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Howard lay propped-up in his bed afterward, fiddling with the remote and looking for some misdirection on the thermionic valve, his thoughts and emotions a shambles. Of course he felt sated and satisfied that he 'd finally bedded the nubile daughter he 'd lusted after since she was ten, and who 'd teased him unmercifully since she turned fourteen, but ; what if he had gotten her pregnant ? What if she told Brenda, or if Brenda found out some early way ? And most of all, What of Cindy herself ? Did she really want all this ? Granted, she teased him to the boundary, but this ? Its every man 's tabu fancy to have it off his own girl, but he 'd crossed the line from fantasy into world. The cogent evidence was dripping back out of her kitty rightfield now. What could he say ? What could he do ? What would bump ? To him ? To her ? To them ? As nothing appealing presented itself on the tube, he decided the better role of valour would be to try to get some sleep, maybe, so he could face Cindy coherently, repentantly in the morning. That was n't to happen. He 'd doused the twinkle, settled in and turned over to face the window and try to log Z's when his door opened ...

Cindy entered his bedroom and closed the door before gliding around his bed to the window side, where he could see her by moonlight - she wore a gossamer thin, cut whiteness chemise top -- and no bottoms ! He shifted slightly to let her sit down in the stain where he 'd nestle her age before as a much new missy. The thought of her bare, just pommeled pussy sitting naked on his bed in the smear where he 'd obtain her as a minuscule lady friend again sent his tool into tumescent spasms. Damn ! Had n't he any conscience at all ? Or was she yet teasing ?

"daddy ?"“ Yes, hun ?"“ Why did you roll in the hay me ?"“ fountainhead, punkin, I kinda thought you wanted it, what with all your tease and showing up naked in the bathroom when you know I 'm gon na be naked."“ But dad ? Why did you bed me ?"“ Punkin, this may vocalise really unhinged, but I wanted you since you were ten."“ I know. I quit coming in here 'cuz when I 'd lay down and cuddle with you, I could feel your pecker getting big and pushin'on my buttocks. I quit comin'in 'cuz I knew what it was and I thought I was bad for makin'it happen. I did n't know about boys or men and and your 'thingie'confused me."“ That 's pretty normal ..."“ But pappa, I thought I was weird 'cuz I really, really wanted to wager with it ... and ... I wanted you to diddle with my 'pee-pee'."“ Oh ? Why did n't you ever say me ?"“ 'Cuz Ms. Grover told us in Sex-Ed class that dada and daughter do n't play at sex. She said it was really, really bad an'that if our daddy thouched our pee-pees we were s'posed to rat 'em out to our moms, or a teacher or a cop or somethin', and then daddy would be took away and put in clink forever. So I quit coming to your bed 'cuz I did n't want that to go on ..."“ but ..."“ dada, I still wan na know why you fucked me."“ Um. I think maybe we both wanted it ... maybe even needed it."“ But why did you cum in me ? I never let anybody cum in me before"“ Uhh ... you really do n't know much about men, do you ?"“ Not much. I only fucked three times before tonight."“ Then you do n't know that there 's a 'point of no return'a man gets to when its hot and sonorous, and they 're banging away at each other."“ What 's that ?"“ When a man 's body hits the point where he 's about to cum, you could n't get him to barricade if you held a gun to his head. Its all automatic at that dot. He 's gon na cum. It happens"“ But Daddy ?"“ Yes, lamb ?"“ What if I 'm pregnut ?"“ There 's various reply to that. The flippant, useless one would be : 'You should feature thought of the before you started teasing me .'”"Dad ..."“ Ok. When was your last period ?"“ About two weeks ago. I 'm fecund right now."“ Ouch ! Well, if you 're that concerned about it, I can get you a Backup Plan pill on Monday. Its Friday night now. If you take one within 72 hours of having bare sex, its s'posed to attain you have an betimes period of time, and boot any 'accidents'away. That means by Monday Night. Ok ?"“ Deal."

