Title:  Me and Deirdre

Author: The Purvv as Modifier

Email: purvv@124.com

Story Codes: Father-Daughter(15) Incest

 

 

Note from The Purvv:  This story was extracted from a story by Day Dreamer, entitled ‘Teaching Little Sister’, which, although I modified and edited it, should still be considered the property of the original author. That story, and many other goodies by that author, can be found in its entirety at www.storiesonline.net , a site that all serious readers of erotica should visit.

 

 

I t has been three years since my wife passed on, leaving me alone to take care of my then 12 year old daughter. During that first year Deirdre and I were almost becoming fully acquainted as I had to totally adjust to this new situation.

Even in that first year, I must admit, my attraction for the youngster began to blossom; I guess that my feelings were stirred from my loneliness. Not only did I find myself studying her innocent beauty, but a few incidents heightened my awareness.

Before my wife Cindy’s death, I had never paid any mind when I happened to see my daughter naked, in some form or other, but once we were living alone it wasn’t the same for me on the few times I encountered her somewhat or totally in the raw. On those times I found that I not only couldn’t keep my eyes off her, but actually tried to see as much as I could, without being obvious. However Deirdre may have been young, but she could sense, if not see, that I was looking at her. After all, when Cindy found out that she was dying, she made it a point to make our daughter aware of womanhood, sex, and such.

During that first year Deirdre and I probably became as close as any father and daughter could be. However, it somehow became more than that. A physical attraction began to take place for both of us. Deirdre would regularly sit on my lap, snuggle up against me on the couch, and hug me and press against me, while I would hug her to me, which led to my pulling her into me, or my pushing myself into her.

For at least the last two years, I think we both knew that what was now happening, would eventually happen. After that first year, I started to become hard and aroused with most of our actions with each other. At first she was definitely nervous, but soon my daughter was as free with our closeness as I was. Then I started to kiss her neck, or sneak feels of her young healthy body, all with the intent of arousing her; and I succeeded!

By the time Deirdre was 14 she was dating with my blessings. Indeed, I encouraged her to be open with me about what she would do with her ‘boyfriends’, and she obliged, often enough and honest enough to get me horny. Most times she would tell me these things after she came home from ‘a date’, but occasionally it would be in my bed or hers when she’d tell me about her date.

Looking back I know that we were both going through this because I wanted her and she wanted to give herself to me.

This night was the culmination of these three years since my wife passed on. Deirdre had come in at 10 PM and told me of her making out with her boyfriend Danny in his car. Her talk became so exciting that I was extremely hard. So much so that I actually twitched in my pants, and she saw it; her eyes flashed from my crotch to my eyes over and over again. That Danny had left her hot after touching her all over and French-kissing her, and now she was seeing me with a hard-on that was jumping in my pants, seemed to have her in a strange state. I could actually see heat and curiosity and want on my 15-year-old daughter’s face.

She said goodnight (Did I hear a plea in her voice?) and headed to her room.

As soon as she was gone I rushed to get myself a drink. Obviously a bad move, because sober, I could control my urges; the alcohol swiftly weakened me. I was trying to shake the arousal that Deirdre had caused in me, but the alcohol was causing just the opposite affect. I just knew that my daughter wanted me. I was sure that she was of the same frame of mind as me. Both of us knew how wrong it would be, but deep down we wanted each other, I told myself.

By the middle of the second Jack Daniels I had slipped my hand into the bottom of my pajamas, rubbing and stroking my hardness, my arousal becoming more intense as I recalled my daughter’s words of her excitement and frustration, and that strange look on her face. I was intending to masturbate with her vision in my head but the alcohol had just about killed all of my inhibitions.

Finally I got up the courage to see if my little girl did indeed want to experiment with me as I had suspected for these many months. I swallowed the rest of the drink and rose up. Taking a deep breath, I thought out what I wanted to do, one last time. I finally made my decision and headed up to her room.

I knocked on the door and opened it up. Stepping inside, I closed it behind me. Deirdre was sitting up in bed, the blanket covering her lower body. As I approached her bed she didn’t say a word. I saw her eyes moving down to my crotch and then back to my face as I slowly approached her. When looking into her face I could tell that she knew and accepted what was going to be.

