Date: Sat, 23 Dec 2006 10:12:48 +0800
From: Aussie Teacher <aussie_teacher@hotmail.com>
Subject: My Brothers and I - Part 8

Warning:  This story is a work of fiction and contains explicit sexual acts
between a teenage girl and her teenage brothers.  If this type of content
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"I will see you on Monday at school.  Can I eat lunch with you and talk to
you at school?" he asked timidly.

"Of course you can Mike, as long as you don't tell anyone what we have done,
Ok?" I replied.

He quickly agreed and after giving me a quick peck on the cheek, he turned
and was walking towards his home.  I had never seen him walk so proudly
before that time.  He looked like he was floating, more so then walking, and
his head was held high as he whistled his way to the street.

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That night I could not sleep, as I had all the events of the day going
through my mind.  I guessed the biggest thing was the way Mike seemed to
change.  Not only that, but I had a nagging feeling deep down inside myself
that he may have confused all the fun things we had done together for a
feeling of love for me.  Damn!  I hoped not!  I was way too young to have a
boyfriend, and I knew my parents would not be too happy if I did.  I guess
it must have been around 2am before I finally fell asleep.

The next morning it was around 10am when I finally woke and got up out of
bed.  After going to the toilet and then cleaning my teeth and having a
shower, I went to the kitchen to see what there was to eat.  As I entered
the kitchen I got a shock when I saw my dad sitting at the table having a
coffee.

"What are you doing home, Dad?  You always go to the pub to play pool on
Sundays!"  I asked.  "Where are mum and the boys?" I added as an
afterthought.

"Yes, I know that is what I usually do, but to answer both your questions,
your brothers are with your mother.  She wanted to get them some new clothes
and after that they were going to take in a movie.  They will be home around
7pm tonight.  I hope you are not disappointed that you only have your old
man to chat with today!" he laughed.

"No Dad, it will be great to hang out with you for a change.  It's just that
I wish I could have gone with them.  It's been ages since I have been to the
picture show!" I replied.

"Maybe next time.  Anyway, we heard you tossing and turning last night and
knew you went to sleep late.  We did not want to disturb you this morning.
So why were you having troubles sleeping?" he asked.

"It's nothing Dad, just had so much on my mind lately that it all caught up
with me.  You know, tests at school soon, what to do on the holidays.  Just
that sort of stuff really" I lied to him.

"Ok, I thought you might have been having boyfriend troubles or something.
I thought today would be a good time for us to have a little talk as well"
he stated to me with a grin on his face.

"You know I don't have a boyfriend Dad; I'm too busy, and too young to have
boyfriends anyway!" I retorted.

"I was just kidding you girl, don't take things so seriously.  You have a
whole lifetime to worry so don't do it while your young!  Anyway, who said
you are too young?  You know your mother and I were going out together when
she thirteen years old!" he laughed.

"Thirteen!  What, you and mum were dating that young?" I gasped.  "What did
grandma say about that?" I added.

Well, both your mums and my mothers never knew anything about it.  We used
to meet in secret down by the stream.  Probably the same area you and your
brothers go swimming every weekend" he giggled.

"Dad!  You and mum are so wicked.  I bet you would have been in trouble if
my grandma's had of known?" I smiled back at him.

"True, they would have been.  But shit, nearly everyone our ages were doing
it around that age or a bit older" he replied.

"DAD!  I don't need to know all that about you and mum!  Remember me; I'm
your daughter!  I'm not one of your mates at the pub that guys brag too!" I
replied. shocked that my father had just let slip that he and my mother were
having sex when they were very young.

Finally my father made some lunch for us both and we sat down and ate before
he asked what I had planned for the afternoon.  Normally I just stay in my
room and catch up on homework and then do some reading.  I told him this,
but he said it was too nice a day to be cooped up in the house and he asked
me if I wanted to go swimming with him down at the stream.  I told him I had
been swimming for hours the day before and was not really interested.

"What?  Are you getting too old to spend some time with your father these
days?  And I was looking forward to spending some quality time with my
little baby today as well!" he replied with a disappointed look on his face.
  "It has been months since I have had the time to spend with you!"

"Sorry Dad, I did not mean to upset you.  Oh course I would love to spend
the afternoon with you" I replied.  "I'll just need a few minutes to get my
swim suit!" I added as I turned to go to my room.

"No need, I have all the things here in this bag.  Come on, let's get out of
this stuffy house!" he said as he took my hand and started out the back
door.

"Dad! I have to get changed!" I protested.

"Don't be silly, you spend way too much time in that room.  You can change
down at the stream anyway!" he said, still pulling me along behind him.

He seemed such a different person today.  It was almost as though he was
still a teenager, and not a grown man of thirty-five.  We chatted only
briefly on the way and once we were there he threw down the plastic bag and
started to strip.  By the time he was only in his jocks, he turned to me and
asked why I was not changing.

"Dad!  I'm your daughter, I should not be getting changed in front of you!"
I proclaimed.

You are such a prude little girl, I have seen you naked from the time you
were born, and even now that you are maturing, I still see you sometimes
when your towel slips when you are returning from the bathroom.  And!  If it
is so wrong, how come you take so long to turn your head when you walk in
the bathroom by mistake when I am having a shower?  Hey!  Tell me that
little baby" he snickered at me.

"I'm not a little baby anymore dad, and please stop calling me that" I
retorted indignantly at him.

