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Brandy had a new car every year and the finest clothes a nice house and money to spend. Erin had the best education I could provide, dance lessons and she had the chance to travel, something many kids her age would've loved to do. But I wasn't there when Erin began to make the change from little girl to young lady, and I didn't realize what had happened until that one Christmas.

I had just finished a big assignment in Europe and at Thanksgiving I had my wife and daughter join me in Europe for two weeks before heading back home. I had decided to spend the next three months doing nothing on the work front. Just enjoying some quiet time and getting to know my wife and daughter once more.

When we got home Erin had to go back to school for three weeks before the Holiday break, and Brandy was going to go back to work, she didn't have to but she enjoyed working and she said it kept her young and active. After about a week I had gone to the kitchen for a cup of coffee one morning while Brandy was in the shower. As I came back through the den I saw a movement in the hall and noticed Erin as she went down the hall wrapped only in a towel that didn't quite cover the cheeks of her cute little bottom. I caught myself watching and as she stepped through her bedroom door she let the towel fall from around her, giving me a quick peek at her naked form.

She wasn't a little girl anymore. I could tell that even though I was a good twenty or thirty feet from her bedroom door. I wasn't sure how to handle the situation, I mean should I say something to her about being more careful since I was home, but that might embarrass her. Or should I just not say anything hoping she'd adjust to having me there and watching her self a little more carefully. I decided to wait and see if it happened again before reminding her I was home and she needed to be more careful of her dress, or undressing habits.

Christmas was now only about two-weeks away. I had done some of my shopping while in Europe and I had managed to finish the rest or it during the past week or so. One afternoon just before Erin was due home from school Brandy called and asked if I'd mind if she was late getting home. She needed to wrap up some of her shopping and since I was there anyway, and she hated to leave Erin alone, but some of the shopping was for her... "No, I don't mind. I'll see she gets her homework and maybe we'll order a pizza, I said. "You go ahead and do what you need, we'll save you a slice of Pizza."

Erin came bouncing into the house about an hour later. I told her what her mother had said and she just smiled and said "OK dad, I'll go do my homework and then we can talk or play a game or maybe you can help with something for my boyfriend."

"Boyfriend, when did this happen," I asked.

Oh Daddy," she whined, "I'm almost 16 now, momma said it was okay and she doesn't let me just go anywhere with him."

"OK, I guess we can talk more about this later, go ahead and do your homework."

Erin gave me a kiss on the cheek and I realized just how much she had really grown as I felt her body crush against my forearm.

About an hour-and-a-half later Erin came bouncing out of her room dressed in a pair of gym shorts over a pair of tights and a tight fitting bare midriff top with nothing under it. And when I say bouncing that is what I mean. As she came down the hall her breasts were swaying and straining against the material of the top, threatening to pop free at every quick movement.

Brandy was a great looking 36 at the time. With long Auburn hair she weighed about 105 and stood 5'2" with a small waist, and gravity defying 35C boobs topped by hard, small areolas barely larger around then the nipples themselves. Her nipples were about 1/2" long when they weren't hard, when they were they jumped out to more than 1" in length. They were a beautiful light rosy-pink color, just dark enough you could tell from a distance where the flesh of her tit ended and the areola began.

Even though I had never really seen Erin nude, not since she was about 6 anyways, it was obvious that she had taken more from me. Her hair was darker with a slight red-tinge and her skin was darker than her mother's complexion. From the fit of the top and the thin material it was made from I could easily tell that her breasts were already nearly as large as her mothers, but the nipples and areolas were obviously darker and of a different shape than Brandy's. Through the material of the top I could make out the outline of both her areola and nipples, there was no doubt about the puffy contour beneath her shirt. Erin's time in dance had shaped her legs and ass very nicely, making her ass cheeks stand up high, hard and round -squeezably round and hard.

Erin finally made it to the sofa where I was sitting and plopped down on the cushion beside me. My cock was already semi-hard from watching her approach up the hall and across the room to where I sat, and I was hoping she wouldn't notice it while I paid attention to the television in hopes that would take my mind away from her cute tits. Believe me, daughter or no daughter they were cute.

She slowly settled in and cuddled into my side. I put my arm up around her shoulder and asked what she wanted for supper. We agreed upon a pizza and I called in the order. As I finished the order she turned a little on the couch to face me and got a real serious look on her face.

"Daddy." she said plaintively.

"Yes, sweetie." I responded.

"Can I ask you a favor?"

"Yeah, I guess so."

"No Daddy, I mean can I ask you a real favor, one you can't ever tell momma about."

