Christine was ten, soon to be eleven years old. She was a tall slender girl with light blonde hair, which flowed gracefully half way down her back. Her closest friend, Amanda, had moved into the house next door with her mother, Anya, a few months ago. Amanda was only two days younger than Christine, and she too, was tall and slender with long blond hair.

Anya and Amanda came from the Ukraine, and they both spoke English very well. Christine was drawn to Amanda shortly after they moved in. At first I thought it was the similarity in age, and appearance that attracted her. However, I soon learned it was intimately more. As the two preteens became best friends, they often seemed as one. Time and again they projected the same feelings, expressions, even outward appearance, occasionally dressing identically. They were certainly best buds, who shared their personal thoughts and concerns about life as a fifth grader.

When school let out for the Summer, Amanda and Christine grew nearly inseparable. Christine and Amanda had established a routine of sleeping over with each other. Usually Christine slept at Amanda's, and occasionally, Amanda was here. Anya and Amanda shared a king size bed, and they eagerly welcomed Christine to join them, so usually Christine chose to sleep over there.

Anya and I discovered we were very much alike: We were both in our early 30's, divorced, tended to be very outgoing, and we each had a ten, soon to be eleven year old daughter. Since our two girls were such close friends, Anya and I also quickly became aware of our similar accepting attitudes concerning nudity and exhibitionism.

Although Christine and I often enjoyed being nude in our home and secluded back yard, Anya and Amanda took nudity to a much higher level. Amanda was an exhibitionist who loved to show off her naked body! Back in the Ukraine, she was eagerly sought and photographed by many photographers, and her erotic pictures were featured on several web sites. The pictures Anya showed us started when Amanda was about five years old and gradually progressed until she and Anya moved here. Amanda was definitely an exhibitionist, and a beautiful one at that. Christine was fascinated with Amanda's photos and wanted some taken of her, too.

Christine and Amanda listened to and comforted each other over the sadness and strain of their parents' divorce, which hit both of our families. Yet, they eagerly celebrated with outrageous laughs, whoops and giggles as only preteen girls can. I particularly enjoyed their laughter and shrieks, as they showered together, and prepared for bed.

As puberty began to blossom, so did these two preteen nymphs. Since they both grew up with parents who believed it was natural and enjoyable to be naked, they would often walk about in the privacy of our homes and back yards, eagerly displaying their nude, lanky, preteen bodies. I carefully observed the growing buds on my precious daughter, sprouting up from her otherwise flat chest. Amanda too, proudly revealed signs of emerging hormones, as her nipples began to swell ever so slightly.

I fondly remember one warm June evening when I was sitting in our family room, reading the newspaper.

"Daddy, daddy!" Christine called as she and Amanda burst in through the sliding door from our back yard. "Anya's asked us all to check out their new hot tub! Come on, daddy, let's go!"

I put down the newspaper and quickly followed those two naked nymphs.

"It's finally here," beamed Anya, as I walked the short distance from our yard into their adjoining back yard. "It came this morning and is all set up. Let's try it."

Christine and Amanda were already in the hot tub, peering up at us. "Come on you guys! Get in! It's great!" beckoned Amanda.

Anya climbed in and found a seat next to Amanda. As I stood admiring the new hot tub with three beautiful, naked females, my cock swelled. I paused momentarily, noticing Amanda and Christine sending admiring smiles my way. I grinned back, and joined the girls in the bubbling water as they giggled and poked each other.

"Nice," observed Anya. She nodded and smiled at my hardness.

"Twenty four jets!" she announced, "It' has twenty four water jets! Not twelve like our old one. Remember the old hot tub Amanda?"

Amanda briefly nodded her head. She and Christine had both positioned themselves directly in front of some jets and were letting the pulsating water massage their tight preteen pussies. Shrieks of surprise erupted from their mouths, which was soon followed by sighs of pleasure.

Anya nodded and smiled at them. "Yes! Yes, girls! Enjoy the good feeling. Remember what I taught you." Then she moved over and sat next to me. "This is wonderful!" She proclaimed."

