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You Never Know Your Luck At Harper Valley
by Peter Pan (uds3@hotmail.com)

***

One might reasonably think Kylie and Jenna’s 
experiences in the "Pleasure Dome" would have slaked 
their thirst for all things carnal. Far from it. If 
anything it heightened both their awareness and need to 
pursue their own sexuality. (Mf, ped, orgy)

***

The antiseptic cream worked an overnight miracle and 
let’s face it, that particular area of a girl’s anatomy 
has enormous recuperative powers. Naturally I convinced 
them to let me re-apply some gel the next morning! Not 
forty-eight hours later, I had but pulled into our 
garage, having picked them both up at school and Jenna 
climbed over on to my lap straddling me, arms round my 
neck, with me still in the driver’s seat no less. Eyes 
the size of saucers, she tantalisingly mouthed the 
word, "Daddy!!"

Now call me perverted in the extreme, but I had long 
harbored a fantasy of doing it to both of them in the 
car – something just so erotic about the confines of 
your own mobile family unit, one that they had ridden 
in since being strapped into their own child-safety 
restraints. Its very familiarity proving somewhat of an 
aphrodisiac. Kylie was not helping either, giggling in 
the back seat and saying things like "I think she wants 
something dad!"

Looking as cute as a button and dressed as she was in 
her brief little school uniform, really had me at a 
disadvantage from the outset. I had only to slip both 
hands beneath her dress and her panties were right 
there – I was a lost cause. No sooner had I made 
contact with her knickers than she looked at me all 
innocent and pleading and I had to unzip. 

Feeling obviously very naughty, she drew her panties to 
one side – all this being conducted beneath the 
confines of her dress and quite outside anyone’s vision 
– and wriggled her little bottom around until she had 
what she wanted inside her. Holding me round the neck 
with both arms then she just basically fucked me stupid 
while kissing with all the passion she could muster. 
Lucky the garage door was down!

I suppose I should have called the Rape Crisis 
Center... but what could they do? Only time could heal 
my poor abused body – made worse by the fact that the 
instant I shunted her full of sticky stuff, she miaowed 
contentedly and was then replaced in less than twenty 
seconds by her equally kinky sister whose needs ran to 
more of the same. Fucking them fully dressed is as hot 
if not wilder than in their conventional semi-stripped 
condition. I led them purring upstairs after I had 
recovered my composure and told them to get on with 
their homework and leave me alone. This was to become a 
habit.

Taking them to school in the mornings became a risky 
proposition even, with inevitably one or other flashing 
me before we could back out of the garage. If that 
didn’t work I would glance up, hearing unusually loud 
giggles, and find Kylie with her hand up Jenna’s 
school-dress or Jenna making Kylie gasp by slipping a 
hand up beneath her breasts having a good feel. 

Either way, that back-seat was getting quite stained. 
God, all most parents have to do is make their kids a 
sandwich each morning... I was having to become the 
meat in the sandwich! One can only imagine what 
activities the two were getting up to in the privacy of 
each other’s room. As time went by I was beginning to 
have to imagine less and less.

It goes without saying that it took little persuasion 
on their part to get me to agree to take them to 
George’s place and the days wound down to that 
frighteningly quickly. I could sense their growing 
anticipation... if not my own. 

Larissa had called – several times in fact and we even 
managed a couple of nights out at a nearby coffee-shop 
during that preceding week. Wonderful nights they were 
too. Hours spent just talking and holding her and 
strangely with no need for gratuitous sex. I did make 
love to her one night before taking her home, 
encouraged to by Kylie, who whispered to me as she went 
to bed "She’s so nice dad and we know how much you love 
her... show her!" 

If an artwork is a window into the soul, then I painted 
a masterpiece that night. This was no fuck-session. I 
made love to her and she gave me what every true 
partnership demands – unspoken commitment. I still had 
no idea where all this was leading – but I so wanted to 
go there!

So, lets get down to it.

