Dear Readers,

I hope you enjoy this story, as you will find it quite different from my other ones. There is a little bit of everything in here. A small warning about the attempted rape scene, but I think you will laugh at the fate of the foiled rapist. Have a good read!

All In One Day

Written by Preteen Pleasures

Cindy was turning into a twelve-year-old bombshell. She took after her mother with her golden mane that hung to he small, but perfectly formed child ass. Her sky blue eyes took after her father that could mesmerize even the harshest critic. Her pussy was still bare, but her hips and breasts showed the tell tale signs of blossoming into womanhood. She was a beauty unlike any other in town and was definitely in the top ten for the state.

Everyone knew that too. She was the whack off fantasy of every boy in middle school. Even some of the high school jocks that wouldn’t give her the time of day last year sat up and took notice of this blond vixen. Her sixteen-year-old cousin Bruce was one of them and he was determined to get in her pants. No matter the cost or consequence.

Cindy knew all this, but couldn’t be bothered with any of them. It was not that she was stuck up or didn’t like boys. It wasn’t that she was too young. Her body certainly woke up her heart and loins to the idea of coupling with men. She certainly had her eye on someone as she walked home from school that day with her dog Buster. Of course Buster didn’t usually go to school that day, but was the object of Cindy’s show and tell so the administration put up with a dog in their midst for the day.

Cindy’s mind was wandering to her fantasy lover. She was not a naive little girl. She knew what a cock was and how babies were made. She knew what blowjobs and cunt licking were. Let’s face it, girls talk, even as young as Cindy was. She wanted to try it all, but not with anyone you would expect.

The object of her heart, soul and loin’s desire started growing in her years ago. It was her Daddy. In her eyes, he was the greatest man alive in the whole world. She remembered one day when they saw a horrible accident with an overturned bus that caught on fire. Her father thought nothing of his own life as he rushed into the blazing inferno of the bus and rescued twelve injured children. Some of them were injured badly, but every single one of them lived to tell about it because of the hero that her Daddy was.

She was the first one to fight for her Daddy’s honor against the few girls who dared criticize him and she knew every inch of her Daddy’s body as if it was ingrained in her mind like a sculpture. He certainly was handsome with his curly black hair and eyes just like Cindy. He was a roofer by trade and had a lean, but chiseled body of pure muscle. Cindy loved the feeling of his hard body when she hugged him and sat on his lap. But Cindy had a dilemma.

Her Daddy didn’t want to touch her anymore and it burned her inside and made her feel unloved and unwanted. Ever since she turned eleven, he stopped kissing and hugging her as often and refused to let her sit on his lap. She was perceptive in the fact that her Daddy was probably frightened of her blossoming body, but that did little to ease her pain. One thing was certain in her eyes. Daddy was going to be her first and she was going to seduce him. She was right about the seduction, but Daddy was not her first.

Cindy held her books close to her small breasts as she walked home through the community playground. Buster was running by her side barking and jumping and being silly like most dogs are when around children. She was deep in thought though and didn’t pay attention to Buster as her mind wandered to the time that she looked through the keyhole just in time to see Daddy’s wet and naked body as he got out of the shower one night. How many times did she masturbate to that image? How many times did her fingers dip into her young pussy thinking about him? She couldn’t possibly count and neither could we.

Her fantasizing was the reason she didn’t hear her cousin sneak up behind her and grab her breasts. Guess who little hot stuff! Bruce cried as he gave her breasts a good squeeze and made her books fall onto the ground. Obviously it wasn’t a very mature thing to do to a young girl.

Cindy was mad, as she rightly should have been. You’re such an immature geek! Why are you always trying to squeeze my breasts and ass all the time? I’m only twelve and even if I did like you, which I do NOT, you are my cousin and it is wrong. She claimed even though she had fantasies of a much closer relative. Rationalization is a funny thing, isn’t it?

What Cindy did not admit to Bruce, nor to herself, was that every time that Bruce touched her, she got wet in her pussy and she could feel her nipples stiffen with excitement.

Bruce defended his actions as best as he could. He had no intention of actually making her mad. After all, that would ruin his whole purpose right? He instead claimed utter fascination with her beautiful body. I can’t help myself Cindy! Ever time I touch you it makes me tremble inside. You are so beautiful. Why don’t you come with me into the woods along the side there? I’ll show you something really cool.”

