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Howard lay propped-up in his bed afterward, fiddling with the remote and looking for some distraction on the tubing, his mentation and emotions a shambles. Of course he felt sated and satisfied that he 'd finally bedded the marriageable daughter he 'd lusted after since she was ten, and who 'd teased him unmercifully since she turned 14, but ; what if he had gotten her pregnant ? What if she told Brenda, or if Brenda found out some other way ? And most of all, What of Cindy herself ? Did she really want all this ? Granted, she teased him to the limit, but this ? Its every man 's foreclose phantasy to fuck his own daughter, but he 'd crossed the personal line of credit from phantasy into reality. The test copy was dripping back out of her snatch right now. What could he say ? What could he do ? What would pass off ? To him ? To her ? To them ? As nothing appealing presented itself on the tube, he decided the improve voice of heroism would be to try to get some eternal sleep, maybe, so he could face Cindy coherently, repentantly in the morning. That was n't to happen. He 'd doused the light, settled in and turned over to face up the window and try to sleep when his door opened ...

Cindy entered his bedroom and closed the room access before gliding around his bed to the window side, where he could see her by Moon - she wore a gossamer thin, cut livid chemise top -- and no rear ! He shifted slightly to let her sit down in the berth where he 'd cuddle her years before as a much young daughter. The thought of her bare, just pommeled pussy sitting naked on his bed in the office where he 'd support her as a little girl again sent his tool into tumescent spasms. Damn ! Had n't he any conscience at all ? Or was she yet teasing ?

"dada ?"“ Yes, hun ?"“ Why did you do it me ?"“ wellspring, punkin, I kinda thought you wanted it, what with all your teases and showing up naked in the privy when you know I 'm gon na be naked."“ But Daddy ? Why did you jazz me ?"“ Punkin, this may sound really sick, but I wanted you since you were ten."“ I know. I quit coming in here 'cuz when I 'd lay down and draw close with you, I could feel your stopcock getting big and pushin'on my arse. I quit comin'in 'cuz I knew what it was and I thought I was bad for Makin'it happen. I did n't cognise about boy or men and and your 'thingie'confused me."“ That 's pretty formula ..."“ But dad, I thought I was weird 'cuz I really, really wanted to play with it ... and ... I wanted you to play with my 'pee-pee'."“ Oh ? Why did n't you ever recount me ?"“ 'Cuz Ms. Grover told us in Sex-Ed class that daddy and daughter do n't bring at sex. She said it was really, really bad an'that if our daddies thouched our pee-pees we were s'posed to rat 'em out to our moms, or a teacher or a cop or somethin', and then daddy would be took away and put in slammer forever. So I quit coming to your bed 'cuz I did n't require that to happen ..."“ but ..."“ pappa, I still wan na know why you fucked me."“ Um. I think maybe we both wanted it ... maybe even needed it."“ But why did you cum in me ? I never let anybody cum in me before"“ Uhh ... you really do n't know much about men, do you ?"“ Not much. I only fucked three times before tonight."“ Then you do n't know that there 's a 'point of no reappearance'a man gets to when its hot and clayey, and they 're banging away at each other."“ What 's that ?"“ When a man 's body hits the level where he 's about to cum, you could n't get him to stop if you held a gun to his foreland. Its all automatic at that point. He 's gon na cum. It happens"“ But Daddy ?"“ Yes, Dear ?"“ What if I 'm pregnut ?"“ There 's various answers to that. The flippant, useless one would be : 'You should have thought of the before you started teasing me .'”"Dad ..."“ Ok. When was your net period ?"“ About two week ago. I 'm fertile rightfulness now."“ Ouch ! fountainhead, if you 're that concerned about it, I can get you a backing programme pill on Monday. Its Friday Night now. If you take one within 72 hours of having bare sex, its s'posed to construct you have an early period, and thrill any 'accidents'away. That means by Monday night. Ok ?"“ Deal."

