Episode 29: Ellie's Diary free porn video

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Hi, my name is Robert; my bratty little sister is called Ellie and she's still a virgin. I was checking through her underwear drawer the other day and found this diary hidden behind all her knickers. I pulled on the pink ones covered in cuddly bears over my cock and stole her diary back to my bedroom.

Author's note: It's often quite difficult to separate fact from fantasy in ch1ldrens diaries: little Ellie rarely stops thinking about sex – who will take her virginity? When will her breasts grow? Whether she will ever like boys? So when she writes about stumbling across an old-fashioned toy shop, with glass display cases full of highly erotic dolls we might assume that some is fantasy.
What she wrote is roughly: Mum and I went shopping – had great sex with Kit. What actually happened is here:
Saturday
Blonde Mum and Ellie go shopping in Soho, and find a toy shop run by a young boy that mum fancies. We head for the dolls section, carefully lifting each skirt to inspect their pubic area: “Mum, these are useless - none of them have a gyna. I’ve got a gyna; you’ve got a gyna and all the girls in my class have one inside their panties. Why don’t these dolls?”
The sales assistant was suddenly standing next to Mum, she was bending down to a low shelf so only I could see where he was looking: “Stop staring at my Mum’s breasts, you horrible boy” I thought that was pretty good for a 6 year old.

Mum spun around on her knees so that her face brushed across the front of his trousers; she positively nuzzled his growing erection: "Mother, that's disgusting, he's not much older than Robert, how could you?"

"Go over to the door; be a darling and make sure no-one comes in" she replied opening the front of her dress with one hand and then pulling down the boy's trousers, exposing a pair of shiny black boxers.
Ellie tried not to look at her half-naked mother deep-throating the sales assistant; she held his buttocks as a monstrous erection filled her mouth. After a few minutes of rocking back and forwards he made a strange grunting noise and held my Mum’s head; I guess he must have climaxed.
Cleaned up, zipped up and back behind the counter just as regular customer arrived "The usual Sir?" tucking his shirt back into hastily zipped up jeans.
Ellie wiped a dribble of sperm from her Mum's cheek: "Mum, you slut, you've missed a bit".
After the customer leaves, they casually move over to the counter: "Can we have a look at one of your 'special' dolls? Are they just for adult collectors?"

Ellie struggled to read the small print on the plain pink box: "Ana…, Anat… What does it say Mummy?"
"Just split the word up like I taught you"
"Oh I see 'Ana' – that's my friends name. 'Tomi' – don't know anyone called Tommy. 'Cally' – I think one girl has a big sister called Callie."
"Now join them all together, and you get.."
"’Anatomically’ and then ‘Correct’. Oh Mummy does that mean she's got proper breasts and everything? Can I look? Oh please"

Ellie takes the beautiful blonde doll from the sales-boy, and straightaway lifts up the short skirt to inspect her pubic area.
"Oh mummy, she's gorgeous. Look she's got a real pussy – its all soft and pink – and a bottom to die for. Can we have her? Can I make love to her? Please?"
The sales-boy drags his eyes from Mum's cleavage to show Ellie the tiny clothes bag he shook out of the box.

"Is that a penis printed on the box?" demands Ellie "If that's supposed to be the right scale for the doll, it would come right up to her belly button. Can she really take that much prick?".
The clothes bag disgorged a bright red bikini, a black thong, some skirts and small blue plastic vibrator: "Mummy, that's just like yours. Do you think I can masturbate her with it?"
Mum pulls a perfectly detailed pink penis out of the box, licks the base sucker behind the balls and sticks it down to the mirrored counter top. Ellie has to climb up on a chair to see properly, and then flexes the dolls legs so she is squatting directly above the dildo: "Oh, wait a minute – is she a virgin? Will it hurt?"

The sales-boy removes one hand from Mum's breast to push the doll down onto the plastic prick: "listen carefully – you can just hear her plastic hymen tearing the first time. Some of our 'collectors' like to keep them as virgins for years, but I think the girls look more grown-up once you can fuck them properly". Ellie took over his grip on the doll, bouncing the little fucker up and down on the dildo, making all the right moaning noises, just like she hears coming from her parent's bedroom.

Suddenly Ellie stops: "Mum, you've gone all red – did that sound like a climax?" She can just see inside Mum's dress the sales-boy's fingers stretching out a nipple, making it go all hard and dark pink. "Come here, lover" she said lifting the hem of her dress above waist height, walking around behind the counter "Get down and get your tongue in there, I need to cum on your pretty face".
The sales-boy shuddered as his mouth clamped onto a shapely bare breast: "Down there? You want me to stick my face between your thighs. Lick you out, like an ice cream? In all that sticky wetness? My girlfriend likes that, says it makes her all wet. Oops, sorry little Ellie, you shouldn't be watching this. I bet you want another doll to play with. Here try this Afro-beauty".

