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My Eldsest Daughter - Sally

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Sally

I had just changed into a pair of baggy swimming shorts and stepped out to the private poolside next to my house when I caught sight of Sally clad into what must have been the skimpiest bikini ever. The top was just two triangles of cloth covering her nipples while a third, not much larger triangle covered her mound. The rest was basically string making the bottom little more than a thong. Instant boner! I was grateful for the cut of my shorts and hoped Sally wouldn't notice but notice she did! She came to me and rubbed my crouch saying "Nice - take it you like my cossy then?" as she continued to rub her hand up and down my massive erection.

I tried to speak but had to clear my throat a few times before I could answer "Yes - and what's nearly insi
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de it. Haven't you filled out into a very lovely young lady?"

"You mean my tits?" They're not very big but they are rather sensitive - I love playing with them before I get myself off."

I watched dumfounded as she broke off from wanking me to undo the knot holding her top together letting it flutter to the ground exposing herself to me. She cupped her tits gently saying "Ever so sensitive - I'd love your big strong hands on them!" I was like a statue so she took the lead lifting my hand to her breast. "Mumm... Nice! I like that!" She reached up to kiss me as I began to knead her soft flesh. Her mouth was demanding of mine and soon we were kissing passionately, tongues entwined as I warmed to the task. She pressed her body to mine and began to gently hump her still protected cunt against my manhood. Having broken the kiss after an age she demanded "Kiss my tits! Suck them! No one has ever kissed them before." This time I needed no more prompting dropping my mouth to her chest in an instant first gently sucking and biting each of her nipples in turn feeling them swell to hardness between my lips then I sucked her entire left breast into my mouth. Bliss! As she had said, not very big but oh so smooth and firm. Judging by her moans, she was enjoying my actions as much as I was. As I crossed to her right breast drawing it into my mouth, her hand returned to my cock, stroking him through my trunks. She said "He's so big! Think he'll fit my little pussy? I've never fucked before." I nearly came there and then!

She broke away, a hand on each hip at the knots of her bikini bottom. "I'll show you mine if you show me yours!" I didn't hesitate hooking my thumbs into the waistband of my trunks. "One... Two... Three..." she chanted releasing the knots on three as I hauled down my trunks letting my proud erection free as I feasted on Sally's naturally bald cunt. She dropped to her knees in front of me kissing the end of my knob. "Nice! Even bigger than I thought!" With that she wrapped her lips round my cock and took my knob into her hot little mouth. I threw my head back in ecstasy! She pulled him out again saying "I'm going to make you cum!" before taking my knob into her mouth again. This time she slowly slid her mouth alll the way down my giant cock swallowing hard at one point to let me gain access to the tightness of her gullet. Believe me I am not boasting when I say I am not small in that department but she took me all the way to the root. Too right I was going to cum and soon if she kept this up! Keep it up she did bobbing on my cock with a passion and flicking her tongue over my knob at the top of each stroke.

All too soon, for a blow job of this quality you'd want to last for ever, I had to announce "Sally I'm going to cum." just before jetting a gallon of jism into her. I had expected her to pull me out but she just kept going milking my fluid into her belly only stopping when she was sure there was no more to be had.

"Hell, liked that! Loved the way he pulsed as you came. You taste good too."

I pulled her up and cuddled her naked form to me, loving the press of her tits against me. "You loved it? You and me both then! Where did you learn to do that?"

"Well... I've never done it before but I've seen it on a couple of blue movies and figured it couldn't be that hard - it wasn't, but I'm glad he was! You've had my first virginity, only two more to go..."

"Two?" I cut in.

"Yes two, cunt and arse!" she purred in reply running her finger up her pussy lips. "But first I want you to kiss my pussy and make me cum. Then you can fuck me!" Recovering from the shock of what I had heard I led Sally over to a recliner. She lay down, splayed her legs wide and beckoned me to her. My head was instantly between her legs as I savoured her virgin musk. I began to kiss and lick her labia before probing between them with my tongue, before gently parting her labia using both hands to allow my tongue to probe deeper, before sucking her emergent clit into my mouth. At this point she came and came hard. She had been playing with her tits as I pleasured her but now, as her orgasm hit her, she grasped the back of my head and pushed me down onto her cunt as hard as she was able. Taking the hint I began to fuck her little organ with my mouth and pressed a finger to her anus. "Yes!" she yelled "Yes!" as I slowly inserted the digit making her come all the harder. Knowing she wouldn't be able to take much more of this level of pleasure I slowly wound down after I reckoned she had had 'the big one' and climbed on to the recliner beside her cuddling her to me.

After a while she managed to find enough breath to ask "And where did you learn to do that?"

"Years of experience and as much practice as I can get!" was my most truthful answer as I _love_ eating cunt. "Come on - lets go for a swim!" She looked at me forlornly about to speak but I cut her off saying "You need some respite after that." I hauled her up and we raced to the pool both diving in, Sally somewhat more gracefully than I!

We messed about for a while, splashing each other and touching intimately before Sally wrapped her hand round my cock and declared "Time to dry off. I've waited long enough for this fuck!" So we got out and dried each other off. By the end of the process my cock was rock hard and raring to go. Taking my hand, Sally led me back to the recliner once more lying down and splaying her legs wide. "Come on - I'm all yours." Coming on top, I set my bloated knob at the entrance of her still blocked little love hole and pressed gently forward. Sally was not for the gentle approach humping her body up against me as soon as she felt me there forcing my cock into her. She yelped loudly as I took her but still she pressed up as my cock slowly, oh so slowly for she was so tight, slid into her parting her vaginal walls for the first time. Eventually when she had all of my long, thick cock inside her and I could feel her cunt clutching at every last millimetre of my erection, we began to fuck with me slowly sliding in and out of her velvety tightness until her first vaginally induced orgasm swept over her. I then hooked her legs over my shoulders freeing my hands to massage her chest as I upped the pace. Two, three, four orgasms coursed through Sally before I knew I was going to cum and cum big time. I announced this to Sally but she just said "Cum in me - I want to feel your stuff in me!" I went into overload, my cock pulsing time and again as I delivered my homage to Sally's tightness. For her part Sally came again really, really hard just as she felt the first wave of sperm hit her cervix.

Unhooking her legs I rolled us over onto our sides. We lay holding each other, still coupled, for a long time recovering. After a while I felt Sally clutch her cunt muscles on me. "Still big? Good - you've still got my arse to do. Loved it with your finger in there - reckon your cock'll be even better!" With that she pulled away, knelt on the recliner, positioned so that I could stand behind her, and pulled her bum cheeks apart. I went to my allotted position and kissed her wrinkled little anus, probing into her with my tongue before setting my shaft in place. "Go easy" she said "but it should be OK - I squeezed some lub in earlier."

"The little schemer" I thought as I pressed into her, her arse yielding with surprising ease "she's planned all this!"

With my knob firmly implanted in her rear she said "That feels so good! Give me more! Give me him all! Hold nothing back!" So taking her at her word I bored the entirety of my oversized manhood into her, savouring the smoothness of her hot, tight rear. After only a few slow strokes Sally came again and again every time my cock bottomed out in her rear. She started chanting "Cum in my arse, cum in my arse, now, now. NOW!" Right on cue my cock exploded delivering another heavy load into Sally.

I was still ensconced in Sally's rear when I heard a voice "Having fun you two? You do look good together." Helen! Sally's mother!

We untangled ourselves as Helen crossed to us. She kissed her daughter and ran her hand over her pussy. "Well? What do you think? Enjoy your first fuck?"

"Yes Mum. It was wicked! I'm going to want to do that lots!" Sally replied reciprocating the action, Helen being equally naked.

Helen turned to me "And what did you think John?"

"She was wonderful! Lots won't be a problem!"

"Good but now my pussy could do with some attention! I've got so hot watching and filming the pair of you all afternoon!" Helen nodded towards a videocam set on a tripod before she took up the position her daughter had not much earlier on the recliner as Sally sucked my pecker back up to working pressure. Our daughter watched avidly as I sunk my rod into my twin sister's familiarly tight cunt...

A crossdresser Son and his Dad

tracker9 on Incest Stories

            My story begins when I was younger. My two older Sisters would play dress up with me. Dressing me up in their clothes. As we grew older the games stopped but I would still ask them to dress me. They told our Mother what I asked them. Her response was that if I still wanted to play dress up I should be allowed to. So the games continued. As I grew into my teens it was not uncommon for me to come home from school get cleaned up and go to my sisters’ room and get dressed up. I was not at all uncomfortable running around the house wearing panties, stockings, and a nightgown. Even in front of my Brother and Father.

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n">            One evening when I was around sixteen my Mother called me into her room and asked me to sit down. She wanted to ask me if I had ever thought about sleeping with a man while wearing the girl’s things. I told her that I had wondered about it. Her next statement really floored me. She went into an explanation that it was tradition in our family that Dad would sleep with the girls when they turned sixteen. She said that she and dad had been talking and wondered if I might to be treated like one of the girls since I liked to dress like one. I was shocked but I was also curious. She said that dad would stop anytime I wanted him to and I did not have to do anything I did not want to. I thought about for a minute then asked Mom when. She said that we could do this tonight and that she would be there to show me what to do. I said okay. Mom told me to go shave and take a good shower. When I was finished to meet her and the girls in my room.

