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Part 13

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The days leading up to Friday weren't all work, I had my time with Nina and it was wonderful. We kissed and played around, but didn't go as far as anal sex. She wasn't sore anymore, but was having some problems with constipation. I did some research and found that most people that did anal liked to use laxatives or enemas or both prior to the act. I wasn't sure that would go over well with Tatia though, I chuckled to myself.

I did purchase some stool softeners and that did the trick. It was a turn on slipping the capsule inside of her I can tell you that. I spent a good amount of time with my tongue in her bottom while I brought her to an intense orgasm before inserting it.

She told me how happy that she was to be able to go potty the next day.

I was surprised to have a knock on my door Friday morning.� I turned on the video camera, not knowing who was calling on me. I smiled when I saw it was Jason standing there. I saw the nervousness on his face as I invited him in.

"How are you doing, Jason, is everything okay?"

He hesitated before finally blurting out. "I don't think I can do it!"

"Why?"

He looked at me in desperation. "I don't know what I am supposed to do!"

I smiled and placed a hand on his shoulder as I guided him to my couch.

"It will be easier than you think. We will take some of you two posing together, some being playful, maybe a couple other ideas I have as well. Nothing that will be difficult, I promise."

He looked like he really wanted to say something, but couldn't get it out.� I took him and showed him the backgrounds. That helped to loosen him up some. After a while he finally confided in me.

"What happens if I get... you know."

"Hard?"

He looked desperate as he nodded.

I smiled and reassured, "Don't worry about that, we can always stop for a break if necessary."

"But what if Wendy sees?"

I shrugged. "Are you telling me that she has never seen you with an erection?"

He flushed and looked away. "Yeah, I guess she has."

He looked up quickly and qualified his statement. "I don't mean that I have, you know, done it on purpose or anything, it's just..."

I finished for him as he trailed off, "Something that happens sometimes."

He nodded looking ashamed.

I patted his arm and confided. "I have a confession to make."

He met my eyes, still with that tortured look.

"I get hard sometimes when I am taking the pictures."

His eyebrows rose in surprise. "You do?"

I nodded. "I do. It is difficult not to when the models are bending all over in interesting poses."

He nodded along with me in relief. "Yeah?"

"Of course, I am human."

"Even with little girls?"

I hesitated for a second then let out my breath. "I don't mean to, it's just all the bending."

He sighed in relief and gave me a tremulous smile. "Do any of them notice?"

I shrugged. "Some, they don't usually say anything though. I have had a few blush or giggle about it though."

"What about the moms and dads, do they notice?"

I shrugged and said, "I have had a couple notice. They never said anything about it, so I didn't either."

His eyes were wide as I was tell him that. "Nothing?"

I shook my head. "Nope. I can tell you that I have seen a few dads have to adjust themselves while watching me photograph their little girls."

He slowly relaxed as we talked, confessing. "I don't mean to get hard when I am around her, but sometimes when she is running around naked she will bend over in front of me. I don't mean to look, but my eyes seem drawn to her butt immediately."

He lowered his head, shaking it.

I patted his shoulder and asked, "Does she do it on purpose?"

"What?"

"Well, from what I know of little girls, they like to tease when they know we are looking."

He raised his head back up as I spoke and I saw that he was thinking about it.

"She might do it on purpose sometimes," he said with a slight smile. "She does have a naughty streak."

I laughed, "Most girls do."

He chuckled for a second then sobered. "Yeah, but what about when she is wearing panties and they slip down just a bit in the front, are you saying that is a normal reaction? I'm her dad for fuck's sake!"

I squeezed his shoulder. "She is a happy little girl who loves her dad. She is well adjusted from everything I see. Do you think she doesn't know you look at her?"

He looked at me again with that pained look on his face. "Do you think she does?"

I nodded. "If you want my opinion, most girls know that guys look at them, that includes their dads. It is how we are wired. Society wants to act like it is wrong, but I have watched people through my camera for many years and I can tell you that almost everyone looks."

"Yeah, but not at your own little girl!"

I sighed. "Isn't it true that most girls grow up looking for a guy that reminds them of their dad?"

He looked at me saying, "Yeah, I have heard that."

I shrugged. "Are you telling me that they aren't looking to fulfill some deep seated inner desire to have what they were never allowed?"

He raised his shoulders in an approximation of a shrug as he thought it through. "I don't know... Maybe."

