Incest/Taboo An Affair with My Married Daughter

I woke with a start! Bolting upright I looked around. Daylight was streaming around the curtain edges in a room that I did not immediately recognise. Adrenalin pumping, I was confused. Breathing slowly, I gradually normalised my heart beat once again. Only then could I reflect on where I was.

Progressively, as I awakened further, the previous evening all came back to me. Being at the airport with my daughter Meg, and saying goodbye to her husband Derek as he jetted out to fix a problem associated with his work.

My wife Julie was taking the opportunity to join Derek on his trip for a bit of sightseeing whilst my grand-daughter Mandy also flew back to university to continue her medical studies.

I remember Meg could not continue the drive back home so we stopped overnight at a motel.

As I flopped back onto the bed, the images of our illicit lovemaking flooded my thoughts. We had both willingly engaged in sexual intercourse with each-other. We had both been unfaithful and willingly cheated on our respective spouses. We had both willingly engaged in illegal behaviour. We had committed what some would describe as the ultimate sin. We had both willingly committed incest.

"Oh fuck!" I said to myself as I comprehended the extent of our misbehaviour. I say our misbehaviour as we are both as guilty as each other. Consumed by lust, we could not stop once our desire was ignited. Not desire for each other, but sexual desire. We both just needed a good fuck! I remembered we consummated our hunger on two occasions during the night, before, from my perspective, I collapsed exhausted.

As I recalled these events I could feel my cock coming to life once again. Sliding my hand under the sheet I gave myself a couple of pleasurable tugs before realising I was covered in the dry crustiness of our sex.

Suddenly the bathroom door opened and Meg stepped into the main room. Almost naked, she had obviously taken a shower as her hair was still damp. Her breasts jiggled as she stood in the doorway brushing her teeth. She once again wore the sheer white panties from the previous day that had been washed and left to dry in the bathroom overnight, the darkness of her pubic hair easily discernible through the material. She looked like a goddess.

Removing the toothbrush from her mouth, "It's about time you woke up sleepyhead!" she mumbled, "It's almost checkout time so you better get moving before we get charged another day!"

"Okay! Okay! I'm up," I said as she turned and re-entered the bathroom.

I needed to get rid of the crustiness as well so decided a quick shower was also in order. There was no longer any point in hiding my nakedness from my daughter, she had already seen all of my body, so I flicked the sheet back, rolled out of bed and ambled into the bathroom to join her.

As Meg was flushing her mouth over the basin I said, "Hey, where did you get the toothbrush and cleaner?"

"I found them in the cabinet under the sink Dad", she responded after rinsing, "This is the Deluxe room so I guess they had to include something for the extra money they charge!" she continued while opening the cabinet door again.

"Here's a set for you as well."

As Meg turned, clutching a small plastic bag, she stood up and looked directly at me for the first time since I entered the bathroom. It was then that she must have noticed my nakedness. Her eyes travelled the length of my body and settled on my semi-erect cock. I could see her body stiffen slightly before she looked directly at me once again.

Raising her free hand she shook a finger directly in my face.

"Oh No! Oh no you don't! Oh no no no!" she said while continuing to wiggle her finger at me.

Then with a humorous lilt in her voice said, "You get that python away from me Dad! I'm still a little tender after you let it loose on me last night!"

I could only smile... then said, "I'm just going to have a quick shower if you give me a minute?"

"Okay, but make it quick Dad... we don't have much time."

As Meg skirted around me she stopped, raised her hand to my face, and gently caressed my cheek. Her lips parting into a smile before she said, "I didn't realise just how much of a dirty old man you are Dad... If I had of... who knows what could have happened between us before this?" She paused, then with a thoughtful tone said, "I love you Dad!" before standing on her tip toes and kissing me tenderly on the lips. When our lips parted she turned and returned to the main room, taking a quick look back at me over her shoulder as she closed the bathroom door on her way through.

I was ecstatic at Meg's first response to our sexual activity, but knew I needed to get a move on. There would be plenty of time to think about everything once we're on the journey to Meg's home once again.

I quickly showered and cleansed myself before returning to the main room to complete my dressing. Ten minutes later I was ready to go.

"All set Baby Girl! Let's get moving so I can eat! I need my sustenance!" I said smiling.

Meg did not return my smile. Her mood had changed. "We need to stop on the way home Dad. I need to call in to see my doctor. That will require a little detour along the way, okay?"

"What's wrong Baby Girl? Are you ill? Is there anything I can do?"

