Incestuous Tales of the Quarantine

news report One : Quarantined with His Nubile Daughter

By mypenname3000

copyright 2020

Note : Thanks to WRC264 for beta Reading this !

troika weeks with no women.

triplet weeks with my daughter stuck in my apartment thanks to the quarantine.

I liked my daughter. Hell, I loved my daughter, but having Claude Shannon stuck in the business firm with me for three weeks was enough to get on anyone 's nerve. The only energise place we could go was the grocery store. And you could n't turn that into any huge amount of time.

My wife and I were divorced. Even though she was eighteen, she would stay with me on the weekends. She had come over on Friday, a big grinning on her face. I enjoyed spending weekends with my daughter. I hooked up with woman on weekday Night so it did n't cramp my style. And then she got stuck in my stead because of the quarantine.

Now it had been three weeks without any activity, and I was getting horny.

Masturbation did n't cut it, and it was toilsome to come up any quality time to be alone and see smut with my daughter in the apartment. If she was n't in her own room, she was in the keep room. Or the kitchen. She flounced around, bored. I got that, I did, but she was always hovering around.

I was learning how to act from home these 24-hour interval. Sitting in my own office, which was just a desk in my bedroom, and having to do Zoom confluence with my coworkers and trying to stay on fertile when I just wanted to do nothing was hard.

She would pop in during get together and interrupt them. It happened to a lot of my coworkers. We were all having to adjust, but it was frustrating when she would just flit up and hug me from behind, and complain about being bored.

But what was there to do ? We 'd watched everything on Netflix worth watching. There were only some many times you could put a mystifier together ( once being almost too many fourth dimension ). We even played Monopoly.

Now at three weeks, it was getting intolerable. I needed to get pose, but everyone was scared. No one was supposed to go anywhere. My ex was freaked out. She had a new kid and did n't want Claude Elwood Shannon to bring in any disease over.

I was so horny.

"pop, pa !"Shannon shouted, bounding into my bedroom as I sat working on a sales report. Her red hair flying, she threw herself onto my bed wearing only a pair of tight shorts and a cooler top that slid up her belly."I 'm so bored."

"Are n't we all,"I muttered, glancing over at her. When did she get such silky stage ? I know she was only eighteen, but ... that fetching midriff. I could see her omphalus. She thrust her bare feet in the air. Her toenails were all gleaming pink.

She had spent the morning painting them. I had hoped it would occupy her longer.

"Let 's go to the store,"she said."We 're running low on stuff."

"I have to get this work done,"I said, staring at her. Green eye, a slender body. Her titty were good, though. They thrust up cupped by her tank top. Was she even wearing a bra ?"I 'm sorry. It 's work."

"But I 'm bored,"she moaned, her ramification kicking.

"I know,"I said, trying to be affected role. My cock was getting so hard. God, what was untimely with me ? Why was I finding my daughter so aphrodisiacal all of a sudden ? That was n't good at all. It was more than a little have intercourse up."But I 'll get in trouble if I do n't get this done. Sorry."

"Fine,"she pouted."I 'll go talk with my friends."

"Do n't you have schoolwork you 're supposed to be doing ?"I asked her.

"Did it,"she said. I bet that was a lie, but I did n't like. What her school assigned her wait like such busy study. Pointless stuff."I 'll let you work. But can we go to the storage later ?"

"Yeah,"I said, watching as she rolled off my bed. She scrambled off and then darted out, those shorts hugging her ass.

My girl had an ass ... Damn.

I swallowed and turned back to the paper, my peter thick and throbbing. It swelled the front of my sweatpants. I glanced at the report. I really had to finish that. But it was grueling to centralize with my daughter 's trunk filling my mind.

It started raining. The sound drummed on the fire outflow outside of my window. The metal grating rattled while my cock throbbed. I struggled my way through the document, my prick screaming at me for assuagement. No char to enjoy. No ma'am to abstract up with on a dating app.

The alone woman was ...

I shoved that depraved thought down. I had my paw. It would experience to be enough. I swallowed and just managed to land up the study. I pushed back from my desk and headed to the restroom. I closed the doorway. Locked it. I would just quickly stroke one out and ...

There on the storey was a couplet of pink step-in. It had lace on it. One of my daughter 's. I did n't hump she had panties like this. It was somehow both girlish and sexy at the same time. My pecker throbbed hard in my sweatpants.

I picked up the panties. I swallowed. Something feminine and intimate to meet. I loved peeling off a woman 's panties and knowing I would be sliding into her snatch. I gripped the fabric tight in my hired hand, the urge to just wrap it around my stopcock growing in me.

I could just flick off into her panties. What was the trauma in that ?

They were my daughter 's panties, parting of me pointed out.

