Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience.
 
 Fun with my daughter - part 8 (Mf incest)
   (continuing the sexy relationship between a father and his young
daughter.)
   I'm not going to continue the last part (Fun with my daughter - part7),
as you can all imagine what happened when Sara began to play with her Dad
while web-camming with her friend.
   I'm now moving on to that tennis tournament in Alice Springs later that
same year.  Sara had just turned 15 but was still able to play in the
under-15s.  That meant that she was required to bring along a chaperone. 
Of course, she chose me and entered me as her coach/chaperone.
   We took the 9 am flight.  Arriving at 2 pm and then got into the shuttle
bus the organizers had laid on for us.  There were several other girls and
a couple of boys in the mini-bus who were also playing in the tournament.
Sara fitted in well with them and she was soon chatting happily to a very
attractive girl, who she finally introduced to me as Adelina.  The girl had
a vivacious smile, which she lost no time in giving to every guy around.  I
was immediately smitten, and Sara knew it.
   "Dad!" she warned me.  "We're here to play tennis, not...you know!"
   I grinned at Sara then gave my sexy smile to her new friend.  I was
aroused as the gorgeous girl seemed to melt under my gaze.  Did she just
like older guys, or was she just a slut?  I wondered.  But I could not
control the huge bulge that grew in my shorts.  I tried to hide it under my
briefcase, but too late.  Adelina had noticed and grinned naughtily.  I
turned to chat to one of the guys across the aisle, who I knew slightly as
a coach from a previous event.
   The rest of the bus trip passed uneventfully, except when we arrived at
the tournament hotel, the Crowne Plaza.  There, Sara was asked whether she
wanted a room on her own, or to share.
   "Oh, I'll share...with my Dad!" she said eagerly.
   The receptionist raised her eyebrows and then smiled when she noticed
me.
   "That's fine, Sara," she grinned.  "You and your Dad can share room 260.
It faces the mountains."
   "Great," giggled Sara, enthusiastically.  "Let's go, Dad!"
   "Hang on, Sara!" I called as she made off with the porter.  "I'll just
arrange a training court for this evening."
   Sara disappeared with the porter and our cases.  I turned to the
tournament desk and found myself standing just behind Adelina.  She
`accidentally' backed into me briefly as she moved to talk to the assistant
at the desk.  She grinned as she saw it was me.
   "Sorry, Mr...." she murmured, "I didn't see you there!"
   I knew she'd backed into me purposely, but I just smiled.
   "Oh, Hi," I responded.  "Adelina, isn't it?  Are you with a coach or
someone?"
   "Oh, no.  Since I turned 16, I dumped my chaperone.  I like to be free
at these events!"
   The girl grinned wickedly, her eyes dropping to my crotch, when I'm
afraid my bulge had already began to show.
   "I'm about to book a court for training later today.  Would you like to
join Sara and me?" I suggested.
   "If Sara wouldn't mind, I'd love to," the gorgeous girl replied.  "I'm
in room 248."
   "We're in 260," I replied, without thinking.
   "You're sleeping with your daughter?" grinned Adelina.
   "We're sharing the same room.  I hope there are separate beds," I
smiled, half-hoping they weren't.
   "There's just a double bed in my room, apparently," giggled Adelina, her
smile so seductive that my cock throbbed naughtily.
   I noticed there was a slight accent in the girl's voice.  Perhaps she
was Russian?  I determined to look at the list of players and check her
out. I booked a training court at the hotel for 5 pm.  Meanwhile, I had to
get across to room 260 and my daughter.
   I found the room with the help of the signs, passing room 248 on the
way. It was only two doors down from our room, on the other side of the
corridor.  Inside the room, Sara was sitting on the bed (a huge double bed,
thank goodness!), chatting away gaily to the porter, who I noticed was a
young boy of about 20.  From the bulge in his trousers, he was finding it
difficult to cope with Sara's now almost blatant sexuality.  I had realized
that, since our closer relationship began, Sara had blossomed into a really
beautiful young woman who just seemed to ooze sexiness.  No wonder the
porter was entranced.  My daughter giggled when she saw me.
