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 Title: A Daughter's Need


Summary: Sexy Brook is united with the father she never knew.


Keywords:inc,fic,erotic,hot,sex,young







   Brook slipped out through the front door and crept quietly around the
side of the house.  Her mother was in the hot tub with Tom tonight, and
after listening to them play naked under her bedroom window almost nightly
for the past two weeks she found herself overcome with curiosity to watch
them.  She'd peeked at them through the window as well, but the angle from
there didn't provide the curious eighteen-year-old a very satisfying view.
She wanted to see as much as she could.

   The compactly built young brunette wasn't used to living in a house as
big as Tom's, and for that matter, she wasn't used to living with a man in
the house at all.  It had always just been the girl and her mother.  She'd
never known her father, and since Janice, her mother, had rarely mentioned
him over the years the girl never had too much curiosity about him.  Those
times when she did wonder about him Brook rarely bothered asking questions,
assuming her mother didn't like talking about him.  Growing up with a
single mother was simply Brook's reality.  Just a couple of times a year
the girl imagined what it would be like to have a father in her life, but
she kept that to herself.

   Ultimately, their life together had always been comfortable, if not
especially flashy, and making any major changes never seemed an important
issue.  Janice had gone out with plenty of men over the years, but she
rarely ever brought one home.  Consequently, her sudden marriage to Tom
seemed completely out of character for the sexy, attractive
thirty-six-year-old.

   Brook had liked Tom well enough when he started spending time at the
apartment where she and Janice lived before.  It was nice having him
around. He was always funny and friendly, and sometimes Brook imagined it
was what it would be like to have a father in her life.  But the couple
would always disappear into Janice's bedroom early in the evening and
probably had no idea how the sounds of their ecstatic fucking bled through
the thin walls.

   At first, Brook just laughed it off and either turned up the TV or stuck
in a pair of earbuds and listened to music.  But it wasn't long before she
was retreating to her own bedroom and listening to the distracted pair with
her hand between her smooth, young thighs.  She probably had even more
orgasms than they did.

   Then one afternoon Janice called Brook into the kitchen in the apartment
they'd been living in, saying she wanted to have a serious talk.  The first
bomb the girl's mother dropped was that Tom was Brook's father.  She
explained that they'd had a casual relationship years before, and it was
over by the time Janice discovered she was pregnant.  The reason she never
told Tom was that she never wanted a man sticking around because he felt
like he had to.  It wasn't what she wanted for herself or Brook.

   Brook was okay with that.  She knew her mother had devoted herself to
giving the two of them a good life, and despite the girl's occasional
daydreams of having her father in her life, it wasn't as if she could say
life with her mother wasn't a good one.  Then Janice told her Tom had asked
her to get married, and have both mother and daughter move into Tom's big
house.  It all came so quickly Brook wasn't sure what to make of it.  As
much as she liked Tom, it was a lot to take in all at once.

   Janice told her daughter that day that she wanted to say yes.  She was
in love with Tom, but she didn't want to make any decisions without
including Brook.  As they sat and talked things over, Brook got to like the
idea more and more.  She wanted her mother to be happy, and she also
realized that having her father in her life was probably more important
than she ever admitted to herself before.

   Tom was older than most of the men Janice went out with, but he was
incredibly handsome and in really good physical shape.  He always seemed
warm, upbeat and friendly.  Brook didn't know if she loved him or not.  He
was still someone new in her life and now that she knew he was her real
father she wasn't sure how she was supposed to look at him.  But her mother
assured her that time would take care of everything and they could be a
happy family.

   Brook was still getting used to everything.  She had a really nice room
and even her own private bathroom.  There was the hot tub and swimming
pool, and a lot of property with enough woods around to give them total
privacy from the closest neighbors.  It all seemed so nice, but at Tom's,
she couldn't hear them fuck as easily as she could back in their old
apartment, and oddly enough that made her feel disconnected.  It wasn't
hard to sneak down the hallway and listen through their bedroom door, but
it didn't feel the same as when she could lie in her own bed and touch
herself.

   Brook decided to be cautious about Tom and settling in to her new
surroundings, although she didn't want to do or say anything to spoil
things for her mother.  Janice was the happiest she'd ever seen, so even if
Brook was keeping a little distance on the surface, she still didn't want
to do anything to make waves.  Back in their apartment, she was around them
more just because the place was smaller, although it seemed like they spent
most of the time closed up in Janice's bedroom.  In the couple of weeks
since the move, the girl spent a lot more time on her own in her new
bedroom.

   The curious eighteen-year-old now padded out of the house barefoot,
wearing a loose pair of drawstring shorts, without panties, and a cropped
T-shirt without a bra that she planned to sleep in.  She was petite, with
tightly compact curves, but she often wished she had bigger tits, even
though her legs were shapely, curving into a pertly rounded ass.

   As she approached the cover of the bushes at the rear corner of the
house, she could hear her mother's and Tom's voices before she could see
them.  The view through the bushes was partly obscured by leaves and
branches, but the outside lights were on at a dim setting, and the couple
were both sitting totally naked and soaking wet up on the bench that went
around the upper edge of the tub.

   Brook couldn't help feeling proud of how good her mother looked naked.
No wonder Tom was crazy to fuck her night after night.  She looked like a
slightly taller, curvier version of her teenaged daughter.  The girl found
herself wishing her tits were as big as her mother's, even though they were
pretty close.  But Brook was actually proud of her tits and often wore low
cut tops that her friends' mothers would probably complain about.  Yet
Janice was the same way, and she never said anything about the things her
daughter chose to wear.  How could she when she was usually dressed the
same way?

   Brook was surprised to see her mother's pussy was as smooth and hairless
as her own, and Tom's hand was barely a couple of inches from her slit as
he casually rubbed the inside of her upper thigh.  At the same time, Janice
had her hand wrapped around Tom's lust engorged cock, and Brook nearly
gasped out loud when she saw how big it was.  He seemed huge.  No wonder he
made her mother cry out with pleasure from their bedroom every night.

   The girl's experience with cocks included a little bit of internet porn,
and just three guys from school that she had jerked off, but this man whom
she had only recently discovered was her father made them look downright
tiny by comparison.  She couldn't help feeling a huge sense of pride.  Not
that she knew why.  It wasn't like it was something she could brag about to
her friends.  And above all, it wasn't like Tom's cock was available to
her, but she didn't know if she'd ever be able to look at him the same way.

   Daddy's got a huge cock, she muttered under her breath.  It was barely a
whisper, but it gave her a warm, tingling sensation just to say the words.
She'd never even called him Dad.  It was all so new she didn't even know if
she was supposed to.  She wanted to, though.  And for some bizarre reason
she couldn't explain, now that she knew how he was built she wanted to call
him Dad more than ever.

   She also felt proud of her sexy mother who was skimming her hand up and
down Tom's enormous shaft like it was nothing.  The girl wished she could
be just like that, pleasing a man like Tom - no, pleasing Tom himself, her
own father - like it was what she was made for.

   Then Tom slid his hand directly over her mother's pussy and stroked her
lips with his large fingers.  Janice threw her head back and sighed deeply,
grinding her hips while he fingered her slit with an affectionate smile on
his handsome face.  At that point, Brook didn't want to be like her mother,
she wanted to be her mother.  Her young pussy quivered with damp heat as
she yearned to be fingered just the way Tom was fingering Janice.

   The trembling girl gnawed on her bottom lip and slid her hand into her
shorts to stroke her own pussy, trying to imagine Tom's finger along her
moist slit instead of her own.  His fingers were so much longer and thicker
than hers.  Her pussy flushed steadily as she watched the naked couple
casually play, but after a while they backed off and picked up their wine
glasses, taking a breather.

   Tom looked preoccupied, which Janice quickly noticed and asked what was
bothering him.  Holding her wine glass in one hand, she put her free hand
back on her husband's huge cock and continued to lazily stroke him.

   "Something bothering you, baby?" Janice asked.

   The man looked down at the way the girl's mother was stroking his hard
cock.  "Maybe this isn't the time," he said.

   "Aw baby, don't be silly.  You can always tell me what's bothering you."

   "It's Brook," he told her.

   Janice giggled briefly but kept stroking his cock.  "What about her?"

   "I'm afraid she's not happy.  I'm not even sure if she likes me very
much, but I really want her to.  I mean...she's my daughter.  And she's an
amazing girl just like her mother."

   In her hiding place, Brook's heart started to beat faster.  It was so
weird that they were talking about her while her mother was playing with
Tom's excited cock.  Weird, but exciting in a way she couldn't begin to
explain.  She dug her finger deeper into her sodden pussy.

   "She just needs time to adjust," Janice said, her hand still moving up
and down his rod.  "Why don't you trying spending more time with her, just
the two of you.  The two of you should have a relationship of your own. 
The girl needs a father, and there's no one better than you.  Take her
shopping.  Out to dinner or the movies."

   "That's a great idea," Tom agreed.  "I really want her to be happy, too.
I hope she can learn to love me as much as I love her."

   "All she needs is some time to get to know you better.  I know she'll
love you just as much as I do."

   Tom snickered deviously and nodded toward his wife's stroking hand. 
"Are you sure about that?"

   "Oh my god, you're terrible!" Janice laughed.  Then, after a brief pause
she said, "You think our daughter's pretty, don't you?"

   "Umm, yeah," he replied, haltingly.

   Janice snickered.  "No sense in playing shy now, darling.  Your cock has
been hard as a rock the whole time we've been talking about her."

   "Oh my god, okay.  Of course she's pretty.  She looks like you, after
all."

   "Hmmm, good answer.  So I suppose if you think I'm hot you must think
she's hot too," Janice teased him.

   Tom groaned in exasperation, but he was clearly hard as an iron pole
while the girl's mother steadily stroked him.  "Okay," he finally replied.
"She's hot, just like her sexy mama."

   Brook's pulse raced wildly and her pussy felt unbearably hot.  She
wondered if he really felt that way or if he was just saying what he
thought her mother expected him to.  But hearing him say that he loved her
and also that he thought his daughter was hot instantly imprinted in
Brook's mind in a way that made her nipples throb with heat.

   Janice giggled, but then turned more serious, even though she never
stopped hand-pumping his excited dick.  "Oh babe, I hope we can always be
honest with each other.  About everything."

   Tom then kissed her deep and hard and slid his hand back between her
open thighs to rub on her pussy like before.  "I think you need a daddy
yourself," he said, nearly growling.

   "Mmmm, I sure do," she purred, slipping down into the tub.  She bent
over and grabbed the side of the tub while pushing her ass out toward Tom.
"Fuck me, Daddy," she mewled over her shoulder.  "Fuck your little girl
just as hard as you can."

   With a leering grin, Tom slid down in the water too, and gripping Janice
by the hips, he gradually eased his enormously swollen prick into her pussy
from behind.  Brook's heart pounded even harder as she watched him begin to
fuck her mother with that huge, hard cock.

   "Oh yes, Daddy, just like that.  Fuck your little girl, baby," Janice
moaned.

   Hearing her mother call Tom Daddy while he fucked her made Brook's
entire body shiver with electricity.  She fought to keep her breathing
quiet while she furiously massaged her pebble-hard clit under her shorts
and watched the naked couple fuck.  It was like being in a whole different
world compared to just listening to them.  And between the general
resemblance between mother and daughter and the way Janice was calling him
Daddy, Brook realized it was almost what it would look like if Tom was
fucking her.  She even started to imagine she was watching herself getting
fucked by her own father.  She couldn't remember when her pussy had ever
felt so hot or wet.

   Tom's body seemed so amazing as he gripped Janice's body and gracefully
shoved his long cock into her pussy, forcing hot moans and gasps from the
girl's mother with every thrust.  Brook's pussy was on fire, and she was
furiously alternating between rubbing her clit and pumping her finger up
inside the dripping wetness of her aching hole.  She ached to feel
something as long and hard as her father's cock plunging deeply into her
ripe, young body.

   Brook was mesmerized by the sight of his cock.  She slipped her free
hand under her top and toyed roughly with her sensitive, swollen nipples
while she wished she could have been closer.  Even close enough to see how
it looked with her mother's pussy lips stretched around the girth of his
imposing shaft.  No wonder Janice had married him in such a hurry.  Who
wouldn't want to have all that just for herself.

   "Oh god, Daddy, you're gonna make me cum," Janice moaned after Tom had
been fucking her steadily harder and deeper for longer than Brook could
keep track of.  "Cum with me, Daddy.  Fill that tight girlhole with hot
daddy cum!"

