Richard Howard was in many respects, your typical parent. He went to work and slaved into late at night, occasionally stopping by the bar on the way home for a drink or two but always returned home to cook supper and just generally dote on his child. On the weekends when not slaving away on household duties he would spend as much time as possible with his only child, his little girl, Judy.

Just as Richard was the typical parent, Judy was very much  the typical teenager.  She studied hard for school, when it was convenient for her. Some of her friends could probably called “the wrong crowd.” Spends more time on her cell phone than what’s healthy. But while all of this typical rebelliousness, Judy Howard was still a good kid at the core.  Polite, thoughtful, she understood how hard it must have been for her father to shoulder the responsibility of raising a rambunctious six year old on his own. It was because of this that she loved him more than she could ever express.

However, while everything looked normal and everyday on the outside there was a deep dark secret that no one could ever know. They were in love with each other. Neither knew exactly how serious each other’s feeling for the other actually went. They shoved the feelings down fearing the worse possible outcome it the other ever found out.

These feeling though couldn’t remain hidden forever. They both seemed to be cracking at the seams. Richard retreated into solitude unearthing his old Smiths albums and fleeing as far away from her as possible. Judy spent more time with her friends trying to get him out of her mind. Though, she would still cling to him whenever they watched old movies together, just as they had done for all these years. It’s A Wonderful Life or Casablanca, they both valued watching the same classics countless times. She even made a effort to sit through his John Wayne films or his science fiction. As long as he was there., her trusty daddy pillow that would never abandon her, everything would be all right. No matter how far she would of liked to get away from him, she just couldn’t.

Things were perfect, but her heart was still breaking. Her father hadn’t smile on his own for a number of years. She only wanted one thing, for him to be happy. No one deserved a little happiness more than him. She so wanted to see him relax and be comfortable as he was once was. That’s why it had to be tonight. Here on her 19th birthday she was going to take a step into the forbidden. She was going to try to seduce her own father.

Judy Howard was given a pass everyday of the year. Richard had allowed her her freedom and spoiled her rotten especially on her birthday. Every year when her birthday rolled around Judy was allowed to do whatever she wanted. But every year it was the same. Watch one of her favorite movies with her father after she got stuffed on a favorite meal generously prepared by him. This year however, the freedom came in handy as she had told him that she would be cooking her supper and set forth to set a special mood for her attempted seduction. 

Red roses and tulips are as centerpiece. Light music, all of the preparations were put forward, allowing herself to stand back and gaze proudly at the shear cheesiness of it all. Upon first sight she may not seem like the stereotypical romanist with all of her piercings and tattoos, but that was all just a ploy to separate herself. She had grown up to be rather beautiful but always felt contemptuous about it because she always felt she looked like her mother. The same curly black hair and  tall thin body. She hated it. She was her own woman and wanted the world to see that.  You can never judge a book by the cover and that was surely the case with Judy Howard. As she stood there she basked in the classical romance feel of their home. She could just picture her father holding her there in the kitchen, dancing and laughing to the slow prefect melody she had chosen.

For Richard, he was at his wit’s end. Her birthday was supposed to be his special day too. It was his duty and joy to shower his daughter and make her birthday as special as he could. He could hardly focus.  As the clock ticked ever forwards to quitting time, his sketches began to get sloppier and sloppier. As a cartoonist and animator he just seemed to have a bad day. He just couldn’t get into the feel of the lines today. His mind buzzed with worries. Will she end up burning the biscuits again? Would she make biscuits? Had she been careful not to over season as she was prone too? Will I ever get to make her a birthday supper again?

Quitting time has finally arrived and a relieved Richard can finally rub his eyes and proceed to rush home. Laughing at the lack of progress that had been put forward today, he reclined. He didn’t care. He had his little girl at home waiting for him. He would have to make sure he stopped by the store though to get a card and flower as he always did. Sitting there with his big stupid grin he just couldn’t help but to dream a little dream of his princess. She was hardly a princess anyway wasn’t she? He didn’t care, she was his little girl and with any luck always will be. Only if he could stop thinking about her....

Before Richard knew it he was back home, in front of his door. In his hand he had his yearly pink carnation and a birthday card. He hoped she liked it. The selection wasn't very good and ultimately chose the one with the monkey. It had been years since he had last called her “his little monkey” after much campaigning by Judy. He knew she would appreciate the humor though, so with a deep breath he reached for the knob and went to see what awaited for him inside.

