Date: Wed, 9 Sep 2009 15:44:30 -0700 (PDT)
From: Bill <bil47_new@yahoo.com>
Subject: Three Girls

Three Bisexual 12-Year-Old Girls
By Bill

Three bikini-clad girls stood waist-deep in the backyard
swimming pool on a Sunday afternoon in early September.
The girls had much in common.  All of them lived in the
same affluent community in Southern California... they all
had divorced parents... each of them was 12 years old and
had just started 7th grade the previous week... they were
in their school's elite social clique of over-privileged
and spoiled rich-kids... and each was an extraordinary
specimen of early-adolescent beauty.

"I was SO ready for school to start!" said Amber.  "This
summer was so BORING, especially with you guys being out of
town practically the whole time.  Tennis camp, flute
lessons, some hopeless get-girls-interested-in-Math-and-
Science fiasco that Mom decided I should do... it was
totally postal!  I hardly had any time to just hang out!"

"That's nothing!" said Jasmine, trying to match the tone of
her friend's whining complaint.  "At least you didn't have
to spend 8 weeks at an all-girls sleep-away camp in the
middle of nowhere.  Having to sing these stupid songs;
everyone wearing the exact same boring tee shirts and
shorts; even the same ugly one-piece racing suits for
swimming and tanning.  Just look at these tan lines!"
Jasmine's tiny bikini-top emphasized how much more pale the
skin of her mid-section was than her arms and face.

"I wasn't going to say anything, girlfriend," said Maya in
a slightly condescending tone, "but you definitely need to
convince your mom to let you go to a tanning parlor!  The
best part about me spending the summer in Manhattan with
Daddy was that I could talk his bimbo trophy-wife into just
about anything.  I must have gone tanning about 20 times.
Look; no tan lines!"  She reached up and pulled down the
front of her skimpy bikini-top with both hands, exposing
small, perfectly-formed breasts that were as tan as the
rest of her body.  Their slightly-darker areolas surrounded
well-defined nipples, completing the erotic perfection of
her nubile young body.  Maya beamed with pride while
displaying the evidence of her emerging adolescence.

"Your titties are beautiful" gasped Jasmine, whose eyes
were glued to her friend's pert little breasts.  A slight
shiver ran through Jasmine's body as she thought back to
the exciting sex-play among the girls in her cabin at camp.

"I have an idea," said Amber, not to be outdone.  "Let's
get all-over tans!"  She removed her bikini-top completely
to show off her own breasts - budding little cones, crested
with puffy brown tips.  She dipped down neck-deep into the
pool, and when she rose back up, the cool water caused the
nipples to stiffen slightly at the ends of the soft
pubescent breasts.

"Oooo!  Yours are sexy, girl!" said Maya, as she quickly
removed her own top and tossed it onto a poolside chair.

Jasmine hesitated.  "What if your dad comes out and sees
us?" she asked Amber.  It was Amber's house where the girls
were gathered... or more accurately her father's house.
The divorce settlement several years previously called for
Amber to spend every other weekend with her father - Friday
evening until Monday morning.

"Daddy's watching some stupid exhibition football game,"
said Amber.  "He'll be glued to the TV in the basement.
Besides, he's seen me topless before."  (`But not since my
titties began to develop,' she thought to herself.)

"Your dad's hot," said Maya.  "I wouldn't mind at all if he
sees me topless... he could even feel them up if he likes!"
she teased.

"Maya!" exclaimed Amber in mock-outrage, splashing her
friend with water.  "Don't even think it!"  They both
laughed and turned their attention to Jasmine.  "Come on,
Jaz; don't be shy. Take off your top!"

"I wish I had titties like you guys! Promise not to laugh?"

Jasmine removed her top – two small triangles of cloth,
held in place by slender strings - revealing a flat chest
with small disks of dark areola... boyish nipples raised up
at their centers.

"Don't worry, girlfriend.  You still have the most awesome
body," said Maya. "You look like a frickin' Olympic gymnast
or something!"

