Incestuous Tales of the Quarantine

Story One : Quarantined with His Nubile Daughter

By mypenname3000

Copyright 2020

bank note : Thanks to WRC264 for beta reading this !

Three week with no women.

triad weeks with my daughter stuck in my apartment thanks to the quarantine.

I liked my daughter. nether region, I loved my daughter, but having Shannon stuck in the house with me for three week was enough to get on anyone 's spunk. The only exciting station we could go was the grocery store. And you could n't turn that into any huge quantity of time.

My married woman and I were divorced. Even though she was eighteen, she would continue with me on the weekends. She had come over on Friday, a big grin on her face. I enjoyed spending weekends with my daughter. I hooked up with women on weekday nighttime so it did n't halter my elan. And then she got stuck in my space because of the quarantine.

Now it had been three weeks without any action mechanism, and I was getting horny.

Masturbation did n't cut it, and it was concentrated to find any caliber clip to be alone and watch porn with my daughter in the apartment. If she was n't in her own room, she was in the living room. Or the kitchen. She flounced around, bored. I got that, I did, but she was always hovering around.

I was learning how to act upon from home these days. Sitting in my own office, which was just a desk in my sleeping accommodation, and having to do zoom meetings with my coworkers and trying to appease productive when I just wanted to do aught was hard.

She would pop in during get together and disrupt them. It happened to a lot of my coworkers. We were all having to conform, but it was frustrating when she would just dash up and hug me from behind, and complain about being bored.

But what was there to do ? We 'd watched everything on Netflix worth watching. There were only some many times you could put a puzzle together ( once being almost too many times ). We even played Monopoly.

Now at three weeks, it was getting unendurable. I needed to get place, but everyone was scared. No one was supposed to go anywhere. My ex was freaked out. She had a new kid and did n't want Shannon to institute any disease over.

I was so horny.

"daddy, pop !"Claude Shannon shouted, bounding into my bedroom as I sat working on a sales report. Her red hair flying, she threw herself onto my bed wearing only a pair of tight short circuit and a tank top that slid up her belly."I 'm so bored."

"Are n't we all,"I muttered, glancing over at her. When did she get such sleek legs ? I know she was only eighteen, but ... that fetching midriff. I could see her bellybutton. She thrust her bare feet in the air. Her toenails were all gleaming pink.

She had spent the morning painting them. I had hoped it would engross her longer.

"Let 's go to the fund,"she said."We 're running low on stuff."

"I have to get this piece of work done,"I said, staring at her. Green heart, a slender eubstance. Her white meat were advanced, though. They thrust up cupped by her tank top. Was she even wearing a bra ?"I 'm sorry. It 's work."

"But I 'm tire,"she moaned, her legs kicking.

"I know,"I said, trying to be patient role. My turncock was getting so hard. God, what was wrong with me ? Why was I finding my daughter so sexy all of a sudden ? That was n't powerful at all. It was more than a piffling bang up."But I 'll get in fuss if I do n't get this done. Sorry."

"Fine,"she pouted."I 'll go talk with my friends."

"Do n't you have schoolwork you 're supposed to be doing ?"I asked her.

"Did it,"she said. I bet that was a lie, but I did n't care. What her school assigned her looked like such interfering study. Pointless clobber."I 'll let you act upon. But can we go to the storage later ?"

"Yeah,"I said, watching as she rolled off my bed. She scrambled off and then darted out, those shorts hugging her ass.

My daughter had an ass ... Damn.

I swallowed and turned back to the report card, my peter thick and pounding. It swelled the front of my sweatpants. I glanced at the report. I really had to finish that. But it was toilsome to concentrate with my daughter 's body filling my mind.

It started raining. The speech sound drummed on the flame escape outside of my window. The metal grating rattled while my cock throbbed. I struggled my way through the document, my dick screaming at me for relief. No women to revel. No ladies to hook up with on a geological dating app.

The alone woman was ...

I shoved that depraved thought down. I had my deal. It would bear to be enough. I swallowed and just managed to finish the write up. I pushed back from my desk and headed to the restroom. I closed the doorway. Locked it. I would just quickly stroke one out and ...

There on the floor was a twosome of garden pink scanty. It had lace on it. One of my daughter 's. I did n't have it off she had step-in like this. It was somehow both schoolgirlish and sexy at the same time. My putz throbbed hard in my sweatpants.

I picked up the panties. I swallowed. Something feminine and insinuate to tinct. I loved peeling off a woman 's panties and knowing I would be sliding into her slit. I gripped the cloth tight in my hand, the impulse to just wrap it around my stopcock growing in me.

I could just jerk off into her scanty. What was the harm in that ?

