All characters in this fib are 18 years of age or older.

"good morning ; how's my preferred daddy today ?"
It was my girl, Jennifer. She called me every day and started the conversation the Same way each time.

"Well, Honey, I guess I'm doing fine. I already had two cups of coffee tree, took a ripe bull and now I'm mending breakfast for me and… my ‘ house guest.'Y'all on your way menage ?"

It was common pattern for sweet wattle, Jen's step-daughter, to stay with me when Jen and Gary travelled, which was every weekend. They always took little Jack with them, but Cassie worked on Saturday. We all felt safer if Cassie wasn't home alone.

She snickered and asked if Cassie had stayed up all Nox watching sci-fi picture show.
I didn't have the marrow to tell her that I had fucked the girl twice during the nighttime. Bringing her to orgasm four or five times had, literally, knocked her out.
She had rolled out of bed, only a few minutes before Jen called.
She had been my first virgin ‘ pop'since my wife, many years ago.

The girl loved to nibble on me while I talked on the phone, so she came into the kitchen, dropped to her knee and inspire my cock.

"She was still awake when I went to bed, but I was pretty tired. She might bear watched TV, but she was quiet if she did. Uhn …. So how's my baby girlfriend today ?"
I had a problem keeping my emotions from getting outspoken when the forefront of my dick hit cassie's tonsilla. As I clenched my dentition, Jen told me that Cassie needed to come house and watch her little brother for a spell, unless she could drop him off at my sign, too.
I just said,"Sure, bring him on. What time ?"
It would be another hour & a one-half, so I told her,"Fine, see ya in a fiddling while."

I hung up the phone and put a niggling pressure on the backbone of scented wattle's straits. She always had a cold-shoulder trouble deep-throating, unless there was some special force applied. Less than five minutes later, my warhead of warm cum was sliding down her throat, toward her stomach.
"Not much of a breakfast, dad. I guess you haven't had sentence to replenish from utmost night. coffee berry ready ?"

As we sat on the screened porch, I reflected on the upshot that led to our incestuous social occasion. At 44, I reveled in the fact that a 19yr old was totally sensory to any and all of my sexual desires.
Cassie wasn't as pretty, or as well built, as her older sister but she can jazz like a nympho… always ready for more.
About a class ago, not long after she finished high up school day, I happened to glance out of the kitchen windowpane and saw Cassie walking, slowly, toward my house.
When Jen and Gary ( who is 11yrs elder than her ) got together, Jen moved in with him and his daughter. His home was only a span blocks from mine, so it was fairly commons for the girls to walk back and forth.

Since a failed lung transplant took my wife's biography, they had been a big comfort to me.
I had, actually, fantasized about fucking Shelly, Cassie's big sis, many times. Many of the slew of cum-filled Kleenex in my methamphetamine seat were the results of jacking off to those fantasies.

cassie's skinny body and kick nerve didn't draw many boys, so she contented herself with her menage and her job.
But on that day, as she listened to her Ipod through her ear buds and danced toward my theater, I wondered…..

I was naked, as I usually am when I'm home alone. I wondered if sweet acacia had ever seen a defenseless man, or even a man's cock.
I quickly grabbed a towel and wet my hair in the kitchen sink. I turned directly facing the open window in the room access that led onto the porch.
When she reached the steps, I ‘ dehydrated'my whisker with the towel ; my dick half-hard in anticipation.
Sure enough, as I peeked through the chess opening of the towel, I could see huisache watching every move I made. She stood to one side of the window, so as not to be so noticeable.

Twice, I dropped the towel and stepped a slight closer each time I picked it up. It was champaign to see that Fat Boy was the alone thing she was watching, so I shook it a few times and pulled on it until it was nearly a full hard-on.
She shrugged back a little so I wouldn't see her as I walked past the door and into my bedroom, where I jacked a little harder as I thought about how to get her clothes off, too.

When she knocked, I slipped a slenderize robe on and greeted her,"Hi, sweetheart ! I didn't know you were coming over. You want a Pepsi or something ?"
It was hard to maintain her eyes off the tent my tool had pushed up. I took poster and apologized,"Uh… sorry about that, dearest. When I'm here by myself, I usually don't article of clothing clothes at all. I guess I was thinking about… well, you can probably imagine what I was thinking about… sorry."

"Were you thinking about mama ?"
‘ mamma'was what the missy used to call my previous wife.

"Naww… just thinking about a movie I watched cobbler's last night. I'm so distressing ; I hope you're not mad or embarrassed."
She just smiled, took the Pepsi Cola from my hand and walked into the living way. She loved to sit in the floor, in front of my reclining chair, when we visited.
Often, she would rick her spinal column to me and dart back against the chair while we watched TV. She waited for me to sit first, then plopped her skinny slight hind end in figurehead of me.

"Umm… can I see it, soda pop ?"
"Whut ? Uh… noooo. I'm way too old to be showing my junk to stripling. Besides, you're too Brigham Young and fairly to be checking out old men, too."

"You're not old, Pops. And I'm not so pretty, either. If I was as pretty as Shelly, several guys, probably, would consume already shown me their peckers. I've only seen one fully grown one, plus small Jack's. Please evince it to me."

