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#Abuse #Incest #Tween
By GentleTouches22
Plans are laid and Eden and her parents take the final step.
Eight
I jumped in the shower as Erin and Eden headed out of the bedroom. As I soaked under the hot water the enormity of the events of the last 24 hours hit me like a sledgehammer blow to the gut. What were we thinking, there were so many ways that this whole affair could turn to shit in an instant. Was it only me that saw the dangers here? Erin seemed so comfortable with us becoming sexual with Eden. I reasoned that she must have already talked enough with our daughter to feel confident that she understood the seriousness of what we were all doing. But she was ten, how could she be sure. Consensual or not, the law, rightly or wrongly, would not look favourably on this if it got out.
I dried off and threw on my joggers and a t-shirt. At the top of the stairs I could hear the girls in the kitchen and headed down to join them for breakfast. I’d decided to wait until I was alone with Erin before mentioning my concerns.
I could smell the coffee and bacon before I even entered the kitchen. “That smells amazing, ladies,” I said as I walked in.
Neither looked up as came in. Erin was in her yoga pants and a shapeless t-shirt. And she’d given Eden one of my shirts. The garment was way too large for a skinny 10 year old girl, the shoulders drooped halfway down her upper arms, and the collar made her slender neck look tiny. The cuffs had been rolled up and her wrists looked like pipe-cleaners poking out from the shortened sleeves. Eden was slightly small for her age but swamped by my shirt she looked even tinier.
She was standing on a small set of box steps in front of the cooker with Erin watching over her as she sizzled the bacon. My shirt tails hung almost to the backs of her little knees. She looked beyond cute. “I’m making you breakfast, Daddy,” she announced proudly. I could hear the coffee gurgling in the pot.
Our kitchen was quite large, so much so that we often preferred to sit and eat there at the large pine, farmhouse style table, both as a family and when we had guests. A large picture window opened out into the garden at the back of the house, which we liked to describe as a cottage garden. Others might say it was just unkempt, but we kept the grass mowed and the borders weeded. With its high walls and tall shrubs it was a very private little rural oasis in the middle of town. The chestnut tree in one corner had a tyre swing that I’d hung up not long after Eden’s adoption had been approved.
I walked over and kissed Erin. Eden looked up at us smiling to see her Mum and Dad in love and I touched her back, making small circles just above her bum. I could still smell my semen on her. She jiggled appreciatively, and Erin had to tell her to pay attention when she’ s cooking as she shooed me away.
I poured coffee for Erin and squeezed fresh orange for Eden, then sat at the table in my usual spot, facing the garden.
Eden brought me my bacon buttie announcing that she’d made it all by herself, then she and Erin came to join me at the table with their own bacon rolls. Erin sat facing me on the other side of the table, and started swiping through the latest news on her tablet. Eden insisted on sitting on my knee, her slim little legs straddling my thigh as she leaned back against my chest munching her breakfast. I casually slipped my left arm around her tummy. She’d pulled her shirt up so that her bare vulva could press against my thigh and she squirmed provocatively. I decided to just bite the bullet and have that chat.
But before I could say anything our precocious little princess announced seriously, “Daddy? You know what we did last night? Well, I was thinking we better not tell anyone about it. I don’t think people would understand.”
I looked over at Erin, and she made a face as if to say, well she has a point. I shook my head to let my wife know that I was pretty sure this was something she had coached Eden to say. I stroked my daughters tummy through the gap between buttons on my shirt, “I think that’s a good idea, sweetheart. But you know that means we cant tell anyone at all, not, granny and grandpa, not any of your friends.”
“Especially Lauren, Daddy.” More coaching from Mum, I suspected. I should have known Erin would have thought about all the angles before we even started this adventure.
Erin nodded sagely, “That’s right, darling, especially Lauren. But not even Hailey or Jessica. Remember we talked about why.”
Eden nodded, taking another messy bite of her roll, ketchup dripping onto her shirt. “Because if anyone ever finds out you wont be able to be my Mummy and Daddy anymore.”
A solitary tear rolled down her cheek. “I don’t want that to happen,” she said, her voice nearly cracking with emotion.
