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The first couple of times it happened, Dave just dismissed it as an accident and not wanting to embarrass anyone, didn't say anything about it. He certainly thought about it, but as with any similar instance in his teaching career, tried to put it behind him and move on.

But the day that he first felt a hand close over his cock and actively grab it, he knew that things were going to be different this time.

He had offered the photography class for a number of years. It was an optional class that he made available to final year students as something to take their mind of the pressure of the final year.. That so called 'make or break' your life year of school. It gave him a chance to provide coaching and guidance to a small group of k**s and assist them in a way that as a physics teacher, he usually didn't get.

He liked to teach them old school photography, using film rather than digital cameras. He liked the personal aspect of experimenting with and developing the film and found that the students got more out of the class than when they just dumped them to a computer and played around with photoshop. There was something more artistic about it. They could learn the new fandangled way of doing things any time they liked. Most of them were far more advanced than him in that area any way, but had never touched a 35mm film.

Numbers were down in the class this year and it was different from previous years in that it consisted entirely of girls. And he couldn't help but note that all of them were gorgeous. There must have been an aligning of the moons or something, because all five of the girls seemed to have been cut from the same cloth with slim nicely proportioned builds, pert breasts of a delectably average size, shoulder length hair of varying shades and each one of them intelligent and emotionally well balanced. It made for a fun class.

Allison, Lucy, Sylvia and Sarah. His harem; as he would consider them when he was at home late at night, looking at porn on his computer. The fifth girl was Jo, his daughter. A small complication that would be removed next year when she had finally graduated. Until now, they'd balanced the dad as a teacher at my school dilemma without too many incidents of note. It had been stretched a couple of times since she'd turned 18, but in the main they'd survived. He'd managed to avoid having her in any of his classes, mainly through her keen interest in the arts being something of a divergence from his own field of expertise. Something she took from her mother.

Jo's mother, now there was a story, but for another time.

He'd struggled for years as a teacher, the young girls in their school uniforms looking so pert and tasty. He'd always wanted one, but hadn't ever gone there. Much of it he put down to luck. The girls he lusted after had no interest in any sort of contact other than that mandated by their need to attend school and those that crushed on him he had no desire to be with. Now, at 45, he figured there'd be no problems of the romantic kind for him with any of the young students.

The class began well, the girls all showing a real interest in the topic, the size of the class enabling Dave to make it very interactive. Right from the start it had been a fun class to teach, the girls heaping shit on him and him giving it back within the limits that his position would allow, but pushing the boundaries as the camaraderie with the class gelled.

It was when they moved to the darkroom that things started to get interesting. He would make sure that he took note of where each girl was in order before the lights went to black and was always cautious about his own movements when one of them would ask for help. It would have been too easy to end up with a hand touching something he shouldn't . And even though all of the girls in the class had turned 18, it didn't remove all the complications.

But despite his best efforts, contact in the darkened space was inevitable and occasionally, he'd bump into someone or in an effort to find an elbow to guide him, would end up brushing his fingers against the curve of a hip or waist, his cock hardening as he felt the slim outline beneath a school dress. God he loved those school dresses. They hid everything, yes, but when they were fitted well, the imagination filled the gaps remarkably quickly, especially when a hand was lingering on a hip, feeling the heat of the contact.

Then the girls started to mess with him. They would wait until he had turned the lights off and he'd hear a shuffling around as they all immediately swapped places. He would eventually work out who was who as they spoke and asked for help, but it was difficult at best. It was during these times that it started.

As he moved from one girl to help someone two places over, he would find that he wouldn't quite judge the position of the girl in between correctly and as a result, her butt would rub against him as he stepped past her sideways. He had to admit that it was an extremely pleasant sensation, having a young girl's pert butt rub against his crotch, but the professional part of him had him stammering an apology at the contact and kept him moving on, rather than grabbing her hips and grinding his cock against it like he'd like to.

This went on for about a week and at night he would sit at his computer, looking for pictures of girls that looked like the ones in his class, then wank furiously as he imagined that he didn't keep going, that he did grab a girl's hips and grind against her, even that he flipped her dress up and rubbed his cock against her crotch. He also wondered just what part Jo had in all this. She was definitely part of the switch around in the dark room, but he wondered if she participated thinking that that was all there was to the joke, or as he liked to fantasize, that she knew that someone in that room was rubbing their butt against her father's crotch.

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It was a Monday when it happened. Dave knew that he'd never forget. They were all in the darkroom and the now usual game of switching places had taken place. Today the girls were all being very quiet and Dave found himself standing behind the girls waiting to see if anyone required any help with their film. He moved about quietly and then once again found a butt pressed against him. This time, he didn't move quite as quickly away, starting to think that it was deliberate and wondering if the girl would do something different if it appeared that he wasn't going to jump away. To his surprise, he felt the butt wiggle slightly as he slid past and then, just as he thought it was over, felt a hand grope around his crotch and grab his semi-erect cock. He stifled a gasp of surprise as the hand squeezed him several times and then released him.

He was lost for the rest of the lesson.

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Jo sat in her room, wondering about what was going on. She knew that her friends found her father hot. He had a sort of Indiana Jones thing going on for him (Raiders of the Lost Ark Indy, she thought, giggling to herself, not Crystal Skull indy!). Older, good looking, distinguished and a way of dealing with the k**s that made them look up to and admire him. It was one of the reasons that his photography class was actually popular.

She wasn't sure why there weren't more people in it this year, but was glad that she was one of the five lucky enough to get to take it.

She'd been a little outraged when the girls had first suggested what they wanted to do. After all, this was her father they were talking about, but she knew that regardless of her participation they would find a way for it to happen. Besides, a little rubbing of butts against her dad could hardly cause him to lose his job. And he was divorced, so it wasn't like she was betraying her mother or anything in allowing her friends to do it.

But today, she'd found herself caught up in the fun of it all and as he had moved past her, she'd thrust her butt out, just like the others said they did and she had felt her butt make contact with his crotch. She was surprised at how good it felt being so naughty, knowing that none of her friends nor her father had known that she'd done it.

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Dave knew that he should have stopped things there, taken each girl aside, given them a vague warning about inappropriate behaviour in the dark room, but the honest fact was that he loved it. He couldn't' believe that an 18 year old girl would actively choose to grab his cock like that. And he wanted to see where it would lead. He started to pay attention to detail. Which girl wore a watch, did any of them have a particular scent on them at the start of class? How long were their skirts? Anything that he thought he might be able to use to distinguish who was who in his class.

