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Oh Adrienne, Sweet Adrienne

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          Adrienne finished her homework and closed the textbook with a snap. God, she hated having to spend her weekend studying! She looked up at her clock and was surprised to see that it was almost . She didn’t feel tired at all so she decided to go downstairs and see what was on T.V. Adrienne passed her parent’s bedroom and heard the familiar light snores of her step mother. Her father’s, however, were absent.

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Was he also up? She went down the stairs into the living room, which was dimly lit by the T.V. screen. Her father sat with his back to her and Adrienne saw with surprise that he was watching a porno with the sound turned off. The scene showed a young girl getting royally screwed doggie style by a much older man. Both had a look of pure ecstasy on their face.

            Adrienne felt her panties dampen at the sight before her, and she raised her hand to caress one aching breast. Her breathing quickened and her father suddenly became aware that he was no longer alone. Hurriedly Wayne switched off the television and turned his head to see who it was.

            “Oh! Adrienne!” Wayne stammered, “I was just… uh…” He trailed off, realizing with horror that his throbbing erection was in plain view. He grabbed a cushion to cover it and looked at his daughter helplessly, completely mortified that he had been caught. Wayne slowly tried to gather his fleeing wits. His senses told him that he must try to explain the situation so Adrienne wouldn’t be scared or confused.

            “Um, sweetie, I’m sorry you had to see that. It’s just that sometimes men get urges and have to relieve themselves and-“

            But Adrienne interrupted him, “Oh come on Daddy! I know what masturbation is! You really should continue, it was making me so hot to watch you.”

            Wayne looked at her in shock, and then shook his head rapidly. “No baby girl, it’s not right for fathers and daughters to do that. You need to go to bed now, okay?”

            Adrienne completely ignored his words and walked over to him. She dropped on her knees and before Wayne could stop her she removed the cushion from his lap. His hard cock sprang up and Adrienne opened her mouth wide, lowering her head to suck on his tip.

            “What are you- ohhhhhhhhhh!” Wayne moaned, feeling his daughter’s warm mouth envelop his eight-inch monster. Her short red hair tickled his balls as she sucked continuously, circling his bell shaped head with her tongue. Wayne tried desperately to regain some control of the situation but was lost as wave after wave of pleasure washed over him.

            “Oh yeah baby girl, suck Daddy’s cock! You’re such a whore! Oh God, I’m gonna cum right…. Now!” He expected Adrienne to release his cock when he started shooting his load but she surprised him by draining his seed, licking all around his head to collect every last drop. Wishing to return the favor he eagerly tore at his daughter’s clothes. Soon she was naked in front of him, her pink nipples erect and begging for attention. He gladly obliged and started sucking and nibbling frantically, switching back and forth while Adrienne moaned.

            He pulled her onto the couch and stuck his head between her spread legs. He took a deep inhale of her moist pussy and sighed happily. He slowly began to lap his tongue over her pussy lips, going up and down with wide sweeps while Adrienne moaned and pushed her cunt close to his face. He stuck a finger in her tight hole and started slowly thrusting it in and out, building the tension while he licked closer and closer to her clit. Finally he caught the engorged bud between his teeth and nibbled lightly. Adrienne came violently, bucking her hips so hard Wayne almost fell off the couch. He held on, however, and sucked as much juice from his daughter that he could. Adrienne had an arm over her mouth to stifle her moans as the convulsions swept through her, and it was a good two minutes before she finally collapsed on the couch, exhausted.

            Wayne raised his head and smiled at his gasping daughter, pussy juice shining on his lips. “Did you enjoy that?” he asked, chuckling softly. In response she sat up and kissed him deeply. Their tongues swirled around each other and Adrienne could taste her own sweet cum. Eventually she broke the kiss and whispered, “Let’s go down to the basement. Mom won’t be able to hear us down there.” She got up and gathered her clothes.

            Wayne followed his daughter down the stairs to the basement, watching her ass jiggle as she went. His erection had made a full recovery and he wondered just how far his sexy daughter was willing to take this.

            Adrienne went to the small guest bedroom and sat on the bed. She felt her pussy leaking juice down her thighs and her nipples were hard and red. She looked at her father expectantly. “Well Daddy, are you going to just stand there staring or are you gonna come fuck me?”

            Wayne didn’t need a second invitation. He strode to the bed and threw Adrienne’s legs over his shoulders. His cock head found the entrance to her hot, tight hole and he slammed in. Adrienne screamed in an equal mixture of surprise, pleasure, and pain. She clutched her Daddy’s arms and thrust herself hard back. Wayne was humping his teenage daughter with abandon, ramming his cock so deep each time he almost hit her cervix. Their pubic bones grinded together and Adrienne’s clit was rubbed with each inward thrust.

            Adrienne was lost in a mad frenzy of pure bliss and started screaming. Her words were blurry and sometimes unintelligible. “Oh Daddy! Uh… Uh… Uh! Fuck me with your huge cock! Oh I love it, oh God! You’re so much bigger than my Ex!”

            Adrienne’s admission of previous sex spurred Wayne to new heights and he added his own babble. “That’s right baby girl! Take all of Daddy’s hard cock! You’re such a little slut! Eh! I’ve been dreaming of fucking you since you were fifteen. I want you to say it! Say you’re Daddy’s little fuck toy!”

            Adrienne moaned loudly and gasped out, “I’m… my… Daddy’s little… fuck toy!”

            Wayne let out a strangled yell and came hard, pumping his hot seed deep into his daughter’s womb. He collapsed on top of her and felt her tremble beneath him. With a shaking hand he reached between them and stroked Adrienne’s engorged clitty once. Twice. Three times.

            Adrienne exploded. She moaned and writhed, finger nails digging into her Daddy’s back as convulsions ran through her. Her screams were so loud Wayne feared she would wake the whole neighborhood. Desperately he pressed a hand against her mouth and whispered “Shhhhhhhh! Do you want to wake your step-mom?” Adrienne quieted at once and lay shaking beneath him, jerking as aftershocks ran through her at random intervals.

             Wayne reluctantly left his daughter’s naked form and redressed in his boxers and t-shirt. He pulled her up and slipped her blouse back over her arms. She started to button it but was shaking too badly to manage. He helped her finish and slipped on her underwear, pausing only to place a quick kiss on her damp curls. Adrienne jumped and moaned softly. She knew, however, that play time was over and stood up to pull on her jeans.

When both father and daughter were presentable enough to go upstairs, Wayne pulled his daughter close and whispered, “Thank you baby. That was… amazing.”

Adrienne looked up at her father and smiled slyly. “I know it was, and I can’t wait to do it again!” With that she bounced up the stairs and when he thought it safe, Wayne followed her. He also couldn’t wait for the next opportunity to have sex with his hot little girl!

Banged by Buster

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   Bri waited until her parents had gone down the driveway and drove out of sight before running back upstairs. They were going to Vermont for their anniversary, and she had the house to herself for the weekend. She was eager for time alone so she could experiment without getting interrupted.

   At fourteen, Bri was just discovering masturbation. She had had no idea it existed until reading about it on a sex site. Bri's mom was too uptight and prudeish to talk to her daughter about the birds and the bees, so finally she had taken sex education into her own hands. So far, Bri mused, she had learned that you called your vagina a pussy, and the little feel good button at the top was called a clit.

   Once in her room she hastily undressed and layed down on

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her bed. Buster, her bulldog, looked up at her from his spot on the rug. He wuffed softly. Bri ignored him and spread her legs wide. She stuck her finger in her mouth, wanting to get it wet. This, she had learned, was called lubrication. Once ready she started to gently rub the tiny nubbin of flesh. She jerked at the wet friction and moaned a little at the pleasure. She rubbed slowly at first, using her other hand to tease her nipples, then sped up when she felt she had the hang of it. She felt herself come to the edge of an orgasm, but the feeling went away as soon as it had started. "Christ!" she muttered, and sat up on her bed. "I almost had it," she said to Buster. He got up from his rug, walked over, and got a whiff of her dripping pussy. Immediately his nose and tongue were all over her tiny cunt, licking furiously. Bri's attempts to push him off were soon forsaken as pleasure overswept her. She fell back on her bed and started thrusting her hips at Buster's snout, moaning and panting. His huge tongue swept her pussy over and over, the tip touching her clit each time.

   It took her less than a minute to come, and she lay on the bed, breathing harshly. Buster looked a little out of breath himself, and when Bri finally sat up to pet him in thanks, she noticed that his doggie penis was starting to harden and come out of its sheath. Upon seeing her bulldog's cock, Bri had an idea. Her dog had been her best friend for the last eight years, so who could be better to lose her virginity to? Bri knew it was wrong, but she also knew she was as horny as hell, and right now that feeling drove all moral things out of her head.

   Bri scrambled off the bed and started pulling her blankets to the ground. She spread them, then called Buster over. He came willingly enough, smiling a doggie grin at Bri. His penis swayed back and forth when he walked. When he stood by her she reached out one small hand and stroked his length. She gasped. How could something be so hard and soft at the same time? Buster whined eagerly and started to hump his mistresses hand. Bri knew the next step had come. She got on all fours with her butt and pussy pointed toward Buster. Having done this on dogs before, Buster immediately jumped on her back and started thrusting. In a minute he found the right hole and slammed his six inches in. Bri's hymen broke with a pop and she screamed in pain. Buster took no notice and kept humping her pussy with all his might. In a few minutes the pain reduced and Bri began to moan and thrust back against Buster's cock. "Oh God Oh God Oh God," she chanted as Buster's cock brushed her g spot and his furry balls slapped her clit.

   She started coming and the orgasm just kept going, renewing itself with every thrust. Suddenly a new type of pain began to surface as Buster's cock grew a knot. He slowed, then pounded deep into her with one hard thrust. His seed streamed into her pussy, and the knot grew to about the size of a tennis ball. Bri was crying, she had never felt something so good and so painful at the same time in her life. Buster lay over her panting, and his weight caused her to collapse on the floor. He landed on top of her and his knot drove in another inch. Suddenly Bri was coming again, spasming against the floor and moaning loudly.

