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From ddail@efn.org Sun Oct 29 19:16:49 1995
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Message-ID: <084309Z29101995@anon.penet.fi>
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Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
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From: an349772@anon.penet.fi
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Reply-To: an349772@anon.penet.fi
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Date: Sun, 29 Oct 1995 08:40:09 UTC
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Subject: EBS: A Family Pact * REPOST
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This is a service of the Erotic Broadcast Service! The following story is
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not written by me nor do I agree/diagree with its contents. I am simply
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posting this story so that concenting adults who might not find this
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disagreable will enjoy it. If anyone who has written a better legal
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disclaimer, I would appreciate it very much if you would send me a copy
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to use with my postings.
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Now the for the legal part, to make this simple but clear, "Please continue
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reading ONLY IF YOU'RE ABOVE 18 YEARS OLD and reading this story
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does not break any kind of law in your community/city/state." Thanks.
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A FAMILY PACT
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(edited by EROS!)
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It was one of those fantastically languid moments. The intensity of
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the orgasm left my mind blank, spent. My whole body was weak as I lay on
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the couch, afraid that I might just flow off it into a puddle on the
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floor. I open my eyes and see my wife's back, lightly tanned, and the twin,
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creamy firm orbs of her paler buttocks, mechanically, automatically,
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rising and falling over my softening cock. Nina is still milking the
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last out of her intensely powerful orgasm... but I am totally spent.
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I hear a noise, and there in the doorway is Sue, our youngest
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daughter. Only a girl, yet so grown-up-looking and womanly-wise.. She
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has been watching us make love... watching my long, thick cock pound up
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inside her mother's clasping, bouncing cunt until finally we both
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achieved the delicious release we were striving for.
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Young Sue stares at us through passion-glazed eyes, her own voyeuristic
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arousal patently obvious. The crotch of her white leotard has bunched
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between the lips of her young pussy, and her wetness has stained through,
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to sensuously darken the thin strip of fabric pulled tightly into her
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slit. She is such a gorgeous-looking girl, her long, blonde hair
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cascading down her back, her long, slender legs muscular and tanned. I
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feel the need to say something to my wife, warn her that our daughter is
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watching us make love... but I'm so spent that I cannot speak. Somehow it
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doesn't seem wrong to let her watch. It all seems so... so natural.
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My cock softens so that the head drops out of the grasp of my wife's
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tight clinging cunt and thuds against my stomach. It is oiled with our
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fluids, gleaming in the light of the fire that burns next to us. Nina's
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rhythmic motion is so subtle now I can only discern it from the
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contractions of her shoulders, I cannot detect the small rise and fall of
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her body. She still straddles me, and beneath the cleft of her buttocks I
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can see the stringy droplets resulting from our friction spilling from
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her and sticking to the dewy hair on my upper thighs. Her right hand
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reaches behind her, between her parted thighs, and I feel Nina's fingers
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curl around my limp prick. I can feel her finger-tips adhere to the goo
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that coats my cock, and the tightness of the sticky bond when she pulls
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her hand away.
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Nina lifts herself off me, swinging her leg over my chest. I can
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see her thighs gleam from our spill. She walks over to the chair were the
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towel lies spread, our pubic hair scattered and stuck to the threads by
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the shaving lubricant we used earlier. From her silhouette projected on
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the wall I watch as Nina wipes herself clean. I look around the shadowy
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room with the flicking flames casting a varied depth of light, but cannot
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see Sue. Nina leaves, after finding the towel was soiled, to wash
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herself. I lie naked on my back and close my eyes.
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I remember our love-making.
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I can feel the walls of Nina's cunt engulf me, slipping over my
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erection like a soft suede glove flexes and grips my fingers. And the way
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her the muscles of her vagina rippled over the length of cock once it was
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fully embedded in her. At that moment I was lost, clenching and
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unclenching my scrotum and feeling the vibrations pulse along my length.
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My eyes closed. Nina pulsing my cock. I don't know where I was, somewhere
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in the agony before the ecstasy. Another universe. Then I feel one of
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Nina's fingers joining my cock in her cunt. Tonight she feels the not
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infrequent need to really have her cunt really stretched. It felt good.
