Over the next few weeks I noticed she had grown a fascination for dad, for lack of a better word, because every time we were in the same room together the first thing she would do is glance straight at my crotch.

 

A few weeks had passed since the sundeck incident, and  I was having a very quiet and relaxing evening, the girls had been fed and the mess cleaned up,  everyone was all tucked in nice and cozy in their beds, except Laura who was busy working on her latest home Schooling assignment at the kitchen table. I had settled in on the sofa with a good stiff drink and a book. At this point I was actually on my forth stiff drink when Laura came bounding around the corner and did her usual glance at the bulge of my crotch. She was in the middle of the living room and just standing there with an odd look on her face. So I asked, “What’s wrong sweetie?” she didn’t say anything for awhile and then said. “Shortly after I got my first period you and I had a talk about boys and girls and where baby’s come from and a thing called sex.” “You also told me that boys have sperm that are sort of like seeds that grow into babies in mommy’s tummies.”

 

“And you said boys have millions of them that want to get in me and it only takes one, so I shouldn't have sex until I am ready to have a baby.” “Yes Laura that's true, it only takes one sperm to make a baby.” I replied. She almost cut me off with, "But Daddy how do I know what not to do if I don't even know what sex is?" "You talked about it and mentioned it a lot but never really told me what it was" "Will you show me and teach me what it is? So if a boy try’s to do it, I'll know what’s going on?" "Please Daddy Please" "I have been wondering about it a real lot ever since I saw your thing on the sun deck a few weeks ago, what did you call it?, Oh yea a penis"

 

I didn’t know whether to burst out laughing or shit myself, or both. Here is my freckle faced fifteen year old with absolutely no idea what she is asking me to do. Standing there in a short checkered skirt, with a matching jacket over a white blouse, her long blonde hair framing a cute little face was cascading over her shoulders and down her back. She was a perfect picture of pure innocence, and had no idea that she had just asked her own father to bury his manhood in her cute young body.

 

I said "no Laura you’re just too young to even be thinking about this stuff" “if you have finished your homework then why don't you go play with your toys or something and forget about it, it’s past bedtime anyway" And I got up to get myself another drink, hoping that when I returned she would have gone off to play or do something else. But when I got back, she was sitting on the sofa pouting. When she sat down her skirt had hiked up to the point I could see her little pink panties and a sweet feminine bulge. The very thin material had moved in such a way that it molded perfectly into the shape of her young tender lips, leaving nothing at all to the imagination.

 

I stood there and just looked at her for a few minutes, until she again stated "Daddy Please" "Please Daddy" with a little whine in her voice. She was sitting there with her arms crossed tightly across her chest with a pouty look on her face, while at the same time her pretty pink flower was pouting at me from between her slender legs. I was by now getting quite perturbed at both her and myself and said "You have no idea what you’re asking me to do, do you?” “No Daddy I don’t know what I’m asking you to do, but I want to learn what sex is and your not just some boy, you’re my Daddy and will teach me right!” I just stood there silent for a few more minutes looking back and forth between her pudgy pink material covered lips and her angelic little face, and then the most unexpected thing occurred. It must have been all the vodka I had consumed and the fact I had been without for too long, but I suddenly felt things moving around in my balls and they tightened up, and heat was beginning to build in my cock, it was slowly going hard as I stood there looking at my young daughters sweet mound. I should have run out and had myself locked up for even considering what was going on in my mind as my meat continued to harden, but instead, I walked over and sat down beside her.

 

I said “Are you really sure you want to do this sweetie?” she looked me straight in the eyes and said “Yes Daddy I’m really sure” I pondered for a few moments and said “you do know that we will have to take our clothes off and touch each other don’t you ?’

“Umm, that’s ok daddy” she replied “Just teach me, Please”

I lovingly took her in my arms and cuddled with her for a few minutes, then unbuttoned

her blouse, unveiling a pair of sweet perky breasts, not large by any means, but well formed with perky nipples. She emitted a soft cooing sound as I placed them in my mouth, kissing and caressing them until her nipples were good and firm. I then slowly kissed my way down her belly. Reaching inside her skirt I removed her panties exposing the prize. Puffy angelic lips covered in a light dusting of silky blonde hair. I kissed them as if they were her mouth, my tongue probing the inner folds. Targeting her little love button with my mouth I inserted a finger, then two. I tenderly worked her with fingers and tongue until I felt her tense and utter little sounds, then she said “Oh Daddy”

“Oh Daddy something is happening” Her legs straightened and she shuddered, then shuddered again with a loud moan. Then in a soft voice she said “Oh Daddy that felt so wonderful” I replied “That’s called climaxing sweety, or as most people call it cumming” “so daddy just made you cum”

 

 

 

  “Ok sweetie, I have showed you how boys make girls feel good now it’s time to learn how girls make boys feel good” “Ok Daddy, yes you made me feel Really, Really good” she replied. I sat her up and stood in front of her pressing my shaft down so it was pointing right at her lovely face and said “Lick it honey, right there” as I pointed to a glob that had formed at the tip. She did and said “It’s a little salty Daddy but tastes Ok” “ Alright honey now just slide your mouth on it nice and slow” “That’s it” “Good Girl” I took her head gently in my hands and moved her with a slow rhythm sliding my cock in and out of her sweet little mouth. I must have been crazy, here I am standing in front of my almost naked daughter with my raging hard on, while her very stretched mouth was trying really hard to please me, but at this point I was too far gone to care.

 

The pressure at the base of my balls was so immense I needed release, and I needed it now, I said in a very shaky voice “Baby, remember when you had cum and how good it felt? Well, Daddy is about to cum baby, get ready sweetie” Her mouth was so stretched and full with my meat she could only let out a barely audible “uh huh” My eyes just about rolled back in my head as it started to flow, I pulled the beast back to give her room, with only the head in the first wave hit her mouth, she gagged as it filled her and she pulled off . The second wave hit her forehead, The rest all over her chest. She didn’t know to swallow so it squirted out through the corners of her mouth and was running down her chin. While she was coughing and gagging she managed to say “Oh Daddy, I didn’t know that juice would come out of it, did juice come out of me when I did that cum thing?” I replied “When you feel a boy’s penis pulse like that it means he is pumping out his sperm” “Baby Seeds?” “You Gave Me Your Baby Seeds?” “Your Baby Seeds are going to grow in Me Now?” “I’m going to have a Baby??” “No Laura, sperm has to go in there before you could get pregnant and have a Baby” I patted her wet little mound. Your mouth doesn’t count. “Oh Daddy, you scared me” “It’s Ok sweetie your safe with Daddy” She pondered that for a moment then answered “I know Daddy, that is why I asked you to teach me”

 

My cock was now only half hard but my mind was mush, I was lusting after my sweet little girl and no longer feeling guilty, I was going to fuck her come hell or high water.

I pushed her back on the sofa and took her legs in my hands and pulled her forward until only half of her ass was on the couch and placed her heels on my shoulders, which with her size spread her legs wide and put me in a perfect position. I could feel the heat growing back into the beast as its head was now positioned directly on front of her virgin opening. At this point she asked “Daddy what are you going to show me next?” I took some of the lubricant I had quickly retrieved from the bedroom and smeared some on my shaft and a little in her pretty pussy lips. As I gently pressed my manhood inside her silky opening I felt as expected some resistance but the lubrication was working well, I pressed in a few inches and stopped.

Kneeling there with my shaft head inside her I asked “does that feel good sweety?”

