My Daughter’s Dildo 6

My Daughter’s Dildo, Ch. 6 of 8
by DirtyMindedMinx

I stood leaning against the bathroom wall, naked, fondling my cock and balls leisurely as I watched my daughter in the shower. The frantic lust of my previous encounters with her wasn’t overwhelming me this time only because I knew that I would have her all to myself for the whole day. I marveled at the natural sensuality of her movements as she caressed her soapy body and let the warm water sluice over the contours her recently developed curves.

Nicole stepped out of the shower, her bare skin glossy wet. I could see the slight hint of her swollen inner lips peeking out from the womanly crease between her legs. Her small, firm breasts sat high and proud. She noticed my wolfish leer and smiled.

“I don’t know why you bothered making me wash off all your cum, Daddy” she said as she patted herself with a towel. “You’re just going to end up jerking off all over me like twenty more times today.”

“For starters, I wanted the chance to watch you in the shower.” I stepped to her and took the towel. She turned away so I could pat her back dry, along with her ridiculously perfect ass. “I also wanted to start the day with a clean canvas.” I hugged her from behind, kissing her slender neck.

She giggled and cringed, but didn’t pull away. “Mmm, I love the feeling of your penis on my skin.” Nicole pressed her ass against my erection and shifted slightly from side to side. “So, I guess you’re not upset at me anymore?”

“Upset at you?”

“For sucking your cock earlier.” She moved my hand up to one of her breasts. “I know you didn’t want me to, but I couldn’t help it. I had to know what it would feel like in my mouth, and what your cum would taste like.”

“Well, now you know.” I lightly twisted her nipple between my thumb and forefinger. “I’ll forgive you this time, but we can’t let that happen again. Understand?”

“I promise to be a good girl from now on.” She shivered in my embrace when I combed my fingers gently through her fine tuft of moist pubic hair. “As long as I can masturbate with you, Daddy, I’ll be happy.”

I heard her tummy growl. “Sounds like someone’s ready for breakfast.”

“I’m starving,” she laughed, then patted my hand as it tickled its way closer to where I knew her clit was hiding. “But first, someone has to leggo my Eggo!”

After that comment, we were both craving toaster waffles. I got out the dishes and forks, Nicole fetched the gridded disks from the freezer, along with the butter, and the maple syrup. It was impossible for me not to ogle my daughter’s lovely naked bits as she moved around the kitchen. It seemed that she was just as preoccupied with glancing at my swinging dick every chance she got. We made a perfect pair.

“You know what would taste good?” Nicole asked as she filled her mouth with a gooey forkful. “If you jerked off on my waffle for me. Mmmm.”

“I think you’ve eaten enough cum already this morning, young lady.”

“Aww, no fair,” she pouted, licking the sticky syrup from her fork. I’d seen her sit at the table Indian-style a thousand times, but it had a much different effect on me seeing her sitting cross-legged while naked.

“Maybe you can have some after dinner for your dessert if you behave yourself today.”

Her eyes lit up and she licked her lips in anticipation. It was despicable for me to be playing along with her like I was, but I couldn’t deny that I was having fun doing it. My instincts that had once guided me toward being a responsible father were being increasingly supplanted by my animal lust for the desirous woman my daughter had revealed herself to be over the past weeks. It wasn’t so much acceptance on my part, but more a matter of surrender.

I collected the dirty dishes and took them to the sink. “What’s next on the day’s agenda?”

“This,” she answered cryptically.

I turned to see her leaned back in her chair with two fingers sliding in and out of her pussy. She upended the syrup bottle and poured a drizzle of maple sweetness onto each of her nipples. Mrs. Butterworth appeared unmoved by the lewd act she was being forced to participate in.

“Nicole…”

“Oops, I made a mess, Daddy.” She flashed me those puppy dog eyes of hers. “How will I ever clean this all up? Maybe you could help me…”

“You’re not going to earn that dessert you wanted by behaving like this, young lady.”

“Fine,” she stuck her bottom lip out, “I’ll just do it myself, then.”

Nicole pushed one of her small breasts up and craned her neck down. Her tongue stretched out. I was surprised to see that she could actually reach her nipple. I stood in stunned amazement as she licked the maple syrup from the puffy tip of her breast. Meanwhile, her fingers were working quickly in and out of her wet hole. I didn’t waste any more time and quickly began taking advantage of the erotic sight being offered to me right there at my kitchen table. I grabbed my hard-on and started jerking.

The kitchen was silent except for the sounds of my balls slapping against my stroking fist and the liquid staccato of Nicole finger fucking herself. It didn’t take long before she was moaning her way through a sumptuous orgasm while I released a stream of fresh cum onto the floor between us. My daughter smiled coquettishly at me as she watched me squeeze the last remnants of semen from my cock.

“This is going to be the best day ever,” she declared before she flounced off, leaving me to clean up my own mess.

She came out of the bathroom half an hour later after blow drying her hair and doing whatever other maintenance girls need to do in there. I was sitting at my desk checking e-mail. She came up behind me and wrapped her arms around my shoulders, pressing her breasts against my back. We were both still happily naked.

“That better not be for work,” she warned, and began nibbling on my ear lobe to distract me. “Look, you’re not even hard right now.”

“I’m sure you’ll find some way to remedy that very soon.”

“For sure.” She tickled the back of my neck with each of her nipples as I signed out of my e-mail. “Though, your pee-pee does looks cute when he’s all scrunched up and droopy. It’s like he’s taking a nap on your balls.”

“He needs his rest.”

“I know what’ll wake him up! Let’s watch some porn.” The glee in her voice was the same as when she was little and was trying to entice me into watching one of her princess movies with her.

“You’re not old enough to watch porn, young lady. Maybe when you turn eighteen.”

“Don’t be a poop.” She pulled up a chair next to me. “I watch porn all the time.” She pushed my hands away from the keyboard and typed in a web address. In a few seconds the screen was populated with preview images of dozens of hardcore porn videos. “Oh, Daddy, don’t act so shocked. I know you do it, too.”

“Maybe, sometimes, but…”

“So what’s your favorite?” She moved the cursor down a list of kinks and fetishes. “Amateurs, Asians, Big Boobs?” She looked down at her small tits and shook her head. “Hmm, let’s see…Cumshots, Grannies, Lesbians. You probably like seeing two girls do it, don’t you?”

