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Ok! First one done, let's see if I can do the second one as quickly! And sorry about not including character © beforehand

Robyn ©Me

Dante Jones ©DJT

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Robyn yawned and sat up, looking around her room. She looked down at Sarah beside her and giggled a little to herself as she remembered the night before, then looked down to see Sarah's paw on her crotch. She picked up the paw and placed it on the bed beside Sarah and climbed out of bed. She looked around and walked out of the room and downstairs to the kitchen, seeing her dad already up and making breakfast. He smiled as he turned and saw her, going over and hugging her "Morning hon. Sleep well?" he asked cheerfully. "Yeah! It was great!" she replied with a giggle. She grinned broadly and knew that she couldn't wait to go to bed again tonight.

She waited for a little while before Sarah got up, telling her dad that they were going to grab a shower and not to come in. He gave his word that he wouldn't and left the girls to go upstairs and into the bathroom. As soon as they both got in and shut the door behind them Sarah was the first to get her pyjama pants off, so Robyn knew that she would have to be the one to do it first. She knelt down in front of Sarah and looked at the soft pink skin surrounded by white fur. She just felt like she had to touch it again, running her fingertips over the smooth skin and then between to the even softer skin between the bunny's lips.

Sarah turned on the water so her noises wouldn't be heard and stood with her legs slightly apart. Robyn took the invitation and gently poked her nose against her friend's slit, finding that it was kind of different from this angle. There was more to see from between her legs, looking up. She licked slowly over the bunny's slit and got a slight left-over taste from the night before, giggling a little herself. She put her paws on her lap and rose up a little, licking a little further backwards, trying to lick all the way from the back of her slit to the front, and getting a light giggle as her tongue went over her clit.

Sarah rose up onto her toes slowly, every now and then moaning lightly. Robyn's tongue would double-take each time and just lick over the spot that made Sarah moan until she had stopped moaning, at which point Robyn's tongue would resume its slow lapping back and forth. Sarah's whole body suddenly began to shake slightly, her body bouncing on the balls of her feet, which for a bunny is quite a lot. Her hips moved of their own accord and bounced against Robyn's nose and tongue, and the bunny let out a squeal of pleasure.

Robyn looked up at Sarah with a giggle and stood up, pulling down her own pyjama pants and helping Sarah off with her pyjama shirt. She stopped for a second and looked at Sarah's slowly developing chest, grinning and playfully poking one of her nipples, just because they were there and they were poking out of her fur. Sarah giggled and pulled off Robyn's shirt to do the same, grabbing and pinning her down, tickling over her chest and poking her nipples. Robyn squealed and giggled, squirming around. Dante came up and knocked on the door "Girls! Stop fooling around in there!" his voice was loud and commanding, not wanting them to slip and fall.

The door wasn't locked so the two shot up off the floor quickly, guessing they would have to just get into the shower, leaving Robyn without her fun. They had no idea that he knocked so hard that the door opened slightly, just a crack. The two got into the shower and grabbed the shampoo, rubbing it into their fur, until Robyn got an idea. She grabbed the bottle of the shampoo and squirted it into her paw, lathering it up and slipping her arms around Sarah's chest, rubbing the soap into her chest, playing with her nipples again. Sarah turned around and did the same back to her, soaping up Robyn's beestings.

The two began to lather each other up in the shampoo as Dante passed the door, catching sight of what was going on in the mirror. He blinked a second and stood perfectly still, out of sight of the mirror so they didn't think he was spying on them. He shook his head, making himself believe that they were only cleaning each other. He walked downstairs, rubbing between his eyes, telling himself "Bad man...I'm a bad, bad man."