She replied “Well, I feel stretched but yes I guess it feels good”

With that I took a deep breath and pushed in past her virginity, she winced and closed her eyes but didn’t utter a sound.  “You are about to learn what it is you asked your Daddy to teach you" I whispered.

 

I was finally past the border and able to now work my magic, I pumped slowly and gently into her belly, her body was so small and slim I could actually see a bulge my cock was making on her tummy, I could see my cock moving around in her, see how deep I was inside of my little girl. I slid in and out nice and slow, only feeding her about half of my nine inches. I kept up a nice slow pace for about 5 minutes giving her sweet pussy time to adjust to my size, once her tiny entrance had stretched enough to accommodate me I began giving her a little bit more on every in stroke. The bulge on her tummy that my cock was creating was almost to her belly button and I still had more to give her.

 

I slowly entered deeper until my balls where tight against her ass cheeks, I could not believe my little Laura had swallowed me whole. While my little princess laid there completely and totally impaled on her Daddy’s Meat, she looked up at me with her huge blue eyes, which were quite dilated. And said “I bet Mommy liked making babies with you Daddy, this feels so good” That nearly put me over the top, I started to pull out for fear I was going to empty my balls in her on the spot but was able to gain control.

Her entrance had stretched enough to accommodate this new form of intrusion, and I was able to slide in and out with greater ease, so I picked up my momentum and started to piston in and out of her, my balls slapping against her backside. Laura started moaning intensively again once I increased my pace, I slowed, looked into her eyes and said in a raspy shaky voice “how are you feeling baby?” she replied “Daddy my tummy feels Really Really full and So So Good” “Are you going to make me cum again Daddy?” I couldn't reply I was overwhelmed with the overall sensation of being buried to the hilt in my princess's silky tight body, the animal in me took over and I again began pounding into her. After a short while she started to whimper and make cute little sounds, then blurted out “Oh Daddy" "Oh daddy it's happening again" "Oh Daddy" "Ohhhhhhhh"

I felt her shudder then go limp like a little rag doll. I continued the blissful pursuit of my little angel’s silky treasure pounding in like there was no tomorrow. I slowed and gave her long and gentle strokes, almost exiting but just leaving the last millimeter of the head inside then slowly back to my balls. Her body tightened again and her legs flexed "Oh Daddy" "Oh Daddy" "I'm going to cum again daddy" "Oh Daddy it feels So Good" "Daddy I'm Cumming" at that point I whispered "Me Too baby" "Me too"

 

I could feel the pressure in my scrotum building and the release getting closer while my conscience was screaming at me to pull out, but that carnal animal urge was preventing me, I was desperately struggling with the two emotions when  it started. Deep from the center of the earth, it flowed through my balls on up, a white hot lava that could not, would not, be halted, I reached up and put my hands under her shoulders and pulled her onto me, sinking as deep as I could into her shuddering young body, my sweet tender princess moaning as I brainlessly let my balls do the job they were designed for, and injected wave after wave of my life giving fluid into her awaiting garden. I held her tightly on me until they were completely emptied, both of us spent we just laid together as our minds and bodies came back to reality. She had this sweet dreamy expression on her face as she cuddled with me. After a few minutes of silence Laura uttered in a panicked voice "Daddy, I felt your penis pulsating inside me did that mean you put millions of baby seeds in me like it did in my mouth? is that what you just did? I’m going to grow your baby inside me now?" 

 

As I pulled out of her sweet tender body I looked down and her pussy was splayed open like an invisible penis was still inside her, traces of my cum and her juices were slowly leaking out and running down between the cheeks of her backside. I had to tell her the truth, I said “Yes princess, daddy just put a lot of his sperm inside you, I’m sorry honey but you just felt so good I didn’t want it to end” it was then I heard an odd noise and looked over at the door to the living room, standing there was my 13 yr old daughter Kerri, her eyes as wide as saucers and her hand over her gaping mouth. Not only had I just drained a boatload of semen deep in my daughter’s unprotected baby maker, but my thirteen year old had just watched me do it.

 

 

Kerri Just stood there like a statue looking at us for what seemed like a lifetime, I finally broke the silence with the only thing I could think of “How long have you been standing there sweetie’ What came next told me she had watched most of the performance. Kerri asked “Laura what is it like when Daddy makes you cum?” “Daddy will you please make me cum too?” “That looked like a lot of fun” I was flabbergasted and came back with the only words that made sense. “Not now princess daddy is really tired and it is past everyone’s bedtime” Laura was now standing, took her clothes kissed me on the cheek and headed for her room with Kerri in hot pursuit. I made another drink, while thinking long and hard about the evening that just took place. Now it was a waiting game, to see if she missed her period. What was I going to do if she gets pregnant with her fathers child.

"You need some help with that?"

"No, I'm doing fine. But I could use a little study break." She rolled over and sat up against the pillows. She spread her legs and lifted the front of her little nightie. Then she started rubbing her sweet, swollen cunt. "Would you mind eating your little girl's pussy, Daddy?"

I grinned and crawled onto the bed. "That's just the thought that kept me going all day!"

As I started to lick my daughter's hot, musky pussy I thought about how much I loved her. All fathers and daughters should have a relationship as good as ours. Not all fathers and daughters will or should become lovers of course but that's what works for us. I thought back to the time two years ago when Krystal had seduced me and made me her lover.

I raised my daughter alone after her mother died giving birth to her. Being a single father was tough but I loved my daughter so much. She was such a smart, beautiful girl. Hell, she was my best friend for the last fourteen years. Now she was becoming a beautiful young woman.

Like all children Krystal slept in my bed once in a while when she was scared or upset about something but that hadn't happened in five or six years. When she shook me and asked if she could sleep with me I was still half asleep and I didn't think anything of it.

"Sure, Baby."

She crawled into bed and I hugged her and kissed her on the forehead like always. Then I fell fast asleep again.

When I woke up and saw the gorgeous dark haired girl riding my cock I thought I was dreaming. I think I thought I was dreaming. Anyway, I definitely couldn't see her face. All I could see was her bouncing hair and the outline of her incredible body.

I reached out and stroked her fantastic thighs as she pumped up and down on me then I reached up and squeezed her perfect breasts. She was moaning and gasping a little but she was really very quiet. Then when I touched her breasts she gasped "Daddy!"

I froze in horror with my hands still firmly clamped on my daughter's incredible breasts.

"Krystal???" I yelped in terror.

"Daddy! Oh, Daddy!" She shouted.

My daughter was coming while she rode my dick and I realized I was coming too. I grabbed Krystal's waist and thrust up into her, cumming harder than I had in years. Of course a part of me was horrified and disgusted by my actions but it felt so fucking good! I rammed my dick all the way up into my daughter and felt her amazing cunt squeezing me and pulsating in a way I'd never experienced with any other woman.

I shot my load inside her then fell back on the bed and lay there gasping. Krystal lay down with her head on my chest and my dick still partly inside her and slipped her arms around my neck. I wanted to put my arms around her too and rest with her for a while. To feel her breath on my neck and her heart beating against mine-

Was I insane??

I shoved Krystal roughly off me and stumbled to my feet. I tripped on my tangled boxers and found my pants.

"Daddy? Where are you going?"

I ignored her. I realized I was crying as I pulled my pants on and almost zipped my still hard dick. My keys were in the pocket and I practically ran out to the car.

I drove around for hours. I don't remember much about it. I couldn't even go anywhere because I wasn't wearing a shirt but that was okay. I wanted to be alone. I had just fucked my daughter for Christ’s sake!! Finally my parental responsibility made me turn around and go home. If I was feeling this awful I couldn't imagine what Krystal must be feeling.