Obviously we know what he thought was so cool and so did a smart girl like Cindy. However she did not say no as we would expect. Her body wouldn’t let her.

Her breasts were tender and electrified like Bruce’s handprints were still on them. Her nipples felt like hot coals and her pussy was dripping like a faucet in bad need of a replacement. Her curiosity also got the better of her as she replied, Okay Bruce. I’ll go, but no funny stuff or I’ll kick you right where it counts! And she meant it.

Bruce looked hurt, but it was all an act of a horny teen-aged boy. Scout’s honor. He did the scout salute as Cindy rolled her eyes. Even she knew that he was never even a Cub Scout for Pete sakes.

Buster was busy rolling on the grass and barking at the birds chirping in the air as Bruce cornered Cindy at the edge of the woods, just far enough so noone could see them. Cindy’s back was to a tree and he circled his arms around her as he pushed his lips against hers aggressively.

Cindy tried to break away, but she felt something too and sooner rather than later, they were lying on the ground and making out. Cindy was quite the good sport and let him slide his hand down her panties and even up her shirt. Bruce was loving every minute of it too as he roughly fingered her wet pussy and grabbed at a breast hard.

Within minutes they were naked and Bruce was desperately trying to get her to spread her legs so he could fuck her beautiful bald beaver. Cindy knew where this was going and his drooling and lechery found her suddenly cold to his adolescent advances.

Bruce Histerland! If you don’t put that thing away and let me up I am going to scream at the top of my lungs. She was as cold as the polar ice cap and she suddenly wondered how she she was going to stop Bruce who weighed in at fifty more pounds then she did.

Bruce wasn’t moving and he tried even harder to stick it into her. He was going to rape her. He had come so far he was not about to turn back, consent be damned. Cindy realized this and started screaming until Bruce hit her and put a hand over her mouth.

It was just then that Bruce let out a howling scream. Buster had sunk his teeth into Bruce’s arm. It was quite simple to that lovable canine who was now mean and vicious. Cindy was his master and he knew that this boy was hurting Cindy. The boy was going to be sorry he ever tried hurting her. Or at least similar doggy thoughts were going through the canine's brain. After all, they are smart creatures, quite smart indeed.

It was really quite hilarious watching Bruce run with his pants around his ankles and screaming so loud that an alien civilization could hear him on a far away planet. He cursed at the dog and swore at both of them that he would get his revenge.

Cindy was laughing hysterically, some out of the funniness of the situation and even more out of relief. She hugged Buster to her naked body as he licked her all over her face. I’m sure that he was just thankful that she was all right.

Minutes later, Bruce and Cindy were on their way home. Cindy shaken not only by what almost happened today, but also by the curious stare and quite eerie one at that that Buster was giving her. Those soulful eyes haunted her as they stared at her face all the way home.

On the other side of the city, Mr. Bradenworth sucked on the end of the pen as he looked outside of his office window to the river below. He had come far in his life and he was a proud man with reason to be so. At forty, he was the youngest vp in his company. He was a community hero to the eyes of everyone in the state. He had a wife; a beautiful twelve-year-old daughter and a dog named Buster. He even pulled in six figures a year.

Mr. Bradenworth had every reason in the world to be happy, but instead, he stared out at his city as if it was a prison. He was a doomed man and it was all because of the secrets in his heart that noone knew. A predilection from younger years fused on his soul and now he was tormented every day and night.

To make matters clearer my kind readers, Mr. Bradenworth made passionate love to his twelve-year-old sister when he was seventeen-years of age. This lasted for about a year until he went to college, but that year of bliss reminded him of the joys of youth. Youth was something he did not possess anymore and it made him angry. What made it even worse was his beautiful little girl, Cindy.

How could he count the times that he ravished his wife with his eyes closed imagining Cindy, his twelve-year-old daughter underneath him? How many times did he wish that he was thirteen again and in the arms of Cindy making passionate love, feeling himself explode inside of her as they were joined as one.

Cindy was even more beautiful then his sister was all those years ago and the temptation was driving him mad. He tried to be the best father he could be, but he was caught for the love of the child and the lust of the child. He didn’t know what to do and that made him very unhappy.

