{martinmac) New Pleasures (M+F+g+ inc ped first oral cons
anal span)
re-written and extended then reposted
What a task for the first day of our holidays, tonight we are
leaving for our family holiday in France; I am writing the
cheque for the headstone on my wife's grave. She died 6
months ago, leaving me to bring up our 11-year-old daughter
alone. It had been a terrible start to the year. My wife saw
the New Year arrive in hospital; then I was called in to see
the social worker. They told me that my wife had walked in
front of a lorry. They didn't think it was suicide as there was
no note, but for it to occur outside the psychiatric hospital
where she was a voluntary patient was possibly indicative of
suicide. She had left me to tell Trudy of her death, left me to
tell our daughter that her mum had gone and left us, that
mum wouldn't be coming home. The first job was the worst.
I had to go into school and have them bring Trudy out of
lessons to the heads office and then to explain that she would
not be seeing her mum again.
Now I was paying for that last memorial. We were going on
holiday tonight. We were driving to Plymouth to catch the
Saturday morning sailing to Roscoff. We had been due to
leave in mid August as usual but I asked the campsite if we
could change the date so that the holiday would start with
excitement so the memories of Sue's death could be overlaid
by the holiday. The owner was devastated by my news, as
she had liked my wife.
"Of course you can come at the end of July David, will you
want a different emplacement so that you are not troubled by
thoughts?" I knew she meant memories but I made
allowances for the fact that English was her third language.
"Thank you that would be most kind. I had talked with
Trudy about changing the campsite but she wanted to go
back to your site."
"Of course monsieur I will change your booking at once
I was picking Trudy up from school this afternoon. The last
day at her primary school, 18th July 2003, she would be
going to senior school in September. I drove to the village
centre car park and walked through to the undertakers and
paid the cheque for the headstone, and then I went to the
bank to collect the Euros I had ordered. I went home and put
them into the holiday folder. I wept as I discovered my
wife's passport. I took out the permanent marker and
destroyed it. Marking the pages deceased cutting through the
protection on pages with details and pictures. I put it in an
envelope and left it out to take to the post office when I went
to pick up Trudy.
There was a sense of finality to it. Over the last 7 months I
had been clearing the house of her. Her clothes. All had gone
to the charity shops. Her books, those that I didn't want went
to the charity shop. The make up from the dressing table.
There had been a major clearing out of my life. I drove to the
storage compound and hitched up the caravan to bring it
home. I had to pack it for tonight.
I backed the caravan onto the drive and opened the caravan
door then opened all the windows. I hooked the electricity up
to the house supply to pre-cool the fridge. Then I went
through all the cupboards. I was surprised how much of
Sue's stuff was still there. Clothes, swimming costume, more
make up. I bagged it all to sort out when we returned from
our holiday and put it in the garage. I brought down Trudy's
clothes Her shorts; panties, bras and socks went in the
lockers above the rear bed. Her dresses, trousers and t-shirts
went in the wardrobe. My shirts and trousers joined hers in
the wardrobe. My pants, shorts and socks went into my
locker above the front bed. I was surprised at how much
room there still was, but then my wife had packed for every
eventuality whereas I packed only what was necessary plus a
couple of spares. I filled the fridge with frozen milk to keep
it cool on the ferry, some butter for use until I could get local
butter. Then I added bacon, egg and sausages for the first
day and ham for tomorrow's rolls. Then if I didn't get to do
the shopping we wouldn't starve. I put some bread rolls in
the van for snacks tomorrow, I only wanted a little food as
what was the point of taking mass produced food to Brittany,
There would be the delights of shopping in the markets. The
caravan still looked half empty.
I emptied it further; the reclining chairs and the extra tables
we never used. The 6 extra pillows that my wife had used
and my sleeping bag were all unloaded I kept Sue's double
sleeping bag and Trudy's sleeping bag. I had moved so much
gear into the garage that I had room to walk about the
caravan. I made up the front bed with Trudy's and my
sleeping bags and pillows so when we reached the docks I
would be able to put down the steadies and we would be able
to settle down to sleep with the minimum of re-arranging.
The rear berth had the awning canvas on it. I checked all the
items on the checklist, apart from those I decided were not
wanted, the water carriers, the wastewater container, the
small table and chair set everything was packed away. There
was even room to move, to use the sink and the toilet. I
closed the windows but left the electricity cable plugged in
and switched on.
At last it was time to walk to school to collect my darling
daughter. I walked along the footpath and into the village
centre. I stopped at the post office to send Sue's passport
back to the passport office then I continued on to school. I
was standing in the playground as the children came out. The
year sixes, my daughter's year, were quite subdued. They
were all spreading out to different secondary schools. There
were 30 children in her class and Trudy had said that there
were 18 different schools they were going to. Many of the
year sixes had both parents there for this the last day of
primary school. There were only two lone fathers; one was a
divorcee and I. Trudy came out and gave me a kiss of
greeting and her school bag I slung it over my shoulder
whilst she dived back into the throng of friends for one last
long farewell. Finally she came back over to me. We walked
hand in hand to our home. Me a 31 year old dad getting used
to being a single father, in shorts t-shirt and trainers and my
11 year old daughter in a short summer uniform dress, white
ankle socks and pink trainers. She skipped along swinging
my hand as we went along the footpath to the hamlet we
lived in. She was bubbling about going on holiday. We got
home and she changed into her sundress, I put the washing
machine on with the last load. I sent her out to check that all
she needed was packed and to load any toys she wanted.
There weren't many to pack her game boy and some books
including the latest Harry Potter, The Order of the Phoenix, I
was glad to see that one as I would enjoy reading it as well
and her favourite doll. She also packed a third pair of
trainers and her school shoes.
"I want something to make me look smarter if we go
anywhere nice daddy!"
Trudy then changed into her white button through party
frock to go to the Pizza hut for her birthday party, several of
Trudy's friends were meeting us at the Pizza Hut, as it was
her birthday next week and she would be away for it, so this
was her birthday tea. There were 9 of us round the table
feasting away. The 8 girls were in heaven; the sumptuous
flavour of the Pizza's, the healthy eating at the salad bar and
the child like delight in the ice cream factory. As much ice
cream and toppings as you can eat. Trudy took great delight
in feeding me a spoonful of ice cream with chocolate, toffee
and strawberry sauces on it, what a mixture. It had been a
great success. Her friends had brought her their presents and
cards. Make up sets, a new game for her game boy, an outfit
for her doll and some books. The friends parents picked up
the girls, I settled the bill and we left for home. I stopped at
the garage and filled up with diesel and checked the oil and
water. We drove home and with Trudy's help, I backed up
the drive to the caravan and hooked up. We went in to the
house and showered. Trudy changed back into her sundress
and trainers and packed her party frock into the caravan. We
unhooked the electricity and then set off on the 250-mile
journey to the docks. The roads would be busy as it was the
start of the school holidays.
Trudy sat beside me in the car, it was a new experience for
her, to be going on holiday and sitting next to her dad.
Usually she had sat in the back trying to peer round Sue and
myself. She had changed into a cotton sundress with ankle
socks and trainers when we came back from the Pizza Hut;
her legs were now soaking up the rays as the hem of her
dress had slid up her thighs. I had to concentrate on my
driving, down the M6 and M5 through the very busy holiday
traffic. We stopped for a snack at Exeter then continued
down to the Plymouth docks. When we arrived it was two in
the morning. We got out of the car; I opened the caravan for
Trudy to get in as I wound down the corner steadies. Trudy
was already in her sleeping bag by the time I got into the
caravan. She had slipped off her shoes, socks and the
sundress and was lying there in her panties. I slipped off my
shoes, socks, shirt and shorts and settled down for the night
in my boxers. I had opened the front window so that we
would hear the public address system in the morning. Trudy
kissed me and cuddled me; I found the points of her little tits
most disconcerting as they bored into my chest. Very
quickly we were both fast asleep.