I shrugged noncommittally. I wasn’t entirely prepared to share my preferences of jack off materials with my daughter.

“All guys get off on that, don’t even try to lie. What else…MILFs. No thank you. Masturbation. You don’t need porn for that with me around.” She opened her legs and diddled her clitty to bolster her argument. “Teen. We already know what a perv you are about that. Shemales, Squirting, Watersports. What’s watersports?”

“Um…I think it’s people peeing on each other, or something.”

She looked at me with mock surprise. “I can’t believe that’s what you’re into, Daddy. Are you going to try to pee on me?”

“I didn’t say I was into it, you little brat.”

“So then it’s shemales?” Her devilish grin gave away how much she enjoyed teasing me. “You like chicks with dicks, is that it?”

“How did I end up with such a sicko for a daughter?” I took control of the mouse and clicked on threesomes. I spotted one in the third row that I’d seen before and selected it.

It was one of the classier ones with good lighting and quality photography, not to mention some smoking hot actresses. The two women were already in the big bed when the guy entered the scene. The girls pulled him into the bed with them and they were all naked in short order.

“Ahh, so this is what Daddy likes to jerk off to.” She reached over and began stroking my cock. “Have you ever been with two girls before?”

“No.” It was weirdly wonderful to be watching this with Nicole. “I don’t know if I could handle two women at once, but I don’t mind watching it.”

“I always thought it would be hot to do two or three guys at the same time.” She stared attentively at the action on the screen, playing with both of us as she did. “Three cocks, three mouths, hands all over me everywhere. Yes, please.”

I couldn’t bear the thought of my baby girl taking on three guys at once, but she had apparently given it quite a bit of thought.

“Another girl would be pretty cool, too.” She had my cock at full attention. “You’d like that, huh? Two young girls doing sixty-nine together while you fucked one of them from behind and the other one sucked your balls. Is that what you want, Daddy?”

“Uh…sure.” It was difficult to think straight while I was picturing Nicole as one of those two girls, preferably the one I was doing doggy style.

“Here’s one that I like.” She let go of my dick and typed “pussy bukakke” into the search box. As soon as she hit play, she sat back grabbed my cock again, and resumed stroking. At the same time, the fingers of her other hand were teasing up and down her very wet slit.

The video started with a cute Asian girl slouched low in a big black office chair. She was naked except for a pair of red thigh-high stockings. Her legs were spread wide, and she was holding her hairy pussy open. It was already much more vulgar than what I would have guessed my daughter might gravitate toward as far as erotic materials were concerned.

Soon, a man stepped up. He was jerking his cock, and after a few seconds he deposited his load onto the woman’s open pussy. Moments later, another man came in from the other side and spilled his spunk in the same spot.

“Mmm, look at it running down over her ass,” Nicole pointed out, never taking her eyes away from the screen.

One by one, masturbating men approached, blasted the woman’s pussy with more semen, and then backed away only to be replaced by another. Her gaping privates were all but obscured by the mounting flood of pearly spunk from a dozen different men. I’d never seen anything like it.

“So much cum,” my daughter marveled. “It must feel amazing to have all that gooey stuff just covering your pussy everywhere and dripping down all over the place.”

Her hand was now actively busy between her legs as she stared at the increasingly messy scene in front of us. My attention shifted between her enthralled face, her pussy, and the porn clip. I stroked my cock steadily, but not enough to bring myself off. I was pleasantly surprised by how gratifying it was to be able to sit and watch porn with my daughter in this way. I had always been forced to be so secretive and paranoid about it in the past that it made it impossible to completely relax. Now it could be something both Nicole and I could do openly without fear, either together or alone. I was almost looking forward to her “catching” me one of these days while watching porn alone and jerking off.

Nicole swiveled her chair so she was facing me, scooted down, lifted her legs, and spread them wide. She reached around the outsides of her thighs and held her pussy open with her fingers. It only took me a second to realize that she was mimicking the girl’s pose in the video. I looked up at her to make sure she wanted what I thought she wanted. She just smiled and nodded with a wicked gleam in her eye.

I stood and started jerking with purposeful intent. If my little girl wanted me to bukakke her pussy, then I was going to do my best to give it to her. I stared down at her gorgeous young cunt and was in awe. How could I have gotten so lucky? Her cute tummy and tits were bunched together in her curled position, and her adorable face peeked out from between her shapely calves. The Japanese girl’s high-pitched dolphin-like moans provided the backdrop to the sound of my frantic fapping. It only took about a minute before I was ready to deliver.

I crouched down until the tip of my cock was only inches from my daughter gaping pussy. I wanted to make sure I didn’t miss my target. I aimed for her clit and slowed my stroke to insure my spunk didn’t go flying all over the place. With a dozen more controlled strokes that shimmering sensation of sexual fruition infused my whole body. My daughter and I watched my cockhead with anticipation as it swelled just moments before release. The first spurt was a direct hit, landing on her stiff nub.

“Cum on me, Daddy,” she pleaded. “Cum all over my slutty cunt.”

I didn’t need any further encouragement, but I enjoyed hearing it nonetheless. I continued pumping my cock and milking out more cream onto her pussy. It wasn’t my most impressive load in terms of quantity after having already gotten off twice that morning, but I’d managed to give her a respectable dousing of my cock sauce.

“Oh, Daddy, that’s so fucking hot! Better than the video.”

She strained her neck so she would watch my jizz trickle down her pussy lips toward her open vagina. Thank God she was on the pill. This would be a lot less fun if I had to stress out over the possibility of getting my daughter pregnant, no matter how remote the chances might be.

When she couldn’t hold back anymore, she began smearing my spunk all over her pussy. Nicole began fingering her clit and her hole at the same time. I just sat back and enjoyed the show, fondling my expended dick as I did.

“Your cum feels so good on my cunt, Daddy. God, this is so fucking nasty. I love it.”

Nicole fingered, squeezed, and rubbed herself. She was trying to take it slow and prolong the decadent titillation of wallowing in her own father’s cum, but her youthful exuberance soon got the better of her. I watched with loving delight as my girl masturbated herself to a breathtaking orgasm. I’d never tire of hearing the sounds my daughter makes when she cums.

“Now just imagine how good that would’ve been if you had ten more guys doing it on you.”

She was slumped in the chair, looking about as contented and relaxed as a person could. “All I need is you, Daddy.” She licked some of my cum from her fingers, then blew me a kiss.

