Showing Off My Daughter

by Tony Williams

"Have you got clean knickers on?"

"Yes, Mum."

"Let me see." She lifts her dress up right under her chin. Her blinding white cotton knickers are in full view. This is a little routine that my daughter Pepper and I do almost daily. There's nothing quite as sexy as seeing a little girl lift her dress to lewdly display her underwear, and Pepper knows it. There's a grin on her face.

"If Dad could see us now, he'd freak out," she says. My ex gets Pepper on weeknights, but on Saturdays and Sundays she's all mine. "You know how he's always telling me to sit properly and put my knees together and be ladylike."

"He can be a bit uptight," I allow. "Best thing would be to go along with him and not try to piss him off, but then when you're with me you can sit any way you like. He didn't approve when I sat around the house in just my knickers." I have a suspicion he's a repressed voyeur, trying to compensate for his secret longings.

"I like you in your knickers, Mum." I smile. Pepper is in no hurry to drop her dress and I look at her skinny legs and narrow hips. At eleven years old, she's already a heartbreaker.

"And I like your legs," I say, reaching out from where I sit, putting my palms on the back of her thighs and sliding up to squeeze her cute little bum. She giggles and finally lets her dress fall over my hands which still caress her cheeks, and I pull her towards me and press my nose against hers. Her arms go round my neck and we stare into each other's eyes. "I love you so much, my darling," I say.

"Me, too, Mummy. Are we going to the park?"

"If you like. Maybe that lady will be there again."

"The one who was staring at me in the play area?"

"Yeah, the one in the skimpy jogging shorts. She couldn't take her eyes off you."

"Maybe she's a lez., like my P.E. teacher, Miss Peters. She likes to look at us girls in the changing room."

"Does she ever touch any of you?"

"She'd sure like to, but no, not yet at least. You don't seem to mind when people look at me, do you?"

"Why should I mind? They're paying me a compliment. No, I don't mind a bit and I know you don't mind either. Be honest, you just love showing off your undies in public." She grins. "In fact you make me very proud of being the mother of a very sexy little girl. The more you show off, the better I like it." She lets go of me and I look at her dress, sleeveless pink cotton with buttons all the way up the front. I undo the bottom one. "Oops," I say, "you missed a button." She laughs, looking down at herself. Her dress is about as short as it could be, only just covering her bum. If she bends down, the view from behind will be spectacular.

She steps away from me and sits on the couch, facing me, leaning back, her legs spread wide as usual. The "missed" button reveals plenty of white cotton. "Aunty Jane likes it when I show off. Her eyes pop out of her head."

"Has she ever touched you?" I ask in a neutral tone.

"Only once. I was standing beside her when she was playing the piano and she put her hand on the inside of my thigh and slid it up until she reached my knickers."

"What did you do?"

"I wasn't sure what to do, so I just stood there for a few seconds and let her feel me up, but then I thought you might disapprove so I told her to stop it and I stepped away. She said she was sorry and it wouldn't happen again. It was just before Christmas."

"Why didn't you tell me?

"'Cos it was no big deal and I didn't want to get her into trouble. I'd almost forgotten about it. You're not mad at her, are you?"

"No, not if she didn't embarrass you. Jane would never do anything that you didn't want her to. Perhaps she just misread the situation. Had you been showing off your knickers to her?"

"I forget. Probably."

"There you go. She must have taken it as an invitation. I won't be angry at her if she tries it again and if it doesn't bother you, why not let her feel you up? What harm would it it do?"

She grins. "I like Aunty Jane. I think I'll let her." My sister is a fucking randy bitch. When we were just little girls, she taught me to masturbate, to finger my little pee pee and lick hers. I had my first orgasm while I was eating her pussy. I was about Pepper's age. But then we grew up, and both married.

Secretly, I'm kind of thrilled that my sister copped a feel. I picture it in my mind, her hand between Pepper's legs, feeling her little pussy under the cotton of her knickers, her own knickers wet and her pulse racing, and my I can feel myselft getting excited.

"Come on, Princess, let's go the the park."

"Put some clothes on first," she says, grinning.