Instantly, the first thing that hit him was how odd the atmosphere was. Dim lighting, the smell of maple syrup whiffing through the air, light music playing in the background. For a brief moment, Richard Howard was confused. Had he gone into another person's home? This surely couldn't be Judy's doing. Far too romantic for a simple birthday dinner, wasn't it? But no, quickly stepping out of the question was without a doubt his daughter. Beautiful, wearing the same outfit she always wore but with her apron on over it. She looked so happy. Judy rushed forward to embrace her father. With a smile she stepped away and asked in her usual coy voice, "Are you hungry?"

Richard, now with a smile, shrugged off his worry and went to embrace his daughter yet again. "Smells like syrup, did you make waffles?"

Judy laughed and she flung her head back and led him to the kitchen. In front of the two was just as he had suspected, homemade waffles with a side of smoked sausage and fluffly light scrambled eggs made with whipping cream and a hint of basil.

"This is supposed to be your day, if you wanted your favorite supper I should of made it."

"Oh, I will be spoiled enough when you reveal my birthday gift. Anyways, today is your day too. I just wanted to say thank you for everything."

Judy twirled away taking off her apron and waiting by her chair.

As he pulled out her chair he looked softly at her and whispered, "The meal looks wonderful. Thank you."

With a giggle the two promptly got comfortable and dug into the meal that he had prepared for her on countless occasions.

*	*	*


"No, I really mean it. It was wonderful."

"Perfect?"

"Of course it was. I was delightfully surprised that nothing burnt this time. Ow!"

"That's not funny at all."

"Watch it. I don't want to break a plate here."

"What do you have butterfingers?"

"You're such a tease. So, what film will it be this time?"

"It's been a hard one this time. I wanted to pick something that we haven't seen in a while."

"So...."

"I think Laugh, Clown, Laugh."

Richard's face dropped. "I don’t think that it such a great film for your birthday. Come on, pick something cheerful."

"I'm in the mood for Laugh, Clown, Laugh. You love it so don't knock it. As I recall your copy is older than I am."

"I'm not knocking it but being your birthday we should watch something joyful and celebratorial."

"Lon Chaney is so sad. Remember what Swanson said about conveying emotions with looks? I feel that today I want to embrace you and watch it again. Be thankful that I have you here with me."

"Only if you insist and refuse everything else."

"Good. Laugh, Clown, Laugh it is."

And with that, Judy Howard had won another disagreement and ran off to prepare the film while her father finished putting away the dishes. The key is to do the dishes before you get comfortable. She looked down at the DVD she had chosen. Deep down she hated it. She could feel Tito's depression. To love someone with all of your life and know nothing could ever come of it. With any luck it would all change after tonight. By tomorrow, everything would be different. 

*	*	*

 "It's so sad, come on let's dance a little."

Richard found himself pulled to his feet before he knew it and in a forced slow dance his daughter. The film had made her so sad, all she wanted right now was just to slow dance with her father. It didn’t matter if there was no music just feeling his warm embrace was enough.

"You don't think she truly loved him like he loved her do you?"

"Agh, wait what? Erm...no, he was important to her but she wasn't in love with him."

"How could you tell? Why couldn't her true feelings of just not been conveyed fully?"

"She was young and beautiful. She had a bright future ahead of herself. She didn't want to lose him or see him unhappy but that doesn't mean she was in love him."

"I want to think she was. Tito was a good man, just like you. I know what it is like."

Richard frowned and stopped moving.

"The Count furfilled something within her. The fact that can be done proves she didn't love Tito like a lover. I think she would never be tempted away if that was the case. Not so easily anyways."

"You're right. Did you know I am in love? I tried to stop thinking about him but I can't. I can't even kiss someone else. Lord knows they've tried but I could only see him so couldn't. Didn't feel right."

"Someday, baby, someday he will go away so don't worry."

Judy's grip tightened. "I don't want him to go away. I know it. I can feel it in my bones, I love him more than anything. If he would give me just a moment to love him I know we would never regret it. I..I..I never want to let him go."

Richard began to get a little misty eyed. He had lost his little girl. She had had problems before that he couldn't fix but nothing like this. Now her heart was broken. He didn't know that she had ever been in love. Sure she hung out with boys, much to his dislike but it was none of his business. Who could steal her heart away and leave her with no hope? Whoever he was he was a idiot. This girl in his arms was the closest thing to perfection he had ever seen.

"Why don't you ask who or when?"

"It's none of my business. You have your own life. As glorious as it would be to meddle I can't. I don't even want to know."

