Subject: My Daughter and Her Friend (Mf, MFf, incest)
Author: (Anonymous)
Posted: 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
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Summary:
Dear Kelly,
You asked me what my motivation was for writing to you. If you mean why did I
write this story in general, that's easy. I never would have decided to write
this down if you hadn't asked me to and tempted me with a mysterious "reward".
If you mean what motivated this particular story, I guess it's just a scenario
that I have masturbated to on numerous occasions because in my mind it contains
at least some tiny thread of being something that could plausibly happen, at
least the part about my friend needing a weekend babysitter for his girls.
*******************
It was going to be a quiet weekend. After five hard days of work, I looked
forward to a relaxing Saturday of college football in the recliner. Why doesn't
it ever work out like that?
The phone rang Friday just before midnight. It was my friend Todd telling me
that his father-in-law had suffered a heart attack and that Todd and his wife
needed to drive down to Florida to see him. Since that meant a 12-hour drive
they wanted to leave right away and could I possibly be persuaded to spend the
weekend at their place to keep an eye on his girls?
Well, obviously it wasn't my first choice, but considering the girls in question
it definitely qualified as a close second. "His girls" were stepdaughter Haley,
15, and 12-year Chloe, his daughter from his first marriage. Haley was a
blonde-haired, fair-skinned, colt of a girl, 5'6" or so, probably about 110
poinds, with long trim legs, and no more than a b-cup on top. Chloe, being
unrelated, presented an entirely different look. She was about 5'2" with darker
skin like her dad's. Truth be told, she might have weighed a couple pounds more
than Haley, mostly in baby fat that was just starting to melt away. If she wore
a bra at all, it was strictly the training type, since her chest showed no sign
of development apart from two small baby fat lumps.
The change in plans wouldn't keep me from watching the games, and provided the
added bonus of ogling these two little hotties for a couple of days. Not that
I'd likely see much of them. Up until recently I'd looked forward to visiting
because Haley would always challenge me to a tickle fight. It was a totally
innocent endeavor... for her at least. She'd try to reach me from as far away
as possible but inevitably I'd grab her arms and pull her to where I was
sitting. Dragging her onto my lap I'd reach around her from behind and tickle
her ribs and under her arms. Her shirt would usually ride up so I was tickling
her smooth bare tummy and her squirming always had the dual effect of causing me
to "accidentally" brush my hands across her breasts and making her ass wiggle
against my cock, with predictable results. The battles always ended with her
exhausted, sweaty, and limp in my arms, my hardness throbbing against her tight
little butt. If she ever noticed my condition, she didn't let on. Anyway,
that all changed about the time she turned 15. Now when I visited I was lucky
to see either of the girls, who only seemed to emerge fom their rooms to get
something to eat or drink. I guess she had outgrown childish games.
I dragged myself out of bed and headed over. Todd and Lisa were ready to go
when I arrived, explaining that they had decided to let the girls sleep rather
than upsetting them in the middle of the night. I assured them that I would
explain things in the morning and sent them on their way. Although I had been
sound asleep when they called, I was now wide awake and decided to turn on the
TV and plop down on the couch. Apparently I wasn't as awake as I thought,
because that's where I woke up the next morning.
I had just about cleared the cobwebs from my head when I heard footsteps coming
down the hall. "Good mornig sunsh..." I started to say, then stopped as Haley
turned the corner. Not knowing that her parents had left the night before, she
had no reason to expect anyone else might be in the living room. So I guess it
was no big deal that she was wearing nothing more than a thong and tiny cropped
t-shirt. No big deal for her maybe. For me it was a different matter. My
brain did a complete inventory of her sexy body: flat stomach, firm little
gravity-defying breasts straining against her shirt, long blonde hair still
messy from sleep. All that in just a couple of seconds that hung in my head
like an hour. I even memorized the sweet curves of her round little butt as she
turned and streaked back down the hall with a scream.
By the time I realized that I should go after her and apologize and explain why
I was there, I heard two pairs of footsteps coming slowly back down the hall.
Chloe was first out this time, wearing a typical young girl’s sleep shirt, light
blue, very loose and baggy and extending to her knees. "Hi Uncle Rick," she
said tentatively. I was happy that she still afforded me the honorary title.
