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"Alright, shall we head into the tent now?"
I suggested this a little past ten in the evening, after we had thoroughly enjoyed dinner, dessert, and the subsequent fireworks event, and the quiet of night had begun to settle around us.
"Mr. Kasahara... Are you really sure about this? Asking you to take the night watch and all..."
Anna's mother, Mireille-san, asked apologetically. Like her daughter Anna, there was something in her demeanor that felt distinctly Japanese. I had heard that both mother and daughter were fond of Japan, but this level of reserved grace was something you'd only see from someone deeply immersed in Japanese culture. Strangely enough, she seemed more like a traditional Yamato Nadeshiko than many actual Japanese women.
"It's fine. Tomorrow's a day off anyway. I can't let the women stay up on watch."
While the three girls slept in the tent, I was to keep watch outside in the yard. Even though we were within the apartment complex grounds, this was still the great outdoors. It was unlikely anyone would trespass past the windbreak forest and the block walls, but as their guardian, I couldn't just leave them unguarded.
To ensure the girls and their friends could enjoy their leisure without worry, the adults had to put in some effort. But that didn't mean it was a hardship for me.
Just as my parents and relatives had done for me when I was a child, I was now passing it on to the next generation. I suppose that's how society keeps turning. To put it grandly, you could call it the love of familyâwithout any hesitation, even though I wasn't married yet. No wife, not even a girlfriend.
Yet somehow, I had already become a father figure.
"That's right, Mireille-san. Men should fulfill their nightly duties properly."
Mizuki, the polar opposite of a Yamato Nadeshiko, smirked suggestively. She was clearly plotting something, but I wasn't about to get dragged into it so easily. We were still outside in the apartment complex, and Mireille-san, Anna's mother, was right nearby.
"Well then, I'll take you up on your kindness..."
With a deep bow, Mireille-san disappeared into Room 102. Though "disappeared" was an exaggerationâit was just a few meters to the first-floor entrance, barely separated by a single wall.
"Now then, what shall we do to enjoy the night?"
The moment Mireille-san was gone, Mizuki struck a pose, clearly scheming mischief. If I wasn't careful, I might get dragged into the tent, but doing anything outdoors was risky. The walls of Sazanami-so were thin, but the tent's soundproofing was far worse.
"Don't cause too much trouble for Mr. Kasahara, Mizuki."
That's when it happenedâa deep, intimidating voice came from behind me. The sheer force of it made me instinctively recoil, but it wasn't a yakuza or a biker. It was just a middle-aged man.
"Dad?! Weren't you supposed to come back tomorrow...?"
I could tell Mizuki was shrinking back, just a little. Like a child caught mid-mischief, flustered. Or rather, that's exactly what she was.
Without even thinking, it was clearâthis was Mizuki's father. Sarashina-san, a truck driver, rarely got to see his daughter Mizuki. In fact, this was my first time meeting him too.
"Nice to meet you, Mr. Kasahara. My troublesome daughter here has been causing you a lot of trouble, I'm sure."
Sarashina-san's polite greeting was at odds with his yakuza-like appearance. Maybe it was just the prejudice of a salaryman, but his intensity was overwhelming, befitting a truck driver.
"N-no, it's my fault for borrowing your daughter like this..."
Given my usual behavior, I found myself shrinking back too. The sheer guilt hit meâespecially since Mizuki had just given me a blowjob earlier. If that got out, I could easily imagine being killed.
"Not at all. With my job keeping me away so much, I'm grateful there's an adult around to play with her."
A single father working late-night shifts. While Aika and I technically counted as a father-daughter household, the struggles of a daytime salaryman were nothing compared to his.
"Feel free to use her however you likeâher tits, her pussy. Don't know who she takes after, but she's got a filthy mind for a middle-schooler."
"Dad! What the hell are you saying?!"
Mizuki turned bright red, protesting loudly. Maybe it was his signature dad-joke style, but it honestly wasn't funny.
"Well, I've got work to get back to."
With that, Sarashina-san disappeared outside the premises. It seemed he had just stopped by briefly during work.
"Mizuki's dad is... quite the character, huh..."
Aika was dumbfounded by the exchange. Anna, meanwhile, was red-faced, covering her face with her hands.
And most of all, I think this was the first time I'd ever seen Mizuki so flustered. The fearless Mizuki was no match for her real father. Though, given his personality, it made sense.
"What the hell was he even here for...?"
Perhaps rattled by the sudden appearance, Mizuki seemed to have completely forgotten about her mischief. Probably lost the will to attack me. She quietly slipped into the tent.
But this was my salvation. Even I couldn't bring myself to do anything with thirteen-year-old girls after meeting their parents on the same day.
Eventually, two hours passed since the three of them had entered the tent. It was past midnight, and the sounds from the surrounding houses had completely died down.
The girls' chatter from the tent had also faded. Had they all fallen asleep?
