Incest/Taboo Soothing My Daddy

It is amazing how quickly you can get used to the extraordinary! Three weeks ago, I had never dreamed of having a sexual relationship with my father, but trying to help him deal with severe leg cramps and pain brought on by work and stress led me into initiating a more intimate relationship with Daddy, I became used to having some sort of naughty fun with Daddy on a daily basis..

Not a night ended that I didn't go to sleep with the taste of Daddy's sweet semen in my mouth. Mama couldn't leave the house for more than a few minutes without Daddy's mouth and tongue feverishly licking my pussy. Once Daddy realized that while I was still a virgin – never having had a man's cock inside me before, but that my hymen had long been history (thank you, McFeaver's Riding Academy!), he also taught me how talented a man could actually be with his fingers. Even as he would make me moan and croon with pleasure using his knowledgeable digits, I was making another mental note to continue to be pissed at my old boyfriends who hadn't had a fucking clue!

Daddy's nights of walking the floors in pain, unable to sleep were long over and after several days of being obsessed with touching, kissing and licking each other's bodies, we were both getting more sleep as we became more confident in hiding our activities from Mama.

Mama wasn't a bad person, but the truth is she'd lost interest in sex years ago which had left Daddy high and dry and eliminated one avenue of relieving the stress of being a floor supervisor at the local paper plant and of being married to Mama who wasn't the easiest person to live with anyway. I know Mama loved me, but I was also the "later in life surprise baby" that she never quite got over having and she already had her favorite – my older by thirteen years sister, Amelia – now living in Atlanta and raising her own family.

Neither Daddy or I had any real guilt over our love affair – pleasuring my daddy had given me a sense of purpose and fulfillment unlike anything I had ever known and his touch was sweet ecstasy that grew each time his lips or hands touched me. I was in love with his long, thick cock and dreamed of the moment that he would take my virginity and completely claim me as his woman. The problem at hand was that Daddy didn't want to simply sneak a fuck with his baby girl...he was waiting for an opportunity to fuck me at our leisure...no hurrying, but rather taking our time and luxuriating in our incestuous desires.

Alas, between work and school and Mama's schedule running the local branch of a big insurance company, Daddy and I could never get more than an hour or two to ourselves and Daddy considered the possibility of the two of us slipping off to some 'No-Tell Motel' as too sleazy and out of the question. Still, we worked hard to squeeze in enough lewd behavior to keep the need to fuck at bay and I have to admit, any chance to have Daddy's cock stuffed down my throat, gushing torrents of his hot semen was a wonderful thing.

In three weeks, I'd managed to suck Daddy off as he sat at the kitchen table in a straight back chair, sitting between his legs as he relaxed in his favorite overstuffed chair, kneeling at his feet in my bedroom, while he was sitting on the toilet in the upstairs bathroom, with him sitting on the stairs, and in the garage. Daddy had twice made my Saturday mornings lovely by waking me up licking my pussy until I was on the verge of orgasm. We already were so attuned to each other that we could sixty-nine ourselves into a mutual orgasm. Several times as Mama cooked dinner, Daddy would find me and pin me to a wall and slip his fingers under my dress or down my waistband and finger-fuck me to an orgasm, his tongue in my mouth to squelch my screams of pleasure.

Every morning I would wake up with the erotic memories of pleasuring Daddy the night before...sometimes accompanied by the sweet echoes of Daddy pleasuring me as well. I would stand before my mirror, naked, inspecting my body and feeling both beautiful and fulfilled as I ran my hands over my curvy five foot, five inch body, my short, curly hair looking unruly and sexy. I would caress my full and pert 34C breasts and stroke my little pussy that always seemed to be wet these days and dream of lying back in bed, my legs parted as Daddy prepared to finally bury his huge cock in my virgin cunt!

Mama was oblivious to our incestuous affair, focused as she had been for years on making her agency the most successful insurance agency in town and on the rapidly approaching birth of Amelia's third child. I had no way of knowing then, but it was my big sister, Amelia who had disliked her baby sister almost as much as Mama had, that was to provide Daddy and I our opportunity to finally take our expression of love to a higher level.

I had just got home from working at the bakery and my mind was on what I was going to be wearing when I finally gave Daddy his nightly cocksucking. I was wondering if my low cut nightshirt was clean as I came in through the kitchen door to find Mama and Daddy sitting at the table – a fierce frown on my mother's face.