   When coherent thought entered her mind again, she realized that the knot had shrunk and Buster had pulled out of her aching pussy. Her once tiny hole was stretched wide and dripping a mixture of blood and dog cum. She lay on the floor thinking that she would have Buster pop her anal cherry tomorrow.

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Banged by Buster 2/2

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   The next morning was Sunday and Bri bounced out of bed, naked tits bobbing as she raced for the bathroom. She wanted to get a fresh start on the day. After all, she thought, it was bound to end dirty. In the shower she rubbed soap up and down her body, circling her breasts and pinching the erect nipples. She moaned softly and one hand trailed its way to her swollen clit. She only flicked it once, but it was enough to send her to the edge of orgasm. Even though she wanted to be there so bad, something told her she should wait, that prolonging her pleasure would lead to an even bigger reward.

   Pouting a little, she hopped out of the shower and wrapped a towel around herself. Buster was outside doing his business  in the yard and Bri watched him from her window. L

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ittle did Buster know the plans she had for today. Bri threw on a nightie and went downstairs to bring her MUCH beloved dog in.

"Buster! Come in Buster and you'll get a treat!" Buster turned around and trotted back to the house, giving her his usual doggie grin. When safely behind closed doors, Bri stripped off her nightie. The musk of her aching, dripping pussy caught his attention right away, and Buster made a bee line to her, tongue lolling out of his head.

"Uh Oh," she thought. She had meant to lead Buster upstairs for more deranged animal fucking, but it appeared he wanted to start right here in the living room. Her indecision soon left her as Buster's tongue found her clit and started to swirl around it. She sank down onto the couch, her pussy lips bulged out at perfect level. Buster was licking her furiously now, his tongue twirled and dug into her cunt hole, going so hard it hurt a little.

   Finally able to take it no more, she pulled his head back up to her clit and held him there as he willingly started up on that area again. Bri felt the now familiar heat start up in her clit and start to spread throughout her body. She shuddered and pushed the dog's head even further into her, his nose was now literally buried in her cunt. Bri came, bucking hard and shouting Buster's name over and over again.

   Buster, seeing that this was now a routine, stood up and looked at her expectanly, his pink and black speckled cock already hard. Bri obediently got on her knees, but to Buster's surprise she leaned over and took his penis in her mouth. She was instantly surprised by how big it was. She knew that it had been a tight fit in her pussy, but for some reason it felt even bigger in her virgin mouth. He tasted like some sort of salt, and Bri found she didn't mind this at all. As for Buster, he was whining deep in his throat and looking down at his mistress with a mixture of confusion and lust in his eyes.

   Quickly she licked his pole up and down, wanting it as wet as possible for her last hole. Bri figured she was already going to hell for sure, so why not enjoy this to the fullest? She wanted to feel Buster's hot smooth cock in her virgin ass hole, and she wanted it NOW. She stopped tounging him and got back on her knees, this time with her elbows on the seat of the couch. She stuck her ass in the air and tried to make her puckered opening the most available one for Buster. Buster hopped on and started humping her furiously, but only succeeded in finding her dripping pussy. He rammed into her and she moaned.

  "Oh Buster, Buster! Fuck me you naughty dog! Fuck me hard Buster, ohhhhhhhh!!!"

  Bri and Buster both could have continued in this wonderful position for quite some time, but Bri finally remembered her original goal. She pushed Buster off the best she could, and he popped out of her with a wet squelching sound. He looked very annoyed about his delayed pleasure. Bri kissed him on the nose and whispered "Don't worry, I'll be right back."

   She ran up to her bathroom and grabbed her favorite brush. It had a short handle that was rubber with ridges all down the sides. She had always thought it felt nice to hold in her hand, but now she had an even better idea for it. She ran back downstairs to a panting Buster and went to her original position knealing in front of the couch. Before Buster could remount, she shoved the brush handle into her hole. It wasn't quite as big as Buster's cock, but the ridges tickled her insides and hit her G-spot in a really nice way.

   She savored the feeling for a minute, then beckoned Buster over with one hand. He jumped back on his mistress and started to pound away. He tried to find her hole, but it was now blocked by some object. Buster quickly made use of her tighter one, and Bri tried to relax as she felt him pound at her tiny butt hole. Finally he got the head of his dick in and Bri let out a quiet scream as it burst past her spinchter. She couldn't believe this, her dog was actually fucking her asshole! She had gone from an innocent little girl into a teenager with a brush handle in her cunt and a dog in her poop hole.

   Buster had now managed to push half his length in, and Bri was in a new kind of pain. It suddenly occurred to her that this would be even worse when the knot grew. She thought about making Buster get off, but when he pushed his remaining length in and started to slowly hump her back, she knew she was in it for the long haul.

   The pain in her ass was incredible, every stroke of Buster's penis brought a small cry from Bri's lips. You need to forget about the pain and focus on the pleasure, she told herself. She reached down with one hand and began to pump the hair brush in and out of her pussy. It felt incredible and she continued to fuck herself silly, matching the pace Buster now had in her bleeding asshole. There was still some pain, but now Bri mostly relished in the pleasure of feeling so filled. She took her other hand and found her aching clit. Slowly she circled it with one finger while Buster panted in her ear. It was too much for her and Bri started shouting unintelligbly. "Oh, oh, god, oh, fuck... me..., oh jesus, oh... fuck... Buster...cock...ass...fuck...shit...ohhhhh!

  Bri exploded into an enormous orgasm, not even minding the way Buster's cock had grown painfully inside her. She felt his cum soak her inner walls and moaned at the fruitless end. It was crazy, but she knew that after this she could never like a human guy again. Her fantasies would all involve one black and pink speckled cock and one very large tongue. And oh yeah... a special hairbrush!  

So concludes Bri's story. All feedback is appreciated!

Breakfast In Bed

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      She woke up and he was gone. This wasn't so unusual in itself; he got up for work relatively early. What WAS unusual was that he hadn't woken her up for a quick kiss goodbye. Besides, she mused, it was Sunday...he should be still in bed. She was about to get up and put on her bathrobe to investigate when the object of her curiosity walked through the bedroom door. He was carrying a tray

laden with food and she settled back onto the bed with a sigh of contentment. Breakfast in bed! He pulled back the covers with one hand, precariously

balancing the tray, and cuddled up next to he

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r. On the tray were all sorts of goodies: hot chocolate for her and coffee for him, croissants, cut fruit,

sausages, and (to her bewildered amusement) a bottle of maple syrup. She looked up into his face, meaning to ask him what they'd need the syrup for,

but the look in his eyes silenced her. She had seen that look before and it always meant there was fun ahead. Her stomach fluttered with the possibilities

and her hand shook the mug she brought to her lips.

The food was devoured in compatible silence, the tray set aside with the syrup still untouched. She was wondering what would come next when he kissed her. 

 

      It was his specialty kiss: long and deep and able to melt her bones. She felt like their souls were one when they kissed like this, like they'd never be separated again. Perhaps they wouldn't. He finally broke the contact and lifted her nightgown over her head. Her breasts were aching from need, her nipples standing at attention. He kissed them briefly, intensifying their need rather than

abating it, and continued down her stomach. His hand cupped her bottom and he took a few moments to admire her light blue panties. They were silk and she knew he took pleasure in feeling the smooth material. He did this now, running his hand along the cleft of her pussy, making the lips pucker and a small wet spot appear. She was whimpering softly now, watching him as he leaned his head down

and kissed the wet spot. She threw back her head and moaned as he paid special attention to that oh-so-sensitive area. He gave one more lingering kiss to her swollen lips and traveled up again until his face was even with hers.

      

      She desperately wrenched at his shirt, pulling the item over his head and tossing it aside. She could feel his excitement against her hip and she ached to have it inside her. She reached for his waistband but he stopped her and pinned both her arms over her head.

      

      "You know what? I'm still hungry," he said softly, smiling down at her as she panted in excitement and frustration. Her eyes narrowed in confusion, how could he be thinking of his stomach at a time like this? She was so distracted she didn't notice the syrup bottle until it was too late. 

      "What are you -Ah!" she cried as he squeezed two good sized gobs onto her breasts. He drizzled the warm liquid on her nipples as she gasped in surprise, trying to free her hands from his strong grip. "You're going to make a mess! What's going on?" Her rant broke into a deep moan as he took her breast in his mouth and began to suck the sweet syrup. His tongue lavished her nipple, twirling around it in an attempt to capture all the sticky stuff. Her hands relaxed and he let go, using his free hand to reach down and part her pussy lips. 

 

      She was almost levitating off the bed in pleasure, unable to decipher whether his finger or his mouth was the most arousing. He was sucking the other breast now, flicking his tongue against her nipple in the same rhythm as his finger, which was now pumping in and out of her dripping pussy. She had her hands locked around his head; drawing him close to her while she thrust towards his invading digit. His thumb started to hit her clit with every inward thrust and she came hard, crying his name as waves of pleasure coursed through her body.

She almost screamed in despair when he withdrew his fingers, but calmed when he pushed down his shorts and positioned his erection at her entrance. The waves renewed their course as he began to thrust, her pussy walls clenching and unclenching around his cock. His pace increased and she thrust back as hard as her sated body allowed, still riding the occasional spasm of her own pleasure.

      

      He stiffened and came, spilling his seed into her willing womb as he kissed her again and again. Finally he rested against her, cradling her in his arms as they relaxed in the afterglow. 

      

      "We should have breakfast in bed more often," she said sleepily.

      

      "Uh huh," he agreed, "or maybe dessert next time.”

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        Thinking about caramel topping she smiled happily and cuddled closer.

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Me, You...and Bruno Too?

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author's note: This story involves incest and a small amount of beastiality. If either offend you please stop reading. Otherwise, enjoy!

Adrienne skipped down the stairs and swung into the family room, where her father was watching T.V. “Goodnight Daddy!” she chirped, flashing him a dazzling smile. Her short red hair was shiny from her shower, and her face looked very young when it was scrubbed clean of all its daily makeup.