And it was true.  Jasmine had a beautifully athletic body,
toned by competitive swimming during her 2 months at camp.
She was justifiably proud of her strong shoulders, her long
shapely legs, and the sexy butt that was displayed to
perfection by her thong bikini.  Her appealing combination
of athleticism and beauty had made her a sought-after sex
partner in the camp's surprisingly-open culture of lesbian
activity among the girls.
...
As the girls ogled each others' bodies, another set of
eyes watched as well.  Ron Watson – Amber's father - stood
to the side of a bedroom window, peeping down at the pool.
He couldn't hear what the girls were saying, but the view
was magnificent!  His eyes darted from Maya, with her
perfect little breasts... to Jasmine's enticingly-erotic
boyish body... to his own daughter, who seemed to have
bloomed into luscious adolescence almost overnight.
Twinges of guilt were no match for Ron's raging libido, as
his right hand slid into the waistband of his nylon
athletic shorts, inside his boxers, and wrapped around his
rigidly-erect penis.
...
"So Maya; tell us more about New York!" said Jasmine. "What
was the thing that you couldn't tell us about at school?
You know, with your cousin."  From the earlier discussion,
Jasmine had gotten the impression it included girl-on-girl
sexuality between Amber and her cousin.  Jasmine certainly
hoped that was the case, because it would ease her
hesitance to disclose her own experiences over the summer.

"Like I was saying, I hung out a bunch with my cousin,"
said Maya.  "She's 13 and lives just a couple blocks from
Daddy's condo on Central Park West, and she's TOTALLY
sophisticated.  We had a lot of sleep-overs at her condo,
and she introduced me to all her cool friends, and we went
to some awesome parties.  And you won't believe this, but
one of the parties was....  No, I still can't tell you.
You might think I'm a skanky slut!"

"MAYA!"  "Tell us!"  "What did you do?"  "No secrets!" Both
girls were talking at once, with excited anticipation
lighting up their faces.

"Well, one of the parties was a..." her voice lowered to
almost a whisper; "a SEX PARTY!"

"Oh my God!" "No way!" giggled Amber and Jasmine.

"Yeah, way!"  Maya replied, glowing with pride at her
friends' awe.

"Tell us everything!"

"OK.  So Suzy and me... Suzy's my cousin... we take a taxi
from her place to this ginormous five-story townhouse on
the Upper East Side.  This boy from Suzy's class lives
there, and the whole top floor is his personal play-room.
There's a pool table, a massive TV on the wall, and a sound
system that's probably meant for a nightclub!  It's
decorated in a crazy retro-hippy theme and there are a
bunch of sofas and futons around – perfect for make-out
sessions!  So all the kids at the party were a year older
than me, going into 8th grade; and there were actually more
boys than girls!  Can you believe it?  Like, seven boys and
five girls, including me.  And everyone was drinking this
fruit punch with vodka in it.  And after a couple glasses I
was totally relaxed and felt like I'd known all these
super-cool kids my entire life!"

"What about the sex part?" asked Amber impatiently.

"Don't rush me.  I'm getting to that.  So at first we were
just hanging out, talking and listening to music and
dancing – well, the GIRLS were dancing - and playing Xbox.
Then the kid hosting the party – his name was Trey – called
out "Time to get things going!"  He was like the guy on a
TV reality show who tells the contestants what crazy stuff
they have to do.  So he locked the door to the party-room
(not that his parents were coming up anyway), and dimmed
all the lights except one overhead spotlight, and switched
the music to a playlist of trippy electro-dance.  Then he
got a deck of cards and pulled out all the hearts and
shuffled them, and told everyone to pick a card.  The
person with the lowest card had to do a strip-tease, with
everyone else watching!  My card was, like, the 6 so I got
to watch what some of the others did before it was my turn.
The kid who had to go first was this unbelievably cute boy,
with blond hair and a face like a younger version of an
Abercrombie model.  His name was Ethan.  He wasn't as tall
as some of the other boys, but as he took off his shirt and
shoes and pants, he had a really nice body and you could
tell he was really good at athletics.  And when he started
to slowly lower the waistband of his boxers, I felt so
excited I could hardly breathe!" Maya's hand slipped inside
her bikini-bottom, underwater and hidden from the other
girls' view, pressing her finger to her clit as she spoke.
...
From his vantage-point on the second floor, Ron had a
clear view of Maya's hand movements.  His pants and
underwear were now at his ankles, and he was stroking his
stiff cock with breathless lust.  As his eyes moved from
one girl to another, his brain flitted through his
imagination's storehouse of sexual fantasies involving
young-adolescent girls.
...
"Maya!  This is so incredible!  Did he actually get naked?"