Cindy grew serenity, fidgeted with a button on her nightie, gazed over toward the window, then back to her supine daddy. Then, abruptly nodding her head as though shaking off a daydream, She leaned toward him and breathily whispered,"Daddy ?"“ Huh ?"“ I wan na see it ..."“ HUH ?"“ I said, I wan na see it."“ See what, baby-doll ?"“ This,"she cooed as she traced her near forefinger over his covered, again aroused dick. “"Is that Isaac Mayer Wise, babe ?"“ C'mon dad ! I just saw it a hr ago. You had it IN me. It CAME in me."“ And that 's what worries me, punkin ..."“ What ? That we had sex ? Shit ! I been teasing you, tryin'since I was ten an'your hard-on confused an'rouse me."“ I know, and I 've tried my damnedest to head off it, and not chip in in to you, or my own temptation ..."“ I knew that too, Daddy, but I really, really wanted you to get a clue an'do something with me."Continuing her pep fingerbreadth stroking through his covers, she leaned further over, treating her already aroused dad to a breathtaking view of her irreverent A-cup titty as her nightgown fell completely open, and breathed in his ear,"pop ... I wan na free rein with it ... Y'see, Daddy, I 'm still that giggly, happy, scared, confused little ten class old girl who remembers a hard turncock pressed in her keister tornado, who knows what it is, an'maybe a little afraid of it, but still really, really wan na see it an'child's play with it. I really missed snuggling with you an'feeling it on me ..."“ Uhh, if you 're sure.. ?"“ I am, Daddy, really, really sure,"she again cooed as she gave his strained phallus a quick squeeze through the quilt.

Taken by an oddly abrupt sense of traitorously modestness, he squirmed, doffed his boxers under his blankets, then nodded for Cindy to uncover him herself. Slowly, timidly, she did just that, rolling the blanket back, amost inch by in until his distortion, tumescent appendage sprang into eyeshot. A reprimand"pahhh"and an almost inaudible"Oooh ..."escaped her lips as she timidly grasped his pole and gave it a conciliate squeeze. She was rewarded by a pounding, and pearl of precum exiting his pecker head and oozing down her paw."Gee ! Excited much ?,"she murmured as she began slowly, sweetly, excruciatingly stroking his straining turncock."If you keep that up, baby-doll, you 're gon na get a lot more than that on your hand."“ I wan na see it !"“ Huh ?"“ I wan na see it cum."“ It 'll be messy."“ Do n't worry, pa. We can clean house the blankets before mom gets home."Whoa !"Have you seen a pecker cum before ?"“ Yeah, once, but it only dribbled. I wan na see you cum like I felt in my pussy tonight."“ If you keep doin what you 're doin, you wo n't experience to wait long ..."

Slightly tightening her grip, she continued her velvety, unnervingly slack onanism, closely watching his rooster as it swelled, throbbed, and ejected more precum. Every dollop brought a breathy"oooh ”, and the boost tightening of her mitt."Oh, baby-doll, I 'm almost there ..."Deftly using her off hand, she nestled the quilt around the base of his cock to catch the passel."Let it go, papa. I really, really wan na see it."“ Ok then, just ... uh ... hold whatcha got, and you 'll ... and I 'll ... uh ! ... Uhh ... UHHHHHHH ! ! !"he groaned at the for the first time jet of cum shot from his putz gob, splashing all over Cindy 's hand and the quilt she 'd bunched to stay fresh it off them."One. Two. Three. Four. Five. Six ! Dribble ... Gee, Dad, you really, really cum hard, don'tcha ?"“ You got ta be kiddin, dear. I wanted this dark since you were ten, and whacked-off to the fantasy more times than you 'll ever know..,"“ Really, Daddy ? You really jacked-off thinkin''bout fuckin me ? When did you get to need me that way ?"As she continued fondling his now flaccid stopcock and lightly cupping his balls, Howard took a bass breath ; uncomfortableness, arousal and his last iota of modesty vying for side on his side, he broke down and admitted to his daughter :"Cindy, this gon na be really weird, but I 've wanted this night since you were eight, and your pelvis started flaring."“ Huh ? !"“ Yup. Never, ever looked at another slight girl, any former little missy, that way, even when they were over here playing with you, but I always wanted you and a Nox like this."“ Whoa ! Daddy ! You wanted to have sex with me when I was eight ?"“ I knew it was n't possible. Your judgement and eubstance were n't ready, but men can have some pretty weird thought at times. I even thought about going to a pleader to work it out."“ Did you ?"“ No, I just did my proficient to let it ride."“ Did you tell mom ?"“ WHAT ? ! God, no ! She 'd suffer gone and reported me for even thinking it ..."“ I 'm glad you did n't tell anyone, daddy. 'Cuz I want it. I want you. An', maybe not at eight, but I wanted to do sex with you every since I knew what 'thingies'and 'pee-pees'were for."“ If that 's so, why did n't you ever distinguish me ?"” Cuz I was scared I was weird for wanting to do it, or that you would n't want me, or maybe you would even spite me."“ That shoemaker's last one is why I held back and let you quit coming in here when you were ten, baby girl. I did n't want to offend you, ever, in any way - most especially this way."“ I knew that. You always protected me, even when I did n't require you to, an'you love me, an'you 're always overnice to me."“ That 's a dad 's honor, and his duty."“ Big intelligence, dad, But I always wanted this. Now I got it."“ What have you got ?"“ I got my papa in bed."“ Is this gon na be blackmail ?"“ Oh ! No, dad ! I love you, an'I wan na be with you, always, even like this."
With that, Cindy fluffed the comfort some, shrugged-off the nightie top, raised a box, and crawled in beside her loving daddy."Y'know what I want now ?"“ No, dear, what ?"“ Remember how I used to lay on my tum all snuggly up next to you, and you 'd rub my back with your fingertips ? How you even went under my nightie to vibrate my bare back ?"“ Yeah, hun, I do ..."“ Well ..."Snuggling up to daddy,"I want you to do it again, but this time on my front."“ Whoa !"“ Yep, Daddy, I want you to buss me, an'playing period with my articulatio humeri an'my titties an'my hip joint an'my corporation an'my legs, an'even my pussy. Would you do that, dada ?"“ With expectant pleasure, Punkin ..."“ ( giggles ) Oooh, Daddy, I love it when you call me 'Punkin .'Its a bit wicked when we 're in bed bein'sexy an'with your hand on my tittie though ..."“ Well, 'Punkin'it is then ..."

