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 �>�Enjoying Cassie by Art Martin

   Chapter 1 - Discovery

   Eric, a single dad has a problem, his horny young teen daughter is
sexually promiscuous.  What to do?

   I was devastated by the untimely death of my wife, Kate.  She had been
complaining of headaches and when they became unbearable, she finally went
to see a doctor about them.  After a battery of tests over a two week
period, the diagnosis was in, brain cancer.  When chemo didn't work, there
wasn't anything to do, but to make her comfortable.  That meant
painkillers, massive doses of painkillers while her condition rapidly
worsened.  After about two months, it was all over and she was finally at
peace, leaving me and our nine year old daughter, Cassie, to grieve and to
pick up the pieces.

   Thinking back, I don't recall Cassie being so touchie-feelie before
Kate's death.  But afterwards...  It was innocent enough.  She began laying
her hands on me and stroking me with her fingers.  Mostly it was on my
shoulders or my back, but sometimes if I wasn't wearing a shirt, she'd
stroke my bare chest.  Now this didn't just happen all of a sudden or
anything, but gradually, so gradual that I didn't realize that what she was
doing might be bordering upon...  inappropriate.  But by then, I couldn't
very well tell her to keep her hands to herself.  The touches were loving
and truth be told, I loved it.

   By the time Cassie was twelve and beginning to physically mature, it was
a regular feature for me to be lounging about in the evening on the sofa in
just my boxer shorts and letting her all but feel me up.  She loved to play
with my navel and seemed to get a charge at making my nipples stiffen. 
Mind you, there was no touching of my genitals, just my face, chest, back,
legs, and tummy.

   Cassie was an early bloomer.  She began puberty early and before she had
turned twelve, she had taken on curves.  She was definitely something of an
anomaly in her fifth grade class, being the only girl not flat chested.  I
noticed, but then I was buying her new larger bras every other month it
seemed.  We had a talk about how and why her body was changing and what to
expect when she started menstruating.  With her shoulder length curly
chestnut color hair and sparkling light blue eyes, she was a pretty girl
and a looker, but then I was and still am prejudiced.  We also talked a
little about boys, but not in any great detail.  I certainly didn't conduct
a show-and-tell session with her!

   On her thirteenth birthday, we had a party at the house with all her
middle-school friends.  That's when I noticed that she liked to lay on the
hands with guys.  Nothing untoward happened, probably because the guys her
age were clueless, but I knew that sooner rather than latter, the guys
would see that as a positive sexual signal and act upon it accordingly.  I
told myself that I would talk to her about it in more detail and hoped that
she wouldn't become sexually active for a few more years.  I did talk to
her, but she just looked at me as if she didn't understand what I was
talking about.

   Now, life as a single dad is tough.  I not only had to look after her
and the house, but make a living as well.  Nothing new to single moms,
that's for sure, but it was tough nonetheless.  My work schedule at the
local community college where I taught computer skills, required me to
teach some of my classes at night.  In my case, Tuesday and Thursday
nights. On those nights, I wouldn't get home until well after nine PM. 
Cassie, who assumed the duty of cooking for us, would always have my dinner
ready when I got home.  Her grades were excellent and whenever I called
home to check up on her, she was there, so I wasn't particularly worried
about what she might be up to.  Maybe I should have been.

   Of course when I realized there was a problem, it was too late to do
anything about it.  That realization came on a Tuesday night.  A dump truck
or something ran into the main transformer serving the college and the
power went out.  With no hope of restoring electricity before the morning,
all classes were dismissed.  So I head home, fat, dumb and happy.  Into the
house I go unannounced to find my thirteen year old daughter naked
underneath a naked boy who was pumping away.  Well, that was a revelation!
The kid, grabbed his clothes and made a hasty retreat out the back patio
doors, leaving Cassie to face me alone.

   I'm proud to say I kept my cool, saying nothing while she lay there
naked for a few moments before scurrying off to her room.  I gave her a few
minutes to get something on (and let my erection recede) before I walked
into her room without knocking.  She was dressed, sitting on her bed, her
eyes watery.

   "Who was that boy?" I calmly asked.

   "Troy," she whispered.

   "Do I know Troy?"

   "I don't think so."

   "He looks older than your other friends."

   "He is.  He's in the eighth grade."

   "Eight grade...  I see..." There was a long pause as I searched for the
right words.  "Have you been doing this with Troy for very long."

   "Not really," she replied.

   "How long?"

   "Once or twice."

   "Once or twice?  You're not sure how many times you've had sex with
Troy?"

   She hesitated and then said, "No, sir."

   "Are you in love with him?"

   "No!  Not really."

   "He's not your boyfriend?  You just have sex with him."

   "Sort of."

   "What do mean, sort of?"

   "He's kind of a jerk.  But...  I don't know, Daddy...

   "Are you mad at me, Daddy?"

   "I, uh, you...  you're awfully young to be having sex with boys.  You
need to be careful.  You don't want to catch something...  and, uh, you
should be careful of your reputation."

   She then laughed and said, "I guess I just like it." She didn't have to
explain what the "it" was.

   "So...  is Troy the only boy you, uh, do it with?" As soon as I said it,
I wished I hadn't as Cassie was always honest with me, telling the truth
about matters large and small.

   "No," she simply said.

   I'd heard all that I needed to hear for the moment, and I needed to
think, so I got up and left her room.  Heading directly to my stash of hard
liquor, I selected a good scotch, poured me one and downed it.  As usual,
this really did me no good, and no harm either, but it helped dull the
senses.

   The burn hadn't fully abated when I heard her from behind ask me, "Are
you hungry, Daddy?  I made spaghetti and meat sauce for tonight.  Would you
like some?" The question kind of surprised me as it was so...  normal, like
everything was still like it was yesterday.  In a way it was.  She was
fucking boys and I was clueless.  Not about sex per se, I had always
expected that, but if I had understood her correctly, she was promiscuous.
There's a word for girls like that, a word I refused to apply to my sweet
Cassie, and thus clueless as to how to address the matter at hand.

   While I stood there with my mind chasing its own tail, Cassie put dinner
on the table.  She always waited for me to get home before she ate, and
tonight was no exception.

   It was surreal, sitting across from her and asking her all the mundane
questions I usually asked...  how was school today...  how did you do on
your math test...  have you finished your homework?  It was only toward the
end that I asked her something important.

   "Cassie, have you started your periods?" This was by no means the first
time I had broached the subject.

   She looked up at me with her big light blue eyes smiling and replied,
"No, Daddy.  I'm safe."

   "When you do, you tell me.  I'll take you to see Doctor Jones and have
him put you on birth control.  There's no excuse for leaving you
unprotected.  Neither of us wants you to get pregnant, or at least I
don't."

   "I don't want that either, Daddy.  I'm too young."

   "Yes, you are too young!  You're too young to..."

   I stopped short of saying what was obvious and instead finished with,
"No more boys in the house when I'm not here!  This stops today!" As if I
could stop it.

   We didn't talk about "it" the rest of the evening, but the next day,
after I thought about it some, I did ask some pointed and intelligent
questions, such as, 'Do you suck dick?' though I didn't phrase it so
indelicately.  She answered truthfully.

   "Some of the girls at school think it's gross, but they don't know what
they're talking about," she informed me.

   "Then you enjoy giving oral sex?"

   "Yes, I do, Daddy.  The girls all say I'm a slut for doing it, but I
don't care.  It's fun!"

   Then she tells me the first time she sucked a boy was two years ago,
during a sleepover at her friend, Sophie's, house.  She and Sophie had been
friends for years and still are.  Seems Sophie put her up to sucking off
Sophie's little brother on some silly bet.  Lucky little bastard has been
getting regular blowjobs from his big sister's friend ever since.  Damn! 
Cassie was only eleven and sucking an even younger boy?  Where were
Sophie's parents?

   Over the next several days, I puzzled and puzzled over what to do.  I
didn't want to make a mess of things, so every day I'd just ask Cassie a
question or two that she'd answer in a straightforward manner.  I'd take
these answers and think on them without comment for a day or so as I
formulated a brilliant plan.  Along the way I learned that she'd had sex
with quite a number of boys.  It seemed that my work schedule was public
knowledge and that lots of boys knew that Cassie was a pretty girl who
couldn't or wouldn't say no.

   It was something of a relief when she told me that she'd started having
her first period.  This much of the plan I knew, to get her on birth
control ASAP.  With that done, I felt a whole lot better knowing she
wouldn't be preggo before the summer break began.  As for the promiscuity,
I hadn't a clue as to what to do...  so much for a brilliant plan.  I did
decide that maybe it wasn't such a good idea for me to lie around
practically nude at night and let her all but feel me up, lest a daughterly
hand wound up on my cock.  I hated to give that up, but I wasn't so sure
that I would resist such a move.

   I did make a plan of sorts Normally, I'd teach a course or two during
the summer term for the extra money, but that just didn't seem that
important at the moment.  What I needed to do was to remove Cassie from her
circle of friends and boyfriends and give her lots of quality time with her
old man.  I couldn't very well watch her when I was off working, so I
decided to act on a dream I'd had for many years, that is, buy a travel
trailer and tour the country for an entire summer.  The deadline for
contracting for the summer teaching position was rapidly approaching and I
knew I had to make a decision fast.

   As luck would have it, I saw an ad in the local newspaper for a used
trailer and a towing vehicle at a price I could afford.  I called the
number immediately and went out to see the rig.  From the price quoted in
the paper, I was expecting something rather rough.  To my surprise, the
trailer and diesel pickup both appeared to be almost new.  The lady who was
selling them said that her husband had bought them three years ago after he
retired and that they had traveled all over the country in them.  But then
he died of a heart attack.  She also said she couldn't drive the truck,
much less pull a trailer with it, so she decided to just sell them and use
the cash for something else.  I bought the rig on the spot.

   Happily, Cassie was excited about hitting the road and seeing the
country.  We made several weekend test runs to various state parks to gain
experience in maneuvering the rig and setting up the trailer.  It was a
bitch at first, but by and by I gained confidence, as well as skill.

   Then when classes were out for the summer, we packed up and headed off.
Towing a trailer in flat lands on an interstate highway is one thing,
towing a trailer on narrow, twisting mountain roads is altogether another
matter entirely, but I managed.



   Chapter 2 - Rocky Mountain High

   In the dead of the night disaster strikes, leading father and daughter
to come closer together...

