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 ï>¿Going Nova ch.  12: Back to School by sodapopsweet

   The next day, Brie awoke.  She groaned to herself, realizing that it was
Monday; a new week, and a new day of classes.  She tossed around in bed as
she attempted to sleep through multiple hits of the snooze button.  There
under her blanket, the miserable girl resigned to block out the world for
as long as she could.

   Suddenly the overhead light flicked on.  Her dad was at it again.  
-œTime to get up, kiddo, - he said with his usual morning cheeriness.

   Brie moaned and ducked her head under the cover to escape the cruel
glare of the overhead light.  As she breathed in, she was hit with the
smell of sex permeating her sheets, and her night came flooding back to
her.

   Had it really happened?  she wondered.  Did I really have sex with my
dad last night?

   Her unclean bed answered her unequivocally.

   Slowly it came back to her.  All of the things she had done the previous
day: with her father, with Elsie, in public on the catwalk, and in the
green room with two boys she had just met.  She was mortified.  She didn
-(TM)t know what had come over her.  She could never justify it to anybody
if she tried, yet it had happened all the same.

   She didn -(TM)t have long to ruminate, however, as she felt her covers
being tugged off of her.

    -œDa-aad, - Brie whined, quickly grabbing a fist-full of sheet in
defense.   -œI literally want to die! -

    -œWhat -(TM)s wrong, sweetie? - Warrick asked warmly.

    -œI can -(TM)t go to school today, - she croaked out.   -œI can never,
ever go back to school. -

   Warrick dropped his end of their tug-of-war.  Brie pulled her side of
the sheet back, heaping it over her head.  He came over to her and sat on
the edge of the bed.  His mind flashed back to what had happened the last
time he was sat there, but he quickly put it out of his thoughts.  He
rubbed his daughter -(TM)s back through her sheet.  She kicked and moaned,
though this time it was in frustration, not pleasure.   -œI know you
-(TM)re embarrassed after what happened on Friday, but you can -(TM)t not
go to school. -

    -œWhy not? - Brie pleaded.

    -œWell, for one thing, it -(TM)s actually against the law, - Warrick
said,  -œand -" -

   Brie just harrumphed and turned away from him.  She knew nothing she
said would convince him he was wrong.  His stubbornness about practical
things like school always won him the battle over her emotional outbursts.
-œYou always think you -(TM)re right, just because you -(TM)re my dad. -

    -œI know it -(TM)s going to be hard, baby girl, - Warrick said
sympathetically,  -œbut tell you what: go to school and at least try.  Just
try it and see how it goes.  Maybe nobody will say anything.  If you decide
you can -(TM)t make it through, call me at lunch and you can come home.  I
-(TM)ll come pick you up. -

   Brie sighed.   -œFine. - She was still dreading the thought of showing
her face in Mr.  Ivarson -(TM)s class again, but she was surprised she even
got that much leeway from her dad.

    -œSo, - Warrick probed,  -œhow are you feeling today? -

   Brie scowled.   -œBad. -

    -œI gathered that much, but what about the cum -" - Warrick stopped
short, suddenly feeling awkward using that word with his daughter again.  
-œWell, the medicine, I mean.  Do you need any more? -

   Under the covers, Brie blushed.  It was actually the first time her
required regimen had crossed her mind that morning.  After spending all of
Sunday obsessing about masturbation, cum, and sex, she had been briefly
free of worrying about it at all.

    -œWell? - Warrick prodded.

    -œDaddy, leave me alone! - Brie snapped.

   Warrick put his hands up.   -œSorry, sweetheart, I just wanted to check
up on you. - Warrick got off the bed and headed for the door.  He had
hoped that having sex with her the night before would have cured her, but
he began to worry that he had hurt his daughter instead.  He worried that
his wife -(TM)s advice, based on her own anecdotal experience, was not
well-informed.  He cleared his throat and attempted to resume command of
the situation.   -œHoney, get up and get ready for school, now. -

   Brie sat up and gave her dad a bershon death glare that only a daughter
can give to her father.

   But it caused Warrick to break out into a smirk.  Atop her head, Brie
-(TM)s mane was an absolute mess, frizzy, tangled, and twisted into dreads.
Her comical appearance undermined the daggers her eyes were throwing his
way.

    -œWhat -(TM)s so funny?! - the bedraggled girl hollered.

    -œAnd wash your hair, - Warrick chuckled.

   Brie flung her pillow at him as hard as she could and dove back under
the covers.  She knew she had to get up sooner or later.  If nothing else,
she couldn -(TM)t stand the stale smell of her bedsheets for much longer,
but she waited until she knew her dad was gone before she dared give him
the gratification of doing as he commanded.

   Soon, Warrick did leave, and Brie got up and wandered to her mirror. 
Her dad was right about her hair.  She wondered if she could ever recover
from her bedhead nightmare.

    -œI kind of look like Mia, - she said, managing the slightest of
chuckles to herself.  She thought of the wild, kinky mop that burst from
her new upperclassman friend -(TM)s head.  She hoped that she would be able
to find her at school sometime during the day.  Their burgeoning friendship
was one of the few bright points she looking forward to that day.

   Downstairs, Hazel heard the shower start as she prepped breakfast in the
kitchen.  Warrick wandered in and she asked cheerily,  -œHow -(TM)s she
doing this morning? -

    -œHard to say.  She still hates mornings. - Warrick paused,  -œAnd
maybe me, too. -

   Hazel tisked and went over to him,  -œI -(TM)m sure that -(TM)s not
true. She loves you very much.  I saw just how much last night. - She
kissed her husband on the cheek.

   Warrick shied away.   -œSpeaking of -- How much did you see, exactly? -

    -œI can have one or two secrets. - Hazel turned away from him coyly
before turning back and saying,  -œBut the part that I saw made for a good
show. -

   The part of Warrick that wasn -(TM)t worried about his daughter -(TM)s
mental health swelled with pride.  His pants, too, swelled a bit, thinking
back on what he got to do, and the extent to which he got to do it.  He
still could barely believe that he got to fuck his own daughter, push her
mouth and her pussy to her limits, and, on top of all that, even cum inside
of her.

   He walked up to his wife and slipped his hands around her waist, kissing
her on the neck, and pressing his hardness into her ass.   -œThank you for
being my wife, - he said quietly,  -œand for being a great mom. -

   Hazel turned into him.   -œI take it that means you had fun last night.
- Warrick just chuckled and kissed his way down her neck toward her chest.
Hazel took in a sharp breath, but then pushed him away with a giggle.  
-œOkay, John Phillips, I -(TM)ve still got breakfast to make. -

   Warrick sat down at the table and looked at his phone while he waited
for his wife and daughter to join him.  Before long, the shower turned off
and Brie trundled down the stairs.  She wore a long, pink and orange-banded
summer dress and some flat sandals.  Somehow she had managed to tame her
chaotic explosion of hair in the bathroom.

    -œMorning, sweetie, - Hazel chirped.

   Warrick looked up from his phone.   -œGlad you could join us, - he
repeated, as he always did.   -œHow was your shower? -

   Brie plopped herself down at the table.   -œWe need more hot water. -

    -œBack to our normal chipper self, eh? - Warrick quipped wryly.

    -œSpeaking of which, - Hazel chimed in,  -œHow are you feeling today?
-

    -œFine, - Brie said, tiredly chewing on bacon.

    -œGood.  Did you have your cummies this morning? - Hazel prodded.

   Brie twisted her face, not in the mood to think about cum and sex things
just then,  -œMom, I -(TM)m trying to eat breakfast. -

    -œI know, honey, but we need to know so that we can help you get
better. -

    -œI just forgot, - Brie grumbled, then added,  -œBut I don -(TM)t
really feel like it right now. -

   Hazel -(TM)s eyes flicked to Warrick, who breathed a quiet sigh of
relief.   -œIt -(TM)s okay, Brie, you only need to do it when you feel like
it, okay, honey? -

   Brie glanced at her mom, surprised that she was free of her morning
obligation.  Hazel smiled warmly and nodded at her.   -œOkay, - the young
girl answered with trepidation.

    -œBut, - Warrick chimed in,  -œyou -(TM)re still not allowed to wear
panties. -

   Brie rolled her eyes, uncomfortable with him talking about her
underwear.  -œI know, Dad. -

   Warrick was surprised at how disappointed he was that his little girl
had resumed calling him  -œDad -, instead of the  -œdaddies - she was
crying out in the night.

    -œLet -(TM)s see, baby, - Hazel insisted.

   Brie stared at her mother, wondering if she was serious, then huffed and
stood up.  She hiked her summer dress up, revealing more and more of her
scrawny, coltish legs, until her little bottom and pussy were exposed. 
Warrick held his breath, wondering if he -(TM)d ever get tired of the sight
of her puffy labia.

    -œSee? - she grumbled, and then dropped the hem again.  She still felt
wrong revealing her privates to her parents -"she knew that other girls in
her class didn -(TM)t do that kind of thing -"but she admitted to herself
that, after her crazy weekend, it wasn -(TM)t really a big deal for her
anymore.

   She finished her breakfast and then Warrick drove her to school.  In
practice, it was just like any other school day, but he could sense his
daughter -(TM)s sullen attitude.  He reached over and gave her knee a
squeeze.   -œBuck up, baby girl, nobody -(TM)s even going to remember what
happened. -

    -œYes they will, - Brie moped.   -œIt only happened on Friday. -

    -œJesus, - Warrick said quietly to himself as he realized that
everything that had happened had only occurred within the previous three
days.

    -œAnd what if someone from school saw me at the fashion show yesterday?
- Her voice cracked, small.   -œEverybody was there. -

   Her dad searched for something positive to say.   -œWell, Elsie will be
there waiting for you.  She -(TM)ll always be your friend and never leave
your side. -

    -œDaddy, I -(TM)m never going to live this down! - Tears streamed down
the girl -(TM)s cheeks.

    -œOkay, okay, honey.  Be strong.  Remember, like we talked about, if
you really can -(TM)t make it through the day, give me a call at lunch time
and I -(TM)ll come pick you up.  We -(TM)ll say that you -(TM)re sick.  But
give it an honest try, okay? -

   Brie sobbed a bit more.  Sick was right.  She had sex with her father.
And her mother before that.  It wasn -(TM)t normal.  The one saving grace,
she figured, was that there was no way anybody saw those particular acts.
Finally sniffled and cleared her throat.   -œOkay, Daddy, I -(TM)ll try. -

   Warrick tousled his daughter -(TM)s hair, gently massaging her head,
which did cause her to relax a bit.  He was mixed with emotion.  He was
happy that his daughter appeared to be cured of her nymphomania.  He was
also distraught that she was in for a tough day at school, and there wasn
-(TM)t anything he could do to protect her from it.  And, he begrudgingly
admitted to himself, he was a little bit disappointed that his daughter
wasn -(TM)t trying to take her clothes off in the car again.

   It was becoming clear that his  -œmedicine - had indeed worked.  She
hadn -(TM)t masturbated at all that morning, and signs were showing that
she was back in a normal mindset for a girl her age; she was more concerned
with her reputation among her fellow co-eds than with finding the source of
her next orgasm.

   They arrived at Brie -(TM)s school and Warrick dropped his daughter off.
Before she left the car, Warrick asked,  -œGot a kiss for your dad? -

    -œDa-aad, - Brie complained, blushing.

    -œOkay, okay, - her father conceded,  -œI guess you -(TM)re not my
little girl anymore. -

   She rolled her eyes, feeling a little bit guilty, so she said,  -œIt
-(TM)s okay, Daddy, I -(TM)m still your little girl.  Just don -(TM)t say
it so loud when I -(TM)m at school. - She leaned in and gave him a quick
peck on the cheek.

    -œIt -(TM)s a deal, - Warrick agreed, but then added,  -œas long as
you tell your friends that I -(TM)m cool. -

    -œI will, - Brie giggled with one final sniffle,  -œbut they -(TM)ll
never buy it. -

   Warrick was relieved to see her brighten up.   -œWell, a guy can try. -

   At that, she closed the car door and Warrick drove off, leaving her to
take on the day on her own.  As she approached the school, she passed
several of her acquaintances.  One-by-one, they all turned their heads to
follow her path.  Most of them avoided direct eye contact, but a couple of
them couldn -(TM)t help but stare in wonderment.

   Brie felt like she was the unwilling star of a hidden camera TV show. 
She heard one of them whisper,  -œI saw her at the pool on Saturday. - She
couldn -(TM)t hear the response, but she could make out the words 
-œfashion show, -  -œnaked, - and  -œslutty -, and then giggling.

   The poor girl blushed deeply.  Coming into the day, she knew she would
have to deal with the fallout from her classroom jill-off session, but she
hadn -(TM)t fully considered how her weekend exhibitionism around their
small town would also make its way back to school.

   Brie quickly walked to her first period science class with Mr.  Ivarson.
Before she made it through the door, she was beet red.  She could only
faintly remember what had happened at the end of the previous week, but she
knew that she had kissed her teacher and masturbated in class until she
blacked out.

   As she entered the room, every head snapped to her, including Mr. 
Ivarson.  Tittering started immediately and, as swiftly as possible, Brie
made her way to a back corner of the room with her head down.

   Mr.  Ivarson attempted to get his classroom back under his control as
more students continued to file into the room behind her.   -œNow class, I
know not everybody -(TM)s here yet, but let -(TM)s take a look at the
outline of what we -(TM)re going to cover today, - he said, attempting to
distract them all.

   The other kids in the class mostly avoided sitting in the seat next to
Brie, but eventually a boy named Edward got up and switched his seat.  Brie
had always disliked him because he often acted up in class and annoyed the
teachers, and he talked about vulgar things in the halls.

   Soon everyone was accounted for and class began, but Brie couldn -(TM)t
pay attention.  She just sat, stewing in her shame, counting the minutes
until the period was over.  How am I even going to make it to noon?  she
wondered.

   Edward couldn -(TM)t pay attention either.  His gaze was fixed upon
Brie.  -œHey, - he whispered to her.

   Brie ignored him.

    -œHey! - he rasped louder.

   Brie snapped her head to him and glared.

   He grinned slyly and quietly mouthed,  -œLet me see your pussy. -

   Brie snapped her head back to her desk and fumed.  Edward chuckled
quietly to himself.

   After a minute she heard again, more insistently,  -œLet me see your
pussy. - Brie tried to ignore it, but her burning cheeks gave her away.

   Then, louder,  -œLift up your dress.  Let -(TM)s see your goodies. -
This time, the boy in front of Edward heard and snorted out a chuckle,
throwing a quick glance at Brie, then backwards to Edward.  Edward clucked
out a louder laugh.

   Mr.  Ivarson, too, noticed something going on and called on the boy.  
-œEdward, is there something you have a question about? -

    -œUh, no, sir, - he replied.

   Mr.  Ivarson peered over his glasses at him for a moment, before
returning to his lecture.

   Edward sank back into his seat and quieted down, but Brie could still
see him out of the corner of her eye.  She tried not to pay him any
attention as he ever-so-slowly turned his body toward hers and then spread
his legs.  She could feel him staring at her as he did so.  Then she saw
him begin to flick his hand back and forth over the crotch of his jeans in
contrived female masturbation.  He quietly began to gasp mockingly, his
breath crescendoing such that the girl in front of Brie turned to notice
him.  She stifled a shocked guffaw at his actions, and at Brie -(TM)s
expense.

   The poor girl could take it no longer.   -œStop it, you bully! - she
croaked.  The whole class immediately turned to look at the scene.

   Mr.  Ivarson frowned and barked,  -œEdward! -

   The boy suddenly gripped his desk and rumbled it against the floor.  He
cried out with a sneer,  -œI -(TM)m sorry sir, it -(TM)s -" it -(TM)s
coming from my pussyyyy! -

   The classroom erupted in a roar of laughter at his callback to Brie
-(TM)s Friday incident.  Brie was crimson with humiliation.