"No Dad!" said Meg exasperatedly, "but after what we did last night... and you depositing your sperm in me... deep within me I might add," she said wittingly before continuing, "well... I'm not on the pill, or any other sort of contraception, so I need to see the doctor about my options. It's easy to do on the way home as we go past the surgery."

"Oh Baby Girl," I said, "there's no need to worry about that... I thought you knew."

Looking confused she asked, "Knew what Dad?"

"I've had a vasectomy Meg. After your mother had such a traumatic time during the birth of your sister, well... we decided that having two beautiful daughters was enough for our family... so I had a vasectomy. I've been shooting blanks for thirty seven years Meg!"

I could see the relief immediately in her face as the tears started to flow. She walked into my embrace and put her arms tightly around my waist. We held each other like that while she quietly sobbed into my chest.

"Shhhh... its ok Baby Girl," I cooed repeatedly in a clumsy attempt to sooth her.

As her sobs decreased I explained myself further, "I'm sorry Meg. I didn't think past my lust last night and... well... it just never occurred to me that contraception was an issue for you because I knew it wasn't for me... and I thought you would probably have known... especially since you seem to be well aware of my sex life with your mother... or lack of sex life... I guess I thought Julie would have had that conversation with you as well. I'm so very very sorry Baby Girl."

I stepped back and kissed her on the forehead.

When her sobbing stopped Meg looked up, lips trembling, mascara smudged down her flushed cheeks, "No I didn't know Dad. I've had a totally sleepless night worrying about the consequences of what we did last night. Oh I know I'm equally to blame... my need to... well... you know... was just as strong as yours."

"I just didn't think Meg. And of course you can't tell physically because nothing changes... the amount of semen and its texture... well... it's all still the same after a vasectomy... I'm so very sorry you went throu..."

"It's ok Dad," Meg cut in, "Let's just get out of here and head back home. You can follow me like last night ok?"

And with that we grabbed our personal items, then headed out to our respective vehicles and made our way back to the old farm in convoy.

The ninety minute drive was horrendous. My thoughts were in disarray, and in some cases, irrelevant, as I considered my deeds of the past 24 hours. Beginning with my initial reluctance to even consider Meg's proposal of a sexual relationship and how that evolved into fucking her twice last night.

I considered my relationship with Julie, how I now felt about her emotionally and sexually, and our life together. That for the first time in my marriage I had an affair with another woman yet, in my view, I still had not cheated on Julie.

That, because of our lust fuelled urges, Meg had also had an affair and how that may impact on her future relationship with Derek, not that was any of my business anyway but I was the guilty contributor.

Then there was the question of incest. I committed to exploring that issue further as I knew there are States and numerous countries where there is no law against incest. It's a moral and religious issue rather than a legal one.

Despite all the self-reflection, admonishment and guilt, I eventually realised that it was all to no avail as I would always come back to the one event in my mind's eye. The first time I watched Meg place the purple head of my cock at the entrance to her vagina, then slowly sank onto me as her slick hot canal enveloped my shaft, I knew then that I was fucked, both literally and figuratively.

I was bitten by the lust bug and I hungered for more! I knew that my dick was ruling my brain, yet I didn't care. The indescribable feeling of once again being able to have sex with a woman, after so long of being without, cast all of my self-doubts and common sense to one side. And not just any woman - my daughter - a woman who loved me and wanted me.

As we pulled into the driveway and each manoeuvred our vehicle into its respective garage space, I noticed that my Jeep was still parked under the portico outside the main building.

When Meg alighted from her Volvo she said, "I'm bushed Dad! You'll have to look after yourself today because I'm off to bed. I'm totally worn-out."

"Sure thing Meg. We can catch up later." I didn't want to say much more. It just wasn't the appropriate time.

Meg gave a weary smile, then stood on her tip toes and quickly kissed me on the lips.

"Thanks Dad," she said with a sigh, then turned and walked into the main house via the garage entrance.

I skirted around the outside of the garage and made my way to the kitchen via the rear entrance. The door wasn't locked, which I guess it normal when living so far out of the city.

I was starving and so, as quietly as possible, I rustled up a three egg omelette that included sliced and diced red onion, green pepper and tomato, subsequently sprinkled with bacon bits, and finished off with a couple of pieces of toast and ice cold orange juice.

Just as I sat down at the island bench to enjoy my feast, I heard the soft footfall of steps behind me. Meg ambles into the kitchen dressed in a very short black satin and lace long sleeve robe.