"About time, Lillian," Mama snapped. "Sit down, we need to talk."

My stomach began to do flip-flops as I wandered how Mama had found out about Daddy and me. I slid into a kitchen chair with my parents on the ends of the table between me. Mama just scowled disapprovingly as she had pretty much done my whole life, but my fears abated slightly as I gave Daddy a brief glance and realized he was doing everything he could to not grin from ear to ear. His eyes were alight with pure happiness.

Turning my gaze to Mama and trying to be nonchalant, I asked in as normal a tone as I could muster, "What's up?"

"Your sister is what's up," Mama snapped back at me. "As if you really care – I imagine Amelia can't remember the last time you called her to see how she was doing."

There was a sulky, petulant undertone to Mama's voice and I had to struggle to not snap back that it had been five months ago when Amelia had called me to chew me out for sending my seven year old niece a new 'Barbie' doll for her birthday and telling me that she was offended by my perpetuating such sexual stereotypes and that my specific response had been to, "Bite me." Instead, I took a deep breath and replied, "Is Amelia and the baby alright?" trying to inject a tone of concern into my words.

"She's fine," Daddy said before Mama interrupted him with an impatient wave of her hand.

Mama stared angrily at Daddy and then me before saying, "No, she's not! She's got a houseful of kids and a husband that works too much and doesn't do enough and she's in her eighth month and she needs our help."

"Our help?" I softly echoed. "Um, how?"

"Your mother thinks we should go down to Atlanta and help out...till after the baby is born and things can get back to normal," Daddy said, throwing me a wink. "I have pointed out that you're in the middle of your Senior year of school and that I have a job that I can't go gallivanting off from."

"That's not important!" snarled Mama. "What's important is that we take care of Amelia. She needs us!"

"Well, sorry, Mama, but I'm not taking off from school." My reply was short and angry and I was a little off balanced because I couldn't figure out why Daddy seemed so upbeat.

Before Mama could jump down my throat, Daddy spoke up, his voice a little louder than usual as if he was reminding Mama that she couldn't make the decisions for us all by herself. "Amelia's going to be fine and Pooh's not going anywhere and neither am I, Helen." Daddy paused and stared Mama in the face, backing down any snippy remarks she might have spit back at him. "Now, Honey...you can take off all the time you want – I know you keep the office running like a top and whatever can't be handled by Timothy or Bettina, you can deal with from your laptop. Helen, if you absolutely have to go hold Amelia's hand while she has another baby, you go right ahead. I'm sure that Pooh and I will somehow survive!"

My jaw dropped open in utter surprise. First off, Daddy hardly ever raised his voice to Mama like that...he was usually so soft spoken and agreeable. Second, it came to me in a sudden flash why Daddy seemed so pleased...Mama going off and spending God knows how much time down in Atlanta...maybe weeks and weeks of it just being Daddy and me!" I felt a shiver go through me that hardened my nipples and dampened my pussy!

Mama tried to stare Daddy down, but he wasn't having any of it. Finally, she resorted to getting teary-eyed and said in a slightly teary voice, replied, "I cannot understand how you can be so callous about your daughter...your first born child, John." She flicked me a hateful gaze. "Or your big sister, Lillian."

Daddy's voice got a little louder and a bit angrier. "She's a thirty-one year old woman with two kids and a husband – an adult who's been on her own for over a damn decade. And you best remember, Helen, you have two daughters and do what's best for both of them." Mama stiffened up at Daddy's words, but he softened up a little then and reached out and put his hand on Mama's arm in a familiar and affectionate manner and said in a gentler tone, "You go on down to Atlanta – it's only a five hour drive and if we need you here, we'll call. Pooh and I will be fine and I reckon we can manage not to burn the place down while you're gone."

Mama nodded, her face still angry and replied tersely, "I'll go pack. I'll leave in the morning." She stood up and stomped away – her anger with us apparent in her stiff-backed posture.

Once I heard her bedroom door slam, I turned and looked at Daddy who had the goofiest grin on his face I'd ever seen. "You reckon we can manage, Daddy?" I giggled and then I was climbing into his lap and kissing him all over his face. "I might manage to fuck you to death!"

Daddy kissed me back, his strong hands cupping my ass cheeks under my tight jeans. When he finally let my tongue slip from his mouth, he said softly, "I told you our time would come, Pooh. Just one more night and then I'll officially make you a woman."

