Gender: Female Age: Secret Location: N/A
There are some things that dad's were just not
supposed to have to deal with. I mean, the usual
growing up, especially for boys shouldn't be a big
deal. Dad's should be horsewhipped if they don't do
their share in the raising and giving their kids
attention, but there are somethings that if a guy
attempts to do with a daughter, it's just going to get
him into trouble.
It's not that I didn't know stuff. I'm pretty
knowledgeable about parenting and things that kids have
to learn as they grow up. But knowing everything is
one thing, explaining it to a child...especially your
own child, is not all that easy. Throw in that, being
a child and she has no idea what your talking about,
it's like first contact with an extraterrestrial.
Anyway, it's been Jessie and me for the last
couple years. When she was ten, her mom left. Didn't
say anything, just packed a bag and left. I watched
after her thinking, "Where is she going?". That was
the last I saw of her. I didn't mind to much. She
was not very nice and a little crazy, too. Since then
I have been taking care of Jess. It helped a couple
months later when I hit the powerball and became a
I-got-a-lot-of-fucking-money-aire. I won't go into
how much money we have, but our house has more rooms
then the local hospital. When Jess gets pissed off at
me she just goes for a walk around the house and it
takes me 2 days to find her. I kept working, for
something to do, but not to hard. I spent as much
time as I could with Jessie. I helped her with her
homework and went to her school activities with her.
We did almost everything together. So what happened?
One word. Tits.
Dad's are naturally a little sensitive on the
subject of their daughter's puberty. They go through
phases just like someone going through grief. First
there is the cold sweats. This, for a rational,
intelligent guy like me, is when that birthday party
comes where you realize that she's of the right age
for it to start. Denial comes soon after, as a kind
of relief to the cold sweats. You realize that she
still isn't showing any signs, so you still have time
to put it off. Then there is shock. This happens
when you notice that those little nipple buds start
getting bigger and rounder, until they start pushing
her t-shirt away from the rest of her body. Lastly,
there is the run-and-hide phase, where your daughter
keeps asking you to take her shopping for a bra and
you mumble something, turn into a door frame, bounce
off, adjust, and skitter away to some dark corner of
the house. There are other phases like the
wet-bra-drying -in-the-bathroom phase, the
no-bra-wearing stage, and others along the way I won't
get into, cuz I have yet to get to that point.
I was still in denial until that fateful day that
Jessie jumped into my lap and used me as a recliner
while we watched an old horror movie.
I know your not supposed to let kids watch scary movies,
but Jess just thought they were hilarious. At some point
during the movie, Jessie pulled my arms around her and
then rested across her chest. I noticed that her chest
seemed a lot more squishy then usual, until Jess piped
up with, "Dad, your squishing my boobs". I realized
that as my shock was kicking in, my arms had tightened
more and more around her. Might have been some kind
of Freudian thing, but it took Jessie's voice to snap
me out of my trance, and I immediately moved my arms
down around her waist. Shock was hitting me hard when
I let my attention of the movie drift to look over
Jessie's shoulder and see those cute little nipple
buds at full attention. I couldn't tear my eyes away,
looking down the collar of her t-shirt to see some
serious swelling going on down there. Things ran
through my head, making me wonder why I hadn't noticed
I had grown up during the 70's, and my parents
were still living the 60's. The attitude of teaching
children to love their bodies was still going strong,
and being nude in front of your child was not
punishable by 1-3 in state lock-up. No, they weren't
sitting around in the buff, but walking naked to the shower
happened often enough, and there was always the
occasional shower in the rain. I always felt this was
a healthy attitude, and now that the wife wasn't
arguing about it anymore, I pretty much had the same
attitude with Jessie. I thought back to the last few
times I saw her nude form and had pictures in my head
of her cute little butt running away from me, her
hairless and pouty "cookie" between her legs, and
pretty flat chest. As I went through my mental files,
however, all the images I had of her chest, her boobs
were smaller then mine. I couldn't produce a single
recent memory of her now apparent headlights.
