Date: Wed, 5 Oct 2016 08:27:29 +0000 (UTC)
From: Las Vegas <lvnv2008@yahoo.com>
Subject: Four Letter Word Fred

Four Letter Work Fred, a Short Story

Bisexual Incest - Adult/Youth

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I knew she was getting fucked.  That was the whole point. Carl would not do
it, no matter how easy I made it for him. He always had an excuse for not
fucking her. He wasn't sure: I told him everyone is fucking her. He said
she was under age: She wants to fuck a grown man!  Carl was one of those
guys that needed bottle courage. And yet, if he drank too much he could not
get it up. It was like a catch 22. He needed to drink before he could get
enough balls to fuck her, and if he drank, he couldn't fuck her because he
could not get it up.  I was exasperated.

Sorry to start in the middle of my story.  Here are the facts.  My daughter
has been boy crazy since she was 11. At 13 she and her little friend would
dress like the sluts they would eventually become, and they would start
calling every boy they liked asking them to come over. And, although some
boys didn't, there were a lot more that did. Especially older boys. When
she and her friend who was the same age as my daughter were turning 14 they
took a couple of 17-year old boys into the media room, I knew they were not
there to watch TV. Afterwards they had hickeys all over, and I mean all
over. When the boys and her friend left and my daughter finally went to
sleep I crept in and move blankets, nighties, panties.  It amazed me to see
a hickey on the inside of my daughter's thighs, way up at crotch level.
And the dry pecker tracks leading from her cunt down towards her ass were
letting me know she was getting fucked.  I loved it.

When my friend Carl started hinting he enjoyed coming over and watching my
daughter and her friends, I flat out told him these girls may just be 15,
but they are already getting fucked. He was very interested.  If he came
over and we were alone, I'd let him go into my daughter's room, pick out a
pair of panties from her laundry basket and beat off on her bed while he
inhaled her scent. He did not like me watching and I assumed it was because
he was either shy, or he had a small dick. Didn't matter to me.  After he
would leave I would go get the panties covered with his cum, wrap them
around my cock and beat off as well.

I made all kinds of recommendations on how to fuck my daughter. I'd give
her a little drink. I'd give them plenty of privacy.  I even offered to
stand guard while he fucked her. He talked a good talk, telling me what he
would do to her in explicit detail, but he never followed up on it.  I knew
that if he took his shot, not only would he be able to fuck her, I would be
able to fuck her friend, and ultimately fuck my own daughter as well. When
he told me he did not want my daughter's friend to know, I said no
problem. When it is just the three of us at home I'll make myself scare and
you can fuck her. I did not tell him that my plan was to fuck my daughter
after he left. My thinking was that if she knew that I knew Carl had fucked
her, she would have no option but to spread her legs for me too. She might
hesitate but with a little insistence on my part she'd fuck.

And then one day we were at a bar and after a few beers Carl let slip that
he had told his friend, Fred, about how I was willing to let him fuck my
daughter.  At first I was upset, asking Carl if Fred knew what a pussy Carl
was being about not going after willing pussy.  Carl got defensive and said
maybe I should let Fred fuck her. Carl thought by lashing out at me he was
getting the upper hand, but I realized Carl had made a great suggestion. I
smiled and said, let's set it up. Carl could not believe I was willing to
let Fred, some guy I had never met, fuck my daughter. I said to Carl that I
knew my daughter would not hesitate to let a grown man fuck her and that
maybe Fred would not turn out to be as big a pussy as Carl.  I did place
one condition: I did not know Fred and so I was not about to leave my
daughter alone with him.  I told Carl I did not want Fred to hurt my
daughter, but the real reason for the condition was that I wanted to see
her get fuck by a complete stranger.

If there was any doubt in my mind that my daughter was getting fucked, the
minute Fred and Carl showed up at my door, I knew it was happening. My
understanding was that Fred was the same age as Carl and me, but he was so
young looking, that he could have passed for early 30s, even late 20s, and
very handsome. Did I say charming? He was Irish, big and strong, and had
the gift of gab about him. We shook hand hands and talked. I liked that he
was still in his fireman's uniform having come straight over from work,
because he looked extra macho.  At first he seemed hesitant until I offered
them a drink and said to him, please don't fuck around and waste everyone's
time. You are here to fuck her. He smiled and said, just so that you know,
I am not here to make love, I'm here to fuck, and grabbed his crotch.  He
asked me if I was sure she would fuck, and I replied, I know she'll fuck,
the only question is if she will fuck you. He gave me that charming smile
and said in that case she'll fuck.