This sounded serious, very serious, and I wasn't sure how to handle the situation. "What's so important we can't tell momma about?" I finally asked her.

She looked up and leaned towards me on the sofa cushion, "Daddy it's a personal secret and I just don't think momma would understand."

"Sweetheart you and your mother have always been close. What makes you think you can ask or tell me something and not tell your mother. You two have spent most of the last eight or nine years together while I've been away working. She's always let you have or do almost anything you wanted. Why don't you want her to know about this favor?"

"Please Daddy, just promise me you won't tell Mom and then if after I ask you for the favor you say No, then the answer is No. But you just can't tell mom. Please?"

Let me think about it for a while, okay?

In one quick move she bounced from her seat on the sofa to her knees, throwing her arms around my neck she hugged me tightly and said, "Thank You Daddy," as she kissed my neck. As she leaned away from me I saw her bouncing had caused her top to shift, allowing her right tit to nearly come completely out of the top, half of her large puffy areola was showing out of the top. She apparently didn't notice as she sat back down and turned to talk to me. I couldn't keep my eyes where they belonged as they continued to drift to the sweet looking darker flesh surrounding my daughter's nipple. The more I fought to avoid the tantalizing view the harder my cock seemed to become.

I turned my attention back to the television, sneaking furtive glances towards Erin's half-exposed tit every few minutes. All the while I was trying to will my cock down and trying to decide how to handle her "favor." After about a half-hour the doorbell rang. Erin jumped up and as she did her top lost the fight her tit came spilling all the way out, as she took a step toward the door she nonchalantly scooped her tit back into the confines of the top without missing a beat. With her clothes back in place and the pizza in the kitchen we both grabbed a couple of slices and returned to the den.

As we finished eating I looked over at Erin and said, "Okay, I agree not to tell your mom. I still don't know if I'll do the favor or not, so when you're ready to tell me just let me know."

Before I had time to react she was in my lap on the sofa with her breasts pressed against my chest and her head on my shoulder as she kissed my neck and cheek, squealing thank you the whole time.

After several minutes she jumped off my lap and headed to her room. Soon she returned with some very nice lingerie and a picture of the guy she called her boyfriend. I immediately recognized some of the lingerie as her mother's and knew immediately it wasn't exactly the kind of clothing a girl her age would normally wear. One of the pieces was a practically transparent camisole with a pair of matching lacy crotch less panties and a garter. Another was a beautiful silk set with a thong panty and top that barely covered the nipples of the person wearing it while doing nothing to cover the breasts themselves. There were four or five other pieces, most nearly as daring as the first two. And then she went back to her room one last time. As she returned down the hall she carried two bags of bows, one large and one small. With all of her paraphernalia gathered she sat back down on the sofa with the items between us.

"Ok, what's all this?" I asked, even though I was pretty sure I had an idea where this was headed.

"Daddy, I want to give Jeremy something special for Christmas," she started out saying.

"Okay," I said.

"You mean you'll do it." She squealed out.

"Do what," I asked.

"Help me with his present," she stated.

I knew what she wanted, but I wasn't sure I was ready to help her, besides this could get us both in a lot of trouble if anyone ever found out about it. "What are you talking about," I asked as I looked into her eyes and then at the clothing stretched between us.

Daaddddy?"

"What..."

"You know what I mean, she said.

"No, I'm afraid I don't," I told her.

Se sat across from me with her head down for several minutes, looking at the clothes and then back at me. Finally she raised her head and looked at me, "Daddy, can you please take my picture so I can give one to Jeremy for Christmas? Please. If you won't I'll get someone else to help me."

"You really want him to have a picture of you naked or nearly naked to show his friends?"

"No Daddy, he promised he wouldn't do that. And I'll let you help me pick the picture I give him, I promise."

"Let me think about it. This could get all of us in a lot of trouble if anyone ever found out. Did you know that? I could go to jail for taking them, and whoever made the prints could too. Do you want that to happen?"

"No Daddy, I just want to make some special pictures and give one to Jeremy. Please help me Daddy."

I knew I could get the pictures processed, I had access to the equipment a friend owned and I had all the camera gear anyway, it had been a hobby since I was in college. I had made up my mind already, but I had to play the protective father, I couldn't let her know that not only was I looking forward to taking those photos but I also wanted a copy to take with me the next time I had to go out of town. They would be a nice addition to the ones I already had of Brandy in the same lingerie and a lot less, she loved to pose with my cock in her mouth or cum on her face and tits.

