Harper Valley Family Crisis

Incest
2005-01-27

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Kylie and I remained on that balcony for maybe twenty minutes in silent contemplation of the beauty, if not ethereal splendor of that particular night. The only communication necessary then, being to caress her arms and shoulders once in a while and to nuzzle up against her neck whispering such words that I hoped would convey the full extent of my feelings for her. A few times she turned her head to me and just smiled prettily. The need for physical exertion was long past and eventually she picked up her dress and slipped it over her shoulders even as she sat on me. As she smoothed it over her hips, I zipped it up for her, aware suddenly of just how intimate a gesture that actually was. Equally as sharing and as sexual in its performance as anything that had preceded it.
Kissing me as tenderly as she knew how, she just whispered "Goodnight dad. Go to Natalie now, she needs you as much as I do. "
I needed them more than anything I realised.
I could see Michelle snuggled up against her father as I crossed the room. She was just a little girl like all the rest of them. So obviously trusting of him, she was sound asleep, his arms around her encircling her young breasts as he held her to him. Jerry was fast asleep too. I wondered if they had been active a little earlier. I was sure they would have, Michelle would have seen to it. Besides, the happy if not angelic look on her face virtually guaranteed the fact!.

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Natalie was almost asleep – completely naked. How could one father have so many impossibly sexy daughters? As I climbed in, she half-stirred and I pulled her to me. I kissed her neck and allowed my hands to slip under her arms and then to gently caress her enticingly warm breasts. She made a little sound like "mmmmmm. " I nuzzled her deeper as I fondled those beautifully soft and pliant mounds upon which her nipples were indisputably hardening.
"Make love to me dad," she murmured, still three-quarters drowsy.
Has it come to your notice by chance, just how sexy and satisfying it is to penetrate a girl when she is half-asleep? The "possessional" and "submissive" factors come readily into play when you are able to push further and further into her as she just sighs and wriggles in a barely conscious condition. Natalie just lay there on her side, having turned to face me. Holding her leg up slightly I just permitted myself the luxury of pushing in between the folds of her labia as she lightly groaned with anticipation. I kissed her and continued penetrating her gently until she simply fell asleep as the rhythmic pleasure overcame all else. Very gently I eased her onto her back.
Even by such moonlight as had found its way into that cabin, I could see clearly her sweet and quite innocent expression as she slept there, one hand on her tummy the other on the pillow. The night’s activities would have fairly exhausted her, as it would have all of them. Slowly I parted her legs and knelt between them. She barely stirred as I penetrated her once more.

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   More than anything, I wanted her to stay asleep this time.
Her compliant little pussy was making me so hot I found it hard to restrain myself but by necessity, I stuck with the game plan and intruded upon her womb’s antechamber as one might a very young virgin. That she felt pleasure, even asleep, was quite obvious by the lightest of sounds issuing from her lips and a few satisfied half-smiles on her pretty face. Occasionally I would kiss her breasts and at one stage she even raised her own hand to her nipples, pleasuring herself in her unconscious state.
I could feel her vaginal muscles engaging automatic clamp-mode even as my own pleasure reached its zenith. Concurrently I became aware that her legs were spreading yet further apart and simply the sensation of being inside her while she remained in so submissive a position, carried me over the edge. Never had I actually "felt" the ejaculatory process more keenly and as I pumped the last few milligrams of remaining sperm inside her, I wished for just the briefest of unintelligent moments, that I was making her pregnant.
Withdrawing, I lay beside her and just watched as she slowly turned on her side, one hand fulfilling an automatic response to cup her pussy protectively. I was asleep myself within five minutes, but not before I kissed her moist, almost pouty little lips just one more time.
The morning brought complete chaos! Think about it - five teenage girls and one bathroom? By the time the last one (Larissa) emerged, a veritable assembly-line of scrubbed, sweet-smelling youth filled the cabin with sexy promise. Not that anyone was thinking along those specific lines I would imagine, given the previous night’s frenetic activities. As I have so often observed, how can these girls look just such untouched and innocent little virgins in the light of a new dawn, given their unrestrained erotic involvement just hours earlier? Jenna especially, has recuperative powers denied the average Tibetan Monk. Even as, smiling sweetly at me from across the room whilst tying her hair back neatly, she called out "Morning daddy!" I knew what she was really thinking. I’m sure she picked-up on my underlying preferences too!
Breakfast was a smorgasboard of optional delights, from an olde English fried platter to a more traditional European-styled croissant and fresh fruit conglomerate. Being British by birthright, the sausages, bacon and scrambled eggs won-out as far as my palate was concerned.

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It was later while we all hung out on the private balcony, observing the far distant land mass of Vanuatu, that I realised that for all our memorable interactions at the various Harper gatherings, we had never really spent any time getting to know each other, let alone each other’s daughters. Pleasant as removing the girl’s bras and panties have been all year, plus any and all ensuing debauchery, except for Larissa, I really didn’t know what made them all tick. Thus seated on the extended sea-lounge with my arm around Michelle and Larissa, hugging them to me and chatting on a wide range of subjects of common interest, I noticed Jerry over by the handrail talking animatedly with Jenna. At the other end of the balcony, George, Kylie and Natalie had drawn up three deck-chairs together and I could see him holding each girl’s hand on either side rather intimately, as the three of them chatted away obviously greatly enjoying each other’s company.
That’s really what this cruise inevitably was all about – company!
Quite a strong breeze had blown up and with the girls’ hair billowing around their shoulders albeit quite delightfully, we decided to go back inside. That’s the one advantage of a receding hairline such that the years have inflicted on my good self. Even In hurricane-force winds, I look little different!
Disembarking many hours later at Port Vila, we decided that rather than try to co-ordinate a party of thirty-plus people, everyone would just do their own touristy thing, with the aim of a late rendezvous back aboard The Pacific Princess early in the evening. Wonderfully warm but without any energy-sapping humidity, you couldn’t have asked for more pleasurable conditions. Appealingly dressed young girls as far as the eye could see – and not just in our party either, added to the tropical attractions on display that morning.
"Aren’t we enough for you dad?" Kylie teased, slipping her arm into mine as she walked alongside, fully interrupting my thoughts as I watched a pretty little red-head just ahead of us tying her hair up into a pony-tail as she walked with her family. I have always found it fascinating how girls do that so neatly with no way of seeing what they’re doing.
"Well, since you ask Kylie!……. " I replied. She looked-up at me quizzically for a moment before tugging my arm playfully and flashing that sexy little smile she does when the situation calls for it.
Just then, Chloe and Kirsten caught us up and making it obvious they wanted an early-morning hug – who was I to disappoint them? In the skimpy little summer-dress she had on, freshly-washed hair curling up around her shoulders, Kirsten looked for all the world a young teenager now, rather than someone in their second-last year of primary school.

