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Howard lay propped-up in his bed afterward, fiddling with the remote and looking for some beguilement on the tube, his thoughts and emotions a shamble. Of row he felt sated and satisfied that he 'd finally bed 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 other way ? And near of all, What of Cindy herself ? Did she really want all this ? Granted, she teased him to the limit, but this ? Its every man 's forbidden phantasy to fuck his own daughter, but he 'd crossed the line from fantasy into realism. The proof was dripping back out of her kitty right now. What could he say ? What could he do ? What would pass ? To him ? To her ? To them ? As nothing appealing presented itself on the tube, he decided the upright part of valor would be to try to get some sleep, maybe, so he could face up Cindy coherently, repentantly in the morning. That was n't to happen. He 'd doused the light, settled in and turned over to confront the windowpane 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 Moon - she wore a gossamer thin, trend white chemise top -- and no bottoms ! He shifted slightly to let her sit down in the stain where he 'd cuddle her years before as a much younger girl. The idea of her bare, just pommeled kitty-cat sitting naked on his bed in the fleck where he 'd held her as a little daughter again sent his shaft into intumescent muscle spasm. darn ! Had n't he any moral sense at all ? Or was she yet teasing ?

"Daddy ?"“ Yes, hun ?"“ Why did you fuck me ?"“ Well, punkin, I kinda thought you wanted it, what with all your teases and showing up naked in the bathroom when you know I 'm gon na be naked."“ But dada ? Why did you sleep with me ?"“ Punkin, this may sound really sick, but I wanted you since you were ten."“ I know. I quit coming in here 'cuz when I 'd lay down and nestle with you, I could find your cock getting big and pushin'on my prat. I quit comin'in 'cuz I knew what it was and I thought I was bad for makin'it happen. I did n't jazz about boys or men and and your 'thingie'confused me."“ That 's pretty rule ..."“ But daddy, I thought I was eldritch 'cuz I really, really wanted to play with it ... and ... I wanted you to play with my 'pee-pee'."“ Oh ? Why did n't you ever tell me ?"“ 'Cuz Ms. Grover told us in Sex-Ed class that daddy and daughter do n't toy at sex. She said it was really, really bad an'that if our dada 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 jail forever. So I quit coming to your bed 'cuz I did n't want that to happen ..."“ but ..."“ Daddy, 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 acknowledge much about men, do you ?"“ Not much. I only fucked three times before tonight."“ Then you do n't roll in the hay that there 's a 'point of no return'a man gets to when its hot and heavy, and they 're banging away at each other."“ What 's that ?"“ When a man 's physical structure hits the stage where he 's about to cum, you could n't get him to give up if you held a gun to his head. Its all automatic at that tip. He 's gon na cum. It happens"“ But papa ?"“ Yes, love ?"“ What if I 'm pregnut ?"“ There 's several answers to that. The flippant, useless one would be : 'You should have got thought of the before you started teasing me .'”"Dad ..."“ Ok. When was your utmost catamenia ?"“ About two weeks ago. I 'm fertile right now."“ Ouch ! Well, if you 're that concerned about it, I can get you a Backup programme contraceptive pill on Monday. Its Fri night now. If you take one within 72 hours of having bare sex, its s'posed to make you have an betimes menses, and flush any 'accidents'away. That means by Monday night. Ok ?"“ Deal."

Cindy grew tranquilize, fidgeted with a push button on her nightie, gazed over toward the windowpane, then back to her supine pop. Then, abruptly nodding her head 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 worked up cock. “"Is that Wise, babe ?"“ C'mon dad ! I just saw it a hour 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'emotional me."“ I know, and I 've tried my damnedest to invalidate it, and not throw in to you, or my own temptation ..."“ I knew that too, pappa, but I really, really wanted you to get a clew an'do something with me."Continuing her gingerroot finger stroking through his blanket, she leaned further over, treating her already aroused dad to a breathtaking aspect of her irreverent A-cup knocker as her night-robe fell completely open, and breathed in his ear,"Daddy ... I wan na drama with it ... Y'see, Daddy, I 'm still that giggly, happy, scared, confused little ten year old girl 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'gambling with it. I really missed snuggling with you an'feeling it on me ..."“ Uhh, if you 're sure.. ?"“ I am, pop, really, really sure,"she again cooed as she gave his separate out member a spry squeeze through the quilt.

Taken by an oddly disconnected good sense of imitation modesty, he squirmed, doffed his boxer under his blanket, then nodded for Cindy to bring out him herself. Slowly, timidly, she did just that, rolling the binding back, amost column inch by inch until his straining, tumescent member sprang into eyeshot. A ragged"pahhh"and an almost unhearable"Oooh ..."escaped her lips as she timidly grasped his terminal and gave it a placate squeeze. She was rewarded by a throb, and drop of precum exiting his cock school principal and oozing down her hand."Gee ! Excited much ?,"she murmured as she began slowly, sweetly, excruciatingly stroking his straining putz."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 worry, daddy. We can cleanse the blankets 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 pussy tonight."“ If you keep doin what you 're doin, you wo n't have to await long ..."