   About a week or so into the trip, we pulled into a really nice RV camp
in SW Colorado.  Best of all, it was centrally located to act as a base
camp for our exploration of the San Juan Mountains.

   We'd been there for a few days when the weather turned bad one evening.
We'd gone to bed and were fast asleep when lightning struck.  I remember
feeling my hair stand on end just moments before.  There was a blinding
flash and a deafening sound like a bomb had gone off next to my ear. 
Seconds later, Cassie leapt into bed with me crying, "Daddy!  Daddy! 
Daddy!" and attaching herself to me.

   "Wow!  That was close," I told her with my ears ringing.  "But it's
over. Nothing happened.  Everything's okay." No sooner had I said that and
I noticed a flickering yellow light and the smell of smoke.

   "Fire!" I shouted as I sprang from the bed with Cassie hanging on to me
for dear life.  My only thought was to get out!  I bolted out the door and
into a driving rain carrying Cassie with me.  At a safe distance, I turned
and saw all the windows glowing orange.  Within seconds the glow had turned
into a bright conflagration.  Stunned, I held Cassie in the pouring rain
and watched as the trailer burned furiously.

   By the time someone arrived to help, it was all but over.  The flames
died down almost as quickly as they had sprung up.  Luckily, it hadn't set
the woods on fire.  I remember a lot of shouting and people running about,
but there was nothing anyone could do; the damage had been done.

   "Are you okay?  Are you okay?"

   He must have said it three or four times before I heard him.  I turned
and replied, "Yeah, I'm okay."

   "How about your little girl?"

   "She's just scared...  I think."

   "You're both soaking wet.  Let's get you out of the rain."

   I followed and climbed into the cab of his pickup with Cassie still
attached around my neck.  It wasn't until we were out of the rain did I
realize our predicament.  I was barefoot and shirtless, wearing only a thin
pair of gym shorts.  Cassie had on one of my t-shirts and nothing else. 
What meager clothes we did have on, were soaking wet.  Cassie was shivering
from the cold and my teeth began to chatter.  Except for a few items left
inside my pickup, everything we had was in that trailer, including the keys
to the truck.

   "Look, there's nothing we can do until the morning," our rescuer said. I
finally realized that it was Bob, the RV Camp Manager.  "I've got a little
camper I haul around that's not being used.  It's not hooked up to the
electricity or water, but at least it's dry."

   "That'll be fine," I replied.

   "There're sheets, blankets and towels in there," he said.  "I'll see if
I can round up some clothes for you and your girl in the morning." Then he
stopped in front of this tiny trailer that didn't look big enough for one
person, let alone two, but at that point I wasn't picky.  He got out, ran
over to the trailer and unlocked the door.

   I piled out carrying Cassie and made it inside.  Bob shone a flashlight
on us and I turned to thank him.  It was only then that I realized that
Cassie wasn't wearing panties and with her t-shirt pulled up like it was,
her bare ass was on display.  Well, nothing to do about that either.  Bob
looked up, embarrassed by being caught looking.  Handing me the flashlight,
he excused himself saying he needed to be sure the fire was completely out.

   There was just enough room in there for a single bunk at one end and a
bench with a fold down table at the other end, but not enough headroom for
me to stand completely upright.  Sheets, two blankets and a pillow were
sitting on top of the bare mattress.  I peeled apart Cassie's arms from
around my neck, put her down and quickly made up the bed by the light of
the flashlight bouncing off the low slopping ceiling.  We couldn't very
well crawl under the covers in our wet clothes, so I pulled Cassie's
t-shirt up and over her head, checking out her nicely developing tits in
the process.  With the threadbare towel I found, I quickly dried her off as
best I could.  She climbed under the covers, complaining of the cold. 
Meanwhile I stripped off my shorts, damp dried myself with the pitiful
towel and then draped my shorts and her t-shirt over the bench to dry. 
Naked, I climbed in and hugged her shivering nude body to mine.  After a
while, skin-to-skin and hunkered down beneath the covers, we warmed up
enough for her to stop shivering.  I rolled over, careful not to fall out
of the small bed, thinking it might be best if I turned my back to her so
my dick didn't accidently poke into her.

   After a short while we were toasty warm.  She wrapped her arm around me
and began stroking my tummy.  I pretended not to notice.  She stroked my
chest and again I pretended to be asleep.  Her hand moved back down to my
tummy and wandered even lower, her fingers combing through my pubic hair. I
waited to see what she would do next, conflicted by my desire to be a good
daddy and my desire to have her play with my cock.  The fingers brushed
against my semi-flaccid member and I held my breath.  They brushed against
my dick again, only this time more deliberately.  I should have stopped it
right then and there, but...  I didn't.  I let her delicate fingers wrap
around my cock which was surging to a full erection.

   At first, neither of us spoke as she fondled me.  Then I murmured,
"That's feels so nice, Cassie."

   "Yes, it does feel good," she answered in a whisper.  "Gawd, Daddy,
you're so big."

   I rolled onto my back to give her better access and soon she was
fondling my balls, as well as my cock.  Her finger slid over the tip,
picking up my slippery dew, smearing it around.  Naively, I thought that
would be as far as it went, but as long as I didn't object, she pushed it
farther.  I knew full well what was coming when she disappeared under the
covers, somehow managing to contort herself so that she could take me in
her mouth.  I should have stopped it then, but I didn't.  Instead, I
scooted up in the small bed, nearly sitting upright, to give her more room
to get to my cock.  I felt her hot breath on my turgid member and then felt
the warm wetness as her lips slid over the end of my penis.  Damn!

   She quickly proved her expertise, delivering her old man a most sensuous
blowjob.  I hadn't been with another woman since her mother had died, and
the feelings were as intense as they were exquisite.

   I'd been thinking of this moment ever since she told me how much she
enjoyed performing fellatio.  I had tried to shut it out of my mind, but it
was always there in the background.  Now it was a reality, my thirteen year
old daughter, sucking my cock.  Sucking me like she sucked all those boys
while I was teaching a class.  I suppose I should have felt guilty, but I
didn't.  I also should have felt a chill sitting up like that, but that was
the farthest thing on my mind.  I hadn't initiated this, she had, and now
that she had, next time I would initiate it.  But next time wasn't now, now
she was sucking my cock, her tongue ever moving along and over it, her lips
sliding up and down as she fondled my balls.

   "God, Cassie," I whispered, "that feels so, so good." Moments later my
balls began to boil.  I briefly considered what I should do, blow a wad in
her mouth or pull out and possibly hose her in the face.  There were other
options, I'm sure, but there wasn't any time to consider them.

   "I'm gonna cum in your mouth, honey," I warned as I placed my hand on
her bobbing head.  With my eyes squeezed shut I felt the storm building in
my groin.  "Oh, fuuucccckkk, baby.  Don't stop.  Don't stop.  Gonna cum...
gonna cum...  gonna...  AAAHHHHHH!" I cried out as my semen surged up from
my balls and blasted through my dick and into her mouth.  "Aaaaahhhh!" I
cried again as a second bolt of sperm laden man-goo shot through my
pulsating dick.  Those first two blasts simply felt so good that they hurt.
My prostate continued to contract violently, sending stream after stream of
my seed into her mouth until finally they abated to mere echoes, echoes
that still pumped oozing semen into her sucking maw.

   She continued to gently suck as I softened until the head of my dick was
so sensitive that I was bodily jerking about in the bed.  Not able to take
it anymore, I reached down and pulled her off, still sucking away at my
cock.  Damn!  What a suck off!  She left me drained and gasping for breath.
When I finally regained my senses, I found that I still had her head in my
hands.  Gently I caressed her hair and praised, "That was simply wonderful,
Cassie.  Wonderful.  Thank you, Sweetheart."

   "You're not mad at me, Daddy?" she asked from somewhere near my groin.

   "Of course not.  But..." My internal conflicts began to surface.  "But
maybe we shouldn't have done that."

   "Why not?  I've wanted to do that for you for such a long time, Daddy.
You enjoyed it, didn't you?  I enjoyed it."

   "Because it's incest...  because you're so young...  because..."

   "Oh, pooh!" she said cutting me off.  "I don't care about all that
rubbish.  I've always liked giving guys a blowjob.  I want to suck you
again.  In fact, I'm gonna suck you every night from now on.  Wouldn't that
be fun, Daddy?"

   "Oh, Cassie, Cassie, Cassie..." My voice trailed off as she took me back
in her mouth.

   "Yeah, suck me, baby.  Suck your daddy's dick, baby.  That's a good
girl. Oh, fuck yeah, baby girl..."

   She let my soft cock slip from between her lips, then she crawled up my
body from my groin.  "You're even big when you're soft, Daddy.  I just love
your dick, almost as much as I love you!" With that she laid on a most
undaughterly kiss, jamming her tongue between my lips and fucking it back
and forth for a moment.  I tongued her back and let my hands roam over her
nubile body and getting a good feel of her firm ass cheeks.  Then I rolled
us unto our sides and got my first handful of her young tits.  She'd grown
larger over the past few months since I first learned of her sexual
proclivities.

   I leaned into her and took a nipple between my lips, nipples I really
hadn't seen, except for a few moments when I first caught her fucking.  I
still couldn't see them, but tried to visualize them with my lips and my
tongue, nice fat nips that stood out from her generous firm tits.  While I
sucked and licked, she once again took my cock in her hand, a cock that
wasn't so soft anymore.  Meanwhile my free hand went in search of her cunt,
a cunt that was given freely to me when she opened her legs for me.

   From touch alone, I determined that she had rather sparse pubic hair,
short and soft.  Her pudenda was puffy, yet firm and her labial lips
readily yielded to allow my initial exploration of her sex.  Cassie was
quite slippery and her various treasures were exactly where I expected them
to be.  Sinking my middle finger into her vagina, I felt the rippling walls
and the small fleshy pad on the fore wall, while my thumb found her
clitoral bump.  I began strumming her clit while finger fucking her,
rubbing that fleshy bump and sucking her nipple.

   It surprised, even shocked me when she cried out lustily, "Daddy!!!!"
and her vaginal walls clamped down on my thrusting finger.  If anyone had
been standing near to the tiny trailer, they certainly would have heard
her, but with it still raining, that was unlikely.  I continued my assault
and her vagina continued to squeeze and release, squeeze and release,
squeeze and release while she bodily shook and made soft gasping/gaking
noises as her orgasm peaked in continuous waves.  When I finally relented,
she slumped in my arms exhausted and spent.  She was still there in the
morning when I awoke.

