Date: Fri, 15 May 2020 21:26:51 +0000 From: Strange writer Subject: Shelter in Place 6 Sorry for the delay in getting this part written. Lots of reasons, but I should do better going forward. I anticipate two more parts after this one to wrap up this story. Hopefully it will hold your attention that long! As always, I love getting feedback, especially on a story like this where there are publishing gaps and I'm not sure if anyone is still with me. Drop me a line at strangestorywriter@protonmail.com. If you like this story, my other series are: https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/adult-youth/pinehurst-middle-school/ https://www.nifty.org/nifty/bisexual/adult-youth/surprise-at-the-pool/ This story involves sex between adults and children. Everything that follows is completely made up by me and is 100% fiction. All characters are figments of my imagination, they are not based on real people. Real children do not act this way. If you are not allowed to read this type of story in any way, or are unable to separate fact from fiction, please stop reading. If you enjoy the Nifty archive as much as I do, please consider donating to keep it alive at http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html. Thanks, Strange Writer 12 Bedtime John had a decision to make; push the situation and potentially embarrass his daughter, or pretend like everything was normal and help her save face. He was the only one who saw that she was naked, the boys were only now coming up the stairs, unaware of anything out of the ordinary. She looked at him expectantly, fear on her face as he paused to decide her fate. Finally he made his decision, "How was the movie?" he asked, the tension washing out of Olivia's face. "It was boring," Gwen jumped in to save her, "Autumn fell asleep 20 minutes in," she said gesturing toward the girl sprawled out on the couch. John tried hard not to look down, but he couldn't stop himself from taking a quick glance at his daughter's crotch when he knew that she was looking away. Her pajama shorts were very lightweight and a pale peach color, a poor combo as there was an obvious wet spot forming between her legs, "Why don't you guys head up to bed," John suggested, hoping that they would go before the boys saw her predicament. "Ok, goodnight daddy," Olivia said as she came to him and wrapped her arms around him, hugging him the same way that she had a million times. It was probably his imagination, but John thought that he could smell her arousal, making his well-used penis twitch. "My own daughter, really?" he thought, shocked at his own depravity. Gwen came over too and gave him a sweet, warm, long hug, putting her head on his chest and closing her eyes. Olivia had already scooted upstairs, and the boys had stopped somewhere along their journey upstairs, so they were alone. Gwen raised her head and reached up to give him a quick kiss, "I had fun today," she started, "I can't stop thinking about what we did. And you're a good dad for not embarrassing Olivia." "I don't think I'm that good of a dad," he replied, "I heard that you saw what went on in the hot tub." Gwen smiled, "We did, but I don't think that makes you a bad dad. I bet JJ feels closer to you than ever. And nobody has ever cared about me the way that you do," she continued, "you care if I respect myself, you care if I take care of myself, and you're nice to me when we mess around. My parents only care about work. And the sex is sooooo fun, you're not taking advantage of anyone. Alex and I basically attacked you, and I'm sure that you didn't make JJ do anything that he didn't want to do." "I still don't think that makes me father of the year," John replied. "Whatever you think, but I think that it actually makes you a good dad. You feel closer to JJ, right? It's all ok," she concluded. "I hope that you're right," he said, "lets head upstairs and get everyone tucked in." He scooped up Autumn and held her to his chest with her head on his shoulder. She wore a sleep dress that had pulled up above her waist, so he held her butt under her little girl panties, something that he didn't mind at all, feeling the soft bottom of the youngest houseguest. Olivia and Gwen had negotiated moving Autumn to the guest room so that they could share Olivia's room. Since Autumn was only in there to get her accustomed to the new surroundings, she should be fine now having a room to herself. John laid the youngster down on the double bed and she lay still, not waking at all. As he was about to pull the covers over the little girl, his eyes were drawn to her little mermaid underwear, still exposed under her bunched up sleepwear, and noticed for the first time that they were at least a size too small, and therefore pressed tightly into her crotch, blatantly displaying a nice camel toe. He was struck with a desire to reach down and stroke his finger along her slit, but stopped himself, his remaining morals telling him that the child should consent to such contact. So he took a lingering look at the immature, panty-covered pussy before covering her up and tucking the covers around her. After turning out the light and closing the door, John went across the hall to JJ's room to make sure that they boys had made it into bed from