            After I had cleaned up really good I went to my room. Mom and my Sisters were all three sitting on my bed. They had several items of lingerie that I had always liked. They dressed me in a satiny pair of panties with matching garter belt and stockings, then a really nice silky nightgown that just covered the top of the stockings. Mom then told me to sit down for a minute. For the first time ever they applied makeup to my face. This was a new experience but it did make me feel really sexy. Mom said for me to wait in my room with my Sisters until she came to get me. It was just a minute before she did. She took me by the hand and led me to her and Dad’s room. Several candles placed around the room lighted the room. Dad was lying on the bed patiently waiting for us.

            Mom gently led me to the bed and said for me to lie next to him. She removed her housecoat to reveal she was dressed in an outfit just like mine. She climbed into the bed and started kiss Dad. They broke the kiss and Dad turned towards me and gently kissed me on the lips. I was really nervous but excited at the same time. After we kissed for a minute or so Mom said that the first thing I needed to do was to learn how to suck his dick. She opened her mouth and slid it into her mouth. She began a rhythmic bobbing of her head and it appeared that dad was enjoying it. She let it slide out of her mouth and told me to “come here” I slid over to her and she said, “Okay, just open your mouth and put it in. When you have as much in your mouth as you can comfortably get close your lips around it. Watch your teeth, and slide your mouth up and down the length while sucking it.” So that is what I did. I opened my mouth and took it in. Closed my lips around it and slip my mouth up and down the length while sucking. It felt so warm and hard in my mouth. I heard Dad start to breath really fast. He said, “ I’m going to come soon”. I was enjoying it so much that I wanted him to come in my mouth. He tensed up as his dick felt like it expanded as he came in my mouth. I don’t know how but I managed to get it all without chocking. I liked the way it tasted. It was both salty and twangy at the same time. Mom said that I could spit it out if I wanted but I swallowed it instead.

            After resting for a few minutes Dad said that he was ready to continue. Mom said for me to take off my panties and get comfortable on my stomach. I did as she instructed and got really comfortable in the middle of the bed. I felt Dad get up close behind me and start kissing the back of my neck. As he did he gently rubbed the cheeks of my ass. Then he slid his finger in against my hole. He gently rubbed me until suddenly his finger slid inside. I tensed a little but I really liked the way it felt. I relaxed and he continued to slide his finger in and out of me. Then he slid a second finger in. He continued to slide his fingers in and out of me until he had a third finger in me. He slowly removed all three fingers and said to Mom “I think he’s ready.” Mom then spread my cheeks she said “this may be cold at first. I am putting some lubricating jelly so that everything will go easier.” She applied some of the jelly directly to my hole and massaged it in. Then she slid away from me and Dad came up behind me again.

            He kissed the back of my neck again and suddenly I felt the head of his dick pressed against my hole. He applied a gentle but steady pressure as he slid into me. Before I knew it I had his entire dick inside of me. He began to gently slide in and out of me. Dad started fucking me faster and faster until I felt his dick expand like it did in my mouth. He went stiff and I felt the warmth as he came inside of me. The combined feeling of the stockings, nightgown, the fullness of having his dick in me, the warmth of his cum were just to much and I shot my own cum all over the bed and my lingerie. It was wonderful. Dad let his cock slip out of me and we both just lay there basking in the afterglow of the experience.

            Mom told me later that I would soon be able to be with the girls sexually if I wanted. I did but that is another story as is the experiences with my Brother.

           

Harper Valley Revisited – Part 2 – The Party

Janet2 on Incest Stories

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We drove Kylie home, all of us in the front seat, with Kylie sitting beside me dressed again in her little skirt and sleeveless top and Ashton beside her. Kylie and her sisters and father live only a couple of miles from us so it was a short drive with none of us saying much, me lost in thoughts of where our actions seemed to be leading and having second thoughts about the whole thing.

As we neared her driveway and I pulled to a stop, Kylie turned to me, placed her hand on my thigh, and said "You and

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Ashton are coming Saturday, aren’t you?"

"Kylie – I just don’t know about this. I mean ……." I paused as Kylie put her small finger to my lips.

Quietly she said, "Shhh. I think I know what you are going to say, Parker. But don’t you know that all of the girls are safe at these parties. None of us have to do anything we don’t want to do, and what better introduction to sex can there be than to have it done by men with some experience who are considerate of their partners. I mean all of our fathers are there and we know they would not let anything happen that would hurt us. Or would you rather Ashton end up in the backseat of the car of some teenager who could care less about her feelings?"

"Yeah, I know – I think the same thing – but then think that I’m just rationalizing it all away. I still don’t know about Saturday – we’ll see. I need to talk to Ashton about all of this." I said.

She smiled knowingly and said, "OK Parker – I think she really wants to do this and I really think it would be good for her – I know it has been for me. But you talk to her about it and consider her decision about all this – I know she’s thought about it a lot and knows what she wants."

Kylie squeezed my leg and kissed me as Ashton got out of the car. She released my mouth and whispered into my ear "Parker, I REALLY want you to come to that party Saturday. I want to be your first when you get there. I promise you’ll have a really good time." With that she leaned over, providing an arousing view of her cleavage, and whispered promises of what she would do if we would come to the party.   Her soft whispers were accompanied by her warm breath on my ear like a soft summer breeze tinted with young girl smell.   Damn, I nearly lost it right then and there.

"Kylie, how can I say no after that sort of invitation. And if Ashton still wants to go, we’ll be there." I stammered.

"OK, I don’t think Ashton is going to change her mind, right Ash?" She said. Ashton smiled and nodded. "Great. I’m sure I’ll see you guys there", she added with a grin and a wink as she slid out of the car.

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Ashton got back in the car and I put the car in gear and we headed home. She moved close to me and put her arm through mine and just hugged it to her chest, not speaking but smiling up at me as I tried to keep the car on the road.

The next two days were a blur. Just went by in no time at all. Ashton and I did not repeat our sexual activity – just did a lot of hugging and exchanging "I love you’s" often.   Ashton was as happy as I have ever seen her and I expect the time went much slower for her than it did for me. We agreed that what she, Kylie, and I had done was enjoyable, for all concerned, but I think we both were a bit more self conscious around each other than we had ever been before. So, we waited for the big party, not knowing exactly what to expect but knowing it was going to involve Ashton, as well as other young girls, and sex.

Saturday arrived and Ashton was up early. She spent all morning trying to decide what to wear. I was trying to put the finishing touches on an article that I was writing for a financial newsletter I publish periodically. I got very little done with Ashton coming down every so often to model her latest choice. She looked great in all of them and I told her so, but that didn’t help her make a choice. Finally we both agreed on an outfit – a short pleated skirt with a sleeveless blouse that buttoned up the front over blue bikini panties and matching blue push-up bra. She had applied only light make-up and looked the epitome of the young innocent.

The party was scheduled for 10:00 at Jerry’s house, about a 10 minute drive from our place. We didn’t leave until 10:00 so were a little late arriving. Ashton rode all the way over on her side of the car and when we got there we just sat in the car looking at each other, neither of us sure what to expect inside. Finally Ashton slid over to me and gave me a very deep kiss. When I could get my breath back, I whispered, "Ready?" She nodded, smiling, hair falling over that left eye said, “Are you?”   I gave her an ‘I guess so’ shrug and opened the door.   As we got out of the car, I noticed she had unbuttoned the top three buttons of her blouse, revealing the tempting cleavage that resulted from the little push-up bra she wore. I frowned a little at her but she just smiled and walked on ahead of me to the front door.

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At the door Ashton rang the doorbell. Chimes could be heard over muted laughter from somewhere. The door opened and there stood Jerry with a big smile on his face. "Well, well, you did decide to show up. I was worried that you may have changed your mind. Noel told me that Kylie had convinced you. Come on in, they’re all in the den." Jerry put his arm around Ashton’s waist and hugged her close as he escorted her, with me following behind, into a large den, with a patio visible through sliding glass doors. The patio overlooked a huge landscaped yard surrounded by a high privacy fence. People were milling around inside and out on the patio – a few on the grass nearby. As we entered the den I heard a girlish shout from across the way - "ASHTON !!!", and saw Kylie running toward us. She glanced at me before hugging Ashton and planting a very sexy kiss on her lips. Ashton momentarily taken aback by such a welcome hesitated only a few seconds before returning the embrace and enthusiastically responding, tongues obviously mutually exploring each others mouths.   I remember thinking at the time, ‘looks like they may have done that before’.

When they finally came up for air, Kylie turned her pretty head to me and said "Parker, you guys are late – you ought to be ashamed to make me worry so – but I’m soooo glad you and Ashton did come after all. When you weren’t here at 10:00, I was worried that you weren’t coming at all. I was really going to be mad at you if you hadn’t come."

"Sorry, Kylie. It just took longer to get ready than we had planned but we aren’t too late. And we have been looking forward to coming as well." I replied.

"OK, Parker," Jerry interrupted, "let me introduce you to some of the other folks here while Kylie shows Ashton around."

"Fine," I said and tuned with him to meet a group of dads standing nearby. Noel was in the group, and although I had seen some of the others before, other than Jerry, he was the only one I had really met before. I offered him my hand and said "Hi Noel, we saw Kylie already. Good to see you again."

He shook my hand and, grinning, said "Yeah, I heard. Kylie has been looking for you and worrying that you weren’t going to show. Glad you made it."