   The rain had stopped and sunlight was beginning to illuminate the
compact interior of our tiny shelter on wheels.  It was chilly too,
probably in the low forties, typical of an early June morning in the
Colorado mountains.  I needed to take a leak, but was loathe to rise from
my warm bed and naked daughter.  Besides, what could I do if I got up,
besides slip on my wet gym shorts and go outside.  So I waited and snuggled
and languorously felt Cassie up as I reflected upon the night's events, my
thoughts equally divided between the incestuous encounter and the disaster
that preceded it.

   The pressure on my bladder had become critical when I heard a knock on
the trailer door.  I got up and looked out the door window.  It was Bob. 
"Just a minute!" I called out.  I grabbed my gym shorts and slipped them
on, still damp and ice cold.  That woke me up!

   "Good morning, Eric," Bob greeted when I opened the door.  "I brought
you some clothes.  Hope they fit, but they're the best I could come up
with," he said as he handed them to me.

   Then he added, "My wife has coffee made, if you want some; biscuits and
sausage patties too."

   "Uh, thanks, Bob.  I appreciate this more than you can image," I replied
sincerely.  "Cassie and I will be over in a few minutes."

   Bob left and I looked over the clothing.  Two mismatched sweat suits,
one set not quite big enough for me and the other way too big for Cassie.
That and two pairs of flip-flops, similarly size challenged.  They would
have to do.  Lord knows, they were better than what we had.  I slipped out
of the cold, clammy gym shorts and slipped on the larger of the sweat pants
and sweat shirts.  I felt like a sausage.  Then turning to Cassie, I woke
her up.

   "Sweetheart, Mr.  Bob brought us something to wear.  I need to go to the
bathroom in the worse way, so while I'm gone, get dressed and then we'll
get some breakfast."

   I remembered seeing restrooms at the RV camp offices and made a beeline
for them, doing my best with the too small flip-flops.

   When I returned to the trailer, Cassie was still under the covers. 
"Come on, Sweetheart.  Get up and get dressed.  Breakfast is waiting for
us. Then we need to see the damage to the trailer.  Maybe it's not so bad."


   "Can't we just hang out here for a while?"

   "And do what?" I asked.

   "You know what," she replied with a grin.

   "Uh, yeah, uh...  but after we take care of a few things first.

   "Now, come on, baby.  Rise and shine."

   She rose, giving me my second good look at her sumptuous body.  It kind
of surprised me, but she wasn't embarrassed by her nudity in the least,
taking her time to check out her sweats before slipping into the pants.

   "You're very beautiful, Cassie," I told sincerely while enjoying her
naked body.

   She looked up, setting down the sweatshirt.  "Oh, you're just saying
that, Daddy."

   "No, it's true.  Damn, you've certainly grown the past few years."

   She stuck her chest out.  "You like my breasts, Daddy?  They're not too
big, are they?  All the girls say I'm too big, but they're just jealous."

   "I think they're perfect, baby."

   "Thank you, Daddy," she beamed, then she slipped the baggy sweatshirt
over her head and her firm C-cup titties disappeared from my gaze.

   "You've got a boner, Daddy," she laughed.

   "Is it that noticeable?" I said looking down.  "These sweats are a bit
tight."

   Brazenly she said, "How about if I take care of that for you, Daddy?"

   I didn't answer.  What do you say to a daughter when she offers you a
blowjob?  I certainly didn't tell her, "No,", but just stood there,
slightly hunched over in the tiny trailer, our eyes locked as she slid off
the bed and knelt before me.  Smiling up at me, she pulled my sweats down
and exposed my hard cock.  Then, maintaining eye contact, she leaned
forward and took me in her mouth.

   Last night when she blew me, I couldn't see what she was doing, only
feel it.  Now, with light filling the tiny trailer I could see as well as
feel.  She rotated her head, side to side as she worked my prick in and out
between her lips.  It felt divine!  The girl, though only thirteen,
certainly knew her way around when it came to sucking cock.  Her tongue was
ever in motion, flicking over the little flap of skin on the underside of
the crown.

   "Oh, fuck, baby," I hissed.  "Hmmmmmmm, fuck yeah..."

   Despite last night's sex play, I could hardly believe this was actually
happening.  Then I remembered something she'd said, that she was going to
suck my dick every day from now on.  I closed my eyes and without warning
her, I came in her mouth, and event that only seemed to redouble her
efforts.

   With my orgasm just a pleasant echo, she rocked back and released my
cock.  "That should do for now, Daddy," she said before giving the tip of
my dick a finishing kiss.  "Let's go eat!" The change in tone was amazing.
One moment she's a sultry cock sucker, next she's back to being the sweet
girl I'd raised all these years.  She stood, leaving me to pull up my
pants.

   Needless to say, without a comb or a brush, her hair was a mess when
were invited into Bob's trailer.  His wife immediately retrieved a brush
and offered it to Cassie, who gladly accepted.  While she brushed her
unruly hair out, I noticed that Bob was silently watching her as he sipped
a cup of coffee.  I thought back to the bare butt display last night and
realized that with our clothes soaked, he had to know that we had slept
together naked last night.  He said nothing, but I could imagine what he
was thinking.

   Both Bob and his wife were gracious with us, as camp managers tend to
be. I thanked her for feeding us and then Cassie and I walked to the burnt
out shell of our travel trailer.  The fire itself was contained within the
interior and I was thankful that the truck hadn't been damaged.  It was too
dangerous to do anything other than glance through the door.  One quick
look inside and it was apparent that it was a total loss and that nothing
inside would be salvageable.

   I refocused my attention on the truck.  It was locked and the keys were
somewhere in the trailer.  I couldn't see my cell phone inside, as I kept
in the glove box.  My neighbor and his wife came out to talk and to offer
us something to eat.

   "Thank you, but Bob, the park manager, feed us breakfast," I explained.
"But, could I impose upon you to call a locksmith, I'd greatly appreciate
it."

   "Of course," he said handing me his phone.

   I looked up a local locksmith and explained what I needed, the truck
unlocked and a new set of keys.  He said he needed the VIN number which was
visible through the windshield.  I gave him the number and where to find us
and then waited.  While we waited for the locksmith to show up, several
more fellow campers came by, most to gawk at our loss, but others to offer
us meals, water, and even a place to stay.  We had the tiny trailer, and I
wasn't about to trade away that privacy, but lunch, dinner and invites for
tomorrow's breakfast I graciously accepted.

   It took the locksmith all of about two seconds to gain entry into my
truck.  He tested the keys he'd brought and they worked just fine.  The
problem now was how to pay the man.  My checkbook was in the glove box and
he reluctantly accepted my out of state check.  What choice did he have? 
Indeed, what choice did I have?

   At least I had working wheels and few items to make life more bearable,
like some spare change and a spare pair of sneakers.  With my phone
retrieved I first called my insurance company and explained the situation,
They said they'd have an adjuster to come and make an evaluation.  Next, I
called my bank to get a replacement credit card.  Ever tried to get a bank
to send you a new card when you don't know the number of the card you're
replacing and then have them FedEx it to you somewhere other than your
home? It can be done.  Thankfully they electronically recognized my phone
number and I was able to give them my bank account balances to the penny,
proving I was who I said I was.

   With that done, the only thing left to do was have lunch with the
neighbors and then go tell Bob what had transpired.  I asked him about
removing the burned out trailer once the insurance adjuster had seen it. 
He said not to worry.  He'd have it towed off to a scrap yard and would
just charge my open account with him.  Great!  Things were looking better.
Having done everything I could possibly do and nothing to do but wait,
Cassie and I retired to our hideaway.

   "What do you want to do, Daddy?" Cassie coyly asked once we were inside.

   Gripping the tails of her baggy sweatshirt, I said, "I think you know
what I want to do," and pulled it over her head and kissed her tit.  Then I
yanked the bottoms down, pushed her back onto the bed and pulled the
sweatpants off her legs.  I grabbed her under the knees, opened her up and
went down on her.

   Cassie squealed in surprise as my tongue bore into her.  Apparently none
of the boys she'd fucked had ever gone down on her.  It was a first for her
and she loved every loving lick I gave her sweet pussy.  The more I sobered
on her cunt, the more my lust raged.  The more I scoured her channel, the
more her lust rose.  Soon she was biting her forearm to stifle her passion
driven cries, and soon I had to work to keep my mouth on her pussy as she
bucked her hips wildly.

   I wanted to fuck her.  Fuck her and enjoy her pussy like all the boys
did.  I knew that she'd let me, but I had prescience of mind that this
might not be the best time nor place for it.  Too many people walking by
just outside.  It was imperative that we keep the noise down to a minimum,
so I kept it to oral sex.

   When my tongue gave out, I stood, stripped naked, crawled astride her,
rammed my dick between her lips, and fucked her mouth.  It wasn't a rough
mouth fucking, but it wasn't a particularly gentle one either.  My dick
repeatedly hit the back of her throat, causing her to gag.  That told me
she hadn't learned to deep throat a cock yet.  I didn't want to ruin her,
so I backed off trying to force my dick down her throat.  She would learn,
I decided, and learn before we left this RV camp.

   I relented and pulled my cock from her mouth with a great glob of foamy
spittle connecting dick to mouth.  "Suck my cock, Cassie.  Give your old
man a blowjob to remember." She proved to be up for the task and before
long I was cumming in her mouth for the third time.

   It was quite warm in the little trailer by that time and all that
activity left me drained and exhausted.  We cuddled naked on top of the
covers and took a long nap.

   I was awakened by a knocking on the door.  It was Bob, there to tell me
that the insurance adjuster was over at my trailer.  "Thanks, Bob," I told
him through the closed door.  "Be there in just a minute."

   I quickly dressed and hurried over to the trailer, leaving Cassie to
finish her nap.  By the time I got there, the adjuster was finished.  "As
I'm sure you're aware, it's a total loss," he informed me.  "Did anyone get
hurt?" he asked.

   "No."

   "Good!" He looked at me kind of funny and I realized that if I could
smell Cassie's pussy on me, then he might smell her too.  He looked away
and added, "As of now, Acme Insurance owns it.  You'll receive a check in
the mail, less your deductible, within two weeks." I thanked him and he was
on his way.  I now only had to wait until tomorrow for FedEx to deliver me
my new plastic.

