Brent, Male, 34

	- Narrator, marketing manager, father of Orchid

	- Tan white skin, 5'10, 175lbs, shoulder-length curly brown hair

Orchid, Female, 13

	- Daughter of Brent

	- Pale white skin, 5'8, 140lbs, mid-back length nearly-black hair

Dahlia, Female, 36

	- Mother of Lily

	- Tan white skin, 5'9, 155lbs, 38D breasts, shoulder-length wavy brown hair, green eyes

Lily (Lilian), Female, 9

	- Daughter of Dahlia

	- Dark-tan skin, 4'5, 70lbs, mid-back wavy brown hair, dark eyes, Native American features

I dreamed of Orchid's sweet mouth on my cock. In the dream, my daughter looked at me with wide eyes as her lips slipped up and down on my shaft, the question in her eye seemed to be, Does this feel good, Daddy? “Oh, yes!” I wanted to scream. But in the dream I could only watch and let her soft mouth move up and down, up and down.

The dream faded and I awoke to see Lily between my legs, her mouth moving up and down on my penis. She saw me wake and smiled. I wasn't aware enough to be worried about Orchid or what she might find out. Instead, I brushed Lily's hair out of her face and felt myself burning and swelling in her little mouth. She whispered, “morning, Daddy.”

Dahlia woke, didn't see her daughter at first, just smiled at me and kissed my lips, then saw that I was panting, looked down and watched Lily's mouth on my cock. “Lily...” she started, but I cut her off with a hand on her hip.

Lily giggled around my penis, slurped noisily and had my sperm ready to blow. I touched her cheek, watched her eyes dance as she sucked. I whispered, “gonna cum, Lily...” The girl kept her rhythm as cum leaked into her mouth. I was right on the edge for several seconds, semen running freely into Lily. Then I exploded, squirted hard into her mouth. She held on for a moment before pulling back, her mouth filled with sperm. I fired across her face, splashing cum on her cheek and chin. Another shot hit her other cheek.

She swallowed, recovered, and purred as she took me between her lips again, letting me finish my ejaculation in her sweet little mouth. I writhed in ecstasy as the nine-year old swallowed my cum and cleaned up my penis with her lips and tongue.

Dahlia joined her and lapped up the cum on Lily's face, sucking my jism with her tongue and showing me the white cream in her mouth before swallowing. She licked my balls while Lily sucked my softening cock.

I heard a door open and knew that Orchid must be hitting the bathroom. I froze, Lily and Dahlia did as well. I whispered, “Mmm... thank you, Lily... we gotta be careful, ok? Orchid doesn't know...”

She climbed over top of me and kissed me with her cummy lips. “Ok, Daddy... I just... I just wanted to make you happy again.”

I kissed her, felt Dahlia take my cock in her mouth as it grew flaccid. “I know, my little Kitty. I loved it. Maybe there will be time to make you feel good later, ok?”

“Kitty! Daddy called me Kitty! Meooooow. Meooow.”

Dahlia slid beside me and laughed. “Kitty... I like that. You do have a sweet little kitty down here, you know.” The woman ran her fingers through her daughter's dark pubic hairs. “If Daddy doesn't get to later, I'll make sure your kitty gets to play.”

It was all I could do to disentangle myself from the mother and daughter and put on some pajamas. The shower was running in the bathroom, so I made sure we got out without Orchid knowing that Lily had joined us in bed that morning.

I whipped up ham and pancakes and almost had breakfast ready when my daughter joined us at the table. She wore a nightgown, a thin one, and several times, I saw her panties as she sat with her feet on the chair. I wasn't sure she knew she was exposing herself that way, but I didn't stop her. Dahlia noticed too and I saw the woman steal glances between my daughter's legs where the white cotton panties covered her genitals.

Lily had everyone talking saxophones pretty quickly and we planned to take the girls down to the music store to look at something for Orchid. My daughter was very excited. Lily wished she'd brought hers so they could play together, but we agreed that Orchid should get to learn a bit first.

We drove downtown and headed for the music center. The saleswoman spent almost an hour walking Orchid through her choices, and Lily chimed in with what she liked. Orchid picked out an alto sax and bubbled with enthusiasm as we paid for it. The saleswoman offered her a free hour to go over the care and use. Dahlia and Lily walked down the street to shop for clothes while I waited for my daughter to finish.

Afterwards, it was tough to get Orchid to part with her new instrument. We stashed it in my SUV and headed to the restaurant next door that served burgers and shakes. We got a corner booth and talked about Orchid's responsibilities with the sax and what other things we could find to take up her time.

