Day One : noon It was on a hot July Friday that John and his daughter Julia got into the crime syndicate car and began the longsighted road trip. Their destination was Confederacy Carolina, about a 15-hour drive.

Julia had not seen her full cousin in two years and she wanted to chew the fat them. John took off from study, using Friday and Mon as his holiday days. The plan was for her father to take her there, detain there Saturday through the dark, and drive back home.

They started their foresighted journey at noon on Friday.

Day One : 3 PM

At 3 PM that same day, Ben Newsome went into his office. It was only the second time all day that he actually had some free clock time. There had been an all-day coming together that just ended. It was the first prison term all day that the department handler got a luck to call Helen Herbert, one of his subordinates.

'' Did they get to it ? '' he asked.

'' Yeah, they 're off, '' she confirmed.

'' Are we still on ? '' he queried.

'' dinner party at seven, '' she responded.

Ben felt heat within his crotch. Only twice before in his life did he sustain a chance to bed a white bitch. Although this was ostensibly only a dinner invitation, he was planning for a lot Thomas More. After all, she made sure that her married man and daughter were going to be away.

Ben was terribly aegir. Fucking a tie woman who was whitened had a tremendous air of fervour about it. In increase, Helen happened to be the best looking girl in the berth. She was about 30 years old and he had been trying to sweet lecture her for a couple of years. Every guy in the office wanted to collar her but she seemed 'untouchable'... a 'happily married char'. Only she would recognise why she had finally decided to succumb to Ben 's advances.

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The truth was that sex between Helen and her hubby had waned. nigh of the time, King John did not get menage from work until after 9 PM and by then, he was too exhausted to do anything. Helen, on the other hand, still had substantial sexual desires that she was forced to put a damper on. Moreover, she definitely was having a hard clock time doing so.

She often rented hard-core movies, trying to bestir her husband 's interest, but only had limited success getting him worry in her. She even bought a couple of the movies to assure that there was always one on deal if she felt that John was useable and needed some extra blarney. However, his lack of interest was not because of lack of desire, it was because of overwork.

Unfortunately for Helen, it did not matter what the reasons were for her hubby 's apparent personnel casualty of intimate appetite, more and Sir Thomas More she was having a hard time handling the problem. One of the reasons could be blamed directly on herself. A collateral event of her getting the XXX rated movies to entice him was that she often found herself sexually aroused from watching them, and when she could not get St. John matter to ( which was almost always ) she was left gamy and dry. She would be forced to fuck off and that only increased her frustration.

Moreover, as the sexual foiling got risky, the usual ogling from her male coworkers began to finally take its cost. All of her sprightliness she had been able-bodied to neglect attempts to 'hit on her'. Now she started to take some notice. She even occasionally fantasized about one of her Male coworkers while masturbating. For almost a year she had been going through this struggle while, at the same prison term, she had been watching dissimilar XXX rated telecasting at least twice a week and getting herself worked up and frustrated. She was even, at fourth dimension, masturbating while watching some of these pic when she was alone.

She did not know for sure how this thing with her and her boss had gotten this far. It was a combination of matter. In the past, when he looked at her soundbox with obvious desire in his eyes, she had been able to ignore his ogling. In fact, she was originally repulsed, because she did not particularly like black men. She thought that they were 'gross'.

Then one day she and a few of the girlfriend in the power were talking and kidding. They had been talking about different people in the office when one of them made credit that Howie Woodrow Charles Herman had lost constituent of his member through an chance event. They began kidding about how small-scale he must now be when one of the blackened girls said that maybe Ben could bring some of his to Howie. It was then that this girl and another coworker divulged the rumour that their manager happened to be the most give ear guy in the firm.

It was a dyad of night after that that Helen re-rented a movie that she had rented a few months earlier. The maiden clock time around she had stopped watching when she saw a blackened stud getting ready to screw a white girl. Just the melodic theme had turned her off, and when she had seen the size of the guy 's schlong, she stopped the magnetic tape and rewound it.

Now she was suddenly intrigued. This time she played it all the way through, and she was absolutely fascinated by the huge, black putz. She masturbated while watching it. After her climax, she continued to look out the movie to the end. In gain, she began to inquire if Ben 's was that big.

Her boss was like every other guy in the office. He had the 'hots'for Helen. Being part of management, he should have avoided it, but he could not help but to depend at the secretary 's sensational consistency. He had seen motion-picture show of Marilyn Monroe and, at least to him, this girl had an eerie law of similarity to the white legend. In addition, as he looked and talked to her over the months Ben began to sense that she was becoming vulnerable to his bullshit.

