Subject:     Father's Day Quickie
Story Codes  MF oral incest father daughter uncle niece cousins
Diary Date:  June 17, 2007
Author:      Kelly <pghpa_girl@yahoo.com>

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Summary:

What do you do on Father’s Day for the greatest dad in the world (besides a 
“Greatest Dad” coffee mug)?  Every year I struggle with this but this year 
things worked themselves out on their own.

Table of Contents:
   Chapter 1 – A Day on the Lake
   Chapter 2 - Watching Porn With Kristi 
   Chapter 3 - Getting the Morning Off to a Good Start
   Chapter 4 – Heading to My Uncle Jim’s House
   Chapter 5 – Dad Does Me in the Kitchen
   Chapter 6 – The End of Father’s Day


Chapter 1 – A Day on the Lake
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When I was ten or so, Father’s Day was easy.  A silly tie, a hand-made card, 
Greatest Dad coffee mug, and everything was taken care of.  Now that I’m 
twenty- two and a recent college graduate, it’s not so easy.  The past few 
years I’ve tried to come up with something new and original but like 
Christmas presents, it gets harder every year.  Of course he says I don't 
need to get him anything, that he’s happy just being my dad; but I see the 
look in his eyes when I do something special for him and that makes it all 
worth it.

Now that I’ve graduated, I’m living at home for the time being, at least 
until I get a job that pays enough for my own place although from the looks 
of things, that may take a while.  The good news, at least so far as my dad 
is concerned, is that he can have me just about any time he wants me.  The 
bad news, at least when it comes to doing something special Father’s Day, is 
that he can have me just about any time he wants me.  I mean, your basic 
wake-up blowjob just doesn’t make the grade as a “surprise” when it’s 
something he can have any other day as well.

So here I was, just a day before Father’s Day, and all I had was a silly card 
for him and not even a new coffee mug.  Since we were planning to go to the 
lake for the day, it didn't look like I was going to have any opportunity to 
get out and shop for anything else leaving me in quandary.

The lake I referred to is at a state park in West Virginia where we go to 
boat and ski.  I suck at most athletic endeavors, to put it bluntly, but I 
CAN water ski pretty damn good.  My parents started me out when I was only 
six so I’ve been doing it for quite a while now.  These days, it seems most 
people aren’t willing to put in the time and effort to learn and so instead 
they just ride a tube.  Not me.  I love getting up on my slalom ski and 
showing off.  If course, a sport where you can wear a thong and nothing on 
top but a life jacket can’t be all that bad no matter how good you are!

We were suppose to have left for the lake before lunch since it takes over an 
hour to get there.  Unfortunately, my favorite cousin was late as usual.  
Kristi, who was twenty and soon to be a college junior, was like the sister I 
never had.  We did everything together and it wasn’t unusual for her to tag 
along wherever we went.  It certainly didn't hurt that her petite figure was 
stunning – and she knew it.  Kristi was the biggest slut in school with an 
insatiable sex drive.  I guess it goes without saying that those qualities 
have made her my dad’s favorite niece.  As such, he usually looks the other 
way when it comes to putting up with her quirks, one of which was a tendency 
to ALWAYS be late.

So here we were, noon time now past, and still no Kristi.  I finally called 
her to see what the hold-up was only to be reassured that she was on her way.  
Eventually she showed up, wearing just her small bikini top and a pair of 
ridiculously short denim cutoffs.  She ran down the driveway to greet my dad, 
jumping in his arms and wrapping her already tanned legs tightly around him.  
His hands immediately grabbed her little ass and he held her up as she kissed 
him hello.

“Sorry I’m late Uncle John,” she giggled, “Can you forgive me?”

I couldn't help but grin at the way she worked him – typical Kristi.  She was 
every older man’s dream or should I say wet dream.  Having turned twenty a 
month ago, she was plenty old enough to legally fuck but she looked more like 
she was sixteen or seventeen.  Kristi was well aware of her “assets” and she 
exploited them to the fullest, just as she was now doing with my dad.  His 
hands clenched her cute little butt, which was half exposed given the cut of 
her shorts, and what could he do but grin at her?

“C’mon you two, plenty of time for that later!” my mom called out from the 
deck above the driveway.  “Let’s get going before the whole day is shot.”

The rest of the day went pretty much as I would’ve expected.  The weather was 
incredible and the water was already warming up for the summer.  Evidently a 
lot of other people had the same idea for the weekend as we did as the entire 
state park was jammed with people everywhere.  It took over an hour of 
waiting in line just to get our boat launched!

By the time we finally got out of the water at the end of the day, it was 
getting late and everyone was tired from the hot sun and skiing.  My mom 
suggested we get something to eat and spend the night instead of trying to 
drive home.  We could then hit the lake again in the morning before going 
home for the Father’s Day party my aunt and uncle were having in the 
afternoon.  My dad looked relieved as I don’t think he was looking forward to 
driving home.

Eating wasn't an issue but we hadn’t realized just how hard it would be to 
find a place to stay.  In the past, we had booked one of the cabins in the 
park.  On such short notice, none were available so we drove around looking 
for a hotel with a vacancy and found it surprisingly hard to find one.  
Eventually we came across a Holiday Inn which advertised a vacancy.  We all 
went in to check in and I listened as my dad asked for one room with a king-
size bed.  The clerk, an older woman that I would have guessed to be on her 
forties, looked at the four of us and suggested a roll-away.  The look on her 
face when my dad told her that one wouldn't be necessary was priceless!  It 
probably didn't help that Kristi was rubbing herself up against me, knowing 
full well she was watching us.  When we left I looked back and saw her 
staring at us and whispering to the other clerk.  I can just imagine what was 
going through her mind!

Fortunately, my mom is the type that is ALWAYS prepared so she had packed 
some minimum toiletries and stuff just in case something like this happened.  
That one small bag was the sum of our luggage so we just headed straight to 
our room for the night.  My dad closed and locked the door and then flopped 
on the bed with a big sigh.

“Too much today dad?” I asked, concerned that he looked so tired.

“I’m OK,” he replied, “You girls just wore me out!”

I laughed and snuggled up next to him and put my hand in his lap.

“Well... you know we can always do it again,” I said seductively.

“God Almighty, didn't you get enough today?  I’m only one man!” he moaned.  
My cousin jumped on the bed on the other side of him and added her hand to 
mine.

“Oh Uncle John, you know better than THAT!” she giggled, “A girl can NEVER 
get enough.”

“OK you two, I think you wore him out plenty already today out on the boat so 
leave my man alone,” my mom chimed in as she walked out of the bathroom and 
saw what was happening.

We both pretended to pout although I can’t say I was pretending ALL that 
much.  Sure my dad had fucked the two of us a couple of times today, cumming 
in me the first time and then spraying it all over Kristi the next.  That 
said, I could’ve easily done with another good fucking and I had no daughter 
Kristi wouldn't say no (is that word even in her vocabulary?).

Ever since the first time he did me way back when I was sixteen, I’ve loved 
giving myself to my dad.  Even though I’d been with a number of boys already 
since my first time back when I was fourteen, I knew from our very first time 
that there was something quite special about having sex with your father.  
Whatever it was, it was something that no boy have ever given me or has 
since.