   "This is Josh," she said, "He's been telling me about the center and
courts.  Seems he's a keen player too, but he's just moved out of the
juniors."
   Josh extended his hand.
   "Nice to meet you, Sir.  I hope you and your lovely player have a
successful tournament."
   I shook his hand as Sara blurted out, "Oh, he's my Dad!"
   "No worries!" grinned Josh.  "Enjoy your stay."
   He turned and left, with Sara following his butt out of the room.
   "Nice guy!" she enthused, grinning broadly.
   "You're already working your charm," I admonished.  "Take care.  Most of
the guys will be here to get laid as well as to play tennis."
   "I know.  You too from the way you reacted to Adelina," giggled Sara.
   I couldn't reply, as I knew she could feel my immediate attraction to
her new friend.
   "I'm gonna take a shower and change.  Did you get us a court?"
   "Sure.  No problems.  5 pm.  I suggested Adelina might want to join us
as she's not brought a coach or chaperone."
   "Yea.  She's already 16.  It's not compulsory then," grimaced Sara. 
"But even when I'm 16, I'll want you to come with me, Dad."
   She stood up and came into my arms, kissing me deliciously and
longingly. Soon my hard cock was pressing into her tight belly and she was
pushing hard against me.
   "You feel so good when you get hard, Dad!" she murmured as she broke the
kiss.  "Now I'm gonna shower."
   In seconds, she'd stripped out of her clothes and took her fabulous
young body to the bathroom.  Soon water was running and I could imagine the
sight of her standing there rubbing soap all over!
   `Down boy!" I thought.  `There are seven more days of this!'
   I managed to control my urge to join her in the shower, and my cock had
even calmed a little by the time she came out.  I'd discovered that the
tournament schedule was available on the in-house TV and I was checking the
under-18 girls list when the bathroom door opened.  I hurriedly switched to
the under 15s!
   "Dad?" called a small voice.
   I turned to the doorway.  There was my beautiful daughter, with a large
bath towel draped across her shoulders, but the whole front of her perfect
body shining with water.  She looked like the magical sexy mermaid.  I
almost ran to her, she looked so stunning.
   "You didn't join me!" she almost complained, but then couldn't keep a
straight face.
   "We've got time, my darling," I replied.  "Lots of time together."
   "I know, Dad!" she said, grinning.  "But I just had to cum in the
shower!"
   "You are naughty," I smiled, watching as she slowly dried herself. 
"Shall we go and have a lunch snack before we play?"
   Sara was eager, as we had not eaten since leaving for the airport.  We
joined at least 10 others who had also arrived on the same plane.  Adelina
was not among them.  I couldn't help my disappointment.  Sara noticed and
clasped my hand.
   "I'm sure she'll be down soon," she soothed.
   Just as we'd finished our snack, amid great chatter and laughter, the
beautiful Adelina arrived in what was almost a fanfare of trumpets.  She
turned every head in the room, dressed in the shortest of tennis dresses,
with a very low-cut top.  She was also smiling a smile that said `I've just
done it!' I wondered who had been the lucky guy?
   She came up to Sara with a wide grin.  The girls clasped hands and
Adelina whispered to her.
   "No, you didn't!  Already?" cried Sara, unable to control her
astonishment.
   "Shhhhh!" whispered Adelina, but it was too late.
   It seemed that the young girl had done something she'd been talking to
my daughter about.  Perhaps she'd given the porter boy a blow job already?
Everyone looked at her, some of the girls nodding to each other as if she
already had a reputation for that sort of thing.
   Adelina looked embarrassed and moved to collect food for her snack.  By
the time she returned to the table, all the others.  except for Sara and
myself, had left.  She grinned at me.
   "So...have you settled in yet?" she asked me in her soft, accented
voice.
   "We have, thanks.  The rooms are very nice," I replied gently.  "Does
your room look out over the mountains?"
   "No, I wanted to be able to see the pool.  More action there!" she
grinned.
   Now Sara pulled her to one side.  I could hear her urgent whisper.
   "Did you blow him already?" she asked, surprised.
