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 Natalie Brand worked as a secretary for a City law firm.  She had decided
to take a year out after school and before college so that she could learn
something about the world.  She loved her job very much.  She spent
weekdays surrounded by handsome lawyers - young ones who had just graduated
with their firm trim bodies, older ones with their knowing smiles and
searching eyes who acted just like her grandfather.  They all wanted to
date her she knew that - even the married ones.  There was a lot of fucking
around in her firm between the lawyers and the secretaries.  Natalie was
not part of it though.  She had always kept herself away from the whole
scene.  Well, somewhat anyway.  Well, let's just say she wasn't the office
bike.  Most of the time anyway.

   She couldn't help it if she enjoyed sex.  She had been sexually 'awake'
since her sixteenth birthday.  It was as though something, dormant until
then, had woken in her.  She had developed very quickly after that point,
her nice big 36D boobs quickly growing from the little 32As she had had up
until that point.  Her hips had widened and curved.  Her bottom had filled
out so that she now had a booty that black girls would be proud of.  She
hardly had to work out at all to keep her smooth sixpack stomach.  She was
a woman who, frankly, made other women sick.  A lot of her classmates had
hated her for being so beautiful and brilliant.  So she had ignored the
boys and, quite normally for a teenaged girl just coming into her legal
years, fucked her girlfriends instead.  She loved the touch of a female
hand.  Had loved it on the night of her sixteenth when her best friend in
those days - and these - had crept her hands down underneath the duvet they
were sharing and played with her boobs and pussy.  Sure, that girl had been
spotty and wore glasses and had buck teeth but Natalie still remembered
every moment that her inexperienced young body had thummed like a guitar
string at those attentions.  She remembered the hot kisses the two had
shared, how wet the front of her face had been from those wonderful tongue
thrashing making out sessions.  How they had snook into the bathrooms at
school and taken up each otehrs skirts in a cubicle.  How her friend had
introduced her to the pleasure of tits and pussy and ass...

   How she had held the first cock Natalie had experienced...

   ...except right now, at this moment, young Natalie was trying NOT to
think of those things.  She was moistening up nicely at those thoughts. 
That was the last thing she wanted while on the high level tram.  She knew
that all of the men and not a few of the women were giving her nervous,
speculative glances.  She liked those glances and that was why she wore
such tight pants to show off her strong thighs and bubble butt.  It was why
she always picked out sheer shirts which showed off her lacy bra
underneath. Why she wore geeky glasses depsite not needing them.  Why she
wore her hair pulled back tight into a pony tail that run down the center
of her back.  And not the least why she wore black high heeled boots
despite them making her feet chafe occasionally.

   She moved her legs slightly further apart to stop herself falling over
as the tram smoothly and silently came to a halt.  Still she rocked
forwards and had to grip at the hoop with both hands as the doors swung
open.  Passengers started to push past her as they got off and on, and she
felt at least two of the smartly dressed men 'accidentally' brush her bum
with their hands.  She loved it when they did that, and made sure she gave
them a hot glance and blew a soft little kiss.  She arched her back to give
the rest of the carriage a good look at her body and felt a warm rush come
over her.  There was a particuarly sexy looking red head who had scrambled
into a seat just behind her, and Natalie knew that the woman - who must
have been in her thirties - was looking at her ass.  She enjoyed the
attention for the rest of the way and alighted at the 69th Mall.  There
were a couple more 'accidental' brushes against her body by braver members
of the carriage as she got off, and she bounced away up the platform with a
spring in her step.

   The whole reason she was at the Mall was that her daddy, darling that he
was (and what a stud!) had offered to take her clothes shopping after work.
Looking around she could not see him so she pulled out her mobile and
thumbed it into her ear.  Mentally picking out his number she dialled and
found that he was sitting in a cafe not twenty yards from her.  Turning so
that her locator arrow pointed her in the right direction she clicked off
down the road.  She was really looking forwards to seeing her daddy!

   She looked around the cafe and spotted him instantly.  He was sat in the
window and waved to her, smiling his big happy smile.  She kissed him on
the cheek and then, looking around, gave him a big dirty tongue kiss.  He
seemed reluctant and shocked.  Lots of people saw and pretended not to
notice, some tutting and shaking their heads at the older man with the
teenaged girlfriend.  Some made comments about her being a whore, but none
were exactly taken aback by the sexy young thing.

   "Hi Daddy!" She whispered in his ear.  "Thank you for taking me
shopping!"