My thoughts drifted to when my dad came in me earlier today out on the lake.  
Just like every time he does me, I recalled having the most incredible 
physical and emotional response but with a distinct sense of love and 
security that was unique to having sex with him.  It didn't matter at the 
time that my mom and Kristi were watching; he was mine at that moment and he 
was giving all of himself to me – literally as well as emotionally.

“It’s time for the old folks to get some sleep.  You two can watch TV or 
whatever,” my mom said, helping my dad undress.  He must have gotten more sun 
than he thought as his shoulders seemed pretty red and he looked really 
tired.


Chapter 2 – Watching Porn With Kristi
=====================================

My parents stripped and crawled in bed together while Kristi and I fought 
over the remote.  She wanted to check out the adult channels but that really 
didn't interest me.  We debated heading over to the pool until we found out 
that for some ridiculous reason, it had closed at 8PM.  I finally relented 
and handed her the remote.  She promptly switched to the sex movie selection 
and I was amazed at the number of movies available in your hotel room.  God, 
what if parents fell asleep and their young kids started to check things out!  
It wasn’t just soft porn either – it had full penetration and all!

It’s not that I’ve never seen the stuff before.  My dad has a rather fine 
collection himself and he enjoys watching it.  Sometimes I will be around but 
generally I just ignore it although I will admit to having picked up a few 
pointers from the whores in them!  I can’t ever recall a time, though, when I 
was home alone and chose to delve into his stash and get myself off from it.  
To me, watching porn is boring.  The actors are being paid to have sex and 
there is no sense of emotion or connection between the people.  All the 
scenarios are staged with whores – c’mon, you don’t REALLY believe they just 
go out and pick up girls from the street?  Really, what’s the point of it 
all?

Kristi, on the other hand, seemed to really get off from it.  We started with 
one where this guy with an enormous cock was drilling a so-called “first time 
amateur” (yeah, first time today maybe).  I had to admit, it WAS one hell of 
a dick.  Yet for me, it was just “interesting”, not erotic.  It makes me feel 
a lot hornier to have an average guy cam for me and jerk off to a picture of 
me or someone in my family than to watch this freak of nature fuck a girl who 
was pretending to be shy and naïve.

Kristi was masturbating from the moment the first cock got on the screen and 
she encouraged me to join in but it just wasn't doing it for me.  After a 
while, she huffed and changed to another movie that featured girl-girl 
action.  My same complaint about staged scenes applied, though, and I was 
getting restless.

“C’mon Kelly, doesn’t this turn you on at least a LITTLE bit?” Kristi 
pressed.

I just shrugged my shoulders and laid back on the opposite arm of the couch 
we were sitting on.  Regardless of the movie, I WAS horny and so I started to 
masturbate but thinking more about what we had done this afternoon than the 
scene on the TV screen.

“I know... let’s try doing what they’re doing!” Kristi offered.  I looked at 
her with my eyes narrowed, not quite catching her drift.

“God, do I have to explain everything?” she huffed.  “Look, I’ll be the 
blonde and you be the brunette.  See how the blonde’s eating the brunette’s 
pussy?”

I nodded, THAT much was pretty obvious.  Kristi grinned and kneeled on the 
couch, looking at me on all fours.

“Well?” she quizzed me, “Are you going to spread them or what?”

Call me dense or whatever, but I finally got what she was talking about.  
Sure enough, the brunette was perched against the headboard with the blonde’s 
face planted in her pussy.  Well, this may not be so bad after all!

We watched the entire movie, mimicking as many of the moves as we could.  Of 
course it felt good, that would be hard NOT to do with Kristi’s tongue all 
over me.  At the same time, it didn't really satisfy my “needs” as it seemed 
we were always under pressure to keep an eye on the TV and then switch to 
what they were doing whether I really wanted to or not.  I guess a career in 
porn movies is not in my future!

When the movie was finally over we each took a position on opposite ends of 
the couch and with the TV and the lights off, we masturbated in the dark.  
There was just enough light from the edges of the curtains to let me see her 
outline across from me but I didn't need to see her to know what was 
happening.  Kristi was a definite “moaner” when it came to masturbating and 
she must have been especially horny tonight from the sounds of things.  My 
parents must have been super tired as they never even stirred the whole time.

It was past midnight before we joined my parents in bed.  In the dark I could 
barely make out my dad with his arms wrapped around my mom and her head 
buried in his chest.  Kristi and I took up residence on the remaining portion 
of the bed.  She laid down on her side on the inside portion, facing my 
parents, while I snuggled up behind her in a spooning position with my arms 
around her nude little body.  God her naked body felt so good against mine!  
We fell asleep almost immediately with my boobs pressed against her back as 
my pussy tingled with the memory of her incredible tongue.


Chapter 3 – Getting the Morning Off to a Good Start
===================================================

It was just an illusion but morning seemed to arrive earlier than usual with 
me being the first to wake up.  Apparently Kristi and I hadn’t moved the 
entire night as we were in the same position I last remembered.  My mom was 
laying curled up I a fetal position next to my dad who was flat on his back, 
snoring loudly.  How she could sleep right next to him when he was doing that 
never ceased to astonish me.  I guess when you get to be 42 those things 
happen to you and my mom had just grown accustomed to it over the years, like 
people who live next to railroad tracks learn to ignore the trains.  By the 
way, the way he was snoring, that’s a pretty good analogy!

I had no option but to get up to pee.  Must have been all the Diet Coke I 
drank the night before.  When I came back, even while I was rubbing the sleep 
from my eyes I couldn't help but take a look at my nude father as he laid 
stretched out in front of me with nothing to cover him.  As usual, my mom had 
hogged all the covers.  Naturally he’s not in the same shape as he was twenty 
years ago, but he still looks pretty good for an old guy!

Needless to say, what caught my eye was his limp dick laying over to the side 
on top of the thick bush of pubic hair that covered his crotch.  So far as I 
knew, he had never trimmed it and I licked my lips as I recalled how I loved 
to run my fingers through it and curl it around my fingertips.

Kristi was started to stir but for the moment, I was more interested in my 
dad.  The thought occurred to me that it was now officially Father’s Day and 
even though a wakeup BJ was a little cliché, I didn't see what harm it could 
do.  Kristi turned over to see what I was doing, yawning and stretching as 
she tried to wake up.  Her blonde hair was disheveled and her eyes were puffy 
with sleep but she still looked positively yummy.  I put my finger to my 
lips, signaling her to keep quiet and she grinned as she instantly caught on 
to my intentions.

I carefully moved to the side of the bed and reached over to grab my dad’s 
soft dick with my hand.  Truth be known, it wasn't that often I got to touch 
him when he was this flaccid!  Usually by the time I got my hand in his pants 
he was already ahead of me and getting hard.  As much as I LOVE a nice hard 
dick, there’s just something fascinating about them when they are soft and 
limp.  It’s hard to imagine that they can grow into such wonderful erections!  
My dad’s seemed so small when it was like this but I knew the promise that it 
held.

