The girls and I dashed into the house as the bitter cold north win whipped our blankets. Fran quickly closed the door behind, and the sudden warmth was almost overwhelming. Five mugs of steaming cocoa sat on the breakfast bar.

"I'm going to soak in a tub of hot water," I said, grabbing one of the mugs and heading to the bathroom.

"The tub's ready for you," Fran said. "Make sure the water's not too hot before you get in."

"You're wonderful."

"I certainly am," Fran laughed.

I soaked in the warmth and sipped the cocoa, and dozed off.

Fran nudged my shoulder. "Michelle's and Kimberly's mothers have picked them up. Donna's waiting for her uncle."

"You won't believe what happened today," I sighed.

"Try me," she said.

Except for a few "No shit"s and "Oh My God"s, Fran let me tell the whole story without interruption.

"You're right. It is unbelievable. If anyone else had told me this story, I would have laughed it of as a pedophile's fantasy on acid. That little girl in Denise's room is really that good of a cocksucker?"

"I kid you not. Except for you, that kid is as good or better than any grown woman I ever met. Do you think that Uncle Ralph is fucking her already. I don't know if they're actually fucking, but I think that it's possible. According to her, he has an average size dick."

"It depends on how much time he's spent stretching her out, I guess," Fran said.

"I feel like some witch has cast some kind of sex spell on me, or slipped Love Potion #9 into my coffee."

"I don't think that it's you," Fran said. "It's Denise. She has animal magnetism. Sex magic. Something."

"Denise?"

"I sensed something in her for a couple of years now. Sometimes I get wet when she just says, 'Mommy.' Sometimes her giggle will make my cunt quiver, and I know that she's giggling about something sexy. Sometimes, I see her sit on Daddy's lap, and give you a little kiss. I visualize - and I mean that I actually see - y'all naked, kissing passionately. I see you finger fucking her while she stroke your cock. I don't know how many times I've gone to the bathroom and jilled off to those visions. There are mornings when I wake her up...I just want to bury my face in her pussy."

"Holy shit."

"Everything that's happened in the past 24 hours, has happened because of Denise. Whatever it is that she possesses, came out in full force yesterday. It came into full bloom when you picked her up for the Daddy Daughter date. When she looked at you, I knew that sex was going to happen, and I envied you."

The door bell rand.

"That must be Uncle Ralph," Fran said. "Don't bother getting dressed. Just put on a robe and come down."

I dried off and threw on my robe. Uncle Ralph wasn't what I expected. He was a little guy. A bantam rooster type. A 5'6" 120 pound cowboy. He wore a black cowboy hat with a flat crown and flam brim, bent down fore and aft. He sported a slightly bushy mustache that ran from his upper lip down to either side of his chin. Brown leather coat with fleece collar and lapels worn out jeans - not the phony factory faded crap - and scuffed black western boots.

He grinned from ear to ear when he saw me. "At last, I have the honor of meeting the Coolest Dad in town."

Fran laughed, "I hope y'all will excuse me. I've had an exhausting day. I'm going to relax in bubble bath, drink some camomile tea and go to bed."

As soon as we heard the bathroom door close, and the water running, Donna said, "Uncle Ralph, Mr. Hyde has the biggest cock I've ever seen. It looks like those monster cocks you see in those 'X' Rated movies you have. Well, not as big as Johnny Wadd's."

"Johnny Wadd?" I laughed.

"He's..."

"I know who he is. I didn't think that anyone watched the old stuff any more."

Uncle Ralph said proudly, "I collect Classic Porn. I have the entire Johnny Wadd series, all of the Mitchell Brothers movies, Autobiography of a Flea, The Devil in Miss Jones, the Taboo series, Cafe Flesh, several hippie productions.

"What's he talking about?" Denise asked.

"Old timey porn," Donna giggled. "You gotta see Autobiography of a Flea. It's funny and sexy."

"Debbie Does Dallas? Deep Throat?" I asked.

"Got 'em."

"One of Uncle Ralph's wall is shelves full of porno DVDs."

"Wait a minute!" Uncle Ralph said. "Let's get back to the subject that led to the classic porn discussion: Mr. Hyde's monster cock."

"Oh, Yeah," Donna said. "Show him, Mr. Hyde."

Denise tugged at my belt, and the robe fell open. She cradled my cock in both hands, as if presenting it for inspection.

