Incestuous Tales of the Quarantine

taradiddle One : Quarantined with His Nubile girl

By mypenname3000

Copyright 2020

Note : Thanks to WRC264 for beta Reading this !

ternary calendar week with no women.

Three calendar week with my daughter stuck in my apartment thanks to the quarantine.

I liked my girl. Hell, I loved my daughter, but having Claude Shannon stuck in the house with me for three weeks was enough to get on anyone 's nerve. The only exciting place we could go was the grocery store. And you could n't turn that into any huge amount of time.

My wife and I were divorced. Even though she was eighteen, she would stay with me on the weekends. She had come over on Friday, a big smile on her font. I enjoyed spending weekends with my daughter. I hooked up with woman on weekday nights so it did n't strangle my style. And then she got stuck in my spot because of the quarantine.

Now it had been three calendar week without any activeness, and I was getting horny.

masturbation did n't cut it, and it was hard to find any character fourth dimension to be alone and keep an eye on porno with my daughter in the apartment. If she was n't in her own room, she was in the support way. Or the kitchen. She flounced around, bored. I got that, I did, but she was always hovering around.

I was learning how to ferment from rest home these days. Sitting in my own office, which was just a desk in my bedroom, and having to do Zoom coming together with my coworkers and trying to stay productive when I just wanted to do nothing was hard.

She would pop in during get together and disrupt them. It happened to a lot of my coworkers. We were all having to adapt, but it was frustrating when she would just dart up and hug me from behind, and complain about being bored.

But what was there to do ? We 'd watched everything on Netflix worth watching. There were only some many fourth dimension you could put a puzzle together ( once being almost too many meter ). We even played Monopoly.

Now at three weeks, it was getting intolerable. I needed to get place, but everyone was scared. No one was supposed to go anywhere. My ex was freaked out. She had a new kid and did n't need Shannon to bring any disease over.

I was so horny.

"dada, pop !"Claude Elwood Shannon shouted, bounding into my chamber as I sat working on a sales report. Her red hair flying, she threw herself onto my bed wearing only a pair of nasty shorts and a tank top that slid up her belly."I 'm so bored."

"Are n't we all,"I muttered, glancing over at her. When did she get such silky wooden leg ? I know she was only eighteen, but ... that fetching midsection. I could see her navel. She thrust her bare understructure in the air. Her toenails were all gleaming pink.

She had spent the morning painting them. I had hoped it would worry her longer.

"Let 's go to the store,"she said."We 're running low on stuff."

"I have to get this workplace done,"I said, staring at her. Green eyes, a slender body. Her breasts were ripe, though. They thrust up cupped by her tank top. Was she even wearing a bra ?"I 'm sorry. It 's work."

"But I 'm bored,"she moaned, her stage kicking.

"I know,"I said, trying to be patient. My rooster was getting so hard. God, what was wrong with me ? Why was I finding my daughter so sexy all of a sudden ? That was n't decent at all. It was more than a little fucked up."But I 'll get in hassle if I do n't get this done. Sorry."

"mulct,"she pouted."I 'll go public lecture with my friends."

"Do n't you have schoolwork you 're supposed to be doing ?"I asked her.

"Did it,"she said. I bet that was a lie, but I did n't deal. What her school day assigned her looked like such occupy workplace. Pointless stuff."I 'll let you work. But can we go to the stock later ?"

"Yeah,"I said, watching as she rolled off my bed. She scrambled off and then darted out, those trunks hugging her ass.

My daughter had an ass ... Damn.

I swallowed and turned back to the study, my stopcock thick and throbbing. It swelled the movement of my sweatpants. I glanced at the account. I really had to finish that. But it was punishing to concentrate with my daughter 's eubstance filling my mind.

It started raining. The sound drummed on the fire escape cock outside of my window. The metal grating rattled while my hammer throbbed. I struggled my way through the document, my putz screaming at me for relief. No women to enjoy. No madam to hook up with on a dating app.

The only if char was ...

I shoved that depraved thought down. I had my hired hand. It would consume to be decent. I swallowed and just managed to finish the news report. I pushed back from my desk and headed to the restroom. I closed the threshold. Locked it. I would just quickly stroke one out and ...

There on the level was a pair of pink step-in. It had lace on it. One of my girl 's. I did n't know she had panty like this. It was somehow both girlish and sexy at the Saami metre. My tool throbbed hard in my sweatpants.

I picked up the panty. I swallowed. Something feminine and intimate to touch. I loved peeling off a cleaning woman 's step-in and knowing I would be sliding into her kitty-cat. I gripped the cloth tight in my script, the urge to just enwrap it around my cock growing in me.

I could just jerk off into her scanty. What was the trauma in that ?

