Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. Archive name: Authors name: Fitfully Yours(fitfully_yours@hotmail.com) Story title: by Fitfully Yours ------------------------------------------------------- This work is copyrighted to the author (C) 2011. Please don't remove the author information or make any changes to this story. You may post freely to non-commercial "free" sites, or in the "free" area of commercial sites. Thank you for your consideration. ------------------------------------------------------- Author's Note If you are not old enough to read stories describing sexual activity, go away. If you are not allowed, legal or otherwise, to read stories describing sexual activity, get lost. If you are morally offended about stories concerning consensual sex between an adult and a child, pick a different story. If you are ignorant enough to think any part of this story is in any way, shape, or form, non-fiction, get lost. If you think this story is a good thing to do in real life, go kill yourself. As an author, I appreciate any kind of constructive feedback for my work. I do not write for profit, so the only payment I get is knowing what my readers think. -------------------------------------------------------- 2nd Author's Note: The website mentioned, WWW.Kinksterschat.com, is a real site. This site is an ADULT ONLY site that in no way promotes or encourages illegal activities. If you want to check the site out, feel free, but please make sure you READ AND FOLLOW all the rules of the site. Any violation of the rules will be met with swift and terrible justice. you have been warned. -------------------------------------------------------- I was married for ten years when I found Kinksterschat.com. I wasn't unhappy with my marriage, but I had kinks that I didn't think my wife, as an abuse survivor would appreciate. She didn't mind that I chatted with other women, since she knew it was never going to lead to anything outside the computer. It was a wonderful site, their most popular chatrooms dedicated to "Daddies And Daughters" and "Ageplay". The main rooms were pretty pedestrian, with people chatting about random things, with scatterings of annoying people begging for attention. There was, however, the option of private messinging, where you could chat without other people "listening in." It was a great way to free your inhibitions and imagine things you would never do in real life. I had fun in both rooms, roleplaying with women who wanted a daddy to "play" with them, both as adult daughters and non-adult daughters. Of course, there were some who wanted to roleplay as little girls, but with people other than daddy - for instance, some women like to be seduced by teachers, some by brothers or uncles, and even some who wanted to be kidnapped and raped by strangers. Then there were women who played mom - either to "share" daughters or sons with other chatters, or even play with daughters and sons themselves. Some people believe even thinking of sex with family members, or children, is morally reprehensible. They say that roleplaying as a daddy and daughter, especially one who is still in their single digits, is sick and twisted. I guess that's why the makers of the site decided to name it "Kinksterschat" - after all, they were trying to fill the nitch that some people fall into. Personally, I don't find excercising your imagination wrong at all - just the opposite, in fact. Using your imagination is the best way to strengthen your mind, right? Needless to say, I soon got lost in the intricate weave of others imaginations. I had conversations where I was "daddy" to a "4 year old" who taught his baby the birds and bees, to an "8 year old" whose "daddy"" snuck into her room late at night to get from her what "mommy" refused to give, to the 16 year old whose "daddy" had to punish her for being out past curfew, and the only way he could think of was by bending her over and shoving his erection deep into her pussy. I've played the stranger, convincing the poor little 8 year old that everyone has sex, and I was supposed to teach her how, to the stranger in a van, snatching the 10 year old off the street and using her for my own wicked desires. As I said, good website. Now, I've told you all this to give you some background on this site. I have a dozen different women I talk to on a regular basis, and about five different women weekly that I have one or two roleplays with. Some are a little demanding, wanting to control the entire conversation, and getting angry when you don't follow their mental script, but for the most part, the new chats are exciting. I "met" a new woman about a month ago, and I quickly came to the realization she had a brilliant mind. We talked