   Brook was stunned by her mother's dirty mouth.  She'd never heard them
talking like that the times she'd heard them from inside their bedroom. 
But she felt a bizarre kind of pride and admiration for her mother to be
able to express herself that way.  It was just how she hoped she could be,
but then again, if she had a cock like Tom's pounding her pussy the way he
was pounding into Janice, Brook realized she could be anything she damn
well pleased.

   Then Tom did something that shocked her.  Just as her mother was egging
him on to cum in her pussy, the man growled and raised his open hand,
finally swinging it across his wife's naked ass with a piercing smack. 
Janice cried out in surprise and pleasure while Tom pumped her hole with a
series of breathless thrusts.

   "Oh, Daddy, yes!" Janice cried.  "Give your baby girl that hot cum."

   Brook's heart was pounding and her tight, young pussy was contracting in
orgasmic spasms around her thrusting finger.  Knowing she was cumming along
with her mother and Tom only made the feelings more intense.

   After stroking his cock into his horny wife's pussy until he was
drained, Tom pulled back and sank down onto the seat under the water. 
Within a couple of seconds, Janice was by his side, happily snuggled up to
him.

   "I hope we didn't wake up Brooklyn," Tom said.  His tone was light but
he wasn't laughing.

   Brook could see the way he raised his eyes up toward the windows on the
second floor where her bedroom was.  She got the distinct impression he
looked disappointed not to see her standing at her window looking down at
them.

   Pulling her hand out of her shorts, Brook's fingers were soaked with her
juices.  Her upper thighs and the crotch of her shorts were all smeared,
too.  It felt like her cream was everywhere as she snuck away and back into
the house the same way she'd come out.

   When she got back to her bedroom, she went to the window and looked down
at the hot tub.  She was hoping Tom would look up again and see her this
time, but he was intent on kissing her mother, his large hand grazing over
the woman's full tits as they bobbed on the surface of the water.

   Brook sighed and got into bed.  Before she fell asleep, she had her hand
down inside her shorts again and the other under her top.  Images of Tom's
enormous cock pumping into her mother from behind played over and over
again in her mind.  God, how she wished it was his hands on her body
instead of hers and kept mauling herself until she had three more orgasms.
Only then could she fall into a peaceful sleep.

   The next morning, Brook ended up alone with her father in the kitchen.
She was having some yogurt for breakfast while he was drinking coffee
before heading out to work.  Janice had already left, and the moment he
said good morning Brook's face flushed hot and she could barely look him in
the eye.  She felt bad, knowing he'd probably think it was because she
didn't like him, but after everything she'd seen and heard the night before
it was impossible to look at him.  All she could think about was what he'd
looked like fucking her mother blind.

   She was wearing the same top she'd slept in, but before coming
downstairs she'd changed into a tight-fitting pair of shorts that let the
pert bottom curves of her ass cheeks poke past the hem.  It was as skimpy
an outfit as she'd worn in front of him so far since she had yet to use the
pool or hot tub when anyone else was home.  He didn't say anything about
it, and she had no idea if he was looking at her since she couldn't bear to
look at him.  She knew some of her friends walked around in front of their
fathers in their underwear, so her outfit shouldn't be so bad.

   Brook had caught some of her friends' fathers checking out their
daughters and daughters' friends plenty of times.  Her friend, Cindy, and
her dad were so touchy and affectionate with each other that Brook had
often wondered if there was more to their relationship.  There were a few
times Brook had seen Cindy's father touching her ass.  Cindy had looked at
Brook, realizing what she'd seen and merely blushed and smiled.  Now Brook
was dying to ask her friend if there was something going on between her
father and her.  If there was, Brook thought they were lucky.  Cindy's dad
looked at her like she was the most important thing in the world.

   "Is everything okay, Brook?" Tom finally asked, jarring the girl out of
her thoughts.  He was sitting at the tall, island counter sipping coffee.

   "Oh yeah, sure, why?" she replied, still not looking at him.

   "You seem really quiet."

   "Everything's good." She was glad he didn't point out how she couldn't
bring herself to look at him.

   "If you say so," he said skeptically.  "I hope you'll feel okay to talk
about anything that's bothering you.  I mean, we're family, right?"

   The comment made her flinch.  Before, family only meant her mother and
her.  With Tom in the mix it was suddenly a real family - mother, father
and daughter - and as much as she loved the idea, it was still a very new
proposition.  Logically, she knew she wasn't supposed to ache to feel Tom
touching her ass the way Cindy's father touched hers, but she yearned for
it anyway.

   "Yeah, I guess," she said, sitting across the counter from him with a
yogurt container and spoon.

   "You guess?" At least his tone sounded light.

   Now she smiled briefly and even looked at his face.  He was smiling and
looking at her curiously.

   "Well, you're married to my mom, after all.  So yeah.  That's makes us
family."

   "It's even more than that, sweetheart.  I'm your father, after all.  For
real."

   His smile widened and she felt she was blushing.

   "I really hope you'll be happy, Brook," he continued.  "And you can
always tell me if there's anything I can do to help make sure you are."

   You could fuck me like you fucked my mother last night, she said in her
mind.  But then, out loud: "Oh, I'm happy.  Really.  It's really nice here
and everything.  And you're really nice.  I guess I'm still getting used to
things."

   "Me too," he smiled warmly.  "I guess your mom and I have been so
focused on each other that we haven't paid enough attention to you.  You
and I haven't had the same chance to get to know each other, but I want
that to change, if that's okay with you.  We have a lot of lost time to
make up for."

   "That'd be nice," she said, wishing she knew something more interesting
to say.  Now she was afraid he'd start thinking she was dumb.

   "Do you have any plans for today?" he asked.

   She shook her head.

   "Great.  I was thinking I'd leave work early, and maybe we could go out
and get dinner and a movie together.  Or we could go to the mall and spend
a lot money."

   "Really?" She looked straight at him with surprise.  "That sounds really
good."

   "It does to me, too," he said.  "You can decide whatever you want to do.
We can do all of those things or just whatever you like.  How's that
sound?"

   Brook was so excited her eyes started to water as she realized it was
the first time a male of any age was going to take her out just for
something she wanted.  She'd been out in groups of friends along with boys
from school who were interested in her, but that wasn't even in the same
league.

   "It sounds perfect," she said softly.

   "I think so, too," he replied, getting up.  "I'll be back by two."

   On his way out, he stopped and touched the girl's bare shoulder,
planting a quick kiss on top of her head before walking out to go to work.
After he was gone, Brook couldn't stop smiling.  She felt so good she
cleaned up everything in the kitchen and then looked for things to do
around the house that would please her mother and Tom.  Especially Tom. 
"Especially Dad," she said out loud, just to see how it felt and sounded.

   Later on, she went upstairs and put on the skimpiest bikini she owned
and went out to the pool for a swim.  She wished Tom could have been there
to see her, but after a while she took her bikini off and tried skinny
dipping for the first time.  She loved swimming naked immediately, and
after a while she got out of the pool and went to sit naked in the hot tub
while she still had the house to herself.

   She turned on the water jets and thought about the scene she'd witnessed
the night before.  It didn't take long before her nipples were hard and
burning with desire, while her pussy was flushed and quivering at the same
time.  The water jets felt so good as she played with her pert, round tits.
Her hard nipples and areolas were like a pale shade of cinnamon.

   The girl's fingers were soon exploring her excited pussy as her thoughts
changed from last night to all the various ways she imagined her time with
Tom might go.  The thought of being alone with her father for the first
time in her life made her nervous.  She wanted to do everything right.  She
wanted him to love her so much.  Before long, she was kneeling on the seat
in the tub, holding onto the side while she pushed her sensitive pussy up
to the nozzle of the water jet.  Gripping the edge, she let the spout jet
against her hard clit until her body was shivering with orgasms.

   She finally got out of the tub, picked up her bikini and walked into the
house and up to her room completely naked.  It was fun to have such a big
house, and she found herself imagining her father suddenly walking out of
one room or another to discover his completely naked, daughter.  It was
even more fun to imagine the look he would have on his face as he stared at
the proudly shaped tits standing out from her smooth chest.  It made her
nipples swell with excitement just to think of it.

   It was getting close to when Tom would be getting back home, so she
decided to start getting ready.  Going into her bathroom, she hung her damp
bikini on a towel rack and took a shower, where she spent a long time
carefully running a fresh razor over her legs and pussy.  After, she dried
and brushed her hair and went to pick out something to wear.

   After going through every stitch of clothing in her dresser and closet,
Brook was no closer to a decision than when she started.  Half of her
entire wardrobe was now scattered across her bed and the floor, and she
uttered an exasperated sigh.  She had nothing to wear.  She wasn't even
close to deciding what she wanted to do, so she wasn't sure what kind of
outfit would be right.

   She didn't know much about the restaurants anywhere around Tom's house
so she figured on letting him decide about that.  There were plenty of
restaurants and even the movie theater at the mall, so maybe that was where
they should go.  She couldn't wait to have him all to herself, but she was
afraid of coming off as too greedy.  And as far as a movie, she already had
an idea about that, but she wouldn't let Tom know what she wanted to see
until after dinner.

   Finally, Brook decided she didn't even care where they went for dinner.
She just wanted to look good for Tom.  Really good.  Deciding nothing she
had was good enough, she went down the hall to the master bedroom to raid
her mother's wardrobe.

   Walking naked into the bedroom her mother shared with Tom sent tingles
of excitement through her smooth, young body.  She spent a few moments just
staring at their bed, imagining what they were doing that went along with
the desperately passionate sounds she'd heard listening at their door.  Her
nipples grew hard with sensation when she thought of how she would have Tom
all to herself for the whole evening.

   Janice would certainly be home when they came back, but the notion
didn't stop her from imagining how amazing it would be for Tom and her to
come home and end the night together in his hot tub.  She remembered so
clearly what his aroused dick had looked like when she spied on them the
night before.  Her mother had to be the luckiest woman in the world to be
able to be naked with Tom whenever she wanted.

   She spent a little while just playing with her nipples, her excitement
being greatly enhanced by being in her father's own bedroom.  But she knew
he'd be home soon, and as exciting as it was to imagine him catching her
naked in his bedroom, the reality of it actually happening scared her. 
What if he said something about it to her mother?

   Going through the closet, it didn't take her long to find what she was
looking for.  It was a wheat colored knit dress Janice hadn't worn in a
long time, and it was practically the same color as the one pair of high
heels that Brook had.  She grabbed the dress and then went to rifle through
her mother's lingerie drawer where she found a pair of sheer black
pantyhose that had some kind of pattern.  She decided to take them back to
her room and try them on to see how they looked.

   With the items of her mother's clothing in her hands, Brook could hear
Tom come into the room.  How could he have come home without her hearing
him?

   "Oh, geeze, Brook, I'm sorry.  I didn't know you were in here," he said
before she had a chance to even turn around.

   She was fully naked to him from behind, and she suddenly turned to face
him without thinking.  Now her bouncy, naked boobs and freshly shaved pussy
were in full view.  He gazed at her with a stunned look on his incredibly
handsome face, his eyes clearly roaming over the lush swells of her tits
and silken V of her silky pussy mound.

   "Sorry," he mumbled again, politely averting his gaze.

   Brook blushed with a vengeance, feeling equally embarrassed and excited.
She finally thought to hold her mother's clothes up in front of her, barely
covering her bare boobs while holding her free hand over her naked pussy.

   "Oh, um, it's okay.  I'm sorry, too.  I just came to borrow some clothes
for going out." She almost said date, but she was afraid Tom might laugh at
that.

   "Does she know you're borrowing her clothes?" he asked, bringing his
eyes back to her.

   "Oh sure," she told him.  "We borrow each other's clothes all the time.
Especially now that I'm almost the same size."

   Tom nodded.  "I see.  Okay."

   Brook's embarrassment started to fade slightly when she realized he
wasn't going to just kick her out of the room.  He actually seemed to like
having her there, and she almost giggled at the thought of it.

   "So when do you want to go?" she asked.

   "Whenever you're ready," he said.  "I'm just going to freshen up a
little and change.  I'll probably be ready much sooner than you will be."

   "Probably, but I'll hurry.  I can't wait to go."

   "Me, too," he smiled.  "Did you decide what you want to do?"

   Brook told him what she was thinking about going to the mall where they
could just decide to do whatever they felt like since they'd having
shopping, movies and restaurants all in one place.

   "Good thinking, Brook.  I'm impressed."