Kristi was up on her elbow now, peering over my sleeping mom to keep an eye 
on what I was doing.  She caught my eye and grinned; for once having the 
common sense to stay out of what I was doing, at least for the time being.  
There would be plenty for her later but for now, it was all mine.

I bent over him further until l was able to take his wonderful cock in my 
mouth.  It felt strange to have such a limp dick in my mouth as usually most 
guys I sucked were getting hard long before I got it between my lips.  I 
pulled on it gently to stretch it out, then let it sink back down again while 
I sucked on it gently.  My heart fluttered as I felt it begin to react to my 
mouth, the first pulse of his heartbeat as his cock began to fill and harden.  
At first it was hardly noticeable but after a few minutes there was an 
unmistakable increase, particularly in the thickness of his dick.  At this 
point I could easily take it all in my mouth, burying my face into the thick 
growth of smelly pubic hair that surrounded it.

Under the circumstances, it took all my willpower not to really suck on it 
hard but at the same time I was trying to not wake him.  My goal in this type 
of situation is to see how far I can get him before he wakes up and discovers 
what I have been doing to him.  After all, turnabout is fair play.  There 
have been plenty of mornings when I was sound asleep in my bed and he would 
slip behind me, trying to fuck me without waking me.  Almost every time I 
would wake before he penetrated me but there have been a few times over the 
years when he was able to get himself all the way in me, a couple of times 
even fucking me for a while before I returned to the living.  For whatever 
reason it’s incredibly erotic for me to wake up and discover a guy inside of 
me.  It makes me feel sexy to think about what he might have been doing to me 
while I’m essentially unconscious and totally at his mercy!

Kristi was starting to get going herself as she watched my dad’s dick harden 
in my mouth.  I took it out for a moment and stroked it with my hand as I 
watched her starting to play with herself, her eyes fixed on my dad’s ever 
enlarging dick.  My hand slowly rotated on it as I moved it up and down, like 
his dick was threaded and my hand was a nut being turned around it.  It was 
so warm and I could feel it pulsing in my palm as my fingertips played over 
the tip of his head.  I couldn't help but feel a little pride inside of me as 
I knew it must have been killing her to have to watch me play with it and 
suck it!

With the show for Kristi over, I leaned back over again and took him back in 
my mouth, losing sight of Kristi with my mom between us.  My mom hadn’t moved 
a muscle since I started on my dad but with he being completely covered I 
couldn't really see to tell for sure.  However, since I knew she would want 
to be watching if she knew what I was doing, I figured it was pretty good 
odds that she was still sound asleep.

As I continued to suck my dad’s dick I felt the bed move and turned my head 
towards the foot of the bed to see my cousin had gotten up and was trying to 
get on the bed next to me without making too much of a fuss.  I couldn't help 
but smile (well, as best as I could with a dick in my mouth) as I had figured 
it wouldn't be too long before she couldn't hold back anymore.  Put Kristi 
within eyeshot of a hard dick and it was a safe bet where she would be soon.  
The way things turned out, apparently sucking him was NOT what she had in 
mind as she straddled my dad’s hips, pushing me not so subtlety out of her 
way.

Despite her aggression, I managed to keep his cock in my mouth and I looked 
up at her as she settled into place.  Her bare pussy was just inches from my 
face and I could smell the muskiness of my father’s crotch below it.  God, 
she had to be horny as hell to be as wet as she was already!  Her small 
breasts dangled above me and I could see her nipples were pointing out, 
already hard as pencil erasers.  I knew what she wanted, though, and since my 
dad would probably be waking up any second now, I also knew I had better get 
on with it if we were to do it while he was still asleep.

Taking my dad’s now rigid cock in my hand once again, I pointed it up towards 
Kristi’s little cunt.  She expertly used her hands to spread herself open as 
I guided him into her wet little pussy hole.  This wasn't her first time 
doing this by any means so she knew exactly what to do as she wiggled her 
hips around just enough to settle him in place and then lowered herself onto 
him.  It is always an incredible sight to see my dad’s cock disappear inside 
of her and even more so now as he continued to snore away!  I couldn't help 
but wonder what he was dreaming about.  Did he have any idea, at even the 
subconscious level, of what was being done to him?

Kristi didn't stop lowering herself down until my dad’s cock was completely 
buried inside of her.  It looked a little odd to see all of his thick pubic 
hair around her bald pussy, as if she had suddenly sprouted a wealth of black 
curly crotch hair.  As my cousin settled in on top of him, she couldn't help 
but moan and I saw the covers over my mother start to stir.  Sure enough, 
they soon were pulled back and the sleepy face of my mom poked out.

“What the hell?” she groaned sleepily, “Dear god, don’t tell me you girls are 
at it already!”

If there’s one thing I can say about my mom, it’s that she is definitely NOT 
a morning person, especially when it comes to sex.  On the other hand, while 
I’m not exactly what you would call a morning person when it comes to getting 
up and going to class or whatever, for some reason as a rule I am always the 
horniest when I first wake up.  Maybe it has something to do with my dreams, 
I don’t know.

All I DO know is that unless I have to REALLY pee, the first thing I do every 
morning before getting out of bed it to masturbate.  Many times, even if I 
get fucked first thing in the morning, I STILL masturbate.  It may be all in 
my head but if I don’t, then for the rest of the morning I can’t concentrate 
or focus on much of anything else other than the “need” between my legs.  
Once I get myself off I have no problem going back and spending the rest of 
the morning in bed as I would classify myself much more as a “night person” 
when it comes to my overall lifestyle.

Actually, this difference between my mom and me works out pretty well for us.  
When my dad makes a morning visit to my bedroom before he leaves for work, 
she just sleeps in and enjoys the quiet.  Don’t get me wrong, it doesn't mean 
she just ignores whatever is happening to her husband, especially when it’s 
going on right next to her.  Like now, she just gets this “I can’t believe 
this” look on her face.

With all the commotion, my dad would’ve had to be unconscious not to 
recognize something was going on and sure enough, after a couple of loud 
snorts, his eyes opened to little slits.  He started to move but soon 
realized that with his niece planted on his cock he wasn't going anywhere too 
easily, even if she did weigh less than half he did.  I reached up and kissed 
him on the cheek (give me a break - this isn’t the movies where morning 
breath doesn’t exist!).

“Happy Father’s Day daddy!” I whispered to him, “Like your present?”

From the look in his eyes I could see he was still mostly out of it.  That 
didn't deter Kristi, who must have figured since he was awake there was no 
sense being subtle anymore and so she started to rapidly rise and fall on his 
stiff dick.  Obviously, it got a reaction from him!

“God damn, now THIS is a wakeup call!” he whispered in a voice hoarse from 
sleep.

We all laughed, even my mom.  Then, out of the corner of my eye, I was a bit 
surprised to see some movement under the covers that looked suspiciously like 
she was playing with herself.  It was pretty unusual to see her masturbate 
before noon, no matter what was going on around her, so this was one for the 
record books (or at least my diary).  I didn't say anything to her and 
pretended not to notice but it made me feel good to know she was getting 
turned on seeing her niece cousin riding her husband like she was in some 
sort of rodeo.