He knew he was hurting Cindy too. Those big blue eyes and how sad they looked when he pushed her off his lap, or kept the hugs and kisses super brief. Didn’t she know that it had to be that way? He knew if he let things go there would be no turning back whether she wanted to go farther or not. He really did adore her more then life itself. He was not about to let that happen. So he distanced himself and as he looked out the window, his mind was not on work, but how he could live and combine both of those beautiful worlds. An impossible task that he was bent on accomplishing.

Not that far down the street, Denise Brandenworth was having coffee with her friend Joan. She was half listening and half drifting away. Her mind was filled on the conflict within her house.

Denise was not only a beautiful woman, but she was a genius and highly perceptive of underlying emotions of people. That was how she felt the unhappiness in her house before anyone else admitted it. Cindy was going around in a trance all the time and wouldn’t tell her what was wrong. It was simply maddening and she knew what was wrong which just made it worse. It was Cindy and Daddy.

She looked back to the time when Cindy was little. She was the apple of her eye and how Denise adored every hair on her head, but she knew Cindy was Daddy’s girl. They did everything together and when Cindy was young, she was a regular tomboy. Quite strange considering how beautiful she was. Her husband John built a tree house with her, played baseball and even coached a team so he could be with her. Every waking moment Cindy was every thought of John except when they were making love. But now she knew better. The incestual want between the two of them started last year and she could see it as if it were written on their foreheads.

Denise was a liberal and if it made them happy and it was consensual she would have let it happen, but at the same time, she could not seem to voice the subject. Whenever she made just a harmless comment that could refer to it, they both spat out denials at a million miles an hour. She loved both of them more then her own life and just wanted to see them happy, but she couldn’t reach them and build that bridge that the two of them could not build themselves.

Denise also wanted something more. Sex with her husband, while fantastic at first, was starting to become dull. It wasn’t his fault, but she was not Cindy and did not want to be her when John made love to her. His closed eyes said it all and she needed emotional content. She wanted the fire to be hers in bed, not the misplaced fire of Cindy.

Therefore, she was very receptive to the idea of the swinger’s club that her best friend Joan tried to push on her. As if she needed any encouragement. Denise sat her own problems aside and began listening to her friend.

I’m telling you that you would never believe some of the things that happen there and who is involved in this community. Joan told her in her usually loud voice and then dropped down to conspirital tones, I’m talking incest, intergenerational stuff, bestiality and every other perversion you could possibly think of with a few thrown in for good measure.”

She was flushed and Denise recognized that she got that way when she was telling a good story. Sure Joan, tell me another one. She rolled her eyes, as she doubted her friend. She would have liked to believe in it, a place where families can come together and make love with nothing holding them back. Perhaps that was what she needed right now. What her family needed.

Joan grinned at her disbelieving friend. You don’t believe me? Shame! Shame! How long have we been friends?”

Denise laughed, Long enough to tell when you are adding colorful details.”

Then take a look at these and apologize my Judas. Joan said as she reached into the bag that she brought with her and that was lying by her side and pulled out a huge photo album.

Denise took it eagerly wanting to believe and as she opened the album, as she turned the pages and shockingly swallowed what she saw before her, she believed.

She saw pictures of gangbangs; interracial gangbangs, wives with wives, husbands with husbands, but what really caught her eye were three pictures. One was a ten-year-old girl getting fucked by her father? Another showed a nine-year-old boy getting sodomized by the same man. Both children seemed to really enjoy it as she looked at the smiles on the children in the photographs. The third picture left her cold as in heart stop, but burning between the legs like the center of the sun. In that picture, a woman of twenty or so was on all fours. A Great Dane was behind her and clawed her back while his fury sheath was fully embedded in the woman’s cunt.

Denise handed the book back with a trembling hand and said, My God, I imagined that people did that, but, but that woman with the dog was the public librarian! That man who had sex with those kids. he’s the goddamn elementary school principal!”

Joan was laughing so hard that she was crying. People started to look their way and they dropped their voices. You need to come and live. I know you can’t do it without your husband, but bring up the idea to him. If he wants Cindy as bad as you say then you all could be very happy with our little society. You’ll figure out a way to tell them that works for everybody involved. I know you will.”