We were woken at 6:00 by the loudspeaker announcement
asking drivers to proceed to the Brittany Ferries desk with
their tickets and passports to collect boarding passes. I
struggled out of my sleeping bag and dressed. Trudy beat me
by a mile and was waiting by the door with keys in hand. I
took the ticket folder with me and we went to the desk. Other
drivers looked at Trudy, skipping around the terminal, with
barely concealed displeasure. They were evidently not early
birds like us; they could not stand a bright lively child
dancing around at 6 in the morning. We collected our
boarding cards then went to the coffee shop and bought our
morning coffees, my paper and a magazine for Trudy. We
would have breakfast once we were on the ferry. We went
back to the car; I raised the corner steadies on the caravan
then joined Trudy in the car for our coffee. We were soon
moved further into the dock. Trudy had to balance two
coffees as I drove. Then we were stationary for a while
watching all the activity as lorry tugs unloaded the lorry
trailers from the incoming ferry. It seemed an age but in fact
was only about 20 minutes until we were directed to start our
engine and drive onto the ferry. It was the usual nightmare of
parking, as close to the next vehicle as possible guided by
the ferry crew. Then it was out of the car, up into the
passenger areas of the ferry and along to the bows then up
again to the restaurant. We were near the front of the queue
and bought the full English breakfast with, as a gesture to the
nationality of the ship, a bowl of hot chocolate. By the time
we had finished our breakfast we were sailing out past
Drakes Island in the middle of Plymouth Sound. We
watched the panorama of naval vessels slide past us. We
then moved to the lounge where we had booked reclining
seats. I dozed on my seat. Trudy kept returning to me after
each explorations of the ship. After breakfast had finished
being served an entertainer set up in the seating area of the
restaurant. Trudy took me along to watch. The entertainer
finished just before lunch when the restaurant reopened. We
went along to the servery more to pass the time than because
we were hungry then at 3 o clock we saw the port of Roscoff
appearing in front of us. We went up onto the deck and
watched our ship sailing up to the loading ramp. The call for
drivers to return to their vehicles was made and so it was
back into the ship and down the steep stairs to the car deck.
We were third in line and were soon unloaded and driving on
"the wrong side of the road" on our way to the campsite at
Carentec. Handy for the port of Roscoff and for exploring all
of Brittany.
After booking in we drove to our emplacement and reversed
the caravan in. Trudy helped me to level the caravan, put
down the corner steadies and set up the awning; then she
changed into her swimming costume to set off for the
swimming pools. I smothered her body in suntan lotion
before she left. I finished setting up the van fetching the
water and hooking up the electric. Then I changed into my
swimming trunks and followed Trudy to the swimming pool.
I put my shorts; wallet and caravan key into the locker and
put on the locker wristband and key. I heard her voice
calling to me from the top of the water slide. I walked round
to where she would come out and waited for her to arrive.
She came down with a happy scream and a plume of water.
"Come on daddy, come with me." She grasped my hand and
raced me back to the stairs. Up we climbed to the loading
platform. The loader sat me down on the platform and swung
Trudy between my legs, with a hurried, hold tight, he pushed
us off, we shot off down the spiral tube and immediately
swung to the right, our bodies riding up the side of the tube,
before riding up the opposite direction as we changed
direction. Our bodies bounced around then suddenly the light
grew brighter and we shot out of the tube in a welter of
spray. We were out of the water and I was being dragged
round for another ride. Trudy had never really played with
me before; it had always been a mother daughter thing. I was
quickly realising what I had been missing out on. By the
time teatime came I was exhausted. I had lost count of the
times I had climbed the tower to the water slide. We walked
to the lockers and I opened the one I had rented and got out
my shorts, wallet and keys. I put my shorts on then we went
to the bar; I bought a light French beer for myself; and a
coke for Trudy. We took our drinks through to the barbecue
pit and bought burgers. I sat down at one of the tables and
after finishing her burger Trudy went off to play with some
children. Some couples soon joined me; their children joined
Trudy in the playground. We talked about children and the
problems they caused. One of the men looked across at me
and asked.
"Is your wife not going to be joining us this afternoon
David?" I looked across to Jacques, a Frenchman from Paris
we met each year as he sat down at the table.
"No, I am afraid she died in an accident in January, so it is
just Trudy and myself this year. We have come at the start of
the holidays so that I can make them as enjoyable as possible
for Trudy." I could see him thinking and then he said.
"You will be here for Trudy's birthday then. Usually you
come several weeks later."
"That's right she will be 12 on Monday. I have brought her
presents with us, they are hidden in the caravan." We sat and
drank slowly all evening, every so often going to the
barbecue to get more food. Bottles of wine passed around
between us. The women slowly gathered up their children.
Jacques wife Maria asked if Trudy would like to sleep over
with Gina their daughter.
"Can I daddy, can I?"
"Yes Darling you may, if you and Gina would like to go to
our caravan to get some clean clothes and your bedding, then
bring the keys back to me, I will see you in the morning."
We sat around in the evening sun as it slowly sank in the
west. Talking about the past, about Sue's death and how
Trudy was handling it. About her birthday on Monday and
her new school after the holidays. The lights came on as
dusk fell. Madam Charles came out to join us for a glass of
wine. She came over to me and kissed me in greeting.
"Such news, such news. I am so sorry about your wife, ou
est votre enfant?" Err where is Trudy?"
"She is with Maria and Gina for the night."
"That is good, it gives you a chance to share company with
these fine men." We smiled at her description of us, but I
knew what she meant, I had very little chance for social
contact with adults at home. I was thoroughly enjoying
myself putting the world to rights. I went back to my caravan
and felt so alone. I had no one to talk with and the wine was
making me feel depressed. I slipped into my sleeping bag
and cried myself to sleep. When I woke I pulled my shorts
on, put the caravan to daytime mode, the sleeping bag and
the pillows on the emplacement hedge to air, the seat
cushions into their proper places. Then I strolled to the shop
for the croissants and baguette for my breakfast. On my
return I pulled the chair and small table out into the sun then
made my coffee and brought out a book. I was relaxing
nicely when Gina and Trudy arrived. I put Trudy's sleeping
bag on the hedge to join mine airing in the morning sun.
"Dad, Maria said, if you agreed, I could go with Gina and
them today. Can I go?"
" Certainly, if you are sure Jacques and Maria don't mind. I
have got to do some shopping this morning before the shops
close for the day. I gave Trudy a key to the caravan and
some money. Then I pulled on a shirt put my wallet in my
pocket then drove around to Jacques caravan with the girls.
"Are you sure you don't mind Trudy coming with you?"
"Of course not, she entertains Gina and that helps to keep us
sane." An extra child usually halves the work at this age, as
otherwise Gina is always asking why, why, what and why.
With Trudy she just carries on."
I told Trudy to be good and then I left for the supermarket.
Shopping is so different in France the whole ethos of
shopping is different. I slowly go round the aisles. The
vegetables have all been harvested within 30 miles of the
store. The cheeses are mainly local too. The cooked meats
are more varied. I go down to the wine cave an area of aisles
devoted to drink. From the cheap Vin de Table to the really
expensive vintages. There are none of the labels I would find
in the supermarket at home. There is a good selection of
wines, all local. I pick out 24 bottles of differing styles and
vineyards to try. During the holiday our group of friends will
be drinking wine with the aim of making a selection to take
home. I have printed tasting sheets so we can mark our
choices. At the end of the holiday I will pick up 7 or 8 cases
of wine. I load the car with all I had bought then drive to the
filling station to fill up with diesel, a lot cheaper than at
home, and then drive back to the campsite. I unload all my
shopping and arrange the reds in a cool box to keep at a
steady temperature and some white and rose wines go in the
fridge to chill. I unpack the rest of the food then steadily sort
out the caravan making sure everything was in the right
place. I look at my watch, lunchtime. I take the cheeses and
butter from the fridge and cut chunks off each cheese, the
rounds of Brie and Camembert and the blue cheeses. I left
them under a muslin cloth while I washed tomatoes, celery
and cucumber. I sliced those then cut large chunks of
baguette. Then I opened a bottle of red wine and pour a
glass. I take them out to the edge of the awning where I am
sheltered from the midday sun but still in the open air and sit
down and feast. I am joined by some of the couples from last
night. Their children are playing with the play leaders. I
fetch out more cheese and wine and a plate of the cooked
meats. It makes for an enjoyable afternoon. Good food, good
wine and even better, good company. Dinnertime is
approaching Jacques, Maria, Gina and my Trudy walk up
from Jacques emplacement. They had been to the zoo near
Quimper. I could see from Trudy's face that she had enjoyed
herself. Jacques came across to me.