He was disappointed when for the next two classes, he wasn't groped again. There was still butt rubbing going on and he found himself lingering a little longer than he should against them, but that was all.

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It was another Monday when that changed again. He had moved several times and had butts rub against him. He was once again moving from one place to another when he felt a hand sliding across the front of his pants. When it had reached his hard cock, it grabbed, holding on, not letting him move any further. He stopped and the hand rubbed up and down his cock, deliberately stimulating him. He suppressed a moan. It felt like he allowed it to go on forever, but he pushed on. He felt the hand reluctantly let go. As he stepped to move past the next girl, he was again surprised. He could sense just how close he was to her. He had expected her to be back in near the bench, but she wasn't. He reached out a hand to steady himself and found it on her hip. Her hand closed over his. He paused, stunned. He'd assumed that it was just the one girl in his class, yet here he was being stopped by a second.

He thought he was about to melt down. Then the hand grabbed his and slid it up over her abdomen until it rested on her breast! He could feel the wire of the bra under the thin material of the school dress. He could feel the outline of the bra, the curve of where it stopped. And he could feel the hardness of her nipple spearing through it all against his palm as she pressed his hand against her. His fingers squeezed, fondling. The breast was forcefully thrust against his hand.

He stopped. Sanity kicked in. What the fuck was he doing? His hand leapt from the young girl's chest and he moved on, as far from temptation as he could in the dark space. Fuck!

When the class was over, he looked at each of the girls closely, trying to work out who had done it. There wasn't a jot of evidence for him.

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That night at home, he lay in bed thinking about it, thinking about the potential consequences. Then he thought about the hand on his cock and the feel of the breast beneath his hand and stroked his cock until he came hard.

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Dave spent the next entire class with an anticipatory boner. From the moment he walked into the class, he was hard and he worried that during the time spent out of the darkroom, he would be noticed by his daughter. He listened to the girls chatter when they thought he couldn't over hear him. He heard them talk about the guys at school, about times when they noticed one of them barring up. As a result, he packed all the girls off with cameras, avoiding the darkroom, thinking that this might help him keep in check the burning desire he had to explore what was being offered further.

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Allison and Sylvia strolled about the school grounds together, looking for something worth taking a photo of, something that they could present in a light that might impress Mr Johns.

"I grabbed his cock you know," Allison said, grinning at Sylvia, waiting for some sort of shocked response.

"I put his hand on my tit," Sylvia replied, laughing at the look on Allison's face. Allison, who thought she was in control, the most daring.

"Damn, I thought none of the rest of you would do anything more than stick your butts out and that I could trump everyone," Allison said, laughing.

"So how big is it?" Sylvia asked, satisfied with the response.

"Big," Allison laughed. "I don't know that he was completely hard, well he probably was when I let him go, but it felt nice and big to me. What did he do when you put his hand there?"

"He actually squeezed it a bit," Sylvia said, sighing as she remembered.

"I can't believe he hasn't freaked at us already," Allison said. "I so want to fuck him."

"Me too," Sylvia replied.

"Hey, we should give him another surprise," Allison said. Sylvia laughed, knowing the look on her friend's face that said she was thinking of something very naughty.

"Like what?" She asked.

"Um, how about we leave a roll of film in the darkroom at the end of the next lesson. With some er pictures on it."

"duh, what else would a film have on it," Sylvia laughed.

"Oh don't be an ass," Allison laughed," what if he were to find a picture of a nipple?"

"oooooooooh," Sylvia said, grinning as she caught on. "Hmm, whose nipple?" she pondered.

"Well I am going to put mine on there," Allison said, taking Sylvia to the nearest toilets. Once inside, she went to one of the cubicles, pulling Sylvia in with her. She undid the buttons that ran down the front of her tunic-style summer school dress and shrugged her shoulders out of it, withdrawing her arms as well. She pulled a bra strap off and pulled the cup down to expose her right breast. She handed Sylvia the camera. "Take a picture, she said, pulling her nipple to maximize its tightness, sighing as she played with it."

"Shouldn't you use a new film?" Sylvia asked.

"Oh yeah!" Allison giggled, fishing around for one in the camera bag. She wound the film that she'd been using back into its canister and put a new one in before giving the camera back to Sylvia. "Get in nice and tight, just the nipple," she told her, "we don't want to give too many clues.

Sylvia snapped a couple of photos of her friend's nipple, surprised that she was turned on by doing so. Then the two of them returned to taking photos that they could use in class.

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Dave turned off the lights in the darkroom, his cock hardening as he did so without him even trying to pretend otherwise. He heard the shuffling of positions and smiled. He wondered just who the instigator of all this was. He was surprised when he went to move and found his way blocked by the first girl in the room. She'd stepped out in front of him and with his hand out in front to find any potential obstacle, he found that he had his finger tips pressed against a nice taut stomach. A small hand closed over his and lifted his hand. He thought that he was going to have it placed on a tit again, but this time, it went higher.

As his hand was lifted, the girl's other hand joined the first, spreading his fingers. He nearly groaned aloud when he felt a mouth close over his index finger. It simply engulfed it and then her tongue wound and swirled around it, leaving him in no doubt as to what other talented things that mouth could do to him. And then it stopped. He nearly stumbled as he started to move again. He considered moving closer to the girl again and grabbing her, dry humping her arse or something. But he didn't. Something still held him back from being the initiator; some small piece that said his defence was that the other party obviously wanted what transpired.

As he moved past the third girl in the line, he felt the familiar rubbing of an arse against his crotch and this time, the wiggling was certain. It wasn't even a wiggle. It was a grind. He paused, allowing the firm little butt to move in a circle, knowing that this girl would feel the full hardness of his cock against it. As it stopped, the girl obviously turned, a hand on his hip stopping him from moving away. He felt hands at his pants. She was pulling down his zipper!

"NO!" his mind screamed, but his body failed to react and suddenly her hand was inside his pants, fishing around, moving his cock, groping it until it found a way through the boxers and his naked cock was held within its firm grasp, being stroked and pleasured. Up and down it pulled several times and he knew that he had pre-cum oozing from the tip of his cock now. The hand withdrew and left him. He moved on, quietly putting his pants back in order, trying to calm his heartbeat down from the machine gun hammering that was currently going on in his chest.

