Jim and Lucy have three uprise daughters ; all of them beautiful, and all of them married to older men. Each daughter had initially married someone their own age, only to replace them after a couple class with someone closer to their Dad's age. There may be a hide message in that fact, but who knows. It can be truthfully said that never during the fourth dimension the young woman lived at abode with their Dad, did he ever entertain the thoughts of fucking any one of them. He was their male parent and was raised that incest is a sin.

He has strict rules in his theatre and they follow them. He did not want the temptations that naked or scantily cloak Loretta Young females can have. Now don't get the damage impression ; he isn't a tyrant or a dictator, out to smother their feminine good luck charm or personalities. As Edward Young children they were always allowed to roam around the house in their pajama, but the jammies couldn't be provocative. They were allowed to have on cotton fiber pajamas tops that were either long sleeve or short sleeve ; and cotton plant jammies bottoms that were either long leg or scant. Jim also didn't want to totally repress their feminine indigence to feel beautiful and aphrodisiac. So, after they were teenagers and had that motivation to palpate Thomas More feminine and adult ; they were also allowed to fag sexy nightie, but covered with a gown if they wandered outside of their chamber when he was in the house.

Everything went smoothly under his rule, but he had to accept that his middle daughter, Cathy, did present some challenges for him. She is blond and beautiful just like her mother. In fact she is almost a carbon written matter of her mother. Both are curvaceous and lean, with foresighted blonde curly hair's-breadth and weigh about the same. The other two girls have equally prissy name, but drear brown fuzz like their Dad. Cathy has the great breasts of his three daughter. He knows her size because he picked up one of her bras from the bathroom floor 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 acknowledge no subject what she wears. Her pet T-shirt especially emphases her voluptuousness, but her Dad always insists she wear a gown if she roams around the theatre dressed in that manner. When she wears a clit up typecast pajama top her boob will deform against the buttons and creates a belittled congregation where anyone can see her bare rounded white meat. A few times Jim has gotten a coup d'oeil at her mamilla. 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 gamey morals than to dishonour her like that.

Cathy had been in her indorse married for about six class when she decides it wasn't going to work and she needed to get a divorce. Jim had advised her not to marry the S.O.B. in the first place. The kickoff meter Jim meets him he senses bad vibes from him. It turns out her second husband is a real dominance addict. He not only wants to hold in all of her free time, he also wants to take wide mastery of her paycheck. She had to get his permission to buy anything. He even made her house over ascendance to him of her 401k at her place of employment. When Jim hears this he tells her to allow for him and make out back home until everything is settled.

Cathy moves back into her old bedroom up stairs. That bedroom is almost like having a disjoined apartment because the way has its own private bathing tub. She settles in with her parents and prepares for a long divorce battle with this crawling. The first night back home, Cathy, comes down to watch TV with her forefather and her mother. She is dressed for bed which consists of a tight fitting white T-shirt and boxer type jammies bum. It did not really comply with the pyjama ruler of her youth. Jim doesn't say anything because she is a grow adult female now and had adopted this type of sleepwear while attending college. Her manner of dress does have its sultry affect on Jim, but he decides it is up to him to control his emotions and let her wearing apparel as she pleases. He has difficultness keeping his eyes from wandering to her breast. The besotted t-shirt dialect every breaking ball of her pep pill body. Any normal man would have got trouble preventing an erection.

Often when the family watches ‘ R rated'movies in the eve, and especially during certain lovemaking scenes, Cathy's nipples become hard and very obvious. Jim always has job hiding his unceasing hard-on when that happens. He can't even get up to go to the lav without first finding a way to overcompensate his erections. He is almost sure his married woman and daughter have both noticed his problem at one time, or another.

Since Cathy was a small-scale child, she makes it a habit to always give her father a big hug before going to bed. She always puts her white meat squarely against his chest and squeezes him rattling tight. Jim doesn't know if she realizes it, or not, but sometimes her pap are hard and poke into his chest of drawers. As she gets quondam and her white meat get larger he notices it more and more, but quietly enjoys the feel. 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 squeeze him real tight. She presses her inguen tightly against his jetty. 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 fork. It just happened. Lucy has a shocked expression on her face, but says nix. Cathy sees her look and pulls away quickly, rushing up to her bedroom. No mention of that incident is every spoken by any of them. Jim is so mortified by the accident, the next nighttime he slips away to bed before giving his daughter a thoroughly night hug. The next daybreak he finds she is highly offended by his slipping away without the customary hug. He makes a mental note to be more measured not to let that happen again.

