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Subject: {ASSM} STORY: Esther (M/f, Father/Daughter, Cons, Incest)
Date: Mon, 12 Nov 2001 02:10:05 -0500
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Esther

by

Radaghan
(M/F consensual incestuous sex)

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Dearheart,

My father was the kindest, most gentle lover a woman could ask for despite
what my mother - my ex-mother - would have you believe. Oh, don't get me
wrong, he could be an animal when I wanted him to be..

I guess you could say it all started when I was a little girl at five years
of age. That's when I realized that I wanted to marry my father. Oh, I know
what you're thinking. I had the feelings every little girl at that age has
for her father - feelings of tenderness, love, security and I suppose you're
right but as I grew older my feelings for my father only grew stronger.

By the time I was sixteen I knew that I wanted him to be my first - my
only - lover. While the other girls were giggling into the palms of their
hands to each other about what this boy's or that boy's little speck of a
cock felt like throbbing hot and hard at their touch, I was fantasizing
about my father's cock - a man's cock. Of course, he never had a clue..

Mom and dad divorced when I was twelve. My mother was a real slut. she'd
fuck anyone and anything except dad. She kept saying, "he's not sensitive
enough for my needs." Personally, I think he was too much for her. She
couldn't handle his tenderness, his caring nature, or his love. Anyway, dad
came home from work early one day and found mom, the neighbor's wife and
their dog having a wild time of it in the attic. You should have seen it -
mom flat on her back, dildo strapped on. Jenny - the neighbor's whore wife -
on her knees and the German Shepherd up to his balls in her ass and humping
like crazy.

Well, dad was crazy with jealousy and disbelief. He snatched that dog off
the neighbor's slut and threw it - one handed mind you - through the fucking
window! That damn mutt did a triple somersault before landing with a thud
and a yelp in Fred's - the neighbor - prized rose bushes. Minus his
testicles, that is. Seems the dog hit the fence and ripped them off before
coming to a painful halt in the roses.
Fred heard the commotion and came running out to see what happened, took one
look at his dog lying in his roses bleeding profusely, then looked up at the
window just in time to see his wife and my mother following the dog to the
ground.

All he could do was hang his head and mutter, "Oh no, not again!"
The dog pulled through - barely. Whenever dad was around that stupid mutt
would cower in the corner and lick where his balls used to be. All the while
watching dad's every move.

Anyway, dad spent the night in jail over that and while he was incarcerated
mom packed her things and moved out. Thank God Judge Reiner had been through
a similar experience or dad would've gotten more than just 200 hours of
community service. When the judge dismissed the charges my ex-mother brought
against dad he asked him point blank if he intended to get a divorce. When
dad said "yes" the judge banged his gavel and said "granted! And you keep
custody of your daughter, the house, and all marital assets!" Then the judge
looked at my mother, pointed his finger at her and kicked her out of
town!Oh, you should have seen the look on her face, let me tell you! She
tried to contest everything of course, but the small town we lived in had
only the one judge so pretty much whatever he said was law. That was the
last I ever saw of the cunt licking slut.

Dad and the judge became friends after that. They'd play golf every Saturday
and take me out for lunch after they finished. The judge was pretty nice and
he had a daughter just a little older than I. Her name was Brittany and she
had the prettiest green eyes I had ever seen!

Well, dad and 'hiz honor', which we affectionately began to call the judge,
remained friends for years up 'till 'hiz honor's' death. Brittany became
like a sister to me and 'hiz honor' was like the grandfather I never had.
Brittany took me and dad under her wing so to speak and looked out after us
during the months after mom's exile. She made sure I learned how to cook and
clean house so dad would be proud of me. After I turned fifteen, she began
alluding to the "special" relationship she had with 'hiz honor'. That's when
I realized my dreams could come true. I just had to prepare my dad for the
inevitable.

Well, in the few years after the divorce dad never really dated anyone. He
just went to work - did I mention he was the town's only doctor? - and came
home. He had no real social life to speak of. Oh, he'd take me out shopping
and stuff. And we'd play together, go to the movies together, stuff like
that but it wasn't the same. As I grew older and 'discovered' boys, I began
wondering about dad and how he was "taking care of business." I mean, I
never saw him with a woman. I began thinking perhaps my dad was secretly gay
but that turned out to be just a whimsy. One day, quite accidentally, I
discovered dad was definitely a woman lover all right!

I had just turned sixteen and returned from a school dance when I noticed
dad's light was the only light on in the house. Normally, the living room,
dining room and den are lit like beacons but this night only dad's light was
on. I shrugged it off thinking nothing of it and went into the house.

The dance was fun, I guess. There was this cute boy named Tommy I liked and
we 'managed' to get a lot of dances together. That's how I experienced my
first time at being 'felt up.' Tommy would slow dance with me when the
lights were low and casually run his hand over one of my small but budding
breasts as he was putting his hand behind my back. He acted as if each time
was an accident but after the third time a girl catches on, you know?