JOan collapsed her head in her hands, How was she going to do that? She thought to herself. She left Joan at lunch thinking of how she could pull off Mission Impossible. Little did she know, things were working out for her at her house across the city.

Cindy finally made it to her house. She was more worried and anxious than ever. As soon as Bruce ran away screaming, she started to wish that she had let him go all the way with her. It wasn’t that she thought he was cute. In fact, she hated his guts, but the fact was is her awakening body didn’t much care who it was that made love to her as long as she was made love to!

She could not deny the feelings in her body as she threw her books on her bed and began to get undressed. Anyone with a vantage point into the bedroom would have gasped in pleasure as the little miss took off her clothing one item at a time until her marvelous twelve-year-old body glistened in her light perspiration.

Her hands rubbed her small breasts as she gazed in the full-length mirror on her bedroom door. They then moved lower and she looked at her own expression of lust as two of her fingers dipped into her honey pot. She moved them up to her mouth and tasted her liquid need as she gave the full-length mirror a show. Her expression combined all of those beautiful things of her age: curiosity, innocence, lust, a desperation, a need to be fucked; that only a young girl could show all at the same time.

Cindy sighed and said to herself, Damn! It is just not fair! I want Daddy to fuck me and the only boy who even tried to do it to me is that jerk of a cousin of mine Bruce. I know I’m pretty. Why won’t Daddy look at me and want me like I want him?”

The only one who answered her questions was Buster as he barked twice and then whimpered as he stared at his female master’s beauty. His paws were under his chin and hanging tongue while his hindquarters humped the floor, his doggie sheath rubbing the carpet in excitement. A dog has an excellent nose and he could smell Cindy’s need.

Cindy didn’t notice it of course. All she saw was another horny person as she scolded her favorite pet. Bad Buster! How many times do I have to tell you to stop doing that!

She wasn’t really mad at him. She had Buster since she was four-years-old and loved the dog as much as the rest of her family in different ways of course. In fact, when Buster did that it made her wet between the legs. She always scolded herself for it thinking it was sick, the strange canine thoughts that went in her head.

She left Buster and walked naked to the bathroom. It was down the hall, but noone would be home for hours and she needed a shower as she whiffed her underarm and made a nasty face. Cindy just stood there under the spray and then as she soaped up her body, all the sexual wants and events of the day came back with full force.

Her hands began to roam in all of those secret places and her fingers once again dipped in her honey pot and stayed there as she masturbated herself on her soapy fingers. She envisioned Bruce at first and then cast it out as quick as it came in. Then she concentrated on Daddy, but for some strange reason, just as she was about to cum, instead of moaning, Daddy ohhh Daddy, she moaned, Yes Buster! Yes!”

She came as if a deep quake rocked her inner being and as she lay down on the floor of the shower and gasped, she wondered, Where did Buster come from? Another nagging question to burden her mind.

Cindy finished washing her body and shampooing her hair and then rinse and dried off. She was insatiable and as soon as the cool air hit her on the way to the bedroom, she wanted to masturbate again.

Buster was where she left him and Cindy lied down on the bed nude as the dog gazed up at her. She often confided in her beloved pet and started telling the dog all of her problems as she absent mindedly toyed with her penny sized nipples.

What am I going to do Buster? I want to do it all of the time and the only person I can stand the thought of doing those things with is Daddy. Yet Daddy is scared of me at best or hates me at worst. What am I going to do? She broke down and started crying. She really started to believe that her father lost some of his love for her somewhere. They were inseparable one year ago and then it changed overnight. She couldn’t understand why.

Buster saw his female master crying and all he could think of doing was to comfort her as he jumped on to her bed and started to lick the tears off her face. You know you are not supposed to be on my bed my lovely puppy. Daddy wouldn’t let you sleep in my room anymore, but he doesn’t even notice me anymore so I hardly think he is going to notice you on my bed. She cried even harder as she hugged her dog to her chest.

Buster continued licking and scrunched down from her grip as he licked her chin and face. Cindy tried to open her mouth to get him off of her, but just opened it at the wrong time. Buster’s tongue came out and entered her mouth as their tongues touched each other.

