Daddy's Girl
by Leonard James


Chapter 1 

On Daddy's Lap 

Twelve year-old Shauna Poling ran home from school that Friday afternoon, 
her long dark hair flying. There was only one week of school left, and since 
school was stretching into June this year to make up for snow days last 
winter, the heat was intense. 

It was so hot in southern Indiana during these last days of school that the 
building air conditioning system had failed. Shauna's elementary school was 
one of those new ones, built for energy efficiency but without windows that 
could be opened and closed. As a result, the school was a sauna bath by 
noon, and several students and teachers had passed out in class because of 
the heat. Just before the noon bell, Mr. Saunders, the principal, came on 
the intercom. 

"Due to the intense heat and failure of our air conditioning system, school 
today will end at the noon recess. School buses will be here early to pick 
up students. You students who walk to school, please take great care 
crossing streets on the way home. Have a nice weekend." 

The oppressive heat suppressed what would normally have been jubilant cheers 
from the kids, but not Shauna. She literally jumped up and down in her seat, 
clapping her hands together and screeching. 

"Oh boy, this means I get to go camping sooner!" she squealed as the little 
girl at the desk next to her looked at her and spoke in a nasty tone. 

"Oh yeah, who's taking you camping?" asked Shauna's classmate, Melanie 
Storm, as if she didn't believe anyone was really taking Shauna camping. 

"My mom and dad are, that's who. We're going to the national forest to this 
real neat place my dad knows," retorted Shauna. She stuck her tongue out at 
Melanie and turned away. She looked away because she had lied. Nobody was 
taking her camping, and she didn't even have a father. 

Shauna never knew her father. Her mother hadn't married him, and Shauna had 
never even seen a picture of him. There had never been any men around. There 
had been a couple of her mom's boyfriends, but they had never been around 
their apartment much. At age 10, Shauna had started craving male attention, 
something she had never had. 

But that had all changed recently. One week night just two weeks ago, a man 
had brought her mom home from the university campus where she was taking 
courses. He was older than the other men her mother had dated, but he was 
really nice. Shauna figured her mom must really like him, because she 
usually didn't introduce her daughter to her dates or even have them into 
their downstairs apartment. 

Their apartment was the major downstairs portion of what had been a stately 
old town home, built in the 1920s for a large family. It had been chopped up 
into four apartments, just as all the other grand old houses on their street 
lined with ancient maples and oaks that shaded everything. 

The man who visited that afternoon had hugged her when she met him. Shauna 
had trilled to both his touch and his words. 

"What a pretty girl you are. If I ever had a little girl, I'd want one as 
cute as you," Don Janis had told her as he looked into her eyes and bent to 
shake her hand. 

Like me? Pretty? He wants me for his own little girl? Shauna literally broke 
out in goose pimples when she thought about it. He was so handsome- a touch 
a gray hair, blue eyes, and just the same height as her mom. She thought he 
looked like Paul Newman whom she had just seen in a television movie. 

"Can you entertain Don while I'm cleaning up, Shauna?" her mom had asked. 
"He's taking us out for pizza tonight." 

The lithe 12 year-old was now doubly thrilled. She loved going to the pizza 
place like the other kids did with their parents. This time, they'd see her 
with her handsome "Dad". 

She jumped onto his lap when her mother walked down the hall to the 
bathroom. He sat on the living room couch, and she draped her long, thin 
legs over his. Her dress hiked way up. Shauna noticed, but she didn't try to 
cover anything up. 

"Don't you have any kids?" she asked the her mom's new boyfriend. 

"No, I don't, but if I did, I'd want a little girl just as pretty as you," 
he replied. 

Shauna never thought of herself as pretty. The kids at school made fun of 
her, calling her "bean pole" because she was so tall and thin. She had 
inherited her mother's model's body, but she wasn't aware yet that she was 
blossoming into it. She already stood 5 feet, 5 inches tall. Her legs made 
up well over half of that height, and her breasts were little more than 
swellings beneath her nipples. Her nipples were becoming cones, high on her 
chest and protruding through the thin cotton frock she wore. 

Her mom's new boyfriend's praise awakened a new feeling in the little girl. 
She didn't know what it was at first. And, there was something else. When 
she sat on his lap that first time, she felt him move under her butt. It 
made her feel funny between her legs. It made her swollen nipples feel itchy 
against the cotton dress. It made her think about boys and penises. 

Some of the girls at school talked about boys' cocks, and how it was 
supposed to feel good when they put it into a girl's pussy. It made the 
little girl wonder about how it would feel. She was dying to actually see a 
cock, as her friend Marsha called a boy's penis, but none of the boys were 
even friendly to her. She towered over all of them, and they seemed to hate 
her for that. 

Shauna was sure she had felt her mom's new boyfriend's cock through her 
panties and dress, rubbing against her bottom. He had moved her on his lap 
so that the crack of her ass lay right on top of it. Then, he had moved 
around, pressing against her tiny little ass, slowly back and forth. It had 
only lasted a few minutes, while her mom was busy in the bathroom. Shauna 
had liked it though, and when she pressed back a little, Don had stroked her 
hair, looked her in the eyes, smiling at her so nice. 

"Good girl," he said, smiling at her so lovingly that she wanted to throw 
her arms around him. 

She loved the way it felt. She felt all warm inside. She wished he would 
have done more, but when he heard her mom coming out of the bathroom, Don 
moved her off his lap, smiled, and winked conspiratorially at her. 

Intuitively, Shauna knew they had just done something together that had to 
be a secret. No problem. Shauna didn't want her mom to know either. It would 
spoil everything. Maybe he'll like mom, and she'll marry him, and he will be 
my daddy, she thought. I'll be like the others girls, like that snotty 
Melanie and the other kids with both mothers and fathers. 

Later that night, Shauna kept wishing her mom would marry him, and that Don 
would be her daddy. He really liked her, she could tell, and Shauna sure 
liked him. Shauna was thrilled and excited, and was sad when Don didn't stay 
longer that night after they returned from the pizza place. Later, in bed, 
her hand found its way to her still-hairless pubic mound. She tentatively 
touched herself on her pussy, just like Marsha had told her to do. It felt 
good. She thought of Don touching her there, about his cock and about how it 
had felt when she sat on his lap. The next morning, Shauna quizzed her mom. 

"Is Don going to come back again?" Shauna asked her mom over her bowl of 
Cheerios. 

"Well, maybe. Would you like him to?" asked her mother. 

"Sure. Don't you mom? Do you like him?" asked the little girl. 

"Ummm, well... yes, I do," Cindy told her daughter, smiling and holding out 
her arms for a hug at the same time. 

Shauna ran to her mom and they hugged tightly, laughing together. And Don 
did come back. On the following Monday afternoon after his first visit, 
Shauna came home to find his Ford Bronco parked on the street in front of 
the house. 

Elated, she had burst through the front door but found neither her mom nor 
Don there. Just as she was about to yell out, she heard noises coming from 
down the hall. 

"Oh Daddy, please, Daddy, please!" 

It was her mother's voice, but what she heard confused her. Shauna knew her 
mother's father had died many years ago. She had never seen him. Who in the 
world could her mom be calling "Daddy?" 

 Chapter 2 

Cindy fondly recalls her first daddy 

Cindy Poling was excited about Don Janis' interest and was greatly relived 
that Shauna seemed to like him too. As single mother of a 12 year-old, she 
found most younger men weren't able to deal with the idea of having a 
ready-made family. 

Lots of college boys hit on her at the university, but none had pursued her 
once they learned about Shauna. Besides, Cindy liked older men and always 
had. College boys and young men her age did not excite her sexually. She 
knew this preference had everything to do with her father. 

Charles Poling had been tall, dark and handsome. He had doted on his young 
daughter, giving in to her every wish. Unfortunately, it was one of those 
wishes that ruined everything for her family. 

Cindy's strongest memories of her father were of the nights he bathed her. 
For as far back as she could remember, her father had given her a nightly 
bath. His hands were big and strong, but she remembered how gentle they felt 
when he bathed her. She felt secure, loved, when her daddy gave her a bath. 

Then, out of the blue, when she was nine years old, her mom told Cindy she 
was old enough to start taking her own baths... without Daddy's help. That 
same day, she overheard her mom tell her dad the same thing after dinner. 

"Time for your bath, Cindy. Run on upstairs and fill the tub," Charles had 
told her that evening. 

Cindy glanced at her mother, who was looking at Charles. Cindy ran upstairs, 
hoping her dad would overrule her mom's decision about the baths. As she 
ran, she heard her mom's voice: 

"Charles, now don't you think she's getting old enough to take her own 
baths?" 

"Why, yes, I suppose she is. It's just always been one of our rituals, 
Margaret. You know that," said Charles. 

"Charles, she's just getting too grown up- she's beginning to get breasts. 
It's just not right," insisted Margaret. 

"Really, Maggie, come now. You can't think there's any harm in my bathing my 
own daughter. Hell, she's still a little girl," he answered. 

Margaret stood silent for a moment, then smiled. 

"Well, I guess you're right. But you know you can't keep bathing her much 
longer. She is growing up," said the 23 year-old mother. 

Charles was 49 at the time, very handsome, and very nice to Margaret who had 
married him after becoming pregnant during high school at age 15. The father 
was a teen-age boy from her neighborhood. 

In those days, many families desperately married off young pregnant 
daughters to close family friends, and that had been the case with Margaret 
and Charles. Charles was an old high school chum of Margaret's parents. He 
gave Margaret's bastard daughter his name and provided a wonderful home for 
them both. 

Despite the 25 year difference in their ages, it had worked out well. 

But Margaret knew her husband well after nine years of marriage. She knew 
Charles was a closet pedophile. Since their first night in bed, Charles had 
orchestrated their sexual relationship to revolve around a father-daughter 
fantasy. 

She hadn't liked it at first, but after a few months, Margaret began to 
enjoy it nearly as much as Charles. All Margaret had to do was greet him at 
the door with her hair in twin pony tails and one of her little girl 
dresses, complete with cotton underwear, anklet socks and Mary Janes, and 
she was in for a marathon session in their bedroom. 

But as Cindy started growing, Margaret started worrying that Charles might 
want to make his fantasy reality by seducing her daughter. He had never 
shown any tendencies in that direction, but the baths gnawed at her. Lately, 
Cindy had been asking questions about sex, and the girl was clearly 
infatuated with Charles. She feared anything might happen. 

These things were on Margaret Poling's mind when she mentioned the baths 
that night. But, Charles was right. Cindy was still a little girl, and he 
loved her. Margaret knew that, above all, he would never hurt Cindy or her 
in any way. When she got around to that realization, she felt better about 
everything and silly about objecting to the nightly baths. 

"Charles, I'm sorry. Never mind. I have to go to my aerobics class this 
evening, and I'm just being silly. I trust you more than anyone in the 
world," she said as her husband headed down the hall to the bathroom and 
little Cindy. 

He turned and opened his arms. Margaret moved into them, and they embraced 
and kissed. It was more than a warm embrace, and the young mother felt 
sexual stirrings as Charles pulled her pelvis into him by putting both hands 
on her butt. She also felt her husband's amazing cock stiffen against her 
abdomen. 

Things were getting hot, and Margaret would have been happy to let Charles 
take her to bed then and there, but, then, Cindy was waiting. Aerobics class 
was waiting. 

"Daddy, the water is ready," came Cindy's voice from down the hall. 

"OK, honey. Daddy will be right there," Charles called back. 

"Later," he said to his aroused young wife, pushing his crotch into her. 

"Yes, later," she answered, humping her pelvis against him in reply. She 
could feel he had a big hard-on. What at man, she thought to herself. 

They kissed and made promises with their eyes for later. Margaret headed for 
the car with her gym bag, and Charles headed down the hall, to his young 
step-daughter waiting, naked in the bathtub. 

Cindy remembered what happened then, just as it was yesterday. She was 
already naked, waiting in the tub for her daddy to bath her. She was glad 
her mom had relented, and she was more than a little excited because her 
mother's worries centered on things that had to do with sex. She was also 
glad her mom was off to exercise class, leaving her alone with her father. 

Since the girls at school were talking about cocks all the time, Cindy 
thought a lot about her daddy's cock. It was the only one she had ever seen. 

Cindy had seen her daddy's once, about two months ago. One night after 
everyone had gone to bed, Cindy awoke and trudged out into the hall towards 
the bathroom. She noticed the light on, but didn't think anything about it 
since the door was open. She walked through the door to find Charles 
standing there naked, holding his cock and peeing. 

Surprised, Charles had turned away from her and told her to wait just a 
minute and he'd be through. But he couldn't hide himself when he left the 
bathroom, and Cindy got a close look at her daddy's cock when he passed her 
in the hall. He had stopped for a moment and turned toward her. 

She was amazed at how big it was, bigger than when she first saw him peeing. 
It was sticking straight out when she saw it in the dim hall light. The 
incident stuck in her mind like a picture. She wanted to see it up close. 
She wanted to touch it. It was all she could think about that night as she 
waited in the bath. 

 Chapter 3 

Cindy remembers her last bath with Daddy 

Looking back on that time still made the young mother's nipples harden and 
her clitoris swell when she thought about it. She would never forget it, 
couldn't forget it- the touch of her daddy's hands in the bath, the sight of 
his huge, hard penis. Even after all the years that had passed, Cindy could 
close her eyes and see it all over again. 

The young mother vividly remembered sitting naked in her bath water that 
day, waiting for her daddy. All the business with her mother's objections 
about the evening bath with Daddy had somehow changed things. Would her 
daddy really want to do something like that? 

What would it be like? Would he let her hold his penis? Would he play with 
her between the legs? 

Unconsciously, little Cindy's fingers found her bare pubis while she dreamed 
of her daddy's cock. It felt good when she played with her closed little 
slit and budding clitoris. She didn't know what she was doing, but she knew 
it felt good, and that's what she was doing when Daddy finally walked 
through the bathroom door. 

She jerked her hands away quickly, suddenly afraid that he'd be mad at her. 
But he wasn't. He wasn't mad at all. He hadn't said a word, although he did 
stop for a long moment and look at her there in the tub. He looked at her in 
a way she had never seen before, then broke into a smile. 

"Is my little girl ready for her bath?" he asked her, grinning as he always 
did. Cindy nodded her head, still a little afraid about being caught playing 
with herself. 

She needn't have worried. When her daddy started bathing her that night, 
everything about the bath was different from all the baths in the past. 

First of all, when he knelt beside the tub to begin washing her, he didn't 
use a wash cloth. He worked the soap in his hands and applied the lather 
directly. He didn't say a thing, but his hands went straight from her neck 
and shoulders to her budding breasts. He lathered them a long time, tweaked 
her nipples until they stood erect in his hands. He held them gently between 
his fingers and rolled them, every so slowly. 

She watched her daddy's hands at her breasts for a long time. Shivers shot 
down from her tender cone-shaped tittles to her crotch. She started rubbing 
her butt against the bottom of the tub. 

"You like that, sweetheart?" he asked, smiling at her as he continued 
"washing" her breasts. "You are going to have perfect breasts, baby, just 
perfect." 

"Really, daddy? You like them?" she asked, proudly thrusting her chest out 
to display them. She looked into his eyes now and loved the way he ran his 
fingers from base to the tips of her nipples. 

"Ohh, daddy. It feels really good when you do that." 

"Good. Stand up now and let me finish washing you," he said. 

She stood, but her daddy remained on his knees beside the tub. His head came 
to about her belly button. 

He looked up into her eyes and smiled as he worked the soap between his 
hands again. Then, he dropped his head and looked straight ahead as his 
hands soaped her body below her breasts, across her tummy and around behind, 
just above her butt crack. 

Then, he turned her around with his hands and pulled her a bit closer to 
him. She could feel his breath on her butt. 

His big, gentle hands soaped her tiny ass. He kneaded her cheeks, pulled 
them apart and stuck a soapy finger just into her asshole, then out again. 

"Oh! Daddy!" she squealed and jumped. 

"Bend over a little, baby, so daddy can wash you better," he said, almost 
whispering, after a long time when nothing was said. 

"O.K., daddy," she said, bending slightly at her waist, her butt and crack 
now smack in front of Daddy's gaze. 

"Oh, you're such a beautiful girl. I love you so much," he said as she 
displayed her pussy and ass to her kneeling daddy. 

"Oh, daddy, I love you too," she said, wanting to turn around and hug him. 

He must have read her mind then, because he placed his hands gently on her 
small hips and turned her to face him. She stood now with her hairless 
public mound at her father's eye level. But instead of hugging her as she 
wanted at moment, he instead picked up the soap and lathered it in his 
hands, saying nothing. 

