Coaching a Teen Model

First time sex stories: Coaching a Teen Model. Author: stifflittlepoints. Emma was excited to model the new dress her Daddy had bought for her. Soon a neighbor wanted to follow up and take pictures of her at his house. There she found a slightly older boy, who took over the action and everyone enjoyed themselves. The story is including of Fantasy, Exhibitionism, First Time, Incest, Young theme.

First time sex stories: Coaching a Teen Model

Author: stifflittlepoints

She smiled and tilted her head just the way she knew her Daddy liked and said, “So what’s my present from you, Daddy?”

Henry pretended to let his face fall and said, “Gee I hoped you would forget about your birthday this year and I wouldn’t have to get you one.”

Emma now folded her arms as she said, “Yeah right Dad, hand it over” with a smile on her face.

Smiling back at her, Henry reached and took his daughter’s hand and led her to the combination kitchen dining room. There a wrapped box sat on the dining table. Giving a little girl shriek . . . Emma ran to the table and began to tear away the wrapping paper.

Opening the box her eyes got wide. There she found her favorite yellow dress she had been looking at in a nearby store, and when she pulled it out underneath a frilly panty and bra set. Squealing with delight Emma pulled out the underwear marveling over it. She had never had a real bra before. There were a couple of sports bras that Henry had gotten her to play field hockey in but that was all.

“Well don’t just stand there.” Henry said, “Try them on and make sure I got you the right size.”

Without another word Emma ran off to the back of the one story house into her bedroom. Henry still smiling walked after his daughter. At the open door of her room he leaned against the door frame as Emma kicked off her party shoes and began to unbutton her dress.

Henry and Emma led a casual lifestyle. Undressing in front of each other was commonplace. Emma barely noticed and was not bothered by her father’s presence as she pulled off her old dress. The fact that she had seen her father naked and he had seen her was something she would never tell Aunt Edda and even at six she had known not to admit that to the child services investigator.

When the dress was off Henry couldn’t help his eyes going to the low mounds with the slightly puffed pink nipples that were on Emma’s bare chest. When she then quickly whisked off her old panties she stood clad only in white knee socks. Henry could clearly see her cute little cleft between her legs. Emma’s mother had been as blond as Emma and had never shaved herself down there. She had always sported a sparse blond bush of hair. Henry peered at his daughter and wondered if she was growing any hair yet but couldn’t tell. She still looked like her pussy was completely bald. Henry shifted slightly as an erection began to develop between his legs. As many times as he has seen his daughter’s body, it never failed to excite him.

Soon Emma had her new panties on. Looking down at the white lacey garment she smiled. Putting on the bra proved to be a much harder task. It fastened at the back and Emma had no experience of how the hooks actually worked.

Still smiling, Henry stepped forward and took over. “Here,” he said, “I’ve got some experience with unhooking those things so I should be able to do it in reverse.”

When the hooks were fastened Emma spun around so Henry could see. “My new undies are perfect Daddy. I love them.”

Then striking what she thought was a sultry pose she said, “See . . . I’m a big girl now.”

Henry scooped her up in a hug and said, “Yes you are sweetness. You certainly are.”

Just then a call of, “Anybody home,” in a familiar voice came from the front door.

Henry put Emma down and said, “Put the dress on and then let’s show Uncle Ross what I gave you.”

Ross Ladue wasn’t Emma’s real uncle. He was Henry’s next door neighbor and best friend and Emma liked him as well. He had often watched her for Henry when she was younger. Ross was a professional photographer. He had a spacious room he had built onto his house to use as a studio. Many times Emma had watched as he took photos that would be used in magazine and catalog advertisements. More recently more of his pictures were appearing in Internet ads.

What Emma didn’t know, but Henry did, was that he also supplied photos used in pornographic sites online. He even did risque pictures of a young girl who had her own Internet site with pictures of herself scantily clad in provocative poses. There was some more beyond that which Henry definitely wouldn’t mention to Emma. Ross called them his special photos and they were available only to three or four of Ross’ closest like minded friends. Henry would never mention that he was one of the few to have seen the popular non nude Internet model’s secret naked photos. Walking to the front of the house Henry greeted Ross and invited him into the living room.

“Have you given her the dress yet?” he asked.

“Give her a second and she’ll show you.” Henry replied. The two men then spent a few moments bewailing the defeat of the local baseball team the previous weekend but then Emma appeared. The blond five foot one girl walked in with her hands clasped demurely in front of her. She had a small winsome smile on her angelic face. Going to the center of the room she did a twirl letting the skirts of the dress billow out.

