Brent, Male, 34

	- Narrator, father of Orchid, Dahlia's fiance

	- 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, Brent's fiance

	- 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

We left the campsite the next morning and travelled to Dahlia's home where we immediately started packing up her things. Dahlia worked with a listing agent to put the house on the market and the four of us spent almost a week packing and doing repairs, painting walls, replacing worn and broken fixtures, performing all the tedious tasks needed to make a home marketable.

Our libidos were put on hold as we wore ourselves out with the work. There was a lot to be done, but with the four of us focused on the challenge, by the end of the week we'd accomplished everything we set out to do. Dahlia left keys with the agent and we returned to my home with just a few boxes of their belongings containing clothes and other essentials. The rest was put in storage.

My offer was accepted on the mountain property and we set a very short closing date. Two inspectors affirmed the potential home-building sites, and the four of us sat around the pool late one afternoon looking at house plans and debating the merits of each site.

Pretty quickly, it was obvious that we all generally favored the spot on the Eastern part of the property. The location's views were stunning and the proximity to the creek made it a hard spot to beat.

The house plans gave us a general sense of what we liked. There were a couple of three-level styles that seemed to offer everything we wanted, including wrap-around porches on two levels, a 'basement' style bottom level, and a layout that allowed for a covered in-ground pool. I called up several architects and pitched them my situation.

We returned to the property to take video of the site we'd selected, staying just long enough to have a picnic and then returned to my home. We spent several days meeting with the planners, going over the ideas we had. I showed the videos, explained what we required and the budgets we expected to meet.

While we waited on the three final architects to submit plans for our choosing, the four of us hung out at the pool and spent many mornings, afternoons, and evenings making love and enjoying each other's bodies.

Dahlia, it turned out, wasn't pregnant. Her period had been skipped, perhaps due to stress, but three pregnancy tests all came back negative. We were disappointed, but that didn't stop us from trying harder.

The girls were already out playing in the pool one morning as Dahlia and I roused slowly. Her back was to me, her warm, naked flesh pressed into mine. I stretched and felt myself grow stiff against her ass. Dahlia's head rolled back, she said, “morning... mmm... I just had a wonderful dream.”

I pushed my cock into the crack of her ass, let it throb against her asshole a moment. “Oh? Do tell.”

Her hand slid over my thigh, touching me gently. She said, “we were making love in a large room, beds everywhere. Other couples were fucking nearby, we could hear them moaning and cumming. You were on top of me, eyes moving around the room as mine did the same. We heard a young woman cum loudly and you shot your load deep in my pussy. Mmm... I can still feel the sensation. I almost came in my sleep, I think.”

I rose over Dahlia, spread her legs, kissed her lips, her pussy opening, the tip of my dick nestled against her labia. I breathed, “no one here to watch just now, but I'd like to finish off that dream...”

She smiled, took my penis in her fist and slipped me inside her. I groaned as Dahlia's cunt took me in easily. “Oh... yes...” I purred, “your pussy is already wet...”

“Mmm-hmm... so horny...”

I fucked her steadily, kissed her neck and breasts as I worked a finger down to her slit. She jerked as I twirled her clit, sending shivers through her body and mine. Dahlia's hips spread and clenched as I worked my penis in and out of her slick hole, the heat from her pussy pulsing through my cock, my stomach tightening as her body tensed.

Dahlia spasmed, jerked twice, grunted, then let out a long, satisfied moan as her orgasm crested and filled her with pleasure. I stroked her faster, Dahlia's cream churning and leaving slickness coating my shaft. Her legs rose as she came, my fingers never leaving her clit, and within seconds she was bucking into a second frantic orgasm.

I felt myself stiffen, balls drawing up, her arms locked around my shoulders, pulling me into her urgently. She whispered in my ear, “oh, Brent... cum in me...”

I humped Dahlia's cunt, my semen rushing up my shaft, burning, tensing. I groaned loudly, her arms tightened, her body open for my penetration. Dahlia's labia wrapped like a velvet pouch around me as I stroked, two, then three quick spurts of sperm firing out of my penis before I orgasmed, my ejaculation then strong, rushing, pulsing as I filled the writhing woman with my seed. Cum bubbled out of my cock and pooled in her vagina. Again and again I inseminated Dahlia, wishing with each spurt that my sperm would push through her cervix and find an egg.

I tried to catch my breath as her arms relaxed and dropped away, her lips on my neck. Dahlia's thighs stayed wide open only briefly as I withdrew, my cock coated in a sheen of her cum and mine. She rolled onto her side and closed her legs, drawing her knees up and attempted to keep my potent semen in her fertile pussy.

I lay behind her a moment, hugging her, kissing her back and massaging her motherly breasts. I wiped Dahlia's pussy with my fingers, drawing some of the leaking semen to her lips. She sucked it in, mewled as she cleaned me, then slowly rocked over and stood. She put on panties while I donned a robe, her breasts left bare, swollen, nipples erect as she smiled, sweat a thin sheen on her forehead and her chest flushed and reddened.