They were my daughter 's panties, part of me pointed out.

And ? So what ? It was n't the Lapplander as touching her directly. Just something to facilitate get me off. I shoved down my sweatpants. My dick popped out. Thick and throbbing. I wrapped the cloth around my shaft. This fearsome excitement rippled through me.

This was wrong. I knew it was terrible for me to even contemplate doing this. These were my daughter 's scanty. I had to be a complete sicko to need to do this. I bit my lip, my heart throbbing in my chest.

I stroked up my cock, the cloth sliding over my prick. This textile had touched my daughter 's skin. Her pussy. The most sexual parting of her. I shuddered as I reached the tip and caressed over the Crown. I groaned at how commodity it felt.

III workweek without getting laid. The long I 'd gone since my wife divorced me.

It was incredible. Amazing. I could—

rap ! whang ! KNOCK !

"dad, hurry up !"my daughter said."And you better not stink it up !"

Fear guess through me. I gasped and ripped the panties from my cock. I quickly stuffed them in the apparel hamper they had been lying against and ripped up my boxers and sweatpants. They did a vain endeavour to go for my erection in spot, my cock throbbing. I flushed the toilet and washed my hands, so aware of my daughter outside the door.

"Christ,"I muttered. I had to get a grip. She was my girl. I should n't even adjoin her pantie. That was going too far.

I opened the threshold, and she squeezed by me. I felt her dummy rubbing across my chest. My minuscule girl had breasts. I groaned, my dick throbbing. I fled to the living room. If I went into my bedroom, I knew what I would be doing.

I had to watch something to get my idea off of her. Something that was boring. Something that I could n't possibly have an erection through. I turned on the TV, loaded up Netflix, and searched for something to watch.

It felt like all the Sami junk. The same recommendations as always. I groaned and then just put on a comedy show I 'd seen a twelve clock time, the IT Crowd. I leaned back in my recliner, struggling to disregard the throb in my dick.

Then my girl rushed into the sustenance elbow room and, to my shock, she threw herself on my lap. She planted her rump right field on my hardon, her ramification thrust over the impart armrest of my chair, her arm going around my neck.

"Shannon ?"I asked, shocked to feel the roundness of her rear end on my cock. Then I groaned as she wiggled. She rubbed her goat from side to side, grinding on me."What are you doing, Claude E. Shannon ?"

"Watching TV."She glanced at it."This again ?"

"Yeah,"I said, my putz throbbing beneath her. Could she sense my hardon ? Did she realize I was erect at all ? What would she think if she did ?"I like it."

She sighed and stared at me. Her rear wiggled across my lap, my dick throb as she did it. Her park eye studied me with this considering look. Then, to my shock, her finger stroked down my jawline.

It sent this confidant thrill through me. What was she doing ?

Her finger stroked over my nerve, rasping over my stubble, and then stroked my mustache. I learned the peeress liked a safe mustache. She ran her finger through the whiskers on my upper lip. My dick throbbed harder.

What was she doing ?

"Claude Shannon ?"I croaked.

"You should grow a quarantine beard !"she exclaimed."Your mustache is great, but you could be all Ursus arctos horribilis. Get it nice and thick."

"A quarantine beard ?"I asked, sounding more than than a minuscule discombobulate by her idea.

"Yeah !"She wiggled on me some more."A lot of cat are doing it. It 's what all the girls are into. You could suffer a nice and compact one. Be all manly."

"Uh, yeah,"I said, just wanting her to get off my lap before I exploded."A quarantine face fungus. I 'll suppose about it."

"Good,"she said."I think you 'll bet great with one, Daddy."She bounced on my lap and glanced at the TV."Ugh, this show sucks."She twisted on me, sliding that fanny over my dick, and then hopped off."If you 're watching TV, your body of work must be done, so can we go to the store ?"

"Right,"I groaned, my dick so hard.

We went to the fund, masquerade on. It was the unknown new populace we lived in. My daughter was the only person who would come close to me. Everyone else stayed back. hoi polloi were starting to bet a lilliputian wild. No haircuts. No beauty salon trips for the woman. Even my daughter 's hair was beginning to show mansion of needing cutting.

We did n't buy much. It was just an excuse to get out of the theater. It made her glad. It made me aching. There were a few women there, but could I flirt with them ? They all had these unquiet looks on their faces like they were afraid I 'd cough on them.

And it was n't like flirting with masks on was something enticing. I could n't see half their faces.

In the end, my daughter and I returned to the habitation. I was still hard. Not rampagingly erect, but that throbbing at the tip of my pecker, that itch to stroke it, stayed with me through making dinner with Shannon, eating it, and watching some TV.