"Oh!.. My!.. God! Dad... that smells amazing!"

"Here... sit here Baby Girl. You can have this one and I'll make myself another."

"No Dad... I couldn't eat all of that myself! Let's share it."

"I'm not a sharer when it comes to food Meg," I laughed, "Its ok, I can quickly whip up another." That's what I proceeded to do while watching Meg completely demolish my omelette.

Perving on my daughter dressed in her lingerie, I could feel my yearning manifest in my cock as it started to swell. The black lace sleeves against her toned arms extended to an underwire bra that perfectly cupped, lifted, and encased her soft 34C breasts. The partially obscured dark pink areola of each puffy mound only added to the effect.

Should Meg have been standing then the satin bodice would have fallen from under the bra to a point slightly beneath the curve of her arse cheeks. However, Meg was not standing. She was sitting on one of the telescopic kitchen stools. The bodice gathered at her waist. From my position I could see under the bottom edge of her gown. Her trimmed pussy hair clearly visible trapped in the Y of her thighs contributed to the overpowering effect on my arousal.

Despite her earlier objection, Meg finished all of the omelette, one piece of toast, and half the juice.

"I had just collapsed onto my bed when the aroma of your cooking wafted into my room and I realised just how starved I was. Phew... I can't believe that I finished all of that myself!"

"You obviously needed sustenance as well Meg!" I said as I continued crafting a new creation for myself. When she did not respond I stopped dicing the tomatoes and looked up. Meg was eyeing the bulge in my groin. Before she could say anything I continued, "I thought while you're sleeping Meg I might take a hike up the hill trail if that's ok?"

Meg returned her gaze to me. "Umm... ok... yeah... that's no problem Dad. Just make sure you're back before dark! I don't want to have to send a search party out! Also, you won't need to take any water as the streams up there are all feed by artesian springs and are easily assessable."

Having finished, Meg got off the stool and walked around to face me.

Reaching up and placing her arms around my neck she said, "I'm going to try and get some sleep again now Dad. Please be careful ok?"

I took her into my arms, "I'll be ok Baby Girl," then lent down to give her a quick peck on the lips. However, as soon as my lips touched hers, lust took over once again and my tongue automatically darted out to caress her lips.

Meg pulled back instantly. "Okay... I'll see you later on," she uttered then turned and headed out of the kitchen.

I stopped cooking briefly, thinking through what had just occurred. It was obvious that Meg did not want to continue with our kiss... her hesitation was a red flag... yet before she left she didn't say a word about it... and she certainly wasn't dressed conservatively or to cool my arousal... she would've known the effect she was having on me.

When I finally sat down to eat, I decided that Meg was going through conflicting emotions and was probably having real concerns about what occurred between us the previous night, and the possible consequences of our actions.

Having finished my brunch I cleaned up and headed back to my room in the old barn above the new gym. As I exited the back door I could hear Megs mobile phone ringing followed by her muffled voice when she answered.

Back in my room I changed into my exercise gear which consisted of lightweight shorts, quick dry tee shirt, medium weight socks and a sturdy pair of size 14 walking shoes, topped off with a good hat and zinc cream.

It was a good four hours before I returned to the house, foot sore and weary. The walk itself was fantastic. Mainly grades 3 and 4 which is normally very achievable for me. However I had not exercised for a few weeks and it was clear that my fitness level had tapered off significantly.

As soon as I entered my bedroom I headed out to the balcony, turned the hot tub on, and set its thermostat to 32°C (90°F). I knew it would take a few hours before the tub reached my desired temperature and so I headed back to the main house to see if Meg was up and about again.

Turns out that Meg never got any more sleep. When I entered the kitchen Meg had left a note for me on the island benchtop.

Hi Dad, it read, if you are reading this then you have made it back home ok, hopefully without any injuries.  I received an unexpected phone call and have gone back into town for a meeting. I won't be back before dinner so you will have to fend for yourself again I'm afraid. There's some pizza in the freezer if you want something quick. Hopefully I won't be too late. Meg xx

I read the note through a couple of times, then headed back to my room and decided to call Julie.

"Hello darling," she answered after only 2 rings, "missing me already?"

"You are kidding Jules! It's been less than twenty four hours," I responded playfully.

We then spoke for some 30 minutes, well Julie spoke really and I listened, about her plane ride, and the hotel that she and Derek are staying in, and the sightseeing that day. She ended by telling me that she was accompanying Derek to a work function that night before enquiring as to what I had been up to since she had left.

