Walking into the kitchen, fatigue from a hard day at work eased at the sight of Nadia, my wife, leaning over the sink. I paused for a moment to admire her; actually, to ogle her a bit. I loved her compact pear-shaped ass, long legs and the thick, shiny almost black hair that seemed to cascade over her shoulders; it shone with health and vitality. I never tired of admiring her body and always felt a stir of arousal when appreciating her. After fifteen years I was still surprised she'd married me, even more surprised she loved me. I'd never lost that thrill of knowing she'd chosen me or of feeling so lucky.

Walking up behind her, slipping my hands around her waist to hug her, I felt the slight curve of her lower stomach, so sexy, and rubbed up against her familiar, alluring rear end. "Hey, Sweetheart."

Nadia loved the way Ken held her so gently, so lovingly, and the feel of his body against her. "Hi Honey. Tired?"

"Nope, not now. Where's Shannon?" I asked nuzzling my wife's neck, inhaling her Chanel 19 perfume and feeling a bit randy. Damn Nadia's butt was nice.

"At her tennis lesson, I think."

Perfect. Friday, home alone with Nadia, our daughter out. A quickie! Slipping one hand up, I cupped a sexy breast, caressing it over her dress, feeling the lace of her bra and the seductive heft of a still-firm mound that fit my hand as if it was made for me. My other hand slipped down reaching for the hem of her knee-length dress, inching it up, feeling her silky warm inner thigh, an erection growing stronger the nearer I got to her panties.

"Ken, really!" Nadia reproached me with no force of conviction in her voice, not stopping my advances.

I was incredibly lucky, I thought. Nadia loved sex as much as I did and, like me, wasn't in the least bit shy about it. Feeling my wife get excited, become aroused, her nipples changing from soft buttons to turgid, prominent bumps that showed through her bra, excited me. I liked that I could turn my wife on, and loved the fact that she'd let me grope her, even encourage me. Touching and fondling seemed to keep us close and strengthen our relationship.

"Ken, Shannon might be back at any time," Nadia said softly, her head tilting against mine.

She squeezed her buttocks and pushed her sexy ass against me with a sigh when I caressed her stiff nipple, my erection growing harder at the touch of satiny panties. The way she parted her legs slightly for me and let me cup her crotch had me horny as hell. I relished the springiness of her full bush under her panties and the outline of her inner labia that peeked between sexy lips. She felt warm between her sensual thighs. Turning her head she kissed me, lush lips opening. Out tongues played as her hand pressed mine harder against her firm breast. She gave me a soft purr. Man Nadia was a sexy package.

"Hey Mom, I'm home."

We quickly disengaged and rearranged ourselves, me relocating a rather obvious erection, Nadia straightening her dress, blushing slightly as she looked at her prominent nipples now obvious under her dress. Very sexy, I thought. Tonight, sex tonight for sure. Suck those lovely . . .

"Gonna take a shower, okay?" Shannon yelled from the hall, the sound of her clumping up the stairs telling us she didn't expect an answer.

"Tennis lesson?" I asked with a smile.

Nadia turned and hugged Ken, still feeling aroused. She kissed him gently. "Tonight Tiger," she promised with a grin and a grope, turning back to the sink to finish washing dishes. She liked how horny Ken was, how he couldn't keep his hands off her. He made her feel so sexy and desirable. She was proud of the fact that, after fifteen years together, she still turned him on. Actually, fifteen years and he still turned her on, she thought, smiling at the dampness in her crotch, nipples pleasantly aching. Yes, tonight, I'm definitely going to jump his bones.

She chatted with Ken, catching up on the day's office gossip, updating him on the trials and tribulations of raising a daughter and household chores needing his attention over the coming weekend, which no doubt he'd forget. She saw Ken poured himself a Scotch and water and take a sip as he leaned his hip against the counter. From the slope of his shoulders and easing of crinkles at the edge of his eyes she could see work stress melt away, see him relax. When he smiled at her she felt a rush of love. Ken wasn't classically handsome; his nose was a bit large, light brown hair amusingly misbehaved from a double crown and eyebrows a bit heavy. Yet somehow, when all the individual pieces were put together, along with his generous mouth that was quick to smile and his startlingly penetrating blue eyes, he was quite a package, very attractive; very, very masculine. Yes, tonight I'll get me some of that, she thought with a grin.

The Scotch was good, but eventually the need to get out of my suit, remove the noose-like tie and take a shower drew me away from Nadia. I headed up. "I'm going to change, Honey."

"Okay. Dinner in about forty-five minutes. How about some wine with dinner? It's Friday!"

"I'll open a bottle," I yelled, heading upstairs.

I was shocked, absolutely floored, and I stood there with my mouth open; I stood and stared. I was shocked when I walked into my bathroom and Shannon was standing in front of the sink, stark naked. I was shocked to see two small perky breasts in the mirror, perfect plumb-sized mounds with small dark brown areolae and tiny dark nipples. I was shocked to see pubic hairs decorating a plump and very prominent pudendum, glossy, almost black pubic hairs sprinkled over her pussy; pubic hairs so fresh they hadn't even curled with maturity. And her pussy seemed so large for her petite body!

I was shocked. Shannon? My daughter? Wasn't she was far too young to be developing? Puberty at ten years old? That didn't seem right.

I was even more shocked at her nonchalance. She didn't seem to care that she was naked in front of her father, although I wasn't helping by standing like an acne-covered, nerdy teenager staring at a naked female for the first time. That's how I felt.

I was stunned when she smiled at me.

"Hi, Dad. Look, I have pubes," she said turning towards me, pushing out that plump sensual mound framed by slim, almost non-existent hips. I was locked in place, unable to move when I saw her vulva so rounded in the wide gap between her slender thighs, a light dusting of pubic hair accentuating the lushness of her labia, her cleft seductively small and tight.

And I was completely, completely shocked over my reaction, my body betraying me, fatherly instincts vaporizing. There was absolutely no mistaking that feeling in my groin, that first rush of blood, a slight tumescence. Jesus, Shannon was a girl! And a sexy little minx to boot!

"Um . . . Sorry." I beat a hasty retreat when I caught sight of myself in the mirror, standing like a deer caught in headlights.

"Mom, Dad just saw me naked when I was in the bathroom," Shannon said with a grin as she helped make dinner, peeling carrots at the sink.

"Really? What did he do? Did he blush?" Nadia asked intrigued as she marinated chicken breasts; Asian style tonight, with Angel Hair pasta instead of rice, she decided. Better tell Ken white wine.

"Nah. He just stood there and stared." Shannon giggled, adding, "And his eyes were really wide."

"So what did you do?"

Shannon grinned impishly, lowered her voice and leaned towards Mom, "I turned and showed him my pubes."

"You did?" Nadia tried to imagine Shannon showing her father. She wished she'd been there to see Ken's reaction. It must have been quite something. Shannon had been so worried when she'd started to develop, especially since none of her friends had any sign of puberty.

"Uh-huh. Then he turned and left the bathroom. I think he was muttering to himself," she added with a laugh. "It was really funny." She wondered what Dad thought of her boobs. After a long reassuring chat with Mom, she'd become quite proud of her pubescence and even excited when her first period arrived two weeks ago, even though she was only ten. None of her friends had theirs yet.

"He was probably embarrassed at seeing you naked."

"Really? Why? I wasn't embarrassed. It's not like I've never seen him naked."

Nadia was surprised. "You've seen your dad naked? When?"

Shannon laughed again. "All the time, Mom. He's always wandering out into the hall to get a bath towel after he's showered. He really is forgetful."

Nadia smiled. Yup, Ken was completely absentminded. It was sort of charming.

I stood in the bedroom half dressed, pants in my hand, staring down at my groin somewhat stunned at my erection. It was a determined erection, hard and throbbing in my boxers. The front was moving as it pulsed. The erection felt good, but the reason for it was a tad uncomfortable. There was something vaguely disturbing about reacting sexually to my ten year old daughter. But jeez she was attractive. My daughter was a girl! And pubescence looked so spectacular on her.

I couldn't help but smile at the impish grin she'd given me, rather alluring I thought. Shannon had her mother's olive skin, a trait of her Persian heritage. Maybe that was it. Nadia was quite hirsute in her pubic region even though she kept her bush neatly trimmed. But my ten year old with boobs? Very nice little boobs, too. I wondered how firm they might be. Huh, what did pubescent breasts feel like?

In fact, thinking about it, Shannon had a beautiful little bottom as well. Staring at my tented boxers I wondered what I should do with the erection; deal with it or ignore it? Hmmm. Ignore it. I'd rather have sex with Nadia than use my hand. What had I come to the bedroom for? Oh. A shower.

Nadia collapsed forward onto the bed, her face buried in the pillow, heart pounding, Ken's sensual weight on her back pushing her into the mattress. Her body was flushed and hot, residual contractions from her orgasm flowing through her making her jerk softly. She sighed. It had been a massive orgasm, completely satisfying. Three positions tonight! She could feel Ken's penis pulsing slightly as it shrank and the warmth of his cum deep inside, her nipples softening in post-orgasmic peace. God she loved being fucked by Ken; sex was fantastic. He seemed to know instinctively when she needed tender love and when she just needed good straightforward sex.

