[FONT=&quot]My Fuckable daughter[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]My wife and I have been through a lot in our sixteen years of marriage. [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]We tied the knot while I was just completing my first year of college. [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]She was still in high school then, and got pregnant shortly thereafter. [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Things got tough when she had to get a job to support us, but [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]fortunately her parents helped out by watching our baby. Somehow, we [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]made it through.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]With single-minded determination, I not only made it through college, [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]but an additional three years of law school as well, while also holding [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]down part-time jobs. I really wanted everything for our family's [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]future. Later, I also had the normal decency to send my wife through [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]college, herself. It was hard for her because of all the interruptions [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]in her education. Fortunately, our daughter Andrea was a little older [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]by that time, attending elementary school.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Apart from money problems, we also had some tough times in our [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]relationship. My wife had an affair in college with a teacher and later [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]with a classmate. When I found out, I moved out of the house for [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]awhile. We kept talking, however, and she assured me that there was no [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]emotional attachment involved; it was purely sex. It still was hard to [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]take. Eventually, I forgave her, admitting to her that I'd also had a [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]brief fling with the wife of a golfing buddy. That revelation surprised [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]her because it was so unlike me. She's the one who's oversexed. She has [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]always openly admitted it. Even though I'm fairly well-equipped in the [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]love department, or so my wife has always told me, and we often have [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]had sex more than one time a night, she simply never has been able to [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]get enough.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]In fact, her sexual appetite has seemed to grow stronger every year. In [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]the twelfth year of our marriage, she was twenty-nine by then, she had [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]another affair, followed by another. This time, she tried to keep them [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]very well hidden, meeting over lunch and having love in the afternoon. [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Unfortunately for her, I was having a late lunch with a client one day [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]when I saw her with another man, exiting a hotel. I moved out again.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]This was also tough on our pretty daughter Andrea, who became very [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]emotionally upset when I left. We knew that she was hurting, because [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Andrea was usually rather unexpressive around us. I spoiled her a great [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]deal, as did her mother, and she had developed a little chip on her [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]shoulder, particularly because of her beauty. Both my wife and I look [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]quite good and the combination of our genes in Andrea really created [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]something spectacular. Andrea really tried hard to keep us together [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]and, for her sake, we gave our marriage another try.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]I got back together with my wife on condition that she attend [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]counseling with me. We tried it, but the counselor didn't really seem [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]to have an answer for solving my wife's out-of- control sexual [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]behavior. He emphasized communication with each other, and that's how [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]we spent most of our sessions. It didn't work.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]That's when my wife brought up the idea of swinging with me. She [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]assured me that there would be no more secret affairs or hiding. It [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]would all be out in the open and I could be there. After several [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]occasions of prodding and suggesting on her part, I broke down and [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]agreed to try. I think I was a little intrigued about it myself.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Our first time was with just one couple in a motel; a girl my wife knew [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]from college and her husband. I admit that I enjoyed myself with the [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]girl. From the noises and obscene carrying- on of my wife, however, it [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]apparently was indescribably pleasurable to her. She liked sex on the [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]edge and performing with another man in front of me was not only better [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]than her previous secret encounters, it was 'awesome', as she later [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]related to me in private. In addition, she then discovered sex with [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]women.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Melinda, her girlfriend from college had had lesbian sex before. In [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]fact, while in college she had tried to get my wife to experiment with [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]her. At the time, my wife was definitely a girl hooked on men and their [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]penises. But her first sexual encounter with Melinda in that motel [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]completely changed her mind. For the next week, that's all my wife [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]would talk about. In fact, we watched a couple of lesbian sex videos [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]every night in the week following her first introduction to girl love. [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]She told me that there was something luxuriously nasty and wanton about [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]her own female flesh coming into sexual contact with other female [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]flesh. It just sent her through the roof. She said that she still liked [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]men, but that sex with a woman was just exponentially more pleasurable [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]to her, especially with men around to watch. Maybe it was just the [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]thrill she derived from the whole forbidden nature of that first swing [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]session in the motel, but my wife definitely became hooked on swinging, [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]particularly the girl-on-girl kind.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Don't get me wrong about my wife. She's wasn't a monster. In fact, she [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]was the sweetest, most caring person in the world. Many were the times [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]when she had me stop my car in traffic just to put money in the cup of [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]a panhandler. She donated major time to several charities. She was [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]beautiful and her heart was beautiful. She took care of the house, the [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]bills, and everything else and I couldn't have lived without her. But [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]she had a serious sexual addiction.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]We kept seeing Melinda and her husband. Melinda seemed to enjoy sex [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]with me, but she loved the sex with my wife. The feeling was very [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]mutual. Eventually, she invited us to larger swing parties, with at [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]least a dozen couples. It was nirvana for my wife, because of all the [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]different women. Some of them were absolutely beautiful. Her lesbian [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]desires reached a new plateau and I watched her doing things with her [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]female partners in front of others that I could scarcely believe, using [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]food and other objects, urinating on each other, and even taking her [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]lovers into back yards for semi-public demonstrations at night. In [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]fact, after our third such party, she almost stopped paying any [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]attention to the men at all. She wouldn't even bother wearing any [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]clothes on the ride over and would walk into the party through the [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]front door, totally nude. This behavior was very disturbing to me, [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]because I just could never get into the swinging lifestyle. I enjoyed [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]sex, but preferred it one-on-one, with the woman I loved. I also [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]wondered if my wife might require psychiatric treatment. The funny [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]thing about it, however, was that she was so great to be with at all [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]other times.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]We then had a serious talk. I told her that I had spent many sleepless [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]nights pondering our marriage. I told her I still loved her. I reminded [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]her of all the things we had gone through together and that I could not [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]live without her. I also spoke about our daughter and her need for a [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]father and mother's presence. I finally told her that this had to stop; [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]it was a dead-end; it was self-destructive and that I would file for [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]divorce if it continued. I suggested that my wife seek some type of [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]more serious counseling. I didn't really mention the word psychiatrist [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]because I cared so very much about her and didn't want to hurt her [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]feelings. I was hoping she would get the message. My wife grew very [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]silent and walked away. I slept on the couch that night.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]In the middle of the night, I got up and went into our bedroom to wake [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]my wife, but found that she wasn't sleeping.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"Honey, honey. Are you awake? I think we really need to talk again," I [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]said.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"I think you've said everything," she answered.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"Honey, I love you. I don't want to hurt you. You're hurting yourself."[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"Isn't that something for me to decide? I'm an adult, right?" she said.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"Darling, impulses can be controlled," I assured her. "You've got to [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]try. One day at a time."[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"That's easy for Mister Perfect to say," she retorted.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"Perfect?" I answered. "I have a hard time fighting my own urges. Hell, [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]do you think it's easy spending ten hours a day at a desk, listening to [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]the nonsense of my clients? Or sitting in the courtroom while some [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]drunken judge who hasn't even read my brief tries to dismiss my case? [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Just keeping myself from killing someone often has me right on the [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]edge."[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"That's different. When you leave the office, you leave that behind. [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]With me, I have this urge all day, all night, all the time," my wife [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]said.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]My wife was lying on her stomach, her arms folded beneath her head. I [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]reached out to stroke her hair. My voice began to quaver as my tone [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]took on a solemn quality. "My love. I've been wanting to tell you [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]something about myself for quite a while. But it's so personal, so [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]dark, and so ugly that I could never in a million years mention it to [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]you. You might stop loving me. But right now, even at the risk of [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]earning your hatred, I'm coming clean with it because it might help [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]you. It just might show you how it's possible to fight your urge."[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"What are you talking about?" she asked, in a tired tone of [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]resignation.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"It's about our daughter Andrea," I said. "Andrea is a very beautiful [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]girl and we love her very much. It's just that, since she became a [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]teenager, and even a couple of years before that, I've had these secret [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]feelings about her."[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"You? What kind of feelings?" My wife's voice suddenly rose a notch in [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]intensity.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"Please listen and don't jump to conclusions," I assured her. "Andrea [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]is very beautiful. Hell, she's probably the prettiest girl at her [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]school. With her long blonde hair and perfect figure she reminds me [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]very much of you when you were fifteen and we first started going [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]together. Remember?"[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"I remember," said my wife.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"It was that week in April when you went to see your sister about her [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]miscarriage. Andrea was out on Spring break and she asked me if she [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]could invite some friends over to the house. I suggested we go ahead [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]and have a party. I invited my friends and she invited hers."[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"Go on," said my wife.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"Andrea and her friend Beth were looking at me the whole time while we [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]were out by the swimming pool."[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"So?"[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"They were eyeing me, not just looking."[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"How do you know they weren't making fun of you?"[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"I wish they were, but they weren't. That night, Andrea came into my [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]room. She asked me if she could use the shower, since she said she was [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]having trouble with hers. I was naked in bed, under the covers, [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]reading. Now, I don't know if I should go on."[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]My wife reached out and touched my arm, reassuringly. "Honey, there's [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]nothing you should hide from me." "When Andrea came out of the shower, [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]she had only a towel around her body. She stopped in front of the full-[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]length mirror of our bedroom, admiring herself, playing with her hair, [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]rising on the tips of her toes. She saw me looking at her in the [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]mirror. She asked me if I thought she was beautiful."[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]I paused. "Don't stop now," said my wife.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"I told her she was very pretty. Then Andrea said, 'But do you think [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]I'm beautiful? You do think I'm beautiful, don't you?' She continued [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]playing with her hair and primping, acting completely natural in front [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]of me although she was wearing just a little pink bath towel that [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]covered very little. I answered her 'All the boys in school must tell [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]you that.' 'They do,' she said. 'Even some of the girls like me,' and [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]she chuckled when she said that, as she kept playing with her hair. She [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]continued pressing me, asking 'But what about you, Dad?' 'Yes Andrea', [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]I finally answered her, 'you're a very beautiful young girl.' I [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]couldn't take my eyes off her and she knew it. She kept glancing at my [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]face through the mirror."[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]At this point in my story, I paused and stood up. My wife took my hand [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]reassuringly and guided me back onto the bed, next to her.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"Andrea then twirled around to face me. The towel was just barely long [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]enough to cover her genital area. I couldn't keep my eyes off her and I [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]hated myself for it. She began casually sauntering around the room on [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]the tips of her toes, one leg in front of the other, pausing at the [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]dresser, picking up objects, coming closer and closer. She asked me [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]which part of her I thought was beautiful. She wouldn't stop talking to [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]me, and in the sultriest tone. It sounded so indecent. 'Is my face [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]beautiful? Well is it?' she kept pressing me to answer. 'And what about [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]my hair?' she asked. 'Do you like it?' I couldn't answer her. 'Do you [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]like my thighs?' she said. 'Are they beautiful? What about my hips? Are [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]they beautiful too?' She kept pressing me for an answer and all I could [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]do was watch. She was like a cat playing with a mouse for Christ [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]sakes."[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Now I put my head down into my hands, unable to face my wife. She [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]rubbed my back reassuringly. After a deep sigh, I then turned to her, [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]saying, "Honey, I'm sorry for what I'm about to describe. Every detail [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]is still burned into my memory and it's so very hard to talk about."[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"Please go on," she said. I nodded.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]" 'You're my little girl and I'm very proud of the way you've grown', I [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]answered her. Andrea kept slowly coming closer and closer. She finally [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]arrived at the edge of my bed. She smiled down at me and then sat up on [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]the desk just next to me, facing me. Then she unwrapped her towel and [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]tossed it behind her back, asking me if I was sure there wasn't [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]anything else I liked about her. Now, she was so naked, so casually and [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]completely naked. Then, and it's so hard for me to go on with this, but [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]she asked me if I liked her..." I looked away from my wife and deeply [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]sighed. She ran her fingers reassuringly behind my neck.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"Honey, it's all right," my wife said softly.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"Her genital area. Her pussy. I'm sorry to have to put it into her own [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]words, but that's exactly what she said. And to her own father. 'Do you [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]like my pussy, Daddy?' she said. 'Isn't it a beautiful pussy?' She [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]began raising her legs one at a time in the air, running her hands [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]slowly down each, from her thighs to her ankles, luxuriating in the [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]feelings she produced in her own body as she touched herself before my [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]eyes. She was utterly and completely without shame as she parted her [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]legs, showing me everything between them. Then staring brazenly into my [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]eyes, she followed my gaze to her own genitals and moaned as she began [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]rubbing the mound between her legs, after which she started tapping her [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]vaginal area with a finger, producing the most obscene wet sounds I [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]have ever heard. She threw back her head, saying to me, "Oh God, Daddy, [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]my beautiful pussy feels so good. Don't you think I'm hot, Daddy?' I [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]felt so ashamed, so very ashamed at the way I watched. I just couldn't [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]turn my eyes away, like a man possessed."[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"Well? Then what did you say? What did you do?" said my wife.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"I told Andrea that the word 'hot' is not appropriate for a father to [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]use. I said this as I continued staring at her in a daze, like in a [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]waking dream, no longer in control. Then our daughter said, 'Me and [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Beth really think you're hot, Dad. We watched you today out by the [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]pool. We'd really like you to fuck us both. Both at the same time.' She [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]scooted off the desk and sensually strolled to the telephone on the [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]dresser, looking back at me nonchalantly. She began dialing Beth's [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]phone number, turning her head to me every few seconds to smile [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]seductively."[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"And you didn't do anything?" said my wife, bringing me back from the [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]visions of my story.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"That's why I'm telling you this. I did nothing, because I've had this [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]hidden desire for Andrea ever since she became a beautiful young girl. [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]I've masturbated over thoughts of her. The sight of her naked body just [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]had me frozen in place."[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"Did you have sex with our daughter?" asked my wife.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"No, I didn't. I couldn't. Andrea called Beth on the phone and said to [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]her, 'My Dad's here naked in bed and is going to fuck us tonight. Come [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]on over.' I could tell that Andrea was thrilled each time she used the [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]word 'fuck', the way she said it. It sounded so indecent coming out of [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]our daughter's mouth. Anyway, it was at that point that I summoned the [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]strength to get up from the bed and walk over to her. I grabbed the [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]phone from her hand and slammed down the receiver. With the same hand [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]in which she had held the phone, she reached out to graze my penis as [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]she walked over to the bed, swaying her hips and buttocks [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]provocatively, smiling over her shoulder at me like a whore. At the [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]foot of the bed, she stood facing me, lifting up her long hair and [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]letting it toss down carefree across her shoulders while all I could do [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]was stare. I was staring at her and she was enjoying it! She lay down [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]in the bed, spread-eagle, and raised her legs up in the air. 'Come fuck [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]me, Daddy', she said. I'm sorry to have to tell you this, honey, about [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]our daughter and about myself."[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"What happened then?" my wife softly whispered.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"I went over to her. For a moment, I had blood rushing to my head and [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]the heat of passion overtaking my senses. I wanted to sleep with my own [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]daughter, more than anything. I've thought about it for years. I sat [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]next to her on the bed. That's all I did, I just sat. After about a [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]minute, Andrea said, 'Well, don't you want to fuck me? It's a privilege [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]I've accorded only to the happy few. I mean I'm not talking romance, [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Dad', she said. 'I have my boyfriend for that. It's just sex. That's [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]what the pill's for." I told her that fathers and daughters don't do [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]that. She told me, 'Where have you been? It's going on all across [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]America. This is the 90's', she said."[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"Did you or did you not have sex with our daughter?" my wife said [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]flatly.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"No. I summoned up the strength to go to the shower. When I came out, [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Andrea was gone. I mean, she just caught me by surprise. I had no idea [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]our daughter was like this."[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Still lying on the bed, my wife buried her head in her hands. I thought [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]I heard her crying.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"I'm so sorry to have to say this to you, darling," I said to my wife. [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"The only reason I mention it is to try to help you. You see, it's [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]possible to control your urge. Having sex with Andrea would be [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]pleasurable to me. To her as well, apparently. But it wouldn't be [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]right."[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Suddenly, my wife threw her arms around me and buried her head in my [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]shoulder. I heard her sobbing. In fact, I was shocked by the fact that [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]she was crying to the point of having a nervous seizure. Her head was [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]going up and down on my shoulder and her entire body was violently [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]shaking and convulsing. After a few seconds, I realized that she was [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]actually having a major laughing attack. She fell back onto the bed, [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]nearly strangling with laughter.