"What are you doing here?" Before I could answer, Haley emerged. I was
shocked, but pleasantly so, to see that her version of modesty only required her
to pull on a pair of silk running shorts over her thong. Her upper body was
still only barely contained by the tiny half top.
"Girls, I have some bad news..." I began and brought them to sit on the couch on
either side of me. Needless to say, news of their grandfather's illness brought
them both to tears, and even after I explained that he was going to be okay they
both stayed snuggled against my chest, quietly sobbing and sniffling, with one
of my arms holding each of them tight.
As they both calmed down I began to realize that it had been a while since I'd
had this much physical contact with either of them. In spite of myself I
started to be aware of exactly what I had my arms around. Chloe, on my left,
was positioned in such a way that my hand rested just on her hip. I could feel
the outline of her little girl panties under the thin sleep shirt. Occasionally
as she shifted her position I got a slight brush across her soft little bottom.
Haley, on my right, presented an even more tantalizing landscape. My hand was
on her bare tummy, rubbing soft tiny circles, (to help soothe her I told
myself). Occasionally the path of my circles would dip just low enough for my
pinky to graze the elastic waist band of her red silk shorts. Then she
surprised me by moving downward and causing my thumb to temporarily slide under
her shirt and briefly contact the underside of her right breast. How I managed
not to jump in shock is still a mystery to me, but instead I calmly slid my hand
down a couple of inches into "safer" belly territory. Haley simply sighed a
deep sigh and resumed her cuddling.
After 15 minutes or so of this (about 13 minutes more than I thought I could
stand) I pulled away and announced it was time for breakfast. After all, I
still had football to watch and the sooner I got the girls taken care of the
sooner I could get ready for it.
I made pancakes for everybody and the meal was uneventful, or as uneventful as
it could be, with me straining to take in every inch of Haley's overexposed body
without just staring like a moron. She seemed unaware of my attention, although
at one point she reached over and wiped a stray drop of syrup off Chloe's cheek,
brought her finger to her own mouth, and sucked it off in a way that I didn't
remember girls her age knowing how to do. This time she caught me staring. I
don't think my mouth was hanging open, but I couldn't swear to it. She didn't
say anything, just removed her finger and looked down at her plate with an
impish grin. Catching my breath, I sent the girls out and cleaned up the
kitchen.
By the time I was done, the girls had reappeared in shorts and t-shirts, saying
they were headed over to their friend Dawn's house to swim in her pool. Todd
had told me this was their Saturday ritual so I said to have fun and sent them
out the door. As I grabbed a hot shower I couldn't help thinking about the
sights I had just seen and felt. The vision of Haley's tight body when she
first appeared in the living room. The feel of Chloe's small round butt.
Haley's smooth skin and the slope of her breast. And that finger! I felt my
cock swell and slid my hand down to wrap around it, slowly stroking myself and
picturing that finger. Stroking up and down with a firm grip as I imagined her
sucking my finger instead. Stroking it harder as I imagined her lips wrapped
around my cock, sliding it in and out of her mouth as she looked up at me with
those beautiful blue eyes. My knees buckled and I grunted as I came in huge
spurts onto the shower wall and all over my hand as my orgasm subsided. I felt
a bit guilty at what I had been thinking, but I brushed it off as a harmless
fantasy.
I realized after drying off that in the previous night's hasty packing, I had
neglected to bring clean underwear. I briefly debated borrowing some of Todd's
but that just seemed creepy, so instead I decided to go commando, pulling on
some shorts and a t-shirt. I then prepared my football provisions (a cooler
with drinks next to the recliner, chips, salsa, the usual) and plopped down for
the long-awaited games.
Something about that room must have brought out the narcoleptic in me. After my
team's game (a big win for the Tigers!) the next one couldn't hold my attention.
My mind started wandering again to the events of that morning. I began to
imagine what Chloe might look like under her nightshirt. What kind of panties
would she have on? I could tell by the way it felt that it wasn't a thong but I
would love to see what it was. Would there be any definition to her breasts or
would they just be a couple of puffy nipples? Would she have any pubic hair
yet? And Haley! Oh my God! This one required less imagination since I had seen
almost everything. Still, there were questions. What kind of nipples would she
have? Small? Large? Pink? Brown? I imagined small because of her frame and
pink because of her complexion. What would her mound look like? I imagined it
smoothly shaved and begging to be licked. As I began to rub my stiffening cock
through my shorts, I rode my fantasy off into a pleasant little nap.