the hot tub. Since he had just left them, it never occurred to John to knock, so he fully opened the door to his 11 year old son's room to find a surprising scene. Neither boy noticed the intrusion, as they were pre-occupied with each other. The towels from outside were discarded behind each boy as they stood in the middle of the room, stark naked, each with one arm behind the other boy as they kissed passionately, the other hand gently stroking their friend's slim cock. The wet smacking sounds from their tongue battle topped with moans from each boy filled the room. John was stunned by the display, and respecting the intimacy of the moment, slunk back outside and closed the door noiselessly, shaking his head in disbelief. Not wishing to repeat the mistake, he knocked on Olivia's door, and was immediately granted entrance. Both girls were lying on their beds, Gwen tucked in, Olivia above the covers and laying on her tummy talking to Gwen on the trundle bed below. John was behind her, and got a nice view of her developing ass, as well as a nice view between her legs where a few hairs and the edge of her vulva was visible up the legs of her pajama shorts, no underwear in sight, and the wet spot that he observed before was still faintly visible. After seeing her naked pubic area downstairs, this view added to his mental picture of his daughter's anatomy. "Hi, daddy," Olivia said cheerily over her shoulder, the incident downstairs apparently forgotten. "Hi guys, just wanted to say goodnight," John answered, briefly tearing his eyes away from the adolescent vagina, "I'll see you guys tomorrow." There was a simultaneus, "Goodnight, daddy," and "Goodnight, Mr, Duncan," and Gwen used the opportunity of Olivia's turned head to blow a kiss to her lover. He closed their door, and was about to head downstairs, but stopped and looked at JJ's door. Unable to stop himself, he put his ear up to the door and listened, first hearing nothing, then a series of soft moans. Figuring that there weren't a lot of secrets between the men of the house, he slowly turned the knob and cracked the door open, where he was treated to gorgeous and erotic sight. The first thing he saw was the familiar ass of Alex as he knelt on the floor, bent over so that his well used hole was spread open for his viewing, his hanging boysack blocking the view of his likely erection. Higher up, his hands were holding on to JJ's butt cheeks, spreading them apart to give him access to the little boy hole. Alex's face was firmly planted between the cheeks, his head moving up and down as he obviously ran his tongue over and over across JJ's sweet anus. It was at this point that John was surprised to hear a very mature moan followed by, "Oh, Alex, keep doing that, it feels so good to me." Stunned by the grown up utterances from JJ and the intimacy of the moment, he once again decided that the boys should have some privacy for their activities, slowly closed the door and headed downstairs to bed. 13 Olivia Unlike the previous two nights, no one joined John in bed, and he got a much-needed rest and recovery from all of the sexual encounters. He rose early the next morning and headed out to the kitchen for his coffee ritual. He felt great, well rested, recovered, and ready to take on whatever the kids might throw at him. Since he didn't expect the kids to be up very early today, John went into the family room and turned on the tv to catch the news. Not thirty minutes later he heard footsteps on the stairs, and checked the clock. Six o'clock, "I wonder who could be up at this hour," he thought. Finally around the corner appeared Olivia, her eyes closed as she stumbled to the couch and flopped down, laying her head on John's shoulder. This was a perfectly normal thing for them, but in light of recent events, seemed a little awkward to John now. Trying to act normal, he put his arm around her, "I guess that we're pretending that nothing happened," he though even though he knew that Olivia had seen her brother giving him a blowjob last night, John had seen her naked vagina, and he knew that there was some sort of oral play going on between her and Gwen. Perfectly normal. Just like he would have before the quarantine, John began to idly rub Olivia's back. She was a good athlete, and her back was very muscular, especially as she had begun to mature approaching her 13th birthday. She made a soft, contented purring sound, and moved her head from his shoulder down to lay on his lap. "That feels nice, daddy," she told him. "Good," he responded, her more prone position giving him easier access to her and letting him run his hands firmly from just above her butt up to her shoulders with deep massages. At first Olivia remained still, but as John dug more into her muscles, she rotated slightly toward her stomach, again improving access, while alternately pressing her cheek into his groin. His cock was pointed downward, so if the contact with his daughter caused any kind of reaction it would be impossible to hide. Olivia held up the bottom of her shirt and asked, "Can you do it on the skin?" Again this was not an unusual request and John put his hand underneath her shirt and rubbed against her smooth, bare back. He immediately was aware that there was no bra