As Erin got up to go put the lingerie and bows away the phone rang, it was Brandy. One of the big malls was having a midnight madness sale or something like that, and was staying open until midnight, did I mind if she didn't get in until after that was over?

I looked up and watched Erin as she walked back down the hall with the lingerie over her shoulder and the bows in her hand, "No, that's okay, just give me a call when you head home, okay?"

Brandy and I talked for a few more minutes and then as I was about to hang up the phone Erin came back down the hall from her room. "That was your mom, she's going to a Midnight Madness sale and won't be home until late." I told her as she took her seat back on the sofa.

"It's almost 6:30 now," I continued. "If I do this for you no one can ever know who took these pictures! Okay? If anyone asks or sees them you used a self-timer or one of your old girlfriends did them, right?"

"YESSSSS!!! I promise no one will ever know but us, I won't even tell Jeremy, I promise Daddy."

"Okay then, let's get the camera and the lights set up. You can help me with that then you can get dressed, or undressed."

I pulled the camera out of the closet and cleaned the lenses then checked all the batteries and connections. I checked the film, 6 rolls should be plenty."

Erin wanted some pictures in the den to start so that's where we set the equipment up for the first series. I adjusted the lights and cheeked the meter then told Erin to go get ready.

She took one step towards the hall then spun and grabbed me and hugged me tight before releasing me and heading for her room to change. She was gone several minutes before rerunning wearing a light dressing robe over her chosen costume. She had freshened her makeup and brushed her hair back away from her face. As she entered the room I threw several large pillows on the floor in front of the large fireplace hearth.

With her back to me Erin slid the gown off her shoulders, letting it fall to the floor at her feet. She had chosen one of the tamer pieces to start with. The darker and heavier satin material hid the dark coloring of her pubic hair and the tips of her breasts from view. The outfit was a Black and Red Satin Teddy that fit her ass snuggly. I had her start by sitting on the raised hearth facing sideways, we had already started the fire, and she drew one leg up resting her cheek on her knee and looking into the fire. I shot about 15 frames before Erin said she wanted to try another outfit.

I nodded and she headed back to her room to change. My cock was pressing against the zipper of my trouser and I needed to stand up and move around to give it a chance to find a more comfortable position.

As the swelling in my crotch finally began to let up I heard Erin call out, "Here I come." As I looked up she was skipping down the hall with the lingerie and bags of bows, wearing a thin dark blue gauzy baby doll nighty. Her large puffy nipples and areola seemed to grab my attention like headlights on a dark night as her boobs swayed and jostled under the material with her every movement. My mouth was watering as I watched her enter the den, and my cock was harder than what it had been in years, or so it seemed.

She walked up and hugged me again; I hoped she wasn't able to feel my cock straining against the material of my trousers. As she released me and stepped back I knew there was no way she hadn't felt my cock pulsing against the front of my trousers, pressing into her firm, flat, teenage belly. She headed for the big easy chair at the end of the room and took her position as I began shooting up the rest of the first roll of film. As I finished the last frame of the roll she jumped up and stepped across the room, whipping the nighty top over her head as she did so. My mouth fell open and I'm sure my eyes came nearly out of my head as she tossed the top on the sofa and began to push the bottoms off over her hips, exposing fully her shapely dancer's ass and bushy dark-haired mound.

She suddenly looked my way as she reached the sofa and the other lingerie, "What Daddy? I just thought it would be quicker to change in here, and I want to do one or two naked anyway, if you don't care."

"No, that's fine. I guess it's just that you've really grown up." And before I realized what I was saying it was out of my mouth, "You've just got great tits and ... I'm sorry." I said.

"Really Daddy, you think I have nice boobies?"

"When they look like that," I said, "they deserve to be called tits, boobies are for little girls," I told her. "And that has to be one of the hairiest pussies I've seen in years, If it wasn't my daughter's I'd be tempted to rub my face in it for a couple of days."

Erin's laughter filled the room and her tits shook and swayed like Jell-O, "You're so silly Daddy! I think I need to shave it, but I'm afraid to yet."

"NOOO!!" I nearly yelled in her direction, "Don't shave it, I like'em hairy, but your mom keeps her's trimmed on account of her swimsuits. Just leave it like it is."

As I watched and changed film Erin stepped into the camisole with the matching crotch less panties. We both finished about the same time and I asked if she'd like something to drink. She said she'd get us something and I said I was going to the bathroom; I had to do something to make my dick a little more comfortable. I went to the master bath and changed into a pair of gym shorts and a jock strap, hoping it would hold my problem in check until I could shoot the rest of the film and relieve myself, or maybe I'd save it for Brandy's breakfast.

