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…The timer went off for the fourth time, and I embraced the beautiful, naked Layla and told her I was looking forward to her next visit to my station the second time the girls rotated around the room to each of the five fathers, who were all still fully clothed; now it was time for a quick break.
'Alright, gentlemen,' our host Martin Davis announced, reluctantly sending my daughter Jennifer (also completely nude) my way, 'this is a chance to check in with your girls really quick, and then we'll move on to the second portion of our delightful afternoon.'
My daughter's breasts were covered in a slick sheen; Martin was an enthusiast's enthusiast, and he gloried with great abandon in the wondrous work of handling girls. Unable to wipe the giant grin from his face, he'd been voraciously sucking on her nipples, and had licked and slobbered all over her chest and throat in his delight. She was giggling and shaking her head as she walked over to me.
'How are you doing, sweetheart?' I asked, kissing her with a smile.
'I'm great, daddy!' she laughed, 'This is super cool! I'm so glad I get to experience so many different styles and try so many new things in one place today. Mr. Davis is so sweet—I think he really likes my body,' she giggled, indicating her soaked bosom.
'I think he loves pretty much all girls' bodies,' I chuckled, glancing over at Martin as he chatted with his naked granddaughter, Elizabeth.
She was flushed and her eyes shone after her first brief encounter with Curt; she seemed to be highly responsive to a dominant training style.
Martin's cock was still outside his pants, and as Elizabeth excitedly relayed her adventures to this point, she absently reached beneath his erection and began gently scratching her grandfather's scrotum.
Martin's impressive white beard was only the most immediately visible indicator that he was indeed a very hairy man; Elizabeth's foray revealed further clues.
Martin's ball sack was large and full, compensating well for his serviceable though less formidable penis, but what caught the attention was the thick coat of long, coarse, gray hair that covered it.
It was unapologetically beastly, and strangely magnificent, and could not have contrasted more starkly with his granddaughter's delicate, white fingers that combed affectionately through it as comfortably as if she were scratching a big, friendly dog behind the ears.
His penis even bobbed up and down as she petted him under his sack, his erection wagging like a happy, stubby tail.
On the other side of us, Levi Miller and his adorable daughter Abigail were having a heart-to-heart chat in low tones. She was smiling and nodding understandingly, and Levi kissed her on her forehead, holding her somewhat gingerly with his hands on her arms; I supposed it would take a while for him to get fully accustomed to dealing with his beautiful daughter while she was nude, let alone while she was in the process of sexually servicing four other men, but he seemed to be catching on.
Abigail was so cute with her soft, tidy little butt-cheeks hanging out; I had the visceral impression of their warmth and imagined sliding my hand into the darkness between them.
I could tell that she wanted to hug her father, but her nakedness was giving her at least as much pause as it was him, and she restrained herself. She would be fine; in a few minutes she would be getting plenty of physical closeness from the four other fathers.
Jennifer followed my gaze.
'Mr. Miller is super nice,' she said. 'I like him a lot. I touched the front of his pants when I was with him, and I think he has a really big penis. I'm going to ask him if I can suck on it later.' She turned back to me. 'How is Abigail doing?'
'She'll be fine,' I answered, 'She's got a lot to get used to, but she's great; I'm planning to keep it easy and gentle when I train her today. How are you, honey? Everything making sense? Are you feeling good? Are you ready for the next part?'
'Yes, daddy, thank you,' she replied, kissing me sweetly, 'You know what? I know I'm the oldest, and it was probably scary raising me and knowing these days would come, but I want to say I think you've done a great job with me—I feel great, and I'm looking forward to my training from all these wonderful guys this afternoon. I love you so much, daddy.'
'Oh, honey, I love you so much too,' I said, my eyes welling slightly as my daughter shared.
She was breathtakingly beautiful in this moment—her nipples erect in the cool air as it began to evaporate the heavy coat of Martin's slobber which seemed to cover her exquisite naked body, her mascara already beginning to run from her oral efforts on Dave's cock, her eyes shining as she told me how good she felt and how excited she was to master everything she would have to learn on this challenging, life-changing journey of becoming a woman.
'You don't know how much that means to me. I'm so proud of you always.'
The timer beeped, and Martin, gently brushing Elizabeth's hand from his sack, announced that it was time to rotate and begin the second portion of the party.
'This is the Copulation segment,' he said, sending his granddaughter Elizabeth my direction with a pat on the butt. 'Gentlemen, we'll undress now and you will have ten minutes with each girl to use as you see fit—but a reminder, don't climax with any of them this round.'
