Andrew pulled the car into the garage. It had already been a long week at the office and there was one more day to face before the three day weekend. He retrieved his briefcase from the passenger side floor and started toward the door that led into the house.

Something smelled wonderful when he stepped into the the hallway. Since his wife had died in an accident a little more than two years before, his daughter Olivia, not quite thirteen at that time, had taken over running the house. They had a housekeeper that came in three days a week to clean and do laundry, but it was Olivia that did the cooking, shopping, and made sure that bills were paid on time. Andrew had come to rely on her to make sure that things were taken care of at home so he could concentrate all his energy on his business.

“Liv?” he called, even though he knew where he’d find her on this warm May afternoon.

There was no answer and he looked out the window above the kitchen sink before going to the fridge for a cold beer. Olivia was stretched out on one of the redwood chaise lounges by the pool. Taking advantage of every last ray of sun, she was topless.

He walked to the sliding glass doors in the family room and stepped out onto the deck. “Hey, Liv,” he said as he opened the beer.

“Hi, Daddy,” she said stretching languidly. “Dinner will be ready in about half an hour.”

Andrew took a long swig from the bottle of beer as Olivia sat up and swung her long, tanned legs over the side of the chaise making no attempt to cover her firm, young breasts. Andrew knew he should talk to her about her habit of appearing half nude in front of him, but he liked that she was comfortable enough with her body that she didn’t feel the need for false modesty.

“I brought home a lot of work,” he said, tipping the green bottle to his lips again. “I’ll be in my office.”

Olivia rose gracefully to her feet. “I’m going to take a quick shower and then I’ll get dinner on the table. She stood on her tip toes to kiss him on the cheek, her right breast pressed against his arm. He could feel her nipple harden slightly through the cotton of his shirt and his cock twitched in response. Then again, maybe he would have that talk with her soon.

“Dinner is ready, Daddy,” Olivia said.

He looked up from the screen of his laptop. She leaned in the doorway wearing a short, baby doll halter dress. The tangerine color looked stunning against her tanned skin. Her long pale blond hair was slightly damp and wavy. She watched him look her over with a slightly amused look in her green eyes before she turned slowly to walk back toward the dinning room, her hips swaying seductively.

Andrew shook himself trying to rid his mind of the thoughts that had risen unbidden. His cock was half stiff in his pants. It had a mind of it’s own lately. He hadn’t been with a woman in the two years since Olivia’s mother had been killed by a drunk driver and lately his fantasies had been taking him to a dark place when he masturbated.

He didn’t know exactly when it had happened, but at some point in the last year his little girl had become a beautiful young woman. Always a pretty child, her delicate features had matured and she was now a stunningly beautiful girl with large, almond shaped eyes, a perfect, straight little nose, and full, luscious pink lips.

Her body had matured, too. Her breasts were round and firm, almost too large for her petite frame, her tiny waist curved into full hips, and her legs were long and shapely. Her perfect ass, though, was what nearly did him in. Firm, rounded buttocks that looked as though they were made to fit into the palms of his hands.

His cock was as hard as steel and he knew he couldn’t go into the dining room before he rubbed one out. He stood up and walked to the door of his office. “Hey, Liv,” he called as he stepped into the hallway, “you go ahead and start. I’ll be there in a minute.”

He didn’t wait for her reply before he headed down the hall to his room. He closed the door behind him and unbuttoned his trousers as he crossed to the bathroom. Pushing his pants and boxers down, he reached for the bottle of baby oil. Squeezing some into the palm of his right hand he closed his fingers around his raging hard on and began to stroke faster and faster as he imagined ramming all eight inches into his daughter’s tight little pussy. It wasn’t long before he felt the familiar tightening in his balls and his legs began to shake. He gripped the counter with his left hand to steady himself as he continued to stroke his cock, squeezing and pulling harder.

“Uhhhh, Liv,” he groaned as he began to cum. His body convulsed and he shot his load into the sink.

He picked up the hand towel on the counter and wiped away the drops that oozed from the tip of his wilting cock. He cleaned up the splashes of cum from the counter and rinsed out the sink before tossing the towel toward the wicker hamper.

