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Chapter one; Alex's awakening.
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Eleven year old Alex’s body sat curled in sideways, fidgeting a top her father’s lap. Following two hours of resting and absorbing his musk, the movie script reeling through her imagination finally ended.

Another fantastical adventure of how she and her daddy got lost while hiking. Of course though, he had safely guided her past the most dangerous obstacles and complications to return them back home. It was just the two of them, in the woods; and her daddy caught, held on, and touched her so many times in his so welcome protection. He gave her all the attention in the world to show his unequaled love and she candidly accepted every little subtle glance she wrote into the fantasy. As much as she wanted to go back however, and dwell hours longer on infinitely keener details, the ending to this particular script left her a bit too fidgety.

Most frequently, she ended her great sagas with the two of them falling asleep together, her in his arms on his big soft bed. But increasingly, beyond the hidden gestures that somehow snuck into all the affection he gave, her dad had been extending the endings into a more prominent role in the plotline. Alex’s mind wasn’t as content as it used to be in having its hero just simply carry her into bed and fall asleep; he of late engaged in further recreation with her in that bed prior to the sleeping part. Massaged her a bit, sometimes gave her a bath; even though she was eleven, he washed her. And this particular story ended on an all time most curious note.

Alex’s small fingers curled over her father’s hard belly. She squinted to herself half in embarrassment, half in annoyance. Her body was full of energy but so desperately, she wanted to lie still and not disturb her daddy.

In this individual ending, Alex’s mind quickly made point that in all her father’s heroic deeds, he turned out a little scratched up and even more dirty than she. The coy solution she managed had been something she witnessed her mom do with daddy. They took a shower together. Her father and herself in the rain of hot steamy water, and they were both totally naked; he was naked. She lent her aid in scrubbing the dirt from his back and even giggled when she not too accidently ran her curious fingers over his bare butt cheeks.

Alex’s small hand lightly glided down over her father’s shirt, making welcome contact onto his jeans. Leisurely, she took full advantage of his sleeping stature and timidly pressed her fingertips down between the planes of his butt and inside of the armchair. A smile crossed her childish lips as she constricted her hand, unraveling flashbacks of the minutes prior.

Hastily with more instinct than conscious preparation, the muscles in her torso acted heaving her upper body back from her father’s chest. She had lifted half the shirt from her braless figure before her brain even registered what was happening or why. In that moment, she accepted such an impulse as fate and continued with interest. With a drop of that fabric from her little grip, she returned to daddy’s torso hugging her bare skin into his shirt. The movement left the squeezed mass swaying a bit in waking tension.

Hearing him moan and flex his muscles in rousing liberation, Alex hummed into one of his pecks. Jonas wrapped his arms around his little girl and took the naked flesh of her back into his gripping fingers. The little girl squinted at the overwhelming feeling of protection it gave her. Seconds later, another vibration ran through her bones as she felt the man she squeezed so hard inhale the scent of her hair.

“I love you daddy,” Alex cringed in suppressed excitement.

“I love you too honey,” his soft sleepy voice hummed back. “You a little warm or something?”

“No,” she said, wiping her face from his chest and replaced it with her cheek.

“Why’s your shirt off then?”

“It’s a game, kind of. I feel safer when it’s off and I’m with you. I don’t know why though.” Her father drew in one more breath through her scalp and pulled his neck up straight.

“Well, if your shirt’s not protecting you, then I guess I have to. And I guess you trust me more than your shirt. Does that sound about right?”

“Yeah,” Alex remarked with a bit of enthusiasm. “Can I take off my pants and underwear and socks so I feel really safe than?”

“Mommy’s going to home soon enough and I don’t quite know how she would react to that scene, so let’s not.”

“Tomorrow maybe?” Alex persisted.

“How about tonight you talk with her about it,” he replied catching possibly what might be really going on. “I’m sure she’ll be more than happy to answer any questions and help you out with this stuff.”

“What stuff?”

“Mmmm, well, these new ideas of yours.”

Alex quickly pushed up and stared into her father’s eyes. She struggled as hard as she could to determine whether or not he could read her mind. Did he know what she just fantasized about? Daddy just looked back warmly with an added mix of confusion and alarm. Alex smiled. It was a lucky guess, he was bluffing. But she was starting to like the new idea of asking mom questions about all of this stuff.

