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

Thursday was a very busy day for me as we began preparing for the transition to Mogoni. Anne called me late that evening and let me know that June 15th was the date when the deal would close and I could expect the buyout payment to be deposited in my bank account that afternoon. I was thrilled. Losing my job was a bit of a downer, but the cash meant I had a big buffer, could spend a year or two doing pretty much anything I wanted to do, and I planned to share it with the three wonderful, sexy women in my life.

Dahlia called me Friday morning before heading to Richmond with bad news on her end. Funding cuts had eliminated half the positions in her office. She wasn't laid off but it meant a heavy workload and her weekends might not be free for some time. She was crying and I wished more than anything that I could hold her and whisper loving words into her ear. I knew how much helping people meant to Dahlia, but she explained to me that working more hours and filling the roles of two or three people equalled less time to actually help. She worried that her job was becoming one of a paper pusher, dealing with bureaucracy rather than people, moving clients through the system rather than being a personal advocate for their needs.

It was disheartening, but there was not much I could do but listen, empathize, and tell her I loved her. We hung up and I felt sad as I started my work day. Orchid sat next to me in my office as I told her Dahlia's news. She saw the look on my face and hugged me, kissed my cheek. My daughter had always had a kind and soft heart, and she did her best to make me feel loved and comforted as I felt so bad for my lover.

My boss called me as Orchid wandered to her room to play her sax. We were stalled on several fronts that day and he suggested that we both take the day off. I breathed a sigh of relief and thanked him, then relaxed a moment. Orchid's room was quiet when I knocked on the door. She said, “yeah?”

“Hey, Sweetie. I'm taking the day off, feel like getting out for a while with me?”

“Sure. Give me a few.”

“Need any help getting dressed?” She'd spent most of the week wearing a t-shirt and panties, the logistics of pulling up and down pants being overly-complicated.

“No, I'm good. Be there in a minute.”

I packed us a picnic lunch of sandwiches, chips, and strawberries, put the food in a cooler and added juice and water before layering it with ice. I put the items in the SUV and met Orchid at the door. My daughter looked like a spring fairy. Her light-yellow dress hung just over her knees as she used the crutches to approach me.

She'd put on a small amount of makeup, her lips a light pink gloss, her cheeks shaded a touch of peach. Orchid had pulled her hair back in a long dark ponytail, her young breasts pushing out against the fabric, pert, round, her hard nipples obvious without a bra. I smiled and kissed her forehead, said, “how does a picnic at the park sound?”

She nodded, agreed, and soon we were off and heading toward the edge of town. Orchid's seat was pushed as far back as possible to give her room for her cast-covered leg. Her dress had slid up her thigh, and I got small glimpses of my daughter's light purple panties covering her genitals. She smiled when she saw me looking, blushed, spread her legs a touch wider. I saw a small damp spot on the fabric and felt myself swelling with arousal.

We parked and I helped her to her crutches, then grabbed our picnic items. We slowly made our way down the main path, past several older couples and a handful of joggers. It was a beautiful day, sunny, warm, birds everywhere. I led us to the same spot where Dahlia and I had fucked on the lesser-used trail. In the clearing next to the bench I spread a blanket and laid out our things, then sat down next to my daughter.

“Dad... what's it feel like... you know... when you put it... inside...?”

She ate berries and looked at me for a response. “For me... well... wet. Hot. It can be intense, feeling my body enter... It's amazing, Orchid, just amazing. Such a wonderful sensation when bodies join that way... just wonderful...”

She smiled, said, “Lily said it feels like she is stretched and full... said it makes her feel really warm and loved... to take you inside her... said she wants you in her all the time... I'm... I'm kinda wanting that, too... I want to feel that... I... played with myself last night... thinking about it...”

God that sounded so good to me. My daughter was fantasizing about taking my penis into her vagina. I wished I could take her right then. “Mmm... She feels really good when I enter her... yes... She really feels great... Dahlia too. Different sensations, different... tightness... They both are very wet... so hot... I love penetrating them both... and... and when you're healed... if you want it then... Orchid... do you want to give your virginity to me?”

A whispered, “yes,” was her response. My cock pounded in my slacks.

I looked around, made sure no one was nearby, leaned over and kissed my daughter's lips, whispered, “I want that, too... want that so much... I want it to be special, Honey... want you to love being with me that way.”

“Will it hurt? Lily said the first time hurt her... she bled a lot... Cassie told me the same thing...”