I had a handle on the whole female reproductive
process, but being able to determine whether Jessie
needed slims or semi-wide, or if the ones with wings
came with landing gear or you had to buy that
There also were no classes in college on
buying bra's for pubescent girls, cuz I would have
taken it if there was. Jessie's monthly's started
promptly a month before her twelth birthday and she
was a sport about it. Of course, she came to me as
nervous as any young girl telling her single father
that she needed to go to the store and buy pads, but
my own ineptitude at portraying the calm and
supportive father while having a total meltdown inside
my head, was so comical that Jessie started laughing
so hard that she didn't recover until we were half way
to the store. Luckily, Jessie knew exactly what it
was that she needed, other then my wallet, and the
time at the store wasn't particularly painful.
I had no issues with buying Jessie panties. I
had been doing that for years already. Buying a bra
had a lot more components to it then panties. First,
there was telling her that it was time to get one,
then being fitted for one, then picking out something
appropriate for a 12 year old. I decided that what I
needed to do was prepare for the event, knowing what I
was going to say and do before it all happened. I
worked out the speech I was going to give her, picked
out a store that could do the fitting and still had a
nice selection for young girls, and would not cause me
undo embarrassment while I waited. On the fateful
night that I picked to present the subject of wearing
a bra with Jessie, she sat quietly through my whole
speech and provided me with the only response that I
wasn't prepared for.
I sat confused for a bit before I finally asked,
"What do you mean no?"
"I don't need to wear a bra. I don't want to
wear one, I don't like them, I'm not not going to. If
you want to buy a bra so bad, YOU wear it".
I wasn't quite sure where to go with this. First
off, I had done all this planning and put all this
work into doing this the right way and it was all
going to waste. On the other hand, it meant that I
didn't have to deal with it. I decided to take the
high road and let her have her way. The thing that I
hadn't counted on is how hot those nipples looked. My
final word on the matter was, "Well you better do
something about those then, before you take an eye
out". From that time on, Jessie started wearing two
t-shirts, whenever she left the house. At home, she
still pranced around in very little, and those nipples
were always sticking out, begging to be fondled, and I
was continually turning the other way to adjust my
hard cock in my pants.
So it came to pass on a night that Jessie was
once again in my lap. I was sitting in the recliner
in just my boxers. Jess came into the room to watch
TV with me in just one of my old shirts and panties.
She didn't hesitate to climb over the arm of the
recliner and settle on my lap. With an inappropriate
amount of wiggling, she managed to settle with my cock
neatly wedged between her asscheeks. With her bare
legs laying over mine, almost the same length now, her
smooth skin against mine was pleasantly arousing. It
wasn't long before my cock was rock hard along the
crease of her cute little ass.
The movie was a typical hero action fantasy
thing. It gave me the opportunity to wrap my arms
around Jessie and pull her tighter onto my lap. Every
time that Jessie fidgeted, it felt like the cheeks of
her ass was stroking my cock. She leaned her head
back into me and I nuzzled her, softly rubbing my
course beard across her bare neck. I looked down and
the top of my shirt had opened up and I had a clear
view of Jessie's beautiful new breasts, topped with
those cherry nipples, that were as usual, standing
"That tickles, daddy", Jessie said squirming and
"Does it?", I asked in a quiet deep voice,
breathing warm air down on her shoulder.
"Yeah, but it feels nice".
So now that I knew that her attention was on her
neck, my hands slid under my shirt and caressed her
belly. Not an overtly sexual act, but the intimacy of
my hands across her soft skin made my balls boil. I
could tell she was enjoying the attention. I assumed
that was completely oblivious to my perverted desires.
I let my hands relax and they slowly dropped down her
stomach to her waist. I could feel the waistband of
her little bikini panties against the edge of my hand.