   Mr.  Ivarson flew into a rage, shouting above the commotion.   -œThat
-(TM)s it!  I warned you all not to make a big deal about this last week.
Detention for you, Edward.  Go to the principal -(TM)s office now. -

    -œWhatever, man, - beamed Edward as he grabbed his backpack and slung
it over his shoulder.   -œLess time for me to be in this shitty class. -
The students broke into another bout of laughter.   -œPeace out! -

    -œThat -(TM)s two detentions, Edward! - Mr.  Ivarson called after him.
After the boy had made his exit, the teacher turned his attention to Brie.
-œYou, too, are excused, young lady.  Please go to one of the study rooms
and wait for me there after class. - He held out a hall pass that he had
apparently prepared ahead of class time.

   Brie couldn -(TM)t leave the room fast enough.  She dashed down the hall
toward the row of sound-proof cubicles the school had installed to let
students get homework done with fewer distractions.  As she rounded a
corner, she nearly ran into Mia.

    -œWhoa! - Mia shouted,  -œOh hey, Brie!  Jesus, you nearly creamed me.
-

    -œMia!  What are you doing here? - Brie sniffled and quickly wiped
tears from her eyes.

    -œGotta take a leak. - Mia flashed her bathroom pass.   -œWhat are you
doing? -

    -œI got in trouble and I have to go to one of the study rooms. -

    -œAh, man, what did you do? -

    -œNothing! - Brie lamented.   -œIt wasn -(TM)t my fault. -

    -œUgh, that -(TM)s the worst, - Mia consoled.   -œHey, what if you
just bailed? -

    -œWhat, like leave school? -

    -œYeah, - Mia grinned,  -œWanna skip out?  I do it sometimes when I
-(TM)ve had enough of this shit. -

   Brie stared into Mia -(TM)s lively eyes and considered it.  She would
love to spend the day anywhere but here, and especially in the company of
her newfound friend.  But she replied,  -œI -" I better not.  I promised
Daddy -"er, my father -"that I -(TM)d at least try to get through half the
day. -

   Mia smiled and mussed the girl -(TM)s hair,  -œProbably better that way.
I always end up getting in more trouble in the end, anyway.  How are you
doing, by the way? -

    -œBad.  Everybody knows what I did on Friday, and now rumors are flying
about Saturday and Sunday, too, like from when we went to the pool. -

    -œOh, - nodded Mia knowingly.   -œWell, if it helps, those rumors aren
-(TM)t from me.  I -(TM)ve only told my friends that you -(TM)re cool. -

   Brie -(TM)s eyes widened,  -œReally? -

    -œYeah, real cool, - the upperclassman smiled.   -œThey wanna hang out
sometime. -

   Brie -(TM)s insides warmed at the revelation.  She suddenly felt the
urge to hug Mia, and she dove in.   -œOh Mia, I -(TM)m so glad I met you.
Thanks for being my friend. -

    -œYeah, kid. - She squeezed Brie in return.   -œLet -(TM)s get
together soon.  And bring your girlfriend Elsie along.  She -(TM)s a
firecracker. -

   The girls parted and Brie found her destination.  She sat at a small
study table in the sound-proof cubicle and waited until the end-of-class
bell sounded.  She could barely hear it through the study room -(TM)s
seals, but it leaked through faintly.  She watched students filter by the
large glass door for a while until, with a whoosh of air, Mr.  Ivarson
opened the door and joined her.

    -œHello, Brie, - he said, moving the table out of the way and taking a
seat across from her.

    -œHi, - Brie said glumly.

    -œHow are you doing this morning? -

    -œI -(TM)m okay, - Brie answered with the stock reply.

    -œGood, good, - he said, searching awkwardly for the right thing to
say.   -œUm, well, do you know why I sent you here? -

    -œNo, - said Brie,  -œwhatever it was, it wasn -(TM)t my fault, Edward
-" - she complained.

    -œI know, I know, - he reassured the girl, leaning over and putting a
hand on her knee.   -œYou didn -(TM)t deserve what he was doing to you. 
You -(TM)re not in trouble for that. - He then cleared his throat and
said,  -œIn fact, you -(TM)re here, because I wanted to talk to you about
something else.  I wanted to check in on you and see if you were alright.
-

    -œOh, okay, - said Brie,  -œbut, isn -(TM)t that what the school
counsellors are for? -

   The elder teacher chuckled and said,  -œWell, yes, they sometimes do
work with troubled children.  But all teachers here have a responsibility
for their pupils -(TM) well being. -

   Brie trembled with trepidation,  -œIs this about last week? -

   Mr.  Ivarson nodded, and the two of them sat there in silence for a
brief moment.  Suddenly, he sat back in his chair and stared at the wilting
figure before him.   -œNow, I want to remind you that you missed out on
class last week, after your -- incident. -

    -œI know, - Brie said staring down at her lap.

    -œI just want you to know, after they took you to the hospital, I held
an important pop quiz, which you also missed. -

   Brie looked up at him with watery eyes.   -œI did? -

   Mr.  Ivarson leered and said,  -œYes, and since you missed it, you
failed the quiz.  And, well, that could negatively impact your grade in my
class. -

   Big tears welled up in the young student -(TM)s puppy dog eyes.   -œBut
I -" I couldn -(TM)t help it! -

    -œI understand, - the teacher said, lightening up a bit.  After some
consideration, he begrudged,  -œI suppose I can give you a C -"that is, if
you can give me a doctor -(TM)s note that details your condition.  Ah,
which was, by the way --? -

   Brie blushed and shied away.  Quietly, she started,  -œI -(TM)m super -"
- She hesitated to say the word to her school teacher,  -œorgasmic, - she
squeaked out.

   Mr.  Ivarson bent his ear,  -œI -(TM)m sorry? -

   Brie looked at her feet,  -œI -(TM)m super-orgasmic.  It means I -- c -"
cum a lot. -

   Her teacher smirked deviously.   -œI see.  Well, if you can give me your
doctor -(TM)s note for your super-orgasmic condition right now, I can mark
your quiz grade up. -

   Brie pleaded,  -œI didn -(TM)t get one.  I might be able to get one
tonight. -

   Her teacher responded brusquely,  -œI -(TM)m sorry, young lady, I need
to see one now.  I won -(TM)t know if you -(TM)ve faked it otherwise. -

   Brie didn -(TM)t know what to do.  Her cheeks burned hot and she
sniffled.   -œI don -(TM)t have a note. -

   Mr.  Ivarson appeared to mull another idea around.  While he did, Brie
could faintly hear the bell marking the end of passing time.  The next
class period had begun and nobody was in the halls anymore.  Finally her
teacher spoke again.   -œI suppose there are other ways you could make it
up.  Extra credit. -

    -œReally? - Brie looked up at her teacher, an expression of relief
washed over her face.

    -œOh yes, - the teacher said,  -œbad students do extra credit for me
all the time. -

    -œI can do that, - Brie nodded vigorously.   -œWhat can I do? -

    -œWell, - Mr.  Ivarson replied,  -œI think what you can do is really
quite simple. -

   Brie nodded again, optimistic.

    -œI don -(TM)t think you need to do extra homework.  I know you -(TM)re
a smart girl and you -(TM)re ill, after all.  And anyway, I don -(TM)t have
anything prepared.  But, I suppose I could give you some extra credit for,
- he paused for emphasis,  -œanother kiss? -

   Brie was shocked.  She suddenly felt cornered and very alone.  The
hallways were empty, and even if they weren -(TM)t, nobody could hear her
teacher -(TM)s indecent proposition from within the sound-proof cubicle. 
She swallowed a large lump in her throat.  She didn -(TM)t want to kiss her
teacher again.  She hadn -(TM)t really even wanted to kiss him in the first
place.  Then, her body had compelled her to do it against her own volition.
Now, she was compelled to do it for a grade.

   Brie shook her head.   -œI can -(TM)t kiss you.  It -(TM)s not right. 
We -(TM)ll get in trouble, - she said, appealing to Mr.  Ivarson -(TM)s
sensibility.

    -œLook, - he gestured to the glass door of the study room,  -œthere
-(TM)s nobody around to get us in trouble.  It -(TM)s just a quick kiss,
dear child, and it -(TM)s over.  I had such fun last time. -

   The idea repulsed her, but she saw no other options.  Timidly she said,
-œIf I kiss you, you -(TM)ll give me an A for the quiz? -

   Mr.  Ivarson leered and said,  -œNo, child, a kiss would be lovely, but
it -(TM)s such a small thing, after all.  The value of that, assuming it
was a good kiss, would bring you up to a D-.  If you want an A, you would
need to do a little bit more. -

   Brie wilted further, crossing her arms in front of her.  She avoided
looking at Mr.  Ivarson.  He stood up from his chair and moved toward her,
hovering over her.   -œWell, Miss Nova?  This is the one chance I -(TM)m
going to give you. -

   Brie swallowed and then, almost imperceptibly, nodded her head.

   It was enough for Mr.  Ivarson and he quickly pulled the young girl up
off the chair and up onto her feet.  He bent over her and brought his face
close to hers.  Brie trembled with fear underneath the stature of her
teacher.  She closed her eyes and waited for him to come to her.  Then she
felt his lips against her.  They were warm and firm, but at the same time
rough and undesirable.  She winced, but kissed back with the hope that it
would satisfy him, if not permanently, at least enough that he would let
her go.

   At last, he pulled away from her and smiled at her condescendingly.  
-œOh, that was very nice, my child.  That was definitely worth a D-. -

   Brie said nothing.  She merely grabbed her arm and fidgeted on her feet.

    -œWell, Miss Nova, we can talk about getting more extra credit later,
but you best be getting off to your next class. - Before she could move,
he halted her with a finger.   -œHowever, since you -(TM)re already late,
you -(TM)re probably going to get in trouble with your next teacher.  I
wonder -- - he reached into his pocket and pulled out another signed hall
pass,  -œhow much this would be worth to you? -

   Brie -(TM)s stomach dropped at the thought.  She was still trapped with
this man and was now forced to negotiate her way out.  She stammered, 
-œYou could kiss me again. -

    -œThat sounds very nice, Miss Nova, - Mr.  Ivarson said, and then
added,  -œand what else can you give me? -

   Red-faced, Brie held back a tear.  She searched for an idea, then
finally said,  -œYou can touch one of my breasts. -

   Mr.  Ivarson grinned and said,  -œThat -(TM)s the spirit.  Just
remember, if I get in trouble because of you, you -(TM)ll get into more
trouble, too.  The school doesn -(TM)t like it when girls fool around with
boys, and imagine how they will respond when they find out you -(TM)re
super-orgasmic.  But don -(TM)t worry, I will keep your secret. - Then he
leaned over and kissed her again.  With one hand, he held the back of her
head, pressing her mouth against his.  With his other, he reached down and
pawed at the barely perceptible mound on her chest, circling his fingers
around her tiny nipple.  It hardened against her will.

   Brie was trapped, but Mr.  Ivarson kept to the terms of their agreement.
He fondled only one breast, though his kiss was drawn out.  She felt him
snake his tongue out against her lips and she reluctantly parted them, for
fear of making him angry.  Her legs wobbled under her as she stood, mouth
agape, letting her teacher -(TM)s tongue wander inside.  Finally, she could
take no more and she pushed herself away.

   Mr.  Ivarson chuckled and said,  -œHad enough for today?  Okay.  You
-(TM)re a very good kisser, Brie.  You should know that. -

   Brie didn -(TM)t care.   -œCan I go now? -

    -œVery well, - the man conceded,  -œhere is your pass. -

   As Brie quickly exited the cubicle, he called after her,  -œLet -(TM)s
discuss future extra credit possibilities after class on Wednesday. -

   Brie ran, humiliated, down the hallway.  She couldn -(TM)t believe her
teacher would take advantage of her.  She didn -(TM)t understand why a man
his age -"older than her father, even -"would be interested in someone so
young, especially one of his students.  She knew it was wrong, but she had
felt ambushed and powerless under his authority.

   All thoughts of Mr.  Ivarson, however, slipped away when she got to her
next class late.  When she entered the room, every head turned to watch her
and she was once again filled with a renewed sense of dread.  She took a
deep breath and sighed, crossing the front of the class to hand her next
teacher, Mrs.  Trisk, her late pass.

   She sat down in one of the remaining seats in the middle of the room and
Mrs.  Trisk cleared her throat before continuing her lesson for the day. 
Brie counted down the minutes until her lunch period.

    -" -" -"

   At 11:30, Brie -(TM)s lunchtime rolled around.  She made her way to the
lunchroom as inconspicuously as possible.  She wasn -(TM)t feeling hungry
at all, so she skipped the food line and took her usual seat at the lunch
table.

   Head down, she tried to concentrate on completing her homework while she
waited for Elsie to show.  Just when she was hitting her stride completing
math equations, a plastic tray clattered onto the table, giving her a
scare.  -œElsie, jesus christ! -

   Elsie sat down next to Brie and ringed her arm around the girl in a side
hug.   -œHow -(TM)s it going today? -

    -œHorrible, - Brie answered.

    -œWhat?  Why? - Elsie asked, surprised.

    -œElsie, sometimes you can be really thick, you know, - Brie glowered
-œWhy do you think? -

    -œOh, right, - Elsie simmered down, smiling dumbly.

   Brie sighed,  -œMr.  Ivarson made me kiss him again. -

    -œWhat?! - Elsie asked, suddenly cranking up her volume once more. 
Some heads turned in their direction.

    -œShh, Els, shut up, - Brie whispered,  -œThe last thing I need is one
more rumor about me for the school to spread. -

   Elsie leaned in and brought her voice low,  -œThat -(TM)s so illegal. 
You should report him. -

    -œI can -(TM)t, - Brie despaired.   -œHe gave us a quiz on Friday and
I missed it, and he -(TM)s going to bring my grade down unless I do --
extra credit for him. -

    -œDamn.  You -(TM)re damned if you do, and you -(TM)re damned if you
don -(TM)t.  Next time, you should record his behavior on your phone so you
have evidence against him. -

    -œIf only they didn -(TM)t ban mobile phones in school, - Brie
lamented.   -œThis sucks. -

   Elsie changed the subject in an attempt to cheer up her friend.   -œLet
-(TM)s talk about something else and get your mind off of it. -

    -œYou -(TM)re right, - Brie agreed.

    -œPeople have been asking me about modeling all day.  They want to know
how we did it and how to break in.  I didn -(TM)t tell them we basically
lied our way in, - Elsie snickered.

    -œBy the way, - she continued,  -œA guy gave me his card last night,
after I got off stage, and before Ivy brought you back to get me. - She
passed it over to Brie.

   Brie looked at the card.  It was a small, crisp business card that read:

   SNICKER-DOODLEZ

   Young and Teen Modeling

   Boys and Girls

   Elsie beamed.   -œHe said I was good!  He promised me a modeling
contract if I called him.  He said they do work with huge brands. -

    -œWow, - said Brie, in wonderment.   -œI -(TM)m not surprised.  You
killed it on stage yesterday.  So, are you going to call him? -

    -œI think so, but I have to figure out how I can do it without mom and
dad finding out.  They would totally spoil our fun if they found out.  He
even said he might be able to use you, too. -

    -œReally?  I thought I did horribly.  I mean, I fainted on stage.  I --
did other things, too. -

   Elsie shrugged,  -œI dunno.  He must have missed that part, since he was
talking with me back stage when it happened.  Maybe you got lucky and he
doesn -(TM)t know! -

    -œYeah, lucky -- - Brie stared off into space, before snapping her
attention back to her friend.   -œYou do know what I did, right? - Brie
ventured hesitantly.

    -œOh, I do, - Elsie grinned,  -œIvy grilled me about it in the car.  I
can -(TM)t believe I missed it!  What we did yesterday in the green room,
it was so hot.  Even after two cums I went home wanting more.  And you were
so good about not cumming, it must have been epic when you finally did. -

    -œI guess it did feel good, - Brie admitted,  -œbut when it -(TM)s so
intense that I pass out, I have a hard time remembering.  It -(TM)s almost
not worth it. -

   Then Elsie leaned in and whispered conspiratorially,  -œSpeaking of
worth it, you wanna know what I did last night? -

    -œSure, - Brie answered.

    -œMallory and I played Truth or Dare. -

    -œReally?  Just you and your sister?  Why? -

    -œI don -(TM)t really know, - Elsie blushed.   -œI guess I was still
turned on from -- - She leaned in so close she had practically prostrated
herself across the lunch table and whispered,  -œwhen you ate my pussy
yesterday. -

   Brie grimaced.  She barely recalled her actions when she was in her
cum-dumb, super-orgasmic haze.  Elsie -(TM)s mention of her eating Oliver
-(TM)s cum out of her vagina did bring a glimmer of a memory back, though.

