Chapter 1 - Fathers Day 1981

    At sixteen Mary had been a ravishing teen.  She had long blond hair, hazel eyes, a bright smile and lovely face.  And her blossoming body was turning the head of every male between ten and a hundred years old.  And she was popular.  A friendly, outgoing girl, she was able to make friends with almost everyone is school.
    And so it was perhaps surprising that she had almost no sexual experience.  A little fumbling groping of bodies in the movie house balcony and occasional French kisses were the limit of her sexual adventures so far.
    Only one person would not have been surprised by her almost untouched status and that was her father, Jack.  Jack Taylor was sure that Mary was perfect in every way.  His only child, she was the center of his world and he would do almost anything for her.
    And Mary felt the same way.  She adored her father and she wanted to make him very happy.  And with Fathers Day a month away she wondered how she could make her daddy proud of her.  It was going to be tough because the one thing the Taylors didn't have much of that year was cash.  Jack was in construction and there was almost no work.  Mary knew that her father would be satisfied with any gift she gave him; cheap cologne, a tacky tie, golf balls, whatever.  But that was one of the reasons she loved him so much and she wanted to make this a memorable Fathers Day; something to make up for the disappointments of the past year.
    She found the solution to her problem just after third period.  Going from Geometry to Chem she she saw a group of her friends huddled together giggling.  One of them looked up and shouted to her, "Mary, you have GOT to see this!"
    When Mary joined them she saw they were gathered around Sharon Johnson.  Sharon was two years older than Mary and her friends and she was widely known as the school slut.  Sharon looked Mary over carefully and then said, "Still looking for a present for your dad?"
    "Yeah," Mary replied.  "But I can't afford much.  You got any ideas?"
    Sharon grinned.  "I don't know about a present, but I got just the card to go with whatever you get him."
    Sharon handed over a greeting card and Mary looked at it.  On the cover was a picture of a young woman and an older man.  The girl was kneeling and looking up at the man and there was a caption at the bottom; 'I'm Ready To Give You Your Father's Day Present'.  Mary opened the card and gasped.  Inside was a picture of the same couple, only this time they were naked and man had his penis in the girl's mouth!
    Mary shrieked and giggled, just like her friends had and quickly shoved the card back into Sharon's hands, afraid that she would get caught looking.  "WOW!"
    "What's the matter?" Sharon asked, with a wicked smile.  "Afraid your dad won't like the card?"
    "He'd tan my hide," Mary said.  "After he recovered from the heart attack, that is."
    Just then, the class bell rang and the girls saw the principal heading their way, so they quickly broke up and headed for their assorted classes.  But Mary couldn't get the card out of her mind.  She had heard of oral sex and she knew that men liked having their penises in girls' mouths.  'It sure would make Dad's year,' she thought
    After school Mary followed Sharon home and struck up a conversation with the older girl.  Finally she asked to see the card again.
    Sharon was wearing her evil smirk again as she passed the card over and asked, "Got you turned on, huh?"
    Mary blushed and then asked a question of her own.  "Did you ever do that?"
    "Suck my dad's cock?  Don't be disgusting!" Sharon flared back at her.
    Mary could, she thought, understand Sharon's anger.  Sharon's father was nothing like her dad.  Where Jack Taylor was muscular and handsome, Sharon's dad was fat, ugly, and seemed to be allergic to bathing.
    "No, I just meant, well, did you ever do that to anybody?"
    Sharon relaxed a bit.  "Yeah, sure.  I mean if it's your baby making time of the month you don't want some jock pumping your pussy full of cum.  'A blowjob a day keeps the stork away,' my momma used to tell me."
    "Your mother told you that?"
    "Sure.  She knows I'm a hot pussied slut.  She told me she didn't care if I was voted "Ms. Roundheels' but I better not ever bring a bastard into her house.  So, she told me about blowjobs and butt fucking and it was the best advice she ever gave me."
    Mary was shocked that Sharon's mother had discussed such things with her.  Her own mother never really talked about sex.  Their talks had been very clinical.  As for practical advice like how to keep from getting pregnant by using oral sex, no way.