And not a moment later did her mom walk through the front door.

The armchair’s backside notably faced that front door leaving the two females looking face to face. The mother squinted a bit noticing her daughter’s naked shoulders popping above her husband’s head. It gave the simplest guessed appearance that the whole rest of the eleven year old’s body followed suit in bare exposure. Questioningly, she walked quickly to and above her spouse to catch a better view of the shocking sight.

“Warm in here, is it?” she asked just seeing the shirt only gone.

“Yeah,” Alex retorted swiftly. Her body was secreting sweat fast under the new circumstances. She saw that look on her mom’s face and how she near immediately raced through the room to find her pants still on. The sensations of what could have happened if her pants weren’t on exhilarated her. “I’m gonna take a shower now, I feel dirty,” she said smearing with her fingers some of her perspiration over one of her lower ribs.

She climbed off her daddy and could barely even wait until she closed the bathroom door before her thumbs were down her bottoms and them down to the floor. Never in her life had she felt the way she just had.

After her progressively heating shower, the family of three ate dinner, watched television, and got ready for bed.

Alex knew something was up. Rarely did they all together watch television, especially her daddy. More often than the TV did he sit down and play something with her; whether it have been blocks, a board or card game, wrestling, or even finger painting. If it wasn’t that, then he was in his office doing freelance projects on his computer.

It was after she got ready for bed that she was presented with that something. Before she could go to her mother in private, just as she tugged the nightgown over her panty-laden body, she walked in.



“Nooo,” Alex cried, “I’m not thinking about sex at all.” Both she and Riley sat on her bed. After an awkward introduction, Alex finally understood what her mom was trying to talk to her about.

“Daddy already gave me those talks and he said I could ask him anything anytime about it. This isn’t sex. I thought that’s why he wanted you to talk to me, because it’s different or something.”

“Well honey, it’s not sex, but it relates to it. And your father thinks that he talking to you about this particular situation would be less effective than me.”

“I don’t want to talk about this anymore,” Alex pouted, anger rising in her voice.

“Okay,” her mother comforted, “let’s just do questions and answers than. That’s all; you don’t have to ask me anything you don’t want to, but you can ask me anything your mind can possibly think up.”

“Fine,” the little girl said harshly knowing this was the only way out of the talk before she broke into a tantrum. “Can I walk around the house naked tomorrow?”

Her mom sighed heavily.

“If you absolutely need to,” she said as her daughter nodded her head, “when I get home, you can.”

“Why not with just me and daddy?”

“Well, daddy has told you why not to do certain things around other people beside us, hasn’t he?”

“Yeah, but that means I can still do it around you two.”

“Well, each of us do have our own breaking points where we can’t be trusted with too much of a good thing.”

“You mean me being naked is super good for daddy?”

“No, well. It’s not you being naked. Daddy’s has seen you naked lots of times. It’s just that now because you’re older and you sometimes say or do certain things to play into a situation to get what you want, with you being naked, you could potentially get your father to do something that will hurt you without you knowing it until it’s too late.”

“Like what?”

“Well, let’s see. If you were naked with daddy for a whole day, what would be some stuff you would want to do with him?”

Alex blushed.

“I don’t know; just normal stuff like every other day.”

“Aah, this is a lot harder than I thought. I wish I could start over.”

“Wait, you said this was about sex. Are you talking about me and daddy having sex?” Alex’s face went wide with shock and confusion not knowing what to make with her revelation.

Riley went speechless. It took more than a few seconds to think past her victoriously beaming daughter to get her vocal tract working again.

“N-NO! That’s not what I was saying. I said it was related to sex.”

“How do me and daddy relate to sex? Like if we were to play house and we were husband and wife.” Alex’s mind was sparking with idea’s she had never thought of before. “Or play zoo, and be like that one time when we saw the one lion on top of the other.”

“Alex, Alex, stop; just stop thinking. Here, let’s go to mommy and daddy’s room. You can sleep with us tonight. No sense in leaving you alone to your thoughts.” Very quickly, Riley pulled her daughter up and walked her from her own bedroom to the master’s where her husband awaited in bed already.