When the class finished, he packed up the darkroom, surprised to find a roll of film left behind. He would ask if anyone was missing some work next class.

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"Girls did any of you leave a film in the darkroom last class?" Dave asked at the start of the next lesson, carefully trying to read the response on their faces rather than the shaking of the heads. Apparently no one had, so he put it in his pocket to develop later, to see if that might provide a clue.

When the class was over, he set about doing exactly that. He stood watching the paper in the developing fluid, waiting for its hidden secret to appear. It was one of his favourite moments, so much more romantic that pulling images up on a computer screen. He'd not really been able to tell what this was from the negative and so was eagerly anticipating what it could be.

The A4 sheet gradually revealed its image, but it took a moment to recognize what it was that he was seeing. A nipple! A very erect and excited nipple. He developed the remaining shots quickly. There were only five of them in total and his cock got harder with each one. He stood there admiring them as they hung to dry, five shots, clearly of the same nipple, all from the same perspective. He found his hand rubbing his erection as he studied it. There was no doubt that it was from one of the girls in his class, but which one, he had no idea.

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When he got home later that day, he found himself wondering again about Jo. She was with her mother this week. He couldn't help but be curious about how much she knew about what was going on in the dark room. Did she know that one of her friends had slipped her hand into his pants and tugged on his cock? Did she know that he had had his hand placed on someone's breast, or that his finger had been sucked in imitation of what he imagined to be a well practiced blow job?

And he increasingly found himself wondering ... what did his daughter's nipple look like? It started to become a point of fascination and obsession. With a week at home alone without Jo, he started to plot and scheme. Would he truly do it though? Would he find and implement a way to see his daughter naked?

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"You did not!" Jo exclaimed, stunned, "Tell me you did not put your hand in my dad's pants and grab his cock!"

"I did," Allison said, blushing, feeling a little guilty, but excited all the same.

"Oh my god, you're such a perve!" Lucy said, her elfin face in an expression of shock as the five girls sat around at lunch time.

"Was it big?" Sarah, the red head asked, laughing at the look of outrage that Jo threw her way.

"Oh yes, it felt huge," Allison replied. "I so want to have it in my pussy."

"Fuck, I can't believe you're discussing this in front of me!" Jo said.

"Well, just don't think of him as your father or something," Sylvia giggled.

"Oh yeah right, would you be saying that if I said I wanted your dad's cock in my mouth?" Jo countered.

"Yeah, but that's different, your Dad's hot, mine's not!" Sylvia said with a look of disgust upon her face. Jo had to admit that Sylvia's dad, built more like a sumo wrestler was probably a poor choice of comparison.

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The conversation haunted Jo that night. Her dad was hot. All her friends agreed and when she looked at him objectively, thought of him as just a teacher, then she had to admit that for one of the older guys, he was indeed hot. And she knew they were right about his cock. She hadn't seen it recently of course, but when she was younger and he'd been more inclined to dodge from the bathroom to his bedroom, it had always looked big. Besides, she'd felt it rub against her arse and that more than anything told her they were right.
"You really left a shot of your nipple on that film?" Sarah asked Allison. She and Sylvia were at Allison's after school.

"Uh huh and I want to leave more," Allison answered. "I want to leave a shot of my pussy."

"God, you're dirty!" Sylvia laughed.

"I know, but I can't tell you how much doing all this turns me on," Allison said, "I go home from school after those classes and finger myself like crazy!"

"Do you want help taking the photos?" Sarah asked.

"Yes!" Allison grinned.

"Well I'll help, but I want mine on there too. What about you Sylvia?" Sarah said.

"Um ok, why not, "she laughed. "Of course, at some point, he's going to work out who's doing this to him you realise."

"Well I think if he really wanted to, he would have stopped this by now anyway," Allison said. "I'm going to find out though, I'm going to suck him next time we're in the darkroom."

"No way!" Sylvia said.

"Yes I am," Allison said, her hand pressing into her lap against the need that was burning between her legs.

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Dave had spent a long time examining the photos of the nipple and he thought he had managed to narrow it down to one of two of the five girls. He had ruled out Sylvia because her Asian skin tone didn't seem to match that of the little bit of skin he could see around the areola. He knew that it wasn't a perfect way to get this right, but it was the best he could come up with. Similarly, he figured Lucy's darker skin complexion to be wrong for the photo. He ruled out Jo. She was, after all his daughter.

Which left Sarah and Allison. The redhead and the dirty blonde, he thought to himself, laughing as he considered what connotations dirty blonde could have if he wasn't thinking in terms of hair colour.

He had decided to try and give them another chance, to see if this game would be continued. He sent them all out for the lesson with cameras.

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"Ok, come with me," Allison said to Sarah, leading her off in the direction of the toilets. Sylvia followed them, knowing what they were up to and wanting to be part of the fun. It was a bit crowded with three of them in a tight space, but they managed. Allison pulled off her panties and hiked up her skirt to expose her pussy, and Sarah got in nice and close with the camera. Allison had light brown pubes, cropped and neat, covering her mound and pussy lips. Sarah fired off a couple of shots. When she stepped aside, Sylvia looked more closely at her friend's pussy.

"Are you wet?" she asked with a giggle when she thought she spied a sheen of moisture between her friend's pussy lips.

"Fuck yes, this turns me on heaps!" Allison said and as her friends watched, she ran a finger between her lips and then dragged it up over her clit shuddering.

"My turn," Sarah hissed, urging Allison to swap places with her. Sylvia just shuffled around to accommodate them. Like Allison had, Sarah stripped off her panties and lifted her skirt.

"You're bald!" Sylvia said with surprise," as Sarah's hairless pussy was revealed.

"Yeah," Sarah said, blushing deeply. "My pubes are red, so it would be a bit of a give away if they were in the photo."

"Oh, I hadn't even thought of that," Allison said, "lucky mine are just boring brown."

"Here, let me take them," Sylvia said, wanting to get a close up view of her friend's pussy, still surprised by how much she was suddenly enjoying seeing her friends like this. She got in nice and close, noting how swollen Sarah's lips seemed to be and snapped a short series of pictures.

"Is she wet?" Allison asked Sylvia.

"Well not obviously so," Sylvia replied and then, before Sarah could react, ran her finger over Sarah's pussy, slipping it between the lips quickly, finding that she was indeed wet. "But now that I've checked, she sure is!"

"Silv!" Sarah hissed, shocked that her friend had just touched her pussy. Sylvia just grinned at her.

