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THE GUARDIAN 

CHAPTER 5
By Art Martin

THE VIRGIN
(Mf, inc, cons, MMF, anal, oral)


Brad headed straight for his bathroom.  Kimberly was still there, putting the
finishing touches on her flowing dark brown hair.  Brad stopped dead in his
tracks. "Goddamn," he muttered.  

She was sitting, primping before the large mirror.  To Brad, she was stunningly
beautiful, naked except for a little eye makeup, earrings, a necklace and a belly
chain.  She smiled at her daddy via the mirror.  She knew the hair, the makeup,
earrings and necklace added to her femininity, but the belly chain was purely to
enhance his sexual desire for her young body.

He let out a low whistle. "Shit Baby, you're the sexiest little girl I've ever seen."

"Thanks, DaDee, but I'm not so little anymore."    She stood momentarily to show
off her body.  "I'm sorry DaDee," she apologized coyly,  "I know what you said
about being au naturel today.  I hope you don't mind my outfit."

"Damn," he whispered.  His dick was responding as dictated by countless
millennia of evolution.

"I see you're pleased," she cooed.

Resisting his primal urge, Brad made it to the other vanity.  He quickly brushed
his teeth.  Opening a drawer, he found his manicure kit and started working on his
fingernails, making sure they were properly trimmed.  He was almost finished
when she walked up behind him.  She brushed her firm ample tits across his bare
back and brushed her hips across his bare buttocks, sending a flood of
testosterone into his system.  He dropped the nail file on the floor, what he had
done would just have to do.

Turning, he embraced her, his hands gilding ever so gently across the sumptuous
curves of her back and buttocks.  He inhaled the intoxicating fragrance of her hair
and looked across her shoulders into the wall mirror behind her.  From the rear
she was as stunningly beautiful as from the front.  Her smooth back gave way to
her thin, chain-clad waist that perfectly accentuated the ideal form of her firm
rounded buttocks, which then tapered into her shapely legs.  She stood only 2
inches shorter than him. "You are so beautiful, Baby.  Turn around and see."

She turned and gazed into the mirror.  She was beautiful and she knew it.  It
pleased her to see as well as to feel her father's strong hands roaming across her
bare skin.  It was so naughty and he was such a hunk of a man.  As reflected in
the mirror, his muscular body outlined her nubile sensuous body like a corona. 
From his broad chest down to his big feet, at least and inch or two of his firm
body was visible on all sides around her own feminine form.   Her olive skin
contrasted with his lighter tones.  They both watched in the mirror as his hands
caressed her full young breasts.

For Brad it was a marvelous experience, to watch himself feeling up his daughter. 
Like the voyeur he was removed, but unlike the voyeur he had the full tactile
sensation of the hot-action taking place before him.  His swollen shaft was
nestled between the firm cheeks of her rump.  He took his time, enjoying his own
show, enjoying her firm young flesh. He marveled at how over the past year, year
and a half, she had transformed and blossomed into this truly gorgeous sexpot.

Could it be that the tall gangly, flat-chested girl of two years ago had changed so
much? Over the years as Kimberly grew, Brad had always delighted in her, and
marveled at how she changed from one stage of childhood to the next.  Fifteen or
not, she was no longer a child, that was plainly visible in the mirror.  He had often
waxed philosophically what a miracle she was. After all, the odds were
staggeringly against her ever being.  One egg verses a few million sperm and only
one possible combination, at precisely the right instant in the vastness of time,
could have ever resulted in her.

When Teresa announced that she was pregnant just weeks from graduation, it was
anyone's guess as to whether Brad or Ed was the father as they had both been
fucking her almost daily for well over a year and a half.  Brad was emotionally in
love with her and prayed that it was his child.  If it was Ed's child, that would
present a problem, as Ed was emotionally in love with Lisa whom the two men
also fucked almost daily.  The emotional bonds had occurred early in their
four-way relationship. Brad had always enjoyed sex with Lisa, but once out of
bed, the chemistry wasn't there.  It was the same with Ed and Teresa.  But Brad
and Teresa, they were soul mates as was Ed and Lisa.  When the results of the
paternity test were in, miracle of miracles, it was Brad's baby!