Cindy grew quiet, fidgeted with a button on her night-robe, gazed over toward the window, then back to her supine daddy. Then, abruptly nodding her brain as though shaking off a daydream, She leaned toward him and breathily whispered,"Daddy ?"“ Huh ?"“ I wan na see it ..."“ HUH ?"“ I said, I wan na see it."“ See what, baby-doll ?"“ This,"she cooed as she traced her near forefinger over his covered, again wound up peter. “"Is that wise, infant ?"“ C'mon dad ! I just saw it a time of day ago. You had it IN me. It CAME in me."“ And that 's what worries me, punkin ..."“ What ? That we had sex ? Shit ! I been teasing you, tryin'since I was ten an'your hard-on confused an'excited me."“ I know, and I 've tried my damnedest to avoid it, and not give in to you, or my own temptation ..."“ I knew that too, pappa, but I really, really wanted you to get a clue an'do something with me."Continuing her peppiness fingerbreadth stroking through his covers, she leaned further over, treating her already aroused dad to a breathtaking view of her saucy A-cup titties as her nightie fell completely receptive, and breathed in his ear,"Daddy ... I wan na sport with it ... Y'see, pop, I 'm still that giggly, happy, scared, confused little ten year old young woman who remembers a hard cock pressed in her butt crack, who knows what it is, an'maybe a little afraid of it, but still really, really wan na see it an'play with it. I really missed snuggling with you an'feeling it on me ..."“ Uhh, if you 're sure.. ?"“ I am, Daddy, really, really sure,"she again cooed as she gave his extend member a straightaway wring through the quilt.

Taken by an oddly sharp mother wit of false modesty, he squirmed, doffed his boxers under his blanket, then nodded for Cindy to reveal him herself. Slowly, timidly, she did just that, rolling the covers back, amost inch by in until his straining, tumescent extremity sprang into view. A chew up"pahhh"and an almost inaudible"Oooh ..."escaped her mouth as she timidly grasped his pole and gave it a gentle squeeze. She was rewarded by a throb, and drop of precum exiting his cock foreland and oozing down her hand."Gee ! Excited much ?,"she murmured as she began slowly, sweetly, excruciatingly stroking his straining turncock."If you keep that up, baby-doll, you 're gon na get a lot More than that on your hand."“ I wan na see it !"“ Huh ?"“ I wan na see it cum."“ It 'll be messy."“ Do n't occupy, pop. We can clean the mantle before mom gets home."Whoa !"Have you seen a cock cum before ?"“ Yeah, once, but it only dribbled. I wan na see you cum like I felt in my cunt tonight."“ If you keep doin what you 're doin, you wo n't induce to hold back long ..."

Slightly tightening her clutch, she continued her velvety, unnervingly tedious masturbation, closely watching his cock as it swelled, throbbed, and ejected more precum. Every dollop brought a breathy"oooh ”, and the further tightening of her script."Oh, baby-doll, I 'm almost there ..."Deftly using her off hand, she nestled the quilt around the alkali of his cock to arrest the great deal."Let it go, pappa. I really, really wan na see it."“ Ok then, just ... uh ... hold whatcha got, and you 'll ... and I 'll ... uh ! ... Uhh ... UHHHHHHH ! ! !"he groaned at the for the first time jet of cum shot from his motherfucker hole, splashing all over Cindy 's hand and the quilt she 'd bunched to keep it off them."One. Two. Three. Four. Five. Six ! Dribble ... Gee, Dad, you really, really cum concentrated, don'tcha ?"“ You got ta be kiddin, dear. I wanted this night since you were ten, and whacked-off to the fantasy more times than you 'll ever know..,"“ Really, Daddy ? You really jacked-off thinkin''bout fuckin me ? When did you get to require me that way ?"As she continued fondling his now flaccid rooster and lightly cupping his clod, Howard took a trench breathing time ; discomfort, arousal and his last smidgen of modesty vying for position on his face, he broke down and admitted to his girl :"Cindy, this gon na be really Weird, but I 've wanted this night since you were eight, and your rosehip started flaring."“ Huh ? !"“ Yup. Never, ever looked at another little girl, any other little girl, that way, even when they were over here playing with you, but I always wanted you and a Night like this."“ Whoa ! pappa ! You wanted to have sex with me when I was eight ?"“ I knew it was n't potential. Your head and dead body were n't gear up, but men can accept some pretty weird thoughts at times. I even thought about going to a advocate to solve it out."“ Did you ?"“ No, I just did my secure to let it ride."“ Did you tell mom ?"“ WHAT ? ! God, no ! She 'd give gone and reported me for even thinking it ..."“ I 'm gladiolus you did n't tell anyone, Daddy. 'Cuz I want it. I want you. An', maybe not at eight, but I wanted to do sex with you every since I knew what 'thingies'and 'pee-pees'were for."“ If that 's so, why did n't you ever tell me ?"” Cuz I was scared I was uncanny for wanting to do it, or that you would n't want me, or maybe you would even hurt me."“ That last one is why I held back and let you leave office coming in here when you were ten, cosset girl. I did n't want to hurt you, ever, in any way - most especially this way."“ I knew that. You always protected me, even when I did n't need you to, an'you love me, an'you 're always courteous to me."“ That 's a dad 's honor, and his duty."“ Big words, dad, But I always wanted this. Now I got it."“ What have you got ?"“ I got my daddy in bed."“ Is this gon na be blackmail ?"“ Oh ! No, Daddy ! I love you, an'I wan na be with you, always, even like this."
With that, Cindy fluffed the comforter some, shrugged-off the nightie top, raised a corner, and crawled in beside her loving daddy."Y'know what I want now ?"“ No, dear, what ?"“ Remember how I used to lay on my bay window all snuggly up following to you, and you 'd rub my backrest with your fingertips ? How you even went under my nightie to tickle my bare back ?"“ Yeah, hun, I do ..."“ Well ..."Snuggling up to daddy,"I want you to do it again, but this meter on my front."“ Whoa !"“ Yep, Daddy, I want you to kiss me, an'play with my shoulder joint an'my titties an'my hips an'my corporation an'my legs, an'even my kitty. Would you do that, dada ?"“ With great delight, Punkin ..."“ ( giggles ) Oooh, pop, I love it when you call me 'Punkin .'Its a bit wicked when we 're in bed bein'sexy an'with your hand on my tittie though ..."“ wellspring, 'Punkin'it is then ..."

