****** Solitude by Kiosetic ******
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Solitude


Part One: The Photo Shoot

Montana is a quiet place to raise a family. Our nearest neighbors are two miles
down the road, the nearest town is small, and there's no lack of privacy, if
you need it. As a photographer for a nature magazine, I was in paradise. I was
surrounded by subject matter, and if I ever wanted a vacation, I'd need only to
call my editor (my wife, so calling her usually meant from another room) and
suggest a destination for a day of shooting and six more of R&R.

I sometimes get requests from other magazines to do spreads, and this new
assignment was no different. It was from a swimsuit catalog, asking me to
photograph their new line of teen wear. This was the only hard part of being so
far from the modeling agencies in New York and Los Angeles; there was a
definite lack of teenaged girls worthy of immortilization. The only exceptions
were Bethany, my fourteen-year-old daughter, and her best friend Kim. They were
both the only girls in the local high school, in a class of seven students. I
contacted the catalog, but they were unable to provide me with enough funding
to go anywhere, let alone send someone to Montana. I finally decided to have
the company send the swimsuits here, as payment for the girls.

Bethany and Kim both relished the idea, and after getting their measurements to
the catalog people, we were ready. By the time the suits arrived in the mail,
however, my wife was nominated for an editing award show in Billings, and would
be gone for the weekend of the shoot.

I had the shoot all set up, beginning with Kim. She started with a pale blue
one-piece which accentuated her small, Asian frame. Her long black hair fell
past her shoulders, contrasting her pale skin. After a few poses, she grabbed a
black one-piece with a low cut back and trotted to the changing room. I was
busy loading a new roll of film when I noticed she had left the changing room
door ajar, enough to let me see the large mirror on the wall. I loaded the film
and stepped to the tripod when I noticed her reflection in the mirror. She was
completely nude, and absolutely stunning. Her small perky breasts, thin line of
dark pubic hair and small ass were enough to get my cock standing at full
attention. I watched as she slowly put on the next suit, then as she turned to
exit the changing room, her eyes locked on mine in the mirror. For a moment, we
stared at each other, and then a smile crossed her face as she stepped out for
the next shoot. As she took her position, I stood there, wondering if she'd
realized what I had been doing.

She smiled at me and asked, "Are you going to take my picture or what?"

She looked incredible in that suit, let me assure you. This catalog was going
to be a pedophile's dream. The back was cut so low, it reached the point at
which the small of her back began to curve into buttocks, making sure to show
just a little rear cleavage. She turned her body away from me, and then looked
at me with a stare that would arouse the dead. It was all I could do to keep
from dropping the camera then and there. These pictures weren't going anywhere
but my private stash, I thought. By the time we were finished with that roll of
film, I was ready to pounce on her. The only thing keeping my dick in my pant
was the thought that she was my daughter's best friend.

She picked her final suit, and man, she saved the best for last. It was a
skimpy bikini, pale white, and probably banned in a few states. She looked
towards the dressing room, and then started stripping right then and there.
That did it, I did drop the camera. Luckily the film didn't pop out before I
had a chance to rewind it. God would have punished me had those pictures been
lost, I thought. I stared at her for a moment, watching her undress, and then
reason took over.

"What are you doing, Kim? That's why we have a dressing room," I said, hoping
to sound nonchalant.

"Well, you've already seen me naked; I'm just giving you a better view."

Damn, she had noticed. I watched her stroll around naked, pretending to be
casual when she knew what she was doing to me. I picked up my slightly dented
camera, rewound the film and loaded a new roll. I looked to her, asking her if
I could photograph her in all her naked beauty. She wagged her finger at me,
and then started putting on the last suit.

Skimpy turned out to be a lie. This was obscenity disguised as fashion. She did
her standard poses, and then they became more sensual. She started putting her
hands all over her body as I clicked away. Then she slowly removed her top,
keeping one hand covering her petite breasts. She eventually uncovered herself
to remove the bottom, and I kept taking pictures, keeping a count of exposures
in my head. By the time the film ran out, she was naked again, blowing a kiss
to the camera.


Part Two: In the Darkroom

As she got dressed, I gathered up all the rolls of film, marking the one for
"personal use only". I watched as she got dressed again, wondering how far she
was going to take this. By now, I was starting to have my doubts. She headed
out to the living room, where Bethany was watching television. By the time I
joined up with them, Bethany was asking Kim how it was, what she wore, etc.