I smiled at her. We both lay back, allowing the twenty-four water jets to pulsate over our bodies, and relax our muscles. "Yes, it is wonderful, Anya," I replied.

After a few moments of hearing only the bubbling water, Anya said, "This is like being back home in the Ukraine. Relaxing in a hot tub at the end of a day with my family. You enjoy it, too?" she asked.

"Oh yes! I like this a lot!" I replied.

"Me too," piped up Christine. "This is great!"

Amanda added, "Yeah, being with my best friend, her dad, and my mom. Life is good."

"Just good?" Queried Anya. "What would make it better?"

"Having Christine play with me," retorted Amanda, as she poked her body up above the water, revealing her little nipples directly in front of Christine.

My heart quickened, and my cock sprang to full attention.

My daughter beamed eagerly, reached out, and began massaging Amanda's petite breasts. Amanda, in turn, started petting Christine's.

Anya remarked, "And now it is better, yes?"

"Oh yes!" purred Amanda and Christine in unison.

"I taught them well," boasted Anya. "Just like my parents taught me. Girls, show Joe what you've learned."

As Anya reached over and turned down the bubbling water, the girls turned up the level of my sexual arousal!

Amanda moved onto a higher seat, and lay back, displaying most of her firm preteen frame above the water. Christine slid over and gently massaged Amanda's budding nipples. She focused her attention on Amanda's right breast, and circled it with her fingers. Then she switched over to the left side, and repeated the procedure until Amanda's nipples were both standing tall. Christine smiled and placed a kiss on Amanda's cheek and lips. Then, one at a time, she gently licked the erect nipples and sucked them. As she began sucking, she slid her hands down and started massaging Amanda's belly. Amanda eagerly spread her legs and hung them over the side of the seat to give Christine easy access to her pussy. I saw Amanda thrust her hips upward, as Christine's fingers slowly glided over her tight preteen slit. This sensual routine continued for a few minutes. Then, the girls kissed deeply, and finally switched places.

Now it was Amanda's turn to work on Christine. Her well-practiced routine began, and we watched her expert fingers dance over Christine's breasts, tummy, and tight little crack. Christine responded eagerly to the delicate and sensual touch of her partner. Her breathing was fast and deep. I heard gasps as Amanda's fingers eagerly probed into my little girl's virgin pussy.

This sensual arousal was making my heart race. I'd never before seen so much sexual excitement between two young girls. It was a new experience for me, and I welcomed it wholeheartedly. Now I understood why Christine and Amanda spent so much time together. Anya had taught them the true joy of sex! This was a dream come true, and I was ready to join in their fun.

My hand had begun to gently pump my throbbing hard on, as it poked up out of the water. "Yes, that's what we all need," purred Anya, as she stared at my fully erect, eight inch, throbbing penetrator.

"Come," she said, "Let's enjoy their young bodies, too."

"Yeah!" cheered Christine and Amanda in unison!

Amanda finished fingering Christine's wet pussy, and lay down on the seat next to her turned on friend. Anya slid over next to Amanda, and I moved next to Christine. I watched as Anya used her fingers to slowly circle her daughter's budding breasts.

"That feels good!" announced Amanda.

"Joe, make your daughter feel good too! She needs her loving daddy now."

What an invitation! My cock jumped at the thought of openly playing with my preteen daughter. Although Christine and I occasionally showered together, our limited sexual relationship had been private up to now.

"Come on, daddy," urged Christine. "Rub my titties so they feel good!"

"Joe," smiled Anya, "It's good! Help your daughter enjoy her body and she'll help you enjoy yours! Show her how much you love her."

My cock and I both sprang at this invitation. I gently circled the tiny buds on my daughter's chest with my fingertips. Her little nipples grew hard and erect, popping up a bit more. Christine smiled, and moaned blissfully.

"Anya's been showing Amanda and me how to get our bodies to enjoy the sensual touch of a friend, and this feels so good, daddy!"

"Yeah," beamed Amanda, "And we're getting our pussies ready to cum!" She announced.

With that, Christine poked her tight little pussy up out of the water, and I saw a trace of a few emerging hairs sprouting from her precious mound.