first, getting to know each other's favorite roles to play. I had seen her name on the list for several weeks, but I usually let the woman contact me, so when she finally did, I responded quickly. She opened a private chat room with me, and after the usual introduction and questions of what both of us were looking to chat about, we had a roleplay of a mom (her) helping her husband (me) seduce their 8 year old daughter. It was a role I've played before - in fact, I've played both daddy and stranger for a mom that wants her little girl fucked, so the storyline wasn't unique, but it wasn't long before I marked the tone of the conversation as a unique and rather special chat. The woman had a rather sharp mind, and a quick wit. She also seemed to be almost emotionally tied to her part of our story. The roleplay itself was finished soon after she had me shoot my cum inside "our daughter", and that was when the best part of our conversation happened. Hornydaddy4daughter>Wow that was great mom_of_horny_8yo>I thought so too Hornydaddy4daughter>It almost seems like you have actual experience in the role mom_of_horny_8yo>No, not really - at least not in that role lol Hornydaddy4daughter>I don't quite follow mom_of_horny_8yo>If anything, I'm the daughter - my mom had my dad make love to me when she caught me masturbating at 8 years old Hornydaddy4daughter>You mean your mom actually let your dad rape you? mom_of_horny_8yo>I said make love, not rape. He was very gentle, very loving, and he told me what was happening the entire time. My daddy was the best lover I had until I met my husband. Hornydaddy4daughter>Are you still married then? mom_of_horny_8yo>Married and have a daughter Hornydaddy4daughter>You mean you have an 8 year old daughter in real life? mom_of_horny_8yo>Yes Hornydaddy4daughter>And is she really horny as your name suggests? mom_of_horny_8yo>I caught her playing with my dildo a week ago, and I couldn't look away Hornydaddy4daughter>Was she actually using it? mom_of_horny_8yo>Oh, yes, full penetration - she didn't see me, and later I found it back in the drawer - I moved it a bit to sit a specific way, and it was moved two hours later. Since I saw her, I know of three dozen times it has moved Hornydaddy4daughter>Did you tell your husband? mom_of_horny_8yo>Oh, nooo - I don't dare Hornydaddy4daughter>Why not? Do you think he'd punish her, or maybe molest her? mom_of_horny_8yo>My husband? God no - he can't even think of our daughter as a sexual person, and I don't think he would ever even spank her. Hornydaddy4daughter>Men can surprise you. What would happen if you told him, and he said he wanted to make love to her? mom_of_horny_8yo>Oh, God, I would love it. When I saw her pushing my dildo into her hairless pussy, I could almost see her daddy's dick going in and out of her! Hornydaddy4daughter>Do you think your dildo stretched her out enough for him to fit? mom_of_horny_8yo>Probably not - Frank is longer than my dildo, and a bit wider, too - oh, shit - my daughter's home! I'll look for your name later. And with that, she signed off. I sat back in my chair totally flummoxed. My name is Frank, and I had a wife and an 8 year old daughter. That in itself isn't too much of a coincidence - after all, how many Franks in this world could have 8 year old daughters? What really threw me was the fact my own daughter walked through the front door moments before I received the last message. Could I have been talking to... Nah, not possible I thought as I heard my wife walk downstairs from her office to greet our Angela. The night passed without incident, our daughter getting tucked in at 8:00 as usual. I helped my wife Jessica with dishes, and since there was nothing on either of us were interested, we each went to our offices. I was curious if my mysterious friend was going to be on. Sure enough, moments after I signed in, she did as well. mom_of_horny_8yo>I'm sorry about that - it took longer than I thought it would to clean up after supper. You still here? Hornydaddy4daughter>I'm here - get everything finished? mom_of_horny_8yo>Yeah - I started to get nervous about what I told you - I didn't scare you, did I? Hornydaddy4daughter>Don't worry, I don't scare easy - I'm actually fascinated to hear about your fantasies. Still thinking about making them real? mom_of_horny_8yo>I get wet just thinking about her laying in her bed, working that dildo in and out of her little pussy Hornydaddy4daughter>She in bed now? mom_of_horny_8yo>For about an hour now Hornydaddy4daughter>Have you checked to see if your dildo is in your drawer? mom_of_horny_8yo>Not yet, hold on mom_of_horny_8yo>Oh, my god, she has it! Hornydaddy4daughter>Are you sure? mom_of_horny_8yo>I peeked in on her - she's on her