Or maybe a big nap. I woke to the sounds of the front door opening. The girls
came in together, still in their shorts but carrying their shirts and towels and
just wearing their bikini tops. Both had a slight sheen of sweat and their skin
glowed from exposure to the sun. Chloe's stomach was still a tiny bit chubby
but her breasts were a little larger than I had imagined just a while before.
And, at second glance, Haley's skin was more a sunburned pink than a healthy
tan. We made a little small talk about their afternoon at the pool but I
noticed that they weren't making eye contact with me. As I followed their line
of sight down into my lap, I was appalled to see that the head of my cock had
managed to find it's way out of the leg of my shorts, which had ridden up on me
a bit as I slept. As I hastily adjusted myself, I changed the subject to dinner
and we agreed on ordering Chinese before they scampered off to get cleaned up.
Dinner began with an uneasy silence but gradually evolved into the typical chit
chat that any family might engage in over dinner. The girls helped me do a
quick cleanup and retreated to their rooms while I pulled out a book I'd brought
over to read.
It was about an hour later when I heard a call form the back of the house.
"Rick?" It was Haley. "Yeah, sweetie, what is it?" "Can you come back here
please?" I walked back to find her sitting on her bed. "I got sunburned today.
Can you put some lotion on me?" I hesitated. "I don't know honey. Maybe Chloe
should do it." "She's watching a movie in her room," was Haley's explanation.
"Please? It really hurts!" She knew I couldn't resist those big blue eyes.
"Oh, alright. Where's the lotion?" She handed it to me then lay on her stomach
on the bed, pulling her shirt up to expose her back. "No bra," I hoped I didn't
say out loud as I looked at her soft pink skin. I squirted some lotion onto my
palm and began to gently apply it to the distressed area. "Sssssss," she hissed
as I rubbed her slowly. "Sorry, honey," I apologized. "I'm being as gentle as
I can." "It's okay," she reassured me. "It feels good mostly."
I continued to smooth the lotion into her skin, stopping about an inch above the
waistband of her shorts, and pushing up as far as I could comfortably reach
under the shirt, just about to her shoulder blades. "Can you get my shoulders
too?" she asked. "They got burned kinda bad." Before I could answer she lifted
up on her elbows and pulled her shirt all the way off. I got a tantalizing look
at the side of her breast as she lifted up, but just as quickly as it began it
was over. I moved up a little and completed the work on her shoulders. Just as
I was about to stand and leave, she stopped me. "Wait. There's one more
place." I waited. "My bathing suit... well the bottoms are a thong." I held
my breath. "I kinda got burned... on my butt." She buried her head in the
pillow. I tried to sound put out when I said "Okay, if you really need me to do
that I will." I slid down the bed so I could reach my new target. I started to
tentatively slip my hands under the legs of her loose shorts but I couldn't
really reach what I needed to reach. "Haley," I said, "This isn't going to..."
Before I could finish the sentence she reached down and pulled her shorts down
and off, managing the feat without ever pulling her embarrassed face out of the
pillow.
That's when I realized that I wasn't the only in the room eschewing underwear
that night. Their before me, naked as the day she was born, was the sexiest 15
year old body I'd seen since I was a teenager myself. I was too shocked and
turned on to remember what I was supposed to be doing. I just stared. I might
have drooled. "Rick?" Haley's voice brought me back to reality. "Oh, sorry
honey. I just lost my train of thought for a minute." "Oh." she remarked. And
I think she might have giggled. But I ignored it and went back to the task at
hand. I started as innocently as possible, concentrating on the outer parts of
each ass cheek, but as she became more relaxed I worked my way in towards her
crack. As I squirted out some more lotion, a few drops accidentally (really, I
swear!) fell into the slot between those two beautiful globes. Without thinking
I dipped my index finger inside to wipe it up. As I did the tip of my finger
brushed across Haley's asshole, causing her to gasp and shudder. I froze.
Since she didn't jump up and run away or call me a sicko, I tried it again, just
a light brush over her little pucker. This time the response was more of a moan
and I swear her legs parted slightly.