   I headed back to my loaner and found Cassie just as I had left her,
naked, beautiful, and available.  I pulled her legs sideways and pried her
legs apart, waking her and went down on her again.  She didn't object.  For
the rest of the afternoon, we had oral sex off and on, taking turns sucking
on each other, masturbating and feeling up each other.  As bad as the fire
had been, it was best day I'd had since before my wife got sick.

   I knew we both stank of sex, and needed a shower before we went to our
dinner invite.  Thankfully the RV camp had several shower facilities spread
around the park.  Also thankfully, we didn't run into anyone who wanted to
chat on our way over to the nearest shower.

   At dinner that evening, I could still smell the pussy juice that had
made it up my nostrils, causing me to wonder if anyone from our host family
could smell it too.

   Back in our tiny sex nest, it was really too small in the trailer to do
a 69, so Cassie and I took turns orally pleasuring the other.  She was
small enough and agile enough to get between my legs no matter how I lay,
but I had to minster to her from the floor as she lay sideways or sat on
the small bed.  No matter, we managed until we were both exhausted.

   FedEx arrived early the next afternoon.  Once I activated my new card,
we bade farewell to all the good folks who had so generously helped us. 
Bob told me that as long as my trailer was occupying a space, that he'd
have to charge me, but he expected the junk yard to come get it within a
day or two.  I thanked him for the use of his little trailer, the clothes,
and his general support.

   With a nod towards Cassie, his parting comment was, "You're one lucky
bastard." He knew.  Thankfully he kept it to himself.



   Chapter 3 - Budget Inn

   Cassie copulates with her dad for the first time...

   We pulled out around two PM and headed back east.  It was hot, too hot
to be riding around in sweats, so at the first opportunity, I stopped to
buy us new t-shirts, plus some chips and other junk for the road.  I really
hated the fact that we had to cut our summer long vacation short before the
third week had even began.  Clothes we could buy on the fly and we could
motel it, but with no driver's license or other identification, we just
needed to go home.

   After driving six hours, we stopped somewhere in Kansas to get something
to eat and find a place to stay for the night.  The food at the truck stop
was edible, if forgettable.  Next door was a chain motel.  I checked in,
leaving Cassie in the truck.  Hassled about the lack of a photo ID, I was
still able to secure us a room for the night.

   With no luggage, we entered the standard fare motel room.  Upon seeing
the king size bed, Cassie gushed about not being cramped tonight.  Lacking
any deodorant, I was getting rather ripe.  Kicking off my sneakers, I
suggested that we take a hot shower and then go to bed.

   "What do you want to do in the big bed, Daddy?" she asked with a grin.

   I had been thinking about just that every moment since we left the RV
camp and I had put any guilt I had to rest.  "What do you think we're going
to do?" I replied.  "We're going to fuck.  Fuck until we can't fuck
anymore."

   "You promise?" she excitedly asked.

   "Yes," I laughed.  "We're going to fuck, baby," I told her taking a tit
in hand.  "Provided, that is, that you're okay with that."

   Rubbing my dick through my sweat pants, my daughter answered, "I think
I'll like that, Daddy.  But...  you're kinda big."

   "It'll fit.  But...  you realize that if we do this, there's no taking
it back.  Remember what you said the other night about sucking my dick
every day?  Well, if we fuck, I'll be fucking you every day too."

   "Will that be before or after I suck your dick, Daddy?" she quipped.  By
that time she had my sweats pulled down enough to have taken my dick out.

   I had to laugh at her audacity.  "Maybe before, maybe after, maybe
before and after."

   "Hmmm, I think I'm gonna to like that a whole lot, Daddy."

   I pulled her t-shirt up and over her head.  "I'm gonna like it too. 
Now, let's get a shower first and wash off the grime."

   "Do we have to?" she whined.

   I leaned in and kissed a salty nipple, bringing it to a point.  "Yeah, I
want your sweet ass squeaky clean when I do you." I then yanked her bottoms
down off her hips and giving her butt a playful slap added, "Now, get your
ass in the shower, young lady."

   She jumped at the slap.  She tried to swat my butt in return, but I
deftly moved away and scored another direct hit.  She put on a faux-angry
face and stuck her tongue out at me, then sashayed toward the bath, letting
the sweats fall to her feet in the process.  What a vision of loveliness!

   I followed her in, stripping off my rather ripe t-shirt and shucking my
sweat pants along the way.  She had the water going already and stepped
into the shower.  She tried closing the shower curtain, but I stopped her
and climbed in with her.  Rather astonished, she asked, "What are you
doing, Daddy?"

   "I'm showering with you.  Now give me the soap." Physically the
tub/shower arrangement was far from sexy, but running my soapy hands all
over my daughter's wet body had to be one of the most erotic things I'd
ever done.  We washed each other, playing and taking our time, enjoying
every minute of it.  But eventually we were getting water-logged and our
fingertips were all wrinkly, so we climbed out and dried off.

   Cassie needed to comb out her wet hair.  The motel had provided a hair
drier, so I sat on the bed and waited for her.  This gave me one more
opportunity to reflect upon what we were about to do.  I had wanted to fuck
her back in the tiny trailer, but it was so cramped that I was able to hold
off, not wanting to make a mess of things.  Then all afternoon during our
drive, I thought about nothing else.  That's not exactly true, I had mostly
thought of the sex we'd already had, but oral sex isn't exactly the same as
sex sex.  Sex sex, that isn't purely recreational, there could be some
serious consequences to putting a load of live sperm in her young womb. 
But, that was covered by the birth control, wasn't it?

   'Just my luck we'd be among the 0.01% that it didn't work,' I thought
morosely.  'Maybe this isn't such a good idea.  Hell, I need some rubbers.
But, she does give great head.  Be satisfied with that...

   'Hmmmm, maybe anal?  She did say she's tried that, didn't she?  But I
don't have any lube!  Besides, maybe I am too big for her.  Best to leave
that for when I'm properly prepared.  When I'm properly prepared?  Hell,
when she's been properly prepared!

   'But if she really wants to screw, why not?  We've already crossed the
incest line, crossed the sex-with-a-minor line, crossed all boundaries of
decency.

   'I should have never let her blow me in the first place!  But...  I did
and she did.  Damn, she's pretty good at it too.  Fuck me!  You're a bad,
evil man, Eric ol' boy.  A regular pervert!  You should be put away... 
fuck, maybe I will be put away.  Wonder what it's like being some violent
dude's fuck toy.' I shuddered.  'I don't know and I don't want to find out.
Just thinking about that shit makes my asshole hurt.

   'Gotta be careful.  No one can ever know what happened at the RV Camp.
But...  Bob knows, or at least he thinks he knows.  Maybe he'll report his
suspicions and...  How do you know if you're being watched?'

   "Why so glum, Daddy?" The sound of Cassie's voice snapped me out of my
reverie.  I looked up and gazed upon my nude daughter.  Damn!  What a fine
piece of ass!  And she was mine for the taking.  But should I?  My rising
prick cast its vote.

   Pointedly acknowledging my growing erection she teased,  -�Is that
because of me? -�

    -�Yes, it is, Cassie.  Now, you're absolutely certain that you want to
do this?  There's no taking it back later. -�

    -�You're not getting cold feet on me, are you, Daddy? -�

    -�No, I just want to be sure, baby. -�

    -�I'm sure.  I wanted you to do me back in that little trailer, but you
didn't.  I've wanted you to do me even before that.  Before the fire, I
never thought you would, but now...  If you don't make love to me, Daddy,
I'll just die! -�

    -�We can't have you dying, now can we? -� I quipped while patting the
bed and inviting her to climb in and give herself to me.

   Cassie climbed into the middle of the bed and sprawled out on her back
with her legs wide open, her freshly washed and dried chestnut hair spread
out in a halo about her head.  It was an invitation to fuck that I wasn't
going to refuse.  However, I wasn't about to just crawl on top and stick my
cock into her.  Tonight required finesse.  Not because she demanded or
expected finesse, but because she deserved it from me.

   I took her ankle, raised her foot and planted kisses along her calf to
her toes, then took her big toe between my lips and lovingly laved over it.
Her eyes seemed especially big as she watched and enjoyed the new sensuous
feelings.  Then I kissed down, or rather up the inside of her leg, paying
particular attention to the inside of her thigh.  At the juncture of leg
and cunt, I deftly bypassed her pussy, licking and laying kisses on the
other inner thigh, then kissed, nibbled and licked my way to her other foot
and sucked her toes.  Her tits were heaving by this time and she had a
lustful look in her light blue eyes.

   After sucking and licking each toe, I began my descent, or rather
ascent, back along her leg to her pussy.  This time I licked at the creases
between her vulva and thighs, and then licked over her now puffy pudenda,
working on one smooth side, then the other, and then back again, teasing
her slit along the way with the tip of my tongue.

   She let out a mournful moan when at last my tongue penetrated those
smooth lovely folds and I once again tasted her delectable sexual nectar.
With my thumbs I opened her pussy up and with the flat of my tongue licked
slowly up her cunt from the base to her clit, and then did it again.  I
followed that with tracing her inner labia with the tip of my tongue and
then circled her clit.  She bucked her hips upward and I inserted two
fingers up into her vagina, a move that elicited a soft cry from her.

   The room filled with her soft susurrations and the juicy smacking sounds
from my fingers working her sopping pussy.  I licked, sucked and nibbled on
her clit, lapping up her free flowing juices until she began bucking
vigorously.  She then froze with her back arched and she cried out loudly.
Her cry choked off and there was just the wet smacking sounds and choking
noises as she shuddered in climax.

   From the past two nights and days, I knew that I could keep her cumming
and cumming with wave after wave of peaking pleasure if I kept it up.  But
that wasn't the purpose.  The purpose was to get her ready, ready to fuck
her own father who was as ready and eager to fuck her in return.

   With my face and hand covered in her pussy juices, I crawled up beside
her and lying flat on my back, I waited for her to recover.  Meanwhile, I
played with my drooling erect cock, making certain it was hard as steel.

   After a minute or so she muttered,  -�Gawd, Daddy...  that was so good!
-� She then turned on her side facing me, her bright light blue eyes
sparkling.   -�Are you going to do it now? -�

    -�Tell, you what, Sweetheart.  Climb up and lie on me. -�

    -�How come? -�

    -�You'll see, -� I replied as I pulled her onto me.   -�Now, sit up. -�

   Cassie sat up and feeling my erection lengthwise on her cunt, she
wiggled her hips.   -�What's that? -� she teased with a laugh.