Brad proposed to Teresa that day, no child of his would be a bastard!  Teresa
gladly accepted and proposed that Lisa and Ed get married too, then after
graduation, they could all share a big house and share spouses.  Ed thought that it
was grand idea, he saw no need give up a nice fuck like Teresa if he didn't have
to.  Lisa had been in on Teresa's scheme from the beginning and readily agreed.

Teresa wanted to get married right away, before graduation, so that the baby's
birth date wouldn't be too close to their wedding date.  Ed pointed out that no
matter what, it would still be less than nine months.  Teresa countered that they
could always claim that he or she was a preemie, but that would be an obvious lie
if they waited any longer.

Brad thought that he should meet her parents.  No, she didn't want to explain why
there was such a rush; she would introduce him after the wedding.  Brad couldn't
introduce her to his parents; they were out of the country and weren't expected
back until his graduation.  

It was settled.  The girls reserved a chapel on campus and the next week they had
a dual wedding.  It took every dime of the guys' meager funds to just buy the plain
gold wedding bands; there certainly wasn't any money for a honeymoon, or even a
nice wedding dinner.  Still the wedding night was very memorable.  The girls got
five of their Gamma Thigh sisters to come over.  The lucky guys got ganged
fucked by five beautiful girls while their new wives watched and had their pussies
sucked by their bisexual sisters.  It was a grand orgy, two virile studs and seven
girls, the memory of which they all cherished.


For the moment, Brad's thoughts were strictly on the here and now.  Kim was
getting as turned on as he was, watching herself and her father in the mirror.  Kim
was grinding her hips back into his groin as he dry humped her, the massive
sausage lying in the cleft of her ass.  Pre-cum freely flowed from his cock-slit,
pouring over the head and running down the shaft. The skin-to-skin friction
suddenly failed and his dick slid upward, embraced in the fold of her muscular
mounds.  His dick slid effortless up and down her now slippery crack as he thrust
his hips.  From between her legs, they could see his ball sack rising and falling. 
He ran a hand across her navel, his finger probing the dimple for several minutes
before descending to the small patch of dark hair above her most private region.

He hooked his left ankle around hers, and had her move her feet apart about two
feet.  He hunched over, curling his back so that his hand could descend to the
treat of her shaved vulva while his hard meat stayed nuzzled between her ass
cheeks.  Brad was pleased to find her dripping wet.  He began running his middle
finger from the back of her slit to front, gently, softly at first.  Applying the
slightest pressure, his finger parted her swelling labia, slick with her juice.  He
raked her inner sex several times, sending jolts of electricity shooting through her
belly before settling in on swirling his lecherous finger around and around her
magic button until he overloaded her sex sensors.  

"Oh, oh, oh, oh," Kim whimpered as she shuddered from the pleasurable
sensation overwhelming her.  To Kim it was incredibly erotic to watch herself
cum in the mirror.  To Brad, it was heavenly.

Brad slid his right hand back to her right nipple, trailing a line of moisture. In the
mirror, he could see that her juices had begun to trickle down her thighs.  He
waited until she opened her eyes.  He stooped down, slightly bending his knees. 
His dick gradually appeared between her legs. Once his cock head cleared her
crotch it sprang slightly forward. He paused.

The sight of her father's big beautiful cock poised between her legs sent shivers of
raw desire coursing through her expectant body.  It was the most beautiful cock
she'd ever seen, belonging to the man she loved most in the world, her DaDee.
She longed for the feel of it's massive presence within her young body again,
stretching her pussy, filling her up, ravishing her and sending her back into the
throes of forbidden bliss. She yearned to feel it swell and throb as it shot stream
after copious stream of hot semen into her.  She yearned for her daddy to fuck
her, fuck her, and fuck her again, fucking her until her knees buckled, only to be
fucked more.  