“Daddy it fits perfectly! You couldn’t have chosen better.” Then as Ross’s smile faded, “Don’t you like it Uncle Ross?”

Catching himself Ross said, “It’s not that. It’s just that you look almost too good. I always knew you were pretty but in that dress you’re just the most beautiful young lady. You take my breath away. You’ve got to let me take your picture in it.”

“I agree,” said Henry. “She looks great but my judgment is very prejudiced. “Can we come over now and do it in the studio?”

“No,” Ross said, “I’ve got a model coming in few minutes but if you can come over in an hour and a half or so I should be done. I want to take the time to do her justice so I want to spend some time setting things up.”

“Okay with me.” Henry said, “How about you kid?”

“You know I love posing for you . . . Uncle Ross,” Emma added. Little did either man realize Emma’s eyes were trained on their growing bulges inside their pants. When Ross had gone, Emma walked to the shelf of family photos and looked up at them. Pictures of Charlie at various ages mostly taken by Ross dominated. There was one photo of Emma standing stiffly and formally with an unsmiling Aunt Edda. Henry made it into a couple of pictures with Emma and one showed him with coworkers at the machine shop where he worked.

Emma wasn’t looking at these though. She stood before a picture at the end of her parents at their wedding and the only picture Ross had sold with Emma appearing in it. The photo showed a five year old Emma several years ago and her mother both wearing matching footy pajamas with Emma leaning against her mother’s leg as they both smiled at each other. The photo had been used in a catalog of the company that marketed the pajamas and apparently sales of the pajamas had been very good that year. Seeing where she was looking, Henry remained silent not wanting to interrupt his daughter’s reverie. But she did it herself whirling away . . . and starting to unbutton her new dress.

“Hey,” said Henry, “I thought you liked it.”

Emma replied, “I do and I want to keep it clean until Ross takes my picture.” Soon she was again clad only in underwear as she laid her dress carefully on the couch.

Going to her bag of presents, she pulled out a disk in a jewel case and said, “Let’s put this game in the computer. I want to spend some time killing Orcs.”

An hour later, Ross had made good progress on his work for the day. His model was a good looking teenage boy named Simon who was a good worker. He was surprisingly patient and mature for his age. They were doing clothing catalog pictures and Ross had hoped to get through several outfits that day. Actually on the last outfit for the day, Simon wore white brief underwear and a white T-shirt.

Ross had already taken half a dozen shots with slight lighting variations when Emma and Henry walked in. Seeing the good looking boy in underwear Emma became self-conscious. Even though she had just spent an hour sitting in front of the computer clad only in her own undergarments, her face started to grow red with embarrassment at seeing the boy so unexpectedly.

Henry had met Simon before and saw nothing wrong but Emma said, “Oh should we go away and wait for Uncle Ross to finish?”

Simon heard this from the very pretty girl who had walked in and he smiled, “Hey don’t worry. Thousands of people are going to see me dressed like this in the catalog and more than that if it makes it onto their website so it doesn’t bother me.”

Ross also turned and said, “Yes Emma, come on in. We’re almost done.” Turning back . . . he noticed Simon’s eyes were still on Emma and he obviously liked what he saw. Even though Emma now wore her new dress, Ross could see a visible bulge expanding in his briefs. Such a bulge would never be excepted so he resigned himself to finishing the underwear shots later.

“In fact let’s knock off Simon. I want to take some pictures of Emma in her new dress then I’ll drive you home.”

Stepping down from the slightly raised platform he had been on Simon said, “Can I watch? That way I can look at this pretty girl some more.” Ross smiled to himself realizing he was not the only one who found Emma stunning.

“Henry . . . Emma do you mind?” Ross asked.

“How about it Emma?” Henry said, “It’s up to you.”

Emma smiled at the boy but was still a little red faced as she said, “Sure. It’s okay.”

Lately Emma and her girlfriends had been noticing the boys at school. She had seen how they were looking at her a lot more. They were no longer just a mass of uninteresting maleness. She had found herself noticing that some were better looking than others. She and her friends had joked about which ones had started sprouting bulges in their pants when looking at girls. It was her friends that had pointed out this mostly happened when the boys were looking at prettier girls and that Emma seemed to be one of their favorites.