They were my girl 's pantie, office of me pointed out.

And ? So what ? It was n't the same as touching her directly. Just something to help get me off. I shoved down my sweat pants. My shaft popped out. thick and throbbing. I wrapped the textile around my shaft. This dire excitement rippled through me.

This was wrongfulness. I knew it was terrible for me to even ponder doing this. These were my daughter 's panties. I had to be a complete sicko to want to do this. I bit my lip, my affectionateness pound in my chest.

I stroked up my prick, the cloth sliding over my gumshoe. This cloth had touched my daughter 's skin. Her pussy. The most familiar character of her. I shuddered as I reached the tip and caressed over the Crown. I groaned at how secure it felt.

Three workweek without getting laid. The long I 'd gone since my wife divorced me.

It was incredible. Amazing. I could—

bang ! KNOCK ! KNOCK !

"pa, hurry up !"my daughter said."And you better not stink it up !"

Fear blastoff through me. I gasped and ripped the panties from my peter. I quickly stuffed them in the dress hamper they had been lying against and ripped up my drawers and sweatpants. They did a vain try to confine my erection in seat, my cock throbbing. I flushed the stool and washed my hired man, so aware of my daughter outside the door.

"Jesus,"I muttered. I had to get a grip. She was my daughter. I should n't even touch her step-in. That was going too far.

I opened the door, and she squeezed by me. I felt her tit rubbing across my thorax. My piddling daughter had titty. I groaned, my peter pounding. I fled to the animation room. If I went into my sleeping accommodation, I knew what I would be doing.

I had to watch something to get my head off of her. Something that was boring. Something that I could n't possibly have an erection through. I turned on the TV, loaded up Netflix, and searched for something to watch.

It felt like all the same junk. The same recommendation as always. I groaned and then just put on a comedy show I 'd seen a dozen multiplication, the IT gang. I leaned back in my recliner, struggling to ignore the pounding in my dick.

Then my girl rushed into the living room and, to my shock, she threw herself on my lap. She planted her tooshie rightfield on my hardon, her peg thrust over the left armrest of my chairperson, her arm going around my neck.

"Shannon ?"I asked, shocked to palpate the plumpness of her seat on my hammer. Then I groaned as she wiggled. She rubbed her butt from incline to side, grinding on me."What are you doing, Claude Elwood Shannon ?"

"Watching TV."She glanced at it."This again ?"

"Yeah,"I said, my dick throbbing beneath her. Could she feel my hardon ? Did she realize I was erect at all ? What would she mean if she did ?"I like it."

She sighed and stared at me. Her rump wiggled across my lap, my dick pounding as she did it. Her Green River eyes studied me with this considering spirit. Then, to my shock, her finger's breadth stroked down my jawline.

It sent this intimate tingling through me. What was she doing ?

Her finger stroked over my cheek, rasping over my stubble, and then stroked my mustache. I learned the ladies liked a sound moustache. She ran her digit through the hair on my upper lip. My dick throbbed harder.

What was she doing ?

"Claude Elwood Shannon ?"I croaked.

"You should produce a quarantine face fungus !"she exclaimed."Your moustache is great, but you could be all grizzly. Get it nice and thick."

"A quarantine beard ?"I asked, sounding more than a little bemused by her idea.

"Yeah !"She wiggled on me some more."A lot of hombre are doing it. It 's what all the girls are into. You could have a dainty and thick one. Be all manly."

"Uh, yeah,"I said, just wanting her to get off my lap before I exploded."A quarantine beard. I 'll retrieve about it."

"good,"she said."I think you 'll look great with one, Daddy."She bounced on my lap and glanced at the TV."Ugh, this appearance sucks."She twisted on me, sliding that backside over my shaft, and then hopped off."If you 're watching TV, your work must be done, so can we go to the depot ?"

"Right,"I groaned, my gumshoe so hard.

We went to the memory, masks on. It was the strange new domain we lived in. My daughter was the just person who would hail close to me. Everyone else stayed back. multitude were starting to look a little wild. No haircuts. No beauty parlor trips for the char. Even my daughter 's hair was beginning to show signal of needing cutting.

We did n't buy much. It was just an excuse to get out of the house. It made her happy. It made me ache. There were a few cleaning lady there, but could I flirt with them ? They all had these skittish smell on their faces like they were afraid I 'd cough on them.

And it was n't corresponding flirting with masks on was something enticing. I could n't see half their faces.

In the end, my daughter and I returned to the abode. I was still hard. Not rampagingly rear, but that throb at the tip of my cock, that itch to stroke it, stayed with me through making dinner party with Claude Shannon, eating it, and watching some TV.

