myself down onto his stiff little cock and
felt it enter me yet again. I leaned forward so my boobs hung over his face and
he opened his mouth to suck on my nipples while his hand reached up to squeeze
my boobs.
�Having fun Nathan?�
I looked up to see a dark-skinned lady with long black hair and an incredibly
hairy pussy standing in front of me.
�Hi, I�m Nathan�s mom,� she greeted me, smiling at me. �Don�t mind me, just
checking to see that he�s behaving himself.�
�Mom!� Nathan whined, obviously unhappy that his mom was checking up on him.
�I�m Kelly,� I replied, looking up but keeping my boobs down for Nathan to suck
while I rocked my hips up and down on his dick. �Trust me, Nathan�s been a
perfect gentleman.�
She laughed at that. �Well, not TOO much of a gentlemen from what I see.�
�Mom!� he whined again. Then I felt him stiffen under me and I knew what was
about to happen.
�Excuse me but I think your son needs to cum,� I said to his mother. I quickly
dismounted and kneeled to the side of him, pulling my hair back so he could
watch himself cum in my mouth as I sucked on his dick. His mom stayed to watch
as I felt him begin to surge in my mouth so I opened it so they could both see
him cumming into my mouth.
�That�s my big boy!� she encouraged him. �How many times is that so far?�
Nathan didn't answer but instead help up his hand with three fingers extended.
I took that to mean he�d cum three times now which didn't surprise me at his
age. No doubt he�d be cumming even more before the morning was over.
�Now if only his father could do that!� his mother said with a laugh and then
turned away in search of someone else.
I swallowed down his cum which was oddly almost tasteless. He�d gotten it all
in my mouth so there was no cleanup required. It was my first load of cum, at
least so far, as the older guys all seemed to want to stop before they came, no
doubt so they could keep fucking as long as possible. I was pretty sure the
boys didn't have THAT problem!
�Thanks!� Nathan said as he got up and left. It wasn't much but at least he had
been polite enough to say thank-you, another first for me this morning.
�So was that your first boy?�
I looked behind me and there was my aunt. Evidently she was done with her
earlier boy-toy and must have seen me taking Nathan�s load in my mouth. I just
nodded and grinned at her.
�Yeah, that Nathan is such a cutie, isn�t he? All the mothers just love him.
You must have made an impression on him for him to cum in your mouth. He
usually doesn�t do that.�
�So I take it he�s fucked you before?�
My aunt laughed at that one. �Oh yeah, a few times. He�s fucked every woman
here no doubt at least twice. He�s quite in demand you know. His sister is
also one of your father�s favorites although from what I hear, his younger
sister is going to be quite the catch when they start bringing her.�
Just then we were interrupted by what was becoming a familiar phrase.
�I want to fuck you.�
We both looked to see who it was and there beside us was another little cutie.
He looked to be maybe a little older than Nathan had been but he had a similar
hair style but was bleach blonde with a pale complexion to match.
�Oh hi Andy,� my aunt greeted him, �Andy, this is my niece Kelly. Kelly, this
is Andy... one of my favorite boys.� I wondered if Andy had any idea that my
aunt probably said that about EVERY boy here but if he did, he didn't show it.
�So how do you want to fuck me Andy?� my aunt asked.
�I want to fuck HER!� he said pointing his finger at me. My aunt had such a
look of surprise on her face that it was all I could do not to burst out
laughing. She quickly regained her composure and flipped her hair back saying,
�Oh sure, fuck the new girl, I get it.� With that she winked at me but I knew
she was a little put out. I doubted there were many times when someone else was
chosen over her! In the meantime, I now had a new boy to fuck me.
Unlike Nathan, Andy wasn't even the slightest bit interested in conversation. I
tried to ask him his age or anything about his home but he just shrugged every
time I asked him anything and was obviously becoming impatient with me so I
finally relented an asked him how we he wanted to fuck me.
�I want to be on top,� was all he said. Well, that was fine with me so I laid
back on my back and put my knees up so me feet were flat on the mat. I had my
legs spread as far apart as was comfortable and Andy didn't waste any time
getting in between them. He was already hard and with the precision of a man
many more years experienced than you would expect him to be, he had his dick in
me and was pumping away hard and fast from the start.
Andy�s dick was just a little bit larger than Nathan�s but not so much that
made all that much difference in how it filled me. Still, ANY dick in my pussy
is a positive situation, even if it didn�t give me that full feeling I get when
a grown man enters me. Reaching down I fondled my clit with my fingers as he
drilled me with his hard little dick.
Andy was too busy fucking me to notice but my eyes widened as I looked over his
shoulder and saw my dad standing there. Well, it wasn�t JUST my dad standing
there. He had little Angel once again, only this time she was impaled on his
cock like a corn dog on a stick as he had his hands under her little but and
held her up in the air as he fucked her. She waved at me and grinned, obviously
enjoying her �ride�. I didn't want Andy to think I wasn't paying attention to
him so I didn't do anything back but my eyes met with my fathers for a moment
and I knew he was proud of me. With that he walked away, little Angel bouncing
on his cock like some innocent girl getting a horsey ride from her doting uncle.
Only most uncle�s aren�t fucking their niece�s pussy in the process!