Erin had poured us both a glass of wine when I returned to the shooting area. She was sitting on the sofa with one leg tucked up under her, exposing the pink outer lips of her pussy to my view as I sat down next to her. "What's with the wine," I asked, "And don't you think you might ought to kind of ...uhhh?"

"Oh Daddy," she mewed, "momma let's me have wine sometimes and you just said you liked my hairy pussy, and you've seen pussies before, so what's the big deal?"

"Alright, let's take some more pictures then." As I stood to go back to the camera I stumbled and nearly fell on top of Erin, the way she was sitting part of the wine sloshed from my glass and landed at in the hair and ran down her slit into her cunt lips, I grabbed a tissue and began to dab at the spill before I realized what I was doing, My hand was on Erin's clit as I attempted to soak up the spill and then I realized what I had just done. I looked up at the stunned eyes as a low moan formed in her throat. Apparently I wasn't the only one having troubles keeping my mind on the pictures.

I grabbed another tissue and handed it to Erin, "Here, in case you need to clean up anymore," I said.

I took a whole roll of film with Erin in the crotch less outfit; some with her legs slightly opened other with no top. By the time I needed to reload I knew the Jock strap wasn't the answer to keeping me comfortable.

I excused myself and went to the bathroom again, this time I just removed the jock and put the shorts back on before re-joining Erin in the den. When I got there she was sitting in the floor totally naked waiting for me, with the bags of bows.

"Daddy, this is a special picture I want to take for Jeremy, I may not ever give him any of those others, but this one is for him, but I need your help. Okay?

I wanna go in by the Christmas tree for this one. Okay, I need you to pick out three really nice bows for me. I want two that just barely hide my nipple areas and one big one that I want to put right at the top of my pubic hair. Then I'll stand in front of the tree and let you take my picture for Jeremy. Then we'll take the rest of the special pictures I want you to take, okay?"

I sat in the floor opposite her and crossed my legs. My shorts rode up my legs slightly and my dick was pushing and leaking against the front of the shorts, pointed directly at Erin. We poured the bows out between us and began to go through them looking for the right size and shape, and a flattering color for her to wear. As we went through the small bows and then the large ones we tossed bows around and they landed in the area between our legs, some in the tangle of dark curly hair between my beautiful daughters legs and some near the end of my cum stained shorts.

As Erin reached over to grab one of the bows her hand made contact with the head of my cock through my shorts. Rather than pulling away she continued to fish around the bows that were near my crotch, letting her fingers make contact and gently grasp my shaft through my shorts. I had the [pleasure of testing the bows we finally agreed upon for placement on her breasts. We pushed the remaining bows out of the way and I stood on my knees, Erin stood in front of me with her nipples at about eye level. I gently cupped her right breast and squeezed the nipple between my thumb and finger, her nipple seemed to triple in size almost immediately, damn I wanted to taste that gentle bud in my tongue, to roll it between my lips and suck until my tongue would permanently bear it's shape and taste. I slowly peeled away the paper from the bow and placed it directly on the tip of her nipple. I then turned my attention to her left tit. It was already slightly distended and flushed from the attention paid its beautiful twin. As I tweaked her nipple gently Erin moaned and let her head roll back somewhat. I pulled on her nipple a little harder and then I saw some fuzz, we couldn't have that the bow might not stick. I continued to pull and roll her nipple and as I did I brought my mouth closer to the bud. I pinched her nipple hard and then brought it to my lips before she had time to react. Quickly I began to suck and chew at her nipple than I opened my mouth wide and forced as much of her tender young breast into my mouth as I possibly could.

Erin grabbed my head, forcing more of her delicious mound into my mouth. She pulled and tugged at my hair trying to force even more of her sweet flesh past my drooling tongue and lips. As I pulled and sucked she began to moan more and her hands went between her legs, parting the soft pink outer lips as first one then two fingers found there way into her hot little pussy. Soon there was no mistaking the sounds coming from Erin's pussy as she brought herself closer to the edge.

I slowly let go of her breast and picked up my camera, she was lost in the approaching orgasm as her fingers continued to work in and out of her cunt. As she continued to finger herself her free .I had been sucking on only moments before. As her hands worked at her flesh I began to snap picture after picture in front of the Christmas Tree. Soon Erin gave in to the building pressure and shifted to a position on her back with her legs spread wide-open. I continued to shoot my beautiful daughters effort's to bring herself off. As I was nearing the end of the roll Erin's back arched and her hips came off the ground, her fingers, three of them now, dug deeply into her cunt, spreading the now swollen pink sheath as she began to cum. As the camera clicked I zoomed in and watched as the cum rolled out from around her fingers and down the crack of her gorgeous ass.