"Damn, man," Uncle Ralph gasped. "That's a big one, and fucking beautiful."

"Mommy says it's the most beautiful cock she's ever seen," Denise said.

Uncle Ralph looked at me and my daughter questioningly.

Donna laughed, "Denise listens to Mr. and Mrs. Hyde when they're fucking."

"May I?" Uncle Ralph asked, reaching toward my cock.

"Be my guest."

He took it in his hand, like he was weighing it. "Nice and heavy. Low hanging balls. Definitely a porn quality penis."

Denise glanced toward the stairs and said, "Let's go to my room."

The previous owner added a den to the rear of the house. It became Denise's bedroom.

"Daddy, may I suck Uncle Ralph's cock? Donna sucked yours."

"That really turns you on. Doesn't it, Ray?" Ralph chuckled. "Your dick lurched when your lovely daughter asked Daddy's permission to suck another man's cock."

I couldn't deny it. I shocked myself. I wanted to watch my daughter suck another man's cock.

"Does it turn you on, Daddy? You like it? You want me to suck his cock."

"Yes, Baby. I can't believe how much it turns me on. I am shocked and amazed at how much it turns me on. I want to see his cock going in an out of your beautiful mouth."

"I'll try to swallow all of his cum, Daddy. You want me to swallow his cum?"

"Yes, Denise. If that's what you want to do, swallow his cum."

"Maybe your Daddy wants to watch my cock shoot cum all over your sexy face."

I gasped and my rigid member lurched again.

Donna giggled, "I wanna see you cum all over Denise's face. He does that to me sometimes, then licks it all off."

Another gasp. Another cock spasm.

"You wanna see that, Daddy?" she asked excitedly. "You wanna see Uncle Ralph cum all over my face."

"Mr. Hyde, you wanna see him lick it off of Denise's face?" Donna giggled.

"No," I said emphatically. "I want to lick all of Uncle Ralph's cum off of my daughter's beautiful face."

"Cool!" Ralph said. "Where have you been all of my life?"

I giggled. I can't believe it. I fucking giggled like a little kid.

Denise took almost three inches in her mouth.

"No!" Donna said. "You gotta kiss his cock, and lick it and play with it before you really start sucking on it. Here, I'll show you."

Donna took her uncle's turgid phallus in her hand. "Lick up the bottom side. Start with your tongue down on his ball sac." She demonstrated, and my daughter watched intently. "Be gentle with the balls. Take one of them in tour mouth and hum. Uncle Ralph loves that."

"You didn't do that when you sucked Daddy's cock."

"I didn't want Michelle and Kimberly to know how much I knew about cock-sucking. Yet." Donna giggled. "It's called tea-bagging when you take the sac in your mouth."

Denise giggled, "Daddy talks about tea-baggers sometimes. But he makes it sound like they're stupid."

Uncle Ralph laughed. "That's a different kind of tea-bagger, Baby. It's about politics, not sex."

Donna wasn't about to be distracted from her Cock-sucking 101, class. "Kiss his cock." she showers it with kisses. "Nibble on it." She demonstrates. "Use the tip of your tongue on his cum hole."

"Okay," Denise said impatiently. "Let me do it!" She licked the underside of Ralph's cock, slowly and sensually, from his sac to his glans, teasing his cum hole with the tip of her tongue. She nibbled and kissed and licked before looking up and asking, "How am I doing, Uncle Ralph?"

"Mag-fucking-nificent, Baby." then grinning at me, "Your little girl is a natural born cock-sucker."

Denise took it in her mouth.

"Use your tongue," Donna said, opening her mouth and laying her index on her tongue and showing Denise how to cradle the cock with her tongue. Move it back and forth while you suck."

"That's it," Ralph sighed. "Oh yeah. That's great, baby. Suck it. Suck my cock."

"Suck it Denise," I said, kneeling down beside her to get a close view. "Suck Uncle Ralph's cock." I kissed her cheek, and jacked off while I watched.

I felt Ralph's right hand on the back of my head, and saw him put his left hand on the back of my daughter's head. "Isn't this hot? Watching your daughter giving another man a blow job?"

"Oh, God, Yess," I said.

"This is so fucking hot. I'm about to blow."

"Take it out and cum on her face," Donna said.