It made me squirm in my seat, grinding my hard cock
into her ass. My hands broke apart and settled over
each of her legs. She did a stretch over me and let
her legs fall to the outside of mine. My fingertips
had a mind of their own, as they naturally came to
rest on her inner thighs, softly stroking them.
We were at the part of the movie where the hero
and the saucy "woman-in-charge", while they couldn't
stand each other, realized that they wanted each
Jessie was breathing steady and letting out a
little purring noise, as she reached up over her head
and put her arms around my neck behind her. The scent
of her hair made me forget about the movie. I was
letting my hands move higher and higher,ever so
slowly, as I stroked her thighs. I was so intent on
my finger play on her thighs that it took me by
surprise when I felt the gusset of her panties. I
froze when Jessie closed her eye's softly and let out
a barely audible moan.
"Are you ok baby?"
"Mmmm Hmmm", was all that came from her. We both
had gone from a state of total relaxation, well at
least most of my body, to a much more rigid state. I
edged my hands away from between her legs when her
arms came up and wrapped around mine, forcing my hands
back together and pushing them back between her legs.
I now had a firm grasp on my daughter's pussy, and not
only did she know it, she was making it happen. What
was I supposed to do now? I'm sitting here
contemplating the most perverted things a father can
imagine, scheming of ways to get away with it without
her knowing. At the same time, I am struggling with
the morality of destroying my daughter's innocence.
Mean while, my daughter is humping herself on my hand.
Do I stop her? Do I use it to my advantage? I know
that even if it's what she wants, it doesn't relieve
me of my guilt. I'm the adult, the parent. Fuck it.
"I like your hands there, it feels good", she
almost whispered, but trying to maintain the illusion
that she was watching the movie.
With her legs clamped down on my hands, I noticed
that the crotch of her panties were very warm, and
getting damper by the second. Her legs squeezed in
pulses around my wrists.
"But your breaking my elbows, baby".
"Sorry, daddy, but don't move your hands, ok?"
"Baby, you know I shouldn't be touching you
there, right?", I asked quietly. It was like I was
asking permission from my daughter to molest her. I
was such a pig. But damn.
"I know, daddy, but I really like how it feels.
You like it to, I can tell. That's not a spring
poking me in the butt".
Busted. Now what, my daughter knows I'm a perv.
"I'm sorry, baby, maybe you should move".
"No, daddy, please? I like feeling you against
me. And I like when you touch me there, too. I know
we aren't supposed to, but I won't tell anyone. I
Ok, now I'm supposed to argue against something
that I really, really, really want to do. Somehow I
don't think I'm going to win this one.
"Alright, but ease up on the elbows, baby, your
turning them inside out. Just lay back and relax".
"Ok, daddy", Jess giggled, "but I don't know how
relaxed I can be".
Jess eased back again and relaxed her arms, but
she kept her hands over mine, like she was worried I
might pull them away again. This time there wasn't
any pretense, I was stroking my daughter's pussy
through her panties. My middle finger was tracing the
crease in the middle lightly, back and forth, over and
over again. Jess raised her knees up and put her bare
feet on the seat of the recliner, opening her up even
more. With each stroke of my finger, the crease went
deeper and deeper between her round pussylips. Jessie
was pushing back more and more insistantly, each time
her ass cheeks would clamp around my cock.
"You like that, baby?", I whispered into her ear,
kissing it lightly.
"Oh, yes, daddy, please don't stop!", she
responded in a strained voice.
"I won't, baby, I promise", I assured her
quietly. I could feel the hard nub at the top of her
cleft. I started to focus on it, making little
circles around it, then back and forth over the top of
it. Jessie was arching hard now, making little Uh-uh
noises in rhythm with my fingers. I kissed up and
down Jessie's neck and ears while I did my best to
hold her against my cock. I let my free hand drift up
her belly to those cute little mounds that had started
all this. I let my hand slide over each of them, back
and forth, feeling her hard nipples drag across my
palm. Jessie pulled the crotch of her soaked panties
to the side and jammed my fingers into her open pussy
lips, but rather then penetrating her, I let my finger
drag back and forth across her opening and clit.