I leaned over and circled Christine's right nipple with my tongue, then sucked on it, and drew it up into my mouth. I switched over to her other breast and repeated the performance.

"You're lucky to have a daddy like Joe," Anya told Christine. "He can do you like only a daddy can."

Anya copied my lead, sucking on Amanda's buds, and both girls giggled with glee.

After a moment of this, I moved my hands down onto Christine's belly. I gently stroked her firm preteen tummy, and continued my descent toward her waiting prize.

Christine gasped a breath as my nimble fingers covered her slit. She instinctively spread her legs wider, and I lightly traced her crack with a finger, starting at the top, and slowly sliding down its entire length, stopping at her cunt hole. When I gently poked her pussy hole, she twitched a bit, and thrust her pelvis upward!

Amanda and Anya both stopped their sex play, and moved closer for a better view of the seduction.

"Watch, Amanda!" instructed Anya, "Only once can a daddy pluck the cherry from his little virgin princess like this. Christine will remember this forever!" she whispered with a smile of contentment, remembering her own daddy doing this with her when she was ten years old.

My fingers tingled at the touch of Christine's warm, virgin cunt. I forced my hand to leave this enchanting treasure and started massaging her entire body. I began at her feet and sensually rubbed her toes and ankles. Next, I slowly proceeded up her long lanky legs, over her thighs, and up farther to the waiting treasure of her young body. I gently brushed my thumbs against her pussy lips and stopped. She squirmed a bit in her seat, and moaned. "Oh, daddy, that feels so good!" She whispered.

Thoughts of my youth flashed through my mind. I remembered my first time. I was fourteen and Carrie was twelve. Not since then had I been as sexually excited as I was right now! Indeed that was a night to remember. That was a long time ago, and now I was even more excited than I was that night. I was teaching my own preteen daughter how to enjoy the pleasures of the flesh to their fullest!

Next, I started at the top of her head, and encircled her beautiful face. I lightly caressed her forehead, nose, cheeks, ears, mouth, neck, and shoulders. My well-practiced fingers continued the sensual assault on her trembling young body as I slowly drew her attention down, down her young torso, again stopping at her beautiful tight preteen pussy.

I repeated my moves, going from her feet up to her pussy, and her head down to her pussy. I wanted all of Christine's attention to be focused on her precious preteen virgin pussy. The hole of heaven, her virgin prize! I wanted her to experience an orgasm she'd passionately remember forever.

It appeared to be working. Her slit was getting slippery and she was thrusting her hips up to meet my fingers as they traced her tight, young cunt.

Anya watched and whispered to Amanda as the excitement built within Christine's young body.

Amanda, too, was being turned on by this incredible display of fatherly love and lust.

Anya started to gently finger Amanda, and Amanda returned the favor to her mother.

After a few minutes of drawing Christine's attention to her pulsating pussy, I eagerly moved my hand on top of her cunt, squeezed her nearly hairless mound and pressed my index finger in to the first knuckle, noting there was no barrier to stop my penetration. I felt her warm pussy lips eagerly grasp my finger. As I repeated this provocative massage, Christine's breathing quickened. I heard Amanda's breathing match Christine's.

"Help me, Amanda," Instructed Anya, as she moved and grabbed one of Christine's legs, gently pulling it to the side. Amanda took hold of the other leg, and spread it in the opposite direction. Now, Christine's entire vagina was fully displayed for the enjoyment of all. Amanda stared and took in Christine's fully flushed outer lips, pink inner folds, and her virgin pussy.

"That's a sight to behold," Announced Anya, as she admired the horny girl spread before us. Then she turned toward me and said, "Joe, THIS is nature's way of making us happy. Do you feel it?"

"Oh, yes," I replied. "Yes!"

"Good!" she said eagerly. "My loving father did it with me when I was ten, and I happily remember that experience to this day. It's so special! Show Christine how deep her daddy loves her."

I moved between Christine's spread legs, and placed my mouth a few inches above her pussy. I breathed in the sweet aroma of her youth. It was intoxicating!

Next, I slowly licked her outer lips with the tip of my tongue. I let it glide up and down its entire length, and each time it slid in a bit deeper.