Slightly tightening her hairgrip, she continued her velvety, unnervingly slow 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 hand."Oh, baby-doll, I 'm almost there ..."Deftly using her off paw, she nestled the quilt around the root word of his stopcock to catch up with the mint."Let it go, Daddy. 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 first jet of cum crack from his prick hole, splashing all over Cindy 's hand and the quilt she 'd bunched to preserve it off them."One. Two. Three. Four. Five. Six ! Dribble ... Gee, Dad, you really, really cum hard, don'tcha ?"“ You got ta be kiddin, dear. I wanted this Night since you were ten, and whacked-off to the fantasy more multiplication than you 'll ever know..,"“ Really, pa ? You really jacked-off thinkin''bout fuckin me ? When did you begin to require me that way ?"As she continued fondling his now flaccid cock and lightly cupping his balls, Howard took a deep breath ; soreness, arousal and his lowest smidgen of modesty vying for emplacement on his face, he broke down and admitted to his daughter :"Cindy, this gon na be really weird, but I 've wanted this night since you were eight, and your pelvis started flaring."“ Huh ? !"“ Yup. Never, ever looked at another picayune girl, any early little girl, that way, even when they were over here playing with you, but I always wanted you and a night like this."“ Whoa ! Daddy ! You wanted to have sex with me when I was eight ?"“ I knew it was n't potential. Your mind and body were n't ready, but men can have some middling uncanny thought at times. I even thought about going to a counselor to act upon it out."“ Did you ?"“ No, I just did my honorable to let it ride."“ Did you distinguish mom ?"“ WHAT ? ! God, no ! She 'd have gone and reported me for even thinking it ..."“ I 'm glad you did n't tell anyone, pop. '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 weird for wanting to do it, or that you would n't desire me, or maybe you would even injure me."“ That shoemaker's last one is why I held back and let you quit coming in here when you were ten, baby female child. 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 want you to, an'you love me, an'you 're always prissy 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, papa ! I love you, an'I wan na be with you, always, even like this."
With that, Cindy fluffed the comfort some, shrugged-off the gown top, raised a corner, and crawled in beside her loving pappa."Y'know what I want now ?"“ No, dear, what ?"“ Remember how I used to lay on my tummy all snuggly up next to you, and you 'd rub my back 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 fourth dimension on my front."“ Whoa !"“ Yep, Daddy, I want you to kiss me, an'free rein with my shoulder joint an'my titties an'my articulatio coxae an'my corporation an'my pegleg, an'even my pussy. Would you do that, Daddy ?"“ With great delight, Punkin ..."“ ( giggles ) Oooh, pappa, 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 ..."“ Well, 'Punkin'it is then ..."

Howard gave Cindy the deep, farsighted lover 's kiss he 'd longed for several long time to give her as he began at her cervix to touch, titillate and fondle her lithe, supple young teen-girl body. Her own kiss back was heaven on earth, and her sighs of pleasure, gasp of ecstatic shock and purrs for more all galvanized Howard into another raging erection by the time he 'd retrace her second nipple. It being pinched between him and his daughter being a bit of a strain, he backed a piffling and let it pop up onto Cindy 's hip, where she immediately grasped it in the warm, velvet glove that was her pull up stakes paw."Hm ? Ready again much ?"“ Um. My dick may be cook again, but I 'm not yet,"as he traced the inner ridge of her hip, then across her tummy, just above her Mon, to trace the other hip."Daddy ?"( kiss ... )"Hm ?"( buss ... )"child's play with my pussy ?"“ Why now ?"“ 'Cuz I like what you 're doin to my eubstance, an'I think my twat would wish it more. Please, Daddy ?"“ ... as you say, Punkin ..."( giggles )

When he cupped her mons and vagina, Cindy flexed, pushing her clit hard into the thenar of his paw, her physical structure taking over for her and butting against his hand to get off a small orgasm. Her mound, still puffed from their first encounter, further engorged and throbbed to its own pace. She shuddered as he traced down her bouffant outer sass, then shrieked when he fingered back up her puss to riff her clit. Her dead body movements becoming more quicksilver, her voice almost unruly, she half uttered, half growled,"Dd..ddd..dddaddy ? fingerbreadth me ? please ? Please put your finger in my cunt ? Please ?"As he complied with his baby girlfriend 's wishes, he lightly brought his pollex down on her button. Three strokes of his finger in her vagina, three swipes of his thumb over her clit did the deed of conveyance ..."Uhh ! Uhh ! OHMYGODUUUUHHHHHHHHHH !"She flexed. She bucked. She screamed. She squealed. Howard kept his finger firmly on her G-spot, his ovolo on her clit, and held on to her amphetamine organic structure for dear life as her orgasm played out over and over again down her body. When she finally collapsed, flush of grimace, staring at the ceiling with vacant, vitreous center, she rewarded his relief - she soaked his hand. He could n't tell if it were from her coming, or if she 'd lost bladder command and pissed all over him, but either way was alright with him.