strap, thus no bra, and as his hands rubbed closer to her sides, he was unable to avoid contacting the side of her breast. He was hit with a strong desire to continue forward and cup her right tit, but was able to control himself. What he wasn't able to control was the reaction from his genitals. As soon as his penis began to rise, it made contact with Olivia's cheek and was held in place, pressing firmly against her. John was going to lift her off of his lap when he heard her giggle, "I can feel your thing daddy," she said cheerily, turning her head toward him so that she was basically staring at the lump in his pants. "Well, I, um..." he babbled as he tried to come up with words to defend the undefendable. "I saw you last night, daddy," she cut in, "with JJ in the hot tub," and she looked up at him looking for a reaction. "I know that you did," he answered, "Gwen told me." "That's not all that she told me," she said pointedly, "she told me that you did it with her," she told him, looking at him questioningly, not judgingly. "What do you think of all of that?" he asked her. "I get the thing with Gwen, and she told me about Alex, so that surprised me, but the thing with JJ really surprised me," she rattled out, "I didn't know that you liked boys, not that that's a problem, but I was just surprised. I don't know what to think about JJ," she finished. "Well, I don't expect you to completely understand, most people would say that I did something really wrong, but Gwen and Alex were already used to doing sex things, and they instigated it," he attempted to explain, but sounding like a rationalization to his own ears, "JJ was different, but there wasn't anything that we did that he didn't ask to do. I think that he likes boys the same way that I do. And probably girls too," he added. "I think that I think that its ok," Olivia said, "I saw him with you last night and he looked happy," she continued before looking down and saying, "Daddy, do you think about me like that?" John paused, not knowing how to proceed. Olivia had moved onto her elbows, so that her head was propped up, but she was basically staring at his ridiculously tented pants holding his prick from popping up into a more comfortable position, "Well, it would be tough to tell you that I'm not a little excited being near you," he said with a gesture toward his dick, "and I never thought about you guys that way before. I never even thought about Gwen and Alex that way either. But now that its happened, I'm really glad. I feel so close to Gwen and Alex, and playing that way with JJ was really an intense experience, I really felt a connection to him," he finished. Olivia was such a grown up kid that John often fell into over-sharing his thoughts to her in this way. "The connection was your penis in his mouth," she joked to him, shocking John, "I'm sorry, I'm just kidding daddy," she added, "so if everything that you did so far was ok, are you saying that you have thoughts about being with me?" she asked again. He paused, then finally said, "I do have those thoughts, sweetie," he started, "last night, when I saw you in the family room, I was very attracted to you, I just couldn't help being excited by your growing body." "You mean you saw me down there?!" she said with surprise, "I thought that you didn't see." "I saw, and I saw up in your room afterwards," he admitted, "and I liked it." John had restarted stroking her back as they talked, his hands drifting further down, pushing the edge of her shorts down in the back with his motions until he was able to see the smooth divot that announced the start of her ass crack, then focused on that untouched skin below her pant line. "I'm wet, daddy," she said shyly, looking up at him and biting her lip, "would you please touch me, daddy?" For the 4th time in the last 4 days John was completely flummoxed by a huge leap in the stakes of an encounter. Did he give in to his own (and Olivia's) desire? Or was he going to stop himself from committing incest and molesting his own daughter? A week ago the answer would have been obvious, but he lived in a new world, and he knew where his hand was headed, then watched as if it was disconnected from his body as his fingers stroked across her butt before dipping between her legs and touching her maturing pussy through her shorts from behind. The heat coming from her was intense, and he could easily feel her hole as he broke this boundary. He rubbed his finger in a circle over her hole, pushing her shorts a quarter inch inside her, her wetness apparent as the cloth began to dampen. "Oh, daddy," she said with a cry, "that feels sooo good, please keep going," she gasped as she let her head drop back into his lap. He had readjusted his erection so that it pointed upwards, and now lay against his daughters warm cheek. All pretense gone, she didn't pretend not to notice, but instead rubbed her face up and down the cloth covered cock. Olivia rolled over and grabbed her father's hand in hers, pulling her thin shorts open with the other hand and sliding his hand underneath to finally touch her skin as he slid past her mound which was covered in a very thin layer of hair, not the bush of an adult woman, then proceeded down between her legs and over her vagina, tracing