"Unfortunately Gina was very rude to her Mama today so I
am afraid Trudy will not be able to stay with us tonight." I
could see Gina was looking rather sheepish. "If I stop her
friend coming to stay tonight then She will behave for the
rest of the holiday. It is hard on Trudy but what else can I
do?"
"Don't worry Jacques, Trudy and I will have a good time
tonight and then tomorrow it is her birthday." As everyone
left we walked hand in hand along the beach to Carentec,
We walked up into the town and found a restaurant. We sat
down and began the task of choosing our meal. Because the
food was fresh cooked the main course took quite a while to
arrive. The soup arrived fairly quickly with a crusty
baguette. I cut chunks of the bread and passed some to
Trudy. She dug into the soup and bread. Suddenly I heard an
excited cry.
"Trudy, Trudy" it is her friends Dominic and Callie with
their parents Neill and Jo.
"Can we join you?"
"Of course you can Jo, you are more than welcome, pointing
to the seats how did you get here? "We walked along the
beach."
"Oh we drove, the children have walked a lot today and their
legs are aching!" The waiter came and started to take their
orders. I passed Dominic and Callie some bread and they
tore into it. I offered them my soup bowl to dip into. They
looked a little doubtful and then dipped a corner of the bread
into the soup and tasted it. After that there was no stopping
them. Neill and Jo look stunned.
"What's wrong?"
"Dominic and Callie don't eat soup at home!"
"Ah well I laughed, this is not soup, this is potage du jour.
Ask the waiter for that and see what happens."
Neill laughed and did so. Their soup arrived; Dominic and
Callie transferred their attention to their bowls of soup. It
was very soon finished. We changed seats so that Trudy was
grouped with Dominic and Callie and I was sat with Neill
and Jo. We were talking about work and how I was working
from home as a teleworker, I had to go into the office once a
week. During the Easter holidays Trudy had come to work
with me and sat in the canteen and read or played with the
children of other teleworkers. When we got back after the
holiday the same would happen. Neill was quite envious of
the freedom I had. I then explained the downside of the
loneliness, and the temptation to overwork. How I had to be
very disciplined in how much work I actually did.
Neill and Jo drove us all back to the campsite and stopped
for a glass of wine. Trudy, Dominic and Callie played on the
playground across from the caravan. At about 10:00 I could
see Trudy was flagging so I called her over and told her it
was time for bed. She took her towel and nightie across to
the shower block for her shower and came back in her little
devil nightie. She kissed me goodnight and climbed into her
sleeping bag. I came out and only Neill was left. Jo had
taken Dominic and Callie back to their caravan for bed. It
was only in the next roadway. Jo came back with the radio
"baby"alarm so that she could hear any problems. I opened
another bottle of wine and some crisps. At about midnight Jo
and Neill went back to their caravan. I washed up the glasses
and cleared away. I went into the caravan and in the light
from the toilet I could see my little daughter sleeping
peacefully in the rear berth. Her long blonde hair flowed
over the pillow. I undressed and put on my pyjama trousers.
I slid into my sleeping bag and left the sides undone, as it
was a warm night.
I was asleep in the front berth when I woke and felt a little
body slipping into my sleeping bag. Tears were streaming
down Trudy's face; I held her tight feeling her sharp little tits
against my chest. Slowly the sobs subsided and she was able
to tell me what was wrong.
"I miss mummy so much, Gina has her mummy and daddy,
Dominic and Callie have their mummy and daddy and I only
have a daddy."
"I know darling, it is one of those things, I will try to be your
mummy and your daddy." I gave her a kiss and she slowly
drifted back into sleep. I stayed there wide-awake, with a
raging hard on. My little daughter was crushed up against
me, her growing tits pressed into my bare chest, her thighs
around my leg. Slowly my erection subsided and I was able
to sleep. I was woken in the morning by a hard kiss on the
lips, crushing them against my teeth. Without thinking I
pushed my tongue forward into the mouth in front of me. I
felt the lips part; the teeth open and my tongue penetrate the
warm wet cavern. Our tongues met and played, suddenly I
wake fully I am kissing my daughter; I am kissing Trudy. I
disengaged my mouth and sat up with just my pyjama
trousers on. I looked down and see that Trudy is nude. I
reach to the bottom of the bed and pick up her little devil
nightie.
"Sit up darling, let me put this on you." She looks as if she is
about to refuse but then lifts up her arms and lets me slide
her nightie on.
"Morning daddy. Thank you for letting me sleep in your bed
I felt very lonely last night. I had been out with Gina's
mummy and daddy and I missed mummy."
"I know you do darling I miss mummy too."
"Happy birthday darling" I got out of bed and went to the
back bed box and lifted a big bag from it, Trudy's presents.
There is the feverish rustle of wrapping paper coming off her
presents. There are new clothes, make up, a laptop
computer, books. All the presents she wanted. I made us a
cup of coffee and got dressed in my shorts and trainers.
"I am just going to get some croissants and baguette for
breakfast." I leave the Trudy playing with her new presents
in the caravan and walk through the early morning mist in
my shorts and flip-flops to the camp shop.
"Bonjour madam Charles"
"Bonjour monsieur"
Je suis desiree quatre croissant et un baguette sil vous plais.
My French was not of a very high standard, but Madam
Charles appreciated my attempts to speak her language. The
rest of the conversation would be in English.
"Monsieur, your daughter has some letters today," she
passed me a bundle of envelopes. All addressed to Trudy.
Our family and friends had not forgotten her birthday. "It is
your little ones birthday isn't it?"
"Yes madam it is"
"Yet you do not look happy. You should be happy today."
"As you know my wife died in February and this is Trudy's
first birthday without her mum.
"Ah yes, such a terrible thing to happen." To be left alone at
such a tender age without a mother." Bring her up to the
restaurant tonight for dinner. I make it special for her."
I go back to our caravan with a lighter heart. I open the door
and see that Trudy has dressed and the beds have been put
away, the curtains opened and everything set up for the day.
There are fresh mugs of coffee, the breadboard and knife, the
butter dish and the marmalade waiting ready. The croissants
are still warm as I sit down beside my daughter. She has
brushed her hair and put a clip in to hold it off her face, her
hair reaches down to her waist. She has put on a sundress. I
pass her all the birthday cards and as she opens them I cut
the baguette. She puts some butter and marmalade on a piece
of bread and eats. The croissants we break open and smear
marmalade on the white of it. The taste is delectable. Whilst
we are eating there are knocks on the open door as her
friends come with cards and presents. Trudy is bouncing
around this morning. Neill comes up to me and says that
they have arranged a sports party for Trudy. On the sports
field this morning then back to the club house for lunch and
then swimming in the afternoon. We are all meeting at the
sports field at 10:00. After her friends leave Trudy goes to
the top cupboards and gets out her shorts and t-shirt. She
quickly slips her dress off and stands there in her knickers.
She pulls her shorts on and then puts her training bra and her
t-shirt on. She sits down and puts on her ankle socks and
trainers. She goes to the mirror and takes the clip out of her
hair then comes to me.
"Can you plait my hair daddy?"
"Of course I will love, stand still." I comb out the long
golden tresses then brush her hair thoroughly before splitting
it into three tails; I give each tail a gentle twist and start
plaiting the silky blonde hair. I finish it with a butterfly band.
She then helps me to clear up our breakfast things and then
bounces out of the caravan. Her legs are long, tanned and
well defined from her gymnastics at school. I walk up to the
sports field, Trudy skipping along beside me full of the joys
of life. A different child from last night. She walks besides
me for a moment and whispers in my ear.
"Thank you for letting me sleep in your bed last night. I feel
much better this morning. Mummy was away a lot wasn't
she?"