"Ah, yes. I nearly forgot. It wouldn't do to be walking in the park in my knickers with you, would it? It's alright for little girls to show of their undies, but not grown women, not in public, anyway." I pull on a short flared skirt and a loose camisole, which shows off my tits if I lean forward, and we head out.

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There's no one in the play area except a couple of toddlers in the sandbox,with their nannies looking on. We sit on the stone bench by the swings and look around. Across the other side of the park, I see a lone jogger. We're in luck. I'm sure it's the same woman as yesterday. Running along the perimeter path, she gets closer.

"Look, Pepper, it's that lady again." She's wearing the same outfit as the previous day, a white cotton tank and white nylon jogging shorts, deliciously skimpy and translucent so I can see her white briefs beneath. She jogs towards us, slows to a walk then plops herself down on the bench, gasping for breath.

"It's way too hot to be running," I say.

"You're right."

"Need some water?" I ask, handing her my bottle. She takes a long pull.

"Thanks, I needed that. My name's Jenny, by the way." She holds out her hand.

"I'm Toni, and this is my daughter Pepper." Pepper gives her a dazzling smile.

"I'm going on the swings," she says, standing up and spinning abruptly round so that her dress flares out to make the edge of her knickers visible. On the swing, instead of sitting, she stands on the seat and quickly works it up to a big arc, oscillating to and fro. On the "fro" phase, we can't see much, but on the "to", as she comes towards us, her dress blows up quite nicely. I hadn't noticed that at some point she'd undone the second button of her dress. I've got to hand it to her, she knows what she's doing. Then she bends her knees until she's squatting, her feet still on the seat, her heels under her bum and her knees quite provocatively spread. She's looking right at us, with a smile on her face, her innocence perfectly faked.

I turn to look at Jenny. She's a pretty good looking woman and if I weren't with Pepper, I'd be hitting up on her. Her legs are just as long as mine. I look back at Pepper who's worked the swing up to a high arc. I pull out my camera and take a picture just at the end of her swing when she's revealing the most.

"Don't you just love it when little girls show off their undies?" I say. I'm taking a bit of a risk here, but yesterday, she'd hung around the play area a bit longer than it would have taken just to get her breath back, her eyes locked on Pepper, and even then I had the gut feeling that, like me, she had a thing for little girls. And today, from the way she's staring at her, my first impression's confirmed.

"I guess when they're young, they just don't care. How old is she?"

"Eleven. Oh, she cares alright. She knows exactly what she's doing, the little exhibitionist, forever showing off to all and sundry. Not that I mind. If she enjoys it, I'm not gonna stop her. One day she'll grow out of it." (I'm gonna miss it when she does, I think to myself.) I look at Jenny and finally she tears his gaze away from Pepper and looks at me.

"You don't seem to mind. Most Mums would be telling their daughters to be a little more . . ."

"Ladylike? Respectable? Plenty of time for that shit when she's older. Right now, I just want her to enjoy her childhood, while it lasts." Her eyes snap back to Pepper. "And I want to enjoy it, too," I add. Out of Jenny's line of sight, I raise my hand and point my finger to the left, where the monkey bars are. Pepper gets the message, stops swinging and goes over to them.

Jenny's pondering my remark. Pepper reaches the monkey bars and goes into her routine. I know what to expect and grin to myself. She jumps up and grabs a cross bar, then brings her knees up under her chin and rotates her body so that her calves go up between the bars. We get a magnificent view of her cotton covered bum. Now all she has to do is bend her arms and hook her knees over the bar. It looks difficult, but it's all about centre of gravity and it's really quite easy. Even I can do it. Her dress is up round her waist, and Jenny's jaw has dropped. The climax is just about to happen. Pepper pauses for a few seconds, letting the tension build, then lets go with her hands and allows her body to fall, her arms dangling. Predicably, her dress falls, all the way to her armpits, revealing her naked chest with her tiny nipples in full view. The nannies are looking the other way, preoccupied with their own kids. I take another picture of her.

"Look at that!" I say. "A respectable girl would've tucked the hem of her dress into the legs of her knickers, but then Pepper is not a respectable girl."

"That would be a little more dignified."