   Elsie sat back.   -œAnd, well, you know Mallory and I have been close in
the past.  When your mom dropped me off last night, your little incident
was all my sister could talk about. -

    -œOh great, - said Brie wryly.  She swallowed a lump in her throat,
partially because, once again, her lewd behavior was Elsie -(TM)s central
conversation with her sibling, but also because she was curiously
interested in the Brannigan sisters -(TM) risquÃ(C) game.

   Elsie continued.   -œRecounting to Mallory what you had done made me
very turned on all over again; and she -(TM)s so low-key horny all the
time, I just knew I could convince her to have a bit of fun with some
dares. - The young girl -(TM)s eyes flitted back and forth.   -œI mean
even so, I still figured we would just end up jilling off together like we
have in the past, not go as far as -" -

   Brie interrupted,  -œYou -(TM)re going to talk about this here?  Now? -

   Elsie grinned.   -œC -(TM)mon, no one -(TM)s paying attention to us. 
Look. -

   Brie glanced around the lunchroom nervously.   -œFor the first time
today, - she admitted.

    -œOkay, so do you want to hear about it, or is it going to, you know,
set off your  -~super-power -(TM)? -

   Brie searched her feelings and was surprised to discover that Elsie
-(TM)s lead-up had not flipped on her super-orgasmic switch.  While she
couldn -(TM)t help feeling a little turned on by the prospect of listening
to her friend -(TM)s Truth or Dare story, she did sense a distinct
stability in her mind and body.  She hesitantly began to trust that maybe
her dad -(TM)s cum last night was an effective antidote, after all, just
like her mom said she would be.  Maybe it was safe to talk about sexy
things and her nerves wouldn -(TM)t get the best of her.   -œSo, - she
probed,  -œwhat happened? -

   Elsie launched into her sordid tale.   -œOkay, so it was pretty late and
we were up in our beds, supposed to be going to sleep.  We had all the
lights turned off, but we keep flashlights on our bed stands in case we
need to get up for a potty break in the middle of the night.  Anyway, we
started playing the game and I went first.  Mal picked truth, of course, so
I asked her if she had ever had sex.

    -œShe giggled,  -~no, -(TM) and that was that.

    -œNext, I picked truth, even though I was so horny, I really wanted to
pick dare.  But I wanted to follow her lead.  So, she asked me if I had
ever had sex.

    -œI told her I had and she flipped out! - Elsie laughed.   -œShe
flicked on her flashlight and pointed it right at my face and she started
asking me a million questions about it, like she was an old-timey
detective. Questions like when, and who with, and how many times, but I
just rolled my eyes and informed her that she could only ask one truth per
round. -

    -œShe -(TM)s probably jealous, - Brie chuckled.   -œHer baby sister
isn -(TM)t a virgin, but she still is. - Brie recalled that Elsie had
mentioned that she had not been a virgin during their encounter with the
two brothers the day before and the thought re-emerged about who else it
was that Elsie had screwed.

    -œOh, she -(TM)s definitely jealous, - sneered Elsie.   -œShe -(TM)s
been wanting a boyfriend for a long time, but she -(TM)s too ugly. - Elsie
laughed aloud but then her expression suddenly softened with empathy.  
-œSorry, I know you -(TM)re still a virgin, too.  But -" -

    -œNo I -(TM)m not, - Brie blurted out, then instantly regretted it.

   Elsie -(TM)s mouth gaped.   -œYou -(TM)re not -" since when? -

   Brie blushed.   -œNevermind.  I was just kidding. -

   Elsie -(TM)s eyes bored into Brie,  -œNo, that wasn -(TM)t a joke.  You
-(TM)re a bad liar.  Why didn -(TM)t you tell me? -

    -œWhy didn -(TM)t you tell me? - Brie snapped back coolly.

    -œWhat?  You fuckin -(TM) watched me, - Elsie snorted.

    -œNo I didn -(TM)t, - Brie hissed, then whispered,  -œOliver wasn
-(TM)t your first.  You told him you weren -(TM)t a virgin. -

   Now it was Elsie -(TM)s turn to blush.  She didn -(TM)t dare tell Brie
that it was her father who was her first.   -œThat -" that was just a joke.
-

    -œNow who -(TM)s lying? - Brie leered.   -œYou made such a big deal
about how  -~virginity is just a social construct -(TM). -

   Elsie smirked, her eyes flitting back and forth.

    -œTell me who it was, - Brie demanded, crossing her arms.

   Elsie -(TM)s expression switched quickly to worry.   -œI can -(TM)t, -
she said quietly, uncharacteristically timid.

    -œWhy not? -

    -œBecause -- - Elsie trailed off.

   Brie suddenly felt cold.  A wash of sweat broke out across her body.  In
the pit of her stomach, she suddenly knew.   -œMy dad. -

   Elsie cowered and squeaked,  -œDon -(TM)t hate me. -

    -œWhoa, - Brie was stunned.  They both sat in silence for a moment.  
-œSaturday?  That -(TM)s why you were naked when we woke up. -

   Elsie nodded, wincing, ready for the blowback.

   But it never came.  Brie didn -(TM)t want to start a fight and have
Elsie dig in her heels and start prodding her back about her own first
experience.   -œSo then what happened?  With Mallory, I mean, - she asked
coolly.

   Elsie ventured on with her story, hesitantly at first, surprised that
Brie didn -(TM)t seem to care that her best friend had sex with her father.

    -œOh, um, well, anyway, it was her turn to choose again and she picked
truth again.  I asked if she had ever done oral.  She said no, she couldn
-(TM)t even get a boyfriend.  She seemed pretty frustrated.

    -œSo then it was my turn, and she said,  -~Who are all the people you
-(TM)ve had sex with? -(TM) and I told her a college boy and an -- older
man. - Elsie looked sincerely at Brie and said,  -œI wasn -(TM)t just
going to tell her it was your dad. -

    -œThen she asked me how old, and I said our Daddy -(TM)s age.

    -œShe said,  -~Holy shit -(TM) and swallowed real hard.  She asked me
who it was, but then I realized she already got an extra question out of me
and I clammed up.  I heard her start to kind of fidget around, and I knew
she was getting a little turned on and probably ready to take a dare.

    -œBut it was my turn again to ask and she surprised me by picking
truth. I wasn -(TM)t expecting that, but I thought for a sec and then
asked,  -~Would you ever want a girlfriend? -(TM)

    -œShe blushed and giggled and said,  -~I have girlfriends. -(TM) -
Elsie frowned and added,  -œShe totally knew what I meant, though!

    -œI said,  -~No, dummy, not your friends.  I mean like a boyfriend
-"but a girlfriend. -(TM)

    -œShe was quiet for a while and then she said in this too-calm voice, 
-~No, I -(TM)m not a lesbian. -(TM)

    -œI was like,  -~You don -(TM)t have to be a lesbian to like girls.
-(TM)

    -œThen do you know what she said?  She said,  -~Well, you didn -(TM)t
ask if I liked girls! -(TM) -

   Brie snorted.   -œWow, do you think she does like girls, then? -

    -œI dunno, - Elsie answered,  -œI never got to ask her, but I kinda
think she might. -

    -œYeah?  Why -(TM)s that? -

    -œWell, let me finish my story. -

   Brie nodded.  Her heart was beating in her chest.  She was enraptured
with her best friend -(TM)s tale about her racy game.

    -œNext it was my turn, but I knew if I picked truth, she was going to
ask about, you know, your dad, and I didn -(TM)t want to tell her anything
about that!  So, I was basically forced to pick dare.

    -œShe must have been getting antsy and said,  -~I dare you to take your
pajamas off. -(TM)

    -œThat was easy, so I did just that.  I had this one-piece romper on
with spaghetti straps, and I shimmied out of it under the covers, yanked it
out, and dropped it on the floor.

    -œMallory shined her flashlight on me and made me pull back the covers
so she could check, and she got annoyed when she realized I wasn -(TM)t
completely naked.   -~You can -(TM)t leave your panties on! -(TM) she said.

   Brie threw her hands up.   -œPanties aren -(TM)t part of pajamas!  It
-(TM)s just underwear. -

   Elsie pointed and said,  -œThat -(TM)s what I told her and she grumbled,
 -~Well I meant all your clothes, -(TM) so I mocked and said well then she
should have said that for the dare. -(TM) -

   Brie smiled,  -œYou turned the tables back on her. -

    -œI know, - Elsie giggled,  -œbut I don -(TM)t think she got the joke.
She just whined some more until I told her to just pick truth-or-dare.

    -œShe finally stopped holding out on me and said dare!  So I dared her
to let me cuddle her in her bed. -

    -œThat -(TM)s it? - Brie asked quizzically.

    -œWhat do you mean? -

    -œThat doesn -(TM)t sound like that big of a deal. -

   Elsie rolled her eyes.   -œYou wouldn -(TM)t know this because you
-(TM)re a single child.  But Mallory hasn -(TM)t let me be that close to
her since she started getting boobs. -

    -œI thought you -(TM)d seen each other play with yourselves before. -

    -œOnly with covers on or with the lights off, - Elsie corrected, 
-œBut now here I am, half naked and wanting to get in her bed?  It was a
big deal, and you could tell, because she almost said no.  It was quiet for
a really long time, and finally she said, almost in a whisper,  -~Okay.
-(TM)

    -œMy heart skipped a beat as I slipped out from under my covers.  I
grabbed my flashlight and quickly padded over to her bed and she opened the
covers to let me in.  It was such a thrill being close to her, and I couldn
-(TM)t help but shiver, even though she was very warm under the sheet.

    -œWe shifted around quite a bit to get settled; we have small, single
beds.  Eventually she spooned me and draped her hand over my torso.  I
could feel her tits press against my back.  They were warm and soft, and
her nipples were hard.  It was so nice. -

   Brie chimed in dreamily,  -œThat does sound nice.  I sometimes go to my
parents in their room if I wake up from a bad dream in the middle of the
night, or if it -(TM)s storming, and it -(TM)s always so warm.  But they
always make me go back to my own bed sooner or later. - Brie thought about
her recent trysts with both of her parents and in the back of her head she
wondered just how much things would change because of that.   -œSo, is that
where it ended? -

    -œOh no.  We laid there for a few minutes, and she kind of started
rubbing my back a little bit.  I could feel my pussy getting real wet again
and my nerves were causing me to tremble.

    -œMallory said,  -~Why are you shaking? -(TM)

    -œ -~Because I -(TM)m nervous. -(TM)

    -œ -~What are you nervous about? -(TM)

    -œ -~I don -(TM)t really know, -(TM) I said,  -~but this feels nice.
-(TM)

    -œFrom behind me, she pressed her face into my hair and inhaled slowly,
taking in the scent, then exhaled.  Finally, she whispered  -~Truth or
dare? -(TM)

    -œFrom this point on, they -(TM)re just dares, so she dared me to get
all the way naked in bed with her.  I swallowed and shimmied out of my
panties under the cover.  I held them up to her and showed her, but she
said she had to check again.  She leaned down to my ankles and brushed her
hands up my body, feeling her way up, and when she got to my hips, sure
enough, no panty line.

    -œThen she felt around, caressing both cheeks of my bottom.  She hummed
sweetly, and I think she liked what she felt.  She even started to move her
hands between my thighs but I wonder if she felt my wetness, because she
quickly stopped and moved her hand back onto my hip.

    -œMy throat was dry, but I managed to quip,  -~Anything there? -(TM)

    -œShe laughed quietly,  -~Nope, just a baby smooth bottom. -(TM)

    -œIt felt so nice laying there with her.  I wiggled my butt into her
crotch and entwined my legs around hers, encouraging her to explore more.
She got the hint.  She felt down my waist to my hip bones, and she even got
pretty close to my cunny crack, but she chickened out again and moved up to
my tummy, and finally up to my boobs.  I felt my nipples stiffen under her
caress and then she stopped rubbing and said quietly,  -~What -(TM)s my
dare? -(TM)

    -œI liked being naked with her, but I wanted her to feel it, too, so I
answered,  -~I dare you to let me take off all of your clothes. -(TM) -

    -œShe quickly agreed, and I knew I was finally getting somewhere.  Even
so, she wasn -(TM)t going to make it easy for me.  I think she was still
timid and also don -(TM)t think she really knew what to do, since she
-(TM)s never had anyone else take off her clothes before.  She just laid
there under the covers.  She was wearing a two-piece pajama set with a
tight top that said  -~I -(TM)ll be in bed today -(TM) and matching pajama
shorts.  I fumbled around quite a bit to get her shirt off from under the
covers and she tried to help, too, but everything kept getting twisted in
the sheet and all staticky.  Finally I had enough and just pulled the sheet
off of us and straddled on top of her. -

    -œYou were naked, - Brie reminded Elsie.   -œDid she see you? -

    -œYeah, sort of.  It was dark, but we could see each other a little bit
in the moonlight.  I didn -(TM)t really care. -

    -œNo surprise there, - Brie scoffed.

   Elsie grinned.   -œAnyway, I grabbed her shirt and she lifted herself up
enough for me to get it over her back.  Even before I pulled it over her
head, I could see her titties. -

   Brie cleared her throat.   -œWhat were they like? -

    -œEven though she -(TM)s my sister, they looked nice.  Bigger than both
of ours. -

    -œThat -(TM)s not hard for me, - Brie complained,  -œI -(TM)m still
flat, and I don -(TM)t think my chest is going to grow any bigger. -

    -œI don -(TM)t mind my small chest, - Elsie said,  -œAll the girls
with big boobs always talk about how they -(TM)re bad for your back. 
Anyway, some guys might like it. - Elsie then added wistfully,  -œOliver
seemed to. -

    -œWell yours are still a little bigger than mine. -

    -œHunter didn -(TM)t complain, either, - Elsie smirked.

    -œMaybe I -(TM)m still hazy from my last blackout, but as I recall,
Hunter only cared about my mouth. -

   Elsie laughed and said,  -œWell, from my experience, you do have a
pretty good mouth. -

   Brie blushed.

    -œNow, where were we? -

    -œYour sister has nice tits. -

    -œYeah, not too big, not too small.  After I got her top off, I reached
down and squeezed one.  It was pretty cool.  I felt her nipple sticking
out, but Mal flinched and told me that touching wasn -(TM)t part of the
dare, so I had to stop. -

    -œSo next were her pants? - Brie asked.

    -œYep, I climbed off of her and slipped them off.  It was easier, cuz
she just had to lift her butt up off the mattress.  She was down to just
her panties at that point. -

   Brie licked her lips.   -œAnd what did they look like? -

    -œIt was hard to see in the dark, but they were basic.  Striped.  But
anyway, it was time for them to come off.  This time I climbed back on her
and straddled her stomach, but this time facing her feet.  That made her
giggle and ask what I was doing.  I shushed her and said,  -~I didn -(TM)t
specify how was going to take them off. -(TM) She reluctantly accepted, and
she got a good look at my naked butt while I did it.

    -œI grabbed her undies and pushed them down her legs.  She lifted her
knees toward me, and I slipped them over, and then she pulled one leg out,
leaving them dangling off her other ankle.

    -œThere, right below me, was her naked cunny, about four inches from
mine.  It was amazing.  Her two bare lips stared back at me.  I was so
turned on.  Even though I wasn -(TM)t supposed to touch her, I caressed her
inner thighs up to her vagina and brushed my fingers over her cunny lips.
They were soft and hot, and kind of slick like mine was.

    -œBut she wasn -(TM)t expecting it and squeaked loudly when I did it.
She covered her mouth, but I heard daddy coming down the hall.  We didn
-(TM)t know what to do!  I started to bolt to my bed, but Mallory pushed me
down between her legs and pulled the sheet over us both, hiding me under it
completely.

    -œSuddenly I had my head right up against her tummy, just above her
pussy mound!  I could smell her, and it made my chest tight and my head
spin.

