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   Copyright (c) 2003, Jack Spratt.  ALL Rights Reserved

   Date of first publication: Monday PM, September 08, 2003

   Story codes: M/ff incest

   Story intro: Keniesha's best friend, Jayden, enjoys tantalizing Kyle
with her perfect preteen body.  Both take pleasure in teasing him by
wearing micro-bikinis to accent their prime eleven-year-old bodies as they
enjoy swimming.  Jayden declares her interest first but, Keniesha brings
her relationship with her Daddy to the ultimate end.  Enjoy.

   Jayden, My Daughter's Best Friend

   Another Story By

   Jack Spratt

   Since kindergarten, my daughter, Keniesha, and Jayden have been the best
of friends.  At that age, you only notice two young hellions running
through the house causing all kinds of mayhem.  Over the years, our two
families have become strong acquaintances; not socially, but for mutual
assistance.  When Jayden's parents need a babysitter we oblige and they
return the favor.  Over the years, it has worked out great for both sets of
families.  When Jayden's parents had an opportunity to go on a second
honeymoon we had Jayden's company for nearly three weeks.  Having Jayden
around is like white sound: you really don't notice her.  Even at the
dinner table it is like having twins, Jayden is such a part of our life.

   A bit about myself: my name is Kyle Manning and, at age thirty-nine, my
life has been very fulfilling.  My wife Cynthia is my inspiration.  She, at
thirty-seven, is the rock in the family.  She is the practical one and I,
on the other hand, am the wild one.  My position as Senior Vice President
at a large trucking firm has provided our family with a very satisfactory
income and prestige.  Cynthia is a senior chemist at a local firm, also
well established.  Between the two of us, we have been able to enjoy a very
wonderful life.

   We moved to Evansville when I managed to secure a job with the firm
after three interviews.  Cynthia willingly left her employer to accompany
me.  Fortunately, she had a job in her field within three days and we both
have never looked back.  Prior to the birth of Keniesha, we had purchased
our dream home in a very fashionable suburb in the southern part of
Evansville.  It is a large house, as we had planned on having four
children; but, a medical problem with Cynthia nixed that.

   Both of us enjoyed Cynthia's pregnancy to the fullest.  Watching her
body balloon into its beauty had me enraptured throughout her term.  We had
a nightly ritual after Cynthia's bath: she would come to the bedroom naked,
lay on the bed and I would gently rub a moisturizer on her tummy to help
prevent stretch marks.  After each session, we would have sex.  Our private
joke was we wanted to make sure the pregnancy took.  If volume is the
measuring stick, we guaranteed results as my thick, creamy sperm leaked out
of her pussy every night.  As the end of her term got close, we enjoyed
doggy style, often anally as Cynthia enjoys it as much as I do.  My
favorite function was to taste her every night before we had sex.  Her
secretions were heavy prior to getting pregnant and seemed to increase the
larger she got.  Four hours before her delivery my face was buried in her
pussy enjoying her tasty honey.  The size of her breasts nearly doubled as
they readied themselves for our child.  The birth of Keniesha just drew us
closer together.

   When Cynthia came home from the hospital, we continued our regime of
massaging fragrant skin oils into the soft skin of her tummy.  She insisted
she satisfy my needs, as well as hers.  As her pussy healed, we usually
enjoyed anal, with plenty of oral sex thrown in.  I did my part by sucking
her clit and enjoying her honey which flowed heavily from her stitched
pussy.  One of the great joys of Keniesha's birth is when our young
daughter would have her fill of breast milk; my loving wife would offer me
the surplus.  Draining Cynthia's massive breasts was certainly not a chore,
but a gift of love.  Her milk was thick and hot.  Besides heightening our
sex, during that time, Cynthia found both Keniesha's and my sucking a real
turn on.  I was actually sad when Keniesha was weaned.

   All our efforts to prevent stretch marks seem to have worked.  Cynthia
is still able to wear her micro-bikini when she enjoys our pool.  Her tummy
is silky smooth and as sexy as ever.  She taught Keniesha, at a very, early
age, to accept water as part of life..  She had Keniesha in the water at
age two, assisting her to float.  Keniesha never had any reason to fear the
water.  She splashed and screamed with joy as Cynthia held her.  Keniesha
could swim by age four.

   Keniesha proved to be a wonderful child.  As a young baby girl she
seemed to blossom, absorbing all our attention and love.  She was healthy
and beautiful, just like her mother.  Then, like all children, she grew up
to be a handful of energy.  We nearly had to tie her down to get her to go
to bed at night.  When Jayden's parents moved into a large house three
doors down; they became instant friends.  The friendship gave us a welcome
breather as Keniesha spent nearly half of her time at Jayden's home.

   Fortunately, Jayden loved the water as well.  Both girls continually
pestered us to watch them at the pool, till finally they were old enough to
take care of themselves.  Years ago, I had a net, the width of the pool,
installed.  With it in place, we kept the girls in the shallow end of the
pool, where the deepest section was to their shoulders.  When adults were
available, the net was rolled up and the full pool was available.

   Having the girls in my face daily put me in a mindset where I didn't
comprehend the subtle changes that took place in their young, preteen
bodies.  My perception changed when both girls, now eleven, convinced their
respective moms that they should be allowed to wear bikinis.  Then I
noticed the transformation . . .  big time.  Both girls seemed to have
developed from gangly, young hellions to young girls showing all
developments in becoming women.