George’s house in a quite close neighboring suburb was 
not that large, and as far as the ‘party’ was 
concerned, less than twenty-five people had been 
invited. Nevertheless most of the regular faces were 
on-site. Jerry, Michelle, Warwick and Brianna, the 
three of us, Susie and Tanya. Mal and Cathy of course, 
Brad, Louise, another family I had never met - a pretty 
blonde with both parents, Wayne with his yummy daughter 
Caitlin and two or three unaccompanied men. Obviously 
their first time. By virtue of planned car-pooling, the 
entire contingent made it there in five vehicles, three 
being family people-movers. 

Notable for being the first party we had attended where 
due to the limited space in the house, everyone kinda 
drifted between the lounge, kitchen, dining room and 
rumpus area. It worked very well with never more than 
eight or nine people in a room at any one time. 
Whenever there appeared to be a dearth of guests, you 
could be sure some cutie or other had been whisked 
upstairs for a quick exploratory. 

Obviously it wasn’t just my two who were getting a 
taste for this, pretty much the instant the front door 
closed behind the last guest, everyone gravitated 
quickly to their chosen quarry. Kylie and Jenna (done-
up to the hilt in party dresses and hot eye-shadow) 
were such beacons of lust, their male following was 
forced to form an orderly queue.

Even I had to accommodate the imminent advances of 
Brianna, Michelle and Larissa – God we were a popular 
family! Jerry and one of the new guys made no secret of 
their desire for under-age entertainment, dragging 
Tanya off her mom’s lap and pulling her to the floor in 
one corner of the loungeroom. Open mouthed, the rest of 
us watched as they literally ripped her top off, pulled 
her bra down and began sucking her either side with 
considerable relish, and given the limited size of her, 
as yet not fully developed breasts, it was quite a 
sight. 

Susie completed the red-hot assault by kneeling in 
front of her daughter and pushing her skirt right up, 
displaying for all to see – the little girl’s hot pink 
panties, which she proceeded to rub most effectively 
judging by her daughter’s subsequent squirming.

The drinks and nibblies didn’t even get an early 
workout as the action in that corner catalysed everyone 
into frenetic activity. I found myself with Brianna 
huddled on one knee, Larissa on the other. Michelle 
would have shoved them both out the way had not Wayne 
and another guy seized her around the waist and dragged 
her out of the room to God-knows what fate. I just had 
time to call out to her "Soon as you’re free 
sweetheart!"

"That could be a while," said Larissa cheekily, kissing 
me and hugging Brianna to her at the same time. Things 
were looking really good here! With both girls nuzzling 
either side of my face I didn’t know who to attend to 
first, so much did I want the two of them. Looked like 
I would have to ditch my one-girl-at-a-time game plan 
and work on a double whammy template. 

Accordingly I reached up between them and began 
fondling both girls’ breasts. Not sure who was moaning 
and whimpering the loudest... I think it was me! 
Larissa’s eyes clouded over and I just had to kiss her 
deeply. My hand dropped to her leg and pushing her 
skirt higher, she spread her legs as much as the shared 
space on my lap permitted.

I was about to take Brianna’s skirt the same route when 
I discovered a fully unexpected obstacle – Larissa’s 
hand already up it! Damn me, I thought, Larissa is 
growing up fast! Between my hand back up under her 
blouse and Larissa’s in her panties, Brianna was in 
heaven. This you could tell by her breathing, 
trembling, generated heat... Oh yeah, and her pleading 
"don’t stop." 

Larissa on the other hand had let me undo her top, 
exposing both breasts now, while she was fingering 
herself to glory. Everyone on track for the big 
firework show, except me! Still, being the trooper I 
am, I saw them both off - content with kissing one 
after the other, while rubbing and pulling their 
breasts like the inarguable child-molester I was.

Nothing hotter than having a girl cum while sitting on 
you. Well, that’s not strictly true is it? having two 
cum on you at once is double the pleasure. Both managed 
it within seconds of one another, Brianna crying out 
"Oohhhhhhh," and Larissa whimpering softly as she shook 
like a labrador after its weekly bath. 

Unloading both their cute little asses, I went in 
search of my two. Not surprisingly I found Jenna in one 
corner of the adjacent lounge room permitting George to 
do things to her that in other circumstances would land 
him twenty years with hard labor. 