    She was also getting aroused.  She could feel her pussy begin to moisten.  Much more of this and she would have to change panties when she got home.
    "What's it like, letting a boy put his thing in your mouth?" Mary whispered.
    Sharon smirked again.  "You thinking of giving it a try?"
    "Well...you know...maybe someday..."
    Sharon was delighted.  She liked Mary well enough, but the younger girl's reputation for near perfection was a little annoying.  If she was planning to give some boy head, the lucky bastard would brag his fool head off and it would be all over school by lunchtime the next day.  It would be fun seeing 'Virgin Mary' demoted to 'slut-in-training'.
    "What do you want to know?" Sharon asked.
    "Uh, what's it taste like?"
    Sharon smirked again.  "The cock or the cum?"
    Mary gulped.  "Both."
    "Well," said Sharon, "a cock is just another piece of skin.  Unless the guy's not hygienic, if you know what I mean.  Sometimes it tastes a little pissy at first."
    "And cum?"
    "I don't really like it," replied Sharon.  "Slimy and sour, sometimes a little salty."
    "Do boys always squirt it in your mouth?"
    "Not if I can talk 'em out of it.  But swallowing does have advantages.  It keeps it off your dress.  And guys really like to see you swallow their stuff.  Somehow it makes the blowjob better for them.  But don't buy that bullshit about it making your tits grow.  They just say that to get us to swallow."
    Sharon leaned forward.  "So who's the lucky guy?"
    "Huh?"
    "Who are you gonna do it for?"
    Mary was suddenly panicky.  "Uh, nobody.  I was just curious.  I wouldn't do anything like that.  At least not until I'm married."
    "Sure you wouldn't, honey.  You are just too, too good."  Sharon leaned forward again and sniffed.  "That's why I can smell your hot pussy from here."
    Mary blushed.  She wanted to run away but there was one more question she desperately wanted to ask.
    "Sharon, if you don't like the taste, why do you do it?  What does the boy do to you?"
    "Depends on what I want, the guy, and the time of the month.  I usually make them do the same to me.
    Mary was shocked again.  "That's silly, Sharon.  We don't have penises for boys to suck."
    Sharon grinned.  "First off, it called a cock.  If you want to suck cock you should use the right word.  And you'll be surprised what a guy can do to you with his tongue.  Even if all he does is lick your lips, you'll go crazy for it."
    Mary shook as her pussy spasmed in a minor orgasm.  Would her daddy do that?  Would he put his tongue in her pussy?
    Sharon watched her young friend cum and smiled again.  'Oh, she's hot all right,' Sharon thought.  'And when her reputation is trashed, I'm gonna make her tell me every little detail.'
    When Mary finally calmed down she went home and started planning her daddy's gift.
    Father's Day finally came and Mary put her plan into operation.  She began by dressing carefully for church that morning.  She wore an old white dress she found in her closet.  Last year it had been very prim, proper, and virginal.  This year she barely got it on; it clung to her like a second skin.  And it was a damn sight shorter this year, barely coming to mid-thigh.  Under the dress she wore a pair of last year's panties as well, and they to were far too tight; you couldn't see her pussy through them, but you had no doubt what it looked like.  And of course, there was no room under the dress for a bra.  Looking at herself in the mirror she felt sure that it would get her father's attention.
    As she went downstairs she saw her father waiting for her at the base of the stairs and she gave a little cough to make him look up.
    Jack Taylor saw his daughter standing above him and for an instant his heart stopped beating and he forgot how to breath.  His whole being concentrated on the incredible sight before him.  His daughter was wearing her long hair down, the way he liked it.  It framed her lovely face which was impeccably made-up.  Her white dress proclaimed her virgin purity, but it clung to her body, displaying her like a whore.  Her stiff nipples were clearly visible, as was her delightful navel.  His eyes dropped lower and because of the shortness of her dress he could clearly see her panties.  He could easily make out the lips of her pussy, and above them the dark thicket of her pubic hair.  Instantly his cock began to harden.  He took one step up towards her before he realized who she was and what he was planning to do to her when he got there.  Bringing himself up short he breathed, "My God, Mary, you are lovely!"
