Jim and Lucy have three develop girl ; all of them beautiful, and all of them married to older men. Each daughter had initially married mortal their own age, only to replace them after a couple eld 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 girls lived at home with their Dad, did he ever entertain the cerebration of fucking any one of them. He was their father and was raised that incest is a sin.

He has strict ruler in his house and they follow them. He did not want the temptations that naked or scantily apparel Whitney Moore Young Jr. females can cause. Now don't get the amiss printing ; he isn't a tyrant or a potentate, out to smother their feminine magic spell or personalities. As Whitney Young tyke they were always allowed to roam around the house in their jammies, but the pajamas couldn't be provocative. They were allowed to wear cotton jammies top of the inning that were either retentive sleeve or short arm ; and cotton pajama stern that were either longsighted leg or short. Jim also didn't want to totally suppress their feminine need to experience beautiful and sexy. So, after they were teenagers and had that pauperization to find More feminine and grownup ; they were also allowed to wear aphrodisiac nightdress, but covered with a gown if they wandered outside of their sleeping room when he was in the house.

Everything went smoothly under his principle, but he had to admit that his midway 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 of her mother. Both are curvaceous and run, with farseeing blonde curly tomentum and weigh about the same. The early two girl have equally dainty anatomy, but grim John Brown haircloth like their Dad. Cathy has the turgid breasts of his three girls. He knows her size because he picked up one of her bandeau from the bathroom flooring once to put in the clothes trammel and noticed she was a 36D.

Her large breasts always proudly push her tops out for everyone to notice no issue what she wears. Her preferent t-shirts especially emphases her luxuriance, but her Dad always insists she wear a gown if she roams around the business firm dressed in that manner. When she wears a button up type pajama top her chest will strain against the buttons and creates a minuscule congregation where anyone can see her bare rounded breast. A few times Jim has gotten a glimpse at her teat. He has to admit that seeing her nipple is arousing, but still he never entertained the intellection of pulling her into a bed and have sex with her. He has mellow morals than to violate her like that.

Cathy had been in her sec married for about six years when she decides it wasn't going to work out and she needed to get a divorcement. Jim had advised her not to conjoin the S.O.B. in the low gear place. The starting time time Jim meets him he senses bad vibe from him. It turns out her second husband is a real control freak. He not only wants to control all of her complimentary metre, he also wants to need wax control of her payroll check. She had to get his permit to buy anything. He even made her mark over control to him of her 401k at her seat of employ. When Jim hears this he tells her to forget him and come back household until everything is settled.

Cathy moves back into her old sleeping accommodation up stairs. That bedroom is almost like having a come apart apartment because the way has its own private bathroom. She settles in with her parents and prepares for a long divorce fight with this creep. The foremost night back domicile, Cathy, comes down to watch TV with her beginner and her mother. She is dressed for bed which consists of a sloshed fitting White River T-shirt and pugilist type pajama bottoms. It did not really comply with the jammies rules of her youth. Jim doesn't say anything because she is a produce charwoman now and had adopted this type of nightwear while attending college. Her manner of dress does have its sultry 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 jersey accents every bender of her upper body. Any normal man would have worry preventing an erection.

Often when the family watches ‘ R rated'movies in the eve, and especially during sure love view, Cathy's nipples become intemperate and very obvious. Jim always has problems hiding his constant hard-on when that happens. He can't even get up to go to the lavatory without first finding a way to cover his erection. He is almost sure his wife and daughter have both noticed his problem at one clock time, or another.

Since Cathy was a small nestling, she makes it a wont to always consecrate her father a big hug before going to bed. She always puts her breasts squarely against his pectus and squeezes him real tight. Jim doesn't know if she realizes it, or not, but sometimes her nipples are hard and poke into his thorax. As she gets onetime and her tit get larger he notices it more and more, but quietly enjoys the flavour. He never gives it much thought because she has done it since she was a small child.

One nighttime Jim completely forgets about his erection and jumps up and gives her a big goodnight hug. Then he hears her pant and embrace him real tight. She presses her groin tightly against his groyne. She holds him like she doesn't want to let him go. That's when he realizes he is pressing his backbreaking erection into her private parts. It just happened. Lucy has a shocked saying on her grimace, but says nothing. Cathy sees her expression and pulls away quickly, rushing up to her bedroom. No quotation of that incident is every spoken by any of them. Jim is so embarrassed by the accident, the next night he slips away to bed before giving his girl a good night hug. The next morning he finds she is highly offended by his slipping away without the customary hug. He makes a mental preeminence to be more careful not to let that happen again.

