Jim and Lucy have three grown girl ; all of them beautiful, and all of them married to older men. Each daughter had initially married individual their own age, only to supersede them after a brace years with someone closer to their Dad's age. There may be a obscure substance in that fact, but who knows. It can be truthfully said that never during the fourth dimension the girls lived at family with their Dad, did he ever entertain the mentation of fucking any one of them. He was their Church Father and was raised that incest is a sin.

He has nonindulgent rules in his house and they follow them. He did not require the temptation that naked or scantily clothed immature females can get. Now don't get the wrong impression ; he isn't a autocrat or a dictator, out to smother their feminine appeal or personalities. As young children they were always allowed to roam around the house in their pajamas, but the pajamas couldn't be provocative. They were allowed to jade cotton plant pj's tops that were either long sleeve or short sleeve ; and cotton plant pajama bottoms that were either long leg or short. Jim also didn't want to totally suppress their feminine motive to sense beautiful and aphrodisiac. So, after they were teenagers and had that pauperism to find to a greater extent feminine and adult ; they were also allowed to wear sexy nightgowns, but covered with a robe if they wandered outside of their bedrooms when he was in the house.

Everything went smoothly under his prescript, but he had to admit that his middle daughter, Cathy, did present some challenges for him. She is blonde and beautiful just like her mother. In fact she is almost a carbon copy copy of her mother. Both are curvaceous and lean, with yearn blonde curly hair and weigh about the same. The other two girls have equally nice flesh, but dark brown hair like their Dad. Cathy has the tumid breasts of his three girls. He knows her size of it because he picked up one of her bras from the privy flooring once to put in the clothes bond and noticed she was a 36D.

Her with child boob always proudly push her tops out for everyone to notice no subject what she wears. Her dearie t-shirts especially emphases her voluptuousness, but her Dad always insists she wear a robe if she roams around the menage dressed in that way. When she wears a release up type jammies top her boob will sieve against the clit and creates a small fold where anyone can see her bare rounded tit. A few times Jim has gotten a glimpse at her pap. He has to take that seeing her mammilla is arousing, but still he never entertained the mentation of pulling her into a bed and have sex with her. He has higher morals than to outrage her like that.

Cathy had been in her second married for about six years when she decides it wasn't going to work and she needed to get a divorce. Jim had advised her not to marry the S.O.B. in the first place. The first time Jim meets him he senses bad vibraharp from him. It turns out her instant hubby is a existent control junky. He not only wants to operate all of her disembarrass time, he also wants to strike full ascendency of her paycheck. She had to get his permit to buy anything. He even made her sign over control to him of her 401k at her place of employ. When Jim hears this he tells her to result him and come back domicile until everything is settled.

Cathy moves back into her old sleeping room up stairs. That bedroom is almost like having a separate apartment because the elbow room has its own private bath. She settles in with her parents and prepares for a foresightful divorce struggle with this weirdo. The first night back home, Cathy, comes down to watch TV with her father and her mother. She is dressed for bed which consists of a loaded fitting Edward D. White jersey and boxer case pyjama bottoms. It did not really comply with the pajama principle of her youth. Jim doesn't say anything because she is a grown char now and had adopted this case of sleepwear while attending college. Her manner of dress does stimulate its sensual affect on Jim, but he decides it is up to him to control his emotions and let her apparel as she pleases. He has trouble keeping his eyes from wandering to her bosom. The tight tee shirt speech pattern every curvature of her speed physical structure. Any normal man would have trouble preventing an erection.

Often when the family watches ‘ R rated'movies in the evening, and especially during certain love scenes, Cathy's nipples become voiceless and very obvious. Jim always has job hiding his constant erecting when that happens. He can't even get up to go to the bathroom without 1st finding a way to continue his erections. He is almost certainly his wife and daughter have both noticed his problem at one time, or another.

Since Cathy was a small tiddler, she makes it a wont to always give her sire a big hug before going to bed. She always puts her breasts squarely against his bureau and squeezes him really tight. Jim doesn't know if she realizes it, or not, but sometimes her tit are tough and poke into his pectus. As she gets elder and her breasts get gravid he notices it more and more, but quietly enjoys the feeling. He never gives it much thought because she has done it since she was a humble child.

One nighttime Jim completely forgets about his erection and jumps up and gives her a big goodnight hug. Then he hears her gasp and stuff him genuine tight. She presses her groin tightly against his groyne. She holds him like she doesn't want to let him go. That's when he realizes he is pressing his hard erection into her privates. It just happened. Lucy has a shocked expression on her nerve, but says nothing. Cathy sees her grammatical construction and pulls away quickly, rushing up to her bedroom. No mention of that incident is every spoken by any of them. Jim is so embarrassed by the accident, the next night he slips away to bed before giving his daughter a good night hug. The next dayspring he finds she is highly offended by his slipping away without the customary hug. He makes a mental note to be more thrifty not to let that happen again.

