All characters in this story are 18 twelvemonth of age or older.

"Good morning ; how's my favorite daddy today ?"
It was my daughter, Jennifer. She called me every day and started the conversation the Lapp way each time.

"well, dear, I guess I'm doing fine. I already had two cup of burnt umber, took a effective Irish bull and now I'm reparation breakfast for me and… my ‘ house guest.'Y'all on your way rest home ?"

It was uncouth practice for Cassie, Jen's step-daughter, to stay put with me when Jen and Gary travelled, which was every weekend. They always took little Jack with them, but Cassie worked on Saturday. We all felt safer if Cassie wasn't home alone.

She snickered and asked if sweet acacia had stayed up all night watching sci-fi movies.
I didn't have the core to tell her that I had fucked the missy twice during the Nox. Bringing her to orgasm four or five times had, literally, knocked her out.
She had rolled out of bed, only a few minutes before Jen called.
She had been my low virgin ‘ pop'since my wife, many class ago.

The miss loved to pluck on me while I talked on the phone, so she came into the kitchen, dropped to her knee and inhaled my cock.

"She was still awake when I went to bed, but I was pretty jade. She might have watched TV, but she was quiet if she did. Uhn …. So how's my sister lady friend today ?"
I had a problem keeping my emotions from getting song when the chief of my cock hit Cassie's tonsil. As I clenched my teeth, Jen told me that flame tree needed to follow home and watch her short pal for a while, unless she could shake off him off at my house, too.
I just said,"Sure, bring him on. What time ?"
It would be another time of day & a half, so I told her,"fine, see ya in a lilliputian while."

I hung up the telephone and put a picayune imperativeness on the spinal column of Cassie's head. She always had a slight problem deep-throating, unless there was some extra strength applied. LE than five second later, my load of quick cum was sliding down her pharynx, toward her stomach.
"Not much of a breakfast, soda. I guess you haven't had time to replenish from last night. coffee ready ?"

As we sat on the screened porch, I reflected on the case that led to our incestuous affair. At 44, I reveled in the fact that a 19yr old was totally centripetal to any and all of my sexual desires.
Cassie wasn't as pretty, or as well built, as her older sister but she can fuck like a nympho… always ready for more.
About a yr ago, not long after she finished senior high school school, I happened to peek out of the kitchen window and saw sweet wattle walking, slowly, toward my sign.
When Jen and Gary ( who is 11yrs older than her ) got together, Jen moved in with him and his daughter. His home base was only a match blocks from mine, so it was fairly usual for the miss to walk back and forth.

Since a failed lung transplantation took my married woman's life, they had been a big solace to me.
I had, actually, fantasized about fucking Shelly, Cassie's big sis, many times. Many of the wads of cum-filled Kleenex in my trash cans were the results of jacking off to those fantasies.

Acacia farnesiana's scraggy torso and quetch fount didn't draw many boys, so she contented herself with her kinsfolk and her job.
But on that day, as she listened to her Ipod through her ear buds and danced toward my house, I wondered…..

I was naked, as I usually am when I'm home alone. I wondered if Cassie had ever seen a au naturel man, or even a man's hammer.
I quickly grabbed a towel and wet my tomentum in the kitchen cesspit. I turned directly facing the open up window in the threshold that led onto the porch.
When she reached the whole step, I ‘ dry'my hair's-breadth with the towel ; my dick half-hard in anticipation.
Sure enough, as I peeked through the openings of the towel, I could see huisache watching every move I made. She stood to one side of the window, so as not to be so obtrusive.

Twice, I dropped the towel and stepped a little stuffy each time I picked it up. It was plain to see that Fat Boy was the only thing she was watching, so I shook it a few metre and pulled on it until it was nearly a full hard-on.
She shrugged back a picayune so I wouldn't see her as I walked past the door and into my sleeping accommodation, where I jacked a slight harder as I thought about how to get her clothes off, too.

When she knocked, I slipped a cut robe on and greeted her,"Hi, dish ! I didn't know you were coming over. You want a Pepsi Cola or something ?"
It was hard to preserve her eyes off the tent my cock had pushed up. I took notice and apologized,"Uh… sorry about that, Honey. When I'm here by myself, I usually don't vesture clothes at all. I guess I was thinking about… well, you can probably imagine what I was thinking about… sorry."

"Were you thinking about mamma ?"
‘ mom'was what the daughter used to yell my late wife.

"Naww… just thinking about a movie I watched last night. I'm so dreary ; I hope you're not mad or embarrassed."
She just smiled, took the Pepsi from my manus and walked into the living room. She loved to sit in the trading floor, in social movement of my lounger, when we visited.
Often, she would work her backbone to me and scoot back against the chair while we watched TV. She waited for me to sit first, then plopped her scraggy little rear in front of me.

"Umm… can I see it, Pops ?"
"Whut ? Uh… noooo. I'm way too old to be showing my dust to teenager. Besides, you're too young and somewhat to be checking out old men, too."

"You're not old, dad. And I'm not so pretty, either. If I was as pretty as Shelly, several guys, probably, would sustain already shown me their peckers. I've only seen one fully grown one, plus little mariner's. Please show it to me."