   They wear matching bikinis, but in different colors.  Keniesha's is a
shocking red that seems to complement her long, blonde hair and her
sky-blue eyes.  Jayden's is black, matching her full shoulder-length, raven
black hair.  Her eyes are a very dark brown and, in some light, actually
look black.  Her light complexion sets the complete scene.  Jayden's hair
has always been full bodied, like her mom's.  Her mom is able to keep it
clean and shining which, in itself, is a tremendous feat, considering the
girls are on the go from morning to bedtime.  Then, Jayden had her ears
pierced and started wearing dangly earrings.  Keniesha insisted she be
allowed the same privilege.  It wasn't long after that Jayden started
wearing a deep red lip-gloss.  She looks like a sexy black-haired Barbie
doll.  Keniesha again copies her friend.

   Both of their young, preteen bodies seem to change overnight.  Their
bikini tops are actually protruding with young, developing breasts.  Their
hips, thighs and bums lose their baby fat and are showing subtle feminine
characteristics.  I, not noticing before, am still in shock.  The biggest
change is the way they start to mature mentally.  Overnight they take on an
aura of womanhood.  Both become very conscious of their appearance, when
once they didn't seem to care what they looked like; now, they are talking
color coordinated clothing and matching accessories: both girls pour over
the latest fashion magazines.  Their baggy clothing changes to body hugging
styles accenting their young developing bodies.  The biggest shock is the
size of my Visa bill after Keniesha has her mom take her on a shopping
trip. How can so little in fabric cost so much?

   When the girls realize the power they have to get the boys, and men, in
their life to act like fools they seem to take pride in practicing their
wiles on me.  For months, my daughter, Keniesha, and Jayden have been
tantalizing me with their young bodies.  At the beginning, there was no
sexual conation to what they did; but, as they realize their power they
used it to manipulate me to do all kinds of things for them.  Usually that
meant me being at their beck and call for rides to the movies or the mall.
They have also developed liking to visit the large beach that is about
twenty minutes from here.  Both girls have developed a sexy pouty look that
makes mush out of me, as they seem to sense I am a sucker for the Brigitte
Bardot look.  While at the beach, they and a number of their peers seem to
take great pleasure parading back and forth, teasing every male.  All that
eye candy has it effect on me as well.

   It gets to a point where I look forward to being the lifeguard.  I hate
to admit it, but I enjoy ogling them as they frolic in the pool.  When they
have some of their other friends over, I really get my fill of young
beauties.  As the summer wears on Jayden seems to enjoy talking with me. 
Often, while Keniesha is sunbathing, Jayden will sit across from me in her
provocative bikini, legs spread, stretching the material into her
well-developed camel toe.  There isn't very much material in the bikini
bottom and when it's molded to her pubes it seems like there is even less.
Jayden is developing into a very attractive young lady, reeking sex appeal.


   Jayden proves to be very knowledgeable on numerous subjects, often
surprising me with her keen comments.  She proves to be a worthy debater
during some of the arguments we have.  She never misses an opportunity to
contradict me, just to start something.  As these interchanges develop, I
start feeling different about Jayden.  She is no longer just my daughter's
good friend; she is a very appealing, sexy, young girl/woman.  Sometimes I
have to pinch myself to redirect my train of thought to the subject at hand
and not to concentrate on the changes in her young preteen body.  One of my
recurring dreams is of both Jayden and I, as teenagers, falling in love. 
Often I wake with my arm around Cynthia, squeezing her, and the image of
Jayden is on my mind.

   I realize there is a problem when, after enjoying nearly an hour of
foreplay with Cynthia, most of it between her legs eating her, my mind is
thinking of Jayden instead and how her young preteen pussy would taste. 
The worst thing to almost happen is after bringing Cynthia to a climax and
then while I'm ejaculating hard, and my sperm starts to flow deep into my
wife's cunt, I nearly shout out Jayden's name as I cum.  How I caught
myself still is a mystery.  Then, the feeling of guilt over takes me. 
Cuddling up to my Cynthia, she murmurs a "thanks," then falls asleep while
I'm thinking of Jayden, makes me feel like a shit.

   After that incident, I attempt to distance myself from Jayden.  Now,
instead of arguing with her, I find some excuse to return to the house. 
The ruse doesn't work for me as I keep thinking of her lush, young body. 
For her, it has her confused.  I often watch her through a curtained window
as she stares at the house after I gave her some lame reason.  She looks
confused and hurt.  That image doesn't help, as my desire to comfort her
makes me feel even worse.

   One evening, after a day in the pool and the sun, relaxing enjoying a
drink, Keniesha comes down to the family room wearing a robe; she has just
showered.  Looking inquisitively at me.

   "Daddy, are you angry at Jayden?  She told me you no longer argue with
her and seem to be cold towards her.  She asked me if you mentioned
anything to me what she might have done.  Is there something wrong?"

   "No, Keniesha, all is well.  I have had a few things to do for work
recently and can't spend the time with her as much as I would like to.  You
can tell her everything is fine."

   "Okay, daddy.  You know she really likes you.  I mean really, really
likes you and so do I."

   Keniesha quickly moves towards me and encircles her arms around my neck
hugging me.  The movement causes her robe to open, exposing a lot of soft,
bare skin.  She is naked under her robe.  Her ample titties crush against
my bare chest, her nipples bore into me like hot rivets.  Looking down
confirms what my mind had surmised; Keniesha's lovely, young breasts and
nipples are everything I imagined and more.  Her tummy is flat.  She
notices me trying hard not to notice and softly smiles.  She steps back
with legs slightly spread giving me a view.  Her hips are well flared, but
what gets me is the mat of blond hair just above her ample peach and the
thin layer framing her thick, luscious pussy lips, just like her mother's.
Her love lips are very well defined; large and puffy, very similar to what
I have been envisioning about Jayden's.  She does have an ample camel toe
shape to her pussy.  My cock reacts as expected.  Hell, I am getting a hard
on as I gaze at my preteen daughter.  Keniesha notices my growing bulge.

