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Subject: Incest story: "First Cum" ch.1
Date: Fri, 24 Jun 2005 06:45:36 -0700
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First Cum
CHAPTER 1
My afternoon client had called to let me know that he was sick
and would not be able to make our meeting. Disappointed, I went
home early to catch up on a little paper work on the old home
computer. I climbed the stairs and was walking past my oldest
daughters room when a soft noise caught my interest. The door
was slightly ajar so I peeked in.
There on her bed were my daughter and her boyfriend Steve.
They were both nude, and she was on her back with her knees
spread wide to allow him to kneel between them. He was rolling a
condom onto his very stiff cock. The head of which was pointed
straight at the waiting opening to my daughters love channel. I
knew I should yell or something but all I could do was watch in
amazement as he slid his long love wand into her waiting pussy.
Her window was open and the sun lighted the spot where he
entered her, giving me an excellent view. As his cock slid deeper
and deeper I realized that this was not the first time they had done
this. There was no blood, or evidence of pain, only a look of deep
pleasure in Cathy's eyes as he slid into her to the hilt. He began to
pump in and out as they held each other close, flatting her
budding breasts against his chest. Their mouths were locked
together in a deep kiss, as his movements got faster and faster.
But something was wrong. The initial look of pleasure in
Cathy's eyes had been replaced by boredom. He was driving in
and out so fast and hard that sometimes he almost pulled out
completely. Then Cathy started to show some interest, her hips
moving up and down to help him drive deeper into her lovely
body. Just as she started to respond to him, Steve gave out a
growl and held her very tight, his cock buried to the hilt. Just
small strokes deep in her pussy as he growled and groaned. Then
he stopped moving. I knew that he had filled his rubber with his
seed. Thankful that the thin barrier of latex had been there to
keep Cathy from getting pregnant, I continued to walk to my
office in the back of the house.
Steve definitely needed some help with his technique, but as
Cathy's father I should have been chasing him out of the house
with a shotgun, not giving him advice as to how to get my
daughter off. I decided not to do anything about what I had just
seen. I would not acknowledge that I now knew Cathy was
sexually active.
Several days later on the weekend, I was walking past Cathy's
room again when she asked through the door if I had a minute to
talk. I said sure and pushed the door open to step through. Cathy
was sitting on the bed dressed in her robe tied tight at the waist.
She is a very pretty girl, and I'm not just saying so because I'm her
father. She has long flowing blonde hair and a cute clear face.
Her breasts are small but right for her slim frame. Her waist is so
small that I could probably put my hands around it. She has
flared hips to an ample behind. Something of an exaggerated
hourglass figure.
"I have a personal problem she stated flatly. I can't go to mom
since she is such a prude, so I thought that I would take a chance
with you. You won't like what I am about to tell you, but don't
forget that I am becoming a young woman". Ok, I said, what is
your problem. I promise not to get mad if you promise not to get
mad at the advice I will give you". We both agreed, and she
began her story.
She explained that she and Steve had been active sexually for
almost a year now. During that whole time she had never had an
orgasm. In fact she had never had one in her life. Even when she
masturbated herself, she would get close but never cross that line
that others talked of with such joy. She was concerned that
something was wrong with her and wondered if maybe I could
make her a doctors appointment.
I agreed that I was not to happy to hear that she was sexually
active, but would be more then willing to make the doctors
appointment for her. Then I asked her what she and Steve knew
about foreplay. Did they kiss and caress each other before they
jumped in and did it? Of course I knew that they did not, but
didn't want to give my peeping away.
She said that they kissed some but that was about it. She
wondered what it was that they should be doing. I explained that
as her father I couldn't really tell her much, but would be willing
to try to help guide her in the right direction. With that I sat
down next to her and slowly stroked her long hair. As I stroked
her hair I told her that there was no rule that two people had to
just jump right in and fuck. That maybe they might not have sex
at all, but just touch each other with love. Just like now, how did
it feel to have me stroking her hair. How did it affect the rest of
her body.
Cathy looked at me really strangely. I thought that she was
going to scream "WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING".