"Cum all over my daughter's face! I want to lick another man's cum off of my little girl's beautiful face."

Ralph freed his cock from Denise's mouth, grasped it with his right hand and pumped furiously.

"Keep your mouth open, Denise, so you can catch some of his cum and taste it and swallow it."

My cock erupted onto my daughter's left leg when the first blast of Ralph's semen splattered her forehead, the second went directly into her mouth. I was licking cum off of her forehead before he finished ejaculating, and some of it hit my left cheek.

"That feels good," Denise giggled. "Do you like licking someone else's cum off of my face, Daddy?"

"Yes, Denise. I love it."

Donna started to take off her clothes. "Y'all wanna watch Uncle Ralph fuck my butt?"

"Sorry, Donna," Ralph said. "I'm afraid that we don't have time. I have to get you home, clean you up and get you ready for Mamaw and Paw Paw. You're spending the night with them so y'all can get an early start for your trip to the zoo."

"Oh. I forgot. Fucking zoo."

"You love the zoo.

Yeah, but I wanna play with Denise and Mr. Hyde."

"I think that, under the circumstances, you can call me Ray."

"No!" Ralph said adamantly. "Under any and all circumstances, you are Mr. Hyde, and I am Uncle Ralph. We can't let outsiders see any sort of close familiarity. Denise can call me Mr. Watson or Uncle Ralph."

"Right," I agreed.

As I stood, he grasped my cock and shook it like he was shaking hands. "It's been a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Hyde."

"The pleasure is all mine, Mr. Watson," I said, shaking his cum-coated dick.

Denise and I escorted them to the front door, and the made a mad dash to his Peterbuilt tractor.

"That was so much fun, Daddy!" Denise giggled.

"It sounded like it," Fran chuckled. She was standing naked at the bottom of the stairs.

"Mommy!?!"

"I heard everything," Fran said. "Damn, it was hot. I wish I could have seen it."

Denise dashed to her mother and launched herself onto Fran, wrapping her arms around her neck and legs around her waist. "You're not mad, Mommy? You liked it!?!"

"Mommy liked it a lot. Mommy fucking loved it."

I cleared my throat. "Mommy knows everything."

"Your Daddy is incapable of hiding anything from me," Fran explained. "He can't lie to me, and doesn't even try. We have no secrets from each other."

"And you're not mad at me?"

"Of course not. You are beautiful and sexy, and I expected you to want to have sexy fun."

"Why didn't you come into my room when we were having sexy fun with Donna and Uncle Ralph?"

"Because I don't want anyone to know that I know what's going on."

"Why?"

"You know that it's very dangerous for Daddy and Uncle Ralph and Mr. Murphy to do what they're doing. They could get in big trouble."

"Who's Mr. Murphy?" Denise asked,

"Peggy's father."

"Oh yeah," Denise nodded. "I know about getting arrested and going to prison and getting beaten up and ass raped and maybe killed."

"If anything goes wrong, I want the world to think that I'm just an innocent bystander. That way, I'll be able to keep you. You can't let anyone know that I know. Okay?"

"Okay,Denise agreed. "I forgot about Peggy and her Dad. Can we go to that chat room and talk to them?"

I explained that Steve was out of town doing construction work and wouldn't be back for a week, and that Peggy was with her grandparents.

"Can...May we go to the chat room anyway?"

"Yeah," Fran said. "Let's check it out."

We went to the computer. I found the chat room, adopted a nickname of Den-RayX. I saw stevinpeg.

I typed in, "Seen a good movie lately Stevinpeg?"

He immediately invited us to to private chat.

Stevinpeg: Had a great time at movies. Is Denise there?

Den-rayX: D. I'm here. (I'm typing for Denise. I'll put D at beginning if she's speaking.

Steveinpeg: how was the dance.

Dan-rayX: D fun! Did u sniff my panty?

Steveinpeg: I'm sniffing them now.

Dan-rayX: D. like my pussy smell?

Steveinpeg: do u have cam.

Den-rayX: switching to cam now.

Fran stood to my right, out of camera range, but still in a position where she had a good view of the screen.

Steve's image came on. He appeared to be in a motel room. His eyes popped open when he saw that we were naked. Denis sat on my lap, with her back to me and her legs on the outside of her legs.