"Yeah!  And it was SO amazing!  The only time I'd ever seen
a penis before then was giving bath to a 5-year-old I was
babysitting.  But Ethan's was... it was like ultra-cute and
also wicked-sexy, all at the same time!  His penis was soft
when his undies came off, and I guess it looked kind of
like the 5-year-old's, except it was twice as big... and
the ball-thingies were a lot bigger too, and hanging down
much more.  Ethan didn't have any hair down there... well,
actually he had some blond hairs when you got your face up
real close."

"You mean you..." Amber began.

"Don't get ahead of me; there's lots more to come," said
Maya.  "So it's soft and kind of pointing down when I first
see it, but the other boys - and even some of the girls –
are saying `Get a boner, Ethan!'  And when Ethan touched
his penis and fooled with it for only a few seconds, it
started getting bigger and stiff and raising itself upward
all by itself until it was pointing straight up!  And it
was TOTALLY sexy-beautiful."

"How big was it?" asked Amber.

"Oh, gosh; I don't know.  Maybe 4 inches long?  Maybe
longer... and as thick as, you know, like a hotdog.  He
looked amazingly awesome standing there completely naked,
showing off his boner and stroking it with his fingers!
And he danced around a little, shaking his hips, and made
the boner wiggle back and forth. Then Trey said `OK, who
has the 3 of hearts?', and Ethan got dressed again.  The
next kid was a girl whose name I forget.  Just like Ethan,
she didn't seem at all embarrassed to get naked and dance
around for everyone to see.  And also like Ethan, she
touched herself down there, fingering her pussy in front of
EVERYONE!"

"You mean like masturbating?" said Jasmine eagerly, licking
her lips as she imagined the display.

"Yes!  Totally!  But just a quick tease; like 30 seconds."

"What was it like when you stripped?" asked Amber.

"I was a little nervous before I started, but I loved it!
Of course, I was a little tipsy from the alcohol.  And when
I showed my titties, the other kids encouraged me by saying
they looked sexy.  And when I took off my panties and
danced around naked a little bit, they actually cheered for
me!  I even fingered myself a little too!"

"I would have been SO embarrassed," said Amber.  "But I
would have LOVED to see the naked boys.  So you actually
saw SEVEN boys get completely naked!?"

"Yeah!  And they all had boners!  Some of them had a boner
even before they took off their undies.  Most of them had
bigger ones than Ethan's – and hairier too – but I thought
Ethan's was WAY best.  And after everyone had taken a turn
stripping, Trey announced another game using cards. He got
six of the heart-cards and the same six cards in spades and
shuffled them up.  When everybody picked one, each pair who
had the same card had to put on a SEX SHOW!  And if it was
two boys or two girls who had the same card, they had to do
sex-stuff with each other too while everyone else watched!"

"Nuh-uh!" said Jasmine in an excited tone, as her hand too
slid underwater, into the tiny triangle of cloth that
barely covered her pubic mound, and she surreptitiously
began rubbing the pleasure spot that she had discovered on
her first night at camp.

"Yuh-huh!" said Maya.  "And guess who I got?  Ethan!  Can
you believe it?  We didn't have to go first, though.  It
was in the order of the cards, and we were practically
last, so I got to watch most of the other sex-shows before
it was our turn.  Trey was telling the rules, and he said
both kids whose turn it was had to start out totally naked.
Then they would take turns, and each one would have one
minute to do any sex-thing they wanted with the other kid,
and the other kid had to do it.  Then they would switch and
the other one would have a minute of whatever she wanted."

"That's just incredible!" gasped Jasmine.

"And this boy and girl who were up first... Trey said the
girl gets to go first... they sat down together on this
futon and she told the boy to kiss her titties and finger
her pussy.  And while he's doing it, she's stroking his
stiff boner, and it must have been almost 6 inches long!"

Amber and Jasmine were struck speechless as they listened.

"And when the minute is up," continued Maya, "the boy gives
this wicked smile and pushes out his boner with his fingers
and says `get on your knees and suck it'... and the girl
does!  She kneels on the floor between his spread-apart
legs, and she takes his boner in her hand and brings her
mouth down to it and...."

Just then, Amber's father opened the sliding glass door at
the back of the house. A phone call had ruined his
masturbation, just as it was getting really good, and he
decided it would be imprudent to start it up again.