"But your interested aren't you? He is kind and wonderful. He is everything anyone could want in a man."

"Stop. I don't need to know any of this."

Richard stood there cringing at hearing all of this. He didn't ever want to find out. He even began trying to struggle away from his little girl.

"No, I need to get it out. I love him and I know he cares about me. He's not seeing anyone but..."

"Does he know just how bad?"

"I don't think so, I think he is afraid of getting hurt so he doesn't want too."

Richard hated every minute of this. He didn't want to say it but knew it was the right thing to do.

"Then make a move. He would be a idiot if he couldn't love someone like you."

"Are you sure?“ Judy took a deep breath and huffed, “Alright then...." 

Judy looked up to her father grabbed him by the back of his head and pulled him in for a kiss. Richard, taken by surprised, went numb. His arms though quickly went right back around his daughter as he began to resepicate. His right hand slipping lower and lower to her bottom where squeezed tightly.

The two lovers were lost in a haze of lust. For too many years they had longed to be held by each other and now finally, there dream has come true. Judy jumped up wrapping her legs around her father as he slowly carried her back into his room onto their bed. The heat began to consume them, leading them tear off his overshirt. They tried to tear themselves off each other long enough to proclaim their love for each other but failed.

Richard finally realizing just what they were doing peels himself off her daughter. Looking longingly into each other's eyes.

"Are...Are you sure about this? We don't have to do this. M-muah.... I love you so much but you don't have to do this. I know you love me...."

"Oh, shut up...m-muah...I want this. I want this so much it hurts. Mmmmmuah......"

By now Richard was about at his limit. His cock thrusting against the wall of his jeans. Throbbing with pain, Richard lurched backwards allowing himself to stand on his knees with his precious Judy in-between them. Unbuckling his belt buckle, Judy's hands found there way onto his crotch. Rubbing slowing with her fingertips at first before applying a little more force. Judy, with inherited impatience just simply couldn't wait and helped her father's cock out of his underwear and began to stroke it with her right hand in a slow torturous rhythm.

"I have wanted to do this for so long-"

"Hmmm, all for you baby."

"I've never seen one for real, you know? Only in videos. I know their more freakish in size but are you average or smaller?"

"OW!" Richard jokingly acted hurt by Judy's ignorance. "Truth is I am average or a little more, I don't know."

Judy smiled. She didn't care. She had finally after all of these years of fantasizing about her father finally had her holy grail finally in her hands. She didn't care if he was being modest or too lost to focus it was her’s now and that's all that mattered.

"Before we continue you ought to know I think we should grab a towel before we start."

Richard absorbed in his pleasure didn't register that proclamation instantly.

"What! You mean-"

Judy couldn't let him finish. Instead with her lips tightly pursed together, just nodded in agreement.

"I couldn't. There were times when I just had to but couldn't....I..."

Richard took his hand and lightly stoked the side of her face telling her it was okay.

"I've been careful. I remember 'our talk.' I remember you hating to talk like that to me. But I remembered what you said. You seemed so... so genuine. It is special and I don't want anyone other than you. EVER!"

"I... I don't know what to say..."

"Exactly what you always wanted right? I stole a look at your computer sometimes, when you forgot to log out. Forgot to make sure I never saw. They were your favorite stories weren't they? The ones about the first time. Two people coming together and experiencing first love. Hmmm...."

"Damn and I tried to be so careful."

"Don't be angry. At first I didn't understand but glad to find out. I always wanted you. I figured it out though the rare times you would talk about...her. You never got to experience first love. You just grew up and went start into being mature. So I was careful. I only ever played with my clit. The rest was for you, always for you. I knew one day..."

"Judy..."

"No. I do, I really do love you. I learned from you. Take things carefully, be prepared. I knew what can happen, the consequences if we do this. But I want to try. If it won't last, I know, but we should try. I want something more and real and so do you. You hate boys my age and I could it see it too. Being around you ruined me. I never wanted a fling I wanted to experience the real thing, something I could never find out there. Let's us try this."

Richard was at a loss and began to cry. He had, like her, fallen in love so very long ago and couldn't think of anything else. Years of torturous celibacy, wanting to stay true to her.

"I'm going to get a towel. You stay just as you are. But don't think we won't have a long fucking talk after tonight."

Judy laughed and told him to make it quick.

Rushing back Richard threw the towel on the edge of the bed and attempted to fumble his way out of his clothes as fast as he could. He failed as he slipped and fell hard on his side. Judy's laughter rung throughout the room. Just for that I'm really going to make her squirm thought Richard as he finished taking off his socks and underwear. Richard slowly peeked on the mattress, smiling, looking at the little girl waiting him.