"Since you showed me your daughter's pretty pussy yesterday at the movie, I thought that it would only be fair to return the favor." I said, placing a hand on each of Denise's knees. I spread them further apart, and slid both hands up her inner thighs until my hands framed her puffy pubic mound.

"I can't believe that I did that," he said, obviously amazed by his own actions. "I mean, we've fooled around a little in public. Like we would ride crowded elevators, where she'd rub her back against my crotch. After a heavy rain, we'd go downtown and I'd carry her across flooded gutters. She would jump up on my frond, with her legs around my waist, rubbing her pussy against the lump in my pants. Or she'd sit on my lap on a crowded bus. But I've never openly molested her in public."

"You're kidding!" I said. "Yesterday, it looked like y'all were very experienced."

"Peggy and I thought that you two were experienced at it. I mean, when I saw the way you two looked at each other, I was positive that there was a sexual relationship. I just knew that we were kindred spirits."

"I had never done anything like that with Denise. I never even thought about it...well, maybe a thought drifted across my mind from time to time. But there had been no 'inappropriate touching' outside of accidental touches when we were rough housing. And when I say 'accidental' I mean that it was actually accidental, not 'accidentally' on purpose accidental. But once I saw you and your beautiful daughter kissing, a green light went on in my head, and I couldn't stop myself."

"Did you two do anything after you left the movie?"

Denise nodded and nodded her head emphatically.

I whispered, "You can't tell him about today."

"We had lots of fun," she said excitedly, and proceeded to tell him every thing that happened from the time we left them until the the time we left the Wal-Mart parking lot.

"No shit? The Wal-Mart parking lot!?!" he exclaimed, stroking Denise's panties to his nose, and stroking his uncircumcised cock, which appeared to be between 7 and 8 inches long, and not too thick. "Me and Peg have been fooling around for a little more than a year and a half now, and that's as far as we've gone."

"How did you and Peggy get started?"

* Steve and Peggy's story is told from Steve's viewpoint:

Fifteen years ago, I was seduced by a 15-year-old girl, Cynthia, while I was building a deck and privacy fence around an above ground swimming pool at her parents' house. I was 23-years-old, less than a year out of college, when Dad gave me contract and a two man crew. It was the first time that I was given a job to design, estimate costs, and build. I didn't lose money, but I wound up paying myself minimum wage - state minimum wage, not union minimum wage. I was running behind schedule, so I worked alone on weekends to catch up and not go over budget.

Two weekends in a row, Cynthia was left home alone for at least 12 hours on Saturday and Sunday. She asked if it was okay if she swam while I worked. I wasn't really paying attention to her until she dove in. I looked as she came up to the surface. The skimpy hot pink bikini top was nowhere to be seen. I don't know anything about measurements and cup sizes, but she had a nice set of jugs for a 15-year-old kid. She was hot. I was fucking her by the next day. A month later, she told me that she was pregnant. Dad expected me to do the honorable thing and marry the girl.

A month after the wedding ceremony, she had a miscarriage. I thought that we had a good marriage. The sex was fucking fantastic. I was working my ass off. . Dad's business grew with the housing boom, and I was running five and six crews of framers at a time - sixty and seventy hours a week to keep up with demand. Then, Cyn got pregnant again, and gave me Peggy nine years ago. Then, the housing bubble burst, and Dad died of a massive heart attack in his sleep.

Mom was our accountant. She told me that she didn't want me to work myself to death. "There's more to life than chasing the almighty buck. She got me into the disaster sub contracting business. Mom negotiated the contracts, and hired sub sub contractors when necessary. I supervised the crews. I brought home a lot less money, and it didn't matter. I was spending more quality time with my family. I was happy. Peggy was happy. Cyn ran off with her meth dealer.

Cynthia's 14-year-old brother, Jack, was living with us at the time, and worked for me part time while going to high school. When he heard what happened, he went to his room and started packing. Peggy threw a fit. She didn't want him to leave. The thought of Jack leaving upset her a lot more than the fact that she had just been abandoned by her mother, so I asked him to stay.

Jack was a good kid. He was a mediocre student, but a pretty good tennis player and swimmer - pretty good, but not good enough to get a college scholarship. He was ... is... a good worker. He started mowing lawns and doing odd jobs for neighbors at 11. I started paying him to do clean-up work at construction sites. Then when he was in high school, he worked for me full time during the summer. I loved the kid. I told him that he could live with me and Peggy as long as he wanted to.