He looked at his reflection in the mirror. “You are one sick fuck,” he murmured quietly before stepping out of the trousers and boxers pooled at his feet. He unbuttoned his shirt and shrugged it off dropping it on top of the towel as he stepped into the large walk in closet to find a pair of sweats and a tee shirt.

Olivia had nearly finished eating when he sat down at the table. She kept him company while he ate, though, chattering about her day at school and her plans for the long weekend. Andrew nodded in the appropriate places and tried to keep his eyes off his fifteen year old daughter’s cleavage as he finished his dinner.

“Jesse wants to take me to a movie or something this weekend,” she said.

That has his attention. Andrew didn’t much like his daughter’s boyfriend and the thought of her alone in a car with the horny seventeen year old boy made him uncomfortably jealous. He didn’t want to think about Jesse’s hands on Liv’s body and he knew that if he ever found out that the boy had stuck his cock inside her he was going to have to kill him.

He finished chewing and swallowed. “I don’t know Liv,” he said slowly. “You’re kind of young to date.”

“All my friends are allowed to date,” she said.

Andrew sat back and looked at his daughter. “Are you and Jesse sexually active?”

Olivia smiled a seductive little smile. “He tries sometimes,” she said. “I haven’t let him, though.”

Andrew picked up the glass of beer and took a long drink. “It’s best to wait until you’re sure you’re ready.”

“Oh, I’m ready,” she assured him. “I’m just waiting for someone really special.”

Andrew’s eyes met hers and she held his gaze, her lips slightly parted, the tip of her pink tongue darting out to wet them. His breathing quickened and she smiled that seductive little smile again. He shook himself. His sweet fifteen year old daughter couldn’t possibly be coming on to him. He really needed to start dating and stop these sick fantasies he was having.

He rose from the table. “Dinner was great, baby. I have to get back to what I was working on. Big presentation tomorrow.”

Olivia nodded and stood to start clearing the table, leaning over to give him a nice view of the tops of her beautiful, young tits. Andrew swallowed hard and returned to his office and tried hard to concentrate on the project he’d brought home. He couldn’t keep his thoughts from straying to his daughter, though and it was nearly midnight before he finished. He switched off the lights in his office and stepped into the hallway.

He heard the tv from the other end of the house and wondered if Olivia had fallen asleep on the sofa again. He padded barefoot toward the family room. He froze in the doorway unable to believe the sight that met his eyes. Olivia leaned back in the over sized leather arm chair facing the door, her panties on the floor, her legs spread wide and draped over the arms, her head thrown back, and her eyes closed. He realized with a jolt that she shaved her pussy leaving only a triangular patch of blond curls over the mound above the luscious looking slit.

Andrew quickly stepped back into the shadows of the hallway and peeked around the door to watch as her fingers slid up and down over her perfect pink pussy, lost in the fleshy folds. He tried not to breath too loudly as he watched her fingers delve deeply into her cunt and spread the juice from her dripping vagina over the pink lips and the engorged bud peeking from under its hood.

He slipped his hand under the elastic waistband of his sweat pants and grasped his erect cock. Working just the bulbous head, he wet his hand with the copious amount of pre-cum oozing from the tip before he began to stroke himself while watching his teen aged daughter work her quivering pussy.

As her breathing became more ragged she shoved the first two fingers of her right hand deep inside herself, thrusting them in and out faster and faster as she bucked her hips wildly. She pressed her thumb against her swollen clit and began to moan.

Andrew leaned against the wall and stroked faster matching his daughter’s rhythm, biting his lip to keep himself from crying out as he neared his climax. He didn’t care that Olivia was probably imagining Jesse’s hard cock thrusting deeply inside her twitching cunt. In his mind it was him between her tanned, silken thighs nudging her cervix with the head of his engorged cock as he thrust into her as hard and deep as he could.

Olivia’s body tensed and she lifted her sweet ass off the seat of the chair pushing her fingers even farther into her tight little pussy. Her quiet, whimpering moans turned into a loud groan as her cunt convulsed around her fingers. “Uh uh uh, Andrew,” she screamed as her orgasm wracked her petite body.