   "By the look of that, I guess you like me too, daddy."

   She leans over kissing me on the forehead and runs upstairs.  Her robe
flaps loosely as she moves.  My mouth is still hanging open.  This is not
what I expected or intended to happen.  My blood pressure has to be up
nearly thirty points.  I need another drink.

   Sleep eludes me for a long time as my mind rehashed the image of my
daughter on its screen, repeatedly.  Every time it fills my mind, I get
another guilt complex.  Thinking of young Jayden is one thing; thinking
sexual thoughts about Keniesha is another.

   The next day is hell, with the lack of sleep and then the heat of the
day.  Work is a bitch.  The only good thing about it is it is Friday. 
Maybe the weekend will put me in a better state of mind.  I will have to
find some way of making my peace with Jayden and get the thoughts of
Keniesha back where they belong.

   Fortunately tonight, the two girls are going to a movie with a group of
their friends.  My meeting with reality is put off till tomorrow.  Cynthia
and I take advantage of their absences and enjoy each other, first in the
shower and then in bed.  On my knees between Cynthia's legs, admiring her
beautiful pussy, reminds me of the view of our daughter.  Lapping Cynthia's
ample juice, my mind is comparing it to the unknown: Keniesha's pussy
juice. I can control the conscience mind, but not the semi-conscience.  The
way it is going means it will get me in trouble for sure.  After both of us
are satisfied, Cynthia leans over and kisses me on the lips, tasting
herself.

   "Hmmm, you taste and smell like pussy."

   "I guess it is because I just enjoyed the freshest, tastiest pussy in
Evansville."

   "When were you between Jayden's legs?"

   "What?"

   "Just teasing.  Keniesha told me Jayden has a crush on you.  You had
better watch out: she is on the make for you."

   "You have to be kidding?  She is only eleven."

   "Yes, eleven going on sixteen.  You must have noticed the changes in
your daughter and Jayden.  Which reminds me, Keniesha and I are going
shopping tomorrow: she needs larger bras.  We make take in dinner and a
movie; you know a mother-daughter day.  I will call you."

   "It is a good thing I just paid the Visa bill.  It will give me an
opportunity to clean the pool.  You girls have a good day."

   The morning is a rush.  With both girls needing the available washrooms
I, with my second cup of coffee, retire to the deck with my morning
newspaper.  The large trees shade this area keeping it cool till mid
afternoon.  Both girls stick their head out the door and say goodbye. 
Cynthia in a falsetto whisper says,

   "Watch out for Jayden.  She will be on the make for you."

   What is embarrassing is Keniesha heard her and is laughing.  Both
disappear and the front door slams.  The car accelerating from the driveway
tells me they are on their way.  Looking at the pool reminds me of the
chore at hand.  Vacuuming the pool is time consuming, but my mind keeps
envisioning Jayden's soft, sexy body gliding over the surface.  It is
mid-afternoon and the job is complete.  Realizing the heat has me sweating
like a pig, I decide to have a shower and then spend the rest of the day
enjoying the clean pool.  With a towel wrapped around my waist, I head to
the kitchen for a cold drink.  Opening the refrigerator door, surveying my
choices I hear,

   "Hi, Mr.  Manning!  Is Keniesha around?"

   "No, Jayden, she and her mom have gone shopping, something to do with
bigger bras."

   Then looking up the view throws me into a mental shock.  Jayden is
standing in the doorway looking as beautiful as always; but, there is a
slight difference today.  She is wearing a soft pink micro bikini she
hasn't worn before.  Hell, I thought her black one is revealing.  It is
like a blanket compared to this one.  The pink one just covers her nipples
giving me a view of her luscious orange sized breasts.  The bottom barely
covers her pubes; actually, it exposes a fair amount of her love lips and
it looks like some black hair has escaped.  Today her lip-gloss and make-up
match her bikini; the overall effect ages her to look sixteen even older.
Exactly what Cynthia suggested last night?  The effect on me is predicable.
My cock has managed to find the opening of my towel and the head is peeking
out at Jayden, precum is dripping off the tip.

   The look on her face tells me she is taking in the view of me as I am
enjoying looking at her.  When I realize my exposure, my blush covers my
body.  Quickly covering my raging hard-on, I feel embarrassed.

   "Oh, you don't have to cover up on my account.  You look good, Mr. 
Manning."

   "I feel embarrassed, Jayden.  You took me by surprise.  Has your mom
seen you in that suit?"

   "Don't you like it?  I think I look good in it."

   "It looks good on you, Jayden; but, don't you think it shows too much?"

   "Well, I will only wear it here or at our pool.  Mrs.  Manning wears
hers all the time and I think she looks good in it."

   "That is different.  She wears it only in our back yard which, as you
know, is surrounded by an eight-foot privacy fence."

   "Mr.  Manning, do you want me to change?"

   "Please, Jayden, enough with this Mr.  Manning stuff.  You have been
part of our family for years: call me Kyle.  No, I don't want you to change
if you don't want to."

   "Good.  Well, if I am part of your family can I call you daddy?"

   Looking at Jayden, the last thing I feel like is a daddy.  As hard as I
try, my mind continues to look at her as a potential lover.  Me!  Having
sexual thoughts about an eleven year old preteen!  Then, my mind reminds me
I had the same thoughts about my daughter last night.  What the hell is
happening to me?