She could remember looking down at him as he reached behind and lathered her 
buttocks, worked around to her lower tummy and, finally, began washing her 
pubis. 

He ran his hands over her tiny pussy lips, teased her clitoris and ran his 
finger just inside her slit. 

Cindy shivered and her hips jerked uncontrollably when he laid his middle 
finger along the length of her pussy. 

"Oo. Daddy! Oo!" 

"Does that feel good, baby?" he asked, smiling lovingly at her, his middle 
finger still working along her tight slit. 

"Oh, Daddy, yessss it does! Oh, Daddy, is this sex?" 

"Well, yes, I guess it is. Do you like it?" 

"Oh, yes, Daddy. I know Mommy wouldn't like it, would she?" 

"That's right, sweetheart. If anyone, anyone, were ever to find out about 
this, it would be the end of our family," he said, now running his hands all 
over her pubic area, between her legs and to her ass. 

"Ooo, Daddy, ooo! I promise Daddy, I promise it's our secret," Cindy 
squealed as her daddy's finger probed lightly just inside her pussy lips. 
She squatted a little to spread her legs for him. 

"O.K., baby, OK. Here, let me dry you off now. I want you to come into the 
bedroom with me," said Charles, reaching for a thick towel and rubbing her 
from head to toe. 

She took her father's hand, stepped out of the tub and padded naked 
alongside him into the master bedroom. Cindy's excitement peaked and a bit 
of fear edged into her mind. This was where Daddy and Mommy "did it" 
together. The girls at school had told her about fucking, and she wondered 
what was going to happen there on her parents' bed. 

But her daddy's hands chased all thoughts. He picked her up and laid her on 
her back onto the huge king size bed. Then he bent over her, eyes locked 
onto hers and lightly kissed her on the lips. At the same time, his hands 
fell to her tiny breasts and her large, sensitized nipples. 

Cindy moaned and her daddy kissed down her neck to her breasts. He kissed 
and licked them, and little Cindy squirmed on the bed. Still, he kissed 
lower, down to her navel, then across her tummy to her hairless pubis. 

"Oh, Daddy, Daddy, can I see your cock, please, Daddy," she remembered 
getting up enough courage to say as her Daddy spread her legs and his lips 
began kissing the inside of her childlike thighs. 

He stopped then for a moment and looked up to her from between her legs. 

"Are you sure you want to see Daddy's cock, sweetheart?" he asked as he 
looked into her eyes again. 

All she could do was nod, feverishly, and beg her daddy. 

"Yes Daddy, please, oh, please... I saw it once before, but not up close." 

With that Charles drew away from between his daughter's splayed thighs, 
stood beside the bed and undressed before her intense gaze. Unconsciously, 
Cindy's left hand dropped to her wet little pussy. She touched it lightly as 
she watched her daddy's clothes fall to the floor. 

Then, just as he was down to his underwear, she stuck her thumb of her right 
hand in her mouth. When Charles' dick finally came into view, Cindy lost all 
control. She suddenly rubbed her clitoris faster, sucked hard on her thumb, 
and began grunting. 

"Ump, umm, umph, unhh..." The noises came from deep in her throat and were 
muffled by her thumb which she now sucked even harder as her daddy moved 
closer, his huge, hard cock standing right over his daughter's face. 

She watched as he stroked it slowly. It seemed to grow even larger as he did 
it. Her eyes were locked on it as she sucked her thumb and frigged herself 
with her other hand. 

"Here, you try it," he said, taking his hand off his cock and reaching for 
her wrist. She gladly let him move her hand from her mouth to his cock, and 
when she closed her hand around it, she nearly fainted with excitement. 

"That's it, baby. Feel how hard it is?" 

"Uh huh. It is, Daddy," said the girl as waves of excitement swept through 
her body. 

"Here, like this," he said, wrapping his hand around hers and slowly moving 
it up and down his rock-hard dick. He let go and Cindy kept it up. 

"Like this Daddy?" she asked as she continued jacking her daddy's cock when 
he removed his hand. 

"Ummm. Oh yes, honey. That's it... ummmm, yes." 

"Does it feel good Daddy?" 

"Oh yes, sweetheart. It feels wonderful. Don't stop." 

Neither Cindy nor Charles heard the front door of the house open and close. 
Nor did they hear Margaret enter the house and walk down the hallway. 

She did remember that her daddy's cock had just started to spurt cum when 
her mother walked into the bedroom and caught them. She didn't know what the 
white cream was, and just as she was about to ask him, Margaret stepped into 
the bedroom. 

"Oh my God! Charles! Cindy!" her mother screamed. 

 Chapter 4 

Cindy looks for a new daddy 

A terrible scene followed. That day was the last time she saw her father, 
because her mother threw him out of the house and filed criminal child 
molesting charges against him. 

Charles was sent to prison and her mother moved to another city, taking 
Cindy with her. Through the years that followed, Cindy had been able to 
forget about the horrible fight between her mother and father that day there 
in her parents' bedroom. It was easy. It had been so ugly, and so unfair to 
the daddy she adored. 

What she never forgot was holding her daddy's cock and how she had wanted to 
do so much more with him. She started masturbating shortly after the 
incident, and she always imagined what would have happened had her mother 
not returned. She imagined kissing his huge penis, licking it, even though 
she didn't have a clue about oral sex then. When she thought about him 
rubbing it all over her vagina, she had her first climax. Later, when she 
found out what fucking was, she always thought about Daddy putting it into 
her. 

Throughout her pubescence and adolescence, the boys in her junior high and 
high schools failed to interest her, even though her brain burned with 
sexual desire. Cindy's ideal of a man and sex was fixed on her father. She 
knew she liked older men, but the older men she met seemed to ignore her 
altogether, except one. 

Her high school history teacher, a handsome middle-aged man with tastes 
leaning toward young girls like Cindy, took a very active interest in Cindy. 

At 15, her striking sexuality and lean beauty attracted Mr. Hollins, and 
Cindy's father-fixation made her a willing recipient of his attentions. 

She accepted an invitation to his home for a tea party with Mr. and Mrs. 
Hollins and some other bright pupils and their teachers. During the party, 
Mr. Hollins showed Cindy his special "playroom" in the basement. That's 
where she lost her virginity, in Mr. Hollins' sex chamber during a school 
party. He bent her over a table, lifted her dress, pulled down her panties 
and stuck it into her vagina. It hurt, and Cindy didn't really enjoy it all 
that much. But Mr. Hollins did. He did it to her three times during the 
party, and after the third time, Cindy was starting to like it. 

Unfortunately, her first fuck also resulted in a pregnancy. Since abortions 
weren't legal in those days, Mr. Hollins and his wife happily paid all the 
delivery costs at a private hospital. Cindy refused to put the baby up for 
adoption, so Hollins signed a support agreement in return for Cindy's and 
her mother's silence. She named the baby "Shauna." It meant "full moon" in 
some Native American language. 

After that, she lived at home with her mom and Shauna, finished high school 
as valedictorian, and won a major scholarship to attend university. She 
waited a few years, then enrolled in the state university, about 150 miles 
from her mom's home. She took a work study job on campus in the book store, 
attended classes full time and managed to care of Shauna. 

With so much to do, Cindy was exhausted every night when she collapsed in 
her bed, but even this exhaustion couldn't smother her fantasies about her 
father. They had come back right after Shauna was born. If anything, her 
obsession was stronger than it had ever been. 

It was in her mind whenever she had a moment to herself. When a good-looking 
professor of about 50 spoke to her one day in the campus bookstore, she 
fantasized about him as her daddy for an entire year. She even looked up his 
telephone number and address and drove past his house. She saw a fat 
gray-haired woman there that must have been his wife. She knew she could 
make him happier than that woman could, but she remained passive and didn't 
act. 

She fantasized about at least three of her professors in school, but never 
made her desires known to any of them. They were all married, after all, and 
Cindy figured she didn't need the hassles of an affair with a married man. 

Still, her fantasies raged, and Cindy masturbated at every opportunity. She 
masturbated on her breaks in a restroom stall. She lifted her skirts in the 
car and fingered herself as she drove to and from the campus. 

And always, she thought of her daddy's cock, imagined it sliding into her, 
how it would feel. She fantasized their words together, what she would say, 
what he would say: 

"Oh, sweetheart, Daddy loves his little girl so much," he would say once 
inside her. 

"Oh, Daddy, I love you too." 

"Are you Daddy's girl?" he would ask as he started fucking her. 

"Yes, Daddy. I'm your girl." 

She seldom got much farther than that before climaxing as she tweaked her 
clitoris. 

She started shaving her pussy to make it look more like it did when Daddy 
had let her hold his cock. 

Cindy was smart enough to know her fantasy had become an obsession, but it 
didn't matter. She was so alone, so isolated from all social contact with 
others that it was all she had. It was the most sexually exciting thing she 
could imagine, and it became a fever. Before long fucking Daddy occupied 
most of her thoughts in class, at work, driving, or at home lying in bed at 
night. 

She even picked up a pornographic novel about an incestuous father and 
daughter one afternoon at the local porn shop. She drove by it every day, 
and had often wanted to stop, but there were always cars in the lot. Then, 
one day, she drove past the shop and no cars were there. 

Cindy circled the block and parked on a side street about a half a block 
away, put on her dark glasses, and walked. To her relief, only the young 
male (gay, she thought) clerk was in the store. She kept her eyes down and 
went straight to several revolving stands for paperbacks. 

The titles made her heart pound harder: "Daddy's Girl", and "Fucked By My 
Daddy", and "Daddy's Baby", and "Teaching Daughter". She grabbed "Daddy's 
Girl" because the cover drawing pictured a young girl laying on her back in 
bed, holding her father's huge hard penis. Slippery wetness oozed into her 
panties, making her feel even hotter. The scene looked just like her with 
Charles all those years ago. 

"Hey, you know, you're the third lady today who has bought this book. Must 
be a good one," said the faggy clerk when she went to pay for the book. 

Cindy's brain was so afire with lust, that she couldn't have responded to 
his comment even if she wanted to. All she could think about was getting 
home before Shauna came home from school so she could read her new book and 
finger herself to nirvana. 

She wasn't so distracted, however, that she failed catch a glimpse of a man 
arriving at the pornography shop just as she ducked around the side of the 
building toward her car. 

There was something familiar about him, and she noticed a black pickup truck 
in the parking lot as she was leaving. The truck resembled Professor Janis' 
truck. God, it was him, I hope he didn't see me, she thought. 

As she pulled onto the side street, she wondered if Professor Janis might 
want to be her real "Daddy" instead of a fantasy one. She wondered what was 
he buying at the porn shop. She looked at the cover of her fuck book in the 
car seat, and hoped he might be buying the same book. 

She nearly ran into the house, into her bedroom and stripped naked. She 
turned on a reading lamp and lay on her back before opening the novel. The 
book told how a father-daughter sexual relationship began between a girl of 
12 and her 40 year-old father, and it drove the feverish young mother to one 
climax after another, right from the first page. 

Cindy literally writhed on her bed, drapes closed, door shut. Her reading 
light brightened the pages, but the first sex scene sent her reeling into a 
series of spectacular climaxes: 

"Here, baby, take a hold of Daddy's cock," said the Daddy in the book. 

Cindy whimpered and started to cum as her fingers rubbed her clitoris. She 
jammed her middle finger up inside herself as she started to cum, imagining 
it was Professor Janis' dick, her new Daddy. 

Finally, she collapsed, exhausted but still longing for more. She wanted a 
real Daddy to fuck her... maybe some men shared her fantasy. She had heard 
some did. But how could she find one who did? How could she approach the 
professor? It was so risky, so scary to the young mother. 

Suddenly, Cindy felt it was hopeless. She needed a daddy, but didn't know 
how to find him. 

"Oh, Daddy, your little girl needs you so bad," she wailed aloud, then burst 
into tears. The tears stopped flowing, though, when she thought of Professor 
Janis. Yes, she decided, he is going to be my new daddy. He likes porn, she 
thought. At least we have that in common. 

She snapped out of it when she heard the front door open and Shauna yell 
out: "Mommy, I'm home!" 

"Hi, sweetheart," she called from the bedroom as she quickly dressed and 
straightened her hair. "How was school?" 

"Oh, not so good. They're having a father's day camp at school, and I'm the 
only one in my class that doesn't have a daddy..." 

 Chapter 5 

The Porno Shop 

Don Janis saw a woman leaving Dr. Johnson's Book Store just as he pulled 
into the parking lot. He only got a glimpse of her from the rear, but he 
thought he recognized her. 

Dark auburn hair, long, in a pony tail. Fairly tall. Long cotton skirt and 
white cotton blouse. Slender legs. Long, immature body, the way he liked 
them. Small breasts, high on her chest. Sandals. Something about the way she 
walked reminded him of his student, Cindy Poling. Actually, he hadn't been 
able to think of anything else but the young mother and student and her hot 
little daughter ever since yesterday. 

Cindy had already captured his attention, when he started giving her rides 
home after his afternoon lecture class. She possessed his fantasy body- long 
legs, small breasts, long straight hair, high, tight little butt. He 
couldn't remember a woman he wanted to fuck so badly, right from the very 
first time he saw her in his class. Yesterday's visit to Cindy's house, and 
her erotic little girl, was like gasoline on the fire in his brain and on 
his penis. 

Janis had never considered seducing a real, live 12 year-old girl. Way too 
risky for him. It was a long-standing fantasy, however, and he couldn't 
believe he had done what he had with Shauna. It had been very dangerous, and 
it scared him to think what might have happened had the girl not been so 
receptive. 

His penis swelled as he thought about his first meeting with Shauna. 
Thinking about the erotic lap scene he had with the gangly 12 year-old on 
her mother's couch had kept his penis stiff for the past 24 hours, straight. 
He guessed he could probably get the girl to do whatever he wanted her to 
do, and that knowledge had kept his fantasies churning all day. All he 
needed was an opportunity. 

He could close his eyes and see the girl naked- tiny swelling breasts, high 
on her thin torso; a tiny, tight butt; long, skinny legs and a bare pubis: a 
younger, smaller, thinner version of her mother. He fantasized that she 
would stand naked before him, bending over to show off her charms from the 
rear, sitting on his lap again... He seldom got farther than that without 
having to stop dreaming and jack off, thinking about how he would stick his 
dick into both Shauna and her mommy. 

Cindy had turned him on during that first visit to her small rental house 
too. She had eagerly pressed her body into his when he first kissed her in 
the kitchen of the small rental home in the "student ghetto". The young 
mother had been more than eager. She had been frantic with sexual 
excitement, nearly losing control right on the spot. He would have fucked 
her then and there but for her daughter's presence. 

Their kitchen embrace had lasted only a few minutes, but it was the hottest 
embrace the professor had ever experienced. Not because their physical 
contact was so hot (Shauna's lap visit had already made him rock hard), but 
because of what Cindy had whispered during their prolonged first kiss. 

As soon as he stuck his tongue into her mouth, she had made a soft moan, 
opened her mouth wide and took his tongue between her lips. She sucked it 
like a was a small, red penis. And when he reached behind her and cupped her 
high, tight ass cheeks with both hands, she ground her pelvis into his dick, 
moaned some more, and worked frantically on his penis and tongue. 

She was moaning and whimpering, on the edge of losing control. Her abandon 
switched some primal sexual switch inside the middle-aged man. He too was on 
the edge of losing control, and all in a matter of a minute since their 
embrace began. 

He took the next step and lifted her cotton dress from the rear, then stuck 
both hands down her panties to cup her tiny butt again. Then he moved his 
fingers towards her cunt from the rear, and as he touched her asshole, Cindy 
started making fucking motions as they stood there in the kitchen. 

"Ooo, daddy, yesss," she whispered, ever so softly as he finally touched her 
slit. She backed away from his mouth and buried her head on his neck and 
whispered hotly into his ear. 

He couldn't believe what she had said, but she didn't say it again, because 
little Shauna came tromping down the hall at just that moment. Cindy had to 
turn and dash to the bathroom to get herself under control. Janis was left 
standing there with a raging hard-on, panting as Shauna stepped into the 
kitchen. 

He noted that when he smiled and said hi, Shauna's eyes were on his crotch 
where a sizable bulge enlarged his pants. They stood there looking at each 
other until Cindy finally came back from her dash to the bathroom. 

Shauna knew something had been going on between Janis and her mom, and she 
figured she had interrupted something pretty hot. She smiled back at the 
professor, and he winked at her again. It gave Shauna goose bumps again. 