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Nina's cunt massaged me, her finger massaged me, the nail at its end
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scratching against the underside of my cock head, its hardness muted by
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the wetness of Nina's secretions. It was so weird. I just lay there,
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trying to control my eruption. Then Nina spasmodically rose and dropped
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hard onto my prick. I knew she was coming. Her finger pressed against my
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cock and her palm ground against her clit with the rhythm of our fucking,
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and I came too.
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I return to the present. Reliving that orgasm, each sensation is some
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catharsis to reenter the real world. My brain is here. The room is dark,
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and only red embers glow from the fire place. The wood is damp and the
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room smoky, it reminds me of the wet Appalachian apple orchards of the
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harvest times of my youth. Naked I throw some more logs on the coals and
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stoke the fire. The little light from the fireplace emits a gauzy
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reflection off the window panes, but I see a slender figure beyond them
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on the screen porch. The flames behind me warm my back and backside, but
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my chest feels cold. I can almost feel the damp coldness wash over from
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the lake through the close door.
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Sue does not turn when I come out to the porch, but stares at the ice
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dark lake water, or perhaps the fast-moving cumulus clouds that are the
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silver lining of a starry sky. For the first time I hear the wind
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whistling. I feel I must talk to my daughter, say something to her...
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explain... anything. I sense that she is troubled by what she saw, but I
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don't know it it is embarrassment, guilt or even jealousy. I put my hands
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on her shoulders, in a fatherly gesture. She does not flinch, she knows I
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am there. I want to press my body against her, but she is obviously
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upset... there should be space here now. It is hard for both of us to
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come to terms with the intimacy she has witnessed. I suddenly have an
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uncontrollable urge to share it with her.
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Sue has shared our parental love for her, but never actually witnessed
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our physical love until now. It's as if she's been in our lives, loving
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us both, but in a cameo role. I can understand the indignant flexing of
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her back, and the way her shoulders melt into my palms. I ask Sue if she
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would like to come back inside, now that the fire is roaring. It is cold
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out here.
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She turns, and for the first time realises that I am still naked. Her
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eyes seem to sparkle mischievously in the firelight and I seem to detect
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a tiny smile lift the corners of her mouth as my cock brushes
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inadvertently against her thigh. I shiver at the momentary contact, but
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not because of the cold. Come on inside, I tell her with a grin, before
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your poor old Dad catches pneumonia. I sit her on the couch in front of
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the fire and go in search of my wife.
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Nina is in the kitchen. I tell her everything, except the fact that
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the idea of our own daughter watching us have sex actually turned me on.
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But Nina is no fool. She nuzzles my neck and whispers; "You want to fuck
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her, don't you?" What can I say. I shrug my shoulders non-committally and
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just stare at her stupidly. I could never successfully lie to Nina.
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"It's okay, leave everything to me," she whispers, "Now go keep her
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company while I get us some drinks" I shake my head in disbelief, but do
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as Nina says. I always have.
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Sue is still on the couch where I left her, fidgeting uneasily. We sit
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beside one another, separated by a palm width of propriety, she in her
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gleaming leotard while I am still naked. I watch as the light from the
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burning logs flickers over her beautiful face. She has her mother's
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fair looks, serene yet with a tantalizing hint of devilment about her.
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There are freckles on her cheeks that almost glow as the tongues of flame
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lick outward in the fireplace. I can feel my daughter's flush rise from
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the warmth of the blaze before us. I long to savour that young animal
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heat rising from her tender flesh with my hands, but to feel it is
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inappropriate. We stare at the depth of the fire, apart, together.
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Nina comes into the room. She bears a tray with a bottle of wine and
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three glasses and sets it down on the table in front of the overstuffed
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couch catty corner to the Ottoman where I sit beside Sue. Nina is wearing
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a silk wrap around gown that barely reaches to the top of her thighs and
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that is translucent in the roar of the fire. Nina's light brown hair
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drops over this fine material and seems to be organic, pulsing in the
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light of the flames. She tells me to clean myself, and I realize that our
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outpourings have gelled on my lower body. I leave, as instructed and wash
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my genitals in the sink of our white tiled bathroom. The warm water from the
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faucet flows over my nether parts, the bar of soap cleaning the evidence
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our strenuous coupling away with its bubbling lather. In the bedroom I
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find a pair of grey cotton drawstring pants and a black T-shirt and put
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them on.