    -�It's a surprise, -� I teased back.

    -�Now, rise up on your knees, take my surprise and slot it into your
pussy. -� As she did that I explained,  -�This way you're in control of how
fast and how deep you want to take it.

    -�Now, press down on my cock, baby. -� My glans spread her pussy lips
apart and she stopped.

    -�It's so big, -� she observed.   -�Will it fit? -�

   I'm no hung horse, but my cock is a respectable five inches in girth
(that's a little over an inch and a half in diameter) and a good seven
inches in length, presumably much bigger than the cocks of any adolescent
pimple-faced boy she's screwed.   -�It will fit, baby.  Just take your
time. -�

   In our position, I could see her expression of determination as she
pressed down.  After a moment or two her pussy lips were stretched tightly
around my thick stalk.  By then I had one hand playing with her lovely
tits. I then brought the other hand into play and began diddling her
exposed and vulnerable clit.

   She squeezed her eyes shut in pleasure and pressed further down taking
ever more of me into her, whispering in an agonized voice,  -�Oh, Daddy. 
Oh, Daddy, oh, Daddy.  Oh!  Oh!  Oh! -� Suddenly she slammed down on my
dick, driving the rest of it deep into her.   -�OHHHHH! -� Her already
tight twat clamped around my dick forcefully as she shook in climax.  The
grip on my cock eased and I quickly drew back and then punched back up. 
Her hips rose up and slammed down, rose up and slammed down, all the while
she was screaming,  -�OHHHHH!  OHHHH!  OHHHH! -� It felt as if her
spasmodic pussy was trying to devour my cock.  I tried to get her to hold
still for a moment to let my dick cool off and not shoot off, but there was
no controlling it.  I unloaded deep into my daughter's pussy with an
incredible rush, sending pulse after pulse of my incestuous seed into her
wanton cunt and leaving me gasping breathlessly.

   Equally spent for the moment, Cassie collapsed on top of me.  Locked in
an incestuous embrace, we lay still for several minutes with my cock still
planted in her young throbbing pussy.  To my amazement I was still hard,
not rock hard, but still engorged.  I hadn't been able to do that since
before she was born.  Not wanting the moment to end and not wanting to
waste a perfectly good hard-on, I rolled us both over and gently fucked
into her until more blood flowed into my cock to stiffen it.  Then holding
her hands above her head, I proceeded to drill her into the mattress.

    -�Yes, Daddy, yes! -� she nearly shouted as she punched her hips back
at me.

   I lasted a good long time, repeatedly rolling us both over in the bed
until I rolled too far and we fell off the bed with a thud.  I wasn't
finished with her yet, and simply fucked her on the floor until I came for
the second time.  This time my dick did deflate.

    -�Daddy, I never knew you were such an animal, -� she quipped as we got
off the floor and back into bed.

    -�Don't say I didn't warn you, -� I replied.

    -�Warn me about what? -�

    -�That I'm going to fuck you again. -�

    -�You promise? -�

    -�Just as soon as I can get it up again. -�

    -�Maybe I can help, -� she said as she maneuvered to suck my dick.  The
fact that my dick was coated with foamy cum and cunt juice didn't bother
her in the least as she took me in her mouth.  I lay back and enjoyed her
oral ministrations and sure enough, after five minutes of loving sucking,
she got me hard again.  This time I put her on her stomach, stuffed a
pillow under her hips and took her from behind which allowed me to play
with her anus.

   Leisurely pumping into her cunt and with a wiggling fingertip up her
butt, I asked,  -�Have you been fucked in the butt yet? -�

   She shook her head and whispered,  -�No. -�

    -�Good.  Then I have at least one virgin hole I can take. -�

   She turned her head towards me and exclaimed,  -�No, Daddy, don't! -�

    -�Not tonight, Sweetheart, -� I laughed driving my finger a little
deeper.   -�That takes some preparation so it doesn't hurt you. -�

    -�Promise me, Daddy, that you won't do me like that. -�

   Withdrawing my finger I answered,  -�Sure, baby.  I promise I won't fuck
your ass...  tonight. -�

   What a night!  We fucked off and on until the wee hours.  Waking now and
then, I repeatedly mounted her.  She never complained, never said no.  By
the time dawn broke, I was exhausted and fell into a deep sleep, not waking
until it was almost noon.



   Chapter 4 - Home Sweet Home

   Eric and Cassie return home where new rules were instituted...

   I mounted her one last time with my morning wood, fucked her for a few
minutes and then dragged her to the shower.  We vacated the motel room just
before check out time and headed out, stopping first at the truck stop to
fill up with diesel and grab some coffee.  To get home before dark, I knew
that we needed to have gotten on the road well before eight AM; no chance
of that now.

   It was going to be a long haul that day.  Even with the AC in the truck,
it was hot.  I lamented the fact that I once again had forgotten to buy
some deodorant as my t-shirt was already ripe from the day before and
getting ripper, so I took it off and threw it into the back seat,
preferring to go shirtless as well as shoeless while driving.  A little
ways down the interstate, we pulled into the drive-through of a burger
joint, and resumed heading home.

   We made our first stop to relieve our bladders about three o'clock,
stopping at a rest area.  Forgoing my stinky shirt, I slipped my shoes on,
grabbed a handful of loose change and headed to the men's room.  After
taking a leak, I availed myself of the running water and rinsed my sweaty
arm pits to combat my body odor.

   I waited for Cassie by the vending machines and after purchasing several
bottles of water, we hit the road again.  Driving out of the parking area,
I had an inspiration.  Spying the vacant parallel parking spot at the very
end where it wasn't likely that we'd be observed by anyone, I pulled into
it.

   Cassie, wondering what I was doing, watched as I stepped out of the
truck barefoot and got into the backseat, leaving the truck and the AC
running.   -�Climb over the seat, Cassie and come back here with me, -� I
told her.

    -�What are you doing, Daddy? -� she asked as she settled into the
backseat next to me.  She got her answer when I pushed my gym shorts down
and then completely off.

   Completely naked, I said to her while fondling my soft prick words I
never imagined saying to her before the fire,  -�Give me a blowjob, Cassie.
No one's going to see us, so suck me off, baby. -� She grinned and went
down on me.  Damn, that girl knew how to give great head.  As her mouth,
lips and tongue did their magic on my prick, I wondered if it came
naturally or if she'd just had lots of practice and concluded that it was
probably a little of both.  The delay only cost us fifteen minutes, which I
judged to be well worth it.

   Three hours later and we pulled into another rest area to take care
things.  It was with luck that a car pulled out of the last parallel
parking spot when we were leaving.  I pulled in, got in the back seat and
took off my shorts.  Cassie didn't need to be asked this time, she simply
got after it, enjoying the break as much as I did.

   We stopped for something to eat an hour later, then when it was dark, we
made our final rest stop about three hours from home.  This time I had her
get naked in the back seat with me and we screwed, which brought back fond
memories of when I was dating her mother.

   After a long screw and sperming her cunt, we cuddled naked.  Naturally,
I was sleepy after having sex and dozed off.  When I woke, it was hours
later.  Cassie was still fast asleep.  We must have both been very tired. I
found my shorts on the floor, slipped them on and resumed driving with my
daughter still naked and leaking my cum on the back seat.

   Needing a cup of black coffee in the worst way, I was happy to see
Golden Arches at the next exit.  With the heavily tinted windows in the
back, I was confident when I went through the drive-through that no one
would notice the nude girl in the back seat, provided that Cassie didn't
suddenly sit up.  She didn't, she didn't even wake up.

   Tooling down the interstate with nothing but a very late night talk show
to entertain me.  I really wasn't paying any attention to the radio drivel,
my mind occupied with the incestuous relationship I now had with my teenage
daughter.  I was reliving the first time I fucked her in the motel when I
realized that Cassie's birth control pills had been burned up in the
trailer fire.  I made a mental note to call the drug store as soon as we
got home, then worried if one of her eggs were dropping down in a pool of
my sperm at that very moment.  I didn't think about fucking her from then
on, my mind occupied with visions of the egg dividing and dividing and
dividing.  I didn't want to be the father of my grandchild.

   We drove for another hour before I heard her ask,  -�Where are we,
Daddy? Are we there yet? -�

    -�No, baby, we have two hours to go.  It's going to daylight soon, so
you'd better get your clothes on before we get arrested. -� I didn't hear
anymore from her until we hit our home town.  Thankfully she'd put
something on when I had asked her to.

   Seeing that we had nothing, literally, but the clothes on our backs, we
didn't need to unload anything when we pulled into our driveway.  It was
good to be home.

   First order of business was to turn on the AC and the hot water heater,
then a cold shower before calling the pharmacy and then heading to the
supermarket to replenish our pantry.  There was absolutely nothing to eat
in the house except for a few cans of beans and soup.  I loaded up with
fresh fruit and veggies, milk, frozen pizzas and pot pies, soft drinks, ice
cream and cookies, eggs, bread and cold cuts, along with peanuts and two
twelve packs of beer.  Back home, Cassie was back in bed.  I rousted her up
and fixed us an early lunch/late breakfast.

   With lunch finished and making sure she'd taken her pill, I set about
doing what I'd been thinking of the entire way from Colorado.  Well, what
I'd mostly thought about.  I had to trust that I hadn't impregnated her and
if I had, there was nothing to do about that, so I let my dick do the heavy
thinking.   -�Cassie, baby.  Take off your clothes and leave them off until
I tell you otherwise. -�

    -�Leave them off?  Why, Daddy? -�

    -�For the next several days, we're going to do nothing but stay here in
the house and fuck and then fuck some more.  Fuck until we're both
cross-eyed.  Clothes will just be in the way.  Now strip naked for your
daddy, baby.  Daddy's going to fuck his little girl. -�

   I sat her naked on the kitchen table and told her to lie back.  Lifting
her legs and spreading them apart, I went down on her until she was
boiling, then I rammed it in her, fucking her hard and making her holler.

   I was crazed, in lust with my little girl and her charms.  I lost track
of how many times we fucked that first week back from Colorado.  I fucked
her on the kitchen counter, fucked her on the floor, fucked her draped over
the arm rest of the sofa, fucked her in my bed, in her bed, fucked her in
the shower standing up, in the hallway standing up pressed against the
wall, doggie-style, missionary, girl on top, scissors, reverse cowgirl.  I
fucked her pussy everywhere imaginable in the house.