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MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in">“Goodnight sweetheart,” Wayne answered back automatically. “Does Bruno get to go with you tonight?”

Adrienne laughed as the large Black Lab lifted his head and looked at her hopefully. “He’s such a spoiled dog! Yeah, I guess I’ll let him come.” She blushed a little at the words, but her father didn’t seem to notice. Bruno had jumped off the couch and was making a mad dash up the stairs to Adrienne’s room. With one final goodnight for her father, Adrienne followed him.

Wayne smiled to himself after the pair left. It was good to see Adrienne so happy. He’d let that goofy mutt spend every night with her if it kept the smile on her face. Wayne and Adrienne were still recovering from the shock of Susan’s sudden death. She had been an excellent mom and a loving wife, and it seemed too cruel that God or fate or whoever controlled these things would take her away. The brain aneurism had struck so suddenly there hadn’t even been a chance for goodbyes. One minute Susan had been making pancakes, the next she was on the floor, gone. Wayne and Adrienne had been heartbroken.

Now, a year later, Adrienne was sixteen and had no female influence to guide her through what Wayne believed was probably the most hormonal stage of a girl’s life. He wished he knew how to give her the “talk” and wondered desperately if Susan had ever gotten around to it. He didn’t want his baby girl to feel inadequate or behind. She had become so withdrawn following her mother’s death; Wayne wasn’t sure what he could do to snap her out of it. Finally he thought of something that might do the trick.

Adrienne came home from school four months ago to find the large Black Lab sitting on her bed. Wayne had adopted him that morning from the pound. He knew that Adrienne had always wanted a dog, had been begging for one for years. To his delight she was ecstatic, and the pair soon became inseparable.

Wayne floated back from his musings when the grandfather clock struck . He yawned, turned off the tube, and headed upstairs for some much needed rest. As he walked down the hallway he noticed that Adrienne’s door was ajar and some light was coming from her room. He hurried over, thinking that maybe she was having one of her late night cries. He stopped short when he heard a quiet moan. He listened closely and heard his baby girl’s heavy breathing, her short moans. Wayne knew that his little girl must be masturbating, and silently did a little dance in the hallway. Hopefully this was a sign that she was developing normally, that his wife’s death hadn’t completely shut her down.

 He was about to leave so his sweet girl could finish in peace when he said something that made him stop cold. “Oh my God Bruno! That is soooo good! Ohhhh lick my clit with your big tongue! Ahhhhhhh!” Wayne was in shock. He had no idea that this was what Bruno was doing in Adrienne’s room so many nights. He felt an instant and completely insane jealousy of the dog. Why did he get to eat out a young woman while Wayne was left high and dry? Wayne had fully intended to leave Adrienne to do her thing, but now he reasoned that the situation was quite different…

He leaned against the doorjamb, face pressed to the crack. His cock sprung against his pants at what he saw. Adrienne had her adorable round ass in the air, Bruno stood behind her, lapping her exposed slit with his huge pink tongue. She was shaking uncontrollably, gasping as waves of pleasure washed through her body.

Bruno seemed like he was having fun, but his doggie penis wasn’t erect, the poor bastard had been neutered as part of the Shelter’s adoption policy. Wayne knew it was irrational, but he was glad the dog wasn’t getting off on his girl’s pleasure. As for him… his cock throbbed against his jeans, threatening to rip through the very fabric.

After Adrienne had come again Wayne hurried down the hall to his bedroom, afraid she would notice him. He shut his door quietly and immediately yanked down his pants and boxers. His cock sprung into his hand and he began to pump it in earnest, images of his baby flashing through his mind. Some small part of him whispered that it was wrong to be so aroused by his own daughter, but it was drowned out by the fact that he’d gone without the pleasure of a woman for so long. And besides, any man who didn’t find the sight of a teen with her naked ass in the air being eaten out highly erotic and arousing was just out of his mind. Wayne came quickly with a quiet oath, spewing his cum all over the carpet. Spent, he fell on his bed and turned out the lights. Tomorrow was Saturday… he’d make sure to suggest Bruno spend the night in Adrienne’s room again.

Saturday dragged on forever in Wayne’s tortured mind. Adrienne had gone to a study group with some friends and wasn’t expected back before dinner. That was just as well, because Wayne had spent the day walking around the house with an uncomfortable erection. He took two cold showers, it didn’t help. He put on porno and masturbated twice, it didn’t help. He cursed Bruno silently whenever the dog sauntered by. The mutt had been more intimate with his daughter than he had been with anyone in the last year. Wayne felt like kicking him until the doggie grin was wiped from his face.

And what exactly, he asked himself, am I gonna do tonight? Watch my daughter get off with the dog again? Bust into her room mid-orgasm and demand she tell me what’s going on? What the HELL am I doing?

Adrienne burst through the door around , full of the exuberant energy that only the young seem to possess. Wayne quickly placed his spread newspaper across his lap, hiding his boner as his girl leaned down and kissed him on the cheek. “Why don’t we have pizza tonight?” he asked innocently.

“Sounds yummy!” Adrienne answered, licking her lips. Wayne moaned silently, he could imagine all too clearly those pink lips wrapping around his throbbing…

He shook himself. “Why don’t you call and order sweetie. Get whatever you want.” Adrienne squealed and kissed his cheek again before flouncing over to the phone. He heard her ordering a large pepperoni pizza and cinnamon sticks. He fished out his wallet from his pocket, careful to keep the newspaper in place. He pulled out a twenty and handed it to Adrienne. “Give this to the delivery man. Tell him to keep the change.”

Adrienne pocketed the money and grabbed her back pack. “I’m going up to my room for awhile, Daddy. I’ll be back down when door bell rings.”

“Okay hon,” he replied, relieved she was going to be out of sight for a while. He needed a way to hide his bulge. Wayne waited five minutes until Adrienne was in her room before he too ran up the stairs to his bedroom. He pulled his slacks down, wincing as they passed over his extremely painful erection. He grabbed a pair of sweats and pulled them on. They were baggy enough to hide the swelling, and he threw on an extra long shirt for good measure. Wayne looked in the mirror and was grimly pleased by what he saw. He wasn’t exactly dressed to impress, but the loose clothing did the trick. He went back downstairs and flipped on the news.

The door bell rang half an hour later and Adrienne ran down the stairs to answer. It seemed that she too had decided to get comfortable; she was dressed in cotton shorty shorts and a tank top. Wayne saw her unbound breasts jiggle a little as she breathed, and wondered if a man had ever died from sexual agony. The teen boy holding the pizza on the other side of the door noticed her breasts too, and if it were not for Wayne’s vigorous throat clearing, he probably would have continued to stand there, staring dumbly. Fortunately for everyone the teen snapped to his senses and held out the boxes while Adrienne gave him the twenty. “Keep the change,” she said sweetly, and the kid thanked her effusively.

Well, Wayne thought, He certainly made out well tonight. Adrienne grabbed some plates from the kitchen, along with a coke for her and beer for Wayne. They always ate pizza in the living room, usually while watching a movie, and tonight was no exception. Adrienne picked an old favorite at Wayne’s urging, and the pair sat on the couch eating their dinner. As the movie wore on Adrienne seemed to get closer and closer to Wayne. She would snuggle in next to him, laying her head on his shoulder while he shifted uncomfortably, trying to keep his erection concealed.

After what seemed like years to Wayne, the movie ended. He was about to suggest Adrienne take Bruno again tonight when his daughter’s hand brushed directly against his boner. She had been getting off the couch, using his leg for leverage, now she jerked away in shock and sank back down on the cushions. “Daddy! Why is your penis hard? Are you excited?”

Fuck Fuck Fuck! Wayne thought in dismay. He had been so careful, and now he feared his daughter would be disgusted with him. Still, he had to answer, so he tried for a vague and fatherly approach. “Well Honey, yes I am excited right now. Sometimes men get excited for no reason at all, even when they don’t want to be.” He looked at Adrienne closely, gauging her response. She wasn’t buying it.

“Hmmm,” she said thoughtfully, “Are you sure I didn’t make you that way Daddy?”

Wayne gulped, “Um, maybe you did sweetheart, but only because you were laying on me. Daddy’s very sorry, he would NEVER hurt you.”

“I know that Daddy! Besides, I get excited too…” she trailed off, blushing deep red.

Ah, Wayne thought, if there was ever a time to pursue this it would be now. 

“Adrienne, you can talk to me about anything you want, you know that right? No matter what it is, I won’t judge you or think less of you. You are a young woman and having sexual feelings and urges is completely natural.”

Adrienne looked unsure, perhaps thinking that her father would never understand her late night fun with the family dog. Wayne hated seeing that haunted look, hated that she felt she couldn’t speak honestly with him. He decided to be the first one to bring up Bruno.

“Besides,” he said lightly. “I know you’ve already experimented some with Bruno.”

She looked up at him, shock on her face. “You saw us?” she whispered hoarsely. Wayne didn’t think it was possible for his sweet girl to go any more red, but now she was proving him wrong.

“Yes sweetie, I saw you last night. I must say I was a little surprised at first, but don’t worry, I’m not angry with you.” She still looked unconvinced, so he worked up the courage to tell her the last part of what had happened last night, knowing that this would make or break the trust he was trying to build with his daughter. “In fact, if you would like to know, I was quite hard watching that little scene. I barely made it to my bedroom before I exploded!”

To his surprise Adrienne not only looked relieved, she seemed immensely happy. She flung herself on Wayne’s lap, straddling him and leaning up to kiss his cheek. Her small hands went up to his shoulders and she looked into his surprised face, smiling happily. “Oh Daddy, I’m so glad! I know it’s wrong but ever since mom died I’ve been wanting to… help you.”

“Oh darling,” Wayne whispered, burying his face in the hollow of her shoulder, “You’ve helped me so much since she died. Just by being here and being my little girl, you’ve helped me so much.”