I went into the house and up to her room. The door was closed and I heard music. I wanted to run but I had to think of my daughter so I knocked.

"Come in."

She sounded so cheerful!

I walked in and she was on her bed, calmly reading a book, apparently in no distress whatsoever.

"Hi Daddy." She smiled brightly at me.

"Hi, Baby..." The nickname I'd always used suddenly seemed terribly sexual. "We need to talk about what happened."

She turned off the music. "Yeah...I guess we do."

She scooted over and I sat down next to her on the bed. I was in her bed. I felt filthy. I should have thought to get a shirt!

"I know we were both half asleep and it was just an accident but what happened was wrong-"

"Don't say that." She frowned.

"Yes, B-H-honey. It was wrong. We-"

"No, Daddy!"

She threw her arms around me and looked up at me with big tear filled eyes. I felt trapped. Whatever had happened she was my daughter and I couldn't very well refuse to hug her even if I was obscenely aware of her breasts pressing against my chest.

"It was special! It was my first time and it was with the man I love most in the world! Even if you didn't like it and even if it never happens again, please, please don't call it wrong, Daddy!"

I was completely at a loss.

"I...H-h-honey..." I rubbed her back. "Fathers and daughters can't do that kind of thing! You know that!"

"Why not?" She asked with a childish innocence. "You always taught me not to believe something just because other people say it's true. You taught me to think for myself, Daddy. We love each other, don't we? We make each other happy, don't we? Didn't it feel good?"

I sputtered. How could this be happening??

"I know we weren't careful enough and that's all my fault. But now you can take me to get pills." She giggled. "Believe me, I don't want any kids who are also my brothers and sisters. I like being an only child."

I sputtered some more. I couldn't get around her logic. Why the hell did she have to be so smart??

"I-you-you-you're only fourteen, Krystal..."

"Oh you're right, Daddy." She purred seductively. "I'm much too young for sex with boys. But you're my father. You love me and you'd never hurt me or take advantage of me. Right?"

"O-of course not."

"Then if we're careful and we love each other and want to make each other feel good then there's no problem, right?"

"No!" I burst out. "You-you...Krystaaaal!!!" I ended in an imploring whine. I had no idea what to say.

She moved back and started unzipping my pants. She smiled sweetly and sympathetically up at me. "I think I've won this argument, Daddy. Now I want to taste this big, hot cock. We both know I can't get pregnant from that."

Those words coming out of my fourteen year old daughter's mouth floored me. I didn't stop her as she pulled my swelling cock out of my pants and started licking and sucking it. It was obvious she'd never done this before but it was my first blowjob in over fourteen years and it felt fucking incredible.

By the time I exploded in my daughter's sweet mouth I had come to a realization. She was the one being much more mature about our relationship. I was the one who was childish and afraid. I loved Krystal with all my heart and we both wanted this. So I should just relax and let it happen.

That day our relationship began to change to something between father-daughter and husband-wife. There were some bumps along the way but that's to be expected in any relationship.

Two days later we moved all Krystal's stuff into our room and we've slept there together ever since. The day after that I took her to the doctor and got her the pills which she takes religiously. Now we're happier than we've ever been and more in love than ever.

My daughter screamed out in orgasm and her sweet juices flowed into my mouth.

"Daddy! Oh I love you, Daddy!!"
"I love you too, Baby. I'll always love you." I whispered as I lapped up her luscious juices.

I had been involved romantically with both these girl friends for some time but the romance never progressed beyond being lovers. We all remained as friends with benefits. Like me they remained single but occasionally took in a partner for a while and until they tired of them. Both these girls knew me well enough to say that this relationship I was having with Pam was strange.

One weekend Pam and I had a weekend leave and we had decided to go away together as we did occasionally as man and wife. We enjoyed the outdoor life, walking and in particular the evening meal in a good restaurant with a great bottle of wine. Mostly we went back to the hotel and went to bed. We enjoyed walking and nudity alone in bushland or secluded places. We slept together completely naked and had done so for our entire relationship. Very occasionally we would masturbate together or she would allow me to finger her to orgasm, or she would provide me with a good hand job, but she never went any further than that.

Nothing intimate ever came of our association until this night. On this occasion I fondled her breasts as we lay there naked on the bed as we had done many, many times, we kissed and for some reason the passion we had experienced before went further than ever and it just happened. We never spoke, and as we kissed she did something she had never done before – she pulled me over on top of her and positioned herself as if we were going to have sex. I recognised the signs and said nothing more than “are you sure?” and she looked at me and I knew in her eyes her answer and she whispered “yes”.

My penis was hard and right at the apex of her legs and pressed against her pubic hair. She responded to a slight movement of mine and she opened her legs and spread then wider to reveal the entrance to her body covered lightly by pubic hair and now glistening wet in anticipation of being penetrated by my penis. She lifted her knees and as they rose the channel to her vagina  opened I entered her. There was no discussion, no undue preparation; it just happened and as my cock went in she kissed me passionately. My cock slipped easily between the lips of her labia and deeply inside her. I could feel the reaction in her body. She had her eyes closed but as I penetrated her, furrows appeared on her forehead as she closed her eyes tightly as if to say that’s nice or that’s hurting a little bit but she never said a word. Her mouth was also sending me signals that this was completely new to her but she was not in pain. The arrhhhhs and mmmm’s and soft sort of half grunts, the open mouth and the screwed up eyes and the occasional shake of the head or she would put her head right back as if to say that’s uncomfortable but it only lasted a moment and she would open her eyes again and smile at me. She was demonstrating what she was feeling without having to say it in words. We kissed open mouthed and passionately except for those moments of oral reaction.  She was engaged in something she had never experienced before and it obviously was not hurting her. I could tell from her reaction and the way she moved her legs it was something new strange and pleasurable for her. Until then she claimed to have been a virgin and I could accept that.

Suddenly we were engaged in intercourse there was no forewarning or anything unusual, we just made love together for the first time.  When I had penetrated her, which was no problem, my cock slipped into her and it was just like any other girls I had fucked. Her vagina she was very wet and my cock now extruding pre cum found the opening without any additional physical direction by me, I just applied pressure against her vagina opening and her lips parted and I entered her without any problem. She was warm, wet and reasonably tight. I could feel in her reactions see she knew what was happening. To her I was just fucking her and after the first wave of pleasure from the feeling of being inside her I began to realise she was getting some pleasure from the sensation of having my cock deep inside her and the thrusting I had slowly started. It was obvious it was all new to her. There was no emotion that I could detect in her, I have fucked many girls and most seem to know how to get some pleasure from having a guy’s penis embedded inside them. A few I had slept with basically lay there and let me have my pleasure while they believed they were doing their duty. It was obvious she was curious about it as it was a complete new sensation for her. I began by asking her if she was comfortable and she replied yes but I never imagined it would be like this. I said are you enjoying it and she said I am not sure, it is so very strange to me, I have never experienced anything like this before. I can feel the thickness of you inside me and when you enter me I can feel you pushing down into me. I said does it feel anything like when you masturbate and she said no, if anything it feels better. Then she asked how I felt being inside her. I said it feels marvellous and she said is it as good as the other women you have fucks with and I said at the moment it is far better. I know it’s your first time with a man, and I want you to enjoy it, I don’t want it to be our last. Then she said just tell me what I have to do and I will do it. If I have gone this far I may as well get what I can out of it.