Ellie climbed up on the mirrored counter top, admiring the view of her own open crotch from underneath: "She's beautiful, just like my friend Kit – all hard and smooth black on the outside, soft and squidgy pink on the inside".

The sales-boy looks up, his nose coated in stickiness, appeared a little taken aback: "You know Kit? That doll was modeled on her Mum Gemma when she was .. er f1fteen, just before she met Kurt. Sorry I'm drooling. Gemma was just pure sex-on-legs, and I guess little Kit is growing up that way too" then he went back to giving Ellie's Mum a good licking.
Hair colour
Ellie watched the contrast between the sales-boy's short spiky blonde hair rubbing against her mum's light brown pubic triangle as he ate her out.: "Mum I didn't realise you dyed your hair" Then without thinking through the next question "Does dad know?"
"Of course, baby. We do still make love you know. We're not that old". Sales-boy lifted his head from her crotch, nose covered in her juice, to say something, but Mum just pushed his head back: "Keep sucking. I'm not paying you to talk, just make me cum".

Ellie picked up her diary and a pencil from the counter and sketched some ideas of her mum and dad making love. Just stick figures really: Mum with bumps on her chest, Dad with an enormous erection nestling between Mum's hands or legs or buttocks. Mum liked the sketch of her on top, opening her legs wide to take him fully inside.

Kate took over the diary, shakily drawing herself from behind; buttocks encased in wide leather straps supporting a wicked-looking black penis aiming for Dad bent over a table. Ellie went very quiet: "Is that how you fuck Daddy? Does he like that? Does it make him hard?" Then Kate showed her daughter the last drawing – burying the hard cock into the slick pussy of her naked girlfriend – hands grappling breasts – hard nipples being crushed between thumb and fingers.

Ellie experimented with pushing Kit-doll's feet into her own pussy, then twisting her sideways to lay on her back between her thighs, smiling up at Ellie. A thin trickle of juice coated the dolls feet as Ellie eased the plastic legs further inside herself. Bending the dolls knees up brought her clit into contact and more juices flowed. She had already climaxed once when she opened her eyes, and there standing between her own outstretched feet was her gorgeous friend Kit.
Kit
Kit beamed "Glad to see you're enjoying my doll, lover" and then kissed the underside of Ellie's foot, making her jolt upright and shoot out the Kit-doll straight into Kit's hands. "Oh you taste gorgeous on my dolly's feet. I'm going to kiss your calves, then your knees, then up to your thighs and finally bury the black girl's pointy tongue in your pretty pink pussy".

"Oh yes please, I love it when you nibble my lips and lick me all the way back to my bottom. But how did you know we were here. And how did you get in? We locked the front door".
Kit just smiled up at the ceiling where the security camera now had a perfect view of the nearly-naked Ellie, and her Mum: "And we used the back door" laughed Kit pushing her tongue into Ellie's bottom.

Mum was moaning again as the sales-boy perfected his cunnilingus skills, he even had two fingers inside.
But what neither Ellie or her Mum noticed was Kit's dad Kurt watching them both being eaten out, until he stroked Mum's bottom from behind. One almighty finger up the arse was enough to take her over the edge and she actually squirted on the boy between her feet: "You want some real loving baby? Leave the boy alone and come into my club next door".

After licking his fingers he scooped me up in his arms: I held on around his neck and gripped my legs around his waist, so he could hold hands with his daughter Kit and my Mum. We all went out through a secret door into his club.

The Club next door
The club was almost empty, warm and dimly lit, with some gentle background music playing.
"You two play over there" said Kurt, lowering me down onto a stack of ch1ld-sized beanbags,"I have some business with your Mum in the office" he grinned.

Kit looked delicious sprawled on a soft cushion; most of her fabulous long dark brown legs showing beneath a short denim skirt. She slipped one hand inside her white panties: "You're in luck, lover, this pussy is hot and rather wet and waiting for your fingers. Remember how I showed you? That's it, bunch your fingers together, they should just slide in smoothly".
"Like this?" Ellie asked, holding up Ellie-doll with both hands thrust between Kit-doll's legs "look how far in they go. She's proper fisting".

"Let's try one hand first" said Kit, pulling the white panties aside, holding her lips apart.
"Beautiful" replied Ellie, licking her finger tips and pushing into the soft, warm wetness of her lover's pussy. Two minutes later Kit shook from head to toe, crushing Ellie's fingers, then smothering her face in kisses: "Oh I love you, little Ellie. And now it's your turn; lie back".
But before Kit could get inside Ellie's skirt, two tall leggy models arrived, dressed in jewel-encrusted red bikinis to practice pole-dancing. The white girl had long (naturally) platinum blonde hair and gorgeous deep blue eyes. The black girl's hair dyed to match her friends and tied up in tight corn-rows; they both had perfect deep cleavages dusted in shimmer powder.