Taking a breather, Kristi leaned down and kissed my dad on the other cheek.  
As she did, her perky boobs grazed the hair covering his chest and I saw her 
wiggle to run it over her sensitive boobs and nipples.  I couldn't blame her 
as I enjoyed doing exactly the same thing when I rode my dad.  His abundant 
chest hair was soft and fuzzy, unlike the more stiff pubic hair that covered 
his crotch.  It was like running a feather duster over your boobs!  As she 
leaned forward, his cock drew out of her pussy and I moved behind her to get 
a better view.

With my front row seat I watching as my dad’s dick slid in and out of her 
sweet little pussy as she humped her ass up and down while at the same time 
leaning over him to allow him to suck her boobs.  It wasn't long before it 
got to me and my hand began to rub my own pussy wishing he was in me instead.  
Well, for the moment she could have him but I knew it wasn't going to be long 
before a finger up my pussy just wasn't going to be enough.  Damn, my pussy 
was practically wetting the bed as I gazed at his cock which was now coated 
with my cousin’s pussy juices as it slid in and out of her tight little cunt.

My dad’s hands gripped Kristi’s tight ass cheeks and pulled them apart as he 
squeezed them.  Her asshole was in plain view and I watched him play with it 
with his fingers as she humped him.  Normally, anal sex is NOT a turn-on for 
me but Kristi’s ass was so incredibly cute and smooth for once I couldn't 
take my eyes off of it.  Her asshole was pink and tight, without any sign of 
stain or even darkness in skin tone around it.

Suddenly I had an idea – a positively naughty one at that!  Crawling up on 
the bed between his legs, I licked my fingers and then reached out and 
pressed my index finger to the entrance of her asshole.  Slowly but surely I 
started to put pressure on it but she was so incredibly tight it wouldn't go 
in!  Damn, how did she even take a shit with an asshole this tight?  Finally 
I found the right method and my finger slid in up to the first knuckle.

“Oh wow Uncle John!” I heard her groan, obviously thinking my dad was doing 
it to her.  I pushed a little harder, this time getting my finger in until it 
was up to the next knuckle.  She pushed back and my finger finally went in 
all the way.  Good lord, I had my finger up my cousin’s butt!

Despite my trepidations about playing with my cousin’s ass, Kristi seemed to 
be enjoying it.  She stayed bent over and just used her hips to lift up and 
down on my dad’s cock while my finger just stuck in her asshole like it was a 
cork.

“Ummmmm, Kelly?” she questioned as she looked back and realized who’s finger 
was in her, “Oh Kelly, you naughty girl!” she teased me as she turned her 
head away again.  She wiggled her ass a little extra, obviously for my 
benefit (and hers as it turned out as well).

A few minutes of this was more than enough for me as the whole thing was 
starting to freak me out.  I pulled my finger out and even though it looked 
clean, I immediately ran to the bathroom to wash my hands – with LOTS of soap 
and water.  Well, I tried but there is just something about the whole anal 
thing that makes me shiver – and not with delight.

When I came back, Kristi was rocking slowly on him but now sitting upright 
once again with his hands on her boobs.  They were small enough he could cup 
them in his hands and cover them like a human bra, which would be about as 
close to any bra those boobs ever saw.  Well, enough was enough.  He was MY 
dad.  This was Father’s Day, not Uncle’s Day, and thus he should be fucking 
ME!

“OK cuz, my turn,” I said gently, trying not to be too pushy but the tone in 
my voice should have been unmistakable.

“Ahhhhhh, c’mon Kelly, just a little longer,” she whined, about the exact 
response I get when I baby-sit and the kid is being told it was bedtime.

“Kristi!” I said, a little more sternly this time.  Again, it was like when I 
babysat and had to tell the kid yet again it was time for bed.  I used the 
same tone of voice and Kristi just looked at me and stuck her tongue out.  
Dang it, she was being such an annoying little tramp!

“Mom!” 

It was my turn to do the whining and who better to complain to but my mom.  
Fortunately, she took my side this morning.

“Kristi baby, why don’t you let him fuck Kelly for a while now..  it IS 
Father’s Day you know.”

I looked at her with triumph in my face and she just frowned but she did lift 
off his dick and it flopped all wet to his stomach where it laid there 
waiting for my pussy.  I wasn't going to let it stay cold for long as my 
pussy was hot and ready to warm it back up again.  My cousin had been riding 
him for a while now so I figured it was time for something different.  I 
turned my back to him and then laid down in bed along side of him, pressing 
my bare ass against his hips.  He quickly got the hint and twisted himself 
over to get in behind me and I felt his hard dick pressing against the small 
of my back as he put his arm around me and cupped my breasts in his hand.

“Couldn't wait any longer, eh?” he whispered in my ear, “My little slut just 
had to have her daddy’s cock, didn't she?”

It was all part of a game the two of us liked to play.  The primary reason we 
even HAD sex was for HIS pleasure and for me to satisfy him (as any daughter 
should for her father).  As part of that, I knew he loved it when I made it 
seem like it was me that wanted it more than anything rather than him.  He 
loved to hear me beg him to fuck me and to tell him how much I loved having 
sex with him.

Now don’t get me wrong, it’s not that I don’t enjoy him fucking me, it’s just 
that when it comes to sex with my dad, it’s all about him so far as I am 
concerned.  I mean face it, as a half-way decent looking girl I can get laid 
in a heartbeat if I’m really horny so I don’t NEED my dad to fuck me so far 
as just sex goes.  Think about it... how many men over forty will ever get 
the chance to fuck a girl half his age?  Sure he did me mostly because he 
loved me but even though he’s foremost my dad, he is STILL a man and as such 
has all the lusts and desires any man would have for a girl like me.  The 
fact that I can satisfy those desires such that he is not tempted by adultery 
is what makes incest with him so special.

“Oh daddy, I want your hard dick in me so bad,” I moaned softly, playing 
directly to his fragile male ego, “Oh yes daddy, fuck me daddy!” “Hey, why 
don’t you two turn over so we can watch?”

My dad was just reaching down for his cock when my mom cut in and we both let 
out of groan at the interruption.  Rather than debate and waste more time, I 
jumped out of bed and then climbed back in from the middle as my dad turned 
over.

On the other side of the bed I noticed my mom and Kristi were laying 
together, my mom behind Kristi as they nestled their nude bodies together.  
What I would have given for a camera just then as this was not something I 
got to see very often.  Although my mom grew up playing with her sister from 
the time they were barely teenagers, she was not exactly what I would call 
bisexual.  Indeed, she was my first woman but then I am her daughter, which 
put a whole different perspective on the issue compared to making out with 
one of my friends.

So far as I knew, my mom hadn’t into other girls before she got married and 
even after marriage, although technically oral sex is not an act of adultery, 
she still never got it on with any of her friends or even a stranger woman.  
Knowing this, you can understand why seeing her own nude body cuddle up to 
Kristi, her hand reach over her niece’s silky smooth body and down to her wet 
pussy, was indeed a sight to remember!