We both lazed around for a while after that. I needed time to recover, and Nicole needed to clean up (again). I lounged on the sofa and read some of the book I’d been chipping away at over the past month. My daughter caught up on all the vital events happening on Facebook. At the end of each paragraph, I couldn’t help glancing over at her sitting naked at the computer. You’d think I’d eventually get used to seeing her in the nude, but every time I caught a glimpse of a bare nipple, the cleft of her ass, or the fuzzy triangle where her smooth thighs met it gave me a shivery thrill.

When she got bored with the computer she went to my easy chair and sat with her feet pulled up and her arms wrapped around her knees. All her sexy bits were concealed, and yet she looked as hot as ever. When I glanced over she was staring at my limp cock and slack balls without any effort to be subtle about it.

“How many times do you think you’ve jerked off in this chair?” she asked.

“I don’t know. Once, maybe twice.”

“Yeah, right,” she scoffed. She knew me better than that. “I probably made myself cum in this chair at least a hundred times. Maybe two hundred.” She ran a hand along the armrest. “It smells like you. I would hump myself right here on the corner.” She patted a worn spot at the end of the armrest. “Or I’d sit like this and finger my pussy.” Nicole let her knees fall apart and caressed her inner thighs provocatively. “I’d imagine you coming in and catching me. You’d be mad at first, but I would keep on masturbating because I was so horny by then. This would get you all hard and you couldn’t resist pulling your cock out.”

“Then what would I do?” I could feel my dick stiffening in small pulses that matched my heartbeat.

“Sometimes you’d watch me and jack off. Once in a while you’d shove your cock in my mouth and make me suck it.” She licked her lips. “But usually you’d put me over your knee and spank me, and then you’d make sure I’d learned my lesson and fuck me really hard.”

I could tell how much she enjoyed seeing my erection grow to full strength as she talked. “I never spanked you in your whole life, even when you deserved it. How did that make it into your dirty little fantasy?”

She shrugged. “I guess I liked the idea of being a bad girl and getting punished for it. I told you I was weird, Daddy. After you spanked my ass and made me cry, you would always kiss it and make it better.”

“Maybe I should take you to the psychiatrist after all.”

“You should,” she agreed with a devilish grin. “I could tell him about how my father’s cock gets really hard when I tell him about my kinky sex fantasies.”

I looked down at the irrefutable evidence of my excitement. “Well, he’d probably have a hard-on by then, too, so he wouldn’t blame me.”

Nicole watched me from between spread legs as I half-heartedly tried to get back to my book.

“Let’s do massages!” she proposed excitedly after another minute. “I’ll do you first.”

“I don’t know. That sounds a little risky.”

“How is a back rub risky?”

“The only reason the back rub was invented is because it almost always leads to sex.”

“You really think I’m trying to trick you into fucking me?”

“I wouldn’t put it past you.”

Nicole pulled the lever that extended the foot rest. She set her feet on it and spread her legs wider. I had an unobstructed view at her darling pussy. All the markers of her own excitement were clearly evident there between her legs.

“I’m not going to lie and say I wouldn’t totally have sex with you if you wanted.” Her fingers absently stroked her wet slit. “But I know you think that would be a bad thing for us to do, so I’m not going to ‘trick’ you into doing anything that you don’t think we should do.”

“Yeah, but you’re a bad girl, remember? Who knows what you might try?”

“If you think I’m being bad,” she slipped a finger into her opening, “then you’ll just have to punish me.”

“You’d like that, wouldn’t you?”

The only response I got was one of her seductively tempting smiles and the addition of a second finger into her sopping wet pussy hole.

“I guess I’ll just have to trust you,” I said, putting my book aside. “Where?”

“Your bed.” She pulled her fingers out and hopped up from my chair. “I’ll get the baby oil.”

Once I was face down on my bed, Nicole mounted me, straddling my hips. She rubbed the oil over my back. I could feel her pussy against my ass as she wiggled around. Her small hands began kneading my muscles and I was instantly propelled to heaven. My daughter was apparently a natural at all things sexual. That would have scared me if I wasn’t the main beneficiary of her instinctual talents just now.

“How’s that?” she quizzed me.

“Perrrrect,” I groaned.

She worked my shoulders, then moved down to the muscles under my shoulder blades. I almost wept at how good it felt. Her hands made their way down to my lower back and began untying the knots there. I felt guilty for not paying her for such a fantastic service. And all the while her hot little pussy slid this way and that over my butt.

“So, Daddy, when was the last time you had sex?”

Her question came just as I was about to doze off. “Huh? Oh, I guess that would be this morning.”

“No, that doesn’t count. That was just a blowjob. I mean how long has it been since you got laid?”

“I don’t know. A couple years now.”

“Holy crap! No wonder you decided to take advantage of me and turn me into your sex slave.”

“Hey, you’re the one–”

She pinched my side. “Calm down, Daddy, I’m only teasing. We both know you’re my sex slave.” Nicole pressed her thumbs up along either side of my spine, sending waves of pleasure through my whole body. “Tell me about this lady you banged. Was it good?”

“It was okay. I met her at Uncle Marty’s barbeque.”

“Was she the one with dark hair and big boobs?”

“That was her. Charlene, or Charlotte, I don’t remember now.” I was feeling more relaxed by the minute. “We went out a few times, but nothing was clicking.”

“Something clicked enough for you to put your dick in her hoo-ha. My guess is it was those huge knockers.”

“They were quite nice. But I like yours much better.”

“Oh, please. I hardly have anything. I probably couldn’t even give a decent titty fuck even if you wanted it.”

There was a loaded statement. “We’ll have to see about that one of these days.”

She was up to my neck and shoulders again. Her crotch had settled over my lower back and she was pressing her mound against the base of my spine.

“Did you make her cum?”

“As far as I could tell.”

“Did you eat her pussy?”

“I did.”

“Lucky bitch.” She was no longer just pressing her pussy against that spot, but instead she was grinding against it. “You’re probably really good at pussy licking, aren’t you, Daddy?”

“Never had any complaints.”

“Did you use a condom?”

“Wow, you are a nosy one, aren’t you? Yes, I used a condom.”

“Because you didn’t want to get her pregnant, or because of all her skanky diseases?”

“Both.”

Nicole began lightly pounding her fists down along the center of my back.