They both mounted a pole upside down, twisting round and round, alternately displaying their hot tight pubic mounds and then deep buttocks held apart by the red thongs.
"I wish I could do that" mused Ellie, sliding her hand further into Kit "You are so wet, I love you".
Suddenly both girls were on the same pole: white girl below pussy up and black girl above pussy down, slowly descending to lock thighs.

"Look they're tribbing now, shall we try that" asked Kit, positioning her legs between Ellie's. Their pussies engaged with a succulent squishing sound, making all 4 girls laugh. Then Kit started humping hard and Ellie's laugh turned into a howl of ecstacy as the pent up lust turned into a pure bone-shaking climax. Kit crawled up Ellie's body to hug her in a blissful embrace and both watched the pole-dancers bringing each other off as part of their routine.
Mum emerged from Kurt's office, looking slightly stunned, and wearing a short blue silk wrap. Kurt, immaculately dressed, as ever, held her upright.

Ellie looked up: "Mum, you look fabulously happy – Kit wants to know whether you had anal or cuntal?" The sales-boy peered around the corner, zipping up his trousers.
Judging by her inability to stand up unaided, perhaps it was both, perhaps at the same time.
"Come on darling, it's nearly your bed time", Mum pulled Ellie out of the beanbag and tried to wrap some clothes around her tired snuggly-warm bare body.

"Can Kit come too, Mummy? She wants to teach me some more games that only girls can play. We won't make much noise, and there's no school tomorrow. Please".

Kurt removed one hand from inside Mum's blouse: "OK babe, I need some time to recover for the next auditions. Go find Mandy and she'll give you a lift home. You'll probably find her in the Games Room. You can't miss her – bright red hair, long legs, tits to die for. She was wearing her green leather shorts and waistcoat this morning. And yes, you can keep Kit overnight – just bring her back undamaged tomorrow".

A lift home
Ellie, Kit and Mum find Mandy and walk hand-in-hand to the club’s back door.
Kit: “Mandy, can we take the limo – I want to show Ellie all the fun toys in the back?”
Mandy: “Sorry lover, it’s still being cleaned from last night’s Hen Party – you should see the mess they made with the male stripper. Still, we can use the brand new Range Rover – come on it’s over here”. The car was bright pink, just like the limo, with dark tinted windows and white leather seats. Ellie and Kit jumped in the back, snuggled up in their short padded jackets, bare legs wrapped around each other, hands exploring hot bodies, and were soon fast asleep.

Mandy: “Climb up in the front with me, babe. Kate isn’t it? I can’t keep calling you ‘Ellie’s Mum’.” As they drove off Kate slipped a hand high up on Mandy’s thigh, just inside the hem of the green shorts, luxuriating in the feel of soft leather and warm flesh.

Ellie awoke to the sound of Mandy’s deep laugh and watched her Mum and Mandy kissing and stroking when they stopped at traffic lights. Looking down, her s1x year old lover Kit was still fast asleep, hot breath against the front of her own painted-on thong. The club artist had painted tiny bright red bikinis right between their legs, perfectly covering their little tight slits and up between the buttocks. The matching tops surrounding their tiny nipples, hinting at the delicious breasts they might get when they grow up. Ellie kept very quiet, watching her Mum masturbating in the rear-view mirror.

Mandy leant over, helping her new lover's breasts out of her dress and kissing the side of her neck, before shooting away when the lights turned green.
"Kit said you were in her Dad's office for quite a while; what were you two doing? As if I couldn't guess."
Kate: "Oh I was just helping him 'interview' a new dancer. Her name was Suzanna, I think she was Czech. Gorgeous figure – high breasts, long legs, slim hips. I think she lied about her age. She only looked f1fteen – really pretty with her clothes on, and stunning naked – long dark hair, dark eyes, dark nipples – pure sex".
Mandy: "So, she sat on the bar stool in front of his desk? Did you notice it's arranged to be at his eye level"?
Kate: "Yes, he asked where she came from, education and personal stuff. She kept crossing and uncrossing her legs when he asked about her sexual preferences; flashing her bare crotch at me when she described her first lesbian experience. Then he had me help her undress and lay her face down on his desk; I wondered why the top was padded leather like a sofa – not much good for writing on. He checked her over physically – stroking her neck and thighs and buttocks, then flipped her over. He was amused by the tattoo of a nicotine patch on her upper arm”.

“Which arm?” a little voice from the back seat piped up.
Kate and Mandy both undid their seat belts and spun round to see Ellie and Kit stretched out together on the back seat and now wide awake. The white padded jackets were on the floor and the girls lay face down, legs bent up, pale pink soles nearly touching their bottoms. Their 4 buttocks, framed by the bright red painted-on thongs looked exquisite – Mandy found it hard to resist stroking Kit’s. Up at the other end they were both scribbling notes in Ellie’s diary: “Right arm or left, Mum? I need to get it correct for my drawing”

Kate continued “Er, left, yes on her left arm. Are you writing all this down?” Mandy was now driving just with her right hand, the other pushed between Kate’s thighs.
Kate: “Kit, your dad was quite rough with her breasts, glancing down at her application form ‘No way are they 34C, but they feel good’ he said cupping both breasts and twisting her nipples. She responded by opening her thighs and his thumb slid straight into her young tight cunt. 'So Suzanna, how do you fancy it: 'anal' or 'cuntal'? She didn't answer at first, just lifted her head to stare at the bulge appearing in his trousers. "Get these off, bitch" he snarled.