"(Ahem.)  Excuse me, ladies!" he said after getting a good
at them one more time.  The three 12-year-olds sank down
neck-deep into the water, giggling.  Maya lagged a couple
seconds behind the others in her plunge, intent on letting
the handsome 35-year-old see her breasts... even giving the
man a sly wink before sinking lower in the water.

"Oh; hi, Daddy!" said Amber, trying to sound casual.

"Hi, Mr. Watson," said Jasmine and Maya in unison.

"Jasmine; your mother just called, and she'll be picking up
you and Maya in about 15 minutes.  Time to get dressed."

Ron went back into the house quickly, feeling his penis
stiffening again, pushing at the front of his pants.
`Jesus!  Did that Maya really wink at me?'  He rubbed his
erection a few times as he grabbed another beer from the
refrigerator and retreated to the television room to watch
the rest of the football game.

As the girls got out of the pool and dried off, they
continued talking.

"I wish we could have a sleep-over tonight," said Jasmine.
"We have SO much more to talk about!  And it's not like we
have lots of homework for school tomorrow."

"We can always do a sleep-over this Friday," said Maya.
"How about my house?"

"Cool!" said Amber.  Then she grinned and whispered:  "But
what I REALLY wish is that we could get together with some
cute guys in our class... and have a sex-party!"

The girls exploded in giggling laughter.

"Who would we invite?" asked Jasmine.

"I'd want Chris Wellington," offered Maya. "He's WAY fly!"
Amber and Jasmine grinned and nodded their heads.

"And he's best-friends with Mike O'Connor!" said Amber.
"I did a make-out session with Mike at that awesome party
at the beginning of summer vacation.  He was SO sexy!"

"Yeah; I saw you, girlfriend!" said Maya.  "You guys were
tongue-kissing like maniacs... and I was making out with
Chris on the other side of the same sofa!"

"I know a perfect boy for the sex-party, but he doesn't go
to our school," said Jasmine. She decided it wasn't tactful
to suggest inviting some hot girls - at least not yet.
"His name is Mario and he's a 7th grader at Valley Prep,"
she said, naming the local private school.  "And he's
REALLY hot!" she added, remembering his candid revelations
about his sexuality when they spoke with each other at the
Middle School Gay-Lesbian-Bi Discussion Group at the
community center.  A stunningly handsome bisexual boy
seemed perfect for the scenario that Maya had described.

"Can you imagine seeing three boys totally naked?" sighed
Amber.  "And getting to feel their bodies!

"How about watching two boys feeling up each other!"
giggled Jasmine.

"It would be so awesome to go to a party like that," said
Amber.  "Do you think we'd ever do it for real?"

"I'll bet we could make it happen," said Maya.  "Boys are
horny all the time.  They'd jump at the chance to do sex
stuff with girls like us... and I KNOW that boys our age do
sex stuff with other guys too!  We just have to be brave
enough to ask them.  The main problem is figuring out where
we could have the party."

"We could have it here!" said Amber.  "We have the pool,
and there's the party room in the basement.  And Daddy will
let me do ANYTHING if I flirt with him."

"Even after that party you had here last Spring when the
boys had that food fight?" asked Jasmine.

"Sure!" said Amber.  "Just leave it to me."

"We DEFINITELY need to talk about this tomorrow!" said
Maya.  "Let's meet at recess in the far corner of the
athletics field."

The three of them wrapped their fluffy beach towels around
their bodies, sarong-style, and headed into the house to
change clothes in Amber's bedroom.

As they entered Amber's bedroom, all three of the girls
dropped their towels, still wearing just bikini-bottoms.

"Show us how you stripped at the party, Maya," said
Jasmine, with a glint of excitement in her eyes.  "And then
Amber and I will do it too."

"We will?" said Amber in surprise. Then she grinned and
said "I mean... yeah! Let's do it!" She turned on some
music from her iPod boom box.

"OK; here goes!"  Maya began dancing to the music, bringing
her hands up to caress her breasts.  Her index fingers
toyed with the nipples, making them stiffen and stand out
more prominently.  Then, with her body moving to the beat
of the music, she teasingly lowered the skimpy bathing suit
and let it fall to the floor.

"You have hair down there too!" said Amber, noticing the
growth of downy pubic hair that had only recently sprouted.