a finger along her wet slit. The 7th grader had her eyes closed as she reclined on her father's lap. John couldn't resist, and leaned down, placing a soft kiss on her lips. Her eyes shot back open and she grabbed onto the sides of her father's face and pulled him into a passionate kiss, their tongues wrestling, but the position was awkward and Olivia abandoned her prone position to sit up and turn toward John as they continued to kiss as if they were trying to devour the other. John had never felt this intensity, and pulled the girl sideways into his lap, removing his hands from her pants and stroking over her back and then straying to her belly before sliding his hand underneath her shirt and finally cupping her left breast, a firm mound topped with an erect nipple half the size of a pencil eraser that he flicked between his fingers drawing a gasp from his daughter. "Oh, daddy," she moaned, "please touch me," she pleaded, taking his hand and placing it back between her legs. John knew that the time had come to move forward and slid Olivia off of his lap and onto the couch, positioning her in a sitting pose as John got on the floor between her legs. Grabbing her waistband, he unceremoniously removed her pajama shorts, revealing her pubescent cunt. She was glistening, and John began to explore her wet folds with his fingers before diving in and licking the length of her vagina. Her smell was so intense, maturing but more pleasant than a grown woman, somehow sweeter, and the deviance of the act paired with the intimate feelings toward his daughter made it one of the best tastes of his life as he lapped at her juicy cunt. "Oh my god, daddy, you're licking me!" she cried, "it feels so good," she moaned as she held his head against her pussy. John pointed his tongue and dug into the entrance to her tunnel before dragging it up to her prominent clitoris, pressing two fingers above it to expose the shaft of the sensitive organ as he rolled his tongue around it and occasionally sucked it between his lips causing her to jump and kick her legs. He brought his finger up to her hole and explored the slippery entrance and realized that his finger easily slid into his daughter. Olivia let out a guttural groan as he bottomed out inside her. She was definitely more mature than Gwen, her pussy accommodating the intrusion so easily that he slid a second digit in, stretching open her hole. "Does that feel good, sweetie?" he asked her to which she nodded demonstrating her pleasure, "You taste so good," he told his adolescent daughter. She threw her head back and moaned. John kept his fingers sliding in and out of her warm pussy, but moved up her body with his tongue, pushing her shirt up with his free hand until he uncovered her firm young breasts. Bigger and tighter than Gwen's, they stood out on her chest like cones, not yet having enough weight to fold downward. They were stunning. He took her right breast in her hand inserted half of the tit in his mouth, licking around the circumference before focusing on the nipple, running his tongue back and forth over the hard button. John was unwittingly rubbing himself against Olivia's thigh, which didn't go unnoticed by her. She reached down and grabbed at his pant-covered cock, "I want to see it," she said breathlessly, so John slid his fingers out of her youthful cunt, causing a dissatisfied grunt from his daughter, then got onto his knees beside her on the couch. "You have to take it out if you want it," he told her excitedly, "show daddy what you want," he stated, surprised at his desire for his young daughter. He was still wearing his pajamas, so there was only an easy elastic waistband for her to pull in order to reveal his cock. She did not hesitate, and grasped the waist of his pants in the center just above his throbbing shaft, pulled it outwards and down, his penis falling forwards and bouncing in front of his tween daughter's face. With her other hand, she wrapped her fingers around the warm cock, exploring it's texture, heft and firmness, presumably her first experience holding a man's penis. "It feels hot," she observed, "and soft but hard," she added, then rolled her eyes as if that was a stupid thing to say. "I understand," her father said, his penis flexing as her feathery touch coated his shaft, "its hard inside, but the skin is soft. Have you ever felt one before?" "Daddy!" she said scoldingly. He wasn't sure if that meant, "of course not," or "how could you ask me such a private question". "You know that I've never been with a boy!" she continued, "you're my first boy," she finished and bit her lip suggestively. Olivia was idly stroking his cock, but they were at an impasse. The next step needed to be initiated, but he wasn't going to force himself on his little girl. "What do you want to do?" he asked her, pulling her out of a daze as she stared at the hard cock, "do you just want to touch, or do you want to do something else?" She looked up into her father's eyes, then without saying a word, sat up, leaned forward and extended her tongue, touching it to the spongy tip of his dick, sending a jolt up his spine. "Oh sweet girl, lick my cock," he moaned, abandoning any reluctance to engage in incest with his daughter. She ran her tongue over the