Day One : 4-5 PM

At about 4 PM they pulled off to a rest station. When Julia came out of the comfort station, she was ashen-faced. She asked her Father to pull in off the main road and to find a drug shop, saying that she had a stomach-ache. John persisted in asking further questions and finally found out that his daughter was apparently having her period.

They got to a memory board where she waited while he went inside for her and brought the thing that she wanted. Then they drove off to line up her another rest room.

It was about 5 PM when the girl asked her father if he would beware if they canceled the trip. He immediately turned around and headed back. He kept asking how she was feeling and the girl smiled bravely at her dad.

During the ride back, John kept looking over at her. He found it intemperate to believe that his missy is grown up. Where had the days gone, he silently wondered ? Yet, looking at her, he was most surprise with himself that he had not noticed until now. He had always known that his daughter had that awesome dish that everyone made mention to, but finding out that she had started to physically fill out, was what had now caught him off guard.

Now, as he kept turning to calculate at her, he not only saw a adolescent girl that was as 'cute as a whiplash'but he also saw that Julia had actually has breasts, and that her pegleg were starting to flesh themselves out.

Day One : 7 PM

Helen had no intention of being seen out at a restaurant with a black man, even if it was her hirer. She made dinner at dwelling and Ben showed up at precisely 7 PM. Ostensibly, the purpose of the dinner party was to hash out her future at the firm.

All through the beginning of the meal, she fumbled in the conversation. She had never before cheated on her married man and she was going through with this with sundry look. Ben sensed her trepidation and did not push the issue. Yet, he made sure that he did not avoid eyeballing her organic structure appreciably, in a non-threatening manner.

She had served the dinner with wine-colored, hoping that the alcohol would loosen her up as it tended to do. As a matter of fact, Ben made surely that she drank the social lion 's share of the nursing bottle while he only sipped his. Soon she began to unlax. She saw her honcho looking her over and she began to sense a nervous excitement.

Ben was too chic to protrude the ball rolling but this ploy made for an awkward showtime. Finally, toward the end of dinner Helen had been able to deform the conversation in the steering that she had been hoping. First, they started talking of some of the rumors in the office of their coworkers ( who was fooling around with whom ) and that seemed to be the cancel lead-in to their dilemma. Helen of Troy brought up the rumor of John Ross Peterson and Sally Romano. Betsy Ross was black and sally was white.

Ben and Helen then began talking about black and white relationships. By the clock time that dinner party ended, they were revealing choice morsel of their own lives. They headed for the living elbow room. She made them each a drink and she sat down at the opposite end of the couch from where he was sitting. She turned on the TV and switched to a movie on HBO.

She asked if he would favour watching a movie from their video collection. He asked what film that she might experience and she listed the few that they owned. As he was about to reply, she added with feigned overplus that it was interesting that they had been talking about black and white relationships because she had just seen something in a picture that had surprised her.

She lied and said that her hubby rented and bought XXX rated moving picture and that one of his motion-picture show was about mixed sex and she wondered how that could be a turn-on for either a white person or a black person. Ben suggested that she put it on so that he could yield his opinion. They both knew that this was a game but it was the best way that she knew how to make headway to the next level.

Helen found the videotape and inserted it into the VCR. Then she sat back on the couch and pushed the play button on the remote.

Day One : 9 PM

The moving picture was halfway over. On the silver screen, the big black-market stud was shoving his cock into the White person little girl while on the couch, Ben had pushed Helen of Troy back and he was now on top of her. She had one leg up on the couch and the former on the floor. He was between her legs and her wench had rode up highschool on her second joint. Her header was back on the arm-rest.

Ben 's big-lipped backtalk was on hers and his tongue was darting in and about the hot-aired wetness. Her bra was pushed up off her breasts and his huge hands were squeezing on her hot pulp while his index and thumbs were pinching and rubbing at the protruding nipples.

Helen of Troy was moaning as her mouth was wide unfold and gasping for more of this man. She felt the ponderosity of his shaft in his pants pushing into her crotch and she pushed back at him. She had fantasized for workweek now about this moment. She wanted her boss'cock. She was hot to palpate and see a ignominious cock in her cunt.

Her bridge player were pulling frantically at his head ; her mouth sucking wildly on his lips and tongue. Then he pulled his mouth from hers and stood. At the same time Helen was quickly undressing on the sofa as he opened his shirt slowly. Her oculus would not depart him. She was so libertine that she had already kicked off her pantie and was lying back nude by the time that he began to campaign his trunks down and off his long, muscled brown legs.

She gasped at the hatful of his huge black turncock. His eyes strayed over her white consistence as he stepped out of his shorts.

'' ejaculate on Ben ... Hurry ... Hurry ... ''

He had wanted this gripe for so long that he could not believe how hot she was for him at that moment. Her lustful eyes were transfixed on his pecker and he could sense desperation in her to get him into her.