Janis was still aroused, and Shauna didn't calm him. The hot young mother's 
response in their brief but sizzling embrace had left no doubt in his mind 
that he could fuck her. It was only a matter of timing, and he had known it 
since the first day of the semester- eager, responsive, smart. 

She had stayed after the very first class meeting to ask about a term paper 
project in Janis' anthropology course. He remembered sensing her sexuality 
and interest when she stood next to him at the lectern. Her pupils were 
dilated, her face flushed. Cindy walked with him as he left the classroom, 
hung back as he spoke with two other students, and rejoined him as he left 
the building. 

She walked and listened all the way to his car. She gladly accepted his 
offer of a ride home. During that ride, she smoldered in the car seat, and 
he caught her looking at him with that awed, lovesick look that he had seen 
from lots of other female students over the years. After that, Cindy was 
there after every class meeting, and the ride home was becoming a regular 
thing. 

Cindy was a sure fuck, he knew. Thinking about just how hot it might be with 
her kept him aroused. The little girl was a surprise bonus, and thinking 
about her was driving him crazy. Together, they overwhelmed his sexual 
fantasies. And, there was that one whispered moment with Cindy when he heard 
her call him "daddy". 

If she was hooked on the father-daughter thing, he had found his dream 
woman, he thought. And, if that really was Cindy leaving the porn shop, it 
probably meant she was hooked on porn and sex, or at least could be with the 
right partner. Cindy Poling seemed to offer total sexual abandon, and Janis 
wanted it. 

It was the first time he had seen a woman leaving the porn shop, but he 
couldn't be sure it had been Cindy. A notion to follow her entered his mind, 
but he shrugged it off and stepped into the porn store, smiling. 

"Wow! You're sure getting a better grade of customer today," said Janis, 
smiling at the gay clerk and nodding his head out towards the door. 

"She was shy," said the clerk, eyeing the handsome 40-something man with the 
charming smile. "Can I help you with something, honey?" 

"Just want to browse... say, you couldn't tell me what she just bought could 
you?" 

"You like her?" he asked, disappointed. "Oh my, another straight man. Too 
bad, honey, you're so cute... O.K., she bought a reader. Off that rack over 
there," said the clerk, pointing to the tall swivel-based rack that held all 
their incest-related books. 

Don's heart leaped when he saw the books in the rack. It was why he came to 
Doc Johnson's. They had the best selection of incest porn in town. New 
titles had just arrived, and slot in the rack was filled with incest night 
readers. There were two spaces where copies were missing, and he assumed the 
woman had bought one of them. The missing books were in a stack with the 
titles, "Fucking Her Daddy" and "Daddy's Girl". 

He felt his penis stiffening, picked up both and took them to the counter. 

"Oh, yeah, that's one of the ones she bought, 'Daddy's Girl'," said the gay 
clerk, smiling. "Bet you'd like to be her daddy, huh?" 

He laughed and paid quickly. The clerk didn't know just how close he was to 
the truth. Janis' cock was swelling again, and his mind was burning with 
lust. He wanted to get home where he could read the new book and imagine 
Cindy as his little girl in the book 

He rolled a huge joint, striped naked, put a favorite porn tape on his VCR, 
and reclined in bed with his book. His cock was already hard, and he began 
to stroke it as he started to read. The story was about a 12 year-old girl 
named Jennifer who was just awakening to sexual feelings. Her mother is 
divorced, and she has never known a father, but she becomes infatuated with 
her stepfather. 

It was a good fuck book, he thought as he stroked his screaming hard dick, 
thinking about how he would teach Shauna how to jack him off, how to suck 
his cock. Or, maybe Cindy would show her what to do. The thought turned his 
cock into steel. It was so hard it actually throbbed. 

There was a good jack-off passage in just about every Chapter, and he held 
off 

his orgasm as he sped through them. This book's little girl, Jackie, age 12, 
sneaked a peek at her new daddy's cock, big and hard, as her mother sucked 
it in the bedroom one night. She follows a classmate's directions and 
teaches herself to masturbate, thinking about how wonderful her stepfather's 
cock must feel. 

The book's narration shifts among the three characters, and the first 
section from the little girl's viewpoint makes Janis' balls begin to swell: 

"I could hardly look at my stepdad after the night I saw Mom sucking on his 
huge penis. All I could think about was his cock and how big it was, and how 
much my mother seemed to enjoy handling it and sucking on it. 

"Dad was standing there by the bed, naked, sideways to the partially open 
door where I crouched and watched. Mom was naked too, but she was on her 
knees in front of Daddy. 

"As I watched, Mom took a hold of his thing and pumped on it. She looked up 
to Daddy and said, 'Do you want me to suck your cock Daddy?' 

"Yes, baby, suck Daddy's dick," he whispered back to her, stroking her hair 
and looking down into Mom's eyes. I couldn't understand why she was calling 
him 'Daddy.' 

"Mom started licking it then and got kind of frantic, rubbing it all over 
her face, kissing it, and saying stuff like, 'I love daddy's cock.' 

"I was really excited by now, and reached down with one hand to play with 
myself. I didn't understand why Mom was calling him Daddy, but it gave me 
goose bumps every time she said it. Meanwhile, Mom had taken his penis into 
her mouth. She held it with her right hand, still pumping it, but my new 
daddy was also moving back and forth, pushing it in and out of her mouth 
too. 

"I was dying to see more, and my knees were wobbly from playing with myself. 
Then, I heard Daddy say, 'Let go, sweetheart. Let Daddy fuck you in the 
mouth.' 

"Mom mumbled as he took a hold of her head. She let go of his huge, purple 
cock, and he started fucking her mouth. It was incredible the way his cock 
made Mommy's mouth stretch and cheeks push out when he pushed it in. 

"I must have been close to having my first orgasm, because I lost my balance 
and bumped against their bedroom door, causing it to swing open another inch 
or two. 

"I was too scared to run, but, luckily Daddy was turned at an angle away 
from the door. He didn't see or hear anything. Mom did though, and she 
looked straight at me there in the door... her on her knees with her hair in 
a twin ponytail, Daddy's penis sawing in and out of her mouth. 

"She moved her eyes up and down, seeing I was naked. 

"I was so scared, I was about to run, but then Mom winked at me, closed her 
eyes and went back to concentrating on Daddy's dick in her mouth. 

"I got away quick then, but back in my room, I diddled my pussy and clitoris 
all night, dreaming of Daddy doing to me what I saw him doing to Mom. What I 
didn't understand was why Mom was calling him Daddy. And, Dad had called her 
'Daddy's girl' while I was peeping on them. 

"It really made me hot, though, because, if Mommy was Daddy's little girl, 
and he was having sex with her, then, maybe, he would want to do it with his 
other little girl, me. 

"I went to sleep with the vision of Daddy's big, hard penis dancing in front 
of my face." 

Janis could feel a cum rising in his own huge penis as he read the fuck book 
and stroked his cock. But he couldn't keep his mind on the little girl in 
the book, because little Shauna and her mother Cindy kept bursting into his 
sexual fantasies. 

It was more than that, though, he thought as he closed his eyes and 
remembered the kiss with Cindy in the kitchen, and the way little Shauna had 
wiggled away on his penis as she sat in his lap. He decided he would try 
more with her the next chance he had. He closed his eyes and imagined Shauna 
naked. He remembered the urgency of Cindy's reaction in the kitchen and her 
words. 

She had called him "Daddy" and thinking of that sent his cum spurting over 
his hard stomach. He noticed it came with unusual force, hitting his chin, 
and that there was a lot more than usual. He fantasized how Cindy would love 
his cum, lick it up and show her daughter how to make his cock spit at her. 

The thought made him hard again, and he started stroking again, but without 
the book. He closed his eyes and imagined fucking Cindy Poling and her 
daughter. 

 Chapter 6 

Shauna asks Mom about Daddy's dick 

Cindy Poling's clitoris was still throbbing and her mind was still on fire 
with lust. Her nipples were still erect, and even the light cotton dress she 
had thrown on when Shauna came home irritated them. 

She was glad her breasts had survived suckling Shauna, as had her lithe 
body. She had always believed it was because she was so young when Shauna 
was born. On the other hand, her mother's body was just like hers, and she 
had looked 19 when she was 40. Probably in the genes, just like everything 
else, she mused. 

They were small breasts, something Cindy was always happy about, mainly 
because she remembered her father telling her they were beautiful. They rode 
high on her chest, barely sagging a bit, and were crowned by large nipples. 

"Oh, sweetheart, I just love your little breasts," she remembered him 
saying, smiling down at her in the bathtub, and soaping her budding breasts 
with his bare hands. She remembered smiling back at him and how good it 
felt, and how much better it felt when he bent down and used his mouth on 
her little girl's nipples, big even then, sucking and licking each one in 
turn. It made her tender clitoris stir to think of it. 

Cindy's nipples, just like her mother's had been, were big around and stuck 
out even when not erect. When erect, they stood out a good half inch. They 
sat atop large, pink aureoles formed around the perfect little cones of her 
breasts. Shauna's were going to be exactly like hers, except that her 
nipples were darker, just like her hair and overall complexion. 

The girl had also inherited her mother's body- long and lithe, and, Cindy 
guessed, Shauna's body would retain the same underdeveloped, 
adolescent-looking body into her adulthood. She could look in the mirror and 
see Shauna's body as a grown-up woman. Long torso with small, high breasts, 
narrow shoulders with arms too long for her body, fingers too long for her 
hands. 

Long, thin legs and a high, round, tight and tiny butt. Cindy guessed her 
daughter would never have much pubic hair either, because her own had never 
developed into the kind of bushes she had seen in porn movies and on other 
women in school showers. Besides, even though Shauna was developing breasts, 
there was still no sign of public hair, at least that she had noticed, on 
her 12 year-old daughter. 

"Mom? Mom?" 

"Oh, sorry, honey. What is it?" Cindy asked, snapping back to reality. Her 
tall, gangly little girl had joined her in the kitchen after taking her 
school work to her room. She stood beside her mother now, looking as if she 
wanted to ask something, but was hesitant. 

"Mom... aaaaa..., can I ask you something?" she queried, looking up at her 
mother, then down as if embarrassed. 

"Of course, sweetheart, you know you can ask your mother anything don't 
you?" Cindy said, pulling the girl to her in a motherly embrace. She patted 
her back lovingly. 

"Mom, what... what does a man's, you know, penis, feel like?" 

Cindy was only briefly taken off guard. Actually she had expected Shauna to 
start asking more questions. Just two months ago, Shauna had asked about the 
"facts of life" and Cindy had explained as best she could and provided her 
daughter with the latest reading for adolescent girls on the subject. 

Still, she wasn't sure how to respond to this question. The last thing she 
wanted to do was avoid the subject. That's what her own mother would have 
done- ignore this question and maybe even scold her for asking it. She sure 
didn't want to treat Shauna that way, keeping her ignorant. 

"Well, honey, when the time comes, you'll just have to find out for 
yourself." 

"But Mom, none of the boys pay any attention to me. They think I'm ugly and 
skinny. I'll never be able to find out what one feels like. I'll never get a 
boyfriend," she whined, almost crying. 

Cindy smiled but instantly felt guilty, because she remembered that she had 
felt exactly the same way when she was Shauna's age. Her mother hadn't been 
any help, but she had Daddy Charles to make her feel better about being 
taller than all the boys her own age. She remembered they all liked the 
short, plump ones with bigger boobs. The boys didn't find out until after 
marriage and a kid that those girls turned into fat whales. It was the thin 
girls who would remain attractive as the years passed. 

She remembered coming home from school in tears one afternoon and running to 
Daddy Charles who embraced her and comforted her, holding her close and 
saying, "Don't worry, sweetheart, they don't know anything. Daddy thinks 
you're the most beautiful little girl in the whole world. It is sexy that 
you are tall... with those long, long legs." 

He would hold her on his lap, and she remembered how good it felt to be 
wrapped in his arms. She also remembered that the last few of those lap 
sessions had changed, just before the night her and Daddy got caught. 

Cindy remembered she had been feeling aroused ever since a girl at school 
had showed her a photo of a man and a woman having intercourse. The woman 
was straddling the man's lap, and there was a clear view of what Cindy 
thought was the largest penis possible, sticking right into the woman's 
vagina. 

When she came home that day after school, she had jumped into Charles' lap, 
threw her arms around his neck and proceeded to rub her little ass into his 
lap. She didn't know exactly what she was doing, but she had some idea after 
seeing the picture at school. 

Charles didn't say a word. Instead he had caressed her hair and whispered 
softly into her ear, "Yes, baby. Good girl." Then he shifted her on his lap 
a bit, so that her skirt rode up and her panties lay against his trousers. 
Then she could feel what she knew was his penis against her butt. Only a few 
layers of clothes kept it from touching her between the legs. 

Charles kept stroking her hair but he moved his hips too, slowly, so she 
felt the ridge of his penis sliding all over her pantied butt. She moved her 
ass back with him, and he whispered more: "That's it honey. Good girl. Yes." 

More would have happened then, Cindy knew, but the sound of her mother's car 
pulling into the drive interrupted them. Cindy was dying to do more, and 
Charles certainly hadn't discouraged a thing. 

She had no idea that her daughter had just recently experienced a similar 
scene with Professor Janis. 

She felt only guilt, because Shauna didn't have a daddy to comfort her like 
I did, she thought, feeling sad for her daughter. 

"Shauna, don't you worry about that. They'll all be after you before too 
long. The boys didn't like me when I was your age either," she said, but her 
words fell flat, sounded phony even as she said them. 

"Mom?" 

"Yes, honey." 

"Do you like Don?" 

Cindy smiled, suspecting what kind of connection Shauna made between the 
feel of a penis and the professor. It was the third time the gangly young 
girl had asked about Don Janis since meeting him that day after class. 

"Yes. I do like him, honey. Why do you ask?" 

"Oh, I just wondered... Mom?" 

"Yes?" 

"Does he let you feel his penis?" 

The question caught Cindy off guard again, and she hesitated for a moment, 
then remembered her promise to be completely open about sex with Shauna. 

"Well, actually honey, no he hasn't." 

"But you want to, right Mom?" 

"Umm... we'll see," she said, feeling uncomfortable now and wanting to end 
the conversation. 

Cindy was getting aroused again thinking about it. An image flashed behind 
her eyes as she looked at her daughter, trying to figure out what to say. 
She saw a flash of Don standing naked beside her bed, just as her daddy had 
stood all those years ago, enormous rigid penis waving over her face. 
Shivers ran up her stomach between her clitoris and nipples. 

Damn, she said to herself, this is horrible. I can't think about anything 
but sex. 

At that moment, burning with lust, she made her decision. She knew from his 
reaction to their moments of lust together in the kitchen last week that he 
would gladly let her feel his penis. She wanted to lick it too, though, and 
suck it, and have it up inside her. And, most of all, she wanted Don to be 
her daddy, just as she knew things would have been with her beloved step 
father, Charles. 

"Mom?" 

"Huh? Oh? Sorry, honey, I was just day dreaming." "Mom, do you think Don 
would let me feel his?" 

The question took Cindy's breath, for a second. She noticed it made her 
clitoris throb in a near-orgasmic spasm. 

"Well, I don't know, Shauna," Cindy answered quickly, "but men don't usually 
have little girls wanting to feel their penises. It isn't something you ask 
a man every day," Cindy said, wondering to herself if he would want sex play 
with such a young little girl. Her own father, Charles, had certainly been 
interested. But, she considered, it is illegal, and some men would be 
afraid. She didn't think Professor Janis would be afraid, and he might even 
want it. There was no doubt what Shauna wanted. 

"But I'll tell you what, if the subject ever comes up, I'll ask him for 
you," she said, promising her daughter something she knew was both forbidden 
and dangerous, but it was what she had wanted as a little girl. She knew 
Shauna wanted and needed a daddy too. 

"Really Mommy? Really!" exclaimed Shauna, eyes wide in wonderment that her 
mom actually agreed. She ran off down the hall and into the bathroom where 
she could rub her clitoris and think about Professor Janis' penis. 

Cindy sat at the kitchen table, closed her eyes and envisioned her new 
daddy, standing naked beside her bed, looking down on her while Shauna stood 
next to him, stroking his enormous erection, getting it ready for her mommy. 
The young mother could almost hear herself begging him: "Oh, please Daddy, 
give it to me. Please, Daddy..." 