"Dignified? Fuck dignified. Let her be uninhibited, after all, I'm here. What could possibly go wrong? I don't wanna spoil her fun. Did I mention she likes to show off? Usually, its just to me, but today she's got you for an audience." I smile at her. Pepper grips the bar and swings down on to her feet. "Do another one," I call to her. "I want to take another picture." She turns through 180 degrees and repeats the performance, this time letting us see her bum and naked back. I take more pictures. She hangs for a few seconds, then comes back down on to her feet. Her dress is still jammed up under her armpits and she steps across to us, her knickers still on full view, then when she can no longer justify the exposure, she pulls the dress down and comes and sits across my thighs, her arm round my neck.

"That was a nice job, Pepper," I say. "I think Jenny enjoyed it too." I look at her.

"You're a very pretty girl."

"Thank you," she says. "Mum says I'm sexy," she adds, coquettishly.

"Your mum knows best."

"I need to take a pee, Mum."

"Use the public toilet."

"I don't like it in there. It smells."

"Then use the graveyard on the way home like you did before. Can you hold it that long?"

"I think so."

I turn to Jenny. "She likes to pee in her knickers sometimes. There's a short cut through churchyard from the High Street. One day we were walking home and she needed to pee." I turn to Pepper. "Can I tell her?"

She shrugs. "Sure, why not?"

"Right there among the gravestones, she just lifted her skirt, spread her legs and peed right through her knickers." Pepper is grinning at me. "Believe me, it was a pretty erotic sight."

"I do believe you," he says, sounding excited.

"I told her she was a naughty girl and that when I got home I would spank her bum. At the rear of the church there's a gate leading into a lane and we live about a quarter of a mile farther down."

"Did you spank her?" Now she's grinning.

"Not quite," says Pepper. "She put me across her knee, lifted my dress and pulled my knickers down." Jenny is visibly excited.

"But I couldn't bring myself to smack such a lovely little arse, so she got away with it."

"She likes my arse, Jenny. Let's go, Mum."

"If you going that way, you wanna walk with us?" I ask.

"It would be my pleasure." She stands up and I get a close up view of her sexy shorts and the visible briefs beneath. We exit the park and walk down the street to the churchyard. Among the gravestones, almost out of sight of the street, but not quite, Pepper goes into her act, lifting her dress and peeing right through her white cotton knickers as Jenny and I gaze at her. Her feet are wide apart so that her legs don't get splashed. I don't care if someone is watching from the street, in fact it'd be that much the better.

I lean close to Jenny. "She's a little fucking teaser," I whisper, my hand on her shoulder.

"I think I have to agree," she murmurs. "Does she do this sort of thing often?"

"I do anything that makes my Mum happy," she says. I guess she overheard us. "Are you gonna spank me when we get home?"

"Oh, definitely," I say, grinning. "Either me or Jenny." With her dress bunched up round her waist, she tugs her knickers up as far as they will go, forming a beautiful cameltoe and her little slit is visible through the wet cotton. I turn to Jenny. "You must come home with us and have a cold beer."

"Cool," says Pepper, dropping her dress. Then in a sing-song voice, "Mummy's gonna spank me, Mummy's gonna spank me."

"Or Jenny is. We'll toss a coin." The expression on Jenny's face tells me she thinks he's died and gone to heaven.

When we reach our cottage, I fix a couple of cold beers and a coke for Pepper. Jenny and I sit on the couch and Pepper looks at us. "Haven't you guys forgotten something?"

"What?" I ask. "Oh yes, I still have my skirt on." I stand and take it off and say to Jenny, "I never wear clothes round the house in summer. I just find them irritating." She eyes my hot pink silk tap pants as I sit again. With a furtive shrug of my left shoulder, I allow the strap of my camisole to fall and my left tit is exposed.

"Not your skirt, silly," Pepper says. "The other thing."

"The other thing? Ah, yes. You need to be spanked. Which one of us should do it?"

"You spanked me yesterday, so it ought to be Jenny." I can hear her breath quicken.

"I think she likes you, Jenny. Get across her knee then." Pepper lies face down across her thighs and I reach over and pull the back of her dress up as high as it will go, so that her lower back is bare. "Pull her knickers down." Pepper lifts her hips and lets Jenny pull them down to just above her knees. They're only wet at the crotch. "Isn't that a lovely bum," I say.