When he rolled off breathing heavily, she cuddled to his side and smiled to herself. He'd been unusually vigorous; almost desperate in the way he fucked her, his wonderfully filling erection thumping against her cervix giving her little spikes of erotic pain that had intensified her orgasm. Occasionally, in the heat of passion, she liked a bit of pain. She also had a sneaking suspicion why he was such a stud this time.

"Did you know Shannon has pubic hair?" I asked after a few minutes, my body pleasantly relaxed from a deeply satisfying screw. I just loved Nadia's compact, shapely ass bouncing against me. She always seemed game for sex. Yes, I was very lucky indeed.

"How could you know that?" Nadia asked, hiding her smile as she cuddled to his side, her head in the crook of his shoulder.

"Oh . . . Well . . . Um . . . I happened to walk into our bathroom and there she was," adding hastily, "It was an accident. Really. How was I to know she'd be in our bathroom? And, come to think of it, why was she there?"

"Her shower's broken. So, what happened? You just ogled your naked daughter?"

"Ogled? Of course I didn't . . . Well, maybe a little." Who wouldn't? I thought. "When did her shower break?"

"Last weekend, Ken. Remember? You were supposed to replace the shower head."

"Oh. Right. Well, she has pubic hair," I declared, as if it was an affront to nature. "And boobs, Nadia!"

"Well of course. She should. She's a female." Nadia laughed lightly at the surprise in Ken's voice.

"No."

"Yes, she is," Nadia answered with a hidden grin.

"No. I mean, isn't she too young? She's only ten," I said, with the memory of her body and my reaction making me speak rather earnestly. "Do you think there's something wrong? Should we take her to the Doctor?"

"All the females in my family developed early. Shannon's just the same."

"Really?"

"Uh-huh. So tell me, what do you think?" Nadia asked, letting her hand slip down Ken's stomach to toy with his damp, flaccid penis, wishing again that she'd been there to see his reaction.

"Of what?"

"Of your daughter, of course. Does she have a nice body?" She smiled to herself when she felt a tiny twitch in his penis. She let the tip of her finger trace the underside lightly.

"I don't know." But I did. She had a beautiful little body. And, unbelievably, thinking about her petite body, small boobs and new pubic hair was giving me a damned erection! "Stop fondling me, Nadia." This could get very embarrassing.

"Did you like your daughter's body?" Nadia felt a twinge of arousal, her nipples firming up slightly. What harm could there be in a bit of fantasy, maybe a bit of innocent role-play? She stroked Ken's reinvigorated penis, amazed he was recovering so fast. He must have really liked what he saw. How fascinating. Damn, why wasn't she there to see it? "What did you like about Shannon? Her small boobs?"

"Shit, Nadia. I didn't like anything. Stop playing with me." I tried to mentally make my penis behave. Where was Uri Geller when I needed him? Reaching, I tried to remove her hand.

Nadia giggled to herself at Ken's embarrassment and reached for his penis again. She felt a stir of excitement return. How intriguing, Ken aroused by his daughter's pubescent body? "Did Daddy like my boobs?" she whispered, thrilled when his penis suddenly grew stronger. "Daddy, did you like my pubes?"

Oh dear, I recognized that playful tone. "Um . . . Perhaps you shouldn't, Nadia," I said. Our fantasy sex life was very rich, but this was going a bit far; new territory.

"Did you want to feel me, Daddy?" she whispered, clenching her thighs together, arousal returning making her pussy ache pleasantly. Ken was fully erect. This was very exciting. "Did you want to feel my new boobs, Daddy?"

"No," I whispered, repressing a groan when she squeezed my traitorous erection.

"Would you like to kiss me, Daddy?" Nadia caressed the tip of Ken's erection, thrilled with the first bit of slippery precum leaking. Jeez, this was amazing, horny again so soon. "Did you like my bottom, Daddy?"

"No," I answered, although yes, I actually thought Shannon's bum was quite spectacular.

"Daddy?"

"Mmmm?" Yes, Shannon's compact little butt was very appealing. Nice plump little buttocks, too.

"You can put your penis in my bum if you like," Nadia whispered. Her pussy suddenly leaked Ken's warm semen over her thighs when her vagina clenched in excitement. She stroked his hard, hard erection, spreading precum along the shaft. "Would you like that, Daddy? Would you like to put this big thing in my bum?" She gave it a squeeze.

Jesus, I could actually imagine it! Fuck, this role-play was exciting. "Roll on your side, sweetheart," I whispered heatedly.

A hard pulse of lust made Nadia's body tremble. God, she was horny again. She rolled away from Ken, pulling her knees up. "Like this, Daddy?" Feeling Ken cuddle behind her, she shivered in excitement, her hand slipping down to caress her semen soaked pussy, seeking her sensitive clit, the other pinching a newly hardened nipple.

Snuggling up to Nadia, her sexy buttocks nestled to my groin, I held my shaft, amazed at how hard I was. This was really exciting, erotic as hell for a fantasy and very, very naughty. Slipping the crown between soft, warm cheeks, down her crease that was slippery from our earlier love-making, I felt for her anus, lust driving my excitement. Lodged against her tightly closed bum, I pushed gently.

"Careful Daddy, I've never had anything in my bum and you feel really big."

Fuck I was turned on. "I'll be gentle, baby."

Nadia tensed her rectum, making it tight as she imagined Shannon's might be, resisting Ken's slow pressure. She was surprised when he held both her aching breasts. His erection was rigid and lodged against her bum, so hard he didn't need to hold it. Jeez he was turned on. This was very exciting.

Despite squeezing her rectum tight, she moaned as the tip of Ken's solid erection started penetrating her, forcing its way in, forcing her ass to dilate in exquisite pleasure. "Slowly Daddy, I can feel you," she whispered, rubbing her clit faster.

Fuck, Nadia's ass was tight; tighter than I remembered. It was almost painful the way it was squeezing the tip. Damn I was horny. I felt her rectum gradually open and slip over the flared crown in an amazingly tight band.

"Wow, Daddy. You're huge," Nadia whispered, loving being stretched, loving the way Ken caressed her breasts, tweaked her aching nipples, built her arousal to such a high pitch. God, she loved sex with Ken.

Shit! I needed to fuck. Reaching down, I held Nadia's hip firmly and thrust, my cum-slickened penis sliding into her snug warm ass in an erotically smooth stroke, her rectum a tight ring sliding down my shaft. Her butt was so hot, buttery, gripping me so deliciously. Lovely.

Nadia almost forgot the fantasy when Ken slid deep into her rear, so filling, so, so good. She curled her bum back, getting his incredible erection deeper. "Oh," she gasped breathlessly when he bottomed out. "Daddy, you're so deep. You're really stretching my bum. Do you like it? Do I feel good, Daddy?"

"Damn, damn." I may have cum only a short while ago, but this was too much, my arousal a fire inside me, need burning in me. Jesus, fucking Shannon's beautiful little ten year old bum, imagine! After a long slow withdrawal, I shoved myself into Nadia's ass, the fire of arousal let loose. I started fucking her hard, long strokes, firm shoves, holding her hip tight. I fucked her ass hard burying my erection in her tight bum, sweat forming, a primal need to climax, to explode up her butt, the vision of Shannon's cute rear end in my mind.

"Do you like fucking my bum, Daddy?" Nadia huffed, her body flushing, hot, aroused, so damned aroused. "Is my bum nice? Am I doing it right?"

Shit. I fucked her harder, urgently, now beginning to feel agony in my groin, need to cum, need to cum, Nadia's buttocks slapped into me loudly, her body jostled on the creaking bed with each desperate thrust. Fucking Shannon's bottom, fucking my daughter's bum! Jesus!

Nadia felt her climax begin, her finger thrashing her hard clit. "Daddy, are you going to cum in my bottom?" Nadia panted breathlessly, Ken's erection pounding into her, so exciting, so exciting, so good.

Oh God! My erection swelled. "Cumming Sweetheart, Daddy's gonna cum!" With a loud gasp, semen charged up and spurted into her as I thrust deep.

"Yessss, Daddy. I feel it!" Her body shook as she climaxed, pinching her nipple, finger rubbing her slippery clit.

Fuck! I swelled again, exploded with blinding pleasure punishing me. Without time to breathe, I swelled again and ejaculated deep in her rear, the flood gates opening as I rutted into my wife's ass, spurting as she grunted and shoved her sexy bottom back against me, my orgasm so intense. Time faded, I heard buzzing in my ears as I emptied myself into her gorgeous rear.

When hearing returned, I was still buried up her ass, my erection wilting. The sheets were damp from our sweat. I hugged Nadia to me tight. It had been an incredibly strong climax and now I was exhausted, completely drained.

"Would you really want to?" Nadia asked in my arms after several minutes had passed and we'd calmed.

"What?"

"Have sex with Shannon."

"No. She's a child for goodness sake," adding, "and our daughter." But, of course, Pandora's Box had been opened, the strength of the fantasy too powerful. I couldn't help but imagine sex with my daughter, her petite body, her delectable tiny breasts, and her alluringly plump pussy with new, silky black pubic hair. "Well . . . No. She's too young."