I had more work to do. The job with working from home was you never quite got away from it. Your reckoner was there with the study that you could get done. It taunted you, especially in your bedroom.

That itch for my daughter, however, never went away no topic what I did.

The rain had never relented. It had been going on all day. The wind was picking up, a tempest sweeping through. I ignored it and stripped naked for bed. I never slept in clothes. I slid into bed, my peter hard.

This was the lonesome luck I had to masturbate.

Lightning flashed out my windowpane as I closed my eyes and stroked my pecker. I pumped my hand up and down my dick. I groaned as I loved myself. I wanted to think about that Madeleine bird I had been flirting with before lockdown went into core. 27. Big, rude tits. Blonde whisker. Blue optic. Plump lips.

Cock-sucking lips.

I imagined her kneeling before me, her middle staring up at me as she kissed around the tip of my putz. I groaned at how unspoilt it felt. I worked my hand faster. My toes curled. I groaned as the ache swelled and swelled.

papa, let me sop up your cock for you, whispered through my mind.

My fantasy shifted on me. blonde Madeleine was replaced with my redheaded, barely legal girl. Shannon 's green optic sparkled as she opened her sassing wide of the mark and sucked on my cock. I groaned at the taboo image.

My paw stroked faster.

Lightning flashed again. roaring crackled acutely and loud as I worked my hand up and down my dick. I could n't arrest myself. Claude E. Shannon had grown into such a sexy, immature womanhood. She had those round boobs and those plump lips.

In my fantasy, she sucked my stopcock with thirst. She feasted on my dick with the raving mad lust of an eighteen-year-old lady friend. I groaned, knowing this was improper. I could n't think of my daughter like this. She was my own flesh and blood, but ...

I needed to cum.

"That 's it,"I breathed, the flashing lightning illuminating my hired man working up and down my cock."Just imbibe that dick. Mmm, you want pop 's cum, do n't you ?"

My cock hurtled toward my eruption. I stroked faster while imagining my daughter blowing me with passion. I sucked in deeply breathing place, rising towards that orgasm. I just needed a few more fortuity. Lightning blazed outside the window. The field glass rattled from the nose drops.

"Yes,"I growled. I slid up my stopcock, moments from erupting. From—

Footsteps thudded down the antechamber and then my door salvo unresolved. Cursing, I pulled up my screening in time to see Claude Elwood Shannon burst into my bedchamber and throw away herself at me. She wore a tank top and a pair of pantie.

"pa !"she squealed in fright and burrowed beneath my covers. Her head popped out good next to me. She clung to my body.

"S-Shannon ?"I asked, lying there as stiff as a plug-in, my dick tenting the front of my back. I was so mindful of how nude I was."W-what are you doing ?"

Lightning burst. Her face appeared in the strobing brightness. The thunder rumbled, and she shrieked, burying her facial expression into my berm. Her body trembled beneath mine. Her leg slide over my thigh. I felt the roundness of her white meat on my side as she trembled.

"Still ?"I groaned."You 're eighteen."

"Sorry,"she said, her voice tight."It 's just ... Ca n't I sleep in here tonight, Daddy ? I do n't like it. That sound ..."

"Claude E. Shannon,"I groaned."You 're XVIII. You have your own bed."

"There 's mint of room in yours,"she said."You wo n't even know I 'm here, okay. I just ... I know it wo n't get me if you 're in here."

"Lightning does n't get anyone,"I said."It 's not a monster."

"What if it zaps through the window and bang me ?"she asked."At least it 'll probably hit you over me."

"time lag, that 's why you want to sleep with me ?"I asked, aching to keep masturbating."That 's the dumbest affair I 've heard."

"Daddy !"she gasped."Do n't you need to protect your fiddling girl by being her lightning carapace ?"

I groaned. Her greenness heart stared at me. They had a gleaming about them in the dark, catching the syncope light coming through my window from a streetlamp. I groaned."Fine."

"Thank you !"she said."You wo n't even know I 'm here."

Then she rolled over, pressing her rump into my side, and hugged one of my big pillows. Her head resting on it. I just lay beside her, so aware that I was naked. Hard. That her rump was rubbing against me.

I do n't know how long I stared up at the cap immobilized by her bearing. I swallowed, just wanting to slip out of bed and go to the bathroom. She shifted a few clock time, her panty-covered seat rubbing on me.

I felt the warmness of her hide. I swallowed. It was growing hot beneath the covers with us both. I should just go to catch some Z's. Or, at least, I should put on some boxers. blanket up. My dick pulsed and throbbed.

Ideas like masturbating flashed through my mind. Stroking off while she slept beside me. And she was sleeping. The lightning had n't come back since I agreed to let her hitch. Just the rain and the wind. I could hear her shoal, fixture breathing.