We spent 2 hours having sex and I came 3 times. When I orgasmed the first time she seemed amused by the way I reacted and said I wonder where all that will go, referring to my sperm that I had ejaculated into her. She made an effort to enjoy herself and had no inhibitions; she was prepared to do anything I asked of her. Her first orgasm was something else as she had never experienced other than an orgasm by masturbating and the one she had with me was absolutely wonderful for me and mind-blowing for her. She couldn’t believe how different it was and enjoyed every moment. Her only comment was I liked that maybe we can do that again.

The thing I realised after a while was we were not using protection. I had never thought this would happen and never brought condoms with me. She had never considered even thinking about the fact we may one day actually have sex and took no precautions at all. I had cum into her three times now and she had a real mess around her cunt and pubic hair as I did. After 2 hours sex and me cumming as well as her making huge amounts of lubrication herself, there was this abundance of sex excretions constantly leaking from her all over us.

For the first time we showered together and had sex again doggy style which she found interesting and pleasurable. She said I don’t believe I ever realised what having sex with you would be like. It is completely different to what I imagined it would be like. I was pretty naive.

After that we slept the night through and we awoke and had sex twice again before going to breakfast. She said it looks like I have to make up for lost time. She recognised my moves and she just accepted that I wanted sex, and she offered herself willingly. She never orgasmed that morning but admitted she had actually enjoyed the fact I had sex with her. The word lovemaking was never used.

Our relationship didn’t change other than we had sex frequently whenever we met. The feeling between us remained happy but without emotional feelings of love. The sex was just an added pleasure to those we already enjoyed together.

The relationship went on and I assumed she had begun taking oral protection as we had sex willing and frequently after that. I had never mentioned protection to her again. Even though we had been having sex frequently for a few months she continued to have her periods on time.

Then the time came for us to separate temporarily I believed. She was posted overseas for 18 months and I knew that was the end of our passion until she returned and we could take up where we left off hopefully. I didn’t want a commitment and neither did she.

After she left I had regular mail from her for a few months then it just stopped for no reason. Despite a lot of effort I could find out nothing about her or her posting from the armed forces. It was all hush-hush I was told. 

No matter what I did I could not locate her. None of her friends had heard of her or from her.

I was hoping that at the end of her posting she would return and contact me. I never heard a word.

25 years have elapsed since then and whilst I occasionally thought of her I often wondered why she just dropped off the face of the earth.

Recently I was at a party and for some reason became attracted to a younger girl of about 25. She was 24 years my junior but for some reason we just clicked and there was some chemistry between us. Here I was an old fart making up to a young girl and she was responding. I couldn’t believe it and I began to feel, very self conscious as she was attractive and seemed to enjoy my company. Later she told me she preferred men to boys because all the boys wanted to do was get them into bed and she had so far remained aloof to their requests. I cheekily asked if she was a virgin and she said that’s for me to know and you to find out.

To cut a long story short I rang her a couple of days later and we went out, it was like a father and daughter meeting, but afterwards she came back to my apartment. I was in two minds, I believed she was taking more interest in me than was normal for a girl her age and to be honest the moves she was making were testing my resolve to keep a distance from her, because I could easily have been tempted to seduce her. I had never had an experience with anybody as young as her and I was cautious to begin with. All my partners and friends were about my own age.

The next meeting was similar to the first only it was a Friday night and again she wanted to come back to my place and this time the both of us knew something was going to happen and it did. She made it clear she wanted to stay and as much as I wanted to say no I didn’t, and then we kissed and it was like I had been taken back 25 years. We went to bed and we had sex and I could not get out of my head how similar this encounter was to the one I had 25 years ago, only this girl was actively seeking sex and enjoying it. I soon realised she was not a virgin. She stayed the entire weekend and we had sex continually in every conceivable position.

We ordered meals in and never put our clothes on for two days and nights.

After that we began to meet regularly and she stayed over every weekend. Our relationship blossomed and I was flattered at being sought out by a girl so young, for me. It soon became permanent and she had moved in with me. There was something really great between us and she was somebody that I had immense feeling for in a way that I had never felt before. She and I were as one in every way.  After much discussion when she begged me to father her child I reluctantly agreed.  Fortunately or unfortunately as one may see it, and as hard as we tried nothing seemed to work.

As time went on I began to ask about her past and why she didn’t seem to have any parental connections. She said she had been adopted out at birth. Her mother had not wanted her and she had no idea who her father was. Her adoptive parents had tried to locate either of them for her when she turned 18 and finally got evidence of her mother but was unable to trace her. She had disappeared off the face of the earth but had found out much about her and created a good history of her. She had been an unmarried mother. The birth certificate showed the father ‘unknown’. Through her adoptive father they had traced her mother to a hospital where she had been born and from a sister there who had remembered her she gained a lot of personal data she was able to follow through. She had been a single unmarried pregnant woman who just appeared in the town. It was obvious to all, she either didn’t know the father, or he had abandoned her. She had the baby and disappeared as if she had never been there.

I was hearing this information piece by piece as it was something she got quite emotional about at times so there were weeks when nothing was said. Gradually however she wanted to talk about it. I was a sympathetic and interested party that was prepared to listen. We would talk in bed and generally we would end up making love as she really got emotional and lovemaking was something she got physical and emotional pleasure from with me. Nobody else before had wanted to be bothered with her past. Although her adoptive parents had helped her, they were reluctant to pursue it beyond the stage they had achieved. They felt there was nothing to be gained. Her mother had disappeared and the father whoever he was did not exist. They were her parents as far as they were concerned and had given her everything in life. As the story unfolded I began to worry, things were beginning to add up and I could not believe what I was hearing.

I said nothing to her but quietly began to investigate and look through the wealth of information she had gained when she began the search. Then I approached her adoptive parents and claimed I had been asked to investigate her mother’s whereabouts and said nothing about our intimate relationship which was now as a married couple without a marriage certificate.

It was a couple of weeks later her adoptive mother rang me at work and said she had something she had found which she hadn’t realised she had. It had come with some other papers from a welfare organisation and had been separated from the other documents. It was evidently a photo of her mother before she was born. I arranged for it to be courier’d to me and it broke my heart when I saw it.

It was a photo of Pam in military uniform I had one the same at one time myself. I was sleeping with my own daughter. It all started to fall into place, why we had so much in common and the love we had for each other despite the age difference was so strong and intimate. I was aghast at the thought of the effort we had been to trying to get her pregnant. I would have fathered my own child’s baby. I was shattered. What was I going to do? To reveal this to her would shatter two lives, hers and mine and no doubt she would have emotional problems for the rest of her life. She had joked at times that people asked how she could live and sleep with a man old enough to be her father, never for one moment thinking I was. She just told people until you have made love to a mature man you have never made love. I knew her mother and I knew how Trish was going to react - they were so much alike and I couldn’t accept it. I thought I had found the love of my life – again, and now I could lose it and destroy her life as well. I don’t think she could have handled the fact she had been sleeping with, and had fallen in love with me, and may have born the child she conceived with her own father.

I pondered this for two days and made a decision – selfish though it may have been I decided to continue this illicit love and incest. I had never know of her existence before, to me she was a complete stranger, and even though she was born out of a relationship I had with a woman who did not appreciate what motherhood could be, there were times I could not see her as my daughter, particularly as we had made love so often. She loved oral sex with me and devoured my semen as if it were nectar of the gods, the same semen that had created her. If she ever found out that I was her father she would have had serious psychological problems I am sure.

I made a giant decision. 

