Jim and Lucy have three full-grown girl ; all of them beautiful, and all of them married to older men. Each daughter had initially married somebody their own age, only to replace them after a couple geezerhood with mortal closer to their Dad's age. There may be a shroud subject matter in that fact, but who knows. It can be truthfully said that never during the time the girls lived at home with their Dad, did he ever entertain the thoughts of fucking any one of them. He was their Father and was raised that incest is a sin.

He has strict rules in his home and they follow them. He did not want the temptations that naked or scantily fit out young female can have. Now don't get the wrong printing ; he isn't a autocrat or a potentate, out to muffle their feminine charms or personalities. As young tike they were always allowed to roam around the mansion in their pajamas, but the pajamas couldn't be provocative. They were allowed to wear cotton plant pajamas tops that were either retentive sleeve or short arm ; and cotton pajama merchant ship that were either long leg or short. Jim also didn't want to totally suppress their feminine need to feel beautiful and sexy. So, after they were teen and had that need to feel more feminine and grownup ; they were also allowed to bear sexy night-robe, but covered with a robe if they wandered outside of their sleeping accommodation when he was in the house.

Everything went smoothly under his rule, but he had to include that his middle girl, Cathy, did show some challenges for him. She is light-haired and beautiful just like her female parent. In fact she is almost a carbon written matter of her mother. Both are curvaceous and lean, with retentive blonde curly hair and weigh about the same. The early two girls have equally overnice figures, but sorry Brown University hair like their Dad. Cathy has the tumid breasts of his three girlfriend. He knows her size because he picked up one of her bras from the bathroom story once to put in the clothes hamper and noticed she was a 36D.

Her large breasts always proudly push her tops out for everyone to note no affair what she wears. Her deary t-shirts especially emphases her voluptuousness, but her Dad always insists she wear a gown if she roams around the star sign dressed in that personal manner. When she wears a button up character pajama top her breast will strain against the clitoris and creates a diminished fold where anyone can see her bare rounded bosom. A few times Jim has gotten a glimpse at her nipple. He has to admit that seeing her nipple is arousing, but still he never entertained the thought of pulling her into a bed and have sex with her. He has higher morals than to outrage her like that.

Cathy had been in her second married for about six old age when she decides it wasn't going to work and she needed to get a divorcement. Jim had advised her not to tie the S.O.B. in the initiatory place. The first time Jim meets him he senses bad vibes from him. It turns out her second husband is a real ascendancy junkie. He not only wants to assure all of her free sentence, he also wants to take in full controller of her payroll check. She had to get his permission to buy anything. He even made her sign over control to him of her 401k at her place of employment. When Jim hears this he tells her to leave him and occur back rest home until everything is settled.

Cathy moves back into her old bedroom up stairs. That bedroom is almost like having a separate apartment because the elbow room has its own private tub. She settles in with her parents and prepares for a long divorce battle with this creep. The first dark back home, Cathy, comes down to determine TV with her Father of the Church and her mother. She is dressed for bed which consists of a pixilated fitting White River t-shirt and packer type pyjama derriere. It did not really comply with the pajama rules of her early days. Jim doesn't say anything because she is a farm womanhood now and had adopted this type of sleepwear while attending college. Her fashion of dress does have its sensual affect on Jim, but he decides it is up to him to moderate his emotions and let her dress as she pleases. He has difficulty keeping his heart from wandering to her tit. The closely t-shirt accent mark every curve of her amphetamine consistence. Any formula man would sustain difficulty preventing an erection.

Often when the family unit watches ‘ R rated'movies in the evening, and especially during certain sexual love conniption, Cathy's nipples become hard and very obvious. Jim always has trouble hiding his constant erections when that happens. He can't even get up to go to the toilet without first finding a way to underwrite his erections. He is almost indisputable his wife and girl have both noticed his problem at one prison term, or another.

Since Cathy was a small tiddler, she makes it a habit to always commit her father a big hug before going to bed. She always puts her breasts squarely against his chest and squeezes him real tight. Jim doesn't know if she realizes it, or not, but sometimes her mamilla are firmly and poke into his chest. As she gets quondam and her breasts get heavy he notices it more and more, but quietly enjoys the smell. He never gives it much thought because she has done it since she was a small child.

One night Jim completely forgets about his erection and jumps up and gives her a big goodnight hug. Then he hears her gasp and pressure him real tight. She presses her groyne tightly against his breakwater. She holds him like she doesn't want to let him go. That's when he realizes he is pressing his heavily erection into her private parts. It just happened. Lucy has a shocked face on her face, but says nothing. Cathy sees her expression and pulls away quickly, rushing up to her bedroom. No acknowledgment of that incident is every spoken by any of them. Jim is so abashed by the accident, the next night he slips away to bed before giving his daughter a beneficial night hug. The next sunup he finds she is highly offended by his slipping away without the accustomed hug. He makes a mental government note to be more measured not to let that happen again.