I undid his belt and the thin trousers dropped to the floor as this gigantic black prick emerged. It was as thick as my arm. I have never seen anything like it. "Screw my arse, big boy. I've never had so much cock up there. I need a really hard fucking". Suzanna gripped his cock between her feet, angling it downwards between her cheeks while Kurt continued thumb-fucking her very wet pussy. "Are you sure, little girl? You might not walk for a week. OK here it comes". She groaned as the bulbous head found its way into her insides, quickly followed by another three inches of hard cock.”
Kate hadn’t noticed the car had stopped; Mandy had parked up in some trees, so nobody could see them. Kate slipped a hand inside her green satin waistcoat, stroking the soft under-breast flesh: “Why have we stopped?” she murmured into Mandy’s neck.
Mandy replied it was getting difficult to drive with Kate’s hand exploring the inside of her shorts: “Mind the zip; it’s really sharp”.
Kit piped up from the back seat: “Suzanna was she crying? My Dad can be a bit brutal, especially with new girls”.

Ellie, now wide awake: “Yes, do carry on Mum; we want to hear the whole story”.
Kate: “Oh OK; now let me think. Yes, she was sobbing that perhaps her breasts were too small for the club and that she couldn’t make your dad cum, Kit. So I told her to relax, stop crying and enjoy it. She said her bra size was only a ‘B’ cup, but she seemed to calm down when I held them and kissed her. She opened her legs a little more; Kurt grabbed her bottom in both hands and rammed home the last 2 inches. His thighs slapped against her wet flesh and moaned that she was so tight. He pulled back and slammed in again; I can’t believe he had so much cock inside her little body. She lost it completely; screaming his name as her body went rigid for the first climax. I just held onto her arms as she writhed around on the desk top, desperately trying to get away from the erection pinning her down like a specimen butterfly. Six more deep thrusts; sweat pouring off his chest, Kurt collapsed on top of her pumping red hot sperm into her tiny arse… Several minutes passed before he pulled out and ordered me to clean him up. He then just stamped her application form ‘PASSED’ and kicked her out, butt naked, cum still dribbling down her thighs.”
Mandy: "What happened next, babe?"
Ellie: "Yes Mum, do tell. Did you ask for anal or cuntal? I do like that word; does it mean to do with a girl's 'front bottom'? I'll just make a note to ask our English teacher on Monday – Miss English – she's bound to know".

Kate’s Audition
Kate: “Well I wasn’t really there for an audition, but as soon as I sucked him back to hardness he put me up on the swing. You know Mandy, where you put each leg through a wide loop and it holds you open at face height. He couldn’t get enough of eating me out, oops sorry Ellie, perhaps you shouldn’t be hearing this, but Kit’s Dad has a fabulous tongue. Really got me wet and gagging for a good fuck.

But it never happened – suddenly a big monitor on the wall was showing a terrified little girl. It was Suzanna from the interview. She was dressed in a tiny white leotard – dark pubes showing through the damp crotch. The camera tracked around to this giant whale of naked hairy flesh tied to the table. She explained that when she climbed off his face her client wasn’t breathing anymore, so she pushed the panic button. Kurt apologized for leaving me un-fucked and dashed off down to the dungeons. ‘It’s OK, don’t cry little girl, I’m sure it wasn’t your fault. Perhaps you’d better untie him and get him dressed before the ambulance arrives’.

Kit: "Was he really dead? Had he stopped breathing? I bet his cock was still hard. Perhaps he was just pretending to get her in trouble" as Ellie pushed the Kit-doll where it belonged inside Kit.
Mandy: "I don't think so, babies. He's a regular customer – always demands the youngest naked pussy; loves to eat them out – front and back. He tried to stick his tongue up my arse once, I had to beat him off. He can't wait to get his horrid little cock serviced by a warm girly mouth. Good Riddance, I say".
Kate: "I was most concerned about Suzanna getting into trouble; there's no way she was 18. I just wanted to hold her, cuddle her, feel her damp face against my breasts. But I was stuck up in this stupid swing, wanking away, wondering how to comfort the newest recruit on the CCTV. After a while she stopped crying, carefully untied the corpse's hands and feet and tried to pull up his trousers. She was really sweating, pulling and pushing this huge dead weight around; it ran off her small pointed tits, leaving large damp patches on the leotard – making it completely transparent – oh hell – I really wanted her".