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"Oh honey, that's so funny," my wife said between side-splitting [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]outbursts. "She's just like me!" After yet another sleepless night, I [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]managed to fall asleep through my alarm. On my way to work, I received [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]a call on my cellular from my secretary, telling me that the Clerk in [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Department 23 had called. One of my cases was on calendar and about to [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]be dismissed. My secretary apologized for having failed to calendar it. [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]After a harrowing drive through morning traffic I made it just in time [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]to Court. Fortunately, I played golf with the Judge every other [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Thursday. The rest of the day was no better, but at least it kept me [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]from dwelling on my real misery. Late in the afternoon, I received a [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]call from my wife, who told me she was very excited about something and [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]would talk to me about it when I got home.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]That evening, I dragged my weary body into the kitchen where my wife [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]had hooked up the VCR to a small TV set we kept there. "Honey, I'm so [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]excited," she said. "I'm sorry I bothered you at work but I think I may [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]have an answer to my problem. In fact to both our problems."[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"Darling, I'm willing to listen to just about anything at this point," [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]I said wearily, pouring myself a Jack Daniels and grabbing a stool at [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]the kitchen counter.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]My wife popped a video into the VCR and it started to play. "This is [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]something my friend Melinda gave me this morning. It's just fabulous. [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Fabulous."[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]On the screen, I saw the blue waters of an ocean, sandy beaches, and a [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]palm-lined drive. A narrator with a suave English accent welcomed the [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]viewer to Eden Isle, a modern-day resort in a small island nation in [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]the Caribbean Ocean. The private road ended in a secured compound with [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]high walls surrounding it. Inside the walls was a very luxurious [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]resort, with swimming pools, gyms, beautiful gardens, stylish [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]apartments, and a private ocean beach. There were also hundreds of [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]people moving about: all of them totally nude. I looked over at my wife [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]a bit askance. She was enraptured.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]At this point, Andrea entered the room, quietly sat at the stool next [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]to me at the counter, and also watched the video. I reached out to tap [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]my wife on the shoulder, pointing out to her that her daughter was [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]present. My wife just smiled and waved her hand up and down, indicating [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]that I should stay put.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]The narrator said that with the new liberalization policy on the [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]island, such a resort as Eden Isle was now possible. He clearly [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]explained that Eden Isle was the most daring and free resort of its [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]kind in the world. Nowhere else could such organized activities occur [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]in civilized society. He indicated that at Eden Isle, all was possible, [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]each and every fantasy that could be fulfilled. He stressed the fact [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]that Eden Isle was definitely not a nudist resort nor a naturist [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]resort. It was a sex resort. As he put it, a 'brave new world of [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]fulfilling pleasure to greet the new century'.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]He said that the only limits were those of age and violence. The [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]youngest age accepted was twelve years old and sex had to be [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]consensual. He indicated that one of the most popular activities in the [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]resort was incest. 'The opportunity for a free and recreational [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]environment for incest has given Eden Isle a world following among an [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]elite and discriminating class of guest', he said. He stressed that not [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]only was incest allowed, but that it was highly encouraged and [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]fostered.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]It was here that I began feeling very warm all over. In fact, I was [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]starting to break out in a sweat. I worked up the nerve to look to my [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]right at my beautiful daughter Andrea. She was looking at me out of the [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]corner of her eye from the fringe of wavy blonde hair at the edge of [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]her soft face. Our eyes met and locked for a moment.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]There was no overt sexual activity depicted in the tape itself. There [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]was however image after image of men and young girls, completely naked, [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]holding hands as they walked, waist deep in the surf as they waded into [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]the sea, or looking wistfully into each other's eyes in extreme close-[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]ups. There were also beautiful women everywhere, obviously lesbian or [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]bi-sexual, also walking hand-in-hand, nakedly hugging and kissing, or [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]lying nude on the same blanket at the beach. I looked over at my wife [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]who was in a daze; as was I.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Finally, the announcer indicated that Eden Isle was high-priced but [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]that it was everything promised and 'oh much more'. The announcer also [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]indicated that an application had to be made for entry, along with a [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]video tape of the applying guests to determine if they met their high [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]standards of physical appearance. He also stressed that all identities [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]of guests were kept in the strictest confidence.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]The tape ended and the TV screen went to static, but my wife kept [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]watching, unmoving, as though having an out-of-body experience. [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Finally, she turned to us. "Well. Certainly something you don't see on [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]the 10:00 o'clock news," she said, finally turning off the set. "What [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]do you think?" Neither myself nor my daughter uttered a word. "Surely [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]you two have something to say? Don't you get it?" my wife said. "This [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]is the answer. We can all be together as a family. No swing parties. [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]You and Andrea can be together and I can do my thing."[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"This sounds like one big swing party. Just what are you suggesting?" I [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]said. Andrea was giggling and I turned to watch her red face. It was [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]flushed with a teenage girl's nervous sexual delight.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"What I'm suggesting," continued my beautiful wife, "is that we do this [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]twice a year. If we can all get away, it will cure my problem. I just [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]know it will."[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"Honey, the very opposite is true."[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"Don't you understand? You two want more than anything to be together. [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]I know it. I had a talk with Andrea this afternoon. She's had the [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]'hots' for you for the longest time. You've had this fixation about [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]her. You two can be together. You can finally 'do it'. What do you [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]think about it Andrea?"[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"Well, summer vacation is almost here. I promised Tad to go up to the [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]mountains with him and his parents," my daughter said.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"You'd rather go somewhere with your boyfriend?" said my wife.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"No. This makes it different. This makes it really different." She [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]smiled broadly. "I'll go call him right now and let him know I can't [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]go." With that, she hurried off her stool to her bedroom down the hall.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]My wife now turned to me. "Still nothing to say?" I just shook my head, [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]wiping the perspiration from my brow. "Honey, you don't have to say a [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]thing," she told me. "I'll get our video camera and we can send in our [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]application right away. But can you get the time off from work?" I made [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]croaking sounds in my throat, unable to get out the words. "What, [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]honey? I didn't hear you," said my wife.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"I'll manage something," I stammered.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]My wife shook her head at me, smiling. "You can't stop thinking about [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]her, can you?" said my wife. I just shook my head and then buried it in [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]my hands. "Honey, I don't know why you don't just take Andrea back into [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]the bedroom right now. But if this is what it takes then I may just be [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]able to teach you something for a change," said my wife. I looked up at [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]her soberly. "Acting on your urges can be fun," she said.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"Incest is wrong," I told her.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"Why is it wrong?" she said. "Do you know why it used to be wrong? [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Because of pregnancy. The pill changed all that."[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"But it's sex," I said. "Is sex wrong?" she retorted. "Is it wrong with [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]me?"[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"You're my wife."[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"And Andrea is your daughter. If your hand touches her hand is that [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]wrong?" I shook my head 'no'. "Then why is it wrong if your penis [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]touches her vagina? You can't get her pregnant. You can only get her [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]hot. She's having sex anyway. With her seventeen year old boyfriend."[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"It just doesn't seem right," I said.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"You're right. It's dirty. It's nasty. It's forbidden lust. And it's oh [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]so beautiful, honey. Letting her break the taboo with you will only [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]heighten your daughter's pleasure. But will it hurt her? And will you [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]love her less as your daughter?"[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Looking down at the floor, I softly whispered "no".[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Andrea came back into the room. "Okay, it's all set," she said.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"Oh, and one more thing," said my wife. It's a one week stay. You get [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Andrea for six days. I get her for the seventh. Is that fair?"[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Andrea put her hands on her hips. "Mom, I've only done it a couple of [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]times with a girl. Just kissing and touching, mainly. I don't really [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]like it that much. Unless there's a guy there too."[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"Believe me, honey," said my wife. "You'll like it. You'll really like [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]it."[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]I looked down again at my feet as I said, "I just can't believe we're [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]having this conversation. What's happened to my better judgement."[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"Honey," said my wife. "Life's too short to take so seriously. Sex is [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]so much fun. And this is a chance for a once in a lifetime thrill. Take [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]it."[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Three weeks went by. Sometimes it seemed as though I had dreamt the [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]entire story about Eden Isle, another one of my highly immoral and [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]secret fantasies about my daughter. During this time, there was barely [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]a word said between Andrea and myself. She hardly even looked at me and [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]I wondered if perhaps she had changed her mind, feeling both relief and [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]disappointment together. Finally, we received a long distance call [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]telling us we had been accepted, giving us an admission date, and [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]requesting an immediate monetary wire transfer to a private account in [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]a Swiss bank. The price for a one week stay for three people at Eden [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Isle was astronomical. Fortunately, money was no longer a problem in my [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]life. Time however was. I had to hand over my cases to a colleague, [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]offering a very sweet cut in any attorney fees earned during my [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]absence.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]On a sunny Friday morning in the middle of June, Andrea, my wife, and [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]myself took a taxi to the airport and boarded a plane headed for [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Nassau, from where we would take a connected flight out over the blue [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Caribbean.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]On the flight to the Bahamas, all three of us sat in the same row, with [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Andrea in the middle. I noticed her holding her mother's hand. I also [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]noted that during the six-hour trip, Andrea left her seat to go to the [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]restroom at least five times, staying approximately fifteen minutes [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]each time. When she came back to her seat on the final time, we locked [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]eyes as she sat back down next to me. She slyly smiled at me from the [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]edge of her beautiful face, flashing her pretty white teeth, and [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]quickly cupped her hand to my ear, pressing the softness of her pink [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]lipsticked lips to my flesh as she hotly whispered: "I just can't wait [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]for you to fuck me Daddy." Then she closed her eyes contentedly as [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]though going to sleep.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]When the second portion of our flight finally made it to its [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]destination, a sleek black chauffeured limousine was waiting at the [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]small airport. It carried us across several miles of lush tropical [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]terrain, resembling the panorama we had seen in my wife's video tape. [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Andrea pointed out blue and red exotic birds in the trees. The richly [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]verdant and luxuriant setting, even the fragrant sweetness of the air, [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]seemed to be made for seduction. When I turned to my left where Andrea [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]and her mother were sitting, I saw them kiss each other lightly on the [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]lips. My wife's hand was on the rich creamy flesh of Andrea's inner [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]thigh, just below the limit of her brief denim shorts. I suddenly felt [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]a very warm feeling of arousal rush to my head.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]The limousine pulled up to the compound of the resort. The walled [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]entrance was by now very familiar to us, my wife having played the tape [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]over and over again every day. Each of us carrying a small suitcase, we [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]walked up a red brick path to a modern single-story structure and went [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]inside.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]We found ourselves in an elegant lobby with marble tesselated floors [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]and green leafy plants in brass pots. A tall, swarthy man appeared from [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]behind a counter. He was nude and in extremely good physical condition, [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]resembling a bronze Aztec warrior. He was also semi-erect. He walked up [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]to us and shook our hands. He spoke with a cultured British accent. [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"You must be the Chandlers. We've been expecting you. Please come this [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]way. Leave your bags. We'll have someone tend to them." We followed the [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]man a short distance down a hallway and stopped before the doorway to a [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]room on the right as he spoke.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"Please enter and remove all articles of clothing that can physically [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]be removed, including jewelry, rings, and the like. We will have [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]someone store them for you. You will find shower facilities within if [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]you should find the need. Someone will be by within a few minutes to [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]conduct you to the place of your interview," he said. We three went [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]inside and found ourselves in a comfortable and plush locker room, with [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]a single shower room off to the side. The nude man stuck his head back [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]into the room. "Oh, and welcome to Eden Isle. You will surely enjoy it [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]thoroughly. Trust me," he said with a smile.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]We all began peeling off our clothing, Andrea and her mother at one [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]bench, I at another, facing them. I was very nervous but also excited. [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Here, with complete openness and without any moral restriction [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]whatsoever, my daughter would soon not only be naked in front of me, [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]but in my bed. I found myself transfixed by the sight of my daughter, [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]as she removed her shorts, t-shirt and low cut sneakers. Andrea's [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]mother removed her daughter's bra, leaving her with only panties. By [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]this time, I was nude myself. Andrea then looked at me. I noticed her [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]eyes drifting down to my penis which was very erect. She rose and [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]walked to me and stopped, never taking her eyes from my bloated [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]manhood. She suddenly twirled on her pretty bare feet with a sweep of [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]her long blonde hair and backed up to me, presenting me with her [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]posterior which was just below eye level. She raised her forearms up to [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]the height of her shoulders, giving me complete control of her body. I [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]just sat, unable to move.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"Well, honey?" said my wife. "She wants you to have the honor of taking [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]off her panties. After all, you own what's inside now for the next six [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]days."[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Immediately breaking out in a nervous sweat, the blood pounding in my [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]temples, I slowly raised my hands to my Andrea's hips and very lightly [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]inserted my fingertips beneath the elastic of her satin white panties, [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]lightly brushing her skin in the process. My slight contact with the [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]soft warmth of my sweet daughter's hips felt so hopelessly forbidden; [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]so wonderful. I stretched the elastic a moment, with a mixture of worry [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]and languorous indulgence. I could smell the peppery musk of my [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]beautiful daughter's deepest perfume permeating the air. I knew she was [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]aroused.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"Don't keep your sexy daughter waiting," said my wife with a wink and a [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]smile.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]With that, I very slowly and deliberately peeled her panties from her [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]hips. The crotch area was the last to come away, as it stuck slightly [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]to her damp pussy. Andrea softly moaned as the wisp of satin that clung [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]wetly to her crotch tugged at and released itself from the oh so tender [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]flesh of her teenaged pussy. Andrea sighed deeply as I dragged her [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]panties down her buttocks, to her upper thighs, to the delicate flesh [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]behind her knees, and below. So slowly and deliberately, I slightly [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]grazed each portion of her skin, as my hands dragged the precious bit [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]of satin down and down. In these brief indulgent seconds, it flashed [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]through my mind just how sexually superior a young girl was, compared [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]to a man. No man could ever get so aroused if a woman were to remove [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]his briefs. But my young daughter reacted as if every square inch of [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]her ripe, golden body was a penis. Each slow, light touch of my hands [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]down her legs, to her feet brought forth a soft, distant moan.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Finally, she stepped nimbly out of her panties, pointing the toes of [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]her sexy feet. She turned and stood in front of me as in a pose, her [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]feet together, her arms and hands against the sides of her body, her [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]face wearing a demure little smile.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"Aren't you going to say anything?" said my wife. "She beautiful. She's [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]just beautiful," I said. She was beautiful; with wavy blonde hair [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]parted in the middle, reaching down nearly to her waist. It framed the [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]face of an angel, the one that had haunted the dreams of all the boys [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]in her school. Every inch of her was perfect, from her pert breasts [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]with the lightest pink rosebud nipples, to her delicate, smooth feet. [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Her thighs were strong and shapely. Perfect. Her girlish mound was a [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]work of sculptured art. I also noted that Andrea had completely shaven [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]her pubic area, just like her mother.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"Hello," said a voice to the side, interrupting my contemplation of [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Andrea. I turned and saw the beautiful face and body of a light-skinned [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]black woman leaning into the room. She smiled and, in an elegant [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]English accent said, "Please come this way." All three of us rose and [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]followed, leaving our clothing behind.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]We walked down a hallway, passing offices and atriums along the way. [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Andrea walked over to me, looked softly into my eyes, and took my hand [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]in hers and we walked together. I could barely find the nerve to turn [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]my head to look at her. When I did, I met her eyes. I found myself lost [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]in their deep moist blue as we exchanged a penetrating glance that [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]seemed to go on forever. Andrea's upper teeth were biting her lower lip [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]as she batted her eyes and slyly smiled at me with naughty expectation. [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"Daddy, this is so dirty," she smiled. She was simply gorgeous. I then [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]noticed that my wife was overtly eyeing the beautifully shaped buttocks [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]and legs of the black woman striding in front of us. Her very long [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]curly black hair seemed to be bouncing and playing with each muscular [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]rump as it flexed. Occasionally, I could catch a glimpse of the woman's [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]shaven pussy. She was in magnificent physical condition, like a fashion [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]model but with a significant degree of muscular build: a beautiful [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Amazon. I found it hard to breathe from the exciting stimuli that [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]rushed through my veins; the pleasure of my own casual nudity, the [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]breathless anticipation of forbidden sex with my beautiful daughter, [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]and the magnificent frame of our hostess and my wife's uninhibited [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]interest in it.