   Brook blushed at the compliment and then walked out of the room, trying
to look calm as she strode past her father, feeling his eyes on the sway of
her pert ass.  Her heart was pounding by the time she reached her own
bedroom.  There was no mistake that he really liked what he saw.  It felt
like the happiest day of her life, and it could only get better.

   Tom sat down on the bed and heaved a deep sigh after Brook left the
room. Being single for as long as he had, he wasn't used to having a woman
around the house, although he loved being married to Janice.  But having
his teenaged daughter in the house was a whole other matter.  Especially
one as pretty and sexy as Brook.  She was a sweet girl, even if she'd been
pretty aloof lately, yet he knew he had to stop thinking of her as pretty
and sexy.  If only she didn't look so much like her mother.  He wondered if
he'd feel the same way if he'd known about her from the beginning.

   It had been impossible not to notice the girl had a prominently
distracting pair of tits, but seeing them in the flesh was making Tom's
head spin.  They were so firm and round, and with her nipples being so hard
and perky he'd barely been able to tear his eyes off them, except to stare
at the bald, pouting pussy mound between her thighs.

   And seeing the way she blushed when he caught her naked in his room only
made it worse.  He couldn't fight the steady swelling of his cock as he
thought of her.

   This is totally out of line, he thought as he gave his pulsing shaft a
squeeze through his pants.  He kept squeezing and rubbing his stiff cock as
he thought of the way her perky ass moved when walked out of the room.  He
could have sworn she was giving it an extra sway just for him.  Could she
have known he was staring at those firmly rounded ass cheeks?  Was she
seriously inviting her own father to check out that tight, teenaged ass?

   He hadn't even thought about what clothes she had borrowed from her
mother.  He almost thought he should call the outing off, but it was too
late for that.  Besides, it wouldn't look right.  She was a smart girl and
probably would've suspected the reason. 

   Unable to help himself, Tom stood up and unzipped his pants, pushing
them down along with his briefs and letting his large, achingly hardened
cock bounce free.  Rubbing one out to take the edge off before going out
with his daughter seemed like the right thing to do.  He'd be able to think
straight and act like the proper father he wanted to be to her.

   But there was nothing proper about the way he stood there stroking his
hard bone thinking of that hot, naked, eighteen-year-old body.  At the same
time, he couldn't help thinking about the way Janice had called him Daddy
while they were fucking the night before.  It made him cum so hard he felt
dizzy afterwards, and there was no way his new wife could have missed the
way it excited him.

   Tom's phone buzzed with an incoming message while he was blindly
fist-pumping his excited rod.  He paused to check the message, and wasn't
surprised to see it was from Janice.

   Have a good time on your date with Brook, it said, followed by a wink
emoji.

   It's not a date, he texted back.  But I'll make sure she has a great
time.

   He finished taking off his clothes and sat on the bed to continue
stroking his cock.

   That's not what she thinks, Janice texted back.  Pretty sure the girl
has a huge crush on her dad.

   No way, Tom sent back, still stroking and thinking of the way the girl's
ass looked on the way out of the room.

   Girls always crush on their daddies.  Didn't you know that?

   That's crazy, he sent back, feeling idiotic that he was still pumping
his hard on and thinking of Janice's daughter.

   Mmm, I've got a serious crush on you, Daddy.  Just save some for me when
you get home.

   Janice's text was followed seconds later with a picture of her spread
pussy, something she often did from the ladies' room at work.  It always
drove him crazy, and with Janice's splayed open pussy on his phone screen,
he stroked himself to the image of both mother's and daughter's pussies at
the same time.

   He needed to cum if only to set his mind right again.  Last night had
been the first time Janice called him daddy while they were fucking, and it
had made her cum just as hard as he had.  Janice's taste for edgy sex was
one of the things that kept their relationship hot and fresh.  Tom had
always wanted a woman like that, and Janice had that and yet so much more.
She was the complete package.  But he certainly hadn't bargained on getting
a hard on for their teenaged daughter and now his wife was practically
teasing him about it.

   He leaned back on the bed and vigorously pounded his throbbing cock to
the thought of the sexiest, most beautiful mother and daughter he'd ever
known.  Before long, visions of eighteen-year-old tits and pussy had all
but pushed her mother out of his mind.  Within a couple more minutes, Tom
groaned heatedly while his cock erupted, spurting cum all over his lower
belly and shirt.

   After, he took a quick shower, and then picked out a pair of dark blue
linen pants and a short sleeve button down shirt.  Casual, with a hint of
fancy to please Brook.

   As it turned out, by the time Tom went downstairs to meet her, Brook was
all ready and anxiously waiting.

   The girl blushed, incredibly pleased with her father's stunned reaction
on seeing her in her mother's dress.

   The pantyhose had the cutest pattern, which beautifully accentuated the
sweeping shape of her legs.  The dress fit her almost as tightly as it fit
her mother, and it was suggestively snug over her curves.  It came well
above Brook's knees, and the low-cut neckline clung nicely to her round
boobs and let just enough cleavage show.  She decided to go without panties
or a bra, even though her nipples would show in the dress if they got hard.

   "Wow," Tom said, eyeing her openly.  "You look amazing, sweetheart."

   "Thank you." She smiled and looked down at the floor.  Her shoes were
almost a perfect match for the dress, and the heels gave her three more
inches of height.  Brook blushed at his compliment, but she couldn't help
wondering if he liked her better in her mother's dress or completely naked.
As surprised as he'd looked when he saw her, she decided he probably liked
her even more naked and the idea almost made her giggle out loud.

   Going out to get in the car, Tom even opened the door for her.  The
gesture surprised and pleased her immensely.  Without thinking, as if it
were a completely automatic thing to do, she made sure to give him a good
look at her legs when she swung them into the car.

   During the ride to the mall, Brook couldn't help feeling like she was on
a real date with a really great guy who was handsome, older and
sophisticated, and had an amazing looking cock.  She wondered what he would
think if he knew she'd seen it and could barely stop thinking about it. 
But she also remembered the conversation she'd overheard and felt desperate
to tell him how much she really liked him without sounding completely
stupid.

   He was doing his best to keep his eyes on the road, but Brook caught Tom
glancing at her legs every minute or so.  She liked the way her mother's
fancy pantyhose made them look, and her father obviously liked it too.  In
her seat, the hem of her mother's dress rode high on her firm, young
thighs, and she did nothing to adjust her outfit.  It wasn't quite as
exciting as the way he'd looked at her when he caught her naked, but it
wasn't as embarrassing, either, and she didn't want him to stop.  And when
her nipples grew hard with excitement, forming pert dents in the material
of the dress, she caught her father sneaking peeks at her boobs just as
much.

   "Thanks for taking me out, Tom," she finally said.  "It's really nice of
you."

   "It's my pleasure, sweetie.  I'm only sorry we didn't do this sooner.  I
thought it would be good for us to spend some time together.  After all, I
didn't just marry your mom, I married you, too." Brook couldn't contain a
giggle.  "Oh boy, did that ever come out wrong," Tom tried to backtrack
with an embarrassed blush.

   "It's okay.  I know what you meant.  Besides, I think I really like
being married to you.  I think Mom's really lucky."

   "What a sweet thing to say," he told her with a smile.

   "Well, it's true.  And I'm really sorry if I've been a pain in the neck
lately."

   "Not in the least, sweetie.  I've just been worried if you were happy
with all the changes going on.  I know it's a lot to take in all at once."

   "Yeah," she agreed shyly.  "I guess it is."

   Tom suddenly pulled the car over and stopped.  He turned in his seat and
looked at her seriously.  No one had ever looked at her the way he was now,
and it made her pulse race.  It made her think of the way Cindy's father
looked at her.

   "I really want you to be happy," he started out with a deep breath. 
"And I want you to know I really wish your mother had told me about you
from the beginning.  There's so much I wish we never missed out on.  But
you're mine, my daughter, and nothing can ever change that.  I know we're
only getting started to know each other but just knowing you're mine makes
me love you more than I can ever tell you.  I have years of lost time to
make up for and I want to make you the happiest daughter that ever lived."

   Brook's heart was pounding as she listened to her father.  She even
started to cry and a single tear ran down her cheek.  Her whole body was
trembling and she didn't know what to say.  She wanted to scream that she
loved him back at the top of her lungs but she was afraid to.  Yet she was
even more afraid that he'd never know.  Everything just seemed so wonderful
and yet so impossible.

   Then Tom reached over and wiped the tear off her cheek with the pad of
his thumb.  It was an intimate, loving gesture, and for some reason her
body stopped shaking so bad.

   "I love you too, Dad," she finally said softly.  Once the words were out
of her mouth it didn't seem so hard, and her father was looking at her with
such intense eyes it made her skin tingle with heat.  "I love you so much
you have no idea."

   "Yeah, baby, I think I do," he smiled.

   And she knew he was right.  She could feel it in the way he touched her
face and the look in his eyes as he stared at her.  It felt like the whole
car was filled with their love for each other and Brook never wanted to be
without that feeling as long as she lived.

   "Do you realize that's the first time you've called me Dad?" he pointed
out.

   "Out loud, anyway," she admitted shyly.

   Her father seemed to be thinking, but then leaned over and kissed her.
On the lips.  It was an instantly passionate kiss, and Brook immediately
opened her mouth and felt her entire body heat up as their tongues swirled
and explored each other's mouth.  The girl's nipples went rock hard while
her pussy quivered with intense pulses of sensation and desire.  Brook's
mind was spinning and when she felt her father's large hand graze over the
swell of her tits through her dress she was sure she would explode.

   The kiss went on for a long time and Tom's hand was running over the
girl's tits through most of it.  But he finally broke it off, stammering an
awkward apology.

   "Don't be sorry, Dad," she said.  "I'm not."

   He told her she was beautiful and let it go at that before turning the
engine back on and continuing to drive.  For the rest of the ride, Brook
thought about that amazing kiss and how it made her whole feel like
burning. She thought about her friend, Cindy, and her dad and was now
convinced there was much more to their relationship.  Brook started to
daydream of having Tom touch her ass the way Cindy's dad touched hers.  No
matter how her friend might've blushed, she looked happy whenever it
happened and now Brook understood why.

   When they got to the mall, Tom pulled the car into the parking garage
and they started wandering.  He didn't even seem to get bored with all the
stores Brook wanted to go into, and she couldn't believe the amount of
money he spent on her for new clothes.  She bought sexier looking outfits
than she ever had before, and Tom always flipped his credit card on the
counter and looked at her with a proud smile.  Brook couldn't keep from
blushing every time.

   He finally suggested they stash the shopping bags in the trunk of the
car and decide what to do about getting some dinner.  They had to walk the
whole length of the mall to get to their section of the parking garage. 
Brook noticed how many people turned their heads to look at them, which
only made her feel even happier as she thought of how many people must have
assumed they were like any father out at the mall with his daughter to
spoil her.  Yet they were a bit dressed up for a simple shopping excursion,
and Brook wondered how many of them assumed they were a couple.

   Brook also knew a lot of the men were just looking because of the way
she looked in her mother's dress.  It was far from the first time she
caught men looking at her, but this time it felt so different.  Walking
beside her father made her feel like they could tell she was taken.  She
found a stride that made her perky tits jiggle with her steps, and it was
exciting how plenty of men even Tom's age turned to look, but in her mind
there was only one who was allowed to touch them.  It made her think of the
way her father had felt her braless tits through her dress earlier in the
car, and she just wanted to feel that sensation again.  As much as she
possibly could.  Even if Tom said it was wrong the way he'd felt her up in
the car, he was still watching her tits and booty as much as any other guy
in the mall.  He didn't say anything, though, until they were in the
parking garage.

   The car was parked nose facing out, so Brook and her father were
standing between the wall and the raised trunk lid while Tom stowed the
girl's shopping bags.  When he finished, he didn't close the trunk right
away, leaving them together in relative privacy behind the car.  The walk
through the mall had left Brook with swollen nipples, and her father was
trying not to be too obvious about staring at them.  He wasn't being all
that successful, though, but the girl just smiled happily to let him know
she didn't mind him looking at her whatever way he wanted.

   Once he put the last of the shopping bags in the trunk, Brook hugged her
father.  "Thank you, Daddy," she told him, pressing her face to his chest.
"No one ever did anything like this for me ever."

   Tom hugged her back, and they held the hug for a long time.  Brook loved
the way it felt to press her firm, young tits against her father's solid
body.  His hands were on the small of her back and she kept wishing he'd
just let them drop onto her ass, but eventually he held her a few inches
away and looked at her.  Their arms were still around each other with the
lower halves of their bodies still touching.