   One of our favorites was fucking on a chair.  She'd sit on my cock
taking it up inside deep and rocking back and forth in my lap, while I felt
up her titties and diddled her clit, sending her into a mind bending orgasm
time and time again.  Alternately we fucked in a chair facing each other
while I sucked her tits.

   Cock sucking was another prominent sexual activity; I loved it and she
loved doing it.  What I didn't do was fuck her asshole.  I just wasn't sure
I wanted to do that to her, she wasn't even fourteen yet for Christ's sake.

   It actually took longer for us to get cross-eyed than I had expected. 
But excess does breed familiarity.  I offered to take her out to a movie. 
-�Do I have to get dressed, Daddy? -� she asked playfully.

    -�Well, if you don't want to get dressed, we could rent a movie from
Netflix, -� I replied only half jokingly.

    -�No!  Let's go out, Daddy.  I'll get dressed. -�

   We looked up the offerings on my laptop.  It was the usual Hollywood
drivel, half-ass remakes and mindless sequels, both long on vulgarity and
short on substance.  She picked out a flick and off we went.  The movie was
predictably mediocre, but that wasn't the point.  The point was to take a
break from fornicating.

   As luck would have it, we ran into her friend, Sophie, on the way out of
the theater.

    -�Oh, my god, Cassie! -� Sophie squealed.   -�I thought you were going
to be out west all summer. -�

    -�Our stupid trailer caught fire and burned up! -� Cassie explained.

    -�Oh, my, god!  You're kidding, aren't you? -� Sophie replied.

    -�No, it burned up along with all our stuff! -�

    -�Oh, my god! -�

   The girls bounced around together making a circle, chattering away at
breakneck speed.  It was the first time all week I saw Cassie for what she
was, a young naive teenage girl, rather than a hot assed piece of ass I'd
been indulging in and in a most immoral manner by societal norms.  I almost
felt guilty for fucking the hell out of her over the past few days.

   They yakked it up for what seemed forever while I waited a respectable
distance away twiddling my thumbs, another reminder that Cassie was my
daughter rather than a hot-to-trot girlfriend.  When they finally broke,
they both approached me with a look I was all too familiar with...  I was
about to get hit up for something.

    -�Daddy, -� Cassie began in her most sweet, wrap-you-around-my-finger
voice,  -�would it be okay if I spent the night with Sophie tomorrow?  We
haven't seen each other for weeks... -� the rest I tuned out, my thoughts
turning to Cassie blowing Sophie's little brother.  Still, I needed a break
in the worst way, lest my overworked pecker fell off.

    -�Is your brother going to be there, Sophie? -� I asked without
thinking.

   She gave me this curious look and replied,  -�No, he's at summer camp.
Why? -�

    -�Oh, nothing, -� I lied.   -�Well, if it's alright with your mom,
Sophie. -�

    -�Thank you, Daddy!  Thank you! -� Cassie gushed.

   Back home, we fucked before going to sleep and fucked once during the
following day.  At the appointed hour, I dropped Cassie off at Sophie's and
then went home for a deserved rest.

   Everything was hunky-dory in my world until I was awaken by a call late
that night from the police station.  Seems Cassie had been taken into
custody at a nude swimming party at some boy's house, the boy's folks being
gone until tomorrow.

   Moments later, Sophie's mom was calling me.  Sophie was supposed to be
staying with Cassie that night.  Obviously we'd both been bamboozled.  It
was also obvious that I was needlessly worried about Cassie sucking off
Sophie's little brother.  That was such a minor concern now.   -�How many
boys did she fuck tonight? -� I asked myself out loud.  I envisioned her
spread out on a chase lounger with a line of boys waiting their turn with
her while everyone else watched.

   Turns out that during the raid, she was found in a bedroom with just
three boys...  just three.  Such a relief!  I put my head in my hands
wondering how I was going to temper Cassie's promiscuity before she got any
older.  Apparently I wasn't enough to satisfy her even at the level of my
Herculean efforts, efforts I wasn't able to sustain.

   With Cassie wrapped in a sheet, we rode home from the police station in
silence.  Once inside the house, she peeled away the sheet.  Yep, she was
nude.

    -�Are you angry with me, Daddy? -�

    -�Yes, I'm angry that you lied to me.  I'm angry that you went to an
unsupervised party where everyone was naked.  I'm angry that you got your
ass arrested!  I'm angry that you fucked every boy there. -�

    -�I didn't fuck every boy there, Daddy, -� she defended.

    -�Just the three in the bedroom with you? -�

    -�You said sex was natural and nothing to be ashamed of.  You fuck me
and I'm your daughter. -� Touch�(C)!

    -�It's not the sex per se.  It's being promiscuous and fucking and
sucking every dick that comes along. -�

    -�I like fucking and sucking!  And so do you, Daddy.  God, I can't
believe you're being so mean! -� That's when the tears and the sobbing
began, expertly delivered to make me feel that I was all to blame.  In bed
that night she wouldn't snuggle up with me.

   That night, diddling my dong, I decided what I had to do.  I couldn't
make her my prisoner and I couldn't watch everything she did out of my
sight.  But, I could monitor what went on at home when I wasn't there,
something that was sure to be an issue in the fall after I went back to
teaching my classes.  Actually I had thought seriously about this issue
after I first caught her with that boy when I came home early.  I'd already
researched it and knew how to set it up, so that I could monitor every room
in the house from a remote location.  All I needed to do was pick up the
tiny cameras and supporting software at the Spy Store and install them. 
The problem being I needed Cassie out of the house to hide the cameras, and
that wouldn't be until school let in that fall.

   But even that didn't solve the bigger problem, that being her
promiscuity.  My sweet daughter was a nymphomaniac.  There was no doubt
about it, but what to do about it?  Get her professional help?  But to do
any good, my relationship with her would have to come out and that meant
prison for me.  I also certainly didn't want to give up sliding between her
legs or having her slide her lips over my dick, so maybe I just had to
accept that she'd be fucking other guys.  In the morning before we stirred
from my bed, we made up and she delivered one of her exceptional blowjobs.

   Something else of note happened that day.  The check from the insurance
company for the trailer arrived and a guy came by and bought my truck.  I'd
decided earlier that week that I wasn't going to get another trailer, as I
could easily get over a year's worth of motel rooms at $150 a pop and still
come out ahead; not to mention the maintenance expenses, storage expenses
and not having the hassles of hauling and setting up the damned trailer. 
Without a trailer to haul around, I didn't need that beast of truck I had,
so I ran an ad for it.  The guy bought it on the spot and for cash.  All
told, I came out a little over two thousand dollars more than I originally
paid for the truck and trailer.  What a deal!



   Chapter 5 - The House Guest

   Upon returning from Florida, Cassie's best friend, Sophie, comes to stay
for a few days...

   With the trailer issue resolved and with over a month of off time
remaining before I needed to report for classes in the fall, I decided that
Cassie and I should hit the road again.  This time we'd just stay in motels
along the way.  Trouble was that after driving the truck for a few weeks,
driving my Honda seemed like driving a roller skate.  It was okay for
running around town, but for highway driving, I needed something bigger and
smoother riding, so taking Cassie with me, I hit one of the national, big
box  -�pre-owned -� dealers and traded-in the Honda for a deluxe, low
mileage minivan.

   Cassie didn't think the minivan was all that cool, but she did like the
roominess and the vast carrying capacity, not to mention the smooth ride.
Two days later we were back on the road.  I had no desire to spend several
days crossing the Great Plains again on I-70, so we headed down I-77 to
Florida.  Our first real stop was St.  Augustine, which was way cool with
the ancient Spanish Forts and old town, then down the coast to Cape
Canaveral and then over to Orlando and Disney World.  Cassie loved Disney
World and Universal Studios, but I didn't think either was really worth the
big bucks they charged.

   We then moved slightly south and stopped at a first class nudist resort.
That was fun!  We stayed two days longer than I originally planned.  This
wasn't a sex resort, but an honest nudist resort.  I'm sure there was a lot
of sex going on, but not out in the open.  It's funny, I was thinking I
would be self-conscious walking about nude, but after a few hours, it
wasn't a big deal at all.  I was also concerned that every guy would be
ogling Cassie; maybe they were, but no one seemed to notice, as she wasn't
the only naked teenager there.

   From there we headed down to Miami.  I didn't think twice about it when
she wore a thong bikini and took off the top at South Beach.  Next, we
headed down to Key West, stopping at Key Largo and snorkeling on the reef
there.  We spent several days in Key West, did some fishing and took a boat
out to the fort on Dry Tortuga.

   In many ways, the trip north from Key West reminded me of I-70 through
Kansas...  monotonous, but way prettier.  Then we spent some time in the
Everglades taking an air-boat ride and seeing the wildlife, then up to the
Tampa Bay area where we stopped for a few days at another nudist resort,
this one old-school and a real naturist place with wooded trails, a golf
course, and a lake for swimming and sailing.  From there we went to the
Ocala area and swam in a few of the famous crystal clear springs.  Then it
was back home, the entire trip taking a little over three weeks.  No matter
the accommodations, never once did anyone think it odd that I was traveling
with my teenage daughter, and that includes the nudist resorts.

   We weren't back home two days when Sophie's mom called me.   -�Eric,
this is JoAnne.  Hope you had a nice trip. -�

    -�It was really good.  A bit hot at times, but we had fun. -�

    -�I'm glad to hear that.  Have you started back teaching? -�

    -�No, not for two weeks. -�

    -�Listen, I have a huge favor to ask of you.  Ralph is going to a
business conference in San Diego and wants me to go with him.  We'll be
gone for five days.  Would it be alright if Sophie stayed with you and
Cassie?  I know you won't allow them to get into any mischief. -�

   I looked out the window where Cassie was sunbathing in the nude.  I
wasn't so sure I wanted someone else hanging around for that long.

    -�What about Sophie's brother? -� I asked, immediately regretting
mentioning him.

    -�His scout troop is going on weeklong campout somewhere in Kentucky,
-� she replied.

   Getting right back to the problem at hand she said,  -�I know it's a big
imposition, Eric, but after their last escapade...  well, word got around
and quite frankly Sophie's not welcome to stay with any of her other
friends.  You know how people talk. -�

    -�Well, uh... -�

    -�Please?  I'll owe you big time. -�

   I quickly considered what she said about people talking and Sophie not
being welcome by her other friends' parents and knew the same fate awaited
Cassie when school let back in.  Sophie would be the only girl allowed to
socialize with her.  Besides, my dick needed a rest and Cassie needed to
learn how to wear clothes again.

