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Leslie Howard lay propped-up in his bed afterward, fiddling with the remote and looking for some distraction on the tube, his thoughts and emotions a shambling. Of form he felt sated and satisfied that he 'd finally be intimate the nubile daughter he 'd lusted after since she was ten, and who 'd teased him unmercifully since she turned fourteen, but ; what if he had gotten her pregnant ? What if she told Brenda, or if Brenda found out some early way ? And most of all, What of Cindy herself ? Did she really want all this ? Granted, she teased him to the limit, but this ? Its every man 's forbidden fantasy to bang his own daughter, but he 'd crossed the line from fancy into reality. The proof was dripping back out of her pussy right now. What could he say ? What could he do ? What would encounter ? To him ? To her ? To them ? As cipher appealing presented itself on the thermionic valve, he decided the better part of heroism would be to try to get some sleep, maybe, so he could face up Cindy coherently, repentantly in the morning. That was n't to occur. He 'd doused the brightness level, settled in and turned over to confront the windowpane and try to log Z's when his door opened ...

Cindy entered his bedroom and closed the threshold before gliding around his bed to the windowpane side, where he could see her by moonlight - she wore a cobweb thin, sheer white teddy top -- and no butt ! He shifted slightly to let her sit down in the spot where he 'd draw close her years before as a much younger daughter. The intellection of her bare, just pommeled pussy sitting naked on his bed in the touch where he 'd entertain her as a little girl again sent his cock into tumid cramp. tinker's damn ! Had n't he any conscience at all ? Or was she yet teasing ?

"Daddy ?"“ Yes, hun ?"“ Why did you get it on me ?"“ wellspring, punkin, I kinda thought you wanted it, what with all your coquette and showing up naked in the bath when you know I 'm gon na be naked."“ But pop ? Why did you know me ?"“ Punkin, this may voice really sick, but I wanted you since you were ten."“ I know. I quit coming in here 'cuz when I 'd lay down and cuddle with you, I could feel your cock getting big and pushin'on my bottom. I quit comin'in 'cuz I knew what it was and I thought I was bad for makin'it happen. I did n't know about boy or men and and your 'thingie'confused me."“ That 's somewhat normal ..."“ But Daddy, I thought I was eldritch 'cuz I really, really wanted to play with it ... and ... I wanted you to play with my 'pee-pee'."“ Oh ? Why did n't you ever tell me ?"“ 'Cuz Ms. Grover told us in Sex-Ed social class that papa and daughters do n't play at sex. She said it was really, really bad an'that if our pop thouched our pee-pees we were s'posed to rat 'em out to our moms, or a teacher or a cop or somethin', and then daddy would be took away and put in poky forever. So I quit coming to your bed 'cuz I did n't want that to fall out ..."“ but ..."“ Daddy, I still wan na know why you fucked me."“ Um. I think maybe we both wanted it ... maybe even needed it."“ But why did you cum in me ? I never let anybody cum in me before"“ Uhh ... you really do n't cognise much about men, do you ?"“ Not practically. I only fucked three times before tonight."“ Then you do n't have it off that there 's a 'point of no recurrence'a man gets to when its hot and heavily, and they 're banging away at each other."“ What 's that ?"“ When a man 's consistence hits the point where he 's about to cum, you could n't get him to stop if you held a gun to his caput. Its all automatic at that point. He 's gon na cum. It happens"“ But Daddy ?"“ Yes, Dear ?"“ What if I 'm pregnut ?"“ There 's several solvent to that. The flippant, useless one would be : 'You should have thought of the before you started teasing me .'”"Dad ..."“ Ok. When was your last menstruum ?"“ About two week ago. I 'm productive right now."“ Ouch ! Well, if you 're that concerned about it, I can get you a Backup plan lozenge on Monday. Its Friday night now. If you take one within 72 hours of having bare sex, its s'posed to make you have an betimes period, and flush any 'accidents'away. That means by Monday Night. Ok ?"“ Deal."

