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Eaves Dropping Daughter

   By: Phil Phantom

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   The Jacobs were visiting, playing cards downstairs - Kenny, Babs, Mom,
Dad.  Jeanette awoke with a craving for milk not long after going to bed
and drifting off to sleep.  She almost stepped into the hallway but shrank
back after seeing the backside of her mom with Kenny Jacob's hand on the
butt of that backside.  Her mom had one arm around his waist, and they had
just emerged from the master bedroom.  As they disappeared down the stairs,
Jeanette eased to the edge of the stairway and knelt.  She heard her dad
say, "Took you long enough.  What happened, Kenny, did you fall in and get
lost?" And her mother say, "Fuck you, Bill.  I'll have you know Kenny said
I was like a virgin - hardly used." And Babs say, "Don't let that go to
your head, Sarah.  He says that to all the girls.  Kenny wouldn't know a
virgin from his fist." And Kenny say, "Why don't we bring Jeanette down
here and we'll see if I can't tell the two apart." Jeanette's mouth fell
open when her father said, "What makes you think she's a virgin?  The kid
takes after her mother.  When her mother was fourteen, she was the
neighborhood sperm bank."

   Jeanette couldn't believe her ears.  Her mother a sperm bank!  Her
mother saying fuck!  Her mother fucking someone other than her father! 
What was going on?  Jeanette in total awe listened and heard her mother's
retort, "Fuck you, Bill.  You didn't move into my neighborhood until I was
sixteen."

   "Yes, and by then you were a legend."

   "He's exaggerating.  I had a few experiences with boys who blew them
totally out of proportion, and I was fifteen, not fourteen.  At fourteen, I
wasn't sure what that hole was for."

   Babs said, "Now you're exaggerating.  I knew what that hole was for at
the age of four.  That was the fuck hole and the baby hole.  I never met a
girl who didn't know exactly what that hole was for.  What neighborhood did
you grow up in?  It certainly wasn't anywhere near here."

   "Okay, I exaggerate, but not to the degree he does.  I was not a whore."

   Her daddy said, "No, she never charged anyone a dime."

   "Oh, fuck you, Bill!"

   Babs said, "I just did.  Would you like me to fuck him again?"

   "Be my guest.  If he keeps on calling me a whore, we can discuss making
a permanent swap."

   Kenny said, "Sounds good to me.  I got dibs on Jeanette."

   Jeanette could tell they were joking around, being silly, but you don't
joke around about such things, not mature adults about immature girls.  Her
mom said, "WE have dibs on Jeanette, and the kids stay together.  You get
your filthy mind out of my daughter's panties, you pervert."

   Babs said, "If you take Kenny, his mind goes with him, and his mind will
always be in Jeanette's panties.  Since the day he first saw her it's been
Jeanette this, Jeanette that.  Babs, have you ever seen a sexier child in
your life.  That pussy must be slicker than a slugs belly and tight as a
surgeon's glove.  On and on and on - Jeanette, Jeanette, Jeanette."

   Her mom said, "I got a sample of that in my bedroom.  It wasn't me he
was fucking, it was my daughter.  He even called me Jeanette."

   Babs said, "That's nothing.  I have to pretend I'm Jeanette to get him
to cum.  'Fuck me, Mr.  Jacobs.  Fuck my little pussy.'"

   Kenny interrupted, "Uncle Kenny!"

   Babs said, "I keep forgetting.  In his twisted mind, she adores him and
calls him Uncle Kenny.  'Please cum inside my pussy with your big cock,
Uncle Kenny.  Make me pregnant.  I want to have your baby.  Knock me up and
I'll be your whore forever.' Gets him off every time."

   Her mom said, "Humm, I'll have to try that."

   Her dad said, "Well, I think the man has excellent taste.  If he can get
Jeanette to put out, more power to him.  If he can knock her ass up, I'll
drink to the little bastard." And her mom say, "Drink to what bastard Kenny
or the baby." And her dad say, "Both."

   Jeanette heard two beer bottles clack amid general laughter.  Her butt
hit the floor.  For the longest time, she sat there numb, her mind a blur.
Nothing prepared her for what she had heard.  There was no indication her
parents were like that; although there was plenty indication that Kenny
was. She knew he wanted her.  He was very touchy feely, always grabbing
her, pulling her onto his lap, showing off his hardon, embarrassing her
with suggestive comments and crude remarks, totally inappropriate between
an adult male and a girl her age, and right in front of her parents, too.
He was worse if no one was around.  He'd cop a feel or take a peek.  Kenny
was a pervert she had to steer clear of - Uncle indeed - in his dreams.

   Jeanette found herself with her hand in her PJ bottoms, stroking a very
slimy slit, her father's seemingly serious toast echoing in her mind:

   If he can get Jeanette to put out, more power to him.  If he can knock
her ass up, I'll drink to the little bastard.

