Chapter 2 - Father's Day 1982

    It had been a wonderful year for Mary and her Dad.  And she considered what to give her father this year, Mary knew there was only one thing to do.  After all, her daddy had earned. it.
    Mary was fortunate that her father had accepted her gift and made no demands on her beyond what she chose to give.  Which is not to say that it hadn't happened again.  It had; many times.  In deed, every time Mary and Jack found themselves alone they quickly moved to suck each other.  It was only days after their first sex session that Jack had introduced Mary to the wonders of 'sixty-nine' and that was their normal way of making love, although Mary had given her dad many quick blow jobs during the year.
    But Mary was seventeen now and she felt that she was ready to become a woman.  And naturally it would have to be with her beloved father.
    The truth was that Mary was no longer a little girl who wanted to do something really nice for her daddy.  She was in love with her father, as a woman loves a man.  She wanted him for her lover and mate.  She prayed she would find a way to make that dream come true.
    Surprisingly Mary had maintained her friendship with Sharon, despite the older girl's frustration.  Sharon had been waiting almost a year for the school rumor mill to announce that Mary Taylor was finally 'putting out' but nothing had happened.  That really made Sharon curious.  She was sure that no teenaged boy who scored with the school's most desirable piece of ass would keep quite about it.  So either Mary wasn't doing anything, or she was doing somebody off campus.  But who?  Mary was dating less this year than last, and she was never seen around town with anyone.
    At least as Mary's friend Sharon was sure she would be the first to know.
    Mary was glad that Sharon was her friend.  Sharon was still Mary's primary source of sexual information.  Her mother was still reluctant to talk about sex, and besides, Mary found it awkward to ask her mother for advice that she would then used to take her father away from the older woman.
    Mary had invited Sharon over for coffee while her folks were out and as they listened to Pink Floyd's "Dark Side of the Moon", Mary suddenly asked, "Sharon, did it hurt a lot the first time?"
    Sharon knew what Mary meant of course, but she wanted her to spell it out.  "Did what hurt the first time?"
    "Oh, come on, Sharon, you know what I mean."  Mary gulped and then continued, "Did it hurt the first time you let a boy put his thing into your vagina."
    "Mary, cut out the virgin speak.  A 'thing' is a cock, a 'vagina' is a pussy, and it's called fucking.  And yes, it did hurt some.  I'm not sure what you'd call a lot, but it did hurt.  Not enough to make me stop the guy, or to make me stop wanting it.  But it wasn't much fun the first few times."
    "Oh," said Mary.  The disappointment was clear in her tone.
    Sharon saw how depressed her answer had made Mary.  She knew that Mary was planning to have sex and she wanted reassurance.  "You wanted me to say that it didn't hurt, didn't you?" she asked.  "I'm sorry, kid but it did.  Look, I don't think it has to be as bad as my first time.  My guy was so anxious that he didn't get me ready or anything.  He just jammed it in.  Shit, I was so dry it must have hurt him as much as me.  Make sure your guy takes his time and is gentle."
    Sharon's curiosity got the best of her then.  "So, you ready to tell me who gets your cherry?" she asked with a leer.
    "Oh, Sharon." Mary said, "you always think that every time I ask a question it's so I can run out and do it.  I just wanted to know.  I mean, I'm gonna get married someday and you know I can't get my mom to talk about it with me.  I was just curious."
    "Yeah," said Sharon, "and I'm really a gay fullback for the Green Bay Packers.  I can keep a secret, you know."
    Mary giggled, "Yes, Sharon, I know you can keep a secret.  I just know if you would!"
    Sharon laughed and their conversation moved on to other things.  But two hours later as Sharon was leaving she turned to Mary and said, "You could prepare yourself.  Pop it with your own finger in a hot tub.  And use a dildo to stretch your pussy a little so it will be easier for him to get into you.  And remember, even it does hurt you'll get over it and then you can fuck your brains out for the rest of your life without it ever hurting again."
    "Thanks," said Mary.  But after Sharon had left Mary whispered to the closed door, "No.  Daddy wants my cherry to be intact.  And he will love breaking me in with his cock."
    Two days before Father's Day Mary and Jack had managed to get a few hours alone and as always they planed to spend the time well.  Jack was between Mary's legs licking up and down her pussy slit, silently praying that Mary would decide to go all the way with him soon.  And Mary was bursting to tell her father.
    Suddenly she reached down and pulled his face away from her pussy and said, "Slip a finger in me, Daddy."