    At that moment Mary's mother entered the hallway and her reaction was no less intense.  "MARY MARIE TAYLOR!!  What in the world do you think you're made up for?  You can't wear that to church.  Do you want everyone to think I'm raising a whore?  Go and change into something decent!  RIGHT NOW!"
    Jack turned to his wife.  "There's no time for her to change, Chris.  If we don't leave pretty damn soon we're going to miss the service."
    "That might be better than having our daughter dressed like a strumpet.  What will the pastor say?"
    Mary was thrilled with her parents reaction.  It meant the dress was having the exact effect she wanted.  She decided to play her trump card now.  Faking sniffles she said, "But, Mommy, I thought you liked this dress.  You said it make me look like just the kind of little girl you always wanted?"
       Christine Taylor felt a little guilty at the way she had talked to her daughter, and so she fell into Mary's trap.  "That was last year, honey.  You've grown since then.  It's a very pretty dress and you're a very pretty girl, but it's just too little for you now."
    "Listen you two, time's a wasting.  Either we leave for church now, or we don't go at all.  What'll  it be Chris?" Jack said, hoping his wife would opt for church.  He wanted to keep watching his little girl in the scandalous white dress.
    "Well, let's go then," Chris answered.  "I don't know how Reverend Barnes is going to react to that outfit though."
    The good reverend reacted the same way every other male over the age of two did.  Every masculine eye was glued to Mary Taylor.  Mrs. Barnes saw the look in her husband's eye and then glanced at his crotch and smiled.  She was going to get it good when they got home.  Still, she had better rein him in or things would get out of hand.
    "You had better stand real close to the pulpit today, lover," she told her husband.  "And try to move your eyes away from Mary Taylor once in a while.  The men in the congregation won't notice 'cause their all staring at her too, but the ladies will talk."
    Mary could feel the eyes on her and it made her feel wonderfully wicked, but she gave no outward show.  She was very demure and proper, acting as if she had no idea how she was stiffening every male.  She sat quietly between her parents, the picture of innocence.
    Jack was having a hard time, so to speak.  Mary was so close to him and he could smell the talc she had used after shower, the perfume she had so expertly dabbed on her body, and the faintest whiff of arousal.
    Finally the service ended and the Taylors left, much to the disappointment of Mary's admirers.  Once they were home Jack went to take a nap before lunch, which annoyed his wife greatly.  She had seen the way the men at church had stared at Mary and she was sure that most of her friends were getting royally screwed right now.  She on the other hand was stuck with a sleeping husband.  Still, she admitted to herself, it was better that Jack took his usual nap.  It wouldn't be right for a man to get aroused by his own daughter.  And besides, she had to go to work.
    Of course, Jack was aroused and he was hoping he could go to sleep without jacking off.  He thought about doing it in the bathroom, but it seemed a little childish for a grown man to have to hide in the bathroom to masturbate in his own house.
    Chris came into the bedroom and softly said, "You asleep, Jack?  I don't want to interrupt your nap, but I've got an early shift today."
    "That's okay," he replied.   "I was just resting my eyes.  Getting ready for your strip show."
    That was their private joke.  Jack loved to watch his wife change into her nurses uniform.  He told her the only thing sexier was watching her take it off.
    But today, somehow as his wife's body came into view his mind kept replacing her with their daughter.  Instead of his wife's heavy breasts, he imagined Mary's pert little tits.  And instead of her womanly pussy he imagined Mary's tight, unbroached slit.  Jack decided that once Chris was gone he was going to jack off and propriety be damned.
    Chris finished changing, kissed her husband, shouted a good-bye towards Mary's closed bedroom door and drove to work.
    Mary was watching from her bedroom window as her mother drove away.  She figured what with commute, work time and breaks, she had at least nine glorious hours alone with her father.  It was time to see how her daddy would react to her second outfit.
    She had skinned the white dress off her body and now she was wearing a sheer black teddy with skimpy lace panties and no bra.  The teddy was like a shadow surrounding her body.  It added to the allure without obscuring the scenery.  She decided the outfit needed only one adjustment.  Reaching behind herself she tugged at the back of the panties, forcing the gusset to pull into her crack.  Now it was time to show it to her father.
