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, 5'9, 145lbs, mid-back length nearly-black hair

Dahlia, Female, 36

	- Mother of Lily, Brent's fiance, 19 weeks pregnant

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

Lily (Lilian), Female, 10

	- Daughter of Dahlia

	- Dark-tan skin, 4'7, 70lbs, mid-back wavy brown hair, dark eyes, Native American features

Maria, Female, 19

	- Owner of Maria's Guest House, 19 weeks pregnant

	- Mocha-brown skin, Latina, 5'8, 150lbs, shoulder-length dark-brown silky hair

Maria was still clearly mourning, but her spirits were lifting with each hour. We surrounded her with love, not being too pushy if she needed alone time, but the teen seemed to relish our affection and Orchid, especially, was her companion in all senses. She had spent the night in Maria's bed after Dahlia, Lily, and I returned to the master suite. We shared breakfast the next morning as the first snow of the season began to fall. It was rather later than usual, but it had been fortunate that it had held off long enough for us to complete most of the transition into the new house and all the major deliveries had been completed.

The snow ended quickly and left a very-thin white covering on the ground. Dahlia wanted to head into town to run errands that had been left undone from the previous week and felt confident that she could traverse the tricky roads despite the snowfall. Maria and Lily went with her, and Orchid and I spent a couple of hours putting up paintings which had arrived a few days before.

Orchid's fourteenth birthday was just a few days away, and Dahlia and I had already gotten her the present I knew she most wanted. The new desktop computer had arrived the week the three of us were in Key West, and Dahlia had hidden the box in the storage room near the garage. We'd bought a top-of-the-line PC optimized for gaming. Orchid had always loved to play video games on her laptop, but the performance of that old machine was growing more sluggish by the day, and the new one would give her all the power she'd need for the latest generation of graphics-intensive games.

We sat in the library's lower level, I at the station where I'd put my desktop computer, and Orchid in a chair using her laptop. The wind blew through strongly, and the relaxing sound of the nearby-trees shimmying was just loud enough to hear inside. I loved that sound, and debated taking a nap.

“Dad,” Orchid said. I turned my head back towards her as she walked up to me, “I want something for my birthday...”

I replied, “okay... We already got your present. I think you're going to really love it.”

“Oh,” she said quietly, “that's okay, then.”

“Tell me,” I prompted, “maybe we can make it happen anyway.”

“Okay,” Orchid replied, “let me show you...”

She pushed my chair out a bit from the desk and settled onto my lap. The warmth of her body felt wonderful, her tight young ass covered in a pair of stretchy black yoga pants, barely concealing the fact that she wore no panties underneath. I felt myself stirring as she leaned forward and started punching something into my browser bar.

Amazon came up quickly, and Orchid put in some keywords and hit enter. Onto the screen, delicate lingerie displayed in distinct boxes. She scrolled and clicked on one, then said, “I really want this.”

I looked at the screen. She was showing me an arousing set of black and red underwear, the bra a lace underwire which, on the model at least, accentuated her cleavage and the fullness of her breasts. The panties were sheer with lacy fringe, see-through, though the model's privates had been carefully hidden by the camera angle. One of the photos suggested it was a thong, but it was hard to tell with the fairly-modest set of images on display. In addition, there was a set of nylon stockings, black and see-through, attached by clips to a thin garter belt around the model's waist.

“Well, that's interesting,” I said in a vast understatement, “what made you want this now?”

Orchid shrugged, “I dunno. I just want something sexy to wear. I really like this one.”

My penis was hardening the longer I thought about it. “Sure you want this specific set? Have you looked at others?”

Orchid nodded, “I like this one best.” She wiggled her ass a little, then added, “But maybe I could look at a few more.”

She used the mouse to bring up another set, this one white and angelic looking, a very-slight cameltoe visible between the model's legs. Orchid moved on, soon showing me a blue, frilly one-piece that had stretched over the model's breasts and through her legs, then an even more risque black and silver set which included a baby-doll camisole. “Maybe this one?” she asked, pausing at the last one.

I'd grown fully hard under my daughter's ass, and I had to shift to take some of the pressure off where it pushed uncomfortably against her right buttock. “I admit that is my favorite so far.”

“Mmm... I like it...”

“We could get both...”

Orchid turned back and smiled, “I thought you might say that.” She watched my face as she slid her body back and forth on my lap, stroking my shaft as she moved. Orchid stood briefly, then pulled the edge of my sweats down, my cock springing forth. She purred, pulling her yoga pants down to her lower thighs, then held my dick as she guided it into her little hairy pussy. My daughter was dripping wet with excitement.

I groaned as she sank down in my lap, then Orchid pretended to ignore the way I throbbed inside her vagina and went back to looking at lingerie. I enjoyed the teasing, excitement making my cock pulse in her body, surely spurting small drops of slick precum inside my daughter from time to time.