length of his prick, exploring the ridges and bumps of the shaft and twirling her tongue over the tip, tasting his precum as it leaked profusely out of his hole. "Take it into your mouth," he instructed, "just cover your teeth," and she let the head through her lips, sinking several inches down the shaft, "go back and forth," he said, and put his hands gently on her head to guide her in a sucking motion. The feeling of her wet warm mouth was exquisite as she slowly stroked him with her tight lips, "Move your hand too," he explained, and she immediately matched her sucking with a stroking hand. "Can you taste my precum?" he asked. Olivia removed his penis from her mouth, "Yes, it's salty," she answered, "not bad. I had heard that sperm tastes gross," she stated, still stroking his erection as she spoke. "Cum tastes different, it's thick and not as sweet," he told her. "Do you want me to cum in your mouth?" he asked boldly, "That's what I did with your brother." Olivia looked up at him while she held her father's penis, "Daddy, I want you to put it inside me," she told him, "I know that I can take it, Gwen put three fingers in me last night. She said that's bigger than your cock. And you put it in her, too, and I'm older. And I've had bigger things in there when I play with myself. I'm ready, daddy, I want it to be you." Her logic worked for John, "Baby, I'd love to make love to you," he said, the thought sending shivers up his spine. He pulled away and got back down between her legs and plunged his tongue back into her wet hole. He dragged his tongue around the entrance to her vagina for a few seconds, but quickly introduced a finger, easily sliding his index finger all of the way inside her body. He flattened his tongue over her clit hood and rolled the erect shaft back and forth while introducing his middle finger, again sliding in easily, "You're wide open for me, Olivia, can I try to put it inside you?" "Yes, daddy," she pleaded, "I want to do it, please," and that was all the encouragement he needed. John stood up and took his pants the rest of the way off, then knelt down between her legs and pulled her butt to the end of the couch. Unfortunately she was still too high for him to enter her from the floor, so he patted the couch, "Lay down here," he told her, encouraging her to lay across the couch with her feet flat on the cushion. John got on his knees between her legs, placed a hand beside her head as he leaned over her, then took his prick and touched it to her pussy, the wet hole feeling amazing on his spongy glans. He rubbed the head in a circle at the entrance to her womb before applying a small amount of pressure and the head began to open her up, sliding easily past the crown followed by the first two inches of his shaft, the tight wetness of her cunt gripping him. His mind was overwhelmed by the realization that not only had he penetrated his own daughter, but by this small act had taken her virginity, the second time that he had done so in the past two days. "Oh," she cried, her face showing either pain or pleasure, he wasn't sure, maybe both. "Are you ok?" he asked her with concern on his face. "Oh yes," she said, "it's just a lot," she added, her face scrunched up as if she was concentrating. "I like you there," she told him, "just don't move, ok?" "You tell me when you feel ok for me to move," he said, then added, "you feel so warm inside, I can't believe how good your pussy feels around my cock," reveling in using this perverted language with his daughter. Her face slackened momentarily as she got a shocked look from his statement, but then broke into a sly smile, "Gwen said that you were a pervert," she said, "I feel ok daddy, you can try more." John didn't need any more encouragement, slowly pushing his hips forward as her preteen vagina opened for him allowing his shaft to penetrate unabated. He could almost feel ridges inside her as she squeezed him so tightly, but he was able to penetrate two-thirds of the way into her before progress slowed. Olivia closed her eyes, occasionally squeezing them as John pulled out slightly and pushed back in, but not gaining any ground. The feel of her around him was amazing, and he leaned forward, seeking out her lips. This caused a jump from Olivia as he lightly brushed against her until she grabbed the back of his head and pulled him down onto her, her tongue seeking his. Similar to Alex, the kissing seemed to cause a reaction in the girl's ability take more of him into her tunnel. In a rush, he felt her open to him, her walls loosening and becoming more moist as they seemed to part and allow his entire manhood to slide into her until his pubic hair pressed against her clit. "I'm all of the way inside you," he moaned, "oh it's so incredible," he gushed as he pressed his pubic bone against her, bringing out a groan from the clitoral stimulation. "You can move, daddy," she said, "I want you to fuck me," she said, smiling slyly up at him. John moved back slightly, then bottomed out again while Olivia grunted, "Oh, daddy, you're fucking me, daddy, oh, oh," as he picked up a very slow rhythm. He moved his hips up on her body so that his pubic bone made contact with her clitoris, then fucked her by rocking back and forth over the sensitive