Reaching the side of the bed I looked deep into her eyes. There was a lust in her face, which was flushed. Her PJ top was sheer and I could make out her breast. I was as horny as I’d ever been, yet was afraid to make this move. To my relief my daughter sensed that I was having a difficult time making this final move and she put out her hand and tapped the bed, inviting me to sit.

Within ten seconds from the moment that I sat and faced her, I was moving into her eagerness, and as if we had been lovers all of our life, our mouths were hungrily working upon each other. Indeed, there was no reluctance on her part when my hands eagerly moved beneath the blanket, and immediately eased within her panties.

When I moved a finger onto her clitoris, she gasped into my mouth. I think by then we both knew this was going all the way.

Keeping one finger busy on the youngster’s love nubbin, I moved two other fingers lower, spreading her lips apart. My daughter was soaking wet and the crotch of her pajamas was now almost dripping from the aroused flow of her love juices. My finger at last found what it had been seeking: the opening of her tunnel; the tunnel into the innermost parts of Deirdre’s woman sex.

I moved one finger into the opening and probed. Her hole was tight, yet slippery enough so that my finger was able to slip into the cavity without difficulty.

Down to the first knuckle, which made her catch her breath, and then down one more, which made her moan.

Finally, my whole finger was immersed in my daughter’s cave of pleasure. I wanted to move it in and out, imitative of the action my throbbing cock longed to be taking, but her pajamas restricted my movement. It was time to rid her that impediment. It was time, too, for me to reveal her little virgin pussy to my sight, to see first-hand what I had seen to now only in my fantasies.

Reluctantly, I moved my hand out of my little girl’s pajamas and then took hold of the sheet that covered her. Slowly I pulled the sheet down. My breath was coming faster now, and my heart thumped in anticipation of the sight I knew would soon be revealed. The sheet came slowly down, and the top of her pajama bottoms were revealed. Then all of her bottoms, and finally the sheet went to the floor and my daughter’s whole body was fully shown in all its magnificence. Her beautifully formed legs were still splayed apart and her pajama bottoms were askew from my explorations. A big splotch of dampness covered the crotch area and the wide swatch of her abundant pubic down showed clearly through the wet, transparent fabric.

With just the lightest of strokes I ran my hands up her legs, stroking her feet, then her calves, and then up to the white, full thighs. I caressed the sensitive insides of her thighs, making little circles in the wide part just under her crotch. She moaned and moved her hips in little circles, urging my hands to go further, to go the very center of her pleasure pit. Instead, I moved my hands to the top of her brief baby-doll pajama bottoms and started to draw them down, slowly, inch by inch. Her little belly mound was revealed, just a slight bulge of baby fat still apparent. Then the dark, auburn bush came into view. Lower still, the full glory of my daughter’s whole vulva was revealed. My hungry eyes probed my 15-year-old’s soaking, creamy vagina. The musky odor of her arousal wafted up to my nose and my arousal was increased even more. The whole area of Deirdre’s sex mound was awash with her juices and invited loving attention. My cock throbbed and indicated that it was ready to provide such ministrations.

In one swift motion I drew the pajamas down over Deirdre’s feet and then to the floor. She was fully nude now, and I was in awe of just how beautiful she was.

“Deirdre,” I whispered softly, “you are the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.”

“Thank you for such a sweet compliment,” Deirdre replied, “but daddy, this is, er you know... completely one-sided. I don’t have any clothes, and you have all of yours. You’re seeing all of me, but I can’t see any of you. It’s time for you to get rid of your clothes, too, don’t you think?”

Even though I was the grown-up here, I suddenly felt as if I was the child. For the longest time, our eyes held on one another. I felt unable to move. The thought of stripping naked for my own daughter had me in a state of hesitation.

Finally, when I hadn’t been able to move, she whispered, “...Please Daddy?”

With that, I stood up and took off all my clothes. I stood there in front of my own daughter, fully nude, my cock standing straight out, stiff and throbbing, its head glistening, covered with the pre-cum that my arousal had produced. Shyly, she reached out her hand and ran her fingers along my cock and then wrapped her hand around it.

“God, Daddy, you’re beautiful, too. So hard, and so big. Will it be possible for that to go inside me?”