"Adorable," she says, running her hand over Pepper's cheeks. "Does your mum spank you a lot?"

"Most days. When I do naughty stuff."

"Like peeing in your knickers?"

"Yeah, stuff like that."

"How many spanks?" she asks me.

"Six should do it," I say. She lays half a dozen gentle slaps on my little girl's cheeks.

"Ouch! Ouch!" she cries in a fake voice. Then Jenny's hand caresses her bum once again.

"Kiss it better," she tells her. Jenny leans down and plants kisses all over Pepper's bum, her hand on her upper thigh, her fingers close to her little pucker. After a few seconds, Pepper rolls off her on to her back on the floor. Her knickers are still round her knees and she pulls them off over her feet and hands them to me. She lies there, the dress still up round her chest, watching me as I press her knickers to my face and inhale deeply. Jenny is staring at Pepper's little girly slit, where her lips just starting to develop. A short pause as we both gaze at her, then she gets up.

"I need to take a shower," she says.

"Did you get any pee on your dress?" I ask, knowing full well that she didn't.

"A bit. I'll put on a new one." She abruptly pulls her dress over her head and throws it to me. Now all she has on are her ankle sox and sandals. She sits down on the floor again and takes the sandals and sox off, her legs akimbo, giving us a lewd display of her little pussy. Then she stands, proudly naked, smiles and runs upstairs to the bathroom.

"So what do you think of my little girl?"

"Oh, my fucking God! She is so fucking hot! I think I've fallen in love."

"I've trained her well."

"I can't get over the fact that you're letting all this happen. She's your own daughter! She was standing totally naked in front of me! Most mums would have chased me off long before now, but you seem get off on . . ." She pauses.

"I get off on you getting off. When other people, not just friends but total strangers, get excited from looking at her, it turns me on like nothing else."

"My panties are wet," she says.

I put one arm round her shoulder and run my other hand up her thigh and inside the loose leg of her jogging shorts. She's right, her cotton briefs are pracically dripping.

"Did you pee your knickers, too?"

"No, but will you spank me if I do?" Instead replying, I lean in and press my lips against hers. I feel her melt and her arms go round me. My tongue goes into her mouth and she closes her eyes. My free hand is still probing at the crotch of her knickers and I feel her hand land on my thigh and slide up, under the edge of my tap pants, to touch my pussy lips. I break the kiss.

"Let's go upstairs and watch Pepper in the shower. She'll soap herself all over, then push her soapy finger up her vagina, the way I've taught her. She always takes a long time to wash it."

"You mean she masturbates?"

I snort, derisively. "She's eleven, Jenny. Of course she masturbates. How old were you when you started? My sister taught me when I was seven or eight. By Pepper's age, I was eating pussy and loving it. Come on, let's go up or we'll miss the fun." We climb the stairs, but the bathroom is empty. "Shit, she's finished. Never mind, you wanna take a shower?"

"With you?"

"Of course. I'm not gonna let you shower alone. Let's get these sexy shorts off you. Now your top. Mmm, you look hot in bikini briefs, especially as they're nice and wet." I drop my skirt and let her take my camisole off, then I kneel and pull her briefs down. Her pussy, like mine, is cleanly shaved. I take her hand and lead her into the shower.

"Aren't you gonna take your knickers off?" she asks.

"Yeah, after I've peed in them. Do you need to pee?"

"I'm bursting."

We step into the shower but I don't bother to turn the water on. I drop to my knees and pull her towards me so that she's straddling me. "Pee on my face," I beg her. "I adore being peed on. Make me your slave and do evil things to me." I put hands on her butt cheeks and tilt my head back. After a few seconds I'm rewarded by the splash of warm pee on my face. I close my eyes and revel in the feeling of hot piss running down my body, over my tits, down my stomach and over my pussy and thighs. I open my mouth and let her pee in it. I get two good swallows before she runs out, then I clap my lips on her pussy, thrust my tongue into her, then start working on her clit. Her whole body is trembling when suddenly I hear her gasp. I come up for air and that's when I gasp, too. Pepper's sweet little nose is pressed against the glass of the shower door. Her eyes are big and her mouth is gaping. I climb to my feet and Pepper grins at me. She's stark naked except for a clean pair of panties, this time in pink cotton with white edging at the waist and legs.