It was an eternity it seemed, his dick at the ready, posed to enter her fuck hole,
increasing her sexual tension to near the breaking point.  Her legs trembled.  She
wanted to plunge herself onto him.   'God, why doesn't he fuck me?'  The
trembling reached her torso.  Brad began straightening his knees, driving his cock
slowly into his baby-girl's fantastic snatch.

The incestuous lovers breathlessly watched the lurid spectacle of Brad's big cock
ever so slowly disappearing between the stretched lips of Kim's vulva.  With her
legs only slightly spread, it was a tight fit, penetrating first her labia majora and
then the inner labia minora, before entering the velvety ribbed tunnel of her
vagina.  Brad had two inches to go in his agonizingly slow initial penetration
when all the sexual tension that had built up in Kim exploded in a mind-blowing
orgasm that threatened to send her into oblivion. 

An animalistic howl shattered the air, "Aaaaaiiiiiiiieeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!"   Her
knees buckled, driving the last two inches of her daddy's cock into her in one
quick instant.  Brad held her securely in his arms, preventing her from crashing to
the floor.

He loved watching her writhe and trash about in orgasmic agony, her pussy
violently contracting around his penis giving him a most pleasurable experience. 
When the violent contractions subsided and he felt her holding her own weight
again, he began to slowly thrust in and out.  The slow pace was for his visual
pleasure as much as her physical pleasure.  Besides there was no hurry, he had all
afternoon and evening to fuck her, and he had a long way to go.

This was really nasty, fucking Kimberly like this.  What would his mother say? 
He knew what her mother would say, "Yeah baby, fuck her!"  The only thing that
would make it better was to have Ed, licking her clit and his cock as he fucked
away, but then Ed's head  would be blocking the view.

Kim opened her eyes to be greeted by the reflected image of a magnificent cock
sawing in and out of her sex.  On each out-stroke, her outer pussy lips stretched
outward and downward, on the complimentary in-stroke, her outer lips seemed to
turn inside and disappear inside her along with his dick.  It felt so good.

"Oh DaDee, oh DaDee, that feels so gooooood!  Yes, DaDee, yes!  Fuck me with
that wonderful cock of yours.  Take me and fuck me, over and over again!  Make
me your slut. Fill me up and fuck me, yes, fuck me, ohhhhhhhh fuuuucccck
meeeeeeee!"

He was pulling and pinching her left nipple.   Brad moved his right hand back
down to her clit and applied steady pressure to it from outside of her hood.  She
began to tremble and shake again as the roaring tidal wave of sensation crested
and broke over her again.  

"Oh, sweet Jesus yes! Yes! Yesss! Yessssssss!"  Her vagina squeezed and milked
his trusting cock again.  Wave after glorious wave of orgasmic pleasure shot
through Kim's body.  Her DaDee fucked her and fucked her.  A puddle of her sex
juices began to form on the floor as a stream of liquid honey ran down her legs
from her continuously orgasming cunt.  She seemed to be unable to catch her
breath and she gasped and gasped, breathing hard, breathing fast, while her daddy
kept fucking her.

A strange sensation began to overtake her. Her field of vision narrowed to a
tunnel.  She couldn't remember it, but her knees buckled again and she collapsed
in his arms.  He stopped fucking her and laid her out on the marble floor of the
bath.  She had got her wish.  Just as she came to, he pushed her legs to her
shoulders and began fucking her again.  He had been so near.  Now took her
roughly and hard, conscious or unconscious, with the one object of getting his
rocks off.  Kim felt his wonderfully punishing dick swell even larger and then felt
it throb as he pumped his seed into her young womb.