Of course I could not tell her the truth. I think she would have been terribly upset if I had said, "Well you know that old dick you no longer had any use for, well, on more than one occasion I've had it balls deep inside our daughter."

However I did surprise myself about how easy it was to lie to her. Well not lie really... just skirt the truth by diverting the conversation away. So I only spoke to her about menial things like breakfast, and hiking the hill trail, and that Meg had gone to some meeting or other. Our conversation ended when Julie said she had to start getting ready for Derek's work function but we would speak the next day. I also made a mental note to speak to Meg so we could corroborate each other if necessary.

At around 7pm Meg was still not home so I decided to annihilate a family size pizza supreme then head back to my room for the night.

My immediate focus was on the hot tub and whether it had reached the temperature I set. Yes! 32°C and steaming away nicely!

Night was starting to close in so I switched on the two bedside table lamps before neatly folding my clothes and headed out to the balcony.

The soothing water of the hot tub was magical on my weary muscles. I hadn't realised just how drained I was feeling until I entered the tub and collapsed onto the lounging seat with its numerous massaging jets. I cleared my mind and just let myself drift with the relaxing movement caused by the jets.

"Dad!... Dad!... are you decent?"

I must have fallen asleep and woke with a start when Meg called to me. The jets had stopped, probably on their thirty minute timer, so I must have slept for a least that long.

"Can you wait a few minutes; I'm just about to get out of the hot tub Meg!" I yelled.

As I stood up Meg appeared at the doorway. "Bloody Hell Dad, it seems I'm always catching you without any clothes on! Are you always like this?"

"Don't be a smartarse," I responded jokingly as I sunk back into the water again, "Now hand your old dad that towel so I can get decent will you?"

I hadn't immediately noticed Megs attire but as she turned with a towel I saw she was dressed in a conservative but smart navy pin stripe pencil skirt with matching three quarter sleeve jacket and white blouse.

"And where have you been all dressed up so smart anyway?"

"Well that's my exciting news Dad! I've been offered a job and have had an interview."

Meg then proceeded to tell me she had received a phone call from the CEO of the building contractor who had completed all of the reconstruction work on their house, extensions, and outbuildings. He had been so impressed with the way she had managed the entire build that he offered her a position as Project Manager with the company.

The CEO explained that there are a number of older farms in the County being redeveloped and subdivided and his company had won the contracts for at least three major developments in the immediate area. He wanted Meg to project manage those contracts and perhaps others in the future.

"Oh my god Meg, that's fantastic news! And more than deserving I might add. So what did you tell him?"

"Well, obviously I thanked him for considering me, but said it's something I would need to discuss with Derek before I could commit myself. I'm going to give Derek a call now. You are the first to know Dad." she said excitedly before leaving the towel on the side of the tub and heading back inside.

"Okay... Hey!.. Hold on Meg!" I yelled toward the doorway. When Meg reappeared I continued, "You won't be able to call Derek, he's out at a work dinner."

"Mmmmm... ohhhkay... So, how do you know that Dad?" she asked quizzically.

"I spoke with your mother earlier and she told me. She was all excited because she is accompanying Derek as his plus one."

"Mom and Derek are out on a date?" Meg laughed but I could still hear the disappointment in her voice.

"I need to get out of this tub before my skin wrinkles further. Why don't you get one of those bottles of Prosecco you have stashed away and we can celebrate your new job?"

"Oh No, I don't think so Dad... I'm going to head back to the house, have a shower and hit the hay. I'll probably give Mandy a call to tell her the news and make sure she is ok."

"Okay Hun... hope you sleep well and give Mandy my love... I'll see you in the morning. Goodnight!" And with that I blew her a kiss.

Mandy stood her ground. "And Dad, I'm really sorry about before... you know... when you kissed me this morning."

"That's ok Baby Girl. I think we need to have a serious chat... well not serious serious but, you know, an honest open conversation about what's happened and... well everything really."

"You're right of course Dad. Please don't misunderstand me though... last night was fantastic, euphoric even... and I wouldn't change a thing... I have no remorse about what we did... but... it's just... well, being back here... in my home... my marital home... well, my moral compass is all over the place at the moment."

I didn't respond immediately. It's something that Meg is coming to terms with and probably a conversation for the future.

"Good night Meg."

"Good night Dad, I love you."

