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   Candy & Lace Part 4 by The Razor's Edge



   After Brenda and Marcia left I went upstairs.  Lace was already in bed,
eyes closed.  I checked in on Candy.  She was awake lying on her bed.  She
hadn't changed into her nightshirt.  She was still in her panties and wore
nothing else.  She was staring at the ceiling.

   "You okay, kitten?"

   "Yeah, I am.  That was fun tonight.  I told you we'd get to see Marce's
tits tonight." She giggled.  "They're bigger than I thought."

   "She's stunning.  But where did you learn to kiss like that?" I asked,
questioning gently.

   "TV.  Mom and me watch lots of neat programs.  I never kissed like that
before tonight.  It was awesome." Candy was always enthusiastic about
everything.

   "You didn't mind kissing another girl?" My voice was low, inquiring.

   "I'd rather kiss Marce then some creepy boy.  I liked kissing her.  It
was exciting."

   I walked over to her bed.  I put my hand on her stomach, making little
circles around her belly button.  Her skin was so smooth and flawless.  I
just looked at her.  She was precious.  She and Lace were my whole life.  I
loved them both deeply.  I was quiet.  I looked at her flat chest; her
enlarging nipples.  In six months she would be growing tits.  I moved my
hand up, and slowly traced one of her nipples with my finger.  She watched
me, eyes wide open.

   "Did ...  did you like feeling her pussy?" I asked, quietly.

   "Yeah, I did.  I never did that before either.  I ...  I wanna do it
again," she admitted.

   "What ...  what about your mom ...  ah, playing with herself, baby. 
What ...  what did you think about that?  Did ...  did that bother you?"

   Candy giggled.  "Of course not, daddy.  I know all about people playing
with themselves.  Marce has taught me lots," she giggled, knowingly.  She
was thoughtful for a second.  "Sex is fun, isn't it, daddy?"

   "Yeah it is.  I'm glad you like it, baby."

   Again she was quiet for a second.  "Is fucking fun too, daddy?"

   I wasn't surprised at her language.  I liked it.  "Oh, yeah, baby.  It's
way fun." My cock had gone down, but now it was getting harder.  I
continued playing with her little, rosy nipple, gently teasing it between
my fingers.  She was soooo tiny.

   "Do you mind if I use dirty words sometimes, daddy?"

   I chuckled.  "I don't mind, baby.  Your mom may have something to say
about it though.  And we wouldn't want you to use them outside of the
house, would we?"

   "You're fun." She looked down at my fingers, playing with her tiny tits.
"All of a sudden you and mom are starting to talk to me like an adult.  How
come?"

   I chuckled a little.  "Well, kiddo, it was an experiment that kinda
backfired, kitten.  It's a learning experience for all of us, I guess."

   My hand returned to her stomach.  I traced my finger through her navel
again.

   "Daddy?"

   I looked into her eyes.  "Yes, kitten."

   "I ...  I like you playing with my tits," she admitted, quietly.

   "And, I really like playing with them too," I admitted too.

   She smiled at me.  "If ...  if I rolled over would you massage my ... 
my back?"

   I was in heaven.  "Sure, baby."

   Candy rolled over on her stomach.  She only had on her little blue,
silky panties.  I could clearly make out her little, firm ass cheeks.  Her
little crack was spectacular.  I started at her shoulders but quickly ran
my hand over her lower back, inches from the top of the silky-smooth little
panties.

   She looked back at me.  Her voice was huskier now.  "Daddy, is my ass as
nice as Marce's?"

   I was mesmerized now, staring at her little, firm butt.  It was almost
if she had me under her control.  God, I was hard.

   "It's beautiful, baby," I cooed.  "I love it.  And ...  and I love
looking at it and ...  and feeling it too," I admitted.

   "Then massage it for me daddy, okay?"

   I didn't need another invitation.  My hand went inside of her panties. I
began to gently knead the flawless skin.  I could hear her murmur a little;
a slight cooing.  Again she looked back, watching.

   "Ummm, that feels good," she whispered.