While one hand returned to fondle her breasts, Maya's other
hand reached down to her crotch, touching herself
provocatively.  Then her middle finger began gliding slowly
in a sawing motion along her pussy-slit.  She sighed
quietly... as did Amber and Jasmine, looking on wide-eyed.
Maya began to grind her hips like a stripper, pressing her
finger to her clit, copying the pornographic displays put
on by the girls at the New York party.  As much as she
loved the sensations from pleasuring herself, she loved
even more how it seemed to impress her two friends.

After about a minute, she stopped.  "It's time for one of
you guys to do it now!"

"I'll go next!" said Amber impulsively.  A tingle ran
through her as she began dancing in imitation of her
friend, fondling her breasts and then moving her hands down
to untie the strings that held the small patches of
material against her crotch and butt-cleft.

"That's it, girl!" said Maya.  "Now finger yourself.  Rub
your clit!"

Amber blushed with embarrassment and stopped dancing.
"This is gonna sound really stupid, but I've never played
with myself down there before.  Where are you supposed to
rub your finger?"  Then she jokingly said "I wish I had a
cute boy here to do it for me, like at that party!"

Jasmine saw her chance and took it.  "I'll pretend to be a
boy and do it to you!"  At camp, all the girls in her cabin
had taken turns `being the boy' during sex-play.

Amber thought about it for just a moment, and then said
"OK, Jaz!"

"Oh my God!  This'll be so awesome to watch!" Maya gushed.

Jasmine stripped off her thong – a slender triangle of
cloth that barely covered her bald pubic slit.  "Just close
your eyes and pretend I'm Mike O'Connor."

Amber giggled nervously as her eyelids closed.

Jasmine's arms slid around her friend's body, and Amber
hugged her in return.  They were the same height, and both
girls sighed as Amber's soft breasts pressed against the
tiny stiff nipples on Jasmine's flat chest.  Jasmine wanted
so much to kiss her beautiful friend, so she decided to
take the risk.  Her lips brushed Amber's, barely touching.
Amber didn't object or pull back.  In fact, she signaled
her willingness for more with a barely-audible "mmmmmmm".

Their lips came together again, gently at first, then with
increasing passion.  Amber had kissed several boys before,
at parties and school dances, while Jasmine had made out
with every girl in her cabin at camp... not to mention the
19-year-old swimming counselor (whose lessons taught in bed
had been far more fun than those taught in the water).
When their tongues finally met, both girls were consumed
with young-adolescent lust.  Jasmine's hand came up to
Amber's chest, feeling her warm breast with a practiced
touch, toying with the stiffening nipple.  Their kiss broke
as Jasmine's mouth ventured down to nuzzle the pointy cone,
kissing it lovingly; sucking gently.

Amber moaned softly, tilting her head back with her mouth
hanging open as she experienced these pleasures for the
first time.  The suckling lasted less than a minute,
replaced again by Jasmine's fondling hand.

"If I were a boy," whispered Jasmine softly in Amber's ear,
"my penis would be really stiff by now, and I'd be so horny
that I would be humping it against you."  At least that's
what some of the girls at camp had said.  Jasmine's legs
straddled one of Amber's thighs, and she squeezed it in
rhythmic little thrusts, feeling the delicious pressure on
her clit.  Then Jasmine's hand left Amber's soft breast and
slid down between her friend's legs.  Her finger gently
stroked between Amber's delicate little labial folds,
finally dipping into the warm wetness of her vagina.

Amber sighed with pleasure, and the girls' mouths came
together again in a hungry kiss, their tongues taking turns
probing and receiving.  When Jasmine's slippery finger slid
up to Amber's clit, the girl's body stiffened, and the
breath rushed from her lungs in a gasp.  Amber's mind and
body were stunned by the overwhelming rush of sexual
pleasure as Jasmine's finger moved in a tight circle
against the nerve-laden nub.  Only two months before,
Jasmine herself had been the recipient of this exact same
revelation - an inexperienced girl initiated into the joys
of masturbation by another girl's skillful fingers.

Jasmine toyed with Amber's little button of pleasure-flesh
as enthusiastically as if it were her own, frigging Amber's
clit with rhythmic stroking, varying the speed and
pressure, dipping down occasionally into the vaginal well
to refresh her finger's lubrication.

"Oh!  Oh, Jaz!  It's so good! Yes... YES!  Keep going!"