   "I guess it would alright."

   The next thing to happen is Jayden has her arms around my neck.  Looking
at her in surprise gets me a passionate kiss.  Without realizing it, my
arms are around her, hugging, when the towel drops to the floor.  My mind
is registering the soft feeling of her bum cheeks, my one finger running
down her ass crack finding her tight little rosebud.  While I'm softly
caressing her anal opening, the shock of what is happening registers.  My
cock is pushing against her bare tummy and Jayden is moving against me,
moving from side to side.  What am I thinking standing there naked with an
eleven-year-old preteen?

   "Jayden, we have to stop."

   "Why?"

   Boldly she reaches out and grasps my tool, nearly bringing me to my
knees.  Her soft hand feels so good caressing on me.  This wasn't supposed
to happen . . .  ever.  Seemingly with a mind of their own, my arms
encircle her chest drawing her towards me.  Jayden doesn't release her grip
on her willing captive.

   "Jayden, stop this now!  Go out to the pool and I will go and change and
join you."

   "You said yourself the privacy fence makes your pool area private.  You
don't need a bathing suit.  Besides, you look great.  You know I have been
dreaming about you lately."

   "Why would you do a thing like that?  I am a married man."

   "But you are a hot, handsome, married man with a big dick.  You feel so
hot."

   Jayden breaks her hold of the hug, but not her hold on my cock.  She
tugs gently and we end up on the deck beside the pool.  She pushes me into
a deck chair and stands in front of me, supposedly to block me from running
like hell.  Mesmerized, I watch her lean over and undo the tie of her micro
bra, dropping it to the deck.  Her titties are duplicates of my daughters.
Terrified, I watch her undo the two small bows on her hips holding her
micro bikini bottom, then watch it float to the deck.  Her young preteen
pussy is framed by fine black hair.  Her pussy lips qualify for the camel
toe designation.  They are large and spread exposing her lush beauty.  I am
petrified, frozen in the deck chair, not wanting to move for fear of what
may happen.

   Jayden climbs on my body and sits on my knee, grasping my shaft.

   "Now, we are both naked.  I hope you like me like this."

   "Oh, Jayden, it isn't a matter of like; it is a matter of right or
wrong."

   Instead of acting like a responsible man and insisting Jayden get
dressed; my hands engulf her hips, steadying her as I ogle her spread
pussy. Her legs are straddling me, spreading her flower, giving me a breath
taking view.  Her scent fills my mind and then a second scent causes my
spine to tingle.  Jayden's pussy is secreting her sexy aroma.  My body
starts to tremble with anticipation.  This can't continue.

   Jayden pulls her body against me and we kiss, a soft kiss that is
accompanied by her very tasty tongue.  Like magic, my finger finds her
tight anal opening and I push.  Jayden's reaction is not one of disgust but
one of bliss, as she buries her face in my neck moaning softly.

   "Nobody has ever touched me there, daddy.  It feels naughty, but a good
naughty."

   At this point, I am lost in her aura.  Common sense has shut down; all
that is left is the desire for more of Jayden.  First, my fingers find one
breast and then the other.  Her nipples are hard as diamonds, perky and
pointed.  Jayden has managed to shift her body; her pussy is spread open
against my bare leg.  I can feel it with all its heat and moisture.  Then
as I stand with great effort lifting her, my hands are cupping her bum
while my one finger is still on her asshole.  It slips in.  Walking
awkwardly, I manager to carry her to the sunroom, sitting her on a large,
soft sofa.  Jayden's legs are spread and allowing me my first vision of
her. On my knees, my breathing is irregular while gazing at her perfection.
Her open pussy is moist with small drops of honey forming.  Her female
scent is overwhelming, drawing my face between her legs.  After tasting
Jayden with the tip of my tongue, like chips, one taste is not enough. 
Sucking her inner lips starts her natural juices to flow in volume. 
Drinking from her brings back a quick memory of the first time I convinced
Cynthia to let me kiss her pussy.

   All her life she had been taught that anything to do with sex is taboo.
The concept of anyone wanting to look or touch her between her legs was
revolting; but, persistence broke her resistance.  The night in question,
we were sitting on a deck swing in her parent's back yard.  Lifting her
skirt exposed her while cotton, Mother Hubbard panties.  Cynthia was
trembling with guilt and anxiety.  Although very leery of what my plan
entailed, she lifted her bum to allow me to lower the panties.  It was the
first time I ever saw a black pussy.  My experience with white girls was
very limited, as well.  Cynthia didn't make it easy with her legs all
scrunched together.  My view was of a beautiful dark brown mat of tight
curly hair and the top of her ample slit; further coaxing got her to
begrudgingly spread them very slowly.  Her haunting feminine scent hit me
like a hammer.  Finally, her full pussy was exposed, the pink interior very
moist and appealing.  Her body was sexually excited as the flow of thick
opaque cream attested, her scruples about sex were still resisting.  After
the first taste, my addiction to her was instantaneous.  When my tongue
found her large, extended clitoris she nearly broke my nose when she jerked
her body upwards.  After bringing her to her first climax, all her dogma
about the horrors of anyone enjoying her between her legs went out the
window.

   Now faced with Jayden's pussy isn't really the same, as Jayden is open
and willingly exposing her puffy, love lips, but tasting her is a memorable
experience.  Her young pussy is generating all kinds of honey.  With my
mouth attached to her, my wandering finger finds her juice-lubricated
asshole and disappears deep.  Her first climax is the noisiest I have ever
experienced.  Her anal muscle tightens on my finger as she cums.  She moans
like a wounded animal, sounding loud enough to give the neighbors cause to
be concerned that someone is being killed.

