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Subject: {ASSM} Our Secret Diaries by Lucy and Her Dad (M/f, inc)
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OUR SECRET DIARIES 

by 

LUCY AND HER DAD 

M/f, inc 

Story by RedFox 

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LUCY 

Dear Diary 

My dear old Dad spies on me in the shower, can you believe it? There's
this hole in the bathroom wall, and if you go into the
den, between the bookshelves you can see right into the bath. The
first time I realised someone was there watching it felt really
creepy, but once I realised it was just him I've sort of got used to
it and it doesn't seem so bad. 

The other day I started touching myself up in the shower, I was
getting quite turned on. Pretty soon I heard this sort of heavy
breathing and I remembered the hole. That turned me on even more
knowing he was there watching and I had this fantastic
orgasm. I'm sure he came too. I had to try really hard not to look at
the hole so I wouldn't give myself away. 

Another time I started masturbating in the shower while he was there
and just as I started coming I looked straight at the hole
all wide eyed. There was this sort of muffled thud from the next room
like he panicked and knocked over some books. I guess
it really put him off thinking maybe I'd seen him. On the other hand
maybe it was just the shock, 'cos he was back a few days
later. 

I don't know if he knows I know, surely he must. Sometimes I bend over
and pretend to dry my feet so he can see my cunt.
That really turns him on - I can hear him breathing. It's really hard
not to stare at the peephole when I know he's there. I watch
him in the bathroom too sometimes, but I'm sure he doesn't know about
that. He's got this really thick cock, I keep imagining
what it must be like when it's hard. Sometimes after he's been
watching me I can hear him and Mum fucking. I keep imagining
what it must be like with that thick cock inside you. Mum must be
wondering why he's so randy all the time. 

I wouldn't mind fucking him myself, just to show him it's no big deal
but I can't imagine how to start - he's so uptight. We read
this book in Literature called Woman of the Future where the girl
fucks her old man while he's in a drunken stupor after lunch.
She starts by undoing his fly and looking at his cock, pretty soon
she's wanking him, and one day she fucks him, sitting on top
of him while he lies there. He doesn't have a clue. Really weird. Only
thing is my old man doesn't get drunk, not like that
anyway so I guess I'll have to be content with the bathroom. 

______________________________________________________________________
_ 

JIM 

I've never written a diary before. But I feel I have to tell someone
what's been happening to me recently, how I've been feeling,
and that's not something I can tell anybody I know. 

Ever since Lucy's breasts started to bud I've been fascinated with her
body. A couple of years ago I started trying to catch
glimpses of her in the bathroom and in her bedroom. But it was hard
because she was pretty modest. But the harder it was the
more obsessed I became. Now we have this sort of game going. I watch
her in the bathroom and she watches me. 

There's a hole in the bathroom wall and you can stand in the next room
and get a great view of the bath. I'm sure she knows I'm
watching because she shows off for me. She has such nice small
breasts. They're going to be fantastic in a year or two, but right
now they're really firm and taut and pointy with light brown nipples
and a few hairs growing around them. Her skin is tanned all
over with just a faint bikini line - I don't know where she and her
friends do their sunbathing, but I'd like to find out. Her pubic
hair is still fair and wispy, just enough to hide her lips and vagina,
but it gives her a really virginal look - not that she's a virgin.
No way! I don't think any of her friends are either. Certainly not her
friend Sophie. But with Lucy and me it's strictly for eyes
only. 

Sometimes she starts stroking herself in the bath or spraying warm
water on her pubes and breasts. One hand teases her
nipples as they grow harder and longer and her other hand strokes her
smooth belly and thighs, the fingers creeping down to
the secret area hidden behind the sparse hair. She licks her finger
and strokes her clitoris and labia, a curious look on her face,
discovering new pleasures. 

She looks so innocent, the young girl pleasuring herself, but then she
looks straight at where she knows I'm watching through
the peephole and it's as if she's begging me to fuck her. Then she
starts coming and often as not I do too just watching her. I
perform for her too, but I'm a little more discreet about it. I have
to be. I never let on I know she's there. I really don't think she
knows I can tell when she's watching me. Once I was masturbating after
I got out of the shower and I moved gradually over to
where the peephole is. Eventually my cock was just opposite the hole
and I stroked myself until I came. I could actually hear
her moaning faintly on the other side of the wall at the sight of my
cock coming so close to her face. I could feel her wanting to
put it in her mouth and suck me dry. 