And ? So what ? It was n't the same as touching her directly. Just something to help get me off. I shoved down my sweatpants. My cock popped out. Thick and throbbing. I wrapped the cloth around my shaft. This terrible exhilaration rippled through me.

This was incorrect. I knew it was terrible for me to even mull over doing this. These were my daughter 's scanty. I had to be a sodding sicko to want to do this. I bit my lip, my heart throbbing in my chest.

I stroked up my cock, the cloth sliding over my dick. This fabric had touched my daughter 's skin. Her pussy. The most familiar region of her. I shuddered as I reached the tip and caressed over the top. I groaned at how good it felt.

tierce weeks without getting laid. The longest I 'd gone since my wife divorced me.

It was incredible. Amazing. I could—

KNOCK ! smash ! rap !

"dada, hurry up !"my daughter said."And you substantially not reek it up !"

Fear shot through me. I gasped and ripped the panty from my dick. I quickly stuffed them in the clothes hamper they had been lying against and ripped up my boxers and sweat pants. They did a vain attempt to hold my erection in office, my cock throbbing. I flushed the toilet and washed my hands, so cognizant of my daughter outside the door.

"Jesus,"I muttered. I had to get a grip. She was my daughter. I should n't even touch her panties. That was going too far.

I opened the door, and she squeezed by me. I felt her boobs rubbing across my chest. My little girl had breasts. I groaned, my dick throbbing. I fled to the living room. If I went into my bedroom, I knew what I would be doing.

I had to watch something to get my nous off of her. Something that was boring. Something that I could n't possibly feature an erection through. I turned on the TV, loaded up Netflix, and searched for something to watch.

It felt like all the same rubble. The like recommendations as always. I groaned and then just put on a drollery appearance I 'd seen a twelve times, the IT crew. I leaned back in my recliner, struggling to ignore the throb in my dick.

Then my daughter rushed into the living elbow room and, to my electric shock, she threw herself on my lap. She planted her fanny right on my hardon, her legs thrust over the left armrest of my chair, her arm going around my neck.

"Shannon ?"I asked, shocked to feel the roundness of her rump on my putz. Then I groaned as she wiggled. She rubbed her bottom from side to side, grinding on me."What are you doing, Shannon ?"

"Watching TV."She glanced at it."This again ?"

"Yeah,"I said, my cock throbbing beneath her. Could she feel my hardon ? Did she realize I was erect at all ? What would she think if she did ?"I like it."

She sighed and stared at me. Her rear wiggled across my lap, my dick throbbing as she did it. Her green eyes studied me with this considering look. Then, to my shock, her finger stroked down my jawline.

It sent this confidant frisson through me. What was she doing ?

Her finger stroked over my cheek, rasping over my stubble, and then stroked my mustache. I learned the lady liked a sound mustache. She ran her digit through the vibrissa on my upper lip. My peter throbbed harder.

What was she doing ?

"Shannon ?"I croaked.

"You should originate a quarantine whiskers !"she exclaimed."Your mustache is outstanding, but you could be all grizzly. Get it nice and thick."

"A quarantine beard ?"I asked, sounding more than a little mixed-up by her idea.

"Yeah !"She wiggled on me some more."A lot of guys are doing it. It 's what all the young woman are into. You could have a courteous and thick one. Be all manly."

"Uh, yeah,"I said, just wanting her to get off my lap before I exploded."A quarantine face fungus. I 'll call back about it."

"commodity,"she said."I think you 'll calculate dandy with one, Daddy."She bounced on my lap and glanced at the TV."Ugh, this show sucks."She twisted on me, sliding that can over my dick, and then hopped off."If you 're watching TV, your employment must be done, so can we go to the store ?"

"Right,"I groaned, my gumshoe so hard.

We went to the store, masquerade on. It was the foreign new earthly concern we lived in. My daughter was the only person who would come in close to me. Everyone else stayed back. people were starting to reckon a little wild. No haircuts. No salon trips for the women. Even my daughter 's hair was beginning to show sign of the zodiac of needing cutting.

We did n't buy much. It was just an alibi to get out of the house. It made her felicitous. It made me ache. There were a few fair sex there, but could I flirt with them ? They all had these nervous looks on their faces like they were afraid I 'd cough on them.

And it was n't care flirting with masks on was something enticing. I could n't see half their faces.

In the end, my daughter and I returned to the dwelling. I was still hard. Not rampagingly erect, but that throb at the tip of my prick, that itch to stroke it, stayed with me through making dinner with Claude E. Shannon, eating it, and watching some TV.

I had more piece of work to do. The job with working from home was you never quite got away from it. Your computer was there with the oeuvre that you could get done. It taunted you, especially in your bedroom.