I turned to the other men in the group and shook hands as I was introduced to George, Brad, and Warwick. All had daughters there. When we first entered the den I noticed that most of the young girls were congregated together on one side and their fathers and a couple of what I assumed were mothers were on the other side. At our entrance and general incorporation into the group, everyone began to intermingle, as though they had all been waiting on us. Perhaps, more likely we just got there at the right time. As the other men in our little group wandered off, in search of their favorite girl I’m sure, Kylie came running (gosh, doesn’t that bundle of energy ever slow down?) back with Ashton and her sisters, Jenna and Natalie. Of course I had met Jenna before but not Natalie. Together their resemblance to each other was remarkable. Natalie was obviously older than the other two but did not look her 19 years. Jenna, a year younger than Kylie, could have passed as her twin. All three were beautiful young girls, Natalie exhibiting a wee bit more mature sophistication than her sisters but, obviously, still a teen. But it was Kylie whose appearance and manner intrigued me. She was so self confident yet with a sweet innocence that shown through that outer beauty, spiced by that mischievous sparkle that came and went in her eyes.

"Dad, here’s Ashton. Isn’t Parker a hunk?" and without waiting for a reply, "Parker, you know Jenna and this is Natalie. She’s been dying to meet you after hearing Jenna and me go on about you."

I’m sure I actually blushed at this girl’s unabashed compliment. "Well, I hope she’s not disappointed," I said. "I certainly am not. Beauty in the extreme obviously runs in this family. Natalie, it is a pleasure to meet such an attractive young lady. With three beautiful daughters such as you, Noel is a lucky man."

"You bet he is, and he knows it. We remind him every chance we get," replied Kylie digging her father in the ribs. "OK, now dad, Parker is with me. And I know you will probably end up with Larissa and I think George would be perfect for Ashton." Kylie – taking charge. But I had no objections at all. I looked at Ashton and saw that she was looking shyly at Noel.

"OK, sweetie, that’s fine with me if it is ok with Parker and Ashton, but they may want to take it easy at first. This sort of get together takes some getting used to for some people," Noel said. Turning to Ashton he said, "You know, sweetheart, you don’t have to do anything here you don’t want to do. If you say you don’t like what someone is doing or wants to do, just say no . It’s as simple as that. Sometimes some of the guys might think you are just pretending you don’t want to do something and might not stop. If you really mean no, tell them firmly that you ‘really don’t want to do that’ and they should stop. No one has ever done anything that a girl didn’t either agree to or at least not object to that I am aware of at these gatherings and I don’t think there will be any problem. But – just in case, either your dad or I will be nearby. Just holler for one of us if you need to and we’ll handle it. OK?"

Ashton, nodded and said thanks. I don’t know about Ashton, but I was relieved to hear him say this. I expect it was as much for my benefit as Ashton’s.

As we talked, George and his daughter Larissa joined us with Larissa going up to Noel. They joined in a distinctly intimate embrace, Larissa turning her pretty head up to Noel’s. Noel held her face between his hands and they exchanged a very deep, prolonged kiss. When they broke from the kiss, still hugging each other tightly, she whispered, but loud enough for us to hear, "I’ve so missed you, Noel." Noel smiled down at her, pulled her closer and whispered in her ear. Didn’t catch what he said but Larissa broke out in a big grin and nodded enthusiastically. It was obvious that these two were not strangers, in fact had a thing about each other.

Noel, still holding Larissa by the waist, turned to Ashton and introduced her to George. "Ashton, Kylie is right about George here. I think he is about as good a guy as you’ll find at these gatherings, and he has expressed an interest in getting to know you better, so if you and your father have no objections I’ll turn you over to him and let you get better acquainted," he said with a glance and wink in my direction.   Two other men came over and whispered to Natalie and Jenna who turned and, excusing themselves, left with the men.

George was a very nice looking man, actually what Kylie would call a hunk I’m sure, and with Noel providing the satisfactory reference, I had no objections to his being Ashton’s partner. Ashton, looking like the innocent little teen that she is, or was, just looked at George and shyly went to stand beside him.

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Most seats were taken but we spotted an unoccupied love seat and chair near one wall and proceeded to claim them. Kylie arm in arm with me, our little group walked by several other small groups, usually one or two men with a young girl or two together. One of those groups contained a man, a grown woman, and an extremely cute little girl. I had no idea how old she was but would not have been surprised if she were pre-teen, perhaps as young as 10 or so. The woman was bending to kiss her while the man with them knelt and was running his hands up and down her legs. Her chest appeared virtually flat with just the hint of budding breasts underneath a thin little tank top. There was no evidence of a bra and I doubted she would need one for some time to come. All of this I absorbed in the 10 seconds it took to walk to our chosen seats.

"Down boy," whispered Kylie to me. "Put you eyes back in your head and lets sit down on this love seat. There’s room for us and George and Ashton too, I think." I did not see how four people were going to fit on that one love seat but didn’t argue. As I stood to let Kylie sit first, she said "No, you sit Parker, then I’ll join you. Here, sit right there," as she pushed me down and proceeded to sit on my lap. George sat next to me and patted his lap for Ashton to sit there. (OK, so four could sit on a love seat built for two.) With only momentary hesitation, she did so. Noel and Larissa were similarly ensconced in the chair next to us. Kylie bent her head and kissed me lightly on the lips. I admit that to receive those lovely lips I had to consciously close my mouth, so astonished was I at what I was seeing going on around me that it had been hanging open.

"Comfy?" she asked with a smile.

With her warm little bottom sitting directly over the center of the only brain cells that were working at the time, I nodded and said "Extremely," adding inanely, "How about you?"

Squirming on my lap a bit and causing a lump to arise beneath her that she could not help but notice, she whispered "Extremely," breaking into a mischievous grin. Then evidencing a very intensely serious expression, so attractive on such a young girl, said, " Parker, we don’t need to do anything right now. I know this is all very new to you and we can just sit here and watch if you’d like." Then turning mischievous again, added in a deep little girl voice, "If I do anything to you that you don’t like or want me to, just say no and I’ll stop – OK?" I could not help but laugh out loud, causing some heads to turn in our direction, at her imitation of her father’s little speech earlier.

"Kylie, I promise. But I doubt that will be necessary." I said.

"OK. I’m just going to snuggle here where it’s so warm and let you watch a little bit. At this party we can do whatever we want to whenever we want to, so take your time." She said as she snuggled deeper into my lap, allowing my growing erection to push up slightly between her legs. "mmmmmm," she whimpered as she closed her eyes and lay her pretty little head on my shoulder and continued to move on my lap, first spreading her legs slightly to allow my member to rise as high as the restriction of my trousers would allow, then closing them and capturing that rising between her thighs.

Despite the distraction of Kylie and her ‘snuggling’, I was mesmerized at the proceedings. All around me men were beginning to openly fondle the young girls, over there raising a skirt to rub and squeeze a perfectly shaped little ass, next, things had progressed with the man and woman who had started on the young innocent I had passed earlier. The girl was still standing but they had her top completely off, her panties on the floor, and she was holding her skirt, raised to the waist to allow the kneeling woman to nuzzle between her legs. Opening her eyes and noticing where I was looking, Kylie whispered that the girl was named Kristen, and that that was her mother and the man was a guy named Connor. With the mother so engaged, the man, not her father, was gently suckling her budding breasts, softly biting at the small but erect nipples. Kristen was making no objections to her treatment, quite the contrary, she seemed to be enjoying it immensely, actually moving her body back and forth, slowly humping her mother’s mouth. It, quite honestly, was one of the most erotic sights I had ever seen.

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I sat watching for around five minutes before Kylie, tiring of my inattention to her, began to ‘snuggle’ with more enthusiasm, and, reaching for my right hand, moved it to her breast, her hand over mine. and squeezed lightly. I took the not so subtle hint, and began fondling her breast through her thin blouse, feeling the breast pushing against the fabric of her thinner bra, a hard nipple underneath very apparent. She turned her head up to me, the most beautiful blue bedroom eyes I had ever seen staring at me, lips open, moist and inviting. I leaned to her and we kissed. Such was that kiss that I lost all awareness of anything except the willing, pliant, beautiful little Kylie on my lap. As we kissed she worked her hands between us and began to unfasten the buttons of her blouse.

Once all buttons were undone she leaned away from me and said. "Take it off of me, Parker." I pushed the blouse from her shoulders and she busied her hands at my belt, unfastening and unzipping my trousers. My erection instantly freed through the opening in my boxers. "Now my bra," she whispered. I fumbled a bit to find a clasp in her back before she smiled and said, "It fastens in front".

"Oh," I grinned sheepishly, going to the clasp between those perfect little breasts, freeing them and pushing the bra back off of her shoulders to join the blouse on the floor. Next she was at my shirt. I had a casual pull over shirt which she pulled up and over my head with surprising agility. Then she pressed those softly firm little mounds into my chest and kissed me again, her hands rubbing my back, my hands roaming down her back to cup the cheeks of her little ass through the fabric of her short skirt, pulling it up and touching the bare skin of those cheeks. I thought for a moment that she must not be wearing panties, but she pulled away from me and, with a smile stood, reached under her skirt and removed the thong she had been wearing. Then kneeling she removed my shoes and socks, grabbed the legs of my trousers and pulled them, boxers and all, off of me. I was then sitting on the small sofa totally nude with an erection so intense that it actually was a little painful. Kylie was standing in front of me with only that short skirt on and it riding dangerously high. Smiling at me she pulled it higher, displaying the sexiest patch of honey blond hair at that special junction and allowing her to spread her legs and return to my lap, this time straddling me, wrapping her arms around my neck and sliding forward, stopping when she had trapped my cock between our stomachs, my aching scrotum pressing against the soft pubic hair above her little pussy.

