"Jim," said Gloria to her husband one evening in bed, "I heard about something the other day that might interest you. A woman I know who does research into child sexuality hosts a group of swingers consisting of fathers and underage daughters. Apparently they get together two evenings a month to swap partners. Everyone wears these little black masks and takes a false name so no one can tell who's who. Should I ask for more information?"

Jim thought for moment and said, "Hmm ... that does sound interesting. I want to ask the girls. If they're interested, I'd like us to attend." He knew they would both be interested. They liked getting cock anytime and would probably like the idea of getting some pussy as well.

"Oh, yeah, Daddy. That would be so much fun!" Amy said when her father told them about the swing party.

Mandy said, "I'd like to go. One of the girls in school is being fucked by her father. Some of the girls think she's really cool."

"Mandy," Jim asked with some trepidation, "have you said anything about the sex that we have?"

"Oh, no, Daddy," she said. "That's nobody's business but ours. Besides, I would never want you and Mommy to get in trouble."

"No, Dad," Amy said. "We wouldn't tell anyone. Gloria said if anyone found out you would both go to jail and someone would take us away."

"Yes, that's right." Jim was reassured by what they said. "So, if you want to go, I'll make the arrangements."

"Yeah!" they both cried. "Let's go!"

After arriving at the old mansion north of the city, Jim and the girls changed into togas for the evening.

"Okay, you guys," Jim said to Mandy and Amy, "you're on your own. Go to it!"

Mandy and Amy kissed his cheek went off in search of sexual adventure.

A little girl approached Jim. She was eleven years old. "Hi, my name is Tracey. Would you like to go into a bedroom with me?" She had long light brown hair that she wore in pigtails and had braces on her teeth.

"Yes, Tracey, I would," he said. He took the little vixen's hand and walked with her to an empty room. She took off her toga and jumped onto the bed. There was a bowl of condoms on the nightstand along with a small bottle of personal lubricant. The light was on its lowest setting.

Kneeling on the bed, Tracey proceeded to take off her mask.

"Uh, aren't you supposed to wear that the whole time?" he asked.

"The girls always take off their masks in the bedrooms. The guys always leave theirs on at all times," she said with the assurance of an experienced participant.

"May I give you a blow job?" she asked sweetly.

"You certainly may!" Jim answered. Tracey gave him good head. She started by licking his balls and stroking the shaft with her hand. She next licked the engorged head as she would have an ice cream cone. He watched in amazement as the pretty little girl took his cock halfway down her throat!

"Tracey, you're really good!” he said.

Taking the cock out of her mouth she said, "Thank you. Can I get on top, now? That's my favorite position."

She smiled brightly up at him.

"Sure, darling," he said as he put a rubber on his erection and lay down on his back. Tracey mounted him and quickly inserted his cock into her small pussy. Tracey was evidently very experienced as she slid up and down his cock with a deftness Jim wouldn't have expected from so young a lover. The little vixen knew how to pleasure herself as she rode his hard rod to orgasm.

"Ahhh!" Tracey said as she wiggled atop the cock. "That was good. Did you want to cum with me?"

Somewhat dazzled by the girl's precociousness, Jim said, "No, dear. I'd like to get some more fucking in before I shoot my first load."

"Okay," she said as she hopped off, donned her mask, kissed his cheek, and hurried out the door.

Well, that was interesting, he thought. I wonder what's next? He got off the bed, put on his toga, and went in search of some little girl pussy.

Jim could hear moaning coming from behind two of the bedroom doors. In the center room, one of the men was fucking three of the girls in succession. He was taking them from behind.

As he adjusted his garment, he noticed Tara, the older girl, sitting off to the side trying not to be seen.

"Hi, Tara," he said to her. "What are you doing?"

She looked down and said, "Nothing ..."

"Well, would you like to keep me company for a little while?" he asked her.

"You don't have to do that. It's okay," she answered.

Puzzled by what she said, Jim sat down next to her to ask her what she meant. "What do you mean? I would really like to be alone with you. Is that all right?"

She looked at him quizzically and then said, "Sure. If you want to, let's go." She took his hand and led him to one of the empty bedrooms.

She took off her toga and climbed onto the bed. Sitting there, facing him, she said in an unhappy tone of voice, "How do you want me?"

"I'd first like to hold you in my arms and kiss you, if that's all right," Jim said. "If you don't want to be kissed on the lips, that's fine."

She shrugged her shoulders and said, "No, I don't mind." She muttered something as she turned away to fluff up a pillow.