I sat us down on one of the benches to talk. "Yes she was
darling, she had an illness that made her feel that life was
terrible, that she was bad. But we know she was good don't
we?"
"Yes Daddy she was. She had been in hospital a lot
though"
Yes darling. Last year she spent a total of 4 months in
hospital and it has been like that since before you started
school."
"One good thing though is you were always there to take me
to school and pick me up and all my clubs and things. My
friends daddies couldn't do that, they are at work"
"Yes, well I work from home and just have to go in once a
week, and during holiday time you come with me, don't
you?"
"Yes daddy. Come on then lets go and play games." I
watched her run ahead of me her legs flashing in the
sunlight. We got to the sports field and Jo and Maria were
organising the children. They had running races, baseball,
soccer and fun games. I sat and watched the children
playing. They were all ages from 6 year olds up to 14 year
olds. At about 11:30 Neill came along with a cool box of ice-
lollies. They went down a storm, there was even one for me.
We all went back to the clubhouse. Jacques and Maria were
busy at the barbecue cooking lunch. There was a pile of
Breton sausages cooking and stacks of baguette, cut into
lengths to match the sausages, and then slit. Trudy was the
first to be served as the birthday girl. Soon everyone was
tucking in, hot dogs, with real sausages, and onions, with a
side salad. There was pop for the children and wine for the
adults. After we had eaten the kids went to the shade of the
trees and rested, some were reading and others were talking.
We tidied away and then sat with glasses of wine. Neill and
Jacques then took them all swimming. Maria, Jo and I sat
and talked. I told them about how Trudy had come into my
bed in tears last night and how shocked I was to discover
when we woke that she was nude in bed beside me this
morning. Jo said to me.
"Do not be shocked that your daughter came to you for
comfort, she was missing her mummy and she came to you.
She wanted close contact with you, to protect her and love
her. The nightie coming off was probably done whilst she
was half asleep. It is a subconscious thing, this desire for her
daddies love."
We talked some more but I slowly drifted off to sleep in the
heat of the afternoon. I was woken by the noise of the
children returning from the swimming pool. They were very
excited I could see that Trudy had not been wearing a cap so
I would have to wash her hair before dinner. She had on her
leopard skin bikini with the high cut leg. She looked
adorable. We went back to our caravan and got the shower
gel, shampoo and towels. We walked into the sanitaire, they
are unisex on this site, with individual cubicles for
washbasins, toilets and showers plus a family room, which is
self-contained and has a baby bath as well. Trudy asked me
to wash her hair for her so we went into the family cubicle,
as it would be easier for me to wash her hair. I took off the
band on her hair and then stood her under the shower in her
bikini. I had great problems teasing the plait apart and in the
end I soaked the plait in conditioner and then started to edge
the tail of the comb into the rope of hair. It made it easier to
free up her hair. Finally I was able to start washing her hair,
taking handfuls of hair and washing it before moving on to
the next section I just had my shorts and pants on as I had
kicked off my flip flops as I came into the shower area. I had
been standing outside the edge of the water spray working
on Trudy's hair. I rinsed her hair off and then worked the
conditioner into her long blonde locks. She had moved out of
the stream. I bent over and washed my own hair, a much
easier task, whilst Trudy's hair was soaking in conditioner. I
had my eyes tight shut. I was rinsing my hair when I heard
Trudy say.
"Lets have these off so you can have a proper shower." With
that I felt my shorts and pants pulled down my legs and I
was pushed right under the spray. To say that I was shocked
was an understatement. I wiped my eyes to see my darling
standing there in all her glory, most literally in her birthday
suit. Before I could say anything she had a handful of
shower gel and was in the spray washing my chest.
"What's wrong daddy, why are you looking so shocked?"
"Well young lady I am not used to being washed by a nubile
blonde bombshell and I find it quite disturbing to say the
least."
"I don't see why, you bathed with me when I was little."
"Yes but you were 4 at the time and mummy was there
as well"
"I see what you mean by being disturbed, you have gone all
hard!"
She took a fresh handful of gel and washed my prick.
"Stop that, you shouldn't be doing that" almost before I
finished speaking I was shooting strings of cum across the
shower area. She rinsed me down and then said.
"Can you wash me?" I nearly ran out of the shower but I
remembered what Jo had said so I took the shower gel and
washed my lovely daughter. I looked at her body properly
for the first time in years. Her tits were developing and felt
rubbery, with hard nipples standing proud under my hands.
Her tummy muscles rippled under the sensation of my
fingers and then her firm thighs, well muscled and trim. I
took another handful of gel and gently washed her clit, cunt
and bum. I could feel the labia beneath my hand and the hard
nubbin of her clit. I washed down her legs, lifting each foot
in turn and washing between the dainty toes. Trudy steadied
herself by leaning on my head. I looked up and her cunt was
inches away from my face. I gave her a quick kiss on her
mons then stood up rinsed her off and turned the water off. I
enveloped her in her towel and dried her small body. I then
towel dried her hair and helped her into her t-shirt and
shorts. I dried myself off and put my damp shorts back on. I
gathered up our belongings and we left the sanitaire. Back at
the caravan I got out the hairdryer and started to dry her hair.
It was a long job even with the hairdryer. Thank heavens for
electric hook ups, letting her hair dry naturally would have
taken an age. When it was nearly dry I asked her what she
would be wearing for dinner tonight and how would she like
her hair.
"I want my white button through dress and can I have my
hair up please."
"No problem darling but you will need to take off your t-
shirt so you don't mess up your hair when you get dressed."
She slipped her arms out of the t-shirt and slipped it over her
head pulling it down the length of her hair. Then sat there
waiting for me to continue drying her hair.
"Aren't you going to put a bra on darling?" What would
happen if someone came in?"
"Well if Dominic or Richard came I would tell them to go, if
Gina or Callie came in I would sit and talk to them. No
problem."
"Ok love, you know what you are comfortable with." In fact
it was Jo who came across, she had brought Trudy's watch
back, she had left it behind when she went swimming. "Do
you want to cover up now?"
"It's alright, Jo has seen me in the changing rooms before." I
explained to Jo about the conversation we had had. She just
smiled at the perversity of kids. As Jo left I walked out into
the awning with her and said what had happened in the
shower. "What should I have done? Was it wrong to let her
continue touching me."
Don't worry about it Dave, it is part of growing up and what
makes it more difficult for you is that Sue is not with you to
help. In truth though I don't think she would have been very
good around this as she was very wary about her own
sexuality. At times I wondered how you managed to have
Trudy in the first place."
Well for the last 10 years we did not have sex. The last time
we did was when she was on home leave from the
psychiatric hospital when Trudy was 18 months old and we
had sex, later that night she had to be put on a mental health
order as she was so suicidal."
"Oh Dave I didn't realise it was so bad as that. I wish I had
known, I might have been able to help her. Poor you, poor
Trudy what a childhood she has had."
"I have tried to ensure that she has had as good a childhood
as possible."
"I can see that by how well rounded Trudy is as a child.
Anyway I have got to go now to be down at the restaurant
for 7:30."
"Oh I have to be down there for 8:00 according to Madam
Charles."
"Well make sure you are there for 8:00. See you there then."
I went back into the caravan and finished Trudy's hair off. I
coiled it up and pinned it in place on her head, there were
two tendrils, which curled down behind her eyes. The rest
was swept up onto her head. Her neck looked sleek and
elegant. She fetched her make up case and started doing her
makeup; she had learnt that she only needed a minimal
amount to look her best. I made us some coffee and we had
some bread, as we would be eating later than usual. Finally
she finished and gave me a twirl.
"You normally do a twirl when you have finished your
dressing young lady. She looked down at her body and
smiled, she cupped her little breast in her hand as if
weighing it. Then she stood there head down and peeping
out from under her eyelashes. She had a smashing grin. I
stood up and gave her a gentle kiss, so as not to remove her
lipstick. I licked my lips to taste the flavour of her lipstick. I
took my shaver and had another shave, then started getting
dressed for Trudy's dinner. Smart trousers, open necked shirt
and my formal shoes.
"I am going to wear Jo's present to me"
"Oh yes, and what's that?"