She moved – God did this little girl have moves – against me, rubbing, my cock firmly wedged between us, her skirt up above her waist. Then she moved higher, the nipples of those small breasts tangling with my chest hair, to allow my cock to slide between her spread legs. Now positioned beneath her and between her thighs, the upper part of it rubbing along her extremely moist crack and beyond. She moved back and forth as our kiss became a marathon of licking, nibbling, sucking each others mouths and tongues. Then adjusting position ever so slightly she poised my erection at just the right place and lowered her body. I entered her as she slowly, ever so slowly lowered herself onto me. Words cannot describe the exquisite pleasure such friction elicits. Just an inch or two of penetration, then back up. We broke the kiss and I looked up at her beautiful face, her expression so innocent and wanton at the same time, eyes closed, breathing faster causing her small chest to rise and fall rapidly. My mouth gravitated of its own volition to her right breast. There I suckled, savoring the womanly taste of so young a partner. She moaned and put her hand behind my head pressing my mouth harder against her soft breast. I bit the nipple lightly, causing more movement from her hips. With each movement, more horizontal now than vertical, more of me slipped into her most intimate of places. She moved my head to the other breast and I repeated my actions there. Her movements increased, now matched by my own thrusts. No more slow insertion. I was now plumbing her depths. With each full thrust I could feel the head of my cock hit her cervix, each time eliciting louder moans and whimpers. I bit the nipple harder then sucked as much of that small breast into my mouth as possible, laving it there with my tongue. Kylie was just an insatiable sex partner, wanting more and more it seemed. My resistance was fading and there was no way I could last more than a minute longer if this kept up. I moved my hands from her back down to her hips to slow her down a little. Sensing that I needed to slow down, she slowed her movements to a near halt, me buried to the hilt. Then, the most amazing thing that I have ever felt, not from any other partner I have ever had, and I’ve had a few, happened. Sitting perfectly still with me embedded in her, she started squeezing, then relaxing, then squeezing, then relaxing, those vaginal muscles. Over and over and over.

"My God, Kylie, I can’t last if you keep that up. OH GOD, Kylie." I gasped as she continued, not stopping the squeeze, relax, squeeze, relax. I erupted into her most intimate of places, scalding her with my seed. Still embedded in her, I held her close, so close. She hugged me hard and we sat, lay there in an embrace that seemed to last forever as I managed to regain some control over my breathing and she also, head on my shoulder again, began to breathe at a more normal rate. After what seemed an age, she raised her head and, smiling down at me with her hair sweaty from exertion and those bedroom eyes sort of glazed over, asked. "You liked?"

SECTION 6

Looking at that face, still obviously sexually aroused, I could only mumble, "My GOD", again, "you have to ask?? I have never, never had such a mind blowing orgasm. I’ve had partners twice your age with ten times the experience and never had that done to me. How in the hell do you do that."

Knowing exactly what I meant she said, "I’ve practiced a lot. Do you know what a PC muscle is? It’s really the pubococcygeus muscle – and I can control it pretty well, don’t you think?"

"Well, yes I know what a PC muscle is but I have never, NEVER, experienced one who uses it like you do."

"MMMMMM, Parker, you feel soo good in me, even soft. I would like to lie like this with you forever. But first – you have to let me cum too."

"Ha, girl. It’s your own fault you know. If you hadn’t made it impossible for me to stop, we’d still be doing it and you’d have had multiple orgasms by now."

"Well, I know I got you to go before me, sort of on purpose. But now is the time for all good soldiers to come to the aid of their damsels in distress," she smiled down at me.

I protested saying," You mean you expect me to do it again now. Jeeze, Kylie, I’m a pretty good soldier but I’m only human. Men have to rest a bit after that sort of thing."

" I bet you can do it right now. I’m going to show you. I know you did it to me right after doing Ashton on Wednesday, so I know you can. Just wait and let me do my thing" she smiled as she leaned to kiss me, then moving to my ear, whispering into it.   I could hear her breath coming a bit faster, feel that summer breeze again.   “I love you Parker and I love what you do to me, and I want you to do it some more.   I want you to fuck me Parker, I know you can, right now.”   Damn, that is so erotic.   I began to slowly stiffen.

She leaned away from me, pressing my growing erection fully into her. "See." She said with a smile in her voice, "But there’s more."

She began her squeezing again. Squeeze, relax, squeeze, relax. Amazingly, I felt my member respond further. Still not to its full capacity, but respond nonetheless.

"Ahh. That’s it Parker, see I told you. Now, look at me," she said as she continued to lean away from me. I did. She had the most innocent expression on her face, just a slight pout, looking down at me, eyes so blue you could get lost in them, moving her hips and squeezing, relaxing, over and over.   Her hands were on her small breasts, rubbing and squeezing, pinching her nipples.   I felt my cock grow to full erection and beyond, so sexy was the sight of little Kylie sitting with my cock fully embedded and virtually cooing with pleasure. She closed her eyes,   leaned her head back, and hands still on those beautiful breasts, thrust her hips forward to engulf me to the fullest. "Ohh, Parker, you feel sooooo gooood in me. Fuck me, Parker, fuck me hard."

What a feeling. Kylie’s pussy had engulfed my cock and it seemingly had a mind of its own, totally erect and plunging into her tight hole. Looking up at her, she was no longer the innocent little girl. This was a harlot, a slut, a woman who wanted nothing more than to be fucked silly. I responded by pounding, harder and harder at her small opening, fully to the hilt each time, feeling her depths, holding her by her hips and thrusting her down onto me as I pushed upwards. She aided the motion by thrusting downward as I pulled her to me, making small moaning sounds each time my cock was embedded fully.

I held her hips, slowing things down a bit. "Slow down, sweetheart, I want this one to last a while", I gasped between labored breaths. "The second time for me is always a longer one. You got me going a lot quicker than usual that first go round but this time I want to make SURE you get there. Maybe more than once."

Smiling through her sexual haze, she leaned forward and said, "Wanna bet? I’ll give you one but that’s it. If you can make me cum more than that, I’m yours forever."

Mine forever??   With that kind of incentive how could I fail.   I knew my capacity and, though this girl was straining it to its limits, I thought I could last. Plus I had a few tricks up my sleeve, so to speak.

SECTION 7

Kylie smiled. We kissed, another of those long nibbly, bitey, sucking kisses. As we did so I changed her movements. Sitting on my lap – with me nearly prone – I began to move her hips backwards and forwards instead of up and down, a horizontal movement rather than vertical. This had the effect of bending my very rigidly erect member approximately 90 degrees each time we did this. Some what painfully at first but then, actually more erotic sensations passed through my body.   But it gave Kylie the pleasant sensation of rubbing her very erect clit over the top of my cock each time she moved backwards.   Within a half dozen movements I could feel her shudder, I allowed her motion to change to slow full penetration then back to rub her clit, then full penetration again. She hugged me so hard that I could hardly breathe and, as she squealed aloud, I knew I had succeeded, at least for the first orgasm. But she didn’t stop, I’ll have to hand it to her. She continued her slow movements for a few minutes, then, stopped and began the squeeze, release routine again.   But this time, as much as I enjoyed what she was doing, I wanted HER to feel more pleasure.

“Kylie, stop.   This time just sit there and let me do MY thing.” I said.   She ceased her movements and stopped squeezing my cock and looked down at me, a questioning, pleading expression on her face.   Holding her hips I then pushed her backward slightly, to where I felt that erect little clit of hers just above the base of my cock.   She uttered a sweet little gasp, her mouth forming a perfect O.   Then I began to exercise MY PC muscle.   Tensing, I caused my cock to jump within her.   Release and tense again.   Slowly at first, then more rapidly.   I heard her whimper and, leaning forward, she wrapped her arms around my neck as I continued to make my cock jump in her pussy, causing her to feel the effect directly on her clit as well as within her body. (This can be dangerous if the goal is long term intercourse, for it causes incredibly pleasant sensations in the male as well as the female.   Fortunately, I did not have to continue long.)   Kylie, moaning and trying to move her hips against my hold, kissed me over and over, only little pecks between labored breathing, hugging my neck so tight I thought It might break, uttered one long moan of ecstasy, as she reached that blissful plateau for the second time.   I released my hold on her hips and freed her to her own movements.

Kissing me hard again, she just began pounding her little body up and down on me, saying "Now cum in me, Parker, come on, please, cum in me again. I want to feel it, I want your cum in me sooooo bad.”

Jeeze, how in the hell could I resist that. This little angel sitting astride me with my cock buried in her little pussy begging me to cum in her. I totally lost it as I felt her third orgasm grip her. I probably deposited more cum in her vaginal canal than I had the first time as I watched her in the sexual bliss of that moment. So sexy, so glowing, so very erotic her expression, smiling, grinning, shouting, hugging me, kissing me.

As the ecstasy retreated, we both collapsed into each others arms, locked in our embrace. She with her head on my chest, me with my head buried in her maze of hair, smelling her, sweaty, lusty even there.