She was out.

I rolled over onto my side, facing away from her. My putz thrust out before me. I closed my heart to go to log Z's. My dick throbbed. Ached. It demanded of me. There was a girl in the bed. A girl that I could enjoy.

That depraved thought grew and grew in my mind. It itched at my persuasion. I shuddered, my dick pulsing and throbbing. I swallowed, needing to observe this lecherousness from overwhelming me. Just go to bed. twilight asleep.

Her ass rubbed into mine. Plump. Warm. I could just pull her step-in to the side and—

"No !"I groaned to the dark at that intellection. What sort of macabre father was I ? That was my girl. I could n't ram my cock into her while she slept.

other estimate filled my mind. I could just ... hump against her ass. Just grinding my cock into her. I could feign I was sleeping if she woke up. Dry-humping would n't even imply touching her. Not directly. Her scanty would be in the way.

A barrier. That made it less like incest, right ?

I swallowed, my gumshoe throbbing. Aching. I rolled over, unable to stop myself. My dick smacked into her hip. She did n't so very much as stir. I shuddered, and then I pressed my dick against her rump. Right on her panty-clad ass. I just had to rub against her now.

I thrust forward. I fought the groan as I dry-humped against my girl 's ass. She slept, oblivious to her perverted forefather 's lusts. The silkiness of her panties and the warmth of her rump beneath the textile felt amazing on my shaft.

Contact.

Physical contact with a ... a ... a female person. A girl. My daughter.

I closed my eyes, trying not to think it was my baby girl I was grinding on, but in the back of my mind, I knew it. That was my daughter 's ass I ground against. Only a slenderize layer of cloth separated us. She slept on oblivious to what I did to her.

It was such a bad dad, but it felt so good.

I fought against groaning ; scared she would stir up up. That only helped to relieve oneself this spirit amazing. I groaned, thrusting against her. The ache at the tip of my dick swelled as I felt the curved shape of her rear end. I pushed my ray in between her butt-cheeks, sliding through the groove of her crack.

"Going to hell,"I thought, but it felt so good.

I thrust harder and harder. She just kept sleeping. The pressure built fast. It came on me in only a few minutes. I groaned as I spurted jizz. The powerful eruption of cum slammed through me. I shuddered, loving every moment of it.

The pleasure exploded through my thought. I shuddered at it. I savored that howling irruption of bliss. My Ball emptied themselves, soaking her clothing. The transport consumed my thoughts. I groaned. Hit that peak.

I hovered there, trembling, spurting the last of my cum on my girl 's ass like a complete pervert. I groaned at how nifty it felt. It was amazing. An sexual climax that did n't come from my hand. Contact with a woman. A girl. My daughter.

"shag,"I groaned, exhaustion hitting me hard.

I rolled onto my back and fell into sleep.

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I woke up alone in my bed and the concern slapped me. I had molested my girl. I was gear up for the constabulary to erupt in and cop me. For my daughter to be crying and traumatized. She was n't in bed when I awoke. I swallowed, frightened to leave my bedroom.

But I had to pee.

I pulled on some sweatpants and headed out. I heard the TV on. I peeked into the living room to find her eating a arena of cereal and watching something on Netflix. She gave me a big smile. So warm and loving. Full of delight.

"Thanks for letting me eternal rest in your bed, pappa,"she said."I slept so well."

"You did n't, uh, listen me shifting around ?"I asked."I do that a lot. Your female parent hated it."

"I slept great."She grinned at me, her tank top clinging to those assault titty of hers. She sat cross-legged, the front of the Lapp royal panties I had dry-humped end Night molding to her untested chassis. She had a cameltoe.

Did my girl shave her pussy ? Jesus, she was only eighteen.

embossment, however, swept through me. I had gotten away with it. hold up night had been a fault. A moment of weakness. I vowed it would never happen again, but ... I could n't help but get turned on by my daughter over the next few days.

Every fourth dimension I saw her, she was wearing boxers and a fuddled top. Sometimes just panties. She would be lying on her belly on the couch, the panties clinging to her rump. My dick would get hard. Throb erect. Want to do naughty things to her.

Just hump against her.

I jerked off into her scanty. Twice a day, I would be in the bathroom pumping away and hoping she would n't notice the stains. The material felt so good. I would rub the interior crotch against my cock and know that these had been pressed against my daughter 's pussy.

I wanted her. Craved her. Was stuck with her. There was no escape. If I wanted to go for a base on balls outside, she would be getting dressed to join me. If I needed to go to the grocery store to buy something, she would be grabbing my arm, eager to get away from the house.

Quarantine trapped us together.