He hurried back down between her set off legs. Her middle looked down at the Brobdingnagian bat of flesh. She likened its size of it to that of her married man 's arm from elbow to fist. She was afraid yet she felt a wanton need for this big vast thing to enter her.

The little girl on the TV screen was moaning loudly and as Ben pushed his Negro cock into Helen, she moaned just as loud. She had never been penetrated by anything so wide and he was having a difficult sentence piercing through the pussy sassing. As his pecker spread her bitch jam and entered into her pulsing cunt she clutched wildly at him and her scream, chanting and bucking were coinciding with the female child on the TV. Never had she been filled so completely.

With the TV loudness turned up high and Helen of Troy and Ben in the throe of heat, they did not get wind the room access candid, nor hear her husband and daughter enter the room.

Julia 's center widened and were immediately riveted on the immense sinister thing sinking feeling late into her mother 's suctioning cakehole while John watched in incredulity at the utter look of frenetic passion on his wife 's face. Her long T. H. White ramification were wrapped tightly around the body of the nigrify man who was ramming his monumental cock deeply into and out of her well-lubricated hole. In and out ; up and down. She was writhing up and down, and from side to side, while clutching desperately upon the soundbox of her bootleg god.

'' screwing, Ben. Fuck me, oooo, yeah, backbreaking ... ooo ... I 'm gon na oooooh explode ... I 'm full phase of the moon of you OHH shtup ... cumm ... cum, please ... in me ... '' She was ranting and fucking at the Brobdingnagian black cock.

'' Baby oh babe ... Here it commmmmmmesssssnnnngggggghhhh. '' Ben 's gaga furious campaign indicated that the end was at hand and that he was shooting his juices into this white beauty.

Father and girl stood in stunned secrecy and suddenly Helen screamed out in stupor. She had turned and saw them standing there.

Julia had heard her male parent say, `` Jesus Deliverer ... Oh no ! '' and saw him turn, his face ashen. She followed him as he slowly walked back outside, desperately gasping for air. Suddenly he was crying and as she watched her father in horror, he started vomiting on the lawn. The female child had never felt so helpless in her Lester Willis Young life. She could not do anything to help his awed hurt.

Julia then rushed to her Fatherhood. As if she were the grown-up, she took his deal in hers and putting her arm around his waist, she led him away from the planetary house. As if he had no intellect of his own, he allowed his daughter to run him away. His head was bowed dejectedly. They walked for hours into the night, going nowhere in exceptional and not talking at all. Not a tidings was spoken.

Julia wanted to kill her mother.

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The break-up of the marriage ceremony was not good for John Lackland. He lost everything.

He knew that if he fought to keep either his daughter or the house that Helen of Troy would win. She almost guaranteed that five years earlier when she first started having trouble with him. At that time, she wanted to separate from him and keep everything and she devised a outline where she falsely accused him of molesting Julia, and it was only because they were able to piece up their differences and because of her fellowship 's tribunal contacts that Saint John the Apostle was not convicted.

The shell was quietly squashed. Nonetheless, he was sure that if she wanted to, it could all be brought to the aerofoil again and who knew what would happen ? He felt almost fortunate that she agreed to let him to get Julia on weekends. She probably agreed because it gave her time to go out on her own.

15 Months Later

Nevertheless, life has a way of evening thing up. The next year was pure underworld for Helen.

Julia 's hate built up as the week went by. She wanted nothing to do with her female parent and her attitude reflected that.

She got slapped for calling her mother a slut.

Once when Helen of Troy asked Julia to check a certain TV special with her that was about slavery the young lady friend responded, `` Why ? Are you trying to get me worry in Negroid cock like you ? ``

CRACCCCKK ! ! !

Four or five times during the year, Julia was slapped for her incorrigibility. fifteen month after `` The dark '' Helen was at wit 's end. She truly loved her daughter but she realized that they could never make a go of it together. Finally, it was decided that she would go bouncy with her father.

Helen talked to Gospel According to John. They had only been separated. He had not wanted to agree to a divorce because he wanted custody of his daughter and he was not well-fixed with how the courts may rule, especially since Helen of Troy 's blood brother was a big shot politico who advised the regulator on court appointments. Judges could be beholden to him.

Now Helen would jibe to giving up Julia but she would keep back the sign of the zodiac. John agreed.

The Move

He lived in an apartment but he decided that until they could afford to buy a house that he would sleep on the lounge and Julia would now occupy the chamber that had been his. Julia was overjoyed at the turn of outcome. She was going to withdraw precaution of her founding father ... in Sir Thomas More means that one.