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   She cuddled like one too. Now I really was distracted!
Having first sought their dad’s permission, they asked if they could tag along with Jenna. To be honest, Graham was that busy trying to ingratiate himself between Natalie and Kylie I think he would have agreed to whatever they’d asked. I sure as hell didn’t mind. A couple more hot little teases on site was precisely the kind of therapy I figured I could always use. Under-age or not, I most assuredly wasn’t about to get picky!
Jerry and Michelle were last seen linking-up with Keith, Brittany and Wayne’s cabin-load, all heading off for a few Melanesian delights at a place called Poppy’s on The Lagoon.
The gentlest of "Good mornings" assailed me and my day was complete as Larissa took my hand.
"Ohhh Hi sweetheart," I said, turning my head and giving her a kiss on the lips, "This is a really nice surprise I don’t mind saying. Where’s your dad?"
"He’s with Warwick, Brianna, Mal and Cathy," she replied softly, brushing a lock of hair out of her eyes, "I don’t know where they’re going – he didn’t say. "
I didn’t care either and holding her tight we crossed the road as Jenna had unfortunately just seen her first souvenir shop. I cursed the fact I had forgotten to cut-up my Amex card before leaving the cabin.
Were I to exhaustively detail the ensuing six or seven hours, readers of this site would understandably be bored to distraction having not logged-in one imagines, to be regaled with a PG-rated re-run of Gilligan’s Island. I must however make mention of one memorable interlude.
The aptly named Hideaway Island Resort links up with a magnificent Marine sanctuary whose crystal-clear waters are home to amongst other things, the world’s only underwater post-office. Visitors are offered a range of cutesy waterproof letters and postcards which after completing and addressing you have to "mail" by diving into the sea and hand delivering to the postmaster himself who is decked out in full snorkelling gear and seated in a rather natty Vanuatu Post cubicle behind his desk on the sea floor.

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   For young kids in the peak of condition, it is easy enough to hold your breath for the twenty-five seconds or so it takes to ‘deliver’ the item.
All the girls had their bikini swimmers on underneath their dresses/shorts whatever, and gazing at this constant parade of skimpy little tops and bottoms as they discarded their outer clothing, was more than worth the price of admission. Watching Chloe and Jenna as they followed each other into the water I was thinking, "Hell, what a rush for that guy down there, seeing an unending procession of semi-exposed budding young breasts swimming towards you all day. Whatever they paid him, it was way too much!
Even as Kirsten and Larissa hauled themselves back up on to the rectangular diving platform, Paul and his daughter Chantelle turned up. Not having met Graham, I introduced them to one another. The girls of course, all being at the same school, knew each other already.
At the furthest end of the resort the jungle encroaches almost to the breakwater and appearing to be completely deserted along the far beach, the girls all wanted to sunbake for a while. Fortunately, Natalie and Larissa had shown a commendable degree of forward-thinking in bringing a blanket each. Laying them down where we found some shade from the overhanging tropical growth, Most of us squeezed on to them with just Kirsten, Jenna and Chantelle electing to lie face-down on the sand. Hot though not murderously so, Graham, Paul and I shared sun-screen-application duties. Could there be a more pleasurable task?
Cream all over your fingertips bequeaths the masseur almost carte blanche to intrude on semi-indecent areas of the female body one otherwise could barely justify. Graham in particular I noticed, was not one to pass up any such opportunity. Crouched behind Natalie as she knelt in front of him, he clearly was taking his time rubbing lotion into her shoulders while slipping her straps far lower than were necessary. Working his way around to the front I saw his fingers deftly smoothing the cream deep into her cleavage as she protected what fragmentary modesty those skimpy little cups afforded, by holding them tightly to her breasts. She smiled up at him cheekily a couple of times.

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I should be so hypocritical! With Chloe stretched out face-down beside me, I was applying lotion to her lower back and with that pert little ass just begging for some meaningful contact, I worked my fingers experimentally beneath her elastic and allowed myself the luxury of smoothing a little more "protection" across the top of those hot little cheeks. Giggling, she turned her pretty head towards me and wriggled that little bottom as sexily as she knew how.
I moved on to Kirsten as Graham indicated to Kylie she should take her sister’s place on the rug. Teasing him unmercifully, she knelt there facing him, holding her hair back off her face with both hands, which of course had the effect of thrusting her breasts out right in front of him. The most inept attorney should have been able to get him off any pending sexual-assault charge by pleading ‘unfair duress’ or ‘temporary insanity. ’
Even as I began rubbing lotion onto Kirsten’s shoulders, my eyes were glued to Graham’s applicatory methods. Firstly ensuring that her cheeks, nose and forehead were protected, he made his way south and smothering her neck with block-out, he began working it in. Kylie having let go of her hair now just sat there, breasts as prominent as before, idly watching as he warmed to his task, his fingers now just inches above the curve of her breasts. Looking up, I saw her smile at him and I would swear she wriggled her shoulders suggestively. Seizing the initiative, and using both hands now, he began to massage the very top of her breasts and if that wasn’t a slight gasp of pleasure I heard Kylie give out…then I’m obviously delusional.
At the point he actually slipped her straps down, exposing her breasts right to nipple level she quite audibly murmured something…I couldn’t hear exactly. What I was then privy to witness though, brought on measurable cardiac irregularity. Quite without embarrassment, he began working the lotion across and between her breasts, one hand deep inside either cup and massaging her at will. Gravity being what it is, her top slipped completely down exposing her breasts fully and Graham’s ministrations of them. For their part, Larissa, Kirsten, Chloe and Natalie were simply staring open-mouthed at Kylie’s predicament.