“Girl’s stretch to be able to take it all in. After all, babies come from the same place as this goes in, and babies are a whole lot larger than my cock.”

“I guess so,” the youngster replied, still sounding doubtful.

I sat back down on the bed next to her, drinking her naked beauty in with my eyes. I put my hand out and stroked her breasts, then lightly ran my hand down over her rib cage, her little belly mound, and then to her Venus mound. She lifted her knees and spread her legs apart, giving me full access to her swampy, down-covered center of pleasure. I moved my hand over her mound and dipped my fingers into the spread labial lips of her vulva. They were now even wetter than before.

“I’m so wet, Daddy. Am I supposed to be like this?”

“A girl lubricates herself when sexually aroused. I guess that must be what you are,” I said.

“Oh, God, Daddy, am I ever! I’ve never been like this before. Just your slightest touch and I go into spasms. I’ve been horny before, but never anything like this. It’s because you’re the one doing this. You’re making all my fantasies come true, and I’m about to go crazy from knowing it.”

I moved my fingers down to the opening of the youngster’s love tunnel and moved one finger into the pit, all the way in. I added another finger, and then a third. She was so wet and slick that the fingers went in with only a little difficulty. I twisted the fingers around and around, and moved them in and out. Deirdre mewled like a cat and thrust her hips up and down, reciprocating each of my in-and-out strokes. I moved my thumb up and ran it over and around her clitoris. Her hips jerked and she thrashed her hips around and around.

“Oh God, Daddy...I’m cumming...! I’m cumming hard, hard, hard!” Deirdre threw her head back and cried and mewled, moaned and finally shouted, “Oh, it’s so good, it’s so good, it’s so good!”

She then shuddered and spasmed. I could see the muscles of her stomach and thighs clinch, and the muscles of her vagina squeezed down on my fingers. Her pussy pulsed around my hand, little throbs and squeezes, compressing the vaginal walls again and again against my fingers. Slowly, the shudders and spasms eased; she unarched her back, and the muscles unclinched.

Deirdre’s eyes, which had been shut tight, opened and she looked up at me.

“That couldn’t have happened so good with anyone else,” she whispered. “It was better than any boy has ever done me before. Better, even, than the times I’ve done myself.” She reached out her arms to me and putting them around my neck, pulled me down for a kiss. The kiss was long and deep, full of soft, tender tongue action. “But that’s only the preliminary, isn’t it?” she softly said.

“Yeah, the best part is still to come, sweetheart,” I answered.

“Let me look at you first,” my little girl said. “I’ve never seen one in the daylight,” she said, laughing. “In fact, the other night with Jimmy was the first time any of the boys actually had their cock out, and I didn’t even get to see it then. If you’re going to stick me with that thing, dad,” she giggled, “at least let me take a look at it first.”

With that, Deirdre pushed me down on my back, and leaning over me on her elbows, looked right down at my exposed rock-hard pole. She touched my balls with her hand and I jerked my hips upward toward her hand. Her finger tips stroked my bag all over, sending shivers through my whole groin. She moved her hand up and touched the head of my cock, rubbing the drops of pre-cum that accumulated there, down over my entire cock.

“Am I doing this right?” she asked.

“It all depends,” I answered.

“What do you mean?”

“I mean that if you want to see me cum all over the place, you’re doing exactly the right thing,” I said hoarsely.

“Do you want to cum?”

“Oh, God, Yes! But not this way. I’m so hot I’ll cum a whole bucketful, but I want it all to go inside you. I want to feel your pussy fill up with daddy’s juice — - For you to know how it feels to have love juice squirt into you, to feel how my love pours out of me into you, filling you to overflowing. I want to see my cum run out of your pussy and down all over your sweet little ass cheeks. I want us to slide back and forth on each other, rubbing our whole bodies against each other in a coating of my jism.”

“Oh, Daddy, me too!” Deirdre said, and spread herself out on top of me.

Her breasts rubbed against my chest and her legs spread out on the outside of mine, clamping them in a sweet trap. My prick moved between my daughter’s legs and she held it tightly, caught between the spread lips of her pussy. She stuck her tongue out all the way and lowered her mouth down to mine. Her tongue was like liquid fire, licking all around my mouth, flicking at the corners, and like a soft, flexible pry bar, probing between my lips. Her tongue tip moved behind my lower lips and ran back and forth with long sensual strokes. It bored into my open mouth, avidly seeking its counterpart. It found the tip of my tongue and flicked a tattooing drum beat against it.

