Date: Thu, 18 Feb 2010 16:19:59 +1100
From: The Pin <lawrencebradman@gmail.com>
Subject: Park views part 8

It had all been rather too much, Fiona's fragile appearance concealed a
ferocious appetite and next day I was absolutely done for.  Sitting at work
I reflected....had I been ignoring my daughter...and then the
thought..."let's get away for the weekend"....the more I thought about it
the better the idea seemed, only how would little daughter respond to the
idea of a "quiet" weekend?

I needn't have worried, something "quiet" had hitherto been outside her
experience and as she put it she'd "give it a go...but could it be
somewhere nice?".  I had a think, a quick trip North perhaps and one of
those better coastal resorts?  I got hold of brochures and we made our
choice, that Friday a drive to the local airport, and in less than an hour
we were there...the Taxi pulled into a palm fringed driveway and - well, it
was certainly upmarket.  No problem booking in either, missy for a change
was demurely dressed and no one had a problem with our sharing the room - I
had asked for a "double" in any event.  So using the motel facilities we
ate early, then wandered the grounds, it was now dark...and very warm.
Almost absent mindedly I placed an arm around my daughter's waist, she
responded in kind and we wandered along beneath the stars, inevitably I
suppose, we stopped out of sight.  She looked up questioningly and I began
kissing her soundly, next her little arms were around my neck, slowly the
heat built up.....it was a while since I'd had her so when her groin began
thrusting into mine I began looking for a suitable spot

"Dad, let's do...something...Dad, in the open...I've always wanted
to....its dark over there and we can't be seen...please Dad, I'm all
randy!"

So I led the little minx over and there helped her ease out of her panties,
there was sufficient moonlight to enjoy the slim smooth flanks, and as
usual I paused to cup my hand over the swollen mound between her thighs, as
I drew her close I began to feel her up....mmmmm she was wet and juicy,
proudly she whispered

"I don't need much to get...like this for you, do I Dad?  You only have to
look at me and....I start getting wet, you like feeling me there when I'm
like this don't you...we can stand for a while doing this if you like...my
Dad's got wet fingers!"

That did it, I indulged myself for another minute no more then lifted the
blond bundle and spread her out on the grass...where she promptly inserted
fingers in herself as I prepared....as I knelt she parted her legs

"Here Dad, can you see how wet I am?"

Vaguely I could see a gleam near the outline of her lips and towards this I
directed my penis, she in turn reached for me and happily drew me in to her

"Oh Dad, it's been a while, hasn't it...and now I can feel you coming in,
let's enjoy this one - sort of pretend we are on honeymoon?"

Quietly I set about pleasuring my 12 year old, warm tight and moist her
young vagina massaged my penis as with spare hand her fingers began to
dance over her clitoris...it would be a wild ride.  As I took her I
wondered at her blond loveliness, already a stunner my daughter had the
demure posture of a Sunday school miss - here hopelessly belied by her
restlessly thrusting loins and gasps of pleasure.  Eventually both heaving
and convulsing we came, still panting with excitement we lay there a while
collecting ourselves and then, arranging clothing we casually sauntered
back.  There was our room, as we were about to enter I heard footsteps
behind, a couple emerged from the darkness

"You had the same idea then - lovely time for a walk isn't it?"

and with a lingering glance at my daughter they entered the next door unit.
It was only when we were inside that to my horror I saw my little girl's
back, damp earth, grass and some leaves clung to her dress - no wonder the
couple had glanced at her twice!

Later, after slow relaxing sex we both drifted off to sleep - I said
nothing of what I'd noticed.  Next morning we rose late, breakfast was
delivered and she enjoyed the novelty of room service....meanwhile, we had
no agenda, deliberately so. However, someone, someone had just happened to
buy herself a new costume....and with a pool and recliners just outside our
door - well, could she?  Resignedly I agreed and expecting the worst waited
to see what came out of the bag, well it was two piece - in a sense at
least, the bottom wasn't quite a thong and more or less covered her mound
whereas the top consisted of two narrow crossed straps of thin material
pulled tight to expose jutting nipples above unformed breasts.  For me,
another hellish turn on!  So out we wandered, the early sun pleasantly warm
we deposited ourselves on recliners and began to relax.....and then we had
company.  The couple from next door, early 30's perhaps with a certain
quiet confidence that the well to do can assume (or confidence tricksters).
Naturally we began to talk, the usual introductions and pleasantries
exchanged, then I noticed it, quite casually the book was laid on the
nearest table..."Lolita".  My mind geared up....either it was sheer
coincidence or...someone had driven into town to make a purchase...in which
case....oh dear!  Here my daughter stepped in with both feet -

"Oh, you are reading that...my friends have all enjoyed it, I thought it
was great too....mind you, she was older than me when she started...doing
it..but I can still ... well, see things the way she did"

I winced, the other couple however took it in their stride and I noted the
long careful appraisal of her as she lay there between us.  Looking up
simultaneously, they caught my gaze...and smiled.

"She's a lovely girl you have there...I hope you don't mind us if we say
so?"

"Yes, she is lovely (the girl was slightly pink by now) and I'm a very
lucky father..."

I looked pointedly at them, they obviously both knew the score after last
night's encounter so why pretend?  In return they nodded understandingly
then quietly asked

"Would either of you mind if we...just admired her...seeing her there like
this, she's so very lovely, how old are you darling - about 12?"

Blushing still my daughter agreed, and I noticed the way she pulled her
tummy in, she knew she was being sexually appraised and from appearances
seemed to be enjoying it.  The conversation continued for a while, I found
myself liking these two and my daughter was certainly opening up....of
course she knew what they were after by now, the way their eyes were
feasting upon her body had clued her up...and I knew she didn't mind a girl
having her now and then.....so I wasn't too surprised when the pair moved
closer.  With an enquiring glance at me the man reached for my daughter's
thigh...and paused..until I nodded approval...it became very quiet as I
watched his had caress her thigh and leg, she lay there eyes closed but her
breathing was noticeably heavy.  Fascinated I watched as this stranger
began feeling her up, his partner meanwhile was sitting upright and
screening them both from casual observers...what he was doing must have
been skilful for as I watched, my daughter parted her legs for him....and
his finger crept up, beneath the flimsy material of her costume I could see
the action, he began stroking her slit and now her hips began to move...

"Dad, oh God Dad, I'm so randy...Dad....I think he....wants to...have me
Dad..."

Quietly I asked her

"Would you like him to ...do it with you then...?"

"Oh yes please Dad, his fingers, are driving me crazy....God, so randy,
yes, yes please Dad"

I looked at the couple and smiled resignedly....

"Well, I hope you take every precaution....and you'll only be next door?"

"Oh yes, we won't be going anywhere, not with this little treasure.....back
in a couple of hours suit you?"

I thought of little daughter's needs and replied

"More like three or four since there's the two of you"

Their faces lit up and I watched him lift her in his arms as followed by
his partner, they carried her off for enjoyment...and I knew, later that
evening or whenever, I'd be given a full account of the wonderful time
she'd just had - and began to grow hard at the thought....