His mind reeled at the sound of his named coming from his beautiful daughter’s lips as she came hard. He felt his balls tighten painfully and the cum surging through his cock as he shot another load, this time soaking his sweats and running down his thigh. He leaned heavily against the wall for a second, breathing hard, before daring to look into the family room again.

Olivia still leaned back in the chair, her legs spread wide. She shivered as she tried to calm her breathing. Andrew’s eyes fixed on the beautiful pink flesh between her thighs. He knew it was insanely wrong, but he had to taste the precious juices oozing from her sweet pussy.

Her eyes flew open as he dropped to his knees in front of her. His hands caressed her soft, smooth thighs and he didn’t give her time to protest as he buried his face against her wet cunt. His hands slid to the back of her knees as he breathed the musky scent of her sex deeply into his lungs. His cock twitched as he pushed his tongue as far into her swollen pussy as he could. He swirled it inside her lapping at the walls of her cunt before he ran his tongue the length of her slit from the opening of her pussy to her engorged clit.

“Mmmmmmm, Daddy. That feels so good,” Olivia moaned as she wound her fingers into his hair.

He flicked her clit with the tip of his tongue several times before closing his lips around it to nibble and suck while he slid a finger into her tight opening. He worked it in and out while continuing his assault on her erect clit. She rocked her hips against his face and moaned senselessly.

He slid another finger into her thrusting gently against the barrier he felt a few inches inside her. His sweet baby girl was a virgin and he was going to be the man that popped her cherry. He worked his fingers in and out faster as she bucked her hips wildly. He slid his left hand under her clenching ass and kneaded her butt cheek as she rocked against him.

“Andrew,” she screamed pressing her thighs together against his head. “Oh God oh God oh God. Daddy i’m gonna cum.”

He lapped up the flood of sweet cum and pussy juice that flowed from her wetting his face and the leather beneath her ass. He stood up and lifted her into his arms. She wrapped her arms around his neck as he carried her quickly to his room.

He laid her gently on his bed and switched on the lamp before stripping hurriedly out of his wet sweat pants and tee shirt. Olivia’s eyes widened when his huge, erect cock sprung into view. He kneeled on the bed beside her and untied the halter neck of her dress to expose those perfect, young tits. He laid on his side next to her, his left hand caressing her right breast as his lips closed over the pert, pink nipple on the mound of her left breast.

Olivia sighed contentedly and ran her fingers through his dark hair as he sucked the areola into his mouth nursing it hungrily. Her hands began to explore his shoulders urgently and his hand slid over her flat stomach to the patch of silky hair at the apex of her thighs. He pushed his fingers into her tight cunt thrusting in and out, getting them thoroughly wet. He smeared her wetness over the head of his hard cock, mixing it with the pre-cum that oozed out of the tip.

He lifted his head and looked down at her as he positioned himself between her silky thighs. “I’m going to be as gentle as I can, baby,” he promised, “but this is going to hurt a little.”

She nodded mutely as she pulled her knees up and opened herself to him. He leaned down and, for the first time, kissed her sweet, full lips like a lover instead of her father. She opened her mouth and accepted his probing tongue meeting it with her own. He moaned into her honeyed mouth as their tongues danced.

Lifting himself a little he reached between their bodies and guided the head of his hard, aching cock to the opening of her tight little cunt. He pushed gently into her, pausing when he felt her tense. He held still while she adjusted to the two inches of hard man meat buried inside her. He felt her relax and pushed into her a little farther. The soft head of his throbbing cock came up against the thin membrane barrier.

Her hands slid down over the muscles in his back and he continued to kiss her hungrily as he prepared for the assault on her hymen. He drew back until just the tip of his penis remained in her tight pussy then thrust deeply into her virgin cunt. Her entire body tensed and he swallowed her scream as he buried the length of his thick, hard cock inside her.

He remained motionless, lifting his head to look down at her tear streaked face. He stroked her hair and murmured to her soothingly. “It’s okay, baby. Just relax. Daddy’s going to make it feel real good, now.”

He began to move inside her. Slow, shallow strokes eased even more by the blood from her torn hymen as her tight cunt gripped his engorged penis.