Mandy slipped a friendly hand between Kate's legs, feeling the heat radiating from her pussy: “Did you see her again?”
Kate: “A whole bunch of girls arrived from the other dungeons, dressed in black leather, some with strap-ons that were still dripping. Suzanna was still shaking, so they wrapped her in a warm towel and sent her back here. I watched her running down the corridors on the CCTV; could hear her bare feet slapping on the carpet. I clambered out of the stupid swing and held her close, kissing away the tears. She stopped sobbing eventually, returning my kisses and letting my hand up between her hot legs. She popped open the crotch of her damp leotard and pulled it right off over her head. I caught her tender young breasts as they lifted up and flopped down, kissing her hard as she explored my crinkly folds with three fingers. ‘Quick, up on the desk before Kurt gets back’ she demanded ‘I need that tongue in me’. We were both sucking cunt – me below – her on top, when Kurt did return. He completed Suzanna’s audition by filling her lovely pussy with 10” of rigid cock – said he was saving the rest for me. She squealed into my cunt each time he thrust into hers – he occasionally pulled right out and dropped it into my mouth – a quick slurp and then back in.”
Mandy: “So babe, did you get your ‘cuntal’?”

Kate: “Nope, when he came around the desk and dabbled the tip up and down between my thighs, that little minx Suzanna grabbed hold of it and shoved him up my arse. Now it was my turn to scream, I’ve never felt such pain – he was monstrous. Straight in – up to the hilt – really deep – I could feel all the ridges on his cock – he was tearing me apart. He fucked me like an a****l – he was growling that I had the best arse he had ever fucked. He pushed Suzanna's face hard into my cunt – she was sucking so hard it almost hurt as much as my stretched arse. She had my head clamped between her thighs, my tongue buried deep between her cheeks – nose and mouth full of her cuntal scent - I was suffocating in her sex".

Ellie and Kit were glad of the pause to catch up on their diary notes. Ellie wrote down 'well fucked – anal only'.

Kate: "Oh shit, I need something long and hard in my pussy; I need to cum right now".
Mandy: "Just look in the glove compartment, you should find something suitable in there".
Ellie heard the door drop down and her Mum sorting through the collection of dildos, vibrators and butt plugs that tumbled out onto her feet.

"Kate, try that blue Rabbit, it's my favourite. Just plug the cable into that USB socket next to the gear-stick. Tip the seat back and enjoy".
Ellie watched her Mum now laying almost flat, place both bare feet up on the dashboard, spread her legs and push the vibrator home. Her eyes closed and her hand became a blur between her thighs as the rabbit pulsed and throbbed inside her body; the little ears whipping her clit from side to side. Mandy flipped a switch on the radio console and the car was filled with the sounds from inside Kate's pussy – a deep thrumming sound of the vibrator against yielding flesh. Each time she twisted the rabbit ears against her hardening clit it made a different note; she could almost compose the tune of her orgasm. Mandy leant over, stroking up the inside of Kate's thigh, then wrapping her hand around Kate's holding the vibrator. She pushed another button and the buzzing sound increased in frequency; Kit twisted around and clamped her mouth onto Ellie's clit just inches from her face. Kate was breathing really hard now; Mandy panting slightly as she chewed on Kate's right breast, while still thrusting the vibrator in and out. While the squelching sounds of her Mum's pussy filled the car; Ellie bucked her hips into her lover's face, climaxing hard and swearing deliciously.

Saturday Night / Sunday Morning
Ellie's Dad tiptoed into her bedroom, hoping to catch the girls asleep, but Kit was already wide awake laying on top of Ellie, nuzzling in her neck.
"Good morning babies" said Dad, sitting on edge of her tiny bed "Mum said you had a brilliant time yesterday; care to tell me about it?"

Ellie just handed over her diary: "Here, read it for yourself", before going back to kissing Kit "oh, and thanks for letting her stay. By the way do you think my bottom is as nice as hers? I saw you staring at her when we got back last night. Did you hear about our painted red bikinis? Afraid Mum made us wash them off before bed; she was worried about staining the sheets. But I've got some photos on here somewhere" handing over her phone.
Dad: "Wow, I love both of you. Those painted on shadows look like real breasts and the thong between your cheeks are a sensation".

Kit kicked down the quilt, exposing both their bare bottoms, legs spread as wide as the narrow bed allowed. Dad stroked Kit’s face: “Hey you smell of Mandy; what’s her perfume doing on your hand?”
Dad explained that when he shoved a hand down the front of Mandy’s shorts she had automatically kneed him in the balls; then Kate had banished him to sleep downstairs on the sofa while she made love to her new friend all night. Long after Kate had fallen asleep in Mandy’s embrace, after a seriously deep fisting, a text arrived on Dad’s phone interrupting the lesbian porn video he was wanking to, just saying ‘SORRY– will make it up to you tomorrow, love Mandy'.
The video changed to a scene on a sandy beach: Dad was laying on his back soaking up the hot sun, nicely hidden from view in the sand dunes, while 2 little girls played at his feet. The white girl, looking a lot like his daughter Ellie, rubbing sand into her black friend’s bottom. At the age of s1x they were both dressed in dreadful one-piece swimsuits, leaving just their pretty buttocks partly exposed.