This was going better than I had expected,"I believe I told you ‘ no ’, my lamb. That's just NOT something granddaddy do to their kids."
I was a little divert when she changed her manoeuvre,"amercement, what picture did you take in ?"
"Huh ?"
"You said you were thinking about a movie. That's what caused this."
Her hand reached up and squeezed my cock, which had begun to soften. That squeezing rushed it back to full attention, though. She drew her hand back as quickly as she had she had grabbed it.

"C'mon, Pops, that's the first one I ever felt, and you're robe was in the way."

"You said you've seen one more."

"A while back, I walked into Dad's bedroom. He was asleep, but his pecker was flopped out in plain stitch quite a little. I just looked for a bit, then left. I never have seen a hard one. C'mon, pleeeeeease…"

"No, but about the movie… it was actually a porn video on my computer. I'm sure you've seen a lot of them, too."

"porn videos ? Noooo… I've seen a few sex tantrum in movies, but all they ever show is boobs and butts. If you won't show me your pecker, tell me where I can look out the videos."
I told her there were batch of sites, but XNXX had thousands and thousands ; and they were pretty good, as far as viruses and malware,"I'll clout one up on my laptop, but listen to me… very carefully… do NOT ever tell your dad or Jen. Legally, you're old enough to see anything you want, and do anything you want. Just don't let them make out you learned about this stuff from your Pops."

I watched Cassie's centre as she sat, laptop computer in manus, and watched how much teenaged miss enjoyed getting their slit, mouths and assholes pounded by their dads and grandfathers.
She was mesmerized by the difference in the daughters'bodies and the size of firmly cocks.
I was indisputable that her big sis, Shelly, had been having sex for a while, and had assumed she had explained a lot of things to scented wattle. I guess not.
As she watched a grandpa piece of ass his granddaughter, doggy style, I untied my belt, exposed my turncock and balls, and waited for her to appear up.
When she did, her mouth gaped open.

"Careful opening up that wide, beloved, you might get a big mouthful of man kernel. Especially since you lied to me."

"Huh ?"

"You said you've only seen one full grown cock. That's a lie. You already saw this one, this morning, when you were peeking through the kitchen door."

She slid the laptop computer onto the floor, rose to her knees, took ol'Fat Boy in her deal and started her inspection,"Oh, yeah. I'm sorry. I'll make up it up to you, Pops."After watching the videos, she knew to stroke it up and down.
She looked at me, then at my gumshoe, then me again, then opened her mouth… XV seconds later, my precious Cassie tasted her first blast of warm cum.
She never even tried to hold it or ptyalise it out. I was a proud Pops.

"I want to be naked with you, Pops."She stripped in seconds and sat her soused, narrow ass on the arm of my president."Will you fuck me now, pleeeease, Pops ?"

"That's another no-no, Honey. That would be entire blown incest and it's against the law, even if you're of age. Here, just sit on my lap and rub back and forth. When I get hard again, we can try something else."
Her bony leg fit perfectly between my own, and the big, padded weapon of my chair. As very much as I love seeing slickness, smooth, trim twat, I thought her thick, Brown University President Bush was hot as hell.
I was pleased to line up out her mammilla were medium. The more I fondled, kissed and sucked on them, the hornier she became.

I was unfaltering, again, in just a few minutes. When her friction got a little more acute, I realized she was masturbating on my shaft… it was time.
As she started to moan loudly and jammed her cunt against me, I managed to wreak one hand down, grab my cock and assembly line it up with her trap. SCORE !
She was so wet that I slid into, and through, her cherry on the first thrust. She only let out a unruffled,"Ow,"but never stopped humping. In demarcation, she yelled out as her orgasm hit,"OH, OOH ! OH GOD, popping ! AHHH, AHHH, AHHH, piece of tail MEEEE, piece of tail MEEEEEeee, AAAAAAAA ! ! ! ! ! ! Oh, my God that felt soooo sound. Oh, tinker's dam ! I could do that all day. Can we do it all day ? Pleeeeeease ?"

I kept up doing my part and told her,"We're not through, yet, young lady. When you fuck this man, we both get to unload. You sucked one batch out of me, but the future payload goes in your sweet, sweet pussy… where it belongs ; and we're gon na screwing until it does."

"Yay ! I can't believe this feels so good, Pops. Can we do it like the grandad and his female child was doing ?"

Quickly, I told her to get on her knees in my chair. I stood behind her and shoved my ‘ pedigree and pussy juice'covered cock back in place. Less than a min later, her hot cunt was leaking Thomas More fluids as she came again. That time, she thrashed the hell out of my recliner for several minutes. As she collapsed in a heap, I could feel my egg begin to tighten. We discovered later that I left bruises on her hips, as my grip held her ass against me, when blasting her womb with flow, after stream, of hot cum.

That, affectionately lector, is the way it started. Fortunately, cassie understands the importance of birth control and … confidentiality.
Since we started fucking, a little over a year ago, she's been laid by two boyfriends.
Sojourner Truth be known, they probably got laid by her.
She says she was disappointed by their public presentation and came directly to Pops for more, after both dates
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When we finished our chocolate, we could listen the noise of Jen's Rudolf Christian Karl Diesel pickup coming down the street. Cassie grabbed her clothes and disappeared into the bathroom. I slipped into my denim and a t-shirt, and left the porch to greet my 4yr old grandson.

After reflecting on our very for the first time roll in the hay sitting, I could hardly wait for Jen's appointment to be over and diddlysquat to go back home. Today, I plan on giving Acacia farnesiana her fourth object lesson on anal .