That itch for my daughter, however, never went away no matter what I did.

The rain had never relented. It had been going on all day. The nothingness was picking up, a storm sweeping through. I ignored it and stripped naked for bed. I never slept in apparel. I slid into bed, my dick hard.

This was the solely luck I had to masturbate.

Lightning flashed out my window as I closed my heart and stroked my cock. I pumped my hand up and down my dick. I groaned as I loved myself. I wanted to think about that Madeleine chick I had been flirting with before lockdown went into effect. XXVII. Big, natural tits. blonde hair. wild blue yonder eyes. Plump lips.

Cock-sucking lips.

I imagined her kneeling before me, her optic staring up at me as she kissed around the tip of my cock. I groaned at how trade good it felt. I worked my hand faster. My toes curled. I groaned as the ache swelled and swelled.

Daddy, let me fellate your cock for you, whispered through my mind.

My phantasy shifted on me. Blonde Madeleine was replaced with my redheaded, barely legal daughter. Claude E. Shannon 's green optic sparkled as she opened her mouth wide and sucked on my cock. I groaned at the tabu image.

My hand stroked faster.

Lightning flashed again. Thunder crackled acuate and flash as I worked my hand up and down my gumshoe. I could n't check myself. Shannon had grown into such a sexy, Danton True Young char. She had those round boob and those plump lips.

In my fantasy, she sucked my cock with hunger. She feasted on my dick with the idle lust of an eighteen-year-old girl. I groaned, knowing this was wrong. I could n't call back of my daughter like this. She was my own flesh and blood, but ...

I needed to cum.

"That 's it,"I breathed, the flashing lightning illuminating my mitt working up and down my cock."Just suck that cock. Mmm, you want Daddy 's cum, do n't you ?"

My shaft hurtled toward my eruption. I stroked faster while imagining my daughter blowing me with heat. I sucked in cryptical breaths, rising towards that climax. I just needed a few more shot. Lightning blazed outside the window. The glass rattled from the roar.

"Yes,"I growled. I slid up my turncock, second from erupting. From—

pace thudded down the hall and then my door burst unresolved. Cursing, I pulled up my natural covering in time to see Claude E. Shannon burst into my bedchamber and chuck out herself at me. She wore a tank top and a pair of pantie.

"pappa !"she squealed in fright and burrowed beneath my screening. Her capitulum popped out right wing next to me. She clung to my body.

"S-Shannon ?"I asked, lying there as stiff as a instrument panel, my cock tenting the front of my masking. I was so aware of how raw I was."W-what are you doing ?"

Lightning burst. Her face appeared in the strobing light. The scag rumbled, and she shrieked, burying her face into my shoulder. Her body trembled beneath mine. Her leg slide over my thigh. I felt the embonpoint of her breasts on my English as she trembled.

"Still ?"I groaned."You 're eighteen."

"Sorry,"she said, her voice tight."It 's just ... Ca n't I sleep in here tonight, pappa ? I do n't like it. That sound ..."

"Claude E. Shannon,"I groaned."You 're eighteen. You have your own bed."

"There 's wad of room in yours,"she said."You wo n't even get it on I 'm here, okay. I just ... I know it wo n't get me if you 're in here."

"Lightning does n't get anyone,"I said."It 's not a monster."

"What if it zaps through the window and collision me ?"she asked."At least it 'll probably hit you over me."

"Wait, that 's why you want to log Z's with me ?"I asked, aching to keep masturbating."That 's the dumbest thing I 've heard."

"Daddy !"she gasped."Do n't you require to protect your little girl by being her lightning shell ?"

I groaned. Her green eyes stared at me. They had a gleam about them in the dark, catching the deliquium luminousness coming through my window from a streetlamp. I groaned."Fine."

"Thank you !"she said."You wo n't even know I 'm here."

Then she rolled over, pressing her keister into my English, and hugged one of my big pillows. Her head resting on it. I just lay beside her, so cognisant that I was naked. Hard. That her tush was rubbing against me.

I do n't know how long I stared up at the ceiling immobilized by her presence. I swallowed, just wanting to sneak out of bed and go to the bathroom. She shifted a few times, her panty-covered rump rubbing on me.

I felt the warmth of her skin. I swallowed. It was growing hot beneath the covers with us both. I should just go to log Z's. Or, at least, I should put on some boxershorts. blanket up. My dick pulsed and throbbed.

Ideas like masturbating flashed through my mind. Stroking off while she slept beside me. And she was sleeping. The lightning had n't come back since I agreed to let her stay. Just the rain and the jazz. I could discover her shallow, habitue breathing.

She was out.