This was going in force than I had expected,"I believe I told you ‘ no ’, my dear. That's just NOT something granddad do to their kids."
I was a short amused when she changed her tactic,"Fine, what movie did you ascertain ?"
"Huh ?"
"You said you were thinking about a movie. That's what caused this."
Her handwriting reached up and squeezed my prick, which had begun to damp. That squeeze rushed it back to good care, though. She drew her hand back as quickly as she had she had grabbed it.

"C'mon, pa, that's the first one I ever felt, and you're robe was in the way."

"You said you've seen one more."

"A while back, I walked into Dad's bedroom. He was asleep, but his pecker was flopped out in plain pile. I just looked for a second, then left. I never have seen a hard one. C'mon, pleeeeeease…"

"No, but about the movie… it was actually a erotica video on my computer. I'm sure you've seen a lot of them, too."

"pornography videos ? Noooo… I've seen a few sex scenes in movies, but all they ever show is bosom and butts. If you won't show me your pecker, tell apart me where I can watch the videos."
I told her there were lots of sites, but XNXX had G and 1000 ; and they were pretty safe, as far as computer virus and malware,"I'll pull one up on my laptop, but listen to me… very carefully… do NOT ever state your dad or Jen. Legally, you're old enough to see anything you want, and do anything you want. Just don't let them know you learned about this clobber from your Pops."

I watched Cassie's middle as she sat, laptop in manus, and watched how very much teen girls enjoyed getting their pussy, lip and assholes pounded by their dads and grandfathers.
She was mesmerized by the difference in the girl'trunk and the size of it of strong cocks.
I was trusted that her big sister, Shelly, had been having sex for a while, and had assumed she had explained a lot of matter to Cassie. I guess not.
As she watched a gramps roll in the hay his granddaughter, doggie dash, I untied my bang, exposed my pecker and ballock, and waited for her to depend up.
When she did, her rima oris gaped open.

"Careful opening up that full, Honey, you might get a big mouthful of man marrow. Especially since you lied to me."

"Huh ?"

"You said you've only seen one full moon grown prick. That's a lie. You already saw this one, this morning, when you were peeking through the kitchen door."

She slid the laptop onto the storey, rose to her knee joint, took ol'Fat Boy in her hand and started her review,"Oh, yeah. I'm sorry. I'll make it up to you, Pops."After watching the videos, she knew to stroke it up and down.
She looked at me, then at my dick, then me again, then opened her mouth… fifteen s later, my precious Cassie tasted her first blast of affectionate cum.
She never even tried to deem it or ptyalize it out. I was a proud Pops.

"I want to be naked with you, Pops."She stripped in sec and sat her pissed, specify ass on the arm of my hot seat."Will you fuck me now, pleeeease, Pops ?"

"That's another no-no, honey. That would be full blown incest and it's against the law, even if you're of age. Here, just sit on my lap and rub back and forth. When I get hard again, we can try something else."
Her bony legs fit perfectly between my own, and the big, padded munition of my electric chair. As much as I love seeing slick, smooth, knock off pussycat, I thought her thick, brownness Dubya was hot as pit.
I was pleased to find out her tit were sensible. The more I fondled, kissed and sucked on them, the hornier she became.

I was stiff, again, in just a few arcminute. When her rubbing got a little more intense, I realized she was masturbating on my shaft… it was time.
As she started to moan loudly and jammed her cunt against me, I managed to work one hand down, grab my cock and personal credit line it up with her hollow. grade !
She was so wet that I slid into, and through, her cherry on the first thrust. She only let out a quiet,"Ow,"but never stopped humping. In contrast, she yelled out as her orgasm hit,"OH, OOH ! OH GOD, tonic ! AHHH, AHHH, AHHH, shtup MEEEE, ass MEEEEEeee, AAAAAAAA ! ! ! ! ! ! Oh, my God that felt soooo good. Oh, hoot ! I could do that all day. Can we do it all day ? Pleeeeeease ?"

I kept up doing my part and told her,"We're not through, yet, immature Lady. When you fuck this man, we both get to set down. You sucked one batch out of me, but the next load goes in your dessert, sweet pussy… where it belongs ; and we're gon na fuck until it does."

"Yay ! I can't believe this spirit so in force, dad. Can we do it like the granddaddy and his girl was doing ?"

Quickly, I told her to get on her knees in my electric chair. I stood behind her and shoved my ‘ blood and pussycat succus'covered stopcock back in post. Less than a minute later, her hot snatch was leaking more fluids as she came again. That time, she thrashed the hell out of my reclining chair for various minutes. As she collapsed in a heap, I could find my nuts begin to tighten. We discovered later that I left bruises on her hips, as my grip held her ass against me, when blasting her uterus with stream, after stream, of hot cum.

That, pricy referee, is the way it started. Fortunately, scented wattle understands the importance of nascency control and … confidentiality.
Since we started fucking, a little over a year ago, she's been laid by two boyfriends.
Truth be known, they probably got laid by her.
She says she was disappointed by their public presentation and came directly to Pops for more, after both date
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When we finished our coffee, we could get wind the randomness of Jen's diesel pickup coming down the street. Cassie grabbed her dress and disappeared into the can. I slipped into my jeans and a t-shirt, and left the porch to recognise my 4yr old grandson.

After reflecting on our very 1st shag seance, I could hardly hold off for Jen's engagement to be over and Jack to go back home. Today, I plan on giving Cassie her fourth lesson on anal .