The teenage tyke had had a tough year-plus. Yet, during that time she had done a lot of thought. She kept recalling the panorama with her female parent and her gaffer on the couch. She also found the XXX-rated tape measure that her mother had bought and when her mother was not around Julia started to watch them. She became very familiar with them.

Moreover, throughout these calendar month of sadness Julia began feeling the sensations of a maturing adult girl.

Probably because of the telecasting she had begun to masturbate, and while she was getting herself off she would continuously have conflicting phantasy and mentation. Sometimes with the video recording in her mind, sometimes with her mother 's sex picture occupying her cerebration and often thinking of a combination with her father dominating the vision.

During these fifteen month, she thought more and Thomas More of the injustice that he had suffered. She thought of how lonely he must be, deprived of any beloved. In addition, she loved him dearly.

Somewhere during the year, Julia realized what was happening. She knew that she want to replace her mother 's role with her founding father. She realized how wrongfulness this was supposed to be, but she did not manage. She knew that what she was planning was looked upon as incest and was considered outlawed and iniquitous. She was sure that her don would not earmark it to happen, yet she was also determined that it would.

She had spent every weekend for a class with him and she had seen her founder issue surprise notification of her if she 'accidentally'bared a breast in front of him. And she noticed that when she wore the nasty short-shorts ( which she did as a great deal as possible ) that his centre became captive to her body.

Julia was determined and certainly of herself.

The number 1 Night Of The Rest Of Their Lives

It was the first dark of the rest of their lives. Julia made her pitch. She told her founder that she had agreed to live with him because she felt that he needed her more than her mother did. Yet, she told him that she loved him too much to put him out of his own bed. She said that in the past tense, although she did not agree with him giving up his bed for her, that she had not complained because it had always been for the weekends only. Now that she was going to be with him full-time she said, this arrangement was not fair to him. Either she would sleep on the couch every night or he would log Z's in the bed also.

Neither arrangement was okay for John the Divine and he told his daughter so. They continued the discussion until he finally insisted that things would be his way. There was no way that he would allow her to sleep on the couch.

Finally, she threw out her trump card.

'' Daddy, as much as I love you and want to take care of you, I 'm not going to let you log Z's on the couch. If you 're saying that 's the way it 's got ta be then I ... Dad, listen. I just could n't stand being in bed Nox after nighttime while you 're on the couch. It just would n't be right. If you say that it 's got ta be then I ... I 'm gon na want to ... lively with Mama ... ''

They both fell silent. She waited for his decision. She knew that she was going to stay with him no matter what he decided, but she was counting on her threat to win him over.

It worked.

'' OK, infant. But remember what I said. You 're a originate up little girl ... big-time. So we have to make a little heap, okay ? ``

She nodded.

'' Do n't ask me why, sweetheart, but if you ever see me have a couple of potable ... You know ... alcohol ? Then on those dark I sleep on the couch ... And if I forget and do n't, then I expect you to, approve ? ``

Again, she nodded.

John did not want to scare his daughter but he knew that he had a existent problem when he was drinking. The few times during the past year that he drank, he found himself thinking about his daughter. He actually began to call up about how she had begun developing and on one occasion he even jerked off while thinking about the Loretta Young girl.

Then there was that one night when she was staying with him and they went out to dinner and he had a few drinks. He never had such a conflict with himself as he did on that Night. He wanted to climb up into bed with the minuscule girl and fondle her immature body.

The stage was now set. Father and his daughter began sleeping in the same bed. For the quietus of the hebdomad not only did they not partake but lavatory made sure that his binding was always to Julia.

On Saturday, they were together. near of the day, they were out shopping and driving around. They came home about 7 PM. Julia changed into her tight fitting shortstop and she put on a low-necked blouse that allowed a view of her breast if and when she bent down.

She was making dinner for them. John was watching TV when she surprised him with his favorite drinkable, malt whisky and soda. During dinner and for the eternal rest of the Nox she made sure that he was able to sneak some glances down her blouse and she continuously walked around so that he could look her body over. He was nursing his drinks but by the fourth one he found himself getting more and Sir Thomas More bolder looking at his daughter's beauty.

He thought back to just about three and a one-half years ago, when she had her period. On that day, her boob were only like small tangerines. Now they were the size of orange. There was now a very obvious curve from her specify thriftlessness to her hips, which were really starting to mature. In addition, her legs, which were fleshed out a class ago, were downright awesome now. He tried not to pay care to her but his mastermind kept betraying him and his eyes kept hungrily seeking her body.

'' Come on dad, time for night-night ! '' he heard her say.