Brad lifted himself up, angry with himself for losing control.  His nuts had ached
during breakfast.  He simply wasn't use to draining his nuts like that anymore. He
was pleasantly surprised that he had been able to get it up again so easily when he
walked into the bath, but then again, he would have had to have been a flaming
faggot not to be aroused by Kim's charms.  Now he wasn't sure if he'd be able to
keep it up all day like he'd planned.  He knew that there simply wasn't much there
that last time, maybe one or two tablespoons.  Orgasms are great, but what man
wants a quick orgasm and then a limp noodle for the rest of the day?  He'd much
rather a hard manly dick slipping in and out of a nice snatch all day, then a final
orgasm before falling asleep.  Such are the ideals and such is reality.  He
lamented the cruelties of time, he wasn't twenty anymore.

"DaDee?  DaDee?"  Her voice was weak.

Brad knelt down by his fucked out, prostrate daughter.  He gently brushed her hair
away from her face.  "Yes, baby.  DaDee's here."

"Oh, DaDee.  You make me feel so good.  I love you."

"I love you too darling."  

He picked her off the cold floor and carried her to his unmade bed, gently placing
her on the rumpled, cum stained sheets.  He kissed her, but she didn't respond. 
She had fallen fast asleep, safe in her loving DaDee's arms.

Brad ambled off to the kitchen to fix himself a high protein elixir that would help
speed his recovery. He didn't know if the formula really worked or not, but what
the hell, it was worth a try.  He was chugging his drink, scratching his aching
balls when he heard, "Senor Johnson!  I am here to clean your house!"

It was Maria, the maid.  "I'm sorry, I'm so late today.  The storm, it made such a
mess at Senora Blair's casa." 

Shit, he'd forgotten about her and that Monday afternoons were one of her
twice-weekly scheduled days.  Thank god she was late and hadn't found him
fucking Kimberly.

Maria eyed him as he stood naked in the kitchen.  "Senor Johnson, you're such a
big man!  Pene grande!  It's not good for a man like you to be lonely.  If you wish,
I sleep with you this afternoon and clean house later."

She was a brown plump woman in her late forties, and was never a beauty.  Since
Teresa died she had often offered herself to him several times, actually every time
she found him in the house alone. Ed had fucked her once, just for the hell of it. 
He had crudely propositioned her one afternoon when Lisa was away on business. 
She was quick to take him up on it.  Brad made it a policy to disappear when she
was around.  He wanted to get her to come on the days of his rounds, but she
never seemed to be able to arrange it.

"Uh, that's not necessary, Maria.  Look, today is not a good time for you to work
here.  Why don't you go home?"  She glared at him.  She needed her wages.  "I'll
pay you for the day.  Could you come back tomorrow?"

She beamed.  She'll get the day off and get paid too.  "I can come late tomorrow."

Brad didn't want her late tomorrow after Kim was home from school.  "How
about in the morning?"

"I have other houses, Senor."

"I'll pay you double."

"Sir senor!  You're such a generous man.  I'll be here in the morning."

Once Maria was gone he puttered around, getting things ready for later in the
afternoon.  He was thankful Kim was asleep.  He needed a break.  It took him a
while to find all three video cameras and VCR's.  He felt very lucky to have three
new commercial quality 180-minute tapes.  He set the cameras up in his bedroom,
and focused them.  It would be better footage if he had someone operate one by
hand, but static tripods would just have to do.  

Brad cherished his home videos of Teresa and him, of Lisa and him, of Ed and
Teresa, of Ed and Lisa, of Lisa and Teresa, not to mention the really raunchy ones
of he and Ed doubling up on the girls or doing each other.  He would often watch
them late at night, whacking off two or three times, remembering the fun years of
the past, and longing to recapture them.   He felt he now had a new lease on life. 
He would cherish these new videos too.

