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Subject: {ASSM} Story: Daddy's Diary pt 7 by DaddyOh (01/08) (MMff, inc, cons)
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Summary: Frank, Peter, Dylan and Amber take their games to a whole new
level as they give in to their sexual desires in ways none of them
ever thought they would.

This story is completely fictional and intended for adults only. If
you are under 18 or offended by such material, do not read it.
Send feedback to: daddyoh@bluebottle.com

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Daddy's Diary pt 7 by DaddyOh (01/08) (MMff, inc, cons)
(4360 words)

Peter was frozen. He was poised, hard-on ready. His daughter's pussy
was wet and willing. She was practically begging him to put it inside
of her. Dylan looked back and forth between Amber, Peter and me, with
eager anticipation.

"What should I do, Frank?" Peter said to me.

"This is quite a dilemma, Pete," I said. "What's a daddy to do?
What's a daddy to do, indeed?"

"Daddy," Amber said, suddenly almost growling. "Fuck, my, pussy!"
That got Peter's attention. On his next upward slide, he allowed
the head of his erection to find Amanda's hole. He moved his hips
to position himself for entry into his daughter. Amanda closed
her eyes in anticipation of penetration. Amanda could have moved
back and forced Peter inside of her. But she waited. Peter held
firmly to Amber's hips. Then slowly, he moved his own hips
forward.

"Ooohhhhhh," Peter said as he exhaled slowly. He had entered
Amanda's pussy, perhaps by only two inches. He pulled back so
that his dick was again just touching the outside of her lips.

"Oh, Daddy," Amanda said in her own exhalation. Peter moved back
toward her, moving again a few inches in, then repeating his
motion. "Oh, it's so good, Daddy." Again, he moved out, then back
in, an inch more this time.

Dylan had moved toward me, nearing the edge of the bed. She was
staring back at her best friend, who was being slowly but surely
taken by her father. I noticed that Dylan's face was still wet in
spots from licking my cum off of Amber's big tits just a minute
or two earlier. Without saying a word, I reached out my hand and
pulled her toward me. She stood facing me. I drew her close and
began kissing her face, kissing my cum off of my daughter's
beautiful face, and lips. She smiled as my lips moved across her
cheek, stopping at her mouth, then moving to the other cheek,
back to her mouth, down to her chin, then to her lips again until
her face was clean.

We looked back at Peter and Amanda. He had continued his slow
movement, entering her a bit further each time. Both father and
daughter were moaning softly as daddy continued his very slow
movements. I could tell that Peter was nearing full penetration
into Amber's pussy. He grasped her hips and pulled her fully onto
his hard-on, and he held her there firmly, his cock implanted all
the way into her deep wet hole. Suddenly he opened his eyes and
gasped. It looked as though he had seen felt something painful.
Amber noticed that something had changed.

"Amber," Peter said with some urgency. "Are you...uh, I'm
not...are you..."

"I'm on the pill, Daddy," Amber said with a big smile and a
giggle. The tension melted from Peter's face and he smiled as
well. That was the go-ahead he needed to begin fucking his
daughter in earnest. Slowly but surely, he increased the speed of
his thrusts. Not moving fast, but gradually quickening, in, out,
in, out.

"Amber, Baby," Peter said. "You are so perfect. You're the
hottest thing I've ever seen. I love being inside of you.

"Oh, Daddy," Amber replied, looking back over her shoulder, "This
is the best fuck I've ever had."

"And how many did you say you had?" Peter inquired with a smirk
on his face. "How many boys have you fucked?" Amanda picked-up on
her father's playful tone.

"I don't remember, Daddy," she said coyly. "But they weren't all
boys."

"Really?" Peter said, continuing his motion in and out of Amanda,
but slowing slightly. "You mean girls too?"

"Um," Amanda said, "Yes, there were girls. But I meant it wasn't
only boys, Daddy. There were some, uh...men too." She smiled
wickedly at Amber as she said this, then closed her eyes and put
her head back. "MMMMmmm, aahhhhhh, yessss, Daddy..."

"My little girl's been fucked by other men?" Peter said. "Not
just boys? And not even just girls? You're a little slut, aren't
you?" He gave the same wickedly pleasure-filled grin Amanda had
just flashed, but his was directed at me.

"Yes, Daddy," Amanda replied. "I'm a little slut. I'm a little
whore, Daddy!" Her energy increased. "And now I'm your little
whore. I'm Daddy's little slut whore, right Daddy?"