    -�Sure, JoAnne.  No problem.  When are you leaving? -�

    -�Oh, thank you, Eric!  You're such a gem!  Let's see, day after
tomorrow?  Is that okay? -�

    -�Yes, that's fine, -� I agreed though I really wasn't sure I wanted to
agree to any of it.

   ***** Cassie and Sophie had talked on the phone incessantly since we'd
gotten back from Florida, but Cassie hadn't actually seen her best friend
since the nude swimming party.  Naturally, she was very excited to hear
that Sophie would be staying with us for a few days.  I explained the rules
required for Sophie's visit: Number 1, no sex between Cassie and me, and
Number 2, Cassie had to dress appropriately.  She wasn't too happy with
these restrictions, as she was now used to having her Daddy's dick whenever
the urge hit her and her urges seemed limitless; that and the fact that we
were both now more comfortable being nude around the house than being
encumbered with clothing.

   Sophie's mom dropped her off with enough clothes to last for two weeks.
Upon seeing each other, the two girls squealed and hopped about in an
exuberant celebration typical of girls their age.  JoAnne thanked me again
and then she was off to do her last minute packing before her husband
picked her up for the airport.

   Confident that the two girls would be absorbed in conversation for the
next several hours, I headed off to buy a few things at the supermarket,
get a haircut, and run several other errands.

   Upon my return I was putting away the groceries when I looked out the
kitchen window and was reassured when I saw the two girls out sunning
themselves on the two chase lounges facing away from the house.  Actually I
couldn't really see them, just their bare legs, enough to confirm their
presence.

   With everything put away, I popped a cold bottle of beer open and went
outside to let them know I was home and to check out Sophie in her bikini.
I took a swig of beer just as I stepped between the two lounge chairs and
nearly choked as I spit it out.  They were both nude!  Seeing Cassie nude
was one thing, but Sophie nude was another thing altogether!

    -�What are you two doing!? -� I exclaimed.  They both looked at me with
that 'what-do-you-think-I'm-doing' look.   -�You can't do this! -� I
declared while checking out Sophie's tits and shaved pussy.   -�You both go
put some clothes on right now! -� Sophie just smiled at me, making no
effort to move.  I looked for as long as I thought I could get away with it
and retreated into the house.

   I drank down the rest of my beer in seconds flat and pulled out another
from the fridge.  When I closed the door, she was there, in the kitchen,
her red hair in a wild mane and wearing absolutely nothing.

    -�You don't really want me to put on clothes, do you Mr.  E? -� she
said with a come-hither smile and turning slightly to give me a better look
at her.

    -�Yes!  Get dressed.  Cassie too!  Jesus Christ!  What would your
parents say? -�

    -�Who's going to tell them? -� she replied with coy smile.   -�I'm not.
Cassie's not.  Are you going call them, Mr.  E?  They're haven't left yet,
so...  you could call them.

    -�I think it's really cool that you and Cassie get naked together," she
continued.  "My dad would have a cow!  Is it really true that you took her
to nudist resorts? -�

   Holy, fuck!  What has Cassie told her?   -�Cassie!!!! -� I shouted.  
-�Get in here, right now! -�

    -�She tells me that you keep her nude. -�

    -�I don't keep her nude, -� I defended as she stepped closer.

    -�You keep her nude and have sex with her.  Several times a day. -�

   Holy fuck!  I was screwed!  If Sophie knew I was fucking Cassie, then
everyone would know it, if not sooner, then later.  That I was certain of.
It was now only a matter of time, a few weeks, maybe months, before the
police arrived and hauled my ass away.  While I fought the panic welling up
within me, she took several more steps towards me.  Despite my panic, I
couldn't take my eyes off her bare rose-capped naked tits.

   Drawing ever closer to me she continued,  -�Cassie's a lucky girl to
have a daddy like you.  My daddy would never do what you do with Cassie. -�

   She was almost in my face at this point.  I felt her hand on my thigh
and felt it rise and slide up inside the leg of my shorts.  I wasn't
wearing any underwear and I held my breath as she touched my cock.  
-�Hmmmm, nice hard cock, Mr.  E! -� she declared.

    -�You want to know a secret? -� she purred.   -�I like sucking cock as
much as Cassie does. -� With that she unbuttoned and unzipped my shorts
whereupon they fell to floor and she sank down on her knees.

   I know I should have told her no, but I was helpless (or unwilling) to
prevent it.  She fondled me for a few more moments, rubbed my cock on her
face and then slid her lips over my unruly organ.  Grabbing her about the
head, I proceeded to fuck her mouth, damn the consequences.  I soon found
out, and not to my surprise, that she liked to fuck as much as Cassie did
too.  Again, I didn't initiate it, Sophie did, not that that would matter
one wit in a court of law.  She rose from sucking me and hiking her left
leg, she impaled herself on my dick as we stood in the kitchen.

   "Daddy!" I heard Cassie shout.  "What are you doing?"

   "Fucking your friend," I replied as put it to my daughter's best friend
balancing her with a hand under her left knee.

   "Gawd, Sophie!" she then exclaimed.  "You're such a slut!  He's my
daddy, not yours."

   "Get in line, girl," Sophie shouted back.  "I'm getting some of this
too. Gawd, he's big, just like you said.

   "That's it, Mr.  E, fill my little pussy with your big ole hard nasty
dick!"

   I also discovered that my cock didn't need a rest after all, as the next
five days proved to be a repeat of the weeks following our return from
Colorado, only I now had two nubile teenage girls to service me and to keep
me hard.

   I don't know which of those two girls enjoyed a good hard fucking the
most, same goes for a mouthful of dick.  But Sophie did let me know that
she wasn't an anal virgin, whereas Cassie was still untouched.  I tested
that out with a new toy I'd bought just after returning from Florida...  a
set of graduated butt plugs.  Sophie could take all but the largest one
easily.  As for the largest, she took that too, but only after I sampled
her young ass bareback.  Once I fucked her, she could take largest just as
easy as the rest.

   Of course Cassie, with Sophie's encouragement, wanted to try it out and
I started her off with the smallest but plug.  Over the course of a day, I
had worked her up to take my cock.  Not that she didn't squeal a lot as I
drove it into her for the first time, indeed she was quite vocal about it,
to the point that I thought I was hurting her.  I wasn't, she was just
being vocal.

   "Ahhhhh!  Oh, gawd, Daddy!" she hollered into the mattress.  "Oh, fuck!
Oh, fuck!  Ahhhhh!" I stopped fucking her.

   "Don't stop!  Don't stop!"

   Gripping her by the hips I resumed the old in and out taking it slow.

   "Ahhhh!  Oh, shit!  Fuck!" I stopped again.

   "Don't stop," she pleaded.  I adjusted my position to get better
leverage and let her have it.  She continued to squeal and holler, but I
didn't stop until I spermed her young ass.  She was a sweaty mess and I
left her lying face down on my bed while I went to shower off with her
nubile friend.

   Once my dick was soaped up and clean, Sophie went down on me while the
water beat down on us.  Soon Cassie joined us and from then until the hot
water ran out, there was jostling as to who had me in their mouth.

   Whereas I needed a break now and then, the girls seemed to be constantly
horny and insatiable.  If I couldn't get it up, they went after each other.
Until I saw them in my bed with my own eyes, I never imagined that Cassie
was into girls too.  Of course I could use a vibrator on the one doing the
pussy licking, and they seemed to like that a lot.

   By the time I dropped Sophie off at her house after her parents
returned, I was some whipped out.  So was Cassie, at least for a few days,
then she wanted what I wanted and I was once again balls deep in my baby
girl.



   Chapter 6 - Discovered

   To his dismay, Eric learns that Sophie has talked...

   School started, but before I began teaching my first class that fall, I
found time to discretely install a number of little motion-activated HD
cameras throughout the house, so I could monitor Cassie's activities while
I was at work.

   I had it set so I could turn the system on or off, so I wouldn't be
recording what Cassie and I were doing when at home.  For the first few
weeks that worked out just fine, and I was pleased to see that she wasn't
entertaining boys while I was I work.  Problem was, life got in the way, I
began forgetting to turn the system on or off.

   Sitting at my desk between my classes, I'd remotely access the video
footage and scan through it.  Usually all I'd see was Cassie puttering
about, and sometimes masturbating.  But other times there wouldn't be
anything there at all.  Then one day when I made my appearance on screen
from the night before, I knew there was a real problem with this set up. 
It just wasn't a smart thing to have Cassie and me imprinted on a hard
drive fucking, much less on an internet feed, so I tore the system out.  At
least I tore out the cameras inside the house; the outside cameras I kept.
No sooner had I done that when various boys began showing up on the front
door camera.

   Oh, well, at least I tried.  The best I could do was buy big boxes of
rubbers and insist that she and her various partners use them.  From then
on I bought lots and lots of condoms, bought them by the gross.

   One bright spot was that on the weekends, Sophie spent the night on a
regular basis, providing me with some variety.  I almost felt guilty
telling her mom, "Oh, she's no problem.  None at all.  Glad to have her."
At least I was being honest, as I was glad to have her.

   Even so, life wasn't all roses.  I harbored a constant fear that either
Cassie or Sophie would say something to someone and bring about a disaster
for me.  They were after all, young teenage girls and young teenage girls
like to blab about this or that without considering the consequences.  But
I was hooked on young easy pussy and all my efforts at self reform were for
naught.

   Thus it wasn't totally unexpected that someone would find out.  Cassie
hadn't yet gotten home from school when there was a knock on the door. 
Answering the door, I was immediately uneasy to see Sophie's father there.

   "Can I come in, Eric?" he asked without a smile.

   'Oh, shit,' I thought.  "Sure, Ralph!" I replied with a forced
cheerfulness.

   Ralph came in and immediately cut to the chase.  "You've been fucking my
daughter," he stated without preamble.  I nearly wet myself.

   With that opening statement, his next words weren't at all expected. 
"Do you have a beer?"

   "Uh, no, but I do have some scotch."

   "Scotch?  That's even better."

   "With soda or water?" I asked.

   "On the rocks.  Make it a double," he replied and we headed for the
kitchen.  My hands were shaking as I poured two stiff ones and handed him
one.

   Looking me straight in the eye, Ralph took a sip and said, "I understand
you fuck your daughter too." I took that as an accusation, and my stomach
turned over again, but that's not what he meant.