Catherine Howard gave Cindy the deep, longsighted lover 's kiss he 'd longed for various years to generate her as he began at her neck to hint, titillate and caress her lithe, limber young teen-girl body. Her own kiss back was heaven on earthly concern, and her sighs of pleasure, gasps of ecstatic shock and purrs for more all galvanize Howard into another raging hard-on by the time he 'd retrace her indorse nipple. It being pinched between him and his daughter being a bit of a striving, he backed a lilliputian and let it pop up onto Cindy 's hip, where she immediately grasped it in the warm, velvet glove that was her depart mitt."Hm ? Ready again much ?"“ Um. My cock may be ready again, but I 'm not yet,"as he traced the inner rooftree of her hip, then across her pot, just above her mons, to hunt the other hip."Daddy ?"( kiss ... )"Hm ?"( kiss ... )"free rein with my puss ?"“ Why now ?"“ 'Cuz I like what you 're doin to my body, an'I think my snatch would like it more. Please, dada ?"“ ... as you say, Punkin ..."( giggles )

When he cupped her mons and vagina, Cindy flexed, pushing her button hard into the laurel wreath of his hand, her consistence pickings over for her and butting against his hand to get off a small coming. Her hammock, still puffed from their firstly confrontation, further engorged and throbbed to its own pacing. She shuddered as he traced down her intumescent outer sassing, then shrieked when he fingered back up her slit to flick her clit. Her body movements becoming more erratic, her voice almost uncorrectable, she half uttered, half growled,"Dd..ddd..dddaddy ? fingerbreadth me ? delight ? Please put your finger in my cunt ? Please ?"As he complied with his baby little girl 's wishes, he lightly brought his thumb down on her clitoris. Three strokes of his digit in her vagina, three swipes of his thumb over her clit did the act ..."Uhh ! Uhh ! OHMYGODUUUUHHHHHHHHHH !"She flexed. She bucked. She screamed. She squealed. Howard kept his finger firmly on her G-spot, his thumb on her clit, and held on to her pep pill eubstance for lamb life as her orgasm played out over and over again down her body. When she finally collapsed, efflorescence of case, staring at the roof with vacant, glassy eyes, she rewarded his ministration - she soaked his hand. He could n't tell if it were from her climax, or if she 'd lost bladder ascendance and pissed all over him, but either way was alright with him.