As Ross directed her to go up on the platform where Simon had been, she wondered if the boy would stay in his underwear while he watched. He definitely qualified as better looking and she liked seeing him in less than full clothing. When she saw him sit in a chair behind Ross, it gave her a thrill that he didn’t go to change. It thrilled her even more that he was sporting an obvious erection in his soft underpants that looked almost as big as the one her Daddy got when he watched her change clothes. She had asked herself before if she could be the cause of the bulge and Simon’s reaction seemed to confirm that.

Ross for his part hurriedly readied his main camera. He wanted to catch that delightful blush in Emma’s cheeks before it faded. When he began to snap off photos and direct Emma into different poses he thought he had. He had seen the catalog picture of a child model wearing the dress she wore when Henry had showed him what he was going to get Emma for her birthday. If the pictures Ross was now taking turned out as well as he expected they would, he wondered if he should contact the company and offer his pictures instead, since Emma would look better he was sure.

As he adjusted the lights Ross said, “Hey Emma is that dress ALL your Dad got you?”

Without thinking Emma smiled and said, “Daddy got me new panties and a very pretty bra, too. I love them. Maybe you can take a picture of them too?”

Then Emma froze. Her eyes went to Simon and her flush began to grow in her cheeks again.

Simon seeing she had forgotten his presence laughed, “Don’t mind me, little miss beauty. You’ve seen me in my underwear and it sure would be nice to see you in yours.”

Suddenly both Ross and Henry’s minds were going to unexpected places. Ross had wanted to take some more erotic pictures of the cute teen girl for some time. Out of respect for Henry though, he had never mentioned his desire. Having noticed the effect Emma was having on Simon . . . Henry found that the thought of his gorgeous daughter exciting others was extremely arousing to him.

Emma’s mind was also working. Her Daddy had always told her she was beautiful. Maybe there was something to it. Simon was still smiling broadly at her. Ross was looking at her with a strangely intense look and her Daddy was getting a little red in the cheeks too. The thought of getting everyone very hot and bothered was VERY exciting to her.

Quietly Emma asked, “Would it be okay Daddy?”

Henry felt himself growing stiff between his legs as he said, “It’s up to you honey. You know how good Ross is. If you want more pictures he should be the one to take it.”

Emma had her hands clasped in front of her again as she said, “But is it okay if he’s here,” she nodded at Simon.

Henry swallowed as he said, “If you don’t mind, I don’t mind. It’s up to you.”

Looking back at Ross, Emma started with . . . “When-”

Ross interrupted with, “Now’s fine Emma. Just take off your dress and give it to your Dad.” Ross barely noticed that he held his breath after he said this.

Emma looked around and noticed she was the center of attention. Her pride in herself swelled as she reached back to begin unbuttoning her dress. When she did this Ross wanted to pump his fist in the air and cheer. Simon was thinking along the same lines and seeing how Emma was affecting the other two . . . Henry continued to grow even more excited.

Ross was standing by his main still camera and also a control panel that he could operate multiple cameras from. Turning it on . . . several small screens lit up. Flipping a switch he started three video cameras focused on the platform. He also started firing off photos of Emma taking her dress off from a secondary tripod mounted camera.

Emma finished unbuttoning her garment and pulled the dress off her arms and stepped out of it. Ross, Simon and Henry all feasted their eyes on Charlie’s shapely but not yet very long legs, her flat stomach and a nicely rounded rump. Her panties were full and pure white with frills at the front and across the back. Her new bra was a matching white with small barely filled low cups. Walking to the edge of the platform Emma handed the dress to her father and then looked at Ross.

“What do you want me to do?” she asked, her heart pounding when she realized she would be soon entertaining three guys with her nearly naked body.

Launching himself into photographer mode Ross immediately said, “Let me get a few of you standing with your hands clasped in front like that.” He then moved on to other poses with Emma standing, sitting and even lying on her side. Having a wonderful looking little girl in her underwear, Ross’ creative mind went into overdrive as he wanted to take full advantage of the opportunity. Soon he realized that Emma was still in her shoes and socks and he shyly asked her to remove them.

When Emma did so without hesitation he went next to posing her on her stomach with her knees bent and her now bare feet in the air. After another string of photos he had her put just her shoes back on for several more poses.

Then he got yet another idea. Looking over to Simon he said, “How about some pictures of both you and Simon together since you’re both here and similarly dressed?”

Simon looked like the cat who ate the canary as he said, “Sounds like a great idea to me!”

All eyes went to Emma who was looking down at her feet. But when she looked up she was smiling and said, “Okay.”

Soon the handsome boy was beside her. The bulge was still there in his briefs and Emma could acutely sense the warmth of his presence. He had a faint but nice male smell and Emma’s cheeks were getting pink yet again. She smiled up at the handsome taller boy.