   Wow, and her mother never challenged that obscene and shocking toast. 
What did that mean?  Did her mom feel the same way?  Did they all
sympathize with Kenny.  Were they hoping he'd get a piece of ass off the
girl that drove him crazy?  Was it okay to fuck at fourteen?  Was it okay
to fuck with an adult?  Could she get pregnant, be a whore, be a whore
forever?  Would they like that?  If she got pregnant and didn't whine about
it, would they think she were a good sport.  If she were a knocked-up
whore, could she stay up late and play cards, too?

   Those thoughts had Jeanette masturbating on her virgin ass in the
hallway at the top of the stairs.  She got lost in her own thoughts and
activities when their conversation turned to a movie her parents just had
to see - a dirty movie with an incest theme, an underground movie with
underage actors.  Jeanette didn't pay much attention but gave her full
attention at the sound of her name.

   Kenny was saying, "I'd love to star in a flick like that with a girl
like Jeanette playing the lead and me playing the daddy.  Sarah, you can
play the mommy."

   "I am her mommy.  I could never do those things with Jeanette.  You need
a mommy co-star like Goldie Hawn.  Jeanette thinks Goldie is the sexiest
woman on earth.  I'm sure she'd do a love scene with Goldie, or someone who
looks like her."

   Her dad said, "Babs is a cute blonde.  Will she do?"

   Babs said, "I am no Goldie Hawn.  I'm too busty to be cute.  Why are we
discussing this, anyway?  This is just another one of Kenny's dumb Jeanette
fantasies.  I've heard them all."

   Her dad said, "They're good fantasies.  All the ones I've heard are
good. I love the incest themes."

   Her mom said, "Honestly, Bill, you would actually fuck your own daughter
wouldn't you?"

   "We're swingers, now.  Swingers do shit like that.  I wouldn't rape
her."

   "We've done it one time with one couple.  I hardly call that swinging or
us swingers."

   Kenny said, "It's a start, Sarah.  You liked it and want to move on -
see more, do more.  Am I right?"

   "Yes, I suppose....I had fun."

   Her dad said, "Well, I had a fucking ball.  I'm ready to jump in with
both feet.  I'd like to see Jeanette brought in on this - Jeanette, Brad,
and Kevin.  We can't hide a lifestyle like that from the kids.  They'll all
know sooner or later."

   Babs said, "He's right, Sarah.  Hiding never works.  It does more harm
than good.  You'll get caught kissing another man, or coming out of a
bedroom.  Sooner or later you'll get caught in the act.  You'll just look
like a cheating whore to them.  They understand swinging.  Swinging is in a
kid's nature.  Swinging turns sex into a game.  Swinging is sharing.  The
happiest swingers make it a family affair."

   Kenny said, "The family that plays together, stays together."

   Sarah said, "You just want to fuck my daughter, you pervert."

   "So does Bill.  Is he a pervert, too?"

   "Yes, he's a pervert.  You're both perverts.  I'm sure you'd like to
make a sandwich out of her."

   "Yes, and while we're fucking her ass and pussy, you can fuck her pretty
face."

   Jeanette heard an arm getting slapped and Babs saying, "You were doing
great and then you go and say something dumb like that - Fuck her pretty
face - Do you think a mother wants to hear that shit, you dope?"

   Her dad said, "Hold on.  I think she likes that idea."

   Her mom said, "No, I was thinking about bringing this lifestyle out in
the open.  I was thinking about what Babs said earlier, about how the
happiest swingers made swinging a family affair.  I know Kevin and Brad
would love living in a swinging family, but I'm not sure about Jeanette. 
I'm not sure how she'd take this.  We haven't talked much about sex.  I'm
not sure where her head is, but I'm sure she's a virgin."

   Her dad said, "Why don't we let Kenny find out.  Let's give him the
go-ahead.  Let him seduce her.  Let him fuck her.  If she likes it, she'll
want to swing with us.  If she doesn't, we'll leave her out.  We'll leave
it up to her, but she'll at least know what it's all about."

   Babs said, "That's a good idea, Sarah.  Kenny is very smooth.  I'll give
him that.  I think he could seduce her very easily, and I'm sure she will
love her first experience if her first experience is with an experienced
lover.  He wouldn't fuck her the way he fucked you.  He'd be slow and
gentle."

   Kenny said, "Thank you, sweetheart.  That's the kindest thing you've
said about me all night."

   "I'll say anything to get this Jeanette thing out of your system.  I
hope she's a lousy lay with a bone dry pussy that rubs your cock raw."

   Jeanette fingered a pussy that was anything but bone dry while hearing
her mother say, "I suppose I could go along with a seduction, but it would
have to be a fair and honest seduction, no pressure, no rough stuff.  If I
can plainly see that she wants to fuck him, I'll look the other way."

