Jim and Lucy have three big girl ; all of them beautiful, and all of them married to older men. Each girl had initially married soul their own age, only to replace them after a couple year with someone finisher to their Dad's age. There may be a hidden content in that fact, but who knows. It can be truthfully said that never during the time the girls lived at home with their Dad, did he ever entertain the thought of fucking any one of them. He was their father and was raised that incest is a sin.

He has strict rules in his household and they follow them. He did not need the temptations that naked or scantily garment youthful female can cause. Now don't get the ill-timed impression ; he isn't a despot or a dictator, out to strangle their feminine charms or personalities. As young children they were always allowed to roll around the house in their pajamas, but the pajamas couldn't be provocative. They were allowed to wear cotton fiber pj's tops that were either foresighted sleeve or unretentive sleeve ; and cotton fiber jammies bottoms that were either long leg or short. Jim also didn't want to totally suppress their feminine need to feel beautiful and sexy. So, after they were teenagers and had that need to feel more than feminine and grownup ; they were also allowed to break aphrodisiac nightgowns, but covered with a robe if they wandered outside of their bedchamber when he was in the house.

Everything went smoothly under his normal, but he had to take on that his middle girl, 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 foresightful blonde curly haircloth and weigh about the same. The other two girl have equally gracious figures, but black embrown whisker like their Dad. Cathy has the gravid tit of his three female child. He knows her size because he picked up one of her bra from the privy base once to put in the apparel shackle and noticed she was a 36D.

Her large breasts always proudly push her tops out for everyone to notice no matter what she wears. Her favorite jersey especially emphases her voluptuousness, but her Dad always insists she wear a robe if she roams around the house dressed in that manner. When she wears a release up type pajama top her breasts will strive against the button and creates a small fold where anyone can see her bare rounded breast. A few times Jim has gotten a glimpse at her nipple. He has to admit that seeing her nipple is arousing, but still he never entertained the thought of pulling her into a bed and have sex with her. He has gamey lesson than to despoil her like that.

Cathy had been in her second base married for about six long time when she decides it wasn't going to work and she needed to get a divorcement. Jim had advised her not to marry the S.O.B. in the commencement position. The first time Jim meets him he senses bad vibration from him. It turns out her second husband is a material control junky. He not only wants to master all of her free time, he also wants to take full control of her paycheck. She had to get his permission to buy anything. He even made her sign over control to him of her 401k at her place of employment. When Jim hears this he tells her to leave him and come back nursing home until everything is settled.

Cathy moves back into her old bedroom up stairs. That sleeping accommodation is almost like having a separate apartment because the room has its own common soldier bath. She settles in with her parents and prepares for a long divorcement battle with this creep. The number 1 Nox back nursing home, Cathy, comes down to watch TV with her founding father and her mother. She is dressed for bed which consists of a squiffy fitting white jersey and boxer type pajama bottomland. It did not really follow with the pyjama rule of her spring chicken. Jim doesn't say anything because she is a grown womanhood now and had adopted this eccentric of nightclothes while attending college. Her manner of dress does have its sensual affect on Jim, but he decides it is up to him to insure his emotions and let her frock as she pleases. He has difficulty keeping his centre from wandering to her breast. The tight jersey dialect every curve of her upper body. Any normal man would cause difficulty preventing an erection.

Often when the family watches ‘ R rated'movies in the eventide, and especially during certain love scenes, Cathy's nipples become punishing and very obvious. Jim always has problems hiding his unvarying erection when that happens. He can't even get up to go to the lav without first finding a way to handle his erections. He is almost sure his married woman and girl have both noticed his problem at one prison term, or another.

Since Cathy was a low fry, she makes it a wont to always give her Father a big hug before going to bed. She always puts her breasts squarely against his breast and squeezes him real tight. Jim doesn't know if she realizes it, or not, but sometimes her mammilla are hard and poke into his chest. As she gets older and her breasts get larger he notices it more and more, but quietly enjoys the feel. He never gives it much thought because she has done it since she was a small child.

One Nox Jim completely forgets about his hard-on and jumps up and gives her a big goodnight hug. Then he hears her gasp and squeeze him literal 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 heavily hard-on into her crotch. It just happened. Lucy has a shocked expression on her boldness, but says nothing. Cathy sees her saying and pulls away quickly, rushing up to her sleeping accommodation. No mention of that incident is every spoken by any of them. Jim is so abash by the chance event, the side by side night he slips away to bed before giving his daughter a well Night hug. The succeeding dawn he finds she is highly offended by his slipping away without the accustomed hug. He makes a mental note to be more careful not to let that materialise again.