Maya, sitting on the bed, was fingering her own clit,
totally turned on by the erotic display before her.  Then
she impulsively hopped up and came around behind Amber,
running her hands over both girls' bodies as she reached
around them, sandwiching Amber in the middle.  Then her
hands worked their way between the other girls' bodies and
came up under Amber's sexy breasts.  Jasmine backed away
slightly, letting Maya squeeze the soft budding cones and
gently pinch the stiff nipples.  Then one of Maya's hands
left its breast and moved down, across Amber's smooth butt
cheek, and reached in between her legs.  Maya's finger slid
into Amber's pussy, gently finger-fucking the narrow
vaginal entrance in shallow strokes from behind, while
Jasmine lovingly frigged the girl's clit from the front.

Amber's body surged toward its first-ever orgasm.  As both
of her friends rubbed their bodies against her, vigorously
pleasuring with their fingers, Amber felt her muscles
getting increasingly rigid with delicious sexual tension.
The sensations kept on building, so intense she almost
cried out.  And then the orgasm hit - waves of ecstasy
radiating from her clit, spreading outward through her
entire body... spasms of raw sexual pleasure... her vaginal
muscles clamping rhythmically on Maya's probing finger.
Amber clung tightly to Jasmine, kissing her fiercely until
the orgasm began to subside.

"Oh, God!  That was so AWESOME!" she said at last.  "Is it
always like that?"

Jasmine smiled knowingly, proud of her work.  But just as
she was about to finally speak freely to her friends about
the pleasures of girl-on-girl sex....

"Ladies!  Time to go!"  It was Amber's father, calling from
down the hall.  "Jasmine's mom is here.  Don't keep her
waiting."

"Shit!" grumbled Amber.  "We were having so much fun!"

"I think I know what we're going to do at the sleep-over
this Friday," said Maya, as she and Jasmine quickly threw
on their clothes.

"Before you go, Maya, I've got a question," said Amber.
"Did you really suck that boy's penis... that boy Ethan?"

"Yep; sure did!" said Maya.  "Just for a few seconds when
everyone was watching during the sex-show game.  But then
for-real later on, toward the end of the party, when some
of the kids paired off in a dark part of the room.  Ethan
and I were making out and feeling each other up for a
while, and he convinced me to suck him until he had his
orgasm.  I thought it might be gross, but it was awesome!
Just like it'll be at OUR sex-party!"

"Yeah..." sighed Amber in a dreamy voice.

"See you at school tomorrow," said Jasmine as she and Maya
rushed off to their ride.

Amber was still feeling aroused.  She reached down between
her legs and stroked her finger on the still-engorged clit,
bringing forth the same pleasure that Jasmine has produced.
Then she imagined herself sucking a cute 12-year-old boy's
stiff penis, and her body's erotic sensations revved even
higher.

"This is SO cool!" she murmured to herself as she lay down
on her bed.  Her right hand worked at her crotch, as she
quickly figured out how she could masturbate herself just
as effectively as Jasmine had done.  Her left hand went to
her mouth, and she pretended her finger was Mike O'Connor's
boner... sliding it between wet lips, licking and sucking
it.  The feelings of orgasm gradually rose up within her
again, and she vigorously fingered herself to another
climax.  It wasn't as intense as the first, but it
nonetheless left her floating on a cloud of carnal pleasure
as she drifted back to reality.

It was time to get dressed and have the talk with her
father... and she knew that dressing sexy would aid her
cause.  She put on girlish cotton panties, thin and soft
from many washings.  Then she selected an out-grown
sleeveless cotton shirt, too short at the bottom and
clinging snugly to her breasts.  Standing in front of the
mirror, she was satisfied that this was just the right look
for asking Daddy's permission for the party.

As she entered the TV room, Ron Watson glanced up from the
screen and then did a double-take.  He said nothing about
the way his daughter was dressed, but he felt his heart
thumping in his chest.

"Hi, Daddy.  Can I ask you something?"

Ron pressed the "pause" button on the remote, letting the
game record on the cable box's DVR.  "Sure, sweetheart."

"How is the team doing today?"  Amber knew that the best
way to talk to boys (and her father was just a big boy) was
to start by bringing up something they liked to talk about.