With both breasts free of her dress, which George had 
strategically unzipped at the back and tugged down well 
below nipple level, she was seated in a single chair, 
her legs draped across either arm, wantonly holding 
aside her knickers for him. Presented thus with an 
uninterrupted wide-screen window of opportunity, he was 
in the process of pushing his erection as far up her 
totally exposed pussy as nature would allow. She let 
out an "Uhhhh!" of total delight. 

Jenna saw me and smiled coyly. She is such a hot little 
tease now and really gets a boost knowing I am watching 
her being fucked silly. If anything, she spread her 
legs wider and arched her back as George began licking 
her nipples as he upped the rate of entry. Imagining 
the scene before me as being one of under-age rape, and 
quite frankly in the submissive position she was, 
that’s exactly what it looked like... .I found myself 
coming to grips with a whole new series of fantasies... 
all of them wicked in the extreme. 

They were shifting up a gear now and as he really began 
penetrating her with some force, Jenna began moaning 
and crying out for him to do it harder as she always 
does now when she gets this hot and abandoned. George 
was rubbing and pulling her breasts unrestrictedly and 
her nipples were as erect as I had ever seen them. She 
slid a hand down between her legs suddenly and began 
rubbing her pussy right above the point at which he was 
thrusting in to her. If I had taken out my own erection 
as I so wanted to, either I would have cum all over 
her, or wrenched George out of the way and raped her 
myself. Had to kneel this one out.

George was losing it. "Fuck Jenna, you are the hottest 
girl." he muttered, suddenly grabbing her around the 
bottom and pulling her to him. She slid down the chair, 
almost with her back on the cushion, but so wide were 
her legs now she looked like a year 8 gymnast. Letting 
go of her panties, which made no difference to either 
party at this late stage, she put her arms round his 
neck as he pumped her to seventh heaven. Jenna began to 
shudder and make totally lost "little girl" noises as 
George reached his zenith and shot a truck-load of cum 
into her as she thrust her hips forward with pleasure. 
I could watch endless replays!

"You do seem to find my daughter a rare pleasure 
George," I said. He turned and saw me there for the 
first time. Still getting his breath back, Jenna was 
sitting up and making herself look presentable. 

"She is just so sexy and beautiful he said, "I can’t 
get enough of her."

Not wanting to disclose our own incestuous 
pleasantries, I merely said,

"Yeah, know the feeling George. Larissa is kinda 
occupying my thoughts these days too. 

"Not just your thoughts either huh?" he added smiling. 
Jenna giggled. He had a point!

Turning to Jenna I asked her if she knew where Kylie 
was? 

"No dad, sorry," she said, "But Jerry and Brad took her 
somewhere a few minutes before you got here." I had a 
fair idea where knowing those two. As I turned to 
leave, I heard George say to her, "Have you had enough 
Jenna? Would you like a rest?"

She pulled him to her and whispered something. Next 
moment he was pushing her dress up her legs again and 
she was wriggling her knickers in his face. They were 
going to busy for quite a while by my reckoning.

"Have fun both of you," I called back to them. I doubt 
either heard.

Well seeing as a bedroom was the most likely 
destination they would have had in mind for my 
daughter, I headed off in that general direction, 
needing first to pass through the rumpus area. It was 
well named... there being definitely a rumpus in 
progress. 

I may have missed pretty little Cathy’s performance a 
fortnight earlier, understandably – given Kylie and 
Jenna’s stunning debut at Warwick’s, but I sure as hell 
was privy to her live and on-stage here. Where to 
start? Well by the time I arrived on-site they had all 
well and truly "started." "They" being two of the new 
fathers, a nice-looking girl in her late twenties maybe 
and Mal, her own dad! 

Cathy had on just her plain white knickers and what 
looked like the remnants of a matching bra. She was 
quite small up top and it looked to me that in their 
haste to either have a feel or suck of her hot little 
breasts, someone had ripped her bra. One pert nipple 
was half covered, the other exposed as the shoulder 
strap was clearly broken. That alone was highly 
arousing to gaze upon. What was being done to her 
though was enough to bring on a seizure.