_____________________________________________________________________ 

LUCY 

My best friend Sophie just told me this amazing story. She came round
to see me last weekend but I was out shopping with my
mum and there was no one at home except Dad. Sophie had just ridden
her bike all the way from her place and got caught in a
heavy shower of rain. Dad asked her in for a drink. She was all hot
and sweaty and she could see he was checking out her tits
through her wet t-shirt. She's got great tits, Sophie, and a great
arse. In fact she's got a great body all round. Anyway somehow
he persuaded her to take off her wet t-shirt and put on a clean one of
mine - that would have really made her tits stand out - but
she never got as far as putting the new one on. He's a fast worker my
old man, the dirty old bugger. Pretty soon they were
kissing and then they were fucking on the kitchen bench, can you
believe it? He got all paranoid and guilty afterward and
begged her not to tell anyone. She promised but of course us girls
talk. 

She went back a couple of days later when she knew no-one else was
home. He was acting real proper and nervous, but this
time she invited herself in for a drink. He was pretending nothing had
happened before but she started rubbing herself against
him in the kitchen - what a tart! After a while he couldn't help
himself and they did it again, this time up in my bed, can you
believe it? In fact they did it three times. They might have done it
some more except my mum came home and Sophie had to
sneak down the back stairs. I got really suspicious because he
stripped the bed even though I'd changed the sheets the day
before. 

Anyhow Sophie told me all about it at school the next day. She said he
wasn't bad for a guy of 45. She and Kelly reckon
they're going to go round together one day and try and get him into a
threesome. They would too! Jasmin - she's Lebanese and
she reckons her parents would kill her if they knew what she does
after school with Gary, and they probably would too 'cos
they're really strict Muslims - she looked like she wouldn't mind
coming too but she's really shy so she probably wouldn't. 

______________________________________________________________________
_ 

JIM 

Sophie's been Lucy's best friend for years and I've been watching her
grow up throughout that time. I'm sure she's been
watching me too. The first time we got together was two weeks ago. She
had ridden her bike round to see Lucy who it turned
out had gone out shopping. It was a hot summer's day so I invited her
in for a cool drink. Sophie and Lucy had been best
friends since kindergarten so we knew each other pretty well. There
had been a sudden downpour of rain and Sophie's clothes
were soaked which made them cling to her body. I hadn't really thought
of her as a sexual being before but seeing her breasts
clinging to the wet t-shirt really turned me on. Her breasts are
already quite large and I realised she wasn't wearing a bra. I got
out one of Lucy's t-shirts for her to change into, all the time
watching her nipples which were clearly outlined against her wet
garment. 

I was about to show her the bathroom so she could get changed, when
she reached for the bottom of her t-shirt. She glanced
at the growing tent in my shorts and up to my eyes. Holding the bottom
of the t-shirt at both sides she slowly pulled it up. I
watched as it crossed her navel and revealed first the underside of
each breast. She took her time, watching me watching her.
Suddenly one breast popped down followed by the other and she pulled
the t-shirt over her head. Her breasts were slightly
concave on top and full and round underneath. They quivered ever so
slightly and I watched the nipples contract a bit as they
hit the warm air. I was fascinated by her youth and boldness and
couldn't tear my eyes away from those beautiful breasts She
saw my gaze, smiled shyly and dropped the wet t-shirt on the floor. I
reached over to gently stroke her breasts and felt her
nipples harden again. She moved closer to me until they were pressing
lightly against my chest and her leg rubbing my
expanding cock. 