"You're turn Silv," Sarah said, taking the camera from her. Sylvia stripped of her own panties and took up position, exposing a small black landing strip of pussy hair above her hairless lips.

Sarah moved in nice and close and took the photos before returning Sylvia's favour and running her finger through her friend's pussy lips. Sylvia just grinned at her and Sarah moved it even more slowly.

"You two are as bad as each other! Lets get some other photos we can use for class," Allison said a moment later as Sylvia pulled her panties back on. As they left the toilets, Sylvia turned to grin at Sarah, who lifted her finger to her lips and sucked on it. Sylvia just grinned at her.

Returning to class, Allison printed something off the computer. Before going home, she snuck into the darkroom and left the film with Mr Johns' stuff. "For you Mr Johns," The little note wrapped around it said.

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Dave found the film whilst setting up for the next lesson and stuck it in his pocket, his cock growing at the thought of what it could contain. The all went into the darkroom together.

After the shuffle, Dave began the move, hard with anticipation. He was almost to the end of the room before he was stopped by a hand on his chest. He stood silently, wondering what course this would take today. His zipper was undone.

His cock was extracted from his pants.

And then there was the glorious sensation of a mouth covering the end of his penis, suckling at it very gently before the mouth slid down its length, the tongue caressing its underside gently. He let out a little involuntary moan and hoped it was concealed by the other noises in the room as the girls moved about. Whichever of the girls it was sucked up and down his length perhaps five times before stopping and leaving him standing erect and exposed in the dark. He quickly turned to go back to ward the light swtch, intending to put his cock away as he went, but as he turned, he sensed someone else in front of him and he paused.

A hand closed over his still exposed cock, stroking it gently, exploring. Another hand took his and placed it on what he was surprised to discover was bare flesh. Whoever held his cock had unbuttoned her dress enough that her cleavage was exposed. He felt the smooth warmth of her skin, the edge of her bra, the curve of her breasts on either side of his palm. His cock was released briefly and his hand was moved to a breast as the hand that had held his cock lifted the cup away, allowing his hand to feel her naked breast.

Then his cock was taken again and they exchanged squeezes and manipulations before she took her hand away and gently removed his.

When he was almost to the light switch, he walked into a reaching arm. The hand on the end of quickly grabbed at his crotch and seized his full penis. It was very brief, but forceful. A quick shuffling of positions took place as it always did when he neared the switch. He announced the lights were coming on and everyone settled before he flicked the switch.

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When the girls had left the class and the day was over, he returned to the dark room and processed the film. If his anticipation had been heightened the first time he'd found a film, it was insane this time around. This time the film had been left for him. This time he had something of an expectation as to what he'd find.

He wasn't disappointed. He was stunned. 15 photos, 3 pussies. Heaven. He studied them and from the skin colouration and the dark pubic hair of the landing strip, quickly guessed that one of them was Sylvia's.

The other two he studied more closely. One was hairless. And the skin colour was quite light compared even to the remaining photo, which had cropped hair around it and over its lips. With this additional information, he thought he had it. He suspected that the shaved one was Sarah which would mean that the other was likely to be Allison as he would expect Lucy to have darker pubes than the light brown that was evident in the five photos of this girl's pussy.

He stood in the darkroom with his cock in his hand and masturbated until he came, blowing his load into some paper towel, aware that he was on very dangerous ground, and excited by it.

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Jo sat in her room at her father's small house. She'd grabbed her Dad's cock! She couldn't believe that she'd done it. All that talk by the others, she'd been curious and finally it had got the better of her, after all, when else could she ever do anything like that without him knowing? And so she'd felt it very briefly. And they were right, it did feel huge.

She lay back on her bed, remembering the feel of it through his pants, large and firm. She slipped her hand into her panties and fingered herself.

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Dave pulled the memory card from the video camera. His hands were shaking as he put it in the computer and loaded the software to view it. It seemed to take an extraordinarily long time. Finally he started it. As expected, there was minutes and minutes of nothing. He'd planned this in the time that Jo was away with her mother and whilst she had her evening shower, he hid the camera in her room and turned it on. He was thankful at least that he had picked up most of her room within what the camera could capture.

His breath caught in his throat as the door opened on the computer screen. In walked Jo, a towel wrapped about her body, her wet dark hair hanging down past the nape of her neck. Dave grabbed his cock with his hand, stroking it as he watched, as Jo, with her back to the camera, dropped the towel to the floor, looking around the room. He stroked faster as he spied her tight little bum, willing her to turn around, knowing that she's facing away from the dresser in which she keeps her underwear, knowing that she's going to put some on.

Jo turns and he holds his breath, the view isn't the greatest but none the less, he sees his daughter's breasts. They are ripe, petite and firm, with puffy nipples standing proudly at their peaks. He glances down, her pussy has hair, not a lot, but a cropped dark strip, not like either of those in the pictures.

Jo then stepped in under the view of the camera and Dave could only see her head as she pulled on underwear. He replays the scene and watches it over and over again until he can stand it no more and cum explodes from his cock.

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Wait till Jo finds out you've sucked her Dad off!" Lucy said, a crazy grin on her face following the revelation that Allison had had Dave's cock in her mouth.

"No, don't tell her, I mean, god I don't think she should know about this much," Allison said, suddenly wondering what she would say if she had to confront Jo.

"Ok, but I think I really do need to catch up to you, its not fair you getting so far ahead like this," Lucy said, surprising even her own willingness to go along with what they were doing with their teacher.

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Once again Dave found himself hardening as the lights when off. He gave the girls time to move around, no longer annoyed by it, but rather excited by what it would mean for him. He'd even removed his boxers during his lunch hour in anticipation of what was to come. He had decided that today would be the day that he was less of the innocent in this affair.

He paused when he felt the hand on his chest. He sensed the movement as one of the girls dropped to her knees. In his mind he pictured her hand reaching in and finding no underwear in the way, her face smiling up at him. Then he felt her mouth descend down over his cock, sucking him, gently sliding up and down his cock. Then there was a second pair of hands, sliding over his chest, undoing the buttons of his shirt to slip inside and run through the light dusting of hair on his chest. He reached out and found a breast, squeezing it, then moving to return the unbuttoning favour, slipping inside the dress and under the cup of the bra, fondling.

The sucking on his cock stopped and the girl stood up as the one he'd been feeling slipped from his grasp, dropping to her knees, taking up where her friend had left off, her mouth enveloping his rock hard cock. Before he was ready, they stopped and he was forced to move away. He felt a butt brush against him.