   "No need to thank me, sweetheart," he told her.  "My reward was just
seeing the look on your face.  I really like this whole having a daughter
thing."

   Brook snickered.  "I like this whole having a dad thing."

   She also liked the way her dad's eyes kept darting lower to the way her
tits were bunching up over the neckline of her dress from the way they were
hugging each other.

   "What would you say if I turned into one of those strict dads who
doesn't let you out of the house wearing the kinds of outfits we spent so
much money on today?  Or the one you're wearing right now, for that
matter."

   Brook was a little surprised, but pleased to see that he was saying it
with a smile on his face.

   "I'd be a good girl and do what you say, Daddy," she smiled back.  "But
what's the big deal?  Mom does it all the time.  I mean, this is her dress,
right?"

   "Yeah, but you're not supposed to look so hot at your age.  I know you
saw all those men looking at you.  Some of them were even around my age."

   "Were you jealous, Daddy?" Brook replied with an ecstatic grin.  "'Cuz
you're the only one I really wanna look good for."

   Tom was smiling, but he heaved a deep sigh.  "You're such a beautiful
girl, sweetheart, and I love you more than I could ever love anyone, even
your mother.  But girls don't dress like this for their fathers."

   "Some do." She thought about telling him about Cindy and the way her
father even touched his daughter's ass right in front of her.

   "Honey, it's just not appropriate."

   "So ...  are you saying the way you kissed me and felt up my boobs in
the car before we got here wasn't appropriate?"

   "That was definitely not appropriate, and I'm sorry I lost my head there
for a minute.  I promise it won't happen again, Brook."

   "I'd rather have you promise it will happen again," she said.  "Don't
tell me you didn't like it as much as I did."

   The man sighed deeply again.  "It was amazing, baby girl.  But ...  "

   Brook let her hands slip lower so she was clutching her father's ass
cheeks through his pants, suggestively squeezing his muscular glutes.

   "You were saying, Dad?" With her hands on his ass, Brook could feel the
stirring under his pants against her body that she'd been constantly
dreaming of.

   "I was saying ...  as incredible as it was, it can never happen again."

   Even though her father had a serious look on his face, he didn't do
anything to pull his daughter's hands away from his ass, and at the same
time his own hands drifted lower and closer to hers.  Just being so close
to him was making the teenager's heart race.  She couldn't begin to explain
why her father had the power to turn her insides to warm, gooey mush, but
she didn't care.  All she knew was that it felt like heaven to have him
holding her like he held her mother.  The girl just knew he loved her as
much as her mother.  His cock was still growing bigger against her body
while they held onto their hug, and he still wasn't trying to push her
away. It was proof of how much he really wanted her no matter how proper he
tried to be.

   "But Dad," she said, looking up at him with a coy smile, pressing her
body a little tighter against the growing bulge in her father's pants,
"Didn't you like kissing me, Dad?  And if you did it once, what's the big
deal about doing it again?  Same with feeling my boobs."

   "Because I'm your father, sweetheart.  And I've only just gotten married
to your mother, in case you haven't noticed."

   But even as he spoke, one of his hands moved from behind her to the
front, sliding over the pert swells of the girl's tits through her dress.
Her nipples throbbed with heat at his touch and her body filled deeply with
breath.

   "I've noticed more than you think, Daddy," she said.

   "And what's that supposed to mean?" he asked curiously, squeezing the
mound of one of her tits through the snug fabric.

   "Oh god," she whispered, aching to feel her father squeeze as hard as he
pleased.

   By now his cock felt so big and so hard against her young body.  The
memory of watching him pump that beautiful shaft into her mother's naked
body made her want to feel inside her own pussy more than ever.  Feeling
his hand sliding back and forth to feel each of her tits was making her
pussy feel hot and damp.  She angled her face upward, giving him an open
invitation for another kiss.

   "Baby, we really shouldn't," he whispered as he leaned down and pressed
his lips to hers.

   Brook's heart leaped with excitement.  She instantly opened her mouth
and felt her pulse bang even harder when her father's tongue swept
forcefully into her mouth.  She moved one hand from his ass around to the
front and began feeling the solid bulge of his cock through his pants.  He
gasped without breaking the kiss while his grip tightened on her tit.  Then
she felt him pull the neckline down, stretching the fabric to expose her
perky mound so he could cup her flesh in his hand.

   He didn't even kiss her mother that deeply when she'd spied on them in
the hot tub.  Brook felt the best and most excited she ever had in her
life, yet she knew it could only be better.  Just the feel of her father's
rigid cock through his pants was almost more than she could stand.  And
having his hand on her bare boob while they kissed was one thing she
already knew wasn't going to be a once-only proposition.  She might've been
young, but Brook knew she was meant for this and meant for him, and she was
ready to give him everything she had.

   But then the sound of people getting into a nearby car startled them,
and Tom suddenly pushed himself back from his daughter.  They both looked a
little dazed, and his cock was still bulging out the front of his pants. 
He finally closed the trunk lid, and they waited for the other people to
get in their car and drive away.

   Brook's pussy was dripping with wet heat, but she knew her father wasn't
going to pick things back up.  She wanted that more than anything while Tom
was trying to act like it never even happened, except for the telltale
bulge in his pants.  At least he didn't try to tell her over again how it
shouldn't have happened and was never going to happen again.  That much was
progress.

   "Sweetheart, our date isn't over yet, unless you're feeling tired
already.  But we haven't even decided about dinner or the movies," Tom
said, doing his best to look normal.

   Brook was happy he didn't want to end their day together and go home. 
"Can we do both?"

   Tom laughed and said, "Of course."

   They walked back into the mall holding hands.  They went to a simple
chain restaurant for a quick meal so they could make it on time to the
movie Brook wanted to see.  The trailers were still playing when they went
in, and they got a row to themselves a little further back from the middle
of the theater.

   When the movie started, Tom reached over the arm of the seat and took
hold of Brook's hand again.  They exchanged a smile and watched the movie.
After a while, she maneuvered their clasped hands so Tom's was resting
against Brook's leg below her dress hem, resting on her thigh through the
pantyhose she was wearing.  And then after a few more minutes, her father's
hand let go of hers and moved to rest palm down along her inner thigh.

   Brook's whole body felt warm when his large hand gently squeezed her
inner thigh and started rubbing her warmth.  Her pussy heated up with
electrical pulses as he calmly worked his hand higher until he was
massaging her flesh within an inch of her mound.  She felt her body arch in
her seat as she breathed deeply.  She looked at his face but he was
watching the movie with a faint smile on his face.

   The girl slid forward on her seat and parted her legs, giving her father
more room to feel her thigh.  He drove her crazy, making her pussy drip
with agonizing excitement as he barely moved his hand closer to her mound.
Brook was dying to feel him touch her pussy, but he was teasing her without
mercy.  At long last, his fingers finally moved to the crotch panel of her
pantyhose and began rubbing at her slit through the material.  His hand
felt so strong and sure, and she knew he had to be able to feel her drippy
girl cream seeping through the material of her hose.  And the second he
started mashing his fingers into her tender slit her fresh juices flowed
even hotter.

   Brook had to force herself to keep from moaning out loud, but at least
she had the movie soundtrack to mask her sighs and deep breathing.  But her
father's hand kept rubbing at her, massaging her slit so deep and firm that
she couldn't help grinding her pussy back into his hand.

   The teenager took as much of her father's hand rubbing her through the
pantyhose as she could, and finally slipped off her shoes and just pulled
her dress up and started to roll her hose down over her hips.  She caught
her father watching, and he moved his hand to allow her to roll the hose
all the way off.  When she sat back again, Tom caught the girl's hand and
took the balled-up pantyhose from her.  She watched in awe as he held them
to his face and inhaled deeply, knowing he could smell all the pussy cream
she'd been leaking into them.

   He stuck them in his pocket and put his hand back between her now bare
thighs.  She left her dress up around her hips and watched in amazement as
her father began rubbing his fingertips along her slippery pussy lips.  He
was looking, too, admiring her smoothly shaven pussy while he massaged her
petals and clit as if he knew where all her most sensitive nerve endings
were.  After a while, he slid a finger into her creamy hole and stroked it
back and forth.

   Brook wanted to scream with joy but she bit her bottom lip to stop
herself.  Yet she wanted to give her father more, even if they were sitting
in a public movie theater ignoring whatever was on the screen.  The girl
could barely even remember what they came to see.  She spread her legs
wider and her father started pumping his finger deeper.  Pulling the top of
her dress down below her braless tits, she exposed her perky mounds with
their stiff, strawberry nipples.  She played with her smooth orbs,
constantly toying with her nipples, constantly aware of the way her father
was watching her and continuously sliding his finger in and out of her
slick hole.

   When she glanced between his legs, there was a bulge in his pants just
as big as it was when they were kissing and fondling each other back in the
parking garage.  Since he was stroking his finger in and out of her pussy,
Brook didn't see any reason not to reach between his legs and feel the
enormous lump tenting his pants.  Just touching his rod, even through his
pants, made her heart race even harder while her juices felt like they were
gushing all over his hand.

   Brook thought her heart might explode when her father reached for his
zipper with his other hand, pulling it down.  He then took hold of her hand
and pushed it into his pants through his open fly.  She could hardly
believe it was happening, but with a little effort, she worked her father's
cock out from the leg of his briefs and got her hand around his big, rigid
shaft.  His jaw hung open and his whole posture changed when she started
squeezing and stroking his cock.  She wanted to pull it out of his pants so
she could see it and stroke it at the same time, but it was so big she
didn't know how to get it out through his fly.  It probably wouldn't have
been too much trouble to undo his belt under normal circumstances, but the
way his pumping finger was making her shiver and squirm.

   When her father ground the heel of his hand against her clit and shoved
a second finger in with the first, Brook started to cum.  She was glad it
was during a loud part of the movie because she couldn't help letting a
brief cry of pleasure escape.  She'd never felt anything so good and her
hand went crazy on his cock at the same time.  Before her pussy was even
through squeezing and gushing through her climax, her father's cock was
suddenly spurting hot cream inside his pants, soaking her hand and his cock
all at once.

   When Tom finally pulled his hand away from his daughter's pussy, he
brought his fingers to his mouth and silently sucked them clean.  Brook
drew her hand out from his pants and did the same thing, wanting him to see
her sucking her fingers and licking up every drop of his delicious cum as
she could get.

   He reached into his pants and adjusted his cock, then zipped them back
up.  Brook kept her dress lifted up through the rest of the movie, and Tom
leg his hand rest on her leg right next to her tingling pussy.

   Later, during the ride home, Brook kept waiting for her father to say
how they shouldn't have done what they did and that it would never happen
again, but he didn't say anything.  She was worried about whatever he might
be thinking.

   "Dad?  Do you still love me?" she asked out of the blue.

   Tom looked at her in shock and pulled the car over the first chance he
had.  He took her face in his hands.

   "Baby, I love you more than anything in this world, and I hope you never
forget that."

   Brook felt relieved.  Not that she didn't think her father had stopped
loving her, but she was afraid he might feel angry or awkward.  He kissed
her for a long time and she started to believe that they would always be
happy, even if their love would have to be a secret one.

   Later that night, Brook lay in bed restless and unable to sleep.  She'd
spent the longest time just tossing and turning while her outing with her
father kept running through her mind.  She missed the feeling of his hands
on her and couldn't wait to feel those delicious sensations again.  It was
the most amazing thing in the world to think that the best orgasm she'd
ever had was in a public theater in the middle of a movie she could barely
remember.  She just hoped her mother wouldn't ask too many questions about
the movie.

   It was even harder to sleep when Brook heard Tom and her mother getting
into the hot tub down below her bedroom window.  Thinking about everything
that happened earlier already had the girl's pussy feeling warm and moist
and her nipples thick and aching.  Now she was sure Tom would be fucking
her mother right under her window again, since that seemed to be the way
things always ended up when they got into the tub at night.  Even though
she felt jealous when he fucked Janice, the fact that mother and daughter
looked so much alike also made it exciting, allowing Brook to imagine how
her father would look fucking her.

   She wanted to watch them again, but so far it sounded like they were
just talking.  It was hard to make out everything they were saying, but she
could tell her name was mentioned more than once.  It made her curious. 
She knew her mother would probably be asking Tom about the time they had
together, but he obviously couldn't tell her everything.