Adrienne wriggled herself against him, her mound finding and pressing into his erection. “But I want to help you more Daddy. I want to make you happy, and I’m sure you’ll make me happy too.”

Every fatherly objection flew out the window at her words. Here was a hot young woman begging to pleasure him and be pleasured by him. DNA didn’t matter, the fact that she was jail bait in more ways than one didn’t matter, he wanted to take his girl and show her pleasure Bruno’s tongue alone could never produce.  “Well baby, if you’re sure…”

Adrienne nodded, then squeaked breathlessly as Wayne scooped her into his arms and carried her to the stairs. He took them two at a time, all the enthusiasm of a teenage boy pumping through him. When they got to his room he slowed and gently lowered her to the bed. She lay there looking up at him, face flushed and chest heaving. Wayne could plainly see her nipples through the thin fabric of the tank, and without hesitation leaned down and kissed one of the little buds. Adrienne arched her back in pleasure, wrapping her hands around Wayne’s head and drawing him close. He broke his contact eventually and tugged the tank up over her head. She helped him, then scooted down her shorts and flung those to the floor too.

Never, Wayne thought, was there a more desirable scene than his naked daughter stretched out before him. Her young breasts were pointing in his direction, pleading for attention. Her pussy…he thought he would faint from the pleasure of looking at it. The lips were puckered and the small red thatch of pubic hair beautifully concealed a forbidden treasure. He had to taste her.

Kneeling on the floor, Wayne took hold of Adrienne’s legs and scooted her to the edge of the bed. She shrieked wildly, “Daddy, what are you- ohhhh!” Her question was cut off when Wayne delicately kissed her moist lips. Working steadily northward, Wayne licked, sucked, and nibbled Adrienne’s pussy while she writhed on the bed in pure ecstasy. He parted her lips with his tongue and found that special button Bruno had had fun with the other night. He took it in his teeth and bit gently. Adrienne lifted off the bed with a scream and began to shudder as Wayne let go of her clit and tongued it gently. She collapsed on the bed, shaking with each tremor and whimpering softly. Wayne continued to lick her clit, renewing her orgasm with each touch of his tongue.

The door creaked open and Wayne’s head shot up in instant guilt. He fully expected a S.W.A.T team to rush in and gun him down, and felt more than a little sheepish when Bruno padded in. Doubtless he heard Adrienne’s cries and had come to investigate. He seemed to examine the scene before him with a critical eye, then give what Wayne could have sworn was an approving look. His tail tocked once and he curled up on the floor, big brown eyes watching expectantly. Adrienne had finally stopped bucking and was now laying prone on the bed, face flushed and eyes glazed. Wayne took the opportunity to strip off his own clothes and lay beside her.

He kissed her gently on the lips, her faraway expression scared him a little and he wanted to bring her back to the now. He was relieved when she blinked rapidly and her eyes cleared. She smiled at him lovingly. "That was the best Daddy...thank you."  She moved in close to him, pressing her nipples against his chest as his manhood pressed against her swollen pussy. Despite his burning need to fill her, Wayne lay content against his daughter, reveling in their intimacy. He wondered briefly what Susan would think of this circumstance, and knew instinctively that she would approve. They needed this closeness to heal, needed to be one to fill the void she had left behind.

 Adrienne stirred first and began to gently rub herself up and down Wayne's shaft, her moist pussy lubricating his length until he was groaning in a mixture of agony and ecstasy. "Baby, you gotta stop that or I'm gonna come right here," he said, wrapping his arms around her to still the movement.

She gave him a naughty smile, "Well then can you please start using it? I want you to love me."

Wayne didn't need to be asked twice and he quickly rolled on top of his daughter, positioning his cock at her small entrance. He was about to thrust in when something occurred to him. “Sweetie, have you ever done this before?”

For some reason he had expected an immediate no or shake of the head, so he was surprised when her cheeks reddened and she looked away from him, biting her lip. "Who with?" he asked softly.

 "Pete." The word was barely audible. She looked back at him and said again, "With Pete Daddy, but only once."

 

"Pete," Wayne repeated, nonplussed. Adrienne had only had two boyfriends and neither had been named Pete. "Who's that, a boy at school?"

 Adrienne was nodding, looking embarrassed. "You know the pizza guy who answered the door?" Wayne nodded slowly.

“Well, you were gone on that business trip a few months ago and I decided to order a pizza. He came to the door and I had seen him a few times at school so we started talking. Then he came in and it just sort of…happened.” Her eyes were bright, swimming with tears ready to overflow. “Daddy, I thought that if I had sex with him it would help me get over wanting you. I thought what I wanted to do with you was so wrong, and that you would never want me that way.”

 The tears she had tried to keep in spilled over and ran down her cheeks. “I was wrong Daddy…I still wanted you more than anything. And when Pete put it in…it hurt Daddy. I didn’t know it would hurt so badly.” She trailed off and lay silent, awaiting her father’s judgment.

“Oh baby,” Wayne whispered hoarsely. He kissed the tears on his daughter’s cheeks and lingered on the salty liquid at her lips. “I’m so sorry that happened sweetie…if I had known how you felt before I could have made sure your first time was gentle.” He swallowed the urge to find this Pete kid and punch his lights out, and instead said reassuringly, “I’m sure Pete didn’t mean to hurt you, he’s just young and doesn’t have the experience to make sure it feels good for you.”

Adrienne was listening intently, little shudders still running through her body as she sniffed. “So you’re not mad?”

Wayne’s eyes widened, “Mad? No honey, not at all. I’m just so sorry you didn’t have a good first time.” He kissed her nose, “but I promise I’ll make you feel better than you’ve ever felt before. Don’t be afraid, I won’t let you hurt.”

His daughter’s eyes shone with love and gratitude and she kissed Wayne softly on the lips. He kissed her back, a slow, lazy kiss that put her at ease and made her impatient for more at the same time. He cupped a breast with his palm, and then slid that hand down her body, stopping at her damp folds. He parted them and gently slipped a finger into her. Adrienne arched off the bed and moaned into his mouth, “Oh Daddy that is soooo good!”

Encouraged, Wayne began to slowly pump his finger in and out of her wet pussy. When she was whimpering in frustration he added another finger, preparing her for the intrusion of his cock. After a few minutes she was well lubricated and Wayne removed his fingers, bringing a cry of disappointment from Adrienne’s lips. He positioned his cock at her entrance for the second time and braced himself above her.

Moving carefully he pushed the head of his erection into her, stopping there to let her adjust to the newcomer. Adrienne tensed for a moment, and then relaxed as her walls stretched to accommodate him. Slowly, ever so slowly he sank into his daughter, pausing every time he felt resistance. It took a minute to slide all the way inside, but to Wayne it felt like a lifetime. He stayed still above her, waiting for her cue to continue. It wasn’t long before she began to squirm beneath him, bucking her hips up slightly and wrapping her arms around his back. “Daddy, please move. Can’t you move?”

Wayne bit back his laugh. He had been waiting for something along those lines, some indication that she was ready to continue. “Of course baby, if that’s what you want,” he answered innocently, and began to thrust steadily.

Adrienne threw back her head and moaned loudly, losing all inhibitions as her pleasure grew. “Daddy, more...please Daddy faster.” Her hands were running up and down Wayne’s back and she hooked her legs around his waist. Wayne did as she asked and sped up, pounding into his daughter with abandon as she cried out. He felt her go over the edge and with a low moan he followed, clinging to her and whispering her name over and over.

Wayne lay spent over his daughter and would have drifted off if she hadn’t given him a soft poke in the ribs. “Daddy I can’t breathe!”

“Oops!” He rolled away and pulled her into his arms, caressing her gently as he nestled his face into her hair. “I love you so much baby girl.”

“I love you too Daddy,” she replied, “Can we…can I be yours now?”

Wayne opened his eyes in surprise. “Of course Adrienne… you always have been.”

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Double the Trouble, Double the Fun

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            Jake suppressed a sigh as Janie put her clothes in the empty bottom drawer of his dresser. He knew that she couldn’t help being in his room for the week, but it still irritated him that he would get no privacy for awhile. Mandi turned and gave him an apologetic smile.

“I know this sucks, big bro., but there really isn’t any other choice.”

Jake smiled in spite of himself. Janie always called him “big bro.” when she was trying to make him happy, and he was older… by four minutes. Jake had no clue what his parents had been thinking when they bought this matchbox eighteen years ago. Their m

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om had been eight months pregnant with twins, and still they had bought a place that had no room for growth. The one floor house had three bedrooms, two bathrooms, a tiny kitchen, and a small family room that also served as a piano room, den, and office. To put it nicely, the family had always been close.

            And now, to top it all off, they had decided that now was the time to redo the moldy wall of the teen’s bathroom. Janie’s room shared this wall, so she was told to move to Jake’s room for the duration of the project.

            Janie finished her unpacking and plopped down on the bed next to her brother. “Listen, I really do feel bad about invading your room. Thanks for letting me crash here.” She leaned over and gave him a brief hug. Jake squeezed back and grinned evilly.

            “No problem sis. Just don’t get mad if I snore, hog the covers, or drool!”

            “Or all three at once!” Janie joked back, and both knew that the next week would turn out okay.

            The first night was, understandably, uncomfortable. The double bed was much too small for year olds, and it didn’t help that they were trying to give each other as much space as possible. After all, the two siblings hadn’t slept in the same bed since they were nine years old, and a lot had changed since them. Especially a lot of physical things. Jake and Janie were exhausted the next morning, and spent most of a beautiful summer day slouched on the couch. That night they made a mutual agreement that sleep was better that personal space, and ended up spooning most of the night. However, it was the third night that the twin’s relationship was changed forever.

            Jake woke up around to Janie’s moans. She was writhing on the bed, pressing herself against him and shuddering slightly. After calling her name a few times and not getting any response, Jake figured she was having some sort of nightmare. He went to shake her awake, but stopped cold as she spoke.