 Chapter 7 

Shauna and Marsha play pussy rub 

Shauna Poling had been unable to think of anything but penises since 
Professor Janis had dry humped her as she sat on his lap. She day-dreamed 
about it and tried to imagine what his penis looked like. She wondered if it 
was like the ones in the pictures her friend Marsha brought to school- huge, 
incredible looking hunks of cock, pictured sliding into a woman's vagina. 

She thought especially of Professor Janis' penis though, the one she had 
felt rubbing against her butt. She wondered if his cock was as big as the 
ones in the pictures, and what it would feel like to suck on it or sit on it 
like the girls in her friend's pictures were doing. Heck, Shauna said to 
herself, I'd settle to just hold one. She wondered if she'd be able to get 
her hand around the professor's penis. 

The fact that her mom had said she would ask the professor someday if her 
little girl Shauna might see his penis and maybe even feel it made her 
clitoris erect all day and all night. 

Shauna got wet between the legs when she told Marsha at school the next day. 
So did Marsha. It was something they discovered they could do to each other 
without much effort. 

The two girls found a corner of the yard to themselves and sat in their 
school uniforms watching the other kids play. Shauna told her friend about 
her mom's promise. 

"You mean your mom is going to let you feel her boyfriend's cock?" asked the 
blue-eyed, blonde Marsha, wide-eyed and envious of her friend's good 
fortune. "My mom would never do that. Never." 

Marsha was almost a mirror image of Shauna, except she had Scandinavian 
complexion. She had the Scandinavian build too- tall and awkward-looking at 
age 12, just like her friend, complete with tiny but perky little breasts, 
long legs and a tiny butt. She was blonde though, including her eyebrows. 

"Well, she only said she'd ask him about it," admitted Shauna. "But I'm 
pretty sure he won't mind if she does ask him." 

"Why? What d'you you mean?" 

"Because, I sat on his lap the other night when mom was in the kitchen, and 
I felt it through his pants," Shauna explained. 

"Aww, that doesn't count. You probably felt his leg or something and just 
thought it was his penis." 

"Nope. I know because he took a hold of me by the butt and sort of turned me 
in his lap so that my skirt went up in back and my panties were right up 
against it. He even moved it back and forth, up and down my butt crack. He 
smiled at me and winked when mom called me to come help her," Shauna 
explained, leaving out how he had "shushed" her with a finger over his lips. 
It was supposed to be a secret. She wasn't sure why though. After all, the 
lanky seventh-grader figured, her mom was going to ask him if she could feel 
his cock, why not rub it through his pants like that? 

Marsha demanded details, so Shauna told her the whole story, about how he 
had moved her on his lap so that her skirt rode up and her ass crack was 
right on top of his penis. 

"You mean he had a hard-on?" asked Marsha. 

"Uh-huh, I mean, I guess he did. It felt pretty big." 

"Oh, silly, you know, like the guy in the pictures I showed you the other 
day. They get big and hard when they want to fuck," said the precocious 
blonde, getting excited herself over her friend's experience. Just saying 
"fuck" made her tight little pussy cream. 

"Well, anyway, when mom called us into the kitchen, he winked at me and put 
his finger up and went, 'Shhh..'" 

"Really? Gosh, I'll bet you can do a lot more with him besides just feel his 
cock." 

"Have you ever seen one?" asked Shauna. 

"Just my cousin Hars'. He's only seven, but his little pickle sure does get 
hard and stands right out. He plays with it all the time." 

"Have you touched it?" 

"Sure. As much as I want. He really likes me to play with it, but he's just 
too little and gets to be a real pest about it," Marsha continued. "I'll bet 
your mom's boyfriend's cock is huge compared to Hars'. Who is he anyway?" 

"He's one of mom's professor's at the university I think. I know mom likes 
him, because I caught them kissing all hot and all in the kitchen." 

"I'll bet they're gonna fuck," whispered Marsha, bending close to Shauna's 
ear. "Maybe they've already fucked." 

"I don't think so yet, but I hope they do. I'm just dying to get a look at 
his cock. I've just got to touch it." 

"Maybe you can do more than that, ever think of that?" asked Marsha whose 
own sexuality was beginning to kick into overdrive. Her pussy was getting 
wetter, just thinking about Shauna's good luck. 

"What d'you mean?" asked Shauna, turning her back to the playground, facing 
her friend. She proceeded to lift the front of her uniform kilt and rub her 
crotch through her panties in a way that no one could see but Marsha. Marsha 
had taught her the trick just a week ago. 

"You can probably watch him fuck your mom. Wouldn't you like to see that?" 
countered Marsha, trying to position herself so she too couldn't be seen, 
before sticking her right hand into her panties too. 

"God, yes. How?" 

"Hey, move over this way a little so I can do that too," said Marsha, moving 
Shauna to block the playground better with her back so that she could finger 
her pussy too. She hiked her skirt front and dipped her hand into the front 
of her white cotton panties. 

"Come on, how, Marsha, how can I watch them fuck?" asked Shauna, finger 
going faster on her clit. 

"Hmmm. Well, I'll have to think about it." 

They were interrupted by the recess bell and hurriedly straightened their 
skirts and headed back to the school building, both licking their fingers 
and smiling wickedly at each other as they joined the rest of the kids. 

"I'll think up something this afternoon, OK?" said Marsha as they stepped 
into the crowd of students heading inside the building. 

"Great!" chirped Shauna, happy because Marsha was the most devious and 
perverted girl she knew. Marsha would figure out a way she could watch her 
mom and Professor Janis fuck, and she would get to see her first penis. 
Would her mom let her suck on it, let him stick it into her virgin little 
cunt and fuck her too? She could hardly believe she would allow it, but she 
never figured her mom would promise to ask him about seeing and touching his 
penis either. 

Neither girl could pay attention in their 7th grade afternoon classes, 
because both were day-dreaming about sex. Shauna's slit stayed wet all 
afternoon, and she did a lot of squirming in her seat. 

Marsha's day-dreaming made her wet too, and by the end of the school day, 
she had figured out a scheme to help her friend... but for a price. She 
wanted to be in on the watching and, if possible, in on anything else that 
might happen with her mom and the professor. 

"No way, Marsha," said Shauna, shaking her head as they walked home 
together. "Mom would just kill me, and, we don't even know how Professor 
Janis is going to react. What if he gets mad?" 

"From what you said about sitting on his lap, he won't be getting mad. It's 
your mom we have to worry about I guess. But why would she care? She's going 
to let you touch his penis, why not more than that?" countered Marsha. 

"Well, maybe. We'll see. Let's hear how we're going to watch them doing it." 

"OK. Look, next time he goes out with your mom, you call me and I come over 
to stay the night. They come home and we're in bed, pretending to be fast 
asleep. We just wait awhile, then sneak out to watch them. We can play with 
each other while we watch. It'll be fun." 

"But what if mom or him sees us? What happens then?" 

"The way I figure it, we either get our first good lesson about sex or a 
good yelling at from your mom. But I bet he'll never say a word if he 
catches us watching, especially if we're naked and playing with our pussies 
so he can see us," said Marsha, her fantasies running full speed ahead. 

Marsha's plan scared Shauna, and she walked along in silence for awhile, 
thinking about it. She knew she could get in trouble with her mom, and 
bringing Marsha in on everything might make it worse. 

"What's the matter, Shauna, you're not going to chicken out are you?" 

"It's just so scary, Marsha. What if they get really mad and my mom tells 
your mom? What if it breaks up Mom and him?" 

"What if nothing. Listen, first of all, if we're careful, we won't get 
caught. Second, believe me, if this professor guy was willing to rub his 
cock on your butt, he sure isn't going to get mad seeing you naked, is he? 
Come on, here's our perfect chance to get a look at a man's dick, fucking, 
and maybe even sucking. God, I'm really getting hot, Shauna. Hey, how about 
stopping by my house. Mom won't be home for two more hours, and I know where 
she hides her porno pictures. You know, the ones I had the other day?" 

Shauna remembered, and she was dying to get another look at them, and maybe 
even play with herself like Marsha had shown her how to do. 

"Are you sure it's OK? Nobody home I mean?" 

"Mom never gets home until six or so. We can even look at one of her videos. 
I found them in her closet yesterday. They're really hot. Lots better than 
pictures," revealed Marsha. 

"Gosh. Really? What are they like?" asked Shauna, eagerly. 

"I only got to see part of one. It's name was "Spanked by Daddy" and it was 
about a girl who gets caught by her daddy playing with her pussy. He turns 
her naked over his lap and spanks her hard, but then he started putting his 
finger in her vagina, you know, from behind," explained Marsha. 

"Wow! Then what? What else?" 

"I don't know. It was time for mom to get home, so I put the tape back in 
her closet. Good thing too, because she walked in the door right after I 
left her bedroom," said the long-legged young blonde. She saw how eager her 
friend was to see the video and figured Shauna might even indulge in some 
pussy play. 

"Do you think we'll be able to see it today? Have we got enough time before 
your mom gets home?" asked Shauna, dying to see someone fuck. 

Shauna's question played right into Marsha's plan. She had noticed that 
Shauna was built just like her and had the same straight long hair. They 
were almost identical except that Shauna had black hair and dark eyes. They 
were the same height and were both underdeveloped compared to the other 
girls in class, several of whom had big breasts. Both girls had long torsos 
with tiny, high-placed breasts, long, thin legs and tiny butts. While the 
boys at school called them "storks" and ignored them, Marsha knew lots of 
older men looked at her like they looked at her mom. 

They had more in common too. Marsha also had a single mother. Marsha had 
never seen her father either and was starved for male attention, just like 
Shauna. They also shared a vigorous interest in sex, having just discovered 
their clitoris, vaginas and penises, mainly due to her mom's porn books and, 
now, the videos. 

Marsha unlocked the front door, and took her friend straight to her mother's 
bedroom where she had hidden her stash of pornography. She opened the closet 
and rummaged around on the top shelf for a second before pulling out a video 
cassette in a box covered with photos of women sucking men's penises and 
being fucked. 

"Come on, let's watch in my room," said Marsha, leading Shauna down the 
hallway and into her bedroom which was complete with her own television and 
VCR, along with dozens of huge stuffed animals, dolls and other little girl 
toys. 

"OK, Shauna, I'll show it to you, but only if you'll play with me and let me 
play with you," said Marsha, turning and holding the tape in front of her so 
Shauna could see the pictures on the box. 

"OK?" 

Shauna didn't hesitate. It sounded like fun to her, and, besides, the 
biggest picture on the box showed a girl with milky cum all over her face 
and a big penis touching her lips. 

"Yes. Let's hurry though, before your mom comes home," said the girl as she 
sat on her friend's bed and pulled her skirt up to reveal her white cotton 
panties. 

Both girls slipped out of their panties and leaned back against the bed's 
headboard and reached across each other to begin their pussy play. Marsha 
grunted as Shauna's finger found her clit, and she clicked the remote to 
start the video with one hand while her own finger landed on Shauna's erect 
clitoris. 

 Chapter 8 

Cindy Fucks Her New Daddy 

Cindy Poling tried to calm herself as she waited for Professor Janis in the 
hall after class. Her sexual obsession with had driven her here, and she was 
ready to make the first move. 

Once he gets a look at how I've dressed, he will also know why I came, and, 
I hope, he'll take it from there, she thought. If not, she didn't know what 
to do. She understood all professors were in a bind when it came to dating 
students, but she already knew Janis was interested. 

Their brief but red-hot embrace in her kitchen told her that much. She had 
nearly fainted as she felt his dick harden against her belly when she 
whispered "Daddy" in his ear. It had been a big risk, and it scared her to 
know she had taken it. But he had liked it, and it made her shiver as she 
tried to control herself. 

Cindy hoped he would noticed her in class that day and knew he had. He had 
barely stopped looking at her for 45 minutes. She wore one of those new 
school girl dresses that were popular- short, high-waisted little cotton 
girl dress. Bending over in one guaranteed a great show from the rear, and 
it was impossible to keep from showing panty in a banked lecture hall. She 
had added white anklets and black Mary Jane shoes. Her long reddish-black 
hair was tied in a pony tail that fell well below her slight shoulders. 

Beneath the cotton little-girl dress she wore a pair of white panties and a 
white girl's bra. It was the way she dressed on the day that fixed her 
obsession- the day Daddy Charles had played with her pussy in the bath. The 
day she had held her daddy's cock... She had to keep shaking herself 
mentally to remain focused on classroom reality. So, she had made sure her 
dress was up enough for him to see her panties during class. It made her wet 
when he fixed his eyes on her crotch several times during class. It 
obviously distracted him, and she did all she could to show him more. He 
looked relieved at the end of class and glanced at her and smiled as the 
students began milling out the door. He looked desperate and kept glancing 
her way. 

She watched as Prof. Janis spoke with each of the several students who 
approached him after class, answered their questions and smiled. It was 
obvious he enjoyed them all and that the students loved him. She reminded 
him even more of Daddy Charles from all those years ago, they way she 
remembered him, so gentle and kind, his big hands so warm on her body. She 
could feel her nipples erecting as she watched, waited and dreamed. Cindy 
closed her eyes and imagined Professor Janis standing over her by the bed, 
his penis hard in her hand, putting it into her mouth... 

"Ready Cindy?" 

He caught her by surprise in her daydream, and she blushed when she looked 
at him. She felt he was reading her mind, knew what she was thinking about, 
but she fell into step with him and they walked outside and through the 
wooded college campus toward the professor's car in the parking garage. 

He was talking as they walked, but she didn't hear anything. Her mind burned 
with desires kept at bay since she was a little girl, since the day her 
mother walked in just as she was about to take her father's penis into her 
mouth, maybe even into her vagina. 

Even in late afternoon, the parking garage was semi-dark, and when they 
reached the car he unlocked her door and opened it. She brushed against him, 
and a sharp searing heat passed between them. The brief touch melted her, 
and she simply leaned into his body, standing there by the car door. 

He didn't move, except to drop his case and wrap his arms around her. She 
did the same and moved her body hard against him, grinding her pelvis into 
his crotch, gluing her small breasts into his chest. He reached down, easily 
reached under her short dress, cupped her butt with both hands and ground 
back, making a deep but faint grunting sound. 

Daddy?" she whispered, barely audible, her eyes closed, her nose nuzzling 
against his neck as the sexual electricity built between them. "Are you my 
daddy?" 

"Hmmm, yes, baby. Daddy's here," he whispered back. "Give Daddy a kiss." 

It was what Cindy dreamed of hearing. It sounded so real, so tender, and she 
so longed to hear those words. She moaned as she attacked his lips with her 
own. Their lips mashed together, tongues alive in each other's mouth. He was 
dry fucking her now, pulling her tight butt against him. She could feel his 
cock against her pubic bone. She humped back, in rhythm with his motions. 

She broke away and attacked his neck whispering frantically into his ear, 
"Take me home, Daddy. Let's go home." 

"Yes," he hissed and shut the door behind her after sat down. The ride to 
her rental was only about six blocks, but it seemed to take forever. 

No word was spoken, but she scooted to his side and slid under his waiting 
right arm. She dropped her right arm to his leg and began rubbing his penis 
through his pants. He stroked her head gently as she found his penis and 
massaged it. The size and hardness of it made her shiver. 

"Good girl," he said softly, encouraging her exploration, and kissing her on 
the forehead. "Rub it for Daddy." 

She moved her hand lightly it up and down its entire length. It was big, 
just like she remembered Daddy's cock was all those years ago. Cindy's 
panties were soaked, and she started rotating her ass against the seat as 
she held Prof. Janis' penis through his pants. She was afraid to move, 
afraid to say anything... she didn't want to break the fantasy spell that 
had them tightly and maddeningly bound together at that moment. 

But she did start rubbing his cock harder. He stroked her hair more, kissed 
her again and whispered in her ear, "That's my girl. Yes, Daddy likes that. 
Do you like doing that, honey?" 

His voice was so gentle, so tender, so loving... his hand on her hair, ear, 
neck... his tender kisses gave her more goose bumps as she rubbed his big 
cock. 

It felt like it could be real, that he really was her daddy, the one whose 
cock she had almost sucked. She suddenly knew this man was it- the daddy she 
had always wanted, sharing her fantasies. 

"Uh huh, Daddy. I like it a lot... Daddy?" 

"Yes, baby," he said, turning away from her to park his Bronco in front of 
her house. 

"Are you going to be my daddy?" she asked, still rubbing his fat cock 
through his pants, but looking up into his face now as they pulled up at her 
house. 

"Oh, yes, sweetheart, if you want me to be. Do you want me to your Daddy?" 
he asked, really getting into the fantasy with her, cradling her face in his 
hands, kissing her lightly. 