"Oh, you bad, bad girls," she calls, giggling. "I'm gonna have to spank both of you."

"Not until I've peed in my knickers," I say, letting my bladder go. Hot pee runs down my legs, mixing with Jenny's. Alas, silk is not as good as cotton when it comes to absorbing pee, so they only get wet at the crotch. Still, it feels nice and naughty to be doing it in front of Jenny and my little girl. Jenny puts her a hand between my legs and lets my pee run over it. When my flow stops, she pulls my knickers off. Only then do I turn the water on. As Pepper watches, enthralled, we lather each other all over, with special attention to our body orifices, taking our time. Our fingers go deep into each other. I can be just as much of an exhibitionist as my daughter, and the fact that she's watching us as we sexually arouse each other, is incredibly thrilling. Finally, we rinse off and step out of the shower.

"How did you like the show, Pepper?" I ask.

"Fucking awesome, Mum!"

Although my daughter is perfectly aware that I'm bisexual, and fully aware of what that means, this is the first time that she's been allowed to watch me having sex. For a few seconds, when I first caught sight of her looking through the glass door, I was worried that she might feel jealous, but from the look on her face, she appears delighted to be allowed to watch.

"Let's all go in my bedroom," I say. I detour via the living room for long enough to pick up the camera.

Up in my room, Pepper jumps on to the bed and lies back looking at us. I take a pair of turquoise see-through tap pants from my dresser drawer and hold them up. "Oh, I love those," says Jenny."

"Try them on," I say. She steps into them.

"Oh, perfect!" Pepper gushes. "You look even sexier than Mum. I can see your pussy through them."

"Do you have any see-through knickers, Pepper?"

"No, just cotton."

Jenny looks at me. "I'd love to take her shopping and buy her some sexy lingerie. Would you mind?"

"Mind? I'd be thrilled. She could model them for us, put on a show." Pepper grins, enthusiastically.

"What shall I wear," I ponder, looking into my knicker drawer. Jenny peers over my shoulder.

"What about those men's brief's?" she asks

"Ah yes, they do make a certain statement." Jenny takes them from the drawer, holds them open and I step into them. She pulls them up my legs, and snaps the elastic at the waist.

"Yeah, definitely tasty," she murmurs, "but look at little Pepper lying there, all innocent, in those delicious pink knickers."

"Pepper," I say, "would you be upset if Jenny feels you up like Aunt Jane did?" Pepper grins.

"Her Aunt feels her up?" asks Jenny, incredulously. "And you let her?"

"I wasn't around at the time, but Pepper knows how to say "no", so Jane can do anything she likes untill Pepper stops her. Isn't that right, Sweetheart?"

She giggles. "I think my aunt is too shy to do anything really naughty."

"Then you should encourage her, but only if you want to." I say. I turn to Jenny. "Jane only groped her outside her knickers, you know, that hand-up-the-skirt-thing that all little girls enjoy at one time or another."

"You can feel me up, Jenny. I won't mind," says Pepper.

"Jenny, why don't you pull her knickers off?" Pepper lies there submissively, her fingers laced behind her head and Jenny hooks her fingers in the waist of her knickers and slowly slides them down her legs and off her feet. Then Pepper spread her legs. My pulse is pounding. I go round to the other side of the bed and sit beside my little girl, my camera in my hand, ready for some close-ups.