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Five minutes have passed when I return to the room. From the top of
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the varnished stairs I can see the fire has ebbed, and that Nina and Sue
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sit close together on the couch. Their bodies are white, but the
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luminesce of Nina's gown glares over the whiteness of Sue's body suit.
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Their arms and heads are dull shadows, Sue's blonde head a nightlight,
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Nina's light brown hair a texture in the penumbra of her radiance. I walk
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down the stairs behind the couch. For a moment I think that Sue is
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crying. Her head is almost buried into the crotch of her mother's armpit,
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and Nina is caressing Sue's back. My bare feet let me move silently
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across the hardwood floor but Nina looks up as I approach. I catch her
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glance and its message.
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Slowly Nina's caresses pull the straps of Sue's leotard off her
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shoulders. I place my hands on Sue's neck, my fingers dwelling over its
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nape, tracing over the shape of the vertebrae. I help push the straps
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down my daughter's upper arms and palm the corner of each shoulder with
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each hand, as I held her earlier on the porch. Again I want to press my
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body against her back. Nina nuzzles Sue's cheek and neck. I watch as Nina
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slowly works the top of Sue's leotard down. I can see from my vantage
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point, behind the couch, the creamy swell of her firm young breasts
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emerge to the light. Sue's nipples are distended, almost like grub worms,
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in their erectness. I long to pinch them, or at least cup her breasts
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like I do her shoulders, but instead I watch as Nina's nose and mouth
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trace a line of kisses and pressure to the cleavage between Sue's
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breasts.
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For a moment I am entranced. Watching my wife in an intimate embrace
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with our daughter is hard to believe, but the sight is an incredible
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turn-on. I watch as my daughter's young breasts are revealed in all their
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glory. She is so young and perfect. I feel drawn to her, compelled to
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worship her gorgeous young body as my wife is doing, so I kneel on the
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floor. I press my face under her hair and kiss the space against her neck
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that Nina just recently vacated. I can feel Sue's breath expelling
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downwards on to my face, with its aromas of Shiraz, apple and Nina. I
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close my eyes and bury my face behind Sue's left ear, drowning in the sea
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of my daughter's silky blonde hair.
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Blinded, my left hand explores on its own. I sense it tracing down
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Sue's forearm and can see in my mind's eye it forays over Sue's speckled
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tanned skin. Instinctively I know that Nina has moved on. As I kiss Sue's
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hair line behind her ear, my hand bridges that gap between her ulna and
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ribs and my fingers feel the crease where her left breast meets her
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chest. My fingers reach upwards over the spherical incline until I feel
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her knotty nipple between the cleft of my middle and index finger. I
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squeeze my digits, clasping her breast and pinching Sue's nipple warmly,
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not tightly. God, I am feeling up my own daughter! Pure heaven.
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To check on Nina I remove my face from the nest of Sue's hair. Nina is
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almost kneeling on the couch. Sue's leotard has been pulled down to below
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her waist and rests tightly over her tips. My right hand slips from Sue's
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shoulder to mirror-image my left. It holds her breast, and I gently pinch
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my fingers together and feel the stiff nubbins of my daughter's nipples
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enveloped in the soft web of flesh between my longest fingers. Emboldened
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by her moans of arousal, my mouth finds hers, and we kiss. Sue's eyes
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close when our lips entwine, but I look down and watch as Nina's tongue
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swirls around and into Sue's navel. A part of me can't believe this is
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happening, as I watch my own wife pay homage to our teenage daughter
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with her mouth.
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I can see Nina pulling down the bunched leotard with her left hand,
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trying to bring it over Sue's jutting pelvis, while her right hand
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strokes the tops of Sue's thighs. Almost imperceptibly Sue's legs begin
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to widen. I kiss her harder, and think I see the damp spot over the
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crotch of her leotard expand. The sight is incredibly arousing.