I was literally on fire with desire, her tongue pushing my desire to ever-increasing heights.

Christ, I couldn’t believe how hot my little girl was! All this time her hips had been vibrating, making little movements around and up and down. The motion had coaxed my cock to give up a flood of pre-seminal flow and it now covered the entirety of Deirdre’s sexual center. The stream was flowing down to my balls and coated them and ran down into the crack of my ass. I had never been so wet before, even after shooting a full load of come. I couldn’t help but moan at the pleasure of the feeling, giving in to the sheer joy of holding the youngster against me.

I moved my hands to her buttocks and kneaded and caressed them. My finger tips probed between them, into the cream slickened crevice. I ran my fingers up and down the valley that split her ass, stroking across the little rose bud of her anal opening and then down into the soft folds and creases of the feminine secret recesses hidden between her thighs. Involuntarily, my hips started matching the motion of hers, and we moved against each other, our strokes becoming longer, more insistent with each passing moment.

“Oh, God, Deirdre, I’m getting so close!” I managed to mutter.

“So am I,” Deirdre whispered. “But I don’t want to cum this way... Please Daddy... I want to cum just how you said - - With you inside, filling me, stroking me, and spurting me full of your man juice. Let’s do it right now. I don’t want to wait a second longer. Daddy, do it to me now. Show me right now what we’re supposed to do.”

“Deirdre, it’s probably going to hurt some the first time. Are you ready for that?”

“Yes, you big silly. I’m a girl, remember. Girls know about that, and I’m ready. Besides, if it does hurt any, it won’t hurt nearly so much with you as it would with someone else. You just let me be the one to worry about that and tell me what I’m supposed to do now. How am I supposed to lay so you can do it to me the way that’s best for you?”

“Just about like we are right now would the best way for your first time,” I replied. “Just sit up and then get on your knees so my cock is just under your opening. Then just sit down on it, taking it in a little at a time as you feel comfortable with it. That way, if it starts to hurt, you can stop for a minute and let it stop hurting before taking any more inside.”

My little girl kissed me lightly on the lips and said, “That’s just why I wanted my first time to be with you, you sweet guy. I knew you’d make it the best possible for me.” She then sat up and taking both hands moved my cock so that the head was lodged at the opening of her tunnel of delight. Then she moved down on it, never breaking our eye contact. She had a look of sheer concentration on her face, focusing her thoughts on the penetration of my cock into her innermost recesses.

She took an inch into her and then stopped. I could feel the tightness of her pussy around the head of my cock. It was hot, wet, and glove-tight. After a few seconds, she moved down even more, engulfing almost half of my seven cock-inches.

“Ummm!” was the only sound she made. All this time she continued to stare into my eyes, as if seeking a reflection of what was going on at the juncture of our bodies. After a few more seconds pause, she sat down fully on my cock.

Wet lock met wet lock. Pubic bone ground against pubic bone. The youngster sighed and whispered, “Oh, God Daddy!” She then leaned over, brushing her breasts lightly against my chest, the nipples sending waves of pleasure through both us as they brushed between our bodies. Her mouth crushed against mine and she tongued my mouth and tried to take all my lips into her mouth and suck on them. She broke the kiss, and whispered, “Daddy, it’s all the way in. I can feel you filling me up with your hardness. I can feel every little ridge on your cock and feel it throbbing with each of your heartbeats. Having you in me is like satisfying a need I didn’t know I had. Oh, Daddy, it hardly hurt at all going in, and now it doesn’t hurt at all. Now is just feels sooo goooood.”

She then sat up straight again, and we stayed in that position, without moving, for several long minutes. Her breathing slowed to near normal, and we both rested from the penetration effort. She looked down at me and regained our direct eye contact. While she looked into my eyes, she smiled softly, secretly, with an almost beatific expression. Her pussy was still so tight around my cock I thought I would not be able to move it. Every ripple and spasm of her pussy also swept through my cock, as if we were one person, each completely a part of the other.

