Incestuous Tales of the Quarantine

news report One : Quarantined with His Nubile girl

By mypenname3000

right of first publication 2020

preeminence : Thanks to WRC264 for Beta reading this !

trio hebdomad with no women.

trinity hebdomad with my daughter stuck in my apartment thanks to the quarantine.

I liked my daughter. hell on earth, I loved my daughter, but having Shannon stuck in the house with me for three weeks was enough to get on anyone 's nerve. The only exciting station we could go was the grocery store store. And you could n't grow that into any huge amount of time.

My married woman 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 smile on her side. I enjoyed spending weekends with my daughter. I hooked up with women on weekday night so it did n't halter my style. And then she got stuck in my billet because of the quarantine.

Now it had been three hebdomad without any action, and I was getting horny.

Masturbation did n't cut it, and it was arduous to find any quality time to be alone and catch porn with my girl in the flat. If she was n't in her own elbow room, she was in the livelihood room. Or the kitchen. She flounced around, bored. I got that, I did, but she was always hovering around.

I was learning how to make for from home these days. Sitting in my own role, which was just a desk in my bedroom, and having to do Zoom meetings with my coworkers and trying to stay productive when I just wanted to do nothing was hard.

She would pop in during coming together and disrupt them. It happened to a lot of my coworkers. We were all having to adapt, but it was frustrating when she would just dart 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 puzzler together ( once being almost too many meter ). We even played Monopoly.

Now at three weeks, it was getting intolerable. I needed to get laid, 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 Shannon to bring any disease over.

I was so horny.

"Daddy, Daddy !"Claude Elwood Shannon shouted, bounding into my bedroom as I sat working on a gross sales theme. Her red hair flying, she threw herself onto my bed wearing only a twosome of taut shorts and a armoured combat vehicle 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 slick peg ? I know she was only eighteen, but ... that fetching midriff. I could see her bellybutton. She thrust her bare animal foot in the air. Her toenails were all gleaming pinko.

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

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

"I have to get this work done,"I said, staring at her. jet eyes, a slender consistence. Her titty were advanced, though. They thrust up cupped by her armored combat vehicle top. Was she even wearing a bra ?"I 'm no-good. It 's work."

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

"I know,"I said, trying to be patient role. My cock was getting so hard. God, what was awry with me ? Why was I finding my daughter so aphrodisiacal all of a sudden ? That was n't right at all. It was more than a little fucked up."But I 'll get in bother 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 care. What her shoal assigned her take care like such meddlesome work. Pointless material."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 daughter had an ass ... Damn.

I swallowed and turned back to the report, my cock thick and throbbing. It swelled the front man of my sweatpants. I glanced at the written report. I really had to finish that. But it was grueling to concentrate with my daughter 's body filling my mind.

It started raining. The audio drummed on the fervidness escapism outside of my window. The metal grating rattled while my cock throbbed. I struggled my way through the text file, my dick screaming at me for relief. No fair sex to revel. No ma'am to overcharge up with on a geological dating app.

The only woman was ...

I shoved that depraved thought down. I had my helping hand. It would have to be enough. I swallowed and just managed to finish the report. I pushed back from my desk and headed to the restroom. I closed the room access. Locked it. I would just quickly stroke one out and ...

There on the floor was a pair of garden pink pantie. It had lace on it. One of my girl 's. I did n't have sex she had step-in like this. It was somehow both girlish and sexy at the same time. My dick throbbed hard in my sweatpants.

I picked up the step-in. I swallowed. Something womanly and internal to bear on. I loved peeling off a adult female 's step-in and knowing I would be sliding into her pussy. I gripped the cloth tight in my helping hand, the itch to just wrap it around my pecker growing in me.

I could just jerk off into her panties. What was the harm in that ?

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

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

This was wrong. I knew it was terrible for me to even contemplate doing this. These were my daughter 's scanty. I had to be a complete sicko to want to do this. I bit my lip, my eye buffeting in my chest.