Raising her head and looking at me, glowing in the aftermath of our marathon session, kissing me between words, she said, "God, Parker, you win. I have never felt like that with ANYONE before. That was amazing, you are amazing. Jeeze, not only are you a hunk, you fuck like – like , I don’t know – like my dad, only better," Giggling, she added, "but don’t tell him I said that."   Again wrapping those little arms around my neck, she buried her head in my shoulder.

"Sweetheart," I said softly into her ear, "You may not believe this, but I have probably been with a hundred women in my life, and I have never, EVER, had a partner like you. You have the most talented body and – something else, special – that I have EVER encountered. If you were about 20 years older I’d ask you to marry me." We both laughed at that, breaking the tension a bit. Kylie kissed me and I kissed back, a long slow, loving kiss that somehow seemed to hold promise for the future. Then Kylie glanced to her right, then back to me, with the biggest grin on her face I had yet seen.

Section 8


Glancing to my left casually at that point, I had reason to doubt not only my own retinas but my very sanity.

My beautiful Ashton was still seated on George’s lap but conversation appeared to have been discarded in favor of some rudimentary lessons in thermal upsizing. With her head lying back on his left shoulder, I watched stunned as George, nuzzling her neck and whispering words of encouragement it seemed, began to gently fondle my daughter’s breasts. I heard her give out a little gasp of surprise as she wriggled beneath his touch. He was extremely loving and gentle with her and I knew Ashton was in safe-keeping.

Turning her head slightly allowed George to kiss her tenderly, while at the same time his right hand began its travels southward, across the flat of her youthful belly towards its inevitable destination that lay temporarily at least, hidden from view beneath her skirt, but whose convex shape gently protruded just above the apex of her already slightly spread legs. Just for a second I caught her expression of urgency if not the slightest trepidation , as his hand cupped her soft little mound through her clothing.

So hot was the scene alongside me, my hand instinctively found its way between Kylie’s legs once more and despite the warm cum still trickling out of her, I slipped two fingers up inside her and began to finger her with increasing pressure. My efforts were rewarded by Kylie beginning to moan softly now, one hand gently caressing her own breasts as her pleasure increased with each inbound exploratory.

George’s left hand, encircling Ashton’s neck had now gained entry to her hot little push-up, helped not a little by the three buttons, her forward-planning earlier had dictated should remain undone. I just stared fascinated as he began manipulating her nipple as he applied more pressure to the center of her skirt. No doubt she would have opened her mouth and gasped had not George been kissing her so passionately at that juncture. Even as he slid his hand up beneath my daughter’s skirt, that very action alone causing the pleated material to ride high up her thighs, I could see Ashton becoming aroused to the point of desperation.

Speaking of which, Kylie at that moment was taking things into her own hands as it were, as the most delicately shaped little hand suddenly enclosed my own erection and proceeded to apply what could only be described as the "therapy of the Gods," keeping time with my own digital penetrations of her ultimately hot and sexy little body.

By the time Ashton’s bikini-pants were exposed in all their technicolor glory, George had her completely on the edge. Unable to sit still now, she had brought her own hand up to his and was pushing down on the back of his hand as he began to rub her right through the almost transparent material.

"Can I take them off sweetheart?" I heard him whisper to her.

Jesus, did he have to be so polite? I was at the point of leaning across and ripping them down myself. As if sensing my own escalating needs, Kylie began to increase the rhythmic tempo her hand was affording my erection. What I was doing to her defies belief!

At that point, George began tugging her panties down, the effect of which was to expose to all and sundry, my daughter’s lightly furred triangle of unutterable appeal not to mention those cute moist lips between which George was now sinking his middle finger so dexterously.

"That is soo hot isn’t it Parker?" Kylie whispered between little sighs of pleasure and angling a glance in Ashton’s direction, while still paying my nether regions the attention they so richly craved. "It makes my dad mega-hot watching the other dads doing stuff to me. Are you going to let George fuck her ?"

Hearing this little cutie utter those ultimately coarse words and with the imminent reality of the situation to my left, I realized I was a lost cause. There was nothing I desired more right then I had to admit, than to see my daughter fucked into total submission while I watched. I nodded in reply.

I didn’t have long to wait either! With her bikini pants but a memory now, George had not only her blouse unbuttoned to the waist, but her beautiful and proud little breasts well free of the push-up. "Hot damn" I thought to myself, her nipples weren’t that erect when she and I shared that most beautiful of unions when Kylie was over our place. My mouth was rapidly drying up as I watched him remove both her top and bra, leaving just her skirt for some token modesty. Ashton was approaching obvious critical heat as she responded to George’s whispered suggestion that she now straddle his lap facing him. If anything, being in simply that short skirt made it just that much hotter. Despite Kylie’s unreal ministrations and what must obviously have been her own regenerated orgasm to judge by her muted gasps and the feel of warm fluid enveloping my fingers deep within her pussy, I could not drag my gaze from my daughter’s imminent fate.

Her wonderfully sculptured breasts undulated as George kissed her front-on while freeing up his erection from the confines of his trousers. His being fully dressed, added a surreal if not fully dominating edge to my daughter’s impending, yet semi-voluntary defilement. Just for a second, I saw Ashton’s momentary hesitation but then she herself took a hold of George’s masculinity and guided it between her own legs. Right about then, I doubt I could have told you my middle name, who was sitting on my lap or even if George Bush might get himself re-elected. All I saw was George and my daughter passionately kissing one another while he cupped her three-quarters exposed bottom with both hands, pulling her hard towards him as he quite obviously sank into her right to the hilt.

As their rhythm stabilized I could see Ashton totally glazed-over with pleasure as he thrust up into her. For her part she was fucking him right back – those beautiful hips maintaining control. I wondered if George’s cock was at the mercy of those wonderfully effective vaginal muscles. Judging by his reaction, she certainly had his number every bit as much as he had hers.

On impulse, I kissed Kylie and told her I loved her so much, even as she brought me to what was always going to be the inevitable result of her handiwork. I spurted a considerable amount of hot cum principally across her tummy and fingers. She just smiled that goddamn cheeky little smile she does so well and nuzzled my neck, still just holding my cock tightly.

I heard it, but I could hardly believe it. Ashton was wriggling, totally uninhibited now, almost bucking as George took her the high road. "Fuck me" I heard her whisper to him between kisses, "don’t stop fucking me please."

One can only say in hindsight - he didn’t!  Grabbing her tightly around the hips his time had come. As he filled that hot little pussy with every last spermatozoon, each I suspect carrying a nuclear warhead, Ashton tossed him a smile of such pleasured finality and sexy youth, one can forgive any man present, thoughts of dragging her off to the nearest bedroom and locking the door for several hours. George lay there, temporarily spent perhaps but definitely sated. Tenderly caressing both her breasts as they swayed gently just inches from his face, I knew this was the beginning of one inconceivably memorable afternoon .

Section 9

Kylie brought me from my reverie.

“Parker, why don’t we get up and give them some room,” she whispered in my ear.   I nodded agreement and she slid back off of me.   We stood, me still totally nude, Kylie in her skirt still at her waist, in front of George and my daughter.   We were joined by Noel and Larissa who seemed equally entranced by the sight.   Larissa, clad in her panties and bra and Noel in his trousers, stood with arms around each other.   The front of Larissa’s little bikini panties was quite obviously soaked.   Those two had, again quite obviously, been engaging in what my dearly departed mother would call ‘heavy petting’. I suspected it had been heavy petting of the heaviest kind.  

Kylie and I, our arms around each others waist, watched as George whispered in Ashton’s ear.   She smiled down at him, her eyes locked with his and, still uttering soft moans, again began to move slowly against him .   Still inside my daughter, George was exhibiting amazing stamina.   He obviously was intent on providing Ashton, and himself, additional pleasure.  

As George led Ashton on yet another journey toward sexual ecstasy, I watched this incredibly erotic sight of my daughter enjoying the ministrations of this older man.   Standing provided an unobstructed view of Ashton, moving around on George’s lap.   It was obvious that he had become erect inside of her again.   She leaned forward, her hands on his shoulders, and kissed him hungrily while she began raising and lowering herself on his cock – a sight I will never forget.   Watching them, my cock again was becoming erect.   Then George whispered to Ashton, so softly that we couldn’t hear what he said.   She grinned down at him and nodded.  

He moved his hands to her pretty little ass, one hand on each cheek, and rose from the small sofa, Ashton holding him around the neck, her legs locking behind his, kissing him and continuing to hump him as he held her.   They turned and George lowered her to the now empty sofa, then, placing her down with her legs spread impossibly far, him between them, began to fuck her, slowly at first, then, at her urging, faster and faster.   He would pull almost all the way out, then bury his cock in my daughter’s pussy, causing Ashton to utter a soft ‘umph’ each time his cock disappeared completely.   The ‘umphs’ quickly became rapid fire ‘uhh, uhh, uhhs’, as he just fucked her mercilessly.   With this motion, and from our angle, it was evident that George was extremely well endowed.   His cock had to be eight or nine inches long, a long slender tool being used on my daughter.   I remember thinking fleetingly, that while he was longer than me (not by a whole lot), I was thicker (hell of a time to think about that – but we men are a competitive and, at times a bit insecure, lot).   Ashton was meeting his every thrust and, as we watched, seemed to experience multiple orgasms, one after another.   (Ohh, for Adam to have been second when God gave out those last two gifts.)