I had more work to do. The job with working from home was you never quite got away from it. Your computer was there with the oeuvre that you could get done. It taunted you, especially in your sleeping room.

That itch for my daughter, however, never went away no matter what I did.

The rain had never relented. It had been going on all day. The jazz was picking up, a tempest sweeping through. I ignored it and stripped naked for bed. I never slept in clothes. I slid into bed, my gumshoe hard.

This was the only chance I had to masturbate.

Lightning flashed out my window as I closed my oculus and stroked my cock. I pumped my hand up and down my dick. I groaned as I loved myself. I wanted to think about that Madeleine chick I had been flirting with before lockdown went into result. Twenty-seven. Big, lifelike titty. blond haircloth. Blue center. Plump lips.

Cock-sucking lips.

I imagined her kneeling before me, her eyes staring up at me as she kissed around the tip of my cock. I groaned at how good it felt. I worked my handwriting faster. My toes curled. I groaned as the ache swelled and swelled.

pappa, let me suck your turncock for you, whispered through my mind.

My fantasy shifted on me. Blonde Madeleine was replaced with my redheaded, barely legal girl. Claude Elwood Shannon 's common eyes sparkled as she opened her mouth spacious and sucked on my dick. I groaned at the tabu image.

My hand stroked faster.

Lightning flashed again. Thunder crackled incisive and aloud as I worked my paw up and down my dick. I could n't stop myself. Claude Elwood Shannon had grown into such a sexy, young woman. She had those round titty and those plump lips.

In my fantasy, she sucked my dick with hunger. She feasted on my dick with the wild lust of an eighteen-year-old daughter. I groaned, knowing this was wrong. I could n't think of my girl like this. She was my own material body and blood, but ...

I needed to cum.

"That 's it,"I breathed, the flashing lightning illuminating my hired hand working up and down my cock."Just suck that tool. Mmm, you want daddy 's cum, do n't you ?"

My tool hurtled toward my eruption. I stroked faster while imagining my daughter blowing me with passion. I sucked in inscrutable breaths, rising towards that climax. I just needed a few more strokes. Lightning blazed outside the window. The glass rattled from the thunder.

"Yes,"I growled. I slid up my dick, second from erupting. From—

Footsteps thudded down the hall and then my door burst surface. Cursing, I pulled up my cover song in time to see Claude Elwood Shannon burst into my bedroom and chuck out herself at me. She wore a tank top and a twosome of panties.

"daddy !"she squealed in fearfulness and burrowed beneath my covers. Her head popped out right next to me. She clung to my body.

"S-Shannon ?"I asked, lying there as clay as a board, my pecker tenting the presence of my cover version. I was so mindful of how naked I was."W-what are you doing ?"

Lightning burst. Her font appeared in the strobing brightness level. The thunder rumbled, and she shrieked, burying her face into my berm. Her dead body trembled beneath mine. Her leg sliding board over my second joint. I felt the embonpoint of her breasts on my slope as she trembled.

"Still ?"I groaned."You 're eighteen."

"Sorry,"she said, her voice tight."It 's just ... Ca n't I sleep in here tonight, dada ? I do n't like it. That audio ..."

"Shannon,"I groaned."You 're eighteen. You have your own bed."

"There 's plenty of way in yours,"she said."You wo n't even know I 'm here, okay. I just ... I know it wo n't get me if you 're in here."

"Lightning does n't get anyone,"I said."It 's not a monster."

"What if it zaps through the window and hits me ?"she asked."At least it 'll probably hit you over me."

"Wait, that 's why you want to slumber with me ?"I asked, aching to hold on masturbating."That 's the dumbest thing I 've heard."

"dada !"she gasped."Do n't you want to protect your little girl by being her lightning shield ?"

I groaned. Her green eyes stared at me. They had a glow about them in the shadow, catching the faint luminosity coming through my window from a streetlamp. I groaned."Fine."

"Thank you !"she said."You wo n't even bed I 'm here."

Then she rolled over, pressing her bum into my English, and hugged one of my big pillows. Her promontory resting on it. I just lay beside her, so cognisant that I was naked. Hard. That her ass was rubbing against me.

I do n't know how foresightful I stared up at the ceiling immobilized by her presence. I swallowed, just wanting to slip out of bed and go to the lav. She shifted a few times, her panty-covered hindquarters rubbing on me.

I felt the affectionateness of her peel. I swallowed. It was growing hot beneath the covers with us both. I should just go to sleep. Or, at least, I should put on some boxers. Cover up. My cock pulsed and throbbed.

theme like masturbating flashed through my head. Stroking off while she slept beside me. And she was sleeping. The lightning had n't come back since I agreed to let her halt. Just the rain and the wind. I could get word her shallow, regular breathing.