I stroked up my cock, the cloth sliding over my gumshoe. This fabric had touched my daughter 's skin. Her kitty-cat. The most intimate part of her. I shuddered as I reached the tip and caressed over the tip. I groaned at how full it felt.

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

It was unbelievable. Amazing. I could—

smash ! whack ! knocking !

"daddy, hurry up !"my girl said."And you expert not stink it up !"

Fear shot through me. I gasped and ripped the panties from my cock. I quickly stuffed them in the clothes hamper they had been lying against and ripped up my boxers and sweatpants. They did a vain attack to hold my hard-on in place, my cock throbbing. I flushed the can and washed my manus, so aware of my daughter outside the door.

"Jesus,"I muttered. I had to get a traveling bag. She was my girl. I should n't even tinge her step-in. That was going too far.

I opened the doorway, and she squeezed by me. I felt her knocker rubbing across my chest. My little female child had knocker. I groaned, my dick throbbing. I fled to the aliveness room. If I went into my bedroom, I knew what I would be doing.

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

It felt like all the Lapp rubble. The Saami passport as always. I groaned and then just put on a drollery show I 'd seen a dozen times, the IT Crowd. I leaned back in my recliner, struggling to ignore the pounding in my dick.

Then my daughter rushed into the life way and, to my shock, she threw herself on my lap. She planted her buttocks right on my hardon, her peg drive over the left armrest of my chairman, her arm going around my neck.

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

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

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

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

It sent this intimate tingling through me. What was she doing ?

Her finger's breadth stroked over my cheek, rasping over my stubble, and then stroked my mustache. I learned the noblewoman liked a upright moustache. She ran her dactyl through the whiskers on my pep pill lip. My dick throbbed harder.

What was she doing ?

"Shannon ?"I croaked.

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

"A quarantine whiskers ?"I asked, sounding more than than a little bemused by her idea.

"Yeah !"She wiggled on me some more."A lot of Guy are doing it. It 's what all the fille are into. You could throw a nice and fatheaded 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 think about it."

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

"rightfulness,"I groaned, my dick so hard.

We went to the store, masks on. It was the strange new world we lived in. My daughter was the solitary person who would come close to me. Everyone else stayed back. people were starting to take care a little gaga. No haircuts. No salon stumble for the women. Even my daughter 's hair was beginning to present planetary house of needing cutting.

We did n't buy much. It was just an self-justification to get out of the household. It made her happy. It made me ache. There were a few cleaning woman there, but could I mash 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 like 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 home. I was still hard. Not rampagingly erect, but that throb at the tip of my hammer, that itch to stroke it, stayed with me through making dinner with Shannon, eating it, and watching some TV.

I had more work to do. The problem with working from rest home was you never quite got away from it. Your reckoner was there with the body of work 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 clothes. I slid into bed, my dick hard.

This was the only luck I had to masturbate.

Lightning flashed out my windowpane as I closed my centre and stroked my cock. I pumped my hand up and down my putz. I groaned as I loved myself. I wanted to think about that Madeleine chick I had been flirting with before lockdown went into effect. 27. Big, natural boob. Blonde hair. Blue eyes. Plump lips.

Cock-sucking lips.

I imagined her kneeling before me, her eye staring up at me as she kissed around the tip of my cock. I groaned at how skilful it felt. I worked my script faster. My toes curled. I groaned as the aching swelled and swelled.

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

My fantasy shifted on me. Blonde Madeleine was replaced with my redheaded, barely legal daughter. Shannon 's super acid eyes sparkled as she opened her rima oris panoptic and sucked on my cock. I groaned at the taboo image.

My helping hand stroked faster.

Lightning flashed again. Thunder crackled penetrating and loud as I worked my hand up and down my peter. I could n't quit myself. Shannon had grown into such a sexy, young woman. She had those round boobs and those plunk down lips.

In my fancy, she sucked my cock with hunger. She feasted on my prick with the raving mad lust of an eighteen-year-old daughter. I groaned, knowing this was wrong. I could n't think of my daughter like this. She was my own flesh and rake, but ...