   Her dad said, "I won't.  I'd like to watch."

   Kenny said, "Sorry, Bill, but I'll need to get her alone.  Her first
time will be difficult enough without others watching."

   "I was just kidding, but I would like to watch the seduction."

   "Then let's set a date.  How about tomorrow night - same time, same
place?"

   Babs said, "Tomorrow is no good.  We have a date with the Bradshaws. 
You can wait until next Friday."

   Sarah said, "I think next Friday is best.  That'll give us a week to
prepare and a week for you to come up with something good, and you had best
use that time to prepare a workable approach.  If you blow it the first
time, there may not be a second."

   Kenny said, "I don't need a week or even a day.  I have been rehearsing
this seduction for over two months.  I just need her next to me with you
two onboard.  I guarantee that within thirty minutes I'll have her naked in
her bed dying for me to put my hard cock in her pussy.  That pussy of hers
will be drooling slit slobber all the way up the stairs."

   Babs said, "Doesn't he have a way with words - slit slobber - you dope."

   Jeanette heard all she needed to hear.  She kissed three fingers on her
right hand, pressed them to her pussy, and softly said, "So long, cherry."
She got up and went back to her bedroom where she changed out of PJs and
into a shorty nightie with panties.  Sometimes she wore Pjs; sometimes, the
see-thru nightie, but never without a bra.  The nightie was too shear to
wear without bra and panties.  Even with the nightie on, she looked like
she were only wearing bra and panties, which she sometimes did, not often
since the boys acted like idiots if they saw her in her underwear.  She
hadn't worn the nightie, bra, and panties much, not since she filled out a
B-cup.

   She debated the bra then opted against wearing it, deciding to go for a
look that suggested she had just hopped out of bed wearing panties and
slipped on the nightie to go down for a glass of milk, thinking everyone
was asleep by now and the company was gone.  She gave herself a quick look
in the mirror, saw her titties quite well, panties, too, and decided on
sexier panties.  Now, she was ready to be seduced.  A glance to her bedside
clock told her it was eleven thirty.  What would she be begging for at
midnight, she wondered?  He seemed so sure of himself.  Was that possible?
She was determined to find out.

   Jeanette padded down the steps looking sleepy and halted all
conversation when she stepped out on the landing rubbing her eyes.  Kenny
said, "Well, speak of the devil.  We were just talking about you."

   Jeanette looked around the table she had to pass by to get to the
kitchen and said, "I need a glass of milk.  What time is it?"

   Sarah said, "Eleven thirty.  Did we wake you?"

   "No, I thought everyone was in bed."

   "Yes, we can tell.  Aren't you glad you didn't come down wearing only
panties - or less."

   Jeanette looked down and acted surprised while covering her breasts,
saying, "Oh no!  I'll be right back."

   Her dad said, "It's too late, now.  You have already thrilled us.  Go
get your milk."

   As Jeanette moved behind Kenny, he said, "And drop those arms.  You
didn't thrill us enough."

   Jeanette hurried past giving his chair a wide berth, which was usual. 
She looked embarrassed, but did drop her arms once past him.  She poured
herself a glass of milk knowing all eyes were on her ass.  She drank the
milk with eyes roaming her back side.  She then had to turn and return. 
Again, she tried to shield her breasts.  Again, Kenny told her not to,
which she ignored to a degree.  She half shielded them.  When she got near
Kenny, he called her to his side, blocking her passage with a straight arm.
She had no choice but to come into his side and get hugged to his side with
his hand cupping her hip.  The other pulled her shielding arms away.

   This approach was awkward, not a good seduction, mostly because he was
too forward and went too fast.  Everyone stared with the expectation of
quick failure as Jeanette looked ready to explode from his grasp, and she
looked that way because she resolved not to act any differently than her
usual so as not to tip anyone that she'd been eaves dropping and playing
with her pussy.  Her mother could see a flop coming and broke the tension,
saying, "Honey, relax.  Kenny won't bite.  He thinks you are a lovely girl
and he just wants a longer look, that's all."

   He wanted more than a look.  He had both hands on her bare legs,
stroking from knee to ass or knee to crotch - inside, outside, on the side,
in back, in front, all the while eyeing her right tit like he intended to
bite it.  Jeanette slowly let her arms hang limp and stood letting him feel
her up while eyeing her up and down.  So far, his seduction was a silent
one but most effective if her passive demeanor were any judge.

   The others could see the technique taking effect on the girl, but the
mom got all the credit.  Even Kenny knew he had Sarah to thank for Jeanette
staying put to fall under his seductive hands and fingers.  The realization
that the mom was, in effect, handing him the daughter made Kenny very
horny. His horny was transferred to his hands.  With the mother's help, how
could he fail.  How could that not turn on a pervert who liked young stuff.

