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As soon as the door closed he reached over and opened his lap top. Monica went into the living room where Tom was waiting. They kissed, then he led her downstairs. At the bottom of the steps she stopped, pulling on his arm. He turned around, she was still on the bottom step. She put her arms around his neck. Even standing on a step, he still had to lean down to kiss the ten year old. Obviously, something had been going on in the movie or maybe the car on the way home because Tom didn't hesitate as he ran his right hand up under Monica's shirt. When his hand reached the small rise of her left nipple, she pulled back and smiled, then went back to kissing him.

Naked under the sheets, Jeff's cock was growing, pushing up a tent. He started rubbing himself through the comforter but then moved his arm between the blanket and the sheet. He moved around and sat up, then pulled the laptop onto his thighs so he could stroke himself while he watched his daughter being molested just a few feet away in the basement below. He turned up the volume when he realized the furnace wasn't running.

"Mmmm," Monica giggled, "you've been wanting to do that for a while."

"You stopped me in the theatre," Tom responded with a thick voice.

"Yeah, but I let you in the car."

Monica reached down between them and pulled her shirt up, then off over her head. Her short blonde hair was frizzy with static. Tom hadn't moved his hand off her chest. They went back to kissing-a wet, passionate open-mouthed kiss and Jeff actually got glimpse of their tongues dancing. Next, Monica again reached down between them but, this time, she started pulling up on Tom's shirt.

Jeff was surprised by the aggressiveness of his preteen daughter as she seemed to be doing everything she could to get naked with a man who was actually more than twice her age. Tom took his hands away from her chest just long enough to help her pull his shirt off, then went right back to rubbing her titties with his thumbs while she hugged his neck and her slobber from her insane tongue ran down her chin.

Next, Tom broke the kiss and bent down and started licking and sucking Monica's nickel size breast-cones. She giggled and hugged his head to her chest. Tom bent his knees so they came down on the step next to her feet. This straightened his back while it also pushed Monica and forced her to bend forward some. Tom had his hands on her bare back but he lowered one to her ass. Monica rubbed Tom's shoulders.

Tom ran his tongue in a circle around the right cone, then switched to the left and used his teeth to hold it while running the tip of his tongue back and forth over the nipple

Monica giggled.

He unbuckled her belt, then unbuttoned and opened her jeans. Monica started pushing down on them and Tom helped as the Levis and lime green panties slid over her butt and he pushed them down to her knees. Tom looked straight at the clean preteen pussy, then he smiled up at Monica, then he leaned forward and ran his tongue along her hairless slit.

After seeing a handful of Monica's friends naked, Jeff knew that his little girl had an especially prominent pubic mound and large pussy slit and lips. He had zoomed in as much as possible using the camera from across the room (they weren't in view from the new camera) and the sight line gave him a pretty good idea of what was going on, but he couldn't see the direct oral-genital contact. Still, his mind's eye filled in so that he could imagine Tom's tongue pushing the soft, fleshy pussy lips apart and moving along the pink clit ridge.

Monica tried to bend and spread her knees but she couldn't because her pants were around her knees. Tom helped by pushing them down to her ankles and she was able to grant him better access; still he really couldn't do proper justice to the preteen gash. He looked up and smiled. Next he picked her up, sweeping her up, her knees over one arm, his other across her shoulder blades. Monica giggled and put her forehead against his as he carried her to the bed, then set her down at the foot.

He knelt on the floor in front of her and she put her arms around his neck while he put his hands on her sides. They kissed, then she pulled back and looked at him with a serious expression.

"I don't want to go all the way Tom," she said. "I'm not ready for that..."

Tom gave her an easy smile. "OK," he said, "just say when."

Monica nodded with a smile and pushed herself back on the bed until her jeans were at the edge.

"Hmmm..." Tom said, looking at the bunched up clothing "...complications..."

Monica giggled again when he, with an amused but analytical expression, started untying her shoes. He smiled as he pulled one free, then the other. Now, again smiling at her, he pulled her pants and panties off, leaving the girl in nothing but her rainbow striped stockings.

"Cute," he said, turning her right foot to one side, then the other. He rolled the sock down, over her heel and then off her toes.

"Oh yeah," he said.

Monica laughed and shook when he ran his tongue along the bottom of her toes between the ball of her foot and the ends. "That tickles...!!!!" she said as she dissolved into giggles again and pushed him away with her other foot.