Jim looked at her, puzzled. "I'm sorry, Tara; what did you say?"

"Nothing ..."

He kept looking at her quizzically. She finally answered, "I said, 'you probably won't like me anyway.' That's all."

Jim removed his toga and got onto the bed behind her. He draped one arm around her waist and started stroking her soft belly. He propped her head up on the pillow with the other and nuzzled her neck. She brushed her hair out of the way to give him access but other than that she was uninvolved.

"Tara," he said to her gently, "do you want me to leave you alone? Because I will if that's what you'd like."

"No ... I don't know ..." she said.

"But it doesn't seem that you want to be here. You're certainly not interested in making me feel welcome let alone attractive." It was abundantly clear to Jim that she was not saying what she felt.

She said nothing. He continued to press her.

"Tara, you're not saying anything. What are you feeling?"

Somewhat agitated now, she sat up and wrapped her arms around her knees and pressed her forehead to her forearms. She started to cry softly.

He sat next to her and put his arm around her shoulders. "Tara; tell me what's wrong, dear."

At first she was silent. Jim did not continue to press her to speak but patiently waited until she was ready. He contented himself with kissing her shoulders.

After a few minutes, she sniffled and said, "I don't really want to come here. I'm not popular with the men. They seem to enjoy the younger girls more. My father doesn't even like to fuck me anymore. He just has me give him blow jobs. I'm not attractive to him. I think that I never was. He just wanted to molest a little girl. He never really loved me."

Turning her tear-stained face to him, she said, "Why did you want me? The other girls are prettier, slimmer, and younger."

"Well, I respectfully disagree with your assessment," he said firmly. "I can't speak for anyone else, but I think you are very attractive. You also looked lonely and it touched me to see such a lovely girl all by herself and trying to hide."

She faced forward again, away from me. In a small voice she said, "I see; you feel sorry for me."

Jim said to her, kindly, "No, Tara, that's not it. I find you attractive. Period! It's not because you look as if no one else wants you." He kissed her shoulder again.

She didn't move. She was stuck, mired; it seemed, in that low opinion of herself.

Jim said to her, "Tara, if you lie down with me now, I'll show you just how attractive you are to me."

She slowly unlocked her arms. She lay down on the bed and, this time, faced him. Jim lay next to her and began to stroke her face and to wipe away her tears. He next began to kiss her all over. He started at her forehead and then went to her cheeks, her nose, and finally her lips.

Not giving her a chance to respond, he moved to her neck and down to her small but firm breasts. As he kissed her boobs, he gently sucked the nipples, turning them hard as little erasers.

Tara now started to respond. She sighed pleasurably as he moved sensually down her body, kissing her tummy and stroking her sides with his hands.

When he got down to her vulva, it was already wet. He audibly sniffed it and said, "Umm ..." to let her know how desirable she was to him. Jim was pleased when she giggled delightedly in response. He moved on, however, to her thighs and to her knees. He was trying to keep her on the edge of fulfilling her desire until she cried out for it.

He massaged her feet and kissed her toes. He lifted one foot and licked it from end to end.

"Turn over, darling." Jim said to her. Tara slowly turned onto her belly exposing her beautiful ass to him. He started up at her shoulders kissing and massaging as he moved down her length.

When he got to her ass, Jim parted her buttocks and licked the crack, lingering to rim her anus. This elicited a gasp from her. "Oh!" she uttered. He grabbed her butt cheeks in both hands and massaged them as he licked her asshole harder.

Tara was getting hotter. He rubbed the backs of her thighs and her calf muscles then stopped and waited for her to make the next move. It wasn't long in coming.

Tara got to her knees, turned around, and took off her mask. Jim was very pleased with what he saw. Tara was pretty with a freshness that was disarming; a real "girl next door" look. Her nose was lightly freckled and her cheeks full. She put her arms around his neck and passionately kissed him. She then dropped down to the bed on all fours and started sucking his hardening cock. She gave a good blow job as she licked the balls first, and then the shaft. She then took the head in her mouth and rolled her tongue around it.

Jim stroked her hair as she continued her cock sucking. Tara was good. He wanted to show this girl how hot he thought she was.

"Tara," he said to her, "Lie down and open your legs."

She stopped sucking and did as he asked. He took a condom from the nightstand and put it on his erection. Tara reached up for him as he guided his cock into her soft, warm, wet pussy.