They had her on a modular lounge. Sitting on the lap of 
one of the men whose name I never discovered, he was 
amusing himself finding out what makes little girls 
different inside their panties, while with his spare 
hand he must have been checking her for breast cancer! 
The other new guest, whose name I believe was Graham, 
was seated alongside the girl slightly side-on to her. 

Now, obviously a believer in the old maxim "share and 
share alike," he too had his hand down her knickers, 
the point of entry being somewhere around her right 
hip. Whose fingers were actually inside her, I couldn’t 
see... quite possibly both, judging by Cathy’s 
wriggling and pleasured hip movements. 

It just gets hotter! The girl, who anyone with 20-20 
vision would have to acknowledge as being just plain 
bodaciously sexy, was kneeling on the floor kissing the 
young girl full on the lips, her hands caressing her 
intimately, notably whichever breast the other guy 
wasn’t fondling. 

Cathy was responding with gasps, "ohhhh’s" and a heap 
of other hot little noises as she kissed her right 
back. What was just mind-numbingly arousing – she was 
visibly groping the older girl’s breasts inside her bra 
as she slid her tongue into her. 

Now, something tells me that Mal shares with Cathy 
pretty much the same hot incestual game-plan as Kylie, 
Jenna and I, and most likely all the fathers and 
daughters at these parties. Let’s face it, what dad 
would stand by and watch his daughter being multiply 
fucked and fondled and not want to keep the dream alive 
at home? Well, assuming circumstances permit of course. 
What daughter wouldn’t want it, come to that? Let’s get 
real! 

Anyway, to get back to the tableau. Mal was taking 
definite advantage of the opportunity at hand, so to 
speak. Not only was Cathy fondling Chantelle (as I 
heard her referred to once in a while) but Mal had 
positioned himself behind her and was probably the 
intitiator of her currently semi-stripped condition. 
Bra, panties and hot little anklet I noticed. Damn they 
are sexy!

Just as I got there, he began tugging down Chantelle’s 
panties and was presented visually with the hottest and 
smoothest little bum you could wish to spank... every 
bit as inviting as Jenna’s. Not that he made any 
attempt to spank it – he had other tunnelling sports in 
mind. Not wanting to disturb the girl’s kissing 
session, he simply had her kneel up a little higher and 
by parting her legs, he was able to extricate his 
erection and slip it up into her. 

I simply had to move around a bit to see that hotter 
than hot pussy from the front. God, did I want to fuck 
her! Yeah, I know, – take a number Noel! Needing to 
have some input however I did bend down, unhook her bra 
and get it off her... she looked so much better nude!

From Cathy’s viewpoint I probably didn’t do her any 
favors, as all the men were suddenly more interested in 
watching Chantelle get herself fucked silly in just her 
anklet. God, if she’s a "mother" her daughter could 
only be eleven or twelve. Mal must have been eating a 
lot of spinach recently – he took her apart. Absolutely 
had her crying-out for it. Just got to the stage 
Chantelle had to stop kissing Cathy and get down on 
all-fours while he completed a full re-bore. Cathy’s 
eyes were huge watching all this. 

They were even larger when Mal suddenly pulled out of 
Chantelle mid-cum and just grabbing his daughter off 
the man’s knee, ripped her knickers down and pretty 
much raped her on the carpet in front of everyone. So 
hot was it, that no sooner had he pulled out of his 
daughter, than Graham knelt down between the girls legs 
and holding them wide apart fucked her himself while 
the other dad bent over her and sucked her little 
nipples for all he was worth. If I hadn’t been looking 
for Kylie, I’d have been next... as it was, I thought 
about it.

Bestriding Cathy’s naked and abused little body, I took 
leave of the players and headed for the stairs 
opposite. Definite sense of deja-vu here. Last time if 
you recall, it was in search of Jenna. Being a smallish 
three bedroom house, I didn’t have far to look. Where 
else but the master bedroom? Muted conversation could 
be heard even from the top of the stairway. 