I was going to continue the relationship and continue to live with my own daughter as man and wife. I would have a vasectomy so there would be no chance of accidentally fathering a child to her. I would not oppose any IVF conception if she desired to have a child that way. I would not even be concerned for myself if she were able to conceive to another man. I would be happy to father the child in every other way. I would destroy every piece of evidence that could possibly link me to her as her father.

For a couple of weeks I refrained from sex with her, I claimed I was not feeling well. I had the vasectomy and had not told her and this was an ideal opportunity for my body to excrete and live semen that may already be hiding in those parts of my body. I masturbated every day in order to flush any that may have been around out of my system. . I found it difficult to gain an erection each time we began making love again for a while but that eventually passed as my love for her overcame the guilt, and there was plenty of that. Each time I looked at her naked body, her breasts and vagina I saw Pams, and remembered the times she and I had made love and enjoyed the sexual relationship we finally achieved. Now I wish we hadn’t.

It took me another two years of silent searching to find out all there was to know about Pam. She had been pregnant when posted, and it was blatantly obvious I was the father of her child. She remained in the services until it became known she was pregnant and then posted home and discharged. She had the baby alone and then adopted. After the birth she returned to her old ways. She lived as she had lived before and I had not realised. In the service she had had lesbian affairs and in actual fact preferred women to men in bed until she had been rejected by a lover. Then she turned to me after 3 years of being a partner without sex and I had filled a gap in her life. Then she became pregnant and could not or would not face the fact it was a

I spent a lot of time and money to try and find Pam and now I believe I have pieced the story together. After our baby was born and adopted she found another woman with similar emotions and desires and lived happily with her in a lesbian relationship. She never saw her own child, and now I was sleeping with her. Pam and her partner just disappeared without a word or forwarding address about 3 years ago, about the same time Trish and I formed our relationship.

I wonder now if Pam found out about us and was so shocked she just disappeared. I know she would not have the fortitude to confront either of us with the fact she knew the father of her child was sleeping and living with the same child. She realised I suppose it was possibly the worst case of incest that one could have. The fact I was living with my own daughter Trish, as man and wife – the child conceived by us both Pam and I - would have disgusted her beyond belief. A daughter she had abandoned.  I hadn’t realised until then she could have easily tracked me down as I had remained in the same town after I was discharged. I am now certain she knows. She would never have found Trish herself, but she obviously knew where to find me and had decided never to reveal her identity or secret to me. Now I can only assume she had recognised her own flesh and blood. Of this I am certain, there are so many similarities only a mother can see and recognise. They are becoming more and more obvious to me now and I cannot help but love her as I do. I have now to finally accept the fact and suppress the shame.

My only wish now it that Trish never finds out I am her biological father. She knows Pam is her mother and bore and abandoned her. Now she has virtually married to her father and does not know it.

In the meanwhile I am going to try and put it all behind me and have a loving and fulfilling relationship with my own daughter, as my wife, and she will never know the penis that provides her with so much pleasure is the same penis that provided the semen to create her.

I look at her now naked and the wonder of her beauty overwhelms me. I am looking at my own daughter and it fills me with desire. I admit I am some sort of a mongrel to be doing this but had I know of her existence I may never have made love to a girl that age just in case. The most important thing to me is that she loves me as a lover and has no idea she could also love me as her father but in a completely different way.

This is a story I had to tell.

How would you feel and have handled this situation had you been me.

I tried to fill my time with school work and activities like weight lifting during college, but the thought of my daughter always filled my mind. By the time of my college graduation, I could think of nothing but how my daughter was doing so I made up my mind to seek her out and try to start a relationship. I knew it might come with heartaches and hard times, but I decided it was worth the shot. I was twenty five years old when I finally found the foster parents. They were living in a different city now and it took some time to track them down. I found out my daughter’s name was Kelly and she was ten years old now.

I decided I should call and see what the foster parents might think about my coming back into Kelly’s life after all these years. They were good people and understood my situation at the time of the adoption, so I was hopeful this would go well. I was nervous when an older sounding woman answered the phone. I remembered her name to be Julie and I told her my name and she immediately sounded a little nervous. I tried to be as polite and nice as I could and told her I had called to get her confidence and approval before I did anything else. The conversation turned out to be pleasant, but she didn’t think I should see Kelly yet. She said Jacy had not contacted her and she didn’t know of her whereabouts when I asked. She did agree to send photos and information on Kelly to me periodically and that I would be allowed to see her maybe in a few more years when she was older and might understand better. They had told Kelly nothing about the adoption yet. I agree to this and I did get photos and information almost immediately.

The photos kept coming in the next three years and I got to see her grow up in pictures. She was a beautiful little girl with sandy blond hair and blue eyes. She was very active and had begun participating in many activities including cheerleading, volleyball, basketball, and softball. She was evidently very good at all of these as I received word of her many awards from each. I was especially interested to learn that she was wanting to get active in weightlifting, because this was one of my favorite activities as well. I guess it gave us some type of connection.

I was still active in weightlifting and had now become very fit. I am about six feet tall and weigh two hundred pounds. I am very muscular and strong and eat healthily and have been complemented on my appearance many times. I guess because of the nature of this story, I should now say that my cock is large. I would say larger than normal based on all the porn movies I had seen. I measured it once out of silly curiosity and it measured to be twelve inches long when fully erect, and it was thick and wide in circumference. I do not consider myself a vain person, but I do see my cock as my best attribute, even though I was scared to use it. I still fought off women who tried to catch my eye and kept my concentration on my daughter to keep my mind off other women. There was one woman I went on a blind date with one time since college. I did it just as a favor to a friend of mine who was dating her sister and needed a double date partner. Her name was Bernice and she was gorgeous. The date had gone well despite my efforts to not be charming. Afterwards, we went back to my friend’s house and he and his date went into the bedroom. I could hear moans and an occasional scream come out of the room and it made me a little on edge trying to sit and talk with Bernice. She was noticeable attracted to me and finally she said "It sounds like they’re having fun in there doesn’t it?" I just smiled and said that it did but she became much more forward.

"We could be having that much fun to."

"I don’t think we should." I said.

"Don’t you like me?"

"Very much, but this is our first date."

"I’m not worried about that." she said.

She was wearing a formal black dress with shoulder straps that tied in the back behind her neck and had her long black hair up. She slowly reached behind her neck and untied the straps. She then folded her arms under her breasts and slowly lowered her arms down along with the top of her dress. She was not wearing a bra and her bare breasts were now fully exposed to me. She has a seductive grin on her face and I was dumbfounded. This was the first pair of live breasts I had seen since I was fifteen and I was astounded at how perfect they were. They were large and firm and her nipples pointed upward toward the ceiling. Her nipples were hard and only slightly lighter in color than her breasts; and there were no visible tan lines, which suggested that she sunbathed in the nude, because of her dark complexion. My cock was almost instantly erect and I was struggling in my seat to hide it. I guess I was very visibly nervous because she reached out, grabbed the back of my head and said "its all right." I was tingling as she pulled my head down onto her left breast and I immediately began to suck on her hard nipple. She was moaning as I began to move my head back and forth, giving attention to each nipple. After several minutes she pushed me back into the sofa and began rubbing my cock through my pants as she fumbled for my zipper. She was really turned on and was moaning loudly. I was about to burst in my pants as she finally undid my zipper and reached in for my cock. I saw her eyes widen as her hand wrapped around my shaft and she struggled a little to free my manhood. Her touches were driving me wild and I quickly stood up and undid my belt and pushed my pants down to my ankles. She had a look of astonishment on her face as my fully erect cock bounced with each pulse of my heart. She said, "You are so big!" and quickly grabbed my cock and began to stroke it. I was in heaven when she finally opened her mouth and I saw the massive tip of my cock penetrate her lips. She began to suck intensely as her tongue worked the underside of my cock head. Then she took her hands off my shaft and gripped my ass. Her head was pumping up and down on as much of my cock as she could fit into her beautiful mouth when I felt my orgasm begin to build rapidly. I reached down and stopped her head and she pulled away. She was looking up at me with confusion as if I had stopped a starving girl from a feast.