Peeling off his undershirt Richard slowly crawled towards his daughter with her legs up and tightly closed. Richard kissed her knees as he slowly massaged her legs. Kissing higher and higher, he slowly began to spread her legs before diving his face into the crotch of her jeans and tugging on them with his teeth. Judy's feminine smell basking out; he couldn't wait any longer. She would be lucky if he didn't just take hard right there.

But no, Richard had decided to make me pay. She had laughed as he stupidly fell over, she had to be punished. There Richard decided that the only way to truly make her pay was to beg him to stop. Richard's muscles rippled preparing to shed her clothes off. 

First her shoes, her jeans, then her socks before finally peeling away her panties revealing underneath a wonderful gorgeous pussy. Ripe with hair. Richard's mind reeled at the revelation that just perhaps his little girl had grown up to become a big girl after all.

Richard could of gotten sick as his anticipation began boiling within him. The sweet smell of his precious little girl whiffing to him. Never had he ever had such eagerness. Slowly he lifted her lower body into the air, feet dangling past his shoulders as he began to gently teaser his daughter's pussy. A slow lick on the outer lips, teasing her with the immense pleasure he had to offer her. He gradually began to dig deeper getting closer to her opening. Only stopping to give his index finger a quick lick to begin the process of rubbing that tender area just under her clitoris.

Judy was flooded with emotions. The gentle licking of her pussy slit, the soft tickling of her father's goatee on the naughty area, the nuzzling, the beautifully gentle kisses and now the cautious yet awe inspiring feel of her father rubbing her clitoris just right. He must of had a lot of practice with her mother. How could anyone leave this?

Richard feeling his daughter shake violently from the pleasure of her darling father eating her out, raised his head and told her it was now her turn. Judy slowly got up taking off her shirt revealing her tiny bra-less breasts. She could see him wiping his mouth, wiping away her juices.  Well, if it was her turn she was going to give a hellova blowjob too. Having done nothing like it before she could of course only hope that it would bring just a fraction of the pleasure she had just endured and went towards her father's hard jetting cock.

"Whoa, there. I didn't mean that," Richard said as he grabbed her by shoulders.

"Here, I want you sit on my face. Let me to continue my duty."

Judy looked confused. Her mind started firing off. Just how long until he puts that thing in me?

But before Judy could say anything Richard went in for another kiss.

"Tonight is yours. I don't want you to think about me. My only concern is you. I want you to be happy. I want to make you feel the happiness that you give me everyday."

The cheese! Judy had never experienced anything like this. Here her father was acting like a true Don Juan. Well, as much as the hard cock was swimming around in her head she decided to humor him. She knew him too well. He would never go on doing anything that she didn't want. She is the boss and had always been. What would the harm be of letting her father have tonight? What would the harm be of letting her precious father lap up her kitty as much as he wanted?

So following him, she eased her herself over his waiting mouth. His strong daddy hands moving up her body as she began to gain control with some light rocking of her hips.

Flinging back her hair, Judy was in heaven. Pleading to God or the ceiling - anyone what would listen, she was ready to climax. Arching her back further and further back she was experiencing the forbidden taboo of being in love with her father and knowing that finally after years of wishing, his tongue was finally giving her the good lashing that she was after. 

Then it hit her. As she turned flush red and a little tremble her experienced first daddy-induced orgasm. Hopefully her first of many. Sweat is now pouring from her face. Blinded.

"God, that was fantastic...."

Laying down, Judy was now sprawled out next to her father. Her  head on the side of his chest and her fingers intertwining with his chest hair.

“I wish... muah...that this night.... muah.... would never end.”

“It doesn’t have to you know? You’re 19 but I still let you crawl in bed with whenever you want for a reason. This bed is as much yours than it is mine.”

“Now you know why I do. I have loved you longer than I should admit.”

“The same for me. Not a day goes by that every second isn’t consumed by you. I knew I was important but I could never imagine to this extent.”

“Yes, to the extent. I have spent countless nights crying myself to sleep over you. I have wished that I could die-”

“Don’t say that dear. Don’t ever say that. Your life is far too precious and wonderful to waste on a old man like me.”

“Make me a promise than, that we will put everything behind us and start anew. Together.”

“I’m your father, we’ve resisted this long for a reason.”