   "No problem, my girl," He smiled, sitting back.  She took the seat
opposite him, making sure to give him a good look between the buttons of
her tight shirt as she sat.  The rest of the cafe coughed and went back to
their drinks.  The noise level increased back to privacy levels.

   "So, daddy, what did you want to buy me so badly?"

   Jonty coughed and looked around, making sure that no-one he knew was in
the room.  "I thought that you might appreciate some new...  underthings,
darling."

   "Underthings!  Oh, goodness, that would be smashing!" She clapped her
hands, so easily assuming that little girl persona he loved so much.  Her
eyes sparkled with love.  "That's why you wanted to come to the 69th!"

   "Yeah, darling, the whole place has the best underwear shops.  I've
bought lots of presents for your mother here.  I thought it was about time
you got out of plain white panties and into something more...  adult."

   Natalie ordered a coffee from the server and then leant forwards, her
thick lips whispering to him.  "But dad I thought you liked me in my little
white panties.  So virginal and cute."

   "Don't get me wrong, Natalie, I do.  I just think sometimes you might
want to wear something more...  or less...  if you see what I mean!" He
smiled and winked.

   "Oh yeah, I'd love that.  Never had the money for it before though!"

   "I noticed you were still wearing the same panties we bought you for
school three years ago!"

   She grinned.  "Yeah, a little shabby I guess.  I should be more prepared
for when you come visiting!"

   Jonty laughed.  "Plus your mother told me to take you out and get you
some.  She's really hot for you and she's described the sort of thing she
wants to see you in!"

   Natalie sighed happily, a feeling of peace coming over her as it always
did when she was with her family.  "I'm so glad mommy is happy with us
doing this, and now she's joining in.  I was so afraid she'd get mad and
tell on us, or even stop us.  I never thought she would be so kinky as to
join us though!"

   "Your mother is a damn sight kinkier than you'd know, Nat!" Jonty
stopped just as the server approached.  She gave them a strange look before
stalking away.  She wore a nice little waitress uniform, black with a white
apron, short skirt and fishnets, and Jonty gave her a whistful look as she
stalked away in her trainers.  Natalie made a mental note to find a uniform
like that some day.

   They both sat and had their drinks, now talking of normal family things.

   Jonty's job in the Geneering Corporation was going well and they were at
a record high for altered births this year.  The whole thing was getting
rather profitable, and Jonty talked to his daughter about them moving into
a bigger more luxury apartment next year.  Natalie was naturally excited
about this, but said that it would be a shame to leave their old home. 
Especially with all of the happy memories it had in it for the three of
them.  Natalie's brother, Shaun, was doing well in university and would be
back to visit them that summer sometime if he could find time.

   Leaving the cafe - Jonty paid for their over expensive drinks - they
headed over to the elevator to travel up to the sales floors.  Natalie had
finished work at four so it was now quite quiet, being the period between
when daytime shoppers went home and the nighttime ones came out after work.
As the doors opened both of them stepped into the empty elevator and Jonty
searched for and found their floor.  They waited for a minute until the
doors closed but only one other person got in.  She was a young mother with
ratty wild hair who looked overly hassled.  She stood in front of them,
dressed in a pair of loose jeans and a tidily knit jumped.  Natalie raised
her eyebrows and nodded her dad down to the woman's ass, which was hidden
in the loose folds of material.  Jonty rolled his eyes and laughed.  He had
his hand placed on the small of his daughter's back and, since no-one was
looking, he slid it down and into the waistband of her pants.  She gasped
noiselessly as his roving hand slipped into her panties and he tickled the
bud of her asshole with his index finger.  Biting her lips she looked up at
him through heavily lidded eyes and crossed her legs, squeezing her thighs
together.  Her butt cheeks taughted at this, and JOnty enjoyed the extra
access by slipping his finger inside her rectum.  Just as the two were
about to lose it the lift stopped and binged, announcing their floor. 
Jonty ripped his hand from down her pants and smiled at the young mother
before passing her as he lead his daughter out into the Mall.

   Glancing around, Natalie took her dad's hand and silently brought to up
to her lips.  She gave his finger, the one that he been up her nice rectum,
a quick lick before patting his groin and wandering off ahead of him. 
Jonty sighed and caught up with her.

   "So where do you want to go first?" He asked.

   "I don't know, dad!  Mom has always bought me this stuff before.  And
never anything like this!"