We joined the girls by the pool. Orchid smiled at me, said, “sounded like you two had fun... save some for me, ok?”

I laughed, leaned over the pool and kissed my daughter deeply a moment, then kissed Lily as well. I was already stirring as the sight of the naked young girls in the pool overcame my body's recovery from orgasm. I pushed the thoughts aside a moment, said, “a lot to do today. How about you two get dressed soon. I'll whip up some eggs and toast, then we need to head up to the agent's office for the closing.”

The day had come slowly, a few weeks in the making, but it finally arrived. We were closing on the property early that afternoon, and once that was completed, we could start scheduling the various items needed for building on the property. We had to get a power line run, a hefty expense. There was water access available, but it, too, would cost quite a bit. We were also going to have the driveway improved so that the construction vehicles could more easily access the build site.

It was an exciting day, and the four of us bubbled with energy as we ate a quick breakfast and headed out for the day.

- - -

Dahlia and the girls shopped for clothing as I attended the pre-closing roundup. By the time they'd finished and joined me at the agent's office, the final documents were ready. I signed the papers and we cheered together, smiles and hugs all around. My daughter was joyous in my arms, holding me as tight as I held her, and out of instinct I slid my hands down and squeezed her ass. She jerked, pulled back, just in time to prevent the agent from seeing what I'd done. Orchid held back a light giggle as my hands moved higher on her back and we pretended nothing had happened.

We celebrated with sushi and sake. I let Orchid sip from my ceramic cup, but she didn't enjoy the taste. Lily tried it as well and took a few small sips before she declared it unpleasant. The sushi, though, was a big hit with everyone, and we enjoyed two big platters of an assortment of rolls between us.

“What do we do about schooling, Brent?”

I'd thought about it, though we hadn't really discussed it before. “We can homeschool, if you girls want to try that. We're gonna be a long way from the public schools up there.”

Orchid spoke first, “sure! I loved it when you and I studied together, Dad. I can do that.”

Lily shrugged, said, “I guess that's ok.”

I asked, “not too keen on the idea?”

“I dunno,” the nine-year old said thoughtfully, “I don't like school much...”

“We'll change that. You'll see, it will be a lot of fun. Dahlia and I will have the time to do it right.” I became serious. “Homeschooling doesn't mean slacking off. We have high expectations for you two. Just because you don't have to go somewhere else for your education doesn't mean you can shirk the work. It will be flexible, not so early, all that... but you'll still have to do it. Okay, you two?”

They nodded and we finished our meals, then drove back to my house.

Dahlia and Lily were tired and settled into the master bed together for an early-evening nap. I sipped a Pinot by the pool while Orchid played video games. After some time, I needed to pee and headed to the hall bathroom. I stood a moment in the doorway watching as my daughter brought a pair of panties to her nose.

Dahlia's panties.

Orchid inhaled my lover's scents, moving the fabric across her nose, sniffing different areas deeply. I grew rigid, my cock pushing out from my robe and pointing toward my daughter's back. Orchid wore only pink cotton panties, the cleft between her cheeks hinting at the curves beneath. My daughter's body was maturing, the thirteen-year old's thighs had just enough shape to make her look older than her years, her skin still the silky smooth of youth. She turned, aware of me suddenly. She looked embarrassed, let her hand drop from her nose, blush appearing over her face. Orchid's nipples were hard, sharp flesh topping the tender curves of her young breasts.

I smiled back. “I love the way her panties smell. You like?”

My daughter nodded, said breathily, “yes... she smells so sexy...”

I walked to her and took her hand, the one holding Dahlia's soiled panties, brought it to my nose and inhaled. I shivered as I smelled my lover's scent, the feminine aroma rich and musky. I pressed the panties between us, and together, Orchid and I sniffed Dahlia's odors for a moment, soaking in the intense smells and sharing an intensely arousing experience.

I let her hand drop and took her breasts in my fingers, a soft moan coming from her lips. Orchid's body arched as I touched her, then she moaned as I sucked her breasts in one at a time, licking her sensitive teen flesh, tasting the salty sweat on her body.

My fingers slid down over her stomach, tickling her. She giggled but didn't pull away. I slid further, let my hand cup her sex over her underwear.

Orchid's panties were very damp.

I rubbed her a moment, said softly, “I'd like to smell yours...”

I knelt and kissed my daughter's smooth stomach, felt her quiver with each touch. I pushed her onto the toilet seat where she spread her legs and let me settle between her young thighs. She watched me, lips parted, panting, as I leaned closer and sniffed my daughter's crotch.

Heaven. She smelled like heaven. Musky, sweaty, aroused. Orchid's odors were intoxicating, arousing, rich with scents of her body, of her genitals. She'd not showered all day, the sweat soaking into the cotton fabric pressed against her private flesh. I sniffed my daughter's panty-covered pussy and inhaled the wonderful aroma as she shivered and ran her fingers through my hair.