He gathered up his supplies, dildos, vibrators, and KY Jelly, and put them on the
bed stand within easy reach.  He found box of French ticklers, but decided to put
them away for another day.  He found a bottle of scented body oil and put that on
the bed stand also.  He went back to the kitchen and filled an insulated pitcher
with crushed ice and water.  He brought it back into his bedroom along with a
couple of glasses.  Then he rooted around the medicine cabinet and found the
bottle of pills he was looking for. He shook one into his hand and returned to
place it on the bed stand with his other necessities.  Then he waited. Watching her
sleep, her magnificent breasts heaving with each deep breath.

He turned on the recorders and crawled up next to her.  He just couldn't help but
trace a finger around a nipple, and run his hands across her lovely form.  She was
so smooth.  Her titties were so inviting.  Careful not to wake her, he ran his
tongue over a nipple.  It got hard in response to his oral contact.  Gently he
nibbled, licked and sucked on each tit, bring soft moans from the sleeping girl. 
This was fun!  Just how far could he go without waking her up?  

Brad gently spread Kim's legs and nuzzled his face into her very wet and juicy
crotch.  He lay still for several minutes inhaling the succulent scent of her sex;
she smelled a lot like her mother did.  She let out a moan and squirmed as he
raked his nose around her dark coral colored vulva.  He didn't want to wake her,
not yet and pulled his head back.   

Gently he pulled back her outer labia, revealing her bright pink inner flesh and
the inner labia guarding the interior of her vagina.  Moving his thumbs higher, he
again opened her sex and studied her little pee hole for a moment before turning
his lecherous eyes to the true object of his curiosity.  

Brad peeled back the clitoral hood, admiring her pleasure bud.  It was oval, about
a half-inch long and maybe a quarter-inch wide.  He marveled at how such a little
organ could give so much pleasure.  He stuck out his tongue and gently circled
the base, one time.  She moaned.  He swirled his tongue around it again, going in
the opposite direction, one rotation. She moaned again, louder this time.  Pulling
back, he watched it swell, until the little erection stood a half-inch above the
base, glistening, becoming redder as it engorged with blood.  Now he gently blew
on the bud, chilling it with his cool breath, causing Kim to squirm.  Then he
engulfed the chilled bud with his warm mouth.

"Oh, damnnnnn!!!" she cried out loud, wakened from her slumber.  The
unbelievably delightful sensations coming from her groin could no longer be
ignored. Brad mashed the flat of his tongue on her clit and licked upward before
swirling the tip around and around the base of her clit.  "Oh goddamn!
Ohhhhhhhh.  Ohhhhhhhh shhhhhhhit!"

Now that she was awake, Brad moved off to her side and applied pressure with
his right hand in the region between her vagina and her anus.  He spread her hood
with his free hand and licked at the side of her clit, concentrating on the area near
the top, at the eleven o'clock position.  He rapidly flicked this spot maybe ten,
fifteen times before swirling around the rest of her organ, then flicked at the spot
again, repeating the pattern, over and over, all the while pressing into her
perineum.  He knew from experience what this would do to a woman, even one
who never had an orgasm before.  The end result would be an incredibly intense
orgasm.  It took about five minutes, but she suddenly clasped her legs together
tightly and let out a scream.  Arching her back, she twisted and jerked, shuddered
and bucked, trying to free her clit of its tormentor.  Brad struggled to keep oral
contact with her clit, forcefully prying her legs apart, stimulating it throughout her
stratospheric climax.  A gushing flood of pussy juice shot out into space and
splashed down onto the bed and her flailing feet.  The cameras caught it all.

Kim suddenly fell lifeless against the mattress.   Knowing how sensitive her clit
was for the moment, Brad released her tormented clit and greedily lapped up the
musky liquid now covering her lower legs and feet.  He had always found her feet
with her short toes to be very appealing and took the time to enjoy sucking on
each one as Kim slowly recovered.  Her feet were shaped just like her mother's. 
Teresa loved to have her toes sucked and Brad loved to oblige her, loved the oral
sensation to his mouth.