    Jack had run his fingers into Mary's pussy at least a hundred times in the last year, always stopping at her hymen.  This time when he stopped Mary moved just a bit, applying a little more pressure.  Jack felt her cherry stretch a tiny bit and then Mary clamped down on his finger with her strong young pussy muscles.  She looked into his eyes and said, "Sunday, Daddy."
    Then she slid down to her father's loins and kissed, but did not suck, his cock.  "Save it for Sunday, Daddy."
    Then she left him.  It was the first time that Mary had ever left her father unsatisfied, but the promise of her words took away any sting he might have felt.  Jack knew that the next two days were going to be torment, but it would make Sunday all the sweeter.
    Finally Sunday came.  Mary woke up early to make sure that all her preparations were complete.  Then she waited for long hours until her mother left for work on time.  Chris was working a night shift now and Mary was delighted.  It fit in perfectly with the plans she had made for her father's special day.
    Mary had considered her wardrobe carefully for the last couple of weeks.  While she would have loved to wear the little white dress from last year, there was simply no way she could fit into it now, ever without underwear.  Of course, she could have just gone marching into the master bedroom naked, but her dad had seen her that way many time in the last year.  She wanted this to be special.
    Then she had stroke of genius.  Now she stood in front of her mirror admiring her handiwork.  A few simple adjustments and she was ready.
    Jack was waiting in his bedroom as Mary had asked.  He was fully erect as he waited for his daughter.  The last couple of days had been tough.  Not only had he not had sex with Mary, but because he wanted to save all his cum for her he had turned down his wife for the last two nights, pleading a sprained back.
    He turned quickly when her heard the door open and watched as Mary came into the room.  Just as he had last year when he first caught sight of her Jack gasped in lust.  She was wearing her mother's wedding gown, altered just enough to fit the younger woman.
    Mary saw his reaction and she glowed with pride and desire.  "I want you to be the man who has me like this, Daddy," she said softly.  "I want to be your bride, and I want this to be our wedding night.  Isn't a husband supposed to fuck his wife for the first time on their wedding night?"
    "We haven't exactly had a wedding ceremony, Mary.  But I sure do like the idea."
    Mary grinned, "That's my daddy; always a stickler for details."  She reached into a pocket she had sewn into the wedding gown and pulled out two pieces of paper.  "Here are your vows, Daddy," she said, handing him one of the sheets, "and here are mine."
    Jack looked down at the paper Mary had given him and, and then crumpled the it into a ball.  "We don't need silly vows or rituals, Mary.  Instead just let me swear by all that I hold holy to love you forever, to protect you from harm, to keep you by my side always."
    "Oh, Daddy, I feel the same way.  I only wrote the vows to show you that I'm not wearing this gown as joke or even as a turn on.  I want you be your wife, Daddy.  I wish there was some way I could marry you and not have to hide what we do."
    Jack took her in his arms.  "I wish that too, baby.  I know it's not legal or anything, but we can think of ourselves as married in our minds.  No matter what happens from now on, you are my wife and I am your husband.  I just wish I had a ring..."
    Mary suddenly put her finger on his lip and reaching into her pocket produced a small gold ring.  "I know the boy is supposed to provide the engagement ring, but since this is really our wedding I thought it would be okay if I picked my own."
    Jack took the ring from her and slipped it on her hand, "With this ring I do thee wed," he said, tears in his eyes and then he kissed her.
    Mary looked down at the ring on her finger and joy seemed to explode inside her.  She smiled at her father and said, "Now that the serious business is out of the way, let's get down to the fun part!"
    Jack reached for her and kissed her much more deeply this time.  As he did so, he reached behind her to unfasten the wedding gown.  Breaking the kiss he said, "This reminds a little of the first time I undressed your mother.  Only I love you more than her, Mary.  I love you as my little girl and as my wife."
    Soon Mary was naked and lying on the bed with her father.  They were kissing and Jack had his hand at her groin, playing with her pussy, getting her ready for their love making.  He slipped his middle finger into her.  "Oh, Mary, you are so tight.  I'm afraid I will hurt you."
    "I know, Daddy.  But I want you to do it.  Nobody else will ever be as gentle with me as you will.  And I will never love anyone as much as I do you, or want anyone the way I want you.  Please, be as gentle as you can, but do it.  Make me a woman.  Make me your woman."
    Jack quickly moved between her legs and started licking her pussy.  He had done that at least a hundred time in the last year, but it was different now.  All those other times sucking her pussy had been the peak of their pleasure; this time, they would not stop there.
    "Ohhhh, Daddy, you do that so nice," Mary giggled.  "I sure hope you fuck as good."