   I needed more.  I couldn't stop.  My middle finger found her little ass
crack.  I began to trace over it, gently, slowly, enthralled by the little
crevice.  Slowly my finger began to enter between the tiny mounds.  She
cooed again.  Her legs began to spread slightly, allowing my finger better
access.  Finally I arrived at her rosebud, her little tiny, shit hole. 
There was no turning back.  I needed this.  I looked up at her.  Her head
was between her arms.  She was enjoying my fingering.  My hands went to her
hips.  I raised her to her knees.  I removed her little panties.  Her ass
was all mine now, completely bare.  I spread her cheeks.  There it was; my
reverie, the final outpost of my years of sexual perversion.  I could see
her tiny slit underneath.  She was only 11 but I needed to do this.  I was
in a trance.

   "It's soooo pretty," I told her.  "Ummm, can I kiss it, sweetie?" I
asked, quietly.  "I really want to."

   Her head turned.  She grinned at me.  "Okay," she giggled.

   I slowly lowered my mouth.  I first kissed her right cheek, then her
left.  She giggled again.

   "Daddy, your verrrrry naughty," she purred.  "Kissing my butt."

   "I know.  And I want to do more," I admitted.

   "Oooh, what?" she giggled.

   "This."

   Now my tongue traced through her little ass crack and finally settled on
her little rosebud.  I traced my tongue around.  Then my mouth clamped down
and I sucked.

   Candy's breath exhaled quickly.  "Oh, daddy!  That feels good.  It's
soooo cool."

   Then I kissed and sucked her little, tiny pussy.  Finally, I was there.
My years of dreams had come true.  I was eating my little daughter.  I was
in heaven.  I wanted to do more but I knew she was too little.  I could
never hurt her.  Never, ever.

   "Is this oral sex?" she asked me.  Shamelessly.

   "Yes, baby.  Do you like it?"

   "Oh, yeah," she whispered.  "I love it."

   I turned her over, raised her knees and spread her beautiful, long legs.
I looked up.  She was playing with her little, pink nipples, watching my
every move, a slight smile on her face.  I again lowered my mouth, again
tonguing, kissing and sucking at her little slit.  She raised her hips,
meeting my thrusts, my sucks, enjoying our first father-daughter sex.  I
brought my hand up.  I toyed with her little slit.  Kissing; toying;
playing.

   Then her voice; husky now.  "You want to fuck me, don't you daddy?"

   "Yeah, baby, I do.  But you're too little.  I'd hurt you.  And I don't
want to do that."

   "It's okay.  I know.  But you will someday, won't you, daddy?  Promise?
Promise you'll fuck me, daddy."

   "I promise, baby."

   I took one last look at her little sex, inhaling the beauty of the
little organ.  I closed her legs and lowered her knees.

   "Well, I guess I better get to bed, baby." I leaned over and kissed her.
"Goodnight my precious little girl.  Sleep tight.  See you tomorrow.  I'm
glad you had a good time tonight.  And ...  and I really liked kissing your
little slit."

   Candy giggled.  "You can kiss me down there anytime you want, daddy.  I
wanna learn sooo bad.  I ...  I wanna be your little slut," she said, so
seriously.  I was amazed but I was also relieved.  "And ...  and Marce
wants to be your other little slut, too.  I can tell.  Lucky daddy.  Two
little sluts to play with," she giggled.

   I kissed her again, full on the lips.  "Goodnight, baby," I chuckled. 
"We're going to have a real fun time, you and I ...  and Marce.  I can
tell."

   "'Night daddy." I left her and closed the door.

   I undressed, crawled into bed, still horny with a raging hard on, still
thinking about Candy and Marcia.  I was so glad I shot lots of pictures.

   "You check in on Candy?" Lace asked from the dark.  I thought she was
already asleep.

   I had to calm down.  My cock was like a rod.  My voice may have given me
away.  "Yeah.  She seems okay with tonight.  I think she had fun.  You know
Candy, she's up for just about anything.  She told me she liked kissing and
playing with Marcia.  She thought it was cool.  And she was okay with you
jerking off in front of her, too."

   "Marcia's tits were just fucking awesome," Lace mused.  "Fuck, I've
never seen nipples like that before.  So puffy.  You think she'll come
back? You think she'll tell Brenda?"

   "I don't know, Lace.  It's strange though.  When Brenda came to pick her
up she smiled at the way Marcia was dressed.  I just got the feeling she
thinks her daughter is sexy too.  Just the way her eyes traced over Marcia.
You know, the little skirt; the buttons undone on her shirt.  Maybe it's my
imagination, especially after the fashion show.  I think she even checked
my pants too; you know, to see if I had a hard-on or not."