“It doesn’t matter, not anymore. They don’t matter either. If it’s just the two of us, no one has to know. I could never tell but weren’t you holding out for me as well. I just don‘t want this for tonight but always.”

“Yes.”

“Then lets try! We don’t have to make any promises just that we will try it. If we try to stay cool and smart, I think we could make it. I can understand how we may not, but I always knew you had something like me too. Maybe not as bad as me but it was there.”

“You’re right it was there. Seems as bad as you too. I’ve often thought about abandoning you too. But I couldn’t. I love you far too much.”

“Then it’s a promise, we will try. We will continue on into this night finishing what we’ve begun with no regrets. And we will continue on until we can’t anymore.”

“Yes, my love. Fine, let’s do it. From now on it will be just the two of us as one.”

Judy smiled and began to tear up. Sitting up she reached towards the end of their bed for the towel. Richard started to move aside allowing Judy to lay her bottom on the towel and spread her legs invitingly. She caressed her father’s face building up the nerve to see this out.

“I’m scared if it may hurt. I don’t know if I would be able to do it so I want you to do be control for now.”

Richard leaned over and began kissing his lovely daughter once again.

“I stashed some condoms and lubricant in the drawer earlier today... just in case.”

“You naughty little minx! You really have thought this through huh?”

Richard withdrew a condom and began to apply some of the lubricant to his child’s hairy pussy. Preparing her for the painful intrusion.

“This may hurt for a while and take some use to but I will stop anytime if you want me to okay?”

Judy nervously nodded her head as she began biting her bottom lip and positioning the pillow for her head.

Richard, now on his knees, moved in on his daughter. He right leg in between his two lifting her left leg into the air and tilting her body a bit to the right. With his free hand Richard grabbed his hard erection and gently caressed her slit.

Nerves and anticipation was getting to Judy. She begged him to break her but he wouldn’t.

“Beg for me.”

“Please daddy. I love you so much but I want you to fuck me, please.”

Richard took this opportunity to gaze one last time at his daughter. Tiny little feet, the golden anklet she hadn’t taken off since he gave it to her for her twelfth birthday. The tattoos on her ankles and foot. Her slim legs attached to the equally slim torso. The sprawling tattoos of roses  and tulips on the side of her abdomen. Her belly piercing. Her beautiful tiny perky little teenage tits. The various tattoos on her arms. Her curly raven hair she got from her mother. She was a vision of beauty and was all his.

With a smile, Richard began to ease his way into his daughter waiting snatch. Judy clinched in pain as she felt her father break her hymen and pushed further into her. The pain wasn’t too bad but uncomfortable enough to grab the sheets and clenched her teeth, feeling herself consuming the only man she had ever loved.

“It will take a bit but you will stretch out and get use to the difference.”

Judy let out a nervous laugh. 

“Did you know vagina is Latin for sheath? I will wait for as long as I have too because this is supposed to be. No sword is meant for this sheath than yours, daddy. Am I bleeding?”

“Only a little not too much, so don’t worry. I’ve seen worse on videos. I‘ve just never seen them go a little hysterical before.”

Judy smiled and laugh, she liked taking it in a stride.

“Who needs videos now, daddy? You‘ve finally had the real thing.”

“I will delete everything tomorrow. I don’t think I’ll ever need another “aid” again after this. I’m going to start moving again, okay baby girl?”

Still with a grip on his rock hard erection he slowly began to pump into his daughter. A little at a time. Richard thought back to all of the cliche lines in erotica about a how tight the pussy is and how wonderful it feels. But nothing could compare to this. The dream of making love to his little princess had come true.

“Oh, god, Joey...”

“Oh, I feel it daddy....”

“M-muah....mauh....m-muah....”

Richard was now taking longer and longer penetrations, hearing his daughter take deeper and deeper breathes. He could feel himself being sucked and pulled in. For the first time in a long time, he found himself praying to God. Of course, praying things that surely God wouldn’t want to be prayed to, especially in a circumstance like this. He prayed that he wouldn’t cum yet. He found it difficult though. Never in his life had he felt this out of control.

“Come here, baby girl.”

Richard pulling out, took to a sitting position. Pulling his daughter in front of him, Judy found his intention. He wanted her to ride him. Judy had been dripping wet and hot from the beginning of the evening but just the thought of riding her father made her so hot that she felt like she could faint. She loved watching porn with the woman aggressively riding her man’s cock and now she could finally experience it herself. 