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Nina lifts her head from Sue's stomach and kneels on the floor.
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Swiftly she lifts Sue's legs over her head and lays them lengthwise on
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the couch. This movement breaks my kiss with Sue, whose head falls onto
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the seat of the sofa. I kneel in a vacuum behind the couch. Nina pulls at
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the leotard bunched at Sue's waist, and I watch as Sue lifts her hips so
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as to allow her mother to fully undress her. I watch as the white
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clothing is stripped down Sue's legs and hoops through the final hurdle
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of her ankles. My eyes travel up my daughter's legs to her naked crotch.
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Her cunt-hair is almost non-existent and in the dull fire-light, the
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blonde fuzz covering her plump mound is completely transparent.
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My cock leaps to attention at the sight of my little daughter's sweet
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sex, so lewdly exposed. Nina rests her head on the tops of Sue's thighs,
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and I gasp as my wife's tongue extends and licks tentatively at the
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girl's naked cuntslit. Sue's legs widen, almost reluctantly, and Nina's
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tongue slides over the pebble-like clitoris and darts between Sue's outer
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labia. My fingers touch Sue's temples, and trace downwards over the
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outline over her cheekbone to her chin. She turns her face so that her
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mouth can entrap my right index finger to the second knuckle and sucks
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its length hard. She gazes up at me as she does so, and the look of pure
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lust on her pretty little face tells me that she'd rather be sucking her
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Daddy's cock.
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I escape Sue's mouth. My fingers trace over the sharp outline of her
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collar bone, and down the ridge between her breasts. Her skin is soft but
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somehow my fingertips can feel the dimple of every pore. My hands are
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instinctively drawn to and dance over the incredibly firm mounds of my
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daughter's breasts. I lean over the back of the couch and grasp a nipple
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in my mouth. I let my teeth clench it while my tongue washes it with my
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saliva. I pull my face away, still gripping the erect flesh, almost
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trying to strip it of its skin, and then give the same attention to its
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twin. My tongue then plies its trade around the swollen aureoles at the
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base of each nipple. Sucking my daughter's nipples like this has my cock
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as hard as a rock. I can feel it trying to escape through the waistband
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of my pants.
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Suddenly, Sue moans loudly and I feel her whole body shudder. When I
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look down, I can see Nina's reddening cheeks. Nina's whole mouth is
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locked around the opening of our daughter's pussy and she is sucking like
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she sucked my cock earlier, drawing the blood to Sue's tissue surface and
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sucking Sue's aroused young clit. While I can't see it I know that as she
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sucks, Nina's tongue is working. I have seen my wife with other women
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before and I imagine her stiff, wriggling tongue probing the tasty
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recesses of Sue's hairless young pussy, darting deeply into our
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daughter's tight little fuckhole, flicking maddeningly at her engorged
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clit. I watch Sue's stomach convulse, knowing what Nina is doing to the
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young girl with her tongue. Knowing that she is making her own
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daughter... our daughter.. climax into her mouth.
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As Sue relaxes, Nina release her cuntal kiss, and looks up at me, her
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lips and chin glistening with our daughter's secretions. I stand and step
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out of my pants. I walk to the front of the couch after moving the coffee
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table to give us some more room. I kneel next to Nina, who is kissing and
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licking the area between Sue's navel and slit, and kiss Sue. She is
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shaking, and it is hard for our lips to press together, but I feel her
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hand instinctively run up my thigh, gently touch my balls, and then ring
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her thumb and fingers around the base of my cock. I feel her tiny fist
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follow my length, stopping beneath the flared head, gently squeezing. I
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can't believe the feeling. I have had many women fondle my erect prick
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before, but this is my own sweet, sexy little girl... my daughter... my
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baby! It feels like I am having my cock touched for the very first
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time....
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Sue's digits massage my foreskin, attempting to pull it over the
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stretching head of my prick. I can feel Sue pull me toward her. Nina
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moves aside to let me at our daughter and I crawl on the couch. All this
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time Sue's fingers are locked around me, pulling, coaxing, squeezing. I
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look down into my daughter's eyes and see my own animal lust reflected
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there. There is no need for me to ask. She wants this even more than I
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do! As I lower myself, Sue guides the head of my cock against the
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glistening folds of her young cunt, rubbing the head once or twice
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through the slit before popping it eagerly into the tight ring of her
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juvenile fuckhole.