I rolled over onto my incline, facing away from her. My dick push out before me. I closed my eyes to go to kip. My dick throbbed. Ached. It demanded of me. There was a daughter in the bed. A girl that I could enjoy.

That depraved thought grew and grew in my mind. It itched at my thoughts. I shuddered, my dick pulsing and throbbing. I swallowed, needing to retain this lust from overwhelming me. Just go to bed. Fall asleep.

Her ass rubbed into mine. Plump. Warm. I could just rend her pantie to the side and—

"No !"I groaned to the dark at that thought. What sort of sick don was I ? That was my daughter. I could n't ram my pecker into her while she slept.

other estimation filled my mind. I could just ... prominence against her ass. Just grinding my cock into her. I could assume I was sleeping if she woke up. Dry-humping would n't even mean touching her. Not directly. Her panties would be in the way.

A barrier. That made it less like incest, right ?

I swallowed, my dick throbbing. ache. I rolled over, ineffective to stop myself. My stopcock smacked into her hip. She did n't so much as stir. I shuddered, and then I pressed my prick against her rump. Right on her panty-clad ass. I just had to rub against her now.

I thrust forward. I fought the moan as I dry-humped against my daughter 's ass. She slept, oblivious to her debauch father 's lusts. The silkiness of her panties and the warmth of her rump beneath the cloth felt amazing on my shaft.

Contact.

Physical tangency with a ... a ... a female. A girl. My girl.

I closed my eyes, trying not to think it was my baby girl I was grinding on, but in the dorsum of my mind, I knew it. That was my daughter 's ass I terra firma against. Only a slenderize layer of textile separated us. She slept on oblivious to what I did to her.

It was such a bad dad, but it felt so good.

I fought against groaning ; scared she would wake up. That only helped to make this smell amazing. I groaned, thrusting against her. The aching at the tip of my putz swelled as I felt the curved shape of her rump. I pushed my prick in between her butt-cheeks, sliding through the vallecula of her crack.

"Going to hell,"I thought, but it felt so good.

I thrust harder and harder. She just kept sleeping. The imperativeness built fast. It came on me in only a few minutes. I groaned as I spurted jizz. The powerful extravasation of cum slammed through me. I shuddered, loving every mo of it.

The pleasure exploded through my intellection. I shuddered at it. I savored that wonderful blast of bliss. My globe emptied themselves, soaking her habiliment. The rapture consumed my thoughts. I groaned. Hit that peak.

I hovered there, trembling, spurting the last of my cum on my daughter 's ass like a complete deviant. I groaned at how heavy it felt. It was amazing. An orgasm that did n't come from my handwriting. contact with a charwoman. A girl. My daughter.

"Fuck,"I groaned, debilitation hitting me hard.

I rolled onto my back and fell into sleep.

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I woke up alone in my bed and the reverence slapped me. I had molested my girl. I was ready for the police to burst in and arrest me. For my daughter to be crying and traumatized. She was n't in bed when I awoke. I swallowed, frightened to leave my bedroom.

But I had to pee.

I pulled on some sweatpants and headed out. I heard the TV on. I peeked into the living room to retrieve her eating a bowl of cereal grass and watching something on Netflix. She gave me a big smile. So warm and loving. Full of delight.

"Thanks for letting me sleep in your bed, Daddy,"she said."I slept so well."

"You did n't, uh, mind me shifting around ?"I asked."I do that a lot. Your mother hated it."

"I slept great."She grinned at me, her tank top clinging to those round breasts of hers. She sat cross-legged, the front of the Sami purpurate step-in I had dry-humped last Nox molding to her young flesh. She had a cameltoe.

Did my girl shave her pussy ? Jesus Christ, she was only eighteen.

rest period, however, swept through me. I had gotten away with it. terminal dark had been a fault. A present moment of weakness. I vowed it would never happen again, but ... I could n't facilitate but get turned on by my daughter over the next few days.

Every clock time I saw her, she was wearing shorts and a tight top. Sometimes just panties. She would be lying on her belly on the lounge, the step-in clinging to her fanny. My dick would get toilsome. pounding erect. Want to do naughty things to her.

Just excrescence against her.

I jerked off into her panties. Twice a day, I would be in the toilet pumping away and hoping she would n't notice the discolouration. The cloth felt so skilful. I would rub the privileged genital organ against my cock and know that these had been pressed against my daughter 's pussy.

I wanted her. Craved her. Was cohere with her. There was no evasion. If I wanted to go for a walk outside, she would be getting dressed to unite me. If I needed to go to the grocery store to buy something, she would be grabbing my arm, eager to get away from the house.

Quarantine trapped us together.

My thoughts grew more and more fixated on Shannon. On my daughter. Not just dry-humping against her, but kissing her. Sucking on her knocker. Eating her youthful twat. Sliding into her tight pussy.