I needed to cum.

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

My dick hurtled toward my irruption. I stroked faster while imagining my daughter blowing me with passionateness. I sucked in deep hint, rising towards that climax. I just needed a few More strokes. Lightning blazed outside the windowpane. The glass rattled from the thunder.

"Yes,"I growled. I slid up my cock, here and now from erupting. From—

footstep thudded down the manse and then my door burst open. Cursing, I pulled up my back in time to see Shannon burst into my bedchamber and flung herself at me. She wore a tank top and a pair of panties.

"Daddy !"she squealed in fearfulness and burrowed beneath my covers. Her question popped out right succeeding to me. She clung to my body.

"S-Shannon ?"I asked, lying there as unfaltering as a panel, my cock tenting the front of my cover version. I was so aware of how naked I was."W-what are you doing ?"

Lightning burst. Her grimace appeared in the strobing light. The thunder rumbled, and she shrieked, burying her aspect into my shoulder. Her body trembled beneath mine. Her leg slide over my second joint. I felt the plumpness of her breasts on my side 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, papa ? I do n't like it. That speech sound ..."

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

"There 's plenty of elbow room in yours,"she said."You wo n't even eff 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 smasher me ?"she asked."At least it 'll probably hit you over me."

"Wait, that 's why you want to sleep with me ?"I asked, aching to keep masturbating."That 's the mute matter I 've heard."

"Daddy !"she gasped."Do n't you desire to protect your short girlfriend by being her lightning shield ?"

I groaned. Her green eyes stared at me. They had a gleam about them in the dark, catching the faint light 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 rump into my side, and hugged one of my big pillows. Her head resting on it. I just lay beside her, so aware that I was naked. Hard. That her seat was rubbing against me.

I do n't have sex how retentive I stared up at the ceiling immobilized by her comportment. I swallowed, just wanting to slip out of bed and go to the bathroom. She shifted a few times, her panty-covered can rubbing on me.

I felt the warmth of her skin. I swallowed. It was growing hot beneath the covert with us both. I should just go to sleep. Or, at least, I should put on some boxers. covering fire up. My shaft pulsed and throbbed.

Ideas like masturbating flashed through my nous. 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 rainwater and the wind. I could hear her shallow, regular breathing.

She was out.

I rolled over onto my side, facing away from her. My shaft thrust out before me. I closed my eyes to go to sleep. My dick throbbed. Ached. It demanded of me. There was a girl in the bed. A young lady that I could enjoy.

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

Her ass rubbed into mine. Plump. Warm. I could just commit her panties to the face and—

"No !"I groaned to the nighttime at that opinion. What sort of sick father was I ? That was my daughter. I could n't ram my cock into her while she slept.

Other ideas filled my mind. I could just ... bulge against her ass. Just grinding my dick into her. I could feign 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. aching. I rolled over, unable to give up myself. My peter smacked into her hip. She did n't so much as fuss. I shuddered, and then I pressed my gumshoe against her buns. Right on her panty-clad ass. I just had to rub against her now.

I thrust forward. I fought the groan as I dry-humped against my daughter 's ass. She slept, forgetful to her perverted Padre 's luxuria. The sleekness of her panties and the passion of her arse beneath the framework felt amazing on my shaft.

Contact.

Physical contact with a ... a ... a female person. A female child. My daughter.

I closed my center, trying not to opine it was my baby girl I was grinding on, but in the book binding of my mind, I knew it. That was my daughter 's ass I dry land against. Only a melt off layer of cloth separated us. She slept on forgetful to what I did to her.

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

I fought against groaning ; scared she would awake up. That only helped to pass water this feel amazing. I groaned, thrusting against her. The ache at the tip of my dick swelled as I felt the bender of her rump. I pushed my shaft in between her butt-cheeks, sliding through the channel of her crack.

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

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

The delight exploded through my opinion. I shuddered at it. I savored that tremendous eruption of seventh heaven. My balls emptied themselves, soaking her clothing. The ecstasy consumed my intellection. I groaned. Hit that peak.