I felt a foreshadowing tremor of orgasmic energy ripple through me and kissed Daddy some more before Mama came stomping back down, barking orders and issuing edicts on how I was to do things while she was gone. I decided to win gracefully and acted properly abashed by the weighty responsibilities I was now responsible for, acknowledging that I was to make sure Daddy's meals and laundry were taken care of. Daddy had to get up and leave the living room, his hand over his mouth to keep from laughing when I solemnly vowed to Mama to, "Take care of all of Daddy's needs while you're gone, Mama. I promise that you'll be proud of the job I do."

Mama narrowed her eyes at me, trying to figure out if I was making fun of her or not while Daddy had a coughing fit in the hallway. That night was like Christmas Eve. I thought I'd never get to sleep. Partly, that was because for the first time in over three weeks, I didn't go to sleep with the taste of Daddy's cock and semen in my mouth. When I had approached him, he just kissed me and said, "I think I'd like to save it for tomorrow night, Pooh."

I pouted a little, especially when he told me that we'd need to wait until tomorrow evening since he did have to work and I had school. I had really thought we would be in bed and fucking up a storm before Mama got to the city limits. As it was, Mama didn't leave until mid-morning – Daddy called me on my cell phone just as I was going into Chemistry. He's spent the morning helping Mama get ready – getting the car serviced and all and then saw her off before he went into his job late. "I'll be a little late tonight, Pooh – about seven o'clock myself," he said. "But it's Friday and we'll have the whole weekend to ourselves.

"I can't wait, Daddy!" I murmured back. "I love you!" Daddy told me he loved me too and hung up. I promptly cut class and slipped off, skipping the rest of the day – formulating plans for the evening that awaited us. I had an inkling of how a bride must feel on her wedding night. I wanted to make this evening special for Daddy and there were things to do.

I knew it would eat into my time, but I spent a few hours going to and from Knoxville, but after having visited a few certain stores, I considered the time to have been well spent. A quick stop at the grocery and then I was back home to peruse Mama's bookshelf full of cookbooks until I located an old dusty and battered green binder. Once I had the kitchen details knocked out, it was time for a long, hot bath and some finishing touches and then just having to wait for Daddy.

It was a little after seven when I heard him come in. I was waiting for him in the living room, feeling pleased as he bellowed out as he came through the kitchen, "Something smells delicious. What have you been up too, Pooh?"

He came striding into the living room and came to a complete stop as he found me waiting for him in front of the fireplace, his mouth hanging open in surprise even as my eyes went wide with surprise of my own. "Pooh...you're...you're beautiful." I was dressed in a lacy black garter belt, thigh high black hose and four inch black, high heels. Around my waist was a frilly red apron with the words, "Daddy's Little Girl" embroidered across it inside a heart. Other than that I was naked, my firm, pert breasts heaving a little with excitement while my nipples visibly throbbed. I had teased my hair into a perfect halo of black curls that framed my face and I imagined that my blue eyes burned with a powerful lusty energy.

Daddy himself looked good. He'd had a haircut and he must've showered and changed at work because he was wearing a clean polo shirt and slacks – his body, albeit stocky, projected power and strength. In his arms were two dozen roses – white and pink. I felt a little nervous flutter in my stomach as I opened my arms and said, "Welcome home, Daddy!"

He rushed to me then, setting the roses aside to kiss me, hugging me to him and nearly lifting me off my feet as we kissed, tongues dancing merrily with each other. "Pooh, I'm...well, I don't know what to say," he murmured, holding me against him – his cock clearly hard under his slacks.

I ran my tongue over his lips and whispered back, "You don't have to say anything, Daddy. Just enjoy!" I eased myself from his embrace and carefully squatted down, wavering a little on the spiky heels. I fixed my eyes on Daddy's face, never glancing away as I unzipped his pants and reached inside and drew out his erection – feeling so hard and alive in my hand. Keeping my eyes on Daddy's handsome visage, I took him into my mouth, his cock now so familiar to my lips and tongue and I felt myself growing wetter as I tasted my father's precum and the unique flavor that his flesh possessed.

"Oh, Pooh, but I thought we were waiting for..." Daddy's voice trailed off as I rolled my tongue teasingly over the head of his cock.

I let him slip wetly from his mouth, feeling my saliva dripping off his cock as I replied, "Oh, we will, Daddy, but I wanted to do this for you now because I know it will help you last longer...later." Daddy groaned as I gazed up at him with an evil smile in my eyes while I took him back into my mouth, sliding my lips back and forth – each time taking him a little deeper down my throat. It pleased me to know that even though three weeks ago, I came nowhere near being able to deep-throat my father's cock, I had mastered his long, thick monster quick enough.