When she finally came back to Earth, she rolled right, into daddy 's coat of arms, her mound pressure against his throbbing dick."pop ? Uhh, yeah, Punkin ?"“ Why do n't boys know how to do that ? I never came so dependable before, even when I do it ..."( suspiration )"son usually are n't real experienced, and dunno what a girl needs to find as good as they do. In fact, some of them do n't really deal. They just wan na get their nut, then line-shooting for the succeeding month about how much a man they are."“ I know, Daddy."“ They bite your mammilla, finger you once or twice, then jump in do it and fall flat out. One guy 's prophylactic even fell off when he quit."“ Ow ! Are you pregnant then ?"“ No, silly. That was months ago. I 've had some periods since then, and I did n't ever let him fuck me again."“ Stephen Samuel Wise selection, oh daughter mine."( more giggles )"But then the first prison term I do it with my dear daddy, and he cums in my bare pussy."“ Did n't your mom put you on the anovulant ?"“ No. She called me a slattern for even asking, and we do n't really blab out since."“ Sounds like your mom ..."“ You guys do n't do it anymore, do you ?"“ now, how would you know that ?"“ Hey ! Dense much ! My bedroom 's right next you yours, and my capitulum work ..."“ Yeah, right. No. Its been a patch 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 fourteen. Two of my friend are on 'em and they fuck-party like crazy."“ Would you do that ?"“ As if ... ! In fact, pappa dearest,"she cooed in his ear,"If we work out, I ai n't gon na necessitate a fellow. I wo n't WANT one anymore."“ Whoa, baby girl ... Are you suggesting ... ?"“ I 'm thinking my heartfelt ol'daddy maybe can give way me everything I want."“ And ... what about your mom ?"“ The next time she says 'divorce ,'harmonize !"“ 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."( smiles, kiss ... )"You got this all wired, do n't you ?"“ I think so, but we got ta work it."

A silence fell as the two newly incestuous lovers kissed, cuddled and fondled for a time, delighting in the discovery of each early 's bodies. Cindy, ending a tender buss, was first to recrudesce the secrecy :"Daddy ?"“ yeah, Punkin ?"“ Would you do me again ?"“ Um ... You wan na ..."“ I want you to fuck me again, but dissimilar this time, if you can ..."His pecker throbbing firmly against her Mon in silent assent to her asking, he hesitated, asked :"How so, child ?"“ I want you to recite me you love me when you put it in. I want you to nest me and buss me, and I wan na go slow. No screaming cum this fourth dimension. I wan na experience you moving in and out of me. I want you to attend in my eyes, know I 'm your daughter, that we 're doing incest, that I want it as much as you do, and that we 'll be buff together as long as we can be. An'I wan na see your look 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 manage - with your help, that is ..."( more giggles )

Gently rolling Cindy onto her back, Leslie Howard traced his index finger down from her omphalos, over her mound, to just above her clit, when she reached up and took grip of his deal."No, papa, I 'm ready now. I 'm still wet and getting wetter. I want your cock inside me ... nooooooowwww, please ?"Leslie Howard Stainer rolled over, placed a articulatio genus between Cindy 's legs for balance and moved over her. Kissing her, then looking straight into her eyes, he said what she wanted to see :"I really do love you, Cindy, and I 'm claiming you as mine, in every way."Placing the fountainhead of his hammer firmly at her, he started slowly, firmly stroking himself into her tight, wet love tunnel. He 'd barely bottomed-out in her sweet honey-hole, his balls nestled in her fundament cranny, when she sighed, Grabbed his shoulders, looked directly back at him and cooed,"Oh God, dada, your rooster spirit so good 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 mo, he asked her to look with him and see it, then he looked back at her with somewhat gentle eyes and shared,"This is n't 'fucking, Punkin .'( giggles ) Fucking is what we did in the john, and we 'll probably do again, real soon. Right now, I 'm making sweet, tender love to my baby girl. I know you 're my daughter. I know its incest, but I want it as bad as you do. I do n't just have intercourse you, I 'm IN love with you, and I want you forever. Can I throw you ?"“ Yep, dada. I 'm yours. God ! Your dick feels so good in me. Promise me that we can make jazz like this, and fuck 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, dear, but soon."

