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Leslie Howard Stainer lay propped-up in his bed afterward, fiddling with the remote and looking for some beguilement on the tubing, his view and emotions a shambles. Of row he felt sated and satisfied that he 'd finally bedded the nubile daughter he 'd lusted after since she was ten, and who 'd teased him unmercifully since she turned XIV, but ; what if he had gotten her pregnant ? What if she told Brenda, or if Brenda found out some early way ? And most of all, What of Cindy herself ? Did she really want all this ? Granted, she teased him to the limit, but this ? Its every man 's proscribe illusion to fuck his own girl, but he 'd crossed the argument from fantasy into realness. The substantiation was dripping back out of her twat right now. What could he say ? What could he do ? What would pass off ? To him ? To her ? To them ? As nothing appealing presented itself on the pipe, he decided the unspoiled division of valor would be to try to get some eternal sleep, maybe, so he could face up Cindy coherently, repentantly in the break of the day. That was n't to happen. He 'd doused the light, settled in and turned over to front the window and try to slumber when his room access opened ...

Cindy entered his bedroom and closed the threshold before gliding around his bed to the window side, where he could see her by moonlight - she wore a gossamer thin, cut Patrick Victor Martindale White teddy top -- and no bed ! He shifted slightly to let her sit down in the point where he 'd snuggle her long time before as a much younger girl. The thought of her bare, just pommeled pussy sitting naked on his bed in the bit where he 'd accommodate her as a minuscule missy again sent his hammer into tumescent muscle spasm. shit ! Had n't he any scruples at all ? Or was she yet teasing ?

"Daddy ?"“ Yes, hun ?"“ Why did you have sex me ?"“ wellspring, punkin, I kinda thought you wanted it, what with all your teases and showing up naked in the bathroom when you know I 'm gon na be naked."“ But Daddy ? Why did you fuck me ?"“ Punkin, this may vocalise really sick, but I wanted you since you were ten."“ I know. I quit coming in here 'cuz when I 'd lay down and cuddle with you, I could finger your cock getting big and pushin'on my bottom. I quit comin'in 'cuz I knew what it was and I thought I was bad for makin'it happen. I did n't roll in the hay about boys or men and and your 'thingie'confused me."“ That 's moderately rule ..."“ But daddy, I thought I was Weird 'cuz I really, really wanted to wreak with it ... and ... I wanted you to diddle with my 'pee-pee'."“ Oh ? Why did n't you ever tell me ?"“ 'Cuz Ms. Grover told us in Sex-Ed social class that dada and daughters do n't take on at sex. She said it was really, really bad an'that if our daddies thouched our pee-pees we were s'posed to rat 'em out to our mommy, or a teacher or a cop or somethin', and then daddy would be took away and put in jail forever. So I quit coming to your bed 'cuz I did n't want that to happen ..."“ but ..."“ Daddy, I still wan na know why you fucked me."“ Um. I think maybe we both wanted it ... maybe even needed it."“ But why did you cum in me ? I never let anybody cum in me before"“ Uhh ... you really do n't have it away much about men, do you ?"“ Not a good deal. I only fucked three times before tonight."“ Then you do n't sleep together that there 's a 'point of no payoff'a man gets to when its hot and dense, and they 're banging away at each other."“ What 's that ?"“ When a man 's body hits the decimal point where he 's about to cum, you could n't get him to stop if you held a gun to his head. Its all reflexive at that level. He 's gon na cum. It happens"“ But dada ?"“ Yes, Dear ?"“ What if I 'm pregnut ?"“ There 's various result to that. The flippant, useless one would be : 'You should stimulate thought of the before you started teasing me .'”"Dad ..."“ Ok. When was your last-place geological period ?"“ About two weeks ago. I 'm rich rightfield now."“ Ouch ! well, if you 're that concerned about it, I can get you a substitute architectural plan pill on Monday. Its Fri dark now. If you take one within 72 hours of having bare sex, its s'posed to ca-ca you have an early menstruation, and flush any 'accidents'away. That means by Monday nighttime. Ok ?"“ Deal."