"Not bad at all," said Ron, struggling to keep his eyes
aimed toward Amber's face, rather than her budding breasts.
"The first-team did really well, especially Rivers, the
quarterback.  They have the substitutes and rookies in now,
since this is just an exhibition game, and they're a little
shaky."

"That's interesting!" said Amber, barely listening to him.
She came over to the sofa where her father was seated and
snuggled onto his lap, legs to the side and her arms draped
loosely around his neck... just as she had done as a little
girl, and just as she did now whenever she wanted some
money, or any other favor.

Ron's left arm went around his daughter's waist, his right
hand resting on her knee.  `She's incredibly erotic!' he
thought to himself.  `And her scent - I can smell her sex!'
Sweat began forming on his forehead, even though the room's
temperature was comfortable and he wore only a tee-shirt
and athletic shorts. "You're getting grown up, sweetheart."
(`That was totally the wrong thing to say!' he thought to
himself as soon as the words came out.)

"Why thank-you, Daddy!" she said, kissing him on the cheek
and leaning close so that her breasts rubbed lightly
against his chest.  "Could I ask you a favor, Daddy-kins?"

"What is it sweetheart?"  His eyes glanced at his girl's
precocious tits, pushing against her thin shirt, only a few
inches away from his face.  He nervously licked his lips,
trying to keep his mind away from the lurking taboo
thoughts, and his hands from exploring her body.

"Could I have a party next time I'm staying with you, like
the Saturday after next?  Not a big party; probably less
than 10 kids.  Can I, Daddy-kins?"  Her arms hugged a
little tighter to Ron's neck, and she placed gentle kisses
on his forehead, cheeks, and neck.

The man took a deep breath, trying to clear his head.
"Will there be boys?  You remember what happened last
Spring when...."

Amber shifted herself around to straddle her father's lap,
her knees resting on the sofa on either side of his hips.
Without thinking, he wrapped his arms around her, feeling
the sensuousness of her maturing body.

The girl pressed herself onto her father's crotch, moving
around in an unknowingly lap-dance, and brought her mouth
right up close to his ear. "Please, Daddy?" she whispered
in a breathy, seductive voice.  "Pretty please?"

Her warm breath in his ear, followed by a flick of her
tongue on his earlobe, made the man shiver.  "Oh, God!" he
murmured under his breath.  His hands began moving around
her back, moving lower as his heart beat faster.  When they
slid onto her beautifully-curved butt, his brain went
through a momentary battle – like the devil on one shoulder
urging him to do it, and the angel demanding that he stop.
The angel didn't stand a chance, and he thrust his hips up,
pressing his stiffening cock against his daughter's crotch.

Amber could feel the erect penis against her pubic mound,
even through three layers of clothing.  She had made Daddy
get a boner!  And he was pushing it onto her, just like
Jasmine had described.  She was intrigued by the power of
her emerging sexuality, and determined to play it to her
advantage.

"I'll make sure the boys don't mess up the house at all."
She was still whispering right into his ear.  "You can
trust me, Daddy.  Pleeeese?"  She remembered how he had
responded a minute ago to her tongue flicking his ear, so
she tried it again.  This time, she slithered it into his
ear like a little snake, the tongue-tip teasing all around.
His body trembled with lust, as his impulse-control was
disintegrating like a sand castle at high tide.  When Amber
kissed him full on the lips, his tongue pressed hungrily
between her parted lips.  As they kissed with increasing
fervor, Ron's hips rose up with grinding thrusts.  His
hands roamed all over her body – her back, her arms, her
thighs – and finally to the front of her shirt, cupping her
luscious little breasts at last.  His daughter not only
accepted the pawing hands, she responded by kissing him
with even more urgency, and grinding her crotch down onto
him even more blatantly.

"Daddy?  Do you have a... a boner?" she asked, feigning
surprise.

"I – I'm sorry, sweetheart," Ron sputtered.  "I couldn't
help it.  Maybe we should st...."

But before he could get the word out, Amber reached down
wrapping her hand around her father's straining erection
through the thin material of his nylon shorts and cotton
boxers.

"Ohhhhh, God!" he moaned, as his head lolled back and his
hips thrust up even higher.

"Can I see it, Daddy?"  Her hand was stroking his cock
through his pants.  "I've never seen one before."

A look of panic flashed across his face.  "Sweetheart... we
shouldn't... it wouldn't be...."