Throwing her leg over her father she watched intently as he held his cock, lining up with her entrance. As he went deeper she began to feel light-headed. She threw her arms around her father’s neck and rested her head on his shoulder. Kissing him gently. Whispering ‘nothings’ in his ear.

Judy took some time to get use to the movement. Pulling herself up and down on her swollen and sore self, she was losing it even more. Her head was getting lighter. Flinging every which direction, she was quickly losing conscience. 

After a few minutes, Richard was at his limit. He was absolutely powerless, lost in a haze. There was no hope in the world of him lasting even a minute longer as his only child sloppily thrusting his cock in and out.

“Oh, baby, he it is. I’m cumming!”

Judy could feel his cock in her going for a sudden lurch but that it all. Judy smiled drunkenly at her newfound lover. She might not of came, but that was to be expected. All that mattered was what she had finally bagged her man.

“I’m so glad we got that out of the way...”

Richard smiled but quickly turned to worry as the girl on his lap fell backwards, passing out.

*	*	*

Finally after a while of being out of it, Judy awoke to find herself being cradled by her father. With glazed eyes under half-closed eyelids and a smile that couldn’t be stripped even if she could try; she thought about how much better she looked compared to her father, with that horrible worried face of his and the slightest hint of tears.

Weakly she was able to mutter, “Wasn’t so bad was it?”

The two lovers entwined in bed let out the same nervous laugh at the same time.

“What happen to your fingers? I didn’t do that did I?”

Judy groggily looking at her father’s finger as they passed her vision to sweep aside her hair feeling reached for them.

“No, no worries there. Random did that.”

“Random? Where is she anyways?”

“I had to let her out. When you hit it, I went to get some stuff to clean up and she attacked me.”

“I knew she never cared for you but why did she attack you?”

Richard face brightened up to a happily confused one.

“You didn’t hear her? She heard you. I figure she thought I was hurting you or something and came to fend off the meanie.”

“I didn’t hear anything.”

Judy smiled and turned her head to look up at the ceiling and said coyly, “I wasn’t too loud, was I?”

Richard laughed, “By no means, it was just fine. I love you and I could tell it wasn’t strictly out of pain or anything but pain and enjoyment.”

“Hmmm.... you could say that again. I feel funny down there but how long until we can go again?”

“Geez, girl, hold your horses. Relax a little.”

“Of course I will but I have no plans of  ending this. Mmuahh... But I get the feeling that neither of us have been completely truthful with each other. And I want to make the most of this now.”

“Only if you absolutely insist, but we take your time. I don’t what you to rush and end up injured or anything.”

“Hmm, can I ask you something?”

“Shoot.”

“Why did you call me ‘Joey’ earlier?”

Richard’s eyebrows twitched as he tried to remember when the last time he had called her Joey.

“When you started moving again, I know I heard you calling me ‘Joey.’ You hadn’t called me that is years. Glad that though and not that whole ‘Joey Pie’ business again.”

“I don’t know. I guess it’s just hard to see anything than me little girl sometimes. I didn‘t mean anything by it.”

“I know that. It’s like the birthday card with the monkey. I just flashed to when I was six and refused to get off you, making you end up calling me ‘Monkey’ for a while. I was a bit scared that tonight wouldn‘t succeed. That you could never see me as a woman.”

“Don’t worry, there’s no changing that now. Anyways, I will be your man until you get tired of me..”

Judy playfully hit her father’s chest before pulling herself to his lips again as her hand wondered south.

“Hey now, let’s not start that up now.”

“Come on, just one more...”

“Alright, fine but on one condition. You stop that right now. It was because of you I couldn’t do my job properly the last time.”

“What do you mean? I think it was... okay. To be expected really. You can‘t be expected to kiss and lick every inch can you?”

“No, but I do want to kiss every inch on you. I want to spoil you and bask in your beauty...”

“Has that ever worked before?”

“I don’t know, has it?”

“Hmm, yes. But next time I want to treat you. You must promise.”

Richard moved down his daughter’s body kissing her. He slowly lifted her legs up and start to focus on her ankles. A little kiss at a time moving to swirling his tongue gently around both of her tiny ankles. Richard played and caressed her skin and her one anklet. He never wanted to leave her, leave any part of her. He moved down kissing the back of her calf. He wanted to go faster and faster kiss every part of her as though his life depended on kissing every square inch.

Judy began to hum a little melody. She could feel her father’s kisses throughout her body. Getting wetter and wetter, all she could think about was how she could really get use to this.  Judy cocked her head to the side looking at the time. Thank god it was Friday, it was already approaching midnight with no sign of stopping!