“What’s going on?” he asked seeing Alex dragging behind her mom.

“She’s sleeping with us tonight and this has been that last time I talk with her about anything relating to the subject.”

“Mom thinks we’re going to have sex,” Alex said as a joke. Neither of the adults found it as funny as the eleven year old did. The mother looked with pleading eyes to her husband.

“Alright, everybody calm down and come to bed.”

The two girls obeyed, Alex running and jumping into the middle right next to her father. As Riley settled down, her daughter was pushed over her whining.

“Why can’t I sleep next to you daddy?”

“Just not tonight, that’s all honey.”

“Aaaah…”

As awake as Alex was, pushing farther and farther past her regulation bedtime, she soon fell asleep. Whispers soon broke the silence.

“It all happened so fast, I don’t even remember how I got on the subject.”

“It’s okay honey. I’ll try to straighten things up tomorrow while you’re at work.”

“She’s only eleven and now her head is swarming with those thoughts. It’s too early.”

“It’s all okay. She started it. It was bound to happen soon enough. At most, you pushed it up a few months. Probably just a few weeks. Her imagination would have quickly enough began running wild given her current curiosities. And it’s better now just a few weeks into the summer than at the start of next school year.”

“Yeah, I guess you’re right.”

“We’ll have her on track to safe sexuality before she starts the sixth grade in the new middle school. By then she won’t be able to be fooled by her peers into childish games of sex play for meaningless acceptance from boys that only want one thing.”

“Speaking of sex play...” His wife responded while slipping her hand down his boxers. “You know our daughter brought up the lion exhibit during our talk in reference between you too.” She pulled herself closer and took his neck into her teeth.

Alex rolled over and took her mother’s back into her sleeping arms.

“How about we leave it at this and live in the anticipation for tomorrow night,” Jonas suggested, feeling the daughter not quite in her deepest sleep.

“Anticipation aye, well I do have to pick up some more pills from the pharmacy tomorrow.”

And reluctantly, the two removed their hands from each other’s privates and fell asleep.

The next morning, Alex was as energetic as ever. Thoughts of the night before still blanketed her mind but she thought it best not to voice them; rather, she’d take a different approach on learning more. A few hours into roaming the house trying to look busy while thinking, she finally decided on something.

She opened the back patio door and walked out to the pool. Painstakingly, she pulled the heavy tarp off the skin of the water, checked the pH and added a bit of chlorine. She walked back to the patio door and inhaled the smell of a swimming pool slowly drifting into the house. Then she charged into the living room and jumped onto her daddy.

“Uh oh,” he said lightheartedly, “somebody is in the mood to lose a wrestling match.”

Alex giggled as she slipped her tiny body off his and ran around the chair. Her daddy followed and chased her into the dining room under the table. As he was getting up from underneath, he was pounced on and shaken wildly by a giggling girl. Before he could get a hold of her though, she was off him and out the patio door. Jonas met her grin from the other side of the pool.

The little girl bent forward flexing her arms as a challenge. Her father accepted and was off running around the pool. The tall dark wooden fence around them reverberated muffled echoes as the two clashed, aggressively exchanging roars. Alex’s frame rose high above the ground and over her father. She twisted and pushed her weight toward the pool and in quick reflex felt her father pull her down into his chest as he lost footing and fell backwards into the water. Both of them sent a massive splash into the air where the wrestling match continued half submerged.

Feeling the increased mass of his waterlogged clothing and watching his daughter so ignorantly attack him unsupervised, Jonas squeezed away toward the house and began climbing out.

“Oh no you don’t,” Alex laughed boldly grabbing the bottom of a leg on his pants. She gripped with all her force as her father hauled himself free with even more; the resulting action of his pants being pulled with his boxers down his waist. Finally Alex’s fingers ripped free from exhaustion where she too climbed out of the pool to follow her crawling daddy.

Jonas made it into the dining room before he collapsed himself onto the floor and rolled onto his back. Alex giggled as she could see his pubic hair and the base half of his penis pulled down into his half drawn boxers.

“Get my medicine honey.”