I nodded. "Maybe."

He thought the process through and surmised. "So you are saying that little girls look at their dads also?"

I laughed, "Absolutely! I have gotten pictures of girls staring at their dad's junk on more than one occasion. I don't think it is something that any of us can help. They are looking because it is how their brains work as well. We look for a suitable mate to procreate all the time. It's why you can look at a beautiful woman and appreciate her, but not desire her, yet another one can walk by with a different build and it makes you go crazy. Biology!" I laughed.

He thought through my words and finally nodded. "I can see that. There have been times that a woman walked by and I thought she was pretty, but didn't have any desire to approach her, then other times when I see someone who takes my breath away, even if they are not as pretty as the other gal."

I nodded. "Exactly."

"Wow, I never thought about it like that."

I laughed, "I have a weird perspective."

I ventured farther. "Part of the reason that you find your daughter attractive is because she reminds you of her mom I'll bet."

He thought about it and nodded. "Maybe. I really loved her mom."

I could tell it was a painful subject and was going to let it go, but he continued.

"She was gorgeous! Long blonde hair, blue eyes that pulled you right in. I thought it was true love at the time, but I was young and dumb. She was never that into me, now that I think about it. She liked to party more than I did. I was never much of a drinker as you probably noticed."

I laughed along with him and nodded as he continued, "She would go out and drink on the weekends then come home and we would go at it like rabbits. We never wore protection and for some reason I thought that we could choose when and if she would ever get pregnant." He shook his head and laughed, "Yeah, young and dumb."

"We all have been there I'm afraid."

He chuckled ruefully. "For sure. Anyways, she got pregnant after just about 6 months of us being together. She was furious and blamed me. She was too far along to have an abortion by the time she realized it, so she made me the target of her anger about why she couldn't party and when Wendy was born, she wanted to give her up."

"I grew up differently I guess, and didn't want that for my daughter.� So when she was born I took her and moved in with my parents for a few years until I could get on my feet. She tried to come around once in a while, but she was never really interested in her daughter, it was more about seeing my reaction to her new life. Eventually she just stopped coming by or calling. I haven't heard from her since Wendy was about 8 months old."

He shrugged it off, but I could tell it still hurt.

"That sucks."

"Yeah." He said then went quiet as he reminisced about the past.

He sighed and raised his head eventually and said, "So you think that is why I have these feelings?"

I nodded and said, "She is very beautiful. It is an understandable reaction."

"She's just like her mom."

I smiled saying, "Except that she loves you with all of her heart."

He gave me a full smile. "God, I love that little girl!"

I laughed. "Just always be good to her and quit worrying about your thoughts. If she looks uncomfortable about anything you guys do, then make sure to stay away from that. Otherwise enjoy each other."

"You think so?"

Nodding I replied, "I do. It's okay to look. If it bothered her, she wouldn't run around naked in front of you."

He liked that reasoning commenting, "That's true."

I had to ask, "Have you ever seen your mom naked?"

He flushed immediately.

I nodded. "I don't know about you, but I tried to catch my mom naked all the time growing up."

He was quiet for a bit before he sighed "Yeah, me too."

"Did it bother her?"

He thought about it and shook his head. "No, usually she would smile and tell me to go play."

I chuckled, "I'll bet you saw her naked after that didn't you?"

He nodded.

I smiled and reassured, "We all like to be looked at.� It makes us feel good."

He relaxed more and said, "Okay, I will try not to worry about it."

Smiling I said, "I would enjoy the view and don't be upset if she peeks at you. It's what little girls do."

He smiled.� "Okay, I will try."

"Good."

I told him to bring a couple different pairs of swim trunks with him, along with a few different types of shirts. I let him look through the albums on my tablet to get an idea of different poses that we could do. There was a few pics of Nina with her butt pushed out towards the camera.

I asked him, "Would it bother you if Wendy posed like that?"

He shook his head replying, "No, I don't think so."

I scrolled to one of Nina with her legs spread and could hear his breathing change when I asked him about that pose.

"N-no, I think it would be okay."

I slowly scrolled through the pics of Nina with her panties exposed and when I got to the ones of her on her hands and knees looking back at the camera I knew he was imagining his daughter.

"Wendy would look good like that too," he said quietly.

"Yes, she would!� She has a cute little bottom."

He nodded as he looked at the last few in the album. He looked disappointed when it ended.

"Do you..."