By the time Brad had finished with her toes, Kim's pussy was no longer
supersensitive.  She was still on her back.  Brad drew her legs up with her feet on
the mattress and spread them apart enough to give him a clear view of her
appealing pussy.  Brad wet his right thumb with his saliva and stuck it up her
cunt, his forehand resting in the crevice of her butt.  Brad squeezed his fingers
together, squeezing her perineum, stimulating the backside of her vagina, his
forefinger pressing against her anus.

"Oh nooooo!" moaned Kim in response to the wholly new sexual sensation.

Brad squeezed and released, squeezed and released.  Kim muttered incoherently. 
Brad slowly twisted his thumb around, rubbing the back sidewalls of her cunthole
while rapidly vibrating his finger against her bunghole.

"Oh, Jesus!" she hissed.   "Mmmmm. That feels so good, DaDee.  Shit! That feels
so fucking gooood! Mmmmmmmmm"

"You like that Baby?"

"Yes, DaDee.  Mmmmmmm."

"You like your daddy fucking you?"

"Yes, DaDee, yes!  Goddamn, you make me feel..... so.....fuck....ing....gooooood!"

"Are you DaDee's little slut?"

"Yes, DaDee!"

"Say it Baby."

"I'm DaDee's little slut."

"Yes you are Kim , you're DaDee's little slut, and DaDee loves fucking his little
girl.  You want DaDee to fuck your sweet pussy again?"

"Oh, please no Daddy!  My pussy is so sore."

"Okay Baby, I won't fuck your pussy, I'm going to fuck your ass."

"Oh DaDee no!"

"Relax Baby, I'll make you feel so good."

Kim's friend Traci had been buggered roughly and she didn't like it at all.  She
remembered Traci telling her how much it hurt her. 

"It'll hurt!" she protested.

Brad wasn't about to hurt Kim.  He loved her dearly and was determined to show
her nothing but dirty perverse pleasure.  

"No it won't.  Well maybe it will a little, but that will pass quickly, then your belly
will begin to glow.  You just relax.  I won't hurt you.  Trust me."  Kim was unsure
but she did trust her daddy.

Brad removed his hand from her crotch and reached for the tube of KY.  He
paused to pour himself a glass of water.  He took the little blue pill and downed it
with a full glass of water.  He knew that in thirty or forty minutes, he would have
an erection as hard as a granite obelisk that wouldn't quit him for hours.  He filled
the glass again and offered it to Kim.  Sitting up on her elbow, she took it and
quenched her thirst.  For the first time she noticed the cameras.

"DaDee?  Are you making a video tape of us?"

"That's right darling.  I have lots of movies of your mother.  You don't know how
much I enjoy seeing her again and again.  I'll enjoy watching this tape when I'm
old and gray and can't get it up anymore.  You might like to show it to your
grandchildren."

"DaDee!  You are so bad!"

"Maybe I'll show it to some of my friends."

"No!  Don't you dare!"

Brad laughed and let her know that he wasn't serious about showing it to anyone. 
It was private.  It was theirs to enjoy in the future, a vulgar supplement to the
family album.

"Can I see your videos of Mommy?"

"Sure, why not."  The ones of Teresa and him would be fine; the others he
intended to keep close to the vest.  Of course questions about who's doing some
of the camera work may come up.  Who knows, maybe he would show her some
of the more libertine ones.  It might be useful, especially if Kim started having
regrets over today's events, he could show her how much of a slut her mother was. 
The very first video they made came to his mind.

It was at the end of his junior year at State U.  Exams were over.  Jack Thompson,
Bubba and Moose were graduating in a few days.  Most girls were terrified of
their physical size. Compounding the problem, the three huge jocks all lacked the
basic social skills necessary to find and keep a girl friend.  Jannell, a local girl
with a missing tooth, was very overweight and was no beauty.  She put up with
and put out for them, but only for cash, and cash was always short. They were
always hitting on Teresa and Lisa, bugging Brad and Ed to let them have a little.