            “Oh yes, give it to me! Harder… Harder! Ohhhhhhh!” She shuddered again and started to buck slightly. She was dreaming all right, but it definitely wasn’t a nightmare. Jake was caught somewhere between embarrassment and curiosity. He respected his sister’s privacy, but was dying to know who she was dreaming about. Had she had sex already? If she had, she was one up on him. He thought back but could only remember two of Janie’s boyfriends, and neither had seemed that serious. His thoughts were cut off abruptly when Janie came. Jake’s cock grew instantly hard as she arched against him and moaned. He knew he shouldn’t be reacting this way to his sister, but his cock didn’t seem to care whose tight ass it was pressed up against.

            Slowly, almost against his will, Jake began to dry hump his sister. “Fuck! This feels so good!” he thought wildly, and pressed his wrist into his mouth to keep from shouting out. He was seconds from the biggest orgasm of his life when Janie jerked awake. Panicked, Jake rolled over and pretended to sleep, praying that she hadn’t been aware of what he was doing.

            Janie sat up in the small bed and looked down at her brother’s still form. She had been having a very erotic dream, and had a bad feeling she might have said something out loud in her sleep. “Jake?” she asked cautiously, “Are you awake?”

            Jake made a non-committal grunt and shifted. “Yeah, I guess so.” A period of tense silence followed. Finally Jake admitted, “I didn’t mean to, but I kinda heard you a little while ago. You were moaning and talking. Care to explain?”

            Janie felt her cheeks heat and knew that if she were to look in a mirror they would be bright red. “I’m so sorry about that Jake! It’s just that I usually…take care of things at least every other day, and being in here I couldn’t do that. I guess my subconscious was trying to make up for it.” She trailed off and waited nervously for a reply.

            Jake considered his response carefully, and then nodded. He knew just how she felt. “It’s okay Jan; I’m having the same problem. And besides, I like to get off at least once a day, so I’m probably even hornier than you right now.”

            Janie laughed softly. “Poor you, have you gotten any relief in the last three days?”

            It was Jake’s turn to blush. “Yeah, actually…I’ve been doing it in the shower.”

            Janie wrinkled her nose and hit him playfully with her pillow. “Ew, that’s gross!” she exclaimed, then laughed. “Never mind, I guess it’s better than what I just did!” Chuckling, Jake turned on his bedside lamp and took Janie in his arms. He settled her on his lap and put his face in her hair. She smelled so good, like roses and lavender. “So…” he said softly. “Who were you dreaming about?”

            Janie ducked her head. “No one,” she said quickly, and tried to pull away from her brother’s comforting embrace. Jake held her tight and shook his head. “Come on Sis, we used to tell each other everything. When did that change?” When he didn’t get a response Jake searched his memory for names. “Was it Roger?” Janie shook her head. “Seth?” Another head shake. Jake smiled impishly and said, “If you don’t tell me, I’ll be forced to draw my own conclusions.” He took a deep breath and started to rattle off names. “Superman? Batman? Johnny Depp? Mr. Bean? Papa Smurf? The Incredible…” Jake stopped when he saw the tears trickling down Janie’s cheeks. He had meant to make her laugh, and had apparently failed miserably. He rocked her back and forth in his arms, whispering sweet nothings as she cried freely.

            “Oh Jake, it’s so wrong!” she sniffed miserably and buried her head in her hands. Jake looked down at her rich brown hair in confusion. What could be so bad as to cause this reaction? “It’s okay sweetie. You don’t have to tell me if you don’t want to. You’re sex life is none of my business.”

            Janie looked up at him, her deep brown eyes so like his own. “I want to tell you so much, but I don’t think you’d ever forgive me.”

            Jake sat back and went through a quick mental list of taboo couplings. Had she made it with a teacher? Another girl? A family member? The thought made him grip her harder as fury clogged his throat. “Have you… Has dad asked you to…” he choked out. Janie’s head snapped up so fast she hit his jaw, causing his teeth to click painfully together. “No, Jake, no!” she exclaimed. “Of course not!”

            “Who then?” Jake asked tightly, his patience and nerves worn thin. Janie gulped and said in a barely audible voice, “My twin brother.”

            “You’re…” Jake trailed off in shock as the words sank in. Not her volley ball coach, not (Thank God!) their father, but him! She was fantasizing about him! Slowly Jake put his hand under Janie’s chin and lifted her head. She looked at him with wide, frightened eyes. Without a word he leaned down and kissed her slightly parted lips. Kissed her with a passion that had been building inside him for eighteen years. She went limp in his arms and opened her mouth wider, gladly receiving the kiss and giving back just as earnestly. Jake caught her lower lip in his teeth and bit down lightly.

            “So you’re not mad?” she asked breathlessly. He laughed and rolled over, pinning her beneath him. He looked down at her, and the worry on her face nearly broke his heart. He shifted and pressed his straining erection against her thigh. “What do you think?” he asked. Janie’s worried expression melted into one of pure delight. She wriggled beneath him and said, “Jake, I need to see you. Please Jake.” Jake shook his head and sat up. “I want to see you first.”

            Slowly, teasing him, Janie lifted her nightshirt over her head. Finally she tossed it aside and clasped her hands behind her neck. Her breasts were small but perky, and the round pink nipples made Jake’s mouth water. Immediately he leaned over and took a nipple in his mouth, lavishing it with his tongue. Janie arched her back, pressing the breast further into his mouth. He reached up and started to tweak her other nipple, circling his finger around her areolas. Janie was whimpering now, and she desperately started to tug at Jake’s shirt. He reluctantly detached himself from her glorious breasts and ripped the shirt over his head. He wasn’t a super buff guy, but he sported a small six pack, and his chest was smooth and hairless. Janie ran her fingertips over him, circling around his small nipples and running down his stomach. Jake brought her close for another kiss, mashing her tits against his chest. They both shivered at the feeling, and Janie broke the kiss to tug off her shorts.

Her hands brushed Jake’s hard on several times in the process, and he groaned loudly. He too reached down and tugged off his boxers, finally releasing his throbbing cock. Janie looked down at it in shock. “It’s so big!” she whispered nervously.

 Jake couldn’t help but feel a little proud about his eight inches. “So it’s bigger than any other ones you’ve seen?”

 Janie looked into his eyes, and he felt her tremble a little. “I’ve never done anything like this before Jake. You’re gonna have to help me.”

Jake was nonplussed. “I’ve never done anything either,” he admitted quietly. Janie stared at him with wide eyes.

 “I was sure you had!” she exclaimed.

Jake chuckled and brushed some stray hairs back from her face. “And I was sure you had.”

Janie looked a little shocked. “What are we going to do? Neither of us has any experience.” She sounded panicked, “How does anybody do this for the first time?”

Jake squeezed her tight, “Shhh sweetie, its okay. That just makes it more special for both of us.” He could feel his boner pressing against her damp snatch, and tried to hold back his moans of pure lust.

 Janie looked a little reassured. “Well,” she said shyly, “I’ve always wanted to give a blowjob.”

Jake thought he would faint from the sheer pleasure of just hearing those words. Janie was scrambling to the floor, and Jake turned and swung his legs over the side of the bed, scooting to the very edge to give her full access. This was the moment he had always fantasized about. Originally, of course, he hadn’t imagined that his twin sister would be the one giving him his first head, but now he couldn’t think of anyone else in the world he would prefer.

Janie licked her lips nervously as she stared at Jake’s throbbing erection. It pointed straight up at her bent face, as if greeting her. Finally she took his shaft in one hand and experimentally brushed her lips against the swollen tip. When Jake moaned quietly she gained courage and took an inch or so into her mouth. The taste wasn’t delicious, but it wasn’t completely disgusting either; mostly pungent and a little salty. She let another inch slip in and started to suck gently, letting her tongue rest on the soft underside of Jake’s shaft.

Jake was now breathing erratically, and Janie knew he was trying to be quiet, lest their parents should hear and come to investigate. Deciding to take him closer, Janie used her free hand to cup his balls and lift them. They were heavier than she expected and she opened her mouth a little in surprise, letting another inch of cock slip deeper. Jake was on the verge of coming, and he started to thrust a little into Janie’s mouth.

“Oh Jan! Uh Uh! I’m gonna cum! Do you want me to pull out?” Janie shook her head no and the very motion sent Jake over the edge. Gobs of incestuous cum fired into Janie’s mouth, hitting her squarely in the back of her throat. She let go of Jake’s cock and it slipped out of her mouth, still spurting white goo. She was coughing and gagging as the stuff trickled down her throat and Jake had fallen backwards on the bed, cock twitching as the last of his cum leaked from the head. Both were breathing heavily but after a minute Jake regained his composure enough to pick Janie up and sit back down on the bed. He settled her back in his lap while she still sputtered a little. “Are you all right sweetie?”

Janie nodded and all Jake could do was wait patiently until her breathing returned to normal. Finally she looked up at him and asked, “Did you like it?”

Jake smiled broadly and tousled her hair. “What do you think???”

Janie smiled back and wiggled impishly on his lap; his penis was already stirring and she felt it against her bottom. She wiggled again and Jake growled softly. He quickly flipped her on her back and straddled her, his erection back in business. Janie smiled at him in a “cat’s got the cream” kind of way. “What are you going to do now, Big Bro?”

Instead of responding, Jake slid down Janie’s body until his head was between her legs. There he had an unobstructed view of her lush, wet pussy. It was completely shaved except for a small tuft of hair at the top of her slit, and Jake thought he had never seen a prettier sight. Slowly he began to lick and nibble his way up her thighs, sweeping his tongue close to her pussy lips but never actually touching there. Janie was panting heavily by now and groaning in frustration. “Jake, Jake stop it! Ohhh Jake you’re driving me crazy!” Her cheeks were flushed prettily, and her petite tits jiggled with each gasp of breath. Jake clamped his arms around her hips and brought her up to him, diving face first into her warm, writhing folds. He found her clit and sucked in earnest, slurping the sweet juices as if he hadn’t had a drink in days. Janie was bucking wildly now, and it didn’t take long for his ministrations to send her spiraling into an abyss of wild pleasure.