Jessie's sounds became a mixed chant of "yes, daddy"
and "faster, daddy" with an occasional "harder, daddy"
thrown in. It didn't take long before her body went from
pumping my hand to a couple seizure like jerks
followed by her whole body clamped tight around my
arm. I let my arm relax and provided just a little
pressure against her pussy mound with my hand while
she went through the thralls of her orgasm. I knew
that she would be a little sensitive for a bit, so I
just held her like that while her body slowly relaxed
over me. After about 5 minutes, Jessie turned onto
her side over me and curled up. In another 5 minutes
I could hear her steady breathing against my chest,
telling me that she had fell asleep.
The end of the movie was pretty typical.
Everyone died including the woman co-star, except for
the hero. Some hero. When the credits started to
roll, I gently lifted Jessie up and carried her to her
bed. As I layed her on the bed, I could see that her
panties were still wet and clinging to her, and
decided that it was a good idea to remove them. It
was no small feat to remove them while she slept, but
I eventually got them off her without waking. I
covered her up with all her blankets, taking one last
longing look at her bare asscheeks before laying them
over her. I was about to throw her panties into the
wash when my perverted nature got the better of me.
Jessie had a mind-numbing orgasm, and I got to play
with her pussy, but I was still horny beyond belief.
I walked to my bedroom and closed the door. I pulled
my boxers off over my cock, which wasn't as easy as it
I laid down on top of my bed and brought
Jessie's panties to my face. They were still warm
from her body heat, and the crotch was soaked. I
breathed in her scent and then brought them to my
mouth and tasted them. My other hand wrapped around
my cock and slowly moved up and down. I knew I was
only a couple minutes away from cumming as I flashed
between the feeling of Jessie's ass on my cock and
thoughts of running my tongue in and out of her little
pussy. I took her panties from my mouth and wrapped
them around my cock and balls and started stroking
faster. At the thought of the tip of my tongue
sinking between Jessie's pussylips, I shot a long
stream of cum past my belly up to my chest. Followed
by 4 more lines of cum covering me from nipple to
navel. I just layed there for a while I regained my
strength. I kept thinking how warm Jessie's sleeping
body had been against mine. I wondered what she would
think about her pervert father in the morning. Even
as I was thinking about the consequences of my
actions, I was contemplating how I would get another
opportunity to feel my daughter again.
I was still asleep. Kind of. It was that
feeling you get before you wake up that you can think
and tell yourself that it's time to get up, but your
not really awake yet. There was a feeling, a really
nice feeling, in the region of my balls, like they had
a nice warm blanket covering them. As the blanket
moved a bit, I knew that wasn't right. As I struggled
to bring myself to full consciousness, I remembered a
couple things from last night. First, I had fell
asleep just as I was, laying naked on my back on top
of the covers. Normally that wouldn't have bothered
me too much, but the dried feeling over my belly
reminded me that I had fell asleep before cleaning up.
My next concern was that I was not alone. I forced
my eyes open to see my daughter with her hand cupping
my balls. Her hand was making soft massaging motions
over my ball sack. Her eyes were glued to the pair of
panties that were still wrapped around it and my
raging hard cock. AS it become more apparent that I
was awake, Jessie turned and looked up at me with a
"Good morning, daddy. Your thing is really big
and hard. No wonder it was sticking into my butt last
night. But why are my panties all wrapped around
it?", she asked with a quizzical look on her face.
I was trying my best to shake off the fog in my
head now. I couldn't come up with any good excuse for
this, so I decided to go right for the truth. It was
all I had. "When I was touching you last night I got
excited, baby. After I put you in bed last night I
touched myself like I was touching you. Your panties
felt so good when you were sitting on my lap, I wanted
to feel them against me more", I explained, hoping
that it would suffice.
"How?", she asked, not letting go of my balls.