Brad and Ed thought that they were all good guys.  They felt a little sorry for them
and had broached the subject with the girls on several occasions. The girls,
mostly out of concern for their reputations, had always politely refused, but
always left the matter open for discussion.  Now that the three would be
graduating and in a few days be gone forever, Teresa and Lisa suggested to the
boys that they invite the upstairs neighbors down for some fun.

Brad was excited about the prospect of watching Teresa get fucked by the three
big guys.  He was totally floored though when at the appointed hour, Teresa
handed him a camcorder and a handful of tapes and told him to make a video. 
She said she wanted it for when she was old.

When the three very horny guys came down to party, Teresa made it very clear
that this was her party, actually hers and Lisa's, and that the guys had to do what
the girls wanted if the guys were to get what they wanted, and what the girls
wanted was to see the five guys get it on together.   Brad and Ed were sore for a
week after that, but a taboo had been broken and permanently discarded.

Teresa was right about never seeing those guys again. Except on video. The video
of the two-day orgy with the additional three behemoths, though crudely
produced, was non-stop, AC/DC gang banging raunchy action.  Well maybe he
wouldn't show her that one, but there were plenty more that he could show her to
make his point if need be.

"Roll over Baby.  Get up on your knees, head down.  Now spread those pretty
little ass cheeks for DaDee and the camera."

Kim expected that Brad was going to force his dick up her butt without further
ado and she braced herself for the assault.  But instead of the pain of a thick
salami ripping into her, she felt the warm moist embrace of the flat of his tongue
on her sensitive virgin hole, then the tip curling up, flickering over her anus as he
traced the Cyrillic alphabet across her anus.  Kim turned her head to the side and
looked in the wall mirror. "Oh, Jesus fuck DaDee!" she muttered.  The oral play
on her anus felt divine.  Kim ground her butt into Brad's face as he pursued the
filthy perverted act.  "Mmmmmm.  Yes DaDee, yes."  

Worming his way into her, he relished her flavor, reminding him of his beloved
Teresa.
She was tight, very tight, and Brad had difficulty penetrating her, and to his
delight he realized that she really was a butt-virgin after all.  

Brad sat back on his heels licking his lips.  He squeezed a glob of the lubricant
onto his middle finger and pressed the pad of his middle finger into her
saliva-drenched shithole.
He rubbed her hole for a minute before worming it up her butt.  After inserting
his finger to the first knuckle, Brad paused and twisted his hand, rotating his
finger.  He massaged the tight ring of her sphincter, relaxing it, stretching it,
preparing it for his big dick.  He pushed in to his second knuckle, paused and
continued to massage her tight butthole.

"Relax Kim.  Just relax," he cooed.  He felt the anal grip on his finger ease a bit. 
"That's it Baby, relax."   He pushed in as far as he could go.  

Kim was really enjoying Brad fingering her butt.  She consciously tried to relax
her sphincter.  Brad began finger fucking her, withdrawing almost entirely from
her rectum before inserting his finger back in deep.

"Oh yes DaDee, that feel gooooood."

Once she was relaxed enough for him to frig her with ease, he added his index
finger and began the process again, gradually stretching her, gradually relaxing
her tight anal muscle.  He tried to insert three fingers.  

Kim squirmed and protested, "That hurts, DaDee!" 

Brad stopped.  He picked up a thin torpedo shaped vibrator, greased it up and
inserted it in her anus.  She squirmed again, this time in utter pleasure.

"Oh, Jesus!" cried Kim as Brad turned the vibrator on.  He fucked her ass with the
vibrating tool for several minutes, relaxing her sphincter even more before
withdrawing it.  She was moaning and groaning, as ready as she would get.  Brad
pulled her over on her side, scooted up and presented his semi-hard dick for her
oral manipulation.