Jake had been hoping for such utter bliss, and he used the opportunity to align his throbbing cock head with her moist slit. Still clinging to her hips he thrust himself into her depths, breaking through her hymen in one smooth stroke. Janie was brought back to reality when the sharp pain shot through her body, and she cried out while tears leaked out of the corners of her eyes. Jake stayed still over her, allowing her passage to stretch and accommodate his intruding organ. Janie looked a little shocked, but eventually the pain wore off and was replaced by an uncomfortable but not entirely bad feeling of being stuffed. Finally she opened her eyes and glared at her brother accusingly. “You did that on purpose!”

Jake nodded and bent to kiss her pouting lips. “I knew there would be less worry if I just did it when you weren’t ready.” He looked suddenly disconcerted and wary. “You did want to have sex, right?”

In response Janie bucked upward slightly and gave him a lopsided grin. Her pussy was still a little sore, but the sharp pain was gone. She kissed him back passionately and he began to move slowly in her. In and out, in and out: it was something he had seen on many porno movies but had never had the opportunity to do. Now…

Janie’s soreness was forgotten as each thrust of Jake’s hips bumped his groin into her clit.

Frantically she wrapped her arms around his back and began to pump herself upward, meeting his thrusts. She was in a frenzy of pleasure, and began to tell Jake what she wanted. “Harder! Harder! Faster… Oh Jake! Oh Big Brother! I love you….” She came again and it was her vow of love more than anything that made Jake lose control. He began to shoot stream upon stream into his “Baby” sister, unmindful of her unprotected womb. His shouts were louder than hers, though unintelligible, and it was a true miracle that their parents didn’t burst into the room. Finally Jake rolled off his sister, sated and utterly exhausted. She cuddled close to him and they fell into a deep sleep.

Janie woke late the next morning and grinned down at her twin. He was still fast asleep and snoring softly. She slipped back into her shorts and top, and was about to wake him when she had another idea. She leaned over his sleeping form and slowly started to pump his semi-hard shaft with her hand. When he was fully erect she bent and licked the purple crown, swabbing it with her tongue. When it was nice and wet she blew softly, causing goose bumps to rise on Jake’s thighs. He jerked awake and stared at her. “Janie what are you…” he trailed off and a slow smile overspread his face. “I was afraid it was all a dream.” Janie shook her head as an identical smile lit her features. Suddenly Jake grabbed her and hoisted her until they were nose to nose. He slipped his hard tool into her tight depths and whispered, “Janie… I’m the luckiest guy in the world!”

Double the Trouble, Double the Fun

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            Jake suppressed a sigh as Janie put her clothes in the empty bottom drawer of his dresser. He knew that she couldn’t help being in his room for the week, but it still irritated him that he would get no privacy for awhile. Mandi turned and gave him an apologetic smile.

“I know this sucks, big bro., but there really isn’t any other choice.”

Jake smiled in spite of himself. Janie always called him “big bro.” when she was trying to make him happy, and he was older… by four minutes. Jake had no clue what his parents had been thinking when they bought this matchbox eighteen years ago. Their m

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om had been eight months pregnant with twins, and still they had bought a place that had no room for growth. The one floor house had three bedrooms, two bathrooms, a tiny kitchen, and a small family room that also served as a piano room, den, and office. To put it nicely, the family had always been close.

            And now, to top it all off, they had decided that now was the time to redo the moldy wall of the teen’s bathroom. Janie’s room shared this wall, so she was told to move to Jake’s room for the duration of the project.

            Janie finished her unpacking and plopped down on the bed next to her brother. “Listen, I really do feel bad about invading your room. Thanks for letting me crash here.” She leaned over and gave him a brief hug. Jake squeezed back and grinned evilly.

            “No problem sis. Just don’t get mad if I snore, hog the covers, or drool!”

            “Or all three at once!” Janie joked back, and both knew that the next week would turn out okay.

            The first night was, understandably, uncomfortable. The double bed was much too small for year olds, and it didn’t help that they were trying to give each other as much space as possible. After all, the two siblings hadn’t slept in the same bed since they were nine years old, and a lot had changed since them. Especially a lot of physical things. Jake and Janie were exhausted the next morning, and spent most of a beautiful summer day slouched on the couch. That night they made a mutual agreement that sleep was better that personal space, and ended up spooning most of the night. However, it was the third night that the twin’s relationship was changed forever.

            Jake woke up around to Janie’s moans. She was writhing on the bed, pressing herself against him and shuddering slightly. After calling her name a few times and not getting any response, Jake figured she was having some sort of nightmare. He went to shake her awake, but stopped cold as she spoke.

            “Oh yes, give it to me! Harder… Harder! Ohhhhhhh!” She shuddered again and started to buck slightly. She was dreaming all right, but it definitely wasn’t a nightmare. Jake was caught somewhere between embarrassment and curiosity. He respected his sister’s privacy, but was dying to know who she was dreaming about. Had she had sex already? If she had, she was one up on him. He thought back but could only remember two of Janie’s boyfriends, and neither had seemed that serious. His thoughts were cut off abruptly when Janie came. Jake’s cock grew instantly hard as she arched against him and moaned. He knew he shouldn’t be reacting this way to his sister, but his cock didn’t seem to care whose tight ass it was pressed up against.

            Slowly, almost against his will, Jake began to dry hump his sister. “Fuck! This feels so good!” he thought wildly, and pressed his wrist into his mouth to keep from shouting out. He was seconds from the biggest orgasm of his life when Janie jerked awake. Panicked, Jake rolled over and pretended to sleep, praying that she hadn’t been aware of what he was doing.

            Janie sat up in the small bed and looked down at her brother’s still form. She had been having a very erotic dream, and had a bad feeling she might have said something out loud in her sleep. “Jake?” she asked cautiously, “Are you awake?”

            Jake made a non-committal grunt and shifted. “Yeah, I guess so.” A period of tense silence followed. Finally Jake admitted, “I didn’t mean to, but I kinda heard you a little while ago. You were moaning and talking. Care to explain?”

            Janie felt her cheeks heat and knew that if she were to look in a mirror they would be bright red. “I’m so sorry about that Jake! It’s just that I usually…take care of things at least every other day, and being in here I couldn’t do that. I guess my subconscious was trying to make up for it.” She trailed off and waited nervously for a reply.

            Jake considered his response carefully, and then nodded. He knew just how she felt. “It’s okay Jan; I’m having the same problem. And besides, I like to get off at least once a day, so I’m probably even hornier than you right now.”

            Janie laughed softly. “Poor you, have you gotten any relief in the last three days?”

            It was Jake’s turn to blush. “Yeah, actually…I’ve been doing it in the shower.”

            Janie wrinkled her nose and hit him playfully with her pillow. “Ew, that’s gross!” she exclaimed, then laughed. “Never mind, I guess it’s better than what I just did!” Chuckling, Jake turned on his bedside lamp and took Janie in his arms. He settled her on his lap and put his face in her hair. She smelled so good, like roses and lavender. “So…” he said softly. “Who were you dreaming about?”

            Janie ducked her head. “No one,” she said quickly, and tried to pull away from her brother’s comforting embrace. Jake held her tight and shook his head. “Come on Sis, we used to tell each other everything. When did that change?” When he didn’t get a response Jake searched his memory for names. “Was it Roger?” Janie shook her head. “Seth?” Another head shake. Jake smiled impishly and said, “If you don’t tell me, I’ll be forced to draw my own conclusions.” He took a deep breath and started to rattle off names. “Superman? Batman? Johnny Depp? Mr. Bean? Papa Smurf? The Incredible…” Jake stopped when he saw the tears trickling down Janie’s cheeks. He had meant to make her laugh, and had apparently failed miserably. He rocked her back and forth in his arms, whispering sweet nothings as she cried freely.

            “Oh Jake, it’s so wrong!” she sniffed miserably and buried her head in her hands. Jake looked down at her rich brown hair in confusion. What could be so bad as to cause this reaction? “It’s okay sweetie. You don’t have to tell me if you don’t want to. You’re sex life is none of my business.”

            Janie looked up at him, her deep brown eyes so like his own. “I want to tell you so much, but I don’t think you’d ever forgive me.”

            Jake sat back and went through a quick mental list of taboo couplings. Had she made it with a teacher? Another girl? A family member? The thought made him grip her harder as fury clogged his throat. “Have you… Has dad asked you to…” he choked out. Janie’s head snapped up so fast she hit his jaw, causing his teeth to click painfully together. “No, Jake, no!” she exclaimed. “Of course not!”

            “Who then?” Jake asked tightly, his patience and nerves worn thin. Janie gulped and said in a barely audible voice, “My twin brother.”

            “You’re…” Jake trailed off in shock as the words sank in. Not her volley ball coach, not (Thank God!) their father, but him! She was fantasizing about him! Slowly Jake put his hand under Janie’s chin and lifted her head. She looked at him with wide, frightened eyes. Without a word he leaned down and kissed her slightly parted lips. Kissed her with a passion that had been building inside him for eighteen years. She went limp in his arms and opened her mouth wider, gladly receiving the kiss and giving back just as earnestly. Jake caught her lower lip in his teeth and bit down lightly.

            “So you’re not mad?” she asked breathlessly. He laughed and rolled over, pinning her beneath him. He looked down at her, and the worry on her face nearly broke his heart. He shifted and pressed his straining erection against her thigh. “What do you think?” he asked. Janie’s worried expression melted into one of pure delight. She wriggled beneath him and said, “Jake, I need to see you. Please Jake.” Jake shook his head and sat up. “I want to see you first.”