“It burns, Daddy,” she moaned as her head thrashed back and forth on the pillow.

“I know, baby. Relax. It’s going to feel better soon.”

He continued to thrust gently, resisting the growing urge to fuck her hard and fast, ramming himself into her tight, wet cunt until he exploded. She began to pant and rock her hips to meet his thrusts and he increased his tempo and the length of his strokes.

“Oooooooooh, Daddy,” she she moaned. “God, it does feel good.”

He bent is head and captured her mouth beneath his kissing her hard as he fucked her grasping, sucking cunt. He pushed up on his arms and drew his cock almost all the way out of her tight, young pussy moving his hips in a rotating motion before slamming all eight inches back into his little girl.

“Yes, yes, yes,” Olivia chanted. “Fuck me hard, Daddy.”

That was all he needed to drive him over the edge. He slid his hands beneath her ass and squeezed her cheeks hard as he thrust mindlessly into her pussy. He felt his impending orgasm beginning to build as she rocked with him, her nails digging into his back as she panted and moaned. His balls slapped against her ass as he lifted her so he could drive himself more deeply into her.

“Uh uh uh uh, Andrew, don’t stop. Fuck me fuck me fuck me. Oh God, I’m going to cum.”

Her legs clenched around his waist as he fucked her fast and hard. Her body tensed, her pelvis slamming against his as she took every inch of him into her tight cunt. “I’m cumming. Oh God oh God. Andrew, I’m cumming.”

“Yeah, baby. Do it. Cum for me,” he moaned.

He felt her pussy convulse around his thick, hard cock and he tried to pull out before he shot his hot semen into his daughter’s grasping vagina. Her legs tightened around him as her own orgasm rocked her and he lost it. Thick ropes of cum roared through his throbbing cock and he flooded her. He could feel the muscles in her tight cunt clenching around him, milking the cum from his balls. It felt like he was never going to stop spurting into her.

“God, Liv,” he groaned as he collapsed onto her, burying his face against her neck. “Oh, baby, that was so good.”

She held him tightly, feeling him trembling in her arms as they both settled down. “I love you, Andrew,” she whispered fiercely against his ear.

“I love you, baby,” he said rolling onto his side with her in his arms.

Her leg was still thrown over his hip. her arms around him, his half flaccid cock still inside her. He shivered as he felt her deliberately tighten the muscles in her cunt around his sensitive organ.

Oh, Liv,” he moaned. “Baby.”

She snuggled against him. “I’m going to call you Andrew when it’s just us,” she said. “You’re mine now, and I’m yours.”

He murmured his agreement. He was most definitely hers. “I can’t come inside you again,” he said. “Until I get some condoms you have to let me pull out, baby.”

“Why?” she asked. “It felt good when you shot your cum into me.”

“I can’t make you pregnant,” he said shaking his head.

She kissed his chin, his throat, his cheek, his lips. “It’s okay,” she said. “Aunt Jen took me to the clinic to get birth control pills three months ago when I started going with Jesse.”

Andrew opened his mouth then closed it again and kissed her. He didn’t know why his sister-in-law would have done something like that without telling him, but he was grateful now that she had.

Olivia smiled impishly. “She thought I was thinking about having sex with Jesse, but I knew it had to be you.”

Andrew gazed at his young lover adoringly. “You’ve been planning this?”

She nodded. “And I’m also planning on having your baby growing inside me some day,” she informed him confidently as she played with his hair.

“We can’t do that, Liv,” he said firmly. “Something could go really wrong if I got you pregnant.”

“We can get genetic counseling or something,” she said. “Not together, of course, but if there’s nothing wrong with me and there’s nothing wrong with you why can’t we have a baby?”

“People would know,” he said.

“I’ve thought about that, too,” she said smiling. “In a few years I’ll be done with school and we can move somewhere that no one knows us. You’ll be the lucky guy that sold his business and retired early and I’ll be your hot, young wife. All your new friends will be jealous when you knock me up.”

Andrew pulled her closer and kissed her forehead content to let her wind him into her fantasy as sleep over came him.

He woke to the annoying beep of the alarm clock, but before he could do anything about it Olivia rolled onto her back and groped for the off switch. She turned back to Andrew and slid her arms around his neck.