When she finally came back to solid ground, she rolled right, into daddy 's coat of arms, her pile pressing against his throbbing cock."daddy ? Uhh, yeah, Punkin ?"“ Why do n't boys know how to do that ? I never came so unspoiled before, even when I do it ..."( sigh )"son usually are n't substantial experienced, and dunno what a daughter needs to feel as sound as they do. In fact, some of them do n't really care. They just wan na get their nut, then line-shooting for the next month about how much a man they are."“ I know, Daddy."“ They bite your bosom, finger you once or twice, then parachuting in do it and flop out. One guy 's rubber even fell off when he quit."“ Ow ! Are you pregnant then ?"“ No, silly. That was month ago. I 've had some menses since then, and I did n't ever let him lie with me again."“ Wise choice, oh girl mine."( more giggles )"But then the for the first time metre I do it with my love daddy, and he cums in my bare pussy."“ Did n't your mom put you on the pill ?"“ No. She called me a adulteress for even asking, and we do n't really mouth since."“ Sounds like your mom ..."“ You guys do n't fuck anymore, do you ?"“ now, how would you bed that ?"“ Hey ! Dense much ! My bedroom 's decent next you yours, and my auricle work ..."“ Yeah, right. No. Its been a while at that. In fact, your mom and I are n't getting on well at all lately. She 's even mentioned divorcement on the odd occasion."“ I thought so. She went all weird on me when she finally noticed I was growing up, and went totally ape when I asked her about the pill."“ How long ago was that ?"“ right hand after I turned xiv. Two of my friends are on 'em and they fuck-party like crazy."“ Would you do that ?"“ As if ... ! In fact, Daddy lamb,"she cooed in his ear,"If we work out, I ai n't gon na call for a boyfriend. I wo n't WANT one anymore."“ Whoa, babe girl ... Are you suggesting ... ?"“ I 'm thinking my dear ol'pop maybe can give me everything I want."“ And ... what about your mom ?"“ The next time she says 'divorce ,'correspond !"“ And if I lose custody of you ... ?"“ I do n't think that 'd happen, but if it does, there 's always visitation every other week."( grin, kiss ... )"You got this all wired, do n't you ?"“ I think so, but we got ta employment it."

A quiet fell as the two newly incestuous devotee kissed, cuddled and fondled for a meter, delighting in the discovery of each other 's bodies. Cindy, ending a attender kiss, was first to break the silence :"dad ?"“ yeah, Punkin ?"“ Would you do me again ?"“ Um ... You wan na ..."“ I want you to sleep together me again, but dissimilar this sentence, if you can ..."His stopcock throbbing firmly against her mons pubis in silent assent to her asking, he hesitated, asked :"How so, babe ?"“ I want you to say me you love me when you put it in. I want you to nest me and osculate me, and I wan na go tiresome. No screaming seed this time. I wan na palpate you moving in and out of me. I want you to search in my middle, know I 'm your daughter, that we 're doing incest, that I want it as much as you do, and that we 'll be lovers together as long as we can be. An'I wan na see your aspect when you cum. Can you do that ? Would you do that ? Now ? Please ?"“ Gee, Punkin, he grinned. That 's a mighty grandiloquent order, but I think I can contend - with your assist, that is ..."( more giggles )

Gently rolling Cindy onto her back, Leslie Howard Stainer traced his forefinger down from her navel, over her mound, to just above her clit, when she reached up and took delay of his paw."No, Daddy, I 'm ready now. I 'm still wet and getting bed wetter. I want your cock inside me ... nooooooowwww, please ?"Howard rolled over, placed a stifle between Cindy 's legs for counterweight and moved over her. Kissing her, then looking straight into her eyes, he said what she wanted to hear :"I really do lie with you, Cindy, and I 'm claiming you as mine, in every way."Placing the head of his cock firmly at her, he started slowly, firmly stroking himself into her tight, wet love burrow. He 'd barely bottomed-out in her sweet honey-hole, his balls nestled in her butt sally, when she sighed, Grabbed his shoulders, looked directly back at him and cooed,"Oh God, pappa, your cock feels so undecomposed in me, just like I always hoped it would."Softly stroking his shoulders, she breathed,"You 're mine. I claim you. You 're my Daddy. I 'm your daughter. This is incest, but I want it, bad. Be with me forever ? Or as long as you can ?"“ I will if you will."“ I will. Now fuck me slow ..."

Propping himself so they could both see their lurid, incestuous joining for a present moment, he asked her to look with him and see it, then he looked back at her with somewhat softer eyes and shared,"This is n't 'fucking, Punkin .'( giggles ) Fucking is what we did in the can, and we 'll probably do again, real soon. Right now, I 'm making sweet, stamp love to my baby girl. I know you 're my girl. I know its incest, but I want it as bad as you do. I do n't just love you, I 'm IN love with you, and I want you forever. Can I take you ?"“ Yep, Daddy. I 'm yours. God ! Your dick spirit so estimable in me. prognosticate me that we can make sleep together like this, and screwing like we did too ?"“ Promise. I probably wo n't last too long this way, but I love doing it this way too."“ Its ok, daddy. We can do more this way too. If you wan na cum now, its ok ..."“ Not just yet, pricy, but soon."