“There's a great sports center not too far from the house. They have all kinds of things to play this summer. Anything that interests you?” I handed her the brochure.

Orchid looked through the pages, said, “Volleyball is fun. Oh, and I like to swim. They even have a climbing wall!” It would be a bit tight, but I thought she could take on all three.

As we waited for Lily and Dahlia, Orchid grew quiet, and we both watched two men sit in the booth across from us. It was obvious they were more than just friends as they held hands and played footsie under the table. Orchid asked quietly, “Dad... how do people know they're gay?”

“Hmm... Well, that's a good question. How do you suppose straight people know they're straight?”

She thought a moment. “I dunno, guess it's what you like, right?”

“That's a simple way of putting it, sure. There are lots of kinds of relationships, Orchid. Some are just friendships, some are romantic, some are sexual, some combine all of those. Those two, for instances, my guess is they are intimate with each other, or at least, they want to be. It's what you feel when you look at someone else, what you want to do with them. Gay people are attracted to people of their own gender, straight people are attracted to opposites. That's simplified, of course, many people are bisexual or have various flavors of attractions that don't easily fit a certain label.”

“Bisexual? Oh, like both boys and girls. Right.”

“Yes, exactly... Why do you ask, Orchid?”

“I dunno... just wondered.”

I took my daughter's hand, said, “Sweetie, whatever you feel is ok, alright? If you want to talk about anything, anything, let's talk, ok? Life's hard enough without someone to talk to about the difficult stuff.”

“I know. I... I dunno. Just thinking.”

“Wondering what you are?”

“Maybe.”

I stroked her fingers, kissed her forehead. “Don't worry about it. You don't have to label yourself at all. Some people hate labels. They prefer to think of themselves as attracted to specific people rather than to genders. And not everyone who is straight has always been so, or everyone who is gay, or bisexual, or whatever, was always that way. As you get older, you'll start to understand what you want in your relationships, and who and what you're attracted to will start to define for you what you do.”

“Yeah, I know. I just...” She blushed, but I was very proud that my daughter was willing to talk to me. “See, Dad... Mom never helped, you know? I asked her a lot of questions that she wouldn't answer. I feel ashamed to not know...”

“Makes you feel guilty for exploring your options, wondering about the world? I know... We can't help what and who we like, what makes us excited. I'm sorry your mom wasn't able to deal with your questions. Know this, Orchid. Sexuality is complicated sometimes, but it is perfectly ok to explore, safely, to find out if you like things or people. When the time is right, you should decide what you want to do as best you can. Don't let anyone pressure you, but don't feel like you have to hold back just because you think other people might not approve.”

She blushed more, I continued, “I'm not saying I want you to have sex right now.” She let out a laugh and tried to hide her face. “I just don't want you to think of sex as wrong or dirty or something you should be ashamed of, ok? It's a wonderful thing, when you're ready, and it may take time to find out what you like and don't like.”

“K... I guess I'm not ashamed to ask, not really. Just... I dunno, not sure what to think.”

“Do you like boys?”

“Yeah, I think so. I mean, I guess I do.”

“Girls?”

“Dad! Uh... I dunno.”

“Ok, no pressure. Not knowing is perfectly fine. You have the rest of your life to answer those questions. That's part of the fun of growing up: learning about yourself and becoming comfortable in living the life that feels right. Like those two,” I nodded toward the two men who were kissing and whispering to each other, “there are a lot of ignorant people who would see that and judge them. But you can't help who you love, who you're attracted to. See how they are so in tune with each other? If you take your time, think about how you feel and what you like, you can find relationships that make you feel that way too.”

I smiled as the couple noticed us and grinned back at us. I nodded toward them and tried not to stare. It was nice to see any couple so into each other, and I was really glad to get to have that conversation with my daughter with such a vivid example of the point.

Part of telling my daughter that people couldn't control who they were attracted to was as much for my benefit as for hers. I couldn't help that I was aroused by Orchid. That I was attracted to her. Excited by her. I just had no control over that.

Before we could continue, Dahlia and Lily arrived wearing matching black dresses. Dahlia's was ankle-length and hugged her figure in a way that showed off her motherly curves. Lily's more slim form was equally tightly held, the girl's smaller curves still arousing and provocative. I noticed Orchid watching Lily with a blush and a smile, wondered just a moment if the nine-year old had driven my daughter to ask her questions.

“You two look fantastic! Wow!” I kissed Dahlia and hugged Lily. “I feel underdressed.”