Kim looked at me, smiled, and then said, "It was fun. Your Dad's a great
photographer." I saw the sly look she gave me, and that buried all doubt in my
mind. She stood up and said, "I'm going to take a shower now. Have fun,
Bethany."

I knew it was now or never.

"Bethany, why don't you go to the changing room and start putting on your
makeup. I'll drop these off in the darkroom and come get you when I'm ready."

As she headed off to the studio, I dropped the film off in the darkroom and
headed upstairs to the bathroom. I heard the water running, and as I climbed
the stairs, I imagined the water gleaming on her small body, dripping wet as
she lathered herself all over.

The door to the bathroom was shut but not locked, I discovered as I turned the
handle. I stepped inside, watching her through the opaque glass on the shower
door. I quickly stripped out of my clothes and stepped in the shower. She
turned to me, and without saying a word embraced me in a passionate kiss, the
warm water splashing all over me as she wrapped her long legs around my waist.
I felt her pussy lips brush against the top of my erect cock, her breasts
pressed into my chest and her tongue thrust into my mouth. I turned so she was
leaning on the wall behind her, and then slowly started thrusting my hips,
guiding my cock into her tiny pussy. Slowly at first, to let her adjust to my
7-inch member, and then deeper and harder, until I hit bottom. I began
thrusting like a madman, feeling her wet cunt grasp at my cock as she panted in
my ear. She gasped for air, and then cried out as her pussy spasmed, sending me
over the edge. I came in her young cunt, feeling the tightness contract around
me until I was milked dry. We held each other as the water poured down on us.
She gave me a long, sensual kiss, then stepped out of the shower.

I suddenly remembered Bethany. She was probably ready to begin, so I hurriedly
dressed and rushed downstairs. She had just finished putting on a dark purple
bikini with white trim and was waiting on me. I loaded the film and started. As
she posed, I couldn't help but notice how beautiful she was in the swimsuit.
Dark red hair, breasts about the size of oranges and a body full of curves,
contrasting that of her friend's body. I shrugged it off as residual hormones
and continued with the shoot. We managed to finish three of the five suits she
would model before we decided to call it a day. Thankfully, it was a typical
shoot; she didn't even leave the dressing room door open, I thought to myself,
sounding almost disappointed.

That night, while the girls watched the late show, I went to the darkroom and
started on my "personal" roll of film. At around two AM, I had fourteen great
pictures of Kim drying on a clothesline.

I decided to get some sleep, stopping by at Bethany's room to check on her. I
peeked inside, and saw Kim in her sleeping bag, but Bethany had kicked her
covers off in the night, and was curled up and shivering. She slept in the
nude, and I took a moment to admire her sleek, naked form, her rounded breast,
the thatch of hair above her soft pussy lips, her sculpted body, then I tucked
her in.

The next morning, both girls were up making breakfast when I came downstairs.
Kim looked up from the funny papers and smiled, giving me a knowing glance.
Bethany was at the stove, cooking eggs and bacon, and gave me a good morning
hug as I started a pot of coffee. We chatted about the latest news from high
school, what music they were listening to, and all the gossip teenage girls
seem to love.

After breakfast, Bethany told me she was going to get ready for the next shoot.
Since all my film was stored in the darkroom, I told her to wait for me in the
studio. As she headed to the dressing room, Kim and I looked at each other and
started for the darkroom.

Once inside the dual sliding doors, we stripped quickly, feeling each other up
and exchanging glances. I knelt down in front of her, admiring the thin line of
hair accentuating her pink folds. I began stroking her inner thighs, brushing
her lips with my fingers, then slowly inserted one, then two fingers into her
cunt.

She moaned softly, humping my fingers to match my thrusts. I leaned forward and
licked her clit, causing her to shudder. It wasn't long before she was cumming
all over my face and hands. She groaned and moaned as she orgasmed, then
dropped to her knees. I took this as an invitation, so I stood up, putting my
erect cock in front of her face. She immediately engulfed the head, wrapping
her fingers around the shaft and starting a rhythm.

I felt the point of no return coming up the base of my cock, and I told her I
was about to cum. Just as I was about to blow my load, I heard a voice from
behind say, "Dad, Are you almost..."

