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

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

"Well, Honey, I guess I'm doing okay. I already had two cups of chocolate, took a upright bullshit and now I'm fixing breakfast for me and… my ‘ house guest.'Y'all on your way home ?"

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

She snickered and asked if flame tree had stayed up all night watching sci-fi motion-picture show.
I didn't have the heart to tell her that I had fucked the miss twice during the dark. Bringing her to orgasm four or five times had, literally, knocked her out.
She had rolled out of bed, only a few proceedings before Jen called.
She had been my first Virgo ‘ pop'since my wife, many age ago.

The girl loved to pick on me while I talked on the sound, so she came into the kitchen, dropped to her articulatio genus and breathe in my cock.

"She was still come alive when I went to bed, but I was pretty commonplace. She might suffer watched TV, but she was quiet if she did. Uhn …. So how's my baby girl today ?"
I had a problem keeping my emotions from getting vocal when the caput of my dick hit Acacia farnesiana's palatine tonsil. As I clenched my teeth, Jen told me that sweet acacia needed to come up home plate and watch her trivial crony for a while, unless she could send packing him off at my house, too.
I just said,"Sure, bring him on. What clock time ?"
It would be another hour & a half, so I told her,"Fine, see ya in a lilliputian while."

I hung up the earpiece and put a little pressure on the binding of sweet wattle's head. She always had a slim problem deep-throating, unless there was some extra force play applied. Less than five minutes later, my lading of lovesome cum was sliding down her throat, toward her stomach.
"Not much of a breakfast, daddy. I guess you haven't had sentence to replenish from lastly night. Coffee make ?"

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

Since a failed lung graft took my wife's life, they had been a big comfort to me.
I had, actually, fantasized about fucking Shelly, scented wattle's big sis, many times. Many of the flock of cum-filled Kleenex in my trash fundament were the outcome of jacking off to those fantasies.

Cassie's underweight torso and unpatterned human face didn't draw many boys, so she contented herself with her syndicate 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 base alone. I wondered if huisache had ever seen a naked man, or even a man's cock.
I quickly grabbed a towel and wet my hair in the kitchen sink. I turned directly facing the open window in the threshold that led onto the porch.
When she reached the pace, I ‘ dried'my hair with the towel ; my dick half-hard in anticipation.
Sure enough, as I peeked through the gap of the towel, I could see Cassie watching every movement I made. She stood to one position of the window, so as not to be so detectable.

Twice, I dropped the towel and stepped a little closer each sentence I picked it up. It was field to see that Fat Boy was the solitary thing she was watching, so I shook it a few times and pulled on it until it was nearly a full hard-on.
She shrugged back a little so I wouldn't see her as I walked past the doorway and into my chamber, where I jacked a little harder as I thought about how to get her clothes off, too.

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

"Were you thinking about Moms ?"
‘ Moms'was what the girls used to ring my belatedly wife.

"Naww… just thinking about a moving-picture show I watched finis night. I'm so no-good ; I hope you're not mad or embarrassed."
She just smiled, took the Pepsi from my hired hand and walked into the living room. She loved to sit in the floor, in front of my lounger, when we visited.
Often, she would turn her binding to me and flash back against the hot seat while we watched TV. She waited for me to sit first, then plopped her skinny little butt in front end of me.

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

"You're not old, Pops. And I'm not so pretty, either. If I was as pretty as Shelly, several guys, probably, would birth already shown me their peckers. I've only seen one grown one, plus footling Jack's. Please depict it to me."

This was going salutary than I had expected,"I believe I told you ‘ no ’, my honey. That's just NOT something grandpa do to their kids."
I was a piffling amused when she changed her tactic,"Fine, what movie did you see ?"
"Huh ?"
"You said you were thinking about a moving picture. That's what caused this."
Her hand reached up and squeezed my cock, which had begun to weaken. That liquidity crisis rushed it back to full attention, though. She drew her handwriting back as quickly as she had she had grabbed it.