"That's right, Amanda Sweetie," Peter said, moving more quickly
again. "You're Daddy's sweet, nasty little whore."

I was standing behind Dylan now, the back of her beautiful naked
body pressed against mine. I had an arm draped around her chest
and was holding her close as we watched Peter and Amber discover
one another. I noticed Dylan's mini-camcorder, reached over and
picked it up. I held it over Dylan's shoulder, pointed it at the
daddy/daughter couple on the bed, and pressed the record button.

"I wanna be your whore," Amanda said breathily. "Fuck me, Daddy.
Fuck me! Fuck me like a little whore, Daddy! Fuck me like a
little whore!" These words seemed to ignite Peter's passion. His
rhythmic movements intensified as he began slamming his cock into
Amber's pussy. Amber is nicely curvaceous and as Peter's pelvis
slapped against her beautiful ass, small waves rippled through
her fleshy butt and hips. Her big tits swayed back and forth as
her daddy made impact with her body.

I kept the camcorder pointed at the two as i set it down on the
nightstand next to Dylan's bed. Peter had stopped his ramming of
Amber from behind and he was laying her down and turning her over
onto her back. He lowered himself over her and began to kiss her
mouth and face.

"You're so beautiful, Amber Sweetheart!" Peter said as he kissed
and kissed her. Eagerly she kissed him back. He kissed down her
body. When he reached her boobs, she grasped them and held them
together, pinching the nipples and offering them to him. He took
each one in his mouth in turn and sucked it firmly. Amber began
to moan as her daddy moved to her belly, then began kissing her
vulva.

"I'm your little slut, Daddy," Amber said, more quietly now. "Eat
my slut pussy, Daddy. Lick my Daddy-slut pussy." Peter placed his
mouth over Amber's wet pussy. He had clearly put his tongue
inside her because she began to writhe in pleasure.

I put my mouth near Dylan's ear and whispered to her, "Let's
leave these two alone for a bit." I took her hand and led her
from her room, across the hall to Jackie's and mine. Once in the
hall, I could see a strange look on Dylan's face. Suddenly I
snapped out of frenzied sexual fantasy mode and took stock of the
situation. My teenage daughter and her friend had spent the last
hour or two engaged in increasingly intense sexual activity, with
their fathers. Had Dylan suddenly been overwhelmed by the
enormity of what we were all doing? I couldn't blame her if she
had. Clearly we had all gotten carried away and Peter and I had
fallen far short of parental voices of reason.

"What's the matter, Sweetie?" I asked as we entered my bedroom. I
gave ample space for her to consider the question and answer. She
had a worried look on her young face.

"Daddy," she said hesitatingly, "I was thinking...um...I was
wondering..." She wants to stop was what I figured. And of
course, she was my first priority. I would simply get my feet
back on the ground and put an end to this craziness.

"What is it, Sweetheart?" I asked as we both sat on the edge of
her mother and my bed. "Are things going a little too fast for
you?" I wanted to help her get it out. I waited for a reply.

"No," she replied. "It's not that, Daddy. It's just...well...do
you...oh, I don't know." I told her that whatever it was, it was
o.k. and she could tell me. "Well, O.K.," she began again. "You
really like Amber, don't you, Daddy? I know you do. She's so
beautiful and wild and crazy. I know you like her. I always see
the way you look at her when she's over and stuff." I didn't know
where she was going, but this wasn't what I expected her to say.

"Well, sure Honey," I said. "You know I like Amber a lot. She's
part of our family. Daddy Peter and the whole family are like
part of ours. We've always been like that."

"Yea," she continued. "But I mean, with all this stuff tonight.
You seem to be really, into Amber. I don't blame you, Daddy. She
has such a beautiful body. I mean, I love it! You really seemed
to be having fun, playing with her tits and everything."

"Well sure, Dylan Honey," I said. "We've all been having fun.
Tell me the truth now. Do you not want to do this? Do you want to
stop? Because we can. All you have to do is say so and I'll make
sure we don't go any further." At that moment we heard from
Amber, across the hall. Apparently she didn't want to stop.

"Yes! Yes!" Amber screamed from Dylan's room. "Fuck me with that
big dick, Daddy! I'm gonna cum for you! You're little whore's
gonna cum for you, Daddy!" Dylan and I looked at each other and
laughed. I then waited for her response to my question.

