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   depicts consensual sexual activity between men and women, or women and
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   Single Dads Club



   Annie

   Several weeks after their pact had been sealed in her father's bed,
Kerri was clicking on SOL.  She found a story about a girl's club.  She
opened it and read.  It was a very hot story.  The girls in the club all
decided to seduce their fathers.  It made Kerri stop.  What if the girl's
in the Single Dads Club...?

   That day at lunch, Kerri brought the conversation around to `dirty'
stories.

   "So, have you guys read any?" she asked.  There was a general agreement,
no.  "I have," she said.

   "NO WAY!"

   "Way.  Every night just about," Kerri said smugly.

   Crystal piped in, "No wonder you were jerking off so much."

   "You're just jealous," Kerri said defiantly.

   Annie asked, "So, like, how do you get them?"

   Kerri explained about how she could get around her dad's parental
controls.  She told them some salacious details about the stories.  The
three other girls were squirming.  "You want me to bring some of the
stories?"

   "What if we get caught?" Jeannie asked.

   "Duh," said Annie.  "Don't read them at school.  We'll have to take them
home."

   "But if my dad found out..." Jeannie continued.

   "Close your door," said Crystal.  "And don't make too loud a noise, like
Kerri did."

   Kerri swatted at Crystal while Annie and Jeannie laughed.  After they
settled back down Annie asked, "Where do you get the stories?"

   "I found this story site.  They got these stories, they call them Lolita
stories 'cuz they have girls our age seducing older men, like the movie
with Jeremy Irons."

   Annie broke in, "He is so hot.  My dad wouldn't let me rent that movie."

   "Anyway," Kerri continued, "most of them have, like, daughters seducing
their dads," Kerri said waiting for the reaction.

   There was a silence, then Crystal said, "Ewww."

   "How come you found those?" Annie asked.

   "I just found them.  It sounded gross to me when I first saw them, but
these are really good stories." Kerri said.

   "Are those the stories you were reading, when..." Crystal asked.

   "Yeah.  But don't get all like that until you read some.  They are like,
fantasies.  It's not like anybody is really doing it."

   If it wasn't for the club, the situation probably would have degenerated
right then.  But the girls all trusted each other.  Crystal and Annie
looked at Kerri.  "Really," she assured them.  That was enough.  If Kerri
said, really, she meant it.  Crystal shrugged and Annie said, "I'll read
one."

   Jeannie looked at the three older girls, saw their determination and
went along.  "Okay, me too."

   *****

   Kerri printed six of her favorites, two for each girl.  At school the
next day she handed them out.  Jeannie started flipping through hers. 
Crystal whispered, "Put it away." Jeannie quickly stuffed them into her
backpack while glancing around with a guilty look on her face.  "Read them
at home," Crystal said, stuffing her stories in the bottom of her backpack.
Kerri smiled knowingly.

   *****

   At lunch the following day the girls assembled at their usual haunt.

   "Well?" asked Kerri.

   "I read `em," Crystal admitted.

   "Me too," said Annie.  Jeannie nodded, blushing.

   Kerri put her hand in the middle of the four girls.  She waited until
the other girls put their hands on hers.  Now, they couldn't lie.  When
they were joined in the circle, they had to tell the truth.  "Did you touch
yourself after?" Kerri asked.  Jeannie blushed scarlet.  Crystal and Annie
joined her.  "How many times?" Kerri asked.  She looked at Jeannie first.

   She squeaked, "Just once."

   Then at Annie, "Once."

   Then at Crystal, "Three times."

   "Three?" a chorus asked.  Crystal nodded.  "Jesus..."

   Kerri pulled her hand back, as did the other girls.  "I told you they
were hot.  Trade `em around." The girls pulled the stories, slightly worse
for wear, and passed them on to the next girl who quickly buried the paper
in her backpack.

   "Are we going to talk about them," Annie asked.

   "Let's wait until you read all six," Kerri suggested.  That idea was met
with nods.

   *****

   Two days later, Friday, they met again.  "Well," Kerri asked.

   "I did it every night," Annie said.

   "I did it twice," Jeannie confessed.

   "Really?" Kerri asked.

   Jeannie shyly nodded, confirming it.  "It was, like, I read the first
story and I did it.  So I went and took my bath.  Then, I read the other
one and, like, half way through I was doing it again.  That one was really
hot."

   Kerri smiled, "I told you guys these stories were hot.  Do you want to
see some more?"

   The other girls exchanged glances.  Crystal nodded, then Annie.  Jeannie
burst out with, "It is just fantasy, right?"

   Kerri quickly said, "Oh yeah.  It's just fantasy."

   Annie looked at Jeannie.  She asked her," How come?  I mean, how come
you're all worried?" Jeannie blushed and played with her fingers.  Annie
exchanged looks with Crystal and Kerri.  Jeannie finally asked, "So, did
you guys have dreams or stuff like what happened in the stories?"