   Lace's voice turned quieter.  "I don't know how you controlled yourself
tonight."

   "Yeah, me neither.  I thought I was going to cum in my shorts a couple
of times.  What a fucking turn-on.  Then when I went into Candy's room she
was lying on her bed with just her panties on.  That didn't help either."

   Lace turned on the bedside lamp.  She turned to me and rested her head
on her arm.  She was smiling.  "Yeah, they're cute little panties, aren't
they?  You can almost see right through them.  Candy's really cute." She
was quiet a second, thinking.  "Did ...  did you do anything when you were
in her room?" she asked, almost in a whisper.

   I was apprehensive but I knew we had no secrets now.  I looked directly
into Lace's eyes with my first confession.  I didn't know if she'd be
angry, sad, disappointed, or what her reaction would be.  I just knew I had
to let it out now; to let her finally know how I felt about our family
relationship.

   "Yeah, I did, babe.  I ...  um ...  I played with her little tits a
little.  And I ...  um ...  I kissed her little pussy.  She ...  she seemed
to like playing.  I ...  I think she wanted to play more."

   Lace's eyes turned wide like saucers but she was grinning at me.

   "No fucking way!" She was excited.  "She actually let you play with her
tits and cunt?  Oh, man, that's too cool." She reached under the covers and
started stroking my cock.  Her voice turned husky.  "Tell me all the
details, lover.  I want to know everything." I told her all; with lots of
detail.

   Lace thought a second and looked at me, with a slight evil grin on her
face.  "Ummmm, what a hot story." She looked at the blanket and her hand
movements.  Again her voice turned husky.

   "Our little Candy got her daddy all worked up, didn't she?  I'll bet
you'd like to play with her more, wouldn't you, you fucking little girl
pervert?  It's okay.  I don't mind, baby.  I'd like to watch you with your
mouth clamped to her little pussy; licking and probing her little slit. 
Mmmmm, I'd like to lick her little pussy too." Again there was a pause. 
"You'd like to fuck Candy wouldn't you Jim?  You want to run your fucking
cock in and out of her little pussy.  You want to cum inside her, I know
you do.  She'd be so fucking tight.  Oh, baby, you'd really like to screw
your little 11 year old daughter."

   I had to admit it now.  There was turning back.

   "Yeah, Lace, I would, baby.  I ...  I want to fuck both her and Marcia.
I wouldn't do anything to hurt Candy, though.  She's so small.  I'd never,
ever hurt her.  But Marcia.  Man, she's ripe.  She'd be a fucking beautiful
lay.  Oh, fuck, I'm hard," I moaned.  I closed my eyes and lay on the
pillow, enjoying Lace's caress of my cock.

   After a few seconds Lace's voice was still husky.  "I want to watch you
fuck Marcia, Jim.  That would be so cool.  I want it a threesome, baby.  I
want to kiss her and lick those beautiful nipples while you pound her. 
Mmmmmm.  But you have to promise to cum inside her, baby.  No holding back.
Do it, baby, fuck her good.  Mmmmm." Again she was quiet for a second. 
"What should we do about this fucking hard-on," Lace teased.  She leaned
over and kissed me.  "You wanna fuck, or something?"

   "I ...  I don't know.  I want to do something obscene," I told her.  "I
want to do something really dirty, baby.  I feel like being really fucking
bad."

   "Okay." She was quiet for a second.  "How about if we go downstairs and
out to the patio.  I'll give you a blow job, outside.  Let's just go out in
our underwear," she giggled.  "Let's play sexy outside.  That'd be cool."
We got up and went downstairs, out the back door.  It was a beautiful
evening.  When we stepped on the patio Lace cupped her tits and inhaled the
fresh night air.  I went behind her and put my hands under the elastic of
her panties.

   I needed to talk dirty to her.  "You like showing your fucking, little
tits outside, don't you babe?  I'll be you wish someone was looking at us
now while you play with them.  You'd like someone else to watch, wouldn't
you?  You're such a fucking horny bitch." I put my hand further down her
panties and began stroking her cunt.  With my other hand I pulled the
elastic down revealing her cunt with my hand playing with her folds. 
"Someone might be watching baby.  Someone might be watching me finger-fuck
you.  You'd fucking like that, wouldn't you?"