"These," she said holding up a suspender belt and white
stockings. She laughed at me. "Jo said they were for when I
wanted to feel grown up and sophisticated. Well I do
tonight." She got the belt out from the pack and tried to put it
on. She was turning it this way and that. I took it from her
and knelt down at her feet and passed the belt round her back
and fastened the clip. I then took the suspenders and fed
them under her panties.
"What are you doing?"
"These fasteners have to go under your panties so if you
need to go to the toilet you can slip your panties down."
"Oh" Trudy then slipped her panties down, "I will be
wearing a different pair." She stood before me in a suspender
belt and a smile. Her blonde fuzz on her cunt was at my eye
level.
I picked up the stockings and slid them out of the pack. I
rolled the first one and then lifted her foot and pulled it on. I
rolled it up her leg and adjusted the length of the suspender. I
then took the second stocking and prepared it. I lifted
Trudy's foot and pulled the stocking on. Trudy suddenly lost
her balance and grabbed my head to steady herself. My nose
was squashed into her fanny. The delicate aroma of young
cunt was intoxicating. I wanted to bury my head in her cunt
and suck all her juices from her virginal love tube. I
restrained my self, contenting to only give a light kiss just
above the hooded clit. I picked up her foot and continued to
pull the stocking on. Again I adjusted the suspender to fit. As
I worked I could see the glint of her juices on her cunt lips. I
patted her bum and stood up. I hate to think what my blood
pressure was but I knew my heart was racing. Trudy then
unpacked the rest of Jo and Neill's present to her, a white
thong, she pulled it up and gave me another twirl, I could see
the back strap of the thong disappearing into the crease of
her bum and a tiny scrap of material covering her slit. She
moved to the mirror and saw her sparse hair coming out
from under the material.
"Can you cut that off so that it looks tidy?"
"Certainly." I got the scissors and trimmed the hair back to
the panty line. I got my razor and shaved off the stubble. I
run my finger over it. I can still feel the bristles. "Do you
want me to use my wet razor to remove it all to make you
really smooth?"
"Oh yes please daddy." Trudy slipped her thong off; I
trimmed all the hair with scissors then rubbed shaving foam
onto the stubble. I put a fresh blade in my razor and set to
work oh so carefully. I could feel the blade cutting through
the hair. I kept rinsing the blade until finally I was able to
take a flannel and wash the rest of the soap off. Her labia
stood proud, totally nude. I took the hand mirror and let
Trudy inspect my work. She looked in the mirror and ran her
finger down the slit.
"That looks and feels good. I took her thong and lifted each
foot in turn then pulled the thong up and snugged it into
place. I looked and now could see the outline of her cunt in
the material of her thong. I stood up and put my shaving kit
away whilst Trudy put the short white button through dress
on. She put on her school shoes and looked at me and said.
"With this outfit I should have heels on my shoes, not flatties
like these."
"We will have to see what we can buy for you then won't
we."
I looked at my watch; it was 7:50 time to leave for the
restaurant. I slipped on my sports jacket and held out my arm
to Trudy. She grinned and took it and off we walked to our
dinner. Father and daughter dressed up to the nines,
knowing that apart from us only two others were likely to
know the secret of what my beautiful daughter was really
wearing under that dress. We walked into the restaurant,
there were banners saying Joyeaux Anniversaire, which
translates as happy birthday. There were two tables with our
friends seated around, with two seats vacant. Trudy got to
her seat and as I pushed her chair in we were deluged in
streamers from the volley of party poppers. The waiter came
over and poured water with wine for Trudy and a glass of
wine for me. Madam Charles signalled the waiters and they
started bringing out the meal. It was a marvellous night. I
hadn't seen Trudy so happy and animated in years. I think I
had a big cheesy grin on my face as well. Finally a birthday
cake was brought through, 12 candles blazing. Trudy stood
up and blew them all out in one puff.
The cry went up, "you've got a wish you've got a wish." I
stood there as with eyes screwed shut she made her wish.
Then she looked at me and smiled. After we had eaten the
cake we all moved through to the bar. We got our drinks and
sat down. The children were on the floor dancing whilst we
parents sat around talking. I was watching my, oh so elegant,
daughter dancing with her friends. As she flew around the
dance floor I could see her stocking tops flashing at me. At
the end of the night Trudy grasped my arm as we all walked
back to the caravans. As we walked along the path Maria
made a cryptic comment to me.
"Enjoy whatever happens, know that whatever it is, you both
are receiving pleasure." She wouldn't elaborate and so I was
left puzzling as I went back to the caravan. I started to put
down the beds.
"Can I sleep with you again tonight daddy?"
"Ok love, I will just make my bed up and leave yours." I
made up the front bed with just my sleeping bag. It was a
double bag and I unzipped the sides so they were half
undone. I put both sets of pillows there. I went through to the
toilet and undressed. I was about to pull on my pyjamas
when Trudy said leave them. I got into bed and watched as
Trudy undressed. She pulled the pins from her hair and
shook it free, the curls untwined and her blonde hair fell
down over her tits and down her back. She then unbuttoned
her dress and took it off, and then her stockings, thong and
suspender belt came off. She climbed over me into bed. I
reached up and switched the light off.
The light in the toilet gave a gentle illumination in the
caravan. Trudy snuggled up to me, her smooth nude body
brushing against me. She kissed me and then her hand gently
grasped mine and placed it on her tit. It cupped her swelling
mound completely. I froze then Trudy started moving my
hand on her tit. It's all right daddy, I want you to touch me.
My hand moved slightly on her warm breast, I gently
squeezed the soft rubbery flesh as her other hand tracked
down to my cock; I was already rigid from the close
proximity of her perfectly formed preteen body. Her lips
sought mine and she kissed me. Her nipples were rigid; my
hand was cupping her small breast. Then she moved my
hand down her chest, over her taut tummy to her cunt, I tried
to stop it but she was insistent. My fingers touched her clit
and I could feel the hard little nubbin. As I fingered her I
could feel shudders go through her body. Was this what
Maria was talking about tonight. "Enjoy whatever happens,
know that whatever it is both are receiving pleasure." The
lips were warm and dry, and then I could feel the wetness
from her cunt as I allowed my fingers to slide over the
mouth of her cunt. They broke through the dry exterior lips
and into the wet depths. The slipperiness was staggering. My
fingers just slid down into the depths until they reached her
hymen. I moved down the bed slightly and sucked on her
nipples as I gently fingered her sopping cunt. I felt her body
tense as she orgasmed. I went further down and teased her
clit with my teeth; I sucked on it as it came out from under
the hood. I licked down her cunt, spearing her slit with my
tongue and lapping up all her sweet juices. I heard and felt
her second orgasm. As she came down I whispered in her
ear.
"I wish I could fuck you, but I don't want to make you
pregnant."
"It is alright daddy I have been on the pill for 3 months now.
Waiting for you to see me as a big girl, a woman. I saw the
nurse at school about it."
To say I was surprised would be an understatement. This had
been a deliberate seduction. I rolled over onto my back and
drew her above me. I positioned my cock at the entrance to
her cunt and gently pulled her down. I went in about 2 inches
until I reached her hymen. I stopped and said.
"Just lift yourself up and down, enjoy the feeling of my cock
inside you." I felt my cock sliding out of her warm tight
cunt, then she slid back down onto me; I could feel the flesh
of her vagina stretching around my cock head as it pushed
back in. I put my hand between us and massaged her clit. I
felt her orgasm build and gently pushed against her. As her
orgasm peaked her legs gave way beneath her and I felt her
hymen rip. I could see movement in her tummy as my cock
slid all the way home. She gave a small scream of pain and
then her orgasm peaked. Her little body was rigid, her tight
cunt spasming, she was milking my cock, and then I came as
well. Pouring out my semen into her tight little hole. I could
see the cum squirting out past my cock tinged with the red of
her virginal blood. I lay there holding her sweet body upright
on my cock. I could feel and see the effects of my cock
twitching in her. The movement of her tummy as my cock
jerks deep inside her. She lay down onto my chest. I grasp
her and roll her over onto her back. She lays there for a few
minutes until I started rising and falling on her. I lift her legs
around my waist I penetrate still deeper into her sweet cunt.