"No, Daddy!" Dylan said emphatically. "No, I'm totally up for
this. I wanted it." I was really glad to hear that, for a variety
of reasons. "It's just, Daddy, I'm not Amber." I waited for more.
"I love her, you know, so much. She's like my sister. And so, so
much more. But, I don't have a body like hers. I'm not so, I
don't know, 'slutty' like her." I thought of the Truth or Dare
game we had played earlier and how many guys Dylan admitted to
making cum. "Well, not that I haven't acted kind of slutty at
times."

"Dylan," I said. "What are you saying? Just tell me."

"O.K. Daddy," she said. "Do you want to be with me? You know,
like you obviously wanted to be with Amber? I don't have big
boobs like her or a big butt, I don't have long blond hair, I'm
not a 'wild whore' like her. I'm just me." It finally dawned on
me. Dylan was jealous of Amber.

I scooted up against the headboard of the bed and called Dylan to
me. For the first time in many years, she climbed onto my lap. No
easy task, since she's now a tall, athletic girl. Not to mention
that we were both naked. I put my arms around her and pulled her
face close to mine.

"Sweetheart," I began, "I think you're the most beautiful girl
I've ever seen. This night has been crazier than crazy. And I
know I've probably paid a lot of attention to Amber. And yes,
Amber is all those things you said." I kissed her gently on the
lips. "But Dylan Baby, you're so special and so hot. I had no
idea until I saw you stripping on the video this morning. I mean,
until then, I had never looked at you in that way. I mean, I
think you have an amazing body, but I just never thought of you
like that."

"Come on, Dad," she retorted. "I have the body of a 14 year old
boy!"

"Oh, Dylan," I replied. "That's...well...let me put it this way."
She laughed at my hesitation. "Dylan, you're tall and lean, not
at all like Amber. But you have beautiful long legs. You have a
fantastic, tight butt. You don't have the biggest breasts." She
snorted another laugh. "O.K., your breasts are pretty small. But
it's just because you're so athletic. Your breasts are just who
you are and they're awesome. They totally fit you. And I've known
for a long time that you have awesome nipples, because I see them
poking through your shirts all the time."

"Really?" she said with a smile.

"Really," I said. "And, my sweet little girl, you have the most
adorable face I've ever seen. You are incredible, Dylan. I
thought you were beautiful before today. And now I think you're
incredibly sexy too." I kissed her again, more deeply this time.

"Oh, Daddy," she said, wrapping her arms around me tightly. she
pulled back slightly and looked at me. "So, do you want to? With
me?"

"Is that what you want, Baby?" I inquired.

"Yes, Daddy," she said. I want you to be the first.

"So, you want me to take your cherry?" I asked.

"Well," she hesitated. "Not exactly. Amber and I broke each
other's cherries a long time ago."

"How did you do that?" I asked.

"With a big dildo," she replied.

"Where did you get a big dildo?" I asked, not sure if I wanted to
know.

"From that box Mom keeps under the bed," Dylan said. "The one she
thinks is a big secret?" We both laughed. I also thought Jackie's
box of sex toys was totally secret and private from the rest of
the house. At that point she scooted off my lap and faced me on
her knees. "So, I don't have a cherry. But I promise you,
Daddy..." She took my hand and slowly guided it between her legs.
"There has never been a dick in here." She placed my hand on her
wet vagina and pressed it against her while leaning in to kiss me
again. "Please take me, Daddy. Please be the first one inside
me."

"Oh, Dylan," I said. "There's nothing I want more than that right
now." I paused to consider something. "But there might be one
little problem."

"What, Dad?" she said in earnest.

"Well," I said, "I've already done it four times in like 14
hours. I'm still fairly young, I hope! But I can't do it
endlessly." With that, I returned the gesture she had made,
taking her hand and putting it on my somewhat limp member. "As
much as I want to, I don't know if I'm ready for a fifth time."

"I think I can help with that," Dylan said with a smile. "I
haven't had one in my pussy, but you may remember me saying that
I've had a few in my mouth." With that, she pushed me to the side
and onto my back.

Dylan grasped my non-erect penis and moved her face toward it. I
expected it to go into her mouth, which I was very much looking
forward to. However, she kissed the head a couple of times, then
tilted my cock upwards. My daughter then proceeded to kiss and
lick my balls. Even Jackie hadn't done this to me in ages. It was
amazing. She ran her tongue up and down, kissing and gently
licking my scrotum, all the while gently massaging my cock with
her hand. She lifted my balls and licked all the way to the back
of my sack. I haven't been licked there for many years. The rush
of intense pleasure did the trick and I felt my dick getting
hard.