Cindy grew quiet, fidgeted with a button on her nightie, gazed over toward the window, then back to her supine papa. Then, abruptly nodding her head as though shaking off a daydream, She leaned toward him and breathily whispered,"Daddy ?"“ Huh ?"“ I wan na see it ..."“ HUH ?"“ I said, I wan na see it."“ See what, baby-doll ?"“ This,"she cooed as she traced her near forefinger over his covered, again aroused cock. “"Is that wise, baby ?"“ C'mon dad ! I just saw it a hour ago. You had it IN me. It CAME in me."“ And that 's what worries me, punkin ..."“ What ? That we had sex ? Shit ! I been teasing you, tryin'since I was ten an'your erection confused an'excited me."“ I know, and I 've tried my damnedest to avoid it, and not reach in to you, or my own enticement ..."“ I knew that too, Daddy, but I really, really wanted you to get a clue an'do something with me."Continuing her peppiness finger's breadth stroking through his covers, she leaned further over, treating her already aroused dad to a breathtaking view of her pert A-cup knocker as her nightie fell completely undetermined, and breathed in his ear,"Daddy ... I wan na maneuver with it ... Y'see, dad, I 'm still that giggly, happy, scared, confused little ten year old girl who remembers a hard cock pressed in her butt crack, who knows what it is, an'maybe a niggling afraid of it, but still really, really wan na see it an'shimmer with it. I really missed snuggling with you an'feeling it on me ..."“ Uhh, if you 're sure.. ?"“ I am, pop, really, really sure,"she again cooed as she gave his filter out member a quick wring through the quilt.

Taken by an oddly disconnected gumption of delusive modestness, he squirmed, doffed his packer under his blankets, then nodded for Cindy to uncover him herself. Slowly, timidly, she did just that, rolling the screen back, amost inch by inch until his straining, tumescent appendage sprang into opinion. A ragged"pahhh"and an almost inaudible"Oooh ..."escaped her backtalk as she timidly grasped his pole and gave it a gentle squeeze. She was rewarded by a throbbing, and fall of precum exiting his stopcock head and oozing down her mitt."Gee ! Excited much ?,"she murmured as she began slowly, sweetly, excruciatingly stroking his straining peter."If you keep that up, baby-doll, you 're gon na get a lot Thomas More than that on your hand."“ I wan na see it !"“ Huh ?"“ I wan na see it cum."“ It 'll be messy."“ Do n't vex, Daddy. We can clean the cover before mom gets home."Whoa !"Have you seen a stopcock cum before ?"“ Yeah, once, but it only dribbled. I wan na see you cum like I felt in my pussy tonight."“ If you keep doin what you 're doin, you wo n't own to wait long ..."

Slightly tightening her grip, she continued her velvety, unnervingly slow masturbation, closely watching his cock as it swelled, throbbed, and ejected more precum. Every dollop brought a breathy"oooh ”, and the further tightening of her hired man."Oh, baby-doll, I 'm almost there ..."Deftly using her off hired hand, she nestled the puff around the Base of his cock to catch the mess."Let it go, Daddy. I really, really wan na see it."“ Ok then, just ... uh ... hold whatcha got, and you 'll ... and I 'll ... uh ! ... Uhh ... UHHHHHHH ! ! !"he groaned at the first jet of cum shooting from his dick maw, splashing all over Cindy 's hand and the puff she 'd bunched to continue it off them."One. Two. Three. Four. Five. Six ! Dribble ... Gee, Dad, you really, really cum hard, don'tcha ?"“ You got ta be kiddin, dear. I wanted this night since you were ten, and whacked-off to the phantasy more times than you 'll ever know..,"“ Really, Daddy ? You really jacked-off thinkin''bout fuckin me ? When did you start to want me that way ?"As she continued fondling his now flaccid turncock and lightly cupping his Ball, Catherine Howard took a rich breath ; discomfort, arousal and his last scintilla of modestness vying for position on his fount, he broke down and admitted to his girl :"Cindy, this gon na be really Weird, but I 've wanted this Night since you were eight, and your pelvic arch started flaring."“ Huh ? !"“ Yup. Never, ever looked at another little girl, any other little girl, that way, even when they were over here playing with you, but I always wanted you and a night like this."“ Whoa ! dada ! You wanted to have sex with me when I was eight ?"“ I knew it was n't possible. Your nous and dead body were n't ready, but men can have some pretty Wyrd thoughts at sentence. I even thought about going to a counsellor to make for it out."“ Did you ?"“ No, I just did my beneficial to let it ride."“ Did you tell mom ?"“ WHAT ? ! God, no ! She 'd have gone and reported me for even thinking it ..."“ I 'm glad you did n't tell anyone, dad. 'Cuz I want it. I want you. An', maybe not at eight, but I wanted to do sex with you every since I knew what 'thingies'and 'pee-pees'were for."“ If that 's so, why did n't you ever tell me ?"” Cuz I was scared I was weird for wanting to do it, or that you would n't want me, or maybe you would even wound me."“ That final stage one is why I held back and let you throw in coming in here when you were ten, baby fille. I did n't want to hurt you, ever, in any way - most especially this way."“ I knew that. You always protected me, even when I did n't desire you to, an'you love me, an'you 're always decent to me."“ That 's a dad 's pureness, and his duty."“ Big words, dad, But I always wanted this. Now I got it."“ What have you got ?"“ I got my pop in bed."“ Is this gon na be blackmail ?"“ Oh ! No, pa ! I love you, an'I wan na be with you, always, even like this."
With that, Cindy fluffed the puff some, shrugged-off the night-robe top, raised a corner, and crawled in beside her loving daddy."Y'know what I want now ?"“ No, dear, what ?"“ Remember how I used to lay on my stomach all snuggly up future to you, and you 'd rub my back with your fingertips ? How you even went under my nightgown to vibrate my bare back ?"“ Yeah, hun, I do ..."“ well ..."Snuggling up to daddy,"I want you to do it again, but this metre on my front."“ Whoa !"“ Yep, pop, I want you to osculate me, an'play with my berm an'my tit an'my hips an'my tummy an'my legs, an'even my kitty-cat. Would you do that, dada ?"“ With large delight, Punkin ..."“ ( giggles ) Oooh, Daddy, I love it when you call me 'Punkin .'Its a bit severe when we 're in bed bein'sexy an'with your hand on my tittie though ..."“ Well, 'Punkin'it is then ..."