   "Of course," replied the older girl.  "After he'd almost cum in his
pants while chatting with you, he couldn't bare it when I began to strip in
front of him!"
   "You what?"
   "I was so hot, I had to shower.  But he grunted and started to cum in
his clothes.  I quickly pulled it out and managed to get at least some of
it in my mouth."
   Angelina's admission was as much for my benefit as for Sara's.  That's
why the `hushed' whisper was very easy to hear!  Both girls grinned at me.
   "He's got a nice one," Adelina continued, smiling naughtily at Sara. 
"Why else do I go to these events?"
   She giggled gaily, grinning at me as she began to eat her light snack.
Sara clasped my hand and smiled.
   "What do you think, Dad?" she asked.
   "I think your new friend is a bit of a slut!" I said, openly.
   Adelina stopped smiling but when she saw the bulge growing rapidly in my
clothes, she grinned knowingly.
   "But your Dad likes a slutty young girl, I think," she murmured to
Sara., who looked at me in mock horror.
   "I didn't know!" she protested, but it was clear that Adelina understood
that there was something going on between us, and it wasn't just normal
father-daughter stuff.
   "Come on, Sara" I called, standing up.  "We've got to get ready for
practice.  See you on court, Adelina?"
   "Sure, yea, thanks," the vivacious young girl smiled.  "I'll be there in
10."
   I somehow tore my eyes away from staring at the girl's beautiful legs,
which were almost completely exposed under her little tennis dress.  She
knew I was looking, but she did nothing to hide the fact that her pale
yellow panties were showing a wet patch.  She smiled at me as I took my
eyes away.  Sara grabbed my hand and squeezed as we walked back to our
room.
   "Dad!" she warned.  "You are so obvious!"
   "She's very sexy," I grinned, holding tightly to her hand.  "But you are
even more sexy!"
   We got into the room and Sara immediately threw off her clothes,
standing waiting for me beside the bed.
   "You are truly beautiful," I applauded.  "More like an angel than a
daughter.  But we don't have time to play right now.  Adelina will be
waiting!"
   "Always Adelina," she mocked me, jokingly.
   But she happily got out her training dress and slipped into it, with her
usual tennis panties.  She looked stunning, as she did when we had the
dress especially designed for her by the local couturier.
   "You look gorgeous," I cried, throwing my arms round her and hugging her
close.
   Our kiss began softly but developed quickly into a lust-filled deep
throbbing kiss.  My erect cock pressed eagerly into her young body.  I knew
if we had a bit more time, we'd have had sex right then.  Sara knew it too,
and she looked disappointed when we broke apart.
   "Dad....?" It was a plea.
   "Not now, delicious daughter," I said quietly.  "Later.  We must train
now or you won't be ready for your first match.  You play at 8 am."
   "What?  That early!"
   Sara giggled.  I knew what she was thinking - no early morning sex for
her!!  I quickly got out my tennis clothes and slipped into them without
Sara disturbing me.  When I'd dressed again, I found her looking at me
admiringly.
   "I'm so lucky to have such a lovely looking man as my Dad!" she said,
grinning.
   "Thanks, darling.  Now let's get out and play...tennis!"
   Sara picked up her tennis rackets and ran out of the room, her little
panties showing under her short dress.  I whistled in appreciation.  She
turned and grinned.
   "Beat you there!" she called as she ran off down the corridor.
   At that moment, the door to room 248 opened right in front of me.  There
was the delicious Adelina, in that same extraordinarily sexy tennis dress,
grinning wickedly at me.
   "Shall we play?" she asked naughtily, "tennis, of course!"
   Her gay laughter was infectious and I laughed with her.  She was
carrying a big bag, presumably of tennis rackets.  Was this girl something
of a star, I wondered?  I'd not had time to check out her part of the event
draw, so I really had no idea.  But the fact that everyone seemed to know
her, and her obvious confidence made me sure she was something special -
apart, that is, from being one of the sexiest bombshells I'd ever seen!