The harder I became, the more intense the stimulation Dylan gave
me. She stroked harder, then actually sucked one of my balls into
her mouth...something else I hadn't experienced in a long time.
She sucked gently but firmly, then switched to the other. By
then, I was almost fully erect. Only then did she slide her
tongue up my shaft and take me into her mouth. I can't say that I
had dreamed a lot about my daughter sucking my cock, so I
couldn't even have imagined how wild it would feel. She stroked
while she moved up and down, sucking, sticking her tongue out her
mouth as she moved up my rod. Within a minute I was fully erect.

I called Dylan to me and she climbed up my body. I felt her flat
belly brush against my erection as she moved closer. When she was
directly on top of me, I rolled her over onto her back. I was now
on top of her. I kissed her mouth, which had just enveloped my
cock. Dylan has a fabulous mouth. I kissed and bit her beautiful
lips. I wanted to kiss all over her tight body, to run my tongue
along her things, to eat her pussy all night long. But she wanted
one thing above all. And I wanted the same thing. As I ran my
hands along her legs and lifted them up off the bed, I hoped
there would be more times when I could fulfill my other newfound
daddy/daughter desires.

"Are you sure this is what you want?" I said to my daughter as I
separated her legs and began to position myself in between.

"Yes, Daddy," she replied, her eyes locked onto mine. I began
sliding my newly erect dick over her very wet teen pussy. She
emitted soft gasps and moans as I pushed harder. Once I was sure
she was amply wet and I was to, I placed the head of my cock
against Dylan's hole. She continued to look directly into my eyes
as I began to enter her. I thought she would close her eyes as I
slowly went further, but she stayed locked on me.

"Feel good, Baby Doll?" I asked.

"Yes, Daddy," she whispered in response. I pulled back slightly
so only the head of my prick was inside her, then I went back for
more. More little gasps and sighs came out of Dylan's mouth as I
entered her further. "Ah, ah, ah, ahhh...oohh, yess, oh, oh,
ahhhh." I pulled back again, then re-entered her fully this time.
"Ohhhhh, yeeeeaaaaaaa, ooooooooooooo." I held steady when I
reached full penetration, moving my hips slightly, allowing her
to get the feel of an erection all the way insider her. Dylan
wriggled her long legs from my hands and wrapped them around me,
pulling me even deeper into her.

"Oh, Dylan Baby," I whispered as I leaned forward, laying on top
of her now. She kept her legs wrapped around me as I began moving
in and out of her pussy. "Oh, Dylan, you are so special. I love
being inside of you."

"Fuck me, Daddy," Dylan said softly. "Slide that dick into me.
Mmmmmmmm, yessss, Daddy...OOooohhhhh." Suddenly a thought
exploded into my mind and I stopped all movement. "What's wrong,
Daddy?"

"Um," I said, "You said Amber's on the pill." Dylan nodded in
affirmation. "Well, if you've never done it, you're not on it,
are you?" She shook her head to indicate she was not on the pill.
"Dylan, I wan't cum inside of you, but even this is too much of a
risk."

"Don't worry, Daddy," she said. "I keep track of my cycle. I
can't get pregnant now." She had said the "p" word. "I'm sure of
it, Daddy. You can even cum inside me. I really want you to."

"You're totally sure of that?" I said.

"Daddy," she said. "I'm really good at sports, and math, O.K.? I
pay attention. I track my days and I know when I can get knocked
up. It's just something that I do. It's O.K." Largely reassured,
but still a bit tentative, I let myself relax and re-focused on
the game at hand, fucking my beautiful teen daughter. Dylan also
quickly regained focus. "I love you fucking me, Daddy. I love
you, Daddy." She pulled me to her face and kissed me
passionately. I kissed her face and then her neck. Dylan has a
beautiful neck.

"I love you so much, Dylan Sweetie," I said. "Don't ever feel
like you're not as pretty or as sexy as Amber. You're gorgeous
and sexy like no one I've ever seen. And I love being inside of
you.

"Daddy, your cock feels so good inside my pussy," she said. "Fuck
me harder...please? Fuck me harder." As she continued to whisper
her exhortations and requests, I was taken at how different she
really is from Amber. When Peter was making love to Amber in
Dylan's room, Amber was like an animal. We had heard her
screaming for Peter to fuck her like a whore from across the
hall. But Dylan was very sensual, feeling my every movement and
speaking me quietly, intimately. It was an amazing thing.