I felt almost giddy, sucking Daddy's cock in the middle of the living room without any worries of getting caught and Daddy moaned and sighed as I sort of giggled and hummed gaily with my mouth stuffed full of his throbbing penis. His fingers intertwined in my short, curly hair and I crinkled my eyes at him to show how pleased I was when he slowly began to fuck my face.

I sucked and slobbered and licked at Daddy's cock until I could feel him tensing up, coming off the balls of his feet and I wrapped my lips tightly around the head of his cock and sucked ferociously until he growled, "POOH!" and then he exploded in my mouth – gushing thick streamers of his strong, hot semen. I moaned approvingly, my tongue rolling over his piss slit, urging him to give me more of his seed...his sweet daddy seed that I knew I was forever addicted to.

Daddy squirted and shot semen for what seemed forever, but finally the flood of his sperm eased to a trickle and then nothing and I finally let him slip from my mouth, offering one last loving kiss and lick to the slowly shrinking head. "Thank you, Daddy," I purred, slowly rising up – my muscles taut and protesting as I did.

"Thank you, Pooh...that was incredible." Daddy pulled me to him again and kissed me on the lips, not seeming to mind in the least that he could taste himself on my lips. That made my daddy all the more attractive to me – I'd never come across a high school boyfriend that had let me kiss him after I went down on him.

"You're welcome, Daddy," I said as I started to undress him. "Are you ready for dinner?"

My father nodded as he watched me strip him naked, replying, "Um...yeah, it smells wonderful, like something my mother used to make."

I giggled and leaned into Daddy, enjoying how his naked and hairy chest felt against my bare titties and kissed him. Then I slipped my hand through Daddy's arm and led him towards the dining room – a rarely used area of our house. There, dinner awaited us and Daddy sighed happily as I said, "It should, I found Granny Paula's recipe book that she gave Mama and fixed her 'Pot Roast and Taters!'

Daddy looked at me with an expression of wonderment as he murmured, "My favorite! I can't believe you've done all this...your mother never..."

He stopped speaking as I guided him to his seat and kissed him again. "Well, from now on, my daddy is going to be treated a lot better." I leaned over, well aware that Daddy was staring at my hanging breasts and bussed him on the cheek. "I'm going to give you whatever you want, Daddy." I moved to take my seat, pleased that I'd impressed Daddy as well as score points at Mama's expense. My mother had never cared for Granny Paula or her cooking and had flat out refused to use her recipes.

Daddy was in hog heaven as he made his way through his mother's pot roast and roasted potatoes which he claimed I'd fixed perfectly – eating two helpings while I watched him, a little surprised at how good it made me feel to please him in such a domesticated way.

When he finally finished and I cleared away the dishes, his eyes watching my mostly naked body the entire time, I said teasingly, "Is my daddy ready for dessert?"

Daddy groaned and leaned back, patting his belly as he replied, "Lord, Pooh – I'm not sure I could eat another bite!"

I laughed as I stepped to him and eased myself atop the dining room table in front of him, scooting back a bit and spreading my legs as I tugged my apron away to reveal my newly shaved and baby smooth mound to my father. "Are you sure, Daddy? It seems to me that lately this might be your favorite treat."

"Ohhhh, Pooh!" Daddy breathed, staring hungrily down at my bald pussy – as hairless as the day I was born. My labia were swollen with arousal and spread wide apart – their lewd blossom revealing glistening wet flesh. I had been sopping wet since before Daddy came home – the evidence gleaming on my juice covered thighs.

I barely had time to whisper in a little girl voice, "Eat me, Daddy!" before he plunged his face into my crotch, his tongue wide and flat as it licked my cunt from bottom to top before spearing between my pussy lips and into my sodden, fiery cunt. "Oooooohhh, Daddy!" I crooned as several hours of lusty need were finally addressed by my father's talented mouth.

I could barely remain sitting upright so powerful were the sinful sensations that Daddy triggered in me as he sucked at my labia and lapped me again and again, his tongue swirling and roiling over my aroused flesh – pussy juice suddenly splattering against his chin and chest as he roughly tongued my clitoris as carnal ecstasy so powerful it nearly made me black out, coursed through my body.