knees, her butt to the door, and you can see the dildo going in plain as day! Hornydaddy4daughter>Holy hell, must have been quite a sight! - Hold on a second, phone Of course it wasn't the phone or anything else. I was curious if I was talking to my own wife. Of course it was probably nothing, but I snuck my way toward Angela's door, peering around the corner. It took a few minutes to focus my eyes to the dark, but what I saw as my vision cleared was almost enough to stop my heart. My 8 year old daughter was on her knees, her hand reaching between her thin legs, pumping a dildo in and out of her stretched out pussy, and was obviously in the midst of an orgasm. I watched her little legs tremble and twitch, her head collapsing into the pillow, and I quietly snuck away back to my office. Hornydaddy4daughter>Sorry about that - one of my employees is a total incompetent and needs instructions any time there's a change of plans mom_of_horny_8yo>It's no problem - I thought I heard my husband in the kitchen and I had to minimize it anyway. Hornydaddy4daughter>Any chance he saw your daughter with your dildo? mom_of_horny_8yo>I didn't hear any explosions, so I doubt it Hornydaddy4daughter>What would you do if he came to you and said he saw her, maybe even watched her? mom_of_horny_8yo>I'd love it - especially if he watched - I know I wanted to. Hornydaddy4daughter>So if your husband came to you, right now, and said he watched your daughter masturbate, you wouldn't get angry? You would walk him to your daughter's room and help him seduce her? mom_of_horny_8yo>Oh, god yes - I'd love to watch his big dick sink slowly into her hairless pussy. I'd even hold her hand as he pushes in, maybe even lick her to get her ready for him. Hornydaddy4daughter>No fooling? Not fantasy? mom_of_horny_8yo>I'm wet just thinking about it. Hornydaddy4daughter>Have you done anything with her yet? mom_of_horny_8yo>No - I don't think my husband would understand about me and my dad, let alone my desire to play with our daughter. Hornydaddy4daughter>Give me just a moment I got up from my chair and walked to the door, trying to be quieter than before. I snuck up the stairs and looked in on Angela, who was still kneeling on her bed, sliding the dildo in and out. I left the door cracked open and walked to the door of my wife's office and peeked in. "Jess, are you busy?" Her hands darted to the mouse to close a program as I stepped in. "Not really, what's up?" I pulled up an extra chair and sat next to her. "I just looked in on Angela." I glanced at the computer monitor, then back at her. "It looks like she found your dildo, and somehow knows what it's for and how to use it," I gave her a half assed half embarassed smile. "Looks like you're the mom of a horny 8 year old" I used the screen name of the woman I'd been chatting with on purpose, hoping to elicit a response. She sat back in her chair, her mouth dropping open. She seemed unable to speak, but her obviously erect nipples and the scent of excited woman filled the room. I gently reached over to her mouse and opened the browser. The chat I'd been having popped up on the screen. "You never told me your first lover was your dad." I said conversationally, reaching out and taking her hands. "I didn't think you'd understand" she faltered. I nodded at the screen, her last words glowing brightly. "Did you mean what you said on there? Does our baby turn you on? I won't get mad or upset if it does, I just need to know." She looked down at her hands and nodded, embarassed and ashamed. I put a finger under her chin and lifted her face to look at me. "Were you serious about wanting me to seduce Angela?" I looked into her eyes and saw the truth behind them. "You realize that if we even try and she doesn't want me to, we could lose her forever, maybe even go to prison?" She nodded. "And you still want to risk it?" She nodded again. "She's still playing with herself, you know - at least she was when I came up here. When I said there was a phone call, I actually checked on her then, just to see if I was really talking to you, and I saw her orgasm." "You did?" she whispered, searching my eyes. "Did she see you?" "Not then and not when I came back - in fact, if we hurry, we might be able to watch her together" I stood up and helped her to her feet, and we walked down the hall together. Inside her room, Angela was pushing the dildo faster and faster into her pussy, her legs starting to tremble. Jessica and I stood in the doorway and watched as our 8 year old daughter brought herself to a panting orgasm. We wrapped our arms around each other, holding each other in the open doorway. Angela pulled the dildo out of her, her pussy staying open for a moment, giving me an all too