“See, that would be the good thing with me. You wouldn’t have to use any condom at all.” She pressed her pussy harder against the spot she’d found. “You could just slide your big cock into my tight, clean pussy whenever you wanted and not have to worry about anything. You wouldn’t even have to pull out. You could fuck me as hard as you wanted and cum right inside my cunt just like that.”

She was an evil child. “Let’s not go there, sweetheart.”

“I’m just sayin’…”

She moved off of me and pushed against my side. I rolled over onto my back. Nicole didn’t hide her delight at seeing that I was hard as a rock once again. She re-mounted me and poured oil onto my chest.

“You’ve got just the right amount of hair.” Her oily fingers worked up and down my chest and belly. “Steven hardly had any hair at all. It was a little weird sometimes.”

“Why weird?”

“I don’t know.” Her slippery hands brushed past my hard-on and slid briefly around my balls. “I guess from seeing you I got the idea in my head that a man is supposed to have a nice, hairy chest.” Her thumbs found my nipples and worked around them in small circles. “With Steven, I sometimes felt like I was with a little boy instead of a man.”

“You two probably fucked a lot, I suppose?”

She gave a one-shoulder shrug. “Maybe two or three times a week.”

“So, pretty much every time you saw him.”

“Pretty much.” She couldn’t hide her guilty grin. “It was fun, but he wasn’t very good at it. I had to play with my clit while he fucked me if I wanted to cum.”

I didn’t know if I’d ever get used to hearing my daughter talk so explicitly and openly about her sex life.

“Why did you two break up?”

“Mostly because I was bored of him.” Nicole had managed to work herself into a position where she was straddling my waist so that the slit of her pussy was nestled along the length of my erection. It would take only the slightest motion for me to be inside her. “Partly because there was someone else I wanted.”

“I hope that someone wasn’t me.” The idea that everything that had happened in the past weeks was part of a deliberately orchestrated plan on the part of my calculating daughter gave me a sinking feeling in the pit of my stomach. If it was, I had too easily fallen into her trap. Her soft, slick pussy slid up the length of my pinned shaft. Then again, if I had it to do over, would I have done anything differently? “You should be out fooling around with boys your own age, not wasting that hot little body of yours on an old man. Especially when that old man is your father.”

“Sex with you is better than anything I ever did with Steven, and we haven’t even fucked yet.” She angled her hips as she spoke so that the tip of her stiff clit pressed against my hard-on.

“Yet?”

“Oops, did I say that? My bad.” Nicole raked her fingernails down the length of my torso. “Ready for your happy ending?”

My daughter wiggled down until she was kneeling between my legs. Her oiled hands began working my cock and balls with expert skill. I could only imagine how good she was going to be when she was older and more experienced.

“Fuck, that feels nice,” I moaned.

“I was about to say the same thing,” she giggled and continued to work me.

Nicole took her time. She knew she had all day, so there was no need to rush. She stroked my shaft, squeezed my cockhead, fondled my balls, and experimented with different techniques. I just lay there and gave myself over to her completely. The only downside was that I couldn’t see her naked body the way she was crouched down there between my open legs.

“Do you remember when you came in my mouth this morning?”

“Oh, I remember.”

She gripped my balls firmly and tightened her fingers around my shaft.

“Did I suck your cock good, Daddy?”

“So fucking good, baby.”

“I swallowed all your cum, didn’t I?”

“You sure did.”

Her pumping hand moved with a steady rhythm. She’d decided it was time to get me off.

“Remember when I fingered my pussy in the kitchen this morning?”

“Uh huh.”

“You like watching me finger fuck myself, don’t you, Daddy?”

“I do. I really do, sweetheart.”

“You were jerking off your cock while you watched me. And when I made myself cum you shot a big load of sperm all over the floor.”

“I had to. You look so fucking sexy when you cum.”

Her hand was moving faster. The squelching sound of oil against skin came in a rapid beat.

“Remember when we were watching porn together?”

“I’ll never forget that.”

“Do you remember what I did?”

“You spread your legs.”

“And…?”

“You spread open your pussy.”

“My what?”

“Your cunt.” I was quickly descending into delirium as I edged inevitably closer to Nirvana. “Oh God, Nicole, you spread your beautiful fucking cunt wide open for me.”

“And what did you do, Daddy?”

“I came on it.” My body began to tighten up more with each stroke of her hand. “I came all over my daughter’s sweet little cunt!”

“Your sperm went right into my cunt hole, didn’t it, Daddy?”

“Yes. Yes! Fuck, yes! Right in my baby’s wide open cunt hooooole!”

My mind was scrambled and almost all of my awareness became centered on my cock. A single spurt fired straight up in the air, and the rest of my jizz bubbled up and dribbled down over my daughter’s knuckles. She jerked me until I couldn’t take it anymore, then eased up.

“I love it,” she squealed in girlish delight, inspecting the results of her efforts with undisguised glee. “I can’t get over how awesome it is to see you cum, Daddy.”

Nicole leaned forward and licked the head of my cock. She then began lapping up my semen from wherever she could find it. I watched her from my euphoric stupor in silent amazement. No woman had ever been willing to swallow my cum before, much less devour it like it was a rare delicacy as my daughter did.

“You are quite the little cum puppy,” I teased, patting her on the head as she slurped up the spunk that had landed on my belly. “I bet you ate a lot of Steven’s cum back in the day.”

“Ew, yuck,” she reacted instantly. She wiped the goo on her knuckles onto my cock, and then began licking it off with tiny swipes of her tongue. “I always spit his out.” She sucked the tip of my dick, drawing out whatever was left in there. “It’s different with you for some reason. Your cum tastes so good to me that I just want more and more of it.”

If I could have given her another load right then, I would have. How did I get so damn fucking lucky?

“I’m glad to be of service, milady.”

She smiled, gave my balls a loving smooch, then flopped face down onto the bed next to me. “My turn!”

My body felt like a warm puddle of jelly, but I knew I was obligated to return the favor. I slowly managed to get myself into position on top of my daughter. I straddled her thighs, being careful not to put any of my weight on her, and began massaging her back. My cock settled naturally into the cleft of her succulently curved butt.

“Oh, that’s nice,” she said, wiggling her ass to make sure I knew what she was referring to. “I might not be able to give the best titjobs, but I could probably do a good assjob, don’t you think?”

“I’m certain you could, sweetheart.”

I rubbed her back, letting my hands wander freely up and down her naked skin, feeling the vitality of her young, athletic muscles. I hadn’t been at it for more than a few minutes before she twisted beneath me until she was facing up.