During the holiday they came down to play on the same beach each day, but each day the girls were a year older: legs getting longer, subtle curves appearing, swimsuits getting smaller, sex-games more adventurous. Dad had to fight off Ellie’s attempts to impale herself on his erection, reminding her of his promise to only take her virginity when she reached puberty.

Each morning she pulled aside the crotch of her swimsuit, lowering her tight slit onto his face for inspection. He licked her gently from front to back, his tongue swirling around her soft lips and hard clit bud. Ellie moaned that she couldn’t wait to grow up, while behind her Kit was gripping his cock. Each day, as they developed a year physically and sexually, Kit tried to bring him off using a different part of her young anatomy: inside elbow, behind her knee, between her thighs. He particularly enjoyed fucking her armpits on Day 4, then buttocks on Day 5 and finally feet on Day 6. She dribbled sun-tan oil all down his cock and over her feet; gripping it firmly between her pink soles, leaning back against his legs, knees splayed open exposing her perfect sex bulging inside her bikini. He came in buckets splashing sperm over her feet and calves, some almost reaching the top of her thighs. Ellie climbed off his face and sucked up the sperm dribbling down her friend's thighs, occassionally slipping a finger inside the bikini bottoms.

The last day of the holiday in the beach swimwear shop Ellie was triumphant: “Look its official – I’ve got tits – 32AA. Now you’ve got to deflower me. Quick, down to the water, its too far to the sand dunes. Dad lay down in the sand, water lapping at his feet; Kit undid the ties on her friends brand new tie-sided green bikini bottoms and gave her pussy a little rub. Kit pulled a finger out of her own pussy and offered it to Dad. A naked Ellie slowly lowered her soft pulsing pussy onto his rigid cock. It slipped in so easily, she wondered what all the fuss was about, and then the pain started. She yelped as Kit pushed her shoulders down and her dad broke through that useless bit of stretched skin into her soft juicy wet depths. She had never felt so full, her dad seemed to be filling her entire body with cock, she loved it. She wanted him in deeper; she opened her legs even further, even held onto his bottom.

He was fucking his th1rteen year old beautiful daughter for the first time; she was riding his cock and the little tramp behind her, also in a green bikini, was reaching around to milk her brand new tits. Hardly surprising, he didn't last long filling her tightest hole with hot sperm; she looked so surprised: "Daddy you musn't make me pregnant". Ellie promptly jumped off and soaked her sticky bottom in the sea, washing away all traces of their lovemaking. Meanwhile Kit sucked the last of his eruption from the tip of his prick, then knelt in the wet sand facing away from him: “OK big boy, now it’s my turn”.

His mind couldn’t resist the offer, and his cock was recovering from his daughter’s virginal cunt thrashing, but then remembered her fam1ly: “Er, don’t you want to save it for your Dad?”
“Not that virginity stupid; lost that days ago. Slight accident playing with a doll, Ellie pushed it a bit deep, didn’t hurt a bit, don’t know what all the fuss is about”. Instead Kit pulled apart her cheeks exposing her tight round butt hole, only just covered by the green thong of her bikini bottoms.

He cupped both her tight buttocks in one hand, sliding his middle finger into her warm softness. She yelped and pushed back hard, burying his finger to the knuckle. Kit slowly revolved her hips, luxuriating in the feel of rough sandy skin against her tight sphincter. Dad was still considering whether he dared to fuck this perfect teenage arse, would he hurt her, would she scream on this public beach, would he be accused of r8pe, when the video ended.

He tried to imagine Ellie's teenage hand holding his sore cock, rather than his own, but she kept changing back into his s1x-year old daughter laughing up at him – her soft mouth engulfing his cock head until he exploded into the box of tissues on the coffee table.

Sunday Morning
Meanwhile in the next room Robert had been kept awake by the laughter from his baby sister’s bed as Ellie and Kit found new ways to explore each other’s bodies. He selected his best pair of stolen panties, breathing in his Mum’s perfect cuntal odour; trying to image what she and Mandy were doing. When he wrapped the used panties around his cock he could feel soft breasts with hard nipples rubbing across his face. Robert had to imagine spying on Kate and Mandy showering together – breasts swathed in soap suds, bunched-up fingers penetrating cunts and arses. Kate f0rcing Mandy to cum again and again, before returning to the bed and jointly sucking him off.

Back in the real world Ellie was saying "Go on Dad, stroke her, rub her, get the little bitch creaming; you know you want to". Dad's face was soon buried in Kit's backside; she tasted so hot and juicy. Ellie clambered down the bed and released Dad's erection into her mouth. The more he licked out Kit, the larger his cock filled his daughter's throat. Ellie had to push him away as his pre-cum started pulsing, splashing onto her pretty face. She automatically scooped up a handful to rub into her nipples, and gave a generous dollop of sperm to Kit to make her breasts grow too.
Then looking at Kit’s feet Dad remembered her 13-year old foot-fucking skills from the fantasy video: “Baby here’s a game I’d like to play” and he explained how she should sit between his legs and grip his cock between her feet.