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   Jenna was in no position to – lying as she was on her tummy on the far rug, while Paul gave her lower-back the treatment.
"Hold your hair back for me again Kylie. " Graham muttered. I think she would have stripped for him if he had asked her to.
Posed thus, her nipples completely erect now, she could only gasp quietly as he continued rubbing and manipulating those fair-skinned little mounds. He even took the opportunity to lean forward and kiss both her breasts as she knelt there. That which he performed on her left nipple looked more of a quantitative suck but hey, let’s give him the benefit of the doubt on that one. Pulling her top back up for her, Kylie looked marginally disappointed for a second. He had her then lay face down.
"Would you like to do that to me?" broke my reverie. Little Kirsten looked back at me expectantly and I realised her back was awash with block-out.
"Er…. . well maybe in a few years sweetheart," I managed to reply, hastily disposing of the surplus cream in fully legal areas of her young body. Ok…so maybe I did slip a little low once or twice…can you blame me?
Having found inarguable success with his earlier modus operendi, Graham saw no reason to change tack.

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   Rubbing oil across Kylie’s back, taking care to work it well into those delightful inward curves just above her hips which had her wriggling noticeably, he came ultimately to her bikini pants that hid little of what lay beneath. Looking across at me for what reason I know not, I simply inclined my head as if sensing his unspoken question.
"Noooooooooo," she gasped, as he tugged the thin material down sufficiently to reveal the onset of her delightful cleft. "Don’t pull my pants down…please!" she begged.
By then however, Graham was already rubbing the lotion well below her panty-line and heading lower. Kylie for her part, was certainly no longer being verbally critical of his work-ethic and had begun wriggling in earnest the further south his hands reached.
Ultimately, he didn’t have to pull anything down. The combination of her hip movements and his ever firm massaging of her upper cheeks caused the material to slide lower and lower. In five minutes her entire bottom was exposed and probably so highly aroused herself by then, she let Graham tug them the rest of the way after which she just kicked them off.
Now, it was becoming interesting!
Working his way inside her thighs which had the un-surprising effect of seeing those deliciously tempting and now fully naked legs parting perceptibly, it behove Graham to glance back at me once more.

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This time, I didn’t need his flight plan – I knew what he had in mind. (my own hand by now had inched its way to within centimetres of Kirsten’s central hotspot) I nodded my acquiescence.
I think he found her G-spot in seconds. Kylie was quite out of control as he slipped God-knows how many fingers up inside her. So spread was she now and so hot was it to look upon, both little Chantelle and Natalie had a hand down their own bikini working the system steadily.

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It was one of the quickest orgasms I ever saw Kylie pull down – one of the noisiest too. Problem is…. every girl then wanted the same treatment. We could hardly fuck them all on a public beach although the nearest group would have needed binoculars to even make-out the illegalities being perpetrated. Besides which, it was yet only hours since the previous night’s depravities. There had to be some sense of decorum shown.
Paul already had Jenna’s bikini pants at half-mast I noticed, so pulling them down the rest of the way was the work of but a second. Like her older sister, she was unable to show much restraint once he slipped his fingers up between her slim legs. She didn’t even object to his pulling off her bra additionally, lying then submissively naked for him face down, while he fondled her from neck to crop.
Little Kirsten wanted her own father to "play with her" which suited me – still having understandable qualms about sexually exploiting a ten year old. Thus as Kylie pulled her pants back up and moved to one side, Kirsten positioned herself alongside her dad on her front, giggling madly as he pulled her bikini bottoms down…not for the first time I would guarantee. Was that one hot little girl?
A plaintive "My turn please," caused me to turn round – in time to see Larissa on her hands and knees crawling towards me on the rug from where she had been sitting near Natalie. You wouldn’t have needed a protractor and set-square to work out that the angle of incidence between my eyes and her bikini-top was, if not optimum…life-threatening. And didn’t she know it?
Given that right that moment Graham was committing multiple indictable offenses against his younger daughter, Paul much the same with mine and the other girls all attending to their own little whims and fancies as they watched, I doubt anyone was even looking at us. I kissed Larissa softly on the lips, at the same time slipping a hand down her top where her beautiful young breasts awaited my touch.

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   She whimpered as I grasped her softness, my palm little more than brushing her nipples in passing.
Pulling her to me so that her legs were splayed either side of my lap, I allowed one hand to move up flush between her legs – at that point the bikini pants are the narrowest. So easy then to slip a finger to one side of the elastic and burrow the few centimetres inwards to where girlish innocence once resided but lately was home to a plethora of more adult emotions – love, lust and longing amongst them. Her head on my shoulder now, I pushed in another finger in my quest to please….
Like Kylie, Larissa brought herself to orgasm way quicker than usual. Perhaps the thrill of being fingered in a public place accentuated the pleasure to be had. I must admit I was sorely tempted to move-up a cog or two, and especially with what was in my shorts right about then. As the orgasm washed over her (and my fingers too if the truth be known) the bond we had shared for months now seemed ever closer, my love for her totally superseding the two-way pleasures on offer. I sat there cuddling her for the longest time afterwards, just holding her to me, kissing her softly and realising that never was life ever going to get any better than at this moment.
Chloe I could see, was helping her little sister pull her swimmers back up – I didn’t even get to witness the final stages of her and her dad’s activities. Last I saw he was slipping a finger up between her legs…much to Kirsten’s pleasure. Obviously he gained a pass-mark for his efforts! Jenna had her pants back on and with both hands behind her, was kneeling there trying to hook her top back up while Paul was making it difficult for her, continuing to fondle and kiss her breasts wantonly through the taut material as she wriggled about on the rug.
Eventually we all settled for what we originally went there for. Some quality sunbaking and multiple sessions in the non-violent surf. For a while afterwards I just sat there watching as, kneeling or squatting on the sand, they all combed out their dripping wet hair, their youthful body-language making me ache once more with desire.