Instead she said softly that her nipples were tingling from the
attention that I was giving her hair. She was really surprised that
just stroking her hair was affecting her so. To prove it she moved
back the robe on one side to show me her nipple standing at
attention. That was the point at which I probably stepped over the
line. Without touching her nipple, I gently caressed her breast.
Just rubbing little circles around the nipple, slowly widening the
circle till I was crossing her chest to the other breast which was
still hidden by the robe. As my finger tips slowly circled their
way toward the nipple of her other breast, she shrugged her
shoulders such that the robe fell off that breast also. I now had
access to her whole upper body.
I continued to trace ever smaller circles around each breast till
I would just touch the nipple. Then I would apply pressure to the
whole breast with the flat of my hand before tracing widening
circles to the base of her breast and then crossing her chest to the
other one. Cathy was now laying on the bed, her head back and
her eyes closed. Her lips were slightly parted and I could hear her
just barely moaning.
Like I said, Cathy is a very pretty girl. Looking at her lovely
body responding to my touch, was having an effect on my body.
My cock was pushing against my pant zipper so hard that it hurt.
Still I didn't want to ruin the moment by adjusting it. From her
breasts I moved upward to her shoulders and down her arms as far
as the robe would let me go. Then back up to her shoulders and
down her sides to her tummy where the robe was tied. Pulling on
the robe belt, I untied it. Cathy didn't move to help me or stop
me. Her hips started to move gently up and down, responding to
my touch. My fingers traced small circles to ruffle the scant pubic
hair peeking out the top of her bikini underpants.
The movements of Cathy's hips was no longer so gentle, and
her moans were getting louder. I was sure glad that the rest of the
family had gone to visit my wife's father. If anyone had been in
the house they would have discovered us by now for sure. I had
already gone way further then I had ever intended. I was sure that
what I was doing was illegal, but I simply could not stop.
My fingers slipped under the elastic of her panties and moved
down between her legs. I could feel the little bump that is the
beginning of her clit's hood. Her pubic hair was sparse and very
soft. As I pushed my hand further down, her panties went with it
and soon her pussy was uncovered for my eyes to feast on. I
slipped her panties down her thighs and off. She never stopped
wiggling her bottom or moaning. Rather then trying to stop me,
she lifted herself up a little so I could slip them off.
Without the thick thatch of hair that many older women have,
I could see her pussy plainly. The hood of her clit, and her clit's
little head peeking out from under it. The outer lips of her pussy
all swollen with blood, and the inner lips open like petals of a
flower. I let my fingers roam around the soft inner lips. Her
lubrication was gushing out from between them and my fingers
slipped along their path easily. With each trip around her entrance
to heaven, I would bump the hood of her clit, never actually
touching the little head which was begging for attention.
Cathy was gasping now, a steady stream of moans and cries
coming from her mouth. I let my middle finger dip into her love
channel and pushed it as far as it would go. Cathy literally
screamed and smashed her pelvis hard against my hand. Then
she started moving her bottom such that my finger was forced in
and out of her at an ever increasing pace. I lowered my mouth to
her pussy and just touched her clit with the tip of my tongue, her
rapid motion moving my tongue back and forth on the sensitive
organ.
That was all it took. Cathy's body went stone ridged. For
several seconds she did not move or make a single sound. Then
she wailed like I had just pushed a knife into her. I could feel
strong contractions squeezing at my finger like her pussy was
trying to milk something from it. Her orgasm went on for what
seemed like forever. Her pussy milking at my finger as her body
started to shake. Then it was over. Her pussy eased its vice like
grip on my finger, and her body started to relax. Her arms around
me, she held me close and started to quietly cry.
Nether one of us said anything. I lowered my lips to hers and
we shared a long deep kiss. Then I left her there in her room.
Her cum had been so violent that I had almost cum myself in my
pants. Almost, but not quite, I had a really hard problem, and that
problem was trying to push through my pants. My balls were
aching like they used to after dates when I was a teenager. I
headed to my bedroom to relieve the pressure. On the way I
Grabbed a bath towel from the clothes hamper, this load was
going to be gallons
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