Christine responded with quicker breathing and more forceful thrusting of her hips. She was trying to push my tongue deeper into her wanton crevasse.

I continued to lick her outer pussy lips, circling and slowly moving my tongue inward. I found her tiny clit, and circled it with my tongue. It too was standing full and hard! Christine moaned louder, and humped her pelvis up into my face. I sucked hard on her clit, causing her to heave her hips upward. Next, I pushed my tongue deep into her cunt, and licked her like a madman.

"It's time, Joe! Mount your daughter now and give her every inch of your throbbing love. Deflower your virgin daughter! Fill her with hot daddy love juice!"

My dick was throbbing like never before. All eyes watched as I grasped my rock hard cock in my right hand, and eagerly placed its bulging purple head at the top of Christine's virgin slit. A few drops of precum oozed out and dribbled onto Christine's pink pussy lips. Since she was held wide open, I could see well into the folds of her cunt. There was no hymen in sight! Christine must have lost that somewhere along the way. Yet, I knew she was still a virgin; at least until now.

"Christine, it's time." I said in a raspy, lust filled voice. Not waiting for a reply, I began the descent into her welcoming tight treasure. The purple head of my cock easily slid in past her outer folds, and immediately was surrounded with her warm wet juice.

I felt no barrier, just a tight velvety clasp on my raging hard on. I was now about two inches into her. Although I'd fucked several girls in my life, I'd never been this turned on before. Here, I was about to deflower my own precious, virgin, ten year old daughter!

I heard Anya and Amanda prodding me on.

"Go, Joe! Go in! Do it now! Fuck her, Joe! Do it!"

I drew back a bit, my cock head almost coming out of touch with her warm pussy lips. Then, with a swift downward thrust, I plunged hard and deep into my preteen's precious pussy! I felt the tightest, most welcoming walls of pleasure I'd ever known in my life! I was deep inside her vagina, and loving every moment! I paused. Christine gasped and moaned an unrestrained "Ohhhhh!"

I drew back, but not completely, and thrust in again. Christine gasped and sighed a bit. I didn't know if those were sounds of pain or pleasure, and at that point I didn't care. The intense feeling of my cock buried deep in her preteen pussy was utterly incredible!

I thrust in again with all my might, sinking deeper into her welcoming pussy. Anya and Amanda had let go of Christine's legs after my first virgin breaking plunge, and Christine instinctively wrapped her legs around me, trying to hold me deep inside her. I forced my hips back, pulling my cock out of her tight snatch, then again, slammed it deep and hard into her. With each forward thrust, Christine gave a whimper and moan. Her arms were clinging tightly around my shoulders, and I kept pumping with all my might. I felt the pressure of cum building in my balls. Each thrust of my dick sent me higher, and I couldn't wait for it to explode deep inside of my daughter. When the build up reached the point of no return, I gave a few final lunges. This was immediately followed by a torrent of cum! It spewed from my cock, squirting deep into Christine's hot, deflowered cunt. She banged her hips up and met my downward thrusts with passion. I shot wad after wad of hot, sticky cum deep into my ten year olds welcoming pussy. My cock felt like a cannon, and the cum kept flowing. Never before, and never since, have I experienced such a turn on and such a violent release of my sperm!

We both collapsed after my flood of cum finally ceased, and I lay on top of Christine, with my still hard shaft buried deep inside her. I gently kissed her, and she welcomed me with her tongue. She looked at me, moaned, and gasped for air as she panted from her orgasmic deflowering. Then Christine closed her eyes with a smile of contentment.

Strands of wet hair were swept across her face. Her arms fell and hung back. She was spent. My meat was still stuffed tightly inside her drenched pussy, and she was flooded with hot, gooey, daddy sperm! What a wonderful moment to savor!

"He did it! He did it to her!" Anya beamed with a cheer of approval.

"She's full of his cream!" Shouted Amanda, jumping up and down, still fingering her own wanton pussy.

Those passionate memories are filled with a father's special love for his daughter. I savor them forever! Christine will also keep them with her, and hopefully, someday, help to pass them on to her preteen daughters.