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
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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
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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
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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
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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 alongside
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
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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
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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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