Alex’s smile faded promptly as her body went firm. She jerked up and ran over to the kitchen, pulling open a cabinet door. Filling a cup halfway at the sink, she returned with a pill and the water. Instantly as she fell to her knees, she dropped the pill down his mouth and began drizzling the liquid into his open jaw. He swallowed. All she could do than was wait, so she climbed her wet body onto his and laid down.

Approximately two minutes later, she twitched and jolted out of a newly forming fantasy into a tickle fight she was rapidly losing. The two rolled over with Alex relocating to the ground below her father. Jonas stopped soon enough though noticing that his daughter’s hands weren’t fighting back, but had instead pushed her pants and panties a foot down her legs completely exposing her prepubescent, water soaked slit.

“Now we’re the same,” she panted trying to regain her breath. Her father looked down his own body than to notice that the flaccid shaft of his penis was dangling down just above his eleven year old’s exposed sex organ. Not a single second passed by before the little hanging manhood twitched and began growing.

Alex had never seen anything like it. She had remembered seeing his penis before long ago, but never had it moved on its own, or start to grow.

“Neat.”

Her daddy immediately rolled off from her and pulled his pants up.

“What’s happening?” she asked.

“Nothing.”

“You said you would always tell me the truth.”

“Alright, alright. Let’s change into dry clothes and then I’ll explain.”

“Can we change together?”

“No.”

“Why not? Why don’t you like me anymore?”

“What-? I still like you.”

“Why do push me onto mom now then?”

“Honey, let’s talk about this after we change.”

“Fine.”

Alex sat up and finished removing her pants and underwear. She pulled the shirt from her body and removed each sock as her father stood up.

“You shouldn’t track all that water through the house,” she yelled angrily as he walked away from her. Her eyes began to dampen in frustration and then she snapped several moments after she lost sight of him.

Alex jumped up and began screaming as she ran upstairs into her room. She slammed the door shut and climbed beneath her covers where she shoved her head under the pillow and continued screaming tears from her eyes.

After a half hour, with her cries becoming silent, Jonas walked into the room and sat on the bed with her. His comforting hand ran up her back between her shoulder blades, back down, and then repeated countless times over her covering blanket.

“Can I see you honey?” he asked to the pillow covering her face.

“No,” she half yelled through the muffling of that pillow. “I’m naked and every time I’m naked, you and mom act different to me and I don’t like it. I got your stupid point. I'll always wear clothes and never be curious again.”

“I just want to see your face,” he said as he slowly removed the pillow. “There’s nothing wrong with being naked and definitely nothing wrong with being curious.”

“It’s just that I’m ugly and you can’t stand the sight of me.”

“It’s the exact opposite.”

“That doesn’t make sense.”

“How about this; one thing. Any one thing in the world, you pick one thing that you want to do with me, and we’ll do it. What’s the most curious thing in your mind that you can think of that you want to do with me? And I promise I won’t push it onto your mom. Just me and you, and mom won’t even know. Just like old times.”

Alex smiled and rolled over under her blankets. She thought hard. Very hard. The most curious thing she could think of that had nothing to do with her mom. Her mom. Curious.

“Okay, I want to take a shower with you.” It was beyond the most extreme idea she ever thought could possibly come to fruition in real life. It was the absolute most daring thing she had ever thought of doing. Just saying it sent shivers through her body.

“Alright then. Tomorrow. We’ve got lunch and then my nap before mom comes home today. But tomorrow when she’s gone. And I won’t tell her so it’s just between me and you.”

Alex was shaking in fear. It was actually going to happen. Quickly enough, excitement began breaking through. Then more emotions started scratching their way into her mind.

“I’ll go start on lunch and let you get dressed now,” he said as he patted her chest and turned to get up. He caught himself before standing and rested his hand firmly on her. “Oh, and you know about the rule’s of the pool.”

“I know, I’m sorry,” Alex said paying only enough attention to finish their little talk. “I only wanted you to watch me swim. I never meant for you to go in.”

“Well, be more careful next time. Especially when you’re trying to tug me back into the water.”

Alex blushed at her defeat as he looked down to her. Soon enough though, his departing complaints left her quickly to be replaced with everything before it.