Richard was now moving his hands up Judy’s chest resting on her breasts. Her gently began to massage them, circling her nipples before rolling them between his fingers. He lightly blew in her navel. Judy thrusted her  stomach into the air, arching her back. Richard smiled knowing he was torturing his lovely little daughter. He would be damned if she didn’t walk away from this knowing just how much he loved the feel of her. 

Richard lifted his head to breasts and licked the outside of her areole. Circling until he gradually arrive at the nipple, where he lightly held in place with his mouth. Flicking her nipple, he looked up at his daughter’s face. Drunken in pleasure, she silently pled for him to go on. Smiling at her, he went back to focus on her nipples. His hands got a little rougher with her - holding her neck then her face. She reached out for his thumb and began sucking on it. The two began to boil over once again. They wouldn’t be able to last much longer.

Judy frantically began fumbling with the condoms on the nightstand. Attempting to grab just one and open it for her father. Richard seeing how desperate she seemed put up no argument and simply stood up and came towards her until his raging cock was above her head.

Judy was now practically watering at the mouth, looking up at her father. Putting a little lubricant on the tip she herself began to roll the condom on her father’s cock. Putting a little lubricant in her palm she began to roll her hand all over his cock making sure not to miss a single spot. When she finally finished Judy propped herself up and placed a little kiss on her father’s ball sack.

With a shit eating grin she said, “There you are daddy, now show me what you got... again!” 

“God, I am such a pervert! Every time you say ‘Daddy’ I just get harder.”

“Do you want me say it more daddy? I can. I must be a pervert too because I think I prefer ‘daddy’ over anything else.”

Richard began kissing Judy once more. He privately wondered how much longer could he do this. In a way it seemed liked he was getting to live out first love for the first time. When he met Judy’s mother Lucy, she had already grown tired with the games and just wanted something better. Richard was mature enough at the time that he was a perfect match for this outlook. But at the cost of this he missed out on everything that made young romance so wonderful. No constant flirting, no wild sexual appetite and no immature proclamations of love. He loved Lucy but seemed to just skip over a important part of living. He didn’t have regrets, the love he experienced was amazing and fundamental to him. This that he was feeling and living out with his daughter was not wrong or better, they are both cornerstones. He enjoyed the prospect of being a kid and living out what he never had, as long as he maintained true to himself. But damn if it didn’t feel good to make up for lost time.

Richard’s smile began to falter but he slowly began to enter his daughter, looking into her eyes and making love to her slowly. 

Judy was a bit on her side with her left leg being held up as Richard eased into his daughter’s waiting snatch. Taking hold of her leg in one hand, Richard wormed his other under her head allowing her to rest on it. She maintained eye contact the whole time. Judy was in love. In love with staring at her father as he forced himself into her tight pussy. She loved knowing that the thing that made her was inside of her right at this moment.

They kissed and kissed. She had decided that the there wasn’t a single chance that anyone could be such a wonderful kisser as her father. Perhaps he could lose the goatee, she would make sure to bring that up in the morning but god what a wonderful kiss!

Richard began tightening his grip on Judy’s leg as he pumped harder and harder. Biting down on her father’s bottom lip and pulling was the most she could do to stop screaming in ecstasy.

Richard looked into those eyes and saw again the spaced out look that turned him on more. He was going to make sure she damn well passed out again before the night was over. Just not yet. He wanted this to last so he began to ease up and withdraw from her. And for the first time he saw perhaps the most angriest look he had ever seen across his baby girl’s face, no matter how drunken and spaced as it was. But this was for the best, a quick withdraw and a breather  before he turned her over onto her back and crawled over her once again.

Judy clinched at his re-entry. Lifting her legs she rested them to Richard’s side, moving and caressing him. Her hands wondered over the terrain of his back - groping hunks of flesh to hold onto. In-between the kisses, she nibbled on his shoulders. Biting his earlobe.

Richard was pumping into Judy now with more force than the previous time. He danced his mouth just out of reach of hers. He looked over at the clock, now just past midnight. Hell of a way to ring in a new day!

Judy’s breathing grew more shallow. She pled with him to go harder and faster. Her legs tightened around her father’s hips forcing him to stay as deeper in her as he could maintain.

Judy could feel something building up within her but didn’t know what. She still the persistent funny feeling down in her wet pussy. Mixed in with her heavy breathing and this unknown feeling she was lost. She began to get louder but this time was aware of it. She moaned and tossed as she held onto her father relentlessly driving into you. Will she overcome her body and cum this time?