About nineteen months ago, I walked out of the house to do some grocery shopping. I opened the car door and sat down before realizing that I had forgotten my keys. I slammed the car door and walked back into the house without closing the front door, and discovered my lovely little seven-year-old daughter straddling her 16-year-old uncle's face, and holding her shorts and panties to the side while he licked her pussy. There was a brief flash of anger followed immediately by a surge of blood to my cock. I stepped back out of sight and slammed the front door. I walked in and told them that I had forgotten my keys. I nearly cracked up at the expression on their faces. They tried so hard to look innocent, when they knew that they were guilty as hell. I got my keys and told them that I would be back in about an hour.

I did the shopping, then stopped at a pizza place and called home from there, asking what kind of pizza they wanted for supper. Then told them that I would be home in about 45 minutes. I couldn't be angry with Jack. He obviously wasn't forcing himself on Peggy, who was obviously enjoying what he was doing to her - or for her. As I wondered what to do, I had flashbacks of seeing that innocent/guilty look when I walked into a room where they had been playing. I jacked off to the vision of my daughter straddling the teenager's face.

The next morning, a Sunday, I sat them down, told them what I saw and asked how long they had been fooling around. I could tell by his posture that Jack was prepared to take his ass-kicking like a man. He was scared shitless, but he wasn't going to run. Peggy started bawling.

"Nobody's in trouble. Nobody's going to be punished, as long as you answer my questions truthfully. Please, for your own good, don't let me catch either of you in a lie."

They looked at each other, and nodded.

"Jack, how did this get started, and how long have you two been fooling around...sexually."

"I don't know...it just sort of happened. I mean when we would,,,you know...play wrestle and tickle and stuff. We'd sometimes accidentally touch each other's ...privates."

"He didn't mean to, Daddy," Peggy whimpered. "I mean we didn't do it on purpose...at first."

"Go on," I said calmly.

"Well sir, one day Peggy accidentally grabbed my...er..thing..."

"Thing? Which thing was that?" I asked, unable to suppress a little smile.

Jack wasn't looking at me and didn't catch the brief grin, but Peggy saw it, and her eyes brightened. "Cock," she said. "That's what he calls it. Or sometimes, dick or peter."

"Okay Jack, so one day she accidentally grabbed your cock. Was it erect? Did you have a hard-on before or after she grabbed it?"

"It was already hard," Peggy said.

"You could tell that Jack's cock was hard before you 'accidentally' grabbed it." It was a statement, not a question.

Jack cleared his throat. "I had accidentally touched her ... down there... a few times. Really accidental. I swear."

"Down where?"

"Uh...er...her crotch."

"Peggy?" I asked. smiling at her. "Did you like it when Uncle Jack touched your crotch? Or did you move it away from his hand?"

"No body gets in trouble?" she asked. "Nobody gets punished."

"As long as you tell me the truth, you will not get in trouble. You will not be punished for telling me the truth."

"You won't get mad at Uncle Jack or punish him or make him go away if I tell the truth."

"Your Uncle Jack is safe as long as I don't hear a lie. As long as you both tell me everything. Every little detail."

"He was picking me up off the floor like this, with one hand here," placing her left forearm under her rib cage with her hand on her left titty - not that she had a noticeable titty. "And his other hand here," placing her right hand on her inner thigh from behind. "And when he picked me up, his hand slipped up to here, to my...crotch." The edge of her hand pressed hard against her crotch.

"You and Jack don't call it your crotch. What do you call it?"

She's a bright little girl, and she could tell that I was forcing myself to keep a straight face.

"We call it my pussy or cunt or twat," Then she giggles, "He sometimes calls it my soft clam."

"Clam?" I laughed.

Jack made eye contact, and, in that moment realized that I was enjoying myself. Then he looked down and saw the bulge in my jeans. He lets out a sigh of relief and every muscle in his body relaxes as he slumps in his chair, and attempts to suppress a nervous giggle.

"He showed me a video of a clam on the 'puter. You know, how it opens and closes."

"That was accidental, Jack? Picking her up like that and having your hand press against her pussy?"

"Yes sir. Honest. That first time, it was really an accident."

"And you immediately pulled your hand away."