When Simon smiled back, Ross took several pictures of them doing just that. He had them stand next to each other and then facing each other just to start. Then he moved on to them posing and touching each other. This was followed by having them face each other with their hands joined smiling . . . then facing each other with their hands joined not smiling. Ross was now getting more excited and as a result, he had them face front . . . leaning into each other . . . then facing front with their arms around each other’s waists.

Emma was feeling a genuine thrill each time Simon touched her. His hands were gentle but strong. She found when they were on her skin it felt best. Also the feel of his firm skin under her own hands was exciting her even more.
By this time, Ross had taken more than a hundred pictures as well as having the pair captured on video when he decided to push things a little further.

Ross took a breath and tried to sound nonchalant as he said, “Why don’t you take off your T-shirt Simon?”

Simon looked at Ross and shot him a knowing smile as he said, “Sure.”

Pulling the shirt over his head he threw it aside and smiled down at Emma. Ross then ran them through several more poses. After he had put Emma lying on her side with Simon crouched just behind her, Ross thought of his next gentle push.

“Simon can you pick her up piggy back?”

Simon dutifully turned his back to Emma and grabbed her legs. Emma grabbed around his neck and allowed her cute bare feet to stick out in front of him. As she settled behind, Simon felt the soft flesh between her legs on his back. He also felt the front of her damp panties at the center of that contact.

Emma was getting very excited, especially with her fellow model being topless. She was hugging Simon and her legs were in contact with him right around his bare upper body. She also felt the damp spot between her legs but she was too excited to be embarrassed. After shots of the pair facing to the side and facing front with Emma’s face right next to Simon’s . . . Ross spoke again.

“Okay Simon. Put her down and then pick her up facing you. Emma grab him around the waist with your legs and put your arms around his shoulders.”

Simon did as instructed. He lowered the younger girl then turned to face her. Grabbing Emma under the arms he lifted her and her legs went around him. When her arms went around his neck, her bra was against his chest and her face was right next to his. Shifting his hands he joined them under her tight little ass to support her. When he felt her soft ass cheeks, he also felt her shiver at the contact.

Emma found herself breathing more quickly as she relished the chest to chest contact. Also she was acutely aware that her pussy was only a few inches above Simon’s cock, separated by only two thin layers of fabric.

Looking over Simon’s shoulder she noticed her Daddy now standing while watching. As he stood, he was staring back at her with a flushed face and she quickly recognized the huge bulge in the front of his pants. As she felt Simon’s warm flesh against hers . . . and looked at her obviously excited Daddy . . . she made a very mischievous decision.

After Ross had Simon put her down, Emma said quietly in a shy tone, “If Simon only has one thing on, shouldn’t I be the same . . . and take off my bra?”

Ross and Henry immediately looked at each other. Ross would like nothing better but he realized it was Henry’s call. Henry’s mind was going to the thought of other men turned on by his wonderful daughter. He just couldn’t stop himself speaking.

“Go ahead Emma. That would be really great!”

Emma lowered her eyes and started to reach back but Ross stopped her.

“Wait Emma, face Simon again and Simon you reach behind her and undo it . . . then slowly take it off her and look at her bare titties while you do so.”

Suddenly Simon had his own flush as he did as instructed. Emma was looking away as she faced him and he reached to unfasten her bra. As he released it and slid it forward, Emma’s eyes came around to meet his. Her small breasts came slowly into view and Simon forced himself not to caress them as he lifted the bra away. He had worked with Ross on more sexual shoots before and knew to restrain himself until directed.

Almost right away Ross steered things further. He had been looking at his friend Henry and he smiled to himself. He was sure Henry was getting more and more excited by the thought of Emma turning on other men. He was pretty sure he could push both Henry and Emma onto more than just photographing Emma naked and he decided to test his thought next.

Emma and Simon were now standing close to each other with Emma ‘s chest bared. Ross had been thinking of getting some pictures of her new breasts from different angles but he decided to move further right away.

“Simon,” Ross said, “Face me. Emma get behind him. Now Emma put yourself right up against his back and hug him then look at me around him so I can see your face.”

Ross then took a couple more pictures.

The two did as instructed. Emma had been expecting to be told to show off her chest and was even more excited to find herself rubbing her now stiff nipples against Simon’s back.

Then Ross went for the real test. “Okay Emma. I want to take some more sexy pictures. I’m going to ask you to do a few things that are much more risqué. These pictures will be only for your Dad and me. First . . . Emma, reach into Simon’s underpants and take hold of his COCK.”