Now whether the plan had been to entice any further 
passers-by or they had just forgotten to close the door 
properly I couldn’t say, but the voyeur in me was 
presented with an immediate opportunity here. Ajar by 
almost a foot, several degrees of viewing were visible 
through the crack in the door. The dialog was in full 
surround sound too. By chance, the main bed was aligned 
with the viewing portal, or at least a good part of it. 
They had her dead center. 

"Do you like that Kylie?" It was Brad talking. They had 
her in just her bra and knickers by the looks of it. On 
her knees, elbows on the bed he obviously had his cock 
far up inside her. Jerry was the far side of her but I 
couldn’t see what he was doing.

"Yesssssss" hissed Kylie quite clearly, obviously being 
pleasured to the edge. "Don’t stop..." she added 
pushing back on him.

"Don’t stop what sweetie?" Brad asked.

"What you’re doing to me," she cried out, between 
gasps.

"It’s got a name Kylie," he teased her, "Tell us what 
we’re doing to you."

There was a long pause... 

"You know," she replied, "Don’t make me say it."

"But we want to hear you say it." Brad teased her... 
suddenly penetrating her way harder. I could see her 
body shaking, Also a hand appeared in view, fondling 
her left bra cup suddenly. Obviously Jerry moving up a 
cog.

"C’mon sexy face," he said, "Don’t go shy on us... tell 
us what we’re doing to you."

"Fucking me," she barely whispered. My own erection 
cranked up eighteen degrees hearing that.

"That’s right sweetie," Brad continued, "We’re fucking 
you... .and where exactly are we doing that? Tell us." 

"Oh ohhhhhh, in my pussy," she wailed as Brad began the 
home run.

He was grabbing on to her hips now and whether she was 
holding her knickers aside for him or he just had his 
cock slipped-in, I couldn’t see.

"There’s another word for it Kylie," Brad was gasping 
himself.

"Noooooo, don’t make me say that," she pleaded. The 
hand beneath her pushed the bra up, freeing her breasts 
and even at the distance I was, I could see how erect 
those hot little nipples were.

"Say it," Brad insisted... absolutely fucking her to 
the hilt.

"My c-cunt," I heard her say just before three things 
happened.

My erection reached instant and full potential. Kylie 
suddenly cried out "Fuck me Brad... fuck my... ohhhhh," 
she didn’t get to finish the sentence...as Brad 
obviously let go with the full broadside.

As he pumped it into her, she was just gasping and 
mewling face down on the bed with her bottom as high up 
as she could get it. 

Aside from tortured breathing, silence reigned 
momentarily.

"Well Kylie, that’s Brad’s second," I heard Jerry say. 
"C’mon, my turn again!" I could hardly believe this. 
They were using her like a slut and she was enjoying 
it.

I saw through the crack the two men move around. They 
had Kylie kneeling now between them and I could see 
more.

"Show us your tits sweetheart," Jerry was asking. 
Dammit. He didn’t have to ask twice as she pulled her 
straps down slowly, exposing both breasts to him. I saw 
him grope her and mutter "You have such hot tits 
Kylie... just like your little sister." My erection was 
straining to break through the confines of my pants.

Then I heard Brad telling her, "Show me your bum again 
Kylie." "Again???" Watching in disbelief as she knelt 
up a fraction and then deliberately began pulling her 
knickers down (no g-string today) before wiggling her 
bottom pretty much in his face. Jerry was still 
molesting her from the front with renewed vigor. I 
couldn’t see what, if anything Brad was doing to her.

"Ok cutie," Jerry was continuing, "Just take your 
undies right off for me, I want to fuck you naked." 

It seemed almost second nature to her as she peeled 
everything off just kneeling there now completely nude. 
Jerry was holding his impressive erection right before 
her.

"Kneel up a bit Kylie, let me do it front-on," he said. 
She did so and I watched dry-mouthed as he moved in to 
her, holding her round the hips with one hand, guiding 
his cock up into her with the other. As he penetrated 
her, Kylie tossed her head back in ecstasy and I saw 
Brad’s hands come up under her arms and begin fondling 
and groping both her breasts lustfully. Jerry started 
fucking her as she swayed back and forth, allowing 
herself to be completely dominated by the two of them. 