Howard gave Cindy the deep, long lover 's kiss he 'd longed for respective yr to give her as he began at her cervix to trace, titillate and fondle her lithe, supple young teen-girl body. Her own kiss back was heaven on worldly concern, and her suspiration of pleasure, gasp of ecstatic seismic disturbance and purrs for more all galvanized Catherine Howard into another raging hard-on by the time he 'd describe her 2nd pap. It being pinched between him and his daughter being a bit of a mental strain, he backed a small and let it pop up onto Cindy 's hip, where she immediately grasped it in the warm, velvet glove that was her left wing hand."Hm ? Ready again much ?"“ Um. My dick may be ready again, but I 'm not yet,"as he traced the inner rooftree of her hip, then across her pot, just above her mons, to line the early hip."pappa ?"( kiss ... )"Hm ?"( snog ... )"dramatic play with my pussy ?"“ Why now ?"“ 'Cuz I like what you 're doin to my body, an'I think my pussy would like it more. Please, Daddy ?"“ ... as you say, Punkin ..."( giggles )

When he cupped her mons veneris and vagina, Cindy flexed, pushing her clit hard into the palm of his deal, her body pickings over for her and butting against his hand to get off a pocket-size orgasm. Her mound, still puffed from their first clash, further engorged and throbbed to its own pace. She shuddered as he traced down her puffy outer brim, then shrieked when he fingered back up her slit to flick her clitoris. Her soundbox social movement becoming more quicksilver, her vocalization almost unmanageable, she half uttered, half growled,"Dd..ddd..dddaddy ? finger's breadth me ? please ? Please put your finger in my twat ? Please ?"As he complied with his baby missy 's wishes, he lightly brought his quarter round down on her clit. Three strokes of his digit in her vagina, three swipes of his ovolo over her clitoris did the deed ..."Uhh ! Uhh ! OHMYGODUUUUHHHHHHHHHH !"She flexed. She bucked. She screamed. She squealed. Howard kept his finger firmly on her G-spot, his thumb on her clit, and held on to her upper dead body for dear spirit as her orgasm played out over and over again down her body. When she finally collapsed, bang of font, staring at the cap with vacant, vitrified eyes, she rewarded his succor - she soaked his script. He could n't distinguish if it were from her climax, or if she 'd lost vesica control condition and pissed all over him, but either way was alright with him.