   Annie looked around and nodded, "Yeah.  I wondered if you guys did too."
Jeannie was staring intently at the other girls.

   Kerri said, "Yeah.  I dreamed about stuff like the stories - except it
was me in the story."

   "And your dad?" Annie asked.  Kerri nodded.

   Crystal moaned and said, "We're all becoming perverts."

   Annie looked at Jeannie, "Is that why you were blushing?" She nodded. 
"I guess it's all four of us."

   Kerri piped in, "It doesn't mean we're, like, perverts.  Dreams are just
dreams.  Some people have dreams about killing people.  That doesn't make
them a murderer, does it?" The girls shook their heads.  "So, we aren't
perverts.  We're just like everybody else who likes to read stories.  You
know, like, I read that eighty percent of Internet usage is for erotic
sites and stuff." The girls perked up at that.  Maybe they were just
normal. "Do you want to see more?"

   Desire won out over decorum.  Crystal nodded, Jeannie blushed and nodded
and Annie said, "I guess it's unanimous."

   "Good."

   *****

   That weekend, Kerri printed out a group of stories for each girl.  No
more passing them around.  She carefully arranged them in order from light
to more serious seduction.  The last one in each group was the club in
which all of the girls seduced their own fathers.  Kerri wanted that to be
the penultimate story.  She stapled them and put them in her backpack ready
for Monday.

   *****

   At lunch Wednesday Kerri asked the girls, "So did you finish?"

   Crystal was first, "I finished `em all Monday."

   "No way."

   "Way.  I had to go back and re-read a couple.  I missed some things,"
she said.

   "Yeah, I bet you did 'cuz you had your hand down your pants," Annie said
to general laughter.

   Crystal, with dignity asked, "Oh yeah?  How many times did you do it?"

   Annie shrugged, "Only five." That brought forth more laughter.

   Jeannie then asked, "Did you guys read the last story?" All nods.  "I
mean, what did you think?  It was almost like our club.  It made me feel
really funny reading it."

   Annie looked embarrassed.  Kerri read the signs and thought it was time
to take the plunge.  "I thought so too.  It was just like our club.  I
really liked how much love there was between the girls and their fathers."
Annie looked up surprised to be hearing her own thoughts coming from Kerri.

   Crystal broke in, "But they were having sex."

   "Like you never thought about having sex?"

   "Not with my dad," she protested.

   "And what were you thinking about last night when you were doing it?"

   Crystal's mouth hung open, and then quietly she answered, "My dad."

   Jeannie shook her head, "I could never do that."

   "I bet you could," Kerri said.  "We could have a club challenge," she
said looking around.  Annie nodded.  She had been thinking the same
thoughts the past week.  Kerri had made it easy for her.  It wasn't her
idea.

   Crystal said, "I can't be first." That was good enough for Kerri.  After
all, she knew who was going to be first.  She'd already accomplished it.

   Jeannie looked at the three girls, "My dad would never do it.  He'd hate
me."

   "I bet he would.  Just like every other guy." Kerri looked around again.
Annie was in.  Crystal, reluctantly, was in.  Jeannie wasn't in but she
wasn't out either.  Kerri figured she would come around.  "Okay, it's a
club challenge." The girls were very quiet.

   Kerri thought about telling the girls the next day, but no way would
they believe she'd seduced her dad in one night.  Plus, she knew none of
them would have the courage until she did it.  She'd wait until Monday and
then spill the beans.  Kerri underestimated Annie.

   *****

   Annie was determined to be first.  That night she put her plan into
action.  She'd read all of the stories of how girls had seduced their
fathers and assembled her plan from all of the best ideas in the stories.
And the truth was, she had been thinking about it since reading the first
stories.  The challenge merely allowed her to put into practice what she
had been fantasizing about for weeks.

   After dinner, she put on her sheerest pajamas - a top that barely
covered her and g-string panties that showed her ass and most everything
else.  She had bought this outfit to wear to an all girl sleepover to shock
the other girls.  It had.  She hadn't worked up the courage to let her dad
see it before this.

   As Annie walked into the den, Chris' eyes bulged.  "Annie!"

   "What Dad?"

   "That outfit."

   She stopped and pirouetted.  "You like it?"

   "There isn't enough to like," he said.

   Annie laughed, "But that's what guys like, isn't it?"

   "Not in this house," Chris said firmly.

   "Don't be a fuddy duddy, daddy.  Besides, it's not like you are going to
get turned on by me," Annie said, bringig those exact thoughts to Chris'
mind.  He saw her as he had never seen her before; a sexy woman.  His
traitorous glands dumped hormones into his bloodstream.  His skin was on
fire, his breathing was suddenly rapid and shallow, his cock rose to full
length, and his thoughts were of one thing - how sexy his daughter had
become.