This time, he did what he'd been wanting to do for a long time. He stopped. His hands reached out and one rested on each of the girl's hips as he held himself there, grinding his cock purposefully against the tight butt in front of him. His hands seized the material of the dress, pulling it up. The girl before him held perfectly still as it rose. Then he had his hands under her dress, on her panties, his cock pushed against her, grinding. He thought about pulling them down, but didn't, something telling him that it wasn't the right time.

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Jo lay in bed again, reflecting on the day's events. She knew what her friends were doing. She realized that she couldn't stop them without causing more drama than she could possibly imagine. But she also knew that she held a secret from them. They certainly didn't know that she was starting to join in, to enjoy being so close to her father, the way that he'd held her hips, grinding against her arse.

She slipped her hand inside her panties, feeling how wet her lips were, remembering when he'd lifted her skirt, the feeling of his hands on the sides of her panties as he'd ground that big hard cock against her. She remembered how she wished at the time that he'd had it out, that it had been rubbing between her legs, spearing at her panties.

She came hard.

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"I want to surprise Mr. Johns with something", Sarah said to Sylvia.

"Oh?" Sylvia questioned her; surprised that she was the one to be saying it. Sarah was quiet, not usually the instigator. That was Allison's role.

"Yeah, I think you're the one to do this with. I want to get a photo of my lips on a nipple. Or someone else's on mine."

Sylvia looked at her friend in shock. "You realise he'll know who it is if we do that," she said.

"Yeah, I want him to," Sarah said. "And, um, I want to feel your lips on my nipple."

"Why me?" Sylvia asked; her breath catching slightly as she thought about what she was being asked to do.

"Because I saw the way that you looked at our pussies and I liked the way your finger felt," Sarah said. "But don't get me wrong, I want Mr. Johns' cock too."

Surprising her friend, Sylvia simply said, "ok."

The next time that they were sent out with cameras, the two of them split off from the other girls and found a nice quiet space where they wouldn't be disturbed. It was a room off their senior common room that was set aside for when girls might be having 'womanly issues' as the headmistress had explained to them. They'd locked the door behind them.

Sarah put the camera on the bed and then undid her school dress, allowing it to fall to the floor, standing before Sylvia in just her bra and panties, simple white cotton affairs. Sylvia was staring at her as she undressed and Sarah liked the effect it was having on her body. She reached behind and released her bra, dropping it too, revealing her breasts.

She sat down and told Sylvia she should do the same. Sylvia obliged, standing up and undressing until she stood in just a pair of pale blue panties, her nipples hard and erect in the cool air of the room.

"Touch me," Sarah said and Sylvia tentatively reached out to caress her friend's breast. Sarah reached out at the same time; fondling Sylvia's similarly sized breasts. They grinned at each other and then as if driven by an unspoken command, leaned in to kiss each other, their lips brushing together, barely touching before returning more forcefully, parting as their tongues swept between them to meet.

It was as if they'd both found something that they didn't even know that they had missed and their kiss was hungry and passionate.

It was quite some minutes later that the kiss broke apart and they stared at each other, partly embarrassed, but mainly aroused, flushed with the excitement of their first lesbian kiss.

"The camera?" Sylvia prompted, blushing. Sarah returned the blush, picking it up.

"You suck me first?" she said quietly, thrusting her breast out. Sylvia caressed it, taking her time to study Sarah's pale pink nipple, small and tight as it awaited the attention it was to receive. Then she leaned her face down and sucked it between her lips, hearing the click and whirr of the SLR as Sarah captured the moment.

"My turn," Sylvia said when Sarah stopped taking photos. She picked up the camera and it was Sarah's turn. She took Sylvia's darker nipple in her mouth, feeling how tight it was with her tongue, flicking it back and forth, feeling it restore its position like one of those punching dolls that always returns upright. She pulled it with her teeth and lips gently, hearing Sylvia moan her response, a counterpoint to the occasional snap of the camera.

A bell rang.

"Oh shit!" both girls said in unison. That was the end of the school day. They scrambled back into their uniforms and rushed back to the class, finding Mr. Johns and the other three girls all waiting for them.

"Sorry, we lost track of time!" Sylvia said. Sarah blushed under the scrutiny of her teacher and their friends. She handed back the camera, having stripped the film from it earlier.

Their friends quizzed them about where they were and why Sarah kept blushing so much, but by mutual agreement, they revealed nothing. They debated whether they should still leave the film around to be found. They wanted to do something that the others hadn't done, but they also wanted to explore what they'd discovered a little more. They decided to keep the film to them selves at this stage.

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The lights went out and Dave moved. He wanted it. He needed to feel it. It was like a d**g, young 18 year old girls sucking his cock, fondling him, exposing themselves to him... and he couldn't see who it was. But he knew it was more than one of them. It was enough to make a man do anything.

He was stopped and in the dark he grinned. His cock was extracted, tugged and then blissfully, sucked. He was released, and another girl was there, fondling, sucking, lifting his cock to lick at his balls. He heard a slurp as she took him back in her mouth and was sure that the whole school must have heard it at the same time. But the world kept turning. And yet another girl took up the position. He doubted that anyone but Jo was doing any photography at this point and then a fourth mouth closed over his cock. He briefly wondered what he'd do if a fifth mouth took him. The thought nearly made him lose control!

When she had finished, he moved back toward the light again, but stopped, feeling out with his hand until he had contact with a hip. He steered himself in. He hadn't bothered to put his cock away. He lifted the girls dress. He ran his hands over her panties, feeling two firm butt cheeks. His fingers slipped between her legs and he rubbed them against her pussy, feeling that they were soaked. He pushed the dress up past her waist band, feeling the skin of her back above it. Then he thrust his cock between her legs, rubbing her panties against her pussy with it, just like he had with his fingers. He felt a hand, reaching between her legs, stroking him as he was rubbed against her panties. He wanted to cum. He was desperate to.

But he didn't. He moved away, letting the girls know the lights were coming on, flicking the switch, wondering who he had just all but fucked. From the flush on her face as the lights came on, he guessed it was Lucy.