   The floor he had chosen was filled with lingerie shops, intersperced
only by coffee shops and cookie shops.  "Okay then, let's go get what your
mother wanted for you first.  I thiiiink...  over there!" Jonty said,
pointing to one of his favourite shops.  As they entered Natalie looked
around and couldn't help but approve of her father's choice.  The place was
packed with sexy costumes.  Most were on racks, but some were on wall
posters, some on window dummies and, she noticed with much happiness, some
on the sales assistants.

   Looking around, she spotted a teenaged boy who looked as though he might
be pushing it a little being here.  She thought she recognised the kid from
her old school.  He seemed to be getting a good eyeful of the assistants
while apparently looking at the costumes.  Natalie overheard an assistant
talking to him and the penny dropped.  His cover was that he was here to
pick out something for his girlfriend's birthday.  Not a bad looking kid.
Probably had a girlfriend and was probably keeping her very happy.  He was
certainly very confident in his ways and did not even blush when
questioned.

   The father and daughter wandered amongst the costumes looking for what
Sharan had described.  Jonty would not tell the teen what she had wanted so
Natalie was just looking at everything with a wide, surprised smile on her
cute features.  Her long thin fingers constantly traced across satin and
lace and silk and leather as she felt every costume she could.  She had
never seen so much underwear in one place before.  They looked until Jonty
came up with something and made an ah-ha sound.  Unhooking the hangar from
the shelf he held it up for her to see.  Natalie was surprised at her
mother now.  What the older woman had picked out for her was very sexy and
very classy.  If a little classic.  Shrugging, Natalie blushed and giggled.


   They walked some more, picking out another costume, this time at
Natalie's request.  The girl had an idea in her mind but she just couldn't
seem to find what she was looking for.

   One of the sales assistants noticed that she looked confused and came
over to them.  "Hi, my name's Bubble.  Can I help you?"

   Bubble, as she said she was called, was a thin blond.  She had curly
hair falling to her waist and was decked out in a simple green bra, green
thong panties and a pair of high heeled green shoes.  She a PlayTime tattoo
on her belly and one on her upper arm.  Natalie thought she was beautiful
in a made-up kinda way.  She was unusual for her age, which must have been
mid thirties or early fourites.  She had the body of someone who worked out
a little too much, small breasts, and thin arms and legs.  She had a
mothering way about her which must have been quite difficult to get in
lingerie.

   "Sure!" Natalie smiled.  "I'm looking for..." And then looking at her
dad leant forwards to whisper in Bubble's ear.  The blonds eyes raised and
she gave a deep throaty chuckle.  Taking Natalie by the hand - her hands
were remarkably soft - she lead the girl to the back of the store and
picked a wrapped up outfit from a shelf.  Jonty had trailed behind
confusedly and got a shock when his daughter thanked the assistant.  She
did this by pecking the woman on the lips and patting her bottom.

   Jonty decided his daughter had a lot to teach him.  "Okay, darling, do
you want to go try these on?"

   "Yes, daddy, I would like that.  I hate getting home to find out
something doesn't fit." She said, the corner of her mouth twisting up
wickedly.

   The changing rooms were very modern and spoke of how much money this
place took.  Off the main shop floor they consisted of a mirrored hallway
with doors off it to the left hand side and a long plush sofa on the right.
The idea obviously being that the men waited out here for their women folk
to try stuff on.  And maybe some of the women folk came out and gave their
men a show.  Natalie had been hoping that they would be empty back here,
but there was one other person sitting on the couch.  The young teen from
the store!  Her mind quickly reappraised the kid - he wasn't just confident
in his ways, he was brassy and bold!  Either that or his girlfriend was in
the changing booth.  Equally possible, she supposed.

   Taking the outfits from Jonty she pushed him onto the sofa and placed a
kiss on his cheek primly.  She was so horny and wanted to play games so she
smiled to him, "Okay, daddy, you wait out here.  I'll be back in a minute
or two!"

   Catching a quick glance at the young lad she saw with approval that THAT
had made him blush.  Walking tall and sexy, making sure to wiggle her ass,
the girl disappeared into the changing booth.

   The booth was, predictably, not just a regular booth.  It had a virtual
360 mirror hooked up, so that a customer could see all around herself while
standing in one spot.  Natalie interfaced to it and checked out her work
outfit, nodding in approval at it.  There were buttons to take pictures so
that one could compare oneself in different outfits.  There was also a
long, low sofa along one wall.  It had no arms just three comfy looking
cushions.  The walls were made of highly reflective dark glass.  Natalie
fed in her chip code and paid for the use of the full functionality of the
room.