While Erin had been working on her pussy my hand had been stroking and tugging at my dick between the pictures. By now a large wet spot was showing at the head of my cock. The precum was flowing well and I felt like my dick was about to explode. Erin was coming down from her orgasm, about her third actually, and was lying flat on the floor. Her left hand continued to squeeze and pull at her breast, keeping the nipple and areola hard and swollen. I stepped to the tripod and fasten my camera to the head. I continued to stroke my cock through my shorts as I watched Erin work her way down from her high.

I stepped away from the tripod and sat on the floor next to Erin. I slipped my hand under the leg of my shorts and began to rub the head of my dick while my other hand began to slide up and down my daughter's smooth, firm stomach from the edge of her hairy pussy to just below the swell of her young breasts. Erin's eyes opened wide as my hand dipped into the hair covering her cunt and found its way into the sweet little slit she had been enjoying.

Erin looked down at the wet spot where the head of my swollen cock pressed against the gym shorts I was wearing. My cock was sticking straight out, or as straight has mine gets since it has a curve to the left and up when hard, causing my shorts to tent out in front of me. As her eyes seemed to burn through my shorts my dick seemed to take on a life of its own as it pulsed and pumped more pre-cum from the slit.

I slid closer to Erin and as I did her free hand reached toward the tent in my shorts. She wrapped as much of her hand around the shaft, Brandy had measured my cock before and it is almost 8 inches around near the base as she could and began to stroke up and down slowly through my shorts, squeezing on the up thrust and causing the wetness on my shorts to grow. I wasn't sure how long I could last like this, nor was I sure, which was likely to blow first, my balls or my mind.

Erin quit playing with her tit and reached for the waistband of my shorts, tugging hard to get them down. I wasn't sure if I wanted it to go that far but as I fought the battle in my mind she released my cock and pushed the hand that had been stroking me through my shorts up the leg of my shorts. As her hand made contact with my balls and then my cock I knew it didn't matter that she was my daughter, all that mattered was she was a beautiful young woman and she wanted this too. I raised my hips and allowed her to slide my shorts down my hips and over my thighs. As my shorts slid down Erin rolled toward me and as the shorts freed my hard-on it struck her on the cheek just inches from her sweet full lips, leaving a trail of pre-cum on her face.

My 6-1/2 inch dick felt larger and harder right now than when I was 16. Erin continued to push my shorts past my knees but she never moved her face from its place at my crotch, the deep reddish purple color of the head and the blue veins of the thick shaft standing in stark contrast to Erin's soft skin and the pink shade of her lipstick. I wondered what those lips would feel like wrapped around the head of my dick and almost unconsciously I twisted my hips slightly so that my cock slid across her cheek and came to rest right on her thick, pouty lower lip.

As I fought to keep from blowing my load right in her face Erin let her tongue slip from between her lips and glide gently around the head of my dick. As her tongue approached the piss slit my cock pulsed and deposited a large gob of pre-cum at the tip. Erin hesitated for a second before dipping her tongue into the deposit and used her tongue and lips to spread the jizz around the head. When she had the gob spread around she lifted her lips away and looking up at me said, "We need to finish the pictures don't we Daddy?"

I could only shake my head as she continued to stroke my while lying nearly across my legs.

"Can you take a picture like this," she asked.

I had already set up the camera to use the infrared remote and focused on where Erin was lying in the floor, so that wasn't going to be a problem. "What do you mean by like this?" I asked.

"You know Daddy, from here so you can be in the picture with me." Erin continued to stroke my cock as she asked the question, causing more of the pre-cum to leak from the tip. As I looked in her eyes she never looked away from me as she dipped her head slightly and stuck her tongue into the deposit. As she pulled away the smear across her tongue and lip strung away from the tip of my cock forming a bridge between us. As she raised her head slightly I hit the remote catching both my cock and her innocent yet sexy face tied together by the string of pre-cum.

"Is that what you mean?" I asked as she grinned widely and licked the strand from her lips.

Erin twisted around so she was now on her knees. She threw one leg over mine and crawled forward until her tits were almost over my dick. Slowly she leaned closer until her lips found mine and her tits rubbing gently against my hard cock. At first her kiss was tentative and very gentle. Then I felt her tongue as it played softly across my lips. My lips parted and her tongue slid past my lips and into my mouth. Our tongues intertwined and pushed against one another as the heat of the moment grew hotter.