    "Daddy!" she called.  "Could you come to my room for a minute.  I have to show you something."
    Jack's pusle quickened when he heard her call.  Was it safe for him to go into her room?  He was having some very unfatherly thoughts.  But, he knew that he would never do anything to Mary she objected to, and he knew she was too innocent to have any sex thoughts about him.  He had removed his shoes and shirt when he lay down for a nap, but in his slacks and t-shirt he figured he was dressed decently enough to visit his daughter, so he walked to her partially opened door and went in.
    For the second time that day Jack Taylor found himself being stunned by his daughter's beauty.  And hopelessly aroused.  He marveled at the way her braless tits stood out so proudly, their hardened nipples holding the gown away from her body.  And when he glanced down and saw how her panties disappeared between the lips of her pussy he moaned with want.
    Mary took her father's hand and led him to her bed, where she made him sit down.  Laying her head in his lap she looked up and him and batted her eyes.  "I love you so much, Daddy," she said softly, seductively.  "I know this has been a hard year for you, and I want to make you feel better.  I want to give you a present that I know you will love.  I want to give you a present I know you never expected to get from me.  I want to give you me."
    With that Mary opened her father's trousers and freed his cock.  She started to lick the stiff member, making it even harder.
    Jack was sure this was some kind of delirium.  How could his darling little girl be saying such things to him?  How could she know how much he wanted her?  How could he tell her no?
    But he had to say no.  He was the adult.  He was her father.  It was his job to protect  her from men like him, not take advantage of her.  He had to keep her safe and pure until a man worthy of her came along.  Of course, he knew that there was no such man, unless it was himself.  But he was supposed to say no.
    "This isn't right, Mary.  I love you very much and there are many things I want to do with you, but we can't.  Thank you for offering yourself, but I can't.  Not with my baby girl."
    Mary raised herself onto an elbow.  "I'm not a baby, Daddy.  I'm sixteen and in a lot of places I would be married and have a couple of kids by now.  Don't tell me no, Daddy.  I want to do this because I love you, and because you deserve it."
    Now she slipped the head of his cock into her mouth, carefully keeping her teeth out of the way.  As the shaft moved farther into her mouth her tongue worked the throbbing vein on its underside.  She had done a lot of reading in the last month and she knew that this was the tube that would deliver her father's semen into her mouth.  She hoped she could at least pretend to like it and not disappoint her daddy.
   At that point Jack was defeated and he was happy it was so.  He could not believe how good his daughter's mouth felt on his cock.  She wasn't skilled, but she was somehow putting all of her love into the act of sucking his cock and that made up for any lack of technique.  He sighed and placed his hands lightly on his daughter's shoulders; not to force her to do anything or to control her movements, but only because he wanted to touch her and know that this was really happening.
    "Oh, Mary, I love what you're doing.  I don't know who showed you how to do this, but I'm going to have to thank him.  Just before I rip his heart out."
    Mary interrupted her sucking to say, "There's nobody but you, Daddy.  I never did this with any boy.  I've been practicing on hot-dogs."  Then she giggled, "But I think I should have used a Polish sausage instead."
    And with that she returned to sucking her father off.  Jack was swept in the most blissful feeling he had ever known.  Not only was he getting a blowjob from a beautiful young girl, that girl was his own sweet daughter.  The physical sensations and the thrill of incest combined to drive him to a sudden and powerful orgasm.
    "Here it comes, Mary!  You better pull back if you don't want me to come in your mouth!  IT'S HERE MARY, IT'S HERE!"
    Jacks cock swelled and pulsed in his daughter's mouth and suddenly Mary felt and tasted his cum as it poured into her mouth.  She wasn't sure if she liked the taste or not, but she was determined to swallow all of it to please her father.  Gulping quickly she swallowed the first discharge and prepared herself for another.
    Jack looked down at his little girl and saw her gulping down his sperm.  It was the most erotic thing he had ever seen.  "Ahhhhhhhh, Mary.  You are such a good little girl."