She showed me an outfit from a more playful brand, a sexy nurse outfit which included a skirt which barely covered the sheer white panties underneath, then she moved on to a leather dominatrix set which included a small crop and high-top heeled boots. I was drooling precum inside Orchid by this point and could no longer sit still.

“I think you like thinking about me wearing these,” she said as I began to thrust with my hips. Orchid's tight pussy was very wet and I felt it clench each time I began to slightly withdraw.

“I love anything you wear... or might wear... or don't wear,” I replied, my penis swelling in my daughter's vagina.

Orchid began to play with herself as we moved together. She leaned back against me, her back on my chest, and I kissed her neck, her breathing becoming quick and filled with light moans, her eyes closed.

“Oh, Orchid... You feel so good,” I whispered into her ear, “your pussy is so tight...”

She moaned and began to writhe, her fingers dancing between her legs, her yoga pants pushed down just far enough to give her access to her own private flesh. I felt her vagina start to clench tighter in rhythm with my thrusts, slickness building into a froth along my shaft. Wet flesh on wet flesh sounded like heaven in my ears, that unique symphony of a tight, slick pussy letting a hard dick move in and out combined with Orchid's sighs and moans to drive me quickly to orgasm. My daughter started to cum, and so did I.

I felt my release come in strong waves, pulsing my ejaculate into my daughter's vagina. I filled Orchid with cum as she rocked on my body, her legs drawing tight around her hand as my seed boiled into her cunt. I moaned into her ear and nibbled on her neck as I ejaculated, her cries of pleasure fueling me to squeeze every drop of semen I had into Orchid's pussy.

I shuddered as my cock became sensitive. Orchid's cunt held fast, not letting me slip out or grow too soft. She rested on me as I kissed her neck, then she turned and pressed her lips to mine. I could feel my cum slipping over my balls. “God, Orchid... you are so good...”

“You too, Dad... mmm...”

We held like that until we both became uncomfortable and needed to move. Orchid parted her thighs wide enough to let my dick slip from her vagina, another rush of semen moving down my softening shaft. Without cleaning up, my daughter pulled her yoga pants back up to her hips and tucked my cum-covered cock and balls back into my sweats. The wet spot on my pants was obvious, and I knew she had one, as well, though the dark fabric didn't show it as easily.

She sat back on my lap after a stretch, then said, “can I get them?”

“Absolutely. I'd love to see you in anything, Orchid. Pick a couple you like best and order them.”

She found the first red and black outfit and entered her sizes. I saw that she selected 32C for the bra size and I thought that must be a mistake. “You sure that's right?”

Orchid laughed, “I'm sure, Dad. They've been getting bigger, you know.”

I had to test that theory and wrapped my hands around her body to cup her young breasts. She was right. Somehow, without me really noticing, my soon-to-be-fourteen-year-old daughter's tits had grown from oranges to the size of grapefruits, the nipples still slightly puffy and pointed just up from center. They actually felt a bit heavy in my hands as I caressed them through her t-shirt. The soft mounds filled my fingers much more than they had before. I don't know how I had missed it. My young daughter was starting to look and act all grown up.

“Mmm,” she said, “keep doing that and I'm gonna put you back inside me.”

“Is that a promise?”

“Oh, yes.”

Naturally, I didn't stop.

- - -

“Maria and Lily got her presents while we were out,” Dahlia said as we sat on a couch on the top floor of the house, the girls downstairs making dinner. “She'll love them.” My fiance told me that Lily had bought Orchid a video game she knew she had wanted but couldn't play on the old laptop. Maria had purchased a small silver locket on a thin silver chain, and inside it showed a picture of the five of us we'd taken weeks ago outside the house when we'd first moved in.

“Wonderful. Those two are very thoughtful.”

I told Dahlia about the afternoon I'd shared with Orchid, how she'd wanted to get sexy lingerie for her birthday, and how, despite interrupting the process a couple of times to ride my cock, she'd put in the order on Amazon. “Have you noticed how her breasts have grown?”

Dahlia nodded, “Of course. Birth control and puberty can do that to a girl. They look like a young woman's breasts now, not the swollen puffy boobs she had when I first met her.”

“It happened so quickly.”

“That's what I went through. Flat to almost as big as they are now in about a year when I was eleven or so. They only got bigger when I had Lily.” Dahlia eyed me a moment, “I'm sure you haven't missed how mine have started filling out again.”

I leaned to my side and ran my hands over Dahlia's tits. “Mmm, yes... they are a bit more full than before.” I kissed her lips, “I am so turned on by you, Dahlia... you are so fucking sexy.”