Nadia slipped into sleep, Ken holding her tight, his flaccid penis slipping out of her ass, warm semen leaking. She smiled softly. Ken hadn't had two orgasms since they first started having sex, and she hadn't had such an intense climax herself in a long time. The fantasy was very powerful for them both, she realized and, smiling more, Ken had sounded unsure. How interesting.

Nadia sat on Shannon's bed, watching her change after school. "Shannon, honey, I think it's time I talked to you about sex."

"Jeez Mom, I know about sex." Shannon wondered why Mom brought it up. They had sex ed at school, and it wasn't like she didn't talk about it with her friends all the time.

"Shannon, what do you know about sex?"

Huh, Mom was serious. Shannon slipped her sweat pants up and turned, looking at Mom sitting on her bed with a gentle, encouraging smile. "We've had sex ed, Mom."

"So you know the mechanics." Nadia studied Shannon as she selected a Tee, admiring with pride the way her developing boobs pressed against the plain cotton training bra. With her dark, almost black hair, so thick, framing her pretty face, Shannon was very attractive. She felt a stab of envy at Shannon's blue eyes, so startling and attention-getting against her black hair. She'd been lucky to get Ken's eyes, not her own dark brown eyes. "But, do you know the emotions of sex? Do you know what the difference is between screwing and making love?"

"Huh?"

"Emotions, Shannon. Knowing how to have sex doesn't mean you know about sex."

"It doesn't?" Shannon asked, intrigued. What didn't she know? "Will you tell me?" she asked, thinking about knowing more than her friends. What a riot. She could sound so mature, so knowledgeable.

"Sure."

"Now?"

"Let's go to the kitchen. I have to start cooking. We can talk."

Following Mom down the stairs, Shannon wondered what she didn't know about sex, and why Mom decided now was the time to talk to her about it. Oh, maybe it was Dad seeing her naked? She was growing boobs, and had her period. Did Mom think she was going to have sex or something just because she had boobs?

She grabbed a Coke from the fridge and sat at the table. "So, Mom, what don't I know?" she asked with a grin. She liked how she and Mom could talk about anything, even the crushes she had on boys. Mom was so open she'd even told her how to masturbate properly after rubbing herself raw once. Giving her that bottle of slippery liquid had made all the difference.

Nadia started talking, a conversation that went on for over two hours, Shannon's expression alternating between surprise, giggling excitement, and blushing embarrassment at some of the things Mom told her.

"Is it really that different with a guy?" she asked when Mom told her how much stronger orgasms were when someone else induced them.

"It's a different world, Shannon, completely different. When you give yourself an orgasm, it's like vanilla ice cream, really good. But when someone you love gives you an orgasm, it's like a banana split, with two types of ice cream, whipped cream, chocolate sauce, crushed nuts and a cherry on top; much more intense."

"I wish I could feel that," Shannon said wistfully, not quite believing it could be that much better than what she did to herself. God, what if it was?

"Don't worry, Honey. One day you will." Nadia thought it was only fair that Shannon be fully educated about sex. She wanted her daughter to enjoy sex as much as she did, it was so important to a happy, well-adjusted life. Maybe she should get Shannon on the pill soon, just as a precaution. No. Too soon. She's only ten.

Nadia walked out of the bathroom with a seductive smile curling her luscious red lips, wondering what Ken would think of her outfit.

"Excuse me sir, did you call for room service?"

Lordy, Lordy, Nadia looked sexy with the small black and white maid's apron, the maid's cap and a feather duster. But, when she smiled and turned I was hard from the sight of full-cut, white rumba panties, little frills and ruffles crossing her delectable rear, the material so gauzy I could see her ass crack. Damn those were sexy. Her ass was gorgeous.

"The dust is over there," I said pointing to the window across the room with a grin. She smiled and crossed to dust the window ledge, giving me a sexy little wiggle of her delectable rear. Hmmm. "No. Not on the ledge, on the floor below it."

With a seductive, teasing smile over her shoulder, Nadia bent at the waist to dust the floor, legs together. Well, bugger me, that ass was so unbelievably attractive even God himself must have taken a day off to admire his inspired creation. Staring at her gorgeous rear, rumba panties stretched, the sexy ruffles and frills, and her pussy oozing out between lovely thighs, I stripped my pajama bottoms off, my erection slapping up against my stomach. I was ready for a good roll in the hay. Jeez, Nadia could get me going. I loved it.

Nadia felt the intensity of Ken's stare. Peeking behind her she saw his wonderful erection straining off his flat stomach and felt another strong sexy pulse of arousal. Standing, she turned to him, watching his erection throbbing as he lay on the bed with a big grin. Damn, she loved how she could turn him on.

Reaching under her apron, she wiggled her bum sexily and slowly, teasingly slipping her rumba panties down and flipping them at him with her foot. She giggled at his desperate grab as they flew through the air, another strong pulse of arousal hitting her pussy when he held them to his nose and inhaled.

"So Ken, look," she said in a sultry voice, slowly lifting the front of the apron up.

Fuck me! The pulse that hit my erection felt like I was going to cum it was so strong. Nadia's pussy was as bare as a baby's ass, a sexy hairless mound filling her groin, large with a prominent cleft tightly closed, inner labia peeking. Jesus, it looked so innocent, so sexy. Watching her climb onto the bed, still wearing the apron and little cap, sexy seductive smile on her face and dark attractive eyes shining with arousal, intensified my excitement. Straddling my chest, she grinned down at me, lifted her apron and shuffled up, bringing that sexy bare pussy to my face. Yum!

Grabbing two handfuls of luscious buttocks, I inhaled the familiar, intoxicating scent of her arousal and dove in, kissing her sexy bare mound, kissing the tip of her cleft and, with a groan of appreciation, slipped my tongue between silky soft, hairless labia, tasting her, teasing her hard clit, sucking it slightly, completely proud of her moan. Precum dripped onto my stomach.

"Wait, Honey," she said heatedly, pulling off me, tugging the apron off, but leaving the cap on. She turned to my feet, straddling me again, presenting me with her beautiful pussy and ass. Shivers shook me when she bent to hold my straining erection. Pulling her lovely butt closer, I dived into her again, lapping her moisture, a musky, familiar flavor. It was my turn to groan when I felt her kiss my shaft and hold my testicles.

Using thumbs to spread her cleft, I fastened my lips on her prominent clit, sucking it when her warm mouth encompassed the tip of my cock. I slipped my tongue through her moist cleft and probed her vagina, warm, silky and delicious. Moving back to her clit, I sucked and caressed, slipping my thumb into her tight vagina, slowly fucking her with it, feeling her get slippery.

When Nadia's mouth sucked and started bobbing on my erection, I attacked her clit. I knew she was close when her hips started moving, curling, rubbing her hairless pussy on my face, and spreading her delicious lubrication on me.

Too many sensations were bombarding me. I concentrated on sucking her hard clit and fucking her with my thumb. With a thrill, I pushed a finger into her tight anus. It was like I hit a switch. Nadia moaned loudly and I felt the incredible sensation of my erection pushed against the back of her mouth. Dizziness hit me when Nadia slid my pounding erection into her throat, her warm soft lips sliding down my shaft, all the way until they brushed my pubic hair. Her throat squeezed me when she swallowed. Nadia had taken me completely. Arousal took command.

I went wild stimulating her clit with my mouth and fucking her with my fingers. My sexy wife proceeded to deep throat me, pulling off to kiss the tip, sliding her head down to take me fully into her throat, her swallow squeezing me. She fondled my testicles and, as she humped her wet pussy on my face, I felt my climax rise. My erection strained painfully as I pushed my hips up, fucking her throat with long strokes. So damned good.

Nadia climaxed, shoving her clit against my mouth, hips jerking hard, sexy moisture pouring out of her. I heard her grunts, muffled from swallowing my erection. It was too much. Groaning from intense passion, I shoved my erection down her tight throat, felt it swell, felt the pressure release and, to a blinding pulse of pleasure, felt cum charge up the shaft to ejaculate wildly into her. A short desperate stroke, buried deep again, I ejaculated, stronger, harder, her throat gripping as she swallowed. The frenzy of my orgasm hit me and I thrust and ejaculated deep over and over, drowning in the exquisite pleasure pounding my body.

"Jesus," was all I could say when I could finally talk, Nadia cuddled to my side, her leg thrown over my thigh.

"Mmm," she murmured.

Nadia lay in post-orgasmic peace, her muscles relaxed, sweat on her brow cooling as it evaporated. She remembered how she'd gagged the first time she'd tried to deep throat Ken; how determined she'd been. Smiling, she remembered how it was almost as difficult as when she'd been a virgin and taken his wonderful erection for the first time. Sex with Ken was so good. He'd taught her everything she knew, and done it with such care she'd grown to love everything they did. He seemed to celebrate sex, even some of the kinkier things they did, and that made it more arousing and pleasing for her. It felt like he worshiped her. She hoped Shannon would find someone as good and get to experience as much pleasure when she finally had sex . . .

Now there was an interesting thought.

"Do you like me without pubic hair?" She asked quietly.

"Yup. Very different. I didn't know your pussy was so silky. Very exciting."