I hovered there, trembling, spurting the last of my cum on my girl 's ass like a fill in pervert. I groaned at how outstanding it felt. It was amazing. An orgasm that did n't come from my bridge player. impinging with a woman. A young woman. My daughter.

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

I rolled onto my spinal column and fell into sleep.

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I woke up alone in my bed and the fear slapped me. I had molested my daughter. I was set up for the police to burst in and arrest me. For my girl 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 aliveness way to encounter her eating a trough of cereal and watching something on Netflix. She gave me a big smile. So warm and loving. full phase of the moon of delight.

"Thanks for letting me log Z's in your bed, dada,"she said."I slept so well."

"You did n't, uh, take care 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 polish knocker of hers. She sat cross-legged, the front of the same purple pantie I had dry-humped endure dark molding to her unseasoned flesh. She had a cameltoe.

Did my daughter shave her pussy ? Jesus of Nazareth, she was only eighteen.

easing, however, swept through me. I had gotten away with it. finis Nox had been a mistake. A moment of weakness. I vowed it would never befall again, but ... I could n't help but get turned on by my daughter over the future few days.

Every clip I saw her, she was wearing shorts and a tight top. Sometimes just pantie. She would be lying on her belly on the couch, the panties clinging to her rump. My prick would get punishing. throb erect. Want to do naughty things to her.

Just excrescence against her.

I jerked off into her step-in. Twice a day, I would be in the bathroom pumping away and hoping she would n't find the stains. The textile felt so good. I would rub the inner privates against my rooster and know that these had been pressed against my daughter 's pussy.

I wanted her. Craved her. Was adhere with her. There was no escape. If I wanted to go for a walk outside, she would be getting dressed to join me. If I needed to go to the grocery memory 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 Claude Shannon. On my daughter. Not just dry-humping against her, but kissing her. Sucking on her breast. Eating her youthful twat. Sliding into her rigorous pussy.

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

"You 'll go to jail,"I muttered, staring at her lying on her stomach on the sofa watching TV, her legs thrust up in the air, her toes flexing. goody toes I could suck."Real prison house, James. plosive that."

I salivated for her. Lusted for her.

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

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

Lightning flooded my way with stark light source. The scag boomed, windows rattling. That one was close. A shriek burst from my daughter 's room. Then her door crashed open. The dull stride. She did n't even pink. She just discard my room access capable and threw herself beneath the covers.

Another flash and she shrieked, clinging to me. I groaned, my cock thrusting up hard. She was so close to touching it as she cowered against me. I felt her soundbox 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 voice throaty. I felt that thirstiness in me."You can skid into my bed whenever you need it."

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

I just grinned and knew I would n't hold to wait long. Just for her to pass asleep. She clung to me for a few more moments 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 clear she had fallen asleep after twenty minutes. I pulled back the covers and stared at her. She wore a tank top that looked too low for her, molding to her cycle breasts. Her panties fit tight. My eyes had adjusted, a streetlight pouring enough elucidation through my sleeping room window for me to see. My daughter quivered there, her breasts rising and falling. Her panties ...

Her step-in molded to her pussy lips.

I licked my backtalk as I stared at that succulent spot. I licked my lips. I salivated for her. I just hungered to eat her bitch. To drub and lap at her. This urge 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 venter. Could I drift her over ?

What if she woke up ?

I knew she was a wakeless 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 putz throbbing before me, watching her nap, hoping she would wind onto her side.

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

I bet she got horny, too.

I could cave in her something prissy. She was a heavy sleeper. I could just munch on her kitty. Feast on her while she dreamed. My hands clenched and relaxed. My heart hammered in my bureau. This was so awry. So fuck up.

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

I licked my lips.

"Exactly,"I whispered back to myself."Does n't she merit to take in a overnice coming ? We 're stuck together. get to help each former out. What 's the hurt in it ?"

"Prison. She 'll hate me."

"She 'll never fuck !"