nub, something that her mother used to like when they actually had sex. Olivia's tight body below him was so sexy; she was strong, but still small, still a child, she was becoming a woman, so her pussy was able to open for him remarkably easily, but was still incredibly tight. Even though her warm tunnel felt tight, it was yielding to him, and the warm sheath combined with a copious flow of wetness from her coating his cock were more stimulation than he was going to be able to stand for very long. Her entrance grabbed him as he pulled out and expanded when he pushed in sending chills through his body. "I'm not going to last much longer," John panted as his thrusts got quicker, Olivia resting her head back and grunting at each intrusion, "I'm going to cum." "Oh, cum daddy, in me," she begged. He wanted so badly to unload inside her, but knew that she was unprotected, their act so far already completely risky, "I can't, baby, I can't get you pregnant," he gasped. "Oh, please, it's my first time, I won't get pregnant," she pleaded, shocking John that she was begging for his semen, "I want it to shoot in me." John was pounding into her this whole time, and was quickly reaching a climax, "I can't baby, but you'll get to see it shoot," he told her, "oh, sweetie, daddy's going to cum all over you," he moaned as he felt the familiar tingle start behind his balls. "Oh, daddy," she moaned, "it feels so good, I'm going to cum daddy," she added as she grabbed onto his ass and started pulling herself franticly against him, urging him to fuck her faster and harder, bottoming out with each thrust. "Oh, daddy!" she screamed, then held him in place, her tunnel contracting around his cock as she was wracked with her orgasm, at first frozen in place, then shaking with the the contractions of her climax before collapsing back, her whole body relaxed, laid out in complete submission to her thrusting father. The sensation in John's balls quickly moved forward as he watched his daughter writhe through her orgasm, and he thrust several more times into her warm tunnel, finally plunging in one more time and pulling out of his daughter's wet pussy, he frantically started to jerk his own cock as his orgasm overtook him and the first contraction started. "Here it comes, oh baby! Look at daddy's cum," he blurted as the first volley of semen shot out of his prick, splashing down onto her stomach followed by several more shots that he aimed at her adolescent pussy mound as he gasped for air. He came a ton, covering her abdomen with ropes of thick sticky jizz. Without thinking, he reached down and ran his hand through the cum and rubbed it into her puffed up pubis and across her heaving belly, then spreading it up her body, stroking her breasts one last time before collapsing next to her on the couch. John pulled her to him and they started to make out again, both rolling onto their sides to press their spent bodies against each other. As they basked in the afterglow of their incestuous sex, they became somewhat giggly, amazed at what they had done. "So what have you had that was bigger than a penis?" John asked, raising an eyebrow. Olivia cast her eyes down shyly, "I started with sharpies and thick pens," she said, "but when I got used to them I wanted to stretch more, so I heard people talk about using vegetables," she gave a small laugh, "I thought that it was ridiculous, but then I tried a carrot, and that was great, until I got to the cucumber, that's my favorite," she admitted. "What do you do with them after you stick them in your vagina?" Olivia looked down again, "I put them back." John laughed, "So you sit and watch your family eat things that you've masturbated with?" "Everything has to be peeled, it's not like it goes straight into anyone's mouth. I really needed them anyway, so it wouldn't have mattered either way," she admitted. John was a little surprised, "And what about Gwen? You said that she had three fingers inside you. How long has that been going on?" "Not too long," she answered, "maybe the last month or so we have messed around a little, just touching, and we like to kiss. As much experience as Gwen has with boys, she never kisses them, so she likes when we make out. Then the other night she licked me for the first time and it was so great. I tried it later on, and now we do it all day when we get a chance." John thought about the timeline, and realized that Gwen must have eaten out his daughter, then come downstairs and had sex with Alex and him. He couldn't believe that she kept that to herself! 