"I’m sorry. I am about to cum and I wanted to warn you."

She looked at me with a smile and said, "It’s ok, I want to make you cum. Just sit on the sofa and relax."

With that I sat down and she crawled up between my legs. She was looking into my eyes as she grabbed my cock and began to lick my scrotum. I had never experienced a blowjob in my life and it was more exciting than I could have imagined. After a few seconds, she raised her head and pulled herself closer to me. Her perfect breasts were bouncing lightly as she began to stroke here head up and down my shaft again. I couldn’t and wouldn’t stop her this time as I felt a huge rope escape from the head of my cock. She was still looking into my eyes as I saw them widen from my initial shot of cum. She kept sucking and swallowing the best she could as stream after stream of semen left my body. She was able to swallow most of it, but some did escape the corners of her mouth and slide down to my balls. She promptly licked the spill up and finished the task beautifully. A moment before, I would have done anything to fuck this beautiful creature, but suddenly the reality of my pathetic phobia set in again. She sat back on the floor, wiped her mouth and pulled up her dress. She wasn’t wearing any panties and she began to rub her neatly shaven pussy with her fingers. She then looked at me and said, "I’m all yours. Please fuck me with your beautiful cock."

It was the sexiest thing I had ever seen or heard, and still all I could think about was how to escape the situation. As she rubbed her clip with one hand and licked the fingers of her other hand, I could think of nothing but how I had gotten Jacy pregnant twelve years earlier. I was scared again. On the one hand, I wanted to push my cock into her vagina and fuck this beautiful creature until dawn; and on the other hand, I wanted to turn and run out the door and never look back. Not only was she beautiful and sexy, she had proven to have a great personality and be a great person as well. In the end I let my fears overwhelm me once again.

"I’m sorry Bernice, but it’s getting late and I should probably go." I couldn’t believe I was saying it.

She looked at me helplessly and said, "What do you mean? I though you liked me. Have I done something wrong?"

I wanted to tell her my whole situation right then and there, but I didn’t. Instead, I mumbled something about having a big day tomorrow and I pulled my pants up, said sorry, and left. She was still in the floor with a very hurt and confused look on her face as I said goodbye and walked out the door.

That night at home I must have jerked off a half dozen times and kicked myself a half dozen more for what had happened. Part of me wanted to get in a cab and go back to the house in hopes that she might still be in the floor, ready for me to make love to her. But I knew that wouldn’t happen. The reality is that if I was in the same situation again, I would do exactly the same thing. I hated myself for it but it had become impossible for me to fight it off. I thought maybe she is the one I could marry and end this phobia, but I was too scared to try. I was able to have oral sex, but if it came to intercourse, I couldn’t go through with it. I began to realize that it was because of the guilt I felt for Jacy and Kelly and that whole situation, and I could never make myself do anything to possible hurt others the same way. Commitment, I realized, was not exactly a strong suit of mine. In the next weeks and months, I tried to forget about Bernice and concentrate on Kelly, though it was much harder than I had thought it would be. Occasionally I would ask my friend about her, but he would just look at me, shake his head, and say, "You really blew it man." I never went any farther to try to get a better explanation. I took that as enough.

This story takes its twist not long after my date with Bernice. Kelly was thirteen and I was thirty when I received the awful news. First of all Kelly was in Junior High now and was turning into a stunningly beautiful young woman, judging by her pictures. She was still active in all her sports and in cheerleading. In talking to her foster parents on the phone, I would get to see her soon, as they had told her about me and she had become increasingly excited to see me. I was very happy about this and thing were going good until I learned that Kelly’s foster parents had been killed in a car accident. I was devastated not only because I had grown to really know and like them, but also because things were going so well with my visitation hopes. Now things were all askew. I knew Kelly must be devastated and I wanted to run to her for support, but I didn’t know if that would be best. I was still wondering what to do when a couple days later I received a call from a lawyer. He introduced himself as Mr. Styles and asked if I could meet him at his offices the next morning concerning the will of Kelly’s foster parents. I wholeheartedly agreed and I slept very little that night wondering what would happen and if I might actually see Kelly.

The next morning I arrived at Mr. Styles’ offices at eight o’clock sharp. I was as nervous and as excited as I have ever been. When I walked into the office, I saw a young woman sitting in the waiting area and immediately recognized her as Kelly. I went over to her with my heart racing and said "Hello Kelly." She looked very sad and had been crying, but when she looked up at me she immediately jumped from her chair, hugged me hard around the neck, and sobbed.

"Oh daddy, I’m so glad to see you."

I have never been happier or more overwhelmed with emotion in all my life. I was with my daughter finally. Tears filled my eyes as I hugged her back, speechless. Finally Kelly broke the embrace and looked down toward my trousers. Then she looked back at me, smiled, and said "He’s waiting for us." Kelly turned around and started for the door of Mr. Styles office. I hadn’t noticed until now that my cock was fully erect. I walked half-bent and fully embarrassed into the office behind my daughter. I couldn’t keep my eyes off her. She was only thirteen, but was the most beautiful girl I had ever seen. She looks mature for her age. Her face looked like something out of Greek mythology. Her breasts were still developing, but were tight and perky, and she was slim, yet very athletic looking. The most amazing thing though was her ass. She had the most perfectly rounded ass I had ever seen. She was wearing a pair of short-shorts that barely covered the curvature of her cheeks, and her legs extending down out of the short legs could not have been sculpted any better. She looked like a model for one of those fitness shows you see on ESPN. I couldn’t believe how I was reacting to her and I felt guilty for it.

The lawyer said that he was the executor of Kelly’s parents will and there was a lot to go over.

"Mr. Meers, you may not know this, but Mr. And Mr. Stoves (Kelly’s foster parents) didn’t have any immediate family left. They came to me about a year ago to draw up their will. Surprising to me, they named you as a major beneficiary to their will. Now I have known the Stoves for many years, and this was shocking to me at first as you may well understand. I hadn’t heard of you before you see. But after hearing the story, it made sense."

"Well thank you Mr. Styles. I consider the Stoves to be close friends of mine."

"I’m sure you do. Now, this is very basic if we can come to an agreement. If you agree to take in Kelly, and if Kelly agrees to live with you until she becomes of age, then I can simply state the terms in the will and we will be done. What do you say?"

I could tell the lawyer was an old friend of the family and conducted himself in a more laid-back manner, and I appreciated it. I had thought of the possibility of Kelly moving in with me since the accident and I knew I wanted that to happen. I just hope Kelly felt the same way. After I expressed as much to Mr. Styles, he turned his attentions to Kelly.

"What do you say Kelly?"

Kelly didn’t speak at first and had a funny look in her eyes. She then said "Mr. Styles, I would like nothing more now than to live with my father."

I was ecstatic, but tried to hold it in. Mr. Styles then proceeded to lay out the terms of the will which, among other things, said that Kelly was to move in with me and all the money of the estate will go to her when she turns eighteen, except for two thousand dollars each month that would be put into my account for the raising of Kelly. Apparently the Stoves were more well-to-do than I had thought. The house would be sold and Kelly would move to me to a city not far away. Kelly wasn’t excited about moving at first, but she soon realized that it was what had to happen.