 

   Listening to their girlish chatter as they either giggled or frowned quite subconsciously, what I would have given to have been eighteen again. The entire session was to be repeated several times on different beaches over the next few days. The faces may have changed, the wonder of it all didn’t!
That evening , reunited aboard the Pacific Princess and seated at the dinner table, there was no shortage of conversation. Seems we weren’t the only group to have been affected by the tropical sun. Brad, Connor, Jerry, even Chris and Anne, had all partaken of the various forbidden fruits on offer it seemed. The girls certainly had great fun exchanging their various experiences with their counterparts across the tables, to judge by the level of giggling between mouthfuls.
I was mid reverie, considerably more than replete, having finished-off not only my own serving of French cheesecake, but also the remains of Kylie’s that she had been forced to leave behind when Connor had asked her for a quick dance. I vaguely noticed the impeccably dressed young steward approaching.
"Excuse me Sir," he said, "May I have a word with you?"
"Have several if you wish," I replied. I was in a good mood.
"Well Sir, is that your daughter?" he asked, indicating the sexy little brunette being twirled around near the live band. Connor’s hand I noticed was somewhat below her Plimsol line.
"It’s one of them," I confessed, "Why? were you thinking of having her partner placed under house-arrest for indecent dancing?"
The poor guy wasn’t big on humor.
"Ohh, no Sir, I just wanted to ask you a question," he replied, looking by now quite embarrassed.
"Shoot," I said.

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"Well, its kind of hard to explain Sir, but you see, I was in Cabin 718 last night with two other stewards. We were just delivering a late room-service order. " For a second the implication escaped me.
"And?" I enquired.
"And…. . well, we stayed for a bit, if you know what I mean Sir. " Now he was looking guilty as all Hell.
I looked at him. "Surely," I said, "P & O has rules about its staff fraternising with passengers. Instant dismissal? dishonorable discharge and the like?"
He was almost comatose.
"Y…Yes, they do Sir, but we just couldn’t believe what we saw…and a couple of the men there talked to some girls and then asked us if we’d like to stay a while. "
I was quietly imagining in what state of undress Tanya, Brittany, Chantelle and whoever else, must have been in and/or what further was taking place at the time…
"Well anyway…. what is your name lad?’ I interrupted myself,
"Ryan Sir. "
"Yeah, well anyway Ryan…what’s all that got to do with my daughter over there?"
He looked like he was expecting me to punch him in the mouth at any moment.

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"Well, the fact is Sir, while we were there (he blushed visibly) two of the girls told us that……that everyone in your party was doing what we were. "
"And what exactly were you doing Ryan??" I enquired, trying swiftly to gather my thoughts at this point.
"Just what everyone else was," he stammered, "You know…. doing it to the girls. "
A forced silence ensued.
"I see Ryan," I said eventually. "So doubtless, you’re assuming much the same went on in our cabin and you want-in on the action…. right?"
I could see the lips quiver, I figured he was priming himself for my first blow. His admission hadn’t really bothered me. After all, he was hardly in a position to blackmail anyone, risking as he was not only dismissal, but charges of indecent dealings with a minor…multiple minors probably. I doubt he was prepared for fifteen years in the slammer.
"To be honest Sir," he continued – bravely, I thought, "Geoff, Don and I…they’re the other two stewards, were saying earlier just how pretty your daughter is and we were kinda wondering if she’d like to come up to our cabin later…. we could get her in without anyone seeing. "
Only his forthright honesty prevented me from breaking his nose.
"So let me get this straight Ryan," I answered.

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   "You get yourselves invited into Cabin 718, fuck yourselves stupid, then presume from what you’re told, the same thing’s happening in the other cabins nearby. You see my daughter later, like what you see and make the assumption she’s in on the action too. Then, hoping she’s basically the hot little slut you’ve already imagined, you come to me to ask if I can see my way clear to arranging an introduction? Have I missed anything lad?"
To say the color was rising in his cheeks would be the understatement of all time. He was speechless, if not paralysed with shock. I figured I best keep talking.
"A few facts are in order son. My daughter does not make house calls – you get what I’m saying Ryan? I don’t know what you heard in 718 or what you think goes on, but I’m not running a booking-service here for my daughter’s favors. " Deflated now to the point of cowed submission, I almost felt sorry for the boy. Fact is, he was rather likeable.
"Now if you were to be invited to our cabin by whatever miracle – well that might be a different story. " I added consolingly. "You simply then got the problem of getting the three of yourselves invited. "
Just then I noticed Connor escorting Kylie back towards our table. I turned to Ryan.
"Looks like you’re up kid, " I said, "Don’t let the other guy worry you – he’s just a friend of the family.

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  "
Kylie came over and gave me a hug as Connor sidestepped us and returned to Sandy who was chatting to Natalie at the far table.
"Kylie," I said, "This is Ryan, one of P & O’s finest!"
From confident cruise-ship professional to stuttering dickwad in just three seconds!
"P. . p. . pleased to meet you miss. " He managed to get out, shaking her hand with less rigidity than that cheesecake I’d recently farewelled. The boy needed help.
"I just invited him and two of his co-steward friends to our cabin tonight Kyles," I turned to Ryan…. "What time did you say you’d be off duty lad?"
"Half past ten Sir," he managed to ad-lib.
"Oh, OK then," replied Kylie, "Nice meeting you Ryan," and with that she took off for a small group nearby that included Jerry, Michelle, Warwick and her younger sister.
"Thank you," he muttered, "for the invite I mean. " he added by way of quite unnecessary explanation, turning then to leave.
"Just one other thing Ryan," I put an arm round his shoulder. "The really bad news? It’s my cabin….