14 Autumn While caressing his daughter as he lay facing the room from the couch, John's eye was caught by motion in the kitchen, and realized that Autumn was sticking her head around the corner. Not aware yet that John was looking at her, she continued with her activity, which involved her hand stuck down the front of her Little Mermaid panties, her Frozen nightshirt held up with her other hand as she appeared to be masturbating herself. The cute blond girl had her hair pulled back in a messy pony tail, showing off her pretty blue eyes, button nose and full lips. There was no use hiding, she'd seen them naked at least and probably much more, so John said, "Autumn honey, did you like what you saw?" Autumn jumped, pulling her hand out of her underwear and dropping her shirt while Olivia gasped and looked over her shoulder, covering her cone shaped tits with her hands."It's ok, sweetheart," he said to Olivia, "she's already seen us," and then addressed Autumn, "come over here sweet girl, take a closer look." She slowly walked into the family room, staring at John's wilted penis, "I heard noise," she said plainly. "Sorry, we didn't try very hard to be quiet," John told her, "I saw your hand was inside your panties, did you touch yourself while you were watching?" "Yes," she said, "I like to rub my pee-pee, it feels nice." Olivia laughed out loud, "Call it your pussy," she blurted with a chuckle, relaxing in the little girl's presence. Autumn blushed at the swear word, although she had heard a lot worse since moving into John's house. John was feeling emboldened in his relaxed state, and suggested, "You can see what we look like without clothes on, how do you feel about taking your clothes off?" Autumn smiled shyly, then pulled up her shirt, grabbed the front of her panties and pulled them down, exposing her bare pussy. She was way behind the other girls in development, the contrast with Olivia striking. She had a very prominent mons above a tight pair of lips with her button exposed at the top of her hidden hole. John had seen that mound before when she wore her gymnastics uniform, but never dreamed that he'd get to see it uncovered. "Can I touch you?" he asked her before he even knew that the words were coming out of his mouth. Autumn giggled and snapped her undies back and dropped her dress, "No, that's my privates," she scolded. "Well, Olivia let me touch her privates," he said, and reached down to stroke his daughters pussy lips as she smiled at Autumn, "she likes it. And so do Gwen and Alex and even JJ," he was surprised by his own voice as he listed the children that he had sex with during the lockdown. Autumn had the only genitals in the house that he hadn't had his mouth on. The young girl stood still, not wavering one way or the other. "Would you like to touch our privates?" he asked her, edging her closer, "I saw how curious that you were. Did you see me cum on her? Do you know what that means?" Autumn nodded her head, "I know about sex," she said, "all of the kids talk about it." "Here," he said, gesturing toward Olivia's abdomen, "do you want to see it?" he asked. Autumn walked right up to Olivia's naked body and stared at the drying semen still glistening on her belly. "Do you like seeing us naked?" Would you let Olivia touch you?" Olivia looked at him with surprise, but didn't seem to mind the idea. "I guess," Autumn answered, so John maneuvered around Olivia to exit the couch, Autumn's eyes following his flaccid cock as it flopped around between his legs. "Here sweetie," he told her patting the couch, "have a seat here. Olivia, help her with her panties," the girl sat down and Olivia kneeled between her legs as the two of them grabbed her underwear and pulled them under her butt and down her legs so that her chubby bald pussy was revealed in all of its beauty. "That's really nice, Autumn," John told her, "you have such a pretty pussy," to which Autumn covered her mouth and laughed when he used the dirty word, "Olivia, go ahead," he said to his daughter, indicting that it was ok to touch the little girls vagina. Olivia took her finger and ran it gently up the slit tucked between her legs, causing Autumn to laugh and kick, the sensation being more like a tickle than a sexual touch. "Use a little more pressure," he told his daughter, "or she'll only feel it tickling." Olivia took the advice and pressed her thumb onto the little girls slit and rubbed it in a tight circle and Autumn calmed down and quickly got heavy eyelids as the pleasurable feelings began. "Lets take this off," John said, tugging gently at the bottom of her nightshirt and began sliding it up. She gave no resistance, even helping him to work it over her head and off of her arms revealing her flat child's chest and small nipples. John didn't bother asking, as Autumn seemed to quickly be warming to the experience, and he reached over and ran his hand over her chest, caressing her nipples at the same time. "Is it ok if I touch you too?" he asked her, and Autumn nodded her head. John let his hand slide down over her belly, which hadjust the last signs of baby fat, down onto her mound, he loved this area with it's smooth skin where pubic hair would eventually grow. Like JJ, she was bald there, and it was very exciting to John to touch a girl so young. Looking down at Olivia, he saw her stick her thumb in her mouth, then bring it to the hood of Autumn's immature clitoris, gently rubbing her directly on the hooded nub. This was having a positive effect on Autumn, as she began to breath heavily. "Autumn," Olivia started, "how long were you watching us? Did you see daddy lick me down here?" Autumn nodded her head, "Gwen and I do that to each other," Olivia continued, "would you like me to lick you here?" she finished while stroking up and down her preteen slit. John was surprised by how eager Olivia was to play with the little girl. Autumn looked sleepy, and just nodded her head again, "Ok," she said quietly. Olivia used