Whether it was Andy�s dick in me, the sight of my dad fucking little Angel, my
dad watching me being fucked by a cute young boy, or just a combination of
everything together, whatever it was I could feel my orgasm taking off and I
groaned as my pussy gripped poor Andy�s dick like a vise.
�Oh Andy... I�m cumming so hard!� I moaned as my hips rose up to meet his
thrusts in me.
I closed my eyes and shut out everything but the feel of this young boy�s cock
in me as my pussy exploded and my entire body felt like it was on fire yet at
the time covered with goose bumps like I was freezing. Even my hair felt like
it was on fire! God, I felt SOOOOO damn good!!!
�Cum in me Andy... I want you to cum inside of me now,� I begged him. I could
only hope that he was close and I felt him respond by moving faster and faster,
ramming his little dick into me as hard and fast as he could. I opened my eyes
to see his eyes shut tightly as he gritted his teeth and seemed to be willing
himself to cum. Then he let out a gasp as if he hadn�t breathed in the last the
last minute and I felt him thrust deep into me and hold himself as hi started to
pump his sperm into me.
�That�s it Andy, give it to me... give me your sperm,� I gasped, wrapping my
legs around him and pulling him into me.
Soon he was spent and he fell forward onto me, his head laying against my boobs.
I put my arms around him and held him tight, like a mother holding her son. I
couldn't help but wonder if someday I would have a son of my own and that maybe
someday he would be in just this position, laying on top of me after cumming
inside of me, his face against his mother�s breasts with his dick still deep
inside of me.
We laid that way for a few minutes before he perked up and pulled out of me. He
just waved goodbye and was off, evidently already thinking about the next pussy
he wanted to fuck.
In all we stayed there until just after noon. People started drifting off and I
would say we were in the middle of the pack when it came to departure. On the
way out Sharon stopped by me and gave me a hug. I couldn't help but feel her
bare breasts push against mine as she did.
�Hey, I hope you had a good time Kelly and come back again some time soon,� she
said.
I assured her that I�d had a great time but didn't say anything one way or
another about a repeat performance. As we were dressing, in walked Nathan with
his mother, sister and father. I saw my dad eyeing his sister and now that I
saw her closer I could see why he was so attracted to her. God she was
beautiful! Her breasts were perfect and she had a figure any girl would die for.
She was just fourteen - and looked it, but she was a perfect fourteen. I was
pulling up my jeans when his mother stopped by me.
�You know, Nathan really enjoyed being with you today,� she started out, �I was
talking to my husband and we were wondering if you and your dad might want to
stop over some time for... well you know, maybe some more private time?�
I looked over at my dad and she laughed. �Don�t worry, everyone knows how your
dad feels about Cali. I�m sure he�d love a chance with Cali as well and that�s
fine with me. I was sort of hoping you liked older women as well...� she tailed
off, reaching out to lightly touch my breasts.
Wow, what do you say to THAT? I looked at my dad again and finally replied,
�Well, I guess you�d have to work out something with my dad on that, we�ll see,
ok?�
�Don�t put it off too long Kelly... and if you�d rather just be with me I�d like
that too,� she finished with a naughty grin.
THAT sounded quite interesting to tell the truth. Things might be quite
interesting in the future.
With that we finished getting dressed and before long I was back at home,
showering and trying to decompress after all the incredible things that had
happened in the morning.
Chapter 5 - The Aftermath
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I still feel a little funny talking about sex with kids. For so long I was
opposed to it that now I feel almost hypocritical saying I loved it. There IS
something special about it, that is for sure. It's more than just the sex
because face it, older guys fuck me "better". There's just something about a
boy looking so young and innocent yet standing there in front of me totally
naked holding the cutest HARD erection that makes the entire situation seem
almost surreal. I like the way they come to me and EXPECT to fuck me. They
don't even ask, they just KNOW they can have me and they seem to also know that
I want them just as badly. A couple of them couldn't have been barely twelve,
even if that old. They didn't even have hardly any pubic hair.
Still, regardless of how I FEEL in such situations, there are certain moral and
ethical boundaries that should not be crossed. After all, I TEACH boys that are
as young as some of the ones at the party so how can I feel sexual lust for them
and be a proper teacher?
As such I made a decision upon returning home that I would not go to another
family sex party again. When I told my dad he seemed a bit crestfallen but he
respected my decision. That�s on thing I love about my father in that no matter
what his desires or urges, he has always put my well-being ahead of them. After
I told him and returned home, I felt such a sense of relief rush through me,
like a heavy weight had been taken from my shoulders. It was then I knew for
sure that I�d made the right decision.
If I learned anything from this, it�s a better understanding of how people can
get caught up in the world of child porn and sex. In some ways I was fortunate
in that I only say the good side but I am not so na�ve as to think that the
majority of such circumstances are in the best interest of the children. As such
I will continue to oppose sex between adults and children, just as I oppose
incest for most situations. Yes, I understand that it can work under certain
circumstances, but in the general interest of children it can�t be assumed that
such control is always exercised or that the kids are benefiting in the way I
witnessed.
Now if EVERY situation was the way I was involved, where I saw young boys and
girls mature years ahead of their peers and truly enjoying what they were doing,
then maybe I would feel differently. Unfortunately that�s not the world we live
in.
Finally, I just want to say something that I have always said regarding incest
and it applies to child sex as well. You don�t have to have sex with your kids
to show them that you love them!