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Previous stories:
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Tags: Mg+, inc, pedo, rom, cons, 1st, oral, voy
Content: Pedophilia, Incest, Romance, Seduction, First Time, Voyeurism
My damned necktie had been strangling me all day. I tugged it off and hurled it as I stepped in the front door, watching it sail in a satisfying arc into the living room.
I was beat. Months of long hours and commercial negotiations were finally paying off. The new contract, which would move textiles, produce, and small manufacturing sundries through 3 new routes in Chile was almost finished, and I had spent most of the day finalizing the excruciating details. It was a lucrative opportunity for the company, but working out the finer points of the logistics was always a mess. I dumped my briefcase on the couch with a long sigh and stretched aching muscles.
Funny. Shae hadn't come down. Usually, when I came home, she would hurtle towards the front door at mach speed to greet me with a kiss. She should have been home from school by now, unless she had decided to go to a friend's house. I went down the hall to investigate.
I found my lovely 10-year-old daughter where she had collapsed on the bed, slumbering on her side in a puddle of afternoon sunlight. The poor tyke was completely tuckered out. I didn't blame her - after all, we had stayed up very late the night before. She hadn't even managed to change out of her school uniform. The clean white blouse moved in languid rhythm as she breathed and the pleats of the checkered red skirt hung in messy disarray over her bottom. A river of golden hair was cast over the hills of the bedding, lustrous with reflected sunshine.
Grinning, I kept silent as I loosened my cuffs and ditched my jacket, admiring the angelic sleeping form. My daughter's curving slopes were the brushstrokes of subtle art, blending to a masterpiece of girlish perfection: a lovely, heart-shaped face, innocent and kind, lips slightly parted; a slender body of creamy, flawless skin, sloping in gentle waves; and a delicate, eager pussy, its tiny pink parts barely peeping out from under the skirt. I bent over to get a better look. No panties, of course. I kept telling her she needed to wear panties to school and she would just huff and tell me how uncomfortable they were to wear with the skirt and how she would just have to take them off when I got home anyway.
I sat down on the bed, not really expecting that Shae would wake up. My daughter usually slept like a log. She snoozed through TV programs and car rides and once she had snored right through a minor earthquake that rattled all our furniture and set dogs barking for miles. I couldn't resist teasing her after that, dubbing her "Sleeping Beauty", innocently suggesting that she could sleep through rock concerts, airplanes taking off, and giant robot attacks, until she got fed up and beat me senseless with a throw pillow. Now she was out like a light again. I decided to have some fun.
Hunting fingers quested under the fabric of the skirt, feeling the firm flesh of her sweet bottom, tracing over the pink swells until they ended up at the tender lips. I bent over to get a good view of my baby girl's snatch. Her slit was the prettiest I had ever known, delicate folds framing a pink nubbin of a clit and hiding the entrance to her soft tunnel. I could never get tired of my 10-year-old daughter's little pussy. It was still tiny, almost too tight for me to fit in. Even though Shae hadn't been able to take more than the head of my cock in her when we first made love 3 years ago, we had slowly worked at it over time, and I had been able to squeeze more and more of her Daddy's cock inside her until finally, as long as I didn't go too fast or rush things, I could stuff my entire prick inside my daughter's willing hole.
Tracing the path of the little channel between her folds, I ended at the budding red jewel at the top and started to titillate it with slow, subtle brushes. Beads of dew began to slick my fingers, my daughter's privates responding under my hands. Lips puffed slightly and an animal heat grew in a slow burn, radiating in waves as the flesh swelled with pleasure. I pushed the pleated skirt up higher to her waist, exposing the curving pink globes of her butt, and let my other hand explore their slopes.
Squeezing wetness greeted my finger when I tested her waters, and I grazed her clit with increasing pressure before sinking a finger in up to the first knuckle. My baby girl's body was responding as her Daddy fondled her in her sleep. Her nipples scratched against the white cotton blouse, erect, tracing lines of friction across the fabric as her breath raced in rising tempo. Cheeks and nose flushed red, lips parted, nostrils flared, and the walls of her slippery cunt rippled with sexy dreams, caressing my finger with gentle suction, inviting it to go farther. I pushed in to the second knuckle and was rewarded with a low, shuddering moan rumbling out from somewhere deep inside my daughter's body.
Her fingers were clenching involuntarily, keeping time with the furling bow and eager panting. Her body steamed to a crescendo under my practiced touch, but she still hadn't woken up yet. Twitching legs hinted at sexy dreams, probably imagining her Daddy bending her over, hiking up her skirt, and stuffing his meat into her until she shrieked in orgasm and her pussy flooded over with cum. I plunged in with a second finger. Excited muscles welcomed me in, wrapping my digits with swelling tightness, coating them with slippery juice. Shae's head was rocking slightly, faint mewling noises escaping from her mouth. My fingers worked, growing the hungry rhythm of my daughter's excitement into a symphony that surged towards climax. She was on the brink. Muscles tightened in her thighs as I squeezed her ass, toes curling, light gasps drawing up the scale into excited moans, trembling under my hands like a violin string about to snap.