I twisted and squirmed until I was on my side, facing my cousin with my mom 
behind her, looking over her shoulder to see me.  I grinned at them both as 
my dad worked his way back into position again, lifting my upper leg up and 
over his to expose my hungry pussy to them.  He reached around me and grabbed 
his cock, rubbing it against my pussy slit and clit.  A soft main escaped 
from me as his hard dick head rubbed up against my swollen clit.

“Oh daddy, that feels so good!” I whispered huskily.

“C’mon John, you gonna to fuck her or what?” my mom teased him from the 
opposite side of the bed.  Kristi was squirming a bit now as I saw my mom had 
one finger bent and in her pussy, slowly stroking it in and out of her.

“Just hold your horses Mary, I’m working on it!” he retorted in the same her 
he does when she is nagging at him to take out the garbage.

My thoughts about her were interrupted when I gasped as his swollen dick 
found the mark and his cock head pierced me just enough to get the tip inside 
of me and maybe half the head.  That was followed by another push and then 
another as he lunged his hips forward, each time driving his dick into me 
like a pile driver, forcing it into me little bit more each time until 
finally I had all of his cock contained inside of me.

“Mmmmmmm, I love it in me daddy... fuck me daddy,” I moaned, closing my eyes 
so I could concentrate on his dick in me.  As much as I loved seeing my mom 
and Kristi watching, I wanted to think about nothing but my dad’s dick in me 
at this moment.  It felt so large and warm in me, like a hot sausage fresh 
out of the oven covered with butter as it slid in and out of my pussy that 
was drenched with my pussy juices.

This was a lot easier than yesterday out on the boat, where we had to be 
careful nobody got too close and the wakes from the boat made it difficult at 
times to keep our balance.  At the same time, there was something exciting 
about being fucked by your dad as people drove by in their jet skis and 
pontoon boats, none of them having a clue as to what was happening in our 
boat!  His dick had felt so good in me that I wanted to yell out to them, “My 
daddy’s fucking me!” but even I knew that it probably wouldn’t have been a 
good idea.

My dad fucked me like this for a while and then must have decided it was time 
for a change as he pulled out of me and twisted me over onto my back.  He 
took my knees in my hands and spread my legs apart, leaving my pussy wide 
open and waiting for him to renew his assault on it.  Needless to say, it 
didn't have to wait long.  As soon as I was ready, he was on top of me with 
his dick pressing against my stomach as he slid it down into position.  He 
was holding himself off me as he rested on his elbows, my boobs pressed 
against his hairy chest.

Of the ways my dad fucked me over the years, this was my favorite position.  
When he was on top of me and I laid under him in total submission, it was as 
close to having him take me as his own as at any there time.  At this moment 
I was completely under his domination with no say whatsoever in what happened 
next.  My dad was so much bigger and stronger than me that with him pinning 
me to the bed, I had no choice other than to take whatever he gave me.  
Fortunately for me, that was almost always his erect dick.

Without using his hands, he swiveled his hips around to position his dick 
once again at the entrance to my pussy.  As wet as I was from the previous 
fucking he had given it, he was able to easily enter me again and immediately 
rammed his cock all the way into me.

“Fuck me!” I cried out as the most incredible sensations emanated from my 
pussy and filled my entire body with the most glorious feelings of pleasure.  
Not a bad deal when you looked at it – being able to please your dad while at 
the same time getting laid!

My dad’s arm reached under my knee and lifted my leg up in the air, leaving 
my other leg flat on the bed.  This had the combined effect of letting him 
push just a little bit deeper in me while the improved angle also gave my mom 
and cousin a better view as well – and they were both watching intently.  
Kristi was fondling her breasts while my mom was still slowly working her 
pussy, not enough to distract her from me and my dad, but enough I was sure 
Kristi was well aware of what she was doing.

My mom’s not exactly what you would call tall but Kristi is so petite she 
looked like a little girl against my mom’s nude body.  Every now and then she 
would jerk just a little as my mom would touch her clit or some other 
sensitive spot.  When it comes to making your pussy feel good, either with 
her mouth or hand, not many women are in my mom’s league!

Between my BJ, Kristi playing cowgirl, and now me, my dad was about ready to 
explode.  Actually, I was hoping he would as he was breathing hard and his 
face was turning red to the point I was starting to worry about him.

“Cum all over her tits!” Kristi encouraged him, “C’mon Uncle Jim, shoot it 
all over her.”

That dang little slut!  I turned my head towards her and glared.  She grinned 
mischievously at me and I knew exactly what she was up to.  Kristi knew as 
well as anyone that I’m no fan of being sprayed with cum.  In fact, if I had 
my way the only place a guy would ever cum would be in my pussy or my mouth.  
Kristi, on the other hand, was a regular little cum slut who seemed to get 
off on seeing how much of her body she could get coated in cum at any one 
time.  To me, it was just a mess and waste of perfectly good sperm.

“No... cum in my pussy daddy,” I said to him, resisting the urge to say 
something nasty to Kristi.  “You know I love it when you give it to me 
there.”

“Ahhhhhh, almost there,” he groaned as he began to pump me fast and hard with 
his dick.  I gave Kristi a look of defiance.  I knew my dad better than she 
did, even if he did fuck her all the time when I was at school.  Once his 
dick was planted in me and ready to cum, he wouldn't pull out of me no matter 
what happened.

“You can do it daddy,” I whispered, humping my hips under him.  I was 
starting to feel my own orgasm beginning to gain strength and I knew it just 
need a match to light it, like a room full of gas needing a spark to explode.

“Give me your cum daddy…..mate me…pump your sperm deep in me,” I begged, 
pleading with him no-stop.

“Oh yeah!” he groaned as his back arched and he threw his head back.  Then he 
thrust himself forward in me as hard as he could, driving me backwards into 
the pillows at the head of the bed as his cock buried itself as deep in me as 
he could force it.  Then he lowered his head and leaned forward, grimacing as 
he held back as long as he could.  Finally, he let out a deep breath and I 
gasped as I felt his ass thrust even harder into me and the first load of 
incestuous cum spurted from his cock into his daughter’s waiting womb.

As I felt his cum being released in me, fulfilling his innate desire to mate 
me, it set off my own orgasm and my pussy clamped down on his cock, trying to 
hold it deep inside of me, trying to keep his sperm as deep in me as 
possible.  The thought of my father taking me, thrusting himself into me, 
releasing his cum into me in the most intimate form possible, set me off like 
a bomb had exploded in my pussy.

“OH MY GOD!” I cried out, not caring if the people in the adjoining rooms 
could hear.

All I cared about at that instant was my dad’s dick in me as it pumped one 
load after another into me.  Each time he thrust I felt a warm release deep 
inside of me and then, just as it was fading away, the next would explode in 
me.  It felt like every fiber of my body was screaming out of control with 
pure sexual lust.  A flood of tears poured down my cheeks as my emotions went 
completely out of control, confusing the love and happiness that stemmed from 
his display of love for me with the sadness of it being over already.