"What is it?" I asked.

"Do you ever take..." He couldn't say the words.

"Pictures of her naked?"

He nodded without making eye contact.

I thought about my response to him. I really wanted to tell him I did, but I was worried that he couldn't keep that a secret. At least not yet. I came upon a solution and said, "I would only do that if her mom approved of it, but I do have an album that has some slips."

He looked confused. "Slips?"

"By slips I mean that maybe the model's shirt slipped down showing a nipple, maybe the swim suit was loose around the leg and it accidentally showed more than it should. Things like that."

He nodded. "You mean like when Wendy's suit was loose?"

"Exactly."

I waited until he asked, I wasn't going to offer it, he had to want it.

"Um, would it be alright... I mean, you know... if I could see it? Not that I want to see that kind of thing of course, just so I can see what you are talking about."

I thought about it and took a chance. "I don't know, I never show it to anybody. There are lots of people's kids in there and I don't know if they would get upset if you saw their little girls like that."

He tried to think up a valid reason why it should be okay. I saw the wheels turning. "Uh, well, uh... what if you blocked their faces or something? Would that work?"

I acted like I had to think about it then shook my head. "I don't know. The only reason I am even thinking about letting you see it is because there were a few accidental shots of Wendy from when we were at the pool."

His head shot up and he said, "There were?"

I nodded. "They happen sometimes. �I save them in case the parent ever wants a copy of them."

He cleared his throat. "Um, so how do the parents go about asking for them?"

I smiled and replied, "They just ask."

He looked down again. "Oh... So how do I know if I want a copy if I can't see them?"

I liked his reasoning. "That's true.� I guess I could show you the album if it doesn't offend you."

He shook his head. "It wouldn't offend me."

"Okay then, hold on."

I went to my computer and accessed one of my encrypted drives and uploaded the album to the tablet so he could look through it.

I opened the album on the tablet and let him scroll through at his own pace. There were some fantastic slips in it. I felt myself get hard as I saw a great variety of different little pussies.

His hands were shaking as he swiped through them all slowly. I knew how many were in there and at this rate he would be a good hour or so. There were mainly kids in the album, but there was quite a few adult slips, as well as see through tops and bottoms. He skimmed through the nip slips quickly, but the pussy shots he spent a lot longer.

I saw him shift his dick to a more comfortable position several times

He paused on the one that had Ashley fully exposed in the background and said roughly. "I know her, she has stayed the night with Wendy before."

I nodded. "Oh yeah, that's Ashley."

He nodded, remembering her name. He spent a long while checking her out before moving on. He paused on one of the many that I had of Tatia in her see through top and tight shorts that showed off her camel toe.

"Wow."

I smiled. "She is incredible isn't she?"

He nodded slowly without taking his eyes off of her. He eventually shook himself and flipped through a few more. He really liked Beth. He growled softly in approval at each picture of her. He finally got to the pics of Wendy and I heard his breathing stop as he checked out his daughter.

I saw his hand drift down and press hard against his dick.

I said softly, "She is really beautiful."

He nodded slowly. "Just like her mom."

I took a chance. "Did her mom shave?"

He nodded.

"I'll bet it looked a lot like that didn't it?"

He nodded again.

"Do you ever jack off while thinking about her?"

He jerked back and said, "Wendy?"

I shook my head. "No, her mom."

He affirmed that he did.

"Do you ever think about Wendy like that?"

He denied it immediately, but it lacked conviction. His hand was still pressing down to give lie to his thoughts.

I knew the next picture was a close up of her that showed her lips parted to reveal her beautiful pink insides and a slight peek of her clit. I leaned over and flipped it to that shot. His jaw dropped.

I asked softly, "Would you jack off to that picture?"

He didn't answer, so I stood up and adjusted my own hard-on.� He watched me move it to downwards so it wasn't pushing against the front of my shorts.

"Sorry about that," I said in a low voice, "she is very beautiful."

He nodded. I grabbed a hand towel and tossed it to him. "You can take care of that if you want, it doesn't bother me."

He looked back at the picture and said, "But she's my daughter."

I grabbed a hand towel for myself and walked back over to the couch and sat by him.

"But she looks like your ex."

He nodded, his hand now holding his dick through his pants.

"Imagine kissing her."

He groaned and fondled himself. I unbuttoned my shorts and saw him watch as I slowly unzipped them.