Cindy gasped as it happened and she should have instantly pulled away, but something inside of her snapped. Her pussy started to burn, as if it was on fire and her dew, although it poured from between her thighs like never before, did nothing to quench it. She hugged Buster even tighter as she started to suck on his tongue.

Flashes of thoughts ran through her mind as she wondered what perverted thing she was doing with her puppy. Still, it was the only person that cared for her anymore and she clung to that as she French kissed her pet.

Buster was excited now as he moved down and began to lick her everywhere. He was a simple minded dog and just wanted to please Cindy as he licked her neck and then his tongue ran over her penny sized nipples.

Cindy gasped in ecstasy like she never felt before. Oh Buster you are so naughty! Lick my breasts! Your rough tongue on my nipples is making me so hot!”

She didn’t know what hot was as Buster continued to lick down her body as if he knew exactly where he was going. The scent moved him on until his face was buried between her thighs and his longue tongue lashed out and up her slit.

It only took one lick for her to cum all over her dog’s tongue. This excited both of them as Buster sensed her need and licked her all the more.

The little twelve-year-old girl was going through mind bending feelings as he body reacted violently to the assault of orgasms that racked her body, one after the other, as the dog continued to lick her pussy. The more he licked, the more her pussy lips expanded and blossomed out as her whole became exposed.

The exposure gave Buster a new target as he shoved his tongue, quite by accident or circumstance, up her tunnel until the tip was actually licking her hymen. Neither could stand much more and the absolute pleasure showed on Cindy’s face as she was awash with a glow of ecstasy and unbridled lust. She had no idea how much better it could become.

Buster was in need now too as the scent and her howls caused his sheath to instinctually unfold itself from its wrinkled state and expand. Within minutes, that thin, but very long sheath was fully erect and the head of the penis glistened with want.

It was time for Buster to back track as he licked up her body while moving on top of the unaware girl under him. The flowering petals of her pussy exposed the center of liquid heat inside of the young girl and Buster needed no guidance as the tip of his penis came into contact with her virgin center.

Now she began to feel that strange intruder at her front door to her maidenhead and started to push him off. No Buster! You mustn’t! It isn't right and it’s perverted! How could she ever explain what she already did with her dog? What if Mom and Dad came home and found her like this? What would she say?

Intellectually, she did not want any part of what was happening, but her intellect was not in control as her legs seized the dog’s him quarters and pulled him in like a fly into a Venus flytrap. Even the dog’s thin penis felt enormous to her and the dog had no self-control as he plunged through her maiden hood.

Two solitary tears rolled down her eyes as the pain washed over her, but her lust covered the stinging sensation between her legs as her pet started to hump his female Master in the most intimate way.

Cindy’s legs didn’t unlock, she didn’t try to push him off, as she started thrusting her hips up to greet the dog’s cock as it buried itself all the way to the doors of her young womb.

Cindy learned something just then for the first time in her life. She learned of a new feeling, a delicious combination of both pain and pleasure as the dog’s cock seared into her preteen pussy. It burned and hurt, but caused one orgasm after the other until she was so numb from the explosions that racked her body, she neither cared about the burning nor the pain.

Buster was oblivious to all of this and humped his little girl Master as if she was just another bitch in heat. She certainly sounded like one as she screamed out, Ohhh yes doggy lover fuck me! Your doggy cock feels so good inside of me! Don’t ever stop my doggy stud! Never! Pump your doggy cock in me forever! I can’t stand it it feels so fucking good! I love you! Fuck me harder!”

Little did she know that her last two sentences were for another’s set of ears. Listening in the foyer was Denise Brandenworth.

Her mouth hung open like a door knocked off its hinges as she heard her precious little twelve-year-old daughter scream, I love you! Fuck me! She couldn’t believe it, but she could hear the creaking of her daughter’s bed from the foyer. That was difficult to accomplish in less that bed was MOVING!

Denise found herself furious. Although she expected it to happen between her husband and daughter, she didn’t expect it this soon and she knew damn well that it wasn’t her husband. It was probably some boy with pimples who would break her heart the following day when he got what he came for. She was going to put a stop to it!

