Date: Wed, 24 Feb 2010 14:36:27 +1100
From: The Pin <lawrencebradman@gmail.com>
Subject: Park views Part 13

As we left the beach and looked back, something prompted me to wave....the
response was amazing, everywhere I looked I saw a raised arm, men obviously
grateful for the glimpse of heaven provided.  As we made our way to the
car, I began to think.....meanwhile, happy and complacent my little miss
ensconced herself, still in bikini pants while I tried to concentrate on
driving.  Not two days later, another 'phone call, this time from Fiona's
Dad - he was being driven crazy he said, why would his daughter be
so...insistent that she should stay over with us?  I took a deep breath and
looked at my daughter reproachfully...I had no doubts as to what had
happened...and set about explaining events to Fiona's Dad....a thoughtful
silence then

"So, you, your daughter and now Julie....are all doing it regularly?"

I hastened to explain that perhaps he should talk to Julie's Dad for news
on that front and he readily agreed but I did go on to mention that my
daughter and I had found things...worked rather well, very nicely in fact
and I mentioned our experiment at the gay beach.  Another pause and a
"Wow!" then

"Well, it IS tempting, very tempting but Fiona, she's a little devil for it
as you know....but, she's younger and smaller than those two, it would
probably be OK but...you know, I've no experience in - that area and, I'm
much too nervous to try it.  Look, she's been pestering and pestering, and
now I know why...so, maybe...would you consider a swap for this
weekend...I'm rather keen on your daughter as you know, would she mind?  I
mean, if Fiona's with you, I know she'll be in safe hands, you know what
you're doing and I can't even imagine you doing anything that might hurt or
injure her....what does your daughter say?"

In response I handed the 'phone to my little girl, she'd been lurking
attentively, and she listened for awhile then giggled coyly

"Well, we'll have to see then.....yes, perhaps we can.....yes, but be
gentle please....Ok, Friday 6 pm, see you!"

I looked at her, I knew what she'd been up to, it would have been a dead
certainty that once little Fiona knew what the other two had progressed to
she would demand a share of the action...and my daughter would have known
full well where she'd be spending next weekend...little minx, she had three
of us parents on a string - and knew it.

Safely delivered, the slight brunette with long mane of jet black hair had
fed and now engrossed, watched something very feminine...my daughter's
collection was obviously quite satisfactory, the two women on screen had
been petting one another for what seemed an age before one slipped out of
her jeans and laid herself back, legs spread, I watched Fiona as she
slipped fingers down her front, glancing at me she grinned sheepishly
before settling down to the serious stuff....I'd seen my daughter bury her
head between the little girl's thighs so was under no illusions
here...Fiona knew what she was watching and evidently enjoyed it...in fact
she came several times as I watched.  Eventually, tired and ready for bed,
I carried the little bundle through and then washed and still naked we
snuggled up in my bed.  She lay still for a while and then I felt little
fingers at me....

"Its a bit late isn't it...for us to try that...other stuff, but let's have
some fun now, can we....you are hard aren't you, I may be little but I know
how to do things, nice things, don't I?"

She certainly did, there was magic in those fingers and I began to let my
hands roam, over her nipples, flat chest, flat tummy and then...there it
was, the smooth swelling little mound, deftly I fondled it as the little
girl's breathing quickened, this was something I always took my time
over...it was the ultimate feel - until fingers strayed between puffy
swollen lips into that little moist slit, and her breathing quickened
again, gently I slid my hand back and forth, little clitoris a hard knob
above..there to be stroked and teased.  The darling was becoming agitated
now and her grasp on my penis firmed, her motions more insistent...and I
slid fingers up into her tight moist vagina, gently I felt around inside
the little girl and then satisfied all was ready, rolled onto my back and
lifted her up.  Her thighs managed to straddle me and with an impish grin
she paused

"It's nice being on top, I may be little but I know I feel good....I can
make you cum whenever I want you know, just watch as you go in, I can take
it all....are you sure you want to - do me?  You don't have to you
know....I can always play with myself?"

That long black hair framed an impish face, slender little thighs braced
and as I watched she placed the tip of my penis at her slit and looking me
in the eyes, sank down upon it, tight yes but no fuss...and the 11 year old
began to take her pleasure of me...as I made plans for the morrow and
gently caressed her tiny form.