The next couple of years were strange in an unexpected way. Kelly and I grew close quickly and I was very active in her life, but I couldn’t understand my feelings for her. I loved her like a father, but there was something more. I frequently got erections if I was around her for very long, and I always became erect whenever she would hug me or kiss me. I also still had a problem with my perception of her. I saw her as my daughter, but I also saw her as a beautiful woman living in my home. I actually felt lust for her and this caused me much grief. I began dating more after Kelly moved in, but now I was infatuated with Kelly all the time, even when I was out on dates. This caused a lot of feelings of frustration and guilt. I would often masturbate in bed at night to the though of Kelly. I would fantasize about her in the shower or undressing, or even sometimes having sex. Having moved to a new town, Kelly was still getting to know kids her age and so she spent a lot of time around the house. She often wore skimpy outfits and lounged around so that her clothes would become ruffled and expose even more than they should. This would add to my sexual frustrations, but I couldn’t keep from staring and gawking. I would often have to leave the room for a quick masturbation session. I would return and she would say, "Where did you go for so long." I would just smile and make something up. After a while, she had made a few friends and didn’t spend as much time at home, but she still stayed at home most nights and she never stayed out late. She was a beautiful girl, but seemed to resist boyfriends. I began to hope that she didn’t get some crazy phobia like her old man. I knew the boys must all get hard-ons over her. Otherwise things were quite normal at our home, until shortly after her sixteenth birthday.

I was in my room one day thinking of Kelly and becoming very horny when I decided to take a shower. Kelly was down stairs watching t.v. and I figured now was a good time. I turned the water on, stripped, looked down at my growing twelve-inch cock, and stepped into the shower. I was fantasizing about Kelly and pulling my cock, when I heard Kelly call out my name. I decided to ignore her calls and suddenly became thankful that I had left the bathroom door slightly open. I heard her call once more and then saw the bathroom door open slightly. I looked away quickly. I wanted her to see me stroking my cock as if she weren’t even there. It was the most forbidden of taboos to desire your own daughter, but I couldn’t resist a little voyeurism. The shower door was clear glass and you could see everything. I could see out of the corner of my eye that she was still there standing watching me. As I continued, I could see that her hand was inside the skimpy shorts she was wearing and she was rubbing herself. Her other hand was on her breasts. I thought it strange because she could easily be caught if I had said anything, but of course I didn’t, and she didn’t seem to mind a little danger either. The situation was affecting me and I could soon feel my orgasm building. A few seconds later, I was shooting the biggest load of my life all over the shower door, in full view of Kelly. She was still rubbing herself, and I swore I heard her moan as I came. I waited a few seconds and cleaned myself and the shower up a little and Kelly had left. I quickly got out and decided two could play her game. I put on a tight pair of shorts, no underwear, and nothing else as I strode down to the living room. Kelly was sitting on the couch watching a movie when I plopped down beside her. She seemed unusually nervous and I knew why. After a few minutes she looked over at me and said "What are you wearing?"

"Just some comfortable house clothes, why?"

"Dad! It’s a little revealing, don’t you think?"

"No more revealing than what you have on."

"Why with that on, you might as well be naked!"

I smiled and said, "Hey, you wear the skimpiest things I have ever seen a woman wear in my life, and you are lecturing me?"

She just rolled her eyes. We continued to watch t.v. for several minutes and then she floored me with a question I never would have thought she would ask me in a million years.

"Dad, if I did wear nothing around the house, would that be all right?"

I looked at her and was speechless. Could she be serious? Here was the most beautiful woman I had ever seen, my daughter nonetheless, and she was asking permission to walk around the house naked.

"You want to walk around naked?" I asked uncomfortably.

Shyly she said, "Well, yeah, if its ok. I guess I am a nudist at heart and just never had the nerve to express it to you."

I thought a minute about how to answer this. I wanted to sound fatherly, instead of like a teenage boy with a hard-on.

"Well, if you really feel that way, I guess its ok. Just around the house though."

"Daddy, it would make me more comfortable if you would join me."

I was really floored now. Not only did my daughter, the object of my fantasies, want to do around naked, she now wanted me to join her. I loved the idea but played it off a little.

"I don’t know about that. You sure it wouldn’t be too weird."

"I don’t think so daddy. Besides, we’re family, aren’t we?"

"But honey, you are still a beautiful woman. Now, I don’t mind the nudism, but you will have to understand that it might make my cock erect to be naked and to see you naked. Is that ok for you?"

She said, "Daddy, I know about that kind of thing and I am fine with it. So do you want to do it now?"

After a little more debate, I agreed. You should have seen her. She quickly jumped up and practically tore her clothes off. All she was wearing was a pair of short-shorts and a tank top so there really wasn’t much to take off, but when she did, I assure you I never took my eyes off. Her breasts were magnificent, much like Bernice’s had been a few years before. They were smaller than Bernice’s but they nipples had the same color tone and the same upward tilt. I was pleasantly surprised to see her pussy was completely shaven and she had an even tan over her body. I didn’t ask where she sunbathed. I decided I could save that for another fantasy some night. I sat and admired her for several seconds, forgetting that I was her father and she was my daughter. She then said, "Daddy? It’s your turn now."

I had almost forgotten and became suddenly nervous. I had a huge erection and now I had to expose it. My daughter was looking eagerly at my crotch, and I began to question the innocence of her motivation. I slowly slid the tight shorts down my muscular legs and then raised up. My balls felt suddenly huge and my cock as pointing strait out from the weight of my twelve-inch erection. Kelly was beautiful. She was fabulously fit and you could make out the six pack in her abs. She had worked out some with me and more at school and you could really see the results in her bareness. We looked at each other for a few intense seconds.

"Isn’t this great daddy?"

"Yeah" I said shyly "I guess it is kinda freeing."

She then sat back down beside me and snuggled up next to me to watch more t.v. I was very uncomfortable, but very horny at the same time. After a while, she asked me another question that make my eyes just about pop out of the sockets.

"Daddy, do you ever masturbate?"

"What kind of question is that?"

"I was just wondering. Being naked if freeing me up to ask the hard questions if guess. I have wondered about boys for some time now and thought I would ask you some questions if you don’t mind."

"I guess if it’s in the interest of knowledge I can play along. Yes I do masturbate."

"How much?"

"I guess most every day. I think boys need to more than girls, though I could be wrong."

"I think you are wrong daddy, because I masturbate every day too."

I was astounded by what she was saying but I would soon realize this was just the beginning to a long night of discovery.

"Will you masturbate with me daddy?"

"Now Kelly, you shouldn’t ask me that. That is not the kind of thing a father and daughter should do."

"Why not daddy? We both admitted we do it. Why can’t we learn from each other and help each other out?"

"What do you mean by that?" I asked.

"Maybe we could look at some of the porno movies you have while we do it. And maybe even, if you want to, we could help each other do it. You know, I could touch you and you could touch me."

It was all I could do not to take my cock and beat off on her right then and there. I knew it would only take a few seconds, as I could see the precum dripping down my shaft now. Without saying any more, I quickly stood up, grabbed her by the hand, and led her to my bedroom. I sat her down on my bed and pulled a porno from the drawer. I don’t know how Kelly found them, and I don’t care. I was so turned on by the fact that she knew where they were and had undoubtedly used them to masturbate to. I sat beside her and pushed play on the remote. As we watched the sex on the screen, I began to stroke my cock.