To palpate cunt around my dick again would be amazing. I was approaching a month now without fucking a woman. My daughter looked Thomas More and more than ripe and succulent with every qualifying hour. Ideas of seducing her played through my mind.

"You 'll go to jail,"I muttered, staring at her lying on her abdomen on the couch watching TV, her ramification thrust up in the air, her toes flexing. delicacy toes I could suck."Real prison house, Epistle of James. full point that."

I salivated for her. Lusted for her.

A week after the storm, I was asleep when the rumbling of lightning woke me up. My cock went hard with this Pavlovian response. A thunderstorm. Did that mean that my daughter would do sleep with me ? That I would get another opportunity to dry-hump against her ?

I had n't hurt her by doing that. She had n't even known.

Lightning flooded my room with stark visible radiation. The roar boomed, windows rattling. That one was close. A scream burst from my daughter 's room. Then her door crashed open. The scrunch footsteps. She did n't even knock. She just chuck out my door out-of-doors and threw herself beneath the covers.

Another flashing and she shrieked, clinging to me. I groaned, my turncock thrusting up hard. She was so conclude to touching it as she cowered against me. I felt her body and knew I would be getting off tonight. She whimpered as the lightning moved away.

"S-sorry, Daddy,"she said.

"Do n't be,"I answered, my spokesperson throaty. I felt that thirstiness in me."You can slip into my bed whenever you need it."

She let out a hanker sigh."Thank you, Daddy."

I just grinned and knew I would n't make to hold back long. Just for her to return asleep. She clung to me for a few more moment and then she rolled off of me. This time, she stayed on her spinal column. She did n't roll over onto her side.

That was a problem.

It was discharge she had fallen asleep after twenty minute of arc. I pulled back the screening and stared at her. She wore a tank top that looked too small for her, molding to her round breasts. Her pantie fit tight. My eyes had adjusted, a streetlight pouring adequate illumination through my sleeping room window for me to see. My girl quivered there, her breasts rising and falling. Her pantie ...

Her scanty molded to her pussy lips.

I licked my back talk as I stared at that succulent place. I licked my lips. I salivated for her. I just hungered to eat her twat. To drub and lap at her. This pep up sank heavily on me. I swallowed. That would be going too far, but ...

I could n't dry-hump her ass if she was on her stomach. Could I roll her over ?

What if she woke up ?

I knew she was a heavy sleeper, but if she woke up, then I would n't get to mash on her. She might go back to her own bed. So I sat there, my cock throbbing before me, watching her rest, hoping she would pluck onto her side.

The red numbers on my digital clock slowly changed as I waited and waited. I kept staring at her. Those boob. That cameltoe. I hungered so much for her. Would it really be bad to lick my little girl 's pussy ?

I bet she got horny, too.

I could dedicate her something nice. She was a heavy sleeper. I could just munch on her kitty-cat. spread on her while she dreamed. My hands clenched and relaxed. My warmness hammered in my dresser. This was so wrong. So fucked up.

"That 's your daughter, James,"I muttered."Your daughter."

I licked my lips.

"Exactly,"I whispered back to myself."Does n't she merit to deliver a Nice orgasm ? We 're stuck together. Have to assist each former out. What 's the trauma in it ?"

"Prison. She 'll hate me."

"She 'll never lie with !"

I shuddered at that intellection. She never realized I had dry-humped against her. I could eat out her kitty-cat and then just have a go at it my cock against her pantie. Just lie on her and do more than abrasion. She did n't have to be on her side for me to do that.

I surrendered to my lust. They were too inviolable. With precaution not to disturb her, I moved between my sleeping daughter 's second joint. I swallowed, staring at her cunt molded by those sexy scanty. I licked my lips, so hungry to work out her out. To eat her. I just had to press my lips down into her cunt and nuzzle at her. She would cum hard.

That would be exciting.

My tongue flicked over my lips. I planted my hands on her second joint. I stroked up and down her hot physical body. I shuddered at how tender she felt. I groaned, my affection hammering in my chest as I stroked my hands up her legs.

"You 're gorgeous, Shannon,"I whispered, her red hair fanned over my pillow. Her breasts rose slowly.

My hands reached her crotch. I licked my lips as I caressed the leg hole of my daughter 's scanty. I was on the bound of sliding over her gusset and rubbing at her snatch through the thin protection. I breathed in deeply, smelled her jasmine shampoo and her vanilla extract lotion.

My sassing salivated.

I slid my finger across the fork of her panty. I rubbed up and down her, pushing my metacarpophalangeal joint into her. She kept sleeping as I felt her pussy sassing. God, she was shaved. My daughter shaved her fathead. That was insane. Was she sexually active ? Did she have a boyfriend I did n't get laid about ? Was she horny and missing him ?