I turned to see Bethany standing in the doorway, wearing a floral one-piece
with a plunging neckline that hugged her body, her face telling us that she was
shocked beyond words. Kim chose the wrong time to say something, letting go of
my cock just as I came, and my semen spurted right into her face and chest.
Bethany turned to run, but as she did, she saw the drying photos of a nude Kim
dangling in front of her face. She stared for a moment, turned to us, then
started crying and fled the room. In an instant I chased after her, catching
her in the kitchen.

"Leave me alone!" she yelled, trying to get free.

"Honey, Bethany, it's not what you think, darling..." I tried to console her.

She turned to me, tears in her eyes, and said, "Dad, you came on her face...she
was sucking your dick...how could you do this to me?" She ran off to her room,
leaving me alone in the kitchen.


Part Three: The Aftermath

After I took Kim home, telling her that we had better not go on with this, I
went up to Bethany's room, but she wasn't there. I looked all over the house,
finally finding her in the studio dressing room, crying still. It broke my
heart to know I had done this to her.

"Bethany, are you going to be all right?" I asked, hoping she'd talk to me.

"No. Leave me alone," she sniffled.

"Look, I'm sorry that you saw that honey...we thought that..."

"Dad, I can't believe you fucked my friend...and..."

"Bethany, I...it's just..." I realized I had nothing to say to her. I thought
she'd never talk to me again, or worse...

"Bethany, it's very important Mom doesn't find out..."

"What...That you had your dick sucked by a fourteen-year-old?" she yelled at
me.

"Look, I know you're upset that I...we were..." I stammered.

"That's not why I'm upset," she said, still crying.

"Well, why are you upset?"

"Dad, do you think I'm pretty?" she asked.

"Of course I do...why do you think you have to ask me that?"

"Prettier than Kim?"

"Of course honey" I suddenly realized what she was telling me.

"Why don't you ever tell me how pretty I am? Why not, Daddy?" Suddenly, years
of the two of us together flashed before me. I thought of myself as a good
parent, but I realized I had forgotten to let my daughter know how much I loved
her. Now it was crashing down on me, and I felt sickened.

"I...I'm sorry, honey...you know daddy loves you...right?" I could feel a knot
starting in my stomach.

"Daddy...will you...take the pictures of me...like you did with Kim?" she
asked.

"Sure honey...anything you say."

I loaded the film in the camera, and turned on the studio lights. Bethany stood
in front of me, not sure what to do. She remained motionless, trying to summon
the courage for this.

"Bethany." I said.

"Yes, Daddy?"

"I love you." this seemed to do the trick, and to this day, I have never seen
such a beautiful smile as she gave me.

She started by letting the spaghetti straps of the swimsuit off her shoulders,
then turning away from the camera. She looked back at me, her red hair framing
her face, looking at me as Kim did yesterday. She turned back around, letting
the suit down, exposing her wonderful breasts. She seemed nervous at first, but
I told her how beautiful and full they were, and she continued peeling the
swimsuit off.

She uncovered her pussy, and to my surprise, it was completely shaven clean.
She smiled as she noticed my reaction to this, than said, "Kim did it this
morning, before you woke up."

I was erect already, but this sealed it.

She took me by the hand into her bedroom, and then kissed me softly on the
lips. She sat on the bed, staring up at me.

"I love you, darling," I told her.

"I love you too, Daddy." With that, she took my hand and pulled me down on top
of her. I could feel her soft breasts, her warm skin and her breath on my neck.
I moved my hand down to her pussy, feeling the warmth and wetness between her
lips. I stroked her slowly, getting her wetter so I could enter her more
easily. Finally, I slipped the head of my cock into her. I slowly pushed
forward, until I hit her cherry.

"It's going to hurt, but only for a second."

She nodded, and I gave one thrust forward, and was in all the way, buried up to
my balls in my daughter. She cried out as I broke her maidenhead, and then
started moaning as I slowly pumped in and out. While Kim had been about lustful
fantasy, this was love. I wanted her to cum with me, so I started going faster,
but still gently.

Soon, she was moaning, and I was ready to cum. I was going to pull out, but she
stopped me, saying, "Do it in me daddy, please?" She started moaning louder,
crying, "Yes! Yes!" as I thrust, and soon, she came. Her spasms sent me over
the edge, and I buried myself to the hilt and came inside her. Soon, we were
lying naked on the bed, holding each other in our arms as we drifted to sleep.

Since then, not a day goes by without me telling her how beautiful she is, or
how much I love her.

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