Nadia brought her knee up slightly, resting it on Ken's flaccid penis, pushing her pussy against his side. "It makes me feel younger, almost virginal," she said quietly. "Almost like Shannon's pussy, don't you think?" She smiled to herself when she felt a twitch in Ken's penis. This was fascinating. Clearly there was some desire there, otherwise he wouldn't react. Was it incest or youth? Either way, it was fun having Ken so vigorous.

Rubbing his penis with her knee she asked, "Would you like to feel my pussy, Daddy?"

"Um . . . I don't think we should play that fantasy again, Nadia." Why did I react so strongly? I'd just cum and I could feel a twinge of arousal! I actually liked the idea of touching Shannon in such a private place. Huh.

"Just once, Daddy? No one has ever touched me and I want to know what it feels like. I love you, Daddy." There it was; another twitch. Fascinating. Exciting, too. "You would be the first to touch me."

"Jesus, Nadia. I really don't think we should play this one."

"Ken," Nadia answered, her knee rubbing his thickening penis, "it's a fantasy. What harm can there be in a bit of innocent role-playing? Relax, enjoy it. It can't hurt." He must find it tremendously arousing. His erection was returning!

"I'm not sure about that, Nadia." The image of Shannon naked in the bathroom was very, very appealing.

"Why? Would you want to?"

"What?"

"If Shannon wanted to, would you want to have sex with her?" Without waiting for an answer, she continued, "It's sort of exciting, isn't it, the idea of sex with our daughter?" Nadia hid her grin as Ken's penis lengthened and hardened against the crook of her knee. She wondered what it would be like to watch Ken making love to Shannon, being a voyeur. Oh, that was arousing. She wondered how Shannon would feel having her father's erection slip into her. God, she'd be tight. It would drive Ken nuts. Her nipples puckered.

"Please, Daddy?" she asked in a young voice. "Would you teach me about sex? Please, Daddy? I love you so much."

Shit. Just how would it feel to make love to my daughter? Have sex with a ten year old? Was it even possible? Damn!

Rolling Nadia onto her back, I leaned over, kissed her lips gently, chastely. "Okay, sweetheart, Daddy will teach you."

Nadia felt a surge of moisture in her pussy. He did want to! He would! "Thank you, Daddy," she whispered into his ear, pulling him over her, legs parting, "Show me how to make you happy."

Fuck me!

Nadia dwelled on how exciting and erotic their role-play was. She'd teased and taunted every night for the last week, whispering "Daddy" into his ear as they fucked, encouraging him with little hints of innocence, little words of love. She smiled at the memory of asking Ken to suck her little boobs in a girlish voice, "they hurt, Daddy, can you kiss them?" And, not only was Ken climaxing hard, she was too.

It was exciting to imagine Shannon joining them in bed, imagine Ken with Shannon, her husband making love to their daughter, so erotic. Knowing Shannon was so open and forthright with her, Nadia wondered if she'd really be interested. Her nipples tightened at the thought. She knew Shannon masturbated frequently and saw the whitish stains of arousal in her panties when doing the laundry.

Friday, by the time Shannon returned from school, Nadia was quite aroused. Her arousal lowered her inhibitions enough to bring up the subject as Shannon ate a snack at the kitchen table.

"Shannon," she asked, "would you like to learn about sex?"

"I know about it Mom. You told me, remember?" Shannon took another bite of her granola bar, wondering what Mom was talking about.

"I know, sweetheart. What I meant was, if you could would you like to learn about sex, as in experience it?"

Shannon gawped at Mom. "You mean intercourse, Mom? As in . . ." She couldn't finish the sentence.

Nadia grinned. "Intercourse is only one part of sex, Honey. There's kissing, petting, touching, and many other things that can be considered sex without intercourse."

Shannon thought about it, the memory of Mom telling her how much stronger orgasms were when it was from someone else's touch coming to mind. Feeling a bit shy, she asked "How? I mean, if I did want to learn, how?"

"I have a teacher in mind."

"Huh? You want a teacher to do it?" She didn't like that idea. A teacher touching her? Nuh-uh.

Nadia smiled at Shannon's shocked expression. "Well yes, Sweetheart. Having someone who cares about you, someone who loves you and who has experience, teach you about physical love would make it wonderful; especially if they were exceptionally good at it. And if you loved him . . ."

Shannon breathed a sigh of relief, paused and grinned widely. "You mean Dad, don't you?"

"He's exceptionally talented," Nadia said with a big grin, "and he loves you."

Shannon felt a spark of interest. Dad? Dad touching her, kissing her? That would be interesting. And she loved him, too. She could feel excitement inside her. "Do you think he would, Mom?" She asked, somewhat awed. "What would we do?"

I strolled in from work, feeling remarkably good. It was Friday, my sexy wife had fucked me silly all week, and I was looking forward to sex again tonight, wondering what little fantasy she'd devised, although the whole "Daddy" thing was very arousing. Nadia was so creative and adventurous. Walking into the kitchen, my two ladies sitting quietly at the table, I wondered why Nadia and Shannon were grinning so much.

"What's up?" I asked Nadia.

"Shannon and I have been talking. We've decided."

I wondered why both their eyes were sparkling so much. "Decided what?"

Nadia nodded to the fridge, Shannon grinned broadly, blushed slightly and pointed. "Go see, Dad."

Bending, I read the paper stuck to the door with a magnet.

Shannon's Home Schooling Agenda - Sex Ed

Lesson One: The Sensuality of Touch.
Lesson Two: The Art of Kissing.
Lesson Three: The Pleasure of Lingerie.
Lesson Four: The Sensitivity of Skin.
Lesson Five: Discovering the Pleasure of a Male Body.
Lesson Six: The Thrill of Oral Sex.
Lesson Seven (Optional): The Art of Intercourse.
Lesson Eight (Optional): Variety, The Spice of Life.

Instructors: Mom and Dad.

At first confused, I had a strong erection by the time I finished reading it. "You want . . . Is this . . ." I asked straightening.

"Uh-huh! You and Mom are going to teach me!" Shannon exclaimed with excitement.

Well blow me down!

"Honey, Shannon and I have had a long chat . . ."

"I can see that," I said, interrupting my wife.

" . . . and we've both decided you'd be the best teacher for her."

"Uh-huh," Shannon agreed, nodding.

Well blow me down!

"So," Nadia continued with a smile, "her lessons are there, one lesson each weekend. The final two are optional. Shannon gets to decide if she wants them or not. All clear, Honey?"

Well blow me down!

"Starting this weekend, Dad!"

Well bugger me!

"After dinner, Dad. It's Friday!" Shannon added enthusiastically. She turned and whispered to Mom, her eyes glued to Dad's pants.

Nadia grinned, "Yes, he does have one. I guess he likes the idea."

To the sound of a daughter giggling, a wife laughing, and a strong erection at the idea of teaching Shannon about sex, I raised my arm and pointed to the stove. "Get cooking ladies. Dinner. Now." Adding with urgency, "Hurry, make haste, be speedy, be efficient, feed me. We have things to do."

To peals of laughter, I hustled upstairs to change and shower, thrilled at this new development. 'The Sensuality of Touch', hmmm, wonder what Nadia has in mind.

I don't remember what we had for dinner, maybe a pasta of some sort? My attention was completely absorbed by Nadia and Shannon yakking away, and my erection. It became quite firm as Nadia led me to the den, surprising me as I thought the bedroom might be more appropriate.

"Shannon, sit over there and watch," Nadia instructed. Not quite what I had in mind. Nadia turned, wrapped her arms around my waist and pulled me close. "Ken," she whispered, "show Shannon how you touch and caress me over clothes."

With the familiarity we'd developed over the years, I held Nadia, caressing her gorgeous rear and her back. Slipping my hand between us, I caressed her wonderful breast, feeling her already hard, prominent nipple, enjoying her sigh as I tweaked it. Moving my hand down, I caressed her crotch over her tight jeans, feeling her arousal in the way she pushed her pussy against my hand. Doing it in front of a daughter, who was watching avidly, eyes wide, was quite exciting, I thought. I kissed her, soft sensual lips exciting me, her familiar tongue teasing me.

"Stop, Honey," she whispered, backing away. "Shannon, your turn."

Nina shoved me back and I fell into the armchair. At first I wondered what she was doing, but when Shannon approached with a shy, expectant smile gracing her pretty face, I realized, being so much smaller than Nadia, it would have been awkward to caress her while standing.

Shannon was dressed in a royal blue T-shirt, loose and baggy soft grey sweats, and pink socks. With a full fringe of thick almost black hair that feathered to her shoulders, her deep blue eyes stood out, eyes that were looking at me with interest. She hadn't shaped her eyebrows so their natural thickness added character to her face, the shape of her mouth giving the impression she was perpetually on the cusp of a smile.

Now I knew she had little breasts, I could see the plane of her T-shirt broken by them. How come I hadn't noticed before?

Holding my hand out, smiling, I drew Shannon between my legs as I sat on the front edge of the chair. "Nervous, Honey?" I asked.

"Uh-huh, a little, Dad." Shannon could feel flutters of butterflies in her tummy. But she also felt excitement, wondering how it would feel to have Dad touch her.