Then, the tent entrance opened.
It was Aika who stepped out.
"Dad, can't sleep?"
Still in her pajamas, Aika sat down beside me. Leaning against my shoulder, the thirteen-year-old pressed her body close to mine.
"W-what's wrong? Shouldn't you be with the others?"
My daughter, wrapped in an unusual allure, left me slightly flustered. She carried a seductiveness that belied her age. Her figure was mature beyond her years, and the softness pressing against my arm was unmistakable.
"...No matter what happens, you'll always be just my dad, right?"
In one smooth motion, Aika pushed me onto the ground. The near-mounting position made my son react, but her serious expression kept me in check.
"O-of course. You're my only daughter, Aika."
I had no other daughters. I got along well with Anna and Mizuki, but I'd never once thought of them as my daughters.
"...Don't ever forget those words, no matter what."
Aika smiled faintly, a hint of loneliness in her expression. That fragile smile was beautiful precisely because of its transience. Under the moonlight, her sleek black hair accentuated an unnatural beauty for her age.
It was as if I was seeing the same mysterious beauty I'd witnessed when I first met Aika.
"The other two are waiting. You should go to them soon."
Surprisingly, Aika pulled away from me just like that. What did she mean by "the other two are waiting"?
"I'll be waiting inside the house."
With that, Aika disappeared up the stairs to the second floor. While I was relieved she wasn't staying outside alone, why wasn't she returning to the tent?
The reason became clear once I was inside the tent.
"...Why?"
Inside the tent, Anna and Mizuki had undressed. Not completely naked, but stripped down to their underwear. The sight was surrealâtwo thirteen-year-old girls, half-naked, waiting for me under the dim glow of the tent's light.
"Starting now, we're going to have sex with you, mister. Not just blowjobs or tit-fucking like before. Real adult sexâyour penis inside our pussies."
The sudden declarative statement left me speechless. This was unexpected. Right now, Anna and Mizuki were demanding penetrative sex from me. Not the usual fooling around, but proper, adult intercourse. The kind I'd only ever had with Aika.
And they weren't askingâthey were stating it as fact. It was practically a "declaration."
"But why...? I thought only Aika was allowed toâ"
If my memory served, I wasn't supposed to have full sex with anyone but Aika. So why were these two demanding it now?
"Aika gave us permission. She said it's fine as long as certain conditions are met."
Mizuki's tone was dead serious. Anna, too, was unwavering. This wasn't their usual teasing or mischiefâit was a legitimate negotiation.
"Conditions...?"
Aika gave permission for me to have sex with them? None of this made sense.
"We can't tell you that. You'll have to figure it out yourself someday. Otherwise, it's meaningless."
Mizuki's words were cryptic, almost impersonal, as she stood up. Then, without warning, she softly kissed me. A tender kiss, like lovers would share. Her slender fingers traced my chest, her tongue gently intertwining with mine.
The tall, boyishly beautiful girl was right there. Usually mischievous and playful, tonight she seemed every bit the adult.
Soon, she removed her braâsomething she rarely woreârevealing small but perfectly shaped breasts. Her stiff nipples were both mature and childlike, a stark reminder that she was still a thirteen-year-old middle-schooler.
She took my right hand and guided it to one of her breasts. The firm, youthful flesh was soft yet resilient, her nipple pressing insistently against my palm. I could feel her heartbeatâshe was nervous, too.
Then, my left hand was led lower, past the crevice of her thin underwear, where my fingers explored her sensitive folds. Her wet labia and hardened clit left no doubt about her readiness for sex.
Gripping her plump buttocksâsofter and fuller than her breastsâI marveled at how a thirteen-year-old could be so perfectly formed.
"...I'm already fully prepared."
Her whisper in my ear sent shivers down my spine. Even at thirteen, her body was ready. Just months ago, she'd been a grade-schooler with a backpack. Yet now, she understood sex perfectly.
Unable to resist, I pushed her down. There was only one sleeping bag in the tent. They must have planned this from the start.
This "campsite" setup existed for one purposeâso I could take Mizuki and Anna. For some reason, the three of them had orchestrated it together.
"Wow... your penis is amazing. I've always wanted this inside me..."
Even as I pinned her down, Mizuki expertly stroked me through my pants, then undid my belt and pulled them down along with my underwear.
Instantly, my hardened cock sprang free. It was so erect that only a young girl's pussy could satisfy it now.
"Are you really sure about this?"
Even now, I had to confirm. If this was a joke, it was beyond forgiveness.
But Mizuki nodded firmly. There was no room for hesitation. Our bodies, our instincts, demanded it.
"Ahh...!"
I let instinct take over, thrusting into Mizuki's pussy. True to her words, she was a virginâthere was slight resistance. But her well-lubricated entrance accepted my hardness smoothly.
"Nnnâ!!"
My penis reached her deepest point. Even though she was mature for her age, she was still a middle-schooler. My cock easily touched her cervix.