    -œDaddy cracked the door open and whispered,  -~Is everything alright?
-(TM)

    -œI heard Mallory respond,  -~Yeah, I just had a bad dream. -(TM)

    -œThen he said,  -~Are you okay, Els? -(TM)

    -œI thought I had been caught.  I wasn -(TM)t in my bed, and surely if
he didn -(TM)t notice then, he would soon.  Luckily, myself sister said, 
-~I think she -(TM)s still asleep. -(TM)

    -œThen he just said said goodnight and left.  It must have been dark
enough that he couldn -(TM)t see that I wasn -(TM)t still in bed.  When I
heard the door shut, I realized I had been holding my breath.  I exhaled
and my hot breath against my sister -(TM)s pussy caused her to moan.  She
pulled the sheet back down over me, and when the moonlight shone on her
again, I couldn -(TM)t resist any more.  I dove in to her, giving her slit
a long lick from the bottom of it to her clit.

    -œShe nearly screamed again, but held it back, instead just squealing
quietly into the palm of her hand.  She kicked me off of her.   -~What are
you doing?  That -(TM)s gross!  You -(TM)re my sister. -(TM)

    -œI felt kind of embarrassed, because I guess she was right, so I tried
to cover for my actions:  -~I was just trying to tickle you. -(TM)

    -œ -~Well, it doesn -(TM)t tickle, it feels -- weird.  And anyway, it
wasn -(TM)t part of your dare. -(TM)

    -œI laid back down next to her and said,  -~Well, it -(TM)s your turn
to give me a dare. -(TM)

    -œShe said,  -~Since you -(TM)re so horny, I dare you to play with
yourself now. -(TM)

    -œI was kind of disappointed.   -~That -(TM)s it? -(TM) I said.

   Brie interrupted,  -œWhat do you mean? -

    -œMal asked the same thing.  I was like,  -~We -(TM)ve done that a lot
already.  It -(TM)s not really a dare-dare, you know?  Don -(TM)t you want
me to do something more?  Something that -(TM)s actually daring? -(TM)

    -œShe thought for a short while and then she flicked on her flashlight
and said,  -~Okay, you have to let me watch. -(TM)

    -œI agreed and took a deep breath.  I reached down with both hands and
she followed them with her flashlight until I reached my cunny.  I spread
my lips apart, and Mallory leaned in to get a closer look.  It sent a rush
through me.  I wanted to give her a better view, so I spread my legs,
hooking one over hers, and dangling the other off the side of the bed.

    -œI could hear her breath quavering, and feel her heart beating in my
body.

    -œI looked down myself and could see my inner thighs glistening in the
dim light.  I started rubbing my clit, and it was already super-slick and
swollen.  Mal was quiet, so we could hear the wetness of my slick crack as
I worked it, along with my heavy breathing and soft grunts.

    -œEvery so often, I would bring my fingers up and taste myself.

    -œShe asked me,  -~What does it taste like? -(TM)

    -œ -~You haven -(TM)t tasted yourself? -(TM)

    -œ -~No, -(TM) she said timidly.   -~It seems weird. -(TM)

    -œI said,  -~You think everything is weird. -(TM) I held my finger up
to her and said,  -~You can try it if you want. -(TM)

    -œShe scoffed,  -~You -(TM)re so gross, Elsie.  I -(TM)m not going to
lick you. -(TM)

    -œ -~It -(TM)s not like you -(TM)re licking my swimsuit area! -(TM) I
insisted.

    -œ -~I don -(TM)t care.  It -(TM)s still from your vagina, and you
-(TM)re my little sister.  You -(TM)re nuts. -(TM)

    -œI was annoyed.  I said,  -~Who cares?  We -(TM)ve masturbated
together lots by now.  It -(TM)s basically the same thing. -(TM)

    -œ -~Yeah, but we don -(TM)t touch each other. -(TM)

    -œI wiggled the leg I had hanging over hers.   -~You don -(TM)t seem to
mind this. -(TM)

    -œShe was just like,  -~So?  Just finish your dare, -(TM) and then she
was quiet, just watching me continue to work my slit.  I could feel her
chest rising beside me and I could tell she was getting even more turned
on. Then she swallowed and said quietly,  -œYou can give me my next dare,
and we could do them together. -

    -œI knew she was getting horny and wanted to masturbate along with me,
but since it was my challenge, I figured I -(TM)d give her a dare to
remember. -

   Elsie then leaned in closely to Brie and said with a smirk.   -œI told
her,  -~I dare you to let me go down on you. -(TM) -

   Brie gasped,  -œYou were gonna eat out your sister? -

   Elsie crossed her arms,  -œShe was giving me so much shit about it being
wrong, I was like, I could do it.  It -(TM)s not that big of a deal, right?
It -(TM)s not like I can get her pregnant.  She was giving me something to
prove, and I was up for the challenge.  I was sure she would give in, but
she -(TM)s such a chicken.  She said  -~No way! -(TM) and then suggested, 
-~What if I just masturbated, too? -(TM) -

    -œ -~That -(TM)s not the dare, -(TM) I insisted.

    -œ -~But I -(TM)m not a lesbian, -(TM) she whined.

    -œ -~Neither am I.  You can just close your eyes and pretend I -(TM)m
some boy instead. -(TM)

    -œ -~But you -(TM)re family. -(TM)

    -œFinally, I was like,  -~Fine, you don -(TM)t have to do it, but you
-(TM)ll lose the game if you don -(TM)t do the dare. -(TM)

    -œShe said,  -~So what?  It -(TM)s just a dumb game. -(TM)

   Elsie frowned at Brie.   -œI guess she had me there.  I didn -(TM)t have
anything else.  She called my bluff, so I backed down.  But I still hadn
-(TM)t cum yet, and I know Mallory still wanted to, too.  So I thought
quickly and said,  -~Fine, you don -(TM)t have to let me go down on you,
but, you have one last chance.  If you don -(TM)t want to lose the game,
then you have to do whatever I say next. -(TM)

    -œFine with me, -(TM) she replied.   -~I don -(TM)t have to do
anything, and I don -(TM)t care about losing the game. -(TM)

    -œI turned on my flashlight and pointed it at her.   -~I dare you to
fuck yourself -- with your flashlight as a dildo. -(TM) -

    -œOMG, what did she do? - Brie asked.

    -œShe giggled in, like, a bashful kind of way and shied away from the
light.  I didn -(TM)t get it, at first, but then she nodded and said, 
-~Okay, but if I do this dare, then you lose the game.  And I -(TM)m going
to use this instead. -(TM) Then then she leaned over me to open the drawer
of her side table and pulled out this big rubber cock! -

   Brie was dazed.   -œHoly shit, Mallory has a dildo? -

    -œI know! - exclaimed Elsie loudly, before she looked around and
brought her level back down.   -œShe said Mom gave it to her when she
turned 13, after she got the sex talk.  Mom said she could use it until the
right boy came along. -

   Brie was in awe.   -œWow.  What did it look like? -

    -œIt was smooth on one end, like a tube full of glittery, purple jelly,
and on the other end, it actually looked like a cock, like what Oliver and
Hunter had, but definitely a bit bigger.  Probably bigger than your dad! -

   Brie blushed, thinking back to the feeling of her father -(TM)s cock
expanding within her.  She couldn -(TM)t imagine something being bigger
than that.

    -œSorry, - Elsie said,  -œI probably shouldn -(TM)t just say stuff
like that to you. -

    -œTalk more about the dildo, - Brie evaded.

    -œI was kind of surprised Mom got her such a realistic-looking sex toy.
It was flexible, bendable, but stiff at the same time. -

    -œSo, did she do the dare? - Brie asked, her voice cracking somewhat.

    -œYes!  Mallory reached down and started sliding it up and down her
crack, getting it all wet from her pussy.  She started moaning right away.
She was really in heat.  I had my flashlight on her now, and I watched as
the side with the cock split her plump lips open and got all slippery in
her juices.  I could see them sticking and glistening off of the dildo.  It
kinda looked like her pussy was giving it a kiss.

    -œThen, once it was all slick with her girl-cum, she lowered it down to
her hole and placed it at the entrance.  She bit her lip and gave it a
push, and it went inside.  We both gasped as it did.  Hers was in pleasure
and mine in wonder.  Slowly, her pussy got acclimated to the size, and made
the whole thing slick for each inch it pushed inside of her.  Finally, it
bottomed out and she whispered,  -~It -(TM)s all the way in. -(TM) A little
less than half was sticking out of her.

    -œI suddenly remembered that I could still masturbate, too, and I
immediately started circling my little clitty with my finger again. 
Mallory started slowly pumping her toy in and out of her, and moaned into
my ear.

    -œI turned toward her and wrapped both of my legs around one of hers
and wedged my hand into my cunny crack.  I kind of thrust my hips at her
and the motion slowly inched me closer and closer to her.  Soon I had
buried my head into her neck and was mewling uncontrollably.

    -œMallory whispered to herself,  -~Fuck, I can -(TM)t believe I -(TM)m
letting my little sister watch me fuck myself with this dildo. -(TM)

    -œ -~Why is this so hot? -(TM) I moaned into her neck.

    -œ -~You know why, Els.  Because it -(TM)s wrong.  You -(TM)re not
supposed to like watching your sister play with herself.  It -(TM)s dirty
because we -(TM)re related, yet you -(TM)re watching me split my pussy open
and fuck myself with this dildo.  It goes against nature for siblings to
have sex and that -(TM)s what -(TM)s making it exciting. -(TM)

    -œI was already primed from jilling off before and her naughty words
were enough to finish me off.  I felt the orgasm rushing from deep within
me, and it exploded out through my clitty.   -~Fuck, Mal, I -(TM)m cumming,
-(TM) I cried, and reached over and hugged my sister close, feeling her
warm tits against my arm.  My thrusting grew wild, and my mound crashed
against her hips sending waves of pleasure up from my pussy.

    -œI moaned as softly as I could while my orgasm seared through my body.
I pressed my juicy cunt against my own sister -(TM)s bare thigh, smearing
my cum onto her virginal body.  I kissed my way up her neck and to her
cheeks.

    -œI probably would have kissed her lips, but all too soon, I began to
calm down.  The aftershocks fluttered through me, and it slowly dawned on
me that my experience was nearing its close.  I knew I was going to have to
go back to my bed again, but I intended to lay there next to her as long as
I could.

    -œI sighed in satisfaction and watched Mallory pumping the fake cock
more rapidly, more intently.  She grunted more urgently each time she
speared it speared into her.  It was gliding smoothly within her now, in
and out.  I could hear her juices sloshing.  While she frigged herself, she
turned to me, eyes just slits and a dreamy smile on her face.  She said
softly, through her groaning,  -~You lose the game, Els. -(TM)

    -œI couldn -(TM)t help but smile.  She was right.  She fucked herself
according to the dare, which meant I had lost.  I didn -(TM)t say anything.
I nodded in acceptance of the defeat.  I just watched her pump the sex toy
in and out of her pussy and caressed her nipples with my hand.  She didn
-(TM)t care that I was touching her so closely anymore.  But then she said
something I really wasn -(TM)t expecting:  -~I dare you to use the dildo on
me. -(TM) -

    -œWhoa, - Brie croaked out, barely a whisper.  Her throat was dry and
were eyes were wide.

   Elsie smiled at Brie -(TM)s intense interest.   -œI couldn -(TM)t
believe she said it.  I said,  -~I thought the game was over, -(TM) and
then regretted it.  I thought she would take it back.

    -œShe shrugged and sighed,  -~It -(TM)s still a dare. -(TM)

    -œI immediately rolled on top of her and slid down her body to get
between her legs.  She moved her hands away and the dildo started to slip
out of her.  She was so wet and tight that her pussy was just squeezing it
right out.  I quickly grabbed it and pressed it back into her.  She whined
aloud as she was penetrated by something beyond her own control for the
first time in her life.  I had to shush her again, because I thought I
could hear shuffling outside, and I was afraid that Dad might come check on
us again.

    -œLuckily he didn -(TM)t.  I pointed my flashlight at her split and
studied all of its details.  Her labia was smooth and kind of reddish
around the edges.  In her slit, it was really pink and wet and it looked
really soft.  I saw where the dildo entered her, stretching her elastic
entrance, and it was beading up with her fluids.  Her scent was dizzying.

    -œI knew she didn -(TM)t want me to eat her out, but I still wanted
another taste, so I swiped some of her juice that was dripping off the
dildo and licked it off my finger. - Elsie -(TM)s eyes rolled to the back
of her head, signaling to Brie that she enjoyed it.

    -œMal was encouraging me, saying,  -~Like that, Els, that feels so
good. Go faster. -(TM) Then she started rubbing her clit with one of her
hands.  Since I only needed one hand to work the dildo, I brought my other
one up to do that for her, too.  I pushed her hand away, unsure if she
would let me actually touch her, you know right on her cunny, but
surprisingly, she did.  Her hands reached back and gripped her headboard
and she hissed out,  -œFuck, Sis, fuck, fuck, fuck! -

    -œI rubbed her clitty quickly and lightly with my thumb, occasionally
slowing down to apply more pressure.  Her hips started thrusting up,
practically to my face, and I thought again about going down on her.  I
mean, I already was down on her, and her cunny was right there, right in
front of me.

    -œSo I went for it.  I leaned down an inch, stuck out my tongue, and
pressed it against her slit, and suddenly I was eating out my big sister.
She squealed quietly and thrust wildly into me, and I thought she was going
to break my nose with her hips, so I grabbed her butt with my free hand and
just held her there with her back arched into the air, as much as I could.
She just rocked her hips while I hammered the toy into her and flicked my
tongue up and down her gash and swirled it around her little love bud.

    -œThat -(TM)s when she came.  She thrashed on the bed, covering her
mouth with one hand, and gripping the headboard with the other.  It
startled me, but I kept at her.  She kind of flooded with juices -"not like
you do -"but they still streamed down the dildo.  I mostly kept my tongue
focused on her clit, but I licked up some of what came out.  It was tangy
and yummy.  She squealed breathlessly, trying to keep the noise down, but
the bed springs were pretty squeaky and she was going crazy.  Finally, I
thought to lay on top of her, to keep her still, so I crawled on top of her
and put my whole weight on her.  She was warm and slick with sweat and her
bigger boobs were soft under my head.

    -œI brought my face up to hers and she shocked me when she leaned up
and kissed me, full force on the lips.  With tongue, even.  I was sure she
-(TM)d be able to taste herself on my lips, and I didn -(TM)t think she
-(TM)d like that, but she didn -(TM)t seem to care.  Between kisses, she
gasped,  -~I love you.  I love you, Els. -(TM) And then back into kissing.

    -œWe made out for quite a long time while she came down from her
orgasm, and I was starting to get turned on again, especially watching my
sister cum up close. -

   Brie interrupted,  -œCummies that you gave her! -

   Elsie blushed,  -œYeah, well, you know what I mean.  I was pretty revved
up again.  I still held the dildo in Mallory -(TM)s pussy, but I had slowed
down my rhythm quite a bit.  I just kind of subtly pushed it in her, and
her natural tightness would squeeze it back out again.  Just before it
would pop out, I would push it back in again until it couldn -(TM)t go any
further.  Feeling it going in and out of my sister -(TM)s body, I was just
overcome by this sensation that I needed to get my pussy fucked again, too.
-

    -œJesus, Els, you -(TM)re so horny, - Brie said.

    -œThat -(TM)s rich, coming from you, - Elsie retorted.   -œI wanted to
keep it going, before my sister came down too far from her cum high.  I was
afraid she would change her mind, so I leaned into her ear and whispered, 
-~I dare you to let me fuck you. -(TM)

    -œThis time, she didn -(TM)t protest.  She turned her face to mine and
said,  -~How would you do that? -(TM)

    -œ -~I have an idea, -(TM) and I leaned back so that my butt was in
between her legs.  Then I positioned one of her legs so it was on top of
mine. -

    -œYou were scissoring? - Brie asked.

