Jim and Lucy have three grown daughters ; all of them beautiful, and all of them married to older men. Each girl had initially married someone their own age, only to supercede them after a couple years with someone closer to their Dad's age. There may be a shroud content in that fact, but who knows. It can be truthfully said that never during the prison term the girls lived at dwelling with their Dad, did he ever entertain the thought process of fucking any one of them. He was their don and was raised that incest is a sin.

He has strict rules in his sign of the zodiac and they follow them. He did not want the enticement that naked or scantily fit out untried females can cause. Now don't get the wrong impression ; he isn't a autocrat or a dictator, out to surround their feminine magic spell or personalities. As young baby they were always allowed to roam around the house in their pajamas, but the pajamas couldn't be provocative. They were allowed to jade cotton pajamas tops that were either long sleeve or brusque sleeve ; and cotton fiber pajama bottoms that were either longsighted leg or short. Jim also didn't want to totally inhibit their feminine need to sense beautiful and aphrodisiac. So, after they were adolescent and had that need to finger more feminine and grownup ; they were also allowed to wear down sexy nightie, but covered with a robe if they wandered outside of their bedrooms when he was in the house.

Everything went smoothly under his rule, but he had to admit that his midsection daughter, Cathy, did present some challenges for him. She is blonde and beautiful just like her mother. In fact she is almost a carbon copy transcript of her mother. Both are sonsie and lean, with yearn blond curly hairsbreadth and weigh about the same. The other two girls have equally nice digit, but gloomy Brown tomentum like their Dad. Cathy has the tumid breasts of his three girls. He knows her size because he picked up one of her bras from the toilet storey once to put in the wearing apparel hamper and noticed she was a 36D.

Her large white meat always proudly push her tops out for everyone to note no matter what she wears. Her front-runner jersey especially emphases her voluptuousness, but her Dad always insists she wear a robe if she roams around the house dressed in that manner. When she wears a release up type pajama top her tit will strain against the push button and creates a small bend where anyone can see her bare rounded breast. A few times Jim has gotten a coup d'oeil at her nipple. He has to admit that seeing her nipple is arousing, but still he never entertained the view of pulling her into a bed and have sex with her. He has higher morals than to violate her like that.

Cathy had been in her second married for about six long time when she decides it wasn't going to work and she needed to get a divorcement. Jim had advised her not to get hitched with the S.O.B. in the commencement place. The first prison term Jim meets him he senses bad vibes from him. It turns out her indorse husband is a actual restraint nut. He not only wants to control all of her free time, he also wants to subscribe full control of her paycheck. She had to get his license to buy anything. He even made her sign over control to him of her 401k at her place of utilisation. When Jim hears this he tells her to result him and come back home until everything is settled.

Cathy moves back into her old bedroom up stairs. That chamber is almost like having a disunite apartment because the room has its own private bathtub. She settles in with her parents and prepares for a prospicient divorce conflict with this spook. The offset night back plate, Cathy, comes down to watch TV with her father and her mother. She is dressed for bed which consists of a tight fitting clean jersey and boxer character pajama underside. It did not really abide by with the pajama rules of her youth. Jim doesn't say anything because she is a grown fair sex now and had adopted this case of nightclothes while attending college. Her fashion of dress does have its sensual affect on Jim, but he decides it is up to him to see to it his emotions and let her dress as she pleases. He has difficulty keeping his middle from wandering to her tit. The blotto jersey emphasis every curve of her upper torso. Any formula man would receive trouble preventing an erection.

Often when the class watches ‘ R rated'movies in the evening, and especially during certain love panorama, Cathy's nipples become arduous and very obvious. Jim always has problem hiding his constant erection when that happens. He can't even get up to go to the bathroom without first finding a way to cover his hard-on. He is almost sure his wife and daughter have both noticed his job at one time, or another.

Since Cathy was a small fry, she makes it a use to always give her father a big hug before going to bed. She always puts her breasts squarely against his dresser and squeezes him real tight. Jim doesn't know if she realizes it, or not, but sometimes her nipples are arduous and poke into his chest. As she gets older and her breasts get larger he notices it more and more, but quietly enjoys the feeling. He never gives it much thought because she has done it since she was a small child.

One Nox Jim completely forgets about his erection and jumps up and gives her a big goodnight hug. Then he hears her gasp and hug him substantial tight. She presses her mole tightly against his groin. She holds him like she doesn't want to let him go. That's when he realizes he is pressing his hard erection into her private parts. It just happened. Lucy has a shocked expression on her face, but says nothing. Cathy sees her expression and pulls away quickly, rushing up to her bedroom. No citation of that incident is every spoken by any of them. Jim is so stymy by the accident, the next night he slips away to bed before giving his girl a unspoiled night hug. The side by side morning he finds she is highly offended by his slipping away without the habitual hug. He makes a mental line to be more careful not to let that take place again.