brief glimpse of heaven before her young flesh sealed itself shut. She pushed the dildo under her pillow, evidently not daring to return it until morning. She lay on her stomach, her bare pussy still gleaming in the scant light reflecting into the house from the street. Jessica moved first, walking over to Angela's bed and sitting next to her head. Angela sat up, startled, and by the look of it, a bit scared too. "Mommy, what..." "Shhh, baby, it's ok - I just noticed you were still awake and I thought we could talk for a bit." She reached out and stroked her bare back. "That thing you just hid under your pillow - you know it's not yours, right?" Angela nodded, her face looking worried "I'm sorry, mommy, I was gonna put it back, I promise!" Jessica just shook her head, "Don't worry, baby, I'm not mad at you. Do you know what that's for though? Do you know what mommy does with it?" Angela started to cry. "I'm sorry, mommy, I didn`t mean to make it dirty, I... I... just..." "It just feels good, right baby?" Angela hiccuped and nodded. "What made you try and put it inside you?" "I was all itchy down there, and rubbing it with my fingers helped some, but then it was itchy inside, so I used my fingers, but it kept itching deeper and deeper, and I couldn't reach, but I remembered seeing the thing in your drawer, and it reached the itch so good, and then it felt even better, and..." The girl trailed off as her mom watched her face. "Honey, first of all, you don't have to worry - all girls get that itch. Maybe not as early as you, but even mommy gets the same itch. In fact, that's why mommy bought this." Jessica reached under the pillow and retrieved her dildo. "Mommy uses this the same way you do when daddy isn't here." Angela looked at her, confused. "Why when daddy isn't here?" "Your daddy has something that scratches that itch better than this," she said, putting the dildo on the end table. "Your daddy can make me shiver so much better than that can." She looked toward me and motioned me into the room. I stepped into Angela's sight, but she didn't seem to be embarassed to be naked in front of me, or even surprised that I was there. Angela pointed to the dildo still in her mom's hand. "Daddy, you have something that works better than that?" "Well, your mom thinks it works better, so I guess so," I said modestly. I looked to Jessica for confirmation, and she nodded, smiling. "Can I try daddy? I always itch like crazy!" "Well, honey," Jessica answered for me, "daddy and mommy can show you, but you have to promise your biggest promise that you will never tell anyone we showed you, especially if you decide you want daddy to scratch your itch, ok?" Angela nodded at once, but Jessica shook her head. "You have to really think about it, no answering without thinking. This is important, because if we show you and if you ever tell anyone, everyone will be in really big trouble." The eager smile slid off Angela's face as the seriousness of what her mom was saying sank in. "I won't tell anyone, momma, I promise" "Ok, then lay on your back for mommy, I'm going to show you one way I can scrastch your itch," Jessica said, softly touching the curve of Angela's small ass. "But I thought you said daddy has the better way to scratch?" the 8 year old said, confused. "He does, baby, but this is something mommy can do to - that way, if you want to scratch the itch and daddy's not home, I can help, ok?" Angela nodded excitedly and lay on her back, her head propped up on the pillow. Jessica moved her down the bed a little, spread the girl's legs and knelt off the edge of the bed, her head between Angela's legs. I sat on the bed next to Angela's side, stroking her hair as I watched my wife stick her tongue out and stroke it along our daughter's hairless pussy. At the first contact, Angela almost jumped out of her skin. ""Ooohhh," she squeeked, grabbing my arm. "Are you ok, baby?" I asked, caressing her face. She nodded, wheezing "That felt really good daddy!" "Then just lay there and enjoy it, baby," I said. I ran my hand down her neckline and across her chest, feeling her hard little nipples. I was surprised to feel the beginnings of breast buds forming under her pale pink nipples. I looked at Jessica's face and she seemed to know what I wanted, nodding her head just a bit. I got off the bed and knelt beside it, leaning over Angela's body, kissing her tiny breast buds. Angela gasped, her legs tightening around Jessica's head. I licked and suckled on her nipples as Jessica lapped at her pussy, teasing the girl's clit with her tongue. I don't think I ever remembered tasting anything so sweet as her little girl breastbuds. After our daughter came, Jessica moved from between her legs, and I kissed my way