Mid morning and seated by our pool, I looked at my little visitor and
realised - she was a seductress, already, a natural.  The costume she wore
was nothing outlandish, it was brief true but somehow the way she wore
it...seemed indecent, flaunting, I could imagine ripe assets she didn't yet
have and somehow she conveyed that they were there for the taking.  Then
she caught my glance and head turning as she sat posed...I received a look
that was pure seduction...I believe it may have been unconscious, the kid
was a natural...but then she rose and swinging her little hips came and
stood beside me, I felt fingers twining in my hair while a slender leg was
proffered...and I began to stroke it.  It was very pleasant and pretty soon
I began to have thoughts, my hand was roaming a delightful expanse of leg
and inevitably worked upwards, this time though reaching around to the back
of her briefs...she froze, then relaxed...under the elastic, my fingers
began stroking her buttocks....quietly she stood there nor did she move
when a probing finger moved between plump little cheeks and lazily circled
the tiny entrance....

"You'll need to take those off sweetie....they're too nice to get...oil
stains on them aren't they?"

Her eyes were round and bright with excitement as she complied, in a second
she stood there completely naked and with buttocks offered.  Now came the
preparation, I reasoned that if her vagina could take a grown man's penis,
so could her anal passage...but I'd be walking on egg shells..I'd
considered an anaesthetic cream but rejected the idea, pain could be a
useful warning...and I would risk nothing.  So, I clutched the naked lovely
to me as I reached for lubricant, enjoying every moment I rubbed it between
buttock cheeks, worked it up into her little passage and then began her
first anal finger fuck....squirming at first, still not a sound from her, I
let her grow used to the feel, all the while applying fresh lubricant.
With a second finger inserted, she began to register real interest as
possibilities began to tick over in her mind....she obviously felt some
discomfort but wasn't going to let it interfere, she had her mind set on a
particular objective..and that was that.  Still I took my time, this was a
delicate business so it was a while before the third finger entered
her...and then there was a quickly suppressed gasp, I paused then through
clenched teeth

"Go on then....."

Almost reluctantly I worked my fingers in and out, again pausing for
lubricant I pushed then further and further in between those sweet little
cheeks...and kept on until I felt that tension had eased...again I
whispered to her "relax" and somehow she did....my fingers were now at full
reach and as I slid them in and out I had a chance to admire her slim
nakedness, she was a little stunner, so perhaps carried away, I withdrew
fingers and asked

"Do you feel ready?"

Biting a lip she nodded eagerly, in any event I knew that having come this
far she wasn't going to pull back, particularly if it meant missing out on
her friends' experience!  Only...she was that year younger, so still
acutely mindful of this fact I exercised extreme caution, rather than lie
upon her I positioned us spoon fashion side by side, this way she could
pull away at any time. Carefully I stroked her smooth flanks as I eased
into place, nuzzling her neck I muttered "relax" "just relax" and then
began to press myself into her, she tensed..then relaxed, tensed again and
I heard a gasp...my head had just slipped in.  Here I rested, she'd need to
adjust and this was a critical phase so I concentrated on caressing her
neck and shoulders, quietly she subsided and then satisfied, I began my
slow progress, again she gasped, again I'd pause all the while whispering
endearments and encouragement...incredibly we got there and I held still..

"There my little sweetie, who is a clever girl then, we've done it pet,
we've done it!"

"Ooooh my God!  I'm so, so FULL, how did you get it in me?  Let me be for a
little, it stings.....not so sore now but, don't move yet, please!  I'll
fall in half!"

Content with progress, I lay there and enjoyed the feel of her, lifting a
thigh I was able to reach round and cup her little pussy and fingering the
slit let fingers intrude, her breathing had been irregular but now settled
into heaving arousal, gingerly I pulled out a little way, and subsided back
in - I waited, no reaction, emboldened I tried again...and again, gradually
I lengthened the strokes, eventually I was pulling out to the tip and then
pressing flat against her buttocks...time and again, I'd add more lubricant
moving slowly the whole time...and Fiona lay there being sodomised, still
uncertain and not quite enjoying it...but as I came into her incredibly
tight anus...I felt victory...Later that day, she giggling and pretending
to a sore bottom began to perform, I noted the backward glances, veiled
eyelids and sultry look.  No, surely not!  But yes, gathering her to me I
eased in and up...she stiffened then relaxed, now I could explore her and
began to experiment with my thrusts, nothing extreme, I was still very
cautious but then...results..a squeal of surprised delight...a few more
strokes and another...and I knew that this little girl....would only want
more, and more, I'd hit that G spot in her....and I began to pity her poor
Dad, who blissfully buggering my daughter would have not a care in the
world!