   "Jayden, you have to be quiet.  We can't have anyone curious about what
we are doing."

   "You have no idea what you are doing to me.  I never knew doing this
could make me feel so crazy.  Do it again daddy, please!"

   There is no turning back now: Pandora's box is open or should we say
Jayden's?  I continue gorging myself on Jayden's juice till she moans.

   "Daddy, stop!  I can't take any more.  Sit beside me."

   With one last kiss on her dripping, preteen pussy, my finger slips out
of her bum; then, moving beside her, I am hurting.  My raging hard-on is
screaming for relief.  Jayden is breathing hard as she comes down from her
visit to sexual wonderment.  Cuddling into my chest, Jayden's small hand
encompasses my shaft: her warm hand on me helps.  We both watch as she
slowly pumps.  Lowering my foreskin reveals a sloppy mess of precum on the
head of my cock.  She runs her thumb through it, giving me a jolt through
my body.

   "Keniesha and I always wondered what you had in your bathing suit.  We
have a contest: which one of us could guess how long you are.  I think I
won.  It looks longer than seven inches, which is her guess."

   "Keniesha is wondering how big I am?"

   "Sure, daddy!  What do you think girls talk about?  We are too old for
dolls, you know."

   "So, you talk about me?"

   "No daddy, just when we see you in your bathing suit and sometimes when
we are together sleeping over.  She is more crazy about you than I am."

   What a revelation!  My young, beautiful daughter is interested in her
daddy?  I don't know if I should be overjoyed or annoyed.  There is no
reason for me to be annoyed, considering the way I have been looking at
Keniesha lately.  Then, it happens.  With my mind temporarily off of what
Jayden is doing to me now has me realize she has primed me to ejaculate.

   "Jayden, you better stop what you are doing."

   Too late: string after string of hot cream shooting straight upwards,
startles Jayden but gives me the relief I so dearly need.  Jayden's hands
and breasts are all covered with cum.  One shot covers from her left eye
across her nose, her lips and the balance of the shot on her nipple.  The
horrified look on her face is replaced with a look of surprise; then, of
accomplishment as what happened registers in her mind.

   "Wow, daddy!  That is a lot of stuff you shot out.  Is that cum?"

   "Cum, sperm . . .  yes, that is what happens to guys when they climax."

   Her tongue involuntary licks her lips capturing a large gob of cum. 
Watching as her taste buds analyze the taste, I'm relieved to see a smile
burst on her face.  She uses her finger to capture more and taste it.

   "Daddy, you don't taste that bad.  I wasn't sure at first."

   "Well, some girls like it and some don't.  I am glad you do.  You taste
great."

   The smell of ejaculated sperm now fills the sunroom.  Fortunately, most
of it hit Jayden and she has swallowed most of it.  We need to shower and
dress.

   "Jayden, get your bathing suit and hit the shower.  I will clean up the
mess.  We can't have Cynthia and Keniesha returning home and finding this."

   Watching Jayden's bottom disappear out the door has my old soldier
reacting and trying to come back to life.  What would it be like to fuck
someone as young as Jayden?  Will I ever find out?  What am I thinking?

   The water is running in the upstairs bathroom with Jayden showering. 
After making sure no cum is on the sofa, I head for the downstairs shower.
Returning to the deck, Jayden still hasn't come down.  Diving into the pool
the cool water reduces my amorous feelings and my hard-on quickly subsides.
When Jayden walks out in that micro bikini even cool water can't keep it
down.  Jayden smiles at me, grabs a pool tube and jumps into the water. 
Struggling, she manages to get on the tube.  It is twirling around slowly.
First, her head is pointed at me and then her feet.  On the last turn, I am
looking down her legs at her now bare pussy.  Jayden has untied one side
exposing heaven to me.  Her pussy is puffy and reddish from all the recent
activity.  Now I know that I am going to try and fuck her, it is just a
matter of time.  The telephone rings.  Out of the pool to the phone I
answer.

   "Hello."

   "Hi dear, we are all shopped out, glad you limit on your Visa is high. I
asked Keniesha if she wanted to go for dinner and a movie and she said, "No
way!" She said it is too hot and wants to come home and try her new bikini.
What have you been up too?"

   "Well, cleaning the pool.  I just had a shower and was about to have a
drink."

   "Sounds good.  We will see you in about twenty minutes."

   Hanging up I return to the pool where I am between Jayden's legs staring
at her lovely peach.  It is covered with mist and it's not just the pool
water.

   "Keniesha and her mother are on their way home.  They will be here
shortly.  I am afraid you will have to cover up."

   "Can you give me a kiss down their daddy?  It feels so good."

   Pulling her body towards me my mouth covers her delicious pussy, sucking
a mouthful of her honey from her cavity.  Kissing her pussy several times I
lift her legs, exposing her tight anal rose bud.  Kissing her there gets a
squeal and a wiggle as she attempts to move her asshole from my kisses.

   "Daddy, you shouldn't kiss me there."

   "Why not?"

   "Isn't it dirty?"

   "Didn't you just shower?"

   "Yes."

   "Did you not shower there as well?"

   "Yes.  I always make sure I am clean all over."

   "Well, you answered your own question."

   To prove my point I lift her legs once more and plant a kiss on her
tight little asshole.  This time there is no resistance.  Backing off, I
watch as she wiggles to get the bikini bottom back in place and redoes her
tie.

   "Thank you, daddy.  I hope we can do this again.  I can't believe how I
felt when it happened."