"Oh, yesss ... that's good, that's good. Fuck me, please fuck me!" she moaned. Inspired, Jim drove his rod into her twat hard and fast. Her body started to writhe in response to his long, deep, rapid strokes. He imagined that he could fuck the sadness out of her; he certainly gave it a good try. Her knees were bent and her thighs spread wide as he fucked the lovely young girl for all he was worth.

"Do you like it from behind, dear?" Jim inquired.

"Yes," she said and turned over lifting her butt into the air and dropping her shoulders to the bed, her head turned to the right. He positioned myself at her entrance and plunged in.

"Uhn ... oh, God! Oh God!" she said, over and over and as he drilled her sweet little box. Her puckered anus winked up at him as he fucked her. It glistened from his having rimmed her and from the pussy juices that had dripped down into her crack. The purple rosebud nestled between the twin hills of her ass cheeks looked gorgeous. How could anyone not want to fuck this girl? he thought to himself as he rammed his cock home repeatedly.

Tara cried out, "I'm going to cum! I'm going to cum! Oh! Oh! Oh! Ah ... ahhhh!" and spasmed as she climaxed.

Jim was getting close to cumming himself and told her so.

"Yeah, cum in me; cum in me!" she cried. "Oh God, please cum in me!" He held her hips as he shot his load into the rubber. He kept pushing into her until he was spent.

He took out his cock and lay down next to her. She smiled at him and with tears of joy in her eyes said, "Thank you so much!" She wrapped her arms around his neck and hugged him.

"I should thank you, Tara. You were incredible," he said. She smiled broadly at the compliment and asked if it were true.

"Of course it is," he assured her. "Let me hold you, sweetheart." She let him enfold her in his arms. She covered his hands with hers as they lay together.

She told Jim that her father brought her to these "fuck-fests" as his "ticket" into the group. "Otherwise he couldn't get the underage pussy he wants so much." He asked her when her father first began to be sexual with her.

"I was nine when he started feeling me up. I liked the attention and I was happy to go where he led. He started fingering me front and back, then jerking off on me. Next he taught me to jack him off onto my belly. From there it was on to blow jobs and he finally fucked me six days before my tenth birthday."

"Had you fallen in love with him?" he gently asked her.

She began again to sob. "Yes ... I ... did." More sobs. "I ... know; ... it was ... stupid ... of me."

"No, honey, it wasn't stupid. You were a little girl with her first love," he said as he caressed her. "You weren't stupid; you were trusting." As he hugged her and kissed her cheek, Jim thought, she is so vulnerable! It broke his heart to listen to her. Still, he thought it was important for her to talk about it so he encouraged her to tell him more.

"My mother was having an affair; a lesbian affair as it turned out. I thought he wanted me to replace her in his heart so I did everything he asked me to do. When my mother finally left, I literally did replace her in his bed."

"Were you happy?" he asked.

"Yes, I think so. It was confusing. He told me he loved me but he didn't want anyone to know about it and made me promise not to tell anyone. He warned me that I would be taken away from him if anyone found out." Typical, he thought, though true. Gloria and he stressed that important point with Mandy and Amy.

"When we started coming to these orgies two years ago, he had already been losing interest in me. I could feel it. He kept denying it, but I was 15 by then and understood. He just wanted little girls not his little girl." And she began to cry. He hugged her again.

She calmed herself. "I'm sorry. You didn't come here to listen to a sob story."

"No, no; I asked you to tell me," he said to her. And then, "I'm glad you told me and I'm happy to be here with you." He kissed her lips and she responded by opening her mouth. They French kissed for more than two minutes when he took her face in his hands and said, "Tara, or whatever your name is, you are an adorable young woman. You're not a little girl and you don't have to be one for anyone else. Just tell him you're not coming anymore."

"Do you think I should?" she asked.

"If you don't want to, you shouldn't."

"But I won't be able to see you anymore," she said.

"Oh!" he said to her. "Do you want to see me again?"

"Oh, God, yes! I feel so good with you!"

Jim thought that maybe it was because he had treated her like the woman that she was. Then he said, "I'm glad you liked being with me but you don't need me, Tara. You can find a boy your own age. You can teach him to love you and respect you."

"Do you think so?" she said hopefully. She turned to him and said, shyly, "My real name is Jackie."

"Jackie. That's beautiful; better than Tara!" That made her smile.

"Really? You like my name?"

"Yes, I certainly do," he concluded.

"You're so nice to me! Thank you!" Jackie hugged Jim and kissed him.

"Would you let me fuck you again, Jackie," he asked.