Nature soon took over, though. Unable to hold still any longer, my daughter began little pelvic movements—small jerks, little circles, barely perceptible up-and-down movements. My hips reciprocated, and I made my own motions, matching pace with hers. Soon, our motions intensified, with Deirdre moving up and down about two inches. Each motion brought me intense pleasure, with her glove-tight pussy grabbing and stroking my cock with each movement. My pre-cum flow, coupled with her feminine pussy cream, lubricated her pussy walls, and the hot flow together with our passion fires made me feel as though a hot fire burned at the point of our sexual junction.

“I can’t believe how good this feels! It’s heavenly!” Deirdre hoarsely said. “Oh, Daddy, I knew it would good. I knew you would make it good like this.” She continued her movements, each stroke getting longer and longer. All of my throbbing flesh moved in and out of her. Down hard to the base, bush meeting bush, and then up to where the head was almost ready to pop out. The youngster’s breathing was growing faster again, and her breath was beginning to come in gasps, not just from the effort but also from the way she was obviously climbing up the scale toward climax.

Her enthusiasm increased even more, and suddenly my cock popped out of her pussy with an audible popping sound. “Ohhh, noooo!” Deirdre cried. “Put it back in! Get it back into meeee!”

I pushed her down and onto her back. I grabbed her legs and pulled her to where her ass was just on the edge of the bed and her pussy was just hanging over it. I held her legs high in the air and spread them wide apart. My cock thrust out just in front of her pussy. Wetly, the pussy lips gaped open, inviting my cock to plunge between them, into the cream-saturated depths of my child’s womanhood. I inserted just the head of my cock into the pulsing, throbbing opening and holding it in one hand, I swirled it around and around, stirring the creaming center of Deirdre’s sopping pussy. She moaned and cried, “Oh, do it, Daddy! Do it to me! Fuck your little daughter hard!”

I plunged my stiffened manhood into my child in one hard stroke, pushing in until the head of my cock lodged against her cervix. I could hardly believe how tight she was and how hot her pussy was as it clung and grasped at my cock, trying to keep it locked within its depths. I withdrew all the way out to where my cockhead was just inside her lips and then plunged in again. Deirdre’s hips drove up to me as I drove mine down to her. Our strokes met hard, each grinding our sexes into the other. “Oh, Yes, yes, hard, hard!” she moaned in a just-audible whisper.

As much as I had fought against it, my orgasm was building up fast. The knowledge that it was my own daughter, my dear little Deirdre, that I was fucking played mind games with me and gave me such a sense of sheer sexual pleasure that I could not forgo the climax sweeping over me. I jerked my penis out of her and held it over her stomach. Suddenly, my cock was spurting, shooting out jet after jet of my scalding jism. It landed on her breasts and ran over the nipples and the sides. Cum squirted all over her neck and stomach and soaked her swatch of feminine bush even more than it was. Finally, the ejaculatory spasms ceased and the cum stopped flowing. My little girl’s whole front, from neck to vee, as well as my hand was covered with hot, white drops of my outpouring.

Deirdre had watched me spurt, fascinated by the sight. “So that’s how a guy comes,” she said.

She then took her hands and rubbed my cum all over her front, coating every inch. She especially rubbed it into her breasts, loving the slick, lubrication it provided. I took my cum-coated hand and rubbed it all over my front, covering my chest and stomach. We were now both coated in a film of my masculine lubrication.

My cock had not diminished one bit as a result of my orgasm. It was still rigidly hard and still throbbed. It was almost as if I hadn’t even cum. Desire still welled up in my groin; I was ready to do it all over again. I guided my cock back into my little girl’s now cum-covered pussy and reamed it into her woman hole. She pushed up against me, eager to restart the lover’s ride just ended. I began the see-saw, up-and-down motion, twisting my pelvis so as to increase the pleasure. And pleasure it was. Despite my have just cum, my cock was anxious to ride to the peak again, to climb to new climatic heights. I was no less horny now than I had been before cumming; hell, hornier! I felt I could fuck forever.

I lay down on my little girl and rubbed our naked bodies together — slick, cum-soaked skins slipping and sliding against each other. Her breasts were so slick and slippery they turned in little circles against my chest. Wet belly slipped against wet belly, and cum-soaked pubic hair interlocked and interwove together. It was one of the most voluptuous experiences I had ever had.