Dahlia beamed, as did her daughter. Dahlia said, “Well, they were on sale and it had been a long time since Lily and I bought anything really nice to wear. We wanted to look good for you. Uh...”

I let slide what was implied by 'we' and assumed Orchid wouldn't understand what was meant. We had dinner, burgers and chocolate shakes for all of us, and headed to a movie. We watched an action-thriller that Orchid wanted to see. Dahlia and I held hands and stroked each other's thighs throughout. I knew she was getting wet and wondered if she'd put on panties under the dress.

In the darkness, near the end, I felt another hand on my leg. Lily looked at me and smiled, touched me a moment. Orchid was on the other side of her and I hoped my daughter had not seen Lily rubbing my thigh. I whispered to Lily, “not here, ok? Orchid is right there.”

She whispered in my ear, “Ok, sorry, Daddy. I just wanted to touch you.”

I grew hard despite my discomfort. Lily pulled back her hand and leaned over to Orchid and whispered something in her ear. I saw my daughter laugh and whisper back and the two were soon giggling and ignoring the movie. I had to shush them once or twice, but they did a good job of keeping their conversation to just the two of them.

It was just as the credits started rolling that I noticed Lily's hand on my daughter's leg. It just rested there, no movement. I froze. The girls chatted and giggled, and Lily's hand never left Orchid's leg, just above her knee. If I hadn't known Lily, I'd have thought it innocent enough. But Lily knew what she was doing. I felt a mix of arousal, fear, and even a small amount of anger. I didn't want my daughter involved in any of this, and Lily's hand had crossed a line I thought was agreed upon.

Then I realized I was also feeling a bit jealous. I wanted to put my hand on my daughter's leg like that, even if it was just an innocent touch. I also knew that after the talk we'd had earlier, I couldn't try to dictate who and what my daughter allowed to touch her body. I was freaked, to be sure, the nine-year old much younger than Orchid, too young for what she knew and did with her body. But sexually, Lily was more mature, certainly understood her desires better than my daughter did.

I shuffled us out quickly, tried to catch my breath outside. As the girls got in the SUV, Dahlia took me aside and asked, “you ok? Look a bit off.”

“Uh... yeah, yeah, I'm ok. Just... I'll tell you later.”

We headed home and the girls immediately changed into bikinis and jumped in the pool. For a moment, they had stood at the edge, facing me. I was stunned to see that Orchid's pale pink bottoms had no thick crotch that one usually finds in such bikinis. I could see her hairy slit through the fabric.

My dick rose quickly even as the girls jumped in. It had been a long, long time since I'd seen my daughter's sex, and back then, there was not the hint of hair on it. Nor a hint of my arousal for it. I pulled Dahlia inside a moment.

“Earlier... Lily had her hand on Orchid's leg. Just held it there, wasn't doing anything with it. Just held it...”

“Oh, no! I'll talk with her, Brent, I promise.”

“Wait... I... I know I should let you, put a stop to it now... But... Orchid's starting to explore her... sexuality... we had a talk today.” I recapped what had been said with my daughter about attraction and relationships. “I know... Lily is nine and there shouldn't be anything going on... but... I've had sex with her... I want... I want to have sex with her again, and... I guess if anyone is going to help Orchid learn... Lily... Lily is a good first one.”

Dahlia sat silent a moment. “As far as I know, she's never done anything like this, except with us, and her father. Maybe it was just an innocent thing... but... knowing Lily...”

“Right. I don't want us to make a big deal out of it... But... we have to consider that they are in the same bed... maybe... maybe Lily wants to do something more than just giggle and talk...”

“So what do we do?”

“Nothing. I can't even begin to know what the right thing is, but... well, part of me is scared that she'll tell Orchid everything, but I think I accepted that risk when I invited you two to stay with us, to become closer to us. I'm scared she'll find out, but... I think it will happen one day no matter what we do... if they... have fun together... I'm her father, damn, this is so hard! I'm so fucking turned on by the thought of it, too!”

Dahlia kissed me, said, “Well, they're kids. Maybe they will just have a bit of innocent play. Lily's never really had that, you know? First her father, then me, then you. All adults that knew what they were doing. Maybe... it will be good for her... to have a bit more innocent time with Orchid? Maybe good for Orchid, too. And... I'm fucking turned on, too. I'm going to fuck you so hard tonight. Wanna make a baby in me?” She smiled so devilishly that I almost shot a load right then.

I nibbled her ear and whispered, “yes.”