One dark recently, while Cathy watches one of her favorite TV appearance ; Lucy and Jim sit in the den, reading their favorite books. Around nine o'clock, Lucy decides to go to bed early. She kisses Jim in force night and quietly slips away to the sleeping accommodation. Jim continues to read 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 copy john for eye drops. He decides to shave and get ready for bed. He puts on his pajamas then remembers he had not given Cathy her wonted sound 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 sealed she is upset about the absence of the safe 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 threshold. 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 lessen asleep without giving my Baby girlfriend a dear Nox hug,"he says as he approaches and holds his arms open for the customary hug.

Cathy eagerly rushes into his open arms. He immediately feels her hard nipples poke against his chest and ‘ it just happened ’. His cock springtime to life ; she squeezes him tighter and presses her mole against his cock. All his fatherlike control vanishes and his mind fills with incestuous desire for his daughter. They continue to have got each other close and he can finger her nipples indurate even more as she presses and grinds her pelvic arch harder against his throbbing twitching cock.

In his mind she is no longer his girl, but a aphrodisiac suitable fully grown cleaning lady. His thirst assumes control of his mind and he runs his bridge player under her t-shirt and begins to fondle her breast while rolling the nipple between his thumb and index number finger's breadth. He leans forward and presses his lips to her neck. Her pulse beats rapidly in the veins of her neck. He feels a quiver move through her body ; her breathing is short-circuit and hurried.

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

He doesn't answer. He moves his mouth from her neck to bosom and sucks the voiceless pap into his mouth. He flicks it several clip with his tongue then begins to gently jaw on her teat. She puts her bridge player on the back of his fountainhead and pulls him tightly into her breast.

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

He pauses and looks up into her tearing heart and says,"Do you really want me to check ?"

She returns his gaze for a prospicient moment but says aught. After a minute or so, she takes a deep breath ; letting it out slowly. She closes her eyes and gives her blessing by slowly shaking her head ‘ no ’.

Jim continues to suck and nibble on her titty as he slides one script up into the leg scuttle of her packer way pajama bum. She is not wearing panties. Her vagina is soaking wet and his finger slides easily into her cavity. He inserts two digit and movement them slowly in and out as he gently bites her heavy nipple. Her body trembles and his paw floodlight with her orgasmic juices. He has to obligate her up as her pegleg try to give way under her.

Once the sexual climax flip and she regains use of her peg, Jim drops to his genu while pulling her pajama bottoms to her mortise joint. She places her hands on his shoulders for balance as she steps out of her pajamas and give up them away. Jim kisses her belly push button as he makes his way down to her vagina. He notices she has a thin blonde patch of haircloth covering her pubic domain. He places his mitt on her rose hip and guides her back into a sitting position on the edge of her bed. He kneels between her legs and pushes them open to grant promiscuous access. He leans forward and blows his hot breathing spell on her vagina. She shivers and coos lowly. He spreads her labia give with his thumbs and blows his hot breath again. Her clit immediately pokes its head out of its protective thug. He leans in and closes his rim around her clit and sucks it into his warm wet oral fissure. She slams her thighs shut trapping Jim's head and shakes with another orgasm.

Once her coming subsides, she releases her thigh and Jim begins boring upward licks on her snatch with his all-embracing apartment tongue. He refers to them as pup dog salt lick. He spreads her vagina capable again with his quarter round. He begins inserting his knife like it is his phallus. She pulls his face tightly against her genitalia and starts humping and fucking his tongue with her snatch. After a minute of this, she pushes him off as her next orgasm comes crashing in like a tsunami.

Jim give her a arcminute to recover and then pulls her up by her articulatio coxae and repositions her on her men and knee as he enters her doggy elan. 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 putz. He pulls his cock almost out, but her vagina grips 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 prison term her vaginal muscles fight to carry him in. After various minute of this they both build to the ultimate earth shaking orgasm that they so dearly demand. When their climax finally hits, Cathy shakes for a minute then falls forward on her stomach. Jim rolls over on his backbone. Their bodies glisten with perspiration as they both lie there panting ; basking in the afterglow of the most amazing and exhausting orgasm ever.

"I am so sorry, baby. It just happened. You are so beautiful I could control myself,"Jim voicelessness as he struggles to hitch his breath.

"Its OK, Daddy. I wanted it to come about as a lot as you did,"she answers in a soft comforting representative."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, dada ?"She urges.

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