Anyway, after the third time, I reached out and "accidentally" brushed
Tommy's cock while taking his hand in mine. You should have seen the look on
his face! He just stammered and his eyes got wide. I just coyly moved my
body into his and said, "You shouldn't tease if you're too chicken to
please." Well, this got the reaction I was hoping for, let me tell you!
Tommy's little boy cock stood up straight and hard almost busting through
his jeans! I giggled as he frantically tried to tongue kiss me. The poor guy
was so horny he couldn't kiss straight. He came three times during that
dance - but that's another story.

Anyway, I guess dad hadn't heard me come in 'cause when I got upstairs I
noticed his door was ajar. He must've figured I'd be gone a while longer
'cause he was laying on his bed naked, one hand stroking his cock - my God,
was it big! - and the other, holding a fuck mag. I stood there transfixed.
Dad stroked himself with long, slow strokes at first, running his finger
over the tip of his prick before starting another downward stroke.

Then he got faster and faster all the while staring at this magazine. I
began to notice a tingling sensation in my pubic area, my nipples hardened
to fine little points, and my vagina began feeling warm and moist. At the
time I had no idea what was happening to me. I only knew it felt good and
felt better when I put my hand on my crotch and began to scratch my itch.
Never before had I felt anything this wonderful! Oh, the sensations of
delight that were pouring through my lithe body! Unhhh! I'm cumming now just
thinking of it.

In a matter of moments I experienced my first sight of a man cumming. Dad
suddenly tensed up, his cock spasmed like crazy and then spurted his white
creamy cum all over his chest, his stomach, his belly. Wave after wave of
intense orgasm hit him while cum continued to splatter all over him. To this
day, I've never seen that much cum coming from one man's penis. It was
amazing!

I watched him as his climax faded and then realized there was a sticky, warm
liquid running down my leg. I hurried to my room and changed into my night
clothes stopping only to admire myself in the mirror and "scratch my itch"
some more. I fondled my breasts, caressed my flat, young belly and admired
the dark patch of peach fuzz that had begun spreading between my legs. My
fingers explored my tight, young body sending new sensations coursing
through my central nervous system. My God, what a feeling!

Thoughts of my father's stiff, hot man-rod flashed through my mind as I
continued to feel myself up. I swayed in front of my mirror, eyes closed,
fantasizing that dad was holding me, caressing me, kissing me. I opened my
eyes when I heard the soft 'click' of my bedroom door. "Oh, no!" I thought
in horror. "Dad's seen me feeling myself up!" I panicked for a few minutes
until it dawned on me that dad hadn't stopped me. How long he had been
standing there I don't know but that's when I began formulating my plans to
seduce my father. If Brittany could have 'hiz honor' then I could have my
dad too!

I began dressing more provocatively around my dad. I would wear the shortest
shorts I could find. I'd go bra-less around the house and wear midriffs and
cutoff T-shirts which would give just the briefest glimpse of my blossoming
young breasts whenever I moved just right. I also continued sitting in his
lap whenever I could - a tradition started innocently enough when I was
barely four years old but which I now used to my advantage.

Dad was a sucker for his "little girl". Now, I'd "innocently" straddle his
lap one leg on each side of him and hug him tight all the while grinding my
hot little cunt into his groin. Of course, I acted like I didn't realize
what I was doing but I knew the effect I was having on him all right, let me
tell you!

At 5'4" with hazel eyes and light brown hair I was turning into quite the
little lady. By the time I was thirteen I was a B cup and my measurements
were 36 - 22 - 30. I had such a slim, trim figure no guy was safe around me.
and I liked it like that.
By the time I was eighteen dad was primed for the big event. And, believe it
or not, it happened quite by accident..

One Saturday summer afternoon, daddy decided to go to the library to do some
research on a project he was working on at the hospital. Normally, he's gone
until closing when he visits the library so I figured I'd catch some time
shopping at the mall with Brittany who was home from college, take a swim,
eat and watch a video - the normal kind, I'm not into those porno thingies
you guys like to watch. Anyway, he threw on his cotton sweat pants, a
sleeveless T-shirt, his deck shoes, combed his hair and was out the door in
less than ten minutes after deciding to go to the library.
It turned out Brittany was tied up - literally I later found out - so I
decided to skip the mall and lay out in the sun. Since we have a privacy
fence and dad was going to be away, sunbathing nude was a realistic option.

I stripped down to my birthday suit and dived into the water, swam a lap and
then climbed out to lay on one of the lounge chairs. I must've dozed off for
a while because the next thing I knew dad was standing next to me mouth
agape. God, he looked good standing there, boner tenting his sweats!