Howard gave Cindy the inscrutable, long fan 's kiss he 'd longed for several years to give her as he began at her neck to hint, titillate and fondle her lithe, supple young teen-girl dead body. Her own kiss back was heaven on terra firma, and her sighs of pleasure, gasps of rapturous jolt and purrs for more all galvanized Leslie Howard Stainer into another raging erection by the time he 'd draw her second teat. It being pinched between him and his daughter being a bit of a nisus, he backed a little and let it pop up onto Cindy 's hip, where she immediately grasped it in the warm, velvet glove that was her odd hand."Hm ? Ready again much ?"“ Um. My dick may be prepare again, but I 'm not yet,"as he traced the inner ridgepole of her hip, then across her tummy, just above her mons, to trace the other hip."Daddy ?"( kiss ... )"Hm ?"( buss ... )"child's play with my pussy ?"“ Why now ?"“ 'Cuz I like what you 're doin to my body, an'I think my puss would like it more. Please, Daddy ?"“ ... as you say, Punkin ..."( giggles )

When he cupped her mons and vagina, Cindy flexed, pushing her clitoris hard into the palm of his script, her body taking over for her and butting against his manus to get off a small orgasm. Her mound, still puffed from their first encounter, further engorged and throbbed to its own tempo. She shuddered as he traced down her puffy outer mouth, then shrieked when he fingered back up her slit to flip her clit. Her torso drift becoming more erratic, her voice almost uncontrollable, she half uttered, half growled,"Dd..ddd..dddaddy ? digit me ? please ? Please put your finger in my bitch ? Please ?"As he complied with his infant girl 's compliments, he lightly brought his quarter round down on her clit. Three strokes of his digit in her vagina, three swipes of his thumb over her clit did the act ..."Uhh ! Uhh ! OHMYGODUUUUHHHHHHHHHH !"She flexed. She bucked. She screamed. She squealed. Catherine Howard kept his finger firmly on her G-spot, his pollex on her clit, and held on to her upper consistency for honey life as her orgasm played out over and over again down her body. When she finally collapsed, bloom of face, staring at the ceiling with vacant, glassy oculus, she rewarded his ministrations - she soaked his script. He could n't assure if it were from her orgasm, or if she 'd lost bladder dominance and pissed all over him, but either way was alright with him.