Cindy grew hushed, fidgeted with a clitoris on her gown, gazed over toward the windowpane, then back to her supine daddy. Then, abruptly nodding her head as though shaking off a daydream, She leaned toward him and breathily whispered,"Daddy ?"“ Huh ?"“ I wan na see it ..."“ HUH ?"“ I said, I wan na see it."“ See what, baby-doll ?"“ This,"she cooed as she traced her near forefinger over his covered, again aroused cock. “"Is that wise, baby ?"“ C'mon dad ! I just saw it a 60 minutes ago. You had it IN me. It CAME in me."“ And that 's what worries me, punkin ..."“ What ? That we had sex ? Shit ! I been teasing you, tryin'since I was ten an'your erection confused an'commove me."“ I know, and I 've tried my damnedest to avoid it, and not give in to you, or my own enticement ..."“ I knew that too, dad, but I really, really wanted you to get a clue an'do something with me."Continuing her ginger finger stroking through his covers, she leaned further over, treating her already aroused dad to a breathtaking view of her pert A-cup bosom as her nightie fell completely open, and breathed in his ear,"papa ... I wan na bid with it ... Y'see, pa, I 'm still that giggly, felicitous, scared, confused little ten twelvemonth old young lady who remembers a difficult tool pressed in her butt fissure, who knows what it is, an'maybe a footling afraid of it, but still really, really wan na see it an'play with it. I really missed snuggling with you an'feeling it on me ..."“ Uhh, if you 're sure.. ?"“ I am, dad, really, really sure,"she again cooed as she gave his strained member a quick squeeze through the quilt.

Taken by an oddly abrupt sentience of false modestness, he squirmed, doffed his boxershorts under his mantle, then nodded for Cindy to uncover him herself. Slowly, timidly, she did just that, rolling the covers back, amost inch by column inch until his straining, tumescent member sprang into view. A ragged"pahhh"and an almost inaudible"Oooh ..."escaped her brim as she timidly grasped his celestial pole and gave it a gruntle squeeze. She was rewarded by a throbbing, and drop-off of precum exiting his prick brain and oozing down her hand."Gee ! Excited much ?,"she murmured as she began slowly, sweetly, excruciatingly stroking his straining cock."If you keep that up, baby-doll, you 're gon na get a lot more than that on your hand."“ I wan na see it !"“ Huh ?"“ I wan na see it cum."“ It 'll be messy."“ Do n't worry, daddy. We can clean the blankets before mom gets home."Whoa !"Have you seen a putz cum before ?"“ Yeah, once, but it only dribbled. I wan na see you cum like I felt in my pussy tonight."“ If you keep doin what you 're doin, you wo n't have to wait long ..."

Slightly tightening her grip, she continued her velvety, unnervingly slow onanism, closely watching his cock as it swelled, throbbed, and ejected more precum. Every dollop brought a breathy"oooh ”, and the promote tightening of her hand."Oh, baby-doll, I 'm almost there ..."Deftly using her off hand, she nestled the quilt around the base of his cock to catch the mess."Let it go, Daddy. I really, really wan na see it."“ Ok then, just ... uh ... hold whatcha got, and you 'll ... and I 'll ... uh ! ... Uhh ... UHHHHHHH ! ! !"he groaned at the first jet of cum shot from his prick hole, splashing all over Cindy 's hand and the quilt she 'd bunched to proceed it off them."One. Two. Three. Four. Five. Six ! Dribble ... Gee, Dad, you really, really cum intemperate, don'tcha ?"“ You got ta be kiddin, dear. I wanted this nighttime since you were ten, and whacked-off to the fantasy more times than you 'll ever know..,"“ Really, Daddy ? You really jacked-off thinkin''bout fuckin me ? When did you start to want me that way ?"As she continued fondling his now flaccid cock and lightly cupping his balls, Howard took a deep breathing space ; soreness, stimulation and his last shred of modesty vying for situation on his look, he broke down and admitted to his daughter :"Cindy, this gon na be really eldritch, but I 've wanted this night since you were eight, and your hips started flaring."“ Huh ? !"“ Yup. Never, ever looked at another petty girl, any former short female child, that way, even when they were over here playing with you, but I always wanted you and a Night like this."“ Whoa ! Daddy ! You wanted to have sex with me when I was eight ?"“ I knew it was n't possible. Your mind and consistency were n't ready, but men can make some somewhat weird thinking at times. I even thought about going to a counselor to work it out."“ Did you ?"“ No, I just did my best to let it ride."“ Did you evidence mom ?"“ WHAT ? ! God, no ! She 'd have gone and reported me for even thinking it ..."“ I 'm gladiolus you did n't severalize anyone, pappa. 'Cuz I want it. I want you. An', maybe not at eight, but I wanted to do sex with you every since I knew what 'thingies'and 'pee-pees'were for."“ If that 's so, why did n't you ever secernate me ?"” Cuz I was scared I was Wyrd for wanting to do it, or that you would n't desire me, or maybe you would even ache me."“ That last one is why I held back and let you depart coming in here when you were ten, baby miss. I did n't want to hurt you, ever, in any way - most especially this way."“ I knew that. You always protected me, even when I did n't desire you to, an'you love me, an'you 're always squeamish to me."“ That 's a dad 's honor, and his duty."“ Big dustup, dad, But I always wanted this. Now I got it."“ What have you got ?"“ I got my dada in bed."“ Is this gon na be blackmail ?"“ Oh ! No, pappa ! I love you, an'I wan na be with you, always, even like this."
With that, Cindy fluffed the quilt some, shrugged-off the nightgown top, raised a corner, and crawled in beside her loving daddy."Y'know what I want now ?"“ No, dear, what ?"“ Remember how I used to lay on my tummy all snuggly up future to you, and you 'd rub my back with your fingertips ? How you even went under my nightie to tickle my bare back ?"“ Yeah, hun, I do ..."“ well ..."Snuggling up to daddy,"I want you to do it again, but this time on my front."“ Whoa !"“ Yep, Daddy, I want you to osculate me, an'play with my shoulder an'my titties an'my hips an'my breadbasket an'my legs, an'even my pussycat. Would you do that, Daddy ?"“ With heavy delight, Punkin ..."“ ( giggles ) Oooh, Daddy, I love it when you call me 'Punkin .'Its a bit wicked when we 're in bed bein'sexy an'with your bridge player on my tittie though ..."“ Well, 'Punkin'it is then ..."

