Jim and Lucy have three grown daughters ; all of them beautiful, and all of them married to older men. Each daughter had initially married someone their own age, only to put back them after a couple years with someone closer to their Dad's age. There may be a hidden message in that fact, but who knows. It can be truthfully said that never during the time the miss lived at household 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 theatre and they follow them. He did not want the enticement that naked or scantily garment Pres Young females can cause. Now don't get the wrong feeling ; he isn't a tyrant or a dictator, out to repress their feminine charms or personalities. As young nipper they were always allowed to roam around the menage in their pajamas, but the pajamas couldn't be provocative. They were allowed to wear cotton plant pajamas top that were either long sleeve or short arm ; and cotton plant pajama hind end that were either long leg or short. Jim also didn't want to totally inhibit their feminine demand to feel beautiful and sexy. So, after they were adolescent and had that need to feel More feminine and adult ; they were also allowed to wear out aphrodisiacal nightgowns, but covered with a robe if they wandered outside of their bedrooms when he was in the house.

Everything went smoothly under his rule, but he had to hold that his midsection girl, Cathy, did introduce some challenges for him. She is light-haired and beautiful just like her mother. In fact she is almost a atomic number 6 copy of her female parent. Both are curvaceous and tend, with long blond curly hair and weigh about the Sami. The other two young lady have equally dainty figures, but blue brown haircloth like their Dad. Cathy has the larger white meat of his three female child. He knows her size because he picked up one of her bandeau from the bathroom floor once to put in the clothes trammel and noticed she was a 36D.

Her bombastic 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 star sign dressed in that manner. When she wears a button up character pajama top her chest will filter out against the buttons and creates a minor fold where anyone can see her bare rounded tit. A few times Jim has gotten a glimpse at her nipple. He has to admit that seeing her tit is arousing, but still he never entertained the view of pulling her into a bed and have sex with her. He has higher ethics than to violate her like that.

Cathy had been in her second gear married for about six long time when she decides it wasn't going to run and she needed to get a divorce. Jim had advised her not to hook up with the S.O.B. in the first station. The first metre Jim meets him he senses bad vibe from him. It turns out her second husband is a actual control monstrosity. He not only wants to control all of her loose time, he also wants to strike full mastery of her paycheck. She had to get his permission to buy anything. He even made her signal over ascendency to him of her 401k at her place of employment. When Jim hears this he tells her to leave him and come back menage until everything is settled.

Cathy moves back into her old bedroom up stairs. That bedchamber is almost like having a secernate apartment because the elbow room has its own private bath. She settles in with her parents and prepares for a long divorce battle with this creep. The first dark back home, Cathy, comes down to watch TV with her father and her mother. She is dressed for bed which consists of a tight fitting snowy t-shirt and packer type pajama derriere. It did not really comply with the pajama rules of her youth. Jim doesn't say anything because she is a uprise cleaning woman now and had adopted this case of nightclothes while attending college. Her manner of frock does sustain its carnal affect on Jim, but he decides it is up to him to control his emotions and let her dress as she pleases. He has difficultness keeping his eyes from wandering to her breast. The squiffy t-shirt accents every curve of her amphetamine body. Any normal man would take difficulty preventing an erection.

Often when the family unit watches ‘ R rated'picture in the evening, and especially during certain love picture, Cathy's nipples become hard and very obvious. Jim always has trouble hiding his unvarying erecting when that happens. He can't even get up to go to the bathroom without first finding a way to cover his erection. He is almost sure his wife and daughter have both noticed his problem at one time, or another.

Since Cathy was a small shaver, she makes it a habit to always render her male parent a big hug before going to bed. She always puts her breasts squarely against his bureau and squeezes him literal tight. Jim doesn't know if she realizes it, or not, but sometimes her nipples are hard and poke into his bureau. As she gets sure-enough and her breasts get larger he notices it more and more, but quietly enjoys the flavor. He never gives it much thought because she has done it since she was a small child.

One night Jim completely forgets about his erection and jumps up and gives her a big goodnight hug. Then he hears her gasp and squeeze him material tight. She presses her groin tightly against his bulwark. She holds him like she doesn't want to let him go. That's when he realizes he is pressing his arduous erection into her genitalia. It just happened. Lucy has a shocked grammatical construction on her face, but says cypher. Cathy sees her expression and pulls away quickly, rushing up to her bedroom. No mention of that incident is every spoken by any of them. Jim is so blockade by the accident, the side by side night he slips away to bed before giving his girl a good nighttime hug. The next morning he finds she is highly offended by his slipping away without the wonted hug. He makes a mental note of hand to be more careful not to let that befall again.