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  . I’ll be there the whole night!"
"Th. . that’s fine Sir," he lied. "I understand that. The three of us will be there at 10. 30, OK?" I nodded.
A little later Kylie came back over to me. "What was all that about dad?’ she asked.
"Just three more young guys got a crush on you sweetheart," I told her, "Can you believe he asked if I’d let you go to their cabin?…. Simply looking after your interests baby. "
"He was rather cute," she giggled.
As it happened, Natalie took-off for Connor and Sandy’s cabin at around 9 p. m. Jenna, Brianna and Danielle were linking up with Nadia, Cathy and Brittany in 720 for God-knows what little scenario and with God-knows whom? George and Larissa had a standing invitation to meet-up with Jerry, Michelle and a few others at Mischa’s nightclub on the main deck.

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I had fortuitously organised a little "inviting" of my own. Craig, who I hadn’t really caught-up with since George’s first gathering, rocked-on up to our door shortly after 9 pm with his two girls in tow, followed minutes later by Pete, whose son Mike I learned, had been seconded to duty in cabin 720 with all those other hot little sirens. Last night he had found Kylie much to his liking, I figured Jenna was at short odds to extend his appreciation of the family.
Virginia, Craig’s eldest daughter, was seventeen now - in Kylie’s grade and although not what you might call classically beautiful, was attractive enough, simply full of life and of an adventurous disposition and yes, I do mean in that regard! Several other fathers will vouch for that statement.
Unlike her dark-haired sister, little Rhiannon was nearer a redhead, as pretty as they come and probably the main reason I asked Craig over. Effusive, bubbly – you name it. How many hearts was this one going to break over the next decade? Just fifteen, her first car would likely be sporting the personalised plates DESIRE in eighteen months or so.
She had only been to one Valley get-together and had understandably been sheltered from all but the most basic of interactions (kissing) by Craig. That was OK, Virginia had more than made up for it as I recalled! Like so many other attendees, her mother and father had split-up when she and Virginia had been tots. That she loved and adored her dad was obvious. I retained however the overwhelming conviction that she was yet a virgin.
Kylie was still putting the finishing touches to her presentation-package when Craig and the others arrived. I poured the drinks while the girls congregated in the bathroom and do what girls do in times like this.
One major plus in entertaining friends…especially of the female persuasion on board ship, is the lack of chairs in most cabins. One is forced to use the beds for seating.

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   Admittedly ours had the balcony, which later in the evening proved most accommodating. By judicious shuffling of chairs, lounge and beds, we orchestrated a workable split. Rhiannon and I commandeered the lounge, Pete and Virginia parallel chairs, while Craig and Kylie looked remarkably ‘comfortable’ propped-up on the single bed.
By the time we had covered the inevitable subjects of school, careers, work problems and films we all wished we’d never seen, the alcohol was kicking-in. Craig’s arm had already found it’s way around Kylie’s waist, Pete’s mid-way along Virginia’s thigh while I was fully content to just hold Rhiannon’s exquisitely shaped hand and have her nestle-in closer. So much did she remind me of Kylie just two years ago.
The last thing I expected was to see this beautiful little thing raise her head towards me, quite obviously wanting to be kissed. Given that the other four were by now well down the track in this regard, I pulled her to me and kissed those soft lips as they deserved to be treated. Doesn’t matter how many times the game is enacted – that first time with a beautiful young girl you have never kissed before, cuts loose - at least for me, those self-same emotions …. wonderment, desire and an instinctive need to protect.
The conversation had fallen away as you might expect. So had Virginias’s top, Pete having some hand in this occurrence one might be led to deduce. Craig meanwhile, was availing himself of the convenience of a flat and comfortable bed having laid Kylie down on her back, which in that short skirt offered up no shortage of ideas. Being directly opposite, my view of proceedings might best be described as uncommonly arousing, especially if like myself, one has a penchant for flimsy black underwear.
Kissing begets more kissing and when the recipient is but of extreme tender age, crushed up against your chest and thereby permitting a wicked if not wide-screen view down her blouse, quite obviously in learning-mode also, then it becomes a case of love before honor, or given the nautical flavor of our locale – all hands on deck!
Cupping Rhiannon’s breasts elicited a slight gasp but no resistance.

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   Gently fondling those delicate little mounds, an unutterably beautiful work-in-progress, her softness was an instant aphrodisiac. She glanced downwards as if fascinated by the sight of her departing innocence. With my left arm still around her shoulders, I allowed my hand to gently caress her neck beneath her hairline and she looked up at me making some rather endearing little-girl noises. I slipped the hand at her breasts inside her bra and found what I had hoped for – two delightfully erect young nipples. Rhiannon’s expression glazed on the instant. We had crossed the line from playing to grown-ups.
"It’s OK sweetheart," I reassured her, holding her ever tighter, "You tell me the instant you want me to stop, OK?" She looked at me so trustingly and to be honest…. lovingly, it made me shiver momentarily.
Nearby, I could see that Virginia was radically less interested in her little sister’s immediate fate than her own. Having vacated her own chair, she was now sitting on Pete’s lap facing him, her back to us.

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Exactly what he was doing to her was not readily obvious, but judging by her splayed legs, the fact that her dress was scrunched up around her hips and the pleasurable noises issuing from her, I’d say he was penetrating her pussy with, at the very least, a couple of fingers. Her arched back also gave credence to the likelihood he was suckling her additionally with unfettered relish.
So far as Kylie’s predicament was concerned, I didn’t have to wonder. Her skirt pushed up sufficiently to allow her to spread her legs wide enough to accommodate the least skilled of gynaecologists, Craig had one hand up beneath her panties, rubbing and fingering her to a state of shared Nirvana. Alternating his kisses between her lips and her now exposed breasts, she was wriggling and urging him on to a greater level of involvement.