Daddy snarled and gobbled as he licked me...any words becoming utter gibberish as he filled his mouth with my cunt, tongue delving deep inside my slick, pink pussy, but I understood him. I was his favorite desert and he took nearly as much pleasure from eating his daughter's pussy as I did from having him eat me.

My pussy was on fire and Daddy's tongue was incestuous gasoline, igniting my pleasure and need for more as he licked and sucked at me. I let my head fall back and I screamed, "EAT ME, DADDY! LICK ME AND MAKE ME CUMMMM!" as my legs kicked wildly as I spread them wider and raised them up – my high heels dangling from my feet while I bucked my pelvis against Daddy's mouth – his tongue seeming to plunge impossibly deep within my quivering pussy!

Suddenly I was screaming with tears running down my face as Daddy's lips carefully, but securely fastened around my clit and he began to hum, suck and lick it all at the same time or so it seemed. I wasn't sure because I was having a super-orgasm – the pleasure welling up inside me being so intense, I wasn't sure if it was actually pleasure or some terribly wonderful type of torturous pain. I writhed in orgasm and it just didn't seem to end, but just kept rising and becoming new and unsuspected levels of erotic pleasure that seemed to consume me, evolving me into something new...a being not of flesh, but of pure carnal desire and joy and I screamed my love for Daddy until my throat was hoarse with pain and I was slipping into a world that consisted of nothing but never-ending orgasm.

I came back into myself aware that I was gasping for air and that my body was still quivering with ecstatic delight and that I felt as if I were floating or perhaps, rocking weightlessly in the air. I opened my eyes to see my father's loving face smiling back at me. Behind him, the scenery floated and changed. I felt safe and secure, wrapped in strong, loving arms...my daddy's strong, loving arms. It was only then that I realized Daddy was carrying me somewhere...carrying me like I was a child again...or his bride.

"Daddy, where are we going?" I said it in a halting, child-like voice.

"I'm taking you to bed, Pooh," Daddy replied, his voice sounding like pure love.

"Are you going to fuck me, Daddy?" I asked, impishly keeping my voice sounding young.

"Yes, I am. I'm going to fuck my little Pooh until you scream with more pleasure than you ever imagined possible."

I moaned wordlessly, anticipating the moment and not speaking until I saw Daddy was moving towards my bedroom. "No, Daddy," I whispered, pointing towards the door where he and Mama had slept for over thirty years. "That's our bedroom now. You're my man and I'm your daughter and you're going to fuck me on our bed!" Daddy's nostrils flared with anticipation and if he thought me presumptuous to claim Mama's place as my own, he didn't say so, but simply changed direction and took me into the bedroom where he was going to claim my virginity.

Daddy paused as he stepped across the threshold. "Oh my, been busy haven't you, Pooh?" he said staring around the room. Over a dozen candles lit the room with a single lamp turned on, its light muted into an erotic red shade by a scarf draped across the lampshade. Scented candles filled the air with hints of lime and coconut and gentle ocean breezes, bringing to life a secret fantasy of someday fucking my daddy on a beach somewhere in the Southern Pacific.

"Do you like it, Daddy?" I said softly, my hand slowly reaching up to caress his cheek. "Will you fuck me now, Daddy?"

He turned to the bed which was freshly made and turned down and he carefully climbed up onto the bed and moved on his knees towards the center of the bed where he tenderly laid me down. He loomed over me, staring at me as if I wasn't real or if he tried to touch me, I would simply dissipate like mist. I eyed the massive erection that rose from his lap, his thick cockhead oozing precum as it waved in the air. I spread my legs and pulled my knees back as I held out my arms to my father and moaned, "Fuck me, Daddy! Claim my cherry – claim me – make me your woman!" I waggled my fingers anxiously and sighed, "I love you, Daddy! Come fuck your little girl!"

Daddy moved between my spread legs – his cock so hard now that it nearly slapped against his belly and I was young and inexperienced enough that I had no idea how rare that was for a man of Daddy's age. I did instinctively comprehend his expression as he moaned, "God, yes, Pooh. I'm going to fuck you until you beg for mercy!" The coarseness of his voice – raw and hungry was matched by the almost bestial expression of lust and desire that was etched on his face. I understood completely. Daddy was a man and his daughter was a woman and like animals in heat, nothing could stop us from mating now.