"Uh...not really. Peggy wouldn't let me. She squeezed her legs together and sort of trapped my hand.."

"Peggy, " gasped in mock astonishment. "You wouldn't let Jack remove his hand from your pussy, cunt, twat, clam!?!"

She giggled naughtily and shook her head.

"She said that she liked it," Jack said.

"I suspect that you liked it too, Jack, and didn't exert yourself too much trying to extract your hand from that position," I said, staring at the growing lump in his pants.

"I'm guessing that's when the sexy fun and games really got started."

"Yes Sir," Jack said. "We started touching and feeling 'accidentally' on purpose, then we quit pretending to have 'accidents' and every was done on purpose."

"When was this?"

"Last summer. The Fourth of July."

"My daughter was barely seven-years-old when you started molesting her," I said, looking directly at Jack's bulge while reaching down and adjusting mine.

"Yes sir."

"I'm not going to tell you to stop," I said. "Because sex is addictive. Once you start, you just have to have more and more. If I told you to stop, you'd just sneak around and do it behind my back."

Peggy jumped up on my lap, hugged me and kissed me on the mouth. "You're the bestest daddy in the world."

Jack laughed, "Thank you for not killing me."

"Hey, I don't blame you. I know I would have done the same thing if I was in your place." I said. "From now on, when there are no visitors, you can do whatever you want to do whenever, wherever and however you want to do it."

"Really!?!" Jack gasped.

"As long as make good grades in school. If your grades start slipping, you wear chastity belts."

Peggy's eyes went wide in surprise. Then she grinned naughtily. "Daddy, what if we wanted to do it right here right now"

"When I said whatever, whenever, wherever and however, Peggy, I meant it," I said. "But, I must warn you that if you do it in my presence, I'll get naked and stroke my hard cock while I watch. That's what I wanted to do when I saw you straddling Jack's face and making him lick your hot little cunt."

"Can we all get naked, now?" Peggy giggled.

I stripped in a flash, and my daughter gawked at my erection, It's not huge - just a tad over seven inches - but it's fairly thick, and sticks straight out. Jack Peggy and undressed. He had a slender six incher that stuck out and upward at a 45 degree angle. I had never seen my daughter as a sexual being. I'm not going to lie to you and say that I never had sexual feelings for her and thoughts about her. But at that moment, I saw her as a female exuding sexuality. My little girl touched my cock. I ejaculated.

Peggy giggled, "Uncle Jack cummed the first time I touched his dick too."

"Where'd you learn to eat pussy, Jack?" I asked.

He blushed. "I've seen it on some porn vids."

"Let's retire to my king size bed, and I'll teach you how to do it right," I said, scooping up my naked daughter and heading to the bedroom.

I plopped Peggy down on the bed, and knelt on the floor beside her. "See this soft padded part of her pussy?"

"Uh huh," Jack mumbled.

"That's the pubic mound, the labia majora - the large lips. You spread those, and you see these flaps of skin. These are the the labia minora - small lips. These are much more sensitive than the outer lips. They loved to be sucked on. And right here, at the top of the inner lips is -"

"The clit!" Jack said.

"Correct! It really loves being rubbed, licked, sucked and nibbled. It's the girl's version of a cock." I teased my 7-year-old daughter's clit with the tip of my tongue. Her hands grasped handfuls of hair and humped her daddy's face. I licked and sucked and nibbled while she squirmed and bucked wildly, then suddenly went stiff as a board as I brought her to a screaming orgasm. She fainted, collapsing on the bed, limp as a rag doll.

Seconds later, she blinked her eyes and stirred. "Oh, Daddy, what happened?"

"Are you alright, Baby?"

Peggy blinked and nodded.

"Daddy gave you an orgasm, Peggy. You came. Did you like it?"

"Do it again!"

I did it again, sticking my tongue into her young cunt until the tip pressed against her cherry. My tongue stretched her hymen until she flinched. I tongue fucked my 7-year-old daughter's pussy, then sucked her inner lips. Peggy wiggled and squirmed and whimpered and moaned, Then I attacked her stiff little clit, and finger fucked her hot wet cunt at the same time. Her hands grasped my head and wrapped her legs around my neck, humping my face wildly.

"Eat my pussy, Daddy!" she squealed. "Eat my pussy!"

"Oh, Baby. Daddy will eat your sweet little pussy whenever you want me to."