   Brook decided to sneak downstairs and eavesdrop on them from behind the
bush where she'd already seen the fuck.  Hopefully, she'd get to see them
in action again.  She didn't really like the idea of sharing her father
with anyone else, even her mother, but that was the situation she just had
to live with.  At the same time, considering how much she and her mother
looked alike, she liked seeing what she and her father would look like
together.

   She stood hidden, just wearing flip flops and the panties and tank top
she put on to sleep in.  Janice and Tom were sitting in the hot tub.  Her
naked tits were above water, and Tom had his arm over her shoulders with
his hand dangling down and fondling one of them.  Brook could tell her
mother's hand was moving underwater, and she knew she had to be playing
with her father's cock.  Brook couldn't help a stifled giggle when she
thought about her father getting his dick stroked by his wife and daughter
both on the same night.

   "Janice," Tom was saying, "I really wish you'd stop saying Brook and I
were out on a date.  Especially when you're stroking my cock like that."

   Janice snickered.  "Don't tell her that.  She's been looking at you like
a rock star ever since you got home.  If I didn't know any better I'd say
something happened."

   "I'm just happy that we're starting to get along better," Tom said
evasively.

   "Getting along?" Janice snickered deviously.  "Are you forgetting I know
she took one of my sluttiest looking dresses to put on for her daddy?"

   Tom groaned while Janice's hand kept moving up and down his cock under
the water.  Brook was dying to see it out in the open.  She wished it was
her hand stroking him.  His rod felt so hot and thick back in the movie
theater.

   "I have to admit she looked amazing.  She's beautiful just like her
mom," he admitted.

   "Hmmm, and judging from the mountain of shopping bags in her room it
looks like Daddy spoiled his sexy little girl.  And looking through some of
the things she got, I know she had you in mind when she picked them out. 
I'm getting jealous of our daughter."

   At least she said it with a good-natured tone, and it made Brook feel
good to hear her mother refer to her as "our daughter".

   "That's ridiculous," Tom said.

   Brook could tell her mother looked skeptical as she stroked her new
husband's cock in silence for a moment or two.

   "So what is it you're not telling me?" Janice finally asked, still
smiling and still stroking.

   Brook's breath caught in her throat as she waited to see if her father
was going to admit what happened.  For some weird reason, the suspense just
made her pussy feel hotter.  She slipped one hand into her panties to
stroke her slit and the other under her top to play with her hardened
nipples.

   "Nothing," her father told her mother in one of the most unconvincing
voices anyone ever heard.

   "I know there's more to it," Janice said.  "Your cock is practically
burning my hand while we talk about her."

   "Okay, she's a beautiful girl, just like you.  But, Janice, she's my
daughter, for fuck's sake."

   Janice snickered deviously.  "Now I know you're hiding something juicy
from me.  My god, I don't know when I've ever felt your cock throb so
hard."

   Brook's heart was pounding.  It seemed unthinkable that her father would
ever admit to fingering his own daughter in a public movie theater while
she stroked his hard cock until he came in his pants, but it wasn't so long
ago she would've thought that was unthinkable, too.  Then her mother rose
up from her seat and straddled her father, reaching down between her legs
to take hold of his cock.  She didn't lower down, and Brook could tell she
was just holding the man's cock to her pussy.

   "Maybe this will help loosen that tongue of yours," Janice teased him.
"You tell me what really happened and I'll ride that throbbing cock like
she's most certainly been thinking of doing herself.  It's all over the way
she looks at you, you know.  God, it's crazy how much it turns me on."

   "Yes, it's crazy," Tom replied, obviously anxious to get his cock into
his wife's pussy.

   Brook's pussy was dripping all over her searching fingers as she watched
and listened to everything.

   "C'mon, Daddy," Janice cooed.  "Tell me what you did to our baby girl.
She deserves to be loved, too.  Besides, if you tell me, I'll let you in on
something I never told anyone."

   Brook's mind was spinning like mad as she waited to see how her parents'
sex talk was going to go.  She pulled harder on her nipples while she
pushed a finger up inside her creaming pussy hole and watched her mother
slide down just a couple of inches, making her father moan.  Then, she
practically held her breath with her finger sliding in and out of her slit
while her father told Janice everything about what happened: the kissing
and fondling in the car, making out and feeling each other up in the
parking garage, and then how they made each other cum in the middle of the
movie they went to.

   While he was talking, Janice gradually slid all the way down onto her
husband's cock and started riding him, her full tits bobbing in front of
his face.  Brook could barely believe he'd admitted those things to her
mother, but Janice was obviously turned on by it and grinding the man's
pole like a porn star.  As jealous as she couldn't help feeling, Brook was
also proud of how hot and sexy her mother was.

   "Oh, Daddy, fuck," Janice groaned, continuing to grind her pussy up and
down Tom's cock after he was finished.  Then she slowed her grinding,
catching her breath to make good on her promise to confess a secret of her
own.

   "Remember when we met?" she asked Tom, still riding his cock but more
slowly now.

   Tom nodded and groaned.

   "Okay," Janice went on.  "The reason I didn't get into a serious
relationship with you even though you really wanted to was because ... 
because ...  I was fucking my father.  I was in love with him all my life.
At first, I though Brook might even be his baby."

   The teenager was in shock.  Yet her pussy was on fire like she never
felt before.  Her father was just as turned as she, and he grabbed his wife
forcefully by the hips and guided her to the upper edge of the tub.  She
spread her legs wide while Tom got between them and pushed his enormous
cock back inside her.  He held on to his wife's shapely hips and thrust his
cock into her hard enough to make her heavy tits sway and shake.

   "Fuck," Tom growled, thrusting desperately into Janice's body.

   Brook pulled off her top, exposing her pertly shaped tits and stepped
out from behind the bush.  From the angle of their position, her father
could see her while her mother's head was turned the other way.  She stood
there openly watching them fuck after their filthy confessions.  Her hand
played across both of her ripe tits while the other worked away furiously
under her panties.

   It was only a minute or two before Tom realized she was standing there
watching.  He gazed at her with dire lust in his eyes while he fucked the
girl's mother even harder.

   "You like Daddy's cock, do you, baby girl?" he snarled.  Janice assumed
he was talking to her, but his eyes were right on Brook.  "You like fucking
Daddy?"

   "Oh, fuck, Daddy yes!" Janice cried.  "It makes me cum so hard!"

   Janice's body shook with pleasure while Tom grunted and cried out. 
Brook knew he had to pumping a hot, creamy load of cum into her mother's
fuckhole.  It was all too much, and the girl started to cream all over her
own pumping fingers.

   Brook didn't even stop to consider that all three of them were having
simultaneous orgasms.  She was focused more on the pleasurable spasms
rocking through the walls of her slick, young pussy.

   After, the teenager quickly picked up her top and ran over the grass
back into the house before her mother saw her.  She didn't think she could
ever get to sleep, but the next morning she didn't remember hearing her
parents come back in the house.

   *

   The next couple of days went by in a kind of blur.  Brook couldn't stop
thinking about everything that had happened and the scene she'd witnessed
between her parents in the hot tub.  Even the next day when she went to her
friend, Cindy's, house for a sleepover she couldn't think of anything else.
Cindy even said something about how distracted Brook seemed, but Brook just
shrugged it off.  It only made her think about things even more when
Cindy's dad touched his young daughter's ripe body in suggestive ways.

   While Brook was over at Cindy's, she didn't even realize how preoccupied
she was until her petite blonde friend asked where her head was at.  Brook
blushed and got flustered, but stammered some excuse about getting used to
her new life at Tom's house.

   "That shouldn't be hard," Cindy giggled deviously.  "Your dad's really
hot."

   That only made Brook blush even harder.  She even thought about telling
Cindy about everything she'd seen and done the last couple of days, but she
finally just kept it all to herself.  She finally just told her pretty
friend that her dad was really hot, too.  Cindy giggled and blushed as hard
as Brook was.

   Sometimes Brook felt downright envious of her pretty blonde friend. 
Even though Brook was a bit taller, with longer legs and a firmer shape,
Cindy was cute and bubbly with bouncy curves that got her a lot of
attention, especially from her affectionate father.  Brook felt confident
enough that she was as pretty as her friend, but it was Cindy's
relationship with her father that she envied.  They were so openly
affectionate, and Brook kept wishing more and more that Tom would treat her
that way, even in front of her mother, eventually. 

   As much as Brook had fun spending time with her best friend, she could
barely think about anything but her father the whole time she was there. 
For the first time, she wanted to be home instead of at Cindy's.  Of course
Tom would probably be down in the hot tub fucking her mother half the
night, making Brook wish he was fucking her instead.

   They were in Cindy's room changing for bed.  Brook had to turn away she
was blushing so hard.  She pulled the big T shirt out of her backpack that
she planned to sleep in.  It was one of Tom's.  She'd taken it out of his
dresser without asking, thinking he wouldn't mind.  When she turned around,
Cindy was standing near her bed in nothing but a pair of light blue panties
that barely covered anything.  She'd already taken off her bra and her bare
tits were wobbling with her movements as she prepared to pull on a tank
top.

   Sometimes Brook wondered if Cindy's tits were too big for the rest of
her body, but they weren't really that much bigger than her own.  The two
girls had never been shy about changing in front of each other, but it was
definitely out of the ordinary for the blonde to just stand there with her
boobs exposed, taking her sweet time about pulling on her top.  The panties
she was wearing only had a slim thong stretching between the girl's ass
cheeks.  They were a lot like some of the panties Tom had bought for Brook
the day before, but she hadn't brought anything that skimpy with her for
her night at Cindy's.  She was wearing a skimpy bikini style pair that made
her feel good the way they stretched over her body and showed off the shape
of her ass and pussy mound.

   Brook was still wearing her bra, but she took it off and was in no more
of a hurry to cover up than Cindy seemed to be.  Cindy's nipples were hard
and looked really nice.  Brook's nipples got hard, too.  She still had her
mind filled with thoughts about Tom, but her friend's daring panties were
earning her attention.

   "Those panties are really hot," she finally complimented her friend.

   Cindy smiled proudly.  "Thanks.  Dad got 'em for me." The admission was
followed by a coy giggle.

   Brook giggled a little nervously.  "My dad got these for me, too."

   "Mmm, really nice.  Has he seen you in them yet?"

   Brook's face flushed hot.  "No!" She didn't bother mentioning he'd
already had his hand inside another pair of her panties when he made her
cum at the movies.  "Has your dad seen you in those?"

   "Not yet, but he's gonna," Cindy said with a proud smile.  "Why else
would they buy them for us except so they can see how good we look?"

   "I guess." Then she just blurted without thinking, "Your dad can barely
stop touching your ass."

   Brook couldn't believe she said it as soon as the words were out of her
mouth.  She wanted to take it back, but Cindy giggled and then blushed the
kind of blush that betrayed happiness.

   "Yeah, I love it," she admitted.  "He always tries to make it seem
innocent or accidental, but I know it's really 'cuz he likes feeling me
up."

   Both girls started giggling, but then it turned into a loud peal of
laughter.  Then Cindy grew thoughtful for a moment.  "Lately he's been
touching my boobs a lot, too," she finally confessed.

   Brook acted more surprised by this than she actually was.  She admitted
that Tom had touched her own tits, too, but she left out the part about the
two of them making out behind his car while he boldly fondled her tits
through her dress.  Cindy, always being the bolder, brasher of the two
friends, was surprised and even impressed.  The girls had been friends long
before Brook's father came into her life, and the blonde even said she was
impressed.

   "You're so lucky," Cindy said.

   "So are you," Brook replied.

   "Well, I guess we're just hot," the blonde giggled.  "And so are both
our dads, so ...  why not just enjoy it?"

   "You do have a point.  Besides, I can see why your dad would want to
touch those boobs."

   "You too," Cindy said with a coy smile.  The girls were both still
standing topless in nothing but their panties, and now they had a good
excuse to gaze openly at one another's bare tits.  Then the blonde asked if
Brook had ever felt another girl's tits before.  She shook her head.

   "Would you ever want to?  I mean, just to see what it's like?" Cindy
added.

   Brook knew her pretty friend just wanted to feel someone caress her
beautiful tits.  She couldn't blame the other girl.  It was such a nice
feeling, and one she was aching to feel herself.

   "Yeah, sure," Brook replied, trying not to sound like she was making too
big a deal out of it.  "I mean, who doesn't like boobs, right?"

   Cindy snickered briefly, but her cherry fresh nipples were hard and
poking outward.  Brook could tell her friend was just as eager to feel
someone else's hands on her tits as she was.

