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The Girl That Shot for the Moon
Authors note ***
This is by far the shortest segment, but I think it will also be the one that most people enjoy. It's an easy going section but I think that most people will like it.
My only warning is that it does include Brittany--The ten-year-old. If you take issue with that then I don't suggest you read any further.
Other than that I believe that it is an enjoyable piece, and I hope that everyone likes it as much as I do.
Alisha was the first to make it out, and I had to wonder what the other two were up to. Her and I had finished out “festivities,” a long time ago and had taken our time doing it. I couldn't figure out what was taking them so long. Alisha came up and hugged and kissed me. I was thankful that she still seemed genuinely happy about everything that happened. There was no doubt in my mind that I would stop everything if that ever changed for any of them.
I couldn't help but notice that she was back in her favorite pajamas, and that her bottom's were, once again, pulled halfway down her waist. As far as I was concerned she could walk around the house naked if she wanted to. The dynamic in our family was forever changed, and I pretty much felt that clothing was now optional. I liked the fact that she was dressed the way she was though, because it added that sense of mystery. Her female body parts were still covered, but that sexual suggestion was right in my face, and I liked it.
The other two came out just as I was putting the burgers and fries onto paper plates (no sense in dirtying dishes for no reason).. We all sat at the kitchen table and began to eat. My oldest and youngest were also freshly showered, and that explained at least part of what took them so long.
What bothered me though is that neither of them seemed as happy as either I, or Alisha were. I knew I had to get to the bottom of that, but at the same time I wasn't sure where the privacy boundaries were. I was still there father, but at the same time I still respected the fact that they were now lovers and that sometimes lovers wanted their secrets.
We ate without talking for the most part and it was Alisha that finally opened up the topic that was on my mind.
“You okay sis?”
At first Brittany just shrugged. Then she looked at Devin as if she were asking for his help.
“She couldn't do it. She wanted to and she tried, but she couldn't do it. I think she was too nervous and she kept tightening up.”
“Oh. Well that's okay right Devin,” my oldest daughter asked. “It's not that important.... It sit?” Her words formed a question but her tone was more of a command, and I silently thanked Alisha for her wisdom. She might only be thirteen but she knew girls, and she knew sex and I appreciated both of those aspects right then.
“But I want too. I want to do it. I just don't know how!”
“Well maybe you should just wait for now. Until your a little older,” I said.
“NO!” Brittany said defiantly. “I'm gonna keep trying. Devin's my boy friend, and we're gonna do it!”
Alisha put her hand on mine and gave me the “let me handle this okay,” look. I nodded to her, recognizing that her feminine touch would be helpful, and she continued.
“If it's that important to you then I can help you if you want me to.”
Brittany's eyes lit up. “You will?”
“Yeah, of course Chip... I mean Britt... Your my lil sis.”
And that was that. Problem solved. At least the problem of Brittany's sour demeanor. Her smile was covering her entire face, and she was swinging her legs under her chair as she ate. Devin seemed relieved too, and I didn't think it was just at the prospect of getting laid either. That might have been a part of it, but I also thought that Brittany's disappointment had something to do with it. But maybe that was just wishful thinking on my part.
After dinner I half expected all of the kids to abandon ship and head back to their rooms that I was surprised that they didn't. I had been so used to that being the routine that when everyone came into the living room and sat down at the same time, I almost didn't know what to think. At first we all kind of looked at each other like, “okay.... What do we do now.” As if our family, sitting together, was so foreign to us that we had to relearn how to enjoy each other's company.
I had to admit to myself that there were some distinct hidden advantages to becoming a sexual family that I hadn't foreseen. The idea that my kids would abandon their music and video games, and whatever else they were into, and do it on their own, was a concept that I had given up on a long time ago. I didn't even think it was possible.
Brittany and Devin were sitting on the couch together. They were sitting close with their arms wrapped around each other. Every now and then Brittany would look up at her big brother, and he would return her gaze. What those two were sharing wasn't just the lust of a big brother focused on his too young sister. It was definitely puppy love, and I reissued my consent internally.