"How did you touch yourself?"
"Kind of like how you are right now", I replied.
"And it feels like it did when you were touching
"I don't know, I can only tell you how it feels to
"Show me", she insisted. Still looking at me like
I was a teacher she was a student anxious to learn.
I moved my hand to where I had it last night but
Jessie stopped me. "No, daddy. Show ME how to do it.
I want you to feel as good as you made me feel last
Cautiously, I took her free hand in mine and
wrapped it around the area that was still covered by
panties. I moved her hand up and down along my shaft
as I had done the night before. I showed her how to
turn her wrist as she stroked my cock, and where it
was most sensitive. I don't know what was getting me
more turned on, the feeling of my daughter's hands
around my shaft or the look on her face like this was
a science experiment that she wanted to do well on. I
wanted to warn her what was going to happen but all I
could get out was "Oh, yes baby, stroke daddy's cock
faster". When I came, it didn't shoot quite as far as
the night before, but it was still enough to impress
Jess. She kept stroking, albeit slower, while I
unloaded more and more cum onto my belly once again.
I removed her hand and her panties and pulled Jess up
to me and kissed her. I looked at her and said, "I
think I need a shower. What would you like for
"I think I want a shower to. Can I come in with
you?", she asked smiling. It was hard to look at that
face and say no to anything, and I couldn't think of
anything that would convince me to say no. I opened
the door to my bathroom for her and let her lead the
I set the water temperature and led Jessie into
the full glass enclosure of my deluxe shower. Jessie
walked right in and soaked up the hot water coming
from 3 different directions. It was like standing
under a waterfall. I stopped a second and took in her
beautiful adolescent form as water cascaded over it.
The shower was a 25 square feet inside, with a
bench-like seat built into the side. I moved into the
water with Jessie and our bodies bumped into each
other as we turned and soaked ourselves. I grabbed
the bodywash and started rubbing it over her body,
lathering her from head to toe. I ran my hands over
her tits and watched her nipples rise and poke
straight at me.
My hands slid all over her smooth
young body and pulled it up against mine. The feeling
was so great that my cock began to stiffen again and
poke out in Jessie's direction. Jessie didn't
hesitate to grab it and start using the lather from
her body to soap it up thoroughly. My hands engulfed
her asscheeks and I let my fingers slide between them,
pushing lather in along the crack of her ass. I
pulled her out of the water for a minute and poured
some shampoo on her head and started washing her long
hair in an attempt to slow everything down for a bit.
I loved the look of her body covered in white, with a
few spots of flesh showing through. Jessie grabbed
the shampoo and started returning the favor but
couldn't reach my head as easily, so I sat down on the
bench in front of her while she massaged my bristled
scalp. She stood between my knees, allowing me to run
my hands up and down her body, in particular her legs.
Like a lot of young girls, Jessie was three quarters
legs and it was fun to run my hands up and down them,
especially on the inside. After a couple minutes
under the water, the soap was washed away and we were
bare skin again.
I pulled Jessie to me and let her
place a foot alongside me on the bench. I kissed my
way down her belly to her bare pussy and noticed a
slight bit of stubble over her mound, and I wondered
how long she had been shaving it off. My kisses
started covering her pussylips and I could feel her
hands on my head again. The way she was posed, her
pusslips were naturally parted and my tongue was drawn
to it like a magnet. By Jessie's reaction, I was
right in assuming this was something that she had
never felt before. There was no doubt at this point
that she had been playing with her pussy, I just
wasn't sure if anyone else had. I knew that she
couldn't quite reach it with her own tongue, so this
was going to be better then anything she had felt so
I slipped my tongue out from between her cuntlips
and up to her clit. I ran my tongue around and around
her little nub till her body started to shake and then
moved back down and covered her whole pussy with my
mouth. I moved my tongue in slowly and steadily,
until my tongue was as deep inside her as it would go.