Deirdre wrapped her arms around my shoulders and neck and held me tight. Her legs came up and locked around my back. Our thrusts were in perfect harmony, pulling back and pushing forward, each in time with the other. cum-slippery skin moved against the other’s skin, adding to the pleasure.

My daughter’s movements started to became almost frantic. She was moving her hips in circles and thrusting her pussy at my cock with such force I was fearful she would hurt herself. She was crying and moaning at the same time, ecstatic sounds of almost unbearable pleasure. My movements increased in their pace also, and I was groaning in pleasure. As our peaks approached, our mouths hungrily sought each other, wanting to imitate the action below. We brought our wide-open mouths to each other’s and father and daughter kissed and suckled at each other with an abandon neither had ever before experienced.

I reached under us and grasped my daughter’s buttocks. I caressed and kneaded them, ran my fingers down their deep crease, and then pulled her pelvis up tight against me. We were both so close, so close. I pulled back, and holding her buttocks firmly in my hands, pushed hard into her creamy cavity. Over and over, in and out, harder and harder. Each time, Deirdre’s juice poured out of her and down the crease of her ass into my hands. Her whole buttocks as well as our fronts were now soaked in the outpourings of our love juices.

The muscles in the youngster’s buttocks clinched, drawing tight and hard. Her pussy clamped down on my cock, almost immobilizing it. She jerked her mouth from mine and cried, “Oh, God daddy! I’m there! I’m cumming, I’m cumming so hard!” Her buttocks started quivering and spasms tore through her abdomen, shuddering her body over and over. She was panting loudly and her breath came in ragged gasps. Her hips pushed up and back, over and over again, just a little less with each movement. Gradually they slowed down and the intensity of her orgasm began to fade.

I then lifted her legs straight up in the air and drove into her pussy, over and over, like a pile driver driving steel. My climax was building up fast and my cock began the throbbing and swelling that occurs just before orgasm. I shut out all fear of what was about to be, fucking with a wanton lust, while my little girl looked up at me and started reciprocating, pushing me higher and higher. She wanted it too!!! Suddenly, with hardly any warning, I was there, over the edge, cumming hard, inside my own daughter! Once more, hot come came jetting out of my cock, only this time into my own child. I could feel the slippery cum flow over and around my cock, making it hot and slick. White foam came out of Deirdre’s pussy as I drove in and out, forcing the come out of her already filled hole.

She whispered, “I can feel you cumming, Daddy. You’re spurting into me, filling me. God, it’s so hot and slick. Oh, Daddy, I’m gonna cum again! Daddy, don’t stop! Keep going, don’t stop!”

I kept right on driving in and out, my cum starting to lessen its flow. My daughter had her eyes closed, concentrating on her own pleasure. She humped against me, and then I could see the muscles across her stomach draw tight. Her pussy clamped down on my cock again, squeezing it. Still, I continued my cock action, concerned now with giving her even greater pleasure. Her orgasm this time was as great as the one just passed, and she murmured, “Yes, yes, I did it again. Again, and it was so good.”

Deirdre opened her eyes and looked up at me. The hero worship was still there in her eyes, but also something else, something new, not seen before. I realized that she was seeing me as lover as well as father, and this added a new dimension to our relationship. I saw her, too, as a lover—a lovely lover from out of my dreams. I said to her, in a soft whisper, “Hon, that was better than any dream could ever be.”

My daughter nodded, and smiled. She pulled me down to her and kissed me. Then she pushed me over to my side and threw her leg over my hip. All this time my cock had remained buried in my hot little daughter’s pussy, slowly going down from the orgasm. Face to face, sex to sex, Deirdre kissed me again and whispered, “Oh, Daddy, Daddy, my father, my lover. Thank you, Daddy. Thank you. I’m sure that there will never be another time like that in my life. Thank you for making it so good for me.”

Her hips were working in little motions and I realized that my cock had fully regained it hardness. She kissed me lightly on the cheek and smiling, said, “Daddy, there’s lots of stuff you need to teach me about sex, and we’ve got all weekend. Would you mind showing me more?”

I didn’t mind, of course. I spent the weekend not only telling her about all aspects of sex, but, most importantly; a show-and-tell is worth ten thousand words.

 

The End