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Little Rhiannon’s cry of "Ohh " as she glanced at first her sister and then Kylie, almost made me ashamed strangely. Somehow I felt it all cheapened her own predicament and I could not entertain the notion suddenly of the four of them watching my progress with such an innocent. Lightly pulling her to her feet, I guided the way to the far side of the room and George and Larissa’s bed.
It was darker there and drawing her down on to the coverlet I just whispered to her, "Let’s leave them to it sweetie, this is way cosier. " She squeezed my hand – she understood perfectly.
"Shall I undress?" she asked softly, not so much with any fear of the unknown but rather a willingness I felt, to do that which might please me.
"Just take your skirt and top off love…. so they don’t get creased. " I added, removing my own trousers and shirt concurrently, while being thankful for the pervading gloom which mercifully hid the thirty-five year gap between our bodies. One clearly offering a ten-year warranty – the other, a day to day proposition. Emotionally I would point out, no such distinction could be drawn.
Together, slipping beneath the covers from either side of the bed, the status-quo was restored and I pulled her to me, aroused dramatically by the contact with her soft skin and the knowledge that she was dressed now only in her bra and panties.
Speaking of arousal – Rhiannon’s older sister was becoming increasingly vocal now as Pete was quite obviously treating her to a vaginal exploratory with something other than his fingers. Kylie too from what I could see at that angle, had allowed Craig to download her knickers and was now lying astride him face-down on his chest as he thrust up into her pussy with commendable zeal.
Lying side by side, I unhooked the tiny bra and tossed it on the floor.

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   Nuzzling her perfectly formed little breasts and nipples, that associated milky smell that is so prevalent in young girls especially, was addling my senses. I was aware of her soft gasps and her own urgency as I began to draw down on her nipples, the first I like to think, afforded the privilege. Rhiannon was on her back now and as I allowed my hand to caress her shoulders, her arms then the flatness of her belly, I felt her stiffening slightly – not with trepidation but more anticipation. Lifting my hand, I replaced it on her left knee and began to caress the skin along her inside lower thigh.
As my hand continued its northbound journey I felt her breathing becoming more and more irregular – my own of course was fortunate to still be working at all. I felt her legs parting instinctively and at the point I placed my hand directly on the front of her panties, gently cupping her most secret of treasures, she was unable to repress a gasp of pent-up emotion.
Kissing her lips, I reassured her and just began to rub her very softly through her panties as I felt her hips moving perceptibly against my hand. The last thing I wanted to do however was to bring her to orgasm just yet. Judging by the noise over the far side of the room though, they were playing by very different rules. I have seen and heard Kylie in extremis enough now to recognise those hot little yelps of passion.
Committed to on-going series of "ohhhhs" now as I continued rubbing her pussy in exactly the right spot, Rhiannon was wriggling about and willing to be fondled and caressed in any spot you care to mention – and I think I had all bases pretty well covered.
"You can take my panties off," she whispered as my lips located a hotspot just beneath her hairline. Music to my ears! They joined their skimpy top-half relative on the floor. Now, having a naked and panting little fifteen-year old girl in bed with you, really is better than a first-division lottery win! Trust me on this.
She had to be shocked stupid at some stage – I pulled her on top of me.

 

  
"Oh Gosh," she said as her wonderfully flat tummy came into contact with my anything but flat erection.
"Oh Gosh???? I repeated, "Is that all you can say sweetheart? After all, its your fault this happened. I was trying to keep it a surprise. "
I felt her small hand exploring what I hoped was a totally new sensation from her viewpoint. So cool was her touch, for a moment there I recaptured my lost youth.
"It’s so big," She sounded awestruck. "Are you going to put that in me?"
"Only if you would like me to Rhiannon," I answered truthfully. "You are still a virgin aren’t you baby?"
"Yesss," she whispered. I was so pleased!
"OK well tell me the truth sweetie," I added, "This is important to me…. Do you really want me to do it? Have you thought about this?"
She was quiet for a couple of seconds, wanting I knew, to be held and kissed.
"Dad told me I would know when it was right and the person was right for me. I always thought it would be a boy but you make me feel so safe…I know you won’t hurt me. "
"Well darling," I told her, "I can’t guarantee it won’t hurt just a little. You must have been taught all this in sex-ed classes at school. "
"Virginia said it didn’t hurt her at all," she said matter-of-factly.

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   I looked across the room. It sure as Hell wasn’t hurting her now!
Just my opinion, but I believe having the girl on top for her first time is by far the best option. The man still has full penetrative potential but the girl – especially a very young one, can control the depth and the pressure.
Slipping my hand over her shoulder, across her magnificently sculptured little butt and flush up between her legs confirmed two things instantly. She obviously liked the sensation of having things inside her and lubrication was never going to be an issue.
Fingering her for at least three or four minutes initially, I had no need to guide my erection into her – she was well able to manage that all by herself. Of course, lying on me as she was, I had the added benefit of being able to kiss and fondle her breasts at will.
For several minutes she was completely taken up with just having the head of my erection between her labia. When she was comfortable enough to be penetrated further we both entered a brave new world, one I would wish never to have left.
"Are you Ok sweetie?" I asked, feeling her wriggling and not sure whether through discomfort or pleasure. She answered by kissing me passionately. People in discomfort don’t do that!
All roads on this board-game lead ultimately to the same destination. A very large stop sign! Throwing a double-six isn’t gonna help either. There were other considerations also bothering me now.
"Rhiannon," I whispered to her.