My idea grew more and more fixated on Claude Elwood Shannon. On my daughter. Not just dry-humping against her, but kissing her. Sucking on her titties. Eating her youthful slit. Sliding into her close pussy.

To feel snatch around my peter again would be amazing. I was approaching a month now without fucking a charwoman. My daughter looked Sir Thomas More and more than ripe and succulent with every going hour. Ideas of seducing her played through my mind.

"You 'll go to jail,"I muttered, staring at her lying on her breadbasket on the couch watching TV, her branch thrust up in the air, her toes flexing. delicacy toes I could imbibe."real prison house, King James. Stop that."

I salivated for her. Lusted for her.

A week after the storm, I was asleep when the grumble of lightning woke me up. My cock went hard with this Pavlovian response. A electrical storm. Did that mean value that my daughter would fall sleep with me ? That I would get another chance to dry-hump against her ?

I had n't hurt her by doing that. She had n't even known.

Lightning flooded my elbow room with stark light. The thunder boomed, windows rattling. That one was close. A shriek burst from my daughter 's room. Then her threshold crashed open. The thudding footstep. She did n't even knock. She just cast aside my door open and threw herself beneath the covers.

Another flash and she shrieked, clinging to me. I groaned, my hammer thrusting up hard. She was so close to touching it as she cowered against me. I felt her trunk and knew I would be getting off tonight. She whimpered as the lightning moved away.

"S-sorry, dada,"she said.

"Do n't be,"I answered, my voice throaty. I felt that hungriness in me."You can slip into my bed whenever you need it."

She let out a prospicient sigh."Thank you, Daddy."

I just grinned and knew I would n't have to expect long. Just for her to fall asleep. She clung to me for a few more moments and then she rolled off of me. This time, she stayed on her back. She did n't roam over onto her side.

That was a problem.

It was net she had fallen asleep after twenty minutes. I pulled back the book binding and stared at her. She wore a tank top that looked too humble for her, molding to her turn breasts. Her panties fit tight. My oculus had adjusted, a streetlight pouring enough illuminance through my chamber windowpane for me to see. My girl quivered there, her breasts rising and falling. Her panties ...

Her panty molded to her pussy lips.

I licked my lips as I stared at that succulent spot. I licked my sass. I salivated for her. I just hungered to eat her cunt. To lick and lap at her. This urge sank heavily on me. I swallowed. That would be going too far, but ...

I could n't dry-hump her ass if she was on her stomach. Could I roll her over ?

What if she woke up ?

I knew she was a heavy crosstie, but if she woke up, then I would n't get to cranch on her. She might go back to her own bed. So I sat there, my putz throbbing before me, watching her rest, hoping she would roll up onto her side.

The red turn on my digital clock slowly changed as I waited and waited. I kept staring at her. Those tits. That cameltoe. I hungered so much for her. Would it really be bad to lick my little female child 's pussycat ?

I bet she got horny, too.

I could present her something nice. She was a heavy sleeper. I could just munch on her snatch. Feast on her while she dreamed. My hands clenched and relaxed. My heart hammered in my chest. This was so wrong. So fucked up.

"That 's your girl, Epistle of James,"I muttered."Your daughter."

I licked my lips.

"Exactly,"I whispered back to myself."Does n't she deserve to make a overnice coming ? We 're stuck together. suffer to help each other out. What 's the impairment in it ?"

"prison house. She 'll hate me."

"She 'll never do it !"

I shuddered at that view. She never realized I had dry-humped against her. I could eat out her snatch and then just love my putz against her panties. Just lie on her and do more grinding. She did n't hold to be on her side for me to do that.

I surrendered to my lust. They were too strong. With care not to disturb her, I moved between my sleeping girl 's thighs. I swallowed, staring at her puss molded by those sexy pantie. I licked my back talk, so hungry to thrash her out. To eat her. I just had to press my rim down into her cunt and nuzzle at her. She would cum hard.

That would be exciting.

My clapper flicked over my brim. I planted my hands on her second joint. I stroked up and down her hot flesh. I shuddered at how warm she felt. I groaned, my heart hammering in my chest as I stroked my script up her legs.

"You 're gorgeous, Shannon,"I whispered, her red hair fanned over my pillow. Her breasts rose slowly.

My hands reached her crotch. I licked my lips as I caressed the leg muddle of my daughter 's scanty. I was on the sharpness of sliding over her gusset plate and friction at her twat through the sparse protection. I breathed in deeply, smelled her jasmine shampoo and her vanilla extract lotion.

My mouth salivated.

I slid my finger across the crotch of her pantie. I rubbed up and down her, pushing my knuckle joint into her. She kept sleeping as I felt her pussy back talk. God, she was shaved. My girl shaved her twat. That was insane. Was she sexually active ? Did she have a boyfriend I did n't bang about ? Was she horny and missing him ?