Within minutes she is cumming again. I am pumping cum as
if there is no tomorrow.
Finally we were spent I released her legs and we rolled over
onto our side then right over onto my back. I kissed the top
of her head and then pulled the sleeping bag over us. I settled
down to sleep with my daughter attached to me by my cock.
I woke during the night as Trudy fucked me again, she had
sat up on me and I raised my hands and cup her little
grapefruit breasts. She smiles down at me and she slides her
tight cunt over my sensitive cock. She starts to cum again as
I pour my juices into her.
"I love you daddy." Then her face tenses as her orgasm hits,
her whole body is shaking as she cums. Then she settles
back down and goes back to sleep. Once more at 4:00 I am
woken by her insistent desires, she has aroused my body.
"Can you fuck my other hole daddy?"
"If you want me to darling." I kiss her then turn her over
onto her knees; I throw back the sleeping bag and kneel
behind her. I gently push my cock back into her soaking cunt
and slide to the depths. I look down and see the pink rose of
her anus looking up at me. I lubricate my thumb with her
juices and gently insert it into her bum. Oh daddy, yes, that's
lovely, more please. I pull my thumb out and scoop more
lubrication onto her rose; I then pull out of her cunt and
slowly push the head of my cock against the sphincter. I feel
the ring open out to allow entry; the head of my cock slowly
slides in. I see her tense up as she gasps for air. Her hands
gripped the sleeping bag like talons. Sweat streamed from
her forehead with the pain so I pull out.
"Why have you stopped daddy?"
"Because I was hurting you."
"Go back in daddy I want to take it, I want to take you."
I gently re-entered her bum, Trudy bit on the pillow to stop
herself crying out and then finally I slid the head of my cock
into her hot dry bum. The sensation was too much and I
came instantly. I lay there across her back until the
sensations in my cock eased then I slid fully into her, my
passage eased by the cum I had deposited in the entrance to
her tiny bum. As I pushed in and out of her bum I held her
by the hips and my fingers played with her clit and her cunt.
I could feel her body reacting to the sensations I was giving
her. My fingers slid into her cunt and I could feel my prick
sliding up and down her rectum. I exploded into her again
and I felt her orgasm crash around me. I gently laid her down
and rolled us both onto our side and held her tight to me. Her
little 5-foot body speared by my larger 6-foot frame.
We lay resting together until finally at 5:00 we got up and
gathered our clothes, wrapped towels around us and walked
to the sanitaire. I could see Trudy was feeling sore from the
way she was walking. We went into the family room Trudy
coiled her hair up and put on a shower cap. She knelt down
in front of me and washed my cock of dried cum and blood
in the shower. She turned the water off and then with her lips
and fingers she took it into her mouth and slid forward.
Suddenly I felt her retching, she pulled back out and tried
again from a different angle. This time she got my cock past
the back of her throat; she slid it down until her nose was
against my pubes. She pulled back and sucked in a deep
breath then slid my cock back in to her depths. She pulled
my cock out of her mouth and grinned up at me. I looked
down and saw her throat expand and contract as my cock
entered and left her throat. I can hold back no longer and I
start cumming again. The first jet shot down her throat, and
then, as she moved up my cock the remainder was deposited
into her sweet mouth. She stood up and turned the shower
back on. I can see the trails of cum running down her thigh
from her cunt and bum. The water flowed around her
washing it away. She kissed me and I could taste and feel my
cum in her mouth. I knelt down in the water stream and
stuck my tongue into her cunt; I could taste my semen and
the muskiness of her cunt. I licked the hooded clit until it
popped out of hiding. Trudy held my head as she came
again. She lifted me up and kissed me.
"Is that what I taste like?"
"Not normally, what you have there is your lubrication and
my cum mixed together."
"She licks my lips, tasty that." Then we set to and wash, we
dry off and dress. I take her hand and we walk back to the
caravan through the cool early morning air. I made coffee
and cooked our breakfast; Trudy was fastened round my
waist. I dished up and we moved to what would normally be
Trudy's bed. We sat at the table and ate; I stretched my arm
around Trudy's shoulders as she cuddled into me. We
finished our food and I slid the table back and we talked.
"Why did you want to make love with me?"
"It is something I have often dreamed about. I was pretty
sure you and mummy weren't having sex as I never heard
anything. My friends told me how they heard their parent's
bed's creaking every night and once when I slept over at
Alyssa's house she showed me her parents when they were
having sex. That is when I saw her daddy fuck her mummy
up the bum. Alyssa's mummy liked that so I wanted to try it
and I decided I wanted it to be you, daddy."
"Well you were right about mummy and I not having sex, it
was to do with her illness we had not made love for 10
years."
" Poor daddy. What did you do daddy?"
"I masturbated, that is rubbed myself until I had an orgasm."
"Is that as good as sex?"
"No love it is not, but it is better than nothing."
"I'm glad I had sex with you daddy."
We moved out into the awning with a second coffee, we
were sitting there when Maria and Gina walked up. Trudy
jumped up to make them both a cup of chocolate. Gina went
into the van with my Trudy.
"Did you enjoy last night Dave?"
"How did you know?"
"Well several things really. From a conversation I had with
Trudy when we went to the zoo plus I just watched her walk
into the caravan. She was a virgin wasn't she?"
"Yes she was." I was feeling a little uneasy at the way the
conversation had gone. I looked into the van and I could see
Gina and Trudy laughing together." Trudy said something
and I saw Gina look at my daughters butt.
"Dave it is alright. Stop worrying I will tell you something
that might reassure you. Jacques was given Gina's virginity
at Easter. It was a present for her 12th birthday. Gina had told
Trudy about it and Trudy then asked me. I am not surprised
that she wanted to put into effect what she had already learnt
from watching at her friends house and hearing from Gina.
The most important question is Did Trudy enjoy it? Did she
have an orgasm?"
"Oh wow, did she have an orgasm or did she. She had 6 or 7
orgasms last night and this morning."
"Gosh you did give her a good time. I think Gina will be
wanting to try you for herself when she hears what you gave
to Trudy."
"What do you mean?"
"You and your wife never knew but the other members of
our group are into group and family sex. Why do you think
we have the radio baby alarms? All the under 12's will be in
one caravan and the over 12's and parents are in the others.
There is no compulsion to join. Knowing how poorly sue
was I don't think you would ever have been approached. But
now." She stopped speaking and gave me a gentle kiss on
the lips. Would you like to join us tonight?"
"I had better check it out with Trudy. If she says yes then we
will be over, if she says no." I left it at that. I saw Gina come
out to her mum so I slipped in to ask Trudy to make me a
chocolate drink as well.
"Trudy, did Gina tell you about what happened on her
birthday?"
"Yes dad, why?"
"Well Maria said that she, Jacques, Neil and Jo along with
Gina, Dominic and Callie and a few others on the site share
each other. I wondered if you wanted to join in as well."
"Why do you think I fucked you last night? Gina and Callie
had told me about them and said that they had been together
in Paris at Whitsun. When are we meeting up?"
"It's tonight darling, if you want to join in."
"If I want to join in he says. Dad I want that more than
anything." The thought of laying down with Gina and Callie
and being fucked is just too thrilling. Gina, Gina come here."
"What is it Trudy?"
"Dad and I are coming to the party tonight with you all."
"Oh Trudy, Dave, that will be great. I am so pleased.
Mummmm!
Dave and Trudy are coming tonight."
"Alright love no need to shout it across the campsite. I
gather your daughter wants you to join us tonight."
"Yes Maria she does. So do I for that matter.
"In which case; you, Jacques and Neil will leave the girls
with Jo and myself for the day. You will prepare yourselves,
Neil and Jacques will explain what you need to do for
tonight. Then you will go up to the clubhouse at 7:30 for our
dinner. It is a private function; the room will be locked.
Tonight you and Trudy will only be able to participate in the
second part of the entertainment. What happens is we have
dinner, then the first session. You both will be able to watch.
Then the second session starts. You will be able to
participate in that. If all goes well you will be both tested at
the end of the evening and then you will be able to join in
the first sessions in future if Trudy agrees."