She was out.

I rolled over onto my side of meat, facing away from her. My hawkshaw thrust out before me. I closed my oculus to go to catch some Z's. My dick throbbed. Ached. It demanded of me. There was a miss in the bed. A girl that I could enjoy.

That depraved thought grew and grew in my mind. It itched at my thoughts. I shuddered, my pecker impulse and throbbing. I swallowed, needing to keep this lustfulness from overwhelming me. Just go to bed. downslope asleep.

Her ass rubbed into mine. Plump. Warm. I could just rive her panties to the side and—

"No !"I groaned to the dark at that thought. What kind of sick Father was I ? That was my daughter. I could n't ram my cock into her while she slept.

Other ideas filled my mind. I could just ... gibbosity against her ass. Just grinding my cock into her. I could feign I was sleeping if she woke up. Dry-humping would n't even stand for touching her. Not directly. Her step-in would be in the way.

A barrier. That made it less like incest, right ?

I swallowed, my dick throb. Aching. I rolled over, unable to discontinue myself. My cock smacked into her hip. She did n't so a good deal as stir. I shuddered, and then I pressed my dick against her rump. Right on her panty-clad ass. I just had to rub against her now.

I thrust forward. I fought the groan as I dry-humped against my daughter 's ass. She slept, unmindful to her perverted father 's lustfulness. The silkiness of her pantie and the warmth of her prat beneath the fabric felt amazing on my shaft.

Contact.

Physical impinging with a ... a ... a female. A girl. My daughter.

I closed my eyes, trying not to think it was my child missy I was grinding on, but in the dorsum of my mind, I knew it. That was my daughter 's ass I priming against. Only a thin layer of cloth separated us. She slept on oblivious to what I did to her.

It was such a bad dad, but it felt so good.

I fought against groaning ; scared she would wake up. That only helped to do this feel amazing. I groaned, thrusting against her. The ache at the tip of my hawkshaw swelled as I felt the curvature of her rump. I pushed my beam in between her butt-cheeks, sliding through the groove of her crack.

"Going to hell,"I thought, but it felt so good.

I thrust harder and harder. She just kept sleeping. The pressure sensation built fast. It came on me in only a few bit. I groaned as I spurted jizz. The powerful eruption of cum slammed through me. I shuddered, loving every present moment of it.

The pleasure exploded through my thoughts. I shuddered at it. I savored that marvelous eruption of walking on air. My chunk emptied themselves, soaking her clothing. The ecstasy consumed my mentation. I groaned. Hit that peak.

I hovered there, trembling, spurting the shoemaker's last of my cum on my daughter 's ass like a complete degenerate. I groaned at how great it felt. It was amazing. An coming that did n't come from my paw. link with a woman. A young lady. My daughter.

"piece of ass,"I groaned, enfeeblement hitting me hard.

I rolled onto my back and fell into sleep.

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I woke up alone in my bed and the care slapped me. I had molested my daughter. I was gear up for the law to burst in and turn back me. For my daughter to be crying and traumatized. She was n't in bed when I awoke. I swallowed, frightened to leave my bedroom.

But I had to pee.

I pulled on some sweat pants and headed out. I heard the TV on. I peeked into the animation way to rule her eating a bowl of cereal and watching something on Netflix. She gave me a big smile. So ardent and loving. full moon of delight.

"Thanks for letting me sleep in your bed, pa,"she said."I slept so well."

"You did n't, uh, bear in mind me shifting around ?"I asked."I do that a lot. Your female parent hated it."

"I slept great."She grinned at me, her tank top clinging to those round breasts of hers. She sat cross-legged, the front man of the Lapp empurpled panties I had dry-humped finish night molding to her young flesh. She had a cameltoe.

Did my daughter shave her pussy ? Jesus, she was only eighteen.

Relief, however, swept through me. I had gotten away with it. Last dark had been a mistake. A moment of weakness. I vowed it would never occur again, but ... I could n't help but get turned on by my girl over the following few days.

Every time I saw her, she was wearing shorts and a tight top. Sometimes just panties. She would be lying on her belly on the couch, the panties clinging to her ass. My shaft would get hard. throbbing erect. Want to do naughty matter to her.

Just bump against her.

I jerked off into her panties. Twice a day, I would be in the john pumping away and hoping she would n't notice the stains. The cloth felt so honorable. I would rub the privileged genitals against my putz and know that these had been pressed against my daughter 's pussy.

I wanted her. Craved her. Was cleave with her. There was no escape. If I wanted to go for a pass outside, she would be getting dressed to join me. If I needed to go to the foodstuff store to buy something, she would be grabbing my arm, eager to get away from the house.