    -œExactly, - said Elsie,  -œBut Mallory still had the dildo inside
her. It was long enough that the other end was sticking out of her, a
little less than half way.  I moved myself closer to her until the rounded
point began to divide my cunny lips, and that -(TM)s when Mallory
understood what I was getting at. -

    -œHoly shit, - whispered Brie, her throat dry,  -œYou shared the
dildo. -

    -œIt was a little awkward at first, but it was still pretty hot, -
said Elsie.   -œWe both started inching toward each other to push the
opposite end of the fake cock up into my puss.  We were both giggling
softly, as it took a bit of doing to make it work.  It was hard to work it
in the two of us at the same time from the angles we were laying, and the
damn thing was thick, so it kept not wanting to go inside me.  By the time
we got it, it fit very snugly.  It was a little big, but it was already so
lubed up with Mal -(TM)s girl-cum.  That helped a lot.  I sighed when I
felt my insides fill up again, and Mal was enjoying the opposing pressure
from her end, each time I pushed on it with my body.

    -œI could feel the dildo going in almost as deep as it could when our
pussies touched.  I looked down where we connected and saw our labia locked
together.  I couldn -(TM)t help but giggle and I said,  -~Look, it looks
like our pussies are kissing. -(TM)

    -œMal laughed, too, and said,  -~It does.  Wanna make out with our
pussies? -(TM) That made me snort, but I nodded with a heady smile.

    -œI started to press myself up against her and she closed her eyes and
did the same thing.  Our pussy lips mashed together and I couldn -(TM)t
even see the sex toy connecting us.  There was just a little bit of room
inside the two of us that if we squeezed down with our cunny muscles, we
could shift the dildo back and forth between our bodies.  So we worked
together in this way for a while, penetrating one another with the same
cock, gasping and moaning quietly.  It really felt like I was being fucked
by my sibling.  We were fucking each other.

    -œI looked down at our connection and saw the thin, transparent fluid
of our lovemaking seeping out, mixing together, and running down our
cracks. Then I scanned up my sister -(TM)s body and watched as she
undulated against me, her small tits bouncing with every thrust against me.
It was sexy to see someone I was so close to engaging in the most personal
act, lost in the ultimate pleasure, especially knowing that I was the one
giving it to her.  It was very naughty and extremely hot and we were both
red and sweaty from the workout.  She cracked her eyes open and saw me
staring at her and blushed even deeper.

    -œ -~You -(TM)re really fucking me, Elsie, -(TM) my sister said,
panting.

    -œ -~And you -(TM)re really fucking me, Mallory. -(TM)

    -œ -~Now I can say I -(TM)m no longer a virgin.  I can -(TM)t believe
my own sister took my virginity.  I -(TM)m so embarrassed, but so turned
on. -(TM)

    -œ -~Do you regret it? -(TM) I asked.

    -œ -~Not at all, Elsie, I -(TM)m glad it was you. -(TM)

    -œ -~I -(TM)ve wanted this since we first started masturbating
together, -(TM) I whined.

    -œ -~I didn -(TM)t know it then, but I have, too, - Mal returned.

    -œWe started humping each other faster and faster, trying not to moan
out loud.  I had one hand over my mouth and I moved the other to our
kissing cunnies, where I pressed my thumb against Mal -(TM)s little clitty.
I could feel the pleasure surge through her and she bit the back of her
hand, then moved her fingers to my clitty, where she returned the favor.

    -œSoon, the bed springs were squeaking while we were wildly thrashing
against each other, whimpering as loudly as we thought we could get away
with, flicking our hands rapidly across each others -(TM) slits, and
leaking our collective cum all over Mallory -(TM)s sheets.

    -œ -~You -(TM)re gonna make me cum, -(TM) I rasped,  -~You -(TM)re
gonna make me cum, Mal. -(TM)

    -œ -~Cum for me, Els! -(TM) she cried.   -~Cum for your big sister.
-(TM)

    -œAnd sure enough, I did.  And watching me cumming brought her over the
edge, too.  I tensed up briefly, then squealed aloud as the pleasure once
again took hold.  She followed suit.  There was nothing that could hold us
back now, and we laid there writhing and sobbing and cumming on each others
-(TM) pussies.  We fucked the rubber cock, wildly bouncing off each others
-(TM) cunts, our soft pussy lips slapping wetly.  The rims of our holes
frothed with our flooding juices.

    -œIt was something I will never forget.

    -œWe came down from our orgasmic high gently.  Mallory moaned and
brought her fingers to her mouth, tasting my juices while I lazily
continued to circle her clit with mine, coaxing out the last of her orgasm.
-

    -œThat sounds incredible, - Brie wondered, entranced by Elsie -(TM)s
story.

    -œIt was incredible, - Elsie confirmed, but then she frowned.   -œThen
my dad had to spoil the fun. -

    -œOh my god, no! -

    -œYep, - Elsie said wryly.   -œSuddenly, we heard the floor creak
outside our door.  I realized how loud we must have been when we came and
knew that one of our parents was coming to check on us.  The trouble was
that we were so tangled up with each other, and connected by the dildo,
there was nothing we could do to move!  I clawed ineffectually for a cover,
but the door swung open and there was my dad.   -~Everything alright,
girls? -(TM) he said softly.  He could see us in the dim light, our naked
bodies illuminated by our flashlights, and he got very concerned.  He said,
 -~What -(TM)s going on in here? -(TM) Then he flicked on the overhead
light!

    -œThere we were, completely exposed; his two little girls, naked,
pussy-to-pussy in our post-orgasmic reverie.   -~What are you two doing?
-(TM) he asked in shock.  Neither of us could say anything.  We were
mortified.  Finally, he said sternly,  -~Elsie, get to bed. -(TM)

    -œI didn -(TM)t have a choice but to move.  As I went to get up, I
pulled myself away from Mal, and slid off the dildo.  I heard Daddy choke
when he realized we had been sharing the sex toy.  It slipped out of Mal,
too, and she covered up as soon as I left her bed, and I heard her quickly
put it back in her nightstand drawer next to her bed.

    -œI stalked over to my bed fully naked -"with the overhead light still
on, mind you -"and crawled in.  Omg, I was so embarrassed!  Once I was
there, Dad just said,  -~Go to sleep, -(TM) and then turned off the light
and closed the door.

    -œWe laid there quietly in the darkness for a long time.  I didn -(TM)t
know what to say, but I wanted to say something.  Finally, I said,  -œI
love you, Mallory. -(TM)

    -œ -~She said,  -~You can -(TM)t tell anybody about this. -(TM)

    -œI promised her I wouldn -(TM)t. -

   Brie scoffed,  -œNice to see you kept your promise for a whole twelve
hours. -

   Elsie rolled her eyes.   -œYou know I tell you everything.  But it
-(TM)s not like I -(TM)m going to tell anyone else. -

    -œSo what happened after that?  Did your dad say anything to you this
morning? -

    -œNo, I haven -(TM)t heard anything!  Dad was gone in the early
morning, before we even got up to get ready for school.  He must have left
early to go to work or something.  And Mom didn -(TM)t say anything, so Dad
probably didn -(TM)t tell her what he saw. - Elsie paused and considered.
-œWell, maybe he told her something, cuz she asked me how my night was,
which doesn -(TM)t usually happen.  But, maybe it was nothing.

    -œAnd Mallory didn -(TM)t say anything to me.  She avoided me the whole
morning.  We crossed paths a couple times, but she wouldn -(TM)t look at
me. I think she -(TM)s really embarrassed by it all. -

    -œYeah, - Brie chided,  -œyou -(TM)re sisters, after all. -

   Elsie scoffed,  -œAre you embarrassed about your mom touching you? -

    -œWell, kinda, - Brie answered,  -œI mean, I don -(TM)t care if you
know, but I don -(TM)t want anyone else to know.  Everyone already knows I
jilled off in class.  I would literally die if one more thing got out. -

   Just then, the two girls heard a voice cut through the din of the school
cafeteria.   -œWell, well, well, if it isn -(TM)t the school sluts. -

   They turned to look at a dark-haired classmate of theirs, Gretchen
Powder, standing by with her arms crossed and a scowl on her face.

   Brie shrank visibly, but Elsie raised an eyebrow.   -œExcuse me? - she
said.

   Gretchen sneered,  -œMy brother said he saw you at the mall yesterday.
He said he saw your boobs and your pussies. -

    -œYou -(TM)re just jealous that we -(TM)ve actually gotten laid and you
-(TM)re still a virgin, - Elsie shot back.

   Gretchen -(TM)s face twisted in contempt.   -œI -(TM)m saving myself for
my wedding night, - she huffed.  She sensed Brie would be the weaker prey,
so she turned to her.   -œAnd what have you got to say for yourself, slut?
-

   Brie demurred.

    -œFuck off! - exclaimed Elsie.   -œLeave us alone. -

   Gretchen stalked behind Brie, leaned over her, and quietly stated with
an evil grin,  -œMy brother said he -(TM)s going to rape you. -

    -œThat -(TM)s it! - shouted Elsie.  She sprang from her seat and over
the lunch table, claws out.  The entire lunchroom quieted and turned to
face the commotion.  Elsie dove at Gretchen and tore at the girl -(TM)s
hair and scratched her face.  Gretchen shrieked and ducked away.  Elsie
grabbed her by the shirt, stretching it, the fabric tearing audibly. 
Gretchen couldn -(TM)t flee far without ripping it completely away and she
squealed again, this time wheeling back around and clocking Elsie on the
nose with a balled fist.

   Elsie staggered backwards and shook out the stars.  She shouted, 
-œWretched Gretchen, you make me retch! -

    -œBitch! - the girl cried in return,  -œI hope you do get raped! -

   Elsie shrieked and renewed her assault on her classmate, clobbering her
to the ground, scratching her, and pulling at her hair and clothes.  The
rest of the lunchroom swirled around the two, now hooting and cheering at
the action.

   Soon the school principal intervened, wading through the morass of
students, and picked Elsie up by her waist,  -œDon -(TM)t touch me! - she
cried, flailing at him.

   He set her down and gripped the back of her shirt, then leaned down and,
offering his hand, pulled Gretchen from the ground.   -œMy office, now, -
was all he said, and pushed the two girls toward it.  Elsie -(TM)s hair was
frazzled and her nose ran with blood.  It ran over her lips, down her chin,
and dotted onto her shirt.  She passed by Brie and grinned wildly at her
friend, who stared back at her with wide eyes.

    -œThank you, - Brie mouthed.  At that moment, the day had become too
much for the poor girl to bear.  Between stares and comments from her
classmates, her teacher -(TM)s lewd blackmail, and the threats and
fighting, Brie had had enough.  She took her get-out-of-jail-free card and
went to the main office to call her dad.  He immediately agreed to pick her
up.

   While she waited, Elsie was eventually released from the principal
-(TM)s office.  She noticed Brie and went up to her right away.   -œYou
waited for me? -

   Brie chuckled glumly.   -œSort of.  I called my daddy to take me home. I
-(TM)ve had it with today. -

    -œLucky, - Elsie said.

    -œHow did it go in there? -

    -œPretty good!  I told him what Gretchen said, and she actually didn
-(TM)t deny it.  She told him we were sluts and we should get raped and we
were going to hell. -

    -œGod, she -(TM)s awful, - Brie said.

    -œHe basically said as much and gave her a week -(TM)s detention.  She
-(TM)s still getting an earful about  -~bodily agency -(TM) in there. -

    -œHah, good.  And you got off scot-free? -

    -œNo, - Elsie grimaced,  -œI got a week for fighting. -

    -œYou still have blood on your nose, - Brie pointed out.

   Elsie sniffed.

   The office assistant interrupted them.   -œBrie, your father is here. 
And Elsie, here -(TM)s your hall pass. - She leaned over the desk toward
them and said,  -œI heard what you did for your friend, so I put a late
return time on it, so you can take your time. - She winked.

    -œCool! - Elsie said.  She turned to Brie,  -œAlright, see you
tomorrow.  The halls are calling. -



   Going Nova ch.  13: Sick Day

   Warrick was at work and bored out of his mind.  After the excitement he
had over the weekend, he wished he would have just taken a sick day and had
some time to himself to process all the events he had heard about, seen,
and done.

   Midway through an 11 am meeting, his phone buzzed in his pocked.  He
pulled it out and saw a text from Hazel.  Along with it was an attachment.
The text said,  -œFor your eyes only.  Sound up!  ;-) - The thumbnail was
too small to discern, but Warrick concluded that his wife had sent him
something racy.

   After that, he couldn -(TM)t pay attention for the rest of the meeting,
so he was thankful that it ended early and with no additional work required
from him, either.  He dismissed himself and went to his office and closed
the door, then pulled up the message.  The attachment was a video.

   When he hit play, he was greeted with a grainy, low-light, VHS rip of an
older man and a young girl.  The man fidgeted with the camera for a moment
and finally positioned it so that it was pointed at the girl.

   Warrick -(TM)s eyes slowly widened as the man began to deliberately
strip his young partner of her clothing.  What is this, amateur porn?  he
wondered.  Where did Hazel get this?  After he removed each bit of
clothing, the man would kiss her.  Something about it began to feel vaguely
familiar, as if he had seen this video before.  Even so, the slow
strip-tease of the cute, young girl had him fascinated.  While she stood
there, the man in the video slowly kissed his way up her skinny, milky
thighs to a pair of shorties she had been wearing underneath her skirt.

   Warrick thought the man was far too old to be with such a young girl
-"she looked to be about Brie -(TM)s age -"but when he fished his large
cock out of his pants, she seemed incredibly eager to start fellating him.
Instead, however, he pushed her away and grabbed the camera off the tripod,
bringing it closer to her, and pulling her more into focus.  Warrick
squinted.  Why does she look so familiar?

   After a beat, the man spoke,  -œWhat -(TM)s your name? -

    -œHazel Williams, Mr.  Avery. -

   Warrick balked.  His breath caught in his throat.  It was his wife on
camera, albeit much younger than the woman he married!

    -œAnd how do you know me? -

    -œYou -(TM)re my teacher, Mr.  Avery. -

    -œThis is the tape! - Warrick said aloud to himself.  His mind reeled.
Hazel had kept her school bribery tape all those years and managed to
digitize it along the way.  He watched, dumbfounded, as she answered Mr. 
Avery -(TM)s questions and mugged lusty faces into the camera.

   Seeing a school-aged version of his wife naked and tarted up for her
teacher filled him with confusion and dread, but it also mixed with
fascination and attraction.  He wanted to stop watching but found himself
unable to look away.  When, at last, the older man stuffed his cock into
his future wife -(TM)s mouth, Warrick gasped and paused the video.  It was
too much for him to handle.

   He tossed the phone to his desk and attempted to do some work.  Nothing,
however, could distract him for very long from his newfound treasure.  He
picked it up again and watched a little bit more, then, kowtowing to the
understanding that watching pornography at work was unprofessional, put it
back down.  Then he would pick it back up and watch some more.  When the
video ended with the disgraced student leaning in to turn off the camera,
he started it back up from the beginning again.

   He wondered why his wife had sent him the video.  He wondered why she
had kept it all this time.  He wondered if he should delete it immediately,
but clearly, he figured, she wanted to share it with him.  He glanced out
his office to make sure nobody was watching, and rubbed himself through his
pants.  He gawked at his phone, watching young Hazel -(TM)s skinny legs
flailing under her teacher -(TM)s thrusts, listening to her tiny grunts,
and her platitudes for  -œDaddy -.

   His phone buzzed suddenly in his hand.  He was so spooked, he nearly
dropped it.  It was a message from his wife.  It said,  -œWhat do you
think? -

   He didn -(TM)t know how to respond.  He switched to his messages and
just stared at her question, trying to come up with a reply.

   Then it buzzed again, this time the long vibration signaling a phone
call.  It was from his daughter.  He answered it immediately.  Clearing his
throat, he rasped a hello.

    -œDaddy? - came a timid voice on the other end.

    -œYes honey? -

   He heard a sniffle.   -œCan you come get me?  It -(TM)s lunch time, and
I -(TM)m ready to go home. -

   Warrick -(TM)s heart went out to his daughter when he heard her voice
cracking.  Clearly she was miserable at school.  He assumed the other kids
hadn -(TM)t let her hear the end of it.   -œYes, honey, I -(TM)ll be right
there. -

   Brie -(TM)s sobering phone call had calmed Warrick -(TM)s erection.  He
pocketed his phone and said goodbye to his co-workers.   -œI -(TM)ll be
back after lunch, - he promised.   -œGotta go pick up the kid. -

   Brie was waiting for him outside.  She looked sullen, but seemed like
she was over her tears.   -œC -(TM)mon, kiddo, hop in. -

   For once, she wasn -(TM)t annoyed that he had called her that.  She was
just glad he had come at all.  She appreciated that he had givin her an
option to cut out of school.  She climbed into the car, quietly.