“Did you guys do it?” Brittany asked.
Alisha nodded. “Of course.”
“What's it like? You know. Doing it?”
Alisha thought about that for a second. I could see her turning the words over carefully in her mind as if she were looking at a piece of moon rock trying to figure out if it really was made out of green cheese.
“It depends really. When you first start doing it it's just a curiosity thing for the most part. At first your just kind of trying to get used to it being there, but you get kind of scared so it doesn't feel that good. Not at first anyway. Once you get used to it, and your nervousness goes away then it starts to feel pretty good and once your fear goes away... All the way away... Then it feels wonderful and you want to do it all the time.”
“Does it hurt?”
“I'm not gonna lie to you Britt. The very first time it does hurt a little bit... But it's worth it.”
“Oh,” Brittany said. She looked up at Devin with her sincere little saucer eyes. “I think I do want to wait. Just for a little while.”
Devin responded by leaning down and kissing her on the forehead and then giving her a peck on the lips. She waited, with her lips puckered, and he gave her another one. She sat there with her lips puckered and he kissed her three more times. She definitely liked being kissed.
We turned on the television at that point. Brittany and Devin laid on the couch cuddling with each other and Alisha started by sitting on my lap on the recliner. She didn't sit there for long though. After a minute she got up, and went to her room. A minute later she came back out with her laptop in her hand.
“I just want to try and set up our appointment,” she said with a wink. “If that's okay with you.”
I raised my eyebrows, and nodded my consent. She plugged the laptop in, sat it on my lap and climbed in next to me. Once she got the computer up and running she sent an IM to one of the guys, asking if he had come up with a date.
His response came back almost immediately, and I had to wonder if this guy spent all day on his computer. I also wondered if their were other young girls that he was talking to. His answer was yes. The date was two weeks later though, and I watched as Alisha's shoulders slumped.
Then another message came through asking where they should book their flights to.
Alisha looked up at me. I knew immediately that she wanted to know if it was okay to divulge that info.
“Just the city name for now,” I said.
She typed it in and pushed send. Then she thought about it and added. “Address at a later date,” and pushed send again.
“Okay. Will buy tickets,” came back through almost immediately.
I kind of shared in Alisha's disappointment. I was already getting used to the idea of watching her with four guys. The idea of inviting men over. Men that I had never met before, just so they could have their way with my daughter while I watched them pass her back and forth made my heart race and I shared that commonality with my youngest daughter. Sometimes the desires of a child last into adulthood.
The truth was that I wanted to watch Alisha in a gang-bang. I had seen those types of videos on websites so many times, and every time I watched them I would always think how wonderful that would be to either participate, or even just watch it happen first hand. I also wondered what the father's of those girls would think if they ever stumbled upon that particular video. Would they watch it. Obviously if they stumbled onto it, it was because they were browsing for gang-bang videos. But if they ran across their daughter's clip would they actually watch it. If so would they get turned on by seeing their “little girl” get banged by multiple men.
At that point I knew I would.
Alisha continued to type, but I was too lost in my thoughts to pay attention to what was going on there. My mind was searching for solutions. I had my heart set on seeing her in action again, and my lower region was beginning to throb with anticipation. Alisha noticed and she began to slide her fingers up and down on my bulge through my pants.
My perverted mind went to the poker game that I was having at my house the next night. I knew that it was a far fetched idea to consider letting my poker buddies share my daughter, but I couldn't help but to picture it in my mind. That actually happening was probably never going to happen, but the idea was actually kind of enticing to me.
But they wouldn't ever do that. They were all family men with morals and limitations and boundaries.
Or were they.
I couldn't deny that most of them were picture perfect family men, but at the same time, when they were sitting at the poker table, the conversation often went to strip clubs, and bitches. If their wives ever heard them talk like that they would probably be castrated, but the truth was that as straight forward as these guys seemed to be they still talked about young and beautiful women like they were tramps. As long as there were no women around to hear it.