I rammed my fingers into her cunt as far as they would go, pressing roughly and using my thumb to flick her clit while my other hand gripped the belt of her skirt and rocked her waist in sudden jerks. Her legs kicked in surprise and I felt her pussy clamp down like a velvet vice and begin bucking in wild spasms.
"mmmMMMM OHHHHH!" Her eyes flew open as she gasped and came on my fingers. "Oh GOD yesssssSSSSS Oh Daddy mmmm fuuuuuuuuuuuuuck!"
My daughter came, gushing juice over the thrusting fingers held inside her as her back arched on the bed and her arms and legs thrashed in feral ecstasy. I bent down to my baby girl's twitching face and buried her mouth with my own, pinching the tender nipples through the sheer schoolgirl blouse, pushing her squirming limbs down into the soft bedding, kissing my 10-year-old daughter into the bed and she writhed and orgasmed under me.
"Uuhhhhh! Oh god...Daddy, fuck...that was...so good!" She gulped the words out in haggard breaths after I let up off her mouth.
She stretched her arms. "Mmm, sorry Daddy. I was just...so tired when I got home. I meant to change but I guess I just fell asleep." She croaked out a giant yawn.
"It's ok sweetie." I pulled my fingers out of her pussy with a slurp. "We were up really late last night after all."
She gave her customary girlish giggle. We had definitely been up late, watching a new porno that had been released by our favorite studio. I had a premium subscription to a very hush-hush little site that produced high-quality movies with actresses that may or may not have looked entirely 100% legal in our country. They took custom requests and also produced a lot of roleplay, and this one had been a wonderful daddy/daughter incest scenario featuring a handsome hunk of an older man, and a lithe little nymph who smiled and purred enthusiastically through everything they did. Shae and I had watched the entire 2-hour film, laughingly reproducing a few of the scenes on the bed.
"Hey Dad, don't forget tomorrow," Shae mumbled. "You said you'd stay for swim class. Coach said he wants to meet you and I want to show you my dive!"
Oh, right. Normally I dropped Shae off at the pool and took the time to try to get some errands done before picking her up in the afternoon, but I guess I could stick around this time.
Burying my daughter with one final kiss, I assured her I'd be there. I paused briefly at the bedroom door, looking back at the sprawling angelic form. The shifting sun highlighted the curving outline of her body in tracings of cozy gold light as she sprawled on our bed. The checkered skirt was still pushed up, revealing the slight gape of her pussy, and she was wet all over her bottom. Her hair was mussed and tangled, headband knocked to the side, blouse twisted. Apparently, she was going back to sleep like that.
To me, my baby girl always looked like a sexy goddess. I went to clean up.
The coach let loose with his shrill whistle. Four girls dove in sequence into the pool, showing expert form, and swam down their lanes.
I surreptitiously ran my eyes over the bodies of the other girls around the pool. The team seemed to be composed of schoolgirls mostly in the 8-13 range. I noted appreciatively how the blue one-piece suits clung tightly to their bodies, showing off their smooth tummies and round bottoms. One little brunette was in a suit slightly too tight for her and was sporting a delicate camel toe. She didn't seem to realize.
If I had known I would get to eyefuck the entire girl's swim team, I might have taken up coach Menke's offer for a meet-and-greet a bit earlier. Shae was apparently doing very well, and might even be able to qualify for local contests. I spied her at the far end of the pool on the high dive, sporting the same blue swimsuit and with her long hair tied back into a ponytail. She walked confidently out to the edge and waved hysterically at me before clapping her hands together and diving head first into the deep end.
Soccer was a bust, running hadn't been her thing, and she was disinterested enough in sports as a whole that she hadn't wanted to try basketball or baseball. Swimming, though, she had taken to like she was born for it. She glided towards my end of the pool like an otter, dipping beneath the surface effortlessly.
"She really does have talent", said a voice from my side, and I turned to see the coach, a black-haired mass of muscles. "She's very fast in the water, but her form could use some work, and we still need to build her endurance a bit. I have some exercises I'm going to run through next week with her that should help."
"Yeah," I replied. "I can see that she's already doing much better than when she first started. I remember she didn't even want to look at the high dive, much less jump off it."
He chuckled. "And now she dives like an olympic athlete. Most kids, well, they're only scared the first time. You have to convince them. Once you do, they see how much fun it can be, and they're up for anything. What do you think of the team?" he asked, as he turned back around to survey the girls.
I looked at the array of supple bodies, wet swimsuits wrapped tightly over their athletic frames like a second skin, leaving little to the imagination. They played and practiced with enthusiastic glee. "Well, they're really something," I said. "You have them all coordinated so they can dive in and swim in sync all the way across the pool. You must have drilled them hard." I watched his eyes from the side as I said this, and noted how he gazed hungrily at the girls, eyeballs traveling to each one, taking her fully in from top to bottom, before moving to the next.
"Oh yes. We've uh, drilled a lot. The team this year has a lot of real talent. I've been working the girls pretty hard to get them ready for the Swimtrim county contest. It's in August, and I think we have a shot at actually winning this year." I followed his eyes as his gaze settled on the tiny girl with the cameltoe. He burst into a grin but quickly hid it.