Shortly after Meg left I grabbed the towel and dried myself off, headed to the loo for a well needed piss, then cleaned my teeth and into bed. I was so drained that as soon as my head hit the pillow I was out cold despite my earlier snooze in the hot tub. I didn't even get under the covers or turn the bed lamps off I was so beat.

Sometime during the night I heard Meg speaking softly, "Dad... Dad... are you awake?"

"Ugh?"

"Dad, can I sleep here with you tonight? The house is so lonely and cold and I don't want to be by myself!" she whispered.

Coming out of REM sleep with my eyes still closed, "Er... Ah... shh," was all I could reply.

A short time later I subconsciously heard the click of the bed lamp switch, followed by the second lamp switch before the bed mattress sank slightly as Meg sat on its edge.

I automatically turned away and onto my side, trying and get comfortable once again. As I drifted off to sleep I sensed Meg cuddle into my back before slipping her hand under my arm to slowly caress my chest lightly.

"Mmmmmmm... that's lovely Baby Girl," I mumbled somewhat incoherently before blackness overtook me once again.

When I woke the next morning I was staring directly into my daughter's attractive face. Even in sleep and without any makeup she still looked beautiful.

I turned onto my back and stared at the ceiling trying to recollect how my naked daughter came to be in my bed. Eventually my head cleared and I remembered her night-time visit.

Trying not to disturb her, I got up and headed for the bathroom. Once fully showered, shaved and abluted, I wrapped a towel around my waist and crept back into the bedroom. Meg was awake and sitting up in bed, a sheet pulled over her.

"'morning Dad."

"'morning Honey," I said as I made my way to her side of the bed and sat down beside her, "How are you feeling today?"

She reached up and stroked the side of my arm, "Mmmmm... I'm ok. I'm sorry about yesterday. I was just having a slight meltdown," she said before allowing her hand to fall onto my lap.

"Soooo is there anything special you would like to do today Meg? Are you up for that talk?"

She was looking directly at me not saying anything, and then looked at her hand resting on my lap. She returned her gaze to me once again before I felt her hand move to the edge then underneath my towel.

She started to stroke along the length of my thigh, getting higher with each stroke, "I thought we might do some exploring today Dad. Just the two of us."

I stopped her arm mid-stroke and got up off the bed, removing her hand as I did so. "Well that's probably something I should get dressed for then," I said, as I slowly untied the towel from around my waist, allowing it to drop to the floor.

I stood there naked. Completely exposed to my daughters gaze. My cock starting to inflate with the forbiddance of what I was doing.

"Fuck me Dad! Your cock is..."

Meg didn't finish as she removed the sheet and swung her legs out of bed onto the floor. She sat there and reached out to cup my balls with one hand while lifting my hardening penis to her lips with the other.

"No Baby Girl! Today is for you," I said as I pushed her gently by the shoulders back onto the bed, her feet still on the ground as I straddled her, a knee either side of her and my stiff cock lying prone on her tight torso. I interlocked my fingers with hers and steered her arms above her head and held them there.

I wondered at her luscious breasts with their puffy areola and nipples. "I just love your boobs Baby, they turn me on big time."

"Do you Dad?" Meg said looking down, "Derek doesn't, he thinks they are odd for a grown woman. I look too much like a little girl he says."

I leant down and took her left breast into my mouth, gently sucking as I twirled my tongue around the nipple.

"OH DAD! ppplease be careful. They are very sensitive. Ohhhh..."

I moved to her right breast and gorged myself as I took as much in as possible, then slowly let it slide from my mouth until my lips encircled the puffy peak and my tongue gently flicked the nipple.

"Ohhh! Ohhh Dad!" Meg purred as I continued my sustained attack on each breast in turn, her body giving short sharp movements like small convulsions as I did so.

"Oh Dad please stop for a minute. I can't take it anymore."

There was an audible pop as I removed my mouth, but did not sit up. I moved forward until I could whisper in Megs left ear, "Derek's a fucking idiot. Your breasts are special Baby Girl."

"Please don't say that Dad... about Derek I mean. He's is my husband and I still love him... despite everything that's going on with us."

I sat up and could see that Meg was serious. Her brow creased with a slight frown as she continued, "Please don't think badly of him Dad. He is a good man."

"Ok sure... I'm sorry honey... I had no right to say anything. I wouldn't do or say anything intentionally to hurt you Meg!"

When I felt movement, I allowed Meg to remove her right hand, disengaging our fingers as she did so.