As Judy was rapidly approaching his climax she hands wormed from her father’s back to his chest. Massaging, groping her father’s pecs. Looking up into his eyes, as she is just about to hit climax she pinched down on one of her father’s nipples. Richard began to climax simultaneously with his daughter. The two arching their backs, gasp out vocal releases of their orgasms. Richard cumming with violent shutters that rippled throughout his body.

Collapsing on top of Judy, the two lovers laughed at their exhaustion. Blinded in their post sexual passion, the two rolled over and laid there together. Judy had taken up the habit many years prior to sleep with her father and cling to him, but this was different. She know clung to the man she loved as a woman satisfied. The man that had created her. The man that loved her. The man she wants to spend the rest of her life with. 

Judy rubbed her father’s pecs with the palm of her hand, “I didn’t pinch to hard did I?”

“No sweetie, you were just fine. Perfect even.”

Judy smiled. She knew she wasn’t perfect and had a long way to go but that suited her just fine if she could just stay beside her man as long as possible.

“You never asked why I made waffles tonight.”

“They’re your favorite.”

“No...er...yes they are but there is another reason.”

Richard puzzled as he had not previously though about it before, “Why did you make waffles for supper?”

“My best memories are attached to those waffles. Whenever I was feeling sad or lonely, you would make them for me to cheer me up. I love those damn waffles and sausage and eggs. Agh, those eggs!”

“I’m glad I could keep you well fed.... even if you don’t show it.”

“But there is another reason. That meal is lucky for me.”

“Lucky? How?”

“There were times when I would want something, need something and for whatever reason, if I had the supper I would get it. I would wish on them. Silly stuff. Sometimes I would hope I would pass a test or win something that I was about to play. Something. Sometimes I would even wish that you would ask me to sleep with you and just lie here and dream my little dreams while I was being cradled by you. And they always worked. Everytime.”

“So you hoped this would happen and attempt to make it by having waffles?”

“Yup. I wished for more though. I wished that you wouldn’t push me away. That we would love each other. That we would try and do what we shouldn’t. I’m in love with you. Always have been but if we don’t at least try to carry this on I feel like I would explode. I can’t ask that we stay together forever, I understand that. I understand we will live constant lies and have any number of problems heaped onto us, I know. But to try and fail is still better than never knowing your love for a single day.”

“I don’t know. I’m scared. I’m in love with you too but fathers and daughter shouldn’t be doing things like this....”

“Why hadn’t you ever found anyone else after mom left?”

“Didn’t feel right. When you came along I had no drive to have anyone by my side other than you.”

m-muah.

“Please? A week at a time? A day? Anything, just promise me we will try. That‘s all I‘m asking.”

“Yes, fine, we will try. I can’t imagine anything more wonderful than trying to make you happy in all aspects.”

The new couple laughed and kissed. They held each other and tried to make sure one last time that this wasn’t a dream, the greatest they ever had. The two had dreamed of this for so long that it seems impossible, surreal.

“Hmmm, what time is it?”

“Yikes, far past my bed time and yours too little girl.”

“I don’t think I will have any problem getting to sleep tonight not with my new pillow.”

Judy and Richard laid drifting off with healthy worries of what tomorrow would hold. Nothing could destroy this peaceful moment, except Judy........

“Hey, wait a minute! Where is my birthday gift? What did you get me this year?”















Note:
Laugh, Clown Laugh is silent film from 1928 starring Lon Chaney Sr.(as Tito) and Loretta Young (as Simonetta) in her film debut at the age of only 14. The film is about a clown as performed by Lon who falls in love years later with the girl he adopted after finding her left to die as a toddler. I find the film profoundly sad and a great example of how a film can truly make us feel something for it's characters if the actor is truly great enough. Lon Chaney conveys such distraught in his unrequited love that it is (in my opinion) a perfect example of what Gloria Swanson alluded to in Sunset Boulevard about how silent actors had it more difficult because they had to show the character's very soul within a look than just saying thats how they feel.

Simonetta in the film loves Tito and doesn't want to leave him alone. She even goes as far as proclaiming that she will marry him, that she always has loved him and only gave up on him thinking it was a lost cause. While Simonetta's love is not in question, I always feel that it always was different than what Tito felt. Swearing her love upon the Virgin Mother aside, I just never felt that she was truly in love Tito. Perhaps this is not conveyed completely because of the missing reels of the only surviving copy or lack of focus on her character, it was just something that persisted for me. 