Denise Brandenworth went up the stairs as quietly as possible. Most Mothers would have screamed from downstairs and let them get dressed first, but she had something within her that wanted to see her daughter in action with whomever before she actually stopped whatever was going on.

What was going on was obvious as she looked into the door of Cindy’s bedroom that was left ajar, but nothing could prepare Denise from what she saw. It was like someone slammed a sledgehammer into her right over her heart. She felt it skip a beat and then pound in her chest like some tribal beat of the drums.

She held onto the door so she wouldn’t faint as she saw her precious twelve-year-old-daughter

screaming, Buster! Buster! Fuck me doggy! Fuck me and fill me with your doggy cum! Cindy was too involved to know that she had an audience.

For some reason that Denise could never figure out no matter how many future minutes she thought about it, she did not stop the canine rape of her preteen daughter. Instead, her hand went down into her pants and found her moist cunt as she masturbated to the site of the vicious animal thrusting into her only child.

Her fingers moved within her at the speed of light. Never did Denise react this way to some sexual stimulation. It was like she was lost in a world of lust where the mesh fabric of reality tore around her as she plummeted into the black abyss.

As soon as Denise came, in a mind numbing orgasm that left her knees rattling against each other, BUster made one final lunge and his knot blew up inside of the preteen pussy spewing seed and stretching that previrgin pussy much too wide.

Ooooooo, owwww! That hurts puppy! Why is your cock so big inside of me! It feels like you have grown a fucking baseball bat! Screamed the little girl who started to regret what she did. It wasn’t that she didn’t like it and wouldn’t do it over and again, but the pain that tore through her body like a runaway train going off the tracks, hurt her deeply and tears started to roll down her cheeks.

Cindy was stuck and started to cry even harder when she saw her Mom. Denise went in and hugged both of them. It’s all right honey, Mommy understands.”

She did too. Watching her preteen daughter with Buster made her want to make love to Buster also. She admitted to herself that the incestual overture wasn’t what was making her unhappy. She wanted more sex, she wanted variety.

She was awaken from her mind drift as her daughter screamed, It’s not all right! It hurts!”

Ssssh, it will be all right as long as you don’t move. When a dog has an orgasm they get a knot in their cock and that is what you feel. You just have to rest until the knot goes away.”

Buster was no longer interested in comforting Cindy. He was too busy panting as his knot slowly shrunk inside his human lover. As far as Buster was concerned, it was the best piece of ass he ever had!

So even though Buster wasn’t there for poor, little Cindy, her Mother was. Denise held onto her daughter tight and kissed away the tears. The kissing away the tears turned to something more and as Buster withdrew and curled up on the floor, Denise started to French kiss her twelve-year-old daughter.

Cindy didn’t know what to feel as she felt her Mom's tongue enter between her lips. She always thought about boys, but she never thought that two women could make love. It took her by surprise, but it was not an unpleasant one as she felt her Mom's lips against her own.

Cindy welcomed her Mom’s tongue into her mouth as they kissed with all the passion that two people could share. Cindy didn’t feel alone anymore and even more than that, she felt the familiar craving start to grow once again between her legs.

It was new for Denise as well. She never imagined kissing another woman in this way and definitely not her preteen daughter! But all that changed today. Her world and inhibitions crumbled from the pictures and talking with Joan, the swinging family community, and most of all, seeing her daughter have hot sex right in front of her eyes with the family pet! She was finally awake in her heart, her soul and her loins and now all she could do was make love to her daughter. She even wanted to make love to the dog!

She would never had considered anything so taboo before, but everything was changed for the Brandenworth family. Cindy and her Mom eagerly made love while they waited for Cindy’s Daddy to come home. There would be a lot of explaining to do when he arrived, but hopefully, Denise thought, there would be a lot of love too.

Cindy and her Mom kissed each other all over their bodies as they both explored a new experience together. Denise had misgivings about what she was going to do considering her daughter’s taboo coupling with the family pet, but she loved Cindy and wanted to make her feel like a woman.

Therefore, Denise went down to her daughter’s wide open pussy that was slightly bruised from the dog’s vicious, instinctual humping and started to lick all the doggy cum out of her daughter.