"Suck it slut!  Suck it hard!  Get it hard and I'll run it up your butt!" he demanded
gleefully.   

Kim sucked the head and two inches of shaft into her mouth.  Brad groaned as she
lashed his dickhead with her swirling tongue. Blood began to flood into the
spongy tissue of his penis, engorging it, and as the pressure increased and more
blood was pumped in, every spongy cell filled to the maximum.  He became hard,
very, very hard; so hard it almost hurt.

Brad pulled his engorged cock from her mouth.  As goods as it felt, a blowjob
wasn't what he wanted, at least for now. He was ready to complete the sex job on
his little girl, forever staking his claim to the pleasures of her body.  He lewdly
globed KY on his stiff pole and sneered, "You ready to have your little virgin ass
popped?"

As much as she had enjoyed the prelims, fear began to grip her again as she
assessed the enormity of his deep-veined pulsating organ. 

 "DaDee, I..."

He rolled her onto her back and lifted her legs across his shoulders and put his
swollen cockhead to her defenseless anus.  

"DaDee I..."

He pressed his dick against her hole.  

"DaDee don't, I'm sca..." Her anus yielded to his glans as it pressed into her anus,
stretching it more than ever before.  

"Ahh!" she gasped as her sphincter stretched wide. With only the head of his dick
inside her ass, he paused; her sphincter tightly gripping his dick just behind the
rim of his cock crown.  

"Oh! Oh! Oh!" she whimpered at the feel of her ass suddenly stretched wide.

"Relax baby!  You've got to relax," he whispered reassuringly.  "Give it a little
time.  The worst is over. Don't squeeze your butt, relax it!"

After a minute or so, he felt her body relax a bit as she adjusted to his big dick. 
"How's that feel baby?  Feel good now?"  

Panting in quick breaths unable to speak, she nodded in the affirmative. Brad
gave her another minute to adjust to his cock. 

As the sharp pain of initial anal penetration began to ease, Kim opened her eyes,
and looked between her legs at her daddy's big dick, posed to fuck her.  She
braced herself for him to roughly plunge into her bowls.  The plunge never came.  


Brad  began to thrust, thrusting his fuck rod with shallow thrusts for several
minutes before driving into her a little deeper, a half an inch at a time.  

Kim felt her rectum elastically yield to the slowly penetrating organ of her father. 
There was no pain, just a pleasurable glow as her father filled her up and
stretched her out.  "Oh, DaDee!  DaDee! DaDee!"  She lovingly gazed into the
lust filled eyes of her father.  "That feels so fucking good DaDee.  Ouuuuu!"  

Nearly fifteen minutes after he began to thrust and over twenty minutes after he
first penetrated her, he was buried in her ass as deep as he could go. Withdrawing
his dick, he penetrated her again and again, slowly at first, but before she knew it
he was vigorously plunging in and out of her ass, his thumb grinding on her clit,
giving her a fucking she'd never forget.

Brad felt her bowls contract around his dick as she was swept by an orgasm.  She
noticeably slumped and he abruptly pulled out.

"No DaDee!  Don't stop!  Please don't..."  

He rammed it back in, pulled out completely and rammed it in again, and again,
his ample dick fully penetrating her with remarkable ease.  

Brad pulled out of her ass and rolled her over, pulling her to the edge of the bed
by her ankles, he positioned her on her knees again.  Standing at the edge of the
bed, Brad added more lube to cock, then effortlessly entered her ass from behind. 
He fucked her ass for the next hour, changing positions frequently, periodically
giving her clit a workout, and using up an entire bottle of lube until she was
begging him to stop.  

Finally he pulled off and went to the bathroom, leaving her swooning half on, half
off the bed.  After cleaning the shit off his now sore dick he returned to the
prostate girl, picked her up and carried to the hot tub on the patio.  Carrying her
into the water and immersing her in the soothing water, Brad reached for the
waterproof lubricant.


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