I explored the walls of her tunnel with the tip of my
tongue and lapped up every bit of the lubricant
pouring out of her. I flattened my tongue and
stretched her open and started fucking it in and out
of her. She had moved her hands behind my head now
and started fucking her hips into my face. To give
her a little added excitement, I placed a finger over
her little asshole and started pressing against it.
When I heard her familiar chant of "Oh, daddy, Yes,
daddy", I moved my mouth to her clit again and started
butterflying it with my tongue. I moved my thumb into
her pussy and started fucking it in and out of her and
within seconds, Jessie's knees were shaking under her
own weight. I used my free arm to support her as she
had screaming orgasm against my mouth. She bent
forward as she came and I was supporting her mostly
with my head. I eased her onto my lap and pointed one
of the shower heads at us to revive her and rinse us
off one more time.
We had pancakes for breakfast with plenty of
syrup. I made up a pound of bacon for the two of us,
because I figured that we would need our energy, at
least I did. As Jessie was stuffing pancakes into her
mouth, she started feeling the need to start talking
about what happened in the shower.
"Daddy, what is it like to lick down there?", she
asked stabbing some more squares of pancake.
"Baby, at this point, I think it's ok for you to
use words for your body parts, and as long as it's
clean, licking pussy tastes great, especially yours",
I tried to explain.
"Do you like having your cock licked?" she asked,
looking to see how I was going to react.
I had to smile a little at her following my lead.
"I haven't actually heard of any guy not liking his
cock sucked, baby, girls don't always like to do it
though", I responded, trying to be as educational as
possible. Somehow it justified all the liberties I
was taking with Jess.
"Yeah, but would you like it if I sucked YOUR
cock?", she asked looking right at me, blushing a
little. I saw the question coming all the way down
the street, and my nervousness built as it got closer
and closer. How far was I going to take this? How
much was I going to risk?
"It would be nice, baby, I know. But I don't
know if it's a good idea. You know we aren't supposed
to be doing stuff like this together and I could get
in lots of trouble. People aren't supposed to have
sex with their daughters".
"I know daddy, we already talked about that. I
still want to, and I promise not to tell anyone. It
can be our secret".
"I don't know, baby...", I said, weakening.
Jessie got up from her chair and walked over to
my side and gave me the biggest boo-boo lip possible
and whispered into my ear. "Please, daddy. I want to
make you feel as good as you made me feel".
With a loud sigh, I gave the classic parental
response. "We'll see, baby. Let me think about it".
A few days went by and I could tell that Jessie
wasn't forgetting much. Either was I. She
occasionally snuck into the shower with me and we
would soap each other's privates up real nice. She
had started sleeping naked in bed with me at night and
it was honestly more then a man could stand.
Every time I rolled over I was facing her with the scent of
hair in my face and my cock between her smooth
asscheeks. It all came to a head, so to speak, late
on a hot night. I was sitting in the recliner in
just my boxers again, watching a movie when Jessie
walked in completely naked and took up her usual place
on my lap. The movie was a little racier then the
last one we watched together, but I didn't mind as
much. Clearly she had matured to a point where she
could handle a little sexual content.
She let her legs fall apart right away and all
but pushed my hands down between her legs. There was
a particularly torrid sex scene going on and I stroked
the line between Jessie's pussy lips.
Jessie started wriggling around on my lap and it didn't
take long for my cock to work it's way through the pee-hole
in the boxers. Jessie felt it's hardness right away and
climbed down off my lap and knelt in front of me. She
got between my legs and wrapped her hand around my
cock. She moved it up and down and turned her wrist
like she had been doing it for years. She leaned
forward and ran her tongue from the base to the tip
and started over again. She continued this till she
had made my cock slick all the way around. She leaned
over a little more and her mouth engulfed the head of
my cock, and her hand kept working. My hands clenched
the arms of the chair as she bobbed her head up and
down a little over the head of my cock and her hand
worked the rest of it. The little moans and sucking
sounds she was making was more then I could take.