Erin began to slowly pull back and as her lips separated from mine I snapped another picture, hoping that it would show her tongue as it snaked across my lips. She slid down my body, kissing her way down as she went, soon her tits wrapped around my cock. I could feel the soft firmness of her swollen nipples as they pressed against my inner thighs. I raised my hips up causing my dick to slide between her soft warm orange sized tits.

Erin dipped her head and her tongue slid across the head of my dick again. As she slid down further I rolled and put Erin on her back beneath me. With Erin on her back I slid up until my legs straddled her stomach. Surprised by the move I had just made Erin stared at me wide-eyed as my cock moved closer to her face. Reaching to her right she grabbed a throw pillow and placed it beneath her head. I slid closer to her tits and as she watched I began to rub my leaking cock over her nipples and all over the soft firm teen tit flesh. Without a word Erin reached and pushed her tits together trying to catch my cock between the soft pillows of flesh.

I stopped and leaned down, licking the smear off of her tits, stopping to spend several minutes on each nipple as I sucked and chewed on them. I then slid my cock into the velvety valley between her tits and pushed her mounds together around my cock. I began to pump my cock back and forth between her boobs, soon Erin's hands replaced mine on her breast and she began to reach for my cock with her tongue on each forward thrust.

I could feel the cum beginning to boil in my balls and I knew I couldn't hold out much longer. I kept pumping her tits as I moved closer and closer to my climax. Suddenly Erin looked up at me and spoke, 'Daddy please put in my mouth, I want to taste it. Take pictures of me eating you, I want pictures like those you have of momma, with you shooting off in my mouth and all over me. Please Daddy, put your dick in my mouth, and fuck my mouth. Make me drink your cum."

Hearing my daughter talk like this nearly sent me over the edge, but I managed to hold on for a few seconds more. I pulled my cock from between Erin's gorgeous young tits and moved forward until my cock made contact with her lips. As I pumped my dick and moved up Erin opened her mouth and wrapped her lips around the head of my cock. Her tongue slid down the underside of my shaft, rubbing gently but firmly along the vein running along the bottom of my cock shaft. Erin spread her mouth wider and slid more of my cock into her waiting mouth. She finally worked nearly all of my dick into her mouth, her nose brushing the bush of dark hair at the base

Erin settled into a rhythm as she began to work my cock in and out of her soft warm mouth. As I looked down Erin was looking me right in the face, never looking away as she worked my dick in and out of her mouth as she worked to pull the cum out of my balls, and she was about to get her reward.

While I had first been fucking Erin's tits and then her mouth I had been taking pictures using the remote. I knew the roll had to be getting low and I knew I wanted to get pictures as I came in her mouth and on her so I had stopped clicking as I got nearer pumping my hot cum. Erin took my dick direly in her mouth and sucked hard, like she was sucking on a thick, creamy milkshake. As I pulled back her tongue swirled delicately around my cock shaft, I knew it was about to go, "I'm gonna cum baby! Here it comes!!" As I said it the first spurt raced up my shaft and shot across Erin's tongue.

As the second rope of jizz catapulted from my cock Erin pulled her mouth off and it struck her across the lips, chin and cheek. She never stopped looking at my cock and then at my eyes as I continued to come as she pumped her soft little hands up and down my cock shaft. Stream after stream of thick creamy cum raced from my cock. Leaving deposits on her face or in her mouth, as she would open her mouth and aim my cock for the opening and then just let it blast on her face. As I neared the end of my orgasm I slid down Erin's body so I could leave the last shot or two on her tits. I love licking my own cum off Brandy's tits and I knew this was going to be even better.

As my cum ended I rolled off of Erin who, dripping cum from her tits and face, stood up beside me, Grabbing my other camera I took two quick shots of Erin coated with my cum from the waist up. Then I stepped towards her, setting the camera to the ground as I did so. I dropped to me knees in front of her and lowered my head to her cunt. Rubbed my nose in her hair and allowed my tongue to search for the slit hidden beneath the dark patch of hair. I lapped and rubbed for a few seconds then began working my way up kissing her navel and belly softly as I worked my way to her gorgeous young tits.

As I reached Erin's tits I had been licking my cum from just beneath them for just a second before I reached the lower side of her tits. When I reached her tits she again rolled her head back and moaned, she had to have some of the most sensitive and sweet tits ever imagined. I reached my hand behind her legs and reached up to the small of her back, as I pressed gently she let her knees bend and her body fall back into my arms as I laid her back onto the floor.

