Jim and Lucy have three maturate daughters ; all of them beautiful, and all of them married to older men. Each daughter had initially married someone their own age, only to replace them after a duad days with individual closer to their Dad's age. There may be a hidden substance in that fact, but who knows. It can be truthfully said that never during the time the young woman lived at domicile 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 nonindulgent ruler in his house and they follow them. He did not want the temptations that naked or scantily raiment vernal female person can cause. Now don't get the wrong effect ; he isn't a tyrant or a dictator, out to stifle their feminine charms or personalities. As young tyke they were always allowed to vagabond around the house in their pajamas, but the pajamas couldn't be provocative. They were allowed to wear cotton pajamas tops that were either long sleeve or short sleeve ; and cotton fiber pajama tush that were either farseeing leg or short. Jim also didn't want to totally suppress their feminine need to feel beautiful and aphrodisiac. So, after they were teenagers and had that need to find more feminine and adult ; they were also allowed to jade sexy nightgowns, but covered with a robe if they wandered outside of their bedroom when he was in the house.

Everything went smoothly under his rule, but he had to hold that his centre 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 voluptuous and lean, with hanker blonde curly whisker and weigh about the same. The former two girls have equally nice anatomy, but dark brownish hair like their Dad. Cathy has the great breasts of his three girls. He knows her sizing because he picked up one of her bra from the can floor once to put in the clothes hamper and noticed she was a 36D.

Her prominent breasts always proudly push her tops out for everyone to notice no matter what she wears. Her preferred t-shirts 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 button up typewrite pj's top her breasts will tense against the buttons and creates a small fold where anyone can see her bare rounded knocker. 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 persuasion 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 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 get-go office. The first time Jim meets him he senses bad vibes from him. It turns out her second husband is a real control junky. He not only wants to control all of her innocent time, he also wants to take full control of her paycheck. She had to get his permission to buy anything. He even made her planetary house over mastery to him of her 401k at her place of employment. When Jim hears this he tells her to leave alone him and come back place until everything is settled.

Cathy moves back into her old bedroom up stairs. That bedchamber is almost like having a split apartment because the room has its own private bath. She settles in with her parents and prepares for a long divorce battle with this creep. The low night back domicile, Cathy, comes down to watch TV with her father and her female parent. She is dressed for bed which consists of a rigorous fitting white t-shirt and packer type jammies bottoms. It did not really comply with the pajama rules of her youthfulness. Jim doesn't say anything because she is a grown woman now and had adopted this type of nightclothes while attending college. Her manner of dress does have its carnal affect on Jim, but he decides it is up to him to control his emotions and let her garb as she pleases. He has trouble keeping his eyes from wandering to her breast. The tight t-shirt accents every curve of her upper body. Any formula man would have 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 hard and very obvious. Jim always has problems hiding his never-ending erection when that happens. He can't even get up to go to the bath without firstly finding a way to cover his erecting. He is almost sure his wife and daughter have both noticed his problem at one time, or another.

Since Cathy was a little child, she makes it a riding habit to always apply her father a big hug before going to bed. She always puts her breasts squarely against his chest of drawers and squeezes him real tight. Jim doesn't know if she realizes it, or not, but sometimes her tit are severe and poke into his dresser. 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 night Jim completely forgets about his erecting and jumps up and gives her a big goodnight hug. Then he hears her gasp and squeeze him rattling tight. She presses her jetty tightly against his jetty. She holds him like she doesn't want to let him go. That's when he realizes he is pressing his hard hard-on into her crotch. It just happened. Lucy has a shocked verbal expression on her face, but says nothing. Cathy sees her expression and pulls away quickly, rushing up to her bedroom. No reference of that incident is every spoken by any of them. Jim is so hinder by the fortuity, the next Night he slips away to bed before giving his daughter a undecomposed night hug. The next sunrise he finds she is highly offended by his slipping away without the customary hug. He makes a mental note of hand to be more careful not to let that happen again.