   When we hear the car in the driveway, I am sitting in a deck chair and
Jayden is still floating in the pool.  I point out numerous times she is
going to burn, but it falls on deaf ears.  At least her pussy won't burn:
she has it covered.

   Keniesha and Cynthia burst on the scene.  Keniesha has Jayden get out of
the pool so Jayden can follow her to her bedroom, carrying all the
purchases.  Cynthia comes over and gives me a kiss.

   "Hmmm, you taste like toothpaste.  Did you taste Jayden?"

   As much as I try, my blush overtakes me.  Grabbing Cynthia, to divert
attention from my embarrassment and guilt, I walk her to the kitchen to
make us a drink.

   "I can't believe how little Jayden's bathing suit covers.  I couldn't
blame you for getting interested.  Wait till you see Keniesha's."

   "What do you mean?  Did you buy her a micro-bikini?"

   "That and a number of bra and panty sets.  She actually told me it
should drive you crazy looking at her and Jayden."

   "Keniesha?  You're kidding.  She wouldn't do that."

   "Wait and see.  Jayden has a crush on you and I wouldn't be surprised if
you have the same effect on your daughter."

   "But I am her dad."

   "And she is developing into a very informed woman.  You should have
heard all the topics we discussed today.  Boys and men are on her mind. 
Your daughter is growing up fast."

   Then, we hear what sounds like a small herd of elephants coming down the
stairs.  What Keniesha is wearing throws me for a loop.  Her micro is even
more daring then Jayden's and I didn't think that could be possible.  It is
very obvious that either Keniesha shaves or she is completely devoid of any
pubic hair at this age.  The bikini bottom is so small it doesn't cover the
outside of her ample pussy.  Looking at the way she is built reminds me of
her Mother when we first met.  Keniesha's top just covers her nipples,
giving me a view of her small orange sized breasts.  Cynthia notices my
erection just before both girls do.

   "Keniesha where do you think you can wear a bathing suit like that?"

   "Here, daddy.  It's just for our pool.  It is kinda skimpy, isn't it?"

   "Skimpy is hardly the word I would use."

   Both girls run and jump in the pool.  I am sure that both will lose what
little they are wearing; but, both girls break the surface with all intact.

   "I see your daughter had an immediate effect on you, Kyle.  Aren't you
ashamed?"

   "Look, Cynthia, I am sorry, but she took me by surprise.  I didn't know
there were bathing suits like that."

   "I am just teasing, Kyle.  Our daughter is a very beautiful young girl,
or should I say woman."

   "I need a drink."

   Drifting to the family room, sitting down, I must have fallen asleep. 
Cynthia's voice calling me brings me back to the present.  It is dark.  I
have been sleeping for five hours.

   "Cynthia, why didn't you wake me?"

   "Well, you looked so peaceful.  Cleaning the pool must have really tired
you.  Or was it Jayden?"

   "I will never tell.  Where are the girls?"

   "Jayden's mom called and she went home.  Keniesha's in her room on the
telephone, likely still talking to Jayden.  They seemed as thick as thieves
when they got out of the water.  Some big thing Jayden just had to tell
Keniesha.  Both of them seem very excited.  Make sure you say good night to
Keniesha before you come to bed."

   What could have Jayden told Keniesha to get that reaction?  Shit!  Did
she tell her about us?  If she did, how did Keniesha take it?  A very
sickening feeling comes over me.  It is nearly ten; Cynthia is upstairs
running her bath.  Having a quick shower to make sure every bit of Jayden
is removed from my body; I go upstairs, stopping at Keniesha's door,
knocking softly.

   "Is that you daddy?  Come in."

   Keniesha is sitting up in bed wearing her nighty.  Her legs are covered
with a sheet.  The bed is strewn with magazines.  Her hair is pulled back
in a bun; her lips are glowing with lip-gloss.  She looks so desirable.

   "Mom told me to look in on you before going to bed.  Did you have a good
day?"

   "I did daddy, but not as interesting as Jayden's.  She told me about
this afternoon."

   My stomach is on the floor between my feet.  I am envisioning me being
tied to the wall; ten men with big guns ready to shoot me for my crime. 
Sweat appears on my chin and forehead.

   "I can explain."

   How in the hell can I explain the fact I spent hours eating her best
friend's pussy and then contemplated fucking her but couldn't because
Keniesha and her mom came home too early.  That is the only reason Jayden
still has her cherry, assuming she still is a virgin.

   "Daddy, no need to explain.  Jayden is beautiful, I know that and,
besides, she has had the hots for you for years.  You just didn't know it.
Sit beside me."

   Sitting, I watch as Keniesha flips the sheet from her legs exposing her
bare legs and lack of pajama bottoms exposing her preteen pussy. 
Swallowing hard I attempt to look away.

   "Daddy, I want you to do the same thing to me."

   "Keniesha, you are my daughter."

   "And you are my daddy!  You know how much I love you and mom.  Daddy, I
want you too.  Jayden told me she calls you daddy and you like it."

   "Keniesha, you know the meaning of incest?"

   "Yes, it when two in a family love each other and show it."

   Just as Cynthia told me, Keniesha has grown up without me knowing it;
not only physically, but mentally as well.  Staring between her legs, the
moisture seeps between her full love lips.  Sitting this close, her sexual
elixir is formidable.  Her scent is beckoning me to explore her offering.
My willpower has been letting me down all day and, at this moment, it seems
to be on vacation.  The temptation is not going away.  Keniesha shifts her
body exposing more of her pussy, now spread open.  Leaning over I take a
quick kiss.  Her essence travels from my lips to my tongue and finally
registers in my brain.  A little taste is not enough and I go back to the
source.