The more I plunged into Dylan, the more pleasure she felt. I kept
my rhythm stead as I plunged my dick into her. At times, I would
pull back, almost all the way out, then drive back into her hole.
She greatly enjoyed this as her long legs stayed wrapped around
me and guided me in and out. The more I slid in and out, the more
she softly moaned. Soon she was near orgasm. I was going to make
my daughter cum. And I was getting close too.

"Ohhh, Daddy," she said quietly but intensely. "Fuck me even
harder, Daddy. You're gonna make me cum, Daddy. I want to cum for
you, Daddy. OOOHHHHooohhhhhhh...yessssssss..."

"I want you to cum, Sweet Baby Doll," I said in reply. "Daddy's
gonna cum too. Are you sure you want me to do it inside you?"

"Don't you dare try and pull out, Daddy," she said even more
intensely. "I want your cum inside my pussy. It's fine, Daddy.
Just shoot your cum in me and don't worry. Ah, ah, ah, ahhhhhh,
I'm cumming, Daddy...ohhhhhhhhhh." I pumped harder but not super
fast. I wanted us both to get the full measure of pleasure from
this desperately forbidden encounter.

My daughter was close. I was close. I was fucking my daughter and
we were both loving it. Harder...harder...yessssss. Dylan grasped
me tightly and held me to her, burying her face in my neck. I
pulled her close as my orgasm began and hers did as well. Father
and daughter moaned together. As she requested, I shot my load
deep in Dylan's pussy as she whimpered and clutched in orgasm.
Through my own spasms I felt the tightening contractions of her
cunt as we came together. As both orgasms subsided, we held each
other tightly for I don't know how long. We then kissed silently,
not sure how to end our embrace. Peter and Amber took care of
that for us.

"Looks like you two had fun, too," Peter said. Both he and Amber
were standing by the bed watching us, for how long I didn't know.
But I did notice that Amber held the mini-camcorder which was
trained on us. The mini-camcorder that had started all of this.
She had been recording our act just as I had recorded hers and
Peter's before we left the room. What an interesting video this
would make. Dylan and I separated and we all gave one another big
smiles, then laughter erupted in the roon.

"This has been one wild night," I said, sitting up on the bed.

"No kidding," Peter replied. Amber had sat down next to Dylan and
began running her hands slowly over Dylan's body.

"Did you have fun with Daddy?" Amber said to Dylan.

"Oh yes," she replied. "You?" Amber nodded with a wicked grin.

"Well," I said. I think maybe showers are a good idea at this
point. Dylan, why don't you and Amber use yours. Pete, we have a
double shower in our master bath. You can join me if you want. We
can all meet downstairs after that." Everyone rose from the bed.
Dylan kissed me on the mouth as did Amber before the two bounced
back to Dylan's room, two naked teens ready to jump in the shower
after fucking their daddies.

"What the hell did we just do?" Peter said after they had left.

"I'm as incredulous as you," I replied. I don't think I can get
my mind around it for a while."

"What do you think the wives would think if they knew what had
gone on here?" Peter said.

"Oh," I replied, "Do the phrases, 'I'm gonna drop you with a deer
rifle,' or 'I'm gonna gut you like a fish,' mean anything to
you?" We looked at one another and laughed hardily, then headed
for the shower.

Final Note on the Day: Looking back at the events of the last 20
hours, I still don't have a perspective on it. I started the
morning discovering that my daughter and her best friend had used
my daughter's new mini-camcorder to video themselves stripping. I
got turned by that and jerked off, twice. For the first time
ever, I saw my daughter as a sexual being and she turned me on.

I then went to her friend's dad's house and showed him the video.
We both had the same reaction and jerked off together. Another
first for me.

Later that evening, back at my house, we accidentally ran into
the girls in a chat room and engaged briefly in sex chat. We went
up to Dylan's room and found that they were indeed the ones we
chatted with. The sexual tension built from there as we played
Truth or Dare, stripped naked and began exploring one another. I
experienced a few more firsts during that time.

Finally, we all came back upstairs and Peter and I engaged
sexually, first with each other's daughter, then with our own. In
the end, we both fucked our own daughters. Peter's time with
Amber was wild and fervent. My time with Dylan was close and
intimate.

What will happen now? Will our wives, Jackie and Sam ever find
out? Will they in fact, kill us? Ha-ha. (well...) And what will
the girls want? Will they keep this between the four of us? Will
they want to do it again? Will they want to explore other things
and make us a part of it? I don't know.

But, I'm glad this was all recorded in this diary, as well as on
video, because if nothing like this ever happens again, I might
be tempted to think it never happened at all! But, the four of us
will always know that it did. And I'll always have this record to
look back on.

The End

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