"Oh, baby, daddy is going to cum...", I choked out.
This only made her hand move faster and it was all I
could do from fucking her face and pushing my cock
into the back of my daughter's young throat. I blew
like a howitzer. I swear that I could even feel the
recoil. All the pent up urges from the last week were
released. The first two spurts had pretty much filled
Jessie's mouth. The next two were running down
Jessie's chin and dripping on those beautiful tits.
Jessie just looked up at me smiling.
Seeing the cum run down her body was all it took
for me to reload. I picked Jessie up off the floor
like she was still a little girl and she wrapped her
legs around my waist. I pressed my lips to her
cum-covered mouth and slid my tongue in as she wrapped
her arms around my neck.
We kissed like that all the
way to OUR bedroom, and when we got there, all I had
to do was lean forward and let her lay back on the
bed. Her legs hung over the edge, and I knelt down
and planted my mouth directly over her clit and
started playing with it with my tongue. I worked a
finger inside her already slippery pussy. I wanted to
get her as lubricated as possible for what I had
planned. As my finger went deeper, I noticed that
there was nothing left of a hymen to mention, probably
from all the practicing she had been doing. This
pretty much decided my next move for me. I slipped my
tongue deep into her pussy a couple times and then
spread Jessie's legs nice and wide.
I layed my cock
over the top of her pussy lips and let it slide back
and forth, covering it in Jessie's pussy juices.
Jessie was bucking her hips up against it, trying to
get more friction between my cock and her clit. Then
I slid back a little more and pushed the head of my
cock into my daughter's tunnel. It was tight, but
slippery, and I eased my way into her, a little bit at
a time. I slid a couple inches in before having to
stop. I backed up and pressed in again, looking right
into Jessie's eyes and watched them close as she
whispered, "Yes, daddy". Half the length of my cock
had made it inside my daughter, but I wanted it all the
way in. I wanted to make her feel better then she
ever had before. I slid back again and pushed until I
could feel my balls up against Jessie's ass. I stayed
there for a minute, pressing harder against her,
giving her some time to get accustomed to me being
inside her. I started moving painstakingly slow, just
little movements at first. It was easy to say that I
wanted Jessie to have a mind blowing orgasm, but the
feeling of her pussy around my cock was almost more
then I could stand. With my cock still embedded
inside her, I raised Jessie's legs till her feet were
at my face. I kissed the soles of her feet from heel
to toe, then up to her ankles. The whole time I
rocked back and forth, moving my cock inside her,
making more room to move around. I reached around her
leg and placed a thumb directly over her clit and
massaged it in circles, steadily moving my cock all
the way back, and all the way back in. My free hand
moved up to her tits and began working her nipples
back and forth. Jessie was biting her lower lip and I
started pushing into her with more and more force. I
started becoming more vocal with Jess with each
stroke, and she willingly followed suit.
"Oh, God, Jessie, you feel so good. Do you like
feeling daddy's cock inside you?"
"Please, daddy, fuck my pussy! Fill me up with
your cum. You feel so good inside me! Fuck me hard!!"
"Mmmmm, yes baby, daddy's going to fuck you so
good. I want you to cum nice and hard on daddy's
"Yes, daddy, yes, oh yes, fuck me daddy. Your
making me cum, daddy. I want you to cum to. Cum
inside me daddy".
I felt the walls of Jessie's pussy clench down
hard on my shaft and it was all I could take. As she
arched herself up into me as she came, I shot my first
load of cum deep inside her. I pulled back and
slammed my cock into her again, shooting another load
of cum into her. After doing this a third time I
collapsed over her, grabbed hold of her body and
rolled her over me.
She had to hit me on the head to get me to
release my grip on her so that she could breath again.
My arms fell to the bed and I just layed there with
her head on my chest and my cock slowly sliding out of
her. I realised that from now on, our relationship
was going to be different. We would still be father
and daughter, but with a nicely added bonus of being
free and open with each other like we never had been before.
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