“It might... you still have your hymen, that's what often causes the pain, when that is pushed through. It can hurt, can bleed... the first time. But... once that's done... it gets wonderful... I'll make it wonderful for you, Sweetie. I promise. Don't worry too much, I'll be very gentle. Only that first time... will it hurt, and hopefully just a moment or two... then... you'll feel wonderful.”

She shuddered, smiled, I smelled her arousal, knew her panties were soaking against her privates. “Dad... will you lick me? Right now? I want it...”

I worried that we were very exposed, looked around, spotted an area set back a ways in the trees, took the spare blanket in hand and helped Orchid to her crutches, whispered, “let's move back a ways so no one can see us... can you be really quiet? You know, if we get caught...”

She nodded, “I know, Dad... I know... I wish that people understood... but I know...”

We moved several dozen yards into the trees to the small clearing. It was just large enough to lay the blanket onto the soft grass. I looked around again, could hear distant voices in several directions. I felt nervous, but I wanted to taste my daughter so bad right then that I gave in to my arousal and helped her lay back on the blanket.

She spread her legs as I leaned down. I reached under her dress and pulled her panties down, brought them to my face and inhaled. Her arousal was rich and wet on the fabric, her moist young pussy had drooled a sticky damp spot into her underwear. Orchid watched me sniffing her odors, her lips parted and legs slowly opening further. I sat the panties aside and slid my head under her dress, said, “keep an eye out... don't let us get caught...”

Under Orchid's dress I stared into her genitals. Her beautiful dark hairs were wet and sticky, her labia parted slightly, swollen and pink and so, so sexy. I could smell her stronger, inhaled my daughter's musky feminine aroma, let her aroused scents fill me with lust and desire. I kissed her thighs, felt her shuddering as my hands moved up her legs.

I let my tongue slide up her sex, parting her pink labia, found her slick and wet inside. Her vagina was soaking, drooling. I licked up her juices, let them coat my tongue with pungent, sweet cream. I swallowed and licked her again, again, felt her stirring under me. Her body shook as I probed my daughter's pussy, moaned my enjoyment into her genitals.

In just a few strokes of my tongue she was writhing, then she froze, whispered, “Dad... someone's kinda close...” I jerked out from under her dress and sat up, looked around. On the path near the bench, near where we'd left our picnic items, I saw a redheaded woman, maybe in her 40s, standing and casting glances into the trees. She didn't seem to see us, then she sat on the bench, facing away from us.

Orchid and I sat silently, her breath light but steady. She had been very close to orgasm, and I knew she was flushed with excitement, wanted release. We had to wait with the woman too close to us.

She sat several moments, often looking down each end of the trail. Then her head rolled back and I thought I saw movement from her right shoulder. Her head came up and rolled back again, then fell halfway to the side, her hair falling over the back of the bench. She shuddered, again, twitched, and at that moment I realized the woman was masturbating. I whispered to Orchid, “she's playing with herself.”

My daughter watched with me as the red-haired woman's head rocked back and forth, then she tensed, her head flew back, and we heard her moan clearly through the trees. A long, wonderful, “ohhhnnnnnnnnnnn” hit our ears and I grinned at Orchid. The woman twitched in her orgasm, her head jerking, then she was still. I saw her bring a hand to her face. She appeared to sniff and then lick her fingers.

She sat there for several moments, letting out big breaths and looking down the trail. Finally, she stood, zipped up her jeans, buttoned them, and continued down the path and out of sight. I said to Orchid, “wow, that was an unexpected pleasure... very hot to see someone doing that when they don't realize they're being watched... did you like that, too?”

“Yeah... Dad... I'm so close...”

“Mmm... I'm there...”

I slid back under her dress and pressed my tongue into my daughter's pussy. She had drooled pungent cream while we watched the redhead masturbating. I licked it up, felt Orchid's body tense. I gently sucked her clit between my lips, the hard nub slippery and tender. She moaned softly, arched against my face, and released, her hips rising as she climaxed in my mouth.

I licked her slowly as her body jerked and twitched, her pussy creamed, her skin flushed with pleasure. Orchid moaned quietly, let her body circle around my tongue. I kept licking, kept twirling her clit, lapped her juices as they slid from her virgin hole. She tensed again, and within moments, my daughter orgasmed a second time. She was louder, couldn't stop herself from moaning and grunting as her body trembled against my face.

I pulled myself from under her dress and looked at Orchid. She was laid back, her eyes closed, lips open and wet, her breasts moving up and down with each full breath. I slid up to her, kissed her lips, whispered, “you are so hot, Orchid... so beautiful... I love tasting you there...”