One night recently, while Cathy watches one of her favorite TV appearance ; Lucy and Jim sit in the den, reading their favored playscript. Around nine o'clock, Lucy decides to go to bed early. She kisses Jim good Nox and quietly slips away to the bedroom. Jim continues to scan and Cathy continues to watch her TV shows. Around eleven o'clock Jim's eyes start burning from the reading and he goes to the master bathroom for eye driblet. He decides to shave and get gear up for bed. He puts on his pajamas then remembers he had not given Cathy her customary good Night hug. When he returns to the den the TV is off and Cathy is nowhere to be found. He can find out her stomping around upstairs. He feels certain she is worried about the absence of the good Night hug. He slowly makes his way up to her room. He can see her pouting and roughly jerking the natural covering 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 decrease asleep without giving my child girl a thoroughly Night hug,"he says as he approaches and holds his weapon open for the wonted hug.

Cathy eagerly rushes into his give arms. He immediately feels her hard pap poke against his pectus and ‘ it just happened ’. His stopcock springs to life ; 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 bind each other close and he can feel her mammilla season even more as she presses and grinds her hips harder against his throbbing twitching cock.

In his mind she is no longer his daughter, but a sexy desirable fully grown woman. His lust assumes control of his mind and he runs his handwriting under her tee shirt and begins to fondle her white meat while rolling the mamilla between his quarter round and indicant finger. He leans forward and presses his back talk to her neck. Her pulse beats rapidly in the veins of her neck. He feels a palpitation motion through her body ; her ventilation is shortstop and hurried.

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

He doesn't answer. He moves his oral fissure from her neck to breast and sucks the hard nipple into his mouth. He flicks it several times with his tongue then begins to gently chew on her mammilla. She puts her hired man on the back of his nous and pulls him tightly into her breast.

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

He pauses and looks up into her displume center and says,"Do you really want me to hold back ?"

She returns his gaze for a long second but says nil. After a minute or so, she takes a oceanic abyss breather ; letting it out slowly. She closes her eye and gives her approval by slowly shaking her headspring ‘ no ’.

Jim continues to blow and piece on her breast as he slides one hand up into the leg opening of her packer style pajama bum. She is not wearing pantie. Her vagina is soaking wet and his finger's breadth slides easily into her cavum. He inserts two fingers and moves them slowly in and out as he gently bites her gruelling nipple. Her body trembles and his hand flood lamp with her orgasmic juices. He has to hold her up as her ramification try to return way under her.

Once the orgasm passes and she regains use of her leg, Jim drops to his knees while pulling her pajama tail to her ankles. She places her workforce on his shoulders for residual as she steps out of her pajamas and quetch them away. Jim kisses her belly clitoris as he makes his way down to her vagina. He notices she has a thinly blonde patch of hairsbreadth covering her pubic area. He places his hands on her hips and guides her back into a sitting position on the edge of her bed. He kneels between her legs and push button them open to grant easier accession. He leans forward and blows his hot breath on her vagina. She shivers and coos lowly. He spreads her labia receptive with his pollex and blows his hot breath again. Her clitoris immediately pokes its head out of its protective tough. He leans in and closes his lips around her clit and sucks it into his tender wet sass. She slams her thighs shut trapping Jim's principal and shakes with another orgasm.

Once her coming subsides, she releases her thighs and Jim begins slacken upward licks on her twat with his spacious categorical tongue. He refers to them as puppy dog licks. He spreads her vagina open again with his thumbs. He begins inserting his tongue like it is his penis. She pulls his human face tightly against her crotch and starts humping and fucking his tongue with her pussycat. After a minute of this, she pushes him off as her next orgasm comes crashing in like a tsunami.

Jim give her a bit to recover and then pulls her up by her hips and storage her on her hands and knees as he enters her doggy style. He pushes his cock in as far as it will go and her vaginal muscles close on it and starts sucking and milking his firmly stopcock. He pulls his turncock almost out, but her vagina suitcase it and refuses to let it exit. He slowly pushes it back in all the way to her cervix and then repeats the exit maneuver. Each time her vaginal brawniness fight to apply him in. After several minutes of this they both build to the ultimate ground shaking orgasm that they so dearly motivation. When their coming finally smasher, Cathy shakes for a minute then falls forward on her belly. Jim rolls over on his backrest. Their torso glisten with sweat as they both lie there panting ; basking in the afterglow of the most dumbfound and exhausting orgasm ever.

"I am so sorry, sister. It just happened. You are so beautiful I could contain myself,"Jim whispering as he struggles to pick up his breath.

"Its okay, pa. I wanted it to happen as much as you did,"she resolution in a flaccid comforting vox."Can we do it again tomorrow night ?"

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

"Can we, pappa ?"She urges.

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