'Well, hello again, beautiful girl,' I welcomed Elizabeth with a kiss. 'I'm so lucky to get to start with you. Come on down here and suck me for a few minutes, then I'll fuck you. That's a good girl, show me your lovely eyes behind those big glasses while you lick me.'
Her eagerness was a constant source of endearment, and I was impressed immediately with how confidently and skillfully she took care of her business, flirting with her eyes as she carefully took care of every inch of my serviceable stretch of real estate with her tongue.
Jennifer was kneeling on the edge of a big easy chair, her arms extended over the top of the backrest with her wrists crossed daintily one over the other like a lady, and Dave Kendrick was working his length into her at a fair clip with both his hands gripping her perfectly-proportioned butt and a look of pure bliss beneath his thick mustache. I liked the position; Jennifer's lines were outstanding as she reached her hips back to meet his thrusts and arched in an effort to press the base of her clit harder against the bottom surface of his shaft as it slid in and out of her, and the musculature of her haunches flexed and rippled in harmony with the quiet, rhythmic moans she uttered under her breath each time the head of Dave's penis bottomed out in her.
I thought I might try the same position with a couple of the girls today, but I'd already decided how I wanted Elizabeth—that little blond muff of hers was just too cute to hide.
Smiling at her as she proudly put the finishing touches on the fine erection she had just made, I laid her on the couch on her back and spread her legs, watching hungrily as her slick pink lips separated beneath her fur and I pressed myself into her.
It was hard to imagine anything could feel as good as her tight insides wrapped around my cock.
She gasped and grinned and spread her legs further as she welcomed me in, and she started rocking her hips gently along with my thrusts. I felt myself get harder each time the dark hair at the base of my cock met her brilliant blond-and-pink patch, and I took a few minutes to savor grinding myself against her at full depth while I admired the rest of her lovely, curvaceous body as she let me ride her.
'Hey, guys,' Curt spoke up from where he knelt behind Abigail, who was on her knees, her head on the floor while Curt secured her arms behind her back and probed her private parts with his dick, 'Abigail is extremely tight. I'm working on opening her up gradually, but it'll probably be a team effort, just so you all know. I'm barely half-way into her yet.'
Abigail grimaced slightly as Curt carefully pressed into her, surveying his depth and her responses, and adjusting his approach to help her relax while continuing the essential work of preparing her vagina for training sessions of normal intensity.
I was playing with Elizabeth's fantastic breasts and gently rubbing her clitoris as I fucked her, and I held her leg up to my chest so I could kiss her ankle and calf as I explored her depths.
She was growing more vocal and responsive as she got closer to orgasm, but she didn't boil over—she just simmered at a torturous, rapturous level of arousal and let me play with her. I was amazed by her level of control and her ease. She seemed years ahead of the other girls when it came to her degree of comfort with her own body and her willingness to share it, and I told her so as a compliment.
'Thanks, Mr. Stevenson,' she gasped, her eyes rolling back as I rewarded her good manners with an extra-deep thrust, 'I guess my family has always been pretty free when it comes to this kind of stuff—oh!—I was always taught that if you love someone, you should do what feels good—oh!—to show them...'
'Well, you certainly seem close with your grandfather,' I said as I reached my hand under her butt and grabbed a solid handful of cheek, my middle finger pressing into her butthole and my pinkie exploring the tight, slick seam between my hard shaft and the delicately stretched, membranous skin of her entrance, and used my grip to pull her more deeply onto me.
Elizabeth rocked back and gasped again as I seated her firmly onto my cock. I grabbed hold of her blond bush with a fistful of fur, and with the other hand still gripping her butt, I bounced her on my cock with fast, hard thrusts.
She let out a low, siren-like wail that slowly increased in pitch and volume, catching everyone's attention. Martin looked up at me with a sly grin from where he was working Kristen from behind and pointed at his granddaughter, then put his hand to his throat and nodded gleefully.
'He certainly seems to know you well, dear girl,' I smiled with tight lips as I continued working her, intoxicated by the transcendent sensation of her body opening up for me. 'He just said I should choke you a little.'
Elizabeth's eyes flew open as my hand closed on her throat, and I only had to squeeze gently—with a scream she erupted, thrashing and bucking for a good ten seconds as she rode her way back down the other side of her orgasm. I nearly lost control myself, and was just saved by the timer sounding the end to the first ten-minute round.
'I'd thank you for the tip,' I laughed to Martin, disentangling from Elizabeth and trying to slow my heart rate and manage my arousal. 'But I somehow feel like there was some sabotage intended, too. I barely made it out of there.'
'Just trying to be helpful, my good sir,' he chortled as he let Kristen up and sent her my way…
This is an excerpt from Ch. 9. You can read the rest, and much more, free on my Literotica page ❤️
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