Then, just when she thought life couldn’t contain more emotions, something new; a feeling she never in her existence felt before unraveled itself underneath the fixed touch her daddy’s strong hand gave over the blanket covering her bare-naked girl chest. A sensation like nothing else had spiked through her nude body from his subtly squeezing grip just around her nipple.

The rest of the day seemed to fly by from anticipation and fear. She and her daddy had sandwiches and chips for lunch and watched game shows together until he fell into his nap. Alex was too fidgety to turn the TV off and lose herself in a fantasy like she so often did while not at school.

Her mom came home before daddy was awake. She walked up to the two cuddled together in the chair before the television and took his lips into hers with an unusual passion. She pulled free feeling him just barely coming out of sleep.

“Can I try that?” Alex asked with interest.

“That’s not the type of kiss I think you would like.”

“Never know until you try,” she responded while leaning in to mimic the lip lock.

Coming more fully into wake, her father returned the lover like kiss with his tongue. Feeling that break her lips to enter her mouth, Alex pulled back in surprise gasping. Her dad opened his eyes with quite a shock while his wife laughed watching their daughter wipe her teeth against her shirt sleeve.

“Daddy licked inside my mouth.”

“I told you I didn’t think you would like it.”

After dinner, Alex and Jonas went into the playroom (really a second living room without the furniture) and using wooden blocks with an unfinished hot wheels racing track and a few cars, played some bowling, seeing who could strategically knock down more blocks or who could build a structure able to withstand more hits. The builder earned extra points for the taller the building was.

Riley shuffled through the newspaper unable to concentrate much. More than a few times, she found herself in the doorway of the room watching her husband and daughter laughing and playing together. She was waiting for that time where that so deliciously salty chicken she had set out for Jonas to cook kicked in.

“I’ll be right back; I’m going to get something to drink. No moving any blocks, I got it memorized,” Alex bluffed.

Riley jumped a bit at her chance.

“You two finish up, it’s almost bedtime. I’ll get you a drink sweetie so you don’t have to worry about your father cheating.”

Neither Alex nor Jonas ever kept score in their games, they only ever guessed at who probably won, which more often than not and surprisingly to any honest observer, turned out to be Alex.

As the two finished up by together constructing the biggest, most wobbly building they could, Riley dissolved a child safe sleeping pill into Alex’s juice. By the time she got back to the living room, the first vehicle off the track, a heavy dump truck, just slammed into a single crucial support block, knocking the entire structure down in a most spectacular mess.

While Jonas piled the blocks into a large container, Alex gulped down her glass of juice. Pulling the car tracks apart, Alex spoke.

“Can I sleep with you guys tonight again? My bed is all wet.”

“Of course you can,” Riley consoled so motherly.

Finishing the cleaning, the three headed off to their respective bedrooms to change. As Jonas pulled the covers down to get in bed, Alex walked in with a little toothpaste smeared on her cheek looking about to pass out on the spot. She climbed down the middle of the bed by her daddy and fell deep asleep almost instantly.

Riley smiled as she flipped her daughter onto her back, stood up and removed her nightgown to expose her naked body. She crawled back on over top her lover and slowly tugged down his boxers while his arms crossed and flexed before her in removing his shirt. The thirty-five year old woman dropped her pouting pussy lips onto her two year junior husband’s hard cock.

Jonas reached up and took a hold of her breast, pushing her to the side over their sleeping eleven year old daughter. They rolled above her body and switched positions. Looking down to his wife with his unconscious little girl laying right next to them, he pulled back his pelvis, realigned himself, and slid through the wet crack between his wife’s legs. Her mouth exhausted a most yearning sigh of relief.

In and out, he began gliding through the woman staring up at him. Her moans grew in speed and volume. Jonas slumped down and pushed his face into hers, sucking her voice into his mouth as his man organ moved so snuggly through her lubricant soaked tunnel.

Near endlessly his manhood squeezed through the woman’s body. His sounds of slurping and sinking through the coveted opening linking her legs filled the silence. An unconscious child six inches away, saturated both their minds. Those so tender lips that waited in locked tight seal through anticipation for a whole night and day now circled around a large throbbing, pistoning cock.