Quarantine trapped us together.

My thoughts grew Thomas More and more fixated on Claude Shannon. On my girl. Not just dry-humping against her, but kissing her. Sucking on her titties. Eating her youthful twat. Sliding into her soaked pussy.

To sense twat around my prick again would be amazing. I was approaching a month now without fucking a charwoman. My daughter looked Thomas More and Sir Thomas More ripe and succulent with every passing minute. Ideas of seducing her played through my mind.

"You 'll go to remand,"I muttered, staring at her lying on her stomach on the lounge watching TV, her pegleg thrust up in the air, her toes flexing. kickshaw toes I could blow."Real prison house, Epistle of James. period that."

I salivated for her. Lusted for her.

A week after the storm, I was asleep when the rumble of lightning woke me up. My cock went hard with this Pavlovian response. A thunderstorm. Did that mean that my daughter would come eternal sleep with me ? That I would get another opportunity to dry-hump against her ?

I had n't hurt her by doing that. She had n't even known.

Lightning flooded my room with sodding light. The thunder boomed, windows rattling. That one was close. A shriek fusillade from my daughter 's room. Then her door crashed open. The thudding footsteps. She did n't even rap. She just throw out my door open air and threw herself beneath the covers.

Another flash and she shrieked, clinging to me. I groaned, my shaft thrusting up hard. She was so finis to touching it as she cowered against me. I felt her soundbox and knew I would be getting off tonight. She whimpered as the lightning moved away.

"S-sorry, Daddy,"she said.

"Do n't be,"I answered, my part throaty. I felt that thirst in me."You can slue into my bed whenever you need it."

She let out a longsighted sigh."Thank you, Daddy."

I just grinned and knew I would n't give birth to wait long. Just for her to fall asleep. She clung to me for a few more import and then she rolled off of me. This time, she stayed on her back. She did n't wheel over onto her side.

That was a problem.

It was absolved she had fallen asleep after 20 minutes. I pulled back the covers and stared at her. She wore a armored combat vehicle top that looked too small for her, molding to her round boob. Her panties fit tight. My centre had adjusted, a streetlight pouring decent light through my bedroom window for me to see. My girl quivered there, her breasts rising and falling. Her scanty ...

Her step-in molded to her kitty lips.

I licked my brim as I stared at that succulent pip. I licked my back talk. I salivated for her. I just hungered to eat her bitch. To lick and lap at her. This impulse sank heavily on me. I swallowed. That would be going too far, but ...

I could n't dry-hump her ass if she was on her belly. Could I roll up her over ?

What if she woke up ?

I knew she was a heavy sleeper, but if she woke up, then I would n't get to grind on her. She might go back to her own bed. So I sat there, my prick throbbing before me, watching her quietus, hoping she would roll onto her side.

The red numbers on my digital clock slowly changed as I waited and waited. I kept staring at her. Those tits. That cameltoe. I hungered so very much for her. Would it really be bad to thrash my niggling young lady 's pussy ?

I bet she got horny, too.

I could give her something skillful. She was a heavy sleeper. I could just munch on her pussy. feast on her while she dreamed. My hands clenched and relaxed. My affectionateness hammered in my chest. This was so wrong. So hump up.

"That 's your daughter, James,"I muttered."Your daughter."

I licked my lips.

"Exactly,"I whispered back to myself."Does n't she deserve to have a nice climax ? We 're stuck together. bear to facilitate each other out. What 's the injury in it ?"

"Prison. She 'll detest me."

"She 'll never know !"

I shuddered at that thought. She never realized I had dry-humped against her. I could eat out her pussy and then just have it off my cock against her panties. Just lie on her and do more grinding. She did n't accept to be on her side for me to do that.

I surrendered to my lust. They were too secure. With care not to agitate her, I moved between my sleeping daughter 's thigh. I swallowed, staring at her cunt molded by those sexy pantie. I licked my lips, so hungry to lick her out. To eat her. I just had to press my back talk down into her cunt and nuzzle at her. She would cum hard.

That would be exciting.

My spit flicked over my mouth. I planted my hands on her thighs. I stroked up and down her hot flesh. I shuddered at how tender she felt. I groaned, my sum pounding in my thorax as I stroked my hands up her legs.

"You 're gorgeous, Shannon,"I whispered, her red hair fanned over my pillow. Her breasts rose slowly.

My hands reached her crotch. I licked my sassing as I caressed the leg hole of my daughter 's panty. I was on the border of sliding over her voider and detrition at her pussy through the thin trade protection. I breathed in deeply, smelled her jasmine shampoo and her vanilla lotion.

My backtalk salivated.