As soon as her body was on the floor I was sucking and licking over her nipples and tit mounds like a hungry dog. As I continued to work her tits with my mouth Erin would alternate her hands, tugging and pulling at the one I wasn't busy with at the same time her other hand would be working on her hot little pussy. The sound of her moans, the taste and feel of her juicy young tits and the sound of her wet, squishy pussy was causing my cock to come back to life very quickly, and Erin could feel it pushing against her thigh as it began to grow once more.

With her tits cleaned of my cum I slid up and kissed her cum coated face, first on the lips than her forehead. She had used her fingers to scoop and eat all the cum she could. I told her to run and wash her face while I changed the film and by the time she was done I had the camera back in place and ready for more shots. This time I moved the camera back a little to ensure a full shot of the action. I had Erin get on the sofa this time and aimed the camera so it covered all of the sofa.

I took a couple of quick shots of her on the sofa as she rubbed first her tits then her cunt, then I stepped over to join her. As I approached Erin released her tit and reached for my semi-erect cock. I stepped closer and she pulled my dick to her mouth. I turned to the side and clicked the remote as Erin slid up and down my cock with her warm, soft lips. In a few seconds my cock was like a rock again.

I pulled my dick from Erin's mouth and knelt in front of her. I pulled her right leg out and placed it over my shoulder, exposing the rich, dark pink flesh of her inner lips and walls. I dipped my head and ran my tongue up the velvety lips of her pussy and over her clit, stopping for a moment to suck and nibble on it. Erin began to moan loudly, and tremble as I continued to lick and suck the tender bud. As I sucked I looked up and watched as she played with her tits, squeezing them together then pulling on first one then the other. I pulled away from my task at hand for a moment and said, "Suck your nipple. Just pull your tit up and you can probably at least get your tongue on it."

Rolling her head forward Erin grabbed her left tit and pulled it up towards her mouth. As I watched she began to lick at her hot swollen nipple with her tongue. She stopped for a second and stretched and rolled her neck, loosening the muscles in it, and then she bent. And begin lapping and sucking at the soft flesh.

Continuing to watch her as she sucked her own tit I began to take more photos. As she became more involved with her own tit-flesh I slowly slid two fingers into her cunt. I moved slowly at first, but there was no need to, her pussy was ready for anything. I continued to pump her pussy with my fingers and lick and suck on her at the same time. Soon her moans began to get louder as she neared another climax. Her hands continued to work her tits but her head was thrown back and rolling from side to side.

II reached between my legs and gave my cock a couple of squeezes; it was hard and ready for more. I slipped my fingers from Erin's vagina and rose up on my knees. This put my cock at the perfect position to enter her pussy. I slipped forward on my knees and let the head rest at her entrance for a moment, as I began to push forward Erin pushed her hips forward and drove herself down hard on my dick. In one move I was buried to the hilt in the tightest and wettest pussy I had been near since my years as a teen.

Erin just sat there for a moment before nature took over and she began to rock back and forth on my cock. She would slide almost to the tip of my cock then glide back down slowly until our groins were grinding together. My hips began to work with her and soon we were fucking like a well-oiled machine. The fit and wetness of her cunt coupled with the friction of the seat cushion of the sofa soon had me about to blow another load.

I pulled her towards me and grabbed a tit to bite on; as we separated I could feel the tightening in my balls. Slipping up my cock Erin began to cum, her juices running from around my cock as she moaned loudly, "Oh Godddd!!! Fuck me Daddy, fuck me hard, come on daddy, make your little girl come!!"

She quickly reversed her motion and slammed down hard on my cock. Before I could warn her my cum began to blast from my cock. I looked down as I realized that she might get pregnant and saw our juices as they mingled and flowed from her hot little hole and down my shaft. I lay against her as she fell back against the back of the sofa. I rested my head on her breasts and tried to figure out what we do if she did become pregnant.

I let my cock, now shrinking from its rush of activity, slip from the wetness of her cunt. As I stood to take a seat beside Erin she reached out and grabbed my dick. She quickly sat forward and had my cock in her mouth before I could move. She licked and sucked my clean, taking special care with my ball sac as she turned it from side to side, licking every drop of our juices from them before releasing me. By the time she has finished my cock was beginning to feel like it might like another try with this little goddess.

"Erin, I just came in you. What are we going to do if you get pregnant? What will you tell your moth..."

"Don't worry Daddy. Mommy put me on the pill about 6-monthsd ago. She did just after you left on that last job."