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Allison swiped the pen of Mr. Johns' desk. It was the one that he used all the time; for everything. She knew that she wouldn't have long, the lunch break was just starting and she knew that whenever they came in after lunch, he'd be working on a puzzle with that pen. So she quickly retreated to the darkroom that adjoined the physics lab and grabbed one of the cameras and some film.
Sitting on a stool, she pulled her skirt up, moved her pink panties to one side and slid her teacher's pen into her pussy. The long metal missile-like shape slid easily between her lips and she sighed at the cool penetration into her warmth. She slid it back and forth, enjoying herself, then remembering where she was and what she was doing grabbed the camera and took a series of photos with the pen buried inside her to varying degrees.

She pulled it from herself, ready to put it back. She could see her juices glistening on its polished silver surface. She quickly wiped it on the crotch of her panties and taking the film from the camera, ran out to leave it back where she'd found it, the roll of film alongside.

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Dave again found himself alone in the darkroom with an anonymous roll of film, wondering just what he might find when it revealed its secrets.

He recognized the pen immediately. It was in his pocket. He took it out as he studied the photos, inspecting it, smelling it, licking it, trying to find some residue of the youthful pussy that had engulfed it.

He knew that very soon he wasn't going to be able to control himself, that he would find a way to fill one of these young pussies with his cum.

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Jo waited until the lights went out, then she swapped places, moving a couple of times, tapping one of the others on the shoulder so that they would switch with her. She was pretty sure that no one would know which position she was in now. Usually they all swapped twice, but today, she'd moved four times.

She waited facing away from the bench until she sensed her father moving in front of her, then she reached out with her hand to stop him. He paused and turned toward her. She reached out at waist level and moved her hand down until she felt his cock sticking out of her pants. Someone had already stopped him then. She tugged it, wanking it, feeling the skin move over the steel-like shaft. She felt his hands, moving to her chest, unbuttoning her dress, slipping inside, first playing with one breast, then the other, her nipples hard and stabbing at the hand that caressed them. She pushed herself against the hands, enjoying the caress, at first gentle, but then more urgent. She started to drop to her knees, the hands fleeing her dress as she did so. Squatting on the floor, she had her father's cock in her hand, centimetres from her face. She blew on it with a long slow breath.

Then she poked out her tongue, and ran it over the tip, right up the little slit in the end. She was almost shaking. It was her father's cock. Swallowing her nerves, she lowered her mouth over it, feeling its smooth skin slide across her tongue until it bumped at the back of her mouth. She still had her entire hand wrapped around the base and there was cock to spare. It was indeed big. She moved her mouth up and down a few times, before releasing him, leaving him to move on. But he didn't move on. As she stood, she felt his hands take her hips and turn her around. She let him do it, if she didn't, he might realise what had happened. She wasn't taking that chance.

She was leaning over the bench and she felt her skirt lifted, just like the first time. But this time, his cock was out. She felt it pushing against her panties, probing, rubbing, insistent and urgent. It slipped between her thighs and she clamped them on it, feeling her father humping between her legs, his hands tight on her hips, pulling her back toward him as he thrust. Her pussy was soaked.

And then his cock was gone. His fingers briefly rubbed her panties. She wanted to moan. One finger quickly slipped inside, the crotch having been roughly shoved out of the way and she felt the finger slide along the length of her slit. She expected to feel it penetrate her, but it didn't. She was left alone as he moved on. Sighing, she thrust her hand down the front of her pants, ignoring the film on the bench that she was supposed to be working on as she fingered her pussy for herself.

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"He had his cock out and he was rubbing it against my pussy, along my panties," Lucy was saying.

"He did that to me too," Sarah said, smiling, but glancing nervously at Jo, waiting for her to explode.

"That's not fair, he hasn't done it to me," Allison complained. "What about you Sylvia?"

"No, me either, but I want it. I get so wet in there, waiting for my turn, wondering when it will come, thinking about which one of you might have just sucked his cock last."

"God, how kinky are we?" Allison said, laughing. Jo simply sat and listened, not looking to discourage them now, but keeping her secret. Not telling them that she too had sucked that massive cock, that she'd felt it rubbing against her pussy, that she wished that it had been thrust inside. That if it came to it, she would let her own father shove his big cock in her pussy and fuck her.

"Coming over after school?" Sylvia asked Sarah quietly as the bell rang and they all moved off to class.

"Yes, I think I'd like that," she replied smiling.

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Sylvia closed her bedroom door behind her friend and invited her to sit on the bed with her. Sarah grinned and took the offered spot, immediately turning to her friend and kissing her, their lips meeting and their tongues winding around each other between their mouths.

They kissed for ages, laying on the bed, rolling and holding each other, alternating who was on top, needing nothing more than the feel of each other's tongues and lips, fingers pushing hair aside, stroking each other's cheeks.

But it wasn't going to be enough to satisfy them. Hands started exploring, touching each other, running over well-toned thighs, caressing arms, squeezing breasts and buttocks.

"Will you get naked with me?" Sarah asked.

"uh huh," Sylvia responded, smiling. They stood up and shed their dresses, quickly peeling off their underwear as well, before falling back together on the bed. Sarah immediately sucked on Sylvia's tight nipple, her teeth grazing it, her tongue swirling around it, Sylvia's hands in her red hair, stroking it, encouraging her as she moved to the other nipple. Sarah's thigh was between her legs and Sylvia ground against it, wet, leaving her mark on her friend.

Sarah felt the pressure and spread her own legs as she knelt over her friend, lowering her own pussy to her thigh, humping it, grinding and sliding.

"Touch me Sarah, touch me 'there'," Sylvia said a little breathlessly. Sarah sat up between Sylvia's legs, staring down at her cute pussy. She ran her fingers down either side of her landing strip of pubes and then down her hairless labia major, swollen and pink in her excitement. Sylvia sighed at the gentle caress and then gasped as she felt a finger thrust inside her. She arched her back, grinning as it was quickly joined by a second and Sarah thrust them in and out of her pussy.

Sarah used the thumb of her other hand to start rubbing her friend's clit as she kept working the fingers of the first hand in her pussy. Sylvia was breathing with little gasps now, short, high pitched gasps that indicated the extent of her pleasure.

"oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck ... ooooooooohhhhhhhhhh," she said, gasping as she said it, her back arched, thrusting her butt off the bed and her pussy into the air as her friend made her cum. She collapsed back on the bed and Sarah placed little kisses all the way back up her body until she found her lips again and they tangled in another kiss. "That was amazing Sah's," Sylvia whispered.

"You look so hot cumming," Sarah told her with a grin.

