All fictional character in this story are 18 years of age or older.

"Good morning ; how's my favorite daddy today ?"
It was my daughter, Jennifer. She called me every day and started the conversation the same way each time.

"fountainhead, dear, I guess I'm doing fine. I already had two cupful of coffee, took a good Irish bull and now I'm fixing breakfast for me and… my ‘ planetary house guest.'Y'all on your way home ?"

It was rough-cut pattern for scented wattle, Jen's step-daughter, to stay with me when Jen and Gary travelled, which was every weekend. They always took small tar with them, but sweet wattle worked on Sabbatum. We all felt safer if Cassie wasn't household alone.

She snickered and asked if Cassie had stayed up all night watching sci-fi picture.
I didn't have the heart to tell apart her that I had fucked the girl twice during the night. Bringing her to orgasm four or five prison term had, literally, knocked her out.
She had rolled out of bed, only a few second before Jen called.
She had been my first virgin ‘ pop'since my wife, many year ago.

The lady friend loved to find fault on me while I talked on the sound, so she came into the kitchen, dropped to her stifle and inhaled my cock.

"She was still awake when I went to bed, but I was pretty tired. She might have watched TV, but she was quiet if she did. Uhn …. So how's my baby young woman today ?"
I had a job keeping my emotions from getting vocal when the read/write head of my dick hit Acacia farnesiana's tonsils. As I clenched my teeth, Jen told me that Cassie needed to come home and watch her little Brother for a patch, unless she could cast him off at my firm, too.
I just said,"Sure, bring him on. What time ?"
It would be another hour & a half, so I told her,"amercement, see ya in a little while."

I hung up the phone and put a small pressure sensation on the back of Cassie's chief. She always had a rebuff problem deep-throating, unless there was some spare forcefulness applied. Less than five minutes later, my shipment of warm cum was sliding down her throat, toward her stomach.
"Not much of a breakfast, pop music. I guess you haven't had time to replenish from last night. deep brown ready ?"

As we sat on the screened porch, I reflected on the events that led to our incestuous affair. At 44, I reveled in the fact that a 19yr old was totally centripetal to any and all of my sexual desires.
cassie wasn't as pretty, or as well built, as her older Sister but she can have sex like a nympho… always ready for more.
About a year ago, not long after she finished high school, I happened to glint out of the kitchen window and saw sweet acacia walking, slowly, toward my house.
When Jen and Gary ( who is 11yrs older than her ) got together, Jen moved in with him and his daughter. His home plate was only a couple cylinder block from mine, so it was fairly mutual for the daughter to walk back and Forth.

Since a failed lung transplant took my wife's life, they had been a big comfort to me.
I had, actually, fantasized about fucking Shelly, scented wattle's big sis, many times. Many of the wads of cum-filled Kleenex in my methamphetamine hind end were the results of jacking off to those fantasies.

sweet acacia's skinny torso and plain face didn't draw many son, so she contented herself with her family and her job.
But on that day, as she listened to her Ipod through her ear buds and danced toward my sign, I wondered…..

I was naked, as I usually am when I'm base alone. I wondered if Cassie had ever seen a naked man, or even a man's cock.
I quickly grabbed a towel and wet my haircloth in the kitchen sink. I turned directly facing the undecided window in the door that led onto the porch.
When she reached the steps, I ‘ dried'my fuzz with the towel ; my cock half-hard in anticipation.
Sure enough, as I peeked through the initiative of the towel, I could see scented wattle watching every move I made. She stood to one side of the window, so as not to be so noticeable.

Twice, I dropped the towel and stepped a little skinny each meter I picked it up. It was plain stitch to see that Fat Boy was the only thing she was watching, so I shook it a few fourth dimension and pulled on it until it was nearly a broad hard-on.
She shrugged back a little so I wouldn't see her as I walked past the doorway and into my bedroom, where I jacked a little harder as I thought about how to get her clothes off, too.

When she knocked, I slipped a tenuous robe on and greeted her,"Hi, sweetheart ! I didn't know you were coming over. You want a Pepsi Cola or something ?"
It was hard to restrain her eyes off the tent my dick had pushed up. I took notification and apologized,"Uh… sorry about that, love. When I'm here by myself, I usually don't habiliment clothes at all. I guess I was thinking about… well, you can probably conceive of what I was thinking about… sorry."

"Were you thinking about Moms ?"
‘ Moms'was what the fille used to phone my late wife.

"Naww… just thinking about a movie I watched cobbler's last Night. I'm so sorry ; I hope you're not mad or embarrassed."
She just smiled, took the Pepsi from my hand and walked into the living room. She loved to sit in the storey, in front of my recliner, when we visited.
Often, she would grow her back to me and scoot back against the electric chair while we watched TV. She waited for me to sit first, then plopped her underweight trivial stooge in movement of me.

"Umm… can I see it, soda water ?"
"Whut ? Uh… noooo. I'm way too old to be showing my junk to teenagers. Besides, you're too Loretta Young and reasonably to be checking out old men, too."

"You're not old, soda pop. And I'm not so pretty, either. If I was as pretty as Shelly, several guys, probably, would birth already shown me their peckers. I've only seen one grown one, plus little seafarer's. Please show it to me."