   I could feel her breathing increase as I moved my finger in and out of
her cunt.  Her head went back on my shoulder.  "Yeah, I'd like that, Jim.
Someone watching us make it.  That'd be cool.  Tell me what you want me to
do, baby.  I want to hear the words." She reached back and exposed by cock
through my shorts.  She began jacking me.  "Come on, tell me baby.  Tell me
what fucking dirty thing you want me to do."

   I knew I wanted to be very dirty tonight.  "Piss in your panties while
my finger is in there.  I want to feel your stream on my finger, babe."

   "Mmmmmm, yeah, that's dirty," she cooed.  I was still going in and out
of her cunt with my finger.  After a few seconds I could feel the wetness.
She had started peeing.  She put a leg up on a patio chair to widen her
cunt.  Her piss dribbled over my finger onto her panties.  Then it was a
stream.  I still continued my movements, in and out.  Finally she finished.
I removed my finger and brought to my mouth as she watched.  I tasted.

   "That is fucking dirty, you tasting my piss," she cooed.  "You like the
taste of my piss, don't you baby?  You want your fucking mouth clamped to
my pussy, tasting my stream." She was worked up now, very horny.  "Sit down
in the chair, baby.  I want to suck your cock.  I want to give you a
blow-job.  I want to taste your cum again."

   I sat and she knelt in front of me.  She began gently jacking.  "Those
little girls made you fucking horny tonight, didn't they?  You liked Marcia
and Candy's little tits, didn't you?  You'd like to fuck them both, eh,
Jim? Even your own little daughter.  You'd fuck Candy, wouldn't you?" She
kept jacking.  "Think about it babe.  Think about fucking your little girl
in her bed with me watching.  Think about kissing her little fucking tits,
playing with the little nipples.  Think ...  think about cumming inside her
little fucking cunt, baby." I was rock hard, my prick as huge at it ever
had been.  She began to suck and lick my cock.

   "Ah, fuck, this feels good," I murmured.  "Yeah, I'd fuck both of them,
baby.  They're so fucking young.  I always wanted to fuck a little girl. 
Ah, man, keep it up.  This is so awesome." I looked down at her as she
jacked and sucked.

   She took my cock out of her mouth and looked at me dreamily.  "Cum in my
mouth, Jim.  Shoot your stuff on my face, baby.  I want to taste it again.
I want to taste it right out of your fucking cock.  Do it."

   I reached down and started jacking off.  See watched; her look intense;
mesmerized by my hand stroking my raging hard on.  Her hand went to my
balls.  Her finger went to my asshole.  She played with it a second then
inserted it, ever so slowly, moving back and forth.  Finally her full
finger was in my ass.  My head was back now, enjoying my masturbation and
her finger.

   "Put your lips right on the tip of my cock, baby.  Ah, that's it." I
started jacking faster and faster.  I knew I would cum very soon.  "I going
to cum, baby.  I'm going to cum right in your mouth.  My wad is going right
down your throat, baby.  Take it all, baby.  Swallow my fucking load."

   I could feel the cum starting to rise.  This orgasm was going to be
intense.  There was just too much tonight; too much sex; too much play; too
many revelations.  "Oh, god, I'm cuuuuummmming.  Ah fuck, here it comes." I
took my cock away from her lips and started shooting on her nose and mouth.
She reached up to her nose and started feeding her mouth with the white
discharge as I continued pumping.  She licked her fingers.  She stuffed the
white gizz into her mouth as fast as I pumped.  I continued to pump and
pump.  Finally I was finished.  She had cum all over her face and hand. 
Some had dripped down to her chin and tits.  It was a massive explosion. 
She looked up at me and smiled.

   "Fucking fantastic," she said, breathless.  "Fucking, fucking,
fantastic." She licked her lips.  She looked down at her tits and saw the
residue.  She ran some over her nipples.  "Oh, man, that was too cool." She
smiled at me again.  "You're a dirty, fucking perverted, little girl loving
prick and I love it."

   We went back upstairs.  She was still wearing her wet panties.  She went
into the bathroom to get cleaned up and came back into bed.  "I'm never
wearing a nightshirt again.  We're going to have lots and lots of fun." She
turned on her side and fell asleep, smiling.  I turned out the light,
smiled to myself, crawled back in bed, threw my arm over her arm, cupped
her little tit and thanked my lucky stars I had married this wonderful
woman.
   ...  to be continued