“Good morning,” she said kissing him lightly.

Andrew rolled her onto her back and leaned over her. Placing a hand on either side of her lovely face, his thumb slid into the corner of her mouth. Her lips parted and he kissed her deeply. His hand slid down over her stomach, his fingers working themselves between the fleshy lips of her pussy. He began to thrust a finger into her tight opening. As she began to grow wet he slid a second finger into her. He worked his fingers in and out faster and deeper until she was dripping. Without breaking their kiss he positioned himself between her soft thighs and guided the head of his cock into her cunt. She groaned and slid her hands over his shoulders and down his back as he began to thrust into her with a desperate urgency.

He pushed up on his arms and looked down at her as he increased his tempo. Olivia’s hands glided lower grabbing his ass as he fucked her fast and hard. His breathing became harsh and erratic and she knew he was going to cum quickly. She rocked her hips, meeting each thrust, thrilling to the knowledge that she could give him so much pleasure.

He grunted and she felt him erupt inside her. He grunted again as he continued to pound her. She felt another spurt and another as his cock pulsed rhythmically in her tight pussy.

“Uh uh uh, baby,” he groaned burying himself as deep as he could. “God, Liv, I love you.”

She planted quick kisses all over his face as he collapsed in her arms. “I love you, Andrew,” she murmured against his lips. “I love you so much.”

He rested his forehead against hers. “I’m sorry I came so fast. I’ll make sure it’s really good for you next time,” he promised.

She gently caressed his face. “That was good for me,” she assured him. “It feels so good when you’re inside me and just making you feel good is an incredible high.”

He laughed. “Oh, baby,” he said kissing her, “there’s no way for me to tell you how good you make me feel.”

He glanced at the clock and groaned as he rolled away from her. If he didn’t have an important meeting today he would have blown off going to the office and spent the entire day in bed with her.

She rolled onto her side and watched as he stood up and walked naked to the bathroom. He had an incredible body for a forty year old man and she wanted him again already.

He looked over his shoulder at her and grinned. “Come on, baby, take a shower with me.”

She sat up and wrapped her arms around her upraised knees. “If I take a shower with you, lover, you’re going to be late for work.”

She stood up and skipped over to him. Pushing up on her toes, she wrapped her lithe arms around his neck and kissed him dancing back as he started to wrap his arms around her.

“I’ll make coffee while you shower alone,” she said as she disappeared into the hallway.

She was in the kitchen singing along to the radio while she poured his coffee into a travel mug when he entered in his gray suit, briefcase in hand. She had showered, too, and her wet hair was pulled back in a sleek ponytail. She was wearing pale blue terry boy shorts and a thin white tank top.

She turned to hand him his coffee and his cock twitched when he saw her hard nipples poking out against the opaque fabric of her shirt.

“You can’t wear that to school, baby,” he said as she straightened his tie.

“I’m not going to school,” she informed him matter of factly. “I have too many things to do today.”

He smiled indulgently. “What do you have to do today?” he asked sitting the coffee mug down on the island in the center of the kitchen before pulling her into his arms.

“Things,” she repeated smiling up at him. “I need a credit card and some cash for a cab.”

He pulled his wallet out and gave her five twenties and a credit card. Sliding his wallet back into the pocket inside his jacket, he pulled her close and bent his head to kiss her. It was a long, deeply satisfying kiss. “I love you, Liv,” he said.

“I love you, too, Andrew,” she said stroking his smooth face. “Leave the office as early as you can. I have a surprise planned for you.”

He laughed. “You do, huh?” He kissed her again. “Will you be done with your errands by two?”

She nodded.

Andrew released her reluctantly and started toward the garage. Olivia stepped into the hall. “Don’t forget to call me off school, Daddy,” she said smiling impishly.

It was just before two when Andrew pulled his car into the garage. He was feeling good after his successful meeting this morning and three drink lunch with his newest client. Now he was looking forward to the next three days alone with Liv. He was anxious to start exploring all the possibilities of their new relationship.

He heard her in he kitchen talking to someone as soon as he entered the house. It was Reba’s day to clean, but she had to have been there and gone because her white mini van wasn’t parked in the driveway.