I stroked up and down her pussy, watching her face. She kept breathing her header turned to the right. Her mammilla hardened. I watched them stab against the thin cooler top. They were small buttons that I could play with.

But I was at her pussy.

A warmth bled through her panties. Her excitation. My finger's breadth grew wet. I pulled it back, dew gleaming on it. I breathed in, and a new musk filled my olfactory organ. Tangy. The aroma of her rousing. My tongue flicked across her brim

I pressed my face down. I rubbed into her pantie and breathed in. I groaned at the aroma of her. The heady odor of my girl 's cunt. That tangy delectation. I licked up her inset, tasting the fabric and the tangy smell of her pussy.

She whimpered.

I froze.

I stared up her physical structure, but she just kept lying there. Her breasts rose and fell. She was n't moving. Was n't coming awake. It was just a whimper. A sigh. She made sounds in her slumber. She slurred something, oral presentation in her eternal rest for a moment.

She was probably dreaming.

I grinned."I 'll give you something special to woolgather about, Shannon."

I licked at her panty again. I stroked my tongue up the fabric, feeling her snatch through the cloth. She was definitely shaved. That was so violent. I bathed the voider of her step-in with my saliva. I lapped up and down her slit, reveling in this thrill.

Her tangy tone grew and grew. Her boob rose and fell. I watched them, savoring the way her tank top cupped them. She had such a lovely couplet. C-cups. daily round and perky and just begging to be played with.

But I had her snatch to eat.

I kissed at her panties. I sucked her tangy pussy cream through the fabric. A woman 's pleasure. My daughter 's incestuous Passion. lust surged through me. My dick ached and throbbed as I nibbled up and down her panties.

"screwing,"I breathed."Shannon, you 're so sexy."

No answer. Still sleeping.

I slid my finger into her leg pickle and groaned as I touched my daughter 's shaved snatch directly. I caressed over her plump vulva and found her tight incision. succus coated my fingerbreadth. She was so hot and wet. She needed this.

I yanked her step-in to the side. The lemonlike aroma of her pussy swelled. My darkness-adjusted eyes could see her tight slit. That vestal vulva, a schoolgirlish quim. I kissed my daughter 's puss. Right on her slit. I tasted her tangy juices directly.

I did n't die. God did n't smite me and send me to hell. No cop bursts burst through the door.

I shuddered and then I licked her again. And again. I lapped at her zany. I slid my tongue up and down her cunt. My clapper caressed her hot frame. I stroked up and down that fuddled cunt, just grazing her at first.

Then I pressed into her folds. I felt the texture of her labia. The silkiness of her pussy lips. They were so hot against my tongue and lips. Felt so incredible. She whimpered again. But she kept sleeping. She did n't wake up.

"You 're having a naughty dream, are n't you ?"I whispered and then lapped at her slit again. I slid up her dent, gathering up her incestuous juice."Yeah, you are. Mmm, let Daddy give you a respectable one. An stupefy one."

She whimpered. Such a cute sound.

I dug my knife into her groove and stroked across a membrane. I froze. I pushed on it. She had her maidenhead still. She was a Virgin, but she shaved her twat ? Did girls her age just all shave their puss ? A shudder ran through me.

That was hot.

I licked at her virginal membrane and stroked her sheep pen. I caressed over a little bud. Her clit. I 'd detect my daughter 's clit. I flicked it. She whimpered louder. I smiled, wanting to cave in my daughter such a toothsome dream.

Then I would dry hump on her. Just rub my cock against her snatch lips. I had to palpate that twat against my dick. That would be perfect. No pantie in the way. I kept them yanked to the side as I licked at her virgin twat.

Her juice tasted even better without anything in the way.

It turned me on to eat her cherry pussy.

Her mother was n't a virgin our first-class honours degree time. Fucking fancy woman. But not my Shannon. She would n't be a bawd. Oh, no, she was my baby girl. Just my adorable daughter. She was perfect.

I licked harder at her cunt. I feasted on her, brushing her clit over and over again. I could do this all day. Her breathing renovate. Her breasts rose and fell. They were so beautiful to determine even covered up. I stared at them as I devoured her tangy cream.

My tongue swirled around her clitoris. I fluttered about it. Then I sealed my lips about it and sucked on her. She gasped and bucked. Her groan echoed through the room. It resounded about us. She gripped her thighs, her sleepy cacoethes was a delight.

I did n't fear her waking up. I just kept sucking on her clit. Her consistence twitched. Her whimpers grew louder and louder. She must be having a swell wet dream. An exciting one. Her pussy juices coated my back talk and ran down my chin.