"Oh, yes, yes, please, Daddy. I do. I want to be your little girl," she 
trembled as she said it, surrendering herself to her fantasy, trusting him 
now, because he played her game so well. 

He kissed her again, tenderly, on her forehead, and his hand went to her 
dress where he gently cupped her tiny titties. He kept his mouth an inch 
away from hers and stuck his tongue out. She did the same, and their tongues 
entwined, mouths open as she rubbed his cock faster and he found her 
distended nipples, sticking out from her tiny breasts. He broke it off. 

"Let's go inside. It wouldn't do for neighbors to see a girl doing this with 
her daddy," he said, falling deeper into the fantasy's spell. 

She slid out his side and they nearly ran to the house. Cindy barely got the 
door closed before Professor Janis was behind her, fitting his hips up 
against her ass and reaching around her to cup her breasts, one in each 
hand. 

She moaned and fell against him, pushing back as he dry humped her slowly 
from the rear. She was as tall as Janis, and her ass was at just the right 
place to feel his hardon, even through his clothes and her frock and 
panties. 

Her brain burned with lust, and she uttered a low moan while pushing against 
his crotch with her butt. She moved from side to side to position his penis 
in the crack of her ass. 

His hands were inside her dress, under her cotton bra now, and he trapped 
her nipples between his fingers as he cupped her tiny, still-pert breasts. 
She moaned, "Oh, yes, Daddy, yes." 

She leaned back against his chest and he ravished her neck and her ears, 
whispering as he was doing it: "Do you need a Daddy, sweetheart?" 

"Ngh..." Cindy couldn't talk, couldn't answer. They were the words she 
longed to hear. She was going to have a daddy, and he was going to do to her 
what she had desired, obsessed about. Her mind was overwhelmed by it... but 
Janis kept whispering to her... 

"You want me to be your daddy? You like Daddy to hold your breasts?" 

He removed one hand from under her bra and ran it down her belly, grinding 
now against her as she pushed back and kept his rhythm. 

"Yes, Daddy! Be my daddy, please, please!" she cried, finally, as his hand 
lifted her cotton dress, ran up her thighs and teased her pubis through her 
panties. 

She parted her legs, spreading her feet slightly to allow him access to her 
crotch. His fingers were teasing lightly over her vagina, and she could 
hardly stand it. 

Suddenly, he broke away, pushed her away from him and spun her around to 
face him, holding her by her shoulders and staring into her eyes. The sexual 
tension between them was overwhelming. The fact that they were both locked 
into their roles as father and daughter was as real as Janis' hard dick, 
Cindy's wet panties. 

"OK, Cindy, take your hand and rub Daddy's cock like you were doing in the 
car," he ordered. 

"Yes, Daddy, yes I'll rub your cock Daddy," she mumbled as she reached for 
his crotch, found his cock and started rubbing it through his pants. "Like 
this, Daddy?" 

"Yes, baby. That's it. See what you've done to Daddy's cock?" 

"Yes, Daddy. It's big and hard isn't Daddy?" 

"That's right sweetheart. Big and hard, and it wants a little girl," he 
said, running his hands down her shoulders to her breasts again. He cupped 
her tiny breasts and squeezed them gently. 

"Do you want to come into the bedroom with Daddy?" he asked. 

"Oh, yes, Daddy. Please," she begged. 

Without a word he turned and led her down the hall and into the young 
mother's bedroom. The curtains were closed, but the late afternoon light 
created a soft yellow glow in the bedroom. He led her to the side of the 
bed, then turned to her and ordered to take off her clothes. 

"Take off your dress for Daddy," he said, sitting down on her bed as he 
unbuttoned his shirt. 

She stood facing him and unbuttoned the top few buttons before reaching down 
and pulling the cotton frock over her head. She was left standing in her 
tiny little girl panties and bra, white anklets and Mary Janes. 

He stood slowly, eyes raking her body. He pulled off his shirt and tossed it 
on the bed, then moved closer to her. 

"Here baby, let Daddy unfasten your bra," he said, reaching for her and 
pulling her into his bare, hairy chest. There wasn't much to the snap on 
this tiny bra, and he had it off in seconds and was cradling her tiny bare 
breasts, rolling her nipples again between his fingers. She wobbled and 
moaned some more. "Oh, Daddy, that feels so good..." 

"Now, take off your panties for Daddy," he said, pushing her back and 
returning to his seat on the bed. 

"O.K. Daddy," she said, turning and slipping her thumbs under the elastic 
band of her panties, relishing this scene, the one she had wanted for so 
long. She pushed them down over her ass and let them drop to her ankles. She 
stepped out of them and straightened, baring her hairless pubic mound to his 
view for the first time. 

Janis smiled and said: "Oh, Daddy just loves your bare pussy honey. Keep it 
that way for me, OK?" 

"I will Daddy, just for you Daddy... Oh!" she gasped as his finger lightly 
teased across her exposed labia. 

Cindy smiled and nodded, aroused even more. She was dying for him to fuck, 
to bare his cock, to stick it into her mouth, her pussy, her asshole. All 
she could do was stand there, trembling before his gaze. 

"Now, don't turn around, honey. Bend over for Daddy. Show Daddy your little 
pussy," he told her, voice almost a whisper now. He had begun disrobing as 
he watched. 

She turned and bent at the waist before his gaze. She felt totally exposed 
to him and totally in his power now, on fire with lust, knowing she was 
showing her pussy to her daddy. She looked back to see his pants and 
underwear drop in one move. His cock was huge, just like she remembered 
Daddy Charles' penis had been. 

He approached her from behind as she craned her neck around to watch him, to 
soak in the sight of his erection. When she did, she saw him move up behind 
her and felt his hands grab her hips. 

"Here baby, move here to the bed and bend over it," said Daddy Don. "That's 
it, now put your hands on the bed and hold yourself up for Daddy. And spread 
your legs a little for me." 

Cindy did as told. She started to turn and look again, but Daddy Don stopped 
her. 

"Smack!" Cindy jumped when his hand hit her bare ass. "Don't turn around or 
Daddy'll have to spank you good. OK?" 

"OK Daddy! Please Daddy, don't hit me again!" she pleaded but kept her head 
straight ahead, even when she felt his hands moving around her ass and down 
to her vagina. 

"There, "he said. "That's a good girl. What a pretty pussy you have for 
Daddy. Daddy's gonna play with it now," he said from behind her. 

"Ohhhh, Daddy, that feels so gooood... Oh, Daddy!" His fingers racked her 
clit, teased her labia and all around her bare slit to her asshole. Then, 
she felt his breath and gasped as he buried his face in her displayed cunt. 

Cindy began climaxing when he wrapped his lips around her clitoris and 
tickled its tip with his tongue. Her body shook violently as she came, 
moaning and babbling. 

"Daddy, oh, Daddy. Cumming Daddy! Cumming!" 

She was still shaking when he suddenly pulled away from her and ordered her 
onto the bed. 

"Get on your back. Spread your legs. Daddy has to fuck his little girl right 
now," he commanded. 

She spread her legs and watched her daddy move to the side of the bed, 
stroking his fat, hard penis as he looked at her body, then into her eyes. 
He stood near her head, jacking his cock slowly as he spoke, just as Cindy 
had dreamed he would. 

"You want Daddy to fuck you sweetheart?" he said, smiling down at her 
tenderly and reaching with his free hand to stroke her hair. Bending 
forward, he now stroked his cock only inches from Cindy's face. 

"Kiss it for Daddy," he ordered, watching her intense focus on his cock. 

She kissed it, then licked it and raised her head to gobble it into her 
mouth, but Don pulled away and ordered her to lay her head back on the 
pillow again. 

"Do you know what Daddy's going to do now honey?" he asked, moving onto the 
bed and between her legs on his knees, still stroking that huge dick. 

"No Daddy. What Daddy? What?" she begged, nearly frantic again, her pussy on 
fire. Here lips burned where they had touched his cock. 

"Why, Daddy's going to fuck his little girl now. Does Daddy's girl want 
Daddy to fuck her?" 

"Oh yes Daddy, yes, yes..." 

"Say please then. Say, 'Please fuck me Daddy.'" 

"Please fuck me Daddy," she said in a low voice, watching as he moved his 
dick to touch the entrance to her vagina. "Please Daddy..." 

Her words caught in her throat as she felt his cock sliding into her. Little 
by little, he moved it in, then pulled out and pushed in a little more. 
Finally, she felt his body against her and his balls laying against her 
asshole. She was filled with her daddy's cock and he was starting to fuck 
her. She couldn't think, speak or do anything except respond to the huge 
hardness that was filling her insides. 

"Ohhhhh, Daddy... It's so good. Please Daddy, fuck me. Fuck me Daddy!" 

"O.K. baby doll, Daddy's gonna fuck his little girl good now. Here goes 
honey," he said and started banging her hard and fast. "Daddy's fucking his 
little girl good now." 

"Yes, yes, yes... oh, Daddy, please fuck me, fuck me, fuck me Daddy..." 

Neither of them had given a thought to Shauna, and neither of them heard the 
door open. But Shauna sure got her ears full and was about to see what she 
had been dreaming of for days. 

 Chapter 9 

Shuana gets her wish 

When Shauna left Marsha's house, she was extremely aroused from the 
pornography, their pussy play and Marsha's plans to get their hands on her 
mother's boyfriend's penis- or at least get a good look at it. 

Shauna was scared that her mom wouldn't like what Marsha proposed, but 
Marsha was right about one thing- the worst thing that could happen would be 
that her mom would say no and get mad. But Shauna knew her mother never lost 
her temper and had always been especially open about sex. Besides, she had 
promised to ask him about letting Shauna get acquainted with her first 
penis. 

The 12 year-old girl was running the plan through her head as she ran up the 
sidewalk to the front door. She noticed the professor's car parked out 
front, but she was confused by the voices she heard when she walked into the 
house. 

"Oh, Daddy, please, please fuck me Daddy!" 

Shauna heard her mother cry out from the bedroom. She didn't understand and 
wasn't sure whether to run and call the police or what. The second voice 
answered her question. It was the professor, for sure. She recognized his 
voice, but it sounded different... deeper, lower, slightly gruff. 

"Yes, baby, Daddy's fucking you now. Daddy's gonna fuck his little girl a 
lot from now on. You like that sweetheart? You want Daddy to fuck you a 
lot?" 

"Oh yes, Daddy. Oh, Daddy, it's so big Daddy. Yes, yes, Daddy, you can fuck 
me all you want. My pussy belongs to you Daddy, only you! Please Daddy, 
ooohhhhh." 

Shauna sneaked down the dim hallway toward her mother's bedroom. The voices 
got louder as she neared the door and saw it was standing wide open. Her 
mother had stopped talking now and all Shauna could hear was the bed 
squeaking and a bumping sound in the same rhythm as the bed squeaks. She 
could hear her mother grunting and mumbling the same thing over and over: 

"Fuck me Daddy, fuck me Daddy, fuck me Daddy, fuck me, oh, Daddy, 
Daaadeeeee..." 

Shauna was dying to peek around the corner and into the room, but she didn't 
want to get caught. She got down on her hands and knees and slowly edged to 
the doorway. "Good girl. That's my girl. Take Daddy's dick, baby, take 
Daddy's big hard dick," growled the professor just as Cindy stuck her head 
far enough out to get her first look at the action. What she saw made her 
reach under her skirt with one hand while still using the other to prop up 
her shoulders. She dug directly into her panties and found her clitoris. 

"Yes, Daddy... uhnnn... oh, Daddy it feels so good, so good," said Cindy, 
reaching up and cradling the professor's face that hovered over hers. "Oh, 
Daddy, I love you Daddy, I love you so much. I've dreamed about this for so 
long Daddy." 

"Oh, baby doll, Daddy loves his little girl too. Yes he does," said the 
Professor who changed his pumping to a different rhythm. "I dreamed of this 
too baby, having my own special little girl to fuck." 

As his humping rate increased, the bumping noise Shauna heard changed too, 
and she saw it was her mother's head, banging against the headboard of the 
bed as Professor Janis banged away atop her mom. He was exerting a lot of 
force, and Cindy's head was banging the headboard harder with each pump. 

Shauna couldn't see much except her mother's head and the professor's back 
and butt. It was flexing as he moved back and forth, fucking her mother, 
just like the men in the porno movies she saw at Marsha's. 

But Shauna couldn't see what she was dying to see- his big hard cock- the 
one she had felt when she sat on his lap. She guessed by the way they were 
carrying on, they wouldn't notice her if she stood up to get a better view. 

Shauna slowly rose at the edge of the door way. When she was all the way up, 
she could see her mom's face- it was red and her face was contorted in 
either agony or ecstasy, the girl couldn't tell which. She guessed it must 
be ecstasy the way her mom kept begging Professor Janis to fuck her. 

"Oh Daddy, you fuck me so good. Don't stop Daddy, don't stop fucking your 
little girl... Oh, so good Daddy, so good..." 

"Daddy wants to cum now, baby. You ready for Daddy's cum?" he asked as he 
fucked her even harder and faster. 

"Oh yes, Daddy, please cum. I want to see it Daddy, please, please let me 
see you cum.." she begged as he fucked harder and faster. 

"OK, sweetheart, Daddy's gonna pull his dick out. When I do, you jack Daddy 
off, OK?" 

"Oh yes, Daddy, yes, cum Daddy, now! I want to taste it Daddy!" 

Those words pushed the professor over the line and he backed out of the 
young mother's cunt, leaving her bare pubis gaping and leaking her own 
fluids. He raised onto his knees on the bed, his own hand pumping his cock 
as Cindy squirmed to change her position. 

Shauna's eyes widened then, because the professor turned his body and she 
saw his cock. It was huge and red and it seemed to be jerking up and down on 
its own. Her mom quickly scrambled around on all fours, grabbed his cock, 
opened her mouth and started pumping on it. 

"Here Daddy cums, honey. Here Daddy comes!" groaned her new Daddy. 

Cindy didn't get a chance to respond because thick white goo erupted as she 
pumped even harder. It hit her on the nose, the eyes and, finally, she got 
it aimed into her mouth. She gulped his cum, then licked his cock all over 
like it was a popsicle. 

Shauna felt a climax of her own beginning as she saw spurts of white cum 
shooting into her mother's mouth, dripping down her chin. She knelt before 
the professor on the bed, still pumping his cock as she took it into her 
mouth to finish the job. 

"Oh, that's a good girl. Good girl. You make Daddy feel so good," he 
praised, looking down and putting his hands on Cindy's head as she kept 
moving her mouth up and down on his cock. 

"Come up here honey, and give Daddy a kiss," he said, pulling here head off 
his cock which still quivered, hard as a rock. 

Shauna's orgasm peaked as she saw the monster again in clear view, free of 
her mother's mouth and hand. 

"Ugh... oh, oh..." she moaned, trying to stay quiet as she shook with her 
best orgasm yet. It just kept going, and her knees buckled. 

While her mother had her back to the door and couldn't see Shauna, Professor 
Janis was facing directly toward the door, on his knees kissing her mother 
and rubbing his cum into her face with his fingers. Cindy's hand had found a 
home around the professor's still-harder cock. They knelt there, facing each 
other, trading tongues as his hands rolled her nipples and cupped her small 
breasts. 

Janis' position was such that when he heard a slight noise at the door, he 
glanced over to see Shauna, standing half-way into the room, her hand in her 
panties, shaking in what he guessed was an orgasm. It only made his cock 
pulse into an even harder state in Cindy's loving hand. 

Janis took his eyes off Cindy for another second and winked at Shauna who 
was recovering from her loss of control. She almost gasped out loud when she 
realized the professor had seen her, but she quickly regained her composure 
and ducked back to the edge of the door to watch in a less obvious position. 

The site of the 12 year-old girl with her skirt up and hand in her panties 
aroused the professor to new heights. His cock was still as hard as steel, 
and it wanted more pussy. 

Her mom and the professor rolled back down on the bed, facing each other as 
they lay on their sides. Cindy lifted her top leg to allow his hand into her 
crotch. Her hand was back on his cock, gently holding it, jacking it slowly 
while they gazed at each other. He reached over and stroked her tenderly on 
the face with is free hand, and she rubbed her other hand on his chest full 
of graying hair. 

They were both recovering from the full shock of the lust their fantasies 
had stimulated. They had fed on each other, driving themselves to the most 
sexually aroused state either had ever experienced. 

Cindy's brain whirled as she felt the heat of his incredibly hard cock still 
pulsing in her hand. She couldn't believe it had never softened after his 
first cum. Now, his fingers were lightly rimming around her labia, slipping 
into her wetness and raking gently over her tender clitoris every now and 
then. Each time, it made her shudder in another near climax. 