   Silently, the two girls came to the center of the room and stood
directly in front of each other.  It was clear they were both nervous. 
Brook could tell from the way Cindy started breathing more deeply, which
made her tits rise and fall and only made them look that much more
appealing.  They both reached for each other's orbs at about the same time,
their curious hands caressing and fondling the other girl's tits.

   "That feels so good," Cindy said, barely above a whisper.

   Brook wasn't entirely sure if her friend meant that having someone else
feel her tits felt good, or if it felt good to feel someone else's tits. 
She figured it was probably a combination, since she was feeling the same
way.  So far, her father had only felt her tits through her clothes, but it
felt a thousand times better on her bare mounds.  Her nipples were just as
hard and thick as Cindy's now, and they started to toy with each other's
firm nubs, rolling and turning them between their fingers.

   This made everything feel even better, Brook thought, and she could feel
a trickle of hot moisture in her panties.  She knew Cindy was feeling it
too from the way she was breathing even harder.  She wished her pretty,
blonde friend would reach into her panties with one hand and finger her
aching pussy at the same time.  She was thinking about doing that, too, but
she didn't dare.

   "There's something I really gotta tell you," Brook said, half
breathless.

   "Okay," her friend said dreamily.

   "You can't breathe a word of it to anyone."

   Cindy nodded, and while the girls stood in the middle of the room
feeling each other's firm boobs, Brook told her everything that had
happened with Tom so far, starting with hearing him fuck her mother down in
the hot tub under her bedroom window.  She admitted to sneaking downstairs
and watching them fuck from behind the bush.  She even told her everything
about going shopping and to the movies, and went into explicit detail about
the way she and her father had made each other cum in the theater.

   The blonde's expression turned to one of amazement, and her hands grew
continually rougher and more aggressive on Brook's tits as she listened to
the story.  Just telling it had Brook's panties soaking wet, and she was
pretty sure Cindy's were too.

   "Holy fuck!" the blonde said.  "You're so lucky."

   Brook just about had her courage up to the point where she was ready to
push her hand into Cindy's panties to feel the other girl's pussy, but her
father was calling to them from the living room.

   "Pizza's here, girls!  Come and get it while it's hot!"

   "Talk about hot," the blonde giggled.  "Daddy has no idea."

   They finally let go of each other's boobs, both knowing that if they
took much longer, Ray, Cindy's father, would only come upstairs looking for
them.  They quickly pulled on their tops and got ready to go downstairs,
but Cindy paused a second before opening her bedroom door.

   "I bet I could get my dad to finger me like yours did," she said with a
gleam of excitement in her eyes.

   "That's crazy," Brook replied.  "He'll never do that if I'm here."

   "He would if he thought you were sleeping."

   "It wouldn't make you feel weird with me in the room?"

   "I think it would be kind of hot, to be honest."

   The pair laughed almost hysterically, and Brook promised her friend that
she'd play along with whatever she wanted to do.

   When they got downstairs, Ray was already relaxing in his big recliner
watching TV and eating a slice of pizza.  The box was on the coffee table.
Brook caught him eyeing them both as they went in and got comfortable on
the couch, but his eyes were mostly all over his daughter.  The blonde's
legs were so smooth and shapely, and her unrestrained tits were nearly
bouncing out of her tank top.  It was clear as day to Brook that Cindy's
dad had a keen appreciation of the girl's ripe qualities.

   "What was so funny?" Ray asked.  "The two of you were up there laughing
your heads off."

   "Aww, it was just girl stuff, Dad," Cindy told him coyly, flashing a
wink at Brook that he couldn't see.

   They ate pizza and watched TV a while.  There wasn't as much talking as
usual, and Brook paid close attention to the way her friend's father kept
checking out their legs and boobs.  Cindy kept moving and shifting,
obviously flashing her skimpy thong panties at her dad while Brook
pretended not to notice anything.

   Eventually, Cindy got up from the couch and went to her father's chair,
getting onto it with him and snuggling up alongside him.  As she molded
herself to her father's much larger body, the bottom of her tank rode up to
expose her bare hip while her perky tits nearly pushed halfway out of her
top.  Brook caught Ray taking a good look down the top of his daughter's
tank.  From his angle he probably saw her nipples.

   "It's a good thing your mother's not home," admonished her weakly.  "You
know she doesn't like you sitting on Dad's lap at your age."

   "Well, she's not here, is she?  Besides, Brook's getting tired and I
thought she'd like to have the whole couch.  I didn't think you'd mind,
Daddy."

   "Of course I don't," he told her.  "You'll never be too old to sit in my
lap.  But, um, you're not exactly in my lap.  Technically."

   Cindy giggled.  "Yeah, I know.  I like this even better."

   Brook gave a fake yawn and stretched her whole body out along the couch,
with her feet pointing toward Ray's chair.  She knew the bottom of her
shirt rode up to exposed a brief glimpse of her panties, but she liked the
way his eyes kept glancing over at her too.

   "Thanks, Cyn," Brook said, yawning again.  "I'm really pretty tired.  I
hope I don't snore."

   Then Brook flung her arm over her eyes, leaving a convenient gap so she
could keep her eye on the father and daughter cuddling in the recliner. 
She lifted one knee against the couch and pretended to adjust her position,
but was only working the bottom of her shirt higher to expose more of her
panties.  It must have worked because Ray took a longer look than he should
have right in the direction of Brook's pussy.

   Ray had his arm around Cindy, and not long after it looked like Brook
was falling asleep, she could see his hand make a slow move onto his
daughter's fully exposed ass cheek.  He began rubbing her cheek lightly,
and Cindy made a soft mewling sound.  She brought her leg up on her
father's lap, right over where his cock would be inside his sweatpants. 
Brook was struggling to keep still and to keep breathing steadily like she
was asleep.

   "Baby," Ray whispered.  "You shouldn't rest your leg there."

   "Why, Daddy?"

   "Because I won't be responsible for my reaction."

   "I like it, though.  I can feel it moving already."

   "Oh god, Cindy, you're going to make it hard if you don't stop."

   They were keeping their voices low as whispers the whole time, but Brook
could hear every word, and she was sure Cindy knew this.  She was sure
Cindy realized she could see everything they were doing, too.  Cindy
started moving her thigh over her father's cock, and uttered a soft groan.

   "I don't wanna stop," the blonde told her dad.  "I wanna feel it get
hard, Daddy.  Besides, the way you keep rubbing my ass is making my pussy
wet."

   "Oh god."

   Ray's hand only started squeezing and groping his daughter's ass even
harder.  He was moaning softly while Cindy kept rubbing her bare thigh over
the front of his sweatpants.  Brook could see the large bump forming there
as his cock got bigger.  Her heart was beginning to race and she didn't
know how she was ever going to keep lying still and keep up a convincing
pretense of sleeping.  At the same time her pussy was throbbing and
trickling more and more of her honey into the crotch of her panties.

   "Baby," Ray groaned, still working to keep his voice low.  "We should
stop."

   "No, Daddy, please.  I don't want to stop."

   Her father groaned again.  With his one free hand, he began working his
sweatpants down, shifting his weight from side to side as he lowered them
down past his balls.  Brook nearly gasped out loud when she saw his naked
cock.  It was almost as big as Tom's, and Cindy immediately started rubbing
her bare thigh over his shaft while he pushed his other hand further down
between the cheeks of her ass.  He pulled her thong aside and Brook could
tell he was starting to rub his daughter's excited pussy now.  Cindy gasped
and moaned, working to keep her voice low just like her father was doing.

   After spending a long time just massaging her father's cock with her
inner thigh, Cindy finally took hold of his rigid cock with her hand.  "Oh,
baby, god, fuck," the man groaned.  And then the girl started stroking his
rod up and down.  She was holding it straight up, giving Brook a good view
of what she was doing.

   Ray was uttering muffled groans as his daughter stroked his cock.  He
was soon pushing his finger up inside the girl's wet pussy, stroking it in
and out while she buried her face his chest to keep from crying out.  Her
hand-pumps up and down his cock became faster and more erratic as she
rocked her hips and moaned into his shoulder.  Brook knew she was cumming.
She'd felt the same thing when her own father made her cum in the theater.

   "Oh my god, that felt so amazing," she sighed quietly.

   "I love you, baby girl," her father whispered.

   "I love you, too, Daddy," she cooed.

   "Why don't you wake up Brook and take her back up to your room?"

   "Not until I make you feel just as good," she replied.

   Then she got up off the chair.  Her father set the chair back to the
regular sitting position.  Cindy got in front of him and sank down on the
floor at his feet.  She pulled his sweatpants the rest of the way down,
leaving his hard cock standing up bare.  Ray was looking at his daughter in
awe as she leaned between his knees, took his cock back in her hand and
started licking all around the big, bulbous head and upper part of his
shaft.  He sighed deeply with pleasure.  Brook's pussy was on fire as she
watched Cindy slurp on her father's cock like it was candy.  It only made
her want her own father's cock even more, remembering how hot and silky it
had felt in her hand.  If only she could have gotten it in her mouth, too.

   "Baby, what if Brook wakes up?" Ray asked with concern.

   "She won't, Daddy, I promise.  She sleeps like a log."

   Then the petite young blonde went back to licking her father's cock up
and down, finally taking his shank into her mouth.  She sucked him and
bobbed her head up and down, stroking her lips up and down his thick rod
while he worked to muffle the sound of his pleasurable moans.

   Brook didn't know how long Cindy spent bobbing her blonde head up and
down her father's fat dick, but it seemed like she kept going at it
forever. She couldn't stand it anymore, and finally moved her arm off her
face and shoved her hand down inside her panties.  She didn't care.  What
would Cindy's dad say, anyway?  It was like he was going to tell her to
stop.  It wasn't like he was going to tell anyone.  So she finally watched
them openly, digging her fingers into her wet slit and pumping herself as
she watched her best friend suck her dad's cock like the girls in the porn
videos they'd watched before.

   "Oh my god," Ray groaned when he discovered that Brook was awake and
watching everything.

   Cindy pulled her mouth off her father's prick, but kept her hand around
the base.  "It's okay, Daddy," she said.  "Brook's been awake the whole
time anyway.  And I kinda think she's enjoying this, but not as much as
me."

   "This is so bad," the man groaned.

   "Take off your panties and let Daddy see your pussy while I finishing
sucking his dick," Cindy giggled.

   Ray just looked over at Brook, and she quickly pulled off her panties
and held her legs apart so he could watch her rub her slit.  Cindy started
sucking his cock again, and he spent the whole time moving his head back
and forth from one girl to the other. 

   Brook got so excited she felt her pussy squeeze up tight around her
fingers, her climax coming upon her before she knew what was happening. 
Ray started huffing for air when Brook started to cum, as if her orgasm was
putting him over the edge.

   "Oh darling, fuck, I'm gonna cum," Ray exclaimed in a strangled cry.

   His hips were rocking as he pumped his throbbing cock into his
daughter's eagerly sucking mouth.  Cindy was whimpering around his cock,
and Brook knew perfectly well she was hungrily taking every gooey spurt of
her father's cum into her mouth.

   Afterward, they all took some time to recover, and Cindy sat back on her
father's lap while they spent a long time kissing.  Ray's hand was under
the girl's top, feeling all over her pertly rounded tits.  But he finally
broke it apart, reminding the girls they should go back upstairs, that
Cindy's mother would soon be home from her second shift job.

   "We have a lot to talk about tomorrow, darling," Ray told his daughter
before they went back upstairs.

   "Promise, Daddy?"

   Back up in Cindy's room, the two girls were too excited to get to sleep.
All they could do was talk about their budding relationships with their
fathers and all the things they hoped would happen soon.  But the scene
that had just taken place right downstairs in Cindy's living room was the
main topic of discussion.  The blonde was on Cloud Nine, and Brook was
excited for her, but also more eager than ever to feel her own father's
loving cock in her mouth.  Cindy's dad had looked like he was in a total
trance of pleasure and love when she made him cum.

   As it happened, it wouldn't be long at all before the girls got their
next taste of father/daughter love.

   They talked excitedly for what seemed like forever.  Cindy must have
described the way her father's throbbing hard on had felt in her mouth a
dozen times, and Brook was squirming with envy every time.  It had been
exciting to watch them.

   "I'm really glad it didn't make you feel weird with me there," she told
Cindy.