    A few minutes later they were lying side by side.  Jack was floating on a cloud of emotion.  Mary on the other hand was wet and horny.
    Finally Jack turned to look at his daughter.  The sight alone was enough to arouse him again.  First of course there was Mary's simple beauty.  She was lovely by any standard.  But there was also the combination of love and lust that smoldered in her eyes.  And sheen of semen and saliva that coated her lips and chin were a powerful reminder of what had just occurred.  Jack smiled at her and said, "I love you very much, honey.  I wish I knew how to repay you."
    Mary smiled back at him.  "It was a gift, Daddy.  You don't have to repay somebody for a gift."
    Jack grinned.  "But you are supposed to thank them, baby.  Would a card be enough?"
    Mary giggled, delighted that her father was so relaxed about getting sucked off by his daughter that he was able to tease and play with her.  "Oh, a card would be fine, Daddy.  Still if you want to know what I would really like..."
    "Oh, I do, Mary, I really do."
    "Well, Daddy, I've heard that sometimes when a girl does oral sex for a man, her thanks her by doing the same for her."
    Jack smiled again and asked her tenderly, "Do you want Daddy to do oral sex on you, Mary?"
    Mary's pussy spasmed at the very idea and a spurt of lube hit her already soaked panties.  "Would you, Daddy?  Oh, please do it, Daddy!  Eat my pussy!  That's what it's called isn't, 'eating pussy'?"
    "Yeah," Jack laughed.  "It's called eating pussy.  And I would be very proud and happy if you would let me eat yours."
    Mary pulled away from her father and sat up a little against the headboard.  Her crotch was now perfectly positioned for her father's tongue.  But Mary suddenly had an idea to make her dad even hotter.  She carefully slid her fingers into the leg holes of her panties and tugged the crotch out of her slit.  She then smoothed out the soaked cloth over her pussy lips.  She was now more covered up than she had been when they began.  "It's yours if you want it, Daddy, but I want you to prove to me that you want it.  If I just put my pussy out there for you to lick and suck you could always say you had no choice.  Show me you want my pussy, Daddy.  Take my panties off with your own hands."
    Jack beamed.  Mary might have thought she was teasing him, or testing him, but the truth was he wanted nothing more than to remove his little girls skimpy panties and gown himself.  He longed to show her how his hard workman's hands could caress her and arouse her.
    He took her face in his hands very gently and brought her mouth to his for their first lovers kiss.  He could still smell and taste his cum on her lips and he didn't care.  He could never kiss his wife after she blew him, but somehow it was different with Mary.  What seemed disgusting with his wife was pure, almost holy, with Mary.
    It wasn't long, however, both of them wanted more.  First Jack pulled the teddy off.  "Here, honey," he said.  "Let's get rid of this.  It isn't hiding anything, anyway."
    Mary giggled, "That's what I liked about it."
    Jack didn't answer.  Once again he was struck speechless as he viewed his daughter's breasts clearly for the first time.  "Oh, God, Mary," he whispered, "they're the most beautiful things I've ever seen.  They're perfect."
    And Mary's breasts were lovely.  Firm young cones of flesh with prominent scarlet nipples and dark pink aureole.  They thrust defiantly from her chest, denying gravity's ability to ever make them sag.
    "You don't think they're kinda small, Daddy?" Mary asked.  "I thought guys liked big titties."
    Jack kissed her again and ran his hand over her tits.  "Some guy fixate on size, but I think shape and firmness are more important.  And besides, these are your tits and like you they are the sexiest things around!  In the world! EVER!"
    He dropped his head to her chest and took one of her nipples into his mouth, sucking softly, then strongly.  He used his tongue to press her nipple back down into her breast and then he nipped her lightly and used his teeth to gently pull the nipple as far as the skin would stretch.
    "Ahhhhhh," Mary breathed, softly.  "Do it more, Daddy.  Do the other one, too.  Play with my titties."
    Jack spent long pleasant minutes worshiping his little girls breasts, before he decided it was time to move on to her pussy.  Time to eat his daughter.