“I’m more interested in getting a front rub than a back rub.”

I shook my head in resigned acceptance at yet one more demonstration of how sexed up my daughter was at all times. I drizzled a bit of oil over her tits and began massaging her breasts. The points of her nipples stood up prominently, leaving no doubt about her level of arousal. She was unable to lie still below me. The soft fur of her pussy grazed the underside of my balls with each writhing turn of her hips. My touch roamed all over the front of her, and my heart ached with a mounting desire that I knew I could never allow myself to fully quench.

“I can’t believe how you’ve grown.” My fingers pinched her nipples lightly before gliding down to her luscious tummy. “It seems like only yesterday you were a skinny tomboy, and suddenly you have the body of a woman. This amazingly sexy body that any man would kill for.”

I couldn’t tell if the blush on her cheeks was a reaction to my words, or simply a result of her sexual arousal, but she looked adorable whatever the cause.

“Any man?”

I nodded. “Even your own father.”

“Daddy, I’m ready for my happy ending now.”

As soon as I moved off of her she opened her legs. I lay alongside her and let my hand drift in a slow serpentine path down toward her waiting pussy. She grabbed my cock with one hand and began playing with her tits with the other. As my fingers dawdled in the curls adorning her feminine mound, she raised herself to bring my touch down to her restless slit.

“I never imagined I’d touch you like this.”

“I imagined it all the time,” she replied with a breathy sigh. “But it’s better than I ever thought it would be. Daddy’s fingers in my cunt…” Words failed her as I ran my index and middle fingers down either side of her clit.

“You want Daddy to make you cum?” It was awkward referring to myself like that, but I knew she would like it.

Nicole squeezed my cock hard and nodded. Unable to speak, she simply moaned her assent.

I toyed with the area around her clit, lightly pinched and pulled her swollen inner lips, teased her opening, and let my touch dip down to the space just below her sex. Her stomach flexed, and her breathing deepened. My daughter’s head turned from side to side on the pillow as I masturbated her. Her hand moved from one oil-slicked titty to the other with increasing fervor. Her hips rotated, allowing her to press herself harder against my fingers as I played with her.

When I felt I’d tortured her long enough, I concentrated on her hard clit. I stroked up and down along one side then the other. I gently strummed my fingers back and forth across her tiny stiffness.

“Uh huh, uh huh,” she panted, letting me know I was taking her where she wanted to go.

“Are you ready to cum for Daddy?”

“Oh, shit, yes…”

“Do you want me to keep rubbing your horny little clitty?”

She quickly grabbed my wrist, as if afraid I might pull my hand away. “Yes! Don’t stop!”

“You want Daddy to make you cum?”

“Fuck, yes! Yes, yes, yes!”

“Daddy’s going to finger this wet little cunt of yours until you cum.” Without being consciously aware that I was doing it, I leaned over and took one of my daughter’s nipples into my mouth, violating yet another of my self-imposed boundary lines.

Nicole let out a choked scream and arched her back. My mouth was instantly coated with a greasy film of baby oil, but I didn’t care. I sucked my girl’s puffy areola, swabbing my tongue around the firm nub of her nipple while continuing to work her clit with my sure fingers.

She grabbed my head and pushed it mercilessly to her chest, forcing my mouth tight against her breast.

“Oh, Daddy! Daddy, Daddy! I’m cumming! My cunt, Daddy, my cunt!”

Nicole let out a high-pitched yelp, then another and another. Each scream was accompanied by a full-body convulsion. Her one hand was clenched tight around my wrist, and the other was clamped even tighter around my cock. It hurt, but not in a bad way. I plunged two fingers into her pussy hole, which was drowning in fresh juices, and coaxed her through the rest of her orgasm as best as I could. Even after her body went limp, her cunt would spasm and contract around my fingers every ten or fifteen seconds. I continued to massage the inside of my little girl for the next few minutes until all was still.

After a time, I withdrew my fingers and she curled up against me, nuzzling my chest.

“If you can make me cum that hard with your fingers, I can’t even imagine what you could do to me with your cock.”

I didn’t say anything in response. I was afraid she’d somehow be able to tell that I was thinking the exact same thing at that moment.

After a short nap, our naked fun day continued. We went into her bedroom where I watched her fuck her dildo. I was hard and stroking the whole time, but I didn’t let myself cum. She then had me use the dildo on her again, and I buzzed her off to yet another happy climax. I was definitely becoming jealous of the female capacity to have multiple orgasms seemingly without limit.

We made dinner and ate naked. Neither of us could resist a passing grope at the other when something enticing came within reach. Afterward, we ended up entwined on the sofa, Nicole resting comfortably between my legs, watching whatever she wanted on TV. I leisurely played with her tits while she messed around with my balls and cock. About twenty minutes into some cop show, she began giving me a handjob.

I wanted to save my strength for later, but I was unable to resist. When she knew I was getting close, she took me into her mouth. She knew I didn’t want that to happen again, and just that morning she’d promised to be good. But she also knew that I was too far gone to stick to my convictions, as feeble as they were. My misbehaving daughter sucked and jerked me until I filled her mouth with everything my balls had managed to produce in the previous few hours.

With her mouth full of my spunk, she leaned back onto me and began masturbating herself. I watched as she attacked her clit and pussy hole with ardent ferocity. As she approached the peak of her orgasm, she swallowed down my load of cum. This seemed to send her over peak and beyond. It was another beautiful performance, but what made it extra erotic for me was the sheen of sweat that covered her back by the time she’d finished. I was trying not to look at Nicole as my lover, but it was becoming increasingly difficult not to do just that.

Later that night, our orgy of masturbatory transgressions continued. We knelt on the mattress of my bed facing one another and jerked off together. With the light out, we lay side-by-side and stroked off like we did that first time in the dark – only this time there was a stream of dirty talk passing between us the whole time. My cock and balls were sore by that point, and I had to assume that Nicole’s tender pussy was feeling the effects as well. This didn’t stop us from one more mutual masturbation attempt before going to sleep.

We lay on our sides in a semblance of a 69 position. I fingered her and she fondled me as we talked about anything and nothing in the early morning hours. It would have been so easy for me to ease my face in between her legs and finally get a taste of my daughter directly from the source. This is probably what she was hoping for. Eventually, our casual petting turned into serious play. She came first, then did the hard work it took to get me off one last time after a long day of cumming. I cringed at the pain in my nutsack when she finally got me there, and I was shooting blanks by then, but it was well worth it.