"Uh huh," he said while showing her and wiggling his tongue. He took her other sock off and, this time, ran his tongue from her heel to the ball of her foot.

"Oh God that's so gross!" she squealed.

"Nope." He nibbled at her left ankle, then licked the inside of her right calf. Then he ran his hands under her thighs and pulled her toward him, spreading her legs. "I told you I was going to eat your pussy, didn't I?"

"Ya, ya, ya, yes..." she giggled as he moved her and used his shoulders to spread her legs further.

"Well,..." he opened his mouth and put it over her mound.

"Oh fuck," Monica moaned as a shiver went through her.

The camera angle couldn't have been better as Jeff watched. He zoomed in as Tom played along Monica's slit, then dug at her clit. Monica started humping into his face. Tom leaned back on his heels and used his thumbs to spread the lips.

"Mmmm God. You've got the most eatable pussy," he said to her, then leaned in again.

"Ohhh...." she whined and put one hand over her face, blushing.

Tom looked up and snickered as he kept his tongue in her slit.

Jeff's cock was achingly hard as he gently stroked it through the sheets. He didn't want to cum yet, he wanted to wait to draw out his own pleasure as he watched his daughter getting off. On screen, things had quieted down as Tom licked and sucked the ten year old and she slowly built.

After a few minutes she was breathing hard, her skin was flushed pink and covered with a sheen of sweat and she was rocking her hips into Tom's face. She had moved her legs so her knees were over his shoulders and she started to move her feet up and down his back as she rocked. Her nipples had contracted now, changing the small cones into taller pink domes with their bb-size nubs on the end.

Tom lifted her ass and pushed his face harder into her cunt, Jeff could only imagine the taste and feeling of her slick sex, what it would be like to push his tongue into his little girl's vagina.

As he lashed her sex, Monica pushed the back of her head into the mattress and arched her back as she pushed her heels into Tom's back. She grunted and shivered, opening and closing her thighs around his head and bunching the sheet into her fists.

Tom broke into a smile as he watched his preteen lover cum, flopping and twitching in his arms until she'd had too much and pushed herself away.

"Oh fuck..." she said breathlessly, "I just can't...it's too much."

Tom looked up from between her legs. He smiled-his mouth, cheeks and chin were wet with spit and pussy. He shrugged off the wasted girl's legs and crawled up over her, his knees between her thighs, his hands on either side of her shoulders. She opened her eyes and smiled up at him but, when he leaned down to kiss her she turned her head with a giggle.

"Wipe your mouth!" she said, then grabbed a loose part of the sheet and did the job.

When he leaned down again she just gave him a peck but, when he kept his face near hers, she kissed him longer, then reached up around his neck and he lay down on her.

After a few seconds of necking, Tom pulled away and stood up at the foot of the bed-he was standing between her knees as she lay in front of him. She bit her lower lip as he undid his belt, then unsnapped and unzipped his jeans. His cock bounced free as he pushed them down.

Jeff smiled-at least he was somewhat modestly equipped, not too big for a girl who was still well short of five feet and tipped the scales at 85 pounds. His five, maybe five and a half inches at the most, an inch in diameter with a pink straining head stood out from a small patch of reddish-brown curls. Jeff's mind wondered back to the last (and as far as he knew, only) time Monica had seen one angry before. Her cousin was much better equipped, even at fourteen.

"Scooch back," Tom said as he moved forward onto his knees.

Monica pushed herself into the middle of the bed with her arms as Tom knelt with her legs between his knees, then reached forward and pulled her up seated. His dick was right in her face.

"You want me to suck it," Monica said.

"Return the favor," Tom said and shrugged as he took her hands and moved them up to his hard tool.

"Don't shoot in my mouth," she said, looking up at his face then straight at his cock head.

She opened her mouth and experimentally fitted his manhood in.

"Mmmm," Tom groaned as he put his hand on the side of her head, "that's so wonderful."

Monica bobbed back and forth some, looking up at him. She was having to stretch her neck out and she was pulling down on his dick to reach. The position was uncomfortable and really kept her from getting his cock very deep in her mouth.

"Here honey," Tom said as he pulled back. "Climb up on your knees."

He reached down and ran his hands under her arms and pulled her up.

With a smile, Monica pushed herself back as Tom lifted one of his knees and let her pull her legs out. She climbed onto her knees and grasped his tool again, then shook her hair back before she smiled up at Tom, then leaned forward and opened her mouth.