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Pushing my hips forward, I enter her easily. Like any father, I am
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somewhat disappointed. My little girl is not a virgin, and I silently
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curse the boy (or man) who took that ultimate pleasure away from me.
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However the feeling of loss lasts but a moment as my cock is gripped by
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my daughter's little-used cunt-muscles. The walls of her little pussy
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clasp my prick tightly but allow me to slide easily into her. This is not
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like the snug familiar confines of her mother. My baby's pussy is hot,
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and wet and very, VERY tight!
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Slowly, so as not to hurt her tiny hole too much, I begin to thrust in
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and out. I enjoy every fold of Sue's hot young flesh rippling over my
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length. Her upper thighs grip my hips, and then slowly move up my body,
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clenching my waist, then the lower reaches of my ribcage. I keep my
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thrusting slow, but then withdraw to swing her legs over my shoulders,
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enter her again and feel the backs of her knees clenching my shoulders. I
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will not speed up this slow deliberate rhythm, though I sense my daughter
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wants me to push harder and faster.
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Nina has lifted Sue's head and now sits on the couch, cradling Sue's
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head in her crotch. Nina's robe has opened, and I can see the erectness
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of her pink nipples. I look at Nina's face as she watches me fuck our
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daughter. She is extremely excited and whispers encouragement as I begin
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to plow Sue's hot, slippery little slit with more and more force.
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"Fuck her!" snarls Nina. "Fuck her horny little cunt!" My wife's words
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are incredibly exciting. And I stare into her wild, lust-filled eyes as I
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fuck our gorgeous willing daughter.
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In a motherly gesture, Nina wipes the sweat from Sue's brow and her
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body jerks slightly with each thrust of my cock into Sue. I can almost
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taste the smell emanating from my daughter's pussy as I fuck her, the
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moaning little girl seems to emanate sex from every pore of her body, but
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I'm locked in my stare with Nina. I am about to cum in Sue's tight,
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sucking cunt but Nina whispers; No, not yet, and shakes her head.
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Reluctantly I withdraw my cock from Sue, and stare down into her wide
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young disappointed eyes apologetically.
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Nina instructs me to lie down and helps our daughter to climb on top
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of me. I lean back against the arm of the couch and watch as my wife
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maneuvers our daughter over my cock. Sue squats on my glistening cock, I
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can feel her middle finger against the underside of my shaft as she
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directs its length into her tiny cunt once more. The soft folds of her
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adolescent pussy-lips engulf my cockhead as Sue lowers herself onto me.
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The finger pressing against my prick enters with me and Sue cups my balls
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with the palm of her hand. Sue lifts and drops in a slow rhythm that
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matches the slothful pace I took fucking her mother earlier.
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Sue's eyes are closed, her cute little mouth open and panting. I feel
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her pubic bone crush against my own as she grinds her slender young hips
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over my pumping pelvis. I can feel her adolescent cunt-walls gripping and
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ungripping me powerfully, much more tightly than her mother, yet at the
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same time very familiar. Her tiny breasts are crushed against my chest,
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sweaty from our exertions. Sue's elongated nipples rubbed against my own.
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I close my own eyes and start to fuck my cock up into her belly strongly.
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Just knowing that it is my own, sweet, sexy little daughter who is
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bouncing her cunt down onto my raging prick is enough to make me come on
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the spot, but I try to hold back, wanting to make our first incestuous
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fuck truly memorable.