I hugged her back against me and nuzzled her neck, “We’ll all be super careful then, won’t we?”
Eden nodded, not trusting herself to speak without her voice betraying that she was on the point of crying.
Erin changed the subject, reminding her that we were going to take the camper-van and go for a picnic out in the countryside that afternoon. Eden nodded again, smiling this time as she wiped the wet streak from her cheek with the back of her hand. “Can we go to the waterfall and jump in the pool?”
“Of course we can, it’s our favourite spot.”
Nine
As it turned out we had to prise Eden away from her games console when it was time to leave for the picnic. But once we had loaded her and the picnic paraphernalia into the camper van she was only interested in getting to our favourite swimming hole. It was a good three hour drive so we were going to sleepover in the van and drive home again in the morning. Eden loved these overnighters, feeling like an explorer on a fabulous quest. More bacon rolls, cold and all the more delicious for it, kept our strength up on the journey.
It was a glorious summer’s day. Sun factor bazillion was slathered over Eden’s skin, even the bits that wouldn’t see the sun, before we splashed and played in and around the pool. Erin spent time catching up reading, looking like a million dollars in her one piece, a wide straw hat and sun glasses, while Eden and I focused on making lots of noise and silliness. Erin had bought a very sexy, cut high at the hip, bikini for Eden. What little of it there was clung to her in all the right places making it easy to imagine what it was hardly covering. Thankfully we were the only people there so we weren’t disturbing anyone as we invented games and prowled around our ‘camp’, roaring fiercely among fits of giggles to frighten away any hungry bears who might be thinking of eating us.
Eden insisted on kissing a lot too, mostly at the edge of the pool where she could stand on a stone so she didn’t feel she was so small. We always checked no-one else was nearby and I never refused. I didn’t say that her being small was precisely why I wanted to kiss her, I didn’t want to risk causing her to worry about growing. She was still a little clumsy but was learning quickly, her light touches at the back of my neck causing my cock to tent my shorts. I’d gently feel Eden’s little bum or her tender breastlet as our tongues touched and flirted, and she would press her tummy against my erection. Erin made sure to slip her sun glasses down her nose to look over the top and watch us and I knew she was as aroused as I was for our baby-girl. It was all so comfortably natural.
By the time the sun was going down, Eden was skinny dipping, still full of energy, scampering around the pool and leaping off rocks into the water. I sat with Erin, idly caressing her pussy through her swimsuit as she ran her fingers over the shape of my cock in my shorts while we watched our lithe little nymph in all her naked splendour.
Without taking her eyes off Eden she quietly told me that she thought tonight was the right time. I looked at her, “I want that, babe.”
Erin turned her head, “Me too, you’ve been perfect with her all day, she’s already told me she wishes you had done it while you were playing earlier.”
“She said that?”
Erin nodded, “I told her to be patient, that it will be better if she waits and looks forward to it.” Her fingers squeezed my cock, “This is so incredibly special for her. She was raped by her mother’s bastard boyfriends, but despite that she wants you.”
Ten
We had a BBQ for our evening meal. Erin and Eden bathed together in the pool and I heard little giggles and gasps from them both while I did the manly thing with fire and coals. I let my imagination wander which was exactly what Erin intended, I have no doubt about that.
When I finally called them out of the van where they’d retreated to get dressed Erin came out first, her eyes on mine, silently telling me, wait until you see this. The stars were out and the door of the camper-van was lit by an overhead lantern hung beneath the awning. It lit Eden perfectly as she stepped out and paused, the door framing her. My jaw dropped at just how sexy my ten year old daughter looked.
Eden stood with her right foot crossed in front of the left, and her arms raised so that she was lightly touching the door frame. Her hair was up, loosely tied into a broad loose plait at the back, deliberately stray wisps at her ears, curling gently to caress her jaw line. She was barefoot, a beautiful juvenile look, contrasting exquisitely with the grown up elegance of the buttercup yellow, strapless summer dress that touched her young body in ways that made me wish I believed in a god that I could thank. She was Nabokov’s Lolita come to life.
She tilted her head coquettishly and watched me, reading my face. She smiled, “Am I beautiful, Daddy?”