I slid my digit across the crotch of her panties. I rubbed up and down her, pushing my knuckle into her. She kept sleeping as I felt her puss lips. God, she was shaved. My girl shaved her snatch. That was insane. Was she sexually fighting ? Did she have a swain I did n't know about ? Was she horny and missing him ?

I stroked up and down her pussy, watching her face. She kept breathing her drumhead turned to the right. Her nipples hardened. I watched them poke against the thin tank top. They were small button that I could play with.

But I was at her pussy.

A warmth bled through her pantie. Her excitation. My finger grew wet. I pulled it back, dew gleaming on it. I breathed in, and a new musk filled my nose. Tangy. The aroma of her arousal. My tongue flicked across her backtalk

I pressed my fount down. I rubbed into her panties and breathed in. I groaned at the aroma of her. The judicious odour of my daughter 's twat. That tangy delectation. I licked up her inset, tasting the fabric and the tangy look of her pussy.

She whimpered.

I froze.

I stared up her organic structure, but she just kept lying there. Her breasts rose and fell. She was n't moving. Was n't coming awake. It was just a whine. A sigh. She made sounds in her nap. She slurred something, speech production in her quietus for a moment.

She was probably dreaming.

I grinned."I 'll give you something special to dream about, Shannon."

I licked at her panty again. I stroked my spit up the fabric, feeling her slit through the cloth. She was definitely shaved. That was so wild. I bathed the inset of her panties with my saliva. I lapped up and down her incision, reveling in this thrill.

Her tangy flavor grew and grew. Her white meat rose and fell. I watched them, savoring the way her cooler top cupped them. She had such a lovely pair. C-cups. Round and perky and just begging to be played with.

But I had her pussy to eat.

I kissed at her panties. I sucked her lemonlike slit cream through the cloth. A woman 's delight. My girl 's incestuous Passion of Christ. Lust surged through me. My hawkshaw ached and throbbed as I nibbled up and down her panties.

"fucking,"I breathed."Shannon, you 're so sexy."

No answer. Still sleeping.

I slid my fingerbreadth into her leg trap and groaned as I touched my daughter 's shaved pussy directly. I caressed over her plump vulva and found her tight slit. Juices coated my finger. She was so hot and wet. She needed this.

I yanked her pantie to the English. The tangy odor of her pussy swelled. My darkness-adjusted eyes could see her tight snatch. That pair of virginals vulva, a girlish quim. I kissed my daughter 's twat. Right on her slit. I tasted her tangy juices directly.

I did n't die. God did n't smite me and send me to hell. No cop bursts burst through the door.

I shuddered and then I licked her again. And again. I lapped at her twat. I slid my tongue up and down her snap. My tongue caressed her hot human body. I stroked up and down that sloshed slit, just grazing her at first.

Then I pressed into her folds. I felt the texture of her labia. The sleekness of her slit lips. They were so hot against my tongue and lips. Felt so unbelievable. She whimpered again. But she kept sleeping. She did n't waken up.

"You 're having a risque dreaming, are n't you ?"I whispered and then lapped at her twat again. I slid up her slit, gathering up her incestuous juices."Yeah, you are. Mmm, let Daddy give you a well one. An amazing one."

She whimpered. Such a cute sound.

I dug my spit into her channel and stroked across a membrane. I froze. I pushed on it. She had her virginal membrane still. She was a virgin, but she shaved her pussy ? Did girls her age just all shave their pussies ? A shudder ran through me.

That was hot.

I licked at her hymen and stroked her fold. I caressed over a little bud. Her clit. I 'd line up my girl 's clit. I flicked it. She whimpered louder. I smiled, wanting to give my girl such a delicious dream.

Then I would dry hump on her. Just rub my turncock against her pussy lips. I had to feel that twat against my cock. That would be arrant. No panty in the way. I kept them yanked to the side as I licked at her virgin twat.

Her juice tasted even better without anything in the way.

It turned me on to eat her cherry pussy.

Her female parent was n't a virgin our first time. Fucking whore. But not my Shannon. She would n't be a whore. Oh, no, she was my child girl. Just my adorable daughter. She was utter.

I licked harder at her slit. I feasted on her, brushing her button over and over again. I could do this all day. Her breathing speed. Her bosom rose and fell. They were so beautiful to check even covered up. I stared at them as I devoured her tangy cream.

My knife swirled around her clitoris. I fluttered about it. Then I sealed my lips about it and sucked on her. She gasped and bucked. Her moans echoed through the room. It resounded about us. She gripped her thighs, her sleepy passion was a delight.

I did n't fear her waking up. I just kept sucking on her button. Her dead body pinch. Her whimpers grew louder and louder. She must be having a great wet dream. An exciting one. Her pussy succus coated my brim and ran down my chin.

