My wicked, willing daughter part6

Over the following weeks, Helen and I found our young daughter, Jenni,

becoming more and more demanding, kinky and domineering during "family

sessions". Jenni seemed to relish the "in charge" role she was taking on.

Funny thing is, Helen and I got great satisfaction from being

submissive to Jenni. There were times we balked at some of the things

she wanted us to do with her or to each other, but we, usually, relented

and did as she suggested. Perhaps "ordered" would be a more accurate

word than "suggested". One evening when Helen was out having dinner with some friends, Jenni

showed me a ad she'd placed in a local "Swingers" and "Alternative Sex"

publication. The ad was as follows:

"Young female member of loving family

seeks single female with trained canine.

Wants to plan surprise party for mother.

Call: 555-1234. Ask for Jen."

I read and read again before looking up at Jenni and saying, "Baby, if

this is what I believe it is, it's got to be the kinkiest damn thing

you've come up with yet. Have you been contacted by anyone?"

"Yes, I have Dad", Jenni replied. I've talked on the phone twice with

one lady. She wants me to come to her home for a personal meeting, but I

want your reaction first."

"At first Jenni", I answered, "the idea seemed crazy. In fact, it

stills seems so. I must admit, however, that it's something I think I'd

like to see. Why don't you meet with the woman and then we'll talk again.

"

Jenni made arraignments to meet with the woman at her home the next

weekend. Saturday came and Jenni left about seven for her meeting. I

told her that I'd wait up until she returned because I really wanted to

know what happened and whether or not she still wished to proceed. Helen

was in our room sleeping, and I was in the livingroom in my recliner when

Jenni returned around midnight. So as not to wake her mother, Jenni

suggested that we go out back on the patio to talk. We drew a couple of

lounge chairs close together, and she began her tale.

"Well Dad, as she'd requested, I got to Ann's house at eight. Did I

tell you before that her name was Ann? No, I guess not. Anyway, I rang

the bell, and the door opened. A very tall, very pretty lady was

standing there. She was dressed in white shorts, a white T-shirt and

sandals. Daddy, her breasts weren't large, but the nipples, clearly

visible through the shirt, seemed huge. I couldn't take my eyes off them.

The lady..uh Ann laughed and said, 'So, you must be Jenni. Come on in.

You can see them just as well inside.' I was so embarrassed that I know

my face was blood red."

"Anyway", Jenni continued, "I followed Ann into the house, and she

motioned for me to take a seat on the sofa. I sat down, and Ann settled

herself next to me. She said we should get directly to the point and

asked what I was looking for. Our phone conversations had been somewhat

guarded and she wanted a frank, explicit request before she went any

further. I stammered around for a bit then let it out. 'I want to see

my mother with a dog.'

'So, little one, just what does that mean? You must say it!'

'I want to see her...see her...uh...I want to see her fucked by a dog!'

'There, that wasn't so hard to say. Now was it? I knew that was what

you had in mind, but it was necessary that I hear it. Have you ever seen

a woman and dog together?'

'No, only a couple of pictures, but I have read about it'

'Don't you think it a good idea to actually see such a performance

before making a decision?'

'Yes, I guess so.'

'Good, I believe that can happen here tonight. I'll have you met Big

Guy later. Who knows, after seeing him in action, you might decide to

take your mother's place.'

"After saying that Daddy, Ann laughed and asked if I'd like a glass of

wine while we continued our conversation. I told her that sounded great.

She left for a few minutes, then returned with the wine and two glasses.

Ann poured each of us a glass, and as we sipped the wine, Ann just

looked at me. I was beginning to get very self-conscious. Suddenly, she

sit her glass down, pulled her shirt up over her head and off.

'You don't mind, do you little one? You've wanted to see these since

the moment I opened the door. Right?'

"Daddy, I just nodded an agreement and stared. As I said before, her

tits weren't large, but fuck, those nipples were the size of a big

cherries! My mouth started watering the minute she pulled that shirt up.

As I stared, Ann reached over and began to unbutton my shirt. I leaned

forward, and she slipped it off before unsnapping my bra. Without a word,

Ann pulled me to the floor and placed us in a position where we each

had access to the other's breasts. Neither of us wasted any time in

seeking out the other's tits with our mouths. Fuck Daddy, I couldn't

believe it. Those nipples grew even larger between my lips!"

Jenni went on with her story about happened at Ann's. "Dad, we nursed

one another's breasts for several minutes before Ann stood and pulled her

shorts off. I stared for a moment at her shaved pussy, then did the same

with my skirt and panties. They were off and on the floor in seconds!

Ann drew me back down onto the floor and began kissing and using her

tongue in my mouth. I tried to match each of her actions with some of my

own. She started kissing down the length of my body and soon had her

mouth on my cunt. I wanted my own mouth on that shaved pussy and moved

myself until we were locked in a fantastic 69. I hate to say this, but

it was better than any I'd had with Mom. I was having orgasm after

orgasm!"

I was getting so turned on by Jenni's story that my cock was out and in

my hand. My daughter replaced my hand with her own, slowly jerking me

off as she continued to talk.

"Daddy, I don't know how long we were eating each other's cunts, but

finally we rolled apart. After a few minutes, Ann rose, looked down at

me and said, 'I think it's time for you to meet Big Guy.'"

--To be continued--