“Oh daddy... oh daddy, I love you so much!” I cried out to him, wrapping my 
legs around him as he completed his delivery and held himself in me, my pussy 
convulsing around his spent dick as my orgasm raged on.

My world had shrunk down to just me and him as the hotel room and even my mom 
and cousin faded into the dim background.  The only thing that existed, the 
only thing that I cared about, was being joined with my father, his still 
hard cock inside of me making us one.  My body’s thermostat went out of whack 
as one moment I was burning up and sweating; then the next it felt like I was 
freezing with goose bumps raising all over me only to be replaced by the 
sweats again.

His hot breath brushed against my face as he struggle to catch his breath.  
Finally he just groaned and rolled over on his side, his arms too weak to 
continue holding himself off of me.  I felt his dick slip out of me and my 
hand immediately cupped my crotch as it felt suddenly cold and empty.

Like a blur, Kristi was up and bent over him, hurrying to suck the cum off 
her uncle’s cock.  It was like when a dog has been waiting at your side when 
you’re eating and then gets offered a bone.  From the way she was licking and 
sucking his slowly dwindling cock, I could only imagine how good his dick 
must taste now that it was covered with a mixture of my pussy juices and his 
sperm.  I poked a finger in my pussy and then put it to my mouth, taking a 
taste of it for myself.  God it tasted so good.  I had learned when I started 
masturbating how good my pussy tasted, especially after an orgasm, and with 
my dad’s sperm as seasoning, it was all the better.

I turned to my mom and she just smiled at me and then she winked, which I 
took as a sign that I had done good by her.  Her approval was a perfect 
example of what was so wonderful about my mom and dad’s marriage.  They both 
loved each other unequivocally and trusted each other so implicitly that she 
could watch her husband fuck her daughter and be totally comfortable with it.  
She knew who his true love really was and was confident that no matter how 
much Kristi and I may address his more base male needs, he would always come 
back to her for her love.


Chapter 4 – Heading to My Uncle Jim’s House
===========================================

My dad eventually got up to take a shower, leaving the three of us to rest on 
the bed together.  We were all a bit exhausted, even my mom seemed to be 
tired although I suspected that was as much a holdover from yesterday’s 
activities as anything.  Maybe it was a good thing Rick hadn’t been able to 
make it over after all.  With my eighteen year-old hunk of a cousin around 
she would have been a LOT busier yesterday than just driving the boat and 
watching her husband screw his daughter and niece!  

It wasn't until then I noticed the clock and saw it already almost 10AM!  Gee 
whiz, not only we need to check out in an hour, but most of the morning was 
already shot.  My mom and dad debated our options and finally decided we 
would just have to put off going to the lake again and head home.  At least 
everyone was in better shape than we were last night after a day of sun and 
boating.  Personally, I wouldn't have minded just hanging around the marina 
for a while, flirting with the boys that were always present and who knows, 
maybe suck a little new cock.  Well, I guess you can’t have everything.

We packed up and soon we were back on the road heading north to Pittsburgh.  
By the time we got back it was well after noon so we just dropped Kristi off 
at her house and headed home to pick up a few things and straighten up.  
Fortunately, my ever efficient mom had already fixed a couple of trays of 
veggies so she was ready to go in that regard.

I ventured up to my bedroom to find another bikini to wear.  My Aunt Shari 
was a bit of a prude (understatement of the year) and if I dared to wear the 
one I had worn at the lake, she would have flipped.  Granted, there was 
nothing about the thong that was actually visible in back but a few strings, 
but it covered the essentials up front – barely.  My mom had to put up with 
the brunt of my Aunt’s complaints about me and so to help her out a bit I 
grabbed one that was a little more conservative, at least by my standards.  
It was still borderline so far as the public pool dress code went, but it at 
least covered a few square inches of my ass and my boobs weren’t threatening 
to fall out if I bent over.

Searching my dresser, I grabbed a pale pink wrap and tied it around me, 
leaving just the bikini top on above.  One look in the mirror confirmed that 
my hair was a disaster from the lake water, even though I had washed it back 
at the hotel.  There was no time to fool with it so I just pulled it back in 
a ponytail and let it go at that.  A pair of black flat sandals and I was 
ready to go!

Back downstairs, my mom gave me the once-over and just shook her head in mock 
despair.  She knew that though I may be twenty-two, to my Aunt I’m still my 
mom’s little girl and she knew she would probably hear no end of it later 
today when Aunt Shari got a look at me.  Now if only she had some idea of 
what I had been doing the past year with her husband and son, then she would 
REALLY have something to say.  Even that would be nothing in comparison to 
her reaction to finding out that her own husband and his brother had been 
fucking her fourteen year-old daughter!  Of course, I would never mention 
anything about that to her but when she was being her usual bitchy self, it 
helped me to ignore her knowing the naughty secrets I kept in the back of my 
mind.

My aunt and uncle lived north of the city in an upscale community.  With the 
holiday traffic the tunnels and bridges were a mess so it took a lot longer 
than usual to get there.  Entering their driveway, I noticed that our SUV was 
the only vehicle so it didn't look like anyone else was there.  True, it 
wasn't suppose to be anything big today anyway, most likely just our two 
families.  It seemed that since their girls had gotten married and moved away 
that my Uncle Paul and Aunt Julie didn’t come around as often.  They only 
lived a little bit south of us so I didn't know what their real problem was.  
Dad had never been as close to his older brother as he was to Uncle Jim, 
probably due to the greater age difference.

My mom’s father had died quite a while ago but my dad’s parents were both 
still alive and kicking.  Had they been home we probably would have been 
gathering up at their house which was north quite a ways in Grove City.  
Thankfully they were off this year on some Alaskan cruise for a few weeks so 
we were spared the trip.  After our trip to West Virginia I would have hated 
another two hour drive to get to their place.

Being family, we just walked in the front door but it seemed nobody was home 
until we got back to the kitchen.  The kitchen dining area opened out to the 
back yard where the in-ground pool was and it was there we found them all.  
My Uncle Jim was fooling with the propane tank on the grill, giving some sort 
of series of instructions to my cousin Rick.

Rick was eighteen but was soon to be nineteen in about another month.  
Mmmmmmm, he just got better by the day and I realized it had been a while 
since he and I had been together.  I looked at my mom and caught her 
eyeballing Rick and I knew she must have been thinking the same thing as me.  
She looked my way and our eyes met and we both grinned a bit at each other’s 
antics

My cousins Kate and Tammy were splashing about in the pool.  I suspected that 
Kate, now sixteen, was really a secret experimental clone of her mom.  Of 
course, she was in an ultra- conservative one-piece suit but it wouldn't have 
surprised she to see her in one of those 1900 era swim suits that covered 
your arms and legs as well.  It was a shame, really, as she was quite a 
pretty girl and I knew she has to be fending off every perverted boy in 
school but she was determined to keep herself “pure” for marriage and I had 
no doubt that included kissing and masturbation.