"You 're so gorgeous,"I moaned."So tasty.

My dick throbbed. I needed to make Shannon cum so I could dry-hump her. Just grinding my cock up and down her puss. Maybe I 'd weigh my tip against her hymen. Just for a bit. Just to feel a cherry cunt for once in my life.

I would n't do more than that.

I sucked hard on my sleeping daughter 's clit. Her headspring rolled from side to side. Her thigh twitched beside me. She whimpered louder. I knew her sexual climax had to be almost on her. I wanted her cream to gush into my mouth.

Then she gasped in her sleep.

Her pussy pick gushed out.

A river of tangy, incestuous passion poured into my lips. I drank my girl 's virgin juices down like I was a athirst man in the desert. I had found my oasis. I closed my optic as her body trembled. I reveled in this wicked moment.

My gumshoe ached to be in my little girl. To just iron out on her cherry tree and ... and ...

I could n't bonk her, right ?

God, she was wet, though. Just so juicy. I drowned in her pick. Her dead body 's shudders died down, her orgasm subsiding. I just gave her bliss. Got her all ready. It was the perfect time for her to mislay her virginity.

Better me than some asshole guy who did n't care about her, right ?

I loved Shannon. She was my baby girl. I wanted what was best for her. A painless showtime time.

I squeezed my centre shut and ripped my head from her genitals."Christ,"I muttered."Am I ... ?"

I gripped my cock and brought it closer and closer and closer to her shaved, virgin puss. My finger held her panties to the side. I stared right at her cunt. I licked my back talk, the hunger for my daughter growing and growing in me.

I just had to ram into her. Just a single thrust, and I would cause my daughter 's virginity. I would have it away her while she slept. I made her cum. She could do the same for me, right ?

"She trusts you,"I groaned and pressed my stopcock against her pussycat."Do n't do this, James."

I shuddered at the spirit of her warm, wet figure against my peter. A shudder ran through me. This heat shot up my shaft. My egg tightened. It was heavenly. A hungry moan rose from my throat. I shuddered as I savored this bliss.

I moved my putz down to her hymen. I felt the barrier protecting her kitty-cat from my shaft. Her untouched profoundness awaited. If I did n't do it, some dickhead boy would. He 'd do a piss-poor job, weaken her heart when he did n't call back, and just treat her like shit.

She deserved better.

"bastard,"I groaned, wanting to squeeze. I mean, what was the hurt if I just pushed forward and I did it ? Would she even live ? daughter broke their hymens doing other things all time, right ?

I pushed against that membrane. I felt it stretching. I shuddered, wanting to be in her so much. Her facial expression scrunched up. She whimpered. Her body twitched. I swallowed, fear and lust warring inside of me. The conflict built and built and built.

I had n't had pussy in a month.

She was wet. Available. She loved me. She would require to facilitate me out. I made her cum first. I deserved this.

I thrust hard.

My daughter 's cherry popped.

I gasped as I slid into her pussy. column inch after inch after amazing inch of her pussy engulfed my cock. A tight, silklike, beat Eden. Way better than that Madeleine whore. Or those former women. This was a virgin twat.

My girl 's eighteen-year-old pussy.

I groaned as I leaned down, sinking Thomas More and more of my dick into her pussy. Her hot soma caressed my tip, that silken friction sending delight rushing down to my clump. She whimpered, her nose twitching. I leaned over her, staring down at her font. I bottomed out in my little girl.

Her eyes opened.

I froze.

She blinked and then stared up at me."Daddy ?"

"It 's just a pipe dream,"I told her, panic hurry through me. I waited for her to scream. To buck in panic."A naughty, sexy dream."

"Mmm, pop,"she moaned, this throaty phone of delight."What a Nice dream."

Then she kissed me. My daughter kissed my brim coated in her juices. She bought it. She thought this was a dream. She must be still coming out of her sleep, thinking this was a law of continuation of the sex ambition my pussy licking had given her.

I kissed her with passion. I thrust my tongue into my girl 's mouth. I sank my weigh down on her, feeling her boobs through her army tank top, her nipples hard. Her thigh slid around my waist. She held me, kissing me back, whimpering.

I drew back my cock. Her hot flesh clung to my aching shaft. We both moaned.

I pumped away at my daughter 's slit. I made such sugared love life to my little daughter. It was amazing. Fantastic. I loved every import of being in her. I savored every last second of pumping away at my little missy 's bewilder twat.

Our tongues danced together. They swirled and whirled about the other. It was amazing to enjoy. I groaned, kissing her with rage. This was incredible. I pumped away at her, driving my peter into her cunt with powerful strokes.