I quite expect Jenny to immediately get down to work, so to speak, her fingers and tongue worshiping my daughter, but as I sit there, camera at the ready, the asks Pepper to roll on to her face, then proceeds to give her the gentlest, most loving caresses with her fingertips, from her shoulders, down over her bum and the backs of her thighs, to her calves. Her touch is feather light, barely brushing the perfect skin of my girl. Pepper hums with pleasure. Then Jenny asks her to turn over which she does, eagerly. As Jenny starts to repeat her performance on Pepper's front, I realise that still pics aren't going to do justice to this display of tender love, so I run out of the room and come back with my camcorder, which I set up on the dresser so that the picture won't wobble, like most amateur videos do. I zoom it in until the girls fill the frame, then stand back and watch. At first, Pepper's vaginal area is left strictly alone, Jenny's fingers carefully avoiding it, but slowly, with each pass her touch gets closer and closer until finally her fingertips brush my little girl's pussy lips and she let's out a deep sigh. Now the touches are becomming more frequent and intimate, concentrating on her nipples, lower abdomen, upper thighs, and most exciting of all, her vagina. Jenny's middle finger runs up and down her slit and Pepper spreads her legs wider, invitingly. Then the finger goes deep inside her and she lets out a little gasp of delight. My hand is down the front of my briefs, fingering my soaking wet pussy. My heart is racing as watch my daughter being seduced by another adult woman. After a minute or two, Jenny takes her finger out and positions herself between Pepper's legs. This is the moment I've been waiting for. Lips meet lips, and Pepper's hips thrust upwards. I pick up the camera and move it for a better view and zoom right in so that the screen is filled with Jenny's face licking furiously at Pepper's cunt. The room is filled with the sharp aroma of sex and the sounds of arousal as the two girls moan and groan in ecstacy. I sit on the edge of the bed, my hand inside my briefs again as Jenny does her expert work until, with a long moan, Pepper cums. Her body relaxes and she exhales a huge sigh. Jenny grins at me, her cheeks wet, and crawls up the bed until she's straddling Pepper's chest. She pulls the crotch of he knickers aside and says, "I'm gonna cum any second, you've got me so fucking turned on. Just touch my clit with your fingers. Oh, Jesus! That's so . . ." She shuffles forward so that Pepper can lift her head and reach her with her tongue. Ten seconds later, Jenny calls, "Yes! Yes! Oh, sweet fucking Jesus, I'm cumming!" She lets out a huge sigh, then falls sideways.

I am so aroused that I cum myself, my back arched, my head thrown back, my body shuddering. I fall on to the bed beside Pepper, who takes me in her arms.

"She made me cum, Mum," she whispers, "and I made her cum, too."

"I came as well," I murmur, "just from watching you.

Her eyes went big. "You, too? Awesome."

"Here, sniff my fingers." She inhales the perfume of my pussy floating up from my fingers, then takes them in her mouth.

"You taste sweet, Mum."

"You make me so happy, my darling. Watching you growing up is the best thing that could ever happen to me." I turn to Jenny, who's now lying beside Pepper. "I don't know how to thank you enough," I say, "for letting my daugher show herself off to you, and for letting her find out how exquisite is is to make a girl cum."

"The pleasure is all mine," she replies, sleepily.

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It's two days later. "Jane is coming over for dinner," I say to Pepper, who's just come home from school.

She grins at me. "I wonder if she's gonna feel me up."

"I wouldn't object, as long as you don't mind."

"Mind? Not a bit. I like Auntie Jane. She just as hot a Jenny."

"I think it's time you started calling her just 'Jane'. You might wanna give her some encouragement, you know, show off your knickers and all that stuff you do so well."

"I don't think she'll feel me up if you're around, Mum."

"Then I'll just have to leave you guys to it. What are you gonna wear?" She smiles, enigmatically, lifts her school dress up under her chin and looks down at her knickers. "Not these. What about the one's Jenny bought for me yesterday?" I smile.

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Jane arrives and I usher her into the living room. "Where's Pepper?" she asks.

"She'll be down in a minute. Can I get you a drink?"

Just then we hear Pepper's bedroom door close and see her bare feet start down the stairs. As she comes into view, we gasp. She has on on of my sheer silk blouses, in pale blue, that comes down to her upper thighs. The material is so transparent, it hides nothing. Underneath, she has on a whispy pair of see-through white knickers. The front has a slit from waist to crotch, held closed with a ribbon tied in a bow. All it would take would be one tiny tug.

When she reaches the bottom of the stairs, she jumps into Jane's arms, wrapping her legs round her waist, her arms round her neck.

"I got stuff to do," I say. "I'll see you guys in a little while."

They don't even hear me.

The End.

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