    -œHow did it go today? - Warrick asked.

    -œNot good, - Brie moped.

    -œNo? - Warrick wondered if the cure had failed.   -œDid it happen
again? -

    -œNo.  Nothing happened like that, but the other kids kept making fun
of me. -

   Warrick sighed,  -œI guess I -(TM)m not surprised.  They can be so cruel
at your age.  But you know what? -

    -œWhat? - Brie looked up at her father.

    -œI -(TM)m really proud of you for trying. - Warrick reached over and
mussed his little girl -(TM)s hair.

   Brie felt loved at her father -(TM)s touch and sighed.  She finally felt
some peace after a long, tense morning.  She relaxed noticeably.

    -œSo, how are you feeling?  Do you need cummies today? -

   Brie shrugged,  -œI don -(TM)t know.  I don -(TM)t think so.  I feel
different now. -

   Warrick was both glad and disappointed.  He hoped his daughter could
resume a normal life once again, but he already cherished the memory he had
made with her the previous night when he had taken her virginity and was
hoping for more.  Hazel had told him about her experience with her own
father, and he was impressed that they had maintained their sexual
relationship for so long.  He had some hope that Brie might be equally
interested in doing the same, but Hazel had made it clear that it was to be
left up to their daughter.

    -œDid you at least get to see your friends? -

    -œYeah, I saw Mia, and Elsie and I had lunch.  She beat up a girl that
said she hoped I would get raped. -

    -œThat -(TM)s a horrible thing to say! -

    -œThat -(TM)s why Elsie beat her up! -

    -œYou know your friends love you, Brie. -

    -œYeah. -

    -œYou know who else loves you? -

    -œWho? -

    -œYour mom and I. -

    -œDa-aad, - Brie blushed.

   The two sat in silence as the car made its way down the road.  Brie
pushed the button to lower the passenger side window, and leaned her head
on the door, with her hair fluttering wildly in the wind.  It dawned on her
that in previous days, her nerves would have driven her mad.  Now, she was
once again just a normal girl, like the rest of her friends and classmates.

   She thought about all she had been through.  The torment her body had
given her.  The embarrassment she felt in front of her friends and
humiliation she endured in front of the public.  But she also thought about
the pleasure.  Before the weekend had begun, she was inexperienced and
innocent.  And now she was a new girl, awakened, erotic, and hungry for
more.

   She squirmed in her seat as her memories of her night with her father
crept into her brain and mixed with the lurid details of Elsie -(TM)s story
with her sister.  Her heart thudded in her chest and she understood that
she was now a sexual being capable of desire, and, as evidenced by her
teacher -(TM)s moves on her, of being desired.

   A tightness grew in her chest, and a wetness formed between her legs,
but it was different now.  It was under control.  Her control.

   She looked to her dad.  He concentrated on the road.  He had cured her.
His cum had cured her.  She was free of her super-orgasmic disorder because
of him.  She was glad for it, but as she gazed at him, she felt a sense of
loss.  She had only just come to experience his wild and passionate
lovemaking and now it felt like it was all over.  She wanted more.  The
logical side of her brain told her over and over that it was wrong, but she
wanted it still.  She wanted her daddy.  She wanted his cock.  She wanted
his cum again.

   She swallowed the lump in her throat.

    -œDaddy? -

   Warrick turned and saw his daughter gazing at him, a look of concern of
her face.

    -œWhat is it, honey?  What -(TM)s wrong? -

   Brie paused a moment and then took a breath.   -œCan we have sex again?
-

   Warrick -(TM)s cock instantly twitched in his pants.  He was hoping she
would ask.  Hazel had assured him it would be okay, as long as she asked. 
-œIs it your condition, honey? -

   Brie shivered with nerves.   -œNo, - she croaked out,  -œI just want
to. -

   Warrick -(TM)s heart pounded.  It was what he wanted.  Still, he could
barely form the answer, simple as it was.  A single word.  Finally, he
pushed it out.   -œYes.  Yes, we can have sex. -

   Brie grinned broadly, and happily kicked her feet against the seat.

   Warrick chuckled, and tousled her hair.  His cock immediately started to
grow.

   The rest of the trip home felt like it took ages.  Both Warrick and Brie
sat quietly fidgeting the whole time.  The elder Nova had to adjust himself
a couple times and his cock was already so hot that rubbing up against the
fabric of his underwear nearly set him off cumming.  At last they pulled
into the driveway.  Brie jumped out and skipped merrily to the door. 
Warrick watched her juvenile bouncing and beamed at her cuteness and
innocence.

   He approached her as she wiggled about, waiting for him to unlock the
front door, and then with a laugh, he lightly swept his daughter into his
arms and up over his shoulder.

   Brie squeaked and giggled, hammering her tiny fists on his back.   -œPut
me down! - she cried.

    -œWho -(TM)s beating on me? - Warrick bellowed.

    -œIt -(TM)s me!  It -(TM)s me!  Put me down! - she wailed
energetically.

    -œI -(TM)ll show you, - Warrick said, and then flipped his little girl
-(TM)s dress over her bottom and gave it a light smack.

   Brie shrieked at the feel of his hand against her bare ass.  She felt
exposed and nervous that the neighbors might see her.  She wondered if they
would notice she wasn -(TM)t wearing panties.  She wondered if they would
see her father -(TM)s flirtation for what it really was.   -œDaddy, take me
inside, - she whined.

   Warrick chuckled and said,  -œOkay. - With her still over his shoulder,
he reached down and inserted the key into the door while Brie struggled to
right her wayward dress without losing her balance and falling to the
ground.

   At last Warrick carried her into the house, swatting her round butt one
more time, enjoying the sound of another squeak and a moan of
embarrassment.

   When they got inside, he finally rolled her off his shoulder and held
her in his arms.  Brie frowned, red-faced at him.   -œDaddy, you -(TM)re
naughty.  What if someone saw? -

    -œYou -(TM)re right.  I couldn -(TM)t help myself.  I -(TM)m sorry. -
Warrick hugged his daughter against him and that seemed to make things
right for her.   -œWhere do you want to do it?  Your bed again?  Mommy and
Daddy -(TM)s bed?  In the shower? -

   Brie didn -(TM)t know how to answer.  She was inexperienced and her mind
swam with options.   -œYou choose, Daddy. -

   Then Warrick had an idea.  He carried Brie into the living room, and
then tossed her down on the couch.  Then he pulled his phone out of his
pocket.   -œLet -(TM)s watch a movie while we do this.  Does that sound
good? -

   Brie shrugged,  -œOkay, Daddy. -

   Warrick handed his daughter the phone and showed her a blurry video
thumbnail,  -œYou get this streaming on the TV, and I -(TM)ll get
undressed. -

   While Warrick began to tear his clothing off, Brie opened up a
connection between his phone and the TV.  She only paused for a glance at
her father when his large erection swung into her peripheral vision.  But
she was distracted only momentarily, for the contents of her mom -(TM)s
homemade pornography began to stream on the TV.

   Warrick, naked, stood and watched his daughter process what was on the
screen.

   She was confused about the grainy, old-fashioned film that played before
her, but suddenly became aware that the old man in the video was slowly
stripping the young girl he was with.  She was shocked at the age gap
between the two.  The man could have been the girl -(TM)s father, or even
older.

   The girl in the video gasped as he pulled off her tank top and kissed
her small breasts and nipples.

    -œNo, - protested Brie,  -œshe -(TM)s too young. -

    -œShe -(TM)s the same age as you, - Warrick said softly, leaning over
to kiss her on the cheek.  He sat down on the couch and pulled his daughter
between his legs.

   They both faced the TV and Brie was completely fascinated by the porn
her father was showing her.  She barely noticed as he, too, began to skin
Brie of her clothing.  Since she only wore a dress that day, after it was
over her head, she was completely naked, all in one go.

   Warrick lifted his daughter up under her arms and pressed his knees
between her skinny legs, splaying them out across his lap, then sat her
down in front of his cock.  He reached around his daughter -(TM)s lithe
body and caressed her small, barely there breasts, spending time on her
little nipples, before dipping one of his large hands low to the top of her
slit.  His fingertips wandered up and down her puffy labia, which caused
Brie to squirm her bottom up against his shaft.  She pressed his stiff
member between her cheeks.  When she made contact, a drop of precum
squeezed from the tip and ran down the crack of her ass.  Warrick groaned
at the sensation of his little girl -(TM)s small bottom sandwiching his
rod.

   Brie was hooked on the screen, barely cognizant of her father -(TM)s
actions.  To her, it felt good, but there was something about the girl in
the video that fascinated her even more.

   She watched as the man in the movie retreated behind the camera and then
picked it up off the tripod, bringing it nearer to the little girl.  Brie
couldn -(TM)t figure out why the girl looked so familiar.

   Suddenly, the man spoke.   -œWhat -(TM)s your name? -

    -œHazel Williams, Mr.  Avery. -

   Brie -(TM)s heart skipped a beat.   -œThat -(TM)s Mommy -(TM)s name. -

   Warrick chuckled,  -œYep, that -(TM)s Mommy in that movie, when she was
your age.  Do you recognize her? -

   Brie nodded, staring in fascination as the camera trained on the nearly
naked young girl, while the man barraged her with questions.

    -œWhat is she doing? - Brie was desperate.

    -œYour mommy used to be super-orgasmic, too, just like you, baby. -

   Brie gasped and snapped her head to look at her father, eyes wide, 
-œReally? -

   Warrick nodded,  -œThat -(TM)s what she told me.  She said her daddy
cured her, when he came inside of her. - He shifted the girl around in his
lap, pressing his stiff erection down so that it came up between his
daughter -(TM)s legs.  It nestled against her lubricating sex, smearing his
shaft with her girl juices.

   Brie -(TM)s mind spun in wonder at the revelation of the cure to her
syndrome.  She realized that the reason why she hadn -(TM)t lost control
once that day must have been because of her coupling with her father the
night before.  She wondered if it was really true, if she was cured by her
father -(TM)s cum, like her mother had been.

   Brie turned back toward the video,  -œBut that -(TM)s not grandpa. -

    -œNo, baby, that -(TM)s her school teacher.  Before they knew the cure,
he tricked her into having sex with him so that she could get a good grade.
-

   Brie swallowed, now familiar with the notion.  She recalled that her own
teacher had, just that morning, propositioned her with the same threat.

    -œBut then, - Warrick continued,  -œshe tricked him back by stealing
this tape and blackmailing him.  He could have gotten in a lot of trouble
if Mommy had showed the principal, so he promised to give her an A if she
promised not to show anybody. -

   Brie sat in awe on her father -(TM)s lap.  She couldn -(TM)t believe her
mom -(TM)s cunning, nor that she was watching her young mother having sex.
She felt her father tickle the top of her pussy crack with his finger and,
without looking away from the video, she reached down to put her small hand
on his.  She guided him into her moist folds and onto her little clit.  Her
heart sang and she gasped,  -œDaddy! -

   Warrick reveled in the sensation of once again being close to his
daughter -(TM)s most private areas.  He slid his long shaft against the
bottom of his child -(TM)s pussy, lubing up and down its length with her
silky fluids.

   Soon they were watching Hazel on screen blowing her teacher.  The man
worked her head roughly upon his shaft.  Brie thought back to when her own
father pushed her to her limits during their first time together, and
moaned as she watched her mother being mishandled.  She was getting turned
on and knew she needed more action.  Feeling her daddy -(TM)s rod sluicing
along her crack, she reached down to grip it.

   Warrick groaned as her tiny fingers pressed into the turgid, spongy
shaft and smeared her juices along its sensitive underside.  He could feel
her copious liquid dripping off his cock and onto the couch and floor,
along with the precum flowing from his own slit.  Sensing his daughter
-(TM)s urgency, he asked,  -œAre you ready to put it in, baby girl? -

    -œYes, Daddy, I need cummies.  I need your cock in me. -

    -œOkay, baby.  Here, let me help. - Warrick placed his large hands
around her chest and lifted his young offspring up off his lap until she
hovered above his risen member, her legs dangling across his thighs.  With
Brie -(TM)s hand stabilizing his cock against her vagina, he lined up her
entrance with his bulbous head.

   He could feel when he was in alignment by the excessive wetness coming
from her hole.  Even with her super-orgasmic condition dulled to normal,
Brie -(TM)s channel still ran with slippery girl-cum.

   Then, as he watched Mr.  Avery smearing a cum-sticky hand through the
hair of his naive wife, he dropped his daughter slowly down.  He felt her
pussy lips consume his cockhead and the stretchy elastic of her opening
wrung itself over the most sensitive part of his manhood.

   Brie howled as she felt her tight pussy being stretched wide once again.
Her eyes winced shut at the simultaneous pleasure and pain, but they
snapped quickly open again so that she could continue watching the erotic
video unfold.  She was surprised to hear her mom call her teacher  -œDaddy
-.  Through heavy breathing, she asked,  -œWhy did she call him that? -

   Warrick lifted his little girl up by her legs until she reached the top
of his rod, then sank her back down upon it.   -œThey -(TM)re playing
pretend.  She -(TM)s pretending that her teacher is Grandpa, and he -(TM)s
pretending that Mommy is his own daughter. -

    -œWhy is he pretending she -(TM)s his daughter?  I thought you said
daddies aren -(TM)t supposed to have sex with their daughters. -

    -œWell, it -(TM)s against the law, but -- - Warrick thought for a
moment,  -œI suppose if both people are okay with it, and they both keep it
a secret, then it -(TM)s probably okay. -

    -œGood, - said Brie.  She looked down and watched as she impaled
herself on her dad -(TM)s hardened member and hissed,  -œCuz I wanna do
this a lot. -

    -œI do, too, baby girl.  I love fucking your little cunny.  I love
watching your naked body squirm.  I want to fill you with my cum every
night. -

   Brie moaned at her dad -(TM)s salacious language.

   The video continued and Brie watched her young mom ejaculate a torrent
of girl-cum all over the man and the bed, just like she herself was able to
do.  Then another question popped into her head.   -œWhat about sisters? -

    -œSisters?  What do you mean? -

    -œElsie had sex with Mallory last night. -

   Warrick choked,  -œWhat? -

    -œThey both shared a dildo, and they made their pussies kiss around it.
-

   Her father inhaled sharply at the mental image.  He didn -(TM)t know
Mallory too well, but he had met her a few times and knew what she looked
like.  His cock swelled, and Brie moaned as she felt it tighten against her
stretched walls.  He imagined Elsie, his little lover, humping her naked
pussy against Mallory -(TM)s.  He was close to cumming and once again slid
his daughter up and back down his shaft slowly, staving off his orgasm just
a little longer.  He felt his cock surge at the mental image of the two
neighbor girls in ecstasy and he sensed precum spurting inside his
offspring.  He held Brie still for a moment, for even the smallest movement
would likely have set him off cumming.

   But, from outside of the living room, they heard a noise, and both of
them froze.  It was the clatter of keys against the front door as it
opened. Warrick -(TM)s mind raced, wondering who it could be.  It was the
middle of the day, and the house was supposed to be empty.

    -œWho is it? - Brie whispered.  Warrick shushed her quietly.

   Then, over the sounds of the porn playing on the TV, they heard Hazel
-(TM)s voice, inquisitive.   -œI must have forgotten to lock the door when
I left this morning. -

    -œUnless Warrick is still home? - It was Ivy.

    -œNo, he took Brie to school this morning, and I know he -(TM)s at
work, because he hasn -(TM)t responded to my texts. -

   In the living room, Warrick was panicked.  He didn -(TM)t know what to
do.  He was an inch away from orgasming inside of his daughter while his
wife and her best friend were standing mere feet away.

   The noises coming from the TV were too obvious.  Brie spotted the remote
on the coffee table and wriggled around in an attempt to get up off her
father -(TM)s thick spear so that she could silence the inappropriate
video.

   Warrick groaned, red-faced, and gripped her tightly by the arms.  
-œBaby no, don -(TM)t move.  You -(TM)re gonna make me cum. -

    -œWhat do we do? - Brie asked quietly.