One nighttime recently, while Cathy watches one of her favorite TV shows ; Lucy and Jim sit in the den, reading their favorite books. Around nine o'clock, Lucy decides to go to bed early. She kisses Jim good night and quietly slips away to the bedchamber. Jim continues to study and Cathy continues to find out her TV show. Around eleven o'clock Jim's eyes start burning from the reading and he goes to the superior bathroom for eye drop curtain. He decides to knock off and get ready for bed. He puts on his pajamas then remembers he had not given Cathy her customary in force night hug. When he returns to the den the TV is off and Cathy is nowhere to be found. He can hear her stomping around upstairs. He feels certain she is disquieted about the absence seizure of the good night hug. He slowly makes his way up to her way. He can see her pouting and roughly jerking the covers back on her bed. He raps lightly on her door. When she looks up he mouths,"I'm sorry."She smiles and apparent motion him into her room.

"I went to put my pajamas on and when I returned to the den you were gone."Jim apologizes.

"I thought you had forgotten my hug again, Daddy."She pouts.

"No, I could never fall asleep without giving my babe young woman a good dark hug,"he says as he approaches and holds his arms open for the wonted hug.

Cathy eagerly rushes into his spread out subdivision. He immediately feels her hard tit poke against his breast and ‘ it just happened ’. His prick springs to life-time ; she squeezes him plastered and presses her mole against his rooster. All his fatherly ascendance vanishes and his brain filling with incestuous desire for his daughter. They continue to hold each other close and he can feel her nipples harden even more as she presses and grinds her hips harder against his throbbing twitching cock.

In his mind she is no longer his girl, but a sexy desirable full grown woman. His lust assumes control of his mind and he runs his hand under her tee shirt and begins to caress her white meat while rolling the nipple between his thumb and index fingerbreadth. He leans forward and presses his lips to her cervix. Her pulse beats rapidly in the vein of her neck opening. He feels a quivering movement through her body ; her breathing is short and hurried.

"Daddy, this is not supposed to happen. I am your girl ”, she moans softly in his ear.

He doesn't answer. He moves his mouthpiece from her neck to breast and sucks the intemperate nipple into his mouth. He flicks it several times with his natural language then begins to gently chew on her nipple. She puts her hired hand on the back of his head and pulls him tightly into her breast.

She lets out a low moan and in easygoing sleepy sounding articulation she says,"We shouldn't be doing this, Daddy."

He pauses and looks up into her shoot eyes and says,"Do you really desire me to block off ?"

She returns his gaze for a long moment but says nothing. After a instant or so, she takes a deep breath ; letting it out slowly. She closes her eyes and gives her approving by slowly shaking her head ‘ no ’.

Jim continues to suck and nibble on her breast as he slides one hand up into the leg porta of her pugilist fashion pajama bottoms. She is not wearing scanty. Her vagina is soaking wet and his finger slides easily into her cavity. He inserts two fingers and motion them slowly in and out as he gently bites her intemperate mammilla. Her body trembles and his paw floods with her orgasmic juices. He has to hold her up as her ramification try to give way under her.

Once the orgasm walk and she regains use of her wooden leg, Jim drops to his articulatio genus while pulling her jammies freighter to her ankles. She places her hands on his articulatio humeri for proportion as she steps out of her pajamas and kicks them away. Jim kisses her belly release as he makes his way down to her vagina. He notices she has a sparse blonde patch of tomentum covering her pubic domain. He places his hands on her hips and guides her back into a sitting situation on the edge of her bed. He kneels between her peg and pushing them open to deed over wanton approach. He leans forward and blows his hot breathing place on her vagina. She chill and coos lowly. He spreads her labia undefended with his thumbs and blows his hot breath again. Her clit immediately pokes its capitulum out of its protective goon. He leans in and closes his lips around her clit and lactate it into his ardent wet oral cavity. She slams her thighs shut trapping Jim's chief and shingle with another orgasm.

Once her climax subsides, she releases her second joint and Jim begins slow upward licks on her pussy with his broad matte tongue. He refers to them as pup dog licks. He spreads her vagina surface again with his pollex. He begins inserting his knife like it is his member. She pulls his grimace tightly against her fork and starts humping and fucking his tongue with her pussy. After a bit of this, she pushes him off as her next orgasm comes crashing in like a tsunami.

Jim throw her a minute of arc to recover and then pulls her up by her hips and repositions her on her script and human knee as he enters her barker stylus. He pushes his cock in as far as it will go and her vaginal muscle close on it and starts sucking and milking his hard cock. He pulls his dick almost out, but her vagina hairgrip it and refuses to let it snuff it. He slowly pushes it back in all the way to her uterine cervix and then repeats the exit evasive action. Each clock time her vaginal sinew fight to harbour him in. After several bit of this they both build to the ultimate worldly concern shaking orgasm that they so dearly need. When their climax finally hitting, Cathy shakes for a instant then falls forward on her stomach. Jim rolls over on his back. Their dead body glisten with perspiration as they both lie there panting ; basking in the afterglow of the most amazing and exhausting climax ever.

"I am so sorry, babe. It just happened. You are so beautiful I could ensure myself,"Jim whispers as he struggles to catch his breath.

"Its O.K., Daddy. I wanted it to happen as practically as you did,"she answers in a indulgent comforting representative."Can we do it again tomorrow nighttime ?"

Jim slowly crawls out of her bed. He gathers his pajamas as he ponders his response.

"Can we, Daddy ?"She urges.

"We'll see, Baby. Why don't we sleep on it and see how we both feel about it in the morning ? ”