    "Are you ready, baby?" he asked.  "Daddy wants to lick your pussy now."
    "Ohhhhh, YES, DADDY!" she replied, reaching down to push off her panties.
    Jack grabbed her hands, however and pushed them down to her sides. "Did you forget, Mary?  You said I got to do that."
    He slowly put his fingers into the elastic of her panties and inched them down.  When most of her mound had been uncovered Jack stopped and buried his nose in her black, oily pubic hair, inhaling the essence of her desire.  Even with his nostrils filled with her scent and her wiry hair tickling his nose, Jack could hardly believe that this was happening to him.  That his lovely daughter was allowing him to make love to her.
    After a few moments he started pulling her panties down again until he came to the very top of her slit.  Jack stopped again and began licking her exposed pussy hair and then darted his tongue into the tiny bit of her pussy that he had uncovered.
    "Is this what you want Daddy to do, Mary?  Do you want me to lick you and tongue you like this?" he asked teasingly.
    "Oh, please, Daddy.  Don't make me wait anymore," she sobbed.  "I want you to lick and suck all of it.  Please, Daddy, take my panties all the way off and eat my pussy."
    "Anything you want, baby." Jack said, grabbing the bunched cloth of her panties and stripping them off her with one quick motion.
    Jack quickly spread his daughter's legs and moved between them.  He paused only a moment to take in the sight of her pussy before he started to lick up and down her crease.  He continued to tease her, however, as his upward strokes never quite came to her clit, and his tongue swept over but never actually touched her hole.
    Mary was wriggling on the bed, overcome by the most delightful sensations she had ever known.  Her fingers had never felt this good.  If only he would finally touch the good parts with his tongue.
    Jack must have read her mind for on his next pass he paused at the mouth of Mary's pussy and narrowed the tip of tongue, then slowly traced the opening to her vagina, tasting her fast flowing juices.  After a few seconds he stiffened his tongue and shoved it into her.
    Mary arched her back and hissed like a started snake.  "Ohhhhhhhh, Daddy, that is good!" she whisat is good!" she whispered.  "Go deeper!"
    Jack pressed in a bit further, then his tongue touched her virginity and Mary spasmed again.  He touched her hymen only lightly, making sure it was intact, that his little girl was still pure.
    Mary's thoughts were anything but pure.  'God!  If his tongue feels this nice, what would his cock be like?'  But a clearer part of her mind asserted control.  'Not yet.  Not today,' she decided.
    Jack was finally ready to attack her clit, but still being in a playful mood he chose not to start with his tongue.  Instead he jerked his face forward a bit and pushed his nose down on to his daughter's hard little button.
    "Yyyyyyyyiiiiiiiiiiiiii" Mary shrieked.  Her father's nose had come down so unexpectedly and so hard on her most sensitive tissue that it was actually painful.  Even when Jack removed his nose, there remained a sort of dull ache, like an old, almost forgotten bruise.
    Jack made amends at once by gently bathing her clit with his tongue, moving her own juices and his saliva up to Mary's prominent clit.  And as he did so, she relaxed again and reveled in the wonderful job her father was doing of making oral love to her pussy.
    It didn't take long for her excitement to build towards her own orgasm.  "OH GOD!  KEEP DOING IT, DADDY!!  AAAUUUGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!  I'M COMING, DADDY!! I'M COMING."
    Mary slowly came back to reality, wondering if she had actually passed out from her first daddy induced orgasm, or was just so powerful that she hadn't been able to notice anything else.  Is she had passed out, she knew it couldn't have been for long, for when she looked down to her loins she saw that her father was still between her legs, his eyes full of joy and love as he looked up at her.
    Mary smiled at him.  "I want to do it some more, Daddy.  How long til you get hard again?  I want to suck you some more, but this time I want you to cum on my face and rub your semen into my skin."
    Jack looked at her in some confusion.  "Where did you ever get an idea like that, honey?"
    "It just popped into my head, Daddy.  What's the matter, don't you like the idea?"
    Jack laughed and pointed to his rapidly hardening cock.  "What do you think, baby girl?"