   By the time I'd ambled down to the training court, Sara and Adelina were
busy knocking balls about.  The fluency of the older girl's strokes was
clear to see - she was a class act.  Beside her, Sara looked just what she
was, a struggling amateur.  I just sat beside the court watching.
   Sara was obviously impressed with her new friend and kept saying `Good
shot' and `Wow!' as Adelina struck another superb passing shot.  I felt
another presence beside me, and the young porter, dressed in tennis gear,
came to sit beside me.
   "She's quite something," he said, admiringly.
   "Yes," I agreed, "I've not seen anyone that good at her age for many
years."
   "Sexy too, huh?" the boy murmured, his eyes following Adelina's every
move.
   "Is she Russian, or something like that?" I asked.
   "Yea, Russian, Ukranian, something," he replied.  "And totally
gorgeous."
   "I agree with you there.  She's beautiful.  Is she something of a slut?"
I asked quietly.
   "Depends what you like, Sir," the boy replied.  "For me, she's like an
angel.  Although your daughter's quite a dish too."
   "You and Adelina got something going?" I asked, bluntly.
   "She gives me what she wants to.  I take anything she gives me.  That
means we do it sometimes," he admitted.
   "You get jobs at all the tournaments?"
   "Since I moved into the seniors, I've not enjoyed it so much.  We're
split from the girls and...well, you know!" he said, grinning.
   He was clearly a nice guy, into sex in a good way.  I wondered whether
Sara would be able to resist him up to the end of this tournament.
   We continued to watch the two girls for a while.  Then as they paused to
wipe sweat off and get a drink, I called Sara over.
   "Time to practice that backhand," I urged.  "Maybe Adelina wants to play
Josh?"
   The boy looked at me gratefully as Adelina grinned and waved him onto
court.  Sara and I shifted to the next court and I began to feed her
backhands.  We practiced for about an hour as the evening cooled.  Before
we finished, Adelina and Josh left the court giggling.  They waved as they
went off.  I wondered whether they'd be doing it shortly.  We hit a few
more balls and then stopped.  Sara came up to me as we reached the court
door.
   "Josh and her look good together," she murmured, kissing me on the cheek
in thanks.
   "Yea," I agreed.  "Not the first time they've been together..."
   "I know.  Adelina was telling me about him on the bus.  He's quite a
stud, she says.  He reckons he's in love with her, but she just uses his
cock when she feels like it.  Saves her searching for a new one..."
   "Maybe..."
   "Dad!!" giggled Sara.  "No!  You've got me!"
   It was all in fun, but I could not resist the thought of enjoying that
exquisite body sometime before we left Alice.
   We got back to our room, showered without even touching each other and
dressed for the evening get together.  This was when all the tournament
players and coaches were introduced and give n instructions about how the
event would be handled.  I knew a few of the parents and coaches and a
couple of the older players also seemed familiar.  It was astonishing that,
as soon as Adelina entered the room, all eyes followed her from then on. 
She had that glow of having enjoyed recent sex - perhaps Josh had managed
to get inside her pussy already?  Who knows?
   The briefing went well and no problems ensued.  We broke up for dinner
and enjoyed a lovely light meal with good company.  I'm afraid I couldn't
keep my eyes off Adelina.  She was just so vivacious with everyone.  Sara
kept tugging on my arm every time she saw me staring at her new friend. 
Luckily, the older girl kept away from us, but she smiled sexily at me a
couple of times - or was I dreaming?
   At the end of the meal, the organizers announced that there would be a
disco for a couple of hours.  I managed to persuade Sara not to attend as I
wanted her to be fresh for her first match.  She was not too disappointed
as she could finally get me alone and in a bedroom, which we'd not enjoyed
together and undisturbed for a long while.
   As soon as we got to the room, she grabbed me and kissed me hungrily.
   "You know what I want, Dad?" she giggled.
   She quickly slipped out of her clothes, revealing to her admiring father
her exquisite young body.  She lie on the bed, spreading her legs in a
wanton invitation.
   "Since we planned this, I've been longing for you.  Please make love
with me, Dad" she urged.
   Hurriedly, I shucked out of my clothes, my big cock erect and ready, as
we both knew it would be.