"Oh, yes! I would love to," she said, her face softened and beaming.

"I don't want to be with anyone else tonight. Do you mind staying here with me?" he asked her.

Her smile came from the heart as she said to him, "I don't want to be with anyone else, either."

He fucked Jackie twice more that night and ate her pussy until she came. They agreed to meet the next time. She would keep coming if she could see him. He promised that he would also, provided his daughters still wanted to attend.

"Oh, you have two girls, then?" And he told her about his relationship to Amy and Mandy, how Gloria and he loved them "both ways."

"I think that's great. You'll still love your daughters after they're grown," which she said, of course, because she felt her father no longer loved her now that she was on the threshold of adulthood.

Jim told her that he expected they would find partners eventually. Gloria and he were teaching them about sex and were just less inhibited than most. He admitted that he lusted after them both, but that he would immediately stop that part of their relationship if that's what they wanted. He told Jackie that he expected them to drift away as they got older.

"That's so cool. I wish you were my dad," she said. He smiled at her and they cuddled some more.

When Jim and Jackie came out of the room when it was near time to leave, Mandy was sitting on a chair in the hallway just up from the door. She had just finished fucking in one of the rooms and was waiting for Jim and Amy to finish. She was putting on her toga when she turned to see Jim and Jackie.

Always observant, she watched her adoptive father and the shy, lonely girl that Mandy had noticed kiss tenderly. Jim put his hands underneath Jackie's toga lifting it to reveal her lovely tush. Mandy thought Jackie was very attractive. She had seen Jackie sitting by herself earlier in the evening. Her hair was pretty and her legs were lovely, too. Mandy felt a stirring inside as she gazed at Jim's lover.

"Daddy," Mandy said on the way home, "who was that girl you were with?"

"Do you mean Tara, the older girl with the short brown hair?" Jim answered.

"Yeah; her. She's really pretty. She looked like a lonely person. It made me a little sad to see her sitting by herself. I'm glad you were with her. Did you make her feel better? She looked happy when she kissed you good-bye."

Jim was no longer surprised at how observant Mandy was. The little girl was a deep thinker and careful observer of the world around her.

"Yes, Mandy," he said, "she was happier. She thought she was ugly and that no one wanted her."

"What!?" "Oh, no!" Mandy and Amy said at the same time.

"She's cute!" Amy said.

"Yes, Daddy, she's a lovely girl. I'm glad you made her feel better," Mandy added. "When we see her again I'm going to tell her so."

"That's very sweet of you, Mandy. I'm sure she'll appreciate it. By the way, her real name is Jackie," Jim said.

"Jackie ... I like that name," Mandy said thoughtfully. "It's as beautiful as she is."

Jim and Amy looked at Mandy with some surprise. This was more than she usually said to them about such things. Could Mandy be interested in Jackie? they both thought but didn't say.

Jim saw a lot of Jackie over the next year. When she turned 18, she left her father's house and went to attend school in New York City. In the time between, they fucked regularly and also became friends. Jim invited her over to their house and introduced her to Gloria, Mandy, and Amy. They all took to her quickly and gently introduced her to lesbian love.

At first shy, Jackie really loosened up and started to enjoy the tenderness of a woman. She became particularly attached to Mandy, but that's another story for later. She shortly became a university student now and showed every sign of being truly happy, which is what Jim and Gloria wanted for their girls.

Jim was sorry that he didn't get to see Mandy and Amy performing with the men at the daddy-daughter orgy. He resolved for the next time to get to see them if they chose to fuck in the public area. (He didn't ask them as he felt they should be free to do what they wanted wherever they wanted.) Jim was, of course, looking forward to sex with Jackie at their next meeting.

Mandy made up her mind to look for Jackie the next time and, if she felt brave, perhaps ask her if they could have sex together in one of the rooms.

This was unusual for Mandy as she didn't often assert herself for herself. She had done so with Jim but that was because her purpose in seducing him was to get him to adopt her. She and her mother planned it because her mom felt that would be best for her daughter. Gloria wanted Mandy to escape the poverty in which they were trapped. They were surprised when Jim divorced his wife to marry Gloria as well as adopt Mandy. At heart, she was genuinely shy and did not often ask for things for herself. Although Jim was clearly well off, Mandy never asked him to buy her jewelry, clothes, or music CDs - the things pre-teen girls generally seemed to want. Mandy, however, found herself attracted to Jackie and wanted her in a way she had not wanted anything else before.