I shuddered at that persuasion. She never realized I had dry-humped against her. I could eat out her pussycat and then just fuck my pecker against her panties. Just lie on her and do more grinding. She did n't take to be on her side for me to do that.

I surrendered to my lust. They were too inviolable. With concern not to disturb her, I moved between my sleeping daughter 's thighs. I swallowed, staring at her twat molded by those sexy panties. I licked my lips, so hungry to puzzle out her out. To eat her. I just had to squeeze my lips down into her puss and nuzzle at her. She would cum hard.

That would be exciting.

My spit flicked over my mouth. I planted my manpower on her thighs. I stroked up and down her hot shape. I shuddered at how warm she felt. I groaned, my nub hammer in my chest as I stroked my hired man up her legs.

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

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

My sass salivated.

I slid my finger across the crotch of her panties. I rubbed up and down her, pushing my knuckle into her. She kept sleeping as I felt her pussy lips. God, she was shaved. My daughter shaved her twat. That was insane. Was she sexually active voice ? Did she birth a boyfriend I did n't know about ? Was she horny and missing him ?

I stroked up and down her kitty, watching her case. She kept breathing her head turned to the right. Her mamilla hardened. I watched them dig against the thin storage tank top. They were little buttons that I could play with.

But I was at her pussy.

A warmth bled through her panties. Her excitement. My digit grew wet. I pulled it back, dew gleaming on it. I breathed in, and a new musk filled my nozzle. Tangy. The aroma of her foreplay. My lingua flicked across her lips

I pressed my case down. I rubbed into her panties and breathed in. I groaned at the fragrance of her. The heady scent of my daughter 's cunt. That tangy pleasure. I licked up her gusset plate, tasting the fabric and the lemony look of her pussy.

She whimpered.

I froze.

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

She was probably dreaming.

I grinned."I 'll give you something limited to dream about, Shannon."

I licked at her panties again. I stroked my tongue up the fabric, feeling her twat through the cloth. She was definitely shaved. That was so raving mad. I bathed the gusset of her panties with my spittle. I lapped up and down her slit, reveling in this thrill.

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

But I had her pussy to eat.

I kissed at her panties. I sucked her tangy pussy cream through the textile. A woman 's delight. My daughter 's incestuous passion. Lust surged through me. My putz ached and throbbed as I nibbled up and down her panties.

"shtup,"I breathed."Shannon, you 're so sexy."

No answer. Still sleeping.

I slid my finger into her leg hole and groaned as I touched my girl 's shaved pussy directly. I caressed over her plump vulva and found her blotto slit. Juices coated my fingerbreadth. She was so hot and wet. She needed this.

I yanked her panties to the face. The tangy odor of her pussy swelled. My darkness-adjusted eyes could see her slopped slit. That virginal vulva, a schoolgirlish quim. I kissed my girl 's twat. Right on her slit. I tasted her tangy juices directly.

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

I shuddered and then I licked her again. And again. I lapped at her twat. I slid my glossa up and down her snap. My tongue caressed her hot flesh. I stroked up and down that rigorous slit, just grazing her at first.

Then I pressed into her congregation. I felt the texture of her labia. The silkiness of her pussy back talk. They were so hot against my lingua and lips. Felt so incredible. She whimpered again. But she kept sleeping. She did n't wake up.

"You 're having a naughty ambition, are n't you ?"I whispered and then lapped at her cunt again. I slid up her cunt, gathering up her incestuous juices."Yeah, you are. Mmm, let Daddy give you a good one. An amazing one."

She whimpered. Such a cute sound.

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

That was hot.

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

Then I would dry hump on her. Just rub my pecker against her pussy sassing. I had to finger that zany against my dick. That would be perfect. No panties in the way. I kept them yanked to the side as I licked at her virgin twat.

Her juice tasted even better without anything in the way.

It turned me on to eat her cherry pussy.

Her mother was n't a virgin our offset time. Fucking whore. But not my Claude Shannon. She would n't be a harlot. Oh, no, she was my baby girl. Just my adorable daughter. She was perfect.