   The first outfit she wanted to try on was the one her mother had chosen
for her.  Once she had slipped into it she checked herself out using the
virtual mirror.  Satisfying herself that she looked beautiful she let down
her hair and padded over to the door.  It opened a little at her touch and
she peered around the frame.  Her dad was still sitting there his eyes
glazed.  He had the look of an impatient man in a changing room!  At least
the teen appeared to have gone.

   Natalie hissed at him and waved.  Activating the door again she stepped
out into the corridor.

   Jonty's breath caught in his throat.  Natalie looked stunning!  The
outfit was a classic one but something that never lost it's charm.  His
daughter stood there wrapped in black silk and lace.  The bra was a pushup,
making her 36Ds seem even bigger and firmer.  It cut down in the middle so
that he could see her breastbone.  It had a whisp of lace which dropped
down to cover her ribcage but left her stomach exposed.  Her belly button
piercing was glimmering in the lights.  The tiny panties which thonged her
loins were also black, lacy.  They came high over her hips in two gossamer
strings which dived down between her legs to finish in a triangle.  That
tiny piece of material was the same size and shape as some womens' pussy
hair.  It left plenty of room between the elastic edge and the thighs to
show the smooth skin of the teen.  It was completed with black fishnet
stockings and suspenders which made Jonty's knees quake.  It was,
amazingly, the same outfit that Sharan had worn on their wedding night.

   Natalie hooked her finger at her dad saying "come hither." Grinning, he
looked around and then snook over to the door to the changing room.  Inside
they went and he thumbed the lock closed.  His girl turned and showed him
her ass, pushing the fleshy globes out to his gaze.  They were split by
only a thin black string which disappeared completely in between her
buttocks.  "Oh Daddy!  Mommy has such good taste!  It's wonderful!" Natalie
cooed, looked over her shoulder at him.  He sighed at that wonderful little
girlness and pulled off his work tie.

   "Ooooh daddy, yes, show me your body!"

   He bared his teeth.  "I will, I will." He undid his shirt and revealed
his chest.  His nipples were standing up with passionate rage.  He undid
his belt, tinkling the hook.  This always brought a thrilled hiss from
Natalie.  Stepping out of his trousers he stood there with his big erection
tenting in his taut white boxers.  The girl bounced over to him and pulled
them down, happily revealing his turgid monster.  Clapping she giggled
"Yay, daddy, you're ready for me!"

   "Always, my girl.  Your daddy is always ready for you!"

   Smiling, she turned and climbed on the sofa with her back to him. 
Spreading her legs She thrust out her ass.  "So what do you think, daddy?
Are you going to fuck me?  Is this outfit good or do you want me to try on
another?"

   "It's definately good enough, my girl!  It was good enough for your
mother!"

   Falling to his knees behind her, Jonty hooked the string with one finger
and pulled it out of her ass.  She hissed with excitement as he pulled
apart her buttocks.  Her father looked at her anal hole.  Jonty was amazed,
astonished as always, that her ass was already wet.  It was wet like a
pussy was wet.  It never got hurt when he fucked it and he had fucked it
HARD sometimes.  Bending his mouth to it he licked and sucked at her
butthole.  The thumb of one hand went to his daughter's wet cooze and slid
inside her.  He decided that she must carry lube for him, or maybe rub some
of her own cum into her asshole before he fucked her.  She ALWAYS knew when
he would be fucking her.

   After a good five minutes of ass sucking he stopped.  Sitting back, the
rampant father slapped his daughter's ass a couple of times, eliciting
hisses of excitement from her.  Grabbing them, he worked her nubile young
buttocks until they were soft and buttery in his hands.  He made sure to
sink a finger up her bottom, then two, to make sure she was ready.  Not
that her ass ever wasn't ready - it could take him all in.  "Oh
yessssssssssssssss daddy!" She screamed.  "I want it in me, now!"

   Jonty stood behind her, pulling her asscheeks apart with one hand.  He
rested his fuckpole into the cleft of her bum and slowly located it into
her rear cannal.  Her anal ring opened up nicely for him as he slid himself
inside.  "Oh come on daddy, fucking my bung with your nice big fucking
cock!" She pushed back at him foprcing him to drive her fucker up her holle
far faster than he'd meant to.  It was like she wanted it all straight
away, dying for it, not like any woman Jonty had ever fucked before.  Her
asshole was so easy to open it was like most womens' pussies!  Except it
was tight, and it felt like bowels around his stick.  As he drove into her
he grabbed at her boobs in the bra.  He was thrilled how big and beautiful
they were.  "Oh c'mon Natalie!"