I had decided to call a halt to this as soon as he came 
in her. She’d had enough and besides... I was getting 
jealous!

As Jerry continued fucking her, Kylie was sighing, half 
sobbing with ecstasy. Brad’s hands dropped to her 
bottom. "Ever had two cocks in you sweetheart?" came 
the words that blew my coherent thoughts to kingdom 
come. I wasn’t going to allow this... but I couldn’t 
move.

Kylie’s eyes were closed but she managed to shake her 
head I saw. 

"Would you like to try it then? I think you’d love it," 
said Brad. I could see Kylie hesitating, trying to come 
to grips with what they were wanting to do to her. 

"Aw, c’mon sweetie," Brad was cajoling her. "Jerry’s 
cock in your hot sexy cunt and mine right up that cute 
little ass of yours, that would really get you off 
babe. He paused, "Why not take a day off school next 
week Kylie? Come over one morning and we can both fuck 
you for hours!"

"Noooooo," she finally got out. "That’s gross... dad 
would never want me doing that."

"Well what he doesn’t know won’t hurt him, will it?" 
Jerry added. Why was I paralysed and not in there 
punching him out I wondered?

Suddenly he pulled out of her. Laying himself full 
length on the bed, he pulled Kylie on top of him. I saw 
her breasts squashed up against his chest and Brad 
beginning to grope them hard again. Jerry started 
kissing her and quite without encouragement, I saw her 
manouvering herself into position for him to slip his 
cock up into her... her legs spread wide either side of 
him. 

It wasn’t the fact that now he began fucking her so 
hard her hair was jiggling all over his face, it was 
the sight of Brad kneeling up behind her, one hand on 
her naked bum and the other quite obviously rubbing 
juices, cum and whatever else was running out of her, 
into her forbidden zone. She was letting him!

I knew he had his finger well up inside her because she 
was wriggling and I heard Jerry say "Get her really 
lubed Brad." So wide were Kylie’s legs, Brad must have 
had the most incredibly open view of her twin rear 
portals, one of which was being fucked into 
insensibility. I heard Brad mutter "She’s so fucking 
hot in there," as he continued fingering and preparing 
her hot little bottom for deflowering. 

I was unable to move as I saw him approach her, 
erection in hand and as he then lowered it between her 
cheeks. I saw her stiffen as he obviously made first 
contact and heard Jerry tell her to relax. He slowed up 
his own rate of penetration to allow Brad entry. I had 
to watch this!

Kylie began moaning and then I heard her say, "Noooooo, 
that’s hurting." Brad backed off. "Just relax 
sweetie... once I’m in you it won’t hurt any more." He 
tried again, she grit her teeth and wanted Jerry to 
kiss her. Again though it was obviously hurting and she 
said, "No, please don’t, I don’t like it." This time 
though, Brad was persistent. It was her crying out 
"Stop it, I don’t want you to do that to me," that 
broke free my shackles. I flung the door wide and 
strode in. 

"I think you’ve had enough Kylie," I said, Brad 
withdrew clean across the bed.

She scrambled off the quilt and hugged me. Not knowing 
what I had seen of course, I wasn’t about to embarrass 
her and say anything. I just gave Brad an eyeful and 
told her to get dressed. She hadn’t been hurt, but I 
suspect given a nasty shock. 

"Thanks Kylie," Jerry called out somewhat routinely, 
"You were wonderful." She tossed him a half-smile as 
she zipped her dress up and we left the room.

I didn’t say anything and I don’t figure Kylie wanted 
to elaborate on recent developments either, but God, I 
just couldn’t shed those images of Brad’s finger up her 
backside as Jerry was fucking her to death. Some 
moments really do call for a JD and ice!