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]The extraordinary black woman stopped in front of an open door and [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]invited us to enter with an elegant backward wave of her hand. "Won't [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]you please step inside." We entered a plush office with three stuffed [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]chairs facing a massive wooden desk. We each picked a chair. The black [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]woman did not go behind the desk, but instead sat on top of it, facing [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]us, crossing her smooth, muscular thighs. Her breasts were large, [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]uplifted and firm, with a very natural look. She sat just opposite the [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]chair of my wife, her feet almost touching my wife's knees. Her English [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]accent was very elegant indeed.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"I'm Olivia and I would like to welcome you very warmly to Eden Isle. [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]I'm sure that this will be a very memorable experience in each of your [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]lives." She turned her torso, uncrossing her legs and bent back to [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]reach for a file behind her on the desk. My wife eyed the pinkish hint [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]of her pussy slit intently as it appeared in our line of vision. Her [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]reverent gaze was like that of the wanderer who had finally seen the [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]promised land. The black woman turned back to us with the file in her [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]hands. She briefly open the file to examine it and then placed it [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]aside. She looked at my wife's captivated eyes and followed them down [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]to her own pussy. She smiled and did not re- cross her legs. She then [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]looked at us.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"You are the Chandlers. Jonathan, Jennifer, and daughter Andrea." She [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]looked at each of us as she said this. "Here at Eden Isle, what we [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]offer is somewhat exclusive in the world. Our policies may or may not [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]be in line with those of your country of origin. You are Americans, [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]correct?"[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"Yes," we both said and nodded.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"How delightful. Americans form the majority of our guests, but we draw [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]our clientele from all parts of the world. Because of certain, shall I [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]say daring aspects of this resort in the world today, we do customarily [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]require an interview with our new arrivals. This also gives us an [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]opportunity to answer questions, discuss our policies, and review a bit [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]of the etiquette in place. Since there is a minor involved, we must be [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]absolutely certain that there has been no coercion whatsoever in [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]bringing her here. Andrea, right?" She smiled at Andrea.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"Hi," said my daughter.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"Hello Andrea. My but you're beautiful," she said. "Andrea, whose idea [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]was it to come here?"[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"My mom's."[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Olivia glanced at my wife. "I can certainly see where you get your good [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]looks, Andrea," said Olivia. "And why did your mother wish to come?"[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"She saw your video. You see my Mom and Dad really love each other and [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]get along now. But my Mom really likes having sex with other women."[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"Oh my," said Olivia. Turning to my wife with a broad smile, she said, [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"Well, Mrs. Chandler, you will find to your liking the fact that [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]virtually every woman in our little community is either bi-sexual or [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]lesbian. As a matter of fact, I find you extremely attractive. Would [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]you care to meet after our interview and go for a swim?"[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"I would love it," said my wife with animation in her voice.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"You will see that most of the people here, including myself are quite [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]frank in expressing their desires," Olivia continued. "We encourage [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]this. While we don't want our guests feeling obligated to have sex with [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]anyone, we would urge you to drop any hang-ups or reticence about [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]having sex with whichever person might appeal to you at any time. All [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]our guests meet certain minimum standards of physical attractiveness. [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Here, once you enter, there is no marriage, there is no parental [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]relationship. There are no moral standards of sexual preference. We are [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]all sexual individuals out to enjoy a full range of pleasure and I [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]highly encourage you to adopt this perspective." Turning to Andrea, she [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]continued, saying, "Anyway, back to you Andrea, why are you here?"[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"I'm here to have sex with my Dad," said Andrea with a shy smile, [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]shrugging her shoulders. My daughter's beautiful thighs were crossed [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]and Olivia stared down to the point where they met.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"And do you want to have sex with your father?"[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"Unh-hunh," my daughter answered, biting her lower lip and smiling, [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]while she swung her dainty foot up and down.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"And whose idea was that," said Olivia.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"Mine. I tried to coax my Dad into having sex with me. But he wouldn't [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]do it. I know he wants it just as bad as I do."[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"But he couldn't follow up on his urge in your home environment," said [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Olivia. "I fully understand. Andrea, are you a virgin?"[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"No. I've had lots of sex. I've had boyfriends. I've even done it with [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]some older guys. And a couple of girls, but I didn't like that as [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]much."[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"Well, I'm sure you have your reasons. But tell me Andrea, why do you [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]wish to have sex with your father?"[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"Well, at least three of my girlfriends at school have done it with [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]their Dads. They told me that it was the best sex of their life. It was [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]great. And their Dads don't look anything like mine. Look at him. He's [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]so cute. And, um, have you seen the size of his thing? It's beautiful. [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Anyway, just thinking about it gets me really going, you know? Really [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]hot. I mean I must have masturbated five or six times in the bathroom [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]of the airplane coming over here. It seems really dirty I know. I guess [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]you must think I'm just a little slut, hunh."[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"I understand. Well, no I don't think you are just a little slut, [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Andrea. I think you are a very, very beautiful, sexy, and gorgeous [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]little slut." She now turned to me with a smile.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"But seriously, Mr. Chandler, you're a very lucky man. If you wish to [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]keep an exclusive relationship with your daughter at our resort, there [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]is a type of, shall we say commitment or marriage ceremony that we can [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]perform. It involves each of you wearing a necklace that lets it be [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]known to anyone else who might approach."[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"I don't think that will be necessary," I said. "There is one more [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]thing. You have paid a great sum of money to come here. In return, we [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]not only provide excellent facilities and extreme privacy from the [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]world, but we also offer a host of services that will astonish you. [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Because of our emphasis on sexual pleasure, we offer some of the latest [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]breakthroughs in modern science. For example, new this summer, we have [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]a revolutionary little device that you really must experience. We can [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]implant a tiny chip in your body, in the men in the upper part of the [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]scrotum and in the women just beneath the clitoris, along with [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]thousands of very tiny micro-devices, micro-robots if you will, along [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]the nerve endings in you genitalia. It's called nanotechnology, I [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]believe. Upon sexual arousal, the automated system intelligently seeks [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]out and amplifies the signals of those nerve endings already going to [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]that part of your brain devoted to sexual pleasure. It derives its [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]power by moderately diverting the signals going to other nerves. It is [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]still experimental and it was developed under exclusive private funding [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]at the Harvard Medical School's biomedical research laboratories. Here, [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]fortunately, we don't have to await FDA approval. I'm sure you will [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]find this light years ahead of viagra or anything else on the market. I [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]encourage you all to try it. It also allows for faster recovery from [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]orgasm and, in most men, it phenomenally increases the amounts of [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]seminal fluid in the ejaculation. In women, it has a ninety-percent [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]success rate in promoting and or increasing female ejaculation, [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]oftentimes with extremely dramatic results. Of course, in all cases, it [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]astonishingly increases the volume of sexual pleasure experienced in [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]the brain. If you should decide to try this wonder of modern science, [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]which I highly recommend, you will of course be required to remove it [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]at the end of your stay. There is also the question of a waiver you [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]must be willing to sign, in the event of unexpected side-effects."[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Olivia then drew up her knees and slightly spread them, placing her [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]feet on the desk. This brought her beautiful shaved pussy entirely into [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]full view, before the excited eyes of my wife.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"In addition to this," she continued, "we offer a very modern clinic [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]with a variety of treatments, lotions, and creams, ultrasound, [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]painkillers, and the like, to help you in quickly recovering from, [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]shall I say rather heated and prolonged sexual encounters. I encourage [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]you all three to make a visit there a part of your daily routine. [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Finally, we offer a very comprehensive range of dietary and nutritional [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]aids designed with great care to ensure your utmost vigor at all times. [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Well, I think that's all. By the way, here are your keys and a map of [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]our compound. The directions for finding your room are quite explicit." [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Olivia handed an envelope to my wife. "Are there any questions."[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]We shook our heads. My wife and Olivia locked eyes.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"Well, thank you for patiently sitting through this interview, as I'm [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]sure you now have far more urgent matters on your respective agendas. [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Jennifer, I have one or two things to take care of and I will meet you [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]by the main pool." Olivia rose from the desk and replaced her file, as [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]we began walking out. She then called out to me as I was in the [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]doorway. "Oh, Mr. Chandler. Andrea is a very, very pretty girl. We have [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]a father-daughter event taking place in a few days that may interest [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]you. It's our annual summer beauty pageant for young girls and their [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]fathers. I hope you decide to enter your daughter."[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]My wife insisted that all three of us immediately make appointments for [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]getting implants. She was like a little girl looking forward to her [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]first Christmas. The implantation procedure itself required less than [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]fifteen minutes for each of us. At the clinic, we got in right away. [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]The medical staff told us that it required about two days for our [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]bodies to get completely acclimated to the chips and their effect. Only [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]ten minutes later, I started feeling noticeably different, breaking out [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]in a sweat and feeling a hot tingling rush between my upper thighs. My [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]erection was painfully telling me it wanted immediate relief. My balls [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]seemed to be swelling larger and I noticed them rubbing on the insides [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]of my legs, provoking an exquisitely pleasurable feeling of liquid [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]sexual fullness and potency.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Both Andrea's and my wife's cheeks, necks, and upper breasts were [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]flushed as we headed up the path to our apartment. Andrea and I again [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]were walking hand in hand. She rubbed her thumb against the top of my [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]hand, then curved her index finger around mine and began rubbing back [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]and forth. She turned her beautiful blue eyes to me again, pouting [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]while she said, "Well Daddy, are you looking forward to our first [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]fuck?" Her pout turned into a playful smile, exciting me beyond [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]measure. Then she put her warm arm around my waist and I put mine [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]around her tender shoulder as we pressed hotly together, walking like [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]lovers. I was feeling an overwhelming wave of blissful anticipation [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]sweep me away, cutting the strength from my legs and concentrating it [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]in my genitals, so much so that I could not bring myself to walk [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]faster. It was all I could do to just bask in the moment, under the [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]warm humid tropical sun with my gorgeous nude daughter walking at my [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]side, the sweet intoxicating smell of her hair and skin against me [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]driving me mad with desire.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]On the way to our room, we arrived at the central swimming pool. Nude [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]people were milling all around, talking, greeting each other, sunning. [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]A woman lay on her side at the edge of the pool and another woman swam [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]up to her and kissed her hotly on the mouth. They began conversing [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]while the woman in the water began casually fingering the other. We [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]stopped when we saw the beautiful face of Olivia as she climbed up a [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]ladder out of the pool. She waved at us and approached, dripping wet. [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]With both hands, she reached up to smooth back her long black curly [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]hair that reached down to her waist, the act causing her impressive [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]breasts to ride even higher and more prominently in our line of vision. [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Even her underarms looked sexually inviting and it seemed like her [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]nipples had a life of their own, happily bouncing to her sexy gait. Her [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]light brown muscular body, particularly the extreme contrast between [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]her tiny sculpted waist and her large rounded muscular buttocks and [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]hips was a feast for the eyes, especially for my wife, who forgot all [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]about us and happily went up to her.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Andrea and I approached them, while Olivia greeted my wife with a light [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]kiss on the lips. Olivia's nipples stuck out like brown finger stubs [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]after her refreshing swim. My wife then put her arms around Olivia's [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]waist, crushing her breasts into hers, and kissed her hard. After about [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]twenty seconds they broke their kiss.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"Well girl," said Olivia. "I don't think you need an implant at all."[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"We just had ours put in. The Doctor said that the effect will keep [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]building for the next few days, depending on the sexual drive of the [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]individual. I think they've created a monster," she said, with a hearty [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]chuckle.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Andrea and I had been following my wife, who had the map to our [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]apartment and the key. While my wife greeted Olivia, I stood and [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]admired my daughter's naked beauty. She was the kind of girl most boys [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]and men would die for. Her body was so soft and warm; her skin so [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]smooth and hairless. Her tender flesh was thrilling to the touch. Her [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]beautiful face was both innocent and seductive. Furthermore, she was my [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]own daughter and she wanted me, completely. The rush of passion was [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]overwhelming and I wanted to take her on the spot. But something inside [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]of me was still telling me that incest was improper and that we should [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]at least wait until we were behind closed doors. I could tell that my [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]daughter was also feeling the ever-growing rush of excitement. Her face [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]was aglow with youthful passion and vitality. She kissed my chest and [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]put her head against it, wrapping her soft arms about my waist, [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]crushing her own girlish waist against my penis. Then, with her right [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]hand, she reached down between us and, while our flesh was still [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]pressed together, she rubbed the bottom edge of her hand along the top [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]of my cockhead. After a few seconds of this, she separated from me and [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]stared at my penis. "I just want to look at it, Daddy. It's so [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]beautiful," she said. She began playing with it, circling it with [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]fingers and thumbs and rubbing up and down, pulling it, and then [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]slapping it in a carefree manner from side to side.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"Jennifer," I called out to my wife. "Jennifer, we're in a hurry," I [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]urgently called to her.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]My wife smiled at me sexily and handed me the keys and the map. "Here [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]you two lovebirds. Don't do something I wouldn't do," she said as [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Andrea and I started briskly walking away. "Like play checkers at a [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]time like this!" she yelled to us.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"Oh, Mr. Chandler," said Olivia as she ran after us. Andrea and I [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]stopped in our tracks as the marvelous frame of the brown Amazon glided [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]toward us at a trot, her impressive breasts making their own [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]statements. Even dripping wet, she still exuded British sophistication. [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"I almost forgot. As you were leaving your interview, a gentleman [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]apparently saw you exiting our building and recognized you. He came [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]inside and asked about you. Of course we said nothing. He insisted I [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]tell you his name. It's an oriental man named Watanabe. He's here with [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]his family as well," she said.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"Tosh Watanabe?" I asked.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"Well I believe his first name is 'Toshiro', yes. Do you know him?" [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]said Olivia. "More importantly yet, do you want to know him, Mr. [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Chandler?"[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Suddenly, to my left I heard a voice shouting 'hey'. I turned to look. [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]It was in fact Tosh Watanabe, Senior Vice President of the U.S. [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]subsidiary of a major Japanese financial institution. I had represented [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]his company and Mr. Watanabe himself in a case involving an accusation [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]of sexual harassment by one of his former secretaries. Thankfully, I [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]won the case, saving Watanabe's and his company's names and landing him [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]a big promotion. After that, his company became one of my major clients [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]for a variety of legal matters. He came jogging toward me from the deck [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]at the side of the swimming pool.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"Chandler san," he said, bowing and then extending his hand as he [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]approached me with a smile. "Good to see you Jonathan."[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]I shook his hand. "Mr. Watanabe, how are you?" I said. "This is rather [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]embarrassing."[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"Nonsense," he said. We Japanese do not find shame in our own bodies. [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Please, I want you to meet my family. My wife Kiku and my daughter [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Michiko," he said, pointing to two women who followed behind him. I [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]turned and received the surprise of my life. Kiku was a statuesque [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Japanese woman, one of the most beautiful creatures I had ever seen. [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Her predatory cat-like eyes were set in the gorgeously thin face of a [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]fashion model, framed in waist-length blue- black hair. Her body was [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]long and shapely, with the thinnest waist accentuated by flaring hips [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]and very large breasts. Her pubic feather was extremely light with just [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]a few delicate black wisps adorning her perfect mound. She looked to be [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]about twenty or twenty one. Michiko was nubile and beautiful as well [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]and looked about the age of my daughter. I shook both their hands. I [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]also paused to glance at my daughter Andrea, who wore the trace of a [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]sulk on her angelic face.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"Aren't you going to introduce me?" said my wife who now came up to us, [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]obviously not immune to Kiku's charming attributes.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"Mr. Watanabe, Kiku, Michiko, this is my wife Jennifer and my daughter [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Andrea," I said, as hands were shaken all around. "You have of course [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]already met Olivia, I take it," I said.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"Well I met Mr. Watanabe, but not his charming wife and daughter," said [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Olivia. "I've certainly been aware of Mrs. Watanabe around the pool, [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]however," she said, smiling seductively.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"Your wife certainly looks young to have such a beautiful teenage [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]daughter," I said to Watanabe.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"Oh, she is not Michiko's mother," he said. Turning to me with an [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]enigmatic smile, Watanabe then flatly stated "so now we are even, [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Jonathan. As my attorney, you know my secrets. Now I know yours," [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]saying the last phrase rather dryly, almost threateningly. Suddenly, he [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]burst into laughter and patted me on the back. Everyone else laughed [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]along with him.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"What secret?" I said, trying to sound pleasant.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"Well, you are here with your lovely daughter. Your very, very [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]beautiful daughter I might add," he said, bowing deeply to Andrea. [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"Everyone knows why you would come to this very unique and [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]extraordinary place with such a magnificent vision of loveliness who [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]happens to be your daughter. The same reason as me!" he said, erupting [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]again into laughter and patting me on the back. I couldn't help [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]noticing the softness and grace of his petite young daughter, trying to [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]imagine her having sex with Watanabe. "I'm sorry, Jonathan," he [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]continued. "This is your first time here, correct?"