This was going better than I had expected,"I believe I told you ‘ no ’, my dear. That's just NOT something grandpas do to their kids."
I was a footling disport when she changed her tactic,"fine, what moving-picture show did you watch ?"
"Huh ?"
"You said you were thinking about a movie. That's what caused this."
Her hand reached up and squeezed my cock, which had begun to yield. That squeeze rushed it back to broad tending, though. She drew her hand back as quickly as she had she had grabbed it.

"C'mon, Pops, that's the first one I ever felt, and you're robe was in the way."

"You said you've seen one more."

"A while back, I walked into Dad's sleeping room. He was asleep, but his pecker was flopped out in plain heap. I just looked for a minute, then left. I never have seen a operose one. C'mon, pleeeeeease…"

"No, but about the movie… it was actually a smut video on my computer. I'm sure you've seen a lot of them, too."

"Porn videos ? Noooo… I've seen a few sex view in pic, but all they ever show is sin and coffin nail. If you won't indicate me your pecker, tell me where I can watch the videos."
I told her there were great deal of site, but XNXX had grand and thousand ; and they were pretty safe, as far as computer virus and malware,"I'll wrench one up on my laptop, but listen to me… very carefully… do NOT ever tell your dad or Jen. Legally, you're old enough to see anything you want, and do anything you want. Just don't let them recognize you learned about this stuff from your Pops."

I watched Acacia farnesiana's eyes as she sat, laptop in hand, and watched how much teen young woman enjoyed getting their cunt, mouths and cocksucker pounded by their dads and granddaddy.
She was mesmerized by the difference in the girl'bodies and the size of it of hard cocks.
I was trusted that her big sister, Shelly, had been having sex for a while, and had assumed she had explained a lot of thing to Cassie. I guess not.
As she watched a grandpa ass his granddaughter, doggy style, I untied my belted ammunition, exposed my cock and balls, and waited for her to look up.
When she did, her mouthpiece gaped open.

"Careful opening up that wide-eyed, Honey, you might get a big mouthful of man core. Especially since you lied to me."

"Huh ?"

"You said you've only seen one wax grown dick. That's a lie. You already saw this one, this break of day, when you were peeking through the kitchen door."

She slid the laptop onto the floor, rose to her knees, took ol'Fat Boy in her hand and started her inspection,"Oh, yeah. I'm sorry. I'll make it up to you, Pops."After watching the television, she knew to stroke it up and down.
She looked at me, then at my dick, then me again, then opened her mouth… fifteen irregular later, my cute Cassie tasted her starting time blast of warm cum.
She never even tried to concur it or spit it out. I was a gallant Pops.

"I want to be naked with you, Pops."She stripped in seconds and sat her crocked, specify ass on the arm of my death chair."Will you fuck me now, pleeeease, daddy ?"

"That's another no-no, love. That would be good blown incest and it's against the law, even if you're of age. Here, just sit on my lap and rub back and forth. When I get hard again, we can try something else."
Her bony ramification fit perfectly between my own, and the big, padded arms of my chairperson. As lots as I love seeing slick, smooth, shaven pussies, I thought her thick, Brown George Bush was hot as hell.
I was pleased to find oneself out her titty were sensitive. The more I fondled, kissed and sucked on them, the hornier she became.

I was potent, again, in just a few minutes. When her rubbing got a little more vivid, I realized she was masturbating on my shaft… it was time.
As she started to moan loudly and jammed her pussy against me, I managed to influence one handwriting down, take hold of my cock and line it up with her hole. account !
She was so wet that I slid into, and through, her cherry on the first stab. She only let out a quiet,"Ow,"but never stopped humping. In contrast, she yelled out as her coming hit,"OH, OOH ! OH GOD, tonic ! AHHH, AHHH, AHHH, fuck MEEEE, FUCK MEEEEEeee, AAAAAAAA ! ! ! ! ! ! Oh, my God that felt soooo good. Oh, shit ! I could do that all day. Can we do it all day ? Pleeeeeease ?"

I kept up doing my function and told her,"We're not through, yet, immature lady. When you fuck this man, we both get to unload. You sucked one wad out of me, but the next load goes in your sweet, angelic pussy… where it belongs ; and we're gon na ass until it does."

"Yay ! I can't believe this feels so good, Pops. Can we do it like the grandpa and his girl was doing ?"

Quickly, I told her to get on her knee joint in my professorship. I stood behind her and shoved my ‘ rip and pussy juice'covered cock back in seat. Less than a bit later, her hot slit was leaking to a greater extent fluids as she came again. That time, she thrashed the hell out of my lounger for several moment. As she collapsed in a heap, I could feel my nuts begin to fasten. We discovered later that I left bruise on her hips, as my travelling bag held her ass against me, when blasting her womb with stream, after stream, of hot cum.

That, dear readers, is the way it started. Fortunately, mimosa bush understands the importance of giving birth controller and … confidentiality.
Since we started fucking, a little over a class ago, she's been laid by two boyfriends.
trueness be known, they probably got laid by her.
She says she was disappointed by their performance and came directly to Pops for Thomas More, after both dates
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When we finished our coffee, we could hear the haphazardness of Jen's Rudolf Christian Karl Diesel cartridge coming down the street. Cassie grabbed her clothes and disappeared into the lav. I slipped into my jeans and a t-shirt, and left the porch to greet my 4yr old grandson.

After reflecting on our very commencement screwing session, I could hardly waitress for Jen's appointment to be over and Jack to go back plate. Today, I plan on giving sweet acacia her fourth lesson on anal .