They just lay like that for a long time, gazing into each other's eyes. They 
were both trying to figure out what to say about their new relationship. 
Only the professor was aware of Shauna's continued presence at the door, but 
he couldn't take his attention away from Cindy to look that direction again. 

They hadn't spoken a word for 10 or 15 minutes, and both were still aroused 
and ready for more. 

"Put it in for me, sweetheart. Daddy's cock wants his little girl again," he 
whispered to her, still stroking her hair and face. 

"Yes, Daddy," whispered the young mother. She scooted closer to him and 
slipped an inch or two of his cock into her slit. 

"Ah, that's a good girl. Now, don't move. Just lie there with my cock inside 
you. Yes, that's it," Janis said as he humped forward and slowly, very 
slowly, slipped his entire 8 inches into Cindy as they held each other's 
gaze. When he couldn't go any farther, she closed her eyes and moved her 
head to his lips, her tongue out, searching like a serpent's. He answered 
with his own tongue. They opened their eyes and watched their tongues 
dueling. 

"Oh my god, honey. I love fucking my little girl. Daddy's gonna fuck you a 
lot from now on." 

"Oh, yes, Daddy. I need you so bad. I waited for you for so long. You have 
to fuck me a lot to make up for all those years Daddy. I'll make you happy 
Daddy, I will," said Cindy, gasping as he pulled nearly all the way out of 
her then rammed it home again. 

She cuddled into his chest, laid her head in the crook of his neck and stuck 
a thumb in her mouth. He was fondling her tender nipples now and fucking 
slowly, barely moving his cock into and out of her cunt. He moved his head 
so he could see Cindy sucking her thumb while being fucked. 

Meanwhile, out in the hall, Shauna couldn't stand any more. She had to go 
somewhere and masturbate. She had finally had a good view of the professor's 
cock sliding into and out of her mother. 

She had no idea that Janis had arranged the side position with her mother's 
back to the door, knowing that Shauna would be able to see his cock going 
into her mother. She had, and it made the girl frantic with desire. 

Shauna moved quickly to the bathroom, quietly closed the door, lifted her 
skirt and dropped her panties. She sat on the toilet and began fingering 
herself, closing her eyes to remember every detail of what she had seen- 
Don's enormous cock, pulsing and sliding into her mother's vagina; the way 
his cum had spurted over her mother's face and how her mom had sucked his 
cock and eaten his jism. 

It didn't take Shauna long to reach the edge of orgasm again, only this time 
she began shuddering when she remembered how her mom had been calling him 
"Daddy" and how he had called her mother his "little girl" and "Daddy's 
little girl." 

She pictured herself in the bed with him, on her side like her mom had been, 
one leg raised to provide him with access to her cunt. A jealous twinge 
overcame her. I ought to be his little girl, not Mom, she thought greedily. 
After all, I am the little girl, not mom. 

Shauna grunted a little grunt as she came this time, trying to imagine how 
holding "Daddy's" cock would be, how it would feel going into her own vagina 
as she had seen it go into her mother's. 

Shauna wasn't sure what to do. Should she just start making noise to let her 
mom know she was home? Or, should she do what she was dying to do- go back 
and watch some more and maybe walk right into the room and ask her mom about 
her promise. 

There was also the Marsha option. She could run to her friend's house, tell 
her what she had seen and bring her back to get a peek. Shauna decided 
against that. She wanted the professor to herself- well, at least to herself 
and her mom. 

Jealousy flared again in her pre-teenage mind, but her sexual arousal 
obliterated it. She decided to go stand in her mother's bedroom door, play 
with her pussy some more and hope her mom wouldn't get mad. Shauna decided 
to ask her mom to make good on her promise. 

Would Mom really ask "Professor Daddy" to let Shauna hold his penis? 

She slipped her panties off again but tossed them in the dirty clothes this 
time. Heart pounding and feeling wet and hot between her naked thighs, she 
tip-toed back down the hall and slipped slowly into the doorway, raised her 
skirt and started fingering herself again, making herself jump as she 
touched her tender and aroused clitoris. 

Just as she did that, her mother switched around on the bed, rolled onto her 
stomach, head facing directly at the door and called to "Daddy" again. 

"Fuck me from behind, Daddy," she said, moving a pillow under her hips so 
her butt stuck up in the air. Janis moved behind her quickly, his big cock 
waving and glistening with Cindy's cunt juice. Her parted her legs even 
wider and Shauna saw his cock disappear into her mother's pussy doggy style. 
That's what Marsha had called it when a couple did it that way in the porn 
videos. 

"Ohhhh, Daddy, it's so good," moaned Cindy. 

"Yes, baby, Daddy's gonna fuck his little girl this way now," said Janis and 
he began fucking her with long, hard strokes. "Someday, maybe Daddy will 
fuck you in the ass." 

It was about then that Cindy opened her eyes and saw Shauna standing in the 
doorway, skirt hiked up, no panties and hand playing with her pussy. 
Professor Janis saw her too, at about the same moment. Reality came down 
hard on Cindy when she realized what was happening. 

"Ohhh! Shauna... oh no," yelped Cindy. But she was pinned under her Daddy, 
and he had shoved his cock in as far and as hard as he could when he spotted 
the girl in the doorway. He ground away at her, his groin against her butt, 
his full 8 inches buried in her cunt. 

"No, Shauna, no..." but the young mother's protests were cut short as her 
daddy's long dick hit bottom, making her entire body shudder each time he 
stroked her. 

"Uh, uh, uh," Cindy grunted with each powerful thrust. She closed her eyes, 
shutting Shauna from her mind for the moment. All she could think of was 
Daddy's big dick pounding away at her insides, and the words she heard on 
each thrust. Yet another climax shuddered through her body. 

"Mmmm, Daddy's gonna cum now Cindy, honey. Daddy's gonna cum again," he 
grunted. "Here it is baby, just for my little girl..." 

Cindy just kept her eyes closed until she felt him pull out of her. She 
reached back in attempt to grab her daddy's cock, but all she got was a 
spurt of cum on her arm. She felt more hit her butt and back. Shauna's voice 
broke the moment. 

"Gee, that was neat. Mom, did you ask him yet? Can I touch it now?" 

 Chapter 10 

Shauna Gets Hot Lessons 

The last spurt of goo pumped from Don Janis's throbbing penis splattered 
onto Cindy's arm as she reached back behind her, and sexual electricity in 
the room reached yet another peak. 

Daddy Don's cock, having already spewed two loads of cum, was still rock 
hard and twitching as he watched Cindy's 12 year-old daughter's eyes locked 
onto his penis. Janis was overwhelmed by the situation and had lost all 
control. The same was apparently true for Cindy. He knew she had seen Shauna 
in the doorway, skirt up, no panties and playing with herself as he fucked 
her mother from behind. He also knew she had allowed it to continue, even 
now as he kneeled there on the bed with his hard penis waving and wet from 
Cindy's juices and his own cum. What really made his cock stay hard was 
Shauna's question. 

"Please mom. Can I touch it now," said the girl, moving closer to the bed, 
eyes still locked onto Janis' cock, one hand still glued to her pussy and 
clitoris. Her hand moved faster in her crotch as she got closer and closer 
to the bed. "You promised you'd ask." 

But Cindy remained immobile and unable to speak, as if frozen there on her 
hands and knees, ass in the air with her daddy's cum glistening on her butt 
and back. She was still groping behind her back, trying to find his cock. 
She felt his hand take hers and guide it to his member. It was still as hard 
as a rock, and that fact nearly made Cindy climax again. She saw Shauna 
moving toward the bed, heard her speak, but the words didn't register. The 
27 year-old mommy was still lost in her fantasy, and she had her daddy's 
cock in her hand, his cum on her body. 

Shauna, ever-brave when it came to her new-found sexual interest, kept 
coming closer and closer. Finally, she was right next to the bed, her legs 
touching it, her skirt up, hand in her crotch. 

"Can I Mom? Can I touch it? Can I make it cum like that? Can I touch his 
cum?" Shuana kept asking. It was the most exciting thing the young girl 
could have ever imagined, and she couldn't take her eyes off of Daddy Don's 
cock, all wet and goo-covered. Her mother's hand kept pumping as the couple 
remained there on the bed, letting Shauna see what she wanted. 

Cindy's hand squeezed a final goblet of cum from Daddy's cock and it ran 
down her fingers. Her face was nearly buried in the bed clothes, her chest 
flattened against the sheets, her ass still propped up with pillows to give 
her daddy easy access. 

Still getting no reply from her mother, Shauna turned to the professor, the 
man her mommy had kept calling "Daddy." It was something she still didn't 
understand, but if it was OK with her mom and obviously it was just fine 
with him, then it was just dandy with Shauna too. In fact, it was kind of a 
dream come true for Shauna- a daddy and a cock all in one nice man. She 
managed to tear her eyes away from his cock for a moment and looked him in 
his eyes as he knelt behind her mother. He was rubbing his cum into her butt 
and back now with his hands, and Cindy continued to pump his hard dick from 
her awkward position. 

"Daddy?" asked Shauna, uncertain that it was the right thing to say. Could 
she call him that? 

Janis suddenly jerked his hips forward at her question. He began fucking 
Cindy's grasping hand and making what Shauna thought were odd noises. He 
made a low sound and returned the girl's gaze as he fucked her mother's 
hand. If Cindy wasn't going to answer her, he decided he would. 

"Uh, yes, honey. Come a little closer and you can see Daddy's cock better," 
he said, dying to stick it into the little girl's mouth and tight little 
slit. 

Cindy, so vocal during the playing out of her sexual fantasy, was now silent 
as her daddy fucked her hand and her daughter moved even closer to get a 
good look. Cindy's conscience was beginning to fade as she felt Don's hands 
rubbing his cum into her body. Her fantasy had come true. She was having sex 
with her daddy. But she had never seen Shauna as part of this dream until 
the girl had asked about Daddy Don's penis. Involving her daughter with 
Daddy sexually turned her on, made it even hotter. She made what decision 
there was left to make, raised her head and turned it to look at Shuana. 

"Go ahead Shauna. You don't mind do you Daddy?" Cindy asked. 

"No baby. Yes, Shauna, you go right ahead and get a good look. You can touch 
it if you want to," he said. 

He felt Cindy's grip on his cock tighten when he said that, but then her 
hand was gone and she was rolling over in the bed, moving to watch Shauna 
touch her first cock. She returned her hand when she sat upright facing her 
daddy and Shauna. She continued to pump it and began speaking as if the 
scene were the most normal event in the world, teaching her little girl 
about sewing or the like. 

"Here Shauna, take hold of it like this and pump it up and down like I'm 
doing," she said, reaching out with her free hand and guiding Shauna's hand 
to her daddy's dick. 

Shauna didn't say a word as her mother guided her hand to his cock, but she 
nearly peed when she finally made contact with it. Her mother put her hand 
on top of Shauna's, wrapping her fingers around Shauna's and then moving the 
girl's hand up and down, teaching her how to jack off her daddy. 

It was their daddy's turn to remain silent now. Everything was moving so 
fast, and he wanted to savor every moment. He wished he could cum again 
right that second as Shauna quickly learned her mother's cock-jacking 
lessons. He felt Cindy let go of her daughter's hand, and Shauna took over 
all on her own. He looked at Cindy and saw her eyes fixed on the scene, She 
was sitting cross-legged on the bed, her pussy exposed. One of her hands 
dropped to it and she started fingering herself. 

"Ooo, that's good Shauna. Just like that. Jack Daddy's cock good now," he 
said, reaching over to her and stroking her hair as Cindy watched and 
diddled herself. He arched is back so his cock stuck out farther for the 
girl. "Now take your other hand and play with Daddy's balls." 

"Can I call you Daddy too, like mom does?" she asked, concentrating on 
pumping his penis and fondling his scrotum at the same time. She bent closer 
to get a better look. She looked up for a moment, turning to her mother and 
asked her the same question: "Is it OK Mom? Can he be my daddy too?" 

"Yes, Shauna. If he wants to be your daddy, it is fine with me. You need a 
daddy, don't you?" Cindy countered. 

"Oh, yes, mommy! I do! Will you be my daddy too? Can I call you Daddy? 
Please." She turned to look at Janis again, pumping his cock all the while. 
She learned quickly. In a sudden flash of brilliance, Shauna bent and licked 
the head of his cock, wiping a light trail of cum up and into her own mouth. 

"OOO... that's nice baby... yesss... Yes, I want you to call me 'Daddy' just 
like you mommy does, but if I'm going to be your daddy, don't you think you 
ought to let Daddy see you naked too?" 

Janis looked toward Cindy to see if she would object, but she didn't. She 
nodded. 

"Yes, Shauna, take off your clothes," ordered Cindy. "If you really want to 
learn about a man's penis, Daddy and I will teach you, won't we Daddy:?" 
Cindy could hardly believe the words were coming from her mouth, but down 
deep she knew she had made this decision that day in her kitchen when Shauna 
asked to see his cock. Involving Shauna in her sexual relationship with Don 
turned her on. 

Janis nodded and added: "Yes, Daddy's gonna teach his little girls all about 
taking care of his dick today. How does that sound to you, sweetheart?" 

Shauna's affirmative replies were muffled as she pulled her skirt over her 
head and started unbuttoning her blouse, revealing a white cotton camisole 
which she proceeded to rip off over her head., finally revealing the tiny 
breasts that Janis so wanted to suck, lick, fondle... 

Meanwhile Cindy took over for Shauna on Daddy's cock. She held it and jacked 
it gently as they watched the 12 year-old girl tossing her clothes aside. 
She felt her daddy's cock throb as he soaked in the sight of Shauna standing 
before him totally naked. She took the cue and jacked a bit faster, then 
looked up at him and said: 

"Yessss, Daddy, look at your daughter now. Do you like her Daddy? Do you 
want to fuck her Daddy?" 

Janis' face contorted and he humped Cindy's hand in even higher arousal in 
response to her question. 

"Do you Daddy? Would you like to fuck your little girl Shauna? Come on 
Daddy, what do you want to teach us first?" Cindy turned her attention to 
his cock, twisted her face and curled her tongue outside her lips as she 
jacked him even faster, hoping to make him cum now that he seemed so near. 
She bent and licked it too, just as Shauna had. 

Finally, he calmed enough to reach down and grab Cindy's wrist. He stopped 
her movement and gathered his wits. It was clear to him now that Cindy and 
Shauna were his to do with as he pleased. The mere thought nearly made him 
shoot, but he held it back when he stopped Cindy's pumping hand. 

What Janis really wanted was to jump the girl and fuck her like a mad man, 
but he knew this was something special so special that it was worth dragging 
out and playing out some scenes he had read in adult novels that he loved. 
It was Shauna who broke the silence and Cindy who took over the 
decision-making. 

"Daddy, can I help Mom now?" she said, placing one knee on the bed and 
starting to climb up with them. 

Janis saw her hairless mound and tight-lipped vagina as she spread her legs 
to boost herself onto the bed. He groaned as his eyes swept over her tiny 
breasts, capped with large, cone-shaped nipples like her mother's. 

"Yes, Shauna, you take hold of my cock now, but I want you to lay back on 
the bed with me. Come," he said, pulling her down beside him as he reclined. 
He pulled Cindy to the other side and told her to watch. 

"Now, Daddy's going to feel your body while you hold onto his cock. You just 
keep holding it now, don't jack it- that's it- now, give Daddy a kiss." 

Shauna came to his lips without hesitating, but she was surprised when he 
rammed his tongue into her mouth and started moving it in and out in fucking 
motion. As he did this, his left hand started at her face and slowly moved 
along her neck to her shoulders and down her arms. Then he ran it back up 
her spindly arms and onto her chest. Shauna thought it felt better than 
anytime she had ever touched her budding breasts, and when he moved his head 
and began licking around her big, erect nipples, she started squirming on 
the bed. 

"Oooo, Daddy, that feels good." 

He looked up briefly and smiled, but his hands were down to her crotch now, 
exploring her little pussy. 

"Spread your legs for Daddy," he ordered. She did and he moved down lower so 
that his body lay in between her legs. He ripped his cock from her hand, and 
he took it himself, stopped and turned to Cindy: "Cindy, take my cock and 
rub it over Shauna's pussy." 

"Yes Daddy," she replied, scrambling into position beside him. She wrapped 
her hand around it again, loving the way it stayed so hard, and began 
rubbing the tip of his cock all over her daughter's pubic area. This made 
Shauna squirm all the more, especially when Cindy ran it just inside her 
virgin pussy lips. 