Riley pushed up on her husband’s chest unlatching their jaws. Just one strand of saliva strung and snapped between their gulping breaths.

“I’m cumming. Just a second away,” she nearly squeaked.

Her head dropped to her right and looked to the sleeping little girl beside. Their faces were staring to each other. One unconscious, one squeezing back an orgasm. And then her hips bucked up in quakes.

Up and up they pushed as her husband began short powerful jabs into her body.

“Touch her, touch her honey,” his wife quivered. “Squeeze her chest.”

Jonas had to ball his hands into tight, tight fists not to obey the unconscious girl’s mother. He already found it impossible to take his eyes from her peacefully sleeping body.

Her dripping butt settling back onto the mattress, Riley reached down and lifted the hem of their daughter’s nightgown, revealing her eleven year old panties. She hiked it up enough to show even her belly button. Jonas’ eyes could not be pried away for anything his wife could possibly offer.

Her long, thin, awkward legs leading up to her tightly fitted, white, tweenaged panties. With her body laying flat down on her back, there was almost no sign of any organ on her. Her lips were reaching the flattened stasis between child fat and womanly pronunciation, however not quite there yet. Although, nothing stopped her supporting butt cheeks from giving a curve to that fabric which could sell out entire inventories for the company maker. And then after the thinnest elastic waistband was that littlest depression in her expanding and contracting belly where she fed through for the first nine months of her life.

He was already slowing his thrusts into nothing. Any more of a view and even not moving at all wouldn’t prevent him from losing himself in an all out spasming cum shower inside the woman he occupied. Feeling his wife beginning to take control of movements herself, he hurriedly slurped free of her.

Taking the opportunity, she simply pushed up and rolled onto her hands and knees above their daughter’s body.

“Let’s reenact the lion exhibit for Alex. She seemed so intrigued the first time.”

Finally able to trust himself enough to stimulate his organ again without going off seconds thereafter, he mounted the woman in front of him and pushed his sex inside.

Forcefully he recuperated, beating himself in and out of her pussy, his eleven year old child a foot below them sound asleep. Both he and the girl’s mother let their grunts spark ramped through the room. Jonas used his strength to pull at his wife’s shoulders, down and back into him even harder. Her cervix pressed deeper up into her body to accommodate the force. Loud smack of their meetings defied the furniture in the room and left ricocheting echoes bouncing back to their desensitized ears.

He let go of her shoulders and ran his hands all over her back and sides, leaving her body jolting back and forth wildly.

It took all of Riley’s strength, but she managed to balance herself on one arm and took a hold of one of her husband’s wrists. He let her guide it around her body as he gentled his thrusts for both their sakes. He was so close to inseminating her. Riley dropped her hand down with his, pointing one of his fingers out. With the most delicate precision, she pressingly inserted his fingertip into their daughter’s belly button.

Jonas flinched, knowing exactly what softest depression he just had forced into. With an involuntary grunt, he immediately released himself. His muscles collapsed his chest down to his wife’s back where she struggled to regain leverage with her returning arm. Not even half a line of cum escaped his cock head before Riley had slurped her body way out of reach, sliding her sweat soaked back under the near lifeless man draped onto her. Her husband’s manhood hung above his eleven year old pumping streams of semen onto her.

Globs of it shot from his body arching onto the little girl’s face, in her hair, and running down a streak over her nightgown. The sight shuddered his wife’s muscles into dripping liquid onto the lumpless chest below. Man cum coated their daughter and finished off oozing down into her open navel.

Both parents were locked in place regaining the strength to move. Alex inhaled deeply followed by an equally sharp exhale. Her motionless eyes began shaking right after, delving her deep into a dream.

Jonas tremblingly backed off of Riley and scooted from the bed to clean himself with a tissue. Riley slid back, dropped down, and began licking the sperm from her daughter’s face and neck. Sucking that clean, she moved further down and kissed dry Alex’s sleeping belly. She took the tissues handed to her from her husband and wiped the remaining cum up on the nightgown and hair. The two parents returned their night clothes, climbed back into bed, one on either side of their child, and hugged her between themselves falling asleep.
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