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Nina's hands intervene. She is behind our daughter, and cups Sue
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breasts. At first I thought it was to aid our sensuality, but Nina tries
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to pull Sue's back down to the couch. Sue does this, pulling my cock down
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to an obtuse angle that makes it hard to fuck her. In a frenzy of lust,
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Nina tries to aim her shaven crotch onto our daughter face, but I can see
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this makes Sue uncomfortable. I take Nina's hand as I slide down the
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couch so that I now lie flat on my back, away from resting on the sofa's
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armrest. Sue grabs my cock and straddles me again, reinserting my long,
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sticky shaft back into her tight young cunt where it belongs. Soon she
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begins to rise and fall over the length of my cock once more, throwing
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her head back and moaning with pleasure at the deep penetration. Her
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slippery cunt almost loses grip at the apex of her rhythm, but the strong
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downward force of her body holds me in place. I am surprised at her
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technique, and instinctively wonder how many other cocks she has fucked
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like this. It can't be many because she's only a teenager and she's as
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tight as a virgin. Yet still, I know that there have been others... and I
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envy each and every one of them with a father's natural jealousy.
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Sue has quickened her pace, bouncing up and down on me now, like she
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saw her mother doing in this very spot, less than an hour ago. Nina sits
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on the arm of the couch and slowly lower her hips. I reach out to touch
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her with my tongue. I can see her dew condensing on the inner opening
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between her puffy red cuntlips. My wife is very aroused, so I see, from
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the swelling and darkening of her labia. She lowers her crotch on my
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face, so that my nose pushes against the tight orchid of her anus and my
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mouth and tongue dwell over her cunt. I work my lips and tongue on her,
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tasting every drop that emanates from her tantalizingly wet hole.
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I can't believe it. Here I am lying on my living-room sofa, with my
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daughter's tight cunt impaled on my cock and my wife's gooey cunt sliding
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around on my face... Jesus, I'm fucking them both! Sue is working my
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cock, ever faster. I feel her cup my balls and squeeze them, while her
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other hand holds the base of shaft with two fingers and a thumb and rubs
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it in a beat totally different from the hips that pound around me. I feel
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like I have two cocks, fucking or be fucked at different paces. And they
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are both about to come.
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Nina leans forward and kisses Sue. One of Nina's hands caresses the
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point of union between me and our daughter as I fuck her, her fingers
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forming a ring above Sue's and matching Sue's crazy hand jive; another
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finger strokes Sue's clitoris in that same rhythm. Nina's other hand
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floats over Sue's tiny breasts squeezing and massaging them. Soon I feel
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one of Sue's hands passing through the shaven crotch above my face, and
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my tongue laps the index finger that finds it way into my mouth. I can
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feel Sue's pubescent lust mount as she pounds me urgently. Nina starts to
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rub her cunt across my face. My left hand joins Nina's rubbing the outer
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reaches of our daughter's hairless cock-filled little crotch. Nina is
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gushing into my mouth. I think my pelvis will shatter from Sue's
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pounding. I fell my prick being sucked by my daughter's powerful orgasm,
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and as it is released momentarily my welling come gushes into her,
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filling her heaving, little womb with my sperm, the same sperm that had
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gushed into her mother all those years ago to give her life.
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Sue rises again her cunt gripping, almost sucking, and thrusts down
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again as another spurt escapes me. Nina is literally grinding into my
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face. Then, with a loud scream, my wife comes too, filling my mouth with
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her juices as I fuck the last few spurts of fatherly jism into our
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writhing, squealing and very satisfied young daughter.
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Later, as we lay entangled in front of the fire in the after-glow of
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our first familial fuck, we made a decision... a family pact if you
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like... no secrecy, no locked doors, no false modesty, and above all,
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where sex was concerned... no holds barred!
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Sue is 20 now and married to a very nice young guy named Dave. Luckily
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Dave comes from an equally broad-minded family. Otherwise he would have
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stormed out of the house on Sue's wedding day when he found Nina and I
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giving Sue a little `bon voyage' fuck right there on the very couch where
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it all started, seven wonderful years ago. Instead, Dave just grinned,
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took off his clothes and shoved his huge cock into my more-than-willing
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wife. As Dave fucked Nina to orgasm after orgasm, on the floor, I did for
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same for my beautiful, newly-wed daughter. Kissing the bride was never so
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much fun!
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Sue and Dave are regular visitors here now and the same `family pact'
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we agreed on all those years ago still applies. Sometimes Dave brings
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some of his equally broad-minded family with him... All I can say is
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that Christmas reunions at our house these days are a real BALL! :) ;)
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The End.
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