"Here" he laughed as he dropped is jocks and threw me the bag.  "Put your
swimsuit on little baby" he jeered.

As I looked at him I just caught a glimpse of his huge cock as he turned his
back and ran down to the stream and jumped in.  I could not help but feel
both embarrassed and excited a little at seeing my fathers large cock.  It
looked like it was only half erect, but it was much bigger then any of the
cocks I had seen to date.  I opened the plastic bag and emptied the contents
to get my things.

"Dad, there are just some old rags in this bag!  Were is my swimsuit?  You
said it was in this bag!" I shouted out to him.

"Shit!  I must have grabbed the bag that was to go in the recycle bin later!
  Sorry baby, looks like you will have to swim naked like your father is
doing!" he laughed as he dove under the water again.

"No way daddy, I can't swim naked with you here.  I will have to go home and
get them.  I will be back soon" I replied.

"Don't be silly, it will take you 30 minutes to get there and back.  If you
are such a prude then just swim in the clothes you are wearing" he called
out.

I thought about going home for my things for a moment, before deciding to
just wear what I had on.  I did want to strip off but knew I could not do
that while my father was there.  I ran down to the stream and jumped in and
soon was swimming over to where he was.  As I neared him he went under the
water and I was not sure which way he had gone. A few seconds later I was
grabbed up in his strong hands and as he stood he threw me high into the
air.

My father was a very strong swimmer and every time I tried to splash at him
or even reach him and try to push him under, he would quickly disappear
under the water, only to resurface in another spot, or else to grab me once
again.

The first few times he grabbed me and picked me up I did not think much
about where his hands had grabbed, but the more he threw me up, the more I
realised that he would place one hand at the top of my legs and the other on
my back where my arm met my side.  Invariably he would miss the spot he was
aiming for and instead he would brush against my inner thigh or close to my
breasts as I would try to twist out of his grip.

One time he had thrown me high and away from himself, and by the time I hit
the water again and then stood to see where he was, I could not locate him.
I stood and looked; turning my head around in case he had gone the other
direction, but I could not see him surface anywhere.  I started to get
scared and began screaming out for him.

"Guess who?" he whispered in my ear as he silently came up to me from behind
and placed his arms around my head and covered my eyes.

"Daddy!  Don't scare me like that again!  I thought you had drowned!" I
yelled at him as I turned and threw my arms around him and held him tight.
Tears were already flowing down my face.

"Hey baby, don't panic, I did not drown" he said, as he too put his arms
around me and hugged me to his chest to comfort me.

I took a few minutes to stop sobbing and then a few more to feel my heart
stop beating so wildly.  It was only then that I felt it!  His cock was as
hard as a rock, and it was hard against my pussy.  I could not believe that
my father had gotten so erect, just by hugging me, or maybe he got excited
from all the playing in the water.  I just knew that his cock was poking
into me, and at that moment I decided to pretend I had not noticed it.

A few minutes after we began to hold each other he once again was ready to
play.  This time though he already had his arms around me and we were
standing, so he had a much easier job of lifting me up.  The first I knew
what he was about to do was when his arms moved to underneath mine and I
felt his pressure build as he lifted me from my feet.  I was not aware at
the time that as he lifted my, my breasts were almost in his face.  Once he
had me higher he jerked and seemed to let me loose as my body began to go
higher.  His hands again grasped me around the top of my shorts and I was
again motionless, only now my crutch was where my tits had been a moment
ago.

"Don't throw me again Daddy, please don't, please.  I will do anything you
want if you don't throw me!"  I pleaded with him, hoping to keep my pussy
where it was as it was making me feel all tingly knowing it was so close to
his mouth and eyes.

"Hey, you are the baby here girl, you don't make deals, you do as you're
told girl!" he said as he first lowered me a little, then he lofted me high
into the air.

"That's not fair, you are so much stronger then me so how can I get even
with you?" I half cried as I got back to my feet.

He just stood there and laughed at me, and I began to feel so angry that I
was almost crying.  I moved towards him to try and catch him again; tears
were now streaming from my face.  This time he did not move, instead he
stood his ground (well water) and seemed to be letting me get close enough
to take revenge.  Just as I was close enough, and about to push him over, he
grabbed me with one arm and then quickly pulled me to him as his other hand
came up from below the water, and joined his other hand behind my back.

"I'm sorry baby, I guess it is not fair to you that I am faster and
stronger" he said as he held me tight once again.  "Don't cry sweetheart, I
wont be so rough with you again" he comforted me as he kissed the top of my
head.

I melted into his arms as the tears slowly stopped.  It had been a long time
since my father had spoken so softly to me, and even longer since I had
hugged my father so much as I had done today.  Again I calmed down and then
felt his rigid cock pushing into my leg, but just as I became aware of it,
he began to push me away.

"No Daddy, don't let me go please.  It has been too long since you cuddled
me" I said as I jumped up a little as I threw myself back into him.

When he had cuddled me a moment before, I had been on my tiptoes and his
cock was on my leg, just below my pussy, but this time I had jumped into his
arms, and I was higher up his body.  That was when I realised what had
happened.  As he grabbed me I had wrapped my legs around his waist, and I
could feel his cock snuggled at the opening of my naked pussy!

"Daddy!  Where are my pants?  My pants are gone!  They must have come off
when I hit the water when you threw me!"  I screamed in disbelief.

"No they didn't!" he laughed as he pulled one of his hands to the front and
showed that he was holding them.