"Oh, Mommy! Daddy! It feels so good!" squealed the young girl as her mother 
pushed just the head of his huge, rock-hard penis into her daughter's virgin 
pussy about and inch. They both looked down to soak in the pure white, 
unadulterated eroticism of the scene. 

"There Daddy. It's inside her now. Go ahead and fuck her Daddy, fuck her! I 
want to see it go all the way in Daddy, go on, push it into her!" demanded 
Cindy, driven into a sexual frenzy by her lust. 

Cindy climaxed as she saw Don exert pressure and his big dick began 
disappearing into her daughter's dripping wet vagina. 

"Ow, Daddy, Ow!" cried Shauna. She squirmed now in a vain attempt to escape 
the monster invading her little cunt. It was no use. 

The girl's protests were too late. Her new daddy had just rammed his cock 
all the way into her and broken her maidenhead. Cindy smiled and said: "Good 
Daddy. Now fuck her!" 

 Chapter 11 

Daddy Fucks Shauna Silly 

Don Janis' entire being had moved to his penis. He was soaking in the 
ecstasy of pure sexual delight as his raging hard cock soaked in 12 year-old 
pussy. He had rammed it all the way into Shauna, at her mother's urging, and 
his pubic bone now ground against the girl's. He had penetrated her as 
deeply as she could be penetrated in the missionary position. 

He had heard her yelps of pain at first, but now she lay silent, face 
flushed beet red. She was panting, and he raised himself with his arms so 
that he could see the delight impaled beneath him. 

He looked down to her tiny breasts, nipples hard and erect, her slim torso, 
her bare pubic mound, then, below that, the fat root of his cock where it 
joined the girl's vagina. The site enflamed his lust yet again, and he 
pulsed his cock inside her. 

"Ooo, Daddeee, oooo," moaned Shauna. He watched her face as he slowly began 
pulling it out. She winced in pain. Then he felt something else on his cock, 
and he looked down again to see that Cindy had encircled it with her hand 
and held it as he slowly pulled out until just the head was still inside 
Shauna. Cindy started moving his cock then so that the head barely slipped 
out and up to rake over Shauna's erect clitoris. 

"Mmmmm, that feels good Daddy," Shauna managed to babble. 

"Yes Daddy, she likes it. Put it in again Daddy. Put it all the way back 
into her," Cindy urged as she let go of his cock and took his butt in both 
hands and pushed his body forward. 

"Oh! Daddy! Mommy! It still hurts!" cried the girl. 

"Don't pay any attention to her Daddy. Just start fucking her and she'll get 
over it," Cindy advised without a morsel of pity for her daughter. She was 
so aroused that she had abandoned everything she knew and believed. She had 
totally surrendered to the fantasy she had savored for so many years. 

He really is my daddy now, she thought as she watched Janis begin to fuck 
her daughter. He is! And he's Shauna's daddy too! Yes! Shauna would have a 
daddy to love her now, to teach her, to make her feel like the rest of the 
girls at school except that Shauna has what I bet they don't- a daddy that 
fucks her! 

"Oh, Daddy, I'm so horny Daddy. Please hurry, Daddy, please. I need you to 
do it to me again Daddy," Cindy whispered into his ear as he fucked away. 
She ran his tongue into his ear, just to make sure he heard. 

Daddy made a low growl and started fucking Shauna harder then. 

Shauna began to whimper in high little squeaks each time Daddy pushed it 
back into her. She wasn't yelping now though, and Janis noticed she had 
relaxed and seemed to be enjoying her first fucking a lot more. She was 
still soaking wet. 

This realization drove him to another plane. He backed away from the girl, 
cock still embedded to the hilt, grabbed her under the knees and rolled her 
legs upward until her knees were nearly to her shoulders. Her pussy was 
aimed up where he had the ultimate angle. He started thrusting and bottomed 
out as Shauna started squealing again. 

"Owww! Daddy! It's too big Daddy! Ow! Ooooo... Daddeeee, please." 

She might as well have been howling at the moon, because neither Janis nor 
Cindy paid any heed to the girl's cries. Cindy was thumping her clitoris 
like crazy watching Janis savage Shauna in this position. She knew how it 
felt. The teacher that was Shauna's biological father had fucked her like 
that the day she got pregnant. That thought made Cindy pause for a moment. 
What if Shauna were to get pregnant today? Was it possible? What would she 
do if it happened? Daddy's voice snapped her back to the real world. 

"Cindy! Daddy's ready to cum baby. Where do you want Daddy's cum?" he asked, 
slowly and arching his back in restraint. Cindy could see he was ready to 
shoot. 

"Pull it out Daddy. Shoot it on her so she can see for herself what she's 
done for you Daddy," 

"Yes. Daddy will. You grab it when I pull it out and jack it off," he 
ordered. 

Janis grunted and pulled out, his cock pulsing and ready to spurt. Cindy 
grabbed it quickly and jacked it three times before a string of cum spewed 
forth. 

"Oh, Daddy, look how much you're cumming. Look Shauna, look at all the cum 
Daddy had left for you!" Cindy babbled as she kept jacking her daddy's 
magnificent cock. When it was down to the last dribble, she couldn't resist 
bending and sucking it off, together with the remains of her daughter's 
juices. She finished and smacked her lips. 

"Here baby, you hold Daddy for a little bit and feel how hard it still is," 
Cindy grabbed Shauna's limp hand and wrapped it around Daddy's dick. She 
gripped it solidly and slowly jacked it as her eyes finally opened and she 
lifted her head to look down. 

Daddy's cum was oozing over her belly and chest. The first spurt landed 
between her tiny breasts, and she lifted her other hand to sample it with a 
finger which she then brought to her mouth and sucked. 

"Mmmm. It tastes salty and sexy Daddy. Do you like to taste it too Mommy?" 

"Yes honey, I love it." 

"What's that?" demanded Daddy. "What is it you love, baby?" 

"Your cum, Daddy. I love my daddy's cum," Cindy told him truthfully as she 
bent over her daughter's tummy and started licking up the runny mess her 
daddy had left there. 

Inspired by the two females' actions, Janis couldn't resist Shauna's 
still-gapping hole, and he slipped back into her as they all lay together 
there on the bed, enjoying the aftermath of orgasm after orgasm, of cum 
soaked bodies and sheets. Janis started to roll Shauna into a different 
position for another serious fucking, but Cindy stopped him. 

"Daddy, please. It's my turn again now. You can fuck Shauna all you want 
later. Right now, I need it again Daddy. Please," begged Cindy, her hand 
working under his crotch on his balls and around his asshole. 

Janis unhappily stopped pounding Shauna, backed off and pulled all the way 
out of her. Shauna just lay there, exhausted, consumed, incoherent. Daddy's 
cock stuck out hard as a bat, glistening with Shauna's juices again. 

"Well, what are you waiting for, roll over on your stomach. Daddy's gonna 
fuck his little girl Cindy in the ass this time," Daddy Don commanded. 

Cindy scrambled into position, stuffed a pillow under her hips, tilted her 
butt in the air and waited. She had never had it in the ass before, but if 
that's what Daddy wanted, she would give it to him. 

Daddy started out by sticking it into her cunt and fucking her until she was 
good and wet. Then he reached down and started moving her secretions from 
around her pussy to her asshole and sticking a finger into it, farther each 
time. All the while, he continued to pump into Cindy's vagina. Soon he was 
fucking her pussy with his cock and her asshole with two fingers. 

"Uggg, Daddy, that... hurts- Ouch!- a little" 

But just as she uttered those words, she felt Daddy's cock rip from her 
cunt. In an instant it was nuzzling at her butt and slipping into her ass. 
It started to really hurt. 

"Ow! Oh, Daddy, no, no, it hurts, it hurts!" she cried, squirming beneath 
him, trying to escape. 

It was fruitless. Her movements only helped Daddy and he rammed it all the 
way up Cindy's ass as she begged him to stop. 

"O, Daddy, no, stop, please, it hurts Daddy," she pleaded, sweat rolling 
onto her from Daddy who looked as if someone had tossed a bucket of water on 
him. They had forgotten the awful heat and humidity and the sweat made their 
sex hotter. 

But Daddy paid no attention. He leaned forward to pin her to the bed and 
started fucking her in the ass, slowly at first, but picking up the rhythm 
as Cindy finally got used to her Daddy's dick in her ass. 

Shauna meanwhile started to recover. Her mom lay next to her on her tummy, 
tears streaming from her eyes. She was begging their daddy to stop doing 
something, but Shauna wasn't sure what it was. She lifted up on one elbow 
and looked over her mother's back to her backside where Daddy was thrusting 
his magnificent tool in and out of her mom's asshole. 

No wonder Mom is crying. God, that must really hurt, she thought, trying to 
remember how it hurt when a really big turd was trying to get out her own 
asshole. Daddy's cock was lots bigger than any turd, and lots harder too. 
I'm not going to do that, she decided. 

But about then, Cindy started to feel better. In fact, the young mother 
decided it felt pretty good, and she thought if she could reach her 
clitoris, she might get an orgasm with Daddy when he was ready to shoot. 

Janis saw Cindy reaching for her crotch and knew she was beginning to like 
it. He fucked her harder and encouraged her, noting Shauna was now wide 
awake and watching her mommy's first ass-fucking. 

"That's it Cindy honey, play with that pussy while Daddy fucks your butt. 
You can come good this way honey, come on, cum for Daddy," he coached as he 
began ramming it home, harder and faster. "Shauna's watching. Give her a 
good lesson baby.:" 

"Oh, oh, Daddy, ooooo- noooo- oh, oh, Daddy it- hu... hu... hurts! Oh, Daddy 
I'm gonna cum Daddy, I'm gonna cum!" 

Daddy and Cindy were on the edge of yet another climax, and Shauna was 
fingering herself, trying to imagine Daddy's big cock in her little asshole, 
when she heard something in the house. A door opened or something. Shit, she 
thought, I forgot to close the front door. Only the screen door was shut, 
and with all the shouting going on in the bedroom, she figured everyone in 
the block could hear what was happening. 

Shauna craned her neck to look toward the bedroom doorway. She caught a 
glimpse of movement, then saw a blonde head peeking around the corner. It 
was Marsha, and her blue eyes were wide open and her pupils dilated. 

"Hi Marsha," called Shauna from beside her rutting mommy and daddy. 

They both jerked their heads to the door and spotted Marsha. Daddy's eyes 
locked on the girl, he pulled his cock out and ordered Shauna to jack him 
off. 

"Shauna, finish me off, give your little friend a good show," he demanded. 
"Show her what you have learned today." 

Shauna did. With a few pumps, she made Daddy shoot again, only it was just a 
couple of squirts this time. Some of it ran onto Shauna's hand, but she kept 
on pumping, showing off her new-found skill for the awestruck Marsha. 
Finally, Daddy grabbed her wrist and cum-drenched hand and said: "Why don't 
you let your friend have a taste of Daddy's cum?" 

 Chapter 12 

Daddy Does Marsha Too 

Cindy's head was still whirling from her experiences, but when she heard 
Shauna speaking to someone else in the room, alarm bells began to ring. She 
turned her head and raised up onto one elbow to see Shauna's school friend, 
Marsha, walking slowly into the bedroom, her eyes locked onto the action on 
the bed. 

She could feel his jism, wet on her butt, and her asshole ached from the 
stretching Daddy had given it. Her entire body was electrified from their 
orgy- her vagina tingled and her clitoris throbbed. Her nipples were erect 
and sensitive. And, as she watched her daughter's friend come closer and 
closer to the bed, she saw Shauna take Daddy's penis into her hand and 
slowly pump it as she spoke. 

"Yeah, Marsha, come here and have a taste of my daddy's cum. It's the third 
time he's shot off, so there's just a little for you to taste," said the 
naked young girl as she concentrated on pumping her daddy's flagging cock. 

Marsha didn't speak a word, but she advanced with her eyes on Janis' huge 
penis in her friend's hand. She was so excited she was afraid she might pee 
her panties. 

Cindy wanted to stop it, but it was already too late. She had let this man 
who had promised to be her daddy have sex with her own daughter, and now 
another young 12 year-old girl was about to be introduced to Daddy's dick. 
So, she let herself be swept away once again in the tide of lust that filled 
the room. 

She finally looked at Daddy's penis and was amazed to see it was still hard. 
Although she didn't have all that much sexual experience, she had always 
heard that older men were not so resilient as the professor appeared to be. 
He was obviously anxious to introduce pretty, blonde Marsha to the delights 
of sex. 

"Shauna," said Daddy. "Go run and lock the doors. We don't want anyone else 
coming in here tonight." 

"OK Daddy," she replied, turning to Marsha who now stood next to the bed. 
"Here Marsha, take over for me." 

She took Marsha's hand and moved it to his hard penis, wrapping her fingers 
around on top of Marsha's and beginning a pumping motion to show her friend 
what to do. Marsha caught on right away, and just stared at the big dick in 
her hand as she continued pumping on her own. 

"Gee, it feels so neat- hard and soft at the same time," said the young 
schoolgirl at her first touch of Janis' penis. He strained to hold himself 
back from humping into her hand. 

"Don't start anything before I get back," said Shauna, rolling out of her 
place next to Daddy on the bed, grabbing her mother's light house robe and 
dashing off to lock up the house and pull the drapes. 

"Marsha?" said Janis. "That sure does feel good. Have you ever jacked a 
penis before?" asked Janis, reaching out with his near hand to stroke the 
lovely young girl's flawless face. 

"Huh uh," was all Marsha could answer, shaking her head no. She couldn't 
take her eyes off his penis. It was bigger than the ones in her mom's 
videos, and her hand didn't quite wrap all the way around it. Her knees were 
wobbling, and her panties were uncomfortably damp. She noticed Shauna's mom 
was up on one elbow watching her work up and down on his penis. 

"Marsha, take your other hand and wipe some of this cum off my butt, honey," 
Cindy directed. 

Marsha knew what cum was from the videos, but she had never thought of 
touching some herself. She watched Cindy reach behind her and wipe a bit of 
it onto her hand, then move it to her mouth where she licked the gooey fluid 
from her fingers and palm. 

"See? Mmmm. It's so good. Go ahead try it. Daddy likes to see his little 
girls lick his cum, don't you Daddy?" 

"Oh, yes, baby, Daddy does love that. Go on Marsha, try some of my cum, then 
maybe I'll let you make a batch all by yourself," said Daddy. 

Marsha finally reached down to Cindy's ass and wiped the edge of her hand 
across the remaining pool of jism. She moved it straight to her mouth and 
started licking her hand. Although she hesitated at first, she soon found it 
had a pleasant, salty taste and proceeded to lick it off her hand just as 
Cindy had done. All the while, she kept holding Janis' cock. 

"Mister?" she asked. 

"Please, sweetheart, you can call me Daddy just like Cindy and Shauna, OK?" 

"Sure Daddy," stammered Marsha. The word sent goose bumps up and down her 
spine, and she squeezed the penis a bit harder and jacked it faster. It was 
the first time she had ever called any man "Daddy" and it touched some place 
inside her that longed for a loving father, a man to cuddle her, kiss her 
goodnight, protect her like all the other girls in class. 

Just then, Shauna came dashing back into the room. She stripped off the robe 
and ran to Marsha's side at the bed. Marsha was just finishing licking a bit 
more cum off her hand. Daddy was still on his knees, cock sticking out over 
her Cindy's butt from behind. A long string of post-cum goo slowly stretched 
downward from his cock. Marsha was jacking him faster than before and 
getting the leaking seminal fluid all over her hand and his penis. Shauna 
knew her friend was turned on and would probably do anything Daddy wanted 
her to do. First, though, she figured Daddy would want to see Marsha naked. 
Marsha's body was just like hers, except she was fair and blonde instead of 
dark and raven-haired. She was about to suggest it, but her mom spoke first. 

"Marsha, I think if you're going to be part of this that you ought to take 
your clothes off now. Isn't that right Daddy? Wouldn't you like to see her 
naked?" asked Cindy who had rolled over onto her back and was propped up 
against the headboard where she could see much better. 

"Oh yes, I would very much like to see Marsha's body. Go on Marsha, you can 
let go of my cock for a bit, can't you? Go ahead, show me your body," urged 
Daddy. 