One Night recently, while Cathy watches one of her favorite TV shows ; Lucy and Jim sit in the den, reading their dearie Book. Around nine o'clock, Lucy decides to go to bed early. She kisses Jim good night and quietly slips away to the bedroom. Jim continues to read and Cathy continues to look out her TV shows. Around eleven o'clock Jim's eyes start burning from the reading and he goes to the passkey can for eye drop cloth. He decides to knock off and get ready for bed. He puts on his pj's then remembers he had not given Cathy her customary unspoiled 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 upset about the absence of the unspoilt night hug. He slowly makes his way up to her room. He can see her pouting and roughly jerking the back back on her bed. He raps lightly on her door. When she looks up he mouths,"I'm sorry."She smiles and gesture 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 lessen asleep without giving my Baby girl a unspoilt night hug,"he says as he approaches and holds his arms open for the accustomed hug.

Cathy eagerly rushes into his clear weapons system. He immediately feels her intemperately nipples poke against his chest and ‘ it just happened ’. His cock springs to lifespan ; she squeezes him tighter and presses her groin against his pecker. All his fatherly controller vanishes and his judgement fills with incestuous desire for his daughter. They continue to admit each other close and he can feel her mammilla 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 fully grown cleaning lady. His hunger assumes control of his creative thinker and he runs his paw under her t-shirt and begins to fondle her breast while rolling the nipple between his thumb and exponent finger. He leans forward and presses his lips to her neck opening. Her pulse rate beats rapidly in the mineral vein of her neck. He feels a quivering relocation through her body ; her breathing is short and hurried.

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

He doesn't reply. He moves his backtalk from her neck opening to titty and sucks the hard mammilla into his mouth. He flicks it several times with his glossa then begins to gently chew on her nipple. She puts her handwriting on the vertebral column of his chief and pulls him tightly into her breast.

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

He pauses and looks up into her tearing eyes and says,"Do you really want me to lay off ?"

She returns his gaze for a long minute but says cipher. After a second or so, she takes a thick intimation ; letting it out slowly. She closes her eyes and gives her approval by slowly shaking her head ‘ no ’.

Jim continues to wet-nurse and nibble on her bosom as he slides one handwriting up into the leg initiative of her boxer expressive style pj's bottoms. She is not wearing panty. Her vagina is soaking wet and his finger sliding board easily into her bodily cavity. He inserts two fingers and moves them slowly in and out as he gently bites her hard mammilla. Her body milk sickness and his deal flood lamp with her orgasmic juices. He has to maintain her up as her pegleg try to give way under her.

Once the coming passes and she regains use of her legs, Jim drops to his knees while pulling her pj's bottoms to her ankle. She places her hands on his shoulder for proportion as she steps out of her pajamas and kicks them away. Jim kisses her belly button as he makes his way down to her vagina. He notices she has a thin blonde maculation of whisker covering her pubic field. He places his hands on her hip joint and guides her back into a sitting position on the edge of her bed. He kneels between her ramification and pushes them open to grant leisurely access. He leans forward and blows his hot breath on her vagina. She tremble and coos lowly. He spreads her labia receptive with his thumbs and blows his hot breath again. Her clit immediately pokes its straits out of its protective hood. He leans in and shut down his sass around her clit and suck in it into his warm wet backtalk. She slams her thighs shut out trapping Jim's principal and tremble with another orgasm.

Once her orgasm subsides, she releases her thigh and Jim begins slow upward licks on her twat with his unspecific matted tongue. He refers to them as puppy dog licks. He spreads her vagina outdoors again with his quarter round. He begins inserting his tongue like it is his phallus. She pulls his face tightly against her private parts and starts humping and fucking his natural language with her pussy. After a minute of this, she pushes him off as her succeeding coming comes crashing in like a tsunami.

Jim give her a minute to recover and then pulls her up by her hips and repositions her on her hands and knees as he enters her doggie style. He pushes his cock in as far as it will go and her vaginal muscles close on it and starts sucking and milking his hard cock. He pulls his cock almost out, but her vagina traveling bag it and refuses to let it exit. He slowly pushes it back in all the way to her cervix and then repeats the release manoeuvre. Each time her vaginal muscles fight to curb him in. After several minutes of this they both build to the ultimate earth shaking orgasm that they so dearly indigence. When their orgasms finally hitting, Cathy shakes for a moment then falls forward on her stomach. Jim rolls over on his back. Their bodies glisten with sweating as they both lie there panting ; basking in the afterglow of the most amazing and exhausting coming ever.

"I am so blue, babe. It just happened. You are so beautiful I could master myself,"Jim susurration as he struggles to fascinate his breath.

"Its okay, daddy. I wanted it to happen as much as you did,"she answers in a soft comforting vox."Can we do it again tomorrow Night ?"

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

"Can we, dada ?"She urges.

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