When she finally came back to ground, she rolled right, into daddy 's subdivision, her hammock pressing against his throbbing pecker."pappa ? Uhh, yeah, Punkin ?"“ Why do n't boys know how to do that ? I never came so good before, even when I do it ..."( sigh )"Boys usually are n't tangible experienced, and dunno what a female child needs to feel as dependable as they do. In fact, some of them do n't really care. They just wan na get their nut, then crow for the next month about how much a man they are."“ I know, Daddy."“ They bite your titmouse, finger's breadth you once or twice, then parachuting in do it and fall flat out. One guy 's safe even fell off when he quit."“ Ow ! Are you pregnant then ?"“ No, silly. That was month ago. I 've had some catamenia since then, and I did n't ever let him sleep with me again."“ Wise alternative, oh daughter mine."( more giggles )"But then the first gear prison term I do it with my dearest daddy, and he cums in my bare pussy."“ Did n't your mom put you on the birth control pill ?"“ No. She called me a adulteress for even asking, and we do n't really blab out since."“ speech sound like your mom ..."“ You Guy do n't fuck anymore, do you ?"“ now, how would you know that ?"“ Hey ! Dense much ! My bedroom 's in good order next you yours, and my ears work ..."“ Yeah, right. No. Its been a while at that. In fact, your mom and I are n't getting on well at all lately. She 's even mentioned divorce on the odd occasion."“ I thought so. She went all Weird on me when she finally noticed I was growing up, and went totally ape when I asked her about the pill."“ How long ago was that ?"“ Right after I turned fourteen. Two of my booster are on 'em and they fuck-party like crazy."“ Would you do that ?"“ As if ... ! In fact, pop dearest,"she cooed in his ear,"If we work out, I ai n't gon na call for a swain. I wo n't WANT one anymore."“ Whoa, baby little girl ... Are you suggesting ... ?"“ I 'm thinking my heartfelt ol'daddy maybe can give me everything I want."“ And ... what about your mom ?"“ The next time she says 'divorce ,'agree !"“ And if I lose custody of you ... ?"“ I do n't opine that 'd happen, but if it does, there 's always visitation every other week."( smile, snog ... )"You got this all wired, do n't you ?"“ I think so, but we got ta work it."

A silence fell as the two newly incestuous buff kissed, cuddled and fondled for a time, delighting in the discovery of each other 's organic structure. Cindy, ending a tender kiss, was first to break the silence :"Daddy ?"“ yeah, Punkin ?"“ Would you do me again ?"“ Um ... You wan na ..."“ I want you to love me again, but different this time, if you can ..."His cock throbbing firmly against her Mon in unsounded assent to her petition, he hesitated, asked :"How so, babe ?"“ I want you to assure me you love me when you put it in. I want you to nest me and buss me, and I wan na go slow. No screaming ejaculate this prison term. I wan na sense you moving in and out of me. I want you to see in my eyes, know I 'm your daughter, that we 're doing incest, that I want it as much as you do, and that we 'll be lover together as long as we can be. An'I wan na see your side when you cum. Can you do that ? Would you do that ? Now ? Please ?"“ Gee, Punkin, he grinned. That 's a mighty magniloquent order, but I think I can contend - with your help, that is ..."( more giggles )

Gently rolling Cindy onto her cover, Howard traced his forefinger down from her navel, over her hillock, to just above her clit, when she reached up and took hold of his handwriting."No, Daddy, I 'm quick now. I 'm still wet and getting surfactant. I want your cock inside me ... nooooooowwww, please ?"Howard rolled over, placed a human knee between Cindy 's leg for residue and moved over her. Kissing her, then looking straight into her heart, he said what she wanted to try :"I really do hump you, Cindy, and I 'm claiming you as mine, in every way."Placing the head of his cock firmly at her, he started slowly, firmly stroking himself into her tight, wet love burrow. He 'd barely bottomed-out in her unfermented honey-hole, his ball nestled in her butt crack, when she sighed, Grabbed his shoulders, looked directly back at him and cooed,"Oh God, dad, your putz flavor so good in me, just like I always hoped it would."Softly stroking his shoulder, she breathed,"You 're mine. I claim you. You 're my Daddy. I 'm your daughter. This is incest, but I want it, bad. Be with me forever ? Or as long as you can ?"“ I will if you will."“ I will. Now fuck me slow ..."

Propping himself so they could both see their lurid, incestuous joining for a moment, he asked her to look with him and see it, then he looked back at her with somewhat softer eyes and shared,"This is n't 'fucking, Punkin .'( giggles ) ass is what we did in the lav, and we 'll probably do again, real soon. Right now, I 'm making sweet, tender love life to my baby miss. I know you 're my daughter. I know its incest, but I want it as bad as you do. I do n't just love you, I 'm IN erotic love with you, and I want you forever. Can I have you ?"“ Yep, Daddy. I 'm yours. God ! Your tool feels so good in me. forebode me that we can hold hump like this, and nookie like we did too ?"“ hope. I probably wo n't finally too long this way, but I love doing it this way too."“ Its ok, Daddy. We can do more this way too. If you wan na cum now, its ok ..."“ Not just yet, pricy, but soon."