Ooooo Mommy! That feels so good! I can’t believe you are kissing my pussy! I mean it feels so good and Buster’s sperm is still dripping from my pussy lips. Do you like the taste of Buster and me together? Cindy purred inquisitively.

Surprisingly, Denise did, but she was too busy eating her daughter to let her in on it. The taste was just as if her husband had cum in their daughter, but strangely it was even more erotic. She started to wonder what it would be like to give Buster a blowjob and other equally disturbingly twisted things.

Speaking of Buster, he was watching the show of Mother and daughter with a whole lot of interest as he started drooling and panting. His eyes were locked on the incestual union and his furry sheath could smell the sex as it grew out again for round two.

Buster didn’t know how lucky he was to be in such a family. All he knew was that he smelled heat and he was in heat! He jumped up on the bed and before Denise had any indication of what was going on, Buster was clawing his way up her back and his animal penis was looking for its mark.

Mommy! Buster wants to make love to you too! Do you want to make love to my puppy Mommy? The girl asked hopefully. She knew that she liked everything but the knot and she also knew that she would get used to it. She wanted nothing more then her Mommy and Buster to make love and both be happy.

Denise knew what her daughter wanted and she wanted it as well. She wanted to feel a furry animal sheath in her cunt. She wanted to get savagely fucked by an animal, domesticated or not. She wanted to fall right into that pool of primal lust that was wallowing in her heart aching to be filled.

Denise didn’t have much of a choice in the matter as Buster found his mark and wasted no time in putting all of his doggy cock up into the warm and wet center of Cindy’s Mommy. Denise grunted as she felt the long cock all the way to the bottom of her depths.

It was sort of painful, but exhilarating as well. The doggy cock would smash into her cervix on every in stroke and she felt herself cumming already as she continued to lick her daughter’s pussy. If that excited her, she couldn’t wait to feel the knot swell inside of her and really fill her up.

Cindy ran her hands into her mother’s long blonde hair and pushed her face deeper into her pussy. It was quite different from fucking and she couldn’t really tell which she liked best. The fucking got her off more, but her Mommy’s tongue inside of her was so gentle and wet, touching her in all of the right places.

Buster was having the time of his life as well. He humped with doggy persistence and passion as his long cock slid in and out of Denise. The dog felt nothing like it and his knot grew as he shot all of his doggy cum deep inside of her womb.

Denise was erotically exhausted as she lay there and sighed while holding onto her daughter. I can’t thank you enough honey. If I didn’t come in on you and Buster, I never would have known such pleasure. Thank you my precious little girl. I know you want Daddy, I’ll talk to him and see if he will make love to you. I know you both want each other, but your Daddy is scared because he knows it’s wrong and people might take you away from us if anyone found out. He hasn’t been ignoring you. He just loves you so much that he can’t keep himself under control. She told her daughter and every word hit the nail right on the head. That was exactly what he thought.

John heard the whole thing out in the hallway as he watched the whole show. He heard the strange noises and thought for sure that his wife found another man and was making love to him in their house in their bed? He was angry at first and then worried when the sound came from Cindy’s room. My God was she?

When he looked in his question was answered and at first it was not the answer he wanted. His daughter was making love to his wife! And his wife was cheating on him with the dog! Most men would have gone into the gun cabinet and well. you know. It’s in the news all the time about a guy that goes berserk, but no one knows why. Perhaps we do know.

Of course John was not a violent man and instead, he was just plain shocked. That shock wore off quickly enough as he felt his erection grow. After all, he had a perfect view of his daughter’s bald pussy being sucked up by her very own Mom, his wife!

He always wanted to see her twelve-year-old body naked, but he respected and loved her so much that he never peeked at her. Now it was before him in all its preteen glory and his daughter wanted him! His wife knew and understood!

There was one thing he needed more then a fifth of good whisky right then. He needed to tell two people how much he loved them.

John walked into the room just when the dog was sliding out of his wife. I heard everything.”

Denise and Cindy both jumped as if Buster bit them in their asses. Even Buster was scared as he knew he wasn’t supposed to be on the bed. The more serious offense that he committed never crossed his doggy mind.

Honey, I can explain!”

Daddy, it’s not what it looks like!”

Hold it you two! I know what happened and I am not mad. He said with a smile on his face.