I bent down and took the left nipple in my mouth and felt it grow
longer still, while my hand stroked the other breast. We kissed
for ages while our hands explored each other's bodies. I kissed my way
down to her navel and was on my knees wondering
how far she would let me go when suddenly she stepped back. My face
fell momentarily until she smiled again and grasped the
waistband of her shorts, sliding them slowly over her hips, even more
slowly than she had with the t-shirt. As she stood over me
I slowly realised she was naked underneath, as the tanned olive skin
did not give way to knickers, but continued down infinitely
slowly until a tiny wisp of pale hair became visible above the
waistband. She moved slower and slower as I watched entranced.
Gradually her pubic hair revealed itself, paler and sparser than I
could have imagined. I looked up at her pink lips, glowing with
warmth and with a few drops of moisture mingled with the hairs. Beyond
that were her breasts, always those breasts, and the
face framed with black hair, and her other lips smiling with wanton
pleasure. 

I slipped her shorts over her ankles and felt her hands drawing me up.
I felt her tongue tracing a delicious trail move downward
past my waist until her warm breath caressed my cock which felt ready
to burst through the fabric of my shorts. She carefully
extricated it from its prison and pushed the garment down past my
knees. Before I knew it she was naked up against the
kitchen bench, her legs around me and my cock inside her. I felt a bit
mortified afterward and I made her promise not to tell
anyone, but I'm sure she would have told Lucy - they tell each other
everything. I don't mind, in fact it turns me on, as long as
Lucy doesn't know I know. The next time Sophie came around we ended up
in Lucy's bed. I can't remember if that was her
idea or mine, but I think it was mutual. I was fantasising about
fucking the two of them, separately and together, but half of it
was definitely fantasy. 

______________________________________________________________________
__ 

LUCY 

You'll never believe what we did last week, Sophie and me. Mum went
out and I was supposed to be going out with Nick. So
Sophie went round to see my Dad. Little did he know I went too. Dad
and Sophie started making out and they ended up in my
room. Sophie said she wanted to put the light out to make it more
romantic and after they'd been getting all turned on, she said
she had to have a pee. So she went out and I went in. It was pitch
dark but I managed to find my way to the bed 'cos it's my
room after all. Then I hopped into bed with my old man! God I was
shitting myself. I didn't say much 'cos I had to disguise my
voice and besides I was too nervous. But he was so randy he wouldn't
have noticed anyway. 

He started sucking my tits and pretty soon he was going down on me. My
God, imagine if Mum had walked in! I turned around
so I could get his cock in my mouth, well part of it, it's so thick. I
could feel myself coming and as I did his cock started
pumping into my mouth. I was so out of it I could barely swallow his
juice, it's so thick. He felt like he would have come but
just then dribbled out the sides of my mouth. Then he turned me
around, calling me Sophie over and over. Just as well the globe
in my bedside lamp had blown because I was starting to be able to see
his profile and I was terrified he'd recognise me. But
after a second he started fucking me. I was so turned on I came again
straight away. But he kept on going and going and I
came again. I rolled over on top of him so my tits hung down over his
face. I was sure he'd realise they couldn't be Sophie's
'cos mine are much smaller. But he didn't. I came again and so did he
this time. 

After a while he pulled out of me, still as hard and thick as ever. I
thought he must have had enough. But he told me to roll over
and put my bum in the air. He started fucking me in the cunt again
from behind but after a few minutes he pulled out and rested
his cock against my arsehole. I panicked a bit because that was about
the only thing I hadn't done before. But the thought of it
turned me on and I relaxed again. He pushed gently and his huge cock
slowly went inside my arse. It was pretty well lubricated
so it slid in really smoothly. At first it felt like I was going to
split apart but once I relaxed it started feeling fantastic and he
went
further and further in until he was all the way. I felt so full. My
god, imagine being fucked in the arse by my old man! Eventually
I came again, a really powerful one, and he did too. It seemed to go
on forever and I kept coming and coming. I was crying out
loud, then panicked that he'd recognise me. I wondered what he'd do if
he realised he'd been fucking his own daughter. At that
stage I didn't care and I don't think he would have either. I could
see why my Mum stayed married to him. And why Sophie
kept coming back. After we lay there exhausted for a few minutes I
figured it was Sophie's turn. I just hoped he had a bit more
in him. So I told him I was going to the loo and I'd be right back and
not to move. 