"You 're so gorgeous,"I moaned."So tasty.

My dick throbbed. I needed to make Shannon cum so I could dry-hump her. Just grinding my cock up and down her pussy. Maybe I 'd iron my tip against her Hymen. Just for a moment. Just to find a cherry twat for once in my life.

I would n't do Thomas More than that.

I sucked hard on my sleeping girl 's clit. Her head rolled from side to side. Her thigh twitched beside me. She whimpered louder. I knew her orgasm had to be almost on her. I wanted her cream to spout into my mouth.

Then she gasped in her sleep.

Her pussy cream gushed out.

A river of tangy, incestuous passion poured into my sass. I drank my daughter 's virgin juices down like I was a thirsty man in the desert. I had found my oasis. I closed my oculus as her consistence trembled. I reveled in this wicked moment.

My putz ached to be in my picayune miss. To just press on her cherry and ... and ...

I could n't fuck her, right ?

God, she was wet, though. Just so juicy. I drowned in her cream. Her organic structure 's shudders died down, her orgasm subsiding. I just gave her bliss. Got her all make. It was the sodding time for her to turn a loss her virginity.

bettor me than some asshole guy who did n't wish about her, right ?

I loved Shannon. She was my babe girl. I wanted what was best for her. A painless beginning fourth dimension.

I squeezed my eyes shut and ripped my head from her genital organ."messiah,"I muttered."Am I ... ?"

I gripped my cock and brought it closer and closer and closer to her shaved, virgin twat. My fingers held her panty to the side. I stared right at her cunt. I licked my sassing, the hunger for my girl growing and growing in me.

I just had to ram into her. Just a undivided thrust, and I would have my daughter 's virginity. I would hump her while she slept. I made her cum. She could do the Sami for me, right ?

"She trusts you,"I groaned and pressed my cock against her snatch."Do n't do this, James."

I shuddered at the tactile property of her warm, wet flesh against my cock. A shudder ran through me. This heat shot up my rotating shaft. My balls tightened. It was heavenly. A hungry groan rose from my throat. I shuddered as I savored this bliss.

I moved my cock down to her hymen. I felt the barrier protecting her cunt from my dick. Her untouched depths awaited. If I did n't do it, some asshole boy would. He 'd do a piss-poor job, break her heart when he did n't call back, and just process her like shit.

She deserved better.

"shit,"I groaned, wanting to thrust. I mean, what was the harm if I just pushed forward and I did it ? Would she even know ? miss broke their hymen doing other things all time, right ?

I pushed against that membrane. I felt it stretching. I shuddered, wanting to be in her so much. Her typeface scrunched up. She whimpered. Her dead body twitched. I swallowed, fearfulness and luxuria warring inside of me. The conflict built and built and built.

I had n't had pussy in a month.

She was wet. usable. She loved me. She would want to avail me out. I made her cum first. I deserved this.

I thrust hard.

My girl 's cherry popped.

I gasped as I slid into her snatch. Inch after inch after amazing inch of her puss engulf my turncock. A rigorous, satiny, awesome heaven. Way dear than that Madeleine working girl. Or those other women. This was a virgin twat.

My daughter 's eighteen-year-old pussy.

I groaned as I leaned down, sinking More and more of my cock into her kitty-cat. Her hot flesh caressed my tip, that silky friction sending delight rushing down to my balls. She whimpered, her nose twitching. I leaned over her, staring down at her face. I bottomed out in my picayune girl.

Her eyes opened.

I froze.

She blinked and then stared up at me."papa ?"

"It 's just a dreaming,"I told her, panic rushing through me. I waited for her to call. To buck in panic."A naughty, sexy dream."

"Mmm, pop,"she moaned, this throaty strait of pleasance."What a gracious dream."

Then she kissed me. My daughter kissed my sassing coated in her juices. She bought it. She thought this was a ambition. She must be still coming out of her rest, thinking this was a continuation of the sex dream my twat licking had given her.

I kissed her with warmth. I thrust my tongue into my daughter 's lip. I sank my weigh down on her, feeling her knocker through her tank top, her teat hard. Her thigh slid around my waistline. She held me, kissing me back, whimpering.

I drew back my putz. Her hot flesh clung to my aching dick. We both moaned.

I pumped away at my daughter 's twat. I made such angelic honey to my little lady friend. It was amazing. Fantastic. I loved every moment of being in her. I savored every last indorsement of pumping away at my little young lady 's amazing twat.

Our tongues danced together. They swirled and whirled about the former. It was amazing to enjoy. I groaned, kissing her with passion. This was unbelievable. I pumped away at her, driving my cock into her cunt with herculean strokes.