A part of me didn't like the idea of fishing so close to home, but at the same time another part of me wanted to see if it could be done. I couldn't help but to wonder if those boundaries could be torn down. I decided that it was possible. I just didn't know if I was ready to go that far.
My mind was brought back to reality when a window popped up on the computer screen. On it was an older, blondish haired man close to my age. He looked like he could either be of German, or Austrian descent. His face immediately got a panicked look.
“Oh sorry!” he said and it looked like he was getting ready to click the close button.
“No wait. It's cool really!”
The man obviously didn't expect to see me appear with “Angel” on his computer screen, and it shocked him.
“I haven't seen you in ages! Where have you been. I was starting to think you forgot about me!” Alisha said.
Brittany and Devin were looking over trying to figure out what was going on. I couldn't help but notice that Brittany had her hand down Devin's pants, and that Devin had pulled his little sister's night gown up above her waist and was caressing her bare ass. Brittany's hand seemed to be exploring and toying with my son's erection. She had a new toy and she wanted to play with it.
They both decided that what they were doing was more interesting than what Alisha was doing and left her to it. I watched as they went back to kissing, but this time it wasn't just a peck on the lips. They had their mouths open and were learning the art, and learning it quick. Brittany had said that she wanted to wait, but I was pretty sure that she wouldn't be waiting for very long.
“Yeah, I know,” the man on the screen was saying. “My wife is suspicious of me spending time on the computer so I have been lying low. As a matter of fact she is talking about me getting rid of the computer entirely, and I think this will be the last time I get to talk to you.”
Alisha immediately went back to toying with me right at that point. The eyes on the man got wide as if he hadn't seen that coming at all.
“I um... Hold on for a second,” he said. I watched with curiosity as the man's computer seemed to begin to float around. He was obviously carrying it to another location somewhere in his home. A minute later I could hear him talking, but I couldn't make out the conversation. Then he reappeared on the screen, but now he seemed to be sitting in much the same position that I was. On a recliner with the computer in his lap. A second later a second face appeared. It was a young blonde girl about Alisha's age. Her cheeks were pink as if she were embarrassed to be talking to strangers.
The girl climbed into the man's lap. I could see the family resemblance in the girl. She was definitely his daughter. She cuddled up next to him like my daughter was with me. I expected Alisha to stop petting my erection, but she didn't. I tried to gently pull Alisha's hand away from my groin by tugging on her elbow, but she didn't let me. She meant to continue and I let her.
“Angel... This is my daughter Tasha. I wanted her to meet you before I lose the chance.”
“Hi Tasha. How are you.”
“Good,” the girl said back.
“Your dad tells me that you both love each other very much, but he says that you two aren't as close as he would like.”
“Oh. Yeah I guess he's right,” she said, and I could tell that Tasha attention was more focused on what “Angel” was doing with her father.
“My dad and I are very close.”
“Uh huh,” she said.
I watched the screen to see how the girl would react. She looked up to her father's face, and then down at his crotch. I could see that Tasha's dad was as hard as I was. Tasha tentatively slid her hand down from his chest. I watched and waited as it made it's slow and unsure trek to the bulge in his pants. Her eyes were now focused on that instead of the screen.
She slowly pet his bulge with just the tips of her fingers. She was unsure of herself and didn't know how to proceed. She just slid her fingers up and down. Her dad's eyes closed and I could hear a moan escape his lips. She looked up at him and smiled, then looked back to the image on her computer screen.
Alisha slowly unzipped my pants and then waited. Tasha did the same. I couldn't believe my eyes. I was actually going to watch a young girl pleasure her father for the first time.
Alisha took me out of my pants and pointed my dick straight up. Tasha copied her move.
“Oh God. I can't believe this is actually happening,” the man said. They were my sentiments exactly.
I saw movement out of the corner of my eye and realized that Tasha wasn't the only on that was copying Alisha's moves. Devins prick was now out in the open. Apparently Alisha was now a sex education instructor and she had two new students. Brittany was holding her brother's erection straight in the air just like her big sister.
Alisha noticed it too, and looked up at me and smiled. I smiled back and she went back to giving her lesson. She began to stroke up and down on my shaft, starting from just below my head and gliding her hand all the way down to it's base, and then back up.