I pretended to still be asleep, hiding behind the dark sunglasses I had on.
Very slowly I pretended to stretch giving daddy a look at my newly trimmed
snatch and fully developed breasts before rolling over onto my side. If it
was possible his dick stood out straighter and harder than I'd ever
imagined. After standing next to me for a few seconds trembling, I heard
daddy turn and leave. I waited for about ten minutes before putting my plan
into action.

Pretending I didn't know dad was home, I picked up the towel and began
drying my hair as I entered the house through the patio doors. Sure enough,
there was daddy sitting on the couch drinking a beer, watching t.v. and
trying to pretend not to notice me. I figured, "What the hell, it's now or
never!" So, continuing the pretense, I called out, "Oh, hi daddy! I didn't
hear you come home." Then dropping the towel I headed straight to his lap
where I plopped facing him one leg on each side of his hips.

Without giving him a chance to recover from the surprise of his "little
girl" spread before him like a delicacy, I leaned into him, my cunt wrapping
his dick through his sweats and kissed him tenderly on his lips. God! It was
great! I could feel him trembling beneath me. His dick was so hard I could
feel the heat through his sweats. It coursed through my pussy lips sending
rivers of pleasure to my brain.

"Kitten, no!" dad tried to say but I could tell it was too late. His lust
had taken over. It had been too long since he'd had a tight, warm pussy
wrapped him. His animal instincts kicked in and before I knew what was
happening, he was all over me.

His lips found the tender mound of my breasts and began licking and sucking
like no boy had ever done before. I was ecstatic! The sensations of his
tongue flitting across my nipples only drove me to new heights of pleasure.
His hands, expertly trained at touching, caressed me feverishly driving me
closer to orgasm. I was beside myself with pleasure!

We kissed for what had to be ten minutes groping each other like teenaged
lovers. His fingers found my secret love-button and began pounding into my
body like jack-hammers. Or should I say, jack-off hammers? I only know it
was difficult controlling my body enough to take hold of his now turgid
manhood and stroke it to perfection.
I finally got him out of those bothersome sweat pants and maneuvered myself
into position. Before daddy knew what hit him, I gazed lovingly into his
eyes, grasped his huge cock with my hands and placed it in to my mouth.

Oh the ecstasy! The delight at finally having my dad's man-cock inside of my
mouth! Gingerly, because I didn't want to hurt him, I began sucking on his
Dick I moved my tongue forcefully over the bottom side of his shaft sending
waves of pleasure through his body. I felt his legs give out as he collapsed
under the pleasure I was giving him and fell to the couch.

As my tongue reached the tip of his cock, I flicked it several times driving
daddy deeper into frenzy. It was amazing feeling my father's prick pulsate
with need inside my mouth. I decided to try a technique I'd read about in
Cosmo or one of those magazines girls read and began stroking his balls with
my fingernails while sucking his cock deep into the back of my throat. This
proved too much for him because he let out a guttural moan, pulled out of my
mouth, pushed me back onto the floor and took me right there!
Oh God! Did it feel good! Finally, after all of these years I had a Dick
inside me. And not just any Dick, but my father's Dick! I had finally lost
my virginity and to the man I loved beyond all others - my daddy.

He drove that man-shaft deep into my womb and began thrusting with an
intensity I never imagined. In/out, in/out, in. He held his prick deep
inside me and began rotating his hips while his pelvic bone rubbed against
my clit. I can't tell you what that did for me! I never thought I could
reach the heights of orgasm I achieved that evening. Only daddy has ever
been able to take me there since.

Faster and faster his hips rotated meeting my pelvic thrusts at each turn.
Daddy had me beyond the point of self-control. I felt like I was going to
pee - I clenched to keep from losing my bladder only to hear daddy say, "Let
it go, little girl. It's o.k." Obediently, I relaxed and was met with wave
after wave of orgasmic pleasure.

And then suddenly, daddy kissed me deeply, thrust his tongue into my mouth
and with one final thrust deep into my sopping cunt, he too lost control.
Wave after wave of cum spurted deep into my womanhood as his body spasmed
once, twice, again, and yet again. His climax lasted a good quarter-hour
before he collapsed upon me spent.
As the sensations faded, I heard my father do something I hadn't heard since
childhood. I heard him cry and felt his body tremble atop me. "Oh, God!
Baby, I've needed that for such a long, long time. Thank you! Thank you!
Thank you!" was all he said for the next hour.

I kissed my father then with the knowledge that my dreams had been
fulfilled. I had made him happy and become his lover, too. Within minutes
daddy's Dick came alive and again filled my waiting love hole. We fucked
like young lovers who hadn't seen each other in months. Suffice it to say,
daddy caught up on all those fuck-less years he suffered. Momma never knew
what she missed!

Daddy's gone now. He passed just after I finished college and got my MD. To
say I miss him would be an understatement. To say I've never had another
lover like him would be true. Maybe one day, perhaps. But for now, I'll
treasure our children and think of the many wonderful years we had together.

Esther
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