Tammy, on the other hand, was at fourteen the exact opposite of her sister.  
With just two weeks to go before her fifteenth birthday, she was well on her 
way to taking up our family tradition of being the class slut.  I couldn't 
help but feel a bit of pride in my role towards that achievement although 
truth be told, she was a born flirt.  In many ways, she reminded me of a 
younger Kristi with her slim body and pre-teen look.  It was hard to believe 
she was any older than eleven or twelve, let alone fifteen!

Tammy had virtually unlimited potential as a slut – just ask her brother and 
his friends!  I noticed she wasn't in her usual two piece suit but instead 
was actually wearing a legitimate bikini.  Damn, how had she ever talked her 
mom into THAT?  I had to poke my dad in the ribs as he was staring at her, 
probably wondering the same thing.

Aunt Shari was getting the picnic table ready under the deck awning.  She 
really wasn't all that bad looking, maybe a few extra pounds here and there, 
but unfortunately was a complete and utter prude.  My uncle had confided in 
my dad, who then confided in me, that she was pretty wild in the bed when 
they had first gotten married but three kids seemed to have taken it out of 
her and these days he was lucky to get laid period.  No wonder he loved 
fucking me and my mom so much!  Too bad he was such a pain in the ass 
sometimes!


Chapter 5 – Dad Does Me in the Kitchen
======================================

After the initial formalities and greetings, I jumped in the pool with the 
rest of my cousins and we played around while the parents got lunch ready.  
It wasn't anything special, steaks for the dads with hamburgers and hotdogs 
for the rest of us.  After all the exercise I’d had this weekend already, a 
hotdog or two wasn't going to hurt the hips too badly so I dug in and had my 
fill.  My Aunt Shari couldn't help but use my appetite as an excuse to needle 
my mom.

“Hmmmmmm, you better keep an eye on Kelly over there Mary.  With all she’s 
eating, it won’t take much and that that bikini may just pop right off her.”

My mom just rolled her eyes at the poorly disguised dig at my bikini.  
Personally, I didn't care as I had seen how Rick and my uncle had looked at 
me when I took the wrap off and as long as they liked it, then I didn't 
really care what my bitchy aunt had to say about it.

For the next hour or so, we just played in the pool or got some sun while our 
parents talked about whatever it is people their age do.  Finally, all the 
Diet Coke I had been drinking began to take its toll and I headed to the 
house to use the bathroom.  I didn't think anyone had noticed other than my 
mom who never missed ANYTHING.

It didn't take long to pee and on my way back I looked out the kitchen window 
over the sink from where I could survey the entire pool area.  My mom, aunt 
and uncle were under the umbrella to the side, facing away from the house to 
keep one eye on the pool.  My cousins were busy in the pool and didn't seem 
to be missing me, which was fine by me.  Rick was standing up at the edge, 
tossing a Frisbee back and forth to Kate who was in the middle of the pool, 
trying to tread water and catch the Frisbee at the same time.  God he looked 
good in his swim shorts.  His stomach was flat as a board and it as easy to 
see why her was one of the top wrestlers in the county.

I should have been getting back to the poll but my pussy ached and I thought 
once again how long it had been since my sexy cousin had fucked me.  with his 
impressive cock He may not be the greatest when it comes to technique, but in 
the stamina department he was the gold medal winner.  God, he had come in me 
at least three times in the past and STILL been hard as a rock, ready to go 
again.

My hand somehow magically found itself between my legs and I pulled the 
bikini bottom to the side so I could play with myself.  God I wished it was 
Rick feeling me up about now!  I moaned softly as I watched him by the pool, 
dreaming of his dick sliding in me from behind, his crotch slapping up 
against my bare ass.

Then, like in a dream, it actually DID feel like he was pushing his dick 
against my pussy and it took me a few seconds to realize what was really 
happening.  It dawned on me that the one person missing from the back yard 
was my dad.  Well, duh, now I knew where he was!  I started to turn around to 
face him but he held me by the hips and pushed me against the sink counter 
top.

“Don’t turn around, keep watching,” he whispered in my ear, his hands moving 
off my hips and around to my ass instead.  “He turns you on, doesn’t he?”

“Oh daddy!” I protested in vain.

“That’s OK, I understand.  What I wouldn't give to be his age again.” Then he 
laughed and continued, “What your mother wouldn't give for me to be his age 
again.  From what she tells me, he never goes soft.”

That would be my mom.  It felt a little odd to have a boy like Rick prefer my 
mother over me.  Frankly, I didn't like it for a boy to prefer ANY woman over 
me but in this case I guess I could understand.  My mom refers to it as her 
“Mrs.  Robinson thing” from some old movie where a college kid was seduced by 
an older woman but in this case I think it was more mutual.  Rick still 
fucked me now and then but I felt like it was more like I was his backup plan 
for when he couldn't have my mom.  Oh well, so long as he could fuck as long 
and hard as he did, I could live with second place, especially if it was my 
mom who was ahead of me.

“You want his dick in you, don’t you,” my dad continued on.  He was rubbing 
his cock up against my pussy.  I still had my thing pulled to the side and he 
could run the head of his cock around my exposed pussy hole and then up and 
down my wet slit.

“Oh god yes,” I answered in a husky voice, dripping with lust.

“C’mon, tell me what you want,” my dad insisted.  He had his cock positioned 
at my pussy hole, as if he was waiting for my answer before doing anything 
else.

“Oh daddy, I want his big dick in me,” I gasped as I felt his cock start to 
push up against me, “I’m sorry daddy, I want him to fuck me.”

That was apparently the cue for my dad to push up against me and I felt his 
dick head spread my pussy apart and enter me.  I was practically lifted off 
my feet as I stood on my toes and let him push his dick upwards into me.  My 
dad lifted my left leg up until it was on the cold counter top, making me 
lean over while my pussy was spread open for him.

“Yeah, look at him... you want to feel his dick in you don’t you, just like 
mine is in you now.”

“But I like it when you’re in me daddy.”

“Sure you do, sure you do... but whose dick were you just looking at when you 
were playing with yourself in here like some dirty slut?”

I started to say something in my defense when my dad grabbed my ass and 
squeezed it to steady me as he bent his knees slightly to let himself slip 
most of the way out of me and then he quickly straightened up again, driving 
his dick back in me again.  I couldn't take my eyes off of Rick, wondering 
what he would say if he knew just now my daddy was fucking me in place of 
him.  It’s not like he didn't know my dad fucked me.  Like most things with 
sex so far as I am concerned, it wasn't just the physical act of being 
fucked, it was the emotional side that counted more than anything.

“Yeah, you like this, don’t you,” he growled, “You love getting some cock 
with all of them right outside.  Shit Kelly, you’re such a fucking little 
slut.”

Just then Tammy pulled herself out of the water.  Her swim suit was a bit out 
of whack so she stood at the edge of the pool, reaching her fingers under it 
to tug it back into place.  My dad’s next thrust was especially hard into me!

“Oh yeah, look at her, she’s barely got tits but god her pussy felt so good 
when I fucked her last week.  You like your daddy fucking your little 
cousin?”