I walked over to her, drinking in every detail of our little angel and held my hand out to her. In my mind I was accepting the gift she was so beautifully offering. “Yes, Eden, you are. More beautiful than words can describe.”
Erin was standing to the side, bobbing on her toes with her hands pressed together in conspiratorial delight at the scene unfolding before her. She wore a simple sarong, deliberately plain so she didn’t upstage our little girl on her big night but stunning nonetheless.
I leaned down as Eden popped up on tiptoes, her little hands reaching around my neck as our lips touched. We kissed then she pushed me gently back. “Mmmm, Daddy, eating first, OK?” My little minx loved to tease and she was good at it.
The sexual tension between all three of us was palpable as I loaded up buns with burgers, chicken, halloumi, and all the relishes. We let Eden sip on a glass of Cava and loved the new tipsy Eden that emerged, wrinkling her button nose at the bubbles. She was a delight. Not least because, like most tipsy youngsters she got giggly and horny. To my slight chagrin, it was her Mum she flirted with first. I didn’t really mind, it was erotic to watch. Erin expertly brushed her fingers over Eden’s skin, her thighs, and a little way under the hem of her dress.
For her part, Eden responded without a shred of inhibition. I watched as she reached to touch Erin’s tit, small fingers finding the full nipple that was creating a sensual peak against the sarong where it hung from her breast. Erin’s fingers lovingly caressed Eden’s, feeling them move as the young girl learned how to tease a woman’s aroused teat. When Eden parted her legs to encourage her Mum to touch higher up her inner thigh my resolve broke and I moved over to join them.
With Erin on the left I sat on Eden’s right, lifting the hem of her sunshine yellow dress to watch my wife’s fingers slide up her soft inner thigh to touch her pristine little white cotton panties. With her eyes on mine, watching me watching her fingers between our daughter’s legs, Erin gently eased the thin material out of Eden’s pussy slit where it had become tucked. Eden spread her legs wider, anticipating her Mummy to start masturbating her and tilted her face up ready to be kissed.
But Erin rebuffed our little girl’s attempts to kiss her, telling her that kisses were just for Daddy tonight. Unperturbed, Eden simply turned to face me and reached out like a toddler wanting to be picked up. I lifted her feather-light body and felt her wrap her coltish legs around my waist, one arm around my neck, the fingers of other touching my lips. I kissed each of her sweet little fingers then touched my lips to hers and kissed her deeply.
When we paused for breath, her eyes searched mine and she murmured, “Is it OK to be scared, Daddy?”
With that simple question I was ready to tell her it was OK, we could wait until she was having second thoughts. The last thing I wanted was her to be battling demons and memories of her abusive past instead of sharing the intense pleasure I’d be experiencing as I fucked a child for the first time. I started to speak, “It’s OK baby, we can play like last night. Or just kiss and cuddle. You don’t ever have to be scared with me. You never have to do anything you don’t want to. Ever.”
Eden kept looking at me, “Oh, Daddy, no, not that, I’m not scared of you or doing it. I’m scared I won’t be good at sex for you, I want to make you happy.”
What had we done to deserve this gorgeous cherub in our lives? “You are already so much better than good for me, Eden,” I said as I carried her towards the little steps at the entrance to the camper-van.
Erin moved to intercept us and unhooked the back of Eden’s little dress then unzipped her from her shoulder blades to her bum. Then said to me, her voice trembling, “Not in the van, babe. Take her to the water, fuck her under the full moon.” It sounded so primal, pagan, and I wanted this to be primitive and pure.
I ran my fingers along my little girl’s spine, and she buried her face against my neck. “Mmmmm, Daddy.”
I walked slowly to the pool with Eden in my arms, her limbs wrapped around me, ankles crossed at my lower back, clinging to me. I kissed her ear, licking the lobe and leaned over so she could unwrap herself from around me and stand barefoot on the soft mossy grass. With her dress unfastened at the back the front was peeling away from her undeveloped chest. Darling little pink nipples peeped out at me and I leaned to kiss one, then softly suckle on the other. Eden mewed softly and slipped her hand into my shorts to fumbled my cock out. She looked up at me as her fingers slithered over my blunt glans, erect and fat with lust for her, “You’re all slippy, Daddy,” then, “I’m slippy too.”