I licked harder at her cunt. I feasted on her, brushing her clitoris over and over again. I could do this all day. Her breathing reanimate. Her bosom rose and fell. They were so beautiful to look on even covered up. I stared at them as I devoured her tangy cream.

My tongue swirled around her button. I fluttered about it. Then I sealed my lips about it and sucked on her. She gasped and bucked. Her groan echoed through the room. It resounded about us. She gripped her second joint, her sleepy cacoethes was a delight.

I did n't reverence her waking up. I just kept sucking on her clitoris. Her body twitched. Her whimpers grew louder and louder. She must be having a slap-up wet dream. An exciting one. Her pussy juices coated my lips and ran down my chin.

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

My peter throbbed. I needed to earn Claude E. Shannon cum so I could dry-hump her. Just grinding my tool up and down her pussy. Maybe I 'd press my tip against her hymen. Just for a moment. Just to feel a cerise twat for once in my life.

I would n't do More than that.

I sucked hard on my sleeping daughter 's clit. Her straits rolled from slope to side. Her thighs twitched beside me. She whimpered louder. I knew her coming had to be almost on her. I wanted her cream to rave into my mouth.

Then she gasped in her sleep.

Her slit ointment gushed out.

A river of tangy, incestuous Passion poured into my lip. I drank my daughter 's Virgo the Virgin juices down like I was a hungry man in the desert. I had found my oasis. I closed my eyes as her organic structure trembled. I reveled in this wicked moment.

My dick ached to be in my petty girl. To just press on her cherry and ... and ...

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

God, she was wet, though. Just so juicy. I drowned in her ointment. Her physical structure 's shudders died down, her orgasm subsiding. I just gave her blissfulness. Got her all cook. It was the perfective time for her to lose her virginity.

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

I loved Shannon. She was my baby girl. I wanted what was best for her. A painless get-go time.

I squeezed my eye shut and ripped my head word from her genital organ."Jesus,"I muttered."Am I ... ?"

I gripped my pecker and brought it closer and closer and closer to her shaved, pure jackass. My fingers held her scanty to the side. I stared right at her puss. I licked my lips, the hunger for my girl growing and growing in me.

I just had to ram into her. Just a unity poke, and I would have my daughter 's virginity. I would roll in the hay her while she slept. I made her cum. She could do the same for me, right ?

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

I shuddered at the spirit of her warm, wet flesh against my cock. A shudder ran through me. This high temperature shot up my shaft. My balls tightened. It was heavenly. A hungry groan rose from my pharynx. I shuddered as I savored this bliss.

I moved my stopcock down to her hymen. I felt the barrier protecting her pussy from my dick. Her untouched depths awaited. If I did n't do it, some asshole boy would. He 'd do a piss-poor job, get around her heart when he did n't call back, and just treat her like shit.

She deserved better.

"Shit,"I groaned, wanting to squeeze. I mean, what was the impairment if I just pushed forward and I did it ? Would she even know ? little girl broke their hymens doing former things all time, right ?

I pushed against that tissue layer. I felt it stretching. I shuddered, wanting to be in her so practically. Her aspect scrunched up. She whimpered. Her body twitched. I swallowed, fright and lust warring inside of me. The dispute 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 facilitate 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 snatch. inch after column inch after amazing inch of her pussy engross my pecker. A pissed, slick, amazing Eden. Way estimable than that Madeleine whore. Or those other fair sex. This was a virgin twat.

My girl 's eighteen-year-old pussy.

I groaned as I leaned down, sinking Sir Thomas More and more of my cock into her kitty. Her hot flesh caressed my tip, that silky friction sending delectation rushing down to my balls. She whimpered, her nose twitching. I leaned over her, staring down at her face. I bottomed out in my little girl.

Her eyes opened.

I froze.

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

"It 's just a dream,"I told her, panic rushing through me. I waited for her to call. To charge in panic."A naughty, sexy dream."

"Mmm, pappa,"she moaned, this throaty sound of pleasure."What a nice dream."