[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"Yes it is," I answered sheepishly. I felt Andrea's finger jabbing me [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]in the ribs as she came up close to me, whispering "Let's go, Daddy."[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"Well if you young ladies and you gentlemen will excuse us, I believe [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]we are late for our swim,"said Olivia to Watanabe and myself. "It would [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]be most pleasant if Mrs. Watanabe could join us, wouldn't it, [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Jennifer?"[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"Please call me Kiku," said Watanabe's wife in a Japanese accent, [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]smiling demurely. "May I please join you? It's all right, honey?" she [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]asked her husband Watanabe.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"Oh my wife, my beautiful wife," he said. "Please enjoy yourself to the [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]fullest. That is why we are here."[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]As the women laughingly walked away, undulating their magnificent [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]buttocks, Watanabe turned to me and said, "she is beautiful, my wife. [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]As is yours. Kiku was my secretary. Efficient, charming, beautiful. Now [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]she barely has time for me in her thoughts. What is a most beautiful [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]woman to do once she has conquered every man? What challenges remain?"[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"Other beautiful women?" I asked.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"Precisely," he said. "My wife always points out to me that women are [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]the essence of beauty and sexuality in our society. They are far [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]superior to men in the degree and subtle variety of sexual pleasure [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]they can attain. Women admire beauty and sexual power in each other as [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]well. Now that lesbianism is so openly accepted by our society and even [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]encouraged by men, my Kiku believes that women can now feel totally [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]free to pursue what comes quite naturally to each and every one of [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]them. She tells me one day our society will consider men only to be [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]useful for propagation of the species, but that real sexual enjoyment [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]will be entirely between women. Fortunately, that day has not come."[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"Believe me, I know what you mean," I said.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"Your wife, too?" he said.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Andrea this time pulled on my penis and whispered into my ear, more [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]loudly than before, "Daddy, let's go. Please hurry. I can't wait any [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]longer."[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"Mr. Chandler. Jonathan. I would consider it a personal favor to me and [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]to my company if you would allow my beautiful Michiko to give you a [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]tour of this compound. At the same time, I would find great pleasure in [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]showing your exquisite young daughter the sights."[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Andrea whispered again into my ear, pulling the hairs in my chest, [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"Daddy, I need it now. Right now. Please let's go. I feel so hot all of [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]a sudden. I want to be with you now. Please." I was feeling the heat [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]myself. Watanabe, however, was a fly in the ointment. "As I said, [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Jonathan, I would consider it a very great favor," he said to me.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"Honey, we can't go just yet. I'm sorry," I murmured to Andrea. "His [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]company is one of my most important clients. Let's just wait awhile."[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]With that, Andrea hesitated a moment, then ripped the chest hairs she [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]was holding and went to Watanabe, holding out her hand. I grimaced in [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]pain. She looked back at me with a mixture of anger and betrayal in her [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]face. Watanabe graciously extended his hand and went off with my [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]daughter as she roughly jerked him along behind her. He waved back at [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]me and Michiko as my naked daughter pulled him quickly along.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]In a nearly perfect American accent, young Michiko came very close to [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]me and softly murmured. "My father would like me to give you a tour. [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Shall me go?"[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]I nodded. "Just lead the way."[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"I'm afraid you will have to lead the way. To your apartment, please," [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]she said matter-of- factly, taking my hand.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Our apartment was a comfortable bedroom with a king-sized bed and a [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]bar. Once inside our room, Michiko went to the bar and brought out a [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]glass. "What drink would you have?" she asked me.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"That won't be necessary," I said, still feeling rather uneasy at being [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]alone with a pretty, nude fifteen year old girl.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"I insist. My father wishes me to please you," she said.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"Whiskey then," I said.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]She smiled sweetly as she poured. She was a budding version of Kiku; [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]smooth Asian skin, wonderful almond-shaped eyes made even more [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]wonderful with artful make-up, long black hair, and a very petite but [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]well-proportioned body. Her pussy was completely shaven, like my [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]daughter and her breasts were small, widely separated conical points, [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]with achingly beautiful little pink buds at the ends. She sauntered [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]sexily towards me from behind the bar, handing me the drink.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"Thanks," I said.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"Your daughter is very beautiful," she said. "Does she relish the [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]pleasures of her own sex?"[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"What do you mean?"[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"Does she enjoy other girls?" she smilingly murmured.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"I don't know," I replied.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]She then walked toward the bathroom. "How do you like your shower Mr. [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Chandler? Hot or cold?'[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]As I sipped my drink, I realized that this beautiful young Japanese [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]teenage girl was not only going to have sex with me, but was going to [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]do it with a special style. I was seventeen when I last had sex with a [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]fifteen year old girl. That girl was now my wife. Until just recently, [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]I had forgotten how stimulating a fresh, glowing young girl of fifteen [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]could be. Now, I began to see young girls of that age as the ultimate [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]embodiment of erotic sensuality. In the back of my mind, however, I [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]still had the feeling it was wrong, no matter how free Olivia said I [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]could behave.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"You don't have to do that," I told her, setting down my glass.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"Oh but I wish to. I wish to please my father. Also, I find you very [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]attractive," she said as she came towards me. She came right up to me [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]and I felt her warm breath on the hairs of my chest. She was perhaps an [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]inch shorter than Andrea but smaller boned than my perfect daughter. It [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]gave her an air of fragile beauty like a delicate ivory carving. She [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]looked briefly into my eyes. Then she took my penis into her hand, [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]rubbing it back and forth, grazing the nail of her index finger on the [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]sensitive tip on the underside and digging it in, provoking pain and [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]exquisite pleasure. "Come," she said, leading me by the penis towards [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]the bathroom, letting it graze the skin of her buttocks as she trailed [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]it behind her.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]In the shower I let Michiko have her way with me. She moved with [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]certainty and no hesitation. She lathered my chest and concentrated her [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]attentions to that part of my body, kissing it repeatedly. She then [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]lathered my shoulders and arms, spending extra time on my well-muscled [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]biceps. "You are beautiful," she said. "You have the body of a handsome [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]warrior." Then she moved down past my genitals to my muscular thighs, [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]which she massaged with soap. My balls were now aching for release and [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]I could feel the intense pressure and warmth building ever stronger. [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]They now felt about twice or more their normal size during arousal and [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Michiko's hands lightly brushed them as a man would tease the sides of [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]a woman's breasts, again and again as she lathered my upper thighs. [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Finally, she lathered my penis. By now I was having a great deal of [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]trouble containing the growing heat in my genitals, the implants now [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]taking much more effect. Michiko leaned her face up into the stream of [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]water and caught some in her mouth. Then, she stooped to my penis and [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]ever so slowly began moving her lips towards it, the shower water [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]splashing against the bones of her lower spine. I looked down and saw [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]her open her mouth, letting the water mixed with her saliva squirt onto [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]my penis from her beautiful pouting lips. She then breathed on my penis [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]with the sweetest subtlety, never letting her lips touch it, then [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]slightly withdrew her head. She approached her mouth again and tried to [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]circle her small hands around my penis. Before she could touch her lips [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]to the tip, however, I began gasping and thrusting from excitement. I [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]had my first cum of the day and it felt like it was the first cum of my [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]life, it was so powerful. I jerked in her hands at least nine or ten [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]times and the semen richly flew out of my cockhead, hitting the top of [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]the shower stall with a loud splat, each time. I was shocked at the [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]copious amounts of my squirts. Michiko looked in awe at the white [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]streaks of my eruptions and, when they had died down, she put her mouth [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]over my penis and began to drink and suck on my shriveling cock, which [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]was still spewing a good strong trickle of cum. She continued sucking [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]and sucking for at least two minutes. To my amazement, my penis came [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]back to full strength and the lustful ache in my balls returned, [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]stronger than ever. No teenager in the world had ever felt as horny as [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]I now felt. I began thrusting in her mouth, which was too small to take [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]but an inch or two of me at the tip. My desire was strong and I had to [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]have Michiko's body. In an adrenaline rush, I picked up her light frame [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]in my hands and leaned her against the shower wall. She squealed and [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]laughed with excitement as I entered her.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]We fucked hotly under the coolness of the spray. Inside of me, I had an [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]unusual sense of well-being and strength. Michiko was so light to me [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]that I could hold her up by the waist and impale her on myself, while [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]she wrapped her arms and legs about me. Michiko was wetter than any [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]woman or girl I had ever fucked. She was dripping with juices that came [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]warmly flooding against my public hair and balls, which I could feel [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]even under the coolness of the water. She orgasmed once in the four or [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]five minutes of frantic thrusting that I enjoyed with her and she came [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]again as I erupted with even greater force than before. It felt like my [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]balls were the size of melons and the pleasure that I felt was [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]unspeakably deep-down good. I cried out at the top of my voice as [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Michiko screamed with joy. Even after my eleventh or twelfth generous [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]squirt into the girl's clenching pussy, I continued pumping in and out [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]for at least another minute before kissing her hotly against the shower [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]wall and letting her down. It was an amazing experience; any sex I had [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]ever had before paled by comparison.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]For the next two hours in bed, Michiko and I had one long session of [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]sex, interrupted by only brief moments of petting and re-arousal. I [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]must have cum five or six more times in that two- hour period, with [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Michiko at least doubling that number. When we did finally take a [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]break, she went to the small refrigerator by the bar and removed a [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]pitcher filled with a liquid and put it under the blender. She poured [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]out two drinks for us and told me that it was a special vitamin and [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]protein-enriched drink that the resort provided every day to help [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]maintain sexual stamina.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]In the late afternoon, we were awakened by a knock at the door. Michiko [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]and I had passed out from the sexual exertion, lying in each other's [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]arms. Through sleepy eyes, I saw Andrea walk into the room, take one [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]quick glance at us, and walk slowly out. I felt great stiffness in the [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]muscles of my arms and back as I tried to pull myself from sleep. I [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]kissed Michiko quickly and excused myself. I ran out into the sunny [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]compound and looked for my daughter Andrea.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]My bare feet slapped the hot concrete of walkways, the soft dirt of [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]worn paths, the cool moistness of the green grass of lawns. I searched [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]for her everywhere, in the gardens, along the walkways, at the main [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]pool, in the elegant cafeteria. My body still tingled from its internal [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]heat, which rivaled the hot and humid tropical air. I called her name [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]over and over, entering crowded orgy rooms where dozens of naked people [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]were having random sex. There were rooms with tubs filled with warm [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]scented oils, where dozens of women delightedly rolled and slid around [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]on top of each other. In another room, approximately one dozen young [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]boys were jacking off men and seeing how high they could get their [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]penises to squirt, while a referee measured the height of each [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]eruption. In another room, I saw Olivia, my wife, and Kiku, legs spread [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]wide open, taking part in a pussy-tasting contest, where women lined up [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]to taste each of several beautiful candidates' spread pussies to vote [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]on the best-tasting one. In each room and at various places of sexual [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]activity around the compound, TV cameras were filming the action and I [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]was told that it was being broadcast throughout the resort on their [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]local closed-circuit TV, so that guests could choose what portion of [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]this sexual Disneyland to visit next.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Finally, I found myself wandering on the private beach, admiring the [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]majestic sunset of the deep blue Caribbean Sea. There I found her, [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]sitting cross-legged and gazing at the horizon, her head in her hands, [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]just beyond the reach of the cool, crashing surf. Her hair and body [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]were warmly aglow with the reflected orange and red colors of the [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]setting sun. I walked up to Andrea. She didn't stir. I sat down next to [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]her and reached for her hair to stroke it. She pushed my hand away. [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"I'm sorry," I told her.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"You fucked her," said Andrea. "It was supposed to be me," she said [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]with dejection in her voice.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"I'm sorry, baby," I said. "I love you, Andrea. More than you'll ever [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]know. I guess I'm afraid of my feelings for you. You're a beautiful [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]young girl and, you happen to be my daughter."[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"How many times did you fuck her?"[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"Andrea, I'm so confused. Everything is upside down. And my body has [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]never felt this turned on," I said, looking down at the enormous [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]erection I now had between my legs. My daughter also began eyeing it [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]intently.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"How many times, Daddy?" she insisted.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"Princess, I still think that incest with you is wrong."[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"Your cock doesn't think it's wrong, Daddy," she said. Suddenly, she [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]pulled hard on my penis, tossed some sand in my face, and started to [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]run away. I instinctively grabbed for one of her feet, tripping her.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"Hey," I said, rising to my feet. She kicked more sand in my face and [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]ran away down the beach. I ran after her and caught up to her, bringing [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]her down. Andrea then kicked my jaw with her foot, got up, and ran [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]again. This time I followed hotly after her as she began wildly [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]giggling. I leaped after her but she darted out of the way, causing me [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]to fall and kiss the sand. She slowed down and, still giggling, she ran [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]her fingers through her thick wavy blonde hair which fanned out behind [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]her in the cool, wet sea breeze. I rose to resume the chase. Again she [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]giggled as I chased the two beautiful rounded buttocks on her young [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]girlish frame as she ran and ran. Finally, both of us exhausted, she [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]slowed down and let me tackle her into a crashing wave. She fell onto [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]her back in the water and brought me down on top of her. We looked into [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]each other's eyes and then kissed passionately, as I wrapped my arms [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]around my beautiful nude daughter and luxuriated in the contact of the [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]flesh of our full bodies together. She then broke the kiss and eagerly [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]locked her eyes with mine.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"Fuck me now," she said. "I've waited so long for this moment, Daddy. [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]You and I were meant to fuck," she said with a naughty little girl [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]smile. I started to open my mouth but she closed it with her hand. [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"Don't talk. Just fuck me. I know you want it, Daddy. Don't fight it [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]anymore. All Daddies were meant to fuck their little girls. It's just [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]too good to resist." With that, she thrust her hand between us and [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]brought my aching hard-on to the haven of her most secret girl-place [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]and ran the tip of my penis along the crack to her precious vault of [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]hidden treasure. Then she massaged her clitoris with the head, throwing [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]her own head sideways into the water and moaning loudly as a wave [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]crashed over us at the edge of the beach. With her wet blonde hair [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]soaking in the water, she opened her mouth wide in silent ecstasy and [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]brought my penis into her teenaged hole. She wrapped her legs around my [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]back and I began pumping, as another wave crashed over us. Her wet face [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]emerged from the spray, as she shouted with gleeful exuberance, "Look [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]at us, Daddy, we're fucking!" We kissed passionately, smacking our lips [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]together again and again, as she continued to say on every break [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]between our mouths: "Daddy, we're fucking!" "we're fucking!" "we're [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]fucking!" "we're fucking!" "we're fucking!"[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]My penis was in heaven, bathing in the sweet honey of my daughter's [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]warm and abundantly wet cunt. In the internal bath her pussy was giving [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]my penis, it was thoroughly and luxuriantly soaked in her warm sugary [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]syrup. "Daddy I want you to fuck me hard. Fuck me hard," she said, her [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]face dripping with water and her breath coming in labored gasps. [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Despite the rich wetness inside her, she clamped me very tightly in the [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]vice of her honey hole. And even though I was fucking her in the cool [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]water, I couldn't get over the delicious fact that her pussy was so [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]dramatically wet and warm. I could feel wave after wave of gushing [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]nectar, desperately trying to escape from the paradise between my [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]daughter's legs. I thrust wildly inside of her as she began a series of [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]loud moans, which kept building in intensity and urgency, as the flesh [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]of my penis rubbed the flesh of her sugar walls. Finally, after about [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]one hundred thrusts, I began squirting as though all the pressurized [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]juices in my body were escaping deliciously through the tube in the [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]underside of my penis. I lost count of the pressurized squirts, but [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]they were at least double in amount and intensity to those I had [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]experienced just hours before with Michiko. My squirts were so powerful [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]and thick I thought I could actually hear them splatter as they hit the [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]top end of my daughter's vagina. An especially large wave drowned our [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]bodies completely for many seconds, muffling Andrea's screams of sexual [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]pleasure, but we continued thrusting at each other, the survival [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]instinct taking a definite back seat to our uncontrollable lust.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Without pause, I then stood in the water and violently snatched Andrea [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]into my arms. She made urgent animal noises of passion deep in her [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]throat. I man-handled her, taking complete ownership of her body, [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]turning her upside down, her head near my penis, which was still [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]unquenchably erect and burning with desire. My testicles swelled again [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]with an even greater urgency for the release of the wonderful semen [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]that they contained. With a renewed vigor and strength, I held my [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]lovely naked daughter upside down by the waist and I violently thrust [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]my head between her legs which joyously spread wide to either side. I [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]began eating my daughter's pussy while she sucked with critical [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]intensity at my cock. I was crazed with desire and acted as though my [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]daughter was a piece of choice flesh for me to ravish at will.