I felt a hand on my cock and looked down at Kylie, again holding me.   She was watching George and Ashton with such wanton innocence (in this case - NOT an oxymoron), a sweet frown of concentration on her face, that between her touch and the sight before us, I amazed myself, or rather, my cock amazed me.   It was rock hard again.   Kylie knelt in front of me and took me in her mouth, demonstrating a cocksucking technique second to none.   She slowly sucked as much of me into her hot little mouth as she could before gagging slightly and pulling back, maintaining a suction and twirling her tongue in a way that is hard to describe.   It felt wonderful, and between Ashton’s little ‘uhh, uhh, uhhs’ and Kylie moaning ‘mmmmmm, mmmmmm, mmmmmmm’ below, I knew I was fast approaching that point of no return.   The added eroticism of having Kylie’s father watch her suck my cock and smiling like proud father just about put me over the edge.   I reached down and held each side of her head to slow her motion, then began my own motion, slowly fucking her mouth, careful not to go too deep.   As I humped this little girls mouth, she looked up at me, her mouth around my cock sucking like an experienced slut, but with such innocence in those baby blue eyes that I knew I was going to lose it.   At the same time I heard the obvious sound of George reaching his orgasm accompanied by Ashton’s “Oh m’God, Oh m’God, Oh m’God,” as she also reached her ultimate and final, for the moment, orgasmic release.  

I pushed Kylie’s head off of me as I erupted in her face, spraying what small amount of sticky liquid was left in me on her forehead, nose, and cheeks.   Some began to run down toward her eye and she, smiling up at me, reached up and caught it with her fingers, then licked them clean.   One of the hottest sights one can imagine, only I didn’t have to imagine.

I glanced at Noel and Larissa and was surprised to find that her panties were now on the floor along with Noel’s trousers.   Noel was holding her by her ass with her arms encircling his neck and her legs locked behind his back.   Noel was fucking this girl standing up – an amazing sight.  

Kylie stood and pulled my head to her and kissed me – a deep open mouthed kiss allowing me to taste the heady mixture of little girl saliva and my cum.   She broke the kiss and put her head on my chest and we just stood there hugging each other.  

Section 10

I could see Noel and Larissa still standing but now just holding each other in that erotic embrace.   Larissa seemed to be gently crying into Noel’s shoulder.   I was a little concerned until I heard her tell him that it was ok, she was just so happy and loved him so much.   He told her he loved her and smiled down at her, a smile of such unabashed affection that I couldn’t help but smile myself.   Their obvious love for each other seemed to mirror the general feeling in the room.   It was apparent to me then, that these adults really loved all these girls, sexually sure, but more than that, love that was, for the most part, totally unselfish and accepting.  

As Kylie and I turned to look behind us I was surprised to see that we had an audience.   In fact, as everyone disentangled, the assembled group behind us broke into spontaneous applause.   Noel nodded in recognition of the compliment and Larissa shyly buried her head in Noels chest.   Kylie, ever the sexy nymph, curtsied.   I bowed.   George, bowed his head, now sitting beside Ashton, and, hands spread toward her as a conductor will to an orchestra after a stunning performance, presented her to the group.   Many an ‘awesome’ and ‘fantastic’ and ‘wild’ and other descriptive adjectives were used as we were applauded.   Ashton bowed her head, blushing prettily.  

This is as good a place to wind this story up as any.   I could go on – and on and on describing what happened in the afternoon, but will not.   Suffice to say that we participated in several other sexual encounters with several different partners, a fact that I did not enjoy at first, as it meant giving up Kylie to someone else for a time.   Jealousy I guess.   Hurt that Kylie could dismiss me so easily after what we had just had together. But, later, seeing Larissa with men other than Noel and his willing acceptance of it made me realize that the pleasure of the girls was a foremost consideration in these gatherings.   They simply loved sex.   And the more the better it seemed.   Ashton ended up being roundly fucked by perhaps a   dozen others that day.   Seems the new girl was in heavy demand.   She minded not at all and I was amazed at everyone’s stamina as the day wore on.   Ashton, Kylie, and her sisters, all four of them, participated in the practice of going to a bedroom with four or five other adults and allowing the adults to do whatever they wanted with them.   I was not included in the adult members of that group, but Noel was, as was George, so I knew Ashton would have protectors close to hand if they were needed.  

I ended up in a room with two other men, one woman, and three of the girls – Larissa, Brittany, and Michelle.   While I participated in the antics fully, I was a totally wiped man when the bell rang and a halt was called to the bedroom activity.   Seeing Ashton and Noel’s three emerge from their session, I could tell that they, too, were worn out.   I found out later from Ashton after we returned home what had happened in their room.   She enthusiastically described being told to get on the bed with the other girls and undress each other and kiss and fondle each other while the adults watched, giving instructions to each girl.   Then she told me she had been spanked, turned over Noel’s knee and spanked by him.   She said she came close to asking him not to, but Kylie had convinced her to let him do it and after the first few smacks, she felt his cock between her legs and it began to make her ‘feel sort of good in my pussy’ she said.   “Then he just turned me around and fucked me.” She said.   “Then they all took turns fucking me and Kylie and Jenna and Natalie.   They each fucked us all at least once, but I know Noel fucked me at least twice.”   She blushed at this admission.  

Well – that first party was an experience I will remember for the rest of   my days.   We’ve been back twice now and each time, Kylie has surprised me with her enthusiasm and sexual abilities.   Ashton has become one of the most popular girls there, and has lost a lot of her initial shyness, but, still looks the little innocent.   How long this can last is anyone’s guess.   How long it should last is another consideration.   But, like Scarlet O’Hara, I’ll think about that tomorrow.    

And that, folks, is the story of the party.   It will be my last Harper Valley story.   I yield to the master – Peter Pan.   I have tried and hopefully entertained the reader to some degree, but Pan’s writing and ability as a story teller is, imho, hard, if not impossible, to improve upon.   So that’s it.   I won’t hang up my pen totally.   If I can find the time, I’ll make other submissions – but no more Harper Valley for me – except as the very satisfied reader of future contributions by the master.

Fathers and mothers – love and protect your daughters.   They are very special gifts to us all.  

Jan

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Harper Valley - Another Perspective

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I am a forty year old father who has raised a lovely, mature beyond her years, fourteen year old daughter.   Her name is Ashton and her mother died in a car accident when Ashton was only four.   I have cared for her ever since.   We recently moved into a well to do neighborhood where most residents are upper middle class to just plain upper class, if the USA would admit to such a class distinction.   We live on a five acre tract with lots of privacy, but with neighbors close enough to be friends if you want, far enough apart if you don’t.

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"mso-spacerun: yes">  I am a retired financial analyst who managed to get out of the market at its peak and as a result have quite a nice nest egg.   I am in good physical shape, with more money and time on my hands than is probably good for me.  

 

Ashton was just beginning her first year at the local middle school not far from our home.   Did I mention that she is lovely?   Such an understatement, but then I am probably a bit prejudiced in that regard.   She has beautiful shoulder length, dark hair with a hint of red in it when the sun shines just right.   Her hair is parted on the right in such a manner that when she leans forward, it falls over her left eye in a most attractive, and yes, sexy manner.   She has the most beautiful big brown eyes set above high cheek bones which frame a youthful mouth with full, sensuous lips.   She is 5’ 6” with a body that is maturing beautifully, with long slender legs above a pert round little ass which tapers to her small waist.   Her breasts are relatively small but large enough that a push-up bra works wonders.   I have raised her to be proud of her body and neither of us are very inhibited regarding nudity around each other.   The lack of inhibition around each other probably has a lot to do with what has happened since I attended the parent, teacher meeting at her school.   I certainly considered Ashton sexy and figured she would probably break a few hearts in the years to come, but had never harbored thoughts of anyone having sex with her for a long time to come, certainly not me.   Well, perhaps I had fantasized about sex with her – but actually doing it – No way.   Things do have a way of changing.   Enough background.   Now let me relate what has happened.

 

The meeting was held at the school about a month after classes started that year.   The program included meeting the teachers of Ashton’s classes as well as other students and their families.  

 

Ashton was having fun chatting with her friends and I was enjoying meeting some of the other parents.   I noticed one man in particular watching the young girls as they talked and cut up as girls in their teens will do.   Most, like Ashton, were dressed in shorts and tops that left the midriff bare, or short skirts and t-shirts displaying their bodies to best advantage.   I wasn’t a certified dirty old man, yet, but these girls were so cute and, dare I say it, yes, sexy, that it was hard not to let your imagination run free for a bit.   Ashton ran up to tell me she and two of her friends were going in search of another girl.   I knew the two girls she was with.   They were new friends from school that were about the same age or a bit older than she was, but Ashton had visited them at their house and they had come to ours and I felt they were good kids.   Also didn’t hurt that they were almost as cute as Ashton, especially in their little bikinis when they went for a dip in our pool.   I had met their father, Noel, and thought he was a nice guy who loved his daughters.   I smiled and told Ashton I’d wait for her there and off she went with the two other girls.   The man I had noticed earlier had observed our brief exchange, then eyed Ashton with a funny look on his face as she ran off.   Then he looked back at me and walked over to where I was standing.

 

“Hi, I’m Jerry Clarke,” he said.   “That is a lovely daughter you have there.”