Tasha copied her and so did Brittany.
Brittany's hand looked so tiny wrapped around her big brother's tool, and at first it seemed that her grip was too tight. She looked over at Alisha to see how her sister was doing it and adjusted her grip.
Tasha was having a much easier time. I could see the curiosity in her face as she stroked her father. She was learning a new game that her and her dad could play, and she wasn't at all grossed out about it. She was enjoying herself and her eyes gleamed with excitement.
Alisha quickened her pace and began to go higher, bringing her fist up to the top of my head twisting a little, and then going back down. The sensations tore through my head like a whirlwind and I almost blew my load right there. I wasn't sure exactly how she learned that, but it felt marvelous.
Both Tasha and Brittany copied her move, and both Devin and Tasha's father moaned out loud.
Alisha bent down and licked the pre cum that was oozing out of me. She swirled her tongue around my head three times, and I watched as Tasha did the same thing to her father.
“Oh God Tasha. That feels so good. You are such a good girl to your father.”
Tasha smiled as she took her dad deeper into her mouth. I looked over and was surprised to see my son's dick disappearing into my ten-year-old daughter's mouth. The idea of seeing my baby girl giving her brother a blow job sent chills down my spine. Her little lips seemed to barely fit around him, but she took him halfway down anyway.
Devin was gently stroking her hair as she pleasured him, and his hips were moving ever so slightly up and down. His head was turning back and forth as he got lost in the moment.
“I love you Brittany,” he said. “Oh God I love you.”
Alisha took me all the way into her mouth, tickling her tongue down my shaft as she went. I was amazed at how far she could take me in. She played with the skin on my balls with her hand, and I knew that I wouldn't be able to last much longer. I doubted that the others would either.
Devin was the first to lose control.
“I'm gonna come Brittany. Oh God I'm gonna come,” he said. I expected Brittany's head to pop up, but it didn't. She continued to suck up and down on her big brother. I'm not sure if she knew what coming was, but if she didn't know she was soon going to find out.
Devins hips began to lift higher and I watched as he tightened up and threw his head back. I knew at that point that he was coming, and I could see the pearl colored juices begin to drip down his shaft. Brittany still didn't stop though. She tightened her lips more around him and I could see her cheeks cave in as she actually started to suck on him. She was drinking from him like a baby drinks from a bottle and her throat contracted with each swallow. She milked ever bit of his come from him and then started licking what she missed from his stomach.
“I love it when you do that,” she said.
That's when I lost my load, and Tasha's dad lost his.
Tasha was the most surprised out of all the girl's. She pulled her head back with the first squirt and come splattered her face. Alisha milked me without a problem. It was my second coming of the day so there wasn't much to it.
I watched as Tasha tentatively brought her tongue out for her first taste of daddy's precious gift, and I was curious to see her reaction. She crinkled her brow and then looked at Alisha.
“You don't have to if you don't want to Tasha, but to be honest with you guys love it if you can stomach cleaning it all up. I actually like the taste, but not everyone does.”
“It's not bad. I guess I don't mind so much. Do you want me to daddy?” Tasha said looking up at him.
“It's up to you. I won't be mad if you don't.”
Tasha gathered her courage and began to clean up the mess on her dad's stomach. She licked up the largest pool that laid on his belly button and stopped.
“I think I could get used to it,” she said and smiled.
Tasha's dad said his thank you's and goodbyes, but explained that he couldn't stay on too much longer because he didn't know how long it would be until his wife got home. They signed off and so did we.
It was starting to get late, and I had to get to bed. I had to be up early the next day, and even though I knew I only had to work a few hours I still had an adventurous day and I felt sleep coming on quickly.
I announced that I was going to bed, and I could tell that Alisha looked disappointed.
“Can I sleep with Devin tonight?”
I thought about it and decided that was a great idea.
“Only if Alisha says she'll sleep in my bed with me.”
“Deal,” she said. Her smile immediately came back and we all retired for the evening.
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