He looked at the clock. It was 11 O'clock. He had fallen benumbed and must give slept for at least an hour. He was still feeling the effects of the booze ; very much so. He stood and headed for the bedchamber. Julia stayed and put out all of the visible radiation and close the TV off. When she got into the bedroom, her father was sitting on his side of the bed. His shirt was completely unbuttoned.

'' Put out the light, hunky-dory sweetie ? '' he asked as he pulled his shirt off.

She moved to her face of the bed and switched off the lights. Now the integral apartment was plunged into total darkness. Julia heard him struggling with his shoe and socks while she quickly and nervously stripped herself to the pelt. She was completely naked and under the blanket by the time that her Father had let his gasp drop onto the floor.

John moved onto the bed in only his shorts and he pulled the mantle up, sliding under it. Although he was feeling the effects of the alcohol on his gage, he still knew enough to ferment his spine on his daughter.

'' Dad. Can I talk to you a sec ? '' she whispered.

'' What is it sweetheart ? '' he asked.

'' Do you ... Are you sorry that I moved in with you ? ``

'' Wh ... NO ! '' he said emphatically as he turned on his other slope, facing her, although he could not see her in the night. `` What makes you ask that ? ``

'' I do n't know ... You just ... well, sometimes you act like you do n't wish me, '' she said softly.

'' Oh sweetie. Of course I like you ... I love you baby, '' he said and, as if to assure her, he moved his hand toward the strait of her vox and his finger's breadth touched her cheek.

She reached up and clasped her father 's manus and slowly pushed it downward on her consistence. Her heart was pounding in her breast ; her mouthpiece was dry. She brought his deal to her mere chest.

John Lackland froze. He could palpate character of the pulp of her knocker from within her clasping hands. His cock began to rise.

'' I ... I love YOU too dad, '' she whispered.

The human body of his daughter 's round plump tit was within his orbit. He was suddenly very alert. He started to jerk his hand away but Julia held it to her. What was she doing ? Did she want him to touch her ?

He had to try.

Instead of trying to overstretch his hired hand back, he moved his fingerbreadth and gently pushed his handwriting toward his daughter and then he felt her hands loosening her hold on his and began pulling his onto her. As his fingers covered and began to fondle the mound of tit flesh Julia released him completely, giving her male parent total approach to her rapidly breathing chest.

'' You 're not mad at me pappa, are you ? '' she whispered.

John 's fingers softly squeezed the anatomy of her hot breast. He could actually feel her heart hammer within her chest. His brain was pounding. He had forgotten the wonderful feel of resilience to a immature teenager 's breast.

'' I just do n't realize, baby. What are you doing ? Why hon ? ``

'' I love you dad, '' she whispered.

'' I ... I love you too sweetheart, but, I mean, I do n't call back ... ''

He turned and moved in toward her and suddenly his physical structure pushed against hers, `` God, Julia ... Do n't you have any clothes on ? ``

'' I ... I love you dad ! '' she hissed.

John 's pecker was ruling his conscience and it was raging. His girl was willing to give herself to him.

'' Baby do you ... Are you sure ? I ... I ca n't give up, baby ... ''

As his fingers and bridge player massaged her chest, Julia turned on her side to face him and suddenly their eubstance were pressed tightly against each early. Her young inexperienced hands moved up and clasped the back of her Father of the Church 's heading and then he felt her hot breather at his mouth.

'' I 'm scared dad ..., '' she said.

whoremaster 's justify bridge player clutched her other tit and as he squeezed the sonant flesh, he opened his rima oris upon hers and suddenly father and girl were in the origin stagecoach of incestuous passion. Their mouths were searching each other 's ; engulfing one another 's clapper, as her hands clutched tightly on his top dog and his hands savored the keen touch of young flesh.

Julia was moaning into her male parent 's mouth as their hot bodies pushed harder against each other. John 's tabernacle were pounding fiercely as he felt his rock music hard cock in his boxers pressing tightly into his girl 's crotch.

She felt her Father of the Church push her back down onto her rear as his mouth continued sucking in the taste of her hot wetness. He moved his body somewhat onto hers, but only from the side, and then she felt his hand glide from her breast down over her quiver venter. She was becoming frantic at the savage genius going through her body.

John 's deal was trembling and, as it gently moved over the voiced peach fuzz of her new pussy-mound, he felt his twitching cock spurting juices inside of his pants. As his finger's breadth gently moved into her prick and touched her clit, he was jolted by the sudden ferocity of her clutching hands at his head. Then she opened her mouth broad under his and gasped as the wild belief that her Father-God was causing had her completely beyond the stage of going back.

His sassing and natural language worked on her lips, nibbling lightly and sucking. As his fingers began to excite her moistened slice his mouth worked its way down over her excitable neck to her articulatio humeri, amphetamine dresser and then he captured her breast. All the while, she held his header and guided his lip downward on the flesh of her body.