One night recently, while Cathy watches one of her favorite TV display ; Lucy and Jim sit in the den, reading their ducky record. Around nine o'clock, Lucy decides to go to bed early. She kisses Jim in force nighttime and quietly slips away to the sleeping accommodation. Jim continues to read and Cathy continues to watch her TV show. Around eleven o'clock Jim's middle start burning from the reading and he goes to the original bathroom for eye cliff. He decides to knock off and get set for bed. He puts on his pajamas then remembers he had not given Cathy her wonted good dark hug. When he returns to the den the TV is off and Cathy is nowhere to be found. He can get a line her stomping around upstairs. He feels sure she is upset about the absence of the unspoilt 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 room access. When she looks up he mouths,"I'm sorry."She smiles and gesture 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 light asleep without giving my infant lady friend a good night hug,"he says as he approaches and holds his blazonry open for the wonted hug.

Cathy eagerly rushes into his undetermined weapon system. He immediately feels her hard nipples poke against his chest and ‘ it just happened ’. His prick springs to life ; she squeezes him tighter and presses her bulwark against his cock. All his fatherlike mastery vanishes and his mind filling with incestuous desire for his girl. They continue to hold each early close and he can finger her nipple harden even more as she presses and grinds her hips harder against his throbbing twitching cock.

In his idea she is no longer his daughter, but a aphrodisiacal desirable full grown char. His lust assumes control of his mind and he runs his bridge player under her tee shirt and begins to fondle her breast while rolling the mamilla between his thumb and index finger's breadth. He leans forward and presses his lips to her neck opening. Her pulse beats rapidly in the venous blood vessel of her neck opening. He feels a quiver move through her body ; her respiration is forgetful and hurried.

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

He doesn't reply. He moves his sassing from her neck to tit and sucks the intemperately nipple into his mouthpiece. He flicks it respective fourth dimension with his tongue then begins to gently chew on her nipple. She puts her mitt on the book binding of his mind and pulls him tightly into her breast.

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

He pauses and looks up into her shoot down center and says,"Do you really want me to stop ?"

She returns his gaze for a long here and now but says nada. After a arcminute or so, she takes a recondite breathing spell ; letting it out slowly. She closes her eyes and gives her approval by slowly shaking her head ‘ no ’.

Jim continues to take up and nibble on her boob as he slides one hired hand up into the leg opening of her boxer manner pyjama bottoms. She is not wearing scanty. Her vagina is soaking wet and his finger slides easily into her tooth decay. He inserts two fingers and moves them slowly in and out as he gently bites her hard nipple. Her body tremble 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 coming passes and she regains use of her stage, Jim drops to his genu while pulling her pj's undersurface to her articulatio talocruralis. She places her manus on his shoulders for rest as she steps out of her pj's and kicks them away. Jim kisses her belly button as he makes his way down to her vagina. He notices she has a tenuous blonde temporary hookup of whisker covering her pubic expanse. He places his handwriting on her hip and guides her back into a sitting placement on the edge of her bed. He kneels between her legs and pushes them open to grant well-off admittance. He leans forward and blows his hot breathing space on her vagina. She shivers and coos lowly. He spreads her labia unresolved with his thumb and blows his hot breath again. Her clit immediately pokes its school principal out of its protective bonnet. He leans in and closes his lips around her clit and take up it into his warm wet mouth. She slams her thighs unopen trapping Jim's header and milkshake with another orgasm.

Once her orgasm subsides, she releases her thigh and Jim begins slow upward licks on her pussycat with his broad savourless tongue. He refers to them as puppy dog licks. He spreads her vagina opened again with his thumbs. He begins inserting his glossa like it is his phallus. She pulls his font tightly against her crotch and starts humping and fucking his natural language with her pussy. After a moment of this, she pushes him off as her side by side climax comes crashing in like a tsunami.

Jim give her a minute to recover and then pulls her up by her articulatio coxae and repositions her on her manus and articulatio genus as he enters her doggy style. He pushes his peter in as far as it will go and her vaginal brawn close on it and starts sucking and milking his backbreaking cock. He pulls his cock almost out, but her vagina hold it and refuses to let it die. He slowly pushes it back in all the way to her cervix and then repeats the issue maneuver. Each metre her vaginal heftiness fight to go for him in. After several proceedings of this they both build to the ultimate earth shaking orgasm that they so dearly indigence. When their orgasm finally hits, Cathy shakes for a minute of arc 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 dumbfound and exhausting orgasm ever.

"I am so drab, babe. It just happened. You are so beautiful I could moderate myself,"Jim whispers as he struggles to catch his breath.

"Its O.K., dad. I wanted it to bump as much as you did,"she answers in a soft comforting vocalism."Can we do it again tomorrow dark ?"

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

"Can we, Daddy ?"She urges.

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