down her small frame, moving my body between Angela's legs. I kissed her little pussy, pink and swollen from the dildo and the ministrations of Jessica, tasting her mom's saliva and the little girl's juices mixed for the first time. I groaned with pleasure and pushed my tongue between her labia, then slid my tongue up to swirl around her tiny clit. I admit I lost myself for a while in the pleasures of Angela's pussy. As I lay on my stomach licking the girl to orgasm after orgasm, I lost track of all time and surroundings except the hairless pussy in front of me. When I finally did look up, I realized Jessica had taken off her clothes and was standing next to the bed, one foot on the bed next to Angela's head, our daughter's fingers working feverishly on Jessica's clit. I stopped licking and watched as our 8 year old gave her mom an orgasm. Eventually they realized that I had stopped and was watching. At this point, they had cum several times already, and here I was with a hard dick. "Did you want to see how daddy scratches mommy's itch?" Jessica asked. Angela's flushed face brightened up, and she nodded eagerly. I crawled off from between her legs, standing up. "I'll go get a condom," I said, moving toward the door. Jessica grabbed my arm, "No, I want her to feel the real thing. There's no danger of her getting pregnant yet, and it would be a shame to steal anything from her. I want her to be able to feel everything." I looked in her face, wanting to make sure she was serious. We had used condoms since Angela was born, not wanting to have another child, so it wasn't a matter of not having one. I might have still gone and gotten one had she not moved her hand down and started taking off my pants. My hard dick sprang into view, and Angela sat up, staring. She looked at it, then to the dildo sitting on the bedside table. "Mommy, it's bigger than that!" "Yes, baby, I know," Jessica said, leaning down to kiss the tip of my cock as my pants fell down to my ankles. Angela laughed, then gasped as Jessica engulfed my cock with her mouth. She sucked me for a few moments before taking her mouth off and looking at Angela. "What's wrong?" "Mommy, isn't that what daddy goes potty with?" "Yes, baby, but you go potty with that too," she said, pointing at her hairless pussy, "and both mommy and daddy licked there. Daddy keeps this clean, so it's not icky." She looked at the girl. "Why don't you try?" Angela looked wonderingly at my organ, then giggled as it gave a twitch. Jessica moved over and Angela scootched over to the side of the bed, her warm breath heating the saliva already on my cock. I groaned as the head of my cock slipped between her lips, then hissed as her teeth scraped against the flesh. "No teeth, baby - Daddy's sensitive there," Jessica said, and I felt Angela's jaw open more. I only let her suck for a minute, then gently removed my cock from our daughter's mouth. Jessica looked at me, her face a confusing mix of concern and humor. "Everything all right?" I nodded. "I'm so fucking turned on right now, I don't think I can hold out much longer." Jessica nodded then looked at Angela. "Honey, you know how it feels when you start shivering after your itches?" The girl nodded. "When daddies get that shiver feeling, they make this sort of juice that squirts out the end." "Would it hurt me mommy?" "No, baby, it wouldn't hurt. It may taste funny if you get it in your mouth, and it would have scared you if you didn't know it was supposed to happen. That's why daddy stopped you when he did." "It isn't pee though?" Angella asked, concerned. "No, baby, it's a special juice that daddies make to get babies. You don't have to worry, though," she added hastily. "You're too young to have babies yet." "Do I have to have it squirt in my mouth?" The young girl looked worried, and Jessica shook her head. "You don't have to do anything, but some day, I'll show you that it doesn't hurt to have it squirt in your mouth." Angela looked relieved as Jessica looked at me and smirked. "I have a feeling daddy wants to squirt it somewhere else." I nodded. I definitely wanted to "squirt" elsewhere. "Remember how mommy said daddy had a better way to scratch your itch?" Jessica asked. "Is it with that thing?" Angela asked, pointing at my cock. "Yes, baby it is. Why don't you get like you were when you were playing with my toy?" Eagerly the girl got on her hand and knees and turned around, pointing her cute little ass at the door. Jessica held her by the hips and moved her around a bit, putting her knees on the edge of the bed. She stepped aside, and I moved behind our daughter, my legs on either side of hers, my cock bumping against her hairless pussy. Jessica put her hand on my cock, moving it into