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   "I know it’s a little late to ask this, but have you……. . ?" she cut me off with a face-nuzzle. "Yes. . I have silly…. . I’ve been on the pill for a month so you needn’t worry. It was dad’s idea. "
Not sure I wanted to follow that implication through to its logical conclusion but it was good news nevertheless.
In the wash-up, I can’t claim to have done anything much more than lie there – well at least in those early stages. She knew what pain she could take and even though I knew she was gritting her teeth and hurting in the process, she stuck with it. At the point she bit the bullet and thrust her hips downwards shredding the barrier, she cried-out and I hugged her to me.
Whatever pain she was feeling was outvoted by the body’s needs and once I was deep inside her she wanted what every girl wants. To be taken to the end of the road and for however short a period – to be loved and worshipped for the uniquely beautiful female she is.

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   I could so do that!
Bringing a young girl to her first vaginal orgasm is a privilege and probably as emotionally gratifying an opportunity as may ever come one’s way. You don’t "fuck" emotionally dependent and inexperienced little girls like Rhiannon – you make love to them in every sense of the word. You never lose sight of their complete vulnerability and their dependence on you to protect while you teach…. . while you share…. while you sexually fulfil.
Having said that though…I think she took me apart. If getting her little pussy filled with white-hot DNA was her plan – it was highly successful. I can recall no more gratifying a moment (and with Nat, Jenna and Kylie, there have certainly been a few of those!)
Emotionally and physically levelled by the experience, she was fit for nothing except sleep. I pulled out of her reluctantly, laid her on her back and kissed her, telling her she was the most beautiful girl and that never would I forget what she had shared with me that night. I think she was unconscious midway through the last sentence.
Getting dressed, I returned to check on the awesome foursome. Whoa! Talk about musical chairs.
I was about to castigate Craig for his fully unsubtle handling of my daughter as he rather indelicately attended to the gaping pussy on its knees center quilt when I realised it wasn’t Kylie. Turning around, I noticed she had replaced Virginia (or had been replaced) on Pete’s lap.

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   Seeing as her black panties were still on the edge of the bed, obviously Pete was without that particular challenge. In any event, so hard was he fucking her, Kylie was reduced to little more than soft moans and intermittent sighs. Two men, one on either side, couldn’t have held her legs any wider.
In a move quite unbefitting my usual mannered etiquette, I moved across on impulse and put my hand right up between her legs and began rubbing the upper part of her pussy even while he continued penetrating her deeply. Topless still, her breasts I couldn’t help but notice, were openly vibrating as a result of the jolting forces in play. Raising her head as I located her now very distended clitoris, she looked at me dreamily, nah, make that lustfully. Either way, I had to kiss her. Right then, Pete crossed the finish line and simply spurted his calling card as far up inside her as he was able. I knew what that felt like!
Not two minutes later a knock at the door. I glanced quickly at my watch. 10. 30 p. m.
"Hell Kylie, " I said, "That’s the other three – quick, go make yourself decent. " Grabbing her knickers, she took off for the bathroom.

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   Craig and his daughter had obviously run the gamut of extravagant excess. Virginia was sitting up near the pillow clutching her pussy, Craig was learning to breathe again.
I just called out "Be with you in a second Ryan," then tossed Virginia her little blue panties which were sitting on one of the chairs. She wriggled into them which to be honest was no hardship to watch either. All Pete had to do was zip himself up.
Flinging the door open like an episode from "Friends," I ushered in the trio of young hopefuls. Dressed in civvies, any bartender would have asked for id from all of them.
Lacking only the aggression, Geoff was a passably good look-alike for Patrick Swayze. Don in twenty-five years time was cut-out to be a suburban Barney Rubble, toting his own little Betty around – it sure as hell wasn’t going to be a Kylie. For now though, they looked pretty decent clean-cut kids.
Introductions were made with the other four – Kylie was still making good with the repair work. Virginia I noticed, was not unimpressed with Geoff, giving him the full eye-fluttering "Yes I do enjoy fucking" look. Not sure any connection was made and even if it was, at the moment Kylie walked out thirty seconds later it was completely wasted. I was almost struck dumb myself. I even forgot about Rhiannon in the far bed.

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You figure someone could totally respray a ’78 Caddy Eldorado in eight minutes? That’s what she’d managed! For a girl who had just been sitting with her legs spread on an older man’s knee, getting herself fucked senseless, what walked out was Alice in Wonderland with a lollipop! I could almost hear Craig’s erection in progress and Pete’s pulse-rate spiral.
Her hair brushed and shining and hanging now around her shoulders, she had found some tight-fitting cream-colored dress in the bathroom somewhere and either ditched her sexy black undies for something more demure or she wasn’t wearing any at all. Either way, she looked the epitome of virginal innocence and no-one meeting her at that moment would have doubted it. The barest hint of mascara, lightly-glossed lips and not a man aboard that ship could have looked upon her standing there so innocently, without having to take-off to the nearest rest room and relieve himself urgently.
If I thought Ryan was a stuttering dickwad earlier, Geoff and Don were reduced to monosyllabic nerds when I introduced Kylie, being able to do little more than shake her hand and grunt. She carried it off well though, knowing full-well the effect she was having on them.
Virginia tried unsuccessfully to engage Geoff in conversation, in fact embarrassingly for her, her dad was more successful in that regard, the two of them discussing life on board ship, the New York Mets and inevitably "How did you end up in this cabin?"…. I didn’t hang around to hear what he had to say about that. Ryan, Don and Kylie seemed to hit it off which left Pete and Virginia as the two Nigels. I had to leave and go check on Rhiannon. She was still sound asleep and so I just kissed her lightly on the forehead. I sincerely hoped George and Larissa would be making a long night of it at Mischa’s.
By the time I returned, Don had joined his companions who were shepherding Kylie towards the outside balcony following someone’s observation "Isn’t it a bright moon tonight?" We had even doused the center lights to verify the fact. No one was in any hurry to put them on again either. Pete and Virginia were getting all hot and bothered again in the far corner while Craig was more than interested to know all the ins and outs of his youngest daughter’s recent experiences, confiding in me additionally his own desires in that regard.