"I know Dad," she said as she cupped my neck and pulled me down to meet her. Our lips touched softly. This time Meg did not pull back as my mouth engaged with hers. Her lips soft and pliable, as I applied more pressure my tongue forced itself into her mouth to mesh with hers.

We made out like teenagers experiencing each other for the first time. Both whimpering until eventually we parted; breathless.

I could see Meg breathing as heavy as I was. Her chest rising and falling quickly, eyes partially closed as she sucked in the oxygen.

"Meg," I said, "I... know... we... haven't... had the conversation yet... but... what I am experiencing with you is unexpected and, quite frankly, mind-blowing... and... well... I know now that... I want to continue... I want us to continue... I want to be your lover Meg."

Meg's eyes were fully open now, widening then softening the more I spoke. She did not answer immediately.

"Is that only because I am your daughter Dad? And that you care for me?"

I knew how to answer her immediately. I had pondered those questions and many others recently myself.

"No Baby Girl! It's because you are a beautiful, sexy and desirable woman. Since you suggested this... this... liaison, I have looked at you as more than my daughter. You turn me on just by being around me. You don't hold back with your feelings and I think that perhaps you want to experiment further. I love that you are vocal and want to please me. You know what you do to me Meg... you have felt it... ha-ha; I never thought I could get so hard so often at my age... but you do that to me."

"Well yes, I have seen that Dad. You have been pretty obvious."

"Ha, yeah, out of control really," I responded, then, "But if I am honest, it's also because you are my daughter Meg. What we are doing is seen as taboo although not always illegal... and that only adds to the excitement. So, yes Meg, I also want to have sex with you because you are my daughter... and because I love you!"

I didn't give Meg the chance to say anything as I leant down and immediately kissed her, stifling any words that may have come out of her mouth.

Whether an automatic or involuntary reaction or not, Meg's hand went to the back of my neck and pulled me gently to her, holding me there as were continued our onslaught.

Eventually I unlocked my lips from hers but continued with small pecks around the edge of her mouth, her nose, her eyelids. Moving on to her neck and down until I once again connected with each of her wondrous breasts. As I feasted, Meg started to softly coo once again.

I let Megs other hand go, then, licking my way from her breasts onto her stomach, tasting and nibbling at her flesh as I went, I slid back until I was kneeling on the floor, my knees each side of her feet.

When I got to her belly button I spent several minutes just kissing, nibbling, and circling it with my tongue. I gazed up and saw that Meg was still breathing rapidly, her head to one side, eyes closed, while she continuously licked her lips and made small grunting noises.

Taking an ankle in each of my hands I tried to lift Meg's legs onto the bed. She resisted slightly before allowing me to guide her. I placed each foot at the base of her buttock, then, moving up I gently prised her knees apart fully... and there it was... her plump peach... Meg's vagina... her pussy... my daughter's cunt!

"Oh!... My!... God... Dad! I feel like you have got me on display!"

She was!

Meg's cunt was sitting atop of her pelvic bone, puffy, full and pronounced. I knew then that the prominent mound I had seen yesterday when she was dressed in her yoga pants was all her. Her dark pubic hair was very short and trimmed to the bikini line. Her peach was splayed open and showing its pink inner core, so very juicy and ripe. Her clitoris hard and inviting as it peaked out from underneath its hood was at the tip of her slit. Her love canal was slightly open and leaking sticky arousal fluid that ran down to her tightly puckered pink sphincter.

Taking hold of Meg's ankles once again, I moved them apart as I moved forward until I could position each of them over my shoulders. Back and forth I went as I ran my tongue along the inside of each muscled thigh; relishing her as I slowly descended toward my ultimate goal. It was only then that the smell became apparent. The aroma of vaginal fluid... it was Megs perfume... only slight with a not unpleasant musky odour.

Tentatively I reached out with my tongue and tasted her nectar. It was sweet yet tart with a slight metallic tang. Oh yummy I thought as I ran my tongue along the entire length of her slit.

"Ohhhhhhhhhh... fuuckkk... meeee... fuck Dad... that feels soooo fucking good!"

Then I touched her clitoris; Meg's pelvis jumped while her thighs squeezed my head with such force I thought I was going to faint.

"Oh!.. Oh!.. Oh no Dad!" she huffed breathlessly, "I'm just too sensitive there!"

Not to be deterred I grabbed her knees and pulled her thighs apart. Finally able to breathe again, I sucked in some air before opening my mouth as wide as possible and attempted to envelop then consume her entire peach.