The two stepped under the shower and began to explore each others bodies in a better way, both of them running their paws over the other's tail. It only took one of Robyn's paws to rub the little rabbit's cottontail, while the other paw was playfully inspecting her friend's rear, squeezing her tush playfully. It took both of Sarah's paws to run up and down the white fur of Robyn's tail, not quite so bushy now that it was wet. She did, however, take a paw off her friend's tail to repay her for before. Her paw slid down her tail, accidentally brushed over her friend's tailhole which got a jump and a rather loud squeak. Her fingers traced down and found Robyn's pussy, her middle finger slipping without warning between the young fox's lips.

Robyn was a little more under control of the noises she made now, grinning a little. She licked Sarah's cheek gently and then smiled, pressing her nose against Sarah's gently. Guessing what she wanted Sarah stuck her tongue out and pressed it against Robyn's, both of them still inexpertly licking at each others tongue however it felt good to them at the time. Sarah dipped her finger into Robyn's pussy gently, rubbing back and forth inside over just inside her pussy. The two pulled their tongues apart and kissed again, both suppressing fits of giggles at how it felt and what their parents would say if they caught them.

At that time Dante came upstairs and fighting as hard as he could not to look, but couldn't help but take a peek in the mirror, his eyes widening in shock. What he saw was his daughter passionately kissing and fondling the rear of her best friend, while Sarah was kissing her back and at the same time fingering her in the shower. He moved away from the bathroom into the shower as quickly as he could and sat on his bed. He blinked for a second and rubbed his chin, trying to think whether he should bring this up with her and bother explaining anything, when at the age of 11 if she had already hacked into her school's web-page and altered a few words so that the list of staff was made up of the teachers' nicknames rather than their proper names.

Sarah's finger was rubbing back and forth inside Robyn, who was beginning to pant and giggle breathlessly into the kiss. Sarah's finger slid out of Robyn and then back over Robyn's clit, rubbing over that for a while until Robyn almost collapsed over Sarah. The two held onto each other to keep from slipping and continued to giggle wildly. They tried washing each other's hair but it didn't go as well as with washing their bodies. So the two decided just to wash their own hair, getting out of the shower and drying themselves with the two towels waiting for them. They went downstairs and got breakfast, wondering a little where Robyn's dad was.

Later in the day, once Sarah had gone home, the two were eating dinner and Dante looked up from his meal "I...uh, was wondering if you were still ok with Uri coming over to stay"

She smiled and nodded "I don't mind...how long will he be here?"

"I'm not sure, if his grades increase I'm sure he'll stay for a while. His parents say he's a handful, but I don't think he'll be much trouble here." He paused for a second "Robyn, I'd like to talk about what you and Sarah were doing this morning."

Her fork never found its way to her mouth, it stopped in mid-air just outside her mouth before dropping onto the plate. She started whimpering a little and sniffling, not wanting him to spank her. "I'm sorry daddy! I..." was as far as she got before he asked for silence by lifting his paw. He pushed his chair out from the table and patted his knee. She whimpered quietly and walked over to him, jumping over his knee and lifting her skirt. He laughed softly and picked her up, sitting her on his lap. "I'm not angry sweetie, just a little concerned. It's normal for girls your age to start exploring, I just didn't think you would be...exploring so soon."

Her jaw almost hit the ground, a look of stupefied disbelief written across her face. "You mean I'm not going to get spanked?" she asked, hopeful.

"Not tonight. But I would like you to understand what I'm about to tell you. What you were doing was probably fun, but just bare in mind that it's not to be done everywhere. You'll get in trouble if you start doing things like that in the school showers, ok?"

"Yes dad, I understand. I think that might've just been a one-day thing though...it was fun but it's so tiring."

"I'm sure it was. Now finish your dinner."

She jumped off his lap and went back to her place, glad that he was a little more understanding than Sarah's parents and that she wouldn't go to bed with a red-raw rear.