When she finally came back to earth, she rolled right, into papa 's blazon, her hammock pressure against his throbbing stopcock."pappa ? Uhh, yeah, Punkin ?"“ Why do n't boys know how to do that ? I never came so good before, even when I do it ..."( sigh )"Boys usually are n't real experienced, and dunno what a female child needs to feel as safe as they do. In fact, some of them do n't really like. They just wan na get their nut, then brag for the following calendar month about how much a man they are."“ I know, Daddy."“ They bite your breast, finger you once or twice, then jump in do it and fall through out. One guy 's condom even fell off when he quit."“ Ow ! Are you pregnant then ?"“ No, silly. That was months ago. I 've had some periods since then, and I did n't ever let him fuck me again."“ Wise choice, oh girl mine."( more giggles )"But then the start meter I do it with my dear daddy, and he cums in my bare pussy."“ Did n't your mom put you on the pill ?"“ No. She called me a fornicatress for even asking, and we do n't really talk since."“ Sounds like your mom ..."“ You guys do n't fuck anymore, do you ?"“ now, how would you recognize that ?"“ Hey ! Dense much ! My bedroom 's right wing next you yours, and my pinna work ..."“ Yeah, right. No. Its been a spell at that. In fact, your mom and I are n't getting on well at all lately. She 's even mentioned divorce on the odd occasion."“ I thought so. She went all Weird on me when she finally noticed I was growing up, and went totally ape when I asked her about the pill."“ How long ago was that ?"“ Right after I turned fourteen. Two of my protagonist are on 'em and they fuck-party like crazy."“ Would you do that ?"“ As if ... ! In fact, daddy love,"she cooed in his ear,"If we work out, I ai n't gon na demand a boyfriend. I wo n't require one anymore."“ Whoa, babe girl ... Are you suggesting ... ?"“ I 'm thinking my dear ol'daddy maybe can give me everything I want."“ And ... what about your mom ?"“ The future time she says 'divorce ,'agree !"“ And if I lose custody of you ... ?"“ I do n't remember that 'd materialize, but if it does, there 's always visitation every early week."( smiles, osculate ... )"You got this all wired, do n't you ?"“ I think so, but we got ta work it."

A silence fell as the two newly incestuous lovers kissed, cuddled and fondled for a time, delighting in the discovery of each other 's trunk. Cindy, ending a tender osculation, was first to break the silence :"Daddy ?"“ yeah, Punkin ?"“ Would you do me again ?"“ Um ... You wan na ..."“ I want you to fuck me again, but different this time, if you can ..."His pecker throbbing firmly against her mons in silent assent to her request, he hesitated, asked :"How so, babe ?"“ I want you to separate me you love me when you put it in. I want you to cuddle me and snog me, and I wan na go slow. No screaming cums this time. I wan na feel you moving in and out of me. I want you to look in my center, know I 'm your daughter, that we 're doing incest, that I want it as much as you do, and that we 'll be lover together as long as we can be. An'I wan na see your side when you cum. Can you do that ? Would you do that ? Now ? Please ?"“ Gee, Punkin, he grinned. That 's a mighty marvellous order, but I think I can manage - with your help, that is ..."( more giggles )

Gently rolling Cindy onto her back, Howard traced his forefinger down from her navel, over her mound, to just above her button, when she reached up and took custody of his hired man."No, Daddy, I 'm ready now. I 'm still wet and getting wetter. I want your cock inside me ... nooooooowwww, please ?"Catherine Howard rolled over, placed a knee between Cindy 's legs for balance and moved over her. Kissing her, then looking straight into her oculus, he said what she wanted to hear :"I really do screw you, Cindy, and I 'm claiming you as mine, in every way."Placing the head word of his peter firmly at her, he started slowly, firmly stroking himself into her tight, wet bonk tunnel. He 'd barely bottomed-out in her sweet honey-hole, his orchis nestled in her butt quip, when she sighed, Grabbed his shoulders, looked directly back at him and cooed,"Oh God, Daddy, your cock feels so good in me, just like I always hoped it would."Softly stroking his shoulders, she breathed,"You 're mine. I claim you. You 're my Daddy. I 'm your daughter. This is incest, but I want it, bad. Be with me forever ? Or as long as you can ?"“ I will if you will."“ I will. Now fuck me slow ..."

Propping himself so they could both see their lurid, incestuous joining for a moment, he asked her to look with him and see it, then he looked back at her with somewhat softer optic and shared,"This is n't 'fucking, Punkin .'( giggles ) screw is what we did in the bathroom, and we 'll probably do again, real soon. Right now, I 'm making sugariness, attender making love to my baby girl. I know you 're my girl. I know its incest, but I want it as bad as you do. I do n't just hump you, I 'm IN love with you, and I want you forever. Can I make you ?"“ Yep, pappa. I 'm yours. God ! Your dick feels so good in me. Promise me that we can defecate love like this, and fuck like we did too ?"“ Promise. I probably wo n't last too long this way, but I love doing it this way too."“ Its ok, Daddy. We can do more this way too. If you wan na cum now, its ok ..."“ Not just yet, dearest, but soon."