"How about you give me a hug, sweetheart," I suggested, feeling a sudden surge of love when her arms wrapped around my neck. I pulled my daughter to me, hugging her petite body, nestling my face into her neck, inhaling her aroma deeply before kissing her cheek, loving the small blush it induced.

To start, I simply rubbed her slender back. She was so small and bony under my hands. Gradually, as I felt Shannon relax, my hands rubbed lower, touching the waist of her sweats. Moving lower, over the soft sweats, I touched my daughter's little bottom for the first time and got an immediate erection, nice.

"Okay so far, Honey?" I asked, caressing two perfect, firm globes, small enough they filled my hand and no more; very exciting.

"Uh-huh."

Shannon's ass was a petite version of Nadia's, compact, pear-shaped, perhaps a little more bubbly, but just as attractive. Her sweet buttocks curved in sharply to her thighs, a sexy crease forming, slender legs below.

I could feel her panties under the soft sweats and, with mounting excitement, traced her butt crack. "Sit on my leg, sweetheart," I suggested, guiding her delectable bottom. Shannon seemed shy now, her face slightly tilted to the ground. With a finger I raised her chin, smiled at her gently, and stared at her succulent little lips, desire overcoming me. I kissed her softly, chastely. Damn it was exciting to kiss my daughter sexually.

"Still okay, Honey?" I asked again.

Shannon shivered slightly when Dad kissed her, a pulse of pleasure flowing through her at the touch of his warm lips, her body melting, so good, Daddy's kiss felt so loving. Her first kiss! More, I want more! Despite the slight shyness that lingered, she smiled, reached for Daddy's neck and tugged him back, slapping her mouth against his, pushing her lips, moaning, good Daddy, good.

She surprised me with her kiss, so contrary to the shyness still in her face. But her smile! Oh my. As my penis slowly forced its way across to my hip, throbbing nicely in arousal, I let myself touch her chest gently, a pulse of pleasure rushing through me when I felt a small, incredibly small, firm breast under her cotton T-shirt. Shannon moaned into my mouth, her lips opening slightly. I took the opportunity to caress them with my tongue and, as if a bomb went off, Shannon shoved her lips against me, her small tongue touching mine. I felt her tiny nipple harden under her T-shirt, caressed it then gently squeezed her small very sexy breast.

Out of the corner of my eye I saw Nadia smiling as she watched. Another burst of arousal hit me; Nadia was gently caressing herself, her thumb rubbing the bump of her stiff nipple.

Shannon's tongue started pushing at my lips, her thigh pressing against my pulsing erection. Slowly I let my hand drop from her perfect little breast, slide down her torso, giving her plenty of time to understand where I was going. She understood, her hug tightening, tongue pushing and she parted her legs.

With visions of her in the bathroom floating through my mind, I cupped my ten year old daughter's pussy. Sitting on my thigh, it seemed puffy and plump. Holding her small pussy, I squeezed gently, let my fingers find the natural deep creases at the sides and squeezed her labia together. Shannon jerked, broke the exciting kiss, her forehead dropping to my shoulder. I could hear her breathing harder.

Dampness touched me, my erection leaking, throbbing. God, I was touching my daughter's pussy! Gently, oh so gently, I started fondling her, probing, pushing, and rubbing over her soft sweats.

Shannon felt little shocks hit her as Dad rubbed her pussy, so different than how it felt when she did it, so much better. She could feel herself becoming moist, a slippery feeling between her lips, warmth spreading, her pussy pulsing. So good, Daddy. When he rubbed her sensitive clit, she inhaled sharply, a surge of arousal storming her. "Good, Daddy," she whispered tremulously, nipples aching.

Quickly she dropped her hand to Dad's, pushing it into her, her hips undulating uncontrollably, spikes of pleasure. More Daddy, more! Uh, uh, oh gawd Daddy! Stars burst.

I heard Shannon snort, gasp, and suddenly my daughter was writhing in my lap, her hips undulating, her hand pushing mine hard against her young pussy. Glorious, simply glorious. My Shannon was climaxing! My little girl was cumming! With my erection painfully throbbing in my pants, wishing I could slip my hand inside her soft sweats, I caressed her pussy, helping my darling climax, drowning in her little grunts, her little mewls, and rejoicing in her satisfied sigh as she collapsed against me.

Holding my daughter's trembling body close, I smiled at Nadia, horny as hell. I loved giving my little girl an orgasm, loved it!

Finally Shannon stirred and looked up at me with wonder in her sparkling eyes. "Thank you, Daddy," she exclaimed, giving me a quick hug and peck on my mouth. "Mom! You were right! Whipped cream and cherry!" she declared with a big shit-eating grin.

"Told you," Nadia said. She could feel herself clenching her pussy, dampness in her panties. She'd never have believed how exciting it was to watch her husband caress her daughter sexually, to fondle and kiss her. And watching her daughter climax in her husband's lap, the rosy flush that spread up her neck to her face was so sweet, so attractive. Damn, she needed a fuck!

"Okay, guys," I said, "What's this whipped cream and cherry stuff?"

Somewhat bemused, I listened to both of them interrupt each other with the answer, both of my ladies very excited. Perfect. My life was perfect. I smiled.

Collapsing, panting and sweating, my erection slowly wilted. I let Nadia's legs go so she could uncurl and put them down on the bed. Her knees had almost touched her shoulders the way I'd bent her. Very satisfying. I think I was as deep inside her as I'd ever been, definitely touching her end when semen had exploded into her.

I rolled to her side.

"You weren't supposed to kiss her, Ken," Nadia observed, her muscles melting. She felt so, so relaxed. Perfect. Ken was a great lover and she'd really, really needed the release of her orgasm.

"Um, I wasn't?"

"Nope. That was lesson two."

"Oh. Sorry. Couldn't resist."

"S'okay. How was it?"

"God, Nadia, it was incredibly erotic." Jeez, Shannon's small tongue was amazing; my daughter! Kissing my daughter!

"Because it was your daughter or because she's only ten?" Nadia still wondered if it was incest or Shannon's youth that seemed to trigger Ken.

"Dunno. Maybe a bit of both," I answered, quite honestly. "Is it bad, do you think, what we did?"

Nadia considered her answer. "I don't think so. At least not as long as you're only doing things she's comfortable with and wants."

"Good. Cuz I want to kiss her again. She's much better than you," I said rather cheekily, earning a hard jab in the side. "Ouch! That hurt!"

I woke to a cuddly bundle wriggling under the covers, a small mouth giving me a gentle kiss, and the sexy aroma of sleepy little girl. As Shannon clambered across me, I felt a morning woody develop, strengthened from a memory of last night, touching my daughter, feeling her small, plump pussy, and new breasts. Before I could grab her, she was huddled with Nadia, whispering, both giggling.

Shannon pushed my hand away when I reached for her delectable pajama-covered little bum, "Not now, Dad." I tried for Nadia, getting the same response. Grumbling, I left the bed and went for a shower, letting my erection wave around untouched, dreaming of Shannon's little boobs, my wife's gorgeous ass. Pissing was really difficult; took a long time.

When I finished the bedroom was empty. Slipping sweats and a T-shirt on, I went in search of some caffeine. Two glorious smiles greeted me in the kitchen and, for the first time, I kissed my sexy wife good morning, and then kissed my sexy daughter good morning, becoming erect at the touch of her soft lips. I quite liked this arrangement!

"So," I started, pouring a cup of coffee, "What's on the agenda for today? It's Saturday, a day of relaxation, a day to reflect on events of the past week, a day to contemplate one's navel, inspect the lint within, to plan on what not to do all day, and . . ."

Giggles and laughter interrupted me.

"Daad, we've decided already," Shannon said between giggles, bright eyes sparkling. Very attractive, I thought.

"Have we now? Well, I've not been heard. There are things I don't want to do, too," I stated, and took a sip of coffee, leaning back against the counter to admire two delightful females sitting at the table. I noted with some interest that both had rather similar impish expressions.

Shannon pointed a regal little finger, giggled. Nadia smiled rather mysteriously.

"A manicure?" I asked. "You want a manicure?"

"Daaad!" Shannon giggled. "The fridge. Go look at the fridge!"

Walking over, I bent to read. Huh.

Shannon's Home Schooling Agenda - Sex Ed - REVISED TIMETABLE

Friday: Lesson One: The Sensuality of Touch. DONE
Friday: Lesson Two: The Art of Kissing. DONE, but wants more practice.
Saturday: Lesson Three: The Pleasure of Lingerie.
Saturday: Lesson Four: The Sensitivity of Skin.
Saturday: Lesson Five: Discovering the Pleasure of a Male Body.
Saturday: Lesson Six: The Thrill of Oral Sex.
Saturday and Sunday, maybe Monday, too: Lesson Seven (Mandatory): The Art of Intercourse.
Sunday to Friday: Lesson Eight (Mandatory): Variety, The Spice of Life.

Instructors: Mom and Dad.

"Did I miss something? Wasn't each lesson to be once a week?" I asked with a grin.

Nadia smiled. "Seems Shannon is impatient. You must have really kissed her well. She's awfully enthusiastic."