Howard gave Cindy the deep, long buff 's buss he 'd longed for several years to give her as he began at her neck to tracing, titillate and fondle her lithe, sylphlike Young teen-girl body. Her own kiss back was heaven on globe, and her suspiration of pleasure, pant of rapt jounce and purrs for more than all galvanize Howard into another raging hard-on by the time he 'd traced her second nipple. It being pinched between him and his daughter being a bit of a strain, he backed a niggling and let it pop up onto Cindy 's hip, where she immediately grasped it in the warm, velvet glove that was her left hand mitt."Hm ? Ready again much ?"“ Um. My dick may be ready again, but I 'm not yet,"as he traced the interior ridge of her hip, then across her tum, just above her mons, to trace the former hip."Daddy ?"( kiss ... )"Hm ?"( buss ... )"frolic with my pussy ?"“ Why now ?"“ 'Cuz I like what you 're doin to my body, an'I think my kitty would care it more. Please, Daddy ?"“ ... as you say, Punkin ..."( giggles )

When he cupped her mons and vagina, Cindy flexed, pushing her clit hard into the palm of his hand, her consistency taking over for her and butting against his hand to get off a small climax. Her mound, still puffed from their inaugural showdown, further engorged and throbbed to its own pace. She shuddered as he traced down her puffy outer brim, then shrieked when he fingered back up her slit to riffle her button. Her body movements becoming more erratic, her phonation almost unruly, she half uttered, half growled,"Dd..ddd..dddaddy ? Finger me ? delight ? Please put your finger in my cunt ? Please ?"As he complied with his baby female child 's wishes, he lightly brought his quarter round down on her clit. Three strokes of his finger in her vagina, three swipes of his quarter round over her button did the title ..."Uhh ! Uhh ! OHMYGODUUUUHHHHHHHHHH !"She flexed. She bucked. She screamed. She squealed. Howard kept his finger firmly on her G-spot, his thumb on her clit, and held on to her upper body for love life as her climax played out over and over again down her body. When she finally collapsed, blossom of face, staring at the roof with vacant, vitrified optic, she rewarded his succor - she soaked his hand. He could n't evidence if it were from her climax, or if she 'd lost bladder control and pissed all over him, but either way was alright with him.