Kit: “But it tickles. You’re all hairy down there and it tickles my feet, not like my Dad, we have to shave him every Sunday morning”. Kit and Ellie scamper off to the bathroom to fetch a shaving kit; Dad closes his eyes to replay the last scene of the video. This time Kit does allow him to take her backside – he can feel the ridge of his cock head penetrating her ring and sliding into the warm softness inside. He can hear her moaning as the water laps at his feet, heading towards a crashing orgasm deep in her body.

Kit and Ellie are back, Kit demands he stops playing with himself; she has the feeling her bottom is somehow involved the way he keeps looking at her: "You'll never guess who we saw in the bathroom. Your wife Kate and my best friend Mandy, in the shower together. Kate was pressed up against the glass; tits all flattened and coated in soap. Mandy standing behind her, holding the shower head between their legs. And best of all, little Robbie sat on the floor, playing with their used dildos. They all seemed to be having a wonderful time".
Ellie washed her Dad's cock in water water and squirted shaving foam all over his balls. Ellie gripped the slippery head while Kit expertly shaved away all the curly hair, dipping the razor back into the bowl of water.

"There you are" she said, sitting back and admiring her handiwork "not a single nick, sometimes my Dad is not so lucky. Now for your foot fetish" She spread her knees wide, gripping the base of his shaft between the pink soles of her black feet. Ellie joined in too, holding his cock head between her feet; both girls rubbed the shaving foam clinging to his cock into a froth.
"Do you like this daddy? Are you going to cum for us? Please, splash our feet with your sperm" Ellie demanded.

Kit joined in: "Please Mister, use your imagination. We're way too young to fuck, but we can masturbate you. Cum on my feet, then you can lick it all off. My Dad loves it. Can you resist?"
Dad was kneeling on the bed, sucking the sperm off Kit's toes (Ellie lay next to her, writing up her diary) when Kate and Mandy dragged Robbie into Ellie's room. Kate had dressed him in her first training bra, stuffed with a pair of pink socks to make breasts; a very short grey pleated school sports skirts above long white socks. Dad first noticed Robbie as he exposed himself to Kit, hoping she would like his cock pushing out the front of his skirt. Kate was intrigued by his pink hairless bottom facing them and grabbed hold of his slippery cock hanging down.

Dad stopped loving Kit's feet for a moment and looked back over his shoulder at Kate and Mandy wearing short white bath-robes, loosely tied at the waist, exposing wet bare breasts nestling inside. Below the waist, Kate's bath-robe failed to conceal the short fat blue dildo emerging from between her legs. Mandy lifted Dad from the bed and eased Kate forward, her dildo nuzzling Dad's bottom. Mandy read the label on the can of shaving foam: 'Perfect for a man's skin', 'Super smooth', 'easy glide'. She sprayed a good dollop onto Kate's dildo, a quick thrust and it was inside; Dad bent forward between them chewing on Mandy's breasts.

Meanwhile Robbie had clambered up on the narrow bed, wedged face down between his sister and Kit, trying to stroke Ellie's thighs. She just pushed his hands away, but then noticed his bra: "Quick get that off, we can tie him up with it". Kit sat across his thighs pinning him to the bed, while Ellie undid the bra and tied his hands to the headboard, stuffing a pink sock in his mouth to muffle the screams. Ellie and Kit advanced their pussies up the back of his thighs, walking their dolls under the hem of his skirt towards their target. Ellie introduced one hand of her plastic doll into her brother's backside; he made a funny gurgling noise at pretty much the same time as her Mum's plastic cock fully sank into her Dad's backside. Dad would have screamed if his mouth wasn't full of Mandy's plastic cock. Ellie pulled out of Robbie's arse, wiping the doll's arm clean on his skirt, just as Kit introduced both feet of her doll and gripping his cock with a spare hand.
Kate and Mandy swapped places, f0rcing dad onto his knees. Mandy crouched behind him, thrusting her huge plastic strap-on dildo into the depths of his arse, while her sucked Kate's offered pussy.

Kit filmed the grown-up's fun, for an article she was writing for a school project on female domination.
Afterwards Ellie updated her diary page: Something must have happened last night – Dad treats us like teenagers, he seems to think we've got breasts and keeps searching inside my panties for pubic hair – funny man.

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We were having coffee after dinner when she excused herself, with a wink, to visit the restroom. For no particular reason, I glanced at her open purse lying on the table and noticed the small pink book that said “Diary” on the cover. I sheepishly pulled it out and fanned the pages to browse its contents. My heart nearly stopped beating when I read the latest entry: "Dear Diary, I’m going out with him again this week and it is so bitter sweet. Such a sweet, generous man, but one who is very...