When I introduced him he looked at me and said to me so that my daughter
could hear that he was willing to bet my daughter was a heart-breaker in
school. He told her someone as lovely as you must have every boy in school
in love with you. I knew he had her when he said come give your Uncle Fred
a hug and she did.  She did not resist him when he pulled her into him so
that her tits were pressed against his chest. He held her while he told her
she was lovelier than lovely. Then he kissed her cheek, her shoulder, her
neck, and finally on her mouth.  The first kiss on the mouth was just a
peck but the second one was a real kiss, and when she did not fight it, he
French kissed her. She blushed, but let herself be led the couch. She did
look over her shoulder at me, and I was smiling and nodding my head that is
was OK.

He sat her on the couch and started right off rubbing the inside of her
thigh, using his hand to push the short dress she was wearing up towards
her crotch. He squeezed her tits and asked her if she was feeling as good
about what he was doing as he was, and she just nodded her head yes.  And
then we heard the door to the garage. My daughter said to me, Mom's home,
and ran off to her room.  Fred stood up and said I thought we were going to
be alone this afternoon, and I noticed his erection pushing out his
pants. Fred said it was hard for him to get away from home and today was an
exception. I was just as disappointed as he was. I went to check things
out.

My wife had come home from work early because she as sick. I told Fred she
had taken cold medicine and would soon be asleep. Fred said no way was he
going to fuck my daughter with my wife in the house. He was sure they would
get caught and he would be the one to end up getting fucked... in
prison. Then we both said at the exact same time, let's take her for a
ride. As I went to get my daughter he said to tell her wear a dress or a
skirt, that it made for an easier fuck in the car. I knew I had made a good
choice in going with Fred over Carl.

She sat in the back with him and I rode shotgun. He was on her the minute
we pulled away, rubbing her legs, breasts, telling her Uncle Fred was going
to make her feel really good, better than any boy ever had. He asked me
where we should go and I told Carl to drive to the golf course. As we drove
over there Fred asked her if she had ever sucked a dick. She giggled. He
said, I'll take that as a yes and pulled his cock out of his pants. She
said "Oh my God". I had been watching for the turn and when she said "Oh my
God" I looked back as was surprised at how big his dick as. It curved up
towards his stomach and reached quite up his body, and the thickness at the
base was impressive. My daughter gave a nervous laugh. He placed his hand
on the back of her head, pulled her head down to his cock and she started
sucking.

He had his hand on the back of her head and another on the back of her
neck. And as she sucked he was pushing her head down, and his hips up. He
told her that she was doing a good job, and then he asked me if I wanted
him to cum in her mouth and have her swallow, or if I wanted her fucked. He
said decide quickly as I am getting ready to shoot here. I said fuck. He
pulled her off his dick, pushed her onto her back, reached under her skirt,
grabbed her panties, and pulled them down. All the way down, past her
ankles, right off. He spread her legs, dropped his face down between her
legs and began eating pussy.  After a few minutes he pulled his face away
from between her legs, said that was sweet to me, grabbed his cock and
positioned the head on her pussy lips and pushed. She said, eeekkk, and he
said tight. He fucked her fast and kept telling her she was such a slut,
all cunt.  I told Carl to stop the car and Fred stopped fucking her, and
she asked, what?

He sat up and told her to sit on his dick. She did so facing him, and he
began fucking her again. She was bounding on his rod and she was holding on
to him shoulders as she rode him. He stopped again, and told her to turn
around facing away from him and then had her sit back on his cock. He asked
me if I could see his dick fucking her and I said yea. He placed one of her
foot on each of his thighs and he fucked up into her. Her cunt was in full
view as was that fat dick of his working in and out of her pussy.  It was
like I was not sitting just inches from her able to reach all the way up
and feel his dick pumping into her.  I sat there thinking I was just
watching some movie.

She started to moan and I mean loud. He told her come you bitch. Cream on
my cock. Let your daddy know what a whore you are. She came and shortly
thereafter he did too.

I asked Carl if he wanted to fuck her and he said, I don't know. I said
fine, take us home. I knew when we got home she was going to fuck her old
man, whether she wanted to or not. I also knew that from then on I would
not need Fred to fuck her, just so that I could.  When my daughter and I
walked in the door I checked on my wife who was out cold and my daughter
just waited for me in the hall way. She knew she was getting fuck. I
followed her into her room and we both started to undress, we both knew we
were there to fuck. I pulled her toward me and whispered in her ear, you
know of course that Fred and fuck both have four letters. She laughed and I
knew she was going to be a fun fuck.