I said softly. "I can almost see you with your face between her legs, seeing your tongue moving slowly up and down her cleft."

His eyes widened as he watched me pull my dick my dick out.

"Your turn," I said softly.

He followed suit,� unsnapping his pants and unzipping the zipper, then working his pants down until his dick sprang free. I nodded in approval, noting that we were about the same size.

"Nice dick.� I'll bet Wendy likes seeing it."

He was breathing hard now.

I looked at the picture of his daughter and asked, "Can you see your mouth on her?"

He looked back at the picture and I saw his hand wrap around himself.

He said firmly, "I am picturing her mom."

I smiled at his attempt to deflect his desires.

"Fair enough, imagine your mouth on her."

He groaned and I saw his hand start to move. I copied him.

"Can you see her chest rising as your mouth tastes her? Hear her little gasps of pleasure?"

He sped up a little and so did I. He looked over a few times to watch me stroke myself.

"She is very beautiful, isn't she?"� I repeated.

He nodded, looking back at his daughter again.

I could tell he was getting close so I kept going.

"I can see her smiling down at you after she has her first orgasm and say in her little girl voice, 'Thank you, Daddy.'"

It was too much for him. He sped up and grunted, grabbing the towel and cumming into it. He sighed in relief as he finished and looked over at me, watching me stroke myself.

I said hoarsely, "Is it okay if I cum to her picture also?"

He nodded and held the picture in my direction. I saw that he watched me as I pleasured myself to his daughter's picture. I sighed happily when I was all finished and he gave me an abashed look before looking back at the picture of his little girl.

I cleaned myself up and fixed my shorts as he did the same, then took both of our towels and tossed them into the washer, feeling the wetness of his towel against my fingers.

He kept looking at the picture of his girl for a while longer when he said, "I have never done that before."

I chuckled and said, "Neither have I, but that picture was wonderful."

He nodded asking, "You haven't jacked off to it before this?"

I shook my head. "No, I haven't looked at this album very often. Now I'm not sure why."

We both laughed at that and I asked, "Do you want a copy of any of her pics?"

He nodded. "I would love that."

"You are going to have to hide them so no one else can ever find them."

He smiled. "I have an app on my phone that I can use. It's where I keep my porn stash!"

I smiled back. "Okay, then I will send them to you."

He plugged his phone in and I uploaded the whole album. I probably shouldn't have, but he did share his daughter's picture so I could cum with him.

He moved the album as soon as I unplugged his phone and smiled when it was done. "I can't wait to see them later!"

I chuckled and said, "She is worth looking at."

He nodded and stood up. "Well, I guess I should be going now. So, what time do you want us to come over?"

I thought about it and said "Well, it could take a while to do the different sets, so I would aim for around 10 and plan on at least 4 hours."

He whistled. "Wow, 4 hours. Okay, we will be here."

We shook hands and grinned at our shared memory before he headed back to his place. As soon as he was gone I watched the video and found myself hard once again as I watched us masturbate side by side. I wondered what Tatia would think of it and smiled. I knew she would find it a huge turn on! I smiled as I uploaded a copy to the tablet.

I couldn't wait to show her!

After I checked out my props one more time, I looked at my faithful video camera. I wished I could have a couple more angles. Wait, I could! I smiled as I grabbed my keys and headed for the door. I came back with a three video cameras and a wireless security setup with tiny cameras. I set two of the cameras up in the living room at different angles and one in my bedroom, hidden behind a plant on my bookshelf. I had 6 security cameras that I placed in my bedroom, bathroom and living room.

I wasn't planning on watching people on the toilet, just wanted to catch the girls showering. It was a little creepy, but I couldn't help myself. I spent a good hour walking around the house and making sure that these were hidden and hooked up to the recorder.

I didn't do anything with Nina that afternoon. We were starting to form a pattern on the weekends now it seemed. Nina knew that Friday night I would be with her mom and she was okay with that. We had a good afternoon regardless, just visiting and talking about her school day and the various little things that she thought about. We didn't even talk about her teacher, even though I was dying to.

That evening after we got Nina to bed I told Tatia about my afternoon. Like I had thought, she was incredibly turned on by it. I saw the delight in her eyes when I told her I had recorded the whole thing. She begged to watch it and giggled excitedly when I pulled my tablet out from where I had hidden it earlier.

The video was good, but it was incredibly erotic watching it with her. She listened to us talk and was very pleased at his reaction to her pictures.