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Great Grand Motherrsquos Brothel Diary

This is a different story format, is historically correct, uses real Western lanquage. and grammer. Hope you enjoy reading it. I always heard stories about how her family was one of the first families to settle Durango Colorado. Well my Grandma Putnam finally passed and my mother wanted me to go through all the old family papers and heirlooms. I started rummaging through a trunk and found an old leather binder entitled “Madam Patricia Putnam, Business Diary 1875 – 1895”. It must have been...

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My sisters Diary

I'm Tom. I am a hard working senior in college with a minimum wage job and a loving family. I have a younger sister that means the world to me, a mother and a father that have helped me get through all kind of tough times and help me out every step of the way. I also have four of the best friends in the world, or so I thought until I rooted through my sister's diary. I wasn't just snooping around, I was worried. It went like this: I noticed that my sister was dressing in skimpier and skimpier...

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My sisters Diary

I'm Tom. I am a hard working senior in college with a minimum wage job and a loving family. I have a younger sister that means the world to me, a mother and a father that have helped me get through all kind of tough times and help me out every step of the way. I also have four of the best friends in the world, or so I thought until I rooted through my sister's diary. I wasn't just snooping around, I was worried. It went like this: I noticed that my sister was dressing in skimpier and skimpier...

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Baby Diary

The following are excerpts from a adult baby diary found a few years back at a garage sale. I have no idea if it truely happened. Saturday: College is no different than the rest of my life. Because of my size, I 'm forgotten, looked over, lonely. It might be better to be a dwarf, at least they don't look like a kid, but me, I'm just little. People mistake me for an eight year old and I have to buy all my clothes in the kids department. I've always been a basketball fan,...

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Lilys Diary

LILY'S DIARY June 15 I've just started work for my new employers, Mr Trent, Bill, and Ms Williams, Alison, but of course I have to just call them Sir and Madam. She's told me to write this occasional diary and assured me that I won't be punished whatever I write, although of course I would be if I spoke the same words. She's told me that it would amuse her to read about my reactions to my new life of work here but I don't understand why. I arrived last night but was excused...

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Dear Diary

Please read the writer’s guidelines before adding chapters. A diary gets released onto the internet as everyone finds about the deepest, darkest, most private secrets that were once locked away in a diary. Perhaps they’re an egotistical jock who will finally be taken down a peg, or maybe they’re a pop star being controlled by her label, finally able to free herself and be free. Whoever it is, I wouldn’t envy them, and yet... maybe I would? This is clearly a new thing I’m trying. It’s similar to...

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Recollections From A DiaryChapter 3 Malibu Barbie The Diary

I don't know what to say about Barbie... Malibu Barbie, to be precise. I hadn't seen her in all those years. Memories rushed in that I'd pushed back into the recesses of my mind. Time was, I'd use it as my primo dildo. Not the head, mind you, my hole isn't that big! The feet, always feet first. Yes, both of them. Once started, I'd poke my fingers inside me and move the legs from side to side. I realized I'd absentmindedly spread my legs apart and discovered I was cupping my...

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Dear Diary

Bad things happen when you cheat. Dear Diary. March 18th 1985: Dear diary, well it finally happened. Two weeks after our anniversary and I cheated on my husband. Funny, Roy talked to me about having kids again just yesterday. I am glad I took the pill today. Branden came a lot…. I don’t know what Roy would think of his child-hood friend now that he just had amazing sex with his own wife for hours today…. But he did and his wife loved it…… March 19th 1985: Roy...

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dear diary

What can happen when you cheat. Dear Diary. March 18th 1985: Dear diary, well it finally happened. Two weeks after our anniversary and I cheated on my husband. Funny, Roy talked to me about having kids again just yesterday. I am glad I took the pill today. Branden came a lot…. I don’t know what Roy would think of his child-hood friend now that he just had amazing sex with his own wife for hours today…. But he did and his wife loved it…… March 19th 1985: Roy...

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A Cheating Wifes Diary

If you found this diary, please do know that everything written in here is true. Whatever happened or written in here, no matter what I said or what I wrote, please know that I love you. I always love you and always do. I want to share this with you, but I can’t bring myself to tell you this in person. Thus, the diary. Forgive me, honey. And I love you. Always. Winter, Your loving wife. 12th August 2015 Dear husband, Today is our wedding day. I was so excited about it. Everything...

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Dear Diary

March 18th, 1985: Dear Diary, Well it finally happened. I cheated on my husband, and I did it only two weeks after our anniversary. It’s funny that just yesterday, Roy tried to convince me to have a kid, but I am sure glad I took the pill today because Branden came a lot. I’m certain that Roy would be very angry at the thought of his childhood friend fucking me for hours today, but I don’t care because the sex was amazing, and I loved it.March 19th: Roy doesn’t have a clue. I made love to him...

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