Lindsey trotted back into our bedroom and slid into the middle of the bed next to my wife. I went over and shut the light off, and removed all of my clothing, then I slid underneath the covers next to my daughter.
Just as I was getting comfortable Breanna clicked the night light on but didn’t say anything. She had just essentially given me her permission to continue exploring a sexual relationship with my daughter, and apparently she wanted to share in the experience.
Lindsey was laying there staring at me. I reached up and stroked the side of her face and kissed her sweetly on the lips. She puckered up and kissed me back and smiled at me as I pulled away. I went in for another one, but this time when I kissed her I lingered and loosened my mouth. She instinctually followed suit and allowed me to slip my tongue into her young mouth. I flicked my tongue against her and before I knew it we were making out.
There was something incredibly erotic about having my tongue inside of my ten-year-old daughter’s mouth and my erection began, once again, begging me for attention. I slid my hand from my daughter’s face and began to caress her nipples over the top of her nighty. She took in a breath, and pulled away. She looked at her mother who was laying there with a big smile on her face.
“Go ahead sweety. Daddy loves you,” Breanna said to her.
Lindsey looked at her for a second and then turned back to me. I began to unbutton her nighty slowly. I could tell that she was nervous but she didn’t try to stop me. She laid there and let me unbutton her nighty until all of them were undone. I opened her nighty up and was happy to see that she was completely naked underneath. I began to caress up and down her slender body starting from the nub of her breast and not stopping until my fingers were brushing against her slit.
Lindsey closed her eyes and let me explore her without any interference. As my fingers brushed against her sensitive clit she opened her legs slightly and took in another deep breath letting me know that’s where she needed attention.
I wasn’t satisfied with the idea of just touching her though. I wanted to taste her so I hovered above her and began to kiss my way, starting from her lips and working my way down, until I reached her prized possession.
I flicked my tongue against her clitoris and she took in another deep breath.
“Ugh,” she moaned as my tongue began to dance with her clit. She opened her legs wider and I settled in between her legs. I opened her slit with my fingers and began to bathe her tiny pussy with my tongue.
“OH God Daddy,” she moaned. “That feels so good.”
Lindey tasted so sweet to me and I couldn’t help but to stick the tip of my tongue inside of her juicy hole. She spread her legs even wider and moaned out. I heard sucking sounds coming from above me and I looked up in surprise to see my wife making out with our daughter. My wife’s fingers were teasing Lindsey’s nipples and Lindsey’s hips were responding by wriggling beneath my chin. I couldn’t deny that I loved seeing my wife’s face attached to Lindsey’s like that.
Breanna’s hand came down and held Lindsey open while I went back to licking her. I wetted a finger and slid it into her tight little anus. At first she clenched tight against it but I was patient. Before long she got the idea and loosened herself up, allowing me to slide the tip of my finger into her. I worked it in and out going deeper with each thrust until half of my index finger was inside of her butthole.
She continued to moan into her mother’s mouth while I pleasured her lower region. Her hips were wriggling uncontrollably as I slid my index finger in and out of her butt and flicked my tongue on her clitoris driving her wild. She grabbed my face and pulled it tightly against her pussy and came all over my face.
I couldn’t wait any longer. I had been waiting patiently all night, and my need to be inside of her had to be satiated. I climbed up so that I was hovering above her and positioned my throbbing dick at her opening. For the first time in my life I was thankful for having a small dick. Lindsey’s pussy was tiny but there was no doubt that she could handle me.
“Go slow Doug,” my wife warned me.
I nodded and inserted my head into her opening. Lindsey’s natural reaction was to clench up against the intrusion.
“Relax sweety. I know it’s strange the first time, but daddy would never do anything to hurt you okay,” Breanna instructed her.
Lindsey nodded yes and I could feel her trying to let go of her muscles. I slid in another inch, and she clenched again. I waited as Lindsey once again tried to fight against the urge to clench up, and eventually I slid further in until I was up against her hymen.
Breanna looked at me and I nodded.
“Okay Lindsey. This part will sting a little, but it’s okay. I promise,” Breanna said.
“It’s okay mom. I think I’m getting used to it.”
I thrusted into her and her hymen gave way. Lindsey squealed a little but bit her lip.
“are you okay Lindsey?” Breanna asked.
Lindsey nodded, and I continued to hold myself there until she was used to having me inside of her.
Eventually I could feel her loosening up and I began to work my hips back and forth. It was the first time in my life that I actually felt someone tightly wrapped around me. Lindsey was smooth and soft inside like a bed of pillows.
“Good girl,” Breanna said to her.
Lindsey nodded. “I’m doing it!” She said excitedly. “I’m having sex!”
I bent down and kissed her gently on the lips while I continued to work myself slowly in and out of her. Before long Lindsey’s hips were starting to hump me back and I increased the pace, while I continued to enjoy how tight she was.
Lindsey began to pant while my confidence grew and I started to find a rhythm. I was surprised at how naturally she seemed beneath me. Before long her hands were grabbing onto my hips and pulling me into her while her eyes closed and opened and she started to moan for me to go faster.
I couldn’t last as long as I wanted too, and before I knew it I was cumming into her, filling her tender pussy with my baby juice, and moaning out.
I collapsed into my bed and Lindsey climbed up on top of me as if I were a horsy ride.
“Did I do good daddy?”
“You were amazing Lindsey.”
She smiled proudly. “I really liked doing that. Can we do it all the time?”
It struck me that Lindsey might think it was a game. I guess in a way sex could be a game of sorts. Sex was a lot of things and could take on a lot of different forms. It was intimacy on a basic level, and it could be romantic, and intense. It could also be fun and recreational, creative and intoxicating. I was game for game if that’s what she wanted.
“Of course we can sweety,” I answered her. “Whenever you want to.”