    Jack raised his head and smiled at her.  He reached down to her pussy and gathered as much of his saliva and her lube as he could and then rubbed it on his aching cock.  "Are you ready, baby?"
    Mary bit her lower lip and nodded.  Jack carefully placed his cockhead against her pussy mouth and pressed into her slowly.
    Mary could feel the muscles around her vaginal opening stretch to accommodate her father's cock.  It was a new sensation, but not really a painful one.  If it didn't get any worse than this she was sure that her virgin fuck would be a breeze.
    Jack pushed harder and his cockhead moved slowly into Mary's virgin pussy.  He kept going until he came to the familiar barrier of her maidenhead.  "I'm at your cherry, honey," he said.  "Can you feel it?"
    "Ohhhh, Daddy," she moaned, "you're finally going to break it.  I've waited so long for this night.  Bust my cherry with your big cock."
    Jack again applied a tiny amount of pressure to her hymen, stretching it to the breaking point, then holding himself there.  Mary moaned again, this time in pain.  She could feel the tender flesh of her virginity almost ready to tear, but not quite doing it.  That, plus the tension of waiting for her father to break her hymen were driving Mary mad.  Finally, unable to take anymore, she bucked her hips upwards; apply the extra push needed to break the membrane.
    Mary gave a short yelp as her hymen broke, but it was actually a relief to have it over with.  Like yanking a bandage off quickly, instead of peeling it slowly.  It hurt, but unlike the pressure her father had put on her cherry, it didn't keep hurting.
    When Jack felt his daughter's hymen break, he pushed forward, burying all of his cock in her snug virgin passage.  "Ohhhh, God, it feels good, Mary," he said.  "Are you okay?"
    Mary sniffled a bit but she quickly reassured him.  "It wasn't bad, Daddy.  And I wanted you to do it.  Please, make me feel better, Daddy.  Fuck me now and make the hurt go away."
    Jack leaned down and kissed her lightly, then began slow, shallow strokes in her pussy.  "Tell me if it hurts, Mary, and I'll stop."
    "Don't you ever stop, Daddy," she replied.  "I want you to fuck me all night long, and then every night for the rest of my life."
    Jack smiled at her and started making longer, faster strokes in her pussy.  "Does this hurt, baby?" he asked.
    "Hurts good, Daddy!  Keep doing it!  Do it faster!"
    Jack did speed up even more.  This was the most thrilling moment of his life and he prayed he could hold out long enough to make Mary come with him.
    For Mary, too, it was the most wonderful and thrilling moment of her young life.
    "Oh, Daddy, please, promise we will do this always, that you will always want to fuck me."
    "I promise, Mary!  With all my heart, I promise!"
    Jack was putting years of experience into this fuck.  Everything any woman had ever asked him to do, or told him he did well, he was doing for his daughter, pushing her ever closer to orgasm.
    "It's gonna happen, Daddy," Mary said.  "I'm gonna come from your fucking!"
    "Do it, Mary!  Come for Daddy!  Come on Daddy's big cock.  Daddy wants his little girl to COME!"
    He couldn't hold back any longer.  It was too much to withstand.  Mary's pussy was clutching and grabbing at his cock and she was so tight, and above all, she was his daughter and he was the first man to ever fuck her.  As he called on his daughter to come, his own climax overtook him and he started pouring semen into her pussy. And as Mary felt his cock spasm it's load of sperm into her, she came too.
    "YIIIIIIIEEEEEEE!" Mary shrieked as her orgasm hit.  It was perfect.  She was coming with her father and he was shooting his cum in her pussy.
    Minutes later the incestuous lovers were still unable to speak.  They simply held each other close and watched each other.  Finally, Mary cleared her throat and said, "I meant it, Daddy.  I want to do this with you forever.  And I want to do it all night."
    Jack smiled at her.  "It's a dirty trick, I know, but while a woman can go all night, us guys are only good for a few fucks a day.  Two or three, maybe four on a really good night.  But, I'll do what I can."
    Mary kissed him.  "That's okay, Daddy.  Every time I fuck you it is going to be so special.  I'm sure the quality will make up for the lack of quantity."
    "Thanks, babe," Jack said, "and besides, if I can't get it up, I can still eat you."
    And with that he moved between her legs and started kissing her pussy lips.  "Are you sore, Mary?  Let Daddy kiss the boo-boo and make it feel better."
    Mary laughed.  "I'll bet your kissing that boo-boo will make it feel much better.  Oh, Daddy, I am so looking forward to a great year!"