   "Yeah, daddy, squeeze my boobs!  Play with my rack!  I fucking LOVE it!"
She screamed.

   "DADDY!?" Said a voice, shocked, from the doorway.

   Both heads turned in shock to see the teen standing there.  He had
dropped whatever he was carrying.  His mouth was wide open.

   Jonty made to react with anger.  "Get OUT of here, you fucking kid!"

   Natalie however shushed her dad.  "Dad, stop for one minute okay?" She
pushed herself up and climbed off his cock, it slipping from her wet and
juicy ass.  Grinning at her old man she kissed him on the lips, tongues and
all.  Then she straightened up her lingerie and turned to the lad.  Shocked
he had not moved.  Not an inch.  Not that many of us could blame him.  The
revelation of father-daughter fucking had horrified him, but there was one
sexy broad standing in front of him.

   "Yeah, this is my dad, Jonty.  I'm Natalie.  And you are...?"

   She held out a hand formally.  Shocked he took it and shook it.  "I'm
Kevin."

   "Good to meet you Kevin.  St Justin's High, right?"

   "Y-yeah."

   "Thought so." She nodded sagely.  Amazing how a woman can look sage in a
thong, but Natalie achieved it with aplomb.  "So yes Kevin.  This is my
daddy.  In case you were wondering we were just having a bit of anal sex
right here in this changing room.  He was fucking my bowels REALLY good
when you came in." She rolled her eyes and tutted at him.  "What we do is
called INCEST and we've been doing it for a couple of weeks now.  It's
really wrong, evil, against the morals of society and that.  Until you've
tried it, when it's just bloody fun.  I love it.  My dad loves it.  He only
ever fucks me in the ass so I can't get pregnant and all of that shit. 
It's wonderful because it's so bad."

   She looked down at his groin.  "And I can see you're not TOO shocked by
all this Kevin.  Afterall, you're hard as a rock." To illustrate the point
Natalie rubbed his erection through his pants.  The lad's eyes rolled
upwards.  As she gribbed his balls through the material, she whispered. 
"You like it really don't you.  That's why you came back here.  Heard what
I said out there and came in accidentally didn't we?"

   "Y-yeah...  kind of." For the first time he blushed.

   "Ah ha.  Gotcha.  So you wanted to see some incest."

   "Wouldn't anyone?" Kevin asked.

   Jonty's big bass laugh answered his question.  "Of course they would
Kevin.  Even better doing it."

   Kevin's eyes went wide as Jonty stood next to his daughter and put his
arm around her.  Natalie noticed how the tenn's eyes went to her father's
dick and made a mental calculation.  Hmmmmm.

   "Have you ever thought about fucking anyone, Kevin?  Your mom perharps?"

   Kevin blushed again.  "You've got to stop that one Kevin." Said Jonty.
"The blushing gives you away!"

   The teen's face screwed up.  "Okay, yeah, so what if I have wanted to
fuck my mom?  Doesn't every lad?"

   "Exactly.  Oedipus complex." Said Natalie.

   "So why don't you?" Asked Jonty.

   "I can't.  She wouldn't." Replied the lad, standing up to them.

   "Is your mom here, Kevin?  In the mall?" Asked Natalie.

   "Y-yeah.  I managed to slip her down in the cafe.  Said I was going to
look at computer games."

   "And instead you come here and look at the sexy assistants and
customers."

   "I do."

   "Okay, Kevin, we want to give you a show.  You can even join in if you
like.  You can do ANYTHING you like." Smiled Natalie nicely.  "Just one
condition."

   "What's that?" Asked the teen warily.

   Natalie rubbed her hand over the bulge in his pants again, from his
balls to his cockhead.  Not a bad size really.  About seven inches. 
Probably enhanced by Geneering.

   "I want you to go out, and find your mommy, and bring her here.  To this
shop."

   "NO!" Cried Kevin.  Natalie knelt before him and unzipped him.  His cock
came out on it's own.

   "I want you to do it for me Kevin.  Please?  I promise I'll make it
worth your while." She wrapped her hand around his meat and jacked it. 
"You just have to get her to the shop.  Lie like you did to the sales
assistants.  Say you want her to help you pick something out for your
girlfriend.  And..." She stopped wanking him.  "I'll satisfy you!"

   Kevin zipped up his pants and ran out, cursing her.

   "What now?" Asked Jonty, pressing his own dick to his daughter's waiting
lips.

   Licking it she answered, "Now, we wait.  When he comes back we'll be
waiting.  Feed your dick up my little bottom, daddy dear."