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]As we ate each other with relish, I felt the highest degree of sexual [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]power I had ever experienced. My mind briefly flashed on scenes from my [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]wife's wanton lesbian orgies I had witnessed at her swing parties. [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Often, I had secretly fantasized at these times about being a woman and [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]ravishing other women as my wife had done. Nothing I had ever glimpsed [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]seemed to involve more heated sexual coupling, more arduous and [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]forbidden passion than my wife's lesbian sex. She worshiped pussy far [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]more than any man, and her pussy in turn was idolized with raw desire [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]by her girlfriends. Now, however, I felt thoroughly satisfied to be [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]male. No lesbian could ever experience the deep pleasure I had just [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]felt, the fiercely intense sexual thrill that I luxuriated in, as my [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]genitals had squirted wad after delicious burning wad of fluid deep [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]from inside my body into my daughter's clenching and unclenching sweet [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]hole of ecstasy. Lesbians would most definitely have had penis envy if [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]they just knew how good I had felt. And now, I wanted more than [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]anything to again squirt hard and long into my daughter's tender mouth [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]and down her delicate teenaged throat. Soon, even with the crashing of [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]surf all around, I heard my daughter's loud suck sounds on my penis. I [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]knew she was close to cumming as she slurped my cock with abandon. My [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]tongue was scooping her abundantly sweet girly perfume as it warmly [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]gushed from her hole. Even though she was upside-down, her nectar [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]bubbled forth with sugary, tangy froth. Suddenly, she began using her [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]teeth on my penis, biting it, and flailing her spread legs, curling her [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]toes. She began convulsing violently, under the powerful surge of a [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]ferocious orgasm. She was shaking hysterically with lust as I began [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]squirting into her throat. She began swallowing frantically while at [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]the same time releasing a flood of pussy syrup up into my face. I was [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]astonished at the abundance of her fluids. As a boy, I had seen young [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]female horses on the farm react to the approach of a stallion, lifting [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]their tails and exposing their sex. The equine slits of those mares [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]would emit amazing squirts of cum, almost like garden hoses, [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]splattering loudly on the ground, as their holes would wink again and [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]again in anticipation of being mounted. My daughter's cunt was now [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]shooting squirt after squirt into my face, with even greater power than [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]those mares. Under the influence of the implants with which she had [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]been fitted, her ejaculations were far more powerful and abundant than [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]even my own male ones. Once again, I envied the sexual superiority of [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]women. I realized that no man could cum with that abundance of juices [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]as my entire upper body was coated with the sticky, musky goo of her [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]wild eruptions, that came again and again. It must have been enjoyable [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]for her beyond belief, and I tried to drink in as much as possible but [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]there was simply far too much. Meanwhile, my daughter continued to [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]convulse violently in my arms and it required all of my invigorated [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]male strength to hold her.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]After emitting what seemed like well over thirty seconds of the most [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]powerful ejaculations I had ever seen, my daughter hung limply in my [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]arms. I summoned my last reserve of strength and carried her up to the [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]dry portion of the beach and lay down next to her.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]The next thing I knew, my cheeks were being slapped. I roused myself [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]from a near comatose sleep and saw before me the slowly focusing face [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]of the nude man who had greeted us hours ago from behind the counter [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]upon our arrival, the bronze Aztec warrior. The buzzing in my head then [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]gave way to his calm British tones: "Here we go. Here we go. Got a bit [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]carried away, did we? Are you quite all right, sir?" My body felt [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]absolutely drained and my mouth was parched. Lying next to me, Andrea [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]was sipping and nursing at the contents of a liquid container through a [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]straw.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"What time is it," I rasped.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"Morning, sir," replied the man. "Appears you've slept through the [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]night. Saw you on my morning jog two hours ago and just now saw you [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]again still here. Take this," he said, handing me a long container with [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]a straw. "Got to watch yourself, sir. Don't let your juices run dry." I [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]began sipping and only then realized just how hungry and dehydrated I [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]had become. "Better, are we?" I nodded. "Well, good day to you then. [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Carry on, sir. But prudently, please." With that, he walked away down [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]the beach. As I watched him go, life coming back to my brain, I [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]realized that with such a sexually stimulating daughter as my own, [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]prudence would never be anywhere near the top of the agenda.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Andrea and I kissed each other good-morning, like husband and wife, and [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]walked hand-in- hand back to the compound. I was still feeling the rush [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]of sexual arousal, but now my primal urge for nourishment was foremost [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]in my body. I was simply famished. Andrea and I asked the way to the [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]cafeteria and immediately headed there.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]In the modern architecture inside the cafeteria, dozens of naked people [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]were eating, drinking and talking. Right next to the door, what [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]appeared to be a good-looking young family was having breakfast. I was [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]amazed to see what must have been a brother and sister, humping away [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]together in a chair. Andrea and I took up trays and dashed to the line [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]to pick up food. In addition to a hearty breakfast, we were given [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]another protein and vitamin-enriched drink. We made our way to a table [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]and I again heard a familiar voice.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"Chandler san. Over here." It was Watanabe and Michiko. He waved me [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]over to the long table where he and his daughter were having breakfast. [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Incredibly, Michiko was sitting up on his tray, her thighs trapping the [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]large plate from which Watanabe was eating. "Good morning, Jonathan. [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]And good morning to you, my Queen." Watanabe bowed his head in the [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]direction of my daughter. Andrea smiled back and we took up seats next [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]to Watanabe.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"I trust from the great look of fatigue on your face, Jonathan, that [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]you have thoroughly enjoyed your stay to this point," he said. "May I [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]say that your lovely daughter Andrea is not only the most beautiful [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]girl I have ever seen, but she is by far the most sexually aggressive [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]creature whose company I have ever had the privilege to enjoy. She is a [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]tigress and you, Jonathan, are a most fortunate man." With that, he [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]scooped from his plate what appeared to be some scrambled eggs on his [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]fork and rubbed it up and down at the apex of his daughter's thighs. He [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]brought his fork up to his daughter, who opened her mouth and took the [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]contents into it.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]I glanced at my daughter, who smilingly nodded to Watanabe, in [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]acknowledgement of his praise.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"I have now been here for one month, Jonathan, and during this time I [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]have never seen anyone adapt to the implants so quickly as has your [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]daughter. She is an erotic marvel. A sexual wonder of nature." I [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]glanced over at my daughter, who was demurely eating, with a little [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]smile wrinkling the corner of her mouth. I wondered just what she and [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Watanabe had done together that had earned such praise. "I take it, [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Jonathan, that you enjoyed my daughter's company as well," he said, [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]taking a forkful of food into his own mouth after running it along his [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]daughter's slit.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"Well, Michiko is a very sweet and lovely young girl," I answered.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"Michiko is her father's nasty little whore, isn't she," he said to his [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]daughter.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"Yes, father," said Michiko, leaning back with her hands on the table [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]and spreading her legs straight out, fully revealing her open pink [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]pussy.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"And is Andrea your nasty little whore, Jonathan?"[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"Well, Andrea is the light of my life and I love her. She's my little [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]angel," I said. With that, Watanabe took a piece of bacon from his [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]plate, rubbed it into his daughter's open pink vagina and brought it [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]out, glistening with juices, handing it to Andrea. I looked with open- [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]mouthed amazement as my daughter eagerly took it into her mouth and [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]swallowed. I was further amazed when Andrea then stepped on her chair [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]and came up onto the table, sitting in my large tray of food as well. [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]She then smiled at me, leaned back with her hands on the table and [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]spread her legs in imitation of Watanabe's daughter. Michiko leaned [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]over to her and Andrea and the two teenagers kissed. My erection [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]suddenly hit the underside of the table with a 'slap'. The girls [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]continued to plant soft kisses on each other's lips while Watanabe [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]continued speaking. Meanwhile, I came once again into the grips of an [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]overpowering sexual urge. I could not control my own hand as it grabbed [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]my penis under the table and began to stroke as I watched my daughter [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]and her new-found friend.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"Do not underestimate the power of the implants, Jonathan. They are an [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]amazing technological breakthrough. They are also one of the other [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]reasons why I am here. They are the very beginning of what will prove [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]to be one of the largest industries of the coming century. The pill was [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]a primitive start. Viagra the latest example. But in countless research [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]laboratories throughout the world, scientists are gearing up for the [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]coming technological revolution in sexual enhancement. Eroto-tech, they [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]call it. Through the magic of electronics, nanotechnology, fuzzy logic [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]and intelligent automated control systems, even through genetics, we [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]will discover ways to improve sexual performance and increase both our [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]psychological and physiological capacity for enjoyment. Sex is the [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]ultimate human pleasure and technology certainly will not ignore it. In [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]fact, it will become the primary focus of major industries."[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]With that, I looked on numbly as Watanabe grabbed his lithe young [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]daughter's hips and placed his mouth in the plate, between her widely-[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]spread legs. He forced his tongue into the edge of the plate overlapped [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]by his daughter's thighs, eating whatever food remained. Then, his [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]tongue went right into the glistening pink hole of his daughter, beyond [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]her delicate, flower petal lips. Michiko let out a high-pitched moan of [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]satisfaction.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"Daddy, aren't you hungry?" said my wanton daughter to me with glee. [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"You've barely eaten a thing. Eat my pussy, Daddy. It's fresh and it's [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]so good for you," she said, giggling with delight. "I'm so hot for your [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]tongue, Daddy. Please suck my clitty." My daughter swiveled forward in [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]my plate and grabbed my head in her hands, yanking on my hair. "This [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]restaurant specializes in fresh beaver," she giggled, as she thrust my [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]face into her pussy and sighed with satisfaction. "Suck me, Daddy," she [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]chirped. No longer in control of my lust, I began devouring her snatch, [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]running my tongue from her swollen little flavor bud down into her [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]hole, back and forth. I then settled in to contentedly suck on my [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]daughter's clitoris while grabbing fistfuls of her smooth upper thighs [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]as she squirmed with delight.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Within moments, both young girls started thrusting their hips into our [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]faces, moaning with desperation. Watanabe sat back in his chair and [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]pulled me back into mine. He opened his mouth as Michiko's pussy let [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]out a veritable stream of cum which he caught in his throat. Seconds [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]later, Andrea's pussy did the same, as she continued fingering herself [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]with abandon. I swallowed and swallowed. Michiko had finished her [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]squirting but Andrea was just gearing up. She was having multiple [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]orgasms. After catching at least five massive squirts into my open [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]mouth, there was a pause in my daughter's eruptions, after which they [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]kicked in again. I felt the presence of little Michiko as she sat up on [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]my lap, inserting my penis into her. She sat in front of me with her [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]open mouth and caught another ten or twelve squirts from my Andrea's [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]cunt. Our faces and upper bodies became covered with my daughter's [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]sweet syrup, as well as the diners at the table behind us. Then, I [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]unleashed a flood of cum into Michiko's pussy. Finally, Andrea stopped [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]emitting her intense screams of pleasure. I looked around and saw quite [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]a number of people watching in amazement around us, men and women with [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]their hands busily active in their crotches. In fact, the entire [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]cafeteria was now silent and looking our way. Here and there I heard [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]snatches of phrases: 'Have you ever?' 'Never seen anything like it'.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Andrea smiled, leaned forward, and kissed Michiko, who was still [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]propped up in my lap. Then Michiko reached into her own went pussy and [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]brought out a glistening finger. She lifted it to my daughter who [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]happily took it into her mouth and sucked, closing her eyes with [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]satisfaction. "In one end and out the other," my daughter then said. It [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]was a popular expression of her mother's, reflecting her lesbian [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]vocabulary, but it was the first time I had ever heard it in Andrea's [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]mouth.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"Jonathan," said Watanabe, bringing me out of my stunned shock, "your [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]daughter is supreme. My Michiko is very taken with her. She told me [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]that from the moment she saw your Andrea it was love at first sight. We [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]are leaving this place tomorrow. I would be most appreciative if you [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]would bring Andrea tonight to our humble little room. It would mean a [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]great deal to me, and to my daughter. I ask you, please."[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"Can we Daddy? Please," said my daughter, locking eyes with the [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]beautiful Japanese girl who had just drunk her most intimate perfume.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Our sexual vigor replenished from nourishment, Andrea and I went back [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]to our apartment. On the way, we had sex and more sex. We screwed right [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]in the grass along a busy walkway, with passers-by stepping all around [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]us. We screwed near the main pool in a lounge chair, on the diving [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]board, and in the shallow end in full view of everyone. We went to an [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]orgy room and I screwed Andrea over and over, in every position. With [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]people fucking all around us, I began screwing Andrea on her back, [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]myself in a seated position. Next to us, I noticed a familiar face. It [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]was Olivia, who was screwing with what had to be a 12 year old boy. [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]With her impressively muscled body, she of course dominated him in size [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]and in physical strength. She was on her backside, with the boy's penis [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]in her anal passage and she was roughly gripping his hips with her [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]hands, forcing him into her, virtually lifting him in the air with [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]every thrust. Suddenly, she noticed Andrea and bodily lifted the young [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]boy off her. Practically holding him in the air, she guided his penis [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]to Andrea's mouth. Andrea smiled and accepted it. Soon, the young boy [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]was jerking in my daughter's mouth while she contentedly shivered with [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]pleasure as she drank down his juice. When he had finished, Olivia sat [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]on Andrea's face, her body turned in my direction. She smiled at me. [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Olivia and I then shared a very passionate kiss, rubbing our tongues [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]together. Soon, Olivia and I both came. After my orgasm, Olivia went [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]into a sixty-nine with my daughter and began sucking my sperm from her [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]pussy with the wildest passion, her tongue probing deeply into the [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]pinkish depths of my gorgeous daughter's pussy.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]My daughter was lost in a world of pleasure as she engaged in her first [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]real lesbian sex. Her tongue busily probed the inner folds of Olivia's [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]pussy, savoring each inch of tender flesh. She sucked and drank [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Olivia's copious juices with lip-smacking fervor, as though it were the [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]finest wine. Her wild moans and screams reminded me all too much of her [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]own mother and I looked on with both arousal and apprehension. After [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]both Olivia and my daughter had enjoyed what I perceived as several [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]wet, squirting, and powerful orgasms, I had to practically tear my [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Andrea away from her arms.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]I led Andrea back to our room, where we showered and had sex, followed [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]by more sex in bed. Finally, we fell asleep in each other's arms. I [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]awoke several hours later and found the bed empty. I looked at the [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]clock and noticed that it was nearly six p.m. We were to meet Watanabe [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]and his daughter in their room at seven. Moments later, I heard voices [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]at the front door and saw it open. I saw the beautiful backside of my [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]daughter as she kissed Olivia passionately at the entrance to the door. [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"I had so much fun. See you," said Andrea.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"I think I'm in love," said Olivia, in her unmistakable British accent.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Andrea giggled, said, "bye" and shut the door behind her. She leaned up [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]against it and sighed, like a young girl coming back from a hot date. [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]She flashed her eyes at me as she walked past my bed on the way to the [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]bathroom. "Hi Daddy."[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"Andrea, how long have you been gone?"[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"Awhile," she said as she disappeared into the bathroom. Seconds later, [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]she came out with a comb and ran it through her long, disheveled blonde [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]hair as she gazed at herself in the full- length mirror.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"Do you feel all right?" I asked.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"I'm fine," she said lethargically. "Are you mad at me?"[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"No honey. I just wonder if you're overdoing it. I guess I'm to blame [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]there too."[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Andrea set down her comb and came to my bed, took my arm, and wrapped [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]herself in it.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"Daddy, I love your penis. I love what we're doing together. It's just [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]that I found out that I really, really like girls too. I didn't know it [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]could be this much fun. I hope you're not mad at me."[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"I'm not mad at you. Maybe I'm getting real mad at myself for letting [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]your mother talk us into this."[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"Aren't we going to Mr. Watanabe's tonight?"[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"Do you feel up to it, honey? You've had quite a day."[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"Daddy, I just can't stop. I love sex. My orgasms just keep getting [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]stronger. It's so much fun. It's so much fun."[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"Honey, this is not natural. You shouldn't overdo it."[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"Let's go, please? Please?" said my beautiful daughter, planting a kiss [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]on my penis, causing it to stir to erection. She then took it into her [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]mouth and began sucking with great relish, moaning and fingering [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]herself. My own desire for sex took over and I began thrusting in her [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]mouth. Moments later, I came with great power. My daughter couldn't [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]come close to swallowing the great quantities of sperm that I [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]unleashed, which trickled down her body, coating the bedsheet where we [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]lay.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Tosh Watanabe was, needless to say, a quite wealthy man. His apartment [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]was in a separate, exclusive area of the compound and from the looks of [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]its exterior, had a great deal more living space than our own at Eden [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Isle. I accompanied my beautiful daughter up the private walkway to [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Watanabe's so-called 'humble little room'. Andrea was freshly showered, [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]made-up, and sweetly perfumed. She looked like she'd spent the day [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]resting, rather than having had one round of sexual activity after [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]another.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Watanabe came to the door and solemnly bowed. His penis was shriveled [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]and dripping semen as he greeted us. Inside his spacious living-room, [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]his daughter Michiko lounged on a plush red velvet couch. She [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]immediately rose to greet Andrea and kissed her lips, her father's [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]sperm still freshly coating them. Andrea kissed her back and squeezed [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Michiko's buttocks in response. After several deep french kisses, the [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]girls parted and went hand-in-hand to the sofa and sat down, where they [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]resumed their necking.