I gathered my daughter up in my arms, kissed her lips with all the loving affection I felt for her, and then the two of us fell almost instantly into a deep, satisfied slumber.

While our lives had taken a major unexpected turn, it wasn’t the only thing going on. We still carried on with all the stuff we normally did. Nicole had school, and I had work. We both had our regular chores around the house: laundry, dishes, vacuuming, and all that fun stuff. I’d meet up with the guys at the bar one night, Nicole would go hang out with friends another. Despite the fact that we were masturbating together just about every night before we went to sleep, and at odd times during the day when the opportunity or urge presented itself, we otherwise appeared to the rest of the world like an ordinary father and daughter going about our lives as we always had.

Of course, if anyone had the slightest clue about what was going on in our heads, the facade would quickly crumble. As an example, I was watching Nicole’s soccer game on a pleasant Saturday afternoon. There were a few choice soccer moms there, but I wasn’t paying any attention to them. I was focused on my daughter as she moved up and down the field with seductive grace.

No one sitting there in the stands with me would believe that I knew how smooth those long legs of hers felt against my cock. None of them could guess that I’d seen my girl’s naked pussy, and only that morning I’d watched her finger fuck herself on the bathroom floor while I brushed my teeth. Every woman there would be thoroughly disgusted if they had any inkling that less than two hours ago I was squatting over my daughter’s face with my balls in her mouth while I jacked off all over her forehead. I couldn’t keep the lecherous smile from my lips.

The girls gathered together for a water break. As much as Nicole stood out, there were several other girls on the team who possessed their own charms. I surveyed the other dads who’d managed to show up for the game. Were any of them jerking off on their daughters? Were any of these clueless dopes lucky enough to be able suck a pair of young titties, or slip their fingers into a fresh, tight cunny when they felt like it? Did any of their girls spread their legs, hold their cunts open, and beg Daddy to make love to them? Fucking chumps.

Nicole invited Becca and Ashley to our house after the game. Her two friends piled into the back seat, and Nicole sat up front with me. The car instantly reeked of girl sweat and sweet body spray. It was a provocative combination. And, as if that wasn’t enough to get my thoughts going in several improper directions, there was my naughty daughter getting up to her tricks.

She was half twisted around in her seat so she could talk to her friends in the back. It only took me a minute to notice that she was also purposely pulling her shorts up tight against her crotch. Becca and Ashley weren’t able to see from their angle, but Nicole’s prominent camel toe was more than obvious to me. She gave me a saucy wink when she noticed me looking. She continued to tease me the entire ride home.

Without her friends being any the wiser, she rubbed her pussy through her shorts several times. Once, she pointed at something out the back window. When the girls turned to look, she pulled the crotch of her shorts and panties aside and flashed me her naked pussy. In the two seconds she was exposed, I was able to see how juicy she was. Just before we reached the house, she slipped her hand down the front of her shorts and came up with a wet middle finger. She popped it into her mouth and sucked it, complaining that she had gotten a splinter from the old bench at the soccer field. Ashley leaned forward and offered to get it out, taking Nicole’s hand. She inspected it closely, but was unable to find the offending splinter. The girl had no idea that her friend’s finger had been buried in her pussy only seconds earlier.

I had to wait in the car while the girls gathered up their gear and headed inside. Nicole lagged behind, came around to my window, reached in, and grabbed my cock through my pants.

“God, Dad, I can’t believe you would get a big hard-on like this in front of my friends. You’re so embarrassing.” She leaned in and kissed me with plenty of tongue. “I know you want to fuck their hot little pussies, but you don’t have to be such a pervert about it.” She smacked my cheek playfully and flounced inside to join the other girls. I sat parked in the garage, torn between beating off right there or saving my energy and taking it out on her tonight when we were in bed together. A few moments later I was quickly trying to clean my cum off the steering wheel before one of the girls caught me.

My work had noticeably suffered over the past weeks with all the distractions at home. I made a commitment to get my head back in the game. The last thing I needed was to lose my job and introduce one more disruption into my life. I was determined to buckle down and focus on work.

I sat in the executive committee meeting and listened intently to the C.F.O. flog through a jungle of cryptic metrics. I was taking cogent notes, asking pertinent questions, and maneuvering certain conversations in a direction that would most benefit my department. I was firing on all cylinders. Or at least I was, until my pocket started to vibrate.

My phone was set to only alert me if the call was from Nicole, and I knew if she was calling me during school hours that it was something important. I fished my phone out, concerned that she’d had an accident or was sick. As I typed in my passcode I worried that maybe someone had found out about us and she was calling to warn me. I held the phone below the edge of the conference table and saw that she’d sent me a text. I opened it and almost choked.

An image of my daughter’s tits filled the screen of my smartphone. I quickly turned it face down and checked to be sure no one sitting nearby saw anything. They were all staring at the pie chart Harold was droning on about. I checked again and saw that she was apparently in a bathroom stall with her shirt pulled up. The horny little slut. I swiped and there was another pic.

In this one she was standing in the open doorway of the stall and she’d taken a picture of her reflection in one of the mirrors over a bank of sinks. It was a little blurry, but I could see that she was wearing her navy blue skirt. She was flashing her tits and it looked like her white panties were pulled down and stretched between her knees. She was taking a big risk. What if someone walked in while she was doing that?

Swipe. She was holding her skirt up, confirming that her panties were indeed pulled down. I could make out her small patch of pubic hair and the hint of her slit at that distance. Despite my commitment, I couldn’t bring myself to put my phone away and pay attention to what Harold was saying. My cock was growing hard as I sat there surrounded by the top brass of the company, but I had to see the next picture. Swipe.

“Mike, are you okay?” Karen, the woman sitting next to me, asked.

I realized too late that I had unintentionally made a small sound when Nicole’s last picture appeared.

“Yes, sorry. Throat feels a little funny, that’s all.” I took a swig of cold coffee from my cup and forced myself to wait a few minutes before glancing at my phone again.

It was a close-up. Nicole was holding her outer lips apart with two fingers. I could see the pink tip of her clit, the curvy lines of her thin inner lips, and the modest opening of her vagina. The whole of her shimmered with fresh wetness, and I knew beyond a certainty that seconds after she sent the message she had surely masturbated herself to orgasm in that filthy girls’ room stall.