Well, blow me down.

"And," Shannon piped in, "we're going lingerie shopping today! Wanna come with us, Dad?"

Well, blow me down. "Uh . . ."

"Help us choose some sexy underwear, Ken?" Nadia added with a glint of mischief, eyebrows moving up and down.

Well damn. "Um . . . I think that might be acceptable," I stated.

Shannon leaned over to Mom, whispering behind her hand, "Mom, I think Dad's got an erection again," feeling rather excited. Today she was going to see Dad's erection, Mom had promised.

Lingerie shopping was significantly more trying than I'd imagined. I had envisioned a leisurely but quick trip to the mall, spending time in the department store, pick up some sexy little numbers, and rush home; maybe a fashion show, a bit of frisky play, a fondle and grope session, a . . .

But, nope. My two ladies had a very different concept of lingerie shopping than I. Theirs involved visiting several specialty retail establishments, their whispering and giggling driving me to distraction as I wondered what they were saying; leaving me to my own devices to wander around pretending nonchalance at the incredible selection of lacy, slinky, and sexy offerings. I admit to secretly and unobtrusively copping a feel or a caress of the occasional pair that caught my imagination, suffering frequent erections that, given I had boxers on, caused some embarrassment, and flushing red every time a sales lady politely offered to help me, inquiring for whom I was shopping, their eyes saying they thought I was buying for myself. Quite embarrassing.

My sweet darlings collected small little bags everywhere they went, refusing to share their delightful contents with me, both smiling seductively at me, "Wait Dad, just wait," my daughter advising me with a twinkle in her sexy eyes. They used me as a pack horse, thus I walked around trying to strut in a manly fashion to offset the image those little bags projected, Victoria's Secret, La Senza and others. Peeking into those little bags only revealed tissue paper. The looks other women gave me when I started to reach into them made me blush and stop.

Nadia seemed to get an unusual amount of pleasure handing me little bags in public, whispering to me, "Silky, Honey," or "Tight, you'll really like them," or even worse, "See-through, Ken," said with glee. And to top it off, like an eagle seeing a mouse from a mile away, Nadia seemed to spot my frequent embarrassments, passing by in the aisles to rub her sexy bottom against me.

No. Shopping for lingerie was very frustrating. However, I did get a sexy, sexy kiss from Nadia when they decided they were done. I was also treated to a sexy, sexy kiss, tongue, moan and all, from my daughter who jumped into my arms after she'd glanced around to make sure the aisle was empty. I felt that one to the tip of my erection. Damn.

Lunch took far too long, the call of small shopping bags making me shovel the burger down, urging two ladies not to eat so daintily. They laughed for some reason and slowed down. Damn.

Thankfully, by three-thirty we were home. Ah, show time, panties, bottoms, pussies, fondle and grope time. My erection returned.

"Sweetheart," my wife said with a mysterious smile, "wait here until we call you."

That was no fun either. I was beginning to think this day was all about them. Not really fair. Nevertheless, I watched two bottoms in tight jeans twitch delightfully as they headed upstairs, and then did manly things; rearranged my stiff penis to relieve the pressure in my damp underwear and hunted through the fridge for a beer. Standing in front of it, drinking a Carlsberg, I studied their list again. Thinking about what was to come, so-to-speak, I decided perhaps I was a bit rash in my frustrations. After all, they were doing this for me, weren't they?

"Ken?"

The beer was forgotten in a flash, stairs taken three at a time, I charged into the master bedroom. Empty. Huh?

"Sit on the bed, Honey," Nadia called from the bathroom. Should I strip, I wondered. No. Rather have them handle that chore, I thought with a sneaky grin.

The lingerie fashion show was significantly more trying than I'd imagined. I had envisioned a grope and feel of each delectable offering, adding commentary to show appreciation. But nope. Seemed I was again misinformed. Nadia and Shannon proceeded to tempt, tease and drive me crazy with progressively more suggestive and sexy things, never coming near enough for me to touch, scolding me when I complained. And as they paraded I suffered, deeply; my wife so sensual in underthings I'd never seen before; my daughter sexy as all get up in underthings I'd never known they made small enough for girls her age. Each teasing display seemed more risqué, sexier. My erection pounded and leaked. Damn I needed to grab, fondle, touch and kiss.

Finally, finally, my agony became too much. When my wife and daughter paraded out of the bathroom with sexy grins and gauzy see-through matching pink panties and bras that did an admirable job of hiding absolutely nothing, I growled and chased them. They giggled and fled, busy bouncy bottoms flashing, and sexy buttocks undulating as they charged out of the room and down the stairs. I caught the minxes in the living room, wrapping both in my arms, incredibly horny from all the sexy flesh wiggling against me.

"Enough!" I stated with no small amount of feeling.

Nadia grinned at me and snuggled to me. "Kiss?" she asked coyly. Fuck. I kissed her hard, thrusting my tongue into her mouth, my hand sneaking up to hold a tasty boob, thumb caressing a hardening nipple. I almost forgot about Shannon, such was my passion. But Nadia broke the kiss and whispered, "Shannon," in my ear. Well, yes. How could I forget?

Breaking from my wife, I grinned at Shannon standing, watching us wide-eyed in her own gauzy little undies. Fuck. Grabbing her, I lifted her into my arms, her giggles cutting me to my core. I kissed her hard, tongue pushing, tasting my ten year old daughter's sweet little mouth. She drove me nuts the way she moaned and wiggled in my arms, a sexy, sexy little bundle of pure joy.

What was this lesson supposed to be about? Fuck it. To hell with the lessons!

Putting Shannon down, I knelt, staring into her blue eyes and reached around, fumbling behind her to unclasp her bra. She giggled at me, "Daaad," and undid it at the front. It was my turn to moan as I kissed her petite boobs, firm with small areolae, tiny hard bead-like nipples. I kissed her little titties, let my tongue caress them as my hands moved down to find soft pink, slipping her panties down over her bubbly butt to fall to the floor.

"Let's go to the bedroom, Honey," Nadia said softly, "anyone passing can see us through the window here."

Sweeping Shannon up, holding her delectable little bare bottom, I carried her to the bedroom nuzzling her slender neck before letting her down on our bed gently. When I stood, once again stunned at my daughter's little bush, a thin, silky sprinkling on her full mound, Nadia reached around me from behind and proceeded to undress me. I did nothing but stare at my angel, study the pout of her pubis, how full and big it seemed between slender thighs, how tightly closed her short cleft was. I admired the alluring gap between her legs, how her petite breasts seemed to stand up, little hillocks calling to me. Damn but she was tiny and sexy and desirable.

Shannon could feel herself getting moist. Dad was looking at her with an intensity she'd never seen before, as if he wanted to eat her. It made her pussy throb. When she saw Mom lower his boxers and his erection strain up, thick, long, big, Dad was big, another throb in her pussy actually made her leak, warm moisture sliding down between her bum cheeks. She'd never felt so horny, so turned on. Dad, that's my Dad!

She heard Mom speak, "Lesson four, the sensitivity of skin, Ken." She grinned and laughed when Dad growled, "To hell with the lessons, Nadia." Mom laughed, too. But Shannon's breath caught in her throat when Dad slowly lay on the bed and gathered her into his arms, Daddy holding me. Her breath whooshed out when he kissed and sucked her boobs, God, Daddy, so good. Her heart was pounding when he caressed her aching pussy, Daddy, Daddy, her body moving, arousal storming into her, wet, so wet.

God, I was on a knife edge feeling my daughter's little pussy, feeling her arousal, warm moisture on my fingertips. I was feverish with need, feverish from the teasing, my erection straining, so hard I thought I could climax without touching it. And in my feverish state, I knew this wasn't how I wanted Shannon's first time to be, nor mine for that matter. She deserved more, gentle love, tenderness. But, God, I needed to cum, my need agonizing.

Nadia, naked, slipped next to me, gently encouraging me onto my back.

"Lay back, Ken," Nadia suggested, looking at Shannon, seeing the desire in her daughter's eyes, her arousal high. Perfect. With her aroused, she'd be less hesitant, less inhibited. "Shannon, honey, sit up. Look at your Dad." Nadia proceeded to explain to Shannon where to touch, how to hold, how to caress gently, stir arousal. She watched Shannon's hesitancy melt away as she held her father's erection, grinning when it throbbed in her hand. She showed Shannon how to hold his testicles and caress them softly, smiling when Shannon moved back to his erection, her hand not large enough to completely encompass it.

"Try this, Honey," she suggested when she saw a bead of precum leak from the tip, bending and kissing Ken's crown. Her excitement surged, pussy damp when Shannon imitated her, gently kissing her father's erection. She grinned at Ken's heartfelt moan. "Shannon, we're going to make your father climax now."

"How, Mom?" Shannon asked, still distracted by how warm and hard Dad's erection was. She'd shivered in excitement when she'd kissed the tip, the clear liquid not really tasting of anything.

"Watch what I do," Nadia said.