Sophie was just outside the door. She'd been coming all over the place
listening to us, but she was raring to get him inside her.
She handed me a cassette, and I said "What's this?" With a glint in
her eye she replied, "I thought you might like a little
souvenir." The bitch had been taping us! Then she went back to the
room. Pretty soon I realised I didn't have to worry about
his stamina. They made so much noise! My God were we that noisy? The
people over the road could have heard us. I listened
for a while until I could hear they were getting up. Then I snuck
outside and made as if I was coming home early. I walked in
the front door and there was Sophie, tucking her t-shirt in and
looking a bit dishevelled. Not too bad though. Dad went
beetroot colour, but I pretended not to notice. "Soph!" I cried. "What
are you doing here?" She glared at me as we hugged and
she whispered "You arsehole!" Then she said out loud, "I just dropped
around to see if you were home. Your Dad's just been
showing me his etchings." Dad went purple. "But I've got to go now.
You can tell me about your big night out tomorrow at
school." And she walked out the door. 

I felt really sorry for my Dad, he was so embarrassed. But I pretended
not to notice anything. "G'night Dad," I said. "I'm
exhausted. I'll see you tomorrow." I went up to my room. They'd made
the bed again but the whole room smelt of funk. I
stripped off, and crawled into the still warm bed, careful to avoid
the sticky patches. I put the tape in my walkman and put on
the headphones and started stroking my breasts while I listened to
what Sophie had recorded. At the thought of what I'd been
doing with my old man, I came again. God, I had to find a way to do it
again! 

______________________________________________________________________
__ 

JIM 

My God, I can't believe what these young girls get up to these days!
I'm still reeling from what they did last night. Sophie came
around while everyone else was out for the evening. We started making
out as usual. Last night we went up to Lucy's room
again and after we'd been in bed awhile Sophie turned out the light,
saying she felt more intense in the dark. Shortly afterward
she got up to go to the loo. She came back and I lifted the quilt so
she could lie on top of me. Immediately I started to feel that
something was different. Firstly her smell. Then as we touched I could
feel her body was different. Her breasts felt firmer, less
soft, smaller. Her skin was smoother, less hair. Her hips were
narrower and the hair on her pubes much softer and sparser. 

This did not feel like Sophie. My first instinct was to turn on the
light but I restrained myself. Whatever was about to happen I
wanted to experience it to the full. Obviously Sophie had brought back
one of her friends with her. Sophie had told me that she
and a friend - she didn't say who but I immediately suspected Lucy -
once tricked their boyfriends by swapping partners
midway and the boys never realised. And the father of one of their
friends encourages sleepovers where he introduces young
girls to the pleasures of sex, often several at a time. Perhaps that
was about to happen to me. Whatever it was I didn't let on
and I kept calling this girl Sophie. She had a very sensual body and
she knew how to use it. 

She lifted herself slightly so that her breasts hung down and the
nipples trailed across my chest. I could feel her long hair drift
across my stomach as she moved down my body, her hands on my cock and
then on my balls. Pretty soon her hair hung
around my crotch like a veil, and suddenly I could feel her lips and
tongue at its very tip. With the utmost gentleness she took
the rounded tip into her velvety mouth. Her lips moved fleetingly over
the end, while her tongue alternately licked the underside
and made little pirouettes around the tip. Little by little she took
it further into her mouth and out again. I could feel myself
starting to lose control, in fact I passed control over to her.
Several times I felt my orgasm building, but she wasn't ready for
that yet and she backed off a bit. This girl was good! 

I wanted to spread my legs and have her inside me but it wasn't time
yet. Gradually I turned myself around until she was
squatting above my face. My nose touched her mound and as I caught the
delicious aroma of musk and sweat I could have
fainted with pleasure. As I reached out my tongue to gently stroke her
labia, I felt her give a little shudder. My tongue reached
inside her vagina, my lips circled around her lips and caressed her
tiny clitoris. Meanwhile my hands cupped her arse, stroking it
in rhythm with my tongue and lips. She started breathing more deeply
and moving her hips around. I moistened a finger in her
vagina and pressed gently at the opening of her arsehole. She breathed
faster and deeper and seemed to suck my finger inside
her. All this time she was sucking my cock but the more excited she
got the less concentration she paid me. Nevertheless I was
ready to burst and so was she! All of a sudden she started moaning and
sat harder on my mouth, tightening her legs around my
head as she came with a shudder and an outpouring of breath. My cock
started spasming and emptied itself into her mouth as
she sucked and licked and swallowed. Just as I thought she was going
to smother me she relaxed her grip and went back to the
gentle undulations of before. After an hour, or so it seemed, of this
ecstasy I felt the trail of her nipples up my body again and
tasted her mouth, the scents of my body mingling with hers. 