Suddenly, Daddy's weight was on me and his lips crushed against mine, his tongue hunting down my tongue as he kissed me hungrily, my nipples dragging against his furry chest as he hunched against me. I rolled my hips even as Daddy's hands reached down and cupped my buttocks, tilting me slightly and then I felt his immense thickness against my labia and I shrieked into Daddy's mouth as his cock spread my pussy lips and invaded my flesh.

I understood that any desire to be gentle with me was gone – that my first time with a man was going to be a primal, lustful thing and the only thing that matched my Daddy's desires were my own incestuous hunger to have my daddy buried deep inside me. Even as Daddy rammed his cock into my wet and tight pussy, I flung my pelvis up to meet his thrust and then I was screaming with pain and pleasure as my father's swollen penis spread my cunt flesh as he sank into me to the hilt!

"So goddamn sweet and tight, Pooh!" Daddy growled at me as I sobbed with both pain and pleasure, my mind reeling that it was my father inside me, filling up my most intimate place with the cock that had made me. My body naturally responded to his erect penis and without thinking, I was already beginning to undulate my body against Daddy's – seeking to start that magical dance that only a man and woman could share...one that I had truly never known, but now hungered like never before to experience.

"Fuck me, Daddy!" I sobbed, already feeling an orgasmic wave building within me. "Show me how much you love me, Daddy and fuck me, fuck me, FUCK ME!"

My first honest cock induced orgasm exploded within me – part of it the incredible sensation of my cunt being completely filled with hard dick and part of it fueled by the knowledge that the hard dick was hard, Daddy dick! I began to buck and rock under my father and Daddy responded by immediately beginning a series of thrusts and lunges, sawing his big, hard cock in and out of my pussy, grunting like a working bull seeding his herd.

I wept with the pleasure of my daddy's cock buried in me. I screamed with the ecstatic knowledge that it was my father who was fucking me. I laughed and shouted in exhortation in the desire to never release Daddy's cock from my fiery and sodden cunt. It was lovely...it was heaven...it is impossible to fully describe the beauty and perfection that was that first dance of incest with Daddy. I only knew it was wonderful beyond words and that it was perfection and that love and lust for my father would forevermore be intertwined in my feelings for him. I could feel Daddy's love for me in every throb of his cock and I recognized his pure lust for me with every kiss he planted on my lips.

I smelled our arousal as the air filled with the aroma of pussy and cock and sweat and lust amidst the sounds of wet flesh slapping on wet flesh as Daddy pounded me with his cock driving the air from me in harsh gasps each time he bottomed out in my pussy, drawing wails of intense pleasure as he ground his crotch into mine, the head of his dick probing deeper with each thrust – seeking my cervix – seeking that most optimum location to fill me with his baby-making seed!

My eyes went wide and I screamed with new pleasure as I was suddenly aware of an overwhelming need to make my daddy a new baby – the most ancient and primal drives within me now awakened as Daddy drove his cock into me again and again! My body screamed to be impregnated by my father, my ecstasy addled mind seconding the notion as it sent my pleasure to even greater heights.

I screamed, "YESSSSS! FUCK ME, DADDY, FUCK ME AND GIVE ME A BABY! GIVE ME THAT BIG COCK AND FILL ME UP, DADDY – I LOVE YOU SO MUCH! FUCK ME, DADDY!" between wet, sloppy kisses and harsh, quick gasps for air as Daddy just kept burying that wonderful penis inside me...so huge that it made me feel tight and swollen from the delicious way his shaft scraped my clinging pussy flesh. "DEEPER, DADDY!" I moaned. "FUCK ME DEEPER AND HARDER WITH THAT DADDY DICK!"

Daddy obliged me, thrusting deep into me and as he ground his groin against my cunt, his hands swept down away along my widespread legs, lifting them up and then they were draped on his shoulders and he was tilting me up and then as deep as he was, Daddy's erection seemed to slip even deeper inside me, finding new sweet spots for the tip of his spongy and yet firm cock head to probe and then he moved his knees up just a little and began to hammer into me again – a series of brutal and quick thrusts that detonated my most intense orgasm yet.

I began clawing at his shoulders and back like a wild cat in heat, screaming wordlessly and shrilly as my body writhed and convulsed and the white hot ecstasy spread through me, consuming me until I was nothing but incarnate sexual pleasure and then when I thought nothing could surpass it, I could Daddy snarl, "Cumming, Pooh...all for you, little girl!"