   He lifted his glass and said, "We have a lot in common...  We both have
wanton whores for daughters, cock-craving daughters who have a taste for
their old daddy's cock.  So...  here's what I propose, Eric.  You can fuck
Sophie as often as you like, and I'll fuck Cassie as often as I like."

   I was still trying to process what he was saying when he added, "How
about if we double team them?  You know, dual penetrations and all.  I've
always wanted to do that, but my wife nearly went ballistic when I first
suggested it."

   "You suggested double teaming Sophie to your wife?"

   "Oh, heavens, no!" he said with a chuckle.  "JoAnne, she'd cut my balls
off for that.  I suggested that because we play around, JoAnne and me that
is, with other couples.  She was intrigued with that, but with women, you
never know what they're actually thinking."

   "You and your wife play around?"

   "Yeah, works for her and it works for me...  we just don't play
together," he said.  "But with Sophie, yeah Sophie would go along with
that. Cassie would too."

   "You've fucked Cassie?" I naively asked.

   "Yeah, but I didn't know you were balling Sophie, but now I do."

   "When?"

   "When?  When I found out about you or when I started fucking Cassie?  I
found out yesterday when Sophie was sucking my cock.  Cassie...  whenever
the opportunity arises, like when she spends the night with Sophie.  But,
the first time I fucked your little girl was right after JoAnne and I
returned from my conference at the end of the summer."

   "Where was your wife?"

   "Out on a date." Then he added with a laugh, "I was playing the good
daddy, staying home and watching the kids."

   "And Sophie's brother?"

   "Allan?  He's been getting his dick sucked for over a year now.  I
caught them in the act, Sophie and Allan that is.  I offered her something
a little more substantial to chew on and well, one thing led to another. 
You know how that goes.

   "So, do we have a deal?" asked Ralph as he cocked his head to one side.

   "Deal?"

   "Yeah, I fuck Cassie and you fuck Sophie, whenever and where ever.  The
whenever, as in as soon as possible.  The where ever would be right here
where we have guaranteed privacy, or maybe we could take them to a motel,
but doing them here would be a lot cheaper.

   "Hope you don't mind, but I sent a text to Sophie earlier this afternoon
telling her that I'd pick her up here after school."

   Right then I heard the front door open and then slam shut.  "Daddy!  I'm
home," Cassie sang out fresh from school.  I also heard the chattering of
another girl, a chattering I recognized.

   Ralph and I looked at each other.  There was a searching look on his
face.  Six months ago, I wouldn't have considered doing anything so
depraved, but that was before the trip to Colorado.  Six months later my
hardening dick was speaking volumes to me.  A huge grin spread across my
face and he grinned back.  Silently, the deal was sealed.  A moment later,
Cassie and Sophie came strolling into the kitchen.  The first thing I
noticed, and presumably Ralph also, was Cassie's full tits bouncing
unrestrained under the halter top she wore, her nipples clearly poking out
the thin material.

   "Oh, hi, Mr.  Ralph!" she greeted with a smile, unconsciously fluffing
up her gorgeous shoulder-length chestnut colored hair and causing her big
tits to invitingly jiggle.  Then coming to me she told me hello and gave me
a chaste kiss on the cheek, while Sophie did the same with her dad.

   "What are you guys up to?" asked Cassie.

   "We were talking about pussy," I replied taking the first taste of my
scotch.  "Young pussy." Cassie gave me a questioning look.  "Your pussy in
particular," I added.

   "Oh..."

   "Oh, yes."

   "But we were also discussing Sophie's pussy," Sophie's dad added taking
another sip of his drink.

   "And we were discussing tits.  Naked tits," I said with a grin. 
Cassie's look was priceless.  "We were discussing how much we both like you
girls' tits."

   "And your pussies," added Ralph.

   "O-kayyyy," Cassie said cautiously casting a look over at her friend who
looked thoroughly amused.

   "So we made a deal," I said.  "A sex deal...  kind of a swap."

   Cassie laughed, her light blue eyes sparkling, "Really?  You'd let Mr.
Ralph have sex with me, Daddy?"

   "You already have from what Ralph tells me.  Right?" Her nervous smile
said it all.  "So," I continued, "yeah...  you can fuck him, anytime and
anyplace.  Provided, of course, that you want to fuck him...  anytime,
anyplace.  And me, I get to fuck Sophie.

   "Neither of you girls are on the rag today, are you?" I added.

   "Daddy!"

   "Are you?"

   "No, I..."

   "Then strip, my darling baby girl!  You're gonna be fucked."

   "Really?"

   "Yes, really.  Of course if you don't want to be fucked, and frankly I
find that hard to believe, just tell us."

   "I'll strip!" interjected Sophie who immediately pulled her tank top
over her head.

   "Oh, you know how much I like sex, Daddy!" continued my daughter.  "I
just never...  Oh, my gosh!"

   With that her hands went to the back of her neck to untie the halter
holding her top up.  Untied, it fell forward barring her firm naked
titties, titties that over the past year that had become absolutely
phenomenal to behold and a sight I never tire of.

   "Nice tits.  Eh, Ralph?"

   The bulge in his shorts said everything that needed to be said, but he
voiced his approval anyway.  "Definitely nice tits," he replied.

   "I think Mr.  Ralph likes your tits, Cassie," I said.  "Why don't you
snuggle up to him and let him have a feel?" Cassie gave me a sly grin and
moved within reach of Sophie's dad.  As she did so, her loose halter top
worked down off her hips and down her legs.  She deftly stepped out of it
as she got close to Ralph, who pulled her to him with her back to him and
reached around to cup and fondle her tits.

   "How are those tits, Ralph?" I asked enjoying the show more than I ever
thought I would.

   "Oh, yes, they're definitely nice tits," he replied as he mauled her. 
"Very nice tits."

   "What about my tits?" pouted Sophie as she displayed her bare bosoms.

   "You have nice tits too, baby," I said as I stepped up her.

   Cassie looked me in the eye, waiting to see what I would do next.  My
hands went to the button and then the zipper of Sophie's short shorts,
opened them up and then pushed them, along with the thong she was wearing,
down to her ankles.  I didn't even have to ask or tell her to step out of
them, she did that herself and with a flourish, launched them across the
room with her foot, a feat that gained laughs from Ralph, Cassie and me. 
What fun girls our baby girls were!

   While I began feeling Sophie up I said, "As you know, Cassie, guests get
special consideration in this house.  So, why don't you help Mr.  Ralph get
comfortable?"

   She turned and began unbuttoning his shirt.  As she worked down the row
of buttons, Ralph kicked off the deck shoes he was wearing and was bare
foot before Cassie worked the shirt off his shoulders and arms to discard
it.

   Let me tell you, my dick was so hard it hurt watching my naked teenage
daughter stripping her best friend's father for sex.  Normally, I wouldn't
get a thrill at seeing another naked man, but seeing his stiff seven inch
pecker revealed was an unexpected bonus.  It wasn't the seeing that
thrilled me, but the knowledge of what that pecker would be doing moments
from now and to whom it would be doing it to...  that was a thrill.  I
didn't have long to wait either.  Cassie followed his shorts to the floor
and being in perfect position, she looked up at him and took his cock in
her mouth.  I nearly shot my load, then and there.

   She began working her lips up and down his shaft.  I couldn't see it,
but I was certain that her talented tongue was dancing along that long dick
as she sucked him.

   I looked up from my daughter's labors and saw Ralph with the biggest
grin on his face.  Sophie was determined not to be undone.  I grinned back
and realizing that I was over dressed for this impromptu after school
party, quickly helped her shuck my clothes.

   I stood around watching for a minute or so, my cock copiously drooling
and wetting the kitchen floor as Sophie fondled me.  Ralph, not taking the
blowjob to completion, pulled his salvia slickened dick from my daughter's
voracious mouth and away from her.

   From where I was standing, I heard her whine at not being fed a load of
his cum, but once he lifted from her kneeling position to stand, he lifted
one of her legs.  I held my breath as he positioned his cock for
penetration, then gleefully watched as his big prong slid up inside my
little girl's juicy cunt as they stood.

   As she was penetrated, she exclaimed, "Yes, Daddy, yes!" I'm sure her
proclamation excited Ralph as much as it excited me to hear Sophie calling
me Daddy when I fucked her.

   I'd never seen a live sex show before, and here I was just inches away
from the most salacious action in my very own kitchen and getting a blowjob
to boot!  Cassie clung around his neck and her firm sumptuous ass cheeks
bounced invitingly as he pumped his cock into her.  Meanwhile, at my feet,
Ralph's naked teenage daughter slobbered all over my cock.

   I needed relief in the worse way and was about to blow when a wicked
inspiration hit me.  Pulling Sophie off my dick and onto her feet, I
dragged her over to the kitchen table and bodily lifting her, sat her on
the edge, pushed her back and placed her legs over my shoulders.

   Ralph saw what I was doing and with Cassie impaled on his dick, carried
her to the other side of the table and laid her back, so that she was head
to head with her wanton friend.  By then I had already begun fucking Sophie
and making her delectable titties dance.

   As Ralph started plugging away at Cassie, her big tits began moving
around, her nipples stiff and drawing imaginary twin circles in the air. 
She looked back at me while she was being fucked, her eyes glassy with that
far away look I had become used to seeing.  I grinned at her and tired to
drive my cock deeper and harder than ever before into her best friend. 
Ralph was matching me stroke for stroke and fucking the hell out my baby
girl.  Both girls were caterwauling as they were being soundly fucked.

   Then with a gasping silence, I felt Sophie's gut contract as she
orgasmed.  That did it, with my own cries of sweet anguish, my cock erupted
and I spewed my seed deep in her sweet pussy.  Ralph too was announcing his
pleasure to the heavens as he came in my daughter's spasming cunt.  It was
the most incredible fuck I'd ever had.  Indeed, afterward, that sentiment
was pronounced by the other three.

   Ralph and I staggered back, leaving our girls well fucked on my kitchen
table, dribbling our cum from their cunts while they basked in the glow
from a great fucking.

   We retrieved our drinks and toasted each other.  "To young sweet pussy,"
I said.

   "I'll second that," he replied and took a deep swig.  "I propose that we
do them again," he added.

   "Give me a minute," I laughed.

   After that afternoon, whatever misgivings I had about Cassie were put to
rest.  She was still my precious daughter whom I loved unconditionally, but
she was also something more to me...  much more.


   THE END