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"Thank you for coming, Jonathan. My daughter is very happy to see [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]yours. Apparently, the feeling is quite mutual."[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"So how long have you been coming here," I asked him.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"I come here often throughout the year. This is my third year at this [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]resort."[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"I never heard about this place before, much less dreamt that any place [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]like this could exist."[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"Oh they exist, Jonathan. There are others around the world. Only they [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]have been well- guarded secrets."[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"This is quite a place you have. It must be very expensive."[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"Not expensive, Jonathan. For someone who takes his pleasures as [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]seriously as I."[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]My eyes swept the room. It was large and well-furnished, with several [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]works of art depicting sexual activity, painted in subtle asian colors [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]and styles. A pure white statue resembling Michiko and Kiku, locked in [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]an embrace, highlighted the center. I also noted that other rooms led [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]off to the sides.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"Let me show it to you," he said, rising. "Come girls." Our two [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]daughters were now mutually fingering each other and kissing hotly on [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]the couch. Michiko tore herself away from Andrea, fire in her eyes. [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"Yes father," she said. She took Watanabe's hand. Andrea rose to follow [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]us and Watanabe guided his daughter into another room.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]We arrived in a spacious, high-ceilinged chamber with another long [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]sofa, which faced what appeared to be a very large fish tank, filled [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]with water but empty of fish. It was about twenty feet square and [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]extended the entire length of a wall. Watanabe motioned for me to sit [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]on the sofa before it. "Please, Jonathan."[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]I sat, while Watanabe prepared me a drink with a tinkle of ice. [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"Whiskey, father," said the lovely Michiko.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"Yes, please," I answered. "Michiko has a good memory," I said.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"My little girl lives to honor her father," he said. "Don't you, my [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]darling."[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"Yes father," said Michiko, coming up to Andrea and looking into her [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]eyes, her hands behind her back.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"Why don't you show your new girlfriend one of your favorite games?" he [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]said.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"Yes father," said Michiko with a smile. Michiko took my Andrea's hands [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]in hers and gently led her to a ladder at the side of the transparent, [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]water-filled tank. "Come, Andrea my love," she whispered softly. [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Michiko's delicate bare feet climbed the ladder, about twenty rungs, to [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]a small platform at the top of the tank, Andrea right behind her. Up [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]and up they went, towering twenty feet above us. The two taut bodies of [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]our teenaged daughters were beautiful beyond hope as they then sat [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]poised on the platform, sitting next to each other, one's thigh crushed [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]against the other's. They stared longingly into each other's eyes and [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]played with each other's hair.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Watanabe, his own drink in hand, came back to the sofa and sat down [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]where I was already settling in, handing me my drink. "This is a most [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]enjoyable visual pleasure," said Watanabe, patting me on the shoulder. [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]He pointed to the girls at the top of the tank. Michiko had a long, [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]coiled, flexible plastic tube and was inserting a type of fitting at [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]the end of it, into my daughter's nostrils. There was also a [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]transparent elastic band attached to the device that Michiko fit [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]beneath my daughter's hair. "My daughter enjoys this form of sexuality [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]very, very much, Jonathan," he said. "This is a special very pliant, [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]flexible and thoroughly transparent plastic tubing. At the end, there [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]are two prongs that expand to fit perfectly into the nostrils. It [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]allows total freedom of movement underwater and delivers pure oxygen. [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Please don't be concerned for your beautiful Andrea's safety. It is [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]quite easy to master." Watanabe then reached for a console built into [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]the arm of the sofa and punched several switches, dimming the lights of [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]the room, while turning on soft blue and rose-colored lights inside the [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]tank.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]After Michiko had fitted the tubing into Andrea's nose, she placed a [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]tube into her own nostrils and fitted the transparent head band beneath [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]her own hair. She bent toward Andrea, giving her a light kiss on the [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]lips. She rose to her feet, motioning for Andrea to join her. Andrea [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]stood up and Michiko grasped her hand. Then Michiko and my daughter [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]both jumped into the tank together with a gentle splash and drifted to [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]the bottom, gently treading with their pretty feet and legs, their long [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]hair fanned out above them. Watanabe held both his hands together, as [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]if in prayer. "Isn't it pure? Isn't it beautiful? So sublime to watch [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]two beautiful young girls making love underwater."[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]It took my breath away. Both incredibly beautiful young nude female [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]bodies began an erotic ballet underwater, swimming playfully with each [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]other; kissing, then touching. Their long hair flowed gently behind [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]them; their strong youthful legs pumped up and down. "My Michiko is [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]very much in love with your Andrea. I have never seen her like this," [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]said Watanabe.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Andrea and Michiko alternatively chased each other, kissing each other [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]between the legs. Michiko periodically guided Andrea by the hand, [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]skillfully preventing their hoses from tangling. Soon, they engaged in [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]a spread-legged sixty-nine, spinning around and around, head over [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]heels, in sensual, blissful weightlessness. I could see jets of liquid [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]emerge from each young girl's pussy, as their pretty pink holes [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]clenched and unclenched. Andrea floated down to the bottom and did a [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]hand-stand, pointing her legs straight up in the air and then spreading [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]them wide. Michiko, spreading her own legs wide, glided down with [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]graceful arm movements to grip my daughter's front and back and rub her [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]own clitoris against that of my daughter. Then the two girls swam [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]together, kissing, holding tightly to each other and then momentarily [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]separating. They endlessly wrapped and unwrapped their legs from each [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]other's legs, merging together and then swimming apart. One would swim [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]away and carry the other along, who gripped the swimmer's nipples in [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]her fingers. Legs spread impossibly wide while a mouth floated down to [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]gently bite a clitoris. Arms wrapped around each other's bodies and [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]lips hotly kissed lips, while pussies rubbed together from every [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]conceivable angle. It was unimaginably erotic.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Suddenly, I heard a familiar voice behind me. "Oh God, that is so [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]beautiful." I turned to see my wife, as she collapsed to the floor in [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]awe, watching our daughter having sex in the tank. Watanabe's wife Kiku [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]came next to her to sit, also captivated by the sight. "That is so [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]beautiful," my wife repeated, over and over. Kiku maneuvered herself on [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]the floor behind my wife, her legs spread to either side of her body. [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]She reached around to play with my wife's pussy while my wife sat with [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]drooling, open-mouthed wonder at the underwater dance of love between [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Andrea and Michiko.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Finally, after nearly twenty unforgettable minutes of underwater [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]splendor, the two young lovers emerged and sat upon the platform. Both [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]girls shared a tender kiss as they sat together. Then, Michiko removed [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]my daughter's apparatus and they climbed down. Standing, they faced us [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]hand-in hand. There was silence in the room. Finally, my wife Jennifer [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]began wildly applauding and the other three of us joined in. My wife [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]ran up to the two girls and hugged them, shouting "that was without a [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]doubt the most breathtaking, the most beautiful, the most gloriously [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]erotic thing I've ever seen." My wife kissed both Michiko and my [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]daughter on the lips.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Then, Kiku came and sat next to me on the sofa. She put her hand on my [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]penis. "Would you care to join me in the tank? It would please my [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]husband," she said seductively.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"I don't know if I should," I said.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"Please do not be afraid," she said. "I will help you." Kiku gently [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]tugged at my very erect penis and brought me to my feet. I looked over [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]at Watanabe, who nodded his approval.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"Are you sure you'll enjoy it?" I asked Watanabe's gorgeous wife.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"I do not enjoy sex with very many men. You however I can tell are [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]gentle. And you are very handsome as well. I would find it a very [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]pleasurable exception with you."[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]For the next fifteen minutes, I enjoyed one of the most sensual [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]experiences in my life with one of the most beautiful women I had ever [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]seen. Kiku guided me in the same underwater ballet I had seen my [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]daughter perform. We fucked in ever conceivable angle in weightless [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]euphoria. Kiku insisted on swallowing nearly every one of my countless [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]powerful ejaculations down her beautiful throat. On several occasions, [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]however, I came so fast and so hard that the sperm shot up through the [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]water, exiting to the air above. I nearly passed out from the pleasure [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]and Kiku had to nearly drag me from the water. The implants were now [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]kicking in with ferocity and I found myself fully erect as I emerged [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]from the tank, still reliving the extravagant sexual pleasure I had [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]just experienced. While in the water, I had caught glimpses of sexual [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]activity through the glass going on in the room. Now, as I descended [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]the ladder, I could see Michiko and my wife hotly engaged in a sixty-[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]nine on the sofa, while next to them my daughter wildly impaled herself [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]on Watanabe's cock.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]When things had settled down, Andrea asked me if it was all right if [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]she and Michiko went back to our room to spend the night together. At [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]this point, there was little that I could say. Kiku guided me by the [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]penis to a bedroom as I said good-night to our daughters. My wife then [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]joined us, along with Watanabe where we spent the night, mainly viewing [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]endless sexual activity between our two lustful wives.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]The next day, Watanabe departed with his family, headed back to the [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]States. He had to literally tear Michiko from my daughter's arms and [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]the two young girls cried and exchanged countless 'I love yous' as they [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]bid each other farewell. One hour later, my daughter's broken heart had [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]completely recovered, her raging hormones winning the upper hand. She [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]led me by the penis through the compound to the beach where we again [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]fucked in the surf.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]For the next couple of days, Andrea gave her body to me completely. We [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]engaged in more sexual activity than I engaged in with my wife during a [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]year's time. She admitted to me that she was really looking forward to [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]having sex with her mother, but she would wait until the last day: 'a [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]promise is a promise,' she averred. However, during each of the [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]following two nights, I awakened to find Andrea gone from my bed. She [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]would only reappear during the early morning hours and climb back in [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]very quietly and carefully. She never mentioned a word about her [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]nocturnal sexual forays.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Near the end of our fifth day, I went to the resort's administrative [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]offices and spoke to Olivia. I enrolled Andrea in the upcoming beauty [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]pageant for young girls. By this time, Andrea had been filmed [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]extensively on the resort's closed-circuit television and her [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]outrageous sexual appetite had won her immediate notoriety and fame [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]with the other guests. Everywhere I went, people seemed to recognize me [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]as the father of the resort's most beautiful little sex goddess. As I [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]returned to our room, I realized how much I had changed in my outlook [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]towards sex with my beautiful daughter in just a few short days. [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Whether it was the powerful influence of the high- tech implants which [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]had me in their ever-stimulating grip or my own new realistic attitude [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]towards incest, I was actually looking forward to having my daughter [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]display her body for all to see in the upcoming contest.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Along the apartments' walkway I approached our room and noticed that [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]the door was wide open. I heard squeals of pleasure and obscenities [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]coming from within, unmistakably the voice of my own daughter. As I [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]entered, I saw Andrea facing down on the bed with her mother beneath [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]her in a sixty-nine, her face buried in her own daughter's pussy. My [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]wife's ass was propped up on two pillows and Andrea's mouth was diving [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]into her mother's own cunt. Andrea's own body angled down toward her [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]mother's head and her legs were spread very wide. Andrea interrupted [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]her pussy feast and began shouting amid frenetic gasps for breath.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"Oh God this is so good, Mom. I love your tongue. This is so good. Eat [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]me! Lick my pussy! I can't believe how good this is! Ohhhh! Fuck me [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]with your tongue. Mmmmmhhhh! Oh God this is good. Drink my cunt juice, [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Mom. Drink it. Oh God this is so good. Yes. Oh yes! This is so good. [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]This is so good. I want to cum in your mouth. Mom please make me cum in [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]your mouth. God this is so good. So good!"[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Andrea's mother repeatedly vibrated her head sideways as she [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]ecstatically squealed her pleasure, swallowing her daughter's copious [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]syrup as it continued to flood her mouth. Andrea's cunt was now flowing [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]more every day and today, the syrup gushing out of her had noticeably [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]increased. My wife's tongue was plunging rapidly into Andrea's pink [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]pussy, scooping ravenously, as her entire face was coated with syrup [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]and her hair was matted down flat with goo. Her fingers were on either [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]side of Andrea's cunt, spreading the lips apart for an easy access deep [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]into her daughter's round sugar-walled hole.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"Oh, God, I'm gonna cum. I'm cumming!" The only other sound from Andrea [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]was a prolonged, high-pitched scream of sexual pleasure, which repeated [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]itself with each of her contractions, again and again. I stood and [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]watched in fascination as Andrea's clenching and un- clenching pink [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]pussy ejaculated spurt after gushing spurt of sweet syrup right into [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]her mother's mouth, repeating the first squirt with at least fifteen [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]more strong emissions. Her mother slurped and chug-a-lugged each one [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]down as though it were the most delectable peach nectar in the world, [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]but the amounts were so copiously and violently ejected that they began [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]splashing against her mother's head, as if bubbling up from a garden [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]hose.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]I decided to back away and exit the room. I realized that my daughter's [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]sexual urges were too powerful for her to resist and I wanted to save [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]her the embarrassment of admitting to me that she had broken her [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]agreement about having sex with her mother. I sought out the nearest [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]orgy room to relieve my raging lust, knowing however that it would only [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]be a very temporary solution.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]That evening I returned to our room and found my daughter fast asleep, [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]finally succumbing to the intense physical exertions that had taxed her [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]young body in the previous days' events. When she awoke the next [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]morning, I informed her that I had entered her in the annual summer [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]beauty pageant of the resort. I told my daughter that the event had the [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]outrageous name of the 'Summer Annual Little Miss Cum Queen Beauty [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Pageant'. Andrea was immediately delighted at the humorous and overtly [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]nasty appellation and looked forward to giving her all in an effort to [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]win the event, and the title.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]That morning, Andrea and I went out walking. Everywhere she went, [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]people seemed to know her. They would approach her and kiss her lips or [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]squeeze her breasts with sexual familiarity: men and women; young [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]teenage boys and girls. I accompanied Andrea to the resort's beauty [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]salon, where she received a complete make-over, including her hair, [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]nails, and make-up. She looked absolutely stunning. Late that morning, [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]I proudly escorted her to a small amphitheater at one end of the [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]compound where twenty-two other beautiful young girls and their proud [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]fathers sat in chairs below a small stage. I noticed a small viewing [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]stand before it, where a few people had begun to gather. To the side, [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]TV cameras were being set up to televise the event to the resort's [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]residents. On the stage, judges began to assemble, shuffling paperwork [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]at improvised desks.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]I was surprised that the event itself was very sparsely attended by the [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]public. It consisted mainly of the girls parading one-by-one in all [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]their naked splendor before about ten judges, composed of an equal [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]number of men and women. It was over in about one hour and a half. [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]After standing in line with the other girls to have their picture [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]taken, the young contestants dispersed but remained on the stage. I [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]noticed the judges conferring. After about ten minutes, they walked up [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]to the girls. I noticed one judge talking to Andrea. Andrea then came [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]down from the stage and walked up to my chair where I had been seated, [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]shrugged her shoulders, and smiled.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"Well, what happened?" I said.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Suddenly, Andrea leaped up and down and then sat in my lap. "I won, I [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]won, I won," she gleefully shouted.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"What? That's it?" I said.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"No Daddy. The real event is when they crown the Little Miss Cum Queen. [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]By the way, you're looking at her. I'm the new Little Miss Cum Queen. [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]This is so funny, Daddy," she said, laughing.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"When will they crown you?"[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"That's this afternoon. When everyone will be here. Little Miss Cum [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Queen! Funny, hunh."[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"What do they do when they crown you?"[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"I don't know exactly. But the other girls said it's really, really [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]nasty. It's so cool, Daddy. I just can't wait."[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]After a hasty lunch, I accompanied my daughter back to the stage where [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]the air was now buzzing with activity. It had now been over twelve [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]hours since either my daughter or myself had had any sexual activity. [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]My daughter's flushed face and excited demeanor told me that she was [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]about to burst at the seams with lust. But she also looked slightly [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]apprehensive, as though saving her energy for what was to come.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]As we approached the stage, I noticed that the nearby TV camera was [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]following Andrea in its sights. To either side of the stage, large TV [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]monitors were set up and Andrea's beautiful face filled the screens. [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Judges came up to us, ushering Andrea off to the side, below the stage. [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]I was guided up the side steps to the platform and handed what looked [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]like a king's crown and a velvet cape. I was guided toward a chair [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]resembling a throne that sat in the middle of the stage and told to [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]take a seat upon it. I asked the male judge who guided me what this was [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]all about. He smiled and in a suave British accent, he matter-of-factly [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]told me, "My dear fellow, you are going to fuck the Queen." He grabbed [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]my hand which held the crown and guided it upon my head, then draped [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]the cape upon my shoulders. "Hold on to your hat," he said, as he [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]smilingly departed.