her thumbs to gently spread the chubby labia, exposing her tight ring of a hole, and placed her tongue right at Autumn's entrance, licking around the hole and pressing her tongue into the center. "Oh," Autumn cried," then fell silent as she stared down at the older girl licking at her previously untouched genitals. While Olivia worked on Autumn's pussy, John stroked his hands all over the little girl's body, then put a finger to her chin and turned her toward him, "Can I have a kiss, pretty girl?" John asked. Autumn didn't answer, smiled slightly at the idea and positioned herself to meet him. John lowered himself to her, drawn to her full lips and touched them with his own, lingering there, even gently licking them as their kiss grew more intense. When they separated, Autumn's lips and the area around them were glistening with their mixed saliva and she gave a sly smile, acknowledging that they had done something naughty. "Did you like that kind of kiss? Its different than normal, right?" "I like it," she answered, finding her voice, but a little out of breath, "it's grown-up," she added. "That's nice," he answered, "do you want to kiss me while Olivia licks your nice pussy?" he asked her, purposely swearing to see if it shocked her. She didn't even flinch this time, just leaned back up to him and gave a smile as she parted her lips slightly. John wrapped his arms around the little girl, slightly rolling her upper body toward him, and again brought his lips to hers. She responded more forcefully this time, wrapping her arms around his neck and holding him to her as his adult mouth devoured her small one, her tongue peeking out occasionally for him to take between his lips and suck on. Olivia was redoubling her efforts, John could hear the wet sounds of her smacking and sucking on the little vagina, while Autumn became more and more active, holding herself against John while rolling her hips and pushing her pubis up to bounce off of Olivia's nose. Finally the sensations were too much, and Autumn released her grip on John's neck with another, "Oooh," followed by deep heaving breaths as her small body awoke to the wonderful sensations that her friend was providing. Olivia had been using her fingers to touch all over the girl's vagina, but now wrapped her arms around her legs, spreading them in order to open her bare cunt to her exploring tongue, then began licking with vigor, sensing a peak coming from the little girl. Autumn responded with a series of gasps and moans, while John returned to caressing her smooth bare body, "Let it go," he advised her, "let yourself feel good, don't fight it," he continued. Autumn didn't seem to need the advice as she continued to rub her bald pussy against Olivia's face before suddenly stopping and gasping, "Oh, Oh!" as her first orgasm hit her small frame, her legs shooting straight out before she started to have barely perceptible spasms, her pussy snapping on Olivia's tongue before finally releasing her muscle tension, and falling back onto the couch, her chest heaving as she came down from her peak. Olivia looked up from between her legs and gave her a smile, her face slick with her own saliva mixed with the small amount of wetness that the ten-year old was able to produce. "That was nice, huh?" Olivia asked. "Uh, huh, " Autumn answered dreamily, "I see why you guys like to do it." John continued to rub his hands on the girls body, covering the whole area from her neck to her mons. Finally Autumn propped herself up on her elbows and looked down at her wet pussy as if seeing it for the first time. Olivia stood up in front of her, giving a nice contrast between the development of the two girls, Autumn still a child, Olivia looking so much more mature in comparison. "I'm going to go take a shower," then leaned down and gave her father a kiss, followed by a peck on Autumn's lips, "that was a nice morning," she said, "Autumn, do you want to come shower with me?" she asked as she extended her hand to the girl. Autumn took her hand and said, "Sure!" as she stood up with Olivia's assistance. They gathered up their discarded pajamas, but didn't bother getting dressed, and John was treated to the nice view of the two preteen asses as the walked out of the room. He collapsed back onto the couch, still disbelieving. If he had set out to conquer all of the kids in the house, he would have finally succeeded this morning with his dual first encounters, first with his own daughter, then with the least sexually mature person in the house. What a week it had been. John found his pants and slid them on, and decided to check his email while he waited for the other children to wake up. He noticed a message from Ben Anderson. John felt a little guilty that he hadn't reciprocated with anything for him after he had shown John the video of himself fucking his nephew. The email read, "Hey buddy, give me a call when you get up, I have a proposal, Ben." John was a little apprehensive, although Ben had shown himself to be very well-meaning, so it was most likely harmless. He'd give him a call shortly. Then he remembered seeing the two boys together last night. "I wonder what they got up to after I left?" he thought, and couldn't wait to pick Alex's brain when they came downstairs.