   "God, no," the perky blonde replied.  "That just made it even hotter. 
Don't ask me why, it just did.  And Dad liked it even more, I could tell.
When you let him see your pussy it felt like his dick got even bigger."

   "I can't believe he was looking straight at my pussy while you were
sucking his dick.  That made me cum so hard."

   "I think my dad really likes your pussy," Cindy teased.  "But you better
remember his dick belongs to me."

   The two girls giggled about it, though they were careful to keep their
laughter and voices low because Cindy's mother was home by now and trying
to sleep.  But before they could say anything else, the door to Cindy's
room opened and her father walked in, quietly shutting the door behind.  He
made a shushing gesture to the girls.

   "Shhh, your mother's asleep.  Let's be sure not to wake her up."

   The girls were both sitting on a sheet covered mat on the floor that
Brook slept on whenever she stayed over.  They both looked up at Cindy's
dad with curious excitement as he stood a moment by the door in a tight
pair of boxer briefs and a T shirt.  His cock and balls made a prominent
bulge in his briefs, and Brook knew immediately from the look in his eyes
that he couldn't stop thinking about what happened earlier any more than
they could.

   "I, um, just wanted to check and make sure you're okay," he said, taking
a couple of tentative steps toward the mat.

   "Oh, we're way more than okay," Cindy told her father with a quiet
giggle.

   This made Ray smile, and he sat down on the mat close to his daughter.
Cindy immediately scooted closer to him, putting her legs over his lap from
the side.  Ray adjusted his position and put his arm her.  They didn't show
the slightest problem with Brook being right there next to them.  It was
like she was part of their budding relationship.

   "I'm glad you're alright, baby," Ray said.  "I couldn't stop thinking
about you, and I just wanted to make sure."

   "Oh Daddy, that's all we've been talking about."

   "I guess I'm not surprised," he smiled.

   "I hope you came back for more," the young blonde told him.

   "Oh, I don't know, baby.  Maybe we shouldn't with Brook here."

   "It's okay.  She doesn't mind."

   Ray looked at Brook for confirmation, and all she could bring herself to
do was smile back at him.  She knew her friend and her father weren't
totally satisfied, and she could hardly imagine what she was going to see
next.

   "Told you," Cindy said as she pulled off her tank top.

   Ray couldn't keep his eyes off of his daughter's perky, naked tits.

   "Like 'em, Daddy?" the blonde asked.

   "They're perfect, baby girl." Then he brought his free hand to the
girl's shapely orbs and began fondling them.  Her nipples were already
erect, and he paid a lot of attention to squeezing and rolling them between
his fingers.

   In only her thong, Cindy looked practically naked, and she was
completely engaged in her father's attention.  Brook took off her T shirt
and played with her own tits while she watched Ray play with Cindy's.  She
knew her friend was only going to urge her to do it sooner or later anyway,
and besides, she really liked the way Ray kept looking at her while he
played with his daughter.  She'd never admit to anyone else, except maybe
Cindy, but Brook was proud of her tits, even if they weren't as big as her
friend's.  She liked it when she caught people looking at them, especially
her father, of course.

   For that matter, Brook had liked it when Ray was staring at her pussy,
too, and she lifted her ass off the mat and slipped off her panties.  Like
Cindy, Brook's pussy was shaved perfectly smooth.  She moved so she could
lean back against the side of Cindy's bed, and then spread her legs to rub
her pussy while she watched Ray kiss her eager friend and fondle her tits.

   Cindy just giggled when she caught her father staring at Brook's pussy,
and then she slipped her panties off, too.

   "You should be naked, too, Dad," Cindy announced.

   Ray just smiled and pulled off his T shirt, then slipped off his briefs,
letting his hard cock bounce up swollen and proud.

   "God, it's so nice," Cindy cooed as she took hold of her father's cock
and stroked it.  "I wanna suck it again."

   "I was hoping you'd say that, baby," Ray replied with a grin.  He lay
back but kept himself partly propped up on his elbows, keeping his eye on
his daughter while she hungrily took his cock into her mouth for the second
time that night.  At the same time he was watching Brook play with her
pussy.  The young brunette's slit was every bit as hot and wet as it was
downstairs, and she was getting to like having someone watch her play with
her slit more and more.

   Cindy sucked and licked on her father's aroused cock for a long time,
while Ray moaned softly, enjoying every second of his daughter's luxurious
love.  But he finally pushed her off and told her to lie back on the mat
and spread her legs.  He started massaging the girl's pussy with his
fingers, making her sigh with pleasure while he looked at Brook.

   "Now you can see how much your friend likes having her dad eat her
pretty little pussy," Ray told the brunette with a devious grin.  Then he
leaned over and started licking his daughter's hairless slit.  Cindy
immediately sighed and it looked like she was melting into the mat, except
for the way her hips rocked up at her father's mouth.  She looked over at
Brook with a dazed expression that said her daddy's licking tongue was one
of the best things she'd ever felt between her shapely legs.

   Brook whimpered softly and slid a pair of fingers into her pussy.  She
knew she would have to get Tom's tongue between her own legs if it was the
second to last thing she did, the last being his cock.  The whole time she
watched Ray eat her young friend's pussy, Brook kept pumping her fingers in
and out of her aching hole and ended up cumming almost every time Cindy
did.

   "Oh, Daddy, god, Daddy," the delirious blonde cooed over and over again.

   Brook could hardly believe her eyes.  Ray was eating Cindy's pussy like
the sweetest delicacy he'd ever had.  He even pushed her legs up open
wider, exposing her tiny asshole.  When he started licking his daughter's
tight rimhole Brook almost felt like she could feel it herself.  But
finally, Ray lifted his head up and moved further up until his large body
was hovering over his daughter's much smaller one.  He grabbed his
rock-hard dick and pushed the head into Cindy's wet slit.  Brook watched in
awe as his solid shaft gradually sank deep into her friend's hole,
stretching her slippery sex lips and filling her sheath.

   Ray reminded Cindy about not waking up her mother as he began rocking
his hips, starting to pump his rod in and out of the girl's pussy.  Brook
couldn't take her eyes off the man's shaft, pumping into Cindy and growing
wet and shiny from the juices in her hole.

   It was so much different from the times she'd seen Tom fuck her mother
in the hot tub.  She had a much better view of Ray's shaft as it slicked in
and out of his daughter.  They were both fighting to keep their moans down
low, but it couldn't be easy for them since they both looked like they were
feeling the most amazing sensation of their lives.  Brook started rubbing
her clit along with pumping her fingers in and out of her hole.  Seeing her
best friend actually taking the hot, hard thrusts of her own father's cock
had the pretty brunette cumming more than she thought possible.

   "Oh, Daddy, god, fuck me.  Your cock feels amazing.  I love it so much,"
Cindy kept moaning over and over.

   Ray was gazing in awe at his pretty daughter while he rocked his
overheated prick into her body.  He was thrusting into her hard enough to
make her boobs shake, and he leaned over to suck her hardened nipples as
much as he could.  But he kept looking over at Brook, too, watching her
fingers playing with her hot, smooth pussy while kept fucking his pretty,
blonde daughter.

   "Touch my balls," he told the sweet brunette in a muffled growl.  "Play
with my sack while I cum in my baby girl."

   The mere suggestion was enough to make the inner walls of Brook's pussy
clench around her fingers.  She kept her fingers pumping through her
climax, but then she looked at Cindy to make sure it was okay with her if
she played with her dad's balls.  The blonde just smiled at her and moaned.
Then Brook moved over beside them and reached between Ray's legs from
behind, cupping her hand over the man's cum-laden balls.

   Ray groaned loud enough that Brook thought he might wake up Cindy's
mother, but he only started fucking the girl harder and deeper.  Brook's
fingers were soaking wet from her pussy and she rubbed her juices all over
Ray's sack.  She had to keep moving her hand back and forth in time with
his thrusting to keep up her stimulation of his sack.  Without even
thinking about what she was doing, she mashed the pad of her thumb up
against Ray's asshole, rubbing on it while rubbing his balls at the same
time.

   Ray gasped and his muscles all went stiff as he pumped his cock harder
than ever into Cindy's hole.  Muffling his groans, he was obviously pumping
a huge load of cum deep into his daughter's pussy.  Cindy started to cum
again, too, rocking her hips against her father's urgent thrusts.

   After, Ray leaned down and started kissing Cindy passionately.  Brook
kept her hand on his balls for a while longer, enjoying the smooth, warm
feel of his smooth-shaven sack.

   "That was amazing, Daddy," Cindy cooed dreamily.

   "You're amazing, baby girl," he told her.  "I love you so much."

   After a little while longer, Ray finally put his briefs and T shirt back
on as he got ready to go back to his own room.  He thanked Brook for being
such a good girl and such a good friend to Cindy.  Then he told Cindy they
were going to have a lot to talk about as soon as they could have some time
together on their own.  Brook had never seen her friend look so happy.

   *

   The next day in the late morning, Ray drove Brook back home.  Both her
parents were out, and she went directly to her room to offload her
backpack. Then she went into the hallway bathroom and took a long shower.
As she lathered her body with gel, she ended up grabbing a razor and
freshening up the shave on her legs and pussy. 

   It was impossible to keep from getting a wet pussy while her hands
roamed over her smooth, fresh body as she thought about watching Tom and
her mother fuck, and then watching Cindy and her dad. 

   After her shower, Brook decided to go outside and work on her tan by the
pool.  With the house all to herself, she put on the new bikini her father
had gotten her the other day at the mall.  It was the skimpiest one she'd
ever had, and it made her pulse go a little faster just to think of wearing
it outside even though no one was there to see her.  On the other hand, she
didn't know where her parents were and they could come back anytime.  She
couldn't wait to see how her father would like it.  Her mother would
probably get a smirk on her face and tease her dad about the way his
daughter had a massive crush on him.

   Putting on the first string bikini she ever had, Brook checked herself
out in her bedroom mirror.  The bottom let more of her perky ass show than
it covered, and the front half covered little more than her mound.  The top
cupped her shapely boobs nicely, letting a nice amount of side-boob to
show. She liked the way it was designed to accentuate the shape of her body
instead of really covering very much, but she was already thinking the next
one she got would be a thong.

   She went down to the pool with a gauzy beach wrap, her phone, ear buds
and some tanning lotion.  Lying down on a chaise, she thought back on the
way her mother had teased her dad about his daughter's crush.  Janice
didn't seem to mind, and in fact seemed to think it was cute.  Based on
what she heard the last time she snuck downstairs, Brook figured her mother
enjoyed reliving her memories with her own father.  Considering everything
Janice had confessed to Tom that night, Brook wondered if he might have
even told her that her daughter had been there watching them.

   The way things had been going the past few days, Brook was feeling
impossibly horny, and it felt like it was never going to go away.  Not
caring if her parents came home suddenly and caught her sunbathing topless,
she took off her bikini top and lay back again.  It wasn't long before her
hand found its way into her bikini bottom to stroke along the moistening
lips of her warm pussy.

   Janice and Tom stood at their bedroom window looking down at their
topless daughter with her hand digging down inside her bikini bottom. 
They'd only gotten home from lunch a short while before.  Since the
revelations they'd made to each other a couple of nights ago they'd had a
lot to talk about.  The night Brook had spent over at Cindy's had been
planned for a week, and it had given Tom and Janice plenty of privacy to
talk things over, including how Brook had been watching everything they did
the night after Tom and Brook had gone out together.

   When they discovered Brook lounging by the pool, they decided to change
into their bathing suits and go join her, letting her know she wasn't alone
in the house anymore.  In fact, the couple were planning to let their
daughter knowing everything, including her mother's long-standing
relationship with her own father.  But when Janice spotted the girl taking
off her top and starting to finger her pussy, she called her new husband to
the window immediately.

   "Oh my god," Tom said, nearly groaning.

   His wife snickered briefly.  She'd already undressed as far as her
panties, while Tom was down to his briefs.  Janice smiled at the look on
his face, knowing he was gazing down hungrily at a younger version of
herself.  She reached for the bulge in his briefs and caressed it with her
hand, feeling it quickly grow under her touch.

   "I'd bet anything she's thinking about her daddy," Janice said as she
pushed her husband's briefs down to reveal his fully aroused cock.  Then
she curled her hand around his shaft and started stroking him.  "Our
daughter really takes after Mom," she added proudly.

   Tom couldn't help heaving a sigh of pleasure.  Between his wife's
graceful stroking of his cock and the sight of their topless
eighteen-year-old daughter fingering her pussy by the pool, he was quickly
growing intensely aroused.  It seemed like that was rapidly becoming a
regular condition since marrying Janice.