I felt Daddy thrust hard and deep into me – literally driving the air out of my body. In the tight confines of my pussy, I could feel Daddy's cock begin to swell and then he began to flood my womb with molten hot semen. "DADDDDDDYYYYYYY!" I screamed as my father began to empty his sperm inside me...pleasure spreading to every fiber of my body, making it feel as if my curly, black hair was standing on end while my toes tried to clench and make little fists. My nipples throbbed with a painful intensity, so swollen I thought they might burst.

My screams faded into sobs that were then muffled as Daddy kissed me again and again, licking and sucking at my lips as he just seemed to go on ejaculating forever. Time seemed to stand still – a long moment of forever perfection punctuated only by Daddy's soft moans of, "I love you, Pooh...Daddy loves you so much, Pooh."

The intensity of the erotic sensations left me helpless and limp. I felt my legs slide off Daddy's shoulders to rest all wide and akimbo. Daddy finally withdrew from me with an obscenely wet sucking noise which I could only respond to with a moan of both pleasure and loss. I felt Daddy's body rise off of mine and then he was cuddling me – holding me close, wrapped up in his arms and I think I murmured, "I love you, Daddy!" before I drifted off into a sweet slumber in which orgasmic aftershocks lent an erotic tone.

I awoke what must have been hours later. The room was dimmer as some of the candles had burned down and guttered out. I was aware of hands caressing my body – Daddy's hands, cupping and massaging my breasts while he showered gentle kisses all over me, starting in the sweet, sensitive spots in the hollow of my throat and the following a path downward, his tongue marking the trail, pausing only to kiss me here...and there. Lips pursed and closed around my nipples, first one and then the other, sucking them while his tongue flickered over the hard tips.

Daddy's sweet kisses continued down to my belly, stopping long enough for his tongue to tease my belly-button playfully before continuing down, kissing first my left inner thigh, then my right. A hand slipped over my bald pussy, smearing the wetness there that was both mine and Daddy's. His mouth blew warm air across my well fucked flesh and then his tongue zeroed in on my clitoris and I arched my back as again pleasure immeasurable coursed through my body.

Something wet and large slapped against my shoulder and I turned and saw Daddy's cock inches from my face. I moved and took it effortlessly in my mouth, my head dizzy as I tasted Daddy's now familiar semen and my own pussy juices. The combination was a new taste sensation and I was instantly hooked. Eagerly I sucked at Daddy's dick, my tongue busily swirling about to clean him up.

Then Daddy withdrew from my mouth and I would have whined in displeasure, but Daddy hands were guiding me – rolling me over and urging me onto my hands and knees. "Daddy?" I murmured questioningly.

"Shhhh, Pooh – Daddy wants to please his little girl again. I've...dreamed of this," Daddy said softly, pressing himself against me – his chest warm and scratchy against my back and his arms tight around my body. He kissed the nape of my neck, even as he pulled me upright – his cock between my thighs, his shaft sliding along my pussy lips – the sensation so good, I could almost feel my labia puckering with anticipation. Daddy's hand cupped my breasts again, palms rubbing circles over my hard nipples – the friction making the hairs on my arms stand up.

Daddy leaned me forward, his hands pressing down on my back until I went down, now resting on my knees and elbows, making my tight butt wave higher in the air. Daddy eased back and I felt his hands on my buttocks, spreading them slightly and then his erection was probing my pussy again – finding my slick and spread labia and then I let out a soulful moan as he again plunged into me – his firm thrust burying several inches of his cock inside me again and I bit my lower lip as new and lewd sensations rippled through me as his flanged cock head stroked into me from new angles, filling me up so sweetly.

I dropped my head to the sheets, my voice almost muffled as I moaned, "Yesssss! Oh, Daddy, yessssss! Your daddy cock feels so good!" Incestuous pleasure swept over me – my fingers clawing at the sheets as Daddy's arms went around my waist and he began to fuck me steadily from behind. I was stunned as I realized that from this position, Daddy was now again plundering virgin flesh – somehow sinking deeper into my pussy than the first time!

"Fu-fuck me, Daddy! FUCK ME HARD!" I screamed as pleasure expanded into ecstasy, growing greater each time Daddy impaled me with his long, thick dick. Again, I was swept away in the illicit joy of being fucked, being fucked by my father and that my daddy was fucking me doggie-style! I was quickly rendered nearly helpless – held up by Daddy's strong arms while my ears were filled with the loud and wet slaps of flesh against flesh as Daddy fucked me from behind.