Later that evening she sat on the computer and typed away while Dante continued to read his book. She was currently working on a project for her language class and at the same time was looking up more to do with sex, realising that she and Sarah had discovered oral all on their own without books. She got to a page on actual sex and saw a good picture for the first time, an illustration still but it was good. It discussed the different features of boy's parts that varied with species and had a few diagrams that she had to fight back giggles when she saw them. She had seen the difference between her own place and Sarah's and there wasn't really much of one, so she concluded that most girls' parts look the same. Dante occasionally looked up to make sure the sites she was on were medical or educational and not questionable.

At the same time as doing both these "research" subjects she was busy writing a program to make a virtual stickman dance. So far she had managed to get him to do a moonwalk and then do a bit of break-dancing. She saved her work and closed everything down, spinning on the swivel chair and jumping off. She went over and sat beside her dad, cuddling around his waist. He looked down at her with a grin, rubbing her ears gently. He leant down and nuzzled between her ears, murring quietly. His fingers ran through her hair slowly and then he tapped her leg with his book. "Right hon. Bedtime, upstairs"

She fell asleep before she got the chance to start playing with herself again, practically asleep from the moment her head hit the pillow. She squirmed around in her sleep, starting to breathe heavily. She was dreaming something horrible, feeling the harsh breath of her birth father over her. She had kicked all the covers off her with her trying to fight off her dream. She would occasionally lash out at something but hit nothing. She started whining and moaning, thrashing around even more. She sat up straight in the pitch black of the room, looking around and hugging her tail tightly, crying into it. She got up quick and ran through to her dad's room, still crying. He sat up and turned on his bedside lamp, looking at her face and knowing instantly that she'd had a nightmare. He pulled the bedclothes aside as an invite for her and she climbed into bed beside him. He turned off the light and put his arm around her, letting her hug him tightly.

"Ok baby, ok, come on now. It was only a dream. You're fine now." He whispered into her ear. She continued to cry, just not so much now. After a while her breathing calmed down too and she would only let out a quiet sob every few minutes. She reached up in the dark to get the feel for where her dad's head was. She put her paws on his ears and then moved them down so she could cuddle him around his neck. He responded by leaning down just enough to get his muzzle to touch hers, trying to position his muzzle at just the right spot to kiss her forehead, but she had moved her head after he felt where she was and his lips touched hers. He kissed her how it was clear she seemed to want it, but she squirmed up onto him and started to kiss him like Sarah had taught her to kiss.

He was shocked and he pulled back, turning on the bedside lamp again. He looked down at her with a slightly shocked expression. Robyn stopped when he had pulled back and suddenly started to feel herself go bright red, and it was worse when he turned on the light. She looked down and whimpered softly, she had crossed the line now. He saw how ashamed he had accidentally made her, so lifted up her muzzle and kissed her back as she had kissed him, surprising her more than anything. He sat up in bed and sat her on his lap, reaching over and tucking some of her hair back out of her eyes. "Robyn, what was that kiss for?" he asked softly, clearly not angry.

"It was..." she started "...it was because...you've been so good to me..."

"I don't need you to do anything like that to thank me...I do it because I love you."

"I love you too daddy" she sniffled "And it said in my book and on the internet...that your first time should mean something...be with someone you really care about..."

"Robyn......" he managed before she cut him off.

"Daddy...will you be my first?" she whispered.

He found himself at a junction, his heart was breaking just looking at her. She really did want this more than anything. She wasn't giving her body to him, she was giving everything to him. On the other hand he knew that if he was to do this there was no going back. He loved his little vixen more than anything, the soft sheen that her tears gave her eyes just too much to resist. He ran his paw through her hair softly, leaning close to her and giving her a gentle kiss. "Ok baby. I'll be your first." He said softly.

He picked her up and moved so the whole bed was uncovered. He laid her onto the bed and his heart melted at the sight of her lying there, seeming so small on the double bed. He reached forward and unbuttoned her pyjama shirt slowly, while Robyn sat there with a whimper of anticipation. She looked up, her breath caught in her throat and lay there as her dad got through the buttons on her shirt. She watched her dad lean forward and start kissing her chest, a sudden flush of heat reaching her cheeks. She felt him kiss across her furry, mostly flat chest and over her puffy immature nipples. She was in shock at the feeling of her dad's tongue on the tips of her nipples, feeling him kissing over her nipples, sucking lightly with each kiss.