As gently as possible I manipulated my lips against her vulva so that her labia and clitoris were softly massaged. Increasing the force slightly I then concentrated on her clitoris using a kissing, rolling and sucking motion with my lips and tongue.

I could feel Meg's fingers gently running through my hair, "Oh Dad... that is sooo nice... please please don't stop!"

I didn't, but lifted my chest slightly as I moved my right hand between her thighs until I could touch her pussy. While continuing to kiss her clit, my fingers parted her labia, exploring until they found the opening. I easily inserted my index finger fully into Meg's love canal until it bottomed out on the web of my hand. I gently pistoned it in and out for a few strokes before adding my middle finger. My hands are quite large and my middle finger, in particular, is very long. Meg's cunt felt very tight with both fingers inside her. My middle finger could touch her cervix when it bottomed out. She was very very wet which caused a suction sound every time I withdrew my fingers. Meg was now moving quite vigorously... thrusting her pelvis up as I inserted my fingers then down as I withdrew.

I knew that Meg was nearing her orgasm, pushing my head down harder onto her pussy while she continued to fuck my hand. Her actions were getting faster and her vocals louder.

"Oh fuck... I'm gonna cum Dad... Oh god, you're gonna make me cum Dad, Please don't stop! Oh... Oh... Oh harder Dad" she begged.

[Brrrrr Brrrrr]

[Brrrrr Brrrrr]

What the fuck was that noise?

[Brrrrr Brrrrr]

"OH FUUCCCCKKKK!" I heard Meg yell, "That's my phone Dad!"

[Brrrrr Brrrrr]

Her phone? What the fuck? When did she bring her phone in? More importantly, why?

[Brrrrr Brrrrr]

Meg pushed me back and made a dive for the bedside table.

[Brrrrr Brrrrr]

Looking at the screen she said, "I've to take this Dad, its Mandy."

[Brrrrr Br]- "Hello baby," I heard Meg say.

I was having none of this. Here I was left kneeling on the floor, horny as all fuck with my cock as hard as steel and leaking pre-cum in little droplets onto the bed sheets.

As Meg started her conversation with Mandy I lunged forward and pulled her back by the ankles, raising and opening her legs as I did so.

"Dad... Dad... we can't... its Mandy Dad!" Meg urgently whispered as she held her hand over the phone.

I was beyond caring. I needed to fuck and I needed to fuck Meg now!

Taking hold of my cock I ran it gently back and forth along the full length of Megs slit, her vulva squished either side as I parted the lips, then using the head of my cock I softly slapped her clitoris.

Meg moved her free hand to cover her pussy, "Oh please Dad... we can't just yet!" she whispered forcefully, "Its Mandy on the phone Dad!"

Looking up I could see Megs eyes were closed, her head rolled back. She was breathing hard as she continued her stilted conversation with Mandy.

"No, I'm okay Mandy..."

I removed Megs hand and placed the head of my cock at the entrance to her love canal.

Meg's eyes shot open as she lifted her head. A startled expression on her face she shook her head urgently.

"I am okay Mandy," she emphasised again, "Gramps and I are having a bit of a workout in the gym... that's probably why I sound...Ohhhh fuuucckkkk!"

I slowly pushed my cock in and watched the purple head part her. Sliding a couple of inches in then pulling out slightly before recommencing my assault.

"OhMandyI'mgoingtohavetogo," Meg said rapidly, "I'llcallyoubacklater,byefornow!" then she threw her phone on the bed beside her.

"OH FUCK DAD!!" she yelled, not holding back as she grabbed and twisted the bed sheets either side of her, "OH YOU FEEL FANTASTIC!!! OH!.. OH!..."

With each stroke I slide myself further into my daughter's cunt until I had no more cock left to give. I wasn't going to stop. I wasn't going to give her time to get used to my size. Immediately I started to slide myself in and out, using my full length and gradually increasing my rhythm.

Meg sounded like she was chocking. She was making guttural sounds with each thrust while raising her hips to meet me. The slapping sound of our pelvises meeting with each insertion became a slurp from our combined juices with each extraction.

"Meg, turn over," I said as I pulled my cock out, "I wanna fuck you doggy style Baby Girl!"

"Oh Dad! Why did you do that? I was almost there!" she said as she rolled over onto her knees and scooted up the bed further. "Hurry up! I want to feel that big cock on yours NOW!"

Raising my knees from the floor I waddled onto the bed behind her, lining my slimy rod up with the gap between her thighs. While kneeling Meg laid her forehead on the bed and reached between her legs until she felt my cock. Taking hold, she guided me to her canal until I parted the lips once again and sunk deep within her.