   The hands became bolder and began moving over ass and crotch, then
between the legs, petting the pussy lightly from front and rear.  Everyone
could see that crotch action but didn't stare.  Something needed to be said
before the eager beaver blew it.  Again, Sarah broke the awkward tension,
saying, "Jeanette, your breasts are looking very nice.  I think you may be
ready for a larger cup.  You're a 'B' now, aren't you?"

   With a hand going down inside the back of her panties, Jeanette said in
a quivering voice, "Yes."

   "Are your bras getting a bit too snug?"

   With a finger worming its way into her pussy hole and the fingers of the
other hand petting her clit over panties, Jeanette had a difficult time
saying, "A little."

   The clit petting hand came sliding up her front, inside the nightie to
cup her naked left breast, then the right, then the left again as Kenny
said, "She's almost ready for a C-cup.  Jeanette has 'BC' breasts, and very
nice ones at that, the finest I have ever seen or felt on a girl her age,
nice and firm, rubbery nipples, springy nipples, excellent tone and
texture, silky smooth.  Lovely breasts.  Nice, sexy titties."

   Jeanette could barely stand.  Below, he was finger fucking her.  Above,
he was playing openly with her tits.  They could see the tit play and
surmise the rest.  He had worked the panties to her upper thighs.  They
could see her pussy and see how wet it was.  Occasionally, his fingers came
up the slit to massage the clit.  This was impossible to ignore, but they
ignored it by trying not to stare.  Her mom, a bit miffed with Kenny's
balls-to-the-wall seduction said, "I appreciate you offering an opinion,
but now you're just playing with them."

   Kenny said, "I'm not playing, I'm serious."

   "Yes, I can see that, and she is taking you seriously, but she needs to
be going back to bed."

   Kenny said while keeping up both assaults, "I'll tuck her in." Looking
to the lust-struck girl, he said, "Would you like Uncle Kenny to tuck you
in, sweetheart?  I'm a good tucker inner.  When I tuck a girl, she knows
she's been tucked, and she always wants to get tucked by me from then on. I
sure am dying to tuck you, sweetheart."

   Jeanette eyed her mother before saying, "If you want to."

   This response came as a surprise.  Sarah said, "Jeanette, you're not a
little girl anymore.  Are you sure you want Kenny - Uncle Kenny - to go up
to your bedroom with you?  He'll take off your nightie, take off your
panties, lay you down, and tuck you.  If you're sure you'd like to be
stripped naked and tucked, I'll let him take all the time he wants.  We
won't disturb you.  Well?"

   The fingering was now plain for all to see as he went at it from the
front and made the insertion very plain.  Now, they were all staring at the
two middle fingers fucking her pussy.  Even her mother stared.  At first,
Jeanette was too dumbstruck to talk, but after a full minute of public
finger fucking, she said, "Yes, I want to get tucked real bad."

   Bill leaned forward.  Sarah settled back.  Babs smiled, and Kenny
grinned, saying, "Well, let's get rid of these.  A girl should be naked
when she gets tucked for the first time."

   With that, he pulled the nightie off and then worked the panties off,
still while fingering her.  She stepped out of her panties while getting
fingered, and went up the stairs while getting fingered from behind.  The
trip up was slow and vulgar with three adults watching from the bottom. 
She took the last few steps while crawling on her hands and knees because
her legs gave out.  She got fingered to her room and on into her bed where
he stopped to undress.  She took over while watching him undress.

   When he was naked and stroking his rigid rod, looking down on her, he
said, "You want this, don't you, Jeanette?"

   Jeanette looked to the clock - eleven fifty-five.  She then looked to
him and said, "Yes.  I want you to fuck me and cum in my pussy - please!"

   Sarah had her ear pressed to the door and couldn't believe what she
heard.  Kenny was good but not that good.  Had Jeanette been eaves
dropping? Humm.  Sarah listened closely and heard a good fucking that took
close to one hour without let-up.  The child had several orgasms, each
better than the one before.  No doubt about it.  Jeanette was a little
swinger and destined to get her pretty face fucked by a mom's beaver.

   The End

   Read other stories by the same author.  Visit Phantom Base at
HTTP://PhilPhantom.Com

   CAUTION: Exercise caution and good sense before engaging in unsafe sex
practices that involve any exchange of body fluid, even contact with open
sores or small cuts.  Scenes involving large objects, tattoos, bestial sex,
body waste ingestion, bindings, devices and gadgets are the stuff of
fantasy and are offered to promote the only safe sex there is -
masturbation.  Before you try anything, find out what the risks and hazards
are because they can all be deadly.  Read, enjoy, and remember - sex with
minors should be left to other minors.  PP 

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