I stroked up and down her pussy, watching her case. She kept breathing her head turned to the right. Her tit hardened. I watched them poke against the slim tank car top. They were small push button that I could play with.

But I was at her pussy.

A affectionateness bled through her panties. Her turmoil. My finger grew wet. I pulled it back, dew gleaming on it. I breathed in, and a new musk filled my nose. Tangy. The smell of her arousal. My tongue flicked across her lips

I pressed my look down. I rubbed into her step-in and breathed in. I groaned at the aroma of her. The heady scent of my daughter 's cunt. That tangy pleasure. I licked up her inset, tasting the fabric and the lemonlike tone of her pussy.

She whimpered.

I froze.

I stared up her body, but she just kept lying there. Her boob rose and fell. She was n't moving. Was n't coming awake. It was just a whimper. A sigh. She made sounds in her quietus. She slurred something, speaking in her slumber for a moment.

She was probably dreaming.

I grinned."I 'll give you something special to stargaze about, Shannon."

I licked at her scanty again. I stroked my knife up the fabric, feeling her snatch through the cloth. She was definitely shaved. That was so wild. I bathed the gusset of her panties with my saliva. I lapped up and down her scratch, reveling in this thrill.

Her tangy flavor grew and grew. Her breast rose and fell. I watched them, savoring the way her tank top cupped them. She had such a adorable yoke. C-cups. round of drinks and perky and just begging to be played with.

But I had her slit to eat.

I kissed at her panties. I sucked her tangy snatch cream through the material. A woman 's delight. My daughter 's incestuous cacoethes. lecherousness surged through me. My prick ached and throbbed as I nibbled up and down her panties.

"ass,"I breathed."Claude Elwood Shannon, you 're so sexy."

No result. Still sleeping.

I slid my digit into her leg kettle of fish and groaned as I touched my daughter 's shaved twat directly. I caressed over her plump vulva and found her miserly slit. succus coated my finger. She was so hot and wet. She needed this.

I yanked her panties to the incline. The tangy aroma of her kitty swelled. My darkness-adjusted centre could see her tight scratch. That pair of virginals vulva, a girlish quim. I kissed my girl 's twat. Right on her prick. I tasted her tangy juice directly.

I did n't die. God did n't smite me and send me to hell. No cop bursts burst through the door.

I shuddered and then I licked her again. And again. I lapped at her goofball. I slid my tongue up and down her snatch. My lingua caressed her hot flesh. I stroked up and down that stiff slit, just grazing her at first.

Then I pressed into her crease. I felt the grain of her labia. The silkiness of her kitty-cat lip. They were so hot against my spit and lips. Felt so unbelievable. She whimpered again. But she kept sleeping. She did n't wake up.

"You 're having a naughty dream, are n't you ?"I whispered and then lapped at her bitch again. I slid up her prick, gathering up her incestuous juices."Yeah, you are. Mmm, let papa kick in you a good one. An amazing one."

She whimpered. Such a cute sound.

I dug my tongue into her channel and stroked across a membrane. I froze. I pushed on it. She had her virginal membrane still. She was a Virgin, but she shaved her pussy ? Did girls her age just all shave their pussy ? A shudder ran through me.

That was hot.

I licked at her hymen and stroked her folds. I caressed over a little bud. Her clit. I 'd recover my girl 's button. I flicked it. She whimpered louder. I smiled, wanting to give my daughter such a luscious dream.

Then I would dry protuberance on her. Just rub my cock against her pussy lips. I had to feel that twat against my dick. That would be perfect. No pantie in the way. I kept them yanked to the face as I licked at her virgin twat.

Her juices tasted even better without anything in the way.

It turned me on to eat her cherry tree pussy.

Her mother was n't a virgin our 1st clock time. Fucking harlot. But not my Shannon. She would n't be a bawd. Oh, no, she was my baby girl. Just my lovely daughter. She was perfect.

I licked harder at her twat. I feasted on her, brushing her clit over and over again. I could do this all day. Her external respiration quickened. Her breasts rose and fell. They were so beautiful to watch even covered up. I stared at them as I devoured her tangy cream.

My glossa swirled around her clit. I fluttered about it. Then I sealed my back talk about it and sucked on her. She gasped and bucked. Her moans echoed through the room. It resounded about us. She gripped her thigh, her sleepy passion was a delight.

I did n't fear her waking up. I just kept sucking on her button. Her trunk squeeze. Her whine grew louder and louder. She must be having a great wet ambition. An exciting one. Her slit juice coated my lip and ran down my chin.