Now, with the angles better, she was able to do a better job and soon she was leaning down, bobbing his dick in and out of her mouth while she stroked his shaft with both hands. Tom slowly sank back onto his heels as he started humping up into the ten year old's face. There were occasional slurps and burps as she sucked.

Tom was now leaning so far back he had his hands on bed behind him, he was breathing hard in time with his humps into Monica's face.

Jeff had the picture set up with a split screen, one shot from the camera across the room gave him an excellent side view of his daughter leaning down with the college student's cock in her mouth. From the overhead camera all he could see was the back of Monica's head, her back and her ass as she lifted up and sank down. Tom was leaning back, watching his dick move in and out of her mouth, some times he'd look up with his eyes closed and biting his lips. Jeff could see that he was sweating and shaking as the cum pressure build in his balls.

He was humping hard into the child's face and Jeff could see that he was about to blow.

"Oh fuck," Tom moaned as he put his hand under Monica's chin and lifted her face, "I'm about to..."

Monica looked up at him and smiled as she continued stroking his member with both hands while she was leaning forward over his hips. She looked down just as the first gob of cum shot out of his cock.

Monica jumped when the sperm hit her on the right cheek and splashed down onto her chest. She straightened up and let go but Tom grabbed her hands and moved them back along his cock.

"N-n-no, ke-ke-keep..." he said as more cum shot out and made stripes down Monica's chest and stomach. Monica kept stroking as the last of his cum oozed out of his piss hole and ran down over her hands. Tom took a deep breath and relaxed, sinking his ass onto his heels.

"Oh fuck honey," he said as he put his hand on the side of her head, "that was awesome."

Monica let go of his cock and looked at her hands. "Messy," she said as white nasty stretched between her fingers. Tom's cock was still hard and bouncing with his pulse. He wiped the blob of semen off her cheek with his thumb.

"Kind of got everywhere," he said.

Monica chuckled. "I'm not complaining," she said, then she looked directly down at his dick as she grasped it again. Then she leaned forward and took him in her mouth again and sucked.

"Jesus..." Tom shuddered as she sucked the last cum out of his dick.

She sat back up and moved her lips, then opened her mouth and worked the small amount of cum off her teeth with her tongue. She swallowed, then used the back of her arm and hand to wipe her mouth and face. She looked at the shiny goo smeared down her arm.

"Gooey, tastes like sweat," she said.

"Salty?" Tom asked with a chuckle in his voice.

"Mmmm..." she thought, "yeah, I guess so."

Tom lifted her chin and kissed her, then backed off on his knees. He got off the bed and walked toward the bathroom. "Going to get a towel," he said over his shoulder.

Monica had straightened up and was rubbing the stripes of cum down her chest and stomach. Tom threw the towel at her from across the room, then went to the fridge.

"Want one?" he asked, holding up a bottle.

"Sure," Monica responded with a smile as she finished wiping the goo off the front of her right thigh.

He sat down next to her and aimed the remote at the TV.

Seeing the two drinking made Jeff want a beer too. Over the computer he could hear some talking on the TV. He slipped off the bed and quietly went down the hall, across the living room and into the kitchen. He could hear the sound now through the floor. He took two beers and crept back to his room.

He climbed back on the bed, opened the laptop and was surprised to see that the TV was already forgotten.

The furnace had cycled on so he couldn't hear anything but Monica had turned around and straddled Tom's hips. They were kissing-deeply.

From above Jeff could see the tops of their heads and from the other camera he could see his daughter's naked back, Tom's hands on her shoulders and that was about all. After a short time Monica started raising and lowering herself on him and Jeff got occasional glimpses that she was rubbing her pussy against his stomach. As he watched, Tom's cock rose along her ass crack.

Jeff, now sitting on top of the covers, pushed his computer down his thighs and started stroking himself again.

Suddenly Tom pushed her away and rolled the ten-year-old onto her back on the bed. Now he was laying half on top of her. They necked for half a minute more before he moved down.

Jeff could see his daughter giggle when Tom started sucking her right nipple. She ran her hands over his shoulders, then closed her eyes and bit her lower lip. Tom lifted up and moved to her left.

The furnace turned off.

Jeff could hear his daughter breathing as she rocked, humping Tom's thigh. She had her hands on his shoulders, moving them in and out but then she pushed down.

Tom raised his head and looked at the little girl. She grinned at him, then pushed again.

Jeff couldn't see Tom's face. What he could see was his ass as he lifted up on his knees. His nuts rocked back and forth as his cock, hard again, stuck down between his thighs,

Monica closed her eyes and let out a small, hushed groan as Tom started eating her hairless puss.