With my arm around her protectively I wanted more than 
anything else to take her home right then and fuck her 
softly in her own bed. Really lovingly and gently... 
I’d even lay odds of ten to one she’d have wanted it 
too. I know and understand how many readers are 
thinking right at this point "You sicko, exploiting 
your own daughters - you need help," and in truth I 
cannot defend my actions with any justifiable logic, 
but I have seen my daughters faces as I make love with 
them and if they are "feeling exploited," "hurt," 
"betrayed," "suffering inwardly," or in any way 
adversely affected, then their expressions are the work 
of the world’s greatest living actresses. We have grown 
up from birth in the ‘civilised’ world (as if) being 
force-fed the line that sexual relations between man 
and daughter are "wrong," "psychologically damaging," 
"disgusting," "contrary to nature" and "evil." Well 
what if they’re not? 

Such acts being forced upon an unwilling daughter are 
ALL those things but I tell you with absolute 
conviction, having been gang-raped by my own daughters 
in the front seat of my car... not only will I not be 
pressing charges... I love them all the more and can 
barely wait for tomorrow morning.

Ever present is, I must confess, a definite health-
risk. Obviously both girls are on the pill which 
although I agree is not 100% safe, offers no worse odds 
than screwing your boyfriend regularly. As for the HIV 
positive risk, its not like everyone in the group is 
getting out and about promiscuously. They’re all being 
delightfully promiscuous in pretty much the same little 
circle. "All for One and One for All" as it were. They 
are all good, clean, healthily aware families. Yeah, I 
know... nothing is guaranteed, but hell, any of them 
could pick up an overnight partner and find he/she was 
the wrong one. I have never seen a solitary rubber used 
by any male in the group. If that was mandatory... .I’d 
be joining the local sewing circle instead!

How the hell did I get sidetracked on to this subject?

As I ushered Kylie back through the rumpus room... it 
was almost empty now save for a very young girl in the 
far corner and what looked suspiciously like her dad, 
who was doing his darndest to get her panties off her 
as he kissed her rather salaciously. Little Cathy and 
her entourage were long gone evidently.

The dining room however was a hive of frenetic 
activity. No sooner had I dragged Kylie in behind me 
when a voice I recognised as Warwick’s assailed me. 

"Oh there you both are... been looking for Kylie for a 
while." I didn’t bother asking why. He pulled her to 
him and gave her a hug, holding her unnecessarily low 
down the back of her dress I noticed. She wasn’t 
complaining. Leaving her in his reasonably safe but 
decidedly lecherous company, I kept an eye out for 
Jenna. Neither she nor George were monopolising the 
chair any longer and had either discovered greener 
pastures or alternate partners. I suddenly felt my hand 
seized and looking around, found a breathless but eager 
little Michelle looking up at me.

"Hi pretty Shelley," I said. "Have you been enjoying 
yourself? As if I didn’t know."

"Of course," she replied smiling, adding quickly, "Oh, 
have you seen Jenna, Larissa and that other woman?"

"No... what other woman?" I asked. "Where are they?"

"Tanya’s mom... ... look, they’re just over there!" she 
pointed to the far side of the room where quite a few 
people had gathered. I dragged Michelle with me over to 
the clustered group. The ‘viewing audience’ would 
appear to be almost two thirds of the invited assembly. 
Moving closer with Michelle I could see why! It took 
all my powers of self-will to in fact remain on my 
feet.

"Oh my God," uttered Michelle. That underplayed it!

Don’t know what exactly was going on when Michelle 
first saw them but at this juncture, five people were 
now actively involved in the scenario being played out 
right before us.

Someone had obviously laid a whole lot of cushions from 
the lounge end to end and side by side, on top of which 
had been tossed a whole heap of scatter-cushions, 
making virtually a comfortable "nest" some six to eight 
foot square. Seated in the middle completely naked and 
with her legs being held wide-apart by Larissa and 
young Tanya, was my daughter. Both girls were topless, 
squatting in their knickers only. Susie, still dressed 
normally so far as I could see, was on her knees 
licking Jenna’s pussy so hard that she was literally 
crying-out in pleasure. 

I had to take a hold of Michelle’s breasts to steady 
myself. Other people I noticed were groping the nearest 
girl to them... daughter or not. A few girls were 
clearly rubbing their own pussies, watching it all 
unfold. Right then, Susie began saying something to the 
other two, following which both Larissa and Tanya 
reached across and began rubbing Jenna’s breasts and 
pulling her nipples, which everyone could see were 
incredibly erect. 

