Foreword
Peter Mann was thirty-eight years old. He felt as if he was getting old. Too old. His wife, who was a sex-hungry bitch, had worn him out. Now she was in the hospital, and he was looking forward to a rest. He needed it. As he drove home Peter began to think about his five daughters.
They ranged in age from sixteen to ten. There was Mary, the oldest at sixteen, and then came Linda at fourteen, then Diane at thirteen, then Ruth at twelve, and finally little Patricia at ten. They were all lovely girls, and they were getting lovelier by the day.
Especially Mary. Mary was turning into a fine looking woman. Her body excited him to no end. Every time he saw it he got a hard-on. And just a few days before when he had seen her naked, he had to run to his room and beat off. Feeling a hard-on just from thinking about her, he began to beat off again.
Feeling quite restless, Peter spent half the night driving around, trying to get the lust for his daughter out of his system. Finally he went home. He went into his bedroom only to find Mary in his bed naked. It turned out that she wanted him as much as he wanted her.
That first night with Mary made him feel like a new man. He fucked her until neither one of them could walk again. And while they were sixty-nining, his other four daughters came in to watch them. The next morning in the shower, Linda, his second oldest, came right in the shower with him.
It seemed that she had always wanted to suck him off, and that was just what she did. Peter soon found that his daughters were after his body just like he was after theirs. They wanted him as much as he wanted them. It had been that way with Mary and Linda, the two oldest, and it turned out to be that way with Diane, Ruth, and Patricia, the three youngest.
Peter soon found out that his daughters were just as sex crazed as his wife, and that was fine with him. The more they wanted him to fuck them, the more he would fuck them. They were his little girls, and he meant to see that they stayed that way.