"He liked the pictures of me?"

I laughed, "Very much so."

That made her nipples stand out boldly through her tank top.

"I would love to do a photo shoot of you and him."

She looked at me in surprise. "What?"

"I would love to see you and him teasing each other while I took pictures of it."

She blushed and said, "I couldn't do that!"

I raised an eyebrow. "Why?"

"Because! You and I..."

"I will be right there.� Would it bother you to pose with him?"

She shook her head. "It's not that, I don't want you to think I am chasing after another man!"

I smiled "I know you are mine. Do you think that I want you any less because of what has happened with Nina?"

She thought about it and shook her head. "No, I know you are mine."

I nodded in agreement. "As I know you are mine."

She relaxed a bit and eventually said, "So what kind of pictures would you take of us?"

I thought about it for a bit and said "Well, maybe you could be wearing your stretchy see-through top and cotton shorts that I love so much to start with. I would have you pose in front of him as if you don't know he's looking, then move to a few different shots based off of that."

She nodded. "Okay, that doesn't sound too bad."

"No, I want it to be fun and flirty. Maybe you can give him your wonderful smile and mischievous look, teasing him as you pose. Maybe even acting like you are going to flash him."

Her complexion darkened at my words. "I couldn't do that!"

I could tell she was excited by the thought, even though she wasn't admitting it.

"Would you trust me to pose you both together?"

She looked at me and asked, "What if you don't like us being that close?"

I laughed softly. "Tatia, you are mine. There is nothing that would ever change that unless you didn't want me anymore."

Her eyes grew fierce like they always did when we talked about not being together. "Never!"

I nodded. "Then don't worry about me, I am completely okay with you posing with him. I guarantee I could make money off of a set like that."

Her eyes lit up at the thought of making money. "Really?"

I smiled. "Absolutely!�� As long as you trust me and trust that I am yours."

She relaxed and smiled back at me. "I do, always."

We watched the rest of the video and I saw how turned on she got, so as she started watching it again I undressed her and slid between her legs, bringing her to orgasm after orgasm as she watched Jason and I. When she finished the video for the second time she rolled me onto my back and had me look through the album while she took care of me.

I didn't even make it through a tenth of the pictures before I came. She hummed in pleasure and didn't stop until I was soft. She slid up my body and watched the slideshow of the pictures in the album with me for a good twenty minutes, her hand eventually stealing down her body to bring herself off twice more before we called it a night.

We laid together in the dark for awhile, just enjoying each other's company before she eventually asked, "Is he going to be naked?"

"Maybe, as long as it doesn't bother you."

"It won't bother me."

She was quiet again before she asked. "Is he going to be hard?"

I chuckled softly. "Baby, how can he not be if he is around you?"

She giggled at that and pressed herself against me.

"He likes looking at you," I said softly.

I was surprised at her words. "What?"

She moved her body against mine and added, "He looked like he wanted to take you in his mouth!"

"No way!"

She chuckled and tilted her head up to look me in the eyes. "Would you let him?"

I looked at her, unsure of what I was feeling.

She gave me her predatory smile and said, "Would you do it for me?"

I coughed as I colored at her words. "Uh, I don't know."

She sighed. "Well, I don't know if I should do a photo shoot with him then."

Damn, she was playing hard ball!

I cleared my throat. "I would do it if you were there."

She gave me her victorious smile. "Hmm, We'll see."

We fell asleep with those thoughts running through our heads.

The morning brought a sense of excitement. I hadn't had a real opportunity to do a photo shoot in quite a while now. I was really looking forward to it!

Tatia asked if she could come over and watch, but I shook my head explaining, "Not at first. If they become comfortable and can relax, then I can ask about you coming over. I am afraid you would be a huge distraction for him though."

She smiled at that. "No, I'm not."

"Ha! You know you are!"

She was pleased and kissed me for it. "Okay, but I really want to see, especially if Nina is going to be in them also."

I nodded. "Okay, I will probably take some with them before having you come over. He will be a lot more relaxed being around Nina if you are not watching him."

Her eyes glinted. "Do you think he will get hard looking at her?"

I smiled. "Probably, would that bother you?"

She shook her head. "Not if you are there to keep an eye on her."

"I promise to make sure she is comfortable with everything that happens."

"Okay, my love, just make sure you let me know as soon as it's okay for me to come over."

"I will, honey, I promise."