            Slowly, teasing him, Janie lifted her nightshirt over her head. Finally she tossed it aside and clasped her hands behind her neck. Her breasts were small but perky, and the round pink nipples made Jake’s mouth water. Immediately he leaned over and took a nipple in his mouth, lavishing it with his tongue. Janie arched her back, pressing the breast further into his mouth. He reached up and started to tweak her other nipple, circling his finger around her areolas. Janie was whimpering now, and she desperately started to tug at Jake’s shirt. He reluctantly detached himself from her glorious breasts and ripped the shirt over his head. He wasn’t a super buff guy, but he sported a small six pack, and his chest was smooth and hairless. Janie ran her fingertips over him, circling around his small nipples and running down his stomach. Jake brought her close for another kiss, mashing her tits against his chest. They both shivered at the feeling, and Janie broke the kiss to tug off her shorts.

Her hands brushed Jake’s hard on several times in the process, and he groaned loudly. He too reached down and tugged off his boxers, finally releasing his throbbing cock. Janie looked down at it in shock. “It’s so big!” she whispered nervously.

 Jake couldn’t help but feel a little proud about his eight inches. “So it’s bigger than any other ones you’ve seen?”

 Janie looked into his eyes, and he felt her tremble a little. “I’ve never done anything like this before Jake. You’re gonna have to help me.”

Jake was nonplussed. “I’ve never done anything either,” he admitted quietly. Janie stared at him with wide eyes.

 “I was sure you had!” she exclaimed.

Jake chuckled and brushed some stray hairs back from her face. “And I was sure you had.”

Janie looked a little shocked. “What are we going to do? Neither of us has any experience.” She sounded panicked, “How does anybody do this for the first time?”

Jake squeezed her tight, “Shhh sweetie, its okay. That just makes it more special for both of us.” He could feel his boner pressing against her damp snatch, and tried to hold back his moans of pure lust.

 Janie looked a little reassured. “Well,” she said shyly, “I’ve always wanted to give a blowjob.”

Jake thought he would faint from the sheer pleasure of just hearing those words. Janie was scrambling to the floor, and Jake turned and swung his legs over the side of the bed, scooting to the very edge to give her full access. This was the moment he had always fantasized about. Originally, of course, he hadn’t imagined that his twin sister would be the one giving him his first head, but now he couldn’t think of anyone else in the world he would prefer.

Janie licked her lips nervously as she stared at Jake’s throbbing erection. It pointed straight up at her bent face, as if greeting her. Finally she took his shaft in one hand and experimentally brushed her lips against the swollen tip. When Jake moaned quietly she gained courage and took an inch or so into her mouth. The taste wasn’t delicious, but it wasn’t completely disgusting either; mostly pungent and a little salty. She let another inch slip in and started to suck gently, letting her tongue rest on the soft underside of Jake’s shaft.

Jake was now breathing erratically, and Janie knew he was trying to be quiet, lest their parents should hear and come to investigate. Deciding to take him closer, Janie used her free hand to cup his balls and lift them. They were heavier than she expected and she opened her mouth a little in surprise, letting another inch of cock slip deeper. Jake was on the verge of coming, and he started to thrust a little into Janie’s mouth.

“Oh Jan! Uh Uh! I’m gonna cum! Do you want me to pull out?” Janie shook her head no and the very motion sent Jake over the edge. Gobs of incestuous cum fired into Janie’s mouth, hitting her squarely in the back of her throat. She let go of Jake’s cock and it slipped out of her mouth, still spurting white goo. She was coughing and gagging as the stuff trickled down her throat and Jake had fallen backwards on the bed, cock twitching as the last of his cum leaked from the head. Both were breathing heavily but after a minute Jake regained his composure enough to pick Janie up and sit back down on the bed. He settled her back in his lap while she still sputtered a little. “Are you all right sweetie?”

Janie nodded and all Jake could do was wait patiently until her breathing returned to normal. Finally she looked up at him and asked, “Did you like it?”

Jake smiled broadly and tousled her hair. “What do you think???”

Janie smiled back and wiggled impishly on his lap; his penis was already stirring and she felt it against her bottom. She wiggled again and Jake growled softly. He quickly flipped her on her back and straddled her, his erection back in business. Janie smiled at him in a “cat’s got the cream” kind of way. “What are you going to do now, Big Bro?”

Instead of responding, Jake slid down Janie’s body until his head was between her legs. There he had an unobstructed view of her lush, wet pussy. It was completely shaved except for a small tuft of hair at the top of her slit, and Jake thought he had never seen a prettier sight. Slowly he began to lick and nibble his way up her thighs, sweeping his tongue close to her pussy lips but never actually touching there. Janie was panting heavily by now and groaning in frustration. “Jake, Jake stop it! Ohhh Jake you’re driving me crazy!” Her cheeks were flushed prettily, and her petite tits jiggled with each gasp of breath. Jake clamped his arms around her hips and brought her up to him, diving face first into her warm, writhing folds. He found her clit and sucked in earnest, slurping the sweet juices as if he hadn’t had a drink in days. Janie was bucking wildly now, and it didn’t take long for his ministrations to send her spiraling into an abyss of wild pleasure.

Jake had been hoping for such utter bliss, and he used the opportunity to align his throbbing cock head with her moist slit. Still clinging to her hips he thrust himself into her depths, breaking through her hymen in one smooth stroke. Janie was brought back to reality when the sharp pain shot through her body, and she cried out while tears leaked out of the corners of her eyes. Jake stayed still over her, allowing her passage to stretch and accommodate his intruding organ. Janie looked a little shocked, but eventually the pain wore off and was replaced by an uncomfortable but not entirely bad feeling of being stuffed. Finally she opened her eyes and glared at her brother accusingly. “You did that on purpose!”

Jake nodded and bent to kiss her pouting lips. “I knew there would be less worry if I just did it when you weren’t ready.” He looked suddenly disconcerted and wary. “You did want to have sex, right?”

In response Janie bucked upward slightly and gave him a lopsided grin. Her pussy was still a little sore, but the sharp pain was gone. She kissed him back passionately and he began to move slowly in her. In and out, in and out: it was something he had seen on many porno movies but had never had the opportunity to do. Now…

Janie’s soreness was forgotten as each thrust of Jake’s hips bumped his groin into her clit.

Frantically she wrapped her arms around his back and began to pump herself upward, meeting his thrusts. She was in a frenzy of pleasure, and began to tell Jake what she wanted. “Harder! Harder! Faster… Oh Jake! Oh Big Brother! I love you….” She came again and it was her vow of love more than anything that made Jake lose control. He began to shoot stream upon stream into his “Baby” sister, unmindful of her unprotected womb. His shouts were louder than hers, though unintelligible, and it was a true miracle that their parents didn’t burst into the room. Finally Jake rolled off his sister, sated and utterly exhausted. She cuddled close to him and they fell into a deep sleep.

Janie woke late the next morning and grinned down at her twin. He was still fast asleep and snoring softly. She slipped back into her shorts and top, and was about to wake him when she had another idea. She leaned over his sleeping form and slowly started to pump his semi-hard shaft with her hand. When he was fully erect she bent and licked the purple crown, swabbing it with her tongue. When it was nice and wet she blew softly, causing goose bumps to rise on Jake’s thighs. He jerked awake and stared at her. “Janie what are you…” he trailed off and a slow smile overspread his face. “I was afraid it was all a dream.” Janie shook her head as an identical smile lit her features. Suddenly Jake grabbed her and hoisted her until they were nose to nose. He slipped his hard tool into her tight depths and whispered, “Janie… I’m the luckiest guy in the world!”

Thanks for reading my story, would appreciate any comments. pasego05@hotmail.com

Dawning Love

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Note: This story is completely fiction. If incest offends you, do not read. Feedback is appreciated, e mail me at: pasego05@hotmail.com

   Dawn ran upstairs to her room and slammed the door. Sometimes her daddy was just so unfair! She had really wanted to got the prom, but wasn't allowed to go out with boys until she was 18, and her father thought of prom as a date. At 16, Dawn was bemoaning that she had to spend the next two years saying no to every boy who took an interest in her.

   Prom night came and Dawn was up in her room sulking. Her dad came in and looked at her, feeling both affection an

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d anger for his little girl.

   "Honey, I have to go to the office and do some paperwork, I won't be home until later, around ."

   Dawn nodded and looked back at her magazine. Jack sighed and headed downstairs. Who knew it would be this hard to raise a teenager by himself. There wasn't a day that went by that Jack wished his wife was here. She died in a hit and run 10 years ago, leaving Jack to take care of their six year old daughter. It had been easy enough then, but now Dawn was in the throes of her teenage years, and Jack couldn't wait for her to calm down a little.

   After her daddy left Dawn got on the phone with her friend Amber. Both soothed each other about not getting to go to the dance, and Amber invited Dawn to come over. She quickly agreed and ran the few blocks to Amber's house. They ate pizza, talked, and watched a movie. Several hours later Dawn looked up at the clock and saw it was .

   "Oh God, my dad doesn't know I’m out and he's probably home by now. I have to go!"

   Dawn ran full speed to her house and cursed when she saw her dad's car in the driveway. Quietly she opened the door, but it was no use. Her father was sitting on the couch, waiting for her.

   He stood up and faced her. "Dawn, when I tell you you can't do something, I mean it. I can't believe you would disobey me."

   "I didn't go to the prom, Daddy!" Dawn cried, "I just went over to Amber's house for dinner and a movie!"

   "Don't lie to me! I know you were at the prom with that boy who invited you. You've probably been letting him do dirty things to you!"

   Dawn looked horrified. "Daddy! I can't believe you said that! I wasn't at the prom, look! I'm not even wearing a dress."

   Jack sneered at her "Oh, that's cute. I'm sure you changed at Amber's house. That makes you a liar and a slut!"

   Suddenly he grabbed Dawn's arm and dragged her to the couch. "You were a bad girl and bad girls need to be punished."

   He sat on the couch and pulled her over his lap. Before Dawn knew what was happening he had delivered the first blow.

   "OUCH!" Dawn cried as her daddy delivered hard smacks to her ass. She hadn't been spanked since she was four, and was humiliated that her father would do this. She hadn't done anything! About ten strokes into her punishment Dawn felt something hard begin to poke into her belly. That wasn't what she thought it was, was it?