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   Call me the world’s greatest hypocrite but it took every bit of willpower to show neither my bitter distaste for such an eventuality or my burgeoning inclination to drop him where he stood. Oddly I realised, I cared less about him fucking my own daughter to the brink of collapse than daring to touch his own innocent little girl. Quite instinctively I knew too she would never be able to share with her father what she and I had experienced. Nor could he ever take from her now that which she had already handed to me so willingly and so lovingly.
I glanced back and saw that Pete had Virginia across the single bed this time, and in the process of tugging her panties down once more. Her father was seated nearby watching impassively. I hoped quite vindictively they both made her sore as hell!
Thought I’d best head off outside and stall any imminent moves for Kylie and the Three Amigos to return indoors. I really didn’t want them seeing Virginia’s predicament and getting quite the wrong idea.
Stepping out on to the balcony, I think it was me had quite the wrong idea. Down the far end alongside the ship’s rail, the four of them were clustered about on that same lounge Kylie and I had shared but twenty four hours earlier. It was a very warm night. At first glance I thought they were just hanging out, chatting about everyday nonsense. It was the fact I couldn’t hear too much chatter that made me look again. As my eyes adjusted to the quite beautiful moonlight, I could see Kylie was snugly encircled by the boys and right that moment was being passionately kissed by Ryan. I can’t be sure, but I have the impression that Geoff had a hand up beneath her dress and was caressing something he definitely shouldn’t be, albeit no complaints were being registered by any party that I could hear.

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I was unable to study the tableau further as my unheralded appearance sparked a mass exodus of bodies from the crime-scene. Cries of "Ohh dad," and "I’m sorry Sir," did tend to incriminate certain individuals, but I was not out for justice.
"It’s Ok kids," I reassured them, "I’m unarmed – you’re all safe. Kylie’s a big girl and hey…I was young once myself y’know!"
Don obviously was having second thoughts about throwing himself overboard now and he moved back towards his compatriots. Ryan, who had not moved far from Kylie’s side, sat back on the lounge drawing her down beside him. Geoff’s body language suggested that he didn’t believe a word I said and was waiting for the Uzi to appear.
"Enjoy the moment kids," I told them and stepped back inside, pulling the door to.
Pete, Virginia and her Dad were making-out with unchecked vigor down the far end of the room, but I really wasn’t that interested.
For maybe ten minutes I stood looking down at that angel. I knelt beside her. I could see every feature, from her stubby but cutest of up-turned little noses to her blemish-free skin, smooth cheeks, artistic and delicate eyebrows, tiniest ears and shoulder length hair, splayed-out now as it was on the pillow. She even had the sweetest of breath. I kissed her and she stirred in her sleep. I took a hold of the child’s hand that was free of the covers and resting prettily by her face. If only God could have orchestrated things differently – she could have been mine.

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   I would have loved her more than life itself.
I must have slept for a short time. I was very quiet opening the door to the balcony. I suppose I always knew what I would see. They had her full-length on that lounge, her dress pushed up around her hips, her top unbuttoned to the waist. Ryan was kneeling on the couch rhythmically attuned to her needs, and penetrating her as deeply as he was able. Given the degree of openness her legs were affording, that was considerable. They had her breasts out of course and while Don was taking care of her lips, Geoff was sucking both her nipples and eliciting the most arousing of moans for his trouble. As I approached, I indicated my acceptance of the situation and either through some innate understanding or they were simply all four too far down the track to care any more, they simply continued with their ministrations.
I wanted Ryan to come in her – I wanted them all to! Kylie herself was so transported with pleasure she just smiled as Ryan pumped her full and happily allowed Don to take his friend’s place. I had the impression this was not their first spin of the wheel either. I just watched fascinated as the boy worked up to his climax and contributed yet more residual cum to that overflowing pussy. Incredibly, it all seemed so natural and even as I took the boy’s place, Kylie looked up at me and smiled that lovely smile she has perfected. Even as I reached that inescapably beautiful plateau myself, Kylie and Rhiannon’s expressions were merging. I was making love to perfection, to every beautiful young girl that ever lived.

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   As I came in her, Kylie clung to me and just whispered "Oh dad!"
In my next life, I am going to marry her!
When finally we returned to the main cabin, the other three had departed, Craig having left me a note to "Bring Rhiannon over in the morning. " Kylie passed-out within moments. I had more than two hours with Rhiannon before Natalie, Jenna and everyone else returned. Their experiences, not surprisingly would fill another two episodes alone.
Did I make love to her again that night? No, but simply holding her and kissing her in her sleep was just as good – believe me.
Now, you’re all wondering about the title of this episode?
Well, if we move on say six days, and to be honest, the events thus far recorded were to be repeated nightly with just about every cabin combination you care to mention. Getting home was almost blessed relief…. I thought!
Not two days after we had gotten back to Sydney, I had one stack of client-database work to catch-up on which was meaning I had to burn the midnight oil for several days running to meet commitments, and let’s be honest, no-one does their best work at 2 in the morning. Just a week after we had gotten back, I was wrapping-up another night’s torture session when I divined an inordinate amount of noise coming from Natalie’s room just down the hallway. Assuming naturally those pesky little bisexual daughters of mine were at it again, I hastened on down to tell them to hush-up and/or to fuck each other rather more quietly. Pushing Nat’s door inwards I was stunned to hear all sorts of passionate outpourings…. but no ready source. Definitely no sisters on heat. Walking around the far side of Natalie’s bed, my world fell apart.
Down on her knees in just her thin nightdress, but equally obviously no panties, Natalie was being routinely and obviously most pleasurably, fucked senseless by none other than her older brother.

 

  
"Excuse me Chris," I interrupted. "We really have to talk. "
 Author's Note:
In response to the many requests, "The Complete Harper Valley" is now available in print. The book contains the formerly unpublished Chapter Eleven ("The Downsizing of Harper Valley") as well as the concluding episode "Farewell to Zion" which also will not be published separately. It is available now  in a 334 page softcover version for US$19. 95 from http://www. lulu. com/content/106537
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