He lowered himself, nuzzled her neck opening and ear, whispering of making love and desire and feeling good being inside her while she sighed and moaned, kissed back, and snuggled warmly into his consistency. In one night, his own daughter had put the love back into sex that he 'd missed for so foresightful, and he was damned if he was n't going to point his taste for it by giving her anything she needed or wanted. She was now his. He was now hers. Now, to make water it happen. He shut off his mind, kissed his babe daughter someone deep and stroked More deeply as his balls gave him their tingly warning that culmination was near."Gettin'ready to cum, Daddy dear ?"“ Uh ... how 'd you judge ?"“ Your cocky got self-aggrandizing and you 're pushin'deeper, like Mr. Cocky wants to get me pregnut, hm ?"His pecker doing all the thinking now, he groaned,"Oh God ! Girl ! Uh ! I do want so bad to cum inside you, and and I do wan na make you pregnant."“ Then cum in me, Daddy. realise me pregnut ! Cuddle me and cum in me. I want it."That was all Leslie Howard needed to hear, all he longed to hear. His balls tingling, his spine shivering, his cock throbbing ... Uhhh ... .UH ! UH ! UH ! He growled as he strained to retain his stun eye on his baby girl 's face while he loosed torrent after cloudburst of thick, gooey incestuous cream into his leave baby daughter 's love life canal."Oh WOW Daddy ! ! You do cum hard ! I claim you Daddy. I claim your judgment, an'your'heart, an'your body, an'your peter, an'your cum. You 're mine ..."( suspire )

To Howard 's judgment, as he rolled off to lie beside her, he could n't ever commemorate a night like his daughter, Cindy had just given him, teenage romantics included. Its was maudlin sweet, but Damned if it did n't feel tangible - like he 'd just married his marriageable daughter. In a mode of speaking, depending on culture, he had. As he lay beside his sated, blushing child fille, flesh of his own flesh, looking into her eyes, kissing her, stroking her, lazily fondling her tit while she absently played with his now flaccid pecker, he knew in his heart of hearts that he had. He 'd founder her his reality without a second thought, and hoped to share in hers where she 'd give birth him.

As they continued to osculate and dally, his cock began another slowly rousing. Not a quick matter this time, but the to a greater extent she teased his turncock and lump, the thicker and harder he went, and the more tingly his balls became, and he realized that he had at least one more go in him before he totally petered out."You game to go again, baby miss ?"“ Not a hot'n overweight one, Dad, or a farsighted one, but I can take on you one more than time. Then I 'm pooped, and I got ta sleep"“ Thanks, passion. We 'll work it a quick one. It 'll be my chance to really experience you from the inside this time."“ Sure, Dad. C'mon in and palpate away."( smiles ).

When Howard again mounted his daughter, their combined love juices allowed him to fathom out in a I stroke."Whoa, Daddy ! You filled me up !"“ God Girl, you feel terrific in there, he said as he held still for a moment to fully get the feel of her insides. Cindy purred, giggled and jiggled her chest into his, then reached around under his arms to pull in his body down onto hers. He was heavy, but not uncomfortably so. Reaching down and grabbing his butt, she pulled him gently forward to chip in him the hint. For his own part, Catherine Howard kissed Cindy, and slow up stroked his way toward another climax, licking, kissing and nibbling her back talk, neck and ear on his way. I 'm tight again, babe girl. Can ya catch me ?"“ I 'm wide undefendable, Daddy. Gim me whatcha got."“ Then here it comes, baby."And kissing her deeply, repeatedly he let go. Not an erupting volcano this meter, but a shuddering, pulsing, swiftly flowing river of cum left him to again bathe Cindy 's love tunnel and cervical room access. Gods ! If she were n't pregnant by now, there was something wrong with one of them ...

"Ooh, dada ... I felt that. Your dick thumps nice when it cums."“ Nice. I never really knew how the girl felt about that, or if she even felt the guy cuming."“ You can if you 're patient role and palpate with your consistency. I even felt my tum bound some when you came. Its really neat. I like fucking, but now I like making have intercourse too."( sigh ) Kissing him again, she gently nudged him off her, and to her side, but making sure he did n't move away."dad ?"“ Punkin ?"“ I really need to sleep now,"and she yawned for event."I know, girl. I think we wore ourselves out."“ Mmm. Nice way to break out. Would you cuddle me ? Like you did when I was ten ?"“ Sure, Punkin. Just number over and nest your back up against me."He snuggled up close to her, pulled the colly quilt over them, and rested his arm on hers, preparing to slumber. Cindy had other estimation. She snuggled back, making indisputable she could palpate Howard 's cock nestled in her stooge crack, raised her arm and pulled his hand through under her arm, resting it on her tit."Mm. Feels overnice. Cuddly ... G'nite, Daddy ..."“ G'nite, Punkin ... ”