I wondered who this delightful girl was, feeling sure it was someone I
knew. That was hardly surprising as Lucy had many
friends who often came round to our house. She climbed back on top of
me, her breasts hanging down over my lips. When I
gently put my cock at the entrance to her vagina, she slowly undulated
her muscles to gradually coax me inside. It must have
taken five minutes for the head of my cock to move inside her, and
every moment filled me and (I could tell) her with exquisite
pleasure. Her cunt was small and snug, but it was well lubricated and
my thick cock gradually felt its way in. Suddenly her body
gave a great shudder and she moaned as she came again. My cock kept
moving into her as slowly as imaginable. We just lay
there but imperceptibly I was getting further and further in as her
muscles undulated and caressed my cock which was ready to
explode again. Her cries and moans were starting to sound familiar and
the shocking thought occurred to me. Her body, those
breasts, the bathroom, could it be ...? 

The unimaginable thought stunned me momentarily. But I couldn't deny
it added extra dimensions to the pleasure. She rolled
over and took me with her. As my cock moved further and further in she
came twice more and I became more certain that I
wasn't imagining this. I began to marvel at her boldness and as I
reached my full depth we started to come together. It was all I
could do to keep calling her Sophie. While we rested, my cock still
fully hard inside her, she rolled back on top of me. The
darkness was becoming a little less dense and I could just see her
profile against the curtain. Those delicate breasts I'd lusted
after in the bathroom hung down, the nipples grazing my face, pointed
in the dim light. As my tongue traced a pattern around
those young breasts, feeling the few hairs and sucking the nipples to
long points, she started riding me as if her life depended on
it. I went deeper and deeper, she opened up but gripped me firmly as
ever, her vaginal muscles stroking my cock until I could
hardly bear it. But it lasted and lasted until eventually, as I felt I
must be splitting her apart, I felt her breath in that familiar sob
and her whole body shook as she came and I did too, for what seemed
like minutes. 

We both collapsed, her on top of me and as I felt her weight all over
me, I wondered could this really be her, could this be the
same girl who years before had slept on top of me exhausted after
along day at a picnic or at creche? I felt some of the same
things, protectiveness and tenderness, love, tinged with remorse
certainly, but with exhilaration that this girl was really now a
woman, that our relationship which had slowly been changing over the
years now also existed on a different plane. I still could
not be totally sure that it was she, but in my mind there was no
doubt. Nevertheless I could not even hint at my knowledge or
the spell would have been broken. I knew she could never come to me
like this if she thought I knew who she was, and now
that she had come to me I had to keep that confidence. I also felt the
desire to experience the full range of emotions and
pleasures with her and find how far she would go and how far I could
take her. 

I was almost exhausted with pleasure and I felt she was too, but the
thrill of the "anonymous" encounter revived me and I
determined to keep pleasuring her. We talked now, I still called her
Sophie but she no longer made any attempt to disguise her
voice. Her innocence in believing I would not recognise her astounded
and seduced me. I slid out from under her, licking her
nipples her breasts, belly, labia, and putting my tongue and finger
into her narrow vagina which was flowing with juices, hers
and mine. Then I turned her over on her stomach and slowly put one
slippery finger into her small arsehole as I slid my still hard
cock against her labia. I slipped inside easily now and she started
moving slowly again up and down, in and out. My cock
slipped out and I rested it gently against the tight brown ring of her
arse. As my finger slipped out the tip of my cock slightly
stretched that opening. 