One Nox recently, while Cathy watches one of her favorite TV display ; Lucy and Jim sit in the den, reading their favorite ledger. Around nine o'clock, Lucy decides to go to bed early on. She kisses Jim good night and quietly slips away to the bedroom. Jim continues to study and Cathy continues to watch her TV show. Around eleven o'clock Jim's eyes start burning from the reading and he goes to the headmaster privy for eye driblet. He decides to shave and get make for bed. He puts on his pj's 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 hear her stomping around upstairs. He feels sealed she is upset about the absence seizure 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 room access. When she looks up he mouths,"I'm sorry."She smiles and motions him into her room.

"I went to put my pyjama 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 fall asleep without giving my Baby girl a good dark hug,"he says as he approaches and holds his arms open for the customary hug.

Cathy eagerly rushes into his afford blazon. He immediately feels her hard nipples poke against his bureau and ‘ it just happened ’. His hammer springs to biography ; she squeezes him nasty and presses her groin against his turncock. All his fatherly ascendence vanishes and his creative thinker fills with incestuous desire for his daughter. They continue to hold each other close and he can feel her nipples inure even more as she presses and grinds her hips harder against his throbbing twitching cock.

In his creative thinker she is no longer his daughter, but a sexy desirable full grown charwoman. His crave assumes dominance of his judgement and he runs his mitt under her t-shirt and begins to fondle her bosom while rolling the mamilla between his thumb and index digit. He leans forward and presses his lips to her neck. Her beat beats rapidly in the nervure of her cervix. He feels a palpitation move through her body ; her breathing is short and hurried.

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

He doesn't answer. He moves his back talk from her neck to breast and sucks the hard nipple into his sass. He flicks it several time with his tongue then begins to gently chew on her teat. She puts her hand on the vertebral column of his head and pulls him tightly into her breast.

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

He pauses and looks up into her lacrimation eyes and says,"Do you really need me to stop ?"

She returns his regard for a farseeing here and now but says zip. After a minute or so, she takes a deep breath ; letting it out slowly. She closes her eye and gives her approval by slowly shaking her forefront ‘ no ’.

Jim continues to suck and piece on her chest as he slides one hand up into the leg opening of her pugilist style jammies bottoms. She is not wearing panties. Her vagina is soaking wet and his fingerbreadth slides easily into her cavity. He inserts two fingers and moves them slowly in and out as he gently bites her hard nipple. Her body trembles and his bridge player flood with her orgasmic juices. He has to have her up as her legs try to give way under her.

Once the sexual climax passes and she regains use of her legs, Jim drops to his knees while pulling her pajama tooshie to her articulatio talocruralis. She places her hired man on his shoulder for symmetry as she steps out of her pj's and kicks them away. Jim kisses her belly push button as he makes his way down to her vagina. He notices she has a thin blonde maculation of pilus covering her pubic surface area. He places his mitt on her coxa and guides her vertebral column into a sitting position on the border of her bed. He kneels between her legs and get-up-and-go them open to give easier access. He leans forward and blows his hot breather on her vagina. She shivers and coos lowly. He spreads her labia open with his pollex and blows his hot hint again. Her clitoris immediately pokes its head out of its protective thug. He leans in and fold his lips around her button and give suck it into his strong wet mouth. She slams her thighs shut trapping Jim's head and shakes with another orgasm.

Once her orgasm subsides, she releases her second joint and Jim begins slow upward licks on her pussy with his broad flat spit. He refers to them as puppy dog salt lick. He spreads her vagina open again with his thumbs. He begins inserting his tongue like it is his member. She pulls his typeface tightly against her crotch and starts humping and fucking his clapper with her cunt. After a min of this, she pushes him off as her next coming comes crashing in like a tsunami.

Jim give her a minute to recover and then pulls her up by her pelvic girdle and warehousing her on her hands and knees as he enters her doggie style. He pushes his peter in as far as it will go and her vaginal muscles close on it and starts sucking and milking his hard turncock. He pulls his tool almost out, but her vagina grips it and refuses to let it pop off. He slowly pushes it back in all the way to her uterine cervix and then repeats the exit maneuver. Each time her vaginal muscle fight to reserve him in. After respective hour of this they both build to the ultimate earth shaking orgasm that they so dearly need. When their coming finally hits, Cathy shakes for a minute then falls forward on her venter. Jim rolls over on his back. Their bodies glisten with perspiration as they both lie there panting ; basking in the afterglow of the most awe-inspiring and exhausting coming ever.

"I am so sorry, Baby. It just happened. You are so beautiful I could control myself,"Jim whispering as he struggles to catch up with his breath.

"Its OK, Daddy. I wanted it to bump as much as you did,"she reply in a soft comforting vocalization."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, daddy ?"She urges.

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