   Finally Jack stopped. He looked down at his daughter's jean clad ass and said, "You let him have you, didn't you Dawn? You let that boy hump you!"

   He flipped her over and pulled down her jeans and panties. Dawn was sobbing now, trying to cover her exposed mound from her father. He grabbed her arms with one hand and pinned them behind her head. He reached down with his free hand and cupped her pussy. Dawn flinched at his touch. Suddenly he rammed his middle finger up her tight hole, and she screamed in surprise and pain. Jack was in for a bigger shock though when his finger came in contact with her hymen. His little girl had been telling the truth.

   Slowly he withdrew his finger. "Oh Dawn Baby, Daddy's so sorry. I should have believed you. How can you ever forgive me?" Jack hung his head in shame as his little girls sobs turned to sniffles and hiccups. Quickly she pulled up her panties and jeans, then ran upstairs to her room. Jack went to bed but didn't get any sleep. What was wrong with him? He had brutally punished his daughter and had been horny as hell while doing it. Part of it was probably from not having sex in about two years, but part of him really pined for his daughter. She was so young and virile, and as she had proved tonight, innocent. Finally Jack drifted into a troubled sleep.

   Dawn was in her room thinking similar thoughts. Her daddy had been mean, harsh, and scary downstairs. He had accused of things that were not only untrue, but inappropriate. Yet, when she came upstairs and flopped on her bed, her fingers had stolen down to her pussy and she was shocked to find herself extremely wet. More wet than she had ever been during masturbation.

   Slowly Dawn started to finger her clit, rubbing the hard bud in circles and using her other hand to cup one small breast. She came hard, thinking of her father's finger in her tiny cunt, and in that moment she made a decision. If she couldn't date boys until she was eighteen, then she would date her daddy. Surely he would like that better than the inexperienced jocks that pounded into girls for five seconds, blew their loads, then broke up with them the next day. She wanted someone to love her, and her daddy was the perfect choice.

   Quietly she slipped out of bed and walked nude to her father's room. She went to her sleeping daddy and looked down at his troubled face.

   Oh Daddy, she thought, I know you only wanted to protect me.

   Dawn pulled down the covers and jumped a little when she realized her father was naked. She saw what she had come for and looked at it wide eyed. Her daddy's penis was so huge, how was she going to put that inside her? Tentatively she reached out and grasped Jack's limp penis. She started to rub it slowly, and was amazed to feel it grow harder in her hand. She had thought it was big, but now it was huge and she felt a trickle of doubt. She shook it off and continued to pump her hand up and down her daddy's stiff cock.

   Jack was moaning softly, enjoying what he thought must be a dream. How else could their be small hands going up and down his turgid nine inches, except in a some fantasy? As the warm fingers trailed up to smear the drop of precum on his throbbing head, Jack slowly opened his eyes. “Jesus!” He shot up in bed and Dawn pulled back, startled. “What the hell do you think you’re doing?” He looked at his underage daughter in disbelief. Surely she wasn’t really there, and this was some sick fantasy he had made for himself.

          Dawn was gathering her courage and she finally looked into her father’s eyes. “You were wrong Daddy. I didn’t go to the prom, and I definitely didn’t have sex with any boys.” Jack nodded quickly. “I know sweetie, I know. And I’m really sorry to have punished you for no reason but” Dawn cut him off. “But when you were spanking me Daddy, I could feel your hard penis against my belly. At first I was scared, but now I know what I want. She stepped closer and grasped his still proud erection. “I want you Daddy. You’re right; I don’t want my first time to be with somebody who won’t really care for me. I know that you’ll be gentle, and I know you want me that way too.” She looked at him confidently, daring him with her eyes to deny what she’d said. Jack could only shake his head mutely. “We just can’t baby girl. You know that that’s wrong. Daddies don’t make love to their daughters. I love you sweetie, and you are a very pretty girl, but we can’t do that.”

          Dawn stroked his cock a few times and whispered sweetly, “But no one has to know Daddy. You won’t tell anybody, and of course I won’t tell, so we would be safe.” She looked at him from under her eyelashes. Jack was staring at his daughter’s nude body. In his previous shock he had missed the fact that she didn’t have a piece of clothing on, but now he took the chance to admire her young body. Her breasts were small but budding, he knew that they would be as big as her mother’s by the time she was twenty. His eyes traveled down to her sweet snatch. She had a few wisps of golden hair, and he could see juice shining on her soft pussy lips. It was the obvious moisture there that finally melted his resolve. “Oh baby girl,” he whispered hoarsely, “You really want this, don’t you?” Dawn nodded and her father pulled her close, kissing her softly as his hand found its way to her small nipples. He pinched one and rolled it between thumb and finger. Dawn whimpered and wrapped her hand tighter around his aching cock. Her small hands couldn’t quite close around its girth, and the smooth strength of it made her shiver with need.

Dawn looked into her father’s eyes and blushed. “Daddy, I heard some girls at school talking once. They said something about boys using their mouths on a girl’s down there. Do you think you…?” she trailed off. Jack thought he had died and went to heaven. “Honey, I would like nothing more than to eat out your sweet pussy.” He rolled her on her back and scooted her to the edge of the bed. Dropping to his knees he put Dawn’s legs over his shoulders and looked at her golden opening. Finally he leaned forward and licked up her slit, scooping up as much juice as her could with his long tongue. Dawn moaned loudly and arched her back towards her father’s mouth. Her hands found her breasts and she began to knead them with brutal intensity. Jack teased his daughter for awhile by licking everywhere but her pulsing clit. He would lap her pussy lips, pausing once and a while to stick his long tongue into her small hole, then kiss and nip her thighs while she shrieked and bucked her hips. Finally he gave into Dawn’s pleas and latched his teeth and lips onto her clit. He sucked hard, nibbling the small button and blowing air through his teeth. It took about fifteen seconds of this for Dawn to explode in a fierce orgasm. She grabbed her Daddy’s head and shoved it into her cunt, screaming muddled nonsense as she writhed. Jack continued to suck and lap at her sweet juices, renewing the waves of her orgasm with every touch of his talented tongue. Finally she collapsed on the bed and looked hazily at her father. “I never knew it could be like that,” she panted, and Jack smiled at her.

“Just wait for the main event!” he said brightly, and scooted up the bed so he was lying on top of her. He could feel the sheen of sweat on her body causing a sweet friction as he rubbed himself against her. Reluctantly he sat up and opened the drawer in his bedside table, pulling out a condom. He ripped open the package and rolled it down his length. Jack positioned himself at his daughter’s small entrance and looked into her eyes. “Are you sure you want to do this Dawn? Once it happens, we cant’ go back. You’re only a virgin once, and this whole thing is illegal. I just want to know that you’re sure.” Dawn looked up at him with pure love and complete trust. “I’m sure I’m sure,” she whispered softly.

 Still Jack paused, “This is going to hurt for awhile, honey. Then it will feel good.” Dawn nodded and closed her eyes. “Just be careful Daddy. Go slow.” Jack nodded and rubbed the tip of his penis against her pussy, lubricating it with her juices. Dawn moaned softly and wrapped her arms around her Daddy’s back. Jack took this as acceptance and started to slowly push his swollen cock into the tight hole. Finally the head popped in with a squelch and he paused as Dawn gasped. “It’s so big Daddy!” He held himself there for several seconds, allowing his daughter to grow accustomed to the invasion. When he felt her relax a little, he continued to push. He had gotten about three inches in when his head hit her hymen. He drew back a little and warned “This is it baby.” He pushed himself in with a sharp thrust, quickly popping Dawn’s cherry.” Dawn squealed in pain and tears leaked out the corners of her eyes. Jack could feel a trickle of blood leaking from her tight hole and rested on his elbows for what seemed like a long time. Eventually Dawn wiggled a little and wrapped her legs around her Daddy’s ass. “Okay, it’s better now.”

Jack didn’t need a second invitation. He pulled out of his little girl and thrust sharply back in. He began to hump her wildly, grunting with effort and lust. Dawn did her best to meat his thrusts, her head thrown back and her eyes wide open, staring at the ceiling. No wonder her daddy hadn’t wanted her to go out with guys. If she had known sex could be this good she would have started fucking boys long ago. It seemed her entire body was connected to that little nubbin of flesh in her pussy. She could feel her orgasm building in her stomach, spreading through her like forest fire. Jack changed his angle a little, and his rigid penis brushed her oh so sensitive g-spot. Dawn screamed so loud her Daddy stopped for a minute; sure he had hurt her badly. When he saw the pure ecstasy on her face he realized that she was coming hard. Hell bent on his own release, Jack began pounding relentlessly, fucking his virgin daughter much harder than he had ever fucked his late wife. His screams rivaled his daughter’s as he went over the edge, and he collapsed on her shuddering form, his jism leaking out of the condom and into her depths. It was this thought that ripped a strangled cry from his throat, and he quickly pulled out of his daughter’s gaping hole.

“What’s the matter Daddy?” Dawn asked, genuinely concerned. Jack looked down in horror at his sated daughter. “Some cum went into you!” he gasped out. “Oh sweetie, what if you end up pregnant?” Dawn yawned and reached up to lazily tweak her father’s tiny nipples. “That’s okay Daddy, we’re gonna move anyways.” Jack looked confused. “Move? Honey, what are you talking about?”

“I want to be your girl forever Daddy. I want to marry you and have your children. We can move somewhere no one will know us, and start a new life together. I know you have enough money for us to live comfortably. We’ll get someone to forge a new birth certificate for me, and we’ll move to Mexico. I always wanted to live somewhere with a beach.”

Jack looked down at his daughter in disbelief. She wasn’t thinking clearly; there was no way they could pull something like that off. Well, actually… he thought long and hard and concluded that it actually wouldn’t be that hard. Mexico was perfect, and he was wealthy enough to support them for quite awhile. He looked down at his sweet girl, love blossoming for her in a completely different way. Yes, he would stay with his daughter forever. She would be his Little Girl, his wife, his Dawn.

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