"Me too, Peggy," Jack said. "I'll eat your pussy whenever you want me to."

I had forgotten that Jack was in the room. I brought Peggy to another earth moving orgasm.

It took her maybe five minutes to recover. "Eat my pussy, Uncle Jack."

He dove in and Peggy grabbed his head, and told him exactly what she wanted him to do; "Lick my pussy... Suck my little lips... Lick my clit... Suck it!"

It was so incredibly hot, watching my 16-year-old brother-in-law perform cunnilingus on my 7-year-old daughter. I masturbated, and ejaculated all over her little body. I licked my cum off of her body, while Jack continued devouring her soaked pussy.

Peggy came again, and collapsed on the bed.

"Will you suck my dick, Peggy," Jack asked.

"Let me rest," she said.

"Daddy can teach you to be a fantastic cocksucker," I said.

"Okay," she giggled.

"Jack, would you object if I sucked your cock?"

"Uh...No sir! I wouldn't mind."

"Peggy, there's much more to being a great cocksucker than merely sucking on a hard dick." I explained. "The secret is in your tongue." I showed her how to cradle the cock on her tongue. I caressed and stroked jack's rigid little member, I licked and kissed it from sac to head. I took his testicles in my mouth and hummed, sending a resonance from the balls to the brain.

"Holy shit!" Jack exclaimed. "That was weird...good weird...very good weird, but strange and hot, like you were vibrating my nuts and my brain at the same time."

"It's called a Hum Job or a Hummer."

"I nearly shot my load."

When he said that, I sucked his cock hard, using every technique his slutty sister used on me.

"Cum in Daddy's mouth, Uncle Jack." cum in his mouth."

The 16-year-old grabbed my head, and face fucked me while my daughter watched and giggled.

Cum erupted into my mouth, filling it faster than I could swallow. Some of it dribbled down my chin. Peggy put her hands on my face and spread the cum all over, and rubbed it in. I came on Peggy's belly.

A few months later, Jack popped her cherry. After the dramatic build-up to the event, it turned out to be a non-event.

"Ouch....Is that it?...it just stung a little. Not as bad as a mosquito bite."

A year later, and I was fucking her.

I loved watching Peggy and Jack fuck, and started imagining watching someone else fuck my daughter. We would go to the daddy daughter chat rooms, but I was afraid that anyone who seemed interested was a cop setting up a sting.

I had given up hope until I saw you two at the movie. Both Peggy and I thought that you were sexually involved. I couldn't resist playing with Peggy's pussy. I can't believe that I gave you permission to finger fuck her.

* Story resumes from my point of view

Fran could take it no longer. She was frigging herself while Steve told his story. "Fuck it!" Fran said, stepping into view of our web cam. "I wanna play too!"

"Steve," I said. "I would like to introduce you to my lovely wife, Fran."

"Holy shit," Steve said. "You're gorgeous."

"Steve?" she asked. "When were you sexually attracted to Denise?"

"As soon as she walked into the movie," Steve said. "Denise and Ray were wearing formal clothing, her hand on his arm, walking down the isle and looking at each other, like they were the only people in the world. It was the most erotic sight I've ever seen. Hell! They were fully clothed. They weren't making sexual movements. They weren't touching each other except for her hand in the crook of his arm. It was just the way they looked at each other. They were in lust and in love. They were hungry for each other. They hungered."

"And what about the kissing, fondling and finger-fucking? Had you ever done anything like that before?"

"No. Nothing close to that. I never had the guts before. I was too chicken to try."

"That's crazy," Fran said. "You didn't know these people. Ray could have been an off duty cop, for all you know. Or a concerned citizen who would freak out on you right there in the theater. Weren't you scared?"

Steve thought about it for a while. "No. I wasn't scared. I wasn't even nervous. I KNEW that I was freed to do whatever I wanted to do. I don't know how I knew. I had absolutely no doubt. I was horny as hell."

Fran looked down on me with her superior "I told you so!" sneer.

"What?" Steve asked.

"Denise has some sort of sex magic. I don't know what it is. When we go to the mall, I see the way men and women look at her. Preteen boys don't notice her. Men see me looking at them while they're scoping my daughter out. They turn their heads and look guilty as hell."

"Hey," Steve interjected. "There's something else weird."

"What?"

