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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 my home computer. I climbed the
stairs and was walking past my oldest daughter's bedroom 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 practically naked, 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 daughter's 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 cilt. He began to pump in and out as they held each other
close, flattening 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had been replaced by boredom.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 young 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 and came. 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, my own prick hard
in
the confines of my pants, confused, but VERY horny.
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 with soft blue eyes. 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 have sex. 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", but instead she said softly that
her nipples were tingling from the attention that I was giving her. She was
really
surprised that just stroking her hair was affecting her so. To prove it she
pulled
the robe open on one side to show me her nippled 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 until 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 so that the robe fell off of her shoulders. I now had access
to her
whole upper body.
I continued to trace ever smaller circles around each breast until I
would
touch just 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 tease the other one. Cathy was now lying back on her
bed, her head back and her eyes closed. Her lips were slightly parted and I
could
hear her softly 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
the zipper of my pants 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 little 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 band at the top of 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 than 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 moist 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, and they 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 perky 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 wailed and raised her pelvis hard
against
my hand. Then she started moving her little bottom so that my finger was
forced in and out of her at an ever increasing pace. I lowered my mouth to
her young sweet 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 rigid. 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
the contractions of her pussy were 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 and erotic that I had almost cum in my pants myself. 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!

Chapter 2

When I got to my bedroom, I closed the door and removed my clothes.
Didn't want to get cum stains on them and I knew that this one was going to
be a gusher to rival Old Faithful. Setting the towel next to me I caressed
my own cock and balls. My balls ached slightly with the load of seed in
them. I hoped that when I came, I could keep from hollering my fool head
off.
Then I started to jerk my cock, pulling the skin up and down the hard
muscle,
thrilling with the sensation of being touched even if it was by my own hand.

The head of my cock tingled and the shaft was harder then I ever remembered
it could get. I was masturbating thinking about how Cathy looked when she
came.
Just then the door opened and Cathy stepped into the room.
She was still wearing the robe but it was open, framing all her feminine
charms. As she stood there I noticed that her breasts were larger then I
had
thought. Her lovely hourglass figure was accented by those lovely breasts
and the light blonde pubic hair that framed her love channel.
As she walked toward me the gentle sway of her hips was like soft music
in motion.
"Poor daddy" she said, her eyes locked on my erection.
"I was so busy enjoying my first climax that I didn't even think about what
all that must be doing to you". As she sat down on the bed next to me, her
small hand reached out, her fingers encircling and beginning to stroke my
ridged
cock.
"If you'll let me, I think that I can give you a little help with this
hard problem that you have", she giggled. She looked up at me with her soft
eyes as she masturbated me, and I almost came in her hand. Then, still
holding
my cock, she rolled over on top of me, trapping my cock between us. With
my cock trapped between our bodies like that, she started to wiggle around,
her warm tummy rolling my cock against my pelvis.
The feeling was exquisite, but our skin was too dry and it started to
get
uncomfortable after a few seconds.
Then I noticed that while she had been wiggling she had been moving up
so that the bottom of the shaft of my cock was resting in the hollow of her
slippery pussy lips. Because of the angle, there was no danger of
penetrating
her, but my cock was right at the entrance of my daughters pussy. Her slit
was dripping juice and it was coating my cock from the head to the balls.
Each time she wiggled back, the head of my cock would rub over her clit.
Her eyes had glassed over and it was plain that I wasn't the only one
enjoying our forbidden play.
I lifted my head so I could look straight at her clit as it rode up and
down the length of my cock. Then taking my fingers I reached down and
started to massage the little hood it peeking out of. Cathy started to go
crazy again. Moaning and tossing her head around. I knew that if I kept
it up, she would cum again, and soon. The only trouble was that I was
going to cum also, and with the eye of my cock pointed straight at my face,
I was going to get a cum facial from my own cock. Still, that was better
then
getting my little girl pregnant, and what she was doing sure felt great.
Cathy moaned "...I need to cum again" and with that she laid her chest
against mine, pushing her firm breasts into my chest. Our lips met, and we
were no longer father and daughter, but two lovers driving each other to a
wild
sexual climax. She lifted her bottom ever so slightly and my cock sprang up
and found the entrance to her hot young body. Sliding back down, she
started
to take my cock. Even though her pussy was literally gushing juice, she was
so tight that all that entered her was just the glans of my dick.
"Cathy" I cried, "we can't do this. If I cum inside, you will get
pregnant for
sure"! I tried to push her back and pull out of her, but she held me tight.
"I'm going to climax" she moaned, "and when I do, I want you all the way
inside me". Her sweet mouth covered mine, her tongue pressing through my
lips, her even white teeth nipping at me. Then she sat up to use her weight
to
force my throbbing penis into the tightness of her body. Each time she
pressed
down, another half inch would slide into the tightness of her vagina. Now,
not
only her own lubrication was helping me push into her, but I had started to
shoot
little spurts of pre-cum. I could feel the minor contractions in my own
body
forcing it into her. Finally her pussy lips rested at the base of my
throbbing pole.
Grinning with the pleasure of feeling my cock expand and contract inside
her,
she bent forward to brush her little hard nipples against my chest. I could
smell
the scent of her long blond hair surrounding me like a halo. Our eyes met
and
she stared at me as she began to slowly thrust her hips on me, her body
milking
me, and she bent further to give me another kiss. With her open mouth
locked
on mine like that, she moaned and her orgasm hit her.
Cathy again went totally ridged in my arms, her pussy tightening around
my cock as if she were going to pinch it off. I could feel the little waves
of her
spasms bringing me to my climax. She buried her face in my neck stifling
her
wail of joy.
I knew it was wrong, knew the danger, but her pussy was milking at my
cock just as it had my finger only 15 minutes ago. It was milking me for my
thick cream, the cream that could possibly plant a baby in my own daughters
body. And I gave it.
With a bellow, I delivered to my daughters body the seed that it so
desperately needed. The first contraction seemed to start in the middle
of my back and push through my whole body before driving a steady
stream of cum into the hotness of her body. The cum actually burned
as it made its way up the little tube inside my cock to blast deep into her.
The throbs of pleasure seemed to get more intense as I continued to
shoot
off into her. With each throb I knew that I was flooding her body with my
seed.
Finally it was over. Cum was oozing from where we were connected. I
had filled her so full of cum that her clenching vagina was actually pushed
out from the cum that was still inside of her. As Cathy lifted herself off
of me, what seemed like a pint of thick white cream ran out of her pussy.
"I think we blew it" I said, looking at the cum soaked sheets and
blankets.
Cathy just laid down next to me, curling up, the satisfaction showing
on her pretty face, and whispered into my ear.
"If I die tomorrow, she said, I will be happy for today".