"If Trudy agrees, what is it?"
"We can't tell you anything about it. And Trudy must not
ask her friends either as if they tell her they will be in
trouble."
"Ok Maria I won't tell Trudy about it, then she can't ask
questions."
"Dave and Trudy can I take blood samples please, we need
to get you checked out before tonight." It didn't take long, it
what showed Maria's previous job was, a nurse.
Maria then took Trudy and Gina away, I sat there with a
fresh coffee and waited on events. It wasn't long until
Jacques and Neil arrived. Neil had a valise in one hand and a
bottle of wine in the other. He poured us all drinks and we
sat down to talk.
"Dave we will have to remove all your hair from below your
neck and then give you a very thorough shave, or if you
prefer and you are not sensitive to the cream we can clear
your face as well. We went into my caravan and I stripped
off. Neil applied the hair removing spray to a patch on my
leg and chest and a small patch on my cock. No untoward
reaction so they applied it all over. Jacques put a filter into
the shower drain and rinsed me off. My hairs flowed off my
body. It looked strange to see smooth skin where previously
I had a rug of hair.
Neil then trimmed my hair and shortened my sideburns, then
he set to with the hair remover on my face. Even my
moustache went. That was hard, I had that moustache for
almost half my life. 10 minutes later all the hair had gone.
Neil then set too with his wifes electrolysis machine. The
odd hairs sticking out of my nose and ears then went the
same way as my body hair. I pulled my shirt and shorts back
on and we had another glass of wine. We spent the day
talking about wine and sex. Maria brought some lunch over
and checked we were ready.
In the middle of the afternoon Maria came over and gave us
all enemas followed by a wash out. She explained that this
happened to everyone every time so bums were ready for use
without having to worry about the messiness of it. We were
all nice and clean, inside and out.
Finally it was 7:30 it was time to dress for the meal. Then we
strolled up to the clubhouse. I was only admitted on the say
so of Neil and Jacques. I didn't have a membership card. I
was led to the top table and sat between Gina and my darling
Trudy. The tables were set in a U shape with seats around
the outside of the table only. Maria met me.
"Both your blood tests came back negative, which is what
we expected. However we must always check before a
meet."
Madam Charles welcomed us all and especially our English
friends David and Trudy. Jo and Maria brought the starters
through and then sat at the ends of the U. It turned out that
the waiting was organised by rota so everyone took a turn.
The chef would leave the club when the dessert had been
served and the doors locked from the inside. There were 20
of us around the table. I was the only single adult. There
were 4 more couples and 11 children. All aged 12 or more.
After the meal we cleared the tables and moved all the plates
and cutlery to the serving hatch. It would be sorted in the
morning. The tables were moved away and the chairs moved
into a semi circle.
Callie stood up and welcomed us to the summer meet.
"Thank you Monsieur and Madam Charles and Sophie, their
13 year old daughter, for hosting the meeting this year."
"Tonights entertainment has been organised by the teenagers
alone and I hand over to Maria." All the teenagers apart from
Trudy went into the ante-room. Maria turned to us.
"I do know what is about to happen, I have approved it. if
you will take these slips they are to record your votes on
musical interpretation and sexiness of what you are about to
see. The children will come out in age order, do their
performance and return to the ante room. You will vote, then
there will be a reprise at the end when they will all come out
and perform together. You can adjust your votes and then
hand them in. There is a prize for the winner and a
consolation prize for the loser." She went over to the sound
system and started the music.
The children came out one at a time stark naked and danced
for us. Boys as well as girls. I noticed all of them were
hairless. Trudy and I marked the performers and then we
saw them all dancing together. Our slips were taken in and
marked. One of the boys Andre was announced as the
winner, I saw him grimace at that and wondered why. It
became very clear why when Callie was announced as the
loser and she was handed a paddle. Andre was led to a bench
and bent over. Maria stood by him and announced.
"Usually people strive to win and feel terrible if they lose.
The children decided on the reversed prize for tonight. That
the winner should be beaten by the loser. I am here to ensure
fair play and that Andre is not harmed." Andre, are you
ready?"
"Yes Maria."
"Callie 10 of the best please."
Callie had a wicked grin on her face as she approached the
16 year old boy. By the third blow Andre's bum was scarlet
and his cock was rigid. After the 10th blow Callie put the
paddle down walked over to Andre, stood him up, turned
him round and went down on her knees in front of him. She
took his cock in her hand and fed it into her mouth and
sucked him off. It did not take long for him to cum in her
mouth. Callie stood up and led him back to the 2 seats left
over. She smiled as Andre remained standing.
Maria came and stood in front of Trudy. I watched as Trudy
stood up and was undressed by Maria. Gina took Trudy's
clothes and folded them and put them on the floor. Finally
my daughter was standing in front of us all stark naked. I
quickly realised that the small amount of body hair she had
was gone. She smiled shyly at me as Maria started to
question her.
"Trudy are you a virgin?"
"No Maria."
"Have you been penetrated in your bum, your mouth and
your cunt?"
"Yes Maria."
"Did you enjoy it?"
"Yes Maria."
"You saw what happened tonight, are you prepared to do
something similar at a future meet?"
"Yes Maria."
"As a symbol of your joining are you prepared to paddle and
to be paddled tonight?"
"Yes Maria."
"Trudy go to the bench." Trudy walked over to the bench; I
tried hard to identify the look she gave me. She bent over
and Neil came over and picked up the paddle. I had to
struggle to stay still to watch as my daughters bum was
reddened with 10 smacks of the paddle. She came back to
stand by me. Neil handed her the paddle and he took me by
the hand. I gulped as he led me to the bench and stripped me
off. I leant over at his whispered command and Trudy
proceeded to redden my bum. I had the same reaction as
Andre and at the end Trudy stood me up, turned me round
and knelt at my feet. She took my cock in her hand and
kissed it, then she fed it into her mouth. She tilted it
downwards, bent her head backwards and took the whole
length into her extended neck. It took very little time until
my beloved was swallowing my cum. The others moved up
and stood around us, I was conscious of their hands upon us
welcoming us to the group. The lights went dim and the
group broke up.
I was led away and was fucked, there was no other word for
it. Trudy and I were next to each other. At one point I had Jo
fucking me and Callie kneeling over my face as I ate her out.
I could see Trudy, she was kneeling over Neil feeding her
cunt down over his cock. Then Jacques was behind her
fucking her bum and Andre was kneeling up over Neil's
head feeding his cock into my daughters mouth. All three
holes were being fucked at the same time. She was taking
the whole length of them all. With Andre that was something
to watch as his whole 10 inches was fed in and out of her
mouth.
It was so sexy to watch my 12 year old daughter being
fucked by 3 big cocks. It was a while later when I had
recovered a bit that I got to make love to Trudy, I was
conscious as I kissed her that we both tasted of cunt and
cum, where she had been sucking cocks which had been in
cunts and I had been eating out cream filled cunts. By about
11 pm the men were out of it. I know that I needed a rest
before I would be able to fuck again. We just watched the
kids and the wives fucking each other. I enjoyed the
spectacle of the kids fucking each other.
"David come back and join us."
"I doubt if I can get an erection now." That wasn't what was
required of me as I discovered when I felt a lubricated finger
pass into my bottom followed by a lubricated firm cock. It
was a new experience for me. I watched as Neil fisted Maria
front and back. It was fascinating to watch as he first finger
fucked her and then had his hand lubricated. He fed the
fingers in one by one until finally he was able to feed his
whole hand into her vagina. Then he worked on her bum
with the other hand. It was amazing to see to arms coming
out of Maria's cunt and bum. Sliding from his wrist to
halfway up his forearm. I watched Maria have the most
intense orgasm I have ever seen. I looked over my shoulder
to see who was servicing me and saw Callie's brother
Dominic. I felt him come inside my bum. Trudy came up to
me.
"That was something to see as Dominic fucked you dad, I
wish you could have seen it."
"Well I felt it. Have you enjoyed yourself tonight
darling?"