"Can I do that for you daddy?"

Without a word, I leaned back and felt Kelly put her small teenage hand on my cock. She then began to stroke it up and down, turning her head back and forth from my cock to the t.v. screen.

"I’m going to try something daddy. Don’t worry."

Before I could ask what she was about to do, I saw her put her mouth around the head of my cock and begin sucking. I was in heaven. I knew it was wrong, but didn’t want it to stop. Kelly raised her head for a few seconds and looking into my eyes.

"I saw you in the shower today daddy. I know what you did and I want you to let me do it from now on. I’ve wanted you ever since the first time I saw you in the lawyer’s office. I felt your huge cock with that first hug and I’ve wanted to feel it again ever since. I’ve wanted to taste it. I want you to fuck me daddy. I want to be your daughter and your wife."

Those words, as much as anything else, caused me to shoot rope after rope of cum all over Kelly’s mouth and face. I was astounded by what she was saying, I couldn’t even speak. To my surprise she licked and drank as much of it as she could. Then she fell back on the bed, spread her legs, and began fingering her pussy.

"Fuck me now daddy. I need more cum. I want you to know that I am your slut whore. I am a virgin, but I know I can take all of your big cock inside me. I know I can! Its why I was born!"

I thought for a moment about my phobia. About how I hadn’t had intercourse with a woman since I was younger than Kelly. About how I couldn’t possibly allow another pregnancy out of wedlock because of me. All of this fluttered and then left my mind. Now all I thought about was fucking Kelly. Fucking the pussy that these balls had been responsible for making sixteen years ago. And if another pregnancy was in the cards....so be it! She was my daughter AND my wife now. If she were to get pregnant, I was in a position to raise the child now. Kelly could be a mother at sixteen and I could be her motherfucker. I could be a father twice. A father and a grandfather at the same time. I thought about how wonderful that could be as I positioned myself between Kelly’s legs, my cock still covered in cum and saliva. I leaned down and tasted her beautiful pussy. It was smooth and young. It showed not clit, no labia, only a smooth mound with a tight little slit. I forced my tongue between the slit until I found the covered clit. I tickled it and sucked it. Kelly’s moans quickly turned to screams as I beamed with pride. She was loving my kisses and so I continued. I licked and sucked he clit until she bucked wildly on the bed. I hooked my arms around her legs and buried my tongue into her slit, running it up and down. I lifted her ass occasionally to taste her ass, her beautiful perfect ass. I was like a machine. Every time she would cum and her clit became sensitive, she would beg me to stop and fuck her.

"OH GOD PLEASE, ENOUGH DADDY, PLEASE STOP AND SHOVE YOUR COCK IN!"

This is when I would speed up my tongue and quickly get her going again.

"OH YES, YESSSSS, OH FUCK DADDY, YOUR TONGUE IS SO GOOD!"

After at least a half dozen orgasms, I quickly raised up, took my cum-soaked cock in my hand, and guided it to her velvety soft pussy. It was more than lubed and ready with her cum and my saliva, that the head of my cock slipped in easily. It was the rest that was a challenge.

"Don’t stop pushing it in daddy, no matter what I say, I want it all!"

I took her words to heart and began my quest. My cock slit about a quarter in before her eyes widened and she screamed out "OH GOD!" I know I was at the hymen and I pushed through. She screamed out "OH FUCK" and tears streamed down her face. I continued on as she bit her lip in pain. She looked so sexy. She was sweating all over and her make-up was messy. She had been crying, but I knew it was what she wanted. After all, she was my slut whore now. Her body was perfect, shimmering in the light of the room and her beautiful legs were wrapped tightly around me. Every now and then she would squeeze her legs so tightly, I would struggle for air, but I never quit pushing. Not until I felt my pelvis make contact with hers and my balls rested gently on her tight little perfect ass. She was moaning loudly, and hadn’t noticed that I had stopped. Her eyes were glassed over and she seemed to be in a dream when I took her head in my hands and looked at her. She looked back.

"You did it sweethearts. You took all of daddys twelve inches! I’m so proud of you!"

She smiled up at me and then grabbed my head and pulled my lips down to hers. She opened her mouth wide as we shared a long kiss. It was probably my favorite part of the whole night. My first passionate kiss with my daughter. It was more personal somehow and I was in heaven. As we kissed, I pulled my cock part-way out of her smooth, tight pussy and then quickly shoved it back in. She broke our kiss to scream out as I started to rhythmically plunge my cock in and out of her tight hole. He pussy felt fantastic, though I hadn’t had much to base it on. This was only the second pussy my cock had entered in my life. Ironically enough, the only other time was that night in back bedroom of my best friends house when I was fifteen. That pussy belonged to the mother of the pussy I was now fucking. And I will have to say that Jacy was only able to take in about half of my cock. Her daughter had her beat in that department. After a few minutes on top of Kelly, I decided to change position. I grabbed her and rolled over until I was on my back and she was on top. She instinctively raised up and began bouncing on my cock. We continued to fuck in many positions until finally settling on doggy position. This position was driving her wild and I could feel my orgasm cumming. I yelled out, "Baby, I’m cumming!" and to my surprise, Kelly quickly pulled away, turned around, and stuffed as much as my cock into her mouth as she could. I came hard, even harder than the first time and she gagged. To my surprise she didn’t spill any cum and drank it all down.

"Sorry daddy, but I had to taste you again. I think I’m a cum whore!"

"That’s perfectly fine sweety, you have as much as you want."

She continued to suck my cock long after I came. I was wondering what she was doing and if maybe she hadn’t had enough yet. I asked her if she wanted more cock.

"Oh yes daddy, but this time I want it in my asshole."

I was stunned. I said "I don’t know baby, daddy might hurt you there."

"I can take it daddy! I know I can!"

I smiled at the childish manner in which she spoke, but I wasn’t about to tell her no. I told her to go to the bathroom and get the Vaseline out of the cabinet. I then bent her over the bed and put a generous about on her nice little asshole. I coated my cock with the Vaseline as I plunged my thumb in and out of her ass. When I thought it was ready, I stuck my cock at the hole and told Kelly to get ready. I quickly pushed and my cock slid about a quarter of the way in. She yelled out in pain and then said, "Don’t stop daddy, keep going, fuck my ass." I did just as she said and after several minutes, I was fully in my daughters ass. She has cried again but said how much she loved it. He ass had stretched out well and took all of my cock, even though it felt like my cock was in a vise. I slowly fucked Kelly for what must have been twenty minutes as she rubbed her clit. She must have cum a dozen times more, and I even thought she passed out for a few seconds there. She really was a slut whore, my slut whore, and I loved it. This time I selfishly came in her ass without warning. I wanted to know what it felt like to cum inside her. It was great. Afterwards she wanted to taste my cock, so she sucked my soft cock for a few more minutes until it was clean of all the cum and lube. It couldn’t have tasted to good I thought, but she seemed to love it, as all slut whores do.

I think she would have wanted more, but my cock had all it could take for one night. I had to promise her the next day I would fuck her more, and she seemed to take it ok. She was quite a site. Makeup all messy, drenched with sweat and cum, pussy and asshole stretched. She was all mine. Yessir, all mine. Wife and daughter. We showered, kissed, talked about the future, things couples do. I finally wasn’t afraid anymore. If she did get pregnant, I hope for a little girl. A dad and a grandad. That would be nice. And all my fantasies could be lived out. The only thing better than one slut whore at your beckon call, is two slut whores at your beckon call.