When she finally came back to earth, she rolled right, into daddy 's weaponry, her agglomerate pressure against his throbbing rooster."pappa ? Uhh, yeah, Punkin ?"“ Why do n't boys know how to do that ? I never came so proficient before, even when I do it ..."( sigh )"boy usually are n't real experienced, and dunno what a miss needs to feel as good as they do. In fact, some of them do n't really wish. They just wan na get their nut, then brag for the adjacent month about how much a man they are."“ I know, Daddy."“ They bite your tits, finger you once or twice, then jump in do it and fall flat out. One guy 's safe even fell off when he quit."“ Ow ! Are you pregnant then ?"“ No, silly. That was months ago. I 've had some full stop since then, and I did n't ever let him fuck me again."“ Wise selection, oh girl mine."( more giggles )"But then the first time I do it with my dear dad, and he cums in my bare pussy."“ Did n't your mom put you on the pill ?"“ No. She called me a slut for even asking, and we do n't really verbalize since."“ Sounds like your mom ..."“ You hombre do n't fuck anymore, do you ?"“ now, how would you know that ?"“ Hey ! Dense much ! My bedroom 's right next you yours, and my pinna work ..."“ Yeah, right. No. Its been a while at that. In fact, your mom and I are n't getting on well at all lately. She 's even mentioned divorce on the odd occasion."“ I thought so. She went all Wyrd on me when she finally noticed I was growing up, and went totally ape when I asked her about the pill."“ How long ago was that ?"“ Right after I turned 14. Two of my friends are on 'em and they fuck-party like crazy."“ Would you do that ?"“ As if ... ! In fact, pop dearest,"she cooed in his ear,"If we work out, I ai n't gon na need a boyfriend. I wo n't WANT one anymore."“ Whoa, baby girl ... Are you suggesting ... ?"“ I 'm thinking my honey ol'daddy maybe can give me everything I want."“ And ... what about your mom ?"“ The adjacent time she says 'divorce ,'check !"“ And if I lose custody of you ... ?"“ I do n't think that 'd go on, but if it does, there 's always visitation every other week."( smiling, buss ... )"You got this all wired, do n't you ?"“ I think so, but we got ta work it."

A secrecy fell as the two newly incestuous fan kissed, cuddled and fondled for a prison term, delighting in the breakthrough of each other 's bodies. Cindy, ending a tender osculation, was first to check the silence :"Daddy ?"“ yeah, Punkin ?"“ Would you do me again ?"“ Um ... You wan na ..."“ I want you to make love me again, but unlike this sentence, if you can ..."His cock throbbing firmly against her mons in silent assent to her asking, he hesitated, asked :"How so, baby ?"“ I want you to say me you love me when you put it in. I want you to cuddle me and kiss me, and I wan na go dull. No screaming seed this time. I wan na finger you moving in and out of me. I want you to reckon in my middle, know I 'm your daughter, that we 're doing incest, that I want it as much as you do, and that we 'll be lovers together as long as we can be. An'I wan na see your face when you cum. Can you do that ? Would you do that ? Now ? Please ?"“ Gee, Punkin, he grinned. That 's a mighty grandiloquent order, but I think I can care - with your avail, that is ..."( more giggles )

Gently rolling Cindy onto her dorsum, Howard traced his forefinger down from her omphalus, over her mound, to just above her clit, when she reached up and took cargo hold of his hand."No, pop, I 'm ready now. I 'm still wet and getting bedwetter. I want your peter inside me ... nooooooowwww, delight ?"Howard rolled over, placed a knee between Cindy 's leg for equipoise and moved over her. Kissing her, then looking straight into her eyes, he said what she wanted to get a line :"I really do sleep with you, Cindy, and I 'm claiming you as mine, in every way."Placing the head of his cock firmly at her, he started slowly, firmly stroking himself into her tight, wet love tunnel. He 'd barely bottomed-out in her sweet-scented honey-hole, his balls nestled in her butt crack cocaine, when she sighed, Grabbed his shoulders, looked directly back at him and cooed,"Oh God, pappa, your cock tactile property so good in me, just like I always hoped it would."Softly stroking his berm, she breathed,"You 're mine. I claim you. You 're my daddy. I 'm your girl. This is incest, but I want it, bad. Be with me forever ? Or as long as you can ?"“ I will if you will."“ I will. Now fuck me slow ..."

Propping himself so they could both see their lurid, incestuous joining for a moment, he asked her to look with him and see it, then he looked back at her with somewhat softer eyes and shared,"This is n't 'fucking, Punkin .'( giggles ) nookie is what we did in the bathroom, and we 'll probably do again, real soon. Right now, I 'm making sweet, attendant lovemaking to my baby missy. I know you 're my daughter. I know its incest, but I want it as bad as you do. I do n't just love you, I 'm IN love with you, and I want you forever. Can I experience you ?"“ Yep, Daddy. I 'm yours. God ! Your dick flavor so ripe in me. Promise me that we can shit hump like this, and piece of ass like we did too ?"“ promise. I probably wo n't endure too long this way, but I love doing it this way too."“ Its ok, pa. We can do more this way too. If you wan na cum now, its ok ..."“ Not just yet, heartfelt, but soon."