   Hungrily, I lap up her offering, spreading my daughter's preteen love
lips to extract my fill of her.  Keniesha's hands are on the back of my
head, pulling me deep as possible into her pussy.  Her body convulses with
her first oral climax.  My fingers are roaming and one finds her asshole.
It quickly disappears to the second knuckle.  Keniesha sighs and trembles
for the second time.  What the hell am I doing?  What am I going to do? 
How do I get out of this mess?

   Finally, Keniesha has had enough.  Her pussy and clit are so tender from
cumming she needs me to stop.  Sound familiar?  One hand is on an ear,
pushing me away from her tasty pussy.

   "Enough, daddy.  Wow!  Jayden was right!  It is something else when you
do it, compared to me doing it to myself."

   "Keniesha, we shouldn't have done this.  Your mother will kill me."

   "Only if you tell her.  Can I do something for you?  Jayden says you can
really shoot a lot of cream.  Did she actually taste it?  She said she
did."

   "Do you actually think this is something we should be talking about?"

   "Of course, Jayden is my best friend who had sex with my dad.  Both of
us love you daddy."

   "I think it would be best for both of us if I went to bed.  We will talk
about his tomorrow."

   "Night, daddy.  I love you."

   "And I love you princess."

   In our bedroom, Cynthia has already retired the lights out.  Laying down
she rolls over and kisses me.

   "I won't even ask you who I am tasting this time."

   Three hours later sleep overtakes me.  Feeling like my world is about to
explode?  You bet.  Upon waking up in the morning, my mind is full of
dread. After all the wonderful experiences yesterday, I am sure today could
be my day of reckoning.  Facing Cynthia after her comments last night is
the last thing I want to do; but, it has to come to a head.  The fragrance
of fresh coffee fills the house; Cynthia must be in the kitchen.  Slowly I
head for my doom.

   "Good morning, Kyle.  It is going to be a nice day.  You don't look like
you had a good sleep.  It is likely the nap you took yesterday afternoon
put everything out of whack."

   "Could be, likely a cup of coffee will remove the cobwebs.  Where is
Keniesha?"

   "She took off like a shot.  I think she is having breakfast with Jayden.
Those girls are as thick as thieves.  I wonder what they are up to?"

   Happy that I am still in one piece with no questions or innuendos, can I
be so fortunate?  With my stomach still in turmoil, I have two coffees for
breakfast.  Cynthia has toast and jam.

   "Keniesha really got to you last night, didn't she?"

   "What do you mean?"

   "Kyle, I tasted pussy on your lips last night when we kissed and since
we didn't have sex and the last one you saw after your shower was your
daughter, you do the math."

   Ever get the feeling that your life is about to flash before your eyes?
My spine is tingling, waiting for the next expose.  What is Cynthia going
to do now?  She has me nailed in spades.

   "She told me she planned on seducing you.  I don't think you could stay
away from her.  Hell, when we were in the changing room she even got to me.
Keniesha has one helluva body for an eleven year old.  I didn't look like
that till I was at least fifteen."

   Cynthia comes to me and sits on my lap, kissing me.  The feeling of
reprieve fills me; the massive weight disappears from my shoulders.  My
hand slips under Cynthia's gown and finds her very wet pussy.  All this
talk about our daughter seducing me has her excited.  Pulling my finger out
of her pussy, I put it under her nose then wipe it on my lips, and then I
kiss her.

   "There . . .  the pussy juice you taste is yours, not your daughters."

   Walking hand and hand to the bedroom, she slowly undresses in front of
me.  Finally naked, she lays on the bed with her legs spread, beckoning me
to do what I do best.  Her honey flows heavily and I drink deeply.  There
is no such thing as enough of my Cynthia.  After having her cum numerous
times, I enjoy one of the strongest climaxes in years.

   "Regardless of what happens between you and our daughter, remember I
love you."

   Feeling at awe at Cynthia's revelation, do I understand that she expects
Keniesha and me to expand our sexual relationship?  Does she feel I don't
have a chance against the wiles of my own preteen daughter?  Snuggling to
her lush body, we hug and kiss.  Two big splashes in the pool tell us the
girls have returned.

   Covered with Cynthia's ample juice and cum, I hit for the shower. 
Cynthia is on the throne as I get out, a golden stream leaving her body. 
Watching her pee has always been a turn on for me.  Getting up she makes a
production out of wiping herself, exposing gobs of cum on her inner thighs.

   "Quit staring, pervert, and let your wife have a shower."

   Brushing by me, she stops long enough to give me a kiss.  In the shower,
she hums her favorite tune.  Slipping into my bathing suit, I am at
poolside.  Both girls are swimming, but stop when they see me moving to the
ledge.

   "Are you coming in, daddy?"

   "Yes, daddy, we have been waiting for you."

   That is Jayden.  Both girls are smiling and watching my trunks slowly
move as my hard-on grows.  What do the two nymphs have planned?  After
enjoying Cynthia there isn't much left.  Slipping into the water, both are
on me like locusts.  Both are wearing their micro minis.  Each grabs an
arm, pulling me to deeper water.  Jayden slips her hand into my trunks,
grasping my now hard cock.

   "Hmmm, I like this.  Keniesha, have you felt it yet?"

   "No, he wouldn't stick around last night.  I think he is afraid of his
little, defenseless daughter."

   "Well, it is nice."

   Keniesha can see that Jayden's hand is in my suit and follows her. 
Jayden leaves her to me, pulling her hand out.  Keniesha's eyes seem to get
brighter as she handles her daddy's cock.  She looks me in the eye and
squeezes.