"You 're so gorgeous,"I moaned."So tasty.

My pecker throbbed. I needed to take a crap Claude Elwood Shannon cum so I could dry-hump her. Just grinding my putz up and down her kitty-cat. Maybe I 'd iron my tip against her hymen. Just for a moment. Just to sense a cherry tree pussy for once in my life.

I would n't do more than that.

I sucked hard on my sleeping daughter 's button. Her head rolled from face to slope. Her thigh twitched beside me. She whimpered louder. I knew her coming had to be almost on her. I wanted her pick to gush into my mouth.

Then she gasped in her sleep.

Her pussy pick gushed out.

A river of tangy, incestuous passion poured into my back talk. I drank my daughter 's virgin juices down like I was a thirsty man in the desert. I had found my oasis. I closed my center as her trunk trembled. I reveled in this wicked moment.

My dick ached to be in my trivial miss. To just entreat on her cherry tree and ... and ...

I could n't have it off her, right ?

God, she was wet, though. Just so juicy. I drowned in her cream. Her body 's shudders died down, her orgasm subsiding. I just gave her bliss. Got her all ready. It was the pure time for her to lose her virginity.

better me than some asshole guy who did n't care about her, right ?

I loved Claude Shannon. She was my baby girl. I wanted what was best for her. A painless offset time.

I squeezed my middle shut and ripped my header from her crotch."Savior,"I muttered."Am I ... ?"

I gripped my cock and brought it closer and closer and closer to her shaved, virginal twat. My finger's breadth held her panties to the side. I stared right at her cunt. I licked my backtalk, the hungriness for my daughter growing and growing in me.

I just had to ram into her. Just a single jabbing, and I would have my daughter 's virginity. I would jazz her while she slept. I made her cum. She could do the Lapplander for me, right ?

"She trusts you,"I groaned and pressed my cock against her pussy."Do n't do this, James."

I shuddered at the feeling of her warm, wet flesh against my cock. A shudder ran through me. This heating plant shot up my ray of light. My balls tightened. It was heavenly. A hungry groan rose from my throat. I shuddered as I savored this bliss.

I moved my prick down to her hymen. I felt the roadblock protecting her pussycat from my pecker. Her untouched deepness awaited. If I did n't do it, some asshole boy would. He 'd do a piss-poor job, break her heart when he did n't yell back, and just treat her like shit.

She deserved better.

"Shit,"I groaned, wanting to thrust. I mean, what was the harm if I just pushed forward and I did it ? Would she even know ? Girls broke their hymens doing other things all sentence, right ?

I pushed against that membrane. I felt it stretching. I shuddered, wanting to be in her so very much. Her cheek scrunched up. She whimpered. Her dead body twitched. I swallowed, fear and lust warring inside of me. The difference built and built and built.

I had n't had pussy in a month.

She was wet. Available. She loved me. She would want to aid me out. I made her cum first. I deserved this.

I thrust hard.

My daughter 's cherry popped.

I gasped as I slid into her cunt. in after inch after amazing column inch of her pussycat engulfed my cock. A tight, silken, amazing heaven. Way meliorate than that Madeleine whore. Or those other women. This was a virgin twat.

My daughter 's eighteen-year-old pussy.

I groaned as I leaned down, sinking to a greater extent and More of my rooster into her pussy. Her hot bod caressed my tip, that silklike rubbing sending delight rushing down to my orchis. She whimpered, her nozzle twitching. I leaned over her, staring down at her face. I bottomed out in my small girl.

Her eyes opened.

I froze.

She blinked and then stared up at me."pappa ?"

"It 's just a dream,"I told her, panic hurry through me. I waited for her to scream. To buck in affright."A naughty, sexy dream."

"Mmm, daddy,"she moaned, this throaty sound of pleasure."What a dainty dream."

Then she kissed me. My girl kissed my rim coated in her succus. She bought it. She thought this was a dream. She must be still coming out of her sleep, thinking this was a lengthiness of the sex dream my purulent licking had given her.

I kissed her with passion. I thrust my knife into my daughter 's mouth. I sank my count down on her, feeling her boobs through her tank top, her nipple hard. Her thighs slid around my waist. She held me, kissing me back, whimpering.

I drew back my cock. Her hot flesh clung to my aching dick. We both moaned.

I pumped away at my daughter 's puss. I made such sweet-flavored honey to my little girl. It was amazing. Fantastic. I loved every mo of being in her. I savored every last second base of pumping away at my lilliputian young lady 's amazing twat.

Our spit danced together. They swirled and whirled about the other. It was amazing to enjoy. I groaned, kissing her with heat. This was incredible. I pumped away at her, driving my dick into her cunt with knock-down strokes.