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]The big moment was now at hand: the crowning of the Little Miss Cum [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Queen. At least half the resort's membership was now around the stage, [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]well over 800 people. Some were standing, others sitting. The viewing [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]stand of course was completely filled. In the top row, I could see my [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]beautiful wife standing next to her latest lesbian lover, french-[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]kissing and making out, their hands grabbing fistfuls of each other's [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]buttocks, getting hot with anticipation.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Finally, a voice came over the sound system in the little arena: "And [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]now for your Summer of 1999 Little Miss Cum Queen, we are proud to [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]introduce our winner, her most beautiful royal majesty, Miss Andrea [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Chandler! Please give her your warmest applause!"[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Suddenly, the crowd parted to the left of the stage on which I was [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]sitting. My thoroughly nude Andrea appeared, as radiant as ever, [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]freshly made up and smiling. Her long blonde hair was whipping in the [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]light breeze beneath the warm Caribbean sun and blue sky. She had her [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]hands straight in the air, waving them as she approached the stairs to [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]the platform. She mounted the steps, friskily kicking high with her [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]slender young legs and buttocks, pumping her arms, smiling with glee.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"Isn't she lovely," said the voice on the loud speaker.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Andrea came springing onto the platform in front of me. She looked [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]thrilled as her naked young body jumped into the air and bounced. She [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]faced each section of the crowd around her, waving and smiling, as she [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]received a standing ovation. I noted her mother in the large and noisy [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]crowd, raising her fist and twirling it around.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]From the opposite side of the platform, two of the male judges [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]approached, one of them with a velvet pillow on which reposed a silver [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]crown. They came up to Andrea and stopped. She curtsied to them. Then [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]they approached her and put the silver crown on her head. Andrea beamed [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]with delight.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"Your Summer of 1999, Little Miss Cum Queen," said the loudspeaker [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]again.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Andrea's face once again filled the large screens on the TV monitors on [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]either side. She then walked about the stage smiling proudly, arching [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]the marvelous curve in her back, holding her crown on her head with one [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]hand, the other hand waving to the audience. Her ripe teenage titties [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]jiggled with every wave. The silver crown on her long blonde hair made [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]her look like a little fairy princess.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Andrea then turned around and curtsied deeply to me. I bowed from my [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]throne in return. She came over to me and gave me her crown. The crowd [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]quieted for a moment. Then, I saw her mother up in the stands cup her [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]hands to her mouth. "Butt fuck! Butt fuck!" yelled her mother. She [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]repeated again, over and over: "Butt fuck! Butt fuck! Butt fuck! Butt [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]fuck!"[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Soon, the entire crowd took up the chant: "Butt fuck! Butt fuck! Butt [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]fuck! Butt fuck!"[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Andrea turned to face them, smiling. She pointed her right index finger [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]at them and brushed across it with her left index, in a 'shame-on-you' [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]gesture. The crowd echoed with laughter. Andrea raised both hands over [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]her head and made 'fuck you' gestures at herself. The crowd then [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]cheered, whistled, and applauded. Then she turned away from them, went [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]on the tips of her toes and stuck her beautiful butt out at them and [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]made the 'fuck you' gesture with both hands, pointed at her own butt. [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]The crowd gave her another standing ovation.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Andrea pointed vigorously at her own mother in the stands, waving for [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]her to come down to the stage. Her mother rabidly parted the naked [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]bodies in front of her and worked her way to the aisle, accompanied by [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]her friend. The two naked women came running down from the grandstands [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]towards Andrea, who kept waving at them to come. Andrea then moved to [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]the edge of the stage. Again rising on the tips of her toes, smiling, [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]she stuck her butt out off the edge of the stage, jiggling it left and [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]right. Her mother tripped and almost fell in her excitement. I could [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]hear the loud slap of her mother's feet, her gasping breath and squeals [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]of delight as she ran up to Andrea. Andrea then squatted down to the [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]point where her butt hole was level with her mother's face, who was now [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]standing below the stage. Andrea went down on all fours, spreading her [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]legs apart as widely as possible. Andrea's mother stuck out her tongue [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]and ran it repeatedly up and down in her daughter's asshole. She reamed [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]her all around. Then she turned and kissed her lesbian lover, the two [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]women trading tongues. Her lesbian lover, who had a very long tongue, [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]forcefully ran it right into Andrea's ass, fucking it like a penis, [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]going in and out at least a dozen times. Andrea shrieked with sexual [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]delight. Both her mother and the other woman buried their heads in [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Andrea's ass, fighting over her bunghole. Seconds later, Andrea turned [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]to face both women and kissed them passionately on their mouths, [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]trading tongues with each. She rose to face the crowd. She smiled and [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]waved her hand at herself, as though fanning herself from the heat. She [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]put her finger into her mouth and brought it to one of her buttocks, [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]quickly withdrawing it as though it were fire-hot. Smiling, she fanned [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]her hand at her ass, as though it were on fire. The crowd burst into [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]laughter again as Andrea strutted about the stage.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]The crowd went into a hushed silence as Andrea walked towards me. She [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]curtsied again to me. Then she came right up to me, turned, went again [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]on the tips of her toes and presented me with the two beautiful globes [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]of her ass. By this time, I thought I was going to be the first man to [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]put his own sperm into orbit, I was so worked up. Despite several days [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]of the most obscenely possible sexual activity in which I had already [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]engaged, it felt like I hadn't had sex in a month. I was as hard as I [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]had ever been. I grabbed Andrea's beautiful ass cheeks, pawing and [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]kissing each perfect, high rounded sphere. I had no thought in my mind, [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]other than to fuck my daughter's ass before this crowd.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]During this time, a man ran up onto the platform and placed a [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]microphone stand and microphone in front of my daughter. She was still [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]bent over, hands on her thighs, presenting her lovely ass to my eagerly [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]inspecting hands. We were bathed in the harsh lights of the TV camera [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]crew and I saw the edge of the viewing screens on either side, showing [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]us in extreme close-up. Andrea's young voice boomed and echoed out to [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]the crowd through the P.A. system.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"I want to thank everyone for coming here today. And cumming and [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]cumming and cumming." The crowd erupted into laughter. "I want to thank [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]all the judges for electing me as the Summer of 1999 Little Miss Cum [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Queen." A whirlwind of applause and cheers circled through the small [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]arena. When it ebbed, you could hear stray shouts from the audience [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]saying 'fuck her', 'fuck your daughter', 'fuck the little bitch'. "I [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]will do my best to live up to the little slut image. I'm asking my Dad [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]to pimp me out to all his golfing buddies when we get back home." With [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]that, she shimmied her ass from side to side. There was more scattered [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]cheering and laughter. "And you can keep the money Daddy." Again, we [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]were ringed with delighted laughing faces. "And right now I want to [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]thank my lucky stars that I'm a girl who's about to be buttfucked by [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]her own Daddy. Butt fuck me, Daddy! Butt fuck me, pleeeeeeease!"[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]The loud reverberations of her voice lingering in the air, the crowd [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]erupted into wild cheering, yahoos, whistling, obscenities, and [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]laughter as Andrea plunged her ass back against my penis. I eagerly met [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]her momentum and I entered her with every ounce of strength in my body, [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]as I rose from my throne, losing my crown in the process. Andrea let [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]out a high-pitched scream into the microphone.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"AAAAAAAHHHHHH!"[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]We buttfucked like animals. Andrea wildly thrust herself against me, [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]squealing, shouting nonsense, breathing hard, her strong thighs [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]flexing, her blonde hair flying in every direction. It was an obscene [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]symphony of fuck sounds, going out through the P.A. system in that [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]amphitheater and into the TV camera. Andrea tore at her own hair, [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]vigorously bouncing her own ass against me, as I plunged as deeply as [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]possible into her anal passage. I grabbed her tightly by the hips as I [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]rammed her with all my might. Still screaming, she turned her head [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]sideways to look at me with a very determined face as she was obviously [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]serious about fucking my prick in and out of her ass as hard as she [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]could. She was incredibly tight and it felt like I was peeling away [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]layers of penis with the intensity of the friction. Andrea's screeches [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]were somewhere between agony and unbearable ecstasy and in her young [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]girlish voice she began shouting loud obscenities into the microphone, [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]all the while fingering herself like a frenzied maniac:[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"Ahhhh! Fuck your daughter! Unh! UNHHH! Fuck the shit out of her! AHHH! [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Is that the best you can do, Daddy? Ohhhh! IS THAT THE BEST YOU CAN DO? [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Come on, Daddy, fuck the shit out of me. Come on. UNHH! COME ON! FUCK [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]THE SHIT OUT OF ME! BUTTFUCK ME! BUTTFUCK ME DADDY! Damn it. BUTTFUCK [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]ME! Harder. HARDERRRR! Fuck me and then pump your jizz in my ass. Come [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]on. COME ON!"[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]I then sat back, grabbed Andrea by the waist and began slamming her [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]down onto my penis with all my strength, as she shrieked with delight. [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Finally, we both came, shouting, sweating, panting, crushing each other [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]as I squeezed off one wad of cum after another up into her ass, the [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]abundance of my sperm bathing both our feet as it dripped down and [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]pooled on the floor.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"Squirt your cum in my ass Daddy! Daddy, squirt it into my ass! More of [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]it! More. All of it! Again. Squirt my ass. Squirt me, Daddy!"[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Then, leaning back into me, her feet on my knees, Andrea tilted her [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]cunt upward and showered the crowd with spray after obscene spray of [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]sauce that shot out for many feet in front of her, landing on hairy [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]heads and in open mouths among the audience, drenching the closest [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]spectators.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Her shouts and grunts still echoed through the arena as she fell back [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]from exhaustion into my lap. She turned to me and we kissed hard as she [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]continued fingering herself. The crowd was on its feet with applause, [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]wildly cheering, and whistling, screaming the most vulgar profanities. [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]During this time, twenty-three narrow mattresses were brought up to the [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]stage and set in a row. Just off the platform, the lithe young bodies [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]of the twenty-two other contest participants were squatted down or [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]kneeling, poised for action.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Two men approached Andrea who was still sitting on my penis. They each [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]grabbed one of her arms and legs and lifted her in the air, spreading [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]her body as they carried her to the edge of the stage, near the steps [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]that led up to it.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"And here are your other contestants in the Summer of 1999 Little Miss [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Cum Queen Beauty Pageant," said the voice over the loudspeaker.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]All of the twenty-two other young girls now came running up the steps. [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Andrea was suspended in the air lengthwise toward the main audience, [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]her legs spread as wide apart as possible. Her pink pussy slit [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]glimmered with moisture in the afternoon sun. As each young girl came [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]up the stage, she paused to lick at Andrea's asshole and pussy. Then, [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]each young girl took up her place on a mattress. Andrea was carried [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]back to my throne and returned to her feet, facing me.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"And now, we present all the proud fathers of our contestants," said [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]the loudspeaker.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Twenty-two naked fathers now came up the steps to the stage, each [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]father walking over to his own naked daughter. The fathers looked [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]painfully erect.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]The loudspeaker again boomed out to the crowd: "We ask each of our [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]beautiful young contestants to prepare for the annual fucking of the [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]daughters."[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]With that, each young girl raised her legs in the air, spreading them [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]in a wide "V" shape, with pointed toes. Their pussies were facing the [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]audience. Then, from off the stage what looked like a rectangular sauna [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]tub was wheeled toward the platform, and placed just below the front [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]edge.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"We ask the proud father of our new Little Miss Cum Queen to please [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]accompany his daughter and get positioned," said the voice on the [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]loudspeaker.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]I rose and Andrea came up to me and kissed me, pressing her body into [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]mine. She then went to her knees and took my penis into her mouth, [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]sucking it in and out several times. She rose again to her feet and [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]painfully jerked on my penis, drawing it to her and she turned on her [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]heels and walked toward her mattress which was in the center of the [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]line-up. She guided me by the penis, walking very proudly before me. [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]She went past her mattress to the end of the stage, still with my penis [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]in her hand and turned and walked back toward center stage. We stopped [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]and while facing the crowd, Andrea slapped my penis back and forth, [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]again and again, then shook her index finger at it, as would a mother [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]to her misbehaving child. The crowd cheered and laughed.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]She then jumped into the air onto her mattress, spreading her legs as [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]wide apart as possible, lifting them into the air and pointing her [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]toes. There was about ten seconds of silence. She looked up at me and [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]said the same words she had uttered in our house, then stuck out her [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]tongue in mockery: "Come fuck me Daddy."[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]The announcer again spoke to the crowd. "And now, ladies and gentlemen, [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]what you have all been waiting for. The Summer of 1999 Little Miss Cum [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Queen Beauty Pageant Fucking Of The Daughtersssss," said the voice.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]With that, each father climbed onto his daughter and the fucking began. [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Twenty-three young voices began squealing, shouting, screeching, [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]screaming, and gasping as twenty-three fathers began fucking their [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]penises in and out of the delicate pink pussies of their own daughters. [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]After a while a man with a stopwatch came up onto the stage, just at [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]the edge of my field of vision. Suddenly, he blew a whistle in his [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]mouth. About five minutes of time had elapsed. Each father got up off [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]his daughter. The first one in line, at the extreme right end of the [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]stage rose to his feet and ran across to the extreme left as fast as he [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]could, while each father shifted one young girl to the right. The [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]fucking immediately resumed, without further interruption. This time, I [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]found myself fucking a young girl with long red hair who looked about [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]twelve years old.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]The fucking went on and on and on the entire afternoon. Each five [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]minute period, the fathers changed from one young girl to the other. [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Each time a father was about to cum, he ran to the sauna tub off the [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]stage and pumped his rivers of sperm into it. I noticed that if any [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]father had just cum and couldn't get immediately erect, which was [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]usually the exception, there were volunteers off the stage who ran up [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]to take his place. There was never a moment when one of the young girls [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]didn't have a penis inside her. I went through three young girls before [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]I found myself wanting to cum again, the last one appearing to be some [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]sort of Eurasian with long black hair and an incredible body.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]I went to the edge of the stage, holding my penis below the base. I [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]jerked myself four or five times and soon saw my thick cum fly into the [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]air, right into the sauna tub, hitting the bottom with a loud and [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]prolonged splatter, twelve or thirteen times. The tub was being [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]attended by two men who constantly were covering it over, to try to [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]keep some of the sperm fresh. I noticed that the entire bottom portion [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]was packed with ice around the outside.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Finally, the sun started to go down. It seemed that the fathers had [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]been fucking their daughters before the crowd for several hours. The [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]voice on the loudspeaker then interrupted the still-heated activity: [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"Thank you proud fathers for fucking your daughters for us. Thank you. [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]And now we will get to see your daughters in action by themselves, led [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]by our most beautiful Little Miss Cum Queen, Andrea Chandler." The air [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]was again filled with applause.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]The fathers rose from the young girls and filed off the stage. I went [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]to my Andrea and helped her to her feet. She looked completely spent, [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]her hair matted with sweat and her own juices partly caked and dried on [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]her shaved pubic mound and legs. She seemed to sway and almost fall [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]from exhaustion, as she supported herself against me. Nonetheless, [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]after rising, she kneeled and took my penis in her mouth, sucking it in [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]and out with both hands several times and then kissing it. Then she [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]rose to kiss me on the mouth. She broke the kiss, sticking out her [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]tongue, before plunging her mouth against mine again with fervor. I [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]then held her hand in the air and guided her over to the edge of the [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]stage where the sauna tub was being uncovered. On the tips of her toes, [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Andrea nimbly stepped off the stage, onto a stairway that had been [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]rigged to go down into the tub. All the other young girls were right on [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]her heels, moving in single file.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]The tub was too small to comfortably accommodate all the girls. They [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]were packed in against each other, legs wrapped around heads, bellies [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]squashed against other bellies, titties mashing against other titties. [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]The young girls immediately went into action, coating themselves with [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]their father's richly abundant sperm that covered the bottom. Andrea [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]went into a sixty-nine with the young twelve year old red headed girl. [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]All the other young girls began an obscene orgy of sucking, kissing, [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]licking, finger-poking, and rubbing. A procession of men from the [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]crowd, at least two hundred strong, formed a line and went up onto the [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]stage, all along the edge. Each man was jacking himself off along the [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]way. When they got over the tub, they released their thick showers of [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]sperm onto the young girls, splattering their hair, their open mouths, [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]their pink pussies. Below, in the tub, pussies were being sucked by [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]eager mouths, clits were rubbing hotly against clits, titties were [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]being mashed, pawed, and squeezed. Girls were peeing at random, others [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]diving and twisting to catch urine in their hungry mouths and swallow. [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Raised legs with pointed toes were sticking out from masses of bodies. [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Pairs of legs were spread as far apart as humanly possible, the head [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]and torso disappearing into the writhing jumble of flesh. There was [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]constantly at least one of the young girls cumming and squealing. The [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]combined sounds were obscenely unforgettable. On the platform, men were [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]rubbing their penises to erection and pissing sprays of urine down onto [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]the young beauty contestants. Some women had just defecated and were [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]tossing handfuls of shit down below onto the squealing and screaming [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]young girls who were lost in a world of deepest sexual pleasure and [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]abandon.