Emma was shocked. This was very naughty but also very exciting for her. She thought about whether or not it was too much . . . but as she thought about it more . . . her hand started reaching. When she discovered her body was making her mind up for her, Emma glanced at her father. His expression was one of complete lust. A small smile was on his face and he was now rubbing his pants (and obviously his cock) between his legs.

Almost before she realized it, Emma’s hand slid under the waistband of Simon’s underwear. She had seen her Dad’s cock when he was excited before and the thing she found in Simon’s underpants was almost just as long. As her hand touched it . . . his cock was very warm, and the skin on it was soft and flexible around a hard core. A flutter ran through Emma that seemed to center in her stomach. Then a tickle started to radiate between her own legs.

At her touch, his erection became complete and Simon’s whole body twitched. With her head still beside him Emma looked at his face. Simon was smiling to himself and when he noticed Emma looking at him, he turned his smile to her.

“Alright, Emma let go of him and get beside him,” Ross instructed. The two did so and after a couple more pictures he had the pair face each other.

“Now Emma. Get on your knees and take the band of his underwear on either side. Then slowly . . . pull them down and off.”

As the two youngsters did as instructed, Ross noticed Emma’s hands were trembling with excitement as she reached to take hold of Simon’s last garment. He noted both her increased breathing and the flush that was now in full bloom on her cheeks. As Emma pulled them down slowly, Simon’s erection was pulled down as well but then suddenly it sprang into view. Emma decided it was thinner but just as long as her father’s. On her knees the erection was pointed slightly upward towards her forehead.

“Now take hold of it again Emma,” Ross said. “Wrap your fingers around the head and slowly move your hand up and down. I know he will LOVE it!”

Emma did as instructed running her hand up and down the shaft and cradling the balls that hung underneath. She kept doing this for more than a minute but then Ross spoke again.

“Stand up Emma and face me. Simon get behind her and put your hands on her breasts.”

When this was done, Emma felt Simon come up behind her so that his erection prodded the small of her back. The end was now damp as well. Simon’s hands didn’t just sit on her breasts but without instruction he began to fondle them. Soon her nipples were being gently pinched and twirled. Emma wanted to squirm with delight under the touch but forestalled herself. Ross moved on, “Now Simon. Take her panties in your hands and pull them down while you stay behind her.”

After this instruction, Ross again looked at Henry to make sure he wasn’t going too far. He was delighted to see Henry had his hand inside his pants and he was obviously rubbing himself. He seemed lost in the situation he was viewing. Ross smiled at this. He had every intention of pushing things as far as they could go. As the cleft between Emma’s legs came into view, Ross was finding his own breath increasing. He hadn’t realized just how much he had been hoping to get his luscious little neighbor’s girl naked and maybe more.

Simon was anxious to get more as well and without any instruction he suspected where Ross wanted to go next and put a hand on Emma ‘s stomach then as Ross continued to take pictures he slid it down to Emma ‘s wet pussy.

As Simon cupped her mound, Emma moaned as she stepped so her legs were more apart . . . barely realizing what she was doing. Encouraged Simon slid a finger just barely into the little girls slit and ran it up and down. When no one stopped him, Simon pushed the finger in deeper eliciting another moan of pleasure and excitement from the girl. When he encountered no obstruction he was surprised but not terribly so. He was unaware Emma and another girl had collided at full speed the year before while playing field hockey. In the resulting tangle of sticks and limbs . . .both girls had been left bleeding and both father’s had rushed the girls to the emergency room. There a doctor had removed Emma’s torn hymen before she moved on to attend to the other girl’s broken nose. When Simon discovered the open state of Emma’s clit, he was thinking of plugging it with something other than his finger and assumed someone had already previously done so. He was thinking this innocent looking girl . . . was not so innocent.

Emma was experiencing unimaginable things she had never suspected her body could feel. She vaguely thought she shouldn’t really be doing what she was doing but Uncle Ross had said it would make him and her Daddy happy and that overruled her doubts.

Simon didn’t realize it but he probably had the clearest mind in the room. Emma’s body was ruling her mind to a greater extent than it ever had before. Both Ross and Henry were consumed with lust. Simon was extremely excited but he was still thinking this was mainly a photo shoot. He just assumed the shoot was designed to be a pornographic one.

After fondling Emma between her legs for a while without further instructions Simon took over. Keeping angles to the camera in mind he turned Emma sideways facing him and knelt before her. Putting his hand behind her neck he pulled her down to kiss her on the lips. He did so gently and felt Emma trembling with excitement as he did so.