I reached up and pulled the edge of her panties down. Orchid raised up as I moved them down her body, settling again on the toilet as I inched her dirty underwear lower. I watched as the gusset of in the fabric pulled away from my daughter's swollen, sweaty flesh. Sticky cream pulled tight into strands as the panties came away, light, thick discharge slick on her labia.

The panties free of her body, I brought them to my nose and inhaled again, sucking in my daughter's odors, my cock dripping precum freely onto the tile floor. There were several streaks in the crotch, one or two light brown ones, near the back, others were damp and thin. A pool of Orchid's vaginal discharge stuck to the center, sticky and creamy. I sniffed them once more, then sucked the fabric between my lips.

My daughter watched as I cleaned her juices from the panties, the strong pungent flavors heavy in my mouth. After a few licks, I tossed the panties to the side and inhaled directly against my daughter's crotch, the fresh and musky scent even better on her flesh.

Orchid moaned as I started to lap her thirteen-year old pussy, her discharge slippery and salty on my lips. Her body shook as I ate her, her clit rising quickly, throbbing as my tongue circled it. I parted Orchid's labia with my fingers and licked her deeply, the bright pink inside her vagina ringed by her soft, curly brown pubes.

I ran my tongue up and down her crotch, tasting the sweat and juices which had soaked on her flesh all day, the sharp bittersweet taint around her anus contrasting with the tart sweetness in her cunt. Orchid moaned and rocked her hips as I lapped her private flesh, the toilet creaking as she writhed.

I slid a finger into my daughter's young pussy, curled it up against her G-spot, attacked her clit with my tongue. She exploded with movement, loud moans, her body shaking, intense. I rubbed the rough spot and lapped her rigid womanhood, her body tensing, my daughter's face a mask of sexual pleasure, of urgency, of a rising climax.

I pushed a second finger into her body, this one into Orchid's asshole. Her cunt and anus clamped down, my tongue sucking on her clit. She bucked, “uhn... uhnnn... UUHNN... UHNNN... OOHHH... OOOHH, DAD.... OOOOHH... OOOOOHhh...” Orchid came hard around my fingers. Liquid shot out of my daughter's vagina and splashed against my palm. Another shot fired out, my daughter ejaculating as she came.

She was lost in her orgasm, her body writhing in release, her cunt sloppy and dripping her squirt, her anus clenching around my invading finger. I stroked her through her cum, then let her relax, my fingers withdrawing from her thirteen-year old holes, her body jerking slowly as her climax washed her with pleasure.

Orchid's eyes opened slowly, thin smile on her face. “oooh... ooh, Dad... wow... sorry... I... I think I peed a little...”

I looked at my wrist, saw the thin wetness covering my hand. I'd made women squirt before, and knew it wasn't uncommon for it to be urine instead of squirt. I sniffed the liquid, found it clean and fresh, then licked it, tasted none of the bitterness of pee. “Think not... You just squirted, Sweetie. God, that was hot, Orchid. You squirted on me... Mmm...” I cleaned my hand of my daughter's juices.

She was nearly out of breath, “squirted? You sure that I didn't pee?”

“Pretty sure... I'll explain later... right now... I want to be inside of you.”

I took her hand, helped her stand on quaking legs. I considered whether to take her right there.

Orchid said lightly, “how about my bed? We've never done it there...”

In seconds we'd crossed the hallway and entered her bedroom. I laid my daughter out on her bed where she spread her legs and offered me her sloppy young pussy.

I moved over her and she took me in her arms. I took my cock in hand and slipped it through her labia and into her vagina. Orchid cried out as I penetrated her thirteen-year old cunt. My daughter's pussy was slippery and wet, tight and swollen. I rooted in her, held still while my cock pulsed precum into Orchid's body.

I was over-exited by then. I'd watched her smell Dahlia's dirty panties, then saw the creamy discharge in her own. I inhaled against my daughter's cheek, could smell the sweat and excitement and raw sex on her flesh. Orchid had squirted on me! I relived that moment as I fucked her, felt again the hot juices spurting from my daughter's body and onto mine. I humped her quickly, her tight vagina coaxing me to orgasm.

I moved in and out of her body, her thighs wide open, her arms around my back. Orchid kissed my chest, sucked my nipples into her mouth as I fucked her, fucked her, spread her cunt with my penis. I rose up, my ass tightened, my body spasmed, and I unloaded in my daughter's vagina. “Unnnn... Unnnn... uuhhhh... OOOHHH... Orchid... OOOOHH... OOOHH... uuuunnn... uhhhnn...”

My sperm rushed out of my dick and quickly filled Orchid's thirteen-year old hairy pussy. Her body moved under me, with me, her tight hole milking every drop of jism I had into her. The burning, boiling semen sent shivers through me as I came in my daughter, slowing quickly to soft spurts, to a dribble. Sweat dripped from my body and onto hers as my orgasm crested, my seed soaking in Orchid's vagina.

My lips found Orchid's and her tongue explored my mouth as we panted together. My penis slowly became soft but was held within my daughter's tight cunt. I squeezed my ass cheeks, felt semen slip out the tip of my cock and into Orchid's body. God, I loved cumming in my own daughter.