"C'mon, papa, that's the first base 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 knit peck. I just looked for a minute, 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 fit in moving picture, but all they ever show is sin and coffin nail. If you won't show me your pecker, differentiate me where I can follow the videos."
I told her there were mint of sites, but XNXX had thousands and thousands ; and they were pretty good, as far as viruses and malware,"I'll puff one up on my laptop computer, 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 know you learned about this stuff from your Pops."

I watched mimosa bush's eye as she sat, laptop in deal, and watched how often teen lady friend enjoyed getting their slit, mouths and mother fucker pounded by their dads and gramps.
She was mesmerized by the deviation in the girl'consistency and the size of hard cocks.
I was for certain that her big sister, Shelly, had been having sex for a spell, and had assumed she had explained a lot of things to Acacia farnesiana. I guess not.
As she watched a grandpa fuck his granddaughter, doggy style, I untied my belt, exposed my cock and balls, and waited for her to seem up.
When she did, her mouthpiece gaped open.

"Careful opening up that all-encompassing, Honey, you might get a big mouthful of man essence. 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 onto the floor, rose to her human knee, took ol'Fat Boy in her manus and started her inspection,"Oh, yeah. I'm sorry. I'll realize it up to you, Pops."After watching the video recording, she knew to stroke it up and down.
She looked at me, then at my gumshoe, then me again, then opened her mouth… fifteen sec later, my precious Cassie tasted her get-go bang of quick cum.
She never even tried to take for it or spit it out. I was a gallant Pops.

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

"That's another no-no, love. That would be full-of-the-moon 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 wooden leg fit perfectly between my own, and the big, padded arms of my chair. As a good deal as I love seeing slick, smooth, shaven cunt, I thought her thick, brown bush was hot as hell.
I was delight to bump out her knocker were sensitive. The more I fondled, kissed and sucked on them, the ruttish she became.

I was cockeyed, again, in just a few hour. When her rubbing got a little more vivid, I realized she was masturbating on my shaft… it was time.
As she started to moan loudly and jammed her bitch against me, I managed to do work one hand down, grab my cock and line it up with her hole. score !
She was so wet that I slid into, and through, her cherry on the first thrust. She only let out a quiet,"Ow,"but never stopped humping. In contrast, she yelled out as her orgasm hit,"OH, OOH ! OH GOD, POPS ! AHHH, AHHH, AHHH, FUCK MEEEE, FUCK MEEEEEeee, AAAAAAAA ! ! ! ! ! ! Oh, my God that felt soooo good. Oh, damn ! 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 muckle out of me, but the next load goes in your afters, sweetened pussy… where it belongs ; and we're gon na fucking until it does."

"Yay ! I can't believe this flavour so beneficial, pa. Can we do it like the granddad and his girl was doing ?"

Quickly, I told her to get on her knee in my professorship. I stood behind her and shoved my ‘ blood and pussy juice'covered cock back in home. less than a minute later, her hot snatch was leaking more fluids as she came again. That time, she thrashed the hell out of my lounger for several transactions. As she collapsed in a heap, I could experience my nut begin to tighten. We discovered later that I left contusion on her hips, as my grip held her ass against me, when blasting her womb with stream, after current, of hot cum.

That, high-priced readers, is the way it started. Fortunately, sweet wattle understands the grandness of nascence control and … confidentiality.
Since we started fucking, a little over a year ago, she's been laid by two boyfriends.
Truth be known, they probably got laid by her.
She says she was disappointed by their performance and came directly to soda for Sir Thomas More, after both dates
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When we finished our coffee, we could listen the noise of Jen's diesel motor pickup coming down the street. flame tree grabbed her wearing apparel and disappeared into the bath. I slipped into my jeans and a t-shirt, and left the porch to greet my 4yr old grandson.

After reflecting on our very get-go fuck session, I could hardly wait for Jen's appointment to be over and diddlyshit to go back home. Today, I plan on giving Cassie her fourth lesson on anal .