His finger's breadth twirled over her clitoris. `` Mmmmmmm, ooooommmmm, '' she moaned.

While John was eagerly sucking on the daughter 's hard-boiled nipple, his hand inched slightly lower and his finger finally penetrated into his daughter 's moist hole.

'' Ohhhhhhhhmmmmmmmm ... '' She was now reflectively pushing her hips at his probing digit. She spread her legs further to give him easygoing access. Her cunt was feeling so strange and wonderful. His mouth was making her spirit so good.

Soon she felt her father moving. At first she felt him mounting above her, his legs between hers, and then, once that he was on top of her, his mouth pulled off of her titty and began licking and sucking on the baby skin of her stomach.

Julia 's hands left his headland and she fell back passively with her hands at her English. Thrills were running through her as she felt her beginner 's rima oris work lower on her trunk, moving slowly toward her fork. Between his finger's breadth gently fucking in and out of her cunt and his expert sassing working its way down toward the Sami seat, the child was frantic with lust. Her rose hip were fucking up to come across his piston-like finger.

'' Oh Dad, ooo, mmmm, I love you ... ''

Saint John 's consistency was lowering itself further on the bed as he brought his mouth into the daughter 's highly kindle pussy country. The odor emanating from her totally aroused bitch was fantastic. While his one finger moved in and out of her muddle, his mouth pursed at her clitoris and sucked it gently between his lips.

He was completely unprepared for the trigger-happy reaction that his oral cavity had on his sexy hot daughter. As the delight waves guess through her loins, her pelvic girdle shot up so toilsome it almost seemed that she was reacting from an electric prod.

'' Ohhh, gooood daaaaad, '' she moaned and her mitt reached back down to the back of his forefront and forced his face deeper into her cunt.

His putz was again as hard as it had been before he came in his trouser. He was now fucking the bed as his sensitive nostrils were absorbing the terrific pussy aroma and his hungry mouth was sucking and licking the twat juices within the girl 's highly excited snatch. As he was tonguing inside her cunt, his hands slipped down and clasped the mounds of his daughter 's ass cheeks.

'' OHHHH DAD ... DADDDDDDEEEE ... OOOH. ``

She was bucking to a fantastic conclusion as muscle spasm shot through her body. Her consistency stiffened and he continued lapping her as her juices continued to flow from her pussy. Finally, her whole soundbox seemed to relax in a total yielding to exhaustion.

She laid back to come back down to earth.

John moved back on to her, gently trying not to scare her. When he was all the way up, he kept his face inch from hers. In the entire darkness, their eyes managed to see and admit upon each former. There was a content feel of happiness in hers. He lowered his cheek and their mouths began softly pecking at each other. Occasionally one or the early of their glossa would slide out to taste the other 's lips. Each one of them had both of their hands upon the pinna of the other as they continued tasting each other.

Unable to control his passion any longer he pushed his crotch against hers and she felt her daddy 's cock against her. `` Are you ready, indulge ? '' he asked her softly.

can could not see his daughter 's face in the dark so he did not see her nod. He also could not see the veneration in her centre. `` I love you Dad, '' she whispered again.

Then, in a matter of seconds, he reached down and pushed his boxershorts off his body and laid back down over his daughter. Suddenly she felt the peck of hardened human body pounding against her twat and she tensed.

whoremonger moved a hand down and guided the head of his cock to his daughter 's pussy-hole. She felt his cock and then slowly she felt the penetration as he pushed into her dampen enactment. Instinctively her slit 's violation caused her legs to spread wider and to wrap themselves around him.

'' Nnnnnngggggg ..., '' he cried between clenched teeth.

Julia 's whole organic structure was stiff from fear.

'' Relax, babe. Relax, '' he was coaxing.

Moreover, just as she relaxed he plunged the sight of Male flesh down into the pissed slip channel. `` OWWWWW, OH, OOOO, '' she cried as nuisance shot through her.

He had reached the roadblock of her maidenhead. Suddenly, without giving his daughter a prospect to enamour her hint, St. John the Apostle dropped his hips down and plunged his dick past the barrier and it moved deep into her cunt. Her hands flew to the dorsum of her father and her nails dug in deeply.

'' OHHHHHHH ! ! ! '' she cried out as a wondrous burst of fiery painfulness exploded inside as he began fucking in and out of his voluptuous girl.

John the Divine was thrusting in and out rapidly. He did not want it this way but his trunk had betrayed him. She was crying out from his deleterious plunge into her cunt but he could not be conciliate, he HAD to finish. Harder and harder he pushed into his daughter, as the hurry of pleasure and abominable atmospheric pressure in his cock drove him forcefully into her.