Next he leaned forward and kissed her stiff little pink nipples one by one. Emma sucked in her breath as he did this . . . and her trembling increased. Vaguely in her mind Emma heard a voice saying this is real sex and we’re actually doing it. Simon sat back on his heels and pulled Emma forward so her feet were on either side of his legs and gently had her sit on his legs. He then resumed kissing and licking her chest. He considered pulling Emma forward into an embrace so his cock could slip up into her but he knew Ross would want a clear angle for that event.

Deciding not to delay any more Simon murmured for Emma to get on her hands and knees. Emma’s face was red and her breathing swift as she did so. Simon was soon behind her on his knees checking the angles and noticed they were sideways to Ross’ main camera so the view of his cock approaching Emma from behind was clear. Also the secondary camera had a clear view of Emma’s flushed face.

Simon now took his cock in one hand and began to rub it up and down over Emma’s slit. A moan escaped from Emma as this happened. Simon glanced around to see if there were any instructions or objections but both Ross and Henry’s eyes were fixed exactly where the young pair were about to be joined.

Smiling inwardly Simon put the tip of his cock in Emma’s opening that was now very wet and began to slowly push in. Emma’s excitement was well over the top now and she could only marvel at the intensity of the good feelings that were washing over her. She arched her back and felt her body push back as his long cock entered her from behind. Ross’ photographer’s instincts were still present enough that he noted the angle was just right to catch Simon’s long cock visibly and slowly sinking into its target. Henry wasn’t thinking much at all but he knew that seeing his daughter being FUCKED was the most erotic thing he had ever seen.

Simon increased his pressure as he slowly sank into Emma. She was very tight but he was still making progress. Reaching out, Simon took hold of Emma’s waist to steady her and pushed harder. As the amount of Simon’s cock that was visible grew less and less both Ross and Henry grew ever more excited. Ross knew that he would review the tapes and photos of what was going on as soon as possible after they were done but he was sure they would be first rate.

Very slowly, Simon’s cock disappeared entirely from view inside the girl. Then he pulled back. Pushing in again was almost as hard but as he repeated his movements they gradually became easier. Emma opening was flooded with liquid produced by her stimulation. With each inward push another wave of wonderful feelings would wash over her. Somewhere her stretched membranes were sending pain signals but it was a good pain that only added to her sensations.

As Simon fucked Emma more and more rapidly, his own stimulation began building to the top. His own body wanted to stay inside the marvelously fuckable girl as he came, but he knew Ross would want pictures of him erupting. Emma’s sensations took over then and they exploded inside her causing her very first ever orgasm. She was unaware she had cried out wordlessly as this happened. It was just too wonderful. Her arms gave way and her upper body collapsed down. Simon could feel what was happening and kept a tight hold so Emma wouldn’t slip off him as he fucked her even faster.

Emma’s internal muscle spasms did their job though and Simon realized it was his time now also. Releasing Emma allowed her knees to buckle and she came off Simon just as he reached completion. The cameras caught the view as his cock pulsed and erupted . . . shooting jets of thick white teenage semen onto Emma’s back and butt. The girl suddenly got on her knees and faced Simon’s belching cock. He saw this as an invitation and immediately painted the rest of his load all over her face.

For the next few moments everything was frozen in an almost motionless tableau. Emma still quivered with the afterglow of her orgasm and speedy facial. Simon was breathing hard and sweat was visible on his brow. Ross and Henry were frozen in shocked silence.

Henry stood up. Seeing a towel Ross kept nearby he seized it and went to Emma. Bending over he wiped Simon’s cum off her as much as he could then and then pulled her upright. He elected to let his drying cum remain on her pretty face as a souvenir. Collecting her discarded clothes he redressed his daughter. Mumbling some unheard nonsense to Ross he then rushed a bewildered Emma out and home. After arriving, Emma took a quick refreshing shower and went back down stairs.

He was surprised when Emma returned to the living room stark naked.

“Daddy why didn’t you tell me how good it felt to do sex? Why didn’t you ever do that with me?” Henry gaped at the beautiful little girl but could find no words.

Emma took his hand and said, “Come on Daddy I want to feel really good some more tonight.” As he was led to a bedroom, Henry never thought for a moment of refusing.

Comments

  1. buggs says

    great story, I’m into photography and have took portrait pictures of boys and girls, but not yet had requests like this, I hope to or i’ll need to ask about taking this type of picture

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