I couldn't help pulling her shirt up and quickly unfastening her bra, letting her heavy boobs spill out into my hands. Dahlia leaned back and I sucked on her nipples a moment while I caressed her sides and traced the outline of the slight bulge in her stomach. I kissed my way down her body, sliding her slacks down and off, then inhaling against her panties. She'd worn them all day and I tingled as I sniffed the rich, briny scents on the fabric. Pulling them aside, I let my tongue drag slowly up her slit.

I tasted sweat and lightly-tangy cream, a hint of bitter urine, and a savory-sweetness which was uniquely Dahlia. Her labia parted and I found her wet inside, a thicker white discharge sliding easily onto my tongue. I swallowed everything I could.

Dahlia's hands ran through my hair as I ate her pussy. “I'd love to see Orchid in lingerie, Brent,” she said between low moans, “and Lily and Maria, too.”

“Mmmhmm,” I agreed as I probed Dahlia's pussy, “mmmhmm.”

“I think we should start... mmm... working on the... playroom...” she said, growing more aroused.

I kissed her hairy mound and brought her legs up to the sides of my head, then said, “what would you like to do there?”

“Mmm,” she replied, “so many things. I want... mmm... you to spank me properly... with a paddle...”

“You'd like that, would you?”

“Mmm, yes,” she breathed, her hips rising and falling, her hands holding my head still as she rubbed her clit against my outstretched tongue. “And I want to pee on you properly, and... mmm... you pee on me... in me... in my mouth...”

My dick was jumping at the thought. “My kinky lover...” I said quickly, returning my tongue to its position so Dahlia could rub herself against it.

“I want to tie you up... and be tied up,” she said, letting out little cries of pleasure, her hard clit throbbing against my tongue. “I want the girls to fuck me with strapons... MMMMMM!!!... and I want them to pee on me... OOOOHHH!... and I want... I want... I want to peg you... OOOOHHHH...” Dahlia came on my face hard, her hips moving past my tongue in sharp jerks. I held my tongue out as far as possible as she ground against it, her orgasming body shaking the couch with each movement.

Dahlia rested as fast as she'd came. In seconds she was panting for breath, holding my head so that my tongue was no longer touching her sensitive clit. “My God, Brent... oh my God... Fuck me...”

I rose to my knees and pulled her body towards me, slipping my sweatpants down and pulling my dripping penis out. I slid into Dahlia's pregnant pussy in one thrust, her channel slick and creamy, my cock quickly coated with her excitement. I started hammering her, worked into an aroused frenzy from her kinky revelations.

“You want... to peg me...” I said, not contemplating whether that was something I wanted, just so turned on that it turned Dahlia on that I didn't care.

“Mmm... yes... I think you'll... ohh... love it...”

“I might just... let you... unnnn...”

“I want to... ohhh... peg you while... you fuck... one of the girls... oh God, Brent,” Dahlia cried out, “cumming... cummiiiiing!”

I humped the woman hard as she came again, her cunt squeezing my cock. I hammered her pussy, holding her hips as her legs drew up to rest on my shoulders. I never slowed even as her orgasm faded, her breath coming in gasps and mine doing the same.

“You want,” I said, getting very close, “to put it... in my ass...”

“In your ass, Brent,” Dahlia replied, her arms pulling me down, pressing her legs further back against her body, “like you... put it... in mine...”

“While I... fuck... Orchid... and Lily... and Maria...”

“While you cum... in them...”

I groaned, “I'm cumming in you now... oh... fuck... uhhnnnnn... uhnnn...” I unloaded in Dahlia's pregnant pussy, flooding her channel and grinding myself against her, my lover's ankles squeezing my ears. I could just imagine filling Orchid's pussy while Dahlia fucked my ass. It was such an unusual fantasy that I throbbed my excitement into Dahlia's cunt, semen filling her completely.

I collapsed before my cock stopped spurting, the last jet splashing over Dahlia's slightly-bulging abdomen, leaving small, sticky pearls of cum on her skin.

I sank down beside my lover and she wrapped me in her arms. I could smell wet pussy and warm sperm and briny sweat in the air as I caught my breath.

“If that's just a fantasy, Brent, that's okay. If you aren't interested...”

“I'm willing to try anything twice,” I said with a smile, “and for you, I'd probably try it three or four times. More since I know how much it turns you one.”

She purred against my neck.

“Have you done that before? Pegged a guy?”

“Not yet... I wanted to, but I was too reserved to ever ask my ex. And before that... I was not so aware of my fantasies.”

“I love that you feel confident and safe enough with me to tell me.”

“I have others,” she said with a smile, “but that's good for now.”

“As do I,” I said truthfully, “but I think we should get our play room going so we can start exploring a few of these. I'm sure the girls will be thrilled to help us explore...”