"Oh, that sounds very promising. I'm sure they'll do well. Good luck." I shook his hand.
"DAAAAAAAAAAAAAAD! Did you see it Daddy?! Did you see me do the dive? I got the twist just like coach Menke showed us!" Shae squealed at me from the pool, hanging from the stone edge by her fingertips.
I waved. "Yeah sweetie, I saw. Good job! You had really great form on the dive. Daddy approved! I'll give you a treat later." I gave her a thumbs up and followed with the subtly lascivious grin I often used when we were in public.
Shae snorted and then laughed before plopping back in the pool. She knew what I was saying.
Across the hall, I kept an eye on the coach while trying to pretend I was looking elsewhere. He had crouched next to the little dark-haired girl with her pussy lips bulging up against her tight suit and seemed to be offering some kind of instruction. She giggled at something he said, and he used one hand to massage her back in a familiar gesture, the other guiding her arm in the demonstration of some swimming stroke. I think I understood him a bit better now. Most of the girls seemed to look at him with something like adoration, admiring his handsome face and muscular body. There was a lot of it on display, because he was wearing only a tight-fitting pair of red swimming trunks. I'll bet he had drilled the girl's swim team very hard indeed, but that meant I had to ask Shae a few questions...
My daughter was playing near the corner of the deep end, diving and then surfacing, making dolphin noises as she splashed the other girls. I waited for a while until she crawled out of the pool and headed for the girl's locker room, then followed her, pretending I was going to the men's. I took a short detour instead, and a few quick glances assured me the girl's locker room was empty except for Shae. I sneaked up to her and tapped her on the shoulder as she was half-out of her suit.
She jumped with a startled yelp before turning around and laughing at me. "Daddy! Hey, you're not supposed to be in here. This locker room is for the girls. You might see something you shouldn't." She folded her arms across her chest, hiding her nipples, and put on her most adorable mock-pouting face, with just the hint of a crooked smile hiding at the corners. I couldn't help but laugh.
"Sweetie, I want to ask you a few questions, but in private. Hmmm, is that locked?" I gestured to the door of what looked like a supply room off to the side.
"Yeah it's locked, BUT, I know where coach Menke keeps the key. There's supplies or something in there, so he always keeps it locked and doesn't let anyone else in." She trotted to a set of key pegs near the entrance to the room. I glanced around nervously as she studied them, trying to remember which was the right one. Selecting a small ring with two keys - one with a pink border and one with a green - she went over to the door and fit the green one to the lock. It opened.
It led into a medium-sized supply closet, filled, unsurprisingly, with supplies: swimsuits, medicines, pool chemicals, first aid kits, floatie sets, pool toys, and more of the ropes they used to divide the water into swim lanes. On the far side was another door with a keypad beside it.
"Honey," I said, closing the door behind me, "I have to ask about coach Menke. Does he have a...close relationship with any of the girls? The kind of relationship you and I have?"
She nodded. "Yeah. I mean he comes in our locker room all the time, says the rules don't apply to coaches. He likes to watch us get into our suits before we swim, and give us pep talks. Sometimes he takes one of the girls to his office for a special talk."
"Which girls does he take to his office? Does he have sex with them?"
"Yeah Daddy, he does lots of things with them. Once I saw Sandy in his office. The door was cracked so I went and peeked through, and she had his penis in his mouth and was giving him a blowjob. I don't think she's very good at it Daddy. She wasn't really using her hands right."
I cleared my throat. "Does he do anything with the other girls? Does he fuck them or have them give him blowjobs?"
"Well you know that girl, Tamara? She's the 8-year-old with black hair." I nodded. "She was coming out of his office once and she had some cum on her legs. She's such a dork," Shae said, making a distasteful face. "She doesn't even know you're supposed to wipe it up and swallow it."
"What about you sweetie? Does he ever have sex with you?", I asked, finally driving home the question.
My daughter's eyes blazed with sudden anger. I had made a serious mistake. "No Daddy." She was staring at me, lips pressed tightly together. "He doesn't have sex with me. If he tried, I wouldn't let him. I don't have sex with anyone but YOU, Daddy."
"Ok ok honey, I'm sorry," I said, rubbing her arms in a placating gesture. "I guess it was a dumb question. Please don't be mad at me."
She softened immediately. "He just has sex with some of the other girls. He doesn't make them do anything they don't want to. I mean, I've seen his thing, a lot. All of the girls have, because sometimes he changes with us and he's always hard. His cock is pretty big Daddy. All the other girls like to look at it, while pretending they're not, but it's not as big as yours. Yours is thicker, and longer, and the tip has this sort of ridge where it-"
"Ok sweetie, that's enough", I said, cutting her off. I thought for a moment. I couldn't blame the guy, since I loved little girl pussy myself. There was nothing better than fitting your cock into the pretty virgin slit of a innocent little lass, squeezing in inch by inch, feeling the tiny body moan and shudder beneath you. I did have certain other questions though. I eyed the keypad and the door on the far side of the closet. I wonder...
After moving a bin of basketballs that was in the way, I tried the keys in the lock. The green one that we used to get into this room wouldn't go into the lock, but the little pink one
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