   In a panic Chris nearly screamed, "Annie, go change out of that thing
before I tan your bottom."

   In a huff, Annie turned and stomped off to her room.  She didn't know
how much she had accomplished.

   Chris turned back to the TV but he didn't see it.  His mind was filled
with the image of Annie, his sweet little Annie, suddenly a hot sexy woman.
He had been able to see everything in that outfit.  The G-string had run up
between her labia pooching them out for his lustful eyes.  Her nipples
showed through the thin material of the top and her ass wasn't covered at
all when she turned and stomped out of the room.  He kept seeing this image
of Annie.  His cock refused to go down - it was almost painful in its
hardness.

   Annie had slammed the door to her room when she disappeared.  From past
experience, Chris knew Annie was good for a couple hours of sulking based
on the strength of the slam.  He laid back on the couch, his mind filling
with the image of Annie.  His traitorous body drove the thoughts into his
mind.  His hand rested on his crotch.  It felt good to rub it through the
shorts.  But he needed more.  His hand slithered under the waist band and
wrapped around his cock.  Chris groaned from the sensation.  But his hand
was constricted, he needed more.  Annie wouldn't be back.  He pushed his
shorts down freeing his straining cock, and started stroking.

   Annie had slammed the door to her room and fell onto her bed.  `Damn,
damn, damn,' she thought.  `It had worked in the story.' She was angry at
her dad's response.  How was she going to seduce him if he made her wear
stupid clothes?  She rolled over and stared at the ceiling.  There had to
be some way...

   She got up and put on her regular bedclothes, one of Chris' old tee
shirts and her panties.  Her stubborn determination won out over her anger.
Well, she'd try something else then.  Maybe a way from another story might
work better.  She opened her door and went down the hall.  Before she went
through the door, she heard a funny noise.  Quietly, she moved to the door
and looked around.  Her dad was lying on the couch stroking his hard cock.
`Yes,' she thought.  She had turned on her dad just like the stories.  What
to do?

   She moved back, quickly threw off the shirt and her panties, and moved
to the couch.  Her dad's eyes were closed as his hand moved up and down on
his cock.  Annie was getting turned-on already as she watched.  She was
looking down at Chris when she cleared her throat.

   Chris' eyes flew open.  Annie was looking down at him, a smile on her
lips, completely naked.  He was staring right up at her pussy.

   "Can I do that?" she asked.

   "What?" he asked stupidly.

   Annie moved around to the front of the couch, knelt down and put her
hand on his cock, pushing his aside.  She started stroking his cock,
"This." Chris couldn't believe what he was seeing.  Annie loved feeling her
father's hard cock in her hand.  It was just like the stories, all hard and
yet soft at the same time.  There was a clear fluid running from the tip
making it all slippery.  She knew what she had to do.  Men always loved
this in the stories.

   Chris watched his daughter lean forward, extend her tongue and lick
around the head of his cock.  It jumped, causing Annie to jump and then
giggle.  She looked up at her father, her eyes filled with love for him,
before leaning forward again to take his cock in her mouth.  `It wasn't
bad,' she thought as her mouth stretched to take his cock.  Her hand
stroked faster as she sucked and licked the tip.

   Chris' head fell back against the couch.  He had been close to orgasm
when Annie had found him.  With her hot wet mouth on his cock he couldn't
hold back, "Annie, I'm going to cum."

   `Oh boy,' she thought.  She sucked a little harder sending Chris over
the edge.

   "Cumming," he screamed as the first jolts sent his cum shooting down the
tube under his cock.  Annie felt the contraction of the tube running under
his cock, then felt the first blast of his cum into her mouth.  From the
stories she knew she was supposed to swallow or his cum would drown her. 
She quickly swallowed as another blast of cum hit her mouth, and then
another.  She kept her hand moving on his cock as some of the cum leaked
out the corners of her mouth and down his cock.  A few more weak jolts and
Chris' entire body went limp.

   Annie pulled her head back surprised that there hadn't been torrents of
cum like in the stories.  Annie squeezed his cock one last time forcing a
bit more cum from the tip.  `Neat,' she thought as she watched the cum
dribble down his softening cock.  Then she smiled, she'd done it.  She was
first.

   Chris opened his eyes, confronted a picture of his daughter holding his
wilting cock and his cum on his daughter's smiling lips.  What had he done?

   "Thank you, daddy," she said.

   "What?"

   "Thank you.  That was so cool.  Will you do me now?" she asked.

   "But I can't..." he said.

   "What?  That's not fair.  I did you.  Please.  Will you do me
cunnilingus?" she asked plaintively.  Annie stood up next to the couch
giving Chris a close look at her beautiful pussy.  Of its own volition his
hand extended out and touched her smooth little labia.  "Oh yes.  Please
touch me," she pleaded.  "Please kiss me there."