“Thanks,” I said, eyeing him a little cautiously. “I’m Parker Bryant. Nice to meet you,” I said, not knowing if it was going to be nice or not.

“Nice to meet you as well, Parker,” he said as we shook hands.   “How old is your daughter?” he asked, no beating around the bush here.

“Well, she’s fourteen going on twenty one.  

“Really!” he stammered.   “That’s wonderful – I mean she seems like a very mature young lady for fourteen.   Are you new in the area?”

“No, not totally.   We have lived here for several months but this is Ashton’s first year at this school,” I said.   “Ashton’s mother was killed in a traffic accident a long time ago and I’ve raised her since”.  

“Mmmm.   Sorry to hear that about your wife, but I guess that’s why I haven’t seen you guys before.” Then abruptly changing the subject, said, “So what do you think of all these young things running around here?   I tell you, it really gets the old juices flowing watching these girls running around these days in such sexy outfits, doesn’t it?”  

A little taken aback at his remark, I replied, a little hesitantly, “Yes, guess it does.   Styles have certainly changed since I was that young.”

“Yeah, know what you mean.   You know, it’s all father can do to make sure they don’t get themselves in trouble, if you know what I mean?” he winked at me.  

“Yeah, guess I do.” I replied a bit uncertainly.   Where was he going with THIS?

“Ever thought of “doing it” with one of these girls?” he whispered, pointing to a very cute girl in a tight tan mini skirt with a blouse covering very nice breasts, her bra pushing them up to display cleavage.

“I guess I have, like most men, fantasized about it, but the consequences always seem to get in the way,” I laughed nervously.  

“Well, I’d bet there are those here who don’t just fantasize about it,” he said with a cryptic look.   Then before I could reply, said, “hey, here comes your daughter with my daughter, Michelle.”  

Ashton ran up, accompanied by the two girls she had left with and a third girl that I assumed was Jerry’s Michelle.   “Dad, this is Michelle, and you know Jenna and Kylie”, she said completing the introductions.  

“Well, hello Michelle.   It’s nice to meet you.   And it’s nice to see Jenna and Kylie again too.”   Turning to Jerry, I said, “Ashton, I think it’s time for us to meet your math teacher so we better see if we can find her.   It was nice chatting with you Jerry”, and,” turning back to the girls, “certainly nice seeing you young ladies.   I’m glad Ashton has met such nice friends.   Ashton, show me where that classroom is.”  

“Ok, Parker,” said Jerry as we turned to leave.   “We need to go as well.   Come on Michelle.    As we left, he turned to me and said, “How about letting me buy you a cup of coffee this Saturday.   Say 10:00 am at the coffee shop in the mall? ”

Not at all sure why he wanted to have coffee with me and needing to get on to our appointment with the math teacher, I said “OK sure. See you then.”

To make a long story a little shorter, I met Jerry at the coffee shop that Saturday and after somewhat cautiously broaching the subject of sex with young girls, he floored me with some amazing stories; stories about a group of fathers and daughters and, apparently, some mothers, who socialized (I use the term loosely here) together every two weeks or so at each others homes.   He asked if I would be interested in attending, with or without my daughter, but, he quickly added, it would be more fun if she could come.   I could come alone the first time but after that I would have to bring Ashton if I wanted to attend any more parties.   His description of what went on at these parties is what floored me.   Girls, most a little older than Ashton, but some a little younger, and most of whom had been at the parent/teacher meeting, would have sex with the older men, even their fathers.   He said Ashton was so mature for her age he was sure she would fit in.   I wasn’t so sure, but the thought of those young girls having sex with older men, their fathers even, intrigued me.   Hell, it was a real turn on.   I know I should have told him then and there that there was no way, but I didn’t.   As we left the coffee shop, he told me the next party was scheduled for the next Saturday and gave me the address, again encouraging me to come.   I said I would think about it.   He said he’d call me and we parted before I could object.

The next Tuesday afternoon, I picked up Ashton at school and she asked if she could go to Kylie’s house so they could listen to music and do homework together.   Since they lived just down the block from us, I agreed and dropped her off there.

As she started to get out of the car she turned and asked if she could invite Kylie over to swim the next day and I agreed.   “Thanks, Dad,” she said with a cute little smile on her face.   Leaning over she gave me a hug and then kissed me, on the mouth, with considerably more enthusiasm than our usual peck on the cheeks, then was out the door before I could say anything.   A little surprised and puzzled at the affection she had just displayed, I put the car in gear and drove on home.

I actually looked forward to the next afternoon and sexy little Kylie in her bikini.   I idly, well maybe not so idly, wondered if Kylie had ever attended one of Jerry’s parties.

Wednesday came and I again picked up Ashton at school, this time with Kylie, who was looking amazingly sexy in a short little skirt and tight sleeveless blouse stretched over her chest.   Ashton got in the front seat beside me and gave me a hug and another of those kisses, not a French kiss mind you, but definitely longer than usual and I swear I felt her mouth open and her tongue graze my lips.   Kylie looked at us as Ashton kissed me then looked out the window with a smile on her face.   That my daughter was up to something was obvious, but I wasn’t sure what it was.   Probably wanted a really big favor that she thought I might not allow.   Little did I know.

When we arrived at our home, the girls jumped out and immediately went to Ashton’s room and changed into their swim suits.   As they came running down the stairs I was amazed at Kylie’s suit, if you could call it that.   It consisted of two tiny pieces of fabric barely covering her small breasts and tied with the slenderest of strings.   The bottom was low cut and consisted of another small piece of fabric just covering the essentials in front and barely covering her ass in the rear.   Ashton was in her bikini, not as revealing but sexy none the less.   I must have looked a little shocked as they ran by me, as Kylie stopped, came back and did a little twirl in front of me.

“How do you like my new suit Mr. Bryant?” she asked with a mischievous smile on her face.

“Very attractive, but it’s a good thing our pool has a nice high privacy fence young lady.”   I was more than a little aroused and, sticking my hands in my pockets, did my best to hide the rising in my trousers.   Kylie and Ashton both laughed and turned to head for the pool.   At the door Kylie turned and said, “why don’t you put your suit on and join us Mr. Bryant?   It’ll be fun.”   Again with that smile.  

“Yeah, Dad, come play with us.   Pleeeease?” Ashton added, leaning her head forward and looking at me from under that hair falling over her left eye.   She knew that stance never failed to melt me.  

“OK, you girls go on now, maybe I’ll join you in a bit.” I said, my mind working overtime at what these girls might have in mind.   WAS Kylie one of the girls that went to the parties that Jerry had talked about?     Jerry had said the girls were willing participants and really enjoyed the sex.   It sure looked like I might be getting set up.   If so, I wasn’t sure what I was going to do, but I sure wanted to find out.   I went into the den and turned on the news, not really watching it, my mind definitely elsewhere.   About ten minutes later I heard “DAAAAAD, where are you.   I thought you were coming in with us. Come on, please.”  

I turned and there was Kylie at the doorway, a pretty little pout on her face.   “Pleeease, Mr. Bryant.”

“OK, sweetheart, I’ll be there in a minute.   Let me go get my suit on.”   What the hell, in for a penny, in for a pound I figured.  

I went to my room, put on my suit and went back down to the edge of the pool.   Both girls were swimming in the deep end and when they saw me Kylie pumped her fist in the air and yelled “YES!.”    

“What was that about?” I asked.  

“I won the bet.” She said.   “I bet I could get you into the pool and I did.”  

“Well I hope the stakes weren’t too high,” I said with a laugh, and dove into the pool.   I swam to the end of the pool, then back to the deeper end then to the side near the shallow end where I pulled myself out of the water and sat on the edge.   Kylie swam over to me and stood in the water in front of me.   Her wet bikini top was all but transparent and I could see dark little nipples poking against the thin fabric.   Damn, this was one hot little girl.   And she seemed intent on seeing just how far she could push.  

She bounced closer, standing between my knees and put her warm hands on my thighs.   With her eyes on my crotch where something was definitely moving, she said in a very small voice, “Do you like me, Mr. Bryant?”   She looked up at me with that smile again.   “I think you do,” looking back down at my crotch and beginning to move her hands along the tops of my thighs.   I totally forgot about Ashton watching from the end of the pool, as my hormones got the better of me.   I just could not believe the effect this little girl was having on me.  

“Kylie, I…….” I started to say.

“Shhhh.   Let me make you feel good Mr. Bryant.” She said as her hand moved to my erection, now obvious under my suit.   Then she placed her hands on the side of the pool and, in one smooth motion, lofted herself onto my lap, with her arms around my neck, sitting so that my erection was between her legs, straining at the fabric of my suit.   She put a hand behind my head and pulled my mouth to hers.   I was essentially paralyzed, unable to move on my own until her lips met mine.   I returned her kiss with more enthusiasm than I had felt with any female in a very long time.   She took my right hand and moved it to her breast, brushing aside the thin fabric covering.  

