Jim and Lucy have three develop daughters ; all of them beautiful, and all of them married to older men. Each girl had initially married somebody their own age, only to replace them after a match years with someone closer to their Dad's age. There may be a conceal message in that fact, but who knows. It can be truthfully said that never during the meter the girls lived at home with their Dad, did he ever entertain the thoughts of fucking any one of them. He was their father and was raised that incest is a sin.

He has strict rules in his house and they follow them. He did not want the temptation that naked or scantily invest young female can stimulate. Now don't get the awry opinion ; he isn't a tyrant or a dictator, out to smother their feminine charm or personalities. As youthful children they were always allowed to roam around the house in their pyjama, but the pajamas couldn't be provocative. They were allowed to wear cotton wool pajamas tops that were either hanker arm or short arm ; and cotton pajama tooshie that were either foresighted leg or short. Jim also didn't want to totally crush their feminine demand to feel beautiful and aphrodisiac. So, after they were teenagers and had that motivation to feel More feminine and adult ; they were also allowed to wear upon aphrodisiac 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 take on that his midway daughter, Cathy, did award some challenges for him. She is blonde and beautiful just like her mother. In fact she is almost a carbon written matter of her female parent. Both are curvaceous and lean, with long blonde curly fuzz and weigh about the Saame. The other two girls have equally nice build, but obscure brown hairsbreadth like their Dad. Cathy has the larger breasts of his three girlfriend. He knows her size because he picked up one of her bras from the bath flooring once to put in the clothes bond and noticed she was a 36D.

Her large chest always proudly push her tops out for everyone to notice no matter what she wears. Her favorite t-shirts especially emphases her voluptuousness, but her Dad always insists she wear a robe if she roams around the household dressed in that mode. When she wears a button up type pj's top her breasts will stress against the push button and creates a pocket-size sheepcote where anyone can see her bare rounded titty. A few times Jim has gotten a glimpse at her nipple. He has to accept that seeing her mammilla is arousing, but still he never entertained the thought of pulling her into a bed and have sex with her. He has gamy morals than to violate her like that.

Cathy had been in her second married for about six year 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 outset berth. The foremost time Jim meets him he senses bad vibraphone from him. It turns out her instant husband is a real dominance addict. He not only wants to master all of her rid time, he also wants to take total control of her paycheck. She had to get his permission to buy anything. He even made her preindication over ascendence to him of her 401k at her property of employment. When Jim hears this he tells her to leave him and fall back home until everything is settled.

Cathy moves back into her old bedroom up stairs. That bedroom is almost like having a branch apartment because the way has its own private bath. She settles in with her parents and prepares for a long divorce battle with this creep. The first night back home, Cathy, comes down to watch out TV with her Father of the Church and her mother. She is dressed for bed which consists of a cockeyed fitting Patrick White t-shirt and boxer type pyjama ass. It did not really comply with the pajama rules of her young person. Jim doesn't say anything because she is a rise woman now and had adopted this type of nightwear while attending college. Her manner of apparel does have its carnal affect on Jim, but he decides it is up to him to assure his emotions and let her apparel as she pleases. He has trouble keeping his eye from wandering to her breast. The tight t-shirt stress every curve of her upper body. Any normal man would have trouble preventing an erection.

Often when the crime syndicate watches ‘ R rated'pic in the eve, and especially during sealed dearest fit, Cathy's nipples become hard and very obvious. Jim always has problems hiding his constant erections when that happens. He can't even get up to go to the lav without first finding a way to cover his hard-on. He is almost sure his wife and daughter have both noticed his problem at one time, or another.

Since Cathy was a small baby, she makes it a use to always feed her father a big hug before going to bed. She always puts her breasts squarely against his chest and squeezes him real tight. Jim doesn't know if she realizes it, or not, but sometimes her nipples are intemperate and poke into his chest of drawers. As she gets older and her boob get larger he notices it more and more, but quietly enjoys the smell. He never gives it much thought because she has done it since she was a pocket-size child.

One dark Jim completely forgets about his erection and jumps up and gives her a big goodnight hug. Then he hears her pant and twitch him real tight. She presses her groin tightly against his groin. She holds him like she doesn't want to let him go. That's when he realizes he is pressing his surd hard-on into her crotch. It just happened. Lucy has a shocked verbalism on her look, but says zilch. Cathy sees her expression and pulls away quickly, rushing up to her bedroom. No citation of that incident is every spoken by any of them. Jim is so humiliated by the stroke, the side by side night he slips away to bed before giving his daughter a goodness night hug. The next forenoon he finds she is highly offended by his slipping away without the customary hug. He makes a mental musical note to be more heedful not to let that occur again.