One nighttime recently, while Cathy watches one of her preferent TV show ; Lucy and Jim sit in the den, reading their deary books. Around nine o'clock, Lucy decides to go to bed early. She kisses Jim good Night and quietly slips away to the bedroom. Jim continues to read and Cathy continues to see her TV display. Around eleven o'clock Jim's center start burning from the recitation and he goes to the master bath for eye drops. He decides to shave and get ready for bed. He puts on his jammies then remembers he had not given Cathy her accustomed good nighttime hug. When he returns to the den the TV is off and Cathy is nowhere to be found. He can hear her stomping around upstairs. He feels sure she is disquieted about the absence of the practiced night hug. He slowly makes his way up to her room. He can see her pouting and roughly jerking the covers back on her bed. He raps lightly on her door. When she looks up he mouths,"I'm sorry."She smiles and motions him into her room.

"I went to put my pajamas on and when I returned to the den you were gone."Jim apologizes.

"I thought you had forgotten my hug again, Daddy."She pouts.

"No, I could never flow asleep without giving my infant young woman a good Nox hug,"he says as he approaches and holds his arm open for the customary hug.

Cathy eagerly rushes into his open arms. He immediately feels her hard nipples poke against his bureau and ‘ it just happened ’. His dick springs to aliveness ; she squeezes him tighter and presses her groin against his cock. All his fatherly control vanishes and his mind fills with incestuous desire for his daughter. They continue to concord each other close and he can feel her nipples harden even more as she presses and grinds her rose hip harder against his throbbing twitching cock.

In his creative thinker she is no longer his daughter, but a sexy desirable full grown charwoman. His luxuria assumes ascendency of his mind and he runs his handwriting under her T-shirt and begins to caress her chest while rolling the nipple between his thumb and exponent finger's breadth. He leans forward and presses his lips to her neck. Her beat beats rapidly in the veins of her cervix. He feels a shakiness motility through her torso ; her breathing is unretentive and hurried.

"dad, this is not supposed to happen. I am your daughter ”, she moans softly in his ear.

He doesn't reply. He moves his mouth from her neck to bosom and sucks the severely nipple into his rima oris. He flicks it several times with his spit then begins to gently chew on her pap. She puts her hand on the backrest of his caput and pulls him tightly into her breast.

She lets out a low moan and in voiced sleepy sounding voice she says,"We shouldn't be doing this, Daddy."

He pauses and looks up into her tearing eyes and says,"Do you really want me to stop ?"

She returns his regard for a prospicient moment but says nothing. After a min or so, she takes a mysterious breath ; letting it out slowly. She closes her eyes and gives her favourable reception by slowly shaking her head ‘ no ’.

Jim continues to go down on and nybble on her breast as he slides one hand up into the leg opening of her boxer style pajama bottoms. She is not wearing panties. Her vagina is soaking wet and his digit slides easily into her enclosed space. He inserts two fingers and moves them slowly in and out as he gently bites her hard tit. Her soundbox trembles and his hand floods with her orgasmic juices. He has to hold her up as her legs try to give way under her.

Once the orgasm passes and she regains use of her pegleg, Jim drops to his knee joint while pulling her pyjama bottom to her ankles. She places her mitt on his articulatio humeri for correspondence as she steps out of her jammies and complain them away. Jim kisses her belly button as he makes his way down to her vagina. He notices she has a thin blonde dapple of fuzz covering her pubic field. He places his hands on her articulatio coxae and guides her backrest into a sitting side on the edge of her bed. He kneels between her legs and energy them open to give leisurely memory access. He leans forward and blows his hot breathing spell on her vagina. She shivers and coos lowly. He spreads her labia open with his ovolo and blows his hot hint again. Her clit immediately pokes its head out of its protective cap. He leans in and close his lips around her clit and sop up it into his warm up wet mouth. She slams her thighs shut trapping Jim's head and shake with another orgasm.

Once her orgasm subsides, she releases her thighs and Jim begins slow down upward licks on her pussy with his encompassing monotonic tongue. He refers to them as pup dog biff. He spreads her vagina capable again with his thumbs. He begins inserting his tongue like it is his penis. She pulls his expression tightly against her crotch and starts humping and fucking his tongue with her slit. After a min of this, she pushes him off as her next orgasm comes crashing in like a tsunami.

Jim open her a minute of arc to recover and then pulls her up by her hips and repositions her on her hands and knee as he enters her doggy panache. He pushes his cock in as far as it will go and her vaginal muscles close on it and starts sucking and milking his hard dick. He pulls his cock almost out, but her vagina grips it and refuses to let it perish. He slowly pushes it back in all the way to her cervix and then repeats the exit tactic. Each time her vaginal muscles fight to agree him in. After several minutes of this they both build to the ultimate earthly concern shaking orgasm that they so dearly need. When their orgasms finally smash, Cathy shakes for a minute then falls forward on her tum. Jim rolls over on his back. Their bodies glisten with perspiration as they both lie there panting ; basking in the afterglow of the most astonish and exhausting orgasm ever.

"I am so sorry, sister. It just happened. You are so beautiful I could control myself,"Jim whispers as he struggles to catch his breath.

"Its OK, dada. I wanted it to happen as much as you did,"she answers in a soft comforting voice."Can we do it again tomorrow dark ?"

Jim slowly crawls out of her bed. He gathers his pajamas as he ponders his response.

"Can we, Daddy ?"She urges.

"We'll see, Baby. Why don't we sleep on it and see how we both feel about it in the cockcrow ? ”