She realised what was about to happen and I could feel her hesitating,
perhaps with apprehension at the size of my cock, but
also at the intimacy of the act. My cock and her opening were well
lubricated and as she relaxed the tip started to find its way
in. I decided to let her do all the moving and held myself still. She
pulled back slightly allowing me to slip out a bit, but soon
started relaxing again onto my hard cock. As she relaxed she moved
down and I felt myself sliding in, little by little. The
enormity of what we were doing stunned me, and I think she was
similarly affected. Several times I felt her tense as if she was
about to flee, but after a moment her relaxation deepened, sighing
with ecstasy as she took me further and further inside her. At
last those sighs joined together into one long orgasm slow and almost
dreamy, unlike the others. My orgasm came at the end,
slowly and sensuously and with wonder at the exquisite gift we had
given each other. We lay for ages like that until she had to
make another trip to the loo. Minutes late Sophie bounced in and it
started all over again. I was barely able to move, but with
the thrill of the three way secret we managed one more orgasm, while I
pretended she had been here all the time. 

______________________________________________________________________
_ 

LUCY 

Well the chance came sooner than I expected. A couple of nights later
I was fast asleep. I was having this fantastic dream. My
back was warm from another body and warm hands were caressing my
breasts, my stomach and my entire body. They
stroked my breasts through my thin nightie, starting at the edges and
finishing at the nipple. I could feel my nipple getting harder
and harder beneath the nightie. The hand moved to my stomach and then
slowly down to my waist, slowly tracing patterns on
the smooth silky material. I was feeling really warm inside, as the
hand moved up and down and around. 

Next it moved to my hips, gently stroking around the front, feeling my
soft pubic hair through the material, and down, down the
inside of my thighs, back up the outside to my bum. I felt those magic
fingers caressing my cheeks and in between through the
silken fabric. They reached between my legs to the back of my cunt
which was starting to get wet and then continued down the
inside of my legs. This time when it returned the hand was underneath
my nightie, bare skin on bare skin, tracing round my hips.
The hand reached into my sparse pubic hair and down the outside of my
vulva, slowly ever so slowly. 

I was starting to feel really wet as my dream lover's fingers started
caressing my cunt. I stirred a bit in my sleep and as I settled
back down I felt something firm resting between the cheeks of my
buttocks. I felt the fingers stroking the inside of my labia, up
toward my clitoris and reaching inside my vagina. I was so wet I felt
like I was going to come. The finger reached deeper and
deeper, in and out, so slowly I could barely feel it move. 

The object resting between my buttocks was getting harder and larger.
Obviously a cock! So my dream lover was male! I was
starting to emerge from my deep sleep. After a while I became aware of
the cock moving slowly between my legs until it rested
at the entrance to my cunt. I shifted in my sleep, turning my pelvis
outward to my dream lover. His hand was still inside me, two
fingers now and I was starting to shake with ecstasy. The cock was
still resting its head at the entrance to my vagina. 

Slowly, slowly I felt the head nudging into my dripping cunt. The hand
still caressed my clitoris and around my labia as I felt my
body being stretched by the dream cock. My god it was big! I was
feeling so full. But millimetre by millimetre it kept sliding into
me, then out a bit, then in a bit more. I wondered how much more there
was, how much more I could take before I came in my
dream. I was getting closer and closer as that cock gradually filled
me up. The magic hands were caressing my breasts again,
this time underneath my nightie which was wrapped around my breasts
now. My breath was starting to come shorter and I felt
about to explode. The hand moved to my bum and I felt a moist finger
at the entrance to my arsehole . It slowly started to push
gently in while the cock continued its way up my cunt. 

By now I was totally out of control and waves of pleasure washed over
me. As the finger reached its full extent I could feel
myself coming. By the time I stopped spasming I was almost fully awake
and I realised the cock inside me was a real one! My
dream lover's free hand continued to caress my taut breasts, while the
finger slipped slowly out of my bottom. My dream lover
could only be HIM. I guess that proved he knew who I was the other
night. I couldn't believe his boldness, coming into my bed
like this and fucking me, thinking I wouldn't wake up. Or maybe he was
so horny he didn't care. Or maybe he wanted me to
wake up. Anyway I wasn't going to let on. I let out a little sigh and
sank back down as if still asleep. I wanted to see what he
would do next. After what we'd done the other night I couldn't imagine
what was left to do. Not that I would have minded
more of the same. Unbelievably his cock was not yet fully inside me. I
couldn't imagine that I could take any more


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