He lowered himself, nuzzled her neck opening and ear, whispering of making love and desire and touch sensation upright being inside her while she sighed and moaned, kissed back, and snuggled warmly into his body. In one nighttime, his own daughter had put the passion back into sex that he 'd missed for so tenacious, and he was damned if he was n't going to exhibit his perceptiveness for it by giving her anything she needed or wanted. She was now his. He was now hers. Now, to make it occur. He shut off his mind, kissed his baby girl soul bass and stroked more deeply as his balls gave him their tingly warning that sexual climax was near."Gettin'ready to cum, pop dear ?"“ Uh ... how 'd you approximate ?"“ Your cocky got bigger and you 're pushin'deeper, like Mr. Cocky wants to get me pregnut, hm ?"His rooster doing all the thinking now, he groaned,"Oh God ! miss ! Uh ! I do want so bad to cum inside you, and and I do wan na draw you pregnant."“ Then cum in me, Daddy. Make me pregnut ! nestle me and cum in me. I want it."That was all Howard needed to hear, all he longed to pick up. His balls tingling, his spine shivering, his cock throb ... Uhhh ... .UH ! UH ! UH ! He growled as he strained to prevent his stun eyes on his baby girl 's font while he loosed cloudburst after torrent of midst, gooey incestuous cream into his willing baby daughter 's love epithelial duct."Oh WOW Daddy ! ! You do cum hard ! I claim you dad. I claim your mind, an'your'marrow, an'your body, an'your pecker, an'your cum. You 're mine ..."( sigh )

To Howard 's mind, as he rolled off to lie beside her, he could n't ever remember a night like his daughter, Cindy had just given him, teenage romantic included. Its was soupy odorous, but Damned if it did n't feel real - like he 'd just marry his nubile daughter. In a manner of oral presentation, depending on culture, he had. As he lay beside his sated, blushing baby little girl, flesh of his own soma, looking into her eyes, kissing her, stroking her, lazily fondling her tit while she absently played with his now flaccid cock, he knew in his philia of kernel that he had. He 'd give her his world without a second mentation, and hoped to share in hers where she 'd have him.

As they continued to osculate and bring, his putz began another slow up arousal. Not a rapid affair this time, but the more than she teased his rooster and Lucille Ball, the thicker and harder he went, and the Thomas More tingly his lump became, and he realized that he had at to the lowest degree one more go in him before he totally petered out."You game to go again, babe girl ?"“ Not a hot'n gravid one, Dad, or a long one, but I can take you one more sentence. Then I 'm pooped, and I got ta sleep"“ Thanks, love. We 'll reach it a spry one. It 'll be my prospect to really feel you from the inside this time."“ Sure, Dad. C'mon in and feel away."( smile ).

When Leslie Howard Stainer again mounted his daughter, their combined making love succus allowed him to bottom out in a single stroke."Whoa, papa ! You filled me up !"“ God girlfriend, you feel wonderful in there, he said as he held still for a moment to fully get the feel of her inside. Cindy purred, giggled and jiggled her bureau into his, then reached around under his arms to pull his torso down onto hers. He was dense, but not uncomfortably so. Reaching down and grabbing his butt, she pulled him gently forward to give him the hint. For his own region, Leslie Howard kissed Cindy, and slow stroked his way toward another sexual climax, licking, kissing and nibbling her mouth, neck and ear on his way. I 'm come together again, child missy. Can ya catch me ?"“ I 'm full overt, Daddy. Gim me whatcha got."“ Then here it comes, baby."And kissing her deeply, repeatedly he let go. Not an erupting vent this time, but a shuddering, pulse, swiftly flowing river of cum left him to again bathe Cindy 's making love tunnel and cervical threshold. Supreme Being ! If she were n't pregnant by now, there was something wrong with one of them ...

"Ooh, daddy ... I felt that. Your prick thump nice when it cums."“ Nice. I never really knew how the young lady felt about that, or if she even felt the guy cuming."“ You can if you 're patient role and feel with your body. I even felt my tummy bounce some when you came. Its really neat. I like fucking, but now I like making make love too."( sigh ) Kissing him again, she gently nudged him off her, and to her side, but making sure he did n't actuate away."papa ?"“ Punkin ?"“ I really need to kip now,"and she yawned for effect."I know, girl. I think we wore ourselves out."“ Mmm. Nice way to wear out. Would you nestle me ? Like you did when I was ten ?"“ Sure, Punkin. Just turning over and nuzzle your dorsum up against me."He snuggled up close to her, pulled the soiled quilt over them, and rested his arm on hers, preparing to slumber. Cindy had other melodic theme. She snuggled back, making surely she could feel Howard 's turncock nestled in her coffin nail crack, raised her arm and pulled his hand through under her arm, resting it on her tit."Mm. Feels courteous. Cuddly ... G'nite, Daddy ..."“ G'nite, Punkin ... ”