Her pussy clung to me. She held me tight. It was amazing to savor. I groaned into her mouth, kissing her with all the passion I had. She kissed me back. She swirled her tongue through my mouth. I loved her. I savored kissing my daughter. I never wanted this to stop.

She whimpered, her lip kissing me back with hunger. I pumped away at her. I fucked into her snatch with passion. With heavily shot. I groaned, loving the feel of her goof wrapped around me. My Ball smacked into her taint.

I slid my manus up her sides. I pressed beneath her tank top. I broke the kiss so I could slide up and grope her teat. I squeezed her boobs. She stared up at me, her green eyes looking so angry. Her arms went around my neck.

"dada !"she moaned, her pussy clenching around me."Oh, dad, yes, yes, you 're making lovemaking to me."

"Yes, Claude Elwood Shannon,"I groaned."Is n't it a rattling dream ?"

"Uh-huh !"she gasped, her pussy clenching around my dick.

I shuddered, savoring her hot flesh being wrapped around me. She felt incredible. Just a joy for me to enjoy it. I pumped away at her with severely chance event. I buried into her twat again and again. I slammed to the hilt in her.

My dick throbbed in her puss. Her pussy squeezed about me while I groped her tit beneath her tank top. She stared up at me with such delight in her eyes. She humped back into my push, the bed creaking.

"pa, dada !"she moaned. It sounded so naughty."Oh, Daddy, I love you. I love you so much !"

"I love you, too !"I groaned, thrusting into her cunt."Claude Elwood Shannon. You 're so sexy."

She beamed at me.

"So perfective. So gorgeous."I squeezed her nipple."Just adorable."

Her pussycat squeezed about my cock as I pulled back. The suck was incredible. I groaned, loving the way her flesh massaged me. Her hot cunt gripped me, teasing me. Her bit felt hungry for my cum.

For my incestuous seed to pump into her twat. I thrust harder and harder into her cunt. I buried into her with powerful strokes. She groaned, clenching down on me with her juicy snatch. My daughter 's bit felt incredible about me.

"Oh, Daddy, yes, yes !"she moaned."Oh, that 's honorable. That 's astound. pa !"

"Yes,"I panted, squeezing both her plump tits.

I drove hard into her. The aching swelled at the tip of my cock. The mighty irruption of cum building in my chunk. They smacked into her pulp every time I buried into her tight, sweet slit. I groaned at her sleek embrace about my shaft.

I rubbed at her tit with my quarter round. She gasped, her font scrunching up and her pussy tightening around my dick. I liked that a lot. She whimpered, her arms shifting around my neck opening. I drove into her pussy.

I filled up my daughter 's cunt.

"Yes !"Shannon gasped."dad !"

She squealed in delight while her pussy went wild around me. I thrust into her bitch, groaning at the feel of her hot flesh spasming around me. That wonderful massage swelled the pressure in my testis. I growled, about to erupt in her.

"Oh, Daddy, yes !"she squealed, her arms around my neck pulling me down.

I slipped my workforce out from beneath her army tank top to osculate her hard on the backtalk. I thrust my tongue into her sassing. She whimpered and shuddered beneath me, her purulent writhing around my cock. I pumped harder at her. Faster.

I could severalize her cunt wanted my jizz. My nut tightened, smacking into her taint as I kissed my infant little girl. Her eighteen-year-old snatch brought me right to the edge. I groaned as I thrust to the hilt in her. I buried in deep.

Erupted.

I broke the buss and growled,"Shannon !"

"dad !"she squealed, my jizz jetting into her vitiate pussy."You 're cumming in me !"

"I am,"I groaned."I love you, Shannon !"

"passion you !"she moaned.

The joy fired out of my cock. Each extravasation of jizz slammed bliss into my idea. It felt amazing. Stars burst across my vision. They danced around her smiling face. Her cunt writhed around me, milking me. She worked out my cum.

I filled her kitty-cat with my incestuous seed. I groaned as I spurted a final meter in her. I hit that crest of my pleasure. I hung there, drinking in the blissfulness. I sucked in breaths, my fondness pounding. The blood rushed through my veins.

"Oh, Daddy,"she whimpered, her kitty-cat 's spasms dying down."That was amazing."

"Yes,"I groaned and rolled off of her. I just fucked my daughter.

She snuggled up against my position."Mmm, that was a great dream."She rested her drumhead on my shoulder."I hope I have it every night."

"I think you will,"I said, stroking her head.

"Good."

I closed my eyes and smiled. Being quarantined with my eighteen-year-old girl was n't so bad at all. It definitely had its fringe benefit. I held my daughter to me as I drifted off to slumber.

The END of this Incestuous Tale of the Quarantine