“Squeeze it, Parker.   Make me feel good too.” She whispered, breathing in my ear.   Heaven help me, I did.   I squeezed gently, then took the nipple between my thumb and forefinger and rolled it back and forth, eliciting a moan of contentment from Kylie.   Without more encouragement I moved my other hand to between her legs.   She spread them a bit allowing me better access.   I rubbed and felt her shudder.   Abruptly she broke our embrace reached behind her back with one hand and to her side with the other.   In no time the bikini was lying beside us.   She stood, now totally nude, smiled down at me, then, kneeling, pushed me around and pulled my suit off, freeing my erect cock.   She pushed me back and lay on top of me, her legs spread on either side of me, her small breasts pressed against me.   We kissed for a long time, with Kylie moving slowly up and down my body, causing her pussy to touch the head of my cock with each passage, teasing that erection.   That sweet little body sliding up and down my body was driving me crazy.   She seemed to sense that I was going to cum if she kept that up, and stopped her movements, allowing me to recover slightly.  

“Parker, have you ever fucked a girl my age?” she asked.   I could only shake my head, no.   “Have you ever thought about fucking Ashton?”

I felt hands around my cock, one squeezing my balls lightly, another around my erection, now gently stroking up and down.   These were not Kylie’s hands.   My God, Ashton, I thought wildly, knowing I should stop this but unable to do so.  

“She wants to fuck you, Parker.   She wants to loose her virginity to you.   She knows you love her more than anything and she is afraid to let anyone else do it.   Will you let her fuck you?   Will you take her cherry, Parker?   She can do it right here, right now.   You just have to lie here and let her do the work.”  

I felt something cover the head of my cock.   Ashton !!?   Then an inch or two of my cock was engulfed, and I felt the resistance of my daughter’s maidenhead.  

Kylie continued to coo in my ear, her hair covering my face so that I could only vaguely see Aston straddling me.   “I have already told her it’ll hurt a little at first, but then it feels sooooo gooooood!   She wants to do this with you, she knows you’ll understand like my dad does.” Then I felt the resistance give way and heard a sharp little cry from Ashton as she pushed herself down onto me.   She pumped up and down on me, a little tentatively at first, then with more energy and quicker strokes.   I absolutely cannot describe the feeling of that tight little pussy around my rampant erection.   It was like nothing I had ever experienced before and I wanted it to never end.   But, with all that had happened there was not way it was going to last much longer.   Kylie moved from above me and I had an unobstructed view of my daughter riding my cock.   An unbelievable sight.

“Ohh! Daaaady,” Ashton moaned above me. “Ohh! It does feel good.   Soooo Gooood!” she squealed.   She continued to ride me and the inevitable happened. I felt her tight pussy tighten further as she had her first real orgasm and I could hold back no longer.   I emptied my load into my daughter’s virgin pussy.   My hips piston up into her for a few more times then we both collapsed onto one another, Ashton’s hair draped over my face, her mouth finding mine and we kissed.   Not our usual father daughter kiss, a kiss of one lover to another, open mouths, tongues searching and finding more pleasure with each breath.  

We slowly disentangled.   Kylie was kneeling beside us, smiling at us as Ashton and I lay there holding each other.   I looked up at her and grinned, a rather foolish grin at that.

“You little sex pot.   You planned this, didn’t you.   You got me going and then when you knew I couldn’t turn back no matter what, turned me over to Ashton.   I thought it was just you that wanted to fuck.   But you – and Ashton too – planned this all along, didn’t you.” I shook my head, not believing what I had just done, or rather what had just been done to, or for, me.  

“Parker,” Kylie softly said, “You’re right, but Ashton wanted to do this.   She wanted to know what it felt like but was afraid to do it with anyone else.   She wanted to do it with you.   She loves you and knows you love her and would never hurt her.   Do you forgive us?” she asked with such sweet innocence that I could not be angry.   On the contrary, I had been given the gift so many men long for but are afraid to reach for.   On my own, I knew I would never have done it, but events have a way of taking over ones life.  

“I know, Kylie,” I replied.   “There is nothing to forgive.   If any forgiveness is forthcoming, I’m the one that needs it but somehow, I can’t feel that this is wrong.   Society says it is, but ….”   I let the comment hang.   I hugged Ashton to me and found that she was gently crying.   “Ashton, sweetheart, what’s wrong.   I’m sorry if I hurt you and if you never want to do this again, we won’t.   I love you, honey, and would never do anything to hurt you or let anything else hurt you, ever.”

“No, dad,” she smiled up at me, “it did hurt a little at first but Kylie told me it would, then it just felt so incredibly good.   I can’t believe how good it felt.   That’s why I’m crying a little.   I’m just soo happy.   You don’t know it but I have thought about somehow getting you to fuck me for a long time now, at least for the last month.   (Ahh, to have the sense of time of a fourteen year old.)   Do you mind me saying ‘fuck’?”   She asked, a worried expression on her face.  

“Sweetheart, that’s just what we did.   Call it what you like – intercourse, having sex, lovemaking, or screwing – that’s what we did.   We fucked. And I don’t mind you saying it at all.   Actually it’s kind of sexy to hear you talk like that.”   Now why did I have to say THAT.

“Ashton, do you mind if I kiss your Dad?   He’s really a special kind of dad, and you are lucky to have him.”   Ashton smiled her approval and Kylie leaned over me and kissed me with a long kiss, so erotic that I again felt the stirring in my loins.   “Parker, I think you are getting ready for a repeat performance.” She said as she glanced at my growing erection.   “Ashton, do you mind if I fuck your father now.   You two were so hot together and I am soooo ready.”   Again Ashton smiled and nodded.   Kylie first bent her head to my erection and licked my cock, then took it in her mouth, slowly sucking, impaling her throat on my cock.   After a few minutes she lifted her head and straddled my prone body, positioning her pussy over my erection, slowly lowering herself onto me.   She was not as tight as Ashton had been but, God, the talent in that little body.   She moved like an experienced slut, with an expression of innocence violated that would make a 90 year old young again.   In no time I was thrusting up into her, she meeting my thrusts with equal vigor.  

“Ashton, come over here and I’ll show you something else that’s a lot of fun.   OK, stand over your dad’s head and lower your pussy onto his mouth.   I know he knows what to do.   You just let it feel good – OK?”   Jeeze, what would this little slut do next.   I saw Ashton move over me and that sweet little pussy lower over my mouth, felt it as it touched my lips, felt Ashton gasp a bit and raise up before lowering again.   Then I had the first heavenly taste of teen pussy, albeit somewhat enhanced by the taste of my own semen.  

I licked and sucked on Ashton’s little pussy, eliciting low guttural moans from deep within her throat and feeling her tremble at her coming orgasm.   I could hear sounds of kissing and could only imagine my daughter and Kylie kissing one another.   As I ate my daughter’s pussy and fucked her little friend, the thought crossed my mind, fleetingly mind you, but crossed nevertheless, that this was the most lurid, depraved scene I could ever imagine myself participating in, and I was one of the luckiest guys in the world.   Then the thought was gone, never to be thought again (except maybe for that last part).   Then we all lost it. I mean it was one huge orgasmic delight for all three as we came together, me shooting my cum into Kylie, Ashton releasing an amazing amount of juice onto my face, and both Kylie and Ashton making such loud sounds of enjoyment that I later worried that the neighbors, as far away as they were, might have heard.

We lay together, spent but content.   Ashton lay beside me on one side with Kylie on the other.   Kylie faced me as we lay together, me slowly softening but still in her little pussy, and said, “Parker – I hope you don’t mind me calling you Parker – we sort of do that – call the guys by their first name no mater who they are.   I really enjoyed that.    Ashton is so lucky to have you as a dad.   I love my dad too, but somehow it’s different with you.   I don’t know exactly what it is but I want to keep trying until I figure it out?”   Then with that enigmatic smile of hers, said, “You are coming to the party Saturday, aren’t you?   And you’re going to bring Ashton aren’t you?”  

I could only smile weakly and nod, “If Ashton wants to go and understands what goes on there, sure, we’ll be there.”

“Ashton knows what goes on because I told her and she wants to go.   That was one of the reasons for getting you to take her cherry, or virginity if you prefer.   I’m   going to make you so happy Saturday.   I can hardly wait.”   With that she started moving against me again, smiling down at me and, beyond all reasonable expectations, I felt myself getting hard again.   She pumped against me, and with Ashton hugging me from behind we expressed our love for each other one last time that day.  

When we were spent and again lying against one another, I asked Kylie, “Does your father know what you have done?”

“Actually, “she said, “it was really his idea.   He knows Ashton and really wants her to be a part of our group.   So he suggested I try to get you to agree to come to the next party, with Ashton of course.   So I did.   And I am so glad I did.   Exactly how to do it was really Ashton’s idea – the pool and all.   And it worked pretty well don’t you think?”

“Ashton, this was all your idea?” I said.   She nodded, leaning forward with that hair covering one eye, and smiling at me.

“Thank you, sweetheart.   And you too Kylie.   I don’t know if I would have agreed to go to the party or not if you hadn’t convinced me, so convincingly, but now I wouldn’t miss it for the world.”

Spent and exhausted, we all got up and jumped into the pool, rinsing ourselves of the fruits of our lovemaking.   Yes that is what it was – at least that time – not fucking - lovemaking.   I loved Ashton and Kylie both and I’m sure they felt the same toward me, at least I know Ashton did, and I feel pretty sure that Kylie did at least right then.   We got out of the pool, dried each other off, with a lot of giggling and groping on all sides, dressed, and I drove Kylie home.   My thoughts were on Saturday and what was to come.   I could imagine, but then, I really couldn’t.   But that’s another story.  

Be safe and love your daughters.   They are a gift in more ways than one.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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