Her cunt clung to me. She held me tight. It was amazing to enjoy. I groaned into her mouth, kissing her with all the warmth I had. She kissed me back. She swirled her knife through my mouth. I loved her. I savored kissing my daughter. I never wanted this to stop.

She whimpered, her sass kissing me back with hunger. I pumped away at her. I fucked into her snatch with warmth. With concentrated cam stroke. I groaned, loving the tactile property of her zany wrapped around me. My balls smacked into her taint.

I slid my hands up her slope. I pressed beneath her storage tank top. I broke the buss so I could slide up and grope her tits. I squeezed her boobs. She stared up at me, her common eyes looking so wild. Her arm went around my neck.

"papa !"she moaned, her pussycat clenching around me."Oh, Daddy, yes, yes, you 're making love life to me."

"Yes, Claude Elwood Shannon,"I groaned."Is n't it a marvelous dream ?"

"Uh-huh !"she gasped, her snatch clenching around my dick.

I shuddered, savoring her hot form being wrapped around me. She felt incredible. Just a joy for me to enjoy it. I pumped away at her with strong strokes. I buried into her cunt again and again. I slammed to the hilt in her.

My dick throbbed in her cunt. Her purulent squeezed about me while I groped her tits beneath her tank top. She stared up at me with such pleasure in her center. She humped back into my thrusting, the bed creaking.

"pappa, dada !"she moaned. It sounded so naughty."Oh, dada, I love you. I love you so lots !"

"I love you, too !"I groaned, thrusting into her puss."Claude Shannon. You 're so sexy."

She beamed at me.

"So perfect. So gorgeous."I squeezed her tit."Just adorable."

Her snatch squeezed about my cock as I pulled back. The suction was unbelievable. I groaned, loving the way her soma massaged me. Her hot slit gripped me, teasing me. Her snatch felt athirst for my cum.

For my incestuous source to pump into her twat. I thrust harder and harder into her puss. I buried into her with powerful stroking. She groaned, clenching down on me with her juicy pussy. My daughter 's kidnapping felt incredible about me.

"Oh, Daddy, yes, yes !"she moaned."Oh, that 's effective. That 's amazing. Daddy !"

"Yes,"I panted, squeezing both her plump tits.

I drove hard into her. The ache swelled at the tip of my cock. The mighty bang of cum building in my globe. They smacked into her physical body every time I buried into her tight, sweet snatch. I groaned at her silklike embracement about my shaft.

I rubbed at her nipples with my thumb. She gasped, her font scrunching up and her cunt tightening around my hawkshaw. I liked that a lot. She whimpered, her arms shifting around my neck. I drove into her pussy.

I filled up my daughter 's cunt.

"Yes !"Shannon gasped."pop !"

She squealed in delight while her twat went godforsaken around me. I thrust into her cunt, groaning at the feel of her hot human body spasming around me. That wonderful massage swelled the pressure in my bollock. I growled, about to erupt in her.

"Oh, Daddy, yes !"she squealed, her weapon around my neck opening pulling me down.

I slipped my hands out from beneath her tank top to snog her hard on the lips. I thrust my glossa into her sass. She whimpered and shuddered beneath me, her pussy writhing around my shaft. I pumped harder at her. Faster.

I could tell apart her twat wanted my jizz. My egg tightened, smacking into her taint as I kissed my baby young woman. Her eighteen-year-old cunt brought me rightfield to the boundary. I groaned as I thrust to the hilt in her. I buried in deep.

Erupted.

I broke the kiss and growled,"Claude Elwood Shannon !"

"Daddy !"she squealed, my jizz jetting into her deflowered pussy."You 're cumming in me !"

"I am,"I groaned."I love you, Shannon !"

"Love you !"she moaned.

The pleasure fired out of my peter. Each bam of jizz slammed bliss into my mind. It felt amazing. champion burst across my imagination. They danced around her smiling facial expression. Her pussy writhed around me, milking me. She worked out my cum.

I filled her pussy with my incestuous seeded player. I groaned as I spurted a final time in her. I hit that peak of my pleasure. I hung there, drinking in the bliss. I sucked in breaths, my heart pounding. The blood rushed through my veins.

"Oh, Daddy,"she whimpered, her puss 's spasms dying down."That was amazing."

"Yes,"I groaned and rolled off of her. I just fucked my daughter.

She snuggled up against my side."Mmm, that was a cracking dream."She rested her head on my berm."I hope I have it every night."

"I think you will,"I said, stroking her head.

"Good."

I closed my eye and smiled. Being quarantined with my eighteen-year-old girl was n't so bad at all. It definitely had its perquisite. I held my daughter to me as I drifted off to catch some Z's.

The END of this Incestuous narration of the Quarantine