She whimpered quietly and started to squirm around underneath him, which prompted him to move up and rub his muzzle against hers. The both of their muzzles met at the lips, Robyn kissing her dad the way she was taught by her best friend, feeling the slight roughness of his facial fur against her soft fur. She slid her tongue out and pressed it against lips gently, expecting him to do the same. He opened his mouth a little and pressed his lips against hers, sliding his tongue around hers and pulling it into his mouth. Feeling him sucking on her tongue made her moan quietly, putting her arms around his neck. He moved the pillows out from underneath her and let her fall lightly onto the bed, him crouching over her and letting his tongue trail over hers. He pulled away from her slowly, but her head came off the bed a little, clearly wanting a little more.

She knew that she might be smart, but this was all new to her. He moved his paws to the waistband of her pyjama pants and pulled them down slowly. The coyote sat up a little and took in the shape and form of his young daughter. From head to toe she was covered in white fur, her nipples a sweet, innocent pink, though slightly reddened from his sucking. He started to kiss down her tummy, making her squirm and wriggle around. She had never felt so happy except when he adopted her, she felt his soft touch move down her body and get closer to her "place".

His tongue moved out slowly and the tip ran between her lips, a pang in his chest as he tasted the nectar of his daughter's innocent pussy. He couldn't believe that he was actually doing this. Her head was rolling around as his tongue slid gently over her slit, her hips actually squirming around with each lick. His tongue moved lower still, pressing against her perfectly tight entrance, pushing the tip of his tongue into her gently, far enough in to feel her virginity. She squirmed and whined quietly, her legs wriggling around underneath him. He sat up and removed his t-shirt and boxers, her eyes moving over her dad's body. She saw the colouration of all his fur, she saw that his right nipple was pierced and most of all she saw the shape and design of his equipment. He decided to keep it simple for just now, so reached over into his bedside drawer and grabbed a bottle of lubricant. Even with this he had to let her know, so he leant down and nuzzled her till he had her attention "Listen baby, this is going to be sore to start off with, and probably for the next few days. I'll give you tomorrow and Tuesday off if it hurts too badly."

There was no kind way of putting it, she'd be sore tomorrow. She whimpered a little when she compared the size of his shaft to how big she felt that her pussy was. She lay back and let her dad get her ready, feeling him rubbing the lubricant inside her got her to squirm at how cold it was. He then watched him spread the lubricant up and down his own shaft, in both cases doing it in abundance. He leant over her and kissed her forehead "You sure you want this?" he asked for the final time. "I do, please daddy" was the reply.

He took a deep breath and put the tip of his shaft against her pussy and gently pushed it into her as gently as he could. She started whimpering loudly and grabbed hold of one of the pillows, hugging it tightly as she felt herself being stretched already. Part of her told her to accept her body's limitations and stop right there, but she ignored it and bit into the pillow. She felt like someone was splitting her in two with a red hot poker, which was almost accurate. He had barely started and already her eyes were watering. He saw how scared she was getting so changed the position to one less frightening and dominating, sitting up on his knees and holding her against his chest. He still had control, but it was less intimidating for her now.

Even with the lube it was like trying to force a brick through a donut, without the donut breaking. He took it as gently as he could for now, easing her down as slowly and as delicately as he could, at the same time pushing up into her gently. He was already out of breath and he hadn't even reached her hymen yet, so he could barely imagine how she felt. His muzzle was pressed into her hair, breathing heavily into her head. This breathing comforted the little vixen, letting her know how close this was making them. He felt the tip of his shaft push against his daughter's virginity, so he leant close to her ear and licked it softly, asking "Are you ready for this?"