"Sweet girl...my sweet Pooh – Damn, little girl, I love your tight pussy!" Daddy moaned, his voice hoarse with desire. His hands slid up my waist to cup my tits again, fingers digging painfully into my firm tits and using his grip for leverage as he slammed into me faster and harder. "Love you, Pooh...Daddy loves you so much!"

"L-love y-you, tooooo!" I wailed back, feeling myself being raised up by Daddy. One hand left my breasts and suddenly there were fingers intertwined in my curly hair, pulling my head back farther, arching my back as I felt Daddy's lips on my cheek. He fucked me without mercy then, holding me against him, rolling his hips and thrusting forward to bury himself deep in my young womb again and again. My lips found his and we kissed messily and erotically, tongues slathering against each other before, during and after each slobbery wet kiss.

Daddy's hand left my hair and slid back over my body – caressing my shoulder, my right tittie and then slipped over my flat belly to find my cock filled cunt, fingers sweeping over the wrinkled and sopping wet folds of flesh and then bracketing my clitoris which he teased as I broke off a wet kiss to scream as I orgasmed – my pussy tightening around Daddy's throbbing cock!

I could only hang limp in Daddy's grasp, my body convulsing in the throes of carnal ecstasy as he fucked me, him groaning in pleasure as he wormed his cock in and out of my greedily grasping pussy. Abruptly, Daddy stopped and I whined as I felt him withdraw completely. Daddy was gasping for air – his face red with effort as I realized he'd been fucking me for many minutes. He gave a halting laugh and said, "Just got to take a breather, Pooh – reckon I'm not gonna be cumming too quick!"

Daddy fell onto his back, looking both sexy and funny with his body slick with sweat and his erect cock waving in the air. As my own orgasmic sensations waned, I knew I had to have more of Daddy's dick and I giggled and said, "Let me do the work for a while, Daddy!" I scrambled on top of him – moving into a squat over his hard-on and taking it in hand. "My turn to fuck my daddy!" I purred as Daddy's eyes grew wide at the wantonness of his daughter.

I trembled with excitement as I rubbed the head of my father's cock against my wet flesh, sending new tremors of pleasure through my body. "You are so big, Daddy!" I sighed as I eased down and his cock head popped inside me. "I love you, Daddy...I love your big cock!" I whispered in my sexiest little girl voice as I slowly impaled myself on my daddy's erect penis. I gave a low and lewd mewl as I felt Daddy expanding me, drilling deeper inside me and making me feel more like a real woman than ever before.

Daddy's dick seemed to go on forever inside me until finally I felt his wiry pubic hair tickling my bald pussy. I gave a little wriggle, making my firm tits bounce a little and wrinkled my nose at Daddy and said, "I love how fucking huge you feel in me, Daddy!" And I did...Daddy's cock was again at the limits of virgin territory. I rolled my hips to see if I could him any deeper into my womb, but like a perfectly fitting glove, my pussy was absolutely packed with his cock, almost as if it had been meant this way...Daddy and Daughter joined together – cock and pussy as God had wanted it to be.

Orgasm washed over me and I almost fainted from the intensity, reaching out with my hands to steady myself on Daddy's chest – fingernails raking light, bloody lines on his flesh. Neither of us seemed able to speak – rendered mute by our incestuous joy and capable of only sighs and moans. My world went gray for a moment, leaving my consciousness awash in an ocean of ecstasy and then I was back, impaled perfectly on Daddy's cock, his eyes locked onto mine as we said, "I love you," silently to each other.

As my orgasm receded in intensity, I slowly began to rock atop Daddy and that was sinfully sweet. I got my feet positioned and slowly rose up a few inches and then slowly dropped back down and almost swooned. I never imagined a cock producing so much pleasure. I think Daddy felt it too as he managed to gasp, "So fucking sweet, Pooh! Daddy is so proud of you, baby girl!"

Daddy's words felt almost as good as his cock and I began to slowly ride him, rising up enough to savor the sensation of Daddy's cock scraping along my pussy flesh, but never, never letting him escape my clasping lips. I slowly eased into a steady motion, whispering, "I love you, Daddy," as I fucked him – holding his hands against my breasts after he reached out and began to squeeze and caress them.

It was my turn to sweat madly with carnal effort, dripping perspiration as I bounced atop Daddy's cock – drops of sweat splattering against Daddy's chest as I felt him filling me up again and again...orgasmic explosions temporarily halting my efforts as I sobbed and cummed again and again!​