"Oh yes dad, it has been wonderful. I have had so many
orgasms, I have lost count." I looked at her and realised that
her hair was covered in cum, her face was sticky from cunt
lubrication and cum. I reached for her cunt and found it to be
a swamp.
"Do you want me to clean you up darling?"
"Would you dad." I moved round and started to wash my
daughters cunt with my tongue. I was sucking her juice and
all the cum from her cunt. I sucked great mouthfuls from her
cunt and then went round to her bum. It was gaping slightly
so I set too and cleaned all the cum I could reach. I was
aware of the absence of smell from her bum, a Mark of how
well we had been prepared. I had finished cleaning my
daughter and concentrated on her clit. I sucked her to another
orgasm. I lay back on the floor as Trudy nuzzled around me,
she sucked my soft cock into her mouth, it did not respond;
then she lifted my legs to expose my bum. She then cleaned
Dominic's cum from me.
I saw Maria Jacques and Gina preparing to leave. Gina came
over to us and kissed us both.
"I'll see you both tomorrow."
"Trudy, time for us to go?"
"Ok dad." We rounded up our clothes and slowly dressed
each other. Madame Charles and Sophie were at the door to
let us out. Madame Charles handed me a package.
It is a memento for you both, your record of Trudy's first
night."
We kissed them and slowly walked along the path back to
our caravan. Trudy was cuddled into my side.
"Do you feel all right Trudy?"
"I'm a little uncomfortable walking."
"In which case we will have a shower when we get back."
We undressed in the caravan then put on bathrobes to walk
to the sanitaire. We went into the family cubicle and Trudy
sat on the toilet, she had her hand round her tummy as if she
was in pain. Suddenly she blew wind and a stream of cum
came from her bum. I massaged her tummy to try and ease
her discomfort and a second load of cum was blown out.
Trudy looked a lot happier and we then went under the
shower. I washed her crinkly hair, feeling it go slimy as the
water went onto the dried cum. I then shampooed her hair. I
then took the shower gel and started to wash her body,
Strings of dry cum were washed away. Then I turned my
attention to her nude cunt. I slipped two fingers into its wet
recesses and sucked her clit into my mouth. As her cunt got
used to my fingers I slid a third and then a fourth finger up
her cunt.
"Do you want more darling?"
"Oh yes please dad, fill me like Maria was filled."
"I will only do one side at a time, you are two young to take
both my hands at the same time." I then folded my thumb
into the palm of my hand and slid my hand into Trudy's
cunt. I could feel her cervix deep inside her and I gently
massaged it. I then sucked her clit into my mouth as I fisted
her cunt. It did not take much to bring her to another orgasm.
As her cunt spasmed I felt her cervix spasm and the next
thing I knew there was more cum coming out of her cunt on
my arm. I took my hand out and continued to suck her
clitoris. Her orgasm continued as cum drained from her cunt.
Finally it stopped and I washed her down again. Then I
gently dried her, I could see her eyes closing so I quickly
slipped her robe on and pulled mine over my wet body. I
slipped my feet into my flipflops and picked my darling
daughter up in my arms. I carried her gently back to our
caravan and laid her on my side of the bed. I put down a
folded towel on her side and lifted her onto it. Then I
combed her wet hair and patted it dry. I then plaited it and
placed another towel under her head. I then kissed her, there
was no response. She was out of it. I made myself a coffee
and took it out into the awning where I sat reading.
I heard footsteps and looked up to see Jacques approaching
the tent. I offered him a coffee and then brought out some
bread and cheese to eat. "Did you both enjoy tonight?"
"Jacques, that is an understatement." I liked it and Trudy
loved it. She fell asleep as I was drying her after her shower.
Her hair is wet and I think she is still fairly full of cum. She
has lost a lot but I have put her on a towel to sleep."
"Dave, she was being fucked nearly non-stop for over 3
hours. I think she was the most eager new recruit we have
had. Gina was stunned by her, she enjoys sex but her
reaction to Trudy was stunned disbelief. I tell you what, you
really want to watch the video. The camera was on Trudy the
whole time, I think you will be surprised at your daughter.
Have you got a video player here?"
"Yes the TV is a combined unit." I went into the caravan and
unpacked the TV, I brought out the extension lead and
plugged them in. I put the tape on and Jacques and I sat back
to watch. The first scene was of Trudy being paddled and
then Trudy paddling me, I was surprised how red my bum
became. Then I watched Trudy deep throating me. It was
after that the fun really started. I watched Neil, Jacques and
Andre then another grouping At one stage I watched my
daughter eating Gina then being eaten by Gina. I was
stunned by how often the teenage boys fucked Trudy and
how she was enjoying it. It was turn and turn about, front
then back. Trudy seemed to have a lot of orgasms, especially
when she was being fucked by the adults, Andre however
was an exception amongst the boys, he always made sure
that Trudy came before he did. Towards the end I was
surprised to see myself on the video as I was fucked by
Dominic; then also as I fucked my daughter. I now knew
why she blew so much cum out of her bum when we
showered. The most amazing sight was seeing Andre first
sucked off by my daughter, then fucking her and finally butt
fucking her. To watch his 10 inch cock slide into her small
body was so erotic.
"Dave, I make it that she was fucked 17 times, butt fucked
10 times and she gave 12 blow jobs. That was quite a nights
work by your daughter. I think Gina told her about her night
and Trudy wanted to beat her. Oh yes Maria said to tell you
we are having a party in Paris the last weekend in August,
can you and Trudy come?" I went in and checked my diary.
"That will be no problem. When is the party exactly and who
will be there?"
"The party is on Saturday 23 August, Hopefully all the
people who were at tonights party plus those who couldn't
make it, about double the number. If you come to our house
to stay on the Wednesday 20th August we can have a couple
of days sightseeing in Paris and some time together as
friends before the party, then stay until the following
weekend."
"Which would be easier for me to drive down and use the
ferry or to come on the Eurostar."
"I think if you drive then we have the options of visiting
different places. I have off road parking so there will be no
problems there."
The next day was spent lazing around. Trudy didn't wake up
till lunchtime. She had to use the toilet in the caravan. She
told me after that cum poured out of her front and back. I
knew there would be quite a bit as there was a lot of cum on
the towel. Whilst I prepared lunch, Trudy went to the
sanitaire to shower. I loaned her the douche bag that Maria
had sent over the night before with Jacques. I explained what
it was used for and how it worked. I had suggested she used
plain warm water and to wash her cunt before she started on
her bum.
When Trudy returned she looked a lot fresher, she undid her
plait and let her hair hang loose in waves. She had dressed in
her sundress, socks and trainers, she looked a different girl to
the one on the video. We sat in the awning and ate our lunch.
After we finished I sent Trudy to fetch Gina to watch the
video. I played the video in the caravan with the curtains
shut, and watched the girls as they watched themselves. It
was a long afternoon as they undressed and played with each
other, aroused by the content of the video.
"Have you watched the video dad?"
"Yes love, Jacques and I watched it last night. You seem to
have enjoyed yourself."
"Oh dad, I really did. I now know why so much cum poured
out of me this morning."
"I should have videoed you last night in the shower, as you
lost a lot then. How are you feeling now?"
"I think the phrase I am looking for is "fucked out".
"I am not surprised. I have some more news for you."
"What dad?"
"We are going to Paris on the 20th of August for a party at
Gina's on the 23rd. We will be sightseeing then partying and
then more sightseeing."
"Who is going to be at the party?"
"Well hopefully all who were there last night plus those who
couldn't make it last night."
"Trudy it is one of dads specials, they have told me about it
but I was too young for last years party, I went to stay with
friends. It will be our family welcome party. You will like it
Trudy, there is one family who will be there, a set of twins
aged 13 and a set of triplets aged 15 all boys. Come back to
our caravan and we can show you who will be there."
I kissed the girls and watched them go back to Gina's
caravan. It was hard to believe that last night she had been
fucked and butt fucked 27 times and given a dozen blowjobs.
A week ago she had been a virgin at primary school.
Too soon the holiday was over, Trudy now slept in my bed,
except when she had friends to stay. Callie and Dominic
came home with us for the holidays, they would go back to
their parents in Paris but that would be another story.
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