Date: Fri, 12 Feb 2010 16:22:16 +1100
From: The Pin <lawrencebradman@gmail.com>
Subject: Park views 5

That day at work had been difficult, the sights and sensations recently
experienced had not abated in my conscious, in fact as each day passed they
grew stronger, now I began to daydream of plump hairless mounds and tender
juicy little slits whose owners, very much in control would pant out
instructions....God!  I shook myself and noticed that it was time to go
home...and further temptation, my daughter happens to be one of those very
fair girls and the sight of her crutch as her shorts ride up drives me
wild, nothing but the swell of a smooth mound is visible...until she
catches my glance and parts her legs further, that's all she has to do to
turn me on - simply part her legs.  So I'm home, all is quiet, seemingly
deserted..or is it?  There they are, now I see them, young Julie on the
couch naked from the waist down and silently busy is my daughter with face
buried between her thighs.  Their breathing is audible but carefully
regulated, they've done this before, probably many times and have it down
to an art form....I leave them to it and wander into the kitchen there to
consider options for the evening meal.  Lost in thought I don't hear it at
first, then there it is, a mewing sound, it rises in intensity and I hear
my daughter's name called out, and again...then silence for a while until
low throaty giggles are heard.

Faces flushed, the two Nymphettes mysteriously appear on either side

"Hello, have you forgotten what day it is?" they chorus

I thought and thought but nothing registered, not a birthday no....and I
gave up

"Father's Day, it's Father's Day!"

Well I never, even when my wife was around it never seemed to get a
mention...so what was happening here?  Gradually all was revealed, little
daughter and Julie had finally been admitted to the special club they had
here, membership had only one requirement - your Dad must have done "it"
with you not once but on an ongoing basis.  Each Father's Day a special
outing was arranged...this year it would be held at a Restaurant owned by
one of the group's parents, Julie said her Dad would be taking her...which
left me with no option I suppose.  Since everything was to be "neat
informal" dressing up wouldn't be a problem, or so I thought until my
daughter reappeared - in school uniform...."Oh Yes, the girls had all
decided to wear it so no one would feel left out, some of their special
stuff was quite expensive (Yes, I knew....) and not everyone could afford
it .. besides..here eyelashes fluttered - maybe some of the Dad's might get
a kinky - turn on this way?  Yes, I could see the point, looking at the
demure clothes and knowing the charms they concealed...well I began to get
hard.  Of course intuition told her what was going on and a little hand
began to fondle....

"Poor Dad, I'd love to do it with you now...but you will be much better
saving it, trust me?"

I sighed and agreed.  Arriving at the restaurant I was at first puzzled by
the "Closed" sign, however other cars were present and the lights were on
so I followed my daughter inside.  What a surprise, most of the faces were
known to me, Julie and her Dad of course but other fathers I'd briefly met
at school functions...and the girls, these ranged from late teens to 10 or
11 year olds, some wearing uniforms from schools outside the area.
Welcomes squealed out on all sides we made our way to a table and settled
ourselves, soon another father and daughter pair wandered in and introduced
themselves....this girl I noticed was younger than my daughter and with
long dark tresses down her back, she was from another school too and she
had that knowing look, it seemed to be shared by all the girls present -
the look that said they knew what they had, knew how to use it, and knew
how to make Dad do just what they wanted.  The food arrived and the noise
subsided slightly, the other girl's father and I had mutual friends and
associates and in between conversation I noticed my daughter and the little
brunette in close conversation....and then someone started the music, slow
tempo heavy on the romantic element and I wasn't really surprised when
several of the girls got up and making their choice led their selection out
between the tables.  I felt a tug at my sleeve - and there was the little
brunette, meanwhile my daughter had taken her Dad by the hand and was
headed out.  Mingling with the slow moving couples I took stock of my
partner, cheeky smile and wicked eyes, perhaps 11 years old, waist newly
formed and hips to match, no development in the bust yet but sexy...very
sexy and when she pressed in close the inevitable happened.  She felt it
and her smile widened, if anything she pressed even closer...nearby her
father was pressed against my daughter...catching his eye I got a "thumbs
up" which I returned....gradually things progressed, other couples were
openly kissing, in a couple of instances hands were wandering - and my
daughter was nowhere to be seen.

"Come with me, this way" the little minx instructed and I was led into an
alcove area, dimly I saw bodies heaving as we carefully picked our way
through, eventually we emerged on to a grassy area, here there was
sufficient light to pick out my companion's little features, fingers at my
zipper found what they sought and carefully she began to masturbate me.  In
return I unbuttoned the front of her tunic, reaching in I found the erect
little nipples sitting above their unformed breasts and gently toyed with
them

"Oh that's so nice of you...because I've nothing ...there.. yet people
don't realise, how sensitive I am, mmmm yummmy!"

and her skilled fingers slid across my tip.  The girl was lovely, leaving
her nipples exposed I now raised her tunic above her waist, frilly lacy
little pants were all that stood between me and what I sought, and as I
slid them down

"Yes, oh yes, only Dad's had me so far, this is so exciting!"

Her fine little mound came into view and insatiably I ran my hand over it,
already moisture was seeping from her lips and lifting her I carefully
placed her on the grass, instinctively she parted her legs wide and raised
her knees.  This would need gentle handling I thought, then came the sound
of heavy gasps.  Looking round, there was my daughter similarly spread open
for enjoyment, only my partner's father was already in her and the two were
oblivious to events elsewhere.  Heartened by the sight of their obvious
enjoyment I lifted my little angel's hips as I knelt between her thighs
then ever so gently, I eased into her tight moist depths.  Oh she was
tight, much tighter and I could never have managed but the little body took
me, not only did she take me but I noticed her bring both hands round to
begin flicking and stroking her little clitoris...and her hips began to
rise and fall of their own accord as I thrust, meeting her gaze I winked
and she grinned slyly....she was enjoying herself.  Looking down I was
amazed, my shaft was sliding smoothly between the slim little thighs, it
thrust her mound apart exposing the gleaming lips and then seemed to travel
up inside her almost for ever....and she looked back at me exultantly...

"Mmmm, just like Daddy does it, that's GOOD!"

Much later, semi exhausted, I fare welled my new friend and his enchanting
little girl, 'phone numbers were of course exchanged.  I got into the car
and as I settled back, something seemed not quite right....puzzled I
thought about it, took a look, glanced again..and "Julie!?"

"Yes....well we thought it might be a nice change, right now Dad is
probably just as surprised as you are, I'm to spend the night...you don't
mind do you?  I don't think my Dad will object either..."

No, I didn't think her Dad would object, neither would my daughter come to
that, carefully I drove us home as nimble fingers began to fondle my
penis...WHAT a Father's Day, and a night with little Julie all to myself!