“I’m home, babe,” he called sitting his briefcase down by the door.

He walked to the kitchen and leaned in the doorway. Olivia was sitting on the counter with her cell phone pressed to her ear. She was wearing a short denim skirt and a pale pink silk jersey tee shirt with pleated ruffles cascading down the front. Her hair was pulled back and she was wearing impeccably applied makeup. She looked a lot older than fifteen.

She smiled brightly at him. “I’m sorry if it messes up your plans for this weekend, Jesse, but my dad really needs to get away.”

Andrew smiled back as he sauntered to where she sat. She held the phone back as he kissed her deeply.

She turned her head breaking the kiss. “I do have to go with him,” she said. “If I don’t he’ll just take his laptop with him and spend the whole weekend working.”

Andrew pushed her thighs apart and stood between them. He slipped his hands under her shirt and cupped her firm, round breasts, squeezing them together as he gently massaged her nipples with his thumbs. She leaned back supporting herself on one arm and closed her eyes.

“If you had something you had to do with your family, I’d understand.”

Andrew lifted her ass off the counter and pushed her short denim skirt up around her hips. He hooked his thumbs under the sides of her white lace thong. She lifted one butt cheek then the other as he pulled it down. He lifted her left leg as he slid her panties down and slipped one side off. He briefly admired the black patent leather platform sandal on her foot before kissing her ankle and running his tongue up the inside of her leg.

He lifted her legs and draped them over his shoulders, then spread the fleshy, pink lips of her pussy and thrust his tongue in as far as he could.

Olivia gasped and almost dropped the phone. “Jesse, I have to go,” she mumbled hoarsely. “I’ll talk to you at school.”

She dropped the phone onto the counter beside her and Andrew picked it up and pressed the button to end the call. He licked from the opening of her cunt to her throbbing clit then looked up at her from between her legs.

“I think you’re through with Jesse,” he said huskily. “I don’t want you to see him anymore.”

“I know,” she said wrapping her legs around his head. “I can’t break up with him over the phone, though.”

“You belong to me, baby,” he said as he thrust the first two fingers of his right hand into her cunt.

“Yes,” she moaned as he began to work them in and out.

“Who do you belong to, Liv?”

“You, baby,” she moaned breathlessly. “I belong to you.”

His mouth closed over her clit as he shoved another finger into her. He nibbled and licked as she began to rock her hips. He twisted his long fingers back and forth as he continued to thrust them into her. He sucked her clit, pressing it against his front teeth with his tongue. She began to shake violently and he knew she was close to cumming.

He unwrapped her legs from around his neck and with his hand on the back of her thigh, he pressed her right leg up until her knee was by her breast and her left leg was hanging down over the edge of the counter. Laying his forearm across the back of her thigh to hold her leg where it was, he pressed his left hand firmly against her abdomen just above her pubic bone. He turned his right hand palm up and began fucking her furiously with three fingers.

“Andrew,” she gasped as her body tensed. “Oh god, that feels . . .” Her breathing was fast and ragged. “What are you doing to me?”

“Go with it, baby,” he said. “Just let it happen.”

She bucked her hips wildly and whimpered as he continued to work her sopping wet cunt.

“Uhhhhhhh, oh God oh God oh fuck,” she groaned. She lifted her hips off the counter as he pound her insides. She screamed as her cunt convulsed around his thrusting fingers and the most intense orgasm she’d ever had wracked her body. With his hand pressing down on her she could feel her uterus contracting. She came so hard that she squirted and it soaked Andrew’s white dress shirt. What he was doing to her quivering cunt felt so good that it was painful.

She grabbed at his hand as he continued to shove his fingers into her. “Stop,” she groaned as tears spilled from her eyes. “Oh God, Daddy, stop. I can’t take anymore.”

He buried his fingers deep inside her and felt the rhythmic contractions rippling through her tight, little pussy.

Releasing her right leg he slid his left arm under her shoulders and lifted her so he could kiss her. She tried to lift her arms to wrap them around his neck, but her entire body felt drained and she was as limp as a rag doll.