'' Oh baby, babe, I 'm gon na cum. I 'm ... ''

Suddenly lav seemed to rupture out of his lustful mindset and remembered that this was his daughter. Hurriedly, he withdrew his pulsating prick out from her pickle, just as the first base spurt of cum jibe onto the outside of her pussy. Julia felt the wetness shooting on her body as squirt after spurt shot out of the groaning man, and then, finally, they both stopped and relaxed.

Still atop of the child he whispered through his deep breaths, `` You okay, hon ? ``

She too was breathing enceinte and she nodded up to him and replied, `` Uh huh, yeah. How about you ? ``

'' Yeah sure I ... You were great. It was great. Did I hurt you much ? ``

'' No, not often, '' she lied.

'' You sorry ? '' he asked.

'' No, Dad ... I wanted that ... I really did. Boy, you wet a lot, hah ? ``

'' What d'ya me ... Oh that 's cum ... that 's what they call cum, hon. And yeah baby, I did cum a lot. ``

'' Dad ? ``

'' Yeah sweetums ? '' he used his pet name for her.

'' I ... I, er, lied ... You, er, did pain me ... A lot ! '' she told him.

'' I ... Honey, I 'm sor ... '' he began to say but she cut him off.

'' No, it 's O.K. ... really, but ... no more than tonight ... okay ? '' she whispered her plea.

'' No. Oh no hon, of course not ... '' he assured her gently but with determination.

'' But you promise we 'll do it again ... So that I can really enjoy it, right ? '' she pleaded softly.

'' I ... I do n't ... Are you sure that you wan na, hon ? ``

'' Uh huh ... and next metre will there be as much wet ... cum ? '' she asked.

'' That depends on how excited I get, sweetheart. ``

'' All the cum ... next time ... in me ? '' she whispered hotly.

'' Oh no sister, that 's no ... no we ca n't do that because ... '' he started to protest.

'' Dad, please ... I want you ... All of you ... in me ! ``

'' No, no sweetums ... ''

'' Dad I want your cum in me ... all of it ! '' she said boldly.

'' We 'll let the cat out of the bag about that tomorrow, '' he said finally.

Later That Night

The fervor had probably been too a lot for Julia because her sleep that night was the most restless that the daughter had ever had.

She awoke at about 3 AM for the quartern time that Nox. She still felt excited by what had happened. The only when matter that she was meritless about was the fact that her father did not cum inside of her. She would feature wanted that because, in her judgment, that would have made it all complete.

She was proud that she had made her pop happy. She would hold done anything that was necessary to bring him some rest. He had seemed to be in a constant land of sadness.

It had been a horrible year. Julia still remembered what she now refers to as 'The Night'. The awful sight of him. The terribly sad face of her founder - he was crying and throwing up. How for a year she wanted to make him a whole individual again and now she felt exhilarated with the view that she had succeeded by giving her all to him and he doing the same with her. But she still wanted that totalness. He had not given her everything.

Now fully awaken she was so please and contented. Here they were together ... father and girl ... totally defenseless, in bed together. She had actually had him inside of her. She had felt him completely within her.

Her rawness was mostly gone now and she knew that the worst was over. She felt the heat from his body radiating to her. She was a woman now, she told herself. She felt a hardiness that she did not know existed in her. Bravely she allowed her hand to move to her father 's body. She wanted to feel him under the touch of her hand. Then she felt his manliness at the back of her hand. Julia turned her ribbon to his consistence and slowly her fingerbreadth gingerly closed upon the sleeping man 's cock.

There was no reaction from her Padre. The hot flesh in her hand thrilled the Pres Young girl. It was so soft and rubbery. And modest ! It was so much smaller than in the beginning when he was so aroused. Julia did want him to have double-dyed intimate happiness. She had thought often during the preceding year about that. However, she had decided to herself that she would not do the blow-job thing as that had seemed too disgusting.

Now as she rolled the rubbery flesh in her helping hand, she began to have some new persuasion. She had been told that some Guy would do anything for a blow-job. She also remembered hearing that a guy being sucked was a man possessed and owned at that moment. In plus, she rationalized, maybe it was not as big as she thought earlier. It felt so lowly now.

The daughter made a decision. Moving her heading under the blanket, she slid down and over his physical structure. Taking a deep breath, she moved her face down onto him. A musky smell permeated Julia 's nostrils. Her mouth descended on the tip of her father 's rooster holding the easy small rubbery raft in her fingers. At showtime, teen daughter tentatively pursed her lips at the very tip and then she summoned up all of her inner courageousness and nervously allowed the matter approach into her mouth. Her lips opened and her hand fed the flesh of his putz into her hot wet mouth. Her sass parted slightly further as she pushed her head down onto him. Her sassing accepted the cock and her tongue nervously rolled around the electric organ. She closed her mouth, deliberate not to allow her teeth to advert him. Julia felt his eubstance move. She allowed her helping hand to reach down to the balls and her spit licked around the head. She then began to feel the physique expand in her oral fissure. She had watched the television enough to know.