He lowered himself, nuzzled her neck opening and ear, whispering of love life and desire and feeling good being inside her while she sighed and moaned, kissed back, and snuggled warmly into his body. In one Nox, his own daughter had put the love back into sex that he 'd missed for so farsighted, and he was damned if he was n't going to show his admiration for it by giving her anything she needed or wanted. She was now his. He was now hers. Now, to make it pass off. He shut off his idea, kissed his baby missy someone mystifying and stroked More deeply as his orchis gave him their tingly warning that climax was near."Gettin'make to cum, pappa dear ?"“ Uh ... how 'd you guess ?"“ Your cocky got full-grown and you 're pushin'deeper, like Mr. Cocky wants to get me pregnut, hm ?"His cock doing all the thinking now, he groaned,"Oh God ! Girl ! Uh ! I do want so bad to cum inside you, and and I do wan na relieve oneself you pregnant."“ Then cum in me, Daddy. Make me pregnut ! Cuddle me and cum in me. I want it."That was all Leslie Howard Stainer needed to hear, all he longed to learn. His glob tingling, his prickle chill, his cock pounding ... Uhhh ... .UH ! UH ! UH ! He growled as he strained to save his dazed eyes on his sister lady friend 's face while he loosed pelter after torrent of thick, gooey incestuous cream into his willing baby daughter 's have it away canal."Oh WOW Daddy ! ! You do cum surd ! I claim you dada. I claim your psyche, an'your'heart, an'your body, an'your prick, an'your cum. You 're mine ..."( suspire )

To Howard 's mind, as he rolled off to lie beside her, he could n't ever remember a dark like his daughter, Cindy had just given him, teenage romantic included. Its was sentimental seraphic, but Damned if it did n't feel real - like he 'd just conjoin his nubile daughter. In a way of speaking, depending on culture, he had. As he lay beside his sated, blushing baby fille, flesh of his own frame, looking into her eyes, kissing her, stroking her, lazily fondling her tit while she absently played with his now flaccid rooster, he knew in his heart of kernel that he had. He 'd give her his world without a second idea, and hoped to share in hers where she 'd have him.

As they continued to osculate and bet, his dick began another slow stimulation. Not a speedy thing this prison term, but the More she teased his cock and balls, the thicker and harder he went, and the more tingly his egg became, and he realized that he had at least one more than go in him before he totally petered out."You game to go again, baby girl ?"“ Not a hot'n heavy one, Dad, or a farseeing one, but I can adopt you one more than time. Then I 'm pooped, and I got ta sopor"“ Thanks, love. We 'll gain it a quick one. It 'll be my chance to really sense you from the inside this time."“ Sure, Dad. C'mon in and feel away."( smiles ).

When Howard again mounted his daughter, their combined love juice allowed him to penetrate out in a undivided stroke."Whoa, dad ! You filled me up !"“ God Girl, you feel terrific in there, he said as he held still for a instant to fully get the feel of her interior. Cindy purred, giggled and jiggled her chest into his, then reached around under his sleeve to pull his consistence down onto hers. He was heavy, but not uncomfortably so. Reaching down and grabbing his laughingstock, she pulled him gently forward to hand him the steer. For his own part, Howard kissed Cindy, and slow stroked his way toward another culmination, licking, kissing and nibbling her mouthpiece, neck and ear on his way. I 'm come together again, baby young lady. Can ya catch me ?"“ I 'm wide open up, pa. Gim me whatcha got."“ Then here it comes, baby."And kissing her deeply, repeatedly he let go. Not an erupting volcano this time, but a shuddering, pulsing, swiftly flowing river of cum left him to again bathe Cindy 's dearest tunnel and cervical door. deity ! If she were n't pregnant by now, there was something wrong with one of them ...

"Ooh, Daddy ... I felt that. Your dick thumps nice when it cums."“ Nice. I never really have a go at it how the girl felt about that, or if she even felt the guy cuming."“ You can if you 're patient role and find with your dead body. I even felt my potbelly bounce some when you came. Its really neat. I like fucking, but now I like making love too."( sigh ) Kissing him again, she gently nudged him off her, and to her English, but making sure he did n't move away."pa ?"“ Punkin ?"“ I really need to sleep now,"and she yawned for effect."I know, girl. I think we wore ourselves out."“ Mmm. Nice way to outwear out. Would you nestle me ? Like you did when I was ten ?"“ Sure, Punkin. Just bend over and nestle your back up against me."He snuggled up close to her, pulled the bemire quilt over them, and rested his arm on hers, preparing to sleep. Cindy had former ideas. She snuggled back, making for sure she could palpate Howard 's prick nestled in her butt scissure, raised her arm and pulled his hand through under her arm, resting it on her tit."Mm. Feels nice. Cuddly ... G'nite, Daddy ..."“ G'nite, Punkin ... ”