He lowered himself, nuzzled her neck and ear, whispering of lovemaking and desire and feeling good being inside her while she sighed and moaned, kissed back, and snuggled warmly into his body. In one night, his own girl had put the making love back into sex that he 'd missed for so prospicient, and he was damned if he was n't going to show his appreciation for it by giving her anything she needed or wanted. She was now his. He was now hers. Now, to make it go on. He shut off his thinker, kissed his child girl soul deep and stroked Sir Thomas More deeply as his balls gave him their tingly warning that orgasm was near."Gettin'fix to cum, Daddy dear ?"“ Uh ... how 'd you guess ?"“ Your cocky got bigger and you 're pushin'deeper, like Mr. Cocky wants to get me pregnut, hm ?"His cock doing all the intellection now, he groaned,"Oh God ! young woman ! Uh ! I do want so bad to cum inside you, and and I do wan na make you pregnant."“ Then cum in me, pop. Make me pregnut ! Cuddle me and cum in me. I want it."That was all Howard needed to find out, all he longed to hear. His balls tingling, his spine chill, his cock throbbing ... Uhhh ... .UH ! UH ! UH ! He growled as he strained to go along his dazed heart on his child female child 's face while he loosed torrent after cloudburst of thick, gooey incestuous emollient into his willing baby girl 's love life duct."Oh WOW pappa ! ! You do cum firmly ! I claim you papa. I claim your mind, an'your'heart, an'your organic structure, an'your dick, an'your cum. You 're mine ..."( sigh )

To Howard 's head, as he rolled off to lie beside her, he could n't ever commend a dark like his daughter, Cindy had just given him, teenage romantics included. Its was soppy sweet, but Damned if it did n't find real - like he 'd just hook up with his nubile daughter. In a mode of speaking, depending on culture, he had. As he lay beside his sated, blushing baby lady friend, figure of his own pulp, looking into her center, kissing her, stroking her, lazily fondling her tit while she absently played with his now flaccid dick, he knew in his heart of nerve that he had. He 'd give her his cosmos without a moment thought, and hoped to share in hers where she 'd have him.

As they continued to kiss and play, his prick began another slow arousal. Not a speedy thing this time, but the Sir Thomas More she teased his cock and bollock, the thicker and harder he went, and the more tingly his orchis became, and he realized that he had at least one to a greater extent go in him before he totally petered out."You biz to go again, baby girl ?"“ Not a hot'n heavy one, Dad, or a long one, but I can take in you one more time. Then I 'm pooped, and I got ta slumber"“ Thanks, love. We 'll make it a quick one. It 'll be my chance to really find you from the inside this time."“ Sure, Dad. C'mon in and feel away."( smiles ).

When Leslie Howard Stainer again mounted his daughter, their combined making love juices allowed him to bottom out in a unmarried stroke."Whoa, Daddy ! You filled me up !"“ God daughter, you feel wonderful in there, he said as he held still for a instant to fully get the feel of her interior. Cindy purred, giggled and jiggled her chest of drawers into his, then reached around under his arms to force his body down onto hers. He was impenetrable, but not uncomfortably so. Reaching down and grabbing his butt, she pulled him gently forward to establish him the hint. For his own part, Leslie Howard Stainer kissed Cindy, and slacken stroked his way toward another climax, licking, kissing and nibbling her mouth, cervix and ear on his way. I 'm end again, baby fille. Can ya catch me ?"“ I 'm wide open, dada. Gim me whatcha got."“ Then here it comes, baby."And kissing her deeply, repeatedly he let go. Not an erupting vent this sentence, but a shuddering, pulsing, swiftly flowing river of cum left him to again bathe Cindy 's love burrow and cervical door. graven image ! If she were n't pregnant by now, there was something unseasonable with one of them ...

"Ooh, papa ... I felt that. Your putz thumps nice when it cums."“ Nice. I never really get it on how the young woman felt about that, or if she even felt the guy cuming."“ You can if you 're patient and feel with your body. I even felt my pot bounciness some when you came. Its really neat. I like fucking, but now I like making love too."( suspiration ) Kissing him again, she gently nudged him off her, and to her English, but making for sure he did n't move away."pappa ?"“ Punkin ?"“ I really need to slumber now,"and she yawned for effect."I know, girl. I think we wore ourselves out."“ Mmm. Nice way to put on out. Would you cuddle me ? Like you did when I was ten ?"“ Sure, Punkin. Just turn over and snuggle your back up against me."He snuggled up close to her, pulled the soiled quilt over them, and rested his arm on hers, preparing to slumber. Cindy had former estimation. She snuggled back, making indisputable she could experience Leslie Howard 's cock nestled in her cigarette go, raised her arm and pulled his hand through under her arm, resting it on her tit."Mm. Feels overnice. Cuddly ... G'nite, Daddy ..."“ G'nite, Punkin ... ”