I reached forward and pulled Erin towards me, as my lips clamped around her still swollen nipple, Erin spoke up, "Hi mommy, did you get me anything?"

My life flashed before my eyes. I released Erin's tit from my mouth and turned toward the door, there at the door stood Brandy, with a big grin on her face and bags around her feet. She looked me in the face and smiled then she turned to Erin, "I see your little idea worked. Have you told him everything yet?"

"No," Erin said, "I'm tired, I'll let you tell him, I'm going to take a shower and go to bed." She stood up and walked over to her mother, they shared a kiss that rivaled the ones Erin and I had shared only moments before than she said goodnight and headed for the bathroom.

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It was Saturday December s*******nth 1988. Tyler was playing a video game when his mom came down the stairs. Her high heals clicking quickly across the hardwood floor as she was making her quick exit from the house. He paused as I was sure she was going to give him more instructions about dinner and what time she'd be back. She looked at her self in a nearby mirror and gave one more adjustment on her black mini-skirt, and of her breasts before turning towards him, to fill him in on tonight's...

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Christmas Angel Part 2

I stood alone in a little bathroom cubicle at the market, leaning against the sink. I was breathing heavily, trying to calm myself down. My efforts were not successful. I could still taste Jack in my mouth and feel the sensation of his lips on my neck. I lifted a hand, ran it through my blonde hair, then rubbed my neck with my palm. I moaned and wriggled. Then I danced in excitement with my feet.Then I steeled myself. I hadn't gone to the bathroom to pee. I needed to steady myself, and I...

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Christmas at the burrow

Muggles that saw it would swear, jokingly, that it was held together by magic. Wizzarding folk, on the other hand, would know that that is exactly what is holding it together. A cold biting wind flows and weaves its way around the outside of the building, as if seeking a way in, drawing a fresh flurry of snow with it, which slowly makes its way down to the ground, adding to the drifts which lay all around, the countryside blanketed in pure, unbroken fields of white. Two figures, deeply...

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Christmas Break

Feedback is appreciated. Oh, how I love the hustle and bustle of Christmas. Nothing is better than ten days off from work, holiday vacations, tasty treats, and… oh yeah – the Christmas shopping. The mall is always packed with beautiful Holiday treats this time of year, making it the perfect time for me to do some shopping. I decided to start in the food court and slowly work my way around to all of the hip fashion stores. There was no need to rush; after all, I didn’t want to bring...

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Christmas tree gnome

I am Charlie the gnome. Not the type you would put on a rockery or in the garden. I am too little for that. I am what you might call, a Christmas tree gnome. It is not my fault I am a gnome. It is my master who makes me pay a penance for accidentally setting fir to his implements of wizardry. He as a true wizard, sure enough. If I had any doubts before I know now for certain. He has the audacity to plant me on the Christmas tree with other gnomes and Christmas tree decorations with the...

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Christmas Night

Marilyn Lehman stood at the patio door watching her two sons in the back yard. Jake, 12 years old, was astride his brand new trail bike. Andrew,17, was showing his younger brother the controls. Both boys were dressed warmly. Although it was early afternoon and the sun was coming out, it was still cold. Several inches of snow covered the yard. It was a picture postcard Christmas Day, full of blue skies, cotton clouds, and white snow.Andrew stepped away from the bright green bike. He got the...

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This goes way back, 1967 to be exact and we were living in Southern California. My young wife Billi was four months pregnant. I thought she was very sexy with her little belly and her normally small breasts and nipples enlarging. She had become extremely horny since finding out she was pregnant. We were having sex morning and night and several times on Saturday and Sunday. Christmas was a few days away and she began feeling lonely as her parents had left on a Caribbean cruise and wouldn’t be...

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Christmas Star

CHRISTMAS STAR BY PAUL G. JUTRAS "Today's the day." Carl James called to his twin sister, Jennifer. Both of there are just over five feet tall. Both have the same blonde hair and blue eyes. While Jenn was a supernautral freak, Carl was into math and science. "Love the gangly snowflake earrings." Jen replied. "Let's go downstairs." It was almost seven. Jennifer and Carl had gotten dress early. Now they were joining their parents in preparing for the family christmas...

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Christmas Changes Come In Threes

Christmas Changes Come in Threes By: Alexis © 2007 Wolf-Pup Publishing Prologue Bill looked at himself in the mirror and sighed. 30 years old and alone again on Christmas Eve. Not just alone, he was dressed up in women's clothing. He was wearing plain cotton panties, such as one's mother would wear, tan pantyhose that looked strange on his unshaved legs, and a 48C bra with empty cups. Bill...

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