I slowly peeled the dress to her narrow 10 year old hips, then wriggled it further, down over her bum. The material slid down her bare thighs to puddle around her ankles, and she lightly rested her fingers on my forearm as she stepped out of the dress, one little foot, then the other. The hairs on my arm rose and Eden stroked them, smiling, “Take my panties off now, Daddy. I want to be all bare with you.”
I struggled to calm my brain as I felt the rush of adrenaline coursing through me. I was never going to experience this intensity again, so I was going to savour every second. I knelt before my princess, and kissed her tummy, hooking my thumbs in the waist of her demurely white undies, and tugged them down to her knees. Her cunt was just inches from my face. “Oh, Eden, my sexy little sweet-pea, you are beautiful.”
I leaned into her hairless cunt and ran my tongue up one side of her slit then down the other. Her outer lips were firm, almost like soft rubber, and smooth, oh so smooth, as only a child can be. Looking down watching her Daddy lick her, her breath caught as she let out the sweetest little gasp. Eden was indeed slippy, very slippy, her oily, natural lubrication anointed my tongue and I felt her hands press on my shoulders for support. I lifted her left leg to open her further and felt the muscles of her inner thigh flutter as I expertly tongued her soaking little cunt. I flicked at her clitoris, tasted her sweet little opening and I was rewarded with a fresh trickle of her nectar. I gorged greedily on her soft genitals, Sucking her into my mouth, opening her with my tongue, wetly running it over her princess parts before licking the opening of her tiny closed vagina.
Eden was trembling like an autumn leaf on the edge of yielding to a breeze trying pluck it from the tree. I scooped my arm around her just below her smooth young bottom and just in time to take her full weight as her knee buckled and she climaxed as only children do, shaking fit to rattle her fillings free, if she’d had any that is. I licked at her more urgently until I felt her start to struggle as the sensitivity of her clit began to edge her beyond just pleasure.
Much as my ego loved bringing her to this state of delicious distress I wanted more from her, and for her to be able to enjoy what was to come. Butterfly kisses all over her cum soaked inner thighs and across her vulva soothed her and I lay her back on the cool grass. I couldn’t believe how much I needed to fuck my daughter. Eden’s undeveloped vulva was swollen and parted, the tips of her inner labia peeking out, suffused with blood from my cunnilingus and her orgasm. Part of me was screaming to bury my precum soaked cock in wet young cunt, but my Dad instinct was urging restraint.
I needn’t have worried, Erin was at my ear, urging me on, the perfect reassuring, enabling female accomplice that every cutie lover craves. “Look at her babe, she’s as ready as she’ll ever be. You’ve been so patient, so gentle, but it’s time. Take it from me, it’s time. Hers and yours.”
Erin’s fingers caressed Eden’s soaking slit and smeared her wetness over my engorged penis, She was as desperate as me to fuck Eden, albeit vicariously in her case. Her touches felt almost reverential, as if she was in awe of the cock that was finally going to invade our daughter’s perfect little body.
Eden looked tiny, a little dormouse, lying still under my predatory gaze. But she was far from being the prey in this little drama. Her eyes glittered in the moonlight and she spread her slender legs as I shifted my weight over her, lifting her hips trying to hurry the contact between her cunt and Daddy’s cock. I placed my hands on the grass at either side of her narrow shoulders, God she was small. My hips hovered over hers, my cock resting on her tummy. Eden’s eyes were, wide, unblinking and I could see the gamut of emotions there, from desire to trepidation and everything in-between.
Between gritted teeth she growled, “Fuck me, Daddy.” I swear she almost snarled.
Eleven
I moved my hips, feeling my cock tip slip down her belly, trailing precum over her mound to dip between her obscenely spread thighs. With the tendons in her groin popping up, her hips jerked as she felt my cock nudge her labia apart and touch her glistening little vagina. I pushed, and Eden flinched, her cunt stubbornly tense. I eased my hips forward again, and she huffed out a short breath, but still didn’t open. She drew her bony knees up either side of my ribs trying to open herself for me. Still holding my gaze, she looked up, her face level with my chest and nodded at me. Her pupils were big and black as her breathing came in short pants. Our angel wanted to be Daddy’s good girl so badly.