   "Daddy, you are big."

   "And what are you comparing it too?"

   "Some stupid boys that think girls are interested in their little
penises.  After we reported them, they realized we weren't.  Yours is thick
and long."

   "Hi, girls.  What are you doing to Kyle?  Remember, he is mine."

   "We are just borrowing him for a few minutes.  He is all yours."

   Keniesha gives me a squeeze and whispers to me.

   "You won't get away so easy tonight, daddy."

   "And I want more too . . .  daddy."

   Both young girls swim to the deepest end, turn, and stick their tongues
out at me.  I am wishing that my hard-on would go down before I get out to
face Cynthia.  She is watching me in my discomfort, actually laughing. 
Sitting beside her, she looks at me and then the girls.

   "Where those bad girls giving you a hard time little boy?"

   The rest of the day is relatively quiet, if compared to what has
transpired over the last twenty-four hours.  Both girls have seemed to
disappear and Cynthia has quit teasing me.  Keniesha joins us for dinner.
She is actually wearing jeans and a cut off t-shirt showing lots of bare
skin.  There are a lot of intriguing looks as we look at each other, trying
to determine where everyone stands.  Helping Cynthia clean up, Keniesha
disappears upstairs and showers.  When we are done, Cynthia leans over and
kisses me.

   "I am going to have a long, relaxing bath and go to bed.  It has been a
long, revealing day."

   Watching her leave, I shower downstairs, throw on a bathrobe and watch
some television.  This complete day has been crazy.  Cynthia is the biggest
surprise for not only not killing me for touching Keniesha, but for warning
me that there is more to come from our daughter.  If you asked me what I
have been watching for the last hour, I couldn't tell you.

   "Daddy, I have been waiting for you."

   Keniesha is standing in the doorway in a semi transparent gown.  The
material clings to her body, accenting her small breasts.  She looks like
an angel, so innocent, but we all know she is far from that.  She sort of
flows towards me, blanketing me in her scent or I should say her mom's
favorite perfume.  When Cynthia wants to get me horny, she wears that
scent. It reminds us both of the first night we enjoyed full-blown sex. 
Keniesha straddles my legs and sits.  Her robe opens revealing she is stark
naked.  My tool reacts as expected, hard and willing.  Keniesha grabs it
and raises her body, aiming my cock at her very wet pussy.  Slowly she
lowers her body on me, forcing my cock to enter heaven.  With two hard
thrusts, my shaft disappears into my own preteen daughter.  Keniesha is
able to accept my full seven plus inches.

   "I told you I wanted more, daddy.  I had to beat Jayden with something.
What do we do now?"

   "Cry.  I shouldn't have allowed this to happen.  Daddy's aren't supposed
to do this with their daughters."

   "Well, it happened and I am glad.  Don't give me any shit and tell me
how to do the rest."

   At this point, I have totally lost all control of the situation. 
Keniesha has an agenda and it looks like she is completing it.  I can only
hope her mom meant what I thought she did; otherwise, I am dead and don't
know it.

   "Well, you can keep doing what you are doing, or we can go to your room
and we can do it lying down."

   "Hmmm, I like this feeling, do you?  Those health books we have at
school never mentioned anything like this."

   Keniesha's searing pussy has everything in control.  She is slowly
rocking back and forth, allowing for short, penetrating strokes.  There is
no way to describe the feeling.  Grasping her breasts, rolling her hard
nipples with my fingers, gets a satisfying sigh from her.  Her arms circle
my neck and we kiss or exchange fluids as her tongue is playing
feely-touchy with mine.  Keniesha tastes of toothpaste and mouthwash.  She
thought of everything.

   Our actions go on for a timeless period.  My mind is concentrating on
enjoying the unique feeling Keniesha's actions are providing me as she
slides up and down on my shaft.  She brings me close to exploding a number
of times and then stops just before I am about to blow.  How she manages, I
have no idea.  Finally, she shutters as she nearly squeezes all of the
blood from my neck and then stiffens as a strong climax over takes her. 
The first one brings me back to the present.  Concentrating on my feelings,
I fight off cumming until she repeats her sensation three more times.

   "Keniesha, I am going to cum."

   "I want you daddy."

   And cum I did.  This morning with Cynthia was amazing; but, tonight with
Keniesha takes me over the top.  Hot cum shoots straight up into my
daughter.  Keniesha has her pussy pushed tightly against my crotch to
maximize the depth I am in her.

   "Daddy, that was awesome!  What a feeling!  I am tingling all over!"

   "Well you have totally exhausted me.  I am beat."

   "Mom isn't going to like that."

   "I may be dead in the morning.  So, it won't matter."

   "I don't think so daddy.  Mom and I both love you so much."

   "I love you too, princess."

   "Good night, daddy.  I think you are the best daddy in the world."

   Even in this light, I can see cum seeping down her thighs.  My tool, and
all the hair, is coated with cum and Keniesha's honey.  After getting my
breath back, I struggle upstairs to our bedroom.  Cynthia is fast asleep,
or at least it looks that way.  Beside her, I lean over and give her a soft
kiss.  She rolls over, facing me, and then I feel her hand on my cock,
rubbing her hand up and down.  Then she brings it to her nose.

   "Keniesha?"

   The feeling of awe quickly disappears.  The feeling of fear overtakes
me.

   "Yes."

   "I will make an appointment for her tomorrow.  She will be on the pill
before this happens again."

   "I love you, Cynthia."

   "I know you love us both, Kyle.  I love you too.  Now go to sleep. 
Tomorrow is going to be another big day.

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