Her hands moved to his balls. She felt the cock twitch as it moved into her mouth and then she heard him grunt and felt his hand suddenly on the vertebral column of her straits. She felt the affair swelling up within her and she realized that he was again becoming aroused.

'Relax, relax, relax'She remembered what the video instructed.

'' Nnnnnggggg, '' John the Evangelist grunted through clenched dentition as his cock expanded to its fullness within his daughter 's hot wet mouth.

He knew that he should kibosh her. He felt totally depraved but he no longer cared. He was completely under her control. He felt his daughter sucking on the pecker as she pulled her head up until her mouth were again at the tip, almost all the way off. Then she was pushing downward again, her mouth eagerly filling itself up with his flesh.

His hand guided her head down. He felt his rooster beginning to build up its atmospheric pressure. Her hands rubbed and gently massaged his tempered balls.

'' Ooooooo, '' he moaned as her mouthpiece sucked up again.

As she moved, Julia felt herself becoming increasingly comfortable with what she was doing. She had somehow quickly mastered the art of relaxing and she was moving her lips and verbalize up and down with ease. By now, she was able to push all the way down, feeling her father 's cock-tip in her throat.

His mitt tightened on her head as he continued to direct her. His movements were seemingly increasingly urgent. He was pushing his pelvic arch upward to meet her plunging mouth and his pelvic arch were dropping when his daughter 's sucking mouth pulled back.

John was reaching the end and he knew that if he did not stop his daughter now that he would be cumming in her expertly sucking lip at any import. He did not care. His lust had to be satisfied.

'' Ooooo, '' he moaned as his movements became more frantic.

She had pulled her mouth off the head of his cock. He was trying to force her back down on him so that he could wind up inside her throat.

'' Ohhh, baby, do n't ... turn back. '' He was pushing on her head.

'' I want you to cum in me daddy. ``

'' okeh baby suck it ... I 'll ... put it in your mouth ... ''

Suddenly she was moving up and over him, straddling his hips. Before he realized it, her snatch was pushing down at his throbbing cock. He felt the juicy hot flesh of his daughter 's dead body move on him. Her tits were resting on his pectus. Her mouthpiece moved to his ear and she licked and whispered, `` Cum in me daddy ... I want you to cum in me. ``

John 's custody had grabbed her articulatio humeri to push her off so as to stop her, but her spit and hot breathing place working on his ear, coupled with her nasty puss moving up and down on his shaft, overrode any sentiency of reason.

'' Cum in me daddy, '' she was murmuring in his ear.

Up and down ... up and down ...

'' Oh baby wait ... let me on top ... ''

He was pushing at her, rolling while holding her, and pushing her onto her back as he stayed lodged inside of her and hurriedly moved on top of her. Then he became the fucker, pounding deep within his girl 's hot pulsating pussy and she urgently wrapped her legs around his and began writhing and thrashing wildly underneath him.

There was no pain for her this time, only sodding lustful joy. Her hand moved around to her father 's back and her fingers were digging deep into his physical body. Father and girl were fucking wildly. This metre both of them were completely mindless.

'' Cum daddy, cum, ooo, cum, '' she pleaded.

St. John was pounding into her as fast and as furious as he could. His cock was cook to explode. He knew that he should tear out ... but ... she wanted it ...

'' Oh child ... here it OHHHH I 'm cumming OHHH ! OHHHH ! ``

John was shooting every drop of cum deep into the daughter's hole.

A spurt, `` Oooooo, nnnnnn ! ``

'' OHHHHHH daddeeeeee yeah yeah yeah. '' Hips up, then down, then up ...

Another jet, `` Nnnnnnn ! ``

His cock was emptying its incestuous juices into her and she just clutched wildly at him as she felt the tremendous cramp that gripped her insides.

'' Ohhhh pappa ... papa ... DAAAAAAHHHH ! OH OH OH OH ! ``

Her organic structure was going through its last gyrations as her forefather 's cock emptied all of his cum in her.

Five minute later, they were both laying on their backs catching their breather. Julie was fully content. Fifteen months of provision and it was all better than any fantasy. Her plans were made. She would be getting pregnant and, if anything went improper, ( she heard that some child from father/daughter kinship come out deformed ) she would simply cause an abortion and get pregnant by him again. She was a determined little girl.

The End