    -œJust don -(TM)t move, - Warrick answered, his breath quavering.  
-œMaybe they won -(TM)t come in here. - They sat and listened again to
hear what they could hear.

   Ivy -(TM)s voice came, closer than before,  -œI -(TM)m ready to get
these clothes off. - Warrick -(TM)s heart pounded.   -œWhere should we do
it this time? -

   Hazel said something that couldn -(TM)t be made out.

   Ivy responded,  -œYeah, we always do it in your bed.  I thought maybe we
could change it up.  I could sit on the kitchen table?  Maybe on the couch?
Orrr -- Brie -(TM)s? -

   Warrick -(TM)s mind reeled at the realization that his wife and Ivy had
been skipping out on work to hook up during the day -"and often,
apparently, in their bed.

   In the kitchen, Hazel raised an eyebrow.   -œYou want me to eat you out
in my daughter -(TM)s bed? -

   Ivy admitted to herself that Brie -(TM)s lewd performance on the runway
had triggered a deeper interest in the junior girl, but she wasn -(TM)t
about to share that with the girl -(TM)s mother.   -œDon -(TM)t worry, -
she assuaged her friend and mentor,  -œI -(TM)m not perving on your
daughter, but you know, a smaller bed could be fun?  It -(TM)ll make me
feel like a school girl again.  Especially since we -(TM)re sneaking around
like this. - She wandered through the house aimlessly when her ears
pricked up at a sound.

    -œYou might have a point -" - Hazel started to say.

    -œShh, - hissed Ivy suddenly.

   Hazel froze and saw her friend actively listening to something.  She
watched as Ivy snuck down the hall to the living room.  The woman paused
again and then turned around with a mischievous grin on her face.  She
mouthed,  -œI think your husband is watching porn in there. -

   Hazel softly padded to meet her friend where she, too, could hear
pornographic sounds coming from the television.  Hazel never knew Warrick
to skip out on work.The two women went silent and quietly approached the
open door to the living room.

   Ivy could make out some of the dialogue:  -œYes, Daddy, fill me with
your cum.  I need your cum. -

    -œI -(TM)m gonna fill you up if you keep talking like that to me, baby
girl. -

   She turned to Hazel and giggled mischievously.   -œIs your husband
watching daddy porn? -

   Hazel tried to key in on the sound, but identified it only as her friend
reached the threshold to the living room.

    -œFill my cunny, Daddy.  Show me you love me. -

    -œI love you, Jazzy baby! -

   Hazel -(TM)s heart dropped.   -œDon -(TM)t go in there! - she shouted.

   But it was too late.  Ivy burst through the door and was greeted with a
most unexpected sight.  Her eyes registered the terrified faces of Warrick
and Brie.  Only moments later did she comprehend what they were doing
together.

   Brie tried to cover up her split-open vagina with her hand and conceal
where she was joined with her father, but with her legs spread across his
naked lap, it was still apparent what was going on.

   The sounds from the TV cut through the dead silence and Ivy -(TM)s eyes
flicked over to see video of an older man vigorously assaulting a girl many
years his junior.   -œWhat in the fuck? - she spat.

   Warrick knew he was caught and had no words to say.  Brie blushed
deeply, equally silent.

   Slowly, Hazel approached her friend from behind, slipping her hands
around her waist.  She placed her head on Ivy -(TM)s shoulder and
plaintively said,  -œIt -(TM)s okay, Ivy. -

   Ivy jerked her head to look at her lover.   -œHazel, no.  No!  That
-(TM)s your daughter. -

   Hazel kissed Ivy -(TM)s shoulder.  She then met her eyes and nodded
toward the TV.   -œAnd that -(TM)s me. -

   Ivy turned back to look at the video playing.  On screen just then, a
freshly fucked young Hazel sat up in bed and asked to take a shower,
signaling the end of their scene.

    -œTrust me, - said Hazel,  -œThere -(TM)s a long story behind this,
and I -(TM)ll tell you every sordid detail.  And -- I have a hunch that you
-(TM)re even going to like it, but the short of it is this: this was
necessary.  And it -(TM)s good. -

    -œNecessary, - Ivy repeated, her chest growing tight as she stared at
Brie -(TM)s boyish, young figure.

    -œBrie, baby, move your hand out of the way. - The girl complied and
Ivy -(TM)s heart dropped at the sight.  She could see the thick trunk of
Warrick -(TM)s cock speared up inside her.  It dripped with gooey beads of
Brie -(TM)s cum and her pussy stretched tightly around it, hugging every
curve.   -œIs your mom telling the truth? -

   Brie looked up at her parents -(TM) friend and sometimes babysitter. 
She nodded.   -œYes, Ivy.  It -(TM)s the truth.  I wanted this.  I needed
this.  I need my daddy -(TM)s cum.  It makes me right. -

   Ivy swallowed hard at Brie -(TM)s admission.  She turned again to Hazel,
searching for reassurance.  Hazel smiled warmly and nodded, her eyes both
craving acceptance and begging for forgiveness from her friend.

   Ivy said,  -œWell -- - and then paused for what felt like an age. 
Finally she finished her thought.   -œWhat do we do now? -

   Hazel exhaled and leaned into her friend -(TM)s ear.  She spoke softly,
-œYou said you wanted to feel like a school girl again.  Do you want to
play with her? -

   Ivy -(TM)s head swam at the prospect.  She knew what she was witnessing
was wrong.  She knew that she should put a stop to it, to save Brie from
her parents, the same way she had saved the wretched girl from the stage of
the fashion show.  But standing there, staring at the nubile, shivering
form of the girl she would babysit, Ivy -(TM)s resolve crumbled and her
loins goaded her onwards.

   A groan signaled the withering of her moral high ground.  She moved
toward the couch and dropped to her knees, getting a close up view of the
Novas -(TM) taboo transgression.  She tentatively reached out with one hand
to fondle Warrick -(TM)s balls.  He moaned at her contact and, at that
moment, the air started to move in the room again.  Brie slid herself up
her dad -(TM)s shaft, causing pent-up rivulets of her cum to drool out from
her hole.

   Then, without further hesitation, Ivy ducked her head in, and pressed
her tongue onto the base of Warrick -(TM)s shaft and gave a long lick up
its length.  Brie slid back down upon it and met Ivy -(TM)s tongue with her
parted pussy lips.  Ivy tasted the lewd mixture of their sex juices and
sighed.  She became more turned on than she ever expected when her tongue
brought Brie -(TM)s flavor into her mouth.  All of the little sexual urges
she kept locked away from Brie all these years suddenly spilled from within
her.  She had never known what was missing, but now felt like her
connection to the Nova family was finally complete.

   Warrick lifted his daughter up once again, and Ivy chased after Brie
-(TM)s pussy, up Warrick -(TM)s cock, with her tongue, slurping up all of
the sticky juices that the girl left behind.

   Again Brie sank down, all the way, until her cervix prevented her from
going any further.   -œDaddy, your cock is so hot inside my cunny. - She
leaned back and kissed him, open mouthed.

   Ivy, watching from below as father made love to daughter.  Her stomach
did summersaults and her mind did backflips at the sight.  She gripped
Warrick -(TM)s balls and gave them a tug, causing his eyes to squint shut
and a moan to escape his mouth.  He had been close to cumming before, and
now, with the two girls attending to him, he was close once again.  Ivy
encouraged him, saying,  -œBrie, your little cunny tastes even more amazing
than I imagined. - Then she cocked her head to the side and slid the
sensitive bottom side of Warrick -(TM)s shaft in between her lips.  In this
manner, she sucked and licked as much of his cock as Brie -(TM)s pussy
allowed access to.  Occasionally, the little girl -(TM)s cunt would connect
with Ivy -(TM)s mouth and the two of them would groan at their contact.

   In between gasps of ecstasy, tiny moans escaped Brie -(TM)s mouth.  Her
face was hot and she felt light-headed as she ever-more-vigorously impaled
herself on her father -(TM)s rod.  Through her carnal haze, she scanned the
room and found her mother watching.  Brie blushed at the attention.   -œAm
I doing good, Mommy? -

   Hazel could only be described as beaming with pride.  She nodded and
said,  -œYou -(TM)re doing great, baby.  Are you ready to have cummies? -

    -œI think so, - Brie said hopefully.   -œDaddy, I need cummies.  Fuck
my little pussy, Daddy.  Fuck my baby cunny, - she whimpered,  -œI need
your cum, Daddy. - Warrick increased his pace, holding Brie still in his
lap while he hammered her from below.

    -œIt -(TM)s coming, baby girl, just keep squeezing your tight little
pussy around my cock. -

    -œYeah, that -(TM)s it, - Ivy joined in.  The two were now moving too
quickly for her to continue her oral ministrations, so instead she pressed
a thumb into the folds of Brie -(TM)s vagina and found the thick nub of the
little girl -(TM)s clit.  She rubbed against it and chanted,  -œFuck your
daughter -(TM)s little pussy.  Give it to her.  Split your baby girl -(TM)s
cunt in two.  You -(TM)re big, but she can take it.  She likes it.  Your
daughter -(TM)s a good little girl and she wants your cum. -

   Ivy -(TM)s naughty words put Warrick over the top and suddenly he froze.
His eyes rolled into the back of his head and a deflated sigh escaped his
lungs.  Then,  -œFuck, I -(TM)m cumming, baby! - Warrick became animated,
bouncing Brie violently on his lap as his cock pulsed, sending ropes of his
seed deep inside his daughter -(TM)s womb.

   Brie could feel her insides warming from the bath of hot cum she was
receiving.  That, along with her daddy -(TM)s invading spear and Ivy on her
clit, caused Brie, too, to tumble off the cliff of sanity into orgasmic
bliss.

   Her eyes snapped shut and her insides contracted, pulling her vaginal
walls tightly against the skin of her father -(TM)s cock, even as it pulsed
ever larger.  The little girl -(TM)s legs shook and flailed over her daddy
-(TM)s thighs as each subsequent blast of his cum jolted all the more
pleasure out of her.  Her skinny body writhed, tossing her head weakly this
way and that.  If Warrick -(TM)s cock hadn -(TM)t been prodded all the way
up in her, she likely would have slid off and onto the floor for all her
lack of muscle control.  Instead, she hung limply like a puppet atop her
dad -(TM)s lap, his cock supporting her body.

   Warrick -(TM)s strained groans indicated that he continued to cum,
shooting extensive jets of his semen, far longer than was normal.

    -œJesus, Hazel, how much cum does he have in those balls?  I -(TM)ve
never seen him shoot for that long before. -

    -œMe either, - Hazel answered with equal wonder.   -œIt -(TM)s
something Brie brings out of him. -

   Ivy continued goading him on.   -œFill up your baby girl, Warrick.  Fill
her little cunny to the brim with your cum. -

    -œFuck, Ivy, - Warrick rasped, as his orgasm finally subsided and he
regained the ability to speak,  -œyou -(TM)re so kinky. -

    -œYou -(TM)re the one with your cock buried deep inside your daughter
-(TM)s cunt, - she laughed.  Warrick liked that she was laughing.

   Brie, too, returned to reality.   -œDaddy, my pussy is sore now, - she
whined.

    -œHere, let -(TM)s get you off of there, - Ivy said, helping Warrick
to lift the small girl up off his lap.  As her father -(TM)s cock exited
her cunny, a thick rope of his cum connected the two while he placed Brie
next to him on the couch.  It draped from his cockhead and down over his
thigh, before it stretched its way back up toward Brie -(TM)s pussy.

   Brie slid herself to the edge of the couch so that the cum didn -(TM)t
drip into the upholstery, and in the process, she pressed her dripping
vagina out toward Ivy.

   Ivy was fascinated.   -œBrie, I love your little pussy.  It -(TM)s so
adorable.  It -(TM)s a nice, tight little package. -

   Hazel encouraged her,  -œGo ahead and get a closer look, if you want. -

   Ivy kneeled in front of the girl and moved her hand toward the viscous
strand of Warrick -(TM)s cum, slowly drooping out of her and onto the
floor. She collected as much of the dangling jizz as possible into her
hand, then, meeting Brie -(TM)s eyes, lewdly licked it off in front of her.
 -œYour daddy has some of the tastiest cum on the planet. -

   Brie nodded knowingly and Ivy held up her hand to the young girl.  Brie
timidly reached her tongue out and licked from the pool that remained in
the woman -(TM)s palm.  Ivy whispered,  -œThat -(TM)s so fucking hot.  You
want more of your daddy -(TM)s cum, baby? -

   With big, pleading eyes, Brie nodded again.

   Ivy dug her fingers into Brie -(TM)s pussy.  Brie closed her eyes and
mewled as Ivy fished around inside her, coaxing more of her father -(TM)s
load free.  The woman lifted her cum-dripping fingers to Brie -(TM)s mouth
and Brie took them in, several at a time.  She was wanton, and the gooey
cum she couldn -(TM)t catch smeared across her cheeks and dripped down her
chin.

   Then Ivy winked and said,  -œI want more, too, - and she ducked her
head between Brie -(TM)s legs, wasting no time in delving her tongue
between Brie -(TM)s succulent labia.

   Brie gasped as her babysitter lapped away at her slit.  She reached down
with both of her hands to pull her tiny opening wider for her friend.  Her
clit was still stiff and sensitive from her last orgasm, and she fingered
it while Ivy worked her leaking opening.  Soon, Ivy licked her way upwards
toward the top of Brie -(TM)s crack and replaced the girl -(TM)s little
fingers with her swirling tongue.

   Brie closed her eyes and moaned as Ivy -(TM)s tongue bathed her clit,
feeling the urgency of another orgasm quickly building.  Her head swam with
everything she had seen and done that day: hearing her best friend -(TM)s
lurid story with her sister, seeing her young mother having sex for a
grade, being caught with her dad -(TM)s cock inside her, and now feeling
Ivy -(TM)s oral ministrations, too.  She wasn -(TM)t sure just how her life
had become so exciting, but more and more she was grateful for everything
she had gone through.

   She felt Ivy pause briefly and heard her coo suddenly and the little
girl -(TM)s eyes snapped open.  Brie watched her dad kneel behind Ivy and
reach below to undo her jean shorts.  She could see his cock was swelling
large again.  He then tugged the woman -(TM)s shorts down her hips as far
as he could go without making Ivy stop her licking to get up and take them
off.   -œNo panties, - he observed.   -œDoes anyone wear them anymore? -

   Ivy just giggled, but Hazel chimed in and said,  -œI -(TM)m wearing
panties today. -

    -œWhat are you waiting for? - Warrick asked, eyes glued to Ivy -(TM)s
round ass.

    -œI -(TM)m content to watch -- and record, for now. -

   Everybody -(TM)s heads jerked to look at the elder Nova.  Her phone was
out and she was recording the steady stream of pornography being enacted
before her.

    -œJesus, Hazel, - Ivy blushed, suddenly aware of her predicament,
bridging between a father and his school-aged daughter.   -œWhat -(TM)s
that for? -

    -œMostly for me, - Hazel smirked.  She then looked Ivy in the eyes.  
-œBut also insurance, in case you feel guilty later and feel like getting
us in trouble. -

   Ivy swallowed, realizing she was in deep.  There was no backing out if
her conscience ever managed to regain control.  But then a wicked smile
spread across her face.   -œSend me a copy after we -(TM)re done. -

   Hazel winked,  -œI -(TM)d be happy to. -

   Warrick, knowing that his family -(TM)s depravity would be available to
watch later, was rock hard once again and lined his cock up with Ivy -(TM)s
exposed slit.  Her engorged labia shone with slickness.  He entered her
slowly, watching his shaft disappear, savoring the feeling of the woman
-(TM)s warm, familiar folds.  Once he was all the way in, he started to
thrust against her.

   Only then did he look up to see his daughter gazing curiously at him. 
She was watching him fucking a woman who was not her mother and that
knowledge made his chest tight.  He was sure she knew a little bit about
what they did when they invited Ivy over for late night romps, but up until
that point, his young daughter had never seen any of the adult action with
her own eyes.  She -(TM)d never even seen him with her mother, yet here he
was now, slamming in and out of Ivy in plain view.  Bit by bit, day by day,
his young daughter -(TM)s innocence was being drained away, along with
every new flood of cum, and she was taking it like a champ.   -œGood girl,
Brie.  Just relax and let Ivy take care of your little pussy, okay? - It
turned him on to have his little girl watching him.