"I want to see your cum face," Sylvia grinned, sitting up with a sudden urgency and pushing Sarah back down on the bed. She quickly sucked her small, pale, pink and erect nipples, first one, then the other and then back to the first, unable to leave them alone.

Then she copied what Sarah had done, sitting between her friend's legs, touching her bald lips, caressing them as she eyed the droplet of moisture nestled at the base of her slit. She slid her finger up through it, watching Sarah's smooth inner lips spread either side of her finger as she did so. She slid a finger into her friend, feeling its welcoming warmth before joining it with a second. She experimented for a while, then started rubbing Sarah's clit, which was hard and ready, peeking out from beneath its hood, asking for attention.

Sarah groaned and her fingers went to her nipples, playing with them; pulling and tugging as Sylvia worked over her pussy. She was very aroused and it wasn't long until she was gasping and moaning, urging her friend not to stop as she endured the almost painful moments leading to climax; that precipice before the explosion where the pleasure is almost too intense.

And then she did explode, cumming hard and crying out as her orgasm bloomed within her.

"Wow," Sylvia said.

"Wow is right," Sarah agreed, gasping and panting for breath.

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Dave went outside to where Jo was sunning herself on the back deck, wearing her bikini. He paused and studied her, a drink in each hand, one for him, one for her. Her bikini was red, brief and tight. He could almost make out the outline of her nipple beneath the shiny fabric and thought that if he got close enough to her crotch and could rub it, he'd see the outline of her pussy lips against the bottoms too. He thought back to the video, superimposing his memory over the sight before him. His cock stiffened.

"I hope you're wearing sunscreen," he said, moving toward her and proffering the drink he'd brought.

Jo opened her eyes, squinting in the sun, staring up at her father, noticing that his shorts were a bit tented, his cock pushing out against them.

"Of course," Jo replied, sitting up to take the drink from him. "Though I could probably use some more, will you do my back for me?"

"Of course I will sweet heart," Dave replied. Jo put her drink down and rolled over on her stomach. Then she reached behind and undid the clasp of her bikini and pulled the shoulder straps off. Dave was stunned. He could see the smooth, flawless curve of her breast crushed against the recliner and he wanted more than anything to simply roll his daughter over and see her tits.

Instead, he settled for squirting lotion on her back and rubbing it in. He took his time, massaging her as much as coating her with the lotion.

"Mmm, you have wonderful hands Dad," Jo said, feeling his fingers kneading the muscles of her back. She felt his fingers slide ever so slightly under the waist band of her bikini and squeezed her legs together, feeling the compression of her pussy, her father's touch starting to make her wet. His hands slid tantalisingly slowly up her back, his fingers trailing over her sides until she felt his fingers against the side of her breasts. The first time she ignored it. The second time, she reacted.

"Dad!" she said, holding her bikini to her and rolling over.

"What's wrong Jo?" Dave asked, trying to look at her in the face, but all too aware of the struggle she was having holding the bikini top over her tits.

"You touched my boob!"

"Did I? Sorry Jo, really, I didn't even realise that I had," Dave lied. Jo glanced at her father's crotch where his cock was clearly erect in his swim shorts.

"Oh my god, is that a boner Dad?" she said, outraged, pointing at his cock and leaping up from the chair. "That's gross Dad," she added and stormed off to her room. Dave tried to stammer an apology as he watched her retreat, unavoidable noticing the way her tight butt moved as she stormed off, or the fact that once she was sure she was inside, she made no attempt to cover her breasts, leaving him with an indelible image of her back, smooth, straight and proud.

Dave sat down on the chair. He didn't know what to do. He would have to apologise, he knew that much. And he'd have to watch his judgment. Clearly he'd been reading too many erotic stories where this sort of thing played out very differently. The darkroom encounters had him so horny he was starting to believe that anything was possible. Clearly he was mistaken.

He dragged himself off of the outdoor recliner and went to Jo's room, knocking quietly on the door. "Can I talk to you please Jo?"

"Yeah, come in," came the cautious reply. Relief flooding through his mind that he would get to speak to her so soon as he'd worried on his way upstairs that she might take days to get over this. He opened the door and found her lying face down on her bed, a t-shirt pulled on over her bikini top, her tight little but still clad in the bikini, dangerously good to look at.

"Baby, I'm so sorry about what happened. I didn't mean anything, I swear, its just touching you, rubbing your skin like that, well let's just say that since I've been divorced, I don't think I've touched anyone like that and my body just reacted. Sometimes as a man, you can't control what that part of you does. You can control your hands and your thoughts, but sometimes ... well it has a life of its own."

"So you really didn't mean to touch my boobs?" Jo asked, holding his gaze.

"No sweety, I didn't," he lied. "Can you forgive me?"

"Okay Dad, I forgive you, it just shocked me is all. The last thing I expected was to see you with a boner from rubbing sunscreen on me." She stood up to give him a conciliatory hug, pulling herself close, knowing that she was squashing her breasts against him, knowing that he was probably going to crack a boner again.

Dave ended the hug much sooner than he would have liked, before his mind processed the way in which his daughter's pert breasts were pressed against him, before his cock decided to betray his lie.

"In that case, I'm going to get some more sun," she said with a smile," Since I've got the sunscreen on and all. Dave resisted the urge to find a position to perve from, instead retreating to his office, looking to relieve some of the tension that had built up.

Jo lay with the sun on her back, reflecting on what she'd just done. Days ago, she'd sucked her Dad's cock and yet today, with an apparently innocent, barest touch to the side of her breasts, she'd berated him. God, with what was being done to him in the darkroom, she wasn't surprised to see him trying to bust out of his shorts. But as much as she had enjoyed seeing his erection and knowing that she could do that to him, it was different in the daylight.

In the dark room, in the heat of the moment, she'd been fine, but to think of that cock coming out right here and her sucking on it, she was conflicted, she didn't think she wanted that, she didn't want to acknowledge that she might enjoy it; that she might want more, that she was that depraved.

That didn't stop her hand moving down between her legs to caress her pussy through her bikini as she remembered the feel of it in her mouth though. God she'd never even done more that kiss a guy and let him play with her tits until then.

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The encounter with Jo at home led to a bit of circumspection for Dave. He'd tossed and turned that night, wondering what he was doing with himself, alternating between hating himself for what he wanted, telling himself that he just couldn't let it happen and wondering if any of the girls that he'd touched in the darkroom had been Jo. What if she'd been one of the girls he'd grabbed and rubbed his cock against. Given her reaction, he could only imagine that she would have done something to stop him and convinced himself that at least he hadn't done that.