"Guilt," he said. "I felt no guilt. I felt guiltless. My old guilt went away. I mean, I've had this nagging guilt back in the back of my head. This judgmental god-like voice that says, 'You're a BAAAD Boy.' The voice is gone. Peggy and I have a guiltless incestuous relationship. I am free of guilt."

"Like Denise cast a spell on you?"

"Exactly!"

"I told you so, Ray," She said, looking down her nose at me. "That's why I'm joining in on the fun and games. We're all protected by Denise's sex magic."

"Look," I said. "We were wearing formal attire. A man in a tux, escorting a prepubescent cutie down the aisle in a darkened theater. And I'll admit that I was looking at my daughter with lust in my heart. That should be enough to make him feel safe."

"What about the ferry ride?"

"Ferry ride?" Steve asked.

"Let me tell him," Denise said. "I wanna tell him about me and Daddy and Donna and Michelle and Kimberly in the back of Daddy's Ford Fuck Wagon."

"Okay," I said. "You tell him about it, from the time we left the house to the time when Donna's Uncle Ralph left. Tell him everything."

Fran and I stood on either side of Denise, pleasuring ourselves while listening to her relate The Ferry Boat Adventure. She told the story much better than I could, and with a childlike enthusiasm and sense of wonder. She told him things that I didn't know. Like the three of them kissing and fondling and finger-fucking each other when I was behind the steering wheel. A little lusty lesbian orgy going on...literally... behind my back, and I didn't know it.

"Holy shit!" Steve exclaimed when Denise finished her story. "I'm a believer! I believe in whatever power it is that makes her so fucking irresistible. I'm under her spell."

"So am I...I guess. Maybe a little," I said. "You know, in the metaphorical sense. Not the magical sense."

"Damn it, Ray," Fran snapped. "Please stop intellectualizing, and rationalizing and just have fun with it. Just go with the flow."

Steve said, "I have to get some sleep. If I work my ass off for the next few days, I can get down there in time to pick Peggy up at school Friday, and drive to your place. Sometime around 4 o'clock, we'll be banging on your door."

"No need to bang, Steve," Fran said. "Just walk right in and make yourself at home. And don't forget to bring Jack."

Denise was jumping up and down with excitement. "I'll get Donna and Michelle and Kimberly to sleepover."

"For the weekend?" I asked.

"I don't know if I can talk Michelle and Kimberly's moms into a whole weekend," Denise said. "Michelle's mom might go for it. She's kinda cool, but I'm not sure."

"Have them call me," Fran said. "I'll sweet talk them into it."

"If everybody shows up," I speculated. "we'll have six girls; Fran, Denise, Peggy, Donna, Michelle and Kimberly. But we'll only have four guys; me, Steve, Ralph and Jack."

"I'll bet you that Denise will conjure up more cock if we need it."

"Yeah. Right," Denise scoffed.

"I am so fucking horny right now, I can't stand it," Fran moaned. "Fuck me, Ray! Fuck me doggie style on the breakfast bar."

There was no foreplay. I just jammed my cock into her hot wet cunt, and plowed away, Fucking hard and fast. I lasted maybe a minute before semen coursed through my urethra and exploded into Fran's hungry cunt. I withdrew, turned her over, and was about to eat her when Denise said, "My turn."

Denise giggled, and said, "Donna showed us how to eat pussy." She licked and sucked her father's cum from her mother's pussy. It was so incredibly erotic, watching our eight-year-old daughter performing cunnilingus for her mother.

When she was finished with her mother, Denise ordered me to lie on my back on the bar. She straddled my cock, and slid her pussy up and down the shaft. My hands grasped my little girl's ass cheeks, with a finger teasing her anus.

"Tell me when you're going to cum, Baby," Fran said lustily. "I want to hold your cum pumping cock against our daughter's pussy."

"I'm gonna cum. Better hurry."

Fran grasped my shaft, and guided the head to my daughter's cunt, and stroked my cock as cum pumped into her little opening. The Fran devoured our daughter's cum filled pussy, bringing the eight-year-old to at least two bodyquaking orgasms.

The three of us all slept on our king size bed. We spent all day Sunday engaging in casual laid back sex., and making plans for the upcoming weekend orgy.

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Part 4 will be the Grand Finale of this little series. We may revisit some of the characters from time to time.