   Brie, too, was getting more aroused by watching her father -(TM)s
movements.  It was the first time she was able to watch anyone having sex
up close.  She had seen Elsie getting fucked by Oliver the previous day,
but at the time, she was more focused on servicing Hunter and getting his
cum.  Now, having recently achieved an orgasm, she was more lucid and able
to observe and enjoy the show her father and Ivy were putting on directly
in front of her.  The small girl could even feel his movements.  His
powerful strokes against Ivy brought her mouth crashing into Brie -(TM)s
young pussy with every thrust.

   Together, father and daughter gazed into each others -(TM) eyes as they
coupled through their surrogate.  Brie -(TM)s face twisted with the
building pleasure and a moan escaped.

   Warrick spoke, not looking away from Brie -(TM)s small, smooth body.  
-œThat -(TM)s it, Ivy, eat my cum out of my baby girl -(TM)s pussy.  I
-(TM)ve marked her with it.  I -(TM)ve filled my daughter -(TM)s pussy with
my own cum.  I was her first and Brie will always be mine now. -

   Ivy groaned into Brie -(TM)s pussy and then came up for air.   -œFuck,
Brie, your sloppy little cunt tastes so sweet.  And your daddy -(TM)s cum
makes for a delicious filling. - She craned her neck toward Warrick, her
mouth glistening with his daughter -(TM)s juices.   -œI love tasting you
and your little girl at the same time. -

   Warrick reached out and pushed Ivy -(TM)s face back down between Brie
-(TM)s legs.   -œLick it all up, baby.  That -(TM)s my baby -(TM)s cunny.
Don -(TM)t let it go to waste. -

   Ivy licked for a while more, slurping and sucking noisily and drooling
all over Brie -(TM)s snatch.  Brie huffed and moaned as Ivy worked her over
with her tongue.  Soon, Ivy pushed herself up from Brie -(TM)s split.  She
grasped the ends of her tee-shirt and said,  -œI need this off of me. -
Her breasts spilled out and Brie -(TM)s eyes went wide, taking in the sight
of the topless family friend.

   Warrick said,  -œTime for these to come off, too, - and flipped the
woman around onto her back, tugging her shoes off and yanking her jeans the
rest of the way down her legs.  Ivy giggled and gasped, suddenly naked on
the floor of the den.  Warrick kneeled again and pulled the woman up and
onto his lap, spearing his cock back into her.

   Brie fingered herself, keeping her orgasm climbing within her while she
watched her father rhythmically fuck Ivy in front of her and her mother. 
The woman -(TM)s breasts bounced with each thrust and she continued her
stream of dirty talk:  -œYour cum is dripping off my tongue, baby, and my
belly is full of your daughter -(TM)s juices, too.  You -(TM)re such a
naughty Daddy for letting me do such disgusting things to her.  That -(TM)s
it, Daddy, make me cum while I think about eating your baby girl -(TM)s
little pussy.

   Brie blushed at being the subject of Ivy -(TM)s lewd commentary and
glanced toward her mother to see if she would do or say anything about it.
Instead, she noticed that Hazel was aiming her phone straight at her
husband as he cheated on her with another woman, recording every word.

   Warrick dug his fingers into Ivy -(TM)s hips and moaned,  -œYou -(TM)re
an irredeemable slut, Ivy.  You think you -(TM)re so pure, but how long did
it take you to get on your knees for a school girl? -

   Ivy thrashed her head back wantonly and noticed Brie watching them.  
-œYour daddy -(TM)s right, Brie.  I -(TM)m a slut for your school girl
pussy.  Come down here, baby.  I -(TM)m not done with you yet. -

   Brie -(TM)s chest heaved and she slipped off the sofa.  She approached
Ivy and began to sit next to her, but Ivy said,  -œStand over my face and
sit down. - Brie straddled the woman -(TM)s head, facing her father, and
crouched, lowering her tiny pussy for a reunion with Ivy -(TM)s mouth.  As
her young pussy lips parted, she felt her moisture dripping out of her. 
She heard Ivy groan as viscous beads of fluid, mixed with more of her daddy
-(TM)s copious sperm, dripped freely from her opening and into the woman
-(TM)s mouth.

   She cooed sweetly when her cunny lips made full contact with Ivy -(TM)s
lips, but her girlish moans soon turned pornographic when Ivy reached up
and grabbed the cheeks of her little bottom and resumed eating her out in
earnest.  The girl -(TM)s legs gave way to Ivy -(TM)s control and her light
and slender body pitched forward.  She leaned her hands on Ivy -(TM)s
breasts, kneading into their pillowy softness.  Ivy moaned in response. 
Brie felt the woman -(TM)s nipples stiffen under her attention and
instinctively she tweaked and twisted them lightly, causing Ivy to swear
into her open hole.

   Warrick enjoyed watching his daughter play with Ivy -(TM)s tits while
she faced him, her pussy smearing her babysitter -(TM)s face with all of
its wetness and disappearing regularly beneath Ivy -(TM)s flicking tongue
and champing lips.  While he plowed his hard cock into the woman -(TM)s
frothing channel, he reached down to thumb her stiff clit.  Ivy squealed
all the more at the added attention to her sensitive spot, her noises
driving Warrick ever closer to his next cum.

   He gazed at his daughter as she leaned forward over Ivy, eyes closed and
mouth agape, moaning at the woman -(TM)s oral assault.  From the other side
of Ivy -(TM)s body, Warrick, too, leaned in closer to his daughter.  While
he thrust in and out of their family friend, he ducked towards his daughter
and caught her lips with his.

   Brie -(TM)s eyes snapped open as she felt her father mash his face
against hers in a passionate, open-mouthed kiss.  His large tongue caressed
her diminutive one, and she pushed hers back against it, tasting his spit.
She moaned in agony as the triangle of bodies undulated in unison,
pleasuring each other, one after another and back again.

   Warrick could feel his cum boiling in his balls, but he sensed that Ivy
was close, and he hoped that he could maintain long enough to see her
through her orgasm.  To speed things along for her, he broke his kiss with
Brie and, with his hand on the back of his daughter -(TM)s neck, pulled her
face down to Ivy -(TM)s gash.

   As the small girl neared the junction where Warrick -(TM)s cock pistoned
in and out of Ivy, Brie -(TM)s eyes flicked up to her father -(TM)s, unsure
what he wanted her to do.

    -œGive Ivy -(TM)s clitty a suck, baby. -

   Brie gazed down at the woman -(TM)s bared pussy, watching her father
mate with the woman who was not her mother.  She smelled the strong aroma
of Ivy -(TM)s cunt wafting up with each thrust; it was not unlike her
mother -(TM)s, but it was also different.  It was familiar.  It was Ivy
-(TM)s scent.

   Ivy -(TM)s labia were already splayed open over her father -(TM)s meat,
but Brie used her fingers to pry them apart further, revealing her
glistening pink insides all the more, and the glossy, bulbous nub of her
clit.

   Ivy could feel Brie playing around with her vagina, and she moaned
hoarsely at the sensation.  Brie was too small for them to sixty-nine
effectively, but when the little girl -(TM)s pussy slid off her chin, Ivy
reached her fingers to Brie -(TM)s gash.  She attempted to plunge two
inside, but Brie was too tight and Ivy settled for one.   -œJesus, Warrick,
I can only get one finger inside the little slut.  How did you manage to
fit that thick slab? - Before Warrick could answer, Ivy cried out, feeling
Brie -(TM)s tiny tongue begin to lash at her swollen clitty.

   Brie savored the woman -(TM)s taste while Ivy made herself familiar with
the girl -(TM)s insides.  Brie -(TM)s pussy responded to the churning
finger with ever more lubrication.  It drooled out of her and on to Ivy
-(TM)s tits.

   As Brie licked up and down her babysitter -(TM)s gash, she was
face-to-face with her daddy -(TM)s churning cock.  She pulled back
momentarily to observe his movements.  He was rapid and forceful and his
shaft was white and foamy with their combined fluids.  Each time he plunged
into her, Brie could see the outer rim of Ivy -(TM)s hole push in, and when
he pulled out, he pulled her tight, clinging cunny along with.

   Then she leaned in again and took Ivy -(TM)s love nub between her lips.
She nibbled on the sensitive bundle of nerves and licked up the swirl of
juices seeping throughout her slit.

   Suddenly Ivy squealed and thrashed.  She gasped out,  -œOh fuck, Daddy,
I -(TM)m cumming! - She thrust her hips hard against Warrick -(TM)s cock
while her orgasm tore through her.  She moaned and wailed, still running
her finger wildly into Brie -(TM)s spit-slicked snatch as she weakly
attempted to continue giving pleasure to the young girl laying atop her.  
-œFuck my pussy, Daddy, while I -(TM)m inside your baby girl. - Ivy
thrashed her head back and forth, her eyes rolling to the back of her head,
her legs flailing limply across Warrick -(TM)s torso.

   Soon her cum high subsided, but Ivy wasn -(TM)t done yet.  She pulled
Brie by her hips back onto her face and resumed wildly licking out the girl
-(TM)s slit and sucking on her clit while she continued her finger-banging.
Brie was so dazed by the unexpected pleasure that she cried out and her
body went limp.

   Warrick, having given Ivy what she wanted, pulled out and moved himself
closer toward his daughter.  He straddled Ivy -(TM)s hips and prodded his
raging hard-on into Brie -(TM)s open mouth while her jaw hung slack, and
she took to it readily.  Her tongue lolled around his shaft and she tasted
the worked up melange of his pre-cum and Ivy -(TM)s cum juices on his
shaft.

    -œOpen up that little throat of yours, kiddo, - Warrick grunted,
thrusting himself deep toward the back of her mouth.

   Brie knew what her daddy desired.  He wanted a retry of the night before
when he attempted to deep-throat her, and she wanted to satisfy him this
time.  She craned her neck up, attempting to make the way as straight as
possible, and opened her mouth as wide as it would go.

   Warrick pushed himself onto his daughter -(TM)s face, pulling her by the
back of her head.  He saw Brie -(TM)s eyes roll up to meet his, and he read
them perfectly: pleasure tinged with the worry that he might break her.  
-œIt -(TM)s gonna be okay, baby, - he assured her, though he didn -(TM)t
really know if he could guarantee his promise.

   Brie nodded, her mouth stuffed with the giant rigid rod slicked with Ivy
-(TM)s tangy cum.  She took a deep breath through her nose and closed her
eyes, signaling that she was ready for whatever was coming.  Warrick
pressed himself forward slowly, straining against the small opening of his
daughter -(TM)s throat.  But sure enough, he pushed through.  Brie -(TM)s
entire body tensed as the invading member crushed its way into her body. 
She might have tried to fight back, but in that moment she was helpless,
trapped, strung up between her father and Ivy.  She had nowhere to go and
nothing to do but to act as a vessel, used for their ignominious pleasure.

   She gagged, but her father stayed lodged inside her.  Her face reddened.
She snuffled air through her nose to keep from blacking out, but the lack
of oxygen enhanced her own pleasure all the same.  Ivy pumped her slender
finger in and out of the girl -(TM)s burning pussy, massaging against her
G-spot while her tongue swirled circles around her clit.

   Warrick let out a long groan of pleasurable agony, feeling his daughter
-(TM)s tight throat constricting around his engorged cock.  He could feel
his orgasm rushing onward, and he knew there was nothing more he could do
to stave it off.  He grabbed his baby girl -(TM)s head with both hands, and
proceeded to rapidly fuck his cock down Brie -(TM)s throat.  With her head
pushed back, her eyes opened as little slits, and he could only see the
whites.  Teardrops occasionally spilled from the corners.  His daughter was
completely checked out.  She was, in that moment, nothing but her daddy
-(TM)s sexy little fuckdoll.

   Finally, he felt his cock begin to surge.  He knew his orgasm had
arrived in full force.  He waited in Brie -(TM)s throat to send the first
jet directly down into his little girl -(TM)s belly.  She grunted as her
neck strained to take her father at his biggest.  Then he pulled himself
free, slithering his spit-soaked cock out of her face.

   Brie gulped for air as globs of bubbly saliva spilled from her mouth and
down her chin, and fell onto Ivy -(TM)s tummy below.  Before she could spit
any more out, she felt her father roughly grab her hair and pull her head
back to splatter her face with another stripe of his cum.   -œYes! - she
choked out desperately,  -œCum on me, Daddy.  Cum all over me! - Warrick
-(TM)s cock continued to leap and spurt in his fist.

   Ivy cheered him on, too,  -œPaint your darling little daughter, Daddy.
Give Mommy -(TM)s baby slut what she -(TM)s earned. -

   The euphoria of oxygen, the feeling of her father -(TM)s climax raining
upon her, and Ivy -(TM)s fingers thrashing inside her pussy finally brought
Brie to her second orgasm.  Where normally, her cumming had started from
her pussy and spread outward, this time, it started in her brain.  She
liked being used and controlled -"not told what to do, but simply acted
upon.  The entire weekend she had felt unhinged and she loathed it.  She
felt humiliated by her lack of self-control.  But now, at her daddy -(TM)s
whims, she understood what her body was trying to tell her and she savored
it.  Her head swam with ecstasy and her body roiled with pleasure.  It
moved from her head into her chest and tits, then finally down her spine to
her pussy.  Her hips bucked upward, and a spray of her cum escaped, dousing
Ivy beneath her.

    -œHoly shit, Warrick! - Ivy exclaimed.   -œYour little girl can really
cum! -

   Brie writhed in orgasm, rolling her narrow hips into the air and
slamming them back down onto Ivy -(TM)s cum-slicked body.  High pitched
moans filled the air as her orgasm ripped through her.  She humped back
against Ivy -(TM)s invading fingers, trying to wring as much pleasure from
her quaking form as she could.

   Soon, the world came leaking back, and her orgasm slowly faded until her
body merely twitched where once it lewdly humped.  Her burning nerve
endings cooled to a sizzle and then faded.  All that remained were memories
and shivers.  Brie at last rolled off of Ivy and onto her back on the
floor. Only then did she realize her face was coated in a thick film of her
father -(TM)s cum.  It cooled against her skin, but she was too exhausted
to wipe any of it off.

   Finally, Ivy was able to sit up.  It was the first time Warrick had seen
her face since she had gotten under Brie.  She was filthy with the young
girl -(TM)s ejaculate, and her hair was soaked through; it dripped from the
strands in fat droplets.  Her mascara ran down her face, but she wore a
smile.  She turned to Hazel and remembered that her friend had been filming
the whole encounter.  She cheekily flashed the V-sign at the lens.

    -œWhat did you think? - Hazel interviewed her.

    -œThat was fucking nuts, - she giggled, then gestured to Brie,  -œLook
at your baby girl now. -

   Hazel turned the camera toward her daughter.  Brie panted heavily, but
smiled meekly, as if she had just finished a marathon.  Her body glistened
with the combined fluids of her partners and her face was spackled white,
coated thick with her father -(TM)s excessive jizz.  She rolled bashfully
away from the camera and curled her body up.  Hazel lingered on her girlish
bottom a moment longer.

   Ivy said,  -œNot so innocent anymore, - and then Hazel ended the film.
Ivy crawled up to the couch and slouched upon it.  She turned to Hazel and
said,  -œSo, you said there was a long story to tell? -

   Hazel smiled.   -œThere is, and I can tell it. - She paused and looked
around the room.   -œBut first, who -(TM)s going to give me cummies? -
Both she and Ivy looked at Warrick.

   Warrick looked down at his tender cock, hanging limply, then back at
Hazel.   -œSorry honey, I -(TM)m gonna need a bit more time before I -(TM)m
back in the game, - he said apologetically.

    -œUm, - the small voice of Brie piped up.  The group all turned to
face her, her cheeks glowing red behind her cummy veil,  -œI can do that,
Mommy. -

   Ivy slowly turned from the girl to face her mother, and with a smirk she
said,  -œFuck, I love your family. -

   Hazel broke into a wide grin as she gazed at her filthy little girl.  
-œI love my family, too. -

    -œGive me the camera, - Ivy urged,  -œI -(TM)m gonna film the sequel.
-

    -" -" -"

   The end.