mother had insisted on it, as usual, but this time because she probably felt this would be our last ride together as a family. It also seemed to me she was on the verge of tears, but holding herself in check for my sake.
Our seating arrangement immediately reminded me of the dirty fun I'd had with my father and my uncle in the same configuration earlier, but this trip clearly had a far grimmer feel to it.
At a silent nod from my mother, my dad started:
“Your mom just couldn't get over our…indiscretion,” he told me. “And then she found all the pictures you and I took-”
Oh, no. Those. This wasn't going to be good.
Over the last year or so, when I was still a 4th-grader, my dad and I began taking photos of our fun together with his new digital camera. With a tripod and auto-timer.
“Uh oh!” I said. “That had to be bad.”
I kept my eyes straight ahead, not looking at my mom. However, I could hear her sudden intake of breath. Like my dad, she was dressed casually in jeans, but even without looking I could tell when she turned slightly in her seat to stare out the side window.
“It wasn't good,” my father admitted. “In fact, it was very bad.”
My mother said nothing, continuing to stare out the side window as my father did the talking. She was more tense than I'd ever seen her, and she was a naturally tense young woman to begin with, even though-as I'd already said-she was an attractive blonde of only 29 years old.
Anyway, the photo sessions with me and my dad started with a few normal shots, me in my little shorts and a tee-shirt, posing with a winsome smile on the couch in the basement. I'd soon taken off my tee-shirt to better show my emerging boobs and dark pink nipples. Then I'd slipped down my shorts and panties, leaving them around my ankles, to better show my better parts.
“Hold your beautiful 10-year-old pussy open,” my dad suggested, bringing the camera in a little closer. “Just like that!”
With my knees spread wide and holding my little-girl cunt open with my fingers, we'd done an entire series of close-ups, concentrating mostly on my sweet pink clit, alert and quivering by then. To keep it engorged with my youthful sexual arousal, he kissed it wetly now and then, not enough to make me come, but enough to keep my mind on exactly that.
“You have to fuck me when we're done,” I said to him. “You promised.”
“Right.”
There were also many shots of me on my knees, bent over the couch, spreading the firm little cheeks of my bare ass apart to better show my puckered asshole. Some photos were with my finger stuck up my tight butt, some without. But all of them from behind showed my other fingers in my slippery wet cunt, feverishly masturbating. I was extremely excited by it all.
But the most exciting shots were taken using the tripod and timer, my father's big cock in my mouth, or sliding into my slippery wet cunt or else half-way buried in my overly-lubricated asshole. In more than one photo, in fact, the tube of tropically-flavored lubrication he'd used in my tight but elastic anus was right in the shot.
There were also many of my dad's cum shooting into my mouth or onto my angelic little face, my chin and lips and cheeks dripping with it. I also remember there were four or five where I was showing him a mouthful of his warm semen, my small pink tongue stuck out and dripping with it, just before I swallowed the entire load.
Bad, bad, bad.
“Mom must have been hysterical,” I said, shaking my head. “When she found all of those.”
“She was,” he said. “And then she found the video we made.”
“I can't stand it,” I almost started crying. “This is just too much for my little heart to take.”
And I meant it, the sudden stress I was under making me wonder if it was possible for an 11-year-old to have an actual heart attack.
But my mother still refused to look at either of us, or even acknowledge we were in the car with her. It was getting worse and worse. At least, I figured, I'd probably end up living with my father so that my mom couldn't murder me in my sleep.
My dad continued:
“She made me play the video for her,” he said. “And we watched it all the way through. She was furious, but she wouldn't let me turn it off.”
I swallowed hard, picturing it, genuine panic rising in me.
We'd only made one video, my dad and I, a short time before my mom caught us fucking on the couch. It was over an hour long, taken in my dad's office on a Saturday afternoon where I'd gone with him to help out. Hah. We'd locked the door, closed all the blinds, and started out slow.
Lying on the carpet side-by-side together, he pushed my top up and played with my little boobs and nipples for awhile, while I slowly unzipped him and fished out his very hard cock.
“Do you like my titties?” I'd asked coyly, knowing the answer. “They're all yours, daddy.”
I'm certain my mom loved seeing that.
Next, I'd jacked him off, just enough to get him even harder, then slid out of my shorts and panties and pushed him onto this back. I threw one skinny bare leg over his face, and squatted down over it in a 69, my already dripping wet pussy over his mouth while I stretched out and took his rigid cock into my own mouth.
We did the 69 thing until we were both breathing hard, the camera positioned on its tripod to best see his tongue licking up at my preteen little cunt. He really licked it, too, I'll say that. You could also see my father's hands gripping the bare cheeks of my small ass and pulling my crotch even tighter to his face.
“Suck my clit more, Daddy,” I breathed. “Suck it. I need to come!”
And that's what he did, sucked my clit from underneath until I had a squirming orgasm that had me panting for even more. He then stuck two slick fingers up my tiny asshole, stretching it open, the camera still catching every filthy detail, and fingerfucked my butt while again sucking my clit.
Until I had a second wildly-trembling orgasm.
“Goddamn, you come so good,” he'd said to me. “You're such a great little slut.”
Still straddling him, I raised up on my hands so my firm little butt was tilted into his face. “I'm all yours, Daddy, your own little slut. Lick my asshole, please. I know that you want to.”
Still another moment my mother would've been better off not seeing.
Because my father did, of course, lick my asshole, and into it, probing deeply into me with his tongue, then licked my pussy again. Then he went back and forth between my two favorite spots in the whole world (my pussy and my butthole!) until I was about crazy and squirming insanely on top of him.
Throughout, we'd talked so dirty and filthy to each other in the video, I cringed as I remembered a few particular phrases my mother must've heard, watching the entire damn thing with my father.
When it came to my dad and I actually fucking, the camera was right there when he fastened my new butterfly vibrator around my narrow hips, adjusting it so that the little blue butterfly was perfectly fitted to my clit.
Then he laid on his back while I got on top of him, straddling his hips in a position he said was called a 'reverse cowgirl.' I squatted down fully onto his stiffly-standing cock while facing his legs, working myself slightly back and forth and taking it into my wetly-gripping pussy a delicious inch at a time.
The camera was positioned between his legs, on the floor, so as to not miss a single moment of his hard dick slipping up into me.
I leaned back then, his strong hands on my slender bare back to keep me from falling over, and started working my hips back and forth, faster and faster, fucking him like the little 11-year-old slut I clearly was.
And then, to top it off, my father used the remote control to suddenly turn on my butterfly vibrator, my clear reaction on the video to cry out and began pumping my narrow hips as if the end of the world was right around the corner.
I fucked him like a maniac!
Good God, what must she think of me? My mother. She probably wanted me dead, and my father with me.
We fucked for a very long time, my butterfly vibrator bringing me to one squirming orgasm after another. And my dad kept wildly pushing his thick cock up into me, his hands gripping my bare hips tightly as he repeatedly met the downward thrusts of my pulsating little cunt, slamming down into his crotch.