"Ohhhhh... welcome back Daddy! I've missed you!"

Not wasting any more time I took Meg by the hips and pulled her onto me as hard as possible before pushing her away slightly, continuing to guide our intercourse. With each thrust I wanted to push as much of my cock into her as I could. I was hitting her so hard that she was forcibly rocked forward with each impact. Meg was taking it. She took every collision with a little "Omph" followed by an "Ahhhh" as I pulled back.

Meg was not idle though. She had kept her hand between her legs after I had entered her and with every thrust she reached in and lightly tickled my scrotum. I had not experienced anything like that before while fucking, and the sensation was starting to send me over the top. I could feel my orgasm fast approaching.

Subconsciously we picked up the pace in unison. Each knowing the other was nearing their release. I knew Meg was nearing orgasm. She released my balls, moved both arms above her head and became more vocal as she pushed her face into the bed while crumpling up the sheets.

All of my senses were being blown as I watched my cock part the folds of Meg's vulva each time I entered her. Her deep throaty groans and cries of "fuck me harder Daddy" and "don't stop, you're gonna make me cum, I'm gonna cum" only heightened the physical and mental sensation I was experiencing knowing that I was fucking my daughter.

As my cock continued to piston in and out I was drawn to Meg's tight pink sphincter, noticing how that circular band of muscle would pulse with each stroke. With my right hand I reached between my pelvis and Meg's arse and, with my index finger, I scooped up our love juices. Spreading it along her perineum then massaging around her anus before I slowly inserting my finger up to my second knuckle. Keeping time with our love-making I simultaneously started to fuck Megs arse with my finger.

Meg went crazy. "Oh fuck!... Oh fuck!... what are you doing Dad?" she screamed as she started to buck against me.

Meg didn't stop fucking me though as she tried to reach around behind her and grab my hand.

"Oh that's too much... I can't handle that Dad... it's just...," Meg suddenly swivelled back again, "Oh my god!... I'm cumming Dad... I'm cuummmming!"

Hearing Meg scream and feeling the warm wash of her fluid envelop my cock sent me over the edge. I plunged harder into Meg, feeling my finger inside her arse caress the top of my cock as I did so.

I could not stop and within seconds I exploded. The release so intense that it spewed my cum deep within her cavity. My cock-head so sensitive at release that I could no longer move but held Meg tightly against me as my cock pulsed with each release deep within.

I released Meg from my grip as my climax subsided. She collapsed forward onto the bed. My cock slid from her with an audible plop while dripping our combined juices onto the sheets as she did so. I lay down on my side next to her, gulping air as I tried to regain my breath.

"Oh Daddy!" Meg said breathlessly, "Where did you learn to do that!"

[Hello]

"Nobody has ever made me feel this good. I wanna go again Dad! Do you think you are up to it?"

What the fuck is that?

[Are you alright? Hello!]

We both heard it simultaneously and bolt upright.

There it is; Meg's phone still lying on the bed, its screen brightly lit!

[Hello, Mom are you there?]

Stunned; we turned to look at each other... OH FUCK!!!!
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Epilogue​

It's been three months since that fateful day and Meg and I never had sex again after that. No we didn't get caught out. It seems that in her haste Meg had hit the MUTE control instead of the OFF button when she threw her phone down. Mandy did not hear us however neither of us could recover from such a close call. We could have destroyed our families and the realisation got the better of us.

When Derek and Julie arrived back from their trip everything returned to normal between us all. Oh there were times when Meg and I would steal meaningful glances with each-other, or would lightly touch each-others fingers as we passed by, but it never went any further than that. There were a couple of times that I caught Meg looking at my crotch though. She looked sad in thought.

Eventually Julie and I returned to our own home and our previous life. Meg took the Project Manager position and is doing very very well. Usually she phones me every couple of weeks just to catch-up. Our conversations are not as easy as they once were. We are always guarded with what we say. Perhaps one day that will change. I hope so because I would like to enjoy myself with Meg again.

Anyway, here I am at the airport and my flight has just been called. I'm off to see my younger daughter Lauren and her family. Julie is not coming on this trip. She gets tired very quickly these days so she decided to stay home.

About a week ago I received an unexpected call from Lauren requesting my assistance. She told me that she had been speaking with Meg and that Meg recommended me as the perfect person to help her out. Apparently she has some plumbing issues she needs taking care of!
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