It felt so naughty, so forbidden to be doing this right in the kitchen with 
my relatives not thirty feet away.  I’m sure my uncle would have loved it but 
the thought of my Aunt Shari walking in and discovering us just got me all 
the hornier.  My mother would have probably told us to behave and most likely 
just walked back out shaking her head as she had learned long ago not to even 
try to stop my dad once he got going with me.  I imagined Tammy would have 
been turned on while Kate would probably faint dead away if she caught my dad 
fucking me, let alone doing her little sister.

With Tammy unknowingly putting herself on display, it was my turn to tease my 
dad.

“Look at her daddy, look at her tiny ass, wouldn't you like to have her right 
now,” I somehow managed to get out between his hard thrusts.  “Mmmmmmm, look 
at her little boobs, wouldn't they taste good right now?”

“Shit!” was all he said as he continued to fuck me, “God I’m going to cum.”

“You want to cum in her, don’t you dad?”

“You know it!”

“That’s it daddy, cum in me like you want to cum in her,” I panted as he 
fucked me harder with each stroke.  “Imagine her little pussy trying to hold 
all your cum.  Think how tight she would be right now, how hard it would be 
to push yourself into her tiny pussy.”

“Oh god yes!” he exclaimed as he started to ejaculate.  

My dad held himself deep in me, his crotch up against my ass, his dick 
throbbing as it pumped one load after another of sperm into me.  He didn't 
take long to finish and as soon as he was done he quickly pulled himself out 
of me and set me back on the floor on both feet, spinning me around to face 
him.  His wet dick pressed against my stomach as he held himself close to me 
and kissed me with all the lust and passion that had been released in him.

“I love you daddy!” I whispered to him between my lips.

“Love you too baby,” he replied in a deep voice laden with his remaining lust 
as he rubbed his dick against me, smearing my stomach with the remainder of 
his cum that was on his dick.

Then I felt his cum starting to drain from me and I quickly reached for a 
paper towel to clean myself off.  First I took care of my stomach, wiping off 
any traces of his cum.  Then I patted my pussy, soaking up the remaining cum 
that was draining from me, not to mention a little that had dripped down my 
leg and even a few spots on the floor under me.  Wow, he must have cum in me 
a lot more than I had thought!

In the meantime, my dad had tucked his softening dick back in his swim 
shorts.  He was still semi-erect – a fact that was clearly noticeable still.  
As for me, I rearranged my bikini bottom which was still wet from the pool so 
I figured any additional cum from inside of me wouldn't be noticed.  We 
hadn’t finished a moment too soon as I saw my Aunt suddenly get up and 
practically bolt for the kitchen door!

“Dad!” I whispered sharply, “Red alert – Aunt Shari!”

My dad, clearly aware of the state of the union below his belt, hustled out 
of the kitchen towards the bathroom.  No sooner had he left the kitchen than 
the sliding door opened and in walked Aunt Shari, heading like an arrow 
straight for the oven.

“Darn, I hope these didn't burn!” she mused, ignoring me for the moment which 
wasn't all that unusual when you came down to it.  She must have been upset 
as “darn” was as close to a swear word as she would come.  Then she seemed to 
notice me for the first time and looked around at me.

“What are you still doing in here Kelly?”, she asked with an accusing eye as 
if I was out to steal the family silver or something.  “Ah…I just came in for 
something to drink,” I stammered, lamely hunting for any excuse.

“Well, there’s plenty outside, just ask next time and I’ll get it for you.”


Chapter 6 – The End of Father’s Day
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Fortunately given how fast she had rushed in, together with the burnt odor 
arising from the oven, I knew there was no way she could smell my dad’s sex 
on me.  Still, I knew better than to push it so I quickly made my way outside 
and went straight to the pool and jumped in.  The water was warm but it still 
felt like ice water had been poured on my hot pussy!  God, talk about a cure 
for horniness.  Too bad my dad couldn't jump in now; his cock would be down 
to nothing in seconds!  In any case, the chlorine would mask any residue of 
sex so at least now I didn't have to worry about that.

My dad emerged from the house about five minutes later.  I tried to watch 
without being too obvious as my mom got up and met him before he even got to 
the table where my Aunt had brought a tray of burnt cookies.  She said 
something to my dad and then looked over at me and I could tell from the 
expression on her face we were busted!  Well, that just goes to show one 
reason I’ve always been open and honest with my mom.  No matter how hard I 
try I’ve never been able to lie or hide anything from her.  Besides, she 
undoubtedly had it all figured out anyway when she realized that my dad and I 
were alone in the house for so long.  Even so, I was curious if she knew 
WHERE we had done it.  Now THAT would have probably pissed her off as she 
didn't like it when we took such risks.

It was another couple of hours before we finally returned home.  We had been 
snacking all afternoon so dinner wasn't necessary.  Once my parents retired 
to the family room to watch TV, I walked into my dad’s closet and picked out 
a nice light blue dress shirt for me to wear.  It looked almost new which 
meant my mom wouldn’t be thrilled I was wearing it but it was Father’s Day 
and so I wanted to look good for him.

Dropping the rest of my clothes to the floor and kicking them under the bed 
to be dealt with later, I put the shirt on and checked myself out in the 
mirror.  I debated whether to button it or not and finally compromised by 
fastening two the lower half.  The shirt hung down practically to my knees 
but the sides were cut such that most of my thighs were visible.  Yep, this 
was the look I was hoping for.  On the one hand it appeared at first to be a 
little conservative yet with a hint of naughty when you considered it was all 
I was wearing.

I started to head downstairs and then remembered I had forgotten something 
important.  I hurried back to my room and grabbed the card I had bought for 
my dad a few days earlier.  Back I went downstairs where my parents had 
assumed their standard positions in their designated LazyBoy recliners.

“Happy Father’s Day!” I announced as I ran down the stairs and handed him the 
card.  I stood next to the chair as he opened it and listened to him read it 
aloud.  It was some sappy Hallmark card and I really hadn’t even worried 
about the words.  What was important were the ones I added to the end.

“Daddy, Thanks you so much for everything you do for me.  I love so very 
much!  Your little girl forever, Kelly”

“Ahhhhhh baby, this is sweet,” my dad said, reaching around me and pulling me 
in closer with his hand blatantly planted on my ass but still on the outside 
of the shirt.

“I know you’ve already had me twice today daddy, but I just wanted you to 
know your little girl’s still available.”

I reached down and kissed him, reaching my hand out to steady myself as I 
lost my balance.  Of course it was pure coincidence that my hand landed 
squarely on his crotch (and if you believe that, let’s talk real estate!).  
He couldn't help but laugh as he took my hand away.

“Tell me something Kelly,” he started out, sounding ever so solemn.

“Yes daddy?” I answered, wondering what could be so serious at a time like 
this

“Don’t you EVER get enough?” he finished, followed by a burst of laughter and 
even my mom couldn't help but add a smile.

“Well... you know I would never say no to you daddy,” I purred, wiggling my 
ass slightly under his hand.

With that he pulled me onto his lap and we watched TV for a while.  I could 
feel his dick beginning to harden under me and my mouth rose into a sly 
smile.  Something told me this Father’s Day wasn't over yet!

THE END

  
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