From above, Jeff watched Tom's head nodding up and down as he lashed Monica's slit with his tongue. Monica's eyes were closed and her mouth was open as her breathing deepened and quickened.

Jeff's cock was hard in his hand now as he watched his pre-teen daughter getting her pussy eaten. He knew he should be appalled, he should stop them, rant and scream, throw the boy out of the house right then, maybe even call the police, but instead his own cum was building in his balls.

Monica was pushing her hips up into Tom's face, obviously getting ready for another orgasm when she reached down and lifted his face out of her crotch.

"Put it in me," she said with big eyes.

Jeff fumbled with the zoom and electronic pan controls as Tom got up on his knees and moved forward. As he did his thighs pushed Monica's up and out. He slipped one hand under the little girl's shoulders as he reached down with the other and positioned his cock.

The blood was roaring in Jeff's ears as he watched the Tom push his dick into Monica. His cock slipped up between them.

Tom repositioned, rubbing his dickhead up and down the preteen pussy to position it at the opening. He pushed again but this time, just as the lips opened, Monica pushed herself up, away.

"Do you want me to stop?" Tom asked.

"No," Monica whispered, but with a fearful expression.

Tom moved forward on his knees, this spread her legs further than before, lifting her knees and she hooked her heels around the back of his thighs. Tom moved his other hand up so that the back of her neck was in the crook of his elbow and his hand was on the top of the opposite shoulder.

He pulled back, positioning his cock again, then pushed in again. On the overhead camera, Jeff watched his daughter bite her lips and squeeze her eyes closed as her maidenhead was ripped apart.

She dug her nails into Tom's back and let out a high-pitched "ooohhh."

Tom pulled his hand out from between them and ran it up the side of her head, then kissed her.

"Just relax honey," he said quietly, then kissed her again.

"It's OK," she whispered.

Tom pulled back and pushed back in. Monica drew in her breath, then blew it out.

With the next stroke Jeff watched a drop of blood ran down into her ass crack onto the sheet.

Jeff's own cum ran over the back of his hand, his heart pounding as Tom moved in and out of the bloodied preteen.

Jeff sat and caught his breath as the coupled built and then they both gasped-he was too overwhelmed by the scene to really think about the fact that his little girl was being pumped full of sperm.

As Tom held himself on his elbows and knees over the girl the furnace came back on. Jeff could see that they were talking and Tom kissed Monica's wet cheeks. Then she laughed and that pushed his softening cock out of her vagina. The limp, blood stained tool fell onto the bed spread.

When he climbed off of her, Jeff got a good view, from both ways, of his daughter's ruined virginity. There was blood smeared over her vulva and the folds of her slash were wet with red that was now mixing with a trickle of Tom's translucent white goo.

Tom stood up and Monica lifted up on her elbows. Her eyes got big when she looked at Tom, then she put a hand into her crotch, then looked at it with shock.

Tom climbed back onto the bed and kissed her. Her other hand came up around the back of his neck.

They kissed for a moment, then Tom said something and Monica nodded. He stood up and picked up the towel that had been thrown on the floor. As he walked to the bathroom, Monica wiped blood and cum off her crotch.

In the bathroom, Tom pissed, then used a washcloth to get the blood off his dick and out of his pubes. When he came out, Monica was pushing the blood stained bed spread down. Again Tom said something and pulled it off the bed as she worked her way under the sheet. Tom rearranged the covers so the blanket was over her, then went to the foot of the stairs and turned off the light. With only the light from the muted TV, Jeff watched him climb back into bed with his daughter. Monica found the remote and pointed it at the TV. The room went dark.

Jeff lay in the bed, unsure of how he felt. He had just watched his preteen daughter being raped by a man who is 13 years older than her-and it was the most awesome turn-on he'd ever experienced. His nuts ached terribly, he was way keyed up.

He swallowed his second beer in three gulps, then lay staring at the ceiling in the dark.

He knew that, if this kept up, he'd have to say something. If his ten year old daughter got knocked up it'd be all over-certainly for Tom and maybe for Jeff too. He also knew that, as soon as Tom finished his senior project, he'd be leaving and breaking Monica's heart.

Finally, after an hour, the adrenalin wore off and he fell into a fretful sleep.

The sound of water running woke him-Monica was in the shower across the hall. The blue numbers on the alarm clock read 3:17.

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