YPA: Your Privacy Assured/YPA.ISO/text/familypact3.sty

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                           A FAMILY PACT
                         (edited by EROS!)

                              Part 3.

    For a moment I am entranced. Watching my wife in an intimate embrace
 with our daughter is hard to believe, but the sight is an incredible
 turn-on. I watch as my daughter's young breasts are revealed in all their
 glory. She is so young and perfect. I feel drawn to her, compelled to
 worship her gorgeous young body as my wife is doing, so I kneel on the
 floor. I press my face under her hair and kiss the space against her neck
 that Nina just recently vacated. I can feel Sue's breath expelling
 downwards on to my face, with its aromas of Shiraz, apple and Nina. I
 close my eyes and bury my face behind Sue's left ear, drowning in the sea
 of my daughter's silky blonde hair.

    Blinded, my left hand explores on its own. I sense it tracing down
 Sue's forearm and can see in my mind's eye it forays over Sue's speckled
 tanned skin. Instinctively I know that Nina has moved on. As I kiss Sue's
 hair line behind her ear, my hand bridges that gap between her ulna and
 ribs and my fingers feel the crease where her left breast meets her
 chest. My fingers reach upwards over the spherical incline until I feel
 her knotty nipple between the cleft of my middle and index finger. I
 squeeze my digits, clasping her breast and pinching Sue's nipple warmly,
 not tightly. God, I am feeling up my own daughter! Pure heaven.

    To check on Nina I remove my face from the nest of Sue's hair. Nina is
 almost kneeling on the couch. Sue's leotard has been pulled down to below
 her waist and rests tightly over her tips. My right hand slips from Sue's
 shoulder to mirror-image my left. It holds her breast, and I gently pinch
 my fingers together and feel the stiff nubbins of my daughter's nipples
 enveloped in the soft web of flesh between my longest fingers. Emboldened
 by her moans of arousal, my mouth finds hers, and we kiss. Sue's eyes
 close when our lips entwine, but I look down and watch as Nina's tongue
 swirls around and into Sue's navel. A part of me can't believe this is
 happening, as I watch my own wife pay homage to our teenage daughter
 with her mouth.

    I can see Nina pulling down the bunched leotard with her left hand,
 trying to bring it over Sue's jutting pelvis, while her right hand
 strokes the tops of Sue's thighs. Almost imperceptibly Sue's legs begin
 to widen. I kiss her harder, and think I see the damp spot over the
 crotch of her leotard expand. The sight is incredibly arousing.

    Nina lifts her head from Sue's stomach and kneels on the floor.
 Swiftly she lifts Sue's legs over her head and lays them lengthwise on
 the couch. This movement breaks my kiss with Sue, whose head falls onto
 the seat of the sofa. I kneel in a vacuum behind the couch. Nina pulls at
 the leotard bunched at Sue's waist, and I watch as Sue lifts her hips so
 as to allow her mother to fully undress her. I watch as the white
 clothing is stripped down Sue's legs and hoops through the final hurdle
 of her ankles. My eyes travel up my daughter's legs to her naked crotch.
 Her cunt-hair is almost non-existent and in the dull fire-light, the
 blonde fuzz covering her plump mound is completely transparent.

    My cock leaps to attention at the sight of my little daughter's sweet
 sex, so lewdly exposed. Nina rests her head on the tops of Sue's thighs,
 and I gasp as my wife's tongue extends and licks tentatively at the
 girl's naked cuntslit. Sue's legs widen, almost reluctantly, and Nina's
 tongue slides over the pebble-like clitoris and darts between Sue's outer
 labia. My fingers touch Sue's temples, and trace downwards over the
 outline over her cheekbone to her chin. She turns her face so that her
 mouth can entrap my right index finger to the second knuckle and sucks
 its length hard. She gazes up at me as she does so, and the look of pure
 lust on her pretty little face tells me that she'd rather be sucking her
 Daddy's cock.

    I escape Sue's mouth. My fingers trace over the sharp outline of her
 collar bone, and down the ridge between her breasts. Her skin is soft but
 somehow my fingertips can feel the dimple of every pore. My hands are
 instinctively drawn to and dance over the incredibly firm mounds of my
 daughter's breasts. I lean over the back of the couch and grasp a nipple
 in my mouth. I let my teeth clench it while my tongue washes it with my
 saliva. I pull my face away, still gripping the erect flesh, almost
 trying to strip it of its skin, and then give the same attention to its
 twin. My tongue then plies its trade around the swollen aureoles at the
 base of each nipple. Sucking my daughter's nipples like this has my cock
 as hard as a rock. I can feel it trying to escape through the waistband
 of my pants.

    Suddenly, Sue moans loudly and I feel her whole body shudder. When I
 look down, I can see Nina's reddening cheeks. Nina's whole mouth is
 locked around the opening of our daughter's pussy and she is sucking like
 she sucked my cock earlier, drawing the blood to Sue's tissue surface and
 sucking Sue's aroused young clit. While I can't see it I know that as she
 sucks, Nina's tongue is working. I have seen my wife with other women
 before and I imagine her stiff, wriggling tongue probing the tasty
 recesses of Sue's hairless young pussy, darting deeply into our
 daughter's tight little fuckhole, flicking maddeningly at her engorged
 clit. I watch Sue's stomach convulse, knowing what Nina is doing to the
 young girl with her tongue. Knowing that she is making her own
 daughter... our daughter.. climax into her mouth.