I lowered my weight onto her slight frame and held her, then shoved. My grunt reflected the effort needed to force past her body’s natural tightness and I felt that fleetingly glorious sensation of penetrating a lover for the first time. Her vaginal rim felt like it might crush my cock it was so tight on me. Eden’s tight slick walls stretched to mould to the fatly aroused contours of my cock head. Her whole body stiffened, arching sinuously to the hot poker stabbing into her guts. Our little cub yelped and bit down on my arm then let out a sobbing howl.
I paused, trembling with the intensity of the feeling of being inside a 10yo girl, but Erin urged me on. Her breath was husky with desire as she jilled herself at the sight of her husband fucking her daughter, “Push, babe, don’t stop, all the way.”
I groaned and ground deeper into Eden’s cunt challenging her to dilate for the turgid flesh that was invading it. Her hands flapped at my chest, “Ooooffftttttt, Daddy! Uuuuffffffffff” She started panting as if she was giving birth and I felt my balls touch her bum. Fuck, I was in her, balls deep in the sexiest cunt I’d ever fucked.
Erin’s exhortations didn’t abate, “That’s it, now pull back and push again. Don’t stop, take her to heaven, don’t break the spell, babe.”
I looked down at Eden’s flushed face, and she wrapped her arms around my neck to cling to me. Her fingernails scratched my upper back, “Do it, Daddy, like you do with Mummy.” I swear it felt like her pussy walls sucked me a fraction deeper, and she lurched her hips as her gspot ground against my shaft.
I gave in and pulled almost all the way out of her sucking little cock sleeve and jammed back into my little girl. Each thrust forced a grunt, out of her slack mouth and her eyes rolled back as I drove between the soft unfurled petals of her gaping cunt. I was aware of hearing Erin climaxing in ecstasy somewhere off-stage, but I was completely captivated by the feeling of a ten year old girl fucking her slippery cunt onto my cock as I ploughed in and out of her.
“Ughh, uhhh, uhhhhh, You’re in me, Daddy. I’m so full, uhhhhhh.”
I don’t know how I’d lasted more than two thrusts but my defences inevitably collapsed when I felt Erin’s hand slid between our sweating, humping bodies and she moaned, “Fuck, babe, I can feel your cock moving in her belly.” Her fingers pressed over my cock as I angled it up against Eden’s gspot, then slid lower to slide quickly over her little pink clit.
Beyond redemption, my thrusts became short, erratic stabs deep into Eden’s guts and I spasmed uncontrollably spraying my baby girl’s cervix with hot jolts of my spunk. Eden thrashed under me, the feeling of her Daddy’s creamy love flooding her vagina and Mummy’s finger rubbing over her cllittie, sending her over her own edge. We rutted like animals, I was empty, but my body just kept humping until I was almost crying from the exquisite pain of it. When I finally rolled off Eden’s tiny sweat slick body, my adult cock slurping in a cummy mess out of her gaping hole, I’d fucked her raw.
I lay prostrate on my back alongside my naked daughter, the difference in size between us was striking. Eden was prone, legs spread, her chest heaving as my cum oozed out of her reddened pussy. She sobbed and I just wanted to hold her. Erin went to her, soothing, kissing and gently coaxed her to crawl on top of me and curl up as I put my arms around her.
I stroked her hair, her back, holding her gently as I felt her warmth seep into me. As her breathing calmed. I murmured against her neck between kisses, “I’m sorry, baby I didn’t mean to hurt you.”
Eden’s little fingers softly moved against my chest, her mouth finding my nipple, licking and suckling. “Daddy, my Daddy. I know. I know, but you needed to, I know. I wanted you to need to. I want you to need to, always and forever.” Unable to speak, I just held her.
Our breathing became synchronised, Erin, Eden and I exhausted in each others arms in a woodland glade on a warm summer’s evening. I drifted off to sleep feeling like I had consummated a marriage that could never be admitted to outside the three of us, dreaming and hoping in equal measure that I had created a baby in Eden’s 10 year old womb.
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By GentleTouches22
#Abuse #Incest #Tween