Cindy and Denise looked at each other with surprise written all over as Cindy said, You’re not mad that Mommy and I made love or that we did it with the doggy?”

His face went white. Cindy had sex with the dog as well?! He needed to sit down. He sat on the bed and held his two women close to him. He thought about it and said, I’m not mad, but from now on, Buster only gets you two when I am whipped! Do you two understand me?”

Cindy and Denise were so happy that they both started crying as they held onto him tight, but that didn’t last for long as John let go. So, I think I waited long enough to make love to my little girl.”

Wait! Let me get the camcorder! Denise said as she jumped off the bed and ran downstairs to the family room. She was back in a minute and the camera was on and pointed straight at the twelve-year-old girl and her Daddy as they began to kiss for what seemed like forever.

They were in love and nothing was going to rush them as Denise tried to hurry them up with hand motions. They were oblivious to her and the camera and the world outside of their space.

The passion hung in the air as his big hands explored every inch of his naked daughter while she gently removed his clothes piece by piece. They wanted each other in the worst way, but knew that since they didn’t have to hide, they could spend all the time in the world.

Soon they were completely naked and Cindy was in those arms that she dreamed of for so long. Her Daddy’s lean and hard body pressed against hers and her small breasts pressed against his chest. His large hands explored her tender body with feather light touches. Nothing had prepared her for the absolute tenderness of the moment.

Daddy it feels so good, but I can’t wait anymore. I’ve been waiting for years to make love to me and although you aren’t my first really, I want to make love to you. I want to feel you fucking my little pussy and cumming inside of me. Please Daddy! Don’t tease me anymore. Cindy begged.

John was more than willing to give into her requests. His daughter’s body had been driving him crazy probably longer than she even wanted him. He just wanted the moment not only to last, but most important, he wanted her to love the experience. Nothing would ruin it for him unless he rushed her and made her never want him again. But this was different. She asked him to do it and his cock throbbed with anticipation of the event.

Okay honey, but it might hurt a little. I know what you did with Buster, but a human cock is much wider and you’re going to feel your little pussy stretch. Okay?”

I don’t care how much it hurts. Now shut up and make love to me. She said as she took her father’s face in her hands and began kissing him as she moved on top of him.

His cock found its mark as Denise zoomed in with the camcorder. Denise waited for the moment and now it was here. Her family was happy again and they owed it all to their dog. What a strange thing to admit to one selves. I guess there is therapeutical help from pets.

Cindy was taking control of this love scene. It was clear in person and clear on the camcorder as she guided her Daddy’s cock into her and then slammed her body down on the cock. If it hurt her a little, she didn’t even blink, but held her head back so her golden mane fell across her father’s thighs and knees as she rode her Daddy’s cock.

Denise moved around the bed for better vantage points as she taped their facial expressions and zoomed in where her husband’s cock slid in and out of their daughter’s preteen pussy.

Cindy was moaning and her moans grew louder each time she slammed down on her Daddy. She was impaled on his thick cock and she thought of no place else she would rather be. It was better then Buster, it was even better then her fantasies. It was reality and it was really happening as she fucked her Daddy.

The thick veined instrument stretching her pussy made her cum over and over again. It was strange to think that she was one of those lucky girls to be multi-orgasmic after all that happened today. Any girl would have been happy with half of her exciting day, but Cindy was greedy and she wanted every orgasm she could get as she slammed her body time after time against her father.

John couldn’t take anymore of the tremendous pressure he felt in his balls, nor could he resist the calling of his loins or the thorough and fast fucking of his preteen daughter on his cock. He held her close to stop her and pulled her down to him. As soon as their lips touched he came with the force of a river rage. Every drop of semen, every incestuous seed, every frustration of his life left him in six seconds as he shot his fertile load into his daughter’s pussy.

I love you little girl. He said as he held her to his chest.

I love you more Daddy.”

Denise stopped the camcorder and wiped the tears off her face. It should have been sexy and it was, but it was so much more than that as she watched them together. She knew she made the right choice.

Daddy had all he could take with two lovers in the house from that moment on, but the girls had no problem relying on buster when Daddy was at work or just plain tuckered out. They finally joined that swinging family circle, but alas, that is another story.

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