   "Do you think about your father when you call me Daddy?" he asked,
pretty sure he already knew the answer.

   "Would it be bad if I said yes?"

   Tom sighed with pleasure again.  No one he'd ever known could stroke his
hard cock so sensually as Janice, with the possible of exception of Brook.
It was almost as if the innate skill had been passed on from mother to
daughter.

   "No," he finally admitted.  "If I thought you were thinking of anyone
else it would probably bother me, but under the circumstances, I have to
admit I actually like it."

   Janice smiled.  It made her look even more like Brook when she did. 
"Were you thinking about her last night when you filled me up with cum?"

   Tom knew his smile was probably giving him away so he just admitted it.
His wife giggled softly.  "That's hot, Daddy," she cooed.  Then she turned
back to look at their daughter down by the pool.  Even though the girl
still had her bikini bottom on, it was easy to tell from her hand motion
that she had at least one finger going deeply into her young pussy.  "Just
look at our beautiful daughter," she went on.  "So hot and beautiful. 
She's ready for you, baby.  She's so ripe and ready for her amazing dad." 

   "Are you saying what I think?" Janice had Tom's cock throbbing in her
hand, and precum dribbled out of the head as he thought of what she was
offering him.

   "Yes, baby, I'm saying you should take it all to the next level and fuck
our pretty baby girl."

   "Fuck," Tom muttered.

   "And I think you should go to her now, baby.  Just look at her.  She
needs it.  Trust me, I know."

   "Now?  So you can watch?"

   Janice grinned wickedly.  "Well, she's been spying on us, don't you
think it's only fair?"

   Tom's prick pulsed wildly as his wife stroked it, actually urging him to
go downstairs and fuck their obviously aroused teenaged daughter.

   "Let me just get on a pair of swim trunks," he said.

   "No, you don't need them.  Just go out naked.  Let her see her daddy
come to her with that big, beautiful cock swaggering naked and free.  It'll
be a moment she'll remember the rest of her life."

   Tom was already imagining the moment in his mind, and knowing how eager
Brook had been for more, he knew the girl was going to be happy knowing
their time had finally come.  Once Janice finally let go of his cock, he
left the room and went downstairs, then outside through the back of his
house.  His painfully hard cock bobbed and swaggered wildly with every
step. As he stepped out on the patio, he slowly walked toward the chaise
where his daughter was lost in the pleasure of her busy fingers.

   The girl looked delicious in every way.  Her eyes were closed tightly as
she whimpered, her young body arching as she pleasured herself, causing her
pert tits to quiver enticingly.  When Tom was standing within a couple feet
of her he called her name softly.  Brook gasped in surprise and opened her
eyes.  She seemed disoriented for a moment as she seemed to be trying to
decide if her naked, aroused father was really standing there over her or
if she was imaging it.

   Tom's cock was pulsing harder than ever as he watched his surprised
daughter gazing up and down his naked body.  He took a seat on the side of
her lounge chair and ran his hand up the inside of her leg, all the way to
the edge of her bikini where her hand was still on her pussy.  Her hand
stopped moving when she opened her eyes to discover her naked father
standing there, and now Tom slipped his hand under the skimpy bottom and
ran his fingers over the girl's syrupy wet slit.  Brook pulled her hand
away and let her father take over fingering her.  With his free hand, he
took his daughter by the wrist and guided her hand to his cock.  She
readily curled her small fist around his solid shaft and started stroking
him.

   "Oh Daddy," she sighed.  "I haven't been able to think about anything
but you."

   Tom moaned with pleasure and cast a furtive glance up toward the bedroom
window where he knew his wife watching their daughter stroke his cock.

   "I've been thinking about you, too, baby girl.  More than you know.  Can
you tell how much your daddy wants you, baby?"

   Brook giggled and then purred happily.  "I was afraid you might be
avoiding me," she pouted.

   "No, baby, there were just some things your dad needed to deal with,
that's all."

   "You told Mom about everything, didn't you?"

   The man nodded.

   "Well I guess she doesn't mind, then."

   "No," he said.  "In fact she's planning to have a talk with you about
things herself."

   Brook seemed curious about that, but her attention was much more
centered on her father's cock as she stroked it.  Tom pulled his hand out
from under her bikini and pulled the skimpy item down her legs, leaving her
just as naked as he was.  She instantly spread her legs wide, giving her
father all the room he wanted to feel and stroke her smooth, wet pussy. 
She kept stroking his cock as steady as she could while her finger's
fingers worked on her hole and clit.  The girl was so wet her juices were
seeping all over her father's fingers along with her upper thighs.  And
when he pushed a finger inside her, curling and stroking her sweet spot,
she ground her hips at his hand and moaned deeply.

   Tom took another glance up at the window where he knew the girl's mother
would be watching from.  Knowing Janice was there, most likely with her own
fingers working skillfully at her pussy, only made his cock pulsate even
harder.  He leaned over and started kissing the pretty teenager while he
stroked his finger in and out of her quivering, wet hole.  She felt so
tight around his finger he couldn't even imagine how tight she was going to
feel around his cock.

   They spent a long time kissing deeply.  When they finally pulled apart,
Brook told her father she wanted to switch places.  "There's something I'm
dying to do for you, Dad," she said deviously.

   Tom figured he knew what his daughter had in mind, and he quickly took
her place on the chaise, setting his feet on the patio tiles on either
side. Now his cock stood up thick and hard with his heavy ballsac dangling
beneath.  Brook had a look of hungry excitement in her eyes as she sat down
at the very end of the chaise and leaned toward her father's cock.  She
took hold of the base of his shaft and then began licking all around the
top end.

   The girl's father sighed deeply with pleasure, barely believing his own
eyes.  This was the last thing he expected to develop when he got reunited
with Janice and rekindled their relationship.  The mere discovery that he
had a sweet, bright, beautiful, eighteen-year-old daughter was enough to
make his mind spin, but to see the girl making passionate love to his cock
with her mouth and hand was beyond anything he could ever imagine.

   And then, watching the girl eagerly close her supple lips over his blunt
knob and take him into her mouth made him groan loudly.  If not exactly as
skilled as her mother, Brook took her father to another level of pleasure
using her hand and mouth together, bobbing up and down his pulsing prick.
His moans of pleasure only grew deeper and louder, and he soon had his
hands in his daughter's pretty hair, following the movement of her head as
it bobbed up and down on him.

   She caressed his balls with her free hand and kept sucking his cock
until he was in danger of exploding in her mouth.  That's when he pushed
her off, wanting to save his cum for her pussy.  He adjusted the chaise so
it was completely flat like a bed.  Then he moved aside so she could lie
back and put her feet down on the tiles on either side.  Her smooth, young
pussy was now completely open and exposed and her father's cock was
throbbing at the sight.

   Tom caught Brook gazing expectantly at his cock.  He gave himself a few
strokes as she watched.  Then he caught sight of Janice watching them, only
half hidden by the shrub where Brook had spied on them so many times
before. She was as naked as their daughter, with one hand working between
her legs and the other massaging her bare tits.  Tom exchanged a knowing
look with his wife while Brook's eyes were still glued to the motion of his
hand on his imposing rod.  From the end of the chaise, he leaned over
toward the girl's hot, dripping pussy and started licking her slit.

   "Oh, oh, Daddy!" she gasped, her hips immediately responding to the
pleasure of her father's mouth.

   With his hands pushing harder against the girl's open thighs, opening
her as far as she could spread, Tom lapped and suckled at her honey-coated
sex lips with hot, loving hunger.  Brook's body could barely seem to keep
still while her moans and gasps grew steadily louder and deeper.  Tom
rubbed her hardened clit with the pad of his thumb while his tongue slashed
over her pussy lips and probed into her creamy, young hole.  Her body
stiffened and she lifted up her feet as she brought her widely spread knees
higher.  The motion brought her tightly gathered asshole into her father's
plain view.  The bud was slick and wet from her dripping juices, and Tom
didn't think twice about angling lower to lap up the sweet nectar coating
it.

   "Daddy," the girl's voice was a hoarse stage whisper.  "Ohhhhh fuck."

   Tom lapped and probed his daughter's asshole with his tongue for as long
as he could take the overheated throbbing in his cock.  Her body was so
responsive to everything that the pulsing need in his shaft started to grow
overwhelming.  He was working her clit and hole with his fingers while
teasing her starbud with his tongue, but he finally began kissing his way
up the girl's beautifully naked body until he found himself cupping her
firm, young tits in his hands and moving back and forth from one to the
other to suck on her swollen nipples.  At the same time, the head of his
thick cock was nudging up to her wet slit.

   Tom finally moved from his daughter's tits to her supple, young mouth,
kissing her deeply, their tongues swirling eagerly within their joined
lips. At the same time.  He was about to push his aching cock into the
girl's pussy when he discovered Janice had come out from her hiding spot
and knelt down beside them.

   "I couldn't just stay at a distance and only watch," she told them.

   Brook was staring at her mother half dazed.  Janice reached between
their bodies and spread her daughter's slit further apart with one hand
while she took hold of Tom's cock with the other.  She rubbed the head of
her husband's cock teasingly over her daughter's hard, knotted clit.  Brook
sighed with pleasure, a dreamy look on her pretty face.

   "Baby," Janice told the girl, "I hope you don't mind, but this is a
special moment for all of us and I just wanted to share in it.  You have no
idea what it does to me to see you like this with your father and I hope
you love every delicious thrust of his beautiful cock.  And later on, I'll
tell you all about the first time your grandfather fucked me when I was
just your age."

   "Oh, Mom, oh god, stop teasing," the girl sighed, but she was arching
her pussy at her father's pulsing prick as Janice continued gripping the
solid shaft in her hand.

   Janice smiled at her daughter, then at her husband, and then she pushed
the head of Tom's cock into the girl's waiting hole.  Tom shoved in with a
low, deep groan, his thick shaft gradually sinking all the way inside her
velvety sheath.

   While Tom started to pump his rod in and out of Brook's writhing body,
Janice continued massaging the girl's clit with her fingers.  The
simultaneous stimulation of her clit and hole had Brook whimpering while
her body never stopped moving and responding.  Tom fucked her with
increasingly hard, forceful thrusts while Janice's fingers never relented
in their skillful massage.

   Tom kissed his daughter, then kissed his wife, going back and forth
until Brook's body was rocking with a series of hot orgasms.  The clenching
grip of the girl's incredibly tight pussy became more than he could
withstand, and when Janice teased his asshole with a fingertip of her other
hand, he exploded into his daughter's pussy with a dizzy gush of spurting
cum.

   Janice pulled her hand from between their bodies and sucked her fingers
clean of the tangy mixture of Tom's cum and Brook's fuck honey.  After,
they all got up and went to soak together in the hot tub, Tom sitting in
the middle with his arms around his loving wife and daughter.  Brook
snuggled up to her father possessively while her mother smiled with
understanding.

   Brook listened attentively as her mother told them in detail about the
way her relationship with her own father had blossomed into a years' long
love affair.  Tom listened as attentively as their daughter.  Brook asked
her mother if she'd felt jealous seeing her husband fuck someone else.

   "I would if it were anyone else, sweetheart," Janice explained.  "But
not you.  And now I guess you know why I feel that way."

   After a little more talking, everyone was fully aware of everything that
happened over the past several days.  Brook even told her parents about
watching Cindy getting fucked by her own father only the night before. 
This brought on a lot of questions from both her parents, who thought they
should invite Cindy and her father over to socialize around the pool and
tub.

   After the force of his climax in Brook's lusciously tight pussy, Tom
would have thought it would be hours before recovering enough to get hard
again.  But his daughter's vivid description of Cindy and her father, Ray,
soon had him tingling with interest.  Brook had also been fondling her
father's cock under the water, and with Janice's hand joining her
daughter's, Tom's cock was soon standing hard and thick as before.

   Brook got on her father's lap, straddling him as they faced each other.
Once again, the girl's mother did the honors of putting Tom's excited cock
into his daughter's pussy, and she began riding him while Janice carefully
slid a finger into the girl's ass.

   "Oh god," the girl cried with pleasure.  "I love you so much, Dad.  I
love you, too, Mom."

   And while she took her father's swollen prick inside her body for the
second time that day, her parents hugged her tightly, her father from the
front and her mother from behind.  Tom never imagined anything this amazing
could really happen, but it was.  It was every bit as real as that second
load of cum spurting into his beautiful daughter's fuck hole.

   THE END

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