One night recently, while Cathy watches one of her favorite TV shows ; Lucy and Jim sit in the den, reading their favorite Holy Writ. Around nine o'clock, Lucy decides to go to bed ahead of time. She kisses Jim good night and quietly slips away to the bedroom. Jim continues to register and Cathy continues to look out her TV shows. Around eleven o'clock Jim's heart start burning from the reading and he goes to the passkey bathroom for eye drib. He decides to plane and get set for bed. He puts on his pajamas then remembers he had not given Cathy her habitual good 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 broken about the absence of the good nighttime hug. He slowly makes his way up to her way. He can see her pouting and roughly jerking the natural covering back on her bed. He raps lightly on her door. When she looks up he mouths,"I'm sorry."She smiles and apparent movement 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 come asleep without giving my Baby girl a serious night hug,"he says as he approaches and holds his arms open for the customary hug.

Cathy eagerly rushes into his undefended weapon system. He immediately feels her hard tit poke against his chest and ‘ it just happened ’. His putz give to lifetime ; she squeezes him tighter and presses her inguen against his tool. All his fatherlike control vanishes and his nous fills with incestuous desire for his daughter. They continue to arrest each other close and he can experience her tit indurate even more as she presses and grinds her hips harder against his throbbing twitching cock.

In his idea she is no longer his daughter, but a sexy desirable wide grown charwoman. His thirst assumes control of his mind and he runs his hand under her t-shirt and begins to fondle her breast while rolling the nipple between his thumb and index finger digit. He leans forward and presses his lip to her cervix. Her pulse beats rapidly in the veins of her neck. He feels a quiver move through her torso ; her breathing is suddenly and hurried.

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

He doesn't answer. He moves his oral cavity from her neck to boob and sucks the punishing nipple into his sassing. He flicks it several meter with his tongue then begins to gently chew on her nipple. She puts her bridge player on the back of his oral sex and pulls him tightly into her breast.

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

He pauses and looks up into her tearing heart and says,"Do you really want me to blockade ?"

She returns his gaze for a yearn consequence but says nothing. After a second or so, she takes a deep breathing spell ; letting it out slowly. She closes her centre and gives her approval by slowly shaking her head ‘ no ’.

Jim continues to suck and nibble on her breast as he slides one helping hand up into the leg hatchway of her boxer expressive style pyjama bottoms. She is not wearing panties. Her vagina is soaking wet and his digit swoop easily into her cavity. He inserts two finger's breadth and moves them slowly in and out as he gently bites her intemperate teat. Her body shake and his hand floods with her orgasmic juices. He has to hold up her up as her legs try to collapse way under her.

Once the orgasm passes and she regains use of her pegleg, Jim drops to his knees while pulling her pyjama freighter to her ankle. She places her hands on his shoulder joint for remainder as she steps out of her pajama and kvetch them away. Jim kisses her belly push button as he makes his way down to her vagina. He notices she has a thin blonde patch of hair covering her pubic arena. He places his hands on her hip and guides her vertebral column into a sitting position on the edge of her bed. He kneels between her leg and pushing them open to grant easier access. He leans forward and blows his hot breathing time on her vagina. She shivers and coos lowly. He spreads her labia open with his thumbs and blows his hot breathing time again. Her clitoris immediately pokes its head out of its protective hood. He leans in and closes his backtalk around her clit and sucks it into his lovesome wet mouth. She slams her thighs unopen trapping Jim's forefront and handclasp with another orgasm.

Once her orgasm subsides, she releases her thighs and Jim begins slow upward licks on her slit with his broad monotone tongue. He refers to them as puppy dog biff. He spreads her vagina open again with his quarter round. He begins inserting his knife like it is his penis. She pulls his side tightly against her crotch and starts humping and fucking his tongue with her kitty. After a minute of this, she pushes him off as her following orgasm 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 hand and knees as he enters her doggy 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 laborious cock. He pulls his dick almost out, but her vagina grips it and refuses to let it exit. He slowly pushes it back in all the way to her cervix uteri and then repeats the exit maneuver. Each time her vaginal muscles fight to restrain him in. After several minute of arc of this they both build to the ultimate earth shaking orgasm that they so dearly need. When their orgasm finally hitting, Cathy shakes for a minute then falls forward on her stomach. Jim rolls over on his back. Their eubstance glisten with sweat as they both lie there panting ; basking in the afterglow of the most astonishing and exhausting orgasm ever.

"I am so regretful, Baby. It just happened. You are so beautiful I could control myself,"Jim whispers as he struggles to catch his breath.

"Its OK, Daddy. I wanted it to happen as a great deal as you did,"she answers in a voiced comforting voice."Can we do it again tomorrow night ?"

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

"Can we, Daddy ?"She urges.

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