"This is incredible... I'm really connected to you now..."
Her tight walls gripped me, refusing to let go. The sinful folds wrapped around my shaft, milking me relentlessly.
Before, we'd only gone as far as dry humping. No matter how many blowjobs or swallows, my cock had never known her depths. Even when she'd licked my ass, I'd never breached her hymen.
But now, I was inside a thirteen-year-old girl. Full penetration. The kind that could get her pregnant.
"Can I move?"
I whispered gently, already rocking my hips. I didn't need an answer. No man could resist thrusting into this pleasure.
"Nn... nn..."
Mizuki muffled her moans with a hand, trying not to be heard outside. Was it painful because it was her first time? Or was the pleasure too much? She gripped the edge of the sleeping bag, enduring my thrusts.
"Does it feel good... Mizuki?"
Between strokes, I asked, and she nodded weakly. As proof, she wrapped her long legs around my waist, locking me in place.
"Mister... kiss me..."
Even as I pounded into her, Mizuki begged for my lips. I held her slender waist in missionary and obliged, our tongues tangling deeply.
"I love you, mister..."
Our lovemaking felt like real couples' sex. My swollen cock probed her untested walls, pushing her toward orgasm while our mouths exchanged saliva like true lovers.
"Ahh...! Not there...! It's too much...!"
Mizuki wrapped her arms and legs around me, surrendering completely. Like Aika, she loved having her deepest spot stimulated. But unlike Aika, I didn't hold backâI hammered into her cervix relentlessly.
"Ahh! No! I'llâI'll want your baby... if you keep going...!!"
Just two hours ago, I'd met her father. Yet here I was, pounding a thirteen-year-old pussy without remorse.
Middle-school girls were still children, yet undeniably becoming women. I felt it in every interactionâtheir words, their touches, the way their bodies gripped me.
"It's okay. Have my baby."
My rationality was long gone.
I wasn't wearing a condom. If I came now, I might actually impregnate her.
"There...! Nooo! If you cum now, I'llâI'll definitely...!!"
I lifted her slim body, switching to cowgirl as I ravaged her. Our tongues danced while my cock punished her cervix. The word "risk" no longer existed in my mind.
I wanted to fill her womb with my seed. To breed her.
That primal urge had taken over completely.
"I'm cumming, Mizuki. Take it all in your womb."
Using her pussy like an onahole, I drove myself toward climax. As my balls tightened, I buried myself to the hilt, kissing her cervix with my tip.
"Ahh! I'mâI'm cumming!! My first time and I'm cumming!! Getting creampied...!!"
Locked deep inside her, I unleashed a torrent of cum. Mizuki's usual confident expression shattered into pure ecstasyâthe face of a girl experiencing her first orgasm from penetration. I watched, entranced, as she came undone.
My orgasm lasted seconds, pumping her full of my seed. We clung to each other, tongues entwined, until the last drop emptied into her.
"You really went all out, huh? Creampieing a virgin like that..."
When I pulled out, a flood of semen dripped from her gaping pussy. She was no longer a virgin. With this much cum, she might really get pregnant.
"But it felt amazing. Honestly, way better than I expected. Who knew sex could be this good?"
Her smile was her usual bright, playful oneâthe grin of a mischievous thirteen-year-old athlete.
"Or maybe... it's because it's with 'Dad' that it feels so good?"
My heart stopped. That wasn't a slip of the tongue. She had just called me "Dad."
"Hey, 'Dad'... Can we go again?"
Mizuki got on all fours, presenting her plump backside to me. Even her butt, which she was self-conscious about, was enough to make me hard again.
"Ahh...!"
Without hesitation, I plunged into her again. Like animals. Taking a middle-schooler from behind.
"Ah! It'sâit's amazing...!"
The sound of skin against skin echoed in the tent. Each thrust made her moan like a cat in heat.
There was no stopping now. I'd keep fucking her until I ran dry.
"I'm cumming!! Creampied again...!!"
The middle-schooler arched her back as my cum filled her once more. Her tight pussy, combined with the taboo, made the pleasure unreal.
"Sex is... incredible. I'd let you creampie me more, but..."
Catching her breath, Mizuki stood up. She pulled on her panties and shorts, my cum still leaking out, then slipped on a black T-shirt.
"We've still got Anna's turn."
With a bright smile, Mizuki left the tent. Soon, the sound of footsteps ascending the stairs followedâprobably returning to her room.
Left in the tent were my still-hard cock and Anna, still in her underwear.
She had watched our intense lovemaking in silence, waiting her turn without a word.
"Anna... you too...?"
Even now, it was hard to believeâbut she wanted this too, didn't she? This delicate, beautiful girl. A French middle-schooler with unfairly voluptuous breasts.
"Yes. I want to have sex with you, Mr. Kasahara."
With innocent blue eyes, the girl gave her answer.
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