All this was in his mind as he turned off the lights in the darkroom. He tried not to move around too much; he tried to be good, to not encourage what would happen if he had to get in close to these young vixens.

But eventually, someone wanted some help. Sarah asked for it and it sounded like it was coming from the far end of the room. He had no choice but to make his way there, steeling himself to turn away anything that might have slowed or prevented his passage or tempted his soul.

All of that resolve melted in an instant though when a hand groped him in the dark, finding his cock, seizing it, extracting it so that a mouth could engulf it. He had no power against his desire. The amazing feeling of a gifted young mouth on his cock was simply too good to refuse. And today it was lingering, this was no quick suck and dismissal, this was an extended pleasuring of his shaft and head. The girl's hand cupped his balls, pulling and teasing at his scrotum as his cock was devoured. He was just starting to wonder if she intended for him to cum when it stopped and he was left standing, his hands reaching to find a landmark. They found an arse. He felt it, hands caressing it, feeling the panty outline beneath the school uniform, feeling the butt pushed back against his hands.

He slid them under the skirt to caress the pussy through the panties, his need having driven all thought of propriety fleeing like a scared a****l before a wild fire. The panties were wet, very wet and he thought he could almost smell the aroma of the girl's sex. He knelt down, his hands running up and down the girl's thighs, inside and outside, his fingers teasing at her pussy. He reached up to her waist, pulling on the panties, feeling her wiggle slightly; stunned that he was being accommodated. They slid down the thin, silken legs and he abandoned them at the girls knees, stretched between her legs as she stood with her feet slightly apart. His right hand glided back up her left inner thigh until he felt his fingers touch her pussy. He stroked them, feeling hairless lips, but knowing that he'd not gotten as far as Sarah, whom he'd suspected of being bald from the photos. He caressed the girl's mound and discovered it too devoid of hair.

Lucy or Sylvia, he wondered? He slipped a finger inside, feeling the girl push down as his fingers entered her. He slid it around, now clearly able to smell the girl's musky scent. It was the smell that snapped his reverie. He withdrew his finger and sucked it quickly, standing up, leaving the girl to fix her own panties.

He moved as quickly as possible to Sarah's station to help her with her problem.

"Geez, Mr Johns did you get lost?" She asked, teasing him. It was rare for someone to speak in the dark room these days as they all tried to keep him from knowing who was who and the sound clattered around, startling everyone. Sarah explained her problem and Dave assisted before returning to turn on the lights.

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"I thought he might have been going to fuck me," Lucy said as she recounted the way that their teacher had pulled down her panties and fingered her.

"Man, I seem to be in the wrong place at the wrong time," Allison sighed. "I never seem to get him coming to me like that, just me sucking him."

"Ok, well so far, everyone he's done something like that to hasn't sucked him, so maybe you should stand next to me when I suck him next class," Lucy said.

"Hmm, it's worth a shot I suppose."

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Jo took off her school dress and pulled on a t-shirt over her bra, sitting down to do her homework at the computer in her panties. She had a long essay to work on and she was still going when her Dad came home from a late staff meeting. He knocked on the door and stuck his head in.

"How about some fish and chips in front of the telly, I'm feeling lazy," he said.

"Sounds great Dad," Jo answered, swiveling in her chair to greet him.

Dave couldn't help but glance down. The t-shirt that she was wearing was quite fitted, outlining his daughter's breasts nicely, but also, not covering the fact that she was sitting there in her panties. With her knees slightly parted, he could see more than enough to excite him. He swallowed hard and said, "Right I'll be back in about 20 minutes then."

"Thanks Dad," Jo called, turning back to the computer. Her father left and she thought about the way his eyes had travelled over her body. She had to admit to herself that she actually enjoyed it. That led her to thinking about how much she had enjoyed her secret sucking of him in the darkroom and she pressed her hand between her legs, pressuring her panties against her pussy. She sighed, knowing that the next time that she was in the darkroom, she was unlikely to hold back like she had the last couple of days. As long as she could keep it anonymous, she would see what transpired.
"Jo, dinner!" her father called out when he arrived back at the house. Jo jumped up from her seat and went out to meet him, not bothering to add to what she was wearing at all.

"God I love the smell of all that fat," Jo laughed as she joined her father in the living room.

"Hey you can afford it, I'm the one it's going to stack up on," Dave laughed, "Want a plate?" he asked.

"Naah, I'll just sit with the paper on the floor," she said, sitting down and crossing her legs all in one motion. Dave sat behind her on the couch, having heaped his share of the food onto a plate so that he could be more comfortable. It also gave him a view of Jo's back. He could see the t-shirt stopped above the line of her panties, a very low rise red bikini with white horizontal stripes and white trim around the seams. As she sat, he could see the top of her butt crack as the material was stretched to try and cover her seated position. He tried very hard to concentrate on the TV and dinner, but her butt crack drew most of his attention, causing his cock to harden and his hand to entertain it at varying intervals.

Jo finished her dinner and kneeled up on her hands and knees to screw up the paper the fish and chips had come in. Dave's eyes nearly fell out of his head as he was presented with his daughter's panty clad butt, the curve of her pussy clearly visible between her legs as she leaned forward. His cock shot to attention and it was only with a great effort of will that he managed to tear his gaze away before she stood up and turned to face him.

Matters weren't made any easier for him when she stretched her arms skyward and presented him with a frontal view, her breasts stretched out against her top and her mons clearly visible beneath the panties.

"I have a bit more work to do, I'll be back down later Dad," Jo said, taking his empty plate from him.

"Ok, I might be here or I might be working in my office," he replied, his hand having to adjust his cock.

Jo smiled to herself as she left. It was cruel, but it was also fun, teasing her Dad and making his cock stiff.

Jo did indeed return downstairs an hour or so later and curled up on the couch to watch telly, her father nowhere in sight.

Dave turned the computer off at 11pm, having had enough of the porn that he'd been looking at on the internet, wishing he had some way to get off other than with his hand. Hearing the TV, he came out to the living room to find that Jo and fallen asleep on the couch. He couldn't help but stand and look at her in awe. His cock was still hard, having masturbated, but not cum, and the image before him did nothing to reduce its swelling.

Jo had fallen asleep on the couch wearing nothing more than the panties and t-shirt that had drive