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Finally, at about 9:00 p.m., the young girl orgy ended, under a few [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]brights lights of a nearby light standard. I was sitting on the edge of [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]the stage, still trying to comprehend what I had seen this day. Two men [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]with water hoses on the stage pointed the nozzles toward the tub below [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]and began watering down the young girls, cleansing them of the sweat, [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]filth, and cum of the orgy tub. Dripping with water, their hair [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]plastered back onto their heads, twenty-three beautiful glistening [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]young female bodies came single file up onto the stage. Andrea took a [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]place in the center as the young girls held hands in a straight line, [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]facing the audience. But for the fact that they were completely nude, [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]dripping wet, and had just performed the most unspeakable acts before [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]me, I might have thought them to be stage actresses about to take a [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]final bow at the curtain.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"Thank you young ladies," said the voice on the loudspeaker. "That [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]concludes our Summer of 1999 Little Miss Cum Queen Beauty Pageant. [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Please give your applause to Miss Andrea Chandler and all of the [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]beautiful runners up. Please take a bow young ladies. Thank you all for [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]coming. Thank you and good night."[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Andrea and the other young girls, still holding hands, took a final [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]bow. There was wild applause; clapping and whistling. The crowd had [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]continued to grow throughout the day and was extremely loud, now [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]entirely filling the amphitheater to capacity on all sides. It seemed [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]like just about all of the fifteen hundred or so residents of Eden Isle [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]were out there. Finally, after several seconds, the applause died down [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]and left behind an uneasy silence as the mass of people just stood and [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]continued watching, shifting their feet and mumbling. No one seemed to [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]move. Suddenly, I was aware of a low rumbling sound in the crowd below, [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]coming from the most tightly-packed section of people, in the flat [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]expanse to the right of the small viewing stands. People in the [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]audience were twisting around, looking over their shoulders at others [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]next to them. Quickly the sound grew louder becoming a chant in the [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]throats of a few dozen. It intensified and spread. I was aware now of [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]mouths opening and closing, throughout the expanse of the audience. And [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]then, the chant erupted into recognizable words: "We want more! We want [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]more! We want more!"[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Attendants came up to the stage and began removing mattresses, the [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]microphone, and other equipment. The chant continued, slowly building: [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"We want more! We want more! We want more!" The young girls looked [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]around, seemingly wondering what to do next. Some of their fathers came [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]up to the stage, along with some of the judges and attendees. The two [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]TV screens on the sides of the stage went dark. The crowd pressed in [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]closer, the chant rising in volume: "We want more! We want more! We [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]want more!" The TV camera crew began hurriedly packing up their [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]equipment. Finally, they abandoned it and ran away as the crowd [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]suddenly surged towards the edge of the stage, nude bodies packing [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]themselves very tightly together. The harsh lights of the TV crew [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]suddenly went off.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]The crowd began pushing against the viewing stands, producing sounds of [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]grinding metal and splitting wood. Down came the TV viewing monitors [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]with a loud crash of metal and glass. The light standard on one side of [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]the stage began shaking as spectators pushed all around it. Finally, it [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]collapsed in a crescendo of sparks, bringing the stage into semi-[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]darkness.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Andrea suddenly broke her hand holds with her two neighbors. She [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]grabbed the young girl next to her and kissed her very hard on the [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]mouth. Then to my amazement, she started pumping her fist up and down, [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]her mouth joining in the chant. "We want more!" "We want more!" "We [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]want more!"[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Andrea then grabbed one of the judges, went to her knees, and began [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]sucking at his penis. He tried to pull away but Andrea locked on [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]tightly with her arms about his waist. He dragged her a few feet before [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]she let go and fell on her face. Other young girls grabbed their [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]fathers who had come to get them or other judges and began trying to [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]suck them off. A loud cheer went up from the crowd and it pressed now [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]as tightly as possible around the stage, now roaring with every voice: [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"We want more!" "We want more!" "We want more!" It sounded almost like [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]a wild battle cry of an invading army. One father dragged his daughter [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]off and loud booing went up. Two other young girls jumped on top of him [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]and brought him down, climbing all over his body as the crowd cheered [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]them on. Andrea rose to her feet again, her fist pumping up and down [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]and her mouth again taking up the chant: "We want more!" "We want [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]more!" "We want more!" The other fathers, judges, and attendees now [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]left the platform as the crowd noisily pushed against the stage itself, [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]causing it to creak, shake, and grind. A sea of glaring yellow eyes [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]glowed before me in the semi-darkness. Hundreds of men and women had [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]their fists clenched and raised in the air as one, an ocean of hands, [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]as they marked the beat: "We want more!" "We want more!" "We want [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]more!".[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Watching the animalistic growl of the pressing crowd had me very [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]worried for my daughter. At the same time, I found myself becoming more [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]and more erect, beyond what I had ever experienced, inspired by my own [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]daughter's seemingly unquenchable lust. My Andrea was beyond wanton. [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]She was beyond obsessed. She had easily surpassed her mother in her [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]sexual appetite. I don't know whether it was the effect of her implants [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]or just her natural genetic tendency, but in the dim light I could see [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]the rush of passion in my Andrea's face and in her own glowing eyes. My [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]daughter's wild and reckless eroticism had inflamed this crowd all day [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]long and now they were reflecting it back to her, two thousand fold. I [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]saw before me from my place on the stage the eruption of an ever-[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]escalating, upward-spiraling feedback of delirious ardor, a growing [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]whirlwind of desire with no possible easy outcome. The young girls now, [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]all twenty- three of them were alone facing a menacing crowd of lustful [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]stares, hundreds of men and women, shouting as loudly as they could. [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Each young girl on the stage was pumping her arms in the air and [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]shouting back.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Andrea ran back and forth along the edge of the stage, pumping her [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]fist, as wild cheering and obscenities went up from the crowd in her [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]wake. Back and forth across the stage she went, just beyond the reach [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]of hundreds of raised arms and fists. Streams of white semen went up [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]randomly into the night air, arcing across her path. Suddenly, Andrea [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]turned and went to the rear of the stage and stopped. Then, as though [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]she were an Olympic long jumper, she wound up her body and ran right at [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]the crowd as fast as she could. She threw her young nude frame through [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]the air at them, like a rock star at the end of a concert. I jumped up [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]as she did this, uttering a loud "no, no!"[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]It appeared that I was seeing her in slow motion, as her body's flight [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]traced a magnificent arc in the air, down to the sea of upraised hands. [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]The crowd gave a little and caught her spread- eagled body. A wild [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]cheer of victory went up. The crowd then carried her around above them, [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]passing her back and forth. As quickly as she had done this, the other [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]young girls threw themselves to the hungry crowd. I found myself now [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]standing on my feet with both parental fear and extreme arousal. After [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]being carried aloft by the hands of both men and women, Andrea and the [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]other girls began disappearing down into the mass of people. I jumped [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]off the stage and went after my daughter.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Down below, nude bodies were tightly packed together. It was stifling [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]hot and the air was filled with the smell of sex, sweat, and urine. The [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]dirt was moist and sticky with noisome filth. It was a loud jungle of [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]flesh and I pushed, bit, elbowed, and jabbed my way at the flushed and [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]inflamed faces of men and women all around. It was like trying to swim [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]across the frenzied rush of barracuda upon a bloody carcass. I tripped [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]over several bodies of men and women, in every possible sexual [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]combination, rutting in the dirt like animals, unable to contain their [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]arousal. I came upon one young girl on the ground, her head being [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]smashed into the dirt by the cunt of a woman who was sitting on her and [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]thrusting down with all her strength and weight. At the other end of [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]the young girl, another woman was fist-fucking her as fast as she [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]could. Yet another woman was riding her thigh, back and forth, who was [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]in turn being wildly buttfucked by a man behind her. I kicked the first [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]woman in the face and she fell to the side. It wasn't Andrea. The young [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]girl began to orgasm and scream with pleasure, when another woman ran [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]up and smothered her wanton cries, smashing and repeatedly grinding her [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]cunt into her face. I began vigorously stroking my penis as I ran and [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]stumbled in search of my daughter, unable to resist the growing tide of [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]arousal within me. At another place, the crowd had parted and in a [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]circle, four people, two men and two women, were holding two young [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]girls aloft. Each girl was being held up spread eagle by the adults, [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]who each had an arm and leg. The adults were swinging the girls [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]horizontally into each other, bringing their cunts into hard contact [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]and grinding them together, provoking other-earthly shrieks of sexual [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]pleasure. Another girl passed by in the air to my right, being quickly [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]borne by the upraised hands of the crowd into the darkness.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Then I found her. Andrea was stretched out on the ground, sandwiched by [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]men, one on top and one beneath her. Another one was lying on his side [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]at an angle to her body. Her neck was craned in his direction and she [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]was vigorously sucking his penis in her mouth. The man beneath her was [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]fucking her ass and the one above her was in her cunt, each man [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]thrusting with jackhammer intensity. She was fisting a woman's cunt on [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]her right with one hand, a man's penis on the left with the other. [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"Andrea!"[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]I forcefully grabbed the hair of the man she was sucking off and threw [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]him to the side like a garbage bag. He fell face forward and was [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]immediately set upon by another man who began fucking his ass. Andrea [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]turned to look at me. Her eyes were crazed with animal passion but [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]still her face showed recognition. Her voice was a deep rasp in her [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]throat. "Oh God, Daddy. Fuck me! Fuck me!" A man came up and launched a [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]deadly kick to the back of the head of the one who had been fucking her [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]cunt, toppling him over, and settled in to replace him. I froze for a [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]moment, looking down at my daughter, my nostrils flaring; my eyes [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]bulging. I found myself seething with desire, my breath overwhelming [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]the capacity of my lungs. I grit my teeth and clenched my fists. Bursts [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]of light in shades of red flashed across my retinas. I had to do it. [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Even though I feared for my daughter's safety, my desire for her was [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]even stronger. I screamed like an animal and turned with lustful rage, [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]punching the new man in the face, breaking his teeth. He fell to the [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]fetid earth with a bloody mouth. As fast as I could, I leapt spread-[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]eagle into the air, crotch thrust forward, and landed upon my daughter, [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]maneuvering with desperation my cock into her now bloody cunt. I fucked [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]her as hard as I could. She screamed, spittle erupting from her mouth: [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]"Tear a hole in my cunt! Gut me with your cock! Split me in two! Fuck [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]me to death, Daddy! FUCK ME TO DEATH!"[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Her lips quivering and drooling, she reached up with her open mouth and [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]another penis entered it. Her cunt was on fire. Her body was tripping [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]off multiple orgasms that rippled all through her, one starting right [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]on top of another. Her pussy was wildly gushing. I had never seen her [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]so agitated, so crazed. She was powerfully thrusting back at all five [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]of us as I pumped my cock in and out at the greatest speed I could [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]imagine. Her strength was amazing, obviously super-charged with [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]adrenaline and the effects of the implants. I felt the man's cock in [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]her anus as it rammed her without mercy. I now began to thrust in [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]counter measure to it, bringing the undersides of our cocks in constant [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]friction through the thin membrane inside my daughter. This went on and [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]on, with indescribable pleasure. There were screaming voices on every [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]side of us, sounding as if their bodies were being consumed by flames. [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]The air was thick with the stench of feces; men and women losing [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]control of their bowels as they experienced the intolerable pleasure of [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]ultimate sexual release. Then I felt the other man's penis swell, after [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]which he squeezed off wad after wad of cum into my daughter's ass, as [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]she bucked wildly beneath me. Instantly thereafter, he stopped moving. [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]The man who had been fucking Andrea's mouth began cumming down her [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]throat. Suddenly, in the midst of his urgent animal grunts he cried out [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]in pain and rolled over on the ground, writhing in agony. Andrea had [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]bitten off his penis and left a bloody spurting stump between his legs, [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]which also continued squirting wads of the white liquid from his balls [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]into the air. He was then trampled by a mass of people charging in the [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]direction of another young girl who had just been placed on the ground. [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]My daughter held his penis in her mouth for a moment, blood pouring [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]down the side of her lips, chin, and neck. She looked intently at me as [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]I continued to pummel her cunt and our eyes locked together for a [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]fraction of time. Hyperventilating, her chest rapidly going up and [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]down, her eyes seemingly widened to twice their normal size, she [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]swallowed his penis down her throat, making grotesque choking sounds [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]all the way. She then had the most intensely violent orgasm I have ever [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]seen her experience, with complete open-mouthed silence, her body [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]convulsing as if 2,000 volts of electricity had entered her, the [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]blueness of her eyes rolling up in her head, leaving total whiteness in [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]her sockets. It was as if I were fucking an earthquake, as she nearly [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]shook me off her body, again surprising me with her strength. In the [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]next two seconds, I came surging inside of her, cumming as hard as I [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]have ever cum, so hard in fact that the crowd noise fell back to a [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]distant part of my brain. I barely felt the footfall of a man who [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]stepped right on top of my back as he joined another intense frenzy of [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]fucking a few feet away. Then, I lost consciousness.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]When I awoke, it was still dark. I rose to my feet and looked for my [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Andrea before me. I scanned the ground in all directions. She was [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]nowhere to be found. The field in front of the stage was now empty, [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]except for the few dark shapes of crumpled bodies that lay about, [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]unmoving I didn't see the man who had lost his penis and I wondered [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]whether I had dreamt such a thing. I spent the next hour going over [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]every square inch of ground for my daughter. Then the sun came up.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]I dragged myself through the compound, finding little activity about. I [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]went to our room and found it empty. I asked early passers-by if they [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]had seen my daughter. No one had. I later went to the administrative [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]offices to speak to Olivia. She very politely told me that each person [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]at Eden Isle was an individual and their privacy would be maintained. [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]She told me that she had informed me of their policy when we first [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]arrived. I begged her to tell me if she knew what had become of my [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]daughter. Olivia very firmly but gently told me that there was nothing [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]she could do. But she did tell me as I was leaving that there was [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]nothing to worry about, as she winked at me with her beautiful face. [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]She also told me that each member of Eden Isle would have to report to [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]the clinic to have their implants removed.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]The rest of the morning I wandered the compound, visiting the eating [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]areas, the recreational rooms, the pools, the gardens, and of course [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]our room. Andrea was missing. To my surprise, however, everything [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]looked normal and everyone acted normal. There was no mention of the [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]riot of the night before, nor of the man who had lost his penis and [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]perhaps his life as well.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]In the early afternoon, after several hours of aimless walking, I found [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]myself at the beach. I collapsed to the sand and gazed vacantly at the [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]far horizon. The steady crashing of waves and the calm majesty of the [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]limitless blue lulled my mind into a deep stupor, beneath the hot [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]tropical sun. Visions of the past week's events, one by one, played [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]across my mindscape, unbidden. As the nightmare of the previous day [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]flamed into memory, I began to doubt my sanity. Suddenly, electrically [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]jolting my mind from its dream, I saw Andrea and my wife walking along [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]the edge of the surf, hand in hand. Andrea playfully kicked the water [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]with a delicate foot. She looked fresh and radiant, aglow with youthful [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]passion and energy, as though the previous night had never been. She [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]and her mother stopped, looked into each other's eyes, held each [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]other's buttocks, and shared a passionate lover's kiss as the waves [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]came up about their knees and then gently ebbed. I then realized that [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]this was the final day of our stay at Eden Isle, in which Andrea would [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]be having sex with her mother. They walked together still hand-in-hand, [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]passing me without noticing, still lost in each other's eyes.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]In the weeks that followed our return from Eden Isle, I continued [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]having sex with both my daughter and my wife. They did everything to [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]make me feel fulfilled as a man, alternating on different nights in my [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]bedroom and occasionally combining their overpowering efforts. However, [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]I slept alone. My wife moved into Andrea's room on her own daughter's [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]insistence. Andrea and her mother had become intimate lovers. As Andrea [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]put it, "I love your penis juice, Dad, but Mom's pussy juice tastes so [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]much better." My wife put it in her special way: "fucking Andrea is [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]like fucking myself." Whatever were their attempts to explain it, [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]mother and daughter were two of a kind and found ineffable satisfaction [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]in each other's arms. My wife stopped attending swing parties and no [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]longer lusted for a variety of women; Andrea was all she could handle. [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]In her, she had finally found the one person who could satisfy all her [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]sexual needs. At the same time, our family found a new order and peace.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot] [/FONT]

 

hugs

thank you. I love your story and I love my daddy so much.

 

Ten stars for this story. It's off the charts! Great writing and great job!

 

This is very good!!!. Thank you.

 

it's a 10 on the riecher scale! my shorts are wet.

 

omg i love that story is was amazing i cant wait to have a daughter i will be afraid because i know i would want to fuck her but its worth it apparently

 

Great story.....loved every minute of it.

 

Wow.. great story

 

awesome story - thanks

 

hmmm

 

damn hmmmm

 

Good story, kept me hard all the way through!

 

Excellent, keep it up please

 

Extremely well written

The portion toward the end with penile severing, fecal matter and violence was not my cup of tea but the rest was totally exciting.

 

hahahaha lol

 

Great wonderful story........

 

Yeah I don't get how she was released the next day after doing that.

 

Wow, very hot story.

 

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