He pulled his fingers out of her and sucked them into his mouth one at a time. He cradled her in his arms and carried her to his bedroom. Laying her on he bed he quickly stripped. He spread her legs and kneeled between her wet thighs. Lifting her round, firm ass to rest on his strong thighs, he guided his erect cock into her wet, swollen cunt and watched it slide in and out of her as he began to fuck her slow and deep. She moaned, but she didn’t have the strength yet to do more than lie there and let him use her body to get himself off.

He pressed her legs up and apart and leaned over her to thrust deeper and faster. His breathing grew ragged as he increased his tempo. He could feel her trembling and realized that, as overly stimulated as her cunt already was, she was going to cum again quickly. His strokes were long and hard as he pistoned in and out of her. He could feel the bulbous head of his penis pushing against her cervix every time he slammed into her.

Her arms closed around him and he arched his back as she dug her nails into his skin. “Andrew,” she groaned loudly as her pussy contracted around his throbbing cock.

As tight as she was he could feel every convulsive ripple and it sent him over the edge. He growled as as his balls tightened and cum rocketed through his pulsing cock. One wave of ecstasy after another boiled through his loins as he shot load after load of cum into her drenched pussy.

He collapsed on top of her shaken by the intensity of his orgasm. He rolled onto his side and pulled her close. She nestled against him and he lifted her little hand to inspect the long, French tipped acrylic nails.

He smiled and kissed her tenderly. “One of your errands?” he asked.

“Mmmm hmmm,” she murmured. “Don’t fall asleep. We have to leave.”

He had noticed the suitcase and overnight bag when he carried her into the room but he was too focused on his need to be inside her to wonder about them before now. “Where are we going?” he asked pressing his lips against her damp forehead.

“Carmel,” she said. “It’s a four hour drive.”

“Bet I can do it in three,” he said smiling.

“If you get us there in three you can teach me to suck your dick tonight,” she said drowsily.

“Bet I can get us there in less than three hours,” he said sitting up. “Come on, baby. This time you are going to shower with me.”

Anonymous readerReport

2015-09-05 19:38:55
Dam so HOT im soooo wet


2015-07-19 01:23:04
"A Family Thing Part 1" - Forty Year Old Widowed Father, Andrew and Barely Fifteen Year Nubile Daughter, Olivia.

This is my second reading of this fabulous story of a loving father and his equally loving mid-teenage daughter, Olivia. The story is even more interesting, pleasing and pulsive than when first read barely six months ago. This writer has captured my imagination, and my love of blood-kin father and daughter incest. They are lovers, personified, and are totally dedicated to pleasing each other.

The writer/author is masterful, being careful to fill the reader with precision and the right dose of details. The diction and character conversation appear real, life-like and awesome!! The characters, father Andrew and daughter, Olivia are very loveable, inspiring and have magnificent realism. For those readers never to have experienced incest with their opposite gender child, this story surely must make them want to experience the reality of incest post-haste!


2015-01-18 14:47:24
"A Family Thing Part 1" - Forty Year Old Widowed Father, Andrew and Fifteen Year Old Mature Daughter, Olivia.

There are very few excellent Father and Daughter blood-kin incest stories, of good quality and redeeming values. Most of them are stroke stories, forced group sex on her, abuse and rape, total disrespect and treated like animals!

Andrew and Olivia meshed together--emotionally, physically and sexually--at the right time, the same time! Sweet daughter Olivia is mature far beyond her years; she has known for quite some time that her father, Andrew, was and is the man for her!

The writer has garnered an excellent cast of characters in father Andrew and Daughter Olivia. Both of them are beautifully cast as parent and child, their dialogue is fantastic, lively and precise! If the remaining Parts are as great as this Part of the story, by every measure, it is monumental in scope, message delivery, theme and plot and treatment of Father/Daughter incest romance and love!


2011-04-11 17:38:21
Tremendous writing. All good writers keep their stories in 3 or 4 sentences per paragraph at most. Your scene "flowed" (boy did it) and you characters and descriptions are well thougth out. I am just dicovering you and will read all your stories. Great work!

anonymous readerReport

2011-03-24 06:28:56
Good one nothing beats the theme of dad daughter incest story

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