Her pussy clung to me. She held me tight. It was amazing to enjoy. I groaned into her mouth, kissing her with all the passion I had. She kissed me back. She swirled her tongue through my rima oris. I loved her. I savored kissing my daughter. I never wanted this to stop.

She whimpered, her lips kissing me back with hunger. I pumped away at her. I fucked into her puss with warmth. With unvoiced cam stroke. I groaned, loving the feel of her fathead wrapped around me. My nut smacked into her taint.

I slid my hired man up her sides. I pressed beneath her tank car top. I broke the kiss so I could slip up and grope her mamilla. I squeezed her boobs. She stared up at me, her honey oil eye looking so wild. Her arms went around my neck.

"pappa !"she moaned, her purulent clenching around me."Oh, Daddy, yes, yes, you 're making love to me."

"Yes, Claude Shannon,"I groaned."Is n't it a wonderful dream ?"

"Uh-huh !"she gasped, her kitty clenching around my dick.

I shuddered, savoring her hot flesh being wrapped around me. She felt unbelievable. Just a joy for me to savor it. I pumped away at her with backbreaking fortuity. I buried into her bitch again and again. I slammed to the hilt in her.

My peter throbbed in her cunt. Her pussy squeezed about me while I groped her tits beneath her army tank top. She stared up at me with such delight in her eye. She humped back into my drive, the bed creaking.

"pa, Daddy !"she moaned. It sounded so naughty."Oh, Daddy, I love you. I love you so much !"

"I love you, too !"I groaned, thrusting into her slit."Shannon. You 're so sexy."

She beamed at me.

"So perfect. So gorgeous."I squeezed her tits."Just adorable."

Her pussycat squeezed about my cock as I pulled back. The suck was unbelievable. I groaned, loving the way her figure massaged me. Her hot cunt gripped me, teasing me. Her grab felt hungry for my cum.

For my incestuous seed to pump into her catch. I thrust harder and harder into her cunt. I buried into her with mightily strokes. She groaned, clenching down on me with her juicy slit. My daughter 's snatch felt incredible about me.

"Oh, Daddy, yes, yes !"she moaned."Oh, that 's good. That 's awful. dad !"

"Yes,"I panted, squeezing both her plump tits.

I drove hard into her. The aching swelled at the tip of my dick. The mighty eruption of cum construction in my balls. They smacked into her flesh every metre I buried into her tight, dulcet pussy. I groaned at her silky embrace about my shaft.

I rubbed at her nipple with my thumb. She gasped, her face scrunching up and her pussy tightening around my dick. I liked that a lot. She whimpered, her weapons system shifting around my cervix. I drove into her pussy.

I filled up my daughter 's cunt.

"Yes !"Claude E. Shannon gasped."papa !"

She squealed in delectation while her slit went wild around me. I thrust into her cunt, groaning at the feel of her hot flesh spasming around me. That terrific massage swelled the air pressure in my balls. I growled, about to erupt in her.

"Oh, dada, yes !"she squealed, her arm around my neck pulling me down.

I slipped my hands out from beneath her tank top to kiss her hard on the lips. I thrust my tongue into her sass. She whimpered and shuddered beneath me, her cunt writhing around my tool. I pumped harder at her. Faster.

I could tell her twat wanted my jizz. My lump tightened, smacking into her taint as I kissed my babe girl. Her eighteen-year-old cunt brought me right wing to the edge. I groaned as I thrust to the hilt in her. I buried in deep.

Erupted.

I broke the kiss and growled,"Claude Shannon !"

"dad !"she squealed, my jizz jetting into her impair pussy."You 're cumming in me !"

"I am,"I groaned."I love you, Shannon !"

"making love you !"she moaned.

The pleasure fired out of my cock. Each eruption of jizz slammed bliss into my creative thinker. It felt amazing. Stars burst across my vision. They danced around her smiling facial expression. Her pussy writhed around me, milking me. She worked out my cum.

I filled her kitty-cat with my incestuous seeded player. I groaned as I spurted a final exam time in her. I hit that summit of my pleasure. I hung there, drinking in the bliss. I sucked in breath, my spirit throb. The blood rushed through my veins.

"Oh, dada,"she whimpered, her twat 's spasms dying down."That was amazing."

"Yes,"I groaned and rolled off of her. I just fucked my daughter.

She snuggled up against my side."Mmm, that was a great dream."She rested her forefront on my shoulder."I hope I have it every night."

"I think you will,"I said, stroking her head.

"Good."

I closed my eyes and smiled. Being quarantined with my eighteen-year-old girl was n't so bad at all. It definitely had its perks. I held my daughter to me as I drifted off to sleep.

The END of this Incestuous Tale of the Quarantine