The next swipe brought me to her text message: Looking forward to date night. Love you!

“Date Night” was a tradition we’d unintentionally established years ago. Every other week, usually on a Tuesday night for no particular reason, we would go out to a restaurant for dinner and do something fun. It was usually bowling or mini-golf when she was younger, but lately it was mostly movies or shopping. The idea that we were out on a “date” had always been nothing more than an innocent joke between the two of us, but I realized that it would take on a new meaning now that the two of us were sexually involved to the degree that we were.

I swiped back and took one more quick look at my daughter’s scrumptious pussy, and then tucked my phone away. My concentration was gone. I glanced at the clock every couple minutes, willing time to race ahead to the end of this interminable meeting. My mind was preoccupied with the images of my horny daughter playing with herself at school. This led to flashes of the things I’d seen her doing over the past week.

She was lying in the tub with her legs straight up along the wall as warm water from the bath faucet buffeted her pussy. She was standing naked on my bed, fingering her cunny while she watched herself in the mirror mounted on my dresser. She was kneeling in the kitchen, masturbating intensely as she sucked the wet dildo that had just been inside her. I had no idea how I was going to get from the meeting to the men’s room without anyone seeing the massive hard-on that was raging in my pants.

By strategically holding my notepad over my crotch, I made it safely to the men’s room. I hurried into a stall and pulled my cock out. I fumbled with my phone and took a quick dick pic. I then brought up my daughter’s recent message and flipped through the images as I jacked my cock like a teenager drunk on getting his first sext message from a girl. It was only a matter of seconds before I was spewing cum down over my fist. I took the “after” picture to go along with the “before” pic, and began composing a message to Nicole.

As I did it, I was fully aware how stupid I was being. This was how people got into trouble. I was constantly amazed by the monumental stupidity of those who were engaged in illicit relationships and willfully created the evidence that would ultimately convict them of their crimes. It was with this in mind that I typed: Can’t wait to see you tonight and find out what cums of it. Attach. Send.

It was lame, I know, but my brain wasn’t really operating at full capacity just then. As I cleaned myself up using wads of cheap toilet tissue, I instantly began to regret sending the dick pics to my daughter. All it would take would be for a friend to spot them, or for a teacher to confiscate her phone because she was using it in class and find the incriminating message. I was an idiot. As I tucked my spent cock back into my pants and squared myself away, I decided that I had no right to judge those who had been convicted by their own foolishness; I was now potentially one of them. Fuck it. There was nothing I could do about it now.

Back at my desk, I tried to put it all out of my mind and get back to work. Unfortunately, I found myself pulling out my phone every ten or fifteen minutes to look at my naked daughter. I couldn’t make sense of this urge. I’d seen her naked in the flesh pretty much every day for the past couple weeks, but somehow the pictures held an allure that was altogether unique. I imagined her sitting in class, maybe thinking about my cock, and getting so wet and horny that she couldn’t take it. She just had to go to the girls’ room and play with herself. Not only that, but she felt compelled to share it with me despite the risk. I could picture her sitting on that filthy school toilet, her fingers buried to the last knuckle in her pussy, as she thought about how she’d given her daddy an incest-fueled hard-on at work.

I spent the rest of the day with my cock at some stage of hardness. What was that they said about an erection lasting longer than four hours? Maybe I wouldn’t have to get any of those little blue pills after all. My horny daughter appeared to be all the medicine this old man needed.

Despite the annoyance of rush-hour traffic, my dick only became harder the closer I got to home. I couldn’t remember desperately longing to be with someone this much before. I’ve always loved Nicole, and had a certain appreciation for the time I spent with her, but this was something entirely new. I physically ached for her. Just to be near her, to see her, to touch her, to feel her against me. It wasn’t like any romantic love I’d ever felt for another woman, but it was a love that was bigger than anything I could possibly have with someone else. Nicole was a part of me in a way that no other woman would ever be.

I came into the house from the garage to the faint scents of hairspray and perfume. She was already getting prepared for our “date night.” As I headed down the hallway, Nicole stepped out of the bathroom and I suddenly lost the ability to breathe.

She stood tall in nothing but a matching set of black lace panties and bra. Her hair was done up, and her head was tilted to one side as she fussed with a troublesome earring. Her freshly washed skin glowed with a delicately lotioned sheen. My eyes tried to take in her bare arms, her naked tummy, and her shapely thighs all at once. Then I realized she was wearing one other item: a pair of elegant black high-heels that showed off most of her graceful feet and accented her delicate ankle with a perfectly placed thin black strap. To make this vision even more erotic, I could just barely make out the pink shadows of her nipples beneath the dark lace of her bra. My baby didn’t just look like a porn star, she looked like a porn goddess!

“Hi, Daddy,” she greeted me with a knowingly flirtatious smile. “Is that for me?” She nodded down toward my crotch.

I looked down at the ridiculously obvious bulge in my pants. “For you and no one else.”

“Take it out and let me see.”

As I unzipped my pants and threaded my hard-on through the flap of my boxers I noticed my hands were trembling. I was like a schoolboy in the presence a naked lady for the very first time. I wanted to jerk off to her right there in the middle of the hallway

Nicole finally got her earring to cooperate, placed her hands on her hips and eyed my erection with open admiration. “Mmm, I want to suck it so bad right now, but I just finished my makeup and I don’t want to get lip gloss all over your big, hard, beautiful cock.” She touched the corner of her mouth in a seductively suggestive way that seemed to hint that she wanted me to push her to her knees and force her to take my cock down her throat right there. Before I made up my mind to do just that, she said, “I better finish getting dressed before I end up doing something bad.”

She turned and headed for her bedroom. Although not a thong, the black lace panties she had on didn’t hide much of that centerfold ass of hers. I stood transfixed as I gawked at the sensuous woman who had been my little girl only yesterday. It wasn’t until Nicole disappeared into her room that I regained enough of my senses to function. I quickly showered and changed into something casual but classy. As I pulled on my socks, I saw that my hands were still shaking in anticipation.

I had a feeling this was going to be a date night unlike any other we’d ever had.

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Extraneous Author Note

I played soccer for two years in high school. I was never very good, but I enjoyed the physicality of it and the camaraderie with my teammates. During games and practices, I was always keenly aware of the fathers watching us play. Maybe it was only in my adolescent imagination, but I had the sense that these spectating dads were viewing us in a very sexualized manner. It’s not that they ever did anything to overtly indicate this, but, as I looked around at a field filled with other athletic, nubile girls, I had to assume at least some of them must be getting an illicit thrill out of watching us.