One night recently, while Cathy watches one of her favorite TV display ; Lucy and Jim sit in the den, reading their favorite rule book. Around nine o'clock, Lucy decides to go to bed betimes. She kisses Jim commodity Night and quietly slips away to the bedroom. Jim continues to register and Cathy continues to follow her TV shows. Around eleven o'clock Jim's center start burning from the Reading and he goes to the headmaster bathroom for eye dip. He decides to shave and get ready for bed. He puts on his pj's then remembers he had not given Cathy her customary thoroughly dark 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 certain she is upset about the absence of the good night hug. He slowly makes his way up to her way. 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 return asleep without giving my Baby young woman a good nighttime hug,"he says as he approaches and holds his limb open for the customary hug.

Cathy eagerly rushes into his open munition. He immediately feels her hard nipple poke against his chest and ‘ it just happened ’. His cock springs to life ; she squeezes him tighter and presses her groin against his cock. All his fatherly control vanishes and his mind fill with incestuous desire for his girl. They continue to hold each other close and he can feel her teat harden even more as she presses and grinds her hips harder against his throbbing twitching cock.

In his intellect she is no longer his girl, but a aphrodisiac desirable full grown charwoman. His lust assumes control condition of his mind and he runs his hand under her t-shirt and begins to fondle her chest while rolling the nipple between his thumb and indicator finger's breadth. He leans forward and presses his sass to her neck. Her pulse beats rapidly in the vena of her neck. He feels a chill movement through her body ; her breathing is short and hurried.

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

He doesn't answer. He moves his lip from her neck to bosom and sucks the punishing nipple into his sass. He flicks it several times with his tongue then begins to gently chew on her nipple. She puts her bridge player on the dorsum of his capitulum and pulls him tightly into her breast.

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

He pauses and looks up into her violent centre and says,"Do you really desire me to stop ?"

She returns his gaze for a foresighted moment but says zero. After a minute or so, she takes a mystifying breathing place ; letting it out slowly. She closes her eyes and gives her approval by slowly shaking her head ‘ no ’.

Jim continues to take in and nibble on her breast as he slides one hand up into the leg opening of her Boxer style pajama bottoms. She is not wearing panty. Her vagina is soaking wet and his finger chute easily into her cavity. He inserts two finger's breadth and moves them slowly in and out as he gently bites her hard mamilla. Her organic structure milk sickness and his hand floods with her orgasmic juices. He has to hold her up as her stage try to give way under her.

Once the orgasm passes and she regains use of her leg, Jim drops to his knees while pulling her pajama rump to her mortise joint. She places her hands on his shoulders for rest as she steps out of her pajama and complain them away. Jim kisses her belly clitoris as he makes his way down to her vagina. He notices she has a thin blond maculation of tomentum covering her pubic region. He places his workforce on her pelvic girdle and guides her back into a sitting office on the boundary of her bed. He kneels between her legs and pushing them open to yield easier access. He leans forward and blows his hot breath on her vagina. She shivers and coos lowly. He spreads her labia open with his thumbs and blows his hot intimation again. Her clit immediately pokes its oral sex out of its protective hood. He leans in and fill up his mouth around her clit and sucks it into his warm wet mouth. She slams her thighs shut trapping Jim's oral sex and shakes with another orgasm.

Once her sexual climax subsides, she releases her thighs and Jim begins slow upward licks on her pussy with his across-the-board categoric tongue. He refers to them as puppy dog licks. He spreads her vagina open again with his thumb. He begins inserting his clapper like it is his penis. She pulls his fount tightly against her genitalia and starts humping and fucking his knife with her pussy. After a minute of this, she pushes him off as her next orgasm comes crashing in like a tsunami.

Jim give her a min to recover and then pulls her up by her hips and repositing her on her mitt and knees as he enters her doggy style. He pushes his stopcock in as far as it will go and her vaginal muscle close on it and starts sucking and milking his hard cock. He pulls his cock almost out, but her vagina clutches it and refuses to let it pass away. He slowly pushes it back in all the way to her cervix uteri and then repeats the exit tactics. Each meter her vaginal muscles fight to bind him in. After several minutes of this they both build to the ultimate globe shaking orgasm that they so dearly want. When their coming finally collision, Cathy shakes for a minute then falls forward on her stomach. Jim rolls over on his back. Their bodies glisten with perspiration as they both lie there panting ; basking in the afterglow of the most puzzle and exhausting orgasm ever.

"I am so sorry, Baby. It just happened. You are so beautiful I could master myself,"Jim whispers as he struggles to trip up his breath.

"Its okay, Daddy. I wanted it to happen as often as you did,"she resolution in a soft comforting part."Can we do it again tomorrow night ?"

Jim slowly crawls out of her bed. He gathers his pj's 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 aurora ? ”