He lowered himself, nuzzled her neck and ear, whispering of love and desire and look good being inside her while she sighed and moaned, kissed back, and snuggled warmly into his body. In one night, his own girl had put the love back into sex that he 'd missed for so tenacious, and he was damned if he was n't going to show his appreciation for it by giving her anything she needed or wanted. She was now his. He was now hers. Now, to shit it fall out. He shut off his mind, kissed his baby girl psyche cryptical and stroked Sir Thomas More deeply as his balls gave him their tingly warning that sexual climax was near."Gettin'ready to cum, Daddy dear ?"“ Uh ... how 'd you pretend ?"“ Your cocky got larger and you 're pushin'deeper, like Mr. Cocky wants to get me pregnut, hm ?"His cock doing all the thought now, he groaned,"Oh God ! lady friend ! Uh ! I do want so bad to cum inside you, and and I do wan na make you pregnant."“ Then cum in me, Daddy. pull in me pregnut ! Cuddle me and cum in me. I want it."That was all Howard needed to get wind, all he longed to hear. His balls tingling, his spine shivering, his cock throbbing ... Uhhh ... .UH ! UH ! UH ! He growled as he strained to keep his stuporous eyes on his baby miss 's face while he loosed torrent after violent stream of midst, gooey incestuous pick into his willing child girl 's love epithelial duct."Oh WOW Daddy ! ! You do cum hard ! I claim you dad. I claim your head, an'your'heart, an'your soundbox, an'your dick, an'your cum. You 're mine ..."( sigh )

To Catherine 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 romanticist included. Its was bathetic perfumed, but Damned if it did n't feel literal - like he 'd just wed his marriageable daughter. In a manner of speaking, depending on culture, he had. As he lay beside his sated, blushing babe girl, flesh of his own build, looking into her eyes, kissing her, stroking her, lazily fondling her tit while she absently played with his now flaccid hammer, he knew in his heart and soul of hearts that he had. He 'd give her his reality without a second opinion, and hoped to share in hers where she 'd give birth him.

As they continued to kiss and play, his rooster began another slow arousal. Not a rapid thing this sentence, but the more she teased his dick and balls, the thicker and harder he went, and the to a greater extent tingly his balls became, and he realized that he had at least one Sir Thomas More go in him before he totally petered out."You secret plan to go again, baby fille ?"“ Not a hot'n large one, Dad, or a hanker one, but I can take you one Sir Thomas More time. Then I 'm pooped, and I got ta quietus"“ Thanks, love. We 'll pee-pee it a warm one. It 'll be my probability to really experience you from the inside this time."“ Sure, Dad. C'mon in and feel away."( smiles ).

When Howard again mounted his daughter, their combined love juice allowed him to bottom out in a single stroke."Whoa, Daddy ! You filled me up !"“ God Girl, you feel fantastic 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 chest of drawers into his, then reached around under his limb to pull in his body down onto hers. He was toilsome, but not uncomfortably so. Reaching down and grabbing his butt joint, she pulled him gently forward to have him the jot. For his own part, Leslie Howard Stainer kissed Cindy, and slacken stroked his way toward another orgasm, licking, kissing and nibbling her mouth, neck and ear on his way. I 'm close again, baby little girl. Can ya trance me ?"“ I 'm wide overt, daddy. Gim me whatcha got."“ Then here it comes, baby."And kissing her deeply, repeatedly he let go. Not an erupting volcano this fourth dimension, but a shuddering, pulsing, swiftly flowing river of cum left him to again bathe Cindy 's love tunnel and cervical room access. Gods ! If she were n't fraught by now, there was something improper with one of them ...

"Ooh, Daddy ... I felt that. Your shaft thud nice when it cums."“ Nice. I never really cognise how the daughter felt about that, or if she even felt the guy cuming."“ You can if you 're patient and palpate with your body. I even felt my corporation bounce some when you came. Its really neat. I like fucking, but now I like making have sex too."( suspire ) Kissing him again, she gently nudged him off her, and to her side, but making trusted he did n't act away."Daddy ?"“ Punkin ?"“ I really need to catch some Z's now,"and she yawned for effect."I know, girl. I think we wore ourselves out."“ Mmm. Nice way to don out. Would you cuddle me ? Like you did when I was ten ?"“ Sure, Punkin. Just turn over and nestle your back up against me."He snuggled up close to her, pulled the dirty quilt over them, and rested his arm on hers, preparing to sleep. Cindy had other ideas. She snuggled back, making for sure she could feel Catherine Howard 's cock nestled in her butt crack, raised her arm and pulled his hand through under her arm, resting it on her tit."Mm. Feels prissy. Cuddly ... G'nite, dad ..."“ G'nite, Punkin ... ”