I was at a crossroads. I knew this wasn't a good idea. Probably a very bad
idea. Illegal some would say. But just as a stiff cock has no conscience, it
also apparently fears no jail time. "You know, honey, the backs of your legs
are pretty red too," I reasoned. "I'll just go ahead and take care of them
while I'm at it." I started at the bottom of her left leg, working my way up
over her calf and smoothing my way up her firm, warm thigh. Trying not to be
too obvious in my haste, I moved down to the bottom of the right leg and
repeated the journey. This time at the top I took my time, slowly working my
way between those beautiful thighs, coaxing (without much resistance, I must
report) her legs slowly further apart. As the gates opened I got my first
glance at the treasure trove I had imagined earlier in the shower.
My heart almost stopped. I clearly wasn't the only one aroused. The moisture
she was producing, that I was causing her to produce, glistened on top of the
most beautiful pussy I had ever seen. I continued to gently massage her upper
legs, closer and closer to her sex, slowly spreading her more and more open. I
moved back up to her ass and, taking hold of it so that my fingers were in her
crack, I gently dragged my fingertips along her backside, each finger brushing
lightly over her asshole before my pinky finally made contact with her soaking
wet pussy. She inhaled so sharply I thought she might take the air out of the
room, which would have been okay because I was afraid to breathe anyway. I
wiggled my pinky ever so delicately in her juicy hole, and continued to move my
hand downward until all four fingers were touching her wet labia, my thumb
resting gently on her asshole. She looked over her shoulder at me. "What are
you doing?" she asked. "Do you want me to stop?" I replied. She just shook her
head softly before turning over and allowing me to see her front side naked for
the very first time.
I was thrilled to see that my imagination had been pretty accurate. Her b-cup
titties were capped by pink nipples that were just slightly larger than I had
envisioned. Her mound wasn't shaved, but since her pubic hair was fine and
blonde like her head, it might as well have been. Placing my palm flat on her
belly, I leaned forward and kissed her, softly at first, but soon hard and
passionate and deep. This obviously wasn't her first time kissing. As our
tongues wrestled in each other's mouth, I brought my hand up and began to tease
her chest. I let my fingertips trace circles around her firm breasts, lightly
touching her skin, sometimes with nothing more than a fingernail. I drew
circles on each small tit, inching closer and closer to her rock hard nipples
but never touching them, despite the way she thrust them forward and moaned in
frustration. Since I was getting a little anxious too, I pulled our lips apart
and kissed her on the cheek, then the neck, then down to her collar bone. I
repeated the teasing pattern of my fingers but this time with my tongue. I
lcked her beautiful breasts all over, everywhere except the nipples, until she
nearly growled her frustration. Finally I reached out my tongue and just
touched the tip of her left nipple. She moaned. Then I blew a blast of sharp
cool air across it and I swear it got even harder than it already was. Finally
I opened my mouth wide and took as much of her sweet tit as I could into my
mouth, bathing the nipple with my tongue, sucking it between my lips, gently
scraping it with my teeth. I did the same to her left breast, rewarded both
times with moans of pleasure and an arched back.
After several minutes of intense breast worship I began to kiss my way lower on
her body. I teased her navel with my tongue for just a second, then kissed the
light hair on her mound. Her muscles tensed as she realized where my mouth was
headed. I repositioned myself at the foot of the bed, spread her legs wide, and
slid my hands under her ass, cupping each cheek and lifting her up slightly. I
stared at her beautiful pussy for a couple of minutes, kissing gently on each of
her inner thighs, slowly inching closer to my reward. Finally I stuck out my
tongue and dragged it slowly from her perineum all the way up to her clit. I
thought she would buck me off the bed! After she calmed a bit, I continued
moving my tongue slowly up and down, stopping at the top each time to tease her
clit in some way, flicking my tongue over it, sucking, sometimes biting. As her
pussy got impossibly wetter, I slowly pushed a finger into her tight tight hole,
gently fucking her with it as I concentrated on her clit. I could feel her
orgasm begin to build as she moaned and thrashed about on the bed. Suddenly she
erupted with a huge scream and her body went stiff. I held my finger deep
inside her and pursed my lips around her clit until she began to relax. I
kissed my way back up and was about to ask how she was when I turned to see
Chloe standing in the door.
My Daughter and Her Friend