   Chris rolled off the couch and knelt before a virgin goddess, his
daughter, and performed the rites of manhood, as any man would.  His tongue
lapped at her pussy.  He could already taste her, but he needed to really
get his tongue into her pussy.  "Lay down, sweetheart."

   Annie lay on the couch, her legs trailing off as Chris pulled them apart
and rested them over his shoulders.  He bent forward and rippled his tongue
over her labia causing Annie to jump and laugh.  "That tickles, Daddy."

   Chris put his tongue at the bottom of her pussy and slowly worked it up
until it was just short of her button, then he teased it around before
touching her clitoris.  Annie jumped again but this time she didn't laugh,
she gasped.  "Oh, yes."

   Chris smiled to himself, slowly running the broad flat surface of his
tongue over her clitoris.  Annie's hips were pushing up against his face.
Chris sent his tongue back down her pussy and back over her labia.  There
was no tickling this time, just moans.  Annie's pussy was awash in his spit
and her juices.  `She's ready,' Chris thought.  Holding her legs, Chris
lined up his reinvigorated cock with her pussy, seated it and pushed.  It
seemed to catch.  Chris figured he just needed to be wetter so he ran his
cock up and down her gash until it was wet, also further stimulating Annie.
He seated his cock again and pushed, this time invading her pussy.

   Annie bit her lip as a sharp pain jolted her and caused her pussy to
clench down on the intruder.  Chris held still for a moment waiting for
Annie's muscles to relax.  When he felt her relax he pushed again burying
his cock in her pussy.  She had never felt anything like this, her pussy
all stretched and full.  The pain of deflowering was fading, replaced by an
uncomfortable stretched feeling.

   Chris began to move, doing shallow thrusts with his cock as Annie became
more and more lubricated and her pussy further relaxed.  Now it was
starting to feel good to Annie.  Chris began to fuck deeper on each thrust,
slapping against her body.

   Chris felt this position in his thighs, there was no leverage.  "Annie,"
he said.

   "Yes daddy?" she replied.

   "I'm going to pick you up and lay you on the floor so it will feel
better," he said.  She mumbled agreement as he continued fucking his cock
into her.  Chris buried himself and stopped.  He pulled her up against his
chest, rotated, and put her onto the soft carpet, his cock still buried. 
Chris moved over her and started fucking her again.  Now he had plenty of
leverage to grind into her and stimulate her clitoris.

   Annie noticed the increased sensation generated by her loins.  "Oh, yes.
That feels so good."

   The pressure was building and Chris let himself go.  "Baby," he moaned.
"I'm going to cum."

   "Yes, Daddy.  Yes."

   Chris sped up, his hips slamming into his daughter's body as tremors of
pleasure radiated through him and then the explosion came as he blasted his
cum into Annie.  "Oh God, Ahhhh..." he screamed as he unloaded a torrent of
his cream into her pussy.

   Annie could feel the wetness in her pussy as her father filled her with
his cum.  She had done it.  She had made love to her father and it had been
wonderful.  She was a woman.  She looked up at him, seeing the absolute
pleasure in his face and she was filled with love and contentment.  `I love
you, Daddy,' she thought.

   Chris collapsed over her as Annie petted him.  His cock shrank and
slipped out of her leaving her feeling bereft.  It had felt so good to be
filled with him.

   Chris helped her up and they went into the bath to clean up.  Annie put
her arms around his neck and kissed his cheek, "Thank you.  You made it
perfect." They kissed like lovers.  "Can I sleep with you tonight?" she
asked.

   He patted her bare ass.  "I don't think it is going to hurt anything
now." Annie laid her head on his shoulder.  Chris picked her up and carried
her into his room, laying her in his bed.  He crawled in next to her.  "Are
you okay, sweetie?"

   "Just tired and maybe a little sore.  But it was just like I hoped," she
said.

   "Sore?  Was that your first time?" he asked.

   "Yes, Daddy.  I wanted you to be first.  Why do you ask?" a puzzled look
on Annie's face.

   "Annie, you were so good and so aggressive.  I just didn't think that
could be your first time.  You wanted me to be first, huh?  So the
nightgown was on purpose?" he asked.

   "Don't be mad.  It worked and you sure seemed to like it too."

   "So you did plan it?" he asked.

   "I read some stories about girls seducing their own dads.  It was gross
at first.  Then I thought, there is nobody in the world I love as much as
you.  I knew you would make it beautiful, not like in the back of an old
car.  Thank you, Daddy," Annie finished.

   Chris asked, "What about tomorrow?"

   Annie smiled, put her hand on his limp cock and said, "I bet I won't be
sore by then."

   `Answers that question,' thought Chris as he rolled next to Annie and
took her in his arms.  She fell asleep holding his cock in her hand





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