The idea of these men leering lustfully at teen girls who are their daughters age is slightly creepy to me now, but back when I was one of those teens I must admit that I got an illicit thrill from the idea that they might be leering at me in a lustful way. Being the object of sexual desire was still new, and scary, and exciting for me at that age. Again, it might have just been my over-sexed imagination, but my attention was definitely divided between what was going on in the game and who might be checking out my ass or mentally comparing my boobs to another girl’s.

The fact that my father was often one of those men on the sidelines watching the game wasn’t lost on me. I would sometimes have odd little bouts of jealousy if I suspected he was thinking impure thoughts about any of the other girls. I obviously didn’t expect him to be getting a hard-on over me, but I didn’t like the idea of him perving on anyone else (especially girls my own age). All of this played into one of my fantasies that I used on occasion while I was fingering my pussy.

There was a field a couple blocks from our house and sometimes my dad and I would walk down there when he got home from work and he’d practice with me. The field was not in great shape, but it was tucked away behind the middle school and no one was ever there. One evening after kicking the ball around and running some drills I tell my father that some of the other dads have been checking me out during my games, and how Darcy’s dad was practically drooling over my butt the other day.

My father asks me to turn around. He takes a look at my rear, then says, “Can’t say as I blame him. You’ve got a nice little ass there, darlin’.” I’m shocked, but at the same time flattered. He steps up behind me and gently tugs my shorts down a little, waiting to see if I object. When I don’t, he pulls them down to my ankles. “Bend forward some for me, honey.” I look around to make sure nobody can see us. We have the field to ourselves and the sun has already dropped below the tree-line leaving us in secluded twilight. I do as he tells me and bend forward.

I feel my father’s hands on my ass. He rubs my butt through my panties, then squeezes each of my cheeks. “A nice little ass, indeed. A lot like your mother’s when she was younger.” I didn’t know what to say, but I was shamefully enjoying the attention. “Although, it’s hard to tell with these skivvies in the way.” My heart jumps as he pulls my panties down. My dad runs his hands all over my bare ass and I can’t hold back a moan. “Like that, do ya? Then you’ll like this even more.” With his hands on my hips, he guides me down until I’m on all fours. I feel the cool night air against my exposed pussy. My father kneels down behind me and before I can wonder what he intends to do I feel his cock sliding into me.

I would usually make myself cum as I imagined my dad pounding me doggy style in the middle of the soccer field. I almost always masturbate on my hands and knees when I use this fantasy, finger fucking myself and pretending that it’s my dad’s cock ramming into me instead of my fingers. If I don’t orgasm by the time I get to this point in the fantasy, then my brother shows up looking for us to let us know dinner is ready. When he sees dad going to town on his little sister, he joins the fun and shoves his cock in my mouth. This never fails to put me over the edge.

It really doesn’t play much of a part in this story, but I thought I’d at least provide a little insight into what might have been going on in my mind when I wrote the quick little scene at Nicole’s soccer game.

Hugz,
Rachael

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Chapter 7 >>

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20 thoughts on “My Daughter’s Dildo 6

  1. WOW!!!…What a way to start off the day. It’s times like this that I am glad I work from home. Being able to jerk off to you and your HOT stories anytime I feel the urge. I can’t wait for chapter 7. Also….love hearing about all your naughty fantasies in explicit detail!! Keep up the GREAT work!!

  2. Absolutely love this story. I kept waiting to finish and then got to the end, thank god for your fantasy about your dad. That did me in. Thanks for helping me start the day off right.

  3. Wow, the sexting bits really had me squirming in my seat … super-hot, but holy cow, the tension boost of what would happen if they’re caught! Another excellent chapter — I can’t wait to see how this all wraps up!

  4. Really hot story, Rachael! I love the personal coda at the end – we get the author’s fantasy, and the background behind the fantasy. Awesome.

  5. Rachael as always your stories Give such great detail my cock was aching half way thru it. I held off till the end, then your father fantasy – clean up on aisle 3. You sexy dirty mom. Love your stories.

  6. Rachael – another great story, love it! So many things could happen with Dad and Nicole and Nicole’s friends that the story should have another chapter! lOVE YOUR PERSONAL

  7. Rachael – loved this story was hard most of the time as I read it – would love to see you continue with Nicole and her girlfriends in the mix. That would be so nice to read.

  8. Rachel:

    Very sexy! Love the detail and the emotional feel of it. Got my heart rate up and really turned me on.

  9. Love this series! Utterly hopelessly and helplessly compliant Dad .. and the lustful and single-minded abandon of Nicole .. what a delightfully nasty combination. I like your little teasing background notes as well, Rachael – giving us a glimpse of just how much Nicole there is in you. Wonderful stuff!

  10. Hopefully this series will continue!! Such great writing. Thanks for sharing your deviant thoughts with us!! XO

  11. Well
    This was a wonderful story had me wet from the second chapter to the end want to see another chapter want to find out if they actually fuck I had about 15 orgasms reading this might have to read it again xx

  12. I am with everyone else, hard and wanting #7 You are a teriffic writer. Your Daddy has more willpower than 99% of the rest of us.

  13. Hmm, is all I can say to this wonderful series. My wife awoke to me hungrily lapping up her juicy pussy, then flipping her over and forcing my tongue deep inside her sweet little asshole after I read this last chapter! If she only knew what my devilish fantasies detailed I’d probably be divorced; no there wouldn’t be no probably to it, she’d be sickened by the thoughts swarming in my head. That is why I’m grateful to such a site as this. I don’t feel so lonely as I once did. Dirtymindedmom, I absolutely adore your stories and fantasies. I felt so ashamed of my fantasies like I was an outcast in society. I’m just starting to let loose a little and accept that what I fantasize about is just that a fantasy and nothing more. I’m still afraid to tell my wife my darkest fantasies and roleplaying wishes but what can you do, call me chicken little. But anyway my cock is still sore from the extreme beating I administered to it as well as my balls from an ungodly amount of cum spilt after reading this over and over……then some more. Thank you!!!

  14. This is an amazing series!!!!! I defiantly can’t wait to read chapter 7!!! I want to know if they really do have sex or have a threesome with her friends

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