Shannon watched, her eyes going wide as Mom slipped Dad's penis into her mouth. Hearing Dad groan loudly, she realized he must really like it. "Me, Mom, let me try," she said heatedly, bending, holding the thick shaft. She copied Mom, mouth opening wide slipping the warm firm tip between her lips, mouth stretching wider. Suddenly the head popped in, her mouth full of Dad's pulsing erection, exciting, Daddy's penis in my mouth, God, exciting.

"Nadia," I gasped. I could feel the huge pressure of an incipient climax in my groin, my erection feeling bigger than I'd ever experienced. Seeing my daughter take me into her mouth was too much; I was too close to cumming.

"Shannon, like this," Nadia whispered.

It didn't take much. Watching my wife guide my daughter's hand to my shaft, stroking me, her small hand so gentle as it moved up and down, slick with my precum, was enough. My erection swelled painfully, pleasure tore through me when semen was released. I felt it charge up my shaft and explode, huffing, my hips jerking, semen sprayed onto my front, rope after rope of hot cum spitting out, Shannon and Nadia stroking me. God, relief, sweet relief.

"Gawd, Mom," Shannon whispered in awe, watching Dad's penis throb and shoot milky white cum. It was amazing, so forceful! Glancing at Dad's face, she saw his eyes closed and a funny expression on it. "Does it feel the same as ours?" she asked.

"Don't know, Honey," Nadia answered guiding Shannon's hand, thick semen now oozing and dripping down.

Shannon felt Dad's penis soften in her hand, watched it shrink. Now she could get her hand around it. She giggled when it continued to shrink, getting small and soft. "That's it?" she asked.

Nadia grinned, leaned across Ken's body, noticing him still huffing, and whispered into Shannon's ear. "Here's how you get it hard again . . ."

"Really?" Shannon asked, wide-eyed. She grinned, "I gotta try that!"

When the ringing in my ears cleared, I heard whispering and giggling. I was quite exhausted, the day-long teasing and constant erections having made my climax very, very strong. Knowing me, I'd need a half hour or so to recharge and, in post-orgasmic blissful peace, thought a quick nap might be in order. Yes, a quick nap.

"Daddy?"

Seemed my ladies didn't agree. Opening my eyes, a difficult process, I gazed at Shannon kneeling at my side, pretty Shannon with delectable, firm little boobs. My sexy ten year old daughter, so lovely, so delightfully young, so naked and desirable.

"Daddy?"

She leaned over, peering at me with deep blue eyes and an impish grin.

"Mmmm?" Charming eyes, I thought. Cute grin, too. Very sexy.

When she rubbed the wet semen on my chest, I suspected she was up to no good. Fatigue fled when my little girl straddled me, settling a soft warm little pussy over my flaccid penis, sitting tall, grinning at me.

"Like this, Mom?" She asked, still staring at me.

Fuck. I looked down. Shannon's little pussy was pooched out, spread around my soft cum-covered penis like a hotdog bun. I stared, fascinated as she started moving her slender hips, her plump mound sliding up and over the soft tip. When she reversed, I saw her little reddened clitoris appear, my penis looking slightly larger. The light sprinkling of uncurled pubic hairs made Shannon's pussy appear fatter, younger for some reason. She moved her slender hips again, my penis seeming larger when it appeared. Yup, I felt that.

"Mom, you're right," Shannon exclaimed excitedly, "He's getting big again!"

Well, damn. I was. Her sexy, cum-slickened pubis was so soft and warm, caressing me, labia hugging my expanding shaft so delightfully. I stared at my little girl rubbing herself on my renewed erection, her small red clit scraping along the shaft. Damn, this was exciting. Glancing up I saw Shannon's petite breasts flushed, small areolae crinkled in arousal, tiny nipples hard. They cried out for attention. I heard them distinctly, "Touch me, feel me, caress me," they called.

Reaching up, I groaned in delight, caressing petite, firm tiny titties, delightful little boobs, rubbing tiny nipples. I loved the way Shannon's eyes seemed to become intense, the way she looked down at me, eyes losing focus, a small frown growing between her unshaped brows, slender hips hunching and caressing my erection with more determination. I was very hard, arousal back in full force. A ten year old rubbing her pussy on me was very arousing.

"Lift up, Honey," I heard Nadia whisper.

Shannon rose. I stared at her plump pussy, reddened from rubbing against me. I watched Nadia's hand reach between her legs for my erection, lifting it, shuddering as she dragged the tip between my daughter's small labia, spreading them, so soft and warm.

"Gently now," Nadia whispered. I recognized excitement and arousal in her voice, excitement I was feeling, too.

Nadia moved my penis around in little circles, the tip burrowing between plump lips. God, I was going to fuck my daughter! "Careful, sweetheart," I said quietly, holding her waist. Shannon glanced at me with a quick smile, bent her head to look between her legs, her hands on my chest holding herself up.

With my wife holding my erection firmly, I felt Shannon let her weight down, pressure on the tip of my penis, more pressure. At first nothing happened, just my erection throbbing like mad, precum oozing. Nadia moved the tip around a bit more, spreading moisture and suddenly I felt my daughter's vagina, a tiny, hot ring opening slightly. Fuck.

Shannon started moving her bum, tiny up and down movements pushing herself against me. Her pussy looked impossibly stretched, labia hugging my crown. It seemed like my penis completely filled her tiny cleft. And slowly she yielded, the tight ring of her entrance expanding, edging over the flared head. God almighty, I was almost penetrating my little girl's pussy.

"Mom!" whooshed from her, my tip popping into her tight, tight vagina. Blood formed around my shaft. God, I'd taken my daughter's virginity. But, with the barrier gone, Shannon slid down effortlessly taking my erection into her. It was exquisite; tight, moist, warm velvet gripping me sensually. I felt the tip nudge against her cervix. Fuck.

Shannon started moving. Like her mother, she was vocal in her love-making, whispers so quiet, "You're so big, Daddy." Moving up and down, "uh, uh, oh, Daddy," she gasped. I stared, fascinated and excited as hell as my ten year old fucked me, rising in long slow movements and lowering herself agonizingly slowly, gliding smoothly down, surrounding my erection in a tight velvet heaven, the tip nudging against her cervix. "So good Daddy," she panted, her pace increasing, tiny nipples turgid. "Mom, Daddy's so deep. It feels like he's in my tummy."

Listening to Shannon's little grunts, watching a ten year old actually fuck me, her petite body moving up and down, I felt my climax stir. God, fucking my daughter was so exciting, so arousing. Seeing her little pussy stretched so much, my shaft so thick penetrating such a small vulva, had me panting. God, so tight. As pressure built, with Shannon making seductive little grunting sounds that were driving me wild, and her shoves becoming more insistent, I reached up to her and pulled her down onto my chest, so small, my ten year old a sexy little bundle on top of me.

Reaching down, I held her adorable little bottom, a seductive small buttock in each hand. Need built. I started fucking up into her tight pussy, long strokes, thumping into her end with every stroke, Shannon grunting. My thrusts picked up speed, becoming urgent, fucking my little girl, I needed to cum, I wanted to cum in my daughter. Her little grunts and moans thrilled me no end, driving my need. Jesus, I was fucking my daughter.

Shannon squeaked, her body jerked. Suddenly Shannon was climaxing, shoving her pussy back at me furiously gasping, "Daddy, Daddy," with each wild shove.

Gripping her sexy little bottom, I thrust up into her tight vagina, lodged myself against her little womb and exploded, semen blasting into her, glorious, glorious. I shoved again, exploded, hot semen flooding my crown. Holding her petite bottom I came gloriously, thrusting and spurting into my daughter's tight pussy until I was shooting blanks, seeing double, God, so damned good.

Vaguely I felt Shannon fall to my side, vaguely I heard soft talking. Sleep dragged me under.

A soft kiss woke me.

"Ken, Honey. Dinner."

Reaching out, eyes still closed, I pulled Nadia to me, kissing her passionately. I loved my wife fiercely.

"Come on, Ken, get up," she insisted, breaking the kiss and shaking my shoulder. I heard her leave the bedroom. Damn. I wanted to sleep.

Passing through the living room I wondered why the curtains were shut. Not for long. Entering the kitchen I stood frozen in the doorway. Lordy but that was erotic. Nadia and Shannon were back in those matching gauzy, see-through pink panties and bras, calmly going about the business of serving dinner.

With my rest, I was fully recharged again, as evidenced by an immediate erection, made stronger when I saw a feminine pad in my daughter's crotch. Damn, she had my semen in her! I actually came inside my daughter! Grinning in delight, I happily didn't help serve dinner, getting in their way, groping sexy bums, squeezing delightful boobs, happy as a hound dog at their complaints; "Jesus, Ken, get out of the way," "Daddy! Leave my bottom alone, I almost dropped the plate!"

Yup, I groped and fondled my way to a hard erection. I sort of liked this new arrangement. Over dinner at the kitchen table, as the two ladies chatted about sex and Shannon's experience, I absentmindedly ogled boobs in bras, enjoying how sexy they looked, Nadia's fuller set with large nipples poking, and Shannon's petite set, proud, a small mouthful.

I didn't really eat a lot, not hungry for food. In fact, my determined erection was quite distracting. It needed a home and, eyeing my wife lasciviously, feeling a surge of love, I wondered if she'd be amenable to sitting somewhere else.