“Ohh... Dad... that was... amazing...”

We kissed a bit before she looked at me, asked, “wanna put it in my mouth?”

I nodded and smiled, helped her prop herself against a nearby tree. The angle was perfect as I looked around, saw no one, and unzipped my slacks, pulled my leaking, erect penis through. Orchid wrapped her hand around me, drew the head of my dick to her lips, and licked the precum before taking an inch or two into her mouth.

I groaned in pleasure as my daughter sucked me. She was tentative, still learning, only the second time she'd sucked my penis. It felt wonderful, so hot, her lips were so soft and tender. I leaned against the tree, slowly moved my cock in and out of Orchid's mouth. She purred as she sucked, small vibrations quickly drawing my balls up and had me tensing as pleasure spread through me.

I whispered, “gonna cum, Sweetie... ohhh... oohhh... oooooooohhh... yessss...” I jerked, barely kept from humping hard against her face. She sucked me, had me right on the edge for several seconds before semen boiled from my cock and started filling her mouth. I was a river, flooding my daughter's throat. She choked lightly halfway through, pulled me from her, swallowed, then opened her mouth wide.

I grabbed my cock, stroked quickly and pumped two large jets of cum into her waiting, open mouth. I saw it on her tongue, pooling in the back of her throat, her eyes watching mine as she sat, mouth open, receiving her father's semen. I pumped my fist, let my cock drain between her lips, then pulled back, sensitive, awash with pleasure and excitement.

Orchid hesitated only a moment before closing her mouth, swallowed, swallowed again, then smiled as she cleared my cum from her throat. Small drops of my semen were on her chin, her lips, one cheek was dripping my cream. I used a finger to push the sperm between her lips. She sucked it greedily, swallowed everything I gave her.

I leaned down and kissed my daughter, my salty semen coating her tongue and lips. She moaned into me, said, “love doing that, Dad... love swallowing you...”

I dropped down and slid my hand under her dress as we kissed, found her clit and rapidly stroked it. She tensed, moaned into my mouth, “mmmm... mmmm... mmmm... mmmmmmmm... mmmmmmm...” Her body rocked, shuddered, twitched, and my daughter climaxed on my fingers. I kissed her throughout, then sucked on her neck, kissed her cheeks, returned to her mouth, pulled my fingers from her cunt and put them between our lips. Together, we licked her cream from my digits, shared her sweet, pungent juices and swirled tongues well into the afternoon.

We eventually returned to the place where we'd left our picnic supplies and sat down, relaxed, enjoyed the way we were sated, felt light and wonderful. I held her when no one was around, and just sat next to her, casually eating strawberries when people passed by.

At one point, she said to me, “so Lily said you put it in her butt...”

I laughed, not exactly sure what to say to that. “Uh... y-yeah... I did...”

“Why?”

“Um... well... because it feels... amazing? She was a little... uncomfortable... it was her first time doing that...”

“Yeah... she said it hurt a little but she wanted to do it again... I dunno, Dad... seems kinda... dirty.”

“Well, it's called 'anal sex.' Lots of people do it. It's exciting. Sure, it's dirty... sometimes... but that's part of the thrill. Some women like the discomfort. Dahlia loves it, and I think Lily will, too, eventually.”

“Ok... just thought it was odd... that Lily would let you put it in her butt...”

“You never have to do it if you don't want, Orchid. Never. Whatever we do, I'll just be so happy to do it with you... I'm... I'm really looking forward to... fucking you.”

She blushed and giggled, “wow, Dad, tell me what you really want...” She looked serious a moment despite the smile, said, “I'm looking forward to it, too... Really. I can't wait.”

I kissed her, held her cheeks in my hands, “soon, Sweetie. Soon. I'm really enjoying what we have now... no reason to rush it... when the cast is off and you want it...” I shuddered, “it will be a wonderful time for us...”

The afternoon pushed into evening and we slowly made our way back home. Dahlia called me that night, said the day had been alright, that she missed me, wished she could cuddle with me, but she had Lily with her and that made her feel good. I talked to Lily a moment, told her to take care of her mother and said that I looked forward to seeing them sometime soon, that maybe we'd come up one weekend if they couldn't come down to us. Since Orchid was getting around pretty well on the crutches, I thought the trip wouldn't be too hard on her.

That night, I curled around my daughter and held her warm teen body to me. She was snoring lightly by the time I felt drowsy. I kissed her cheek, nuzzled against her hair, and dreamed of the moment Orchid would give me her virginity.