   "I just want it inside me...now, Dad!" she giggled, as she saw me
preparing to go between her legs and lick her tasty pussy.
   "OK, darling," I agreed.
   I clambered up between her spread thighs, taking in the delicious site
of her open pussy lips almost pleading with me to get inside her.  My cock
angled towards her and she took it gently in her hands, guiding me towards
her young pussy.
   "Now, Dad!  In one go..." she urged.
   My cock touched her wet pussy lips and, with a single gentle push, I
slid my big cock right up inside my wonderful daughter's tight young pussy.
She groaned and giggled.
   "That feels so good, Daddy!  Make love to me!"
   I did make love to her, with her and for her.  We maintained a beautiful
rhythm, building her first orgasm up slowly until, with a shriek of
delight, she exploded.  Her pussy gushed and spasmed as she writhed in
exquisite pleasure under me.  My cock was so hard it ached.  I twitched it
to remind her I was still inside her.  She giggled.
   "That was gorgeous!" she cried, pulling me down on top of her to kiss me
deeply.  "Thank you, Daddy."
   "I've not done yet!" I laughed, starting to thrust slowly and deeply
inside her tight pussy once more.
   We soon re-established that rhythm and Sara was quickly going into
orgasm again, and then again, each one gushing and wonderfully wet.
   She gasped in delight.
   "Daddy!" she cried.  "I can't stop cumming.  You are so wonderful."
   Now I kept thrusting into her over and over, watching her eyes and
knowing exactly when she was going to cry out with another amazing orgasm.
This went on for half an hour of sheer bliss for us both.  My orgasm seemed
ages away and I knew I did not need to cum to complete her happiness.
   Finally, she stopped me, crying, "Enough!  I can't cum anymore!  Stop,
please, daddy!"
   Sara was totally exhausted from her incredible orgasms.  The bed was
soaked right through and needed changing.  How could I call room service?
But I had too!
   "Hello, room service, please?" I telephoned.  "Can someone change our
sheets, please.  There's been a slight accident."
   A few minutes later, with Sara in the shower, a maid came into the room
and smiled.  She spoke with a Spanish accent.
   "You need sheets changed...already?"
   I was not sure of her grin, but there was no doubting that, underneath
her working clothes, there lurked a nice looking body.  I felt my erection
growing again, damn it!
   "Daddy!  No!" cried Sara, standing in the doorway of the bathroom,
wrapped demurely in a towel.
   The maid looked up in surprise, but did not see the enormous erection
thinking about her had created for me.  Sara had noticed, as I was standing
looking at the doorway when she appeared.  I blushed and looked at her with
a smile.
   "Daddy needs a shower.  He spilt wine all over," Sara explained.
   The fact that there was no open wine bottle or glasses anywhere, and the
room smelt solely of delicious female pussy juices could not have escaped
the maid's attention.  In any case, she simply grinned, completed her
recovering of the bed and left.
   I did take a shower, but only to remove the sweat caused by our almost
continuous 30 minutes of lovemaking.  I grinned at her as I returned from
the bathroom.  I was still firmly and very obviously erect.  Sara was
already under the bedclothes, grinning.  The light was dimmed.
   I dropped the towel and got into bed beside her, to find that she was
also deliciously naked.  She pushed back the covers and quickly sat astride
me, her pussy pressing against my solid cock shaft.
   "Now I couldn't possibly play tennis tomorrow if I have any more of
those delicious orgasms.  Are you alright to sleep now?"
   "I'm fine," I assured her.  "Horny...sexy, but just fine.  Thanks for
that amazing session.  You look so beautiful when you are cumming."
   "Thanks, darling Daddy," she murmured, cuddling her wonderful naked body
alongside mine and settling down to sleep.
   Images of the sexy Adelina jumping on my cock kept me erect for about an
hour but eventually I too drifted off to sleep.
   (will be continued in part 9)
   [comments and suggestions to rockhard4uc@gmail.com; I chat often on
gmail and yahoo under rockhard4uc if you'd like to join me.] 
  
Fun with my daughter - part 8