Marsha released Daddy's dick, and Daddy moved up the bed to recline on his 
back next to Cindy. She casually reached over and grabbed his hard penis, 
just to keep it stimulated. She held it gently, squeezing it a bit as Marsha 
began to strip beside the bed. Shauna jumped into bed on the other side of 
Daddy cuddled next to him as they all watched Marsha. Marsha was beginning 
to get over her surprise and uncertainty about the situation. The sexual 
arousal that had all but disabled her when she first walked into the bedroom 
had changed. She was no longer immobilized, and watching her friend and her 
friend's mother lying there on the bed with their new daddy soothed whatever 
hesitation she might have felt. It seemed OK, somehow, even though she knew 
her mom would get really mad if she knew about this. 

So, Marsha unbuttoned her white school blouse and undid her uniform kilt, 
letting it fall to the floor. She stood in her white cotton girl's camisole 
and panties and watched Shauna's mom moved down the bed and take Daddy's 
penis into her mouth, just like in the videos. It made her want to strip off 
the rest of her clothes and took a hold on his penis again. She wanted to 
feel it again, and she was more than curious about making him cum. Shauna 
must have made him do it, she figured. She wanted to suck on it like 
Shauna's mom was doing, moving her head up and down on Daddy's erect penis. 
Every now and then, Cindy would lift up her head and continue jacking it 
with her hand as she watched Marsha strip. 

"You are a very beautiful young woman, honey," Daddy said, smiling now. He 
fondled Shauna's nipples as her mother sucked his cock. "Why don't you take 
off your camisole and show Daddy your titties now?" 

"OK Daddy," Marsha answered, thrilling again to the sound of that word in 
her ears. He had called her "honey" and said that she was beautiful. It made 
the lithe young blonde feel good inside. She also felt a warm feeling inside 
towards "Daddy". Shauna and her mom had completely accepted her, and she 
felt close to everyone, real close. She realized she wanted everyone in the 
room to be happy. Marsha was putty now, to be molded in the hands and by the 
cock of the professor- her and Shauna's new daddy. 

Marsha pulled the camisole over her head, revealing her small but perfectly 
formed breasts. 

"Mmmm, how nice, sweetheart. You have perfect little titties too. Come 
closer and let me see you better," Daddy told her. 

She moved up the side of the bed until she was standing even with his chest. 
Shauna was cuddled to his side between them, and he was still fondling her 
right breast as they lay together. Shauna watched her as Daddy's eyes got 
bigger and bigger. 

"You really like Marsha's titties don't you Daddy?" asked Shauna as she saw 
the effect Marsha's breasts were having on him. He was humping into Cindy's 
mouth now, and Shauna wondered if he was going to cum again. 

"They are lovely, baby, but no more perfect than yours or your mother's," he 
replied, bending over and sucking in one of Shauna's nipples as he did so. 
Her rolled his tongue around it, and backed away with a sucking kiss as he 
released the nipple. It made Shauna shiver, and it made Marsha even bolder. 

"Aaa, Daddy?" she asked as he leaned back again against the pillow propped 
at the headboard. 

"Yes honey? 

"Would you do that to me?" 

"You bet I will, but first, I want you take off your panties and show your 
little pussy to Daddy like a good girl. Go ahead, show it to me now," Daddy 
ordered. 

"OK Daddy," answered Marsha, moving her hands to her panties, hooking the 
band with her thumbs and pulling them all the way down in one motion. She 
kicked them off and stood before Cindy, Daddy and Shauna. She shivered when 
she saw all their eyes locked onto her pubic area. They were staring at her 
pussy! 

"You are just beautiful Marsha, beautiful. Now, turn around and bend over 
for Daddy. Show Daddy what's between your legs honey," said Daddy. 

Marsha would have done anything he asked, and she gladly turned and bent at 
the waist. She knew she was baring her privates for everyone to see, but 
instead of making her embarrassed, it made her even more excited. 

"Mmmm, what a beautiful, tight little cunt," said Daddy. "Move your legs 
apart a little- that's it- oh, yes, very nice. Very little hair yet, just 
like Shauna and Cindy. Daddy likes bare pussy you know." 

Moving her legs apart gave them all a look at everything, and Marsha loved 
the feelings she was experiencing. It all felt so dirty, but so natural. She 
was glad he liked her bare cunt, because she had worried lately about not 
getting hair like most of the other girls in their class. Only Shauna and 
her had not sprouted a big bush in the 7th grade. She was glad now. 

"Shauna, get up beside Marsha and show her to me, will you?" Daddy asked. 
The girl sprung to her feet, although she was sad to leave her daddy's warm 
body. 

"What do you want me to do Daddy?" she asked when she was at her friend's 
side. Marsha remained bent at the waist, her hands on her knees, her asshole 
and vagina displayed. 

Cindy answered for Daddy. 

"Move closer to the bed, Marsha. And Shauna, you take hold of her butt and 
spread it so Daddy can see more," said the young mother who was now only 
holding Daddy's cock. She had stopped sucking it to watch the show Marsha 
was putting on for Daddy. 

"Good, Cindy honey, good. Yes, Shauna, do as your mother says. Show Marsha 
off to me. Show her pussy to Daddy." 

Marsha felt Shauna's hands on her ass, moving down to her crotch she stopped 
and pulled Marsha's skin. It opened her gash for Daddy's gaze. 

"Oh, yes, yes, that's very nice," he said as he looked inside her tight 
little cunt. Shauna leaned out to get a better look. 

"Oh Daddy, look, she's all wet. Marsha's pussy is wet for you Daddy," Shauna 
observed. "I'm going to have to have a closer look." 

Daddy rolled away from Cindy who released his cock. He moved right up to 
Marsha's ass and sat upright, his legs over the edge of the bed. His face 
was only inches from Marsha's displayed private parts and his cock stuck up 
in the air. Cindy noticed and moved to his side, grabbing it once again as 
her Daddy examined the little girl's cunt. She leaned against him and put 
her mouth to his ear. 

"Do you like that Daddy? She's wet for you Daddy. I think she needs a lesson 
just like Shauna had. Do you want her Daddy?" asked the now-depraved young 
mother. 

Daddy turned his head and stuck out his tongue for Cindy. She grabbed it 
with her lips and twirled her tongue with Daddy's for a moment before he 
pulled away. 

"Yes, Daddy wants it, honey," he said, reaching out with both hands and 
placing them on Marsha's ass, his thumbs near the sides of her vagina. 

Marsha jumped at his touch and stuck her ass back farther for him. She felt 
him pull on her skin, opening her pussy even more. Then, he took a finger 
and traced the outline or her bare pussy lips, before moving to her clitoris 
and massaging it. 

"Oooo, that feels so good," moaned Marsha as Daddy played with her clit with 
one hand. The other moved to her pussy too, but instead of playing around, 
he plunged one finger straight into her. She jumped and squealed. 

"Oh! Daddy! Oh!" 

"Do it to her Daddy, finger fuck her Daddy. She loves it," urged Shauna who 
had sat down again next to Daddy on the bed. She draped around him, letting 
her little titties rub against his arm and side. 

Janis began finger fucking her for real, pushing his middle finger all the 
way into Marsha's vagina, then pulling it out slowly, over and over. All the 
while, he continued to massage her clitoris with his other hand. 

Marsha's ass began to jerk around with each thrust, each touch of her erect 
clitoris. She had never felt anything like it and thought she might have an 
orgasm any moment. But he suddenly took his fingers away, but his hands 
moved around her and pulled her back. She felt his warm breath close to her 
pussy, then she felt his face come in contact with her crotch. She pushed 
back even more and craned her neck around to see what he was doing. When she 
felt and saw his tongue against her labia, she nearly leaped into the air. 
Then, his tongue was on her clit, flicking it, thrashing it from side to 
side. She climaxed immediately. 

"O! Daddy! Shauna! O!" she babbled, jerking uncontrollably now as Daddy kept 
lashing her clit with his tongue. 

"She's cumming Daddy! Boy she sure cums hard with you Daddy," Shauna chipped 
in as she watched Daddy tighten his grip on the squirming girl. He was 
running his tongue up and down her entire crack now, even going up all the 
way to her butthole and rimming it with his tongue. He returned to finger 
fucking her again and backed away to speak. 

"Good girl Marsha. Do you like Daddy to play with your vagina?" he asked, 
still finger fucking the girl's pussy, but adding another finger as he did 
so. Marsha continued to squirm but didn't try to pull away from him. 

"Yes, yes- I, I, yes, oh yes Daddy. It feels so good," she managed to 
stammer from her bent position. 

"She's ready now Daddy," Cindy advised, still fisting his dick. "She's ready 
to be fucked Daddy. Move her to the bed and fuck her now Daddy. She wants 
it, don't you Marsha." 

"Uh huh. Yes." 

"You'll have to ask Daddy to do it to you Marsha. Go on, ask him. Say, 
'Daddy, please fuck me.'" Cindy ordered. She was getting very aroused again 
herself now and wanted to see Daddy's big dick going into this young girl. 
"Go on, ask him." 

"Uhh Daddy, please fuck me!" cried the aroused girl, still bent before 
Daddy, still open to his fingers. 

"OK. Get onto the bed, now!" Daddy ordered, releasing the girl's ass and 
moving back onto the bed. Cindy moved to the far side of the bed as Marsha 
scrambled into the middle and rolled onto her back, displaying her whole 
body for Daddy. 

Janis took hold of her knees and spread her thighs, moving between them as 
she lay open to his advance. He noticed Shauna move to the girl's other 
side, sandwiching her between her and her mother. 

"Suck her nipples, both of you," he ordered. 

Without hesitation, Cindy bent to begin kissing and sucking Marsha's left 
nipple while Shauna took the right. Marsha was beyond further arousal, but 
she did take her hands and put one behind each of the heads at her breasts. 
As she did so, she felt Janis moving between her legs, felt his body lodge 
close to her crotch, then something touching her, moving around her entire 
cunt. 

"Look down Marsha. Look down and watch Daddy's dick honey," he told her. 
Both Shauna and Cindy stopped their nipple licking to watch too. 

Daddy has his hand around his prick and was rubbing it up and down Marsha's 
slit, just barely parting the lips, then rasping it across her clitoris. 

Marsha watched without moving or saying a thing. All her attention was 
focused on the huge penis poised at her pussy. She full well realized what 
was about to happen. She started to get scared. It was too late. 

"Tell her what to say Cindy," he said. 

"Yes, Daddy, I will," replied the young mother at Marsha's side. "Marsha, 
you'll have to ask Daddy to fuck you, if you really want him to. Go ahead, 
ask Daddy to put it in you so that he knows you want it." 

"Oh, yes, I will. I do. I do Daddy. I want it. I want you to put your penis 
inside me," Marsha countered immediately. She was beginning to roll her hips 
up against Daddy's penis which he still held, rubbing it just inside her 
labia. Every time he moved it up to her clitoris, Marsha let out a barely 
audible "Mmmm..." 

Janis turned to Shauna who was now fingering herself as she watched her 
daddy about to sink his cock into her friend. 

"Shauna, would you like to help me fuck Marsha?" he asked. 

"Sure, Daddy. What do you want me to do?" 

"I want you to take hold of me and put my cock into her pussy, OK?" 

"Sure!" 

Shauna scrambled around on the bed until she was down by her daddy between 
Marsha's legs. She reached between them and grasped his penis, then moved it 
to Marsha's slit and rubbed it up and down so that the head went just inside 
her. Her hand got soaked from Marsha's secretions, and she knew her friend 
was ready. 

Cindy moved to a better position on the other side of the about-to-be-fucked 
Marsha so that she too could see Daddy sink his cock into the girl. Cindy's 
hand worked on her own clitoris as she watched Shauna move Daddy's cock into 
Marsha's vaginal lips. God, she thought, this is so hot, so hot, ooooo! 
Cindy leaned forward and watched ever more closely. 

Leaving her hand on his penis, 12 year-old Shauna remembered how it had hurt 
her at first. She smiled to herself, thinking how silly her fears had been, 
but also knowing that Marsha was probably scared too and that it would hurt 
her when it went all the way into her vagina. 

"O.K. Daddy, you'll have to push it in now. It's in the right place," Shauna 
advised. 

Daddy did. He started making little short fucking motions, giving Marsha a 
little more with each stroke until she was beginning to feel the pain of her 
hymen being stretched and torn. 

"Nnnoooo- ooo, oh, ow, it's too big, Ow!" she moaned, squirming beneath him 
now, trying to back her hips away from the invading phallus that sent little 
waves of pain through her each time he pushed forward. 

But Janis didn't stop, he kept moving, backing away a little, then pushing 
in a bit farther. 

Cindy watched the union of their bodies; her eyes glued on Daddy's fat penis 
as it stretched the young girl with each advance. She loved the way Marsha's 
delicate labia wrapped around his penis, seeming to caress it as he fucked 
into her, a little at a time. 

She reached around behind him and ran her fingers down his crack until she 
found his asshole. She quickly moved her finger to her mouth, covered it 
with her own saliva and returned it to his sphincter. She sank her finger in 
about an inch, and Daddy rammed it home with her finger driving him into the 
girl. 

"Ohhhh, ooowww! Oooo, Shauna! Daddy! It hurts a lot!" she cried. 

"It won't for long Marsha," Shauna told her friend, lying back down beside 
her as she took Daddy's cock. She leaned over and sucked on a nipple, then 
moved her head up to Marsha's ear and stuck her tongue into it. 

"Oh! Oh!" Marsha cried again. 

"Fuck her now Daddy! Fuck her!" shouted Cindy, fingering his ass now in 
rhythm with his fucking. She could see he was all the way in now, and a bit 
of blood was running from Marsha's no-longer-virgin cunt. 

Janis did. He started a steady pounding, ramming it home hard as Marsha 
jerked beneath him with each advance. She was like a rag doll, accepting his 
penis now but unable to do anything but lay there and take it. Her head 
flopped from side-to-side; her legs lay splayed and pliable. 

Finally, he pushed in all the way and she felt his body flat against her 
crotch. She felt stretched, sore and full, but it was feeling better all the 
time, and she could tell she was incredibly wet down there. She didn't 
realize that part of the dampness was blood from her ruptured hymen. 

Suddenly, he raised up and told Shauna to use her finger on Marsha's 
"button" while he fucked. 

Shauna did. Cindy kept finger-fucking his asshole, and soon Marsha was 
responding to her first fucking just as Shauna had earlier. She was 
beginning to like it, and Shauna's work on her clit was going to make her 
cum. She announced it. 

"Oh, it's feeling good now. I think I'm going to cum. Oh! Daddy! Daddy!" 
Marsha shivered and convulsed as she climaxed. It squeezed her whole body, 
and her little cunt squeezed Janis' penis. 

"Daddy's ready to cum now to girls. Cindy, I'm going to pull out. When I do, 
I want you to grab my dick and jack me off on her belly. Ready?" 

"Oh, yes Daddy! Cum for us! Cum Daddy," urged Cindy, still fucking his ass 
with her finger but ready with her other hand to grab him and finish him. 

He fucked faster and faster, then suddenly pulled it out. His cock pulsed 
and danced for a moment until Cindy's hand wrapped around it. She pumped 
like crazy, both her and Shauna urging him to shoot. 

"Cum for us Daddy!" cried Shauna, her own legs spread wide now as she 
watched her mother's actions and frigged her clit. She knew she could climax 
herself any second. She did the instant Daddy's white goo spurted out and 
fell on Marsha's tight little tummy. 

"Oh, I'm cumming too Daddy!" Shauna squealed, humping her hips up and down 
as she watched Daddy's jism form a few little puddles. 

"You did it Marsha. You made Daddy cum. It's all yours. Go on, taste it," 
Cindy told the exhausted young girl. She still jacked Daddy's cock, but for 
the first time, she could feel it softening. It was the first time since 
they had started this sexual marathon that she had seen or felt him soften. 

She saw Shauna take Marsha's hand and move it to the wet mess on her belly. 
She placed it into the jism and massaged it into her belly. 

Janis rolled over onto his back beside Marsha and collapsed. 

"I'm going to have to take a break girls," he wheezed as Shauna watched, 
amazed as his dick shrank ever smaller. 

"Gee, Daddy, it sure does change sizes, doesn't it?" 

"Uh, yeah, it does, but my guess it that it will be hard more often than it 
is soft from now on," Janis replied. 

"Will you stay with us tonight Daddy?" Cindy asked, a pleading look in her 
eyes. She felt firmly attached to him now, and didn't want to leave his 
side. 

"Sure, hon, I'll stay here tonight, but after this, maybe you and Shauna 
might want to stay at my house," he answered. 

Visions of a normal family life with a daddy for Shauna flashed behind 
Cindy's eyes, and she began to dream about her and her little girl moving in 
to live with Daddy. 

It was her lifelong dream, and it was coming true. 


End