Leaning over, I whispered in her ear. She grinned a wicked little grin. Damn I loved her!

As I pulled my chair away from the table and dropped my sweats, Nadia stood and wiggled out of those sexy, see-through panties, Shannon looking on with rapt attention, fork paused halfway to her mouth. Putting my knees together, Nadia backed up and straddled my lap. I had to lean around to watch Shannon's expressions as Nadia held my firm erection.

Shannon's eyes slowly widened as she stared at her mother align my penis. Her mouth hung open when Nadia slowly sat in my lap, God, my erection slipping into her snug, moist, silky pussy.

Our daughter just stared as Nadia pulled her plate over and continued eating, my penis throbbing inside her.

"Mom?" she said, sort of breathlessly, "What does it feel like?"

Nadia smiled. "He's throbbing inside me. It feels really good. Full."

"Gawd, Mom. Can I try?" Shannon asked enthusiastically. She couldn't believe how exciting it looked to see Mom sitting on Dad's penis. Hey, Mom shaved her hair off! Jeez, her pussy looked like it was pooching out and stretched.

"Oh Jesus," slipped from my mouth, my erection swelling.

"What happened, Mom?"

Nadia laughed, "I squeezed him."

"Oh Jesus, Nadia."

"Did you do it again?"

"Uh-huh," Nadia nodded, taking another bite of her dinner, her nipples aching they were so stiff. Damn, she needed to cum. Watching Ken and Shannon have sex earlier had made her so horny. Being a voyeur was intensely arousing. But it was her turn now, her body crying out for release. She squeezed her pussy again, marveling at how good it felt to have Ken's satisfying erection buried deep in her.

The fork in her hand tumbled to the table when she felt Ken reach around and stroke her sensitive clit, her body flushing with heat. When his other hand caressed her breast and pinched her sore nipple lightly, she felt her climax approach. Deep inside her she could feel his crown swelling, throbbing, tight, buried almost up to her stomach, wonderful, wonderful. God, Ken, rub harder.

Shannon slipped her hand under the table to rub her panties, eyes wide watching Mom sitting on Dad's lap, wanting to feel Dad's erection filling her again. The feminine pad she was wearing was too thick and didn't let her feel enough. In growing frustration, she slipped her hand under the waist, burrowing down across silky pubic hairs, parting her legs to the side of the chair until, with a sigh, she caressed her aching clit, wet and slippery from Dad's semen, aroused, her soreness fading as she watched Mom begin to move on Dad's lap.

Unable to stop herself, Nadia started moving her ass back and forth, Ken's penis rubbing deep inside, good, so good Honey. Her hands fell to the table to hold herself up, hips moving, close Honey, close. Clit pounding, a sudden clench on his thick erection. Yes, yes!

"God, Ken!" she gasped when he pinched her nipple and strummed her clit. With her eyes tightly closed, her climax slammed into her. Rising, she shoved down, pushing his amazing erection deep, deep, pain, beautiful pain. Another wave of pleasure hit her. She started shaking, undulating her bum, his thick crown rubbing deep, her climax raging, nipples sore. Clenching her vagina, with waves of bliss overwhelming her, Nadia almost fell, Ken's strong arms circling her body to hold her tight. She shook through her orgasm, beautiful my darling, so beautiful.

Wonderful peace descended, muscles twitching every so often with the residual uncontrollable pulses of a fading orgasm, release, glorious release, tension melting, God he's good.

Nadia smiled when she felt Ken still hard inside her. He felt even bigger now she'd cum. Reluctantly she stood, his warm, thick penis slipping out leaving her feeling empty. She grinned at his heartfelt groan, bending to pick up her panties and slip them on.

Man I was desperate to cum. My erection was so hard I could feel it moving as it pulsed. The cool air that hit it when Nadia stood didn't feel good. And watching my daughter's eyes stare into mine from across the table, knowing she was fingering herself under the table, seeing a rosy flush of arousal rise from her chest to her cheeks, made me almost insane with need. I needed release desperately, needed to fuck something, anything, I was so damned horny. When Nadia bent to slip her panties on, her gorgeous butt rounding seductively, red, inflamed hairless pussy appearing between sexy thighs, tight anus winking at me between her lovely buttocks, I grasped my erection.

"Jesus Nadia," I pleaded, "Don't leave me like this!" This was agony.

Nadia turned to look at Ken. She saw the desperation in his eyes, a pleading look, his hand gripping his erection. Leaning over, she whispered in his ear, "Would you like to have sex with your daughter again?"

Oh God, horny, horny.

Nadia sat in her chair, leaning over to Shannon. "I think your Dad wants you, Honey," she whispered. "Are you too sore?"

"Nuh-uh!" Shannon said forcefully, nodding insistently in denial, hair shaking as she pulled her hand from her panties.

"Okay." Nadia whispered into her ear, "This time pretend like . . ."

Wondering what Nadia was whispering, I watched a grin spread on my daughter's sweet face, saw her nod, bright blue eyes twinkling with mischief. She rose and, standing in front of me, mimicked her mother, slipping sexy little see-through pink panties down. The sight of the feminine pad in the gusset, damp with my semen almost had me cumming.

Shannon let her sexy panties fall to her ankles. Some quick fiddling and a sexy bra fell, too. She looked at me, smiled coyly, and held out her arms, "Daddy?"

Fuck yes. Gorgeous pubescence. She was as light as a feather when I picked her up under her arms, lifting her into my lap, her slender legs to my sides. Shannon's arms circled my neck, my weeping erection pressed against her soft tummy. She whispered in my ear, "Do you want me, Daddy? Do you want to put your thing in me?"

Fuck. God damn right I did! My erection was hurting it was so rigid.

"It's okay, Daddy. You can put it in me if you want. I don't mind."

Fuck. She was so small in my arms, her sexy talk driving me insane, her alluring aroma making me dizzy.

"I want to make you happy, Daddy. I love you. Teach me how to make you feel good."

Fuck!

I held her sweet bum with one hand, lifting her small body effortlessly, my strength fuelled by arousal. Reaching between us I grasped my straining erection, slipping the crown through her sexy little cleft, moving it slowly until felt the indent in front of her perineum, groaning as soft labia hugged my crown.

"I'm still a little girl, Daddy. Will it hurt?"

Fuck! I felt the opening of her slippery vagina dilate slightly.

"It's big, Daddy. Will it fit? I want it to fit, Daddy."

Fuck me! Her tight entrance oozed over my crown, tight, so tight.

She moaned quietly. "Daddy, it's too big. I'm thing I'm too small."

Fuck! A popping sensation hit me like a ton of bricks, Shannon's pussy slipping over the flared ridge to seal itself on my aching shaft.

"Ow . . ."

Fuck! Shannon's pussy was so snug with her legs spread to my sides, hot and pulsing, gripping my tip, her hot breath in my ear, arms holding me tight.

"You can put it inside me more if you want, Daddy."

Fuck! Damn right I wanted! Letting Shannon down slowly, her incredible pussy slipped down my shaft, hot, moist velvet gripping me like a vise, so good, so good. I groaned, sweat popping on my brow when she squeezed her pussy.

"Does it feel good, Daddy? Am I doing it right?"

"Jesus, Shannon," I gasped, grabbing her sexy buttocks. Too much for me, I was too excited and needed to fuck. I started lifting and lowering my little lover's bum, fucking myself with her body to sexy little huffs in my ear, her tight, tight pussy massaging the length of my pounding erection as I slipped deeper and deeper. My penis swelled painfully when it nudged against her cervix. God but Shannon felt so petite against me, so small, so young and sexy.

"Daddy," she whispered breathlessly between little huffs, "It's so deep. Do you like your thing in me? Do you want to cum in me? It's okay, I don't mind."

Fuck me! My orgasm was about to unleash itself, testicles aching, swelling, swelling, God so tight. Lifting and lowering her little bum I fucked her harder, erection swelling.

"I forgot to tell you," Nadia said, "Your daughter had her period, too. So don't cum in her, Ken. Oh. Probably too late now."

I roared loudly, slammed my daughter's tight pussy down hard, swelled impossibly large in her. Pain wracked my body as my orgasm slammed into me. Holding her down, penis pressed tight to her cervix, semen charged up my aching shaft and exploded into her little womb, God bliss, bliss. Another powerful wave of agonizing ecstasy charged through my body as I expanded inside her, semen exploding out, warmth flooding my crown, God, so fucking good. The world narrowed to an incredibly tight vagina, painful pulses of cum, blindingly pleasurable explosions, bliss, total bliss. I humped and thrust into my little girl, spurting, flooding her with semen, cumming in an intense, heart-stopping climax.

By the time reality returned and opened my eyes, my heart pounding in my chest, I saw Nadia smiling at me, so much love in her soft dark brown eyes. I was holding my little darling to me gently, her face resting on my shoulder, soft even breaths against my neck. Still lodged inside her, my penis was softening and shrinking.

Nadia rose, leaned over and whispered, "She's asleep, Honey. Perhaps we should take her to bed."

I looked deep into my wife's eyes, seeing her affection, her love. God, I loved Nadia. I wondered what she had in mind for Lesson Eight: Variety, The Spice of Life.