"You can see my titties if you like," said Amber, as she
pulled off her shirt in one smooth motion, proudly
displaying herself to him.

"Oh, God!" the man repeated.  The last of his inhibitions
crumbled, and his hands pushed his shorts and underwear
down his thighs, giving unimpeded access to Amber's
exploring hands.  Then he reached up to massage his
daughter's succulent naked breasts, bringing his mouth to
them - kissing, licking, sucking.

"Oh, Daddy!  Your boner is so handsome!" said Amber, as she
held the rigid circumcised cock in her hand.  "Is this how
I stroke it?"  Her hand gripped tightly, moving the skin of
the shaft up and down.

"Stroke it more gently, sweetheart... with your hand just
lightly sliding on it, like this."  He reached down with
his hand atop hers, seemingly oblivious that he was giving
his own daughter instructions about how to masturbate him.
"Oh, yes!  That's it! Stroke the head.  Yeah; like that!"

As Amber became accustomed to the masturbation technique,
she picked up the pace, her hand stroking up and down the
straining shaft, her thumb and forefinger brushing across
on the ridge of the man's cock-head.

Ron knew he couldn't last long.  His sexual tension had
been on a hair-trigger ever since his interrupted
masturbation session while watching the girls in the pool.
He felt no shame at this moment, thinking only about the
pleasure of the orgasm rising up within him.

"Oh, God!  Oh, yes!  Here it comes!"  He pressed his
shoulders back into the sofa as Amber leaned forward to
tongue-kiss him, masturbating him rapidly, making up in
enthusiasm what she lacked in technique.

A rope of semen erupted from the man's cock, quickly
followed by another, a third, a fourth burst of cum.  While
most of it landed on Ron's chest and belly, some of the
semen splattered onto Amber's breasts.  Still more of the
thick white jizm oozed out of the man's spasming cock onto
Amber's hand.

"Eeeewwwww!  What's THAT?" the startled girl squealed.

"Oh, sweetheart!  I'm so sorry!"  (`Of COURSE she was
repulsed by my cum,' he thought; `she's just an innocent
young girl!')

His lust instantly evaporated, and guilt rushed in to
replace it.  He pulled off his tee-shirt and wiped the
splotches of semen from his daughter's body.  As he ran the
cloth over her bare breasts, he felt ever-increasing
remorse at having fondled them in lust.   "I never should
have done this to you, baby!  What was I thinking?"

Amber said nothing.  But she was bemused by her father's
instant turn of behavior, and she knew instinctively that
she could make use of his guilt as easily as she had toyed
with his lust.

"Sweetheart," he said hesitantly.  "You... uh...you can't
ever say anything about this to, uh...."

"To Mom?  Why would I ever tell her?  I love you, Daddy!"
She reached out to hug him again, pressing her bare tits
against his bare chest.

"Uh, Sweetheart; you need to get dressed.  And yes, you
can't tell your Mom, or anyone else... ever.  Understand?"

"What about the party, Daddy?  I can have it, can't I?"

The question seemed at first to be a non-sequitur.  Then it
struck him as he realized what she was saying.  "Uh, well,
yes. I guess you can have your party."

"And you'll leave the house until the party is over.  I'll
call you on your cell when you can come back.  OK?"

The man frowned.  It was sinking in completely now.  This
had all been a set-up.  He had let it happen, to his shame,
but this was all about her damned party!  And there was no
doubt that she had him where she wanted him.

"Yes; I'll go somewhere else while you have the party," he
said in a defeated voice.

Amber leaned in and gave him a chaste kiss on the cheek.
"Thank you, Daddy!"  Then she stood up and began walking
from the room, still wearing only her panties.  At the door
she turned around and looked at her bare-chested father.
`Gosh he's sexy!' she thought.  "Thanks for teaching me
about sex, Daddy.  Maybe we can do it again sometime."
Then she strolled out of the room, grinning, as she went
off to take a shower... thinking `I wonder what it would be
like to stroke Mike O'Connor's boner?'

Ron Watson gritted his teeth.  `Teach you about sex, eh?'
he thought bitterly to himself.  `If you weren't my
daughter... if it had been your sexy friend Maya who had
seduced me like that, I'd be banging the hell out of her
hot little pussy right now.'  As the man wiped the last of
the semen from his chest, the thought stayed in his head:
`Yeah; Maya!  She's hot for me.'

End of Part 1
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