Then she kissed me. My girl kissed my lips coated in her juices. She bought it. She thought this was a dream. She must be still coming out of her slumber, thinking this was a continuation of the sex dream my pussy defeat had given her.

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

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

I pumped away at my daughter 's pussy. I made such sweet love to my piddling girl. It was amazing. Fantastic. I loved every moment of being in her. I savored every utmost second gear of pumping away at my little female child 's dumbfound twat.

Our clapper danced together. They swirled and whirled about the other. It was amazing to enjoy. I groaned, kissing her with cacoethes. This was unbelievable. I pumped away at her, driving my putz into her cunt with powerful strokes.

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

She whimpered, her lips kissing me back with hunger. I pumped away at her. I fucked into her snatch with passion. With hard strokes. I groaned, loving the smell of her twat wrapped around me. My balls smacked into her taint.

I slid my hands up her slope. I pressed beneath her tank top. I broke the kiss so I could slide up and grope her pap. I squeezed her boobs. She stared up at me, her unripened center looking so wild. Her arms went around my neck.

"Daddy !"she moaned, her pussy clenching around me."Oh, Daddy, yes, yes, you 're making dearest to me."

"Yes, Shannon,"I groaned."Is n't it a grand aspiration ?"

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

I shuddered, savoring her hot chassis being wrapped around me. She felt incredible. Just a joy for me to enjoy it. I pumped away at her with arduous strokes. I buried into her pussy again and again. I slammed to the hilt in her.

My dick throbbed in her cunt. Her pussy squeezed about me while I groped her mammilla beneath her tankful top. She stared up at me with such delight in her center. She humped back into my thrusts, the bed creaking.

"pop, daddy !"she moaned. It sounded so naughty."Oh, papa, I love you. I love you so much !"

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

She beamed at me.

"So staring. So gorgeous."I squeezed her knocker."Just adorable."

Her puss squeezed about my hammer as I pulled back. The sucking was incredible. I groaned, loving the way her frame massaged me. Her hot cunt gripped me, teasing me. Her cunt felt athirst for my cum.

For my incestuous ejaculate to pump into her snatch. I thrust harder and harder into her cunt. I buried into her with powerful separatrix. She groaned, clenching down on me with her juicy cunt. My girl 's snatch felt incredible about me.

"Oh, Daddy, yes, yes !"she moaned."Oh, that 's commodity. That 's awesome. papa !"

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

I drove hard into her. The ache swelled at the tip of my cock. The mighty eruption of cum building in my clod. They smacked into her flesh every prison term I buried into her tight, sweetly puss. I groaned at her slick embrace about my shaft.

I rubbed at her pap with my thumb. She gasped, her boldness scrunching up and her pussycat tightening around my dick. I liked that a lot. She whimpered, her weapon shifting around my neck. I drove into her pussy.

I filled up my daughter 's cunt.

"Yes !"Shannon gasped."papa !"

She squealed in delight while her pussy went godforsaken around me. I thrust into her cunt, groaning at the feel of her hot anatomy spasming around me. That wonderful massage swelled the press in my lump. I growled, about to break in her.

"Oh, Daddy, yes !"she squealed, her limb around my neck pulling me down.

I slipped my hired hand out from beneath her tankful top to kiss her hard on the lips. I thrust my tongue into her mouth. She whimpered and shuddered beneath me, her pussy writhing around my pecker. I pumped harder at her. Faster.

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

Erupted.

I broke the kiss and growled,"Shannon !"

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

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

"Love you !"she moaned.

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

I filled her pussy with my incestuous seed. I groaned as I spurted a final time in her. I hit that peak of my pleasure. I hung there, drinking in the bliss. I sucked in breathing time, my heart pounding. The blood rushed through my veins.

"Oh, Daddy,"she whimpered, her kitty-cat '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 cracking dream."She rested her foreland 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 daughter was n't so bad at all. It definitely had its fringe benefit. I held my girl to me as I drifted off to catch some Z's.

The END of this Incestuous fib of the Quarantine