Even from the distance we were and with several people 
in front of us, it was obvious just how wet Jenna’s 
slit was. A fair proportion of the cum George had 
deposited there earlier was either leaking out or being 
licked-out by Susie herself. I could see Kylie and 
Warwick towards the other side of the onlookers and so 
absorbed was she in watching her sister’s predicament I 
don’t think she even noticed Warwick’s hand down the 
front of her party-dress, negotiating the contents of 
her bra.

Now... the fifth participant? No less a personage than 
George himself. And did he have the most enviable of 
tasks? Kneeling immediately behind Susie as she lapped 
Jenna from top to bottom, he began pushing her skirt 
high up her hips revealing Susie’s jet-black silky 
knickers. She began wriggling her bum, as much I 
suspect for George’s enjoyment as for the inter-active 
crowd’s pleasure. My grip on Michelle’s breasts 
increased and I felt her getting all hot and bothered.

Next thing, George just ripped Susie’s knickers down 
and pulled them right off. Still licking Jenna while 
she made good use of her fingers in the same general 
area, Susie arched her bum up, presenting George with a 
target that needed no computerised guidance-system. 
Larissa said something to her dad, the effect of which 
was to have him bury his cock all the way. Susie lapped 
even harder making Jenna wriggle and beg for more. 

My daughter’s breasts, I could see were being quite 
roughly treated by both girls but she was far from 
lodging any complaint, as she quite clearly was 
thrusting her shoulders back to give them even better 
access. Someone yelled out "Suck the girl’s tits" and 
Tanya, hot little bi that she obviously is, leant 
forward and did just that. Even hotter, was Jenna 
putting her hand around the back of the young girl’s 
head and pulling her even harder up against her 
nipples. 

Tanya began suckling her like a baby, while Jenna began 
fondling the girl’s fully unprotected breasts. I really 
have to talk to that daughter of mine! Right about 
then, most of the viewing audience crossed the line of 
rational behavior and began performing just about every 
indecent act you can imagine with the girl/man of their 
choice. 

Didn’t matter where you looked... girls were being 
stripped, dads fondling their daughters like crazy, 
girls kissing each other while slipping hands up inside 
one another’s panties. One mother between Wayne and 
another guy even, guiding a cock into her own pussy. 
Even I had to share Michelle, as one of the other new 
dads dropped to his knees and pushing her skirt up, 
began rubbing her pussy until she gasped for him to 
pull her knickers down and lick her too.

It just descended into a total orgy as both Tanya and 
Larissa were pulled out of the way for whatever 
pleasures the sex-nappers had in store for them. I 
didn’t care either at that moment. Only Jenna, Susie 
and George remained center stage, the girls just so 
totally absorbed in their own pleasures and George but 
moments from his own little Alamo.

I think the two of us must have raped Michelle standing 
up, two or three times each in the next ten minutes or 
so. We just kept turning her round and fucking her 
while the other held her. She certainly didn’t mind – 
besides, her dad was performing various sex acts with 
Louise over by the far wall . God knows where Brad was!

This was one out-of-control party and is probably a 
good place to take a well-deserved break. It’s almost 
3.05 pm and two hot little girls in even hotter little 
uniforms are waiting for me at the school entrance. 
Damn it to hell, I’m at the mercy of two teenage 
rapists the instant that garage door closes. I can see 
the inscription on the tombstone now. "He died a happy 
man: Harper Valley, March 2005"


(c) Peter_Pan 2005http://www.lulu.com/content/106537

Author's Note:

This concludes the 9th HV episode. Only another few 
will be submitted to "The Kristen Archives" as to 
publish all twenty-one of them, would compromise sales 
of "The Complete Harper Valley" itself and would 
additionally be most unfair to those who HAVE bought 
it. 

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The author does not condone child abuse, this story is
meant as an erotic fantasy not real life. Anyone acting
out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to
many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a 
fellow convict in their local prison.
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