"R...ready...daddy..." her breathing was coming hard and fast in little sobs already, guessing from how much it hurt already how much it would hurt before they were done.

Like pulling off a band-aid he knew it was better to do it quick than to force it through slowly. She gave one slight sniffle and he kissed her forehead gently, "Here goes then sweetheart..." and gave a short, hard thrust into her, feeling her hymen break with a slight "pop" feeling against the tip of his shaft, at that moment pulling her head against his chest. It was like the red hot poker had been jammed right inside her and was then melted, her whole body at panic stations. She screamed loudly into his chest, muffled only slightly by his fur, the scream drilling into his head and terrifying him at the thought of having seriously done some unforgivable damage to his child. She was now crying loudly, her cheeks already soaked. He rubbed the back of her head and licked over her hair, her ears and the topside of her muzzle, that apparently not soothing her much, but she did welcome it.

Dante felt the warm blood run down the sides of his shaft and shivered at the feeling. The two sat like that for about five minutes, Dante waiting for Robyn's crying to subside slightly, all the while soothing her with licks and kisses and quiet words of encouragement, never forgetting to say what was most important "I love you Robyn"

"I......love......you......too" was what she managed to get out, wanting the burning feeling to stop quickly, but she knew it wouldn't easily. Once she had calmed down a little Dante began pushing a little further into her, wanting her to get used to the size of him before he even tried to move around inside her. He lifted her head up and rubbed her cheeks with his paws, hugging her tightly. She responded by putting her arms weakly around his chest, feeling his paws go down and stroke her tail softly.

He pushed into her until he felt her limit, which was about four inches. He just happened to catch sight of the clock and saw that they had been pushing and squirming like this for half an hour since he had started again after breaking her hymen. He looked down at her with a very tired smile, while she gave him a teary smile back. He felt like he could start moving around a little, not wanting to ruin it for her by stopping because /he/ was tired. He took one paw off of her back and gently started rubbing her nipples, making the dull, pleasant tingle a little more noticeable for her. She was in pain but she was still enjoying this time together with her father.

He gently laid her back down onto the bed so she wouldn't have to over exert herself, looking down for the first time at what his daughter's pussy looked like wrapped around his malehood. Her lips were spread out far apart around him, which showed off her clit, his shaft pressed right against it. He decided not to aggravate anything painful inside her, so slid his finger down from her puffy nipples to her little clit and started rubbing there, to ensure she came from this experience. She bit her lip and whimpered quietly, the dull, stinging pain matching the warm feeling of her dad's finger on her clit and shaft inside her immature cunny. Her legs started to kick lightly, which was still very painful for her to do, but uncontrollable.

His finger began rubbing even firmer, with slow circular strokes over her clit, pulling back the little hood and rubbing underneath it with a light tickling feeling. She started to get even more agitated, squirming around underneath him and whimpering loudly. It was clear that after such a painful experience she wanted something to make her feel better. Her fingers and toes curled in anticipation, a low whine building to a squeal before she let out a loud, shaky cry of amazement, feeling herself coming. At that exact same time Dante's eyes shot open as his daughter's inner muscles, tight as they were, began squeezing his shaft even harder. He gave a quiet groan and couldn't hold it in, his shaft twitching and jerking from being caressed by his daughter's walls and filling her with what felt to both of them like litres of his cum. The two sat in that position with only the sound of their breathing for company.

Dante pulled her up, the bedsheets underneath where she had been lying stained with a number of different fluids, and moved to a dry spot on the bed. She was already asleep by the time he laid down on the bed, his shaft still inside her. He lay down on his back, letting her lie on his chest and press her ear close to his chest and listen to his heart. He was in a little shock concerning what he had just done, but didn't care too much anymore. She had clearly loved doing it, and he had loved seeing her so happy. He had also enjoyed it immensely himself, not caring whether that made him a pervert or not. He loved his little daughter more than anything and she loved him and that was all that mattered.