position. "Why don't you reach between your legs and help daddy get it right," she said, and her hand was joined with our daughter's hand. I grasped Angela's hips and slowly moved my hips forward, my huge looking cock pushing between her small labia, guided there with the help of both my wife and my daughter. I pushed slow but steady, Angela's tight pussy a vice around my cock. I pulled almost all the way out, then pushed back in, working my way deeper and deeper into her. I felt my cock head bump into her cervix, still an inch or two outside her body, looked over at Jessica, and nodded. She moved from beside me and lay on the bed, her head under Angela's body. "I want to watch," she breathed as I started pumping into Angela's tiny body. Angela had started panting the moment my cockhead pushed past the spot her hymen would have been had she not broken through herself. Her mom watched Angela's facial expressions from under the girl, her fingers working both her clit and our daughter's clit. I could feel her fingers on the underside of my cock as I slowly pumped in and out of my daughter. I knew from the beginning I wouldn't last very long, the tightness of Angela's pussy, the thrill of feeling my wife's fingers on my cock as I made love to our daughter, and the forbidden nature of the coupling itself excited me beyond anything I had ever felt before. I held Angela's hips firmly as I pumped in and out of her sweet flesh, my cock feeling every ridge of muscle inside her. "I'm getting that feeling, mommy!" she gasped, her fingers curling in the blanket under her. Jessica didn't respond, and I realized her mouth was fastened to Angela's breast bud. She was suckling on the girl's nipple, her head being in just the right place. Suddenly, Angela stiffened, her already tight pussy clenching down on my cock almost painfully. I couldn't move inside her without pain, although at that point, it was almost pointless. Angela's orgasm triggered my own, semen boiling from my balls, through my urethra and drowning her young uterus with daddy sperm. I held her hips tight against me, holding my daughter up as I came, her arms threatening to unbuckle as she came. My wife wrapped a finger around the base of my cock, still outside our daughter, as I came, feeling the pulse of semen shooting through. Her back arched, her own orgasm evident. It wasn't until later that I realized we had all cum at the same time, the only thought in my head was the earth shattering orgasm I was feeling. Eventually, though, the orgasm ended as they always do, and I pulled my spent cock out of Angela, sitting on the bed as she collapsed sideways to lay on her side between her mom's head and me. Of the three of us, the only one with energy was Jessica, who rolled off the bed and shifted Angela onto her back, kneeling between her spread legs. Jessica leaned forward, her tongue darting out to lick the cum dripping from Angela's pussy. Angela started shaking almost immediately, driven to another orgasm by her mom's tongue. Semen almost squirted out into Jessica's mouth as she lapped eagerly, her fingers sinking inside the girl to work more cum out. Jessica finally stopped, pulling her dripping fingers from Angela's body. I expected her to lick her fingers clean - after all, she used to do that with me before we started using condoms, but instead she sat on the other side of our daughter and brought her fingers to Angela's mouth. "Just try this, baby," she cooed, and Angela opened her mouth distractedly. My wife slid her cum coated fingers into Angela's mouth, and she closed her mouth on her mommy's fingers, sucking the mixture of her and my combined juices off. "See, that wasn't so bad, was it?" Angela shook her head, cleaning off Jessica's fingers. "It tastes wierd, but not icky." "Next time, you can get some right from daddy, ok, baby?" my wife asked. "You mean daddy can scratch my itch again, mommy? Really?" Jessica laughed. "Daddy will scratch your itch whenever you want, baby. You might want to let him rest a bit before asking, though. Daddy can only get the feeling once before he has to rest a bit." Almost as a protest, my cock gave an excited twitch... ------------------------------------------------------- As I stated at the beginning, this is entirely fiction. I write fiction, and do not believe fiction should be censored, but neither should it be followed. If you have an urge to have sex with a child, seek immediate help, or cut off your pecker. Kids need to be cherished, not ravaged, protected, not exploited. As an author, I appreciate any kind of constructive feedback for my work. I do not write for profit, so the only payment I get is knowing what my readers think. Fitfully Yours(fitfully_yours@hotmail.com)